Chapter 3: Welcome to Beacon
A/N: Sorry I haven't posted anything new to this story in a long time I've been dealing with stuff and stuff . Anyway down below is what wash will be mainly using throughout this story in case anyone has trouble in visioning it ,
Washington attire : (Combat uniform) cobalt and yellow odst armor (florida armor without the bandolier) yellow accents on the helmet and shoulder pieces,gold visor , tac pad on left arm . (Combat uniform )cobalt and yellow accented mark 6 armor( grey and yellow in flashbacks ).(school uniform) black suit lined with gold,blue vest, white dress shirt and red tie. (Casual) custom black grey hooded leather jacket , duel yellow strips on each arm ,( jacket capable of taking several rounds of small arm fire and close range melee weapons), modified gun range glass (connects to the jacked and acts as HUD and reads vital signs ) white tshirt, blue jeans, combat boots.
Weapons : battle rifle (halo 3 ), custom gunmetal grey M6D magnum ( la memoria รจ la chiave engraved on the gun), combat knife, sleeve of throwing knifes
Armor enhancements: EMP unit , bio scan , healing unit , prototype healing unit ( dust infused ) , enhanced motion tracker .
Some point in the future ...
It's a dark and somber night in the medical wing of Beacon Academy . As a blonde in a orange tank top and black shorts stood silently in the room . Her lilac gaze fell upon the battered and beaten blonde that lay before her . His eyes closed shut his face pale . His seemingly lifeless body covered in bandages and connected to an array of machines. If it weren't for the quiet beeps emitting from one of the machines she would have thought him to be dead.
She lets out a quiet sigh . Why did this happen she ask herself . Why did things get this bad. .
She leans forward and hovers above his motionless face . Her lilac eyes studying his face his eyes were closed shut dark purple bags under his eyes , streaks of grey in his dirty blonde hair , bandages covering the small gashes on his face . Why did this happen she finds herself asking her the question again . She bites her lip to keep herself from crying as she felt she could have done something .
I wonder she thinks to herself . She closes her eyes and slowly moves her head down . Maybe just maybe she tells herself as she puckers her lips . Only to stop less then an inch away from his lips her warm breath hitting his motionless face .
No she scolds herself shaking her head , standing up and taking a step back . What the hell am I thinking this's would work . This isn't a damn fairy tail she would have read to Ruby . This isn't a story where one kiss would wake him up . One kiss that would wake him up and heal all his wounds making everything better in the process .
No this is real life . She slumps down onto the chair by his bed and puts her face into her hands . Finding it harder to hold back the tears . Damn it , damn it , damn it she mentally screams . She puts her head down onto the bed by his hand . Her face buried into the sheets as warm streaks of tears poured down her face . Damn it I can't even prevent myself from crying she scolds herself . She can't blame herself as she both blames him and herself for what happened ,
if only he had listened . If he wasn't such a tool . Maybe if he had been more open to them . Or at least her . Maybe if he hadn't pushed everyone away like he did . Like how he pushed her away to . After all she thought they shared a strong bond the part of her that blamed him argued .
But then again she overheard his conversation with Ozpin and got a hint as to why he was so distant . Maybe if she had been more patient . More trying to eas him into opening up . Maybe if she hadn't acted the way she acted when he pushed her away the part of her that blamed herself argued .
"Damn it ", she quietly crocks through the tear . She's never felt this helpless . After all all she can really do is hope that hell wake up .
Present Day
Washs POV
" In other news the controversial mercenary group known as the Reds and Blues breaks headlines again ".
I open my eyes and turn my head to the source of the voice . Only to see a woman with short white hair , amber eyes , in a lavender and black suit on the screen of the airships TV .
"Once again they're being called into question on whether they're helpful to society or more destructive to society . This is the same group that is controversial for their online PSAs ", she says . As the camera cuts to an image of two men in mark 6 armor one in red the other blue , the camera quickly cuts to clip from one of their PSAs , and then to that of a burning building .
The Reds and Blues huh ? I wonder how those idiots are doing since I left them . Remembering how they found me after the crash .
"May I have your attention please ! We are now landing at Beacon Academy . Please gather all your personal belongings and exit the airship in an orderly fashion ", the pilots voice came over the PA . Snapping me out of my thoughts .
Standing up I pick up the two duffle bags I have with me . One duffle containing my mark 6 armor and the other armor both painted cobalt and yellow as apposed to my grey and yellow , along with a few other civilian cloths as we'll . My second duffle contained my weapons and other armor enhancements . Pulling out my M6D I check to make sure that there's a loaded mag before tucking it into the back of my pants . I then pull out a sleeve of throwing knives and fasten it around my arm before concealing the knives with the sleeve of my black hooded yellow stripped leather jacket . I put on my custom shooter glasses and wait for it to boot up and display my vital and HUD before heading to the door .
As the airships doors open I shift the bags to where they're both on one side of me so I can have easier access to my knives and magnum . As the door opened and as the ramp lowers I see it Beacon Academy a much different design to the militaristic building I have come accustomed to . A fancy and pretty school for learning to kill monsters . The buildings of Beacon silhouetted by the yellow and orange sunset sky.
Its beautiful don't you think . I squeeze the moon medallion that's around my neck . Remembering how she asked me that once while we watched the sunset after a mission .
Regaining my composer I look around and notice very few students . Which works perfectly for me . Those lingering around and do see me will most likely see a man in a black hooded yellow striped leather jacket , in blue jeans and combat boots beginning his journey as a huntsman . I look down the ramp and I see Ozpin standing there cane in one hand and cup of coffee in the other . Next to him stood a green eyed blonde wearing a long sleeved white suit , a black and purple cape , with black legging and black boots , holding a data pad in her hand .
"Greetings I'm professor Ozpin Headmaster of Beacon Academy and this is my fellow professor and assistant Glynda Goodwitch. It's a pleasure to meet you David ", he says in a greeting tone as I get to the bottom of the ramp .
" Call me Washington ", I state dryly .
Ozpin raises an eyebrow and ask in a questioning tone , " are you not comfortable with people calling you by your first name ?"
"Only my friends and people I trust call me by my first name ", I reply . " And they are ?", he ask .
"None ", I reply coldly.
Ozpin stares at me for what feels like a good 30 seconds before finally speaking ," Very we'll Washington , but given time at this school I do hope you learn to open up a bit ."
" Right this way please ", Glynda says .
I remain silent for most of the tour as they take me through the grand hall of beacon .
"Since you have enrolled into this school you'll need to pass initiation . However due to the fact you have enrolled 3 weeks past the the initiation for most first years . You'll have a different for of invitation ", Glynda says .
I continue to remain silent taking in my surroundings as we pass several classrooms and rooms labeled as training .
"Furthermore while you remain at beacon you will like any other student. You'll be going through the standerd classes , the mission when the time arises , and most importantly expected to follow the school rules . However if you do break a school rule you'll be facing sever punishment . Any questions", she ask . While giving me a stern look as we stop before my designated room .
"Yeah , how many people know about my past and why I'm here ?"
"Only Glynda and myself know about your past and the terms of why your hear ", Ozpin replies . " However id you do decide to disclose that information that's entirely up to you .
I remain silent glaring at him . Without words telling him I'll never will . Ozpin however seemed to be unfazed and simply took a sip from his mug . Glynda opens the door and hands me the key .
"This room like all the dorm rooms at beacon are designed to house a full team composed of 4 students . However due to your particular circumstance you'll be occupying this room alone ", Glynda says .
I simply reply with a kurt nod .
" furthermore your invitation test will be in four days . However you choose to use these four days to prepare is entirely up to you . But it is we'll advised to use them wisely ", she says in a stern instructive tone before closing the door to my room letting me get settled in .
When I can no longer hear their footsteps I begin to quickly search my room . Looking for any cameras or bugs . I then turn my attention to the large window in my room . I very carefully peak from the curtains scanning the horizon for any glare of a potential sniper. Shutting the blinds I then sety duffles on the bed farthest from the window and closest to the door . I bend over and pear under the bed looking for anything that doesn't belong. Once I've done that I find a neatly stacked cloths on the bed next to mine . A black suit lined with gold , accompanied by a white dress shirt , blue vest and red tie . I pick up the uniform and set it lightly down on my bed . I do one more search around my room .
I'm to antsy I know I feel my paranoia creeping up on my . I look down at my duffle contain my weapons and I pick it up . I head out the door and down the halls .
"Epsilon do a scan of the school , download the map and get me to the training area ", I tell him mentally .
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I find the training room a sleek arena like design . According to Epsilon the training room I'm currently in is designed for person on person combat , holo simulated targets , with a small rapid changing environmental design . Being in such a place brings back countless memories of the training room on board the MOI . I remove my battle rifle from my duffle and I then insert a mag into it .
I then head over to the arenas controls setting the targets to over a dozen human targets . As I do so the arena begins to change pillars begin to emerge from the ground forming different forms of cover . The targets are orange genderless humanoid holograms with weapons ranging from swords,axes ,pistols ,and rifles . I take a combat stance as the arena begins to count down .
They rush me when the announcement hits zero . I quickly fire three burst dropping three of them with easy succession . I wonder if this will work . I quickly dive behind a pillar as their bullets hit it . Will this truly work ? I roll from cover taking down more of the targets . Am I truly safe here ? I run in-between cover firing my battle rifle taking down each target with each burst until the display on my rifle reads zero . I quickly pull out my magnum and I begin to fire. Is this really a good place for me ? I continue dropping targets with precision head shots .
Or is this just the calm before the storm . I continue firing until my mag is empty , I press myself up against a pillar and I remove my throwing knives . The storm where I have to run from him , the monster ,my former friend . I get out of cover throwing two knives at the targets , both knives lodging themselves into the targets heads . I throw my knife at the last target losing it into its head , the target falls and disappeared causing my knife to clatter to the floor . And theres always you Director . I remain silent as the arena return to its normal state.
"That was so awesome !", a high pitch feminine voice says from behind me . Jolting me out of my train of thought I turn to see who's behind me. Standing behind me stood a short girl with blackish red hair with silver eyes , dressed in a black blouse , black waist cincher with red laces , a black skirt with red trimmings , and a red hooded cape. Her eyes seemingly glistening her mouth open wide with sheer amazement .
" That was so awesome you were all like wah ", she says while moving her arms . " And then you were all like kata ", she says continuing to move her arms dramatically. Only to stop when she sees me looking at her confused .
"Oh Uh ...right sorry ", she quickly chirps. Glancing at me quickly before looking away. She quickly tucks her hands behind her back and begins to rock back and forth on her feet . " Uh I haven't seen you around you must be new. I'm Ru-"
"Miss Ruby Rose please report to Ozpins office immediately", Glyndas voice said over the PA . Interrupting the girl before she could finish her sentence .
She flinches and seemingly shrinks where she stands ." Hehe ...Uh er ..yeah that's me ", she says awkwardly.
" I better get going. Uh I hope to see you around new guy ", she says before taking off into a red blur and rose petals before I have a chance to respond. I brush off some of the rose petals that had landed on my shoulder . That must have been her sembalance .
"Well that was uh interesting ", Epsilon says from within my head .
3rd Person POV
Ruby burst through the doors of Ozpins office bringing in a stream of rose petals ."I'm sorry sorry sorry I'm late . I got distracted there was this guy and he was awesome an-"
She stops herself when she realizes the eyes of Glynda , Ozpin , Yang , and the guy in a blue and aqua Hawaiian shirt are on her . Ruby shrinks where she stands . " Er are we in trouble ", she ask very timidly .
" I can reassure you you and Long aren't in any trouble . This is just a continuation about the events that transpired last night ", says Ozpin . He jesters to the empty seat beside Yang .
Ruby quickly gets into the chair . She quickly glances at Ozpin and then at her sister before turning her gaze to the ground .
"Tell us again what exactly happened last night ", Glynda says. While readjusting her glasses .
Yang began ," Well we were walking around the city of Vale at night when we heard a commotion. And the commotion turned out to be a store gett ing robbed so we-"
"Decided to help ", Ruby interjects before Yang could finish . "But by we she really means her and it was awesome she took down like 5 of them. She like sent 3 of them through walls -"
"Pleas don't punish up ", cried out Ruby as she rapped her arms around Yang . Clearly remembering how her first meet up with Ozpin and Glynda involved stopping a robbery .
" Yeah and on top of that the shop owner said he wasn't going to charge us for the property damages ", Yang says quickly flashing a smile . It was clear that both girl still thought that they were going to be punished .
Ozpin Sat there with an amused look on his face . Glynda opened her mouth to say something . But the man in the Hawaiian shirt spoke first .
"To be honest with you girls you took an initiative that most wouldn't . You made a decision that puts a spring in my step and a bounce in my britches. If I weren't your school consulor I would pick you both up , give you a gigantic bear hug and make you call me daddy . Or my name isn't consulor . Butch . Flowers ", he says proudly.
"Uhm...thank God for the system hierarchy", Yang says awkwardly.
A/N: There you have it that concludes chapter 3 . Once again I'd sorry it took me so long to update this story .
Up next : Chapter 4: A Night Time Encounter
