Chapter 01: Jaune Arc
It was a clear night as the streets were filled with people of all types, meandering around. In their midst was was a nervous looking teenager, carefully making his way through. He was tall, scrawny with scraggly blond hair and blue eyes which were constantly looking around to avoid trouble, as he ducked in between the spaces he could find. His eyes roved around until he found his target, and then proceeded to pale considerably.
The scene in front of him was a troublesome one. A short girl (although her ample breasts and hips showcased that she was no child) in a white suit jacket which rode up a bit to show her hips and form fitting pencil pants was surrounded by four thugs who had lecherous grins and were slowly closing into her space. Nervous Blond Guy flinched, before hurrying forward.
'Oh crap. This is bad. I gotta step in before its too late.' Nervous Blond Guy thought as he quickly slipped in between the girl and the Thugs. "Neo! I've been looking for you everywhere!"
He quickly turned around to face the thugs. "Thanks for looking after my friend but we have somewhere to be now. Please excuse us."
Nervous Blond Guy tried to leave only to get blocked by Thug #02 and thug #03.
"Oh I don't think so" said Thug #01 as he stepped forward. "That little bitch not only spilled her ice cream on me as she bumped into me," gesturing to the stain on his jacket "She also the audacity to not only not apologize, but fuckin' STOMPED ON MY BOOTS LIKE I'M THE OFFENDER!"
'Neo, Whhhyyy?!' Nervous Blond Guy whined on the inside. On the outside, Nervous Blond Guy continued on the path of mediation "If what you say is true, then I'll apologize in her stead. Please take this money" he reached for his wallet "and be on your way."
He didn't get far before Thug #01 grabbed his hoodie by the collar and hefted him up. "Like hell! I'm taking taking this bitch home to teach her some proper manners... hehehe."
Nervous Blond Guy briefly got a look of pity on his face grabbing the arm holding him. "Listen, you don't want to do that. Please just leave peacefully while you can or else, something troublesome is gonna happen." Thug #01 threw his head back in laughter before looking behind him as he looked behind him only to falter at what he saw.
Before he grabbed Nervous Blond Guy, Neo had been surrounded by Thugs #02, #03 and #04. Now as he looked again, Thug #02 was on his knees, sobbing as he held his groin and his ribs; Thug #03 was laying on the floor, dangerously still and quiet as a pool of blood formed around him; and Thug #04 stood alone, holding his bleeding arm and his opponent, Neo, was twirling a knife that Nervous Blond Guy was quite sure she didn't have when the 'fight' began.
"Y-Y-You bitch!" With that expletive, Thug #04 rushed forward, throwing a punch only for Neo to push it aside while simultaneously kicking his knee viciously. Nervous Blond Guy and Thug #01 both winced at the *CRACK* that echoed around.
Neo stared at the downed man before walking up to him, raising her leg up and, with a sadistic smile, brought it down on the already broken leg. The resounding *KACRACK* caused Thug #01 to let go of Nervous Blond Guy and throw himself at Neo in a wild rage.
He almost reached her before Nervous Blond Guy suddenly appeared in front of him, knocking him out with a punch. Nervous Blond Guy put his arm down and breathed a sigh of relief , then turned to Neo, who threw the knife away and smiled at him while twirling a lock of her pink, white and brown hair, as if she hadn't just brutally curbstomped three guys bigger than her.
"Neo! Why did you antagonize those guys like that? I know you lost your ice cream but still!"
She shrugged, which in Neo-nese, translated to "It amused me." Nervous Blond Guy sighed before leaving the street with her in tow.
"Where's Roman? I wanted to see you guys before I head for Beacon soon." Neo shook her hand in a so-so manner "He's on a Job." Nervous Blond Guy's face tightened a bit in worry before relenting. "Alright, I'll treat you to some ice cream if you try not to piss off anyone else toda-"
He barely finished the sentence before Neo grabbed his hand and sped off showing more power than her body seemingly possessed. Nervous Blond Guy could only offer a brief prayer for his wallet before trying to ensure his footing.
The duo reached a Soda Shop where Neo promptly ordered the largest sundae available and went ahead to enjoy it all to herself.
Her companion looked through his scroll contacts and picked one to call and was almost shocked out of his skin when the one he was currently calling tapped his shoulder.
"Jaune, Jaune, Jaune, did you miss me so much that you're calling me willingly like that?" Roman, a tall man in white coat, black pants and a bowler hat to portray the 'gentleman look', had orange hair styled to cover his right eye. His left eye however had slight liner, giving him a somewhat feminine look.
Jaune wasn't deceived however, as he knew Roman was a thief who was strong enough to match most Pro Hunters.
Jaune's relationship with Roman and Neo was that he needed forged transcripts to enter Beacon as he had unqualified to enroll at the time. Jaune's payment wasn't large sum of money as he had expected but ten favors in which Roman could call in whenever he felt like it. Favor #01 was sponsoring Neo's ice cream addiction for a year.
"Why do you have ice and water in your clothes but smell like ash?" Jaune asked, knowing how much Roman valued his fashion sense. Roman simply lighted a cigar, took a strong breath and replied "Trouble at my latest heist."
"Any deaths?"
"No Kid, relax. I'm not sloppy."
Jaune relaxed a bit, ignoring Neo's amused looks as he took a sip of his own order, an iced orange smoothie. Roman might be a notorious thief, but he refused to kill, not out of morality but pragmatism, as cops would put a lot more effort catching a killer than a thief.
"So, you're heading for Beacon soon, right? Time to call in a favor." Jaune grimaced and replied "As long as I'm not hurting someone or leading someone to their death, what do you need?"
Roman smiled through his cigar. "For the Vytal Festival on the way, a group of students will come over from different huntsman schools for participation. I need you to get a list of names of those guys when they arrive."
Jaune narrowed his eyes in confusion. "That... isn't something either you or a thief would be interested in. Is something wrong?"
Now it was Roman's turn to grimace. "Lets just say Neo and I" gesturing to Neo, who had emptied the sundae (HOW?! That thing was bigger than your head!). "got hired by someone we really don't want be hired by, and that list will help us in getting 'unhired.'"
Jaune thought on it before nodding in agreement. "Splendid! Now lets leave. Neo, lets go."
The trio left left the store, cutting through a nearby alley before Neo took Roman's arm, winked at Jaune and proceeded to teleport away, leaving a visual of what could only be described as a "view into a shattered mirror" before breaking apart and leaving the sound of breaking glass.
"Guess I'm walking then." Jaune walked a few more blocks, intent on getting to his motel room.
A brick soared through the air, intent on breaking his skull.
Jaune ducked out of the way, letting the brick smack harmlessly against the wall, before taking a look at his assailants. It was a group of thugs, some wielding pipes, knifes, chains and bats, and at their front was "Thug #01?"
"The fuck you calling Thug #01?! Where's that bitch from earlier? I'm gotta pay her back for what she did!"
Jaune stared at him in disbelief before exclaiming "Don't you realize I was trying to save you dumbasses from her?! And now, you want to go again?! What wrong with you, Thug #01?!"
"I ain't asking you to save anyone and who the fuck are you calling Thug #01?! I'm Big Bear Ted, motherfucker!"
Jaune stared a bit before replying "I can't believe you just called yourself that, with pride in your voice."
"Y-You little shit! Get him!" With that, all the thugs ran forward with the aim of beating their target into a pulp.
Jaune stared at the approaching mob with apprehensive look, before sighing and stating with a small but strong voice that seemed to resound in their bones despite the noise they were making.
"Buzz off."
A wave of pressure burst forth from Jaune enveloping the world around him in a tinge of blue before fading away.
The thugs were frozen in their steps, before falling down unconscious with foam in their mouths, as none had willpower even close to matching him. Jaune stared dispassionately, then turned and continued on his way back.
Jaune sat in the bullhead, trying his best to hold in his breakfast while on the way to Beacon. Once again, he cursed his motion sickness which had given him hell over the years.
A few meters away, two girls were talking with each other before the blonde one suddenly hugged the smaller brunette.
"I can't believe my baby sister's going to Beacon with me! This is the best day ever!" The blonde (Jaune mentally dubbed Goldilocks, after her long wild golden hair) said squeezing her sister even tighter.
"Please stop..." The brunette (Jaune dubbed this one Red Hood, due to the actual hooded cloak she was wearing) gasped out, struggling to breathe before being released.
The blonde shook on the spot, apparently holding herself back from hugging her again. "I'm so proud of you."
"Believe, Sis. It was nothing."
"What do you mean? It was incredible! Everyone at Beacon is gonna think you're the bee's knees."
"I don't to be the bee's knees." Red Hood replied, as she stomped her foot lightly. "I don't want to be any kind of knees. I just wanna be a normal girl with knees."
Jaune tuned out the conversation here as the rumbling in his stomach doubled from turbulence. He dimly acknowledged the News Reporter's, Lisa Lavender, statement of Roman Torchwick's last robbery ('Why does he look so proud in that picture?'), and another protest of the White Fang, a faunus rights activist group, gone wrong.
A projection of a blonde woman with her hair in a bun suddenly appeared. Jaune and the other students moved close to get a good look at who was probably a high official of Beacon's Staff. She had green eyes with glasses, was dressed in a white dress shirt with space for cleavage, black pencil skirt with pantyhose and had the sternest expression Jaune had ever seen in his life.
"Hello and Welcome to Beacon. My name is Glynda Goodwitch, Deputy Headmistress of Beacon Academy. You are among a privileged few who have received the honor of being selected to attend this prestigious academy."
Jaune briefly bowed his head in guilt.
"Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace and as future Huntsmen and Huntresses, it is your duty to uphold it. You have demonstrated the courage to needed for such a task and now, it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and training to protect our world." The projection ended.
Jaune clenched his hands in determination. He had made it. It was a lot of trouble but he had done it! All he had was make it through four years and he was set to fulfill his dream and promise. He was gonna make it. He is gonna make it. He is-
*GLURKUP*
He was not gonna make it!
Jaune clasped his hands over his mouth and ran past the sisters, barely making it to the disposal bin and missing Goldilocks' comment on him.
"Why?" Jaune clutched the bin in despair as he threatened to upchuck once more. "Motion sickness, why do you torment me even in my thoughts and fantasies?! Whyyyy?!"
Hunter Profile
Name: Neo Politan
Title: The Sadistic Ice Cream Mercenary
Age: 20
Aura: Pink
Semblance: Mirror Realm. She's capable of manipulating space around her to create illusions, teleport and create temporary pocket dimensions.
Color Motif: Pink, Brown, White
Sex: Female
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Likes: Roman Torchwick, Ice Cream, teasing Jaune Arc
Dislikes: People who mess with her Ice Cream, an unnamed 'Fiery Bitch'
Bio: Neo is a mercenary in Roman's employ who uses her skills and semblance for Roman's sake if combat or quick getaways are needed. She's also a sadist and an Ice Cream addict.
KingVessel: Next Time on "A Knight's Guide to Becoming a Hero" is "The Shining Beacon" This is my first story so please review, okay?