Dust to Dust: A RWBY Fanfic Written by Marrow
Chapter 1 Edited by B1gF00tHunt3r
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It was a crisp early morning at Beacon Academy. Ruby had just woken up after a restless night. She quickly threw on some clothes and fixed her hair. Then she took out a small jar of makeup and applied generous amounts of it on her face. "War paint!" she thought. Once she was through she grabbed her things and headed out, but not before taking a look at a picture of her and her uncle Qrow. "Thanks Uncle Qrow!" she said as she walked out of her dorm room and began searching for her friends. "Today is gonna be a good day" she thought as a smirk overtook her face.
As Ruby was searching for the rest of team RWBY, a shuttle full of freshmen was just docking at Beacon's main hall. One of the new alumni on the shuttle was a 16 year old boy named Cyrus Rivers. Unlike most of the students on the bus, he didn't have a ton of heavy luggage with him. All he had was a small backpack full of clothes and his two trusty revolvers that hung from his belt. Cyrus stared out the shuttlebus window and was astounded by the beauty of Beacon Academy. "Wow! This almost makes waiting an entire year worth it... almost." All of a sudden an announcement came over the shuttle's speakers. "We have now arrived at the Beacon Academy main hall. All freshmen are to unload all of their belongings and head to the assembly outside the main building."
Cyrus was one of the first off the bus and was immediately greeted by a friendly looking blonde girl named Yang with a stack of papers in her arms. She walked up to him and handed him a paper. "Here all freshmen are supposed to report to the main courtyard. This map of the campus will show you how to get there." Cyrus took the map and examined it. "Thanks" he said and quickly began following the dotted line on the map leading to the courtyard. Yang smiled and waved as he walked off to the courtyard. Once he was out of sight she took out a walkie talkie and spoke to Blake on the other end. "Hehe we got another one" she said with a sinister laugh. "Good. Everything is going according to plan" said Blake
Cyrus followed the path to his destination until he spotted a large group of at least 40 freshmen. "Wow I didn't think there would be so many new students this year." He said to himself as he stood in the back of the crowd awaiting an announcement. A few minutes passed until Blake walked up to the podium overlooking the crowd of freshmen. She turned on the microphone and addressed the crowd with a smile. "How are we doing today freshmen?" All the freshmen chimed in at the same time "Good!" Blake smiled. "I'm so glad. As a second year student I am proud to announce that Beacon Academy will be holding its first annual freshmen hunt!" Cyrus and the rest of the crowd went dead silent. "Not to worry fair freshmen." said Blake. "The guns are only loaded with rubber bullets." she said with a devilish sneer. All of a sudden a senior fired off a bullet into the crowd. "That's your signal to run" said Blake.
The crowd then dispersed in all directions leaving Cyrus dumbstruck. "No way this is really happening!" he thought to himself. He took a second to survey his surroundings. It was mass chaos, freshmen running all over the place like headless chickens. *Bang* Cyrus jumped at the sound. A sniper bullet had just grazed his right leg and hit the ground beside him. It didn't take long to find the sniper. It was none other than Ruby Rose perched up in a tree with her Crescent Rose. Cyrus looked over to her and called over. "Woah woah can't we just talk about this?" Three more bullets were fired and Cyrus barely dodged each one twirling and ducking almost like some crazy dance. "Wow freshie's got moves!" said Ruby. "Now stand still for me pretty please." she said as she steadied her sights. "I'm a gentleman and all, but I don't have a deathwish!" he shouted as he ran off in the opposite direction of her gunfire.
He barely made it 30 feet before he ran into a familiar face. It was Yang, now armed with her shotgun gauntlets. She pushed him off of her and took a fighting stance. "Where do you think you're going freshman?" she asked. She took a few swings at him but he quickly quickstepped away each time. "You're pretty fast kid." she said as she took a second to catch her breath. "I'd thank you, but you're kind of trying to kill me." Cyrus replied. "No no I don't want to kill you, just capture you silly freshman." Cyrus dodged a few more of her lunges before he heard the voice of yet another girl. This time it was Weiss with her sword drawn. "Sorry Yang but this freshman is mine!" she said as she readied herself. Cyrus sighs. "Sorry ladies, but as much as I love being fought over, this is one fight I don't want to be a part of." He then did a backflip to dodge both of the girl's blows and bolted off in the opposite direction of his pursuers.
Cyrus didn't get even 10 feet before a sniper bullet hit his right calf bringing him to his knees. "Aw shit that hurt!" he groaned as he tried to crawl away. This caught Weiss's attention and she intended to take full advantage of the situation. "He's mine!" she yelled as she shot some sort of ice blast, freezing his leg to the ground. Cyrus thought he was doomed, but to his amazement, the upperclassmen around him began fighting each other for him. He pulled out one of his revolvers and flips a lever next to the trigger, making it twist and reassemble itself into a short sword. "Cmon one shot..." he said as he swung the blade against the ice covering his leg. The blade smashed the ice into tiny pieces freeing Cyrus. "Yes!" he says to himself as he stands up and limps inside the main building.
Cyrus walked slowly through the building, passing classrooms and offices. Finally passing a hallway with pictures on the walls of some of Beacon's famous alumni. He thought he was in the clear until he saw a few students chasing another poor freshman. Cyrus attempted to crouch down out of sight but wasn't able to because of his sore leg. He takes a moment to catch his breath before he is rudely interrupted by a sword wielding blonde, but this time it's not a girl. "Hey freshman." said the swordsman. Cyrus turned around and unholstered his revolver, flipping the switch and extending the small handgun into a sword. "Woah woah, this is a little unfair don't you think? he said while slowly backing away. "Attacking a wounded freshman?" The swordsman abruptly charged at Cyrus as their swords locked, neither of them moving an inch.
As they both struggled for the upper hand in their duel, the upperclassman noticed Cyrus's trembling leg and smirked. "Cmon freshie toughen up." he said as he walked up and stomped on his wounded calf. Cyrus cringed in pain as the air was sucked out of his chest. "You shit!" he yelled as he lied on the ground nursing his leg. "Is that all you've got?" the swordsman asked with a smirk. Cyrus stood up now flowing with adrenaline. He pulled out his other revolver and switched it into its alternate mode. Cyrus was about to go back on the attack when for what seemed like the tenth time today, he heard a girl's voice. "Jaune get down!" shouted Pyrrha. She struck Cyrus in the back of the head with enough force to send him flying into the wall, nearly knocking him unconscious.
"Looked like you were having some trouble there Jaune." she teased. Jaune took a deep breath and smiled. "Maybe just a little." he said as he helped Cyrus up. He was still dazed from his attack when Pyrrah pulled out an Ipod looking device and aimed it at him. "Oh god what now?" he thought. "Smile!" she said as she took Cyrus's picture. "What was with the flash?" he asked. "We just got your mugshot." she said with a smile. "My name's Jaune by the way. Sorry for the bad introduction." Cyrus rubbed the back of his head as he shook Jaune's hand. "Yeah I kinda heard right before your friend beat me upside the head." Pyrrah giggled. "Yeah, sorry about that. I'm Pyrrah." Cyrus sighed. I'm Cyrus Rivers." he said as he scanned the room for his revolvers he had dropped during the fight.
"Here I think this is yours." said Pyrrah as she handed Cyrus his lost weapon. "Thanks." said Cyrus as he returned his sword back to its previous form. "So can anyone tell me what the whole 'freshman hunt' was all about?" Jaune laughed at his question. "This is so that all of you freshmen know what your upperclassmen are capable of. Don't worry though, you did pretty well. I think you might have even won if your leg didn't get shot." he said pointing to Cyrus's wounded calf. "Maybe. All I know is that I got attacked by you guys, and two weird girls outside with some real attitude issues." Pyrrah smirked to herself. "Was one a tall blonde and the other dressed up like an ice princess?" Cyrus was confused. "Yeah! How did you know?" he asked. Pyrrah didn't answer, just pointed behind him, trying to keep herself from bursting out laughing.
Both Yang and Weiss were right behind him listening into the entire conversation, and they didn't seem too pleased about what he had to say about them. Weiss grabbed him by the collar and stared at him with her eyes fiery with rage. "What do you mean weird girl?!" she asked. Cyrus wasn't fazed though. "Hey calm down we can settle this like adults." he said as he tried to remove her hand from his collar. "Woah hold on there freshman" she said as she grabbed his arm and twisted it. Cyrus cried out in pain and fell awkwardly to one knee. "Come on ladies... I know I'm handsome and all but this is getting weird." Weiss was unamused and stepped on his injured calf sending him to the ground in pain. "Aww what was that for you bi-" he stopped midsentence trying not to worsen the situation. "What was that freshie?" Weiss asked through gritted teeth. Before Cyruss was able to muster up an answer, Jaune intervened. "Now now girls, his leg is swelling up pretty badly. He needs to see the nurse."
Jaune and Pyrrah grabbed Cyrus by the arms and began dragging him out of the main building. They helped him up once they were all outside and Jaune looked at him with his arms crossed. "What?" Cyrus asked while fixing his shirt. "Was calling her that really gonna help your case?" he asked as Pyrrah nodded her head in agreement. "Ok fine, but you try being hunted like an animal on your first day at a new school." All of a sudden two gunshots rang out as Cyrus was shot in both his right arm and his left leg. He cried out in pain as Ruby hopped out of her tree where she was perched all day. "Woah woah woah Ruby!" Jaune yelled as he showed Cyrus's mugshot. "We already got him, he's ours." Ruby whimpered before noticing Cyrus on the ground in pain. "Oh my god I'm so sorry. Are you ok?" she asked with genuine concern. "Cyrus smiled through the pain and looked at her. "Well for both of my legs being put out of commission I'd say I'm just dandy, thank you!" Jaune chuckled. "Not much of a charmer are you kid?" he asked. Cyrus responded with nothing but a dirty look.
Cyrus took a minute before mustering up the strength to stand up on his own two legs. He used a wall to balance himself as he walked into the main building. As he walked he took a long, hard look at Ruby. "Ugh why did it have to be her." he thought to himself. He continued to stumble along until he eventually made his way to the main desk. "Excuse me miss. Could you tell me where I can find my dorm?" he asked the receptionist. "Of course." she said as she pointed a scanner on her desk at him. It analyzed his face and Cyrus's information came up on the screen. "Ok let's see here. Cyrus R. Rivers. A huntsmen of defensive nature and your dorm is in the West building room A55. Here are your keys to your room." she said as she handed him a ring with a single key on it. "Oh, and it says you were the winner of the Freshmen Hunt. Congratulations!" she said with a big smile. Cyrus was confused. "Are you sure?" he asked. "I was captured." he told the receptionist. "Oh were you not aware of the rules. The last person to be captured was to be declared the winner... and it turns out you were the last to get caught. Your win will be a factor later on in event placing." she said. The receptionist dotted out a course on his map of the campus showing him where his dorm was and he headed off with his head now held high.
End of chapter 1 (Part 2 Will be uploaded shortly!)