Chapter 1: Remnants
A/N This is my first ever soiree into the art of fan fiction. It will mainly be focused on a new character and team RWBY with hints of JNPR and CRDL. I will say this though, it will take some time to get going, I tend to spend a lot of time on the descriptive side of things, but when it gets going the going gets good :)
As always this is my first story so a review and some constructive criticism would be appreciated.
But for now enjoy :)
The moon shone brightly in the dark and cloudless sky. A cool, crisp breeze blew through the trees and brushed against a lone figure's skin as he stood and stared at the broken orb that hung like a shattered pendant in the sky. He reflected on the events the orb would have bore witness to.
The world before man, dark, cruel, yet he imagined beautiful landscapes, untouched by the constructions of man. The creatures of Grimm were free, unabated in their actions. Terrifying, yet magnificent.
Man's birth into this world, their brief existence threatened by the darkness surrounding them, their light all but extinguished if it hadn't been for man's resourcefulness, strength and courage. With a natural resource they were able to wield nature's elements in their hands. Fire, ice and lightning, with it they forged a light amidst the darkness.
This element was aptly named, Dust.
From this newly forged light man created Civilization, technology, war, peace but most importantly, life. The world of Remnant lit bright by the expansive nations and cities that man forged in the darkness' absence.
However, light cannot shine without shadows, and amongst shadows lurked the most dangerous and heartless creatures to ever grace the planet's many continents.
One such continent was Vytal, which held the kingdom of Vale, and it was here amongst the trees of Forever Fall that the lone stranger stood. He was perched on a branch, high in the trees. He continued to stare at the orb. Contemplating the history of all the moons light touched. However the sound of cracking twigs snapped him back to reality, his prey was here.
The figure crouched low on the branch and watched his prey draw closer; his target was an Ursa Major. The creature was on all fours sniffing the ground and slowly advancing toward the lone figure's position. The Ursa was a large bear-like creature with black fur and bony spikes protruding from its back and arms as well as bone like armour covering most of its body, its face was also covered with a white bonelike mask that was covered in red detailing. Even amongst the darkness the lone figure could see the bright red glow of the Ursa's eyes.
'Just a few more steps.' the lone figure thought. He peered down at the ground below him; he could barely make out the faint glow of a stasis glyph marking the floor. The Ursa continued to advance, and the figure prepared to strike. Standing tall on the branch, he reached behind his back and unsheathed two large, slightly curved blades.
The Ursa drew closer and the figure switched his grip on his weapons, now he held the grips with the blades pointing towards the ground. This slight movement alerted the Ursa to his presence in the trees, but it was too late. The Ursa rose to its two hind legs and roared as it simultaneously took an extra couple of steps forward. The figure smiled knowingly as the Ursa took one last step with its right leg, and a bright blue flash illuminated the night sky as the stasis glyph was triggered. The Ursa continued to roar but other than that it was completely paralyzed; seizing his moment the figure took one step forward and let gravity lead him to his prey.
He landed on the Ursa with a thud as his two blades sank deep into its shoulders, the Ursa let out a howling scream of agony but the stasis glyph held him in place. Adjusting his position the figure got a foothold by using the protruding spikes from the Ursa's body. He removed his blades from the Ursa's shoulders, crossed his blades like a pair of scissors and placed them either side of the Ursa's neck. With the deftest of movements he 'closed' the scissors, the howling came to a sudden halt as the blades cut effortlessly though the creatures neck and its head rolled off backwards. The figure sprung backwards off of the Ursa and landed with all the poise and noise of a cat, just as the stasis glyph was beginning to give way.
Turning away, the figure began to leave the forest and headed back to civilization. He heard the unmistakable sound of the creature's body slumping to the ground just as a barely audible noise came from his arm. Sheathing his weapons on his back he rolled up his sleeve and his scroll opened upwards to display a new message:
Mr Cross
A small reminder, the assembly begins at 10:00 AM.
A room is still available for you here, should you require it.
We look forward to seeing you soon.
Miss Glynda Goodwitch
The figure stared at the message,
"Humph, this is the third message today. Guess they really don't want me to be late." He spoke softly to the wind. He looked at the time displayed on his scroll, 11:34 PM. "A message at this time? How do they know I haven't found somewhere else to sleep?" He pondered for a moment; it was rare for people like him to pass up a free bed, it would be even rarer for someone like him to be asleep at this time, too busy hunting or keeping innocents from harm. He stopped and stared back into the forest, the Ursa Major was wandering too close to the city. He chose to eliminate it before it had the chance to do any damage.
He stared back at the message, maybe it was best to call it a night. Who knows how taxing tomorrow might be. Closing his scroll he set off at a slight jog, in the direction of Beacon High.
Aaaaand there you have it, my first ever chapter. I'll try and update this as often as I can. I'm writing this story mainly for myself and my friends but I decided to put it here for others to enjoy :)
Also sorry for the lack of action and romance, as I said it will take a while to get going, the first few chapters will be building blocks and then the good stuff will come.
Anyway, I'll be going now, have a good life! :)