A/N
Summary will change because it is actually wrong and belonged to the original storyline I had for this story. But I rewrote the thing before I started posting. What you are reading is actually the second version with a different summary and storyline, but same plot. Characters were different in the original thing, and included a completely different OC team. Chris had a different first and last name and was also lazier. But I will be changing the summary next chapter and I may also post the original version of this story if I get enough requests. If you want me to post it, vote for it in the poll available on my profile or just review saying yes or no. Also I decided to take a small rest before posting the chapter because I was tired. I have about 4 chapters already written, just not typed.
Chapter 7: Looks Like One Hell of a Migraine for the Years to Come
Chris's Head/Infirmary
3rd POV
~FunFact: Chris will be working on a Let's Play! X-over Fic with RvB and RWBY soon! Expected to be posted by the time he gets to ep. 16!~
Chris's Dream
Chris was having a dream.
It was a dream that he seems to always have, every 15 or 16 days. It was always the same thing: he would see a person who looked much like himself, the only differences being that he had streaks of brown in his hair and a patch of purple hair sat over his left eye. The lookalike also was older, approximately in his mid twenties and was taller. Much taller. The clone was nearly 6'5"! The other Chris was in a lab of sorts. The room was a mess. There were vials, broken beakers and other lab equipment, books, notes, and cages strewn all throughout the room. The other Chris was bent over a steel table and had his arms covering his face.
"What have I done?" He whispered.
He lifted his face up, revealing that he had two long scratches that extended over his left eye and were bleeding profusely. His right eye burned burgundy, but his once burgundy left eye was now a pitch black orb, nearly resembling a bird's eye.
"God... What have I created!?" He cried as he threw more of his notes to the floor. Soft sobs could be heard. He then lifted a hand to his injured left eye.
"I can't see... So this is only a portion of my punishment... Then so be it." He grabbed a roll of gauze from the floor and proceeded to wrap it around his head.
"I must help the people fight these-these monsters... I will provide them with weapons, with supplies, with shelter, and with the skills needed to destroy these soulless creatures. It is all I can do to hope that my soul will be redeemed of this sin." He walked over to a vault that sat on one side of the lab. He opened it up, and reached in.
"I will use this to fight, and hope that one day, my descendants will end this nightmare. For the good of all humanity." The dream began to fade into darkness.
"C.I.E.L., Release Project Alpha F-18." was all that could be heard before the dream ended.
Reality
Chris shot up into a sitting position, breathing hard as he began to awaken slowly. when he finally was fully awake, Chris took a look around, studying his surroundings. He noticed that he was in a hospital bed, a heart monitor and aura charger stood to his right.
'I must be in the Beacon infirmary.' Chris thought to himself.
Chris got out of the bed and began to walk towards the door. But just as he was about to open it, the door burst open, revealing Allen holding a live ram by the scruff of its neck and its tail. He let the ram go and it pranced off to wence it came. Allen walked into the room, but saw that Chris wasn't in his bed. He was about to go searching for Chris when he heard a muffled "ow", coming from behind the door. He grabbed the doorknob and closed the door. Chris had been pancaked against the wall, hard enough that he had left an impression on the wall, and slid down the wall slowly, Looney Tunes style.
"Oh, there you are Chris... What were you doing behind the door?" Allen asked, a look of confusion on his face.
Chris got up from the floor and glared at Allen. He brushed some plaster off his jacket and out of his hair, before he responded.
"I fucking hate you sometimes. Lets go get Nikolai and head towards the auditorium. Thats where Ozpin said we are to report too after we got the artifacts, right?"
Allen nodded. He and Chris left the room, heading towards the auditorium.
~~~~~~~~~~Chris can't draw legs or feet very well on males, and has problems with eyes, but can draw females fairly well.~~~~~~~~~~
"Russel Thrush. Cardin Winchester. Dove Bronzewing. Sky Lark." Ozpin said, as a group of four boys stepped forward, their profiles appearing on the massive screen on the auditorium wall behind them.
"The four of you retrieved the black bishop pieces. From this day forward, you will work together as Team CRDL, led by... Cardin Winchester!" The audience cheered, as four more students walked up to the stage to take their places in front of the headmaster as their faces fill the screen.
"Jaune Arc. Lie Ren. Pyrrha Nikos. Nora Valkyrie. The four of you retrieved the white rook pieces. From this day forward, you will work together as Team JNPR." Ozpin announced.
Amid the clapping, Nora laughed and gave Ren a hug.
"Led by... Jaune Arc!" Ozpin said with a small smile.
"Huh? L-Led by...?" Said a shell-shocked Jaune.
"Congratulations, young man." The headmaster grinned at him broadly.
A beaming Pyrrha offered a friendly shoulder bump to Jaune, but her "fine leader" fell over, in front of the laughing audience.
Pyrrha simply gave a nervous smile, cheeks red.
Then, four more students walked up as the newly formed JNPR exited the stage.
"Blake Belladonna. Ruby Rose. Weiss Schnee. Yang Xiao Long." Ozpin said, motioning them over in front of him.
"The four of you retrieved the white knight pieces. From this day forward, you will work together as Team RWBY. Led by... Ruby Rose!"
Weiss looked to her right, surprised, where Ruby is obviously in shock. Yang walked up and gave her sister a tight hug.
"I'm so proud of you!" She said as she squeezed the air out of Ruby.
They walked off the stage, as four students took their place in front of the headmaster.
"Nicholas Arion. Victor Albadan. Luxia Whiteflare. Chamele Nightshade," he said, their profiles appearing on the screen.
"The four of you retrieved the black knight pieces. From this day forward, you will work together as Team VLCN (A/N: Vulcan). Led by... Victor Albadan!" Ozpin announced to renewed waves of cheering.
Victor's mouth dropped. "Me? Leader?" He said, astonished. Nick clapped him in the shoulder, laughing and smiling, and Chamele and Luxia hugged each other in excitement. "Congrats, you tall freak!" Nick said, still grinning up at his friend.
They four walked off the stage as Chris, Allen, Nikolai walked up to stand before Ozpin.
"And finally... Nikolai Blásquez. Allen Corvus. Christopher Corvus," he said, their pictures appearing on the screen above.
"The three of you retrieved the white king piece. But due to a shortage of students this year, you three will be a team of three. And from this day forward, you will work together as Team CAN (A/N: Carnelian (a shade of brown) or Canopy (a shade of dark green) still can't decide which one, you tell me). Led by... Christopher Corvus!"
"Fuck." Chris muttered.
POP!
Streams of confetti and streamers fell onto Chris's head. The culprit of the confetti rain being non-other than Allen, who had taken out a confetti launcher (those things that look like maracas but have a piece of paper over the top and have a string at the bottom of the handle that you can pull and confetti pops out from inside the thing, unleashing a very unwanted mess of colored paper), and was grinning like he was crazy.
"It looks like things are shaping up to be an... interesting year." Ozpin said to himself amid the last round of cheers.
"Yeah, an interesting year full of fucking migraines." Chris muttered to himself as he and his new team walked of the stage
It looked like Advil just gained a regular customer for the next four years.
~~~~~~~~~The Word Count is Over 9,000!~~~~~~~~~~
A/N
Well sorry for the wait, I've been very tired lately but here you are. Also can someone help me decide between one of the two names I mentioned above for Team CAN. Next chapter will be up in about a week or later. I will be on a Service Retreat this Thursday and Friday, so I won't post the next chapter earlier like I would had if my dad hadn't signed me up for it last minute. A portion of the last part came from a future chapter my friend, Victor Albadan, will be posting for The Beast Within. Also, I had a Valentines Day special chapter planned, an alternate dream to the one Chris was having in this chapter, but I didn't finish it on time. I will still post it though before I post the next chapter. Anyway, till next time.
-Chris
