A/N: First bit of non-canon, scrapped ideas made somewhat reality. I wrote the majority of what I figured would happen, but this bit felt off to me.

Probably because I have writer's block on the main story, and am trying to figure out how to continue where I'd left off.

Who would have guessed that I had planned to write this and have this account be my 'trial by fire'?
Threw this story out there to see if there were ways I could improve, and next thing I know, people actually like this story.

Initiation Day: Get Set for Drop, Trooper!

Noble Six somehow managed to enlist as a student at Beacon Academy. Initiation will most certainly be interesting.

Someone get the popcorn.

Remnant, Beacon Academy, Sanus

August 21, 2553

0745 Hours

Sierra Beta-312

Equipment check.

I checked my weapons, and made sure each one had a fresh magazine loaded in.

If the videos were actually predicting the future, I was going to be fucking launched off the cliff.
Almost like that Covvie planet. No Daniel to watch my back anymore though.

I scowled under my helmet, thinking back to that mission.
Drop pods were tracked almost immediately, and Covvies were hot on our trail the entire time.
Voices drifted over, other students chatting about teams and all that.

Whatever. I would improvise and adapt to the situation as it changed.
UNSC doesn't let just anyone test the new prototype version of Mjolnir, after all. My years as a solo-defender of multiple sites and veteran of many; arguably suicidal, missions helped make me one of the few allowed to field test the new armor systems.

I ran the suit diagnostics before heading out.

Mjolnir Mk VI Initializing…
Running BIO S...

TechSuit - Good

BioMonitors - Good

LockDown System - Good

Shields - Good

Neural Connection - Good

Motion Trackers - Good

Weapon-HUD Link - Good

Slipspace - Optimal

Hardlight Projectors - Optimal

All systems green. I mentally ticked through every weapon at my disposal.
Not Covenant weapons, plasma might not be effective against the Grimm.

The classics would do for now. MA37, M6G, and M392. Jetpack for added mobility, too.
The assault rifle, Magnum, and DMR. Good for just about any range and most enemies.
If I came across anything tougher, I'd just improvise. Not the first time I managed to kill something that out-classed me with just bullets and grenades before.

Don't want to reveal my full hand just yet.

I was inspecting Kat's M6G, the carved numbers of all of Noble staring back at me.
"Would all first-year students please report to Beacon Cliff for initiation? Again, all first-year students report to Beacon Cliff immediately." The PA system crackled.

Lock and Load.
The Magnum slid onto the magnetic thigh strip, and I headed off.

Titanium-Alloy armor met the steel floor, softly clanking as I tried to avoid drawing too much attention to myself.
Too bad a nearly seven foot tall, heavily armed, clad in bulky metal armor man was nigh impossible to ignore.

Then again, I had used the active camo to stay relatively unnoticed when we were supposed to bunk down in the ballroom.

Several teenagers ran alongside me, one looking significantly younger than the rest.
Ruby Rose, if I remembered correctly from the footage. Special one.

We made our way to the cliffside, and stood on a pad each.
"For years, you have trained to become warriors, and today, your abilities will be evaluated in the Emerald Forest." Ozpin said.

"Now, I'm sure many of you have heard rumors about the assignment of 'teams'. Well, allow us to put an end to your confusion. Each of you will be given teammates...today." Glynda said, hope she didn't recognize me.

Ruby, the younger girl in red and black groaned. Guess she wasn't expecting such pressure.
"That being said, the first person you make eye contact with after landing will be your partner for the next four years." I almost scoffed at that when Ozpin said it; four years wasn't that bad.
Especially when I had been fighting, bleeding, and sometimes even dying alongside the only people I ever could call family.

Several others made small comments at Ozpin's statement, as he continued.
"After you've partnered up, make your way to the northern end of the forest, You will meet opposition along the way. Do not hesitate to destroy everything in your path... or you will die."

Pfft, the Grimm had nothing on the Covvies. Then again, this was an initiation; so it shouldn't be too extreme.
"You will be monitored and graded through the duration of your initiation, but our instructors will not intervene. You will find an abandoned temple at the end of the path containing several relics. Each pair must choose one and return to the top of the cliff. We will regard that item, as well as your standing, and grade you appropriately. Are there any questions?" Ozpin finished.

Blonde kid to my left raised his hand. "Yeah, um, sir?"

"Good! Now, take your positions." I let the jetpack's engines start up, the whining slowly growing louder. The DMR slid off the small of my back, from the tertiary magnetic strip. I was going to want to be more accurate with longer distances, save ammo.

"Uh, sir? I've got, um...a question." The entitled girl was launched off of her pad, with more pads ticking then activating. "So, this landing...strategy thing...Uh, wha-what is it? You're, like, dropping us off or something?"

"No. You will be falling."

More pads activated, going down the line.
"Oh, uh, I see...So, like, did you hand out parachutes for us?"

"No. You will be using your own 'landing strategy'."
Blonde boy was still fucking oblivious to what was happening, as two more were launched off.

The yellow kid launched off, then Ruby. Going to want to stay around Ruby. She's going to have a pivotal role in future events and all that.

"So, what exactly is a landing strategYYY!..." Blonde kid was sent flying, then me shortly after.
The air rushed by, as the jetpack kicked into full power to slow my descent.

Asset retrieval. Move north and rendezvous at a ruined temple. Grab an asset, RTB. Simple, but I could make this easier.
Could always claim it's my 'Semblance', and say that the armor is fused to my body or some shit so Ozpin won't bother me about all my abilities.

Ground was coming up. The jetpack fired in multiple bursts, my armored boots softly landing on the ground. I was in a clearing, which was great for what I had planned.

Heh, time to make some noise.

My TacPad selected the vehicle I had chosen, and the blue flash brought forth the green behemoth I planned to use for today.
The long barrel, the arch back, and the four separate treads.

The Scorpion M808 MBT. Rarely used it, so I wasn't as fluid with the controls; but it was an absolute beast for jobs like these.
"Now all I need is a guy on the turret." Sighing, I climbed into the operator's cabin. "Time to make some noise!" I shouted as the Scorpion came to life, paving over several trees.

Hell, if this didn't either bring out some Grimm or get someone's attention, then I would just grab the asset and use the jetpack to make my way back.

Remnant, Emerald Forest, Sanus

August 21, 2553

0815 Hours

Ruby Rose

What is causing all that noise?!

It was so loud, and evidently carving a huge path through the forest as it shoved aside tree after tree.
It had to be a Grimm. No other way. But it was headed in the opposite direction of where we were headed, so we should be fine.

Weiss was pacing back and forth.
"What is making that noise?! It's making it hard to think!"

"Have you figured out which direction we're supposed to head to yet?" I asked, watching as she just kept pacing back and forth.

"I don't know, it's probably that way!" Weiss pointed, in the same direction as the giant Grimm that was shoving aside trees in its path through the forest.

"Let's go then! We can kill the giant Grimm that's making all the noise while we're at it!"

"Wait! Ruby!" Weiss cried out as I dragged her off.

Remnant, Emerald Forest, Sanus

August 21, 2553

0823 Hours

Sierra Beta-312

"Hahaha! Come and get some you bastards!"
The Grimm were advancing on me in droves now, and the Scorpion's cannon had killed each and every challenger.

A Nevermore was circling around in the sky, and the barrel wouldn't elevate enough to hit it.

I saw some red and white cloud of petals zip past, before several rounds pinged off the Scorpion's armor.
"Hey, friendly fire! Watch it!" I shouted, sliding back the hatch and standing up. "I'm not a Grimm, dammit!"

I was answered with a sniper round slamming against my shields.
"Hey!"

"Sorry!" A red and black clad girl stepped out of the woods. Ruby. Well, I managed to get near her.
Just have to stay near to help influence future events…

A wave of ice slammed into the Scorpion, engulfing the barrel and three treads in a block of ice.
"Really?"

"Oh, it's not a Grimm."

"Since when is a Grimm green?! And since when do Grimm travel with wheels?!" I was about to fucking lose it.

"Well-"

"Forget it." I scowled, unsummoning the Scorpion. Fuck it, Warthog it is then.

"Whoa! How did you do tha-" Ruby began, but she was cut off by the sudden appearance of the Warthog in another blue flash.

"A very useful Semblance. Does it just summon vehicles?" The girl in white asked. That's right, she was the entitled girl. Her name was...What was it?

Oh well. Could just ask.
"Something like that. Markus Steel. Pleasure to meet you two. Care for a lift?" I asked, gesturing towards the Warthog while extending out my hand.

"I'm Ruby. What sort of gun is on that car?" She zipped off immediately after shaking my hand.
"Weiss Schnee. You might have heard of me." The girl in white shook my hand, before strolling over to the Warthog.

"Either one of you can take the turret. I've got the wheel." Clambering into the driver's seat, I waited for the two to hop in.

"Shotgun!" Ruby yelled, as Weiss climbed up to the turret.

Once both were seated in, I slammed my foot on the gas.
"How does this gun work anyways?!" Weiss yelled over the wind.

"Look for a trigger in the grips! Then just point and shoot!" Yelling back, I weaved us through a group of trees.

That bastard Nevermore had finally decided to start hounding us. Probably figured the Warthog was packing less punch.
"We're almost there, open up on that Nevermore!"

"I got it!" Ruby shouted, before jumping out of the Warthog.
Weiss started firing the turret, the Nevermore shrieking in pain as hundreds of bullets slammed into it.

"Where'd Ruby run off to?"

"She's on the Nevermore!"

"Ruby get off the bird dammit!"

"It's too high up to get off!"

"We'll meet you at the temple!" I kept driving, we should be close.

We came across a redheaded girl dressed like the Spartans of old.
"Hello!" She cheerfully bellowed, as a giant scorpion Grimm chased her.

"Pyrrha! Hop in!" Weiss shouted, opening fire on the Deathstalker. "Markus; get us out of here!"

"That was already the plan!" The tires spewed up dust and dirt as the radio started playing.

Playing:
"Zero to Sixty"
By "Rakefire"

The beat started up, slow and quiet before ascending to a full blown explosion.

The lyrics ascended similarly, pausing halfway before exploding in a flurry of notes.
Leave 'em in a cloud of dust!
The Warthog weaved in and out of trees as the Deathstalker-I think that's what it was called-chased us. The turret fired and fired, before clicking as it cooled off.

"Why isn't it firing anymore?!"

"Gotta let it cool down! Just wait until the steam goes away!"

Zero to Sixty
Pedal to the floor!

Deathstalker's tail slammed down, narrowly missing the Warthog.

The wind is with me
Drive me to my core!

"Looks like the others; they're just ahead!"

"Hold on to something!"

Try to catch me
Feel my engine roar!
The Warthog burst into the clearing, and my sudden attempt to turn at such a high speed sent us into a tumble.

Pyrrha landed in front of the group, but I was thrown into a tree, and Weiss was sent flying up into the air.

Looking around, she appeared to have had her fall cushioned by the Blonde kid. Lucky her.
Not so lucky for the other kid.

A/N: Man this took me a single day to write and I'm releasing this before I have an actual chance to give this a look-over with a pair of fresh eyes.
Well, the quality is definitely lower than usual, because this doesn't quite gel with my brain for some reason. Should probably wait to release, but I know you guys think that I upload every two days or something as opposed to a weekly schedule like I claim to have.

Probably doesn't help that I don't really follow said schedule, huh?

This one is technically 'in the future' and in the realm of 'Not at that point in the timeline yet'; but I figured this one would be an exception seeing as how it would be really hard for Six to pretend to be a student and a teacher at the exact same school.

Comments:

Halofan2117- The story was still following its schedule? Well; I explained above. I can understand why you might think that. The mentor figure to Weiss idea was, funnily enough, decided solely as 'Six will be a father figure to one of the main cast' and then I asked a friend who it would fit best and they answered "Weiss". Believe me when I say it was going to be far more Weiss focused but then the flow of writing killed that plan in its cradle.

Sm0keyPanda- Here's an omake. This one is a test of the waters, I suppose.

SSJ4- Yup.

Mr. Quack- I appreciate that you can see where I'm coming from. I liked the concept, with flow being something I probably do need to work on. I'll try and see if I can make the story flow along a more logical conclusion; including seeing if I can make the canon make more sense.