Ch20: Decorating…
(Wednesday, Y+1, M+0, D+5)
*WHISTLE NOISES*
"ACH! SHIẞE!" I shout, falling out of my bed.
I pick myself up off of the floor and open the door to the guest room attached to Team RWWBY's dorm.
"What was that for!?" I ask, as my little sister ignores a similar question from Weiss.
"Now that you two are awake, we can begin our first order of business." Our Glorious Leader says.
"Eh?" I question.
"Decorating!" Yang says, holding a pile of assorted crap.
My eyes widen in terror.
"NEIN!" I say, running into my bedroom and locking the door behind me. I survey the space, a small room about a quarter of the size of the main room with a bed, a desk and chair, a small bookshelf, and a small dresser.
I quickly unpack my things, having bamf'd them in from home upon arriving to the dorm yesterday. My first order of business yesterday had been to secure the small room for my personal use, on the grounds that I did not want to share a bedroom with four teenaged girls.
I arrange my various books on the shelf, pack my clothes away in the dresser (after getting dressed, of course), and arrange the assorted furniture to one side of the room. Now to figure out how to get weapons racks and ammo crates. And a mini-fridge.
I walk out of my little room to find every engineer's nightmare: a pair of structurally… questionable… bunkbeds.
"Mein Gott. What have you done." I say. "You have broken every rule of common sense and good engineering. I am suddenly glad that I chose the guest room." I say, staring in horror at the structurally unsound contraptions before me.
"See even the Faunus agrees with me!" Weiss says, pointing at me, making a remarkably subtle jab. Also earning glares from everyone else in the room, especially me.
"What?" She says.
"Considering the fact that I am related to two of our teammates and have am friends with the other, you may want to think a bit more about insulting me. In fact, you are the only person in this room with whom I have had no prior contact." I warn the heiress, my tone even.
"Alllright. Our next order of business iiiiiis," Ruby says, pulling a book from the nightstand, "Classes…" She pulls out a pencil. "Now, we have a few classes together today. At 9, we've got-"
"What!? Did you say 9 o'clock?" Weiss demands anxiously.
"Ummm…" Is all Ruby can manage.
"It's 8:55 you dunce!" Weiss explains, rushing out the door.
I take a peek at the schedule: Grimm Studies: Peter Port it reads, the room number listed beside the name.
I bring up a map of the school and find the room as Ruby Yang and Blake rush to class.
*Bamf*
I look around the room and pick a seat. A few minutes later, my teammates followed by team JNPR enter the room, exhausted with the exception of Ruby.
"How'd you get here?" Weiss and Jaune exclaim.
"I can teleport." I say flatly, sketching something in a notebook.
Everyone sits down as class begins, Ruby to my right, then Weiss, Yang, and Blake.
"What're you drawing?" Ruby asks.
"A gun." I respond without looking up. "Or two. Or three. Or all of them."
"I think the scaling may be a bit off."
"It's not."
"Oh. Coool." Ruby says, looking over the designs. "Why are you drawing more guns?"
"Because I'm going to build them." I say, pointing to a powerful-looking sniper rifle. "That one first."
"Why do you need more weapons? Aren't you happy with the ones you have?"
"I am, but these are for when things get difficult. The ones I have now are good all-around weapons, but sometimes you need a bit more… punch." I say, sketching down a cartridge.
As class dragged on, Port's lecture became even more boring. Ruby was doing weird, childish things in my peripheral vision.
Eventually I just decided to use a different page to sketch something else.
'Blah blah blah hunter. Blah blah blah honorable. Blah blah blah believes blah blah blah.' I think, not really paying attention.
"I do, sir!" I hear Weiss shout. I quickly look up to see her walk to the changing room, presumably to fight the caged Boarbatusk that nobody noticed until now.
When she gets back, she gets into a fencing stance of some sort and prepares to fight the beast.
Port slashes off the lock on the cage and a Boarbatusk jumps out. 'Oh joy, a fight scene...' I think, tucking away my sketchbook in my coat, which is part of my uniform and shall continue to be for the rest of my time at Beacon, and continuing to read the glorious adventures of Ciaphas Cain HERO OF THE IMPERIUM.
In the background I note Weiss fighting the Boarbatusk, my other teammates encouraging Weiss, and Weiss being much too crabby towards my little sister. 'I know that this works out in the end more or less, but it's still quite irritating.'
After the fight ended, Weiss quickly left, Ruby quickly leaving to try and catch up. A second later, I decided to go follow Ruby. She is my little sister after all. I see an obviously distressed Ruby talking with Ozpin. I walk faster to catch up with Weiss. 'Grrrrrrrrrrrr.'
"What was that all about!?" I ask angrily, grabbing Weiss' shoulder.
"EEP!" She squeals, spinning around to face me. In her eyes I see, in this order, fear, realization, and anger. "What did you expect! My teammate is a child! I wouldn't expect you to understand."
"Why don't you expect me to understand? Because I'm some sort of strange, malignant animal? Because I sure as hell don't feel like one. In fact, I feel quite angry that someone decided to vent their bitchiness on my little sister! I feel angry that people can't overlook a few insignificant physical features and see that I'm a person too! People like you cause the very monsters that you refuse to acknowledge!" I speak harshly, keeping my voice down.
She just makes a dismissive noise and walks out onto a nearby balcony, where I can see Professor port standing, looking out over the Academy.
I sigh, deciding to walk back to the dorm.
"Hey Kurt!" yang says as I walk into the room. Blake, Ruby and Weiss are all absent.
"I think I'm going to tell them." I say to her.
"What?" She asks, confused.
"I'm going to tell them what I told you guys after you found me. We're teammates after all, they'll find out eventually if I don't tell them." I say, sighing and walking into my room. "I'll tell them when everyone's back. I don't care what time it is. I'm telling them today." I tell Yang, closing my door and deciding to calm down via the power of SWEDISH POWER METAL.
(Cue Ghost Division by Sabaton)
'That's better.' I think, laying down on my bed.
[A while later]
Despite the fact that I was listening to music, I still heard the dorm room's door open and close.
'Took her long enough.' I think, pausing my music and opening the door.
"What are you-?' She asks, as she sees me walk out of my room.
"EVERYBODY GET UP!" I shout, shocking everyone awake. 'Thank Murphy these rooms are soundproofed.'
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR!" The other girls shout at me.
"Now that everyone's here, It's time I told you two something. I say, looking at Weiss and Blake.
"What?" The girls ask, confused.
"Yang, Ruby I'm telling them what I told you after you found me. I'm telling them where I'm from." I say, flicking the lights on, much to the dismay of the others.
"What is all of this about?" Weiss asks.
"Exactly one year and five days ago, I woke up in the Eversnow Forest on Patch, I didn't remember my name, my friends, or my family. On my person were a phone, a battery pack, my handgun," I gesture to Marxman, still on my hip, "five magazines, and a spare round. I had no idea where I was, who I was, or what was going on. I heard gunfire and decided to chance it and head in that direction. I ran into a Beowolf and killed it. I kept going further and ran into another Beowulf. It didn't end well for me." I say, pulling up my left pant leg to reveal the scar that I got courtesy of a very irate Beowolf. "Next thing I know, I'm waking up in their," I point to Yang and Ruby, "house, I've got blue hair, yellow eyes, elf ears, and a freaking tail." I say, pointing to my various features. "I did remember some things though. I remembered science, math, that kinda stuff. I also remembered history. Except, not necessarily the history you four know." I say, breathing in. 'I'm not from Remnant. I'm from somewhere else, from Earth. A different planet. I don't know how or why, but I probably won't be able to go back. Earth is… different. A lot of things don't exist on Earth, namely Grimm, Dust, Aura, and the Faunus. The population of Earth as of the day I left was somewhere between seven and eight billion people. Another difference is war. As of the day I woke up here, there have been two wars large enough to be called World Wars. We also fight quite differently. To put it simply: melee weapons are virtually nonexistent in the armies of Earth. We use guns." I say, taking a breath and allowing for questions.
"But what if your gun can't kill whatever you're fighting?" Weiss asks.
"Then you're not using enough gun. Point is, on Earth humans fight humans. There is no other enemy to fight so we fight ourselves." I say, earning looks of dismay from the girls, mostly from Weiss and Blake, since Yang and Ruby already knew. "And finally, the nation I am glad to call my home. The only thing I remember about my home is the country itself. America, land of the free and the home of the brave. That's what this flag means to me: it means that no matter where you are, there are men and women willing to lay down their lives to protect yours. That is one thing that I will never forget. To quote a religious text from Earth: Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." And with that, I walked into my room, closed my door, changed into my pajamas, and fell asleep.