"HIIIIYA!" Alessandro yelled, kicking a Beowulf into the chasm. He had been fighting for god knows how long without stopping. It must have been quite a while because the sun had moved a considerable amount. He had managed to corner himself on the broken bridge by the chasm, where team JNPR had fought the Deathstalker. He ducked as a Beowulf jumped at him, laughing as the beast flew past him and into the chasm.
Not to smart, are they? Alessandro thought, dodging a massive claw and slicing off the Ursa's leg. Letting its head fall on his sword as the massive body fell down. He removed the sword from the dead Ursa's head and blasted himself upwards, landing a few feet away in the middle of some Beowulf's. The majority of these monsters seemed to be Beowulf's. He spun in a blur of bullets and slashes, making quick work of the Beowulf's but more just kept coming. He got tackled by one and rolled backwards, using his feet to kick the monster off of him as he did so. When he got back up another one was almost on him but he managed to slice upward, cutting its head in half. He suddenly looked left just in time to see one of the boar-like Grimm and jumped backwards, avoiding its deadly spin attack. He glanced at the opposite side of the chasm, the Grimm free side, but he had no clue of how he could get there. It seemed impossible given his current situation. Alessandro suddenly did several backflips, needing to drop his swords in the process, to avoid getting mauled by a few greedy wolves. He couldn't win this fight, he knew that and he knew it was only a matter of time before he got too tired, too weak to go on. He had been lucky to survive as much as he did. But what could he do?
RAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Alessandro spun, seeing a Deathstalker barreling from the tree line, forcing the smaller Grimm to move out of the way or be crushed. Great, just what he needed. It was running towards him at an alarming rate but this gave him an idea.
Maybe it is just what I needed…
The first time a Deathstalker had appeared in show Jaune had grabbed its tail. Pyrrha was telling him not to let go when the beast slung him halfway across the forest. With a little luck and some timing…Alessandro might be able to re-create that scene. An idiotic smile appeared on his face as he thought what he was about to do, he rolled to the side as the Deathstalker barreled past him. He managed to grab his swords and sheath them, waiting for the giant scorpion like a bull-fighter waits for a bull. The Deathstalker came near and, as expected, tried to stab him. Alessandro jumped back and as it dug its stinger out of the ground he grabbed onto it, being lifted into the air. He held on for dear life as it tried to sling him off and when it turned, facing the cliffs, Alessandro loosened his grip and let it sling him across the chasm.
"WOOOOOOO-"He was cut short but the cliff. He had gone faster than anticipated and crashed into the cliff. He began to fall, dazed, but managed to clear his head and spin midair, stabbing his swords into the cliffs side. He groaned, his head pounding, but looked down. "Jesus Christ." He muttered, seeing he was much higher than he thought he'd get. His face visibly paled but he ignored his fear. The Grimm were roaring and howling, but none could get to him unless they could fly.
"RAAAAAAAAGH!"
"I just HAD to think that, didn't I?"
"RAAAAAGH!"
"Yeah yeah just shut up!" He yelled back, more frustrated than afraid. As soon as he thought it, as soon as he thought unless they could fly the Nethermore had appeared. Of course.
It was still a few minutes off, and Alessandro had to think of another plan. He couldn't take this alone, he knew that much. If he tried to get down he could get killed, if he kept climbing up he'd get killed and even if he managed to climb down in the first place he had no way to fight it and would be trapped. He could try to ride it somehow, but dangling on the side of the cliff with the thing attacking him wasn't the best moment to try and jump on the bird.
"Times up, improvise. God help me." He muttered. It recoiled its wings, meaning it was about to shoot its arrows, Alessandro was dangling by his swords, preparing to pull himself up. But the timing had to be just right. The feathers were shot and in a split second Alessandro had pulled himself up, vaulting into the air and above the flurry of arrows which embedded themselves in the cliffs side. Hopefully none had hit his swords. He landed on one of the massive wings, which easily held his weight, and crawled around the others searching for his weapons. It didn't take long and once he retrieved them he looked around for the Nethermore.
"The hell is it?" He murmured, looking left, right, up and down. He couldn't see it. He heard a shriek behind him and spun, only able to see the last bit of something burning in the air. Odd, but gladly accepted. From then on out it wouldn't be much harder, he used his swords to climb the cliffs side. Slow and tiring as it was he finally did it. Panting and with his muscles aching he pulled himself over the edge, laying on the ground. The sky was an odd mix of colors as the sun began to set and he smiled widely, relieved.
"I passed your god damn initiation, council. Screw you!" He laughed, congratulating himself.
"Who helped him?" Cinder asked, watching through her own tablet.
"We think it was her." Emerald said. "Are we still going to wait?"
"Yes, attacking her here would cause too much trouble. And we always run the risk of the boy finding out. He may be loyal and our trick may be working…but killing Amber certainly would make him change sides."
"We delayed the attack because of him before. We need to do it soon, before we enter Beacon." Mercury commented.
"All in due time, all in due time." Cinder replied, smiling evilly.
"It was easier than I thought it would be." Alessandro said, crossing his arms. "I mean it wasn't easy, just easier than I expected."
"How so?" One of the council members, Alessandro couldn't tell which, asked.
"Well considering my inexperience, the amount of Grimm and the fact that I was alone I thought I should've struggled more." He answered awkwardly, not wanting to sound snobby or as if he were acting superior.
"Apparently your captors trained you better than we all thought. Either way you are free to choose what you shall do here. No more tests." Ozpin said, he sounded kind enough but there was a small edge to his voice aimed to the council.
"Indeed, although we assume to already know what your decision shall be." One of the council members said.
"Beacon of course." Alessandro answered with a smile.
"As we assumed. We will yet your Professor inform you of anything else. Your performance during the initiation was…impressive and exemplary. We shall be keeping an eye on you, Alessandro." With that the holo-projection disappeared, leaving Alessandro and Ozpin alone in the room.
"I apologize for them, they've been rather…direct lately." Ozpin said, serving himself some coffee. "As a student of the Academy we have provided you with a uniform and everything you will need for your stay. There is only one more thing to choose."
"My team, right?" Alessandro asked, his smile growing if possible.
"Correct. Normally there are teams of four, but you were always an exception. Your old team was team RWBY, but I shall give you the choice of being with team RWBY or team CFVY."
"I can't join the second years either way, right?"
"Although more difficult, I believe you could do well as a second year student as well. But the decision remains yours." Ozpin took a sip from his mug, watching the boy intently.
RWBY was my old team…but I know CFVY better now, and CFVY took care of me…but Ruby, Yang, Blake, Weiss…they were so worried and they kept looking for me and they were so happy to have me back…
"Team RWBY, I love CFVY but if RWBY was my old team then I'm going back to them."
"Very well, I will take care of any documentation you may need and as I said before I shall take care of your school supplies. You will live with them now, and remember," He took another sip of coffee, sounding a bit more serious. "As a student of Beacon Academy we expect only the best from you, your past experience does not affect your grades. Try your best, Mr. Rivero."
As always, don't forget to fav, follow and most importantly REVIEW :D Because your opinion is always important. Sorry this one was so short, but now that he's in Beacon maaaan am i excited for more so expect chapters longer than this.
