Prologue

Here I was, sitting in an uncomfortable chair while police officers watched my every move. 'Officers of the Law' they liked to call themselves. I personally think that 'Mighty Pains in the Ass' was a much more suitable name for them. Not that it mattered anymore, I was going to become a prisoner for what may be the rest of my life and nothing was going to change that. Funny thing is, I could have escaped easily if I had wanted to. As it was however, I didn't care what happened to me. After what happened last night, I no longer had anything worth living for. The one thing that had kept me fighting for the past few years was now gone and I now lived with no reason for doing so.

Of course, it seemed that life just loved to screw with me as much as possible. I guess that's why some people like to say, 'Life's a bitch', cause I can definitely say that they aren't joking. My fox ears perked up as I heard the door opening to reveal an old man, accompanied by a slightly younger woman. "Great, two more people who wish to have a 'talk' with me about last night." I say as the old man seated himself on the chair opposing mine. He seemed to be studying me as we sat there, face to face.

"How amusing that you think I am here to interrogate you." He replied calmly.

I raised an eyebrow at his response before replying, "Oh, am I wrong in assuming that? Cause I can tell you right now that I wasn't wrong with the other four people who came in for a 'chat'."

"Well, my apologies for disappointing you, but I am not here to question you for your actions. Instead I would like to offer you a chance to escape this troublesome life and continue fighting."

I didn't even wait for him to elaborate before I gave him my answer. "Not interested. I have already fulfilled my purpose for fighting, I don't care what happens to me anymore."

"Oh, is that so? You kill some lowly thugs and all of a sudden you're happy to throw your away?"

I snapped at those words. "I got revenge by killing the bastards who took my brother's life! He was the only thing I had in my life and they murdered him! I made them suffer for what they did to me!"

The woman standing next to him just sighed before remarking, "What a shame that a child would be so foolish as to throw her skills and future away, all for the sake of some petty revenge."

"Piss off lady! If all you're going to do is launch lecture after lecture at me, then do me a favour and kill me now. It would save me from a massive headache."

The man decided to interrupt our rather short argument. "Then allow me to put it a way that may appeal to you. Would you rather die of old age, in a prison cell, or fighting with weapon in hand?"

"Doesn't bother me, but I guess if I had to choose one, I would go with the last option." I suspected that was the exact answer he was waiting for, so I decided to speed the progress and let him get to the point so I could refuse his offer quicker.

"My name is Professor Ozpin, headmaster of Beacon Academy, a school designed to train students for the sole purpose of defending humans and faunus from the monsters known as Grimm. I am already well aware that you won't care at all for defending others against these creatures, but I am fairly certain that killing monsters is better than living the rest of your life behind bars."

I had to admit that he knew how to make his proposition sound more appealing than I would have expected. I actually began to think about his offer. I suppose passing away with my weapons in hand would be a slightly more satisfying way to die, and it wasn't as if my other two options would put my life to an end anytime soon. Before I came to my decision however, I had to question him on one thing. "Why would you even bother offering me this?"

"Simple. While most people would only see a criminal act, I see potential. You could turn your life around by accepting my offer, and who knows, you might even manage to find a reason to fight again."

I sighed deeply as I gathered my words. 'Damn, damn, damn, damn, dammit! He had the outcome completely planned before he even walked through the doors. Atleast I now know that I'm not walking into an unknown future because of the words of a complete idiot.' I thought before speaking. "Fine I'll attend this school of yours, just don't be disappointed if whatever you have planned for me doesn't turn out like you hoped." He seemed pleased with my answer which I guess was reasonable, seeing as he was the one to make the offer in the first place.

"I am pleased to welcome you as a student of Beacon, Rica Sicarius."

As I got up from my chair, ready to leave the police station, a thought came to mind. "By the way, a quick question. How the hell do you plan to convince these mighty pains in my ass that locked me in here, to release me into your custody?" I asked, referring to the police.

I saw an almost sly grin come from Ozpin before he answered. "Oh, I wouldn't be concerned about that minor issue, I have my methods."

I smirked at his answer before responding with, "Good luck with those methods of yours. I doubt you'll succeed. If you pushed the sticks up their asses any further up, the sticks would probably be sticking out their throats." Before I knew it, a cane was flying straight towards my wrist and hit me with a solid smack. 'OW! MOTHER F*****!' were the first thoughts that came into my mind, along with a few others that leaned more on the homicidal and slightly gory side.

"Such language will not be tolerated while at Beacon, young lady."

"Hey I'm only a student at your school if you can manage to convince them to let me out and I don't see that ever happening anytime soon."

Ozpin decided to interrupt us yet again. I swear that was going to become a running gag between us. "Then I guess I just have to prove you wrong then, though please try to have some faith in me. After all, I managed to convince you to join Beacon, am I wrong?"

"Fair point, but I'm still not getting my hopes up."

'The son of a bitch pulled it off. He actually pulled it off. DAMMIT!' Here I was, inside an airship flying me towards this prestigious academy of his. I positioned myself at one of the corners of the airship where I could see everything, yet hardly anyone would even take notice of me.

My dark green eyes scoped the area, reacting to every movement that the other students made. A slight annoyance that came with having fox traits. My eyes were always reacting to movements, especially if it was from my peripheral vision. Being near crowds of people usually insured that I would quickly get dizzy. One of many reasons I preferred to stick to my own company and no one else.

But that didn't matter. What mattered was the fact that I was now on my way to an unknown future that I couldn't even begin to predict. As these thoughts crossed my mind, I began to slowly play around with my bright orange hair while it was tied in a ponytail that reached the back of my neck. I would never tell anyone but I had to admit that I was feeling slightly nervous about what might transpire while I was at the school.

Author's Note- So that was the prologue, explaining how Rica got into Beacon. I hope you enjoyed the chapter and are looking forward to more. Also, if you have any OCs of your own that you would like to see in this story, as a part of Rica's team, then feel free to leave a review/PM with your suggestion. Apart from that, I would love to hear what you think of the prologue and any constructive criticism you may have.