"I still don´t think it´s a good idea," Glynda said. Ozpin took a sip from his mug. "It´s fine." Glynda walked through the headmasters office, looking at her scroll. "We can´t just take a new student. He will enter in the middle of the year. He won´t have a team." "It´s fine." She looked at the headmaster. "He´s a former mercenary. A murderer. He has more experience fighting humans and faunus than grimm. And if he loses control of his semblance, he will attack everyone." Ozpin got up from his chair, turning towards the window. "He´s strong. He has his gauntlets to control his semblance. He will be a good student." Glynda looked at him and continued. "What if someone pays enough? As a former mercenary, he will probably change sides." Ozpin turned towards her. "He won´t. Strangely for a mercenary, honour and loyalty are the most important things to him. Once he becomes a student, he´s loyal to us." "But..." The doors of the elevator opened, the two professors turning towards it.
A giant man stepped out. About 6`9 tall, muscular, green eyes, short orange hair and a short beard. He was wearing the normal uniform of Beacon, but slightly changed. He had ripped the arms of, leaving his upper arms exposed, his big muscles showing. His forearms were covered by gauntlets. Black, ending in spikes at the elbow and looking like covered with big, black scales. The hands almost looked like claws and on top of the hand was a big, bloodred gem. This arms could belong to a dragon, more than to a human, but he never deactivated the gauntlets. Ozpin took a step towards him. "Mister Svart." The man looked at him. With a dark, rough voice he said: "Sup?" "What have you done to the uniform?" Glynda asked. "It sucked. I didn´t like it. So I changed it a bit." He shrugged his shoulders. "You can´t just destroy school property," she said angry. Vladek looked at her confused. "Why?" Glynda just stood there, not knowing what to say, while the headmaster started to laugh quietly.
"Goood mooorning, team RWBY!" Weiss looked at her team leader, clearly showing that she didn´t like the fact, they were supposed to get up early. "Why are we getting up this early on a saturday?" Yang looked at her, with the usual smile on her face. "You know why. We´re getting a new student and for some reason, he will do the forest trial all alone and maybe, just maybe Ozpin will get him into a team as some kind of unofficial fifth member. We don´t know anything about this guy, but the trial will be transmitted into the auditorium, for everyone to see." Weiss still wasn´t convinced. "And why do we have to go there?" Ruby came rushing from the other side of the room. "Because it will be awesome. He has to be powerful, if he´ll do the trial alone. And he might become our new team member. We just have to go." "I doubt, Ozpin will send him into our team. There are other teams," Blake added. Yang shrugged her shoulders. "Who knows. I just hope to see some good fighting." They quickly got out of their room and into the auditorium, taking a seat in the front row.
Vladek Svart, twenty years old, former mercenary. Now he stood at this cliff, ready to do the forest trial. He was wearing his normal clothes. Black, steel-toed boots, blue jeans, a grey t-shirt with a white skull and his signature black leather jacket with hood. He cracked his knuckles, looking at the gauntlets. Moving his hand to his back, he checked for his weapon. Glynda Goodwitch and Ozpin stood before him. "This will be your trial. You will be launched into the forest and you have to recover a relic hidden inside. Once you found it, make your way back. Any questions?" Ozpin said. Vladek looked at the mass of green. "Launched, huh? What do I have for the landing? Parachute? Jetpack? Jump suit?" "Nothing, you need to find you own landing strategy." Vladek nodded, before he turned towards Ozpin. "Wait, what?" Before he got an answer, he was launched into the air. "Shiiii..."
He was flying through the air, trying to stabilize his fall. He managed it somehow. "Hell yeah, I´m flying. Wait, this isn´t flying, this is falling with style." He took a quick look around. "How do I brake?" He looked back forward, his eyes widening in shock. In the next second, he crashed into the tree, face first. "Ow."
The students in the auditorium started to laugh. This wasn´t, what they were expecting. "Wow, seems like we got another Jaune. Still impressed?" Weiss said angry. "Just wait. Maybe it was just an accident," Ruby stated. "Yeah, an accident to get up early," the young Schnee said quiet.
Vladek jumped down from the tree, an angry expression on his face. "Man, fuck this forest." He heard a quiet growl and turned around to see something small. "How cute, a beowolf pup." He looked around, taking a step back. He charged at the pup and kicked it, sending it flying high in the sk and away. "Football, fuck yeah." He started to laugh, when he heard a louder growl from somewhere behind. "Crap. Shouldn´t have done that." He turned around to face nearly a dozen beowolves. He let out a small sigh, before he looked back up, a small smile on his face. "Aight, let´s do this."
Once the cute, little pup was shown, you could hear how many huntresses suddenly felt bad for killing beowolves. And you could hear how their hearts broke as the puppy was used as a football by a crazy berserc. Except for Yang. Yang was laughing. "Great, can´t wait to see his gauntlets in action." Ruby looked at her older sister. "I don´t think the gauntlets are his main weapon. He has something on his back." Ozpin got back from the cliff and stopped beside team RWBY right now. "Miss Rose is right. The gauntlets are for something else. His semblance is very special. The more angry he gets, the stronger he becomes. And his aura turns as hard as stone. He is easy to anger and if he wants, he can get angry at the very air. But, as the downside, if he becomes to angry, he´ll attack everyone and everything. He can´t control this by himself. That´s what the gauntlets are for. The Gauntlets of Wrath." Yang looked at him. "So, something like my semblance?" Ozpin nodded. "Yes. If you want to compare your bike with a tank. But let´s see what he will do," the headmaster stated, turning their attention back to the screen.
Vladeks hand slowly moved to his back. He pulled his weapon out, a giant doublesided, pitchblack axe. Slowly the beowolves got closer. He transformed his weapon, having it turn into a greatsword, as long as himself. The beowolves charged at him and he grabbed his giant weapon with both hands. A quick spin and a huge slash followed, instantly slicing three beowolves in half. Another one jumps at the berserc, but he just ducks under the attack, letting his opponent fly over him. With three quick steps, he reaches the rest of the pack. His huge weapon slices through air, flesh and bones alike, leaving a trail of destruction. Within seconds, only two beowolves remain. One has his back towards Vladek and before he can turn around, the blade breaks through his chest. He drops down, sword still in his corpse. Without his weapon, Vladek moves closer towards the last one. It seems to be the leader of the pack, bigger and faster than the rest. The berserc clenches his armored fists, getting into a fighting stance. Before he can react, the beowolf jumps at him and attacks him, his claws hitting the gauntlets, pushing Vladek back. "You are one ugly dog," he says angry. His enemy tries to hit him again, but Vladek grabs his arm with his left hand, his right fist moving in for the attack. With a loud crack, it buries into his opponents face, breaking the skull. Vladeks hand is stuck inside the head and as his opponent drops dead, the fist of the man is covered in blood, dripping. "Shit, now I have to clean my gauntlets. Thanks, shitface." He grabs his weapon, attaching it to his back, as he continues to make his way into the forest.