Chapter 1: The Dragon Comes to Vale
Hello everyone! The Dark Dragon Emperor here with my revamped RWBY story! This time I have a clear idea of what I'm doing, so there's not gonna be any need for another reboot.
The problem that I had, was that I started out in a boring way. If I started out with introduction chapters, then it would be a while to get to the plot of the story. Originally, I wanted to do introductory chapters in homage of how RWBY started out, but then my friends made me realize something.
Why try to make it like someone else' work? It'd be better to make it in your own image, and do things at your own pace. So I decided to just restart this, which was really easy and painless as it was only one chapter in.
Now for those of you who read the original story, don't worry, not much has changed when it comes to my OC, the H of the team. Just a few minor changes that won't really mean much if you spot them.
Now then, enough of my rambling, it's time to start the show!
Let the party begin!
(Remnant)
The world of Remnant is a broken world, infested by beings of darkness that thrive off of the negativity that festers within the people.
There are four major cities that occupy the world, each of them being beacons of hope and life within a world of turmoil. They are inhabited by humans and Faunus, people who posses animal like traits, making them the target of hatred and discrimination. Such racism is the reason why terrorist organizations like the White Fang, a once peaceful group, have risen up to create more hatred within the world.
Now let us turn our attention to the Kingdom of Vale, where a series of events will happen. Events that will set in motion a world shaking moment.
(Vale-Nighttime)
At night, the hustle and bustle of the city vanishes, and a calm peace is present over the streets. One person in a specific place would say that the night is the calmest time in a day.
But another person in a different place would say that night is the most dangerous part, when the snakes that hide away within the shadows created by the sun exit their holes to prey on the week. Prepared to sink their fangs into the unsuspecting victims and collect their spoils.
Such an event was only moments away from happening on an unsuspecting Dust store. Where a certain rose was waiting within.
However, let's turn back the clock a few minutes and observe something else, another individual whose presence will change how the future will turn out.
Walking down the mostly barren street was a male Faunus, standing at a height of 6'1", and of an average build. He was wearing black jeans with what appeared to be a silver belt, and black shoes with red highlights. On his upper body was a silver shirt with light armor decorating it. Over that he wore a deep purple jacket with an insignia on the back. Hanging on his waist was a black rectangular object with a curved T-shape handle.
The insignia was a circle made in the likeness of a silver dragon that was eating its own tail. It was surrounding a silver flame that had what appeared to be a skull burning within.
He had a pale complexion, making him look like a ghost in the dim lighting. He had a head of black hair spiked towards the back of his head, and bright blue eyes with slitted pupils that could stare deep into any soul. Jutting out of his head were three horns angled backwards, one coming out towards the front of his head, and the other two above his temples.
He spots the store at the end of the street and picks up his pace, letting out a small sigh of relief that it was still open this late at night. He pushed open the door and walked in, taking note of the old man at the register who gave him a small welcoming wave.
Deciding to be polite, he returned the greeting before walking over to the tubes of dust, taking note that there was only one other person in the store, a young girl with a red cloak on her back, headphones on her head, and reading a weapons magazine.
He turned his attention back to the Dust, taking a small amount of it from the tube and inspecting it between his fingers.
"Hmm...good quality, but might as well check the crystals just in case," he mumbled to himself. He put the Dust into a dispenser and walked over to the front of the shop, turning his eye towards the differently colored crystals underneath the glass. His attention was then caught by the ridiculously high prices.
"Tch, guess I'm not buying as much as I want to," he mumbled, pulling out his wallet and taking out some Lien cards. "Two small crystals of each element," he requested the shopkeeper. The old man nodded and reached under the counter, pulling out five different types of crystals, two of each and took the Lien.
The teen unstrapped a pack on his side and began to insert the Dust into specific parts of the pack. Once he finished, he looked up to see the shopkeeper having a nervous expression, his attention behind the teen.
Standing behind him was a man in a white coat, and a bowler hat on his head. He had orange hair which was curled in front of his right eye. In his hands was a cane, which to the teen seemed unordinary. Behind the wanna-be mobster was a group of thugs wearing black uniforms and holding red weapons in their hands. One of them having a gun pointed at the teen's head.
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a Dust shop open this late at night?" the man asked as one of the thugs pointed a gun at the old man.
"Please! Just take my Lien and leave!" The old man begged.
"Shh," the main thug whispered, "calm down. We're not here for your money. Grab the Dust."
A thug brought up a thick case and opened it up. Each thug then pulled out canisters and walked over to the Dust dispensers and began to fill up the containers.
Another thug slammed another crate on the counter and glared at the old man. "Crystals, burn uncut." he demanded. The old man meekly complied and began to take out the crystals.
The leader then walked over to the teen and snatched out a fire crystal from his bag. "And what's a kid like you doing with such a dangerous thing like this?"
"What's a thug like you doing with such a dangerous thing?" he replied with his own question.
The leader laughed and gave the kid a smirk. He was about to respond before a thug went flying into the wall, following something sounding like "Hiyaa!"
The leader motioned for another thug to go see whatever it was, and this one was kicked out the window with a red blur following him. With the leader and his goons distracted, the teen snatched his crystal back and grabbed the gun arm of the thug holding him at bay. He twisted it around, making him drop the gun before he slammed the thugs head onto the counter. He then brought him around again and pulled back his free hand, a purple glow surrounding it, before slamming it into the thug, sending him flying out the window like the other one. The teen then jumping out himself and landing beside the red cloaked girl that had a giant High Caliber Sniper Scythe over her shoulder. She twirled it around before slamming it against the concrete.
The teen shook his head, clearing his thoughts on why a little girl had such a dangerous weapon before pulling out his own. He gripped the T-shaped handle on his waist and pressed a button on the side, the rectangular part of it unfolding into a sword, the blade being 3 feet in length and 6 inches in width. The blade had purple lines across it, making it seem more alive as they glowed.
'I don't want to work with a human, but I'll make an exception this time,' the teen thought as he kept his eyes trained on the thugs
"Okaaay..." the leader dragged out as he looked at his thugs. "Get them." The thugs then ran out of the store and charged at the teens.
The girl did a handstand on the staff part of her scythe before delivering a kick to the first thug that got close to her. She then used her momentum to leap up and pull her scythe out of the ground, landing between two thugs that charged at her.
The male teen then appeared before one of them, delivering a slash with his blade that sliced apart the crude blade of one thug, before sending a harsh punch to his face, breaking the thug's nose and sending him flying into the wall, knocked out. He then leapt forward and avoided the slice of another thug, the belt on his waist uncoiling and darting towards the thug, revealing itself to be a 5 foot tail with a four-pointed claw on the end. It grabbed the thug's weapon hand before quickly snapping it. Before the thug could even let out a yell of pain, the tail gripped his throat and slammed him into the ground.
The girl pressed the trigger on the staff of the scythe, sending her into a spin and slamming the back of her scythe into a thug, sending him flying, she then used her momentum to slam another thug into the ground. She pressed the trigger again to escape from the hail of bullets that another thug unleashed, before she could move in for an attack, the male teen rose out of the thug's shadow, delivering a painful uppercut and a harsh mid-air kick, sending the thug flying and landing at the feet of the orange haired leader.
"You were worth EVERY cent, truly," he mumbled before pulling out his cigar and stomping the end of his cane on it. "Well kids, I think we can all say that this has been a very eventful night. And while I'd love to stick around and play..." He pointed the end of his cane at the two, and the end of it popped up, revealing it to be a gun. "I'm afraid this is where we part ways."
He launched an explosive flare of Dust at the two, the girl used her scythe to send her into the air while the teen sunk into his own shadow. When they landed/emerged, they saw that the criminal was gone. The teen looked to his left and saw the thief escaping on top of a nearby building. He rushed towards him, leaving the girl behind.
He quickly transitioned into his shadow and swiftly crawled up the side of the building before emerging on top of it. He immediately dashed forward and aimed his sword at the thief's back, the white coated man quickly moving to the side as the blade pierced the area where his back once was.
"Hey hey! You could hurt someone with that!" he shouted.
"That's the plan, I highly doubt that anyone would miss a filthy human like yourself," the teen stated coldly.
"Why is it that every Faunus I meet has that high and mighty attitude?" he grumbled.
"Merely a result of what you humans did to me," the teen told him, his tone becoming colder.
"Hey!" the girl yelled as she landed on the roof. The thief backed away and a smirk grew on his face as a Bullhead rose into the air, sending gusts of wind that forced the teens to take a step back. The side doors opened and the thief stepped inside, a fire Dust crystal in his free hand.
"End of the line kids!" he shouted over the wind as he tossed the crystal at their feet. Realizing what he was going to do, the male teen bent the handle of his sword and slammed it into the hilt, making it look like the handle of a gun. The blade split open, sparks of energy arcing between the two parts of the blade. A small slot opened up, showing an energy chamber with a purple Dust crystal loaded in it.
He took aim at the thief, but he managed to get his shot off before the teen could. Both teens attempted to protect themselves from the explosion, and the male teen briefly saw someone land in front of them before the explosion went off.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a blond haired woman in a white business shirt, black business skirt, and a tattered cape in front of them. She had a riding crop in her hands and was maintaining a purple glyph that apparently shielded them from the explosion.
She pushed up her glasses and swung her crop to the side, sending out bolts of energy that struck the Bullhead. The teen grew a smirk on his face as he watched the thief flounder about inside before moving to the cockpit. With his enhanced hearing, he could make out him briefly shout to someone, saying that they had a Huntress.
The Huntress then sent out a large sphere of energy into the air, creating a storm cloud that, with a wave of her crop, sent down sharp ice that pierced the Bullhead, one of them even piercing the cockpit.
A woman then appeared in the open doors of the Bullhead. Even with his enhanced senses, he could not make out any of her facial features other than her glowing orange eyes. She wore a red dress with glowing yellow accents, and high heels. She launched a bolt of red energy that the Huntress blocked. But the woman used the shards of the failed attack to create an explosion which the Huntress dodged.
The Huntress then used the debris to create a large spear that she sent at the Bullhead. The woman inside sent out blasts of searing fire to destroy the spear, but it reformed after each blast, albeit smaller. The thief turned the Bullhead so that the spear would skim the top of it, and the Huntress manipulated the spear into three separate attacks that struck the Bullhead. The woman then created a large burst of energy that destroyed the spear.
The girl then transformed her scythe into its sniper form and began taking shots at the woman, which she blocked with her hand. The teen decided to follow her lead and brought up his gun, taking aim at the woman's head. A dark grin grew on his face as he slammed his finger on the trigger, the gun beginning to charge up as a purple energy began to build up from the end of the barrel. After a second, a beam of lightning filled energy shot towards the woman. She quickly brought up both hands to block the attack, making the teen frown at how his attack was blocked.
The woman swept her hand to the side, creating pools of fire underneath the trio on the roof. The Huntress swept her crop as she rolled forward, sending the girl tumbling forward as the teen leapt back, all of them avoiding the explosion. The Bullhead was escaping at this point, making the Huntress narrow her eyes in frustration.
"You're a Huntress!" the girl shouted, making the woman and the male teen turn to her, the latter recoiling a bit at the puppy look she had. "Can I have your autograph?"
"You're asking this now?" the teen muttered in disbelief as he got up and began to walk away. He was stopped when a hand was on his shoulder, making him jerk away in disgust.
"Don't touch me you filthy human!" he snarled. While the girl was surprised at his words, the woman didn't even flinch.
"I'm going to have to ask you to come with me," the woman told him.
"Piss off!" the teen growled. The next thing he knew, he was trapped by purple energy, unable to move.
"That wasn't a suggestion," the woman stated as she grabbed the girl by the back of her hood, dragging the both of them away.
(Vale Police Station)
"I hope you realize that your actions will not be taken lightly," the woman scolded the two. While the girl had the look of a kicked puppy, the Faunus was merely reclining in his chair, arms folded and a scowl on his face. "You put yourselves and others in great danger."
"Ah yes, the people who weren't even on the street, or the abandoned building," the teen replied. "You might want to come up with a different argument, yours is extremely flawed."
The woman chose to ignore him and continued. "If it were up to me, you would be sent home with a pat on the back," the girl began to smile before the women snapped her head towards her, "and a slap on the wrist."
She slammed her riding crop on the table, making the girl jump back with a short scream.
"But...there is someone who would like to meet the both of you," the woman told them as she walked to the side. From the shadows, a silver haired man in a black suit and a green scarf walked forward, a plate of cookies in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.
"Ruby Rose," the man said, apparently knowing her name, "you have...silver eyes."
"Um..." Ruby trailed off, not knowing how to respond to that. The man then turned to the Faunus in the room.
"Hunter Oscurita, you...are a Dragon Faunus," the man stated, making the teen's eyes widen as he knew his name.
"And you...are a creepy old man," Hunter shot at him, his eyes narrowing. The man merely chuckled as the woman stepped to his side, her Scroll open and displaying the fight against the thugs that the two teens had.
"Tell me, where did you learn to do this?" he asked.
"Signal Academy," Ruby replied.
"They taught you to use one of the most dangerous weapons in the world?" the man asked. Hunter began to wonder if that academy had mad teachers, for teaching a teenager how to use such a dangerous looking scythe.
"Well, just one teacher in particular," Ruby told him as he set the plate of cookies on the table, Ruby slowly reaching towards it before quickly snatching the cookie up. Hunter sent his tail to grab a cookie for him, as he was to comfortable to move his arms.
"And you?" he asked Hunter.
"My father, as well as self taught," Hunter told him, seeing no reason why that information would need to be kept secret.
The man nodded before turning his attention back to Ruby. "It's just that I've only ever seen one other scythe user before, a dusty old crow," he told her.
"Thash muh unkul!" Ruby said, her mouth full of cookies.
"At least act your age for one moment you immature brat," Hunter harshly muttered under his breath, losing his patience with this whole thing. He would have used his Semblance to escape, but did not want to risk anything until he saw someone else perform their Semblance first.
The man gave her a deadpan look, making her quickly swallow and restate, "That's my uncle Qrow! He's a teacher at Signal, and I was complete garbage before he took me under his wing. And now I'm all like, Hiiiyaaa!" she began to perform karate moves, one arm chop coming particularly close to Hunter, making him glare at the girl, causing her to flinch back.
"And what is an adorable girl like you doing at a school designed to train warriors?" he asked.
"Well...I want to be a Huntress," Ruby stated.
"You want to slay monsters?" he asked.
"You want to be tied down by a worthless government that would sacrifice anything to make a profit?" Hunter muttered to himself.
"Yeah!" Ruby replied, not hearing Hunter's remark. "I only have two more years left at Signal, and then I'm going to apply to Beacon. You see, my sister's starting there this year, and she's trying to become a Huntress, and I'm trying to become a Huntress because I want to help people. My parents always taught us to help others, so I thought, 'Hey, I might as well make a career out of it!' I mean the police are alright, but Huntsman and Huntresses are just so much more romantic and exciting and really cool!"
All three of them just deadpanned at her, while the man had a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Do you know who I am?"
"You're Professor Ozpin," Ruby said. Hunter nearly chocked on his own spit, hearing that the most experienced Huntsman in Vale was right before him.
"The headmaster of Beacon?" Hunter asked.
"Hello," Ozpin greeted.
"Nice to meet you," Ruby replied cheerfully.
"You want to come to my school?" Ozpin asked her.
"More than anything," Ruby told him.
Ozpin and the woman shared a look, to which she roller her eyes and let out a "Hmph".
"Well okay," Ozpin said, making Ruby look very happy. After she had left, the duo turned their attention to Hunter.
"And what about you?" Ozpin asked Hunter.
"I have no interest in going to a school run by a corrupt government," Hunter stated.
"And what makes you believe that it is the govenrment that runs the school?" Ozpin asked him. "I am the headmaster, so I am the one who makes the final decisions over there."
"Humans are creatures with weak wills," Hunter began. "They enjoy seeing others suffer, they enjoy taking part in evil actions, and they love power over everything else."
"And what about Faunus?"
"All Faunus are just meatbags filled with anger and hate. They gather together and create a united front with a purpose that only achieves the creation of more hatred and discrimination."
"That's quite a cynical view you have."
"It's merely the truth of this world."
"You're wrong," Ozpin told him.
Hunter raised an eyebrow and asked him, "And what would you know about the world? You, who hasn't seen the horrific evils that humans can create. Or most likely turns the other way when such evils are occuring and you have the power to stop it."
"I know that there are a lot of people who are kind and caring," he said. "And they are also kind to Faunus too."
Hunter stared at her for a minute before turning away and letting out a breath of frustration. "We're finished here," he said before he activated his Semblance and fell into his shadow. He spirited across the floor and was about to go under the door.
"I can offer you what you're looking for," Ozpin said, holding out his hand to stop the woman from making a move. Hunter's shadow stopped before he rose back into the 3-dimmensional space.
"And what is it you believe that I'm looking for?" Hunter asked.
"Strength," Ozpin told him. "You want to become strong enough to avenge your family and the rest of the Dragon Faunus
Hunter's eyes narrowed and claws grew from his hands. Hundreds of images flew through his mind. All of them carried the same feature, a burning village and dead bodies that shared the same Faunus features that he had, some older ones sporting wings.
"And you can provide such a solution?" Hunter asked.
"At Beacon, you can gain strength, as well as many other things that can help you on your quest," Ozpin informed him.
Hunter folded his arms and closed his eyes, thinking hard about it. He thought about this decision carefully, weighing the pros and cons of it before coming to a decision.
"Very well, I'll go to Beacon," Hunter said. "But be warned, I won't be pushed around, I WILL strike back against anyone who strikes me first."
"Very well, I only ask that you keep such incidents to a minimum," Ozpin requested. Hunter merely grunted in response before opening the door and walking out.
"Why are you allowing him to come to Beacon?" the woman asked. "I can tell that he'll be nothing but trouble."
"He's a lost soul in need of guidance," Ozpin told her, taking a sip of his coffee. "If you look deep into his eyes you can see the small lonely boy who wants his family back. I believe that whoever he is teamed up with will be able to help mend that deep wound in his heart."
"That still doesn't explain why you've invited him to Beacon," the woman said.
"I'm merely upholding a promise to a dear friend," Ozpin said mysteriously as he walked out.
And done! Whew! This one took a while, but I'm positive that it turned out better than I thought it would!
So then, now we're getting into the story, Beacon's the next chapter, as well as meeting the rest of team HARK. Not to mention the other canon characters too.
Excited to see what happens next? Me too! I never know what I'm going to do at certain points until they just come to me.
For example, I could be writing about Ruby and Weiss' first meeting. But while I'm doing that, I could come up with the idea of another character interfering and preventing the explosion from happening.
It's all these little things that I come up with on the fly that I think I do really good in.
Please Review! Ciao!