Ah...class. For some people. It was a boring place of learning things that would have no use in the real world. For others, a sanctuary from a bad home life. Or a place to relax and learn things. Stimulate the brain.
But for the people we are following at the moment...It was a place they were late to be at. Who are these people we are talking about? Well that'd be Team JNPR. With the person who disabled all the alarms because she couldn't have pancakes that day, Nora.
It was currently 9:10. The only reason they weren't still sleeping was because Jaune's scroll had an alarm set for 9:00. The time he normally got up at when he was still home with the other Arcs.
When they all got to the first class of the day and Jaune kicked the door open in a panic, everybody but a select few people looked at him. Smash, staring intently at Professor Port, absorbing every bit of information and putting it into his "Please for the love of Manbar always remember this information you will pass it on to your children and you will have children simply to pass on this information" folder in his main hard drive, The teacher himself, too busy telling his story to realize that a student just kicked open his door, and that one guy who actually had an colored model in the show. Who was too busy sulking that nobody cheered with him earlier.
They all walked to an untouched row of desks, sat down, and began listening to the lecture.
"Peter, he told me. You're old enough now, it is time I taught you how to be the best man you can be. Through the power of moustaches."
And immediately stopped listening entirely and began listening for any mention of grimm. Or the important bits of this 'lecture'
"The moral of this story? A true Huntsman must be honorable! A true huntsman must be dependable! A true huntsman must be strategic, well-educated and wise! Who among you believes themselves to be the embodiment of these traits?" Hey something interesting!
Weiss, who had begun to grow annoyed at Ruby's continuous antics throughout the class that had not been seen by Team JNPR, started to raise her hand.
But put it down once Ryker yelled out "Me!" And jumped out of his chair. Only for his feet to hit the desk in front of him and send him into the air, performing multiple frontflips before landing at a 90-degree angle on his head and falling back. Before standing up and saluting.
Professor Port raised an eyebrow at the students enthusiasm before continuing as normal. "Well then! Let's find out, shall we?" Port said before gesturing towards a cage that had gone un-noticed by the ENTIRE CLASS that was shaking wildly and had a very loud growling noise coming from it.
"Young man, do you have your weapon with you?" Port asked Ryker as he walked over to the cage.
"Uh...Yes sir!" Ryker said, taking it off his back. The Dawn Breaker. The only axe on the planet that can fly like a helicopter and has a working chainsaw assault rifle thing on it.
Don't ask how it works. Only Ryker knows and I'm not paid enough to risk asking. Poor Jason...that poor hockey masked idiot had the bright idea to use the axe for his personal life. Last I heard he's on life support. I also heard he's supposed to be immortal or something. So how that works I have no idea.
"Perfect! Now I'm going to have to ask you to stand ba-" Was all Professor port could get out before Ryker kicked the cage through the wall, creating a enormous hole in the wall. The whole class (Minus the TIG gang) could only watch in amazement as the cage with the Grimm in it became a spec in the distance before it FUCKING EXPLODED. Ryker kicked it so hard it IGNITED AND EXPLODED. Jesus christ I don't get paid enough for this...
"Um...Class is dismissed early today for...Clean up. Yes. Good job young man! You remind me of a younger me...except much more destructive." Professor Port said before walking over to the rubble.
The class, not wanting to stay for the remainder of the class with no teacher teaching, took to the halls and began conversing. Yang immediately walked up to Ryker after class.
"Hey there Beefcake 3000! Nice kick you have there! I don't even think I could launch that cage that far!"
Ryker, deciding to show off (Or tell the truth, it depends on how Smash and Yuki are feeling) Flexed his rather impressively large...bulging...sexy...muscles...what? OH! Sorry! I got distracted!
"Yeah well I AM the strongest person in the school." He said looking Yang dead in the eyes while saying that. A silent challenge.
"Oh so you're the strongest person in the school huh? How about you prove it? Arm wrestle right now!" Yang yelled. People we starting to look at them, a few people that knew Yang felt sympathy for the guy she was about to contend with.
Ryker held his arm out in the classic motion that all arm wrestles wrestle in. Yang locked her hand with Ryker and held out her other hand.
"Are you ready?" "You know it!"
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It started. Yang pushed with all her might to try and get Rykers arm down before he had a chance to even start trying.
Imagine her surprise when his arm didn't move no matter how hard she pushed. Ryker had on a perfect poker face as he stared at the two arms in from of him.
Yang was starting to get angry, and with this anger came power. Slowly, Rykers arm started to move, much to his surprise. He put in more effort and it stopped again. Then Yang got even angrier. This continued for some time until Rykers arm was at a nice 170 degree angle. Yang, thinking she had finally won, put the most effort yet into her push.
And was then flung across the hall and imbedded in a wall when Ryker pushed back with too much force.
Everyone in the hall that knew Yang looked on in shock. Somebody had just outmuscled Yang! The people who didn't know Yang rushed to see if she was okay. Getting flung into a wall hurt! Trust me I know! I once go- huh? I just received a note that says I'm not allowed to mention that incident...ON WITH THE STORY!
Ryker looked at where Yang was slowly sliding down the wall like a cartoon character with little swirls in her eyes. And let out a chuckle as he walked over.
"You okay there Yang? I thought you were stronger than that!" He taunted playfully as he pushed aside some random kid and helped her up.
Yang shook the dizzyness from her head and smiled. "Oh please, you haven't seen what I can REALLY do yet. Gotta be an actual fight for that!" She said precisely as the bell rang.
"OH shit! I don't wanna be late for class on the first day! DJ will never let me hear the end of it and that'd be the most embarassing thing ever!" Ryker Yelled as he took off fast enough to leave a cartoon dust cloud. Which Yang just stared at wondering if Rykers semblance was speed.
(((Beep Boop)))
Meanwhile in Combat Class, Jaune, Pyrrha, Ren, and Nora all sneezed at once. Somebody had insulted them but none of them knew who.
Dylan turned to them. "I'm going to guess somebody insulted you but you don't know who?" They all nodded.
"Yeah I thought so. Blame Ryker. He's normally the cause of things like that. He never realizes it though so don't hold it against him."
"Okay students settle down!" Everyone settled down immediately. This was combat class. Nobody knew the actual name of the class so everyone just calls it combat class. The students are pit against each other in controlled spars. Once a students aura hits the red zone (Calculated on their scrolls soehow, along with their teams Aura) they lose.
Smash had read about this the previous night...well...he read up on it in the shower. He's a reploid. He has access to the internet at all times.
Now, Smash was no computer wiz. At least in the other universe. But compared to the place he got his powers from? Hacking into the school system to place his "Aura Bar" was easy.
Smash doesn't have a soul. So he can't get aura. What he does have are Nanomachines that repair wounds the moment he gets them. These are limited in supply obviously. But through a process he never learned about, solar energy produces these nanomachines constantly. His four subtanks hold nanomachines for instant use.
Smash's Aura bar will be his natural Nanomachines. Once they hit a certain about, his aura will be demonstrated to be in the red zone. Ah the wonders of hacking!
"Ok class let us start the semester with something exciting. Something to get you to pay attention. For the first matchup of the semester, we have Smash Gunner and Pyrrha Nikos!" Glynda Announced. Whispers immediately burst out of the crowd of students. Most talking about Pyrrha but a few talking about how Smash didn't stand a chance.
Remembering Ozpins instructions, he wondered if he should throw the match.
On the other hand he really didn't give a shit what Ozpin said because he could just destroy anything in his path.
'eh. I'll hold back. If she wins great. If not, big fucking whoop I get some publicity.' He thought as he stepped into the ring wearing his tuxedo. (The Uniform)
"Mr. Gunner, I recommend NOT fighting in a tuxedo with no weapon. Please go to the locker room behind you and retrieve your gear." Glynda ordered Smash.
"Ah don't worry about it Ms. Goodwitch. I got everything with me." Smash said before he was covered in a bright light. Not blinding, but nobody could tell what was happening. When the light faded he was wearing his white armor. Completely covering every inch of his body except his face. Where his combed hair stood out as a dirty blond. In comparison to the rest of his body which was abnormally white.
Pyrrha walked out of the locker room wearing her oddly roman armor and weapons. The TIG gang raised an eyebrow at this.
Yes. All of them. At once.
It happens! Don't judge me or them!
"Alright. When I say Go, I want you two to start sparing. Once your aura hits the red zone you lose. Are you ready?" Both students nodded but only one of them got into a combat position. The other simply shifted his left foot back and but his left arm behind him and his right arm in front of him. The standard fighting pose of a maverick hunter.
Activating
'Well ain't that a surprise. My systems think she's powerful enough to be considered a maverick. Health Bar and everything.'
"Go!"
And Pyrrha shot forward, aiming to surprise Smash with a dash forward. Unfortunately for her, this didn't work for any other opponent Smash has faced. And is sure as hell wasn't going to start now. He did a quick leap over her head and jumped again off of her head. Sending it into the ground.
He took out his buster and fired three shots at the downed fighter, but they were blocked by a shield. Said shield heated up a little bit due to absorbing the shots instead of reflecting them. Said shield was then thrown at Smash's head and bounced off it, not really hurting in the slightest. Deciding to put on a bit of a show, Smash willed his 'Aura Bar' down a bit and fell over as if hit incredibly hard before pushing himself back up and blocking a sword slash with his buster which didn't even creak at the blow.
Over in the audience, Ruby was wondering why Smash wasn't using the D Glaive she loved oh so much.
So, she walked over to where Yuki was standing, she knew Smash was on good terms with him but didn't really know his name.
"Um...excuse me? You're friends with Smash right? I was wondering why he isn't using his D Glaive." Ruby asked as Yuki turned to face her, not really paying attention to the fight and more towards the girl Smash was fighting. "I've never actually seen Smash properly fight a person with the D Glaive before. He hasn't even told me about the times he has. Nobody has ever been worthy enough to fight the blade one of his dads gave him." Yuki explained.
"Wait did you say 'one of his dads'?" "Yes I did." "Oh okay. Just checking."
BACK TO THE FIGHT.
The fight was not going well for Pyrrha. For the first time in years she was having difficulty even getting her opponent to block. He just wasn't taking this seriously. All damage to her aura was caused by mistakes she had made and were punished for. Aimed a slice too high, rebound hit her leg. Shield bash gone wrong, Shield to the face. It's almost as if he was training her...But that was impossible right? They were both the same age and she had trained for years!
Finally a miracle happened. Smash looked into the crowd suddenly and left himself wide open. A slice to his armor overwhelmed Pyrrha. She could see EVERYTHING.
Every little detail, Every tiny atom in Smash's body could be seen. His whole body was metal. How was this possible? Nobody was made entirely of metal right?
The shock had cost her though. Smash had moved to hit her head with the butt of his buster. In her panicked mind she did the first thing she could do.
Knee him in the dick.
The moment her knee made contact, Smash stopped moving.
She moved to hit him in the head, take advantage of the situation. But he simply said "no" This single word somehow paralyzed her. She couldn't move.
More calm then anyone had seen Smash before. He placed his buster on the ground and placed his hands on her shoulders.
"Now Pyrrha. That wasn't very nice of you. I don't like it when people do that." Smash said. Everyone was wondering what was happening and why Pyrrha wasn't doing anything.
And then her aura meter dropped to a sliver. And then a loud crash was heard. Along with a hole appearing the the wall to the locker room.
Smash had punched Pyrrha through a wall in silent anger that he had been kneed in the dick.
He then dropped to his knees and cupped his injured sausage.
He took a deep breath.
"Ahhhhhh..."
He took a deep breath.
"Ahhhhhh..."
This went on for some time while everyone checked on Pyrrha. This was not a good first day and many more days like this were likely to happen.
Hopefully with less broken walls.