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"Wake up! Wake up!" I'm starting to wonder what this is all about. Am I seeing the future? Am I the end of it? Or the cause?
"Wake up!" I'm getting used to the sight of Ruby's face.
"Ok, ok, I'm up! Now are ya going to move? I can't fight like this."
She moves, and I get dressed. We all go down into the tournament ring, where people are matching others to combat. I got the number 45, and 46 was who else but Eris.
She gives me a coy smile.
"'Ya know, they'll give me my fight first, and then they'll go numerically. So you prepare yourself. I'm on my way."
Later…
I set out onto the ring, with crowds cheering, and Eris on the other side. I pull out my anti-mat, and turn it into my sword form. Eris pulls out her weapon, a weird blade, like Shulk's in Super Smash Bros. I raise it up in challenge, and she does the same. The countdown gets to zero, and I get into a defensive position. Eris charges, blade ignited with energy. I block several strikes, dodging when I could, and using telepathy to move her when I was going to be hit. I give myself an opening, and strike a few blows. I try to use my telepathy, but I interference keep my mind from tapping into it. I enter the entirely defensive, blocking and dodging when I could, and I thought, 'I need to do something.'
Time stops.
'Hello. Anything you need?' A voice says in my head.
'Yes! Why can't I use telepathy?'
'It seems your opponent can block semblances. I can teach you how to suppress that power with your own mind.'
'Please.'
'Just push your mind into hers, as you would when reading a mind, except aim to suppress her powers. You can only suppress it, not eliminate it entirely.'
I exit my mind, and time resumes. Eris is descending at a rapid rate, looking to land an aerial blow. I push my mind into hers, and suppress her semblance. I gain access to my abilities, at the expense of half my Aura. That's not much, compared to Eris. I need to end this quickly if I'm going to make it out. I only know basics, such as some stick fighting moves. I'm not a swordsman, but I have trained a great deal. Now with newfound vigor, I deal her mass punishment.
Eris is now on the defensive. Her eyes show concern. Apparently, she's used to being on the offensive. I swing Crimson Reaper in an uppercut move, sending her into the air. When she lands, she just lies there. I can tell she's not out, her Aura bar is still in the yellow. I switch to LMG mode, and fire away. Her Aura hits red. I sheathe Crimson Reaper and leave. I'll come back tomorrow when another match is mine to fight.
As I'm in the locker room, Eris comes to me.
"You've bested me. I'm now in your service."
"I don't want it." I reply.
I try to radiate that, but am unsuccessful. I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve, so she could tell I was intrigued.
"Oh, don't give me that. You know you want me."
"No, I don't." That was true. I did not like this girl. But I mainly do this to keep people away from me, as people tend to not want me around when they get to know from an extended period of time.
"You seem this way for a reason. Is it because you can't control yourself around women? Or something else. Are you not a people person? Cause I could change all that. Make you a real man."
"Oh, no. Don't give me that. I'm not interested until the right woman comes along, ya hear? I'm not a guy for a one night stand, or who just uses women for their body. So if you can clear that. I might actually think about it."
"Hmm, so you're a tricky one, ain't ya? Okay, deal. I am your… partner, and I won't try anything funny. 'K?"
"Also, give your outfit a remake. A little more modesty wouldn't hurt."
"Alright, fine. Deal?"
"Deal."
We shake hands, and I walk back to Beacon, straight to my bed.
"Jeez, I need to make a walkway for people."
I decide to nail it to the top of the room, and get to work, using bullets without gunpowder as nails, and my hammer. I easily nail it all, and eventually, I have a bed I can sleep in. Well, I'll have to levitate to do that, but I think I'll do fine in it. I notice I've had a big change in mindset. I've been more serious than I have been, and a lot more willing to do hard work. I know this will only last so long.
The next match was against my sparring buddy in my first day, Nora Valkyrie. I think 'Boy, this'll bring back memories.'
I take out my anti-mat, and the bell rings. I fire a rapid succession of shots, but Nora just shrugs them off. I know that hammer's dangerous, but how dangerous is the question. I jump, and, get blasted by a canister of pink Dust. I find myself tumbling towards Earth at a marvelous rate. I activate my shotgun, and slow my fall. I land without using too much ammo, only to have a barrage of blows flying at me. I duck as best I can, but I'm surprisingly tense. I use Jet to calm my nerves, and carry on. I switch to ZanPaku-to, and slash away at the Valkyrie. Nora fights with furious abandon, bashing and whacking whatever is in reach, all with a cheery grin on her face. I could barely keep up. Truth is, I never know my limits. So I usually am like Nora. But, I don't fight, usually. I decide to end it. I use my telepathy to momentarily hold her into place, then place several blows onto her person. I drop her Aura quickly, and I say "Nothing personal, strictly business."
I leave the tournament, and see my next match. A person named Scarcella Robin. I sit down and wait for my name to be called.
When my name is called, I step into the rink. Scarcella is opposite me, scimitar drawn. I draw Crimson Reaper, and the match begins. I wait for her to make the first move, and she does a simple side swipe. She'll be small time. I block, then give her a good whack. I give her a barrage of blows, then morph to shotgun form, and blast away. She crumples up, and I get another easy win.
I check who I'll be fighting next, and settle down, and get ready to fight Ruby Rose. I'm in the quarterfinals, so I'm in the final 8, then it'll be the semifinals, and the final match. That'll be with Pyrrha, but I need to focus on what I'm going to do. I beat her and her team, but I need to focus on tactics. I can't just fight purely on instinct, because that's gonna bite me in the ass later. And I need to know what I'm gonna do about her. I feel weird when I'm around her. Like I've felt with only three others. All the others, it was just a schoolboy crush. "Ah, Christ! What the hell am I doing?" I say aloud. I have feelings for Ruby, because she's how I was when I was young. Maybe that's why she's in my dream. I try to envision the future, and try to envision my love life.
It's been a long six years. I'm in a tuxedo, waiting for my bride. I look at Ren, my best man, and at the crowd that has assembled. There was, of course, the Rose family, with the exception of Yang. Although it was four years ago, we still feel the loss. I see several students of Beacon, including several couples already married. There was Blake, next to Sun, and their pair of children, and there was Neptune alongside his daughter. I even saw Professor Ozpin in the back, arm in arm with Glynda. The reason why Weiss wasn't beside him was the fact she was marrying us, by Ruby's request. She had done a good job planning this. Being one of plainer tastes, she just wanted a backyard barbecue with company. Weiss tried to have something more like a wedding for her tastes, like doilies at the very least. We both refused on that. I hear "Here Comes the Bride" playing, and see Ruby coming. She was stunning. Favoring the simpler side, she reformatted her uniform to a bridal dress. The skirt was simply made longer, and the colors were white with red accents. A simple veil covered her eyes. My heart leapt to my throat as she was led by Taiyang. She comes to face me, and Weiss begins by opening her book and recited.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the bonds of holy matrimony."
The vision leaves me, and I open my eyes. I'll have to decide whether I'm gonna win or lose to my future wife. "Christ, I'm gonna have to make a big step I may not be ready for. I wish I hadn't have woken up here." I say aloud. I prepare for my match.
'Why pick me to be the hero? Or am I even the hero? Why pick me to wake up here? You could've picked any other person.'
I realize why I'm function a notch lower these days. I take out my headphones from when I came here, plug them in, and give myself a dose of hard rock. I decide I need a symbol. Do a rough sketch of an idea I had for a unit in a game concept. It was a roughly Chinese looking symbol, vaguely resembling a soldier's helmet. I decide to add it to my combat armor once I get back. For now, I'll just kick back and rest.
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