Prime Heroes

A RWBY/Transformers Crossover

Chapter 6:

"Next question, please," Gekido pleaded, starting to turn red in the face with suppressed laughter. The last question/answer combo in the current round of Cards Against Sanity was as follows: Maximus was the Card Tzar, and drew the phrase 'When you get down to it, *blank* is just *blank*'; Gekido played 'My first kill' and 'A bitch slap', earning him just that from the other three players; Ruby then laid down 'This groovy new thing called LSD' followed by 'Not contributing to society in any meaningful way; finally, Evan turned the phrase into 'When you get down to it, Sasquatch is just A fully dressed female videogame character'. Needless to say, the real choices landed between Ruby's blunt honesty and Evan's spontaneous hilarity. Evan was the next Card Tzar, and he drew a card after some rather amusing simulated angst. His eyes moved rapidly across the card a couple of times before setting it down on the table.

"'What's a girl's best friend'," Evan read aloud. Max laid down a card almost immediately:

"'Spectacular abs'," the smooth-voiced robo-man answered, only slightly joking with that one. Ruby followed.

"'An M-16 assault rifle'," Ruby laid down her card before crossing her arms and nodding like she'd just come up with the winning answer. Evan hummed in slight agreement and curiosity. "Never let you down." Gekido paused slightly before having to agree with her logic.

"I guess not," the Kaiju host admitted, interrupted by Ruby going on another weapon tirade.

"Although, maybe I'd probably merge it with something," the young girl admitted. "I dunno, maybe an axe… nice heavy-hitter."

"That costs money though," Gekido stopped her before she could go on and on for the next ten hours and played his next card. "'A man on the brink of orgasm'." Max stood up violently to this one and shouted 'REALLY?!'

Evan grunted, trying to decide between his choices, when Yang snuck up behind him.

"Oh hi Yang, what's up," Evan wore a nervous smile. The well-endowed young woman simply handed him a white card before walking off with Rosso. Well, that was interesting. Might as well read the card. "Oh, okay. 'Maximum insertion'." Gekido couldn't contain his laughter any longer and started chuckling. "Huh?"

"Insert where," Ruby asked innocently, and both Max and Gekido burst out laughing, sending bellows of amusement throughout the halls of nearly the entire school. Evan could only scratch his head in confusion. He had literally no idea what was going on. Joshua's head rounded the corner and peeped in with an eyebrow raised. The team leader sighed, shrugged, and walked off to his dorm in that order.

Things only got stranger through the night.

The next day, Joshua and Pyrrha both woke up late, Pyrrha due to staying up late and Joshua because of his delayed puberty finally kicking in.

"I hate this," Joshua squeaked in the shower. "I mean, I've already passed sounding like Simba, and now I'm gonna sound like Captain America? What's next, Sean Connery or Liam Neeson?"

Nora burst out laughing. Even Ren couldn't suppress a smile at Joshua's misfortune.

"For all we know," Ren said in a wiseass tone, "tomorrow you could end up sounding like Jar Jar Binks - ."

"Oh, HELL NO," Joshua shouted, poking his head out of the showers to reveal that his face now had stubble, most of which he was now shaving. His wet hair was parted to the sides in a vain attempt to get the 5-inch locks out of his face. His eyes had changed from a straight-up cobalt to more of a gunmetal blue with a few strokes of admiral mixed in. All of that was accented with red skin, likely due to showering in hot water, a blush, most of the day out in the sun yesterday, or a combination of the three. All in all, he was one handsome devil. "Not that puppet, not in a million years no. I'd rather talk like Yoda for the rest of forever, or sound like Liam or Sean by tomorrow, than live my life talking like that half-witted clutz trap."

Joshua shut the door to the showers so as to not get on anyone's bad side or rust any of the weapons, and turned back to the mirror to begin shaving. He had to ask for advice on shaving from Max last night due to him already growing a patch of stubble within only a couple of hours.

Following the advice given to him, he applied the shave gel to his face (after reading the instructions first, not wanting to make a total fool of himself), took a razor borrowed from Prime, and began shaving against the grain as was recommended. Somehow, Joshua (A/N: I'm having problems saying 'Joshua' and not 'Jaune', so bear with me if I screw up) was able to avoid cutting himself with the blade. Max had warned him about that little problem, and even informed him that most people cut themselves on their first few tries. Thinking nothing of it, Joshua washed off the remaining suds and wiped his face down. He heard something behind him and without hesitation turned to face whatever it was. His face turned red upon seeing the person who snuck up on him.

Joshua and Pyrrha both walked out of the bathroom after two minutes, both redder than beets. Pyrrha covered herself with a towel and was clutching near the top left front. Archus had combed his rapidly growing hair back, slicking it back in a rather handsome hairstyle. Nora immediately understood what had happened and turned red at the thought of it, most especially the thought of she and Ren repeating the incident. Lie, on the other hand, simply raised an eyebrow and asked what happened calmly.

"We don't talk about that," Joshua whimpered. "Alright, new team rule: one at a time in the showers unless you want a peek." Ren's face turned a slight rose color upon hearing that, seeming to finally understand what happened in the showers.

"Tell me you at least shaved," the normally stoic teen seemed embarrassed upon asking. No, he did not understand.

"I don't think you understand what happened," the leader responded, evidently flustered. "I had just finished shaving as soon as she came out. I heard her and turned around, and the rest I refuse to speak of. Happy?"

"No, I understood completely. You saw each other naked, I get that. I was just asking if you managed to shave first because you don't have any cuts on your face." He did get it. Thank the heavens.

"Oh," Joshua mumbled awkwardly. "Sorry, my bad."

Out of nowhere, rock music with a rather loud bass rocked the room quite literally and pun intended, knocking J. Archus off his balance slightly and scaring Pyrrha so bad she accidentally released her towel for a few seconds. Boy, that would've been embarrassing to say the least, especially when they saw a certain short-haired motorcycle driving teen staring through the window with one helluva creepy face plastered on his skull.

"Turn that down, hooligan," Weiss could be heard screaming from the dorm across the hallway. "I'm still waking up here."

"GEKIDO, TURN THAT DOWN," Maximus thundered. "YOU'LL SHATTER MY PHONICS."

"It's good for the soul, dude," Hagane returned to the both of them. "We all need a little Swedish rock in our lives. WOOP!"

"And there goes the neighborhood," Nora commented as she took a towel and entered the showers. Ren followed, evidently not caring whether he saw his partner naked or not.

"And there goes Lie's head," Pyrrha mumbled softly. "Best be getting ready for the day."

"Agreed," Joshua whispered, tired of all the cracks in his voice. The last surviving Archus turned his back to Pyrrha as he slipped his pants on. He had an undershirt, socks, pants, and had just started pulling on his white button-up when he made the mistake of turning. At least this time Pyrrha had on her undergarments and had just pulled up whatever they were that went on her legs. Leggings, he supposed.

He still turned around, red in the face, and began buttoning up his shirt. No good with bowties, he decided he'd go with a double windsor tie with golden clips loaned by his good friend Stahl Krieger. Speaking of whom, he wondered how his silver-haired friend was doing…

*Shade Academy, Vacuo*

"Remind me how I got stuck with you," Stahl sighed, slipping into his red shorts. Seriously, how did he get stuck with such a pest as Ronald Wilhelm?

"We were chosen to be partners by the Pater Magnus himself," Ron explained. "For a reason which I cannot yet explain, this was his will. Now please stop speaking and do what you must. As it is, the time is - ."

"Nine thirty, dude," Krieger complained. "I get it, you like being on time, all the time. It's the first night, first day of classes start in the morning. At the very least, you should relax your adamant schedule."

"Should I ever do so, my internal clock may get destroyed. Bear in mind that, of the two of us, I'm the one who trains more."

"Fucking bullshit, you ask me," Stahl huffed as he pulled his white tank top over his head. "I bust my ass trying to reach another level in combat, and you just get it handed to you on a silver platter."

"It's called Aura, my good brother," Ron stated proudly. "Something you will never understand unless you take the position of your father - ."

Stahl ignited his own Aura in anger, flaring a fitting cold steel field of color around his body. Ronald stared blankly at Stahl for what felt like ten minutes. Stahl got so freaked out that he pulled out his Scroll and checked the time. Sure enough and thankfully, it was less than a minute.

"Well," Wilhelm eventually said. "That was certainly unexpected. I pray you'll request for someone to patch up your seals."

"Not happening, Spider-Eyes," Stahl answered. "I chose to do this myself so I could actually advance a little quicker."

"Oh, please," the son of the Pater Magnus laughed. "You couldn't hurt a fly even with Aura."

Stahl pounced on his teammate, overpowering the snarky heir within seconds.

"You think I'm unfit to be team leader for Team KRCN (Kraken)," Krieger growled in Ron's ear. "I could kick your ass to the moon and back, even if you hit me with one of those Aura laser things."

"I'd like to see you get up after such an attack," Ron challenged.

"Bring it." The black-eyed silver haired swordsman got off of his teammate and opened his arms wide as if inviting an attack. "I'm wide open."

Stahl was sent through the wall into the all-girls Team VRGO (Virgo), still having enough stamina to take another Aura beam to the chest. His Aura shield had long since dissipated, but he still got back up and assumed a boxing stance.

"Told you so," the leader of KRCN grinned.

"More than," Ron admitted. "I hit you with two concentrated Aura beams, and you can still stand with ease. In fact, I'm certain my first took your Aura down to nothing, and you arose as though I only kicked you through the wall."

"Get the fuck out of our room, asshole," Cherise Vanille, the leader of VRGO, ordered Krieger. "Can't you see we're changing, you pervert?"

"Can't you see that my eyes are closed," Stahl returned. "Or do you have one of those sleeping blindfolds on?"

"I do, in fact," she admitted. She apparently raised it to see Ron staring in through the 4-foot hole in the wall. "Oh, great. Now your partner's being a pervert. Good going, moron."

"Hey, I didn't know it worked on humans too," Stahl defended.

"Neither did I," Ron admitted. "But I do know some other uses." Krieger risked a peek and turned to the hole, noticing that Ron's nose was almost a river of blood.

"If that blood were coming from anywhere else, I'd swear that you were either Jesus Christ, on your period, or had some freakish disease I didn't know about."

"He likes what he sees, apparently," Cherise growled. "Oi, Krieger. If you're a hemophobe, I'd look away if I were you."

"Don't dirty your nails, Pop-Tart," Krieger growled, cracking his knuckles and stalking to his partner with a terrifying glare. "In fact, get to bed. We'll fix the wall tomorrow. I'll take care of this."

Ron's screams could be heard throughout the dormitory.

Yup, Stahl's doing alright. He's gotta be, else Josh would be down to just himself.

Joshua's scroll dinged with a notification from Stahl himself. Speak of the devil, he's alright.

'My Aura's unlocked. Ron's was never locked. I'm leader of Team KRCN in Shade. Ron's with me. And you?'

Joshua grinned and sent back the following: 'Turns out I'm actually called Joshua U. A. Archus. I'm leader of Team JNPR in Beacon. Maximus Prime is here.'

DING.

'Heard you were supposed to kill P. Nikos. Did you?' Joshua sighed, being forced to spread the news further than it already was. He was a big enough target already, and this story was going to endanger at least one other person.

'She is safe. I protected her night before last. She's my partner now.'

That would definitely get the picture across. Just before heading to Beacon, then-Jaune told Stahl that he'd protect his partner and team at the expense of the attacker's life. He meant it, and Stahl understood that and backed his play. Now that Pyrrha was his partner, and especially since he had a massive Aura to call his own, very few would be willing to attack him.

An alarm on his Scroll sounded, alerting Joshua to the time: 8:50. Ten minutes to nine. Not bad timing. He turned to face Pyrrha again as he pulled on his coat, and was most certainly glad to see that she was putting on her heels. Problem was, he got a decent idea of what was under her skirt. Ugh, third time's the charm his ass.

Pyrrha finally - and thankfully - stood up finally. Joshua buttoned the front of his blazer and smoothed over the collars.

"Why are you wearing a tie," Pyrrha asked bluntly. He shrugged as Nora stepped out of the shower braiding Ren's wartail. Ren had only a towel over his waist while Nora had a rosy blush to her face wearing a disheveled towel over her own body. Huh, strange.

"I just think a double windsor fits me better," Joshua admitted. Nora giggled upon hearing the term 'double windsor'.

"That sounds so sexy," Nora looked over at her leader. "'Double Windsor'. What is that anyways, Ren?"

"It's a form of tie, like a bowtie," Ren answered. "Let's just call it a businessman tie, as it is most commonly found on them."

"Huh," Joshua hummed. "That makes the Pater Magnus sound even more fishy to me. He taught me that one, told me that noblemen wore it to impress women they courted. Most peculiar…."

"Eight fifty-five," Weiss was heard shouting at someone, a few minutes after Nora and Ren had dressed themselves in the school uniform. "Classes start at nine, you dolt!"

All of Team JNPR peeked around the door nervously.

"FUCK," Gekido and Rosso shouted simultaneously, whopped upside the heads by Max within seconds of them saying it. Team MACH bolted out their dorms at rather insane speeds… except for Gekido and Max, who breathed fire and flew or transformed and flew respectively. Giant monster physics, man. They make no sense whatsoever.

"Quick, we have five minutes to get to Port's class," Joshua shouted. "TOP SPEED!"

Pyrrha ran at top speed to keep up with the rest of her team, only to be grabbed by her partner and leader as he passed by. Nora used her Semblance to increase her speed, sending oxygen ions in her wake as she dried off that way. Ren did the craziest parkour moves just to keep up with his partner. Joshua used his Semblance, Celestial Meteor, to quadruple his speed and strength. By the time they reached Professor Port's lecture hall, Pyrrha was straightening out her hair as best as she could with the four minutes they had, Nora was giggling like a schoolgirl (well, technically she was, but not like that) from the short race she and her leader apparently had, Ren was stiff as a board in lingering surprise, and Joshua was huffing and puffing and wheezing and squeaking to cool off from his incredible Semblance/race. Team RWBY had just enough time to take their seats before the Santa Claus rip-off entered the room wearing his signature tan suit. First day of classes, here they go.

End

A/N: Sorry for the wait. I had to set up my new story, Arc of All Trades Season 1. The whole premise of the entire series, all of Season 1 included, is to create a compelling story as to how Jaune would work his way to the top if he didn't use Crocea Mors. In Season 1, I've already had to make some serious changes to the story just to make it work out. It's much different from my normal angsty style of writing, and believe me when I tell you that it has been an unusually easy struggle. I would definitely give it a recommendation for you to read it.

On a second note, I also have a which I set up roughly a week ago (8 days ago, to be exact). If you'd like to donate to me (per-month basis, just so you know), you can find me there as General Texas.

Furthermore, I have a new schedule for writing: AAT (Arc of All Trades), PH (Prime Heroes), and any other stories I may get to during the week will be updated between Monday through Saturday, while Sundays are my days off. If I ever need a day off, I'll be sure to take it. I'll only be able to get to one story per day, but it only took me 3-4 hours to write this chapter so I should be good to do two if I so desired. BTW, don't worry about me going to work, this is my full-time job now (unless I'm working on a novel, then that's top priority).

And lastly, I turned 19 on the very day that I created my page. No need to congratulate me, 19 is nothing to sneeze at comparatively. However, I will boast slightly and say that I got a new optical mouse that lights up and changes colors. It's technically a gaming mouse, but I still use it for everything. Prideful boasting deadified, I feel great now that I'm back in the groove of things. Still got depression to deal with, but I can easily fix that provided Dad/Mom/Bro don't lose their shit or keep me from working all day.

Wow, that was rather fast. Now I just have to work on literally everything else, gotta keep it all even. So without further ado, and as I always say, this is General Texas signing out.