Doctor Knowall 10
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Doctor' Knowall's first attack was a series of jabs, quick and calculated. Nothing fancy, nothing too complex. Thanh contemptuously blocked each one, then let loose a roundhouse kick at Knowall. Knowall took the hit to his temple, and skidded a bit from the impact. He heard his students and his younger self gasp in shock. He heard Thanh laugh, and saw the rest of his White Fang goons cheer.
"HA! Is that the best you can do, doctor?" Thanh sneered, "I'll enjoy making these girls my bitches while I gnaw on your bones!"
Knowall slowly turned back to Thanh. He cracked his neck. He spat out some blood. He resumed his terrifying smile.
"Thanks. All I needed to know," Knowall stated, "You won't be hitting me again."
Thanh laughed mockingly, and swung a clawed hand at him.
"I think not-!"
Knowall ducked under the swing and planted his fist into Thanh's floating ribs, shattering them with the blow. Thanh's laugh turned into a cry of pain, and the big Faunus punched and kicked furiously. With contemptuous ease, Knowall blocked, slapped away, or dodged every blow before he put an uppercut into Thanh's jaw, again knocking out a lot of sharp teeth and blood.
"Attend, students," Knowall said, almost conversationally, as he slammed a palm strike into Thanh's nose, "While Aura can protect you from many injuries, the proper application of force can still let you damage vulnerable areas on an opponent's body."
The Faunus roared and fell back. He swung around, cracking his tail like a bullwhip. Knowall caught it with one hand, not moved an inch.
"For instance, joints are always a potential target in a fight, and only require the proper leverage to exploit," Knowall went on, snapping several vertebrae in Thanh's tail. Thanh roared in pain, and swung back around as his face and mouth healed. He again attacked, this time swinging his monk's spade at Knowall.
The doctor calmly jumped over the swing at his feet, and delivered a kick right into Thanh's face with a bony crunch.
"Other targets are an enemy's eyes, nose, mouth," Knowall went on over Thanh's howl of pain, "Or anything else sensitive and external."
He dodged around Thanh's wild swings with his polearm, and calmly grabbed his wrist. He then thrust his palm against Thanh's elbow, snapping it and making him drop his weapon.
"AARRGGHHH!"
Thanh again retreated, breathing hard. His eye and face repaired itself, while his elbow returned to its previous state. Thanh snarled, bloodlust in his eyes.
"I WILL USE YOUR HEAD AS A CHAMBER POT!" He shrieked, lunging with his claws and sharp teeth. Knowall again dodged out of the way and slammed the people's elbow into the back of his neck, ramming him into the pavement so hard it shattered like glass.
"And of course, keep in mind other weakpoints you can exploit," Knowall went on. He grabbed Thanh's tail and held it out of the way as he stomped on Thanh's left thigh, "breaking the femur is almost always a death sentence to an enemy."
"GYAAHHHH!"
Thanh rolled and slashed at Knowall again. The doctor nimbly jumped out of the way, as Thanh staggered back to his feet. He was panting hard, his femur healing quickly. He snarled in rage at Knowall.
"I'LL EAT YOUR ENTRAILS! YOU CAN'T BEAT ME! I AM IMMORTAL! I AM-!"
His Aura flared around him... And then shattered. Thanh fell to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, his body twitching sporadically. Thanh gaped in disbelief at Knowall, as did the rest of the White Fang and the students.
"Wha... Whab dib you... Whab...?"
"Funny thing about automatic Semblances," Knowall said almost cheerfully, "If you don't have good Aura control, they'll just keep operating and draining away your energy. In your case, it's to regenerate from damage. So while I hit you, I inflicted a few... Shall we say... Status effects?"
Thanh's eyes bugged out in horror. He began to cough up blood as Knowall continued.
"Kidney disease here, lymphatic function disorder there... Your Semblance kept curing it all! But that all drains Aura." He paused. "Especially the amyotrophic lateral sclerosis I gave you from the start."
"A what?" Blake gasped, having gotten Jaune over to teams RWBY and JNPR (with Sun too, though he was still out). Jaune's eyes widened.
"It-It's a progressive neurological disease," he explains, "It destroys the nerve cells in the brain and nervous system..."
Thanh swung an arm desperately at his troops, drooling helplessly.
"KILL! KILV HIB!"
The White Fang stared at their leader, and then at the doctor. Knowall smiled unpleasantly.
"You have two options," Knowall stated coldly, "Surrender and turn yourselves in... Or you can join 'the Immortal' in the hospital ward of the local prison for the rest of your lives. You have ten seconds."
It only took a second for the terrorists to begin throwing down their weapons and putting up their hands. Knowall nodded in satisfaction.
"Wise decision."
- - -
Yes, Knowall did hit Thanh with the same disease that Doctor Stephen Hawking had.
The police came and took in all the criminals. Roman Torchwick had managed to escape despite Penny Polendinia doing her best. Knowall couldn't fault her for that, he supposed-She wasn't nearly as powerful as she had been in his timeline now... And even she had fallen to Salem. Even she had...
He did his best to not think about that. He stared out at the Azur Bay, leaning against a cargo crate and smoking a cigarette. He'd given his testimony to the police and now he and his students were waiting for a Bullhead to arrive.
Sun Wukong had suffered some injuries, but nothing Knowall couldn't fix up. He was resting some distance away, while the rest of Team JNPR watched over him with Penny. The orangette was excitedly talking to Nora, both energetic girls happy to converse. Pyrrha was talking softly with his younger counterpart, while Ren looked over Sun.
Team RWBY was some distance away, talking things out. Blake looked back at Jaune every so often, as though to reassure herself he was all right, before she turned back to her teammates. It seemed to be going well, for the most part.
He hoped he could avoid any further interaction before the Bullhead showed up...
"Doctor Knowall?"
A hope that was dashed. He looked over at Ruby Rose, standing there nervously. The doctor nodded.
"Yes?"
"Um... Are we in trouble for our little, uh... Fight?" She asked with a wince. "Is Blake in trouble for running off?"
Knowall sighed. He stared at her. He had never met her himself, but Yang had told him all about her little sister. How brave she was. How energetic.
He had seen her once. They called her the Silver Eyed Demon-A woman wrapped in ragged red and black robes with a scythe, fighting the Grimm everywhere. Unleashing the power of her eyes, and then running off to try and help others. In a world gone mad, she was a symbol of hope.
Knowall had seen those eyes in action once, the day after Yang was killed. The woman had appeared at the ruins of the church he'd been staying in. Where he'd buried Yang.
She'd stared at him with those eyes. He'd stared back.
They were silver like the moon, beautiful... And so empty. Like even the effort of trying to muster an emotion was too much.
Then she was gone, like a specter. He had never seen her again.
He stared at this young woman with the silver eyes. Ruby fidgeted.
"Doctor?"
"I can't promise you won't get detention for this. However..." He smiled gently. He reached out to rest a hand on her shoulder.
"You did the right thing," he said. Ruby blushed and nodded happily.
"Thanks! Also uh... Thanks for saving Jaune. And Blake."
Knowall shrugged.
"It's my job," he said.
"Also," Ruby began, "I have a few questions to ask you about-"
The Bullheads arrived. Glynda Goodwitch stepped out of one, looking cross. Knowall smirked a bit.
"Maybe later," he said.
- - -
He kept silent and pretended he couldn't hear any of the students' requests on the trip there. He even turned off his hearing.
Mainly because Glynda was giving them all an earful, which helped him stay in the background.
However, when they touched down, she gave him a look that would brook no argument or slinking away. So with a slow nod, he followed her to her office, while Professor Port led the students off. The older man gave Knowall an encouraging look and thumbs up, while the students all looked mortified.
Save for his younger counterpart. He kept staring at him intently. Knowall tried to ignore it.
Glynda didn't speak on the trip to her office. She opened the door and motioned him in. He went in, scanning around the clean but warm interior with its bookshelves and pictures of past classes. Glynda closed the door behind them. He took another drag off his cigarette. She walked past him and sat on the couch. She stared up at him, her expression a bit warmer than before.
"Are you all right?" She asked him quietly.
Knowall let out a sigh, smoke filling the air around his head.
"I don't know," he admitted, "I managed to restrain myself from killing them. I could have done so. Very easily."
He stared at the wall.
"I've done it before," he admitted quietly.
Glynda sucked in a deep breath. She crossed her legs as she stared intently at him.
"We can't have you running off and doing things on your own, Jaune," she said, "I know you survived that way, but you can't just head out alone. You could have at least alerted the rest of the staff about the situation."
"I did, when it was resolved," Knowall stated firmly.
"You know that's not how we do things-" Glynda tried, but Knowall glared. He pulled his cigarette out.
"Yeah, and if you did things like that in the old timeline, guess what? They didn't fucking work," he snarled. "I'm living proof it didn't work!"
Glynda remained unperturbed. Knowall took a few deep breaths, and a few more drags. He bowed his head for a moment, before looking back into Glynda's eyes.
"Sorry," he said quietly. Glynda nodded.
"I understand," she said in a soft tone. "Listen: Ozpin believes you. He believes everything you told us. So do I. I appreciate you have operated on your own for a long time and it was the only way you could survive. You're right: We clearly didn't do a good job back then. Which is why we need you to work with us. None of us can handle this war all on our own."
She stared into his eyes.
"Which means we need to be able to trust each other," she said, "We need to better understand one another."
Knowall stared back at her. Glynda held his gaze evenly.
"Which means," she said, "We need to talk. We need to bond more. So that we can trust one another. Because if you keep going off on your own without even informing us of the situation? We won't be able to trust one another. Which could potentially lead to disaster."
Knowall continued to stare. He took another drag off his cigarette.
"... I'm not really the touchy feely, spill my guts kind of guy."
"Neither am I," Glynda said, "But we need to start somewhere, don't we? You can talk to me about anything you want. You can ask me any question you want and I'll answer... Within reason. Same for you. We do this at least once a week. We can do it more often if you need to. We schedule it and stick to it. Would that be acceptable?"
Knowall sighed.
"And if I don't?"
"Then Ozpin will press the matter," Glynda said gently. "I feel that by making the offer myself, you'll feel less intimidated than if he was pushing it. I know he will push it. If I tell him I have the matter in hand, it will be less difficult for all of us."
Knowall stared at her.
"Why go that far?" He asked.
Glynda shrugged.
"Because it's the right thing to do," she said simply, "Do I need another reason?"
Knowall sighed.
"... Guess not," he admitted.
He walked over to the couch. He sat down on it next to her. He stared out into nothing, still smoking. He then looked over at her.
"Do you mind if I-?"
"I do," Glynda admitted, wrinkling her nose, "But if you need to? Go ahead."
Knowall smiled slightly.
"I appreciate the honesty," he said. He finished off the cigarette and held it out. Glynda used her Semblance to send it flying into the trashcan. He nodded and took a deep breath.
"I guess it started when I got caught by my parents trying to get on the train to Beacon..."
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