(AN): So, you know how enemies basically turn into bloody pieces of themselves as they die?
Well if you do; then this chapter will contain quite a mess…
Enjoy!
The whole of the amphitheater watched in a weighty silence, curious as to how the supposed Hunter would land. Many of the first students had chuckled lightly at the quote. Many raising a few eyebrows. Older students meanwhile believe that such a comment made them think that, whoever they were, was incredibly arrogant.
Amid the commotion was a peculiar team known as RWBY. While curious themselves, they had something a little different going on in their conversations.
"Hey guys…? Did it get kind of chilly in here or is that just me?" Ruby asked, her eyes dilated. Leaving her in a cold sweat making her shudder.
"Feel what?" Yang, her step-sister asked concerned her eyebrow had raised. Picking up on the question Blake turned towards Ruby.
"Ruby, are you feeling alright? You seem a bit pale." Blake said placing a hand on her team leaders shoulder. Ruby meanwhile sat deeper into her seat rubbing her arms uncertainly shaking her head.
"E-ehh, I think it might just be the a/c. Never mind." She answered waving away with a small smile. They both had blinked when one of the students started to shout.
"Hey, look! I think he's preparing to land!"
Swiveling their heads forward towards the projection, it showed the armored Hunter rapidly dropping towards the ground. The students watched in mild confusion when they had noticed that the man wasn't doing anything at all. Their posture was completely relaxed; it was as if he was just standing mid-air.
They he would try to do something at least. Use their momentum to flip off a thick branch, try to angle themselves in a way that would be least damaging. But it was evident that he wasn't going to move, making them speculate that maybe he has a semblance that helps with this kind of stuff.
But when the man finally did stop, they never imagined it would be like this.
They watched in incredulity when his foot touched the edge of a branch and went motionless. It was as if inertia had given up on existing. The tree seemed to barely move at all. Its leaves still swaying in a slow breeze when he suddenly jumped down to the forest floor.
"That's- that's impossible!" Weiss yelled exasperated.
The man looked upwards at the tree shrugging and carried on through the underbrush by beginning in a sprint, rapidly gaining speed. Soon enough the man had started to climb his way up jumping from branch to branch with very little effort.
Eventually, the aspiring hunters inside the building started to take note of a few things about this Hunter and their deceptive style. Those who were apathetic in the beginning were now devoted to see how this would play out. Blake Belladonna was one of these students.
Her eyes had tracked the armored Huntsman easily, being well accustomed to fast and agile attacks she gathered that whoever they were, they had incredible eyesight. Their hand-eye coordination was nearly perfect since it seemed to her that he barely had to look at where he was stepping to find the next branch.
By looking even closer she was shocked to find that every time they jumped and landed, the leaves on the branch, no matter how thin, never appeared to move. It was as if he was stepping on air. Her eyes widen in recognition.
'Incredible, this hunter must be legendary in experience and skill. Even with an entire suit of armor weighing him down he is still able to run and jump as if he was wearing nothing at all.' She drums her fingers on her lap.
'At this point I don't even think he needs a weapon.' She thinks to herself for a moment. Her bow twitching ever so slightly.
The many conversations inside was interrupted by a sudden loud and terrifying shriek rebounding from the speakers as a large black shadow loomed across the projection.
The hunters apparent show of agility was cut short when a burst of black feathers tore across the screen breaking apart the tree he was on into splinters. Initially surprised he fell, stopping his decent as if he was always standing. Looking to the sky he saw the culprits. The cameras panned up showing not one, but three Nevermores circling above.
The screen split showing three cameras at once. One looking upwards at the sky monitoring the Nevermores, the second at the Hunter in front of the recently destroyed tree, while the third showed a truly horrific sight. The Hunters in training watched in shock as a wave of Grimm stampede its way towards the hunter.
It seemed as if an entire village worth of Grimm appeared. Old and young Grimm alike charging forth in a sporadic wave. Ursas, Beowolves and Boarbatusks and so on swarmed in from all sides quickly closing in. A few Deathstalkers scuttled around, the Grimm like a tidal wave on a beach soon encircled the man.
Few could muster up the courage to keep on looking at the screen. Those who stayed though, witnessed an Alpha Beowolf lunge forward, it's bone-like claws stretching out an inch away from the Hunters neck. When in a flash the Alphas head abruptly disappeared. The rest of the body could be seen flying out of frame slamming into a few other Grimm making them stumble.
Then without any warning they stopped, hesitant to move forward. Everyone dropped their jaws at the scene before them.
"Grimm don't just stop like that. Not even the oldest and the most experienced ones would ever even attempt to do so." Blake said her eyes wide.
"Yeah, that's just plain unnatural. I mean, look at them!" Yang exclaimed pointing to the wave of Grimm.
"Grimm don't just stand still when rushing someone!" Weiss interjected.
"As ludicrous as this may sound, it might just be his Semblance. That's just speculation but-" Weiss cut herself off when she turned to the rest of her team noticing Ruby was deathly still. The atypical hush from their team leader quickly gained the attention of Yang and Blake as well.
Her face was pale as her hands at the side of her head. Her eyes which were usually filled with naïve determination was replaced by an uncharacteristic amount of distress.
"Ruby…? Ruby! Hey, are you alright?" Yang asked alarmed trying to get her sisters attention. Ruby grabbed her hand tightly with both of hers. Her silver eyes staring straight into Yang's; her voice shaky.
"Girls, I… I think I need some fresh air…" She tries to stand, her movements unsteady.
Her team looks in concern as they tried to comfort her. Unknown to them, a certain villain was watching a few seats above. An eye concealed by her dark hair as her head slowly bowed to the side.
"How interesting…"
'Well, that didn't take long now did it?' I think to myself sardonically looking upon the sea of Grimm in front of me. My heart still pounding from the lunge. The body of the Beowolf slowly started to melt away, a crawling, black smoke wafting off into the wind.
My cocky attitude did a one-eighty however when my brain decided to remember that sharp things and throats end up with death.
'Oh my god, I could have had my throat cut open.' The reality of the situation slowly creeped up to me. I eye the Grimm around me, my stomach digging itself a hole as I realize that this...
This was all real.
'Oh, sweet mother of mercy why in the hell did I ever think this was a good idea!?'
There were Alphas, Beowolves, Boarbatusks, Ursas, a multitude of Deathstalkers and THREE Nevermores for god's sake! The Grimm, when looked at with your own two eyes are incomprehensibly horrifying! What makes things even worse is how bloody undetailed they seem to be in the show in comparison to real life!
Just…!
Alright; to give you an image as to how the Ursa Majors looks like; imagine a grizzly bear the size of a truck put on steroids with black muscles so taught that they look like veins of carbon fiber. I thank whatever god is out there watching me right now that they are still motionless and not attacking me all at once-
"SCREECH!"
"Oh shi-!" was all I could slur before being bombarded by another burst of black feathers. Barely able to dodge I back-peddled my way away from the attack, grabbing onto one of the feathers as support. Like a gun shot in the beginning of a race; the rest of the Grimm seemed to have snaped out of whatever daze they seemed to be in and resumed their rush. Which of course they did so in the best way to bend me over:
By rushing me from all sides.
I could only scream as I rear my right arm as far as I could, the world slowing down into a crawl as I feel the adrenaline cascade down my body, my eyes wide truly thinking that this was one very big mistake.
But at the time, I could only focus on one thing; and that is to get out of this damned forest alive.
"Holy crap." Was the collective response to what they were seeing on the screen. Students had turned green when they saw the brutality of the Hunters attacks. The surprise ran deep enough that many missed what happened initially. They only heard a sharp and throat tearing battle cry when the Grimm in front of him seemed to explode into body parts.
The Hunter burst into a blaze of fire breaking through the lines of Grimm as an explosion sent many flying into the air only stopping when hitting the branches of the trees or other Grimm. A stray broken shard of bone flew from the epicenter smacking into the lens of the camera showing what was going on. Rendering the video useless before another camera activated.
They saw him quite a distance away from their initial standing; right in front of a Deathstalker in fact. Unfortunately for it, the Hunter showed no signs of stopping; his fist slamming right into its faceplate, shattering it. The resulting blow made it flip landing straight into its back.
In a single bound the Hunter grabbed its infamously poisonous tail with both hands and started to force the stinger into its weak underside repeatedly. The Deathstalker writhed below him but he held firm; spouts of black ooze trailing behind the stinger. The merciless attack soon ended the creature, its limbs flying out from under him at the last flurry, the limbs of the monster detached dramatically into fragments.
It was as if the sheer brutality of his punches was enough to make it explode.
The Hunter stood up from the carcass of the Deathstalker bursting into flames again; a Beowolf that was unfortunate enough to be in the way soon found its body non-existent. The rest met a similar fate.
This went on for what seemed to be an eternity, the whole room white in shock. Their weapons that they carry could barely make any noticeable damage against the natural armor. It would take either a certainly strong Huntsman or a person that is skilled in their semblance to do anything close to what they are seeing.
Yet this man, this absolute madman of strength, can shatter the bone from the Grimm with his bare hands!
Its when they finally comprehend that whoever they were looking at, is more than just some legendary Hunter.
In the end broken bodies of Grimm of all sizes were strewn across the forest floor. Splintered trees littered the fight while shattered rock outcropped from the impacts. In the middle of it all was the armored Hunter now breathing heavily. A Nevermores feather sticking out of his left shoulder.
His fight wasn't over though when another screech from the Grimm above him. Hundreds of feathers fell from the sky down onto him. With a jump he dodged the attack, bursting away from the line of fire hiding behind a tree.
The students watched in baited breath to see how he would make his way out of this one.
"Haa…! Haa…! H-holy-! Aaugh!" I clutched at my left arm looking at the massive feather in the space between my armor. With a shaky hand I gripped at the base of its shaft. I grit my teeth as I sharply pull out the offending thing. Surprisingly there was no blood in the end of it, and much less pain than I expected. It was still there though making me grunt.
Slowly I look up into the blue sky above the trees watching as the three Nevermores circled me.
"I need to find higher ground. But where can I find-" my eyes catch something off in the distance. A stone tower of some kind. I nod to myself preparing to run.
"That will do." And so; I rushed off straight towards the structure. I could hear the flapping of giant wings as the three Nevermores gave chase. Soon enough my Frostspark boots weren't going to out run them anytime soon. Deciding this wasn't going to work I dig my heels down deep into the ground pushing myself forwards in a miniature jump propelling myself forward.
The result was exactly what I wanted. I feel myself speed up, a draining feeling starting to trickle down in the back of my mind. It was a weird feeling not the same as fatigue but somehow familiar. After a few seconds though I start to feel the pull of the drain increase.
I pushed my questions to the back of my mind I find that the stone tower was very close. It was very basic in shape, just a cylinder with some windows carved into its sides every two meters or so. I quickly look behind me to see the Nevermores slowly gliding towards me.
"Drat." I think quickly looking back up at the stone tower.
"It's a good of a time as any to see if I can use this…!" With that I trust my hand forward a massive chain launching from the depths of my cloak a burning orange and black chain with a massive clawed spike at the end reaching forward easily gripping into the sides of the tower.
Instantaneously my feet left the ground. I angled myself making sure that my feet were facing parallel to the walls of the tower. My feet hit the stone with the same odd feeling of having the third law of physics break at my will. Thrusting my hand forward another hook shoot from my cloak grabbing at the top edge of the tower pulling me up again.
Rolling onto my side I scan the horizon finding the three massive birds slowly gliding over to me.
'Alright, what now…?' I turn my head around me seeing only broken marble pillars a tire in width. Looking even closer I find that their ends angled into sharp jagged points. Slowly an idea started to form. Looking back, the Nevermores were closer meaning that I needed to hurry.
Quickly running towards one of the broken pillars I close my fist rearing back before slamming it into the marble at an angle. The shards flew across the top of the tower falling down bellow as I grip with all my might hefting it up with a grunt laying it upon my shoulder.
Balancing the thing was the hard part but I soon lined up my body with one of the Nevermores right in my sights. It was close now, probably only two football fields away. The rest in an equal distance.
Taking a few steps back I launch myself forward throwing the pillar watching in amazement as the makeshift spear flew across the sky, impacting the monster straight into its massive body. It squawked in pain and surprise before falling into the forest bellow.
I smile knowing that this just might work. Without hesitation I ran back breaking another pillar from its base before lining up my shot again. This time aiming for the one on the right of me. I repeated the steps from before, watching as the marble spear fly. Regrettably, the Grimm saw this coming and move out of its way. Huffing in disappointment I run back grabbing two this time.
I throw the first one, the Grimm dodges, I threw the second one just a moment after and the Nevermore fell from the sky.
'Okay, we're almost done. Dear god I hope that I am going to be done after this…'
The last Nevermore however was too close for me to grab another pillar again. In seconds it would land right on top of me. Panicking I start to think of a way to bring it down. And because of the spur of the moment planning I looked at its wings gaining inspiration.
'This… is going to be stupid, I will most likely be laughed at if I ever told anyone this but damn it it's all I got!'
Getting a running start, I run full speed towards the edge jumping as far as I could just before the Grimm passed by. Luckily it worked! I was able to grab into the feathers just over the right wing. Slowly, I moved myself to the center down the middle of its spine when a memory of Chapter 8 flashed through my mind.
'Huh, this is an odd time to relieve nostalgia but okay.'
"SCREE!" the sound of the Nevermores scream springs me back to reality as I continue my way forwards.
"S-So, climactic finisher huh!?" I look down at the neck of the massive bird.
"Well!" I raise both my hands making a claw out of them.
"then I really hope this one-ups Ruby's!" I thrust down with both my hands digging my fingers deep into its muscles and with it I start to pull! It starts to scream, the Nevermore's movements started to flail when I heard something tear. Daring not to open my eyes I just start to redouble my efforts when suddenly with a very wet crunch; the head of a Nevermore was in my hands.
"…"
I could only look in bewilderment of the fact that I was holding a creature's entire head in my hands before its body went limp and started to drop back into the ground. As I jump off falling away from it I was only able to say one thing:
"I cannot believe all of that just worked."
"Professor…?"
"Yes, Glynda?" he took a sip with his coffee.
"How am I supposed to explain this to the public?"
Ozpin gulped down the rest of his drink before swiveling on his heels heading towards the school.
"I have no earthly clue."
(AN): Aaaaand…! DONE!
HEY!
EXPLANATION TIME!
So! I did even more homework in the light of the weapons and abilities in game and how they would work if they were up to scale to the reality of RWBY. Firstly, by building a world with markers made from bars and torches, I had made four 20 block long lines of the metals back to back. One block equals 2 feet, so in total there is an 160ft long (or just above fifty-three meters) of metal bars.
As a comparison, I used a football field, which is also 160 feet, to test the speed of the Solar Flare armor and the Frostsparkboots. By using the timer on my phone, a character using the Solar Flare armor and the Frostspark boots without prefixes could cross the entire build in a respectable FOUR seconds!
While many RWBY characters have been shown to be much faster in speed (cough cough Ruby) who could pretty much shatter the soundbarrier and crack stone with the sheer wake of her speed.
Even then, someone that could bound across an entire length of a football field in that short of a time span is nothing to laugh at.
The burst of speed that you can use isn't a push over either. 34 blocks (68ft) is how far you can go until you completely stop. Takes one second to do so. Additionally, The Solar Eruptions reach is identical in length.
Pretty impressive, right?
Well, there's more: You could throw the Daybreak just about 4 times a second. The Star Wrath and the Nebula Blaze have the same attack speed as the Daybreak making them swing and/or punch at the same speed.
The SDMG's attack speed is on another level. It has the use time of 5, now with the help of the equation that I made myself:
Attacks/Rounds Per-second= (use time)/60. Sixty because of the frame cap.
That means that the SDMG could fire 12 rounds a second or 720 rounds per minute. Making it faster than the M60 by ~70 rounds.
Now, you might think that might be not much considering the type of crap RWBY could pull off. Well, you would be correct, if it wasn't for the fact that when they are swinging/thrusting with their weapons they usually must counter act the weight of their weapons; making them faster in follow ups and combos.
Meanwhile in Terraria, our characters are fully extending their reach with their arms. Ever try to swing a sword nearly eight feet in length with one hand every .25 seconds with your arm fully extended? With the capabilities of using weight and positioning now, John could very well match some if not most of the cast in speed.
The amount of carnage that John could create by even using ONE of his weapons would be very, very, alarming to some villainous parties in the world of Remnant. It would make sense the Ozpin would have picked up on the danger that could surface if he were to ever use them out in daylight.
That, and its also a cheap way for me to create a kind of restriction to make sure that John doesn't become a Garry Sue. He might have the abilities to create almost anything one could need.
If he could find out how to open his god damn inventory anyway.
**Also; I'll just state out right that he will NOT be wearing his Solar Armor forever. For pretty obvious reasons. **
I very well could be completely wrong with this though since I am HORRID at math, but I tried :P.
PLEASE do go on and review and tell me weather my math is wrong! Give me ideas or whatever, anyway, thanks for reading and see you next time!
P.S: Longest chapter yet! WHOO!