Hello all and welcome to the second chapter in this story. I've been inspired to keep it going, whether y'all like it or not. As some of you might know, Wolfram is the scientific name for tungsten. Yes that means his name is Tungsten Tungsten. Cry about it.

I apologize if any of my portrayals of the main characters seem to be off, the easiest way to fix that is to let me know. I have only recently discovered my enjoyment of the series, so I am not fully prepared to act out the main characters like i would in Hellsing or One Piece.

In other news, I have continued to work on my rewrite for Hellsing's Newest Member, and I have also begun to work on the next chapter for Sickles. So in short, I am keeping myself busy.

That's enough rambling! I do not own anything but my OCs so bleh to that.

spectre dragoneel Thanks for the review! I know I am certainly going to end up pissing some people off, but meh. It's the internet. Someone is going to be pissed.

(THIS IS MY NEW FORM OF LINE)

Chapter one: An interesting meeting

BRRRRRRRRRRRING!

SMASH!

Wolfram sighed as his alarm clock rang out in its traditional obnoxious fashion. However, he jumped at the smashing noise when he went to turn it off. Looking over, he saw that he had slept with his new massive gloves on, and the sheer weight of the reinforced steel completely obliterated any semblance of the third dimension the clock once had. Sighing with the knowledge that the clock was definitely not going to come with him, he rose slowly, stretching. He slept without his shirt on, revealing the massive muscles barely restrained beneath his skin. He had tremendous biceps, pronounced pectorals, abs that could shred marble, let alone cheese, and even his back was impressively muscular. However, all across his body were jagged scars from various times he overestimated his semblance's strength. One such scar was a jagged white gash across his right collarbone where he had almost avoided a shot from a cannon, but the shot had grazed him, causing him that wound. Another one was a star shaped spot on his back with another one down in his abdomen where a sneaky rat had stabbed him through with a spear before he could activate his semblance. He was really fortunate to survive most of the events that scarred him. He stood up and ran one of his new metal hands over his silver buzz cut, blinking his thunderstorm gray eyes in the process.

His apartment was definitely not anything to brag about to anyone. A tattered thin mattress on the floor, the now smashed alarm clock, a small kitchen, a pullup bar, a moldy shower, a beat up sofa, and a really old television on a table. He went to his fridge and opened a bottle of water, downing it before going to shower and change. After he got out and got dressed in his usual attire of sleeveless white shirt, black vest, black slacks, grey steel sandals, and silver belt, he put his new fists on. Doing a quick test on how well the different forms were working, he decided it was good. He then placed a pair of reflective silver sunglasses that were moderately trapezoid shaped on his forehead. After tossing a few changes of clothes into his duffel bag, he walked out the front door of his crappy little place onto the crappy little street, ready to tackle the first day of a new life.

(YET ANOTHER LINE)

Wolf was looking around, ignoring all the stares he was receiving for his appearance. He was with the students waiting around, only half listening to the news broadcast going on. He glanced over to see a well endowed blonde seeming to suffocate a smaller girl with darker hair and silver eyes, kinda similar to his actually. As they seemed to be the only ones doing anything, Wolf decided to go over there to see what was up. After doing a quick scan of the surrounding areas and deciding no one was in trouble, he walked up to them. "Hello there." he simply said, his deep voice catching the attention of the other two people. The dark haired one jumped a tiny bit as the blond turned to glare, only to be caught off guard by the speaker's appearance.

"Oh hey there!" the blonde said, putting her hands on her hips, even forcing her chest out a little bit. Wolf, to his credit managed to keep looking at her face, only raising an eyebrow slightly. "And what's your name hot stuff?" she said in a flirtatious manner.

"Well it's not hot stuff…" he replied coolly. "Wolfram. Wolfram Tungsten." he said, sticking out one of his gauntleted hands for a handshake. "What is yours Blondie?" he asked.

"Yang Xiao Long, and this is my sister Ruby Rose." She said, looking cautiously at the huge hand before her.

"It's fine to shake it, It is simply my weapon." He said with a sigh. Inwardly he cursed, forgetting that most people would react that way, and his explanation did not help. "In its current form, it is just a big metal hand." he said, wiggling the fingers. Yang smiled and shook the offered hand. Ruby was instantly all over his hands.

"Theseareyuourweaponswhatdotheydoohmyoumthey'rehugeheyyangyoujealousofhimohmyoum-" she was cut off as one of Wolf's giant fingers lightly tapped her forehead. "Please repeat that, at a pace where I can actually understand what you are saying…" he said with a light chuckle. This amusing small girl was a bit like Jade, he realized sadly, and her sister's flirtatious greeting certainly fit the profile of her as well.

"These are your weapons? They're huge! What do they do? You jealous of his weapons Yang? What is their name?" Ruby asked, slowing down a little bit.

"Well, I actually haven't named them yet. I think I am gonna name them… Jade Breach." He said, smiling. "And its defense form will be named Jade Promise."

"Umm… first off, why haven't you named it until now? Shouldn't you have had them for a couple years by now? Also, Why Jade?" Ruby asked curiously. She instantly regretted the second part of her question when she saw his face grow dark, looking down at the ground, gears whirred as the massive fists clenched. "N-Never mind!" she squeaked.

He shook his head. "No, it's… it's OK. I am not going to answer the second part. But the first part, I got them yesterday. I'm still getting used to using them. I left the school I attended really early after an… accident." his posture definitely explained that this was something to not pry into.

"But then how did you get in?" Yang asked, tilting her head.

"Professor Ozpin decided I was worth bringing in. I decided my previous way of life was not the way I should spend my time." He said, shrugging. The girls nodded, knowing all about Ozpin's irregular recruitment techniques, seeing as Ruby got in a similar way.

"You never did answer all of my questions though," Ruby said, resuming her investigation of Wolfram's weapons. He grinned and gently pushed her off and stood back, his pinky twitching. Both gloves shifted into their minigun forms, the double barrels on each hand over the knuckles immediately shocked the two girls. Ruby squealed and tried to climb onto his hands again to get a better view of the guns. Wolf, meanwhile, was trying really hard to not clench his hands and thus become responsible for a mass murder. He twitched his pinkies again, retracting the barrels and belts.

"Fifty caliber rounds, each firing at ten rounds per second." he chuckled. "Truly a breathtaking noise, I tell you. 2400 shots per minute. Of course that's just the offensive side." He said, backing up and making sure he had room. His thumbs twitched and immediately the rectangle expanded to its full diameter, causing everyone near them to leap out of their skins. "Come onto this side!" He said, seeing as they could only see a huge metal rectangle. Their jaws dropped as they could see through from his side. "See, it's even big enough that I could easily defend an entire team back here." He said before retracting the shield. Ruby looked like she was about to start flying up up and away, while yang huffed. "So why did Ruby ask if you were jealous, Yang?" Wolf asked.

"Well, all I got are these…" She said, equipping Ember Celica. She held up her shotgun gauntlets. Wolf looked at them and chuckled. "You seem to be forgetting something there yang. Smaller means faster. I'm sure you can easily outpace me in a brawl. It would be your dozens of good small hits vs my one harsh swing. Plus those shotguns look like they could easily ruin someone's day." he said. Yang smiled a bit prouder, having gotten a reason to not be exorbitantly jealous of Wolfram. All three spun around though as the hologram of Glynda Goodwitch appeared and began talking. Wolf didn't really pay attention and just looked out the window at the rising form of Beacon Academy.

'Well Jade, here I go. Time to make you prou-'

'Fuck.'

He looked down at the vomit on his shoes and at the blond guy who had puked before sighing.

'Well Jade, I guess I'll have to "deal with it" as you said.'

(ONE MORE LINE FOR Y'ALL)

Well, that was chapter two! Again, let me know how I am doing! Do follow! Do Review! Do read!

Again, seeing as I have not become as obsessed with rwby as I have with other series (yet), my portrayals of the canon characters undoubtedly require improvements. So let me know! Since this is really the first one with several canon characters and we will be seeing so many more next chapter, I need as many tips as possible!

Constructive criticism is appreciated, but know the difference between being helpful and being rude. That said, I hope you enjoyed this newest installment!