I sometimes wish to disappear forever, though all I really want is to be found… -Batty

The Maelee Trailer

Maelee sat on her knees in her room, her short bob haircut, clipped down with a blue clip, pinned down by her ear. Her hazel eyes were focused in concentration, a bead of sweat rolling down her forehead. Her glasses were cracked and taped together, just barely hanging on the bridge of her small nose. Her round cheeks were pink with flush, and she wore her usual outfit, a sleeve less white collared shirt, and a blue school girl skirt, with long white socks that came to her knees.

The blue leather gloves on her hands, were fingerless, and buttoned at the wrist.

She licked her lips in concentration, her dainty fingers carefully putting together a project she had been working on. It was a small robot, one that would be an assistance to anyone who owned it. She was planning on giving it to her father for his birthday, which was a week from today.

"Mae!" her father called for her.

"Just a sec!"

She clicked the small arm into place, before grabbing the robot and all its parts and shoving it into her closet.

"Coming!"

She padded down the hall, her striped chameleon tail curled up behind her. She walked into her dad's workshop, he smiled a big smile at her.

He had brown hair, like Maelee, and it stuck up in all directions, looking wild and messy. He had a wide toothy grin, and was missing one tooth. He had on safety goggles, and a lab coat. Wearing his usual blue button up, and khaki pants. He had a serious five o'clock shadow, and was of less than average stature. Thin, and scrawny.

He suppressed his excitement and grabbed his daughter by her wrist tugging her over to his station.

"Okay, what? What is it?" she giggled.

"Try it on, It's finally done, come on try it." He urged, bouncing in place.

He handed her a white backpack, that had blue straps that clipped in the front. The backpack was made out of a light weight metal, the straps were soft and padded well. The bag had many different compartments, and had a small circle on the back, which would change color depending on the dust you put into it.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Well you're getting older, and soon you will have to start protecting yourself, so I figured why not invent something that could do it for you. I call it caretaker. Come on try it already, I was going to wait for your birthday but I can't wait any longer, I want to see you in it." He smiled.

"Okay dad, but it's kind of heavy." She said slowly putting it on and clipping the front strap on.

"You'll get used to it. Well what do you think?"

"Uh-"

"Why don't you take it for a spin, go to the pharmacy and pick up your new glasses. Go on, tell me what you think when you get back." He pushed her out the door.

She sighed and smiled slipping on her shoes which she kept by the door.

The town of Windpath was fairly small, everyone was usually friendly, and no one really complained too much. There was a small huntsman training school here, it was new only opened up about five years ago. Many of the towns children took a quick liking to it, and attended classes regularly hoping to go to Haven one day.

Maelee too liked the academy, but was forbidden to go. Her father homeschooled her, and sheltered her from everything. She often begged to go, she was only 13, but she knew if she enrolled now it wouldn't be too late for her to learn how to fight, then in two years she could go to Haven to be a huntress, it was her dream.

She walked by the small academy, many of the students practicing outside. Showing off their weapons to one another, they laughed together, and messed around, one guy shoving his friend to the floor then laughing. She smiled at them, as she longed to be them. She wanted to more than anything. Maybe now with this backpack, her dad might let her.

She sighed and shook the dream from her head, knowing her dad would never let her leave. It wasn't that she wanted to leave him, he was the best dad she could hope for, she just wanted more. She felt the world calling to her and she wanted more, more adventure, more friends, more everything.

"Hey their Mae, here for the glasses?" The old man at the pharmacy, Dr. Jekyll asked.

"Yes sir."

"What cha got there?" he asked.

"Oh this is my dad's latest invention; says it's supposed to protect me. You still coming by later to help my dad with the elixir?" she asked.

"You know it; we are on the precipice of a breakthrough I can feel it. With this elixir we will be making millions." He said maniacally.

Maelee giggled, and grabbed her new glasses from him.

"You're crazy old man. What would you do with millions anyway?"

She switched her broken glasses with her new ones, blinking several times so her eyes would adjust to the new stronger lenses.

"What would I do? What would you do! I'd get out of this place, go to Mistral, maybe even Atlas if I felt like it. The possibilities would be endless." He said ending with a coughing fit.

She smiled, "Well I'll see you later then, I'm almost done with my project too. You haven't told my dad have you?" she raised an accusing eyebrow.

"Me never, but you know that old Mr. Hyde he likes to talk. Can't promise you he didn't go flapping his trap. Don't worry though your dad never takes him seriously." He smiled his dentures slipping from there place slightly.

Maelee laughed, before waving bye, and heading back home.

"Hey Mae wait up!" a boy called running over to her.

"Hey digger," she smiled.

"Well? have you convinced him yet?" he asked.

Digger was Maelee's best friend, he attended the huntsman training school and often urged Maelee to try and convince her father, to let her attend. He had a huge crush on her, and often tried to impress her.

"What do you think, he's not going to budge. I thought you were supposed to be in class?"

"It's a field practice day, we get to practice on our free time. Hey are those new glasses?"

"Yeah, just got them now from Dr. Jekyll, the bags new too, my dad invented it. Says it's supposed to protect me."

"Wow so cool, your dad is awesome. What would this town do without him? You know that automated target reloader he made for the school works like a charm, keeps me on my toes."

"Well they don't call him tinker for nothing. He likes to tinker with things, he can't leave well enough alone. It's where I get it from I guess." She shrugs.

"Yeah, well listen I have to jet, but we should hang out tonight, maybe go for a movie or something?" he asked nervously fidgeting with his clothes, wondering if they were too small or too big.

"A movie? Sure, I can see if my dad will let me, Dr. Jekyll is supposed to stop by anyways so he'll be busy. So seven?"

"Really! Yeah seven sounds awesome! See you later then." He smiled running off in excitement.

Maelee stared after him in confusion.

A thunder cloud rumbled overhead, before a slow trickle of rain began to fall, Maelee ran the rest of the way home.

When she got to the house the door was open, and it was awfully quite.

"Dad?"

She heard a loud gun fire, jolting in shock. She slowly made her way to her father's workshop. Pausing at the door, where a woman stood.

She was dressed in leather pants, and high heeled boots. A long brown trench coat covering her shirt, and dragging the floor. Her face was covered by a black mask, one that had a purple outline around the eye holes. Green eyes staring down at her. Her hair was down and long falling past her shoulders. It's blond color bright in contrast to her outfit.

She clipped her lasso around her waist, it was in its gun form.

Maelee's heart began to race, as she tried to look past the woman. The woman sighed and reached out to Maelee.

"You weren't supposed to see this."

The backpack let out a soft beep, and a red laser scanned the area.

"Who are you? where's my dad?" she asked backing up to the wall.

The side panels on the backpack cracked open, ready to activate at any given moment.

The woman stepped aside, and Maelee locked eyes with her father's cold dead body. A loud crash of thunder rumbled the house.

Grimm perked up at the draw of negativity a simple pure soul hidden from the dark world suddenly corrupt and broken. A Geist possessed a rock, and began to make its way to the small town on the mountain side.

"We can't find it…" another woman said running into the house, followed by two men.

Maelee couldn't bring herself to turn and face them, her body frozen in shock.

"It's fine I got it, let's go." The woman ordered, walking past Maelee, to the others.

"Dad?" Maelee called, falling to her knees, tears streaming down her face.

Thunder echoed off the mountain side, the main woman pausing in her steps.

"Daddy?" she whimpered. Crawling over to her father.

The woman turned to look back at Maelee, the others pausing too.

"Dad no, no, this can't be happening, dad! Daddy!"

"He's dead, the best thing you can do is accept this and move on." The woman called.

"Boss?" one of the guys said.

"Go, I'll take care of her. Go and make sure no one escapes."

They nodded and ran into the rain.

Maelee stood and looked at the woman in terror, causing her backpack to activate, two long mechanical arms with an interchangeable head at the end stretched out in front of her. The tips crane like claws for now.

The woman took out her lasso again, having it in gun mode.

"Your aura isn't activated, so if I shoot you with this you will die instantly." The woman announced pointing the gun at Maelee.

A flash of lightning had the power going out. But Maelee could see well in the dark. She was a Faunus after all.

Maelee made a run for the exit, the woman going after her firing off a couple rounds, the back of her backpack expanding out into a shield, protecting her from harm. The bullets ricochet off the metal bag, and Maelee made it outside into the cold pouring rain.

She kept running never turning back, she ran to the town, but paused in her step. Everyone in the town ran screaming, running from the bandits.

A kick to Maelee's back had her falling to the floor. She looked up to see the mask woman pointing the gun at her.

She pulled the trigger, but Maelee wasn't hit, as digger jumped in front of her his weapon which was two long curved blades attached to his wrist to make it look like mole hands, blocked the bullet.

The woman transformed her weapon, wrapping it around diggers wrist and yanking him closer to kick him in the gut. Then she cracked it like a whip, sending a flash of red dust at him, bursting into flames as it made contact with his skin.

Maelee stood backing away, digger forced himself to stand, charging the woman.

She transformed her weapon into a gun and shot him several times in the gut. Blood pooling at his feet. He fell to the floor with a thud.

"Digger!" Maelee ran to him.

He cupped her face, and pulled her in for a kiss, activating her aura in the process, before his hand fell limp to the wet ground.

The woman wrapped her lasso around Maelee's neck, the two mechanical arms grabbed onto the woman, and one punched while the other held her still.

She dropped her lasso, and fell back as the arms, fired several rounds of blue dust at her, ice forming on the floor where it had missed.

Blood stained Maelee's shirt, and socks, as she stood to run away, running toward the forest this time.

She ran right into a beawolf, who slashed her shirt open and sent her flying. Grimm flooded into the small town, the bandits retreating.

Airships floated up from the mountain side and began clearing out the grimm, destroying the town in the process.

The woman charged Maelee, but the arms blocked her attack, one turning into a sword tip, the other staying a claw. Maelee covered her head with her arms, wanting to disappear and to vanish from all this pain. And so she did.

Her semblance allowed her to seemingly disappear into thin air, having the woman looking at the one spot rain wasn't falling in confusion. Though Maelee still hadn't gone anywhere, she was just blending in with her surroundings.

The grimm ran past her, and the woman retreated in haste.

Huntsmen and huntresses ran to help, killing off the grimm and barley saving the town.

Maelee returned to her home, the body of her father still in the workshop, her clothes still drenched and covered in blood, her backpack scanned the area and deactivated. She fell to her knees and just sat there. Not a single sound escaping her lips.

Staring off into a void, drops of water dripping off her glasses.

Her honest simple soul tainted, broken, and hungry,

For revenge.

A/N: hey guys batty here, hope you like the trailers so far. Since I wasn't clear about what their symbols are, Azurite symbol is angel wings dripping paint. Maelee symbol is a striped chameleon. Though you haven't met them yet, Rayce symbol is an eye, with a crescent moon instead of an iris. And Helio symbol is a handled mirror with a swan wrapped around the shattered glass. I have drawings of them but nowhere to post them, not really in to social media, so I don't have anything. Feel free to leave a comment telling me what you think all is welcome. Also check out my other fics, and sorry I haven't updated in a while just got finished with finals, now I have to pack up my dorm and head home for the break. But until next time,

-Batty

Ps. I am sure someone has said that quote before, but I couldn't find anyone specific, and I saw a quote similar to that but it had no one to give credit to, so I changed the words up a little and walah!

Pss. Azurite (As-zur (like sir) right) Maelee (May-lee) Rayce(Race) Helio/Trope (Heel-lee-o) (true-rope). Just in case.