((Editor's Note: Alright, this is my first story about my OC, Iaizal, (better known as Iz). I'm horrible at writing fan fictions so tell me how I can improve in any way. Thank you!))

(Iz, Perspective)_

The day has begun as she stepped out of bed, fingers combing through her messy bed-hair.

'I have got to stop drinking that cocoa at night, it keeps me awake for too long."

She'd let out a long yawn before heading downstairs, glancing around at the empty kitchen and living room.

'Strange,' She thought, 'Albert should be awake by now.'

She'd take a look at the hanging clock on the wall, 11 o'clock, this was definately strange. She'd put on her black collar-vest, covering it with a black racer-jacket, quickly snatching her mouth-mask from the opposing table and snatching a sword hilt below it, making her way out of the house.

She'd glance around at the nearby trees surrounding their small and quaint house, squinting at every bush she saw.

"Bro, if this is another round of hide and seek, this isn't funny anymore!" She would frantically call out.

She'd continue down into the depths of the trees, the surrounding vines tickling her skin.

Suddenly, she heard a loud scream in the direction of her right. She'd rush over to see her brother, a grown man, running towards her, splattered in blood and tattered clothes. Albert would quickly jump towards his sister, frightened for his dear life.

"Hah, Bro, if this is about your fear of frogs.." She'd jokingly say as her brother replied,

"It's the White Fang!"

"What?!" She'd let out a startled reply,

What were the White Fang doing in such a secluded forest?

"Get back to the house, I'll take care of it.

"I'll grab my weapons and co-"

"Stay there."

"But, sis-"

"GO."

Albert would reluctantly agreed as he sprinted off, heavily damaged and wounded would hinder his strength. Iz quickly unsheathed her blade, placing the Oni Mask securely around her jaw. She'd be ignited alive as she saw the men in white approaching her, quickly begining pouring down a hell-rain of bullets upon her. She'd swiftly bounce off from tree to tree, the bullets scraping her clothes but barely making it to her skin. She continued the pattern until she made it close enough to strike. She swung her blade at them, the blood gushing out of each of the ones she cut down with precision and brutality.

She'd continue her way down to where they left their footprints when chasing her, finding a few tents set up alongside with a large carriage with seemingly their supply of food and water.

She'd smirk as she crept over to their supply, rummaging through her pocket as she pulled out a small mechanism, shaped like a spider. She'd add some power from a vial inside and attach it close to the carriage, whistling as she headed back to her home.

She'd swing open the door to see her brother preparing breakfast, her favourite hashbrowns and eggs.

"Smells divine." She'd compliment him.

"Anything I cook is always divine!" He'd reply.

"Sure.." She'd roll her eyes as she placed her mask and sword at the previous area, removing her jacket and hanging it on the coat rack.

She'd sit down at the table as the two chatted happily away about their clothes (honestly, Iz, get that jacket of yours fixed), the latest weapons and news. The convetsation ended with a loud boom. (Literally) There was an explosion in the distance, however, the house was too far for the both of them to hear it. However, we knew who blew that up.

The day flew by as per usual, eat, sleep, train (not rave), repeat. However the next day..

There was a knock on their door. She'd open the door, a man with white hair in a dark-green suit smiling back at her.

"How can I help you, sir? Do you happen to be lost?" She replied gullibly.

The man would chuckle and shake his head, replying, "Not at all, in fact, I believe the massacre and explosion was your doing."

She'd stand rooted in silence, staring agape at the man.

"..You have no proof."

He'd laugh at the joke, quickly regaining his posture and extending a hand.

"My name is Professor Ozpin. I am quite impressed by your skills. I wish to invite you to join instunary institution, Beacon Academy. Would you agree, Miss..?"

She would hesitate for a moment as her brother appeared beside her. Albert would smile as he patted her shoulder, slowly nodding his head.

"I go by "Iz". And if I'm getting into Beacon, so is my brother."

"I'll send a recon vehicle your way in a few days with a few of my best pupils."

Ozpin would begin to trail off. Glancing over his shoulder a final time as he replied,

"You've got yourself a deal."