AN: Hello readers! I am and this is my first major project on this site! Now for disclaimers: I don't own RWBY, only my OC team; simple as that. With that said, I am pleased to introduce Riley Porfiro (in my first action scene, no less)!


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Deep within the crimson red Forever Fall Forest, a small pack of Ursi, composed of five Minors and two Majors, were about to get ready to head off to sleep after yet another unsuccessful attempt at hunting those pesky little minstrels known as Humans or Faunus. All the while unaware of the brutal irony that now they were the ones being hunted, by a purple-haired Huntress-in-Training nonetheless.

Smiling with silent excitement as she hid in the trees above the unsuspecting pack of caniforms, the recent Signal Academy graduate prepared her silver-colored, extendable-bladed gauntlets named Sterling Suns for a certain method of attack that she always wanted to try.

"Now's a good a' time as any." she remarked before she jumped off her perch and onto the back of one of the Ursa Majors, stabbing one of Sterling Suns' serrated blades deep into the flesh of it's shoulder.

The demon's roars of protest against the unwelcome and painful intrusion in his shoulder and personal space were cut short, however, due to a round from the lass' purple high-caliber revolver, Dirty Harry, causing it's skull to explode with an extremely loud bang and a sickening splatter.

The other Major's yelp in confusion and protest at it's cohort's untimely demise was also interrupted when the beach-style tanned girl clad in upper-body dark purple leather armor and bluish-purple relaxed-fit jeans put the revolver back in it's holster and jumped off the headless cadaver onto the head of the final Major. "Hi! My name's Riley Porfiro, and how do ya' like this kind of porridge?!" she taunted with a huge smile.

She then stabbed her gauntlets into the shoulders of the demon and then jumped off it's bony head, her gauntlets' blades still embedded and tearing the flesh and hide like butter as she descended. Once she hit the ground, she turned her gauntlets so that her wrists were facing each other, pushed her arms inside the Major, and then, using her semblance, pulled her arms away from each other… You get the picture.

The five smaller Ursi, after witnessing their superiors get brought down in such a grisly way (pun not intended), with little effort and in barely less than a minute; shook themselves out of their stupor of confusion and brainlessly charged toward the strange girl.

Riley, however, was far from afraid of these shrimps. She nonchalantly pulled out her revolver and dropped two of them as they charged, one shot each. She then grabbed one by the throat with her left hand, and jabbed her right gauntlet's blade through it's jaw.

But even after those displays, the last two Ursi just kept charging. Riley sighed and gave a boot to the head of the closest bear, causing it to recoil backwards slightly and giving her an opening to get an extremely quick slice from her gauntlets in, decapitating the beast.

As for the final Ursa, the idiot just kept charging. She ran at the foolish beast, slid under it at the last moment, grabbed it by the hide, picked it up, and started pulling her arms away from each other. Then, using her aura-channeling semblance to add to her already immense strength, she ripped the demon in two.

After surveying the damage, Riley dusted her hands off and sighed in satisfaction. "Well, that was fun!" she remarked. Then she looked up at the starry night sky which was partially covered by the Autumn-colored trees. "Hmmm, looks like it's pretty late. I should probably start heading home before my folks find out I've been gone." she mused to herself with a small laugh. She then did a look-over of her person, and felt a little sick as her whole body was absolutely covered in claret and gore. "Ugh, and I'm gonna need a shower too…"


And no one was laughing when she walked in through her house's front door, with her smile from the fight still somehow plastered on her slightly blood-covered face, to see her parents with their arms crossed and faces that simply stated 'we are not amused'.

"What?" she questioned with a shrug as she looked at each of her parents, her smile downgraded to a smirk. Then her red-haired mother pointed her finger at a clock near the door.

When Riley saw what her mother meant, her nervous smirk instantly changed into a flinched, wide-eyed grimace. The clock said 2:36.

"Oh," she slowly articulated. "...oops." Then she remembered that her gear wasn't exactly presentable to regular company, or any kind of company for that matter. "This isn't nearly as bad as it looks..." she nervously chuckled as she began to await for, likely, the last lecture she would receive from her folks.


AN: Sorry that it's a bit short, but you would not believe how long it took for me to get this thing rolling. Anyway, since I am still learning the tricks of this trade, criticism is appreciated as long as it's constructive. Special thanks to AlleyCatSunflower for giving me the encouragement to actually start writing on this site. Also, more special thanks to Ghost Fire 6 for providing the cover art. This has been and I wish all the patients who endured through this trial a good day.