I own nothing of RWBY or the Borderlands series, but will use the shamelessly.

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A girl sits next to a guy on a small sofa, holding onto a box with a button pushed down on it.

"He'll never even see it coming." The guy says with a sly smirk.

"Yeah, but let's not get cocky yet. He might not be smart, but if we get too cocky he might figure out it's a trap." The girl says cautiously, but while wearing the same smirk as the guy. And with that, they waited.

I sat on my couch, fighting Terramorphus the Invincible , and kill it after dropping another Quasar grenade and shooting it's last tentacles with my Thunderball Fists. Then, the alarm that is connected to a remote I gave my girlfriend to let tell me if she's in danger, which she is apparently.

"That's not good. I gotta get there fast." I say, as I carefully slide on my jacket and goggles. I rush over to the door, and out the door, and off the cliff 30 feet away from my front door.

As soon as I feel there is no longer any ground underneath my feet, I reflexively slip my wings through the holes in my specially designed jacket, which when tucked closed are practically invisible. I quickly glide down from my mountain-side home to my girlfriend's house, my black with red paterns wings shining in the sun. I open the door...to see my girlfriend completely okay, standing next to my adopted brother who is pointing a tranquilizer gun at me.

"Stella, Jacob? The fuck? What the hell is going on here?" I ask, bewildered.

"Maybe this will answer that." Stella says, and then pulls Jacob into a long, drawn out kiss, though only furthering my confusion.

"You want me to share with him, that's fine. But why press the button, why the tranq gun?" I ask. Then I get shot with the tranq by Jacob.

"You oblivious fool," my girlfriend sneers, "I don't want you at all. I decided to help Jacob stage your suicide so your brother can claim what is left of the inheritance you so callously have been using. Then we can live together as lovers. I havent loved you for a long time." Towards the end, my vision starts to go dark and I get very dizzy. Even still I manage a shit eating grin.

"I hope you suceed in your plan, Stella, because if you don't, the next time I have a chance, I am going to kick your ass." And then I fall unconscious.

*4 hours later, on a cliff overlooking the ocean*

I woke to see my arms and legs tied together, sitting in my brother's car, pointed towards the ocean.

"Goodbye, Johnathon." Stella says, most likely aware that I've woken up. Then she pushes a cinderblock onto the gas pedal, and the car drives off the edge. Shit, I don't think I can fly, because as soon as I leave the car, the spray of ocean water off the cliff will bog down my wings. I think I could still angle myself to land on something below me though. So what can I land on?

All I see is sharp rocks, an odd rainbow rip in th universe, and the water only a few hundred feet below the car. Silently chanting "No whammies" over and over again, I decide to try the rainbow portal. I slice the binds with my red feather tips and spring from the car like a snake springing to attack. I fall into the portal, and am immediately bombarded with strange feelings. And what I saw would make a person on acid say your trippin' balls.

And then I was jetisoned out the other side, where I roll to a stop next to a large birds nest. I wonder what a bird of that size could find to eat that was large enough to be filling. Probably humans, given the couple of femurs and skulls I see in the nest. And then I hear the bird's raccous screech. Shit on a shit shitsickle, my luck is the worst today.

It swoops at me and I dodge to the left, away from it's nest and closer to the cliff edge. I look towards the bird, in hopes of predicting it's next move, when I freeze. The bird has the same wing patterns and colorations as me. Unfortunately, the bird chooses the second that I pause to swoop again, and knock me off the cliff. I barely manage to hold on to one of it's claws, and I know that I can't hold on for long.

The hit knocked the air from my lungs, my wings are still damp, and my hands were cramping in pain from lack of oxygen, so I start panicking. But then, when I start panicking, I feel an unusual pair of churning feelings within me, and a small black beam shoots from my hand, and into the birds chest. As if by magic, the bird banks left and flies back towards the cliff, and drops me into the nest. I jump to my feet prepared to fight if I had to.

"How did you do that?" The bird asks in an elegant, feminine voice.

"Huh?" I ever so elegantly reply.

"You gave me a conscience, a way to view the world without the negative emotions clogging the way. I can still remember the things I've done in the past, horrible atrocities, but when I remember them, it is as if it is from the eyes of another. I shall follow you, and help you in your travels, where ever they may lead us, as I see helping you as possibly a way to help more of my kind." The bird decides for me.

"Um, okay, I guess you can help me out. I'm new to... Where ever we are, so I don't exactly know where I'm going." I say to the bird.

"Well, what do you want to do? I know many places, I could probably find what you're looking for." The bird replies.

"Well... I suppose I've always wanted to be a hero, and help people, without getting bullied or teased, like I have been in the past." I tell the bird, feeling rather shy.

"Why would people do that to you?" The bird asks, a concerned tone in her voice.

"Well, three reasons, really. The first was that I was...An orphan. I was abandoned at the age of two in front of the orphanage I lived at until I was twelve, when I was adopted. The second is that I was rather short, around 5 ft 4', until I had a series of massive growth spurts at 15, putting me up to a decent height of 5 ft 10'. And the final one.. Is my wings." I say, unfurling my wings during the last sentence.

"...Damn those are some fine wings." The bird says, eyeing my wings with an odd look in her eyes

"Say what now?" I ask in disbelief.

"Those are the strongest, fastest, most handsome wings I have ever seen." The bird says moving forward slightly, and looking as if she was in a trance.

"Alllllright, then. So, ahem, I trust that you have a place in mind for me to go , but if we will be traveling together, might I know your name?" I ask the bird hoping to knock it out of the trance. Fortnately, it worked.

"Ah! While I do have a name, I'm not sure it's pronouncable. How about you give me a new name?" The bird tells me.

"Okay then, how about... Emma?" I ask the bird.

"I like that name! Emma it is! But wait, what's your name?" The bird, now known as Emma, asks me.

"Oh yes, my name is Eavon. Eavon Evermore."

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And we are done with chapter one. Yeah!

"All right. Get it together now." Magic

These next few chapters will be fun. But anyway, favorite, follow, and review.

"Peace out." Magic