A/N: Hello, for those who have yet to see my profile page, Defying Fate will be the first story in my planned Children Of Fate series. Each story will feature some of my sixteen original characters I have created for the series and characters from RWBY itself, so I hope the Children Of Fate series will satisfy the needs of OC and existing character fans alike.

But before we begin, I wish to take a moment to remember Monty Oum, the magnificent creator, writer and action scene extraordinaire behind RWBY. My thoughts and prayers will always be with his family and friends, for it is those left behind who suffer the most in times of loss.

I would also like to say that if it was not for Monty Oum's greatness, I wouldn't have taken the time to sit down, create my OCs and start writing my first piece of fanfiction, so thank you Monty Oum. Thank you for being a herald for creativity and originality during your short, yet inspirational time on Earth.

May your kind, creative soul rest in peace


Prologue: Krev Melek

The name 'Remnant' is indeed apt for this world, for the people who remain are isolated – cut off from the outside world and each other by living behind the confining walls of four kingdoms. But I know that not many people see the kingdoms the way I do; most view the kingdoms as protection from the Grimm and nothing more. I believe the current world order to be cold and wasting what remains beyond, but I guess I view Remnant like this because I was raised differently than most ...

It is common knowledge among those who live within the 'protection' of the four kingdoms that those who even attempt to venture beyond vanish without a trace, presumably killed by the Grimm. Such a death would be brutal and the prospect terrifying, but it has never scared me, for, you see, I was born into a nomad tribe who lived outside of the kingdoms. I was once a member of the Wanderer tribe, a group of powerful fighters who constantly travelled - hence the name. We saw amazing sights as we survived off the land and killed any Grimm who tried to destroy our way of life.

I started fighting Grimm from a young age, gaining more and more experience each time I killed and, frankly, gaining more experience than any Hunter or Huntress in training, but when I turned fifteen-years-old, my parents presented me with two curved swords called Crimson Force.

"Thank you! Thank you! But why have you given me these?" I was elated, but confused as to why they would give me weapons similar to those wielded by a Huntsmen.

"Because we are nearing Atlas, and you are to become the greatest Huntsmen the world has ever known," said my father proudly.

I remember being infuriated and began to protest, but my mother explained further, saying that I had the potential to become something more than a nomad. She told me I was the most powerful Wanderer to have ever existed and shouldn't waste such power, especially when I could become a hero, a symbol and change the world.

'I will unite Remnant' was the thought which passed through my mind and convinced me to leave the tribe, persuading me to join a combat school in Atlas which started the process of teaching and training the next generation to become Huntsmen and Huntresses – peacekeepers and weapons in a fractured world. I graduated from this school with honours and enlisted in General James Ironwood's academy where, after a number of tests, I was assigned teammates and began my studies.

I enjoyed the student life, loving the company of my teammates and the thrill of constant advanced training sessions against other students and captured Grimm, despite my feelings towards Ironwood's military style of teaching and attitudes. But as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end ...

After half of my first year had past I received word that the Wanderer tribe, my family, had been near Atlas again after almost four years and were attacked, calling for Atlas' help against a mysterious foe which killed them all before the kingdom could react.

According to Ironwood the attack had been carried out by the Grimm, claiming that a bunch of the creatures had somehow 'got lucky' against my experienced tribe and killed them and my … parents. I didn't and will never believe Ironwood's story, for my tribe was skilled and powerful! No Grimm would have stood a chance! No, someone, or something else, had carried out the slaughter and I wanted to leave to find the answers, but Ironwood wouldn't let me! He forbade me from leaving, spouting off how I, a student, wouldn't stand a chance against Grimm strong enough to kill the Wanderer tribe!

I wanted to leave so badly and I could have if I chose to, but Ironwood was right in one respect. I was and am a student, therefore, I must finish my training before seeking out the person, the thing or those who killed my family – for now I must prepare by leading Team KAVS. However ... I will never stop planning my revenge.


A/N: I know it was short, but don't worry (if you liked it that is) because Chapter 1 will be a lot bigger and uploaded very shortly.

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Take care, ChildOfFate16