A/N: Hey Guys, yeah just put this chapter out. I experienced some writers block near the end. But it's all good.

Also in case anybody questioned it.

I DON'T OWN RWBY, RWBY is a Rooster Teeth and Monty Oum creation.

But I do own Ghost, My OC, not related to COD in any way.

Now that that's out of the way

Enjoy Folks

In hind-sight he probably should have ditched some of his gear at the Black Market before he made his way to the Airship. The main reason being that the duffel bags he was carrying were filled with items he could either make, or procure from the Beacon armory and workshops. Everything from trip mines and high-yield dust charges courtesy of the SDC, to multiple replacement plates for his suit and repair kits for his shield and weapons.

It was quite a pain in his opinion to carry all of this around, and then he thought 'how will everyone react when he brings out all of these arms and explosives?' He then thought about how everyone would feel with a kid with his skill set was at their school. He just waved it off and proceeded onto a more pressing matter. His identity. That little job at the SDC warehouse will most likely draw a lot of attention towards him and his name so he couldn't just walk into beacon as Ghost and expect no one to bat an eye.

"Well I could pass off as someone else and cover up the insignia's on my gear. Yeah that would work." He smirked as he kept thinking about his new identity and how to fool the other students into believing it. Just then he passed by a crime scene and saw that the store had its glass windows blown out.

"Hmmm, helluva fight they had to cause that damage." Ghost said as he continued towards the Airship docks. Several minutes of walking later he arrived at the docks and boarded the Airship that had a "Welcome Beacon Students" sign out front. 'This must be the ship.' Ghost thought dryly as he trudged up the steep boarding ramp.

The ship was one of the larger ones he had been on. It sure as hell beat the Atlas Military bull heads into the ground. Ghost remembered the last time he had been on one it was shot down. Sure, he still proceeded ahead with the mission which later, to no one's surprise, was a success, but he was still shot down in one and that left a bad impression.

Ghost had just gotten on the airship when he heard the distinct sound of air being squeezed out of someone's lungs and he spun around, his eyes darting wildly through the holes in his balaclava. What he saw made him relax a little, it was just a blond girl squeezing the life out of a smaller red themed girl.

"Oh I can't believe my baby sister is going to beacon with me! This is the best day ever!" Ghost just stared blankly, although he laughed on the inside as he realized it was a family bear hug that almost ended in broken ribs and a puncture….. 'No stop that train right there, got to stop comparing everything to bodily harm and death.' Ghost thought as the TV came on. What the news said confirmed his need to change his name and insignia. The VNN came on and displayed in the center of the TV was his Insignia.

"Hello Vale, Breaking news today. Last night an entire White Fang hideout was taken down by a single man who goes by the name of Ghost. His whereabouts are unknown but he is a very dangerous." This started up several conversations throughout the Airship.

"He has been linked to multiple SDC cargo hijackings and ambushes resulting in multiple de…." The VNN reporter was cut off when a middle aged lady with glasses and her hair in a bun appeared. Her outfit was white and black with a torn cape that was purple on the inside but black on the outside with what appeared to be her insignia of a crown.

"Hello and welcome to Beacon, My name is Glynda Goodwitch. You are among a privileged few who have been selected to attend this prestigious academy." Glynda said a Ghost quickly lost interest in her speech. He resorted to thinking about a new nick name, one that wouldn't make everyone see him as a mass murdering do-whatever-you-want-if-the-pays-good criminal.

"Well I could just use the one on my transcript. What was it, Davey Specter?" He thought long and hard before finally resting on that name. Yes his new name was Davey, unless he was ever found out. He chuckled inwardly as he thought about the reactions people would have if they found out that the one and only Ghost was right under their noses.

He heard quite a bit of yelling about throw up and the Blond girl was flailing around like a top on a motor, whereas the red girl was sprinting around trying to stop her sister from using her cape as a napkin of sorts. Ghost just nodded and pulled his cap over his eyes and dozed off. His long coat and balaclava hid his identity from those who wanted him out of the picture, and doubled as a quite comfortable sleeping bag, a Kevlar and ceramic sleeping bag.

Ghost was awoken by something shaking his shoulder, his eyes shot open and he leapt up, forgetting where he was and almost knocking the person over in the process.

"Im sorry." Ghost said as he straightened his coat letting very little emotion flow with his voice. It's not that he was concerned with not showing the emotion it was quite the opposite. He had lived a life of non-existent emotions and was just now trying to express his emotions. 'Well at least I showed some emotion' Ghost thought, in a self-congratulating way.

"No I should be the one apologizing. Im sorry for waking you so suddenly, but the Airship is docked and unloading." The girls said as she walked off down the ramp towards beacon. Ghost looked up and his mouth almost hit the floor. Beacon was amazing, astounding, or even magnificent if you wish to go that far. Its main clock tower dominated the skyline. The other buildings that jutted off were just as magnificent.

Ghost stopped his gawking and picked up his bags slinging them over his shoulder, two to a side and one hanging around his neck. It took two of the bags for his suit of armor which he had to modify ASAP to cover up the "Ghost" on it. He had his weapons and ammo in one duffle and the other large one was filled to the brim with 70 to 80 pounds of high yield explosives and replacement parts for his armor and weapons. The last bag, around his neck, was where he kept a log of all his kills and a journal where he wrote down all of his thoughts.

The journal was the one thing that kept him human throughout the years. Years filled with death and sadness, hell, it was why he joined Beacon, to get away from it all.

Ghost made his way down the ramp, but as he moved off of the ramp he was greeted with an explosion of dust that caught him off-guard. He went down to one knee and put his armored plates that were sown into the duster towards the explosion. The heat from the blast washed over him and then he was met with a jolt of electricity, followed by… Ice. 'Jesus how many different types of dust just exploded!' Ghost thought and when he looked up he was shocked by what he saw.

Two girls were standing in a small crater, one was the unidentified red girl and the other was a girls in white surrounded by cases with the SDC logo one them.

'No… it can't be her' Ghost thought as he looked up and down her figure, her hair was a pure white and skin to match. The single scar over her eye. Her eyes, Blue as the ocean and just as deep. The same eyes that watched him kill a dozen or so White Fang and street thugs. And the same eyes that saw her father's soldiers bring him to near-death.

In front of Ghost was the girl that had almost gotten him killed, how many times? He was basically seething with anger as the girl's father had wanted his head on a silver plate for the past few months. What further infuriated him was the fact that the girl was yelling at the poor red girl seemingly no reason. Despite this he retained his composer knowing that any rash behavior would reveal his identity to the Schnee almost immediately.

Ghost looked at his duster and saw that it was scorched and charred. 'Just cleaned this thing too' Ghost mused with a frustrated sigh. He looked up and saw three girls had accumulated around the luggage that was strewn on the ground. The one in red was spewing out apologetic nonsense, while the ice princess herself was continually scolding her. The last one was as unique as they came, she had a slender figure. Her outfit was purple, black with white. Her eyes were a deep amber color. They all had a quick conversation which ended in the Schnee walking off like some high and mighty being while the Amber eyed girl quickly left the red one without saying so much as a goodbye.

The girls fell to her knees and onto her back, ghost couldn't help but feel something deep inside the recesses of his heart. Was it sadness, or was it pity, he didn't know nor did he care. What he did know is that he had to make friends and who better to start with than the girl who was left in the dust by her sister and two others.

"Hey, red… Gah, whatever your name is. You need a hand?" Ghost asked in a slightly jumbled sentence as he stuck out his hand. The girl looked at him with deep…silver…eyes.

"You have… Silver eyes? That is astonishing." Ghost had suddenly found a liking in this girl, and he hadn't even talked to her yet. Then another boy wandered over…. oh it was that boy. The boy who threw up on the airship.

"Are you the one who threw up on the airship?" The girl and Ghost both asked in unison.

Several minutes later

Ghost had met two people in the span of a couple minutes. Jaune Arc the blond who had nothing short of the amount of confidence in approaching women that any guy would kill for. And Ruby Rose the self-proclaimed gun nut and weapon aficionado who had a scythe gun or a sythle or rythe, whatever the hell she decided to call it, Ghost couldn't decide which one sounded better.

Jaune Arcs' weapon was a standard sword and shield, the shield doubled as a sheath when collapsed, kind of like his own shield and his war hammer. He also discovered that their weapons had names, Ghost thought this whole idea of naming your weapons was pointless, it just formed unnecessary bonds.

"Do you guys know where the assembly hall is?" Ghost asks after they pass the same fountain for the third time.

"No I thought Ruby knew so I was following her." Ruby looked betrayed by what Jaune said.

"Well I was just following Davey over her, he looks like the kind of guy who knows his way around." Ruby said as she pointed at Ghost.

"Maybe there is a directory somewhere…. ah there it is." Ghost walked over and picked up a map, they easily found the hall and made it just in time for the ceremonial speech.

Ghost followed Ruby into the hall and accompanied her over to where her sister stood.

"Yang! Meet Davey, he's a new friend I just made." Yang looked over at Ghost and studied him for a few moments. Yang the judged that he was probably an alright guy.

"Hi, Yang's the name, just don't touch my hair." Yang said as she pulled her hair around her shoulder and started stroking it. Ghost was a little disturbed by this.

"Alright Yang, whatever you say." Ghost said with his standard business voice. Yang just nodded and then looked at Ruby.

"So what happened sis." Yang asked before Ruby started pouring out everything that happened immediately after Yang left.

"And then there was an explosion" Ruby said gesturing widely with her arms.

"Wow, meltdown already?" Yang said clearly not understanding the situation.

"No there was this mean girl and she wouldn't stop yelling at me, and then…" Ruby went on and on, her word vomit didn't cease until Weiss Schnee popped up out of nowhere and preceded to yell at the poor girl again.

"I can't handle much more of this crowd." Ghost said as he started walking towards the door. He was stopped as a man in a suit with a cane came up onto stage. His hair was white, or was it grey, he had a pair of small glasses on the bridge of his nose and was flanked by the lady named Glynda.

"I'll keep this brief, my name is professor Ozpin…" Ghost heard him start and then sighed as he realized the speech would be a long one. It was not, however, Ghost was almost asleep and decided to just doze off.

Ghost awoke again with someone jostling his shoulder. He opened his eyes and was met with a large pair of silver dishes that spanned his view. He jumped back when he saw Ruby looking at him with a questioning look.

"Why do you wear that mask and coat?" Ghost just stood up and walked away from the girl leaving her with just as many questions, if not more than she came to ask. 'Real smooth Ghost, now she's gonna hound you until she gets the answer she is looking for.' Ghost mentally berated himself as he entered the group sleeping area with everyone else. His footfalls were light as to not disturb those who were resting.

He eventually found a suitable spot on the floor and put all of his duffle bags down on the ground. He had this strange feeling welling up inside, and then he realized that people were giving him funny looks and moved out of his way when he walked within 6 feet of them.

"Man what is with these people?" Ghost said as he pulled out his own sleeping bag. He removed his cap and coat, but kept his face mask on. His mask was his only protection from the outside world and the feelings that came with it.

Ghost heard quite the ruckus and looked up, what he saw was the girl named Ruby fighting her sister while yelling at Weiss. It was quite the show of multitasking. Ghost, however, needed some shuteye, especially after the previous night's rampage. Ghost just pulled the sleeping bag up over his head and tried to drown out the noise that the three were making. Ghost eventually dozed off into sleeps loving embrace.

Several hours later Ghosts eyes fluttered open as he poked his head up from the sleeping bag. He saw that half the student populace had left the sleeping area, and the other half were already up and about, picking up their belongings.

Ghost felt his Scroll vibrate and was met with a brief message from Glynda, "Dear first year students, you have all be assigned a personal locker in which to store your equipment. You specialized number is 2142."

"Hmm, well I'm not going to want to carry this stuff around all day, so I guess it's off to the lockers." Ghost mumbled to himself with a mock enthusiasm. He quickly pulled on his duster and cap and headed off towards the locker room.

When he entered the locker room he encounter the two sisters yet again, he also saw the Schnee girl. But it was the girl standing next to her that her worried about. Pyrrha Nikos, she was everywhere he went, billboards, coffee and cereal ads. He just shrugged it off after she saw her pin poor Jaune to the lockers with her Javelin.

Ghost continued off in search of his locker and started counting the lockers. '2139, 2140, 2141, ah there it is 2142.' Ghost mused in his head as he came to a halt in front of his locker. He opened it up and was astounded by the space inside of the locker.

"Wow, you could fit like hundreds of weapons in these." Ghost said out loud as he marveled at the lockers. Ghost dropped his duffel bags on the ground and his heart almost stopped when the zipper on the bag holding his explosives, SDC brand explosives to be precise, broke, releasing several dozen pounds of SDC munitions onto the floor. One of his grenades rolled quite a bit before a white boot stopped it mid roll.

Ghost didn't want to look up and explain to Weiss why he had thousands of Lien of SDC explosives. He looked up anyways and was met with a face of pure ice.

"Why do you have these?" Weiss said shaking the grenade at him. It wasn't just any grenade, it was an experimental SDC prototype timed smart grenade. It exploded after the timer was up or it came within a lethal distance of a hostile target.

"That is none of your business, girl." Ghost spat out as he snatched the grenade from her and put it in the locker. He put a little bit extra poison on the "Girl".

"What…Did you just…Did you just call me GIRL! I will have you know that my name is…" Ghost remembered the other reason for him leaving the security detail for Weiss. She was full of shit, everything about her screamed "Look at me all high and mighty, I am the one and only Weiss Schnee and I am just the greatest" and it was bloody annoying. But Ghost was saved by the figurative bell.

"Will all First year students report to the Beacon cliffs for initiation." It was Glynda's voice and Ghost knew that that would be the only time that he would enjoy hearing it.

"You got lucky this time, Davey, yes I read your entire Beacon file." Ghost almost had his jaw drop under his mask when he realized that she didn't recognize him at all. It was glorious, outsmarting one of the most intelligent girls in Vale. Ghost just chuckled to himself as she walked off. 'Wait I just chuckled' Ghost realized that his feelings were starting to appear through the cracks in his rock solid exterior.

And man did it feel good.

A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed it!

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