RWBY: Remnants Hybrid (Yang Xiao Long x Male Reader)

Vol. 1 Part 4: First day

No one's POV:

You were lying fast asleep in your new dorm room. It wasn't far from teams JNPR and RWBY, as a matter of fact it was only a couple doors down. This was a pretty peaceful sleep.... Until it was ruined by your alarm clock on the nightstand, which you promptly smashed. As much as you don't want to, you rise up out of bed and walk over to your closet. You then pulled out your uniform, which you weren't a fan of. Suits and ties simply never suited you. Although now you didn't really have a choice. Once dressed, you made your way out of your room and towards your first class.

Time skip:

It wasn't gonna be a very long day. Mostly it was just gonna be professors explaining to you what you'll be doing in their classes. Right now you were in your first class, which was with Professor Port. Although you were really starting to wonder if this man was qualified to teach.

Port: Monsters! Deeeemons... Prowlers of the night! Yes, the creatures of Grimm have many names, but I merely refer to them as prey! Ha-ha!

Everybody seemed unamused.

Port: Uhhhh... And you shall too, upon graduating from this prestigious academy! Now, as I was saying, Vale, as well as the other three kingdoms, are safe havens in an otherwise treacherous world! Our planet is absolutely teeming with creatures that would love nothing more than to tear you to pieces! And that's where we come in. Huntsmen! Huntresses...

He then send a wink Yang's way. This caused her to let out an uncomfortable groan. It also got a little on your nerves, although you weren't quite sure why.

Port: Individuals who have sworn to protect those who cannot protect themselves! From what, you ask? Why, the very world!

Student: Ayyyy-yep!

Some student yelled out. Everybody looked at him, causing him to feel embarrassed and sit back down.

Port: That is what you are training to become. But first: A story. A tale of a young, handsome man... Me! When I was a boy...

(Y/N): This has to be a joke right?

Port: ...Despite smelling of cabbages, my grandfather was a wise man. 'Peter', he told me...

(Y/N): Oh come on. Is this entire class going to be nothing but boring stories? I come here to learn control and this is what I get? Stories?!

Port: Ah-heh-hem! In the end, the Beowolf was no match for my sheer tenacity, and I returned to my village with the beast in captivity and my head held high, celebrated as a hero!

He then takes a bow. All the while you can sense the anxiety and anger coming off from Weiss, which was very distracting.

Port: The moral of this story? A true Huntsman must be honorable! A true Huntsman must be dependable! A true Huntsman must be strategic, well-educated, and wise! So, who among you believes themselves to be the embodiment of these traits?

(Y/N): Screw this.

You stood up. Weiss tried to do the same but you beat her to it.

(Y/N): I do.

Port: Well, then, let's find out!

He moved out of the way and gestured to a cage.

Port: Step forward, and face your opponent!

Slight time skip:

You we're now standing in the middle of the class, ready to face whatever the professor had to offer.

Yang: Goooo, (Y/N)!

You look at Yang with the confused look, wondering why she'd root for you. Once she saw you looking at her however, she simply look at the way.