(Welcome, kids, to the sixth chapter of Revved Up! WOOOOOO HOOOOOO!)
(RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth. Otherwise Roman would still be alive.)
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I woke up still a little tired. Blake's phone call last night, which I could barely remember the contents of, had kept me up for a while. Speaking of Blake, she seemed a little on edge. Heck, she had barely touched her Prune Bran!
"So… I noticed you were taking a call last night?" I asked, calmly.
"Ruby, I am so sorry. I didn't know you were awake." she apologized.
"Oh no, it's alright. I'd love to meet this 'Ilia' you were talking to." I reassured her.
"No… no you wouldn't." she trembled. "I… don't want you to get hurt, so if we see her… just stay out of it, OK?"
"I will help you however I can, sweetie. You have my word." I promised.
I then looked at the clock, as usual. 8:00. Getting better. I fed Zwei, had my last bite of toast, then strolled to Motorization 101. Upon arrival, I sat next to Jaune as Professor Port completed attendance, which is boring.
Then, he began. "Welcome back to Motorization 101, students. Today we will be learning about the history of Motorization, as well as the history of Humans and Faunus."
I paid full attention, because I needed good grades.
"Part 1, early history. At the beginning of time, Humans and Faunus, the creations of Illumino, God of Light, have existed on Remnant. We were once hunter-gatherers, chasing animals and collecting fruit for food.
Eventually, one individual, who according to records was a Faunus, invented fire. We learned how to cook our food, making it edible. With that, Humans and Faunus across the globe started inventing marvelous things, and people still do to this very day.
With all this good progress, the creations of Illumino were thriving. Seeing this, Scuros, God of Darkness, decided to change things up a little. Scuros was a wicked being, who found pleasure in the misery of others."
Yang raised her hand. "So he was a sadist?"
Everyone giggled a little. "Not that kind of pleasure." Port explained.
He then continued on with his lesson. "Wanting to cause us all misery, Scuros created the Grimm, monstrous creatures who feed on negative energy. The Grimm were hardwired to destroy Illumino's creations, absorbing their darkest thoughts.
The Grimm plan had… limited success, which is good. Humans and Faunus learned to create weapons to destroy the Grimm. As such, Scuro upgraded the Grimm, becoming the monsters we know and hate today.
We were outmatched, with no hope of survival. Illumino, hearing the cries of his creations, lent us the power to Motorize! Of course, we hadn't invented cars yet, so Motorization, then called Shakal Alwahsh by most civilizations, allowed masters of the craft to take the shape of a wild animal which had connected to them.
With this newfound power, people found new possibilities for life. One such possibility was war.
For example, the Jiwaki vs the Henha, the first recorded war in history. For ten years, the Jiwakese army, a legion of panther warriors, did bloody battle with the Henhanian battalion, a well-armed tribe of falcon soldiers.
The Henhanians had the advantage, considering the fact that they were airborne. And it got to their head, as records show. They destroyed cities, slayed innocent Jiwaki, and attacked tribes that had nothing to do with the whole thing, like the Asoasani, who ended up providing assistance with their platoon of shark sailors.
After ten whole years of slaughter, traumatization, and plain war crimes, the virtuous Jiwaki and their comrades had had enough. One night, as evidence details, Piyasi Apaniri III, emperor and general of the Jiwaki, led his people and the peoples of about twenty-four other tribes in a surprise attack on the Henhanian capital. The vile falcon people could not fight back in time, and their entire nation was brought to dust."
Weiss raised her hand. "Wasn't this whole sneak attack because the Henha were destroying cities? Why did Apaniri III feel it was right, then, to ransack the Henhanian capital?"
Port sighed. "Such was the way of ancient civilisations, I'm afraid. It's just like us all today; when blinded by anger, we make the same mistakes that were made years ago. I hope we can avoid making these mistakes, but instead learn from them. And with that, I conclude this lesson. It's about time you had lunch. Goodbye, students! See you next week!"
The girls and I went to lunch, and we sat in our usual seats. Today's lunch was meatloaf. It wasn't like Dad's, but it was alright.
Someone tapped me lightly on the shoulder, and I turned to see Penny, smiling at me. She skipped off to the women's restroom, and I told the girls I had to take a pee. I brought the meatloaf into the restroom, where Penny was waiting. I scooped a bit of meatloaf into my mouth, and said romantically, "Penny, your eyes are glowing." Changing my tone to sound a bit more casual, I pointed out, "No, like, literally, your eyes are glowing."
"I know!" Penny told me cheerfully.
"So, what's your secret?" I asked her.
Suddenly, Blake strolled in. "Heyo my girlfriends, I noticed you guys both came into the bathroom at once and I thought I'd join in."
"Just in time, then!" I smiled. "Penny was about to tell me a secret."
"Ok, here goes!" Penny exclaimed. "I…" she paused for suspense, "am actually a robot!"
It would be reasonable not to believe her. And naturally, Blake didn't believe her.
"...you're kidding, right?" she said, unimpressed.
"Would Penny lie to you, Blake?" I said, half jokingly, half serious.
"Admittedly, no she wouldn't, but this has got to be some kind of joke you two are playing on me." Blake said, slightly embarrassed at being pressed.
"Would this convince you?" said Penny, who proceeded to pull her own head off of her shoulders, leaving wires where it used to be. Blake certainly wasn't expecting that, and neither was I.
"Yes… yes it does. Now PLEASE put that back where it was, you're scaring me."
"Ok!" Penny said happily, and reattached her own head with a simple click, like a Lego snapping into place.
"That was so weird, and so hot at the same time." I said, blinded by love.
"All definitions of 'hot' in my wordbank do not fit this context." Penny said, confused.
"Well in this case, it means 'sexually attractive.'" I explained.
"Understood! Adding this definition of 'hot' to my internal dictionary." Penny confirmed.
Blake was amused by this, apparently. "Yeah, so you're the 'weird' half here, Ruby. Love you both."
"Love you too, sweetie." I smiled.
"I have romantic feelings for you as well, Blake!" Penny cheered.
I looked at my watch. "Wow, 1:30 already? Lunch is over!"
"Yeah, Yang and Weiss are either wondering what we're doing or arguing about something by now. Probably both." Blake joked.
"My teammates are most likely concerned for my health as well. I will tell them about this meeting to relieve that pressure!" Penny observed.
"That sounds good, Penny! See you later!" I called, as Blake and I left the bathroom, to find Yang and Weiss outside waiting for us.
"Sis, what took you so long in there? We were waiting forever for you!" Yang said, concernedly.
"Oh, nothing, just sharing secrets with Penny from PCMR." I assured her.
"...please be serious." she said quietly, probably thinking I had schmecks with Penny and Blake in the bathroom.
"I'm serious." I reassured her.
"Thank the GODS, I thought you did something terrible in there!" she sighed, relieved.
As we made our way back to RWBY dorm, I offered Blake some gummy-bears. She took half, leaving me with the worst flavors. I don't blame her, though. Grape flavor is good, no matter what they say.
At the dorm, Yang and Weiss decided to play som Swap on Weiss's Unmerabu system that her mother got for her. Rather than watch Yang win twenty-three times in a row, Blake and I decided to take a walk through the city.
We made small talk while we saw the sights, because that's what you do.
"Isn't this nice, honey? Just a nice walk, getting fresh air, seeing cool things." I beamed.
"Yeah, you're right!" she chuckled. "It really takes my mind off of…" Suddenly, she froze. I noticed people running and driving away from a tall girl with a ponytail, holding a long, thin sword. The woman turned, revealing a mask covering her eyes.
This was Ilia, wasn't it? And, didn't I see her in a dream last night?
Ilia turned to us and pointed her weapon toward Blake's face. "You." she growled, her skin turning bright red..
"Ilia. I thought we were friends." Blake criticized angrily.
"I thought so too." the long-haired lady glared. "But you just HAD to leave me behind, didn't you?"
"I didn't leave the White Fang because of you. I left because of him." Blake yelled.
"Shut up! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" Ilia yelled, about to thrust her rapier into Blake's throat, when suddenly, I reached out and ripped the blade out of her hands.
And all I said to her was, "You just messed up."
Ilia ignored me. "Blake… you've sunken to a new low. You've broken the first rule of the Code of the White Fang. Never, in your whole life, will you side with a human. I'm ashamed of you, and Adam will be too."
Blake stood strong. "I don't care about Adam… and I don't care about your stupid rules, either!" In her anger, she reached out and punched Ilia across the jaw.
"Oh, you're gonna regret that, pussy cat." Ilia taunted, her bright red skin beginning to glow. She reached out for a punch, and it landed, knocking the air out of Blake's lungs. Blake fell to the ground, stunned.
For me, that was enough.
"What in Illumino did you say to her, you scaly bitch?!" I kicked Ilia in her butt, causing her to fall, but she picked herself up quickly.
"If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get, pipsqueak." she taunted.
Shoot. I actually had no idea how to win a fistfight. Luckily, Blake did. Ilia soon found herself being punched behind the head, to which she responded to pulling out her rapier. Miraculously, it turned into a whip, which Blake dashed around, avoiding half of the attacks. Unfortunately, she found herself being struck by the tool about ten times, suffering multiple lashes to the neck.
I decided to play the stealth game, throwing a few punches from behind at a time while dodging whatever Ilia had to offer. It didn't work, though, and she beat me senseless. I was tossed down the sidewalk, suffering several scrapes along the way. I wasn't bleeding, thanks to my Aura, but it felt like I should be.
I Motorized, and aimed towards Ilia's head. As the sniper's bullet flew towards her, she turned and dodged. "That's impossible!" I thought to myself. "I shot a bullet at you, you can't just dodge a bullet!"
As she did an impressive backflip to dodge another round of bullets I fired at her, I noticed her adjusting her mask, presumably to keep it on. Then, I had a plan. I became human again, and ran towards Blake and Ilia, yelling three words:
"Blake! Grab her!"
And she did, rendering Ilia unable to escape. I got close enough to hear Ilia breath, and ripped her mask off of her face. Her bright red skin turned green and blue, and Blake let her go, watching as she slid onto her butt.
"I… have a few things I want to say." she said sadly.
"Go ahead, you're alright." Blake comforted her.
"Well, first of all, short girl… I'm sorry. For, you know, assuming you were weird because you're human. Also, for calling you a pipsqueak." she turned to me.
"I'm sorry too." I reassured her. "For calling you… what I called you. Just, don't call her a pussy again, ok?"
"Alright. And Blake, sorry for assuming that it was my fault you left. I know Adam did… things… to you, but wearing the mask… I wasn't myself. Thanks for understanding."
"Trust me, I know what that thing does." Blake sighed. "That's why I cast it off, so he couldn't control me anymore."
Ilia stood, her skin becoming its normal tone. "You know, standing here, I realize that you're just like me. We're both trying to make history. Violence in the past may breed violence in the future, but from now on, it'll be this way."
"I know where you got that from." Blake reminded her.
"Haha, yeah." Ilia chuckled.
As we walked back to Beacon, I turned to Ilia. "Hey, we're starting a harem. You wanna join?"
"You'd do that for me?" Ilia said, smiling.
"Seems reasonable." Blake accepted. "You can't go back to the White Fang, since by now, you'd get kicked out, so Beacon would be your best bet."
"Are you sure? I'm too old for school, so they'd think I'm hiding out there or something." Ilia doubted.
"We can talk things out with Ozpin." I assured her. "I'm sure he'd understand."
"So, Ms Rose…" Ozpin began, "You want me to let this woman live in your dorm."
"Yes, sir." I nodded.
"And you are aware that she is a member of the White Fang, correct?" he questioned me.
"If I may," Blake spoke up, "I was once also associated with the White Fang, and look at me."
"Fair enough." Ozpin accepted. "Ms Amitola, you may stay here, but please obey all the rules that a student would. Now, you don't necessarily have to show up to class, because that would be weird, but, you know, respect and all that."
"Yes, sir." Ilia nodded.
"Oh, and one thing." Ozpin added. "You didn't really have to ask me. Students are allowed to let other people stay in dorms for the school year, but the limit is three."
"I didn't know! Thanks, Headmaster!" I called as we left for the dorm.
"You three have a good day." he called back.
We took Ilia to the dorm, and introduced her to Yang and Weiss, who were on their forty-third game of Sheriff. As I suspected, Yang had won every game.
"Weiss, Yang, meet Ilia. She'll be staying here for the school year. Ilia, meet Yang and Weiss." Blake introduced.
"Hi guys, it's nice to meet you." Ilia said, nervously.
"Hey, wassup!" Yang cheered, trying to lighten the mood. "You're going to love it here. Just don't touch the Fritas Picantes in the snack drawer, those are mine."
"I don't like spicy stuff anyway, so it'll work out."
We agreed to tour the dorm tomorrow, and found a guest room next to the bedroom that we never really noticed before. We set it up for her, she set up a few of her belongings, and we got ready for bed, since it was almost bedtime.
As I slept, I dreamt of weird things which didn't have any sort of meaning. There was a tow truck, some weird dude with a hat that merged into his hair, and some girl with a really spiky ponytail. It felt like an anime.
It didn't have any meaning… right?
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(Well, I think I'm getting better already! I handled drama a little better. It went alright.)
(Chapter 7 coming soon! Leave a good review, read, enjoy, and stay tuned for more!)
(Also, no stinger this time, but maybe at the end of Chapter 8.)