Alright the bets are locked in, (I would like to confirm that no actual bets have been placed and there is absolutely no money or profit involved in the writing of this story or any other written by The Baz. All bets are purely figurative.) and the fighters are ready. At the moment, completely based off your reviews and PMs, Jac is the crowd favorite while Pyrrha is the underdog. Who will win, lets find out. Enjoy.
Jac stood in the center of the ring as he awaited his opponent. It wasn't long before the red headed spartan arrived fully dressed in her combat attire. Jac quickly removed his shirt leaving him bare chested and earning a raised eyebrow from Pyrrha. "The shirt is not mine, I don't want to damage it." He explained throwing it off the edge of the ring.
Pyrrha nodded in understanding while doing her best to ignore Jac's heavily muscled yet still rather slim torso. She noticed all the scars that littered his body as well as the cord hanging from his neck with several different items hanging off of it. "In my experience, combatants usually bow before they clash blades." Jac gave a quick bow of respect, not wanting to be rude Pyrrha did the same.
"Alright students, the match will begin on my mark." Professor Port said stepping towards the edge of the ring as the lights fell. "Begin!"
Pyrrha made the first move as she turned her weapon into it's rifle form and began firing upon Jac, taking advantage of his apparent lack of a ranged weapon. Jac stepped to the side as the dust rounds soared passed him one by one, drawing his blades he quickly surprised everyone, most of all Pyrrha, as he made a pair of slits along the bottom of his forearms causing blood to begin to flow out of them. He used his index fingers to scoop some of the blood into his hands which were still holding his blades. The small bone hanging from around his neck glowed lightly for a moment before Jac dashed forward, turning into smoke and vanishing mid dash.
Pyrrha reacted quickly drawing her shield and turning her rifle into a short sword. Jac slashed downwards with his left blade witch was blocked and pushed back by the shield. Jac jumped to the right turning to smoke again and lunged forward aiming the tip of his right blade at Pyrrha's neck, Pyrrha raised her shield and diverted the attack. She however did not see his left blade as it stabbed towards her stomach, Jac was surprised when the blade was met with strong resistance that halted its progress. Using the hand holding her blade Pyrrha swatted the blades away from her stomach and leaped away. Jac did the same and got back into his stance.
Pyrrha frowned a bit, Jac grinned knowing why. "Your a tournament fighter right?" He asked as he began stepping to the left which Pyrrha mirrored, this made them begin a circular movement around the ring.
"I am." She replied.
"Your not use to someone aiming for vitals are you? In a tourney all that matters is getting the hit and whittling their bar down, this leaves you use to people aiming for the larger parts of your body instead of the smaller more precise areas like the neck. I however have never fought this type of match before, I'm use to my opponents aiming to kill not to injure." Jac explained as they continued to circle each other.
"And I'm guessing this gives you the belief that you have an advantage over me then?" Pyrrha asked.
"No, but I do believe that. My point is," Jac dashed forwards again aiming both of his broken blades towards her face. He could see a brief flash of fear in her eyes as the jagged tips neared her. "If you don't aim to kill, I have nothing to fear!" Pyrrha gave a barely noticeable flick of her wrist and Jac's left blade changed course very slightly and knocked the right one off course as well. Pyrrha then leaned to the right and slammed the butt of her sword into Jac's side. She quickly rolled away while changing her sword into a rifle and opened fire on Jac.
Jac took several rounds to his back but was surprised again that they didn't pierce his flesh but instead were stopped by an invisible barrier. Jac regained his composure and turned around to face Pyrrha and began swatting away her shots with his blades.
In the crowd
Teams RWBY and the remaining three members of JNPR were watching the match with wide eyes, neither had ever seen someone do this well against Pyrrha. Ruby looked at the holoscreen and was surprised to see Pyrrha was just above half her aura while Jac was a little over three fourths. "Do you think she might lose?" Ruby asked the other six students.
"Of course not! Pyrrha is a pro at this, theres no way she'll let some no name beat her." Weiss declared as she watched the two combatant clash again and begin a barrage of slashed and thrusts at one another.
"I don't know, Jac seems to have her on the defensive." Blake commented.
"He also appears to have gotten an idea about her semblance." Ren added. "He also seems to have a bit more brute strength then she does."
"Well I'm with Weiss, Pyrrha always wins." Jaune said defending his partner.
The ring
Jac and Pyrrha met again in the center of the ring. "Thats an annoying little trick you got there, magnetism right?" Jac said as he began pushing the spartan backwards slowly. Jac laughed loudly as he looked down at the girls who was clearly struggling under his strength. "You have such beautiful hair, you know that? It's red like blood itself!" He shouted as a wild look in his eyes began to take over.
Pyrrha didn't really know what to think of such a comment but decided not to let it get to her head as she tried to throw Jac off balance and roll to the side. Jac however saw this coming and recovered quicker than she expected and stabbed both of his blades into the ground before lunging towards the girl and grabbing the edge of her shield, he gave a strong and violent yank causing a popping sound to come from Pyrrha arm and a pained expression to appear on her face.
"What a gorgeous look!" Jac howled as he threw the shield to the side and jumped at Pyrrha who had fallen backwards to the ground.
Pyrrha looked at Jac's eyes and saw the look of someone who wanted blood, and for the first time in years, she was afraid. Something about the way Jac was looking at her made her terrified for her life. She instinctively changed her sword into a spear and rolled backwards ignoring the pain in her shield arm. She wasn't fighting this like a usual match anymore, her fear was now taking over and she was fighting for her life.
Jac ran forward and tried to grab her throat but she managed to side step it and stab at his neck with her spear which met with his aura. "Yes! Thats what I want, GO FOR THE KILL!" He shouted as she swung again at his knee with the blunt of the spear. Jac responded by back handing her across the face. "Your though!" He shouted as she charged again with the tip of her spear aimed at his heart..
Jac took a deep breath as he focused on the blood flowing from his forearms. The moment the tip of her spear was within a few inches of his body, Jac let out a powerful, nearly ear splitting roar that sent a shockwave outward from himself. Pyrrha was caught completely off guard by this and was sent flying backwards until she landed on her back outside the ring.
Jac stood in the ring motionless aside from light panting, he could hear the student in the crowd whispering but his attention was fully on Pyrrha. He was restraining himself, everything inside him was demanding he pursue her and finish the job. However he knew he couldn't, the fight was over. Even if she were to pick herself up and desired to continue he'd have to forfeit, he wasn't sure of his ability to hold back anymore.
"Ms. Nikos has left the ring, Winner... I'm sorry but I don't actually know your name." Professor Port declared loudly as he approached Jac.
"Jac Silver." He answered with his eyes closed as he focused on calming himself.
"Mr. Silver wins! Well fought both of you." Port congratulated him.
Jac turned and walked over to his blades which were still stuck in the ground, he yanked them out and sheathed them. He looked over and saw Pyrrha's bronze shield lying nearby, he kicked it up and caught it before walking towards where the spartan was sitting on the ground surrounded by who Jac assumed was her team as well as team RWBY. "You truly are a gifted warrior Ms. Nikos, thank you for the dual, I'll really enjoyed it."
His voice caused her to flinch as she looked to him, to her shock he had lost the viscous look in his eye which set her slightly more at ease. Jac noticed the worried look, he held her shield out towards her which she accepted. "There is nothing wrong with fear Pyrrha, however we cannot allow that fear to control us. Hesitation in the face of death only brings it closer." He held out his hand to her which after a second she smiled and accepted.
"Jaune was it?" He asked the blonde boy standing next to her who jumped at his name being called. "I'm afraid your pants you lent me obtained some damage during the match. I will repay you for the damages."
Jaune laughed a bit nervously. "Don't worry about it man."
"Jac! What was that awesome shout you did at the end? It was so cool!" Ruby asked jumping up and down in front of him causing him to smile.
"That was a technique known as a beast roar. By using my blood to power the move I can project my voice into a powerful shockwave to push back opponents and block certain projectiles." He explained to the girl was listening with an adorable look on her face.
"Is that why you cut yourself?" Blake asked looking at his nearly healed wounds on his arms.
Jac looked over the cuts. "Yes, many of my more powerful techniques require I use my own blood as a catalyst."
"That sounds like archaic nonsense. How can blood power anything, its only a fluid used to carry oxygen through out the body." Weiss scoffed at the idea causing Jac to chuckle.
"While I truly hope everybody adopts such beliefs and forgets the ways of Yharnam, I will say that you'd be very surprised at the power within the blood." Weiss again just scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Now if one of you could lead me to a shower to get cleaned up I would be most grateful."
Hours later
Jac was sitting on the ground in the corner of team RWBY's dorm room. At the moment he was alone in the room, the girls were out at dinner in the cafeteria. Jac had retrieved his clothing from the 'cleaners' which had done an amazing job at getting rid of the bloody smell, he was very surprised.
The lights in the room were off and Jac was enjoying the silence and darkness of the room, he always preferred the dark over the light. Even though it was constant night in Yharnam it was never truly dark out. The moon was always bright like the sun itself, any refuge from that pale light was a blessing to Jac.
Jac felt himself dozing off in the peaceful silence when the door opened and in walked the four girls. They were all talking amongst themselves and didn't seem to notice him even though he wasn't trying to hide himself at all, he was in the corner he had all but claimed in the last day and a half. Ruby and Weiss both began removing their uniforms and began to prepare for bed still oblivious to the male in the room.
Blake seemed to be the only one who did notice his presence but grinned and didn't say anything. Yang joined the other two girls in changing their clothes. Weiss had just dropped her skirt to the ground and was halfway through removing her stockings when her eyes fell on Jac who was still sitting cross legged in his corner with wide eyes and a extremely red face. There was a brief moment of silence as the two made eye contact before Weiss let out a scream that put Jac's beast roar to shame and began throwing things at him.
Yang who was completely topless turned and saw the boy who was now being pelted with random objects from around the room. Ruby had instantly leapt up into her bed and covered herself with her blankets, was as red as her cloak which had actually covered her up almost the whole time. Blake being the only one to notice him from the beginning and hadn't started undressing just sat on her bunk giggling.
The last thing Jac could remember seeing before everything went black was a topless and extremely angry looking Yang cocking her arm back with a fist made as she approached.
Yo, so another chapter down. Jac just can't seem to catch a break can he. Anyway, tell me what you all thought in the reviews. LATER.