Author's Note:

This is my first posted Fanfic, also this is all AU characters in the same kind of universe, i.e. hunters, Grimm and White Fang all exist but they may be completely different characters.

Please Rate and Review, especially review, it helps me think.

The next two chapters have already been written so they're kind of set in stone.

Chapter 1: The Thief

It was a dark night in the office. The neon lights from the city of Vale illuminated the streets. A hot coffee rested on a wooden coaster. The steam billowing in the wind, there was only one light being illuminated in the police office from my desk. It was a nice polished wooden desk with a dark red colour to it. On it rested a picture of my wife, Summer Rose; she had a pale complexion and was wearing a white cloak. The inside was coloured red and she was wearing a white dress. In the picture she closed her eyes smiling and tilted her head giving me a cheesy grin.

I picked up the picture and smiled, remembering the memories that we had together. We met once when the White Fang was planning an attack on Vale. I was one of the cops that was in charge of the defense, we'd met covering each other on the field. I had my revolver in hand and she had a giant white and black scythe. Later we began to work rather closely, and eventually went on a date. Summer was a cute person; her laugh was soothing whenever I tried to pull a small joke. We both had a particular interest in music, and movies.

We got married and soon had little Ruby, which she insisted that she have her maiden name. God, those were the happiest days of my life. It was so care free and with little Ruby we were both happy and joyful. I sighed, remembering too darn well how she died. It was only a week after Ruby was born. It was snowing and we were protecting the city against the White Fang. We were bringing workers out of a Schnee dust factory. After I'd set down the remaining workers Summer came out covering our escape back to the other force members. After she checked that the coast was clear she turned to run to me. She was shot in the back as a White Fang member with dark red hair held up a pistol in the burning factory. The debris had fallen in and the member was locked in there seemingly. I turned around immediately as Summer fell forward; I fell down to my knees and held her.

She was coughing out blood as she was dying. "It'll be okay Andrew, take care of our little Ruby." She said, holding my face before she died.

I cried in anguish, I'd lost my one love in my life. She was the one that I could depend on in those bad situations. All I could remember was feeling pain as if a whole was ripped in side of me. But as I was crying I saw the red haired White Fang member run from the building from the side. In my rage I chased after him, as I was chasing him I was cursing. "YOU MOTHER F-ER! GET BACK HERE!" The bastard made it to the plane. I cursed to myself to always hate the White Fang. They were the criminals who stole Summer from me. I loved her with everything I had, but the hole was null.

I set the photo down and finished my coffee; it was very late around 10pm. I needed to get home and sleep as well as see my little Ruby. My usual baby sitter, as well as my sister in law, Yang Xiao Long is probably waiting for me to come home. So I closed up the file that I was examining and packed up my brief case for the night. Picking up my fedora and left the office heading down to my car.

I was about to get into my car when I heard someone whish by, a male was screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Give me back my wallet!" He screamed, panting.

He was running in a white dressed shirt and dark pants. He was drenched from the sweat he accumulated. He stopped in front of my car and looked at me, "Great a cop, that thieving Faunus took my damn wallet.

"Right, I get the idea. I'll be right back with it." I said tossing my items inside and going into a dead on sprint straight after the thief.

I began to chase her down the street. The thief made a hard left into an alleyway and began to climb up a ladder through the fire escape. I continued and made the hard left jumping onto the right wall. Once my feet landed on the wall I rebounded onto the stairs and ascended them. I reached the roof top as she was beginning to make her jump over onto the next roof.

"God damn it, get back here!" I yelled chasing after here.

We proceeded to run across the roof tops, the wind whished past as I continued to chase after her, hopping across roof tops. Eventually we reached a corner street and the thief had nowhere to go. The person paused and looked around, thinking about jumping off onto the street. At this point I had jumped to go into a tackle. We rolled around until I was onto top as I attempted to subdue the thief, pulling out a pair of cuffs. The thief was thinking of what to do as I struggled to restrain the thief.

Then I noticed, "Wait, you're a girl?" I said shocked a bit. The thief had dark flowing hair, yellow eyes and a white complexion. She was wearing a black outfit with a white blouse and dark skinny pants, her dark cat ears twitched. I shook my head and focused, "Doesn't matter, you're coming with-," I began as I was stopped with her lips kissing mine. My eyes widened, shocked at what happened and I didn't notice when she slipped something into my back pocket. When I was dazed she noticed the opportunity and disabled me with a neck pinch making me fall unconscious.

My brain shook itself awake I realized what had just happened. "Damn it," I cursed to myself for letting her get away. I walked back to the station and explained to the man that the girl escaped and that we'll be putting out a notice to find the person.

"Fine," he said scowling turning around.

I got into my car and drove home; it was a rather peaceful drive as I pulled into my driveway. It was a rather small house with two floors and three bedrooms. The driveway housed a garage with a triangular roof jutting out of the house. I pulled in, and didn't bother to park the car properly in the garage. I began to walk into the house and saw Yang's motorcycle on the driveway. It was a racing styled motorcycle with a yellow coloured theme to it. It was quite shiny and well-polished, Yang made it so and would become furious if anyone scratched it even the tiniest bit.

I walked into my house and across into the kitchen, little 7 year-old Ruby was sitting on the couch watching a movie with Yang. Yang noticed me and got up, Ruby turned over and I could see her small round face smile. She had dark hair like me and had Red streaks, her hair was cut short, something she absolutely adored.

"It reminds me of mommy," She told me once. She was wearing pink pyjamas with a teddy bear on the front. She was quite short for her age only being about a little less than a meter. She immediately bounced up from the couch and ran to hug me. I dropped my brief case on the ground and picked her up. We hugged and Ruby said smiling, "Hi Daddy! How was work?"

"Oh the same old thing," I said putting her on the ground. "So how was school?"

"It was great! I made a painting today!" Ruby chirped, as she began to pull me into the room.

The room was rather neat and in the center was a large T.V. with a lot of devices plugged into it, from DVD players to VCR's to Video Game Consoles. A brown square coffee table lied in front of the T.V. with the couch behind it. The coffee table had two cups on it; one was a pink and white rainbow polka dot cup, which was Ruby's and also her favourite cup. The other was a regular black cup. The couch was a black coloured couch with an oak wood frame. Farther down the dining table was there, it was also black and wooden.

Yang had turned off the T.V. as Ruby led me past her to the Coffee Table.

"Hey there brother," Yang said giving me a crushing bear hug.

"Hey there Sis, sorry for being late," I apologized.

"Hey, no problem, it just means I can be with my little angel of a niece for a bit longer."

"Thanks for coming by, it's a big help." Ruby was waiting for me to look, "I'll be right there sweetie, I just need to say good bye to Auntie Yang."

I walked her out of the room and out the door. "See ya Sis."

"Bye Brother." She said walking out the door.

I headed back into the room and saw a large piece of paper that showed a beautiful close up of a Red Rose on it. It was coloured and shaded beautifully and really brought out the deep red colour of the rose. I sat down on the couch and picked up the painting, Ruby sat next to me and leaned on me.

"How's it look daddy?" she asked.

"It's amazing; it's beautiful, just like you." I said putting the painting down and hugging her.

She hugged back and I smiled, I was proud of her work. It really did look amazing, I thought as I hugged her. Little Ruby let go so I put her down on the couch, it was really late for her and she needed to go to sleep, she had school tomorrow.

"But now it's way past your bed time. Let's go upstairs, I'll tuck you in," I said petting her head.

"Okay Dad!" she replied enthusiastically.

I took her upstairs to her room and she crawled into bed and picked up her teddy from under the covers. Her room was coloured pink with a white shelf in the left corner and a small white work desk to the right of it. On the desk lied a small white analog clock with a teddy bear logo in the center of the circle. Against the wall was Ruby's small box, apparently she kept really important things from mom in the box.

I tucked her in the covers and kissed her head, then walked out the door. As I was about to leave Ruby asked, "Could you read me a bed time story?" I turned and walked back and crouched down, trying to get her to sleep.

"Sorry Ruby, but you need to sleep. You have school tomorrow and it's late." I said sternly.

She turned over and looked at me with her big silver eyes. "Please? Pretty please?" She said making a puppy face.

I tried to look away and stay on my statement but, I couldn't. She was just so cute; it might get her to sleep. I thought after being affected by her face.

"Okay, but after this you've got to go to sleep." I said lightly poking her small nose.

"Okay Daddy." She said lightly giggling.

I turned to look at the shelf behind me; on it were rows of Ruby's favourite books. All of them were alphabetically organized by genres that Ruby made up herself. She was a neat little girl keeping her room very tidy. She also kept me in order sometimes when I forget to put things where they belong.

"So what do you want to read?" I asked.

"The book about the huntress and the wolf," Ruby replied excitedly.

I knew immediately what she which book she was talking about, she asked for this one the most. I scanned for the book and found it in the center of the shelf. I slide the small book out carefully and brought a worn out wooden stool. This was our special story telling stool, I would always read to her on this stool, it sort of became a sentimental value in our home. I remember once when I tried to throw away the stool, little Ruby was only three.

I was about to step through the backdoor with the stool in hand, planning to dispose of the stool and get a newer one. It was falling about to fall to pieces, as several wooden chips were shown on the legs. It was being held loosely with two rusted screws. As I was walking out 3 year-old Ruby was looking up at me from the ground.

She pointed at the stool,"Whu is stuul go?"

"I'm going to put it in the garbage; we'll get a new one." I replied.

"Ruve wunts tu keep stuul!" She said grabbing onto my leg.

I thought for a moment, it must hold value to her. Summer would want me to fix it for her. I put down the stool, "Okay sweetie, we'll keep the stool."

"Yay!" she said bouncing up and down.

And so I spent that day fixing up the stool, sanding the wooden chips and replacing the nails.

I sat down on the stool and read to Ruby, she intently listened as I read to her. It was about how a little red hooded huntress found a small sick baby wolf. She had nursed it back to full health and found that the Wolf could talk like a person. The two quickly became friends and went on many exciting adventures. In the end it was winter and the huntress caught a very bad sickness. The wolf raced to get her to a hospital expending his life for her sake. It was actually a very sad story but Ruby didn't cry.

"Do you think that story was real daddy?" She asked looking into my eyes.

"I think it's very real Ruby, all stories come from real things." I said ruffling her short hair. She turned over and I bent over to kiss her forehead. "Goodnight Ruby." I continued getting up and slowly walking out.

I turned to turn off the light and to check if she was sleeping, she tilted her head to the left slept. I watched as she slept innocently for a minute before closing the door quietly behind me. I went to my room right next to Ruby's and changed into a t-shirt and shorts.

I lied in my bed thinking about what happened today. How could I be so distracted with the thief, I usually never was, this was the first time. Sure people in the female criminal's world have tried to distract with urges, but this is the first. What is bothering me about her? I felt something different from her, as if there was more to this than breaking the law. I turned over and looked at my jeans lying on the floor; I noticed a small slip of paper come out from the back pocket. I walked over and picked out the paper from the pocket, examining it. It was a simple small folded piece of paper and I opened it, I scanned the paper for anything else but all it said was: From Blake, sorry.

Great now I have a lead, but what did she mean by sorry, what is she sorry for? I lied back on the bed and turned restlessly. Most criminals have simple motives, usually greed. But she had something different; the look in her eyes when I almost caught her was a look of worry. I knew instinctively that she had a tragic past, but what was it?

I got up from the bed and went to my office desk. I spent almost all night writing motives but couldn't find any logical reason to her. Was she sexually assaulted, no her face didn't seem like it, besides why would a sexual assault victim be stealing a wallet? Did her parents leave her? Maybe that was why she stole the wallet; she needed the money to live. She might even have a sibling that she needs to take care of. She could've been forced to work for the White Fang. That would explain why she was stealing money and her concerned look, but why would she go after an average Joe? Argh! What is with that girl! I then noticed that there was a stack of papers that I used to come up with a motive.

I placed the pen down and took a deep breath, I relaxed. I need to sleep; I need to take Ruby to school tomorrow. So I crawled back into bed and closed my eyes, thoughts flowed through my head trying to come up with a solution.