Remnant, Population: Zer0
Zer0 groaned.
He slowly opened his eyes, and saw his HUD along with the roof of what would be his room for the rest of his time on Remnant
He looked around, and saw that the sun had risen from the horizon, he sighed. He sat up and straightened his back, crossed his legs and rested his arms on them. He breathed deeply, and raised his hands, beginning to meditate. He then closed his eyes.
An eerie silence passed by Zer0, who was in peace.
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"Good Mooooooooooorning Minion!"
"嘆く"
Like his emoticon said, Zer0 sighed. He opened his eyes to see the Hyperion unit excitedly flailing his thin arms in front of the Assassin, before circling in place.
"Hello there, Claptrap." He deadpanned. "Today! Marks our first day as the Generals-"
"We're more like captains, Claptrap." Zer0 corrected.
"-Generals," Claptrap insisted, leaning towards the Assassin. Zer0 rolled his eyes underneath his helmet, not that anyone could see it of course.
"Of our new army of hunters and huntresses! Stand proud minion! For you will be known in history as one of the original!" Claptrap raised jazz hands in the air. He then started to…dance.
"Unce unce unce-"
"-_-"
Zer0 stood up from his bed and walked out the door before Claptrap could continue.
"Hey! I'm not done dancing!" The Hyperion unit followed the Assassin through the door, exiting the room…still dancing.
"Unce unce unce unce-"
The duo walked down the halls of Beacon, which were filled with several students. He and Claptrap got a few odd stares, though they ignored the duo afterwards. They passed by the classrooms, and-
"Hello there!"
The duo turned around to see three different people, who looked older than the average student.
One was the green haired one that sped by yesterday, another was a chubby man with white hair and a "great" mustache, and the last one was a woman who wore a scientists outfit that reached her thighs, and had peach hair tied into a bun.
"Hello there!" The woman greeted.
"I assume you are the duo Professor Ozpin mentioned?" The chubby one asked.
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"Indeed. Who are you?" Zer0 tilted his head, finishing his haiku.
"My name is Professor Port." Port introduced himself proudly with a hand on his chest.
"Doctor Oobleck, at your service." Oobleck introduced, emphasizing Doctor.
"Professor Peach. Pleased to make your acquaintance." The woman introduced herself, smiling.
(A/N: If you can't imagine Professor Peach just Google it.)
"My name is Zer0." Zer0 introduced himself.
"Claptrap! Your future master and YOU are all my minions!" Claptrap exclaimed. Zer0 facepalmed, while the teachers stared weirdly at the Hyperion Unit.
"Claptrap's a complete dumbass/ So just ignore him." Zer0 explained. Professor Peach ignored the robot walked up to the Vault Hunter, and started to inspect him from every angle.
"Your body is quite slim and you are taller than most others I've met, and yet you seem to be extremely skilled in combat based on your muscles. Where did you come from to have a body like this?" She asked, a bit too curious and gripping Zer0's arm. Zer0 thought about his answer for a moment.
"…Outside the kingdoms." He answered after a moment. The Grimm Professor laughed loudly.
"Oh! Then you must have many tales of the Grimm you've vanquished, I myself have many in store for my students!" Port said. Zer0 rolled his eyes at the prideful boasting.
"I guess we'll talk later then."
"Indeed!"
"You two."
The duo from Pandora turned around and saw the Blonde witch walking towards them, the same strict look on her face, a scroll in her hands.
"Hello, Miss Goodwitch." Zer0 greeted.
"Greetings, Mr. Zer0..." Glynda narrowed her eyes at him, and coughed.
"You remember the job you signed up for, don't you?" She asked first. Zer0 nodded.
"You will first be partnered with me for your first lesson in teaching." She followed up, pushing her glasses up. The Vault Hunter tilted his head at the blonde witch.
"?"
"Why do I need you?" He asked.
"Yeah! He already has me! His awesome and glorious master!" Claptrap added, causing Zer0 to facepalm again.
"And since my minion saved your minions, it means I'm a better master! So chop chop new minion! Get me some Motor Dust!" Zer0 facepalmed again, harder this time, Peach, Port and Oobleck were blankly staring at the robot, as for the Disciplinarian…
Glynda politely responded by telekinetically throwing Claptrap into the wall.
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
The impact cracking the wall and shaking the floor below them, dust spewing everywhere as the teachers beside Goodwitch covered their faces, and Zer0 just staring in awe.
"[O][O]"
"I'm guessing that's your semblance?" Zer0 asked, surprised by the power she displayed in front of him. Glynda coughed and brought Claptrap back, and fixed the wall, it was as if time was rewinding by a few seconds.
"That's Glynda for you." Peach said. Glynda rolled her eyes and began to walk away.
"Follow me. I shall show you where you will be teaching."
"Whatever you say." Zer0 replied somewhat uncaringly, while Claptrap was a bit more reluctant.
"Now hang on lad-" He stopped once Glynda turned her head and gave a strict glare at the Hyperion Unit.
"O-kay!" Claptrap replied enthusiastically and rolled after her. Zer0 lightly chuckled, and walked away.
"So long!" Peach bid farewell.
One walk later…
The trio arrived to the amphitheater, a large glass dome loomed over, and next to the half of the arena were raised bleachers, perfect for viewing duels between students, and the other half seemed to be for assemblies and speeches.
"Elegant arena/ Simplistic design and form/ Perfect for duels." Zer0 observed.
"Let me show you the different functions of this theater." Glynda said, walking down the stairs towards a small panel in the arena. Zer0 jumped down the bleachers, and Claptrap…
"Stairs! My only weakness! You fiends! Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Claptrap screamed out in agony. This was one of those moments Zero wished he had a facepalm emoticon. He facepalmed for the third time that morning, and the Huntress rolled her eyes and telekinetically threw Claptrap to the bottom of the stairs.
"Ow!" Again, Zer0 chuckled. Glynda walked over to the back of the arena and pressed a few buttons on the control panel, and gestured for Zer0 to come over, which he did.
"This is the main control panel for the Amphitheater. It controls the lighting, along with the screen that measures the combatant's aura…that reminds me, do you have aura?" Glynda asked Zer0.
"No." He replied simply. Glynda narrowed her eyes at him, and thought for a moment.
"I see…I shall have to unlock it then." Zer0 shook his head.
"Doubtful. I have none/ My world doesn't have aura/ Grimm, Dust, or Faunus." Zer0 haiku'd. He didn't see why not to tell them a tiny bit of their world, from his one day of being here, Pandora would completely wipe out Remnant in a flash.
Or maybe they'd stand a chance. Time will tell if that'll happen.
Glynda widened her eyes at the Assassin's reaction, but recomposed herself.
"That topic is still under debate, however, I cannot let you teach my students without aura." Zer0 grunted, and pulled out a shield, the Flame of the Firehawk. He would've used the Bee, but that would risk more…deadly, damage.
"Connect this to that/ This will count as my aura/ With bonus effects." Glynda raised an eyebrow at "bonus effects", but inspected it from everywhere, finding it "alien".
"I'm not sure how that would be possible…" She said, lifting it in her arms.
"Allow me!" Claptrap said. He rolled over to the shield and to the small panel. Glynda was about to stop him, until the Assassin stopped her instead.
"Claptrap is stupid/ But the only one who knows/ How to use both techs." Zer0 said. Glynda seemed reluctant, but let the robot do what it was about to.
"Alright let's transfusion two devices form alternate worlds!" Claptrap exclaimed. He then began to open up the panel cover, remove several wires from the shield, and began to tinker with the two devices.
"Du-du-du-du, du-ru-tu-ru~" Claptrap hummed.
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"And done!" Claptrap shut the panel back down and threw the shield to Zer0, which he caught.
"I've added in a new feature, so any shield equipped and connected to your digistruct box, appears on the big screen over there!" He followed up, pointing at the screen, which now displayed Zer0's "aura".
"You're useful for once." Zer0 "complimented".
"Hey! I got that Vault entrance door open for you!"
"And you refused to climb stairs."
":P"
"Of F*** you!" Claptrap gave the Vault Hunter the middle finger. Glynda rolled her eyes at the duo, and checked her watch, before putting down her scroll and walking onto the arena.
"Now is the time for your test." Glynda stated. Zer0 tilted his head in confusion.
"?"
The disciplinarian said nothing, but raised her crop against the Assassin.
"In order to test your combat skills and abilities, I must first see it first-hand…To put it simply, we shall spar." Glynda clarified.
"…Rather intriguing." Zer0 started.
"A graduated / Huntress, this will show if this / World is a challenge." Zer0 haiku'd digistructing his blade. Glynda seemed somewhat insulted, but didn't show it.
"Oh boy! I'm just going to roll away at this slaughter-fest!" Claptrap exclaimed, quickly rolling out of the arena. Glynda telekinetically activated the screen, showing their "Aura".
"We shall spar until one of our…Auras reach into Red. Now-"
"That's a big problem." Zer0 interrupted. Glynda narrowed her eyes at him.
"What do you mean by that?"
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":P"
"Prepare to find out, Goodwitch." Zer0 taunted. Glynda groaned, and raised her wand against the Assassin, who raised his blade against her as well.
"This is going to be good!" Claptrap exclaimed. The duo said nothing as they stared each other down.
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"0"
Zer0 pulled back his blade and swiftly charged at Glynda, who retaliated by raising her wand and pulling out tiles from the arena, flinging them at the Vault Hunter.
"!"
Zer0 jumped onto the square tiles, continuously progressing forward, before raising his blade against Glynda, who backflipped out of the slash. She raised her wand once more, releasing a small flame, which formed into a Glyph…and shot out several large fire balls.
"!"
Zer0 ducked and jumped over the fireballs, until eventually getting hit by one, scorching his armor and knocking him back a bit. Glynda smirked, and waved her riding crop, and lifting several more square tiles towards the assassin. Zer0 saw this, and readied his blade once more, slicing the plates in half.
"Rather skilled Dust mage…" Zer0 noted. Glynda continued her barrage of tiles, reusing several of them, until one of them finally…phased through him. She gasped, and looked around, only to be shot by a sniper round, knocking her back.
"Please pay attention." Zer0 said, reappearing with the Lyuda in hand.
":P"
Glynda grit her teeth, and raised her riding crop into the air once more, shooting out a blue flame, summoning a Dust Cloud above the Assassin, which…rained Ice Shards.
"O_O"
Zer0 crossed his arms over his helmet and attempted to block the falling crystals. Glynda smirked, and glanced at the Aura meters…Zer0's was now already in Red, and quickly reached zero. She widened her eyes, and turned back towards the Vault Hunter, who was still blocking the shards.
"That's enough. Your aura has reached-"
Instead of stopping, Zer0…released a fiery Nova, instantly melting the shards and evaporating the Cloud. Glynda gasped in response, and had no time to react as he dashed towards her, and slashed down, damaging her aura, one last Nova knocking her back, scorching her clothes a bit. Once she recovered, she raised an open palm towards Zer0, stopping him.
"Stop. Your aura has been completely depleted." Glynda stated. Zer0 audibly chuckled, then pointed a finger towards the screen once more and saw it started…regenerating. Glynda gasped and widened her eyes.
"I lose once I die/ As far as I am concerned." Zer0 raised his blade once more.
"You will regret this."
Glynda coughed. The only way to "beat" him would be to knock him out, but-
She was interrupted by several Kunais thrown her way. She managed to backflip in time, but noticed the projectiles had some…odd effects on the wall. Getting tired of this, Glynda telekinetically grabbed Zer0, and raised him off of the arena.
"Now you'll see how it feels!" Claptrap exclaimed from the sidelines.
Glynda began to ragdoll the Assassin through the arena, his shield decreasing every time he was thrown down onto the floor. Glynda smirked, and sparked lightning in her weapon, before firing. The Assassin…completely phased through it. Glynda gasped, and-
*BANG*
Glynda had no time to react as she was thrown back onto the wall by another sniper round. Her back crash landed on the wall, though there were no cracks or anything. She recovered, and saw the Vault Hunter in front of her, Lyuda in hand.
"How…did you avoid my semblance?" She drawled.
"My Decepti0n skill/ Be it only split-seconds/ I phase through it all." He answered, before un-digistructing his sniper. Glynda recovered, and coughed.
"Your skill is impressive for someone without aura. You pass." Zer0 tilted his head.
":|"
"That seemed…rather weak/ That's somewhat disappointing/ Did you hold back there?"
"…If you must know, I was only testing you. I still have a full day ahead, and I needn't to use all of my aura here." Before Zer0 could say anything else, she raised her wand and began fixing the arena, every tile being replaced, and the scorch marks cleansed. After that, she handed him something.
"This is a scroll. You can use it to view the profiles of your students, along with your…aura. Combat Class shall begin in a few hours, I'll go to Ozpin to check some things. You and your robot companion wait here." She instructed. Zer0 seeemed irritated she held back, but complied.
"Very well, I'll wait."
"Okay! Despite the never-ending feeling of boredom, I'll just sit here and wait!"
-LINE-BREAK-
Glynda exited the amphitheater, and headed towards the courtyard, knowing Ozpin, that's where he'd be. She arrived, and sure enough, the Beacon Headmaster was there, sipping on his coffee.
"Ozpin." Glynda said. Said man turned around to the Witch Huntress, and smiled warmly."
"Good morning Glynda. How goes our new arrivals?" He asked.
"Mr. Zer0 is tolerable, however, I can't say the same for his robot." Glynda reported.
"I see. Has he shown any reaction or interest to anything?"
"No. However, I did manage to inspect some of his gear." Ozpin raised an eyebrow at that.
"Oh? Did you learn anything?"
"He has some sort of device that acts as his aura, as he put it. It was some sort of shield, though I couldn't tell, it looked unlike anything I've ever seen, and at the same time, it seemed rather advanced." Glynda reported.
""Acts as his aura?" Would you care to explain?" Ozpin asked, eyebrow raisd. Glynda sighed.
"It-"
"WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!"
The duo of professors turned around to see Teams RWBY and JNPR running, supposedly towards their first class, judging by their attires. Ozpin sipped his coffee cup nonchalantly, and Glynda gave a frustrated sigh, and checked her watch.
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"They're heading to Professor Peach's class now, aren't they?" Ozpin asked, to which Glynda sighed again.
"I almost feel bad for them, if they were not late for class." She said. Ozpin lightly chuckled.
"Let's hope she doesn't get carried away with her Dust again. Now, what were you saying about our new arrivals?"
With Zer0…
(Zer0's POV)
Pure, eerie silence.
Is so much less in-tres-ting,
Than a warring field.
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I sighed.
After my morning meditation, I managed to stop thinking in Haiku, and am now currently meditating in the center of the arena, reserving my energy. Claptrap was circling around me, going on about some rant how the Blonde Woman should be punished for whatever, I didn't care and continued to meditate.
"…"
"-And THIS woman, has to nerve to crash me into a wall, and then-!"
God Claptrap, shut up.
With nothing else to do, I gathered my thoughts of this world as of now.
This world, Remnant, shows much promise, but so much…innocence? I struggle to find a word to describe it. Goodwitch seemed skilled if that was her holding back, yet at the same time, I wish for a more…close ranged opponent. Perhaps these students can do that for me.
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Hmm…My thoughts drifted back to Pandora.
The shrieks of my foe.
The combat adrenaline.
Satisfying kills.
"Slag you, freak- AHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Ah-haha, so cold…"
"I could've saved this planet! But-"
*STAB*
…Those were good times indeed.
"Minion! Are you listening to my useless rant?!" Claptrap asked. I politely responded by displaying a word on my helmet.
"NOPE"
"F*** you!" I chuckle lightly under my helmet.
":P"
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Bor-ed. Bor-ed. Bored.
Bored bored bored bored bored bored bored
I am really bored.
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I got an idea, and took out the scroll Goodwitch gave me, and began to scroll through several of "my" students. The Hyperion unit took notice of this, and jumped in excitement.
"Good idea minion! We can go ahead and see what our minions can do!" Claptrap exclaimed. I rolled my eyes as he rolled beside me, peering over as I began to read aloud, somewhat stuttering due to the…non-haiku text.
"Ruby Rose: Age 15. Fresh-woman. Leader of Team RWBY. Hails from Patch. A master of wielding her scythe-sniper rifle, Crescent Rose. Her semblance is speed, allowing her to maneuver quickly with ease. Advanced 2 years ahead."
"…She's only fifteen?/ That's…actually impressive/ Good weapon as well." I…complimented, legitimately, something I have not done in a while.
"Wow! Imagine what they'll be like when they're as old as you!" Claptrap said beside me.
"How old ARE you anyways?" Ignoring the question, I found myself oddly to respect her, however, only time will tell should that stay. I swiped my finger and went towards the next profile.
"Weiss Schnee: Age 17. Fresh-woman. Member of Team RWBY. Hails from the Kingdom of Atlas. Heiress to the Schnee Dust Company. A skillful wielder of her Multi-Action Dust Rapier, Myrtenaster. Her semblance is glyphs, the ability to do a wide variety of things, from platforms to time perception."
"Hmm. A rich student/ I will keep an eye on her/ Schnee Dust Company…" I drawled on as Claptrap suddenly jumped.
"HOLY F*** BALLS! Do you know what this means Minion?!" Claptrap exclaimed, to which I ignored.
"It means that we can go to Atlas, and get me one of those giant robot armors! Claptrap edition!" I facepalmed, but gathered my thoughts.
Schnee Dust Company. The richest company on Remnant…which means business…which means money…which means corruption…
Which means assassinations.
"4SS4SS1N"
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Let's move on.
"Blake Belladonna: Age 17. Fresh-woman. Member of Team RWBY. Hails from outside the Kingdoms. Not much else is known. Incredibly skilled with her weapon, Gambol Shroud, a blade and sheath with the ability to shift into a whip and pistol. Quick and nimble movements. Her semblance is body doubles, able to leave a "copy" of herself, to either dodge or jump off of, but not attack."
"Rather similar/ With my own abilities/ Another one then." I noted.
"She's like a shadow clone ninja girl!" Claptrap exclaimed, to which I have to somewhat agree with. She seemed to be the most mysterious of the group, not much else to say. I swiped down my scroll onto the next student.
""Yang Xiao Long: Age 17. Fresh-woman. Member of Team RWBY. Half-Sister to Ruby Rose. Hails from Patch. A Blonde brawler capable of taking punishment and dishing out double the pain. Her weapon is Ember Celica, a pair of shotgun gauntlets. Her semblance is "Power absorption", she gets stronger with each individual blow she takes, but no boosts in defense."
"The most direct one/ Two rather unique weapons/ Pain really is gain." I observed.
"Damn! Are you sure she's 17?" Ignoring Claptrap's remarks, I swiped onto the next one, and continued reading.
Around an hour or so later…
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How interesting.
Student's all around Remnant.
With various pasts.
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I closed my scroll, and glanced at Claptrap, who got bored mid-way and did the only thing he could do; dance.
"Unce unce unce unce unce!"
From the corner of my eye, I saw several students entering the amphitheater, in their combat at-, well, "casual" seemed to be more appropriate. Their outfits were as defenseless as Claptrap, and the ones with armor had too much of it. Jaune and Pyrrha seemed to be the most balanced, but still not enough.
…Tch, if I'm going to have to teach, I might as well do it right.
The students who came in seemed wary of me and Claptrap's presence, though the "master" still hadn't noted the new arrivals.
"Unce unce unce unc-!" I interrupted the little bot by grabbing its…body? Head? And turning it excitedly jumped.
"Hellooooooooooooooooooooooooo Minions!" Claptrap greeted, excitedly raising his hands in the air. The students either did nothing or awkwardly waving at us. I slowly stood up from my position, several students seemingly wary of me.
"Greetings to you all." I greeted, cracking my neck, which instantly made some students flinch. A moment later, Goodwitch came inside, as professional as ever, and stood in front of me.
"Good morning everyone, I hope you've all had a good night's sleep, because today will be your first matches to determine your skills." She said, her scroll still in hand. What was so important about it that she had to take it everywhere?
"Hi Mr. Zer0!"
My attention was shifted once I saw Little Red Riding Hood entering the amphitheater, waving with a wide smile on her face. She may be a bit too innocence for my toleration, but I saw no reason not to wave back.
":)"
"Please take a seat beside your teammates, Ms. Rose." Glynda instructed, resulting in Ruby to awkwardly scratch her neck and sit down. I lightly chuckle, while Claptrap coughed.
"Hunters, Huntresses and-"
I kicked the Hyperion unit down before it could continue its irritatingly boring speech.
"Ow!"
"Speech, silver. Silence, golden." I interrupted.
"Thank you Mr. Zer0." Glynda thanked, smiling. Seemed too friendly for her, until I realized this was Claptrap. The robot got back up, and faced me.
"Minion! It's very rude to interrupt people giving speeches!" He "scolded". I rolled by eyes, and displayed an emoticon.
"¯\_(-_-)_/¯"
"I don't care, Claptrap."
"You wound me Minon!"
Glynda coughed and pushed her glasses up, and tapped several buttons on her scroll.
"The rules are simple. Once your aura has reached red, or below 15%, you've lost. You will all be graded based on your skills in combat, which will be judged on a scale of F-S Rankings." She explained, the screen above displaying F-S, along with the names of all the students.
The students began to murmur amongst themselves, getting louder and louder. Glynda signaled for me to do something. She seemed more than capable to do it, but remembering this was an "Initiation", I thought about it, and decided to silence them the only guaranteed way I knew how.
I pulled out my Electric Norfleet.
"What are you-"
I fired.
Three balls of pure Eridium fired into three different directions, exploding into large pockets of electricity afterwards, the after-burst causing the arena and bleachers to shake, sparks flying everywhere. I reloaded my launcher, and rested it on my shoulder.
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That did the job. The students were now either silently staring at me, or-
"THAT IS SO AWESOME!"
"NORA!"
…That…also, the Rose seemed to be starry-eyed at my weapon.
"What was that for?!" Goodwitch whisper-scolded me. I rolled my eyes at her.
"They were in no harm/ If it's too far, it explodes/ Before the impact." I responded nonchalantly, crossing my arms. She seemed displeased with my answer, not that it mattered to me.
"Right…Let us begin." The screen above then switched into a panel, rapidly scrolling through various students.
"I suppose a proper introduction is in order." Goodwitch started.
"My name is Glynda Goodwitch, you will refer to me as Professor Goodwitch so long as I am your teacher. I will be your combat class teacher for your years here as a hunter and huntress in training." She introduced herself. She gestured for me to introduce myself.
"0"
"My name is Zer0/ Don't care how you refer me/ Good luck, I suppose." I said, not much else needed to be said. Goodwitch seemed…"meh"-ed, reaction, and the students continued to stay silent.
"AND I, am Claptrap! Your future master and overlord! MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!"
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I facepalmed. So did Goodwitch. And several students as well.
"What?" Claptrap exclaimed, either too oblivious, too stupid, or both. Glynda raised her wand, and lifted the Hyperion unit to the bleachers.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!-Wait, this actually isn't so ba-" She then proceeded to quickly throw him towards the wall, several students jumping out of the way, landing upside-down.
"OW!" Glynda coughed, and pushed her glasses up a bit.
"Right…" I turned my head and noticed the spinning selector finally stopped onto two students.
Weiss Schnee.
And Pyrrha Nikos.
I turned my head towards the aforementioned duo, the former seeming shocked, and the latter just standing up. I heard muffled whispered from the students as the duo walked down to the amphitheater. Once they got down, they pulled out their weapons and stared each other down.
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(3rd POV)
'Okay, deep breaths Weiss, just because you weren't made team leader shouldn't distract you from impressing one of the world's greatest huntress in training…' Weiss thought, mentally panicking and sweating a bit.
'Okay Pyrrha stay calm. Just because this is the girl Jaune is obsessing over instead of you doesn't mean you should rip out her heart and-…This is why people call me a Yandere. Whatever that means." Pyrrha thought to herself, getting into a battle stance.
Zer0 stood out of the arena, staying completely still, Glynda was prepping the scroll aura-meters, and Claptrap was…
"Who's got 50 Lien that the Rich girl wins?!"
Was taking bets in the bleachers.
"I'll give 70!"
Glynda sighed in frustration, and set the aura meters, both completely full.
"As previously mentioned, the match will be over once your aura reaches the red. Now…" She walked in between the duo, and raised a palm.
"Let the match, Begin!"
Weiss started by pulling back her rapier, eyes narrowing at the Mistral Champion, keeping proper form, putting a foot in front of her, who raised both of her arms, combat ready. Weiss dashed towards Pyrrha, who rolled out of the way, and proceeded to fire her rifle at the heiress.
Weiss didn't stop moving, and dashed around the arena, avoiding the rifle shots. She lifted herself up a bit, and created a diagonal glyph, and jumped off of it, attempting to thrust her weapon at Pyrrha. She side-stepped, evading the thrust, while Weiss dragged her heels on the ground, stopping, got into proper form, and began to elegantly swipe at Pyrrha. The red-headed girl shifted her sniper to a spear and parried each blow.
The duo began to parry each other, blocking, thrusting, and swiping at their opponent. Weiss was being slightly more offensive though. She crouched down, creating a white glyph below her, and jumped up, attempting an upper-blade slash, which successfully hit its mark.
Weiss created another diagonal glyph mid-air, and dashed towards Pyrrha, who blocked it with her shield, knocking the heiress to the side. Weiss stumbled, but was greeted by several thrusts and slashes by Miló, ending with a thrust on her stomach that sent her back a bit.
Grunting, the heiress swiped her hand at her weapon, circling the revolver part, stopping on an aqua/cyan/teal/whatever color it is, and raised it, creating several Dust projectiles. She composed herself and quickly pointed her weapon at Pyrrha, firing the projectiles. Pyrrha sprinted towards Weiss, jumping and sliding around the projectiles, before throwing her shield at Weiss, disrupting the barrage.
Weiss stepped back from the impact as Pyrrha grabbed her shield and raised her spear, before pulling the trigger, shooting below the staff, using the recoil and throwing with all her might.
Weiss recovered, and gasped just before the spear landed on her, which successfully knocked her aura down to red.
"Enough!" Glynda exclaimed, raising an open palm in the air, before gesturing towards the screen above them.
"As you can all see, Ms. Schnee's aura has now been down to Red. You did a good job of besting Ms. Schnee, Ms. Nikos." She followed up. Pyrrha respectfully bowed at her.
"Thank you." Glynda turned to Weiss.
"Although you lost, you were able to make use of your semblance and abilities to adapt to your foe." Weiss bowed as well.
"Thank you Ms. Goodwitch." Glynda nodded, and turned towards the Vault Hunter in the amphitheater.
"Do you have anything to add, Mr. Zer0?"
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" -" Before Glynda could repeat herself, the Vault Hunter flickered out of existence. The disciplinarian widened her eyes, and turned her head, searching for him, so did several students.
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"Most interesting."
"GAH!"
The three females on the arena gasped as they noticed the Vault Hunter right behind them, flickering back into existence, arms crossed.
"For huntresses in training/ That was impressive."
…Well, not really in Zer0's mind. He mostly said this to keep the façade of being a native of Remnant.
"Thank you…Mr...Zer0." Pyrrha drawled, feeling slightly uncomfortable with his presence.
"How long have you remain cloaked?" Glynda asked, narrowing her eyes at the Assassin.
"Since you said "Begin"." Zer0 answered.
"Why, exactly?" Glynda followed up. Weiss and Pyrrha were also wondering.
"Analyzing from close range/ Is much easier." Cloaking not only gave him an easier time to observe, it also gave him an insight on enemy weakspots.
"Wait, you were near us the whole time?" Weiss questioned, head tilted.
"Right next to you both." He answered nonchalantly. The three widened their eyes. He was right next to them without being noticed? At all?
Meanwhile, Claptrap was noticeably rolling around the bleachers as he had a stack of Lien on his arms.
"We're going to be rich!" He exclaimed. Glynda sighed in frustration, Pyrrha seemed neutral, Weiss seemed to be in shock the students would place bets, while Zer0 seemed interested. He already had money from the club, but a bit more never hurt. He was interested in "adjusting" his weapons a bit after all.
"Goodwitch, is that illegal?" Zer0 asked.
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"Indeed." She answered. Zer0 sighed, and pointed at the robot, who was about to get down the stairs…Before tumbling down, step-by-step.
"Oof!-Ee!-Ooh!-Ah-Eh-Ooo!-E!-" This went on for several minutes, several Lien bills flying out of his thin arms, and everyone else watching.
"Oo!-Ah!-
Eh!-Gah!-
Ergh!-Grh!-
AGHHHH!"
And ended by crashing on his face and skipping the last few steps.
"Ow!"
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"0_o"
Zer0 facepalmed. So did Goodwitch, while everyone else laughed their ass off, except Weiss, who merely chuckled.
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Once the class eventually quite down (Or were silenced by Goodwitch), the disciplinarian sighed, and asked the Assassin again.
"Well, do you have anything to add Mr. Zer0?"
"Indeed. You, Weiss Schnee." Said person pointed at herself in somewhat surprise.
"Me?"
"Yes, the Schnee heiress/ You use proper form too much." Zer0 said. Weiss looked offended by that statement.
"What do you mean by that?! I keep my left foot in front-"
"That is your right foot." Zer0 corrected. The heiress blushed when she realized her mistake.
"Sometimes, you can't form/ And have to use your instincts/ On the battlefield." Weiss somewhat reluctantly nodded. The Assassin turned towards the Mistral Champion next.
"Although you seem fine/ You were caught off guard one time/ Beside that, you're good."
"^_^"
Pyrrha took that as a compliment and bowed.
"Thank you." Glynda coughed, reminding them of her presence.
"Ms. Schnee, due to your performance against Ms. Nikos, a well known adversary on Remnant, you ranking shall be A. Ms. Nikos, you shall be S." She said. The two seemed satisfied with what they got, although Weiss seemed a bit more reluctant to agree.
"Shake the other's hand/ Thank your foe for the good fight/ A sign of respect." Zer0 said, somewhat ordering it to happen. The two nodded, and shook the other's hand.
"You were a good fighter, Pyrrha." Weiss said, smiling.
"Thank you, to you as well." Pyrrha thanked. Glynda coughed, and raised a palm.
"Next students!"
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The class resumed as intended. The students got their grades, Zer0 continued to stalk the students in their fight, invisible, and Claptrap…continued to make bets, eventually making a decent amount of Lien, despite the protests from Goodwitch, which resulted in him getting thrown down the bleachers.
"Class dismissed. You may now go for lunch in the cafeteria. Any students who has yet to fight shall be graded during our next meeting." Glynda said, the students getting up and walking out of the amphitheater. She sighed, and turned towards the Vault Hunter, who was leaning against the bleachers.
"I shall report to Ozpin of your performance today, as well as your robot's. Feel free to roam around the school, if you wish to go to Vale, inform Professor Ozpin first." She instructed. Zer0 sighed, he hated being confined to one place, but if he wanted his missions, he'd need them to trust him.
"Very well."
"0"
"I'll do what you say this ONE time! Mostly because I don't want to get thrown into a wall again." Claptrap responded in his usual enthusiastic yet admitting voice.
"Good. I'll be off now."
And with that, Goodwitch walked out of the amphitheater, the scroll still in her hands. Zer0 sighed, and placed a hand on his stomach.
"Let us go, Claptrap/ I'm starting to get hungry." Claptrap raised a finger in protest.
"Now hang on-!"
"You'll get Motor Dust."
"-O-KAY!" The duo from Pandora walked out of the theater towards the cafeteria.
In the Cafeteria…
"And that's how we became rich by selling King-Taijitsu Fangs as interior decorating!" Nora finished her story.
"She's been having this reoccurring dream for a while now, except that it seems to change Grimm with every dream." Ren explained. Teams RWBY and JNPR were sitting on one of the cafeteria tables, one team on one side, the other on the other. They were now all in their Beacon uniforms.
"But wouldn't the fangs just dissipate like the Grimm?" Weiss asked.
"Don't ruin the dream!" Nora exclaimed happily, spreading her arms in the air. Yang chuckled, and patted her sister on the shoulder, who seemed to be in a daze.
"You did pretty good out there sis! B isn't a bad rank! You'll get higher soon enough!" Yang cheered. Ruby continued to be in her spaced out state.
"Ruby?"
Nope.
"Ruby!" The blonde sister shook the team leader out of her state, causing her to jump and spaz about.
"Yes?! What is it?!" Ruby asked, a somewhat nervous look on her face, as if thinking she missed something.
"You were in a daze. Is something wrong?" Pyrrha asked, being the concerned friend she was.
"I just really want to see Mr. Zer0's weapons…" She drawled, causing them to…flop down.
"Are you kidding me..?" Weiss asked in sarcastic disbelief.
"But his weapon looks so awesome!" Ruby exclaimed.
"Well, it is rather…alien, for Remnant's usual weapons." Blake commented, reading a book, but suddenly had a thought.
"Wait, if he's a professor, doesn't that mean we failed our initiation because he intervened?"
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"Uh…" Yang drawled.
"I…guess so, but from the looks of it, it seemed like it was unexpected, since the professors didn't even seem to know him." Ren noted.
"Yeah…and he's a teacher here now?" Blake followed up.
"Maybe it's his first day?" Jaune theorized. They shrugged it off and went over to the next topic.
"So how's everyone enjoying their first day?" Pyrrha asked politely.
"It's been great! I have ANOTHER story about that!" Nora exclaimed excitedly as she began her new tale. Meanwhile, Ruby was still thinking about his weapons…until she noticed two new arrivals.
"Isn't that Mr. Zer0 and Claptrap?" Ruby asked, pointing her finger towards the entrance. Everybody else turned, and noticed that it indeed was the duo.
"What are they-" Before Yang could finish, Ruby was gone in a flurry of petals.
Around Three Seconds Ago with Zer0 and Claptrap…
"Alright then cafeteria, take me to your kitchen so I can get some of this Dust! I need it as an inter-dimensional critique of oils, minerals, and power sources." Claptrap demanded, raising both of his flimsy arms in the air.
"You're an idiot." Zer0 responded. All of a sudden...
"Mister Zer00000-!"
Ruby tackled the Assassin down to the ground, pinning him down…
Is what should have happened. Instead, Ruby completely phased through "Zer0" and crashed onto the wall.
"HOLY SH**!" Claptrap exclaimed. The hologram Zer0 started to vanish.
"If that was a sneak attack/ Don't yell out their name." Zer0 advised, reappearing a few steps behind where his hologram was. He then noticed two other Beacon Teams approaching him.
"?"
"Hello." Zer0 greeted monotone-ly.
"Good afternoon Mr…Zer0." Jaune greeted back, still somewhat uncomfortable with his presence.
"What are you doing here?" Blake asked.
"Cafeteria/ What other reason is there/ Besides to eat food?" Zer0 responded. Blake narrowed her eyes at the Vault Hunter, while Ruby finally recovered, and sped front of him…giving him puppy-dog eyes.
"Can I please see your weapons?" She asked adorably.
…Zer0 didn't know why, but his body was subconsciously (He noticed he was doing this but didn't stop) grabbing his Digistruct cube, before stopping himself, and standing firmly.
"I am afraid not."
She continued to puppy-dog eye him. It was boring through his soul like a knife through the air. He's slain monsters, psychos, robots, and the Strongest Vault Monster on Pandora…and this 15-Year Old Girl with Puppy-Dog eyes was besting him.
"This is getting kinda awkward…" Claptrap noted, with the teams nodding in agreement.
"I won't show you them, Ruby." Zer0 said. Ruby didn't stop and continued to adorably stare at the Vault hunter with her puppy-dog eyes. Zer0 felt himself getting weaker, and caught himself grabbing his cube again.
Do it…
Zer0 blinked.
Give the cube…
Zer0 shook his head before the teenager could…before he would continue hearing these thoughts.
":("
"…Please stop already." Zer0 requested, not knowing how many more times he can resist. Ruby sighed in defeat, much to Zer0's relief. An awkward silence passed by the ten.
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"Let's go now, Claptrap/ There should be some Motor Dust/ In their kitchen stove." Zer0 said, breaking the silence and walking away.
"O-Kay!" Claptrap followed along, rolling away.
"That was…something." Pyrrha said awkwardly.
"That seemed a bit…off." Yang noted.
"Everything about them seems to be off, if I'm being honest." Weiss followed up. The teams shrugged and walked back to their table.
With Zer0…
Claptrap had gone into the kitchen and was now raiding their supply of Motor Dust as food.
"Mmgh- It has that unique "Magic" taste to it- Mmgh-" Zer0 heard from inside. The Assassin rolled his eyes under his helmet and got himself some food, before walking down to the teacher's side of the cafeteria, noticing a certain Doctor already there.
"Afternoon Mr. Zer0!" A certain green-haired professor greeted, sat down on a teacher's table.
"Afternoon, Doctor." Zer0 greeted back, sitting down with a tray of food on the opposite side.
"Good to see you remember my profession, you're already doing better than ol' Port!" Oobleck exclaimed, laughing a bit.
"Are you not going to take your helmet off?" He asked, chewing a bit of food.
"I don't take of my helmet." Zer0 responded in his usual monotone voice. He grabbed a fork with his right hand, and twirled it in his food, spaghetti. He lifted it to his helmet…as it completely phased through, took the fork out, spaghetti-less, and chewing noises heard. The Doctor dropped his jaw.
"This is how I eat." Zer0 said after chewing. The Doctor instantly stood up and leaned closer.
"Marvelous! That is certainly unique technology Mr. Zer0! Did you happen to stop by Atlas by any chance?" Oobleck asked, chewing some of his own food, and accidently spitting some on the table.
"Chew before speaking/ And I guess you could say that." Oobleck finished chewing, and swallowed.
"Fascinating! You are a unique one Mr. Zer0. Your way of speech and technology do interest me. Care to share some stories?"
"Another time please/ What exactly do you teach?" Zer0 asked, wanting to change the subject as he was twirling his fork into some more spaghetti.
"History, my friend."
"?"
"Elaborate, Doc." Zer0 requested, head tilted.
"As you already know, our world has gone through some hard times. The Faunus Wars, the Great War, and of course, the discrimination of them today." Oobleck started. Zer0 didn't really know too much, mostly skimming through the books in the library.
"Rumors spread, myths come and go, but legends continue to live on. However, no matter what you may say, they all come from a form of truth." Zer0 nodded.
"Wrong conclusions, wrong memory, they all come from something, Mr. Zer0. However, if we don't learn from these wrongs, if we don't learn from history…" He opened his canister and drank from it, before setting it down the table again.
"You're destined to repeat it."
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"31415"
Zer0 nodded in agreement. It seems as though that this world did have some…for lack of better words, more-realistic people.
"Hello there!" The two turned towards the new arrival…s. Professor Port and Professor Peach.
"Hello!" Peach greeted.
"Good afternoon!"
"Greetings." Oobleck and Zer0 greeted respectively as the two sat down.
"How were our students?" Port asked.
"They are skilled fighters/ Rather competitive too/ They seem nice enough." Zer0 answered. It felt…odd for him to say these things, but this was a teacher…in Remnant's eyes at least.
"They are rather nice, although I can't help but feel they will have to get used to me first." Peach followed up. Port seemed nervous, while Oobleck coughed.
"Erm…Professor Peach, did you set up that Dust-Experiment again?" Oobleck asked, sweating a bit.
"If you mean cause an explosion in class with Fire Dust and Reverse-Composition-Dust, I'd say it was a complete success!" Peach answered. The two Beacon Professors sweat dropped, while Zer0 seemed intrigued at the Dust.
"What do you mean by/ Reverse-Composition-Dust?" Zer0 asked.
"Oh! This type of Dust compresses matter tightly into its core, causing a large explosion once heated enough!" Professor Peach answered enthusiastically.
"O_o"
"Sounds interesting." Zer0 responded.
"Did I hear someone talk about Dust?" A certain Hyperion Unit said, rolling behind the Assassin.
"Because that sure would be something filthy to say! Eh, Eh?"
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"I see that you are all silent, meaning you must not get the joke. You see, Dust is also dust, a fine, dry powder consisting of tiny particles of earth or waste matter lying on the ground or on surfaces or carried in the air, and that makes things filthy, so now, according to my memory cache, as well as this magical element, and since they're the same name,you should all be laughing hysterically." Claptrap exclaimed.
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"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!" Claptrap laughed by himself.
"Why are you laughing?" Zer0 deadpanned.
"It is common nature that when somebody laughs, the rest are soon to follow. HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAH!"
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"HA….Ha…ha…Aw…" Claptrap got sad and slouched. Zer0 sighed, and crouched down at the robot.
"You are a complete dumbass/ You didn't get shot."
"That's better than what/ Happened during your last pun/ Be happy damn it."
":("
Zer0 hated the idiotic robot with his very soul, but even he had to admit Claptrap gave off a feeling of…company, he supposed was the word for it. When he felt sad, the others felt sad. And the last time was during Claptrap's birthday…Not even friggin Zer0 liked seeing Claptrap sad. The Hyperion Unit felt a little better at what Zer0 said.
"Thanks minion!" The teachers chuckled.
"Well, if would like to see some Dust, my class is over for the day and my lab is free, would you like to see my Dust experiments?" Peach exclaimed. Zer0 glanced at the other two teachers, who were shaking their heads and crossing their arms. Zer0 shrugged it off.
"Very well I guess/ Nothing better to do now." Zer0 responded. The two teachers flopped down, while Peach practically jumped.
"I'll show you where the lab is follow me!" She began to walk away, Zer0 following along.
"Let's go now, Claptrap."
One walk later…
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The trio entered the lab. It was a plain white lab, with several rectangular tables. There were a few windows showing the courtyard, and in the front of the room…were a lot of Beakers, Flasks, Dust crystals, and a White Board showing a lot of different mixtures…also, the place looked like an explosion occurred.
"[O][O]"
"Fiery explosion?" Zer0 asked, looking around and seeing the several burn marks.
"We had a little accident with our Dust mixtures as you already know." Peach said, still smiling happily. Most people would be freaked out, but Zer0 was wondering if this was an old Tiny Tina. The Dust scientist turned towards Claptrap, and smiled.
"How would you like to be my new test subject?"
"Uh…"
A few minutes later…
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Zer0 was now staring at Claptrap…kept inside a sealed tube, with several Dust crystals surrounding him.
"What are you doing to him?" Zer0 asked.
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"Oh! You're friend seems to be quite interesting, so I shall be conducting several experiments on him. Don't worry. There is a 99.98% chance this won't disintegrate him!" Peach exclaimed happily. Zer0 was actually curious to what she was about to do, since he has yet to experiment with Dust, so he watched on.
"What do I get out of this?" Claptrap asked somewhat nervously.
"A Gourmet of Dust." Zer0 answered, which instantly made the Hyperion enthusiastically jump.
"O-Kay!" Professor Peach smiled, and pressed a button that was on her Lab table, which emitted an…electric shock through the tube.
"Let's begin!" She said enthusiastically.
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What followed next was Zer0 laughing his ass off as Claptrap experienced things that he'd have to wipe out of his memory drive later.
A good bit of time later…
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And that's how Professor Peach became Zer0's favorite teacher in Beacon.
":)"
"Goodbye!" Peach bid farewell as the duo from Pandora walked out of her lab. Zer0 waved back, mostly because what happened with Claptrap was hilarious. Speaking of the Hyperion Unit, it was now…munching on a container of Dust.
"Mmph-They erally hav dis- Mrgh, Magic tast to it." Claptrap said as he somehow munched with his nonexistent mouth.
"Chew before you talk." Zer0 said. Claptrap…swallowed? And rolled around.
"Well, I'm completely stuffed! I'm going to go and delete those experiences from my memory now! I'll be in our room Minion!" Claptrap exclaimed, rolling away. Zer0 sighed.
"He'll probably just get lost." He said. He began to walk away, but noticed someone out of the corner of his eye. Weiss was leaving a classroom, but instead of her uniform, she had her…"combat" attire, along with her rapier. She seemed frustrated. Curiosity jabbing him like a rapier, he went invisible and followed her.
"This feels quite cliché." Zer0 said quietly to himself. He found himself invisible around the corner, and saw Ruby and Weiss. He seemed to be listening to what seemed like a classic high school drama.
"Weiss!" Ruby exclaimed. Weiss turned around, annoyed.
"What?"
"What's wrong with you? Why are you being-?"
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You're supposed to be a leader, and all you've been so far is a nuisance!" Weiss interjected. Zer0 rolled his eyes under his helmet, but felt déjà vu'd. Ruby scoffed.
"What did I do?" Weiss scowled and stomped a foot onto the ground.
"That's just it - you've done nothing to earn your position! Back in the forest, you acted like a child, and you've only continued to do so!"
"Weiss, where is this coming from? What happened to all the talk about 'working together'? I thought you believed in acting as a team." Ruby responded.
"Not a team led by you. I've studied and trained. And quite frankly, I deserve better." Weiss said, facing away.
"Ozpin made a mistake." Weiss began to walk away.
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"You are quite the bitch."
"What the-"
*SLAP*
Decepti0n + Zer0 + A Hard slap = Weiss knocked into the wall, nearly cracking it. Weiss groaned as Ruby rushed to her side.
"Weiss!" She exclaimed. Weiss rejected her help and instead angrily glared at the Vault Hunter.
"What was that for?!" She demanded. Zer0 merely walked towards the duo, and Weiss didn't know why…but she felt like prey, but soon composed herself.
"For being as, as I said/ An annoying bitch." Weiss just got angrier and slapped the Assassin back, of course, all it did was piss him off.
"Excuse me?!"
"Acting like you are/ Better, from what I can tell/ You don't even know."
"Don't even know what?!" She demanded. Zer0 raised a finger towards Little Red Riding Hood.
"Your leader of course." Weiss crossed her arms.
"She doesn't DESERVEto be the leader." Ruby slumped.
"If anything I should-"
*SLAP*
Zer0 once again slapped Weiss, though not as hard.
"):く"
She stumbled, and glared again.
"Would you STOP THAT?!" Weiss seethed, while Ruby just stood beside the arguing duo, unsure of what to do/say. Zer0 ignored her boiling rage, and crossed his arms.
"You speak as if you're special/ You really aren't."
"And you're saying that SHE is special? Do you know who I am?" Weiss countered, pointing a finger at her leader. Zer0 grit his teeth. This girl was really getting to him, and he would've stabbed her by now if it weren't for the deal he and Ozpin made…Also, Weiss, as much as he despised it, reminded him of an earlier Zer0.
Or more specifically, the first day he met his fellow Vault Hunters on Pandora.
Huh. So that's why this was giving him Déjà vu.
"I've read your profiles/ To be completely honest/ I don't give a fuck."
"IDGAF"
Weiss fumed in place, and was about to retort, but Zer0 stopped and gestured for him to continue first.
"All of you are here/ In Beacon Academy/ Worked equally hard. You deserve better?/ I don't think so. Remember/ That this is day one." Weiss calmed down a bit, but crossed her arms.
"I have worked harder than anyone else to get into this school." She claimed.
"And I do not care." Zer0 responded. Weiss seemed somewhat offended at that.
"Point is, you're being a brat/ How does that help here? It does nothing but/ Show how spoiled you really are/ You're rich for fuck's sake." Zer0 didn't swear too often, but when he did, he took it seriously.
"I'm not spoiled." Weiss responded, though it was less angry and more denying.
Checkmate. Zer0 thought in his mind.
"Then prove it to me/ And stop complaining about/ Not being leader." Zer0 said. Weiss crossed her arms.
"It's just that I don't see why I wasn't made the team leader! She hasn't shown anything to earn this position!" She countered.
"And you think you have?" Zer0 responded.
"Of course! I've been training for this for a long, long time. I've worked much more than anyone else to get here."
"Because being a rich kid/ Is so hard working." Zer0 responded sracastically. Weiss didn't say anything after that, but continued to cross her arms.
"Who're you to complain?/ Your life's been spared so much pain/ Born with all you'd need. You have everything/ Your comforts all guaranteed/ So, what's the problem?" Zer0 asked. Weiss didn't say anything, and looked down, while Ruby still seemed conflicted on what to do/say.
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"Your words have…some truth in them, but I don't wish to share this with you, Mr. Zer0." Weiss responded politely, which felt odd since she was literally fuming at him a few seconds ago. Zer0 sighed.
"I'm not good at this/ Consoling people, I mean/ If you have noticed. But take this into/ Consideration, for your/ Teammates, and yourself." Zer0 sighed and placed a hand on Weiss' shoulder.
"Like I said before/ Treat all your foes with respect/ But also your friends." He lifted his hand.
"Goodbye."
And with that, Zer0 walked away.
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"Well, I can see you're certainly much more direct than any other teacher I've ever had."
"It's my way, Ozpin."
The Assassin replied as he turned a corner, encountering the Headmaster, coffee mug in hand as usual.
"You certainly are…unique, in terms of social interaction." Ozpin stated.
"You're saying it's a bad thing?" Zer0 asked.
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"Not at all, though I can't help your…direct approach towards them."
"The best way to learnYou're training students/ To kill black creatures out there/ They shouldn't be dumb." Zer0 responded.
"True, but I request for you to be…less, direct to them, I suppose. They are still teenagers." The Assassin snorted.
"You do realize/ You're only delaying the/ Inevitable?" Zer0 questioned. Ozpin sighed, and gripped his coffee mug tightly. With essentially nothing to lose, Ozpin spoke in Zer0's perspective.
"…Grimm are also inevitable to destroy us all, for as we've seen, they eat no food, only man. Yet we continue to fight them. You are inevitable to die as well, yet you continue to hunt challenges. By your definition, you're merely delaying the inevitable yourself." Ozpin countered. Zer0 said nothing.
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"I have my reasons/ Perhaps I blind myself, but/ You blind your students." He responded. Ozpin sighed.
"Perhaps I'll be able to share with you more about this topic one day, Mr. Zer0. Until then, I hope you have a pleasant evening." He said as he began to walk away.
"…When is my first task?" Zer0 asked. The Headmaster stopped in his tracks, and stopped for a moment.
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"Soon Mr. Zer0, soon." He resumed walking, leaving Zer0 all alone. He sighed.
"I hate these cryptic people/ Much too confusing."
And with that, Zer0 walked away as well.
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Hello everybody!
Super sorry about the…um, cliché chapter? Too little happened chapter? I guess?
Anyways, for anybody wondering, yes, I am going to put more than Volume 1 events plus Zer0 in the first few chapters here, and for the Volume 1 events Zer0 WILL be in, I'll try to make a difference, though that's difficult since there's really next to no plot in the first Volume, which is the problem I had here.
Sorry that this chapter had too little. Or that's how I felt like it was anyways. It probably really is though.
I'm also probably getting Zer0 wrong, but I'm still trying to establish who he is here, so yeah.
Claptrap: What about me?!
You'll get your time Claptrap, sooner than you think.
"Why is Zer0 being such a dick?!"
…He was on Pandora. Pan-Fucking-Dora. If you were an Assassin on a planet like that, you'd just stab anyone who annoyed you/anybody who seemed annoying. Don't get me wrong, Weiss is in my Top 2 favorite characters, but let's face it, she was just being annoying here.
Anyways, reviews!
SilentXD7: Thanks! Glad you're enjoying the story! I'm probably going to add a Vault Hunter, since people seem to want to, and most of them do indeed want Krieg, so there's a good chance there.
NIPPLE SALADS: Krieg does seem to be a neutral choice here, and he does seem to be the most wanted, maybe. As for being a double agent, he'll essentially be out in the open, so the only way that will work is if he's a bad guy, or working for Cinder/Roman.
Oh yeah. I think I've read that story once. Pretty good one-shots.
Drink My Piss: "These people had lives, and families, and- Oh who am I kidding, Fuck those guys!" – Claptrap.
You tell me.
Roboman007: Oh. Well thanks for leaving a review.
Prof. Pancakes: I'll definitely add a new Vault Hunter soon enough, but who is up for debate. Thanks, glad you're enjoying the story.
Guest: Would a battle ready claptrap count as a vault hunter?
I don't really know what that means, but if it's about Claptrap being combat ready, it'll happen, probably sooner than you think.
One cut Two cut: Thanks.
Guest 1: Nothing. Just felt like that would be a somewhat-Neo thing to say, despite the fact we literally don't know her, yet a lot of the fandom seems to love her.
Guest: The one who posted 4 Reviews at the same time.
1.) As I've previously stated, I have yet to play the DLCs. You might think it's stupid to write this story when I haven't yet…And you're right, but I have watched a lot of DLC gameplay videos on youtube, rewatched a LOT of their character dialogues, and even watched my own brother play it, so I think I have at least a Decent grasp of it.
2.) Maya would be interesting, and the points you made are pretty good. But each Vault Hunter has their own personality, saying all Axton has is a Turret is like saying Maya is just a Siren, that might be a bad analogy, but you get the point. So yeah, that is still under debate.
3.) *Vietnam Flashback of Zer0 just nuking everything with the Norfleet*
"AAGAGHAGHHHGHH!"
"AHHHHH!"
"AGGGGGGGGG-!"
…That'd be a good idea.
4.) Zer0 being hired to assassinate someone is something I DO plan to happen, although I doubt Zer0 would fail, since…well, he's Zer0, also, it can't be a student, due to the deal…or can it?
Asstrap: Woops. Sorry about that.
Claptrap: Really unique name by the way!
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That's that.
UPDATE SCHEDULE!
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Yeah, I honestly have none at this point. When a chapter's done, it's done. Each one seems to be longer than the others, and that's completely unintentional.
So yeah, when a chapter's done, it's done. Sorry I can't really give more than that.
Feel free to leave your criticism, suggestions, tips, ideas or just thoughts on the story so far in the reviews!
Please do, cause I really do feel like this chapter sucked.
"THIS IS SO CLICHÉ!"
I know this chapter feels cliché, but there really isn't anything else I can change due to the ridiculously short episodes of Volume 1, and the next-to-no plot, though I will try to change things, as well as add some events that weren't in Volume 1, since it would just be something that I'm sure all of you have already read.
Thank you for reading, and have a great day.
Also, if aRabidHobo is reading this...sorry for not replying to your PM, I couldn't really think up of a response long enough to satisfy everything said so far, sinc everything's been said already.