It's been two days since the freeway disaster. The general public has been kept in the dark for the most part, but the the once who were apart of it knew the truth. They had been asked to keep quiet about it understanding that mass panic would result in attracting the Grimm. JNPR and RWBY had told Anakin and his team what happened, and thankfully agreed to help with the search for the hideout in the southeast.Anakin, and his team are currently in combat class with Professor Goodwitch. Teams RWBY and JNPR are here as well.
"Alright class I believe we have time one more match." The Professor states. "Who would like to be our first contestant?" Immediately Anakin's remaining hand shot up. "Mr. Skywalker? Are you sure your ready for this? Loosing a hand is quite th-"
"I'm fine." Anakin interrupts. "This isn't the first time I've lost a limb."
Professor Goodwitch frowned at that statement. Poor boy. I can only imagine what pain he's going through. She thought. "Very well. Who would you like as your opponent?"
Anakin looks at his classmates for a moment before his eyes settle on Blake. "Blake?" He calls. Her head shoots up from her Journal in confusion. "You up for a spare?"
"Uhh, yeah sure."
After a moment of preparation the two stand in the center arena weapons ready. Anakin was holding his tournament weapon, Balance (The Katana). Professor Goodwitch stood on the sidelines with her Scroll open. Up on the big screens Anakin's and Blake's aura levels appeared.
"Remember, once either of your auras are in the red I'll call the match." The Professor states. "You May begin."
Anakin and Blake circle each other. Each following the others footsteps. After a beat both dash towards each other meeting in the center with a clash. Upon the impact, Blake was knocked back about five feet. Using the distance to her advantage she used her semblance to create a afterimage. Anakin however never faltered. To Blake's surprise Anakin ran through the afterimage and kept onto Blake's trail. How?! How did he know? Blake though with wide eyes.
The two traded blows and Blake was getting increasingly concerned. Each clash left Blake's arms burning from the force Anakin put into each blow. In a quick move Blake took the bladed sheath off and began to us it as a second sword. Anakin went for another sideways slash to which Blake jumped over quickly turning her Gamble Shroud into its gun form and firing off an entire clip at Anakin. In a quick fluid motion Anakin blocked the bullets most pressing using Balance. Afterward her threw his weapon and used the force to guide it. The weapon spun like that of a helicopter blade, and Blake was right in its line of trajectory. Thinking quick Blake slid under it and pressed Anakin with a flurry of blows all of which he dodges expertly.
During a downward slash however Blake can feel a punch from a nubed arm to her stomach staggering her only to be kicked in the face a second later. The kick sent her back only to be slashed by Balance returning to its owner. With that a buzzer sounds off. Already!? Blake thought.
"And that's the match." Professor Goodwitch announces. "As you could see, every time Miss Belladonna and Mister Skywalker clashed blades Miss Belladonna seemed to get hurt. While it was always slight amounts, it ultimately proved enough for that final move at the end." The Professor the turns to Blake with a worried expression. "Miss Belladonna, while your in a battle please keep the little things in mind. If you are feeling pain, you are likely losing Aura."
Blake nods. "I understand. Thank you." Those words brought a slight smile to the Professor's face.
Once class was over Anakin walked over to Team RWBY before they left. "Blake." He called gaining the Cat Faunus's attention. "You alright?"
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Anakin and his adventures in Remnant: A RWBY Story
FanfictionAfter Anakin's Death he wakes in a new world as his younger self.