AN: so before we start I have to mention a few things that I always talk about when starting a new story, just disclaimers and stuff you know what I'm talking about.

1. I don't own RWBY, I'm creative but not THAT creative... probably... maybe...what ever.

2. This story will be a Grimm version of RWBY, and from EVERYONE I've talked too it is very dark, as in almost no happy moments in it at all, BUT I will try to get some happy moments in here when appropriate.

3. Because this will be dark there is content that is unsuitable for younger audiences so please, if you're younger than at least 16 to 17 I urge you to please not read this story, it's rated M+ for a reason!

4. I want you guys to leave reviews on this story as well, whether it's praise for it, to a CONSTRUCTIVE review on what I could do better in terms of grammar and all that besides the story because I know where that's going. And NO FLAMING, no hate mail, or messages trying to put me down or disgrace my work because as soon as you do they'll be used for my bonfire to roast marshmallows.

5. The RWBY characters WILL BE DIFFERENT THAN CANNON, as in they will be completely different because of how different their lives are, if you do not like this you aren't being forced to read this and any flames for these are going to be used as stated above.

"talking" 'thinking' / = scene break

Now among other news I won't always be updating this at regular intervals or even during the month at which I will apologize in advance for the (hopefully not) long update times. For all underage viewers that probably will no doubt ignore my warnings, read at your own risk and do not cry about how it gave you nightmares, I'm not responsible for what you do on the internet.

GRIMM's Story of RWBY

CHAPTER I:

INTRODUCTION,

RED LIKE ROSES BRINGS ME TO THE PLACE YOU REST

Vale: the capital of Vytal and home of the greatest Huntsman Academies in the world, also home to some of the worst gangs in the kingdom. This story starts in the lowest part of the city, near the borders between civilization and the untamed wilds of humanities greatest enemy, the Grimm.

In the stormy night of Vale's lowest and most crime ridden streets, a girl walks slowly, her large pointed ears hidden under the hood of a long jacket, a mask that covered her face up to her eyes, and her tail stuffed into her pants. The rain pours down upon her like her nightmares and misery, cloaking the never-ending tears of strife that stained her cheeks. Man and faunas both hate this girl because she was born into the most rare and strong of the faunas, the wolf.

The girl wanted to have her mother's cloak on her shoulders as she walked, but it was the most noticeable thing on the wanted poster of her. She stuffed it into the backpack along with her blouse and food bars. The girl passed the fourth wanted poster in 5 blocks. It's faded paper ripped and aged, the words on it in bold against the top of it.

WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE:

RUBY ROSE

WANTED FOR MULTIPLE COUNTS OF THEFT, MURDER, AND ARSON

10,000 Lien

She studied it, noticing that the only really recognizable thing was her cloak. Her face was almost the same on the poster, but not enough for anyone to get a solid ID on her.

Ruby smiled sadly,

"Huh, would ya' look at that, they made it safer for me to walk around with out being attacked around every corner." Slowly, Ruby continued walking, remembering the first time she ran into a racist human. She didn't know to hide her heritage among humans at the time, and it ended badly.

/memory

She was tired and wanted to get back to her home, she looked around for possible routes but she was new to the city and didn't know the layout. The 8-year-old girl ran down the street, desperate to get home to her small car. She stopped as she passed an ally way and figured it might have been a short cut, so she started running through it. That was when a man appeared.

The girl halted quickly as the man spotted her ears and grinned maliciously. "Ah, look what I found, a lost mutt, hmm? I can help you get back to your family. That is, if you get on your hands and knees like the dog you are, you little whore. "

Her eyes widened and she turned to run. But as she started, a hand grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her back. As she fell to the ground, the man sat down on top of her, grabbed her wrists, and held her down as she struggled in vein. Wolves may be the strongest of all Faunus, but she was only an 8-year-old pup and they both knew she couldn't do anything.

"Time to have the time of your life darling," he laughed cruelly and kissed her hard enough to cut her lips on her own teeth. She screamed and struggled as hard as she could, but he was stronger. After a second, she was able to bite his lip, but got a fist to the side of the head, dazing her. Seeing that she couldn't fight back anymore, he let go of her wrists and began tearing at her clothes, forcibly removing them. The child lost the will to fight and simply let the man have his way with her, on the inside she was screaming at herself for letting it happen.

When it was over the man just left her in the alleyway, crying and broken. She stayed like that for what felt like hours until she heard someone walk towards her, the figure stopped over her.

"God damn it… Who would do this to a child?" The girl felt her self being picked up bridal style and taken out of the ally way before gently being put into a car, sleep taking her by force.

/Memory End

Ruby smiled again, only happier this time as she remembered the only human to not only except her, but love her. Honest to god love her as his own daughter. He let her call him Uncle Crow, he took care of her, and whenever she was hurt, he'd be there.

He taught her his craft as a hunter. He was so proud when she mastered everything there was too know. Ruby still remembered what he said when she 'graduated' from his little private school.

"Ruby" she recited by heart, "I have never before had such a beautiful and smart girl as you. If I had married and had children I would want them to be just like you. I will never leave you, and maybe you can be a Hunter just like me. I can't wait for that day. But Ruby, please listen to me. There are a lot of dangers out there and you'll never be fully prepared for all of them. Just use your mind and I know you can get by in this unforgiving world." He then kissed her cheek and together had the best birthday in her entire life. She trusted Crow completely and loved him more than life itself…

That only made his disappearance break her even more than she already was.

The teenage girl quickly shook her head as if to try to get rid of the memory and quickened her pace down the street to the dust shop that had her favorite mags on shelf. Even if she couldn't pay for them, the owner let her read them.

As she walked, a scream pierced through the rain. Ruby turned to the source and instantly growled. Two men were holding a woman against the wall by her arms while a third was feeling her up as she struggled. Ruby's silver eyes narrowed and her pupils dilated to slits, her teeth growing into points and as sharp as obsidian razor blades. After that day, the day she felt her weakest, she hated these type of people with a burning passion.

She turned to the men and lifted up her jacket, revealing a pistol stuffed into her pants. She pulled it out, revealing an ebony plated Hand Cannon with a 12 round extended magazine, blood red line accents, and a blood red rose imprinted on both sides of it's Oak handle grip. Its name was Black Rose and she loved it dearly. After all, it was her birthday present.

She aimed it at the man on the right and pulled the trigger, the gun's slide slammed back, pulling the gun upwards as the bullet left the end of the barrel. The man's head exploded as the hollow point round entered it and made a new exit out the side of his head.

The other two men stopped in their tracks, allowing the woman to break free from their hold and run away as they turned. They were greeted with the sight of a 16-year-old girl glaring at them with a massive smoking pistol that fit snugly in her hand. One of the men put his hands in front of him self in defeat.

"H-hey, come on now, there's no need for that! You made your point, the lady left, don't be rash now," the center man pleaded. Ruby glared at him in disgust.

"I can't do that…" she says darkly. "You are disgusting, vile, beasts… And as soon as I leave you'll just attack some other woman or child. Better to get rid of the source of the problem… Sorry," she stated simply and calmly in such a way that the two men had shivers sent down their spine. Before they could move Ruby fired twice more. Their bodies fell to the ground and she lowered Black Rose. She hated killing people but they deserved it, she turned and made her way to the dust store.

/

She finally arrived at 'From Dust Till Dawn', a store she came to often enough when she wasn't hiding from police, gangs, or Faunas haters. As she entered, the door the bell rang and the old shopkeeper looked up from his book before nodding to her. She smiled and nodded back, heading to the rear of the small store to look at the magazines.

"Hmm, there's a new SMG out, Tempest fire, reinforced barrel and frame, allows modification for ext. magazines and rail additions, just think of what I can do with it, maybe add a blade or maybe…" Ruby shook her head, smiling at her own rambling and continued to study the beautiful weapon.

The bell rang again some time later and she heard the old man welcome a new customer. Curious as to who would be here this late, she peeked around the corner to find a green suited man with glasses. His right hand held a cane, his left: a coffee mug. The scent it gave off was that of Earl Grey tea, Ruby's favorite kind by far.

The man spotted her and she snapped backwards, heading back to her magazine. She heard footsteps close in and stop right behind her. Ruby tensed up, scared that she would have to fight. The gray haired gentleman casually looked over her shoulder, causing her to tense up even more.

"Tempest Fire, hmm?" he asks. "That looks to be a reliable weapon. That it's manufactured by KRISS Inc. is a good plus. I've always liked their weapons, but I'm more of a melee sort of man myself. It's nice to see young huntresses learning about different weapons to use other than their own. It's always good to have back ups. Distance is always a good way to go when fighting your enemies." He glanced to her under his glasses.

Ruby dropped the magazine on weapons hastily and stepped away from the man, whoever he was, and glared, moving backwards.

"Who are you and what do you want with me?" She demands, causing the white haired man to lift an eyebrow.

After a moment he smiled kindly to her and sipped his tea. "I'm just admiring your taste in weapons, I know how hard a world it is out there, and a girl like you need's a weapon to defend her self. I also happened to see how you dealt those three men-"

"Monster's," Ruby interrupted

"I beg your pardon?" asked the tea drinking man.

"They weren't people, they were heartless monsters that needed to be taken care of before they hurt more innocent people!" She almost yelled, the man sighed and nodded.

"Despite that… I am glad to see that someone is willing to stand up for what is right in this dreary world of ours. This is what I believe Hunters and huntresses should be like: individual's that take a stand and help anyone who cannot help themselves"

Ruby blinked a couple of times trying to get what he was saying,

"…What do you want from me…?" It came out harsher than she intended, but it got the point across that he needed to get to the point before she got impatient, but that wasn't likely. The smell of Earl Gray always calmed her nerves, and she always drunk it when she was nervous or worried.

The man took another sip of his tea. "I guess I'll get to the point then. I want to give you a choice. You can continue to deal with your way of life as it is now, afraid of not finding your next meal, killing others just so you can live another hour or day…"

Ruby looked down at the ground to avoid his gaze, but she knew it was true. Her life was agonizing, but why should she trust this man, he could be some faunas hater acting the "good citizen" part to get her to trust him or something even worse.

"Or, you can accept my invitation to Beacon, live a new life where you can help the innocent and protect our world from the Grimm." He continued and Ruby froze still, wide eyed and stuttering,

"B-but why?" she asked. "You don't even know me. H-H-How can I trust you? You've given me no reason to! I don't know if you're just some racist or some one who hurts people!" Ruby stepped back, reaching for Black Rose, glaring at the man. It had to be a trick. It just had to be!

But the man didn't move. Instead he spoke calmly, "Consider it me keeping a promise to your mother," he answers, much to Ruby's shock.

She stopped dead, paralyzed as the memories of that day flooded back like a ruined dam.

/Memory

Her mother lay on the ground, blood pouring out of a massive gash on her stomach. She screamed at Ruby to run as fast as she could, the men that hurt her and killed their family stood over her with twisted smiles that promised horrors beyond imagining. Ruby just sat there, petrified until one of the men saw her, she staggered back and ran as fast as she could. It was her 8th birthday… everyone was supposed to be happy, celebrating with her…

But now they were all gone… her life at that moment was destroyed by hatred…

/Memory End

Ruby fought the tears, but they fell anyway. The man looked at her softly, knowing full well she was remembering that night, a night that would scar any young pup, something that no child should ever witness.

"H-how do you know her…?" she asked through her tears and trembles.

"I was your mother's friend for a long, long time," the white haired man began. "I found her that night still breathing, but barely. But the men who... who did those things to her had escaped. She wasn't going to live and we both knew it. She made me promise that I would take care of you. I searched and searched for you but could never find you, until you helped that woman on the street and I saw your eyes. Only your mother had that eye color and I knew you were her daughter."

Ruby sniffles, letting the man continue his speech.

"The reason I am inviting you to Beacon is to keep that promise, and to give you a chance at a life that you've never had before, little pup."

Ruby now knew he was telling the truth. Only her mother had ever called her that. She blinked away the tears.

"Thank you, I-I need a few minutes to think." Ruby went and sat down on a small chair.

She didn't know why she needed to debate it. The answer was obvious. But, deep down she knew why. Her instincts: the thing that has kept her alive, and the thing that helped her out of many bad situations. It was screaming at her. It was never wrong and that was the problem. She wanted a new life, begged for it. But the new life offered seemed to have an unseen debt that she wasn't sure if she would be able to pay or not.

'Ruby, calm down', she chastised herself. Her instincts were always right, but it's time she took a risk for herself. Sighing, she looked up to the man standing there patiently and nodded, getting up from her seat.

"I' don't know if I should trust you," she says. "But I'm tired of hiding. You knew my mother, there is no question about that, so I'll go to beacon, to keep my mothers promise…" She stepped up to the man who nodded and put a hand on her shoulder.

"I'm grateful," he says. "I'll do my best to help you in anyway I can. Everything you'll need will be provided for you. I'll see to it that it's dropped off here in three days. The storeowner will look after it until you arrive. And when you do, just go to the Air Transit Hub at the required time, say your name to the front desk and give them the ticket on the top of your bags. I hope I can prove you can trust me, and with patience, we can become a family and make your mother proud. We'll talk more as soon as I'm able, all right? I have to go, prior engagements and all that"

Ruby nodded as he turned to leave, but before he left the store, he called out to her.

"And Ruby." She turns to him. "Don't hide your heritage because of what people think. The students at Beacon are Human and Faunas, and if ANY of them have problems with you because of who you are, I give you permission to deal with them. Just please show some restraint, if you don't mind." He smirked at her and Ruby smiled back and nodded.

"I'll think about it, sir," she says.

"Please, just Ozpin is fine. 'Sir' makes me sound old," he interrupted politely

Ruby giggled. "But you are old, Ozpin." He mock pouted at that, which in turn turned her giggles into laughing.

He smiled and walked out of the store. After a minute she did as well.

/

She arrived at her home in an abandoned parking lot with old cars. She used everything she could get her hands on to make something that was intended to be a hiding place when she was living with Uncle Crow, but became her home after he disappeared. Cars were pushed together in a box like fort, a big rig container acted as her workshop for Black Rose and her personally made weapon, Crescent Rose, a massive bolt action sniper rifle that unfolds into a crescent shaped War scythe she made from spare parts.

Her homes defenses as well as her bedroom. She welded doors, cars, and the old street lamps, and pushed the concrete barriers together on her walls around the container 12 feet away from it. She scavenged electronics and other parts to make a rather effective alarm in case anyone got near, even from falling from the sky. She planted mines, claymores, and nail bombs she got from raiding gang hide outs out side of the wall all the way to the end of the parking lot.

Anyone dumb enough to step near would be pulverized, but she had a remote trigger that would deactivate all the bombs in front of the 'door' of her home straight out to the edge of the parking lot to allow her safe entrance. Ruby learned the hard way of forgetting to do so or straying from the path. Ruby made it to her home and went through the door, reactivating the bombs.

It surprised her that a note addressed to her was on the door to her bedroom. Taking it off she read the message,

Dear Miss Rose

After our talk I realized that your previous home no doubt has a special place in your heart. I'll make sure that after you leave and enter Beacon to send for your personal belongings and have them brought to a workshop for you, and that your home itself will not be touched beyond that and will remain where it is. I've also taken the liberty of clearing your name of the crimes you were accused of, true or not, and you will not be bothered by anyone of the law.

Sincerely Director Ozpin, Headmaster of Beacon Academy.

Ruby was glad that part of her home would be with her at Beacon and that she didn't have to wear these clothes anymore. She entered her home and closed the large door, feeling as if she closed off the troubles of the world. Slowly, she walked towards the end of the container where her bed and worktable were. After dropping her back pack and weapons on the work shop table she stepped to the bed on the opposite side and stripped her self of the dirty and wet clothes that stuck to her skin.

As her under wear fell to the floor Ruby picked up the clothes and hung them up to clean later. Then stood in front of the mirror, reflecting her scarred and naked body, her black and red hair reaching her shoulders. She did this every night to remind her she was still alive and ready for the next day.

Unconsciously both her hands trailed down her body, tracing every scar on her, starting at her face, where a long scar ran across her left eye down to her chin, segmenting her lips as well.

A burn scar filled the front of her neck from her chin to her collarbone, reminding her of the man that held a torch to her throat, wanting to burn a hole through it. On her shoulders, chest, and her stomach were a series of scars, from bullet wounds to knives, even a scar from a ballpoint pen in the space to the right of her left breast.

Her legs were riddled with scar lines, but faded. The worst of it was between her legs, when she was raped. Ruby sighed and fell onto the worn mattress, berating her self. She was still attractive, if you could get past the scars people would see a well-toned body of a warrior but also a young woman, waiting for someone to love her. Ruby knew that wasn't going to happen though.

She sighed long and loud, letting her mind recollect her self and started thinking about the events of today, and smiled. She was tired of hiding, skulking in the shadows and trying to find her next meal in the most vile of places, taking on dangerous people that would nothing more than make her their personal sex slave. Ozpin was offering a way out and a family, a way to begin again, make a new life for herself and improve others lives as much as she could. In three days, she could finally live again.

/

She arrived early on the third day, walking into the store and noticing a suitcase by the corner with a box on top. The owner nodded and smiled as usual, which Ruby returned and walked to her new things. A note was on top of the box, picking it up Ruby read it over,

Dear miss Rose,

The things you will need are in the suitcase. The box is a present. Consider it a thank you for agreeing to attend Beacon, and as a welcome to your new life and family. You may open it whenever you want. I will keep my promise to your mother and watch over you. If you need anything you've but to ask.

Sincerely Ozpin.

P.S. I am not old.

Ruby smiled at that, she put the letter down and picked up the box, after a second she opened it, pulling out many different items. The first was a holster for Black Rose, second were boxes of ammunition, and third, a Tempest fire Sub Machine Gun with 4 magazines. On the outside she was composed as Crow taught her, but on the inside, she was excited about what she would do with the weapon. Smiling slightly, she turned to the owner.

"May I use the back to change?" He nodded and she took all her stuff into the back and put everything on. When she came out she was dressed in her black and red corset with her mothers cloak clasped around her neck. Around her waist was Black Rose on the right of the belt and the collapsed Tempest Fire on the left side of the belt with the grip aimed forward. A pouch for the Magazines for both weapons was behind the Tempest Fire. Crescent Rose was folded in it's place on her lower back, a pouch for three mags were placed behind Black Rose. On the front of the belt were bullet holders, carrying 4 CR bullets on each side of the buckle.

Her hood was down, revealing her ears and face for all to see. They were large wolf ears an inch above and backwards where human ears would be. They were scarred thoroughly like the rest of her body, and had small chunks missing from them, giving her a rough-like appearance. She wondered why she was letting everyone see her true self, but that was easy to answer, it was her new family at Beacon, if the people hated her, then so be it.

She was through hiding who she was. Smiling at her newfound courage, she left the shop with her suitcase; the extra ammunition stashed inside, and went toward the air transit hub and her new life.

AN: first chapter done, Completely edited and revised, I'll see you guys next chapter, "CH. 2, White Always yearning Burdened by, a royal test".