Hello /com, this is my first story and I am open to any criticism that you want to throw at me. This first chapter will be a prologue or something like that. The time will be before episode one 'Ruby Rose', but the next one will be near or at that time. So without further ado let us get underway my friends. I do not own anything of Rwby besides my OC. Monty Oum has full rights to Rwby.

Thoughts/Mental conversation

Were-Grimm thoughts/Mental conversation

Walking through the Forever Falls is a lone figure wearing a simple brown cloak around him. His face is hidden by the hood of his cloak. He stands somewhere around 6'2 in. and has two swords strapped along his back, one is a pure white katana with a black handle and the other one is a pure black katana with a white handle, which when combined can become either a powerful .50 cal. Sniper rifle, or a semi-automatic scout rifle which can shoot regular or dust ammunition or into a great sword.

After walking for about an hour or two the figure reaches a clearing with a waterfall. The lone figure sits down both of his blades against a rock, then sits down at the edge of the water.

He then takes off his cloak and folds it placing it down beside him. The figure then looks at the water and looks at his reflection. His age is between 16 and 17, his hair is black with white tips which come down and curves left just above his eyes, but his right eye is slightly hidden.

His skin is fair and slightly tanned; he has a slim, athletic build. His eyes are red with a hint of orange. His armor consists of a black jacket with two symbols on his back. The top one has the head of a white lion, while the bottom one has a picture of two swords crossed into an X. His jeans are black with holes torn along the bottom. His shoes are mainly black running shoes with red trims and a white bottom. He also wears a pair of black gloves.

He then sighs and splashes some water on his face. He then hears a rustling in the bushes behind him, but doesn't give a way of knowing that his possible assailant has been discovered.

Afterwards the figure starts a fire using a stone and flint. (Going back to the old ways, no dust or lighters ^^) He sits down beside the fire staring into the flames, lost in his thoughts "Another day, another day with living with him." Inside his head a sinister voice speaks "I feel the same way you pathetic mortal. I could be out killing, but instead I'm stuck trapped inside your body!

The figure sighs, "Will you shut up already, I have to hold you back on a daily basis, so I'd appreciate it if you would shut the fuck up." The sinister voice growls inside his head…then disappears.

The figure smiles in victory.

A few hours pass, the figure then starts packing up his gear. When he has everything secured he douses the fire and starts walking down the trail. He still has the feeling someone or something is watching him.

After 10 minutes of walking he comes to a fork in the road which is blocked off by six creatures of Grimm. Two of them are Ursa Majors, each one having long bony white spines on their backs, and like most other Grimm they have pure black fur, white masks with red markings, blood red eyes filled with the desire to kill anything with a soul. Along with sharp claws and fangs, but unlike its smaller kind Majors have bone plating along its limbs and back.

The remaining four are Beowolves, two of which seem to be adult and two seeming young. The two adult Beowolves stand about 9'8 or 9'10. The younger ones stand at about 6'4. Just like the Ursai they have black fur with bone masks, red markings, bone spines along their backs and red eye, but also have spikes sticking out of their forearms.

The figure looks at the Grimm and smiles "Looks like I have some practice partners." He drops his gear down except for his katanas. He unsheathes both and holds both with the back of them against his arms. "Let me kill them, it will take less time and I will at least have some freedom" says the dark sinister voice, "No, if I do you would most likely go on a rampage, also it would take hours for me to get back in control." As he nears the Grimm, the two adult Beowolves smell his scent and growl at him, as they do this the remaining Grimm look up and look at him, their murder filled eyes looking him up and down.

"So…" the figure crotches down and grins "who wants to dance?" After saying this, the two younger Beowolves charge at him, the adults staying behind, possibly letting the younger, foolish ones tire him out, also possibly too analyze his attack pattern.

The swordsman stands there in his crouched stance waiting while the two Beowolves draw ever closer to him. When they are 10 yards away he runs straight at them with his blades lowered. The Beowolves lunge at him at the opportunity to kill him with his guard down, but before they make contact, the figure drops to the ground in a baseball slide and raises his blades up, slicing the Beowolves in half as they pass over him.

As he gets back up, he looks at the Beowolves he sliced in half. While his back is turned the two older Beowolves stealthily get behind him, but before they strike the figure pulls back both swords and stabs both Beowolves in the torso "It's not nice to take cheap shots you know." He then pulls the swords up and cleaves the adult Beowolves' heads off.

After decapitating the adult Beowolves, he turns and looks at the two Majors "You want to fight or are you gonna run?" the Majors look at him, then at their fallen comrades. Rage fills their mind and the two Majors charge at the lone figure "Let me fight them!" the sinister voice shouts and the figure freezes and drops both swords. "No…not now" he staggers and clutches his head.

The Majors stop and looks at the figure, his body starts twitching and black fur starts growing all over him, his nails grow longer and sharper as his hands starts to grow longer as well. Bone plating starts forming on his back, hands, feet, and face. A tail starts growing at his backside. Red markings start being drawn onto the face plating resembling the same as other Grimm markings. A mane of white fur surrounds the head of the creature, like that of a lion.

Then, the figure chuckles in a dark and evil way "You idiotic animals have chosen the wrong person to fight today." The creature starts walking towards the two Majors, who start to back away from the entity. "What's wrong, you choosing to run away now? But the party's just getting started." The creature grins and disappears from sight, causing the two Majors to look around in both fear and confusion. One Major roars in pain, the other looks back at his companion and sees that its arms and legs have been cut off and its torso cut open, its guts spilled out on the ground.

The remaining Major backs away then hurdles itself into the forest thinking that it may be able to escape. Just as it thinks that it has escaped and lived it feel pain at its lower body and fall to the ground. As the Major roars in agony, the creature walks out of the shadows and comes face to face with its immobilized prey. "As I said, you chose the wrong person to fight today" The creature then strikes out and pierces the Majors chest and rips out its heart, which continues to beat. The Major's body starts going numb and dies within 30 seconds. Then the creature drops the heart of the dead Major and clutches its head "I'm not going back!" its body starts to shrink and its fur starts dissolving from its body along with the claws and bone plating.

The figure then drops to the ground panting from exhaustion "D-damn you, you demon!" shouts the figure.

The figure continues walking, trying to forget what happened hours ago "He's getting stronger…it's only a matter of time before he takes full control." he then looks further ahead and sees lights, he starts jogging and exits the forest to see the capital city, Vale.

"Well Vale, say hello to John Warrior, otherwise known as The Cursed Warrior.

Well there it is readers my first chapter to my first story. If there are any critics reading this feel free to tell me what was wrong and I will try to fix them.

Creature: "If any of you complain, I'll rip out your heart and eat it in front of you."

John: Slaps the Creature upside his head "No you won't, otherwise we won't have any readers at all."

Me: How'd you two get in here?

Both: "Backdoor", "Backdoor"

Me: Just don't break anything okay?

Creature: Fine

John: Of course

Me: Okay, well we'll see you in the next chapter guys and gals.

A/N: I will be needing 3 other Oc's to form a team for John here so if you (reader) or if you have a friend, who doesn't have an account, has an idea send your idea to me in a pm. I will be taking requests until January 15 and I may extend it too January 20. Please go to my bio by clicking on my name beside the title of the story and follow the layout info provided in my bio. Thank you and have a nice day.