Ah, the city of Vale. A quiet peaceful city home to one of the most prestigious schools in Remnant, Beacon Academy.
As the shattered moon shines down on this dark town, it revealed a group of men wearing black and red suits with dust guns and swords in their clothes walking down the streets. The leader of the group was a wearing a hoodie with chest armor covering most of his upper abdomen with black gloves with gold-colored metal plates over his fingers and dark brown laced boots. The leader's face was covered as he walked down the street.
People around them slowly moved out of their path, fear of being captured or harm in any way. The group walks into a shop with an old man behind the counter feeling uneasy seeing five shady group enter.
Thinking his life was in danger, the old man started shaking in fear along with the broom in his grasp before speaking. "C-Can I help you gentleman?"
"Arc. Jaune Arc. Can't be a professional criminal if you don't know my name." the hooded figure now named Jaune Arc joked as he chuckled lightly.
"P-please don't hurt me and j-just take the lien and leave." the old
Noticing the old man's shaking figure, Arc took of his hood revealing his messy blonde hair and dark blue eyes and spoke. "Relax, we're not here for the money. We're here for you're the dust. That won't be a problem will it?" the blonde asked.
The store manager just shook its head negative as he stepped back and hid behind the counter.
"Alright boys, get to packing." He commanded his henchmen as they moved to the tubes full of dust and started loading the empty containers. He turned his attention back to the owner when an empty crate was suddenly dropped on the counter. "Dust Crystals. If you may."
While this was going on, one of the henchman went into another part of the store and noticed a teenage girl with headphones on her ears leaning against a shelf as she was reading a small book. Glaring at her, he pulls out a sword and aims at her threateningly.
"Hey! You! Hands In The Air!" he shouted but was ignored indefinitely. He then grabbed the girl by the shoulder and turned her around to face him. Seeing the man who interrupted her alone time, the girl took off her headphones and started talking.
"Yes?"
"I said put your hands in the air now!" the girl blinked twice at his command before gazing down at his right hand and noticed the sword pointing at her.
"Are you…robbing me?"
"Yes!" he shouted in an annoyed tone.
"Oh…okay." She replied with an innocent smile on her face.
Back up front with Jaune, he was admiring the crate full of dust crystals when suddenly a cry was heard as one of his henchman was thrown out the store, crashing the window and onto the street knocked out immediately. Not really caring, he signaled for another one to go after the girl but he was met with the same fate as he was thrown into the wall with a hard crash and slid down the wall.
His eyebrow twitching, Jaune and the rest of his men turned around to see the commission. "*Sigh* I'm only going to say this once….what is the problem?"
As soon as he said that he felt a strong kick to the stomach and was sent outside to the street. Rolling on the ground he pushed himself up and onto his feet. Looking up along with three other men, they noticed the teenage girl jumping out the window and high into the air before landing in the middle of the street with her head down a few feet away from them.
She was wearing a beige leather sleeveless jacket with a sarashi around her chest, had on brown gloves and grey pants with another sarashi around her hips and brown boots. Along her hips were multiple brown pouches attached to her belt around her waist and had a pauldron on her left shoulder.
In each hand she was holding to two silver blades with multiple cutting edges. Lifting her head up, Jaune and his man could see her bright amber eyes and long black hair as she stood up raising her right hand and aimed the tip of her sword at him signaling him to fight back.
"You know I pay you guys to deal with small problems like this so…..get her." he ordered gesturing his thumb towards the teenager. The three henchmen then charged at the girl, two with their swords out while the other had his gun out.
The teenager just let out a soft hmph in amusement as she readied herself. The first attack was a overhead strike aiming for her head just sways to side dodging the sword with ease before doing a spinning roundhouse kick planting her foot in the grunt's stomach and sent him flying knocking him out cold. Seeing one of their own taken out with ease, the other two henchmen decided to attack together. As one went for the strike, the other had aimed their gun at her at fired off a few shots only to miss as the teenager just deflected each of them with one sword while blocking sword attacks from the other.
Disarming the grunt, she knocks him out hitting the blunt edge of her sword into his face before grabbing a fistful of his coat and threw him over to the gun grunt. Both collided with each other and hit the pavement rolling down to Jaune's feet unconscious.
"You were worth every cent, truly you were." He said sarcastically as he gazed at the teenager up ahead of him. Suddenly the sounds of police sirens echoed in hearing distance signaling Jaune that it was time to leave. "Sorry Ash, I would love to stick around and all but I'm afraid…" he paused as he took out a shield from behind his back with sword handle embedded at the top. Suddenly the shield shifted into a recurve crossbow, as Jaune lifted his weapon up and put a red dust crystal into the stock filling all his ammo with red dust and aimed. "…..this is where we part ways."
He fired a single bolt at the teenage girl as she quickly jumped into the air as the bolt hit the ground exploding on the impact. As she came back down she noticed that Jaune was nowhere in sight, looking around she spotted him climbing up a ladder on the side of a building.
"Hey!" the teenager girl shouted before rushing towards the building and climbed up the ladder as well cornering Jaune at the edge of the building.
"Well aren't you a persistent little brat." He mumbled to himself as a Bullhead appears hovering over him in front of the building. Jaune quickly jumped into the Bullhead saying his goodbyes to the girl before firing another red dust bolt at her feet causing an explosion and laughed.
"Hmm." He then noticed that at the last moment a Huntsman came from above and shielded the girl from the blast saving her. "Drats." Jaune muttered.
The Huntsman was a tall and muscular middle-aged man with short brown hair, a beard and hazel eyes. He was wearing a two-tone olive-green coat with a black ¾ sleeve t-shirt underneath and a large belt, black pants with a pouch strapped to each leg and brown boots with white fronts. He also had hairy arms with some scars near the edges of his sleeves.
The Huntsman then picked up a large piece of the rooftop from the explosion and threw towards the Bullhead as it tried to escape. The piece hit the Bullhead causing tons of damage as Jaune stumbled his way towards the cockpit from all the rumbling.
"We got a Huntsman!" he shouted as the woman stands up and moves to the doors allowing him to take control and pilot the Bullhead. The woman green eyes glowed in the dark as she stared down at the Huntsman and teenage girl. She simply raised her hand right hand that was covered in opera-length gloves, aimed towards a water tower.
Her hand was glowing black and suddenly the bolts off the water tower flew off one by one aiming the duo. The Huntsman quickly put himself in harm's way shielding the teenage girl taking heavy hits from the fast flying bolts but received no damage.
Feeling no more bolts hitting his back, the male turned around and looked back at the Bullhead only to see that it escaped and was long gone heading into the night.
"You're a hunter." The tall man raised an eyebrow as he turned his attention to the teenage girl before him looking at him with awe.
"This is amazing." She said with excitement in her voice.
"This is terrible." She thought as she was sitting down with a sullen expression on her face. After the confrontation with Jaune Arc, she was taken to an interrogation room with a light hanging over her head as the Huntsman stood across from her with his arms crossed.
"I hope you realized what you've done tonight young lady, your actions will be not be taken lightly therefore will be consequences." He stated.
"But sir, they started it." She said only to receive a stern glare from the male adult, causing her to sunk into her seat.
"You know if it were up to you'd be sent home with a pat on the back…." he started off giving the teenage girl with hope that she might be off the hook….only to have it come crashing down with when his fist slammed down on the desk. "…and a slap on the wrist!"
The teenager let out a startled yelp from the unexpected fist, then looked up in confusion as the Huntsman let out a small sigh before speaking once more. "Fortunately for you, there is someone who wants to meet you." he said stepping back from the table.
The door opens as a woman enters the room. She had pale white skin with bright red eyes with her snow white hair tied up in a huge bun, and wore a black robe that went all the way down to her lower body covering her feet. She also a black diamond-shaped marking in the center of her forehead.
The woman was carrying a hot cup of tea in her hand as she sat down, setting it on the table in front of the girl before her.
"Cinder Fall." She says giving the teenager a gentle smile. "Tea?"
The now named teenager Cinder blinked with surprise in her eyes as she stared at the woman before her, noticing the tea she grabbed it and took a small sip. "Thank you."
"So, where did you learn do all this?" the woman asked pulling out a scroll and plant it on the table showing a video recording of the fight.
"Um…by myself." Cinder answered nervously, receiving a glare from the Huntsman and a chuckle from the woman.
"You taught yourself how to use one of the most dangerous weapons designed this effectively?" the woman asked raising an eyebrow.
"Well…no." she answered deflating into her seat for a second, before staring back the older female. "I was on my own for awhile trying to teach myself how to fight but I was terrible with swords until someone came around and helped me."
"Well, just by looking over your fight I notice some moves that are similar to someone that comes to mind…..a clever old Raven."
"Oh, that's my aunt Raven." Cinder said perking up at the mention of her surrogate aunt. "She's someone I consider family, she took me under her wing and even though I didn't go to any of the academies I was still able to become a skilled fighter." She explained taking another sip of her tea.
"I see. And what is a young lady like yourself doing around Vale?"
"Well I wish to become a Huntress."
"And how do you plan on doing that, what is your goal?" the woman asked with a stern gaze searching for the answer.
"I…do not know. I wasn't able to go to the school because of certain people…but I want to make the world a better place. One thing that Aunt Raven always taught me, is to protect those who can't protect themselves." Cinder stated truthfully. The man stared at the girl in awe while the woman just smiled in amusement.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Your professor Salem, Headmistress of Beacon Academy." Cinder answered.
"Nice to meet you, so you wish to study at my school Ms. Fall?" Salem asked her smile never leaving her face.
"It's what I've been dreaming for years ma'am." Salem turned her head to the Hunter before turning back to Cinder. The middle-aged man let out sigh already knowing what she was thinking.
"Well Ms. Fall I believe that Hazel and I could overlook your actions tonight and allow you to enroll Beacon Academy. Welcome." she says as Cinder stared at the headmistress in shock from being accepted into one of the most prestigious schools in Remnant.
"I can't believe I was enrolled into Beacon! All of this still feels like a dream." Cinder thought as she stared out the glass window of the Bullhead she was currently in, on its way to Beacon.
"Aunt Raven's gonna be so proud of me. I should call her." she said picking up her scroll but stopped midway with thinking expression. Chuckling to herself she pull the scroll back in her pocket. "I think she's already knows. I don't know how but she seems to know everything about me whenever I see her."
Cinder then turned her attention to a monitor as it started relaying the news about the robbery with Jaune.
'The robbery was led by famous criminal, Jaune Arc, who continues to evade authorities. If you have any information on his whereabouts, please contact the VPD immediately. Back to you Lisa." the screen announced showing a mugshot of Jaune smiling cruelly at the camera before changing to a different image with a woman with grey hair and a picture of protestors in the left corner. 'Thank you Cyril. In other news, this Saturday's Faunus Civil Right's protest turned dark when members of the White Fang disrupted the ceremony. The once peaceful organization has now disrupted...
The screen cut off the news feed and changed to a hologram of Professor Hazel. "Hello and welcome to Beacon Academy, my name is Hazel Rainart."
"Hey, that's the stern Hunter I met last night." Cinder whispered to herself.
'You all are among a privileged few who have received the honor of being selected to attend this prestigious academy. Our world is currently experiencing a time of peace and as future Huntsmen and Huntresses, it is your duty to uphold it. Each and every one of you have demonstrated the courage and skills needed for this task and now it is our job as teachers to provide you the knowledge and training needed so you can continue protecting our world as the previous generations have. We hope you enjoy the experience.' And the hologram faded away.
"Whoa." Cinder said in awe as she and a few other students walked to the window, taking in the view of Beacon Academy. This was it. From here on out, the road to becoming a Huntress and one of the many defenders needed in Remnant, begins.