Prologue
Dear Ozpin,
You probably don't know who I am, or why I'm contacting you, but you're one of the only people I could think about who is strong enough to come to my aid when the time comes. I won't disclose the full story in a letter, you never know who may end up with it, but I know this one will make it to you.
Let me start off by saying, I am an ex-general from the White Fang. I left a while ago since their views on getting equality drifted away from mine, and eventually got myself on the watch list for stopping many of their operations.
A few days ago, I attempted to stop another operation, but it turned out to a publicity trap that you saw on the news no doubt. I wanted to tell you that I was framed and I'm now on the run from the authorities as well. Including your good old friend General Ironwood.
So, I'm asking you for a favor. I know you still have a powerful say in Beacon and would like you to put in a good word for me. I passed all the tests, and they're still suspicious of my skill and background. Don't worry, you'll know I am after this letter gets to you. I've heard you're good at figuring these things out, especially since you've already met me, you just don't know it.
Sincerely,
The one named after their eyes