It's our first day at Beacon Academy. Great I'm on a continent I despise, but as long as long as they upheld their end of the bargain, I don't care what they do. And my team and I are heading to class, we are greeted by Professor Port.
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Port: Ahhhhhh. Team DEATH. Earlier I see. I like that. Almost as respectable as me.
He then looked at Maka, Tsu, Liz and Patty and winked. This pissed me off. I them unleashed some of my arrows and pointed them at him.
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And if looks could kill, he'd be dead ten times over before he could even touch the ground. Having Spiritual Pressure sure comes in handy.
Jacob: Let's get one thing straight, old man. You look at my Tsubaki, my Liz, my Maka and my Patty again, respected huntsman or not, I'll kill you. Am I clear, Professor?
This caused the four I mentioned to blush at that, but I was to focused on the old man to notice.
Port: Understood, Mr. Ro... I mean Jacob.
I then smiled at the old.
Jacob: Good. Now that we understand each other. I think you should start class.
He then looked and saw everyone else in class.
Port: Uhhhhh, right.
Nearly every student*thoughts*: Note to self. Do not piss this team off.
No POV:
Though some were having different having different thoughts.
Ruby/Weiss/Blake/Yang/Pyrrha*thoughts*: Just how strong have you become, Jacob/Little Brother/Bro? What happened to you during the past seven years? You use to be so sweet and kind and never wished harm on anyone, even if some of those people actually deserved it.
Though none were more shocked then a certain hyper, war hammer wieldingpancake lover.
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