RWBYKnights: Volume 1 [Old Version]

Chapter 4: Beacon Academy Pt. 2

"They what?" Patriot asked, with Yelena sighing once more as she explained to her father for the 3rd time already, the big man seemingly in denial their dreams basically ran into them.

"Well, I guess you can be a huntress?" He asked, remembering his joke a while back about Yelena attending the academy, Yelena sighed again as she said.

"Hmmm, I did check out the school on their website, and it looks pretty legit..." Patriot said as he pulled out a scroll, with Yelena raising her brow.

"I bought it, of course, they were pretty cheap anyways..." He explained, handing out the tablet to his daughter, she checked the school out herself, seeing the many images of the school facility, she nodded.

"Does that mean?" 

"Yes, you can, you have your own life. You, we are no longer bound to the chains of the infected and Ursus..." He nodded, giving his approval, Yelena smiled as she hugged her father.

"Oh right, I arranged for a tour of the academy!" 

"Dad!" 

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Patriot stood in front of the tall tower once more, having taken an aircraft known as a bullhead to get in the vicinity of the academy, he looked around, as many people looked at him back thanks to his frightening appearance. Most of the people roaming around all carried their weapons, as the man recognized them all to be the mentioned 'hunters' he began wandering around the place, until finding the meetup place where his tour would start.

"This is rather simplistic..." He muttered, seeing a loosely held sign saying 'tour starts here' on a bench, he decided to sit and wait as he was a bit early on the initial schedule. A distance away, a group of four spied on the man sitting, noticing the white skull for his head, they all stared as they passed on a judgement.

"Coco?" A brown-haired bunny Faunus asked.

"He is definitely not part of the white Fangs." A much more fashionable woman declared, tipping her brown shades, she sized up Patriot from afar, who seemingly was more focused on the birds eating on some of the bird feeders stationed on some of the street lamps.

"Big... man, very big... man" Suddenly, a voice rang across the heads of the two. And turning to a tanned man with brown hair, the fashionable woman shook her head.

"Yeah, he is big, but we could take him if he ever caused a disaster." The other three silently nodded as the woman with shades added, "So, what do you think will be the professor's reaction?" 

"Frightened?" The largest of the four said, with the rest once more nodding, when suddenly a voice shouted from behind them.

"What is the meaning of this?!" The four turned their heads as a burly grey-haired man with a walking stick confronted them.

"Ah, professor, we were just..."

"Seeing... the... visitor..."

"You'd need to guide."

"Yeah, that..." The four explained, with the man with red hair speaking directly into the professor's mind. Thinking deeply about it, the man shrugged as he fully trusted the four's reasoning.

"Hm, very well then. It seems like I am the late one here. I must greet the visitor/guest at this moment!" And with that, the man jogged over towards the location of where the tour was going to start, immediately sliding across the cobblestone streets and stopping in front of Patriot.

"Well hello! Visitor! Apologies for the wait, after all, it is rare for visitors to arrive on schedule..." The man's voice slowly quieted as he noticed who he was talking to, his eyes widening at the sight of the Wendigo's face, and his already towering presence even if he was clearly still sitting down.