This OC I've designed has been in my mind for a good while now. I tried to put him into a team, and the story had no definite story. I tried it again, and that story failed before it was even posted. But now that there is a plan, and I have a more developed OC that's made from multiple sources, I am sending in the young captain alone.
Anyways, there are many reasons for someone to be a huntsman. One wants to be a huntress, like her mother and the hundreds of others from stories and legends. The second wants to be a huntsman, to truly live up to his family name and be the hero he knows he can be. As for the third, however, let's just say he was desperate, because he wasn't given a choice about anything he was told. That was, until he left for a brighter life.
This is the story of a new trainee at Beacon Academy, whose background and history may remind you of a certain cyborg ninja, and whose skillset and attitude may make you think of a particular super soldier, or a black swordsman. And our story starts off, about 5 years before the time of RWBY...
Chapter 1: The Stains of Time
It was nighttime, and the shattered moon orbits overhead, sending as much light from the sun to the planet as it could, like always. The sky roared with thunder, and the moonlight was dulled with thick storm clouds. The forest below was under heavy rain, and a lone teen in a blue overcoat stood with a metal bracer on his left arm. Soldiers of similar age had their guns ready, but not aimed at him. They looked concerned, or confused, that this boy appeared before them. Actually, they seem surprised, that their own leader appeared before them.
-soldier: "C-captain, is that you?"
Wash away the anger
-teenager: "..."
Here I stand beneath
The warm and soothing rain
The droplets falling
Gently down on the terrain
Wash away the sorrow
All the stains of time
But there's no memory
It's only dry inside
-soldier: "W-we thought those beasts might've gotten you."
In the mud and sinking deeper
-teenager: "...which beasts?"
Into a peaceful life
-soldier: "The Faunus, of course!"
And it will come
Like a flood of pain
Pouring down on me
And it will not let up
Until the end is here
And it will come
Through the darkest day
In my final hour
And it will never rest
Until the clouds are clear
Until it finds my dreams have disappeared
-soldier: "Captain, come with us! The general-!"
-teenager: "I've had enough of his segregation!"
Que:[The Stains of Time- MGR: Revengeance]
A blue energy shield expanded from the teen's bracer as he ran forward for action. Dust guns were fired, but ping as they bounce off of solidified energy. More guns went off, but missed and hit rock and trees. Punches and kicks connected, and more young soldiers fell into the mud. More guns are fired, to no avail.
The strength and skill made the soldiers know that this boy in blue and grey they called a comrade had the potential to be a huntsman himself, and that he's beating their faces and driving their butts into the mud with it. But others knew him before, and realized that he has become more powerful than last time. Less than a single squad remains as the young warrior continues to fell them. One tried to draw his shotgun and shoot the teen in the back, but a sniper rifle sounded in the distance, and that soldier took one to the shoulder and was sent sprawling on the ground.
The teen stopped as he heard the sniper go off and let the ones he knocked down try and stand up. At least, the ones that were still conscious.
"I've learned that we must know our targets before thinking about attacking." the teen said to them. "I know that you guys aren't malicious, just misguided. Which is why I didn't kill anyone."
The men continued to stand back up as the teen's energy shield dissipated from his arm.
"Consider this my resignation, men." he continues. "I know I can't do what's right with his hand on me."
The soldiers nod as they retreat to the extraction point, through the forest and in another clearing. The teen sighs as he turns the other way and walks into the forest, where a pale-blue haired cat faunus awaits. Unfortunately for them both, he won't be there for long.
Not a bad start, huh? Well, I promise that this will be better than that "Ninjas of Love" thing I did earlier.