Disclaimer: I don't own Ben 10 or RWBY that honor belongs to Man of Action, Cartoon Network and Roosterteeth respectively

A/N: I have had this idea in my head for a while and decided that I just had to wright a fanfiction about it so here I am. That really all I had to say so please enjoy

Chapter 1: Not Enough

Ben had spent the last year mastering his semblance, that was very unusual, there was almost never a need for one to train their semblance for more than a couple of months. However, most people didn't have Ben's semblance, he is able to transform into creatures that look like monsters that the superhero's fight in comics.

Unfortunately, the story of how Ben unlocked his semblance is a less than cheery one.

Ben was ten years old at the time, his lifelong dream was to become a Huntsman like his Grandpa Max. He and his family lived in a small village outside of the kingdoms, its name was Bellwood. During elementary school Ben was bullied almost every day by J.T and Cash the resident bullies. That didn't bother him as much as the fact that he was unable to do anything about it. "how can I be a Huntsman and protect the people if I can't even protect myself." Ben thought aloud to the empty room.

'No' he thought 'I need to prove to myself I can do this, that I have what it takes to be a Huntsman.' Ben got up off his bed and walked to his closet, opening the closet door he was greeted by a pile of miscellaneous items he had collected in his spare time, contrary to popular belief Ben wasn't stupid, or at least he wasn't very stupid. Anyway, Ben had learned the basics of weapon smithing from his Grandpa. "every Huntsman and aspirating Huntsmen need a weapon." he would say, and so he taught Ben the basics, as it turned out Ben was rather good at making weapons.

After a few more minuet's of searching he finally found what he was looking for, a black metal box with a protruding circle with a green hourglass like shape that reached from the top to the bottom of the otherwise black disk. Ben looked at the symbol, his family symbol, his Grandfather's symbol and now his symbol. He opened the box and peered inside, happy to see the items within where still there. The items inside where a pair of green gauntlets witch he quickly put on, they go from his wrist to the middle of his forearm, on each of them at the point closest to his wrist was his family's symbol, his symbol. (They look like the Ultimatrix from Alien Force and Ultimate Alien).

Ben then snuck out of the village and ventured into the forest that surrounded it. "That was easier than I expected" he whispered to himself. Then he saw it, a pack of beowolf's he touched the symbol on each gauntlet activating them, the green hourglass on each of the weapons began to glow faintly in the night, after a moment the gauntlets began to crackle with green electricity. 'this is going to be a piece of cake' Ben thought with a smirk now on his face. He leapt forward while also rearing back with his right arm, once he was almost on top of the Grimm, he swung with all his might. His fist connected with the beowolf causing the electricity to serge violently into the Grimm. 'one down four to go' he thought as the dead beowolf's body now violently twitches on the forest floor as it begins to disintegrate, his smirk growing wider as he dodges a slash from one of the beasts

Out of breath, covered in sweat, scratches littering his arms and torso, Ben stands victorious. Then he hears a sound emanating from behind him, as he turns around hoping it's not what he thinks it is, alas his instincts proved correct. There not ten feet away from him was a giant deathstalker, as it raised its tail to strike, Ben saw his life flash before his eyes. That's when a part of Ben's mind shouted 'NO, ITS NOT GOING TO END LIKE THIS.' With the last of his energy Ben flared his aura, that's when he felt something strange in his soul, like a switch had been flicked, instead of the cold sweat he now felt warm, looking down he saw the reason why what was once skin was now red-hot rocks and lava. Bringing his hand up he saw they were made of fire. Quickly remembering the situation, he was in, he looks up at what can only be described as a rather confused deathstalker.

He instinctively brought his hands forward palms open towards the Grimm, and to Ben's surprise a stream of flame shot forth, smashing against the carapace of the over-sized bug, turning its shell into a pressure cooker. The beast let out a final cry of agony before it collapsed with a lout THUD that echoed through the forest.

Ben now realizing he had accidentally caused a forest fire, he panicked running back to the village. Once he finally was able to see Bellwood through the trees, fire and smoke, he was speechless the whole town was on fire and surrounded by Grimm on all sides. Ben started to hyperventilate once he saw how many dead bodies where lying in pieces on the ground.

And so, Ben ran, he ran as fast as his new legs could go. After a few minuses of running Ben transformed back into himself

Two weeks later

After weeks of walking, fighting Grimm and barely sleeping Ben made it to Vale. His white tee-shirt was torn in many places, his pants where in slightly better condition having only been torn two or three time's. He was covered in dirt and grime, his empty stomach growling at him for not eating.

Ben walked aimlessly through Vale, that's when he saw a young deer faunus being beaten in an alley across the street. Ben had always hated racism and racists. Ben marched towards them with a scowl on his face, the group of racists noticed him and the largest one spoke "get out of here kid or you'll end up like this animal here." Ben scowled even harder if that was possible, then he spoke with malice in each word "leave the faunus alone and I won't beat you into the ground." The group laughed at Ben's statement, the largest of the group walked up to Ben and with a crooked smile spoke "yea? And how are you going to do that you little street rat" with that statement the meat-head pulled out a knife and pointed it at Ben.

"I'll make this real simple kid go back to whatever gutter you crawled out of or I..." his words where cut off as the young boy suddenly grew, the kid was now 6 feet tall and most surprisingly made of fire. Then the... 'kid?' Spoke in a deeper and slightly raspy voice "I told you to LEAVE!" As the fire demon shouted the group of racist assholes ran as fast and as far as they could.

Ben then turned around, transformed back and walked away.

Two year's latter

Ben had somehow made enough money to buy his way to an island off the coast of Vale, the name of the island was called patch. 'bask to sleeping in the park' Ben thought bitterly 'oh well at least now I can start over.' Suddenly out of nowhere he was knocked over, he brings his head up and sees a girl, around the same age as him wearing red cloak. She opens her silver eyes and they meet his emerald ones for just a second before she jumps up with an 'eep'. "I am so soooooo sorry for running into you, yaseeiwasbeingchasedbymyoldersisterbecauseiaccidentlysteppedonherhairandshegotrelymadbecauseshereeeeelylovesherhairandIthinksheiscatchinguptomesoIgottagobye." She then runs off leaving behind red rose petals that land on Ben's face there was only one word going through Ben's mind as he lay on the ground with flower petals on his face was 'what?'

A/N: this is my first story, so any feedback is appreciated. If you guys have any questions about the story or characters, please ask them. I hope to see you guys next time.