Alright. The first half of this is really just introduction. The main point I have to get across is that I do not own the credit for this story. Every idea and OC character is given to FloriteFlower, and all the events are checked with her first. With that said, we hope you enjoy.

Default Weapon Dust - A shining silver black. High impact. No element

Air Dust - Color is a smoky white. Unstable and mainly used in propellant.

Earth Dust - Deepest green with flecks of brown. Used in quakes and nature

Water dust - Not much practical use other than as a blended catalyst for Ice

Fire/Burn Dust - Deep vibrant red.

Electric Dust - Light green.

Ice Dust - Light blue. It is a mixture of

Power Dust - Used as a raw fuel source and is unstable in weapons. Must have aura to control how it is used or it is a bomb.

Gravity Dust - Purple. Incredible impact but a much more sizable recoil as well.

Bone-Steel - Instead of using coals to forge, you use the bones of a Grimm that did not fall apart. Gives the metal odd properties.

Dmitri Grey

Dmitri Gray is a swan faunas that hides and rarely uses his wings. He cannot fly with them, but quick maneuvers and higher jumps are made possible with them. Almost anyone who has ever know Dmitri has labeled him a gentleman, but he is merciless in a fight, human or Grimm. His weapon is an sword that can shift into an axe, it is called Grimm-Feller. He wears a simple white shirts with black pants and leather boots. His pale complexion and dark brown eyes and black hair match his serious personality. He doesn't laugh or even smile often. He speaks with a thin British accent. The most notable weakness is his lack of aura control. His semblance obliterates anything in his path but it is raw and uncontrolled. He has had some formal education but has ultimately ended up running from his faunus hate when people learn his of his wings.

Mark Greenleaf

Mark is a regular human. He has brown skin and deep green eyes to match his hair which is cut short. The clothes he wears is a dark green tunic with leather pants and boots. People tend to hang around him because he is friendly and easy to talk to. He cracks many a joke and is almost always smiling. His main problem and weakness is his emotions and bravery. He is sensitive and has been known to chose the run option more than fighting. This does not mean that he is incapable in a fight. His twin daggers with cord extensions pair well with his nature controlling semblance. His weapons Justice and Harmony can separate blade and hilt with a twelve foot reach on a tether that coils in the large hilt. he is from a small village outside of Vale. About six months ago he left to find his own path, training himself to be a free-lance Hunter.

Nova Violet

Nova Violet is a human. She is very laid back in a fight and in her personality. She is somewhat lazy but is well versed in fighting. Her weapon is a metal pole-arm with seemingly random metal protrusions. When she triggers the transformation of Lightning Storm, it transforms into a bolt-action rifle. Her semblance is stunning shocks that can be amped up for more damage. She has vibrant purple hair with the same striking colored eyes to match. She has tanned skin from travels and a lightly tattered purple hood. She wears a purple and black combat shirt and leggings. Her shoes match the color scheme. She sometimes does not pay attention in a fight but can come up with plans on the fly. Hailing from Mistral, she traveled to Vale for college but dropped out in the first year after deciding it would take too long.

Onyx Khaalida

Onyx Khaalida was a successful experiment after she was turned over by an orphanage in Haven. She was turned part Grimm after she was injected with their eldritchen ichor. It tainted her and darkened her, damaging her beyond most repair. She pulled through, with black skin, red eyes and red hair that reaches her lower back when not covered. She grew up in a housed in environment. Not seeing the light of day until a few years ago, and just recently allowed into the world on her own. her personality was changed, becoming more aggressive and easily triggered, not unlike a cornered animal. Her discovered semblance was temporary bone armor that increased in coverage with cost of aura. She dresses in a dark red dress cloak with yellow and black designs. her sleeves have red bands up and down them. Her red boots are well worn from long time ownership. She is deadly skilled with two bone-steel katanas called, Broken Bones. She mainly infuses these with fire dust in a tight situation. Rarely speaks but when she does, it is raspy and deep, but still recognizably feminine. Has been kind to a few people, her mentor, the people who taught her, and the one she came to know as her Father.

Dmitri meets Mark

Mark was staring into his campfire comfortably, eating some of his rations. He was sat on a log in the middle of the woods. Night had fallen and he was about to unpack his bedroll when a dark and large figure appeared in the distance, slowly walking towards his little camp. He put on hand on Justice, the other one ready to control the roost of a nearby tree. His green eyes glowed dimly as he called out to the figure. "Hey man, what you doing all the way out here?" Mark asked. In the silhouette he could just make out that it waved to him. A deep voice boomed out as the figure strode closer, barely visible through the light of the shattered moon. "Hello to you. Mind if I share your fire?"

Mark was still apprehensive at the visitor, but force of habit and years of being a good friend took over. "Yeah, take a seat." The deep voiced man thanked him as he finally became illuminated by the fire. He rolled a log that was from the tree Mark had cut down for fire. He sat down, pulling a pack of his shoulders. He was wearing a white shirt with black pants and boots. His hair matched the boots and the brown of his eyes turned hazel in the fire. The mystery man pulled out a tea set and cooking stand, setting it on the edge of the fire after filling it with water. Mark could not hold his tongue. "So what brings you here stranger?"

"Stranger? Well, I suppose you don't know my name. I am Dmitri Grey, and I am just traveling. Who might you be?" He spoke calm and clear, even charming. Mark found himself comfortable talking with this Dmitri. "Markus Greenleaf, but I go by Mark." Dmitri nodded, checking his metal tea-pot. It was boiling. "What tea do you like?" Dmitri asked. Mark was still slightly stunned at the hospitality of this stranger. "Uh, Spruce pine needle." The man hummed in question. "Interesting, I will have to try this." He stood up, looking around for the right tree. Spruce was hard to find in this area, but there was some around the area. He picked a couple bunches and added it to the boiling water. Dmitiri sat back down, staring into the fire a moment before asking another question.

"This may be an odd question, and I don't mean to pry. What is your opinion on faunus?" Markus really had no reaction other than agreement. "That is an odd question. To tell you the truth though, I find them quite interesting to be around. They have been given a lot of hate recently for the White Fang turning renegade, but that isn't a civilian faunus's fault."

"Hmmm, would you call them inferior to humans, or equal?" Dmitri kept up his little quiz for as long as Mark felt comfortable answering. "Neither. They are superior. They have increased hearing, night vision, sense of smell. I once saw a lion faunus use three swords because of his tail. Tell me a human that can do that."

"You are quite right." He said, taking the teapot off to steep. "We are in agreement." Mark nodded, smiling. "Your turn. What makes you ask that particular question?"

"I... Know someone who is a faunus. Just asking out of experience." Dmitri was visibly uncomfortable answering and Mark held up his hands in surrender. "Hey man, no prying. Touchy subject, everyone has one." Dmitri smiled, something he rarely did. "Indeed we do." He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Mark who thanked him. They drank. "Just how I like it." Mark sighed contently.

"It is a pleasant taste." Dmitri said. Mark yawned aloud and grabbed his bedroll. "You seem like some good company alright. Sleep here for the night, better two than one." It was as nonchalant an invitation as he could manage. Dmitri was not used to such kindness, but was thankful for it. "Thank you."

Morning rose and before you know it, Mark was waking up, ready to start heading towards the next village. See-ran was it's name. It was a few days out, but he was starting to fall low on rations. He rubbed his eyes and looked up to see that Dmitri was already up. A contemplative look was on his face as he looked up to meet Mark's eyes. "If you have something you need to say, say it." Mark said.

"I... You are the first... You're the first good company I have met in a while. I was wanting to know if I could travel with you for a time." It seemed that Dmitri was uncomfortable asking, but Mark was always on board to make a new friend. "I'd be sad if you didn't." Mark smiled, packing up. Dmitri stood up. "Should we head out?"

"Let's"

Onyx meets Nova

Onyx had decided to travel the world on her own path. She never had any goals or any reason to her direction. If she were to pass through a village for supplies she would keep herself a secret, a wisp of a person forgotten. She had once passed through a village that was being attacked. The Grimm in her fought against the human side for saving from or joining the Grimm attacking. Her human half one over, keeping the beast caged. Most of the Hunters in the village were badly wounded.

She came into the village and fought ferociously. Though she left after the last Grimm were cut down by her Broken Bones, she did not leave as the unknown fighter. Her extensive use of fire dust with her blades earned her the name 'Flame Slinger'. No one had time to thank her or reward her, she left immediately. Her own footsteps carried her around the continent of Sanus. She stayed out of the way of the big kingdoms, Vale and Vacuo.

She never thought about what she would do after she was done traveling on her little soul journey. Maybe she would settle down somewhere, a medicine woman in the woods. No, with what she was, she would be labeled a witch. She kept traveling in the midday sun on a trail. Never Onyx thought, would she have a friend. One person decided to pull her out of those mellow thoughts for no reason. "Hey! Where you heading to?"

Onyx raised a sleeved arm and pointed forward down the trail. The purple haired girl next to her did not seemed satisfied with that answer. "A location, maybe a name? Come on, you can't just give me 'that way'." Onyx shrugged, hoping the message was clear. It wasn't.

"Can you speak?" She asked. Onyx nodded with her face still hidden by the cloak. "Hmm, I'm Nova, Nova Violet." She put out her hand for a count of three before Onyx grasped it in a clean regulation shake. "Onyx Khaalida." She said with a slight rasp due to what was done to her. "If you won't tell me where you are going, I'll tell you. I am going to the nearest village, See-ran I think." Onyx nodded. This Nova was intriguing so she gave an answer.

"I did not tell you because I do not know where I am going. I just am." Nova gave her a strange look. "I'm not sure I could put the effort to just walk a direction. I need a goal to get moving."

"Is it not about the journey instead of the destination?" Nova laughed. "You got me there. So if you don't have a where, than how about a where?" Onyx was starting to get a little annoyed at the amount of questions this stranger had. "Why is it you are so curious? Do you not have something better to do?" It was a little harsher than she had meant and it shone on Nova's face. "You could have just said you don't want to tell me. And I'm asking because there is no one else traveling these trails."

Nova had a point. She should try to be a little friendlier. Not easy when you have Grimm in you. "I am traveling because I want to see the world." Nova smiled, happy at having pulled another answer out of this girl who obviously had a shell up around her. "I'm what you would call a 'free-lance huntress."

"Basically you did not want to take the time to go to a college and you just went out here." Nova frowned, it was pretty close to an insult. "I came out here to help anyone I could. I don't need to go to a college, I'm skilled enough." Onyx looked directly at Nova in a challenging way. "Are you now? Are you prepared to show that?"

This could be a bad situation for Nova, she was just now starting to notice the pair of katanas on Onyx's shoulder. She answered without thinking. "Yes." Onyx slowly raised an arm and pulled the katana from its resting place on her back. She held the blade in the direction of Nova. "Let's go." Nova gulped and pulled out Lightning Storm, keeping it in staff form. Ammo was a valuable resource that she would not waste in a spiteful spar.

Onyx came first, slashing her blade in an even diagonal motion. It clanged of the purple metal of the staff and she spun to deliver another. She was surprised to find that the target was not there and a heavy batting clanged into her back. She raised her katana and blocked the next strike from the staff. It became a sets of strength. Nova was nearing down on her with both hands on the staff while Onyx held it up with one. She was stronger, slowly pushing the staff up until she could slip around it and get a shot to prove her opponent wrong. Nova move fluidly out of the way, her staff in front of her in guard.

"See, not so shabby am I?" Onyx stayed silent, pulling out the second katana. The fight had just geared up. Nova steeled her resolve and prepared for the next attack. A small storm of slashes came at Nova now that Onyx was actually starting to try. Each one was blocked and Onyx was jarred backwards in the stomach to gain some distance. She swung the staff and it clanged off the Broken Bones with ease. Onyx stayed back, letting the offensive shift to the girl in purple.

Nova proved how good she was using the staff as she fluidly spun and struck in a chain, creating many hits that Onyx had to block. Onyx then pushed back the tide, striking twice as fast as before. She was good, but this was not her limit. Nova however did not expect the change and caught a few with her aura. Fun and games were over now, and Nova wanted this fight put to a stop. She activated her semblance, pushing a large amount of voltage through the metal of her staff an into Onyx.

The cloaked girl fell to her knees shivering from the shock.. Any normal fighter would have been on the ground shaking. Nova went to swing her staff and Onyx had just enough control over herself to focus a thin bone plate armor to appear on her shoulder, covered by her clothes. The staff smacked and hit, but it was jarring and hurt Nova's hand when it did. The armor fell to bone dust and Onyx began to rise back to her feet. Thinking fast, Nova transformed Lightning Storm into the rifle form, cocking the bolt action and aiming it at her opponents throat. "Checkmate."

Onyx looked down at the barrel, now understanding what all those odd protrusions were. "So it seems. While I may not have given my all, you have proven me wrong." Onyx returned her blades to the sheathes and started walking away in silence. Nova followed her but did not say anything. They walked through into the night and made camp. It seemed a silent agreement that they would spend the night in the same place. The purple hooded girl did not know what to say, but it was Onyx who surprisingly spoke up. "It is up to you, but are you going to continue traveling with me, or go your separate way?"

"You.. You wouldn't mind if I stayed." It was a small stun to see such a cold person ask if someone was going to stay. "No. It is always good to have someone to spar with. I like to stay in practice." Nova smiled. "Then it's a yes." Onyx pulled back her hood just enough that Nova could see when she flashed a thin smile. Then she laid by a tree and slept, leaving Nova to her own thoughts.

I hope you had a blast reading this. Tune in within a week for another chapter.