Finally, we get to one of my most anticipated fights in the story that I have been waiting to write for the longest time! Let's get right into it then.


Second Song

Chapter 12

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Riot

"Why… why did you hurt them?!" I cried out, my power wildly lashing out at everything around me, my control over my hatred wavering with each passing second. "They have nothing to do with this!" Father… no, Headmaster Oscar just kissed his teeth and pointed an open palm in their direction. "Anyone who would seek to justify your existence is a liability. It pains me to do this because of the vast potential that they all hold, but I will not allow anyone to cultivate the threat that you are." His palm formed a sphere of crackling green aura in his hands: that was more than enough to completely vaporize someone on the spot. Wolfram's eyes went wide as he quickly put up a Hardlight barrier, but it wouldn't be enough. Oscar was aiming to kill. Fuck all the promises I made. Fuck all my limits that I put in place. Fuck it all.

"Consecutive Demon." Right roundhouse, left roundhouse, spinning hook-kick. Left-temple, right-temple, back of the head. There was a deafening *CRACK* as every kick impacted his head in an instant, his eyes wide as his body froze up. "Rising Demon." Lower your weight, explode upward with your toes, twist and drive your fist straight up. His head was flung upward with a *BANG*, blood spurting from his mouth as he was lifted a good foot into the air. I jumped and spun, putting the full weight of my body behind a spinning sidekick, another *BANG* echoing as he was blasted backwards, crashing right through the wall of a building and into a classroom full of people. I didn't care. There was only one thing to do. Rip and Tear, until it is done. The mental chains that I had put in place dissolved, I threw my head back and screamed. I felt my body grow slightly taller, muscles stretching and bulging, veins threatening to tear out of my flesh. My hate choked me, consumed me, and for the first time in a long time, I truly smiled. I leapt into the classroom, amidst the dozen of panicking and screaming students, my mouth nearly foaming as I laid eyes on him, standing up with a look of shock and horror on his face. I grabbed the closest thing nearest to me, ripping an entire lecture-desk from the floor and dashing at him, screaming as I swung straight down, wood shattering and splintering on his face.

Blinded and with a mouthful of wood, I snarled and grabbed his throat, lifting him straight up and pivoting to smash his head straight into the floor. I wasn't done yet, fuck, I hadn't even started. I shrieked with utter laughter and glee as I grabbed him by the ankle, pivoting again as I tossed him through another wall, dashing to catch up to him as we ended up in the cafeteria. More screaming, more panic, more fear. He was on his feet this time, eyes wide on his bloodied face, even as his aura rapidly tried to repair the damage done. His foot shot straight forward and I cackled as I slipped right by it, lashing out with a low sidekick to his knee. Another *CRACK*. I giggled as he stumbled back, his face twisted in pain. He shouted as he threw what by all means was a textbook right-cross. All I had to do was snap my forehead straight down. My forehead was gashed, blood spraying across my face, but I grinned as I felt his fingers pop. "Fucking useless!" I roared as I grabbed his wrist and yanked him close, shooting my knee right into his chest. His left ribs snapped like twigs. He tried to elbow me in the head, but I just slammed my shoulder into face, blood streaming from his nose. Grabbing the hem of his pants, I roared as I tossed him through the window. Leaping on the edge, I cackled as I saw his bloody form splayed out on the ground, his hands under him as he struggled to get up. Students who were out and about were staring in shock at their oh-so powerful Headmaster turned into a bloody mess.

"I-I was right! You are nothing but a monster!" He shouted, managing to stand.

"Oh… I'm the monster now?" I snarled. I hopped down and walked up to him, my fist clenching so hard that I was sure that I felt my knuckles pop. "You abandoned me." I stood right in front of him, and he threw a left hook at my head. I ducked and smashed my fist into his right side. "You abandoned mom." Gasping for air, he tried to kick at my head, but I caught it and stabbed into his calf with a finger, his strained face trying to hold down a scream. "Stopped me from entering any combat school!" An uppercut slammed into my liver, but I ignored it as I elbowed him across the jaw. "Cursed my very existence!" I dropped my weight and cocked my fist back, tears of rage welling in my eyes. "WHY!?" He barely managed to get his guard up as I threw a right hook as hard as I could at his face, a shockwave blasting him several meters backwards and throwing back a bunch of students. "I've done EVERYTHING and ANYTHING to show you I'm worthy!" I screamed, freely letting tears fall. "I passed every exam! I got as strong as I could without anyone's help! I bled, sweat and cried to let you know that I could do it!" I looked down at my hands wreathed in black and red aura, watching as tears fell into my palms.

"But why do you want me dead? Why is it that every time you look at me, you despise me? Because of this!?" I flared my aura, more bitter hatred swelling in my chest. "I don't even know what this is! I restricted myself from using this unless I had to save someone, or win, and did my best to get stronger without relying on this. And despite never telling me what it is, what it does, you just want me and my only friends dead!?" I focused on him again, muscles bunching up as my rage exploded. "YOU'RE THE FUCKING MONSTER!"

"AND YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A THREAT TO THE PEACE THAT I HAVE WORKED TOWARDS FOR YEARS!" Emerald aura burst from his body, his wounds gone as his power spiked. "I'm going to end you before you become too wild to control, you animal. Anyone who stands in my way will meet the same fate!"

"…Then come and try to end me." I blinked and felt my head snapped to the side, a molten pain blooming in my cheek. I grit my teeth, planted my feet and swung back as hard as I could. My knuckles connected with his face cleanly, more blood spurting from his mouth before he threw a wild kick straight at my chin. Too fast. I felt more pain race up my jaw, my vision going hazy for a split second. 'Don't bitch about it, don't give ground.' I snarled again, erasing the idea of losing to him and burying my feet up to my ankles in the floor. 'Grit your fucking teeth fight like hell!' Left hook to the liver, dip down, left smash, shift weight, overhand right. All cleanly landed. His nose was bleeding now. He was still alive. "Don't get cocky you little brat!" A looping uppercut split my lip. Left hook to my temple shook my brain. Low roundhouse to the leg fractured something. I didn't care. I grabbed his leg, shit my fist into his hip. Something cracked and he bellowed in pain. I brought my elbow down on his leg. Another crack, another scream. His eyes glinted wildly. He grabbed my face with his hand, yanking me forward and smashing his head into my mouth, my lip split wider now. His elbow slashed right under my eyebrow. Another gash, more blood spurt into the air. Something was off.

Wrapping my arms around his waist, I roared as I lifted him straight up, bending over backwards and almost folding my body as I suplexed his head right into the floor. Stone, brick and dirt was sent flying through the air. The sudden stiffness in his body told me of a concussion. I let him go and got to my feet, blasting my heel into his exposed chest. More debris thrown around, more screaming. He roared as he pulled himself out of the ground, his aura billowing up even higher before he rushed at me again, his eyes wilder. I screamed right back in defiance, meeting his charge as our fists lashed out in a storm of blows. My knuckles clashed against his in a rapid-fire beat, the thunderous *BANG-BANG-BANG* unleashing more waves of air-pressure that lifted tiles and blew everyone who was too close backwards. The off feeling that I felt before? It was stronger now. He was faster, more powerful than I was… but it wasn't by much. He had technique, but it was basic. Even that had been thrown to the wind in favour of trying hit me with power alone. "I knew it!" I cackled, deflecting a left cross and upper-cutting him on the jaw. Still he fired back, but his punches got sloppier. Wider. Unfocused. "You can't really fight for shit, because you haven't trained!" My elbow met his knuckles and they bent in a way they weren't supposed to. "You wanted me dead, and you didn't think that I'd get stronger?" I grabbed his collar and mashed my head into his face again, the feeling of blood on my hair driving me wild. "Arrogant piece of shit!" My knuckles met his again, and I rapidly put the full force of my muscular and aura rotation into my strike, blasting his arm backwards like wet paper. "You've had nothing but power handed to you. You never pushed your body to its limit. You never trained until you were going to pass out. The only reasons why you're so strong…!" I twisted and threw a spinning sidekick, a few of his floating ribs crunching under my heel. "Is your bullshit Semblance!" Right hook, shattered jaw. "The Four Maidens!" Low roundhouse, fractured ankle. "And the hundreds of lives worth of power in you!" I roared, firing off one more rotating straight-right, his chest almost caving in as his body was flung backwards, over the heads of a dozen students and smashing into a stone statue of himself. I smirked as the stone crumbled and collapsed on top of him, the head of the statue cracking in half on his spine. "YOU'LL NEVER BEAT ME!" I cried out into the sky, letting my power soar and scream into the air. And then, the air changed.

Cue Music: Jojo's Bizarre Adventure, Eyes of Heaven OST, Dio's Theme

More pressure than Jaune Arc, more destructive power than Yang Xiao Long, speed almost as great as mom. Surrounded in a green sphere of aura and rising from the rubble, wounds completely gone, a halo of fire, ice, life and wind, his hair pale white and his eyes glowing green. "You pushed your luck too far, brat. Now you pay the price." I didn't have time to think, or to react. He was in front of me, his hand grabbing my head before he slammed me straight down. It was like my entire body was frozen and burnt at the same time, and I screamed. He tossed me into the crowd of students, all of them screaming and running away as I crashed through a bench and a tree. I didn't even have time to get up, he just picked up the ruined tree and clubbed the shit out of me with it. Wood and splinters flew through the air as I tried to pull my aura as tightly around myself as possible, eyes shut tight. It suddenly stopped, and I cracked my eyes open to see what happened, only to let out a choked cry as a fist crashed into my chest. All of them broke. My bones, I mean. "Training? Pushing your limits? That means nothing against power!" Again he threw me, this time straight up into the air. And again, I couldn't react, something cracking against my jaw. My mind went blank and my body went limp. '…Oh fuck, I dropped out of my form, didn't I?'

He caught me with a barrage of punches while I was completely defenceless, bones cracking and blood flying from the gashes and cuts all over my body. I couldn't even scream as he ripped into me, one final blow to my face sending me tearing through the ground for at least a full ten seconds. Looking down at my hands, I saw that the black aura around me had faded back to my normal pale white, even that flickering weakly as I struggled to maintain it. Everything hurt, almost all of my aura having been used up to patch the more serious wounds up. He was walking towards me, and it wasn't hard to feel hatred again. 'Fuck… I need more power!' I thought as I struggled to move my legs. 'If I can power up again, I stand a chance!' I breathed heavily as I felt it rise up again, power flooding my muscles, and I had to choke back a scream before I quickly snuffed it out. 'Shit, I can't even use it!' He was walking up to me, a sword made out of stone, ice and fire in his hand. 'Did…' Something crumbled in my chest, and I felt my body go limp. 'Did I not train hard enough? Or… am I just that weak?'

Music End

'Idiot.'

I twitched violently. I didn't think that. Or say that. 'What the fuck was-?'

'I said that you're an idiot.'

'…Ah. I'm dead,' I concluded, 'So I'm hallucinating a random voice.' The voice, a female, sighed in annoyance. 'Holy shit there's a voice in my head,' I realized.

'Yes boy, I am.' She was amused now, before her voice turned serious. 'But as I was saying before, you're a fool, even if it's justified. He is going to kill you soon, so I'd suggest that you stall for time.' I thought that it wouldn't hurt to give it a try, and it wasn't like my anger had faded. "Couldn't beat one boy without that stupid fucking power of yours huh?" I spat at his feet, "It took everything you had to beat one kid."

"I will not hesitate to eliminate a threat like you," He scowled, raising his sword. His body froze.

"… getting cold feet asshole?" I joked before I saw that he was literally struggling, a vein popping on his forehead. "Come on, you wanna fucking kill me, then follow through!"

"Stop… holding me… back!" He strained, grinding his teeth. His white hair faded back to messy brown, his eyes amber and his sword dissipating as he clutched his head. "I don't care that he's your son!" He bellowed, his aura acting weird around his body, warping and writhing. 'Your son?' I thought, a blast of confusion making me freeze up. He convulsed as he fell to his knees in front of me, his voice coming out warped as he screamed, "YOU WON'T KILL HIM!" His body pulsed, and he was limp for a moment. 'Just as I thought,' the voice sneered, 'The different attitude, the drive to kill you, the arrogance… that can only belong to one man.' When he looked up, something in my heart clenched. His eyes were soft, loving, the tired and strained smile still full of pride. Pride in… me? "D…" My throat locked up at that look of love and pride in his eyes. I didn't want to believe it. "Dad?"

"H… hey son," He said in a strained voice. "… this isn't how I wanted to talk to you… but… stuff happens, clearly." He laughed. It was still strained, but it was a far cry from the sneering and disgust that was aimed at me. "I… wish we had more time, but…" His aura pulsed, and a sneer flashed across face before he forced it down. "I don't have much of that."

"Wh-how? What…?" I sputtered, trying to force my tears down. He just held out his shaking hand, and I felt the agonising pain just… fade away, slowly. The healing stopped, and I was still hurt and sore in places, but I was far from out of it. "Damnit… he's already locked down my Semblance," He spat, anger flaring on his face before he looked at me. "I can't do much more for you right now… I'm so sorry. I'm sorry that I wasn't here to see you grow into the young man you are now." He was sad, but the pride in his eyes, all of it directed at me didn't help me try to hide my tears. "But know this. I'm so proud of you, and I'm glad that you're my son." I cried openly, completely unused to this feeling. His eyes hardened, "Don't let your guard down, and don't let him make you lose your focus. Until I can gain better control, you'd better take care of my son Salem!"

'Salem?'

'Don't worry Oscar, I will,' The voice said. Salem.

'…Holy crap, Salem?' I felt her nod and grin. Was that even possible? 'Dodge boy!' My senses screamed with danger at that moment and I leapt over a wave of fire just in time, completely carbonizing the ground. Landing, I put my guard up and checked my body. Still sore, still hurt in my ribs, but a lot of my aura was restored. "That clueless CHILD!" The man in front of me roared, his hair flashing from white to brown and his power fluctuating wildly. "Even if you hold my power back, I can still kill your son!"

'Your son… Oscar' I thought that I knew rage and hatred before, but this feeling? "…You're Ozpin, aren't you?" He froze for a moment before he scowled, staring me down. "I suppose that's what I get for shouting out loud," He sighed, annoyed.

"You…" The word was at the back of my head, I just couldn't reach it. "You took my father away from me." My eyes stung, my chest burned, something in my body screamed. "It's all because of you…!" I didn't care about the pain I was in as the black aura began to overtake me one more time. That's the word. Fury. "YOU WERE THE ONE WHO RUINED MY LIFE!"

'Be calm boy,' She said, stopping me right before I exploded. 'Throwing your rage around will get you nowhere.'

"H-he took my father's body and broke mom's heart!" I snarled out.

'I am aware, but you cannot overcome him with power alone. Pushing your body in the way you are now will cause you to destroy yourself.' When I didn't respond, a sudden wave of sharp anger that wasn't mine flooded me. 'Though you weren't the intended recipient of this power, I will not allow you to use it like a glorified temper-tantrum. Control yourself this instant!' It was like the crack of a whip, and immediately my anger faded in surprise and a bit of fear. 'Good. Your father may be holding a good deal of Ozpin's power back right now, but he'll still be aiming to kill you. Stay calm, stay sharp and focus your anger. Call upon my power only in small, quick bursts. Understood?'

'…Okay.'

'Good luck boy,' she hummed, just as Osc… no, Ozpin threw himself at me. 'Fuck he's still fast!' I jumped straight up, just barely avoiding his flying punch that ripped through the floor. 'I'm still better trained!' Tucking tight and twisting, I kicked off the air as hard as I could and rocketed straight down, shooting my left into his back and slamming him into a crater. *CRACK*. I had to bite down hard on my lip. Something in my arm fractured again, pain blooming in the area. Ozpin spun, kicking up dust as he grabbed my neck and put his other palm on my chest. I barely managed to flood my chest with aura as an explosion rocked my senses, my ears ringing as I was sent tumbling backwards, crashing into a light-pole. "Motherfucker" I snarled, meeting his flying punch with another of my own. Another fracture. 'Don't stop moving!' Moving in, I gnashed my teeth and tried to reinforce what was broken, ready for the next point-blank exchange. He ducked under my right hook and I put my guard up as his own wild haymaker crashed into me. A hint of frost tickled my left foot and I jumped up, shooting a knee into his chin just as a wave of ice froze the ground beneath me. I almost cried out as I felt my ribs crack from a wild punch. Even unfocused, he was still dangerous.

The distraction cost me and he beat into me with another terrifying barrage of punches, sometimes a hand encased in stone or ice or flame. One caught me across the temple and I felt my legs buckle before his left hand seemed to multiply in the hundreds. My body was riddled with strikes, and whatever was healed before was definitely broken now. 'I… I don't think I can win this,' I laughed to myself, my mind delirious from the pain as a punch blasted into my nose. I could faintly hear Salem trying to encourage me, but I was blacking out. I tried to throw a roundhouse kick, but it was too slow. A compact explosion seared my skin through my thinning aura, the force enough to send me stumbling back. Blood was dripping from my mouth. I felt lightheaded. 'Huh. Don't think I've been this hurt before.' Ozpin's face was really angry, his fist cocked back. All that power loaded up in his fist would be enough to blow through my aura and pop my head like a fleshy balloon. '…Ozpin's face…' It was like the world was moving in slow motion. 'No…' My heart beat hard. Something cracked. It wasn't a bone, or some kind of damage. 'Ozpin is wearing my dad's face.' My senses faded away, and my eyes felt this… pressure. 'I…' My fist clenched on its own.

'That's it boy. Let go of hate, rage, fury.'

'I have to…' His fist was moving forward.

'There's only the fight.'

'I'll keep moving forward.'

My body moved on its own, his knuckles scraping my cheek as my arm just went straight. *BANG*. His head snapped backwards a gash right above his eye splitting open. His mouth was open in shock, but I didn't take the time to register it. He snarled and lashed out with his left hook, and I just moved, front-flipping clean over it and chopping straight down with an axe-kick right to his collarbone. He buckled and the ground under us shattered. 'Keep moving.' Twisting, I threw a sidekick with my left foot, barely clipping his cheek before I followed up, pumping my right leg as fast as it could go. *BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG* All of them blocked with his arms, but they still landed. I kicked off the air, keeping a tight spin on the spot and whipped out a right roundhouse. His guard broke. "Don't get cocky because of a second wind brat!" His right straight was fast and powerful. I breathed as I landed and let it brush past my face, twisting my chin away just in time. Another left hook and I leaned back. Chopping left-roundhouse, step off to the side.

My knuckles buried themselves into his right side, Ozpin coughing up blood. I went to attack again, but he created a tight barrier of… aura? No, magic. My fists scraped and banged against the barrier. My bones were flaring with agony, torn muscles bleeding out inside me. I didn't care. I just kept punching. With his guard up along with the barrier, he was untouched, waiting for me to stop. 'Go faster.' I shifted my feet and put more weight behind every strike, full rotation and maximum impact combined with increasing speed. And I kept getting faster. And faster. A crack formed. Two more followed. Then three. His eyes were wide before he dropped the barrier, roaring as he channelled as much of his power as he could into his fists. 'Yes boy, this is how you do it! Let your body and soul focus on the fight!' I slipped, weaved and deflected as many of his wild punches as my tired body could manage. More than a few landed, something breaking or tearing in the process, but still I moved forward. 'Let everything else fade away, push your growth further, and it is there…'

I missed a kick to his stomach as he stepped back, his arm cocked back with power crackling off of every inch of his form. "I'm ending this," He snarled. This would be too fast for me to dodge, nor did I have enough physical endurance left to let the fight last any longer. So, I clenched my fist and shifted my weight, and punched. My flow lined up perfectly, aura spiralling through my arm like a storm. 'Condense and expel on the point of impact.' Keeping it tight, I put all my legs, my weight, my muscles and my aura into one strike. 'It is there that you pry the door open and shatter your limits.'

"SIN DEVIL TRIGGER."

The explosion rocked the entire Academy to its very core. The ground beneath our feet vaporised, two unstoppable forces flinging entire trees and crowds of students away like plastic bags. I felt something within me break at the moment of impact, and it was like power incarnate was infused into my very bones. I looked into his fear-filled eyes, never backing down even as our auras grinded against each other's. I gave one last heave, pushing my fist forward and letting every last drop of power I had roar from my hand. A spiralling wave of black and white engulfed him and he was sent screaming into the air, a *BOOM* echoing as he crashed right into his tower. Just like that, the power I felt completely vanished. The hazy focus that I had on the fight disappeared, and I was suddenly very aware of how fucked up my body was. "Ooooh wow that really hurts," I gasped, my throat scratchy and burning. I could feel all the muscle pulls, tears and bruising. Fractured femurs, all my ribs broken (I swear that breaking ribs is more common than it should be) my right arm was completely screwed up. It was the colour of a black bruise from my fingertips right up to my shoulder, broken in more than one place. My jaw had trouble closing, and blood was still flowing freely from more than a couple wounds. "All in… a day's work," I laughed to myself. "But… what was that…?" I wondered, looking at my ruined arm. The flow of power that come from within me, not the pitch-black rage that I was used to. 'You appear to have discovered your semblance.' I wanted to jump out of my skin, but I was too hurt to try. 'Oh, right. Salem… hi?'

'Hello child,' She chuckled, amused. 'It's quite nice to finally talk to you.'

"Um… thank you?"

'You sound quite conflicted,' She noted.

"I mean, yeah. I've got the biggest supervillain of my parents' time living in my head now. What gives?"

'Well, this is the first time that you've accessed the well of my power to such an extent. In doing so, I am now able to fully communicate with you. I can't exactly say that I expected this to happen, but it is pleasant nonetheless.' She seemed to sense my sudden nervousness before she burst into laughter. 'No boy, I am not capable of taking over your body in the same way Ozpin has done to your father. He is the amalgamation of several souls, while I am simply a… vestige of what I once was. Besides, I do not want to take over you. My time for such acts have passed me… and it does not sit well with me trying to take over someone unwillingly.' The sour tone in her voice surprised me.

"You really don't like my dad, do you?"

'Your father? Oh no, he's a sweetheart. Probably the best parts of Ozpin I've ever seen. Ozpin himself though… that's a different story.'

"I'll drop the subject," I chuckled nervously. "So… what's my semblance?"

'Wise choice,' She snorted, 'You appear to be able to Remove the natural limits placed upon your body and unleash your hidden potential. A simple but immensely powerful one, more so considering your unique circumstances.'

"So… your power isn't a curse… it's just power…?" I breathed, looking at my palms in astonishment.

'Hey, who's power are you calling a curse?' She asked sharply, scaring the hell out of me. She laughed after a moment, and I relaxed a bit. 'You're too adorable boy. Also, it appears that your friends are on the way.' Hearing the shouts, I turned and grinned a bit as I saw Asuka, Terra and Wolfram all sprinting at me. "My Gods Riot, you look like shit!" Asuka shrieked.

"I'm not sure what isn't broken at this point," Terra joked, trying to stabilize my limbs with Eternal Youth. "Don't worry, I have a solution," Wolfram said as he blinked and his eyes turned into glyphs. "Restore." I gasped as hundreds of bones seemed to pop back into place, wounds just vanishing and my nerves tingling like crazy. It was such a weird feeling, almost all that pain just… gone. There were still some minor gashes, cuts and bruises here and there, but I felt less like I was going to die and more like I was just really sore. My aura hadn't suddenly returned either, so it would take a bit for that to recover. Wolfram had his hands on his knees, breathing heavily as the glyphs turned back into normal eyes. "… that's over half my aura gone in one go. Good lord Riot, I really think that you could've died had we not reached you."

*THUD*

"Oh don't worry, I will make sure that he dies this time!" I shot to my feet and put my guard up, shock almost shutting my mind down. 'Persistent bastard,' Salem scoffed, her voice on edge. Ozpin stood in front of us, having just touched down. He wasn't looking too good, shirt torn off, his hand bruised and his face bloody, though he was rapidly healing. "Guy's back off, I'll-!"

"Oh shut the hell up!" Asuka shouted getting into her own combat stance. "You know damn well we aren't leaving you alone."

"We are so screwed," Terra sighed, though she was ready as well.

"I also believe that we have a very low chance of survival," Wolfram laughed, "But I could never abandon a friend."

"…You guys…" I felt my throat lock up, but I couldn't help but grin. "You're all a bunch of idiots, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

"TONIGHT, WE DINE IN HELL!" Asuka roared, crouching and ready to leap forward, just as Ozpin snarled and began to move. "Dragonfist: Explosion!" A burning golden fist smashed into Ozpins cheek out of nowhere, driving him straight into the ground in a burst of flame, all of us stopping dead. When the smoke cleared, we saw his eyes rolled up into his head. He was completely out. Auntie Yang on the other was livid, red eyes burning like stars as she stared at his prone body for a moment before she calmly breathed out and calmed down.

"Well, uh…" She chuckled after a moment, "Think it's safe to say that there won't be classes on for tomorrow."

To Be continued


And so that concludes round 1. What, did you think that this would be how a father-son rivalry ends? Nah, there's gonna be more. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter, and peace out.

Riot Rose

Semblance: ?

-The ability to break the limit places upon his body in order to access his hidden potential. Not much is known past this.

Power: A

Speed: B+

Range: E

Durability: B+

Precision: B

Potential: ?