Soul: What up, beotches! Demonicsouls4 here with a new story! As I am writing this, I don't know what the title will be, but whatever it is will probably be a working title. Anyway, a little backstory for this. My friends and I are big fans of RWBY. So my fried texts me and tells me we should make a RWBY team. So after many, many months of creating our own characters and weapons, we finally came up with team BAGE (pronounced "beige"). I'll be honest; my character isn't that original, at least in name and fairy tale character base. You'll figure out soon enough.

Anyway, I'll just point out that this story will mostly be canon. Maybe I will have a few filler chapters or something like that to help with character development, but will mostly stick to canon.

Also, I will add a little character bio at the end of the chapter when I introduce the team member/members.

So with that said, let's start this show!

Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY. RWBY is owned by Monty Oum and Rooster Teeth. Please support the official release.

*EDIT*: Due to change in employment Team BAGE will now be spelled BAJE. The G in our team wouldn't make a character and lost interest so we got another friend of ours (also a RWBY fan) to join the team. And boy did we get someone good! So, to anybody that is new to this story, this is just a notice. Now please, enjoy the first chapter of what is now "Team BAJE".

BAJE

The city street was quiet at the moment. The peaceful night sky was clear, leaving the shattered moon in full view. This peace was only slightly disturbed by the sound of footfalls and slight panting.

A young boy, about 16 years old, was running down the street, clearly in a rush. He had short, slightly spiked brown hair, amethyst eyes, and slightly tanned skin. He wore a royal purple, zip-up jacket, with a high collar and elbow-length sleeves. Under it he wore a simple black, long-sleeve shirt, and over the jacket, he wore a large white sash that covered most of his abdomen. He wore long black pants with multiple pouches connected to his belt, two large, white pouches strapped to both of his thighs, and two large holsters strapped to the back of his waist. For the finishing touch, he wore black fingerless gloves, and purple/white combat shoes (Not boots. Shoes).

As he was running, his thoughts were also travelling very quickly. 'Crap,' He thought in panic, 'Mom is going to kill me for being out so late! I didn't think that after class training would take that long! I just hope she'll listen to me before she puts me six-feet-under.' As he came close to a certain shopping area, his panicked thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sound of heavy gunshots. As he looked in the direction the gunfire came from, he grew curious. "How odd," he said, before asking a question, seemingly to no one, "What do you think, Puni? Think we should check it out?"

His jacket rustled slightly as a small bump formed in the jacket. It travelled up from his stomach to the collar of the jacket, before a small figure popped out and landed on his shoulder.

"Pyo!"

The small figure was revealed to be a small animal, though not any animal anybody has seen. It had a small, round body, about the size of his palm, a tiny face with dot-like eyes, a cute little mouth, and no visible nose. Its body was covered in white fur, giving it a puffball appearance, also covering its tiny paws, dog-like ears, and a white tail slightly longer than its body.

The boy looked at the small creature and nodded, "Alright, let's go check it out."

"Pyo!" It shouted in excitement.

As he ran to the sounds, he came across a shop called "From Dust to Dawn", obviously a dust shop. But what really caught his attention was the multitude of henchmen dressed in red and black suits, hats, and sunglasses, carrying guns and swords, gathered around the front of the shop. They seemed to be fighting a small girl in a red hood, who was wielding a massive, red, mechanical scythe. It also seemed to be the source of the gunshots, as she was firing bullets from the large gun barrel at the end of the scythe, using the recoil of the gun to increase her speed.

The boy paused a moment, trying to comprehend how such a petite girl could wield a scythe that large with such grace and speed, before focusing on what was happening. Being the Good Samaritan he is, he ran towards a thug that was trying to flank the girl (after ordering Puni back into his jacket). He jumped into the air and used his momentum to deliver a devastating double-kick to the thug's face, knocking the red sunglasses and hat off of his head. As the henchmen went to the ground, the others noticed him. Two henchmen with swords attempted to attack him on both sides, he jumped into the air and did a split kick to their heads, disorienting them.

As the boy landed, he rushed to the thug on his right and gave a right hook to his face. As the thug stumbled back, the boy rushed forward and kicked him in the stomach, then went behind him and roundhouse kicked him back into the other thug, who was just starting to stumble back up. Both thugs head-butted the other as the impact caused them both to fall unconscious.

The boy noticed another thug pointing a pistol at him and quickly ran towards him before he could fire. Reaching the thug, he grabbed the arm with the gun before shoving an elbow into the man's gut. He twisted the arm, disarming the man, before giving him a knee in the gut, then a powerful punch to the face, sending him to blissful unconsciousness.

The boy turned towards Red (as he did not know the girl's name) just as she knocked the last of her opponents back to another man that seemed to be their boss. He had dark green eyes, with oddly long eyelashes and black eyeliner, bright orange hair with long bangs that covered his right eye, and covered it with a black bowler hat with a red band. He wore a white suit with a red collar, a grey scarf, brown pants, black shoes and gloves, and a cigar in his mouth. In his right hand he held a black cane with a white, hooked grip and a long red cap at the bottom.

The man looked at the fallen henchmen in disappointment before sarcastically saying, "Well, you were worth every cent. Truly you were." He then shifted his gaze to the two young teens.

(AN: In case you are wondering why I keep calling him "the boy", I wasn't entirely sure about his full name at the time I wrote this. I'll have him introduce himself at the interrogation scene. Sorry if you get annoyed.)

The boy ran to stand next to Red, who looked at him in confusion, before returning her attention to the man. Said man spoke to them, "Well, I think we can all say it's been an eventful evening, and as much as I'd like to stick around," he dropped his cigar, snuffed it with his cane, then pointed the cane at them, "I'm afraid this," the bottom of the cane opened, revealing it to be a weapon with a cross grid, "is where we part ways." He pulled the trigger, firing a flare-like blast, causing Red to fire her gun at the ground to leap over it while the boy dodge rolled to the side. The blast exploded where they were before.

Red and the boy both got up and tried to spot the man, and saw him climbing up the ladder to the roof of another building. Red looked at an old man, who the boy guessed was the owner of the dust shop, and asked, "You okay if I go after him?" in a slightly high-pitched voice. The old man nodded a quick "uh-huh," before Red sped towards the building, using the recoil of her gun-scythe to quickly jump to the roof. The boy watched her, before sighing and shaking his head. "Mom is so going to kill me," he lamented, before running to the ladder and hastily climbing up to the roof.

When he got there, he saw the man in the side hatch of a large aircraft, a Bullhead, looking at Red and holding a red dust crystal. "End of the line, Red!" he shouted, before tossing the crystal in front of her and firing a blast from his cane at it. The boy saw this and ran to the girl, grabbing her and shielding her with his body. Time seemed to slow down. 'So,' thought sadly, 'this is how it ends. I guess this is what I get for being a goody two-shoes. Heh. If mom finds out about this, I bet she'd find a way to revive me, scold me, then kill me again," he smiled sadly, 'I guess this is goodbye, mom, little sis. I love you both."

The blast finally hit the crystal, and he braced himself. He heard the explosion…but didn't feel any pain.

He cracked an eye open, realizing he was fine. He looked at Red, who was in his arms, looking as surprised as he was. He looked behind him and saw another newcomer.

This one was a beautiful woman with light blonde hair tied into a bun, a lock of hair curled into a spiral on the right side of her face, bright green eyes covered by thin, rectangular glasses, and unblemished porcelain skin with teal hanging earrings in her ears. She wore a white blouse that slightly exposed some of her cleavage; the sleeves puffed out, tightened at her wrists, and then spread out over her hands. She wore a black business skirt over a pair of black stockings that went into a pair of black boots with brown heels. Lastly, she wore a black cape with a purple inside, the end tattered into a twisting arrow pattern, and she was holding a riding crop in her right hand.

In front of her was a circle of purple glyphs, obviously what protected them from the explosion. As the glyphs faded, the woman pushed her glasses up, before waving her riding crop at the aircraft, firing multiple purple beams at it. As they hit the ship, the man stumbled around before going into the cockpit. He turned to the pilot, a woman in a red dress with odd glyphs on her sleeves and around her neckline, shouting, "We got a Huntress!" before switching places with the woman.

As the woman walked onto the platform, the Huntress fired another purple beam above the aircraft, this time forming a dark storm cloud to hover over it. In the cockpit, the man said in confusion, "…the hell?" Outside, the woman swung her riding crop down, causing large ice spears to fall onto the aircraft. One even broke through the cockpit window, narrowly missing the man's head as he tried to regain control of the Bullhead.

The glyphs on the shadow-woman's dress lit up as she brought her arms back before firing a blast of fire dust at the Huntress. The Huntress blocked it with some glyphs she summoned, but the blast splashed behind her. The shadow-woman lifted her arm, causing the ground beneath the Huntress to glow. The Huntress back flipped away from the resulting explosion, using her riding crop to control the shards of the roof that the explosion broke off to create a large arrow to fire at the Bullhead, but the shadow-woman fired blasts of fire to break it apart. The Huntress quickly formed it back together and propelled it back at the aircraft. The man angled Bullhead so that the shards ricocheted off of the top. The Huntress quickly formed the shards into three separate arrows. The shadow-woman stumbled slightly, and then formed rings of glyphs around her which expanded to finally destroy the shards.

The boy and Red (ten bucks you forgot they were there) finally snapped out of their awed trances and decided to help. Red collapsed her massive scythe into a more gun-like form before firing at the shadow-woman. The boy reached into one of his holsters and pulled out a 3-inch tall, 10-inch long, 1.5-inch wide black box with a jagged purple line on the side, and a what looked like the cylinder of a revolver near the back that was black and had purple stripes. The bottom of the box unfolded a hilt and trigger, revealing it to be a collapsible pistol, which he used to also fire bullets at the woman. However, this woman was somehow able to block their bullets with just her hands. She quickly swung her arm back, causing the ground beneath all three of them to glow. The boy dodge rolled forward, while the Huntress used her telekinesis to push Red forward while she also rolled forward, just before the ground exploded. The criminals used this distraction to get away.

As the tension died down, the two teens were able to clear their heads a bit. The boy was finally able to get a good look at the girl he almost died for.

She was small, maybe a year younger than he was. She had shoulder-length black hair, with pale skin, a heart-shaped face, and big silver-colored eyes. She wore a red and black outfit, a black blouse with a red corset-like piece tied around her abdomen, and a black combat skirt with red-frilled trimmings. She had on black stockings that went into black combat boots with red bottoms, and wore a belt with bullet cartridges held in individual loops, a large magazine case, and a silver rose emblem. Her most notable piece of attire, though, was the red cloak that was pinned to her blouse with two cross shaped pins.

Red looked at the woman in awe. "You're a Huntress," she stated, before squealing fan girlishly, "Can I have your autograph?!"

BAJE

It turns out the answer to that question was a no, as both Red and the boy found themselves in an interrogation room, the Huntress from earlier pacing back and forth in front of the table they sat at, holding her riding crop and a piece of technology called a scroll.

"I hope that you realize that your actions tonight will not be taken lightly, you two," she said in a serious, scolding tone, "You put yourself and others in great danger."

"They started it!" Red cried.

"I was just trying to get home!" the boy retorted.

The Huntress continued, "If it were up to me, you'd be sent home…with a pat on the back," this caused the teens to smile in hope, before the Huntress turned and glared at them, "and a slap on the wrist!" She swung her riding crop just in front of Red's hand, making the girl flinch and yelp. "But," The Huntress continued, "There is someone here who would like to meet you."

The Huntress moved from her place in front of the doorway as a man walked in. He was tall, and had slightly messy gray hair and thin brown eyes, over which he wore very small spectacles. He had a green under-shirt, under a black, gold-buttoned vest, and over it all a black unzipped suit and a green scarf with a purple cross emblem on it. He also had on dark-green dress pants and black dress shoes, and was carrying a tray of cookies and a white mug with the emblem of Beacon Academy on it.

"Ruby Rose," he said slowly as he walked into the room. He walked to the side of the table that the girl was sitting on. He leaned closer to her, slowly saying, "You…have silver eyes."

"U-um…" The girl, Ruby, said uncomfortably.

He observed her a moment more before drawing his attention to the young boy next to her, "And you, young man. Would you mind telling me your name?"

The boy jumped, not expecting the man to address him, and looked at everyone. The man was looking at him expectantly, and even Ruby and the Huntress were looking at him in curiosity, though it was mostly Ruby. The boy composed himself, and spoke, "Not at all sir." He cleared his throat, before giving a disarming smile, "Hello, my name is Blitz. Blitz Krieg." (AN: Yes I know it either sounds stupid or ridiculously awesome, but it was all I could think of.) After that, the small creature from before came out of his jacket and onto his shoulder. "And this is my pet, Puni." Ruby squealed before taking the small animal and rubbing it on her cheek.

The man nodded his head, before returning his gaze to Ruby. "So," he began, causing Ruby to jump and drop Puni, who climbed onto her head. "Where did you learn to do this?" He nodded to a video in the Huntress' hands of Ruby fighting the henchmen.

Ruby nervously answered, "Signal Academy."

The man asked incredulously, "They taught you to wield one of the most dangerous weapons ever designed?"

"Well, one teacher in particular," she responded.

The man nodded, "I see," before looking at Blitz, "And what about you? Where did you learn to fight?"

Blitz rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "Um…My…My mother taught me."

The man nodded again, before turning and setting the tray of cookies in front of them. Blitz and Ruby both took one, but Ruby ate them all before he could have a second.

The man referred to Ruby again, "It's just that I've only seen one other scythe-wielder of that skill before," he looked away slightly, as if reminiscing, "A dusty old crow."

Ruby a sound of confirmation, before saying, with her mouth full, "Das mah unkhul!" Everyone looked at her, and she swallowed, before repeating, "Sorry. That's my Uncle Qrow! He's a teacher at Signal. I was complete garbage before he took me under his wing! And now, I'm all like," she made a few karate poses going, "Witchaaaa, waaaaaah!"

"So I've noticed," the man said. He set his coffee cup on the table, "And what is an adorable girl such as yourself doing at a school designed to train warriors?"

"Well," Ruby said, leaning closer, "I want to be a Huntress."

"You want to slay monsters," the man stated.

"Yeah," confirmed Ruby, "I only have two more years of training left at Signal, and then I'm going to apply to Beacon," Ruby began to talk faster as she went on, "See, my sister's starting there this year, and she's trying to become a huntress, and I'm trying to become a Huntress 'cause I wanna help people. And my parents always taught us to help others, so I thought, 'Might as well make a career out of it.' Heh heh. I mean the police are alright, but Huntsmen and Huntresses are just so much more romantic and exciting and…Gah! Ya' know!?"

The two adults stared at the girl, before the man looked at Blitz and asked, "And what about you, young man? Why do you learn to fight?"

"Well," He started, "My mother and father were professional Hunters, and when they settled down, my father would leave on missions to support our family. But, after my little sister was born, my dad went on a mission and never came back. We don't know what happened to him. So after he disappeared, we didn't have an income of money, since my mother retired (A/N: if I don't have a grasp on the concept of retiring, I apologize). So I decided to become a Huntsman, so I can protect my family and the people of Remnant. And hopefully someday find my father. My mother trains me along with some minor tutoring classes so I can apply to some of the well-known schools and not 'waste my time with that beginner crap'."

The reactions to Blitz's story varied: The man gave a look of understanding, The Huntress looked slightly saddened, but regained her stern look, and Ruby was near bawling her eyes out, clutching Puni like a lifeline. The man looked at both of them as Ruby calmed down, before asking, "Do you two know who I am?"

Blitz shook his head 'no', but Ruby nodded. "Yes," she confirmed, "You're Professor Ozpin. You're the headmaster at Beacon." This caused Blitz to look at the man in awe.

The man nodded his head, "Hello."

"Nice to meet you," Ruby greeted.

"It's a pleasure, sir," Blitz also greeted.

"You want to come to my school?" He asked the two young teens.

Ruby replied, "More than anything!"

Blitz only said, "I guess it seems alright, with all the high praise it's been given."

Ozpin looked at his assistant, only getting an eye roll from her, before he smiled at the two, "Well, okay. I expect you two to be on the parting ship in the next four days." Ruby smiled wide at this, Blitz pumped a fist in the air, and Puni gave out an excited "Pyo~!"

BAJE

After Blitz and Ruby parted ways, Puni giving her a lick of affection, Blitz quickly ran home. After he made it to his house, he sneaked inside the front door, and noticed all the lights were off. 'Alright,' he thought, 'they both must be asleep. Just need to be quiet, I'll deal with mom's anger in the morning.' With that, he began to tip-toe across the living room, heading towards the stairs. As he reached the bottom and began to ascend, a light turned on behind him, and he heard an irritated voice say, "Good evening, Blitz." He froze as still as a statue, with only one thought in his head: 'Crap.'

As he slowly turned his head, Puni hopped out of his jacket and ran excitedly towards the source of the voice. It was a woman, maybe in her mid-thirties, with long, blonde hair and narrow amethyst eyes, covered by a pair of thin reading glasses. At the moment, she wore a teal colored night gown under a bath robe of the same color, and a pair of pink slippers. This was Blitz's mother, Blair Krieg. And she looked pissed.

Blitz waved and smiled nervously, "Hi mom! I thought you would be asleep?"

"Oh, I would be," She began, petting Puni and pushing her glasses up, causing the light to reflect off of them menacingly, "However, a certain son of mine kept me awake with worry, so I had no choice to wait and welcome him home."

Blitz rubbed his head nervously, "Yeah, sorry about that. I got a little sidetracked getting home."

"Oh?" Blair said, "Why don't you tell me all about it."

Blitz gulped before sitting down on the sofa next to her armchair, telling his mother what happened that night. After he finished, his mother was quiet, the menacing glare still on her glasses. As Blitz began shifting uncomfortably from the tension, his mother finally spoke up, "So you're going to be attending Beacon in four days?"

Blitz nodded. His mother smirked, before pointing at Blitz, "In that case, your punishment for being late will be rigorous training sessions to get you ready for Beacon." Blitz paled at that; his mother's training sessions were already hardcore, sometimes he wondered if they were originally forms of prison torture. If they were going to be ramped up, he might die from it.

"But for now," his mother's now warm voice snapped him out of his funk, making him look at her soft smile, "go see Lilah, she missed you a lot. You worried her sick." Blitz smiled before calling Puni onto his shoulder, climbing up the stairs with her. As he reached the top, he walked to the first door on the left and opened it slowly. The room looked similar to his: a large bookcase against the back wall next to the queen-sized bed in the back-center, a small desk by the entrance, and a walk-in closet on the right side of the bed. The biggest difference: the room was entirely pink and covered in stuffed animals, typical of a little girl's room. Speaking of which, Blitz walked over to the bed and looked at its occupant.

The girl was about four, almost five, years old. She had blonde hair that went slightly below her shoulders, all splayed out on the bed now, and, if they were open, bright blue eyes. She wore a simple set of pajamas, a button up shirt and pants, both a light blue with tiny bunny emblems on them. She was cuddling a large teddy Ursa Grimm.

He smiled warmly at the adorable sight, before he shook her a few times to wake her up. After a few more times, her eyes started to flutter, before she sat up and yawned. She looked around her room, before her eyes landed on Blitz. They widened, and she jumped from her bed into her brother's arms, shouting, "Big Brother! You're back!"

Blitz chuckled before patting her on the head saying, "Yep, sorry I took so long. I got a bit sidetracked."

"What happened?" She asked, her head tilting cutely.

Blitz put on a thinking pose, before telling her, "How about you get back into bed, and I'll tell it to you like a story? Is that alright?"

Lilah pouted, then said, "Fine, but I get to sleep with Puni." Blitz nodded and Puni hopped onto the pillow as Lilah got into bed. He told her the story, and as she was almost asleep, he kissed her forehead and told her goodnight, before retiring to his own room. It was like Lilah's, except purple, the positions of the objects were opposite, and it was mostly covered in posters of bands and blueprints for his weapons. He changed into his pajamas, a simple t-shirt and athletic shorts, and settled into his bed. He stared up at the ceiling, thinking about what happened today, before drifting off to sleep. His final conscious thought was, 'I wonder what the future will bring?"

BAJE

Soul: And that's a wrap!

Finally! After five days I got this up. Anyway, there's not much to say at the moment, mostly because I've been writing this story at night and I need some sleep. But yeah, I hope you guys enjoyed it. Leave a review to let me know what you think and if I need to fix or improve anything. Flames will be sent to my fire place for the upcoming winter. And if I get 5-10 reviews, I'll post the next chapter.

Stay tuned for more of Team BAJE's adventures. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna catch some Z's.

Demonicsouls4 signing out.