To those who have asked, this story takes place around three years before episode 1 of the series so we've got some time before shit starts to get near canon territory. That all I can think to say for now, maybe I think of more later. Lets do this.

Six sat quietly in his seat in the passenger cabin of the train he and Amber were riding on. After Ozpin had taken down every bit of information on him as he could give he'd had Six sign a contract that basically said he was now Amber's official and personal bodyguard and that if he in anyway harms her he will be hunted down across Remnant and put to death. With signing it he was also given a license as a 'Culler', which was apparently a special type of hunter that spent most of their lives living in the field doing nothing but hunting grimm. It wasn't a well known profession as it was extremely rare that anyone would want such a career, spending the majority of your life separated from human interaction wasn't very appealing to young aspiring hunters.

The reason Ozpin gave was that it would give him all the privileges of a hunter while also discouraging anyone from asking to many questions about his background. Cullers didn't usually have a happy past apparently. Ozpin also mentioned something about Cullers not having the most positive of reputation for some reason but assured him it wouldn't likely cause any problems.

Six was currently fiddling around with his newly upgraded pipboy, after getting a hold of a couple scroll thanks to Ozpin and several hours of trial and error, Six had managed to make several improvements to his trusty pipboy. First was that it was now a touchscreen, second it could act as a phone, and third it could connect to Remnants internet. There were a few other additions as well such as a upgraded radio receiver and transmitter that extended his broadcast range. It hadn't been easy but he was proud of his handy work, he was just glad he'd taken that pipboy off that one asshole in the happy trail caravans and took it apart to see how it worked.

Another addition that he was still very interested in was the aura reader he'd installed, at first it was just to see if he could do it, but then he had a conversation with Amber who had all but forced him to let her unlock his aura. Most people would probably have jumped at the opportunity to have the ability to generate force fields and have supernatural abilities, but then again most people had never been kidnapped by a bunch of talking brains that stole their brain, heart, and spine, only to then put a bunch of cybernetic shit in their places.

It was for these reasons that Six was a bit hesitant to let someone reach into him and play around with his literal soul. It turned out his aura level was just slightly below the required level to enter Beacon academy but if he work on it then it would get stronger. So far he hadn't noticed many differences other than a clear boost to his already near superhuman levels of endurance and stamina. He'd have to take some time later to really play around with this new power and hopefully even find out what his 'semblance' was.

Six was brought out of his thoughts by a light snore from the seat across from him, Amber was completely out cold and drooling slightly. Six couldn't help but chuckle to himself at the sight. Turning and looking out the window he marveled at the beautiful view of the moon and stars. Reaching up Six flipped the switch in their booth to turn the light off plunging their car into darkness.

Standing up from his seat he his way to the front of the car and opened the door quickly exiting as to not wake any of the sleeping passengers. Once outside he climbed up onto the roof of the car and sat down, pulling his helmet off he let the cold midnight air blow across his face and through his hair. Laying back he stared up at the stars and the moon and simply enjoy the peace of it all. "The Wastelands got nothing on this." He muttered to himself.

Six closed his eyes for several seconds before hearing the muffled sound of an engine, turning towards the direction of the noise he saw a small black airship in the distance. From what he'd seen so far on the airships landing and taking off from Beacon was that they always had lights on specific points of the ship to make them easy to spot at night, this ship had no lights at all.

The courier let out a sigh. "And right when I was starting to relax." He grabbed his helmet and secured it back onto his head before turning on the night vision optics. As the airship got closer Six was able to make out a symbol he'd seen several times before since landing on Remnant, the White Fang, though he didn't know a ton about them he did know that wouldn't cause anything positive for him if he just let them do their thing. Standing up on the roof of the train and watched as the airship flew to the caboose of the train and several figures jumped out onto the car. "Time for damage control."

With the Fang

"How long?" A tall man with a sword wearing a mask asked a shorter man also wearing a mask who was holding a labtop computer while two other men stood holding rifle facing the door of the car.

"I'd say about ten minutes before they get suspicious. It's not uncommon to lose connection to the CCT system while traveling between kingdoms, but if it lasts to long they might check and realize we're jamming them and they start checking the train." The man on the computer explained.

"More than enough time. Cyan, set the bombs in the middle cars quickly and get back here. Blowing them there should cause a derailment." The man with the sword told one of the men with rifles before tossing him a bag, the man then nodded and started to head to the exit of the car. "Brick, you help me prepare these crates of dust to be loaded onto the VTOL when we leave."

Cyan jogged briskly through the third to last car of the train with the bag of explosives over his shoulder. He exited the third and entered the forth while still keeping his steady pace. "Four more cars to go." He spoke to himself as he exited the forth car.

"Until what?" He heard from above him just before a hand grabbed his shirt and pulled him up onto the roof from his spot between the two cars and slammed him down onto the roof of the train and a blade was press against his neck, a pair of glowing red eyes stared down at him. The figure that was now on top of Cyan with a knee on his chest and a serrated combat knife against his throat grabbed his grimm mask and ripped it from his face and tossed it off the side of the train along with his gun.

Six was silent for a few seconds as he stared down at the man, letting him get a grasp on the situation he was in. "Do you mind answering a few questions for me? If you do, I promise I let you off this train in one piece." He asked the man not really expecting it to be as easy as just asking.

"Yes, yes, I'll talk, just don't kill me!" The man squirmed and begged under the blade at his throat.

Six was actually stunned for a few moments. "Wow, usually it's a lot harder than that... huh." Six said to himself confusing the terrified man in his grasp. "So friend, why are you and your group on this train?"

"We're here for two reasons, first is the dust in the back cars. The second is we're gonna derail the train." He explained as a trickle of blood trailed down from where the blade was pressed against his skin.

"How many of you are there?"

"Four including me, I swear to you I'm new. I just got recruited and-"

"Did you know there were civilian passengers on this train?" Six cut him off with his question.

The man was quiet for a second. "Yes, and I kn-" His sentenced was stopped as Six slit him across the throat with the knife. Six stood from the squirming man who grasped at his throat while blood poured out of the wound and out of his mouth.

"I pray god has mercy on you, more mercy than you had for the passengers of this train, or I had for you." Six frowned at the almost flailing man before kicking him in the side and sending him over the edge of the speeding train. Six reached down and grabbed the bag of explosives the man had been carrying and began walking along the roof towards the caboose. "Like a fella once said..."

With the wind at his back and jogging at a fair pace Six didn't take long to reach the last car but didn't jump on to it, instead he hopped down onto the small platform between cars and opened up the bag of explosives. He didn't know how to work an explosive powered by dust, in his few months on Remnant he'd learned a fair amount about the substance but he had learned it was volatile enough to explode it next to another explosion or shot, unlike C4 with was far more stable to the point that you could set it on fire and it wouldn't explode.

The bag had about six pounds worth of explosives in it, after a few moments of thought he had an idea. "Plan B." He muttered pulling out a roll of duct tape, he never went any where without at least three rolls on him, and proceeded to reach up and tape the bag to the roof just above the door way. "Alright, lets do this."

Six pulled a revolver from his waist holster and pulled the hammer while reaching into his pocket and grabbing a flashbang. "One, two... three." Six threw open the door and tossed the grenade in and pulled back, a moment later there was a loud bang and several shouts of pain could be heard. Flashbangs going off in an in closed space like a train car could do serious damage to a persons eardrum if they weren't wearing protection.

Six moved in without missing a beat firing off two rounds into a man holding a rifle, the first hit him in the head the second in the chest. He was about to turn and pop several more rounds into a man with a computer when he was force to jump back as a blade flew towards him, raising his gun he fired four more shots at the attacker who he found to be a boy in his late teens pointing a red sword at him with a black sheath in his other hands. He wore all black and had fiery red hair and a pair of horns on his head.

The boy cut all four rounds from the air and lunged towards Six who instinctively pulled out his favorite combat knife and blocked the thrust. "Damn kid, that was impressive, whats your name?" Six asked with his masked face inches away from the faunus's masked face.

The boy was obviously struggling to hold his ground as the two pushed against each other with their blades trying to get an edge. "It depends whose asking, you a human under that mask or a faunus?" He asked through his teeth.

"I'm a Courier." Six replied ignoring the small amount of sparks coming from between the two blades.

The boy actually tilted his head at the answer. "Your a mail man?"

Six sent the kid off balance by quickly stepping to the side and letting him fall forwards as he rammed his knee into the boys stomach and with his free hand grabbed a .45 auto pistol from a holster under his left armpit in his coat and pulled the trigger in the direction of the man with a computer who had by now draw a hand gun of his own and was about to fire. Three round struck the man in the chest before he let go of the trigger and turned around and parried another swing from the boy. "I'm not a mail man." Six said calmly.

Reholstering his pistol Six reached down into his boot and pulled out a second combat knife and readied it. "Your skilled kid, to skilled to go and kill yourself here. I've got years more experience than you and am willing to fight dirty in ways you've never even dreamed of." Six spoke evenly with enough malice in his voice to kill a man.

The boy visibly flinched at his words but quickly recomposed himself and prepared for another attack. "Don't push me boy." This time Six's voice held venom which sent a chill down the boys spine. "I have nothing against you or your group but if I let you do what you want on this train it will cause me more trouble than I'm willing to deal with. I really don't want to kill a kid tonight but if you take this any further I won't hesitate, so I'll say it again. Don't push me."

The boy was quiet for nearly a minute before finally he lowered his blade and sheathed it all while baring his teeth in clear hate at the courier. Six nodded before relaxing slightly and backing away towards the door. "Good, now you have five minutes to get off this train before I detach this car and set off the bombs your buddy had with him that I strapped to the roof before entering."

Just as Six was about to exit the car the boy spoke again. "Wait!" The Courier turned back to the boy who had now pulled off his mask and was scowling at him. "I don't know who you are, but remember this. Adam Taurus, that's the name of the man who will kill you!"

Six chuckled. "Good luck."

Six climbed onto the roof again and moved away from the caboose and watched for several minutes, sure enough within five minutes the VTOL from before flew over and picked the boy up. As the side of the airship opened Six could have sworn he'd seen a young girl with black hair. Once the airship was out of sight in the distance Six sighed sadly. "I hate fighting kids. Well, time to clean up." He groaned as he started towards the caboose to get rid of the bodies and evidence.

Hours later

Amber yawned and stretched her arms as the morning light poured in through the window, she looked to the seat across from her to find it empty aside from the large rifle leaning against it. "Where'd he go?"

"Nowhere really." Six said causing her to jump, he stepped into their booth holding a pair of plates with eggs, bacon and several other breakfast foods. "I just went to the dining car and got us some food." Six smiled handing a plate to the surprised huntress.

"Oh, well, thank you." She took the plate and started on a piece of bacon. "So how did you sleep? You said you didn't have trains where you come from so did you get any rest?"

Six smiled again. "Yeah, I managed to catch a few winks." His smiled turned into a grin quickly. "I know you slept well if all that drooling was anything to go by."

Amber's face quickly turned red before she kicked him in the leg for his comment. "Oh shut up! I swear I don't even know why I try and be nice to you."

Six could help but laugh for several minutes at her anger. "So where are we headed? You never told me."

"We've gotten reports that a settlement outside of Mistral has gone completely dark very suddenly. You and I are going to investigate." She explained as she dug into her food.

Six nodded. "Sounds like fun." He smile before lighting up a cigarette.

And thats all for today, also before people get on my ass about him beating Adam so easily, remember that this is three years before the Adam we know and that Six is far more experienced than him. Add that with the fact that all his abilities are now aura enhanced and that he's got his semblance going for him, that I'm not going to reveal just yet but it is there even those even he doesn't know it yet, and you've got a conceivable win for Six. Also don't think this will be the last time Six runs into Adam, I plan on having him strongly affect Adam's life one way or another. Tell me what you all think in the reviews. Until next time.