Hey guys, Spiffy here. I wanted to say thanks to the people who have been following this story, my most popular story after coming back to fanfiction. I have some news for you to explain my sudden disappearance and the future of my fanfiction creations.
My recent disappearance is due to a certain event that teenagers who go to school usually go thru, the event being my graduation ceremony. From planning, practicing, dressing up, doing the ceremony, visiting branching family, exams that happen after for some reason and everything after that, I've been quite busy. Long story short I'm officially a grown'd-up man-child after this week, yay!
However, you may have already put two and two together but this is going to affect my uploads greatly. I will no longer have access to my school's computers, I'll probably not have access to this shitty windows 7 computer in the future and may be even more busy with college and job stuff. However, I'll do what I can to get you uploads, just don't expect them to be frequent.
With this in mind, I should also answer the questions some might be thinking now.
Q: How long does 'frequently' mean?
A: Every 1-4 weeks.
Q: If Spiffy can't upload frequently will we be getting a bunch of uploads to make up for it?
A: Probably not, you'll for sure get one upload though.
Q: If Spiffy is only going to do 1 upload 1-4 weeks then will this/the other fanfics get canned?
A: Nope, in fact that's the next thing to talk about.
After some careful consideration of my readers habits, I realized that some of you may not look at my other fanfics. This means you haven't seen my list of uploads and crap. So I decided to make an account on discord to talk with you guys/girls about my fanfictions and stuff. The link is here [ /UnSzdT].
With that out of the way, lets see whats in the box of reviews!
Eragon1928374655: Pretty much. Thanks to Ditto, Jaune always analyzes everything he looks at, from a person's body to potential weapons. This also happens when he doesn't want it too. As for my name, my nickname has always been Spiffy and along the lines I came up with Spiffydescalchop because it rolled off the tongue.
HBgamer111: Thanks for the compliment.
proiu: Thank you for the compliment as well, I'll be sure to get the chapter done as soon as possible.
Xhope14x: You know what buddy? I fully agree with your problems. Not gonna lie, I knew it wasn't the most focused chapter and I'd probably go back and deal with some of the issues that I personally had with it. When I was writing it, I had to deal with a 'Tony'. Tony's are people who your good friends with and hang out with a lot. But when your on one side of a table doing work(Fanfictions in my case) they are on the other side looking at memes. Then when they find something funny, they interrupt your train of thought with a giggle followed by them showing you their phone in such a way you need to lean in and squint!...Sorry about that. Long story short I'll make the chapter better with the next upload.
death'sgodson1224-DGS: Another compliment, thank you very much.
Guest: I share the same thoughts on Weiss buddy. That's why I'm gonna have Ditto mess with her and then have Jaune comfort her. But for Blake...well...I calculated this part. If Jaune wasn't throwing up on the ship then he would meet up with Ruby earlier, that means he would end up being the one to confront Weiss before Blake would and Blake, like most introvert-esc characters, try to avoid two people yelling at each other, at least in my opinion.
Now what kind of author would I be if I updated without any real story?
(Location: Beacon Academy.)
(Time: Just before vol 1.)
(POV: Glynda Goodwitch.)
My name is Glynda Goodwitch and really want my job to be over. Every single day I have to deal with Ozpin's paperwork, deal with troublemakers and fight for my right to eat my food that I made a day prior, and that's just the morning. After that I have to deal with property damage, ungrateful brats, idiotic stunts I wish were performed by only the students, marking homework and the looming threat of total annihilation!
Despite the negatives of my job, I love it dearly. There isn't a day that goes by where I have to hide my smile because an underdog student succeeded. Or when a team comes back from a successful mission. It's just...all I want to do go back to the good ol days; where Grimm were thought to be mindless, where love could happen anywhere, where I could continue to increase the amount of cat photos in my special folder.
But alas, today is another reminder that life isn't easy. While I was making my rounds during lunch period I came across a strange man. He had only one arm and was covered head to toe in armor that was horribly chipped and missing segments. This man was currently peeking through a door to the female students change room. Obviously I couldn't let that stand. So I marched over to the ingrates location. The ingrate in question was mumbling words that I could barely make out.
I think he said. "Something, something, bunny bitch."
So called out to him. "What do you think your doing!?"
He turned to me, almost like he was expecting to be caught. But when he saw my face he jumped back in fear. "I thought you were dead!?"
Peeved I began clenching my fist and said. "I'm not that old trespasser."
Whether it was my words or because he was able to see my face clearly, he noticeably calmed down. He combed his hand threw his fingers and sighed with relief. Looking back to me once he was done calming down.
"Sorry, you reminded me of someone I knew." He said.
Catching the past tense part of his words I also sighed. "Sorry to hear that Mr…"
"Ditto."
" . But that won't excuse you from your punishment you'll be receiving for your perverse acts." I said sternly.
He smiled. "Does that mean I get to speak with Ozpin?"
"No, you shall be dealt with by my own hands." I answered.
Ditto frowned at this. "But I got to talk with Ozpin. If you aren't going to take me to him, then I'll go on my own." He said before walking to Ozpin's office.
As he was walking off, I sighed again as I pulled out my riding crop. With a flick of my wrist he flew to the wall and slammed into it back first. I walked over to him until I caught up to him and turned so we were face to face.
"And what pray tell is so important that you need to tell Ozpin in person?" I asked.
"Something secret." He replied.
"Secrets can lead to issues. Especially when your put on trial." I point out.
"Amazing news but I want to speak to someone qualified." He said.
"And the deputy of Beacon/Ozpin's right hand isn't qualified?" I asked with slight annoyance.
"Let's just say he's the only one qualified." Ditto said.
More annoyed than before I ask. "How is he qualified?"
The man shrugged on the wall. "Effort mostly."
I gave him a deadpan stare. "Right." I sarcastically said.
"May I ask you a question now?" Ditto asks.
I decided to humor the man, not like he was going anywhere. "Sure, I don't see why not."
He smiled smugly. "Before I was thrown to the wall, what did all of my previous sentences start with?"
The question puzzled me for a second as it had nothing to do with the previous discussion. But I did say I'd humor him.
"Something secret." "Amazing news but I want to speak to someone qualified." "Let's just say he's the only one qualified." "Effort mostly."
"Something secret."
"Amazing news but I want to speak to someone qualified."
"Let's just say he's the only one qualified."
"Effort mostly."
'Sale?' I thought. What significant about the word 'sale'? Unless he also meant the sentence where he asked the question.
"Something secret."
"Amazing news but I want to speak to someone qualified."
"Let's just say he's the only one qualified."
"Effort mostly."
"May I ask you a question now?"
"Salem?...!" Suddenly my eyes shot up to the mans stuck form to see him smirk with a savage smile.
Before I was able to act, my aura broke and he became free. Ditto then kneed me in the face, knocking me out. When I came to, I was in the medical ward with Ozpin at the side of my bed. He sipped his cocoa before realizing that I was awake.
"It's not everyday a student is able to take you down Glynda." He said with a chuckle.
I sighed as I sat up. "It wasn't a student Ozpin."
He raised a brow at this. "I hardly think a group would matter against your semblance."
"I mean that my assailant wasn't from Beacon." I corrected.
He looked down for a bit before looking back to me. "Do you need anything?"
"I need you to call the inner circle."
(Timeskip.)
We were gathered in Ozpin's office. Ozpin was in his desk with his cup in hand, Qrow was also here with his own beverage, I was at Ozpin's side glaring Qrow down and the rest of the headmasters were seen on the screen in front of Ozpin.
"What do you mean there has been a breach!?" James yelled.
"I said that we wouldn't continue until we're all here James. Our fellow headmaster of Shade has yet to-" Ozpin said calmly.
"We don't have all day Oz. If Salem's operatives are truly in the Beacon then we need to double security, in all our schools." James stated.
"Agreed, think of the children Oz. How will the populace feel if the place where Remnants next protectors are trained can't even protect themselves? Not only would we become a laughing stock, but the fear created from the news would make defending the academies even harder." Lionhart voiced.
"I don't know about you Oz but I think it's a terrible idea. Didn't anyone ever teach you not to show weakness Ironprick? Sure, we would have more defense but it also shows Salem that were on edge." The raspy voice of Qrow retorted.
James sighed before speaking again. "Then we-"
"I believe there is good points being made here. The best one being Lionhart's." Ozpin interrupted.
Qrow gave him a funny look. "Oz?"
Ironwood beamed. "Then you agree that we should-"
James was cut off again by Ozpin. "Which is why increasing defenses is the worst move to make right now."
"But-"
"James, doubling our defenses does stop unwanted guests from approaching. But this is a delicate and secretive matter, nobody knows of Salem's existence, if they did know then this would be the perfect move. However, because the populace doesn't know, we must make everything seem alright. Suddenly increasing security now would cause panic to form in the people." Ozpin carefully explained.
"Ozzy's right. If someone felt safe in a place and then suddenly a bunch of security showed up, then they'd begin doubting if the place was ever safe to begin with."
"That's how I fe-" As I was about agree with the voice, I find it oddly familiar.
Looking to the elevator, I saw the same man who escaped my grasp before standing there. His hand moved to his hip as he drew his rusted sword. Before I could react, Qrow lunged at him and swung his sword downward. The man did a spin to dodge and elbowed Qrow in the face, throwing the sword once Qrow was out of the way. It went straight for Ozpin and by reflex I caught it before it hit Ozpin but not before the sword destroyed the holoscreen.
Ozpin took a sip of his cocoa, unfazed by the blade in front of him. "It would have only grazed me Glynda."
I glared at him with disbelief before turning my glare to the assassin. "You! For one of Salem's lackeys you sure are foolish."
After finishing my sentence, Qrow got back up and held his blade to his neck. "Gotta agree with miss 'crop up the ass' over here pal. You'd think a pawn of the queen would be smarter."
"Well I couldn't just let those idiots overlook one big problem with their 'solution'." The man said.
"And what may that what may that be ? What did they overlook to make you blow your cover and faux attack me?" Ozpin asked.
Ditto put his hand to his chin. "Well, for people who are so concerned with infiltration, they forgot one big part of their plan. Unless your rich and live in Atlas, people need to recruit new security. Said recruits can easily be replaced by the ones your at war with or just be people your at war with. Makes the whole point of security useless and hypocritical."
Ozpin nods his head. "How very right you are . Now from what I've heard, you wish to speak with me. But before that, may we ask you a few questions?"
"Ask away." Ditto said.
I took this chance to ask a question of my own. "How did you get here without anyone noticing?"
"I used the elevator." He answered.
"I mean on school grounds?" I asked with more detail.
"Used the front door." He answered again.
"Why did the pilots-" I was about to ask before being interrupted.
"Now Glynda, while I do like to answer your continuous and pointless questions. I think the other kids want a turn." Ditto quipped while gesturing to Qrow and Ozpin.
Qrow waved his offer away while stifling a chuckle. "Nah, don't mind me. I for one am enjoying this."
I glared at him which only broke the floodgates of laughter he was suppressing. Ozpin silenced us both with his question. "Do you work for Salem?"
"If I was, I sure wouldn't be here to ask for a favor." The man replied.
Ozpin raised a brow. "Oh, you want a favor? What might this favor entail?"
"Well that...needs some context and some privacy." He said while rubbing the back of his head.
After a few seconds passed, Ozpin said. "Very well."
"Ozpin!?" I ask with a startled tone.
"They don't need to leave now. They can listen to the context all they want, they'll hear it sooner or later. The request itself is private because it's half personal and half something you wouldn't care about anyways. So please stay seated and let me make a fool of myself." Ditto explains.
We sit down and prepare ourselves for whatever he's about to say, keeping our weapons out just in case. "Now let's not sugar coat shit. The world you live in is fucked. Something big is about to happen and from what I'm told, it's going to change the world for the worst."
"You don't mean Salem, do you?" Ozpin asks.
Ditto shrugs. "Who knows? All I know is that I wouldn't be here if it wasn't an issue you can solve on your own."
"Care to elaborate?" Ozpin asks.
"Well that's where this blows the craziest thing you've heard out of the ballpark. I'm from the future." Ditto boldly states, causing a deafening silence.
Qrow is the first to break the silence. "He must be drunker than me."
"You can't be serious? That's improbable!?" I shout.
"Now, now, you two. This situation is similar to when I told you about the existence of Salem and magic. In truth, I'm as skeptical as you are but as long as he has evidence I'm willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. Which should be easy if he's from the future, he should have plenty of evidence at his disposal to convince us after all. Future event's to be exact." Ozpin point's out.
We all look to Ditto for said evidence. "You'd be right to think that. But it isn't as easy as you think. You see, in order to come to the past I had to make a deal with a god named Chronos. This deal put me on a very short leash and makes it possible to tamper with the future without permission. The reason for this is to stop me from messing with the flow of time."
"So what your saying is you don't have evidence and cultist has you by the balls?" Qrow sarcastically asks.
"Oh I have evidence. Just gotta give you context for the context. The way Chronos has stopped me from changing the future isn't by giving me a list of 'do's and don'ts'. He's placed a curse on me to ensure I don't slip up accidentally or do something stupid. Having knowledge of the future is great but changing the past too much will have dire consequences." Ditto takes a deep breath before continuing. "For example; say a soldier dies in battle and their death not only increases troop moral but also gives the army support from another country and sparks an increase in new recruits, thus winning them the war. But if someone warns this soldier of their death and how they die. The soldier, because of the knowledge, avoids death and in turn, stopping the moral, recruit and support from happening."
"So that means any information you gave us as evidence has a chance of losing it's worth as soon as we know it?" I question.
"Yup." He responds.
"Then why bother telling us this in the first place? Why are you even here if you can't change the future you seek to change!? Wouldn't your very existence change the future!?" I question further.
"Missy please, anything I do either won't do shit to the future or is allowed by my boss. If I try to touch something I'm not allowed to, the curse will proc and cause me to faze right through. If I try to say something I'm not allowed to, the curse will proc and make it seem like I said nothing at all. This stops me from changing things Chronos doesn't want to change. Therefore, any action I do, including speaking to you, is allowed by him." He replies.
Irritated, I stood up and vocalized me views. "What gives him the right to say what changes and what doesn't!?"
He gave me an odd look, like I had said something stupid. "He's the 'God of Time' Glynda. He can, you know, control time itself. He has the ability to see the future, or more accurately, the ability to see the consequences of actions. With an ability like that, why wouldn't he have the right? Especially when his end goal saves tour world in the end."
I was about to retaliate, but Qrow decided to butt in himself. "Can we take a step back please? My interest has been piqued by this 'curse' of yours."
Ozpin nods in agreement. "Mine as well. You've been very careful with the information given so far, which is to be expected, but what purpose does revealing your curse have?"
Ditto smiles at Ozpin's observation. "The reason I brought it up is because it's my evidence."
"How so?" Qrow asks.
"Well as much as I'd love to touch everything in Ozzy's office, I think that activating the curse through words would be better. You see, the curse doesn't stop me from talking, it stops me from saying things that could change the course of history. A lie, a truth or a compliment; if it can cause a huge change in the future then the curse will prock. But there is an odd little quirk to it. Say I tell someone a secret of their friends, said secret that could sever their friendship, the person I'm telling won't think I said anything, but their friend who knew the secret initially will hear me say it." Ditto says.
"So if you say something one of us knows-" I start.
"Then one, if not, all of us won't hear it." Qrow finishes.
Ditto gives us a smile and a nod before crossing his arms. Qrow and I look to Ozpin, finding him take a large swig of his cocoa before setting it down beside him. Hands clasped together, he stared into Ditto's eyes.
"Well go on then." Ozpin commanded.
To me, Ditto appeared to walk around in circles with a contemptuous face before spinning to face Ozpin again. I would have thought he was messing with us if I didn't see Ozpin's face contorted with shock. Seconds later, he began to stare blankly at his work in front of him.
I walked over to Ozpin and put a hand on his shoulder. "Ozpin?"
Ozpin sighed as he pushed up his glasses. "That...that is indeed proof of your claims, ."
Qrow speaks up. "Whoa there Oz. How do we know he isn't using his semblance to mess with your mind?"
"Because semblances that affect minds require the user to know what their creating. And the words he said to me haven't been said to me for thousands of years. It's something that only Salem and myself know." Ozpin says with conviction.
I grimace. "With all due respect Ozpin. If you and Salem are the only ones who know, she could easily have-"
"Salem wouldn't tell anyone what he told me. Besides, I could tell he wasn't hostile from the beginning. You could even say I had a gut feeling that he wasn't an underling of Salem." Ozpin states.
"Well one of you is convinced. Maybe I should tell them about your dustube cosplay streams ." Ditto threatened.
"W-wha!-?" I sputtered with wide eyes.
"I haven't seen her make a face like that before." Ozpin says.
"What'd he say to make you flustered Glynda?" Qrow asks me.
"N-nothing at all!" I defended with a panic.
"Maybe he isn't spouting bullshit. What kind of dark secret did terminator over there say? Could it be a student-teacher relationship!?" Qrow teased.
While Qrow was laughing like an idiot, Ditto turned to him. Like Ozpin, Qrow's face changed instantly. But Qrow's face was one of embarrassments mixed with a deep blush.
"I was young and wanted to experiment alright!" Qrow shouted.
Ozpin and I couldn't help but take advantage of this situation. "And what did he say to you ? Do tell the class." I said with a smirk.
"And I thought Glynda's expression was amusing." Ozpin said with a smirk.
Before we were able to tease Qrow more, a clap got our attention. "Alright guys, that's enough. As fun as it is to see you tear into each other, I still have business with Ozzy over here. So unless you have any more questions, I suggest you two leave and tell James and Leonardo that you're alright. Don't want an Atlas fleet on your doorstep now do you?" Ditto says.
"Speaking of James and Leonardo, if what Oz says is true and you missed on purpose, then your purpose of throwing your sword was to destroy the monitor, right?" Qrow asks.
"Yup."
"Then why did you destroy the monitor? You told us about your future, why couldn't the other headmasters know?" Qrow prods more.
Ditto gives us a blank stare. "Mostly because of Ironwood. Sure, he's a good guy and knows how to run an army. But do you honestly expect me to say, and prove, I'm from the future in front of him? In front of the man who overreacts when endangered and can summon an entire military force with the tickle of his left testicle? I think not."
Nodding at his reasoning, no matter how crude it was put, he was right about Ironwood. James always had his heart in the right place when he acted but always ended up making rash decisions. If he knew what happened in the future, he would save everyone he knew would meet an early end and in turn make the rest of what he knew obsolete. Well, that is only if Ditto's knowledge really does come from the future.
Ditto's claims and their authenticity is something I'm still on the fence about. Ditto did have his 'evidence' to back up his claim but Qrow's concerns have just as much weight. On one hand, he's a prophet warning us of a threat we can't hope to face. On the other hand, he is merely a man using semblances, whether his own or a partners, to force us to believe his claims are true. It leaves a bitter taste in my mouth to be told something while being unable to trust it.
There is one thing I'm certain of though. Ozpin believes him without question. The look in Ozpin's eyes is something I never thought I'd see from Ozpin. Eyes that once held profound wisdom were now ones of trust, companionship and fear. Makes you wonder what Ditto said.
(Pov: Ozpin.)
"..."
My body was on autopilot.
"... .~~…"
After Ditto revealed his way to prove himself.
"...t.~~e…"
He had walked over to my desk and from the looks of it, activated his curse.
"...'.~~i~…"
It became apparent the curse was in affect when Qrow and Glynda both stared at his previous position.
"...n.~~d~e…"
Then he pressed his hands down on my desk and leaned forward, whispering a few choice words.
"...a.~~ ~i~…"
Once those words left his lips, I found myself unable to breathe as I began hyperventilating.
"...c.~~t~d~e…"
I hid this fact from my companions using my poker face, a skill I've learned over the years.
"... .~~'~ ~ie…"
Thoughts of killing the man in front of me surfaced from the confines of my mind. To end him before the truth got out and left me broken and betrayed once more.
"...m.~~n~t~di~…"
But I extinguished these thoughts. He himself said that he is incapable of spreading information that will affect the future.
"...e.~~a~'~ d~e…"
And from his body language, I could tell he wasn't lying about that fact.
"..l.~~c~n~t ~ie…"
If I think about it, this is actually a blessing in disguise.
".a.~~ ~a~'t~die…"
A man from the future, a man with vast knowledge...
"S.~~m~c~n'~ di~…"
A man who came to the past to save mankind...
".~~e~ ~an~t d~e…"
A man who came to me for aid…
"~~l~m~ca~'t ~ie…"
Despite the despair…
"~a~e~ c~n't~die…"
Despair brought from three words…
"S~l~m ~an'~ die…"
The simple and undeniable truth that-
"Salem can't die."
"That's what I said." Ditto confirmed.
"...you know of this fact and yet you still persist? People I have told in the past have either defected and joined Salem or fall into despair, making Salem's goals easier to accomplish. What makes you different." I ask.
"I killed her for one. Turns out words aren't shit if proven wrong. Another reason could be the fact the younger me is going to be learning under your guidance." Ditto lists off.
"Ahh. I suppose there would be a younger version of yourself, wouldn't there?"
Ditto smiles, swelling with pride. "Yup. Your gonna love Ozzy. He's courageous, filled with justice and can fight like the entire world depends on it. He was actually the main focus of my first task after coming to the past. Said task was to train him with my future skill and knowledge so he can divert the future calamity."
"And in turn make you stronger, correct?" My words cause Ditto to visibly wince.
Scratching the back of his head, Ditto says. "Well...I'll be honest Oz, I haven't told you the full truth about my origins, it was the part for yourself only." Ditto admitted.
I lean forward in my chair. "I'm all ears."
"While I am from the future, it isn't yours. It's a parallel one with enough similarities to confidently give me a basic outline of events in this one." Ditto said.
"Parallel?"
"Yeah. I would become stronger like you said if I was from your future but sadly that's not the case. There's millions of worlds parallel to this one, each with a list of differences. For example, this world's difference is that the hidden war with Salem isn't going to end with a victor. Nobody is going to live; not you, not Salem, not even the two brothers." Ditto bluntly stated.
"Does that mean it's pointless?" I asked him with growing concern.
"It would be. But Chronos brought me here to fix that. For the past few years, I've been doing a whole bunch of things that will eventually snowball into controlled chaos down the road. Hopefully, this discord will be enough to throw your world into uncertainty. Personally I think it's better than a future were extinction is the only outcome." He says.
"Isn't it bad to change the future? I do believe we had a huge discussion about it earlier." I reminded him.
Ditto tsks. "Ozzy, your world is doomed to die. If we really want to change the future of your world, we gotta get our hands dirty. I know that from experience."
"Is that why you were chosen to aid our world?" I ask him.
This caused Ditto to falter for a second. "Not sure actually. I mean I am good with a sword. I was also able to give peace to my world before leaving."
I smiled. "Yes, your world. Could you tell me about it? I'm a bit curious what differences our worlds have?" I ask.
"From what I've seen and have been told. The difference between our worlds is that the 'good guys' and 'bad guys' have reversed roles so to speak." Ditto says.
These words cause my smile to falter. "What do you mean?"
He chuckled a bit. "Let me put it like this. In my world, there is a woman of infinite life named Salem, whose charisma and tactical prowess helped her lead a revolution against a tyrannical wizard named Ozpin. Ozpin ruled with an iron fist, taught an elite squad called hunters to keep the populace in check and any time he died, he'd hijack another person with similar potential's mind and use them as a new host."
He let me have time to process the words before beginning again. "Then there's your world. In this place, there's an undying witch named Salem who manipulates others from the shadows. She and her shadow army fight against an ancient hero of old named Ozpin. Ozpin trains huntresses and huntsman to protect the piece, working together with them and like minded souls to hopefully put an end to Salem's looming threat."
I couldn't help but chuckle at his storybook esc summaries for our worlds. But as fun as it is to think of me as a tyrant, there is one question I have yet to ask. "What role did you play in your world? You look capable and know information I assume was kept close to the chest, so you obviously played a big role in your world."
"Curious about which side I'm on?" Ditto asks with a sarcastic tone.
"You did say you weren't a lackey of Salem's. But that could mean't your world exclusively, meaning you were working for a tyrant." I pointed out.
Ditto laughed. "Didn't think of that! But you don't need to worry...well, not anymore anyways. I did work for you way back when you were at war with Salem. I killed her, she told me something that woke me the hell up, and I slaughtered every last one of your staff members and students."
Like that, my concerns grew further. "...that doesn't put me at ease Ditto."
"What do you-Oh, your worried about the 'me' in this world. I don't think you'll have to worry about it. The 'me' in this world won't defect, this I guarantee." He consoles.
"Why is that?"
Ditto sighs. "Look Ozzy. Just because my world changes who is good and bad, doesn't mean we're born that way. Everything is born neutral, it's our environments that mold us. You could say that my world purposely put me in a bad situation so that I would side with you. Your 'me' without the sad backstory will get to you and stay with you withou-shit!"
"Ditto?"
"We keep getting off track, I need to ask you a favor. Can you allow me, young me, to join Beacon?"
I hesitate before slowly nodding. "Sure, but I'll need details, like why you need my help in the first place. You were able to get into Beacon before, why can't this 'you' do it again?"
He rolled his eyes. "Fine, make me waste more time. In my world, I was abused by my family. Eventually I had enough and killed them. Thinking my talents were being wasted, I falsified my transcripts and entered your school."
"Not the details I was referring-"
"The 'me' in this world has a loving and overbearing family. Eventually that makes him run away. Without any training, he would have falsify transcripts and enter your school."
"Still not-"
"Now with me in the picture, mini-me has combat experience due to my teachings and will find it unwise to falsify transcripts."
"Stop interrupting me and get to the point ."
"Fine. When I entered your school, I had experience and talent with a blade. My skill caught the Vale council's interest and found out about my false transcripts but other you forced them to let it slide due to my skill. Mini-me would have entered your school with so little combat ability that they would have flown under the Vale council's radar. The 'me' with my tutelage will not fly under the radar, his transcripts will become exposed and due to his ability, will be seen as a threat by the council, similar to how Glynda saw me." Ditto states, putting everything into perspective.
"Ah."
"Yeah. That's why I want you to formally invite the kid. That way you can tell the council that you judged his worth for yourself and deemed him safe."
I lean back in my chair, pretending to think it over. "...I suppose I can do that for you. But before anything can be put into stone, I'll need a name."
"Jaune Arc."
Now this caught my attention. Jaune Arc was a boy who went missing years ago and was just recently found. If what Ditto has told me is true, then he was kidnapped by Ditto. No, that's not right, he kidnapped himself. Yes, himself.
"Does that mean I should call you now?" I ask.
Ditto/Jaune shakes his head. "Just keep calling me Ditto. The Jaune Arc from my world's story has already ended. Now it's time for green bean to shine."
"Perhaps you shouldn't keep 'Ditto'." I warned.
"Why the hell not?"
"Because 'Ditto' isn't a color. I don't know your worlds standpoint on this, but in this world, a child without a color related name is considered a taboo child of sorts. A parent who names their child something other than a color when their last name isn't one either is seen as oppressing the child. That or the parent didn't care enough to give their child a unique name." I explain.
Ditto put a hand to his chin. "I think I did hear something about that. But who cares, just keep calling me Ditto. Hell, use my name as an alibi for why I'm such an asshole!"
"If that is what you wish. Now let's hope your last sentence doesn't foreshadow any issues with my request."
"Your request?"
"It's more of an offer really but yes. Could you please teach at my school?" I ask.
Ditto sharply inhales through clenched teeth. "I dunno Ozzy. After mini-me's training was complete, I was told to lay low, become an observer and entrust the future to him."
"A pity." I sadly say.
Ditto then proceeds to look upward with a confused expression, an expression that I know well. Something was speaking to him and whatever it was saying appeared to be good. He smiled and looked back at me.
"Well, well, well Ozzy. Looks like a god finally decided to answer some prayers! See you next semester." He cheered before walking to my elevator.
"Glad to hear it. But we need to go over the curriculum you'll be teaching." I say with a raised voice.
He looked over his shoulder. "Have some faith in the future-guy. I know what you'll be teaching, what class you desperately need and a whole curriculum planned out. All you need to do is sit back and enjoy the results."
With that he left my office. Alone with nothing but my thoughts, I turned to my window. Today I was told that the world I fought so hard to protect was going to end. But instead of feeling despair, I felt hope. For once in my life I was forced to look down and in doing so allowed me to see a puddle, a puddle that reflected the sky with more beauty than I thought possible.
This morning, my life was one that foretold mankind's end set in stone. A fate created by the hands of my undying ex-lover/nemesis who I had no hope of defeating. And to combat said unkillable threat was a group of either strong but self centered individuals or weak selfless individuals.
But in the span of an hour I was promised a student strong as he was heroic. Told that there is indeed a way to finally end Salem's life and eternal misery. Found a fate set in stone can be destroyed be a drill made of steel. Finally, after a life of constant failure, I had a chance to succeed.
Before I leave, this is my plan for future updates at the moment.
The Last Phantom Thief: Dead/rebooted.
The Jokes on You: Story creation on hiatus. I've been trying to piece together enough story to fit into three volumes of RWBY. I have something decent already and will continue later on.
The Four Yato(Subject to change): Story creation on hiatus. Like the story above, I know which direction I'm going with the story, just need to properly piece it together.
RWBY: Gamer With a Twist: Story on hiatus, future chapter planning in progress. When I started writing again, I decided to take it easy and make a simple, yet fun, story about video games that evolved into what it is today. It wasn't anything serious and barely anything was planned out. That changes now. Because I have a solid foundation for the story, a handful of supporters and haven't touched the canon outside of the dark god, I decided now would be a good a time as any to start planning. I do have ideas for the RWBY canon portion but simply jumping to what I have down wouldn't be doing the story justice.
Hidden World: Story on hiatus, future chapter planning in progress. This story is a good story in my opinion. It has a cool premise and tons of potential but the biggest issue is that this story is something far more political in nature, something I know nothing about. But I will come back to this story eventually.
Demonic Wisdom: Story creation on hiatus. I love DmC's style and wish to do it justice. That's why I've been looking around other fanfics for good pointers for this kind of fanfic. But alas, what I found was disappointing. I looked up fanfics only to find very few long yet good ones that aren't in another language(For some reason English DmC fanfics are almost non existent. Spanish ones have no such issue but English is where draws the line apparently.).
Comical Aftertale: Story creation in progress. It took almost a year but it's finally coming.
An Arcing Dimensional Spectrum: Story on brief hiatus. The RWBY-Chibi of rooster teeth(Jelloapocalypse's opinion, not mine.) as it is oddly popular and well loved. The first book(Yes, first book.) has been planned and is going to be made post haste.
P.S. This is a behind the scene bonus for your pleasure. See you later, Spiffy.
P.P.S 's spell check really hates compound words and RWBY names.