I was born just after my mother had retired from being a huntress, and my father had resigned his commission as the general of the Atlesian military.

I was born two years after my brother, and around 9 months before my sister.

We lived in a house that sat atop the Atlesian mountains, where the winters were cold, but the summers were quite warm.

Even when I was little, I was fascinated by the stories about my dad's time in the military.

Every time one of his friends stopped by, I'd make them tell me more about it.

His nickname was "The Iron Wall", as there were no successful attacks on Atlas while my father was general.

He was also a brilliant alchemist.

An art somewhat forgotten by most, my father often used alchemy in his fights, much to his opponent's peril.

Of course, my father never bragged about his alchemy or talked about his time in the military, he would always tell me stories of my mom and her time as a huntress.

He told me she once took down a fifty beowolves with only a camping knife on a dare.

I asked her if he was telling the truth, she said no because "It was more like one hundred, but your father never likes when I beat him in a dare."

I learned later from Ozpin that my mom and dad were on a team together at Beacon.

"I'll never know why your father chose to go into the military after Beacon after showing so much potential as a hunter." He said while looking over at my father.

I was five when I finally asked him why he didn't become a hunter.

"It's a long story, one I'll tell you when you're ready." He said, not expecting that time to come soon.

Unfortunately for us all, it did less than a year later, on my sixth birthday.

It was a warm summer day, and my mom wanted to know what kind of birthday cake I wanted.

"I want a plain cake, but I want to put some strawberries on it. You know, the fresh ones from that patch down the mountain?"

"Yes, I know the ones, tell your father we're going and grab a basket to put them in." She told me with a smile, the last time I'd see her smile for a long time.

We traveled down to the base of the mountain and started picking berries, only we had come down quite late, and it was beginning to get dark.

"Honey, we need to head back now." My mom called.

"Just one minute, I just want to get enough for all of us." I replied.

The first howl split the silence, and suddenly beowolves began to pour out of the forest that sat just by the field.

I turned to run only to be tripped on a vine, I turn to see them closing in on me, the first one starting to swing.

But the hit never came, my mother had pulled the small knife she was using to remove the berries and stabbed the first in the chest.

"Run! Go get your father!" She yelled while holding the wolves at bay.

I ran as fast as I could, reached the top of mountain, and yelled for my father.

By the time we returned to the field, all that was left was my mother's cloak, almost completely covered in blood.

I cried in my room for a week, holding the cloak to my chest, dried blood and all.

My father came in and told me to get dressed, in the time I had been in my room, my father had organized a funeral for my mother.

The number of people at the funeral was enormous, around 400 people showed up.

The strangest part is all of them knew her, some were people she'd saved on hunts, others were fellow huntsmen and huntresses.

I looked over at my siblings, my brother completely stone faced, his eyes showing the sorrow he felt.

My sister sat there, her cheeks stained from crying, leaving her looking more defeated than either of us did.

I don't remember much of what was said, I spend most of my time trying to comfort my little sister, but I do remember what Ozpin said.

"I cannot change the fate of Mrs. Grey, but I will help to prevent such a tragedy from happening again. This event has caused me to accept the position of Headmaster at Beacon Academy, and to take up a leadership role within the Association of Hunters and Huntresses. I hope to make great strides in the removal of the creatures of Grimm from this world, and in the end, to finish the mission Mrs. Grey started." Ozpin explained.

Some clapped, some were shocked Ozpin would make such an announcement during the funeral, but I sat there in awe of Ozpin.

From that moment onward, I knew I wanted to train and become a huntress, and finish what my mother had started.

The day after the funeral I asked my father to train me in alchemy and combat.

"You are too young for me to place that burden on you, I won't do it."

I kept asking for a full month before he realized that the only way I would be satisfied is if he trained me.

When he finally agreed to train me, my father asked what weapon he should make for me.

"I don't want a new weapon to be forged for me, I want to use mom's swords." I said pointing up at the mantle piece.

The swords had been placed there upon my mother's retirement, and had not gathered a bit of dust under her care.

"Those blades are too heavy for you;however, I can see you're determined, so I won't stop you."

After that I trained for a whole year, never stopping or slowing down, not even for a day.

My father was beyond impressed with my progress, "You've managed to master in a year what took me three, you've still got a ways to go, so let's get to it."


My alarm clock I brought with me started to go off, looks like we'll have to finish this story another time.

I sat up in a haze, only to realize that there was no one left in the ballroom.

"Where is everyone?" I thought sleepily to myself.

"Again all first year students please report to Beacon Cliff for initiation…" I hear, snapping me to attention.

Oh Crap! I'm going to miss initiation!

I grabbed my gear and began to run out of Beacon, towards the cliff, ready to show everyone what the girl in a grey cloak can do.

A/N(My Author's Notes will always be quite long sorry): Sorry for the upload yesterday. Meant to post an update, accidently posted an unfinished version of this chapter. The update being that the release of "Bumblebees and White Roses" will be delayed, in exchange for an early chapter of Ascension. But I did what I said I would, the character's last name has been revealed. The rest will come in time, and if you spot a reference, tell me. I want to see how many you guys can find.(Some are blatantly obvious, so I will be disappointed if you don't find them.) Don't be afraid to tell me what you think, reviews are always appreciated. Marksman out. (P.S check out Shadow Nightblade here on FF, he inspired me to start writing with his fanfic, The Snow Fox's Struggle.)