Here it is. After many long nights, and a lot of revision, I present to you the new and revamped version of The Adventures of The Master of Death – RWBY. I know many of you have been waiting a long time for this. TheFishKing, I'm really sorry. Here's and apology tissue |[]|. AnimeA55Kicker, don't worry. It'll be mostly the same. Mazamba, I know that it sucks when Harry just steals the show. He might be awesome when doing it, but still. I may have him do it once. Not during Initiation… but eventually he's going to be a one man army badass. That the only spoiler you get and only because you had to wait for so long.

Well, on with the story!

Summary: The duel between Voldemort and Harry ended differently. The Blood War ended with the Dark Lord's death. However, Voldemort got in one last laugh from beyond the grave. He was not as ignorant of Muggles as they'd believed. As Harry loses everything after winning, Death cannot stand and watch her master suffer as he has. She steps in, providing him with a solution, a reprieve. And now…be ye Grimm or villain, step with caution – the Master of Death is coming to Remnant. Be afraid… be very, very afraid.

Disclaimer: RWBY is the creation of Monty Oum (May he Rest in Peace) and Harry Potter is J.K. Rowling's brain child. I hold no claim to either… no matter how many genies you ask or how many letters you write St. Nick, they apparently know what copyright means…

Prologue

Location: Polaris Hospital, Atlas

Date: December 21, 2400

Time: 10:00 PM, AT (Atlas Time)

The doors to the emergency room burst open as two stretchers ran in, rushing towards the operation rooms. Two CHM's or Crisis Healer Mages pushed each stretcher while two more kept up a small but steady stream of Aura into the two screaming women in the beds. Behind this procession jogged two men. They had worry and no small amount of fear in their eyes.

The man on the right was around 6'2. He has a lithe figure, not overly muscled, but it held strength. His hair would have been gold a few years ago, but now it had begun to fade – yet it gave him a sense of dignity. His eyes were a dark grey, resembling the storm clouds that would often gather on the western horizon of Atlas – they were shining with worry at seeing the woman in front of him in such pain. He was dressed in a white turtleneck sweater underneath a dark blue coat and thick black pants and boots. This was Joseph Schnee – CEO of the Schnee Dust Company.

The man next to him was a polar opposite to Mr. Schnee. Slightly shorter at 6'1, this man had dark brown hair, almost black. It was highlighted by grey hairs in just the right places to give him a look of dignity and power equal to Oscar Schnee's. Dark hazel eyes looked out from a smooth face currently crease in worry similar to Mr. Schnee. The man was dressed in gray sweater under a heavy black trench coat and black scarf. Navy blue pants and shoes completed the outfit. This was Jason Altair – CEO of Altair Industries.

Both men were well known in Atlas as being the greatest of business men in Remnant. The SDC was the largest supplier of Dust Energy Propellant as well as refined Dust for the Hunter Academies and the army. They also set up or bought stores that sold DEP to the populous to power their various appliances and vehicles. Altair Industries held the top seat in manufacturing and trading of all kinds – from home appliances to massive carrier ships that transported people and goods around the world.

For the longest time, the two companies had been cordial with each other; they would occasionally work together to create a product or another such business venture, but they were never active partners. That changed when Jason Altair met Joseph Schnee at a combat school in Vacuo called Syren. They had been sent there due to the schools in Atlas being under the complete control of the military and both companies had a dislike for them, despite AI creating weapons and equipment for them and the SDC giving them the Dust to operate them.

At first, they ignored each other or participated in polite and inane conversation. However, the first time they ventured out to hunt Grimm (under the strict supervision of their instructor) the two had been partnered up. Twenty minutes into the forest and they came upon an Alpha Beowolf, a species of Grimm that was larger, stronger and meaner than normal Beowolves. Drawing their weapons, they had engaged the beast. As they fought it, Joseph was suddenly thrown to the ground, his weapon flying from his hand. As the Grimm loomed over him, it suddenly howled at the sky and fell over. This revealed a massive glaive right in the middle of its back. It removed itself and flew back into the hands of Jason Altair. Breathing heavily, they smiled at each other uneasily before turning back to the instructor – who promptly covered up his wide-eyed expression and took them back. Both could have sworn they heard him muttering about 'deadly partnerships' and 'all of Remnant will remember this'.

And he was right. By the time they left the combat school, both Jason and Oscar had a friendship tested in the fires of battle and the hell of a teen's social life. 5 years later, when they took up control of their companies, the first thing they did was begin the process of making their companies partners. The Four Kingdoms reeled as two of the most influential companies began to work in tandem. The two companies created a small disconnect between themselves and the Atlesian military and began to create their own defenses that protected not only the major cities, but also the outlying villages.

Two years later, it came as no shock that both men would be each other's best at the double wedding of the century. They married the girls they had grown to like and love during their time at Syren – Raina Wilhelm walked down the aisle next to Leanne Grey, leaving Oscar and Jason thinking themselves the luckiest bastards in Remnant. A year and a half later, they saw the birth of their first children, Winter Schnee and Helena Altair. Now, their second children would share a birthday.

A nurse stopped them outside the inner core of the hospital where the more delicate surgeries and operations took place – including childbirth. They were directed to two comfortable armchairs and told to wait. The nurse – having been on shift during Helena and Winter's birth three years ago, chastised the two about worrying too much even after knowing what would happen. They reluctantly took a seat and looked at each other. Oscar smiled. "You know Jace, we spent majority of our teen years together, and got married on the same day in the same place… even our firstborns were born within three months of each other. The only thing that does not turn our lives into the biggest cliché in the world is that we didn't grow up together."

Jason snorted. "Please Seph, even Fate isn't evil enough to inflict you on me from birth. But I know what you mean … the media's gonna have a field day with this. Both Rai and Annie going into labour at the same time." Joseph laughed with him. "Don't worry, Jas. PR is going to be all over this. You know how good Marvin and Jasmine are at their jobs. They'll probably visit in the morning. And I'm sure you and I can fend off any amount of paparazzi with Moon and Arcadia." Jason nodded as he thought about the two weapons currently hidden on their persons – Hunter's Moon, Joseph's silver great sword/longbow and Dark Arcadia, his own glaive/scepter. The may not have been Hunters, but they still trained, together and apart. They had a family to protect. Before Jason could answer, two shrill screams tore through the sound proof doors. Not even pausing to look at each other, both men were out of their seats and through the door faster than eyes could follow.

They stopped in front of a set of windows that looked into a large room. A group of doctors and nurses surrounded two beds. There was a flurry of movement at the base of the bed before two sharp wails rang through the air. Both men leaned against the glass as their knees went weak. They were here. Their children were here! They felt something settling around them. They looked down to see scrubs covering their bodies and the nurse from earlier smiling at them with gloves and hair nets in hand. They had them on in record time and walked through the door. Raina and Leanne looked up from where they were propped against the back of their beds. Their hair was damp with sweat and they looked exhausted – but the smiles on their faces made up for it all.

Joseph walked over to Raina and looked at the small bundle in her arms. He would deny it for the rest of his life, but in that moment, looking down at his newborn daughter, he let out a small sob. She was so delicate looking. She had pale skin that was signature Schnee, but the pale white layer of hair across the top of her head clearly came from her mother. Suddenly, as if sensing her father's presence, the baby stirred and opened her eyes. Eyes as blue as the glaciers of the deep north looked out, too young to really make out anything except blobs. Joseph and Raina only smiled in unconditional love. "What are we going to name her, Rai?" Joseph whispered. As she leaned against him, she replied softly, "Weiss. Her name is Weiss Isabel Schnee." Joseph grinned down at her. "Snow White…" he whispered back, looking down at the little girl who was once again asleep. "… Perfect."

Meanwhile, even as he attempted to replicate Joseph's calm and collected approach, Jason froze three feet away from Leanne. Leanne looked up and gently called him forward. He took a deep breath as though trying to suck courage from the air and hesitantly walked forward and settled next to his wife. Leanne shifted and Jason was able to look at his newborn child. His hand came up to rest on the covered head of the little boy. The raven black fuzz that covered it tickled slightly. He could already see that it would be just as messy as his was before he grew it out. Leanne seemed to come through in his skin tone and the shape of his nose. Suddenly, the baby yawned making Leanne coo at the cuteness and though he would take it to the grave, Jason did as well. His eyes opened and Jason groaned. Emerald green eyes looked out at the two with a delicate silver ring around the pupil.

I really should learn my lesson, Jason though resignedly. He should have known that betting against his wife was an unwise choice ever since he'd lost a rather humiliating bet at Syren. He looked at Leanne who just gave him a smugly expectant look. He sighed, "Yes. I should have known. My beautiful wife is always right. The chocolates shall be at home before we are." Leanne settled back content and leaned against Jason. "Have you thought about the name that I'd come up with?" Jason's inquiry was met with a nod and a small smile. "Yes. But I think Harrison kinda sounds like Hairy. What do you think about Hadrian?" Jason worked the name over in his head. Hadrian Altair. It sounded excellent – regal almost. He slowly smiled. "Yeah. Hadrian. Hadrian Nicholas Altair. My little Harry." He grinned as he said the last part. "No…" Leanne groaned. "Please no… it sounds even more like Hairy. Couldn't you have chosen Rian or something as a nickname?!" Jason just gave her a smile. She sighed resignedly. She knew she wouldn't win the argument.

"It's a good name… and nickname." A voice cut through. They looked up. Joseph stood there with a little bundle in his arms. Jason grinned at him while Leanne just rolled her eyes. "Alright, alright, I know when I've lost. No need to rub it in. Now, lemme see her." Leanne's command, because that is what it was, had Joseph walking to the other side of the bed and seating himself in the chair there. He leaned forward slightly to reveal his newest daughter. Leanne let out an "Aww!" while Jason remarked, "She's beautiful, Seph. What's the little princess' name?" Joseph stifled a small snort. "Weiss. Weiss Schnee." Joseph's voice was choked with restrained laughter. Both Leanne and Jason covered their mouth to stifle their laughter. "Snow White!" Jason gasped out before dissolving into quiet laughter again. Joseph just threw an exasperated look at Raina, as though saying 'I told you so.' He just got a set of rolled eyes for his trouble. Two nurses came into the room and trundled the two women out. A whine from Raina had her daughter back in her arms as they were taken to one of the larger, more expensive rooms that had accommodations for patient's family as well.

Once the women were settled down to recover from their exhaustive labour and the sleeping babies put into their cribs, both Jason and Joseph slid into the bunks set into the walls on either end of the room. Their weapons were held loosely in their hands, ready to be brought to bear on any fool who thought that he could make a move on their children.

Hours past and soon the first rays of sunrise began to lighten the sky. The windows tinted to prevent the patients and family from waking up. Suddenly, the door opened. Jason and Joseph stirred, but the figure waved their hands and the two men fell back into deep slumber. As they stepped into the light, the figure was revealed to be the nurse who had handed the scrubs and other protective material to the new fathers. As she walked across the room, the air shimmered around her. The hospital uniforms disappeared and were replaced by flowing white robes so white they looked like woven starlight. The woman had beautiful pale skin, long auburn hair and eyes with galaxies dancing where the pupils should have been.

She stopped next to the crib of Hadrian Altair. She reached out and ran her hand through the boy's hair. She smiled down and quietly whispered, "Welcome to the happy ending you were denied, Harry." She took a few steps back before disappearing in a flash of bright light. All around the planet, criminals of all kinds – petty thieves to murders to those who committed heinous crimes for the fun of it – shivered as a feeling of dread passed through them. Deep in their subconscious mind, where they would never truly hear it, a voice spoke. "He has come. The Master of Death has come to Remnant. Fear for your souls, for if they are as black as darkened night, even Fate shall not spare you his fury."

*Long sigh* (like the ones when you sit in an incredibly comfortable chair after an exhausting day)

Finally! This… this is the prologue that this story deserved. But I still like the previous one, so don't worry, that'll appear later on in the story.

As you can see, I have completely revamped this story. The beginning is completely different. Personally, I hate that Weiss had become so cold and closed off from the world. I thought that Harry could be able to crack the shell, but he was too much of a stranger. Now, these two are going to grow up with each other. Harry will be the big brother figure that Weiss should have had. Eventually, he'll assume the role with Ruby as well.

I'm sure that this will ruffle the feathers of a few people who think I'm changing too many things. That brings to mind something that an author I really like says – "If you don't like it, then don't read it." That's DZ2 if you didn't know.

I write because I like to. Last time I threatened to take the story down. But a reviewer (I'm sorry I don't remember who you are) told me that it just meant that I was giving up. I agree. This story is purely for my enjoyment since I find RWBY a very versatile universe and I think that I can bring something good out of it. I will write what I have planned and will try to change aspects of the story if my reviewers change my mind and it fits in with the eventual goal I have in mind.

So, let me know if you like the story, if you think it could be improved and any offers for Beta are always welcome. I have many time management issues as a high schooler and more than a few bouts of intense writer's block. I am now off to re-write the next chapter. Hope to have it up soon.

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