Chapter 1: Welcome to Vale

Even with all the chaos over the past few months, the robberies by Roman Torchwick, the attacks by the White Fang, this was the strangest, most frightening sight to the people of Vale had witnessed this year. Walking down the the street in broad daylight were three large men and a tall fierce looking woman carrying archaic weapons and dressed in strange clothing.

The man tallest of the group was the leader. He wore a tunic he was uncomfortable in loose tan pants with a simple leather belt. Slipped into the belt was a bearded axe and a retractable round shield. Dark grey hair laid about his shoulders and his beard was braided on either cheek and his chin.

The man to the grey warrior's right, chatting with him in their harsh tongue, was slightly smaller with white hair and beard as well as a leather eye patch over his left eye. He wore a similar style pant to his larger companion, though green instead of tan, as well as a long chainmail shirt. He was using the long spear in his right hand as a walking stick.

Behind these two was a younger, graver looking man. He seemed lost in thought surveying his surroundings like one might if trying to judge if the neighborhood they are in is dangerous. His hair was brown and shorter than his older comrades, as was his beard. He too wore a chain shirt and on his belt was lashed a broad sword whose scabbard was slotted to fit the twin pistol barrels mounted just above the hilt. His steel plated boots clicked on the ground.

The final member of the party was obviously the youngest. Her copper hair was cropped short, and pulled into a short ponytail. She was as uncomfortable in the city as its inhabitants were with their presence. On her shoulder rested a maul and she was clad in leather armor that was inlaid with dust in intricate knot patterns and runes.

A few of the shop owners knew the older men in the team, as they had come to Vale often to trade. These warriors were Hänsmen, a tribe of humans and faunus who managed to survive outside the kingdoms. But never had these Hänsmen traveled so openly. They seemed to to be going with purpose, if a little lost.

"H-hey! You can't walk a-around here brandishing weapons like that! What do you think you're doing?"

The team stopped to see two very nervous Vale PD officers with hands on their guns.

The grave man spoke up first "Out of our way! We don't have time for this!"

The grey warrior turned around and shot a glance to the younger teammate that would have crumbled stone. The swordsman avoided the glance.

"Forgive our friend" the spearman said "He is young and unfamiliar with your customs."

The leader then turned around and spoke "We have been summoned by Ozpin and been given leave to travel to Beacon with our equipment. Here are our papers." He handed the cops the official papers requesting an audience with the team. The officer looked the papers over, the names of the team were listed, and just before he had a chance to ask, the grey haired man spoke again "I am Rook, the spearmen to my right is Yule" pointing to the grave looking man "That is Nemein and the woman behind him is Vasara."

The officer finished his inspection of the papers and handed them back, concluding everything was in order "RYVN eh? You guys, hunters or somethin?"

"I suppose we are the equivalent to hunters and huntresses" replied Yule "but if everything is well, we must be on our way." The officer nodded and the outsiders were on their way.

"This is not your first time to Vale, Nemein!" Scolded Yule in their tongue " that was foolish!"

"We are short on time, me must get to this Ozpin, we don't have time to delay." responded Nemein.

"Yes, but the city is on edge. They have been under attack from within and are afraid. We must bear this in mind and respect it."

Nemein did not reply.

Silence prevailed for a while, aside from Nemein's boots, until Rook spoke "Vasara, you have been quiet. How are you fairing in your first time in the kingdom?"

She was quiet for a moment, trying to put a finger on what made her so uncomfortable. "There are too many buildings and they are too tall. I can't see anything around us."

"One of the luxuries that high walls afford." Rook replied almost to himself.

The company went on for a while with silence as before. They made their way towards the platform where they would take a flight to Beacon that no-one was excited about. Then they met a delay.

A cry came from an alleyway followed by "You no good filthy beast, take this message to the White Fang!"

The team saw a young faunus boy laying on the ground, having been beaten, and a man was standing over him, aiming a kick at the boys head.

A dull thunk was heard as a maul was hastily tossed down and leaned against a wall. Vasara had pinned the attacker to the wall and was landing heavy blows to his body.

"YOU WANT TO ATTACK THE WEAK DO YOU?!" Vasara screamed.

Rook and Yule tore down the ally to stop Vasara and assist the injured reached the boy before Rook could haul his bulk to helped the boy up and tended his wounds.

Rook reached Vasara and was faced with the daunting task of controlling the immensely strong woman in a state of rage. Rook knew it would take far too long to pull her off.

"Vas! VASARA!"

The young warrior paid no heed. Rook took the next logical course of action and buried his fist in Vasara's diaphragm. Her strength sapped by the sudden evacuation of air from her lungs Rook removed her and chuckled, "You are much easier to handle when you're winded"

Yule had taken the boy from the alley to safety of the sidewalk and returned. Rook was looking upon the incapacitated man and muttered to himself "The luxury of high walls…"

Nemein took Vasara from the alley to get her breath back as Yule and Rook spoke.

"So what do we do with the fine specimen of city scum?" Yule spat.

"Vas beat him good, no less than the ignorant coward deserved, but Vas held back. She didn't do serious permanent damage, so I say leave the filth. Maybe when he gets up, Vas's lesson will have sunk in."

Yule shrugged "Fine by me. Let's get a move on and get that accursed airship ride over with."

A.N.

Hi everyone! I'm new to FF and still getting used to it, so if there is anything I'm doing wrong please let me know! I hope you liked this first chapter, I've spent a long time pondering and editing it. I think the end result is...acceptable. But the next two chapters are much better I think. I'm not really a writer, I'm a musician and this story began as a creative exercise and it has become my primary hobby for over a month now! Please leave any feedback for me I'm excited to see what people think! Thanks for reading!