A/N: Okay everyone! Just for the little heads up, for those who know me, sorry about vanishing for so long. Kinda went through a phase, but for the moment, I'm back. And I'm fulfilling a request!

As the name suggests, these will be trailers, and most of the characters will not be mine. Just doing most for a friend...and because I want to see how my writing is since I haven't done such for so long. To see if I'm still up to snuff.

Tee~Hee!


A curious cherry blossom innocent and adventurous

A jaded grey wanting what was long since lost

A darkening green itching to spread his wings

A blackened king seeking freedom so desired


~Scene 1: Cat Nap~

Age: 7

Stuck in a tree, cat ears twitching, a small girl slept, a shiny glint gleaming between her fingers.

Lying on the branch, she slept. A pleased expression stretching along her lips, as if she had caught the canary within her dreams. Dreams of Tuna and Conquest, a crown on her head, and oblivious to the cries below.

Taking a little cat nap, that she was. After catching a shiny up in the tree's, finding a nice spot on the branch, where she could take a really good nap.

Basking under the gentle rays of the sun, screened by the leaves above, she had stretched her back, closed her eyes, and laid down for a nap. A Cat Nap indeed.

And as she dreamed above, a boy shouted below. Trying to wake a friend, that just wouldn't wake up.

Surrounded by trees and swamps, he couldn't know what to do. He was lost, and didn't know what to do, as he was lead around by the girl napping above.

Where all kinds of dangers lurked, be it in the dense thick leaves, or below in the murky mysterious swamps. He was afraid, so he simply called out. He called out her name, again and again, even as she showed no signs of awakening, from her small little cat nap, a second before ten.

And when he could call out no longer, he grew tired. Thoughts slipping, stomach rumbling, he was idly reminded of a fact. That as he fell asleep, he remembered. That to wake a cat from her nap, a rumbling stomach would do it just in a snap.

And awaken she did, from her little nap. Stomach rumbling, and eyes gleaming with shiny in hand.

Looking down, she eyed the sleeping boy with a innocent blink, before her stomach growled again, and a gasp could be hear.

Leaping down from the branch above, she grasped the ground, and ran on home. Pulling her friend who slept like a log, she idly wondered parting some SWEETS, for the friend who stayed by her for oh so long.

...Nah! NO ONE TOUCHES HER CANDY! SO DECREED THE QUEEN!


~Scene 2: Pink Cat and Mouse~

Age: 9

Eyes moving from side to side, tied down by rope with cheeks filled with sweets. The small girl, just a bit older, planning world domination, was tied to a chair from her recent debacle.

...which just so happened to be nearly clawing the eyes out of the heathen bullying her friend. Momma stopped her just in time, but the fools dared to stand against her so they'll get their punishment in time!

Think they can run, hide from her sight? Well think again, oh frightened little mice. For the kitty will find you, and greet with a smile. A rather catty smile, with sharpened and deadly claws.

Run little mice, run. Run as far as you can. For when the cat comes to chase, they'll need all the time to pray. Because really, the kitty'll come to play!

Pop!

A marshmallow bounced off her head, interrupting her innocent plans of genocide. And snapping her head forward, the treat had been swallowed.

A pleasing grin stretching along her lips, a pleasurable taste of the sweets oh desired. But then a glare brought her back, lips curling nervously as her momma eyed her from ahead.

With slit like golden eyes, she stared. Brows raised in knowing judgment, unamused, and unquestioning. Knitting needles in hand, sharpened and poised, with pink thread on her lap, enchanted and tempting, as it twitched back and forth.

After seconds ticked into minutes, her momma returned back to knitting, and the little girl breathed a sigh in relief. Papa may be strong, but Momma is the boss.

Reason why she hadn't tried to escape yet, considering it'd be futile in the end.

But as the minutes turned into an hour, the little girl had fallen asleep. No longer tied to the chair, but hugging something fluffy in her sleep.

Warm and fluffy, that's what it was. With her momma sitting by her side, stroking her hair. "Such a strong-willed child I have. So filled with innocence and curiosity." She eyed the scarf in her arms, pink and long, to the emblem at the end, with a smile small yet strong. "Even faced with those twice her size, she's more stubborn than her father."

Patting her head, fingers brushing against the little girls ears, Momma nodded, before giving her a good night kiss. "You were brave to protect your friend like that." And with that, she walked out of the room, clicking the door shut.

And thus, the little girl dreamed.

Run little mice, run little mice, run all you can. The kitty's gonna come, with her claws as sharp as ever, and stomach just waiting to be filled. Run little mice, run little mice, run all you can. Cause the kitty's ready to play. To devour each and every mouse, who dared to steal eat her snack.

Run little mice, run little mice, run as far as you can. Cause the kitty'll catch you, with an empty stomach wanting to be filled, and a claw sharpened for every thieving little mouse, who dared to steal her candy.


~Scene 3: Bounty Hunter~

Age: 11

Older than before, yet not by much, the little kitten was delighted to see her papa home once more.

Papa was a Bounty Hunter, you see? He wandered all throughout Remnant, hunting for those running from the laws. Criminals that had to be brought to justice.

It was an important job, her Papa had said. That even with Huntsman being so powerful and brave, there were few in between. Always on the lookout within the borders, keeping them all safe from the Grimm.

It was a dangerous job, being a Huntsman. But there were little who could focus on the dangers that came from directions besides the Grimm. Be it the organization called the White Fang, to thieves and murderers who used that to their advantage. And even each other.

And as a Bounty Hunter, Papa's job was to catch those criminals and take them to justice.

When she asked why he does it? He told her that it's because he wanted to help ease the Huntsmen's burden, no matter how little it may have been, for keeping the safe from the likes of the Grimm. For keeping his family safe.

...the fact that he was getting paid to do it also helped.

She didn't really understand much of what he had said, but as she listened to her Papa's tales and stories of his journeys. Of the sights he's seen, and the Bounties he's collected, she couldn't help but think.

She had decided on what she wanted to be.


~Scene 4: Sanctum~

Age: 13

And then the little kitty, turned into a cat. A young cat none the less, as she sat along the side of her roof, arms to her side, and legs dangling freely over the edge, cheeks puffed out in displeasure.

Even staring out into the local swampy woods didn't do much to brighten her mood.

But as her nose twitched, a line of drool trailed down the corner of her lips. The scent of Smoked Salmon playing with her senses as she struggled to not turn around. Proclaiming that the queen is not one to be tempted.

Three seconds later, she was happily chewing on the heavenly delicacy, hands pressed against her cheeks.

Blinking out of her pleasurable haze, she felt a hand stroking against her head, and she pouted. Pulling at her knees close, hugging them tight. "Why doesn't Papa want to take me with him anymore?"

Besides her, Mother staring off into the swampy woods, she stared. "Where exactly do you want him to take you?" She asked.

"Wherever he goes!" The little kitten, Sakura stated with a huff. "He always took me from time to time on his Bounties, but not anymore." It wasn't fair. Papa even said she was even stronger than he was at her age!

Keeping quiet for the moment, letting her daughter stew it out, she turned to face Sakura with a disconcerting stare. A stare that kinda creeped the young kitten out a bit, with how her mother's not-blinking-cat-eyes-like-stare and all that.

After a couple moments, she blinked when her momma began to laugh. "...Mom? You're not going crazy on me now, are you?" She was bopped on the head for that.

"No I'm not, Sakura." Her mother retorted, laughter dying down to mere chuckles. "And its rude to say that to people right at their faces too." She scolded down with a look.

Blinking, ears flattening against her skull, Sakura nodded with a meep.

Nodding at that response, Kuroka smiled. "You know how your fathers been taking on quite a number of Bounties, right? Big ones at that?" Seeing her daughter nod, albeit hesitantly, she continued. "Well, there's a reason for all that. And the reason he's not taking you with him much anymore is because he wants to get something prepared as fast as he can."

Blinking, looking up in curiosity, Sakura's ears twitched. "...is it better than a castle filled with candy?" She asked, heart nearly cracking inside at spewing out such blasphemous words.

A chesire grin was her only response. "Just wait for your father to come clean, and you'll decide that for yourself as to whether it's better than a castle filled with sweets."

And so she waited.

The little kitten waited, and waited, and waited. And when the time came, she found that it wasn't better than a castle filled with sweets.

But it came oh so close. And really, if it wasn't for her Mother's suggestion, she wouldn't have gone.

She was going to Sanctum Academy.


~Scene 5: Recollection~

Age: 15

These past two years had been, exhausting, to say the least.

Nearly year after enrolling in Sanctum, Momma fell ill. If that was it, everything would have been fine in a couple days.

...but it wasn't.

It started slow. With some random shivers that made her tremble at times. Even when the sun was boiling, she shivered. But really, it wasn't just the sun that was seething.

Everyone thought that it was just a simple fever, and that with rest, it would. And it did, only to be replaced with growing coughs and muscle pains soon after. And with Papa being away most of the time, and Sakura's spending her's in school, they didn't really see how weak Mama had gotten when it was too late.

And while she was at school, Mama had already collapsed, and had been found by a neighborhood friend.

While she was rushed to the hospital, she just got out of school. And it wasn't until she got home, did a call arrive.

...Papa arrived home soon after. And as the days passed, she just kept getting weaker and weaker. She just kept getting paler and paler. Her cheeks thinning, and the color of her hair fading. It wasn't until she was confined to bed, did her condition stabilize.

Only at the moment, the doctors had said. Her condition had been stabilized only for the moment, and that they don't know as to whether she'll get better, or worse.

Sakura didn't want to hear that. She needed to hear it, but she didn't want to listen, nor accept the fact that she might get worse.

...so she didn't.

She didn't, and simply told herself that Momma was going to get better. That she wasn't going to get worse. That she wasn't going to take a long nap anything soon.

...That she wouldn't leave.

When she left for home that night, at her Papa's words, a thought had occurred.

That time, their house. Their home had never looked so empty as it did at that moment.

Little Kitty, Little Kitty, what will happen now?

Once there was three, usually there are two, but now there is only one.

Little Kitty, Little Kitty, what do you see?

In an empty house silent as it can really be?

When you look left, you see an empty bedroom.

When you look right, you see an empty kitchen

Look outside, all you see are woods.

Trees and swamps alike under the brightly shining sun.

Darkness and danger everywhere within the moon-filled rays.

Little Kitty, Little Kitty, what will you do?

With the three turned to two, and the two into one.

Little Kitty, Little Kitty, what is it you can do?

A poem she recalled from a personal favorite of hers, "A Kitten in the Swamp."

It was something her mother would read to her when she had been younger. It had a catchy tune to her, and really, she thought it was a story about her at the time.

After all, she was literally a kitten in the swamp.

Thinking on it, she grinned, ears twitching in response.

And back then, upon opening the doors to her empty home, it had been fitting.

Thankfully it's not like that anymore. As after some treatment, and rest, her mother began to recover.

And that was when she decided to drop out of Sanctum, a full year after she had enrolled in order to take care of her recovering mother.

...wasn't that big of a loss anyway. Sanctum was just taking too much of her Sweets, Nap, Sun-bathing, Reading, Sweets, Sweets, Naps, and Exploration Time. And did she forget to mention Sweets Time? Because that's the important one.

Anyway, point is, she got more relaxation time by dropping out. Because now instead of studying for tests and all that, she can now focus on everything previously mentioned, along with helping out with her mother's recovery at the same time.

And with Papa coming home a lot more often, the house has been feeling fuller than before.

Grin widening, a joyous flush on her cheeks, Sakura stretched along the roof with a enjoyable twitch of her ears.

She's gotten more training from him because of that, and even learned how to construct her own weapon. It was touch and go a couple times, and learning how to blacksmith took away too much Nap and Sweets Time, but in the end. It was worth it to see something she made fit so...rightfully in her hands.

What's more, her mother had just about recovered enough to move around the house, so showing it to her would be something of a pet project of hers.

Still a bit unused to actually using a weapon, and going along with Papa on his Bounty Hunts helped in the experience department, so it was only a matter of time until she gave her Momma and Papa the show of a lifetime. Filled with Sweets, Adventure, Acrobatics, and most importantly, the Neko Queen of Awesomeness herself!

...but for the moment, its cookie time!


~Scene 6: Beacon Academy~

Age: 17

To become stronger. To get better at what she wanted to do. And to taste the adventure of a lifetime that's teasing her tongue, always escaping at a moment's notice just as she was about to bite...YOU WILL NOT ESCAPE THE NEKO QUEEN!

But enough about that. She would have been fine becoming a Bounty Hunter like her Papa, but a suggestion from both of them took her thoughts to a different path.

A sugar-coated path! And honestly, the option was given to her, not that the answer was an expected one.

...or maybe it was, when you consider her answer.

I'M THE QUEEN OF THE CASTLE!

(Several Hundred's of Miles Away)

Head snapping up, a considering hue glinting in his eyes, a male teen hummed. "...There has been a disturbance in the force of that which is my Dominion." Tilting his head to the side, his grin widened into a cackling grin, scaring off all wild-life within the vicinity.

"Someone thinks they can usurp my decision at taking that castle as my own do they?" Eyes glinting madly at the challenge, he grinned. "Well they can damn well try!"

(Back with Sakura)

"CHALLENGE ACCEPTED KNAVE!" Sakura shouted off randomly into the distance, for whatever reason beyond her, gaining the eyes of everyone around her.


A/N: And that's the first of the eight trailers! Sorry for those who expected action, but really...really...what was I going to say again?

...Tee~Hee!