(Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY)

The Reaper

Kuro Tepes sat in the train car, idly watching the scenery. He was headed to Vale, the third city he'd been forced to move to, each time he'd hoped that he could get lost in the crowd, but it was kind of hard to hide when you were a seventeen year old bat Faunus with one eye constantly covered in bandages, and was constantly armed. Kuro had pointed ears and sharp canines, as well as a pair of large bat wings that he kept under his long, black trench coat, along with his weapons: Drakul, his collapsable, energy absorbing scythe, and his twin pistols, Pain and Suffering. His uncovered eye was black, and always heavily shadowed from sleep deprivation, his lanky frame and long black hair, swept over his left eye, the one that was always bandaged, led most people to underestimate him, that was a mistake.

A man walked into the train car, he was carrying a rifle and wearing a ski mask.

"This is a robbery!" The man shouted. Everyone but Kuro froze, he began slowly pulling Drakul from it's sheath at the small of his back, the two foot rod of black metal had a slit on one end, and two buttons in the middle, Kuro pressed the second button, one foot of silvery metal popped out of the slit, which had been crafted to look like a fanged maw, a thin black chain extended from the bottom of the weapon, the link on the end of the chain clipped to the black bracer on Kuro's left forearm. Kuro threw his kama and chain with perfect accuracy, the blade embedded itself in the rifle, a quick yank from Kuro had the short scythe blade slicing cleanly through the gun before returning to it's master as he retracted the chain, Kuro stepped onto the seat in front of him and hit the robber with a flying kick, Kuro tied the robber up with his own belt and removed all his weapons before opening the door between the cars, there was another robber in the next car, Kuro pulled Pain from it's holster, the boxy black pistol with red lines swept upward to point at the latch on the door, one shot and the door sprang open, the robber raised his rifle, but Drakul's chain wrapped around the gun, Kuro yanked it out of it's owner's hands, he leapt into the car, his scythe flying past him, flinging the gun out of the train, two shots from Pain to the robber's legs and Drakul retracted back to Kuro's hand, he then put two more shot's in the man's arms, each.

One of the passengers spoke up. "Are you a Huntsman?"

"No."

A woman spoke. "It doesn't matter, I heard the robber talking to his boss on his radio, they're on top of the cars, and plan to blow them up once they're off." The passengers began muttering fearfully, Kuro let out a sulphurous curse, then he dashed up the ladder in between the cars to the top, there were eleven men on top of the train cars. Kuro pressed the first button on Drakul's shaft, the chain detached from the bracer and retracted into Drakul, the shaft extended to six feet, and the blade extended to it's full length, Pain was returned to it's holster.

The wind blew Kuro's hair and set his coat flapping revealing his black t-shirt with a white skull with black bat wings sprouting from it emblazoned on his chest, this was his symbol. The five men on the roof drew swords and charged, Kuro ran forward and swept the first man off his feet with the backside of Drakul, he twirled the scythe, deflecting two slashes to the side, then he kicked one of the robbers in the stomach, taking one hand off his scythe, Kuro grabbed the man by his head and activated his Semblance, he watched the man grow weaker, as his energy was being drawn into Kuro, the sight caused his comrades to hesitate, partly because Kuro was effectively holding the man hostage, and partly out of fearful revulsion, Kuro let go before he actually killed the man, but he wouldn't be moving anytime soon, Kuro's right hand, now glowing black, grasped the handle of his scythe, instantly the energy spread up the shaft to the blade, which didn't glow, but instead changed color, from silver to black, Kuro swiped his weapon through the air, an arc of jet black energy struck the remaining three men, just before they fell off the train, Kuro dropped Drakul and drew his guns, he flipped a switch and they became crossbows with no strings, metal spikes stuck out of place where the gun barrels used to be, Kuro pressed the trigger on both weapons, then he fired Suffering again, and the spikes flew out out, a second one appearing in Suffering before being fired as well, the three spikes nailed the men to the next car by their shirts. reverting the crossbows to gun form, he returned them to their holsters and kicked Drakul back into his hands, the three robbers on the next car looked at each other, then they pulled out rifles and opened fire, Kuro twirled Drakul as fast as possible, the scythe absorbed the Dust rounds, the blade growing steadily darker, until the robbers realised that their guns were useless, Kuro couldn't afford to waste any more time on them, he leapt the gap and slammed the shaft of his scythe into the head of the first man, a flash of grey light and the other two collapsed as well, Drakul's blade returning to it's previous silvery sheen, Kuro collapsed Drakul into it's kama and chain form, drew Pain in it's crossbow form, and jumped the next gap, he nailed one man's feet to the roof, tripped another with Drakul's chain and nailed his hands to the roof, he dodged a slash from the third man, shifted Pain to gun form, and shot him in the leg, then he kicked all the rifles off the train.

There were three cars in front, a boxcar for the luggage too large for the luggage compartments, and then the engine, Kuro descended into the space between the cars, he collapsed his scythe and put it away, drawing both his guns, he shot the door open to the car behind him, shifted both weapons and shot four spikes into the robber's rifle, rendering it useless, when he drew his sword, he got a bullet in each shoulder joint, and a bullet in each kneecap, the robber in the car he was in pointed his gun at Kuro, who, to the man's astonishment, jumped off the train, the Dust rounds hit the trench coat instead, the robber smirked, and was about to resume collecting valuables when a red spike hit the firing mechanism on his rifle, rendering it useless, the man turned to see the young man outside the window, flapping a pair of bat wings to keep from being blown away by the train's slipstream, a red crossbow with black lines on it (Suffering) pointed at the robber, who got the message and quickly divested himself of his weapons and dropped them out the window, Kuro still shot the man in the hip. Kuro fought against the wind flapping his wings as hard as possible, when he landed on the boxcar, he heard a whirring noise, he rolled forward as a storm of bullets punched through the roof, Kuro swung down into the boxcar and extended Drakul, his opponent was a huge man carrying a gatling gun, Kuro dove behind a stack of large metal crates, as the barrels began to rotate, his cover held, but the huge man didn't stop firing.

"Come on out you filthy animal! Or are you too much of a coward to face me like a man! Not that you are one, but you could at least pretend, until I fill you with bullets."

"No thanks, I think I'll pass on that suggestion." Kuro retracted his scythe, put it away, and drew Pain and Suffering, he popped up and opened fire on the large man, who raised his weapon to block the shots, before leveling it and returning fire.

"You'll never take me down fast enough to stop the bomb! The robbery was just a diversion, those idiots have no idea who our boss is, or what we're doing!"

Kuro cursed silently, the bomb was set, and if it was in the engine the red Dust crystals fueling the train would make the explosion devastating, it was time for drastic measures. Kuro reached up and began ripping the bandages from his left eye, when they were off, he opened the eye, instead of white the part of the eye surrounding the glowing blood red iris was pure black, immediately, blood began leaking like tears from the black eye, black energy, Kuro's aura, began swirling around him, as if opening the black eye had rendered it unstable, which was the truth.

(Monster By Skillet plays)

A mad grin on his face Kuro calmly walked out into the open, extending Drakul as he did so.

"So, you've decided to die on your feet, eh? I could almost respect that if you weren't a filthy Faunus."

When Kuro spoke, his voice was distorted, as if someone else, whose voice was high pitched and grating, was speaking at the exact same time as the scythe wielding bat Faunus.

"Nope." He corrected cheerfully. "I've decided that I've had enough of your ugly mug, so I think I'll just kill you now."

"You don't kill! I can still feel everyone's auras."

"Interesting, a Sensor, you don't look the type, but no matter, the Weakling isn't home right now, he's stepped aside and let me run the show for a bit, he could have taken you, but I'll be faster, and that bomb has him worried. I'll enjoy ripping you apart!"

"You freak!" The gatling gun began spinning, but before it fired, Kuro was there in the blink of an eye, a slash of Drakul removed the big man's arm from his shoulder, a hand grabbed the man by the throat, and to his utter shock, the one armed man found himself lifted above Kuro's head, the possessed Bat Faunus opened his mouth to catch the blood falling from the big man's wound as he drew the man's energy into his body.

When the last of the leader's life force was drained from his body, Kuro tossed the corpse aside with a contemptuous glance then he spoke to what seemed like nobody.

"Alright weakling, you can have your body back, I've had my fun, not that there was very much to be had, he was even weaker than you, his blood didn't even taste good." The black eye closed for the first time since the bandages had come off, there was a scar running down Kuro's face, bisecting his left eyebrow, his eyelid and a few inches down his cheek.

(Song ends)

Kuro stuck his finger down his throat to force himself to vomit up the blood he'd swallowed while his evil eye had been open. Weakling, aren't you forgetting something? The second voice, clear of the interference of Kuro's own voice, asked in a mocking tone, the other him was alway active after he came to the forefront, but he was right, Kuro needed to stop the bomb. The blood covered Faunus boy ran into the engine, the conductor and the maintenance guys were tied up in the corner, Kuro didn't have to search for the bomb, it was placed in the center of the floor, he didn't bother trying to disarm it, he wouldn't know how, and his aura was perfect for destroying the bomb, he had a large amount of excess energy from the dead man, he pumped it all into the device, which disintegrated harmlessly, twenty seconds left on the clock.

When the train stopped in Vale Kuro, who had rewrapped his left eye, was met by a middle aged human in a dark green suit, with silver hair and a cane.

"Kuro Tepes, what you did today was quite impressive."

"Who are you, and how did you know I was the one to stop the attack?"

"My name is Ozpin, I am the Headmaster at Beacon, and I would like to offer you a place at my school, should you accept, I would, of course, do everything in my considerable power to make sure that those who pursue you will meet with failure, I do not allow anyone to bring harm to my students."

Kuro hadn't been given much reason to trust humans, or even others of his own kind, but he felt he could trust this man.

"I accept."

"Very well, the school year starts in three days, I expect you to be at Vale's skyport at ten sharp on that day, and from this point on you will refer to me as Professor Ozpin."

"Very well, Professor, one condition though."

"Yes?"

Kuro smiled. "I'll need a new coat."

(Author's note: this is now the third simultaneous story I'm working on, and it will be somewhat darker than my other two, Kuro's last name, and the name of his scythe are both references to Vlad the Impaler. Read, Enjoy, Review.)