A/N: Hello everyone I must admit this will be the last story that I start before I at least update one of my other story's, I promise. I can't promise constant updates due to me working late nights now and having responsibilities most mornings, but I will try to ramp up my writing production. I hope you have enjoyed any of my other story's. This will be my first attempt at a RWBY fanfic so if I make mistakes please PM me so I can fix it and any advice is always appreciated in both my PM's and in the review section. I want to thank you all already for even giving this fanfic a read so I hope you enjoy. I also want to let you know this will be a somewhat small chapter to just introduce my ideas and story in general hope you guys enjoy!
The White Haired Branwen
John took another look back at his passenger as he was suspicious of why she was willing to pay him almost ten times the normal ticket price to get her into Vale and back to Atlas in a day. He also couldn't shake the feeling that he had seen the women before, but was distracted by the little bundle the woman was holding close to her chest. He turned back to focus for his landing while saying, "We are beginning the landing procedures now miss. Should I wait for you to return?" The lady didn't even give him a vocal answer, just a quick nod of her head as she stood up gathering her few things. She calmly walked from the bullhead and on her way, he just pulled out his scroll and called his wife so he could warn her that he probably wouldn't be home that night.
The cloaked woman made her way into Beacon and quickly enters the elevator to take her to the headmaster's office. When she was in the elevator was the moment when she finally allowed herself to relax slightly. When the elevator stopped moving and the doors opened she quickly took in her surrounding and noted that only Ozpin and Glynda were present. She moved slowly into the room while pulling back on her hood so that her snow-white hair and pale face was easily visible. "Miss Schnee." "Winter!" said/ exclaimed Ozpin and Glynda respectively.
The now identified Winter looked up and into the eyes of two of her most trusted friends and allowed a small smile to grace her normally stoic face, before schooling her features back to their normal neutral position. She glances down to the bundle in her right arm, and said, "Ozpin, Glynda although a pleasure to see you two again I require your aid."
This caught the other two huntsmen's attention as they both glanced at the bundle in her arm, but remained silent as to encourage the woman to continue. After a few seconds to reassure herself Winter continued, "This-," She held out the bundle a little, "is my recently born son." This statement garnered a shocked gasp from both Glynda and Ozpin. She allowed them a moment to fully take in the information before continuing, "I have decided to name him Anthony Frost Branwen Schnee." With the last part of her spiel over, she glanced at the reactions of the two Vale huntsmen and their reactions brought another smile to her lips, but she managed to quell the laughter that was trying to escape her now slightly grinning lips. She watched as Ozpin scrambled to right himself after almost toppling backwards with his chair and Glynda was currently lying face down on the floor.
It took a few seconds, but her friends managed to compose themselves almost as though nothing had just happened, but still looked at the bundle in astonishment. "So, Miss Schnee now that you have caught us up and explained some of the situation, what is it that you need from Glynda and me?"
"Ozpin, Glynda I shouldn't have to tell you how hard it will be to raise a child. Not only that, but with me also being recently promoted to a specialist in the Atlesian military, I won't nearly have the time to provide him the proper amount of attention nor care. I can't even begin to fathom all the reasons I shouldn't leave the boy to be raised by Qrow. I also shouldn't have to mention how strained my relationship is with my father, nor the reaction he would have with me trying to bring Anthony to the manor when I am unable to look after him." She stopped as she allowed the information to fully sink into the other two before finishing, "So, I need for the two of you to watch over him and raise him. I also can't allow him to know of his Schnee heritage until I think father would accept him into the family."
The other two were once again stunned at her request, but could understand all her reasons and could see how they were all carefully thought over. Glynda looked her friend over carefully and could see how difficult this was for and a small glance over at Ozpin showed her that he had noticed as well. With a sigh, she walked over to her friend and held out her hands for the child. Winter at first pulled the small child away before hugging him close and whispering some words to herself and the child. She slowly moved the child from her arms into the awaiting arms of Glynda, who for the first time caught a glance at the child. She noticed the pale skin that the Schnee family was known for along with some small tufts of white hair, though the boy had the red eyes and facial structure of his father.
Glynda pulled the boy close to her chest and glanced up giving a nod to Winter. She turns and walks back over to Ozpin, as Winter pulls her hood back over her head and starts to leave. As she enters the elevator Ozpin calls out, "If we are to raise the child we will raise him to be a huntsman." Winter nods her head, "We will keep his heritage secret from him, but not his father." This once again is received by a nod from the woman, "Is there anything else you would like us to know?"
Winter pressed the ground floor button and as the doors shut she looked up at the three people and said, "Please let him know he is loved, I will come back for him, and thank you again. Ozpin, Glynda, goodbye." With that the elevator started to lower and the two in the office let out a soft sigh before also going their separate ways for the night.