Hello everybody, AgentZwolf here. I'm just going to say that this is my first fanfic; I know it's probably not perfect, but I will respect any and all reviews, except hate ones of course. Other than that all I'm going to say is enjoy my first fanfic. Words in Italic are flashbacks. Oh, and before I forget…..

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN RWBY

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The Silver Lancer

Chapter 1: I Dream of Memories

Zwolf's POV

Dreams.

Many people would consider dreams to be nothing more than figments of our imagination. Giving us a moment of peace as we sleep, or sometimes the other way around. As for me, my dreams are my memories, or at least I think they are. I don't know who I was, until I dreamt of it. My name is Zwolf Carter, eldest child of 5, huntsman in training studying at Beacon Academy; that was what I dreamt when I first slept. The second time I slept, showed me a less than pleasant dream, my house burning, my family dying, I can still hear their screams. I was taken in by my uncle, who trained me to be a hunter, before I was accepted at beacon at the young age of 13, I remember the headmaster saying I was the youngest student in beacon history. The third time, was somewhat soothing, it showed me some of my life at Beacon. I was the leader of a team known as team ZRFM (Seraphim); the team consisted of me, Richard Schnee, Florina Ravencroft, and Mary Oswald. They were all 4 years older than me, since the minimum age requirement for Beacon was 17 years old, with the exception of myself, all students ate Beacon at that age. I also remember Richard not accepting the fact that he was in a team being led by a 13 year old, but it seems he has come to terms with it.

So far I've dreamt 3 times, so I guess it's been 3 days since I started dreaming about my memories, and 4 days since I first woke up, I don't know why I woke up without any memories, but I guess with me dreaming about my lost memories, I don't think it will be long before I completely remember who I was. I opened my eyes to see the scenery I've been presented for the past 3 days, trees as far as the eye can see, all of them having red leaves, even the sap of the tress are red, but I guess those are a bit purplish I guess. I looked at my spear that was rested beside me, for some reason this was the one thing I had aside from my clothes that I woke up with. I looked trying to find the nearest river to wash my face with. I turned to the sound of rushing water and saw a nearby waterfall; I picked up my pear before walking towards it. I can feel the many droplets of water hit me as I walked closer to the waterfall. I planted my spear into the ground before washing my face. Suddenly I hear growling, and when I turned to the source of the growling I saw a large bear like creature with a pitch black body with a white head and bones protruding from its body. It didn't notice me as it walked to a tree to push it down, the red sap oozing out of it as it fell. It then walked to the fallen tree and proceeded to lick the sap from it, I guess those black creatures like the sap of the trees here. For the past 3 days I've been seeing these black creatures every so often, they rarely notice me from a distance, most of the time I would see the black bears, mostly without the spines coming out of their backs, but sometimes I would see large wolves, around the size of the average adult walking around in packs, or I would look up and see a very large bird, both of which has similar feature to the black bears which were black bodies and white heads. Most of the time I would be forced to fight them if they saw me, but I guess this is one of the rare instances that it was too preoccupied with the sap. Even though I don't know how to fight, it seems my body remembers my time at Beacon, and now that I think about it, I think I used to fight these creature every so often, but it was much more frequent compared to how many I've been fighting these past few days.

As the black bear finished feasting upon the sap and left, I picked up my spear as well and walked by the river's edge.

Author's POV

Meanwhile, at a certain office at Beacon. A certain Headmaster with gray hair is currently sipping coffee while looking through a monitor along with a blond woman next to him.

"Hmm, it seems the Grimm activity at Forever falls has decreased significantly in the past few days." The headmaster spoke as he took another sip of coffee.

"I had given team CFVY a mission to look into it, but they said that they couldn't land with a nevermore flying around recently. All they came back with was this." The blond woman spoke as she hands him a picture.

The picture was a bit blurry since it was taken from a bit high up, but it showed a silhouette, too small to be a Grimm.

"Hmm, it seems I will have to make a short visit to Forever Falls this afternoon." The man stood up. "Care to accompany me, Glynda?" He said as he turned to the woman.

"Do you even need to ask, Ozpin?" Glynda smiled as she adjusted her glasses and walked with him to the elevator.

"Oh, and Glynda." She turned to him. "Forgive for neglecting you recently, paperwork is a pain as usual." He said as the elevator doors opened and they walk inside the elevator car.

"I forgive you." Ozpin breathed a slight sigh of relief when he felt a finger slide up his neck to his chin. "But if you're really sorry I guess you can make it up for me tonight." She said in a slightly seductive tone, in which Ozpin only chuckled lightly.

As the two exited the elevator, they walked towards a Bullhead before taking off to Forever Falls. As the Bullhead flew closer to Forever Falls, Ozpin looked out the window to see if he can spot the silhouette in the picture. As the Bullhead landed, Ozpin and Glynda walked out, with Glynda's riding crop out just in case they encountered a Grimm. They proceeded to try and find the man who has been hunting Grimm in the area.

Meanwhile, Zwolf had just finished killing a pack of Beowolves after being unlucky enough for one to spot him. He ripped the alpha's head from its torso with his spear before throwing it away as the dead Grimm bodies disintegrated into nothing. It was then Zwolf heard something in the distance, followed by a gush of wind blowing past him. So he decided to take a look, he picked up his spear and walked towards the source of the sound. As he walked closer he saw two people standing in front of something familiar.

"Who are you?" Zwolf asked the two people in front of him. Who were frozen as if they had seen a ghost.

There was a few seconds of silence from the two snapping out of it and regaining their composure.

"Excuse me, I am Ozpin. Current Headmaster at Beacon. This is Glynda, she is my assistant but also a teacher at Beacon." Ozpin said as he introduced himself and gestured to Glynda.

"Beacon? You two are from Beacon?" Zwolf said with a bewildered look.

"You know of it?" Ozpin asked.

"Yeah, I remember I was a student there." Zwolf held his head with his hand.

"Was? You don't look much older than our first year students at Beacon" Glynda spoke up.

"I know, I know. But I remember the headmaster gave me a letter of acceptance, and saying I was the youngest student in Beacon history." The two adults looked at each other in confusion.

"Young man, i assure you. I don't remember giving you any acceptance letter. And I clearly remember the youngest student of Beacon right now is 2 years younger than you are."

"No, not you. The Headmaster before you gave it to me, I think. And he gave me my acceptance letter when I was 13." Ozpin was now even more confused at his statement.

"Young man, the last Headmaster retired 8 years ago, and he has been headmaster of beacon since before my generation. Why don't you explain properly? Starting with your name."

"My name is Zwolf, Zwolf Carter." Ozpin and Glynda froze for a few solid seconds before Ozpin spoke up.

"Why don't we discuss this at Beacon? Follow me and we'll take you there." Ozpin turned around and walked back to the Bullhead, Glynda following soon after.

Zwolf followed them to the Bullhead, he didn't know who they were, but he guessed a bit of sleep might help him with that. After getting on, the Bullhead took off and headed to Beacon. And as Zwolf sat down, he made himself comfortable as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He thought his recent Dream memories would help him find out if he knew Glynda and Ozpin, since he felt a sense of familiarity from them, and it did. He remembered he was friends with a few other teams, namely team OGJS (Origins) consisting of Ozpin Chronos, Glynda Goodwitch, James Ironwood, and Salem Salamandra, led by Ozpin. He remembers his team and team OGJS got along well and would often do joint missions together when given the option. His dream also showed him that he was friends with another team, during his fourth year at Beacon, how did he know he was in his 4th year? It wasn't that hard to put two and two together since he first attended Beacon at the age of 13, and his new friend were around the age of 17. He became friends with team STRQ (Stark) in their first year, when he accidentally bumped into their leader, Summer Rose. It didn't take long for the two to become friends considering how talkative Summer was when it came to the things she likes, and soon enough he met the rest of team STRQ, there was Taiyang Xiaolong, Raven Branwen, and Qrow Branwen. He became especially close friends between Qrow and Summer, thanks to Summer making a small group for the trio called "The caped comrades"

Zwolf opened his eyes to see that he was no longer in the Bullhead, but instead he was in a room one black leather sofa. He got and took a look around when he saw Goodwitch as she came in the room

"You're awake; I had thought you passed out from exhaustion. It's understandable considering how many Grimm you fought before we met." She sat down in front of him.

"Where's Ozzy?" He looked around, trying to see if Ozpin was in the room.

"Young man I would prefer if you would treat the headmaster with utmost respect. I will not tolerate rude behavior towards our headmaster." She glared at him furiously.

"That's a laugh considering you were the one who gave your boyfriend that nickname in the first place?" Zwolf looked at her as she simply froze her mouth slightly agape with a bewildered look on her face.

"You- how did you know about that?" Her hands were shaking lightly.

"Ouch, didn't think you'd be the type to forget an old friend, though I can't say I'm surprised." He chuckled to himself.

"Z-Zwolf? Is that really you?"

"Who else knows about your closet relationship with old Ozzy?" He was suddenly met with a hug from Glynda.

"I-I knew it was you, but, but I couldn't believe it. You're alive." Glynda can barely hold in her tears as they fell on his head.

Ozpin walked into the while sipping coffee when he saw the scene unfolding before him and nearly made him spit his coffee out all over the floor.

"Umm, am I interrupting something here?" Ozpin said as he kept his composure, but if Zwolf remembered anything after his dream memory of team STRQ and team OGJS, it was obvious he was a bit irritated that his Glynda is hugging a buy they had just met, crying and practically burying the poor boy's head in her chest.

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"So, are you really the Zwolf that we know? You may have convinced Glynda, but can you convince me?" Ozpin asked the boy in front of him, though he knew very well that convincing his is 10 times easier than convincing Glynda.

"You want me to prove it? *sighs* Alright, you two were a part of team OGJS; with Ozpin here as the leader, your team were friends with mine, team ZRFM. I might add the fact that you two have had a closet relationship since your 2nd year at Beacon. And I found out by accidentally stepping in on your "Private time", and since then I've been helping you two keep it a secret, at least until I disappeared." Ozpin and Glynda were frozen at how detailed he was, the fact that he knew of their closet relationship was convincing enough, but him remembering the detailed made his words solid enough to be considered evidence in this matter, if not for one thing that bugged them.

"You didn't disappear Zwolf, you died." Ozpin caught his attention when he said those words.

"What do you mean? Y-you're kidding right? How? How'd I die?"

"Your team was out on a mission to patrol a remote village; it was supposed to be a simple scouting mission when a swarm of Grimm attacked." His memories started to resurface as Ozpin told the story. "Mary got injured so you had Florina and Richard take her to the village and helped with the evacuation while you held them off. When they finished evacuating the village, Florina ran back to get you, only to find the deteriorating bodies of the Grimm horde…" He paused. "But no sign of your body, all she saw was a lone Alpha Beowolf running away." He remembered everything, the Grimm the village, even what he said as he died.

"I'm so tired; I think I'll take a nice long nap. Hmm, I guess 20 years or so will do the trick, given the fact I haven't gotten a good night's sleep in a long while."

"We assumed you were eaten by that Beowolf, in which Florina killed on sight-" Zwolf abruptly cut him off.

"I wasn't…."

"What?"

"I wasn't eaten by a Grimm. I remember, I remember saying something about taking a nice log nap, 20 years long to be exact. Tell me Ozpin, how long has it been since I died?" Ozpin and Glynda looked at each other before looking back at him.

"…..20 years."

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Author's notes: cliffhanger for the first chapter. Yay. I hope you guys enjoyed chapter one. As I said at the start of the hater, any and all reviews are accepted, except the hate ones of course. I got this idea at the top of my head a few days ago after reading some RWBY fanfics. Honestly, that's practically all I've been doing these past few days. Well, anyways if you liked it please feel free to fav, and/or follow this story.

This is Agent Zwolf, Signing out~