A teenage girl was sitting on a bench in front of Beacon. Her long, dark brown her covered the right side of her deeply tanned face. Her bright gold eyes dart around looking at all of the other new students. Unlike the other students, she was not carrying a weapon. She was not out chatting up other students, unlike her brother, she was perfectly content watching a girl with a black bow sass the stupid heiress to Schnee Enterprises.
A teenage boy with identical gold eyes plops down next to the girl. "What did you do? We were already called to the Headmaster's office," he states before blowing a strand of his long, shaggy black hair out of his tanned face. Like the girl he sat with, his clothes were in tatters. His shirt had three long tears going diagonally from the right shoulder to the bottom left corner. Defined abs showed through the rips along with part of a lion paw tattoo. The dark red tank top shirt was loose over his bronze ripped pants. Zippers crisscrossed over the knees of the pants being only on the front of the pants. The pants tucked into a pair of battered red, steel-toed, combat boots.
"Rust... I'm a perfect little angel. Just ask our parents," the girl says feigning innocence. She bats her eyes at him while placing a hand over her heart. She had a ripped black leather jacket open over her dark red ace bandage top that wrapped around her body to expose a lot of skin. Thin white scars shown on her body looking like they had come from various fights. A long angry looking scar on her left hip disappeared into the hem of her black skinny jeans that had red dust sewn in. As her hair slightly moves out of her face, a golden mask is shown covering the right side of her face. A single red slash goes through it, the midpoint being at the iris of the red lensed eyeglass.
The click of heels approach the siblings as the boy, Rust, puts his sister into a headlock. "Or maybe Professor Ozpin wishes to speak to the two of you. It has been 12 years since you two rascals have run around Beacon causing mayhem after all," a female voice says as the clicking of heels stops in front of the quarrelling siblings. She looked down at the immature teenagers and slightly lowers her glasses. "Perhaps the two of you being accepted without proof of any schooling was a mistake on the Professor's part."
The golden eyes glance up to see Glynda Goodwitch looking down at them. Innocent grins instantly appears on the siblings faces as Rust releases his sister from the headlock. "Aunt Glynda!" They say simultaneously before jumping up to hug the woman they saw as an aunt.
Glynda stumbles back with a chuckle before stepping away from the hyperactive siblings. "All because your mother and I were teammates does not mean I'll go easy on the two of you. I'm expecting great things from the two of you..." Glynda says before being cut off by her scroll. Glancing down at the message from Ozpin, she sighs before putting her scroll back into her pocket. "Due to time, I will just give you what Professor Ozpin was going to give you," she states before pulling out a quiver with a matching bow and steel gloves. "These belonged to your mother and grandmother back when they were huntresses many years ago. Your father sent them over when he found out that the two of you enrolled here. Ember, Rust, be sure to call your father when you have the chance. He misses you," Glynda says handing the bow and quiver to Ember and the gloves to Rust.
"Thank you," Rust says before putting a hand on Ember's shoulder. "See you at initiation," he gives a little salute before leading Ember off to the auditorium.
Author's Note: So I decided to rewrite my story "To Save Your Life, You Gotta Die" yet again but under a different name. There were a few plot holes in the other that I managed to figure out how to solve but it meant redesigning all of my characters and so I decided to start from scratch. Enjoy!