What if there was another academy?
In the south islands of Remnant, there is an academy where they train warriors. They are known as Tidehunters and Sirens. They are trained in survival, combat, and magic. Though the amount of people there a...
I was running, I felt my body fighting exhaustion and fatigue.
Jaune: "I gotta help her, I can't let her die!" I was running to the docks, though I was exiled and expelled, I still wanted them to be safe. "Blake, you idiot!! You can't take them all on!!" I started running my legs fighting me as I felt them burning.
I turned around the corner to see Blake, holding Torchwick at the throat with her weapon.
Jaune: "BLAKE NO! ITS A TRAP!" As I Sprinted towards her saw Roman kick her and point his cane at her. With a last ditch effort I reached out and pushed her away. *BAM* "R-R-Run Blake..." as I felt the shot hit me, I looked at her and gave a weak smile. Her eyes went wide as dinner plates.
Blake: "JAUNE!-" Is all I heard as I fell into the water below.
*splash*
My body crashing into the water, I looked to see red.. Sadly I knew where it came from. I put my hand down to my side and patted myself, it stung and the amount of blood I was losing was alarming... but in a way I felt at peace.
Jaune: I'm sorry... kitty cat...
???: "Well now, likkel hero." I looked up... and saw a face. I was terrified, the face was a skull with glowing eyes.
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(A/N: The voice will be the voice used by Warcraft's Bwonsamdi. Similiar to a Jamaican accent.)
???: "Don't be alarmed now! I don't want that Fiya of yours to die out." For a second I felt a force hold me.. but I feel like I don't have to worry about my breath.
Jaune: "H-How?!"
???: "Be at ease likkel mon, let ol' Unko Bwom take care of you. You see you got a lot of spirit! Even in your darkest moment, you sacrificed your own life to help a friend." He leaned in and booked my nose. "I could use a man like you."
Jaune: "But... but I'm a disgrace... my family disowned me... my friends abandoned me..."
Before I could go on I felt a slap on the back of my head.
Uncle Bwom: "Ey' none of Dat now. You have a lot more about ya den ya tink." He gave a smile that was both comforting but terrifying. "I work with both sides of the spectrum, life and death." He holds up a feather and as he says death it withers away. "So I am here to offer ya a chance to still be the hero ya be yearnin' to be." He tapped my chest and as he did I felt a powerful force go through me.
Jaune: "What... what is this power?!" I flexed my arms and the veins in them gave off a blue glow. The power I felt was remarkable.
Uncle Bwom: "Hehehe, you see my boy, my boss be taken an interest in ya, just like I have. So we gon' let ya choose. Either ya live or ya die. I'd prefer you live, since you'd be given that one thing ya always wanted. A chance to be dat hero."
