Yang stood confidently in the airship. There wasn't a single strand of hesitation or doubt in her body. Unlike the students who were sitting sullenly in the corner counting nothings or those that paced in their own little circles out of stress and doubt or that dude that was holding his stomach and looked like he was about to throw up.
Because she was awesome! She had the skill to fight an entire gang at the same time. Her Dual Ranged Shot Gauntlets could knock the head of an Ursa sky-high, her Semblance meant that she could hit harder than her opponent. And then there was her sexy body and cool attitude!
Yang smirked to herself as she reassured herself. Out of the corner of her eye, she could notice some boys and girls glancing at her.
'Hm, well it's not like I hate the stares.' Yang knew how sexy her body was. She used it to her advantage multiple times in the past, as long as they weren't pervy or tried to touch her, she didn't mind.
Yang looked out the window. She could see most of Vale, from the giant CCT tower to the commercial and residential districts, and past that. The ocean was a bright and tranquil blue. Waves reflect the sun.
And off the shore of Vale, Yang could see a small piece of land.
'Is that Patch?' Yang realized. It had been so long since she saw the place. Mostly of her own volition. Her departure from the place was one of the very bad memories. Mostly due to the Grimm.
From here the island seemed calm, not like how Yang remembered her final moments in that place.
Yang glared at it. Right now she was one step closer to her goal, to exterminate the Grimm who forced her family to leave.
'However' She sighed, she wasn't even a huntress-in-training yet.
Not that she didn't believe that she couldn't get into Beacon. But she had only taken her first step. Right now she didn't need to dwell on the past or future.
As she stood in the bulkhead her thoughts strayed to those of her family, mostly her sister.
'I hope Ruby would be okay without me' Yang thought. Her little sis was painfully shy and always clung to her side at school or when going out. Mom, Dad, and she tried to help Ruby break out of her shell but most attempts ended with Ruby either running away or just not talking.
Due to this, she didn't have any friends at school.
'Well not anymore' Yang remembered. She did make one friend, a freshman.
Yang remembered talking to her for a bit. She was nice, but also so confident in herself that it bordered on arrogance and had a sharp tongue. Yang would've probably told Ruby to not interact with her if she didn't seem to really consider Ruby her friend.
'Plus because of her, Ruby's becoming more confident.'
As she was reminiscing, the news report about the White Fang, which she was ignoring was suddenly replaced by a hologram of a woman.
"Hello, and welcome to Beacon!" The hologram said in a kind yet strict voice.
"Who's that?" Yang asked herself out loud, quite dumbly as well.
'I feel like I've heard her before.' she thought.
"My name is Glynda Goodwitch."
"Oh. Oooooh." Yang realized why the woman's voice was so familiar.
'She's Dad and Mom's friend!'
Yang didn't remember seeing her at any time of her life other than a blurry memory at 7 years old, but she had heard Mom and Dad talk to her over the phone sometimes. In fact, now that she thinks about it Mom and Dad were talking to her quite frequently last week.
She never knew who they were talking to, so she always called her the Stuck-Up Witch.
"You are among the privileged few who have received the honor of being selected to attend this prestigious academy. Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace,-"
Yang grimaced. An incredible time of peace? Had everyone forgotten what happened just 15 years ago? Had everyone forgotten what happened on the island known as Patch?
"-And as future Huntsmen and Huntresses, it is your duty to uphold it."
Glynda Goodwitch continued her speech regardless of Yang's anger.
"You have demonstrated the courage needed for such a task, and now, it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and training to protect the world."
Glynda's hologram disappeared after the short but to-the-point speech.
Yang glanced at the small dot that was Patch and turned away, looking forward. Even as far away as they were Yang could see a coastline, and on the cliff stood a giant and beautiful castle, like a "Beacon".
'It's a nice view.' She thought.
"Argh!"
Behind her, she saw a boy with blonde hair retching and covering his mouth.
He quickly ran to the nearest trash can, passing in front of her on the way.
'Guess the view isn't for everyone.' She pitied the poor boy, maybe he was throwing up because of nerves? After all, Beacon was one of the Four great Huntsman Academies! She could see someone getting the shivers when they realized where they were going.
Not that she was anything like him!
"Um excuse me?" A girl who stood six feet from her asked for her attention.
"Hm?"
"You have vomit on your shoes."
"..."
"Oh, eeeeew!" Yang cried.
"Don't come near me!"
"Wah, gross, stay away!"
The people around Yang parted away from her as she powerwalked to the bathroom. Her face was red with embarrassment.
"Grrr, that bastard." Yang seethed as she ran her shoes through the water.
'Seriously, this is so embarrassing. Couldn't that dude cover his mouth better or something?"
After washing with soap and water and wiping with some toilet paper. Her shoes were now free of vomit.
However…
She grimaced at her now soggy shoes. She definitely didn't want to put her feet in that, wet socks were one of the worst things she ever felt. Especially since you could get blisters or Athlete's Foot. She'd rather walk with dry socks than wear wet shoes, however, that wasn't really socially acceptable, and also just as embarrassing as being vomited on.
She didn't have any other shoes with her. They were in her suitcase, which was in the cargo bay.
Which meant...
She gulped.
'Don't think about it, don't think about it-' Yang repeated in her head as she slithered her feet into the shoes.
"Guuuh" Yang moaned in disgust.
The pressure of her foot on the spongy sole squeezed out the water that had soaked in and infected her socks.
It was a disgusting, slimy feeling, so much so that if she wasn't currently more embarrassed by not wearing shoes she would've probably gone out in her socks.
But currently, she was more embarrassed by not wearing shoes. So she tiptoed out of the bathroom.
And then bumped into someone.
"Aaaah!" Yang backed away and rubbed her forehead in pain.
"Ow!" Whoever she bumped into also seemed to be in pain.
She opened her eyes to see who she bumped into.
It was a guy with matted blonde hair and white armor with a black hoodie underneath. He had a sheath on his left holding a sword.
"Oooow" The dude was rubbing his nose in pain.
'Wait a minute…'
The dude stopped rubbing his nose and met face to face with Yang Xiao Long, whose eyes were widening in realization.
"Hey! You're the dude who vomited on me!"
"Wha?!"
"You bastard, because of you I embarrassed myself right in front of all the students even before I reached Beacon and now I'm forced to wear soggy shoes and socks. How are you gonna fix this?"
Yang cracked her knuckles, ready to exact some justified punishment. She wasn't gonna do much, maybe a punch or a prank so the guy realizes that he shouldn't mess with her.
"Uh, I'll apologize?" he interrupted her thoughts, raising his hands in surrender.
Yang just glared at his half-hearted apology.
"I'm sorry, I have very bad motionsicknessandIdidn'tmeantovomitonyourshoes, I'msorrypleasedon'tkillme!." He said backing away in fear.
Oh, wow. Yang blinked at how fast the words came out of his mouth.
She knew she could be scary, especially when she was mad. But she never got this type of reaction.
The guy's legs were shaking like he was about to piss himself and he had a strained smile on his face.
It was like looking at a terrified puppy, which made Yang lose her anger and made her feel guilty.
"Uuuuh, sorry I was just a bit angry. I didn't mean to scare you like that." She said.
"Really?"
She nodded.
"You're not gonna punch me?"
She nodded again.
"Hoh!" The boy released a heavy breath and his upper body collapsed, hands on his knees.
'Damn he was really terrified!'
Yang smiled nervously as she tried to figure out what to do in this situation.
"Uh, sooooo you're not gonna throw up on me anymore right?" She asked.
"I don't think so, I already emptied my stomach in the trash earlier." He said with a chuckle.
Yang chuckled as well offering a hand to him.
He took it, straightening himself up. Yang realized he was quite a bit taller than her. There was a five-inch difference between them.
Yang realized she was still holding on to his arm, and quickly let go with a sheepish expression. A tense silence grew between them as they tried to figure out what to say.
Yang finally spoke.
"Uh, well my name's Yang Xiao Long! I'm gonna be the coolest gal in Beacon! What about you?"
"Oh, we're doing introductions?"
The boy smiled confidently, a bit too confidently for a guy who looked like he was about to piss himself only seconds earlier.
With a flourish like something out of an anime he pointed at himself and said.
"Jaune Arc, short, sweet, rolls of the tongue, ladies love it."
"Hahahaha!" Yang burst into laughter. She couldn't handle how dorky the line was, especially said with that confident tone.
"Huh, what, why are you laughing?! It's a great line! I practice all night to say it perfectly!" Jaune shouted all of his bravado fading in embarrassment.
Yang finally managed to compose herself and said.
"Oh, Vomit Boy I think we're going to be great friends."
"Huh? Vomit Boy? That's mean! Like sure I vomited… wait friends?"
"Yep!"
She slung a hand over his shoulder with a big smile on her. Jaune stumbled a bit as Yang's strength caused his head to lower itself.
"I think we're going to be best friends!!!"
Jaune stared down at her with an awestruck expression before smiling and saying.
"I think we will too."
"Wow, look it's Beacon!"
Yang and Jaune swiveled toward the windows when they heard that. Outside they could see a cliff and a giant castle on it.
"Woooah." The two said at the same time in mesmerization.
"So that's Beacon, it's so coo-Urmph!"
The airship they were on suddenly took a big turn as they went to the landing pads.
And unfortunately, Jaune Arc's stomach wasn't as empty as he thought.
"Uh you aren't going to throw up again are you?" Yang asked, backing away from him as he covered his mouth with his hands.
"Aaaah, I don't want to get vomit on me again! Get away, get away!"
The gas coming out of the airship's thrusters turned a cool blue as it lowered onto the landing pad. After the legs of the ship touched the ground, the ship's thrusters cut off, and part of the ship opened up, a ramp slid down.
An orange blur shot out of the ship. Not bothering with the ramp and flying through the air, Yang hit the ground with a roll, managing to lose enough momentum to not damage the stone courtyard.
At the ship, Jaune stumbled onto the ramp with his right hand over his mouth and his left hand reaching for a nonexistent wall. He moved with an unsteady rhythm, not unlike her uncle when he came home after a long night at some bar.
Somehow he managed to not trip over himself coming down the ramp and collapsed on his knees, still covering his mouth.
"Heeeeeey, are you alright?"
Unlike the students who were giving him a wide berth, Yang approached him, though not without inconsiderable hesitation.
Though she took a step back when she heard a pitiful moan like a wounded dog.
"Wow, your motion sickness is really that bad, huh?"
Jaune lifted himself up from the ground, managing to hold back his vomit.
"Uh, you have no idea."
"Well, I don't think I want an idea. Vomit Boy."
Yang smiled cheekily at him.
"Motion sickness isn't as uncommon as you think, Vomit Shoe Girl." Jaune said in a sharp tone.
"I know, I had motion sickness when I was a kid-wait, did you just call me Vomit Shoe Girl?"
The two had started walking down the path to the school.
"You had vomit on your shoes, so Vomit Shoe Girl."
Yang whirled around and pointed her finger at Jaune walking backward.
"Hey, there was vomit on my shoes because you threw up on them! Vomit Boy! My shoes are still soggy because of you!" She yelled accusingly.
"Oh! Soggy shoes are the worst! They feel even worse than walking barefoot in the rain on streets! The only good thing about them is that it's easier to bite through the leather!"
"Wha-" Yang and Jaune stared at the person who had butted into their conversation.
"Oops, did I say too much?" The person covered their mouth with both their hands.
It was a girl with short ginger hair and teal eyes, a white shirt with a heart window with pieces of armor over it, and a bright pink skirt with a wide peppy smile. Standing a bit more than 6 feet away from them.
"Who're you?" Yang's words flew out of her mouth even before she managed to get over her shock.
Jaune was still computing the girl's statement.
"I'm Nora Valkyrie, huntsman-in-training and Breaker of all legs! I'm here to become a huntress!"
The girl yelled exuberantly while posing.
'Why is she posing like a schoolgirl?' The two thought in sync
"Please don't break my legs." Jaune spat out with a weak smile.
"Oh silly!" Nora suddenly appeared in front of his face.
The girl leaned in, their faces so close their noses nearly touched.
Nora's smile widened creepily as a sadistic light filled the girl's eyes.
"I won't break your legs unless you give me a reason too."
'Okay, this girl is cuckoo.'
Who threatens to break someone's legs when they first meet?
Yang got ready to grab Jaune and run until she saw his face.
It was a wistful smile as if he was reminiscing nice memories.
"Okay, Sir. Jaune Arc here won't do anything to make you angry, so no breaking his legs okay?"
"Uuuuuuuh."
"Hm? Oh."
Nora Valkyrie and Jaune Arc seemed to be frozen in time.
While he was speaking, he absentmindedly started to pat her head.
Even after realizing it, his hand still moved on its own. Brushing between the strands of ginger hair with a warm and comforting palm.
"Ah!"
Jaune pulled back his hand, the fingers still shook as if it still felt her scalp.
"I'm sorry! It's just you reminded me of my sister and I always patted her head so…"
The Nora girl's head was down, hiding her eyes from view and arms at her side.
'Oh he's dead.' Yang thought.
She felt a little pity, but she was more focused on escaping the blast zone. Literally, she could see the grenade launcher on her back.
"Are you alright?" The dumb guy who couldn't sense the atmosphere spoke casually, not realizing the probable danger to his life.
However…
"I-I-I-I'm alright, it's just that..headpats felt so good and I realized Renny never gave me headpats…" The girl muttered demurely with a pout.
'Why is she suddenly stuttering like a schoolgirl!' The two didn't hear the end of Nora's sentence due to how low she was speaking.
"SO! Your name's Jaune right?!" Nora suddenly shouted back to her loony self.
Jaune Arc wasn't perturbed, however.
"Yep! Jaune Arc, short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it." He said in a faux suave tone.
"Hrrk. Do they?" Nora replied covering her mouth with one hand as she tried to hide her giggling.
Badly.
"Aaaah man, you too!?"
"Hahahahaha! Looks like you've rejected again Vomit Boy!" Yang laughed.
"I don't know why it keeps going wrong! Dad says all I need is confidence!" He yelled to the world.