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The Forgotten God
Chapter 11. Classes (Part 2)
(Balak POV)
A sweat drop fell from my forehead as all the attention was set on me. Or more precisely on the two facing each other while standing in front of the small amount of the school body that was assembled in Miss Goodwitch's classroom. It is a large room fit enough for duels and for people to spectate. And those spectating sat to the side in an array of chairs watching impatiently probably wishing for someone to just get it over with.
Tamiko on the other hand had been silently waiting for Miss Goodwitch to announce the beginning of the match. With no emotion shown on her face as she stared at me blank look. As if she was trying to put her full focus on the upcoming duel.
I for one would rather not fight with my fellow teammate. Not because of some bond of friendship but of the fact that I know she will kick my ass and then some.
Adding on to the fact that I have NO idea what her weapon could possibly be and as well as her fighting style. I really regret not paying attention to her when she fought the nevermore during initiation but then again I was whisked away by another nevermore. I don't know what exactly prompted me to jump onto the Grimm but at the very least I know it won't be happening again for as long as I'm still sane...somewhat.
"For the next match we will be having Balak Xantara sparring with Tamiko Parmida. Hopefully Miss Parmida has discussed with Mr. Xantara the rules for our class' sparring matches." Miss Goodwitch's stern glare rest on the both of us waiting for confirmation and is given such when Tamiko gives her a thumbs up in reassurance.
"Alright, begin!"
Now like most things that I do I prefer to plan out whatever is going on at the moment into an epic and dramatic scene like it's straight out of a movie. As for this exact moment I pictured myself jumping right into lion's den entering into a series of back and forth strikes with our individual weapons.
What happened instead was that once Miss Goodwitch gave the signal to start I saw Tamiko immediately bring her gaze upon me and I could see a sinister smile creep over her face that sent a shiver down my spine. And one could only imagine the thoughts that coursed through my head and the possible scenarios that followed any and all the actions that I would make. With most having my ridiculous self scramble towards her with my katana in the effort to lash out and deal enough damage to say that I did good but notice that I did little to nothing and she would slowly creep up to throw me into a life or death situation. So instead of having either of my dreadful thoughts come to life I decided to take my time and make a quick tactical retreat. Of course doing so awarded me a few laughs and some bickering since they probably only saw the action as simply running away which is not what I was doing. It's a legitimate and anyone who is at all smart should recognize it when they see it.
Shifting my head around once I thought I had gained an appropriate amount of space, I took a second to evaluate Tamiko's weapon which has yet to be unleashed. I don't know if she wanted to be suspenseful but in the case that she does then she definitely fulfilled that goal.
Then suddenly, the black bracelets slipped over her wrists and ankles falling down to her hands and feet. She kicked the two that lied at her shoes into the air and when they reached the area around her arms after falling from the air she plunged the two in her grasp into the others with enough strength that a loud clicking noise was heard. Without a second wasted she pulled all four pieces down while at the same time spinning them rapidly until they changed shape and extended into a rather large circle with the outer-edge being a sharp silver.
"Um, is that your weapon?" I stupidly asked.
Tamiko nodded and replied "yes, it's a chakram. Not many use because it requires an extremely flexible body to pull out its full potential."
"Well if it's just that then this fight shouldn't be too strenuous."
"And since when did I say that it was just a chakram?" Tamiko questioned with her grin growing all the more malicious.
Yup, I really should just keep my mouth shut and get ready for what's coming. And if I was smart I would probably call off the match then and there to surrender. But hey, since when did I ever let my conscience get the better of me. If I did then life wouldn't be that thrilling. Though it would be safer and wouldn't lead me to being pummeled every so often.
Hmmmmmmm. I should really weigh my options right now.
Before I could continue my thought I saw Tamiko dance around my peripheral vision to which I could only guess that she was attempting to start off by landing a good hard blow to my side. Unfortunately for her I am a master of many arts. This one being falling which helped me in dodging a swift slice of her chakram. I rolled away as she threw her weapon at my near defenseless form on the floor which caused her to miss and to also have her weapon get stuck within the floorboards. Pulling myself back to my feet I saw that Tamiko was in the process of trying to jerk her weapon free from its cemented state.
Now this would be a miracle chance if I ever saw one. I better take advantage of it while I can...
Here goes nothing.
Breaking into a sprint I raise my sword in a high arc to ready myself for the coming slash I will unleash on her. Hopefully it will do enough damage to topple her and cause her to lose her standing so I can try to end the match in the next few minutes.
As if the world had something against me, at that very moment Tamiko was able to retrieve her chakram and used it to block my strike with ease. With her arm glowing a bright green that slowly began encasing the edges of her weapon's blade that strengthened her force and she was able to knock me back.
"Hey! No fair! You used some weird green voodoo magic. I call foul play. In fact I think I should win by default at this point." I yelled.
There was a crowd of laughter in the rows of seats upon hearing my statement.
Tamiko just tilted her head in confusion until some sort of realization hit her. "Balak, in all the time you have spent have you not heard of what aura is?"
Assuming that it was something that was common knowledge from the way she spoke, I merely responded with "yup, totally. But just in case there are some undesirables in the audience. Can you please enlighten them?"
"Oh but if you are so knowledgeable about aura then I'll let you have the honor."
Noticing the fact that I had just dug my grave by saying something stupid yet again, I decided to finally get the show on the road. "If we actually had the time I would. Now unless you hadn't been paying attention we sort of are in the middle of a duel."
Before she could retort back I lunged at her with my sword at the ready and slashed at her stomach. To which she deflected by twirling her chakram so that my blade merely skidded off of hers leaving my arm in the air and my katana pointing to the ceiling, giving Tamiko a pretty large opening. To which she accepted gladly and spun her chakram so that she could slash eight times at my chest in succession.
Man, talk about a combo.
Falling to the ground I could feel the exaustion and pain from the chakram taking affect. It was hard to endure and I'm not too sure as to how I was able to stand back up but I did. Like in one second I was on the floor than in another I was back on my feet facing Tamiko with a blurred vision. And no matter how many times I told my body to stay down and play dead like a possum. My body stood still and didn't move, which pretty much just made myself an easy target.
"You're persistent, I'll give you that much. But I know that you're on your last stand right now. Just one more hit and you will be down for the count." Said Tamiko in confidence.
My voice was shaken but I was still able to get one last qwip in. "I-i d-don't know a-about that b-but I'm pretty s-s-sure I could take another t-t-ten hits."
"Let's test that theory."
And just like that, Tamiko put both arms inside the inside circle of her weapon. Pushing a hidden button the chakram began twirling around her arms at sonic speed until it stopped to show that the chakram had completely changed shape. From a large chakram to dual gauntlets that went from her fingertips to her elbows like a black shadow encasing her arms.
Witgout any hesitation she drew back her fists and once she had gotten close enough she let loose barrage of punches that far exceeded ten and each strike felt like being hit by a boulder. And on the last punch she pulled back even further than all the times before and with a hint of a green hue along the edge of her fist, she struck.
Since I was miraculously able to still stand despite being pummeled I decided to just close my eyes and take the punch. Hopefully I just might live to see another day.
…
…
…Huh?
Odd. Could have sworn I was about to be hit by Tamiko a second ago.
Opening my eyes I saw that instead of Tamiko being in the action of hitting me she was right in front of me with her arms at her sides and her expression confused.
Not understanding I asked "ummm, w-what?"
She kept paused for a short while before she looked up to me and said "how did you do that?"
"Do what?" I asked with my voice finally returning.
"…did you not notice what just happened?"
"Besides you not hitting me, nothing really happened."
Tamiko went bug-eyed in bewilderment and once my words sunk in she adorned a glare that I'm pretty sure could cause physical harm if eye contact is kept for too long.
"I DID hit you."
"Ah no you didn't."
"Did too."
"Did not."
"Did too."
"Did not- you know what, since this yelling is making Miss Goodwitch gain more grey hair which is very amusing as I can see her furrowing her eyebrows, why don't we phone in the audience for confirmation? All those who actually saw her hit me please stand and say 'OH MY OUM, Balak is sooooooo Kawaii~'."
The moment I finished I was given another glare from the chakram wielding girl. I could easily see that she was not amused. But before she could voice her thoughts there was a loud shout coming from the collection of students who have been in the class thus far. Clearly recognizable as the only pair of siblings I know to have shared the spiced cookies of death with me.
"OH MY OUM! Balak is soooooooooo Kawaii~."
"So with that it's confirmed. But did you even put any strength into it. It hurt less than being hit with a feather. In fact, you should have prepared a feather in advance, would've done more damage. Cause now we are just left in this awkward situat-"
Before I could finish, Tamiko had punched me square in the jaw with her gauntlets that had small gun attachments on the knuckles that shot out dust enhanced bullets. Knocking me out cold and on the floor like a dead guy.
Man, me and my big mouth.
An hour later...
I woke up in the same room I had been in since I 'came' to this academy. A room that I could call my personal suite in the infirmary. And I was a little surprised to see that the gaping hole in the wall was replaced. I really liked that broken wall, tis a shame.
Glancing down at my body I saw that I was still in my combat clothes which was odd because I assumed they would at least change the clothes that got damaged. Or put some random bandages on me so I look a little badass. But hey, beggers can't be choosers.
On that note the door to the room creaked and slowly opened to let in a very tall man dressed in an outfit similar to Headmaster Ozpin's but instead of the green tint Ozpin has, the man donned a suit of pure pith black. With a long fluffy black cloak that was torn and tattered. And after straining my eyes a little I noticed that there were a few chains hanging from his cloak.
"Ah, I see you have awoken. Do you feel any abnormalities with your body?"
Furrowing my brow I pulled myself up into a siting position but shot right back down when a throbbing pain flooded the entirety of my body.
Yup, no siting for me.
"Hmm, still hurting from your dual with Miss Parmida I see. You better stay down and let the medicine you were given do its work else you will only make the pain worsen."
Well this guy seems like a bore, he just seems a little too serious.
Not Weiss serious because at least she's a tsundere. This guy just comes off as deadly serious, like someone from the military. I for sure wouldn't be surprised if he said he was.
Regaining my voice I asked "I don't believe we've met so could you like, throw me a bone and tell me your name before I'm thrown into that awkward situation where I have to act like I know your name?"
The man chuckled and said "my name is Maxwell Spade. Though it is imperative that you refer to me as Professor Spade since I will be the new teacher of this academy."
Well if he chuckled at then he must have at least some humor. Or at least enough humor for me to fool around and get scolded every time I do.
Walking closer to me, Professor Spade continued with his introduction. "I will be the one in charge of those who take my class of mythology. It is a extremely small class as the majority of the student body see the class as a waste of their time. And it is, for the most part. Though there will be topics spoken of that could very well be helpful to a hunter's life." At this time he had chosen to take the seat next to my bedside. Siting down in a slow manner as if he had some sort of back problem.
Time went on as we sat in silence and I debated on breaking it by telling a stupid joke that I had heard from someone as I was passing by. But I decided against it and instead thought of a quick question I could ask.
"Will I be attending that mythology class?"
He raised his eyebrows and answered in a heartbeat. "Yes."
"So was that predetermined for me or do I actually have a choice in the decision?"
Professor Spade merely repeated himself and said "yes."
Not knowing which part of the question he was answering I felt my brows furrow in confusion and asked "was that a yes to it being predetermined or that I have a choice?"
"It was indeed made 'predetermined' for you to attend per Headmaster Ozpin's orders. He was the one who planned to have the class arranged and also was the one to pick from the many students to attend. Although it is still up to you whether or not you truly want to join my class."
Now before I be rash I should think a little on my options here.
On one hand I could say yes and join this class of myths and legends taught by this brand new teacher.
On the other hand I could say no and not go to such an interesting class and just go back to my slightly less than exciting life without a mythology class.
Hmm.
Well I've thought enough. Like my answer couldn't be anymore evident.
"Teach, the only reason I would decline such a request would be because there was nothing that interested me. And this subject has done more than just pique my interest."
"Then I will be glad to see the day that I begin my lectures." Then with a grace contrasting with the speed it took him to sit down, he jumped from his and strode to the room's door but stopped mid-way walking out to give one last glance my way a said "your welcome for your school provided scroll by the way." Then he just slid into the hallways while barely making a sound as he shut the door.
I was somewhat bewildered by what he said until I looked to my side and saw that there actually was a scroll sitting on the edge of the bed. Its screen bright with picture of a recent message that read 'welcome to Professor Spade's class of mythology. May you learn much and enjoy the unique class that has been added to the curriculum to a chosen few. The class officially starts Wednesday and each student is expected to be fully prepared for class. And to also be ready to change into their combat outfits should the Professor Spade ever give an assignment that requires the students to do so.'
Usually I would question as to how he was able to slip the scroll onto my bed without me noticing but I was just too excited for what this new class will entail. Hopefully it will be the most fun class in the school so I can brag about it to my teammates and friends.
Wanting to know more I tapped a few button on the scroll to find a overview of the class' information. It was about some reading material that would be given to the students. Main topics that would be discussed along with a few projects that would be given later on. There was also a list of those who were attending. I really know them, sure I may have seen them every now and then when I roamed the halls but no I personally kno- wait. Did that just say Yang and Octavia were on the list?
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Author's Note: Heys guys it's your good pal thebluebuffalo and I have finally updated this story after soooooo long. And just so you know I have a legitiment reason why it's been such a long while. It's because as I wrote I would always be struck with a new idea that I just to incorporate into a new story. Which has led me to having a total of 8 stories I'm working on by myself, and it has been a little stressful trying to find the time to work on all of them so I decided to quickly finish this chapter.
And as a reply to John Smith on his review: I honestly for some odd reason never thought of doing a BalakXYang. And I'm probably going to do that instead. Putting them together actually gave me an idea for this one idea I had for a later chapter that I'll have to edit once I find where I put my notebook of fanfic ideas.
Lastly here's a list of all the names of the fanfics I'm working on (including the two that have already been made stories):
1. The Forgotten God (RWBY Fanfic)
2. Beacon's Designated Drunk (RWBY Fanfic)
3. The Selfish One (Divergent Fanfic)
4. A Twisted Story (RWBY Fanfic)
5. A Bullied Love (RWBY Fanfic)
6. I'm In RWBY?! (RWBY Self-Insert Fanfic)
7. Beacon (Vale's Psychiatric Hosptal For The Insane) (RWBY Fanfic)
8. The Man With The Wolf Mask (RWBY Fanfic)
And with that I bid you all goodbye.
Thank you for continuing to read my stories and I hope you enjoy the ones that come in the future.
P.S. Don't steal those fanfic names/ideas, they belong to me and if u do I'll sue you with my buffalo lawyer. And he DID get his license from a cereal box so you know it's official.
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