Chapter 14: Homecoming

Ah, Argus I really miss this place. We were gone for a good week but man I really miss the cold air on my face, the view of the Sea, and the wonderful sea of people just swarming us.

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Wait... What.

"Back I said Back, you crazy people!"

Pushing my way from the crowd of people I start to hear what they are saying and why they are here.

"Pyrrha how does it feel to win!" "Pyrrha can I take a picture with you!" "Pyrrha we love you!" "Pyrrha Marry me?!"

"Oi!"

You know what I take it back, I really starting to hate being surrounded by people. The moment we arrive in Argus there was a huge crowd of people blocking the entrance of the station. Security was about to get involved but... Let's just say, Mothers are really scary.

"Move out of our way or else I will go through all of you!"

"Mom please calm down. People are just happy that I won."

Oh you poor naive Pyrrha, when will you learn people only care about being friends with the most famous person just to get a boost of that fame. Oh well, at least it's not me getting that attention.

"Ha! Look at her getting swarmed by all those people, serves her right!"

"Mom my friend is getting swarmed by them and you are just laughing at it."

"Oh, sweet heart... I do worry about Pyrrha... But that woman on the other hand..."

Yea, I know.

"Well, you think we should help them?"

"I will help Pyrrha and only Pyrrha."

I take that as a yes.

I reach into my backpack and pull out a grenade.

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"Um, Seth I don't think that would be wise?"

"Don't worry this is only a flash grenade, if anything it will only blind them for a bit... I hope."

I start walking toward the crowd and try to get Pyrrha's attention. But it's hard to do, when everyone is trying to do that.

Sigh... Only one thing to do.

"QUACK!"

For some reason that always got her attention. I never knew why. She looks at me pleading for help. So the best I can do is sign at her to 'cover her eyes.' which she does and grabs her mother's hand.

I pull the pin of the grenade and throw it up into the air.

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BOOM!

"Ah! My eyes" "I can't see" "Who did that!"

I quickly push people out of the way and reach for Pyrrha and her mother. And pull them in the direction of the exit.

"Thank you."

"Yes thank you, Seth."

"Yea, sure no problem, just helping out the best I can. Probably start to get home once you two leave the station, I have the feeling these people won't quit just because some light blinded them for a bit."

As soon as we leave the station the coast was clear for them to make their way home.

"Ok! Well, I guess this is goodbye, for now, have a safe-."

To my surprise, I was hugged by Pyrrha.

"Thank you, Seth. We will talk later and hopefully celebrate with our friends back in Sanctum."

"Uh... Yea, let's."

She pulls away and soon her Mom is now in front of me.

"Thank you, Seth." She says with a warm smile.

"Sure, No problem Miss Nikos."

"Seth I told you before you could call me Nereid."

"Right sorry, a force of habit".

She hums and quickly the two start to walk away from the station leaving me and... Wait where the hell is my Mom?

I turn back at the station and see her walk outside of it.

"Wow thanks, Mom for the help."

"What do you mean? I did help, just look back inside and tell me I didn't help you."

I walk toward her and see through the window of the door and see a group of people on the floor.

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"Mom, what did you do?"

"Oh, nothing you know how windy Argus is. Let's go home now."

With that, she starts to walk away and I just follow trying to ignore what I just saw.

'Sigh... Man, it's good to be home now.'


It's been two months now and School has now started for those who are fortunate enough to go. Meanwhile, I'm just stuck at home watching television. Honestly, how was this punishment for wanting to fight? The bad thing was I couldn't train, that's fine and all. But once I try to work on my weapon, Mom told me this was another part of my punishment. I was only able to work on it once I get back into school. Which will take me another month.

For the most part, my legs feel way better now. I kept doing what Qrow told me and concentrating my Aura on my legs, to make them feel better and by the end of the second month, I started walking without the use of focusing my Aura on them.

I haven't told Mom this. Because technically this does count as training so I don't want to go into the whole 'I told you no training' by her. Speaking of training I also discover something amazing about my 'semblance?'.

My Semblance can also sing the lyrics. It took me by surprise at first but one day when I was in my room writing a new song that I heard I decide to tap my heart and listen to it and well.


Flashback to a month ago

Sigh..." How the hell did that song go again, I swear? Some of these songs I hear are either too quiet or too fast for me to understand them."

Sitting on my desk I tap my fingers trying to remember how the beat of the song went. Also trying to remember how the lyrics go again.

Sigh...' There has to be an easy way for me to... Wait... God I'm stupid sometimes.'

I realize that I can easily tap at my heart to play the song, to remember how it went, and since it's a song I know this would be easy.

With a tap at my heart and the name of the song " Dancing," the music starts to play.

Get up on the floor

Dancin' all night long

Get up on the floor

Dancin' 'til the break of dawn

Get up on the floor

Dancin' 'til the break of dawn

Get up on the floor

Dancin'

"Oh, so that's how it goes. I was wondering what the person was sa-"

I drop my pen and realize something.

All the time

My baby you on my mind

And I don't know why

Yeah, but the feeling is fine

Can't you see

Honey, you are for me

"Holy shit Mom! You are not going to believe this!"

I get up from my desk and run outside my room trying to find my Mom.

End of Flashback


To her surprise, even she didn't understand it but she was happy for me.

"I'm Back!"

"Hey! How was your day?"

"Good as always. What about you how are you feeling?"

I get up and start to walk around the room with ease. " Way better now. I think if anything I would be able to go to school by the end of the month."

"No more pain?"

"Nah... It's all gone now."

"Good. Now go to your room."

"What why?"

"You are grounded remember. I told you once you get better you were grounded. So off to your room Seth now."

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You know what fair enough. I was hoping she forgot about it but I guess I was wrong.

I start to head to my room.

"And No messing with your Semblance!"

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Fuck!


Sanctum has been interesting ever since I came back, for one almost all the attention was on Pyrrha. I think winning the Mistral tournament really boosted her popularity with everyone in the school. A little too much to her amusement.

"Yes thank you. Bye everyone!" she quickly closes the classroom door and quickly goes to her desk.

"What's wrong champ? Trouble in paradise?" I ask trying to hold a laugh.

She looks at me trying to smile but couldn't.

Sigh..."If you were to tell me winning this tournament would cause me problems, I would have listened to you. Almost everyone in this school is trying to get on my good side and become friends with me."

"I think you need to tell them to 'fuck off' Pyrrha, you can't be letting people use you just for them to get their five seconds of fame."

"You know I can't do that. If anything this will surely pass once the next tournament comes."

"Yea, it will just be in another year. So try to hold on for now."

"Yea. It's too bad you won't be in that tournament after the stunt that you pulled."

I just place my head on my desk. "Yea tell me about it."

"Well look at the bright side, at least now you can work on your weapon and have a little bit of training now that you are in school."

That's true now that I'm back in school, I can finally finish my Scabbard and hopefully now I can start my sword. These last few months have been boring and the fact that I haven't been able to train at all. Have not helped at all, but at least I'll be 15 in two months and hopefully start to train with Mom again.

"Yea, at least that's the good part out of all of this."

"By the way, I heard a rumor about you."

"Huh? What rumor."

"Well, people are starting to talk about your semblance Seth."

My Semblance what about it? If anything it's just music.

"I heard that you might leave your training of becoming a huntsman and start to become a musician. is that true?"

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"People are so stupid sometimes. No, I'm not. You should not pay attention to rumors Pyrrha they could cause problems for everyone in the future."

"Of course. I'm sorry for bringing that up."

"Nah. it's fine."

What is that all about? No, if anything I should take my own advice and ignore it for now. I got better things to worry about now.


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How the fuck is this going to work?

Right now I'm looking at the blueprints of my scabbard, but the more I look at it. The more confusing it looks. At first, my plan was to make it a sheath-like to have a place for my sword, but when it came to adding the shotgun part, that's where it all falls apart. Also trying to make it out of metal was still the plan but now, I'm second-guessing myself in all of this.

"Damn it! Why is this so hard to do!"

"How about you start with your sword and make your way backward, sweet heart?"

I look up and see my Mom walk into my room.

"Thats... Not a terrible Idea. But that will still leave me with the scabbard problem later."

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"Hmm. You said, you also want it to be a shotgun right?"

"Yea, for me to at least have range. Why?"

"Then make your scabbard look like a shotgun. If anything combine the two weapons and make it as one."

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Make it a shotgun... Instead of making it look like an average scabbard. The idea never crossed my mind, but if I can combine the two weapons together.

I turn back toward my desk and grab a pencil. I then started to design how it would look.

The sword design that I had in mind resembles something that I once saw long ago. A straight sword with a blue color blade, the grip of the sword was a dark blue color and the cross-guard had a beautiful golden color, with a little heart on it.

For the shotgun, I want it to be fast at shooting. So I have to not make it into a pump action, So if anything maybe make it into a tactical shotgun. But where can I combine these two together?

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'What if I make the cross-guard of the sword into the stock of the shotgun? No, but the grip of the sword will be in the way when I shoot.' I kept drawing the design trying to combine the two weapons. 'Unless, If I use the heart in the design of the sword and make it a trigger, so the grip can come out. Then I can easily pull the sword out and have two weapons.'

A shotgun in one hand and a sword in the other. Duel-wielding as I did back in the tournament.

That sounds so stupid. That it might just work.

As I finish my train of thought I turn around and show my Mom what I made.

"So what do you think?" Showing her the drawing.

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"You really are my son huh."

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What? What does she mean by that?

I look back at the paper of the design I made and saw that it was a really bad drawing of two weapons put together with little words explaining how it worked.

"... Well, at least I know I'm bad at something."

"True but I can still draw better than you."

Never seen you draw before but I'll take your word for it.

"So what will you call it?"


AGE 15

"Ok, if I press this button then it should."

POP!

Fuck!

I fall off my chair once the grip pops out of the end of my stock.

I get up from the floor and inspect the new and improved weapon that it took me at least six months to build. After many trials and errors, but finally, it was finished... I think.

Only one way to find out.

I grab the grip and try to pull off my blade from the shotgun. With a little force, the blade starts to slip off the gun.

'Alright, this is good. Not too tight and not too loose. At least this is good.'

Once I pull the blade out, I just look at it.

'Yep just like I remember how it looked, a little bit more mechanical but at least it still has the resemblance of the original look. Too bad I didn't include Dust on this sword then it would have really fit the bill on where it was from. Oh well.'

I placed the sword down and started to inspect the Shotgun.

'Ok now let's see if all my worked paid off.'

I pick up the weapon and start to inspect it.

'Huh, You know I had the feeling this would be heavier than I first thought it would. But then again I have been training more now ever since I turn 15.'

I try to hold it with one hand and aim.

"Hmm, I might need to work on one thing, that's for sure.' I notice once I took aim, that my hand was shaking, It could be my nerves or it could be that I'm not used to having to aim with one hand. Well if anything I can always work on that later. Also, I never fired it before with one hand, so I don't know how well I'll handle the kick of the gun once I'm in combat. Another thing to train then.

Once I finish with both weapons, I grab both and put them together and see if they stick together.

'Please work. I don't want this to be another failed attempt on my part that I didn't measure it right.'

I grab the shotgun and the sword and slide the sword on the back of the shotgun. I waited until I heard a 'click' sound meaning the sword was now secured and both weapons were now together. And with a press of a button, the grip of the sword went in on the cross-guard.

"I did it... It Fucking works!"

Grabbing the shotgun, I took aim, feeling how the cross-guard feels on my shoulder.

'Good, no discomfort at all. This is way better than the other times.'

Placing it down on my desk, I just look at it. After so many failed attempts on it and getting help with the idea of the shotgun. It was finally done.

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No, it still needs a name...

I place my new weapon on my desk and sit down on my chair.

'Huh, never knew I would have made it this far with all of this. And now it's almost done all it needs is a name and I'll be done. Hmm, what can I call this?'

I can call this something simple, maybe something edgy... No, I'm not that cringe. Hmm, maybe I can-.

"Seth! Go to sleep it's past midnight!" I hear my Mom yell on the other side of my room.

"Okay, I am!" Shit, it's already past midnight, oh well I'll deal with this tomorrow. For now, I'll just get some rest and try to figure it out later.


A/N: OK so here for a better understanding of how it looks. The shotgun is a Benelli M4 assault shotgun. And for the sword, well It's pretty much the Freedom- Sworn from Genshin Impact, but more mechanical. Now instead of the shotgun having a stock it's replaced by the sword cross-guard, and with the little heart on the sword, it will be a button for the grip to come out. Also, the shotgun has a pistol grip, trust me it will make sense later. Thank you for reading today and hopefully I'll see you all next week. Bye...


Omake: Fail Trail Runs.

Trail run #1

"Ok let us see if I can make this grip come off the sword."

With a push of a button on my sword, it starts to make a cracking sound.

"I don't think that's a good si-"

BOOM!

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"Ok... let's try this again."


Trail run #6

"Seth, are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Pyrrha trust me, When have I ever-"

"A bunch Seth."

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"Point taken. But I need to know how well this weapon will last with strikes. I'm going to be using it against Grimm so I better test out the durability and work from what I get from this."

It took Pyrrha a good minute, but eventually, I got her to agree with helping me.

"Alright good, all I need you to do is hit it as hard as you can. Maybe even try to use your Semblance to see if you can tear it apart."

How bad can this be?

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Two minutes later...

"I'm sorry!"

In front of me, I see my now destroyed weapon on the ground...On fire.

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'Well, I better start to use better material then.'


Trail run #10

"Now that this is finished I can go and try to hit targets outside the school."

I pick up my new and improved weapon from the workbench and start to head outside.

'Huh... Oh, it's raining, oh well nothing bad can happen, right?

The moment I step outside the school I feel a shock in my hands and see that my weapon is short-circuiting. dropping it to the ground I see it explode.

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"Why do I say things."

I pull out a piece of paper and write down 'Improve climate durability'.


Trail run #13

"Seth I told you not to work on this thing in the house now look at what you did?!"

Looking to my left I see that the couch in the living room was now burnt.

"What do you have to say for yourself?!"

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"...Well the ignition works. Ehe."


Trail run #16

I look at the mess I made in front of me. And see that the blade and the shotgun were both different in size.

"I think this is why Pietro was teaching me about shapes and measurements back then."

Huh... Never knew I needed it in the future.

Well, back from the top.


Trail run #20

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It's done.

Putting the spray paint down I see my finished masterpiece. After so long it was finally done. The color that I use was dark blue, for the pistol grip and the Forearm. And a dark grey for the Receiver, all the way going to the barrel. With a little bit of red for the sight and front sight.

Happy with the finished product I leave it alone to let it dry.

Sigh..."Now to finish it up with a name." I go to my desk and reach for my notebook flipping through the pages. Looking at all the different song names I've written down.

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"This one... Number 8."