Updated version. I hope it's better than the last version. I also found some typos and corrected those. If you see anything that needs a fixing, let me know. By the way, I may have been wrong about some of the things I said in the Notice. I will practice on the third chapter instead. At least until I feel confident in posting it. God I ramble.

"Impressive. You've held up a lot longer than Sasaki did." the man Izura was fighting said, a rapier in hand. He had white hair, a white trench coat, and seemed to be disinterested with the fight, so calm and lacking in emotion. Izura had lasted much longer than Haise Sasaki did when fighting this man, Arima. Still, Haise had warned Izura about fighting him. Haise advocated avoiding a fight if possible, but not killing him if a fight was inevitable. Though, his kakuja form, however, held no such promise.

Izura retorted with nothing but a blank expression of his own and a strike to the left, the man avoiding it rather was a fire in his eyes that seemed ill begotten from the situation. Arima smiled for the first time in their fight, possibly his entire career. The battle then recommenced and the fight seemed to go on for another hour before Izura was on he ground, his eyes being stabbed out. The resulting pain was sharp and lasted what felt line hours.


That memory still haunted him in his head. He wasn't able to shake it off. In an instant, Izura was jerked from his thoughts once more as a man and a woman walked out from the bushes and into a small clearing, the man having no expression to show how he felt while the woman looked both stern and concerned. An odd combination to say the least. The man appeared to be a middle-aged man with tousled gray hair and thin brown eyes 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. The woman appeared to be a middle-aged woman with 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 wears thin ovular glasses. She had teal hanging earrings with a small bead identical to her earrings on her collar.

"I think this conversation should be moved elsewhere. After all, it would be easy to ambush us." the man said, his eyes giving off a wary feeling though his minuscule glasses. Izura nodded, as did the four girls.

"What was up with them? When I took down those six wolf monsters, they acted like I'd done something impossible. I could tell those were experienced monsters, given the scars and chipped bone masks, but they couldn't have been that hard to take down." Izura thought, barely keeping up as he thought.

"That speed was incredible. How could someone who look so...pathetic, move that fast and hit that hard?" the girl in white thought, trying to keep her focus on keeping up with her team. She was sure that they were trying to figure it out to. Well, with the exception of Ruby. She was probably silently shouting at herself about how cool it was. It took a few minuets, but the now rather large group stood in a clearing that would he easily defended.

"So, who are you? And what were you doing in such a dangerous part of the Emerald Forest?" the woman asked, making Izura feel like he was speaking to his mother. She kept a stiff posture, giving the impression that she would snap if bent even a little.

'Emerald Forest? That sounds something like out of a Pokémon game. I don't recall any forest in the world with that name. Just where the hell am I?' Izura thought before answering the woman's question.

"My name's Izura, and as for your other question, I have no idea. I woke up and found myself surrounded by trees. I couldn't even smell car exhaust or the stench of the sewers." Izura said, his voice surprisingly calm for someone in such a startling situation. He wasn't lying, that was for sure. Though, it felt like they weren't given the whole truth. At least, the two adults realized, keeping it a secret from the four girls at the moment.

"I see. I understand you took out three beowolves on your own in less than three minuets. Quite the impressive feat for someone who doesn't have a weapon." the male said, a hint of a smile on his face.

"So that's what those things were... Anyway, I've got to ask something. Who are you? What are these "Grimm" and "Beowolves" you keep talking about? You've been asking all the questions, and I feel that it's my turn." Izura asked, sparking shocked looks from the woman who currently stood behind behind the only other male.

"Let's answer the easy questions first. I am Ozpin, headmaster of Beacon. This is one of Beacon's staff members, Glynda Goodwitch." the man said, gesturing to himself then the woman behind him.

"I'm Ruby Rose, and this is my sister, Yang." the youngest of the four girls said, smiling as she gestured to the blonde. They looked faintly alike. He wondered how they looked so different, but couldn't bring himself to care.

"The full name is Yang Xaio Long hotstuff." Yang said, smirking as she tried to solicit a reaction from Izura. She frowned a bit when he gave none.

"Weiss Schnee. I'm surprised you haven't heard of me." the girl in all white said, almost mockingly. Izura glared at her, not liking her personality nor her choice of weapon- a rapier.

"Blake Belladonna." the only person who had been left unnamed in the group said, flashing an uncharacteristic smile. Then Ozpin spoke up once more.

"They are described as "creatures of destruction" and lack a soul. They are also drawn to feelings of negativity; such as envy, sadness, loneliness, and hatred; often congregating towards the source of these emotions. Well, Now that the formalities are out of the way, how would you like to join Beacon? It would give you a place to stay and something to do while we help you find a way to get back to where you're from. Speaking of which, once we get back to the school, I'd like to talk to you in private about that." he said, receiving a nod from Izura...


At Beacon, Izura explained to Ozpin about Tokyo, what exactly he was- a half ghoul, and what happened just before he woke up in that forest. He found himself explaining even the most intimate memory he had- the night he almost fell pray to a full ghoul.

"I have to say, as made up a story as that sounds, I believe you. If you want, I can explain to the team you just met everything too." Ozpin said, taking this much calmer than Izura expected. Though, he also knew that he was probably be kept under strict surveillance when in large groups of people.

"No. I'll explain it to them when the need arises. For now, I'm going back to the forest. I have an idea for an alternate food source I need to test out." Izura said, Ozpin nodding as he acknowledged the idea.

"Well, once you get back, get some sleep. You'll go through initiation tomorrow morning." Ozpin said, being sure Izura heard. With that, Izura disappeared, opening the window in Ozpin's room and jumping out. Ozpin didn't attempt to stop the teen from exiting through the window and called in team RWBY. He explained the bare minimum, though conveniently left out the fact that Izura was a half ghoul, what a half ghoul was, where he came from, and just what he had gone into the Emerald Forest to do.

"Damn, these Grimm are a lot harder to actually find than I imagined. I was hoping they would be attracted to me, given the fact that I've got so much feeling of unexpressed rage towards Arima. Since they evaporate once you kill them, I'll have to ear it alive. God I'm going to enjoy this more than I should." Izura said, finally finding a beowolf as he recalled the name being. He incapacitated it and began to eat, finding it much like eating a ghoul. It was disgusting, though didn't seem to negatively affect his body. Maybe an entire beowolf would sustain him for two or three months. Izura ate as much as he could before the beast evaporated, which wasn't too much as it bled out. When he got back to the school, he was directed by Ms. Goodwitch to team RWBY's room. It wasn't hard to find, his sense of smell being greater than a human's. He could distinctly smell the Schnee girl's perfume and simply followed that smell. Once at the door, he knocked, Blake opening it and letting Izura in.

"Ozpin told us. You'll be sleeping on the floor if that's alright." Ruby said, smiling a bit.

"That's alright." Izura said, stretching as he moved to the bathroom to take a shower. Weiss was about to say something about how he smelled when she realized he was going to take care of exactly that.

"Well; that's actually a bit more impressive than him taking on six, experienced beowolves at once in less time than an entire team could." she thought as she looked over to Blake, who had suddenly spoken up.

"If none of you are going to clean his clothes, then I will." she said, meaning that getting in the shower meant nothing if you didn't have clean clothes. With that, she entered the bathroom after Izura had gotten in the shower. She told him that she was going to wash his clothes. once those were cleaned, she came back and found Izura still in the shower. She sat his clothes on the sink. Once she was out of the room, Izura came out and dried off, getting dressed. Once he was back in the room with the four girls, Yang instantly cracked the most embarrassing joke she could think of, still trying to see a change in emotion from their stone-faced friend.

"You know, if you don't want to sleep on the floor, the two of us could share a bed." she said, smirking.

"The floor's fine. I've got enough blankets to substitute for a sleeping bag." Izura said, still as expressionless as they first met.

"Oh, Izura. I almost forgot about this. It was lying near you when I found you." Ruby said, handing Izura the mask he oh so loved. Then his expression did change. It was a smile, one that seemingly mocked Yang. He put the mask in a pocket before he got ready to sleep, all the lights going off simultaneously. There was a hidden camera that was positioned and focused in on solely Izura. Just before the clock in the room quietly rang one o' clock, Blake woke up to the sound of heavy, pained breathing and a sweating Izura.

The first thing she took note of was his condition- obvious signs of a nightmare. He was sweating, his breathing was heavy and showed obvious signs of fear. Not to mention the fearful and pained look on his face. Then she heard an odd counting process. It didn't take long for her to find the pattern of subtracting sevens, starting from the number one thousand. For everyone except Blake, who woke up early and did her best to comfort him before going back to sleep herself, the night seemed to pass withing fractions of a second, Izura waking up at about daybreak. He was almost always up early to train until it was time for school, so he decided to wander the school. He met Ms. Goodwitch while he was wandering, who found it strange that he was up that early.

"Couldn't sleep?" she asked, rather skeptical.

"No. I've gotten into the habit of waking up early to practice fighting. I'm sure Ozpin told you. Due to some rather odd circumstances, I gained some incredible abilities. I began using these abilities to defend myself and help people once I had sufficient control over them." Izura explained. It was logical, so she let him be. He found an empty room, save a grand piano. He sat down at it and began to play. It was wonderful. Students were asleep, so none of them could hear how well he filled the silence, but he still played none the less. He filled the silence he was sitting in earlier for hours, continuing the same song until it was time for initiation. Team RWBY met at the designated spot, the same spot that they went through their initiation in. Izura was there early, Ozpin arriving soon after everyone was there.

"Good, you seem to have been early. Well, stand on the platform and we'll get you started. Collect the artifact once you reach the ruins that stand north of here. Destroy anything in your way." Ozpin said, Izura taking his place on one of the platforms. Suddenly he was launched into the sky. Looking down at the platform, the four girls and Ozpin realized he pushed off of the platform at the last second before his feet left it. They knew this because of the two footprint dents in them. Then Izura disappeared into the forest, forcing the small group to look at the screen. There were several cameras in the forest for monitoring. Izura ruthlessly took out five beowolves in succession in the same time frame he took out three not a day ago. He was thrown off track with all the spinning and fighting, so he looked down to some moss growing on the base of a tree. The saying "moss only grows facing north" had some credibility to it, at least when on the northern hemisphere of the planet. After reorienting himself, he quickly turned back to going north. He quickly noticed that there was a lack of Grimm. He attributed this to the possibility of a much larger Grimm. In response, he put on his mask. The girls watched on camera as his face became almost angry in appearance. His focus was slightly scary in a sense. It wasn't long before he found the ruins.

"The rooks and knights of a chess set are the artifacts huh? How quaint." he said to himself, cautiously approaching the pedestals. There was a slight rumbling soon after he was stepping through the doorway. Knowing doorways weren't terribly safe when the ground shook, he stepped back and prepared for a fight. A giant scorpion like Grimm burst from the treeline opposite of where he came from. It had a golden stinger, probably as a trap for some unwitting adventurer. The armor looked thicker than that of the face masks of the Grimm he knew, so he assumed it's defense was going to take more than a punch to get through. He took off the cloak he wore over it and threw it behind him.

The second it landed on the floor, both the scorpion and Izura rushed forward, the battle commencing as the half ghoul released the bikaku kagune first, a kakugan manifesting in his exposed eye. Targeting the claws first, he waited until it tried using its claws. Fortunately, the scorpion was a fucking dunce. The first attack it tried was with the claw. It closed one claw around him, a second bikaku coming out and pushing against the claws. He heard a loud snap, sarisfied at the now useless claw. The scorpion pulled the claw away before swinging it back at him. With a loud snap, the other claw was broken at the base.

Then the stinger managing to clip his side and put a leave a waning moon shaped gash in his right side. The wound slowly began healing, as the more severe the damage, the slower it is to heal a wound. Then he released his rinkaku kagune, the first of the two kagune he had developed. He wrapped one of the tendrils from his rinkaku around the tail and smashed it with his bikaku, smiling as he used the other tendrils from his rinkaku lifting up the giant scorpion Grimm. Once it was over his head, he unzipped the mask and began to engross himself in eating it, managing to eat much more of it than he could the beowolves. The girls starred at the screen, shocked at the spectacle before them.

"Just what is he? Those red tentacles that came from his back and tailbone could crush the claws of that Dethstalker. Not to mention his side began to heal up almost instantly, and now he's eating it." Weiss said, now fully scared of their new friend. Ruby, however, seemed to have the complete opposite reaction.

"Ohmygodohmygodohmygodthat'ssocool!" she half shouted, bouncing up and down like she was hyped up on sugar on a trampoline.

"I'll explain when he gets back. Or if you'd prefer, he'd gladly explain." Ozpin said, unable to withhold his chuckle at Ruby's reaction. Still, now that he's seen the ruthlessness of his new "student", he knew that he would have to keep a much closer eye on him. Still, he wasn't hostile towards the girls last night. Blake seemed to even warm up to him rather quickly, which was unusual as she was more of an introvert. It also seemed that, at least from the story he told Ozpin, that he could at least make a decent cup of coffee. Things were going to be complicated with their relationship...


How am I doing? It got REEEAL QUIET. Please guys, are a few constructive reviews too hard to ask for?