Random thought while watching RWBY of my own character going through the story. This is my crazy ass result.

Chapter 1: Victor

A man sat on the bench on an air ship bound for Beacon, well maybe 'man' is the wrong word, since Victor was barely eighteen. He had spikey brown hair and was just long enough to spike. He wore a silver mask that covered every bit of skin on his face except for his ears. His brown eyes showed through the slits in the mask and observed everyone in the air ship. His shirt was black and long sleeved with something no one had ever seen on shirt before; bones.

They looked like finger bones and there were five of them. Large enough to go from his shoulders, down his forearms and stopped at his wrists. Another went down the front to his belt line and two went from his shoulders, down his back and stopped at his belt line. Smaller bones filled in the chest area and part of the back. The bones looked like they belonged to a massive clawed creature.

He wore jeans that were originally blue, but now were nearly black with dirt and the blood of monsters. That was a reason that for Victor to attend Beacon, become a hunter, along with other reasons. He reached back and touched his custom weapon, Draco's Bane. It worked like an M-240 (heavy machine gun, for those who are not gun savvy) with an assault pack (200 rounds). He could change it into a large axe with the flip of a switch, extending the barrel and twin blades popping out.

He designed it himself and used it to cut hundreds of monsters down. He looked around the ship and observed the occupants. One of them ran over to a trash can and proceeded to throw up. "I hope I'm not stuck with him." Victor groaned in his head. Victor expected to be dealing with a mess of people straight out a beginner's school, no real combat experience.

He figured he would be carrying a team, which he was perfectly fine with. He had a TON of pent up anger he normally got out when he fought monsters. A girl sat down next to him and smiled. She had white hair that reached her shoulders and, Victor had to admit, beautiful bronze skin. Her eyes were green and she had a skinny figure.

"Hi, my name is Kaylee-Ann," she introduced "but my friends normally call me Kay, or KayKay, or Madam Talks A Lot. I really go by any of those or anything you can come up with. A lot of people call me a lot of different things, so I really just go by anything." Victor held up a finger and replied "You. Talk. Way. Too. Much. My name is Victor, if you want to know."

"Oh! I'm sorry about that. I just go off on a talking spree when I get started and when I get started I just can't stop. I just go on and on and on and on for a long time with no real end in sight. I mean I don't do it on purpose I just can't stop talking! I just keep talking and talking and talking until it seems that I'm not even on the same subject I even started on. I just…"

"I get it. You talk a lot. I've already noticed that you do."

"Sorry. I just get carried away sometimes. So why are you going to beacon? I know it's to become a hunter because why else would you go to beacon other than to become a hunter? I came to be a huntress, obviously, but I wanna be a great huntress! Like one of the best in the world because that would be so badass! I just get such a rush when it comes to hunting monsters down. I guess that it is because you put your life on the line or what I just feel so amazing when I hunt monsters…"

Victor felt that he would have to get her to stop talking a lot since she just seemed to open up to him. "I joined to hunt monsters too." Victor proclaimed.

"That is so cool! Isn't amazing to hunt monsters? I think it is just awesome! I bet you are really awesome at hunting monsters. I mean, just look at you! You are the size of a Beowulf and could probably wrestle one to the ground!"

Victor stopped her again and proclaimed "Yes. I'm good at hunting monsters, but I don't plan on wrestling a Beowulf to the ground."

"Do you think I talk a lot?"

"Yes. You talk a lot."

"Sorry. You don't have to listen to me all the time, but at least pretend to listen to me."

Victor chuckled and agreed "Sure. I think we can work that out." Kaylee squealed and started talking again, but Victor was starting to learn how to tune her out. He saw a holo screen with a man in a white suit and red hair in a prison photo. Victor only heard the name Torchwood through Kaylee's endless jabber. The screen vanished and a blonde haired woman appeared. "Welcome to Beacon." She proclaimed.

Victor stood up as the air ship flew closer to the school. Victor was a large guy, standing nearly two feet over every other person. He looked down on Kaylee, whose mouth was agape. "You are seriously huge!" She proclaimed. "How have you not wrestled a Beowulf yet? You might even be able to wrestle an Ursa to the ground! You are probably really strong!" Victor laughed and replied "Haven't wrestled and Ursa, but I did stop a Bristleback spin with my bare hands."

"Really?"

"Not really. It was a joke. Let's get going. We have a new school to see friend."

"You think we're friends!"

"Once I learn how to tune you out, we'll be the best of friends."

Kaylee squealed again and the two walked off the air ship towards their new school.