Omega's POV
Omega's Remnant Log:
One week and six days have passed since I arrived in Remnant. I have acquired living quarters in the basement of Beacon Academy, a school to train Hunters and Huntresses to protect the people of Remnant from Grimm. But that is just a cover for the secret circle that Ozpin has created to protect vaults that are hidden in each of the four kingdom's academies.
Ozpin approached me on my second day in this world and has asked me to keep the basement confidential from everyone that doesn't know of it. I don't trust that man and his secrets but considering my current situation, I don't have much choice but to give my full cooperation.
He makes me feel welcome, not something I got from the MBORF. He also told me I have the freedom to roam and leave whenever I see fit.
Moving onto my progress with the basement, I have changed the West Wing of the basement into my living quarters and a lab for me to recreate my weapons that I had in my world. The weapons I came into this world with are the Colt, Terminator, and Ballisticas. After a week, I recreated the Armadillo. Fully functional and with the same engravings of the name of my fallen comrade, Askad. I have made an upgrade to my armor so that I can warp it out whenever I need to make myself presentable, or so Ozpin says I need to do so as to not scare off the students when they arrive.
I will make another update after initiation.
End of log.
{Timeskip followed by Chibi Omega and Chibi Qrow slap boxing]
On the day of the welcoming ceremony, Ozpin announced through the speakers in the basement for me to examine the students and interact with them as I will be with Glynda Goodwitch on stage and in combat class as her assistant.
I would decline but I have to follow his orders.
I make my way out of the elevator and go to the courtyard to find the Bullheads containing the new first years approaching. I warp out my armor to reveal a red t-shirt over a black long sleeve, a belt holding my Colt in a holster on my right waist, and black flexible jeans, with red sneakers with black shoe laces and dark lining and black leather gloves.
The Bullheads doors open when they position themselves along the cliffside, and out came the new first years. As they all exit the Bullhead, they pass me by with strange looks and whispers as I examine each of them and pull up every data that I stole from the Global Communications Tower on each and every new student.
After a while of examining, one particular student catches my attention, Ruby Rose.
She skipped two years at Signal and is now a first year at Beacon Academy. According to her file, Ozpin gave her a special exception and allowed entry into the academy after a brief interrogation. Interesting.
I decide to tail Ruby Rose and her half sister, Yang Xiao Long, to see what is so special about her that she was given permission to enter two years before her graduation at Signal. Not out of entire interest, but because it gives me something to do as well to pass the time before Ozpin's first year's arrival speech.
After they make it halfway through the courtyard, Yang leaves Ruby in a daze to hang out with her friends. Ruby stumbles into some suitcases and gains the attention of Weiss Schnee, Heiress to the Schnee Dust Company. After Weiss shakes some dust vials in front of Ruby's face, she sneezes, causing an explosion with a mix of ice, fire, and lightning, creating a small crater into the middle of the courtyard.
Out of the corner of my eye I watch as a random dust vial rolls off to the feet of another first year, Blake Belladonna, who hails from Menagerie. She approaches the duo and tells Weiss off with some facts about her company's questionable business deals. As I am about to intervene, a blonde boy approaches me at my side.
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(Xionic Madness x Glynda) Omega's Reawakening/Madness in Remnant
FanfictionFirst ever fanfic so go easy on me. Omega wakes up in a new world, and finds himself too well equipped to survive the Grimm of Remnant. While searching for answers, he ends up crossing paths with a certain scythe wielder. Things kick off into high...