AN: I know I said at the end of the last chapter to expect less frequent chapters as well as longer chapters. Well that doesn't apply to this chapter in particular, as I couldn't sleep last night and wrote this when the idea popped into my head. It takes place sometime between The Badge And The Burden and Jaundice because in cannon there are weeks in between them.
Combat Training Class 11:30 AM
"Today you will be fighting mechanized enemies in order to determine what rank on missions you will be eligible to take part in once freshmen students are able to take on missions. The average rank of your team determines what sort of missions you'll be able to face. The enemies will not stop coming until your aura is in the red or you forfeit, and will gradually get harder to defeat. Are there any questions?" Goodwitch said explaining
"Yeah professor. We aren't going to get seriously injured are we?" Jaune asked slightly fearfully.
"Mr. Arc, the drones you will be fighting Are discontinued military equipment that have been equipped with measures to prevent serious injury or accidental death." Goodwitch replied.
"How much damage is acceptable to inflict on them?" I ask with a grin.
"We restock every year so feel free to cut loose."
"Won't it take days to do this one at a time?" Blake asked.
"We will be going to the training gyms and all twenty of you will start at the same time. After everyone is finished ranks will be displayed on the announcement board in the gym. Now some of you may have a semblance that gives you a distinct advantage against robotic enemies, you know who you are, and the test will be quite different. You will go one on one with a veteran huntsman, and they will determine your ranking." Goodwitch said finishing all necessary explanation.
We all got numbers before we went to the training gym. We all went into the training rooms corresponding with our numbers. In My room I was met with a not so pleasant surprise named Altan Alberic.
"Hello son, I'm here take you home." My Father said.
My father is a man three inches shorter than myself. He has a much less muscular build than I do. He has long maroon colored hair and a gray goatee. He is clad in heavy golden armor. He isn't a man to underestimate, and I see he rebuilt his weapon.
"You can't do that Altan." I said sparing no feelings as the venom in my voice would scare a cobra.
"I thought I taught you respect. Next time you refer to me by my first name I will punish you."
"How does a coward like you intend to make me go, last I knew you wouldn't even touch a weapon. Let alone point it at your son."
"I arranged it with Ozpin to take you back when I win in a fight against you."
"You're assuming that you can survive a fight with me let alone win." My rage at facing this man is causing me to lose control of my semblance. I can feel it activating at 60%.
"I am going to beat you. Then you are going to have a talk with your sisters and tell them how foolish they have been as of late. Get them to drop out of Signal and pursue a safe career."
"So they did decide to go into the family business. They'll be fine. You're worrying yourself into an early grave Altan."
He charged me with great speed drawing a replica of his old weapon and slashing at my face. I barely managed to dodge the blade of the rifle sword, only for him to land a punch to my throat.
"Cheap shot Altan." I said gripping my throat.
"Still haven't learned your lesson?" He asked as he went for a roundhouse kick aimed at my head which I blocked with my forearm. With his free hand he snapped his fingers causing a small shock wave that blew me back about two feet, leaving my ears ringing.
"You aren't the only one whose semblance is dangerous boy."
His semblance allows him to create shockwaves with small actions like snapping his fingers, clapping, or clicking his tongue.
I drew Sol and Hati with dust rounds loaded shooting at him. He stopped the bullets with shockwaves. He came in for another slash, but this time I smashed into the blade of his weapon with the butt of Sol, snapping it like a twig.
"And I went through all the trouble of rebuilding this thing to. Well looks like it's time to get serious."
He spun around me and delivered an uppercut to my side and unleashed a volley of shockwaves that would've scrambled my organs had I not been wearing armor. Enduring the sudden upset stomach and awkward feeling in the rest of my body I grabbed his head and brought it down smashing it into my knee. After I hit his face up against my knee three times I threw him across the room into a wall.
"I thought that would've at least made you fall to your knees and vomit uncontrollably." My father said standing up with an obviously broken nose.
"If my armor wasn't so impact resistant it would've." I say still fighting the urge to puke.
"I see. That just means I have to aim for your head!" He yelled charging me again.
This time he started aiming all of his punches at my head. This is looking bad, if I block his fists I'll have broken bones, if i dodge them he'll release shockwaves right next to my head severely fucking up my ears and general orientation. I up the output of my semblance to 200% and frantically start punching at his face and chest. We continually exchanged blows for about three or four minutes before he was no longer able to breathe do to all of the dents in his torso armor. He frantically tried to run from me so he could remove his armor, but I grabbed his ankle and swung him around like a he was weightless smashing him on the ground over and over until a buzzer went off. Goodwitch came in and pulled me off of him with what I'm guessing was telekinetic powers, as she removed his armor the same way. The man regained consciousness he turned to me panting.
"You're a monster, you almost killed me, your own father!" He yelled with fear in his eyes.
"If you ever harass me or the my sisters about our chosen path in life again I might just finish you off. A father teaches his children how to survive in life no matter what path they walk. A father supports his children, instead of disowning them for following their dreams. A father stands strong in the face of anything life throws at them. You crumbled like dead leaf under the first tragedy that presented itself in the presence of your children. You are no father anymore, you are a coward who let the loss of one child prevent you from raising the rest of them properly. As far as I'm concerned you're just some asshole telling us what to do." With each sentence that left my mouth the shell of a man before me got closer and closer to tears. "That being said Altan, if you should decide to start actually act like the father that the girls deserve, you might be able to save their opinions of you."
"What about you, how can I make it up to you?" He asked as the tears started flowing down his face.
"You can start by buying my sister's both a scroll and giving them my contact info. We can work things out from there."
"Consider it done."
"Okay. Now professor believe I had a test to take."
"Your father may be out of practice, but he is a decently skilled veteran huntsman. Fighting him was your test."
"Damn and I was looking towards ripping my way through armies upon armies of military robots. I was hoping to shatter my brothers record."
"Your brother is the sole reason that we have some students fight a veteran huntsman instead of robotic drones."
'So he did use his semblance!' I internally yelled in realization that him using his electromaster semblance would've made taking un robots so easy that hi record of seven thousand nothing, if anything I'm surprised he didn't get bored sooner.
"If I don't need to stay here I'm going to go get changed then." I said feeling my aura running low.
"Very well then." Goodwitch said approvingly.
I took my leave and glanced at the ranking board on the way out. So far I'm tied in first with Pyrrha both of us fought a veteran huntsman so it displayed the number of drones they are equal to which is 5000, Yang and Nora tied in second with 4500, Ruby in third with 4379, Blake Ren and Weis tied for fourth with 4298. Jaune was dead last with only six robots defeated. When I got to the locker room I went straight into the bathroom finding a stall to stop fighting the effects of the shockwaves and release my semblance in. Vomiting more violently than Jaune on an airship and falling to my side trembling like an epileptic at a dubstep concert. I laid there for a few minutes until I heard voices approaching.
"Stop, please no." Jaune said as Cardin dragged him into the bathroom by his hair.
"Come on it's not so bad unless someone just took a shit." Cardin said in a sarcastic tone.
I walked out of the stall I was in and shot Cardin a look that would certainly be lethal if looks could kill.
"What do you want jackass? Can't you see we're busy here."
"Release your grip on my friend. NOW!" I say booming my voice through the room.
"And what makes you think that I'm going to listen to you?" Cardin asked in the most arrogant tone I believe I've ever heard.
I don't respond with words. I simply punch him in the face. knocking him on his ass. I put my hand on Jaun's shoulder we nodded at each other, and we walk out of the bathroom
"If this becomes a problem tell me and I'll handle it." I say trying to help.
"I can handle myself." He said walking away without giving me a chance to respond.
'Great. Another prideful son of a bitch'
