I'M FINALLY FUCKING DOOONNNNEEEEEEE! AND IT ONLY TOOK TWO MONTHS FOR IT GET HERE!

... Now I feel sad.

Whoooo! I don't know why, but this chapter took to much effort to finish! Also, if any of you feel like its crappy, tell me. Honestly, too much time to build it up this much. No one expect the next chapter for another month or so, I'm pretty damn sure I'm gonna hit a snag sooner or later.

First things first...

Monty Oum died a few weeks ago and he will dearly be missed. I'm not sure what to say at this point, but only that making works and creating more with what he made is probably the best way to honor his way. So it may even be a few years before I ever abandon this story. Unless I finish it.

The Reviews will be at the bottom, the top is reserved for Monty and my rants.


Chapter 8: Flying Into Awkward Situations

Only a few seconds in, and I already lost my battle hype. Now I'm flying in the air, again, watching the scenery above change. It wasn't as fast as say when everyone else was launched off the pad nor was it as high either. In fact, if I really, really tried, I could reach for the top of the trees (Yeah, for some reason these trees aren't as large as the ones we initially flew through. They were maybe a good dozen(s) or so feet shorter. Odd.). But I really don't want to feel my arm stretch from that type of effort right now. My body freaking aches from everything I've hit today. Trees, ground, branches, bear arms. And a good few of them weren't even Aura-enforced. Good thing I found the healing effect else I would be feeling everything so hard right now.

Well, not really. I've always had a really durable body. I mean, when a five-six year old kid lands on their ass from a story drop and only cries about how much their ass hurts, that's pretty goddamn durable to me. And no broken bones, just pain. Lots and lots of pain. Oooh. Maybe I should think of an Aura-stopper for that just in case? I mean, if I'm going to be in these situations so often (i.e. flying through the air) I think that might be a good idea. But still, durability is rated pretty high, even higher given that this body is both stronger and I can use energy to reduce the impact, heal the pain, and do more stuff with it.

Man, you gotta love the fact that this thought only really appeared in my head in a second. Sure, their like flashes and crap, but its funny. But then again, when my thoughts go like this, I think of some awesome shit and then I forget. Maybe I can use- wait.

"Flying like an eagle. Soaring in the sky~!"

Now if I only knew the real lyrics to this song, we'll be in business. I mean, come on. How many people can sing this song while being flying across the sky with their actual bodies and not in air carriers? Not many I tell you. And this is a different world, so I'll be the first doing this! I'm such a genius. In fact...

I began to maneuver my body around. Doing the many things I've seen in anime (and not quite willing to do this in public. That would be too embarrassing) I did some of the most classic shit in the air ever. Like swinging my arms around like I'm swimming, trying to twirl in the air (before I realized that would make me sick and stopped before I could go through the motions), changing my view of the sky to the view below, and just saying obscene crap that no one will quite ever make sense of. Unless you're me, and half of it isn't supposed to make sense.

Man, I- wait, what's that.

"BONNNNZZZAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIII"

... What?

Tilting my head upwards, I spotted something that was falling down relatively quickly... which appears to be falling where I'm approaching. Well, isn't that funny. THIS ISN'T FUNNY! I wanted a few goddamned minutes of non-crazy. What do I get? Some fucking crazy! Why? What did I do in this world to make everything seem to conspire against me! You know what god! Fuck you, fuck your mother, fuck the ball you call home, and fuck karma for being such a bitch! In fact, I hope you and karma don't exist here either! Fuck it, if we're going to intersect, I might as well do something. Who knows, it might be someone I know.

Sighing, I tried, with semi-success, of putting my legs in front of me. And then I just sorta, ya know, let my arms out in a princess carry position. Or looking like an idiot with his arms out. Either or. I just hope it's not a guy. Man, that would be awkward. Awkwarder if they actually had a landing strategy in place for the situation their in.

As the shape got closer, which was looking to be a black blur with a crimson colored edge that extended into a tail, I took a quick moment to calculate (read:imagine) the rates of speed and when we will intersect. And if my crazy imagination is correct, it seems that the falling blur would either land on my back or my head or we would just overpass each other. Option one doesn't sound fun. Not at all. Option two would just lead to my back aching and me acting as a landing cushion for the person falling. Again, fuck that. Because to be quite frank, my back has held up against of a lot of abuse at this point. The branches, the arms, the claw that swept across my back and why is it not bleed more than I expected it too? I should be leaving a bloody red trail right now, why am I not bleeding out? Right, Aura shielding, so useful. Hopefully, my clothing is still intact, it would be rather embarrassing if I died without clothing there wouldn't it. And... man, I better do that thing now.

Once more I flared my Aura and shaped it into a cape on my back, allowing it to drag itself backwards and capture the incoming air, slowly slowing myself once more. And the falling person got closer into my view. And I could finally tell that the person is wearing a red cape and- wait, a minute. Isn''t that...

"Ruby?" I blurted out incredulously. What the hell? Didn't Jaune use his body to body-check her in the show? Why the hell is this happening so differently? And... oh crap we're going to be hitting each other.

"Oof!"

"-AAAAAIIIIIII!"

Smashing into one another, and given that Ruby was apparently falling at a faster rate than me, had a rather abrupt change in vertical direction with Ruby landing in my arms, well, ribcage. With her somehow managing to land in my arms without hurting me despite the fact that she was falling like missile. On a side note, Ruby is a very light girl. Like she's about as much as a pillow carry her with one arm. Anyway, we now had two combined masses that did an inelastic collision and are heading towards the ground. Now come on physics, what can I do to not end up as a smear on the ground or at the very least not break my legs? I don't think I can quite take the impact of our weight together. So... idea!

"Ruby!" I screamed. No response. "Ruby!"

"-IIII!" She continued. "II-huh?" She turned her to finally look at me out of the corner of her eye. "Avarice?"

"Yes, yes, nice to see you too." I waved off impatiently. "Quick question, can your weapon do counteracting force against descent when your falling?"

"Uh, yes?" She answered hesitantly.

"Good." I tightened my grip on her. "Now if you don't mind, would you mind shooting a few rounds into the ground? I don't think I'm strong enough to take this kinda impact."

She looked down and finally realized the situation. Well anyone would get the clue when the ground is suspiciously coming up to greet you personally. Making an 'eep' sound, she withdrew Crescent Rose from it's holder from her back (... how the hell does that stay on her back and NOT fall off?) and I could hear the sounds of the weapon unsheathing(?) itself from its previous form into a different form. She then preceded to shot the damn thing and good god that thing had some recoil. No, really, it made us slow down much more significantly than my bat-cape was doing. What the hell is in that gun and where can I get some?

Ruby let off several more shots before the fall went from a meteor strike to a more gliding like motion. With my cape still out, we glided our way down the last few feet. And then my feet impacted against the ground.

And then I tumbled.

My legs weren't prepared for the sudden landing, nor was I at all ready for the sudden impact. So when my legs went under me, I hugged my arms to my chest even more than before.

Which led to me sitting on the bottom with an awkwardly held Ruby's face literally inches from the ground. Said Ruby is on top of my chest which is making it slightly difficult to breathe. Said Ruby shouldn't be on top of me but in a tree branch after colliding with a blonde baseball. I am oh so very confused at this moment. And man, her dress is made out of some nice fabric. It's actually a very soft with a nice texture despite the fact it looks coarse and her body is really soft and I've got to focus right now. Seriously, be creepy later. Find out the situation now.

... Which didn't change when Ruby decided that my body was a very comfortable pillow and did not want to move. Or something or other reason. Uh, Ruby? As much as I love the fact that you're on top of me, there are much more important things going on here. Like the fact that we're in the middle of an exam and that we might fail if don't do the task which I am currently having problems trying to remember except for the fact that we need to grab some relics? Hellloooo, Ruby?

"Uh, Ruby?"

She didn't respond for a moment. Then she groaned. "Avarice?"

"Uh, yeah." Awkwardly, I tried to nudge her as if telling her what to do. "Uh, ya mind gettin' off of me? You're kinda cutting off my air supply right now."

Glancing at me, she finally noted our positions. Particularly, the fact that she was on top of me and crushing the living air out of me. Or the fact that this could be taken inappropriately from multiple perspectives and be misconstrued as indecent. Or the fact that girls don't normally get on top of guys unless they know them really well or know them really well. Either way, Ruby let out an "Eep!" Sound and somehow speeded herself off me and is now standing a few feet away from me. She then began to wave her arms while babbling away. I think it might have been an apology, but I'm not sure. The words aren't making sense. And this is coming from someone who psycho-babbled his way across a bunch of altho-something-or-other-wolves to avoid fighting them. Or not to expend that extra energy and to avoid a possible death. Wow, that's really morbid. I gotta stop thinking of things like this.

Wait, aren't things like kinda bad at the moment? I mean, we are in a killer forest full of things that could probably kill/maim a good deal of what is considered to be normal citizens in this world and I suspect that the standards for living here are significantly higher here in physical terms than in mine. And man, this thought is becoming really repetitive. Annoying, really. More important things to think about right now.

For example? Finding a way to stop Ruby from acting all crazy. Seriously, I think I've found new ways to apologize to someone. All concerning the Mastery in Stuttering by Hyuuga Hinata, some Sunny D and an Energizer Bunny, and the Hyper activeness of most protagonists that are unusually either peppy or disturbingly active. And man, this is a really long train of thought. There are more important things to do right now. Like getting Ruby to calm the fuck down. Seriously, I like the girl, but not the time for this shit.

"Uh, Ruby?" She didn't hear me at all.

"Ruby?" I called again, which was ignored. Again.

"RUBY!" I yelled. She finally startled herself out of her apologies. "It's alright. No harm done. Now can you please help me up?"

Her face flushed a little before she offered a hand. Taking hold of it, I tried to haul myself upwards. Tried being the operative word here. As it turns out, physics is still the same... kinda.

So, when a waif of a girl who probably only weighs around eighty to a hundred pounds tries to help lift a guy of what appears to be a new weight of less than two hundred (hey, I never said I was light. But then again, new body. What would I know? It's not exactly my body ya know. I think.) and doesn't exactly ground herself to the floor in her rush to help said person because she attempted to crush their ribs in, the expected result happened. Also known as ridiculous anime move that I'm pretty sure has no bearing in life despite me moving into a new universe that suspiciously is similar enough to anime yet not really that.

And it brought me pain.

Don't get me wrong, I have a stupidly high pain tolerance (if from what I hear from people are true. How was I supposed to know that metal bottle tops could cut my finger like swiss cheese and open up a gash on my finger an inch long and not cry from pain? I thought that was normal.) from stupid ass shit done over the years. No broken bones or anything that might have crippled me, but still pretty tough. But that doesn't excuse the fact that she fell on top of me, head thankfully not smashing against mine. With what appears to be the arm I got sent flying by my first encounter with Grimm. And adding pressure to the apparent wound I got from another damn bear earlier. And after I got smacked around by said group of Grimm.

So to sum it up in one word: Ow.

Now I'm normally not so emotive (... am I emotive?) about pain like this, but it bloody hurts. A lot. I think I just have a very hard to process head because suddenly everything hurts. I can feel the throbbing pain in my arm, the searing burn on my back(or that could possibly be my blood dripping from the claw strike from earlier) and a butt load of pain/ possible bruising appearing everywhere else on my body. Man, it hurts! Bloody fucking hell! Goddamn it anime! This is the last time I believe that hits like these are fucking weak sauce! Jeebus, how the hell do protagonists and other side characters fucking withstand this type of shit? For God's sakes, they get fucking thrown off buildings, smacked by some omega finishers which they shouldn't get back up from yet miraculous stand up on their last legs anyway, and a fuck metric ton of other shit that happens. After said shit happens to them. Dear god, is this what cannon fodder feels like? If so, I'm so sorry for making fun of you guys. This is hard work.

Thank the fucking gods that Ruby's as heavy as a rice bag. If she were any heavier, I probably would be crying mercy right now.

On a side note, her soft and very human form probably saved me from a lot of pain.

On that note...

"Ruby?" I groaned, the pain somewhat halting my speech. "You mind getting off me, again?"

Turning into a nice shade of crimson, she immediately jumped off and was about to spout her apologies again when I threw my hand up. Knowing that I wanted help getting up again, she grabbed my wrist both hands and hauled me upwards. Thankfully, this time she actually held her ground and she managed to lift me up properly. On a side note, I'm actually kinda amazed that she managed to lift me up. Meh, must of pulled too hard and dragged her down. That also meant that...

Yeah, cutting off that train of thought before I think on it.

"Thanks." I motioned my head towards a certain direction. "So you mind telling me why and how you were falling from the sky? I would love to know how I somehow saved you from becoming a Ruby-Pancake."

And I was legitimately curious. In the episodes they never did say how Ruby and Weiss got up there in the beginning. I mean, how in the fuck would you go from ground level to xxxx feet off the damn ground? For god's sakes, were on a (relatively) flat forest plain with no cliffs until after that relic area. I see no damn conceivable way whatsoever in how they would both get a giant bird's attention through all the damn foliage and tall ass trees. Also, what the hell would attract its attention anyway? While they are admittedly attractive girls, I don't think Grimm of giant birds have the same breeding types. But then again, our world is full of that shit so... yeah, not gonna think about that anymore.

"Oh," Ruby scratched the back of her head. "See, it's kinda a long story. You know that girl, Weiss?" I nodded. "Yeah, see, odd thing that. I was thinking about the one person I really didn't want to be partnered up with, and poof, she's there. Then we just kinda awkwardly stare at each others eyes for a moment before she ran away from me, so I was all like, 'come back!', and stuff so I ran after her. But she suddenly reappeared and was all like 'nope, not getting involved with that,' and then she dragged me away. I saw Jaune and Pyrrha, but Pyrrha looked scary? Anyway, so she starts calling me so, but I'm totally not slow, so I went 'woosh' but she couldn't keep up with me because I'm so awesome! So I ran back to her, but she's surrounded by all these Beowolves! So I was all like 'oh noes!' and I went to go finish off one of the ones closer to me, so I went 'zoom!' and went 'bam!' and totally sent it flying! But Weiss went all 'wah!' and then she started a forest fire! So we had to run away, but Weiss was being a meanie and calling me and it just made me so mad I just wanted to- ugh!" Her eyes began to grow teary in frustration.

... I am so thankful I know gibberish speak when I see it. Because that was the longest narrative Ruby has said so far and thank god that I also kinda speak it. Thank you third grade nervousness, you are working out so well right now. So she met Weiss, a lot of shit happened, Pyrrha was scary, possibly saving Jaune again (but didn't she appear after Weiss appeared? What changed?), more plot line, and then an expression of her frustration with Weiss. Hmm, this must be really tough for her. Being fifteen and entering an apparent prestigious school only by the fact that she fought a notorious criminal and survived and by the goodwill of the director of this academy. It must suck balls with to be so young, yet no one really giving her credit for getting in. Not that I can blame anyone. To everyone else's eyes, Ruby Rose is just a brat that somehow cheated her way in to something that I assume for everyone to want to get in. And I can't say anything because I am HERE and am taking said initiation through some magical plot hole which will fill itself in sooner than later. Honestly, there must be a lot of pressure on her.

I awkwardly stood there as I saw real tears begin to build up in her eyes. I couldn't help but ask, "Are you alright?" in concern.

She shook her head and began to roughly rub her eyes with her sleeves. "Yeah, of course I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Ruby..."

"I'm fine!" She tore her head out of her arm, puffy eyes looking right at me. "I'm fine." She murmured.

This... this was just so frustrating. I know what to do, I've seen this exact scenario hundreds of times. Bloody hell, I fucking hate on protagonists when they miss the signal so hard that I just wanna strangle them. Yet here I am, talking to a distraught Ruby Rose... and standing there dumbly as she tries to pull herself together. And why am I thinking that this Ruby is surprisingly more insecure than I thought?

Fuck, I am an ass.

"So!" Ruby tried to make her tone light and excited. "Nice catch!"

"Er, what?" I let out at the sudden change in... whatever just happened.

"You know, when I was all 'aah!' and then you went 'zoom' and caught me!"

"Oh." That makes sense. Surprisingly. "That was just lucky. Like, ridiculously freaking lucky." No shit. What are the chances of me catching ANYONE like that? The odds are ridiculous.

... I retract my comment in the likelihood of this happening again.

"Huh." A pause. "We are awesome!" She cheered. But it just seemed so... forced.

"Yeah." I could feel my lip twitch. "Awesome." Nice to know that despite the stress she can find the bright side of things.

"By the way, how did you end up like that anyway?"

"Uh..." Flashes of me being a distraction. "... Fuc-" Another flash of potential harm. "-dge."

"Fudge?" She questioned.

I started jogging to where (I assume) to be where I flew in the first place. "Yeah, yeah, nevermind that. I'll be back in a minute!" Then I began to run.

"Wait!" She cried. "Where are you going!?"

"To getting my butt whopped!" ... Yeah, shut up mouth.

I heard Ruby say something, but I couldn't hear her as the air around me distorted sound and the blood rushing through me. Man, I really hope that things are still alright. I've been gone for awhile and I was supposed to be the distraction... pft, nothing could have gone wrong in that time, right?

... Fuck.

I began to run a little faster.


Okay, things aren't as bad as I thought.

So I finally got back to the fight (... I got lost okay! It could happen to anyone! At least I went in the right direction and could follow the sounds of fighting from where I was!) and saw the situation. Goldy and Bluey (Man, I forgot about them) were taking on the two bears (Ursa. Shut up mind.) and there were three corpses laid around them. Awesome, they were able to take down half of them! They looked to be under significantly less stress now that their forces were lesser and they actually seemed to be doing really well. Man, I just thought they were shitty fighter. Maybe they were just better at one on one? It looks true if the non-damage on their persons is telling anything.

But the one I am really concerned with is Lucia.

I have no idea what happened to the plan (now my mental selves are fighting each other. Great.) but it just went to utter hell. Lucia was all over the place. Ducking, running, jumping, backflipping. Name an acrobatic move and I probably just saw it. The problem was that she was fighting El Mundo there and that thing is looking to use her for a damn toothpick. And the worst thing is that I can see her wasting her supplies (oh, she has a pouch on her back), trying to set traps (I'm assuming quick-active for this situation) but when they set off, they do nothing against it.

Man, I lied so hard to myself.

But what can I do right now? Last time I tried hitting something like that, they only flinched. At this point of time, I might as well be the weakest person in this exam. My speed ain't that hot, my strength is laughable and only stronger than those with lesser strength (which probably is like three people here) and could only do minimal damage this way, no weapons to distract or damage, nothing. All I really got is Aura, and even then I suspect I have what would be called average reserves. So what can I do to distract it? Be loud and obnoxious? Nope, might attract more attention from the surrounding areas. So what can I do? It has to be surprising, obnoxious, and very stupid to work.

An image of something came to mind.

... Idea!

As soon as the idea formed, I charged forward.

Not even several steps in, I began to Aura-boost myself to speed up. No time to think, only react as my partner slipped up, slowing her reaction for a minuscule moment. And that was all the time the overgrown rug to have a nice swing at her.

Time to act stupid.

"Hey ugly!"

I did a back-spin jump, focusing a chunk of my Aura to my legs, boosting the height I couldn't naturally obtain. Then I started pumping more into it.

It turned.

"DYNAMIC ENTRY!"

And I brought a spinning leg to the side of its face.

In a surprising turn of events, it actually started to fly away from force of my kick.

And then I landed flat on my face. At least the grass made for a nice cushy landing. Somewhat. Thank god she wasn't anywhere near the ground. That would have hurt.

I took a moment to recover from my sudden case of dizzy. I never did get use to spinning around like that. Or ever.

It took me a moment to find my partner. Who happened to be looking at me in surprise. "Hey," I breathed out. "You okay?"

"Ah." She shook her head, face flushed. "Yes."

... I forgot that my partner consisted of only one-liners. Even if they're paired with other ones. And that thing must have really pushed her to her limits.

"Okay, new plan." I pointed back at the girls who STILL haven't offed the normal versions. Maybe I overrated them? Then again, that ojou-sama. "Go and help the others. After what happened, play distraction. Like use your wire-knives as tripwires or like lethal projectiles. I don't know, it's your stuff. Meanwhile, I'll keep Winnie here company."

She just stared at me.

"... It's not going to be like last time, I swear! I'll keep him occupied!"

She stared a bit more before she started to head off. "Trust." And then she left. The hell did that mean? Trust in her or her trusting me?

Then my focused onto the rising furred monstrosity. Did its eyes begin to glow brighter? And is it just me, or is the muscles on that thing bulgy?

"Uh, you don't take any offense to that ugly comment did you? I meant you were pretty."

It roared.

"Ugh, fine. Be that way. Thank god no can hear me talk like this, it'd be weird as fuck." It began to charge at me. "Oh fuck you too bitch. I didn't like that hairy ass anyway."

Then I remembered that this was the one that whopped my ass from earlier and sent me flying. Why the hell am I insulting it?

... I got nothing.

Then there was no time to think, only react.

It loomed over me, looking even more ominous than last time, this time it seems even faster. It swung down, barely giving me time to avoid it. But then in a moment of surprising ingenuity, it swung itself in a three-sixty and attempted to use it's back to tear me apart. Surprised, I scrambled backwards at the sudden change in attack. Which allowed it to ram a paw into my gut and forced me to fly back. But instead of into the air, I was sent rolling over the ground... which was annoying as fuck. So by the time I got my head back on, I could see my skid mark spanning well over a dozen feet. And this was with me trying to ground myself.

I shudder to think what would have happened if I didn't have Aura at the moment.

The only good thing about this moment was that it sent me several feet away. Now it would take several moments for it to lumber towards me, because the leg movement speed for this thing is hampered by the fact that the thing weighed like a quarter of a ton (... wait, aren't bears pretty damn fast?) and I'm banking on the fact that it weighs a lot more than an average bear and that it can't compensate for that extra weight... I hope.

So I took the time to form several burning orbs to hover around me.

I realize that at this point, I have no hope of doing any real damage with any physical attacks. My strength is not all what I thought it was and that Aura-empowered kick must have been jammed pack with power from Aura because there was no way in hell that I had the strength to kick anything that far away with that much weight. I might have my delusions, but there is no way a human could do something like that unless they had massive amounts of power.

I didn't have that power.

So that eliminated my only comfortable mode of fighting. I'd like to think of myself as an upfront fighter... but I've never fought in my life, let alone a situation like this. God knows why I like this type of fighting (because you have shit ass accuracy when playing FPS and you like hand-to-hand) but that's an unavailable option. All I have at this point is endurance. And that would fail on me sooner than later, so I have to fight smart. Well, smart-ish. I have Aura and the applications I made earlier but I have a limited amount of power. And that amount of said power makes me wish I had a lot more juice so I could throw bombs everywhere. But no, I couldn't do that. So I have to fight at a range... which I hate.

But make do with what you must.

Surprisingly, the bear didn't charge at me while I formed the orbs. If instead began to walk(?) slowly in a slightly curved direction before I realized that it was trying to circle me. Why the hell is it circling me? It's not like its seen the orbs... before. Wait, didn't I throw one of them at it? Huh, who knew that would work in my favor at the moment? But the thing is looking very antsy right now. I can see the twitching muscle in the arms trying to direct itself into a running gait but only restricted by its weariness of my balls of fire. But that didn't seem to be stopping it for long, the look of concern for safety was being consumed byrage. And that is not looking good for me.

Alright, when in a fight and your a complete noob at it, ask yourself: what do you know and what can I take advantage of?

Fact One: I am physically inferior to the bear.

Fact Two: The only advantages I have are reflex reactions, speed (relative), endurance and pain endurance (both relative).

Fact Three: The bear has overwhelming strength, enough to send a body of (probable, I don't know how much I weigh here) upwards one-eighty pounds like a knapsack and sent him flying at an unknown speed to a great distance. And I have a feeling that with how angry it is right now, that wasn't its full strength.

Fact Four: My best shot is to use Aural Applications created from yesterday and think on my feet fast.

Fact Five: I fucking hate right now despite that this is pretty damn cool.

... Let's just focus on Fact Four and go from there.

Ok, what have I done yesterday? I played with fire, imitated Dresden's magic phenomena, enhanced my body, tried making a Rasengan (not mine) and some other stuff. And my make-shift Bat-Cape. Can't forget about that. But that's useless in this situation. So I'm completely relying on my floating bombs of fiery doom and oh my god they have so much potential. I already have some applications for it, but if I add electricity...

Mwahahahahahaha...

Wait, live first. Play later.

Noting that I had several orbs up and ready (thank god they don't require anymore power to keep them up because I would probably be out of power just trying to maintain them) I placed one of each moderately sized sphere into my hands. Then I willed/imaged the spheres to rotate in a slow arc around me, a chain of six spheres spinning in front of me before they separated into a group of three and split off to my respective left and right around the shoulders, each glowing with an incandescent mixture of fiery color.

Then the Ursa roared and charged right at me, impatient and probably wanting some payback. In response, I sidestepped and dropped a sphere from my hand and left it floating in midair.

And then it utterly crushed the sphere with its mass and set itself into a fiery conflagration.

And then I threw my other sphere at its back in malicious glee. Then once it tumbled into the ground crying in pain, I threw the tri-orbs to my right straight into it.

Hey, just because I'm fighting for my life doesn't mean I'm pissed. This is just my way of getting back at it for the pain. It just so happens my way involves lots of fire.

But that didn't stop it from flailing around and growling deeply. If anything, it just made it a lot more pissed than before and it just gave a bullseye to look at. And those arms are looking awfully bulky right now. I mean, those things have the fur twitching very visibly. And the eyes seem to be glowing into a bright crimson, pain and rage being very prominent in the eyes. Which is scary since I think I can't read expressions that well.

As it scrambled onto all fours, the spinning orbs to my left floated in front of me and just hung there limply. The orbs then began to turn, gaining more speed until it looked like a singular red line. With that, I formed another two orbs and willed them to go right down near the bear, planting them into the ground. Then I reinforced my body with my Aura, hoping that the boost would help me fight a little more efficiently.

The thrum of power reassured me. And I took a moment to enjoy the relatively new sensation, closing my eyes, the feel of a power that I once thought would never be open to me and just how warm it was. It was... nice. Warm.

And then I opened my eyes, and reality snapped back into focus.

The bear was back on its haunches. But for some reason it looked/felt different. The black fur just seem to have turned into something even darker yet emitting some type of light, like a night outlined by moonlight. The eyes glowed crimson with malevolent intent, the markings pulsing with what appears to be magmatic power. Even the entire silhouette increased in overall mass and it just loomed over me despite being a good several dozen feet away.

Then it began to move.

It charged in a semi-blur, bypassing my orbs. Reacting a moment to late detonating them, the flames becoming an accessory of its already menacing frame, the lunging snarl with the flaming backlight enhancing its frame. Then it rushed forwards until it was literally in front of my spinning protection and then it just pulverized them with a swipe of a paw, shattering the spheres and set itself alight. But it didn't even flinch before it was literally in front of me.

Ok, so everyone knows about that heart-wrenching moment when something just becomes memorable in their eyes that they just can't forget it after all? Yeah, I can see that happening right now. I mean, that mouth. Geez, while your very terrifying, you might want to close that mouth of yours because there is way too much slobber in there. And why the hell are you on steroids? Fucking unfair genetics and its selectional breeding between subjects for superior genes.

Aside from my irrational way of rationalizing the image, the thing had its other paw that was hidden behind its frame and brought it to fore in a full on humanistic punch-like gesture. I simply crossed my arms in response in seeing the general direction of the fist (in the middle of my chest) and seeing how such a giant fist would increase the likelihood of my arms protecting me since that thing ain't exactly hard to not block.

Then it impacted on my arms and gods it hurt.

My arms went numb from the immense amount of force going into it, pressing my arms right into my chest. My shoulders were overcome with stress from the force and the arm sockets almost felt like they were dislodged from their place. My chest seemed to just compress on itself, forcing me to expel my breathe and decreasing the air from my lungs. It even affected my back, specifically my spine, and forced me to hunch down else the shock would have been even worse. My legs felt as they became lead and it almost felt like I was floating in the air.

And that was only at the moment of impact.

Then everything became a blur. Then I realized that I was sent flying. Again. For the second time today from a bear. With flaring pain all over my upper torso even with significant amounts of Aura pumping around to shield me. Or I think is a lot. I think its suspiciously small amount for what I feel to be a great enhancement over my general stats.

And then I passed the treeline and saw the bright blue sky.

Stupid bright sun that doesn't describe the shitty day today is.


This... is a really fast and short flight.

So, it might just be my imagination, but I could swear that my earlier flight was actually slower than this. And I flew through the air at what I thought was an impressive speed and then parachuted down with a girl somehow falling on top of me and then gravity decided to be an even bigger bitch and decided to pitch in its force on top of that. Probably the most oddest thing that has happened so far. But this just feels... short.

And then my instinct screamed at me.

Ok, it probably didn't. I will admit that I just happen to preform an action that just so happens to let me avoid injury... sometimes. The other times it just leads me into it. So I give my instincts a fifty-fifty chance in being able to have any chance of dodging an item, like say, a dodgeball. To the head. From some not very nice kids.

Douchebags.

In this case, I believe it was just the sensation of something happening that warned me.

While the wind was incredibly loud to my ears, I could still hear something verily distinctly different from the natural surroundings. It wasn't the sound of animals (... do they even have normal animals here?) from the forest or the chirping of the birds (... really, normal animals here. Really curious here.) or even the rustling of nature. No, it was a distinctly whistling sound that, from what I could here, the complete opposite direction from where I am. And never minding the surprisingly refreshingly cool wind flowing around me, there was a huge amount of heat emitting from said whistling and it was getting hotter.

... movemovemovemovemovemovemovemovemove!

All I could do was twist my body enough such that I actually saw the thing that flew at me.

It was a fucking fiery star. Bright, burning, shines like a star in a night, and full of pure fucking energy. And that thing would have impacted with my head. Then it zoomed pasted me like an arrow.

Then the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I couldn't help but duck my head into my chest.

A slight amount of pain came across my neck, like something grazed across said part of my neck.

Then I saw a ribbon of black extending way past my own body and saw a shining blade attached to the end flying almost as fast as the fireball.

I then started to bounce off the ground and Man did it hurt! What the hell is up with me and the ground!? I thought we were cool man, I thought we were cool!

I finally began to slow down, friction finally taking affect once more as I bounced off my side and somehow slid to my back. Thank god I wear clothing. That friction would seriously be leaving some marks if I were to ever live past this day. Wait, why wouldn't I be wearing clothing in the first place? Only way that is happening is... very extreme situations.

Just as I was about to come to a stop, the glint of metal caught my attention and I froze. While I was aware of the impending potential item of death coming at me, I couldn't move. It's just one of those things where people are aware of a potentially damning act which could end them but they couldn't do anything to stop it? Yeah, one of those moments where I couldn't just react. All I could do was watch as the shining silver metal came down to my head. It even looked familiar in a way for some reason. And just as it came, I flinched.

Good bye world, I will miss thee.

I heard the sound of an object piercing the ground, dirt parting away from the intruding object. I waited for a moment, thinking I was dead before I realized that if I could still feel things just fine. So I opened my eyes.

Looking up between a pair of black leggings and some shade of red with the sky spread around wasn't exactly what I had in mind after everything that just happened.

On another thought, I am deeply appreciating the sight right now. I mean, really appreciating this.

Wait, who is this anyway? I swear this looks-

I got up, the red fabric getting into my eyes before I swiped it away from me (ok, some pain plus numbing. I can deal with that. Surprised that this doesn't hurt more than what it is now.) and twisted my head to look straight into the eyes of the person who almost stabbed me/gave me such an incredible view.

The mortified gaze of Ruby Rose was not what I expected.

We stared at each other, one in complete embarrassment and the other... well it was the same. I mean, come on. This never happens. Ever.

"Ruby!" A voice called.

I turned around to see a familiar face. Please don't let it be who I think it is.

"Are you alright? Where did- Avarice?" Yang blinked in surprise. "When did you get here?"

"Uh..." Fuck. "Just now?"

"Okay." She trailed off. Then she looked back up and remembered Ruby. "Ruby! Are you hurt?"

Ruby seemed to have shaken off her embarrassment. "I'm fine Yang." She said in a annoyed tone.

Yang shrugged. "If you say so." She looked back down on me. "Why are you on the floor?"

"Because I was magically teleported to this specific spot to avoid aliens." She simply raised her eyebrow. Which, for some reason, that was both unbelievably hot and terrifying. Huh. "I was a human bullet that was shot out by an Ursa Barrel at high speeds and just so happened to land here." She kept her look. I squirmed. "What? It's true."

"Huh." She took a moment to remember what just happened. "So that was you. Good job on dodging, I thought that it would have it you head on."

"THAT WOULD HAVE BLOWN MY HEAD INTO SMITHEREENS!"

"No it wouldn't." She said nonchalantly. "It would have just given you some burns. And who says smithereens nowadays anyway?"

"THE PERSON WHO'S HEAD ALMOST GOT BLEW OFF! AND THOSE BURNS WOULD BE FATAL!"

She nonchalantly blew me off. "Eh, maybe."

Words failed me as I began to make strangulated sounds of trying to release my anger before I just sighed and closed my eyes. Ok, be calm. Calm down. Calm the fuck down. No time to be acting in hysterics now.

"Whatever." I sighed as I got up from my seated position and walked a little past Yang from where I came from. Wait, what's that burning pile of coal doing here?

"Huh. No one's ever blown off that I almost killed so fast." ... What? "So I gotta ask," Hearing the sound of the grass being smushed down under her boots(?) I turned around and oh my god when was Yang so tall? And intimidating? Where is the blonde bombshell, I think I might to deal with that one instead. "Did you enjoy the view of the sky?"

"Very much." I affirmed... before I it came to me that wasn't exactly what she was referencing. Taking a quick glance to look beyond Yang (who to my much disturbance, was grinning like a loon) Ruby was like... well, a bright cherry Ruby. And if I were a viewer instead of actually being here, I would squeal in how adorable she looked.

Hey, guys can do that too. Just not in public. That's just embarrassing on a whole new level. But still, I just wanna hug her!

"Uh... I plead the fifth!"

They both gave this slightly confused before Yang just shook her head. "No idea what that is, but I have one question for you." She took a step forward. I tumbled a step back. "Was it worth it?"

And I immediately understood. I just rose my right eyebrow. "Are you asking me, a seventeen year old hormonal male if he is happy to have seen under the skirt of an incredibly cute girl if it was worth it? Despite my very core being that would be too embarrassed to say something like this normally, but hell yes."

Yang snorted.

Ruby eeped.

And I completely forgot that she was behind Yang. Oh god.

"Wow." She blinked. "You're the first guys who actually had the balls to say something like that in front of me." ... Oh god, their sisters. Yang then proceeded to give me a punch on the shoulder. "You're not so bad man. I like that you're honest."

... okay? "Thank you?"

She grabbed my jacket and lifted me up an inch or two off the ground. "But if you ever do that again, then you're gonna wish that you weren't even born."

"Crystal." I squeaked. Hey, you try breathing while you have bright yellowish metal gauntlets pressed against your throat. It's kinda hard when it ain't allowing you to breath properly.

Letting go of her grip, and by extension dropping me, she walked by me as I tried to catch my breath. "By the way, what did you get to make ugly over there so mad at you?" Twisting around, I could see in the distance a small hill of black that stood in front of the tree line. "That thing was running after you after like you took its honey. What'd you do to it?"

"Before I answer, what exactly is that black lump? I have no idea what it is."

"Well, that my friend is a very dead Ursa."

"Oh." Wait, they killed that pissed ass thing? "How did you kill it?"

"Well, it wasn't exactly by myself."

"Hello."

'HWAAAA!" Startled, I jumped at the scare and stumbled my way to face the person who terrified the shit out of me. Like, my god. When did they get there?

"Hello again." Said the black-haired beauty. Oh, it's Blake.

"Holy crud!" I exclaimed. "Blake, please, don't do that to me again. Really. Like, my god. I didn't even hear you!" A flash of thought. "But you have got to teach me how you did that! That was freaking awesome!"

Blake just stared at me... well, blankly. There might have been some exasperation, but aside from a slight quirk of her , I couldn't tell anything. Aside from her eyes, they just seem to be confused.

"Yo, fanboy, hello?" ... Fuck you Yang. Just fuck you. "What'd you do to it? They normally don't chase after people unless they are really pissed off."

I turned about face, irritated at the name. "One, I ain't no damn fanboy. Those things are fuc-" Yang glares at me. "Freaking" I amended. "Terrifying. And weird. And a whole other of varieties that would take awhile for me to listen them. And second, all I did was throw some fire at the thing."

Tired of all the weird shit that's been happening to me, I paced around. That is, until I saw a pair of black boots. Stopping at the sudden appearance of something that obviously wasn't there before, I craned my neck straight into a pair of silver eyes.

Of which I hopped back and swore in my head. Jeesus, personal space people! No need for horror movie crap!

"Avarice!" Ruby exclaimed. "Do you know what you that was!?" I shook my head, confused as to why she was so excited. "That was a Variant-Type!"

"A what now?" What the fuck? What the hell is this?

"What! You don't know what a Variant-Type is!?" Ruby said in shock. I just shook my head again. "A Variant-Type is what is considered to be an abnormality within the Grimm. For some reason, they just seem to change. And it's a little hard to tell the difference because they look too similar to the Original-Types and Like the one that was chasing you. That one was an Arde Ursa, an Uncommon Variant of the Ursa Major. While it is like the Original-Types, there are a few details that are little different."

... What?

"Like the fur. The Arde Ursa were found to have the ability to absorb forest fires into their fur, the heat being displaced into the fur while it makes it glow and reduces blunt attacks while increasing the strength of it, but in exchange, it takes some damage. A way to get around the fur is actually really simple. Something like using explosives or sharp/bladed weapons. There's something in the fur that changes that makes it more susceptible to explosions and for sharp weapons, they can just penetrate the hide."

I stared at her.

Ruby just began to shift in her place, playing with the hem of her skirt uncomfortably.

"What?" She asked insecurely.

"Thisisnotananimethisisnotananimethisisnotananimethisisnotananimethisisnotananime." I muttered. Must. Not. Ask. Out. Like, my god.

She blinked. "What?"

"Nothing! Nothing." I waved off. "So, how did it die then?"

"Funny thing, that." Yang cut in. "So me and Blakey here see this thing just shooting at us. So I threw one of my shells at it just in case if it was an explosive. And if it was a Grimm, it would hurt it. A lot."

"... Am SO glad that I miraculously dodged it." Aha. Ha ha. Haa. No. Wait, then what was... "Wait, then what was that black ribbon thing that almost cut off my head?"

"That was me." Said Blake.

"Why?" I whimpered. "I thought we getting alone pretty well last night. So, why?"

"ANYWAY!" Yang cut in, cutting off any possible response to my second-almost death of the day. Not counting the Ursa that is. "So my shell smacks that thing in the face, making it roar in pain. But before it could go charing at me, Blakey's scythe went and ended it with a blade to the head. You could say that" She smiled. "She YANGED it out!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"What?" She asked.

"That was..." I struggled to find the words to describe her pun.

"Amazing? Fantastic? Incredible?"

"Terrible." I deadpanned. "That was possibly the worst use of using a person's name in a pun I've ever seen. And I've seen some sad puns in my life."

"Hey!" She protested. "It wasn't THAT bad!"

"Uh, Yang?" Ruby timidly answered. "It was pretty bad."

"I concur." Blake agreed.

"Et tu, Ruby? Blake?"

"What the heck is going on with the Fourth Dimension breaking here?" I muttered to myself.

"What was that?" Yang asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, nothing. Just someone speaking crazy to themselves. No need to mind me here."

And then Canon happened.

"WHEEEEE!"

Coming from the treelike (the opposite of the one I came out of... I think) was an Ursa. Except the most notable thing wasn't the fact that the thing was stumbling around like a drunken animal or the fact that it was roaring in what I think to be is pain. No, what really drew my eyes (and presumably everyone else's) is the fact that we could spot a pink-white-orange figure riding that thing like it was a rodeo. And doing a damn good job without any holds aside from holding onto its... mask? Fur? Whatever she's holding onto, she's doing a damn good job of making it look easy.

My god she is my hero.

"Whoo!" I hollered. "Go Nora! Show that thing who's boss!"

"YEE-HAW!"

Then it fell over, dead.

"... Did she come here riding on an Ursa?" Blake asked.

"Yes. Yes she did. And that was The Most Epic entrance I've seen today." I answered.

"Nah, the epic save of you catching my sister was probably the best one today. But I gotta take a point or two give the landing."

"Hmm, I'll give you that one... wait." Almost giving myself whiplash, I look at her suspiciously. "How in heck did you see that? I sure as heck didn't see you around."

"Wait!" Ruby squeaked. Man, she's been doing this a lot. "You saw that!"

"Actually," Blake cuts in. "We saw you both a while ago with her little sister screaming her way down. And your entrance was mildly impressive... until you landed anyway."

"... Dang." I said after a moment. "You two have some incredible eyesight."

"I'm queen of the castle! I'm queen of the castle!" Said a voice behind.

"NORA!" Screamed an extremely annoyed masculine voice.

"Coming Ren!" She giggled.

Just as she began to walk past us, I decided what the hell. It's nice to see a face that... wait, she did try to kill me. Never mind. But anyways...

"Nora!" I called.

She just continued walking. "Avarice!"

Impulsively, I did something I haven't said since high school. "Hugs?" I asked.

The other girls just looked at me like I was stupid. Or weird. Hell, I felt stupid for saying that. But I want goddamned hugs. I haven't any nice ones in a long while and it's awkward enough wanting hugs from people.

Nora froze. "Hugs?"

I nodded and spreader my arms. "Hugs."

"Hugs!" She exclaimed as she magically appeared in front of me and slapped her arm together around me.

Dropping my arms down to hug her (... huh, first time I've ever noticed that she was ridiculously short.) I can feel the incredibly tight hold she had on me. And man, if I didn't like hugs in general, I honestly doubt that I would like this very much. She's holding so much harder than what her tiny frame suggests. And when I mean hard, I meant she cracked my spine. So in turn, I also hug her relatively tightly (I still remember girls telling me not to hug so hard).

"... So soft." Nora giggled.

"... Love you too Nora." I wheezed, her grip waaaayy too tight. "But you mind letting go? Need some air."

"Oh!" She gasped. "Sorry!"

Finally letting go, and in turn breaking the hug (... pain be damned, I liked the hug.), I slowly breathed through my nose as I took note of how... Nora seemed a little sad now that the hug is over?

"It's alright." I waved off. "I like hugging. It's nice."

And as soon as I said that, the tiny sadness faded away. "Yeah! Especially when the other person is soft and cuddly!"

"Exact- woah, wait a moment. What am I?"

"Soft and cuddly!" She repeated with a giggle as she resumed skipping to Ren.

"..." Ow. The blow to my manliness.

"Oooh, burn." I could hear Yang whisper to the others.

"Shut up Yang. I can hear you." I deadpanned.

Then in the distance I saw an explosion of wood shards.

Bursting out running in a blur of red and gold is a familiar figure carrying a spear-like weapon (which for some reason is tickling the back of my mind... in fear) with a familiar blonde running from a fucking scorpion the size of a goddamned small house. Carrying said house are eight spindly legs with four on each side, each one apparently able to support the weight of it. On top of the main exoskeleton, which is black, is a long segmented bone shell that protected the entire main body and extended all the way to the golden stinger on its tail. And attached to the main body is a set of dangerous-looking claws that are also covered in a bone-like substance. And then just like the Ursas, the bone-like thing also had a bunch of squiggly red lines. And the eyes are like little dots on its massive size, although I don't doubt that they're probably larger up close.

... Goddamn you Jaune and most likely Pyrrha. Why the hell do you guys have to bring that thing back here? Jaune didn't even get caught on the Scorpions's stinger this time! Or flung like a rock on a catapult! I mean, come on!?

"Did those just come out with a Death Stalker after them?" Thank you Blake for the commentary.

And then just to make the situation worse... my partner comes running out of the other tree line.

With that other pair of girls we were helping.

Running from ANOTHER group of Ursas.

... Fuck. Me.

"Did those girls come out with a sloth of Ursas after them?"

...

"OH COME ON!" I roared. "I JUST GOT AWAY FROM THE OTHER ONE GODDAMN IT! AND NOW WE HAVE THIS BULLSHIT TO DEAL WITH! FUCK!"

I glanced side to side, trying to take note of another crazy event. Aside from an exhausted Ren and energetic Nora somehow crossing enough distance to be right next to me despite the fact that they were relatively far away from this position.

"What the hell is going to happen next?" I spat out. "A person falling from the sky?"

Someone began to tap on my shoulders. Turning to look at the person, which turned out to be Yang surprisingly, who then pointed upwards.

"... Oh for gods sake." I whimpered as I looked up.

And the person in mid-process of falling over a gigantic mega bird is a relatively small white thing.

"I WAS JOKING!" Goddamn it, I should have remembered this. I really should have.

"Well you did kinda jinx yourself there." Yang pointed out... who then grabbed the back of my orange hoodie.

"Uh, Yang? What are you doing?" I asked, confused as I twisted my head to look at her face.

She smiled. And its one of those not-happy-smiles that I see on people. Or anime, either or.

"Oh, this?" She innocently raised her hand, chocking me with the collar of my hoodie. "Well, since you asked, you have just volunteered yourself to go save her."

... This is for all the cursing I did earlier isn't it? "Don't I have a choice?" I wheezed.

"Hmm." She hummed in thought. Which is all a LIEEE! "Nope."

And with a grin, I could feel her other hand grab the top of my pants before she jerked both of them back.

And then she threw me into the air.

... Why can't this day just be done!


Okay, Reviews, go!

OBSERVER01: Yeah... Avarice is gonna be screwed someway or another with only female roommates. He just doesn't know it yet.

Cuervo Blanco:

1)Just no on the HxH fic. I would probably just try to find a way to cheat my ass out of all the rules. And might make my character a bit redundant for the story. Also, are you nuts! That place has fucking Gon, Killuma, The Spiders, and fucking Uber Ant. Just no. I would probably die in the first six months there. No offense to RWBY, but I'm starting at school, not the middle of butt fuck nowhere.

2) They really aren't like that. I have some plans for their personalities and how they would develop. So no, they won't exactly how you would say. But thanks for more ideas on how to go about them.

3) Yeah, but the point is that Avarice is an anomaly in this world. Sure, he might affects some events, but not the core. At the moment anyway. He's not THAT special despite being an off-worlder.

4) Yes, let me blow out your common sense mwahahahhahaha! But no, seriously, there is an explanation for that. And I think it's kinda obvious, but I would like to know why you think it happened. Let me give you a hint: Soul.

5) No. And I pray to god that she never develops that way. Her Semblance would make that incredibly terrifying. Like Miya from Sekirei... but potentially worse if went about right... or wrong I suppose.

6) True. And yes, Avarice is weak as fuck. He may have a new body, but its just a little better than that of our world and even with Aura-boosting, he just hits what I think I'll set as Low-Low Tier in the combat scale. I'll figure the scale out later, but just know that with his Aura-Boost, he is barely little more stronger than those who just unlocked their Aura in Remnant (i.e. Normal citizens after unlocking) and regular citizens themselves.

7) ... Beware the Ruby Cookie Evolution, for it is strong and desire many sweets. Also, Cheerio indeed! Too bad I can't just put her in the story. Or can I? Hmmm...

Derox-1223: Hello new person! And fortunately Jaune will never have Black Stars confidence... hopefully. He might go insane for a moment but that's that. And the Doctor moments will occur... but will just as often probably not work well. I need more Doctor damn it.

tH1s:

1) Why thank you! Honestly, I thought no one would actually like this. It's not as exciting as some SI's I've seen, but I like to this of it as normal progress. And unfortunately, my MC will be OP... but at that point all the other character will be OP too so... yeah. And my character will pay in sweat and blood for his abilities... no seriously, he will bleed. A lot. With the potential of losing a lot of skin cells. Oh dear god this gonna take a lot of effort. The only problem you'll see is how fast he progresses. He never did see progress in these things as slow after all.

2) I haven't read any other SI fics of RWBY, but I'll take your word for it. It does seem like something that other FF writer would write. And I am glad that you're looking forward to this! Just expect his ass to be sent flying everywhere from now to next two chapters or so.

Selias: Oh come on my new reader. Do you honestly expect a single dimensionality from a FF writer? ... Never mind, you can, but they are not what they seem.

On that note, is there anything of major note in this chapter? Actually, no, I think its pretty damn straight forward. So put a review forward if you're confused and I'll clarify. Just don't ask if I'm like ten chapters ahead or so. Or do if it actually really confuses you.

So thank you for reading!

Read, relax, and review!

Or flame, I can take it. Unless it's a terribly written thing. Seriously, I will be respectful unless you're so full of shit that I can tell from the first letter you type.

So see you guy/girls next time!