Hey fellow readers, MrBlazianz here to present you my first fanfiction based off the series RWBY. Please read, review, comment, suggest ideals, eat a banana and I hope y'all enjoy it
Exclaimer: I do not own RWBY, all rights belong to Rooster Teeth and Monty Oum.
Chapter 1: Welcome to Beacon
Rain, that's what it took just to make people stay inside. Usually rain wasn't a big deal for the citizens of the city of Vale; however it was raining heavy causing people to take shelter. The city of Vale was quiet, no one in sight. They were either at home or at a coffee shop waiting for the rain to stop, there was even some waiting in their vehicles waiting. It was easy to tell, no one like the rain here. Except for one, deep within the Emerald Forest a young man standing in an open field gaze up at the sky. He was wearing a black cloak around his neck, many buttons shown to hold the cloak together. He had his cloak hiding his right arm letting the other in the open; however he was wearing armor on his left arm. His shoulder plate was large had engravings of skulls on it, his gauntlets however look like claws. He had boot armor that reached up to his knees; he wore black pants and belt. He wore a black shirt with a two brown belts going across each side of his torso, each belt having holdings stitch to it having some cylinder filled with dust in them. He also wore a regular eye patch on his right eye, as the rain continues to fall growls are heard from bushes nearby. The young man opens his left eye revealing his pupils to be light brown; he slowly turns his head towards noises with one brow raised. The noises grew louder and louder as a pack of beowolves crept out from the bushes, the young was about to turn to face them until he heard more growls however more aggressive and deep from the other side. He turns his head the other way to see three major ursas moving out of the forest and slowly towards him
"Great, the storm came before the calm moment." The young man muttered to himself.
The young man moved his cloak back a bit to reveal a giant sword in a sheath that hanged on his waist. Taking out the sword slowly, one of the three major ursa jumps to attack. The young man ducks and spins quickly hitting and slicing the major ursa in half with his sword sending it far bashing into a tree, now his sword shown, anyone can tell that is unique. It was large and single edged, the blade was long even going past the handle that it needed a metal piece to hold it at the peen block. Two parts carried the sword, a large metal guard that hold a large proportion of the blade and there was the grip that was wrapped with a white cloth. However the blade had scratches and pieces chipped obvious meaning that the sword was used too much. The remaining two ursas roar at the young man and charged at him as the pack of beowolves jump to attack. The young man rested his sword on his right shoulder, as the Grimm got really close to him ready to devour his flesh he swing and spin his sword behind him hitting all of the beowolves killing them instantly. Their bodies in the air most cut in half others decapitated, he continues to spin and swing his sword diagonally at the ursas hitting them both. One cut in half while the other decapitated. The young man puts his sword back into its sheath and walks away; he looks back at the mess created and sighs as he starts to walk again. An hour passes as he ends up at the city of Vale, it still continues to rain heavy as the young man walk towards a park. He found himself a bench and sits on it leaning forward resting his arms on his legs, he stares at the ground as he was in a deep thought never noticing the two figures standing next to him. Moments passes as one figure finally speaks while reading something from a folder as the other holding an umbrella covering them from the rain.
"Markus Brooks, you'll catch a cold if stay out here too long." The figure said.
The young man now known as Markus Brooks moved his head quickly to see who is speaking to him; his eyes widen as he know who it is.
"Professor Ozpin, Miss Goodwitch, what are you doing here?" Markus asked.
"Recruiting, Mr. Brooks." Ozpin replied.
"For what?" Markus asked standing up facing them.
"Students for my school at Beacon, and I want you to be one of them."
"No."
Ozpin look at Markus with a curious and concern look.
"I said no before and I will say no now."
"You can't keep fighting by yourself Markus, what happens if one day you'll get injured and you are all alone." Goodwitch asked.
"I've been alone since Signal, I think I can handle being on my own besides I hate working with people."
Markus was about to walk away, Ozpin didn't hesitate to speak quick
"You are not like your master." Ozpin said.
Markus gives Ozpin an angry look him.
"What do you know? You know nothing about me or him!" Markus yelled.
"I know that your master is one of the most powerful hunters in Vytal, I know that he can wipe out an army by himself, I know he is bravest and kindest warrior I ever known, I know that he left you to be alone when you first enter Signal, I know you had troubles trying to fit in with the school, i know you rank highest in the combat exams, I know that you pass Signal at the age of 15, I know that you've become stronger ever since, I know that you disappeared for two years looking for your master and that I've looking for you, I know you need help.
Markus shock at Ozpin words, look down with a frown.
"Listen Markus, you may be strong but you can't fight alone. You may hate being with a team but that'll make you better; there will be a dust plane at the airport leaving to Beacon in the morning. Please think about it and hopefully you'll make the right decision."
With that Professor Ozpin and Goodwitch left leaving Markus to think. The next day, Markus was on the dust plane leaving to Beacon. He sat by a window looking at the emerald forest as the dust plane flew by it.
"I can't believe I'm actually on this plane, damn you Markus." He mentally curse himself
"How the hell did I lose to an argument to myself for going to Beacon, I'm going to have to fix this issue." He thought
Yawning he decides to check who else was on the dust plane, looking around he sees nothing special about these in training hunters and huntress. However three people did catch his eye, one buxom blonde hugging the crap out of a smaller little girl in red that looks to be 10 years old.
"She looks way too young to be here, the hell is Ozpin thinking." Markus thought.
The third person was another blonde sitting down with a brown paper bag in his hands looking like he was going to become a fire hose spewing vomit.
"Ohhh the shit I'm going to see at this school." Markus thought while rubbing his eyes.
Just then the news that was talking about the white fang close and a hologram of Goodwitch appeared
"Hello, and welcome to Beacon."
Markus sigh and looks out the window again as Goodwitch continues to talk. Questions came into mind as they nearly reach Beacon.
"Mmm was it a bad idea coming here; I hope the people here aren't as bad as Signal. I wonder if I can make any friends here." Markus thought to himself as he saw the buxom blonde gave red another bear hug.
"Maybe Ozpin and Goodwitch are right, maybe I can't do this alone. Maybe I made the right decision for once."
"HUUUURGGEHH"
"Ah ew yang gross, you have puke on your shoe!"
"Gross gross gross gross!"
"Get it away from me!"
Markus facepalm
"Welcome to Beacon... My ass."
End of chapter one