Hey guys, it is I your Humble Narrator, and I came to tell that I've already started writing the tale of team BAAY, so I feel a disclaimer is in order
Disclaimer I don't own Naruto, and RWBY
Sure this series has little to no major tie ins to everyone from SSGN, but they are part of the SSGN plot line to an extent, so let's start off with the title of it, and begin the story shall we
B4 BAAY
22 Years ago (3 years before Art)
I had never expected thy life would lead me to an adventure such as this before. My brother hath told me we had a mission that was very questionable I tell you, but it doth not matter considering the deed hath been finally done, but a discussion of the matter is always needed.
"Alright everyone this is far enough" I said causing our party to oblige, and having them rest at long last.
"Tell me brother, as to how can you travel many miles without tiring yourself out" asked John, "Well unlike you guys, I have even manage to pace, and last long enough when walking the distance" I said honestly as I removed my helmet.
If I could still describe my look, I had kept my hair long in a pony tail, it was red like my brothers. My physique was buff than the group following me, and what made me stand out was my sword, along with my choice of clothing.
"Hey sprout, you alright there" I asked to the new guy who was completely winded.
From what I have learned, this Qrow fellow was a long time friend of Ozpin during their academy days, but I can tell he has no experience or endurance.
I would say he was young, considering how a weak drinker he is, he keeps his hair from any to all facial hair signs, sure the boy is fast, but has no stamina, and endurance.
"I'm fine, I just haven't got over last night's drinking. God my head is still bouncing a little" whined Qrow, "If it's worth any consolation, you were actually close to scoring on Glynda" laughed Ozpin, which resulted in Glynda slapping him with her crop.
"I don't know why I bother spending night of debauchery with you guys after a mission" Glynda said with a tint of red on her face.
"So James, got a call back from those boys of yours" I asked, "My fellow comrades are doing the best they can as we speak, and please show a little respect for the military at least for me sir" James said in a stern, but respectable voice.
"I don't ever mean it by any offense kid, now let's say we start marching, she could be heading off any minute, or even may be under our noses" I said before we made our leave.
13 years later
We follow a young Art who he, and every current generation of little boys, and girls are gathered to start their training as future careers as serving their purpose, and cause to their village.
"Alright, I think that might be everyone. Now as you kids may know, you were all chosen to come here, because you have a parent who was once a huntsmen, or huntress, and we took it upon ourselves to gather you all here, so that we can train you all to be fit for combat" said their instructor.
To describe their small village, that is Sunny Ville, I can say it ain't that big, or well protected. A majority of their homes aren't made up of metal, and concrete, they were just made up of wood, and copper.
On the plus side, there was a lot of nature around them, ranging from tree's, and bushes consisting of fruit, and vegetables as far as the eye can see, and it's an amazing sight when it gets dark where children see shooting stars.
Today, Art, and his brother are going to be making their new friends, but also an extension of their family, as they are gathered to be tested if they are fit to begin with.
"As you all know, we are going to put you in groups of 5, and we'll be dropping you off in the middle of the woods, where you will all be each getting a personal bag containing enough food, and water to last you the first 5 days of your journey" continued on the instructor.
"Be advised that it'll take you all a week to get back here, and more so that some of you guys won't be earning the same weapons, or weapons at all for that matter, and is why we had you teamed up. Should you bump into other groups, feel free to team up from that point on, or move on, on your own" was the instructor said before leaving.
Time Skip
Every child had been force to have a bag over their heads, as they were being taken away to their destination.
Upon being dropped off, they were given their supply bags, and a compass to head central West, for that's where home is, and that's where their destine location is at.
Art had looked around, and wasn't surprise that his brother wasn't by his side, since he knew he'd worry about his well being constantly, but this only motivates them to move forward, and wanting to see him even more, but before he left, they were told one last thing.
"This is the one thing we never tell you guys ahead of time, and that would be this. We will be monitoring you, and your actions, but we won't bother trying to interfere. Should you be in true danger, run away, and survive, for we won't come for you even when you're all about to die" said a different instructor.
Hearing this had truly infuriated not just Art, but everyone around him, so it was no surprise when they tried attacking the instructor, just to go back home, would result in him start shooting at the children as the ship began making it's leave.
Fortunately he didn't shoot to kill, but man was everyone pissed as to how their destination ended.
But even so they all had to keep a level head if they plan to survive, and go home, so the group of 5 children search through their bags, and were curious as to what they had in stock for their arsenal.
Art was clearly disappointed as his weapon turned out to be a grandpas guitar, which would break upon smashing on small Nevermore, and it would still be alive after that blow.
He looked at everyone around, and saw that the lot didn't fair to much better, well except for one person.
Art had knew of the other children around him, but he wouldn't exactly call them as friends, so it surprise him that the only fire arm in the group just happen to be in the hands of his fellow red head name Breck.
From what Art had learned, her father was a great fighter, and fun to party around with, but behind the doors he was a brute of a man who had drinking, drugging, and trusting problems all around, and if that wasn't bad he has a bounty on him.
Why they let this man alive, Art would never know, but if he wants to increase his chance of survival, he would need to gain her trust.
Unfortunately someone else saw the opportunity before hand, and had approach Breck, and asked if she wanted to trade her gun for his knife.
The boys name was Johnny Revenge, and was very pleased that Breck had complied, and gave the boy her weapon, for his knife.
Upon seeing the bigger picture, there was no way Art, or possibly anyone around him had a higher chance of being able to trade Breck for her gun, and even more so, it just means that Johnny would be in charge of the group.
"Alright guys, I think we should review what we got, and introduce ourselves. My name is Johnny, and I now carry the gun" he said, before turning his head back at Breck, "It's Breck…Breck Williams" she said timidly before looking at the guy next to her.
"Hi, the name is Edward, and I'm currently fending us off with a fork" he said as if trying to lighten our mood, before he looked at Art, "My names Art, and I think I might be holding the most useless weapon out of all of us" Art said as he lifted his said weapon.
"My name is Daniel Elom, and my weapon happens to be rope" the boy said as he began holstering it on his shoulder.
"I think we should start heading off now, make some distance, before we can even think about setting up camp" Johnny said as he began leading the group to an unknown adventure before them.
4 years later
The day had finally arrive and out of the children throughout the years, out of the 30 children who trained to become the first generation to represent themselves as the villages first huntsmen, only 10 had survived, and even more so, only 8 of those children get to move on, and start their real training as future huntsmen.
"You children for the past 4 years had survived our villages basic training, but head my warning that the world has a lot more, than we had shown" said the voice of Art's and Meri's father.
"Now I'll be naming the students who will be able to move on, and represent our village. First up is Breck Williams" John said as the young red head had began stepping forward.
"Next is Adalwolfa Yeager" he continued as seriously the whole town clapped for her, "My son, Art Legend" he said as those close to the Legend family began cheering for the oldest son.
"And finally Yana Adamska" John said as the lucky lady stood by her group, "From here on you guys will be appointed as team BAAY, with your leader…Breck Williams".
Everyone had began cheering and clapping, before the air got thin, and the tension in everyone's blood ran cold as to the last team, and who it will be.
"First up, we have Padraigan Victoria" John said as she began making her way up, and had stood out with having died over half of her red hair, blonde to one side of her head, and wore metal pads, and a purple trench coat.
"Next we have Ladon Gamos" John said as a bow wearing nothing but cargo shots, and wearing a belt of grenades across his chest, as it was considered his way of wearing a shirt.
"Next we have Todd Wayside" continued john, before a boy wearing a white, and orange long sleeve shirt stepped forward as he was walking the dog with his yo-yo.
"And finally" began John as he stopped, and enjoy everyone having a panic attack over the suspense, "My son Meri Legend".
Meri Legend was quite opposite from Art as for him being born with black hair, with a little bit of blonde on the tips of his hair, not to mention the boy had worn shorts, instead of pants. In fact he was quite opposite of brother all together.
"As of today you guys will be known as team PLTM, and will be lead by… Padraigan Victoria" John said as they group of friends began grouping up, and began pointing out that they were awesome.
"Starting tomorrow, you will be assign out of the village to do some further training" John said with a smile as he began making his leave with a smile that his sons had succeeded.
Well guys done with the first chapter. Should have advised that this moves on between time, and can be a little fast pace, but the chapters are short, anyways I'm going to work on the next chapter for SSGN see you all later.
This has been your Humble Narrator.