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Chapter 10: Training

Combat Class, 1015 hours, Friday, September 30

I was sitting with the rest of team CFFVY in the center of the auditorium. I liked it here because we all had a pretty good view of the combat arena, as well as the fact that we could dodge any stray projectiles should the defense barrier go down. Glynda was busy discussing the Vytal festival and how it was rapidly approaching. She then proceeded to address the class more directly. "I need two volunteers to simulate the one-on-one matches. Any volunteers?"

My hand shot up even faster than Ruby's could have. "I would gladly volunteer."

"Ah, mister Burgundy, let us find you an opponent."

"Actually, if it's no trouble, would mister Winchester be a viable option?" I smirked slightly, and Velvet visibly tensed.

"Very well, Mister Winchester, would you like to duel?"

"Fine by me." He stood in all his extreme cockiness. Velvet pulled at my pants leg.

"What is it?" I leaned over and whispered.

"Be careful..." She blushed a bit. I responded by kissing her forehead and patting her head.

"I will be fine. I promise." I went to change.

I went to the locker rooms swiftly, and changed out of my rather stiff school uniform. I had my boots on, but changed into my jeans and belts. I donned a dark crimson dress shirt, buttoned all the way up, and then put on my blazer. From my locker, I retrieved my bayoneted, modified AK. I was ready to show off preliminary tests. I hung it from it's strap across my shoulder. When transformed, the strap could be used as a stealth and belt for the sword. I didn't bother with my .45s or my combat knife. No need for those against Cardin. Upon finishing, I left for the arena, and approached the raised dais in the center. Cardin approached from the opposite side, armour on, gung ho, and carrying his mace over his shoulder. Cocky as ever.

"Are both combatants ready?" Glynda asked.

"Ready as ever." Cardin smirked.

"Likewise, mein freund." I grinned a tad bit too sadistically.

"Very well. The battle shall commence in three..." I brandished my AK in a bayonet charge position, and Cardin placed his mace on the ground in front of him. "Two... One... Begin!" I faked a charge at Cardin, forcing him to pull his mace to block. Instead, I pulled a strafe and emptied half the clip into his side. He blocked most with his mace, but it did drop his aura by about 10%. He brought his mace down in a crushing blow, but I blocked with the AK, lodging the bayonet in the end of his mace. He smirked, but I just grinned again, pulling the transformation lever. Doing so twisted his wrist, forcefully disarming him, if only temporarily. I then stood my ground, and swung the broadsword at his legs. I successfully tripped him.

As I had expected, he relied on brute force rather than strategy. The blow to my gun had dropped my aura by about 20%, but the damage to Cardin's wrist and the blow to his legs dropped him just below 50%. I wanted to keep this momentum. He rearmed himself, and let out a battle cry. He charged me, but I swung upwards and met his mace midway, forming a small shock wave throughout the arena that dropped both of our auras by about another 20%, leaving me with 60% but Cardin with only 30%. Right in the middle of yellow, just chip off another 10%. Having very little practice with a sword, I felt as if I was doing fairly well. Deciding not to show off the secondary sword transformation, I met his strikes and parried fairly well. Then, he got aggravated and swung his mace forcefully in a swing towards my head. Perfect. I ducked, swinging my sword and leg simultaneously, throwing him across the floor and into the wall of the arena. His aura shattered. Looking at mine, I was resting at about 45%.

The alarm sounded. "And with that, Mister Burgundy has won the match! As you can see, Cardin's aura has dropped into the red. In a tournament style duel, this means that he has lost and the official may call the match. Congratulations, Mister Burgundy!" I simply nodded, and walked over to Cardin.

"Freund, not dead, are we?" I mustered a bit of my internal German.

"Lucky... Shot.." He collapsed, but I decided to leave Glynda to take care of him. No way was I gonna carry a 200-some odd pound guy with at least that weight in armour through the halls! Besides, I still held a grudge, possibly permanently. I walked back up to my team, who was waiting at the exit to the class.

"I see you made some... Changes to your gun there." Fox, surprisingly, spoke up first.

"Yeap, I decided I needed a better melee weapon than a knife and a bayonet. Though, my sword fighting is a bit on the rough side, haven't really mastered that at all. Speaking of which, Yatsuhashi, would you mind helping me with that?" I looked a tad sideways at him in a way of saying please.

"Not at all, it would be my pleasure. When do you wish to start?"

"Hmmm, how about next weekend?"

"That sounds fine." Yatsu nodded, and I made finger guns.

"With that decided, lunch?" I looked around everyone.

"Yes!" Everyone replied in unison. They seemed very good at doing that.

Beacon courtyard, 1200 hours

Most students had left for Vale for the weekend, as the dance was up and coming. I had heard recently about news concerning Jaune. Apparently, Cardin still hasn't fully learned his lesson, though he did get a bit of an ass-whooping from an Ursa in the Forest of Forever Fall. Afterward, I heard that team RWBY was headed to the city to look for the enemy. Weiss denied it, but everyone knew she was spying. Meanwhile, me and Yatsu were training, and I felt I had learned quite a lot.

"Lunch, good master Daichi?" I was obviously poking at him in humor. We had just finished three hours worth of training, and I had perfected parrying at least.

Yatsu laughed heartily. "Of course, good Burgundy, let us proceed to lunch." He played along very well.

Beacon courtyard, 2132 hours

I was wandering the courtyard a bit, as I figured it would be a good idea to let out some antsy feelings. I saw Blake from team RWBY running across the courtyard, so I followed. What's that cat faunis doing? I wondered. I knew she was a faunis from the moment I saw her at the lunch court. Bow wasn't THAT convincing.

"Miss Belladonna, was it?" I stepped out next to her path. She stopped short, but kept running. I figured it wouldn't be a good idea to stop her, so I discreetly followed. She stopped at the statue and undid her bow. I noticed sun walking up too, so I kept distance, leaning on a tree.

"I knew you would look better without a bow." Sun finally spoke up.

"Ya know, it didn't particularly hide anything, I mean I knew you were a faunis the moment I saw ya at the lunch court." I spoke up too. She looked at us, obviously distraught over something. I sighed. "See ya later, I don't want any part of any drama." I wandered off.

Vale shopping district, Sunday, 0900 hours

I was wandering about the clothing shops, as I figured I could find something new. I decided upon a cloak. It was dark red, almost black, and had sleeves. It was designed to hide the entire body, along with a hood to hide the face. I liked this, could be useful for infiltration. I bought it with all the savings I made from the... Totally legal gambling I participated in. Hey, when you are short money, you tend to find creative ways to find it, underground fight clubs included.

Vale docks, approximately 2345 hours

I was wandering along the waterfront when a rather large explosion occurred not far away, near a closed off section of the dockyard. Figuring as this was the perfect time to use my new cloak, I donned it before sneaking in. I got in just in time to see a large shipping container fall from a crane. I leapt into action, arming myself with the .45s I brought with me, loaded with ice rounds from SHIELD. I figured, even if the white fang were terrorist, they were still living people. I took out quite a few, firing from both hands as I ducked and dodged around the crates. By the time I had stepped out to the center, there was an orange-haired girl, definitely not Nora, making a large laser cut three bullheads in half. I confronted the Torchwick man that had been on the news recently.

"Been making quite a name for yerself, mate!" I mustered a pirate voice. Gotta keep up the individual personalities!

He sighed, pointing his cane at me. "These kids just keep getting weirder!"

"Before ya shoot, me mate, ye might want ta reconsider yer position! I am a pirate, after all." He shot anyway, but I dodged. "Not very nice are we?" I emptied the clips and started to reload. Torchwick took that opportunity to rush me with his cane, tripping me and sending me to a stack of crates.

"You are, without a doubt, the worst pirate I have ever heard of."

I stood back up, reloading. "But you have heard of me!" I got in before he flew off. I saw as Blake looked my way, cat ears twitching. Deciding not to come into conflict with the authorities, or fellow students, I slipped my way out of the docks and headed back to beacon before she could follow.

White fang base near Vale, 0100 hours

"We have another problem, Cinder." Torchwick was addressing her regarding the port. "Not only were there students there, but a pirate too! A pirate! Trying to stop us!" He had an incredulous look on his face.

"A pirate? No matter. Add him to the list of people we need to find, right under the man with the accent. Got that, Mercury?"

"Oh yeah. Permission to kill both?"

"If it comes to that, yes." Cinder smirked, before leaving.

"Oh, and Roman... Don't disappoint me again."

Whelp, that's all of Volume Arc 1! Volume 2 arc will start immediately, of course. Can't wait for the exitement!

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Now, because I am very nice and like the idea of the after credit scenes, Ill give you one.

Tra!

Shadow Lady's place

"Tyrian, what news of finding the Fall Maiden?" A tall man with a scorpion tail was kneeling in the same place Cinder was last time.

"No such luck, master... You see, she seems to have been moved to a kingdom since that day. I cannot search there..." He trailed off.

"Very well. I will have someone else search Mystral. We must find the maiden, and this new power, as soon as we can." There was a tiny hint of desperation in her voice. She stepped from the shadows. "We cannot let it stop our plans." The lady, now in the light, had an eerily white face, pure white, with black veins. She wore a black dress, and a long cape. On her head was a feather headdress, and hanging from one feather was a black gemstone.