Narrator.

Legends...storiees scattered throught time. Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villians. Forgetting so easily that we are remnents, by-products of a forgotten past. Man, born from dust, was strong, wise, and resourceful. But he was born into an unforgiving world. An innevitable darkness, creatures of destruction, the Creatures of Grimm to be exact. These creatures set there sights on man and all of its creations. The two forces clashed, the creatures being intent to turn mans brief existence...into nothing. However even the smallest spark of hope is enough to make that change, and in time mans passion, resourcefulness, and inginuity...led them to the tools that would help them evn the odds. This being appropriatly named...dust. With dust in hand, man lit there way through the darkness, and in the shadows absence came strength, civilization, and most importantly, life. But even the most brilliant lights flicker, and die. And when the light is gone, darkness will rise again. So live lfe at your fullest, get hope along the way. But just remember that in the end, the darkness will prevale, and when it does...everything as we know it will cease to exist.

Time:Present day

Location:City of Vale

Noah's P.O.V

"Where did the creature go!" The cop said with slight static from my police scanner

"Not sure, tell all police in range of the radios to be on look out of a heavily armored creature of Grimm in the city district. We cant have it running around terorizing the streets." I heard the other cop say over my scanner.

Great, another creature loose in the city, this is all i need right now. I thought that to myself as I was sitting in my room working on my weapon as I was just recently excepted into the School of Beacon. A special school that trained legendary warriors known as hunters and huntresses to fight the Creatures of Grimm and keep the world that we all know and love from ceasing to exist. I have always wanted to be a hunter as my father, mother, and grandfather where all hunters...that was until about about two years ago when they where all three simotainiously killed at the Battle for Vale. We may have won and though many hunters and Huntresses fought bravely and well in the battle, it was still considered the biggest faliure in the history of beacon as many lost there lives in the fight. Ever since those cops came to my doorstep and told me the unfortunate news I have been sending in letters to beacon to see if one day I could get into the legendary school and building my weapon...and today that weapon would be complete. My weapon was two, arm mounted, tri-barrel machine guns that where powered by Earth dust to give them that extra power that was needed for a 9mm machine gun to have that extra kick to harm a Creature of Grimms armour, and the creature itself. Of course a moddern day hunter's weapon isn't complete unless it has a seecondary function. My secondary function being that the barrels disconnected from the upper-reciever of the gun and slid back until the barrels went from my elbow to my wrist. Then the ammo box, which was on the outside of my elbows in gunform, then slid forword and infront of my hands and acted as what was pretty much a hammer...except you punch with it.

I stood back from my workbench and stared at my weapon trying to think of a name for it. I looked up at the three plaques that where above the bench. The plaques contained my fathers, mothers, and grandfathers weapons. My dads being two revolvers that he could flick into the palm of his hand and the handles would have spiked knuckles, his weapon was powered by fire dust and was called Blazing Inferno. My moms was a double sidded trident that would split in in half and the two sections would snap together and the blades would all form togother into a grip and trigger, his formed a double-barreled shotgun. It was powered by Water dust and was cleverly named Posiedon's Rage. Then there was my grandfather. His weapon was highly oldschool in style. It was simply an old style belt-fed machine gun that had a giant weight on the bottom of the grip that was surging with Energy Dust. So all you had to do was grab the barrel of the gun and use the highly weighted grip as a club, the Energy dust would push down on an enemy with bunecrushing force. His weapon was appropriatly named Skullcracker. I stared at the three weapons for inspiration and looked down at my own.

"They would be proud." I thought to myself as I continued to think of what to name my newly crafted creation. Then I got it. I put my arms in the two metal guantlets that supported the weapons weight. At the opening end of the guantlets there is a grip that had two buttons on it. One to shoot the gun, and one to transform it between the two modes. I built them perfectly as they just felt...right, like it was an expansion of myself. This was a good sign as my dad always said that that is what a hunters weapon should be like, and if it wasn't that...than it was just scrap parts. I stood there and stared at my weapons and said it outloud.

"Earth Shaker. Yea, thats what I will call you. Earth Shaker." I said to myself out of pride.

I then heard someone knock on my door and walked over to answer it. I started to open it and noticed a very familiar man standing at my doorstep. They one and only Proffeser Ozpin. Ozzpin was the headmaster at Beacon Academy and if he ever showed up at your door, well...lets just say that it was pretty obvious where you where heading.

"H...Hello Proffesor." I said.

"Hello there young man, may I speek with your...wait, you said proffesor. Young man, do you know who I am?" Ozzpin questioned.

"Yes..I do. Your the headmaster at Beacon Accademy. I'm the one who has been sending you those letters to see if I could be invited to train at your school. I have always wanted to be a hunter and..." I was cut off by Ozzpin.

"Did you build those?" He asked.

"Build what?" I responded.

"The weapons on your wrist." He replied.

"Oh, yea...why?" I questioned.

"May I see what they do?" He asked .

"Sure." I said.

I lifted my arms up to give im a good view of Earth Shaker.

"Give me a target." I asked.

Ozzpin turned and looked around my yard to find a good target. I had a fairly big yard around my house, so I didn't expect there to be many targets to shoot at, and I dont think Ozzpin was having much luck finding one either. Then we heard an odd rustling come from the woods behind my house. We went behind the house to be greeted by a single Beowolf walking through the woods. Ozzpin was behinf me and tapped my shoulder. I turned to see what he had to say but I could tell by where he was looking that that Beowolf was my target. I put Earth Shaker into hammer form and hit the ground under me to get its attention. However I forgot that my weapon used Earth dust and the result sent a shockwave through the ground that nearly knocked over the Beowolf, but it deffinatly got its attention as it came charging towards me on all fours. I took an abbrasive stance and waited for it to be point blank distance away from me. As soon as the Beowolf came close to me I swung my fist forward and the hammer made direct contact with the Beowolfs head. Due to the Earth Dust powering my weapon, the Beowolf flew back about ten feet until it hit the ground. It was very dazed from my attack so I took that chance and lept into the air while putting Earth Shaker into gunmode. I landed ontop the Beowolf, it obviously noticed and realized what waws really going on as it opened its mouth and revieled its teeth. There was its weekspot, the mouth. The Beowolf went in for the bite but instead bit on the barrels of Earth Shaker as I stuck them in its mouth...and then pulled the trigger. The mix of rapid fire and Earth dust made the back of the Beowolfs head completely explode outword. I felt the Beowolf go limp on the end of Earth Shaker as soon as I did this. I pulled Earth Shaker out of the Beowolfs mouth and put it into travel mode. I then looked back at Ozzpin who was clapping as he walked closer to me.

"So you want to ho to my school?" He asked.

"More than anything." I responded.

"Well, go tell your parents that you will be coming with me." He said.

"Proffesor, I think my parents already know." I informed him.

"And why is that?" He questioned.

I didn't say anything from that point on as I just walked Ozzpin to my room the had the three plaques in them, and simply pointed. Ozzpin only said one thing.

"Welcome to Beacon." He said.