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Talking: "The Legend"
Thought: 'The Legend.'
Flashback: "The Legend."
(3rd Person Pov)
Beacon Academy, one of the best, if not, THE best place to pursue your career as a Huntsman or Huntress. Though as the best school there is, they only accept the best, therefore, it's also one of the hardest academy's to be accepted in.
Though only some are accepted into the academy, and those who are accepted into the academy can expect rigorous training sessions, near-impossible exams, and hard-to-stay-awake classes.
Though there are some who have made it through that, and those who have, have become legends in their own regard. One of those legends is a man with gray hair, spectacles over his thin brown eyes, along with sharp facial features. He wore a black suit with a green undershirt that went with his dark green pants and scarf. This man was known as Professor Ozpin, the Headmaster of Beacon Academy.
'Hmm, there are quite a few applicants this time around. It's going to be hard to pick which one's will be the best of the best. All of them have amazing scores.' Ozpin thought to himself.
Ozpin was currently sipping on his cup of coffee as he was picking out the first years for Beacon Academy until he suddenly felt a surge of power rush through him.
Ozpin stood from his chair, not expecting the sudden rush of energy. 'What was that? There shouldn't be anyone who is able to generate that much energy.' Ozpin thought to himself.
The head master closed his eyes and started to sweep the area for any signs of life, or rather any signs of unfamiliar life.
'I've felt that energy before. Once long ago. Though how exactly did one of them get here, or rather who was the one who even brought them here to begin with?' The headmaster asked himself.
'Let's see if we can't find these mysterious strangers.' Ozpin thought to himself, accessing the camera's of Beacon academy.
He then started to look on all of Beacon Academy's cameras: mess hall, living quarters east section, west section, north section, south section, the classrooms, he went through every camera until he stopped on the camera that showed the fields that were just outside of Beacon. There, he saw a boy, no older than sixteen, laying on the field unconscious with some sort of sword next to him. He then began to check the security footage of all the cameras, only to find nothing, the boy was nowhere in sight.
'It's almost as if he just appeared out of nowhere.' Ozpin thought to himself. He began to look at the past security footage of the camera that was in the fields outside of Beacon Academy. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary, until a ball of light soon blinded the camera's field of view.
When the light faded, the boy was there, right next to the sword on the ground.
'Is it one of their powers? If so then why does a boy no older than sixteen have such a power at his disposal?' Ozpin asked. 'I need to see this for myself. Though I doubt Ms. Goodwitch would be to happy if I just left my office when there are papers to be looked at.' He thought to himself as he pulled out his scroll and dialed a number onto the screen.
"Hello? Oh, Professor Ozpin, I didn't expect to get a call from you. Have you decided which students will be attending our school?" The women on the other side said. The women had bright blond hair tied into a bun and green eyes through a pair of oval shaped glasses.
She wore a long-sleeved dress shirt with a black business skirt, black-brown leggings, a tattered cape with the inside being purple, and a pair of black boots with brown heels. This was Glynda Goodwitch, the combat instructor for the students of the Academy.
"No Glynda, I'm still picking out the first year students. I called you because I wanted you to watch over my office."
"If I may ask, why do you need me to watch over your office?" She asked.
"I need to check on something." Ozpin said with a serious tone. Glynda noticed the tone of his voice and nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I'll watch over the office, but as soon as you come back, I want you to finish picking out the first years. The first day of school starts in a week, so we need to be prepared."
"Thank you, Glynda, I'll try to be as quick as possible with this. I will pick out the rest of the first years when I'm done." Ozpin said in a satisfied tone. The connection cut off as the call ended.
Ozpin picked up his cane and his coffee mug and made his way towards the elevator.
"Whatever that energy was, only time will tell if it will lead to a miracle or a catastrophe." He said to himself.
Meanwhile, the blonde haired witch herself was trying to contemplate possible reasons for Ozpin to temporarily leave his duties.
'What in the world could have grabbed Ozpin's attention?' Glynda asked herself as she closed the scroll back up.
'Hmm, perhaps I can see if I can't sense what the headmaster was sensing.' The witch thought to herself, closing her eyes and sensing for any known forms of life around the area.
After a few moments, Glynda eventually found two aura's that she did not recognize.
One was rather simple, it was the average level of aura that a person can obtain in there life. Though the other one was what caught her attention the most.
'What in the world?! Who's aura could that be?! I've never sense such a high level of aura, not even from Ozpin!' She said to herself.
'What in gods name is going on?' The witch asked herself.
'Where did they even come from? How exactly were they able to get past our security?' Glynda asked herself, each question just raising even more questions.
'Could it be one of the enemies that Ozpin was talking about? Have they come for the Maiden and it's relic?' The woman asked herself.
'...Well, if Ozpin is taking care of it, I suppose that he will determine whether or not they are a threat to the schools and it's students.' The witch said to herself.
'Though I should keep my guard up. If they were just able to appear like that then I don't doubt that they could cause trouble for us in the near future.' She said to herself.
'I should get going. The headmaster requested that I watch over his office, and watch over I shall.' Glynda thought as she started to walk out of her office.
'I should also clean it while I'm there. Ozpin was never good at organizing things.' She thought.
"Once I slew the beast I brought back it's head as a trophy and was celebrated as a hero by the town!...No, that's not right. It's impossible to put an actual Grimm's head on a platter." A man said to himself as he walked around the room.
The figure in question appeared to be a man in early old age. He wore a double-breasted burgundy suit with gold piping and buttons. His pants he wears tucked into olive boots, similar in appearance and construction to cavalry boots.
He has gray hair and a gray mustache and appears to be slightly overweight, not that he really minded that is.
This man was none other than Peter Port, a huntsmen slash professor that teaches children on the creatures of Grimm.
"Hmm, how can I use the stories from my youth to educate these young minds on the secrets of the Grimm?" He asked himself.
"...I know! I came back with the beast caged, it's snarl echoing through the town. It attempted to break out of it's cage, though it was useless, our hero had the beast trapped. That should work. I cage Grimm all the time for my lessons. If the children wish to learn about the Grimm then what better way than to have first hand experience? Ha ha! The thrill of a good hunt!" Port said.
"Now where was I? Ah yes! I came back with the beast captured, I was praised as a hero and a legend by the townsfolk. As a form of thanks and celebration they all held a feast in my-!" The huntsmen began, only for a surge of energy to run down his spine, causing him to leap from the ground and reach for his weapon.
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'W-what blazes was that?!' Port asked himself, looking around the room in attempts to find the source.
Though it was no use, no matter how hard he had searched, he wasn't able to find the source of the sudden sure of energy. It had disappeared as quickly as it had it appeared.
'Well, someone really knows how to rile up this huntsmen.' The huntsmen thought.
Suddenly, the Grimm he had been keeping in his cage on the other side of the room started to go completely crazy, desperately attempting to break free from it's prison.
"Ah pipe down." The man said, though what Peter wasn't expecting was for Grimm to break out, the red marks on it's body glowing with a red light.
"W-what?!" The huntsmen yelled, not expecting for the Grimm to escape.
The Grimm charged at the professor with the intent to kill, though as it swung it's massive claw at Peter, he was easily able to dodge the attack by rolling under it.
He bolted for his weapon, causing the Grimm to lunge at the man. Though before it could sink it's teeth into the old man, he fired his weapon and blew the Grimm's head clean off.
"Hah, hah. Well, this is already proving to be an eventful day. Perhaps I could use this experience in one of my lessons." He said.
He looked around his room to see that it was completely trashed, the desks were destroyed and most of the papers were scattered everywhere.
"Though I can't say I'm looking forward to explaining this to Ozpin." Port said.
"Port! Port are you alright!" A young man's voice said.
"Ah, yes I am fine. Nothing that I couldn't handle." He said.
In the blink of an eye, a man ran into the room at an alarmingly fast pace, appearing as nothing more than a blur to the naked eye.
The man appeared to be a rather young man, with messy green hair with brown eyes. His attire was disheveled: his white shirt partially tucked into his dark-green pants and its collar raised, showing a slack yellow tie, along with mismatched brown and black shoes. He also has round glasses that appear to be opaque.
This man was none other than Peter's trusted comrade, Doctor Bartholomew Oobleck.
"What in the name of the gods happened?!" He asked.
"Well, I was just rehearsing some of my stories that I would tell the newest set of huntsmen and huntresses we would get this year, when suddenly I felt this surge of energy run down my spine. Though just as it appeared-." Port began.
"It vanished as soon as it came." Oobleck said.
"So you felt it as well?" He asked.
"Indeed, though if the Grimm were affected by it at this distance then we might want to inform the headmaster." He said.
"Where was the source of energy coming from?" Port asked.
"I've managed to pin-point an exact location. It is near the cliff sides of Beacon." Oobleck said.
"The Grimm were still affected even from this far away?!" He asked.
"Yes, and there will no doubt be more. We must inform the headmaster at once." The doctor said.
'To think that another one would just show up at my front door yet again. It seems that history has it's unique way of repeating itself.' Ozpin thought to himself.
His train of thought, however, was cut off as he reached the field that the boy lay in. As he began to walk towards the boy, he looked to see if he was unconscious, napping, or dead. He hoped that the last one wasn't true.
'There he is. I hope that the young man knows how it's power works. That would save us the trouble of having to figure it out along the road.' The headmaster thought as he walked over to the unconscious boy.
Firstly he put his hand up against the boys neck to see if the boy was even still alive to begin with. After a few second, Ozpin felt a pulse, causing him to release a sigh of relief.
'Good, the boy is unharmed. Now, let's see if he is in the mood to answer some questions.' Ozpin thought to himself.
He put his hand on the boys shoulder and started to see if he couldn't shake him awake. He had to have been shaking him for a good minute, though he was having no luck whatsoever, not even a groan or a mumble out of him.
Ozpin frowned as he was now very curious, the boy was alive and well but didn't seem to be waking up.
'Strange. Perhaps he is under the symptoms of some disease. In that case I know just who to call.' Ozpin thought as he pulled out his scroll.
He then pulled out his scroll and decided to call the school's doctor and Dust Specialist, Professor Peach. It rang for a few seconds until the professor picked up.
"Hello? Oh, Professor Ozpin, I wasn't expecting a call from you, is there something you need?" She asked a cheerful tone.
"Yes, I need you to come to the fields outside of Beacon immediately."
"Why? What's wrong? Are you feeling alright? I told you that you shouldn't be drinking that much coffee, I already have Oobleck to deal with, I don't need you acting like that."
"It's not me, I found a boy out in Beacon fields that is in dire need of your medical abilities...and for the record, I do not need to cut down on the amount of coffee that I drink. I am doing just fine." Ozpin said.
"Oh! Okay, I'll be there right away, just stay with the boy and let me know if there is anything different with his behavior." Peach said as she cut off the connection, ending the call.
He put his scroll away and began to inspect the boy on a closer perspective. The boy had black-brown hair, a black hoodie with white undershirt on, a pair of dark blue jeans, and black shoes with white laces. He looked like an average boy, so if he was the one to produce that massive amount of energy, how could he do it?
His eyes then trailed onto the sword on the ground. The sword in question had a silver handle with a black cloth wrapped around it and two black edges with some mysterious markings on them. It was in a dark leather sheath, which also had some mysterious markings.
"That must be it's vessel." Ozpin said as he picked up the blade.
He closed his eyes, causing his aura to start to flow around him, the wind around him starting to pick up.
Though as soon as he activated his aura, the handle of the weapon suddenly got very hot, causing the man to drop the weapon.
'Seems like it doesn't want to be disturbed. Not that I blame it. It must have made a massive leap if it had to use so much energy.' Ozpin thought.
'Though how was the boy even able to make the contract to begin with? From what I can see he doesn't even have his aura unlocked.' He thought.
His thought was cut off by the sound of rapid footprints coming his way. In the distance, Professor Peach could be seen in the distance, with a medical kit in hand.
"I came as fast as I could, so where is the boy you spoke of?" Peach asked with a worried expression on her face.
"He's right here. He hasn't had any changes in his behavior, but shows no signs of waking up anytime soon." Ozpin stated.
Peach began to inspect the boy to see if he showed any symptoms of any sickness, disease, or injury to the internal organs.
"So far, I have nothing Ozpin, he seems perfectly fine. If you want, I can take him to the Medical District here in Beacon for a further examination." Peach stated.
"Yes, that seems to be the best course of action right now. Let me know if he wakes up, I have some questions for him." Ozpin said.
Peach nodded and began to carry the boy to the Medical District for a further examination. Ozpin sighed heavily. As much as he was concerned for the boy's health, the blade was more important right now. He picked up the blade from the ground and began to make his way to Beacon's library.
As Ozpin arrived at the library, he began to search for the book that may or may not confirm his suspicions on the sword.
"Oh, hello Professor. Is there any particular reason why you're here after just leaving a few hours ago?" The librarian asked.
"Yes, I'm looking for this." Ozpin said as he pulled out a slip of paper from his back pocket.
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"I didn't take you for the type of person who would be into fairy tales." The librarian said.
'Oh you have no idea.' Ozpin thought to himself.
"May I ask why the sudden interest in this story?" She asked.
"I just want to confirm a suspicion of mine." Ozpin said.
"Very well, it is under the myths and legends category in the fifth row." She said, pointing to the top floor.
"Thank you." He said as he made his way up to the top floor of the library.
He continued to search under the Mythology category until he finally found what he was looking for; "Of Spirits and Weapons" He opened up the book and began to read.
"Long long ago, when the Kingdoms of Remnant were but simple towns, legends told of a legendary traveling blacksmith that went by the name of Olaf Avalonian. People say that his weapons were second to none because he was the very first person who started to manufacture dust into his weapons."
"One day during his travels across the lands of Remnant, he came across a temple. The temple held an old and ancient library."
"In that library, he found a book of incredible power. Though this was no ordinary book, rather than being filled with the stories of old, it was instead a book filled with various contracts. Once Olaf opened the book, twelve spirits came out and met the man, asking him what he was doing in there library. The man said that he was merely searching for ways to perfect his craft."
"The spirits requested that they hear his tale, wanting to know more about this unknown world that they were now in. Once the man had finished telling his tale, the spirits made an offer to the man. Free them from the book by signing a contact with the realm where they reside, and they would help serve him and this world however they see fit."
"The man agreed and signed the contract with the other realm. Allowing the spirits to be free to roam Remnant however they see fit. Though the spirits would need a vessel if mankind would ever have any hope in harnessing their power. Naturally, Olaf saw this as an opportunity to make his craft legendary. He allowed the spirits to use his weapons as a vessel."
"Once the deed was done, Olaf's craft became legendary. Warriors of all kinds would attempt to harness the power of the spirits, though only few would actually be able to forge a contact with them. The ones that did were rewarded with incredible power."
"Over time, they were given a tittle for there unimaginable power. They were known as the twelve Enchanted Weapons of Remnant."
"Though as the knowledge of the spirits spread throughout all of Remnant, so did the greed in the people's hearts. They wanted to take the Book of Contracts for themselves and make a fortune of their own."
"One day, a group of bandits attacked Olaf's convoy and demanded he gives them the Book of Contracts. Olaf refused, and the bandits attacked Olaf, though due to the power of the spirits, he was able to kill the bandits with ease."
"Seeing the dangers of keeping the book, he went back to the temple and returned the book to the library. He then took the remaining enchanted weapons he had and scattered them across Remnant."
"Though throughout the course of history, warriors would take these weapons for themselves and charge into battle with there abilities."
"Some say that the kings and queens of Remnant wielded these weapons to protect there people."
"Others say that Bandits would take them to have an easier time raiding the various villages of the kingdoms."
"No one knows what happened to Olaf after that."
"Some say he faded away in the ripples of time, while other's say he died due to his harsh and unhealthily working conditions."
"Though he left behind a legendary legacy, the vessels where the spirits reside are proof of his success."
Carnwennan: The Enchanted Dagger
Mjolnir: The Enchanted War Hammer
Indra: The Enchanted Bow
Rhongomiant: The Enchanted Spear
Cronus: The Enchanted Scythe
Sharur: The Enchanted Mace
Masamune: The Enchanted Katana
Perun: The Enchanted Axe
Dgraig Goch: The Enchanted Longsword
Flamberge: The Enchanted Sickles
Joyeuse: The Enchanted Rapier
Caliber: The Enchanted Sword
"No one knows what remains of the spirits to this day? Some say that they are nothing more than a myth. Some say that there is a possibility for the tale to hold truth."
"There have been rumors, tales, and songs based off of the different descendants of the weapons. It is a tale that has held throughout the sands of time."
"Though whether or not it keeps it's legacy will depend on the next generation of the weapon users."
Ozpin read through each individual weapon. Each weapon had a picture of what it looked like, and Ozpin stared long and hard at the last one, Caliber.
"So it is as I suspected. This weapon indeed holds the spirit of Caliber." Ozpin stated. Now a whole new series of questions were in his head as he confirmed his suspicions.
"How did that boy get his hands on such a powerful weapon?" He asked himself as he picked up his scroll and called Glynda.
"Hello? Oh, Professor Ozpin. Have you finished your errands?" Glydna asked.
"Not quite." I need you to meet me in the armory." Ozpin said.
"Understood, if you don't mind me asking, what for?"
"It appears that history is repeating itself once again." Ozpin said as he walked out of the library.
(The Next Day)
"To think that another one would just show up at our door once again." Glynda said.
"Yes, one of them hasn't appeared on our doorstep, not since all those years ago." Ozpin said.
"Tch, yes I am all aware of the actions that your pupil decided to take when they found out about the truth of the situation." She said.
"They made a choice, and that should not be something that they should be disgraced for." He said.
"Though to turn your back on the kingdom?!" Glynda asked.
"I said that they made a choice, I never said that I had to agree with the choice that they made." Ozpin said.
"..."
"I know how you looked up to them during your first years in Beacon." He said.
"It was but a childish admiration. I do not hold them in the high regard I held for them in the time of my youth." She said.
"Still, there was no shame in what they did." Ozpin said.
"Some of us have different thoughts on that matter." Glynda said.
"I was partially to blame for the way things turned out. Do not forget that, Glynda." He said.
"..."
"Though it is in the past now. We must look towards the future." Ozpin said.
"Yes, we must look for a new user for Caliber. With his power we might be able to even the odds in this war of ours." She said.
"I believe we already have a wielder." He said.
"Hmm?...You mean the boy who appeared in front of the school?" Glynda asked.
"Well, the spirit was willing to act on it's own accord to send him here. That means it has at least taken a slight interest in the boy." Ozpin said.
"Still, you know what could potentially happen if he doesn't learn to regulate the power properly." She said.
"Yes...I am aware of the risks." He said.
Though before Glynda could respond, she was quickly interrupted by the headmaster.
"Though there is no guarantee that he shall even desire to bear such power." Ozpin said. "Though if he is willing to take such risks, then I shall personally train him." He said.
"..."
"Though it will only be if he is willing to bear the responsibility for the power. Though in the end, the decision is up to him." He said.
"..."
"Have faith Glynda. His youth means he will have more time to get accustomed to the power." He said.
"Very well, for now, don't you have some students to pick out?" Glynda asked with a slight smirk on her face.
"Ah, yes, I will get right to that. Thank you, Glynda you are dismissed." Ozpin said. Glynda nodded as she walked out of his office. Ozpin pulled out his scroll and began to look at the list of first-year applications. As he scrolled down, four students managed to catch his eye.
"Hmm, Coco Adel, Fox Alistair, Velvet Scarlatina, and Yatsuhashi Daichi." Ozpin said to himself as he looked over their transcripts.
(Two Day's Later)
As the beginning of the school year was approaching, Ozpin, who had just finished picking out the rest of the first years, had decided to see if he could find the boy in any of the systems. So far he was having no such luck; he looked at medical records, the birth records from Vale, Vacuo, Mistral, and Atlas, any of the records of people who have made citizenship from outside the kingdoms. All showed no one who barred even the slightest resemblance to the boy's DNA, which he had gotten from Peach.
'It's almost as if he didn't exist until now.' Ozpin thought to himself, his thoughts were interrupted as his scroll began to ring. He looked at the number to see that it was Peach.
"Yes? What is it Vanessa, any news on the boy's behavior?" Ozpin asked.
"That's the thing, Ozpin, he was awake!" Peach said in an excited tone.
"Was? What do you mean by that?" Ozpin asked in a confused tone.
"Well he asked where he was, and I told him he was in the Medical District of Beacon Academy."
"Then what happened?"
"He passed out on the floor, so he's back in bed again. But, he's okay, for a second there I thought he was in some sort of a coma."
"I see, that's great news. Let me know when he wakes up again, I would like to speak with him personally."
"Okay, that's if he doesn't pass out again."
The connection cut off and the call ended. Ozpin then sat back in his chair with a slight smirk.
"This will be an interesting year."
Journal Entry #2
So, we've officially learned some new lore, unique to this fan-fic. The twelve enchanted weapon's, and I apparently have one of them in my possession for some reason.
Now, I will be the first one to say, that the Enchanted Weapons will NOT be OP. All of them will have there own unique strengths and weaknesses.
Now I know what you're probably asking, "Will we see more of the Enchanted Weapons through out the story?" No, you won't see some of them, you will see ALL of them.
I wouldn't have made twelve if I were only going to use one.
If that were the case I might as well have called the story, "The Legend of Caliber."
So don't worry, all of the weapons will make an appearance.
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