Chapter 2: Starting all over

Meirelle: I'm like put all my experience points in speech so I'm great at confusing people. Like an older Jaune? Definitely a possibility, depends on what everyone else says (Or lack of)

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"Let us hope you learn something from warriors of his world" Santa berated.

Before I could start to argue with the alien A.I anymore my entire world changed. Within an instant the weightless pitch darkness was gone and in its place was a gravity filled blue sky. I realized very soon that here, I was not weightless. Quite the opposite. Not only did this wonderful scenario greet me to this new world but all of my injuries sustained from that grenade were back, shrapnel was a bitch.

Holy shit this is really happening! For a while there I thought it was just some dream I thought up while my brain slowly died. I demand a refund and a proper warning! "Son of a bitch!"

I cut through the clouds, the air around me offered little to no resistance to my form. I noticed a small holographic key slot floating in the air not unlike the ones back in world I just left along with a key itself that was now falling with me. I had to give it to the aliens, they really turned something ordinary into something extraordinary.

So back to falling, after passing the clouds I finally got a good look at the world. Red, lots of red as far as the eye could see. That lying bastard sent me to hell didn't he? As I got closer I could see that the red shade was attributed by the local trees, weird. I didn't have much time to ponder the workings of this worlds ecosystem because again, falling. It didn't look like I was going to have to worry about being here for very much longer if I kept gaining speed like I was. Well shit, what is a highly lethal bad ass mercenary to do in this kind of situation?

Improvise, and what I mean by that is to find something nice and softish to land on. Contrary to common believe, landing in water will not save you. No it was actually quite the opposite, if you're going fast enough then landing in water was a lot like landing on concrete. Not that there was any water to be seen anywhere so that entire explanation was completely useless. Well then all there was to do now was...

I slammed onto the ground at high speed, the impact jarring my body and sent me reeling. My entire chest throbbed with pain that a few broken ribs was probably responsible for. It was almost too much, almost. All that sounds bad but really is much better then I anticipated, the soil on this planet must be extremely soft.

'Or the locals apparently' I noted as the humanoid figure underneath me twitched. He was a scrawny blonde headed kid with a black hoodie, jeans and some kind of metal chest piece which was now molded perfectly to the shape of my ass. Not the greatest first impression but at least he wouldn't be telling his friends about me anytime soon.

"Jaune!" Yelled one of his friends, I just cant get a break. The yeller was a girl with long red hair, she wore what I could only explain as a red dominatrix outfit with bronze armor. She wasn't the only one either, we had snow princess, pink girl, gothic girl, naughty maid and big boobs. Hell? Aside from the mild, most likely life threatening, discomfort I was in heaven!

However; from the looks reds were giving me that soon would not be the case. Thirty seconds in this place and I already pissed everyone off, applauds are in order. The smaller girl seemed like she was about to burst any second. What did I do exactly?

A groan from underneath me let me know that blonde was still alive. I hit him in the back of the head to make him shut up, with him quiet it was much easier to think. Most of them were pissed, why they felt this way I did not no. No one was going for weapons so I didn't need to get violent, yet.

Where did I even begin to talk to them? Did I even want to talk to them? Ten minutes ago I had just failed the biggest job of my life, was betrayed by my longtime partner and then some ancient alien A.I sent me wherever he pleased. Was that even possible? My head was hurting thinking about all of it. I needed to find someplace quiet and think

I take back what I said before, actually violence sounded great right now! I don't know what the hells going on and that's not going to make it easy to be charismatic! I reached for my waist to grab my magnum only to discover that not only did I have great hips but they were sadly without a gun. I didn't need it, seven girls weren't going to be much of a problem. Well six girls since I already sorta took one of them out.

Something hit my helmet with a tink.

This ain't even fair, I thought while my hand wrapped around the handle of the alien key. I stood up slowly to tower over all of those present, holding the unactivated sword out to my right. Don t hate me for this girls, I'm sure we could of GREAT friends under different circumstances.

Before I could turn this beautiful forest into the next scary bimbo slashing movie the short haired girl with red streaks spoke first "How dare you!" She accused, red dominatrix moved next to her into a fighting stance "Do you have any idea what you've done?"

"Did you think we would allow you to do this right in front of us?" Red dominatrix supported, her voice slightly familiar somehow.

"Exactly!" Screamed red streaks "I have exclusive rights to all catapult jousting in Vale!"

"Yeah!" Added the other before her face grew confused "What about Jaune?"

"Yeah about him cough collateral cough damage, sorry Pyrrah" She coughed.

"How can you say that? Without Jaune's collaboration none of this would even be possible! He did all this for you Ruby!" Pyrrah defended slightly militantly.

Ruby looked as if someone had just called her a crook "This was my dream! I put my blood, sweat and tears into this project!"

"No offense sis but Jaune kinda was the brains behind this, I mean look how many times he performed human test runs with the catapults. If anyone has put blood and tears into this then it's him" The blonde one added.

"Yang!" Ruby accused her sister.

"Ruby-" The white one started but I had already started to walk away. Why did I always get the idiots? I mean for once it would be nice if I could just kill somebody that wasn't the result of union between a prostitute and a passing truck driver. The sight of man dressed in green with a pink stripe of hair surveying the situation then turning on his heels and walking away gave me hope that the rest of the populace wasn't so bad. If this was even real in the first place. Fuck this was confusing.

I needed alcohol and in large quantities, now.

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My quest for intoxication would prove futile after I made it out of the forest only to discover a school of sorts. Normally this would be the best place to get fucked up, my college years were exciting, but this was one of THOSE. Just looking around for a few minutes and it was plainly obvious it was a school for preppy kids, posh words, expensive matching uniforms and all around snobs. I didn't much care if I was seen, I didn't really much care for anything at the moment but I guess a heavily armored individual waltzing around here wasn't all that uncommon. I had already spotted a few others like me except with much more unadvanced armor.

Jesus please just kill my ass already, enough of this bullshit. Sure I killed a good amount of people in my day but shouldn't you be thankful for that? People started losing faith in you century's ago and then here I pop up to put the fear of god into them, maybe it wasn't intentional but damn if I wont take credit for it.

Maybe I'll just turn this school into my playground, kill everyone and in sight until someone finally kills me. That was as good of a way as any to leave this place, bloody, but effective. Yet I couldn't do it. Not because I would feel bad for killing these kids by the dozens or the hundreds but because I couldn't allow myself...to be beaten again.

This was it. My version of hell, somewhere I had absolutely no control. Santa you little fucker you really planned this out didn't you? Did my winning personality piss you off or was it my heart throbbing smile?

I took a seat on one of the many benches of this school and observed lazily in hopes of learning more about this place. It was impossible, I couldn't find the will to want to do anything. Every time I tried my mind just repeated the same question, why? Why should I cope with this world? What was there for me here? Santa sent me here to help these people but why should I bother. What can they offer me? There was nothing for me here, what I wanted was most likely way out of reach seeing as Santa made it clear I wouldn't be going back to his planet probably meant I was billions of light years away and without proper navigation no one could ever find me. What did I want anyway? The answer should be obvious yet I no matter how much I thought about it the answer didn't come to me only serving to make me more aggravated. The most logical answer would be Locust's and Tucker's head on fucking pikes but that didn't seem to fully satisfy me.

"Excuse me?"

So what do I do? Letting myself be killed and or suicide were not on the playing field. Maybe ill just let myself waste away on this campus. Speaking of which, I noticed many students carrying around weapons of some sort, some wearing armor like I had saw earlier. I theorized that this school was for training child soldiers. What really bothered me was that the majority of them had blades of some kind yet I could see they were technologically advanced enough to create flying ships.

"Excuse me" I heard her the first time to be honest but I wasn't in the mood to speak to anybody. I felt out of place here, like an alien of sorts. I had hopes she would leave if I ignored her, still though she continued to pester me.

I looked over to glare at the girl, she was wearing the same school uniform as the rest and she spoke with an Aussie accent that I assumed most would find adorable. Her hair was long and brown and led up to a fairly attractive modest face.

Holy sheep shit batman.

On top of her head for all to see were two overly large rabbit ears, actual rabbit ears and not the kind you'd see in an erotic magazine. They seemed to droop along with the rest of the girls stature as I continued to stare at her without saying anything.

Here goes nothing "I'm sorry I didn't hear you" I said in a friendly tone "Do you need something?"

"Well no" She fidgeted "I was hoping maybe I could help you, are you perhaps one of the late first years?"

I'm guessing she was a senior of some sorts coming to offer advise and guidance to her underclassmen. Very nice of her, people like her were the easiest to manipulate "That obvious?" I asked 'nervously'.

She laughed at this "A little bit. I saw you looking around like you didn't know where you were going, which is perfectly understandable, Beacon really is a big place. I got lost a few times at first too"

"It really is nothing like I expected" Now that was the honest to god truth.

"That's what everyone says" she informed "I could show you around if you would like?"

This was getting on my nerves "A tour from a beautiful girl? I think I'm going to really like it here"

She gave me a shy smile "I'm Velvet by the way" Introduced peter cottontail.

"Felix"

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And there's the second chapter! So how am I doing? Am I doing the cast right or are the ooc?