(During the fight)
"Why is he just standing? Ren why is he just standing there?" Nora asked very impatiently.
"I don't know Nora. Maybe he's waiting for her to make a move?" He answered with a small amount of exasperation but also with curiosity.
"That would be a stupid move on his part, why would he even want to do that? He'd be giving Pyrrha a staggering advantage by getting a first hit! " Weiss said crossing her arms, utter bitchness dripping from her tone, "It's not like he's even going to have a chance against Pyrrha anyway; she's a four time winner of the Mistreal regional tournaments, and on top of that he's using a shovel instead of his other weapons. What is he thinking?"
"I don't know Weiss. But I don't think you should underestimate Hansel so much though; remember when he called himself a Deathkommando?" Ruby asked, Weiss nodded with a questioning look, "I don't think you get to be a Deathkommando by being a mediocre fighter, and his other weapons seem too dangerous to be used for a sparring match, I'm not even sure if aura can protect us from whatever his pistol fired."
"How do you figure that sis?" Yang asked looking slightly concerned about the grim tone in Ruby's voice.
"Dust rounds even the higher caliber ones don't blow off limbs like that, I know Crescent Rose doesn't. If anything I think he wants Pyrrha to shoot him so he can figure out how powerful Dust rounds are."
Ruby hit the nail on the head with that one because Pyrrha did shoot first, Hansel didn't flinch as the bullet passed by his helmet.
"Woah." Yang muttered.
The next round impacted Hansel's breastplate and bounced off pathetically like a stone, even with being shot Hansel didn't seem to register the round actually hitting him until he decided to pick it up to examine and to find it unimpressive, and not more than a second later he broke off into a dead sprint heading right for the bronze colored girl.
They jumped in their seats at his sudden burst of movement, "Looks like you were right Ruby." Blake muttered as she watched Hansel's movements closely, "What sort of fighting style comes from using a shovel?"
The next few moves sent tremors through their bones from the sheer brutality they were executed, "I don't think he's really even using a style." Yang muttered after watching Hansel toss Pyrrha by using her own momentum.
The teams grimaced watching him punch Pyrrha mercilessly in her Kidney's and jab at her into her midsection. But seeing Hansel get stabbed in the shoulder sent a wave of disgust through them.
Nora hid her face in Ren's shoulder, not particularly enjoying the sight of blood, "Ewwwewwwwewwww!" She cringed.
Ruby covered her mouth horrified, wanting to say something comforting but she couldn't bring herself to say anything. Though she did make a small 'eep!' noise when he removed the Javelin without making so much as a grunt to signify he was in pain.
"Good Dust." Yang said covering her mouth with her hands.
"H-how is he still moving like that?" Weiss gasped watching Hansel slash after Pyrrha completely ignoring whatever pain he felt in his shoulder.
But then they saw what lies underneath one of his sleeves, all other moments of horror or disgust paled in comparison to the prosthetic arm. No one, not even the Headmaster could help gasping at the morbid attachment replacing his arm.
'Poor, poor boy.' Ozpin thought sadly as Hansel pulled his sleeve back up hastily.
Present time…
The fight was a victory for Hansel; it did not surprise him in the slightest however, the Death Korps never simply lose to anyone, they don't count dying as losing but as another form of winning in the long run, it meant they died in the Emperor's name.
But there was of course something he was excited for probably the first time in an immeasurably long time, he was going to see not one but an entire garden of flowers. To other guardsmen it was silly hearing about the Kriegsmen and their obsession over the plant but like an old Terran saying goes, "It's the little things that count."
He made his way down the arenas steps carefully not wanting to cause Pyrrha any more discomfort she was already in, it didn't really matter to Hansel how Pyrrha felt but he did say that she earned a certain amount of respect from the Kriegsman. That was a feat that few in the Imperial Guard could ever hope to achieve unless they shared the same sentiments as the Death Korps.
"Pyrrha!" Three of those individuals he met the day before came rushing over all of them looking concerned for the red haired warrior; if memory best served Hansel those three were on the same team as Pyrrha.
"Hey *cough* guys!" She replied weakly with a friendly smile, "That was one of the most intense sparring matches I think I've ever been in."
"Are you alright?" Nora asked covering her mouth while inadvertently starring at the bruises forming on Pyrrha's face.
"I'm fine. Maybe a broken rib or two and some aura exhaustion, but overall I'm fine." She said leaning off of Hansel's shoulder and falling directly on Jaune's, "Thanks Jaune."
"Ren get her other shoulder." Jaune said looking extremely worried about his partner.
"I'm fine Jaune, I'll probably need to take it easy for a while." Pyrrha tried weakly.
"Part of taking it easy is to talk less." Ren said getting her arm over his shoulder. Nora followed behind the four jabbering on about random household remedies for broken bones she found on Beacontrist.
"That was quite a fight Mr. Hansel." The Krieger turned around to find Ozpin standing behind him drinking that mug he always seemed to carry, "Brutal, but effective. Now as a student of Beacon Academy you'll be issued a device that we call a scroll."
The Headmaster pulled a metal device that he expanded by pulling the sides outwards making it into a data pad contraption.
"I don't have much knowledge in the field of technology; such things are usually to be handled by a Quartermaster or Techpriest. In fact I don't even think we're allowed to be in possession of advanced technology such as this without a Techpriest's blessing." Hansel said holding the 'scroll' as the Headmaster called it like it was a delicate holy artifact.
"I will make sure not to abuse the use of such a device after reviewing the Uplifting Primer's regulations about technology." He told Ozpin collapsing it down and storing it inside his coat.
"Techpriest? Never mind, I'm sure you'll explain that later but right now it seems that your new team leader wants to congratulate you." Ozpin said quizzically walking away.
"New team leader?" Hansel looked over his shoulder just in time to see a flurry of red rose petals flash by him.
"Ohmygoshareyoualright!OhmyDustyou'rebleeding,areyougoingdie?Pleasedon'tdiewejustgotyouonourteamandyou'regoingtodiepleasedon'tdie!" The amount of words the girl was spewing out started to get mind numbingly irritating.
Before Ruby could utter another mouthful a gloved hand covered her mouth, Hansel put up one finger with his other hand, "One at a time, stop talking so fast. Do you understand?"
She nodded yes and a moment latter he removed his hand, "Now, what were you babbling about?"
"We should get you to the infirmary because your arm is still bleeding! Doesn't it hurt? What if you die?!" Ruby screeched an octave higher at the end while waving her arms frantically.
"It stings a little yes, a bit of an annoyance. But hardly enough to kill me, even then so what? Who cares?" He said dully unbuttoning his coat slightly, from an outer pocket he pulled out a rag and stuck it over his wound, "Now I just need to get some stiches."
Ruby stared up into his black lenses with huge silver puppy eyes, "I care if you die, you're a friend."
Hansel raised a brow as the little black and red girl tried wrapping her arms around his waist and began to squeeze, "Are you attempting to crush me to death?"
Ozpin stops halfway out the door of the arena and listens to the conversation, "What? Are you saying you've never been hugged before?"
"I distinctly remember telling you I was created from the Vitae Womb, no parents, so no I've never been 'hugged'. What sort of use is it anyhow?"
"That's just… just sad, no offense, but it really is. A hug makes people feel better when they're down and sad and you need more hugs! After we get your arm fixed." She with little effort began pulling the Krieger out the door, nearly dragging him outside.
The rest of team RWBY watched the small interaction between the space German and Ruby. Yang had a small smile, "Aww, that was so cute and disturbing… mostly cute though."
Weiss was scowling (no big surprise there), "I can't seriously believe what he said, how can anybody be born from a machine synthetically? That just doesn't seem possible!"
"I dunno Weiss; I've never seen anybody that cold before. Every word he has said was completely devoid of feeling and every move he made on stage could've been potentially fatal." Blake said looking concerned.
"What do you mean by every move?"
"I think we all know he could've easily killed Pyrrha back there." The three girls give each other looks of concern and then stare at Ruby and Hansel walking away.
"So we basically got a psychopath for a teammate and left him alone with my sister." Yang said deadpanning.
"Yep."
Yang's left eye twitched horribly, "Oh my Dust… We're following them, now."
Down in the infirmary…
'This is my team leader?' Hansel asked himself as Ruby nagged the nurse to hurry up, 'Throne…'
"Okay, okay I'm getting to him miss just calm down he's not dying." The poor nurse said pinching the bridge of her nose with an annoyingly concerned Ruby bouncing on her heels.
"Sorry." She said meekly twiddling her thumbs with an embarrassed smile.
"Right, now then sir can you please remove your coat so I can get a look at your wound." The Korpsman nodded unstrapping the breastplate over his trench coat, next he unfastened the buttons on the heavy coat and let it fall back onto the medical bed.
His black Imperial Guard fatigues had a darker splotch of blood formed around his right shoulder; he unbuttoned the shirt and let the right side slide off so that the nurse can work on his shoulder, it was a little known fact but Kriegers hate being unclothed even in the smallest of ways. It made them feel uncomfortable.
The nurse wanted to inquire about why her patient didn't have his aura fix his wound but decided against speaking directly to the student with the scary mask. She didn't even want to know why he had scars all over the parts of his torso and the mechanical appendage replacing the left half of his shoulder. She wanted to sleep nightmare free.
Ruby however was fixated on the scars resembling claw marks and burns, her eyes drifted to the tattoo of a two headed eagle on his right arm with its heads near his palm. A cough from Hansel drew her out of her daze, long enough for her to realize she was staring. Trying to preserve whatever decency she had left Ruby covered her eyes with her hands, although she did peek through her fingers.
The Kriegsman stared at Ruby perplexed at what exactly she was doing, 'Why is she turning red? That's ironic, ruby is a red gem, a rose is a red flower… Rosenrot, that sounds like a good name to call her by.'
At this time the rest of the team entered the infirmary, "Ru-" Yang stopped dead in her tracks and a smile crossed her face, "I see your enjoying a little strip tease~"
Weiss and Blake face palm letting out exasperated sighs, "Yang just- just no." They both muttered turning their backs to Hansel so that they could give him privacy. Yang of course did not share the same sentiment.
"Mmmhmm, nice and lean with a couple of badass scars, oh and a tattoo. Defiantly your type Ruby." She said dripping with flirty sarcasm.
Ruby started boiling red, "Yang…"
"All done." The nurse said leaving before things got ugly.
"I'm just messing with you Rubes!" Yang says putting her in a headlock and rubbing her fist into Ruby's hair.
Hansel started to redo his fatigues and coat, finding that he no longer had any reason to be unclothed. The uniform could use a good scrubbing so later on he would have to wear whatever non-imperial wares they would provide until he got his gear clean.
The scroll in his coat began to beep and shake, "What the?" He pulled it out and pulled its sides like he had seen others do it and to his surprise a small map appeared on the transparent glass screen. It provided a detailed map from the medical ward to the outside, where the garden Professor Goodwitch said there would be, for her sake it'd better not be a lie. Kriegers don't like liars, liars are reminiscent of Tzeentch cultists, and cultists burned in holy fire.
Seeing on how his new team and leader were busy clowning around they probably wouldn't miss him. Although it would've been easy to just slip away, his Kriegan upbringing wouldn't just allow him to leave without a superior's permission.
The trouble wasn't really that his superior was young, hell he's had Grenadiers younger than him preside over him, it was just… she didn't seem like the most Commissarish type, she seemed to be very lenient with letting a subordinate trap her in a headlock, sister or no sister a Commissar would've shot her in the face already.
He tapped Ruby's head and showed the map to her, "Requesting permission to advance towards destination." Hansel asked with the usual Kriegan crispness.
"Uhh… sure? Permission granted?" Ruby mumbled not really used to the militaryesque manner of speaking.
Hansel gave a quick salute and marched away in a fast pace, earning himself a couple of curious glances, "Where is he going? What was on his scroll Ruby?" Yang asked releasing her younger sister from the headlock.
"I don't know, it was just a map of the academy. Let's see where he's going." Another evil smirk crossed Yang's face.
"Spying on your man to make sure no other girl can get his attention?" She chuckled heartily as her little sister feebly punched her arm.
"Really Yang? Blake asked pinching the bridge of her nose, "I highly doubt Hansel even realizes Ruby even likes him."
Ruby's face dropped slightly but then turned tomato red, "I-I never said that I like him- like that. I said that he was a friend… yeah a friend." She defended but not very convincingly.
"Which is why you were watching a little strip tease like a naughty school girl~" Yang said sing-songed pulling Ruby's cape over her head before the smaller girl could react.
"YANG!" Ruby used her semblance in a burst and tackle or in her case try to tackle Yang who just held ruby horizontally in between her arm and side.
"I'm just messing with you Rubes, c'mon lets go find out where he's going!" Yang said carrying Ruby like she was a suitcase.
Ruby started squirming, "Weiss freeze Yang with your icy stare!"
Weiss scoffed and crossed her arms delivering a sharp glare to her partner.
I'm going to be honest, this chapter is not impressing, I just wanted to get their sparring match reactions out there and torture Ruby a little bit. Okay well now that this is out of the way I'm going on hiatus... just fucking with y'all! (:
