SLOW DOWN PEOPLE!
I'm only posting the customary trailers as this is a RWBY story.
The actual story is still a while off from being posted.
And even then, I started writing this during the little crash the site had, when no updates notifications were sent out for when a story updated, or, you know, when it was posted.
And we start with the leader and marksmen.
Yeah, kinda funny that Ex-Aid isn't the leader isn't it?
The sounds of nature were heard in what looked like a Savannah environment.
A gazelle was soon seen running away from something, that thing soon revealing to be a black lion with white bone pieces on it's body and a white faceplate on the upper half it's face, and glowing red eyes.
It was pouncing in the air, ready to eat the gazelle, before a shot rang out, and the lion fell to the ground lifelessly, a bullet hole in it's head as it's body dissolved away into black smoke.
As for where the bullet came from...
Seen crouching on a thick branch on a distant (and we mean VERY distant) tree, was a young man with dark black hair that seemed to have a hint of navy blue and a thick bang that covered the right side of his face in neon green, leaving only his left eye exposed, showing it's color to be a ruby red.
His face could be described as above average, meaning that some people paid attention, and some people didn't.
He wore a navy blue sleeveless vest over a white tiger print shirt, a camo cloak over his body to fit into the Savannah, with simple dark green cargo pants and black boots.
In his hands was a navy blue sniper rifle with neon green tiger stripes painted onto it, before he pulled and twisted a few pieces and it shifted down to a somewhat bulky pistol.
"Target eliminated. Time for that pay the barman says he owes me." the young man muttered to himself as he jumped down from the tree, making his way back to town.
On his way there, he shot more black animals with white bone parts, including shooting a black elephant with a sleeping dart and taking it's tusks.
He'd learned that you couldn't take trophies if they died, but you could if you took your trophies while they were alive.
Besides, he could probably sell these for a good price, some collector would pay millions for it most likely.
He normally wouldn't do this kind of thing, as the only kind of hunting he originally did was for overpopulated species, but here, well those black creatures were a kill on sight type of deal.
When he reached the small village, which had a high wall to protect it from those creatures, he groaned when he got close to the tavern.
More idiotic bandits were there, and probably causing trouble.
As he was about to enter he moved aside, as a woman with long black hair and red eyes, wearing a red and black outfit with a blade sheathed at her hip, stepped out, muttering things along the lines of 'incompetent oafs' or 'useless drunkards'.
The bandits that were still outside started following her, seemingly trying to placate her.
The young man rose an eyebrow at that, discreetly snapping a picture of the woman as she turned her head to speak to one of her subbordinates, being able to catch a profile shot of her face.
He might be able to use it for refference and see if she had a bounty, after all, if he was right, she was the leader of the bandit group, and she was annoyed at the ones still in the tavern.
He smirked, pulling out a pair of gloves with metal plates on them and putting them on his hands.
He expected a fight, so he was going to be ready.
(Play Goya no Machiawase by Hello Sleepwalkers)
He kicked in the door, quickly raising up his gloved hand and blocking a sword on the metal plate, before drawing his pistol and shooting the bandit in the gut with a stun round, dropping him quickly.
Another two came at him and he pulled a chair, sliding it at them and tripping them, hitting them with the butt of his pistol as they fell forwards and knocking them out.
He taunted the remaining ones by giving them a 'come at me' gesture, which prompted them to pull out guns of their own, making him smirk as he kicked a table over and hid behind it as they opened fire.
Right in the middle of the bullet hell, he stood up, all the bullets easily being dodged by him, until they all noticed something different about him.
His red eye now had a green crosshair in the middle of the pupil.
To them, he seemed to be making small movements to dodge everything at increased speeds, but to him, time had slowed to a crawl.
The joys of a semblance that slowed time around you and enhanced your marksmen abilities.
Thus, why he called it Bullet Time.
He figured he was done playing with them now, as he started shooting more stun rounds from his pistol, hitting all the ones with guns and knocking them down, and forcing the ones with close range weapons to rush him.
He chuckled as his weapon shifted into rifle form and he held it by the barrel, using the butt to club them on the head as they got near him.
Not long after, the last one fell, and he received his money plus some extra from the barman, as well as selling off the tusks, making his way out of town with 1500 lien added to his wallet.
(fade out song and fade screen to black)
Four silhouettes appear in front of different colored backgrounds, in order of Navy Blue, Sky Blue, Yellow, and Magenta, under each were letters that spelled out SBLE.
The first silhouette became colored in, showing the young man with his back facing the screen and looking back over his shoulder while his rifle rested over his other shoulder.
The screen then glitches out to show a simple message.
See you next Demo
If it isn't obvious, Snipe's hair is dyed.
Anyway, I kept out the rider elements as much as possible, but I still hope you enjoyed this small trailer people.
As for what was going on, well that'll be explained some other time.
See ya next time!