《NOIS: A RWBY fanfiction》Chapter 04- Landing
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( I'm sorry for the delay for any NOIS fans the holidays were nuts. But here is the newest Chapter. Again please send your opinions.)
(Onyx pov)
Onyx felt the rush of wind pass him as he flew through the air. While in the air he kept his eyes closed so he could feel the adrenaline pumping through him. As he felt himself descending down to the forest he activated his weapons. As soon as he fell past the treetop line he shot one of his blades into one of the tree and swung like a monkey on a vine through the trees. As soon as Onyx felt it was safe to drop from the trees he clicked for his blade to return and fell to the ground rolling as he landed.
Onyx quickly checked his surroundings to make sure he didn’t drop into a danger zone. Onyx remembered Ozpin saying that they needed to find a partner and get an artifact as soon as they possibly could. Onyx also remembered that there were supposed to be monsters scattered around the forest. Onyx wasted no time getting a move on looking for a partner so he could finish the mission. He started darting through the woods looking a hard as he could to find himself a partner.
(Ivan’s pov)
Ivan tried his best to fall gracefully but was having absolutely no luck. He felt himself spinning in the air unable to find a sense of balance. As he saw the tree line of the forest grow surprisingly closer he started to panic even more. In a desperate attempt the young faunus reached for his back and grabbed his weapon. As he griped the cross for dear life he managed activate the flamethrower on the bottom. He then gripped tightly as he let the flames shoot from the flamethrower; the thrust sent him flying what felt like going forward and faster towards the ground he then adjusted so the flamethrower was pointing down and he was now losing momentum as he slowly floated down until he landed in a bush.
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As Ivan deactivated his weapon as he got out of the bush he had so conveniently landed in. He brushed himself off and started listening. Most faunus had super great eyesight he on the other hand had super great hearing and could hear footsteps approaching him from not too far away. Ivan remembered that there were supposed to be monsters around in this forest. In fear he pulled out his cross and activated the axe mode and prepped a swing for when the fast approaching thing got there. Ivan could hear it getting closer and closer. When he could hear the noise almost to him he yelled as he swung his axe to the ground. It whiffed as a flash of black and white jumped back to dodge and Ivan was face to face with a very concerned Onyx.
“That was not necessary,” Onyx said jokingly at the faunus. Ivan face made an expression that screamed of mild annoyance and pouting at the same time.
“I’m glad to see you my friend but now I am sad,” Ivan responded as his ears dropped over his head.
“Why?”
“My swing missed,” Ivan responded with. Onyx laughed at the short faunus.
“I’m pretty hard to hit in general don’t feel too bad,” Onyx responded as he finished laughing. “Any way’s I guess this makes us partners now, let’s get going before we attract any unnecessary attention.” Ivan nodded in agreement deactivating his axe back to the cross form and putting it on his back. The two then started heading in a direction away from where they were launched from. “By the way Ivan how’d you land?”
“Oh I used my flamethrower,” Ivan responded bluntly to the young martial artist. Onyx looked at the faunus with surprise.
“You have a flamethrower on there?” Onyx asked. Ivan nodded and smiled up at the martial artist with a mischievous grin.
“And a rocket launcher and an Athenian Pointer Laser,” Ivan responded sounding proud of his mighty weapon. Ivan kept walking as Onyx took some time to pause and let his jaw drop in shock.
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(Noir and Bastian POV)
Noir could feel the adrenaline rushing through his veins as he soared through the sky. He was used to being launched in the air at Signal for tests all the time he was hardly scared. As he felt himself start descending towards the ground he activated his semblance, surrounding himself with a pale green light around his body. His semblance gave him total control of his own gravity and he used it to help himself float and glide his way to the forest floor. As soon as he landed he deactivated his semblance and drew two blades from his sheaths and checked his surroundings. He didn’t see anything and then relaxed.
“Whew, Perfect landing and no grim, I guess I can relax,” Noir said aloud. He was then interrupted by the sounds of growls from behind him. Noir turned around to find himself face to face with an angry Beowulf. The Beowulf swung but Noir jumped back to avoid the swat. Noir charged and slashed the Beowulf arm off with his left arm and then swung his right blade to sever the beasts head. “Nailed it,” he said proudly. He didn’t notice that behind him another Beowulf had snuck up behind him. Noir turned around in horror because he didn’t have enough time to counter attack. In a panic he started activating his semblance again when all of a sudden a flash of white and blue crashed into the Beowulf knocking it over. Noir looked in awe in horror finding himself face to face with a white and blue Ursa.
Noir looked at the odd creature’s feet where the Beowulf laid motionless. The Ursa turned and stared at him. Instead of the burning red eyes most grim had this one had icy blue. Noir repositioned his stance and flipped over his right hand sword so the gun side was facing the new creature.
“Nice albino looking Ursa,” Noir said getting ready to shoot. Just then the Ursa stood up and started shrinking down and losing its glow until what was once the great beast stood a familiar seven-foot-tall giant.
“Don’t shoot,” Bastian said holding his hands out towards Noir in defense. Noir sighed in relief thinking he was lucky to get himself out of trouble just now. But the events that just transpired did raise a few concerns with the young swordsman.
“How’d you do that? And where’s your weapon?” Noir asked indignantly. Just then Bastian’s spear fell blade first into the ground right in front of Bastian.
“Here’s my weapon,” Bastian said smiling as he pulled his spear out of the ground. “And in regard to me turning into an Ursa, that’s my semblance. I can turn into certain grim if I know enough about them. Right now all I can turn into are Beowulves, Ursai, and Nevermores.” Bastion responded. Noir jaw dropped. He had never heard of semblance as odd and awesome as that.
“That is so cool,” Noir said loudly. Bastian puffed up with pride when his friend gave the compliment.
“Well I saw you fly down here, is that your semblance?” Bastian asked.
“Well kinda,” Noir answered. “You see my semblance grants me total control of my own gravity. I can intensify it or loosen it or even change its center and walk on ceilings or walls as if they were the floor,” Noir answered. Bastian’s jaw dropped and Noir laughed. “Anyway I guess this make us partners, we need to start heading to the ruins.”
“Right let’s go partner,” Bastian said as he walked over to Noir. The two fist bumped and then headed off deeper into the forest armed and ready to complete their first mission.
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