AN: So this is the start of a new story set in the RWBY universe! Yaaaay. Anywho this is my first attempt at writing in a looong time and I also am not suuuper knowledgeable on the RWBY universe so I hope you can forgive me so mistakes here and there. Hope you enjoy it!

Prologue

The quite summer breeze and the growls of a pack of Beowulf were the only sounds Emily could hear as she sat up in the branches of a large tree chuckling to herself. She leaned back against the trunk and lifted the hefty pouch of Lien she had just been paid.

Emily chuckled again as she looked up at the moon. "Just another day in the life a huntress," she mumbled to herself, "never a dull moment. I wonder if if maybe I should've asked for more?"

She sighed lowering the bag and tying it to her belt. No use pondering on that now. She shuffled around a bit trying to get as comfortable as she could on the branch. She had a long journey ahead of her so she needed her rest. Once she was comfortable and was sure she wasn't going to fall out of her perch, she closed her eyes and started to drift off to sleep.

A rustling in on of the trees near her caught her attention just before she drifted off. Thankfully she'd been able to keep herself from jolting, still giving the outward appearance of sleeping. Next, Emily activated her semblance which heightened her senses well beyond was what normal even for a lot of faunus.

Concentrating her hearing, she could hear someone moving about two trees to her left. Given how close the trees were, it was a wonder she couldn't smell them. She started to concentrate even harder, trying to get their exact location before she sprung up and gunned them down with her weapon, Swift Judgment.

"I've found you, huntress."

The voice was barely above a whisper even with her enhanced hearing but it was enough to make her jump up immediately, he hand went to her hip to draw her weapon but a loud boom and a sudden hard impact flung her from her perch and knocked Swift Judgment from her hand. The weapon was flung off into the distance and Emily fell to the ground, crashing through branches before hitting the ground with a loud "SMACK". She'd have screamed out in pain but all of the air had left her lungs.

She could feel that her assailants bullet had ripped straight through her aura and made a large hole through her stomach. Some of Emily's ribs had almost definitely cracked upon impact. She began to struggle to her feet, knowing that her attacker wouldn't give her time to recover. Feeling around her belt, she desperately grabbed for her scroll. A few other hunters were in the area. If she were quick they might be able to reach her.

The sound of boots hitting the ground urged her to move faster. She had barely enough time to hit the distress signal before another shot from her attacker sent her to the ground. Luckily she was prepared this time so it didn't penetrate her aura but she was sure the next shot would end her. Still not wanting do give up, she clawed at the ground to crawl away.

A booted foot kicked her in her wound caused her to roll onto her back screaming in agony. She looked up to meet the eyes of her attack. He wore a dark grey hood she covered his entire body. His face was shadowed because of the dark. But her semblance gave her enhanced night vision. With this, she could just make out his cold blue eyes and the skeletal mask that covered the lower half of his face. His eyes screamed his malice and murderous intent toward her.

"Did you think you could hide forever," the hooded man growled. Judging by his voice, h couldn't have been much older than 20. "Did you think you'd get away with what you've done and that not a soul would know?" He brought his gun out from under his cloak and Emily got her first look at the large Hand Canon. It looked big enough to take down an Ursa in a single shot through the head. "No one can hide forever," he continued, "Death has found you. And this time there will be no escape."

A soft click confirmed that he'd pulled back the hammer. "I want these names to be the last on your mind before you die. Listen! Memorize them! Remember what you've done. Razz Glace, Opal Young, and Ebony White. Remember them. And remember. . ." A sudden blast from a gun slammed into her attacker. His aura had been up but it was still enough to knock him back.

"EMILY," a distant voice called. A sigh of relief escaped Emily's lips. It was Port, a professional hunter and professer at the famous Beacon Academy, named after the country they were in. Normally, she would've despised his presence but now was the exception.

The hooded man growled. "NO," he yelled, "I've spent too long track her down for you to ruin this!" He raised his hand cannon and took aim at Port. Emily wanted to call out and warn Port of the power the gun held but could only manage a weak whimper. And then something happened she didn't expect. He lowered his gun and turned on his heel and growled, "I will find you again, Emily. You can be sure of that."

With that he sprinted off into the forest, disappearing into the night. Ports heavy footsteps alert Emily to his presence as he kneeled over her. "Oh no! Hello?! Yes, I need an ambulance! Quickly! We don't have much time!" That was the last thing Emily heard before she lost consciousness."

AN: Well there ya go. Just a short few paragraphs to kinda kick things off. In the future. The chapters will be longer and more stuff will go on. Thanks for reading. Let me know what you thought and leave suggestions. I'm always open to those. Have a good one.