Chapter18: A Short-Lived Break? An Out of this World Adventure!

Soaring through space, a small white pod with a red window makes its way towards a backwater planet. A familiar planet known by its inhabitants as Remnant...

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It's been a few days since Dr. Wheelo's attempt on your body. Both RWBY and JNPR have recovered and given their report to Ozpin. While all the technical and official nonsense went on, you healed up and have been spending the last few days at Kame House, helping the others to use the Kaioken. You thought of inviting RWBY, but their Ki control is far from perfect and you wouldn't want the worst to happen. It's still always possible that you mess up the Kaioken and just die right then and there. Thankfully, Krillin, Tien, and Yamcha seem to be grasping the concept rather well. Their Ki control is, as expected, astounding. Thus, their progress with the Kaioken in the last few days has been fast.

"You're all looking well," you say, standing in front of them while they're standing on the edge of the island.

"I can see what you mean," Tien nods. "Doubling the Ki in my body... is seems ridiculous to manage."

"It was," you chuckle. "Took me a bit, but if I managed I know you all can too. You have the fundamentals down. Once you practice a bit, I'll come back and show you how to really amp up for your power," you say while clenching your fist before you. "So just get me when you're ready. You know where I live."

"What are your plans?" Krillin asks after lowering his power.

"Uh..." You cross your arms. "Well, I know my friends are okay. I think I have another class to teach tonight, so that'll be fun. OH CRAP! CLASS!" You slam your hands on your head. "I haven't gone to class all week," you slouch. "Ah well," you perk right up. "I think saving the planet from destruction gives me a few days off," you nod twice.

"Does that mean we get time off too?" Krillin chuckles.

"Don't you guys just train all day? That's time off!"

"We have two very different views on 'time off'" Krillin air quotes.

"We should take some time, then! I bet the girls know some fun stuff to do!" Your smile grows and grows. "Alright! I'll go ask them! You guys get ready for some fun!" You fly off the island and head right for Beacon.

"I'm not following," Tien nods. "I'd rather focus on this."

"I wouldn't mind some fun," Krillin admits.

"Same. I've never seen him go out. His version of fun is just... more fighting," Yamcha sighs. "We'll see. What about you..." Yamcha looks over at Tien, who's continuing to focus his Ki. "Never take a break, do you?"

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You land on in front of the dormitories, where you sense team RWBY is.

"(Y/N)."

"GAH!" You jump back, looking at Ozpin. "How do you even do that? I can't sense you!"

"My apologies. I never mean to startle you."

"I beg to differ," you brush yourself off.

"I have to thank you for rescuing team RWBY and JNPR, along with defeating Dr. Wheelo."

"I mean," you cross your arms with a smile. "He did try and take my body... and blow up the planet..." You place your hands on your hips. "So I had to take him down. It wasn't just me, though," you shake your head. "My friends helped me out. I don't know if I could've done it without them."

"Your ability to defend the planet is invaluable."

"Is it?" You remark. "I had a little battle with Piccolo and I couldn't even touch him, even with the Kaioken. He's way stronger than I am."

"Perhaps," Ozpin nods. "But you've gotten exponentially stronger in the past year. I'd say you're on track to match him."

"Heh, maybe," you smirk. "But I need to find a better way to get stronger," you look down at your fist while you clench it. "I'm not progressing enough... I need to find something to really get me to the next level, but," you shrug once more. "I need to get the others stronger, too. So I guess I can hold off on my own progress for now."

"Is that what you want?" Ozpin raises a brow.

"Heh, not really," you rub the back of your head with a goofy smile. "But if they get stronger then I can bounce off them easier. I have to hold back against everyone... except for Piccolo, but that doesn't count."

Ozpin smirks. "I see. Well, I just wanted to thank you for your work. However, I request that you don't miss so many classes."

"Hehehe..." Your presence shrinks as you rub the back of your head. "I'm sorry..."

"As long as you're aware. Enjoy the rest of your day. Teams RWBY and JNPR have been granted the week off after their excursion. They've recovered well."

"I'm glad they weren't too injured. I woulda felt really bad. Maybe I won't ask them to help me teach again."

You cross your arms, visibly perplexed. "Maybe... maybe I'll let them relax for the day," you look over your shoulder at the building. "I wanted to find something fun to do before or after..."

"Fun?"

"Yeah. Like... uh..." Your smile slowly trails off as you realize something. "What do people my age do for fun?"

Ozpin chuckles. "What do they do indeed. Well, there are places most of you can go. Unfortunately, Ms. Rose is still too young for a few activities available in Vale."

"You have to be old enough for stuff? Weird," you shrug. "Alright, I'll think of something. Or maybe they will. I don't know. I have a few hours before I teach people... maybe I can!" You're about to say train but you've done quite a lot recently. Giving yourself a break would be wise. "Hm... maybe go to Vale and explore. I haven't really been to Vale much."

"As long as you don't do anything brash."

"I don't do anything bad!" You pout. "I'm a responsible person!"

Ozpin chuckles. "Of course. Enjoy the rest of your day... and please remember to attend classes next week."

"Oh, yeah! I... didn't just forget about that," you end with a chuckle. "Alright, I'll see you later, Ozpin! If you ever find another guy trying to destroy the planet just let me know!" You wave before flying away.

"You say that as if it's common,' Ozpin shakes his head. "Although," he looks to the sky. "It feels like... something more is going to happen."

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You stop above Vale, looking around for anything that seems like it could be fun. You may have thought about leaving them alone, but that's not something you're very good at. If you can find something fun and invite them to it, then it'll be like the whole thing never happened. Lucky for you, there seems to be a massive gathering in the town of Vale. Tents, speakers, stands, displays. You're not too familiar with the city, but that definitely looks like something special is going on. You fly down, landing atop a building and start investigating the area.

It looks like the entire town is packed into this one section of the city, entering and leaving tents, perusing the stalls, trying out the games, and having fun conversations with one another. You hop down, landing beside one of the food vendors.

"Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!" You shout, scaring the saleswoman and getting a few looks. "It smells so good! Is that you?" You dash around to the front of the stall.

"I-uh, well, I hope... so," she shyly responds, trying her best to hide behind her long, black hair.

"That smells amazing. Good job!" You give her a thumbs up. "Hey, what exactly is this whole thingy thing?"

"The WSF?"

"W... huh?

"Well, it's somewhat of a silly name," she giggles. "The 'Weapons Showoff Festival.' It's meant to for Huntsmen and Huntresses, or even those in academies, to show off their weapons. Vendors from all over Remnant come to sell their new enhancements or technology."

"So everyone here likes fighting?" You look around.

"No," she shakes her head. "A lot of not Huntsmen like to come and gander at what's new. There's food, things to buy, things to look at, competitions, and even a big party at night."

"This is perfect!" You hop in place. "My friends will love this! Thank you so much!"

"I, uh, well, you're welcome," she says with a tint of red. "Would... would you like a complimentary cookie?" She gestures to a small glass jar between you. "It's not what we normally sell, but I made them myself."

"Of course!" You smile, resulting in her grabbing a small, chocolate chip cookie for you. "Thank you so much," you practically swallow the cookie whole. "And that was stuperendis."

"Stupendous?" She questionably corrects.

"Yeah," you nod. "I'll see you soon," you wave before bursting into the air and flying off.

"What... a strange man," she leans against the stand. "I hope he comes back..."

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You soar around the dormitories and pull in at RWBY's window. Inside, RWBY and JNPR were speaking, but it was cut short when you appeared.

"Hey!" You wave.

"We have a door," Weiss gestures.

"And a window," you point. "I chose this one. Hey! I have something awesome to do!" You fly in, not bothering to ask. "I don't know how you guys are feeling-"

"Terrible," Ruby writhes in place. "We tried to save our friends... and we just became bait."

"And we couldn't even handle those small things," Jaune lays back on Ruby's bed.

"They were so gross," Nora shutters.

"We're sorry," Yang hops off her bed. "We should have asked you for-"

"What? Sorry? Why?" You cheerily brush off. "Everyone is safe. Not your fault that they had strong guys. That just means you're gonna get stronger so it doesn't happen again, right?" You clench your fist before you. "I'll make sure that you guys," you point at each member of JNPR. "Learn some Ki! Master your Ki," you point at RWBY. "And you'll all be fine next time," you turn around and gesture them to follow. "Now come on. I can't stand seeing you all sad. We're going to Vale!" You spin around and slam your fists against your hips. "And we're gonna have fun!"

"Just like that?" Ren remarks.

"Yeah. Why not? I saw this weapons celebration thingy going on. I don't know much about it, but they had food and, well, you all have weapons so it's a win-win for everyone," you end with a slight chuckle and wide smile. "So turn those frowns upside down and get ready for a day!"

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With everyone in their casual clothes, save for their weapons, you, RWBY, JNPR, Krillin, and Yamcha all stroll into the entrance of this massive festival. Like you saw before, vendors of food and weapons all situated along the sidewalk while pedestrians loiter around the street, gawking at the weapons or talking with a visiting Huntsman or Huntress. It's hard to even concentrate one's thoughts in a place so loud.

"A weapons festival?" Krillin remarks. "Can't believe they have these."

"Why wouldn't they?" Pyrrha asks. "Weapons are a big part of a Huntsmen's arsenal. Huntsmen, in turn, are a staple in our lives."

"I don't know," Yamcha shakes his head. "I used to use a sword back in the day. I can tell you right now that it's nowhere near as good as these guns," he points to his muscles.

"That's not fair," Weiss adds. "You guys have been training with Ki your whole lives!"

"Haven't we been training with Aura and weapons, though?" Yang remarks.

"OH! Are those new models for plasma swords?" Ruby bounces to one stall. "And are those upgrades for dust-based armour? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Sniper shells!" Ruby speeds away, leaving everyone else in the dust.

"Shields! You look like you need a shield, young man," a middle-aged man approaches you with an overly complicated square.

"Oh, cool," you grab it, flipping it around a few times. "How tough is it?"

"Best on the market!" He smiles. "Could save your life."

"And that's my point," Krillin responds. "People are so overly impressed with what a weapon does instead of focusing on themselves."

"That's true," you turn to your friends, who are now noticing your shield. "Weapons are great, but," you sturdily hold it out with one arm before punching it, your fist breaking right through everything.

"I... ah..." The salesman is in awe, complete disbelief.

"But they're not all that. Sorry," you hand it back to him. "I guess it needs some work. Hey!" You spot a vendor with meat cooking over a fire behind them. "That looks amazing!" You quickly run over.

"Hey! You have to pay for those!" A woman shouts.

"I'm gonna go make sure he's okay," Yang quickly jogs over. "Hey! Hey (Y/N)!"

"Face it, kids," Krillin crosses his arms. "These weapons around us are useless."

"They've evolved and defended humans and Faunus for years! We'd be dead without these things!" Jaune advocates.

"And think how much better you'd be if you were like us," Yamcha smiles. "Trust me, kid, I know."

"Then why don't you help out at all with the Grimm?" Nora asks. "If you're soooooo much stronger than us measly Huntresses."

"I, uh," Krillin sighs. "Sorry, I don't mean it like that. You girls are plenty strong."

"Now that we've learned Ki?" Blake speaks up.

"Well, yeah," Yamcha bluntly says. "I mean, look at how you turn tail and ran from-" Krillin grabs his mouth, dragging the taller man down.

"Don't listen to him. He's had his head hit one too many times."

"Oh, hehe," Yamcha's muffled voice comes through Krillin's hand. "He's right. Big dumb dumb here."

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"That's not what I was expecting. Do you even know anything about armaments?" Krillin asks.

"I don't even know that word," you chuckle. "But they agreed to come and I think it'll be fun!" You cheer. "Plus," you cross your arms and look out to the ocean. "They feel bad that they weren't any help the other day. I hope it motivates them to get stronger... but I also don't want them feeling bad about it. So," you look back to your comrades with a smile. "Let's all get together and make the most out of it! Forget all about that Wheely guy!"

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Thanks to Yamcha, Weiss, Blake, and JNPR all adopt a downcast expression.

"Are we really useless without Ki?" Jaune sighs.

"No, they lost too," Yamcha attempts to cheer them up, but Krillin jumps and gives him another smack.

"Yamcha! Go do something!"

"R-Right, hehe," the scared man slowly starts walking backwards. "You're all great. I hope I see you... later!" He turns and walks fast into the crowd.

Krillin exhales. "I'm sorry about him."

"He wasn't that bad when we trained," Blake says, just above a whisper.

"That's because he had something to focus on. You should've seen him back in the day. Women were," Krillin laughs at the thought. "Well, he's still not the greatest socializer. Listen," Krillin adopts a reassuring smile. "Don't beat yourself up too much. We... just have different views on this whole thing," the small man crosses his arms. "But you're all plenty strong in your own right. Don't let what this guy," he points at himself. "Says mess with that. I'm gonna go make sure Yamcha doesn't do anything dumb... and (Y/N), for that matter."

Krillin turns around and jogs after Yamcha, leaving the Beacon students to themselves.

"I don't know if this was a good idea," Blake crosses her arms, trying to wrap herself tightly."

"Well... we shouldn't waste the opportunity!" Pyrrha attempts to remain optimistic. "Let's see what sort of tech this place has to offer. Maybe we can find something for us?"

"I agree," Ren nods. "Will you two be joining us?"

"Sure," Weiss shrugs. "Let's just see what this festival brings."

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You and Yang walk down the street, gawking at everything going on, even while stuffing your face with food your friend graciously bought you.

"So, do you really not care about what happened?"

"Hm?" You say while inhaling a chicken leg. "What?"

"Us... well, we all feel so bad. We just got beat so easily."

"That's okay!" You pat her shoulder. "I got beat pretty easily too, a long time ago. Took awhile for me to beat Tien... Krillin got the better of me quite a few times... and, hey, you guys still saved my life against those Saiyans. I totally would've been a goner if not for you all."

"That's different!" Yang says with a hint of frustration. "They were so above and beyond everything... but these guys... we struggled so much," Yang's gestures mirror her mood, throwing her arms ahead of her gripping the air. "But we saw you. You beat all of them like nothing."

"Mm," you shift your lips to one side. "I think... I kinda get it. But you guys really shouldn't see that as such a negative. Just think of it as a... goal!"

"A goal?"

"Yeah," you nod. "When I meet someone stronger than me, it just makes me happy. I think that... that I can someday reach that level or even get stronger than that. It makes my body shake," you smile. "I guess we're different... but it's still not such a bad thing. I know you all can get stronger, and I wanna help with that! But!" You hop in front of her, stopping the blonde from progressing. "This isn't what we should be talking about! This is meant to be a fun trip where everyone is happy!"

"Is it?" Yang crosses her arms, leans on her hip, and smiles.

"Yeah," you cheerily nod. "So let's look around at..." You scan the area. "All this stuff... I don't really get it."

"Don't get it?"

"Step up! See how strong you are and win a prize!" A booming voice catches your attention.

"I'm strong," you perk up like a small animal.

"Yes, you are, sweetie. We know," Yang shakes her head.

"A prize sounds fun! Come on!" You grab Yang's hand and start running, nearly knocking the girl off balance.

"H-Hey! I can follow you!" She shouts, but you don't listen.

You pull her along right to the large punching machine.

"You two! You look like strong kids!"

"I am a strong kid!" You nod twice.

Yang pinches the bridge of her nose. "He's so gullible..."

"Well, why not try out our punching machine! The harder you hit it, the better the prize you get! This is for our brawlers, our Huntsmen and Huntresses who like to get up-close and personal with their enemies."

"That's us!" You look to Yang, a wide, childish smile on your face.

"Yeah... huh..." Yang tilts her head when spotting some of the enhancements. "Kinetic, huh?"

"Indeed, ma'am! The more you hit, the more energy is stored up and you can release it."

"Isn't that like your Semblance?" You note.

"Yeah... these might actually be interesting."

"Then let's get it!" You nod. "Can I try?"

"Now, now, it'll take a lot of power to get that prize. It's the top one!"

"That's fine," you nod, hopping in front of the machine. "Alright, can I try?"

The man stutters a little bit. Nobody has been this casual and confident so far. "O-Of course. Hit it as hard as you can!"

"Don't!" Yang jumps beside you and frantically shakes her arms. "Don't punch it with-"

You slam your fist into the machine, completely imploding the device while sending it flying diagonally into the air.

"Aaah," Yang huffs.

"Hehe," you turn to face her and the promoter. "I did it."

"I... well, you... um..." The man attempts to keep his composure while other bystanders start gawking. "You... definitely did. You may take the prize."

"Cool," you swipe it off the table and hand it to Yang. "Here you go! A present. I don't need it, and I like you so I think you'd like this."

"Heh," Yang shakes her head. "You have such a way with words," she takes the box and smiles. "Thank you."

"No problem," you smile at her. "I... hm..." You become perplexed. "You know, you have a really nice smile."

"Oh," Yang runs a hand through her hair. "Well, yours isn't so bad either. You gotta find a better time to flirt."

"Flirt?"

"Yeah, when..." Yang stops in her tracks. "Nevermind. Come on, (Y/N), let's see if we can find my sister."

"But what's a flirt?" You chase after her.

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Weiss and Blake casually stroll up to Ruby, who's playing a game for some parts. Ruby holds a small mallet, doing her best to smack the rubber Beowolves as they pop up.

"Ruby, what are you doing?"

"DESTRUCTION!" Ruby shouts while feebly smacking away at the board. "I'm gonna win, Weiss! I'M GONNA DESTROY!"

"You lose!" The game shouts.

"Noooooooooooooooooooo," Ruby slumps to the floor, tears running down her cheeks. "That's the eighth time..."

"Ruby," Weiss shakes her head. "There's a methodology to this..." The Heiress inserts the coins and grabs the mallet out of her fallen leader's hand. "You just have to- ah!" The Beowolf pops up and disappears before Weiss can hit it. "Just surprised me there. See, you just..." Weiss waits for one to pop up.

A beowolf rears its head but retreats just as Weiss' mallet hits. "Darn... I'll get you..."

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"Hehe," Yamcha and Krillin sit at the more adult section where drinks are being sold. "Look at that one," Yamcha gestures to another girl.

Krillin's eyes are already locked on another girl – long blue hair, gorgeous figure, and doesn't look like she should be here. "Okay," Krillin rolls his shoulders. "Wish me luck."

"Get'em, buddy!" Yamcha pats his back. "Now the rest are for me," he chuckles.

"Hey there," a blonde woman approaches him. "You look like a tough guy."

"Ehhh... uuuuh..." Yamcha's face blushes heavily while some drool falls from his lips.

"I... sorry, thought you were someone else," the girl quickly passes by him and heads for another guy.

Krillin stops behind the woman, who's looking at a mediocre weapon design.

"My gosh, I love the look. Huntsmen are so cool when they have these neat weapons."

"It's pretty impressive, right?" Krillin tries to speak confidently. "I... have a friend who uses that!"

"Really?" The blue-haired girl spins around, clapping her hands together and smiling at the small bald man, her shimmering blue eyes captivating the martial artist. "Are you a Huntsman?'

"Yep," Krillin nods. "A pretty strong one, too!"

"So you fight those scary Grimm?"

"All the time," Krillin boasts. "Me and my partner really put a number on them!"

"Oh really? We should get ice-cream and you can tell me all about it! I'm Maron!"

"Krillin!"

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You approach JNPR, who's watching different demonstrations of upgrades for swords, shields, sickles, and poles.

"Heya!" You wave.

"Weren't you with-"

"It's a weird day," you shrug, brushing off Pyrrha's words. "What're you guys doing?"

"Checking out these upgrades. I think it could do wonders to my sword!" Jaune says with starry eyes.

"Huh..." You think back on the issues your friends were having. "Can I see your sword?"

"I... why?"

"I just wanna see something."

Jaune unsheathes his sword and hands it over to you.

"Hm..." You wiggle your hand a few times to get a feel for it.

"You see, these upgrades allow this regular sword," the presenter shows off the simple blade. "To cut through military-class steel!" He grips the blade with two hands and puts all his strength into slashing through a square section of metal.

You look up at it, noting there are a few more still hanging.

"I don't think you need it, Jaune."

"What do you mean?"

"I... think this stuff is really cool. All the neat things people can do to their weapons. But it's not enough, you know?" You hop up on stage and look to the metal. With a sleek and effortless motion, you cut through the same metal with Jaune's blade.

"H-Hey! That stuff isn't cheap!"

"See, Jaune," you hop off the stage and hand his sword back to him. "I don't want you guys to think you're worthless without Ki... but it's a really awesome way to improve yourself. If you're not strong enough, you can't even swing a sword. But if you're super strong... well, even your simple sword can cut through anything."

"Yeah... you're right. A strong foundation is key," Pyrrha says with a bit more joy in her voice.

"I'll do my best to raise you guys even higher," you smirk, clenching your fist before you. "If you're willing to train with me? You've seen what RWBY can do. What I can do."

"I want... I want to be a good Huntsman!" Jaune says with shaky conviction. "You're right. Pyrrha, I want to continue our training too."

"Of course."

"YEAH!" Nora cheers. "I'm gonna throw buildings!"

"Can't she already?" You look to Ren.

"Don't ask."

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"SUFFER OUR WRATH!"

"YOU CAN'T BEAT US!"

Ruby and Weiss' enthusiastic screams are heard for miles. Yang, who followed those voices, is flabbergasted at the sight of her sister and the Heiress being so competitive against a whack-a-Grimm game. Even more surprising, they're barely hitting any.

"You lose," the machine says for the hundredth time.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO," Ruby holds onto Weiss, crying.

"You machine... you insult me!" Weiss puts another bit of Lien in and starts it up again. "YOU'RE FACING A SCHNEE!"

"AND A ROSE! A SCHNOZE!"

"A... AH! WE MISSED!"

"GET 'EM, WEISS!"

"Come on, more!" Blake demands.

Yang looks to her right where a food stand run by a familiar old man serves Blake, along with other patrons, massive bowls of fish.

"You think I'm gonna lose," she looks at her competitors. "I'm getting the lifetime supply!" She declares before digging into the bowl.

Yang shakes her head. "Everyone's bonkers today..."

She suddenly hears laughing from behind her. She looks back at you, hovering in the air, juggling kids that are no older than ten.

"What is this?" Yang gestures one hand. "What're you doing?"

"They asked!" You shout back, keeping the kids in a fluid motion while they laugh.

Nora suddenly leaps into the air and into your hands.

"Do it to me too!"

You don't miss a beat, adding Nora into the group of people you're juggling.

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You sit on one of the arches at Beacon, staring out at the sky. You watched the sun go down, and you'll remain here until your class starts.

"Having fun?" Yang ascends from the ground and lands at your side.

"Yeah. Did you? I thought us going out was really fun."

"I think it was a good reliever. Everyone seemed to have fun. Blake won food, Ruby and Weiss... well... I don't think they'll be spending much lien for a while."

"Haha, at least it was fun," you smile. "Everyone seems motivated now."

"You too?" Yang nudges you.

"Me?" You look to her, lock eyes for a few seconds, then look back to the sky. "Yeah... yeah," you cheerily nod. "I always have a motivation..."

"Being strong just to be strong?"

"Heh... yeah," you snicker. "But... I also want to make sure everyone is safe," you focus on the purple-eyed girl. "I lost my hometown... and I won't let that happen again. You guys... this school," you lay back, taking in the sky. "You're all so important to me now. I mean that, you know," you grab Yang's hand.

"Eh..." Yang isn't sure how to respond. "Remember when I mentioned flirting?"

"Huh? Oh yeah," you bring your back up to be eye to eye with Yang. "You never explained to me what that was."

"Well... you're doing it now."

"I am?" You bring back your hand and rub your chin. "Huh... I still don't get it."

"That's sorta why it's cute," Yang winks at you.

"Right... right, okay," you nod. "Yeah, I'm great at flirting!"

"Okay, you're pushing it a bit. Calm down."

You cross your arms, still smiling. "You have to explain it all to me. I really need to be set straight on all this."

"One day," she pats your head. "Come on, your class starts soon," she pushes herself off the arch and falls all the way to the ground.

"Oh boy, I should show you what I have planned!"

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"Five thousand, three hundred and sixty-seven," you push yourself up, still balancing on one hand. "Five thousand, three hundred and sixty-eight! How are you all doing?"

Your students, half a dozen less in number this time, all do their best to keep up with you. Only Yang and Mercury are following your example of one hand. The others are either doing regular push-ups or holding themselves straight up with both hands. It's all still progress, even if none of them have gotten past one hundred.

"We're... really tired," one says, to which a few agree.

"Maybe... we should do... Ki control..." Weiss huffs.

"Huh... I guess," you push off your one hand, flip forward, and land on your feet. "I guess we'll have this as some homework. A sturdy body is a big part, you know. It has to be able to control and house the Ki you're going to be using."

Everyone lets themselves fall to the ground and catch their breath.

"So, I guess everyone will get to relax a bit. We're gonna use the rest of our time to focus on our Ki. Those who already can, please sit over there," you point a few meters away from the group. "When you catch your breath, we're going to figure out where you want to go next."

"Where... can we... go..?" One asks.

"Well, there's learning how to make Ki blasts, focusing your Ki to amplify your body, maybe focusing your Ki into your weapon. Honestly, I'd like you to end up learning all of these things eventually, but we're going to choose one to focus on. We'll figure out flight another time," you end with a wide smile. "Alright, that's enough rest. Come on, we're moving on!"

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A Few Days Later...

Ozpin appears in the center of the Lookout. Piccolo has his eyes closed, focusing on a distant planet.

"He's there, Ozpin," Piccolo says with a hint of concern. "He's there... and I'm not."

"You have to trust your fellow Namekians," Ozpin slowly approaches his alien friend.

"They're not strong enough," he tightens his fist. "And I... cannot leave this planet."

"No... I suppose not," Ozpin says, stopping beside Piccolo. "It appears Namek is facing a dark time."

"What of you? You can go there."

"No," Ozpin shakes his head. "That's not my place. I'm sorry to say, my friend, but I can't intervene with something so... mm... mundane."

"Tsk, is that what we are?"

"I apologize, Piccolo, but that's not what my role is. However..." Ozpin looks to the sky. "It appears you may have someone to go on your behalf."

Piccolo opens his eyes and feels the same presence Ozpin locked onto. He growls. "Saiyans..."

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You drearily sit in class, waiting for the torture to end. Your hand is almost numb from how much pressure you've been putting on it. Your heavy head has almost fallen multiple times. That is until a sudden shock racks through your brain. Your eyes widen as you stand up, gathering the attention of the class.

"Excuse me, (Y/N)," Port speaks. "But if you have your own story you'll have to-"

"I have to go," you quickly say before powering up and flying straight out of the ceiling.

"Oh boy..." Port shakes his head. "Calm down, students," he shouts as your classmates begin to whisper about what's happening.

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As soon as you get outside of Beacon's perimeter, RWBY soars in behind you.

"You felt it too?" You shout.

"Yeah! It's one of those Saiyans, isn't it? That's what I felt," Blake replies.

"I think so. Only one of them, though, and it's not Vegeta!"

"What're they doing here?" Ruby asks.

"I don't know."

While you all fly over the ocean, Krillin, Yamcha, and Tien soar in from beside you.

"You guys too?"

"Of course!" Tien nods. "We're with you this time."

"Right," you smirk at him before bursting forward with even greater speed.

Your entourage follows the Saiyan's signature, right to the island where the pod lands. It's a small, barren island with no life at all on it. From what you see, it's lucky he even landed on an island that miniature. The pod slowly opens up for a large male to exit.

Turles lifts himself out of the pod and the first thing he sees is you, arms crossed, standing in front of a plethora of other fighters.

"Well now, that's quite the welcome wagon," he chuckles. "Don't worry, I'm not here to fight you, Kail."

"That so?"

Turles steps off the pod and begins walking up the crater towards you. "I'm here for... a request."

"You're asking us for something?" Yang sassily responds.

"Not you, weakling. Him."

Yang grinds her teeth, annoyed at his insult.

"What do you want?"

"You're a goody goody, I gathered that. You know, there's a planet being attacked and we're trying to protect it," Turles leans in closer with a twisted smile. "Thought you might want to help. Real bad one, Frieza is."

"Frieza, huh?" You cross your arms. "Never heard of it. Is it a food?"

Turles frowns for but a moment. "He's..." Turles thinks a moment on how he's viewed you interact. "A very strong guy."

You gasp. "Really?"

"Mhm," Turles nods, knowing he has the fish on the tail. "And I don't think we can beat him without you?"

"REALLY?" You become even more excited.

"You're not strong enough to fight Frieza," Piccolo's voice speaks.

You all look over to Piccolo and Ozpin approaching from the right.

"GAH! Who is that?" Ruby points.

"I've never seen him," Blake shakes her head.

"A Namekian? Here?" Turles notes. "Odd."

"It's nothing to concern yourself with, Saiyan," Piccolo spits out the last word. "But there's no point. Even if you went, you'd be decimated."

"He's that strong, huh?" Your smile grows.

"That's why we're coming together," Turles speaks. "We've all grown stronger. I can imagine you have as well," Turles focuses on you again. "If we all fight together..." His smile grows wide.

"You'd still die," Piccolo replies, to which Turles' face drops.

"When I ask for your opinion, Namekian, I'll make sure you know."

"Saiyans don't take advice, unless it's advice that gets them killed," his eyes glare at you, running shivers down your spine.

Turles saunters away from you and approaches the stoic Namekian. "And why are you here... Namekian? Shouldn't you be drinking water back home?"

"Tsk," Piccolo lets his arms fall and matches Turles' stare with even more ferocity. "Bold of you to say... when your planet is ashes."

Turles furrows his brow at Piccolo. "Hmph, you have quite the mouth. Makes me wonder how strong you really are, Namekian. Clearly," Turles looks to you and the others. "Lowering power levels is common. I know for a fact Kail... you're not a measly one thousand. The rest," his eyes glaze across your allies. "Well, they're unimportant."

"Hey!" Yang steps forward.

"Yang," you coldly say without looking back.

"I..." Yang stumbles over her words, eventually stepping back. "Fine..."

"I... don't know if we're needed," Krillin whispers.

"This wasn't the strongest, was he?" Tien inquires to RWBY.

"No," Blake shakes her head. "But he's no slouch... stronger than all of us individually."

"And (Y/N)?" Tien pushes.

Blake shakes her head. "No."

"Well," Tien relaxes. "I don't think we're needed."

"But-"

"He's not here to fight, and even if he does there's..." Tien studders for a moment, hating his own words. "People stronger than us. Whatever happens, (Y/N)," you look over your shoulder at your Turtle friends. "Be safe."

"I always am," you flash a smile back.

Tien is the first to power up and fly away. Krillin and Yamcha hesitate.

"I got this guys, don't worry."

"You better," Yamcha says before taking off.

"Be safe, buddy," Krillin follows suite.

"Good. Less waste," Turles remarks.

"Hey! Those are my friends!" You step forward.

"They may be your allies, but that doesn-"

"Friends," you correct him.

"Hmph," Turles can't help but snicker. "Right... friends..." The Saiyan huffs. "Listen to me, Kail. Frieza is a horrible person."

"You tried to blow up my planet."

"Frieza runs a galactic empire," Piccolo speaks up. "He's a monster. Thus, the Saiyan," the word is venom on his lips. "Is truthful about that. But I am also honest in saying that all of you, even together, are nothing to Frieza. If you go, (Y/N), you will die."

RWBY looks between each other. On one hand, they're pretty sure you don't want to die. But a strong opponent is like sap to a rapier wasp. But there's also the risk of you getting over your head. They don't know Piccolo, but Ozpin hasn't interjected with anything he's said, nor added anything of his own. As much as they hate it, all they can do is listen to what everyone says.

"If I go..." You take a breath. "If I go, I'd have to be stronger," you look at the Namekian with a fire in your eyes. "So I'd have to train! But," your demeanor drops a bit. "I don't even have a way to get there. Your pod is a little small, Turles," you point a thumb at it.

"You... don't have yours?"

"Mine?

"I... can speak on that," Ozpin finally pops up. "Your pod was given to a friend of mine long ago. In fact... it's been our special project. How convenient for you, (Y/N)."

"So... what do you think?"

"I think you should go, (Y/N)."

"What?" Piccolo's sharp eyes lock to Ozpin. "You're well aware how strong Frieza is!"

"And I think Saiyans can reach that level," Ozpin calmly responds. "You spoke of Namek's desperate time, no? Perhaps (Y/N) here can save it."

"Tsk," Piccolo looks away. "I've given my piece."

"Hehe," you crack your knuckles. "Even Piccolo is worried... and if this guy is that strong and that bad... I gotta take him on!"

"(Y/N)," Yang sighs.

"I'll go!" You turn to Turles. "If I can use my spaceship, I'll go with you."

"Perfect," Ozpin smiles. "I believe you can get ample training done on your way there. Last time I saw it, it can house both of you."

Turles chuckles. "Very trusting for a human. Are you sure?"

"Of course I am," Ozpin remains cheery.

Piccolo is visibly upset with this decision.

"Piccolo... Frieza is on your home planet, right?"

"Yes," Piccolo bluntly replies.

"Mm..." You hop in front of him and smile. "I'll make sure it's safe. I promise!"

Piccolo shakes his head. "I doubt you can... but..." He huffs. "If you do, I'll train you." Your ears perk up when you hear that, your eyes sparkle, your heart races.

"Really?" You get even closer to the tall, green man.

"Don't make me regret my offer," Piccolo scolds your childish demeanor. "This is your choice, Ozpin," Piccolo looks at the main before raising two fingers to his forehead. "If he dies, I won't mourn."

With that, Piccolo disappears, leaving you all with his words.

"Come," Ozpin begins walking. "We're going to have to tell my friend that we'll need the ship. RWBY, return to school."

"What? We can't just-"

"Please," Ozpin turns around, a humble look washing over. "I do not wish to put you in such danger."

"But you're putting (Y/N) in-"

"That's different," you reply. "I don't know how strong this Frieza guy is... but I don't think you should come," you honestly speak.

"(Y/N)..." Yang's voice drifts off. "Come on... we're strong."

"I know," you smile at her. "But... hey, you can't skip school, right?" You end with a chuckle. "Ozpin, where's this ship?" You focus on the Headmaster.

Ozpin taps his cane twice, teleporting himself, you, and Turles to Atlas. You're in a large room filled with computers, wires, and workbenches.

"Ah!" Briefs falls back. "Oh, Ozpin... and (Y/N). Who's your friend?"

"Interesting technique," Turles notes.

"He's a buddy," you smile.

"Is the ship done?"

"The... oh..." Briefs composes himself. "I've just been touching it up. It can fly, it has a gravity modifier, food, everything you requested."

"You asked for all of that?" How long ago did..."

"Do not worry about that," Ozpin smiles at you. "I'm someone who prefers to be prepared."

"He is," Briefs nods. "Well, let me show you how this ship works. It'll take me an hour or so to prepare. I also need the coordinates of... wherever you want to go."

"I can handle that," Ozpin nods. "Don't worry," he looks to the two Saiyans. "The ship will fly itself to Namek. You just need to know how the gravity settings work, along with the food and general living."

"Alright, show us!"

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A few hours later...

"Gravity training, hm?" Turles notes, hovering in the air. "I admit, this wasn't what I expected."

"Oh, come on!" You soar past him, wasting time by doing tricks above Atlas and Mantle. "We get to train! Isn't that fun?"

"I'm admittedly baffled by your trust," Turles follows your movements. "We did try to kill you."

"Yeah, I'm not happy about that," you stop in front of him. "But I don't sense you trying to deceive me. Besides, if you all think you need my help then it's definitely serious."

Turles chuckles. "Well... they didn't. I came here on my own."

"Really?" You spin around. "Well, it'll be a pleasant surprise. So we're just going there to beat this Frieza guy?"

"Frieza leads an army, and there some very strong members. Zarbon, Dodoria, the Ginyu Force... I believe he has someone else with him."

"Someone else?"

"Indeed," Turles nods. "Someone told Frieza about that Dragon Balls, and I think that person is still with him."

"I see... so it's serious," you stop moving around and look higher. "Piccolo is trusting me with this one... I gotta do this."

"Hmph," Turles rolls his eyes. "Trust? That's why you're doing it?"

"Heh, it's one of the reasons," you smile at him. "A trip into space to stop a bad guy. I didn't think this school year was gonna be so awesome!"

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"I don't agree with this decision! I understand you want to make (Y/N) a powerful ally, but Frieza is just sending him to death!" King Kai communicates with Ozpin, who's standing in front of a large, circular pod that Briefs is setting up.

"Saiyans thrive against foes who outmatch them."

"Not to that degree!"

"Do you not trust your student?"

"Not against Frieza!"

"Everything is ready," Briefs exits the pod. "The coordinates you gave me are in... should take them there no problem. How did you even know..." Ozpin replies with a simple brow raise. "You're right, nevermind," the doctor waves his hands. "I don't want to know. They can leave whenever they wish."

"I will get them," Ozpin taps his cane twice, spontaneously transporting you and Turles to that room.

"Huh?" You look around, still in the air. "Oh, cool."

"You're free to leave. I will assure your pod is taken care of, Turles."

"You... know my name?" Turles notes.

"Please, go," Ozpin gestures to the ship. "From what I feel, your allies are already locked in combat."

"Hmph," Turles passes by and enters the pod, taking a look around.

"(Y/N)," Ozpin gets your attention before you pass. "I'm aware that your opponents may be extremely strong. Train your hardest while you're travelling. And..." Ozpin materializes a bag in his hand. "I grabbed a pouch of Senzu beans for you. Should keep yourself healthy for training, and could save your life on Namek."

"Oh, thanks," you grab the pouch. "Don't you worry. Gravity training with another Saiyan? I'm gonna get a whole lot stronger, just you watch," you say with pure confidence. "Thank you, Ozpin. Dr. Briefs," you bow to both. "I'll be back in no time. Say goodbye to everyone at Beacon!" You run onto the ship.

Ozpin watches as the door closes and, without delay, the ship powers up and flies out of the hatched ceiling.

"Stay safe... all of you."

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You watch out one of the windows as you fly farther and farther away from Remnant,

"Whoa... this is so cool."

"To you, I suppose," Turles remarks as he goes over the controls for the ship.

"Alright!" You hop back, completely giddy. "We're gonna get so strong! You're gonna be the perfect training partner!"

"Hmph... training isn't something I'm used to," Turles remarks. "But I will not sit still for days while you grow."

"Exactly," you appear beside him and pat his shoulder. "You're gonna love... it..." Your face becomes perplexed as you recognize. You felt it before, but it's so small you didn't notice it when on Remnant. You leave Turles' side and jump through the hole to the lower floor.

"What are you doing?" Turles slowly follows.

"I think..." You slowly look around, locking onto the signature... signatures. You slowly approach the closet and open it up, forcing team RWBY to topple out. You also notice the dozens of Gi's in the closet resembling the Turtle School's, but none are quite made like yours. They're more like Krillin's, except they have the option of a blue undershirt.

"Ah, hey!" Yang whines while Ruby's plopped atop her.

"I thought we were hidden..." Weiss whines.

"You guys were fluctuating your power," Blake remarks.

"It's true," you nod. "I barely even felt Blake was there. You're really getting better with your Ki control," you smile at her while she gets to her feet.

"Thank you."

"Ah, now I recognize these ones," Turles crosses his arms. "I didn't think humans were foolish enough to follow us to death."

"Mm..." You frown. "I kinda agree," you scratch your neck. "You risked a lot stowing away. I don't know how to go back."

"Well," Yang brushes herself off. "We didn't want to let you go off on another adventure without us. You could use our help."

"Not as you are," Turles coyly smiles.

"Unless they trained too!" You cheer. "Yes! Now you have no excuse!" You start appearing between them, starting at Blake. "Now you HAVE to train!" You move to Ruby. "And get stronger!" To Weiss. "And better!" Then Yang. "And then we can kick butt together!"

"You're too excitable," Turles huffs. "I'm going upstairs."

"I am too!" You cheer, leaping over to the ladder.

"Same here!" Yang slams her fists together.

"Nope," you shake your head. "We get first dibs. Besides, I want you guys to focus on Ki control more. Stay down here while Turles and I have fun!"

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaat? That's not fair!" Ruby pouts.

"But it's what I said, so whatever," you shrug. "Oh, wait!" You look up the ladder. "Do you wanna keep your clothes, uh, armour safe? We can wear those Gis so our clothes won't be ruined!"

Turles looks down at his armour. "I... suppose."

"Hehe!" You're already undressing. "Alright, six days to Namek! Six days of the best training!"

Sorry this one took me so long. December was a bit of a busy month, but I wanted to at least get this out before January. Well, at least finish it. I don't know when this'll go out. Unfortunately, it'll be a while before continuing. I'll be completely finishing Dismal Demon, then do Crimson Shadow, then come back here. So... it's sad, but it happens.

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