Adam Taurus, the proud leader of the White Fang. His name is respected by many and feared by an equal amount. As such he is quite the controversial figure, but so are his friends. He partners himself with the proud Cinder Fall and her allies, Roman Torchwick his bodyguard Neo, as well as Cinder's subordinates who were not with them at the moment Mercury Black and Emerald Sustrai.

"So Adam, how did you come to be here? Despite working together for, what? A few years we still don't know anything about anyone," Roman said, "so how about you tell us your stories and I will tell you mine. And well you and everyone here,"

Adam sighed, "Fine. Here we go. It all started fourteen years ago, when I first left the orphanage,"

"Look at that sad excuse for a human," A man spat, walking past the young Adam Taurus.

"It isn't even human, George. It is an animal. They don't need rights." The woman walking with him said.

"I can speak. I can feel. Now why am I not considered human, just because I look different? How does that make me any less human! I can say that about you," Adam pointed to the lady, "you have black skin. You aren't white like George here. So by your logic you aren't human and have no rights,"

"But I am human," she responded.

"Why? You look different from them. So why are you human? Why are you more human than me?" Adam asked her.

"I am human. I don't have any weird animal parts," she said.

"So, that is what automatically makes us sub human, having a tail, or having fangs? What backwards logic is that?" Adam snarled.

"We are superior to your kind," the man said.

"Really? Tell me more about your increased strength and night vision," Adam said, sarcastically.

Unable to answer the man stormed away followed by the woman, "Stupid humans," Adam fumed as they retreated.

This wasn't the first time. This had happened all the time since he left. Hell this was the reason he left. The more it happened the more and more hatred he felt. Hatred to the world, hatred to humans.

So what did the logical and cunning kid do? He stole. To survive he stole, to cause grief he stole. One day he snuck into a weapons shop and went to the back, where they made all the weapons.

"How much for a weapon?" The now teenager asked.

He wasn't past thirteen, and he had just hit puberty. Not really that intimidating. His voice still relatively high and his figure relatively short. His hair was ragged, and black from dirt and years of not being cleaned well. But he was still competent. He could fight, at least.

"Out in the shop," A disgruntled old man replied.

"No. I want a custom weapon," Adam said.

"Six hundred and fifty lien," he said, this boy couldn't affo-

"Deal,"

"What? How can you pay for that?" he asked.

"My parents are rich," was his reply.

The man conceded, "So what do you want?" He asked.

Adam smiled, "I got some plans right here,"

Adam was now sixteen. He was around six five and his hair was well groomed. His voice was now deep and powerful and he carried himself in a way that exuded power. So it came as no surprise when a large bear faunus came to him. While many would have thought him tall, compared to Adam he was rather short.

Adam noted the mask the bear was wearing, "White Fang?" He asked.

"Yeah. I assume you know why I am here?"

"How high up the ranks do I start?" He asked.

Adam at this point was a famous Faunus activist. Beating the White Fang to many of their targets.

"Captain," The bear said.

"Captain. I can deal with that, for now, take me there. I want to meet your leader, tell him I accept to his face," Adam smirked at the man.

"Okay, yeah right away,"

Took Adam four years but here he was. Leader of the White Fang, the most important Faunus in the world. Adam was good at his job, so good that he attracted the attention of a certain criminal.

"Cinder Fall. So you want my help?" He asked.

"It is what I said, isn't it?" She asked, smugly.

"I am so sorry but I am afraid that I must say no. You see I wouldn't want to work with a barbarian such as yourself," he said to her.

Cinder had already asked once before. Thing is, after he said no she came back and slaughtered all the faunus in his camp.

"Did you not see the damage we did to your men?" She asked him, perplexed on why he hadn't immediately jumped at this, fearing her wrath.

"I could go hand to hand with you. You don't scare me, nor do you scare Brick. He could take your goons," Adam smirked at the woman.

"Can we instead ask nicely?" Cinder asked, clearly playing games at this point, so sure that she was better than him.

"You could try. I think a better way is replacing all of my soldiers, getting us better weapons and training. Then I think we can work together," while Adam put up a brave front he was fucking terrified of what Cinder could do to his soldiers. He could lose all of them just because of one petty dispute. He was not going to let that happen.

"I can arrange that," Cinder gave him a soothing smile.

"Good, you'd better," Adam said to her, "in the meantime, why do you need me?"

"Quite simple really. I need the manpower and I could use more powerful high ranking officials. Like myself," she said to him.

"Flattery won't get you anywhere," Adam said to her.

"Oh, but I am serious," She responded, "you are one of the strongest there is. Quite impressive knowing that you didn't even attend a day of combat school," she looked at him.

"Someday I may tell you how I got to this point this isn't that day," he said to her.

"Such a shame, but oh well we must carry on. We have so much to do," her tone grew darker with those last few words, losing the honeyed layer that they had before.

"Now you are speaking my language," Adam smiled.

"I speak many tongues. Violence just happens to be one of them," She replied.

"So what are we going to do?" he asked her.

"Isn't it obvious? We have many plans to make and many colleagues to find. I have a few in mind, a few I used to know in fact. Though where they are, well that is far beyond me. That is why I need your troops. I assume you can organize your men to do such a simple task as to find elusive criminals?"

"I'll see what I can do," Adam snorted.

"That is all I ask," Cinder said to him.

"Now I must take my leave. Get to me what I need, names descriptions possible places of hiding and I will send my men out; for now I have leader business. So long, Cinder Fall," Adam gave her a wave as he made his way back to his tent to figure out he was going to explain this.

"Will do, Adam Taurus," Cinder sneered, "will do,"

"And you know the rest, Roman. I am sure," Adam looked at Roman.

"Yeah," Roman shrugged.

"So tell me Cinder, why did you really go to me? You could have bribed units in the Atlesian military but you went to a terrorist group, why?"

"Because no one had the potential you had. No one had the reach you add. No one had the numbers and ability to grow in them that you did. No one had you," Cinder replied.

"And in the end it worked out. I got what I wanted you are getting what you wanted, well except that Blake girl. Why do you still want her, pray tell?"

"She was my daughter. Well like a daughter. I cannot stand to watch her wallow in the 'goodness' and become soft and complacent," he said.

"I see. I'd react similarly if Neo was taken," Roman patted Neo on the head.

"And I, if either Emerald and Mercury left. I see what you mean now,"

"I need to get her back. I need to know why she left me, what I can do to bring her back," Adam said.

"All in good time. Though I do have some ideas,"

"Hey, buddy. While Cinder goes off into little sadistic hurty thoughts land how about I tell you about my past? Information for information? Like eye for eye just a lot less painful," Roman smiled.

"Sure," Adam shrugged, Roman knew Cinder better than him so he probably knew what he was doing.

"See it all started a very long time ago…"

So I have long debated the merits of having an ending or beginning author's note. So far I have decided that if I will do one I will only do it at the end so anything that would be told in the first one will be instead said in this one. My stories are designed to not have A/Ns but I think that a lot of the time they are necessary just to say stuff. Upcoming stuff how well I have been working etc. these will only appear in applicable chapters, I will try to break the flow as little as I can by having one and only having at the end. So just to tell you all that are reading I have all of this first arc planned out so the plot holes will be much less numerous. The reason they appear is I just add things as I write and I change what I tried to do and that ends up with some bad results. So I have the first ten chapters planned and I have two chapters written and hopefully I can finish this first arc in a month or more. Some changes in education are approaching and whether they will help with my writing I do not know. Though I do not think so. Only time will tell I am sure. So the next chapter will be titled Memories of Home and Family I will let you guess what that means. If any changes were meant between this first going up and whenever you are reading I will try to note it here.

Later

~Allan Tyr Phoenix