Okay guys so Im in an epic mood right now cuz I just figured out the Tahm Kench is actually a Darkin just like Aatrox, so thats fuckin awesome. Now Im not sure why the hell Im start ANOTHER story when I am already falling behind on all my others but muse is a fickle thing. Now Im not quite sure how often I'll be updating this story but I'll try to at least update it around every two weeks, but any of you who know me also know that my updating schedule is basically nonexistent so I won't make any promises. So lets see how this goes. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY or any of it's characters, nor do I make any form of profit from this story. All credit goes to the rightful owners. Any OC's in this story are property of their creators.
Ozpin stepped out of the interview room Ruby Rose was in with a smile. It was always good to see someone so young with so much drive, she would make a great huntress one day. Ozpin then looked down at his scroll before making his way down the corridor to another interview room where another potential student was residing, though this one was sure to be completely different from Ms. Rose.
He had purposely left Glynda with Ruby as to lower any chances of possible conflict. If what he'd heard was correct, then this individual could prove to be a bit trying.
Ozpin opened the door and stepped in to the room. "It's about damn time! You really shouldn't keep king waiting." Ozpin looked at the young man sitting at the table in the middle of the room. He appeared to be around seventeen years of age. He wore a large white T-shirt underneath an unzip, over sized white hoodie with red flames along the bottom of the hoodie, across the back of it Ozpin could see in the mirrored window was a Red crown in the middle of what looked like a red sun. He wore baggy black jeans and a pair of black leather combat boots. Across his forehead was a white cloth headband with a red eye in the center of the forehead. His hair was snow white and stuck up into the air, and his pupils were red.
Ozpin took a seat. "My apologies, Mr..." He trailed off waiting for the young man to speak his name.
"King."
Ozpin raised an eyebrow. "Very well Mr. King, would you mind explaining in your own words why you were arrested earlier today?" Ozpin always believed that there were multiple sides to each story, and even though he'd already read the police report, which is why he's here in the first place, he still wanted to hear the boys side of the story.
King sat up and leaned forward. "Of course. But first you must tell me the status of my men."
Ozpin typed on his scroll quickly. "There were around sixteen children between the ages of ten and twelve arrested at the scene along side you. All of which put up a struggle and referred to themselves as the King's men. None of them were harmed and are in a holding cell demanding for your release. It would seem they are all very loyal to you." As Ozpin explained this a smile grew on King's face revealing two long fangs amongst his teeth, confirming the polices suspicion that he was in fact a faunus.
"Yes, they are each truly good men and women. Even at their young ages they each possess the soul of a true warrior. Thank you for informing me of their health, now onto business." He said clapping his hands as he leaned back again. "I was arrested today because I took part in a bit of a scuffle after a few citizens became angry over the demonstration I was holding."
Ozpin looked down at his scroll again. "And by scuffle you mean a riot."
"Call it what you want, either way they threw the first stone. I was merely attempting to pass enlightenment on to the masses about the horrors that are going on right under their noses!" He exclaimed.
"And what kinds of horrors would these be exactly?" Ozpin asked the odd speaking young man.
"You never gave me your name."
"Ozpin."
"Well Ozpin, when was the last time you took a stroll down a street in the rougher side of town and stopped to look down an alley way? Im going to guess it wasn't recently judging by your wardrobe." King chuckled looking Ozpin's rather regal attire over. "Among those alleys and abandoned buildings you will find any number of poor forgotten souls who have been discarded by society. Children freeze to death at night all the time, and many find that their only chance at a better life is crime. Young faunus run off and join the White Fang, while human children turn to other groups such as drug traffickers. There are even those who end up stowing away on a boat to Atlas so they can get a job in one of the Schnee dust mines."
"Those are the lucky ones by the way, many are targeted by gangs and either forced to join up or are killed for living on that gangs turf. As a king it is my job to protect the weak from evil. Each and everyone of my men I saved from the streets and have protected and guided." As he explained this a prideful smile grew on his face as he thought about his men.
"I see, so in other words you take in and watch out for the children left orphaned on the streets. That is quite the noble thing to do for such a young man." Ozpin complemented.
"Young or old it is a Kings duty to guide his people."
Ozpin then turned his scroll around to show a video image of King fighting off over a dozen VPD officers before being subdued by a nearby Huntsman, but not before a brief conflict between himself and the Huntsman. "Could you tell me where you learned to fight like this? Its quite rare to find someone so young without any kind of known history to be skilled enough to be able to engage a Huntsman in combat, even if it was only a brief battle."
The smile on Kings face dropped slightly. "Im afraid I cannot answer that, because I do not know myself."
"Excuse me?"
King took on a slightly more serious tone. "Yes, approximately sixteen months ago I woke up with no memory of who I was or where I was. The only clues I had to my identity were my weapon," He said referring to the weapon he was using in the video. "And a piece of paper in my pocket that said 'You are King'."
Ozpin was more interested now. "And have you made any progress in trying to find out who you are?"
"No, nor do I want to know. Whoever I was before is dead, I am King now and nobody else." He declared with confidence.
Ozpin was surprised to say the least, usually when someone forgets who they are they will do anything to try and figure out who they were. But here before him was a boy who could careless about his past, strangely Ozpin respected someone who so literally lived for the present and discarded their past. Ozpin smiled. "Well Mr. King, I would like to make you an offer. You see I am the headmaster of the Beacon Academy advanced combat school and I'd like to invite you to come join my school.
King took a moment to think. "While I truly appreciate the offer, and as tempting as it may be. I cannot simply abandon my men, they need their king."
Ozpin nodded. "I understand and I expected as much. Which is why I am also willing to have each of them enrolled into Signal Academy, there they will be provide with a place to live, three meals a day, and a chance to learn to become Hunters like yourself. Beacon Academy would take care of their tuition." Ozpin offered surprising King.
King let out a loud laugh. "You truly are a different kind of man Ozpin. Very well, if you do this for my men then I shall join your academy. However I will need to speak to my men personally and explain this to them, they are very untrusting of strangers." King said happily standing up from his chair and stuck out his hand for Ozpin to shake.
Ozpin smiled and took his hand firmly and shook it. King was an odd one, but Ozpin could tell he was a good man. Ozpin led King out of the room and down the grey hallway until they came to a pair of door that opened up to show an area of holding cells. The cell directly to their right was filled with men in black suits who were arrested after the dust shop robbery, to the left were a group of citizens who were arrested for taking part in the riot, and finally at the back of the room was a cell holding a group of children, one of which saw them coming.
"KING!" He shouted getting the others attention and causing them all to begin calling out to him as well.
"Settle down men, settle down." He shouted getting a bit of quiet. "I have news of the grandest kind! This man beside me has given us a great gift, each and everyone of you will be enrolled into Signal Academy where you will learn to become greater warriors than I could ever make you on my own!" He shouted this causing many of them to begin whispering excitedly.
"But what about you King?" One asked worried for his leader.
"In order to gain this gift for each of you, I have agreed to enroll into Beacon Academy. But worry not for me, because once I graduate from that school I will be stronger than ever before and able to be an even better king to you men than once was possible. NOW WHO ARE YOU?!" He shouted loudly.
"THE KINGS MEN!" Everyone of them shouted back.
"WHAT DO YOU FIGHT FOR!?"
"OUR LIVES!"
"AND WHEN WILL YOU DIE!?"
"NEVER!"
"Damn right! Make me proud men." King said with a smile beaming with pride.
Ozpin couldn't help but smile at the scene before him. He knew it was just a group of children, but the way King was able to rally them like that truly was like watching a king speak to his soldiers. He truly was excited to see what kind of man King would prove to be in the future.
And theres the first chapter, I hope yall liked it. Tell me what you thought in the review, and don't forget to check out my other story The White Mask. LATER.