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I looked to my brother, holding the wooden sword my dad gave me years ago, and he held his. I was ten, he was eight. My dad was sitting under a tree that had bright orange leaves, watching us. He rushed me, swinging over his head. I knew his trick all too well, and moved my sword to my left side. But the crack of the sword hitting never came.
Instead I saw him moving to stab me in the stomach. I hurriedly move to block, but was quickly shown the error of my ways. He then moved his blade to strike my neck, and it connected. I get knocked back a couple feet by the hit. I look back to my brother, surprised. He had his hand over his mouth. He looked as though I was about to cry. "You got me..." I mutter. I could see tears in his eyes. He thought he had hurt me.
"Dad! He got me!" I shout excitedly. "I saw, good job Matt!" He said standing up. "You, you aren't mad at me?" He asked. "Why would I be mad? You won! I'm happy for you, ya idiot!" I said giving him a playful tap on the head. His smile from that day would be forever etched in my mind.
"Huh? Who's that?" I ask, as I see a man standing there, watching us. I look to my dad, and he turns to look. I look back, and he's gone.
~~~U~~~ One year later
"Yudai, please come to the office." The secretary announces over the intercom, messing my name up yet again. "How many times will it take for her to learn it's Udai, not Yudai, no goddamn y in my name..." I mutter. My best friend had begun cracking up, yet again. "I don't think...she...ever will," He says between breaths. The only reason he found it so funny was because this was at least the fifteenth time.
I mumble to myself as I stand, heading out of the classroom. The hallway was empty, which allowed me to my thoughts.
~~~U~~~ Half a day later
I cast a bored glance out of the window. I set my pencil down, not wanting to write anymore. "Hey Matt, I'm bored, you wanna go to the city?" I asked. The setting sun gave me the idea, we could go get dinner. "I don't know, I have a lot of homework..." He muttered. "You aren't going to do it anyway." I say, a smile appearing on my face. "Not true, I was just trying to build up to it." He said, rolling over on his bed.
"Wonder when we will find out your semblence." I say to my brother. "Hey!" He shouted indignantly. "I bet it's something stupid like closing doors." I tease. "YOU SHUT UP! I wish you would quit lording over me that you got mom's." He said, slamming his face into his pillow. The music that had been playing then stopped. I saw Matt raise his hand as if too touch it, but he was too far away. Yet, the radio clicked, and the music started again.
"Matt?"I asked, and he sat up, bewildered. "I found it...I found it!" He said excitedly. "Telekinesis, eh?" I said, a smile appearing. "Udai! Let's go spar!" He said. "Don't you want to tell Mom first?" I asked, standing up. "Yeah!" He said, hurriedly getting his shoes on. We walked out of his room and down the hall. We found our mother in the kitchen, preparing dinner. "Hey guys, your Dad's about to be home." She said as she cut the fish. She had some rice cooking as well. "Mom! I found my semblence!" Matt practically shouted.
"You did? That's awesome! What can you do?" She asked. Matt then focused on one of the sets of chopsticks Mom had set out, lifting it easily. "Hey, good job, dude!" My Dad said, grabbing Matt in a hug. "Dad!" He said surprised. "Why do you do this!?" Matt said, annoyance filling his voice. "You're getting good at that, I didn't even hear the door that time." Mom said to him. I saw a new scar on my Dad's arm.
"You got hit?" I asked. "Yeah, it looks worse than it is." He said, showing me. The mark had to be a good three inches down his forearm. I knew my Dad would only allow this to happen under certain circumstances. "Who did you save this time?" I asked.
"A little girl, not older than nine years. Her parents tried to help me, but they were of no use. But this time, they all survived at least." My Dad said, sadness in his voice. I knew the story, as did Matt. His second mission, a five year old got hit bad. The family wasn't able to save her. I know he still had nightmares from it. That's why Matt and I sparred so frequently. So we could defend ourselves
And I really hoped I'd never have to deal with that.
~~~U~~~ Half a year later
"Dad? What's going on?" I asked my father, who was preparing along with my Uncle. "Jason, get them out of here, it's not safe," My uncle told my father. "You heard him, get going. You know where to go. Liz will get you guys. I'll see you in a-" He didn't finish his sentence as a large Grimm had found it's way in, knocking him aside. "Dad!" I shout as my uncle had pushed both Matt and I into the escape tunnel. "Go, don't look back." He said, closing the door behind us. The concrete tunnel became eerily quiet.
I began moving as Matt followed behind, tears still fresh on our faces. I was fifteen, he was thirteen. "Udai, is dad going to be alright?" He asked scared. "Yeah, yeah, dad's been through worse." I say, whether I was trying to convince myself or Matt, I didn't know.
We began moving down the tunnel, knowing instinctively where to go. "Udai, I'm scared." Matt said quietly. "Yeah, I know, I am too." I muttered. "I miss Mom..." He said quietly. "Yeah, I do too..." I said. What had spurred this on was Dad coming home, and telling us Mom wouldn't be coming home, and the Grimm felt our sorrow.
We slowly made our way outside, too where our meet up was supposed to be. But the brown haired woman who was supposed to be there to get us, was no where to be seen. "Where's Elizabeth, Udai?" Matt asked, scared. "I'm not sure..." I reply. I turn to face the tunnel, and see the mangled body of our would be rescuer.
I was horrified to see what had happened to our friend. I heard Matt starting to cry again, but I was too drained to cry anymore. Even if it was our friend of so many years who had pretty much helped the entirety of raising us.
~~~U~~~ Five years later- present time
The train was moving, and steadily gaining speed. This only served to make me more cautious. I knew the plan, they had been planning this for weeks. I struggled against the chains holding me to the wall. My weapon, Hope, pressing into my back in it's stored form.
The white fang had wanted to use me to lead the Grimm assault, but I refused. The only reason they had wanted me to lead, was my blood line. My father had been a faunus, my mother a human. I had no extra body parts, such as ears or tails, and truly looked almost completely human. But my eyes gave me away. At least, if you knew what you were looking for. I have the eyes of a cat. I also had fairly good night vision, not as good as other faunus, but better than a humans. They considered me a bridge.
A girl runs in as does Roman. "Hello, kitty cat." He says, moving his hand to his hip. She rushes him, before leaving a flaming apparition behind. This causes an explosion, which knocks him into the air. She leaps into the air, knocking him back to ground. He quickly gets to his feet before he fires at her, causing a stone apparition to appear. She then jumps at him. Roman swings his weapon, but she leaves an apparition and gets to the ground.
She leaves yet another, this time of ice. It catches his weapon, and she hits one final time. He is knocked to ground and she points her blade at his throat. He then said something along the lines of "Same side".
I hear more muttering, and then "What you've done?". Then a girl in white is thrown into the car. "Help!" I shout, struggling against my bindings. A man with a chain saw walked in, and Roman says "What's it going to be, Blake?"
A blast of white energy hits my chains and Blake runs to the fallen girl. The man swings downward, but I manage to get in front of them, with out them actually needing help. My blade catches the chain saw, and I give a kick to his stomach, knocking him back. I then feel the train slam into something and I feel myself ejected into the air. I open my eyes to see we are in a city. The sun caused my eyes to hurt from my stay underground.
And the Grimm found their way in.
And lots of people were panicking.
I quickly get to my feet, my sword transforming into my marksman rifle, a drake emblazoned on the side. My emblem. At least this time I have someone to watch my back. "Get to your feet!" I say to the four girls laying in the wreckage of the train.
We found ourselves on a platform, surrounded by Grimm Each of the four had a distinct weapon, but I found myself drawn to Red's. A weapon type I hadn't seen anyone else use in years. She seemed familiar, but I had no idea why, maybe just because our hair was so similar. Red hair that at times seemed entirely black.
"I'm going to need to borrow some of your semblences." I say, turning my weapons into duel blades. "Borrow?" Red asked. I'd get their names after this. "My semblence allows me to copy other peoples'. I can also imbue them with elemental powers, without dust." I say. "Got it." Blake responds.
I quickly move to Blake, my hand touching her shoulder, causing her to jump from the cold. I moved to a beowolf. It swings down at me, and I use Blake's shadows to move away. Making it to its back, I remove it's head in a skillful strike. I disappear yet again as a taijitu is about to attack, only to be stopped by a girl wearing pink. She wielded a large hammer, which had crushed the skull of the snake.
Red appeared and blocked a beowolf. I touched her shoulder, imbuing myself with her semblence, causing her to also jump, the same as Blake, but I also jumped, the power feeling extremely familiar. Then I dashed, a quick slash to the wolfs leg. Another dash. I cut down the center of the wolf with my other hand. I transform my weapon back into a long sword. I dash back a bit, then into the wolf. I cleave it in half with a single strike.
'I rather like this semblence.' I think to myself as I prepare to fight a death stalker. White soon finds herself next to me. "Watch my ass." I say, before getting ready to attack. She looks rather shocked, obviously not expecting vulgarity. But she soon nods. I notice bots killing off many of the Grimm who invaded, but none converged on the death stalker. But the rest of Blake's team found themselves ready to fight.
"Ready?" I ask, taking point. I hear several yeahs and yes's. "Let's rock." I say, before jetting toward the creature, stowing my sword on my back. "Blake!" I say as I cup my hands. Her feet land in it and I launch her into the air. I dodge just as a stinger lands where I was less than a second ago. As I dodged I left an explosion, stunning the creature. I pull out my sword, slicing off a pincer. Blake manages to remove the stinger and Red removed the other pincer. White placed down some sort of glyph, which yellow used to jet toward the death stalker.
With a quick punch, she ended the creature. My gray scarf was fluttering in the wind. I fold up hope, and fall to the ground, exhausted. "So who are you, mystery man." Red says, walking toward me. "Udai." I say, looking up. I see Blake also walk near, her eyes on mine. "You're a faunus..." She said. I quickly stand, my hand landing on my weapon.
"Whoah, whoah!" Yellow said, her hands up. "We won't hurt you." My glare lands on Yellows eyes, and I saw no lie behind them. I release my weapon. "You're half right. I'm part faunus. I'm also part human." I say, still cautious of these people. "Take it easy, we're all friends here." Red said.
"Are we? I only know her name." I reply, pointing towards black. I see a slight movement in her bow. "I'm Ruby, she's Yang, and this is Weiss. We won't hurt you, we actually have a faunus friend, trust us." She says, not outing any of the people here, but I see Blake's eyes dart towards Ruby. "That's what he meant... In case you are curious, I am a cat faunus. I am willing to bet the person you are speaking of is also cat." I say, feeling a little better about this whole thing.
"Yes..." "Hello there, who are you? Why were you on that train?" Someone says, walking toward us. "Oh, hello professor Ozpin." Yang said. "I was kidnapped by the white fang due to my seemingly impossible heritage..."I say. "So I've heard, and how do you know you are part human?" He asked.
"Because I never had the night-vision capabilities of neither my dad nor my brother. I have no extra body parts either. But my night-vision is better than any human." I say, causing the team I was fighting with to take a step back.
"I see, what about your... interesting... semblence." He asked. "Also a mix of my parents. I can copy semblences and infuse them with dust without any dust." I say, not hinting at my weakness in case I'd have to fight my way out. A single hit, and I would be in danger of severe injury.
"What school are you with?" "Eh?" "Huntsmen academies?" "I don't know what you are talking about." I reply with annoyance. "You are too well trained to not be apart of one." "I grew up in the wilderness, it was necessity to survive." I reply.
"Hmm, well, this is rather interesting. Do you have any family left?" "No, all dead..." I say, no sadness to my voice. "You don't seem particularly bothered by this." He said. "Why would I be, people die, I realize this. Might have been different if I thought about it how I do now though..." I reply.
"I see. How would you like to join a school to teach how to protect others?" He said, smiling. His question rang through my head. "To... protect others?" I say, confusion dripping from my voice.
"Why are you confused?" Ruby asked. "Because I grew up somewhere you didn't protect others... this was looked down upon because that would only get you killed." I say.
"I see, well, the offer is there, do you want to accept?" "Sir, aren't all the teams full?" Ruby asked. "I'll accept it." I say, realizing this might be the only chance I get to avenge my brothers death. "Welcome to beacon, and welcome to team RWBY.
"Um, professor, that puts us at five members." Yang said. "Well, there is no rule AGAINST it, only the way we select teams makes it like that, but the selection doesn't count on someone being enrolled after the first day. And you all get a day off, I'm sure you're exhausted." Ozpin says, leaving. My blue and yellow eyes scan the people who were now my teammates.
"So, I'm in your team now..." I say, bewildered. "What the hell did I miss?" I ask, jokingly, sitting back down. "Well, I suppose we should show to the dorm, although I don't where you will sleep, we kinda have a lack of bed space." Ruby said. "I doubt it'll matter, do you know how long it's been since I even had a roof over my head." I say, my memories filling my head, and how I said it made it clear to them, a long time.
A jet landed near us and I heard something about special pick up for team RWBY. I stand and we make our way to the vehicle. We all find a seat inside and the door close before it lifts off. "I've never been in "one of these before..." I say, looking out the window. "It's a bullhead, we use them all the time. You are taking the height a lot better than expected." Blake said.
"Cat remember. You should be able to relate." I reply. "Right... Anyway, your semblence is pretty interesting," She continued. "It goes a little further than copying. The more I use someone's, the more I become attuned to it. Meaning I can hold a semblence longer, even long enough to use two at once. My mom was able to use my dad's elemental permanently. The longest I've held one was about two weeks." I tell them.
"You seem unstoppable. You could adapt to anyone out there." Yang said, seemingly intrigued. "I am hardly unstoppable, I have to physically touch someone to use theirs, and my aura has taken a hit because of this ability. I can barely block attacks, which can lead to someone easily getting the best of me." I tell them.
"Got it, so we need to make sure to protect you." Ruby said. "Is anyone else weirded out by how his hair is the same as Ruby's?" Weiss asks as we land, and a the door opens. "Nah, I'm still wondering about his semblence," Yang replies. We get out and it's a short walk to the supposed dormitory. "Oh yeah, Blake, thanks for breaking my chains." I say as we walked. "Huh? I didn't break them. I thought you did." She replied. "What? But... oh fuck it. It doesn't matter."
"You have quite the... vocabulary... Udai." Weiss said, as we entered the building. I just shrugged as we made our way up the stairs. "So, your weapon is pretty cool, how did you get four different forms?" Ruby asked.
"It was rather difficult, honestly. It took years, and lots of precise measurements. Then a while to get trained to use it proficiently. But hell, I can now switch between weapons, stringing each one into a single combo." I say, bragging a bit. We soon make it back to the room, which as they noted before, had one fewer beds than people.
Without much thought, I pull out a sleeping bag, and put it somewhere out of the way. "Well, that was unexpected, I was going to say I could share a bed with Ruby, but eh." Yang said. I shrug as I sit down to clean my weapon, the blood still evident on it.
I quickly get it cleaned, Ruby entranced by me switching from the three different styles. "Funny, you haven't seen the dual hand forms of it. I think you'll be somewhat amused." I say, standing up. I grasp the handle protruding from the grey and magenta box and with a flick of my wrist, a scythe appears. Ruby looks shocked. "You have a scythe too?" Weiss asks. "Yeah, it can switch between scythe," I activate a button, turning it into a battleaxe. "And a battleaxe." I say proudly, before re-sheathing it.
"My favorite form is definitely the duel swords, however." "That's so COOL!" Ruby says, her sentence transforming into a shout. "Was the shouting necessary?" I ask, laying down on my sleeping bag. "Probably not, but your weapon is amazing!" She said. I manage to remove the jeans, exposing the white shorts that were beneath. A dog manages to crawl out from underneath one of the beds.
"Eh, who's this?" I ask as he nears me. I stick out my hand and he sniffs it, before licking it. "That's Zwei, he's a pretty good dog." Weiss said as I pet him. "I used to have a dog..." I say as he heads to Ruby.
Within minutes, after proving to myself I was finally safe, I fell into a deep sleep. And just as soon as I fell asleep, I was awoken. I felt more rested than I ever had however. I then hear a footstep. I quickly roll to my feet, my hand grasping the grip of my weapon. "Whoah!" I hear Blake exclaim as my blade extends, pointed at her. I soon realize where I was. I sheathe my weapons before muttering a quiet "Sorry."
"You really were out there for a long time weren't you...?" Ruby asked. "Years. Most of that time alone..." I reply, grabbing my scarf from the dresser. "Here." Yang said, tossing me some clothes. "This school has a dress code." She said. "What ever... I'm not removing my scarf." I say, removing my shirt and shorts. I could see their faces turn grim seeing what lied underneath. The many scars I had were obviously uglier than I thought.
"What? Never seen a scar before?" I ask, sliding the shirt on before sliding the pants over my boxer shorts. All four girls blushed at the sight of the underwear. "Never to that extent... what happened?" Ruby asked, emitting a slightly embarrassed laugh. I saw Weiss give her a look of "Don't be rude."
"I got fucked up, not much more to it." I say, not hinting at what had happened. "By what?" Yang asked. "Doesn't matter, th- it doesn't bother me anymore." I say, barely catching myself. "I see... well don't worry, we won't let it happen again!" Yang said, catching my neck in the crook of her arm. Mistake number one.
I flipped her onto her back, before turning my weapon into my rifle, and she was looking down the barrel of it. Her hands instantly shot up. "Lesson learned, don't touch you." She said. I put my weapon away for the second time in five minutes. "What's our first class?" I ask as if the encounter never happened.
"Sparring." Ruby said. I smirk.