A/N) So I had to stop on my other story, I lost interest in it, sorry. I'm starting a new character, one that may be in a game of mine if I do make them. His name is Aionion. I will be following his story as he joins his team of four. It is based in the RWBY world so I don't have to make another world from scratch. BTW my friend Adrienne says hi for some reason. ANYWAY, it will be a four-person team made of three. Also, they will not interfere with the normal RWBY cannon so I can't fuck that up too. Also, I will need two scientist names: one for combat and one for powers. Can't spoil too much so on with the story...
When he woke up, all around him was hot, sun-baked desert. No memories or anything, just a clean slate. He blinked once, twice, three times, then tried to sit up. Only to fall back down as pain lanced through his head at even the slightest movement. Then the information came flooding which started as a trickle of information. Not exactly memories, but close enough to know he was on the planet Remnant, his name was Aionion, and stuck in the middle of a desert far to the south of Vale.
He finally sat up fully and looked at the sparse clothes he wore. He wore a small, tattered white shirt and black shorts that looked like they were made for someone much smaller than his height of 6'7".
If his memories were right, there was a nearby city. Although, it was very corrupted and run by the local marauders. He picked himself off the ground: carefully, just in case any sudden movements made the pain came back. When he was fully sure the pain wouldn't come back, he set off for the nearby town of Pustyne.
As he walked he saw lines appearing in the desert approaching him. The lines slowly turned to dug up earth and continued in a seemingly random pattern. He continued to stare at the ground until the lines neared him and then he saw the fins rise out of the sand.
Landsharks! One of the most dangerous forms of Grimm because they always hunt in packs of four or more. Aionion turned to the nearest fin and was nearly swallowed as he dived away from the Grimm's jaw.
He continued ducking and diving as the sharks continued to circle him and strike randomly. He knew as soon as he bled, the feeding frenzy would start. He looked into the distance at the city and deemed it his best chance of survival.
Aionion jumped over another leap of a landshark, and dashed towards the city. Then he looked behind him and saw that the sharks were following him at a distance; as if knowing he was going to the city.
He continued running until the front gates were in view and the guards that were in front of them.
He made sure to look as inconspicuous as possible before confronting the guards: but at over six feet, he was taller than most adults thirty years his senior. He would attract a lot of attention. The fact that his head only had eyes but no mouth or nose didn't help either.
When he neared the gates manned by the marauders, they took one look at him and opened the gates. It seemed they thought he was a traveler who had an unfortunate accident. He ignored the whispers of what happened to him and walked into the city of Pustyne.
He heard the whispers when he entered the city about his lack of facial features but shrugged it off. He knew the faunas had worse. They were beaten and enslaved, he was lucky he was only whispered about. He wandered through the scorching desert city then felt, rather then heard, the heavy thump of a fist hitting a body. He followed the sound until he came to an alleyway that was blocked off by some of the thugs.
Past the two thugs, Aionion could see a girl who had flames dancing around in her palm. Aionion watched the flames as they danced back and forth in her hands. He was torn out of his thoughts as he heard her whimper when the flames, the only thing keeping the thugs back, died out. He watched as the thugs started to surround her. Aionion stepped into the alleyway but was held back by one of the two watching the street. The thug holding him back wrapped Aionion in his arms when Aionion tried to shove past him. Aionion breathed in and out, preparing to fight them off. He slid out of the thugs beefy arms, and ducked under a punch that another was preparing to hit him with. It hit the guard who was holding him and knocked him unconscious. One down, three to go.
Aionion turned to the remaining thug and ducked underneath another blow only to be kicked in the ribs by him. Aionion was breathing heavy after that kick. It seemed these thugs were higher than your average ruffian. Aionion would have to fight tooth and nail to survive. While Aionion was preparing the second street thug was winding back an arm for a hay-maker. Aionion deflected the blow by hitting the guards elbow and a sharp crack resounded off the walls. The man fell down clutching his arm and Aionion turned towards the two surrounding the girl.
The thugs had surrounded her and held her. One held her arms and the last was coping a feel of her still developing breasts. The girl was whimpering and the two holding her were laughing at her inability to fight. Aionion picked up a nearby pipe and hit the thug feeling her up, knocking him out. The other thug dropped the girl and chased after him. He ducked under the slow punch and threw the girl out of the alley. The girl hit the ground hard and moaned in pain as she hit the wall across the street. Some passing civilians picked the girl up and slung her over their shoulder. With blackening vision, she looked at her rescuer to see the man with the broken elbow standing behind him. He had a lead pipe and had raised it in what would be a crushing blow. The girl issued a warning, but it was too late to avoid it.
Aionion turned his head, and was dealt a glancing hit but it was enough to make his vision blur. He turned to the last guard but now there were two of them. Now Aionion was on guard. He wouldn't be able to tell the real one until its fist hit him.
The thug, impatient of waiting, threw the first punch. It hit Aionion square in the jaw and launched him back into a wall. Aionion internally groaned and made to stand up only to be kicked back to the ground.
The thug grinned and began to beat on him in earnest, yelling out insults. Most were about how he would pay for this and how they ran this town, their way. He beat, threw, punched, kicked, and bludgeoned him until he was nearly dead.
The girl came back into the alley after tge final thug had left. Aionion gave her a weak smile that was more of a grimace when she saw him. She rushed over to him and pulled his head onto her lap.
"I'm sorry you got hurt because of me. You should have just ignored them and saved yourself. This is all my faul-"
Aionion quieted her by bringing a bloodied finger to her lips. She looked down at him and smiled at his feeble attempt to calm her. The girl pulled on his arm and tried to pick him up.
"Get up, there are some people that can fix you. They're across town though, you're bleeding a lot, and I'm not strong enough to carry you so you have to get up!"
Aionion slowly stood up clutching the wall for support. His beaten and bloody body was shaking when he stood up, but he refused to sit and wait. He leaned on the girl as they began the long walk to where he could be fixed.
When they reached the facility, Aionion's pale skin was nearly to as white as a ghost. He was still dripping blood when they walked into the lobby of the facility. Aionion was still dripping blood on the ground when they went to the front desk. The girl coughed and the woman ignored her. The girl slapped the pencil the woman was writing with out of her hands and gestured to Aionion. The woman at the desk quickly sent a message to Dr. Burner.
Aionion was swaying by the time Burner got to the lobby. Aionion was put onto a stretcher and pushed through many hallways until they reached a room that had 'Anomalies' written on the plaque. Aionion was transfered to the bed and passed out before they knocked him out with the gas.
When Aionion awoke, the girl was sitting in a chair next to him, with her head on the bed and holding his hand. He looked at her and tried to smile but it came out more as a grimace. When he grimaced, Burner strode in and placed some black clothes onto the bed. Aionion sat up, pulled himself off the bed and began to pull on the slim-fit black clothes.
Once Aionion was fully dressed, Burner went to a desk in the corner and picked up a small clipboard with some paper on it. Burner turned to Aionion who was picking at the clothes on him. Before he opened his mouth to speak though, the young girl sat up and looked around frantically, as if meeting Aionion was a dream. Aionion noticed the bandage on her forehead and winced. When she saw him though, she calmed down but still looked restless.
Burner liked his job as a doctor and did it well. He was patient with Aionion, who could not physically talk, and the girl who was restless. He asked questions such as:
"Do you feel any pain?" The girl shook her head. Aionion didn't answer.
"Any headache or otherwise?" The girl shook her head but Aionion hesitated before nodding.
"How bad is it? A minor headache or is it throbbing?" Aionion nodded at the second one.
"Can you focus on anything? Anything at all?" Aionion nodded but it seemed like he was still out of it.
"Aionion stay with me. Can you focus on anything?" Aionion was swaying on his feet now. Burner and the girl grabbed an arm before they lowered him onto a nearby chair. Aionion was blinking rapidly and seemed to collapse on the chair when he barely touched it.
Aionion tried to blink away the blurriness but it forced the edges of his vision to blacken and finally block off his sight. He managed to hear Burner call for a doctor and the girl repeatedly yell his name before he fell unconscious for the second time.