Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY or any references in this story. I would like to thank the RWBY Wiki for their informative website, which was beneficial in developing this story. Basically I decided to write my first fan fiction from a first-person perspective. This is merely for entertainment purposes only. Enjoy.
Yang and I arrive to our first class of the day with a few minutes to spare. We were just in time for attendance to be taken. Grimm Studies; quite an interesting class which is supposed to teach us about the types of Grimm we're likely to encounter, their behavior patterns, tactics of how to defeat them, etc. However, our teacher, Professor Port, despite having a plethora amount of stories to tell the class, habitually makes his students fall asleep, or just loose complete interest in the topic. In my case, I am becoming more and more tempted to jam a grenade down his throat with a string attached to the pin, take a seat from a far, give the string a tug, then sit back and let the fireworks display commence.
I look over to my team to find Yang asleep, Ruby doodling, and Weiss taking notes, all which didn't surprise me. However, I watch Weiss for a moment, who's just shredding through her pencil and paper, taking notes. I'm amazed that she hasn't caused her notes to catch fire from how fast she's writing. I watch her for a moment in admiration, until she looks up at me and we make eye contact, which we hold for a few seconds before quickly looking away and blushing.
I then turn my focus to Blake, who is immediately to my right, seated between Weiss and I, just reading her book and not giving a single damn about anything and everything going on around her. I think to myself, 'Hmm, I wonder what's she reads.' As I lean back to relax in my...not so relaxing seat, I decide to take a subtle glace over her shoulder to feed my curiosity. I read the first couple of sentences and realize that it's a romance novel. 'Hmm, interesting.' All of the sudden, I notice her bow twitch, and all I can think is, 'What in the name of all things holy?'
Moments later, my focus turns to Professor Port, "Now, who would like to test their skills against a Beowolf."
I raise my hand, "I'll do it, sir."
"Well then. Step forward, and face your opponent."
I begin to stand, and Blake gently takes hold of my wrist, "Shane, are you sure about this?" she whispers. It's obvious that she's concerned, since it's only my second day (if you want to include last nights shenanigans as my first).
I put my hand on hers in assurance and she starts to blush from the sudden contact. "I'm sure. Besides, I gotta brush up on my fighting skills." She defiantly lets go, still having a sense of uncertainty, which she shared with the rest of the team, but I continue to make my way down the stairs to the center of the room, where Professor Port is waiting. I go around to the front of the row where my team sits and I remove my suit jacket, along with my utility belt and set them down on the desk.
"You mind holding on to these for me?" as I smile to my comrades. They nod. I then turn my attention to the teacher, who is now standing next to a heavy steel cage, which is rattling quite violently. 'Jeez, that Beowolf really wants out.'
"Do you have a weapon to use, Mr- err, my most sincere apologies, but I seem to have forgotten your name."
"Carbon. Shane Carbon, sir." as I take my position, about 20 feet away from the cage.
"Ah, yes, of course. Do you have a weapon to fight with, Mr. Carbon?"
"Right here, sir" as I raise my fists, maintaining a boxing stance. I begin to hear some of the students whisper to each other, and my team looks at me in shock. I don't really blame them for thinking I'm insane. Even Professor Port raises an eyebrow to me. Who knows, maybe deep down, I am insane and I just don't know it yet. Oh well, time will tell whether I need to blow all my Lien on a Therapist or not.
"Uh...very well, let the match...BEGIN!" as he takes his weapon and butchers the lock in one swing. The door flies open, revealing the Beowolf, and man, he is one ugly son of a gun! It comes charging out at me full speed, but I manage to roll out of the way to avoid its attack. It uses so much power in its charge that it doesn't have time to stop and ends up crashing into the wall behind me, but it manages to come to its senses and begins to approach me again but slower and more cautious this time around. 'At least it's smart enough to learn from it's mistakes.'
The Beowolf stands at least a foot and a half over me, where I stand merely 5''8', but it's size doesn't intimidate me. I'm certainly not underestimating what Beowolves are capable of, but at the same time, I'm not gonna go and make assumptions about them based on hearsay.
When I'm within the Beowolf's reach, it begins to take swings at me, but I manage to block several attacks by utilizing my aura to reinforce my forearms and hands, causing them to glow in a blue tint, but act as my shield. Occasionally, when the Beowolf takes a swing at me, I lean back to create space between the two of us and change positions in order to make myself a harder target. Without the use of my aura, I probably would have lost my arms on the first strike.
When the Beowolf finally opens itself up for an attack, I deliver a hefty punch with my left hand directly to its chest and I hear a loud crack; probably one or two of it's ribs breaking. The impact forces the Beowolf back a few feet, but it doesn't hesitate to retaliate.
I then decide to use "bursting" (Krav Maga style) to block the oncoming attack, while delivering a counter attack at the same time. I do it, striking it right in the throat with my right hand, while blocking with my left arm, causing it's arm to slide down mine and slash its own thigh with its razor sharp claws.
The Beowolf attempts to cry out in pain, but chokes due to the strike to the throat. The self inflicted injury distracts it long enough for me to flank and kick the back of its knee, causing it to collapse. I then kick it right in the back and make it crash to the floor, and from there, I climb over top of it, grab its lower jaw, and yank back on its head with all my strength. The Beowolf gives one last growl of defiance, refusing to be defeated. The growls and roars muffle my yells as I push my body to its limit in an attempt to finish the fight and end the Beowolf's suffering. Within seconds, *CRACK*, I snap it's neck, killing it instantly.
I begin to hear gasps amongst the class, which doesn't surprise me, followed by complete silence for a moment. I stand up and look to the class, where the majority were in complete shock. They hesitate, but eventually begin to give me a round of applause, and I bow my head in return.
"Marvelous job, Mr. Carbon! I couldn't have done it better myself."
I begin to lean over with my hands on my knees, panting from exhaustion, but manage to acknowledge Professor Port, "Thank you, sir." as I raise my hand and give him a subtle salute.
"You see students, that was a perfect example of hand to hand combat in conjunction with aura. I'm sure each of you could learn a thing or two from Mr. Carbon, here."
*The bell rings*
"Well that concludes today's session. Remember students; Stay Vigilant. Class dismissed."
Just as the class begins to leave, my team comes running down to me with shock and amazement on their faces. They hand me my belt, which I put on, and my suit jacket, which I decide to just carry.
"That was amazing, Shane. I'm impressed." Blake says with admiration.
"But it was incredibly dangerous." Weiss says with a sour tone.
"Come on Weiss, you gotta agree that was AWESOME!" Yang says as she raises her fist in the air.
"Okay, that was 'cool,' but you gotta promise not to do anything reckless like that again."Weiss responds.
"Sorry, Weiss. I can't make a promise if I can't guarantee that I can keep it." I say in a genuine manner.
"Well I think you did great. Way to represent Team RWBY!" Ruby cheers. The rest of the team then gives her a glare.
"Err, RWBY-S...Team RWBYS. Sorry." she then says sheepishly.
"Don't worry about it. I'm still trying to get use to the fact of being on a team, especially after being on my own for quite some time." I then look around the room to see the five of us are the only ones left, and then shrug to the team, "So now what?"
"LUNCH TIME!" Ruby yells as she bolts out the door, leaving a cloud of rose petals in her wake.
I look to the rest of the team, "Has she ever considered trying decaffeinated coffee."
"Nope" they all respond together. I face-palm in response. We decide to go back to the dorm and get changed in to our combat attire, then head for the cafeteria. As we start to leave;
"Hey Shane, what do you think about trying to fight me?" Yang says.
"What do you mean, just as practice, or full blown combat?"
"All out." she says as she gives me a smirk.
"Hmm, I'm tempted. I'll have to follow up with you on that later."
"Works for me." she says as she winks to me.
'Christ, I know I'm gonna regret this...' I think to myself.
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