Chapter four: Origins and Bullies

As more and more students filed in for lunch, Team RWBY and JNPR got their own lunch plates and sat down at a table.

Black followed behind balancing several plates with food piled on them. He hadn't even sat down before one if his teammates started to ogle his food.

Nora immediately started to drool while having stars in her eyes.

"Is that for all of us?" Ren questioned Black and slightly restrained Nora before she tried to steal his food.

Black poked his head around his massive pile of food with a shocked look on his face.

"Hell no!"

The stars in Nora's eyes shattered like glass.

"If you want more food go get your own." Black told his teammates but mostly Nora.

Nora immediately started pouting over Blacks statement.

Unfazed by her obvious guilt tripping Black began to rip into his food.

Black is normally very elegant in all manners of life, fighting and eating included. But normally he didn't go days without eating.

The two teams stared on in shock unable to grasp the amount of food that Black was digesting.

Plates lined the area around him as he finished eating.

"Ahh much better." Black said while willing his mouth with a napkin. He then promptly burped or more accurately roared.

The plates around him jumped and the girls and Ren's hair was shifted as if a gust of wind hit them.

The rest of the cafeteria fell quite.

"E-Excuse me." Black spoke embarrassed by his sudden outlet of satisfaction.

The cafeteria chatter picked back up.

"Soooo Black since we got some time till our next class I got a question for ya." Yang said leaning toward Black.

Black sighed before saying "Alright, what would you like to know?"

"Where are you from?"

Black looked at her a little annoyed.

"Another planet, I told you this yesterday."

"No not like that, you said you were sent away as a baby and since your here I guessed that you were sent here right? So where did you grow up?"

Yang's question left Black for the first time in his life stumped.

"Well I-" Black was interrupted by an intercom "Would Mr. Goku Black please report to the head masters office please. Thank you."

'Saved by the bell.' Black thought before getting up.

"Ill tell you later Yang, and if you guys don't mind could you get my plates, thanks." Black told them before walking away.

The group stared in horror at the vast pile of plates and bowls.

Black started to walk towards the hallway. "Ow, stop it hurts!" Black immediately stopped in his tracks when he heard a girls voice ring out.

He turned around to find the same group of idiotic children picking on a girl with..... Bunny ears. She felt so pure and innocent that the thought of four idiots bullying her nearly drove Black mad with seething rage.

"See look I told you they were real." Cardin said mocking the girl who's ears he was tugging. Then a tap to the shoulder cause him to turn around.

"Wha-" He was interrupted by a fist sending him across the cafeteria and onto a far away table right into another students food.

Black stood with his fist outstretched right behind the girl he had just protected from Cardin with a dark frown on his face. He stood straight up and placed his hand at his side.

"Hey you loser your gonna pay for that!" One of the other members of Cardin's team yelled at black before punching him in the face right in his cheek.

Black didn't even move, not a blink, not a flinch, not even so much as a small wince of pain emitted from him.

The one punching him pulled his hand back confused and a little fear full of the zero effect he had on his team leaders attacker.

"I got this." Another one of them said picking up and empty tray and hitting the back of Blacks head.

He didn't have this.

The metal dented around Blacks head but he didn't even feel it.

The child pulled it back looking wide eyed at the malformed metal tray.

Blacks eyes immediately narrowed in on the only team member who hadn't attacked him.

"Are you the smart one then?" He asked menacingly.

The kid tried to repeat what the first did with a punch to the face only to be met with a hand.

Black gripped his would be attackers hand before smiling darkly.

He swung the child into the first one knocking him out onto another table and then threw him on top if the second child sending the both of them crashing into a wall.

He turned around to face the girl only to be punch dead in the middle of his eyes by Cardin.

Black grabbed his hand and forced it down to show he was unfazed.

"You never learn-" Black suddenly kneed Cardin in the gut so hard it left an imprint of his knee in Cardin's back. "-when to quit." Black finished before dropping Cardin to the ground.

Finally turning to the....Bunny girl he saved she looked at him kinda scared. She flinched when he brought his hand to her head in between her bunny ears.

"Are you alright little one?" Black asked his voice with a drop of concern while he softy rubbed her head.

"I-im-m ju-just fine n-now t-tha-nk y-ou." She said blushing profusely.

"I have no need for your thanks, They deserved it." Black told her. "What is your name?"

"V-V-Velvet...."

Black chuckled at her. "Well Miss Velvet, I am Black-" Black grabbed her hand softly, raised it up to his face and placed a kiss on the back of it "-and it is my pleasure to make your aquatints."

She began to blush even harder.

Black dropped her hand and walked away towards the hallway once more.

He made it down the hall after a few minutes to a sign that placed the head masters office on the top of the school.

He continued walking till he found an elevator.

He walked inside it and pushed the button for the top floor.

As the elevator took him upwards he thought of what he could tell Yang.

'As a kai I am from otherworld and that is even less believable to them than if I were to reveal myself as a god. And this body grew up in those mountains that were so far withdrawn from civilization. That might work but if she asks the name of the mountain I'm not sure if I can access this bodies memories in such detail like that.' The ding of the elevators arrival to the Headmasters office pulled him from his thoughts.

The door opened to a large space with only one desk with one seat behind it and two seats in front, a screen and a tray with a teak kettle and two cups.

Black looked to his left and saw Ozpin standing near the large ceiling to floor window that nearly stretched the entire room but was split into three sections of glass.

Black walked by to join him at gazing into the magnificent view of the forest surrounding Beacon.

"Quite beautiful isn't it?" Ozpin asked Black.

"Very, nature has always been something dear to me." Black told Ozpin.

"Yes, to me as well. But the view isn't the reason I've asked you here." Ozpin said turning and walking towards his desk.

Black forced himself away and followed.

"Tea Mr. Black?" Ozpin said posting himself a cup of tea.

"Please." Black said taking a seat in front of him.

Ozpin gave Black his cup before sitting down behind his desk.

"So why did you call me here?" Black asked Ozpin.

"As much as I enjoyed your display of power during the initiation, your transformation against the nevermore has spiked my curiosity."

"It seems I'll be explaining that one more often than I would like." Black told him gently setting his cup down.

"Oh please, allow me to take a guess." Ozpin told him which caused Black to lean in intrigued.

"Your transformation caused such a tremendous increase in power that it couldn't possible just be something a simple as a semblance. I'm guessing its more of a genetic trait?" Ozpin asked him.

Black's eyes widen at Ozpin's keen insight.

"Well yes, actually it does have to do with my heritage."

"Good to see that my assumption was correct. Could you care to explain it further in detail for me?" Ozpin asked smiling.

'This mortal is different from the rest, pure but different like he understands something no one else does.' Black thought to himself.

"Well it has to do with my race."

"Oh I was unaware you had Faunus heritage." Ozpin said examining him for any animal like qualities.

"I am not anything like you've seen before Professor...."

"Ozpin. Please continue."

"I've not a faunus, whatever that may be, In a short explanation.... I'm not from this world or more accurately this planet."

Ozpin tilted his head and asked "Are you telling me your an Alien?"

Black chuckled before answering "Yes, I am what is called a saiyan, a near extinct warrior race."

"Extinct? May I ask you to elaborate that for me?" Ozpin asked him intrigued.

"A being called Frieza feared the potential of my race, so he destroyed my native planet with most of my race with it. Only a handful survived including myself."

"Your race's potential....that was the transformation you underwent in the forest?"

"Yes. In the end nearly 25 years after he destroyed my race, that transformation is what killed him."

"Oh so you took revenge for your fallen race then?" Ozpin asked him keeping Black into revealing more of his origin.

"Not me directly but yes. I can expect you to keep this quiet. Eight students already know as they are going to be in close proximity with me for sometime. I would rather not many others were to find out about this."

"Of course Mr. Black, I understand your want for privacy. But it is due to the power you hold that I wish to include you into a very well kept secret of my own."

Black leaned back wondering what secret this mortal could have that requires a power like his own.

"Tell me, do you believe in legends and fairy tales?" Ozpin asked him.

"Well, the very transformation you asked of is a saiyan legend. So yes, I believe ever story has some merit of truth behind it."

Ozpin smile grew before he asked "And what of magic?"

Black suddenly wondered where this was going.

"Depends on your definition of magic."

He and his stolen body had seen both of their fair share of magic, like many of the Kai's powers or his bodies memory of a strange red pole that could extend or retract on command.

"What if I told you the seasons came about because of magic?"

Black was suddenly intrigued. His time on Trunks earth had shown him a true version seasons unlike in otherworld where Paradise had several versions of all four.

"There is a story about four sisters who happen upon and old hermit who lived in solitary. The first sister understood the mans reclusive nature and urged him to use his solitude to meditate and reflect on himself. The second sister visited and brought his withered old garden back to life. The third sister warmed his heart and brought him outside to enjoy all that he could see. The fourth and finally sister begged him to look at all he had and be thankful. In return for giving him a new perspective he blessed the young maidens with power so that they may help more people. Thus the seasons sprang fourth, Winter, spring, summer, and fall."

Black listened to his story in wonder. If his earth had had such people maybe they would not have drove him to try and exterminate them all.

A pluck of guilt hit him and he had no idea why, but he hated the new feeling.

"Now that you hear the story, what if I told you it was true?"

Black looked at him still believing it to be a mere exaggeration of a legend "Then I would tell you how lucky this world is to have suck people."

Ozpin smiled before replying "Then we live in a very luck world."

Black's eyes widen. "Your serious. Its true?"

"Just as true as your own heritage." Ozpin smiled

Black suddenly realized that he didn't believe him.

"So you didn't believe me when I told you I was an alien."

"I believed you entirely."

Black was suddenly froze, eyes wide with shock.

"I have a request for you Mr. Black." Ozpin said standing up and walking towards the elevator.

Black suddenly found the energy to stand. He turned and walked after Ozpin.

"You believed me? Why?" Blacks previous experience with the two teams led him to believe every one would doubt his body's origin.

"Because Mr. Black, you aren't like anyone I've ever seen. And I need your help." Ozpin told him before pressing a button on the elevator.

Black was in shock of what was happening.

"Come we have much more to discuss." Ozpin said entering the elevator.

Black followed quickly. While this thinking 'This just got a lot more interesting'.