Dance with the Damned

The lights that shown within the room only reinforced the idea that many who had walked into its dark depths had never come out in one piece or at all. The room itself was a large, cleanly kept space big enough to fit a small army into with no obvious ways of entering or exiting.

"Subject-711 to test room 1," was all the monotone of the intercom said. A portion of the wall on one side of the room opened to reveal a young man with deep sea-blue eyes and a deathly pale white face that was out shined by his short blonde hair that covered his ears. He wore a suit of smooth jet black armor that reached from his feet and ended at his neck and shoulders. However, the most prominent feature was his hellish grin that only exacerbated his nightmarish appearance. A bright white light sparked on behind a high rising window on the far side of the room. A figure whose feature were obscured by the light pressed a button on a panel and spoke into a small microphone.

"Begin Test".

From each side of the room, over a dozen large doors slid down from the walls to reveal a multitude of wolf like creatures with bone white faces of grimm. Upon seeing him, three of the monsters howled in unison and charged the lone figure with claws and teeth bared. The man crouched into a fighting stance and swung his fist upward, smashing in the creatures jaw and sent it barreling into another of its comrades. The third pounced at the man in an attempt to pin the man to the ground and maul him to death. The lone man jumped to the side to avoid the beast while also grabbing a tuft of fur with one hand sending himself flying along with the grimm. The creature tried to grab and rip the man off its back but couldn't reach him where he held on to. The man grabbed onto its jaw with one hand and held onto its shoulder with the other. Its neck yanked around with a loud snap.

"This is just getting fun!" shouted the man as he grabbed the pair of large gauntlets he had kept holstered at his thighs. Each weapon the same jet black smoothness of his armor. Suddenly, the scream of a Beowulf let him know that he didn't have to wait long for his enjoyment to begin again. A massive hand swung for his head, its razor sharp claws shining in the dimly lit room. The man caught its arm mid strike and in the same quick motion, climbed onto its back and twisted its arm behind the creature, causing it to shriek in pain. He forced the creature to the ground with a strike to the nape of the grimms neck. Blood and gore splattered the floor as its head was caved in with a single blow from the men's armored fist, cracking the concrete underneath the pulpy mass where its head used to be. Another charged the man from where he stood perched upon the headless body of the beowulf, its mouth opened as far as it could go in an attempt to bite and rip the mans own head off. Just before the grimm could snap its jaws shut, its body became completely limp. A black object sticking out from the back of its large neck, pieces of white teeth and dark red blood dripping off of the men's armored fist.

"I want more!" howled the fighter as a pair of prong like blade sprouted from each gauntlet; the blades shining from opposing sides of the man's wrist. Instead of waiting for another one to rush him, he instead ran insanely at a pair of grimm, cackling madly and wildly flailing his arms the entire way. Upon reaching them, both struck with their razor like claws but was blocked by the mans own blades.

"GIVE ME MORE!" screamed the man at the grimm as he cleanly sliced the arm off of one of the creatures. It shrieked in agony and fell back while its partner tried to retaliate for the attack but was quickly cut off at the head; its dark blood spraying high into the air. The man began to giggle maniacally at the sight of the fountain. The second grimm tried to regain its balance and attack with its other claw, however, the grimm shrieked in agony as that arm was cut off at the shoulder. Leaving the creature to bleed out, he turned himself to face the rest of the horde of creatures, his eyes beginning to lose their blue hue and began to be darken to a near black level.

"My turn." he cackled. Each of his hands began to glow a gentle orange as dust from the gauntlets began to form a small bright orange orb at the end of each of his clenched fists. As the orbs began to grow in size and brightness, bright white bolts of energy began to strike between each bladed prong, growing in size and ferocity as the orbs grew in size. Growing impatient, a single grimm rushed the lone man, its arms outstretched and mouth wide open to finally kill the single fighter. In a flash of movement, the man jumped straight from the grimm. The blades impaled it without a sound. The creature glared at the man with apparent surprise that that it was still alive.

"Time for the finale." he said. The grimm began to scream in agony as flames began to pour outwards from its mouth ears and eyes. Within seconds, the creature was turned to a pile of ashes. Turning the glowing weapons on the remaining crowd of grimm, a small stream of energy fired from the orb and followed the blades. The moment the energy reached the end of the prongs, the condensed energy expanded into a massive raging inferno that consumed the entire side of the room it was aimed at. The creatures howled in pain as they were burned alive. The man, who continued to fill the room with fire, simply stared at his handy work with a wide toothy smile that grew larger and larger the longer the inferno consumed everything before him.

The white light flashed on again behind the madman as two new figures appeared in the window. One had the look of a man in a suit and top hat and the other a feminine figure with long flowing hair. "Test complete." rang the original proctors voice.

"He will do perfectly." said the woman

"And how do you expect to keep him under control? How do you expect ME to keep him on a leash?" the man asked.

"It doesn't matter," replied the woman, "so long as he has something to play with he will do as I want."

Both looked back at their new asset, still blazing away at the remains, his psychotic grin causing the man to look away in disgust and the woman to watch in awe at what her new toy would do for fun.

AUTHOR NOTE:

So there you have it folks, the first of two trailers for the new guys in the world of RWBY. I had a lot of fun trying my hand at creating a brand new character to RWBY. Be sure to comment on the story and let me know what you think of the new story, it would really help me to make sure the story is as good as I aspire it to be. Credits to DeadAliveManiac and Zivon96 for the inspiration to write the trailers for the new characters.