Chapter 1
Sunday, a day for Yang to relax and just sleep in whilst the rest of team RWBY went into town to do some shopping. "Why would any shop be open on Sunday anyway?" Yang had once asked her sister
"I don't know but there's a department store with a café which only opens on Sundays so why not?" Ruby had replied. It made Yang wonder, but not so much as to find out for herself anyway. Yang sat up on her bed, looking into the darkened room with only a single ray of sunlight traveling through the half-opened curtains, she drew the curtains back to reveal a view she had become all too familiar with yet still found it to be beautiful (for a school anyway). As Yang stared out at the arrival and departure bay of the airships she noticed someone. A tall young man with a blue coat that reached down to his ankles and a silver colored left arm, being dropped off by a jet-black Bullhead. That's all she could make out of his appearance from such a long distance, but what caught her attention about him was how he walked out of the ship, almost like he was angry, No not angry concerned perhaps?
The young Man Yang had noticed was known as Scar, Scar had a long face with a defined and tapered chin, His mouth always seemed to have a permanent smile as if concocting a childish prank constantly, his hair was blonde and messy as if he had just gotten out of bed. His face held forward and in a steady gaze that had an air of determination which seemed to almost electrify any who saw him striding along. His navy-blue trench coat covered a white buttoned shirt with black trousers. Green sneakers with steel spikes on the toe protruded from under the coat as he walked towards professor Ozpin's office. One eye was a piercing blue the other was purely mechanical as was his left arm. As Scar looked down at his arm that night came flooding back to him in an almost painful memory.
Last year, at the age of 17 Scar was walking home from his uncle's house after a long day of training in his hometown of Britali past an abandoned warehouse when it happened, 2 figures dressed in white were attacking an old man and his wife. Being a huntsman, he attempted to stop both thugs on his own, he failed to stop them however as he was severely injured by the 2 masked brutes, yet they were not the ones that kept him awake at night, someone he never saw from the shadows had single handedly taken both his arm and eye with one attack. One sudden throw of what he could only remember as being a bladed gun weapon being hurled at him. First the blade cut his arm straight through then it flew up along his body up to his eye never leaving his skin for a single second. Scar was in agony and fell to the floor looking at the darkness of the silhouetted warehouse, the last thing he remembered seeing, 2 illuminating yellow eyes staring down at him and the words "Guess he won't be needing this arm anymore, throw it in the river, and leave this wannabe hero to die!"
Scar suddenly shook himself from his thoughts and continued walking now at a hurried pace, Scar clutched the weapons tucked in his gun belt, 2 revolver swords of opposite colors: one being a black gun with a single white circle on the middle of the barrel, the other white with a black circle on the barrel. By now Scar had arrived at the headmaster's office, he walked into only to be greeted by a secretary "Mr Safaia, Professor Ozpin has been waiting for you please go right in."
'Dear lord how I hate that name Scar thought to himself as he walked into the lift'
Scar stepped out of the lift into a large room, cogs and gears moved in unison all around him, as Scar looked around in confusion and awe, the melody of gears turning was interrupted "It controls the clock." said a familiar voice from across the room. Scar smiled and walked towards Ozpin "It has been too long Robert, welcome to Beacon." Ozpin stood and shook Scars hand
"I haven't been called that name for 12 months Professor. Call me Scar for heaven sakes!" He said in a slightly aggravated tone, Ozpin ushered him to sit on the opposite side to him.
"How have you been Robert?" Ozpin began "After a year to cope with the attack that is." Scar clenched his fists
"Honestly? I'm angry. I'm angry and I feel like I'm an outcast these days hence the name." Scar pointed to the scar which ran down the left side of his face, "Do you know there's some people in this world who look at cyborgs like me and consider us worse than the Faunus?! Can you imagine the anger I feel when someone groups me and them together?" Ozpin attempted to calm him down,
"So, you believe you are better than the Faunus?"
Scar took a deep breath and sighed "No, I just find it unbelievable that one small difference in a person can make them so hated. The only Faunus I will ever hate are the White Fang and anyone who would side with them."
Ozpin took a sip of his coffee "They still haven't found the culprits then?" Seeing the rage etched into Robert's face after this question, Ozpin decided to change the subject "Let me tell you why I have asked you here, a small group of teachers myself included, believe the White Fang are closer than we think... Inside Beacon itself posing as students. You will do the same"
Suddenly Scar seemed more interested "Why me?"
"Because I know you would never fail to find the truth" Ozpin chuckled "Plus after saving your life and giving you the cybernetics, you needed to continue being a huntsman, don't you think you owe me this one favor?"
Scar smiled knowing Ozpin was right once again "Ok well I'm going to need a place to stay, also someone to grab my personal effects from the bullhead."
"That has already been prepared for you. Now for your duration here you will not call yourself Scar, after the Mistral regional tournament everyone knows that name so stick with Robert Safaia understand? Oh, and speaking of the tournament." At that moment the lift opened up again revealing a face Scar knew all too well.
"Scar?!" Pyrrha ran towards him, happy to see her old friend again
"It's been too long Pyrrha" Scar said as he embraced her.
"Miss Nikos if you could walk Robert here to the dorm rooms, he will be occupying the one down the hall of yourself and team RWBY." Pyrrha nodded and the 2 walked towards the lift door "Oh and miss Nikos, Call him Robert here. You must keep his identity a secret understand?" Pyrrha and Robert nodded in unison as the lift doors closed.
It was a long descent from Ozpin's office and the silence was killing Pyrrha "So I heard about your accident, I'm sorry." Robert looked at her with sadness in his eyes
"Don't be, thanks to this you became the Mistral Regional Tournament winner 4 years in a row! If my arm and eye getting taken wins my buddy that championship... well then I'm more than happy to oblige." Pyrrha looked at his arm
"But you told everyone you left because you knew you'd never win, the press labeled you a coward for not even trying! You might be ok with that but I'm not."
Robert simply chuckled "Cowardly failure runs from tournament final, made front page as I recall. Geez the press loved me didn't they!" Pyrrha smiled knowing he didn't care.
As the lift opened Pyrrha was greeted by the rest of her team "Pyrrha there you are! You ran off so fast we didn't know where you'd gone." Jaune said as Nora and Ren followed behind him
"Sorry Jaune, Professor Ozpin asked me to meet with an old friend in his office." The entire of team JNPR was now looking at Robert.
Nora was the first to speak "Oh a new friend! I'm Nora! What's your name? Where you from? Do you have any pancakes?! answer that one first!" Robert looked confused and concerned
"You'll get used to Nora, I'm Jaune the leader of team JNPR, so what's your name friend?"
Scar took a deep breath, the fact that he would have to call himself a name unfit for the monster he thought he was, burned him inside "I'm Robert. Nice to meet you Jaune and to answer your questions... Nora was it? I'm from a town called Britali outside the kingdom, and no I've no pancakes." Robert smiled and shook Jaune's hand.
It was late in the afternoon nearing the evening and the rest of team RWBY had finally gotten back from their shopping trip and were now discussing the white fang's possible motives and goals, Yang began "I think whatever they are planning, it's gonna happen and soon!" Yang said as she looked out of the window at the airship docking bay
"What are you looking at?" Weiss said in her harsh snappy tone "you've been looking out of that window ever since we got back, did something happen today?"
Yang turned to her "no not something but someone, a guy was dropped off by a bullhead today and he looked like he meant business. I felt like I could sense something, like I could feel his sadness. Plus, I saw his arm was robotic, never seen that before around here"
"Oh great." Weiss interrupted "Just what we need a stinking Cyborg running around the school!"
"Wow if it's not Faunus it's Cyborgs. What do you hate anyone who's not perfectly human?!" Blake hissed at her.
"What made you look at him specifically Yang?" Ruby asked her sister trying to change the subject
"I'm not sure, I just felt something when I saw him, like he was almost a shadow of a person. Kinda sounds stupid hu?"
At that moment team RWBY could hear murmured voices getting closer, then a knock at the door. Ruby went over to open it, standing there was Pyrrha "Hi, may I talk to you all?" Ruby motioned for her to come in, Pyrrha began "So my friend Robert is here for the tournament and I need to ask you a favor" she looked directly at Weiss "He's a cyborg but don't be judgmental of him ok?" Pyrrha looked stern as she said it
"Wait, does he wear a long blue coat?" Yang questioned
"Why he's he does, how did you know?"
Yang answered "I saw him getting off at the docking station earlier and I felt... I felt like he was in pain and alone. Crazy right?"
Pyrrha smiled "No, actually that's impressive that you could feel his pain from here. He's had a tough life and I'm sure he'll tell you about it, now may I let him in to meet you all?" Ruby nodded and opened the door. Robert walked in the room looking down at his green sneakers as he entered ashamed of his arm, he attempted to cover it up with his trench coat
"Um... hi I'm Robert and I..." Pyrrha put her hand on his shoulder "This is Rob and he's from Britali, we met when I was at the mistral regional last year." Yang stood up, she could still feel his loneliness irradiating from him, as could the rest of the team
"The name's Yang" Yang reached her left arm out so that he would have to shake hands with his cyborg arm "Love the hairstyle, I go with the same just got outta bed look myself!" Robert lifted his head up and suddenly the entire team could feel his loneliness slowly beginning to melt away, Robert shook her hand and Yang pointed behind her "This is Ruby my lil' sister, Weiss our snow queen and Blake the dark, mysterious one."
Robert took one look at Blake and said "A Faunus hu? No need to hide from me I can sense people's true self, it's a family trait I was born with, I'm only beginning to learn it's full extent though. For example, I can tell you that Weiss over there is still secretly judging me even though she feels slightly sorry for me. Of course, it has its side effects, cus it also means you guys can feel whatever I feel even though there's no way for me to mask it, but I'm learning to control it" Weiss and Blake were in awe at his ability, Weiss broke the awkward silence
"Well... this is certainly now akwa-" Suddenly the lights went out all across the campus,
Blake now looking out of the window said in a sarcastic tone "Nice to see they fixed that damn generator!" Blake began to turn revealing her cat-like eyes glowing in the darkness, it made Robert flashback to that night, seeing the 2 attackers standing over him, he remembered something he had thought forgotten from that night... He DID see his attacker that night, but only their shadow. 2 ears protruding from on top of the attacker's head silhouetted in the moonlight... Robert's mind became a frenzy of panic and fear
"I've gotta go Nice to meet you guys!" He slammed the door and ran to his dorm Pyrrha had shown him with wide eyes and fear for his own life, and locked the door as fast as he could, Robert slumped down behind the door, put his head into his hands and just sat there, sat there until he fell asleep.