HEELLLLOOOOOO PEOPLE OF THE WORLD!

I AM BACK! WOOO YEAH!

So sorry that I've been away for so long, but I've been working on future stories for the demigod that we all know in love.

Lance- It's about freakin' time you started up again. I was starting to think you just gave up.

Me- Why I would never forget/abandon you. There are people out there who desire your stories. It's your job to make them. My job is to post them for everyone to see.

Lance- True. By the way, Annabeth was looking for you earlier. She said it had something to do with her curling iron.

Me-... ON WITH THE SHOW!

Disclaimer: See previous chapters.

Lance

I waited in the dark room for about two minutes when a crack of bright light flashed into my eyes. I raised a hand to shield myself from the light and waited to adjust to the brightness. After blinking a few times, I saw that I was in an arena sort of deal. It had walls that were at least twenty feet tall, and seats that led around in a circle just behind the lip of the wall and farther back. Over on the opposite end I saw Ozzy sitting with the Glynda lady. The seats were starting to fill up with the people that I had seen around the school. On the seats closest to the edge, way in front of Ozzy, sat my new team (although the Weiss girl still gave me a dirty look with her arms crossed). You'd think they were here to see your execution, BB commented. I smirked a bit as I stepped forward.

"Ladies and gentlemen, students of Beacon!" a voice from an over-speaker announced, "Welcome to a very special initiation today with our special guest!" I looked around as most of the crowd cheered. Some people were shocked, others were excited, and still others looked entirely bored out of their minds. I noticed one group that was basically all the emotions. A guy with straw blonde hair and white armor pieces over what looked like a black hoodie looked worried beyond all belief. A red-headed girl with golden-bronze neck brace that went down to her collarbone, a pair of sleeved gloves, a sleeveless top that led down to a pair of short shorts with a red cloth wrapped around her waist with a belt holding the cloth place and a golden medallion on her right hip, and greaves that went from her mid-thigh down to her boots had a look of both slight worry and slight interest.

Another guy with black hair, a green long-sleeved oriental-styled shirt with white pants looked so bored I thought he might fall asleep. Then there was the energetic girl beside him. She had orange hair, a black shirt under a white vest (it even had a heart cut-out in the upper center), pink gloves, a pink skirt, and pink and white shoes. I could even hear her over the crowd. "Come on, get the fighting started already!"

I looked back over to Ozzy (who now had a microphone in his hands) and watched as he announced, "Students of Beacon, it is my pleasure to start off the special initiation by allowing the challenger to pick how to continue." He looked over to me as the entire stadium got quiet. "Where would you like to start? One Ursa or two Beowolves?"

I felt slightly offended at the choices. "Seriously? That's all I have to pick from?" "I'm sorry, if that's too much-" I raised a hand. "Too much? Dude, that number isn't even close to what I had in mind." Ozpin looked slightly confused. "Then what would you suggest?" This guy really had no idea who he was dealing with. "How about as many monsters you can throw at me, and don't hold back."

Everyone looked back at Ozpin, expecting an answer. He readjusted his glasses. "Very well. You will fight 100 creatures of Grimm. One Nevermore, a King Taijitu, a Death Stalker, 50 Beowolves, and 47 Ursa. Does that suit your fancy?" I shrugged. "If that's all you have, then that'll have to do." I rolled my shoulders and prepared for the 100 monsters I get to fight (a cakewalk compared to what I had in mind). To think this day only started out with a routine ship practice, BB said casually as doors on the opposite end of the arena opened up. The monsters that spilled out were ink black, had red eyes and bony armor on their abdomens, and generally looked like how most monsters looked when they saw me: angry and hungry. After the 'Beowolves' and 'Ursas' finished entering the arena, a giant pit scorpion with white bony armor over its black exoskeleton crawled out, flashing its yellow stinger at me. Then a two headed snake (with each end having a head, one black and one white) slithered out and hissed a poisonous greeting. Finally, a gigantic black bird – probably around forty feet tall – stepped out. It had a white bone mask over its head, and tiny claws on its wings.

I looked over each monster with satisfaction, twisted the top-left dial on my watch, and prepared for an awesome fight. Just as I was transforming I heard BB mutter, A work out to start the day.

Ruby

When our new teammate had decided on fighting 100 monsters, everyone (even Weiss and Rei) sat there in silent shock. "Is he for real?" Yang asked. "Don't get me wrong, he looks like he can fight, but no one can take on all those monsters alone." I just nodded my head in agreement while still staring at our new teammate, hoping that he was just joking.

Everyone started to mumble when the gates opened and monsters spilled into the arena, like a pool of darkness just suddenly appeared. Thankfully only the beowolves and ursas were in the arena, the largest monster staying back, but still that many monsters was definitely more than any one person could take. Lance, to my and my team's surprise, just smirked as he looked at each monster. What was weird was that he was reaching for his watch that had the robot. Maybe he was going for one of his super weapons, but I doubt he'd be able to do anything at all as the monsters started to grow agitated that he wasn't scared.

"Is he reaching for his watch?" Jaune asked, surprised. "Yeah, he has a robot with an accent in there." Yang replied. Pyrrha looked back at Yang like she was joking. "She's serious." Blake said, still keeping her gaze on Lance. "The robot had even said that there was an arsenal of weapons scanned into that watch." Nora grew a little excited at the mention of the supposed arsenal in the watch. "Oooohh, maybe he'll pick a weapon that'll blow up all the creatures of Grimm." Rei looked on with a solemn face. "I doubt the monsters will let him even fire off a shot. . ." His voice trailed off as we saw Lance give a twist of a dial on the watch and started to transform. First his clothes started to morph into an olive green, high tech suit of armor that had olive green metal plates covering his chest, legs, chest and back, arms, feet, and hands, complete with a helmet that had an orange-gold visor. Then he started to grow. He quickly grew taller and taller until he stood at what I guessed was seven feet. Now the metal plates looked like they might be able to stop a direct attack from a Nevermore head on! "Did he just. . .transform?" Jaune asked. Our group could only sit there and nod. It wasn't even three seconds when he dashed towards the nearest monster (which unfortunately was an ursa) with lighting quick speed. He then started to plow through the monsters with blinding speed, punching, kicking, throwing, and crushing monsters one after another after another.

Three beowolves and two ursas tried to gang up on him, but he gave one beowolf a series of right- and left-hooks, spun with his last punch, brought up a leg to deliver a powerful roundhouse kick to another beowolf's face, brought the back of his foot down on the third, grabbed the body by the arms and threw it at the ursa closest to him. Lance then dashed off to the larger group of monsters. I almost felt sorry for the creatures of Grimm as Lance beat the absolute dark out of them. He dashed to the nearest Ursa, used his shoulder as a ram, using the momentum to grab its paw and swing it in a wide arc, batting away other monsters. He threw the Ursa with such force that five Beowolves were crushed for being too slow.

He then rushed an Alpha-Beowolf that stood above the rest. It was too slow as Lance delivered a series of punches to its gut, then an uppercut, ending with a kick to the stomach that actually destroyed part of the monster. One of the beowolves had taken a spike out of its back and hurled it at Lance. Without skipping a beat he backflipped over to the creature, bringing a foot down and crushing its skull as he did. The beowolves and Ursas were starting to thin out very quickly after that. Lance was a blur of green as he punched one beowolf, elbowed an Ursa behind him, grabbed the leg of another Ursa, and hurled it with enough power to make it a furry cannonball at a group of Ursas. Each went down as quickly as the others. After dealing with the last Beowolf and Ursa, the King Taijitu lunged at Lance with surprising speed. He dodged to the left, barely missing the snake by inches as he slid a few feet before coming to a stop in a crouched defensive stance.

The other end of the snake hissed and tried to lunge at him, only to be blocked by Lance grabbing its fangs and holding it in place. Lance then broke one fang off and rammed it into the upper part of its mouth and punching the fang with such power that they heard the snap over the roaring crowd. Lance tore off the other fang and dodged once again as the surviving head made a mad bite for our newest teammate. As he dodged, Lance speared the fang into the snake's eye. It didn't die right off the bat so Lance had to run and kick the fang deeper into the snake's skull. He didn't have time to rest as the Deathstalker made a stab with its stinger at Lance. He spun past the glowing stinger, building up momentum as he pushed off the ground with his fist ready to strike. The scorpion had no time to move out of the way as Lance impacted on its head with so much force that its insides were blown out behind it and sprayed the Nevermore.

It cawed in annoyance and spread its wings. Lance sprinted at the Nevermore, gaining ground very quickly and managed to leap onto the massive bird before it gave a powerful push of its wings to sail into the air. We watched in amazement as Lance began to climb up the back of the Nevermore, grabbing at its skin rather than its feathers. He made it halfway up before he transformed back into his normal self, making the some people in the crowd cry out when he nearly fell off. Now we all sat at the edge of our seats as the Nevermore stopped its ascent and instead went into a freefall. Lance was still hanging onto the Nevermore, slowly making his way to the head. "Is he really gonna-?" Yang asked. The question hung in the air as no one had decided to answer her.

Finally, after what felt like years, Lance was right behind the Nevermore's head, with still plenty of space between him and the ground. Everyone around us began to whisper about what he was going to do. A flash of bronze told me exactly what he planned to do. He grabbed his sword and plunged it deep into the neck of the Nevermore. It did the trick because the Nevermore's eyes went dark and the body started to twist slowly in midair. "If he doesn't do something he'll be crushed under the bird's body!" Blake observed. The arena began to grow louder with people wondering as to what his plan was, but so far he only climbed onto the other side of the bird's dead body. I didn't need to be told that even on the other side, the impact would kill any normal person – Hunter/Huntress or not. A few more seconds ticked by before the Nevermore collided with the arena, kicking up an enormous could of dust.

I had to cover my eyes and wait out the mini-sandstorm. When the dust settled, Lance was leaning against the bird, covered in grime and looking dead tired, and wiping away the Grimm's blood before raising the sword in triumph. Everyone cheered as he did, causing the floor to vibrate. I was so happy and relieved that I hugged my sister Yang in the excitement. Nora was going absolutely bananas over the scene. "Yeah! WOOO! Do it again! YEEEAAAH!" The cheering went on for a few more seconds before Ozpin stepped up to the microphone and cleared his throat to quiet the arena. "An exceptional performance indeed, but now you must all return to your dormitories and rest up. Your classes are still tomorrow. Now run along." The arena cleared out quickly, leaving only Yang, me, Weiss, and Blake alone with Lance. As we walked over to congratulate our newest team member, I wondered as to how he managed to survive that fall.

Lance

I felt like sleeping for the rest of the year I was so tired. When I was climbing the giant blackbird, BB had run out of energy and needed to recharge. That left me three days without the ability to summon weapons or do anything other than talk with BB.

I was busy trying to catch my breath and wipe away the bird's blood from my sword when my new team came over. "That. Was. AMAZING!" Ruby shouted as she pounced on me with a hug. "How'd you survive that fall since when can you transform why didn't you use any weapons are there any other tricks you can do with that watch?" Again she paused to take a breath, and again Yellow Hair cupped a hand over Ruby's mouth. "Sis, he just took out one hundred Grimm. I think he should rest before we start asking questions." The other two nodded in agreement, which made Ruby look a bit down.

I placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled. "When I get the chance, I'll show you some of the super weapons." She brightened back up after that. After that was just a long walk back to the dorms – with my team leading the way – and having the occasional person tell me how cool I was. I gave them a smile for the most part, but Styx was I tired. Once inside the room the girls went about doing girl stuff, talking about boys and all that jazz, while I went to the bed on the opposite side of the room and plopped down, not even wondering where it came from, and fell asleep as soon as I touched the mattress.

AND THERE YO HAVE IT! THE NEWEST CHAPTER OF THE SERIES! And as requested by Elements1999, I shall post the order in which Lance's stories are meant to be, and even some background info on the fellow psychopath.

And it's been too long since you've all heard this.

Until next time: DEUCE!