"Alright class, now that I see I have your attention, and I didn't have to do anything, I'll get this started. You've seen Weiss's small sword, Schnee you know it's true, and you've seen Ruby's custom made Sniper-Scythe. So, they are the close combat and ranged support, respectively. I fill the role of brute force and the up close and personal type of fighting." Yang said, a manic like grin on her face. This caused some of the students to be afraid, and with good reason.
"Your not even armed, and aren't all four of you a little young to be teachers?" rang out the voice of Draco Malfoy. Most students just groaned and ignored him. He wasn't ignored by Yang though, and as he would soon learn, it's not a good idea to annoy Yang.
"Yes, were a little young to be teachers, but that doesn't matter when one of us can take you down and make it look like an accident, set you on fire and burn you to a pile of ashes, or freeze you to your very core, and teach the other students how to do it, Mr. Malfoy. So please, refrain from talking, or you will have a go in the ring with me." Yang said, her eyes having shifted to the red that signaled her anger, but shifted right back to the lilac that they normally were. Some of the more perceptive students noticed this, and were worried.
"Now, as I was saying, I will be the hand-to-hand instructor for all of you. So, any of you ever do boxing? Or have any experience with it? Just walk on up if you do." Yang said, hoping someone knew a little bit of boxing. She'd take someone who had been a punching bag even. At least they would know something.
She got her wish as, to the surprise of his class mates, Harry walked up to Yang. The blonde brawler recognized the Boy Who Lived as the kid Weiss held at rapier-point. She hadn't taken him to be the boxing type, but then again, most people that saw Yang didn't see a brawler, but a party girl.
"Well Mr. Potter, head to the weapon wall and grab a set of bracers. I want to see how you stack against me, and if one of your classmates is up to it, one of them as well." Yang said, a glint of madness in her eyes. It sort of scared the last in the Potter line if he was being honest.
Still, he walked over to the weapon wall, and grabbed a set of bracers. The bracer were very similar to Yang's Ember Celia when in combat mode, with the bracer covering the wearer's forearms up to their elbows, and a plate coming over the fist. The only difference between Ember Celia and the bracers Harry was using was a plate that came down over Harry's fist, making his seem more like a glove at the front.
Taking a stance, Yang decide to not activate Ember Celia, wanting to save the surprise of the bracelets she wore on her wrists for something she had in mind after Blake finished up her demonstration.
Harry was still quite scared, as any sane man should when going up against Yang, but he put it to the side for now. He had faced the Dark Lord four times now, and plus, Harry had some anger he needed to let out. This would be the best way to do that.
"Alright Harry, a pointer I want to give you before we start, let your anger come to you in this fight, but don't let it control you. Now, get ready, we go on Ruby's mark" Yang said, trying to part some fighting wisdom to the young wizard.
Harry heard it, but it didn't stick quite yet, as he was already seeing red, so when Ruby blew her whistle, Harry launched himself at the blonde brawler, throwing caution to the wind. He did decent, making Yang go on the defensive, but when he started to run out of steam, all it took to end his rain of punches was a simple grab of his fist, and Yang bringing him over her shoulder and to the floor, with her knee in his chest.
"Not bad Harry, you showed form, which I'd say is most likely more then the rest of the class can say, but you lack strength and staying power. Other than that, remember what I told you, and I might make a brawler out of you yet." Yang told Harry and the rest of the class as she pulled him to his feet.
"Now, anyone else want to take a swing, or do you all want to move on to Kitty Cat?" Yang asked the class. Most were wondering who in the seven hell's Yang was talking about, but with only one professor yet to go, most came to the conclusion of it being the one in black.
"Alright, I see then. Blakey, your up." Yang said as she walked over to the side, still grinning enough to give Nora a run for her money for. No one was sure why, but it kept everyone that knew Yang tense. The blonde boxer may smile a lot, but to rival Nora, one must be high on something or planning, and with Yang, it's highly likely to be the latter.
"Well, alright then. Im Blake, or Professor Belladonna, I don't care which one you use. The weapons I specialize in are a modified kusarigama, or a chain sickle. It's a much harder weapon to master normally, more so then any type of sword, but not as hard as a scythe." Blake explained to the class, hoping she was doing a good job, and wishing she had water. The cat faunas wasn't use to speaking this much.
"Now, anyone want to give a kusarigama a try? Anyone at all? No one? ok. Well, that concludes the weapon demonstrations." Blake said, a little sad nobody at least tried to use her weapon type.
That was when Yang walked up, and the rest of team RWBY had a bad feeling that someone was going to end up in the hospital wing before class was over. It wasn't hard to think on just who might end up in the hospital wing though.
"Alright kids, seeing as how we still have about an hour left, I will propose a challenge to all of you. Seeing as how only Harry faced me, im giving Gryffindor 10 points for it. Now, the challenge is this, face me with any weapon you want besides the rifles, win, and your house gets a hundred points" this got most of the students excited, as a hundred points could tip the balance for the House Cup in anyone's favor.
"But, there is a catch to it. If you lose, its fifty point per loss. So, you can go right here, right now, and I will double the challenge, so two hundred if you win, a hundred if you lose." Yang told the class. This got most of them thinking. Majority saw it would be almost suicide to fight Yang now, even if the point gain has huge, so was the loss.
However, there are people that are either brave, stupid, stubborn, or all three, and Draco Malfoy was mainly the last two, which was enough to get him to walk up to the front, grab a one handed short sword, and take a stance, this one looked much more cable of having Draco actually put up a fight.
"Alright Mr. Malfoy. If you think you got the skills, lets see what you can do. Just know now, there is no backing out." Yang said, as she took the same stance he had when she fought Harry, and activated Ember Celia's combat mode, the bracelets shifting into full bracers, loaded with the dragon's breath rounds Yang used in conjunction with her aura to roast her enemies.
"Now, I won't use my ammo, as its a bit of a waste, and I'd rather not blow a hole through you chest cavity Mr. Malfoy. Now, are you ready?" Yang asked, a grin still on her face. That, more then seeing the bracelets turn into bracers, which doubled as shotguns, scared Draco very much. Shaking his head to rid himself of his fear, Draco nodded yes, and got ready to fight.
"Alright, good. Now, rules of the fight. We go till first blood, submission, or knock out. We start on Ruby's mark." Yang told Draco. The two blondes watched the other, waiting for the whistle to signal the start of them match.
The whistle blew, and Yang rushed forward, aiming a punch right at Draco's gut, who by either a small bit of skill, or stroke of luck, was able to block the gut check. He parried and slashed upward, with Yang blocking with her right bracer, then going for an uppercut.
That, was when Draco's luck ran out and left him to die, in a sense. He blocked the uppercut with the hilt of the sword, and aimed a downward diagonal slash, but Yang was in the middle of a spin, and the Malfoy Heir cut off a small part of the blonde brawler's hair.
The face's of team were ones of fear, as that was the most they had ever seen Yang lose at once. When she did noticed her hair was damaged, it wasn't good. Her eyes turned blood red in a second, and her hair seemed to be making flames.
"You...YOU MONSTER!" Yang shouted as she ran forward, and started to lay into Malfoy, before a black ribbon wrapped around the boxer's waist, pulling her off the Malfoy heir. He was bruised all over, and was bleeding from his lip, badly.
"Can someone take him to the hospital wing?" Ruby asked the class. Two giants of students, who reminded Ruby of Cardin Winchester, came over and picked up the beaten blonde.
"Well class, as Mr. Malfoy just demonstrated, if you value your life, don't mess with Professor Xiao-Long's hair. And, seeing as how Mr. Malfoy lost the double down challenge, one hundred points form Slytherin." Weiss said, fully living up to the name of Ice Princess, to try and get the point across about Yang's hair.
Thankfully, the bell went off at that moment, so the student's grabbed their bags and other stuff for the rest of the day, and walked out of the class very, very quickly, some not even trying to be subtle and just got out of there in a full run.
"Well guys, I say that went well for our first time teaching, eh?" Ruby said, trying to optimistic on the whole lesson for that day. The other three girls on the team just gave her that look that one had when resisting a face palm.
A/N: Well, theres the rest of the chapter. Review, as it helps we to see whats good, and what im doing wrong. and, a little late but Happy new year.