New idea's coming to mind, just got to get it out of my head.

RWBY - Dark Descent

"Come on! Get him he's only one guy!"

"How is he still fighting? He's a monster! A demon."

"No one can take that many hits and still be alive!"

Leaning against a wall was a teenager that was covered in his own blood that was dripping off his forehead where they had struck him and he holding his right should before a loud pop was heard.

"Well come on, this is what you all wanted." He said to them as this voice whispered into his ear.

"You have shamed this family for the last time. How can you believe that you can do anything when everything you try you fail at? You can't do anything so don't even try anymore. As far as I know, I have no son."

"Just finish him off!" One of the teens shouted.

Feeling angry all of a sudden, he pushed off the wall slowly walking towards the remaining teen's not caring if his vision was starting to blur, "You assholes picked the wrong day to mess with me." He whispered under his breath as he started to pick up speed while pulling his fist back and striking one of the guys across the face.

"You not even a member of this household anymore. You have till the end of the week to gather your things and leave or else."

"If you don't have the cash then you don't have a place to live."

"Hey new guy, how about you come join me and my friends for lunch. Got something cool to show ya."

"Call it self-defense but putting not one but three students in the hospital, this will not be overlooked young man."

"Because of your constant fighting, you are suspended until further notice. And you should count yourself lucky since no one was really hurt in that fight of yours. Now, use your time off to reflect on your actions and in two weeks' time I will see you again."

His had was clenching a fallen teens head in his hand as he stalked closer to the last of the group that had confronted him, "So, this is what you call getting me back? Coming at me with a group of your friends and beating me down while my back was turned," He spat out a wad of blood that had gathered in his mouth while squeezing the guy's head making him cry out before he tossed him towards his friends, "Take your friend and leave. I won't show the same curtesy the next time."

He watched them grab their fallen friend and run off to who knows where.

Taking a deep breath, he shuffled back before placing himself against a wall and slumping down to the ground while holding his arm.

"I shouldn't have let them go. Those bastards really did a number on me." He sat there and looked up into the sky, the moon was full tonight. The stars were hardly showing thanks to the all of the city lights.

"Getting sleepy…" He mumbled to himself as he noticed the corner of his eyes slowly beginning to darken.

My name is Emil Brunestud, or it was. My family isn't what you would call normal, we are descents of some powerful person that held a lot of influence back hundreds of years ago and my family has had their nose held in the air for generations. Having things given to them, they grew fat with greed and spiteful of others.

My father was the head of family, and despite me being the first born child who was supposed to take the title from him when I reached of age, he disowned me for being as he put, lesser then what a family head should be.

I was more kind, and peaceful. I grew up much like my mother wanted me to be, a kind and caring person. Which was the opposite of what my father wanted, he wanted me to be strong, fearless to never back down.

And because of this I was pushed around a lot as a child, being bullied by others. And when I asked for help from my father silenced my mother, she started to ignored me while he told me that I was a Brunestud, I fight my own battles.

So I did, and from that day forth I had fought alone. I stood up for myself and what did it get me. My father look of shame, and the fighting didn't stop there. More and more people came to find me, with each person I fought against and beat, the cycle of hatred continued and another took their place until that day 1 year ago.

My parents had trouble with me, and me being the only male born of the family they had to deal with me and my problems. I became the black sheep, and word from my relatives was that they wanted me out.

And they got what they wanted when my youngest brother was born.

He was still a baby when they gave the title to him, he didn't even know how to go to the bathroom alone let alone be the head of a family.

But that didn't discourage from accepting what was happening. What got me was the fact that my own father in front of our entire family disowned me and left me with nothing. I was an outcast with no one to help me or be there for me.

My sister was though, Valentine. She was sweet and she was always there to comfort me. She was two years older than me when I was thrown to the curb and helped me find a place to stay and for better words.

She saved me. I was only 15 years old going on 16 with a bad rep with a school that kicked me out because I was no longer a Brunestud, they were happy to get rid of me and so was any other school since my bastard of a father took to spreading the word for teachers or anyone in general to ignore me or fail me.

But as time went on, I learned to live with myself. How to adapt, that was the one thing I needed to do if I was going to survive on my own.

Valentine was sent away to boarding school somewhere in the UK so I was alone to fend for myself. And it was hard, but I persevered and managed to make a new life. But it made me sad knowing that she wasn't going to be there anymore for me. But I needed to grow up, I was independent now.

I worked at this restaurant as a waiter and made a decent check, got this small one bedroom apartment in some run down building but it was fine.

Until today, these guys that had been after me since I transferred in had finally taken the next step into getting revenge against me.

They came at me from behind, hitting me over the head with something before beating me down. But I managed to fend them off and get on my two feet to fight them. They hurt, I was hurt, all the pain it was unbearable but I stood victorious against them.

It was something I hated about myself, but at the same time, it saved me. My father forced me to take lesson to grow up stronger. He forced the teachers to beat the lessons into me, that's how I learned to patch myself up and such things to provide first aid to myself.

But all those lessen molded me into who I was today.

And this is where it all led me, bleeding out in the middle of an alley in the middle of the night.

Didn't think I would go out like this, alone with no one caring about where I was or how I was doing. Just myself…

"Do you wish to live?"

Emil heard this voice say to him as he opened his eyes to find a man standing before him. He stood tall, towering over Emil who was still slumped against the wall.

"What?" He asked confused as to what he had just asked him.

The man just gave a short laugh before holding out his hand that had this strange glowing orb. It was giving off this strange otherworldly glow of black mist.

"You're dying, you know that don't you." He said as Emil didn't know who this guy was but he knew he was right. He had taken to many hits with objects. His head was bleeding and his arm was broken, his ribs fractured and he was pretty sure he was stabbed somewhere in his backside.

"So what if I am."

The man laughed rather obnoxiously, "Someone that doesn't fear death eh?"

"That someone doesn't care." Emil said, "If I die now no one will mess me when I'm gone. So what does it matter."

"That's not something nice to say. But then again who am I to question what someone beliefs are?"

Emil started to question whether this was really happening or was he just sleeping. But the pain in body said that this was all happening.

"And what about you?" Emil asked the man, "Do you normally go around asking dying people if they want to live?"

The man grinned, "Just a special few. So the deal still stands, if you wish to live just take hold of this." He said holding out the orb once more.

"What happens if I do?" This made the man's grin grow.

"Let's just call this a game of chance. Like flipping a coin, on one side you could live or you could die. But either way you die so why not take a chance?" The man told Emil who was realized it was starting to get a little hard to breath.

"No matter what I choose I'm dead already." He said look at the orb before he grasped it in his hand and nothing happened.

Looking questionably at the orb it was warm, but there was nothing special about it, "Just what is this thing supposed to-!"

Emil stopped midsentence as he felt this sharp pain rushing through his hand up his arm and around this body. It felt like someone was stabbing him repeatedly with burning hot needles over every inch of his body.

He tried to let go of the orb but it was burning into his hand, he tried his best to hold back the pain but it was searing into his skin. He bit his tongue as he felt the burning pain cover his back while it moved over the parts where his body was hurting.

This black mist started to encircle his right hand forming these strange markings that were being etched into his skin, while the same thing was happening to his other hand.

"This is strange," Looking back down Emil saw the man from before standing near him just watching, "This is the first time I have seen it do this, truly it is a marvel in its own. You should count yourself lucky kid. The orb seems to of taken a likening to you and its chose to save your life. But power comes at a price, so…"

He held his hand out as this long silver sword appeared in his hand and without a moment's hesitation he impaled Emil right through the chest as his body was embedded into the wall behind him as this mixture of white and black light appeared at the end of the sword.

The man looked at the two lights and just laughed, "This is interesting, you're really something else you know that. Since you lived I should tell you that you're mixed with something strange. Atleast part of you isn't human. But that's all I'm going to say for now." He said as Emil felt angry towards this guy, he was doing something to him but the pain was starting to become too much for him to bare and before he could say another thing, his head slumped down and he lost consciousness.

The man stood there laughing as he snapped his finger and the sword disappeared from Emil's body.

"I wonder, he said he didn't have anyone that cares for him in this world…" The man gained another grin as he reached into his inner pocket and pulled out this small pouch. He opened it up and looked inside before nodding in satisfaction before taking out this gem stone that was glowing in a rainbow of colors, "You'll thank me for this one day kid, or not." He said as he smashed the gem just over Emil's body as this cloud of dust slowly covered his body as this vortex appeared and swallowed him whole, leaving nothing behind.

The man looked down at the spot where Emil once was and just smirked he as walked straight towards the wall as this portal appeared as he walked straight into it with a single care in the world.

And for Emil, his whole world was about to change.

Just a little something I want to work on since the idea has been floating around in my head for a while now. Look forwards to more coming soon.