RWBY: The Next Heros

" How lucky am I? To have something that makes saying goodbye so hard." - Winnie the Pooh

Trailer 1: White & Green

Kuroyuri, Anima

Yuki Ren, age eighteen, had been sitting cross-legged in a meditation position since the break of dawn. It was his favorite way to start a day, ever since he was a child. His earliest and fondest memories were when he and his father would start with an early morning meditation. Lie had been out with his son when they first woke up at six-thirty, however, Lie had long since gotten up an eaten his breakfast to begin his usual duties as the mayor of Kuroyuri.

SLURP

Yuki could feel his eyebrows begin to crease in irritation, but it quickly straightened out with a few deep breaths. Focusing on the sound of the birds and the babbling of the stream that traveled through the town. All of it balanced and serene.

SLURP

Yuki's jaw was tightening now and his eyelids were squeezed shut in an attempt to banish the obnoxious sound for him internal peace. Five deep breaths in, and five deep breaths out; everything around him was calm and peaceful. He was in balance and he was calm, gently swaying in the breeze.

SLURP

"Gods Damn it Midori," Yuki started to yell as he jumped to his feet in impressive time. Yuki spun on the heel of his foot and glared down at where his younger sister was sitting. She was drinking a breakfast smoothie that their father had likely made for her before he left to work. Her green eyes were wide and unafraid of her brother's sudden outburst as she continued to loudly eat her breakfast. "Can't you go do that somewhere else? I'm trying to concentrate!"

"I told you thirty minutes ago that breakfast was ready," she said in a deadpanned voice. "But you didn't listen to me, so now I'm here hoping to annoy you into eating."

"You could have just shaken my shoulder or something," Yuki grumbled to himself while his sister just smiled to herself before also getting up to her feet.

Midori Ren, age sixteen, had never understood her father and brother's need to wake up at the ass-crack of dawn to meditate and "re-center themselves" as they like to put it. Midori had always been fine with waking up when she smelled food or her mother came calling for her. And today was no exception.

"Now, let's go before Mom tried to force feed you pancakes like you're two again."

"No way mom would do that… Ok, yeah let's go."

Midori simply gave a small smile before leading the way for the two of them into the house where Nora Ren was cooking. Today was a special August day. Why? Because today was the day Yuki would be saying goodbye to his home and start training at his parents' alma martyr Beacon Academy to be a hunter. If anyone ever pointed out to Yuki how he started to tear up at the idea of being away from his parents and sister he would have called them a liar before hitting them with the dull side of his dust-shooting katana.

…

"Are you sure you have everything packed? I don't want you calling me from your scroll asking me to send you something you forgot." If Yuki could think of one thing to describe his mother as it was a helicopter parent. While Nora had kept her hair short, it was starting to show her age with streaks of grey peppered through her hair, even if her cyan eyes still showed clear even if there was the beginnings of crow's feet and laugh-lines forming on her face.

"Yes mom," Yuki said with a sigh but he still smiled ever so slightly. "I went over the list with you last night, and the day before, and the week before that."

"I'm sorry sweetie," his mother cooed as she walked forward to pull him into one of her famous back-breaking hugs. "I'm just not really ready to send my little baby snowflake off to a huntsmen academy yet."

"Mom, I hate it when you use the baby voice," Yuki whined as he squirmed and did his best to pull and twist himself away from his mother's grasp. It didn't really work.

"Nora let the boy go before he breaks his back." Yuki could almost weep tears at the sound of his father's voice.

The years had just been as kind to Lie as they had been to Nora. While his hair was much grayer then Nora's his face lacked any of the wrinkles that she had. The growing of the long beard he had also helped to conceal his true age.

Pouting, Yuki's mother finally lets go of her son in exchange to prance over to where her husband was standing. Yuki smiled softly once more as he saw the tender look exchanged between his parents.

"So cute," Midori said and Yuki couldn't help but agree. He knew the story of his parents and he hoped one day he could find something that made him as happy as they did each other. But for now, getting his graduate certificate to work and a bonified hunter was the top of his priority list.

"Hey Yuki," Midori called as she quickly dashed over to the other side of the room to where Yuki's Katana was laying next to a string of dust cartages that would go into his sword. "How about one last sparring match before you leave. Please?"

Yuki hated it when his sister begged like that. It was impossible for him to say no to her. As his eyes flit over to his parents in hopes of them shutting her down for him, but they only smiled in response.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea," his mother cooed as she flung her hands up in the air out of excitement. "I'll go get the camera."

"Yuki don't forget your hat, it's getting to be afternoon out and I don't want you to get burned," his father lectured sternly and Yuki nodded in response.

"Don't worry," Yuki replied. "I won't."

Yuki wasn't really a huge fan of the straw-hat he had to wear on top of constant sunblock but it couldn't be helped. While being born albino was cool in his opinion, it didn't change the fact sunlight was his biggest enemy. Picking up the red, dyed hat Yuki put the clothing accessory on and headed out to their training grounds to face his sister one last time before he went Beacon.

…

"Now let's keep this fight clean I don't want to have black-eyes that I need to clean up before we take family photos," their mother began to announce with a vaguely disturbing look on her face. Their father just sat on the porch of the house that was next to the mini, forcefield arena. Without the "great threat" that their parents had to face at their age Atlas was able to make more and stronger forcefield domes for the more compact settings then the Vytal festival arena.

"You sure you're going to be able to keep up without losing your hat?" Midori was blunt about her trash talk, talking with such seriousness that if Yuki didn't know her he would think she was seriously worried about the hat. "Would hate for you to get a sunburn."

"Keep talking pipsqueak and you won't be able to swing that ax of yours." Yuki, however, was better at trash-talk. Midori twitched and puffed up her cheeks as if she was a chipmunk.

"I'm going to get you for that string bean!" Midori fired back. She knew he was self-conscious about the lean physique he inherited from his father, the same way Midori was about the height she got from her mother.

"And GO!" With that, the two siblings charged at each other. Yuki wasted no time in shooting off a few rounds of ice dust that Midori dodged with ease. Her ax, however, was infused with gravity dust that she could ride like a broom-stick of a witch. As such, Midori wasted no time taking to the skies to avoid his shots.

"Going to have to do better than that at Beacon," Midori laughed as she took a sharp dive in Yuki's direction, her ax at the ready to take a slice at him. Yuki only smiled in response. And then, his red and sleeveless shirt began to glow blue with the ice dust he had infused into it.

Yuki could see the split second of panic on Midori's face before he went flying at her and with a strong kick of his food, shot her straight to the ground and out of the sky.

"No… fair…" Midori coughed from where she was on the ground. It was only about a five-foot fall but it still knocked the wind out of her. Her top layer of hair with its twin tails was in disarray while the lower layer of her hair laid loose and flat around her in a halo. "You used your semblance."

"Uh, duh," Yuki said with a smile before offering a hand to his sister to help her up. "It's called being a hunter."

Before Midori could continue her banter with her brother there was the sound of an air-ship getting close to Kuroyuri. That aircraft would take. That aircraft would take him straight to Vale where he would get on a shuttle to Beacon and begin his new life.

"That's me," Yuki said almost wistfully as if he didn't believe it himself.

"Before you go, picture," his mother called to the two of them. The shot was a rushed selfie taken by their father, but it was all they were going to be able to really get through.

"Bye dad, mom, I love you two," Yuki said as he hugged his parents close. "Stay out of trouble sis."

Yuki ruffled her hair and she swatted his hand away before jumping into his arms.

"I'll miss you and I love you so much!" Midori was practically in tears which were making Yuki choke up a little himself.

"I love you too sis," Yuki said as he held her close. "I'll text you every day and I'll see you at the Vytal festival."

"You better!"

And with that, Yuki grabbed his life that fit into a large suitcase (everything else had been sent weeks ago) and boarded the aircraft.

BRK: Here is the sister story to RWBY: Ever After that, I have been meaning to make for a while now. This story though is based more around the kids though then the other story. If you are more interested in the RWBY characters raising children I recommend checking that out. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy!

Yuki Ren-
Color: White
Age: 18
Semblence: He absorbs the cold around him and converts it into kinetic energy

Midori Ren-
Color: Green
Age: 16
Semblence: Unknown