Hello! and welcome to my first ever fanfic (based in RWBY by the way) by the name of Amaranth, I hope you enjoy this little prologue chapter.
On another note, I do not own RWBY (Rooster Teeth) or any other piece of media shown in this prologue. If I did, THEY WOULD BE TERRIBLE!
Legends. Stories scattered through time. Mankind has grown quite fond recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that they are remnants, byproducts, of a forgotten past.
Man, born from dust, was strong, wise, and resourceful, but he was born into an unforgiving world. An inevitable darkness-creatures of destruction-the creatures of Grimm - strong their sights on man and all of his creations. These forces clashed, and it seemed the darkness was intent on returning mankind's brief existence to the void.
However, even the smallest spark of hope is enough to ignite change, and in time, man's passion, resourcefulness, and ingenuity led them to the tools that would help even the odds. This power was appropriately named "Dust."
Nature's wrath in hand, man lit their way through the darkness, and in the shadow's absence came strength, civilization, and most importantly, life.
Yet even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die. And when they are gone... darkness will return.
So they prepare their guardians, build their monuments to a "free world." But as has always been the truth, There will be no victory in a strength.
Which is why victory, perhaps, is in the simpler things that many have long forgotten. Things that require a smaller, more honest soul.
However, this is not the story of a small, honest, and simple soul...
In fact, these souls are far from being simple.
...Glynda...
To say the day was thoroughly amusing was like watching a common mouse try to lift an Ursa.
The day for Glynda Goodwitch started off as normally as it usually did. With the new school year nearly two weeks away, Glynda would end up assisting Ozpin with paperwork regarding the new students that managed to earn enrollment in Beacon Academy, as well as perform her duties as a staff member to the academy and as a huntress. Which is why when Ozpin informed her of
criminal activity possibly happening tonight, she was obligated to do a nighttime patrol.
And besides, it was criminal activity. Not the dark and soulless Grimm, but common thugs who believed only in how much lien they could fit into their pockets. She expected that this would be over within an hour.
What she didn't expect was a red hooded girl with a scythe currently engaging the ringleader and his cronies at the scene. She didn't expect the ringleader to have an accomplice that could perform dust manipulation in ways similar to her own...
And, even if she wouldn't fully admit it, she did not expect the red hooded girl, who just a few minutes earlier was wiping the floor with the poor fools, to ask for her autograph.
However, she had a job to do, so instead of indulging in the simple and unexpected request, she took the girl into custody.
If she would have her way, Glynda would have done exactly what she said, "Send her home with a pat on the back... And a slap on the wrist." However, Glynda wasn't the Headmaster of Beacon, that role belonged to Ozpin, who decided to offer the girl - a miss Ruby Rose - to skip ahead her two years at Signal Academy and enroll at Beacon for Hunter training-which the girl graciously accepted.
So with the newest addition to their academy, a satisfied and intrigued Ozpin, and the starting signs of a migraine in the works, Glynda thought that she could finally have some manner of rest tonight.
Oh, how wrong she was...
As soon as she and Ozpin started their return to Beacon, a call on their scrolls came up. It seemed that in another part of town, authorities were approached by someone who instantly pleaded that they be taken into custody. Though the VPD officers initially refused, they accepted their demand when they stated that they were associated with the White Fang.
While something like this would be perfectly understandable for an arrest, there was one small, glaring problem with such a declaration. The person in question was not-in any way, shape, or form-a faunus.
Figuring that she wouldn't get the rest she was hoping for, Glynda decided to accompany Ozpin to the local precinct.
And, hence, why she and Ozpin were now being debriefed over the situation.
The officer, a young man only starting to show some stubble, explained that the person in question was a fifteen-seventeen year old girl. Though she was barely registered as a threat in the initial encounter (even despite the fact that she had declared her affinity with the White Fang), the knife and pistol she had on her persona changed that somewhat. The knife in question was interesting, as the blade is attached to a razor thin wire made out of incredibly durable...spider silk? It also had a pistol mechanism That would allow for the user to fire the blade...for whatever reason they would need to.
The officer went on to explain that when asked about the blade, she simply called it the "Komoito" and left it at that. She had since been locked up in an interrogation room, waiting out until they decided what to do with her.
"Intriguing." Ozpin said in a trademark stoic tone, only a slight hint of amusement gracing it "If at all possible, can we take her possessions and go speak with her?"
The officer nodded, entering a room and returning with a small cardboard box, Ozpin and Glynda nodded toward him before starting to make their way to the room holding her.
"Oh, one more thing!" Ozpin turned back slightly, "The girl, she seems to focus on one thing, so much that she forgets everything around her. Don't know if that'll help you two much, but well..."
"Thank you for that last piece of information, officer." Ozpin nodded before continuing to the interrogation room.
It didn't take long to find the interrogation room. As soon as Ozpin and Glynda were ready, they entered the room and took their seats in front of the young girl.
The girl in question was, as described earlier, around fifteen to seventeen in age. She had grey eyes, and hair a dark shade of pink that reached only somewhat past her chin. Currently, she was wearing a school blue uniform.
Sitting on the table, in a somewhat neat stack, we're several books. One of them she was reading, and it was clear that she didn't even notice the two people sitting right in front of her.
Glynda and Ozpin shared a glance. It was going to be a long night for both of them.
"Excuse me?"
…?...
It doesn't always rain in Vale. In fact, Vale could be considered rather balanced in terms of weather, with rain usually dropping only around four to five weeks worth a year.
Today would've been considered one of those days where it rained, and it showed-the downpour was certainly strong.
Many could almost consider it fitting if they were visiting the cemetery, generally considered a place of mourning. For the lone visitor that day however, the rain could be considered less 'fitting' and more along the lines of annoying.
The visitor in question was a seventeen year old girl. She wore a white shirt with a red ribbon tie, a miniskirt, some sneakers, and a black and white jacket. Her hair is mid length, reaching almost halfway down her neck, and as many would notice, had a red highlight on one of her bangs. Only those with good eyesight from far away or managed to get a good look up close (a majority of those being thugs from various schools she beat on a daily basis) would notice the gear shaped pupils in her blue eyes.
She walked from the entrance of the cemetery-a guitar case strapped to her back-to a small grave a fair distance away. She stood there and read the name and inscription in silence.
Here lies Isshin Matoi, loving father, may he be forever missed.
She stared at the grave for another minute before turning around to Leave, before she did However, she left a promise, barely audible in the rain.
"Don't worry dad, I'll find the one who killed you, and I swear I'll avenge you... just you wait."
And so with that, she exited, walking back to a hotel room she rented for a few nights-only stopping to buy a lemon to snack on - she went through various alleyways and past different streets before reaching her destination, she found her room number and entered.
Before dying, her father left her two things. The first was a black box, currently sitting on her bed locked, the key to said lock in her coat pocket. The second was in the guitar case she was lugging around on her back.
She put the guitar case on the bed and opened it, inside was a large, red pair of scissors, shaped like the kind people would use in tailoring. She pulled out the scissors, inspecting them, and noticing how light they felt when carrying them. then just as quickly the time she took to pull out the scissors and look at them, she put the pair back in the guitar case and turned her attention to the black box.
Pulling the key out of her pocket, she put it into the lock and turned, before pulling up on the lid of the box.
Inside was a scarf, red in color with some black stripes on the side, and what looked like an eye on one end. A glove, also red, left handed and fingerless, and rimmed at the wrist with a strange protrusion in the side, both the glove and the scarf had a note on them saying not to use them unless in cases of extreme danger. And a piece of paper, somewhat wrinkled but otherwise in fine condition. She pulled the paper out of the box first for a closer look.
It was an enrollment slip for Beacon Academy, and in the signature line was her own name: Ryuko Matoi.
Ryuko read the paper for a few minutes before putting it aside on the bed, then she pulled out the scarf and glove.
"Don't know why you'd send me to an academy for Hunter training, but either way..."
She wrapped the scarf around her neck, and put the glove onto her left hand.
"...Beacon Academy...here I come."
...Port and Oobleck...
The entrance exam for Beacon Academy is not an easy thing to pass.
Said exam in question required around four parts. The first is a simple pen and paper test asking several questions. These included simple questions like what a Grimm is and how hunters fought them. To more complex questions like the history of the various kingdoms or how one manipulates their own aura. The second part is something akin to a background check, with the person desiring enrollment having their personal records looked at. This included what kingdom they were originally from (if they even lived within the confines of a kingdom to begin with), where they attended before trying to enroll at Beacon, what family they were from (a good example being the Schnees or the Kiryuin family), and-rather importantly-if they themselves have fought and killed a Grimm in their lifetime.
The first two parts were often considered the easiest parts of the exam, as they could best be described as "disposable." While some knowledge of the world is appreciated, it is not required, as a majority of such knowledge will be taught in Beacon anyway. And while the personal information of several enrollees can be beneficial, it is not needed much in the end, as personal information ultimately isn't helpful when face to face with a Grimm.
Yes, the first two parts are often considered easy. It's the following two parts that are considered the make or break moment of the entrance exam.
The third part is a physical and mental examination, testing the abilities of the person in question. This ranges from body strength to whether or not the person can keep their nerves in check when under moderate to extreme duress. This part is usually considered a challenge by the average enrollee, as the results indicate if people are capable in certain roles, whether that be combating the Grimm or researching various elements about the Grimm or the world itself. As such, even if an enrollee failed the next part, they would still be eligible for enrollment.
The fourth part in question was the most difficult. Those asking for enrollment would be put into a simulation room, the room in question would have the person be forced to combat Grimm as part of the simulation. If the person in question succeeds in the simulation (that is, by incapacitating the Grimm through whatever means necessary), then they are almost more than assured a place in Beacon Academy. It is why many that enroll try, at the very least, to have some training in combat.
And even if they fail-which tends to be likely for most of them, there's still the the third part to fall back on.
Of course, all exams always have those that observe and record the results, those in question today were none other than Peter Port and Bartholomew Oobleck.
Currently, they were observing one enrollee by the name of Blake Belladonna, who was-needless to say-wiping the floor with all of the poor creatures.
Both men watched this with rapt attention, carefully observing as she killed each of the Grimm - the beowolf type-one by one. Then, with a careful round to the head of the last beowolf, Belladonna was finally finished. She sheathed her weapon and looked up to the walled off balcony where the two were residing.
Oobleck spoke up first, "Excellent work miss Belladonna, since you've managed to kill every last beowolf, you pass the fourth part of the exam. Now you will exit the simulation and wait until the results are properly looked at and recorded."
Port followed up with his own words, "My dear Belladonna, I hope without a doubt in my mind that you make it to Beacon Academy. You've done a tremendous job today, and I would like to see you grow just as much as every other student attending Beacon, well done!"
Blake nodded before exiting the room, leaving Oobleck and Port to decide on her passing or failing. Needless to say, the two were very sure that Blake would pass, Port especially.
Continuing on, the two called for the next enrollee to enter. There was a minute long wait before someone walked into the room.
The person was a seventeen-eighteen year old girl. She had medium length green hair and amber eyes, her face giving off absolutely no notable emotion. She was dressed in a yellow and black striped shirt with a black frill trim and jeans with a snake patterned on it, both of these complimented by black leather constructs going up her arms and down her legs from the top of the shin, both pieces of clothing were torn in various areas. Her outfit seemed to show off her form, most notably her shirt, which covered only one shoulder and stopped just at the bust line, which in turn showed off her rather "ample" cleavage. In addition, there were snake tattoo's, one on her left hip and-only slightly visible-on her left breast. Though Port and Oobleck were too far to correctly see, those that could see up close would think the pupils of her eyes were slitted.
She stopped at the center of the room and looked up at the balcony above, her face still frozen in an emotionless stare.
Oobleck started off, "You will begin at the sound of the horn, are you ready?"
The girl below nodded. Soon the room started to change in front of her, going from a large metallic room to a massive, well lit forest. The girl glanced around, analyzing the environment and determining whatever strengths could be found and used in such a location. Before she could continue whatever thought she had however, they started to appear...
Around six beowolves crawled out of the bushes, their blackened hide covered in multiple areas by pieces of bone-like armor. As soon as they spotted her, they started to snarl and roar, showing a single row of white, serrated teeth, more than capable of biting a normal man nearly clean in two.
If they were trying to intimidating her, it didn't work.
Her brows now furrowed slightly, the girl pulled out an elongated knife, licked the blade, and took up a combat position. The two parties stared each other down, time seeming to slow to a crawl as as result. Then, horn went off, and the beowolves charged.
They didn't stand as chance...
If battle could be compared to music, then the scene that unfolded before the two professor's eyes could be considered a simple, yet elegant and grand symphony performed on an equally grand stage.
The first beowolf didn't even last a minute. As soon as it opened it's mouth with a roar, it found four knives embedded into it's face, one in each eye, one directly in it's cranium, and one directly down its throat. The second didn't fare much better, as a gash appeared from one end of its neck to the other. Then she charged it again, doing the same to the other side-decapitating the creature.
The third one, at the very least, managed to get a swing in. It's right arm flailing rapidly after the girl...who flipped above the arm and used the momentum of both the creature and herself to cut through the beowolf's arm, amputating the Grimm. Then, completely ignoring the one armed beowolf, charged the fourth one, slashing upwards and leaving a very large cut on the beowolf's torso. She continued by stabbing two knives into the wound and, leaping onto the creature's chest, pulled the blades outward in a horizontal arc, giving the beast a large, off kilter X-shaped wound.
The fifth one, which had stayed out of the conflict so far, decided to charge at that moment, roaring as it shot one of it's razor sharp claws towards the girl it wanted to kill. It failed horribly...
The girl jumped up above the charging Grimm, which slammed it's claw into the other ones wound, crushing whatever insides it still had. Realizing its mistake too late, the beowolf could only snarl in pain as the tendons in its legs were cut, bringing it to its knees. The girl, not finished, followed up with bringing her knives back around, slicing the back of the creature's neck wide open. Then, her right foot took a step onto it's back, rising above the creature before bringing her left foot down on the back of its head, ripping off whatever muscle was left that managed to keep its head still attached to its body.
The fifth one was down, but it wasn't over as the third one charged from behind the both of them, it's fury palpable as it roared.
It lasted about as well as the last five. As soon as her left foot hit the ground, she flipped forward-a knife attached to the end of her leg-and brought her left leg up toward its leftover arm, which ended up having absolutely no resistance as the knife cut through it like butter before flying up into the air.
Now realizing it was armless, the beowolf couldn't react when the girl brought her knee into its
chin, flinging him onto the ground.
Bringing her foot down onto its chest, the girl held the Grimm there as she raised her arm, caught the now falling knife, and brought it down through the poor creatures neck.
All six dead, within the span of three to four minutes.
Turning back to the balcony above, her face a complete mask of emotionless stoicism, only said one word to the two: "Done."
Port chuckled, "Done indeed..." he turned to Oobleck "...And what is the name of this young lady, my dear friend?"
Oobleck looked down at a console and typed in a few commands. It brought up her-surprisingly lackluster-portfolio. On the line where her signature goes was a singular name.
"Hikage."
...Ironwood...
It was a rare day for General Ironwood.
It began when his forces suddenly picked up on a distress signal a few kilometers from the location of the Atlesian air fleet. The signal stated that a small settlement was under attack by Grimm, and that they desperately needed help before they were overrun.
Ironwood responded appropriately, sending a large contingency of his force down to combat the Grimm. They would then form a perimeter around the settlement and hold there while they evacuate its citizens.
The plan had gone off without a hitch, with his forces overtaking the Grimm without much problem. Ironwood would then bring several shuttles down and load the citizens on them. Within two hours the entire settlement was evacuated and, about a few hours later, landed safely in the kingdom of Atlas.
That was a typical day for James Ironwood, what made this day rare were the reports he obtained after leaving the ruined place.
while flying towards Atlas, he read up on what his men saw, and was thoroughly surprised when he heard that a majority of the Grimm were already dealt with when they arrived.
Specifically, the Grimm were already being held off...by a seventeen year old girl.
Upon hearing this, Ironwood requested that they bring her to a private room so that he could speak to her personally. He quickly made his way to the room she was being held in, it was around dusk when he entered.
The first thing he noticed was her red, thick - rimmed glasses and strawberry pink hair, styled in a Bob cut with several bangs over her eyebrows, and her light brown eyes. She currently was wearing a school uniform with a loose pink cardigan, and a bandage covering her right hand. As Ironwood noticed, she looked incredibly shy and nervous.
"Hello, young one...I don't suppose you know why I brought you here." The girl nodded
"Does it have to do with me fighting those Grimm?"
He nodded, and pulled out his scroll. It began playing videos of her fighting Grimm, this included one of her decapitating a beowolf, another showing her fight with two Ursa's, and one of her takedown of a third Ursa-an Ursa major (which she had a significant problem with).
"Usually it takes around two teams of hunters to deal with this many Grimm, and at least a well trained expert to beat an Ursa major..." he nodded toward the scroll "...And yet, here you are, having held the line against what can be considered an armada of Grimm."
The girl looked away slightly, "I-I was only trying to help the people there, they would've..."
"Young lady, what you did back there is completely noble. You've saved more lives here today than the Atlesian military ever could in three months."
"Thank you very much." She nodded in his direction, "But then why am I being held here?"
"Well, it began when the area you were currently in sent a distress signal out to any nearby parties, we intercepted the signal and came calling. I was expecting that we wouldn't make it in time to save everybody, but with your intervention, nearly everyone survived. As such, I'd like to extend my sincerest gratitude for your deeds."
"Th-thank you." She smiled softly, though there was still a hint of nervousness in her tone.
The two sat there silently for a minute, during that time an idea began to form in Ironwood's head.
"Do you wish to help people?"
The girl contemplated the question for a minute before speaking, "It's not really my main goal, b-but I'll help people if they ever need it."
"Then why don't I offer you something as a thank you."
The girl perked up at that, so he continued, "I know a certain man, he's rather mysterious, and our views on certain things are different, but what we both want is to ultimately keep the citizens of the four kingdoms safe. I could give him a call and have him arrange a few things for you."
"Who would this man be?"
"His name is Ozpin, he's the Headmaster of Beacon Academy."
The girls eyes widened at the name, before she jumped out of her seat, "I CAN'T ACCEPT."
"Why not?"
"I'm not worthy of such an offering, I-I'm shy and clumsy, I'm ridiculed for having a bonsai hobby, I-I not worthy!"
"You say that despite the fact that you saved hundreds of lives, then I'll say you're more than worthy of attending Beacon Academy...even with your bonsai hobby."
The girl sat back down, but it was clear she was not fully ready to accept the offer.
"I-I-"
Ironwood spoke once again, his voice full of sincerity, "Please take the offer, this is the best way I can thank you, and I promise you are fully deserving of attending Beacon, and if you don't like it, then you can drop it anytime, I won't complain."
The girl sat there silently, thinking of how to respond. Finally, after what seemed like eight minutes the girl responded.
"A-alright, I'll take your offer, I'll attend Beacon Academy."
Ironwood smiled, "Excellent! Then I'll contact Ozpin the coming morning, and personally have you flown by shuttle to a dock in Vale, you should have enough time to reach the platform for new students." The girl nodded. Before Ironwood left, he remembered one small thing.
"I almost forgot to ask, what is your name?"
…?...
"Excuse me?"
The girl looked up from the book she was reading, and noticed that two people had entered the room she was in. One was a man with silver-white hair, while another was a woman, her appearance giving off the vibe of a witch.
Confused at the arrival of the two individuals, but knowing no better way of responding, the girl simply said, "Hello?"
"Hello..." the two people shared appearance glance with each other before continuing, "My name is Ozpin, I'm the Headmaster of Beacon Academy, the one with me is Glynda Goodwitch, she is a staff member at Beacon."
"Nice to meet you both."
Ozpin nodded, "Now, if I may ask, what is your name?"
The girl paused for a minute, clearly thinking on whether her response would put her in more trouble or not, finally she decided that it couldn't be worse than it already is and answered.
"My name is Alice Fuji."
"Off to a good start." Ozpin smiled, "Could you explain why it is you said that you're associated with the White Fang?"
"Because I would be forced to work for them."
"Why?"
The girl once again paused, this time though it seemed less about whether it would get her in trouble and more on a personal problem. After about a minute, Alice spoke.
"Because I was raised and trained by some associates of the White Fang. They trained me to be an assassin...but I don't want to kill anybody, I just want to live however I want."
"So you ran away?" Alice nodded
The two swallowed up the information they just heard. Ozpin thought through the dilemma the girl was currently having, and thought of a solution for her, it would only depend on her to take it or not.
"Well, that is a problem. I can certainly understand why you wouldn't want to work for groups such as the White Fang's associates, but I can clearly see that if you try to run from that group, then they will most likely hunt you down and kill you for trying. Do you agree with my observation?"
Once again Alice nodded, "Yes, I've been attacked before..." Ozpin took notice of the girls downtrodden expression at those words, "...I don't want to run and hide. I want to go to a place I can call home, but I don't want to kill other people to earn that kind of living. I'll do anything else, but I don't want to be an assassin."
The room went silent for a while, Alice's words hanging in the air as it did.
Then Ozpin spoke, "Are you fully determined to live by those words?"
Alice looked at Ozpin, he was smiling, "I can't guarantee that the attempts on your life will stop, and it may be that sooner or later you will have to face those that want it. But I can offer you something similar to home. It'll involve some form of work, but you'll go to school there, you'll meet people who you could consider friends or family. It may not be the perfect hand for you, but I think it'll be better than the one given to you now."
Alice remained silent, contemplating the words of Ozpin. That's when she remembered what she told him earlier, "Are you talking about Beacon Academy?"
Ozpin nodded, "Indeed, do you know what it is Beacon is for?"
"You train hunters to fight against the Grimm and keep the peace in the four kingdoms."
"Correct. Instead of killing others, you will be trained to fight the Grimm and make sure that the citizens of the kingdoms can wake up tomorrow without a problem. Certainly sounds better, wouldn't you agree."
Alice nodded at his offer, but her brow furrowed as a question came to mind, "Will there be a catch?"
"Well, you will be a unique entity, since the typical way of entering Beacon is through an entrance exam, you will have to prove yourself instead on initiation day. But I can assure you that you aren't the first one, in fact just earlier today I met one myself and gave the same offer." Ozpin and Glynda shared a quick glance, and Alice noticed the sigh escape Glynda's mouth for a second, "and, if you ask me, I get the feeling that you won't be the last one this year either."
When Ozpin finished, Alice closed her eyes, no doubt imagining how life at Beacon would be like. Ozpin noticed the soft smile spread across her face, and when she opened her eyes, he saw warmth in her eyes as she gave her answer.
"Alright then, I'll go to Beacon Academy."
Ozpin smiled back, "Alright then. I'll expect you to be on the shuttle the first day, and to be prepared for whatever may follow when it does..." he stood up and walked over to a table nearby. A box was sitting on it, which he picked up and placed in front of her, "...I believe these are yours."
He pulled the top off, revealing her pistol, and the Komoito. Alice pulled out the pistol and the strange knife, looking longingly at the blade, before sheathing both back in easy and quick to reach places.
Half an hour later, Alice Fuji was released thanks to Ozpin's explanation to authorities, and disappeared into the night. She wouldn't reappear until the first day the airships pick up any students.
...Ozpin...
The next morning, Ozpin sat at his desk, looking over the names of those who either passed the entrance exam or earned a spot through other means.
...Ruby Rose...Ryuko Matoi...Ryuko Matoi?
Before the name could register with his thoughts, his scroll vibrated. Deciding to hold his thoughts for later, Ozpin pulled out his scroll and answered it, "Hello?"
"Ozpin, my dear friend!" It was General Ironwood.
"James, what occasion is it you're calling me for this time."
Ironwood went on to tell the entire story of the girl protecting a large settlement from a pack of Grimm, and asked if he would be fine with letting her attend Beacon.
"It would be an honor to have her attend the academy." Ozpin slumped back into his chair, "All I'll ask is what her name is."
"Her name is Mirai Kuriyama."
Well...I wrote a doozy.
Hello ladies and gentlemen, my name is CrazeStasis, and welcome to the prologue chapter to my first ever fan fiction by the name of Amaranth!
So, this story is inspired in part by a fanfiction called "Team MSNR" by "The Swordslinger" (yes, "The" is part of his name folks), but has several very big differences (the story essentially had a challenge that put Naruto and three other characters into the world of RWBY as a team, I don't plan to add Naruto as a character until muuuch later-if at all.) It's also inspired in part by "To My Death I Fight" by "BahamutReishiki, which melds the universe of Bleach with Kill la Kill very well.
Now just to get this out of the way, here's the full team (team AMRH) to make it easier for you.
Alice Fuji-Comes from the Manga "Arachnid" (you can look up several scanlation sites if you want to find it easier), a girl trained by an organization of assassin's based off of various insects. Her's is the spider (and by the spider, I mean all species of spiders) and has the codename "Kumo" as a result. Most of the story is her fighting against said organization, something I will try to reflect later in the story.
Mirai Kuriyama-From the anime and light novel "Beyond the Boundary." A girl from a clan of monster (called "Youmu" in-series) hunters that can control their blood to fight. She's the last of said clan, and struggles to make a living due to several things in the past. She's also shunned from other monster (Youmu) hunters, and hence has a ratherThough I get the feeling it will be hard to write her the right way, I hope I can do an adequate enough job in story.
Ryuko Matoi-from the anime "Kill la Kill." A girl that enters the prestigious Honnoji Academy (which will now be transferred somewhat to Beacon academy) in search of her father's killer. She fights using half of a scissor blade (I'm giving her the full pair instead) and a Kamui named Senketsu (a school uniform in the anime, a scarf in this story). I feel that she will be the easiest to write out of the four members.
Hikage-from the video game and (rather shifty by comparison) anime Senran Kagura. One of the five ninjas (though the term frequently used is "shinobi") that oppose/are rivals to the main heroes. Hikage was a street urchin raised and trained by another named Hinata. When Hikage found Hinata dead in an alleyway, Hikage took her knife as a tragic keepsake of the sort. This'll be interesting, the only part of Senran Kagura media I've really been exposed to is The anime (which was terrible), so trying to write Hikage in character is going to be a challenge.
Overall, please leave a review, tell me what I did good or could improve on (I personally think Mirai's part in this chapter was the weakest, and the fight scene was my strongest, what do you guys think?), and follow or favorite if you think the story's good so far.
Next chapter: It finally begins...
So now, for fun, fedoras, and insanity, PEACE!