GRAE Ch.10, Recovery “Greyson, 2 weeks in, and you’re in here again? What have you been doing?” The nurse asked, as Greyson walked into the infirmary with Azure.
“Well, we were having battle practice, and, well...” Greyson thought hard, but could not remember anything, other than several flashes of red, and Azure’s victory. “Azure? What did happen?”
“You were hit in the head by the butt of a sniper-propelled scythe,” Azure informed.
“Well, take a seat over there. You probably have a concussion. We’ll fix your nose first, then we’ll get to the rest.” The nurse said.
“It probably isn’t a concussion, as he hasn’t been throwing up, and other than forgetting what happened, his mind doesn’t seem affected. Are you sure you want to treat him like he has one?” Azure asked.
“Miss Ozeen, you are dismissed,” The nurse said curtly, waving her hand in Azur
GRAE Ch.9 Steel Meets Steel Ruby made the first move, launching herself viciously at Greyson. He dived to the side, turned around, then lunged at Ruby. Strike after strike was blocked by the handle of Ruby’s scythe. She swung the back of her scythe into Greyson’s stomach, knocking him back, into the ground. He got to his knees, and eyeing Ruby, he viewed his scroll, judging his aura. Ruby’s attack had done a considerable amount of damage, his aura just barely green. He looked back up, as Ruby was coming in for another attack. He rolled under her, attacking her from the back, landing a few successful hits before she turned around with her scythe. Greyson ducked under, and blocked it as it swung back around.
“How are we not supposed to kill each other? I mean, My weapons are two razor sharp swords that fold into extremely powerful shotguns, and we’re only supposed to inflict slight injury!?” Greyson asked, mid combat.
“I don’t know exactly, but we
GRAE Ch.8, Practice Begins The alarm clock shrieked, simultaneously waking Greyson, Azure, Rusty, and Ember. The purple dawn sky stretched over Beacon, and out as far as one could ever hope to see.
Greyson sluggishly rolled over, rubbing his eyes. He grabbed his battle clothes from underneath his bed and headed towards the locker rooms without saying a word.
“Two weeks and we finally get to battle,” Ember stated. “Sure is a shame I can’t poison anyone, and explosives aren’t allowed,” she said, holding up her bag.
“I’m not looking forward to this at all, I’ll make a fool out of myself in front of everybody,” Azure said gloomily.
“Oh, I’m sure you’ll do fine. Better than some others I’ve seen, probably better than me,” Rusty reassured.
“Greyson’s going to think I’m so bad at fighting...” Azure said.
“Hey, I bet if you just have confidence like Greyson,
GRAE Ch.7, Officialization“Greyson Skye, Azure Ozeen, Rusty Braun, Ember Blackburn. The four of you retrieved the Black Queen pieces. From this day forward, you will work together as team GRAE, led by Greyson Skye,” Headmaster Ozpin announced. The crowd cheered and applauded. Greyson smiled and nodded, acknowledging his leadership. Azure hugged Greyson tightly, congratulating him. To Greyson’s horror, his face turned bright red in front of all of the students of Beacon, as well as a considerable number of families.
Ozpin proceeded to announce more teams. The last two teams were team JNPR, in which Greyson took considerable interest in due to Pyrrha’s affiliation. The very last was team RWBY, led by the girl Greyson had seen just after landing, and consisting of Azure’s cousin Weiss, as well as two other girls.
“Interesting, I didn’t know this many other people were named Azure,” Azure stated about halfway through the ceremony. Several teams contained
GRAE Ch.6 Long ShadowsGreyson, Azure, Rusty and Ember stood at the top of a grassy hill, shimmering in the sun. All four took in the warm, clear late Summer air.
“It’s pretty fair to guess that this is it.” Greyson remarked, looking down the hill at a decrepit stone temple. The three others agreed, and walked down the hill to claim their relic for grading.
“Hmm, chess pieces?” Azure said to herself, examining a rook.
“Greyson, I know you’re pretty good at chess. Is this guy strong?” Rusty asked Greyson, holding up the king.
“Actually in chess, you have to protect the king at all costs. You can only move him one tile at a time,” Greyson responded. “I think we should pick the queen, she can move any number of spaces horizontally, vertically, and diagonally. She’s the most powerful.”
“Sounds a bit pretentious if you ask me,” Ember asserted.
“Be that as it may, we are being graded
GRAE Ch.5, The Other Half Azure and Greyson ran for what seemed, to them, hours, not once looking back. More than a dozen beowolves were right on their heels and Greyson realized that him and Azure would soon be too exhausted to fight.
“Azure!” Greyson shouted. “We have to fight!”
“Are you sure we can take them?” Azure asked.
“Hey, I’m sure we can! Better now than never though!” Greyson skidded to a halt and drew Blitz and Nimbus. Fourteen beowolves all came in for the kill. Greyson plunged Nimbus, in sword mode, into the first one’s chest, hitting two others with shotgun blasts from Blitz. Azure remained at a distance, shooting her Moonbow with impeccable accuracy. Greyson ducked under another Beowolf’s swipe, retracted Nimbus from the first Beowolf, and decapitated one now attacking him.
“Greyson, watch out!” Azure warned, after Greyson had killed two more. Greyson looked to his left and saw the lar
GRAE Ch.4, Ocean and SkyeGreyson calmly whizzed through the azure blue, taking in the cool, clear air as long as he could. He felt oddly at peace in the sky, even after realizing the fact that he was indeed plummeting towards a forest full of creatures whose only purpose was to kill, at terminal velocity.
“Alright, looks like it’s time for plan B,” Greyson stated, after realizing neither Blitz nor Nimbus were anywhere near big enough to glide. Greyson pulled them out of his arm sheaths and used a couple of shotgun blasts to slow himself down just before he hit the tree line. He slid them back into their arm sheaths. As he hit a thick tree, he dug his weapons, now protruding from his elbows, deep into the tree, closing his eyes as the bark splintered towards his face. When he came to a stop, he was not ten feet from the ground. He dislodged his weapons and landed on his feet on the ground below.
“Hopefully that damage isn’t permanent,” Greyson remarked, looking up
GRAE Ch.3, Skyward Greyson walked into the locker room quietly and made his way over to his own locker. The locker room had a mixture of three distinct scents; Sweat, cologne, and fear. Several students had begun to form alliances. Greyson planned to team up with whoever he saw, preferably a strong teammate. In a perfect world, he would team up with Pyrrha, and he held out hope, but something inside him made him feel that nothing between him and Pyrrha was ever meant to be.
Greyson entered his combination into the locker and opened it. Inside, he saw everything he needed. Blitz and Nimbus, two short, one-sided swords that folded into shotguns, were propped up against the inside of his locker. Greyson always made sure to hold Blitz in his left hand, and Nimbus in his right. On top of his grey sweatshirt, black shirt complete with yellow lightning bolt symbol, and black jeans sat his sheaths, and his battle gloves. Greyson never much liked armor, thinking it to be cumbersome. “The best a