Outcasts and Outlaws Chapter 1-

Arriving at Beacon.

Welcome to my first attempt at making RWBY Fanfiction. Feel free to leave constructive criticism. I'll be adding a lot of OC's in this so I'll give a quick description of the two in this chapter. Connor and Kane are two minds living in the same body. The reason why will be revealed as the story progresses, as well as a lot more info about their past. This chapter is kind of short because I want to see what people think of the story, and then I'll write up chapter 2. Anyway, to the story. Enjoy!

'We both know this is a bad idea'

Connor contemplated Kane's words as he looked out the airship window, down on to Beacon, which sat on the horizon.

He looked down at himself. His attire (Consisting of a white vest under an open, chequered red jacket, dark blue jeans and canvas shoes.) had been what he'd changed into after the heist, in order to stay hidden from the authorities.

'Shut up Kane, I know what I'm doing'

At least he hoped so. Hell, it didn't matter anyway. If something were to go wrong he'd just pack his bags and move on, just like all the other times.

'It'll matter when you kill someone.'

Connor hated this part of Kane. Not only would Kane be able to read his mind at will but he'd judge those thoughts too and constantly remind Connor what he was and why he could never stay in one place for too long.

Connor took a deep breath, made sure he wasn't going to get angry and then replied.

'You mean when you kill someone.'

After that remark, they both stay silent for a moment, and then Kane speaks again.

'Only if you lose control, and then it'll be your fault.'

Upon hearing that, Connor scowled and severed the connection. At least he had that on his side. If he doesn't like what Kane's saying then he can hang up at any time. He as in control.

He really hoped that he didn't lose that control because deep down he knew Kane was right. Losing control would mean the death of someone, and it would be Connor's fault.

Glynda Goodwitch stood on the other side of the airship, watching the teenager arguing with his so called 'spirit'. What was Ozpin thinking? This boy was obviously unhinged and dangerous. If there was even the slightest chance that this kid could end up killing another student…

Glynda strolled over to his side of the airship and stood beside him, staring out of the window just as he was. When it seemed that he had calmed down from his argument, she spoke to him.

'We should be arriving at Beacon shortly.'

Connor didn't respond. He simply continued to stare out of the window, thinking about the things Kane said.

'Are you alright?'

He was surprised that Goodwitch actually cared. He'd spent his whole life getting used to the fact that people didn't care about him at all, except for Mars, and now this woman who he'd only just met was showing concern for him.

'Kane's being an asshole.'

'When we land, Ozpin will show you to your room and you can rest until classes start tomorrow.' Goodwitch said, ignoring Connor's previous statement.

'Way to change the subject' Connor thought to himself. The female professor was obviously uncomfortable talking about Kane. He knew that the information Ozpin had given her wasn't enough to keep her from being scared of him.

Then he thought back to Mars again, the only person who had ever cared. Not even his own parents cared for him. Mars was the only one who saw Connor as a person. He quickly dismissed these memories. He'd done his mourning, going back into grief would only distract him and that would allow Kane to take control.

For the next half hour, Goodwitch and Connor stood by the window as the airship flew closer and closer to their destination, Beacon, and eventually landing. As they stepped out of the airship, Ozpin was waiting there just as Goodwitch had predicted.

'Welcome to Beacon Academy, Connor.' He announced.

'It's an honour to be here sir.' Connor replied, giving Ozpin the amount of respect Connor though he deserved.

Ozpin showed no indication that he enjoyed or detested this treatment, instead he turned to Goodwitch.

'Glynda, would you mind if I and Mr. Kodomo continued on our own? He asked. 'We have…private matters to discuss.

It was obvious to both Connor and Goodwitch that he wanted to speak about Kane, not something Connor ever looked forward to.

Goodwitch did not speak her reply, instead she courteously nodded and walked in the opposite direction to that in which Ozpin and Connor set off in.

'How was the flight?' Ozpin queried. Again, surprise as yet another person seemed to care about Connor's wellbeing. Perhaps this academy wouldn't be so bad after all.

Connor answered in a hushed tone, in case anyone was listening in. He'd recently made a decision to be careful of that, as he'd had too many slip ups to count running from the law.

'Kane's doubtful; he thinks I'll end up killing someone.'

Ozpin considered this for a moment and then posed another question.

'What do you think?'

'I'm in control.' Connor replied confidently.

Ozpin happily approved. 'Good, the last thing we need is another incident.'

The put a lot of emphasis on the word incident, as if the academy had already faced its fair share of problems.

By this point in the conversation, they had reached Connor's room. The door had been decorated with a bronze plate with the words 'Connor Komodo' engraved on it.

Ozpin stated 'This will be your room while you are staying with us, I'll leave you to it now. I'm sure you have things to prepare before classes start.

With that Ozpin walked away, leaving Connor to explore his room alone. As he put his hand on the doorknob however, he spotted movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned to his left to see a red haired in a red and black combat skirt sticking out of the door of his own room, obviously curious about her new neighbour. She stuck out a hand and waved at him, and to his own surprise, he smiled back at her. He thought this strange, as he would usually ignore acts of friendship such as that. Something about that girl made him so relaxed. So calm. The thoughts of Kane's doubts fled from his mind.

He quickly realised he had been staring for a little too long and went inside his new room. It was a simple set up, a bed a nightstand and a cupboard where all his belongings had been delivered prior to his arrival.

He slumped down on the bed and began to drift into a deep sleep, to dream of his future at Beacon. Just before he slipped into his slumber he heard Kane mutter something.

'You won't be able to control me for much longer with that attitude.'

End of chapter one.