Hey guys, so this is just gonna be a really, really short intro, I just wanted to get the description of Roland out of the way so I could get into the good stuff. This is my first time writing a fanfic, but don't go easy on me. Anything you think is wrong, let me know and I'll go about correcting it. I would like to state that this is not my best, cause like I said, I just wanted to get the description of Roland done and over with. So I hope you enjoy, and without further a due and much a bother, away we go.
"And this is where you'll be living for the next three years." Ozpin said, waving a hand across the almost empty room. The room was almost a perfect square, and in the far right corner sat a single bed, resting next to a small wooden dresser. Against the left wall there was a small wooden table, and a solitary chair was pushed in under it. Directly across from the door, a large window gave a wonderful view of the courtyard below, looking more like a small park as multitude of students rested on the soft grass while others played football or threw flying disks.
A tall, skinny boy stepped around Ozpin and into the room, his emerald green eyes darting all around, taking in every possible detail. He dropped a large cardboard box on the floor, which landed with a heavy thud, and then went back to examining the room. He had long brown hair, which extended past his ears, covering them completely. His bangs reached down to just below his eyes, and he gave his head a casual flick to the side in order to toss the hair out of his way. His hair laid perfectly flat on his head, no strands sticking up, not a single hair put of place, and extended down the back of his neck, stopping at the shoulders. He wore a simple t-shirt and sweatpants, obviously not dressing to impress.
"I thought students at Beacon worked and lived in teams." He said, gesturing to the single bed, his voice deep and emotionless. Ozpin let out a small sigh at his words, then took a sip of coffee from his cup. He hated to do this to the boy, someone like him didn't deserve to be alone, but there were no more students left. The boy's past had been difficult and tangled, like a mass of confused vines, and the boy had been forced to go through things that would make most people commit suicide. Yet here he stood, devoting his life to protecting and helping the innocent, despite being treated like an outcast, a monster, for his entire life.
"You've arrived during the second year, and summer break ends next week. There were no more students left to pair you with. I'm sorry, but you're going to have to live alone. We couldn't find you a team." Ozpin said, seeing a flicker of sadness race through the boys eyes. The emotion was immediately pushed to the side as the boy's faced returned to a neutral state as he came to terms with being alone again.
"Fine, I like being alone anyway. Three other people in a room like this would probably be a hindrance anyway." He said, walking over to the window and looking at the view he was presented with. Ozpin joined him, seeing the looks of disappointment run across the boy's face as he seemed to phase out, his eyes turning glassy.
"Instead of having your own team, you will be sent out with other teams during their missions, or you will be given partners when your own work comes. You have two main teams you will be sent out with, RWBY and JNPR. Both are living just down the hall, and I suggest you get yourself well acquainted. In exactly eight days you will be sent into the Emerald Forest for your initiation. You will be accompanied by Ruby Rose." Ozpin said, taking another sip from his coffee as he finished speaking.
The boy still seemed uninterested, but gave a slight nod of understanding. He still looked out he window, now gazing at the groups of students down below. His room was on the fourth floor, providing a view of the entire courtyard below. He watched as groups of four sat on the grass, smiles spreading wide across their faces as the spoke to each other, while others ran around, enjoying the beautiful weather. After he had had enough, the boy suddenly grabbed the curtains and pulled them across the window, plunging the room into darkness.
The boy let out a relieved sigh as the light disappeared from the room, replaced by the comforting dark. "Alright, seems simple enough. I've heard plenty about the amazing team RWBY and their incredible success during battle. I'll talk to them all later." He said, walking over to the bed and seemingly collapsing onto the sheets. Ozpin, now aware that it would probably be better for him to leave, headed towards the door.
"I know what you're capable of, both on the battlefield and off. You might fool the students with your tough act, but I know how much of a caring individual you are. You've been given the chance to prove how exceptional you are, despite your drawbacks. I'd suggest you take advantage of it. You are a very special person, and as such, I've given you special exceptions. On your scroll, you will find detailed descriptions on the members of teams RWBY and JNPR. Use the mind that I know you have and find what best suits you. Oh, and welcome to Beacon, Roland" The door closed as Ozpin finished, and Roland remained on the bed, enjoying the silence combined with darkness that know surrounded him. He thought about Ozpin's words as sleep slowly started to creep up on him. One last sentence ran through his mind before he drifted off.
Welcome to Beacon indeed...
So yeah, that's that. Next chapter is when it'll get good, I promise. I've already got a massive amount written (and I mean like, oh my god you guys, there's like, a hundred plus pages) so all I need to do is read over them, make sure everything is alright, and then post them. Hope you liked it, and like I said, don't hold back on the criticism.