Twelve years later…
Seventeen year old Daire Lobo strolls down the sidewalk, making his way through the City of Vale, in the Kingdom of Vale. His reason for being there? Well, as stated previously, he's seventeen, meaning he is of age to apply for Beacon Academy. He had arrived in Vale earlier that day and managed to find a hotel that would give him a room for a few nights, and he had already mailed the staff at Beacon his application prior. Now all he had to do was wait until Initiation, pass, and get accepted.
Daire himself had changed a lot in twelve years, no longer was he a scared, lonely five year old who had just lost his parents. Now, he was a Huntsman in Training, who was still kind of lonely, admittedly. He still possessed the same golden eyes, and his neutral face was still a scowl, though these days he was able to actually make it look intimidating. He had let his brown hair grow out until it was a shaggy, almost untameable mane that reached down to his shoulders, although one could still make out his wolf ears. Over his athletic physique he now wore a black long sleeve exercise top underneath a purple flannel shirt that he kept unbuttoned. On his legs he wore black jeans with dark brown steel toed boots. As for accessories, he wore a pair of purple fingerless gloves with metal plates on the back that had pawprints carved into them, as well as a magnetic plate strapped to his back to hold his weapons. However, as much as things change, the more they stay the same.
"Hey, mutt! If I throw ya a bone will you roll over?" Not stopping, Daire sighed and closed his eyes. The group of four fourteen year old boys had been following him and, well, at least trying to harass him about 20 minutes now. Either these brats were really bored that they were still trying to get a rise out of him, or they simply got that much joy out of following him around and shouting stuff like that.
"Hey, you think he's deaf or something?" asked one of the boys.
"Nah, he just thinks he's better than us." replied another one, "Or he's just too chicken shit to try and make us stop."
"Guys, what do you think he'd do if I tried to take his weapons?" suggested a third. That comment made Daire stop. Now, he knew that, realistically, these kids wouldn't have the balls to try that. But he wasn't going to take chances. Plus, these kids were starting to grind on his nerves.
"You want to try and take my weapons?" he asked in an even tone without turning around, "Well, then you're certainly welcome to try." As he said this, he slowly turned around and activated his Semblance, causing his eyes to glow brightly, adding to his intimidation factor.
"R-run!" cried the apparent ringleader as he turned around and hauled ass away from Daire. His cronies/friends didn't need to be told twice, and followed him without hesitation. Sighing once more, Daire deactivated his Semblance and continued on his way.
That's right, kids, he thought, Run away from the big scary Faunus and go back to eating paint chips or something. Whatever… At this point, he was honestly used to this kind of thing. It came with the territory of being Faunus. But before he could continue that train of thought, he felt his stomach growl.
"Guess I might as well find someplace to eat." he muttered to no one in particular. There actually weren't that many people out and about, now that he thought about it. Let's see, the smell coming from the diner coming up across the street wasn't too bad, except the window held a 'We do not serve Faunus' sign, so that place was out.
Maybe I should just get a pizza delivered to my hotel room. He mused internally, At least I would have an easier time finding a place that isn't- CRASH -The fuck!? Before he could ponder his food situation any further, a red and black blur smashed through the shop window in front of him. Looking to his left to see what exactly that was: he was greeted by the sight of an unconscious man in a black suit and a fifteen year old girl in a red cloak. Holding a scythe. That was easily twice as big as she was. (Also, was that music he heard?)
Seriously, this girl had a big ass scythe unfolding on her shoulder. Once it was fully transformed into all its glory, she twirled it and slammed the tip of the blade into the ground (while also turning off the music), allowing Daire to get a better look at weapon and wielder.
The scythe was obviously mechanical, with a red and black color scheme. True to the earlier description, the wicked curved blade was almost as tall as the girl wielding it, and the shaft was easily twice as tall. The blade also had a pair of smaller, hooked blades on the back, and the butt of the shaft had a spike. Speaking of the shaft, it seemed to possess rifle components, such as a trigger and magazine. Obviously implying that this beast of a weapon also had long range capabilities.
As for the wielder, he had to admit the girl herself was pretty cute, in a younger sister sort of way. She had pale skin and choppy, neck length hair that started out black but faded into red at the tips. She wore a black blouse with long sleeves and a high neck, a black waist cincher with red lacing, and a black skirt with red trim. On her legs were black stockings and black boots with red laces and trimming. As mentioned before, she had a long, red cloak that was held up with silver cross pins. Around her waist was a thick black belt with a stylized rose emblem on it, a pouch for magazines, and spare rounds that, judging from their shape, implied that her scythe's inbuilt firearm was a sniper rifle. The most striking thing about her, however, was that her eyes were silver.
Do I… want to know what's going on here? Daire wondered, as he turned to his right and leaned forward to peer into the shop that Red had just exited. In doing this, he saw more men in black suits, just like the unconscious guy on the ground next to Red. Except for one.
"Okaaaaaayyyy… Get her." drawled the man who was apparently in charge of the squad of goons. He had bright orange hair that was long enough that his bangs covered his right eye. The eye that could be seen was dark green and slanted, and had black eyeliner. His outfit consisted of a long white coat with black pants and black shoes. He also wore black gloves and a black bowler hat that had a feather tucked into the red band. Clamped between his lips was a cigar and in his hand was a cane that was mostly dark gray, but had a dark red tip.
Upon being prompted by their boss, the suit wearing goons drew their weapons, ranging from swords, to axes, to guns, and charged the cloak wearing girl. Said girl reacted to this quickly, when one of the goons reached her and swung his sword, she dodged by breakdancing on her scythe before kicking him in the face with both feet. Using her momentum to dislodge her scythe from the pavement, Red landed on her feet and was charged by two more goons. Pulling the trigger on the shaft, she fired a bullet and used the recoil boosted swing to send one of them flying while slamming downwards with the back of the blade and knocking out the other goon. It was then that one of the other goons opened fire on her with a machine gun, forcing her to fire the inbuilt sniper rifle to launch herself out of the path of the bullets.
Wait a minute, why am I just standing here like some kind of spectator?! Daire internally chastised himself. Finally snapping out of his stupor, Daire Lobo drew his weapons.
Said weapons seemed to be a pair of daggers, slightly mismatched, but obviously still meant to be a pair. Both possessed handguards like you would see on a rapier or saber that seemed to be made of some sort of animal skin that was very pale. The one in Ace's left hand had two red lines on the handguard, as well as two bolts extending slightly, and the blade was triangular. There was also an identical blade on the bottom, albeit much smaller. The one in his right hand was slightly smaller, with no red lines or bolts on the handguard. In addition, the blades were somewhat reversed, with the larger one on the bottom and the smaller on top.
"Hold still you little red-" the goon growled.
"Pick on someone your own size!" Daire interrupted as he charged the machine gunner. Slashing the goon across the chest and stomach, his blades crackled with electricity. Finishing the combo, Daire jumped up and kicked the man in the head, knocking him out and sending both combatants away from each other in the process. Flipping over in the air and landing on his feet, Daire continued to slide backwards until he and Little Red were side by side.
"Hey, I could of taken him!" the girl complained in a teasing tone.
"I'm sure you could have, Red." Daire replied in a joking tone of his own, "But as one Huntsman in Training to another, I couldn't really just sit by in good conscience and do nothing." Red nodded in response.
"That's fair." Meanwhile, the man in the white suit looked down at the unconscious thug in the ground in front of him.
"You were worth every cent," he grumbled sarcastically as approaching sirens could be heard in the distance, "Truly, you were." Taking his cigar out of his mouth, dropping it on the ground, and crushing it with the tip of his cane, Roman Torchwick turned to the sources of his budding migraine.
"Well, Red, Mongrel," he began as Daire rolled his eyes but didn't respond to the slur, like he hadn't heard that one a thousand times, "I'm sure we can all agree it's been an eventful evening. But I'm afraid this-" he pointed his cane at them as a set of crosshairs flipped up, "-is where we part ways." finishing his one liner, Bowler Hat fired a firework-like projectile that whistled as it flew at the pair of teenagers.
"Hold on!" Red cried.
"Hold on to wha-AAAAHHHH HEY!" Daire was about to ask what she meant, but was cut off by her grabbing his arm and firing her Gun-Scythe downwards, launching both of them into the air while the projectile exploded below them. Red landed gracefully, while Daire's landing was less so, to his slight dismay. Quickly looking around for the criminal, the two spotted him climbing up a ladder on the side of a building. Turning back to the store, Red noticed the shop owner watching them.
"You okay if we go after him?" she asked. The shop keep nodded in response.
"Uh huh." getting confirmation, Red and Daire ran over to the building themselves.
"Hold on." Red instructed Daire once more, but Daire held up his hand.
"Don't worry," he told her, "I can handle myself." Going into a crouch, his legs began to glow with a fiery, purple aura as he prepared to jump. Nodding at his words, Red once more fired her Gun-Scythe downwards as Daire jumped, and both were propelled to the rooftop just as Bowler Hat reached the opposite edge.
"Hey!" shouted Red.
"We're not done with you!" added the brunette Faunus. Suddenly, Daire heard the noise of engines as Bowler Hat, who stopped at the sound at the sound of their voices, muttered under his breath.
"Persistent…" then, as if on cue, a Bullhead rose up from the side of the building. The resulting wind caused Red and Daire to shield their faces while Bowler Hat boarded the vehicle and turned to face the two.
"End of the line, brats!" He shouted over the engines as he held up a Burn Dust crystal. Tossing the crystal at their feet, Bowler Hat shot another round from his cane, causing the Dust crystal to detonate. Unable to react fast enough to dodge, the Huntsman and Huntress in Training did their best to try and shield themselves, only to find it wasn't necessary.
"Whoa-ho-ho!" the crime boss hooted, only to notice the woman casting a purple runic shield, protecting the two brats he had just tried to murder.
Giving a small 'Hm', the woman adjusted her glasses and brandished her… riding crop(?), sending out purple bolts of energy that slammed into the Bullhead, making it rock back and forth. Inside, Bowler Hat stumbled around as he made his way to the cockpit.
"We got a Huntress!" he reported. Causing the woman currently controlling the aircraft to abandon the controls, leaving Roman to grab them and steady the Bullhead. Back outside, the Huntress waved her riding crop again and sent a purple ball of energy into the sky, causing dark clouds to form.
"The hell…?" Bowler Hat muttered as he saw the clouds forming. Meanwhile, the blonde woman flicked her riding crop downwards, which resulted in ice shards to rain down and pepper the Bullhead. Bowler Hat had to duck as one punched through the cockpit window and nearly nailed him in the head. The mysterious woman working with Bowler Hat came out, shadows concealing her face, causing the Huntress to narrow her eyes. A fireball formed in the mysterious woman's hand and was launched at the Huntress, who summoned another shield to protect herself. The fireball hit the shield and burst into embers that fell to the ground at the Huntress' feet. When that happened, the mysterious woman gestured upwards, and the embers grew hotter and hotter, whistling with heat, before bursting into a fiery blast. The Huntress noticed the embers' glow, and dodged out of the way with a flip. Gesturing with her riding crop again, the Huntress grabbed the shrapnel from the explosion and formed it into a large spear that she launched at the Bullhead. The mysterious woman launched more fireballs at the makeshift weapon, causing it to break apart, but the Huntress simply reformed the spear and tried again.
Back in the cockpit, Bowler Hat saw the spear flying at them and quickly tilted the Bullhead, causing the spear to glance off the side without causing much damage. Reacting to the defensive maneuver, the Huntress broke the spear into tendrils of roof fragments that surrounded the aircraft. The mysterious woman countered this by crossing her arms in front of her, summoning orange rings, then throwing her arms outward to obliterate the tendrils.
"Dammit, this is the second time tonight that I'm just a bystander to a fight when I should be helping…" Daire growled as he watched all this happen. His words snapped Red out of her own daze and gave her an idea. Collapsing her scythe into a more compact rifle form, she immediately opened fire on the mysterious woman. Only for the strange woman to block the sniper rounds with her bare hands. Getting an idea of his own, Daire ran forward and crouched, his legs once more being engulfed by a fiery purple aura, before launching himself at the woman aboard the Bullhead, blades ready to strike. This attempt was shot down quickly, as when Daire was just about to reach her, the mysterious woman simply held out her hand again and shot him in the face with a fireball. Point blank.
"AUGH! SHIT!" Daire bellowed in pain as he was thrown back down to the roof and landed at the feet of Red and the Huntress. The mysterious woman gestured with her hand again, causing the section of the roof her three opponents were on to glow and whistle, a telltale sign of what was about to happen. Seeing that Red and Daire weren't going to be able to avoid the attack in time, the Huntress grabbed them with her Semblance and threw them back while dodging out of the way herself. This, unfortunately, gave the two criminal an opening to fly away.
"Well that went spectacularly." Daire grumbled sarcastically as the blonde Huntress walked over to him, "Thanks." he told her as she helped him up. The Huntress then opened her mouth to speak.
"Now that tha-" only to be cut off by a mixture of a gasp and a shriek from an excited Red, who quickly ran up to her.
"You're a Huntress!" Red said in amazement, "Can I have your autograph!?" she asked, her voice going up a pitch. The blonde Huntress looked at the cloak wearing girl for a moment before looking towards Daire. Unable to think of anything to say, Daire simply shrugged.
About five minutes later…
Daire and Red sat in the police station while the Huntress, who Daire was now able to recognize as Glynda Goodwitch, a member of Beacon's staff, talked to the police. When they arrived, she had pointed to the chairs and sternly told them to wait there. The two saw no reason to disobey. Glancing over at the silver eyed girl, Daire saw that she was getting nervous, as evidenced by the fact that she was fidgeting in her seat and chewing her lip a little.
I guess I might as well talk to her. Daire thought. He never really socialized much, but he also couldn't stand the awkward silence. The question was, where to start? Maybe her weapon? Daire had to admit, he was pretty impressed by how well the girl wielded her Gun-Scythe, people who used that kind of weapon were far and few between. Actually, maybe a good place to start would be to ask how this whole mess started. Clearing his throat, and making Red jump a little, Daire struck up a conversation.
"So… uh, that whole thing with the goons and the bowler hat guy and the fire lady…" he began, "That was a… thing…" Red nodded a little.
"Yeah, didn't really expect to get involved in all that when I went out tonight." she admitted.
"I don't think anyone would." Daire said with a laugh.
"Heh, yeah." Red replied with a laugh of her own. There was another few seconds of silence. Daire looked at his hand before offering it to the cloak wearing girl.
"I'm Daire." he introduced himself. Red gave him a smile, which he returned, and shook his outstretched hand.
"Ruby." she replied, "Ruby Rose."
"Well, Ruby, I have to admit, you did pretty good back there." complimented the brunette Faunus, "Although, I have to ask…"
"What?" asked Ruby.
"It's just that… speaking of 'back there', what was that even about?" Daire's question made Ruby blink before she scratched the side of her head while letting out a nervous laugh.
"Eheheh… well, you see…"
About fifteen minutes ago…
Ruby Rose, fifteen year old Huntress in Training, entered the store known as From Dust til Dawn and spied the shopkeep. Who honestly seemed to work everywhere. She was enough of a regular that she didn't even need to ask about her favorite weapons magazine. The old man simply pointed off to Ruby's right. Nodding her thanks, the young crimsonette put on her headphones and started blasting her favorite song as she made her way towards the aisle and found her magazine. Not long after, she felt someone grab her shoulder and turn her around. The person responsible was a man in a black suit and fedora, with a red tie, red sunglasses, and a red sword. The man had an irritated look on his face as he pointed at his head, indicating he wanted her to take off the headphones.
"Yes…?" she asked as she lowered the headphones.
"I said put your hands in the air. Now." he told her, the irritated tone of his voice making it clear that he had apparently asked her multiple times.
"Are you… robbing me?" Ruby asked, trying to clarify that what she thought was going on was indeed going on.
"Oooooohhh." Ruby said, nodding as a smile made its way onto her face. In short order, she sent the wannabe mugger flying, which caused another thug to appear. About five seconds later, she was kicking the second thug through the store window and out onto the street. As she smashed through the window, out of the corner of her eye she saw a wide-eyed wolf Faunus stare in shock as what was probably a red and black blur shoot past him.
Back to the present
"… Sooooo, yeah. That's what happened." Ruby finished while Daire looked at her.
"Well, uh, okay." he said, "Moving on, I have to admit, you're pretty good with that scythe of yours." That was apparently the right thing to say, as Ruby immediately started to gush.
"You really think so?" she squealed, "I mean, I've been learning how to use itforwhilenowandImadeitmyselfandI'msuperproudofitandyourweaponsaresupercooltoocanIseethemdotheyturnintoanythingwhataretheycalled-" Daire started to cringe slightly as Ruby's voice started to go higher and higher as her words began to run together. Not that she was annoying him, it was just hell on his hearing.
"Red, hey, Red!" he told her holding up a hand while the other went to cover his wolf ears a little, "Slow down will ya? And quiet down, too, these ears aren't just for show." Ruby let out a mortified gasp.
"Omigosh, I'm so sorry! I just really like weapons so I kind of get carried away…"
"It's okay," Daire assured her while shrugging, "It was an accident, no big deal." Before that conversation could continue, Goodwitch walked over.
"Come with me." she told them, "We have to discuss what happened tonight." With that, she turned and walked towards the interrogation room. Ruby took a moment to turn to Daire.
"Do you think we're in trouble?" Daire shrugged again.
"Who knows? We're probably going to have to give a statement to the police." he replied before smiling, "If we're lucky, she'll tell us that we did a good job for a Huntsman and Huntress in Training."
"You really think so?" Ruby asked, stars in her eyes.
"Let's go find out." And with that, Daire and Ruby followed Goodwitch to the interrogation room with smiles on their faces.
One minute later
Not even a minute had passed after Ruby and Daire were taken to interrogation room, and they were no longer smiling. Ruby had a downcast look on her face while Daire was scowling. Or he just had a neutral face on, it could be hard to tell.
"I hope you two realize that your actions tonight will not be taken lightly." Goodwitch scolded them as she paced about the room while Ruby and Daire sat at a table with a light above it, "You put yourselves and others in great danger." Glynda Goodwitch wore a white pleated top with long sleeves and a keyhole neckline and a high waisted, black pencil skirt with bronze buttons. She had green eyes framed by glasses and her blonde hair was put up in a bun. On her legs were black boots with black stockings. Her choice of accessory was a cape that was purple on the inside, black on the outside, and stylized to resemble flames and arrows. In her hands she carried a Scroll and her riding crop.
"They started it!" Ruby desperately tried to defend herself, her choice of words made Daire facepalm.
"What she means to say was that she acted in self-defense." The brunette Faunus explained, "As for me, I couldn't stand by and do nothing. Not when I'm trying to become a Huntsman." Glynda stopped her pacing in front of the table and sighed.
"If it were up to me," she began, "The two of you would be sent home with a pat on the back…" Ruby perked up a this while Daire tried to explain that he lived a ways away from Vale, and as such he was staying at a hotel until it was time to take Beacon's initiation, "… And a slap on the wrist." She finished curtly, smacking the table near their hands with her riding crop. Both jumped a little at this, Ruby even going so far as to yelp like a kicked puppy. Glynda sighed again.
"That being said, there's someone here who would like to speak to the two of you." She then stepped to the side to reveal a new person. The man wore a pair of spectacles and had a small, purple, cross-shaped pin on the cowl around his neck. His outfit consisted of an unzipped black suit over a buttoned vest and green shirt. On his lower half, he wore black trouser shoes and long, dark-green pants. In hands was a mug bearing the emblem of Beacon Academy and a plate of chocolate chip cookies. The man walked up to the table and leaned forward, looking into Ruby's eyes.
"Ruby Rose, you have… silver eyes…" he said. Ruby looked around the room nervously, unsure how to respond.
That wasn't weird and cryptic at all. Daire thought with a raised eyebrow as the man turned to look at him.
"And Daire Lobo. If I recall, you recently mailed an application for Beacon Academy."
"That's right." Daire replied nodding. The man looked between the two.
"So, where did the two of you learn to do this?" he gestured towards Glynda's Scroll, which was currently playing a recording from a security camera of the two fighting the suit wearing goons.
"Searchlight Academy." Daire answered automatically.
"S-Signal Academy." Ruby answered a bit more nervously. The man quirked an eyebrow.
"Searchlight producing a student like Mr. Lobo here isn't out of the ordinary… But Signal Academy, Miss Rose? They taught you to use one of the most dangerous weapons ever designed?" he asked.
"Well, one teacher in particular." Ruby admitted.
"I see." said the man. He then placed the plate of cookies on the table in front of the two teenagers. The two looked at each other, then at the man. Seeing that no one was going to stop them as they reached for the cookies, they both grabbed one. Daire bit into his while Ruby began inhaling them, while still leaving some for Daire.
"It's just that I've only seen one scythe-wielder of that skill before." the man continued, "A dusty old crow…" he trailed off.
"O, dash ma ungl!" Ruby said through a mouthful of cookie, drawing stares from everyone in the room. Quickly swallowing and brushing crumbs away from her mouth, Ruby tried again.
"Sorry, that's my Uncle Qrow! He's a teacher at Signal!" she explained, "I was complete garbage before he took me under his wing. Now I'm all-" the cloak wearing girl then began making a bunch of karate sounds and poses.
"So I've noticed." the man commented as he placed his mug on the table.
"You really are good with that thing." Daire chimed in, "Back at Searchlight, there was this one kid who tried to make a Gun-Scythe."
"Really?" asked Ruby. Daire nodded.
"Yeah, well, like I said, he tried to, at least. When we were using practice weapons to figure out what we wanted to use, he found out that he and scythes didn't quite click." he explained.
"Awww…" Ruby said, disappointed that there wasn't another teenage scythe-wielder, then brightening up as something occurred to her, "What did he end up making?" Daire just shrugged at the question.
"Uh, last I checked it was a tommy gun that turned into a battle axe."
"Cool!" squealed Ruby.
"Ahem!" Glynda cleared her throat to bring their attention back to the matter at hand.
"Thank you, Glynda. Now, what is an adorable girl and a strapping young man like yourselves doing at schools designed to train warriors?" the man asked, placing his hands on the table and leaning forward.
"Well… I want to be a Huntress/Huntsman." The two trainee monster slayers responded simultaneously.
"You want to slay monsters?" asked the man.
"The Grimm are a threat that need to be dealt with." Daire explained, "Someone has to do it."
"Yeah!" Ruby agreed excitedly, "I only have two years or training left at Signal! And then, I'm going to apply to Beacon! You see, my sister's starting there this year, and she's trying to become a Huntress, and I'm trying to become a Huntress because I want to help people. My parents always taught us to help others, so I thought: 'Hey, might as well make a career out of it'!" By now, Ruby had started to do the thing where her voice gets higher and the words run together as she gets more and more excited, "ImeanthepolicearealrightbuttheHuntsmanandHuntressesarejustsomuchmoreromanticandexcitingand-"
"Red, you're doing it again." Daire interjected, making Ruby stop.
"Heh, sorry. Anyway, that's why I want to become a Huntress!" she finished. Glyda stared at the girl, possibly trying to figure out if that was just a thing she did or some kind of spasm, and the man silently observed her before speaking again.
"Do you two know who I am?" he asked them. Ruby nodded while Daire snorted.
"The only way we wouldn't is if we've been living under a rock for our whole lives." said Daire.
"You're Professor Ozpin." answered Ruby, "You're the Headmaster of Beacon." The now identified Ozpin smiled.
"Hello." he told them.
"Nice to meet you." Ozpin looked at the two once more.
"Mr. Lobo, given that you are seventeen years of age, I look forward to seeing you attending Beacon." Daire nodded with a serious expression as Ozpin turned his attention back to Ruby, "As for you, Miss Rose, you want to come to my school?" he asked her.
"More than anything!" Ruby replied with conviction. Ozpin glanced at Glynda, who simply hmph'd and rolled her eyes, before looking back at Ruby.
"Well, alright then." The fact that Ozpin was willing to accept Ruby two years early shocked both teenagers.
"Huh," Daire said with a smile as he turned towards the scythe-wielder, "Guess we're going to be seeing a lot more of each other. Huh, Red?"
"Uh, I, uh" Ruby stammered, still in shock, "A-are you sure?" she asked. To give her her answer, Ozpin turned to Daire.
"Mr. Lobo," Daire looked at him, "As I said before, you are seventeen years of age, two years older than Miss Rose. What I ask you is: Do you believe that Miss Rose's skills are on par with your own? Despite the two year gap?" Daire was silent for a moment as he thought about his answer.
"I'd have to see her fight a little more to be sure," the wolf Faunus admitted, "But from what I've seen, I'd have to say yes." His answer brought a smile to Ruby's face.
"So, to be certain," Ozpin continued, "You see no problem with Miss Rose being moved ahead two years and attending Beacon with you?"
"Problem?" echoed Daire, before he broke into an excited grin, showing off his wolven fangs, "I'd be looking forward to it! I want to see what else she can do!" Allowing a small smile at the Faunus' enthusiasm, Ozpin turned back to Ruby.
"There is your answer, Miss Rose." he told her, "A boy who fought alongside you only once agrees with me that you have what it takes to attend Beacon."
"Wow." Ruby murmured in awe.
"I look forward to seeing you, the both of you, at Beacon this semester. Until then, take care." Ozpin told them as he got up and left. Goodwitch, on the other hand, stayed behind.
"I will also admit that the both of you are quite impressive," she admitted, "But I don't want either of you to get any funny ideas that you'll be able to get away something like this in the future, not without repercussions." The blonde Huntress gave the two a strict glare, making them both stiffen, "Do I make myself clear?" Daire and Ruby quickly nodded, and with that, Glynda turned and followed Ozpin. Once she was gone, the two relaxed. Daire stood up and put his hands in his pockets.
"Well, that was a thing." he said to no one in particular, "Whatever, see you at Beacon, Red." he told Ruby as he walked towards the door.
"Wait!" the scythe-wielder's cry made him stop, "Did you mean what you said?" Daire turned around at the question and looked at Ruby.
"About me being good enough to move ahead two years… did you mean that?" Ruby repeated. Daire stared at Ruby for a moment, looking into her eyes and seeing a sort of nervous hope.
"Like I said," he responded, "I would be able to give a better evaluation if I saw you fight a little more, or even fought you myself. But based on what I was able to see tonight, you definitely have a lot of potential. The kind of potential that would be, honestly, wasted if you weren't moved ahead to years." The wolf Faunus' words made Ruby perk up, and he could see an even more hopeful look in her eyes.
"You really think so?" she asked excitedly. Daire grinned and showed off his fangs once more.
"Yup. I'm actually looking forward to working with you in the future. So don't disappoint me, Ruby." he turned and made his way towards the door, "See you in a couple days." Daire bid his farewell.
"You too!" Ruby called after him, "Oh, wait till I tell Yang and Dad and Uncle Qrow about this!"
A few days later…
Today was the day. Today was the day that Daire Lobo was going to go to Beacon. To say he was excited was an understatement, he didn't have his hands in his pockets so his fingers were free to drum on the side of his thigh. This was it! He was going to Beacon! If only the good doctor and his parents could see him now! He was gonna-
"Oh, I can't believe my baby sister's going to Beacon with me!" came an excited shout, followed by a strangled plea.
"Pleash shtop…" at the sound of the second voice, Daire's ear twitched, it definitely sounded familiar. Looking around the inside of the Bullhead, the wolf Faunus spotted a certain red cloak. Grinning, he made his way over.
Today was the day. Today was the day that Ruby Rose was going to go to Beacon. To say she was excited was an understatement, but at the same time, it was an understatement to say she was nervous. Which was something her older sister, Yang, didn't seem to get. She had just told Yang that she didn't want to be the 'Bee's knees', and just as Yang was about to ask why…
"Little Red, Little Red, what are the odds?" came a familiar voice, speaking in a sing-song tone. Turning towards the source, she was greeted by the sight of fellow future Beacon student, Daire Lobo.
"Oh! Hey, Daire!" she replied, smiling at the familiar sight if the brunette.
"How's it going, Red?" Daire asked, before turning to Yang, "And who's this?"
"This is Yang." Ruby answered.
"I'm her older sister." added the blonde bombshell. Yang was a seventeen year old girl, just like everyone else on the Bullhead, bar Ruby. She had fair skin, a long mane of curly golden hair that reached halfway down her back, and lilac eyes. She wore a tan jacket that was short enough to leave her stomach bare. It had short, puffy sleeves and she wore it over a yellow top that had a black emblem, consisting of a black, flaming heart/fist combo, peaking out. She also wore a brown belt that held up a brown, pleated cloth that went from hip to hip around her back, and had her emblem emblazoned in gold on the right side. Under the belt she had black mini shorts and a piece of asymmetrical white fabric. On her legs were brown boots with long, orange socks, one of which was pushed down to just below her knee. For accessories, she had a lavender cloth on her right knee, an orange infinity scarf around her neck, and on her hands were black fingerless gloves and golden bracelets.
"I'm Daire Lobo." Daire held out his hand, which Yang shook.
"So, you're the guy Rubes told me about." the blonde Huntress-in-training looked him up and down, "Gotta say, Ruby, you sure know how to pick 'em."
What? Thought Daire.
"What!?" Ruby shrieked while waving her arms, immediately catching on to what her sister was implying, "Nonono, Yang, you have the wrong idea! It's not like that!"
"Suuuuuurre it isn't" Yang replied teasingly, smirking at the two.
Okay, I see where she's going with this Daire realized, and I'm not gonna put up with this at Beacon.
"Look, Yang, was it?" he started, causing the blonde in question to look at him, "Let me make one thing clear: Your sister and I do not feel that way about each other. I am not going to Beacon to score a girlfriend. I am going there to become a Huntsman. This isn't some kind of love-at-first-sight bullshit-"
"Swear!" Ruby butted in.
"So do me a favor," Daire continued, ignoring the interruption, "and take the idea that Red and I are going to become an item, take it out back, and shoot it in the head." when he finished, Yang stared at the boy, and he met her gaze with a dead serious look.
"Fine, fine, geez. Can't a girl have some fun…" Yang held her hands up in mock surrender. She didn't usually back down from a fight, not that this guy really seemed ready to start one, but Daire didn't seem to want to put up with her sense of humor. Buzzkill…
"That aside…" Daire sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair, "What was it you two were talking about?"
"Oh, Ruby's just getting butterflies in her stomach." Yang answered before Ruby had a chance.
"Yang!" Ruby complained, before noticing Daire's questioning look, "It's just… I got moved ahead two years, and so I'm a little scared people are gonna think I'm special…" she explained.
"And I keep telling her she is special." added the busty blonde. Daire didn't speak as he took some time to absorb this. Ruby's fears weren't completely unfounded, being bumped up by two years would probably make at least some people unhappy, and they would think Ruby would expect special treatment.
"I don't doubt that some people aren't going to be happy about Ruby being bumped up two years…" Daire began, "But as far as I'm concerned, I don't care." the wolf Faunus gave the sisters a fanged grin, "And neither should you, Red. If they have a problem with it, they can take it up with Ozpin is what I say." Hearing this made the sisters smile, but before Ruby could thank Daire for what he said, something caught their attention.
"Hello, and welcome to Beacon." came the voice of Glynda Goodwitch, cutting off a news report.
"Who's that?" Yang asked aloud, prompting Daire to look at her like she was stupid. He wouldn't claim to know every Huntsman or Huntress there was, but he at least made sure he was familiar with the ones that made up Beacon's staff. Along with a few notable teams from Beacon's history, but that was beside the point.
"My name is Glynda Goodwitch." the hologram continued.
"You are among a privileged few who have received the honor of being selected to attend this prestigious academy! Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace, and as future Huntsmen and Huntresses, it is your duty to uphold it. You have demonstrated the courage needed for such a task, and now it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and the training to protect our world." finished with its speech, the hologram of Goodwitch shut off.
"Oh, wow!" Ruby cried, making her way to one of the glass windows, "Look, you can see Signal from up here! I guess home isn't too far after all."
"Beacon's our home, now." Yang said, putting her arm around Ruby's shoulder.
"Still, you two are lucky." Daire commented as he walked up, causing the sisters to look at him, "It must be nice to know that you can see where you grew up so easily. Murkwell's not exactly close to Beacon, or Vale." Before either sister could respond, the three soon-to-be Beacon students heard nauseous groaning. Locating the source revealed it to be some blonde guy hunching over, before running towards the back of the ship.
"Welp… Guess the view isn't for everyone." said Yang.
"Motion sickness can not be fun." Daire cringed slightly.
"It was fun while it lasted." Ruby lamented for a moment, before perking back up, "I wonder who we're gonna meet! I just hope they're better than Vomit Boy." the red-hooded girl then noticed something, "Oh, Yang, gross! You have puke on your shoe!" the outburst causing Yang to jump, and Daire to also jump. Away from Yang.
"Grossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgross!" Yang chanted running around frantically.
"Get-get away! Get away from me! Get away from me!"
"What the- 'Get away from me' does not mean 'run directly towards the nearest wolf Faunus'!"
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