A/N this is my first attempt at a fanfic, please tell me what you think.

Prologue: one hell of a storm

Earth-US-Tennessee

I looked in the mirror at my reflection over my glasses. Come on Stevie, I thought as I looked into the reflection of my eyes, This is one of the last chances you will have study for the APUSH quiz. If you fail to study now, you will not study at all. Then you will fail the quiz and be forced to leave home.

I sigh, then put my head against the mirror. I close my eyes for a while then open them again. My brown eyes stare into the reflection. My left eye is a dark brown while my right eye is a shade or so lighter. My black hair hangs down to my eyebrows. I look around my room then go lay on my bed. Now's a good enough time to sleep as any.

3rd person POV

Outside of Stevie's room, rain pounded the ground with no signs of stopping. The rain started to fall harder. The green tinged clouds swirled around Stevie's house as if trying to rip the house off of its foundation. A green bolt of lightning hit the side of Stevie's room. No sound of thunder followed as if whatever just hit his house was trying to avoid waking anyone. The water level continued to rise until it finally reached the second floor of the small house. Stevie's bed slowly floated out of the newly made hole in the house with Stevie still asleep on it. The rain avoided touching Stevie or his blankets as if a forcefield surrounded the top of the bed as he floated through the abnormal storm. A pair of green eyes was staring at the boy through the clouds before a thunder like roar was heard. The clouds separated enough so a large green eastern dragon was seen through the clouds for a second. Standing next to the green-eyed beast a man wearing a black trench coat and an olive green shirt with gray pants stood watching the boy. He smiled and his golden inhuman eyes without pupils, sclera, or irises seemed to twinkle as he said, "Oh yes. He will do nicely. Let's see how much chaos this boy can create."

The man turned away as a whirlpool appeared below Stevie's bed with an unnatural green light shining at the bottom. Stevie turns over in his sleep and murmurs half awake, "That's one hell of a storm outside."

Stevie's POV

Remnant-The Forever Fall Forest

I slowly opened my eyes when a red leaf landed on my face for the fifth time in the last minute. I looked around to see a bunch of trees covered in beautiful leaves of vibrant reds and oranges, then went back to sleep. Wait a minute I thought since when does my bedroom have trees in it?! I jumped out of bed and tried to make sense of the situation. Then I realized something else, it was the middle of winter. When do trees have leaves in the middle of winter?! Where am I?! How did I get here?! How do I get back?!! What is this?! Some kind of bad light novel plot?!

Steeling myself, I pushed my panick attack for another time and analyze my surroundings and situation. I'm in an unknown forest with red and orange leaves and left with nothing but my bed. My Bed! I realized something and looked in the draws under it. I put on a pair of grey pants with a forest green t-shirt that has gold-colored detailing along the sides and back. The front has a Nike symbol. Then I grab my white light jacket I keep under the bed. As I look aroun I hear a meow. I look in my drawer again and see a small black kitten hiding in the drawer. I pick the small jar and looked into its green eyes, glad that I am not alone. "C'mon Storm. Let's find our way out of this place. It's just us right now. After we get out of here and get back home, I'll feed you two days worth of food." The kitten mewled and purred while rubbing its cheeks against me.

Third person POV

A couple of hours later

Remnant- the outskirts Forever Fall

A dome of green light slowly pushes its way through the colorful trees of the forest as a couple of beowolves and ursai run away in what looks like fear from the slow moving green dome of light. Stevie walks out of the forest holding the small green kitten close to his chest as the small jet black bundle of fur lays in his arms, purring softly. Stevie sighed as he finally saw the forest clearing up. He looked across the horizon and saw a city in the distance. "We have a long way to go Storm, but this is progress. Let's go home," Stevie said. Storm purred and turned around in Stevie's arms.

Later

A boy with black hair walked into the outskirts of the city holding a small bundle of black fur. A guard wearing a futuristic silver armor with a futuristic rifle in his arms. "Excuse me," said the raven-haired boy, "Do you know where I am? I went to bed last night in my home and woke up in a strange forest that direction," he says pointing towards the Forever Fall Forest in the direction he just came from.

"Show me some ID," the silver armored man said leveling his gun at the boy's chest.

Fear flickered across the boy's eyes as he raised one hand the other still cradling the kitten, "Um, okaaayy, I'm just gonna get it now." He reaches into his pocket slowly and pulled out his driver's license and showed it to the guard.

The guard looked at the kid and asked, "What the hell is this supposed to be?! This is just a useless piece of plastic! Your birthday's in year 2002?! How can that be?! We're already in the seventy-first century! Are you telling me you are over five thousand years old this is BS! You're coming with me to the police station where you are going to be asked a couple of questions, so come quietly!" The guard finally finished his rant and grabbed the Now bewildered dark-haired boy's arm and dragged him to the police station. The small black kitten had turned around in the boy's one armed hold almost making him drop the green-eyed little animal.

The boy was forcefully sat down in a chair jolting the small black cat awake in his arms. The cat hissed at the guard before laying back in its master's arms and promptly went back to sleep.

The guard walked outside and into the room next to the room the boy is being held in. "Captain, we have found this suspicious boy who appears to be extremely confused. He even tried to give a piece of plastic as his identification. The date wasn't even close to correct! What do you want us to do with him?"

The man who was being addressed- a fat, pudgy balding man that bears a striking resemblance to Santa and has a name tag on that says cpt Nicholas on his detective's uniform- said, "Get Ozpin on the phone. This seems like it would be some of the weird shit he likes playing around in all the time. I'll ask the kid a few questions while you fill him in. Remember don't leave out any details."

With that, the captain walked into the room and put on his best smile and sat across from the boy who looked as calm as ever until he saw the captain's tag. He looked horrified, "D-did I do something wrong c-captain? I-if so can you t-tell me what the p-problem is?" The boy stumbled over his words trying to ask the captain his questions.

The captain gently smiled at the kid's nervousness and said, "There is no problem I'm just going to ask you a few standard questions and your going to answer them to the best of your ability. After that we are going to send you home." The boy released the breath he had been holding. The officer asked his first question. "What is your name?"

"Stevie Williams." The boy answered the question immediately.

"Where are you from?"

"The United States of America, specifically the state of Tennessee." Another immediate answer.

"How old are you?"

"16."

"When were you born?"

"June 23, 2002."

"What color is your hair?" The man switched to an odd question, but Stevie answered anyway.

"Black."

"What color are your eyes?"

"One eye is dark brown and the other eye is a brown couple of shades lighter."

The man furrowed his eyebrows for a second before continuing his line of questioning. "Do you have any pets?"

"Two cats. One is in my arms and the other is back home," he said while nodding to the sleeping kitten in his arms.

"Do you have any family living with you?"

Stevie looked at him puzzled before saying, "I live with my mother, father, and younger sister."

"What is your scroll number?"

"What is a scroll number?"

The captain looked at him then sighed, "nevermind. One last question. What country do you think we are in right now?"

The boy gave another immediate answer, "I don't know."

Apparently satisfied with the answers, the captain said, "That will be all for now. Wait here while I verify all of this information."

The man got up and saw a man with silvery hair and an ageless face wearing a turtleneck and pants along with a green scarf and holding a cup of coffee. "Hello Nick," the man said.

"Hello Professor," The captain stayed silent for a second as if wondering what to say before continuing, "I asked the boy a couple of questions, and he seemed to think he was telling the truth The whole time, but he incorrectly said the color of his eyes. He said they were both some shade of brown."

Ozpin looked surprised for a second before looking thoughtful for a second. He took a long drain of coffee while stood there before speaking, "Let me talk to him for a couple of minutes." The captain nodded in agreement before going into the room he was originally in so he could observe the questioning.

Ozpin walked into the room and sat across from the boy, "Hello Stevie. I'm just going to cross check some information. This report says you said your eyes were brown, is this true?"

Stevie looked into the Ozpin's eyes before nodding. Ozpin looked at the boy thoughtfully before saying, "Have you looked at them since you got up this morning?" Stevie looked at the headmaster with confusion before shaking his head. Seeing this response Ozpin got a small handheld mirror out of his pocket before giving it to the boy. "How about you look at them now?"

Stevie looked at Ozpin before saying, "Okay, but wh-…" as he was speaking he looked in the mirror and saw a stranger looking at him. His hair and face were still the same, if a bit messy from walking through the forest, but his eyes were not his. His left iris was now a brilliant golden color while the white eye was a place color. He could be imagining it, but he swears that he can see a speck of silver in his left pupil and a speck of purple in his right one.

Stevie looks at Ozpin for an explanation, he takes a sip of his coffee before putting it on the table between them. "Throughout the history of this world, Remnant, stories have been passed down from person to person for generations. Most of these are false, but some of these are true. One such legend is the legend of people who have the mind and body of an adult, but the knowledge of a child who is stuck in fantasies at all times. Every time one of these people has appeared, a great change in Remnant has occurred. These people believe themselves to be from another world very different from ours. From what I have heard from the report, I believe you may be one of these people. So as acting representative of all the people of Remnant I welcome you to our world."

Stevie looked at Ozpin for a second before asking, "Can I see a map? If I recognize the geography, I will be able to know for sure, right? I just want to confirm this theory."

Ozpin nods and brings out his scroll. He opens it up and shows the boy. Stevie looks at it and says, "I guess I'm not in my world anymore."

Ozpin nods and thinks for a second, "I will arrange for a place for you to stay at while you are here."

Ozpin turns to leave but before he goes he looks at the boy and asks, "Did you love your family?"

Stevie looks at him shying away from the question at first before silently nodding.

Ozpin nods and says, "I see. I'm sorry for your loss." Then turns the light off in the room as he closes the door behind cutting everyone's view of Stevie off.

In the now quiet cell Stevie let's all of his emotions free causing deep wracking sobs to be heard in the room heard by no one except the small black kitten that is purring while seeming to comfort the boy by burrowing deeper into his arms.

A/N Now that the prologue is over I'm more than happy to listen to reviews about what you guys think I should do with this series. I'm more than happy to hear new ideas. And please tell me, should I write more in 3rd person or 1st person?

P.S. I've already decided on what semblance Stevie will have, but do leave some suggestions about any semblance's that you think I should use with OC's that will appear as the story progresses