Chapter 2

Oh What To Do With My Sempiternal Soul

At an unknown warehouse in Vale…

"I really hope you have found a solution to our little "problem", Adam" said Cinder, turning to the red-headed bull faunus with a dangerous gleam in her eye.

"As if it was that easy" sneered back Adam Taurus, leader of the White Fang. "Seven of my members have been killed and over twenty are injured. Not to mention not a single informant or information dealer has any clue to who this person is or where they came from!" Adam snapped at Cinder.

"Well did you find anything that may lead us to them. A clue perhaps." Cinder asked. Dealing with the hot-headed leader of a terrorist organization with a temper was not an easy task. This, along with that idiot Torchwick, were causing her much stress. But this thief was actually quite entertaining. He had managed to not only annoy Torchwick and Taurus to no end by stealing Dust and damaging the White Fang, but also take out dozens of White Fang members lethally and non-lethally,steal literal tons of Dust, and escape unseen, all under a minute each time. She was too impressed to be mad. If she could recruit someone that powerful and fast, surely her plan would go off without a hitch. She would just have to get to them before Roman or Adam. However. She was drawn out of her thoughts as Adam began to speak.

"The only thing left behind were these knives that we had pulled out of some of my members at the scene of each theft." Adam said as he practically shoved three knives into Cinder's hands. She looked over each one carefully. They looked to be made of some strange metal, that also didn't soften when she used her semblance to heat them. They were also decorated with two metals she did recognize, platinum and gold. This lead her to believe that whoever this thief was they were not doing it for money, as these metals were quite expensive. The only identifying symbols were at the end of the grip of each one. On one side was what appeared to be a lightning bolt, almost like a diamond but only two quarters, surrounded by eight overlapping lines. She flipped it over and looked at the other side. On one knife was what appeared to be an half an address. The second knife had the other half, while the last knife was marked with a time and date.

"Well," she said handing the knives back "it appears our thief has organized a meeting. Adam carefully scrutinized the knives, then looked back at Cinder.

"Strange location. And only three days to prepare." He said. The address on the knives was one in a very wealthy and ostentatious part of Vale, which was inhabited by movie stars and successful entrepreneurs. This went to further conclude to Cinder that their thief was anything but poor.

"I will send Mercury and Emerald to scout out the location. Have your people on standby for the meeting. We wouldn't want any surprises now would we." Cinder said, giving her standard minatory smile, accompanied by her ferocious gaze. As she turned and sashayed away, she began to think even more about the symbol on the knives. She had seen it somewhere, but she could not remember. She would most likely make Emerald search for it's meaning when she found her. But until then she would focus on her main goal. The one that had been long in the making, and was finally beginning to bear the fruits of her labour. And if she knew anything about thieves then she knew that they were all driven by greed, and could be bribed to join her with the right amount of money. But something told her that this one was not like most thieves.

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Ozpin was having a good day. Qrow had just reported some more information on the Queen, Glynda had finished all the paperwork for the new semester, and the weekly shipment of coffee had just come in, a literal ton of it. So when an alarm telling him that someone or something was currently moving around in Beacon's vault, it quickly ruined his day. As he got in the elevator and started heading downwards he went over the situation in his head. Best case scenario, it was just a malfunction in the sensors. But that proved to not be the case when the thermal cameras picked up… something. It was hard to tell what it was but it looked like distortion that was walking through the vault, towards the machine which held the current Fall Maiden, Amber. Worst case scenario, it was the Queen coming to finish off Amber after somehow bypassing all the other sensors and alarms.

With a ding the elevator doors opened and Ozpin began towards the other end of the vault. He could see someone standing near the life support unit, but he couldn't tell who. They were wearing a long, black, double-breasted tail coat with a hood that was upon their head. Their exposed legs gave Ozpin the best view of what they were like underneath their coat. The legs were armored with dark, metal greaves and knee guards, while the base layer appeared to be skin tight, black hexagons. The intruders feet were the most intriguing part however. The were coated in the same dark metal as the greaves and knee guards, but they seemed to have claws. Five in the front and one large one in the back, and they all looked very sharp. However this person was they were also quite heavily armed, as Ozpin could count at least six different weapons underneath the person coat.

As Ozpin got closer, the person turned slightly as if to glance at him from the corner of their eye, if it were not for the helmet he could see covering their head. They faced back to the machine, then began to speak.

"Why hello Ozpin. Quite the coincidence seeing you here." the intruder said sarcastically, in a low male voice.

Ozpin gave him a quizzical look "Do I know you?"

The intruder spun around dramatically, holding his hand over his now visible chest plate. "Why Ozpin! I'm wounded! Not even you know who I am?"

"I'm afraid not."

"Well obviously you know that many of the legends on Remnant are, in fact, true." the intruder said, gesturing to Amber. Ozpin nodded. "Well then you must know who I am. Maybe this will give you a clue" He said as he pulled out a gun and aimed it at his own head.

Ozpin gave him a confused look. "I'm sorry but I don't know wh-" BANG! He was interrupted by the intruder pulling the trigger firing a bullet into his skull, blood splattering over Amber's capsule.

'Well that was certainly strange' Ozpin thought. He turned around and began to walk away to call Glynda down, but was stopped by a rustling sound. He turned back around as the intruder climbed back to their feet. The intruder faced Ozpin and said "Do you realize who I am now?"

Ozpin was astounded. Not only had he just shot himself in the head and seemed unfazed, but any remnants of the attempted suicide had been erased. No blood, no marks on his armor, and the only remainder was a single bullet that was now lodged into the wall. He began to think. 'A semblance perhaps? No, no Semblance is that powerful. The only thing I've heard about a regenerating ability was the-' Ozpin looked directly into the visor of the helmet, two iridescent V-shaped slits that glowed a bright white colour. He finally recognized him. Those slits were in almost every book of myths or legends.

"You're the Immortal Huntsmen I presume."

"In the flesh" the Immortal Huntsmen said. The Immortal Huntsmen is a very old legend on Remnant, one of the oldest. It is about the first Huntsmen, who is said to have started protecting mankind over two-thousand years ago. Unlike most huntsmen and huntresses today he didn't use Dust, but instead relied on his swords and other more primitive weapons. He is said to be blessed by fate itself, immortal in every way. Even if he is completely obliterated and disintegrated he will still regenerate in under a minute. He is also a supposed weapons master, capable of picking up even the most difficult of weapons and instantly being a master. He is also said to have hundreds of Semblances, but it is heavily debated whether or not he has an Aura.

"I know you must have many questions, but please keep them for a later time" the Immortal Huntsmen asked. Ozpin only nodded.

"I came here to ask something of you Ozpin."

"And what is it you wish to ask" Ozpin said, overcoming his initial shock.

"Well I'm not exactly sure how to put this."

"I'll do anything I canto help someone as powerful as you."

"Why, thank you. But will not ask you for something too major" he slid his hood off of his head, exposing his helmet. "I have only one request of you Ozpin. It is nothing too grand. I only wish to become a student at Beacon."

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Welcome back to TEIH everyone. I'm sorry for taking so long to get this next chapter out, and it should not happen again as I am currently also in the process of writing Chapter 3.

I also to say I'm astounded by the success of this story already. In just the first chapter it got 10 favs, 7 followers, 2 reviews, and over 270 views. Just...wow.

I'm am also going to be responding to reviews at the end of each chapter so here I go.

TripleGtv- I had never thought about Jaune being the Immortal Huntsmen. But who knows, I might just write another story where Jaune is the Immortal Huntsmen, as he is my favourite character and I agree with you that his character is pretty bendable. I'm also happy you like the story, plus thanks for the review.

desdelor97-I'm glad you like the chapter, and I will happily oblige your request to keep writing. Also thanks for the review.

So what is Cinder thinking of doing? Why does the Immortal Huntsmen want to be a student at Beacon? And did Ozpin order enough coffee for the week? Tune in next time.

This is ColdAsKnight, signing off!

P.S. Next chapter should be out between October 5-7, if not earlier.