It was early in the morning at Beacon academy. The sun hadn't even begun to creep over the horizon and the moon still shone down on remnant. Everything on campus was reveling in peaceful silence, That is until the sound of clashing blades pierced the silence with unnatural loudness. Jaune and Darron had locked blades in one of the courtyards. Jaune pushed off with his shield putting distance between him and Darron. Darron rotated the blades in his hands and dashed forward. Darron swung his blade up, which Jaune blocked with his shield. Darron then tried to spear Jaune with the other sword, only to have it parried by Jaune's. Darron stepped to the inside of Jaune's parry arm. Darron flipped one of his blades and jammed it backwards slamming into Jaune's stomach. Jaune backed up slightly before charging himself. Jaune took a stab at Darron. Darron parried the hit before spinning around and trying to stab Jaune in the neck. Jaune raised his shield just in time to defend himself. Jaune lashed out with a swing of his own. Darron jumped just out of the swords reach before bringing both blades down on Jaune's shield. While Darron was pressing down Jaune's shield. Jaune tried to cut at him with his sword. Darron picked up his foot and kicked Jaune's wrist, causing Jaune to let go of Crocea Mors.
Jaune smirked as he then kicked out Darron's remaining leg from under him. Darron fell onto his back. Jaune moved to shield bash Darron's head while Darron was still on the ground but stopped when he felt cold steel press against his neck. Darron was still holding on to his blades as the two stared at each other locked in a stalemate. Jaune quickly used his shield to bat away one sword and duck his head away in that direction, causing Darron to miss him completely. Jaune quickly retrieved his sword just in time to turn and begin blocking a flurry of slashes that Darron rained down upon him. Darron continued his assault until they had reached the fountain of the main courtyard. Jaune jumped on the lip of the fountain and then somersaulted over Darron. As they both turned around Jaune pushed Darron's swords away and took another stab. Darron leaned backwards out of the way before spinning and bringing his swords around resulting in another blade lock.
"You've gotten pretty good at this Jaune. I might have underestimated you today." Darron complimented, still pushing his swords hard against Jaune's.
"Well I did have some pretty badass teachers." Jaune returned, earning a chuckle from Darron.
"Ready to lose?" Darron asked.
"Not today." Jaune replied with a smirk on his face. Jaune waited until he was sure Darron was pushing as hard as possible before pulling back. Jaune expected Darron to go tumbling forward and land flat on the ground, since that was what happened to Jaune every time this happened. Unfortunately for Jaune he did not expect Darron to tuck into a roll and bounce back placing a side kick straight to Jaune's cheek. Jaune's head snapped to the side and his whole body followed. As Darron's foot hit the ground he brought both blades along Jaune's back. Jaune stumbled forward. As Jaune managed to right himself he felt Darron wrap both blades across the front of his neck and place a foot on his back. Darron pushed off leaving two simultaneous slices on Jaune's neck. Jaune fell face first to the ground, the familiar white of his aura disintegrating as Jaune lost the rest of it. Jaune
hit the ground and the match was over. Jaune rolled over on his back, panting as the adrenaline from the fight subsided and he was beginning to feel tired.
"Man, I don't think I'll ever be that good." Jaune conceded.
"Oh I'm sure you'll at least be this good. We just need to get you some more experience." Darron responded. Darron helped Jaune to his feet as the both heard footsteps coming out into the courtyard. They turned around to see Pyrrha approaching them with a tray of coffee in her hands.
"I figured I'd find the two of you out here this early." Pyrrha said. Jaune walked over and placed a kiss on Pyrrha's lips, as he picked up one of the coffee's.
"You guessed right." Darron said as he walked over to Pyrrha, grabbing his own coffee and wiggling his eyes suggestively. Pyrrha glared at Darron quickly as he took a sip of her own coffee.
"I guess a your welcome is in order. " Darron said nonchalantly.
"Really?" Pyrrha asked mockingly. "Because all I remember is your hair brained plan ending up with me being shot in the chest." Darron laughed nervously.
"That was totally Max's fault." Darron defended.
"I thought it was a brilliant idea. Well until it went horribly wrong." Jaune admitted. Pyrrha and Darron shrugged as the three of them sat on the lip of the courtyard fountain.
"So how has Jaune's training been going Darron?" Pyrrha asked.
"Quite well as expected. He's improved exponentially in such a short amount of time. I dare say in a month or so maybe he could be good enough to take you on. He almost had me twice during the last match." Darron explained.
"Oh, That's wonderful to hear. See Jaune I told you everyone just needed a little push now and then." Pyrrha gloated.
"Yeah, I don't think Darron exactly counts as a little push." Jaune mentioned sheepishly. Pyrrha
looked over at Darron curiously.
"Every morning. 5 mile run. 200 pushups, 300 situps, 100 pullups. Other various exercises and then usually 2 hours of back to back matches with no more than 2 minutes between each match." Darron told Pyrrha.
"Wow, I guess that is a bit more than a little push." Pyrrha admitted.
"It's not all bad though. I mean look how ripped I am. I've gotten so much stronger in only a few weeks." Jaune added.
"Well that's true you have gotten pretty toned." Pyrrha said in a sultry tone as she pulled Jaune in for another kiss. Darron made fake gagging sounds as he stood up and stretched out his back.
"Well I'm going to leave you two lovebirds to enjoy the rest of the sunrise. I am going to go get my team for their training. I expect to see results in combat class with professor Goodwitch. No more
chickening out ok." Darron explained. Jaune nodded and Darron left the pair alone. Once Darron was gone Jaune let out an audible gulp.
"Oh man. I'm really going to have to fight someone today aren't I? I hope it isn't anyone too strong." Jaune voiced his concerns. Pyrrha set down her coffee and pulled Jaune into a tight hug.
"Don't worry about it. I'm sure you will do just fine no matter who it is you face today." Pyrrha assured him.
"Yeah I guess you're right." Jaune agreed as he lifted Pyrrha's chin and began to kiss her again. The two of them started to make out as the sun began to rise over the horizon, casting them in its golden glow. The two of them continued to kiss as they enjoyed each other's company and allowed all of their worries for the day to come to play second fiddle to the person they were with now. Across the Campus however a much sadder tale was being sung. Yang had woken up extremely early this morning and had slipped out of her room down to the forest. On her way she passed by Darron, Who was sitting on top of Jaune's back while forcing Jaune to do pushups. Yang smiled slightly at her friends before slipping away unnoticed. Yang silently made her way across the campus to the small forest on the edge of the campus cliff. Yang walked a few feet into the forest before curling up at the base of one of the large trees. Yang brought her knees to faces and began to cry. Yang laid like that for a while silently crying to herself. Suddenly Yang felt herself picked up off the ground. Yang felt strong arms pull her close to whomever's chest. Yang looked up and saw Allister cradling her in his arms as he sat against the tree.
"I thought I might find you out here." Allister said with a smile. Yang briefly smiled back before her face fell back to sadness. Allister pulled her even closer.
"Hey, What's the matter? I know you were crying out here earlier. Please tell me what's wrong." Allister pleaded. Yang buried her face into Allister chest and mumbled something.
"What?" Allister asked concerned.
"I'm sick again of being the one who is in trouble, I'm sick of always being the one who needs to be saved. I hate myself for being so fucking useless!" Yang restated slowly gaining steam, until Allister kissed her firmly. Allister broke the kiss and placed his forehead against Yang's.
"You're not useless. You are one of the strongest people I've ever met, and you can believe I've met and fought some tough people. Yes you maybe a little reckless at times, but we all can be that way, So you got hurt in a fight. It happens to everyone. That doesn't make you useless." Allister said. Yang pushed off of Allister and stood up.
"You don't understand!" Yang yelled. "I'm not supposed to get hurt. I'm supposed to be the older sister who takes care of her baby sister not the other way around. I'm not supposed to be the one who has to rely on everyone all the time." Allister just sighed as he's stood up.
"You think I've never lost a fight in my entire life. I know how it can hurt your pride to need help but you need to get past that. The world's not fucking perfect."
"Bullshit!" Yang accused. "I bet you've never lost a fight or had any problems. You have that immaculate strength and your funny and nice and just perfect." Allister shook his head..
"Ok story time." Allister began. "After I met Darron, maybe it was only a month or so. We had an argument. it got pretty serious and some punches were thrown. I took a walk in the nearby
city to go and blow off some steam. While I was walking I ran into some corrupt hunters. pretty psychopathic guys too. obviously, a fight broke out. I ended up finding myself with no aura and deep slash in my gut, while lying on the street. I had managed to defeat 2 of the hunters but the rest had surrounded me and I was 100% sure that I was going to die there. fortunately Darron showed up and managed to get me out of there. Yeah I was pretty pissed that I need Darron's help to fight them. I believed that if I couldn't win fights on my own then I would be nothing but a hinderance to Darron but I realized there is no point. I won't forfeit my life because I was too stubborn to ask for help. I'm not saying you shouldn't do everything you possibly can to get stronger. I'm just saying that being afraid of being useless is really what can hurt you. Stop worrying about whether or not your useful and just grab a friends and go kick some ass together." Yang just stood there contemplating what Allister had just told her. Allister strode over and encompassed Yang in his arms.
"No one is perfect. believe me I am one of the few people who knows that best." Allister whispered in Yang's ear. Yang wrapped her arms around Allister tightly.
"Can you help me get stronger?" Yang asked.
"Of course babe. But first I want to show you something." Allister pulled away from Yang and grabbed her hand as he lead her through the forest. Yang simply allowed Allister to lead her along. They walked until they reached the end of the forest and consequently, the edge of the cliff. Yang moved to stand next Allister and gasped.
"It's beautiful." Yang whispered. The two of them stood at the cliff looking out at the expanse over one of Vale's large forests. The light of the rising sun bathed the entire area with radiant golden light. Yang wrapped her around Allister's arm and leaned against him.
"How did you find this place?" Yang asked.
"Actually the four of us found it during one of our morning runs until Max pushed me off the cliff." Allister answered.
"Wow what. Why did Max do that?" Yang asked again. Allister shrugged and Yang laughed.
"You are probably the weirdest people I have ever met." Yang said. Yang pulled Allister down for another series of kisses as they both enjoyed the sunrise. Later that day Zade and Darron were wrestling in the middle of Professor Goodwitch's combat class. They were in the middle of the first match of the day. People all around the arena were cheering for whom they expected to win the match. It was surprisingly a near 50/50 for both sides. Both Zade and Darron rolled around,
disarmed, attempting to send the other into submission. Zade managed to get on top and sent a punch at Darron's face. Darron batted it away and used the momentum to roll Zade over. Zade placed his feet on Darron's chest and pushed him away. Darron flew back a couple of feet and slid to a stop. Zade stood up as quickly as possible to minimize Darron's openings for attack. The two of them encircled each other, both waiting for any possible opening where they could place an attack. the two of them drew closely together until Zade lashed out with a punch. Darron side stepped and countered with a spinning back fist. Zade ducked low, under the swing, Darron followed up with an axe kick. Zade shifted left, dodging the blow and lashed out with a side kick to Darron's stomach. Zade's eyes widened as Darron caught his foot midair. Darron pulled Zade forward and lifted him into the air by grabbing his ribs. Zade began to land punches to Darron's rib cage. Darron ignored the hits as he threw Zade down on his back. Zade countered by wrapping his legs around Darron's back. Zade yanked Darron forward and used his feet to throw Darron into the air. Darron fell heavily on his back. Darron and Zade made it back their feet. Zade threw a punch at Darron. Darron pushed it away and struck back. Zade swung his arm down to block and brought an elbow towards Darron's cheek. Darron caught the blow with his wrist and spun, lifting his back leg to hit Zade. Zade pushed the leg away. Darron used the momentum to spin himself all the way around, jump in the air, and sent another kick at Zade. Zade back flipped away from the kick. Zade shuffled forward and snap kicked Darron's jaw. Darron's head snapped back but it did not deter darron as he began to throw punches at Zade. The two of them engaged in a dance of punches, blocks, and counter punches. The roar of the cheering onlookers got even louder. Suddenly Zade dropped to one knee and kicked up at Darron's chin and then at his chest. Darron fell backwards and Zade landed a quick kick across his head. The familiar shimmer of aura glowed around Darron before dissipating, revealing that Darron had run out of aura.
"That is the match." Professor Goodwitch declared. The others in the room broke out in applause, all of the students who rooted for Zade cheering louder than before. Zade gave a bow before walking over and reaching out a hand to Darron. Darron grabbed his hand and hoisted himself up.
"Shit, I never would have beaten you were we doing this for real." Zade said.
"Possibly but it was a close match." Darron agreed as he gestured to the aura monitors. Zade looked and saw he only had 3% of his aura remaining.
"Good fight then." Zade said as he and Darron left the arena. Darron and Zade literally fell into their seats as Professor Goodwitch called up today's next match.
"Today's second match will another rematch of Jaune Arc vs. Cardin Winchester." Professor Goodwitch announced. The class groaned, not wanting to see Cardin kick Jaune's ass again.
"Oh,man." Jaune said. Jaune was about to reluctantly make his way down to the arena when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Jaune turned around to see Darron looking at him.
"You can win. Show me I didn't start training you for nothing." Darron said. Jaune's expression steeled as he nodded and left for the arena. As the competitors entered the arena they were met with
more half hearted cheers, highly weighted towards Cardin's side.
"C'mon Jaune You can do it. Break his legs!" Nora screamed a little too enthusiastically. Jaune
laughed as he saw Ren need to pull Nora back into her seat before Nora almost ended up falling into the arena.
"So, Jauney boy I see you've come for another beatdown. You know I think I deserve some kind of trophy for beating you up so easily so many times." Cardin called out cockily.
"I don't know what you're implying but I will not lose to you again Cardin." Jaune defiantly replied.
"Oh is that so." Cardin said. "Why don't we make this fight a little more interesting then. If you can
manage to finally defeat me today, my team and I will cease to continue 'bothering' you. On the other hand, Should you lose like the spineless worm you are. I get to take Pyrrha on a date Kiss and everything. Let her decide if she wants a real huntsman rather than some scrawny pussy." Up in the stands Darron, Allister, Zade, , Weiss, and even Ren were attempting to hide their amusement at the look of disgust that formed on Pyrrha's face. Pyrrha suddenly turned to face her friends.
"Cardin can't make that bet right? Jaune certainly won't take it...Right?" Pyrrha's questions were suddenly answered as Jaune's voice echoed from the arena.
"You're on." Pyrrha reached out and grabbed Darron by the front of his shirt.
"What the hell does he think he's doing. He's not ready for this. You guys haven't been training nearly long enough for this. What if he loses. I don't want him to get hurt. And I seriously do not want to go out with Cardin." Pyrrha scrambled, panicked. Darron just placed his hands up hoping to calm the spartan.
"Jaune will be perfectly fine." Darron replied slowly. Pyrrha's breathing leveled off and she let go of Darron. Pyrrha sat back in her chair and resigned herself to her fate. On the arena floor Cardin was laughing about how scoring that date with Pyrrha would be a cinch. Jaune rolled his eyes and readied his weapons. Upon Goodwitch's call that the match was to start Jaune charged at Cardin, like he normally would. Cardin chuckled as he slammed his mace right into Jaune's shield, sending jaune flying back. Cardin was surprised however, that Jaune did land on his feet instead of his back.
"So looks like Jauney boy learned a few new tricks but his fighting is just as crappy as it used to be." Cardin mocked. Jaune just raised his shield without a word. Cardin rushed forward with his mace. Cardin swung down, hoping to concave Jaune's head. Jaune raised his shield and caught Cardin's mace just under the blades. Jaune pulled Cardin forward and spun around, leaving a large slash across Cardin's midsection. Cardin stumble forward a few more feet before finally righting himself. As Cardin turned around to face Jaune he was immediately greeted with the side of Jaune's shield to his face and a flat shield bash to his chest. The impact sent Cardin onto the ground and rolling before he stopped.
"What the fuck." Cardin muttered to himself as he turned. Cardin skipped forward and swung his mace at Jaune's head. Jaune calmly ducked under the attempt but was then slammed in the cheek by Cardin's fist. Jaune's head snapped to the side. Cardin capitalized on the moment by spearing Juane
with his mace and igniting the burn dust inside it. Jaune let out a quick yell of pain as the explosion sent him flying across the arena. Cardin raced to Jaune's position and took a massive swing with his mace. The audience gasped.
"Jaune!" Pyrrha cried out. Darron just nodded. Jaune rolled towards Cardin, Causing Cardin to miss
and began littering Cardin's shins with slashes. Cardin tried to back away but was unable to dodge Jaune's final slash up Cardin's entire body. Jaune stood and took another defensive stance waiting for Cardin's next move. Cardin wasted no time rushing back at Jaune. This time Cardin used his mace to pole vault over Jaune and land on his back. Jaune was stuck face down as Cardin prepared to slam his head into the ground. Jaune smirked as suddenly a white forcefield appeared around him ,knocking Cardin off, before just as quickly disappearing.
"Whoa, that was cool." Yang commented. Max reached over and punched Darron's shoulder.
"So you taught him that trick huh." Max asked. Darron nodded, smirking.
"Trick what trick. I want to know a trick, Tricks are fun unless of course they're played on me then there really not that fun at all." Nora asked.
"Calm, Down Nora. It's just a trick that allows you to physically manifest your aura in a forcefield type apparatus." Zade explained.
"That seems useful." Weiss observed.
"It is." Darron confirmed.
"Isn't that normally what aura is." Ren argued.
"Usually except in this circumstance Jaune knows how to forcibly project the aura from his body allowing him to throw back opponents who get to close. It's a basic technique but an important one nonetheless." Darron answered. Back down on the floor Cardin and Jaune were still fighting for control of the ring. Their weapons bounced off of each other as they clashed in repeated strikes. Neither of them willing to give even an inch of space. Cardin spun around and slammed Jaune's shield with his mace. Jaune pushed the weapon off and stepped close to Cardin, placing slashes across his back. Cardin tried to turn around to stop Jaune's assault yet Jaune managed to stay behind him. Eventually
Cardin snapped his leg back, kicking Jaune's knee, causing Jaune to fall. Cardin turned around and brought his mace down on Jaune's head. Jaune slammed face first to the ground. Jaune pushed off the ground and avoided Cardin's follow up slam. Jaune still laid on the ground waiting for Cardin to get closer. Sure enough Cardin took the bait. Cardin rushed towards a seemingly defenseless Jaune. At the last second Jaune threw his shield at Cardin. The shield hit Cardin's legs and caused him to tumble to the floor. Jaune scrambled over to where Cardin was and buried his sword in Cardin's back before Cardin could get up. The blow cause the last of Cardin's aura to disappear ending the match. The entire class sat in shocked silence. Jaune stood up, panting. Pyrrha stared down at him wide eyes, as the rest of teams JNPR, and RWBY. Suddenly, Darron jumped over the ledge and landed in the arena racing towards Jaune. Darron wrapped Jaune up in hug and the two of them started jumping up and down.
"Yeah, Motherfucker I told you you could win this shit." He said. The entire arena erupted in laughter and cheers. Darron leaned down and lifted Jaune on his shoulders. Suddenly The entire class started chanting.
"Jaune! Jaune! Jaune! Jaune!" Pyrrha and the rest of team JNPR made there way down to the floor followed by teams RWBY and ENDD.
"Awesome Jaune. You've gotten so much better!" Nora exclaimed.
"I agree you have improved significantly." Ren Admitted. As Darron set Jaune down. Pyrrha gave him her own hug,
"I'm so proud of you Jaune." Pyrrha said.
"Well it wouldn't have been possible had Darron not given me all of those extra training sessions." Jaune said humbly.
"Yeah that's probably true." Darron jokingly said with a smug look on his face.
"Haha very funny." Weiss passively scolded. Cardin had slipped off somewhere(who cares) While the rest of the students were celebrating Jaune's victory. During the celebration Darron looked across the room. He saw Blake over by one of the entrances with Sun. Darron watched as Sun leaned down and kissed Blake before the two of them left the arena. Darron felt sadness envelop his heart as he began to shuffle through the crowd and out the other entrance. Darron Silently trailed after Blake as she
and Sun made their way throughout the campus. No, he wasn't stalking her.(mostly) Darron had asked Yang about Blake and Sun's relationship earlier in the week after Darron almost walked in on the two of them making out in team RWBY's room.
"Blake shouldn't be in a relationship with Sun. I don't know how she manages it though. He's so fucking self centered and a douche to boot. I've tried to convince her out of it but she won't listen to me. Maybe you could convince her otherwise." Yang's words resounded in Darron's ears as he continued his tail. Eventually they just ended up wandering the campus.
"I can't believe Jaune won his fight today. That's pretty good for him." Sun said.
"Yeah, It really will change things around here." Blake agreed.
"It probably never would have happened it Dar-"
"Yeah yeah why or how it happened doesn't matter, What matters is that Jaune won right?" Sun interrupted. Blake eyed him rather oddly.
"Yeah I guess." She responded.
"Cool. Hey, Why don't we head on down to that new place I found on the docks, We can skip class." Sun suggested.
"Sun, You know I'm not a fan of Vacuoan cuisine." Blake responded.
"Who cares, It will be loads of fun for me and you said you wanted to make me happy right? So let's go make me happy." Sun answered clearly ignoring whatever he though Blake had just said. Blake stared at Sun for a moment before resigning and following Sun of towards the airships. Darron was currently hiding in a tree when he heard the whole exchange go down. Darron had managed to crush the branches he was holding on to in his bare hands.
"We're going to have a talk about this." Darron thought to himself as he dropped from the tree and made his way back towards the academy. As classes went on for the day Darron seemed a
little...angry and everybody had picked up on it. Now they were all sitting in their final class that day as the professor was wrapping up his lecture. The class ended and the students moved to vacate the room. Yang was lost in a conversation with Ruby until she heard Allister's voice call out to her.
"Hey, aren't you the one who wanted to work after school." Yang immediately spun around to face him.
"Coming!" She called. Yang told Ruby she would see her later and then bounced over to
where Allister was.
"Ready." Yang said. Allister nodded but leaned back to whisper in Zade's ear.
"Go check on Darron. He's been pretty angry recently. I don't know what's up." Zade nodded and wordlessly headed out to check on his leader. Allister turned back to Yang who was smiling up at him.
"Alright, let's do this." Allister said as he began walking away, Yang in tow. After they had changed into their combat gear Allister led her down into a large open room in the basement of the school.
"Nice place. I bet you take all the ladies here." Yang commented jokingly.
"All of them so far." Allister countered.
"Alright so what's the plan how are you gonna make me better?" Asked Yang.
"You're going to have to forgive me for this but… I'm going to try and kill you." Allister responded. Yang cocked an eye curiously until she felt a weight slam into her stomach and sent her flying. Yang grunted as she hit wall and gasped for air as she hit the ground. Yang coughed and looked up to see Allister preparing to curbstomp her head. Without thinking Yang rolled inside the stomp and fired ember celica straight up Allister's body. Allister jumped into a backflip away from the hit. Yang bounced back to her feet. Allister shuffled forward before unleashing a devastating flurry of punches. Each punch was so strong Yang could hear the shockwave caused by each punch damaging the wall behind. Before Yang knew it she stopped thinking, It felt like everything was running on autopilot. Yang and Allister fell into a pattern of blacking and returning shots at each other. The noise caused by their intense combat had attracted the attention of team JNPR's resident ninja. Ren stood in the doorway silently watching the two continue their exercise. Allister watched as Yang's body contorted into any shape necessary for her to dodge his punches. Suddenly Allister snapped out with his leg, catching Yang in the back. Yang flew across the room until she slammed into the wall, leaving a nice Yang shaped dent. Yang yelled as she fell on her ass. Before Yang could even move Allister grabbed her by the neck, turned, and launched Yang at the other wall. Yang hit the wall and crumpled to the ground. Allister cautiously moved forward as Yang remained unresponsive. Once Allister had gotten close enough Yang jumped forward unleashing a barrage of attacks with ember celica. Allister put his arms up to defend from the heat of the blasts. Allister managed to begin walking towards Yang
despite the onslaught of shotgun rounds. Allister threw a punch to clip Yang in the head. Yang bobbed to the side and stepped in to hit Allister. Allister easily elbowed her temple and followed it with a chop to her leg. Yang fell to one knee before feeling Allister's leg ram her side, possibly cracking some ribs. Yang stood back up and recklessly charged again. Allister baited her in and then slammed his foot on tops of hers, trapping Yang in place. As Yang struggled to free her foot Allister began to use her face like a speed bag. Yang was barely able to focus as her head bounced back and forward. Yang eventually managed to squirm her foot out from under Allister and backed away. Yang slammed her fists together, Activating her semblance. Yang's eyes glowed red as her hair lit on fire and all of the force of Allister's blows came rushing back as insurmountable strength. Yang ran at Allister and cocked back for a massive punch. Allister simply pulled back and blocked Yang's hit with an open palm. The ground beneath Allister cracked yet Allister did not move. Allister watched as Yang fell to her knees, panting. As Yang shifted to sit on the floor Allister sat across from her.
"What… was… that… all… about…?" Yang asked between pants.
"Think back to the fight what was the difference between the way you fought and the way I fought." Allister advised.
"Well… I know I usually used my all out method, You did a lot of shuffling and dodging rather than focusing on hitting." Yang thought.
"Exactly. I know you are fighting straight to the strength of your semblance but you're leaving your defensive capabilities highly underdeveloped. Not every fight is going to be about who can hit the hardest first. Most of your hardest fights will be determined by whom is capable of surviving
rather than winning. I know you need to take hit's to empower your semblance but it's worthless if you've got no ability to endure them." Allister explained. Yang listened attentively.
"Training you will be far different from training Jaune." Allister continued.
"You already have the skills and technique necessary for fighting. You also have the physical capabilities. What we really need to work on is you decision making and combat analyzing as well as how we are going to utilize your semblance and aura, but first we need to address the ninja in the room." Ren slowly started to slip away from the room when Allister ran over and pulled him into the
room.
"Oh hey Ren what are you doing here?" Yang asked.
"I apologize for the intrusion, I simply heard your combat and came down because I was curious." Ren
answered.
"So what did you think?" Allister asked.
"Well I was rather interested in if whether or not you would be interested in a quick sparring match, no weapons though." Ren said.
"Ok, why not." Allister agreed, Yang moved towards the edge of the room as Allister and Ren took their positions. Ren and Allister stood facing each other, sizing each other up. Suddenly Allister skipped forward and engaged with a simple straight punch. Ren sidestepped the hit and followed up with a side kick aimed at Allister's stomach. Allister knocked the leg away and dropped into a leg sweep. Ren jumped over Allister's leg and back flipped away, Giving Ren some room to breath. Ren's hands immediately shot up as he used his forearms to block consecutive kicks from Allister. Ren ducked under on of Allister's shots and stepped in close. Allister thrust his hands down in an x shape to deal with Ren's attack. Allister thrust his arms outward sending Ren flying. Ren landed ever so gracefully before running back at Allister. Yang looked on from the door amazed at what she was seeing.
'They look so… insync? It's almost like they know what the other is going to do before it happens.' Ren and Allister exchanged blows. Neither of them willing to give up, yet both knew this fight wouldn't end soon. Even by now neither of them had taken any direct hits. Allister spun and brought a back fist down towards Ren's head. Ren's slammed his forearm into Allister's knocking the swing off target and leaving Allister exposed. Ren focused his aura into his palm and stepped forward to strike. Once Allister's strike had missed he knew what was coming next. Allister managed to shift just enough so that his shoulder took the brunt of the impact. The palm strike connected and a large burst of energy came rushing from it. Yang's hair blew madly from the new pressure wave yet Allister barely slid back even an inch or two. Suddenly both Ren and Allister took up identical fighting stances. Ren and Allister fell back into their regular unstopping pattern of attacks and blocks. One of Allister's right hook's turned into a feint. Ren had over committed to the block and left himself 100% vulnerable. Allister drew back his open palm and and funneled his aura exactly how Ren had into his palm Allister's palm dashed forward and connected with Ren's chest. Ren flew backwards as another pressure wave rocked the room. Ren hit wall and crumpled to the ground effectively ending the match. Ren picked himself off the ground and walked towards where Allister was in the center of the room. The two of them stared at each other as they both placed a fist in an open palm and bowed to each other.
"So did you get what you came here looking for?" Allister asked.
"Yes, I believe I have. I can assure you though, now I know I don't have to hold back against you." Ren said as he silently walked past Yang and out of the room. Allister watched Ren leave for a moment
before stretching his arms out and allowing himself to fall back to the floor.
"Holy. Shit. That was something." Allister said. Yang walked over and laid down next to Allister, snuggling into his side.
"Yeah it was babe. But was he serious about the fact that he was holding back?" Yang asked.
"Totally, He could have done far more damage than he did, But he never would have beaten me." Allister answered. Yang pulled herself onto Allister's chest.
"That's right because You're the best." Yang said, kissing Allister. Allister suddenly rolled them so that he was hovering over Yang.
"Yes I am." Allister reaffirmed as he leaned down and the two of them began to kiss again, ignoring the world around them. Zade quickly barged into Team ENDD's room to find Darron laying on his bed with a pillow over his face.
"Ok what's the problem? You've been angry all day since Jaune's fight." Zade asked.
"Nothing." Darron answered rather sorrowfully. Zade's expression softened as he moved his
chair over to the side of Darron's bed
"Is this about Blake? Don't worry about it. I'm sure she'll come around eventually. Just give her some time." Zade consoled.
"Idk man. I think I waited too long. I'm pretty sure I've missed my window of opportunity, especially now that she's with that Sun guy." Darron said. Zade turned to the small in room kitchen and began to boil some tea for them.
"He's not a threat. I'm sure Blake will realize that he's not the guy for her and leave him eventually.
Just don't do anything stupid." Zade warned. Zade Was intrigued by Darron's lack of an answer. "Darron I'm serious don't do it." Zade warned again as he spun around. Darron's bed was empty and a soft breeze blew in from the open window.
"Ah, shit. Whatever. Just don't do something you'll regret" Zade conceded to himself as he shut the window and returned to his tea Later that night Darron was walking through the beacon halls. His mind set on finding and talking to Blake. Darron clenched his fist tightly in his pocket as he kept thinking about how Sun had been treating her, not just based on what he saw but on the stories Yang, Weiss, and even Sun's teammates, Scarlet and Neptune, had told him when Darron asked. Darron didn't have to look very far when he found Blake at the entrance hall of the school library. "Blake!" Darron called out as he ran up to her.
"Hey Darron what's up?" Blake greeted. Darron's face shifted to a sober expression.
"Hey, can we talk?" Darron asked quietly. Blake looked at Darron curiously yet nodded all the same. Blake led Darron to a bench in the hallway and they both sat down.
"So what did you want to talk about?" Blake engaged. Darron laughed nervously.
"Ok, Please don't get mad at me for this but I want to ask you about your relationship with Sun." Darron's face was stuck in a nervous grin. As Blake contemplated his question.
"I can't believe you are going to do this. Why does it matter to you?" Blake asked.
"So cold, C'mon Blake I'm your best friend this is the kind of stuff I'm supposed to know." Darron feebly argued. Blake sighed.
"Sure what is it you want to know?" Blake conceded.
"Why exactly are you dating him. I mean he has an 8 pack sure, but so does like 70% of the ENTIRE student body, and to be quite frank he's kind of a douche." Darron casually asked hoping that Blake wouldn't catch on to the hidden meanings behind his words. Boy oh boy was he wrong. Blake's eyes
widened in anger as she stood up.
"Are you serious?" Blake asked disbelievingly "Are you fucking serious!"
'Shit, She used to rarely swear...ever. This is bad.' Darron thought as he stared up at Blake.
"What? Do you think I am incapable of making decision and having good judgement?" Blake yelled. Darron stood in front of her.
"Blake stop you're blowing this out of proportion. I just want to know about him." Darron said.
"Don't lie! You obviously disapprove of him otherwise we wouldn't be having this conversation!" Blake accused.
"You know what, Yeah I don't like him, and can you blame me. He's a giant fucking prick!" Darron countered.
"Oh and what makes you say that. You don't know shit about him. " Blake retorted.
"I may not, but I know plenty who do. Yang, Weiss, Neptune, and Scarlet have all told me plenty of stories about him. He takes you for fucking granted! There is no appreciation or respect for you at all! I can't begin to fucking comprehend how the fuck you're putting up with it." Darron yelled back.
"You Asshole! I can put up with it because I like him. I'd figure you of all people would understand. Why do you have to care? Why do you want to be involved in my own life decisions! You've been back in my life not even a month and now you already think you can make decisions for you. I should have know back when you fought Pyrrha. I should have known you would try and impede on my life like this. Why won't you to let me just live my own life" Blake responded.
"Blake I just want you to be ok. Your friends and I can all see that Sun isn't good for you. We… I want to help you." Darron calmly stated.
"Shut up, Shut UP!" Blake screamed back, tears beginning to sting her eyes. "You think you know me. You think you want the best for me but you left. You fucking LEFT! You died and left me all alone in the White Fang! God, there is so much I want to say right now. I can't believe you disappeared, and left me in shambles but have the audacity to question me when I finally try to move on past that. No! No! No! That is not how this is going to work. Not this time." Darron's fist were clenched tightly
so that his nails were nearly piercing the skin of his palms.
"Blake." Darron said trying to hold his cool. "I can not allow you to fucking galavant around with some
nimrod who doesn't give a crap and a half about you."
"Stop. Fucking stop! I am going to continue dating Sun and there's nothing you can do to stop me!" Blake yelled back. By now their argument had spread throughout the building and had attracted a number of viewers. Even professor Ozpin had decided to watch the spectacle over the camera system.
"Ahh a young lover's quarrel." Ozpin mused to himself as he continued to watch the argument. Unfortunately Darron and Blake's fight had attracted an even more undesirable presence. Sun quickly ran over and pulled Blake into his arms.
"Hey, back off!" Sun yelled at Darron.
"Haha. Isn't that just fucking great. Of course you needed to show up right now. How fucking perfect!" Darron shouted to no one in particular. Sun let go of Blake and stepped up to Darron so that they were face to face. Sun stared up at Darron defiantly.
"What the fuck is your problem!" Sun demanded.
"Oh, I'm sorry did I accidently step too close to the little monkey's property, because I'm pretty amazed you'd actually stand up for her considering you treat her like nothing every other time." Darron responded.
"Look I don't know what the hell you're talking about but." Sun began when he was cut off.
"I am going to tell you right now. Go away. This conversation doesn't concern you." Darron said.
"Fuck no!" Sun replied emphatically. "She is my girlfriend, That automatically makes this my concern."
"I asked you nicely and I'll only do it one more time. Step the fuck off, or I will make you." Darron threatened.
"You want to fight is that it. I'll kick your ass to Atlas and back and be home to take Blake out for dinner." Sun boasted.
"Sun please don't." Blake warned.
"Blake shut up I'll handle this." Sun replied.
"Wow, what a fucking ego. God do you piss me off more every single second your ass is alive on this fucking planet. I'm sorry but Blake what was that whole thing about being able to take care of yourself and make your own decision because I guess your boyfriend here didn't get the memo." Darron ranted again.
"Alright asshole, I'm going to fucking kill you right now!" Sun yelled.
"Sun stop." Blake pleaded, tears of anger running down her face.
"Blake I told you to shut the fuck up. I'll handle this fucker. I bet he doesn't even have the balls
to do anything." Sun told Blake.
"Well then what the fuck are you waiting for?" Darron asked mockingly. Darron saw the anger in Sun's expression as the monkey faunus finally snapped. Sun drew his bo staff and twirled it over his head before bringing it down sharply across Darron's head. Darron didn't even flinch minus a slight turn of the head. Darron turned back to look at Sun, who was still staring defiantly at Darron.
"Alright that's it motherfucker." Darron's hand snapped out and grabbed a hold of Sun's neck. Darron lifted Sun in the air and slammed him hard against the wall. Sun lay dangling in Darron's hand while feebly trying to hit Darron hard enough to be released.
"That was nothing you pathetic little…" Sun was sharply stopped as Darron slammed his forehead into Sun's nose, breaking it. Darron also made a point of breaking 3 of Sun's ribs before lightly tossing Sun over towards Blake where he landed on the ground limply as blood began to flow out of his
nose.
"SUN!" Blake screamed. Blake kneeled down as she cradled Sun's head in her lap.
"It's ok I'll get you to the nurse you'll be fine." Blake comforted Sun, who was still mostly dazed from the impact. Blake then turned her attention to Darron, who was looking at her with a rather guilt laden expression.
"You Monster!" Blake screamed. "What the fuck, why would you do that to him! That was far more than necessary. You know, when you got here I thought it was going to be amazing. I finally got my long lost partner back, sweet, But no you are not my fucking partner and you never will be. I wish you had never come back. I wish you had STAYED DEAD." The words stuck Darron like an arrow through the heart but it couldn't even compare as to when Blake pulled Gambol shroud off of her back and threw it at him. Darron reached out and grabbed the blade, feeling the sharpened edge of the sheath slice at his palm.
"Keep it, I don't want to ever want anything to do with you ever again. Stay the fucking hell away from us!" Blake screamed as she lifted Sun over her shoulder and began to carry him off to the infirmary. As Blake carried Sun away a small camera on the wall zoomed in on them. From behind the screen the man in Black from Sirak was watching Blake's every move. The man typed some commands into his scroll and a message was promptly returned
"Target 1: Acquired." Darron's grip on gambol shroud tightened as his own tears began to flow. It was
now Darron finally realized the audience they had attracted. Darron unsheathed the katana blade and drove it halfway into the ground, effectively scaring off any surrounding students. Darron re sheathed the katana and placed it on his back. Darron stood completely motionless for a second before punching out a window he was standing next to, and jumping out before heading to the forest. As Darron reached the edge he faltered and fell up against one of the trees. Darron grabbed at
his head in pain.
"WE'RE BACK MOTHERFUCKER! Can't get rid of us that easily you know." came a masculine voice from inside Darron's head.
"Yeah you worthless fuck, Couldn't even keep us away." Followed a shrill female voice. Darron began to stumble deeper into the forest.
"Shut up." Darron told the voices.
"Hmm, How about no. We only listen to people who matter, and looking at the list of people who matter you seem to fall a little shor haha nevermind your ass falls so far below
the fucking line you'd need the hubble to see your sorry self.." The masculine voice answered.
"Besides, What kind of friends would we be if we didn't explain to you what a fine job you did on your argument with Blakey. Oh wait you didn't do a good job, you managed to fuck every chance of getting even a fucking hello in 5 minutes." The female continued. Darron gripped his head as a knife like pain began to burrow into his head. A grunt was the only vocalization that Darron could manage.
"Admit it, she'll never love you. You're a monster, sick in the head even. Who would want to date someone who is just oh so willing to end anyone's life. Beside's think about it. You don't need her. You have us and mistress. All you need to do is get your useless ass back to mistress and she will bless us and let us all be together with all of our friend's who are stuck in those fucking bracelets of yours." The feminine voice explained.
"Fuck that." Darron said defiantly as the pain in his skull steadily increased.
"Aww did we hurt the little baby's feelings, oh wait I didn't think you had any. We're sorry. Well, not for what we did rather than the fact that you are the most pathetic being to ever walk the face of this planet, and a lot of people have walked this earth so that is saying something." The masculine voicemocked. Darron coughed up blood onto the ground as he leaned against a tree for support every beat of his heart sending waves of pain throughout his body.
"You really should take that girl's advice. I think death is a good look for you. Worthy of the trash that shouldn't even be allowed to breath." The two voices agreed. Darron finally fell to his knees and grabbed at his head as the pain suddenly skyrocketed.
"Look's like the party is finally going to get started. Whew, I thought we were going to be stuck with your company. Thank fortune that they have saved us from your pathetic use of a mind." The feminine voice laughed as countless other voices began to flood into Darron's head. Darron fell on his side and curled into the fetal position. Darron struggled to hold his sanity as the voice's bombarded his mind with libel and vilified his every thought, and action, As the pain continuously and relentlessly grew. Darron was paralyzed and suffered at the mercy of his own demons until everything eventually faded into black.
Allister and Yang were walking back towards the dorm, hand in hand, after their 'training session' had concluded.
"That was great. You should start training everyone, maybe you could charge for it." Yang joked,
"Yeah, That doesn't sound like a bad idea except I'm pretty sure Goodwitch would be on my ass about it." Allister replied.
"I assure you I'd be on your ass for a much better reason." Yang said seductively. Allister laughed to himself. Suddenly Allister came to a complete stop, staring off into the distance.
"Hey, babe what's up." Yang asked suddenly worried.
"Shit." Allister said as he suddenly started sprinting off. Yang chased after Allister,
"Al what is going on?" Yang shouted after him. Allister didn't respond but kept on running. In the school courtyard Allister saw Zade and Max running up towards him. Zade pointed and Allister altered his course without stopping. Soon Max and Zade dashed past Yang and caught up with
Allister.
"You guys felt it to?" Allister asked.
"Hell yeah." Zade answered.
"This could be really… really bad." Max added.
"Will someone please explain what the heck is happening!" Yang yelled.
"I'm really sorry Yang but I really need you to stay here. Please." Allister responded. Yang could hear nervousness evident in his voice. Without hesitation Allister, Zade and Max bolted into the forest. Yang just stood at the edge of the forest, hoping that everything would be ok. Allister, Zade, and Max
moved between the trees hoping to find any trace of their leader.
"Where the fuck is he?" Zade muttered to himself.
"I don't know Zade but we need to find him quickly it's of the utmost importance." Allister responded, hearing Zade's question.
"Yeah we know captain obvious." Max responded. The three of them slowly split up
to increase their chances of locating their leader.
"Yo, found him!" Allister called out. Zade and Max quickly rushed over. Darron was still stuck in the fetal position, shaking, and entirely unconscious.
"Whew, we dodged a bullet on that one. The seal looks completely intact." Max observed.
"That could have been really bad." Zade agreed. Allister nodded as he lifted up Darron and slung Darron over his shoulder. The three conscious members of team ENDD walked back out of the forest with their leader in tow. Yang ran up to them as they emerged.
"Guys! What happened? Is Darron ok?" Yang asked. Allister handed Darron off to Zade, who along with Max made there way back to the dorms. Allister walked over to Yang and hugged her. "What was that all about?" Yang asked.
"It's nothing Yang. Darron is just having some trouble. We'll take care of him." Allister reassured her.
"Ok." Yang muttered as she held Allister tighter. Suddenly, Yang began to laugh.
"What?" Allister inquired.
"It's just funny how tall you are. I'm mostly stuck hugging your stomach rather than anything else." Yang answered. Allister chuckled, also realizing the ridiculousness of their height difference.
"God, You're awesome." Allister said as he leaned down and kissed Yang. The two of them held the kiss for a time not noticing that they were being watched. In one of the nearby trees a man wearing full out ghillie sniper camo was camped out in one of the trees with a camera. The man snapped a few photos before whispering into a small mic on his collar.
"Target 2: confirmed."