Been a while huh? so confession... my computer died and eliminated all my stuff on stories. So, yeah. Excuse out of the way, Chapter 4 of The Wit and the RWBY. I would like to point out that while Hoid is limited to not harming people, he is still allowed to kill soulless abominations.
I don't own the Stormlight Archives or RWBY.
Hoid was not happy. He'd hopped through several worlds, searched all around Roshar, and still couldn't find anything on the man who'd come to Remnant. Saying he was annoyed would be putting it lightly, and even his boundless patience had run out. He sighed and went back to Beacon, walking into the cafeteria as everyone was waking in the ballroom. A simple meal of pancakes and bacon later, he was waiting with Ozpin by the cliff face, a row of spring boards in front of him. He poked at one, his old mood and grin returning.
"Honestly, Ozpin, your the only one whose come up with such a brilliant way of testing kids in all the cosmere. Launching them into a forest filled with deadly creatures at high speeds? I'd think I came up with it myself."
"Your sense of humor must be rubbing off on me."
"Clearly not, or you'd be completely unbearable to be around," Came the snappy reply. Hoid stood up, watching the students drift out of the school, weapons in hand. Whose bright idea was it to make everything a gun anyway? It has so many moving parts the likelihood of it jamming is stupidly high. The blacksmiths in this world lack Wit.
Hoid tuned out Ozpin, noting three girls looking at him. White and Ruby he knew from the other day, though Yang hadn't been there. He supposed Ruby must have told her about their encounter.
The pads started launching and the moment of recollection ended. Hoid watched all the students fly through the air, the last one, Vomit Boy he believed his name was, flapping his arms desperately and screaming until a flash of red and Gold sent him shooting to the side. A muffled thank you made Hoid chuckle before he walked to the edge of the cliff himself.
"It would be easier to keep an eye on them all using the cameras, you know," Ozpin said.
"I'm only interested in a few, and besides, I have a bit of... energy I need to use up after searching for so long."
Ozpin nodded and said nothing else. Hoid casually waved. Then dropped off the side of the cliff.
Hoid landed quite gracefully for a fall off a 50 meter cliff, by which I mean that when his legs broke and repaired, he was in a sitting position against the cliff wall, quite casual. He stood up and calmly walked into the forest, knowing any grimm close to the cliff would be passed over by students. The first thing he ran into was a rather large pack of beowolves, about 25 in total, and several ursai. Hoid simply smiled. It had been a while since he could let loose. He wanted to retain his edge.
Hoid drew the silver rapier at his side, the short blade shimmering and catching the eye of the alpha, the grimm barely having time to turn before the blade speared out, going straight through the eye to the brain. The other grimm noticed the black cloaked figure as their leader dissolved, howling war cries as Hoid simply smiled.
"You creatures truly are the things keeping me from losing my Wit," Hoid said. Perhaps he needed a new joke, he pondered as the grimm charged.
And that's done. So I am not the best writer and my main challenge is writing good dialogue and fight scenes. I was serious when I said I was running out of jokes. Anyway, that's it for now, and the next three chapters should be posted over the next few days. Please leave a review, I like getting feedback whether criticism or praise, and stay tuned. Until next time, where we see How Dangerous Ones Wit Can Be.