Inseparable

Trouncing The Bully

Y/N POV

I watch as Jaune is put through the ringer by an absolute ass. 

Amica: "He's not doing so hot."

Y/N: "It's not his fault. Cardin is a no good cheat."

We watch as Cardin manages to sneak in a cheap shot on Jaune. 

Amica: "I want to bite his head off."

Y/N: "I'd let you. But killing someone is very frowned upon. No matter how wicked they may be."

Amica: "That's bullshit."

Cardin raises his mace when Goodwitch stops him.

Goodwitch: "That's enough Cardin."

She walks to the front of the stage.

Goodwitch: "As you can see Jaune's aura is in the red. This would prevent him from fighting any further."

She looks at Jaune.

Goodwitch: "You show promise. But learn to not always fight. Sometimes it's best to defend rather than attack. We wouldn't want anything to happen to you would we?"

Cardin: *whisper* "I would."

Goodwitch: "Now we have time for one last match. Anyone feel like fighting?"

My hand is raised.

Y/N: *quietly* "What're you doing?"

Amica: "Teaching that asshole a lesson."

Goodwitch: "Y/N. Very well. Who do you wish to be your opponent?"

Y/N: "Oh I-"

Suddenly my vocal cords cease function. My Amica possessed arm points to Cardin.

Goodwitch: "Cardin, do you except?"

Cardin: "Sure. Though I'd hardly call this a fight."

My body stands walking us down to the arena.

Y/N: *thinking* "I don't think this' a good idea."

Amica: "Relax. You just focus on attacking. I'll watch our blind spots."

Goodwitch: "Both combatants ready?"

Cardin: "Yeah."

My body bows.

Y/N: "We look like a colossal idiot."

Goodwitch: "Begin!!!"

Cardin rushes for an attack.

Amica: "Here he comes."

Cardin swings his mace at me. Amica twists my body making the attack miss. 

Amica: "Attack."

I deliver a right hook. It packs a strong enough punch to send Cardin scooting across the floor.

Y/N: "What was that?"

Amica: "I toughened your body. Now you can hit harder."

Y/N: "Sweet."

Cardin fires blasts at me. I effortlessly duck and weave past them. This makes him furious.

Cardin: "Stupid runt."

He rushes in for another attack. I brace when he manages to vault over me.

Amica: "He's surprisingly nimble."

Cardin: "Eat iron."

He swings his mace right for my face.

Y/N: "Oh crap."

I block my face with my arm. Cardin's mace makes contact with it. It instantly shatters into tiny pieces.

Cardin: "Impossible!"

Amica: "He's open."

I kick Cardin's ribs denting his armor. I follow up with a left hook to the side of his knee. As he falls to his knee I kick him square in the jaw. He rolls backwards until he slams headfirst into the arena wall.

Goodwitch: "Y/N is the winner!!"

Y/N: *speaking* "We won!!!!"

Amica: "We did. Good job."

The bell rings releasing us to lunch. Fixing my plates I sit down with the others.

Jaune: "There he is. Mister slugger."

Y/N: "Oh hush."

Yang: "He means it. You really kicked butt against Cardin."

Nora: "I though I was the strong one."

Ruby: "What's your secret?"

Y/N: "Huh?"

Blake: "You're secret. How were you able to shatter Cardin's mace with your arm?""

I look seeing all eight of them interested.

Y/N: *thinking* "What do I say?"

Amica: "Anything but the truth."

Y/N: "My secret is..."

They lean closer.

Y/N: "Is... physical endurance."

They display confusion.

Ren: "Physical endurance?"

Y/N: "Yes."

Weiss: "Elaborate."

Y/N: "You see by continuously exposing body to increasingly harder hits, my skin became tougher. This allowed me to take bigger and nastier hits."

They lean back.

Yang: "I never would've thought to do that."

Nora: "Will it work if we have an aura?"

Weiss: "In theory it should."

Y/N: "But maybe not test it."

Blake: "Why? Afraid we'll become like you?"

Y/N: "No." *thinking* "Besides. You'll never become like me."