Chapter 8
Royals and Rebels
Glynda's office
"Nadeshiko Yamato, I'm warning you," Glynda said as she pointed her crop at the rebel, "If you torture one of our students again, consider yourself expelled from our school!"
Nadeshiko reclined on her seat and rolled her eyes from Glynda's lecture.
"Pshh, that Schnee kid's acting all haughty, thinking she's even above that Arc kid," Nadeshiko spat back, "I needed to teach her a lesson about humanity."
"Humanity? What you just did to Miss Schnee was inhumane!" she said, showing her a picture of Weiss chained to the Grimm statue on the Beacon field.
"WHAT I did to Miss Schnee was justice!" Nadeshiko spat back, "I hate royals. They are all so pampered, they don't know how true pain is like!"
"Why do you care?!" Glynda rebutted, "You do not know Weiss Schnee's problems."
"I don't care. Royals are royals, and they need to know equality. They need to know that they're not some special race of humans. Just dirt bags like every human and Faunus alike."
Glynda grit her teeth and slammed her fist
"I'm warning you, Miss Yamato. Do not do this again!"
The rebel rolled her eyes again and left her office.
"Whatever... "Good" Witch."
She flipped the bird at Glynda before leaving, making Glynda sigh angrily.
"How did someone like her get into this academy?" Glynda groaned.
There was a knock on the door. Glynda sighed angrily and told them to come in. It was Ozpin.
"I take it Nadeshiko is being a problem?"
Glynda sighed and glared at Ozpin."
"What made you have the idea of putting a criminal inside of OUR school?!" Glynda shouted, earning a calm response from the headmaster, "She's rude and she's VERY disruptive in classes, and now, she just publicly humiliated one of our students!"
Ozpin shook his head.
"Weiss Schnee will be fine. I'll assure you she won't do it again," the headmaster said calmly.
"Are you forgetting my question?"
Ozpin sat down.
"Do you really want to know?" he asked Glynda as he sat down on the chair, "I'll tell you."
BNDS Dorm
"... and that's it. One more harassment like that, and I'm out of this school for good," Nadeshiko spat to her leader.
Blue was skeptical. While Nade isn't his partner, he still doesn't know anything on why she became a Huntress. She just told stories of her past as a criminal though.
"Nadeshiko, why did you want to become a Huntress?" Blue asked, "All you've been doing is harming people of high status, skipping classes, and even spitting back at Prof-er Doctor Oobleck."
Nade's usual rude personality shifted to a more stern one.
"Do you really want to know?" she asked.
"I'm your teammate and your leader, Nade," Blue said with concern, "Not only that, but we should be friends if we want to make it. So, please, I really want to know."
Nade sighed and smiled. Despite his royal looks, he liked Blue. His proof of leadership earned her respect, and she respects those who prove themselves. She wouldn't mind telling her friends about her story if they asked.
"Well, I'll tell you."
Nadeshiko's past
Her view
Back when I was a kid, I was born into a rich family in Atlas. I had everything I could get, but that came at the cost of having to be chosen to do what they want. I realized that all of this comfort and luxury didn't make me happy at all. I was alone, my family constantly telling me to succeed their company. I told them my brother would do better anyway; I have no interest in managing a company. When I turned 7, they took me on an outing. The sight of a poor man begging for food, and the sight of my father refusing to help him planted a seed of hatred for the rich. When I went to school, I was prejudged for being a royal, and they thought I deserved to be bullied. I was very pampered back then, but I also hated that I wasn't taught on how to fight.
One day, I stumbled upon a man grievously injured in the streets. He was hiding in a garbage bag, laying down right beside the trash bin. He was shivering, hurt, and bloodied. He also looked very dangerous, what with his bandoliers and his revolvers. I went back into the streets, walking a few steps until I met two mobsters. They asked me if they saw a certain man. The bandoliers and the revolvers reminded me of that man in the streets. I lied to them, telling them he went another way.
When he recovered, the man I met on the streets befriended me. His name was Sanders Younger, leader of a biker gang known as the James Gang. He was once a Huntsman who purged a destroyed village of its Grimm and recovered the town to its former state. After a bit of a fallout, he lost his job, but still continued to fight... as a criminal. He told me of his life as a Huntsman, which enticed me more than being a rich daughter who has everything given to her.
In school, the bullies didn't bother approaching me, and didn't give me any comments. Despite their bitterness, I still managed to befriend them, though. After school, I usually liked to hear his tales as a Huntsman. As we spent time together, I felt that the biker gang cared more for me than my parents.
Then, one day, my father was about to execute one of the James Gang's members. He caught him telling some of the bullies, or people planning to hurt him to be quiet. He was disgusted by my involvement with this gang, and already planned to hire Privatized Atlesian soldiers to hunt them down. By this time, Sanders gave me a revolver, which I usually kept underneath my dress skirt. With no hesitation, I shot my dad. He was still alive, but, I couldn't handle being responsible for killing my own dad. I just ensured he'd be unable to move his legs for a while, so I shot them close-up. I told him that they cared more about me. I told him that he's a hedonistic fool that needs pain in his life. I told him that I hate being an heiress. I told him that I wanted to be a fighter.
So, I ran away, joining the Sanders's gang.
He taught me how to use my revolvers better and even modified my weapons to fit my style better. He also taught me how to use my Aura, and gave me tips on how to use my Semblance a lot better; I discovered it as soon as he put me under his wing. We participated in various robberies. We enjoyed robbing from rich people, but despite that, Sanders's influence made me mellow down on my killing intent. He also gave the robberies I've been doing purpose. We fought for the poor, and the discriminated, mainly from those underneath high ranks from the Schnee Dust Company, or any high class.
I initially tried to find those robberies justification for making the rich experience pain, but I've mellowed out from his influence, and now fought more for the sake of the poor and needy rather than uphold my grudge as a priority. I still hated royals though, especially those who use their status to mocked others. Sadly, at the age of 17, one of our members were greedy and killed Sanders to get his bounty. Of course, I killed him immediately. The last words of Sanders were:
"Every human is equal. We may have different blood, but they're all the same shitbags they were born as. A man can be born either rich or poor or neither, but the one thing those men have in common are that they are born out of dirt like every shitbag in Remnant."
I realized that I have nowhere to go now. Sanders's gang is now done, so, I'm alone, with the bounty of millions of Lien at my disposal. I just gave half of that to a whole poor neighbourhood anyway so that they can afford decent houses. Also, one of his final wills were for me to meet a guy named Ozpin.
I found myself in Beacon Academy. Ozpin met me at the front of the school. I was immediately pissed off at his high-class looks and engaged him into a fight. His fighting skills were... out of this world. Despite this, he said that Sanders and him were talking while I was under his wing. He's genuinely saddened by his death, but he has heard of me and my development while training with him. He acknowledged by growing kindness toward the poor as well as my valiant and brave desire to protect them. I really had no place to go; I don't think I would survive a solo life of crime. Instead, I was enticed by this man's power, and when he asked if I wanted to be a student, I guess I had no choice.
Present
"This is why I hate rich people. They think they're special, or godly. I want to remind them how they're the same human or Faunus dirtbags like everyone in Remnant. I'm sorry that I'm usually so rude. I um... I get very out of control when they're like that."
She sighed and took a drink from a flask.
"Nade-"
"It's water. I'm not gonna stoop to drugs or alcohol; makes me seem hedonistic."
Blue shook his head.
"Nade, Subasa's basically a royal, and me and Draco come from or was trained by royalty. Why are you not getting angry at us? Aren't you being a bit hypocritical?" Blue asked.
Nadeshiko groaned.
"You may have come from that kind of lineage, but, you treat me with respect, and I treat you with respect due to you actually doing something," Nadeshiko replied, "You're my leader, and you're a good one similar to Sanders. While I hate rich people and authority, I respect those who display their power and capability instead of making promises. You never made one, and I admire your actions. I just hate it when rich people act all high and mighty."
Nadeshiko got up and pat the shorter Blue on his head.
"Don't think I hate you guys. Subasa is a good girl, Draco is basically the nicest guy I've met, and you, you may be quite childish sometimes, but you're my leader, and even when you're growing, I already like you." Nadeshiko said with a smile as she put on her sunglasses.
She then left the dorm.
Glynda's room
"Sanders... I never knew she was under his tutelage," Glynda said, surprised at the news.
"Nadeshiko Yamato may not have good manners, or good methods, but she's still a student here. She'll learn, and she has that potential, Glynda," Ozpin said with a calm smile.
They both look out the window and see Nadeshiko riding her chopper. The chopper made extremely loud noises due to her modifications to it. She drove into the sunset, waving her flag bearing her symbol. She yelled and raised her revolver as she shot it into the air. Such actions angered Goodwitch.
"Her name. They say that it fits an ideal woman," Glynda grumbled, "Why is it so ironic?!"
Ozpin sipped coffee and closed his eyes, smiling.
"Her name may not fit into what that culture deems as the "ideal woman", but, her heart, and her inner intentions fit an "ideal huntress"."
Ozpin smiled as he watched the sunset, hearing the volume of her loud bike going lower as she got farther from the academy.
Author's Note
Nadeshiko Yamato's name is based on Yamato Nadeshiko, which usually translates or relates to the "ideal woman". With the thought of rebellion and Japanese ideas, I made her have a punk/bosozoku theme to fit a great irony to her name, as well as making her rather rude and brutally honest. I kinda wanted to dump the idea as it would cause a lack of synergy in the team, but I ultimately went along with it, but added that she has a respect for higher powers who truly prove themselves, which is why she likes Blue.
I want to develop team BNDS a bit more, and hopefully, have them have an important role in the future. Here's hoping to the future of this fic.
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