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Atlas

Frost Valley

Jacques Schnee was frustrated.

That was why he had entered this valley. His father-in-law, Nicholas Schnee had refused to hand him the Schnee Dust Company, even though the company would flourish under him.

The man let out a sigh, and continued walking. He had dark gray hair, and was wearing elegant clothes.

The valley was well-known in Atlas, both for its beauty and it's calmness. The hills which surrounded it, offered beautiful views, and the lake in the centre of the valley provided a sense of peace. However, the most beautiful part of the valley was undoubtedly it's 'forest'. The so-called forest lacked real trees, rather numerous spikes of ice dotted the area.

The valley lacked grimm, perhaps because of the positivity, and because of the guards.

A perfect place to relax. The man sat down and started to think, after all, Nicholas Schnee wouldn't hand him the SDC if he couldn't think straight.

After a while, he got up, and started walking back towards the Schnee mansion, taking the 'forest' pathway. However, he saw an infant wrapped up in blankets, which were doing a decent job in keeping the infant warm.

Jacques looked at the infant, thinking about the circumstances which led to it being in the woods. He let out a sigh and picked him up. He first decided to drop it off at the nearby orphanage, but then thought. If he would bring the infant back to the Schnee mansion, he could earn Nicholas's trust, and the company would be his.

Smiling, the man brought the infant to the mansion. On his way back, he called his wife to tell her of the news.

He completely missed a small bamboo growing nearby.

Schnee Mansion

Jacques entered the large mansion, holding the infant.

Klein Sieben, the Schnee family butler, stopped in front of him. "Greetings, Master Jacques. You have returned." Looking at the infant, he asked, "And who do you have there?", being curious.

"This poor child was abandoned, and I believe that he will be at home here." spoke the Schnee.

"Very well." spoke Klein, nodding. "I take it you're here to meet Master Nicholas?"

"Yes."

The man was led to the older Schnee, who was now bedridden, due to working in the mines for most of his life.

Nicholas let out a cough, then spoke, "What brings you here, Jacques, and who do you have there?" His eyes were narrowed.

"I found this poor infant, abandoned in Frost Valley. He would've died if it were not for me." answered Jacques.

"I guess some purity is within you, very well." spoke Nicholas, letting out another cough. "Let me look at him." he spoke, and Jacques handed him the infant.

"Why didn't you drop him off at an orphanage?"

"I believed it would've been better to bring him here. He would live a better life."

"I see." spoke Nicholas, his eyes narrowed.

"His name will be Kimimaro, and he will be a Schnee." he continued, looking at Jacques, who nodded. "You will raise him as your own child, no matter what. Is that acceptable?"

A pale glyph appeared below him.

Jacques nodded once more.

"Very well."

It vanished.

In a few weeks, Jacques Schnee was appointed the head of the SDC.

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With Kimimaro

He was floating endlessly in darkness. He couldn't even feel his body. Suddenly memories came crashing down, reminding him of who he was, and his goal in life: being of use to Lord Orochimaru. He had achieved that goal, as that blond-haired kid wouldn't be able to defeat Sasuke Uchiha.

But, what did that mean now?

He opened his eyes, and felt his body become smaller, tighter, it hurt.

He then saw a woman having beautiful white hair, looking at him. He looked around, as much as he could, and saw that he was in a room painted light blue. The woman was talking to a man, in a language he couldn't understand.

The woman was also holding an infant, who was the same size as him.

'Have... I been reborn?' he asked himself.

But why, why, why would this happen?! He had fulfilled his purpose!

He coundn't control his emotions and begun to cry.

Immediately, the woman quietened him down with a strange warmness, speaking in the same unknown language.

Kimimaro looked at her. Perhaps, he could be of use to her, and maybe this wouldn't be as bad as he thought.

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Fifteen Years Later

It had been fifteen years since his birth in this world. This life was peaceful, and he had found a purpose, to become a huntsman.

He had two sisters, a twin sister, Weiss, and an older and wiser one, Winter, who was in the military. He also had a younger brother, Whitley, who was twelve. Nicholas Schnee, the first owner of the SDC had died a few years after his rebirth.

Today was another day at Hail Academy.

"Have you made any new friends?" Kimimaro asked his sister, on the way to the academy.

His sister, Weiss, let out an exasperated sigh, "Do you have to ask me that question every single week?"

"Yes, since you are the heiress to the SDC. It's better to have supporters." answered Kimimaro. "And the friends you make can even be commoners. You do remember Brise Windlock, right?"

"I know. She was on Winter's team, and got married to the heir of the Broken Moon Trading Company." answered Weiss, "Of course I remember her."

"That just shows that even commoners can be useful and helpful in the future." spoke Kimimaro. "Just remember that."

"For the last time, okay."

Two and a half Hours Later

Academy Cafetaria

Kimimaro was now waiting for his friends, Pflaume Yedonesis, someone who had been his friend since the first grade, along with Kelvin Khene and Ikuinen Zalias, two friends they had met in this academy. He was wearing the academy uniform, along with white gloves.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Kimimaro!" spoke Pflaume as he sat down beside him, smiling. He had short black hair and brown eyes. Like Kimimaro, he was also wearing the standard academy uniform, along with black gloves.

"Sup! How's it going man?" spoke Kelvin, as he sat down across them, followed by Ikuinen, who nodded in greeting.

They mainly talked about school, classes, semblances and weapon upgrades. When the lunch break was about to end, Pflaume spoke, "Kimimaro, can you help me with my semblance? I need to find a book."

"Of course." spoke Kimimaro almost immediately, "My family's library should have it. So, you should come over at five pm." he invited, a small smile on his face.

"Sure." spoke Pflaume.

A Few Hours Later

Schnee Mansion

When it was around five pm, Kimimaro was waiting outside. He was wearing a white dress shirt, his gloves and dark blue trousers.

In a few minutes, Pflaume came walking, and greeted him. The two then entered the mansion, walking towards the library.

"Your house is really big and beautiful." Pflaume complimented.

Kimimaro thanked him.

In a few seconds, his brother, Whitley Schnee, appeared before them. He wore a similar attire to his own. He was somewhat surprised to see Pflaume, but hid it well.

"Greetings, I am Whitley Schnee. Please enjoy your stay here." he spoke politely. He then simply walked away.

'Something's different about him.' thought Kimimaro.

"Younger siblings are a handful, aren't they?" spoke his friend, and Kimimaro nodded.

Schnee Family Library

The two entered the large Schnee library, and were surprised to see Whitley there.

Surprised, the boy tried to exit the library, but Kimimaro stopped him.

"What's the matter, brother?" asked Kimimaro, looking at Whitley.

"It's nothing to worry about." was Whitley's answer.

He smiled.

Kimimaro simply looked at him for a few seconds.

"What is it, Whitley?" Kimimaro asked him again.

A Few Moments Later

"So, you don't know what to do." spoke Kimimaro.

Pflaume was looking for a specific book, but he kept a few interesting ones nearby.

"Yes." spoke Whitley, somewhat embarrassed that his brother would bring up such a matter in the presence of an outsider. "It's really nothing."

"If it affects your future then it is no trivial matter." spoke Kimimaro, narrowing his eyes.

"It's just that... I don't want to be a huntsman." spoke Whitley.

Kimimaro's eyes widened slightly, and he let out a sigh. "You shouldn't worry about something like that. I don't really mind you being a scientist or something else." he spoke, relieved.

"That's it?" spoke Whitley, shocked. "That's all you're going to say?"

"Yes. As a brother, It's my purpose to guide you. If you don't want to tell me about the reason behind it, then I won't ask." answered Kimimaro.

"How can you be so courageous?" Whitley asked after a second of silence.

Kimimaro simply looked at him.

"I mean, huntsman have a chance of dying every mission, so where does that courage come from?" Whitley asked. His eyes were narrowed, and his breath could be seen.

"Because we can save people. Even if a huntsman dies while fending off some grimm, he might give some time to innocents to flee. That's where we get our courage." explained Kimimaro, narrowing his eyes. "Of course people can be saved with a non-huntsman profession, but it's my personal decision to be one."

"I see." spoke Whitley, letting out a sigh. It was time to drop the subject. At least his brother didn't mind.

Pflaume found the book in the end.

Night

It had been a few hours since Pflaume had left, and now it was time for dinner. Weiss and Whitley usually ate dinner with their father while Kimimaro usually ate dinner with their mother. It was a rare sight for the family to eat together.

Kimimaro went to his mother's door. He knocked it four times, opened the door, and stepped into the dark room, the lights turned off as usual. 'Right foot first.' he thought, as he did so. It was a simple habit that he had picked up from his mother.

"Mother, it's time for dinner." he spoke, after which he heard the usual, "Very well."

He waited outside her room for a few minutes, after which his mother exited the room.

There stood Reine Schnee, wearing a beautiful white dress, a neutral expression on her face. Kimimaro knew that it was merely a mask which hid her true expressions, but he would never comment on that.

"Let's leave. Klein and the other servants have prepared the meal." spoke Kimimaro, and his mother nodded.

During dinner, the older Schnee asked her son about school and his plans for the future.

"I am planning to go to Atlas Academy, while sister is planning to go to Beacon." he told her, a small smile on his face.

"Beacon? Why would she go in Vale?" his mother asked.

"It's because of father." answered Kimimaro, and his mother let out a sigh. "But, I believe she would grow better away from home as the heiress." he spoke, not wanting his mother to worry.

"I see." answered his mother, a small smile on her face. Perhaps she would be fine.

Kimimaro would never get tired of their talks.

"How was the dinner?" asked Reine.

"It was good." answered Kimimaro.

After that, the mother walked back to her room, a small bottle of wine in hand.

Midnight

It was now midnight, and now Kimimaro was in the hidden Schnee family training room, along with Klein.

The training bots were smashed and broken, and Kimimaro stood at the centre, a few drops of blood at his feet. His gloves were off.

"Klein, time?" He asked, panting.

"Young Master Schnee, I think you should stop for the day. It's been about four minutes." spoke the butler, and Kimimaro nodded.

He was improving, and he couldn't wait to attend Atlas Academy.

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A/N: Thus I've written the first chapter of this re-write. This will be different from the original, but I will reuse some of my OCs. Either way, I hope you'll enjoy this. A reason why I decided to write a fanfic having Kimimaro is because these are rare.