RWBY: To Turn A Villain
Prologue:
Remnant, The Kingdom of Vale (Kingdom of Fall), 2046 January 4th
"Cinderrrrr…" The emitter of the voice slumped backwards leaving a blood stained handprint on her master's face. The hand print was adjacent to the steady stream of blood infused tears running down the raven haired woman's face and landing on her mint haired friend's now dead body. The emotions in the fiery woman's eyes were imminent as she held the only other living, now dead, human in her arms. The crimson red sky was identical to the iris of her glowing eyes and the pure black clouds matched the sclera of her eye. The blood pool forming on her friend's chest grew larger with every drop.
The only thing she could ask herself was; How could I have been such a fool? She hugged her friend tight as she started convulsing in large, choking, sobs, not caring what manner of Grimm heard her. The empire she so desperately wanted had fallen apart, her control over the Grimm had ceased and they had torn through all of the cities they could find, killing every living thing in sight, human or not, and finally, as if coordinated, launched a full scale assault on the capital city of her empire. The Kingdom of Vale, which she had renamed to the Kingdom of Fall, was not the only kingdom to have been conquered by the Grimm. Atlas, Mistral and Vacuo had all fallen months prior and she could only have herself to blame.
Suddenly she looked up to see a Goliath standing before her, it's soulless orange eyes staring into her own, as if judging her for all she had done. That's right she thought. I'm no better, even worse, than the monsters I once tried to tame. For the first time in months, Cinder had felt a feeling that was shoved down into the deepest, darkest parts of her subconscious; fear. She felt afraid of the monster in front of her, She felt afraid of the people she would have to confront when she too joined them in whatever afterlife they were currently in, but most of all, she was afraid of who she had become. The people she had to trample on to get where she was today, the guilt and shame she should have felt when committing the acts came all upon her at once, washing over her as if her body was trying to make the Grimm even more attracted to her. It worked too. The Goliath in front of her had eyes the size of dinner plates which had an insatiable lust in them, the lust for blood. Cinder's blood. As the mammoth like creature raised its massive foot to crush her, the fear in her Red and Black eyes grew stronger and she screamed. She wished she hadn't been such a fool, she wished that she hadn't pushed him away, she wished someone would save her. Through her bloodcurdling screams, she heard a voice she had come to know all too well.
"I warned you, Cinder Fall."
Earth, South America, Texas, 2065, January 4th
The Badlands of Texas were more or less dust, dead plants and home to some less than hospitable people. Ever since Texas had drained all of its oil resources and oil had become one of the most precious resources on the planet, all normal citizens and large companies had left, leaving it completely barren. That was until the 'first wave', as they had called themselves decided to make it their personal playground. The first wave consisted of the grittiest, ugliest and all around worst of all demons in hell. Using arcane magic, which man had still been unable to identify the properties of, they brought back hollow corpses, created illusions to lure travellers in, and performed outrageous spells ranging from fire, ice and even lightning manipulation to kill them. These beings were dangerous and were seemingly unaffected by any sort of military advances and weaponry.
That's why people like Sparro McGraw existed.
I was walking down the street when out the corner of my eye I saw a pretty little thing approaching me,
The man who didn't look a day over 18 was driving on one of the old abandoned roads leading to an abandoned oil rig. As he listened to the music playing on his stereo he noticed someone on the road. She appeared to be a young girl who looked around 21 and she had the body of a supermodel.
She said, "I never seen a man who looked so all alone, Oh could you use a little company?
She waved him down and he stopped the van, her face a bundle of emotions; anger, fear and sadness. He stepped out of the car and she ran up to him.
And if you pay the right price your evening will be nice and you can go and send me on my way."
"Please! You have to help me!" She said between sobs. "My father was taken by those creatures!"
Sparro rubbed his chin as if in thought, His black coat swaying in the late afternoon breeze. He adjusted the black aviators on his face and looked at the girl. "You know, I'm impressed."
She just looked at him puzzled.
"I'm surprised they had drama school in Hell."
I said, "You're such a sweet young thing, why you do this to yourself?" She looked at me and this is what she said
Suddenly the façade dropped to reveal a demon, a female one if the curves gave anything away. Her scaly, scarlet skin contrasted with the light blue hair all demons had. The clawed hands she had instantly went to get the male's throat. An inhuman screech was emitted from the massive jaws of the creature who appeared to have the teeth of a sabre tooth tiger.
Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked, Money don't grow on trees.
"Too slow." Before she got within three feet of the man, she had a revolver pointed straight at her head. "And before you ask, yes, these are silver rounds."
A loud crack was heard as the shriek became even more inhuman than before.
I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed and ain't nothing in this world for free.
The body turned to dust and was instantly blown away by the wind, All that was left was a silver coin. That one was just a straggler. Sparro thought as he put the coin in a pouch on his belt. He looked up to the abandoned mining facility. His black button up shirt was three buttons down, revealing a tattoo in the shape of a pentagram which glowed lightly in a purple hue as he neared the building. This is the place.
No I can't slow down, I can't hold back, though you know I wish I could
As he walked closer to the building he could see the multitude of the reanimated corpses starting to come out at the sound of the gunshot. He pulled off his coat which fell down to his brown trousers. Doing this revealed a completely metal arm with the same pentagram painted on it.
No there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.
He pulled the keys out of his van, stopping the radio. He placed them in his trouser pocket and pulled a round sphere with a cross on it. The pin that was once in it was pulled out and the grenade started cooking. He tossed it into the pack and after a second or two, the grenade exploded in a burst of white hot fire and some kind of boiling hot water. Anything caught in the explosion was instantly disintegrated, leaving nothing behind, anything caught in the water was turned to dust like the demon from earlier, dropping smaller silver coins. He pulled a military grade assault rifle off of a harness wrapped around his torso. And started shooting whatever remained through the reflex sight on the gun. The XR-2 rifle sent out 3 shot bursts of the silver bullets, the first two weakening and the last one finishing whatever manner of undead they hit. Soon there was none left and he decided to venture inside the building to see if he could find the leaders of the undead. If that straggler was the leader then that would make the mission boring.
As he stalked through the building, he found the occasional zombie which he took care of with the silver infused combat axes he had attached to his belt. Once he had made sure he got every zombie he could find in the building, he approached the door to the outside, seemingly disappointed at the lack of any demons. He started picking up the coins he had left outside from the hoard when he saw the tiny laser dot on the ground. He instantly looked up to see his iron sights sniper rifle floating in mid-air. He laughed slightly as a demon appeared on top of his van. "Don't move Demon Hunter."
"Alright, I'll humour you." He put his hands up in the air but he still had a grin on his face. The red dot moved up to his face, resting on his forehead. The wind seemed to pick up a little bit and the Stetson he was wearing flew off. He went to reach for it but then he heard the demon ready the rifle. He grumbled as the wind tossed his medium length blonde hair around. "That was my favourite hat."
"You killed my wife." The demon said pointing to the spot where a bit of dust remained.
"It's all part of the job. Don't forgot the hundred or so dead travellers that you killed. I re-killed them for you." He said pointing to the now empty building.
"My wife is now dead. You murdered her." He said slightly sagging. He looked the exact same as the other demon but with a less curvy body and a set of bat like wings.
"And you've murdered my interest in this conversation." Suddenly the hunter's metallic arm shot out his hand and it latched onto the sniper rifle. The demon only just registered the action before the gun was wrenched from his grip. He then tried to fly off but he'd just delivered the Hunter his best long shot weapon. As the demon turned around to see if he had gotten away, he saw the bullet 1 metre from his face and everything seemed to go in slow motion as the bullet penetrated his skull. He didn't even have time to scream as he died instantly. This one dropped 5 silver coins. Sparro smiled as he finished picking up the coins and drove off.
"Yep. It's all part of the job." He smiled while thinking of the pay he was to get.
It's not often a hunter gets contacted by the military but Sparro was one of the few that they would contact if they need a job done. He went to the location that his employers had asked him to meet, a local car recharge station near the border of the Badlands. The shortage of oil worldwide meant that vehicles and transport had to find new fuel sources, one of which being electricity. He parked his van on one of the recharge stations which would recharge the van's engine. He double checked that everything was locked before moving into the convenience store. Only the most stupid of people would attack a vehicle with a Demon Hunter's mark on it. As he walked into the convenience store he pulled out a bottle of Coca-Cola from the fridge and moved his way to the packaged food stands. He pulled a cylinder of sour cream Pringles and a bag of Cheetos Puffs off and came face to face with someone with a cloak on.
"I'm going to recommend taking the cloak off before you get yelled at by the clerk." He said motioning to the cashier who was the giving the cloaked one the stink eye. They obliged by lifting the hood off to reveal the face of a young woman, probably a couple years older than himself. After studying her and not recognizing her as anyone the army had every sent to him, he deduced that she must have seen him get out of his van and needed a job done. "Well then miss. How can I help you? Demons? Undead? Jackass ex you want offed?"
"I want you to save a world." She said completely straight faced. He looked at her to see if she was joking. Her deep purple eyes matched her cascading violet locks and her lips were set in a stern neutral expression. Sparro looked like he wanted to laugh but the look in her eyes dared him too so he stayed quiet. However that didn't stop him from being snarky.
"Ma'am, that's the craziest bullshit I've heard. And I hunt demons and off people for a living." He said matter of fact like. "Now go take your talk of becoming a saviour somewhere else-"
"One Hundred Thousand." She looked at him like she knew exactly how he would react and how much he wanted the money. And he wanted it a lot.
"Excuse me?"
"If you help me, you get $100000." She said in a 'take it or leave it voice'. He looked at her with wide eyes filled with disbelief.
"You're joking… right?"
"My world is in danger and the way it is currently going it's not going to be much of a world left." She motioned out the window to show him three others outside in matching cloaks near his van. "My sisters and I will take you there."
Well, screw the military and their $1000. Being rich, here I come! That is if I'm not being bullshitted. With a quick look at her, he went and paid for his food and his recharge. He walked to the door of the station and motioned for her to follow him. As they reached the car the three other girls followed them and took off their hoods. One had teal hair in a pixie cut with sky blue eyes and looked to be in her 30's, another had fiery red hair in a braid, eyes that matched and looked to be a few years older than the purple haired girl, the last had tanned skin, chocolate brown eyes and hair which fell to her shoulders. She also had some nasty scaring on her face and kept her left eye closed. She looked to be the oldest of the bunch and seemed close to 40.
"All right then, where are we headed?" He said while unlocking the back of the van. "3 in the back, one with me in the front."
The purple haired one moved to the front of the car, sitting in the passenger seat and the other 3 tried to make room on the seats by moving various weapons, ammo and other assorted things around. Once everyone was seated and the purple haired girl told him to drive further down into demon country, they were off.
"So… where exactly are we headed?" He asked slightly curious as to the location he was taking these women.
"Just drive for a couple more minutes. I just want to make sure no one is watching us." The purple haired one said. He nodded slowly.
"Right, what's your names?"
"I'm Tea Heart." The blue haired one said. Her hair reminded him of a clear blue spring sky.
"Feris Volkner, don't forget it." She red head said. Her very demeanor seemed scorching like the summer heat.
"I'm Amber Autumn." Her last name was correctly given as her tan skin and hair colour reminded him of Autumn leaves.
"And I am Violet Krystal." The edge in her voice ever since he had first heard it was ice cold like the winter breeze.
"And I'm assuming you knew already but I'm Sparro McGraw." He said putting the sun glasses he had on his head on the dashboard. "We far enough?"
"Yes. Keep driving and let us do our thing." Violet stated and all of the girls nodded. A red glow started emitting from the back of the car and he turned to see Feris with a ball of fire in her hands. He almost panicked and was about to yell at her when the autumn girl started doing the same thing except with a ball of lightning. The bluenette followed by making a ball of what appeared to be wind. Finally Violet followed with a small cloud that a snowflake came out of every so often. He was almost mesmerized by the sight but kept driving and let them do their thing, whatever that may have been.
Suddenly the balls turn into pure white light which near blinded Sparro until he put on his aviators. Even then he was blinded as the car was enveloped in a massive ball of white light.
A/N: Hey , I live! Jeez I've been gone for ages. However I thought it would be time for my triumphant return with hope that I will actually finish a story.
The idea for this fiction was, what if Cinder wins? Would all hell break loose? Would she build an empire on top of the rubble? What is her goals? Luckily the episode Beginning of the End brought this story to fruition.
Now, as for Sparro, I'm deleting every story he's ever been in (apart from my Smash Hotel spin off series.) and completely re-writing his back story. All of my other stories with him will be erased and leave him as a clean slate.
I had to make improvised maidens so I hope you like them. Yes they will appear in this story but I may go back and change them if and when Rooster teeth give us the other 3.
Edit: Holy Crap, I posted this just before I went to sleep and woke up to 3 follows and 2 favorites! You guys have pretty much solidified the continuation of this story.