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Chapter 39: Kingsmen: The Secret Service| "Manners Maketh Man"

The screen lights up with Oscar Pine walking down some stairs from the police station. Ozpin is seen waiting for him. "Ossie." He called to the younger man. "Would you like a ride home?"

The students and Em snickered at the nickname while Oscar rolls his eyes.

Oscar turns to him in confusion. "Who are you?"

"Your past incarnation," Nora said cheekily.

"What?" Em asked, looking to Oscar in confusion.

"I'll. . . explain later," Oscar replied reluctantly. He wasn't looking forward to explaining that to his only family.

"The guy that got you released," Ozpin replied.

"That ain't an answer," Oscar pointed out.

"A little gratitude would be nice. My name is Harry Ozpin and I gave you that medal," Ozpin introduced, he gestures to a medal on Oscar's person. "Your father saved my life."

Oscar looks at him in surprise.

"Did he really?" Whitley asked.

"Yes, as a matter of fact he did." Darth Anarchus replied. "And a lot of other people as well."

The scene changed to show Oscar with Ozpin at the pub the former and his friends usually drink in. The two are sitting at a booth table.

"Don't think this is okay for you to start drinking in our world," Em said to her nephew sternly.

"Relax, Aunt Em," Oscar replied. "I'll wait until I'm of age and only do so for special occasions."

"So, before you were a tailor, were you in the army? Like an officer?" Oscar questioned.

"Not quite," Ozpin responded.

"So where was you posted, Vacuo or something?" Oscar asked next.

"Sorry, Ossie, classified," Ozpin said.

"Isn't it always?" Qrow snorted.

Weiss thought the same thing when asking about Winter's military missions.

"But my dad saved your life, yeah?" was Oscar's next question.

"The day your father died, I missed something," Ozpin replied. "And if it weren't for his courage, my mistake would have cost the lives of every man present. So I owe him. Your father was a brave man. A good man."

His words made Oscar smile proudly.

Oscar couldn't help but smile too.

"And having read your files, I think he'll be pretty disappointed in the choices you've made," Ozpin noted bluntly.

"Wow, he doesn't mince words." Roman commented.

"You can't talk to me like that," Oscar said defensively.

"Huge IQ, great performance at primary school," Ozpin listed. "And it all went tits up. Drugs, petty crime, never had a job."

"Oh, you think there's a lot of jobs going around here, do you?" Oscar retorted.

"Doesn't explain why you gave up your hobbies." Ozpin replied. "First prize, Regional Under-10s gymnastics two years in a row. Your coach had you pegged as Olympic team material."

"So, smart and atheletic," Coco remarked.

"Wow, that's like half of Pyyrha's accomplishments in the Sanctum Tournaments," Weiss said and Pyrrha nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, well, when you grow up around someone like my stepdad," Oscar started, "you pick new hobbies pretty quick."

"Of course." Ozpin rolled his eyes. "Always someone else's fault. Who's to blame for you quitting the Marines? You were halfway through training, doing brillantly, but you gave up."

"Because my mum went mental." Oscar narrowed his eyes. "Banging on about losing me as well as my dad. Didn't want me being cannon fodder for snobs like you!" he snapped. "Judging people like me from your ivory towers with no though about why we do what we do. We ain't got much choice. You get me? And if we were born with the same silver spoon up our arses, we'd just as well as you." At the end of his rant, Oscar leans back in his chair. "If not better."

"The sentiment of the common people," Emerald remarked sarcastically and most of the Audience glanced at the Schnee family.

"Hey!" Weiss and Winter said indignantly.

"We can't do anything about that." Whitley added.

"Ah don't worry, Weiss," Ruby smiled at her partner. "You've gotten better. You and your siblings."

No soon after he said that, the pub door opens and the ones who enter is Rottweiler with Poodle and more of his thugs.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Rottweiler asked upon seeing Oscar. "Are you taking a piss?"

Ozpin looked to them with an disinterest expression before turning to Oscar. "Some more examples of young men who simply need a silver suppository?"

"Nah, they're exceptions," Oscar remarked. "C'mon." He tries to convince Ozpin that they should leave.

"I can tell," Ozpin remarked dryly.

"Nonsense, we haven't finished our drinks," Ozpin replies, not bothered by the thugs that approached them. Or rather to Oscar.

"After you nicked his car, Dean says your fair game," Poodle growls. "And I don't give a shit on what your mother said."

Em frowned, both at her nephew's counterpart stealing a car and the implication that these thugs had ill intent with her nephew. If these thugs did exist in their world and they approached Oscar like this, they'll be introduced to her trusty shotgun.

"Um, Listen, boys," Ozpin clears his throat. "I've had a rather emotional day. So whatever your beef with Ossie is, and I'm sure it's well founded, I'd appreciate it enormously if you could leave us in peace until I finish this lovely pint of Guinness."

"Well, he seems rather calm," Neon said.

"If he's really some secret spy like our Host had said before the trailer," Flynt replied, "I don't think Ozpin's counterpart will be intimidated much by street thugs."

"True," Neon concured.

The thugs stare at him before the leader speaks to Ozpin. "You should get out of the way, Granddad, or you'll get hurt and all."

"I'm not that old," Ozpin grumbled. Oscar, Salem, STRQ, and the teachers of Beacon all looked to him remembering that one he reincarnates and that this current incarnation (Prievous in Oscar's point of view.) was the Combat Instructor for them.

Ozpin noticed their looks and crossed his arms.

"He ain't joking," Oscar warned. "You should go."

"Well at least he's willing to think Ozpin should leave, not knowing he can take of himself." Glynda commented.

Disappointed, Ozpin placed his glass onto the tabel and stood up from his seat. "Excuse me." he said politely to the thugs as he picked up his umbrella.

Rottweiler gestures to the door and his thugs make way for the older man.

As Ozpin makes his way to the exit, Poodle jabs at him, "If you're looking for another rent boy, they're on the corner of Smith Street."

Most of the good side Audience frowned as did some of the bad guys. "Oh he did NOT just call Oscar that," Yang said, eyes turning fiery red.

Em frowned and almost growled. Forget my shotgun," she declared. "If I see these thugs I'm taking my scythe and my pitchfork and shoving them down them down their throats and up their-"

"Okay, Aunt Em, they don't need to know that," Oscar said, clearing his throat and gesturing to the Audience.

Em calmed down somewhat. "Bottom line, I'd be charged with murder when I'm done with them."

The music in the background suddenly drops a beat as Ozpin stops at the door. The thugs focus on Oscar.

"Manners," Ozpin said as he latched the first bolt shut on the door and the thugs turned to him.

"Maketh. . ." He latched the second bolt shut.

"Man." Ozpin pushed the door lock closed.

"Indeed," Ozpin remarked.

The thugs set their sights on Ozpin while Oscar holds his head in disappointment, thinking that Ozpin made the mistake of provoking the thugs.

"Do you know what that means?" Ozpin asked, his eyes flicking to their direction before looking up to his reflection in a photo. "Then let me teach you a lesson."

"It shall be a lesson they will not forget," Nora commented with a grin.

Then Ozpin hooked the handle of his umbrella around a nearby glass cup and flings it to Rottweiler. The glass hits the thug leader square between the eyes. Rottweiler falls back and lands on the ground, unconscious while his thugs watched him fall in surprise.

Oscar widened his eyes in complete awe as Ozpin walks to the thugs. He glances at them with a raised eyebrow.

"Are we going to stand around here all day or are we going to fight?"

"Oh, I am SO going to save that line before I kick ass!" Coco grinned and most of the students nodded in agreement.

The thug wearing a red shirt shoves his peers and attempts to punch Ozpin. However, Ozpin quickly blocked the fist with his umbrella handle and redirected the attack straight into the face of Poodle.

"Friendly fire incoming!" Vernal chuckled.

The attack knocked loose a tooth from Poodle's mouth and it flies in slow motion towards the thug behind Poodle who watches the tooth fly past his face as he leans back in disgust.

"Gah, gross," Whitley shook his head in disgust.

After Poodle was hit with friendly fire, he hits his head against the counter and falls to the floor. The remaining thugs turn to Ozpin.

Oscar meanwhile, simply watches the whole scene with interest and awe.

"Too bad the other me doesn't have popcorn," Oscar chuckled in amusement.

"Nah, but he has drinks," Qrow pointed out.

Ozpin then kicks the first thug then counters the second thug's attack and smacks him on the side of the head with his umbrella.

The next thug tried to grab Ozpin but the older man struck him in the chest with his umbrella. He then backhands the fourth goon, smacked him in the face then hits the third thug in the face with his handle.

The first thug pulls out a knife and attempts to stab Ozpin. But Ozpin pulled the fourth goon over and used him as a meat shield. The thug stabs through his fellow thug in the shoulder. He pulls his blade out with a shocked expression.

Cardin grimaced, thinking of the time he and his team had no teamwork with one another to the point he hit his teammate in the face with his mace. Not one of his proudest moments.

Ozpin swipes the leg of the fourth thug, easily avoids the attack from the third thug and smacks his umbrella onto the fourth thug's face and he was knocked flat on the ground.

Ozpin switched his attention to the third thug, ducked under the initial attack, strikes with his umbrella then drives it under the man's armpit and hooks the handle onto his arm.

Poodle regains consciousness. He pulls out his own knife and tries to cut Ozpin's face with it. Ozpin immediately countered while maintaining his lock on the other thug and shoves Poodle after disarming the man.

Neo pulled a notebook and took notes on Ozpin's moves and mentally compared them to her own style.

Poodle eyes a nearby bottle nearby and attempts to attack once again.

Ozpin however, quickly aims his umbrella at him and fired a small cable with two hooks. It wraps around Poodle's wrist and the hooks magnetically sticks to the metal counter and quickly electrocutes him until he passes out.

Ruby perked up and looked over to Ozpin and began asking questions about his weapon of choice in a hyperactive and excited manner.

Ozpin held up a hand. "Ms. Rose, can I remind you that my weapon is a cane, the umbrella is my counterpart's."

"Oh, right." Ruby sat back with a sheepish smile.

"You know, this makes me want to add some upgrades to my cane," Oscar muttered.

Ruby turned to Oscar with starry eyes. "Really? How about adding a blade? Or a gun attachment?"

Oscar chuckled in response. "I'll take that in consideration."

After Poodle is unconscious, Ozpin unhooks from the third thug and smacks his umbrella against the thug's chest and he crashes onto a table. Ozpin then hooks onto the back of the neck of the second thug and sent him towards the fourth and the two are knocked down.

The first thug tries to stab Ozpin but the Kingsman gripped his wrist, hit him in the arm then at the waist before hooking around his neck, spins him to the counter before kicking him to the counter and leaving a dent upon impact.

And then the Audience see Rottweiler regaining consciousness and pulls out a revolver. However just as he aims at Ozpin, the Kingsman opens up his umbrella and uses it as a shield as Rottweiler shoots at him. On the underside of the umbrella, the Audience see an augmented HUD interface that displayed the front as well as a notification of where the thug was firing.

Neo thought of adding that to her Hush.

"YOU FUCKING DIRTY!" the thug leader yells in anger at Ozpin. "YOU FUCKING DIRTY!" Then his gun runs out of ammo, getting him to glance at it in fear.

Ozpin sighs to himself before twisting the ring of his handle. The HUD screen then said "Stun" and a single stun round was fired at Rottweiler's forehead. The impact caused him to flip over before he landed on his back, unconscious.

"Agent Ozpin for the win!" declared the students.

Ozpin just simply sipped from his mug.

Ozpin closed his umbrella and stood up straight. He was about to make his way back to Oscar before he saw the bar owner holding up his phone to call the authorities.

The Kingsman pressed a button on his watch and the word 'Amnesia' was displayed before he fired a dart at the owner's neck and he fell down, passing out on the counter. And then the scene ends.

"Well, this showed Ozpin's skills in fighting," Ironwood commented.

"Oh, save that comment for the next scene," Darth Anarchus snorted. "You'll really see Ozpin unleash all his skills."

This intrigued the Audience. Oscar suddenly had flashbacks to the Great War. Well, we're in for a surprise.

Next scene is the Church Fight scene.

"What is he doing?!"

"Doing God's work."

"What?"

"Blood for the blood god!"