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Blaisengfire: Puppy Arc
Masseffect-TxS: Restart
SparkyDapperDab19: Reaping with Sorrow
Noble4259: Being Human
Beta Reader: SparkyDapperDab19
The cool Fall breeze that graced everyone throughout the kingdom of Vale came with a swift approach. Amber decorated the leaves as they began to droop in order to prepare for the winter. However, the sudden change in seasons did not affect the interdimensional travelers as they, along with Jaune Arc of the current world they resided in, stood about in JSPR's dorm room and waited for everyone to be present. Once all the Jaunes came back from breakfast, Re-Jaune nodded with determination and clapped his hands together.
"Alright," the time traveler started with a smile. "The Vytal festival starts today while the tournament starts tomorrow. With that being said, everyone here knows the plan, right?"
All Arcs in the room nodded in agreement.
"Ok good. Ozpin has taken care of our involvement in the tournament. We'll be called team JSPR,"
"Hehehe" Reaper chuckled at the name making everyone shiver in place,
"He also gave us badges that allow us all to go anywhere in the coliseum without restriction." Reaper picked up the discussion since no one else felt like speaking. "Each day the tournament goes on, one of us will patrol the entirety of the arena, making sure that there is nothing suspicious going on and checking for anything that could be of concern. Like planted explosives."
"Don't they already have security for that?" Puppy asked.
"They don't know what they're looking for, we do." Reaper replied.
"A part of me wants to give Ozpin or Ironwood the Intel we attained from Cinder and her team, but…"
"It would instill more panic and uncertainty within the ones trying to keep the people safe." Re-Jaune said. "It just means more Grimm to deal with in the long run. Besides, this is our mess, we got to take care of it."
"Wait," Jaune Arc said with a bit of uneasiness before he turned to Reaper. "She bombed the coliseum in your world?" Jaune asked which Reaper let out a huff.
"No, she didn't." he said as he looked away for a moment. "But with her being more aggressive and hostile than before with the Grimm King's power, we gotta be prepared for anything. Bitch might try something crazy since the Grimm King is obviously ordering her around, right Arc?" The terrorist looked at Re-Jaune who nodded in agreement.
"From the intel we gathered, the Grimm King called himself Noctis when Cinder was discussing plans for the Vytal festival. Noctis's goals are simple, to produce as much negativity as possible to form his body completely." Re-Jaune gestured to Reaper. "Reaper was the first one to witness Noctis at that lab and claimed the bastard didn't have a fully formed body. So, if we stop the fall of Beacon and the attack on Vale, there's no way in hell Noctis will be able to form. After that, we find a way to wipe his existence from the dimension completely so he never returns."
"On another note," Sparrow spoke up as he analyzed some data from the inside of his visor. "Ironwood has increased security even more so than before. Reaper and I breaking into his ship got the reaction we needed from him." Reaper held up a fist that Sparrow bumped with a smirk, knowing his masked counterpart was smirking behind his mask as well.
"With more reinforcements, the White Fang branch in Vale is destroyed, and Roman unable to hack the Atlas robots, Cinder is at a massive disadvantage. Even with Noctis assisting them I don't see how they can pull this off." Reaper commented as Re-Jaune started to speak.
"Agreed. Though, we need to stay on our toes. Keep completely on the alert and don't get sidetracked. Until this festival is over, we can't let our guard down not even for a second." No sooner did Re-Jaune say this Nora crashed through the door with a downright crazed grin.
"FEARLESS LEADER! THE FESTIVAL GROUNDS HAS AN ALL YOU CAN EAT PANCAKE COMPETITION!" Nora huffed loudly while Jaune recoiled in shock.
"Okay? Why did you need to tell me that?"
"BECAUSE RENNY AND PYRRHA WON'T COME WITH ME! SO, I MUST RELY ON YOU AS A PARTNER FOR THIS! COME NOW! THERE ARE PANCAKES TO BE DEVOURED!" Nora declared before dragging her leader away in a flash making the other Arcs blink for a moment wondering what in the hell just happened.
"That was random as all hell." Puppy murmured
"It's Nora Puppy, what do you expect? Random might as well be her middle name." Re-Jaune shook his head as a smile across his face.
"If we're done here, I'm gonna go train a bit. Make sure I'm sharp." Reaper stood with Sparrow looking at him.
"Want to spar?" The cyborg asked receiving a head shake in response.
"Nah, feel like doing some personal training on my own. Maybe another time, Sparky." He walked out of the room leaving his fellow Arcs behind.
"I'm gonna go check on Pyrrha, make sure she's ok. It was around this time Ozpin asked her to become the maiden and I'll be damned if I let him manipulate her." The time traveler left without another word.
"Well that leaves me and you with nothing to do." Sparrow and Puppy looked at each other before the dog tilted his head with amusement. "Wanna go to the fairgrounds and see Jaune puke his guts up?" Puppy inquired as Sparrow tapped his armored chin.
"Sure. I have nothing better to do, let's go pup." Sparrow scooped the pooch up and rested the fluffball on his shoulder making his canine counterpart bark in excitement. The cyborg smirked behind his helmet making his way toward the bullhead docks.
(Reaper)
The terrorist made his way through the halls as best he could, but with all the excitement surrounding the festival, Beacon was packed and made it difficult to get through the hallways in a decent time. The cramped halls didn't help the worried gazes and glares that were being sent his way.
'Ah fuck this.' Reaper cursed before turning to smoke and flowed through a nearby air vent.
'If my memory is correct, the sparring rings should be close by since I'm going through the vents.' Reaper thought to himself as he made two rights and a left. 'And...bingo! There they are.' He phased down onto the ground materializing while holding back a gasp of pain, feeling his body ache at the impact.
'Dammit...still gotta get used to the pain again.' Reaper kicked his legs out a little and stretched in order to make the aching pain to go away. He sighed before finally feeling the discomfort leave.
'There we go, now time to train a bit.'
He walked over to the center console and inputted the settings he desired. Before he began though, he couldn't help but feel unwanted memories tickle the backend of his brain. None were of his time in his current form, but of a time when he looked flawlessly like his blonde counterpart of the world he currently inhabited. It was a time when he called this place his home as well.
Memories filled with smiles and friendships plagued his thoughts as his finger hovered above the controls. It hurt to think that those memories could never become his reality ever again. It hurt that everyone else would return to their friends and family with open arms, while he had a world of war awaiting him.
Reaper knew he had Sombra and Amelie to rely on and he wouldn't admit it to his current team nor his team back on his earth, but he missed them dearly and worried about them. It didn't matter what his title was, The Reaper, Psychopath, Terrorist, or even Failure. What Reaper did know, was that little part of his soul that cared for his team remained.
Reaper closed his eyes as the physical and mental pain began to seep within himself. He took a few breaths before he opened his eyes and realized he had his hand over the controls for a few minutes. With one last breath to shrug off the memories, Reaper began to type away.
'Max skill level, high aggression, and while we're at it let's have twenty of them come at me. Got an idea for a new smoke trick.' He smirked in pleasure when the request came through and the bots rose from the storage racks each one wielding a different myriad of weapons. The closest one wasted no time charging directly at him without hesitation. Reaper glared at his opponents and growled a bit in order to summon his shotguns.
'Sloppy.' Reaper shook his head as he sidestepped the bot and bisected it in a single strike from his machete, sparks erupted from the mechanical carcass and showered everywhere. A trio of bots came at him in unison, one with a flail spun at speeds so fast, Reaper could barely see the odd weapon, another charged with two knives, while the final one charged in as well with a mace which reminded him of Cardin.
The psychopath ducked under the flail then immediately phased underneath the knife bot before materializing from underneath it and pulling the trigger on his shotguns. The bot exploded in a million pieces sending machinery and metal everywhere like a grenade.
Reaper rolled back onto his feet just in time to block a strike from the mace bot, nearly buckling from the force of the impact.
'Stronger than I thought,' Reaper thought as the memory of Cardin fighting him way back when ripped through his mind. Reaper's breath hitched as he stumbled back and phased through one of the machine's strikes.
'It's just a machine.' Reaper suddenly shifted his shotgun back into a machete and retaliated with a strike of his own, which made the bot stumble forward right into his palm. The terrorist picked the machine from off its feet grunting a bit from the weight and slammed its head into the ground without mercy, shattering the bot's cranium completely.
Reaper had no time to recover from his finisher as the flail bot swung and its weapon. Much to his surprise, the flail found itself around Reaper's arm, making the terrorist grit in pain as the spiked ball impacted his skin making black blood leak onto the floor.
"GRAAGGGH!" Reaper roared in fury pulling the chain toward himself before reeling his arm back in anticipation. His clawed fist smashed through the metal chest of the bot making it sputter and stop moving.
He looked at the final sixteen robots all while he breathed in deeply and closed his eyes, allowing his smoke to wash over each one. The bots started to run at him as one before stopping and shaking, struggling to move even a step forward. Reaper panted a bit from the exertion, due to moving so much of his smoke over such a wide area. Nevertheless, the smoke moved up the bots bodies, moving as if it were a snake strangling its prey. Once the smoke reached the necks of the bots, Reaper let out a growl and in one swift motion, the smoke decapitated all sixteen robots without mercy.
Reaper broke his concentration and felt the smoke return to him. He took in several deep breaths and felt as if his lungs were on fire. He looked down and while he couldn't see his bare arms, he could feel how light they were due to the lack of muscles and tendons he felt. The familiar weight of his arms came back momentarily as the smoke returned to his form.
'It's a powerful attack,' he thought to himself as he got back to his feet. 'Being able to kill so many in one swift move but it does spread my smoke thin.' He placed his thumb at the bottom of his mask as he looked at a few of the robots strung about the arena.
'If I target fewer enemies and use the ability subconsciously in unison while fighting normally it'd be a force to be reckoned with.' He turned around to start a new wave but stopped immediately upon seeing Velvet Scarlatina at the entrance of the training room. Reaper rose an eyebrow beneath his mask as he noticed how she stared at him with a bit of awe. Her camera rested in her hands.
'Ah shit. She saw me fight like that.' He didn't care much for witnesses, but anyone loyal to Ozpin would be a problem as he knew how much anyone from Ozpin's circle loved to pry in other people's business. He knew Velvet wasn't one to pry, but he also believed parallel universes didn't exist. Look where that got him.
He walked up to her as nonchalantly as possible. He stopped a few feet away from her and waited for the faunus to speak to him, but realized she was too focused on the pictures she took of his fight.
"Ahem." Reaper cleared his throat, which made the skittish student yelp with surprise.
"Ah! I'm sorry! I was just…" she paused, which made Reaper tilt his head to the side. "It was really an amazing show."
"A bit of spectacle is just what I need for my opponents. Keeps them intimidated." Reaper replied with folded arms and a blank stare. Even if Sombra wasn't present, he was still criticized on his fighting style.
"Well I hope it works during your time in the tournament," Velvet replied with a smile, but soon faltered as she realized what that meant for his opponents. "I mean…"
"I understand," Reaper said as he held one hand up. "Despite its capabilities, I'm only using it to stun my opponents during the next few days."
"That's a relief," Velvet said as she relaxed and shifted her weight over to her left side. "My sister told me what happened to the people that had her held up in that warehouse."
"They were a different story. From what I know, none of the contestants are hardened criminals nor terrorists," Reaper said. "You can rest easy knowing I have no intention on hurting mostly anyone."
"Mostly?" Velvet asked anxiously.
"My team has to win the tournament somehow." Reaper said. Velvet chuckled at his banter and Reaper couldn't resist the urge to smile under his mask. It was nice being able to talk to people who weren't him selves, RWBY, or JNPR. There were no pestering questions, no world-altering news, nor were there any revelations within his team's past. It was a relaxing feeling that Reaper hadn't felt in a long time.
"What brings you here?" Reaper asked as he headed over to one of the benches with Velvet following close behind. They sat down with a good few feet apart from one another, all while Reaper could feel his body tingle and ache all at once.
"Training just like you. I don't like to be here when there's a lot of company." Velvet held up her camera with a smile.
"That's your weapon?" Reaper asked with intrigue. When he thought about it, he didn't really know much about Velvet on his world.
"Yup," Velvet said as she held up the camera for him to see. "It may look innocent enough, but it has its surprises."
"Hope your words hold promise if we're ever pitted against one another." Reaper said with reassurance. Velvet nodded with gleeful determination.
"I mean your weapon alone would make you more than a challenge," Velvet gestured towards Reaper's attire. "That has to be a lot of dust you're implementing in your cloak."
Reaper rose an eyebrow beneath his mask and couldn't help but chuckle at her remark. To her confusion, Reaper brandished his two shotguns that shifted into machetes moments later. "Not a speck of dust in my weapons or on my person." Reaper couldn't get enough of the realization that appeared on Velvet's face.
"The smoke was your semblance?!" she asked with disbelief. "How?! It feels like you had to have some dust used to control it like that. How do you even remain conscious when you dissipate completely? Can you even dissipate entirely? Does wind direction affect y-?!-"
"Woah, woah, woah," Reaper said as he put his hands up at the overload of questions. "Pump the breaks there just a bit."
"Sorry!" Velvet yelped as her ears flattened against her head.
"You certainly thought of everything when it came to my semblance." Reaper said with a stifled laugh at the sudden enthusiasm he had never seen before from Velvet; even before he became Reaper.
"I study semblances and the way people act on the battlefield, so I tend to look into every detail on how one fights and how their semblance works." Velvet said as she refused to make eye contact with Reaper.
"Those were good questions," Reaper said as he looked out onto the empty arena. "To start, I can dissipate into nothing but a black smoke, but I have to stay congested. I can't spread myself too thin, as you saw when you arrived." he looked back to Velvet to see her attention was focused on him once again. He then pointed two fingers forward to emphasize his point. "Secondly, wind does affect my movement a bit, but I try to use it in my favor. If I can't, then I remain as solid as I can."
He then added another finger to the other two. "Thirdly, it acts a bit on its own when I fight. Any and all harm inflicted on me just phases through me most of the time. Despite it being small, it does have a reaction time and if someone is fast enough or catches me completely by surprise, they can have a chance to land a hit. That's about as much as I know." Reaper finished as he folded his arms with content.
"Wow, that's quite the advantage." Velvet said as she jotted down a few things on her scroll. "Must be hard to lose."
"Well the never-ending pain that comes from your cells breaking down twenty-four seven is a bit of a detriment." Reaper cocked his head to the side and sighed at the cold reality of his situation. He knew it was a bit of a dream come true when Pyrrha flooded most if not all of her aura into him during the attack on Beacon in his universe.
"Your cells decay?" Velvet asked with concern as she leaned forward in her seat to make eye contact with him.
"And regenerate constantly." Reaper fell silent after he added that fact and looked at his hands. A thought came over him with a furrowed brow a few moments later. He turned to Velvet and propped his elbow on his knee so he could place his chin onto his palm. "You know, you're already living up to what you said a few minutes ago."
"How so?" Velvet asked perked up with concerned confusion.
"Innocent looking, but full of surprises. Here I am spilling the secrets of my semblance to a potential opponent. Some things I haven't even told my team." Reaper couldn't help but grin at the blush that formed on Velvet's face. He added potential flirting to his mental list of things he regretted not doing or not being better at during his time before he turned into what he was.
"I mean," Velvet put her hands up in defense. "I was just curious. Honest!"
"Uh huh." Reaper said and he knew Velvet knew he was smiling underneath his mask. "I got to watch out for you during the tournament. You may know too much as is with my new moves as well."
"I- But-Wait!"
Reaper got up from his seat and patted her shoulder. "Take it easy, Velvet," Reaper said. "I hope the info helps." Velvet shrank a bit in her seat as she looked away with embarrassment.
"Thanks, Jaune." Velvet said before she clasped her hands over her mouth with wide eyes. She looked over to Reaper who had stopped in his tracks with wide red eyes.
"Shit." Velvet swore in a rare moment, Reaper turning around eyes glowing more brightly than before.
"What did you just call me?" His voice barely going above a whisper. He made his way over to her.
"I- I mean-!" Velvet tried to explain as she began to shake more with each step Reaper took toward her.
"Explain." Reaper ordered with such a voice that made Velvet Regret opening her mouth in the first place.
(Puppy and Sparrow)
"I...I'm at a loss for words right now..." Puppy said with awe.
"No matter how many times you see it, it never gets old." Sparrow said as he looked on at the sight. Puppy stared alongside Sparrow who was nodding what they both just witnessed. Towers of plates were stacked to the ceiling while Nora sat in her seat with gleeful content on her face.
"Ah that was a good snack! Now time for round five!"
"FUCK NO! YOU ATE EVERYTHING AT MY STALL!" The head chef roared with such a pent up anger that made Puppy yip with fright.
"But it said all you can eat! I'm not done yet!" Nora said as she pointed to the sign.
The chef closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "All the other competitors dropped out two courses ago! You're done! Now leave my stall and never come back!"
"Shenanigans! I call shenanigans!"
"Nora...You ate every pancake he had made...Time to stop." Jaune was barely able to get out the words he needed to say, due to his stomach being bloated and looking like he'd throw up at any minute.
"GAH fine! You win this round pancake man! But I'll be back!" Nora promised before hauling Jaune onto her shoulder who could only groan at how sick he was feeling.
"Well it was at least entertaining! Huh, Sparrow?"
"Yep. It was, wasn't it? We should follow them to make sure Nora doesn't make jaune even more-' Sparrow was interrupted when suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder, Sparrow jumped a bit in surprise and spun round ready to confront the person in question. The person who stood before him cocked her head slightly to the side all while smiling mischievously. She sported black hair that was styled into two pigtails.
"Ma'am," Sparrow said with a formal tone. "Is there something that I can help you with?" He noticed her smile and what it implied before the cyborg took a breath of frustration. "Ma'am, while I appreciate your forwardness, I am spoken for."
This made her only grin even more before seeing her hair change to pink brown and white making Sparrow's eyes widen in terror.
'Oh dear' Sparrow thought as he realized who she was. 'Have to find a way out of this! Think dammit!'
"Sparrow?" Puppy whispered as he nudged the Cyborg's leg. "What's up?"
The moment he looked down at Puppy, a moment from his favorite show growing up infiltrated his memory. With a breath and an internal apology, he cupped Puppy Arc in his hand and chucked the poor dog at Neo. He then turned around sprinting in the opposite direction leaving a massive amount of dust behind.
"SPARROW YOU ASSHOLE!" Puppy screeched as he sailed past Neo who dodged the pup with ease. Yelps and surprised screams erupted through the crowds as Puppy rocketed through the grounds. The mute simply smiled before licking her lips and disappearing with a shatter of glass. She didn't mind hunting down her prey.
(Re-Jaune)
Re-Jaune basked in the brisk wind, yet closed his eyes with relief as the fall glow still retained its warmth as he strolled across the somewhat vacant Beacon grounds. Warm would be the definition of what he felt at the moment. He physically felt warm and ready for what was to come, but he couldn't help but feel a warmth he hadn't felt in a while. The joy that came with the festival as well as the countless smiles that occupied everyone's faces made him feel nostalgic to an almost infinite degree.
It was a feeling that had almost been lost to him. If he had the chance to tell himself at the end of it all, when his fight with the Grimm King was over and he was bleeding all over a tree trunk in the Forever Fall, that he would be able to relive all the good and prevent the tragedy, he probably would have spit a wad of blood in his face.
Re-Jaune chuckled at the thought as he turned the corner of the Beacon mess hall and stopped dead in his tracks. The sight before him wasn't nostalgic, but it did bring back unwanted memories. His gaze remained fixated on Pyrrha Nikos, who was sitting by herself along the bottom part of the mess hall. This was the beginning of the end. The sight before him was the origin of a long list of bad mistakes and regrets throughout his life. It was when he unknowingly told her to save the world at the expense of losing herself and in the end, her life.
"Hello." A voice called out to him which made Re-Jaune snap out of his saddened state. Pyrrha was the one to notice him first this time.
'I'm not this world's Jaune.' Re-Jaune thought as so many mixed emotions churned inside his being. Nevertheless, he took a breath at walked towards Pyrrha.
"Hey," Re-Jaune said with a voice that was forced to be casual. "Catching some sun before the Winter comes around?"
"It's one of the few quiet places around at the moment," Pyrrha commented as she looked forward with a gentle smile. "Despite my team's antics, I prefer the quiet. It helps me think when something's on my mind." Pyrrha finished as she looked to the older version of her partner with a knowing glance.
Re-Jaune's eyes widened at what she had said. His hands shook slightly, but enough for Pyrrha to notice. "Did Ozpin want to talk to you?"
"He did."
"What did you tell him?"
"That I'm not the one he's looking for."
A weight was immediately lifted off of Re-Jaune's shoulders as his legs nearly buckled at the news. He looked at Pyrrha to see she had a smile that wasn't false or hid any emotions, it was genuine without a remnant of regret.
"So, you told Ozpin no?" Re-Jaune asked as he sat down next to her. The champion said nothing. Instead, she nodded. "Thank Oum Pyrrha." He couldn't help but laugh as happiness surged through him. "I would've told you to say no but you already beat me to the punch!"
Pyrrha smiled at the exuberant nature Re-Jaune emitted. "Your journal detailed that experience very specifically in relation to how I died." His laughter died then and there as she mentioned that horrible moment in history. "That if I didn't believe in destiny, I would still be alive and you partially blamed yourself for causing my death saying what you said."
"I did blame myself." Jaune said with a slow nod as he gazed forward. "I still do."
Pyrrha leaned forward with a bit of curiosity. "The journal also mentioned you trained to a video I recorded to help you if I was away. Was that really true?"
Re-Jaune looked down with a sad smile. "I trained every night since you…left." He said while being careful with his words. "I took Akuo, head piece, and the broken parts of Milo to modify my weapons. And I trained every single day." He let out a breath and gestured forward to the conversation they were having.
"That…" Jaune paused before he looked at her. "This, Pyrrha, was easily my greatest failure. It still haunts me to this day." His hands clenched with anger. "I may have gotten this second chance, but my mistakes from the past still plague me. Tomorrow is when I make up for my mistakes, it's where I change everything and do the right thing."
"What will you do after this is all over? Go back to your dimension?" Her brow furrowed at the last word. "Or is it just your world? Universe? Gosh, I haven't really thought about it."
Jaune chuckled at her rambling and put a hand up to calm her. "Yes, I need to fix my own world, I'll hopefully be sent back to where I was before, right when Beacon started."
"It's hard to believe this adventure with you and the other Jaune's is almost over. It'll be hard to see you go." Pyrrha gave him a sad smile before she leaned in and wrapped Re-Jaune in a tight hug.
"Live your life Pyrrha. Be happy with the Jaune of this world and continue on."
Pyrrha nodded and tightened her grip on him, reaffirming herself from his words. Swearing silently to be happy and live her life with Jaune. "Do you mind if we sit here for a bit? I do enjoy the warmth."
Re-Jaune smiled at the request and parted from the hug. "I wouldn't have it any other way."
(The next day)
"Can I refrain from competing?" Sparrow asked sheepishly. The other alternate Jaunes gave Sparrow a puzzled look as they were readying themselves for the oncoming battle.
"Why's that?" Reaper said with a smirk under his mask. "Still scarred from your time with Neo?" Reaper chuckled at the memory of walking out from his conversation with Velvet, only to see the Cyborg run for his life while a pigtailed, woman skipped gleefully after him.
"Shut up Reaper! She tried to do unspeakable things to me!"
"You deserve whatever she did to you!" Puppy yelped as he let out a high-pitched bark. "You chucked me like a furry cannonball at her!" Re-Jaune grabbed the weapons he needed and shut his locker before he turned toward the conversation.
"What DID she do and how'd she subdue you?" The time traveler asked as he leaned back on the lockers and folded his arms. "Last time I checked you're stronger than Neo."
"Crazy midget stuck an EMP grenade onto my ass when she had the chance to slap it." Sparrow said with an embarrassed demeanor. He glared at Reaper who chuckled at the image. "The charge went off and fried my systems for an hour or so. I was able to fight her off barely"
"Correction Agent Sparrow," Mercy said as she appeared in front of everyone with a polite smile on her face. "The EMP only lasted for fifteen minutes. You only pretended to be docile so she would-!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP MERCY!" Sparrow screeched as he deactivated Mercy.
"Language." Reaper said with a fit of laughter.
"Oh ho ho!" Puppy said with snark. "Someone wanted to smash eh? I'm gonna tell Pyrrha you cheated on her! Hahaha!"
"Fuck off!" Sparrow said with a embarrassed glare. "Nothing happened! I'm going to take my anger out on whoever is my opponent!" Sparrow said as he sheathed his swords and made a note to see if a virus had been implanted in Mercy. "Let's get this shit over with!"
"Once again, language." Reaper said while they made their way to the arena entrance. Sparrow sent him a glare, to which Reaper shrugged at. "Irritating, isn't it?
"Everyone!" Port announced over the arena intercom. "Please welcome our contestant's Team JSPR and Team BRNZ!"
Cheers echoed throughout the arena resonating around the coliseum while the two teams emerged only for the excitement to escalate with a rumble of anticipation.
"Well this is kinda ironic," Re- Jaune said while they faced the other team. "This was the team JNPR faced in my timeline."
"Well, now they get to fight a cyborg, a time-traveler, a terrorist and a talking puppy." Sparrow muttered before he brandished his wakizashi and shuriken. Reaper did the same pulling out his machetes while Re-Jaune pulled out his basic boring sword.
'I gotta get an upgrade.' Re-Jaune thought. 'If only they saw my loadout when I was on my way to Beacon."
Puppy growled and showed his teeth for intimidation. Once he got the opposing team's attention, He let out a howl for the ages! Which only made the crowd coo in joy and laughter.
"Wait...why do they have a puppy as a team member?!" A member of BRNZ asked in bewilderment.
"It's his semblance and he's got a hard time turning it off." Re-Jaune said at the exact moment the buzzer went off. "Also, think fast!" Re-Jaune blitzed forward, slamming his left fist into the poor boy's jaw which sent him flying out of the arena in mere moments.
"And team JSPR takes an early lead immediately eliminating Brawnz Ni with an out of bounds!" Port boomed with surprise. The roar of the crowd escalated at the sudden turn in the match.
"Oum above how is he that strong?!" one of the remaining members said while his whole body trembled.
"GRRR." Said member turned to the source of the growling, only to see the puppy had spuared off in front of him.
'Oum above thank you for an easy opponent!' he thought before he let out a brief breath of relief.
Puppy Arc growled once more at his response before lunging and chomping down on his opponent's forearm.
"GAHH! OW OW OW O-" He was cut off with a swift neck chop from Sparrow, knocking the poor boy to the ground in a single hit with a bit too much force.
"Aw shit. Hit him a bit too hard...forgot these are just first years." Sparrow muttered as he looked on at Puppy who continued to jerk at the unconscious student's forearm.
"A brutal final strike to put down and eliminate Nolan!" Oobleck said with intrigue. "Impressive teamwork between the two team members!"
"He made the mistake of thinking I'm an easy fight! Also, who the heck fights with a cattle prod?!" Puppy growled in frustration making his cyborg friend chuckle.
*BOOM*
A sniper rifle crackled immediately making Sparrow leap in front of Puppy. His efforts bore fruit as he deflected a bullet that was aimed for the pooch.
"They have a sniper...Reaper!" Sparrow called out to his teammate who was laying down suppressing fire with his shotguns.
"Already on it." He spoke over the commotion before phasing towards his intended target. When he arrived, the final two members of BRNZ we're together hiding in a tree.
'Oh hohoho. This is gonna be fun.'
"DAMMIT! He blocked another bullet! Is that his semblance or something? Roy hand me another mag...Roy?" May Zedong turned around to see her partner being choked by an unseen force. With wide eyes, she spun her rifle around to find the enemy.
"Behind you." Reaper whispered making May scream before being silenced by his smoke as well. The two struggled before finally going limp, which led them to fall to the ground in a heap.
"And it's over!" Port exclaimed with excitement. "An overwhelming victory for team JSPR! Representing Beacon with such pride!"
"That was it? That was a bit too easy." Sparrow sheathed his blades while he strolled toward the exit with his counterparts."
"It's fine that it was." Re-Jaune said as he looked over to Reaper and Puppy. "Gives us more time to patrol. Sparrow and I will go into the doubles rounds, that ok with you two?"
"It is," Reaper said with folded arms. "Don't need people getting more creeped out about me any more than they already are. I'll take first watch and search the entire place from top to bottom."
"Sounds good." Re- Jaune said with a nod. "We'll get ready for the next bout, it'll be soon."
From the stands sat Cinder Fall staring down at her enemies knowing all too well that they had thwarted most of her plans, but she wasn't defeated yet. If she could get John Arc to give off enough negativity the battle would be hers to win pleasing both Noctis and her queen.
"I will not fail my lord Noctis."
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