AN: ok so I used fallout 4's HP equation (90+[Endurance*20]+[Lvl*10]) for this story (now 90+[VIT*20]+[Lvl*10]) and New Vegas's Action point's equation (60+10*Agility) as well for the Aura points(now 60+10*WIS). I changed a bit of thing in the previous chapter, if you haven't read the improved chapters.
1 Mile from Vale.
'Okay so I have at least 5 months before the school year begins in beacon' I thought as I walked to Vale. 'Who can help me for this?' I thought '… the only person I know that could help me is Roman Torchwick. Hell maybe I can get him to join me.' I continued thinking on what to do to avoid the canon ending. On instinct I jumped to my left as 3 rounds hit the ground I was standing on a few moments ago. "What the hell is wrong with you," I yelled in shock and anger at the perpetrator.
"Sorry but with the get up you had on, I thought you were a Grimm," a guard told me as I walked closer and looked at myself. I was at the front entrance of Vale.
I currently am wearing the Animal spirit outfit and bone armor over it. "Sorry I've been I the forest for a long time. Any armor, no matter how well made, will break with consistent fighting," I said, defending my current look.
The man looked surprised. "Oh, a native," he said then looked at his partner "At least this one can speak properly."
The other guard, a lady, looked at me and asked "So, what tribe are you from?" She took out a scroll and started to type something in it.
"Azteca," I said as they were a large Native American nation in Mexico and in some parts in Central America. (Aztec in English = Azteca in Spanish.)
"I never herd of them before," she said.
"We were very isolated people," I said in mock sadness. Both guards looked at me with sympathy.
New Skill created! Skill [Acting]
[Lying] skill leveled up!
"What happened to them," She asked as it had picked her interest.
"Men in white and with masks attacked, then demons appeared due to the anger, and despair. Was told to flee by the elder," I told her, as she was shocked.
"The men in white, did they have a red wolf with three slashes?" he asked as he stepped forward a bit.
"Yes, do you know them? Where are they," I asked as I stepped forward as anger seeped out a bit.
[Acting] and [Lying] skills leveled up!
[Acting] and [Lying] skills leveled up!
"Well kid, they are a terrorist group called 'The White Fang'," the guy guard said. "Go on in kid, lord knows you need a break," he continued as the lady nodded her head and let me in the kingdom.
From this point I moved to a shadier part of the kingdom. I found Junior's club from the yellow trailer. I saw Ruby walk by, then the window exploded as Junior and yang flew out. Junior was out as the girls started to talk.
"Yang? Is that you," ruby asked as Yang got up.
I saw Yang's eyes turn from red to her normal color "Oh, hey sis."
"What are you doing here," Ruby asked.
Yang just sighed and said, "It's a long story."
At this point I was ignored so I walked to them loudly. They instantly looked to me and yang fired at me. I took the attack head on as the armor held off the shot.
"Is this how you normally treat a Native," I asked as I took of the hood of my outfit, and only place I didn't have bone armor.
That left both shocked. "Sorry, it's just that you looked like a Grimm," the perpetrator said trying to defend herself.
"It's fine, you weren't the first one, doubt you will be the last. But I have to ask, is every weapon a gun," I asked as I looked at her gauntlets.
Rube responded "Well yeah, my Crescent Rose is a scythe and a Customizable high impact sniper rifle." She took it out to show me. "What weapons do you have," she asked timidly.
I pulled out a long stick, a club, and a stone headed spear and the AK wannabe. "My staff, my club, my spear and gun I found in my travels," I said.
"No way that's an Atlesian-72 Assault rifle, and it's in good condition. They aren't usually exported anywhere," Ruby said as she saw the gun.
I used [observe] on both of them.
Name: Ruby Rose
Job: Signal Student
Title: Little Reaper
Level: 16
HP: 2,370
AP: 920 {Locked On Number}
STR: 60
DEX: 93
VIT: 106
INT: 63
WIS: 86
LUK: 74
Skills:
[Sniper rifle mastery] level: 100 Passive
Effects: Sniper rifles do 200% more damage.
[Gun nut] level: 95 Active
Effects: Ability to make weapons. Higher the level, more the complexity. {Needs a weapon mod/creation table to us skill.}
[Crafting] Level: 67 Active
Effects: Creating things from basic refined metal and materials. {Needs crafting area unlike [Crafting (primitive)]}
Name: Yang Xiao Long
Job: Signal Student
Title: Raging Dragon
Level: 19
HP: 3,000
AP: 990 {Locked On Number}
STR: 108
DEX: 93
VIT: 136
INT: 43
WIS: 96
LUK: 34
Skills:
[Boxing] Level: 100 Passive/Active
Effects: If user is in the boxing stance user gets + 25 points to both STR and DEX but only + 15 points to both STR and DEX.
[Dragon's Rage] Level: 100 Active
Effects: This skill now doesn't drops user's health and makes user unusually strong for as long as user is angry also might cause eyes to turn red. +150% STR and VIT, -50% to INT
[Shotgun Mastery] Level: 100 Passive
Effects: Shotguns do 200% more damage
[Blunt weapon mastery] Level: 100 Passive
Effects: Blunt weapons do 200% more damage
I thought that that were small skillset but probably need a higher level of [Observe] to know all their skills. And tried to use [Copycat] skill to get the skills I didn't have.
By using copycat, you now have [Shotgun Mastery] Level: 100, [Blunt weapon mastery] Level: 100.
You also upgraded 2 skills, [Berserk mode] Level: 3 to [Dragon's Rage] Level: 100 and [Crafting (primitive)] Level: 48 to [Crafting] Level: 67.
You also copied the levels for [Gun nut] to level: 95 and [Sniper rifle mastery] to level: 100.
I was glad that I had the skill now. It would make me op fast. I was thrown out of thought by Yang.
"Well, I'm Yang and this is my sister Ruby, What's your name?" She asked as she held her sister in a hug.
"You can call me Prophet. That is the name I was given, don't ask," I said grimly.
"Oh! Okay well we got to go home. Bye," Yang said as she dragged Ruby away.
"Bye," I answered. I looked at Junior still on the floor and dragged him into the club he owns. Twin girls woke up before Junior and glared at me for no reason as I was near their boss.
Junior later woke up mumbling and I handed him a glass of water. He accepted it and then asked "Who the hell are you?"
"Prophet," I answered.
"Okay, and what do you want," he asked as holding the cold glass to his head.
"An application that looks so authentic I can get a job at Beacon," I answered him as his, and the twin's, eyes practically widen to the size of dishes.
"That's impossible! I don't think anyone can do that," he said. Then he ordered his men to clean up the club.
"If you find someone let me know," I said as I left 1,000 on the bar counter. "This is a down payment," I said as I left.