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    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan ch7 part 4

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      "Bad choice' Lan said, who was currently focused of recovering "You don't want to get these guys mad.'
      The wolves were now shrouded in coats of aura, which enhanced all of their physical abilities. Ernest gave a loud bark and the pack sprang into action. They shot forward faster than bullets and began striking the Grimm from all angles, each blow exploding with red energy. The fight currently looked like fireworks begin shot at a black target. Cracks were beginning to form in the creature's armor as it was struck again and again from all sides. Noticing this, Ernest detached from the group, started to harness his aura around him, and began to watch for the correct opening. The rest of the pack, noticing his intentions, then began aiming more of their attacks at the Grimm's legs, aiming to throw it off balance. The Grimm was visibly weakening now, and all that was left was the final blow. Two wolves shot forward at lightning speed and rammed the Grimm in the back of the legs, knocking it off balance. Seeing this, Ernest shot forward, his aura surrounding him like a meteorite, and blasted through the left side of the Grimm's abdomen, leaving a gaping hole in his wake. The Grimm cried out in pain and clutched at its side, and then collapsed to the ground, completely still.
      The wolves howled in victory and dispersed their formation. A few of them went to check on the Grimm's corpse, while Ernest and the rest went to check on Lan.
      "Great job guys' Lan said, pushing back the cold noses pocking at him "you really got hi'”'
      A yipping sound came in the direction of the wolves checking on the Grimm, as well as a loud slashing noise. Lan and the rest of the wolves shot round and looked in the direction of the noise. The Grimm was back on its feet, and the wolves around it were on the ground, injured and whimpering in pain.
      "But the wound!' Lan thought "How can it move with that kind of'”'
      The crystal on the Grimm body began to glow, and in an instant energy shot forth from the crystal and gathered around the hole in the creature's abdomen and began healing the creature, new black matter emerging from where the energy touched. In seconds the light faded and the wound had vanished, as though it had never occurred.
      Lan was stunned by this turn of events, amazed by the creature's regenerative powers. But a piece of advice his grandpa had told him came to mind.
      "Always focus on the enemy's weaknesses. Sure, you have to watch out for their strengths if you don't want to get your ass handed to ya. But in a fight it's a bit more important to know how to make your enemy lose than it is to know how to keep yourself from losing.'
      "The crystal,' Lan shouted to the rest of the wolves "go for the crystal!'
      Understanding their objective, the wolves quickly got into position again, their anger burning due to their injured comrades. But with a few of the wolves down the formation wasn't as efficient as it was before. They quickly launched into their attack pattern once again, but this time the Grimm was able to land a blow or two here and there, slowly weakening the pack. However, they were still able to keep the Grimm off balance. Ernest was standing behind the group again and charging up his aura attack, this time he knew where to strike. With a howl, Ernest charged forward once again and once he was near enough, dove off the ground, targeting the crystal. Seeing the attack coming, the Grimm knocked aside some of the wolves attacking it and brought its arms forward to meet the attack. If its arms were destroyed, it could just regrow them. The crystal was its lifeline, and it had to protect it.
      Two wolves dove at the Grimm from its blind spot and chomped down on its hands and then with a burst of force, they wrenched his arms down to expose the crystal. In that instant, Ernest used his aura to put on an extra burst of speed, and barreled into a field of energy that surrounded the gem. The two energies collided together, aura vs. the crystal's power. Sparks began to fly in all directions from the point of impact. Cracks were beginning to form in the barrier, but Ernest was growing more exhausted by the second as pumped his aura into this one attack. The point of contact began to grow brighter, and in a flash of brilliant light, the winner was decided.
      Ernest was blasted backwards by the pent up energy in the field, and collapsed in a heap a dozen yards away. The Grimm roared in triumph and then, noticing the wolves still latched onto his arms, slammed the two wolves together and threw them aside. The rest of the wolves were now in disarray, but they wouldn't go down without a fight, so each of them began attacking the Grimm individually now. But the Grimm was able to handle these desperate attacks relatively easily, dealing severe blows to every wolf that came near him.
      Lan stood watching the whole event from a few yards away; he was fully recovered at this point. Most young boys would have despaired at this point and would have tried to run away. But Lan stood there analyzing the situation and trying to find the path to victory. He had to be quick though, the wolves were losing strength by the second, and once they were defeated it would be all over.
      "Ernest's method was correct' Lan thought "to win, we must destroy that crystal, and the attack must be strong enough to break through the barrier in one blow!'
      Lan knew what he had to do now, he wasn't sure if he could muster up more aura than Ernest was able to, but he was the only one in top condition. Lan then turned to Ernest.
      "Get up already' Lan shouted "are you really going to be brought down just like that you little pup?'

    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan ch7 part 3

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      "The one who moves first strikes last' he remembered his grandpa saying. "If you outmatch your opponent in the test of willpower at the beginning, then the flow of the battle will be in your favor.'
      Remembering these words, Lan also remembered another piece of advice his grandpa had given him. If you can taunt your opponent without leaving any openings, then go ahead and do it.
      Making sure to keep his composure, Lan twisted his face into a comical form and blew a raspberry at the Grimm.
      With a roar the Grimm charged at Lan, its fist raised. Dodging out of the way with a graceful movement, Lan moved behind the Grimm and threw an aura infused punch at the back of its head. The attack barely made a dent in the creatures hardened armor; in fact the one most hurt by the attack was Lan, whose knuckles were now stinging from punching something far harder than itself. Crying out in pain, Lan pulled back his now reddened fist.
      Swinging around with frightening speed, the Grimm threw a kick at Lan's face. Lan quickly responded by blocking the attack with his shoulder, but the force of the blow sent Lan flying to the other side of the clearing. Lan landed with a thud onto the grass, clutching his bruised shoulder. He rose shakily to his feet at then looked at the Grimm.
      "This thing is strong, tough, and fast' he thought "this isn't going to be easy.'
      Lan began flowing most of his aura to the area of the wound in order to heal it, but until it recovered he wouldn't be able to attack properly. The creature roared and charged at Lan once again. Once it got close enough it began throwing a variety of different strikes, each of them a killing blow. The creature's movements resembled a form of martial arts. It wasn't nearly as refined as Byakko's or Lan's but was able to make up for the lack of skill with its heightened physical abilities. But, Lan's skill, instincts, and training allowed him to dodge every blow, albeit a few were only by a hair's breadth. This continued for a half minute, and by then Lan's arm had fully recovered. To create some distance, after he dodged the monsters next attack, Lan performed 5 consecutive back flips and then landed on the ground, his legs spread apart and his right hand touching the earth.
      "Alright buddy' Lan said "My turn'.
      He then ran at the Grimm, dodging its attacks as they came. He then began throwing blows at specific parts of the monsters body, this time careful enough not to add too much strength and hurt himself. His plan this time round was to pierce through the monster's armor by repeatedly striking the same area over and over again. However, dodging the monster's blows while throwing an attack or two of his own proved to be a bit more difficult than he had anticipated. Every once in a while the Grimm's claws would cut him, or Lan would fail to hit the right place. So, after a little while, Lan was covered in gashes and his gi was ripped in quite a few places. But his persistence had born fruit. In the middle of the creature's abdominal region, cracks were beginning to form and judging from the look of them, one good strike would break through. Leaping back a few yards Lan pulled back his fist and infused it with a good deal of aura. He then leapt forward, his fist aimed at the creature's abs. At that moment energy began to flow out of the crystal on the Grimm's chest. The energy flowed down to the cracks in the monster's abs and in less than a second, completely repaired them up. Unable to stop himself in time, Lan threw his punch and his fist collided with the Grimm's repaired armor. Pain shot up Lan's arms as he felt some of his knuckles fracture. Taking advantage of this, the Grimm threw an uppercut which hit Lan square in the jaw and sent him high into the air. Lan then plummeted down to the ground, ensnared in gravity's merciless embrace. He lay there, his brain spinning and his breath hoarse, not even able to comprehend the danger he was now in.
      The creature began walking towards the boy now itching to finish him off. But at that moment a torrent of barking fell upon the glade. It seemed that their noisy battle hadn't gone unnoticed by the forest's denizens. Emerging from the trees was the pack of rage wolves, Ernest (now slightly bigger) was leading them. Once they saw Lan lying on his back, they dashed over and formed a line between him and the Grimm. Ernest began barking out orders and the pack quickly encircled the Grimm. The glade was now filled with the sound of their growling.
      "Guys' Lan cried out in joy, his voice weak "How did you find us?'
      Ernest turned round to look at Lan, gave him a toothy grin, and barked out a reply. Having lived with them for many years, Lan had learned how to understand what they meant even though he didn't understand what they said.
      "I guess we really were noisy!' Lan said chuckling.
      He could rest easy now that the local wolves were here. Although he could outclass each of them individually, if he fought them he wouldn't stand a chance, but as his grandpa told him, he had to be ready at all times, so he began channeling his aura to his wounds to heal them as fast as possible. The Grimm stared at the creatures that were now surrounding it, roared and charged at the nearest wolf. At that moment it was struck from behind by a different wolf that had dashed forward as soon as it had seen the creature's back. Turning around the creature roared and began to charge, but once again was struck from behind. This continued for several minutes. Angered now, the Grimm began charging energy from the crystal in its chest, and then with a shriek, released the energy around him blasting all of the wolves around. The wolves yipped in pain as the blast hit them, but as soon as the energy dissipated they began growling and started to glow a red color.

    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan ch 7 part 2

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      "Retreat!' Hiroshi cried at the top of his lungs "Retreat!'
      The militia began running back towards the village center in order to form a defensive front where they would make their final stand. Meanwhile they could send a group to load all the noncombatants in the safe houses onto the boats in the harbor. At least that way some of the villagers would survive. With that thought steeling his resolve, he turned around and began to run after the rest of the warriors.
      All of a sudden a sizzling crackling sound filled the air around him. He turned around and saw the creature's crystals were glowing and transferring energy towards a black ball of energy that was forming at the creature's mouth. With a bang, a large dark sphere flew past Rowan, missing his head by only inches. The orb flew far off into the distance, towards the ocean and disappeared from sight. A few seconds later there was an earth-shattering explosion and the horizon was filled with dark energy. A few seconds later, it was gone and Hiroshi knew in his heart that the boats had been destroyed.
      "How?' he thought to himself "How did it know?'
      He turned round and stared their executor in the eyes.
      "Byakko' he whispered, completely overcome with despair "Where are you?'
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      "Achoooo!' Byakko sneezed, "Hmmm is someone talking about me?'
      Byakko was currently sitting alone in a forest clearing far away from the village. He was sitting on a log and was currently roasting a deer over a roaring fire.
      "Now time for a little spice!' he said, and whipped out the bottle of spices Anna had prepared for him.
      He turned it upside down to sprinkle the delicious mix onto the mix, but all of a sudden the bottle shattered and its contents were scattered into the wind. He stared down at the broken shards in his hands and narrowed his eyes. Over the course of his long life, he had grown adept at noticing and interpreting different signs, also his instincts were beginning to scream at him that something was wrong. He stood up and stared in the direction of the village. He had left just one day before, but since he had been walking the whole time, he hadn't travelled too far.
      "I better head back as fast as I can' he thought, getting up. "I can probably cut the travel time in half if I travel over the mountains.'
      Byakko quickly packed up his belongings, slung them over his shoulders, and then after devouring the deer faster than humanely possible, dashed out of the clearing full speed. After a little while he began to near the mountains. Slamming down hard with his feet, he leapt off the ground and into the trees ahead and began using them as footholds to increase his elevation. Higher and higher did he climb, leaping through the tress faster than the eye could see until finally, he cleared the tree line and came face to face with the mountain side.
      Angling his body slightly, he planted both of his feet on the face of the mountain and then began to run up the incline, speeding forwards towards the peak. It took him only a few minutes to reach it. Then, with an enormous burst of strength, he launched himself from this peak to another one further away, flying hundreds of meters in one leap. He kept this up for quite some time, and after a while the village came into view.
      "Alright' Byakko thought, "Almost there.'
      Once he landed on the mountain top closest to the village he began to survey the area, wanting to do a quick reconnaissance before heading back. But something quickly caught his attention before he had gotten a good look at the village. Far below him in a valley were thousands upon thousands of Grimm, a seething black ocean of malignant beasts that were milling around in the dark.
      "Ohoh!' Byakko said, grinning cracking his knuckles "I guess this was the unsettling feeling I was getting. I guess they would have a lot of trouble if this many Grimm attacked the village. I guess I'll clear them out.'
      Despite the dire situation, Byakko planned to take his time with the Grimm below. It had, after all, been a long time since he had a decent fight and if he went all out from the beginning we wouldn't be able to enjoy the battle. With an earth-shattering yell, Byakko leapt off the top of the mountain, descended upon the Grimm below. The beasts began roaring and shrieking when they saw him and swarmed around his landing point, wanting to tear him apart as soon as possible. But with a burst of aura, Byakko crashed into the group with the force of a meteorite, crushing the Grimm directly below him and sending the rest that were near the point of impact flying off in all directions. Byakko rose to his feet, surveyed the situation around him and smiled.
      "Let the games begin!' he cried, raising his arms into the air.
      He then charged into the nearest group of Grimm and began tearing them apart, yelling out bad jokes bad jokes all the while.
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      Lan was standing in the center of the glade with the Grimm. He didn't know what was going on, but he did know that that thing was dangerous. He quickly switched into a martial arts stance and began to channel aura throughout his body.
      "Note to self' Lan thought "Never EVER break a promise.'
      The two stood there staring at each other for a solid minute, and then the creature smiled, appearing to laugh at the young boy who dared challenge it. This confused Lan, who had remembered reading that Grimm had no souls, and as a result no emotions. But he quickly regained his mental composure and strengthened his stance.

    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan ch7 part 1

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      Ch7 Old friends
      "Wait up' Lan yelled, "you need to get back to the village!'
      He was running through the forest, trying to catch up to the old man that he saw. Every once in a while he caught sight of the old man again, but never got close enough to grab him.
      "What is he even doing out here?' he thought "I never saw him before so I don't think he's a member of this village'.
      After running for little while longer, he burst into a clearing. The old man was sitting on a log in the middle of it and as soon as Lan entered he lifted up his head and looked at the boy.
      "Ahah' Lan cried in triumph "I got ya now. Now let's get back to the village old man, it's not safe out here.'
      When the old man still didn't move, Lan grew annoyed and began to walk towards him.
      "Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Either you can calmly follow me or I'll drag you to safety!'
      Suddenly the old man began laughing; it was a manic and uncontrolled laughter that made Lan's hair stand up on end. The old man then got off the stump and began walking towards Lan.
      "Ah, finally' Lan said with relief "hurry up we don't know what may be lurking'”'
      He stopped talking as he noticed a reddish-black glow appear on the man's chest. Then with a ripping sound, a reddish-black crystal burst forth form the man's robes. Darkness began seeping from the crystal, winding around the man and spreading out to cover him in its umbral embrace. A few seconds later the man was gone, and standing there was a humanoid Grimm that appeared to smile at Lan, its eyes filled with a sadistic gleam.
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      Hiroshi dodged to the left as an ursa brought its paw down where he had formerly been standing. He then leapt off the ground towards the ursa and brought his left and right blade up and down respectively on its neck, decapitating the creature. He turned around to survey the rest of the battle and saw that they were pushing the Grimm back. Anna was sending any small sized Grimm flying with a whack of her clubs (her arms trained from hitting unruly customers), each blow strong enough to cave a skull in. Rowan was currently going head to head with a deathstalker, his robot's arms trapping the deathstalker's claws and his artillery blasting away at the creature's head and stinger. Edgar was writing musical scores in the air with his conductor's baton which either resulted in a magic based attack, a beneficial buff to a group of allies, or a detrimental effect on a group of Grimm. And the others were also engaging in successful skirmishes with the Grimm's forces.
      His morale raised, Hiroshi dove into a group of beowolves and began slicing them apart using his fluid sword style, the thrill of battle filling him and the taste of victory sweet in his mouth. But then he noticed something odd. The humanoid Grimm that had destroyed the barrier hadn't joined the battle and instead was just watching as the melee unfolded before it. Hiroshi had been certain that the creature would join its constituents in battle. It was definitely the most dangerous though; an army of Grimm couldn't have done what it did to the barrier.
      "Perhaps the attack has left it weak' Hiroshi thought "If that's the case then this is our chance to kill it.'
      There weren't many other Grimm now; they had destroyed almost all of them at this point. Hiroshi turned around and yelled at the other warriors to gain their attention; he then pointed in the direction of the Grimm and ordered an assault. The militia responded with a passionate war cry and the nearest group ran at the creature, their weapons raised.
      It was over in an instant. The creature seemed to vanish for a split second, and then reappeared behind the group. Confused, the warriors turned round to face it...and fell to pieces, dead before they even knew what happened to them. Hiroshi was struck dumb. All of those warriors had combat experience and adept control of their aura. What was that creature? The creature turned around to face him...and smiled. Hiroshi felt a chill travel down his spine. They couldn't defeat this creature, his years of experience screamed at him that this was a being far beyond their capabilities. He began to give the cry to retreat, but then Rowan began barreling towards the creature in his mech, screaming at the top of his lungs.
      The creature got into a crouching position and with an explosive burst of power, launched itself towards Rowan, twisted its body into a strange angle, and then smashed through the robots legs. The machine crashed to the ground, sparks flying from its severed limbs. Rowan lay in the cockpit groaning, a line of blood flowing down from his skull. He slowly crawled out of it, pulled out a pistol, and then got to his feet.
      "I won't die like this' Rowan gasped "not after all I've been through!'
      "Rowan, look out!' someone yelled from far away
      He heard a loud thump behind him, turned to look in the direction of the sound. What he saw was a black, clawed foot shooting at his face. It was the last thing he ever saw. The creature rammed its foot into his face and then slammed his head into the ground with a loud crunching noise. Rowan's body twitched for a few seconds and then lay still.
      "Rowan!' Hiroshi yelled
      Rowan and Hiroshi had been quite close; they had been friends for over twenty-five years and had spent so much time together: Drinking, arguing, debating, they had done everything that old friends do. And now Rowan was gone, crushed underneath the foot of the Grimm like an insect. But another dark feeling rested in Hiroshi's breast. With Byakko gone, Rowan and his combat mech had been the village's greatest military asset, and they had been defeated in less than a minute.

    • Byakko's old team

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      I'm trying to make a good acronym for Byakko's old team think you could give me some help.
      Byakko: B, Meng Zheng: M. the turtle guy: H, G, or Z, the bird guy : P, S, or L
      tell me if you think of anything. They can be in any order but I would prefer Byakko or Meng Zhang to be the leader so their letter must be first.

    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan ch6 part 5

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      Lan was watching from afar as the other villagers began to form up at the end of the town where the Grimm were attacking. He hands were clenched, and his body trembling with excitement. He wanted to get over there and help everybody defend the village. But he had promised Hiroshi that he would head to the safe house and, as the many stories he had read had advised him, it was never a good idea to break your word. Lan sighed and turned in the direction of the safe house once again, but something outside the barrier near him caught his eye.
      Standing there at the edge of the forest was an old man with a bald head and a long white beard. He was wearing what appeared to be a monastery monk's robes. Lan didn't recognize the man, but he felt strangely familiar.
      "Hey!' Lan yelled "come inside the force-field, it doesn't stop humans or Faunus from going in or out'
      When the man refused to move, Lan gave a nervous glance in the direction of the Grimm and shouted out once again.
      "There are Grimm nearby, it's dangerous out there!'
      The old man stared at Lan for a solid minute, and then he lifted up his arm and began beckoning for Lan to follow him.
      "What!?' Lan said, confused "Why should I go out'”'
      Before Lan had finished speaking, the old man turned around and walked into the forest. Dumbstruck, Lan began calling out to the old man, but to no avail. He turned around and stared in both the directions of the safe house and the location where the Grimm were attacking.
      "I promised Hiroshi that I would head to the safe house' Lan thought, starting to grow desperate "But I can't just leave an old man outside.'
      Torn between the two decisions, Lan tried to think of the best way to handle the situation and after a few moments of debate, made up his mind.
      "Promises are important' he thought to himself "but protecting other's lives takes first priority!'
      His resolve now firm, Lan dashed out of the barrier and headed in the direction the old man had disappeared in, determined to bring him into the barrier either peacefully or with force.
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      Hiroshi stared at the pulsating barrier, where the Grim were slashing, striking, and ramming it. The barrier stood firm against all of the blows, giving no sign of weakening.
      "Maybe my instincts are dulling' Hiroshi thought, sighing "it really is obvious that they won't get through'.
      He turned around and started to give the command for the group to disperse and return to their homes.
      A loud, harsh, new cry ripped through the air, coming from the direction of the Grimm. Shocked out of his composure, Hiroshi whipped round, and was struck dumb by what he saw. Standing at the barrier was a humanoid Grimm with 5 reddish crystals sticking out of its back.
      "What in the world?' Hiroshi said, quickly recovering senses.
      All of a sudden, reddish-black energy began coursing around the creature and began to gather at one of its clawed hands. The beast then raised its arm and brought it down on the force field where the two energies collided. A blinding light erupted from the point of impact, sparks of energy flying off in all directions. Hiroshi quickly shielded his eyes from the radiance, than as his eyes grew more accustomed to it, moved his hand slightly out of the way so he could see what was happening.
      Cracks were beginning to form in the force-field, branching out from the epicenter of the impact.
      "Hiroshi' someone called from behind him "there's something wrong with the generator'.
      Hiroshi whipped around and saw that energy was shooting off from the center of the village where the generator was located. Quickly analyzing the situation, Hiroshi realized what was about to happen.
      "Get away from the generator!' he cried "It's going to blow!'
      The militia members who were most near it began to run away, forcing all their strength into their legs to ferry them to safety. But it was to no avail. In a flash of multi-colored light, the generator blasted apart, releasing devastating energy around it, sending many flying. Those closest to it weren't so lucky, however. The energy caught them in its embrace and sucked them into the light, and once the light faded all that was left of them were blackened corpses. The blast had also set fire to many buildings and destroyed much of the central area, leaving it looking like a warzone.
      Hiroshi stared at the chaos, his eyes filled with grief. So many of the men and women he had lived with and loved had their lives snuffed out in the blink of an eye. He dropped his head down, shocked by this turn of events. But then, with dread filling inside of him, he realized the dire situation they were all in. He turned around and saw the Grimm standing only a few dozen yards away from them, all their eyes hungry for blood.
      Quickly gathering his wits, Hiroshi called out to the other members of the village militia to get into battle positions. He pulled out his two katana, and shifted himself into a combat stance. The other more quick witted of the village followed suit. Rowan jumped into the cock pit of a large robot and activated it, Anna pulled out two clubs from inside her dress and struck a martial arts pose, Edgar pulled out a conductor's baton that hummed to life with dust energy, and the others quickly pulled out their weapons and entered into combat stances.
      The two forces stood silently, staring each other down. Then, screaming at the top of their lungs, the two groups ran at each other and the battle began.

    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan ch6 part 4

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      1 day later
      Lan was sitting on a cliff overlooking the sea, and was watching the sun as it began to dip under the waves; however it wasn't as beautiful as normal due to the force-field obscuring the view.
      "It's not as lively here without grandpa' Lan said sighing "even a day without him is pretty depressing.'
      He had finished that day's training regime (three times over actually), finished his lessons with everybody, Sammy was undergoing a checkup at Krueger's, and the library had just been closed. So, now he had nothing to do. Plopping down onto his back, he yawned and began to daydream about the moves he would learn once Byakko came back.
      "HEY LAN HOW'S IT GOING!?'
      Lan jumped to his feet in surprise and turned to face the direction the voice came from. Standing there was Sammy, holding a tub of fresh seafood, a pot of rice, cooking utensils, and a menagerie of sauces.
      "Sammy!' Lan yelled "you scared the poo outta me!'
      "Sorry' Sammy giggled "I just couldn't resist'
      "What's all that fish for' Lan inquired, noticing the bounty in Sammy's arms.
      "Oh um, these?' Sammy said, turning red "It's just that well... I really enjoyed the sushi Anna made a few days ago and seeing as she doesn't have time right now, I was hoping you could...'
      "Say no more my furry friend' Lan said, then in the blink of an eye changed into an itamae chef uniform. "Now my friend, would you prefer Ika, Ebi, or maybe some Uni'
      "How did you change that fast?' Sammy asked
      "Training' Lan answered with a shrug of his shoulders "Grandpa said you need to be able change into the right garb for any situation at a moment's notice!'
      Shaking off the stupidity of the situation, Sammy set down a clean cutting board/table, and Lan got to work preparing the delicious aquatic delicacies. The two boys enjoyed many different rolls and nigiri, dipping them in the tasty sauces, and devouring them in a few bites. But they stopped once Lan pulled out his greatest foe.
      "Ah, fugu' Lan said, eyeing the puffer fish "I have not yet reached its level in cooking class but...how hard could it be?'
      He brought to memory the location of the poisonous organs, than began to cut away at the fish. Within a few minutes he was finished, and placed the sashimi onto a plate. He then looked at Sammy.
      "You ready buddy?' Lan asked
      "I guess so.' Sammy responded timidly
      They both picked up one of the pieces of sashimi and brought it to their mouths. At that a loud crashing sound, followed by a menagerie of bestial noises filled the air. The two boys dropped the fish in surprise, and turned to look upwards at the now pulsating force-field. The both of them then got up and ran in the direction of the village square. Upon arriving they found the majority of the village's denizens there with Hiroshi at the center directing them.
      "What's going on!?' Lan yelled
      "There are Grimm at the edge of the village' Gregory responded "I'd wager around 100 of them, but don't you kids worry, the force-field's got enough dust in it to last us through weeks of this. So we'll be fine.'
      "But just in case' Hiroshi said, walking over to the boys "I want you two to head to the safe house along with all the other noncombatants until the Grimm leave, the rest of us will prepare a perimeter in the off chance they break through.'
      "Oh come off it' Gregory said, patting Hiroshi on the back "We all know they'll never get through.'
      With lightning fast reflexes, Hiroshi grabbed Gregory's hand and then turned to stare him straight in the eye.
      "Never underestimate your opponent' Hiroshi said with intensity, "I learned that lesson the hard way.'
      Gregory, put off by Hiroshi's words and fierce stare, nodded slowly, and after Hiroshi released his grip, he started heading in the direction of the safe house.
      "Come on kids' he said in a slightly shaky voice "up and at em'
      Sammy, visibly frightened by the situation, turned and ran after Gregory, determined to get as far away from the Grimm as possible. Lan, however, stayed where he was and looked Hiroshi in the eyes with a determined stare.
      "Is there anything I can do to help?' Lan said his voice steady and calm "I am ready and waiting.'
      Hiroshi smiled as he looked down at the young boy who reminded him so much of his younger days in the military, and then reached out and patted his head.
      "The best thing you can do for us is to head to the Safe house; we wouldn't want anything to happen to you.' Hiroshi replied.
      "But I can be of assistance!' Lan complained "We all know that I'm strong.'
      "Yes we do' Hiroshi said, removing his hand "But you've got to leave this to us old people, If we just rely on you kids all the time we'll become useless old farts in no time flat. Besides, it is our duty to protect the younger generation, and if we fail to do that, well...there wouldn't have been any point in us doing anything. So promise me you'll follow instructions, and won't do anything reckless.'
      Lan stood there, holding Hiroshi's gaze for a few minutes, then nodded and ran off in the direction of the safe house.
      Hiroshi watched as the boy ran away, and then turned his attention to the edge of the village where the Grimm were attacking. Usually he wasn't worried when this kind of thing happened; the force field was usually strong enough to stave off anything the Grimm could throw at them. But today, he felt a mound of uneasiness building up in his stomach. Something was different today, and he knew that things wouldn't be going as planned. He called out to the combat-able villagers to begin arming themselves, and then he walked back to his home to retrieve his twin katana.

    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan ch6 part 3

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      Three days later
      Byakko was standing at the exit of the village with an enormous backpack slung over his shoulders, as well as a black travel cloak. The other villagers had gathered to wish him a safe journey, Lan was standing at the head of the group, his face scrunched up and trying not to cry.
      "Alright guys' Byakko yelled "I'll probably be gone a week or two, and in that time you'll need to keep the village safe. I've gathered tons of dust from natural deposits in the area and piled them by the force field generator. There should be enough to keep you all safe for months.'
      Anna walked over and handed Byakko a jar of seasoning.
      "I know you'll be missing my cooking while you're gone' Anna said with a smile "so just sprinkle a little of this onto any meat that you roast and you'll have something worthy of a 5-star meal.'
      "Awww, Thanks' Byakko said, stuffing it into his pocket and scratching his head.
      Byakko then knelt down and stared Lan in the eyes.
      "Don't' give me that look boy' Byakko said, noting Lan's scrunched up face "Tears just make goodbye's painful, and also, I'll only be gone a few weeks at the most. I'll be back before you know it, so suck those tears back into the ducts and give your grandpa a big goodbye hug'.
      Lan nodded and, with notable effort and amazing bodily control, sucked his tears back into his ducts like he had been instructed to. He then leapt off the ground and wrapped his arms around Byakko's neck. Byakko smiled and returned the gesture.
      "Make sure you keep up your training while I'm gone' he said "I've written it all down in that scroll I gave you.'
      "You mean those bunches of scribbles?' Lan said giggling.
      "Wha-What' Byakko said with indignation "that is perfectly legible handwriting.'
      "It's okay' Lan said, releasing his grip "I've already learned how to read that foreign language.'
      Everyone laughed at this comment, except Byakko who was giving his grandson the death glare.
      "Alright everyone, it's time for me to get going' Byakko said, getting up "anything anyone else want to say before I go?'
      "Remember to shower regularly' said Anna
      "And don't get wasted in any taverns!' shouted Gregory
      "All right, that's enough' Byakko said, brushing off the rest of the comments "See ya.'
      With that he turned around and began marching away from the village.
      "Fare thee well' Lan yelled, cupping his hands around his mouth "Come back soon.'
      Within a few minutes, he was just a speck in the distance and the crowd at the front gate began to disperse.
      "Alright Lan' Anna said taking him by the hand "Your music lesson with Edgar is about to begin'
      Lan nodded and began to follow her back to the village, but stopped when he noticed Sammy was still standing by the front gate.
      "Sammy!' he called out "Time to head back.'
      When the boy refused to move, Lan ran over and began tapping him on the shoulder. Sammy yelped, shook his head, and turned to look at Lan.
      "Whuh-What is it.' Sammy said in a sluggish voice
      "You okay buddy' Lan asked, slightly concerned
      "Ye-Yeah' Sammy said "just spaced out for sec.'
      "Well, come on, we got to turn on the force-field generator soon' Lan said
      Lan turned around and dashed into the village. Sammy began to follow him, but turned his head to look behind him at the nearby mountain range. He had felt familiar presence in that direction, but he couldn't remember what it was.
      "It's probably nothing' he thought, shrugging his shoulders "It's probably my scrambled brain messing with me again.' He then ran after Lan into the village, to watch as they turned the generator on.
      .
      .
      .
      Two dark shadows lie asleep at the top of the mountain. All of a sudden one of them shot up, and stared in the direction of the village. It gave the other shadow a kick to wake it, and then leapt into the valley below to rouse the rest of the Grimm. Their time had come sooner than expected, the powerful white being was now leaving, and the village was left vulnerable. But they couldn't make any rash moves; anything too flashy could cause the being to come running back. The dark creature decided it would lead a small strike force of around 100 Grimm through the nearby woods to attack the seaside village once the being was far enough way, they could wait longer, but they had grown impatient over the month. The creatures of Grimm live only to return mankind to the dust, and after waiting here for a month doing nothing they were starving for blood, and after they finished off the boy they would continue with their previous plan, the original reason all of them had gathered together: to attack one of the kingdoms of man, the city of Vale.

    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan ch6 part 2

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      Anna's restaurant was packed. Almost everyone in the village tries to eat at Anna's house whenever there were seats available. However, there were always a few seats reserved for her close personal friends, which included Byakko and the two boys. Today, however, one of the seats was empty. Lan had decided to help Anna deal with the dinner rush.
      "Order up' Lan shouted, placing two bowls of soba in front of two guests "two venison soba!'
      He then darted back into the kitchen with lightning speed to continue helping Anna cook and serve.
      "He sure is moving fast' said Sammy, who was sitting next to Rowan.
      "The kids been learning from Anna since the day he got here' Rowan responded with a shrug "he pretty much knows all the ins and outs of the kitchen. What's more surprising is that over there.'
      He pointed towards a table in the back of the room. Sitting at it was Byakko....hunched over a book and writing things down.
      "In the twelve years that he's been at this village, I have never once seen him open up a book, let alone write something down' Rowan said, slightly perturbed "Something is wrong, very very wrong.'
      At that moment Lan burst out of the kitchen, laden down with over a dozen dishes. He then dashed to various parts of the room, dropping off the plates in front of their respective diners with amazing speed and not dropping even a speck of food off of the plates. The last person on his route was Byakko, and as soon as he set down Byakko's whole roast boar he turned to dash back into the kitchen.
      "Hold on a sec boy' Byakko said, his hand shooting out and grabbing the back of scruff of Lan's neck "I need you to look at something'.
      When Lan didn't respond Byakko looked up from his papers and saw that with the way he had grabbed Lan's collar, he had begun strangling him.
      "Brain...growing...fuzzy' Lan thought as he struggled, trying to get free "Must...have...air!'
      "Oops' Byakko said, releasing his grip "Sorry about that, but man your new gi must be made of some strong material. But then again I made it for you so that's a given.'
      Lan dropped to his knees and gasped for breath and then turned to look up at his grandpa.
      "What "pant' do you need?' Lan said his voice hoarse.
      Byakko took a small piece of paper from his desk and some photos out of his clothes.
      "As both of us know' Byakko said in a serious voice "My fighting style isn't suited to your natural abilities. So I am currently deciding which of my old friends would be the best teacher for you.'
      Lan's eyes widened in alarm.
      "Does this mean you aren't going to train me anymore grandpa?'
      "Of course I am' Byakko shouted back "I'm still going to be in charge of your body strengthening training. It's just that one of these guys' Byakko said, patting the pictures with the back of his hand "is going to teach you skills and techniques!'
      Lan sighed in relief, then looked up with interest at the photos Byakko held in his hand.
      "Now I've narrowed the group down to these guys, they're all top grade martial arts masters and were able to give me some difficulty back in the day' Byakko said handing Lan the pictures and note "take your pick'.
      Lan read each of the master's descriptions and fighting styles carefully. But before he had gone through them all, one strange picture caught his eye.
      "Hey grandpa what's thi'”'
      "Oops, sorry' Byakko said, snatching up the picture "That's a picture Johnny, the pet hippo of one of my old friends. I don't know how that got in there.'
      Shaking his head and rolling his eyes, Lan returned to looking at the profiles. After a few minutes he had decided and handed the selected photo to Byakko.
      "Ah, good choice boy' Byakko said as he looked at the picture "Meng Zhang is probably the best out of all the guys in that pile and is the one I chose to have teach you.'
      "Chose?' Lan said confused "I thought I was supposed to pick'
      "No' Byakko said with a mischievous smile "I just wanted to see if you knew which kind of teacher was the best for you, and if you had gotten it wrong I would have head-butted you so hard that you wouldn't even remember this conversation, then I would have repeated the process until you got it right!'
      Turning away from Lan, whose mouth was currently hanging open, Byakko scribbled something down on a note next to him. He then turned his attention to the boar and began devouring it.
      "Lan!' Anna called from the kitchen "where are you?'
      Snapping out of his shock, Lan ran back to the kitchen and shouted "Sorry grandma' as he burst through the door.
      ¾ done with his boar, Byakko began to make travel plans. Now that Lan's new teacher was settled, he would have to go and convince the old coot to come train the boy. Byakko began planning for the supplies he would need to bring and the route he would take. Meng Zhang lived in an ancient monastery far far away, it would take a while to get there even with his speed. Byakko looked down, and noticed that his plate was already empty. He then got up and headed for the kitchen too place some more orders, he (as always) would need his strength for the days ahead

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