In the middle of the woods, a lone figure laid there on its back, unmoving, while the nearby trees around it appeared to have been blasted off away from it.

Then it moved.

With a loud groan, it slowly sat itself upwards, while raising a red, armored head to its helmet, like when one gets a headache. It then proceeded to look around, before slowly standing itself up, the beings height equal to that of the small tree's around it. Standing at twenty feet tall, and wearing bright red armor, it looked like a cross between a knight of old, and some sort of space marine. Along it's lower left hip, was a large gash that was leaking golden fluid. To its left, it spotted what looked like castle-like complex.

Without warning, it emitted an audible sigh and began walking while being careful to not knock over the tree's it brushed by,while the cut on its leg giving it a limp.

...

Inside a room, where the ceiling seemed to be made up of moving and spinning gears, was a grey-haired man with a light complexion, and sharp facial features. He wore shaded glass spectacles and a dark-green scarf with a small, purple, cross-shaped emblem on it. His outfit consisted of an unzipped black suit over a buttoned vest, with a green undershirt. He was also wearing black trouser shoes and long, dark-green pants. Currently, he was sitting at the solitary desk in the room, watching a holographic monitor.

Standing next to him while holding a riding crop was middle-aged woman that had very light-blonde hair tied back in a bun with a curl hanging down the right side of her face. Her eyes were bright green and she wore thin ovular glasses. She had teal hanging earrings with a small bead identical to her earrings on her collar. She also wore a white long-sleeved suit that exposes part of her chest, and puffy sleeves that tightened near the wrist before spreading back out near her hands. Her lower body consisted of a black business skirt with buttons running in a vertical line up the front of it and lighter black-brown stockings. Covering he feet were black boots with brown heels, while covering her back was a tattered cape that wass purple inside and black on the outside, decorated by a row of diamond-shaped brown beads going horizontally across her cape. Above this line of beads appears an emblem of a tiara.

"That's...not possible" The woman whispered, her eyes also watching the holographic screen, which was showing the giant armored being walking by. "A Protectorate, here?"

"It is strange, considering that the last time we made contact with them, they were trying to uphold peace throughout the multiverse" The male said, his tone giving away no emotion. "Even stranger since it appears alone, and looks hurt"

"I suppose you want me to help it get back here?"

The male shook his head. "Not necessary Glynda, it'll find its way here on his own, and should the old warrior run into Grimm, it'll be able to handle them on its own, but I do want you waiting by the cliffs, which is where it'll most likely end up at"

"Understood"

As the woman now known as Glynda left, the man leaned back in the gear-shaped chair and hummed quietly.

"Very interesting"

...

The giant red figure slowly made its way through the forest, for what seemed like hours, until it finally made its way out into a clearing, where it was met with a series of ruins standing at the base of a cliff. A very tall cliff. The being groaned

"Burny Man hates cliffs" it stated, the voice a deep, but smooth male voice.

With that, the being now known as 'Burny Man' made its way towards the ruins, but not even half way there, it spotted what looked like a demented scorpion about half his size scuttling towards him, and not in a friendly way. Shrugging his shoulders, he raised his left foot up, and when the over-sized insect got close, he brought it down on the scorpions head with a nasty crunching sound, with the ground caving in slightly from the force. When the scorpion didn't get back up, he continued on his way, but stopped when he heard a familiar scuttling sound. He turned around confused...only to be met with a similar looking scorpion, only this one was MUCH bigger.

It was big, about twice his size, and was staring down at him with an angry look. "Why did Burny Man not hear big bug coming?" the being said, before rolling away to avoid the scorpions massive stinger from impaling him. As he rolled out of the way, two nozzles popped up from his wrists, where he then pointed them at the monster, and started liberally dousing it in fire. The scorpion roared in pain as its carapace cooked, but it pressed onward's as it got close enough to swing one of its pincers at Burny Man, only for the Protectorate to swat it away with his left arm, which briefly stopped spewing flames from its weapon, only for that flamethrower to start spewing blue fire, which began roasting the giant scorpion.

"THE BURNY MAN NO LIKE BIG BUGS!"

The scorpion tried backing off, but the Protectorate wouldn't allow it as he walked forwards, with both flamethrowers spewing out blue flames of death. With a final roar of pain, the scorpion collapsed, having succumbed to its burns, but Burny Man kept burning the body until only ash remained.

Satisfied with the job he did, he pressed on back towards the cliff, unaware that he was being watched.

...

The Protectorate climbed the cliff effortlessly, his fingers digging into the stone with ease, but as he climbed, his thoughts drifted.

Burny Man Personality: Burny Man is seperated from brothers and sisters, Burny Man is seperated from mother and father, Burny Man doesn't know what to do next.

Gentleman Personality: I'm just as upset as you are, but don't give up hope, we've been faced with worse situations and came through, we'll just do the same here, where whatever happens, we'll deal with.

Pervert Personality: Hey, if it makes you feel any better, there might be some hot chicks here to check out!"

GP: Oh shut it, now's not the time.

PP: Bite me.

Soon enough, the Protectorate made it to the top of the cliff, but he didn't expect to see human female standing at the top, looking as though she had been waiting for him.

PP: Damn, she looks hot.

GP: NOT. NOW.

Burny Man cocked his head in confusion, but shrugged it off as he got his whole body up the cliff, causing the woman to step backwards slighty. As he stood himself up, he looked down at the human.

"You expecting Burny Man?"

"If you're referring to yourself, then yes I am, my name is Glynda Goodwitch" The woman replied, while offering her hand out, which Burny Man shook by bending down and using only a finger.

"Burny Man is relieved to meet nice human, Burny Man thought he was alone until he saw big, shiny building"

Glynda smiled slightly. "On your way here, we couldn't help but notice your leg was injured, if you'll follow me, we can get you medical treatment"

The Protectorate looked down at his injury and looked back at Glynda with a nod. He proceeded to step forward, but stopped halfway through.

"Nice human said 'we'? who else is here?"

"Headmaster Ozpin, he wanted to meet you"

Burny Man nodded, and the two continued back to the castle in silence.

...

Burny Man soon found himself inside the office that held Ozpin and Glynda, his height having shrunk down to about 7'10, while in his hands he held what looked a small, gunmetal grey cube with a big, red button on it, and the letters 'I.D.' marked on the sides.

"So, your name is...Burny Man?" Ozpin asked.

"Yes"

"May I ask why you're here?"

Burny Man stayed silent for a moment, and then all of a sudden, his helmet disappeared in a shower of light, revealing the face of a pale man with blood red eyes, and coal black hair. Burny Man visibly sighed.

"Burny Man needs to let voice in head take over so he can explain"

Ozpin and Glynda raised in eyebrow at that, but then, without warning, Burny Man's eyes changed to a royal blue in a flash.

"You want to know why I'm here?" He spoke suddenly, which Ozpin nodded in reply.

"For billions of years, we protected the multiverse from the Destructors, Our sworn enemies made up of demons, and led by a fallen angel who went by the name of O'Malley. Slowly but surely, we were winning, we kept pushing the Destructors out of every universe they were held up in one by one, until me managed to corner them like rats"

Burny Man sighed.

"After a while, we finally managed to drive them back to their own homeworld of Chaarzoria, but instead of assured victory, we fell into a trap, which sucked our ships into wormholes. I was getting ready for planet side combat when it happened, and the ship I was on was right next to one, which tore the poor thing apart, and in the chaos, I got knocked unconscious, where I woke up in the middle of a forest, and made my way towards this building"

"Do you know if anybody else is here, or if the Protectorates survived the trap?"

"Negative, and hell, for all I know, I could be the only Protectorate who survived the trap"

Burny Man lowered his head.

"I don't know what to do"

"I might, though that depends on how old you are"

Burny Man shot his head up, where he found Ozpin smiling softly at him. "Burny Man is 4,754,546 years old, which compared to human standards, would mean I'm in my early years as an adult" He paused as he let this sink in. "Why do you wish to know?"

"Simple, because I'm offering a chance to let you teach the students of Beacon everything you know, and during that time, I will do what ever is necessary and is within my power to get you back home, what do you say?"

Burny was silent for a long time at that, but then, his eyes changed back to red, a smile formed on his face, and his helmet formed back up.

"When does Burny Man start?"

...

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