Dark Rose

Chapter 1: Making Nice

Hello, my name is Professor Ozpin, and welcome to our prestigous school. I must ask you: "Do you believe in destiny?" In a world of monsters, and make believe, it is good to cling to something so trival as the idea of destiny. However, I do believe that such magic as this exists, and it exists within us. Determination, strong will, and a drive to survive-all of these are the traits of all Hunters and Huntresses. Indeed, all of you would not be here before me if you did not inherently have one of these traits. I sense that there will be many adventures ahead of us here at Beacon. Meet all of them with the same drive that took you to our door step, and you will go far as a Hunter! Welcome to Beacon, students! Welcome home! -Professor Ozpin, Opening Ceremony.

Beacon, Jett never expected to end up here. It's amazing what fake transcripts can do. But none of that mattered to Jett, he was focused on what he could learn here. On the secrets of becoming a Hunter. He looked down at the Scroll that he stole before coming here, and started wiping the information off of it. "This'l help me not get made..." he muttered to himself. So absorbed in what he was doing, Jett accidentally bumped into the next person in front of him. "Watch where you're going, you idiot!" the voice shouted. He looked up, and saw a pretty, Asian girl knocked over on the ground, clutching her belongings. "Oh, I'm sorry." he appoligized. "Let me help you." She snatched back her belongings from Jett's hands. "Don't touch my things, or I'll make you regret it." she sneered. Jett's eyebrows furrowed. "Why are you such a bitch?" he laughed. "I guess we'll never know." This girl, which Jett learned later was called Miranda, punched him in the face, and sent him flying across the auditorium. Jett smashed his face on a nearby pillar. "Wanna go, Ice Queen!?" Jett shouted, pulling out his swords. She smirked, and cocked her fist back. Her weapon coiled around her forearms, forming clawed gauntlets. She took a stance, bringing her arms to her side. "Die, worm!" she screamed. She made a beeline for Jett, pushing her way through the crowd.

"Enough!" a voice rang out. Suddenly, a force stopped Miranda mid-stride, holding her motionless. Jett found himself in a similar state, unable to move. The same force that held them in the air, now threw them on opposite sides of the room. Jett hit the ground hard, Miranda bowled over a group of students that gathered to watch. "Disperse!" the voice rang out again. Jett became aware that someone had started walking through the crowd; the crowd began to split around someone. Through his haze, Jett looks up and sees a middle-aged, blonde school teacher in glasses standing above him. The woman, who he figured out was Professor Goodwitch later on, helped to him to his feet. "This is not acceptable behavior for any student at this school!" she barked. "If this happens again, you will be immediately expelled." "Do you understand?" Jett sighed. "Yes, I understand." he replied. "And do you understand, Miss Juniper?" Goodwitch asked with disdain on her face. Miranda gave a hard stare at Jett, who stuck his tongue out at her behind the Professor's back. She sighed, but she agreed. "Good." Glynda curtly said, and walked back through the crowd towards the stage. She worked her back up to the microphone that Professor Ozpin had left empty moments earlier.

"Ahem. Tonight, all first year students will stay in the auditorium. Tomorrow, your intiation begins. Be ready. You are dismissed." She put down the microphone, and she gave a glare in his direction. Yikes! Scary! "Don't want to get on her bad side, right?" a voice behind him commented. "Yeah, Goodwitch is mean." "I wasn't talking about her, mate." Jett turned around, and was met with a scruffy-looking, medium-height, dirty blonde boy with...antlers? "Oh, hello. Who were talking about, then?" Jett asked, genuinely curious. The boy gestured to the Miranda girl that punched me. "The one you called 'Ice Queen'." He said with a laugh. "It seems like she has quite the temper." Jett nodded, looking at her. Not bad looking, for a hot-head. "Ah, where are my manners. Jett Oswind. You are?" he said, offering his hand. "Eccon Browning." the boy said cheerfully, taking Jett's hand and shaking it. "And, as you can tell, deer Faunus." The two noticed that the auditorium was mostly empy, so they started to walk for the exit.

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"So, you've been raised on the streets for most of your life?" Eccon asked, nibbling on a pumpkin seed. "Yep. All my li-I mean, yes. A good bit of my life, yes." Jett answered nervously. I almost let it slip that I faked my transripts to get here. He thought. I need to be more careful about what I tell people. Eccon gave a suspicious look, but quickly dropped it. The two boys had arrived at the other auditorium on the other side of campus. It took them a bit of time, though. Jett got them lost, and Eccon had to ask some passing second-years for directions. "So, what's your Semblance, Jett?" Eccon asked, pushing open the doors for the two of them. "Well it's-" Jett started, but was cut off with a pillow to the face. "Sorry!" a feminine voice exclaimed. Soft footsteps rushed in Jett's direction. He removed the pillow from his face, and was met with a young girl with silver eyes and black hair with red highlights. "So sorry! I met to throw that at Yang!" she apoligized. "HEY! You're on, sis!" an energetic feminine voice exclaimed from behind her. Another pillow was airborne, this one missed the girl in front of Jett, and nailed him in the face again. This time sending him back, and knocking him off his feet. "WHAT IS IT WITH WOMEN AND SUPER STRENGTH IN THIS PLACE?" Jett cried. Eccon helped him up, but he fell to the ground because he was dizzy. Another girl approached them, this one with blue eyes and wild, ass-length blonde hair. Jett noticed that both of them were in their pajamas.

"How late is it?" he asked the girls. "About 10 PM." said the girl with silver eyes. "By the way, I didn't catch your names." he stated. The girl with silver eyes straightened up with a smile. "Oh! Sorry about that! I'm Ruby Rose!" The other girl brought her fists together, with a smirk. "And I'm Yang! Yang Xiao-Long." Jett bowed. "My name is Jett Oswind. It's a pleasure to meet you lovely ladies." Ruby blushed, and looked away scraching her head. Yang beamed, and leaned in to whisper to her younger sister. "I like this guy." "Yang!"

"So, think we should be getting to bed, Jett?" Eccon asked. "We have our initiation tomorrow, after all." Oh yeah! We do have that tomrrow! "Well, have a good night, ladies." "Bye!" Ruby chimed, turning to leave with her sister to go to bed. The boys turned and did the same.