Chapter 2: Prologue S

I never had to beg for anything not that I wanted anything in my life. I was lucky my family originates from Atlas were the social elite reign over everyone.

My family owns the FairNeil Weapons I.N.C my father is Patrick FairNeil who is known as "The God Of Weapons" we have made strides and gains in manufacturing weapons that the common people can use to protect themselves.

My father prides himself in treating everyone equal human and Faunus even when many of his business associates make fun of him for some of his workers having a fair chance at making a living for themselves.

My father has always taught my siblings and I that no matter what status we have that doesn't mean we're better than anyone. He told us our eyes can see into the depth of a person character and that's how he chose who he keeps close and trusts. I am shy and never had much going for myself compared to my siblings. I was the third child of seven my two older brothers Grey and Steele the twins were like dad in all the ways big, strong and prodigies blacksmith and creating weapons one of them or maybe both are destined to inherit the company after our father.

My younger siblings Tina, Diana, Amey and little Coop all were starting to find themselves what they enjoyed. Tina liked her art and music, Amey and Diana both so smart were into their books and would probably help the twins in the corporate side of things and baby Coop well he just enjoyed breaking things and running around being a wild child.

As for myself, Dad did his best seeing what I liked. I did pick his knack of crafting just not as good as my brothers, I liked music but no talent for it like Tina. I was smart for my age even helped Amey and Diana with figuring out how to build a cookie making robot. Even though it did take five tries all other models seemed to just make pancakes for some reason.

I felt I would never find myself until the day I would take the first steps into my destiny. While Father was working in the factory I went about on my own looking at the workers build the weapons and go on with the normal day of work.

I found the testing range were they test the guns before they sell them to the public. The overseer saw that I came in and tried to get me to leave saying it's no place for a kid but I gave my best pout and after some convincing he let me stay.

I watched as the men and women shot and fired the weapons and could smell the gunpowder in the air. Something about it caught my attention and I sneaked out the overseer sight and went to a booth. I saw a pistol on the table and grabbed it, the goggles and earplugs. I knew how to build one of these with my eyes closed so using it wasn't that hard. I simply aimed and fired. The kick was harder than I thought but I fired at the target until the clip was empty and was excited to see how I did. I heard a gasp to my left and saw one of the testers look and me and back at the target and he called over the overseer. I thought I was going to get in trouble but instead the man and the overseer exchanged a couple of words then looked at the target. Apparently I hit the same spot with every shot I fired not missing by even an inch.

Later after the overseer took me back to my dad and told him what happened I thought the worst but instead Dad just picked me up in his large arm and hugged me. "So my little girl is an natural marksman? So much like your mother." He had a sad tone in his voice which was to be expected. You see Grey, Steele and I share the same mother but she died giving birth to me. Dad remarried and then had all my other siblings but Dad always said I reminded him of Mom because I looked like her. The lady he married afterwards was very nice she was the closest thing to a mother I had in my life. Mom's past was something Dad never talked about much but apparently from my brothers Mom spent a lot of time seeing how good Dad's weapons were and she was crack-shot. Every time she felt a gun had a flaw she would chew out Dad and make him make improvements so they would be better. A great team they made Dad would build and Mom would test and give him ideas. Sometime I think Mom kept his edge sharp.

"Honey you have your Mother's natural talent it seems. I'm so happy to see so much of her in to." He had such love in his voice I know he loves our new Mom but he can never forget the first woman he loved so much. Grey said Dad cried for six days straight after she died and only stopped when Grey handed me to him. Firing that gun had made Dad remember a Mother I never knew and this was the closest thing I had to form a connection to her. So I knew what I wanted to do with these talents of mine. "Dad I want to start training." The look he gave me was one of shock.

"Sweetie are you sure it's very unbecoming of a woman to lea…" He stopped dead in his tracks I was giving him my best look. A look of not backing down not one inch because after so long I now know what it was that I wanted to do. His eyes seemed to look at me but also remembering something in the past. "You also share your Mother's habit of doing something regardless who tries to stand in your way. Ok hunny whatever you want. Who am I to stop my child dream?"

I hugged him tightly and squealed loudly and kissed his cheek. "Thanks Daddy! I'll become the best marksmen Atlas has ever seen."

Lit with the fire and desire I almost started my training immediately. Dad got me the best trainers Atlas had to offer to help me develop my talent. I may of had the lucky genetics but my skill was unrefined and I was only nine so my days was spent with exercise, weapon building and shooting at targets with all kind of guns. Once my trainer saw that I did best with a sniper that was the weapon we spent most focus on. I have the skills to use any type of gun but my true skill shined when it was a high caliber sniper in my hands.

It was a grueling three years of training. I even took part of a shooting competition where I won the whole event shocking the Atlas world a child best grown adults at a sport known to be for men much less. My trainer recommended to my father I take my skills to the Atlas Academy but my father was against it. "I rather not let James Ironwood take my daughter or any child of mine into his military hands." Atlas Academy being a Huntsmen school and most graduates go into the military was something I also was not a fan of going into. I loved my country but it's treatment of Faunus was something I did not enjoy much of. My trainer took this in consideration. "Then sir if I may I still have friends who are a part of the Academy who can come train her. I am not best to teach her about aura or hand to hand combat and I do have friends in the other Academies if she would like to enroll there in the other kingdoms."

My Dad took much time to think about it. "Sending my daughter to another kingdom so far from me is something I truly don't want to do." I finally spoke up adding my own opinion. "Dad I am interested in becoming a Huntress but I can't and won't become part of the military of Atlas I want to protect lives and live my life to the fullest not to serve a higher up doing their bidding." With more emotion in my voice and Dad had a smile in his face. "If that's what you want my little shooting star then ok. I would like to make one suggestion." He looked at me with stern eyes. "I want you to go to Vale and attend Beacon once you're old enough. I am old friends with the Headmaster there and he does owe me a drink so i'll let him off by letting you attend." I was excited I heard much of Vale and how it was with how much different it was compared to Atlas. I had visited a few times in the past and was nice how the people lived all being so happy and expressed themselves freely compared to here.

I had at least four or five more years of private training till I can try to enroll in Beacon.

My life was heading to a dangerous life of being a Huntress. I know I still have much to learn but this is my life and I'm going to protect all that I can as an Huntress and protect the ones who can't protect themselves.