Chapter 2! Please enjoy! Let's hope Fanfic doesn't turn this into script again! XD
Her alarm ringing, Maya let out a feral growl, eyes opening in annoyance. She smacked it across the room, but the electronic device didn't shut down. If anything it seemed to get louder. Gripping her pillow, she growled, tossing the fluffy object over her head as she tried to block it out to no avail.
Sooner rather than later, she rolled out of her bed with a deep growl. Her blearily, sleep deprived eyes slid over to the clock. She stormed over and grabbed it, slamming her palm onto the snooze function. It stopped making that annoying ass beeping sound, but she was already wide awake.
Turning the alarm clock, she saw it was 8 a.m. Having not gotten into bed until well past midnight, she was exhausted and wanted more sleep, but there was no time for that.
Staggering into the bathroom, she took a quick but hot shower. Once dressed, she walked out and got dressed. Wearing another pressed suit, she fixed the tie and walked out, her weapons folded up and in her sleeves.
She walked into a bustling dining room, hearing someone scream about pancakes. Odd hair, she noted, seeing bright orange hair. But I've seen weirder… Right then a giant 7 foot teen with neon purple hair as a mowhawk, a guitar in one hand, pancakes in another. Like that.
She walked over to where the teachers had their food. While not a teacher, all of the teachers new her. She was like a teacher's aide, or the like, and was working on becoming a teacher. It was another way to pay off her debt to Oz as well.
"Ho ho!" She heard someone say, turning around with a small scowl. "I see our early bird is up and at it!"
"Stuff it Port," she grumbled, grabbing a plate to stack it with bacon and eggs. She grabbed a cup of coffee as well, reaching into her suit to take out a metal canister. She mixed in some rum and swirled it around. "Mornings suck."
"I disagree full heartedly!" he said with a chuckle, already dressed in his uniform, his buttons glistening in the morning light. "Mornings are the best part of the day! The warm rays, the crisp air, why it reminds me of a story-"
"Sorry Porty," she said, letting out a yawn. Her ears twitched as she looked at him again. "Too early for story time. Maybe later?"
"Alright, but it's a real nail biter!" he said as he turned to join the teachers.
She followed after him and sat between him and Oobleck. Oobleck wasn't a morning person, not until he had his first gallon of coffee at least. They just shared a quick look and nodded, both deciding not to talk until after their coffee. Both turned their cups up at once and downed it at once.
Oobleck finished first, and by the time Maya finished, he had filled his cup with fresh coffee. Offering her the pot, she smiled in thanks. She poured herself another cup, only to have to pour Oobleck another. He was a fast drinker.
"Nobody's going to steal the coffee you know," she said with a chuckle. "I just need two cups and I'm done."
"I know," he said with a small chuckle. "We've all known each other for several years now, no?" He chuckled. "Ever since you were a student here."
"Let's not talk about then," she growled, her ears going flat. "I might need more booze for that."
As she went to go add some more from her metal container, she felt it get yanked out of her hand. Looking up to yell at whoever did it, she saw Oz instead.
"Sir Ozpin!" she said in shock, moving to stand up. "I'm sorry I didn't do-"
She felt a hand on her shoulder, keeping her sitting. "Calm down. What happened last night is nobody's fault. It's perfectly fine. At least we know a little more about our enemy."
She was silent but nodded, staying seated. "If that's what you say sir." She noticed that his cup was empty and grabbed the pot of coffee. "Coffee?"
He nodded and allowed her to pour him a cup. He smiled and patted her head, showing some affection towards her before turning to the teachers gathered. "We have doctors waiting for you to join up with. We need you to join them as soon as you're ready and to keep an eye on the students. In case any get hurt, well, we need you out there to respond to them."
They nodded at his words, but Maya not so secretly wished she was in bed. She let out a loud yawn and slowly stood up. Standing a head shorter than Oz, she felt a hand on her head, ruffling her hair. "I know you're tired, but do your best."
"I'm fine sir," she said with a small chuckle, pulling her head out from his hand. She walked out, one of the first from the teacher table to leave. "I'm going to go wait with my doctors."
"You forgot this," Oz called out behind her. She turned around and quickly caught her flask. "Just don't drink too much on the job."
"Yes sir," she said, feeling her face burn as she turned, quickly jogging out of the mess hall.
As she ran past a table, Ruby looked up at her. Huh…I wonder if that's a teacher. She seems a little young to be one…eh what do I know? She asked herself before going back to talking to Yang about the Initiation.
Walking into the forest, her scroll let out a soft ping. Looking at it, she found her outpost, or at least where it was on a map. It was on the top of a large, rocky outcropping with a small white flag with a red cross on it, showing it was a medic's outpost.
She turned to it and made a beeline for it, when she heard some crunching around her. She stopped moving and instead straightened her arms, her weapons coming out. She grabbed them by the handles, folding them to their full form.
She simply waited in silence for the Grimm to attack, because it had to be Grimm. It was always Grimm. She began lazily swinging her tonfas around, waiting and waiting. She shrugged and began walking again. Must have been my imagination.
Right then an Ursa came flying out of the forest, claws out. She spun and slammed each tonfa into its face, one after the other. It fell to the ground, dead.
Easy. She just continued walking through the forest until she found the hill. Climbing it, she found a few medics huddled around a fire with extra logs nearby. They had cleared out a section of the outcropping and made it into a makeshift camp. They hahd medical supplies stacked to the side in case of emergency.
"Yo!" One of the doctors said, all of them around a small table that had cards on it. "You our guard?"
"I am," she said, walking forward. She hid her tonfas and bowed to them. "Maya, at your service."
"I'm Conrad," he said, pointing to himself. "She's Emily, and that's Marcus," he said, pointing to the others. "Do you play poker?"
"No, I don't." She pulled out the flask and shook it, the contents swishing. "Booze and cards don't mix well."
"Ah, well then, I guess you don't want to play?"
"Nope. I'll turn a blind eye if you guys start gambling. I don't care." She looked up at the rocky outcropping. "I'll be up there alright?"
"What do you mean, start?" Conrad grumbled before smiling up at her. "Alright! Keep an eye on the newbies would you?"
"Sure thing." Maya climbed up the rocks until she was at the top. Trees filled her vision except for where a few hills were, and the massive cliff face where the launch pads were and where the temple was.
Taking a swig from her bottle she activated her scroll, showing her a live feed of Oz talking to the new wannabe hunstmen and huntresses. She watched get one get flung off after the other, humming to herself. She winced as some blonde kid went spinning through the air, screaming.
Ooooh…he's gonna have a real rough landing, she thought to herself. She sat her scroll down on her lap and leaned back, resting her head on another rock. She stared across the field of tress, a breeze making the Emerald Forest shimmer.
She reached in and took a swig from her flask as she waited for them to crash. She saw one student fly over her, eyes wide in surprise. Huh…whoever that was went flying far and fast…
It was nearly an hour into the test before she heard her scroll beep, a red light flashing. She opened it and saw an image of the purple haired guy and some chick with two pistols. Their auras were in the red and they were back to back, having stumbled into a Grimm nest. At least 30 Grimm, a mix of beowolves and ursa surrounded them.
"I got a run to make," she called out to the medics. "Pause your game and get ready. I don't know what condition they'll be in when I get there."
"Alright!" One of the three called out.
She launched herself from the rocky outcropping and used her scroll's map to lead her to where the alarm was coming from. Climbing into a tree, she launched herself from tree to tree as she neared the location. She took stock once there and was surprised.
There were still 15 of the Grimm left, but they were still standing. While they seemed exhausted and were ready to collapse, she didn't interfere. If she did, they would be disqualified after all. She bent the light around her so that they couldn't see her.
The guy with the guitar strummed, a loud, resounding cored coming from it. It sent the nearest backwards, but others dug their claws in, staying still. "Damn," he swore. "I can't do many more."
"I'm running out of ammo," the other grumbled. She took her guns and withdrew two blades from the hilts. "And I'm exhausted. I dunno if we can last much longer."
As if to prove her point, three Ursi ran up, swinging at them. Purple hair sent one flying back, a loud chord filling everyone's ears.
She managed to swipe another back with her blades. At the same time, the last Ursa managed to land a blow onto purple hair's back.
"Damn!" he swore, turning around to send his guitar into the side, chopping its head off. Blood began to flow from the cut on his back, showing his aura was 100% out.
"You alright?" she asked, walking to him slowly. She didn't like the look of this. Pistol girl's head was whipping around at the Grimm in front of her, looking quite scared.
Maya let out a soft sigh. They'll hate me for this…but they're disqualified. She quickly hit a few buttons on her scroll, two large Xs appearing over their pictures. She took out her tonfas and pointed them down at the Grimm, pulling the triggers.
Like miniature cannons, they began firing, blowing up on impact. One after another, the Grimm fell in a circle around the two. The girl with the guns looked on in surprise as the Grimm were taken out. Is it another group? Where are they? She asked herself, eyes darting around in the forest.
Not even the Grimm knew what was going on. They turned and ran back into the forest, howling as the shots followed them, blowing up the ones that lagged behind.
Maya then made her presence know, lowering her semblance as she hopped down. She walked towards them, a sad smile on her face. "You're disqualified."
Both were silent for a while, stunned. "Um…what did you say?" Purple hair asked. "You can't be serious right?"
"I'm serious," she said, shaking her head. "You two are out of the race. You can't come to Beacon anymore…you failed the exam."
"Cut the shit!" the pistol girl swore, pointing her guns at her. "The only thing I can do is be a hunter! I'm not going to give up just cause we got unlucky and landed near a Grimm nest."
"Being a huntress," she said, pulling out her flask to take a swig. Finding it empty, she let out a sigh and stuffed it away. "When you're on a mission, luck matters just as much as skill. If you were unlucky here, imagine if you were traveling and ran into a goliath?"
The two aspiring hunters looked at each other with a nervous look. Purple hair said, "Nobody can survive a Golitah attack. It's unheard of."
"Nope, you can," she said with a chuckle. "If you're lucky. But if you don't have that luck…then well, you'd be dead." She glared at the girl. "So end of discussion, you're out. Got it? Go home and cry if you wanna, but I'd advise you to find another school to go to as well. Beacon…isn't the life you two get to live."
The guitarist seemed defeated by the idea, but the girl with the pistols got angry. "I won't give in like this! Go to hell woman! I'm going to be a huntress, and you can't stop me!"
Pulling out her scroll, she showed them the two pictures of them with the Xs over their names. "I already marked you two to be disqualified. Although…" a sly grin crossed her face. "If you can touch me, then I'll undo the ban…deal?"
"Tch, fine." The girl turned on her with her bladed pistols out. "You're gonna regret this bunny."
She rushed forward, swinging at her, but she had to simply step backwards. Her swings are wild and desperate. She can't focus properly. She's tired, Maya thought to herself. I've already won.
She pretended to back up into a tree. The girl launched herself forwards in a desperate attack. Maya simply slid down from her blades which found themselves dug into the tree. "What?!" the girl cried out in surprise as she felt an arm around her waist.
Maya lifted her up and jumped up, bringing the girl down, hard, onto the ground. She coughed as she lost her breath, but Maya wasn't down. She slammed her fist into her stomach, her eyes going wide. She slumped, passing out.
Michelle turned to the purple haired guy. "Are you going to not complain and come with me to the medic's outpost?"
"I won't," he said, eyes filled with tears. "I lost to the Grimm. We probably would have died without your help after all, so I really can't argue."
She gave him a sad smile and sighed softly. "Sorry that I have to do this…but it's so that nobody dies. You could always try to work for the cops?" she asked him, hopeful.
"I might, who knows?" he sighed and picked himself up. "I was hoping this would be my ticket to a good life. Even trained for it. Guess it's not my path to walk."
She simply nodded and turned away, the two of them walking back. She had to take it slow cause of the injured she was carrying, and the injured behind her. With the time she had, she used her free hand to pull out her scroll.
"Sir Ozpin," she said, suddenly becoming proper. "Could you please call the doctors. I don't have them in my scroll, and I have two injured with me."
"I will. Safe travels," he said before hanging up to call them.
It easily took them half an hour to climb up the rocky outcropping to where the medics were waiting, two cots already out. Purple hair staggered over and climbed into one while Maya set the other one down on the other cot.
"Take care of them," she said to the medics before climbing back up to her outpost. She rested with her hands on her chin, elbows propped on her legs. Her scroll was on the ground before her. She silently watched other teams run around, all heading towards the general direction of the ruins.
She stared at the scroll and let out a soft, weary sigh. How long has it been since then? A while right? Since Initiation for me?
(Initiation 11 years ago)
Crashing through the forest, Maya landed with a roll, her eyes darting around. Instead of her suit, she had on a simple black shirt, gray sweatpants with her symbol, a pair of scales on her thigh.
She looked around calmly and waited patiently, hearing others crash through the forest. Might as well head to the nearest person here, she thought to herself. Jogging through the woods, careful to make as little noise as possible. Her head was constantly swiveling, her eyes darting around to see if anyone was there, or if there were any Grimm nearby.
Emerging into a clearing, she saw another teen fighting off a small group of Grimm. He seemed to be holding his own just fine. A case on his hip showed that he had dust crystals with him, and he seemed to be wielding a cane around. He was wearing a white suit and a white bowler. His cane also seemed to work as a kind of gun.
One of the Grimm, a rather large beowolf hit him with enough force to send him skidding backwards. "Damn monsters," he swore. "Come and get some!"
Before the Grimm could move it' head was blown off its shoulders. The process repeated itself for the other Grimm as one by one their heads were blown off. The teen, not sure what was going on joined in, firing at them as well.
The Grimm were quick to take a hint and turned away, yipping and whining as they ran away. The teen stood there and looked around. "So…who are you?"
Walking out from the forest, Maya looked at him warily. Who was he? Was he a racist? Was he a bad person? While it was a school for hunters, there were plenty of bad men in the school.
Taking off a white glove he looked over at her. "An animal huh?" Her fur bristled but Roman smiled. "Not the worse partner to have. You don't seem like a bad fighter, so I guess we can get along." He stuck out his hand. "Roman Torchwick. And you are?"
He can fight hunters and stuff...makes sense that he was trained like one, no? Anyway, next chapter will be one of 3 things. It will be a continuation of the flashback, Roman's POV, or Maya's...I'll put some thought into it. I don't mind making the decession based on what others want, so PM me if you wanna. Regardless, I hope it was a good read! Ciao!