Well... another average day at Beacon... wait... never mind... no day is average at a badass combat school...

Just another chapter with plot development... I do feel sorry for Demon though... I mean he was out for a month and still only knows like 50% of whatever is actually happening on Remnant...

Naughtbeast

Chapter 11:

With a groan the Demon awoke from his slumber, the extremely annoying beeping sound of the alarm ringing through his head. He used his pilot stim and the thoughts of sleep were quickly purged from his head. Kira and Rosaline were still sleeping in their beds.

Revenge… he thought before shutting the alarm off.

He turned on Sid and made his way to his class, leaving the girls to have their privacy. He walked to the classroom and began killing time by hacking through some secure files.

"Sid… initiate Alpha level hacking procedures… I want NO traces that you were there. Give me everything you have using the code words Aura and Semblance."

"Yes Sir, hacking in progress… estimated time at 2.43 minutes"

He sighed before tapping on a few buttons on his wrist screen. After a few minutes, he found out about a few features that he unknowingly installed. One was the tracker, which he hastily disabled, and the aura gauge. He tried to connect it to him but it continuously just showed up as grey.

"Sir, hacking complete… compiling a database now…"

Demon looked down at his wrist screen and saw hundreds of files being downloaded. He skimmed through a few of them, reading over what they could do.

Magnetism!... Teleportation!... Cloning!...

He continued to read through all the files, being nothing short of amazed as he read over what they could do. As he did he felt someone tap on his shoulder. He looked up to see Miss Goodwich standing in front of him.

"Yes?"

"Mr, Demon… you do know what day it is?"

"Of course I do!" He retorted… looking down at his wrist screen. "Its… Saturday…"

Mrs Goodwich smiled before continuing along the corridor, leaving Demon to facepalm himself. Not only had he ruined a perfectly good day by getting up early… he had let the girls sleep in. Before he could even think of anything else he heard Sid interrupt him.

"Sir, your nutrient levels have reached negative levels… I suggest that you seek out food before your performance levels become affected."

"Sid… I'm not hungry…"

A large growling sound emanated from his gut, causing a couple of students down the corridor to become startled, thinking it was a Grimm.

"Point taken…" he said before making his way to the dining hall. He stepped in and noticed there weren't really many people. He walked over to the dining table and nearly died at the sheer shock of the food on offer. He hastily went past all the hot food sections, the salads, the fruits and straight to the desert section. There was only one other person there, a girl in a pink uniform with hearts all over it. He walked over to the person who was serving before hastily addressing her.

"PLEASE! I need at least 40 pancakes, 30 cookies and enough chocolate to cover it all."

The cook raised her eyebrow at this.

"Ummm… I'm not allowed to serve students that much… wait?... have I seen you before?"

"I highly doubt it… I've been here for like a month… and most of that was spent in the hospital"

"THAT WAS YOU!... you were the guy that was in the initiation last month!"

"Yes… that was me!"

"Oh my god… you saved that girl! Wait here… I'll be back!"

She hastily went behind the counter and before he could even blink she was back holding a massive plate stacked high with pancakes… which were covered in cookies… which were covered in chocolate. She handed it over to him and he struggled to hold it.

"Take this as a thanks from me to you… you deserve it after nearly dying for that girl"

"Ummm… thanks"

As he turned around he found his way to a table at the far back of the room before sitting down, disengaging his faceplate and began wolfing down the food. Not even bothering to use cutlery, he barely took any break for breathing and was practically inhaling the food. His had never tasted anything near as delicious as what he was eating now. In just five minutes he had managed to eat the whole damn plate, smiling as his euphoria died down. He activated his stims and his advanced metabolism quickly cut down all the food into the needed nutrients. He laid back on the bench, closing his eyes, and waited while the food digested.

Now that… was good…

He opened his eyes and was suddenly face-to-face with a certain spotty-faced redhead.

"HOLY CRAP!" he exclaimed, flailing his arms around madly before falling off the seat.

She smiled before offering a hand to help him up.

"HI! I'm Nora!"

"Demon" he replied, sitting back up in his seat.

"How did you eat that much food?" she asked, crossing her arms as she did.

"Well… it has been probably 5 years since I have had pancakes and chocolate is something you don't get in the middle of a war zone."

As she was about to reply a young man came along with black hair, a single lock of pink, and was wearing a green get-up that looked like what the traditional Japanese would wear back on Earth.

"Nora… I told you not to run off again…"

"But Ren!... he ate at least 30 pancakes in under 5 minutes…"

"It was 40 actually" offered Demon.

Ren turned to him and offered a hand.

"Hello, I am Lie Ren, and you must be the legendary Demon that I have heard so much about."

"The one and only" he replied, shaking his hand.

"Well, the girl in pink is Nora, as she has probably told you, and we're part of team JNPR."

"Cool man… look, I really want to chat but I best get going… I'm probably going to be seeing my breakfast very soon" said Demon, holding his hand to his mouth as he did.

"Understandable, guess we'll be seeing you around the campus"

"See ya!" he said, before grabbing his face-plate, reattaching it, and walking out of the dining hall. He seriously did feel like vomiting though, just another effect of stims. He made it to his pod and was greeted by Vanessa.

"SIR! These crystals are remarkable! It is like the elements are in crystals!"

"Vanessa… I thought you were programmed to believe in science… not that someone could figure out a way to put the elements in crystals."

"I know Sir, but that is the only way I can explain it! They're remarkable"

"That's nice and all… but how can it benefit me?"

"Well… most of the designs you have tried to make can be accomplished using these. They can be used in weapons, much like gunpowder, and can be used in heaps of other ways."

"Well then, if you could… could you please begin producing the designs."

Vanessa just held up her colossal hands.

"Ok then, you have permission to take control of a spectre for the time being. I'm heading to the city, so please watch over the pod for me ok." Asked Demon, walking over to his motorbike as he did.

"You can count on me Sir!" she replied while doing a mock salute.

He groaned, before wheeling his bike out to the landing pads. He jumped on the next trip to Vale and spent the ride checking over his cycle. He had managed to scavenge it after clearing one of the high-end planets from the IMC. It was a basic model but he had decked it out to make it special. He had the wheels covered in Kevlar, the engine was replaced with a miniature nuclear reactor, much like that in a Titan, and had linked multiple sensors to his HUD so he didn't have to look down while driving. As soon as he was off the platform he headed straight for the nearest road, feeling the anticipation rising. It was about midday when he looked down at his clock. He turned on the fuel pump and gunned the engine, a satisfying purr coming from the bike. With a smile, he jumped on and revved it a couple of times. Even though it was a nuclear reactor, it still had the delicious sound of the fuel-powered bikes. He began riding it through the streets of the city, taking in the city, while being slightly annoyed at the low speed-limit. After finally having enough he headed to the nearest highway and gunned the engine. He was sad that he couldn't take off his helmet, but he still felt the thrill of speed.

About 4 hours later…

After nearly being arrested by the police three times, being forced to hack into their personal camera's to delete his photos, he headed into the darker parts of the town. He enjoyed being in the scungy parts of town, mostly because that's where all the Black Markets were. He continued riding around until he made his way to a reasonably agreeable bar, parking his bike and locking it with the 'security measures' he installed. As he was walking to the door a sudden thought entered his mind…

CRAP… I don't have any money… Meh, I'll figure it out later…

He walked up to the front door, hearing the thumping beats of nightclub music. He walked through the automatic front door… and was greeted by about 20 guns pointed directly at him. There were roughly 5 pistols and the rest were rifles… except for a guy that was hefting a rocket launcher.

"Never mind… false alarm" said the guy with the rocket launcher, causing the others to put their weapons away and go back to whatever they were doing.

"Sorry about that" said the guy as he walked up and shook Demon's hand.

"What could you possibly need that much firepower for?"

His face turned red for a moment before going back to normal.

"That's a story for another day, come… have a drink, name's Junior by the way" he said as he walked back behind the bar.

"I'll have a strawberry sunrise if you got it" asked Demon as he pulled up a seat.

He narrowed his eyes and pulled off a few bottles of liquor off the shelves before passing a blood-red drink over the counter to him. He drunk it down, savouring the sensation that flowed down his throat. After he swallowed it down he looked over at the bartender with a smirk on his face.

"Now… I don't have to pay for this do I?... I mean you did nearly kill me"

He grumbled for a bit before nodding his head and walking off around the back. Demon reached over the bar and began drinking out of a bottle before he heard an announcement over the speakers in the nightclub.

"For all those who got it… we got karaoke going on soon! so get your asses down to side stage for song requests!"

Ahh… what the heck, might as well…

He walked over to side stage and requested for a song, the organiser having no idea what it was, before he walked on stage. He hacked into the speaker system and began playing the backing track to his song, talking before the actual song started.

"Now… I know most of you will have absolutely no idea what this song is… but sit back, relax and enjoy."

He clicked a button on his wrist screen and the song began (Just play "Can't hold us"). After he was done he walked off stage with just about everyone in the nightclub clapping.

"Damn good performance" commented Junior as he passed another strawberry sunrise over the counter.

"Well, I try…"

They conversed for a while before they heard a loud screeching sound coming from outside. Demon immediately sprang into action, pulling out his wingman, and sprinted out to the front.

WHO THE HELL IS STEALING MY BIKE!...

He burst through the front door, not even waiting for the automatic doors and aimed his pistol at the person next to his bike… and then lowered it after he saw who it was.

"Yang… why are you touching my bike…"

The blonde looked up after trying to furiously de-activate the alarm that was going off.

"I'm sorry!"

Demon sighed before stopping the alarm with a button on his keys.

"So what takes you to these parts of the woods at this time of night?" asked Demon, walking over and resting on his bike.

"Well… I heard on the police scanners that some guy had been continuously avoiding the cops on a bike, so I came out here to check it out."

"Well… you better fight fire with fire…" said Demon, pointing to Bumblebee as he did.

"Yea… I built her myself and she's the fastest bike on remnant…"

With a scoff, Demon put the keys into his bike's ignition and revved the engine.

"Not anymore"

"Is that a challenge?" asked Yang as she walked over to her bike and turned the keys over, causing the engine to rev in anticipation.

"It might be… you got a place to race, I kinda don't want to hack into any more police cameras"

"Follow me…" she replied before gunning the engine and speeding off down the street, barely holding the speed limit. Demon smiled and followed her, catching up with ease. A couple of minutes later they ended up at a race track in the middle of town. Yang parked her bike outside, gestured for him to stay where he was, and walked inside to the reception area. About a minute later she walked out with a nervous looking clerk in tail. He hesitantly walked over and unlocked the gate to the track, letting the two drive in. Yang winked back to him and he closed the doors as quickly as possible.

"The hell you did to him?"

"Oh, nothing" she said while smirking. They wheeled their bikes over to the starting line, having to use their headlights to line up. Yang waited for a moment, looking into the darkness, before the lights all over the stadium came on. It was a normal racing track, meant for cars as it was a large oval, but it looked about a kilometre long. She turned to Demon with a smirk on your face.

"So, we're not going to race for nothing are we?... not with you talking that much shit…"

"OH!... you're on… winner gets the others bike… we got a deal?"

She hesitated for a second before nodding and wheeling up straight to the starting line, Demon wheeling his next to hers.

"Two laps, winner takes all"

"Yup…"

"Ok… we go in 3…"

He revved his engine to signal he was ready…

"Ok… ready… 3!" She screamed before gunning the engine and screeching down the track. Demon shook his head at her before twisting his hand back and speeding after her. He trailed behind her for the first lap, Yang looking back and smirking as she crossed the line for the first time. He smiled under his helmet as he flicked the switch next to his right thumb, turning on the nuclear reactor's full power. As it charged to full power he drove up right next to Yang so she could hear him.

"Sorry about this… but… EAT SHIT!" he shouted while gunning the engine, the bike doing a wheelie before getting back on both wheels. He left Yang in the dust and completed his lap a full 10 seconds ahead of her. She drove over the finish line and stopped a few metres away. She grabbed her helmet, threw it on the floor, and threw the keys at Demon. He managed to catch them before they lodged in his helmet, looked them over for a bit before chucking them back. She heard the keys jingling and looked as they clattered to the floor in front of her.

"I would never take your ride… plus, how the hell am I going to get two bikes back to Beacon by myself."

She smiled, picked up her helmet, and got back on her bike. She drove out of the arena, probably on the way back to Beacon, leaving Demon to deal with the clerk. He got off his bike and thanked him for letting them use the track, promising that he would repay him later. The guy nodded guiltily before shutting down the complex as he left. Demon drove back to the landing area and got on the next ride to Beacon, being the only person on the whole thing. He made it back to his dorm at around midnight, sneaking in to make sure he didn't wake his team. He slipped into bed and began to fall asleep.

I'm going to make sure that tomorrow is going to be as epic as today…