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Beacon Academy, Port's Classroom
Ruby did her best to not sleep in Professor Port's class, after all, she had been reminded by Weiss that she shouldn't really slack off on her studies. She remembered Weiss apologizing to her late at night yesterday, stating that she was going to be the best teammate she was ever going to have. Ozpin's lecture yesterday helped her out as well, but in the morning, Weiss did state that she needed to focus on her studies more. She was trying, but Port's lectures weren't even lessons, rather, they were just recounting of his past and what he did as a hunter. No learning about different Grimm types, no actual new content, rather, the entire class was stuck listening to him ramble about when he wrestled a Boarbatusk to the ground barehanded. She also didn't like Professor Port, based on the fact that he 'flirted' with Yang yesterday, according to her big sister that is. She now had a lower opinion of Professor Port, and wondered how well Team JNPR was taking this class. They had the class together, and by the looks of things, they appeared to be doing their best, since they all looked attentive. She was absolutely surprised how they were able to act as if they were interested in the lecture, this was really boring, and that was the unanimous opinion from the entire class. Well, except for one guy, but no one payed attention to that guy. She wished she knew how they were able to act uninterested. Even Weiss was starting to look absolutely bored, and Port did not look like he was going to stop with his reminiscing.
The bell rang, and that told them all that the next class was starting, and she could hear everyone sigh in relief when they heard the blessed ringing. Everyone got up, and Port assigned the homework for the next day. Thankfully, this was the last class of Port for the week, and Ruby couldn't help but feel absolutely glad about that fact. They began to make their way to Professor Oobleck's class, and hoped he wasn't like Professor Port. They had not had his class, and she was not really looking forward to it. She was hoping for the next day, considering the fact that they had combat class the next day. That made her happy, and she hoped that Professor Oobleck's class would not end up like Professor Port's, which she had been somewhat looking forward to. She wanted to learn about Grimm and anatomy, not about his stories on how he subdued some beowolves or other Grimm. She really hoped Oobleck would not be just like Port...
Vale Residential District, Hotel
Basil winced as he held his shoulder, the wound still fresh in his mind. That gunshot made him and his gang rethink their status in the new organization they were forced to join, and they were starting to think that they weren't exactly in the best place. True, they got a housing area, they had food and drinks sorted out, and they did got some pocket lien now and then... but they had no idea what they were going to be used for. Slavery? Soldiers? Whatever those four guys had in mind frightened Basil a bit, and the rest of his gang were afraid as well. None of them wanted to get shot, and he wanted to make sure that they stayed safe. They had liven on the streets for a good bit, and they knew how to watch each other's backs. True, they had three faunus, but they didn't give a shit about race. On the streets, it was either survive or die, and the fact that the faunus were easily able to help them out just made them more glad. Hell, even the Spion siblings, who were once the most bigoted humans that were in the gang, grew soft and actually accepted the three faunus guys into their gang as time went on. However, right now, they needed to find an escape plan, they couldn't risk being in this organization much longer.
What did make him a bit pissed was the fact that none of them blurted out why he had a gunshot wound in the hospital. Those five guys were right there, and they could've shouted that they shot them, but what was the point? He didn't even speak up, and he was pissed at himself, not at his friends. He could've said something, fuck, even tried to get the attention of the hospital staff to reveal that those guys were the ones that hurt him, but no, he chose to stay silent and say that some asshole did it. Why was he a coward at that moment, and decided to stay silent about that? He felt so angry at himself for being a coward at a crucial time. He couldn't help but criticize himself, after all, he was the one that got his gang into this mess. However, from the looks of things, they were going to get trained how to fight, so they were most likely going to become soldiers for this organization. Great, as if things weren't looking bad enough.
He sighed as he fell onto the bed, somewhat glad that he had somewhere comfortable to sleep, and immediately regretted that. He felt a large wave of pain hit his shoulder, and he winced. That was not a smart idea, in hindsight. The doctors gave him around two more days to heal, and for now, he was put off of combat training until his wound fully healed. He was rooming with Almond, so things weren't that bad. The Spion siblings had a room together, the two other faunus members had their own room, and the last female had a single room all to herself. He had seen the hotel room she got assigned to, and he had to be honest, it was smaller than his. The hotel wasn't spectacular either, it was somewhat rundown, and in fact, there were some bugs that he could spot. However, it was a good place, and he was glad that they finally had a place they could sleep comfortably, instead of being worried about sleeping on the cold, hard streets. He was still a bit suspicious of the entire gift, but hey, it was good enough for him. He ended up getting back up to go change his bandages, didn't want to get an infection anytime soon.
The first thing he did when he entered the bathroom was to open the sink drawer in order to obtain new bandages. He had been given a few rolls free by the hospital, and he had stored them into the cabinet, to be able to get to them easier. When he looked at the drawer, he noticed that he had only two rolls left, which did dampen his mood a bit. He had only been given four at the hospital, and he didn't imagine he'd gone through half of it by the next day. Thankfully, this was the last time he would have to change his bandages today, and he began to unwrap the bandages around his shoulder, which were soaked in blood. After he unraveled the bandages, he looked at the mirror, and was glad that his wound was showing obvious signs of healing. He started to clean the area around the wound, and continually kept himself from shouting in pain. He would definitely get his revenge for this, but he would have to be patient. Revenge wasn't done quickly, it had to be planned, which was why their first attempt failed. He would be doing this one solo, in an attempt to ensure that the rest of his friends didn't get hurt, and he began to wash the areas around the wound with water first, to remove the blood, and then with alcohol, to disinfect it. As soon as he began to wipe the wound with alcohol, he clenched his teeth in a desperate attempt to actually make sure he didn't alert the other people in the hotel with his shouts of pain. As soon as he finished, he relaxed his jaw and sighed in relief, and started to put on the bandage. He rolled the cloth around his shoulder, wondering how well the other were taking it. Hopefully they were positive about this, and didn't think that this was going to be a permanent living situation for them. He'd rather have his freedom back, than be stuck being the lackey of this organization he never heard.
He wondered how the rival gang was going to take this, considering the fact that they weren't going to be on the streets anymore. The rival gang had been at their feet for months, and now that they were no longer actually going to be competing for supplies. He wondered how they were doing, and if they were celebrating right now. Those guys were dicks, and they all believed that the streets belonged to them. Maybe with all the training that he and his buddies would go through may help them beat those guys down, perhaps teach those assholes a lesson on humility. He kept a mental note to make sure those guys paid for what they did, and finished bandaging his shoulder. He started to walk out of the bathroom, and out the hotel room, hoping that the Spion siblings weren't going crazy over the fact that they had beds now. He wanted to watch something, or perhaps have some kind of amusement with them, perhaps play a game together. He was bored just sitting around, watching stuff all by himself while the other guys were out and having fun. Hopefully the Spion siblings would be bored too, and they could do something together. That would make his day a lot better.
And that was the fifty second installment of Hotline RWBY: Requiem for the Fans! I've just noticed... the fanfiction website stated that I did not upload the fifty first chapter, despite the fact that it can be accessed in my story. is weird sometimes. In the end, I still feel like the last chapter was extremely rushed, I may go back and change it. Also, Hotline Miami 2 Level editor update, we now have the images for Mark, Corey, Ash, and Alex! HOORAH! Anyways, favorite, follow, and review! Really, review, I really really want to read your comments and critiques. Please. And as always, enjoy hurting people!
Review Resposne Time!
Aquas1998: Well... the kids are their recruits, so you won't expect to find their bodies lying in an alley. I honestly have a notepad document dedicated to remembering these guys name. Those are their first recruits, they're not going to die this chapter. Oh, but trust me, they are going to die. But not this chapter though, maybe in the future? I don't know, but we will see! I'm shocked too. My writer's block is highly inefficient, as I am still able to push out chapters a day. Most of the time it's just oh, five minutes of writer's block... and then I get ideas. Dunno why. I will see you next chapter!
Finally got some fanfic recommendations... two in fact!
Remnants of Nirn, a RWBY x Skyrim fanfic written by xXEmpoweredXx. A story about the Team RWBY stuck in Skyrim, it is a splendid crossover that had the characters written rather well. He's on reddit as well, so go check his story out!
A Man and his Dog, a Fallout x RWBY fanfic written by TMDFiction. A story about the Courier trying to recover his dog, it's a rather satisfying piece to read. It's still getting updated, so it's still alive. Go check it out guys!
