I'm back again yay lets get this shit over with
Disclaimer: If I owned RWBY i wouldn't be writing a fanfiction about it
A girl with ivory skin and defined muscles pulled her dark brown hair back into a tight bun and kept it secure with a blue bandana. She adjusted the black eye patch covering one of her green eyes and traced the scar that ran below it lightly, then continued to trace the other scars she had on the other side of her face; one going from her left eyebrow to her left nostril and another going across her nose and finally one running along her forehead just above her eyepatch. These scars didn't bother her, but the amount of people who stared at them was annoying. Everyone always expected some heroic story behind them and she would rather train than make up a different story every time about her scars; telling people a different story at first was amusing but now was just tedious.
Her eyes scanned over the hall where all the new people were staying. She recognized a few of them, particularly one girl who she had not slept at all as she was too busy training in the corner. This girl was extremely thin, almost as if she spent more time training than she did eating. Her sweaty green hair clung to her face and sweat made her green shirt stick to her body. Black and green was the common theme with her, her long gloves were an ombre of black and green and her knee high boots, stockings and shorts were black as well.
The scarred girl remembered training with her a few times before when she found an empty warehouse to train in instead of attending some social gathering. That is where she found this girl and they had trained for hours together.
The training girl noticed that the scarred girl was staring at her and the scarred girl sighed.
I guess I should say hello now that she caught me staring. Fuck. The scarred girl thought to herself and walked over to the training girl.
"Nessa, right?" The scarred girl asked as she approached. Nessa nodded and stopped training momentarily to catch her breath. Dark circles were very apparent under her brown eyes. How long had it been since she decided to take a break and sleep?
"I'm Blanca. We trained together a few times in the warehouse." The scarred girl said as she noticed Nessa's slightly puzzled look on her face. Nessa thought for a moment then smiled brightly and nodded in remembrance. There was a very long and awkward pause and Blanca started regretting coming over to talk to this girl who frankly was in need of a shower.
"Zelena! Wake up! You're sleep walking again!" They saw Ino run across the ballroom, her hair messy clearly from just waking up and chasing after a girl who was running and dodging people expertly in her sleep.
Blanca gave a very faint smile at the sight and Nessa giggled a little.
"I'll let you get back to your training now. You have dedication, and I like that. I've heard rumors of teams, I wouldn't mind being on the same team as you." Blanca stated and Nessa's face lit up and she nodded enthusiastically then turned back to the Schnee Company's top of the line Punching Bag (buy yours now for a limited time offer!). Blanca walked away and sighed, she was never going to initiate conversation again.
An hour passed and Blanca, along with many other first years, were in their locker room getting their weapons and other battle gear. Blanca was now in her battle gear consisting of a long sleeved grey shirt, black tactical gloves that had protective steel on the back hand of her gloves and spikes on the knuckles, blue jeans, black knee high steel toed leather boots with metal shin guards and a black leather jacket with grey hood. Now she was ready for combat.
Blanca strode confidently to the cliffs along with her fellow first years and they each took their position on launch pads. Ozpin explained that they would be launched into the forest and need to find a relic. The catch, the first person they made eye contact with would be their partner for the rest of their time at Beacon. Blanca straightened her back and smiled, as long as she got someone who could actually listen, like Nessa, she would be fine with the whole situation.
Students were starting to be launched and soon she found herself in the air. She scanned quickly, found a tree in the distance which she knew she would reach in time. This kind of thing was childs play. She flew through the air casually and took out an Atlas cigar and lit it. Once the tree she had predicted she would be close too had come into view, she held the cigar in her mouth and grabbed a tree branch with her hands and used the momentum to jump to another tree branch where she used that momentum to circle on top of the branch. Taking out the cigar and blowing a smoke ring, she examined the nearby area.
This shouldn't be too complicated. She thought and jumped down to the ground below then started to casually walk along the forest floor. Hearing a scream, she looked up above to see a spear fly across the sky and snag a falling blonde's hood and keep him pinned to a tree. The sight was amusing but she made sure to walk far away from the blonde. He wouldn't be good in a fight if he couldn't even make a decent landing strategy.
Blanca heard a rustling in the bushes and she stopped dead. She heard the rustling again and turned to face whatever was approaching, her hand on her sword, ready to unsheathe it at any moment. She saw a black haired, black eyed boy emerge from the bushes with a lion and Nessa on the lions back.
"Hey, sorry, hope we didn't spook you." The boy apologized as he walked past Blanca, the lion following. Nessa turned slightly and gave an apologetic look to Blanca and put her hands up as if to say "Sorry, he found me first." Blanca nodded understandingly and continued to walk.
"Well there goes that option." Blanca sighed. She kept walking and came across a tall boy with a black tail coat trimmed with silver, black cargo shorts and black combat boots.
He turned around as he heard her and looked into her eye.
After a deep breath, he said "I am Noir. I would presume that this makes us partners, unless you have already encountered someone who I cannot detect."
"Nice to meet you, Noir. I'm Blanca. Listen here, if we encounter anything trying to kill us, follow my command. Let me see your weapon." Blanca commanded. Noir nodded and took out his weapon which lay sheathed horizontally on his lower back. It was a black short sword but with the flick of his wrist it broke into a whip.
"Fascinating.." Blanca muttered as she looked it over, planning numerous strategies in case they got into a fight. Noir nodded and when she was done examining the sword, he put it away.
"Shall we?" Noir asked and he gestured to walk north towards the relic pieces. Blanca nodded and took the lead.
I wanted to make this longer and include more but I realized how long this chapter was so I'll write more for next chapter and I'm very sorry if the Initiation takes one or two more chapters.