Fell into Remnant
~A/N~ Welcome back to the technically first chapter of 'Fell into Remnant', so if you're back I must be doing something right so… let's do this
Disclaimer: I don't own 'Undertale', 'Underfell' or 'RWBY' ~
~Chapter 1; City of bones~
One week, that's how long he had been here, on the surface, to him this was a whole new world, and he was surrounded by humans, and he personally hadn't had the best experience with their species in the underground, but in a world full of them he had no choice but to give them a chance. He had gotten quite a bit done, thanks to the local library.
-(flashback)- (I'll try not to make a habit of this)
A figure in a torn trench-coat walked into the library (~A/N~ still not revealing the name yet) "Excuse me sir, you have to sign here" said the librarian sitting at the front desk gesturing to the clipboard in front of her. The librarian was a middle-aged woman with a dark complexion brown eyes and short grey hair, in a worn beige cardigan with a small name tag saying 'Linda' and a black buttoned up shirt, the rest of her body was obscured by the desk "hm… okay" the hooded man replied signing his name at the bottom of the rather short list, "huh your name is-" she started.
"A font I know, weird tradition" he interrupted "by the way which way is the history section?", Linda looked surprised as if no-one normally asked for help "um… its three aisles down, on the left" she stated factually "if you have any other questions let me know" Linda smiled seeming happier than before "um… okay will do" he replied as he left
-(present day)-
He had learned a lot in there such as; the differences between the humans and faunus, the war between them, the creatures of grimm and the academies founded to stop them. He had form several opinions on what he had learned the most prominent being that humans were stupider than he thought, being racist to the faunus because they could, the academies were alright and the weapons that these 'Huntsmen' and 'Huntresses' used were very interesting to say the least.
His musings were cut short when a TV in a shop window started to cover the news, the news anchor was a pale skinned woman with lavender coloured hair and yellow eyes wearing a purple button shirt and a black suit jacket, the screen also displayed her name in the bottom corner as Lisa Lavender "Thank you, Cyril" the woman started as the screen displayed various faunus holding signs "In other new, this Saturday's 'faunus civil rights' protest turned dark when members of the 'White Fang' disrupted the ceremony" the screen changes again to show the 'White Fang' insignia "The once peaceful organization has now disrupted..." he tuned the rest out as he let his thoughts fall on the so called 'equal rights' group, they were once just that but now... "fucking idiots" he muttered they demanded faunus supremacy which in turn would lead to the rise of the human equivalent of the White Fang which would theoretically create an endless cycle of faunus dominance then human dominance, all because they were all too stupid to just sit down and rationally talk things out without being racist, after-all violence is never the first answer even the 'Underground' understood that concept mainly because any fights ended with death and even though the world was 'kill or be killed' most wanted to avoid death, but the White Fang seemed perfectly content with killing people and blowing up trains.
He noticed it was night as he looked up and saw the shattered moon in the sky "shit I'm really tired" he muttered under his breath as he walked down an ally to find a more secluded place to think and maybe take a nap. He soon came to a rather run down street where he noticed a couple empty houses which he could definitely spend the night in, plus whilst inside he try out a new idea.
The next morning seemed to be going well so far as it turned out that house wasn't empty, there were some two-bit thugs using it as a hideout, they tried to rob him the attempt was hilarious they kept saying "we'll hurt you if you don't hand over the lien" and when they attacked it was over so quickly that it was funny, when they started running away they called him a monster in an attempt to insult, they looked so confused when he agreed with them and his response "its only polite to agree when one is called what they are" and the looks on their faces was absolutely priceless and as a bonus they left their stash behind, so free money, while normally he would have returned it… he couldn't do that here as he wouldn't know where to start so he might as well have it.
Deciding to try out his new idea he sat down on the roof of the now abandoned building and started to concentrate feeling his magic flow in his bones, but… something was different it was flowing more calmly than usual he was at a loss cause this was new territory to him, slowly he started drawing it out, it was incredibly receptive the slightest pull and it go directly where he wanted it to, thinking this could be useful he started to focus it on his eyes, because theoretically if he set the magic to a particular frequency he might be able to see the souls of the humans and faunus he came across plus it would render stealth useless against him. Opening his eyes to reveal a blinding silver glow, and he was blinded in return when he saw the powerful souls of humans and faunus for seven street blocks "aah fuck!" he yelled as he simultaneously clutching his eyes and cutting off his magic to them "attempt one failure, but I confirmed it would work, so lets see if I can find the right frequency".
~A/N~ well chapter 1 is done welcome to the city of Vale everyone and if anyone wants to go full genocide on this chapter do ahead, also I subtly told when in the RWBY timeline he is so until next time, also if anyone wants they can keep guessing the name cause it'll be revealed soon.
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