In response to Kilo 6's comment on the strange pacing from the super fast first chapter and the slow chapter two, Michael just woke up, and his mind was still trying to "wake up" and I didn't want to linger in the MH World for too long, and it was mainly a way to introduce how the worlds are being connected. While the slower chapter two was to help explain how the two worlds would interact with one another. I hope this clears things up with the strange pacing.

Also, I misspelled Frevel & Sursis as Frevel and Survis in the last chapter, my B

Chapter 3: King of the Emerald Forest

"So , assuming you came out of that portal, you must not know what Aura, Dust or Semblances are?" Glynda asked while walking through the empty corridors of the school.

"No idea. By the way, where are all the students? I thought this was an academy," Michael replied.

"Your fellow classmates just finished up with their mock battles against one another, and are currently eating in the dining hall."

"Aw man, I was wondering how the food would taste in this world. Oh, should I keep this whole 'from another world' thing a secret from everyone?"

"Yes, yes you should."

Now inside the clinic, Glynda began running tests on Michael's height, weight, aura, etc. Michael was slim, which perplexed her, seeing as he could carry that giant scythe like a backpack. She also saw that he had a huge reserve of aura, but it seemed more concentrated in certain parts of his body.

"Could you change into that set of clothes there? It will help make this go by faster, plus, walking around with half of your body exposed isn't going to help your first impressions with the other students."

"You got it Teach!" Michael said as he went behind one of the clinic drapes to change. There were some cargo shorts and a plain black t-shirt on the clinic bed.

"Don't call me that," Glynda replied with a crack of her riding crop.

"OK," Michael thought, "note to self, calling her Teach pisses her off and causes things to...float?" Michael saw the clinic bed and his armor that he took off begin to levitate.

"Uh, wh-what's with the floating bed?" Michael whimpered.

Glynda began to lecture, "Time for your crash course . A Semblance is a projection of one's Aura, which can take many different forms such as telekinesis or super strength. Each person's Semblance is unique and can be trained and manipulated to help a Huntsman or Huntress against all odds. Aura is the manifestation of the soul, that flows through every living creature. Dust is crystallized energy that occurs naturally in nature, which we use to power our airships and buildings, a source of ammunition, and can even be applied to clothing or even directly to a person to enhance themselves. Now, are there any questions?"

"What types of Dust are there?" Michael asked.

"There are lots of Dust types, but the main four that can combine to make them are Water, Earth, Wind, and Fire."

Seeing as they occur naturally, Michael could guess that Aura and Dust could be this world's form of bioenergy, and the fact they take the form of crystals, they could very well be signs of tempered monsters or even another powerful Elder Dragon like Xeno'Jiiva; continually storing bioenergy under everyone's noses.

Looking at his data, Glynda now saw that Michael's Aura has been brought to a significantly lower level than when he had his armor on, well if you could call it armor.

"Do you feel sick, or exhausted at all?" Glynda said with concern since such a fast depletion of Aura would only cause negative effects on the person, but he seemed just fine.

"Nope, as good as can be! I should mention that the armor and weapons I use are made from the monsters I've hunted, and with the help of some Wyverian forging techniques, they help draw out powers, similar to the powers of the monster that makes up that piece of equipment. Here, maybe you should see yourself." Michael hands over his Odogaron Coil, Frevel & Sursis, and Dragonking Eyepatch for her to scan.

Glynda saw that the strange waist and eyepatch had high levels of Aura, each having its own field of Aura. Even the weapon, despite being inanimate, seems to exude its own Aura. "Well, despite the novel method of your Aura usage, it seems to be stable, so give me a couple of minutes to get this archived, would you like to know anything else before we head to your room?"

"Hm… will I have to share a room with someone else because I'd rather not? Also, what is the Emerald Forest like? And I'm gonna assume that this 'semblance' is something that I probably won't have."

"Seeing as there are no other students coming in as of now, you probably won't. Additionally, your weapon collection might need the space. As for the Emerald Forest, it is fairly dense mainly containing oak trees and lots of species of Grimm, and an abandoned temple is located on the northern side of the forest. And there is still a chance for you to develop a semblance; as long as you have an Aura, it isn't out of the question." Glynda replied as she was archiving the results of her scans.

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"I didn't land far from the school..." Jaune said.

"Jaune, you know if you ever need help you can just ask," replied Pyrrha.

"OOH! We'll break his legs!" Nora exclaimed, with a fire in her eyes.

"Guys, really, it's fine! Besides, it's not like he's only a jerk to me; he's a jerk to everyone." Jaune said as he saw Cardin bullying a Faunus student, pulling at her ears as his teammates ridiculed her.

Before Jaune could walk away from Team RWBY and his teammates, he felt his scroll vibrate. Reluctantly, he pulled it out, revealing a message sent by Headmaster Ozpin. The message stated, "All first-year team leaders report to Beacon Cliff immediately. Details will be given once all first-year team leaders have arrived." Jaune wondered why only the team leaders were asked to go; mainly because he wanted to be left alone right now.

While Jaune was busy self-loathing, and deciding whether or not to actually go, he was interrupted by a smack on the back none other than Cardin Winchester.

"Come on Jauney Boy, let's go see the Headmaster. You wouldn't want to show up late now do you?" Cardin said condescendingly with a smirk on his face, leaving the dining hall.

Ruby came up to Jaune, "Don't let him get to you Jaune. Now let's go see what Ozpin wants."

"Alright then," Jaune lamented.

While heading towards Beacon Cliff, Jaune and Ruby noticed a giant wooden wagon, filled to the brim with all types of weapons trying to fit into the doors of the first-year dormitories being pushed by some guy with a giant scythe hanging on his back, and a tiny cat. Next to them, they could see with an irritated look on her face. With a wave of her riding crop all the weapons filtered into the dormitory building, and the three of them went inside.

"What do you think was happening there?" Jaune asked.

"I don't know. What I do know is that I wanna see what all those weapons can do!" Ruby replied excitedly.

Now at Beacon Cliff, Jaune, Ruby, and Cardin, as well as a few of the other first-year team leaders, were there. Ozpin stood there, with his usual cup of hot cocoa, and a stoic expression. As he took mental note of who showed up before who, he began to speak.

"Sorry to interrupt your lunch break, but this takes precedence. The reason you are all here is to evaluate the initiation of a new first-year transfer student. If he passes initiation, one of you will have to add him to your team, seeing as your teams were formed a couple of weeks ago. Speaking of which, glad you could join us."

Ozpin gestured behind them with his can, and the team leaders saw a boy, wearing an eyepatch, as well as very revealing armor. The bits that were actually armor were made up of cloth and bone. On his back was a black, purple and gold scythe, which seems to be folded up at the moment. By his feet was a tiny cat which wore glowing bridal gowns. Ozpin gestured him to come forward and began to introduce him.

"This is Michael Seraph, he has been fighting for a couple of years, working as a traveling guard for hire outside of the kingdoms helping defend villages, and have decided to enroll at Beacon."

"Hello! I hope we can get along well!" Michael said with a bright smile.

"Were you the guy pushing that giant wagon of weapons into the dorms?" Jaune asked.

"Indeed I was."

"OhmygodohmygodyouhaveascythetooIhaveonewhatsyoursdowhereareyourotherweaponswhatdotheydocanIseeyourotherweaponswherearetheyanywaysohwaitthey'rebackatthedormsanywaymynamesRubyitsnicetomeetyou!" Ozpin could see that Ruby was a little excited for the new exchange student, it also seemed that she was running out of breath.

"Nice to meet you too, I guess you really like weapons. You okay, you seem like you're dying."

"I'm...ugh...I'm good, yeah, can I get a little help Jaune," she gestured towards him.

"Alright Ruby, just sit down and take a breather," he said to her, helping her sit down.

"Michael, these are first-year team leaders, and you will be joining one of their teams for the next four years of your attendance here at Beacon, assuming you pass initiation of course," Ozpin said with a small grin on his face.

"I always see a quest through! Tell me what I gotta do and I'll get it done faster than a Diablos can break a wildspire!" Michael exclaimed with confidence.

"You will be under surveillance with the plethora of cameras set up throughout the Emerald Forest, which can be viewed on the scrolls of everyone here, while you go and slay any Grimm you find in the forest. Each species of Grimm have a point value, and once you reach a certain point value, you will successfully pass initiation, any questions?"

"Is there a limit to how far I can go?"

"The forest is yours to explore."

"Also is there a way for me to know the point values and how much I have?"

"Of course, I almost forgot, here, take this. This is your scroll, out in the field, it acts as a gauge for your aura as well as your teammates, show your objective and progress if it is a registered mission, etc. It also acts as our form of communication with one another, a form of identification, and can be used to store data like documents. I suggest familiarizing yourself with it." Ozpin handed what Michael saw as a tablet, with pictures of different types of monsters which he had never seen before, but much less intimidating than the ones back home.

"Great, now how do we get down there?"

"If you could, take a couple steps to your right would you?"

"Ok but I don't see how tha-" Michael was cut off by being sent flying by the launchpad towards the Emerald Forest.

Ditnov, having to watch Michael be flung into the forest without his trusty partner by his side. Began to run to the edge of the cliff in order to jump off and regroup with him, but was promptly stopped by a cane being stuck in his face.

"This is his initiation, and if he can't survive on his own, he has no right to attend this academy," Ozpin said sternly.

"Shouldn't he have a teammate, since you're going to add him to one anyways?" Ditnov retaliated.

"He must prove that he can defend himself before he can defend others," Ozpin said with almost no look of concern on his face.

Ditnov angrily replied, "Fine, my meowster is more than capable enough on his own! I don't expect anything less but flying stars from him on this test of yours. It's your loss that you won't see MY purrfect hunting skills." afterward, Ditnov took a seat on the cliffside and took his coral horn out, softly playing some tunes on it.

"Now that I think about it, a fall from this height is nothing compared to that one drop off of the Legiana nest," Michael thought while flying through the sky of the Emerald Forest. "Although, I am being watched by people, so it wouldn't hurt to show off a little bit, now would it?"

Aiming his grappling hook, Michael couldn't find any Wedge Beetles on any of the tree branches, so some improv is in order. He shot his grappling hook into the branches of one of the taller trees, and once it hooked on to some of the branches, he retracted it, send him hurtling even faster toward the ground. Transforming Frevel & Sursis into sword mode, Michael braced and to prevent himself from face-planting into the tree bark, he stabbed into the tree, stopping all his forward momentum. After that, he simply pulled the sword out, and landed on the ground, transforming his weapon back into axe mode.

"Now, let's see. A lot of the cannon fodder seems to be Grimm that look like wolves, bears, and boars. The bigger targets give a lot more points, a giant crow, a two-headed snake, a scorpion," Michael continued to scroll through his Scroll, when he saw a Beowolf appear from the brush, then some more, and more until he was completely surrounded by a pack of them, around 12 of them, with two being larger in size and heavily armored compared to the other pack mates.

The two larger Beowolves let out a howl, and the lesser ones began to charge toward Michael.

Michael replied by wildly swinging his Frevel & Sursis around, with all of them dissipating after cleaved in half.

"Wow, all they do is charge straightforward, not tactics at all. This is barely even a warm-up." Michael thought, but he could see that the larger Grimm were watching from a distance, staring him down. "Judging by their features, they might actually last a little longer. Well if they aren't going to come to me, I guess I'll have to move first!" Michael began to charge at them.

Most of Michael's swings would either bounce off of their bony armor or they would dodge, wait for him to wear himself out before going in for the kill.

"Damn, these guys are faster than they look," Michael said, panting from swinging Frevel & Sursis too much.

The Alpha Beowolves began their assault, lunging at him with their claws and snapping at him with their jaws, putting Michael on the defensive. Michael continuously dodged their strikes, but one flanked him, getting a bite on his left arm, thankfully Michael's gauntlets kept him from getting it torn off, but the Beowolf wouldn't let go.

Transforming into sword mode, Michael turned his attention to the other Beowolf, attempting the same thing, most likely to tear him in two, with a little game of tug-of-war. With a thrust of his sword, Michael skewered the charging Beowolf, and followed up by lifting the sword over his head to bring it down through the Beowolf that kept his grip on his arm.

"Now that they're a nice Grimm-kabob, let's cook 'em up!" Frevel & Sursis began to glow, the cracks between the scales that made it began to emanate a dark purple light, constantly damaging the insides of the two Alpha Beowolves. Their howls of agony were cut short by a giant explosion of the same purple light, sending Michael flying backward, and transforming back into axe mode.

Checking his scroll, Michael saw that he lost, at most, about 10% of his aura, and barely even filled the requirement for the initiation. "If I'm going to do this, I need to find a bigger target. If it's anything like the Ancient Forest, there should be more lethal Grimm the deeper in I go. Seeing as the Grimm thrive on the destruction of civilization, there should be more lethal Grimm at the abandoned temple that Teach was talking about."

Heading north towards the temple, Michael found a giant feather fall from the sky. "Finally, some tracks! Alright scout flies, make me proud guys and find me a monster worth my time!"

From his waist, a small cage held small, glowing lights. The lights are from scout flies, and once they get the scent of a monster, ore deposit, camp, or anything else, they'll track it to the ends of the earth. But they scare easily, so if the hunter they are with gets in trouble, they hide back into the cage until it's safe.

As expected, the scout flies headed north towards the abandoned temple. Michael continued to find more and more tracks, claw gashes, feathers, and chunks of bone armor which he could assume was from a giant Nevermore since there wasn't any listing of any other large flying Grimm in the area.

Michael arrived at the abandoned temple, ruins that lay over a deep valley, covered in a mist, unable to see the bottom. Stone structures line one side of the canyon, and long bridges span criss-cross above the canyon. In the middle of them, a giant stone tower, where a giant Nevermore is perched, overlooking the entire Emerald Forest.

The Nevermore saw Michael, and let out a high-pitched caw, and began to take off, shooting a shower of feathers at him. Volley after volley, the Nevermore's feathers would get closer and closer to their mark, leaving Michael unable to approach without getting impaled.

The Nevermore began to advance, flying around the stone structures in order to build up speed before swooping down to catch its prey. After a while, it soared high into the sky past the clouds, obscured from Michael's view.

Michael thought to himself, "where is it, I can't see it thro-" all of the sudden, the Nevermore dove out from the clouds with a loud screech.

BOOM BOOM BOOM

Plummeting down toward the ground, the Nevermore was bombarded by three fireballs coming from above, and then a smaller, but much faster monster dove out from the clouds. It dug its claws into the back of the Nevermore, somehow able to carry it despite the Nevermore being twice its size. It quickly flung the Nevermore at Michael, and it crashed into him and into the ruins. Before the Nevermore could recover from being flung to the ground, the smaller monster slammed its talons into the face of the Nevermore from the momentum of it flying to the ground. With the Nevermore pinned down, the creature flapped its wings, and shot a fireball with so much force it launched itself off of the ground. Though the fireball was instead shot at the ruins, causing the structure to collapse and fall onto the Nevermore, smothering it in seared stones.

Michael, finally getting out of the rubble, sees that the Nevermore's corpse has dissipated like the other Grimm, and can finally see the surprise assailant.

The monster had white bony plating on its head and back. The tail was also bony, with the bones being spiked in shape, and the scales were mainly red, but some of its scales seemed to be turning into a dark black. The jaw that bites into the necks of Aptonoth, the intricate patterns on the webbing of the wings, the fireballs it bombards its prey and intruders with, and it's maneuverability unrivaled by anything else was all too familiar to Michael. The creature began to circle around again, shooting fireball after fireball towards Michael who just got out of the rubble from its little turf war with the Nevermore. The fire began to spread quickly, causing lots of smoke to obscure the area. A silhouette flapping its wings in place could be seen in the smoke, staring down the small hunter looking up at it. The creature beat its wings with great force, causing the smoke to be wafted away to finally reveal the creature.

"Well, if it isn't the King of the Skies himself. Nice to see you again, Rathalos."

So yeah, this one took a little longer than the other for a couple of reasons. The more legitimate reason was that I was debating how the initiation should go, and who would be the first monster to show its face to our hunter. Who else but the poster boy for the franchise? The other reason was that I may or may not have been grinding really hard for the wiggler helmet, Horizon Zero Dawn crossover and crown hunting in the event quest. Also helping some of my friends progress through the game, so yeah.

I really want to improve my writing of combat, because I feel like I'm doing something wrong. So if you have any tips on writing, or just have thoughts you want to share about the story, leaving a review is greatly appreciated. Even if you just say that you like it, or you don't, any feedback is still feedback that I can use to try to improve the story.