He who watches Vale.

AN: This is just an idea I needed to get out, someone else can take the story, just had to post this idea. And I have only seen the movie for watchmen.

I don't own anything, not even the story.

Some one else can have that.

Vale

It may be cleaner then New York, but it still has the infection of crime, as anywhere would have. 'Herm.' Even in a new world, there will all ways be crime. At least it gives me purpose now.

How I ended up here was that Jon sent me here when he 'killed' me, possibly on purpose. I have also noticed that I am now a teen again, except I kept all my scars, and muscle mass, the only difference is my mask facial details are not as prominent. I was watching a nightclub after hearing about gang activity here. After this, I will look into the chain of dust robberies.

The club seems normal enough, except more flashy then back in New York. The owner was a burly man named, Hei "Junior" Xiong. I was hiding on the roof of the club, and I noticed a yellow motorcycle, with a girl with a massive mess of blonde hair, pull up. The girl makes her way into the club, and moves to the bar. By the way she walks, I can tell she is looking for something. The lights change to red, when she is halfway to the bar.

I noticed a man talking to Junior about something. Junior doesn't look all that happy, but lets some of his guards leave with the man. The girl made her way to Junior, as he dismissed two girls, twins I think. The girl seems to order something, and Hei made a remark about something, as he turns to her. They get into a conversation about something, till the girl traced her finger down his shirt, and then clinch his genitals. She then starts interrogate him, and showed him a photo on a strange devise, 'think it was called a scroll.'

When Junior denies knowing information, she squeezed harder, causing him to deny in a higher alto. The majority of the guards surrounded them, but she remained calm and collect. When she let go of Hei, he started walking away, but she followed him and seemed to be playing with him. They start to lean in to kiss, but just before he touched, the girl punched him right in the face, sending him flying across the room. 'herm, these people seem more capable with their bodies than the fat pigs of earth.'

The guards engage with a fight, and the girl's giant bracelets shift into gauntlets with shot gun shells in the upper grooves. I decided to leave now, and find crime elsewhere.

I found a dust shop called, "from dust till dawn" and saw the man who was talking to Junior walking down the street, looking at all the closed stores, with some goons. I was in the store, without my face on, and looking around. I also noticed a young girl with a red cloak, reading weapon magazines and listening to loud music.

The man came in, with the goons, and now that I can see his face properly, I can tell it is Roman Torchwick, the number one criminal of Vale. He says to the store clerk, "Do you know how hard it is to find a dust shop open this late?"

Then one of the hitman points a gun at the clerk, who says, "Please, just take my lien and leave."

"Shhshsh," Roman says, "Calm down, we're not here for your money. Grab the dust," he ordered the henchmen. One of them noticed the girl, and me, and made his way over to us.

He pulled his machete and said, "Put your hands where I can see them." The girl didn't hear, and I just look up at him, and ignored him. He walked angrily towards me, and points the machete at me and says again, "Put your hands where I can see them! You got a death wish?"

I look back at him, and stare at him in the eyes. He seems to hesitate at my glare, but continues to point at me. Another henchman walks towards us, and gets the girls attention, and she asked, "Are you mugging me?" He nods, and she quickly kicks him back to the front of the store. I grab my 'mugger's' arm and twist it, disarming him. I then threw him to his buddy in the front. The girl looks at me with a raised eyebrow, but looks at the next two goons coming our way.

She sprints at one and flying kicks him out the front window. I charge the other and tackle him all the way out, next to the red-cloaked girl. She pulls out a giant scythe and aims it at the criminals. I raise my fist, and they charged us. I dodge all of their attacks, and twist and break some of their arms, while she kicks and knocks out the rest.

Roman looks at the goons and says, "You were truly worth every cent, you truly were." He looks at us and says, "well, red and trench coat, I think it has been an eventful evening, and as much as I would love to stick around, I am afraid this is where we part ways." He raises his cane at us, and it fires a projectile. She uses the recoil of her weapon to get out of the blast radius, and I just use my coat as a barrier for the heat and dust.

When the dust cleared, Roman was gone. The girl spotted him, and asked the clerk if he would mind us following him. I didn't listen as I pulled my grapple gun and propelled my way up, while she used her scythe's recoil. Roman was waiting for us and says, "Persistent."

A flying vehicle, which may be called a bullhead, where he turns and says, "End of the line." And throws a dust crystal at us and shoots at it. I instinctively moved to shield red from the blast.

When the explosion didn't hit us, I look back and see a woman with a riding crop, casting a sigil shield. She pushes her glasses up, with a 'humph,' and swings her crop that causes several projectiles to hit the bullhead.

She cast another sigil that makes it rain ice shards over the machine. Another women came out, but I couldn't see her face. She sends a fireball at the sigil caster, only to be deflected. The ashes start to glow brightly and then send a pillar of fire into the sky. The sigil caster stops the fire, and turns the shards into a giant spear and launch it at them. The mystery woman sends a fireball at the spear, only for it to separate and put itself back together.

When it was about to hit the bullhead, it tilted to where it bounced off. The spear split into three and started circling the contraption. After a few hits, the woman sent a massive wave of flames, destroying the shards. The girl shifted her weapon to a rifle like weapon, and open fire on her. I pulled out the grapple, and loaded a tracking harpoon, and fires at the tail. The woman was deflecting the shots red was giving. 'Yes, they have more capabilities then the ones back home.'

I noticed several fire glyphs below us, and they did too. They jumped out of the way, and I position myself to a safe spot among the glyphs. When the flames shot up, I heard red gave a yelp; probably thinking the flames hit me. When the flames died out, I was still standing in the safe spot, aiming my harpoon at her. I fired, and it hit true, in the leg. They flew off before the woman with us can attack again.

Red looks at the caped woman and says, "You're a hunter. Can I have you autograph?!"

Next thing I knew, I was sitting in a room with red, and was getting a talking to by the hunter. She says, "I hope you two will learn from your actions tonight."

Red says, "They started it."

The hunter says, "If it where up to me, I would send you home, with a pat on the back…" Red looks hopeful. "…and a slap on the wrist." She punctuated it with slapping her crop over our hands. Red pulled her hand back quickly, but I just ignored it.

She raised an eyebrow at my lack of reaction, but continues to say, "But someone wants to talk to you two." A man with a cup of coffee and a plate of cookies came in through the door. He looks at red in the eyes and says, "Ruby Rose, you have… silver eyes." Now known as Ruby, she looks confused by this. "So," he continues, "Where did you learn to do this?" The female hunter shows a video of our fight.

Ruby says, " Signal Academy."

"They taught you to use one of the most dangerous weapon ever designed?"

"Well one teacher in particular."

"I see." He places the plate of cookies in front of Ruby, who slowly reaches out to see if it was ok to take one. Once she ate one, and saw no objections, she started eating the cookies at a thousand miles per minute. "It's just that I only seen one other scythe wielder of that skill before… a dusty old Qrow."

"Oh, Thash muh unkul!" Ruby said, with a mouthful of cookies. She quickly swallows, and says, "Sorry that's my uncle Qrow. He's a teacher at Signal. I was complete garbage before he took me under his wing. And now I am all like… hooowaaah! Witchaaaa!" She made some karate poses to emphasize.

"So I've noticed, and what is an adorable girl such as yourself doing it at a school designed to train wariors?" 'I might want to check this out.'

"Well I want to be a huntress."

"You want to slay monsters?" 'Now I don't, I want to know about the monsters'

"Yeah, I only got two more years to train at Signal, and then I am going to apply to Beacon. You see, my sister starting there…" and she starts rambling about how she and her sister wants to be a huntress.

"Do you know who I am?"

"You're Professor Ozpin, you're the headmaster at beacon."

"Hello."

"Nice to meet you."

"You want to come to my school?"

"More then anything." Ozpin looked at the huntress, and she only rolled her head away.

"Well, ok."

After Ruby finally calmed down, they let her go home, but they kept me.

"And you, mind me asking just who you are?"

"Walter."

"Walter…?"

"Kovacs."

"And where did you learn to fight so… brutality?"

"Personal Experience."

"Seems really advance if it is just personal experience."

"… Don't need a diploma to know how to fight."

He raised an eyebrow, "That is true, but this seems more professional then the average street fighter."

"… Because average fighters start late…"

"Then, when did you start?"

"… From the start."

"Start of what?"

I looked up at him, and stare into his eyes. "… From the start."

I could tell he suppressed a shudder. "Well then, Glynda do we have any records of a Walter Kovacs?"

She leaves the room and I said, "… Not going to find anything."

"Oh?"

"Not recorded, got here last week, came from elsewhere."

"Where did you come from?"

"New York."

"Never heard of it."

"Didn't think you would."

"Mind telling me about it?"

"It's a hellhole."

"Why is that?"

"Criminals can walk the streets without fear. The cops can't do shit, corrupt and just pigs."

He raises an eyebrow. "I feel you are leaving something out."

"Costume vigilantes are outlawed."

"And to New York, what are costume vigilantes?"

"They are the equivalent of your hunters. Except, instead of fighting the 'creatures of darkness', WE fight the monsters of humans, the criminals."

"You say 'we' as in you were a vigilante?"

I nod, "The others had the jobs to inspire hope in the new generations, while it is my job to keep things from getting worse."

"And how do you do that?"

"I cut off the infected limb before the infection spreads."

"Well my offer still stands, would you like to go to Beacon and learn to fight Grimm?"

I nod.

"Welcome aboard." He holds out his hand to shake. I took it.

I was on the massive whale-like ship sitting next to this hyper girl, and calm oriental boy. I had my face on and was just staring out the window.

The hyper girl was looking at my face, watching the spots move. She asks, very hyper, "How do you get it to do that? How do you see? Are you a detective? Or a rough and tough vigilante that takes no prisoners, and kill all the criminals?"

This is the only time I have been shocked, and how did she know?

The boy says, "He probably got some dust enchanted cloth and use his aura to move it."

I say, "Actually, it is two types of dye that can be next to each other, but never mix. It reacts to heat, and moves to make intricate designs"

The girl looks at my mask, and then pokes me on the nose. "boop." The poke causes the black ink to spas out, and shoot all around the head for some reason. Could be the effect of aura.

We started to land, so I nodded good-bye and walked off.

'First day at Beacon. Let's see what I can learn.'