Chapter 4 – Teacher
"Weiss Schnee, Jaune Arc, Lie Ren, Nora Valkyrie, the four of you retrieved the 'white knight' pieces. Going forward, you will work together as, Team Watermelon. Lead by Weiss Schnee."
Weiss looks over at him in shock.
"Congratulations young lady, fine work."
"And finally. Ruby Rose, Pyrrha Nikos, Blake Belladonna and Yang Xiao Long. The four of you retrieved the 'white rook' pieces. From now on you will work together as team Raspberry. Lead by Ruby Rose."
He steps back onto the forefront of the stage, the new teams arrayed behind him.
"This year is going to be an 'interesting' year.
My sisters are finally on the pathway to their dreams.
Gods help us all.
I resisted the urge to go and visit them to congratulate them in their dorm last night. I think the headmaster is right, I need to find a way to step back and let them breathe a bit. Not distancing myself, but just being available for them rather than stifling them. I just sent them a scroll message instead.
It was so easy when I was out on mission with Qrow. Out of sight and out of mind was how I dealt with leaving Sasuke to his own devices back in Konoha too. Compartmentalization was a key skill for ANBU. But being back at home it feels like I should make up for lost time.
Like I never did for Sasuke.
Instead I need to finish prep for this afternoon's lesson.
How did I let Ozpin talk me into becoming a teacher. Sure back before the massacre I would have loved to have been teaching at the academy instead of running back-to-back wetwork ops.
But now, with this much blood on my hands…
Well I agreed. No backing out now.
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Standing in the corner of the first-year combat class is enlightening. It's amazing how susceptible aura users are to environmental illusions if they aren't specifically trained to combat them. Given that personal illusions require physical touch here, it's become incredibly important for me to master my environmental illusion weaving. It's exponentially more expensive the larger the illusion gets, but it doesn't require me to put my Chakra into someone.
Back in the elemental nations it was much easier to use personal illusions, I just used my eyes or fingernails or some other focus to manipulate the other persons chakra in their coils to mislead them through a sympathetic chakra connection.
Here? No-one but me even has Chakra, so the only way to enforce an internal illusion with Chakra manipulation is to inject them directly with my own Chakra, as I did with Roman, using the lightning technique to bring down his aura so I could touch his skin directly.
It's actually been a fun challenge, I've always excelled at illusionary arts so having to switch my speciality over was no great chore. I wonder how Tsukuyomi would function here given it hijacks the opponents mental energy via their eyes bypassing Chakra entirely. I have to assume people here still have the basic energies of life within them even if they cannot mix or manipulate them.
I don't miss my Mangekyo, if only because it's nice to not be blind and in constant agony.
Turning my attention back to the class, Glynda is wrapping up, and about to introduce me. The first test.
"Okay good work today class. You all for the most part" she says with a sly look at Jaune "have at least a rudimentary mastery of your personal weapons. Next Combat class we will work on basic dust infusions via weapon enhancement so come prepared accordingly."
One of the students puts their hand up.
"Uh Miss Goodwitch, our schedule says our next class is "Advanced Survival and Combat" but it doesn't list a room. Do you know where we are supposed to go?"
She smirks.
"Why yes, the advanced class will be held right here, your teacher has been here for the past twenty minutes."
She then turns to leave.
"Enjoy your class children and be respectful of your new teacher."
She leaves the room as I watch the kids look around the room and at each other in confusion.
"But the schedule doesn't even list a teacher." Yang says to Blake as her partner starts looking around the room.
They slowly start to relax, maybe believing that Glynda was lying.
Time to start messing with them.
A flicker of a senbon pins a book to a desk as the student gasps at the sight of the large needle stuck in the desk in front of them.
Then I am flickering up to stick on the ceiling as a red and gold spear pierces the wall where I was.
Pyrrha looks up at exactly where I am with a smirk.
How the hell does she do this?!
Ruse already discovered I drop the illusion and hold my finger up to my lips. She smiles and nods as the rest of the class looks on in confusion.
Then a gasp, as Ruby spots me hanging above them.
"Itachi!"
She points up at me and the rest of the class looks up at me and gapes. Flickering down to the edge of the combat stage I face the class.
"You are all, with the exception of one person, hilariously susceptible to illusion."
I didn't even work hard on the illusion, there were multiple mistakes they could have picked up on. No illusion is perfect, not even semblances. They rely entirely on the brainpower and imagination of the caster. Even Neopolitan, who has by far the strongest illusionary ability I've faced in either world leaves specific tells.
Had I cast the illusion on myself, fair enough they miss a man sized illusion I wouldn't expect anyone without training or expertise to find me. But I used an illusion on the entire room, including the desks they were sat at!
"I am Assistant Professor Uchiha Itachi. You can call me Itachi-Sensei, or Mr Uchiha. Your choice. I will be teaching you advanced survival and combat in the style of Shinobi. Many of you may know my name. However I have been working as a hunter since I was sixteen, mostly from the shadows as I am primarily a ninja, before I am a hunter."
One of the boys in the back of the class raises his hand.
"Yes Mr?"
"Pontus Norwood sir! I was wondering what you meant about being a ninja sir! As far as I think most of us know, ninja are mostly from fiction."
I smile.
"I was raised in a village far outside the frontier. I trained as a shinobi from the age of five, before joining Professor Ozpin at 14 as his apprentice. I can assure you Mr Norwood, that while rare, shinobi are anything but fictional."
The Belladonna girl snorts, quietly, but I still hear it. Turning my eyes to her she looks at me with wide eyes before looking away rapidly, cheeks darkening.
"This class will be the last we spend in a classroom. Today we will be checking your stamina and general fitness. In future classes I will be teaching you skills I was raised with. Skills I have used to survive and thrive. You will learn the core hand to hand combat style of my village, open leaf hand. You will learn survival techniques, how to throw generic throwing weapons. You will learn to lay traps and snares. How to recognise illusions. I will teach you advanced aura control exercises that will allow you to manipulate and navigate your environment. But make no mistake. I will teach you to fight, and more importantly to win, in the direst situations you can imagine."
I look around the room to an enraptured audience.
"You will not spend much if any time on your personal weapons with me. Those will be saved for Professor Goodwitches core combat class. Please note that this class is not a core part of the curriculum. You can and will be ejected if you are disrespectful or should you abuse what I teach you."
I am interrupted by an extremely arrogant tone.
"Why do we need to learn to fight with our hands anyway. That's the kind of thing animals do. All I need is my Executioner and a single shot to blow away anyone who comes at me with their hands."
"Mr?"
"Cardin Winchester. Of the Winchester family." He ends his introduction with a smirk.
"Firstly, please raise your hand if you wish to speak in my class. Secondly, are you saying that you could beat any opponent in hand to hand combat with your mace?"
He looks down on me, not for the last time I curse the slight build I inherited from my mother. I never got past 5'10 in my previous life and he stands at least 6'2.
"Yes. Filthy animal fighting will never beat a good weapon."
I nod and he smirks, seemingly thinking he has made a good point.
"Gear up Mr Winchester and meet me on the combat stage. We will put your theory to the test in a quick spar."
He looks me up and down and has the temerity to smirk. Dismissing me.
Well then. That was a poor choice from him, I feel my Uchiha blood sing in my veins at the challenge.
He returns from the locker room in plate armour and carrying a very large mace. Still nothing compared to Samehada of course, but impressively large, nonetheless.
Syncing our Aura up to the wall monitors, I indicate over to Pyrrha.
"Miss Nikos, if you could referee for us please. The first to drop below, shall we say 30% Mr Winchester?"
He nods with a smirk.
I can feel a fire beating in my veins and I know I'm going to have to be careful here. Something about this arrogant eighteen-year-old rubs me up the wrong way.
"Begin."
"Now class, notice that Mr Winchesters weapon is quite heavy, even with Aura, there is a slowing effect in place when he swings it sheerly from the air resistance."
I weave out of the way so his initial swing moves past me. But I don't counterattack at all simply weaving my body like a puppet with Chakra.
"This means that many openings will present when the weapon is swung. Heavy weapons without a large arc of control are the weakest against hand-to-hand combat."
He attempts to backhand me with his gauntlet as I pass but I flip over his arm and land back-to-back with him. Striding away and turning toward the class, I continue my lesson.
"When fighting a weapon user in hand to hand, first you have to analyse the weapon type you are facing. The most dangerous, outside of ranged weapons, are short, bladed weapons such as a dagger or a knife. A sword is of course dangerous, but conversely easier to deflect due to the increased surface area."
He attempts a two handed swing at my head but I don't even need to dodge this one, it passes over my head due to his overswing and my hair ruffles slightly in the wind.
"The most important facet of facing any opponent is to of course, pick your battles. It is obviously not ideal to face someone with your bare hands if they have mastered their weapon, but outside of a few wild options-" I duck under his next swing and use chakra strings to look like I casually dance out of the return attack. "-like the chain whip, the kusarigama, or other weapons of the unpredictable movement type, mastery of hand-to-hand combat will allow you to face the vast majority of handheld weapons without much of an issue. If you are smart.
I look up at the aura monitor. I'm still sat at 100% while he's drained 10% attempting to hit me.
The end of his mace glows as he attempts to use fire dust to catch me in an explosive attack.
I use the barest minimum chakra to leap over the attack, the explosion on the floor missing me, already in the air and landing further away on the stage. I need this to look a casual as possible so they buy in. I'm already at a disadvantage being barely older than them.
"A civilian with martial arts mastery almost always loses to a civilian with even a spear carved from a stick. But Aura is the great equaliser for hunters."
He screams and charges at me, all caution thrown to the wind. Desperate to land just one hit.
"Arrogance is the biggest killer of hunters ahead of any Grimm."
Instead of dodging I grab the haft of his weapon next to his hand and layer my chakra into my fist as I jab a single casual uppercut into his diaphragm. His Aura craters, sinking from 84% to 28% in the single chakra enhanced blow. He folds over my fist feeling the full effect of the punch due to the critical loss of Aura.
I flicker around him to his back as he hunches over trying not to vomit.
"Winner, Itachi-Sensei." Pyrrha says dutifully.
"Any questions?" I ask the class.
The class is silent as a tomb, staring at me in wide eyed wonder.
A gasp from Yang and an alarmed look from Pyrrha is my only warning as the boy behind me attempts a golf swing at my head.
I catch the flange of his mace in my bare hand, as my aura dips a single point. Pulling the mace from his hand as he goes slack-jawed in shock I grab him by his leading arm and shoulder throw him off the combat stage and onto the walkway between desks. Charging after him I sweep his legs as he attempts to rise, and place my knee on his upturned chest.
"Did you just attempt to attack my back unprovoked Mr Winchester?"
He coughs and splutters, then turns his head away refusing to look me in the eye.
Placing my hands in a familiar cross sign I bring out a shadow clone. Another gasp from the class, and an interested look from Belladonna arise from my action.
"Ten laps around the outer ring of Beacon for bad sportsmanship. Fail to complete them and you will be ejected from the class and I will report to the headmaster that you attempted to attack a teacher. Go." My clone follows him out with a glower.
As if some pissant fresh student is going to challenge me.
My eyes flicker to Pyrrha.
Well, most of them anyway.
With three percent of Winchester's aura left after my counter, He will get through two or three of his laps before his aura enhanced stamina fails. A fitting punishment.
"Now, any questions?"
A sea of hands is raised before me.
"Miss Nikos, you refereed I will give you the first question." I point to her and take a seat on the edge of the combat stage.
"How did you stick to the ceiling?" she asks.
"I have access to a unique form of energy through my semblance that allows me to manipulate my environment in many different ways, similar in a way to Professor Goodwitch. I can use this energy to stick to surfaces and even walk on water. There is a away to partially emulate some of the techniques with Aura, though it is expensive. Some of those will be a part of this class."
The semblance excuse is one that the Headmaster has asked me to use. I have not found my own actual semblance yet, if I even have one given my unique situation. There aren't any semblances quite as wide ranging as chakra, but the headmaster thinks the excuse should hold.
Aura being used to emulate chakra control exercises was surprising even to me. It's extremely draining but I managed to teach the Headmaster to walk on walls with his Aura. It requires large reserves and immense control, however he believes it could be the start of a new frontier of Aura control and expansion exercises and this class will be the blueprint.
She nods at my answer, seemingly satisfied.
"Mr Ren." I point to the quiet young man sat in the back with his partner.
"How did you use so little Aura, you caught his weapon twice but showed no loss in Aura."
"Most of the technique I used was simply a reinforced martial arts technique for catching weapons. I barely needed any aura because the fulcrum of his first attack was weak and the second attack I used my semblance given he had decided to cheat." I reply with a smile.
"Okay, one more question. Miss Schnee."
Ruby looks disappointed I didn't pick her but I can't be using favouritism. I'm already only teaching first years, I don't need a bigger target on my back.
"What if we have no desire to learn hand to hand combat?"
I point at the door.
"The door is there. The techniques I teach you will save your life should you ever be captured or otherwise left without a weapon, but I won't force anyone to learn them. This class is optional, and only graded as an extra bonus to your core combat grade. If you don't want to learn, leave. I won't stop you."
She glares at me a while before turning up her nose and seemingly deciding to stay.
I clap my hands together in a chakra enhanced clap, and everyone jumps.
"Now, everyone go and get your workout gear on and meet me back here while we work through stretches and a fitness test so I can see where you all are."
The groans are music to my ears. I can do this. Just treat them like ANBU newbies.
Well maybe without the hazing.
Okay a little hazing.
…
I leave behind me a pile of quivering sweat soaked flesh as the class curses my name. Even my sisters have bowed out, only Pyrrha and Lie Ren are still going as I work through the final set I have for them. Lie Ren is tired however and pushing through it with experience.
"Mr Ren, I'm impressed by your flexibility, do you practice martial arts already?"
He nods.
"Mostly meditation and sport arts rather than combat though, Tai Chi and Qigong learned through reference manuals. I also practice Yoga regularly."
I nod.
"Speak to me after tomorrows outdoor class, I want to see how you take to the kata but I might have a side job for you to earn a little extra lien."
I know from the records he is an orphan and that him and Nora support each other. So every little helps.
"Miss Nikos, impressive stamina shown you have barely worked up a sweat so I may have to tailor a routine for you closer to my own. Is this acceptable?"
She nods, I offer her the option in case special treatment makes her uncomfortable.
Clapping my hands again I call in the class. They groan and moan as they line up in ranks on the stage.
"Good job class, I got more than I expected, you are all beyond the fitness standard expected of Beacon first years. So that puts the majority of you about twenty five percent of the way to my own standard. The next two lessons this week will be outdoors in the eastern plaza. Check your schedules and do not be late if you intend to attend. If you choose to drop out of class note I only teach full teams, so if one of you goes, you all go. Dismissed."
The class all file into the locker room to shower and get changed after their workout as I return to my desk to work over the copious amounts of notes I need to transcribe.
I wave at my sisters with a smirk as the class files out and they glower at me in return. I sense much pain in my future with those expressions.
As I continue with my work I notice Pyrrha has not left yet and is seemingly waiting for the class to empty out.
Once the last student has left she approaches my desk.
"Sensei, can I speak freely?" She asks politely.
"Go ahead." I reply with a smile.
"You owe me a rematch."
"Oh?" I reply glibly.
She seems frustrated but trying to remain polite.
"We never got to even the score. We need to finish our best of three?"
I chuckle at that.
"I need a few student teachers to help me with hand to hand, you interested?"
She's taken aback by the change in subject.
"And my rematch?" She pushes again.
"We can have a proper fight outside as an exhibition for the students in a few weeks. When I have time."
She turns to me with a glare.
"Don't hold back this time." She says sternly.
"Oh don't you worry about that. We will be fighting, not sparring this time. But Pyrrha, be careful what you wish for."
She shudders, whether in fear or anticipation I don't know.
"I intend to offer Lie Ren a position as Student teacher once he has the kata down, his body control is impressive and he has a natural talent for it. I obviously already know you are skilful at combat so I will likely offer the same. There will be extra credit and some small amount of lien involved if you accept."
She looks at me thoughtfully.
"If you beat me, then yes. Once I have learned the combat style you wish to teach."
She crosses her arms and glares at me again.
I hold my hands up in surrender.
"Fair enough, and it is good to see you again Pyrrha, I genuinely had no intention of insulting you the last time we met, it was stupid misspoken words. I apologise unreservedly."
Her expression softens, and she turns to look at me fully.
"I forgive you. I still want my rematch though. Thank you for apologising. I know I'm technically your student so it is appreciated."
I hold out my hand for he to shake and she returns the gesture.
"Thank you for your forgiveness, now excuse me for dismissing you but I need to consolidate my notes from today's class."
She nods and turns to leave as I get back to work with a lighter heart.