Hello any and all who have decided to grace this story with your presence. Well for this chapter it will just be about showing what our weapons are, and then time will skip with a couple gaps of fluff here and there to add background and extra stuff I can use while writing. So, without further ado, let's begins shall we? Oh and also I do not own RWBY, just the OC's.

Normal POV

I can't believe this is happening! We're actually gonna make our own weapons! Okay okay, just calm down, I gotta make sure I don't go overboard with my weapon like I do in most video games I play... although a battle axe that transforms into a rocket launcher would be pretty dope. Oh, wait! What about a warhammer that transforms into a minigun that uses dust based rounds, along with the ability to use anti gravity dust infused glyphs? So that way distance won't affect the effectiveness of the bullet and it would increase the bullets velocity and stopping power!

Wait a minute, why is everyone looking at me? I look around me at everyone who was looking at me, even Ozpin, who looked at me with a smile.

"Well, it would seem that Mr. Powell is excited to get started, and judging by how you acted, you already have a weapon design you would like to try out?" He said with with a chuckle. I started rubbing the back of my head out of embarrassment.

"Hehe, sorry! I tend to go overboard when someone says I have the ability to create something of my own. My bad." I said, rubbing the back of my head out of embarrassment. Ozpin looked at me with amusement as he let out a soft chuckle.

"It's quite alright, just means you will do just fine in creating a magnificent weapon for yourself." He states with a nod, "Now would you like to go first Mr. Powell?" he asks while he turned with his hand to point in the direction of the computer.

I answer with a simple nod, and I walk over to the computer and take a seat. Right as I sit down I see an interface appear on the screen before me, asking for the weapons concept of design. So I begin to type out what the weapon will look like, how it transforms, and the components within that make it extra special.

After I was finished with the components of the weapon, the computer dinged and a window appeared before me.

Thank you for the designs and components of your desired weapon. The creation of your weapon will take approximately 3 hours and 38 minutes. After hitting accept, I pushed back from the computer and stepped back to allow the next person to make their weapon. After I stepped away from the computer, Michael stepped forward to sit at the computer and began to work on his weapon.

After about an hour or so of everyone getting up and down from the computer, everyone had finally created their weapons on the computer, and it would take 12 hours for them all to be completed. After we were all done, we turned to look at Ozpin, "What's next on the agenda?" I asked as he placed both of his hands onto his cane.

"Now you will go to the bullhead docks to go into Vale, where a vehicle will be waiting. Do not worry, you can't miss it. It will take you to the apartment where you will be staying until initiation." He pauses for a moment, "And before it slips my mind, you are always welcome in Beacon to use our facilities to train or to spar with one another. As well as the library to catch up on the history and terminology of our world. Although, judging by your prior knowledge of our world, you probably won't need it." Ozpin stated, but before he could turn around, I had raised my hand causing him to silently chuckle to himself. "Yes, Mr. Powell?" he asked patiently.

"Well, there is still the problem of us not having our aura." I explained. "How are we supposed to train? Because without it, these types of weapons could cause serious bodily harm to us."

Ozpin walked up to me then did the one thing I didn't expect him to do. He swept my feet out from under me, sending me onto my back causing me to let out a grunt.

"What did you do that for?" I shouted.

"Well, it would see your aura unlocked when you came to this world." he stated, causing me to look down, seeing a white aura with a hint of red here and there surrounding my body like a shield. I watched as it slowly faded away, leaving only a dull pain in my back as I got up off the floor and dusted myself off.

"Ok, from now on at least warn me if your gonna do that, or at least do it to someone else, please?" I stated as I looked back towards Ozpin, who had a victorious smile on his face.

"I'll be sure to keep that in mind next time I decide to test a theory." He states as he turns around, "Now, if none of you have anymore questions, shall we be on our way to the docks?" He asked, only turning his head slightly to look at all of us. We all nod in affirmation, and we follow him out the door to the elevator. After the elevator had reached the bottom, as the other guys in the group began to pull ahead. I fell behind to stand beside Ozpin.

"Hey, Ozpin, I have a question." I said as he turned his head to look at me.

"Yes? What is it?"

"I was wondering, were there any people who are training to be huntsman or huntresses that you've had your eye on?" I asked the headmaster. As he pondered on my question after a short while, he finally spoke up.

"No, there doesn't seem to be that come to mind. Why?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. So he probably doesn't know about how capable Ruby is in a fight then, I thought to myself.

"Have you heard of a person who is aspiring to be a huntress named Ruby Rose?" I asked Ozpin as he turned to look at me.

"Yes, I have heard of her from her father. Why do you ask?"

"Well, you should keep an eye on her. Trust me when I say that you might find a couple things about her that might pique your interest." I say as I continue to walk towards the bullhead. After hearing this, he looks at me with interest.

"Why are you telling me this even though it could have negative effects to the world and possibly yourself?" He asked, wondering why I would risk it.

"Just trust me on this one. I know you are already having to put a lot of trust on us to do what we need to make it into Beacon, but this is something you can't afford to pass up on. Believe me when I say it could mean the difference between a victory and a massacre." I state with a very serious and grave tone to my voice.

"Alright." He says after a couple moments of silence, "I will take what you have said into consideration." He says. However, before we arrive at the bullhead, he grabs my shoulder to stop me and asks, "How much do you know is going to happen?" I turn to look Ozpin dead in the eye before I spoke.

"Enough to know that you have made many mistakes in the past, and present, but your worst mistake comes from the future." That is all I say before leaving him to think about my words. As I approach the bullhead, I stop at the bottom of the ramp and turn to face him, "All I ask is for you to think on my words I told you today." I say, before climbing into the bullhead to join the others. As I look out the window, I see Ozpin waving to the bullhead before I turn around to the others who were looking at me with wonder. After a few moments of silence, Michael was the first to speak up.

"So? What were you and Ozpin talking about?" He asked, now with a stern look on his face, causing me to gulp slightly.

"I only ensured that what happens in the series actually happens. He actually had no intention of keeping an eye on Ruby, and so he never would have brought Ruby in two years early, and if that happened, all that happened in RWBY would be thrown to the wind with us having little to no knowledge of what is going to happen. So I just ensured we would have that knowledge to gleam off of if the moment required us to." I said, looking very serious, which for everyone in the group was a very rare occurrence.

"Wow Ethan, it isn't very often we see this side of you. What made you want to bring this side of you out?" Michael asked with slight worry in his voice, but for the most part curiosity as to my sudden mood change.

"Because, Michael, we are now in a world covered in deadly creatures that we have little to no knowledge on how to fight, and now we have to learn how to kill them efficiently, as well as learn how to control our aura usage, and attempt to figure out how to use our semblance within a six month time period. So of course I'm going to take this seriously, because I'd rather not be stuck on the side of the road begging for money, especially now that I'm a faunus." I finish by pointing to the ears on top of my head, "So I'm sorry for worrying you guys about my sudden mood change, but I'd rather not get constantly kicked around like a mutt like I was back in school all the time, before I decided to start building up my muscles to get them off my back. Now we have to deal with people who are not only on par with our strengths, but they will have weapons possibly capable of mass destruction and will utterly destroy us in combat if were not careful. Do you get what I'm saying?" I state, finally finishing my rant to Michael in front of me, who spoke up after I finished.

"Yeah, yeah, I get you. Jeez, you and Ruby definitely need to 'Yang' out when we get into Beacon so you don't constantly have a stick up your ass because of this." He states with a smirk. I sigh after hearing what he had to say.

"Yeah, I get what you're saying Mich-" I stop myself mid sentence and narrow my eyes to the smirking Michael in front of me, "Did you just make a pun?" I state to the giggling, brown haired smart-ass.

"I have no idea what your talking about..." He says sarcastically, trying his hardest to not die from laughter.

I let out a loud groan. "Why do you do the things that you do?" I ask as I lay my head in my hands as I groan, letting out my frustrations as Michael rolls on the floor with laughter. Tears started to fall from his eyes from laughing so hard, and he held his stomach. After a while he finally calmed down enough to speak.

"I mean, come on man! You should have seen that one coming, you have been around me for how long? And yet you didn't notice the chance for a pun to happen?" He said in between trying to catch his breath from laughing. I rolled my eyes with a sigh.

"Yeah yeah, laugh it up. Because the moment me and you get our weapons, we're sparring because of that little mistake. I think I need to let out some pent up aggression I have for all those times you would punch my arm in tech class." I declare with a determined smirk, as Michael gulped remembering that my weapon was a walking firing squad waiting to happen.

For the rest of the ride everyone was quiet, most likely because we were thinking about how to adapt to our new lives, not only as aspiring huntsman in training, but the way the world works around here. After a while, the airship finally docked in Vale, and we walked out of the ship to see a black car waiting for us, with a man holding a sign with our names on it.

"I mean, he wasn't kidding when he said we would notice the vehicle." Michael said with a chuckle. As we approached, the driver turned to look directly at us.

"Is one of you Ethan Powell?" He asked while still holding up his sign.

"Yes, I am. I'm guessing you're the one taking us to the hotel?" I asked the man in the very nice black suit.

"Of course, right this way." He stated as he turned around and opened the door for us, causing us all to look at each other and shrug.

As we entered the back of the car, he closed the door behind us and returned to the steering wheel. Then started the car, taking us to our destination. After a few minutes of driving we reached the hotel. As we were about to walk in, my ears picked up a commotion coming from the alleyway next to the hotel. I turn to the rest of the group as they get out of the car.

"Hey, Michael, mind if I borrow your hoodie?" I ask as he steps out of the car.

"Sure. Why?" He asks me as he is taking it off.

"Because I wanna go do a little exploring before I check out the hotel, so I can get a lay of the land." I lie to him as Michael hands me his hoodie. Luckily he didn't catch my lie so I put on the hoodie. "Thanks man! Hey I'll catch up with you guys later." I stated before putting the hood up and heading down the alleyway, as everyone else goes inside.

The moment I turn the corner and see two guys holding a little girl with what looked like fox ears on top of her head up against the wall. As I approached the two men, one of them noticed me walking up to them.

"Hey piss off if you know what's good for you!" The first one stated as I looked up at them with an evil smirk. Well time to see if those self defense lessons I took with Michael are gonna pay off, I thought to myself.

"So which one of you dip shits wants the first ass kicking I give today?" I state staring them down with an furious stare as I cracked my knuckles. I watched them drop the girl as she curled into a ball on the ground to try to protect herself.

"You've got some balls to try to pick a fight with us. It's two against one, what chance do you have against us?" He states as he walks up to me to try to punch me in the face. It was slow and very telegraphed as I ducked my head to the side and landed a quick jab to his gut, knocking the wind out of him. As he is hunched over trying to refill his now empty lungs, I punch him straight in the temple as hard as I could, knocking him out cold. After I finish with one of them I turn to the other guy.

"I'll give you one chance to run, grab your friend, and get the hell out of here." I firmly state as he scrambles to grab his friend and book it out of the alleyway. After making sure they had left, I turned back to the faunus girl who was curled up on the ground crying. As I approached her she heard me walking up to her and she scrambled away from me with her arm held over her face in an attempt to protect herself.

"Whoa easy there, I'm not gonna hurt you." I state as I crouch down and remove the hoodie from my head, showing her my wolf ears sticking straight up on top of my head.

As soon as she looked at me and spotted the wolf ears she jumped at me and hugged me crying.

"Thank you so much! I was so scared that they were gonna hurt me and cut off my ears!" She said crying into my chest.

"Don't worry about it now, do you know where your parents are at?" I asked softly to the girl in my arms. She looked up at me and nodded.

"I know where we live, but if you don't mind me asking... can you walk with me to the house so I don't have to worry about those meanies again?" She asked while wiping away the tears left in her eyes.

"Sure I don't mind." I stand up and I hold out my hand for her to grab onto, "lead the way." I state as she happily holds onto my hand.

"Okay it's this way." She states as she hurriedly leads the way. After a few moments of silence, as the little girl lead the way, I remembered something.

"Oh I almost forgot to ask, what's your name?" I ask her kindly as she turns her head to look up at me.

"My name is Sherry. What's your name?" She asked sweetly with a pure innocence in her voice, causing me to smile.

"It's Ethan. Nice to meet you Sherry." I state before looking forward again. Sherry then spoke up, "It's right here." She happily states as we stop in front of a small brick house with a blue roof. I remove my hood to let my ears feel the cool afternoon air.

"Alright then, let's see if your parents are home." As I go to knock on the door, I notice the door is slightly open and the lights inside were on. So I knocked on the door anyway just in case they are home and just left the door open slightly. After a few moments no one answered, and so I slowly stepped into the door.

"Hello is anyone here?" I asked to the inside of the house, but still no answer. I turned to sherry who had a look of wonder as to why her parents hadn't answered the door.

"Sherry follow me and stay close. I need to go see if your parents are ok, and I can't leave you alone just in case there is an intruder inside your home." I said to her in a very calm but serious tone, that luckily she understood and grabbed a hold of my left hand tightly. Just before entering I remember that I had no means of contacting anyone for back up.

After a couple moments of pondering I decide that if it is just your average invader or thief, I'm sure I could handle them. I walk into the door further and I look over to my left to see that there was a kitchen, with what looked to be a kitchen table except the table was turned over and items were strewn about indicating a struggle. Then I noticed the pool of blood coming from the other side of the table.

"Sherry cover you eyes with your other hand." I ask her as calmly as I can. She looked up at me with worry.

"Why is something wrong?" she asked with fear in her eyes.

"Just do it for me, okay?" After I said this she covered her eyes. I began to walk around to the other side. I let out a loud gasp that sherry heard.

"What's wrong? What did you find?" Sherry asked with worry. What I had found was a man with multiple stab wounds in his chest and abdomen. The man was laying in his own pool of blood and had a set of fox ears on top of his head. Before I could say anything, Sherry had uncovered her eyes and looked in horror at her father laying on the ground in his own pool of blood.

"Daddy!" She said weakly with tears in her eyes as I crouched down and hugged her closely.

"Don't worry, it's gonna be alright." As I said this, I heard a women scream from upstairs.

"Mommy!" Sherry shouted as the screams fell silent just as fast as they came. So I looked down at Sherry.

"Sherry stay here and hide in the closet over there. And cover your ears, and count to twenty, and uncover your ears when you hear a knock on the door. It will be three rapid knocks, followed by me saying I'm back. Unless you hear that, do not open the door to anyone. Okay?" I said to her calmly, to which she nodded as she ran over to what I assumed was a pantry and closed the door behind her. I started walking towards where the screams came from while cracking my knuckles with rage in my eyes.

"I'm gonna kill whoever did this when I find them." I stated with obvious rage in my voice, but with slight restraint for Sherry's sake. As I finished, I kicked open what I assumed was the master bedroom to see the intruder standing over Sherry's mother's corpse, with a weapon dripping with blood. As the hooded figure turned to look at me, I gasped in horror. He looked just like me, only he had a very dark aura around his body and a psychotic smile on its face.

"Hello there 'brother.' Long time no see." It stated in a mock bow.

"Who the hell are you and why do you look like me?" I exclaimed with rage in my eyes, my hands trembling as I looked at the shadowy version of myself. He gasped dramatically.

"How could you treat your 'brother' in such a way?" It asked as it readied it's weapon. "Looks like I'll need to teach you a lesson in manners!"

"Oh shi-," was all I was able to get out before I was kicked back out the door and sent tumbling down the hallway. I jumped to my feet getting into a boxer stance, preparing to fight for my life.

"Finally now let's get into the thick of the reason I was sent to this wretched place shall we?"

If you want good background music for this listen to "For the Glory," by All Good Things. It goes well with this fight in my opinion.

He stated before he charged towards me with what looked like a massive battle axe. I began to dodge and duck under the attacks until he tried to swing upwards with the battle axe, giving me the opening I needed. I side stepped and closed the distance between us, landing two quick jabs to his gut and uppercutting him into the air. As he sailed through the air I charged towards him and grabbed him out of the air by his foot and slammed him into a wall as he laughed maniacally.

"Now this is a fight I can get behind!" He laughed crazily, causing my blood to run cold. He suddenly appeared in front of me, swinging his axe upwards forcing me to attempt to defend against it, but he was too quick for me to react. I was sent sailing back into another door. As I looked up he charged at me, kicking me into the room as I coughed up spit and blood, most likely from a few broken ribs. All the air in my lungs escaped my body as I was slammed into a dresser. I quickly got to my feet and rolled out of the way just as he brought his axe down on the dresser, turning it into splinters, but before I could react he brought it back around and slammed me into the wall next to him and began to lay into me with his axe, quickly tearing away at my aura. I grabbed the battle axe and pulled him forward and punched him in the face, sending him across the room and into the wall. I leapt to my feet still struggling to catch my breath and gasped at the pain I felt in my chest as my aura went to work repairing the damaged ribs. He had disappeared and reappeared next to me with rage in his eyes.

"That is mine!" He exclaimed, grabbing the axe and headbutting me, causing me to let go of the axe and stumble backwards dazed. As I regained control of myself, he was bringing his axe sideways across my abdomen, throwing me back out the door and causing me to slide across the ground. He charged at me and grabbed me by the throat and began to I gasped for air he laughed maniacally.

"Uh oh, you'd better think quick before you turn purple." He laughed as he squeezed. I grabbed his arm and yanked backwards causing him to stumble. I wrapped my legs around his neck and twisted sideways, rolling him off his feet and causing his grip to loosen enough for me to slip from his grasp, gasping and coughing for air. Before I could fully refill my lungs he kicked me, slammed his axe into my side, and sent me flying back into the room Sherry's mom was inside of. This caused my aura to finally shatter, to which he then noticed, causing him to laugh more at my misfortune.

"Uh oh, it would seem your all out of juice. Well it looks like this is where we part ways." He said as he brought his battle axe over his head, but before he could finish the job, his blade was stopped by what looked like a one handed greatsword. I looked over to who the weapon belonged to. I spotted someone who caused a smile to spread across my face. Before me stood a man with a white and grey button up shirt that was open at the top revealing a sideways cross hanging around his neck, along with the red cape flowing on his back. The man before me turned to face me.

"Hey kid you alright?" He asked while calmly facing the shadow version of me.

"Hehe, I've felt better. Thanks for the save though." I replied to the man.

"No problem. Now then..." The man said before looking back at the shadow version of me.

"Who sent you after this family, and for what reason?" The man asked sternly, only to receive a maniacal laugh.

"Well if it isn't the great Qrow Branwen. It is such an honor for you to grace our presence." The shadow said with sarcasm dripping from his voice.

"Well if you must know, my mistress ordered the death of this weakling as well as his friends since they are not from this world, and can be a problem for my mistress. Why else would I waste my time toying with him?" After I hear this, there were only two people who I could think of who would have control over this thing. Either Cinder or Salem herself. Either way this thing needed to die. After thinking through the possibilities, the figure begins to push against Qrow.

"Oh, looks like you ran out of time. Better luck next time." He laughed before disappearing in a cloud of dark mist. After it had disappeared, Qrow turned towards me.

"Are you alright kid." He asked as he walked up to me, helping me up.

"I'm fine." I quickly stated while heading down the stairs, holding my arm not noticing the huge gash on my back from slamming into the dresser. I walked downstairs and went to the pantry, Qrow was hot on my tail.

"Kid you need to rest, you've been pretty banged up from that fight you had." But his words fell on deaf ears as I approached the door and quickly knocked three times.

"I'm back!" I exclaimed, and the door flew open. Sherry hugged my left leg with tears in her eyes.

"I thought I wouldn't see you again! *hic* and *hic* and I heard all the banging upstairs, and then it all went silent, and you never showed up so I thought you didn't win!" She said while crying onto my pants.

"Ha! Like some intruder could kill me. My friends didn't call me the 'iron wall' for nothing." I state while flexing my arms, causing her to laugh and hug my leg again. Qrow looked at my back again, looking at the gash. The wound still made him get a worried look on his face as I stood up. I looked back at Sherry.

"Okay Sherry, this nice man right here," I state as I gesture towards Qrow, "He is here to help me keep an eye on you until the police arrive. So go say hi to him okay?" I state with a smile. Sherry shyly walks up to Qrow and looks up at him. "H-hi... my name is Sherry n-n-nice to m-m-meet you." She says, causing a smile to spread across Qrow's face, but as I look up at them the world turns black as I succumb to my wounds.

Uh oh another cliffhanger I wonder what will become of Ethan. You'll just have to wait and see what happens next time in the third chapter. Also I gotta give a shout out to my beta writers Swordsman62785 and MounTmikeY! One of them you might recognize, while the other you might not, I'm not sure. Oh well, find out what happens next time on The Ghosts of Remnant! (Yes I really just pulled a DragonBall Z, so what? Sue me...)

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