AN: Welcome to my first RWBY fic. Send things I can do better, criticism, or just your thoughts about it.
I do not own RWBY it is own by RoosterTeeth and the Late Monty Oum (R.I.P.)
Now let's get on to the shitshow that is A Remnant of The Past
"GET DOW-AHHHH!"
I'm dead, 100% definitely just fucking died. I don't care who you are no one can survive a 40 cal. bullet through the heart. I was walking with my friend and I saw someone pull out a pistol, a Glock 23 I think, and I pushed him out the way, but then the gun fired. After that nothing, just an empty black void which is where I am now. You know, when I thought about what would happen when you die, this was not the one I was expecting. I thought of heaven, hell or rebirth/reincarnation but not, infinite nothingness. Unless… shit, this is my eternal punishment isn't it. I know I haven't been the best person alive, I have my fair share of fuck ups but not enough for this, undoubtedly hell but not this. Oh well, I guess I'll just explore this, dreamscape? Sure, we'll call it that.
So after minutes, hours who knows, guess what I found nothing. You wouldn't have guessed it but yes I found nothing in an empty void. But hey it could have been a lot worse. I could have been living my worst moments or fears I have. Like I could be seein-
What's that. Is that… light? Why would there be light in a black void. Well, I'm feeling adventurous today let's go find out what the hell that is.
So, I reached that light and the thing radiating the light was a door. I've seen enough horror movies to know the last thing I could do is enter said door. But I mean, I do not have anything to lose. I literally just died so what's going to happen, I die again. Ah fuck it, I'm going in, let's see what happens.
"I see you found me, my boy."
"What, who?" I flick my head around to find the source of the voice.
"Do not worry, I am behind you, my boy."
Turning around I find, "TH-TH-THE BUDDHA!"
"Right you are, my boy."
"What- How- Why- HUH?"
"Hahahaha, calm down my boy. I will explain everything to you."
"Ya, that would be helpful."
"I like you, my boy. You treat me as any other person, I like that. To keep things blunt, I have chosen you to be reincarnated."
"Say what now? Me, you want ME to be given the chance at rebirth. You're a deity, you should know everything I have done. I don't deserve it."
"You may think that but why have you done the things you done? My boy, if I remember correctly everything you have done is to help others. Sure maybe not in the best way, but you still had pure intentions regardless. Also, your last action was to protect your friend at the expense of your safety."
"Of course, I'd do anything for the ones I care about. The choice between my loved ones' lives or my own will always be others, no questions asked. Me talking to you is proof enough that the statement is true."
"Right you are again, my boy. And that is why I feel you deserve the chance at another life. You put others before yourself time after time again. Being honest it's a quality that more people should possess." I chuckle at the last part he muttered.
"Well, I guess I should thank you. You are giving me another chance at life on Earth, this time I will be a better person. I'll still help others but this time in a more… reasonable matter."
"Hahahaha, who said you were going to be reborn on Earth?" The Buddha had a smug smile on his face.
"What are you talking about? Isn't Earth the only place that has intelligent life?"
"In this universe, you would be correct."
"Th-the m-multiverse theory is true. Damn, so DC did have it right."
"Yes that idea is correct. You will not be reborn in the same universe but a different one altogether. Now I am giving you some control over where you will go. I just need you to pick a number from 1-52."
"Um, don't I get to know what option is what universe?"
"Now now, give an old man some fun will you? So, what is your number?"
"You know, I'm starting to change my opinion on you," I sigh "Ok, I pick… 36"
"Hmm, number 36. Ah yes, this world, you will enjoy your time here rather well. You have chosen well, my boy."
"You are not going to tell me are you?" the only response was another smug grin. "You know I'm really starting to not like you."
"Calm down my boy. I can tell you where you are going… But where would be the fun in that."
"You sonofa-" is all I got out before all I saw was white and this weird feeling of being pulled somewhere.
"Good luck, my boy. You will need it."
When regaining my senses I notice one thing. The severe lack of ground underneath me.
"SHIIIIIIIIIITT!"
I fall through multiple branches of a tree and land facing the sky. I look at myself to check for injuries and thankfully I feel that nothing is broken, but everything just hurts. Looking back up at the sky I see a small black speck, and it is growing at an alarming rate. Rolling out the way before the object impacts the ground I look to see that my backpack fell from the sky. Barley rolling out the way it lands on the ground with a thud and metal parts clanging. Groaning as I get up I go over to my backpack to take an inventory of what I have. The first thing I see is a letter from Buddha.
This is the only help I will be giving you. Included in this pack is your old weapons, albeit a little modified to fit the universe you are in, your laptop and charger with access to things from your Earth, and your signature trench coat. Good luck my boy, you will need it.
-B
P.S. Don't be so stuck up and a hardass this time, get a girl and "relive" some of that tension and stress.
Moving pass the last line I smile a knowing grin as I dive in my pack to find my old weapons. First, my trusty CheyTac Intervention with the different scopes and a removable silencer. Looking over my trusty rifle I find a button on the stock that was not there before. Pressing the button my rifle started to shift into something. They are reminiscent of the kanshou and bakuya blades. Looking through the pack I could not find them. What can I say I am a Fate/Stay Night fan and I loved the blades Archer had. Pulling out the next 2 things they were my old karambits with their sheaths. Grinning I immediately stuck them on my pants and adjusting them as needed. After that were my two Glock-23s. It's kind of ironic that my two pistols were the same as the one that killed me. The last weapon left gave me the largest gin and I almost started cackling at them. What I got was my custom made gauntlets with hidden blades. The amount of time I spent fine tuning them to make them completely silent was weeks along with trying to get the blades come out at the right length and the right amount of force to let them out. These things are my babies, my blood and sweat forged them. God, I sound like a gun/weapon nut. Ignoring the laptop for now I bring out my trench coat, of course with my hidden mods. I have hidden pockets in my sleeves for throwing knives and pockets in my coat for other miscellaneous items like more blades or important materials. Throwing on the coat, putting on the hood and equipping my weapons I decide that I can dote over my weapons later and it is time to find some civilization.
After walking for around 20 minutes I found something much better than some civilization, I found a city full of inhabitants. You know I am glad I kept my rifle in its newfound blade form at least the people won't think I'm too crazy. But lingering in the back of my mind is the fact that I still do not know where I am. I really need to find that out. Walking further down the street I see a store which answered one question but left so many more to be asked.
From Dust Till Dawn
"You gotta be fucking kidding me."
Well this could be rather fun I just hope that I'm here at the start of the cannon.
Getting an evil smile I say, "Well let's do what I do best, fucking everyone's shit. Starting with you Roman Torchwick."
As I walk into the store and if I remember correctly our favorite scythe wielder should be in the back reading a magazine, about weapons. And lo and behold there she is reading a mag about making custom dust ammo. Walking past the rack a see a mag about making custom throwing knives and adding dust to change its properties.
Hell Yes
Cannon be damned I need to know this. I didn't realize how much time I spent looking but I tensened feeling a presence behind me.
"Put your hands in the air now"
Putting the magazine in my coat I listen to what the thug has to say. God damn it, leave it to me to get caught up in a fucking book. I need a plan and I need it now.
"Hey, I said put your hands in the air. Hey, HEY. Is your friend ok there?"
"Uhhh, I don't really know her man."
Playing the stalling game I hope Ruby can help me.
Tapping her shoulder, "Um, miss you might want to hear this."
"Huh, oh sorry. You see I was just caught up in this- Um, are you robbing us?"
"For fu- YES! Now put your hands in the air."
"Mmm, Nope"
Ruby uses her semblance and kicks the goon out of the store through the glass.
"Damn good kick."
We look at each other share a nod and we take off. And follow that same thug that went out the glass. Ruby pulled out her scythe and me my Glocks.
"Well, get them" Oh fuck off Roman.
I leave Ruby to her own accords as she shoots off to the left to take care of 2 guys there. While the 2 guys I were going to fight were distracted by her speed I ran up to them and hit the butt of my gun on their temple knocking them unconsince. I turn to see that Ruby also finished the ones she was fighting.
"You guys were worth every cent. Well, Red and Black it's been nice meeting you but I am afraid that this will be the last time" Roman says then fires his cane/grenade launcher.
Dodging the blast we come out unharmed but the smoke gives enough cover to help Roman escape. Looking around for him I idly hear that Ruby asks if the shopkeeper was ok with us going after him.
"Hey, he is going up the ladder 5 o'clock"
Ruby nods and grabs me and she shoots her to the top of the building Roman is on top of.
"Hey, Orange" I say throwing his joke right back at him.
"Percisent, but with a sense of humor as well" Roman mutters.
As were staring each other down the airship holding Cinder shows up. Don't even get me started on the plans I have for her fake maiden having ass. Oh shit, Right Roman pulls out a crystal here.
"End of the line Red and Black" Roman true to cannon pulls out a fire dust crystal.
But I was ready. Aiming my gun I shoot the crystal right after it left his hand. The explosion makes him disorientated just enough so Glynda Goodwitch shows up unnoticed. When Roman goes in to take the controls and Cinder shows up, I won't lie I saw red, I sprayed bullets just trying to get a hit it. All while that is happening Ruby is trying to hit her along with Goodwitch's "spears." Cinder did block all the attacks but it was much more difficult with me spraying. And in the end they still got away but I did get to rid myself of my extra rage.
"You're a Huntress. Can I get an autograph?" Ruby asks while gushing over Goodwitch. I just chuckle at her antics. Oh, Ruby never change, ever.
