The Assassin
A simple tailing job. Thats was all Sam had to do. Tail the terrorist Roman Torchwick, wait till he neared a troubled part of town, jump him, and get get as much information about what he's been up to as possible.
A simple job made complicated by the location. A bar, one Sam has paid many a visit to when the owner, Junior, had some intel for a job she needed to do. Seems the club owner and information broker sold her out.
And trying to find Roman was proving to be a pain. His white coat let him blend into the crowd easy. She almost missed him, if it wasn't for the blond walking up to Junior, making Torchwick to run it seemed. This may be worth losing that cane-toting asshole. Sam thought to herself as she watched the blond. The blonde had a large mane, going down to her waist, helping to cover her back, as her short skirt didn't do that job very well.
Watching the blond talk to Junior, before grabbing him by the balls, making look like they would kiss and make up, and then punching him across the room left a smirk on Sam's face. seeing the man that more than like sold out her family get knocked across his club felt like poetic justice to Sam.
Continuing to watch this blond brawler beat down a decent chunk of Junior's goons, Sam figured she made the right choice in staying and watching the beatdown below. If anything, it raised the assassin's spirits. She hadn't seen a good beatdown in ages.
Moving from her perch in front of a window on the second story, Sam watched as Blondie fought against a pair of twin, both wearing matching outfits, except for the color. Red was using claws, while White used blades attached to her boot heels. Who the hell thought that was a smart weapon design? Sam thought as Blondie wiped the floor with Red, and White not long after.
By this point, Junior had gotten back up, a baseball bat in hand. It caught Sam off-guard that he had a bazooka as it's secondary, and that it had what looked to be a MIRV function, if the multiple missiles it launched at one indicated.
The blonde paid the missiles no mind, dodging and weave through them, landing another blow on the information broker. he went flying, this time getting up with his weapon broken, and a bit of the blonde's hair in hand.
Sam saw the eyes go from illiac to red in a flash, followed by a flaring of flames from the blonde, before she punched the club owner out the window Sam had been standing in front of earlier. walking over to the window, Sam saw the blonde talk to a girl in a red cloak, before both walked off.
jumping down from the window, Sam had a grin that could rival the Cheshire Cat. She added a roll to minimize the force, and to add a bit of flare to her entrance. If she was going to kill Junior, she wanted him to remember who did it as he went to the afterlife.
"See Junior, a blonde wrecks your club, and I get to kill you for selling my family out. Now, any last words." She asked him, giving him at least that common courtesy.
"I didn't sell them out, I swear. It was one of the other broker your family dealt with." Junior said, panicked, even in his dazed state.
"Well, you see, we only dealt with you for any important information. No one else. So, by that, it only leaves you as the one to rat us out. Goodbye Junior." Sam said as she popped out her right hidden blade, Alpha, and stabbed him in the throat. "Rest in Peace." she said, getting up and walking off.
She could hear the sirens, but by the time they got there, Sam would be long gone, and Junior would be well past dead. Another death added to the Violet death, the name the Vale Police gave to her when they caught sight of her aura as she ran from a finished fight.
Walking back to her safe-house, Sam grabbed a piece of paper, and started to fill it out. It was time for a career change. Her time at Signal was over anyway, and it was time to step out of the dark, and into the Beacon's light..
Violet like shadows guides they way and is the last to go
Enter the Assassin, and embrace the dark, for it can hide the greatest evils, but also the greatest of goods, for nothing is truly black and white, but is all shades of gray.
The Assassin
Name: Samantha Mercer
Nickname: Sammy, Mercer, Sam, the Violet Death to some
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Height: 5'7"
Hair color/style: Jet black, with the tips dyed a light purple color
eye color: violet
skin tone: pale, very pale. almost makes you wonder if she albino thats how pale she is
Color designation: Violet
Weapons: Spring Action Dual Hidden Blade Gauntlets(SADHG) and her Aura Dust Combo Energy Sword(ADCES). The SADHG act in a manner similar to the hidden blades from Assassin's Creed. the gauntlet portion mecha-shift into round shields on top, allowing for defensive use. they are purple, and named Alpha on the right, Omega on the left
The ADCES is the RWBY-verse equivalent to the Energy Sword from Halo. It has the same shape, with the handle housing the Dust crystal, and the bladed portions, as they fold into the hilt/handle. The blades have the same curve as its inspiration. The blade when activated will glow the color of the crystal inserted, or the color of the users Aura if a crystal is not available. It is named Vadme
Abilities/Skills: has the Semblance of Invisibility, allowing for sneak attacks on most targets. Is a master with the SADHGs and ADCES. is trained for stealth over open combat. is able to get out of a tight spot very easily. has a rather large Aura pool, allowing for extended Semblance use. Is a master Assassin, and will use skills as such.
Appearance: Sammy is lean and has the body of a runner. One being her combat gear, which is black cargo pants, violet boots that don't make much sound, and a violet hoodie, with the hood having a small dip, allowing for it to cast shadows on her face, and open sleeves. under the hood is armor plating, lightweight yet able to take quite a few hits. plates are over all vital areas. She has a nicely filled figure for her age, and her clothes aren't the most revealing, so it leaves a bit to the imagination. Tattooed on her back is her family crest, a stylized tear(or blood) drop with two extra curves outside it.
Bio: Samantha Mercer was born into one of the few remaining Assassin families left in Remnant. it was in this family that she learned of her ancestry, and how, they too fight the Grimm, but also the corruption of humanity from within. It was a painful, and lonely childhood, but Sammy was one that was forged in the fires of combat, constant training, and assassination.
It wasn't until she was almost done at Signal that she was truly left alone. Her family was killed, but what she wasn't sure. it looked like Grimm, but the Mercer family had many enemies, the White Fang one of them. Sammy isn't sure if it was the Fang or Grimm, but is willing to take down either or. She does know they were sold out, and only one information broke could give them up...
Personality: Is calm, and some would say ruthless in a fight, others would say she's a demon when fighting. Sammy says she patient and waits for her opponent, then destroys them. so, just a tab bit cocky, and is very adaptable to a situation. isn't bothered by much, but bringing up her past is a good way to get hospitalized.
AN: So, I've pimped out my team a few times to other writers when they need characters, And i figured its about time I wrote their own story. So, here it is. and yes, for all four members, they will have a tie to each member of RWBY, some more solid then others.