Hey everyone. Here is the first official chapter of my story. I will also do my best to either keep the canon refreshing if i use it, or avoid it well all together. Hope you all enjoy. I DO NOT OWN ROOSTERTEETH, LUCAS FILMS, RWBY, OR STAR WARS.
A Jedi or Something
Ch.1: A Disturbance in the Canon
"Legends, stories scattered through time.
Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are Remnants of what some knowledgeable of the past consider to be a more elegant age.
Man, born from dust, was strong, wise, and resourceful, but he was born into an unforgiving world. An inevitable and delicious darkness, creatures of destruction. The creatures of Grimm set to destroy humanity and its creations. These forces clashed and it seemed the darkness was near returning man's brief and pitiful existence to the void.
However, before even the natural resource capable of mass destruction known as Dust was discovered, a far greater power was found. The Force. Those strong and attuned to its power were considered to be gods to the plebeians of the time. These supposedly higher beings called themselves Jedi Knights.
These Knights practiced the art of mastering the Light Side of the Force. Wasting their gifts to protect those underneath them from the Grimm, they carved a far different world than today. With the Knights driving the poor beasts to the far corners of the world, it seemed as if the Grimm and the Dark Side would soon be snuffed out.
The fools got careless.
A young Knight one day found out the true nature of the Dark Side, and she found it to be far more powerful than the dogmatic view of the Jedi. This maiden recruited her own Dark Knights, and hunted down the Old World's precious Jedi. Driving humanity back closer into the dirt where it belongs.
Humanity does not remember these events. They do not understand why their world is now a Remnant of what once was, nor do they remember the Force. Afterall, history is written by the victors.
And monsters don't write history books.
So, you may prepare your guardians… Build your monuments and heroes to a so-called free world, but take heed… There will be no victory in the Light."
"But perhaps victory is in the simpler things that you've long forgotten. Things that require a small, more honest soul."
The scene transitions to a familiar tower, with a man grey with hair but not seamingly age reviews the footage captured of a Dust robbery led by none other than Roman Torchwick. Said theft was stalled and Torchwick was nearly captured in the process.
The Headmaster of Beacon Academy frowned to himself, while he had let the young Rose into his school tonight, he now had an odd number of student entering this year.
This would normally be an issue, but applications to the Hunter institutions, even as those as prestigious as Beacon, have been steadily dropping. Ms. Rose's timing was almost certainly impeccable, but also unnecessary. He had his eyes on the silver-eyed maiden's training ever since Qrow told her about her unique traits and abilities. She will make an excellent guardian, in time.
And they need every last one, Ozpin thinks to himself.Even those that would have come through falsified means, he muses. Sliding the scroll and Ms. Rose's application file to the side and pulling out another, the Headmaster reflects on the other file.
There is something about this boy, and not that he is from a strong lineage with great power. Though, that certainly helps. This future Hunter, as ironic as it sounds given how laughably fake his records are, maybe the honest soul he is looking for.
Ozpin shakes his head clear of thoughts f
of mentoring and fighting future battles ahead. With a quick sip of a heavenly blend of coffee, the Headmaster of Beacon Academy continued his paperwork.
AN: Alright. That should start us off nicely I think. Please leave a review or PM me with any questions or critiques. I would love to hear your feedback and I will read and reply to every single one.