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( Hello one and all, I am here to bring you a new fanfiction straight from the new animated series called RWBY. It's quite good ya know! So this is going to be a story following the show, so far. Plus some of my extra side bits and changes because I am using an OC team. Don't worry, each character from the show shall be shown and played to their exact character. Well I will try my best xD. So support the official release of this chapter! Enjoy! Hope to get some Reviews! )

Chapter 1

The End is the Beginning.

Every person has their own way of living life. Most choose to work hard for a living, some decide to take the easy way out and others just follow the crowd. I on the other hand like to do whatever comes my way. It was either a miracle or nightmare for what chance I had to grow up with.

The image of bodies stabbed to death had passed through my mind. The blade in my hand with their blood trickling down the very weapon that had killed them. A surprise expression on the two dead bodies lying on the floor motionless. My cold grey eyes staring down at the bodies with little remorse of what I had done.

They had deserved what they got, the men that had beat me up every day. I was living on the streets, since I was ten years old. My parents were killed by monsters on the front line and despite their sacrifice. No one gave me a home, so I had left the orphanage and lived on my own for the rest of my life. Even then, people had looked down on me for being a military brat and these two had always come to beat me up because I wasn't able to defend myself.

My mother and father had fought for the people, to keep them save. Yet, when they had been taken down and killed by those damn monsters. They only gave small services and left me in an orphanage to rot. The other kid's within the orphanage had only looked at me with pity, they all did. I didn't want their stares or special treatment of me. I was only a kid at the time, so I had taken it the wrong way and this is how my life had turned out.

One year later, they had decided to bring a knife to the alley and cut me with it. I was scared for my own life, so I didn't want to die and that was when an aura had engulfed my body. The two had been pushed away from me, dropping the knife on the floor. Yet, I had not stopped there and took the knife from the floor into my hand. Their faces had grown pale at the sight of the blade and I felt anger for what they had done to me for a year. I ended up stabbing them both several times before they had gone silent. The screams from the two men were silent in my ears, as they did not need to be remembered.

I stood up after killing the two and felt my body grow numb from my actions. Realization had finally hit me and I felt like my world was being torn apart from me. The police would be here soon enough and my life would end here in this alleyway. It was the end until I met him on this very same day. A man in his early twenties had watched the whole exchange from the end of the alleyway. He had opened an umbrella as it had started to pour down into the planet. The rain that I had believed to wash away sins but when it hit me….it felt like a reminder of what I had done.

The mysterious figure was getting closer to me, step by step until he had reached the side of me. I wanted to run for my life but this man's pressure had held me in place, it didn't even allow me to move an inch of my body. My eyes had darted upon the mysterious man and noticed important figures of his standing. Green eyes, Orange hair, an expensive suit, a black feathered cap, walking cane in his right hand and finally a dark smirk with a cigar in his mouth. He wasn't focused on me; instead his eyes were scanning the two dead guys.

He extended his left arm out with the umbrella over to me. I only stared at the arm like it was about to harm me, but did he want me to hold it for him?

"Hey Kid, if you haven't noticed it already. I want you to hold the umbra for me."

I didn't grab the umbrella from him, thinking it was a trap.

"So you think your hot stuff? If you don't comply, you will be next to join these two. Capiche."

The very idea of dying here had gone through my head and I only had one choice. I dropped the knife from my hand onto the wet ground and grabbed the umbra from his hand.

"Good kid, now if you let a single drop of water drip on this suit you're a dead man" he said with a charming smile that terrified that rattled me to my very core.

Who was this man? Was what I had said to myself over and over again in my mind? It was troubling to not know the answers, which I wanted to know. Yet, he looked like the devil in human clothing. I paid attention to him more closely; he was raiding the pockets of the two dead guys. What he had found was money, a few red crystals and another knife in the other man's pocket.

He grabbed the blade and lunged it into one of the bodies. The blood gushing out had splattered over my eyes, causing me to wipe it away to see again. The smell and taste of blood was in my mind, the very feeling had overwhelmed. Of course, his next actions had scared me….he grabbed the knife from around my feet and brought it up to my neck. Pressing the cold piece of metal again my pale skin, he wanted to get rid of me now. It was all I could think of at this moment.

I was surprised, when he had flicked his wrist and sent the knife into the head of the second dead guy with a smile on his face. He then tossed a large sum of money on the ground in between the bodies for some reason. I didn't ask out of fear of his response but then he had stood up from his searching right next to me.

"So kid, can you tell me what these are?" He said holding up the red crystals to me.

"Red crystals?" I said unsurely.

"Well yes they are, but the correct term is called dust"

"Dust?"

"Yes, dust. It is what they use to combat monsters of this world. Of course to me, they are used for weapons of mass destruction!"

"Mass destruction?"

"God it's like I'm talking to a kid right now, oh wait. You are a kid, so now that I have your attention. You have two choices, Join me or Die." He said calmly with another one of his charming smiles.

"Join you or die." I said openly

"Those are the choices, you seen my face after all. So I really don't want to be spotted in this town. Aside from that, you just killed two people. It would be rather tiresome if I let you go and blame it on little old me. Just saying it was pretty good for an amateur that you are." He said honestly

I stood there with a scared expression on my face. Going over the option's that were handed to me. I couldn't fight him, running away would get me killed and I could join him. It wasn't like I had anywhere to go, it might be better than the streets and what was the worst that could happen?

The sound of a police siren had gone off on the other end of the alleyway. Two cops were about to exit out of the car and we were about to be caught. They looked over at the both of us, wondering what the man would do now but what I saw had helped make my decision now. He had thrown the red dust crystal near the police car and without a second to spare aimed his cane towards it. The cane had fired a bullet towards the crystal and a second later, the whole car had exploded into flames with the policemen inside of it.

"See kid, what I tell ya. Mass destruction! Now let's get going before they send hunters after us"

The cries of agony could be heard through my very soul of just watching them. I only nodded to him and followed alongside him with the umbra over him. I really didn't want to become a dead man like he told me earlier.

"You won't regret your decision anytime soon, kid. By the way, what's your name?"

"Alex Starcrest."

"Alex…Starcrest? Hmmm..."

"Is there something wrong with my name?"

"Yes, not scary enough to make a impact on people's life's. Let me think of a name for you"

"I like my name!"

"Stop being so grim about it….that's it!"

" What's it? "

"Your new name is now going to be Grimm Dark!"

"Grimm Dark?"

"If you're going to be working for me, you are going to need a name that people would soon fear. Got it?"

"I guess so….what's your name?"

"Roman Torchwick and don't you forget it."

"Sure thing, boss?"

"Boss? More like Big boss to you."

"Big boss?"

"Don't fret over it, just call me boss. I like the sound of it. Now we must be off to getting you some new clothe."

"What's wrong with what I am wearing?"

"You look like shit."

That was how I a street kid was recruited by one of the most wanted criminal in all the land. Not even all the king's horses could track him down and what had happened to me? He had allowed me to live with him for the next six years of my live, doing everything that he asked of me. Despite being his goon, I had advanced in rank much faster along with my years.

I knew his business like the back of my hand. Assassination, bank robbing, drug dealing, enforcer contracts and local racketeering market for the group. My training had put me as one of his best operatives on the field as he had sent me to signal academy as Alex Star. One reason was to get an education; the other was to be a spy within the schools and three to improve my combat style for the future battles.

Now back to where I was in my new life, I was washing my face in the bathroom of a night club. A local joint controlled by Rowan and a great place to relax for abit. I looked in the mirror and looked over my appearance now. Grey eyes, short blue hair that was only long on the top of my head, a black leather jacket and black jeans. Plus I was about 5,9 tall and rather the good looking fellow with good taste in clothing. It didn't matter right now, so I left the bathroom and headed over to the bar counter.

Taking a seat at the counter, the bartender had looked at me and raised my hand at him. He only nodded and brought me my usual drink, very sour lemonade was always my favorite beverage. I looked around the club, noticing a few beautiful girls staring at me from the other side of the room and I smiled towards them. They blushed at my actions and I was about to go over there, when he had to get in my way as usual.

"Are you old enough to be in here?" The tall well-built man had asked me.

I replied in a disappointed sigh.

"Are you going to cock blocking me every time I set foot in this club, Junior." I said in an irritated tone.

Junior a man that worked as an enforcer for Rowan was here as well. His strength was the only thing that I could praise him for.

"Go to hell, Grimm!"

"Isn't that what my name implies? Junior old buddy?"

He thought about it for a moment, before realization had hit his face like the almighty brick. He was fuming now with his face as red as a tomato.

"WHY YOU LITTLE…"

"Cut with the small talk. What's Roman got for me today?"

He calmed down at the mention of the boss's name and looked around for anyone trying to listen in.

"He is going to be knocking over a dust store later tonight, he wants you to be second string if someone gets in his way."

"Second string? Must be hunters on his trail then, you tell him I will be there tonight."

"Alright, Grimm. Don't be late."

"Me late? Only if I want to arrive fashionably late." I got up from my seat and walking over to the other direction towards the entrance.

I had wanted to snatch one of those girls' numbers but they were gone now. Just my luck, Junior always has a way to stop me from having fun. It didn't matter now; I had to prepare for a job. Let the games begin.