Y/N L/N (A RWBY Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

It was a beautiful day in Vale. The birds were singing, the sun was shining. Y/N was strolling through Vale, walking towards the docks to board an airship to Beacon. 'Man, I can't believe I'm going to Beacon so soon. I thought it would take a few more years.' The boy thought.

He had his bow blade across his back, ready to take on this new challenge. As Y/N got to the docks, he noticed more weapon-wielding young adults arriving as well, some he remembered from Signal. He checked his scroll, noting that he only had fifteen minutes until the airship departed. He quickened his pace in order to find a good spot to sit down and enjoy the ride. He found a seat next to a sleeping, orange haired man with no shirt on. 'Seems like a good place to relax.' Y/N thought.

He sat there, watching the other students walk in and looking at their weapons. Swords, axes, rifles, pistols, spears, clubs; many of them stood out to him. He still loved to look at them and try to figure out how they were made. Old habits seem to die hard.

As the airship took off, Y/N looked out the window, watching Vale go by. Suddenly, a blond woman wearing a white and black outfit with a purple cape appeared in front of all the viewing windows on the ship.

She began, "Hello and welcome to Beacon. My name is Glynda Goodwitch. You are among a privileged few who have received the honor of being selected to attend this prestigious academy. Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace, and as future huntsmen and huntresses, it is your duty to uphold it. You have demonstrated the courage needed for such a task, and now it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and the training to protect our world." She then disappeared.

The guy beside Y/N had woken up when Glynda had begun her announcement. After she disappeared, he turned to Y/N. "Man, if I get to wake up to that hot lady every day, I'm gonna like it here," he said as he smiled.

Y/N turned to the shirtless teen, "That was Glynda Goodwitch," he began. "She's one of the professors at Beacon. I don't think she's gonna wake you up again, unless you fall asleep in her class."

The orange haired teen lightly laughed, "That probably won't be so pleasant." He extended his arm toward Y/N, "Name's Russ."

Y/N shook his hand, "Y/N. Hey, you're obviously going to Beacon, so where's your weapon? I don't see any laying by you."

Russ widened his smile a bit. "Oh, don't worry about my weapons. I don't 'carry' them, per say." Y/N looked confused. "You'll see." Russ stated.

Right after Russ had finished his statement, a blond boy ran up and puked into a trash can next to Y/N. Y/N looked concerned while Russ seemed a little disgusted. "Hey, dude, you alright?" asked Y/N.

The armored boy finished and spit into the trash can. He still looked a little green. "This is my first time flying. So far, not a fan." He promptly threw up again.

As he continued puking, the airship stopped as they had arrived at Beacon. Y/N quickly got up and rushed for the exit, not wanting to smell the throw up anymore. He stepped off the airship, took a deep breath, and started walking to the academy. He heard a loud thumping of boots as someone ran behind him. "Hey, Y/N!" Russ shouted as he caught up to him. "Do you know where we're supposed to go?"

Y/N slowed down for him. "I would assume the tall building. I was just gonna follow everyone else."

Russ caught up to the H/C haired boy. "That seems like a good plan. I'll walk with you."

The crowd was making their way to the central building like Y/N guessed. The two boys followed them into a large auditorium along with the other students. On the stage in the front of the room stood Headmaster Ozpin and Professor Goodwitch. When everyone had found their way in, Ozpin stepped up to the microphone and cleared his throat.