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Here we go
*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*
The sound of the alarm clock buzzed in the quiet dorm room with each occupant waiting if one of their roommates would be so kind enough to get out of bed and snooze it.
Knowing that it was hopeless, and that Carolina might have acquired a bit of newfound laziness due to being around the reds and blues for a while now, David Washington propped out of his comfortable bed sheets and trudged his way to the clock like a zombie rising from the dead.
The teen freelancer ruffled his messy blond faux hawk and checked the time on the alarm. Bold, digital numbers displayed that it was still 7:00 AM in the morning. '2 hours before our first class, could have gotten some more shut eye though' he thought to himself as he yawned. He planned to return to sleep but saw that Carolina moved out of her covers and stood up stretching.
"Morning" she greeted.
"Hey." Wash answered back.
CCDT's two members glanced at the other half of their team who were still sleeping on their monstrosity of a bunk bed. Caboose was cuddling Freckles like a teddy bear while Tucker slept with an open magazine of 'Busty Atlesian Beauties' perched on top and covering his face. It was a mystery on where the aqua simulation trooper could have acquired such a coveted skin mag.
"So, what's the game plan boss?" Wash returned his attention to Carolina.
"We should probably get breakfast first and freshen up right after. And let the guys catch up if they're awake." The redheaded freelancer replied as she inspected Beacon's uniforms. It was a bit too formal for her and Wash's taste but they accepted it nonetheless.
"I agree, they're probably still asleep, save for Sarge I guess."
What followed right after were two shotgun blasts and screams of the occupants next door and some of the other dorms. Sarge's voice could be heard barking "Rise and shine you maggots!"
"Well, looks like team SSDG is already up." Washington concluded.
"Why in the ever living fuck did you choose to shoot me Sarge!?" Grif's voice could be heard as he hollered at his superior.
"That sounds like a new patient~ and an early one too!" Dr. Grey cheerily piped up in a singsong voice
"I'm fine doctor Grey, no need for a medical exam!" Grif quickly answered.
"Correction, everybody is up." Wash restated.
/Professor Port's Class/
The reds and blues were now sitting in a lecture hall facing down a table in the middle of the room, with a blackboard behind it filled with various drawings of the species of grimm and their anatomy. The simulation troopers arrived early and were now waiting for class to start.
Simmons was opening his textbook and was arranging his glasses but stopped as heard Sarge grumbling some incoherent phrases.
"What's the matter sir?"
Sarge stopped whatever he was doing and turned to the glasses clad red.
"Nothing that you should be concerned about Simmons" He answered.
Simmons saw what Sarge had made in the desk team SSDG shared in their seats. There was a crudely drawn blueprint of some machine that most likely would kill whatever was in that metal cage in the drawing and had Grif standing on a giant X mark in front of it.
Simmons now saw that there was indeed a giant metal cage in the room and from what he could see and hear, the cage rattled a bit and had growling noises coming from it.
'That can't be good.' he thought to himself. His assumptions were that there was a grimm trapped inside of it and might be released in order to test them. The guy who had captured it might have been ballsy or just lucky in general. Anyways, they just had to wait and see.
"The 'heck are you planning this time Sarge?" Tucker asked from behind them. Team CCDT was sitting in the row above and behind team SSDG. The aqua sim-trooper pocketed his scroll in his uniform's pants and peered to look what Sarge had formulated in a blue print. It was a complete irony. The red colonel often refuses to use things that had the word blue in them or were colored blue in general. And now, there he was, using a material that he deemed to have been cursed or made by 'blue hands'.
"You're lucky this time thin mint 'cause today, you aren't currently involve in this scheme of mine. Only a certain gold tub of lard shall be harmed in the making of this event." Sarge responded as he went back to drawing his plans.
"For the last time, my armor is frigging orange! Seriously, did no one here ever take art classes when they were kids?" Grif angrily voiced his frustration on another one mistaking his usual color. He huffed as he grabbed a cigarette from his back and pulled out a lighter to smoke.
"Your input on this Grif?" Tucker asked the smoking man.
"Honestly, I don't give a shit." Grif answered as he puffed out some smoke. The room was still a bit empty so no one could rat him out smoking, which was clearly a violation in the academy. "For every plan that he tries to make, it always backfires and I just go away scot free. So just let him do his scheming."
"This time it won't fail numbnuts!"
"I already heard that a thousand times Sarge."
The doors to the lecture room were opened and came in the first year students. Teams RWBY and JNPR saw them and made their way to sit right next to the simulation troopers.
"Morning fellas!" Nora being the hyperactive and cheery one was the first to greet them and sat right next to Donut, her so-called 'second best pal.'
"Howdy there my ginger haired friend" Donut greeted her cordially "You seem excited."
"You betcha! It's the first day of class and I and Renny here are just as thrilled to be here!"
"That was only you Nora." Ren, the monotonous one corrected his longtime friend and tried to placate the bubbly hammer wielder.
Nora ignored her partner's words and continued on with her ranting. "Ooh, I also dreamt last night the memory we experienced as kids when we were roughing it out on our own."
"Really?" Donut was curious "please do tell."
"Yes! There we were, it was a dark and stormy night as we left our camp." She began to regale her tale.
"It was an inn." Ren corrected.
"We were tasked by the village chief to hunt down five, no six deathstalkers!"
"It was a request board that said to eliminate two beowulves." Ren corrected her again. "Oh hush Ren." Nora stopped her friend and continued to narrate her grand adventure.
Meanwhile, team JNPR's other duo sat next to team FLGR who were in varying states of moods. JD slept as he rested his arms and head on the desk table, Lopez, who was covered in a poncho and baggy pants that were colored similarly to beacon's uniforms, was adjusting the screws in his hand. Doc and Dr. Grey were just waiting patiently for class to start. Doc tapped his pencil on his book and Dr. Grey hummed a small tune.
"Hey guys, what are you doing?" Jaune asked as he sat next to Doc.
"Oh hello there Jaune, were just waiting for class to start. It's kind of surprising that we got here so early." Doc responded to the blond boy.
"We were also planning to arrive here early" Pyrrha said in her regal tone "but Nora forced Ren to make her twenty stacks of pancakes for breakfast."
Jaune shuddered. "Gee, and I could only eat 4 at best and be full."
"Wow. And she doesn't feel any problems right after that?" Dr. Grey responded upon hearing this revelation.
"What's scary is that she wasn't even content with it. Plus, to make things more startling is that she emptied an entire bottle of syrup." Jaune concluded.
"And she didn't even collapse? Because at that point, I'm going to have a sugar rush just eating that many and faint afterwards" Doc muttered.
"Yup, just what I was thinking." The blond knight nodded in understanding.
Team RWBY sat right next to team CCDT.
"Hi guys" Ruby happily greeted them.
"Hey Ruby." Wash greeted back. "You seem chipper this morning, what's up?"
"Duh, it's my first class here in Beacon. You must be crazy not to be happy about that!"
Weiss chose to butt in. "Yes, but you mustn't show it outwardly like that you dunce."
"You're such a mood killer Weiss-cream. Let Rubes have her fun." Yang defended her little sister. "If you dare repeat that nickname, I swear you're going to regret it Xiao-Long." Weiss seethed.
"Nah, I think Weiss-cream just suits you, or how about Ice Queen since you are so cold and bitter."
The Schnee heiress gasped upon hearing this and refuted. "It's called being mature and acting proper. I'm sure an unlady-like barbarian such as you would fail to understand."
The blonde brawler's eyes flicked to a shade of red for a moment and growled "Care to run that by me again, princess?"
Washington sensing the tension played the role of the mediator to come things down. "Now now, no need to come to blows. It's only the first day." He said as he tried to calm the two of them down.
"Isn't it kind of eerie that you sound like the headmaster?"
Washington merely chuckled awkwardly.
"Any thoughts on that Blakey?"
"Hm?" The ribbon wearing student stopped her intense gaze on her novel and spared a glance at her partner. She raised an eyebrow as she didn't listen.
"Aw, you guys are no fun. Just like Weiss-cream."
"Hey!"
"Ice cream? Where can I get some?" Caboose, who misheard the nickname as one of his favorite snacks scooted closer and joined in on the conversation.
"Hey there Caboose, I'm just talking about Weiss over here." Yang gestured to the white haired heiress. Weiss and Caboose looked at each other for a moment but the Schnee scowled, turned away and crossed her arms with a 'hmph'.
"Do you have some Ice cream, white lady?"
"Were you even listening you dolt-
"Neat!" Caboose exclaimed as he moved closer to Weiss. The Schnee looked on with horror as she tried to move away but was unfortunately grasped with Caboose's bear hug.
"Get away from me you nincompoop! Do you even understand what personal space means!? Ruby help!"
Ruby giggled while Yang laughed as they watched the display happening right in front of them.
Tucker shook his head at watching his partner grappling onto the girl with brute force. He wanted to talk with someone new to pass the time and noticed that there was some empty space between him and Blake so he moved closer and sat right next to her.
"So, I see you like reading?"
Blake didn't pay that much attention to him and continued to read her book with a neutral expression. But, she did respond to him with "It's one of my favorite hobbies."
"Oh that's cool." Tucker paused for a moment and thought of another approach.
"I like reading too."
Once hearing this, Blake closed her book for a moment and gave Tucker her full attention. "You do?" she asked him in what appears to have some hope in her voice.
"Yeah, I like reading comics and magazines."
That caused her to deflate. "Oh."
"But… your novel over there is interesting though."
Blake smiled as she showed him her book. "It's one of my favorites, 'The man with two souls'. It's a about a man who has two souls inhibiting his body, each trying to fight for control and dominance."
"Domination, eh?" Tucker smirked. "So, you're into those types of things?"
Blake, who seemingly understood what Tucker was implying at blushed and frowned "I-it's nothing about that." She stammered.
"Haha, I'm just messing with you there. Although I am curious about it, do you mind if I borrow it?
"Now?" she asked as she looked around her to see if people are staring
"Sure." Tucker replied back "unless if there's a problem about it."
"H-how about we read it together later, in the library?"
Tucker was contemplating on whether to accept the offer and enjoy his free time reading with a hot chick like Blake, alone together in the library, or get a sneak peek on what was in that story. Usually he would always choose the first one but for now, he picked the latter.
"No time like the present." Tucker said as he snatched it from her hands "Yoink!"
"Hey!"
"Once upon a ti-"the aqua swordsman orated but stopped. As Tucker scanned the contents, he drew a coy smile upon reading the words in the novel as he stared at Blake, who was now blushing furiously.
"Give it back!" she hissed as she tried to reclaim her stolen material.
"No backsies!" Tucker laughed as he tried to keep the novel out of Blake's reach. Carolina, who was sitting near the two got curious and grabbed the book from Tucker's hands.
"What's this? Hmm, the man with two souls." She muttered.
"Ehem!" a voice boomed inside the room.
Carolina handed the book back to Blake who quickly snatched it. Everyone's attention was now centered on the man who strutted inside the lecture room. He was adorned in red military attire, one that Sarge would approve of, and had graying hair with a bushy mustache on his face.
The man placed his weapon on a mantle, which was a blunderbuss-axe hybrid, and faced at the students.
"Greetings everyone!" he said jovially "my name is Professor Port, your teacher here at Grimm studies. My purpose here is to educate you in the various species of grimm who seek to devour human and faunus kind, their types, their anatomy, their weaknesses, and strategies on how you can take down these nefarious monsters of darkness!" he gesticulated. He was the type of teacher who was a pleaser or entertainer, hoping to get his student's attention solely focused on him. "With my teachings, you will all soon become the next generation of heroes, who citizens will look up to, to save our kingdoms from falling and succumbing to the very threats that pose in this world!" he paused dramatically.
"But first: a tale, of a young aspiring hunter… Me! When I was just around your ages, I was tasked with protecting a whole village that came under attack from hordes of grimm. I was to hold them off until help will arrive."
Most of the student body tuned out or fell asleep from Port's babbling on how he became an unsung hero. Tucker groaned in his seat and sunk back.
"Boy, this sucks." He muttered.
"Quiet you!" Weiss hissed as she and Simmons quickly scribbled notes on Port's grandiose tale as if it was some sort of historical evidence that needed to be recorded.
"Damn Simmons, it's like every word the man spouts feels very important to not be included." Grif spoke up.
"Shut it Grif, I'm concentrating." Simmons fired back as he wrote.
"You're just as boring as the man telling tall tales in front of us."
Weiss stopped writing and angrily placed down her pen. "Like what your intellectual friend has told you, please refrain from causing anymore distractions." She snapped.
"Nerds" both Grif and Yang said at the same time. The orange member of the reds turned to Yang and spoke "Honestly, Simmons is the type of guy that I could trust to put one and one together to get two, but then convolute on the history of how that happened and add citations on the last part."
Yang laughed but covered her mouth in order to not be heard. "Yeah, I could also say the same for Weiss."
Port coughed loudly, obviously noticing the others bickering and chatting. "Can I have your attention please? Now, where was I…? Oh yes, in the end, the two beringels who were coincidentally and unwittingly standing in the trap that I set up, was no match to the heavy weight of the giant tree that I chopped down with my mighty weapon, fall right on top of them, ending their vicious lives for good. And there I was, praised as a hero and savior of the village…" he bowed after retelling his story that put the majority of his class to sleep.
"The moral of this story you may ask, a true huntsman and huntress must fight with honor, that we are dependable to the very lives that rely on us to protect them. A true huntsman and huntress must show valor, courage, bravery, and tenacity during battle! A true huntsman and huntress, must be strategic, wise, and open minded! And finally.. A true huntsman and huntress should be…
"…already be getting to the fucking point!" O'malley groused in a whisper.
"…empathetic and caring to the people they protect. Heed my advice: a battle won at the cost of the lives of the innocent isn't a victorious battle. Do remember that while we train to fight grimm and other enemies, put in mind that we huntsmen and huntresses should always prioritize the lives of the civilians and people themselves. That always comes first. Even if you hadn't slayed all the grimm, it is important that the lives you are trying to protect would still be there to see a possible tomorrow."
That touched the hearts of many of the students who were listening: even the ones who were only starting to catch up, having slept through most of his tale.
"Now, who believes they embody these traits that I have mentioned?"
Plenty of hands shot up, some from team RWBY, others from team JNPR and some coming from the reds and blues. But Port ignored them and made eye contact at the student who will be the one to take the test. That student being… Washington.
"Me?" Wash asked as he pointed to himself. His arm wasn't even raised.
"Go for it." Carolina encouraged him.
All eyes were now turned to him. It made him a bit nervous having everyone's attention be transferred to him.
"Why yes! You there, young man, I believe you have the potential to have what it takes!" Port's voice echoed throughout the room. "Please, go get your combat gear and step forth and face your challenge."
Wash gazed at the cage shaking and moving with more intensity. The freelancer sighed to himself and said to himself quietly "time to face the music."
A/N: I'll let you guys comment on where I parodied "Busty Atlesian Beauties" from. The people who guess correctly will get a shout-out next chapter. Also, for me I think, that the 'Man with two souls' foreshadowed Oscar's situation having Ozpin's soul be reincarnated into him but that's just my theory. Anyways, see you all next time. maus69420 signing out, adios!
