Hello guys. This is my 1st RWBY fan fiction but not my 1st fan fiction In general. This will be my 2nd one and that mean that I am still learning how to do this stuff, Such as I am not very good with dialogue.

I do not own RWBY. RWBY is owned by rooster teeth and Monty Oum.


Chapter1: Saying Goodbye

A teen approached the graveyard in silence. Rain pelted him as he trudged though the soaked landscape of perfectly mowed grass. He had dark blond hair that was even darker now that he was being drenched. His vivid bluish-grey eyes looked up at his destination. He was taller than most, and was well built even though you could hardly tell because of the thick rain coat he wore. Coming to a stop he fell to his knees and looked at the ground for a moment and then at the grave before him that read "Harris Ranright".

"Well, Dad. Here I am again." He began to talk though his heavy breathing

"I thought that this might be the last time I can come to see you in a long while, seeing as how I will be attending Beacon in a few days."

He looked at his arm and extended his blade from the mechanism along the bottom of his arm and coming out above his hand.

"i finally worked the last couple glitches out of Ravager. I will need her at top performance at beacon, because who knows how soon we will be fighting monsters" He said turning the blade as if showing it to his father as water drops splashed onto it. The engraved symbol of a hawk shone against the light from a nearby house. "I know a hunter wasn't your ideal occupation for me, but I promise I will make you proud." He said almost crying now.

"I will come see you as soon as I can so…" He turned and broke down and all out started crying and sobbing. Why dad. You have so much more life left to live." Ben cried the words in between sobs." I love you you dad."

Wiping water from his quivering lip he stood up, turned around and walked back to car.

"Are you okay Ben?" Said his mother quietly to him once he got back inside of it.

Still partially broken up he whimpered out "No, I'm not. I don't know how you keep your emotions so in check like that. I cry almost every time I think about him."

His mother wrapped her arms around him. "Trust me, I it isn't easy." She sighed as they began moving down the asphalt road. Most of the ride was quiet, and Ben soon gained composure of himself about the time they got to their home.

"So, Do you know what kind of room accommodations they have at Beacon." Ben said stepping out of the car and wiping his face of one last time to make sure no tears where left on it. "I'm not sure, but I could try and find out while you are getting your stuff together." Ben went upstairs to his room and flung himself onto his bed and stared at the ceiling.

The beige ceiling was another thing had had to say goodbye to. It had, for some reason, always helped him fall asleep with ease and made him feel safe. Now he would be leaving his familiar room behind along with everything else he had ever known.

Getting up he grabbed his bag that he had always carried his schoolwork to Flare. Ben had been attending Flare for years now. He had pretty much grown up going to school there. Sighing he put some of his most cherished belongings in. A picture of Him and his parents, the very 1st prototype of Ravager, and lastly a notebook of combat techniques he had made up.

Several minutes later Ben's mom came up and looked inside to see Ben sleeping on his terribly unmade bed. Grinning slightly she took the covers and put them over her son, then exited the room. "Good night sweetheart" She said quietly shutting the door behind her.


Well I hoped you guys like this. Originally I planned to be at beacon by the end of this chapter but I just felt I had to stop here. I would really like to know what you guys think. Please drop a review or message me what you think. I should have the next chapter up by tomarrow.