A/N
Just thought I'd write something here, watching the new season got me pumped up about the series again, and decided to put this idea I've had for a while down on paper, or rather screen.
Anyway, read it, if you like it, leave a review, if you don't, give me some constructive criticism. Either way, tell me your thoughts.
Enjoy.
Prologue
Chapter 1 – Welcome to Beacon
Chaos Theory.
Everyone has heard of it at least once. Whether through study or entertainment, we all have a slight idea, but never ventured too far into the abyss of the complex equations and innumerable formulae that it held. But behind all those equations, all that madness and incomprehensible formulae, there is a single idea.
The idea that everything is determined by the conditions leading up to it.
Even now, the world is turning, the actions people are taking are moving it in a completely different direction from what it was just a second before, and those actions will continue to shape the world for thousands of years to come; just as we are shaped by the actions of those who lived thousands of years ago.
Everything is important, no matter how small; even a flap of a butterfly can cause a tornado after all.
But what would happen if something was changed? Even if it was just something small, almost insignificant, what would the world have become?
What if a man decided to head right at a the path's junction instead of left as the sign had said, would he have met a beautiful woman in a tower?
Or if a husband and wife decided to have another glass of wine before bed, would their child be a girl instead of a boy?
Or if a man hadn't forgotten his keys as he left the door, would he have run the red light on his way to work?
Or perhaps a girl hadn't stayed up late the night before, would she have been late to school and been walking across the road as a man ran the light?
Or perhaps….. perhaps a man said five instead of four? How would the world change from something like that? How would the lives of its inhabitants be different?
Well, as the saying goes; In the midst of chaos, there is opportunity.
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And one such soul who might be able to reach such an opportunity could be found on board an airship. Sleeping on the long seats that bordered the aisles below giant glass windows which showed the view over the city of Vale, one that many would call out as beautiful, amazing even, or,
"I can see signal academy from here!"
Or that.
The shout of a girl resounded as she pressed her face against the window in glee at the sight. She was a petite girl with black hair and red highlights. She still held immature features, even though everyone on the ship was still in their teens, she stood out so much that one could question if she was even old enough to be on the airship. She wore black, goth-like clothing with a black dress, tights and boots. But the most eye catching thing about her attire wouldn't be any of that, but rather the blood red cloak which fluttered behind her as she walked.
"I guess home isn't too far after all." She squeezed out quietly, even with her voice lowered to a whisper, it didn't go unnoticed by the blond who stood beside her and placed an arm over her shoulder.
In contrast to the red-cloaked girl, the blond wore bright clothing, albeit with a lot more skin exposure, wearing short shorts, a tight jacket zipped halfway up which emphasized her breasts. She also wore metallic, golden gauntlets, matching her long messy blond hair in colour. Taking it all in, she was dangerous…in more ways than one.
But she wasn't the only one who had some form of weapon, a closer look around and almost everyone seems to be carrying one, like the boy who was equipped with some sort of flaming sword, or the girl with an incredibly large rocket launcher on her back, hell, even the yo-yos someone was playing with in the corner had a dangerous glint to them. And the red-cloaked girl also had some form of rectangular metal on her back. It was to the extent that you wonder if they were child soldiers.
And you wouldn't be far off.
You see, each and everyone one of these kids were students, or at least they would be in a few days, enrolled in one of the four great huntsmen academies. Huntsmen were warriors whose duty was to protect the peace and fight for those who couldn't fight for themselves, while their main duties ranged from fighting the soulless monsters that were the enemies of the world, they may also take on less extravagant duties, ranging from catching a purse snatcher, working as security on big events, hell, some may even help you find your missing cat. And the Academies that could be found around the world helped raise such warriors. But the faces of everyone present held no hint of despair at having their life on the line, but rather brimmed with hope, with their determination, their courage to stand up to the injustice of the world.
But that doesn't mean they weren't nervous, the tone of the girl from earlier clearly conveying her nervousness. And she wasn't the only one, as a blond boy ran towards the nearest trashcan before his 'nervousness' overflowed, sadly he failed in his attempt however resulting in him spilling the contents of his breakfast onto the airship floor.
Evidently he had some homemade egg and onion sandwiches, unfortunate for the Faunus onboard as they covered their nose, along with a bow wearing girl who had been reading in the corner and a black haired boy who had been asleep until now, having been woken up by the smell.
"Ew, Yang gross, you have puke on your shoe!" While disgusting however, he seemed to have managed to knock away the nerves of a few, especially the red cloak wearing girl.
"Grossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgross!" The blond, named Yang, had been too distracted to watch were she stepped as the ship began landing and didn't notice the closeness of the boy, to her shoes dismay. The thought that would come to anyone's mind in such a scenario would to wipe it on the closest thing to them, sadly for the red-cloaked girl, it was her.
"Get away from me! Get away from me! Get away from me!" She cried as she dodged the blondes attempts.
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After 10 minutes of the ship landing, the students had piled at the door, A familiar blond hair being the first to leave as his nerves don't seemed to have calmed down yet, or perhaps at this stage it might not be nerves that's got him; flying sickness is quite common after all.
Naturally, a few familiar faces leave through the furthest point from him, such as a bow-wearing girl and a black haired boy, who exchanged a brief glance at one another in understanding at both purposefully leaving through the most packed doorway even though there was another with hardly anyone using. Human or faunus, the smell was just that bad.
"Finally, some fresh air!" The black haired boy shouted as he finally got through the stampede, taking exaggerated breaths as if it was his first time breathing.
Looking at the boy closely, he was quite tall, being roughly 6'1". His black hair was long, reaching just above his eyes and untamed, but rather than seeming messy, it gave him a wild charm, coupled with a grin which showed off his white teeth and sharp canines, he was rather handsome, as some passing students noticed. His sharp, golden eyes, contrasting nicely with his hair, looked like two stars alone in the night sky. He was wearing a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows and a midnight blue sleeveless utility jacket which hugged his torso tightly showing off his slim yet muscular build. He wore slim fitting cargo pants and black combat boots. He had a pair of gauntlets which were primarily dark blue, with some black to a lesser degree. They covered the outer part of his forearm and the back of his hand, with a matching set of shin guards which also covered the top of his boots. While normally something so simple would fade into the background, especially with the unique equipment of his peers, they seemed to stand out even more as unlike everyone else, he was lacking a weapon, and while there are quite a few people with gauntlets that could transform into or act as weapons, his couldn't, hence a few confused gazes coming his way from those who would label themselves as a weapons fanatic.
"How destructive, Faunus sense of smell or not, that just wasn't right." But, as if naturally, he ignored the gazes of others and exclaimed to himself, having finally rid his nose of the smell that polluted them.
"I guess humans and Faunus have something in common." At first, the sudden voice startled the boy, as he didn't realise he actually spoke aloud, but quickly realising it was the bow wearing girl from before, he replied with a wide grin,
"Yeah, we both hate the smell." Before laughing at his own joke, accompanied by the light chuckling of the bow girl. She was wearing a black and white outfit with purplish tights and white shorts, and of course, a black bow on top of her black hair which was quickly becoming her signature.
"So, I'm…."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Oh?"
As they tried to continue their conversation, they were quickly interrupted by the shouting of a girl falling from the sky, anyone with keen eyesight could see the fear in her face, as well as snot and tears being blown away by the wind, a truly regrettable appearance, but considering how she was falling from the sky screaming at the top of her lungs, I doubt many people noticed.
"Fufu."
Well, most people, as the boy let out a muffled chuckle while his eyes trailed towards the ground to see where she would land. Unlike before, keen eyes weren't needed to see the dust being scattered across the air by a girl fully clad in white as she waved a vial of dust towards a red-cloaked girl.
'Their aura should hold.' He thought as he waited for;
BOOM!
That which was the obvious outcome for anyone who knew anything about dust and how combustive it was. And, as he walked over casually, each step accompanied by the background music, or rather screams of a falling girl, a now empty vial rolled past him due to the blast.
'For a first day, there's definitely a lot going on.' He thought as he smiled, placing both arms out in front of him as he reached the two girls.
"What are you doing?" Was the thought of them both, voiced out by the lighter shaded of the two. Naturally, this was a normal thought to have when someone extends both arms out after walking up to you. And naturally, you would believe them to be in need of an instant check-in to the nearest mental institution, as no matter who you were, no matter you're background, you would never actually conclude that they were going to catch a falling girl from the sky. Now a normal person might have heard the screams, or have heard him reply something about looking up, but a normal person wouldn't have had their hearing slightly disorientated after surviving an explosion by dust. So naturally, when such a thing was true,
"HUUUHHHH!" The two girls shouted, both voicing their confusion at the same time as a girl landed in the extended arms of the boy right in front of them.
"She's out for the count."
At some point during the flight, it seems the passenger dozed off, I mean, at some point during the fall, it seems the girl had passed out. Her hair sticking up and out at odd angles due to the wind, and her clothing dishevelled to an extreme, a truly regrettable appearence. Falling out of the sky had that effect on people when they thought they were going to die, especially when any hope of living leaves you when your fall destination explodes.
"Unbelievable!" The walking snowman exclaimed as she managed to find her voice after the bizarre event, "This is exactly the kind of thing I was talking about, you sent this poor girl shooting into the air with your recklessness!"
It seemed she believed that the girl had been near them when they exploded and had been sent flying into the sky, not noticing her falling beforehand it was a reasonable assumption.
"Uh…I'm really, really sorry." It seems the redhead also believed such a thing.
"Sorry? Do you have any idea what could have happened if he hadn't caught her?!" The snowball kept shouting, it seemed she fully put the blame on the opposing party, a useful skill; no doubt she would make a skilled politician when she grew up.
"Ah…well." With the red cloaked girl twisting the tips of her index fingers together as she tried to put words together, it's clear she lacked such skills, feeling bad for what she did.
"And what are you even doing here, aren't you a little young to be here? Are you even allowed this far away from home without a guardian?" The white dressed girl went in for the final kill, her attitude was gradually getting on the nerves of the boy who just stood back and watched it all unfold, but before he spoke up,
"Hey! I said I was sorry, princess!" It seems she also got on the nerves of the red cloaked girl.
"It's heiress actually." As bow girl made her entrance, her calm voice was a beautiful contrast to the bickering of the two. "Weiss Schnee, Heiress to the Schnee Dust Company. One of the largest producers of energy propellant in the world."
"Finally, some recognition." The now named Weiss seemed pleased as she smiled smugly as the bow girl stroked her ego.
"The same company infamous for its controversial labour forces and questionable business partners." The amber eyed girl continued as she savagely teared down what she had just built up, resulting in a chuckle from the by as he spoke,
"Basically a bunch of assholes led by a bastard." He chuckled loudly.
"Wha…How dare…The nerve of…. Ugh!" The heiress storms off, grabbing the vial from the bow girl in the process.
"Do you know where the infirmary is?" The boy asks, remembering the girl now unconscious in his arms, and thinking he shouldn't just leave her on the ground.
"Yeah it's this way I'll show you." Luckily, it seems the bow wearing girl knows a bit about the school layout, leading the way. As they leave the scene, after having watched the irritable heiress storm off, the red cloaked girl turns around to introduce herself to the two who came to her rescue, only to watch them already leaving as well.
"Haaaahhh." She sighs, as she collapses to the ground, "Welcome to Beacon."