Thank you all for your patience, and I apologize if it did take a rather long time for me to give the next chapter. I gave it more time to dedicate a short brief introduction of Victor and Master Wolfbane's life as they grew. To see how they lived was one thing that I saw was necessary to give him life in this world, and didn't just want to simply skip. I'd hope that I've done this chapter justice in seeing Victor for who he is, for the audience. Thank you all for reading, and creating this story with me. Remember, I'm open to criticism whether negative or positive, and as long as it's respectful and constructive. Now without further ado, I present the first chapter. Enjoy

Chapter 1

As it all began for Victor, he looked forward to his new life with his mentor, and having a home to call his own. Master Wolfbane didn't mind much of the young boy, frankly he reminded him of when he was a young lad, and how quick and perceptive he became as his student. Impressively, young Victor paid very close attention to everything that his mentor had taught him, from smithing, to cooking, and even combat. The boy exponentially showed promise as a warrior, but what drove the boy even further, is his will to help those in need. Most often he would find the occasional homeless being harassed by either soldiers or nobles, and stood for those that could not stand for themselves against all odds. It didn't matter if Victor was alone, hell the boy never backed down a fight, such a strong spirit Victor has. Only more the reason why Wolfbane took him under. Not only did he learn how to smith, but even created his first set of swords and armor at the age of fourteen, most impressive indeed. Wolfbane was proud that he was turning out to be a grand person, and realized that this was not the same nine year old boy that he found in the streets. Both enjoyed each others company, and grew with one another.

One day while having finished an order for the Atlesian army, both were tasked for the delivery of the equipment to the barracks. When they made there way to the camp, Victor noticed that there was a small girl, with a hooded robe, looking to be a orphan. She was hiding, bleeding from the face, crying. Victor subtly approached the girl, not noticing this. "Are you ok?" He asked extending a hand, but was met with a group laughter. "What are you doing with the animal? Can't you see that she is playing with us?" Said the group of nobles. Victor clenched his fist tightly, and retorted back to them, "She's not an animal! She's a person, just as much as you and I are!" The girl was taken back by this, and began to look up at Victor, with weary eyes. "Is that so? Well what can be expected from the likes of you, orphan!" As one of the children threw a rock at the girl, Victor reacted by standing in front of it. The impact drew blood from Victors forehead, but he stood with his head held high, not backing down. The boy sneered at this, and waved for the rest to follow, "Well the fun is ruined here, but we'll be back faunus."

As the group left, Victor wiped his forehead with his sleeve, leaving the girl in awe from his act. "Here let me help you." As he approached her with a rag to clean her head. The girl was still scared, but as she saw Victor with a warm smile, she just stared. As Victor was attempting in removing her hood, she screamed. "Don't!", but it was too late. Two large ears popped from underneath, and startled him, but he continued to help her. She was still searching for what to say, but all she could make out was what she believed. "Are you not disgusted with me?" Victor was a bit confused by this, but just simply smiled. "Not really, in fact, I find you to be cute." Victor realizing that he just spoke his mind, began rambling, "I mean, it's cute that you have ears, not being mean. Of course your cute, and that's the first thing that came to mind." "Umm.. I mean." The girl had a small blush, and giggled a bit. She looked up to him, and smiled with tears in her eyes. "Thanks, your not so bad looking yourself." Victor had a shade of red flush most of his face, and began to help the girl up on her feet. "You really don't hate me? I'm a faunus, and people hate us." Victor just looked puzzled, but felt confident in what he was going to say. "Faunus or not, you're a person to me, and I won't let things like this happen!" The girl was smiling, and hugged him. Victor began to blush more, but hugged her back. As he left the little girl there waving goodbye, he realized that he was a bit behind from his master, and began running back to him. "He's going to have me cleaning the forge for days if I don't catch up." As he sped off to his master.

Life was great for the two, as the months had passed. Victor progressing even more than he already did, showing that no matter how tough the challenge, he kept going in his studies under Wolfbane. The world was bleak, but Victor gave a bright light that shined around him, and gave peace and security to all around him. Wolfbane was growing old, and having little left to teach the young lad, only put a smile on his face. He knew that he would retire soon, and feared that he would be alone in the end, but the day that they met, fate had given him a life that he never knew, the life of being a father to Victor. Soon he would pass down the mantle to this boy, and carry his name as his last one day. But Wolfbane only saw the city growing darker, with corruption, and feared that the young boys future would be in danger if he did not find a way for him to live in peace. A sacrifice he was willing to take for his young student, Victor.

I do say that I liked the way that this chapter gave a view into this world. Things are not always good in most cities, and in the world. You could find that most can relate, and it's something that should be shown to understand. Of course Victor has a strong will about him, but he will be tested in this later down the road, and would have to face the reality of his choices, whether good or bad. The story will take flight in the next chapter, that I can say. So stay tuned till then, and thank you again.