Beacon Academy. 0836 hours. 11 hours after Mike's talk with Ozpin.

Mike's POV.

I was making my way towards "Beacon Cliff" to do my so called "initiation", as Ozpin and this "Glynda Goodbitch" said.
I had my kevlar helmet unstrapped and slightly tilted to the left, my M4A1 slung behind my back, my Beretta placed on its holster on my right hip.
It was a hot sunny day, so I was wearing my OD Green T-shirt underneath my bulletproof vest.

'Yep... I knew this would take time...'

I thought as I had slight flashbacks of the conversation with Ozpin and Glynda as I made my way towards "Beacon Cliff", yes, the same Goddamned cliff I climbed last night...

Ozpin: "May I know your name?"

Mike: "Corporal Michael Dennson. U.S. Marines."

...

Glynda: "So, you're a soldier?"

Mike: "I ain't no soldier! I'm a U.S Marine!"

Glynda: "That's the same!"

Mike: "Do I look like one of those Army folks to you!?"

...

Ozpin: "Would you join my Academy?"

Mike: "... Yeah..."

Ozpin: "Great. Your initiation starts tomorrow morning at 9:00 on Beacon Cliff. Miss Goodwitch here will lead you to your dorm."

...

As the memories flashed through my mind, I finally arrived at Beacon Cliff, where I could see Ozpin and Glynda waiting for me.

Glynda was glaring daggers at me for what happened last night, but I didn't care since I fought scarier things from more than 100 yards away.

Ozpin: "Well. Looks like we have the early one here."

Mike: "Courtesy of my Drill Sargeant..."
-I replied with a chill down my spine, remembering all the yelling and PT back in Parris Island. Main reason why I was kind of fit... Despite being 5'7"

Glynda: "Since you arrived earlier, you have time to rest a little bit before we brief you about the initiation test."
-Glynda told me with a stoic expressiob on her face while I just sat on the ground as a response.

Mike: "Finally..."
-I whispered as I took of my helmet and tactical goggles, revealing my face to the duo in front of me for the first time.

3rd Person POV.

Michael Couldn't see it since he was checking his weapons and ammo, but Ozpin and Glynda, specially the latter, were shocked to see that the self-proclaimed "Killing machine with 26 confirmed kills" was WAY younger than they thought he was.

Meanwhile...

Inside Beacon's auditorium were all the students watching Mike's initiation test. Most of them were curious, since his equipment was something they had never seen before, some were confused. Some of the females were interested on his figure, and the number grew more when they witnessed his facial features.

???: "Yikes~ He's hot~"
-A certain busty, long-haired blonde female, by the name of Yang Xiao Long, said out loud with a flirting tone.

???: "Eww! Yang!"
-A younger girl with short black hair with red decals, by the name of Ruby Rose, responded her sister's statement.

???: "Will you always be like that with every guy you meet?"
-A petite white-haired teen, by the name of Weiss Schnee, asked the blonde with slight disgust on her tone.

???: "Hmpf."
-Was the only comment from a curvy black-haired female wearing a black bow, by the name of Blake Belladona.
These four young girls were the members of "Team RWBY", whom were present on the Marine's initiation.

Ruby: "Can we just watch? Besides, his guns look really cool!"
-Ruby, the leader of the team, stated before the girls nodded and went to silently watch the recording.

Back to Beacon Cliff...

Mike's POV.

I was bored... Yeah, just that. Bored.
Waiting was something I couldn't do, specially when I needed more awnsers to questions I still had.
Since I finished with my guns, I started singing a song I used to sing before I joined the Marines.

Mike: "I've lied to you, the same way that I always do~
This is the last smile that I'll fake for the sake of being with you~
The sacrifice of hiding in a lie. The sacrifice is never knowing~"

I sang, not noticing I slowly did it louder on the next part.

Mike: "Why I never walked away? Why I play myself this way?
Now I see, you're testing me, pushing me away~
Why I never walked away? Why I play myself this way?
Now I see, you're testing me, pushing me away~"

Ozpin: "I beg your pardon?"
-Ozpin interrupted me, taking me by surprise since he scared the crap outta me.

Mike: "AH!! SHIT, BALLS, COCK!"
-I was so deep in my thoughts and the lyrics that I just shouted random things. He replied with a chuckle as he saw the embarrased expression on my face while Glynda facepalmed.

Ozpin: "Calm down. Get up and grab this, we'll brief you soon."
-He replied, looking completely calm as Glynda walked to me and gave me a strange backpack.
I took a closer and more detailed look at said backpack and noticed it wasn't a simple backpack...

'Wait, this is a parachute!'

Mike: "Heyheyhey! Wait a Goddamn second! Why are you giving me a parachute?"

Ozpin: "You'll need it for your test."

Mike: "NONONONO! I didn't go to Airborne school! I don't know how to use this!"
-I replied altered. I didn't want to say I was afraid of heights now that I was a self-proclaimed "Killing machine with 26 confirmed kills."

Glynda: "Just pay attention!"
-The teacher shouted as she slapped me in the forearm with her riding crop, leaving a mark on it.

*WHIP!*

Mike: "OW! FUCK!"

Timeskip...

(A/N: Yeah, I'll timeskip this since we all know how this shit works. I'm actually getting tired of repeating it every fucking time on a book...)

After they explained me how to complete my test, I hesitantly put my helmet, goggles and my parachute before I stepped on the launch pad.
I then waited the longest couple of seconds of my life before I got launched to the forest.

Mike: "WAAAAHHH!!! SHITBALLSCOCK!!!"
-I screamed and kept screaming in mid air, trying to find the propper skydive pose, which I luckily did.
Then, I looked at the ground getting closer and closer. That was the moment I decided to open my chute, so I pulled the rope...

But the parachute didn't open...

Mike: "Huh!?"
-I tried pulling the rope three more times.
Every time I did it I got more stressed...
But the moment I lost it was on the fourth pull, when I broke the rope and the parachute still didn't open...

'OH SHIT, NO! NOT LIKE THIS!!'

3rd Person POV.

The Marine screamed non-stop as he desperately shook his arms and legs, afraid of this horrible fate, as the ground got closer and closer.
At this point, both, the students and teachers, were also afraid of seeing this man dying on a live recording...

But that came to an end when Michael's parachute opened on the last moment.
But the landing was a painful sight to see... Since he landed and tripped on the ground, crashing face first into the dirt. Luckily, his helmet and tactical goggles protected an 80% of his face, but that didn't prevent him from swallowing a bit of dirt.

A couple of seconds passed after he got up coughing and spitting some dirt multiple times, pure rage on his face as he looked back at the cliff and began to yell out of anger.

Mike: "OZPIN! GLYNDA! I SWEAR TO GOD! WHEN I COME BACK, I'LL EAT BOTH OF YOUR ASSES AND SHOVE THE FUCKING PARACHUTE UP THEM! YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!!"
-Some of the students were supprissed at his comment, but most were shocked to see him saying those words to the higher authorities of Beacon Academy. Speaking of them, Glynda tried her best to not jump into the forest and beat the crap out of the Marine, while Ozpin didn't show any emotion and just took a sip from his mug.

Back with Michael, he was trying to calm down. But the kind of behavior he had was enough to attract at least five black furred creatures, known as "Grimms."

This kind of Grimm was a Beowolf, but Michael didn't even know about this creatures. Somehow, he didn't encounter any of those yesterday. Still, by the looks of that creature, he knew that it didn't want to share a cup of tea with him, so he grabbed his M4A1 and switched it to semi-auto. Then he aimed at the closest one, crouched down, and fired two rounds on its chest and one on its head, killing it.

*BLAM-BLAM-BLAMM!*

Then he saw the other four creatures approaching him, so he took cover behind the rock and fired his carbine on semi-auto, trying to hit them with accurate shots.

*BLAM-BLAM-BLAMM!*

During this process, the Marine managed to kill just one Beowolf with a single round on its skull and injure another one with a round on the shoulder... The third round? It went nowhere.

Now with three Grimms at two yards from him, he decided to run away from behind the rock, dodging a strike from one of the beasts.
As he ran, he hip-fired his M4 on full auto at the creatures with the intention to suppress them.

*BRATATATATATATATA!*

Now with 15 or 10 rounds on his magazine, he decided to throw a grenade behind him as a last resort to kill the incoming beasts.

Mike: "TAKE THIS! ASSHOLE!"

But, since the effective range of a frag grenade is 18 meters, he had to find cover quick.
So he ran and ran from the Grimms until he jumped another rock and got behind it just before the grenade exploded

*BOOM!*

When the grenade detonated, Mike shoved his face in between his knees and covered his neck with his hands as he heard the shrapnel impacting inches away from him, some hitting his helmet too.

Mike: "Holy shit! Another stupid idea..."
-The Marine said out loud as he got up and saw only two corpses —or what was left of them— on the ground.
Before he could ask where the third one was, the beast he injured just jumped on him and tackled him on the ground, leaving the Marine defenseless. He couldn't reach for his gun, since it was at his left and the beast was bitting his left arm.

While Mike screamed in pain because of the beast bitting his arm with his claws, the students and teachers were supprised that he had no aura and how screwed he was.
Stuck on a hairy situation, the Marine had only one choice to break free from the Beowolf's grip. So he pulled out his Beretta and placed the barrell underneath the beast's jaw, firing the gun and killing the beast.

*BLAMM!*

The Beowolf finally dropped dead above Michael, whom just rolled it to the side before he got up panting heavily. After that, he shot a couple more rounds to make sure it was actually dead.

*BLAM-BLAM-BLAM-BLAM-BLAMM!*

Mike: "Fuck- *gasp* -ing *gasp* hell..."
-He said with a fearful expression before he got up, grabbed his M4A1. Then he sat below a tree and took his IFAK to try and heal his wounds on his left arm.

'Fuck... He didn't bite my arm of by miracle...'

TO BE CONTINUED...

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Hell yeah, it's done!
Finally remade all the chapters on this book!
I gotta say, it gained my interest yet again, and I'm having a cool idea for the next chapter!
I hope you guys enjoyed it! And as always, have a nice day!

-Doom_Vietnam_Slayer.