This is a story I create in my free time. This is a RWBY story, but with the addition of my character.
P.S. I'm not the owner of any music or pictures that appear in the story.
RWBY belongs to the rightful owners.
New beautiful day in the room team Oni. Garito began to open his eyes and looked around. He wanted to sit down but something heavy lies on his chest as he looked his face immediately changed to red the same shade as his horns. Zero two was lying on him, waking up and smiled at him.
Zero two: (chuckle) We should get ready for class.
Zero two went to the bathroom to change, Garito still remained in bed shocked by this situation. But after a while he recovered and changed. Suddenly he heard someone building something. Before Garito could figure out what the noise was, the bathroom door was opened to reveal Zero two in her uniform.
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Garito: (blushing) I thought we should wear Becon uniforms?
Zero two: I talked to Ozpin and he let me wear this one. Anyway, no one will tell me what to wear. We should go if we don't want to miss our first class.
After that, Zero Two left, and Garito quickly followed.
In the class team Oni sat next to the team RWBY in the front row, Blake and Yang are sitting up and paying attention, Weiss is taking notes,Ruby has her head propped in her hand as she takes a quick nap,Garito tried to pay attention because it involved grimm but it was hard and Zero two didn't pay attention with a lollipop in her mouth.
Port: Monsters! Deeeemons... Prowlers of the night! Yes, the creatures of Grimm have many names, but I merely refer to them as prey! Ha-ha!
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Ruby is woken back up by Port's bad joke which receives a cricket-filled silence as a result.
Garito: (under my breath) And I thought my jokes were bad.
Port: Uhhhh... And you shall too, upon graduating from this prestigious academy! Now, as I was saying: Vale, as well as the other three kingdoms, are safe havens in an otherwise treacherous world! Our planet is absolutely teeming with creatures that would love nothing more than to tear you to pieces! And that's where we come in. Huntsmen! Huntresses... (gives Yang a wink, which she groans uncomfortably at) Individuals who have sworn to protect those who cannot protect themselves! From what, you ask? Why, the very world!
Student: (raises his fist) Ayyyy-yep! (stands like this for a moment as everyone looks at him strangely before sitting down, embarrassed)
Port: That is what you are training to become. But first: A story. A tale of a young, handsome man... Me! When I was a boy...
Garito: (under my breath) She warned me it was going to be awful, but I didn't expect that much.
Weiss notices Ruby is very focused on penciling the paper in front of her.
Port: ...Despite smelling of cabbages, my grandfather was a wise man. 'Peter', he told me...
The speech evolves into more "blah"s as Ruby chuckles at her creation and shows it to her teammates: a ball-with-limbs-and-a-head drawing of the teacher with stink lines coming from him and "Professor Poop" written underneath. Ruby blows a quick raspberry. Blake, Yang, Garito and Zero two laugh, but Weiss looks annoyed.
Port: Ah-heh-hem! (he waits until he has their attention again) In the end, the Beowolf was no match for my sheer tenacity, and I returned to my village with the beast in captivity and my head held high, celebrated as a hero!
The teacher takes a bow as Weiss slowly gets more and more frustrated with Ruby's antics.
Port: The moral of this story? A true Huntsman must be honorable!
Ruby is balancing an apple on a book with her pencil held only by her finger while making a silly face.
Port: A true Huntsman must be dependable!
Ruby has fallen asleep again in the first class of the year.
Port: A true Huntsman must be strategic, well-educated, and wise!
Ruby is not-so-subtly picking her nose, much to Weiss' building anger.
Port: So, who among you believes themselves to be the embodiment of these traits?
Weiss: (still angry, she raises her hand) I do, sir!
Port: I apologize Ms. Schnee, but Mr. Veskante was first one.
Everyone was looking at Garito who also had his hand raised and smirk at Weiss.
Port: (he turns to gesture at the glowing red eyes surrounded by shadow shaking the cage that traps it) So step forward, and face your opponent!
