Child of Grimm Ch. 49

Derek woke up, and quickly sat up. He looked around at his teams, and noticed them staring at a box in the room. Are they really up before me?

"What is it?" Derek asked. Monica turned to face him, and tossed him some clothes. He held them up, and his face contorted in disgust. The first of the items was an athletics shirt with the words Beacon Academy on the front. The actual shirt was a deep gray, with a light gray Beacon Academy logo, and the letters were in red. The second of them was just gray athletic shorts.

"It's for our only course remaining," Monica explained. "Advance fitness."

"You must be joking."

"I wish." Derek sighed deeply. I don't need advance fitness. I am the epitome of advanced fitness. "Well I guess we should get dressed." Derek quickly tossed off his pajama shirt, and tossed on the gray athletics shirt. He extended the spikes across his body, and ripped two holes in the back with his wings. He put on the shorts, and used his knee spikes to prevent it from going all the way over his knees. He looked over to see the others looking at how modified his already was.

"Team LOOS is going to love this," Derek remarked, remembering his Grimm friends. They just nodded slowly, and all of them took off for advanced fitness.

Advanced Fitness: Professor Doli Tuf

"Welcome to the first installment of advanced fitness," the teacher said. He was a stocky, bald man with light blue eyes. All of his bulk appeared to be muscle. "My name is Professor Doli Tuf, or just Professor Tuf. I hope that you're ready." Derek looked around, beyond his team. He could see RWBY, JNPR, LOOS, CRDL, and a few other teams all in the open gymnasium. It had a standard boxing ring, hurdles, a track, a small target range, and several weight lifting stations. Nothing interested Derek. Apart from LOOS, no one could actually compete with his sheer physical capabilities. And even then, most of them couldn't keep up with him because of the third dose he received.

"I'm sure that you're wondering what we'll be doing," Tuf continued. "You'll be boxing, practicing aim, running, and lifting weights. I hope that all of you lift." Derek was tempted to toss up a ball of fire, but he was able to restrain himself. "Now, for future reference, I want you to keep this clothes looking in as good of a condition as possible." He shot accusatory looks at Derek and LOOS. Olivia and Lou had kept theirs fine, but Orion, Derek, and Stephen completely trashed their outfits.

"If I may," Derek said. "I had good reasons too, as did my other two friends." Derek extended his spikes, and showed off his wings.

"Yes I can see that," Tuf continued, clearly not interested. "Now, let's get started. I want everyone to go with their partners from the forest, and find boxing match ups."

"Professor Tuf," Olivia called out. "What do we do?"

"Oh right. You didn't run the forest. For now, find other activities to do." LOOS shrugged, and walked over to the weights. Picking something easier for them to dodge this guy. I don't blame them. Derek looked over at Monica, and then looked at Nathan and Gwen.

"No thanks," Nathan said. "I think I'll pass."

"How about us?" Nora asked Nathan, Ren trailing just behind her.

"Seems like a better alternative to me." The two pairs walked off, while Derek and Monica noticed everyone walking away from them.

"Afraid of a good fight?" Monica taunted.

"Nope," someone said from behind them. Derek and Monica turned to see Yang and Blake standing right behind them.

"So you want a fight?" Derek asked, clearly amused.

"Absolutely," Yang said confidently.

"Okay," Tuf called out. "Now, I want everyone to pick someone to fight." Blake looked at Derek, and Yang eyed Monica. "Now, I want one of the fights to break away from each other, and pick someone else." Blake immediately walked away from Derek, and went elsewhere. Coward. He walked around, until he found what he hopped to see.

"Hello Cardin," he said simply. Cardin looked around at him in surprise. "Let's be paired."

"Alright then," Cardin said. "I will take you down." Arrogance is still a rather prominent trait in you.

"Let's start things off in an interesting manner," Tuf called out. "Will Mr. Flame and Mr. Winchester please enter the arena?" Derek took the right corner, and jumped in. Cardin took the left corner, and stared him down. "Fight!" Cardin ran forward, and Derek easily stepped out of the way of the wild strike. Cardin turned around, and swung hard into Derek's stomach.

"AH!" Cardin yelled out. What a moron. Derek swung around his fist into Cardin's back, and then his head. Cardin fell over, completely unconscious.

"Well then Mr. Flame," Tuf began. "It seems like you are quite strong. Will you drag Mr. Winchester off of the arena and join LOOS in the weight lifting area?" Derek nodded, and started to bring Cardin out. "Let's have Ms. Rogue and Ms. Xiao Long go next." Monica and Yang squared off from each other, and both of them took a boxer's stance. "Fight!" Yang rushed forward, and swung around her fist at Monica's head. Monica ducked out of the way, and swung around her fist in an upper cut. Yang blocked the attack, and brought her knee up. Monica jumped back, and swung a series of strikes at Yang's defense. Yang held up, and then swung around her fist at Monica. Monica blocked, but Yang was relentless. She kept up a series of strikes. Right, left, right left, left, so on and so forth. Monica was running out of aura to hold off the attacks. She quickly came up with a solution, and slightly electrified her arms. Yang swung around her fist, and then hissed slightly at the electricity. She momentarily broke her concentration, and Monica took full advantage of it. She swung around her fists at Yang's defense, and started to go on the offensive. She kept up a solid barrage of strikes, and now it was Yang who was in trouble. She held off Monica's attacks as best she could, but soon her aura reached a breaking point. Monica landed one more blow, and Yang fell over.

"What a fight," Tuf called out. "Well fought Ms. Xiao Long, but Ms. Rogue is the victor. You may both join the others at the weight lifting area." Monica helped Yang to her feet, and walked off. "Now, let's have our next fight."

Streets of Vale: Dust Shop

The shopkeeper was cleaning his display cases. It was early in the day, so he wasn't expecting anyone just yet. He heard the door open up, and he looked up in surprise. He faced two men, both of them looked around the store in interest.

"Can I help you?" The shopkeeper asked.

"Yes," the one with red hair said. He raised up two cone shapes, and let his fingers rest on the triggers. "We'll be wanting a few cases of dust crystals and a few canisters of dust powder, free of charge. Will that be a problem?" The shopkeeper frantically shook his head. "Then start filling." The shopkeeper reached down for the crystals, and started to put them into the case. "Get the canisters Bush," he ordered.

"Why?" Bush asked.

"Because I'm the one with the guns, now stop complaining." Bush walked over to the dust dispensers, and went to work in filling them up. "I suggest that you hurry up," red hair said. The shopkeeper nodded frantically, and started to pile in the crystals faster. He filled up the cases, and then handed over the case. "Good. Bush, you done yet?"

"Yes," Bush called back. He held up several cases of dust powder, and walked outside.

"It was a pleasure doing business with you," red hair said as he exited. The shopkeeper called the cops as soon as they had left, and reported the robbery.

Streets of Vale: Other Dust Shop

Junior looked up at the store, and sighed deeply. He definitely didn't picture himself doing grunt work. He faced the four henchman that he had brought with him, and signaled for them to enter into the store.

The shopkeeper looked up at the five criminals entering into the store.

"Can I help you?" He asked. One of the men raised up a pistol, and the other three scattered around to the dispensers.

"The crystals," Junior said. "Start filling." The shopkeeper nodded, and frantically started to place the dust crystals inside of the cases. He finished up quickly, and handed over the filled cases to Junior. He signaled for one of his guards to take them, and the shopkeeper saw his opportunity. He clicked a button on the bottom of his counter, and waited for the police to come. Junior looked at his other men, and waved his hand.

"Let's go," he said gruffly. Before they got very far, he heard sirens blaring from outside. Without hesitation, one of the guards turned around and shot the shopkeeper. Junior and the four guards ran outside, and ran for their airship.

"Freeze!" One of the cops called out. Junior quickly pulled out his batzooka, and fired off several shots at the police. Most of them were killed in the explosion, but some of them survived. The rest of the guards raised up rifles, and took care of them.

"Let's go," Junior said, leaving the cops bodies. He quickly jumped into the airship, and left the area.

Beacon Academy: DRGN's Dorm, Night

Derek and his team finally walked into their dorm, relieved to see it.

"God that sucked," Nathan said immediately. "Seriously, Professor Tuf is awful. None of that 'lifting' was that bad, and the only challenge of the day was boxing against Nora."

"I have to agree with you," Derek said. "Honestly, one of the worst classes that we're going to have." Everyone else grumbled in agreement, and started to pull out their bags. "What are you doing?"

"Packing up," Nathan said. "We leave tomorrow." Tomorrow? Out of all the days. Not like anyone knows, and not like I want them to know.

"When?"

"Early in the morning," Gwen said. "Well, for me and Nathan it is."

"And same for me," Monica said. Derek nodded.

"Well, I'll be up to see you off." The three of them nodded, and resumed packing up. Derek just envisioned the dorm empty, and his heart filled with some sadness. Bah, I've grown soft. But is that really such a bad thing? His team finished packing up, and they all went to sleep. Derek decided that it would be best if he also got some sleep, and he closed his eyes.

Hidden Complex

"Excellent work you three. Anything to be alarmed about?"

"I'm fairly sure that the shopkeeper called the cops, but no way they'll find us."

"I had to take out a couple of cops, but no other issues."

"About as clean as possible. We'll talk more tomorrow."

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