It was a beautiful night, not too hot, not too cold, just perfect. The clouds weren't out, showing all the pieces of Remnant's shattered moon. There were only a couple of guards standing in position outside of the massive school. Coming from the main room, there were dim lights, with strobes and flashing lights coming from inside. Muffled music is coming from inside, fast paced, loud, with heavy bass.
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Inside the room, on a stage that had tons of speakers, fog machines and strobe lights, was our hero, Jaune Arc, with his trademark grin on while he holds his headphones to his ear while he keeps mixing, bobbing his head and pumping his fist into the air, hyping up the crowd of students who're dancing their hearts out after a long school year. His hair was in it's sex hair phase.
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To everyone else, all they see are the dancing people and the strobes with the fog. But, to Jaune, he sees a scale of music, showing the thick bass thumping. He can see dark blue moving out of the speakers. He saw creatures fighting in time to the music. The students changed into fantastic beasts, dancing and moving in sync. It was absolutely beautiful to him. This made most wonder, if this is what Jaune saw when he had his sunglasses on, the ones that dim the effects of his synesthesia, then what would he see if he took them off?
However, it was ruined he saw the doors get kicked open with a cartoon styled WHAM in the air. He stops the music, his eyes flashing black with anger. However, none could tell because of the sunglasses.
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Anyways, the party crashers put their weapons in the air and fired, causing the students to duck down in fear. Jaune ducked down, to not rouse suspicion, grabbing his turntable as he goes down. The people who ruined HIS party, HIS music, HIS school family's good time, were gonna pay.
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All of the party crashes had similar looking outfits. white sleeveless jackets with black hoods, grey slacks and gloves, and black boots. They all had Grimm masks, with a crimson symbol on the back of the white jacket - a circle with a wolf head, with three slashes behind it. These were the White Fang.
The highest ranking officer there ordered the rest to start gathering anything valuable, even though she spoke nothing, using only hand signals. So, obeying orders, the grunts went around, taking jewelry, wallets, money, anything.
But then came the second highest rank, who decided to abuse his power and have his way with one of the girls there. Jaune was having none of it. He meka-shifted his turntable into Bass Cannon, and put it over his shoulder. He pulled the trigger, powering it up.
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The grunts heard the tell-tale sound of a meka-shifting weapon coming from the stage, so all of the White Fang there, except for the second highest rank, who was still trying to rape the girl, and the highest rank, who was watching in amusement, waited for the Hunter or Huntress to come out of hiding so they can gun them down. What they didn't expect was to hear the treble start of the Saints Row IV Dubstep Gun skin 2. The grunts looked at each other, confused.
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When the bass drops, the Huntsman makes himself known, standing up with a cocky grin and aimed what looks like a shoulder mounted speaker. He aims it at the second in command and releases the trigger, the bass firing out, the sound waves in solid colors that even those who don't have synesthesia can see. The second in command looked up, only to get hit by the sound waves and sent flying into some grunts, knocking them down like bowling pins.
"Steeerike!" a hyperactive voice said from nowhere and everywhere at once, while the Hunter pumps his fist with a silent laugh. Everyone's silent and shocked as the dubstep dies off. Then the grunts who got out of the shock quickly start firing at the Hunstman who ducked. When the ammo clips empty and the grunts reload, a pair of black gloves pop out of the top.
"Wait!" said a voice that sounded like Deadpool. "I bet you're wondering, 'why the red suit' well that's so bad guys can't see me bleed" the voice said. He pointed to a grunt, the only one who is wearing brown pants. "This guy's got the right idea. He wore the brown pants!" the grunt in question looked down before firing at the hand which dropped.
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All of a sudden, a slicing sound followed by dubstep is heard, making the grunts look to the sound, watching as a solid line of sound goes towards one of the grunt. On impact, the line explodes in a loud shrieking sound, which shatters some of the glass in the room. This knocks out three grunts at once and paralyzes a couple of others who didn't cover their ears in time.
The Huntsman vaults over the table and does a flip in air, kicking a grunt hard in the head with a scissor kick. He stand on his face, smiling. He slides on his overhead headphones and moves his hair from his sunglasses. His grin widens as he plays his music before he launches into the fight. It was over very quick, all of the grunts being knocked out in only a couple seconds. However, Jaune knew mercy. He didn't hurt anyone too much, just knocked them out.
"That was, until a stray shot hit his sunglasses and shattered the lens.
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All of the students gasped and tried to make themselves smaller. They knew that Jaune loved those sunglasses more than anything. Last time they broke, it took the whole football team to knock him out of his rage.
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Jaune's smirk faltered as the lens of his right glasses cracked from the bullet hole, spreading outwards until it spread to the entire lens, falling apart completely. Jaune's eye twitched as he looked to the shooter, another grunt who he had shown mercy to. His eye that's revealed by the missing lens is pitch black in his anger. He puts his katanas together and shifts them into Bass Cannon.
A robotic voice says, "Power up the Bass Cannon" as he holds down the trigger, using his semblance to build up the sound. He tells everyone else to look away. When they do, he fires it. It's strong enough to blow the grunts head to smithereens. He stops the blast when his anger is spent.
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The highest ranking member was intrigued by this Hunter. She uses her semblance to go behind him and slip a piece of paper into his pocket before moving in front of him, and waves before disappearing.
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Jaune furrows his brow. He was wondering who the one who got away was. He shrugged and sheathed shifted his Bass Cannon into his turntables and slides it onto his back, with a leather strap holding it in place. He turns to his friends and classmates, asking the silent question. "Are you okay?" They all nod and rush to thank him and help the girl who was almost raped.
Jaune sighs and puts his hands into his jacket pockets. He furrowed his brow, though, when he felt something thin in his pocket. He pulls it out and saw it was a small slip of paper. He looked at it and his eyes widened when he saw what it was. His jaw dropped. It was a phone number, along with a picture of the woman who was the highest rank at the prom. Only, her mask and hood was off, showing long, pink, brown and white hair with one pink eye and the other brown. She was seriously cute.
Text me, Cutie~
xxx-xxx-xxxx
Neopolitan