Here we go with another chapter and we're finally getting to the juicy bits of Season 3... well you all know what I mean when I say 'juicy' bits...
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Chapter 38:
"I'm telling you! I'd break his legs if you told me to!" Demon said while sitting next to Yang in her dorm.
"Yeah, but I don't want you filed for animal abuse…" Yang joked, lightening the mood for everyone. RWBY, JNPR, DRK and the Angels were all sitting around in RWBY's dorm and consoling Yang in any way they could.
"YEAH! BREAK HIS LEGS!" Nora cheered, laughing once again going around the room. They were just about to continue when they were interrupted by a knock at the door. Kira jumped up and opened it to find Ozpin standing outside with coffee mug in hand.
"Why hello Miss Durrack, it is nice to see that Miss Xiao Long is getting so much support but I must say she will have to make a speedy recovery if she wishes to partake in the final tournament tomorrow"
"Don't worry Sir, I'll be back in fighting shape by tomorrow!" Yang announced, giving a thumbs up to the Headmaster.
"I'm confident that you will be but I recommend that Miss Nikos prepare herself for the match in little under an hour… it will surely be quite a show and I know you will represent Beacon quite well"
"Thank you Headmaster, I'll be sure to fight to the best of my ability!"
"That's all I can ask Miss Nikos, although could I see you in my office before the fight, I would like to discuss something with you"
"Sure" She replied, Ozpin nodding and walking off with Pyrrha in tow.
"Let's go watch Pyrrha fight!" cheered Ruby, pumping her fist into the air in excitement.
"Ok then, what could POSSIBLY go wrong?" Tempest added while everyone stood to leave, staring up at the ceiling.
"I'm serious man, I'll pay for the damn counselling because you need to get checked out" Jaeger spoke, giving the most serious expression he could. Tempest just waved him off and everyone left, leaving him in the room by himself.
"I'm serious writer, you better damn change the script or I'm going to kill you"
[Amity Stadium – Vytal Festival – final round of 1 on 1 fights]
"How is she that good!" marvelled Josh, his brain barely able to comprehend how Pyrrha could manage to dodge each laser blast so perfectly.
"I think Ruby said it was because she drinks a lot of milk…" Yang put in, her eyes glued to the battle happening in the arena. "Speaking of Ruby, did any of you see where she went"
"No idea, but I'm sure she can handle herself…" Rosaline answered, eyes wide as she watched Pyrrha fight. No one bothered to see the very annoyed and exasperated look that Tempest gave when she said that.
"How is this at all fair for her though, it's like she is fighting eight separate people and she can't even use her overpowered Captain America stuff on her" Kira mentioned, watching as Pyrrha blocked two swords in one swing. They stayed quite for the rest of the fight… or they would have if a certain 'interruption' wouldn't have happened from probably the least observant person in the group. Pyrrha had just had her sword and shield knocked away from her and was completely unarmed against her opponent.
"Ummmm… Tempest, it's happening again" Jaeger spoke nervously, activating the optics that he had implanted in his eyes to zoom in to see Pyrrha "Her eyes are no longer focused on her opponent"
The others noticed the fact… although it was already too late. Pyrrha's opponent reared back her hands and throw them forward while her swords followed. Pyrrha's eyes went wide and she pushed out her hands and they reversed… there was only one problem. As they reversed their paths behind the girl, invisible threads caught on her arms and a terrible sight engulfed the arena.
The momentum of the blades caused the wires to double back again and tightened so much that they ripped through her arms spreading blood everywhere… or they would have if it wasn't for the fact that she appeared to have robotic limbs. The wires sawed through her limbs and she collapsed to the ground, limbs sprawled in all different directions as wires sparked in their final seconds of life.
The mood of the arena turned to shock and horror again as most of the people had just witnessed their first actual 'death'. The Pilots, minus Rosaline, weren't all too moved by the sight but they knew that most of the audience wouldn't know how to handle it. They almost didn't have enough time to think before a voice came over the loudspeakers, a female's voice that sounded calm and calculated, not at all phased by the happenings in the arena.
"This is not a tragedy… This was not an accident… This is what happens when you hand over your trust, your safety, your children to men who claim to be our guardians… they betray you… An Atlas AI posing as an innocent schoolgirl? What could the general have been planning with this clear betrayal of trust between the nations…"
"Yeah, I'm going to stop you right there…" interrupted Josh, speaking into the large datapad that Markus was now holding "My friend here hacked through your pathetic excuse for a firewall and we are cutting the feed for whatever you were planning, although we have a parting message for you… Markus, Rickroll her…"
The single most annoying song in the world began playing through the stadium speakers and it seemed to lighten the mood, although there was still a body on the stadium floor. Josh took out his scroll and hit in his coordinates, jumping down into the arena swiftly followed by Markus. He sprinted over to the girl lying in pieces on the floor and assessed the damage.
"Markus, get a back-up of the files and try and stabilise the memory core so it doesn't collapse on us…" he instructed, moving the body pieces back together so it looked like a disassembled body. Almost as soon as he had done that, a rocket locker speared through the overhead dome and landed next to the Pilot. He reached over and took out his specially designed gauntlet, putting it on quickly and getting straight to work.
He reached across the limp body of the girl and activated the gauntlet, the grey haze beginning to coat her severed limbs. For each joint that needed re-fixing he had to expend almost the entire vial of nanobots to re-attach it and then leave half of that to keep them permanently in place, so by the end of it he only had a single vial left of nanobots.
"Ok, try and jump-start the systems…" Josh instructed, Markus taking out his dataknife and stabbing it into the operating systems in the back. The crowd went wild and Josh felt a whole lot of hostilities directed towards them, until Demon cleared it up for them.
"HEY! IT'S A DAMN COMPUTER KNIFE SO GET OFF THEIR BACKS!" he shouted without a mic to assist, somehow still silencing the entire arena… except for the Rickrolling that was still going on in the background.
Josh directed his attention back to the task and saw that the girl's eyes, or optics as he should call them, slowly whirred back into life until they looked normal. Markus took the knife out of the back of the girl, signalling that he was done, her look still not changing from the far-eyed look that he could have likened to what he liked to call the 1000-yard stare that he often saw from war veterans.
He assumed she went through some sort of boot-up procedure because without a waring she suddenly sat up perfectly straight and gave him a warm smile.
"Salutations!"
"Ummmmm… hi there?"
The crowd cheered a victoriously and Josh definitely felt as though his heart had lifted when he saw that she had been revived… rebuilt? Whatever it was called. A few Atlas operatives came onto the stage and took care of the girl, taking her off to the side of the stage and leaving just Josh, Markus and Pyrrha. The 'invincible girl' was collapsed onto her knees and was crying into her palms with shaking shoulders.
Surprisingly, it was Markus that went over to comfort the crying teen.
"Do not fret young one, we were all like this when we had our first kill… you should think of yourself as being lucky that it didn't have the usual side-effects" spoke the scientist, knowing she would be handling this much less level-headed if there as blood splayed across the arena. "Be consoled that she is alive and well so that you can fight another day knowing you didn't end another's life"
"But I killed her! I didn't mean to… there was just so many swords!" she cried, spilling tears into her palms.
"Hmmm… I believe you may have befallen the same fate as Miss Xiao Long, meaning that you played no part in the happenings a few minutes ago"
"Are you saying what I saw were just illusion?" choked out Pyrrha, looking up from her crying.
"I suspect so… don't worry about this incident, it'll be cleared up soon and will be far behind us tomorrow"
Markus would have continued to try and calm her down… if it wasn't for his motion sensor going off the charts. He looked down and groaned so loudly that even Josh heard him from a few metres away. He popped his head up like a meerkat because he knew that sound anywhere… the sound of someone realising just how screwed they were.
"TANGO'S INBOUND!" he shouted… just as a Nevermore crashed into the top of the stadium and the air-raid sirens went off. As everyone panicked, it was the Pilots who responded first. Demon smiled for the first time in ages and pulled up his hud, activating his Titan OS' and punching in the co-ords for his weapons locker.
"Squad, form up on me!' he instructed, using his parkour kit to land next to Markus. Within a moment Kira and Rosaline were down there helping to protect Pyrrha while Tempest and Jaeger were over with Josh to protect Penny.
"How bad does it look?" Demon asked Markus while he eyed off the massive Nevermore that was bashing on the shields, taking out his knife that he had on him at all times.
"Well, we're outnumbered 3 to 1…" Markus explained, not exactly sounding confident.
"Then… it is a fair fight!" announced Demon just as the Nevermore broke through the barriers and smashed into the arena floor. "And this is also why I wear armour every second of my life"
He was about to think of a plan of attack when it was presented to him in the form of a notification on his hud. He smiled casually and walked forward a couple of paces then stopped, putting out his hand and flipping the bird at the Nevermore. He wasn't exactly sure that the Grimm knew what he was doing but he got the result he was looking for, a very angry screech and the bird lumbering towards him.
He held up his left arm and with five fingers he slowly began counting down… until when he formed a fist and about thirty rocket-propelled lockers smashed into the things back and pinned it to the ground. Demon casually walked right up to the Nevermore and took out his Wingman, firing the entire clip into its head… then another… and another after that just to make sure.
"That's for screwing up a warm and fuzzy moment…" explained Demon as he kicked it one more time just to make sure, turning to see just about every student giving him weird looks. "What?"
"Overkill much…" Kira commented as she went forward and took out her sniper rifle/kopesh, sliding the bolt back to chamber a round from the clip that was already in the slot.
"Gear up people, we have an academy to save" Josh spoke over the din of the panicking audience, retrieving his rifle/sword as he did.
"Ok, I have a plan…" Demon started, taking out his weapon and feeding in a chain of bullets and pulling back the slider "We need the main defensive specialists, anyone with shields or slow-moving attackers, to stay back with the civilians and ensure that they make it to safety, led by Jaune"
"WHAT!" the boy nearly screamed, getting a pat on the back by Pyrrha to ensure him he wouldn't be alone.
"Second, we'll have an assault team focused on the quick disposal of any and all Grimm that are assaulting the campus which will be led by Tempest while everyone else will follow me, any questions?"
"Why am I the leader?" Jaune asked hesitantly.
"I'll let you figure that out for yourself, for now, get those civilians safely to the campus, we can't risk the Airships all the way to Vale itself with the aerial pressure from Nevermore's and those other ones"
"Gryphons?"
"Those… NOW MOVE PEOPLE!" he shouted, hefting his chaingun and sprinting out of the stadium. Demon knew they'd handle it pretty well but it was a matter of ensuring that the Atlas military didn't get in the way… knowing the way the IMC operated, robots weren't exactly the most reliable of friends. Demon sprinted right to the edge and jumped off, slinging his chaingun over his back and taking out his knife. A few seconds after he jumped, a Nevermore flew past and he stabbed his knife into its hide, catching and being pulled along with the bird.
He pulled himself up and fire grapples onto the tips of its wings and used it as a sort of reins to direct the bird. It squawked in disapproval but was quickly silenced when he stomped hard enough on its back to actually produce a cracking sound.
"Shut up bird, get me to where I want to go and I might just let you live"
Back with Jaune's group he was struggling to get all the civilians in line as most of them were scared, pissed and evidently wanted to run away as fast as possible.
"Come on guys, just get in line and you can all leave"
"EVERONE GET IN LINE OR I'LL BREAK YOUR LEGS!" shouted Nora, making the entire audience stop talking immediately and line up orderly in front of the struggling blonde.
"Thanks Nora… now everyone, we'll be getting you to safety at the academy as soon as possible but we need you to do everything we say alright?"
He received nods from everyone and took a deep breath before continuing.
"We'll be taking you in two batches, the first will follow Natalia" began Jaune nervously, gesturing to the Gunlancer who now was armoured looking like a moving fortress "and the other will follow me and we need you to be quick about it or we risk losing someone!" announced Jaune as he split the group in two with his arm and herded half of them out onto the platform and began loading them into the awaiting Airship.
Pyrrha watched on in mute awe as Jaune once again showed his not-so-useless side and commanded the civilians, smiling at just how much he had learnt in his last year at Beacon.
"So what's the deal here?" came the prying voice of Josh.
"I don't know what you mean!" she answered almost too quickly.
"Well, is it because he's taken or because he's clueless"
She sighed heavily when she realised what he meant, not even bothering to pay any attention to him.
"I don't think I'll ever get through to him" she confessed, not really bothered that another person other than Jaune noticed yet again.
"Well, in my view there are three ways we can go about this… one, you go and slap some serious sense into him, two, I go slap some serious sense into him… or you just wait it out until he somehow figures it out by himself"
"But he's only ever thought of me as a friend!" she complained, still gazing longingly at the clueless blonde.
"Damn, friend-zoned it is… well, wait right here" he said as he began walking over to said blonde.
"NO!" Pyrrha nearly screamed, grabbing his arm and keeping him rooted in place.
"Hmmm… so you don't want him to know… but you do? Make up your mind woman!"
"I just want him to figure it out for himself, he has a serious confidence problem" she explained, sounding a bit sheepish when she mentioned it.
"Look, I speak from personal experience that leaving it till later is a VERY bad thing to do"
"How would you know?"
"To put it simply, the person I liked died two days after I told her… to explain it would mean explaining the story of how I was forced to watch her burn alive in front of me"
"Oh my god…" she gasped, holding her hands to her face in shock.
"Yeah, so as I was saying, just get it out there before you regret leaving it" Josh finished up, giving her a wink as Jaune came over to join their conversation.
"Hey guys… how you holding up Pyrrha?" he asked, completely oblivious to what they were talking about.
"I'm going great thanks! You did a great job out there"
"It wasn't that good…" he replied a bit embarrassed, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Well, I'm going to leave you guys to have your little talk while I go see what Tempest is cooking up"
Back over with the assault team Tempest was… giving them a pep talk.
"and then, we'll make all their families watch as we rip out their guts with their own carved bones and then BEAT THEM TO DEATH WITH THEIR OWN SKULLS!... any questions?"
The entire assault team was staring at him in mute horror as they were probably scarred for the rest of their lives from the brutal scene that he had just finished describing. Sky feebly put his hand up and Tempest pointed one of his shotguns at the hand.
"Make it worth my while and I won't blast it off"
"Ummm… that isn't possible, with the skull thing" Sky mumbled, definitely wanting to keep his arm.
"hehehehe… that's what they were saying while I bashed them to death" replied the Pilot, a psychotic glint sparking through his eyes.
"Well, enough of scaring the crap out of them Tempest, this is going to be their first deployment so make it something Dropmaster Rekka would be proud of!" Josh interrupted, stopping the shotgunners scary rant.
"Hmmmm, you want a good one, here we go… LISTEN UP LADIES! We got at least five thousand metric tonnes of ass that needs kicking and we're going to very much oblige those shanks who think they're just going to walk in and take the academy… I SAY THEY'RE BLOODY DREAMING! We need these guys kicked out as quickly as Yang at a bar!"
"HEY!" shouted said girl from in the assembled crowd, getting a massive laugh from everyone else.
"Ok, here's the plan, shoot anything that looks vaguely like Cardin's mother and you'll be good!" Tempest explained, getting a death-glare from the Winchester… as well as a massive 'DAMN!' from the crowd.
"Sorry, I just got a call to the burns unit for a Mr Cardin Winchester!" Jaeger said as he jumped down from seemingly no-where.
"Where were you?"
"Setting up traps…" replied the sniper casually, pulling his Longbow DMR off his back and setting sights on a few Gryphons, firing a single shot and breaking the wings of four.
"Why would we need traps?"
Just as he said that, a massive Nevermore with bone white scales tried to fly into the arena… only it was stopped right at the top of the entrance as it caught on seemingly invisible wires and detonated several arc mines which fried it and filled the arena with a smell that resembled cooked chicken.
"That is why my good friend, now are we going to get going or are we going to continue sitting here looking at our own reflections!"
"Considering what you do with most of your life I'm not sure if you're being serious or not…"
"Just get going…"
"Ok then… EVERYONE MOVE OUT!" Tempest shouted again, getting everyone onto an awaiting Airship and beginning the journey to Beacon. He made sure everyone was ok then used his parkour kit to get on top of the ship and looked at the prize he was protecting, Beacon academy. He stood there for most of the trip, not at all phased by the Grimm that were flying around overhead… it really did help to have a very angry girl with a minigun on the ship after Grimm decided to ruin her favourite shoe shop.
He heard the familiar sound of his girlfriend's shotgun gauntlets and heard her heavy footsteps move up to right next to him.
"So, we got a plan of attack?" Yang asked him, cocking Ember Celica and looking as Nevermore and Gryphons flew past without even batting an eye.
"A plan of attack… let me think" he replied, sounding like he was leading on to something.
"Don't you dare…" Yang scolded, knowing exactly where he is going.
"The plan of attack… is ATTACK!" shouted Tempest as he sported a massive grin, taking both his shotguns out and flipping them around in practice. He then looked straight up with a very sadistic grin on his face.
"Oh and writer… if you don't let me save her then I'll make sure you won't be able to continue writing with the two broken hand's you'll have!"
"Who are you talking to?"
"Not talking, blackmailing…" Tempest replied, not breaking contact with the invisible entity in the air. "And it damn well better work"
Yang just ignored him and went below decks to check on the others, not noticing the leaf that floated past Tempest's vision even in the high-speed winds.
If you are going to, there is a line so please wait your turn…
"And who's ahead of me?"
My stepmother, my brother, the server at McDonalds, my dog, my friend at school and Death…
"How'd you piss of Death?"
I didn't really piss him off… it's not that hard to get on his list of killings
"Well ok then…" Tempest accepted, aiming both his shotguns at Beacon.
"IT'S TIME TO SAVE MY WAIFU!"
