Don't Own Rwby, Only The Oc

'thought'

"Speech"

[Semblance]

"Tvs, Radios, and Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."

(Mid Chapter Authors Notes)

[Hey! Wake up!]

"Mnn"

I slowly open my eyes and look around my empty room. "H-hello?"

"…" nothing seems to be out of the ordinary, the blinds closed, the door locked, the lights still off.

"…"

[Hi!]

"EEP-" I quickly bring my blanket up to my chin as a golden textbox appears in front of me.

[aww... did I scare you?]

'What the hell is that?!'

[I'm your semblance!]

'd-did it just read my min- wait... semblance?'

[well, semblance is a... strong word... I, myself, aren't actually a part of your semblance, I am just using it to speak with you, and I am just here to give you a small tutorial~]

'w-well who... what are you?'

[Rude... I am simply a multidimensional being who looks in on other universes, and I have noticed you and your struggle!]

'I-I don't have a struggle!'

[Poor, poor, Lucas Vermilion, orphaned at a young age, the weakest fighter in your entire Signal class, the only student who still hasn't unlocked his semblance- well, until now that is!]

's-stop!'

[Frankly, you are lucky your parents were a part of that 'Huntsmen child protection' gig or you probably would have been tossed into an orphanage somewhere, but now, you get your own apartment, free schooling at Signal, free food, you have a better life than most adults!]

'shut up.'

[oho! Little tyke has claws!]

'tell me what you need to tell me, so you can get out of my head.'

[right to the point, eh? I like that!]

[to activate your semblance, simply think or say 'deck']

'deck?'

A new screen pops up in front of me.

[your semblances sort of functions like a card game, take that information how you will...]

'wait- this is my semblance?'

[it was either this, or the ability to create small temporary objects, but not any actual expensive materials like dust or gold, only things like thumbtacks, a shoelace, a rock, admittedly it probably could have gotten better, but that would take a long time and I want something to entertain me now! So I simply unlocked your semblance early and augmented it slightly with my powers, now you can only 'create' cards.]

'w-what?'

[as you can see, you have several cards throughout your soul-space, each doing different effects, such as buffing, summoning, conjuring weapons, debuffing, they can do anything, really!]

[and the best part is, that only YOU can see this screen, try and touch one right now.]

'I-I feel like I sh-should be freaking out more than I am...'

[oh, that? I am using one of my abilities to make you calm down because I don't have time to deal with a whiny little bitch, I have stories to create, multiple timelines to sift through, and other worlds to explore.]

I slowly and shakily reach up and touch a card with a white outline, it seems to have two more copies of the same card layered on top of it.

With a small flash of light, the card appears in my hand.

On the center of the card is a image of a knife being slid across a grind-stone, just below that is a small rectangle that says '{Common}', and below that is a description of what the card seems to do.

=Increases the damage of a weapon you touch by 1/8 for five minutes=

Along the top seems to be the actual name of the card, that name being 'Sharpen', it also seems to have a small blue icon in the top corner that just reads '(10)'

[Cards have six rarities, 'Common' which are your every-day cards, not too much worth to them, but if you fling enough of them at an opponent you might beat them, next are 'Uncommon', you actually have one of these! Let's bring that up really quickly~]

A card that seems to be placed in a separate group away from all my other cards quickly enlarges revealing a grey metal sphere with a single blue button on the center of it, several cracks that look like a snowflake expand outwards from it

'Equip Ice Dust Grenade' (100)

{Uncommon}

=Creates a small dust grenade in your hand that when detonated coats the area around it in ice=

[Next are 'Rare' cards, those are, as the name implies, rarer than common and uncommon cards, so don't expect to find any for a while, Next, are 'Epic' cards, these bad boys can fit so much destruction into them! But they do tend to cost a lot more than a rare or uncommon, then, there are legendary cards, these are the peak of all regular cards and you may only have one copy of them!]

'that... was only five?'

[good, you can count! The sixth rarity is what is known as 'Dimensional Cards', basically, if I am in a good mood, I might give you a minion, ability, item, or technique from another universe entirely!]

'o-other universes exist?! Wh-what?!'

[of course, they do! You really shouldn't think that is all that weird when your day-by-day life is dictated by some cursaid shadowbeasts that hunt only to kill, right? Like, you have magical shields that deflect lethal blows, and a special power that is based off your personality or bloodlines... dimensional travel isn't that far-fetched, and besides, I did say that I was a 'multidimensional being', you know.]

'…'

[annnyway, moving on! In the top corner of each card you have, there is a 'cost to use', to see how much 'energy' you have to spend, say or think 'status']

'Status'

Lucas Vermilion
50/50 Mp

'I have... so little?'

[well, you are the weakest out of your entire Signal group, right? like, you can't even use your uncommon card and that it sort of depressing... well, now, why don't we move on to actually using your cards, simply say, or think the name while the corresponding card is in your hands]

I look at the card in my hands.

'I... don't have a weapon though...'

[then just pick another card ya' dingus! You can put your 'Sharpen' back into your deck by simply touching the card to the large holographic screen in front of you.]

I slowly press the top of the card against the screen and watch as it disappears in a couple motes of light and reappears on the screen, then I gently tap on the set of three layered cards beside it.

A card appears in my hand, it appears to be a humanoid black silhouette with a bright white outline surrounding him as he seems to be meditating.

'Petty Recharge' (15)

{Common}

=Makes your Aura regenerate at .10% every second for 40 seconds (Stacks with self)=

'this is-'

I pause and take a deep breath.

'Petty Recharge'

The card flashes brightly and scatters into several motes of light, causing a hair-thin blue aura to surround my hand- and I can assume the rest of my body.

'where did it-'

[when you use cards, they are 'spent', it will naturally come back after a combat scenario has finished or after thirty minutes have passed, whichever is more. (some cards are different, but it will tell you so in their effects) Your energy spent through using your semblance however, is a little more taxing to recharge... currently, you regenerate about one percent of your energy every two hours... meaning that to just break even on the card you just used, you will need to wait for SIXTY HOURS]

'Wh-WHAT?! SIXTY?!'

[Yes, Sixty, I know it might be a little boring, but this ability is fairly taxing on your soul, it needs time to recharge because of how weak you are.]

'h-how do I get more?'

[I am glad you asked! Because it can be described in one word... Training.]

'training?'

[Training. You know, pushups, sit ups, drinking plenty of juice.]

'but... wouldn't it be more entertaining for you if I could actually use the ability you gave me?'

[fair, but as you are now... if I tried to give you any more power it would tear you apart.]

I shiver at the ruthlessness those last three words seem to hold.

[hmm... now am I missing anything?]

'cards. How do I get more of them?'

[oh, that's simple, I will just give you more as you get bigger achievements, say, winning your first spar- since like the first week at least- at Signal~ Hint! Hint!.. Maybe you might even get a special reward for making it to the #1 'strongest' position in your class~]

'A Demensional card?!'

[Pfft- hell no! I was talking about a rare, or maybe, if you were lucky, an epic. If you want a Demensional card that badly, why not try and kill a herd of goliaths... by yourself...]

[well, I have clearly spent enough time here, yada yada, dramatic speech, show the world they were wrong about you, cliché, cliché, goodbye.]

The golden textbox shatters into a billion pieces and disappears as a gold dust that disappears when it touches the carpet.

"What time is it..." I sigh as I look over to my left, towards a small table holding a digital clock.

The red numbers on the clock read '3:30'

'why did it wake me up so earl-'

I pause as I think back on what it said. 'training? Did it give me enough time to do a long workout, shower, then eat?'

It takes about fifteen minutes to walk to Signal from my apartment building, and I need to be there at eight-thirty.

I hop out of bed with a resolute frown on my face. 'I am going to stop being weak, one way or another...'

I pause in front of a large mirror and sigh, looking back is a small teen, looking to be thirteen or fourteen at most, he has short messy white hair and piercing blue eyes.

I look down at my slightly stained white t-shirt and sigh. "This is going to be really difficult, isn't it?"

And now, it is time for something I quietly dread, end of the week combat class... a sort of like miniature 'pop-quiz' but for fighting... where we get ranked for our fighting and then our 'class rank' might go up, it is supposed to spark rivalries, making people train harder and harder to get that number one spot, those in the top five can even skip out on some of the boring activities like copying down notes from textbooks, and can even skip out on an entire subject at the end of every month to go watch movies, play games, or have pizza parties n stuff like that.

I was never really motivated to really increase my rank that much, because I always thought 'to even get into the top five, I would need to consistently at least sixteen different people'… I was never motivated that is, now, with some sort of omnipotent deity traveler dangling even more power over my nose, I have gained motivation.

Our lazy teacher speaks up with a book over his eyes. "Lucas versus Lionel, get to the stage and fight."

Lionel is the number twenty spot in our class, only 'slightly' better than me, from our fights, I can tell that he has a strength enhancement semblance, he primarily fights with a spear and shield, and, admittedly, he is horrible at fighting, he has a hard time wielding a spear in one hand, and his shield sometimes blocks his vision... that says more about me than him, doesn't it?

Lionel is only slightly taller than me, he has bright, spikey, gold hair that goes to his lower neck, he has bright green eyes and two small faunus ears on top of his head, take a quick guess at what kind...

Correct, two small golden bear ears.

I quietly take a simple broadsword off a wall of training weapons, wielding it in both of my hands as my opponent grabs his spear and wooden shield.

We stand opposite of each other, staring intently at each other as we wait for the teacher to give us the signal to start.

"Begin." He states as more of a tired sigh as he waves out to us with one hand.

'charge and dodge his first strike...'

I dash forwards and barely slip past his jab, raising my sword in preparation for a downwards smash that should at least do a good chunk of my foe's aura.

He brings up his shield and blocks the slash, causing small chunks of wood to spray out from the shield at the sword bashes against it.

'he can't stab me if I am this close.'

He shoves his sword forwards in an attempt to get me to back off, but I quickly circle to the right, his ears twitching slightly as his head turns to follow me.

He swings the side of the spear at me, planning on using his increased strength to bash me with the shaft, not dealing as much damage as a stab would, but still probably a substantial amount, so I try to block with the sword, I remove one of my hands on the hilt and place it on the side of the blade.

*CLACK*

The spear manages to push me backwards about half a foot as my feet slide across the stone tiled floor, but his spear seems to creak ominously.

'even though I blocked that, he still managed to deal about ten percent of my aura...' I frown as I take a quick moment to look at the aura monitor on the wall through the corner of my eyes.

I look back to see a spear hurtling towards my stomach, I quickly hit it to the side to make it a glancing blow instead of an actual hit, and bring up the pommel as I step forwards and hit Lionel right in the chin with it.

He grits his teeth and stumbles backwards, giving me enough time to raise the sword over my head and bring it down on his shoulder, causing his knees to give slightly, but he quickly regains his footing and drops his spear and sends his fist hurtling towards my midsection with a vengeance.

It hurts.

It really hurts.

I am sent skidding across the ground, tumbling maybe six or seven feet before I eventually gain my balance in a sitting position, where I look back up at my opponent, only to see a fist hurtling towards my face.

I raise one of my arms and block the blow, blindly slashing out at his legs with my sword that I somehow didn't drop.

I manage to hop backwards and up onto my feet, sword in hand.

I prepare to leap forwards again, Lionel quickly raising his now retrieved spear.

"Stop."

We both instantly freeze and look over to our teacher, a single one of his red eyes peering out from under the book. "Lucas' aura is below twenty percent, Lionel wins."

I look to the side to see that my aura is about at fifteen percent, Lionel's being at about fourty-five to fifty.

"Please put your weapons back on the racks and return to your seat."

We silently walk over to the weapon wall and replace our weapons.

"Now, we will review." Our teacher tiredly sighs. "Does anybody know why Lucas lost?"

A boy with brown hair speaks up with a smirk. "He's a weakling without a semblance?"

"Incorrect, Cardin." The teacher frowns. "While not having a semblance does put him at a disadvantage, he lost because he lost focus in the middle of the fight in order to check his aura when it wasn't needed, he had only taken one blow that he blocked, and opened himself up for another blow which lowered his aura quite a bit."

"However. He did fight well against a much stronger opponent, if he had his semblance, and didn't lose focus, he might have even won."

"Now, who can tell me what Lionel did wrong?" He asks.

A hand raises towards the back. "Yang?"

"He blocked his vision with his shield, and allowed Lucas to get close to him."

"Correct, that's pretty much it... Cardin, Fight Dove."

Cardin, as arrogant- and douchy- as he is, holds the eight position in class, one of his friends, who he is fighting right now, Dove, holds the rank right below his, Yang on the other hand... holds the number one spot...

I rub the side of my head slightly from my seat. 'I can't believe I lost... ugh...'

'if I used my semblance... could I have... won?'

I sit quietly on my bed as I look over all of my cards, I should have probably done this before school, but I put it off in order to get training right away...

As stated before, I have three 'Sharpen', three 'Petty Recharge' and my only uncommon card 'Equip Ice Dust Grenade', but I actually have three other cards, all common, and two of the same kind, but one that is actually fairly cool.

The first one, the one that I have a second of, has a picture of a small ammo box on it, and it is aptly named 'Reload'

Reload (30)

{Common}

= Creates a clip of ammo for a small one-handed weapon (like a revolver or other small pistol) that lasts until shot or for one hour=

But the final card, the final card is actually something that is somewhat interesting... the image is of a humanoid silhouette with a single arm held out at its side, and on that arm... is the single largest hawk- like an animal, hawk, not a Nevermore- I have ever seen, based on the height of the silhouette, it would have to be at least two and a half feet tall from the tips of its clawed talons to the top of its head.

Conjure Mana Hawk (50*)

{Common}

Creates a large magical bird that can assist you in fights, scouting, or tracking (Lasts 1 minute for every 50 mana channeled into it)=

I frown slightly. 'this is a common card and I can only have it out for a minute at full strength, then I would have to spend over two-hundred hours re-charging my semblance...'

I look at my hand and quickly clench it. 'I am not going to be looked down on anymore... and if I am going to make that happen, I need to be able to handle more of my semblance...'

I slowly stand up, my muscles slightly aching from my fight and training earlier. "Well, you know what they say, no pain, no gain, and I am looking for gains... time to start training again."

Well Well Well, looks like I managed to get the first chapter of this new story before my 'story deadline' (Taking the place of TRG for a while, while I do some storyboarding for Sean's next adventure.) what do you all think? "God cursed me for my hubris and my work is forever left unfinished" - quote that defines me as a person.

I personally like the idea of a card slinging huntsman, and I can do so many cool things with it!

*so many fucking ideas in this cursed Jell-O cup that is the mushy inside of my skull... and I can guarantee maybe less that 30 percent will ever be written down let alone posted to fanfiction.*

those ideas include: Shadow monarch self insert into the one piece universe, a Saiyan child's attack pod being warped onto remnant via a tear in reality, a dragon ball or one piece 'the gamer' self insert, because let's be honest, those two need more of 'the gamer', out of the like fifty or so stories, there are only like a single good one in each, a si as Issei's brother that when given the choice of a power to take with him says- and I quote- 'I want the power to pull asspulls that confuddle Joseph Joestar and Jack Sparrow COMBINED' chaos and 'your next line is', and pulling Tommy guns out of nowhere ensues thought about a story where the mc's semblance is that he gains powers dependent on the music he is listening to... *jeez I am a fucking mess...*

Speakingofgoodonepiecegamerstories... you all should probably look at 'A Gamer In South Blue' it only has about 30k words, but it is DEFINITELY worth a read.

Anyways, I'm out, see ya!