Vanishing Trailer
Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever. – Mahatma Ghandi
Deep in a red forest, a low crunch is heard as a 17-year-old boy walks through it. He wears a white, skin tight shirt made of hardy material under a hooded body length black and blue coat with the sleeves rolled up, loose fitting cargo-pants, combat boots, and a one-handed long sword strapped to his lower back. Reaching up he removes his hood to reveal messy silver like blue hair that is tied in a low and short pony tail, a pair of normal looking goggles, and his gold eyes scanning the forest in mild amusement, searching for movement.
"You know, I'll never get used to the year long fall in forever fall."
He muses aloud as though he is not alone.
{I have seen stranger things.}
The boy lets out a short bark of laughter at that.
"Like wha- on second thought, don't answer that question."
The boy shudders as he remembers some of the things his inner dragon has shown him in his dreams. Sometimes he regrets having the literal soul of a dragon fused with his own.
'I keep forgetting how old Albion is. He's a millennium old dragon, how the actual hell do I forget that?'
The boy shrugs the thought off and keeps going through the forest.
{What are we even doing here?}
The boy sighs as an annoyed look comes across his face.
"I already told you Albion, we're looking for somewhere to test a new technique since I only have a month before I head to Beacon, and I'd rather not have it blow up near the house. Aunt Summer already almost killed me for the last time, and that was before Yang got a hold of me."
Both the boy and dragon feel a shiver go down their spines upon remembering what had happened. It was so bad that Albion felt it and he doesn't even have a body anymore.
{You make an excellent point.}
"I knew you'd see it my way."
The boy gives a small laugh as the dragon grows silent, continuing through the forest. He spends a considerable amount of time simply wondering through the forest, and despite how unnatural it seems to him, he can't help but find forever fall forest beautiful.
"Never knew there were so many different shades of red."
{I'm of the same mindset despite my dislike of the color.}
The boy blinked for a moment at hearing that before realization dawns on him.
"Right, red and white rivalry. Still don't know if I'm going to have to deal with that."
{Indeed. Though I wouldn't mind having a host that can live in relative peace for a change, a nice break if you ask me.}
"You've really mellowed out, haven't you?"
{…I suppose I have.}
"I know right and those are train tracks."
The boy stops as he stares at the tracks a few feet in front of him, suspicion written all over his face.
"Wait, isn't this-"
Whatever the young man was about to say, he was swiftly cut off by the sound of gunshots and a train approaching, causing him to smile.
"Well, ain't that cliché as hell."
Meanwhile, on the train…
Standing outside of a train car, guarding the door are 2 white fang grunts, the one on the left holding a large grenade launcher with a mask with orange highlights and the other a maroon mask with a machine gun.
They stood in silence until the one on the right got the attention of the other.
"Hey."
"Yeah?"
"You ever wonder why we're here?"
The orange masked one let's out a sigh.
"Ah yes, one of life's great mysteries. Why are we here. Here, in a world full of what is essentially super powered men and women with creatures of pure darkness seeking to wipeout our very existence yet here we are too busy fighting each other to even begin to properly combat them. Where we have discovered and learnt how to use crystalized magic and have made technological achievement after technological achievement yet the answer to life still eludes us."
The maroon masked grunt simply stares at his partner in confusion for a few moments before correcting what he was saying.
"What? I meant, why were we out here, next to the door, with little to no cover where we could easily be ambushed and in this wind that I feel like is tearing my face off."
"Oh…"
Silence reigns supreme.
"…You got something you wanna talk about?"
The orange masked opens his mouth to speak but is quickly cut off by the click of a gun. The grunts pale before looking up to see the silver hair youth from earlier with a big smile on his face pointing 2 very intimidating looking revolvers at them.
"As entertaining as it is to watch this world's Griff and Simmons, I'mma need you two to surrender now."
The grunts both gulp before they are both inevitably tossed into the train car, groaning in pain.
"Look on the bright side boys, you're not outside anymore."
The boy gave a light laugh at that while he holsters the gun in his right hand and several more white fang members rushed into the train car, all holding some form of weapon.
"Well, looks like I'm getting a work out in after a-"
The sound of a gun shot cuts the youth off causing him to lean back and to the side to avoid it. The grunts jaws drop as the boy looks between the grunt that shot the gun and the new bullet hole in the train.
"Did, did you just cut me off?"
The grunt points to another one to shift the blame causing the boy to point to that one.
"First, I'm going to kick your ass."
He then draws his sword with a slight flourish, a blade that is white with blue edges that has symbols etched into the flat of its blade and points it at the grunt that shot the bullet.
"Then I'm kicking yours."
The boy then begins walking towards the group of white fang grunts.
"O-open fire!"
With that command the grunts all begin shooting as the boy continues to make his way towards them, but at a slower pace to dodge and even block many of the bullets with his sword. Time slows as the last bullet is fired before being cut in half by the sword of the boy. The rain of bullets was short lived, but even most huntsmen and huntresses would have at least been hit by a stray bullet yet not a single scratch or hair out of place was seen on the boy.
The group of grunts gaped at the display, to shocked to reload or properly register the boy disappearing and reappearing with his knee in the face of the grunt that was blamed for cutting him off. It wasn't until he had pistol whipped the grunt that cut him off that the others had come out of their stupor. Just as the boy stands straight up and let's out a satisfied sigh, several of the members in the car bulrush him with an assortment of melee weapons.
He ducks down to the left avoiding horizontal and downward swings from the white fang grunts as he rolls the revolver's, no, the hand cannon's bullet chamber and the lines on the gun glow a bright icy blue. A gun shot rings out and a white fang grunt is sent flying back. Said grunt attempts to stand only to realize that his leg has been frozen solid from the gun shot. Hearing the sound of flesh hitting flesh, the grunt looks up just in time to see the boy kick another grunt into him. The boy parries a knife with his sword as he spins the revolver once more causing the gun to glow a dull yellow before he pulls the trigger once more sending a bolt of yellow energy out of the muzzle hitting a grunt right in his chest sending him flying backwards into the wall of the train car.
The boy continues to parry, dodge, and counter the grunts attacks whether it's with his sword or gun, switching between the lightning and ice modes on his gun to disable and knock out any grunt he could. The sword flashes several times as 2 grunts have their aura shattered as another rushes the boy. Sliding the grunt's sword off his own, he counters with a single shot from his hand cannon freezing the grunts arms to the sword before spinning around and kicking another grunt into the wall making a grunt shaped dent in it. Returning his attention to the grunt with frozen arms he holsters his gun and grabs the grunt before swinging him around and into 3 other grunts, shattering their auras, for those that had it, effectively ending the little skirmish. A couple of groans ring out as the boy looks around with a satisfied smile.
"Well, that was fun."
{It was a bit easy though.}
"True, but there should be someone else here that'll give me a challenge. Now, where's-"
"Adam!"
A young man wearing a Grimm like mask with red hair and bull horns, Adam, looks over to see a fellow white fang member running over to him and his partner, a cat faunus called Blake Belladonna. The faunus stops just in front of the 2 completely out of breath.
"What are you doing here? You and the others should be-"
"We tried! Someone… someone showed up and stopped us before we could do anything."
"Just one person?"
The white fang member nodded causing Adam to frown. There wasn't supposed to be anyone here other than the atlesian knights they've already encountered. Adam growled slightly before returning his attention to the white fang member.
"Spread the word to retreat, we've done enough. I will deal with whoever showed up, any who get in the way of the white fang must die. Blake."
Adam turns towards the cat faunus, a frown clear on her face. As much as she doesn't like what the white fang have become, but she will still protect her people.
"I know."
The 2 share a single glance before they begin running to where the other white fang member came from only for something to slam down behind them. Turning around the 2 of them see a large red and black spider like machine (A/N: See Black trailer). Both immediately take a fighting stance as a low whistle is heard from behind them.
"You know, that looks a lot more intimidating than I thought it would."
The boy from before walks up between them, sword still drawn with an excited smile on his face, causing the 2 to jump in surprise.
"I think I'll finally get a challenge."
His sword begins to thrum with energy, the symbols glowing a light blue, electricity arcing off the boy's body.
"Oi, red bull, you go to the right, cat girl, you go left. I'll take the middle and draw this things attention."
However, Adam merely scoffs at this.
"I don't take orders from a human."
The boy raises a single eyebrow
"Got any better ideas?"
"…"
"Thought so."
The boy returns his attention to the spider bot, thing, while Adam simply growls at the lack of a better idea. Adam had his misgivings about the unknown person, particularly because he was human, but considering the situation… well, even he needs to swallow his pride to make it out of this one. Blake, however, saw him as an opportunity. The perfect way out… assuming she survived this. A loud whirring noise got their attention as they saw the guns on the machine beginning to power up.
Play 'Burn it to the ground' by nickleback
The machine fires several guns at the 3, causing Adam and Blake to jump to their respective side while the boy runs straightforward through the gun fire. Blake began firing at the machine while Adam began cutting at it with his sword, dealing a surprising amount of damage to the armor plating on it.
Electricity arcs off the boy as he runs through the rain of bullets, cutting any of them ones that he couldn't avoid, though quite a few did manage to get through, whittling down his aura. Finally, he jumps into the air and begins to slash at it as he hops around on top of it. The guns continue to follow the boy leading to an idea. 'If this works, I will be disappointed on several levels. But, simultaneously entertained.'
The boy jumped on top of a gun as the others all pointed directly at him, causing him to grin. He quickly jumped out of the way as every gun opened fire once more, hitting the one he was sitting on effectively destroying it. He jumps from gun to gun, having the others destroy the guns he lands on until only one remains, which he promptly stabs. With the sword still in the machine, the boy jumps down and hangs off the sword causing it to run down the side of the machine like a hot knife through butter, completely destroying anything it comes in contact with due to the energy being channeled through the blade. As he reaches the bottom, the boy kicks off the machine, flipping in the air as he takes out his gun once more. He rolls the gun chamber once more until the gun glows red and points it at the machine as he lands.
"Out of the way!"
The 2 faunus look back towards the boy and see the gun no longer glowing softly, but a brilliant bright red and a dangerous glow inside the barrel of the gun. But that wasn't what scared them, no. That would be the manic grin on the boy's face.
"Bang."
The trigger is pulled once the 2 others are behind the boy and a resounding boom is heard as that entire part of the train car erupts in flames. Hot wind whips past the 3, Adam and Blake covering their faces.
Adam and Blake look back at where the machine was, and their jaws drop at the destruction. Melted steel, the entire upper half of the train car is missing.
"Well, that was not nearly as entertaining as I thought it'd be."
{Maybe, but I don't think it's over yet.}
The boy frowns at that and opens his mouth to respond to the dragon when he feels something sharp press to the side of his neck. He could see a familiar red blade out of the corner of his eye.
"Who are you? What are you-?"
"Heh."
Adam immediately began to question the boy but was cut off by a quiet chuckle from the boy.
"You know, I can't figure out what's funnier, the fact that some part of me saw this coming, but fell for it anyway, or the fact that you think you can intimidate me."
The boy dropped his gun and grabbed Adam's sword with his bare hands and pushed the faunus away before he could act. The red-haired man stumbled back before looking at the young boy once more, taking one more unconscious step at what he saw. Any mirth that the boy's eyes held were gone, replaced with a deadly seriousness as they become slits. They weren't like a cat's though, no, they felt like something else entirely. Something that made every instinct in his body scream run. The boy blinked once upon seeing Adam's reaction and returns his eyes to their normal state as he gave a slight smirk.
"I'm a little impressed. The last guy I did that to passed out after pissing himself. Yet here you are, still standing."
The boy puts away the gun he dropped and holds his sword out towards Adam.
"Let's see what you got."
The faunus recovers enough to growl and enters a laido stance as the boy enters his own stance with a small flourish. A tense silence permeated the train car, Blake looking at the scene with wide eyes. A piece of metal creaked before falling over, and as so that was a signal, the two combatants launched towards each other, Adam drawing his sword as the boy swings his own sword. They meet in the middle between them, the collision of their blades creating a small shockwave. The 2 struggle for a moment before they both retract their blades and begin to truly fight up close. Adam dodges a swing from the boy's sword, countering with a strike of his own as the boy parries his blade off his own. The boy send a kick flying towards Adam only to have it blocked by the faunus' sheathed blade. The boy ducked underneath Adam's blade and delivered a delivered a punch to his solar plexus causing the faunus to stumble back clutching his stomach. Adam looks up, growling, just in time to see the bottom of the boy's boot.
Adam is promptly launched across the train car, a good chunk of his aura now missing. Standing up, Adam sheathes his blade and begins to glow red.
"Just die already!"
Drawing his sword, Adam launches a red slash of energy at the boy. A smirk appears on the boys face as the crescent curve of energy rapidly approaching him.
"Full…"
The boy clenches tenses his arm as he draws his arm back as energy whips around him. Just as the arc of energy nears him, the boy swings his sword.
"COUNTER!"
A blast of energy erupts from in front of the boy, drawing power from the crescent of energy that Adam mixed with his own. As the blast collides with Adam, he is thrown onto another train car, his aura shattering in the process.
End music
He let's out a grunt of pain as he slowly gets up. His eyes widen when he sees that Blake is standing at the edge of the car, her weapon drawn, her eyes full of bitter sorrow.
"Goodbye."
And with that, she cuts the connection as Adam reaches out to her. She watches Adam disappear into the distance for a few moments before letting out a tired sigh and turns to thank the boy only to find that he has disappeared.
A sea of red trees pass underneath as a white and blue blur speeds over it. The boy flies over forever fall forest using his sacred gear, divine dividing, a satisfied smile on his face.
"You know, that wasn't how I expected my dad to go."
{I don't think either of us expected this.}
"True, but it was a lot more fun tha-"
His scroll chooses that moment to begin ringing.
"Hello."
"Finally, I've been trying to reach you all day Miles!"
Miles winces at the tone and volume used on the other end of the phone, as a familiar voice yells at him.
"S-sorry aunt Summer. I had something I needed to do. I'm on my way back right now."
"Good, cause Kuroka is going nuts and you're the only one who can calm her down!"
"Oh crapbaskets, I'll be back as fast as possible."
The boy hung up the call and sighs.
"The things I do for that cat."
{Yes, it's a shame she likes you so much.}
"Shut up Albion."
And with that, Miles puts on a burst of speed as he heads back towards patch.
A/N:
Hey all, TJ here. It's summer break for me now, but it's been hard for me to be able to write since life has been getting in the way and well, things went to shit right as college ended for me. I've barely managed to get this out. The day I was supposed to move out of my dorm, I got a call from my mother saying that my cat had died in her sleep that morning. The only kitten that had willingly let me hold her, the cat that made me look at my mom and say 'this is the one'. Worst part is that life still went on, and I didn't even have time to process it before I had to clean up my dorm and move out. After that my life got busy as hell with setting up for my cousin's graduation party, my dog getting sick (He's better now but also getting on in the years), and just trying to catch up with friends before I started working at habitat for humanity. So, if this isn't as good as my previous work, that's why. I just wanted to get this out for you all and to let you know that I'm still doing this story and that it may take a bit longer than expected to get the rewritten portion out, so I hope you'll all be satisfied with this for now. That, and I also wanted to give you all a glimpse of what I'm planning on making Miles like in the future. I'll be releasing ch.'s 1-5 on the same day, with chapter 6 afterwards. So for now, thank you all for the support for the rewrite, and I'll see you all later. Until next time, TJ out!