(Before we start this off, I want to say this will be the first story I take seriously in the sense that I want it to be decent. So prepare for a decent, or shitty given Im writing it, story. This is an AU of my other story series, which has yet to have a series name. It is an AU in the fact that I am including a character who I enjoy using from the second book, and having her come along within part of the canon story as a student with her own spin on it in relation to the other students during class time stuff, which means I'll need to rewatch the entire first volume up to at least foreverfall given what I have planned. She is mentioned in the second book and she is four years younger than the member of team RWBY,who is in her early twenties, when she is just starting Beacon. The other OC's from that story will not be making an appearance, but new OC's will be making an arrival. I apologize if you have any confusion while reading as I am not the best at explaining things, Please Review, even if it is to just insult my shitness, cause I will need some tips to get better, and I am in no way a good self taught writer. I plan to upload at least once a week, and I'm forcing myself to upload only one chapter a day in hopes that my brain will allow me to take my time. Any questions or concerns or just random opinions, feel free to PM me, that is all, now sit back, or walk, whatever you're doing while you read, and enjoy, also quick apology for this large ass paragraph that is my author's note)

Such a wonderful, dark, peaceful, night. Here was this wonderful faunus girl, Anima Nul, who was positively excited for tomorrow. Her white wolf ears were standing completely up, her white wolf tail was wagging, and her yellow eyes completed the look of animality about her. Her skin had a natural light tan to it, being in the middle of brown and white. Her clothing was currently just casual wear, a plain short sleeved t-shirt green in color and a pair of track pants so she could move around better. She loved parkour and was quite good at it. Her armor would be useful tomorrow, but she had no need of it tonight. Stopping in a dust shop, "Dust till Dawn", The sixteen year old was going to stock up on supplies, dust vials mainly. She would be safer with crystals, but vials were much more unstable, and therefore much more fun. Inside the store was the same old man as always, and that cloak girl who never took out her headphones, and just read weapon magazines. Anima was a bit taller than that girl. A bit unsettling was the fact that he had never heard her talk ever. She wore almost gothic attire, a red cloak, a black skirt with red under it, two silver crosses on the front kept her hood pinned on, and she wore black leggings and black boots with red at the top and on the bottom. The door opened and Anima took a look at the newcomers, then hid quickly. One of them was that scumbag Roman Torchwick. Gentleman wearing a White suit, red collared, and a grey scarf, with a bowlers hat, orange hair covering one of his green eyes. While he had some sense of fashion, he was a criminal, and a jerk. He was holding his cane in his right hand and smoking a cigar in his left, while behind him were some goons from that night club, red shades, black top hat to go with the black suit and shoes. Each one armed with a type of sword, one with an axe, and one with a shotgun, probably to induce more fear. All the while that damn gun lover is blissfully unaware.

"Hello pops"

"Please, just take my lien and leave"

"We don't want your lien, we're just here for some dust before dawn rises"

Shit, he's getting robbed and I can't do shit about it without leveling the store, plus I doubt I could take on Roman. Also, really? The shitty puns?

"Hey you, hands up!"

Oh shit, that gun nut's been spotted by that axe wielding goon.

"I said hands up!" He walks over and taps her shoulder, causing her to take off her headphones and let them hang on her neck.

"Are you robbing me?"

My god she's hopeless.

"Yes I am now put your ha-UGH"

I turn slowly to look at what had just occured to see little red riding hood in a pounce like pose with her knee in the goon's chest and go through the window with him...Damn. And to follow that she whipped out a small red rectangular thing, which quickly began unfolding into a huge fucking scythe. The gun nut was carrying a HCSS (High Caliber Sniper Scythe). Just, just wow.

"...Who invited the fairytale brat? Isn't it past your bedtime?"

"I don't have a bedtime"

"Oh we have a rebel, run home red, or my men here will teach you a lesson"

"I think you need a lesson, didn't anyone tell you it's wrong to steal?"

Nice comeback, bad idea.

"You, shoot her" He points at the shotgun holding henchman.

Not if I can help it, we can take him down together, hopefully, but red needs help.

As the shotgun holding Henchman moves to fire, Anima hurries toward him, grabbing a briefcase of stolen dust crystals a goon sat on the counter, and brings it down on his head right before he fires, knocking him out. she follows by grabbing the shotgun, and barely dodges a horizontal sword slice from one of the minions, and quickly finds herself by the girl in red.

"Hi?"

"You know, I think today is the first time I've heard you talk"

The girl chuckles a little.

"Names Ru-"

"I see you brought a pet red"

"A PET?" Oh boy, he pissed her off, never piss of a faunus dust manipulator holding a case of crystals. She kicks the case open and picks up a red and a yellow dust crystal, fire and lightning. Using the crystals she focuses the lightning on the henchmen in the store since it's easier to minimize accidents, and as Roman steps out of the shop a torrent of flames assault him, which he easily dodges.

"Jeez, you have the temper of a rabid dog"

"Calm it down, he's trying to make you angry" The red cloaked girl converts her scythe into a sniper rifle and fires at him while some still standing goons decide it would be a good idea to attack. To respond to this they found themselves blasted into the air by a fireball, and the ones who avoided that were shocked until incapacitated. Meanwhile red and Roman were facing off, he swings his cane at her, she blocks with the shaft of the weapon, he kicks her leg out from under her, she rolls up and uses recoil from a shot from her scythe to dodge a stab by the cane, he fires a blast at her, she uses some rose petal trick, probably a semblance, to dodge it. Eventually he is stuck between the two, Anima holding a wall of fire above her and concentrated lightning in her hand, and red over there with her scythe at the ready. To the girls' dismay a dropship arrives overhead, and two mini guns under the pilot's seat are pointed directly at the red girl.

"Hey red lookout!"

"I see it!" The ship opens fire, making her use her semblance to evade it, and Roman makes a break for a conveniently placed ladder. Anima lets loose a blaze, which is blocked by an orange glyph, which releases a geyser of flames directly at Anima's which causes them to fight each other and eventually die out. By the time the fire clears that bastard is already long gone, up the ladder and probably into the dropship as it starts flying away. The girl in red uses her scythe to propel her to the ship and she starts slicing at an engine, so Anima shocks the other, intent on bringing it down just like the red wearing girl. The dropship doors open and Roman fires several blasts at Anima, while glyphs appear in the air shooting fire balls into the air which rain down on red, who has to dodge it by jumping off to a building. Just then some of the shattered road parts and building parts move up into the air and forms a spear, which strikes the ship repeatedly. Quickly Roman is replaced by a girl in a red dress whose only visible features are her skin, the dress, and her glowing left eye. Looking behind them the girls' see none other than Glynda Goodwitch, known hunter and Ozpin, the headmaster of Beacon's, assistant. Although that red cloaked girl didn't seem to know who she was, but was psyched none the less. Red continued firing upon the left engine while Anima concentrates blasts of fire and lightning on the right, and Glynda makes it hail spikes of ice and uses purple orbs to fend off fireballs. Though sadly the dropship managed to pull out of the ice storm and leave, despite one engine being full of bullets and smoking, and the other having nearly been short circuited. At the end of that Anima's dust crystals were out, and red seemed to be checking her ammo.

She hadn't even left for Beacon yet and things were already looking to be a very interesting year.