"From Dust man was created and to Dust man will return at the hands of the creatures of Grimm. Or this would be the case if not for the brave hunters and huntresses protecting our way of life."

I remember reading those words as a kid, marveling at the protectors mentioned. From then on I decided to train to become a hunter. Still, I never imagined I'd be on my way to the most renowned training academy for hunters and huntresses.

My name is Garnet Rose, fifteen years old, hunter in training. This is my story.

"Garnet wake up." commands a small, high pitched voice that I recognize instantly. I groan, ignoring the voice.

Suddenly I hear a more mature, womanly voice yell "Grimm!"

I jolt awake, reaching for anything to use as a weapon. My hand grips a shoe. I jump up readying my "weapon", preparing to hurl the "shoe of one thousand deaths" at the nearest enemy. In the back of my sleep hazed mind I scold myself for naming a shoe while I scan the area trying to get my bearings. I'm on a dust plane in a battle stance gripping a shoe like it's a deadly sword, while my two sisters are laughing their heads off.

I slump back against the wall of the plane, but not before chucking the shoe at my twin sister's head. Of course she dodges it and it hits some blond haired guy in the back of the head. Oops. I'll have to apologize later. I turn back to my sisters, glaring at them with my "I will kill you" glare.

"Have I ever mentioned that I hate both of you?" I growl at Ruby and Yang.

Ruby, being my twin sister, looks almost exactly like me, except for being a girl of course. Still I'm a little taller than she is, she's 5'5" and I'm 5'6" and a half. Ruby's outfit consists of a black top, a mainly black "battle skirt" as she calls it with red trim, a belt with extra ammo clips and a silver rose insignia attached to the front, black stockings and boots that come up almost to her knees, and her signature red hooded cloak, and of course her weapon, Crescent Rose, strapped to the back of her belt. I, on the other hand, usually wear a blood red t-shirt, a black hoodie with a symbol that looks like a wilted rose, a pair of black shorts with red cuffs that end slightly below my knees, an unassuming grey belt, and a pair of red and black skate shoes. To finish off the look, I have my two weapons, Red Raven and Gale Force, strapped to either side of my belt. Finally, we both have black hair with natural red highlights.

Ruby giggles at my annoyance. "Sorry Garnet, but we're almost at Beacon." She squeals, unable to contain her excitement.

Come on sis, act your age not you shoe size. "Hey keep it down a bit. People are starting to glance over here, and I don't want to draw any attention." I mumbled, pulling up my hood. "We were moved ahead two years. We're already going to have massive targets on our backs without you causing a scene."

"Quit being so dramatic, Garnet! You two won't be targeted by other students who are jealous of you. Besides, even if you are I'm sure you two can handle yourselves in a fight."

"Thank you for that, Yang. That definitely didn't make me more nervous than I already was." Yang smiled upon hearing that, totally unaware of my sarcastic tone.

Yang is Ruby's and my older sister by two years. She has deep blue eyes, flowing blonde hair that she is overly protective of (trust me. I once accidently cut off a lock while we were sparing. Afterward I wasn't able to walk for three days.) Yang also loves style. She wears an orange scarf around her neck, a brown low-cut coat that shows her midriff, a yellow undershirt with a flame insignia, black shorts (that I think are a bit too short) along with a belt with pouches attached to hold extra ammo, brown knee-high boots with orange socks, and a blue bandana tied above her left boot. Finishing the look are her weapons, yellow gauntlets, one on each wrist.

Yang elbowed me in the gut gently. Unfortunately she a weak grasp on the meaning of the word gently. Air rushed out of my lungs and I stumbled back a few paces, looking at Yang with my "what the hell was that for?" look. Yang just grinned apologetically. Meanwhile, Ruby was looking out the window and jumping up and down like a five year old who just had three cups of coffee.

"We'reherewe'reherewe'rehere!" Ruby chanted making every student on the plane stare at her. I pulled my hood up even more.

I sighed. Just another day living with Ruby, I thought to myself as the plane doors opened.

AN (Edit): Ventusblade here. I've gone back to edit the first few chapters of this story as most of them have glaring grammatical errors and other stupid mistakes I made due to the excitement of being a new writer publishing something. Also, it's been a year already (at the time of this revision on 12/24/14), so a revision is probably due.

As you probably noticed, I kept the first part of the chapter in present tense. I did this for two reasons; 1) I really didn't want to go back and change every verb to past tense, 2) I kind of like how it shows my progression as a writer (going from a newbie who doesn't know which verb tense to use to a somewhat respectable author). I hope you guys agree with this view.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy reading this story as much as I enjoy writing it. And to all of you guys who supported me back when I was still Roxasblade, thank you.

Your eternally grateful author,

-Ventusblade