Chapter 13: Classes

"This is so boring." Krystal muttered under her breath.

"Just get through it." Colton hissed back at her.

They were in their first day of classes, and Professor Port's class was on the wish-you-didn't-have-to-but-still-have-to list for today.

"But I want to go do something fun."

Colton rolled his eyes, and decided to drop the subject.

Professor Port was telling a story up front. As Colton started to listen for the first time in a while, he was just in time to see the professor finish and bow before everyone.

"And that is the story of how I defeated the fierce baby ursa." Port said, looking around the classroom as he did.

Obviously he didn't look hard enough, or the smile plastered on his face would have been erased when he saw the laughter in everyone's eyes. Luckily for the class, he seemed only interested in seeing if every student was awake. Even then he didn't look hard enough, for there were multiple students scattered around the room snoring.

"Thank you for listening, don't forget to read pages seven hundred to eight hundred in the book tonight, and remember, stay vigilant."

"YES!" Krystal was already out of the room by the time he finished "vigilant".

Colton slowly followed her out the door, chuckling as he did so. He turned to go to the next class before being stopped by Krystal.

"Where are you going?" She asked.

"To history, I think it says here." He rummaged around for his scroll and, finding it, brought up the schedule for today.

"Yes, here it is," He cleared his throat and continued. "Grimm studies with Professor Port, check, history with Professor Oobleck in ten minutes, and lastly we have combat training with Glynda Goodwitch."

Krystal sighed and started off in the opposite direction Colton had started to go.

"Uh, Krystal?"

"Yes?" She turned to him.

"History is this way." As he said it, he pointed to a map of the Academy beside him.

"I knew that." Krystal said as she struck out in the correct direction.

In an unknown location, behind closed doors and soundproof walls, a very one-sided conversation was going on.

"I can't have you go off on your own like that! You'll get yourself killed and, even worse, endanger the organization!"

"I know, sir."

"You will stay in this facility for as long as I tell you!"

"Yes, sir."

"Why would you even think to go off on your own!"

"I, I don't know sir."

"Why you're only twelve, I, I, I can't even," The man paused. "Just get out of my office."

The man waved his hand in dismissal at the girl in front of him and turned his back on her. As the girl walked out, she turned one last time to look at her angry step-father.

"I'm sorry." Vayla muttered as she walked out.

Aurora walked through the hallway with Sun, going to Combat Training. She had been wandering the halls for a while before he had found her and told her that class was coming up.

"What's this 'Combat Training' class again?" She asked him, more to pass the time than anything.

"We fight against other people, whether it be solo or with varying amounts of teamates."

"Are Colton and Krystal going to be there?"

"Yes, and here we are."

Sun walked in through two massive doors and looked around for a suitable place to sit. He saw Blake and Yang up front, and went to go sit by them.

"Hey guys, you ready to fight?" He asked them, pulling up his fists as he did so.

"Of course we are!" Yang was teeming with excitement.

"Always." Blake replied, calmly sitting on the bench in front of her.

Sun and Aurora sat down beside them, waiting for everyone else to show up.

"Where are Ruby and Weiss?" He asked.

"They went for a small recon mission in the Emerald Forest, they should be back in an hour or so." Blake said.

They had all just started to relax before Colton and Krystal burst in, panting heavily.

"Why is Professor Oobleck's class a mile away?" Krystal yelled to no one in particular. "I feel like I just ran a marathon!"

Colton just smiled at her and directed her to the front where he saw the rest of the team was sitting.

Goodwitch walked up to the microphone when she saw everone assembled throughout the auditorium.

"We will have a partner tournament today, seeing as not every team is fully represented." She looked down at Blake and Yang with a slight frown.

"Why the hate?" Yang asked, unhappy with the scrutiny. "They're on a mission, you sent them."

"So I did, here is the bracket."

The screen above her showed a bracket with eight teams of two represented. Blake and Yang would be fighting Sky Lark and Dove Bronzewing in the first round, while the two SCAR teams would be fighting some randoms.

The two representatives of Team RWBY walked up on stage to face off against the two from Team CRDL.

"Ready Blake?" Yang asked, clearly excited for the battle ahead.

"Do you even need to ask?" Blake replied while pulling Gambol Shroud from her back.

As the timer started counting down from ten, Yang activated her gauntlets and cracked her neck. As it reached zero, Blake shadowed forward and cut at Dove, who leaped back and swung a clumsy blow in the general direction of Blake. It wasn't even in the right area code, and Blake appeared behind him and hit him in the back of the head with the hilt of her weapon.

While all this was happening, Yang was in the middle of another very one-sided battle, but this one in favor of the other team. She had used Ember Celica to propel herself forward straight at Sky. The problem was, she had mistimed her punch and Sky had ducked out of the way. She stumbled forward and quickly found herself flat on her back as Sky put out his leg and tripped her.

Blake looked over and, seeing her girlfriend on the ground, quickly rushed over to help her fallen partner. She threw herself at the man standing over Yang, bringing him to the ground in a tackle Ray Lewis would have been proud of.

Yang, sensing an opportunity to end this battle before it got too out of control, ran to Dove and punched him in the back as he got up. He was sent flying and his Aura meter depleted to the red. Everyone in the auditorium cheered and Goodwitch called the match.

"Ever think about trying out for the NFL?" Yang asked Blake as they both walked off the stage.

Blake just rolled her eyes and sat back down in her seat, content to watch the two random teams duke it out.

Author's Note:
The joy of writing combat... even though I'm pretty sure I am terrible at it. I wish I could make them longer, but I can never think out a battle in too many words. If anyone has any ideas or help when it comes to writing fight scenes, don't hesitate to leave a review or PM me on the subject. I am always looking for ways to improve my writing, and I hope that the audience can help me with that. Anyways, another fun chapter to write, with the next one showcasing both pairs of Team SCAR in the tournament. You might even get to see some new characters and weapons. Thank you to everyone reading. If you enjoyed, don't forget to follow, favorite, and review. Chas1881