well here it is my rewrite, i'll be honest i was almost going to just leave it and not post anything until i had at least 5 chapters down...i currently only have 3...this is quite the start.

other than that i dont own RWBY

and yeah lets get on with the reading shall we?

Chapter 1 prologue

I stared blankly towards my dimly lit ipad, my thoughts slowly turned to a couple light flashbacks of when Jaune Arc, team leader to one team JNPR, somewhat main character to the show RWBY, went day by day trying as hard as he could to prove himself to his friends and himself from the initiation, the confrontation with Cardin and the ursa major, his slight involvement in the volume 2 when first episode dropped with the food fight to his more or less badassness that was him taking down an ursa by himself.

Now I'm only focusing on volume 1 and 2 because if I went any further I'd be giving a review on how Jaune has grown as a character and then how it simply fell as soon as both volumes 4 and 5 dropped and personally I'd rather not think about them thank you very much.

But as my thoughts continued to bring up more and more about Jaune's character growth I couldn't help but turn towards his partner Pyrrha Nikos, the perfect 10 out of 10 cereal girl of any young mans dreams, presented as the what a well trained huntress was supposed to be. strong fearless and overall perfect grades, something I have a feeling Qrow Branwen would outright laugh considering the pretense of perfect image doesn't mean perfect sound of mind.

Now the reason why I'd say this is because if you think about you don't need perfect grades, be fearless or strong, you just need to know how to fight end of story.

But again the reason why people have a tendency to flock towards the death of Pyrrha and stating that her death was never meant to be, well let me tell you something, the writers planned it and her personality built like that so in the long run none of the viewers would feel a real emotional attachment to her.

But like always the internet has an interesting tendency to surprise you.

So now we have a bunch of whiny brats and loud troll like teens telling us the death of Pyrrha was wrong and it should have never happened and seemingly blame the reason of her dying on Jaune not being man enough or being too damn dense to do something, and that something could have prevented her death.

Yeah right and here I am rolling my eyes thinking if you don't like it how about you don't watch it or better yet if your creative enough change it via fanfiction, yeah that will be nice, just stop cinder from killing Pyrrha or have a hero suddenly jump in and just save the day and everyone lives forever after.

And that's a basic summary of how a novice author would write it.

Now I'm not inclined to be a critic, but hey I know from personal experience how to write things and I'm not novice, but that doesn't mean I'm particularly a professional either and I'm not prideful to admit half of the shit I post on is very….well structured is the best term of calling but from a basic POV its pretty shit if you think about it.

And I don't mind that, really I don't I in fact enjoy writing and posting fanfic's just to make someones day a good one or help them feel like its bearable and every time I see that review counter go up I feel a sense of pride well up in me as I hope that this will be a good review and by good review I mean I want to here how this person felt, what was their favourite parts and finally I just want to know if this made their day.

Some them are good some of them are just reminding me constantly of the fact I use little to no proper spelling or grammar in certain areas, but they always say one thing

And one thing only

'This story is good, keep it up'

As small as review is, it continues to fill me with pride no matter how small how it feels it felt like it was better than nothing

So that's why I continue to write

But back to the matter hand

I sighed leaning back against my bed and stared blankly at my white painted ceiling feeling slightly more engrossed with my thoughts, which happens more often then I would like to happen, but when ever that happens my imagination likes to act up so to say and pull me into certain situations as I fill them up with either my swearing or general realism that people call pessimistic views.

Either way it didn't exactly matter to me

Especially if my mind was on a certain subject I have a tendency to drone on and complain therefore making things redundant and uninteresting, well I'm sorry if I'm being honest.

Where was I?

Oh yeah in bed

Shaking my head of the crazy thoughts I looked back to my dimly lit iPad and decided tonight was a enough for me, I needed my sleep even its like 7 or 6 hours, yeah I have tendency to wake about 7 or 8 in the morning stay up to either 12 or 1 in the morning, either is bad but I've been trying to fall asleep at 10 or 11, its pretty hard but hey what can you do?

Slipping my iPad down and rummaging through my slightly trash covered floor I pulled out my charging cord and plugged it, seeing the green bar that was bellow the half way point light I smiled before shutting the screen off laying back into my bed as I pulled the covers of my blanket over my form, allowing the acceptance of sleep to wash over me.

Linebreak

"Uuuuuuuurgh" I muttered in annoyance as I felt my head was on fire, what the hell I drink last night?

I'm pretty sure I have drunken anything, if I was being honest but the joke was as always and easy one to make even if your heads felt like a jackhammer, your body feels like its going through a seasonal change with it both being hot and cold and never deciding which it wanted to be and not to be. (again another easy joke, I'm on a roll)

Slowly moving my hand or what felt like was a flow of a movement I tried to rub the sleep that probably accumulated through my eyes, but felt like a lite tap against my face.

Geez whats going on here? Seriously I'm not this fucking useless in the morning, even if my mother and nana say on the otherwise I'm not lazy enough not to get up, but its more like I'm not active enough to stay up.

Yeah not getting into that

But now focusing on my predicament I tried to move my body but found myself more like flopping around like fish on dry land

The hell is going on here?

"uh doctor it appears the patients son has finally woken up" I heard a nice voice pop up while my confusion kinda turned into realization

Hold on that cant be right I'm not…oh god I am, aren't I? no that couldn't be right, right?

"oh look little tyke hmph hes already wiggling not a lot of newborns are that active at this time, but oh well nurse lets bring the boy to his mother" another voice said as I felt something pull me up and wrap me in something, oh am I right

Feeling the sudden warmth wrapped around me I silently deduced that I was officially reborn.

Well at least I was asleep for the birthing part, but by god this is going to be annoying, just think about it seriously for a minute. Its going to take me about 5 years before I can officially state that I will master the art of walking, running and speech, I am personally not a patient person so I am going to be a very irritable baby until I hit my 5th year.

Hope to god who ever the hell is my mother, that she will be very patient with me now that think about it what about my mum in the first place?

And here comes the depression now just rolling in as my thoughts turned from the annoyance of learning to the depressing thoughts of being away from everyone I loved and knew, I was even going to miss my damn cat…fuck I love that cat.

"here go ma'am your new health baby boy" a voice popped up quickly deducing it as the nurses before I felt a different pair of hands grab and pull me in before my eyes finally opened up, geez that took a while. Ok now who's my mum?

Looking up I found myself staring at woman with bright blue eyes, similar to my own mothers but hers was dulls, this womans eyes were glowing other than that she looked like she was on the spectrum of 10 and I mean 10 out of 10, it almost made me wonder if this woman was really mother that and what was her sizes.

What? I'm 19 year old with a perfectly healthy curiosity, that was placed into the body of new born baby…..ok I can see why people would recoil now.

Oh well what else did woman have, oh yeah nice long straight brown hair with bright hot pink highlights, either my new mother it raver(someone who goes and parties at nights and attends raves) or shes a punk rocker(no explanation needed, kinda self explanatory)

"hello son, I have a feeling life is going to be very interesting with you around" she said before bobbing her head down as I saw a pair of brown animal ears on top

Now a million thoughts suddenly busted through my head and it just lead up to one single loud thought.

MY MOTHER IS A FUCKING FURRY!

5 years later

Ok turns out my mother is not a furry, much to ever lasting relief that doesn't mean she likes to wear animal ears, sigh turns out they're real as ever and it also points out that I'm no longer on earth, great just what I needed another place for me to just plop on into, geez I like self inserting myself but when your finally here you kinda realize at this point what I've done so far is neither funny or in general a good idea on any proportion.

Basically what I'm talking about is what is called the butterfly affect, and it is essentially a way of saying if mess with something you fuck everything up, from the story to the world.

One of the reasons why when I found out I silently and mentally raged to myself for myself who did this to myself….does this by chance count as a meta joke? Feels like it does.

But not like I couldn't make something out of nothing I mean if this is RWBY maybe I could make a badass weapon or some shit, I don't really know the thoughts of what I could do and what I want to do and the thoughts of changes I could make started to pile up, one time I will have an amazing idea about drinking Oblecks coffee and then turns to wondering about how much shit I could do to winter and then all in all everything is over ridden and I am forever annoyed with this shit.

Moving onto a different subject, I've deduced that I am…..somewhere in Anima, is that the name? I don't know fuck for all I know I'm in butt fuck nowhere and still near vale, you know cause where else would a budding OC character ever grow up, soon my village will be attacked by grimm and then by bandits, my mother dies and I will forever be left with a stupid scar and an edgy personality.

Everything you'd ever want in a budding harem protagonist.

Yeah no thank you, jokes aside though I am pretty sure I'm Anima considering I've been seeing outside my window plenty of humans and faunas walking around outside

"Hamish come down from there" I heard my lovely 10 out of 10 mother call

Whoops sorry be right back

"sorry mum" I replied climbing down from my little porch before turning and making my way back over to my lovely little sitting area that was full of toys and other stuff.

What I'm 5? I get bored from time to time even if I'm like 23? or something, this was meant to keep me busy until I'm old enough to start doing shit, you know like train and crap.

I'm not going to go child soldier and start training as soon as I can, thats both stupid and unethical considering I'm counted as a kid seeing me do laps to train is both bullshit and stupid.

So until I'm like 10 or 12 I'm staying as I am, a kid with asperger's and dyslexia.

Will take a while for my mom to figure it out, but when she does I have a feeling she wont mind as much

And now that I mention it, I guess I should bring upon the concept of parent or shall I say legal guardians?

Uh seriously its confusing enough as it is, apparently the mention of my father of the man who gave the seed is a no no in my house hold, last time someone mentioned my dad they were instantly shut up via glare from my mum who is pretty alright, I guess.

Shes been here for me around about all of my life which isn't surprising considering shes a single parent, but that does make me question who is the bread winner, cause my mum takes me out for shopping in the nearby market and buys quite a bit of food and she does nothing but take care of me, it was kinda weird but then again she could be living off an inheritance or something, I'll dig a bit more when I'm older but for now the question will still stand unanswered.

But other than that life is perfectly alright, nothing bad to report or otherwise.

Oh wait forgot uh my name is um still Hamish

Apparently mum doesn't believe in the colour naming thing

7 years later

Ok its been a while since I've thought of this, but well damn hehehe where should I start well things have officially changed for example back then I was home schooled by mother until I was about 8 years old and we moved, apparently we did live in Anima so that's alright. We took about a month or so to move across towards vale, yeah canon worthy shit in coming.

But nah I was enrolled into a public school and found myself both relieved and confused, relieved because when I got there no body neither knew me or didn't give and flying shit that I was faunas and confused because no one gave a shit about me being a faunas.

I thought people were racist to faunas? Truly I did but this school threw off the loop, I expected to be hazed, ridiculed, bullied. Instead I found a bunch of nice kids that acted like kids, the teachers didn't give me shit about my grades which were pretty up there, thanks to me older mentality of course and pretty much I was what you would call an alright kid, no fights, no detentions, no shit given to anyone.

Basically I was an angel among angels

Which was really weird since I was never that good in school, like ever.

Anyway 5 years later um well I enrolled into signal academy, why?

Well there was plenty of reasons, mainly it was free for me since my mum was under the something something act of single parent bullshit that I wasn't bothered to remember or care considering I was going to signal and that's it.

Another reason was for obvious reasons, I wanted to become a hunter and get out of this damn city, I mean I like vale and all but unlike my last school it did have racists, they were around they just didn't appear around schools…that doesn't sound suggestive at all(#sarcasm)

I mean really they pretty verbal as well to point out I had a pair of ears on my head, really I didn't notice wow I may need glasses(#sarcasm)

Oh yeah I guess I forgot to mention about my faunas heritage, well I'm a wolf faunas….oh god I can here you all groan from here, ok ok ok fine fine fine I'm not a wolf faunas I'm a fox faunas…wow more groans thats awfully nice of you guys.

Well forgetting about you pricks that groaned, you may also be inclined into wondering why did I not take the time to well write out some stories from either marvel, DC or any anime that I found interesting and tried to make a profit with it on remnant?

I mean it would be a very smart move if the problem didn't rely on two things, I don't remember everything that happened any of the franchises and two I think I've stated this before but I'm not a professional writer so don't go expecting me to write of near perfect novelization of either those franchises.

So all in all its still up for debate whether I should publish or not, but I'm leaning towards the not unless something happens and I need the money, which is currently not needed and I still have no idea where my mum gets the damn money to do everything.

Honestly at this point I'm leaning towards being a government assassin or secret agent, either is fine and I really don't care as long as mum is happy.

Now brings up the next subject my father, I finally learned that his name was clay, clay broad-iron one of the political councilmen of vales council, he has a wife and three lovely children that are my half siblings.

Oh god I'm literally a bastard to a politician with more pull than barney from 'how I met your mother' but man on man think of the scandal this could cause, famous politician has a secret child?, by god the council would be deep in the media shit hole.

But thankfully for me and him, yeah unfortunately him, mum hasn't said a thing to anyone about this and who ever knew probably was never going to say, not when mums got that glare of hers, still though that makes me question, how did this affair start? Or was it an affair in the first place?

I don't know but I think I'll find out later in life

That is if mums feeling obliged to give me the answers I ever so seek.

So until then I'm just going to do my best and try not fuck everything up in process, I mean becoming a huntsman couldn't be that hard, can it?

3 years later

"ooooooooow" I let out a loud moan of pain as I felt my everything just plainly ache into place, does anybody remember stating out loud to the populace that being a huntsman isnt that hard?

Cause if they do tell them I was wrong, so very wrong, being a hunter is bullshit and by bullshit the process to be awesome is bullshit.

I'm fucking 15 turning 16 in a couple months and the training has both been hard and bullshit, hard because its training its supposed to be hard 25 push ups, star jumps, pull ups, sit ups and a 10Km run, that was the 1st year.

I thought I joined school that trained huntsmen not a god damn boot camp, but then again I could understand why they would be hard on me this early on, they want to get rid of those kids that are only doing this because being a huntsman would be fun and thought it would be an easy process, hell two weeks in the class of 30 kids I was in shortened to 16 then we had to join to classes to form another 1 class.

It was kinda interesting to hear from the older years that the first was counted as a sort of test again it was to weed out the fakers from the hard workers, completely understandable cause legit half the kids that walked in acted like they were the shit, bet you half of them were told by their parents they could do anything and reluctantly agreed they'd send their own child to signal knowing fully well they were going to come crying back to mommy and daddy.

Now I'm not mocking those kids, I just at the time didn't think they had the correct mindset to really understand becoming a huntsman is not easy, I just didn't expect it to be such a shell shock to the system, but then again after the first year when the doubled the training regime I can see why they would need us to be training that much from the start, which begs me to wonder if I trained earlier maybe I wouldn't in the position that I was in now.

I mean this is my 3rd year and the school finally introduced combat training as well as doubling the PT (personal training) regime and before you ask yes there was normal classes, something that I was more or less accustomed to as much as I somewhat disliked it I at least got to learn more about this lovely planet I was living on, for example the grimm.

What they stood for and why we huntsmen 'hunt' them and it wasn't the bullshit of romanticized crap stories our parents tell us when we kids, no they were serious still didn't help that some people liked to think its still somewhat Romantic for someone to come to a village under attack and essentially save it because they can, really if they had any common sense I think the real reason why any huntsman or huntress would save the town was to stop a horde of grimm from moving from that village onto the next.

And being paid, but hey might as well snuff out the problem before it become and forest fire of cluster fuck proportions.

Anyway this leads onto what I was saying now combat class and 3 months into it I'm doing….ok?

"oh come on Hamish I told you I was going easy on you" I heard slightly teasing voice as I tilted my head down and frowned at the person before throwing up my left hand and giving them the bird

"screw off" I muttered before letting both my head and hand fall to the ground

"hmph I would love to but then I'd miss my favourite punching bag of a boyfriend" the teasing voice said while I groaned in annoyance

"for fucks sake Yang for the last damn time, we're not dating" I moaned out as I knew this wasn't going to be the last time I'm going to be saying this

Oh yeah forget to mention the one who kicked my ass to the curb is one Yang Xiao Long, badass blonde and punny girl(yes I just replaced F with a P for the sake of a pun, fuck off) and most importantly my 'bully'

Now I say 'bully' I mean this girl from day one of meeting me has decided to continuously tease the living shit out of me, why? I don't know and frankly at this point in time I couldn't give any more or less of a fuck about it.

"yeah yeah yeah, come on get up lets do this again but this time focus your eyes on my fists not my boobs" Yang said grabbing and pulling me up

"im not even looking at your boobs" I stated stepping back and rolling my shoulders as the girl in front of me smirked, her hair tied into a pony tail while sweet glazed her body and drenched her tight tight sports bra and short short-

*SLAP!*

"ow ok fine fine fine, I'm back" I said as I shook my head and stared at the smirking lilac eyed girl

"told you to stop staring" she said pulling up her MMA glove covered hands

"i only stared when you started mentioning staring at your boobs" I replied cracking my neck and pulling up my own MMA glove covered hands

"oh ho ho ho so you were staring, I'm flattered" Yang said with her teasing smirk while I narrowed my eyed at her

"shut up" I muttered as I threw the first punch, watching as it was blocked by Yang's wrist and quickly back away from her own jab as we went back into it

Yep 3 hours of PT, 2 hours of actual class and finally 1 hour of combat training and since combat training doesn't revolve around people just punching people it also revolves around people taking up different sorts of weapons, from swords to guns and anything else signal offered and currently I chose hand to hand, because I wanted a base to work off of before jumping into weapon training.

I was thinking of either pistols or rifles first and go from there.

"take this!" Yang roared throwing a high kick towards my head while I quickly ducked and threw a quick leg sweep to her grounded foot and sent her to the ground on her back

"haha take that Xiao Long!" I said with a large grin as I started to hop on one foot each watching as the girl that has kicked my ass so many times finally get kicked down yours truly, sigh this is a good wonder if mom's cooking cheeseburgers or not tonight.

"ha ha ha, you finally got me on the ground, now try and do that a couple more times and maybe you'll actually beat my score" Yang said sitting up before I gladly held my hand out and helped her up

"hey one victory is better than none" I stated pulling her up as she rolled her eyes and smirked at me

"yeah well-" Yang suddenly threw a quick upper cut to my abdomen and threw me onto the ground in pain

"-try again and who knows you might get on top of the action" Yang said as I knew this girl was smirking, I didn't need to open my eyes to see that.

"Cheap shot" I groaned out grabbing my stomach in pain

"yeah well think about this though as soon as this years done we get our aura unlocked and do you know what that means?" Yang asked her voice painfully giddy at the prospect of having her aura unlocked

"means you kick my ass twice as much as you want now" I half guessed as I rolled myself onto my hands and knees to slowly push myself back onto my feet

"yes, but that means when semblances come in who knows what people will get, hell I have a feeling our little get together's will turn into something more ahem steamy" she said as her voice was highly suggestive

"you've been reading ninjas of love again haven't you?" I stated more than asked giving Yang a blank look as the blonde's teasing smile never left her face

"maybe I have, maybe I haven't who knows" she said being as cryptic as a wheres wally book.

"i could just ask your sister" I said blankly watching in hidden amusement as yangs teasing smile dropped and formed one of gaping horror

"you wouldn't dare" she said her voice just barely a whisper as I couldn't help but grin widely as I gave my answer/reply

"is that a challenge?"

2 years later

In the middle of vale 2 weeks before beacons initiation

"ok Yang the fuck am I here for again?" I asked as I felt like I've asked this before but I'd like a bit more clarification before I go anywhere

"well I need back up-"

"really? And here I thought we were on a date" I sarcastically jabbed

"well it could be a date, you never know where the night might take us" Yang said with her large teasing grin on her face, something I had grown accustomed to over the ages of being near her.

"get on with it Yang" I stated with my eyes narrowed getting a lite giggle from the girl in question

"ok ok ok look I just need you to keep on my back, not my ass, my back got it?" Yang said her grin wide as ever

"one of these days Yang I'm going to question why I ever decided to be a huntsman in the first place" I said pulling my hand up and rubbing my temples as I was wondering why I was still here trying to become a huntsman

Oh yeah volume 4 and 5.

"good, now lets go then" Yang said as she dismounted her bike and left me to give and eye roll as she obviously moved her hips side to side

Try as I might I knew I couldn't just leave her to deal with this on her own, even if it is the yellow trailer and she can handle it she trusts me to have her back and goddamn it do I have it, not literally of course she maybe a tease but I'm still not touching it, no matter how much I was tempted to.

"argh great now I'm thinking about it, tsh lets get this over and done with" I muttered lowly while I got off my own bike slipping off my helmet and rummaging through my jacket as I pulled out my black framed and tinted sunglasses.

Yeah I know sunglasses at night so stupid, well sorry to be the bringer of doubts but I need to wear these, for medical reasons.

"hurry it up foxy!" I heard Yang yell me over as she was already standing on the stair case leading into the club

"yeah yeah yeah thought we were past that stupid nickname!?" I yell back walking across the deserted street while I fiddled with my black fingerless gloves.

"some things never change and they never will foxy come on!" Yang said walking up towards the entrance opening the door while I quickly caught up to her with a jog.

The both of us walked side by side into the club, I could just hear the thumbing of the music vibrate through the walls and I knew fully well this was going to give me a major ear ache if I didn't plug my fox ears

"im plugging my ears, so don't be surprised if I cant hear you" I stated to Yang as I pulled out my mp4 and specially designed blue headphones, that not only fit over my human ears but also blocked out the noise through my fox ears, yeah don't ask how mom said it just works and I shouldn't ask how, even if I was a tad curious, still a lovely Christmas gift though.

Hooking up my headphones via Greentooth(remnants version of Bluetooth) I quickly searched through my playlist found exactly what I was looking for, tujamo boom.

As the electric house music filled my ears I was instantly felt relief entire my ear canals as the music didn't have too much bass, but it was still loud enough for me to not hear the clubs own crappy music,

"sigh mutter better" I muttered as I looked over to Yang to she her giving me her usual teasing smirk

Rolling my eyes I just visually replied with flipping her off.

Its been nearly a month since we both graduated from signal with Yang and being just scoring above average on our exams and applied for beacon, a week later I got a call from Yang saying she got in while I told so did I.

Th both of us decided we needed to celebrate and by we I mean Yang dragged my ass out of room and threw me on the back of her bike, drove to a nearby club and proceeded to drink and dance the night away and I will admit that I did enjoy that night. Until I fell asleep and woke up top of a building shirtless and with a killer hangover.

Getting down wasn't a problem but the hangover made it a fucking whore to get down, but hey that was in the past and I'm a little focused on the now and considering my eyes landed on a certain club owner and gang leader.

As me and Yang stride through the dancing crowd my eyes darted from side to side slowly counted the henchmen that stood around, 20 maybe 25 I cant exactly focus since all of these people were dancing around me.

Shaking my head of the frustration I'll just give and say there's more than a few here.

The MP4 in hand I decided to press skip, the song quickly changed and I heard electro swing go through my ears my head slightly started to bob up an down to the nice ease of the beat while the base vibrated thumped through my ears my eyes moved towards Yang and I just looked at her.

I mean I was there for her training her, her experiences as teenage girl growing up I'm kinda lucky really that she kinda involved me into her life and her process of growing form this teasing little preteen into this bombshell of beautiful girl, you know now that I think about it if she didn't constantly tease me whenever she wanted and took me serious I think I could actually get into a relationship with her…on second thought the seriousness of the relationship would probably end 10 minutes later with her pulling a prank on my ass and the teasing oh god it would increase tenfold.

Yeah no getting into a relationship with Yang Xiao Long is a no no in my book.

Then there's her father who's a bit protective of his daughters, her uncle that is…..drunk most of the time and I don't really know how he'd react, then again he'd most likely just tell me to treat her right and watch it, shes got mommy issues which would lead me to saying don't worry I got dad issues, that should balance it out between us.

Yeah no I'm not going any further with this girl so god help me.

We finally made it up to the bar while junior was finally on his own, alright lets do this shit

Walking up to the bar Yang and me sat down as she ordered two of her favourite drink one for me and one for her of course and considering our age that caught juniors eyes which in turn made Yang very glad and me semi curious on whats going to happen next.

Cause knowing Yang she'll most likely be nice at first and then go with the sir approach

While my thoughts were lined up with imaging the approach the bartender finally handed our drinks over as Yang had yet again ordered the little umbrellas…you know if wasn't for the fact I know shes 17 id ask if she was 12 or something.

Grabbing the glass by the stem I slowly pulled it up to my mouth as I lightly sipped the drink, now I'm not girly drink kinda guy more of a whiskey kinda guy but I wouldnt mind drinking these from time to time

*tap tap tap*

Feeling the tapping on my headphones I moved my head away and turned frowning as a henchman pointed to his ears, obviously not liking I'm listening to my headphones and not the shitty clubs music, oh joy one of this characters.

With a roll of my eyes I grabbed and pulled the guy down to my head level by his tie, placed my glass down and pulled my arm back pumping it as a two pairs of blades popped from under my jackets sleeves just in front of the henchmens face, watching his face pale and freeze I let go of his tie and pushed him back as she stumbled onto the floor ass first before spinning around and running away into the large mob of henchmen that stood there staring while they all held an hatchet in their gloved hands

Oh we finally doing this? Finally.

Spinning around in my seat I pumped my arm again as the blades popped back under my jackets sleeves.

"this should be good" I said out loud before pulling my head phones off and ignored the instant earache from the bass of the clubs speakers and turned to Yang as she was casually talking to junior.

"oi Yang" I called out as she looked over to me and I gestured to the mob of thugs

"thug central must have got our call and sent us their punching bag special" I lightly jabbed as she had a large grin on her face

"wow junior this is allot of men, are possibly compensating for something?" Yang questioned as she turned to junior while I leaned back to see his fairly annoyed face stare at Yang

"look here blondie either you and your friend leave or there will be trouble" junior said as his head turned towards me as I gave me a slight smirk, yeah trouble sure.

"your right junior how about as an apology I give you a kiss?" Yang said as she sounded soooooo innocent

Oh boy, I quickly pulled up my MP4 and quickly started to scroll along until I found the right song and slowly pulled my headphones back over my ears and pressed play

Play bring it on by zardonic

"bring it on" I stated out loud before throwing myself off my seat charging right towards the mob as they stared at me with wide open eyes before I jumped up pulling my legs up in the process and I dropped kick one of them and knocked down a majority of them down as I hit the ground on my back.

Seeing how this was going to go down the thugs quickly sprinted towards me before I pulled my legs up and twisted my body around in the process and started to kick my legs around hitting a couple charging thugs away before I pulled my hands up and pushed off the ground hand springing myself back onto my feet and held my hands ready for the onslaught as my eyes darted across the mob and time seemed to slow down for me.

O allot, yep allot just as I thought.

Feeling time go back to normal, my eyes moved to the first thug that came running at me his hatchet over head while his face looking absolutely ridiculous it was as if he was doing some sort of battle cry. Yeah don't think so side stepping out of the way of the guy while he swung downwards, before grabbing onto his head and proceeded to push him up off the ground and slam him into the waxed floor.

"next" I called out looking up before quickly rolling backwards dodging a kick, much better, getting back up i pumped arms as two lots of blades slid out from my sleeves.

"lets dance you pricks" I said before I jumped into the air and and when I came down I stabbed my right pair of claws into ground in front of the henchmen as explosion went off slightly blinding me for a couple seconds but when my vision cleared I was amused to see the henchmen were flown everywhere, but soon the amusement turned into annoyance when I looked at my arm and saw half of my sleeve was torn up just below the elbow as it showed off my blue gauntlet with a pair of double barrels in the middle near the fist as my two blades were on either side.

Oh come on! I liked this damn jacket too!

"argh should have rolled my sleeves" I mildly complained to myself, yeah funny thing about clothes not getting damaged thing in the show, its bullshit clothes still get ripped and thoroughly destroyed trust me I know.

"third jacket this month" I groaned dislodging my claws from the floor and rolled up my left sleeve, the damn jacket was still salvageable but moms going to ask questions.

Cracking my neck I turned to the henchmen that were running towards me, good more of them just what I needed more dipshits looking to annoy me. Pumping my arms I disengaged my claws and the barrels retracted backwards into the gauntlets and decided I was going to play this somewhat fair and by fair I mean, man to man fist to face.

Sprinting forwards I spun around pulling up my right leg up, I kicked up one henchman in the head before pulling my foot back slamming my heel into another henchman before planting my foot down and pulling my left up arm and blocked a hatchet, quickly twisting my arm around I grabbed the thugs blazer and pulled him towards me then threw him into another charging thug, man this is getting a little out of hand.

Jab to the throat, push to the side, grab arm upper cut to the jaw, duck right hook left hook, kick to the nuts, throw into another henchman repeat

You know I could really go for a cheeseburger right about now.

*BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!*

Hearing the explosions go off to my side I pulled my headphones off turning around to see junior with a rocket launcher over his shoulder as he had a large grin on his face, time seemed to slow down as I through myself into a full on sprint down as my feet moved over to the railing, planting a foot on top before pushing off and activating my claws I aim them behind me pumping my arms as both barrels exploded, Time seemed to go back to normal as I flew over the dance floor as juniors face turned from smug to fear as he looked up.

"sup mother fucker!" I yelled holding my right arm up I stabbed into the ground as another explosion went off in front of me and behind while my eyes blinded again, when my vision cleared I just heard another bang behind as came flying over my shoulder her hair flaming gold as she threw a fist and pumped slug of dust into juniors body sending him flying towards the entrance leaving me to watch while Yang landed on the ground with crouch.

End song

Time seemed to slow down again as she slowly pushed herself up straight as her flaming golden locks sway as her head slowly turned and I saw her bright red eyes glowed as they bore into my own soul.

Then time seemed to pick back up and I roll my eyes at my bullshit semblance.

"you done PMSing?" I asked dislodging my claws from the floor and disengaged the blades

Yang took a deep breath in before closing her eyes, the flames quickly died down and when she opened her eyes they were back to being her usual lilac.

"phew we really wrecked this place up" Yang said as I looked around and saw the destruction of the place and oh boy Yang wasn't kidding, we fucked this place up worse than last weeks block party rave, long story short we got wasted and I will not say anything more cause I don't exactly remember that party as much as I want to, but I'm pretty sure I saw a drunk midget try to ride a full size unicycle.

"i think we should bolt" I stated as I turned to Yang before we both silently sprinted back towards the entrance and back out into the cold streets of vale as we both jumped over the unconscious body of junior and ran to our bikes

"yang, Hamish!" hearing the voice me and Yang stopped mid step turned to our right and saw Ruby rose, the red reaper, the girl with the badass scythe, the devour of cookies standing there, looking at us with confusion

"what are you guys doing here?" Ruby asked

Me and Yang quietly looked at each other before we turned to Ruby

"thats a…..long story" Yang said

Yeah she wasn't kidding either

Man what a damn night too

Chapter 1 end

annnnnnnnnnnnnnnd done yep this was pretty fun to write if im being honest and because of that i may rewrite a couple of stories ive posted, who knows?

but other than i hoped you enjoyed this one cause in this one theres an actual plot line with actual character development, im not just throwing in random crap in and hoping its going to work and finally it feels nice to start a good story like this, really it does.

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