Geo Rightwater was a very confused man right now. He'd woken up mid-stride with absolutely no memories. Well, that wasn't exactly true. He could remember basic truths- Grimm were bad, he was a Hunter, Hunters fought Grimm, and so on- but he couldn't recall any specific events. He knew he'd been trained in using the weapon on his back, but he couldn't remember who trained him. Hell, he even knew the weapon's name- Verdant Penumbra- but not who made it.

But what confused him more was this feeling he had. It was enough to make him stop in his tracks. He felt afraid. But of what?

Then the first splinter came.

"You do realize that this has an infinitesimally small chance of success, correct?"

"I have to do this. If I die, at least I'll be trying to make this right."

Geo shook his head to clear the pain. What was that? It seemed like… a memory? If the "memory" was correct, then Geo was sent somewhere- here?- to try and fix something. But what?

No splinter came.

Geo took stock of his surroundings. He was walking on a densely forested path. The chill that he was just now feeling made him shiver. The withered branches seemed to reach out like gnarled fingers, searching for life. A thick layer of fog made it so Geo could only see a few feet in any direction.

Suddenly a high-pitched noise set Geo on edge. Verdant Penumbra flew into his hands as he took a battle stance. It took Geo a few seconds to recognize the sound. It was a baby. And it was crying.

Curious, Geo followed the sound of the crying. He barely even registered the odd tugging sensation on the top of his head. It took him a short period of time to find the baby. The baby was hastily swaddled in a pink blanket and left in the crook of some low-hanging branches. Geo reached the tree when he heard it. A low, inhuman growl.

Grimm.

Geo whirled around, his senses on high alert. Slowly, he scanned the trees. There didn't seem to be anyth- there, off to the right! A set of glowing red eyes. A hulking, bearlike figure, stalking towards them. An Ursa, attracted by the delicious confusion. Suddenly, it saw something coming for it.

It was dead before it could react.

Geo relaxed minutely, taking the opportunity to examine Verdant Penumbra. It was a pair of khopeshes connected by a chain. The blades were black, but there was a seam about a quarter inch away from the cutting edge of the blade where it turned a dark green. A quick inspection showed that when a small lever in the hilt was flipped, the seam would split apart, revealing the barrel of a gun. A look into Geo's half-memories revealed that it was the barrel of an assault rifle that had been modified to take sniper rounds. A quick check of the other khopesh revealed the same mechanism.

Geo then nearly facepalmed. He'd forgotten about the baby! At least he hadn't completed the facepalm- facepalming with a sword in hand is never a good idea. He flipped Verdant Penumbra onto his back- the blades magnetized together, the chain slung from left shoulder to right hip so it was on his back- and ran back to the baby.

Thankfully, the baby hadn't moved from its spot in the trees. It was also still crying.

"Shh," Geo said, picking up the baby and beginning to rock it. "I'll protect you."

The baby began to quiet down, and Geo finally looked at the baby. She- at least, Geo assumed it was a she, since it was too cold to unwrap the blanket and check- had bright red hair and wide, green eyes.

"You're pretty," Geo said to the baby. He lightly poked her nose, earning a giggle. Geo shifted his grip on the baby and began to run. He wanted out of the creepy forest now.

It thankfully didn't take too long to get out of the forest- whoever had abandoned the baby hadn't gone far in. Geo exited the forest and found himself on top of a hill that overlooked a sprawling suburban landscape. A quick dash to a nearby street sign marked the city as Kaiteki, on the continent of Mistral.

"Kaiteki, huh?" Geo said. "That means… absolutely nothing to me!"

After that, something compelled Geo to look for something kind of name on the baby's blanket, if only so he could stop mentally referring to it as "the baby." A quick search found the baby's full name in beautifully embroidered lettering.

"So, you're Pyrrha Andreíos Nikos," Geo said.

Walking through Kaiteki was a strange experience for Geo. Most people ignored him, but some looked at him with complete disgust. Pyrrha hadn't thrown up on him or anything- she was actually a well behaved, if quiet, baby- so it wasn't that. So what was it?

After aimlessly wandering around Kaiteki, Geo decided he needed a place to stay for a while. Near the edges of town, he found and inn that proclaimed that Hunters could sleep there for forty lien a night, a mere half of what others paid. Smelling a deal, Geo entered the inn.

The instant Geo walked through the door, he felt eyes on him, as about half the patrons of the bar- of course there was a bar- turned to look at him. Warily, Geo made his way over to the innkeeper, a burly, dark-skinned man.

"Whaddya want?" The innkeeper drawled, an aggressive edge to his voice. He didn't seem drunk, but Geo could smell the innkeeper's foul breath from where he was standing.

"I want to rent a room for one," Geo said.

"Fer how long?"

"One week, and I want a cot for the baby."

"The cot'll cost ya forty lien extra."

"I can take forty extra lien."

"A'right, yer total is six hundred lien."

"Alright," Geo said, reaching for the lien he knew was in his pocket. A thought made him pause. "Six hundred lien? That doesn't add up!"

"Sure it does."

"No, it doesn't! Even with the cot, it should only be three hundred twenty!"

"Nope. Eighty lien a night fer seven nights is five hundred sixty lien, plus forty fer the cot is six hundred lien."

"Excuse me, but the rate for Hunters is forty lien a night."

"Rates are double for Faunus."

Geo bristled. "Fine. Take your damn money."

He slammed the six hundred lien on the table, took the keys, and grabbed a cot from the supply closet.

Geo had gotten Pyrrha somewhat settled down in her cot. Turns out she didn't like being away from Geo for long, so he'd had to coax her into going to sleep. Geo didn't know much about babies (no shit), but he did know enough to know that this was going to be a long night.

Geo was currently about to enter the bathroom. Something the innkeeper had said was bugging him. "Rates are double for Faunus." What the hell was a Faunus?! If Faunuses (Fauni? Fauna?) were that big of a deal, then should've they been in Geo's half-memories. Geo entered the bathroom and turned to look at his reflection.

The second splinter came.

"-less than human-"

"Worthless trash bag!"

"-shouldn't be Faunus Hunters-"

'Humans Only'

"-unfortunately bloody-"

"-White Fang!"

…oh. Right.

Geo had jet black hair that came down to his shoulders. His dark green eyes traced a path over his almost unnaturally pale skin and on to his clothes. He wore a pair of dark blue jeans with a belt around his waist, a few small boxes clipped to the belt. Probably extra ammo. He wore a green hoodie with a black, stylized snarling wolf's head viewed from the left over where his heart was. Plates of armor adorned his shoulders. And, right there on top of his head, were a pair of triangular black ears. Wolf ears, the splinter's new information provided.

That wasn't all for Geo's Faunus traits, though. He sported a long black tail, his canines were larger and sharper than normal, and his memories confirmed that his sight, smell, and hearing were much greater than a normal human's, as well as apparently being able to howl like a wolf, for some odd reason. Geo would try that last one out, but he didn't think anyone would appreciate that.

Geo brushed his teeth with the toiletries provided by the inn, and took a nice long shower to unwind. He had to chuckle to himself. In one day, he'd woken up in a creepy-ass forest with next to no idea who he was, found a baby in said woods, and all but adopted said baby. Not bad for the first full day he could remember.

Once the water began to run cold, Geo got out of the shower. He toweled himself off and pulled on a pair of boxers and the black shirt he'd been wearing under the hoodie. Geo walked out of the bathroom and all but threw himself onto his bed. Geo closed his eyes and let sleep take him away. All too soon, a crying baby changed that.

Seventeen Years Later

Within the prestigious Beacon Academy, the motley crew of teachers, their assistants, nurses, and one headmaster prepared for the Apocalypse: better known as the first day of school. But, it was better (read: worse) this year, because not only were both daughters of Taiyang Xiao Long and the current heiress to the Schnee Dust Company going to be attending, but so was Pyrrha Nikos, whose father apparently was the only known Hunter that Ozpin feared. Of course, that last part was a hoax, but not many people knew that, and those that did milked it for all that it was worth.

Within the office for the Dust Studies professor, a single figure- the professor- sat organizing papers. He wore an unbuttoned dark green sports coat, matching slacks, black penny loafers, and a black dress shirt under his sports coat. Sticking up from his black hair that was streaked with gray, were two wolf ears.

Geo sighed, finally finished organizing his papers. Despite being nigh-vital for Hunters and Huntresses, in order to take the class, the upcoming Hunters and Huntresses and their families had to sign permission forms and release forms. And lucky Professor Rightwater had to sort all of them. As usual, all of the forms were in order, which meant no headaches.

Geo finally filed the last form away under the correct name. He leaned back in his seat to relax, and caught the time. Two minutes until Ozpin's speech. Great.

When the last of the students filed into the auditorium, they were greeted with Beacon's Headmaster, Deputy Headmistress, and Dust Studies Professor.

Geo's eyes quickly found Pyrrha: alone in a crowd of people she clearly didn't know. Geo felt his lips pull down slightly. He understood that it wouldn't be instant friendships, but Geo had hoped that she'd at least make an acquaintance with someone. His train of thought was interrupted by Ozpin.

"I'll… make this brief."

Chapter 1 done! Thanks for reading my story! Please leave a review telling me how you think I did!

With that out of the way, this is massively AU. We don't know for sure, but I know that you know that Pyrrha probably wasn't abandoned in some creepy-ass woods to be picked up by some Faunus who barely knew who he was, but that's what fanfiction's for!

Translations (I used Google Translate so bear with me):

Kaiteki- Japanese for "comfort"

Andreíos- Greek for "valiant"