This was the story of how the members of VRSZ met and became a team.

Setting: A small building in the Vacuo desert.

Residing in the endless desert of Vacuo was a small makeshift structure. Inside this structure was a room with a bed where a body was laying under the sheets. The body didn't show any signs of movement until an alarm clock suddenly went off from a nearby dresser. The sound of the alarm rang throughout the room and caused the person in the bed to groan in discontent. Finally fed up with all the noise, the person in the bed stretched their arm out, turned the alarm off, and flung the sheets of themselves.

When the covers fell from the bed, the body was shown to be that of a teenage girl in pajamas. She had shoulder length purple hair that covered most of her head, except for the left side which had blond hair that looked like it had been shaved off. Her hair was disheveled and messy that to her tossing and turning in her sleep so she needed to fix that.

The young girl headed to the bathroom to shower, brush her teeth, and to take care of her annoying bed hair. An hour passed and she emerged from her private bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body. She went to her dresser to get the clothes she usually wore; a black tank top underneath a purple shirt with a long sleeve on the left side and a short sleeve on the right, a pair of black jeans with several rips going all the way down to below her knees, and a pair of dark brown combat boots.

In the kitchen, the sound of eggs cooking on the frying pan could be heard as the girl grabbed two pieces of toast that just popped out of the toaster. Her breakfast, as usual, consisted of toasts, egg withes, and a glass of orange juice. Finished with breakfast and ready to go, the girl went to the front door of the building and looked at herself in the hallway mirror.

"Okay, Violet, just another day's work." With that, she stepped out of the door and started her day. Just as she walked out the door, she came back into the house seconds later and headed to the hallway closet.

"I'm such a dunce. Can't go to work without this." Opening the closet, a body clumsily fell out of the closet into the hallway. It was a man tied and gagged with rope so he wouldn't be able to move or speak. He groaned and grumbled while trying to free himself from his restraints. The only thing he managed to do was rough up his wrists and ankles from the rope. Violet didn't care how the man felt. She just grabbed the man and began to carelessly drag him out of the house then crammed him into the trunk of her jeep before she got in the driver's seat to start the car. With a smile on her face, Violet said in a sing-song voice, "I can't get paid without my bounty."

Setting: Desert

She began driving through the desert toward the image, or mirage, of a small town with very small skyscraper buildings. On her way to her destination, Violet spotted something moving around in the desert: a small figure dressed in a hooded robe. From the looks of it, the figure didn't appear to be going to the town, rather, it looked more like the person was just wandering the desert aimlessly. Knowing this terrain very well, Violet knew that no one would be out here just for the fun of it, so she drove up to the stranger to understand what they were doing. Violet stopped her car right next to the figure and the person didn't acknowledge her presence, unaffected by a car heading straight toward them or they were just ignoring her. When she got a good look at the person in question, Violet saw that the person was actually much shorter up close, probably even shorter than her. She called out to the robed figure, "Hey! What are you doing out here?"

The robed figure motioned its head toward Violet when she called them out in a jerky fashion. It was as if the figure just realized that she was there. The person was silent for a brief moment before answering. "I'm out here looking for things, people, experiencing anything new and exciting." The robed figure had the voice of a boy, a boy that sounded too young to be out here by himself.

The figure moved their right arm to the hood and lifted it off his head. Just as the voice portrayed, the person underneath was a boy. He had dark skin, amber eyes, and what Violet could assume was a long scar on the side of his head that ran through his short, black hair, but judging by the precise lining in his hair, it could also be some kind of hairstyle to accommodate the scar. Something else Violet noticed was the signs of exhaustion and overheat written all over his face. He was sweating, breathing heavily, and he seemed to have a little trouble staying balanced on his feet.

"How long have you been out here?" Violet asked him. She had no real concern for him, but a young child dying in the desert was not how she wanted to start her day.

The boy looked unconcerned like he didn't understand the importance of this question. "I've been in the desert for at least a whole day by now," the boy answered in an innocent manner that made Violet feel uneasy.

"W- Why are you looking for stuff in the middle of a desert?" Violets asked, trying to understand the complex thinking of this boy only to receive an unexpected answer.

"Two days ago I was in a town near this desert and I was trying to experience new things there as well. I found some people that I thought were interesting, so I followed them around until one of them told me that if I get lost in the desert, I might find something interesting there, so I started wandering the desert to see what I could find."

Violet could only assume that this boy was either incredibly gullible or incredibly stupid. Feeling exhausted just speaking to him, Violet decided to continue her drive into town, but looking at this boy, she didn't believe he'll be able to make it to the town on foot or anywhere.

"Come on in, I'll give you a lift to town," Violet said while opening the passenger door.

The boy simply said, "Understood" before entering the jeep.

"My name is Remus Cobalt. Thank you for the ride... um..." the boy pondered, realizing that he never got her name.

"Violet, my name is Violet Tulipe."

Both of them rode to the town after the introductions. While this was happening, a banging could be heard from the trunk of the jeep like someone was kicking it.

"What was that?" Remus asked and Violet tried to play it cool and quickly said, "Nothing" and continued driving.

Setting: Fortuna

Violet's car drove through the borders of the town, where the terrain changed from desert to sandy pavement and the entrance sign said, "Welcome to Fortuna. How (un)fortunate." The town itself was very peculiar because several of the buildings had the appearance of skyscrapers, but not the height. Most were two to three-story buildings. The very architect of Fortuna didn't seem to match with the setting of Vacuo, but no one complained about it. Remus was impressed by the town. He tried to look at everything around him so he could take it in. Violet glanced at him for a moment before resuming her drive into town.

Violet parked her car along the side of the street and she and Remus got out of the car.

"Well, this is Fortuna, where you can find the unexpected anywhere," Violet told Remus, who was looking at his new surroundings with a sense of wonder.

"This is amazing. I've never seen a place like this before," Remus said while looking like a tourist.

"I'm glad you like it and I hope you have a good time here," Violet said, seeing as this is the opportune time for them to part ways. "I have to go. I have business to attend to," she said as she opened the trunk of her jeep and dragged out the body of the man she had tied up. Remus turned to Violet and saw the spectacle that was happening in front of him. Violet dropped the body on the floor and roughly dragged the man further into town.

"Interesting." Remus was fascinated more fascinated with Violet than Fortuna.

Violet hauled the man through the town with a casual look on her face. She didn't care how this looked to those around her. The weird thing about the situation was that no one around her seemed to mind. The residence of Fortuna was not ignoring it, they were just simply treating this as an everyday thing. Violet finally reached her destination, a building with a sign that had Moneta written on it. This building was the gathering place for bounty hunters, huntsmen, huntresses, and whoever else wanted to take a job or request for money. It's considered the town's secondary form of law enforcement when the local authorities couldn't step out of their jurisdiction. She opened the doors and went inside where there was a variety of different people who were gambling, receiving money, and taking jobs off the screen-board. Violet went to the reward desk where there was a man in his fifties at the front desk.

"Hey Sterling, how are you doing today?" Violet said with a smile and familiarity that showed she was well-acquainted with the man who also responded with a kind smile.

"Hello, miss Violet, it is always a pleasure to see you return safely from a bounty mission. And who is your friend here?" Sterling replied with kindness. He was a well-dressed man wearing a grey shirt and a black vest. He had the image of a butler and exuded wisdom. Even though the man was in his fifties, Sterling had neat black hair with a matching goatee and pale green eyes. There were several wrinkles on his face as well as a gentle smile.

Violet looked at the tied up man and said, "Him? He's nobody, just a petty crook with a pretty good price on his head."

Sterling shook his head and said, "No no, not him, the young lad standing next to you."

A confused Violet raised a brow. She looked at the crook, who used his eyes to point to her other side. Violet turned and saw Remus, who looked like he was standing there this whole time.

Remus simply said, "Hi," which caused Violet to scream from his unexpected appearance.

Meanwhile, in a town far away from Fortuna, a large transport airship carrying passengers was preparing to depart for its destination. Unbeknownst to the other passengers, a group of six men was smuggling weapons and dust onto the vehicle.

"Do you think this will be good enough for the boss?" one of the men said to another.

"Yeah, this will be plenty to deal with any annoyances," the other man responded.

The men discretely stored their gear and entered the airship to take their seats thinking no one would notice them. Unbeknownst to them, someone did notice them.

The person witnessing the smuggling was a teenage boy with a very straightforward color scheme. He was wearing a long sleeve shirt, but the left side was all black with a black and white checkered themed breast pocket while the right side was completely black and white checkered themed as well. He had on black trouser pants with a silver pinstripe design and a fingerless black glove on his left hand. The one thing that stood out the most was his unusual hair which was black hair in a slicked-back style, except for a streak of hair on the left side that was silver and spiky like characters you see in anime. He was also equipped with holsters around his waist that carried two identical guns.

"Targets in sight," he said to himself as he was about to board the vehicle until an employee stopped him.

Eyeing him suspiciously, the employee asked the boy, "Sir, do you have a ticket?"

The young man halted his progression. Seeing that simply going through this ordeal directly would draw too much attention to himself, the boy decided to find an alternative method to get on the vehicle.

"Oh, sorry about that. I must have the wrong airship. I'll be on my way," he said politely with a smile while inside he thought, "You can spot a guy with no ticket, but not six goons with that much weapons and dust? Idiot,"

The boy left the area only to stay out of the employee's line of sight and with a devious smile. The boy's body began to glow silver. He jumped high into the air, higher than humanly possible, onto the wall and used it as a springboard to jump onto the ceiling. He landed on the ceiling and was standing on it upside down, defying the laws of gravity. The boy simply walked his way back to the vehicle, without the employee noticing, then jumped once more to land on top of the airship. This jump also defied the laws of gravity as the distance was too far apart and the boy's landing was soft and barely audible as to not draw attention to his impact on the airship.

"Too easy Silver," the boy said to himself before he ended his daredevil act by jumping down to the entrance of the vehicle and the glowing silver aura that surrounded him dissipated. He took a seat in a spot where he could keep an eye on the crooks and waited for the airship to depart.

Unbeknownst to Silver, one passenger just entered the airship and took the seat next to him. Silver acknowledged the person sitting next to him and noticed that he was a man of large stature and muscular build, but also appeared to be young, most likely around same age as himself if not older, and he wore a dark green hoodie, but the hood was oddly shaped similar to a knight's helmet. He had short ginger hair, brown eyes, and wore metal boots.

"Weird," Silver thought. He also took note that the only thing this boy had as luggage was a big shield.