*(Y/N) POV*
I woke up to the sound of my alarm from Apollo. I look around and see that I'm in the hangar. I groan and turn. I then sit up and tell Apollo to turn off the alarm.
Me: ALRIGHT ALREADY! I'm up, so turn off that damn alarm!
Apollo turns off the alarm, I then got up and started getting ready. I decided to skip my usual workout and just did a light one instead which was 50 push-ups and 80 sit-ups as well as stretching out my muscles. Once I was done I had a light breakfast, took a quick shower and got my pilot suit and jump kit because I ain't gonna be wearing any school uniform and then I looked at the clock and realized that I had 20 minutes until class starts.
Me: Oh shit! Alright Apollo, I gotta go so stay here and keep searching through the schools data banks to find some more info that we can use.
Apollo: UNDERSTOOD PILOT.
I then took off and started running off towards the first class I had which was someone named Port. Once I had got there I threw the door open and everyone looked at me with a questionable look. Man this was awkward.
Port: Ah! Mr. (L/N)! So glad you could finally join us after... (looks at the clock then back at me) being 5 minutes late.
Me: Yeah... sorry my alarm went off a little later than I set it to.
Port: That's quite alright just don't let it happen again! But since you were late why don't you show us your skill at taking out grimm.
Me: Hmmm.... sure why not. I need a workout anyways.
*Third POV*
As (Y/N) stepped in the arena everyone started to wonder where his weapon was.
Port: Um... Mr. (L/N). Where is your weapon?
(Y/N): You mean my guns? Well their not on me besides my wingman here but I'm gonna be using it today. (Turns to Ruby) Hey Ruby!
Ruby: Yeah?
(Y/N): Catch!
(Y/N) tosses the wingman toward the little gun fanatic and once Ruby caught she looked at with stars and started to examine it. Even though she saw it before, she can't get over how unique and futuristic it is compared to the other revolver's she has seen.
(Y/N): Hang onto that for me will ya and I'll show you how it works later.
He turns back to port and then takes off his helmet and puts it to the side on Ports desk. And the sight of his face makes all of the girls blush, especially team RWBY.
(Y/N): Instead I'll be using these today. (Pulls out his machete and his data knife)
Port: Huh? Very interesting. I figured as you are a soldier you would be using some sort of firearm instead of a bladed weapon.
(Y/N): That may be true. But I am no soldier. I'm what most people call me a 'pilot'.
Port: A pilot? When you have time you're going to have to give me lecture about where your from.
(Y/N): Ight! Bet! Now lets's get started! I've been itching for a fight!
Port: Haha! Someone is surely ready!
Port then walks over to a cage with his weapon in hand and holds it over his head and looks at (Y/N).
Port: Are you ready Mr. (L/N)?
(Y/N): (Gets into a stance with his knife in his left hand being underhanded and the machete in his right hand) Ready as I'll ever be.
Port: Then... (Swings his weapon downwards) BEGIN!
