It was a normal day, the sun was shining brightly and Jayson was still wearing his hood. He was in the middle of Vale, a few things left to do before he met his younger brother at the port to catch a ship to Beacon academy. One of those things left to do was rob a bank. Jay was an expert at stealing things, mainly because people would never know he was there. He made his way into the bank, silvery tendrils coiling around him and reaching out towards everyone else in there. Nobody looked at him; nobody even knew he was there. It was too easy. Jay made his way over to the vault, walking past a few security guards. He then took out his tools and started to work on the lock, Jay could afford to take his sweet time as he was in no danger of being noticed.

"Is nobody going to stop him?" A voice cried out from the door, the silver wisps didn't seem to affect him. This was a cause for concern as usually his semblance perfectly concealed him. Jay stood up and looked at the source of the voice; it was a fairly short man with messy brown hair. The man's suit definitely showed some wealth. The man concerned Jay; if someone could see him then there was something off about what they could do.

"Listen hear mate, I don't want any trouble here. Just walk out and forget you ever saw me." Jay said calmly with his Australian accent making him seem somewhat less threatening, he didn't want to start a fight. He'd lose control of his semblance in a highly stressful situation. The suited man didn't listen and started to walk towards Jay, people didn't notice him either. This made Jay even more suspicious of the suited figure; did they have a similar semblance to him?

"If you didn't want any trouble, why rob a bank?" The man had reasonable logic, but it was logic Jay didn't much care for. If anyone had the same gift that Jay had they'd do the same thing he did, nobody would pass up such power. The man continued to walk towards Jay, pulling out a large spear as he walked.

"Well, if you're pulling out a weapon we may as well be equal then. Not gonna let some overcompensating wanker show me up." Jay said with a cocky smirk, segmented metal gauntlets covering his arms as he walked to meet the man. Fire crackled from the metal, the perks of dust making the gauntlets very well known.

Jay charged and reeled his right arm back, hoping to then land a solid punch on this man. Then he was gone, the man in the suit moved quickly and that was a bad thing for Jay considering his very slow fighting style. Jay lunged again, two attempts at a hook foiled by someone moving quicker than him. Though the man with the spear never struck back, this just pissed Jay off more. More punches were thrown and more scorch marks were left on the floor and walls where the man used to stand.

"Stay! Still!" Jay yelled with a strong hit landing on what he thought was the man's chest, it turns out it wasn't the man's chest but rather his spear. Jay growled in annoyance, this was getting annoying. Then it got painful. The man decided to go on the offensive, striking Jay in the legs and body with the end of his spear. Pain coursed through Jay as the pointed blade hit him; he couldn't do anything against the speed of the suited man, this was a fight that Jay never had under control. The spear tore into his hoodie, ripping it to shreds. Jay wasn't going to take this anymore; he wasn't going to keep taking hits until he just gives in and dies.

A silver glow erupted from Jay's eyes; he used it as a trick, Jay's real eye colour was green but he made them silver to scare off other people and the Grimm. The spear man took a step back; this gave Jay a chance to strike back, an opportunity to end it now.

Jay launched a fist at the man; the fist was surrounded with the silver aura of his semblance. Every hit from Jay enveloped the other person in silver light, the glow getting more and more intense. Heavy hits left Jay tired, the punches slowed but the glow grew brighter. The man found an opening and struck Jay in the eye, a howl of pain coming from the mind mage. This was the final straw for Jay; he held his palms out and focussed on only the silver glow.

"You've made me mad now; you're going to pay for that." Jay's hands snapped shut, the spear wielder screaming in pain. All of Jay's power and frustration went in to his aura; Jay had never had to do this before. The silver light faded and the other man collapsed, but Jay had bigger problems than being noticed. Jay's right eye, he couldn't see out of it. The blood flowed down his face and he had to forgo his heist to seek some medical attention.

An hour later and Jay had a bandage around his eye; thankful for his old friend he no longer owed a favour. Jay's scroll rang, it was Nic.

"Hey little brother...wassup?" There was large recoil from Jay as his brother yelled at him down the scroll for nearly being late to the airship, there was still some time. Jay calmed his brother down as he walked towards the port, only for his brother to sprint up to him as he saw the bandage over his eye.

"Shitshitshit, Jay what happened to you? How did this happen? You were fine earlier...fucking hell you didn't did you..." Nic held some height over Jay, much to Nic's delight. This also made him much more intimidating to the older brother. "Nic, I had to...well I didn't have to but someone showed up. They could see me and I-I killed him. I thought killing people was behind me, guess it wasn't all over." The younger brother punched him lightly in the shoulder, he knew a lot of Jay's past. Though it wasn't to be discussed yet. No, his backstory would be revealed to whichever unlucky saps ended up on his team.

Authors Notes:
Welcome to Ashes to ASHS, these first three chapters are just here to introduce everyone. Any and all questions should hopefully be answered down the line but don't be afraid to leave a review asking me a question.