Fuyu 7/9/14: Revised slightly I might not have time to revise everything.
Chapter 1: Gris Nuages
In a world filled with dangerous Creatures of Grim since the dawn of man, mankind struggled to fight off these shadowy creatures for generations. Eventually, humans created a tool that could successfully fight off the monsters. This was appropriately named after what man was first made from, Dust. Today, Dust is still being utilized in weaponry against the monsters. After so many years of conflict peace has finally come to mankind, but that doesn't mean the danger is not there. With the danger still lurking in the shadows, Hunters and Huntresses are there to fight it off. They learn the basics and get their own customized weapon at the training school, Signal, then off they go to Beacon the last leg of the journey to be a Hunter/Huntress.
One young man, named Gris Nuages, had gone through Signal but for some reason they won't let him graduate. Gris had skipped through many years of school because he just got high scores on exams many times and his fighting skills are mostly self-taught. He was very disappointed when he couldn't graduate to Beacon so he dropped out. Yet he still got his weapons, two collapsible katanas where the hilt and guard is a sub-machinegun that fires bullets tipped with Burn Dust. He wanders the streets where people call him "The Ghost" because of his attire which includes a light grey long coat with a hood, black pants, shirt and armor on his torso. At night he really does look like his namesake and his piercing red eyes just add to it. He usually goes to the forest to fight some monsters other times he'd find himself annoyed by various crimes going on in town. The latter, however, could bring a lot of attention to him to he makes sure to at least try to escape being seen but that doesn't mean he could escape the eyes of people at Beacon, especially Ozpin, the academy's chairman.
One day, Gris finds himself in the middle of a fight he's trying to keep on the down low as he fights against some of Torchwick's lackeys which were stealing some Ice Dust gems. He manages to knock down half of them before one of them suddenly blasted an Impact Gem which was a few feet right in front of him. The blast knocked him off his feet and he hits his head hard on the pavement. The last thing he saw before he lost consciousness was a woman with short blond hair, blue eyes and glasses standing over him and said, "Found you."
When he came to, he was sitting at a table in the middle of the room. As he looked around wondering where he is an accented yet familiar male voice broke his concentration and dizziness brought on by concussion, "Ah I see you've finally woken up." He looked and saw a tall man with messy, grey hair approach the table with two cups of what Gris smells as coffee. At that moment Gris knew who the man was, his lips parted and said in a somewhat quiet voice, "Y-you're-"
The man cut him off, "Yes, my name is Professor Ozpin." Hearing this, Gris almost jumped out of his seat in surprise and his eyes widened knowing for a fact that Beacon's chairman is standing right in front of him. "Now, now young man calm down," The professor said as he sits opposite from Gris sliding the other coffee mug to him. Gris, still at a loss for words, nervously sipped the coffee given to him bowing his head in respect and thanks beforehand. "I heard of you a lot from the students. You really have built up a reputation mister..."
Gris gently puts the mug down on the table, "U-um c-call me Gris."
The professor nodded and continued as the blonde woman came up with a holographic scroll showing a video recording of him fighting, "How have you learned how to fight like this, hm?"
Gris stopped with the mug halfway to his lips, "I was self taught for the most part, th-that's all"
Ozpin raised an eyebrow at this as he spoke, "and what about those weapons?"
Gris had no choice but to tell the truth, "S-Signal i was at Signal, I Skipped through much due to my skill and scores."
There was a slight pause as Ozpin seems to be thinking about it. This felt like minutes to Gris then the professor adjusted his glasses a bit and said, "Ah yes now I remember. You were the boy I heard that dropped out some time ago."
Gris nodded, a little ashamed, as he explained why he had to drop out. The headmaster nodded, "So, how would you like it if I enrolled you to my Academy?"
Gris was, again, at a loss for words as he thought about it. Eventually he nodded and the professor turned to the woman, "Glynda make sure this young man is officially enrolled" Glynda nodded and Ozpin turned back towards Gris who is now conflicted between feeling euphoric excitement and nervous surprise. Ozpin spoke breaking Gris' train of thought, "also why do you want to become a Hunter?"
This toned down his mood from excited to depressed as he quietly said, "my parents...are gone because of those Grim."
"So it's for revenge?"
"I guess you could say that, but to me it's more like so I won't end up like them and protect others in the process."
A slight smile appeared on the professor's face as he saw the face of true determination in Gris' face, "I'm pleased to have met you Gris, and I hope to see how you do in the initiation." He held out his hand and Gris accepted the gesture with a firm handshake.
