Author's Note: Whoo we finally get some violence! YAY! Should I be worried about that? Of course second voice in my head that appears to be early signs of schizophrenia! But backing away from that I'm so excited I finally get to write something besides talk, talking, and more talking. There is only so much I can Travis' insults before I question my life choices. Hopefully this will turn out fine. My apologies for the descriptions of the weapons and armor in advance.
Chapter 4: Round One! And Two I Guess.
It was late in the night the campus of Beacon was silent. Well except for the metalshop as the sound of grinders, welding torches, and milling machines were running wild in the night. Travis stood above a table looking at his craftsmanship with jubilee. He wiped his brow of sweat and collapsed onto a nearby chair. The past week had been a rough on Team BBRS, they had their first exam in Oobleck's class and oh boy was it a doozy. They had been introduced to the full Team JNPR after meeting Miss Nikos the other day. While Ren and Nora gave the Euphonium player weird vibes about their relationship, Jaune on the other hand seemed like a person they all could relate to. He was weak, unqualified, a wimp, something all of them had in common with the leader of Team JNPR. Plus, Travis had an easy time making fun of him. The sound of the door opening caught the attention of the tired student. From behind him was the blonde boxer Yang in her combat clothes grinning ear to ear with her hands on her hips.
"So you gonna be ready?" She asked eagerly hoping to smash his face in.
Travis sighed, "Yes, preparation are complete. Your ass kicking will come tomorrow on the battlefield."
Yang appeared to be hurt,but it was a faux pas, along with an exaggerated hurtful sigh. "That's no way to talk to a lady."
"I'll be sure to watch my language when I'm around a lady then."
Oh so that's how we're going to play, Yang thought to herself letting Travis' insult stew for awhile. She was about to retort his comment before another voice rang out. "Of for god's sake why don't you two just get a room!?" Reese yelled, his head peering out of the tarp where he kept his weapon hidden from the group.
Travis, and Yang, just glared at Reese who just went back to his hovel frustrated and annoyed by the two's constant conversation. Yang had stolen Travis' notebook two days ago and Travis had put gravy instead of BBQ sauce on a steak and gave it as an 'apology'. Sooner or later their confrontation needed to happen or Travis might go all supervillain on them and create a nuclear warhead to blow up Yang.
"Miss Xiao Long-"
"Yang."
Ignoring her comment Travis repeated. "Miss Xiao Long if you please I need to get to bed, I am very tired and if you wish for a fair fight I will need my rest."
Let's see if I can make him squirm, she thought. "Well if you apologise maybe I can help you with that," she told Travis with a bit of seduction in her tone walking closer to him.
He didn't bite instead his eyes narrowed and the tone in his voice went to anything but accepting of the advance she made. "Listen here! You can insult me, berate me, shove me in a hole and make me feel bad, but you will not be making any advances on me! Do you understand!?" He decided to not say the next that popped in his mind for fear she would destroy him right where he stood, he was still a bit afraid of her. His mind was screaming, begging him to say: Damn, blonde bimbo.
She hadn't meant for him to take it too seriously. She backed away a bit frightened, she saw the anger in his eyes with a fury that could almost match her's. Reese now wiping his hands clean with a rag ended the conversation. "Yang, I think it would be best if you didn't bother him the rest of today and tomorrow. Just focus on your fight." Yang took this chance to leave after thanking Reese for showing a little bit of decency while looking at Travis, who was about to grab a hammer and smash her brains in. When Yang left Travis let out a sigh and shook his head. Reese then comforted him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry about her right now. You're just a little fried at the moment from the week we've had."
"I suppose you're right Reese," Travis said wiping his eyes and chin with his palms, "god I hope I can take her down.
"Or take her out?" Reese jokingly corrected. Travis turned to Reese with a look that said: You wanna go too?. "I'm just kidding man. You could never get a girl like her. She's out of your league."
Travis turned back to the weapons that laid on the table and grabbing a screwdriver began to look them over. "You know that doesn't help the self esteem issues I've been hiding for years. And we know she's definitely in your league Reese." His last comment was filled to the brim with sarcasm.
"Whatever. I'm done here so you want to head out? Get some sleep?"
"Sure some sleep sound great right about now," Travis agreed about to turn towards the door till he stopped and pointed his screwdriver at the tarp, "but first you're going to show me what you did?"
"Travis c'mon it's a surprise."
"Reese either you show me or I go take a look myself. I recommend you go with the first option."
Reese with a sigh said, "Come on," before opening the tarp allowing Travis entry. Travis just stared at what Reese had made and said five simple words.
"What. The. F**k. Is. That?"
The next morning came as quite the surprise for the girls of Team RWBY. Yang was already gone, she usually was one of the last ones up and barely made it in before class started. The alarm went off to the groans of all three of the occupants. Weiss being the closest tried to shut it off by swinging her arm wildly in the general area of the clock while her face was still buried in her pillow. It was then that another hand pushed on the clock. Weiss looked up to see the smiling of Yang Xiao Long peering from above that nearly made her fall out of her bed.
"Good morning Ice Queen," she cheerfully greeted with a singsong tone in her voice .
Weiss rubbed her head from the bottom of the floor she sneered at the blonde who woke her up abruptly. "And just what do you think you're doing up so early?" Her stuck up voice asked. She had noticed she was already geared out for combat.
"Oh I thought it would be a good idea to get some extra training so I could beat in Travis' face a bit more," she grinned butting her knuckles together.
Ruby who was still groggy wiped her eyes and yawned and briefly caught their conversation. "You really want to beat down this kid huh?"
"Uh yeah, wouldn't you?"
It was Blake who suddenly chipped in already reading one of her many books. "While he isn't the nicest guy around don't you think you're being a bit too hasty?"
"Absolutely not. You heard the things he said to me! He needs to be taught a few manners."
They all knew that none of them would be able to convince Yang of anything short of beating the poor kid in. Yes Travis had put himself into this position but the death sentence from Yang was a bit harsh to say the least. It was then that the four girls of Team RWBY heard their next door neighbor's door slam with a few footsteps following. Muffle sounds of the three members welcoming their friend back could be heard. He must have trained too, Yang bit her thumb, he tenacious I'll give him that. She was about to go next door but then remembered Reese's words. She respected all the members of Team BBRS, except for Travis of course, and he did ask politely. When was she anything but a lady?
Sparring class was different from most classes, obviously. Every student wasn't going to fight because of how unpredictable fighting could be. Think of it like a batting order in baseball, you may not bat during this inning but you will next inning. Today they were doing one-on-ones until they went through the entire rotation. Usually it was by volunteers who got to go first but since Travis volunteered a week in advance everybody knew what was going to happen. Word of the two students beef caught like wildfire and everybody wanted to see it. The stands were packed with students who currently didn't have classes and even Ozpin sat down to watch firsthand. Students set up cameras earlier to stream the match like a tournament fight and some students were watching in secret instead of work. Word was in Port's class he decided to skip the lesson and have them watch on a bigger screen in his room to his students glee. The Blonde vs. The Brave was what they were calling it, well some people thought it should be 'Stupid' rather than 'Brave' but 'Brave' makes for good television. Glynda Goodwitch stepped out into the middle of the arena to announce the fight.
"Uh welcome," she said to the large group, "as you know this will be the first match where we will see the members of Team BBRS fight. Mr. Travis Basco has requested that he fight with Ms. Yang Xiao Long." Glynda then turned to a few of the more rambunctious members in the audience, "I ask that you do not encourage the combatants or distract them. If not…" She didn't have to say the rest, everybody knew you don't cross Glynda Goodwitch, unless you're Travis.
From one side Yang stepped out waving to the crowd greeted by cheers and whistles. From the other side, the challenger, Travis Basco in his armor and his weapon on his back came walking in. As a fan of knight's armor Travis' seemed to take some inspiration. Armor ran down the sides of his legs, not on the front mind you, and his kneecaps were protected by plated armor. A chestplate kept his organs from danger while gauntlets were wrapped on his arms. The parts that didn't have armor, i.e. his elbows, neck, legs, and waist area, were covered with a grey mesh material. The armor itself was a deep mossy green color with the sidings and ends colored with a dulled silver. Honestly, you could've mistaken him for one of Team CRDL's members if you didn't know better. Yang looked at Travis' blank stare, the armor actually suited him nicely, she took a peek at what weapon Travis made. After cracking his neck he reached behind him and pulled out an executioner's axe. It was about six feet in length (1.8288 meters), the axe blade stretched out to about six inches (0.1524 meters). It was a single blade, not double sided like most axes, but there was a certain silence that entered the room when he placed pommel on the ground. If you put a flag behind him it would have been a majestic scene. If you took a close look at the body of the axe you would notice the body was graduated as you went down it, meaning the bottom was wider that the top where it was connected to the blade. Travis did this to keep it balance as much as he could, after all he needed an axe not a war hammer. Blazoned across the mossy colored green weapon that matched his armor were three letters coinciding with one another: 'XYZ' were all intertwined with one another making a curious design. Yang got in a readied stance while Travis propped up the axe on his shoulder. Glynda gave them the go ahead and the lights dimmed themselves down.
"Fight when ready!"
Yang started first by literally jumping, fist first, at Travis, who didn't move away. Taking the full force of the punch Yang's right fist collided with Travis' left cheek. The whole auditorium winced in pain as to what just happened even Ozpin raised a curious eyebrow at this. When the dust settled Yang Xiao Long was still in a punching position while her fist was connected to the left cheek of Travis Basco who was standing still. She clearly connected the punch but whether it did anything to the axe wielder was entirely up to question. His right hand was off to the side while his left was still holding the axe. It took her a moment to realize what happened and she coiled her fist back and Travis' face stayed stuck, unfazed. Is he broken? She asked herself about to tap him to see if was okay. Suddenly Travis' right hand took a hold of his chin, gripped it tightly and tried to move it. She wasn't sure what was happening but she found it gross as his right hand struggled, or at least pretended to struggle, to move his neck back while it popped and cracked. With one final push his neck straightened out and he had a smile that would make the devil scared, his eyes appeared to be crazed and uneven.
"Nice move," he muttered in a bone chilling tone that only Yang could hear, "here's mine."
Gripping the body of his axe he swung the weapon at Yang's feet catching her off guard, she expected an attack from above instead of a sweep. The axe was definitely solid as Yang soon found out being swept off her feet and being punted like a soccer ball (or football) by Travis. She quickly rolled back to her feet with a blast from Ember Celica and the two began to circle one another. Yang keeping her arms at the ready, was in a defensive stance. Trav, on the other hand, was taking more casual steps and swinging the axe so it rolled on the outside of his palm and back into his grip. Trav then took the initiative. While holding his axe with both hands he charge the girl who fired shots from Ember Celica. The axeman weaved in and out dodging the shots aimed towards him, one however, was too close to dodge so he angled his shoulders to take the brunt of the attack. It worked thankfully as he emerged, still running towards Yang, from the smoke and when he got within range he cross-checked her like a hockey player. She wasn't expecting him to come out of the blast so the hit by the body of the axe came as a surprise leaving her open. She fell back the perfect distance as Travis quickly switched his hand position so he was able to bring down the blade of axe right on Yang's head. The aura took the hit as Yang was knocked farther back and Travis went back to propping his axe on his shoulder. Yang rolled quickly and used her gauntlets to transfer her momentum so she was racing towards Travis. The armored student smiled and readied a sweep already in the motion. This time Yang was ready as she hopped back. Travis was caught off guard and she ran back in getting a few enhanced punches forcing his body to contort to her Dust enabled shots. With a growl Travis swung his axe wildly in the general direction of Yang, who was too close to dodge. Again Yang was knocked near the wall of the arena. This seems to be a running theme with him. Let's exploit that, she thought loading a bullet into Ember Celica and firing multiple shots at Travis. The exploit was that he had no long range capabilities which proved to be an issue is he was going to create distance constantly. Travis began to run towards Yang. If I can keep her in the corner I should be able to overpower her, he thought. Weaving in and out once again her shots seemed more planned and less haphazard than last time making it more difficult. Okay let's see if this will work, he said letting a bullet hitting him. The area that Travis was just at was engulfed in smoke and the crowd, both in the arena and watching in classrooms got nervous. They were loving this, Team RWBY especially, they didn't want to see it end. When Glynda looked at her tablet she noticed that both were at orange in their aura, Yang's being slightly higher at the moment. Well did I get him? Yang asked herself squinting into the cloud. No she didn't as the view of the Travis' axe wildly coming towards her answered. It was thrown from the cloud of smoke and the blade lodged itself in the wall cracking it and making a few pieces crumble. Everybody mouths just gawked at this. Thankfully Yang had enough time and ducked beneath it, still it gave her quite the scare. She was still looking at it while she stood up. What she didn't see was Travis running towards her, leaping, and delivering a wicked punch to the face. He threw more and with her being off guard he she took them all. A right hook followed by a left uppercut, leading to a jab of the knee into the same foot kicking her in the stomach. She was able to stumble away from the wall and held her stomach with one hand and one of her arms still raised in position, meanwhile Travis was beginning to grab his axe.
"Not bad," she managed to breath out.
"The same can be said for too," he complimented beginning to pull on the axe, "but this is where it ends." Usually when someone says a phrase signalling the end they brandish their weapon to their victim but Travis didn't instead he noticed his axe was stuck in the wall, it wouldn't budge. Taking both hands he began to pull, it still wouldn't move.
This prompted Yang to laugh. "Ok I'm sorry but that's hilarious."
Needless to say it was a bit embarrassing, actually a lot more than a bit. Well then it looks like I get to test out the other thing I put in. Miss Goodwitch's voice came over the hall. "Mr. Basco do you need help removing your weapon."
"No, Miss Goodwitch," he said flipping a switch on the axe then taking a few steps back, "this will just take a second."
"Let me know if you need my help," Yang joked.
"Oh don't worry, just stand right there and it will be all fine…" he said beginning to run up to the body of the axe.
Unlike last time the axe came right out and Trav swung it wildly again. Yang was able to dodge slightly but noticed a hot sensation had hit her right leg. She looked down to see a red burn mark. She then looked to Travis' weapon and the blade part of the axe was glowing a bright orange, the wall where the axe was lodged in also had scorch marks. Yang looked at the weapon with curiosity about how he did that.
"I added Fire Dust capabilities to the axe," he answered her unspoken question, " I read a way to heat the blade of a weapon without melting the blade or lighting anything on fire. Boy the amount of axe heads I went through was astonishing. Now back to our skirmish."
He swung the now hot blade down at Yang's head trying to split it like a watermelon. She was now on the defensive as any attempt to get close was going to be met with a burning sensation. His movement with the axe had changed, he was flourishing the axe more with little care and precision. He reminded her of how Ruby uses her scythe, the only issue was he seemed more unpredictable. As she tried to dodge backwards he spun the axe around his body like one of those signs you see outside of pizza places, throwing it up and catching it with ease, only when the blade touched the ground it brought up small sparks. She jumped up and fired a few shots but Travis had learned how she used them for momentum and was ready to meet her with a swing of the axe. With a burning swing he launched her like a golf ball, using the broad side of the axe, as she went into a wall. A smile had found its way onto Travis face, he was enjoying this fight immensely. Then from the area where Yang landed came an explosion of fire that caught Travis by surprise. Yang was standing up, Travis noticed her hair was burning and her eyes had gone red. I didn't set her hair on fire did I? If I did then I might have to apologize. With an unbelievable speed Yang met Travis inches away from his face and socked him in the gut. This punch was more powerful than anything before sending him sprawling back, he lost the grip on his axe sending it off to the side. He got back up looking for his weapon only to see it farther than he could make it before Yang caught up to him. So he readied his hands into a defensive stance and prepared himself for whatever hell awaited. Yang rushed towards Travis throwing punches once again. He was able to push away two before being caught by one that lifted him in the air quite high. Yang, using her gauntlets fired shots so she was able to get above him. When Travis opened his eyes he saw Yang reeling back a punch that he knew was going to hurt. Oh son of a bit-, he didn't get to finish the thought as Yang plowed his face into the ground. Travis bounced off the ground lying face down. A buzzer went off and the lights that were dim came back into full brightness.
"And that's the match," Miss Goodwitch announced, "excellent work Miss Xiao Long."
Yang didn't even notice the match had ended until her red eyes turned back to her natural lilac color. She smiled and nodded in agreement. "Thank you."
"Hey!" Someone yelled from the crowd, "Travis isn't getting up!"
Both of the female's head turned to see Travis was still slumped over not moving. Out of fear Yang ran towards him to see if she broke anything, her temper had a way of causing those accidents. She knelt down and was about to run to Ms. Goodwitch but Yang heard something, it was odd and unfamiliar from Travis. It sounded like laughter? Travis soon rolled over in a full on belly laugh seemingly unharmed besides a bruise on the right side of his face. It wasn't maniacal, or crazy, not disturbing or weird but just of pure laughter that seemed unnatural for someone of Travis… ways to be laughing.
"Oh god," he said in between laughter and breathing, "we have got to do that again Yang."
She smiled at this looking at the kid practically rolling on the floor like a child till she noticed something he said. "Wait, you used my first name."
He looked at her funny and confused. "Yeah," he said, "I told you I use first names when I respect someone."
Helping him up the crowd erupted into cheers, whistles, and claps. Mainly for Yang because she won. Ruby was swooning over Travis' axe she couldn't help but let her mind ramble on to Weiss. "Did you see that?! It was all stuck in the wall and then he went like *whoosh* and then she was like 'whaaa' and then he was like 'oh yeah look at me fiery axe'." Her sound effects were spot on by the way.
"Ruby enough!" The heiress shouted at Ruby who began to whimper and pout, "we all saw it. It was amazing, whatever."
"You're just angry because he's gotten closer to beating Yang than you ever have," Ruby pointed out, a smug grin plastered across her face.
"He was not!" Weiss protested.
Their argument was cut short by Ms. Goodwitch coming over the sound system. "Now I know that seems like a tough act to follow but we have time for one last round with another member of Team BBRS, any volunteers?" There were none, all of the students who had this class were a little scared of the performance Travis had put on. What if they were all as good? Or worse what if he was the worst fighter on their team? The thought sent shivers down their spines. Glynda sighed and began a randomization process. All the students gulped as they saw their picture roll by at least once. Jaune was so scared of being picked, he was already the worst fighter in the probably the whole school, what chance did he have of facing someone like Travis even if they were a little worse than him. Oh, please don't merciful gods above, the blonde knight prayed to himself.
It wasn't Jaune that much can be said, it was a member of Team JNPR if it was any consolation prize. Glynda's voice called out, "Pyrrha Nikos," and the spartan's eyes went wide. Now during this time some of the people who weren't in the class watching began to leave, now that the main event was over, before sitting back down when Pyrrha's name was called. They got to see not only Yang Xiao Long fight but then get a double feature of watching the Invincible Girl fight one of these guys too? It was too big of an opportunity to pass up. "And her opponent will be…" Glynda said as the four faces of Team BBRS cycled through before stopping on the computer's selection, "Reese Martins!" When Travis heard this while being assisted by Yang over to the locker room door he turned around to see Reese's ID photo paired next to Miss Nikos. Oh good god he's screwed, his mind went. Yang sat him down in the locker room where Sam and Brandon were watching the match from before on screens in the room. Yang was about to leave before Travis grabbed her arm making her turn in reaction.
"Stay a while, get comfy," Travis told the blonde who had beaten him, "best seat in the house better than having to walk up those godforsaken stairs."
She soon sat and looked at the screens as Pyrrha appeared in her armor and weapons from one side. Reese then came from a door in the locker room talking to his teammates. "Let's do this," he said his voice coming from behind Yang. His voice was odd she noticed like it was scratchy, and almost sounded like it was coming from a radio. When she turned she what Reese was wearing. She couldn't fathom nor describe what he was wearing. He walked out the door without so much as a "How do you do?" to Yang. Then the whole world saw what Reese chose to create.
The first thing you have to know about Reese Martins is that back on Earth he was a huge Star Wars fan, if his Imperial snapback wasn't enough to tell. He had always found a love for the character Boba Fett, the bounty hunter who had about eight lines of dialogue and one of them was the 'Wilhelm Scream'. Still the whole world had fallen for the green armored space man and he likewise did too. So when the time came around for making weapons he decided he would become a Mandalorian, the name of Boba Fett's armor style (I recommend you look it up on google because my description of it will be awful). Well he did a pretty good job of it. His helmet was domed at the top covering the entirety of his head while being a bit larger than the diameter of said head. The black slits in it created for his eye sight were done to a 'T' and looked like the letter 'T' just with curve. The actual armor covered his chest along with his shoulder blades. When it came to his legs the armor front of his shins, kneecaps, and thighs. There were two gauntlets on his wrist that led down to his forearm. There were two holsters that carried two individual firearms, what they did was a mystery. On his back was a jetpack, yes a jetpack, and where the armor usually has a missile on the jetpack Reese decided not to do that because of the danger of having an explosive two inches from his head gave him the heebiejeebies. Despite it being a little weird at first Reese looked natural in it, his lanky form did the rust-brown colored armor justice. The spartan didn't know what to make of Reese, with his face covered it was impossible to get a read on him. So here was the second match: the Invincible Girl who has never lost versus some guy in armor the world of Remnant has never heard of. Okay Reese you got this, he assured himself, just remember what Travis taught you. Don't stay still, take your shots wisely. And. Don't. Get. Hit. He could feel Travis' finger poking into his chest like he did the other night when he showed him his Mandalorian armor.
"Just so you know," Reese said through his scratchy radio to Pyrrha, "this is for knocking me over in the library the other day." This was met by laughs of Pyrrha.
Glynda shook her head to stop staring at Reese and began the match. "Let the match commence!" She yelled and the lights dimmed once again.
Pyrrha immediately charged with Milo and Akouo in sword form. While Reese brought up the two pistols and fired two consecutive shots of energy at the spartan. Rolling out of the way to the right clockwise she readied her sword for a swing as she came around to meet Reese head on. Reese took the blow to the chest where the aura took it like a champ. He grabbed her arm as it was retreating back pulled her back in only to be met by her shield checking him in the gut sending him to the ground. Using his jetpack he hovered quickly into the air firing off pistol shots around Pyrrha hoping one or two shots would land. Well one did, which made him feel accomplished today but Pyrrha switched her sword to a lance and leaped up to the flying man. Angling his body to avoid the lance he gave a point blank shot to Pyrrha which did hit, but most got deflected by her shield. Pyrrha was forced to land and when she did she threw her shield at Reese. Unable to avoid it Reese tried catching the shield, oh god he would regret that. Grabbing it too late he was knocked out of the air and discarded the oversized frisbee to the side. He looked at the two pistol and clicked the barrel of one with the butt of another and twisted the farther back one. The two pistol, then, shifted and transformed into a larger rifle in Reese's hands. Everybody in the room went 'oooh' at the transformation that just happened. Reese brought up the larger gun to his face and fired more precise shots at Pyrrha. She began to run in and out of the shots blocking shots that were too close for her to dodge until making it within striking distance. With her lance she swept at his legs prompting him to fall over. Using his jetpack he didn't fly this time but skidded across the ground. She had to chase him again, and chase she did switching her lance back into sword. Gotcha, Reese thought bringing up his left gauntlet. From his wrist he shot out a cable that wrapped itself around one of the legs of the scarlet woman. When it finished he quickly increased the thrust on his pack sending him, and Pyrrha, into the sky. Then quickly he shut off the thrust leaving the two hanging before Reese angled down headfirst, Pyrrha still below him. Turning his pack back on he accelerated towards Pyrrha slamming his fist into her back launching her into the ground. Everybody in the crowd nearly lost it at this point as the new guy landed a good hit on the legendary Pyrrha Nikos. His cable retreating into his gauntlet he walked away from the crater he had made moments ago dusting himself off. There was one issue, where was Pyrrha? That answer came quickly as Pyrrha, virtually unharmed, began her assault on Reese who was unprepared. She did multiple slashes across his body, and threw her shield at him once again before switching to her lance throwing it at Reese forcing him to roll away after the hit. When he turned he was met by the full frontal force of Pyrrha's shield once more as she charged at him sending him to the floor, her javelin had magically come back to her arms. The two were in a classic position. One warrior on the ground faced with the decision to make a move and run the risk of getting whacked in the face by a javelin. The other: surrender. He chose the latter. Raising his hands in the classic position the buzzer went off, the lights got brighter, Pyrrha smiled and offered a hand, and the crowd went nuts after two stellar matches. Ruby was going bonkers over Reese's armor while Weiss tried to ignore her, Blake seemed impressed by it but just barely. The members of Team JNPR were cheering over Pyrrha's victory but were still impressed by Reese's performance.
"That's all the matches we have time for today," Miss Goodwitch, "please remember that you all still have homework to complete for your other classes."
Satisfied Ozpin stood up from the back and walked out, cane and coffee in hand, a message from Qrow was on his scroll. So how'd the new kids do? His message asked. After Ozpin had told Qrow about the group from another world Qrow became skeptical of their abilities. Ozpin replied with a small chuckle: Looks like they're staying.
The three teams of RWBY, JNPR, and BBRS, were walking down the halls to their dorm rooms which were all surprisingly close to one another. Ruby was swooning at at the gear the four came up with. "I mean how did you come up with these things?!" She asked excitedly poking Reese's Mandalorian inspired armor.
"Ruby Rose," Weiss said, knocking Ruby out of her weapon-induced high, "do not pester them, they are clearly tired."
Ruby proceeded to pout leading everybody else to chuckle and laugh about the two's constant back and forth. "Hey don't worry Ruby," Reese told the disappointed girl, his helmet removed and resting in his arm pressed against his hip, "I can tell you later."
"Still though," Yang said to Travis, "you really caught me off guard with the Fire Dust on the axe blade. What do you even call that thing anyway?"
"What do I call it?" Travis asked looking back at the axe he carried over his shoulder, "I'd call it an axe but what do I know I'm crazy."
"No dummy, it's name."
This caught Travis off guard. He had forgotten the huntsman and huntresses like to name their unique weapons. He had to come up with something quick, something simple, something believable. "XYZ (pronounced ex, why, zee)," he told the group nervously as the first idea had popped into his tired brain.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Blake asked confused by the name.
"Well in a 3D space those are three required coordinate points for all object in space. They are known as the axis."
Reese immediately facepalmed, followed by Brandon and Sam. "Really Travis? That's what you're going with?" Reese asked since he understood the awful pun that would make Yang proud if she got the reference.
"Hey it could be worse I could name it something that doesn't even look like english like some people," Travis said pointing to Weiss with his thumb.
"Hey!" The Ice Queen exclaimed, followed by more laughs by the group.
They got to all of their close dorm rooms. "Well I know me and Reese are going to collapsed when we hit the hay, so please don't go bothering us," Travis said to the group.
"Oh come on I didn't beat you that hard," Yang playfully protested.
"You literally slammed me into the ground from like thirty feet up. I don't care who you are I deserve a nap."
"Still don't need help with that." Yang's flirtatious ways returned
"If you even get close to me I'll use Sam's concussive blast to make you go deaf."
"At least I won't have to hear you then."
The group got uncomfortable with Yang's and Travis' back and forth umm… unique conversation till Reese put himself in between the two. "Do I need to get a hotel room for you two?"
Travis smiled and opened the door to the room. "No but if you're going to be so persistent about getting a hotel room why not take Yang yourself?"
Reese went dead with a cold stare at Travis who got a big grin and entered the room. Yang laughed it off too and went inside followed by every other team member walking into their respective rooms leaving Reese dumbfounded and alone in the hallway. "What the hell just happened?" He asked the three members of his team walking in his room and closing the door.
Ozpin and Glynda were in Ozpin's office. It was getting late and the two were nearly finished with paperwork. Naturally the conversation turned to the highlight of the day: the matches involving Team BBRS. Ozpin taking a sip of coffee going back over the recordings of the two fights.
"They really are something else aren't they?" Glynda asked keeping her focus on her tablet.
"Yes they seem to have adjusted to their new life here," Ozpin said.
"That wasn't what I was asking."
"But you were going to."
He wasn't lying Glynda was going to note they had remarkably adjusted to life on Beacon. But there was a burning question in Glynda's mind. "Do you think we can get them home?"
Ozpin was silent for a while, he paused the two recordings, and turned to the landscape beyond the tower. "If they are as dedicated as they were to making their weapons and adjusting to their new life then I think they will have a chance. But we can only take them so far."
"Was that what that was? A test?"
"A little bit, they also need a way to defend themselves."
"Do you think Travis might be right? He expressed concern there could be more people from their world worried, scared, and far from home."
"There is no way to tell Glynda, I'm sure the other headmasters and huntsmen will take notice if something is off in the coming days. Until then we must be the observers and let Team BBRS take the lead from here."
-Wooo! Action! Violence! Even if it was poorly written! Listen just a small thing I want you to know: No Yang and Travis will not be shipped, for legitimate reasons including the fact I cannot write romance. Next chapter we'll go into more of Sam and Brandon, hopefully, and their weapons, probably not a whole chapter dedicated to their fights, but there will be plenty of character crap. Anyways see ya later suckers.