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Hans smiled as he felt his body burning away. After many, many, long years of this cursed life, he would finally be free. He had lived too long, seen too much, done too much for him to find any joy in living. He provided the vampiress, Seras Victoria, the means to kill him. A single, silver tooth that had been forcibly ripped from a Jew's mouth during World War 2. Seras had used the tool against him effectively, just as he had hoped she would. What else would you expect from the only vampire sired by the one and only Dracula, or Alucard as he was called these days. He closed his eyes for his eternal rest . . .

And then he opened them again. He was staring at the shattered moon hanging in the star filled night sky. He could feel cool grass against his bare back and his ears twitch at the light breeze that was blowing and at the sound of crickets and other night creatures . . . Wait . . . Ears?! Hans sat up quickly and felt the fuzzy wolf ears that rested on top of his head, just inches above the normal ears on the side of his head. He frowned in confusion. Soo . . . this was unprecedented. Firstly, he wasn't dead, secondly, he has wolf ears in addition to his normal ears, and thirdly he was . . . nowhere near London or the Millennium blimp he had died in. Let's not even start on the shattered moon.

Hans sighed slightly through his nose and stood. He picked a random direction and began walking. To make matters worse, it began raining. Eventually, he reached the city. It looked different from every other city he'd ever seen, more . . . futuristic, sci-fi some might say. It was in this city that he made another startling discovery, he was the size of a seven year old, and had the appearance of one as well. Hans discovered this as he walked past a shop window and caught his reflection in the glass. He also saw several other people with addition animal parts like he had, sometimes ears, sometimes tails, sometimes horns, but all of them kept their heads down as many normal humans eyed them with disgust and distain.

He kept walking until he felt something he hadn't felt in a long time, tiredness. With no money and nowhere to stay, he slipped into an alleyway and slept there. He continued in the morning, ignoring the pangs of hunger gnawing at his insides. He'd eat later, once he found food. This came as another surprise to him. He actually craved food, not human flesh, once he had a chance to do so without causing a scene, he would test his ability to transform.

After a bit of digging, he discovered that the city, and country, he was in, was called Vale, which was part of a world called Remnant. He soon learned about the monsters of this world, the Grimm. They sounded a bit cliché to him, but it did allow him to develop a few theories. He was either dreaming, this was what hell was like, or he was in another dimension. For him, any one of these would be equally plausible and he didn't really have a preference for any single one. He simply didn't care that much. Hans slept in an alley for the second night, though he did manage to find some water to drink, which was good as dying of dehydration would be a pathetic way to go.

On the third morning, he cut his hand on a piece of glass in the alleyway. He watched blankly as it healed seamlessly, however, it seemed different than when he normally healed from wounds that weren't inflicted by silver, it . . . felt different. Setting yet another mystery aside to solve later, Hans decided to leave the city, he'd find food in the forest. He didn't succeed in finding any food that day, so he slept outside for the third time.

After waking up on the fourth day, he began his hunting efforts anew. Instead of finding prey, he found a house with man and two younger girls outside. The older of the girls had wild, long, golden hair was sparring with the man, whose blond hair was pale in comparison to the girl he was sparring with and his jaw was covered with a light scruff. The other girl was a couple years younger than the one with the wild blonde hair, but hers was black red tinting the ends and the edge of her bangs. She was cheering on the blonde girl, who was her sister if Hans was hearing the girl correctly.

The dark haired girl seemed to notice someone was watching her, which impressed Hans slightly, those so young rarely have such good instincts. She turned and saw him almost immediately, he hadn't been trying to hide and his white hair made him stand out from his surrounds. The girl stood and began walking towards him. Hans remained still. The girl and the man that had been sparring noticed the girl heading towards Hans and stopped to run after her.

"Ruby!" the man called after.

The dark haired girl, Ruby, stopped in front of him and grinned at him. "Hi there! Who are you?" the eight year old him.

Hans didn't answer her as her ten year old sister and what must have been their father came to a stop behind her. Their father didn't look at Hans with distain or disgust as some of the humans in the city had, instead there was only concern and confusion on his face. Ruby started waving her hand in front of Hans' face to get his attention, as if he hadn't noticed her or heard what she'd said.

• • •

Taiyang watched the boy in front of him that his daughters were trying to get to speak, though he remained silent, staring at them with eyes that didn't look like they belonged to a seven year old. They were cold and calculating and . . . empty. The faunus boy's ears flicked every now and then due to his daughters chatting.

Taiyang finally spoke up. "Hey . . . where is your family?"

Those eyes turned to him. For a moment, Taiyang thought that he would remain silent as he had been doing with his daughters, but he opened his mouth and uttered a single word. "Dead."

This startled the three. "Oh no, I'm so sorry!" Yang said, both girls horrified by this news.

With this information, the boy's eyes made a little bit more sense. It's quite possible that his parents could have been the victims of anti-faunus crime, and his cold attitude towards them may mean he thinks ill of humans, though he didn't seem to hate them. Taiyang wanted to show him that not all humans were like that, and the boy looked like he hadn't showered or eaten in a few days, and was dressed only in a pair of pants.

"Why don't you . . . stay with us a few days? There's food, water, and a place to sleep." he offered.

At the mention of food, the boy's stomach gave a loud rumble. He looked annoyed, as if he was displeased with his body giving away it's needs. But, he gave Taiyang a single nod that showed he accepted the offer. Eager for the change in subject, the girls dragged him towards the house to show him around. Taiyang followed the girls.

"By the way, since you're going be staying a little bit, we're going to need something to call you, what's your name?" he asked the boy.

He turned to look at him and there was a moment of silence before he answered, "Hans."

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