Chapter 1

Rough endings

Pov: Zachary

Location: Earth

I fell then slid on the ground after being punched in the face by one of the four school bullies. Unfortunately it was by the strongest of the four, Alex.

"Knock him out then throw him in the dumpster Alex, it's not like he will fight back." Said the leader, Darren

"That was my plan Darren." Alex responded With a smile.

"I've had enough of this" I thought.

I got onto my hands and knees And brought myself onto my feet. I looked up and saw Alex charging at me with his hand in a fist ready to strike the final hit and knock me out. But I had other plans.

When he reached me I turned my hand into a fist and nailed him in the stomach. He came to a complete stop and bent over in pain. I took this moment to give hum a roundhouse kick to the head. I caught him on my left arm and picked him up and threw him in the hearing the noise of his unconscious body landing on the trash, I turned to face his friends.

" You can let me leave or join your friend in the dumpster. You have ten seconds to chose." I said in a dangerously calm three instantly moved. "smart choice."

While the three were trying to drag Alex's unconscious body from the dumpster, I walked over to where I was sitting beforehand and picked up what had caused the problem, A notebook which I had been drawing my RWBY OC character and weapon designs. I put the notebook in my backpack. I looked down at my school uniform to see that my white dress shirt now had spots of black on it and my navy blue pants were ripped. I sighed then left the school property and started walking home. Little did I know, fate had other plans.

About halfway home I was tackled into an alleyway. I moved to get up only to be looking town the barrel of a Colt M1917 .45 Cal Revolver. I glanced up to try to see the face of my killer, but he was wearing a hooded jacket and a mask. The only thing i could see were his bloodshot blood red eyes. His index finger moved to the trigger and pulled it back which was immediately followed by the bang of the colt firing. I instantly screwed my eyes shut waiting for the bullet to hit. It never did.

As my eyes were screwed shut I heard wind whipping past my ears followed by the noise and pain of my body hitting solid ground.

I opened my eyes and looked around. All I could see was a sea endless white.

"Am I dead?" I asked to myself Not expecting the following response.

"Not quite" said a feminine voice behind me.

I quickly sprang onto my hands, launched myself onto my feet, then quickly whipped around to face the woman behind me in a white dress. She was standing next to the man who "killed" me. I scowled at hum turning my hand into a fist.

"I told you he wouldn't be happy" Said the man as he lowered his hood and removed his mask. The woman ignored the statement

"Zachary there is another world that will need your help." the woman stated.

" So i needed to die?" I asked.

" People would be concerned if you just disappeared. Now there is a reason behind it" The man stated.

I looked at the man and unclenched my fist as he said this then looked back at the woman.

"As i said before there is another world that will need your help. We want you to go and help them." she said.

"And if I refuse?" I asked crossing my arms.

The man smiled as a hole opened up beneath me and I fell straight through yelling.

The woman turned to him and scowled."Was that necessary?" She asked

The man smiled. " No, but it was funny."