Hello everyone. If you read the former story The Life of Brutus, I should inform you that I have deleted it. Reason why is because I had a Beta go over some issues. To be honest, I need a lot of work. However, that will not stop me from making a new one. Only this time, I will try my best to make this story enjoyable. I do not own RWBY or any of its characters. All property belongs to Rooster Teeth. So without a further ado, here's the chapter.

Intro: My Beginning

Beta's P.O.V.

'This has to be the worst day... of all time', I thought to myself as I sat on the cold, metallic floor. I sighed angrily, staring nervously at my suit case, or what remained of it. I had a recent incident with a faunas who was pissed off because someone, not saying who, spilled hot coffee on his crotch. So in return, he returned his "gratitude" by tearing apart my suitcase with his claws. What's worse, I had to carry all my stuff in my arms as I hurried towards my destination.

And if your asking where, I'll tell you. I'm an airship to reach Beacon, a prosperous Huntsman academy. I received a letter two weeks prior while I attended Signal Academy. I was informed by one of my instructors that I was being sent to Beacon three years earlier. The reason why is unknown, other then Ozpin requested for my admittance.

I found this quite perplexing as to why a headmaster of Beacon Academy would ask me, out of everyone else. Don't get me wrong I'm excited as every other person in this world, it's just that I'm anxious about the selection. To tell you the truth I wish that I wasn't selected to proceed to Beacon. Out of all the highly experienced students, I'm the only one who isn't qualified to be a Huntsman.

I have no fighting style, no strategy, no strength, and I certainly don't know how to use my own aura. Out of the four flaws I listed, the only two methods I obtained was weapon modification and Dust alchemy. Though I suppose "weapon medication" is just another term for jury rigging. As for my knowledge of Dust, let's just say there was an incident relating to a fire in one of the classrooms. After the fire was extinguished, I was permanently banned from using or experimenting with dust; unless I was supervised by a partner or teacher.

Despite everything that occurred, I wasn't going to let that bring me down. So here I was, sitting on the floor of the airship, slowing making its way to Beacon. I stood up, turning around as I stared at the scenery below. A smile crept up as I continued to gaze as the passing by city, waving goodbye as the gap between the airship and us grew longer.

Before I could gaze any further a news report blared out about a recent attack of the Faunas Civil Right's Movement by the White Fang, along with the mentioning of Roman Torchwick. However, the anchorwoman's speech was cut short as a holographic image of a blonde women appeared. Curious, I took a couple of steps closer so I could hear what she had to announce.

"Hello, and welcome to Beacon! My name is Glynda Goodwitch. You are among a privileged few who have received the honor of being selected to attend this prestigious academy! Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace, and as future Huntsman and Huntresses, it is your duty to uphold it", she stated calmly.

'I highly doubt that', I thought negatively, crossing my arms in dissatisfaction.

"You have demonstrated the courage needed for such a task, and now, it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and the training to protect our world", she added before dissipating. Then everyone made a commotion as they all leaned towards the mirror, staring at their formal school, Signal Academy. Though not everyone appreciated the view, as one of the passengers held his hand over his mouth to hold in the contents of his stomach.

I stepped aside as said student lurched passed me and two girls, one being a blonde with flowing hair and a smaller girl whose hair tips are dyed red. Not a minute after the boy passed they both caused a ruckus as they kept their distance away from the vomit. "This is going to be a long day", I muttered in disappointment, hoping that I could survive the challenges that Oum prepared.

Thank you for taking the time to read the chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it. If you have any complaints or comments, please PM me so I could attend to the issue. Please review the chapter, I would greatly accept feedback or comments. Until next time, I'll see you in the next chapter.