*A portal opens and three figures fall out*

RedDragon: Get off me! (Throws the others off him)

AssassinK: Are you alive Sage?

Sage Wolf: Yep, just need to rest.

AssassinK: (quietly) I'll make sure you're dead next time.

Sage Wolf: What?

AssassinK: Nothing.

RedDragon: Well the others are dead.

Sage Wolf: That's bad…

AssassinK: Their sacrifices shall not be in vain…

RedDragon: Well, at least that eldritch abomination is dead.

Sage Wolf: And we're back at base.

RedDragon: Well, time for a new story!

AssassinK: What's on the docket this time?

RedDragon: RWBY and Seven Deadly Sins.

Sage Wolf: Well considering LAVM is dead…

AssassinK: Not it on disclaimer!

Sage Wolf: Not it!

RedDragon: Not- SHIT! You assholes suck, you know that?

AssassinK: Ha!

RedDragon: The Leagueofextraordinarywriters does not own RWBY or Seven Deadly Sins. They belong to their official owners, please support the official release.

ALBO: Sins of Remnant

Ch.1: The Awaken King

Vale at night was a beautiful sight, like it was during the day. The roads and buildings became illuminated by the soft glow of street lamps as the night began in full swing. Some people were returning home after a long day of work, while others were beginning their after-hours fun.

A young man walked down the streets of Vale, his destination in mind. The light of the street lamps cascaded through his messy, amber hair. A long cowlick fell over the right side of his face and shook slightly with each step. His violet eyes were full of youthful optimism and yet, one could see a hidden sadness in them.

As he made his way to his destination, many people had to stop and look as he passed. It was not his physical features that drew their gaze, but his outfit that almost seemed old fashioned. He wore a white, form fitting coat with the left side buttoned over the right. The edges of the coat were trimmed with blue fabric. The seven gold buttons of the coat were placed on the left arms of seven crosses made from the same blue fabric as the trim. He also wore black pants held in place by a brown leather belt with a gold square buckle. The pants led into golden armored boots made of multiple pieces. His shoulders were covered by gold, rounded pauldrons. Around his neck was a white cape that fluttered in the slight breeze. On his left hip was a sword with a gold, cross shaped guard, a handle covered in red fabric and a gold, cross shaped pommel in a blue and gold sheath.

The young man, though he did not see himself as a man yet, continued to walk until he reached his destination. Turning, the boy looked upon the sign of the store he reached, From Dust Till Dawn. The boy opened the shop's door, a bell hung above rang out, alerting the old shopkeep behind the counter to the boy's presence. The man smiled upon seeing the boy with squinted eyes. "Ah, Arthur! It's good to see you again!" the man said to the boy, now named Arthur. Arthur, now that was a name that will be remembered, but for what reasons?

"It's good to see you too Alfred!" Arthur said happily. The shopkeeper, Alfred chuckled at the boy's tone. He then pointed over his shoulder. "Your usual order is in the back, next to the magazine rack." Alfred said to Arthur. Arthur looked around, seeing no one else in the shop. "Slow day again?" Arthur asked curiously. "Yeah, a string of robberies has everyone spooked. People are scared to be in a shop that might get robbed." Alfred replied to Arthur. "Why would they be scared to come here?" the boy asked. Alfred sighed and replied back, "That's the thing, all the places robbed were Dust shops." Arthur stopped for a few seconds, before walking to the back once again. The shopkeeper's face hardened as he caught the sight of Arthur's clenched fist.

As Arthur reached the back, he saw the Dust he was looking for. But unfortunately, it was blocked by a person in a red hooded cloak. The person was smaller than Arthur even though he only stood at 5'7". Arthur sighed before walking up and tapped the person on the shoulder. Turning around, it was revealed that the person was a girl. She looked back at Arthur with questioning silver eyes. 'Beautiful. Divine.' was all that Arthur could think as a faint blush painted his cheeks. Realizing he was staring, Arthur blushed harder, and looked away, scratching the back of his head. The girl, still staring at Arthur, pulled the headphones from her ears and asked, "Can I help you?"

Realizing that the girl asked him a question, Arthur looked back at her and said, "I need the Dust behind you." Looking over her shoulder, the girl saw the Dust Arthur was talking about. Stepping aside, the girl returned to her magazine. Sighing, Arthur went to the shelf the Dust was at. 'Guess Dad was wrong about me and girls' Arthur thought to himself remembering the advice his father had given him about talking to them. 'I'm pretty sure a poem isn't gonna help me here, and that only works on Mom,' Arthur thought, remembering the stories of his father's, unique, romantic gestures. Arthur was brought out of his mental ramblings with the bell of the shop ringing again. Arthur would have paid no mind to it, but what he heard next froze him.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a Dust shop open this late?" the sentence was punctuated by a whirring sound, like that from a Dust powered firearm. Arthur eyes widened and turned as he heard Alfred beg, "Please, just take my lien and leave." Arthur's eyes became set and his body adapted a combat ready posture. The sleeves of his coat and legs of his pants tightened around tensing muscles. Quietly, the young boy walked slowly to the end of the aisle and looked around seeing men in black with red trim suits collecting Dust from the shop. But what he heard next, made his heart momentarily stop. It was the muffled sound of music coming from the girl's headphones as she was unaware of what was happening.

'Not good.' Arthur thought to himself as he crouched to stay out of the sight of the thieves. The robber looked to the girl and pointed his sword at her. "Alright kid, put your hands where I can see 'em!" he growled out angrily. After a few seconds of her not responding, the robber walked over to her, "Hey, I said hands in the air! Hey, you got a death wish or somethin'?" the robber asked as he grabbed her shoulder. She turned around quickly, causing her hood to fall and reveal her black hair that faded into red at the tips. The girl took off her head phones after the robber pointed angrily at his ear.

"Yes?" the girl asked. Arthur tensed, his right hand instinctively reaching for his sword. "I said, put your hands in the air, now!" the robber repeated, getting more agitated. "Are you, robbing me?" the girl asked. Every muscle in Arthur's body tightened at her question. "Yes!" the robber responded, now very annoyed. "Oh!" was the only response from the girl. But before Arthur could do anything the unexpected happened. "Hey" was all the robber could get out as he was kicked out the store's door. 'Wow' was all Arthur could mentally say, he never expected to see that. Another robber came rushing to the back, but was met with a similar fate as he flew out the window, this time the girl following.

The gang of robbers and their white suited, black bowler hat-wearing ringleader watched as the girl stood up over their fallen comrade as a large mechanical scythe unfolded in her hand. The girl smirked before she twirled her weapon around and stabbed it into the asphalt under her, turning off her headphones when she was done. "Okay," the ringleader said, unimpressed by what was in front of him. "Get her," the mooks did as they were told as four rushed at her, but were soon quickly demolished by her skill. Unimpeded five more rushed out from the edges of the shop where they were posted as guards. Two fired wildly at the girl, drawing her concentration as three leapt at her with their red blades when they saw she was distracted.

The girl looked up and saw that the three goons were coming at her too fast to do anything as if she moved, it would be into the path of the other two's gunfire. 'Not good' the girl squeaked out in her head. But a flash of gold and white rushed in front of her and the next second, the three sword wielding goons were on the floor. Their blades were cut in half and all of the henchmen had a horizontal cut in their suits. The girl quickly focused on the blur and saw that it was Arthur with his right arm stretched out to his side and his sword unsheathed in his right hand revealing the silver like shine of the blade and that it concaved slightly before the tip. Arthur quickly zeroed in on the last two and charged the left most on.

The two mooks fired at him, but Arthur kept dodging side to side to avoid the fire and reached his target. He swung his blade upwards and sliced the gun in two, causing the henchman to let it go before grabbing his sword with both hands and cut the robber diagonally from left shoulder to right hip. Arthur quickly looked over his shoulder before back flipping to avoid more gun fire. He landed by the last robber and spun around, slicing both weapon and wielder like he did with the others. Looking on at this, the white suited leader sighed after seeing all of his goons fall. "You were worth every cent, truly you were."

The ringleader's eye traveled back and forth between Arthur and the girl. Arthur hardened his gaze back at the criminal, his sword still tightly held in his hand. "Well Red and Gold" the thief said, addressing Arthur and the girl. "I think we can all say it's been an eventful evening," the white suited man dropping his cigar on the ground before stomping it out with his cane. "And as much as I'd love to stick around," the thief raised his cane, the base flipping up to reveal it was also a gun. "I'm afraid this, is where we part ways." was the criminal's callous statement as he aimed his weapon at the girl. Arthur's eyes widened, and before the shot fired, he grabbed the girl and dived out of the way.

When the dust cleared, Arthur was crouched on the ground, the girl under him and his white cape slightly singed. Looking over his shoulder, Arthur sighed, seeing that the criminal got away. "Crap, he's gone, hey are you… o… kay?" Arthur's word faded as he stared back at the blushing girl's face a few inches from his own. Getting up quickly, Arthur backed away, blushing with an entirely red face. "S-s-s-sorry!" he exclaimed, embarrassed by how close he was to her. "I-i-it's fine" the girl stammered back. Taking a few looks around her, the girl saw the criminal climbing the ladder of a nearby building. She turned back and asked Alfred, "You okay if I go after him?" Alfred only nodded in response, giving a brief "uh-huh". Arthur turned back to the shopkeep, "I'll go too. Stay here until the police get here!" Alfred nodded, seeing Arthur acting in a maturity he subconsciously possessed.

Running to the building, Arthur saw the girl had already reached the top, using her scythe's gun feature to reach it. Arthur breathed in and out before running to a wall and leaping up. He began to jump from wall to wall until he reached the top and saw an explosion occurred. When the smoke cloud cleared, Arthur saw a grown blonde woman was standing in front of the girl. Her outfit was a mixture of a stereotypical teacher and a witch's, with a purple cape flowing behind her. In her hand was a black riding crop and in front of her was a purple glyph protecting her and the girl. "A Huntress," was all Arthur could say. The woman pushed up her glasses and flung her hand to the side, sending streaks of purple energy at the Bullhead the criminal was in.

The Huntress glowed for a brief moment before firing off a purple shot that created a small storm. 'It's kinda like how mom fights!' Arthur thought to himself. Shards of ice slammed into the airship and rocked it. Walking into the open bay, a shadowed woman in a red dress spun her hands around as glowing designs appeared on her clothing and fire formed in her hands. Arthur felt a change in the air and felt his blood run cold, 'It can't be, that's impossible! She couldn't have-!' The mysterious woman fired a flaming bolt at the Huntress who shielded herself, but then had to dodge as the runoff exploded under her. "Magic!" Arthur exclaimed to himself, the girl and Huntress still unaware of his presence. The Huntress controlled the debris and formed it into a spinning spear like mass.

Arthur crouched, holding his sword to his side just in case. After a back in forth, the shadowed woman destroyed the debris with a strange blast. "How, why does she have magic?!" Arthur questioned himself. The girl, seeing her chance, fired three shots which the woman blocked with her powers. The woman then caused five glowing spots to appear under the girl and Huntress. The Huntress moved the girl and herself out of the way as the spots exploded. The woman was not done as she formed five burning sphere's and flung them at the two. Seeing that they were still recovering, Arthur finally charged forward. With blinding speeds, he slashed the spheres apart, dissipating them with his blade. The girl could only look on in shock as the glow of the destroyed spheres made his golden armor and amber hair shine.

Arthur turned back to the two and asked, "You guys okay?" The girl nodded before turning back to the Huntress. The girl smiled at the older woman. "You're a Huntress!" the girl said with glee. For some reason, Arthur had a bad feeling about this. The Huntress looked flatly at the girl, her face showing no emotion. "This, is not gonna end well." Arthur admitted nervously. "Can I have your autograph?" The girl could not have predicted how this would end.

Arthur felt really nervous, and he had all rights to be. Here he was, in a Vale PD interrogation room with the girl from earlier sitting next to him just as nervous as he was. "I hope you have both realized that your actions tonight will not be taken lightly. You both put yourself and others in great danger." The Huntress told them as she walked back and forth. "They started it!" the girl yelled. Arthur felt his brow sweat and asked, "C-c-can I have my one phone call?" he was ignored by the Huntress. "If it were up to me, you both would be sent home," the Huntress began, turning to the two youths. "With a pat on the back," the girl looked hopeful at this. The Huntress glared harshly at both of them and smacked the table with her riding crop while adding, "And a slap on the wrist."

The girl jumped with a yelp and leapt into Arthur, who unconsciously wrapped his arms around her. The girl soon realized where she was after she felt the well-developed muscles Arthur had and he in turn became embarrassed as he never had this close of contact with a girl before. Blushing, the two separated. "But, there is someone here who would like to meet you both." the Huntress told them. Walking through the open door was an older man with grey hair, a pair of spectacles and a green and black outfit. In one hand was a plate of cookies and in the other a mug. "Ruby Rose." the man said addressing the girl first. 'That's a cute name.' Arthur thought, then upon realizing it began to slightly blush. The man then continued, "You have silver eyes." Arthur's mind began to process that statement, feeling it was something important that he should know, wondering if his mom would know what the statement meant. "U-u-umm" was all the now named Ruby could say as she became confused.

"So, where did you learn to do this?" the man asked, gesturing to the table in the Huntress's hands that showed Ruby fighting the robbers. "S-S-Signal Academy" Ruby said unsurely to the man. "You got to go to a Huntsman Academy?" Arthur asked in amazement. Ruby and the Huntress both looked at Arthur, his words surprising them as he showed he was skilled as well. The man decided to get the conversation back on track, "They taught you how to use one of the most dangerous weapons ever designed?" Arthur's amazement increased as well. 'She must be some sort of prodigy!' he thought. Ruby seemed to become less nervously at this. "Well one teacher in particular." The man set down the plate of cookies, "I see." Ruby looked at him for a moment before grabbing a cookie, which then became many more as she wolfed them down.

"That's a lot of sugar." Arthur whispered to himself. "It's just that I've only seen one other scythe wielder of that skill before," the man said as he looked up in remembrance. "A dusty old crow…" he trailed off as he said this. Ruby with a mouth full of cookies replied, "Umph, phad mah uncula row." She swallowed before repeating, "Sorry, that's my uncle Qrow. He's a teacher at Signal, I was complete garbage before he took me under his wing." Arthur gave off a muffled laugh at the unintended pun. The room's three other occupants looked at him weirdly, causing him to turn away in embarrassment. Ruby decided to continue, "And now I'm all like woo, whachaaaa, huuuuwaaa." Arthur gave a small smile at the noises she made along with the poses. "So I've noticed, and what is an adorable girl such as yourself doing at a school designed for training warriors?" the man asked as he sat down. "Well," Ruby began as she gained a look of contemplation.

"I want to be a Huntress!" she said with total conviction. The man kept his neutral face and Arthur stared at her before he looked down and smiled sadly. 'She has a dream,' Arthur thought to himself, raising his right hand palm up and grasping it, 'And I don't even have a clue about what to do with my life.' The man then asked her, "You want to slay monsters?" Ruby nodded and replied, "Yeah, I only have two left of training at Signal, then I'm going to apply to Beacon. See my sister is going there this year and she's trying to become a Huntress" Arthur tuned her out at this as his self-loathing thoughts took over for a brief moment, reminding him that he had no such dream and, in his mind, no future. "Do you know who I am?" the man asked.

Arthur was brought out of his thoughts at this, staring at the man in both bewilderment and confusing. "You're Professor Ozpin. You're the headmaster of Beacon" Ruby replied with full knowledge. "Hello." Ozpin replied with a small smirk. "Nice to meet you." Ruby said back, respectfully. "Do you want to come to my school?" Ozpin asked her straight out. Ruby smiled before saying, "More than anything." Ozpin looked at the Huntress who looked away in annoyance. He turned back to Ruby and said, "Well ok." Ruby's eyes lit up in pure joy. Arthur smiled sadly once more getting up and walking to the door.

But he was stopped by Ozpin's voice. "And where are you going, young man?" the headmaster asked the sixteen-year-old. Arthur looked over his shoulder confused at Ozpin's question. "Um… why?" Arthur asked, his tone showing how confused he was. "Well young man, it's because I'm interested." Arthur turned back to the other three and answered, "Well I was going to the front desk to see if I could get my sword returned then probably go home. I mean no disrespect or anything, but I'm just a guy who knows how to swing a sword." He looked over at Ruby sadly before adding, "not a prodigy." Ozpin gave a slight laugh that caught Ruby's and the Huntress's attention. Ozpin looked Arthur in the eye and asked, "Is that what you really think, Arthur Aurum Pendragon?" Arthur eyes widened at the sound of his full name. "How do you?" was all he could say. Ozpin smiled before getting up, "I've known about you for awhile Mr. Pendragon, and what locals like Mr. Blanche have said about you." Arthur looked away, not used to, well any of this. "They're probably exaggerating." he said dismissively. Ozpin stood up and placed his hand on the boy's armored shoulder. "You have talent, talent that is not seen as abundantly anymore." Ozpin said to reassure him. "I'm just a homeschooled kid, I've never been to a Huntsman Academy or even a regular school!" Arthur said shaking the hand off, his mask of a carefree youth breaking.

"You are much more than that." Ozpin said. He then walked to the side of the room, his back to the other three occupants. "I remember an old tale from long ago" Ozpin began. "'This is a tale of Ancient times, an era before the human and non-human worlds were forever divided. When the holy knights defended the realm, wielding their magical powers, they were feared and highly respected. But among them a group emerged that betrayed the kingdom, and became mortal enemies to all holy knights. They were known throughout the land as the" before Ozpin could even finish, Arthur's mouth moved on its own "Seven Deadly Sins." Ozpin smiled at this. He turned to Arthur and asked, "Now then, do you want to come to my school?" Arthur thought about the question for a few moments before answering with newfound conviction, "Yes." Ozpin smiled again and replied, "Welcome to Beacon Academy then," and thus a new path has formed and in time a new legend and era were set to begin.

RedDragon: Chapter One complete.

Sage Wolf: Great, chapter two is in the works.

RedDragon: See you guys there.

AssassinK: And remember, no spoilers~! Or you'll wake up in a ditch.

RedDragon: K no!

Sage Wolf: Are you still holding that against me?! It was so long ago!

AssassinK: Of course I'm not holding that several year long grudge anymore. *Under breath* You bastard.

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