Hello~! I did say I would bring you guys the first chapter out as soon as I could right?
Now I didn't manage to give you guys the chapter by the end of last week, but thankfully I still managed to get a chapter out in time so that people don't wait too long.
But enough of that noise, the chapter's here and I'm proud of that! So let's not waste any more time.
I hope you guys enjoy this chapter!
Legends. Stories scattered through time.
Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are remnants, byproducts, of a forgotten past
Man, born from dust, was strong, wise, and resourceful, but he was born into an unforgiving world.
An inevitable darkness — creatures of destruction — the creatures of Grimm - set their sights on man and all of his creations. These forces clashed, and it seemed the darkness was intent on returning man's brief existence to the void.
However, even the smallest spark of hope is enough to ignite change, and in time, man's passion, resourcefulness, and ingenuity led them to the tools that would help even the odds.
This power was appropriately named "Dust".
Nature's wrath in hand, man lit their way through the darkness, and in the shadow's absence came strength, civilization, and most importantly, life.
But even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die.
And when they are gone... darkness will return.
So you may prepare your guardians, build your monuments to a so-called "free world", but take heed... there will be no victory in strength.
But perhaps victory is in the simpler things that you've long forgotten.
Things that require a smaller, more honest soul.
Things that can take root — even in the deep depths of shadow, and nurtured by the light.
CHAPTER 1: Little Red Hood and The White Wolf
(VALE, 8:16 P.M.)
The city was quiet. The shattered moon gleamed in the night sky, as we close in on a store named: "From Dust Till Dawn". A really simple store, selling Dust for anybody who was willing to pay for it. However, as a group of goons and their leader walked the street, the crowd parted to make way for this group out of fear as they entered the store.
The cashier noticed the group enter the door and was confused why there were so many of them for one store, and he didn't realize what was happening but his attention was directed to the man in front of him.
The one that stood in front of him was the leader of this group, wearing a white business suit, holding a cane, and wearing a black bowler hat which was worn with care. He wore a small grey scarf around his neck and black gloves with buckled sleeves. He also had orange hair with long bangs that covered his right eye, and black eyeliner traced on his left eye. The leader was smoking his cigar, before taking his cigar out to speak.
"Do you realize how hard is it to find a Dust shop opened this late?" The leader asked rhetorically, while one of his men pulled their gun out to the old cashier.
"Please! D-Don't hurt me! Please, just take the Lien and leave!" The cashier spoke in a mixture of panic and fear, an appropriate reaction to getting robbed at gunpoint.
The leader shushed the old man in a deceivingly comforting voice. "Shhh, shhh, calm down. We're not here for your money." The leader signaled his men. "Grab the Dust"
The goons quickly followed orders, one of them putting his case on the counter and demanding for Dust, while the rest of the goons searched the store for any witnesses or potential hostages. One of the goons scoured a corner of the store where Dust Bullets, and any ammunition of the like, were on display. He noticed a young man, roughly looking 17, who was examining a section displaying heavy grade .50 cal Dust Bullets.
The teen was wearing a pale-white, long-sleeved leather jacket with maroon-red stripes along the sleeves, over a grey t-shirt. He also had sun-goggles around his neck, while also wearing some black fingerless gloves with metal buckling. One glance at this teen and the goon noticed his canine-like ears atop his head, the teen was a dog Faunus. The teen Faunus was also pretty tall, 6'5 the goon could guess. The teen also had a long slim military suitcase that he held on his right hand, and a holster by his hip on that same side, but the goon didn't pay attention nor noticed those two important details.
Rather his attention was on something more subtle, and much more abnormal.
The most distinguishing feature about this kid, was his unusually pale complexion, looking like something out of a vampire movie. This was the palest Faunus the goon has ever seen, and his spiky, unkempt hair was a much more pale white in comparison. The goon stared at this kid in confusion before realizing, he had a job to do and this kid could be a witness...or even better, a hostage.
"Alright kid," The goon took and pointed his sword to the pale teen. "Put your hands where I can see 'em!"
The teen didn't respond, no it was more like he ignored the man. The goon knows this kid heard him, and what he said should have made the kid respond in fear considering he doesn't have any headphones on or anything.
Frustrated about being ignored, Goon 1 walked with impatience to the teen. "Hey, I said hands in the air!" Goon 1 then turned the teen around by the shoulder, revealing the teen's crimson red eyes, who glared at the goon who rudely interrupted his window shopping. "You got a death wish or something!?" said the goon, expecting this kid to get what's going on.
The pale Faunus just looked at the goon unamused, he wasn't intimidated by some mob-looking goon. The teen finally spoke, noticing the sword that the goon had.
"...what is it?" He said playing dumb.
"I need you to put your hands in the air, now!" Goon 1 was really starting to lose his patience, but the dog Faunus didn't look frightened. If anything, he looked more annoyed than anything else.
"Why exactly would I raise my hands in the air for you?" The teen sarcastically said, still playing dumb.
"Because this is a robbery, now PUT EM UP!"
…
So this is happening, a goon-looking man with a fedora and a sword, threatening a teen just going for his supply runs. This would be threatening to another kid, but the teen could only stare at this man like a wannabe who was trying to act tough and failing at it miserably.
The teen only sighed in response. "Ya know, I was willing to play along with this but...fuck it. Boot to the face."
The goon stood confused for a good moment "...boot to the face?"
Outside the store, the windows were cleaned and unbroken.
*CRASH*
Well not anymore they were, the window on the left-side broke and two people were crashing out of the store, the goon who was being kicked in the face by the teen Faunus who said he would give him the boot.
He said "Boot to the face", what else was he going to do except giving this goon a boot to the face?
All the commotion that noise cause prompted some of the other goons inside to check it out and see what the hell just happened.
What they saw outside the store was the pale Faunus opening up the slim suitcase, and taking out a weapon that could be best described as something akin to a giant single-edged knife, with 6 large exhaust pipes, 3 on each side, running along half the length of the back of this blade. The sword handle was also colored a nice maroon red.
The pale Faunus looked back at the goons and gave them a toothy smirk, giving two big swings of his blade and stabbed it to the ground.
"Well, you guys want a fight, then come on!" He challenged them as he twisted the grip and the exhaust pipes revved with the sound of flammable fuel sprayed along across the blade. "Come on, let's make this a night that I won't—" The teen was about to finish his sentence, but he was distracted by what was on the other side of the store, which honestly was a rare sight.
A 15-year old girl with black hair and red streaks, who wears a black long-sleeved dress with a high collar and red trim on the sleeves, a black waist cincher with red lacing up the front and around her skirt has a red trim. She also wears a pair of thick black stockings and black combat boots with red laces and trims around the top and red soles. And to top it all off she wore a red hooded cloak, around her shoulders.
Now she was wielding her own weapon, a giant mecha scythe stabbed into the ground in a similar fashion as he did with his own weapon. Now the thing is, the giant scythe wasn't anything out of the ordinary with how he built his weapon, but rather the fact that the one who was wielding this complicated weapon was just a 15-year old girl who didn't even look like she finished combat school.
Not that it was out of the ordinary, he just thought it was a funny coincidence that both of them happen to be in the same store… and happened to go out the window at the same time once he saw the broken window where the red hooded girl was.
"Hey, uh…little red hood!" The teen called out, getting the red-hooded girl's attention. "I don't know what someone as young as you is doing here," He pointed towards all the goons that were heading towards them. "But we got some unwanted company, so try not to slow me down!"
"Slow you down? I think you should try to keep up." The girl retorted, feeling (only a little bit) insulted.
"...yeah whatever." The pale teen mumbled under his breath, focusing his attention to the crowd of goons.
The goons attacked the girl first, thinking it would be easy pickings. The girl lifted herself onto the scythe before spinning around and kicking the first thug in the face. She pulled her weapon out and fires it off to swing her scythe to launch a goon into the air, crashing into another goon. She fires again and using the momentum to smash another goon approaching into the ground, while using the ricochet to evade a goon's gunshots, getting close to knocking him into the air and follows to slam the goon into the ground.
After beating the goons she looked in the direction where the other pale teen was and was actually legitimately surprised.
The pale Faunus was rushed by the goons with machete's, one of them swings his machete only for it to be countered by the Faunus's own sword, who swung his weapon with force it pushed the goon a good distance into a building wall leaving small cracks. The rest of the goons looked rather hesitant to attack, and there was nothing that could have them make such a stupid decision.
"Wow, your form is terrible! What's wrong, couldn't your mother's teach you any better?"
...I spoke too soon.
Needless to say, this angered the goons who all rushed at him with their swords, making the stupidest decision they ever made.
The pale Faunus twisted the grip on his sword and revved it up 4 times, and two of the exhaust pipes sprayed the propellant and ignited it at the same time. As the goons attacked the pale teen, he deflected and countered each attack with exhilarating speed thanks to the propellant amplifying each sword swing and knocking some of these weapons away along with the goons. He noticed one of the other goons take out a gun and fire at him and the teen decided to zig-zag towards the goon blocking the occasional bullet with his sword. Eventually, he was close enough to finish off the goon and dropkick him right in the face, giving the special boot treatment as the goon was sent flying next to the bowler hat man's feet.
"You were worth every cent. Truly, you were." The crime boss muttered in disappointment and annoyance, before noticing the two teens who turned towards him and readied their weapons.
"Well, we can all agree this has been an eventful evening, Little Red and Big White Wolf,—"
"...excuse me?"
"And as much as I'd love to stick around," the man dropped his cigar, crushed it with his cane...
"This is where we part ways…" and raised it to shoot at the ground near the two teens an explosive blast.
The teens reacted quickly, the girl in red leaped over the blast by firing off at the ground, and the teen in white flipped backward to avoid damage and landing with one knee forward. When the dust cleared the man was nowhere to be found, before looking behind them and seeing him climb up a latter of a building.
The girl in red turned and asked the old man who came out of the store, "Mind if we go after him?" the old man could only nod, but the other teen Faunus gave her a dry look when he heard that question. This caught the girl's attention, and she was a little confused. "H-hey, why are you giving me that look?"
"Why the fuck do you need to ask him for permission?" The teen said with a dry look. Honestly, the man was getting away and she asks for permission to catch him?
"Swear!"
"Swear? What are you, 10? Now quit standing there and let's catch this mafia-wannabe!" The teen wasted no time and made his way up the building by heading into an alleyway next to the building, jumping from wall to wall up to the building. He reached the roof of the building, and he might as well feel a little bit cocky, of course, he made it to the top first!
That moment of pride was ruined when he looked to his right and saw that the girl was already there…and she didn't even do that much aside from just using the recoil from her gun-scythe to get to the top.
Okay, now she has good technique admittedly...but I had to jump from wall to wall to get here! All she did was just use her gun-scythe like an air cannon!
The girl gave a smug smirk at the teen who arrived last. "Who's slowing down who now?"
"Oh, put a sock in it, Little Red!" He retorted while the girl stuck her tongue out him.
"Persistent…" said the mafia-wannabe when he saw those two chasing him.
Luckily for the mafia man, his ride had arrived and the two teens were slightly surprised when they saw the aerial VTOL hovering near the building. The mafia man jumped on board the VTOL and turned to face the two teens, taking out a red Dust crystal. His face turned into a condescending smirk.
"End of the line, Kids!" He threw this Dust crystal at the ground near the two teens and shot another explosive bullet from his cane aimed at this crystal which caused a big explosion.
The man laughed in amusement, but his face turned sour when the dust cleared and the teens, were alive and protected by exactly what he didn't want to run into today.
A Huntress.
This woman used a riding crop like a wand, creating something like a magic shield to block the blast. She has very light-blonde hair tied back in a bun with a curl hanging down the right side of her face. Her eyes are bright green and she wears thin ovular glasses. She wears a white long-sleeved, pleated top that has a wide keyhole neckline and gauntlet cuffs that flare in pleats at the wrist. Her lower body is covered by a black high-waisted pencil skirt with bronze buttons and black-brown stockings and tops it with another cape that is purple inside and black on the outside.
The two teens stood in shock, and they both knew this was a Huntress, but right now each of them had very different thoughts. The white Faunus was flabbergasted how this woman with a goddamn riding crop managed to stop an explosive bullet, while the girl in red had stars in her eyes and was practically squealing with excitement that a Huntress saved them in time.
They didn't stay that way for long when they noticed another woman in the VTOL who's eyes burned a fiery amber and aimed a burst of energy at the Huntress. The Huntress blocks it, but the flame splatters behind her and glows hot with the enemy's raised hand. The Huntress back-flips out of the explosion, which destroys part of the roof, and magically gathers the shards to create a large arrow, which she throws at the craft.
The fiery woman shatters the arrow with several blasts, but it reforms just in time to hit the side of the jet due to Roman's quick aerial lean. The wreckage separates and reshapes into more arrows that encircle the jet, but the woman summons several glowing rings around herself that expand and destroy the shards.
The girl in red took a chance and reverted her scythe to its rifle form to fire at the woman who blocks each shot and creates several blazing circles around her three opponents. The Huntress telekinetically pushes the girl away and rolls herself out of the explosion radius; looking up to see the hatch closed and the craft fly away.
The teen Faunus laughed triumphantly when he and the two other ladies survived. Honestly, when the bad guys got away he took it as a victory, just be glad that nobody ended up injured, or Oum forbid dead tonight.
"Yeah, that's right! Get outta here, jackasses!" He yelled out in victory before turning to the Huntress in question who glared at him.
"Well, you showed up late to the fight huh? Looks like we did your job for you Witch of the Wild West. Honestly, you couldn't have arrived soon—"
"You're a Huntress!" The girl interjected and pushed the teen back, too excited to even care. This was a Huntress, a hero who saves people from the creatures of Grimm, and she was lucky to be saved by one! She couldn't let this chance pass by to ask her something she always wanted to ask from a Huntsman!
"Can I have your autograph!?"
(CLANG!)
Little Red never got that autograph. Instead, she was now sitting in front of a table, in a dark interrogation room with one light shining above, and the pale teen from before was sitting right next to her. They were both being interrogated, and the girl looked down with a bit of shame while the teen next to her looked very irritated beyond belief.
"I hope that you two realize that your actions tonight will not be taken lightly. You put yourselves and others in great danger." said the Huntress
"Well, they started it!" The girl tried to defend herself with a polite tone.
"O-okay, pull yourself together! She doesn't seem to be… too furious, so maybe if we both just calmly talk this out with the angry Huntress, nothing could go wro—"
"THIS. IS BULLSHIT!"
…
Yeah. The teen isn't particularly happy, and the curse he shouted only made the situation tenser than it already was.
"...that plan just went out the window!" The girl thought, and immediately lost hope of a peaceful resolution.
"You'd best watch your tone, young man!" The Huntress quickly scolded the young Faunus.
"We prevented a robbery, we managed to chase away that mafia wannabe! We didn't exactly catch him but what's important is that nobody got hurt!"
"Pleeaaassse, don't pick fights with the Huntress in front of us!" She clapped her hands together. "We're already in so much trouble, I don't wanna think about what my sister's going to do!" Ruby pleaded to try to defuse the situation.
"Fine, but am I right?"
"I don't think that's what you should be focusing on right now!"
"Okay, but am. I. Right?" The girl was aback at the teen's stubbornness, but she couldn't help but agree and just hesitantly nodded. As if the moment of silence that followed wasn't already awkward enough...
The Huntress calmed down and sighed in response. "Yes, you may have minimized the worst possible outcome, and I am sure many are grateful. However, it doesn't change the fact that you two put everyone at risk." The Huntress pointed out, and the teen Faunus growled in frustration and looked away. While it was true they both saved people, there was so much that could have gone wrong, and if they weren't then a bystander could have been injured in the crossfire. The teen didn't disagree with the woman but he still felt it was right to help regardless.
"If it were up to me, you'd both be sent home... With a pat on the back…" The girl regained her smile. ...And a slap on the wrist." She demonstrated with her riding crop on the table causing the girl to jump a little bit in surprise. "But... there is someone here who would like to meet both of you."
"Wait… both of us?" The Faunus teen mused inside his head, and while he didn't know who wanted to speak to him and Little Red Hood… the man who entered the room with a plate of Chocolate-chip cookies in one hand and a coffee mug in the other knew these two very well.
This spectacle-wearing man looked like a middle-aged man with tousled silver hair and thin brown eyes. His outfit mainly consisted of an unzipped black suit over a dark green, buttoned vest, and green shirt. He also wears black trouser shoes and long, dark-green pants.
"Ruby Rose…" said the man clothed in green to the now named Ruby leaning a little bit too close to check something he wanted to confirm.
"You… have silver eyes."
"What's so special about them?" The pale teen couldn't help but wonder out of curiosity, when
The bespectacled man then turned to face the teen Faunus, noticing his albinistic features and remembered something important.
"Ah, Sable Fenrisulven." The man said to the now named Sable and seemed to have some familiarity with the pale Faunus.
"Professor Ozpin, and here I thought we were going to jail because of saving lives." He threw a quick glare at the blond Huntress who gave back her own glare.
"Well I can assure that neither of you is being arrested," Ozpin then gestured to the pad the Huntress was holding up showing the recordings of their conflict with the goon and the mafia man. "but I'm rather interested as to where you two learned to fight?"
"Um… Signal Academy." Ruby said nervously.
Ozpin turned to Sable for an answer, as well as Ruby who was most curious how he managed to handle what she saw as a rocket sword.
"...Homeschooled" Sable simply said with his arms crossed, not wanting to speak more about the details just yet. This surprised Ruby and intrigued Ozpin.
"With that much technique and strength displayed, it almost seems unbelievable. Almost." Ozpin pointed out.
Sable just stayed silent with his arms crossed, he didn't exactly feel like disclosing the personal details of this "homeschooling". Ozpin understood and turned to Ruby instead.
"Miss Rose, the academy taught you how to use one of the most dangerous weapons ever designed?"
"Well, one teacher in particular."
"I see." Ozpin set down the plate of Chocolate-chip cookies in front of the two teens. Ruby reached out her hand and took one cookie and ate it, or more accurately devoured it, with one bite. She soon started to devour all the cookies until there's none left. Sable didn't take one cookie though, he wasn't too much of a fan of chocolate.
"It's just that I've only seen this kind of skill in one person, a dust old crow"
Ruby tried to speak, but with her mouthful, it wasn't understood. Realizing this, she finished chewing and swallowed the cookies to talk properly "S-Sorry. That's my uncle Qrow. I was total garbage before he taught me and now I'm like… Whaaaaaaa, wacha…!" Ruby said while doing karate chop gestures.
"...is he like a martial arts master or something?" Sable asked, thinking the answer was a bit ridiculous.
"No, he is a Huntsman!" Ruby corrected. "The best Huntsman and Uncle I could ever ask for! He is so experienced when it comes to Scythe weaponry!"
"So… he's like the grim reaper then? I can imagine he had some trouble teaching you all those tricks and flips, impressive for someone so short."
Ruby giggled for a bit. "You think so...hey! First off, Uncle Qrow and I get along like peanut butter and chocolate!"
"What's with that comparison?" Sable thought.
"And second of all, I'm not that short! I. drink. milk."
"Really? I honestly thought you drank one too many sodas and stunted your own growth!" Sable snickered at that last part and Ruby pouted as she was about to say something, but Ozpin cleared his throat and the teens stopped arguing for a bit to pay attention.
Ozpin brought up an important question, turning to Ruby "Argument aside, what is an adorable girl such as yourself doing at a school designed to train warriors?"
"I was wondering that myself…" Sable did find it curious, a petite girl wielding a giant scythe is a rare sight. Scythes are by far in huntsman history the most effective weapon against the creatures of Grimm, able to cleave their way through Grimm like a hot knife to butter. However, they are also the most complicated weapon to master, due to their large size and the fact that handling one can be a nightmare if you don't train yourself for it.
Ruby quickly gave her answer. "Yeah! I only have two more years of training left at Signal! And then I'm going to apply to Beacon!"
"Beacon academy? Seems like a good reason to be excited"
"You see, my sister's starting there this year, and she's trying to become a Huntress, and I'm trying to become a Huntress 'cause I wanna help people. My parents always taught us to help others, so I thought, Hey, I might as well make a career out of it!" Ruby was giggling with rising excitement.
"Okay, she's getting very excited…"
"I mean the police are alright, but Huntsmen and Huntresses are just so much more romantic and exciting and cool and really, gosh, you know!" Ruby flipped out a bit during that last part and had a wide smile like she was a Huntsman fanatic, while the two Huntsman were studying this peculiar girl and Sable was a little bit creeped out by her giddiness.
"...oh dear Oum, she's a fangirl!" Sable was now concerned, worried about the unfortunate freshmen who would have to deal with her.
"Well, that might not be the worst thing to happen, at least she's nice… if a little bit childish." Sable thought to himself, agreeing that she may be childish but her dreams and goals aren't something he could laugh at. After all, he had his own thoughts about going to Beacon Academy, and while he is aiming to become a Huntsmen, there's something more important that he was looking to achieve.
"Well, I'm sure he knows me, but do you know who I am?" Ozpin asked Ruby and took a seat opposite to both teens, Sable still remaining silent.
Ruby nodded and responded. "You're Professor Ozpin. You're the headmaster at Beacon."
Ozpin gave the two teens a smile in response. "Hello."
"Nice to meet you." Ruby greets with a smile.
Sable gave a small smirk in response, then asked a question that's been on his mind. "So...does this mean we can go now?"
"You can go soon, I just have one more question for the both of you... do you want to come to my school?"
Ruby and Sable both had the same response.
"More than anything."
Ozpin exchanged a glance at the blond Huntress, who huffed her disapproval of the decision, and turned back to both aspiring Huntsman.
"Well okay."
Ruby was happy beyond belief and wide-eyed about the opportunity that was given to her. She was given a chance to be at Beacon! Two years earlier then she thought she would!
Sable chuckled a little bit, proud about the fact how the Headmaster of Beacon seemed please near the end. However, he was a bit confused as to why Ozpin asked the question to him and Ruby. She still has two years left at Signal Academy, it's not like she was actually going to Beacon so early right?
...Right?
(AIRSHIP TO BEACON, 11:30 A.M.)
Sable finally made it. He was on the Airship to Beacon Academy for the initiation exam, and he was damn well proud of it. Beacon is one of the best Huntsman Academies in Remnant and was largely responsible for some of the world's most experience Huntsman. Of course, you had to take combat school in order to apply for Beacon, though that is by far just one of two options. Some manage to get recommendations into the Academies and that's usually enough to give them a chance at the entrance exam, and Sable earned this with the years of training he spent on this very day.
Oh yeah, it's midday and Sable doesn't have much of a problem with the schedule of the exam and orientation. He was mostly worried about the sun. Being Albino can be hard sometimes, but usually, the most annoying inconvenience Sable had was just mild sunburn and slight headaches if it gets in his eyes, even on normal days. Still, sunscreen has never failed him so he always applies it to his face when he gets the chance. He was wearing everything from that night a few days, except he had zipped up his jacket entirely, not leaving any skin showing below the neck and was wearing his sun goggles over his eyes.
Sable leaned on the railings of the airship and scouted the crowd of students also going to Beacon. He noticed many of them with their weapons, some of them hoisted away, and some of them wrapped around their back. He seemed he was actually going to get some competition, but he would welcome it. He trained far more than any of these kids did in their life, and he wasn't going to be blindsided by any of them.
No surprises at all and nothing out of the ordinary or crazy would happen.
"Oh, I can't believe my baby sister is going to Beacon with me! This is the best day ever!"
"Please stop."
"But I'm so proud of you!"
"Really Sis, it was nothing."
...again, I spoke too soon.
"Wait...what?" He turned to where the voices came from, and what he saw was certainly impressive that it left him in shock. There was a blond, in the distance hugging a very familiar red-hooded girl. It took a second for him to put it together but when he figured it out...
Sable, to put it very crudely, flipped his shit.
"You ACTUALLY made it in!?" Sable yelled out as he was beyond surprised and in disbelief, that Ruby couldn't help but yelp. Sable made his way towards them, and that caught the attention of the two sisters.
"O-oh, it's just you..." Ruby sighed in relief though she didn't know why exactly. Sable wasn't exactly the most polite Faunus she met, and he was also a potty mouth. Still, he wasn't too rude and he's one person she at least knows… okay, it's more like they're acquainted but at least they weren't strangers anymore. Still, the way he acted and handled himself against the goons left an impression...although not exactly the best impression.
"No, I'm just another stranger here trying to make casual conversation," Sable sarcastically said while crossing his arms. "Of course, it's me!"
"So wait, you know my sister here?" The blond asked, and Sable turned to her. She wears a tan jacket that bares her midriff, with golden brown piping and short, puffy sleeves with black cuffs that feature two gold buttons. Underneath this, she wears a low cut yellow crop top, she also wears a brown belt covered by a pleated brown piece of material reaching from hip to hip around the back of her waist.
Underneath this is a long, white, asymmetrical piece of material reaching to her knee on the right side, as well as a pair of black mini-shorts. She wears a pair of brown, knee-high boots and orange over-the-knee socks, with the right sock pushed down just below the knee. A gray bandanna is tied around her left knee. An orange infinity scarf and black fingerless gloves complete her outfit.
"Know her? I've practically seen her flip and jump with that scythe of hers!" Sable pointed at Ruby. "Which admittedly is pretty impressive for a shortie."
"Hey!" Ruby exclaimed.
"Hey!" The blonde was going to defend her sister until she realized and chuckled. "... your right she is pretty short!"
"Yang!"
Sable sighed in slight annoyance. Right now, he was surprised about two things.
He didn't expect the 15-year-old to actually be able to take the entrance exam before she even completed combat school!
He didn't expect for her to have a sister who he almost mistook for Goldilocks, her hair and attire practically exudes the color yellow!
Sable was expecting there would be people, and that was already hard enough for him, but a 15-year old fangirl is going to the same school as him? He just couldn't believe it. Still, he had to at least make a proper conversation.
"Well, since it seems apparent that we are stuck with each other, might as well introduce ourselves properly." Sable then pointed his thumb towards himself. "I'm Sable Fenrisulven, and don't you forget it."
"U-um, yeah! Sure!" Ruby said a little overwhelmed by how surprisingly intimidating he was but tried to introduce herself the best she could. "My name is Ruby," then she nudged her head at her blond sister. "And she is my sister, Yang!"
"Sup!" Yang waved her hand with a smirk on her face. Certainly, he may be rough around the edges, but it's nothing she hasn't seen before. Besides, he is trying to make conversation. Better to make friends than enemies after all, especially since her sister needs some new ones very bad.
"So...you made it in. Congrats." Sable tried saying that to Ruby without being too snarky, just to enough to give her at least some credit.
"See, he gets it!" Yang turned to Ruby. "Everyone at Beacon is going to think you're the bee's knees."
"I don't want to be the 'bee's knees', okay? I don't want to be any kind of knees! I just want to be a normal girl with normal knees." Ruby protested.
"Again, with the weird sayings. Besides, you were so excited when you talked about Huntsmen and going to Beacon. You chickening out now?" Sable couldn't help but tilt his head as he said that, and Yang gave a small frown at that last comment.
"Of course not! I'm grateful for going to Beacon!" Ruby sighed and looked down sadly. "I got moved ahead two years. I don't want people to think I'm special or anything."
"...so that's what this is about." Sable couldn't help but think, she did get in two years early. That's bound to draw some attention, good or otherwise…and that's probably the hardest part.
Yang wanted to cheer up her sister and went to give her a one-armed hug. "But you are special." She emphasized that part, prompting Ruby to look up and feel a little bit better about herself.
Sable chuckled and smirked at the two. "Goldilocks here's got a point," Ruby looked up at Sable in confusion. "You handled that scythe with good technique, and that Semblance of yours is pretty quick. You're probably the youngest among us, but if you ask me… you wouldn't be out of place here." Sable said that and gave a small smile at the last part, and Ruby couldn't help but feel even better when he said that.
"Really?" Ruby asked with a bright smile, maybe Sable wasn't as rude as she thought he was.
"Well, still doesn't change you're the shortest!"
...okay maybe he still is a bit rude.
"How many times do you need to bring that up!?" Ruby said, pouting like a child again. Yang couldn't help but actually chuckle a bit at the small argument they had, but their attention was drawn to a hologram of the same blond Huntress from the other night.
"Hello, and welcome to Beacon!"
"Who's that?" Yang wondered.
"My name is Glynda Goodwitch."
"Oh."
"I KNEW she was a witch!" Sable thought, honestly the first time she saw Glynda, he wondered if they were saved by the Witch of the Wild West before listening to the rest the hologram went to say.
"You are among a privileged few who have received the honor of being selected to attend this prestigious academy! Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace, and as future Huntsmen and Huntresses, it is your duty to uphold it. You have demonstrated the courage needed for such a task, and now it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and the training to protect our world." The hologram disappeared with its message delivered, and leaving everybody informed.
Sounds of awe from the passengers caught the trio's attention, and Ruby and Sable followed suit and could see the sight's of Patch and Vale from the glass below.
"Oh, wow! Look, you can see Signal from up here!" Ruby said in surprise. "I guess home isn't too far after all!"
"Home, huh?" Sable thought out loud, and Yang noticed something far in Patch's forest.
"Hey… I can see a wooden house in the distance." Yang pointed towards it.
Sable took a look at where Yang was pointing and his faced unexpectedly softened up for a change. "Yeah… that's my home."
"Wait, you lived on Patch Island too?" Ruby couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah, well me and an old man who raised me."
"So just him and his Grandpa?" Ruby thought to himself, she could've asked but considering how the last time Professor Ozpin asked him about his combat she thought it would be best not to pry.
Sable would be lying if said he wasn't feeling a bit nostalgic. He's lived in that house for the past 12 years, and his mentor had prepared him to be a Huntsman. Sable wouldn't admit it, but he was actually missing the old man.
"Wonder how the old man's doing." Sable had a solemn face, the thought of leaving home after 12 years… is a little bit overwhelming if he were, to be honest.
"Probably being proud of you," Yang spoke up. "If you lived with him than he knows what you're doing right now, and sitting in his old rocking chair." Yang comforted the teen Faunus, patting him on the shoulder and Sable just smirked for a bit. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad. "Beacon's our home, now."
Well… another blond in the background kinda ruined the moment when he was groaning due to motion sickness. The trio right now just kinda had plain faces, they kinda expected something like this to happen.
"Well... I guess the view isn't for everyone." Yang just shrugged.
"It was a nice moment while it lasted." Ruby agreed.
"Should've brought a paper bag." Sable also agreed, the paper bag would have been useful right now.
"I wonder who we're gonna meet! I just hope they're better than Vomit Boy." Ruby replied, but unfortunately, Vomit boy couldn't hold it in, and some vomit made it out and spilled into the floor some on Yang's shoes and on Sable's...jacket.
...ooooh noooo.
" Oh, Yang, gross! You have puke on your shoe!" Ruby yelled in disgust, and the smell was even worse.
"Gross, gross, gross, gross, gross, gross, gross, gross!"
"Get-Get away! Get away from me! Get away from me! Get away from me! Get away from me!"
While the girls were having their small argument, the Blond boy noticed some of the puke that fell on Sable's jacket and was frantically waving his hands. "O-oh crap! Sorry 'bout that, I didn't mean to do that! Honest!"
Sable didn't say a thing and instead glared at this Blondie with a look that was so deceivingly calm, that honestly just made Vomit Boy even more nervous.
"...there's puke on my jacket," Sable said with a low tone, holding in his anger while still glaring at Vomit Boy. "You got...puke on my jacket."
"I-I am SO sorr—"
"Run."
"...what?"
"You better start running, Puke Boy…"
"U-uuuhhh…" The Blonde didn't like where this was going…
"BECAUSE I'M ABOUT TO KICK YOUR FUCKING ASS!"
Vomit Boy cried out in fear trying to run away from the very angry white Faunus because nobody pukes on Sable's Jacket and gets away with it.
"I'M SOOORRRRYYY!"
"YOU GET BACK HERE, YOU REGURGITATING SHIT-BAG!"
"Swear!"
"SHUT UP, RUBY!"
And that's when the Big White Wolf chased down our poor, poor knight…No one knows what happened…except you will know the next time.
Unknown to everyone though, there was another passenger, wearing a dark flowing cloak and a leather peaked hat with a gold badge on top of it, giving him a more malicious look. If you were to take a good look at him, his purple eyes had a mischievous look to them with an equally wide and mischievous grin.
"Shi-shi-shi-shi…" He chuckled through his teeth. "This is going to be a very interesting year! I can feel it!"
Aaaaand I DID IT!
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Man! I feel so proud of myself! I hope you people enjoyed how I wrote Sable and his interactions! Also, you guy's may be wondering who was that last character at the end? Well, feel free to ask and discuss! You will need to see the next chapter to figure out the whole story though!
I would just like to give a 1000 thanks to my fellow co-writer and best friend Messiah of authors (or Travis Moon) for always being there every step in the way and for introducing me to the world of Fanfiction! I can't thank you enough for your support man! I'm proud to have you in my life.
So hopefully you guys enjoyed this chapter. I am the Maelstrom, and I will see you on the horizon!
