Hey guys Price here and this is a little story I am making for my RWBY OC's, Team CYPHR, who 's names will be told as the story progresses. The characters, names, weapon names, and armor sets all belong to me, while any Cannon characters, Beacon, and the World of Remnant as a whole belong to Rooster Teeth. If you want me to add your characters, just tell me their names, weapon names, their personalities, clothes, armor, and a short bio and I can work with it from there or tell me more if you think that they might get misinterpreted or misused. Anyways, to the story!
A man walked to the front of the building before him, where he would be living for the next four years; Beacon Academy, the school where he would train to become a Hunter, along with some other students and whoever was put on his team.
He was walking towards the entrance when suddenly an explosion sounded a few hundred feet behind him. He turned around and ran towards it, seeing a small girl in a red and black outfit and red hood and black and red combat skirt and a girl in all white and long white hair. He noticed that Red carried what appeared to be a HVSS, HCSS, or HISS in carrying mode, while White carried what appeared to be some form of rapier with a dust wheel on it.
He helped them both up, then turned to Red. "Excuse me, I don't mean to disturb you, but would you weapon happen to be some kind of HVSS, HCSS, or HISS?" He asked her, not noticing the huff of frustration from White.
"Yeah, actually. How'd you know?" Asked Red, seeing White standing there, waiting to be recognized.
"Well, Im kinda a big weapons nerd, I study and build a lot of weapons. In fact, would you mind if I take a look at yours?" He asked, surprising Red.
"Uh, yeah su-" She said, getting cut off by White.
"Uh, excuse me, don't you know who I am?" She asked, clearly frustrated.
"Of course." He said, looking her up and down then turning back to Red only to be spun around.
"Then why are you talking to her!?" White asked.
"Because I dont like people who associate my kind as all being somehow affiliated with the White Fang." He said, narrowing his eyes at her.
"Your-you're a Faunus?" She asked, wide eyed.
"Yeah, so unless you want things to get ugly, I suggest you leave, now." He said, taking a position where he could easily reach both his katana, which had the name Laticauda carved into it, or his shotgun that had the name Notechis carved on the stock. He also twitched his right foot, a knife catching her attention.
"Of course, Im sorry." She said, clearly not sorry, but retreated anyway.
"Uh, who was that and why dont you like her?" Asked Red, scratching her head, confused.
"Her name is Weiss Schnee, a daughter of the CEO of a company that has access to the biggest privately owned amount of dust, which the White Fang has stolen or destroyed multiple train cars of. The reason I dont like her is she has grown up only knowing Faunus as the bad guys and therefore believes all Faunus to be affiliated with the White Fang in one way or another." He said, turning back towards her, clearly still angry. "By the way, before I go,what would your name happen to be?" He asked, thinking she looked familiar.
"Ruby, Ruby Rose. You?" She asked, tilting her head.
"Jeremy, Jeremy Cortez." He said, extending his hand.
"Well Jeremy, I think we can be friends." She said, shaking his hand.
"I hope so." He said, walking away. After he reached a few good steps away, he turned and saw a long-haired blonde walk up to her he recognized as the one who destroyed Junior's club. He chuckled to himself, thinking that it was going to be an eventful four years.
End of Chapter 1
I hope you guys enjoyed Chapter 1 of CYPHR of Beacon, if you guys can make a better title, I am open to suggestions, the only catch being it must have CYPHR in it. If you guys enjoyed dont forget to R&R, and any criticism, especially constructive criticism, is welcome as long as it either helps me make the story better or contains no racist remarks, and contains no threats or sayings like "oh your writing sucks, you should go die in a hole" because no one deserves that, even if their writing is not good, I used to suck very badly, so I know how it feels to have those things said. Also, if you feel the story is not long enough, please tell me and I shall make the next part longer.