Hello everybody. Jack-of-Death58 here and this is my first story on Fanfiction. It is set in the world of the new Roosterteeth series called RWBY, This will be part of a series of other stories that I am in the process of making. I plan on trying to upfate this story as much as I can. Welp, that's about all I have to say so enjoy. All Comments and reviews are accepted.
Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY, it belongs to it's rightfull owner, Roosterteeth and Monty Oum.
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The Bloody Wolf
Chapter 1
"Hey, sunshine. It's time to wake up." A voice said. A figure lays in his bed, eyes opening from the amount of noise .
"Here's todays breakfast." Another voice said. A tray of food then dropped on the floor, making a loud clang noise. "Is he dead?" The first voice said. Before anyone could answer, the figure got out of the bed lazily. "Naw, just being a lazy ass." The second voice said. The figure sat where the tray had landed, fixed it up to the best of his abilities, then began eating.
"Look at you, once you were one powerful Huntsman in the world. Now, you're just a piece of prison trash. What do you have to say for yourself, Jack Greyson?" The first voice said. Turned out that both of the voices were guardsmen. They were tasked with making sure that a certain prisoner was watched at all times. This prisoner was once a Huntsman, a powerful one at that. His name was Jack Greyson, also known as the Grey Wolf. Jack had grey hair and yellow-orange eyes and 5 0' clock shadow. his clothes were a grey sleeveless undershirt and a pair of black sweatpants. He had been put in Orion maximum security prison after committing a heinous crime. He finished eating and went back to his bed.
"Does he do anything else besides sit there?" One of the guards asked.
"Naw. This is pretty much his whole day." The other guard said before both of them left the room. Jack smiled. He got up and began putting his plan into action.
()()()()() A few minutes later
The two guards were in the security room enjoying their lunch. "So, how long has that Greyson dude been here anyway?" One of the guards asked.
"He's been here for about three years so far. Apparently, he and his team were out on a mission when he suddenly killed one of his teammates and burned a whole town to the ground, some say there were little to no survivors." The other guard said. The first guard was speechless.
"Damn, so he's a cold-blooded psychopath." He said.
"Yup." The second guard said before he finished eating. Just then, an alarm activated. The two guards jumped out of their seats.
"What the hell is happening?!" The first guard said. The second guard began searching through the cameras. He skimmed through all of them until he got to a certain one.
"Oh Crap!" He said.
"What is it?" The first guard asked.
"You're gonna want to see this." He said. The first guard looked at the monitor and saw that Jack Greyson's cell was broken wide open.
"Shit!" He said before getting on the intercom.
"Attention all guards, Jack Greyson has escaped! Repeat, prisoner Jack Greyson has escaped! All sectors on high alert!" The guard said. He then turned around and opened a weapon locker, filled with Assault Rifles. They each grabbed one plus ammo and headed in the direction of Jacks cell.
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They entered the single cell room and saw the large hole where cell bars once were. They slowly walked into the room, aiming their rifles toward the large hole. "Alright, be careful, this guy could probably kill you without even trying. We just got to stick together and hope that-" Before he could finish the sentence, a crank sound was heard and every single light in the entire room shut off.
"Oh. Shit." The second guard said.
"Stay close man." The first guard said. A few steps could be heard in the darkness. "Where are you Jack? Stop hiding in the dark and fight us like a man." The first guard said.
"Who said I was hiding?" A voice was heard. All of a sudden, the first guard was hit in the side of the neck and fell to the ground. The second heard this and began to tremble. Hearing a small sound behind him, he turned around and started firing randomly. He then felt a presence behind him. He turned around and was met with a fist impacting his face, sending him flying. The lights were turned back on and the only one left standing was Jack Greyson. "Thanks for leaving the door open fellas." Jack said before leaving the room.
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In another part of the prison, a man sits at his desk giving orders from the intercom. "Send squads A through F to guard the main gate. All other squads defend other points of exit. I don't want that son of a bitch leaving this prison!" He said. His door was swung open.
"Sir, Jack Greyson has been spotted heading toward the armory. What do we do?" A guard said. The man got out of his chair and grabbed his grey trench coat. He then began walking out of his room. "Um, s-sir?" The guard stuttered.
"Just defend the exits. I'm going after him myself." The man said before closing the door behind him.
()()()()() A few minutes later
Jack Greyson "opened" the door to the armory and walked inside. "Alright, where are you?" Jack said. He turned around and noticed his weapon, a large grey and black claymore named "Lycanthrope". He walked toward it but was stopped when he heard clapping. He turned around and noticed a man wearing a grey trenchcoat.
"Congratulations Mr. Greyson. You have successfully reached the armory." The man said.
"Well, well. If it isn't Nero, the pain administrator. What brings the person who runs this prison here?" Jack asked, sarcastically.
"Don't play stupid with me Jack. You know why I'm here." Nero said. Jack frowned.
"Yeah." He said before lunging at Nero and punching him square in the face. Nero staggered slightly before laughing.
"And people say you were powerful." Nero said before doing the same thing but kicking Jack in the chest, sending him flying into a weapon locker. Jack coughed before looking behind him. He saw that he had been flung straight into the locker that held his claymore. The lock had broken apart, allowing Jack to grab his weapon. "Oh crap." Nero said. Jack reached in and grabbed the handle.
"Alright asshole, you want to play? Fine lets play!" Jack said before smashing the blade in the ground, creating a small shockwave. Nero dodged it but was immediately met with a flurry of slashes and punches from Jack. Before Jack dealt the final strike, Nero lifted his hands up, blocking the attack but was sent flying into the farthest wall. The wall began to collapse, making a new exit. Jack walked toward the hole and immediately picked up Nero by his neck. He smiled. "Hey, Nero. Did I ever tell you that you have a nice trenchcoat?" Jack said before dropping Nero down on the ground.
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Jack walked through the hole in the wall, sporting a new grey trenchcoat, shirt, pants, shoes, and fingerless gloves. "Well, now that I'm out of that place, I think it's time I visit an old friend." Jack said before walking to the nearest town.
()()()()() End of Chapter One
Well, that ends the first chapter of "The Bloody Wolf." Let me know what you think about. If you have any Advice, please feel free to leave a comment.
Jack-of-Death