Chapter 1

Beacon in the distance

It occurs to me now that early on in writing this story I failed to describe the main character's appearances effectively, leaving lots of blank spaces in how they looked. This is a list of the basic appearance of the main characters, I'll still leave some blank spaces for the sake of letting you make your own picture.

Erik
Blue eyes
Short, jet black hair
Chiselled features

Isaac
Forest green eyes
Glasses
Round features
Brown hair

Clara
Dark blue eyes
Auburn hair
Sharp features

ElithGinger hair
Yellow eyes
Defined features

She was looking at me again, the girl across from me that is. I doubt it means anything but with my Mother after me anything is a possibility.
"Are you staring for a reason or am I just handsome?" I say jokingly.
"No, you are just glancing out the window and across your shoulder, like you're worried about something." She says as she continues to curiously look at me, I decide to ignore the statement and look out the window. The landscape rushed by the train I was seated in, I would likely be captivated by it if I wasn't concerned about being stabbed any second.
"Are you normally quiet or did I hit a nerve?" She asks. "What's your name?"
"Erik," I respond casually.
"Where are you headed?" She presses. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to."
"Vale."
"Who's got you looking over your shoulder?"
"You ask a lot of questions."
"I'll stop now."
"Thank you." With that discussion over I continued regularly checking my surroundings. After what seemed like an hour of only hearing the rhythmic sounds of the rails and the chatter of fellow passengers a sound interrupted the monotony. A heavy thud from somewhere towards the back, I most definitely was not the only one to hear this as a couple others, including miss 20 questions before me.

There was a bit of chatter about the noise at first but then it died down only to be rekindled by a new noise, a scream. The chatter bubbled up again but when it died down it was dead silent this time, a silencing shroud of fear had laid itself across this room and no one wanted to break it. Seconds passed, then minutes then we heard the click of the door, I reached underneath my emerald cloak and rested my hand on my bastard sword Homicida. The door to our section of the train opened shortly after I managed to pull my hood up. Five armed men entered the room I quickly could tell they were White Fang due to the masks and the all too obvious bunny ears on one of them.
"We are looking for a boy!" One of them shouted. "His name is Erik Fall and he is 17." Nobody said anything, I kept my grip tight on the sword hilt and prepared for a fight.
"I did see him but he started running when he heard you coming, he went that way." The girl in front of me began pointing to the door at the other side. They seemed to buy it and moved in that direction, meanwhile I stared at the girl who had just saved me some trouble.
"Thank you, but I feel like this train isn't so welcoming right now, so I must be off." And with that, I got up and walked out the door and leapt over the railing into the forest below.
"I really hope Beacon isn't far from here," I said shortly after landing.

Clothes? Check. Knixes (shotgun daggers)? Check. Wallet? Check. Etcetera? Check. I had already checked and double checked back home that I had my stuff together, I was definitely ready to go. And at that moment I realized that I had no idea where the ship to beacon was, I looked around for someone who looked like they would be heading there too. My eyes shifted around until they fell upon a ginger holding a massive grey and pink warhammer.
"Hey! Uh, do you know where the ship to Beacon is?" I asked after running up to her.
"Oh hello~!" She responded. "I was just heading there myself actually, the names Nora, nice to meet you." She extended her hand which I gladly shook.
"If introductions are in order then my name is Isaac, pleasure to meet you." She quite suddenly slipped her hand from the shake and rather forcefully poked his nose.
"Boop! Catch me if you can~!" And with that Nora started darting through the streets.
"Oh, you did not just start a boop war with Isaac Blythe." With a sudden burst of speed, I began running through the streets and hunting down the ginger girl. After a little while, I caught up to her and found her chatting animatedly with a tall black haired fellow. I silently approached and booped her nose before she suspected a thing.

"Hey!" She cried indignantly as she started to try and get me back but to no avail as I kept blocking her jabs.
"You started it," I said simply, the guy she had been talking to turned his head to look at me which revealed a small streak of a pink in his hair.
"The names lie, lie ren," Ren said. "I assume you're the new friend Nora met."
"Yeah, the name's Isaac nice to meet you," I said
"Come on, the ship shouldn't be far." Ren said as he just started walking down the street.

"Yes, I'm sure I have everything, sir," I said into my scroll. "I have my gauntlets, my hook, my swords and plenty of spare clothes." Reading out this list in public was getting me more dirty looks than more dirty looks than I normally received.
"Do you think she's here to kill someone?"
"She's probably a White Fang agent."
These were among some of the things I was hearing people say as they walked by me. But that was just day to day things one hears when having cat ears and tail protruding all too obviously. It could be worse, I could've been sent to Atlas for example. With a heavy sigh I got up, grabbed my case and walked into the dust shop I was seated outside of.
"Excuse me could you fill these with fire, wind, and ice?" I asked the man behind the counter as I set downs three containers on his counter.
"That would be 55 Lien." He said after examining the capacity of the bottles, I set down the money and he went to work filling them up. As I look around the shop I catch a guy looking at me, he had an emerald-coloured cloak and beneath that, I saw the glint of some armour, out of curiosity I approach him.
"Hello," I said. "What are you looking at me for?"
"I was just noting your attire and weapons, I assume you're going to Beacon?" He responded.
"Yes I am, the names Clara Lynn," I said, he straightened up a little and pulled down his hood revealing his jet black hair and dark blue eyes.
"My names Erik," Erik explained.
"Your vials are filled, mam." The shopkeeper called, I waved goodbye to Erik and vacated the premises.

As I walked many more interesting people obviously making their way to Beacon crossed paths with her. There was a brown haired boy with a bow that split into two serrated scimitars and a blonde girl with what looked like one hundred knives strapped to her. After wandering the streets I finally came to the large carrier meant to take us to the academy.

Why is it that I can't go anywhere without guys staring at me? I don't give them any reason to, I'm not a Faunus and I certainly don't dress to impress so what's the big deal? Maybe they will look the other way if I do... this. I pulled out my dual Sanguinems (serrated kukris.) and proceeded to sharpen them, apparently, I looked menacing enough and people started to stop looking so intently at me. Satisfied with this accomplishment I sheathed them and proceeded down the road to my destination. But a short while later my progress was halted by a crowd of people watching something, my curiosity piqued I decided to see what the big fuss was about. One quick look both summed it up and slightly disappointed me, it was just the site of a dust shop robbery.
"Good thing I didn't need a refill." I murmured to no one in particular, with my detour ended I continued my search for the transit site. And after a bit too much wandering and wrong turns I finally found myself among a crowd of kids my age waiting outside a large transport ship. I was sure I was in the right place as everyone had at least one weapon strapped to them.

Unfortunately, there were already guys looking at me, but before they could walk over to say anything someone called for all students to board.
"Finally." She heard multiple people exclaim simultaneously, I quickly slipped on board and seated myself in a corner of the ship. The last thing I wanted was to spend the entire ride listening to some guy flirt with me, so I buried my face in one the many books I had packed. But someone found me anyway, he approached me and before he could even open his mouth I activated my semblance causing two clones of myself on either side of me.
"Sorry, the seats are taken." We said simultaneously, the guy got the hint and walked off and I melded my clones back to me. The rest of the ride I kept getting stares but no one approached me. Once I felt like I didn't have much to worry about I began looking at the people around me. There was a blond girl messing with a girl who looked much too young to be here and there was also a brown haired kid who appeared to be well occupied keeping some ginger girl from slapping him? Poking? I really couldn't tell what she was trying to do from my vantage point. I started to walk around but that thought was cut short as we arrived at Beacon.

Authors notes
I hope you guys enjoyed this first chapter, I've only done light development on these characters and I hope to develop them more as I go along.