Hey guys!... Sorry, I accidentally put this in chapter 2...

Thanks to the Guest and Just a passerby for the tips on the story!...

Naughtbeast

Chapter 3:

It took 2 hours to get to what was the first signs of human life. An almost ancient-looking ruin sat in the middle of a massive clearing in the forest with a scar of treeless forest stretching off for quite a while. They sat there for a while eating lunch provided by Demon which was little more than a nutrient satchel and hot water. They encountered a few more of the wolf-things, but they were quickly dispatched by Demon with ease. After another hour they came to a giant vertical cliff that rose a couple hundred feet off the ground.

"It's a good thing we don't have to go up that thing!" Joked the IMC grunt.

"Ha… funny… see you at the top…" said Demon as he sprinted full speed at the wall. A moment before he reached it he pulled out his knife and activated his stim. He launched himself full-bore at the cliff and flared his jump-kit. He rocketed up the cliff surface, legs propelling himself up as the jump-kit assisted him. Every time the jump-kit needed its short recharge, he would stick his knife into the wall for a second to pull himself up with his arms. After about 20 seconds he was at the top, looking back down at the three figures at the bottom of the cliff.

"Show off" muttered Kira as Demon began lowering a long rope down to the bottom of the cliff.

As it reached the bottom the spectre strode over and connected an ascender to it, clipped it to its chest and held out its arms to grab the grunts. They reluctantly went into the embrace of the spectre and they slowly rose to the top of the cliff before disconnecting and climbing over the lip. As the four turned to renew their trek north they were stopped by a bizarre sight. Just coming out of the tree-line were four girls, three looking a bit over 17 while one looked about 15, wearing strange garb coloured red, white, black and yellow. The red one was wearing a red cape, had black hair, silver eyes, a red dress, knee-high combat boots with black accents and a strange device locked just behind her waist. The one in white had long, flowing white hair with a white dress to match, an ancient weapon hanging off her waist. The one garbed in black wore an outfit that resembled a tailcoat that the aristocrats back on Earth would wear, a strange sheath lay diagonally across her back, a long, flowing ribbon coming off the hilt. And finally the one in yellow had the longest hair he had ever seen on a person. Long, messy blonde locks were accented by a yellow and black uniform that didn't really cover anything at all. Two bright yellow bracelets were covering her arm.

"OHMYGODYOUGUYSLOOKSOCOOL!AREYOUFROMATLAS!YOULOOKLIKECOOLSPACEPIRATES!' blurted the red one in a speal of garbled words.

The girl in white elbowed her and caused the red one to blush a bit. The white-garbed girls stepped forward and addressed the four.

"What my friend here is trying to say is that you don't look like you're from around here. And why the strange get-up? Are you military? Or huntsmen and huntresses perhaps?"

"Huntsmen... Huntresses? No… we don't kill animals and we aren't from around here either… could you point us to the nearest town perhaps?" offered Demon as he stood in front of the other three, his LMG resting diagonally in front of his chest.

"Yea we can take you to Vale… but you're telling me you haven't heard of huntsmen?"

"You mean the people who kill to feed people? Yes… why?"

This time, the red one stepped forwards again.

"No silly… Huntsmen… as in the ones that are all totally awesome and go around killing Grimm… those ones" she said as she performed mock karate moves as she spoke.

"Grimm?... I'm not familiar with the terminology"

All their jaws dropped at the comment, looking like he had just tried to explain the theory of everything in 3 seconds. Before they could comment again his right hand left the grip of the LMG and pulled out his wingman pistol. He aimed it right at the head of the red girl and pulled the trigger.

With a scream the girl ducked to the left, narrowly avoiding the bullet, a look of severe shock strewn on her face. The black-clad girl drew what looked to be a katana and she also held the sheath like a make-shift cleaver. The white girl drew her rapier with a revolving chamber near the hilt and aimed it straight at Demon. The yellow one's gauntlets seemed to extend and cover her forearm accompanied by the sound of a shotgun round chambering.

"WHAT THE HELL!" the yellow one screamed as she assumed a brawler stance.

Without even replying he simply gestured to where he had shot. They turned just in time to see a wolf-thing with a large hole in the centre of its head just behind where the red girl was standing. As it dropped to the ground and began disintegrating the four girls turned to Demon with scowls on their faces.

"Well, a thank you would've been nice…"

"YOU SHOT AT MY SISTER!"

"You two are sisters?"

'YES!"

"Well then… that's nice… so are we going to the town or not?"

They began sheathing their weapons again, the red one's face resuming back to her normal self and their postures seemed to be less hostile.

"We'll take them… but not you, though"

"Really… you take everyone but the dude that saved your sister… just wow… well, I guess I'll see you there" He casually strode over and sat on the edge of the cliff, staring off into the distance.

"Ahh… hello? Are you serious"

"Yes… and if you were you would be leaving right now… or are you reconsidering?"

"What?... no… ok then… you three follow me… and you have fun getting to Vale without a bullhead."

"Oh I will"

Three of them looked at him with eyes that could have burnt a hole through him if looks could kill, while the red one smiled with an "OK!" and ran and began pulling the two girls and the spectre off towards where they were in the tree line.

After a minute he no longer felt any prying eyes watching him. He smiled to himself and looked around to check… no one… good. He waited and heard the sound of a dropship lifting up and flying off. After a couple more moments he called the dropship to his location, waited a bit more, and the craft was now sitting waiting in front of him, hovering just a bit over the cliff edge, side door open ready to engorge its cargo. He jumped in and walked to the front of the craft, sitting down in the cockpit at the controls. He initiated the tracking system for Sid, relayed it to the craft and a couple of seconds later he was jetting off just above the tree line, following their dropship. He stayed a fair while back, just enough so that they were still on his radar but they couldn't see him. As he activated his HUD's zoom function he saw the craft they were travelling. It was a very stocky dropship, coloured grey, and was similar to a plane in design except for the two-pronged thrusters on the sides. He stayed tracking it for a while until he intercepted a transition they were receiving.

"Hi Ozpin!" Came the spritely voice of the one in red."

"Hello Ruby… I have been informed that you met a couple of people in the Emerald Forest… would you care to take them back to Beacon so that I can have a chat with them? I'll be waiting for them at the landing pads."

"Sure thing Sir!"

Great… hmmm… what was this Beacon he spoke of? He checked the frequencies and cross-referenced the conversations, finding that most of the references were talking about how it was a school that trained people to fight the 'Grimm'. So that's what that's what those black wolf-things were. He noticed a course change in the dropship and altered his to match. He hacked into the dropships maps and downloaded them to the screen on his arm. After consulting with the logs and maps he found they were most likely going to be heading to a massive floating sky fortress thing near a massive city… well… he would get there first. He gunned the engine and the dropship flew much faster, passing the other with great ease. As he looked on the flight cogitator he saw he still had about 7 minutes until he reached the establishment that he was now aiming for. As he pondered he thought it would be a good idea to at least try to learn a bit about this world's culture, so without a second thought, he hacked into the local archives and pulled up the basic info on this world. 6 minutes later he could see the great floating mini-city known as Beacon. He read up on the 'Grimm', learning that there was, in fact, more than just the wolf-things, known as beowolves to them. He learnt about the four kingdoms of Mistral, Vacuo, Atlas and finally Vale. He read up on 'Huntsmen and Huntresses', as they were called, and found that they were people who were trained to fight these monsters, as well as having 'Aura' and 'Semblances'? He would have to ask about that later. As well as a bunch of useless information on 'Faunus'? Another thing he would have to ask about.

He looked up to see the floating fortress begin to take up most of his vision. He slowed the dropship down a bit and began to spin up the minigun and armed the rocket pods, just in case they were IMC. He crested the top of the floating island and flew to what looked to be landing pads. As he scanned the area he saw only two people were even remotely close to his destination. One was a male with silver hair, a thermal mug in hand, and the other a female with a strange blue cloak and riding crop in hand. Definitely weird. Sensing no threat, Demon landed the dropship and opened the back door to greet the two on the landing pad. He walked out, Jackhammer slung over his back, his hand an inch above his pistol holster.

"Hello there…" he called.

The silver haired man walked forward and held out his hand in greeting, Demon obliging the action and shaking his hand in return.

"Hello and welcome to Beacon academy… may I ask what brought you here?"

Ahhh… so he was the formal type… I always love messing with the higher-ups. Though Demon as he smiled to himself under his helmet.

"I was just taking a stroll when I saw a giant floating city and thought to myself, I'm going to go there… so here I am" he replied rather sarcastically.

A bemused smile crossed the man's face while the female just scowled at the response. At least he appreciated the effort.

"Well then… welcome again… I am Ozpin, the headmaster of this school, and who might you be… the last time I checked you teleported somewhere in the Emerald Forest… then you disabled the cameras before we could track you…"

"Yea… sorry about that… you see I'm not from around here…"

"I've seen"

"Well… I seem to be in a bit of a pickle and it would be very helpful if I could acquire the use of a communications tower so I could contact my ship"

"Is that not yours?" he questioned, pointing towards the dropship behind him.

"No… I mean yes… it's mine but I have a bigger one that should be in orbit above Ralia right about now… so if you could get me to the nearest spaceport with a comms tower that would be nice."

"Orbit?... Spaceport?... are you telling me you are from another planet?"

Great… another ground-bound planet… just the place to be stuck on…

"Yes to put it simply… you wouldn't happen to have heard of the Militia or the IMC?"

"I'm afraid I haven't"

"Well then… sit down kiddies for History 101"

Over the next couple of minutes, he gave them a run-down version of the history between the IMC and Militia and about Earth. He told them of their technology, the towering giants, known as Titans, and about how he had ended up on the planet they called "Remnant". After he had finished his tale the man seemed to contemplate the news he had just heard.

"Hmmm… what's your name"

"Well… no-one but me knows my actual name… but you can call me Demon"

"Ok then… Demon… how old are you"

After he asked this the woman next to him widened her eyes and turned to him.

"Sir you can't be serious!... how can you believe that story! It's obviously a lie!"

"I can't dismiss it for what it is… in every story there is a grain of truth… so I ask again, how old are you?"

"18" replied Demon as he recalled how short a time he had actually been in the military.

"How would you like to have the chance to attend my school to train to become a Huntsman…"

"SCHOOL!... NOT AGAIN!... I finished when I was 14… I am not doing that again!"

"You are mistaken… this school trains warriors. We train teenagers to combat the Grimm and do so at this academy."

"So let me get this straight… after knowing literally nothing about me apart from my name and age… a fake name at that… and you offer me a place at your school… that trains warriors… and you haven't even seen me fight?"

"In short… yes… doing so will help you find a way to get back to your home planet, and it will help us learn more about your technology… and I'm sure you aren't a bad person?... are you?"

"No… but… ahhh what the heck… I'm not going to be here for long so sure… on two conditions"

"And what would they be?"

"No uniform… and the mask stays on…!" he said, pointing a finger at his helmet.

"Hmmm… ok… we will provide you with bedding, food and anything else you might need… but in exchange, you will teach us about your technology… do we have a deal young man?" he said, offering a hand to Demon.

"Deal… I didn't become the Militia's best pilot for nothing." He reached forward and shook the man's hand.

"Now this is Mrs Goodwich, your combat instructor and Dean of Students at this school…" He said while gesturing to the woman beside him "And… I'm sure I saw two other people with you?"

"Yes, there were… one is part of the Militia with me and the other is an IMC grunt who got caught up in the General's plan… oh, and you don't mind if I brought a spectre do you?"

"I'm not sure?... what exactly is a spectre?"

"Basically, a robot that can shoot things… and it has an AI installed"

"Artificial Intelligence?"

"Yes?... why?"

"We don't have anything like that here… you will have to introduce me to it…"

"It… is a he, and I will don't worry… here they come now!"

As the conversation finished the 'Bullhead', as he found out they were called, landed heavily on the landing pads next to his dropship. The four girls he had seen in the forest climbed out, three of them instantly letting a scowl cross their face, while the red one waved enthusiastically at seeing him. Kira and the IMC grunt climbed out next, followed by AI Sid in the spectre. Their group from the bullhead walked over to greet them.

"Told you I'd be here!" chimed Demon as he smiled behind his mask.

Without a word, the IMC grunt walked up and swiftly kicked him in the groin.

"That's for stealing my ship you ass!" she said as she stepped back from the attack.

"I deserved that" he whimpered as he collapsed to the ground, hands nursing his pained groin. He looked up to see the only Kira, Ozpin and Ruby had looks of concern on their faces, while the rest just laughed. Ozpin took his hand and helped him up.

"Well team… this is Ozpin, the headmaster of a school that trains teenagers to fight monsters…" spoke up Demon as he pointed to the headmaster. "This is Kira, the Militia grunt who somehow managed to get her hands on a Kraber, Sid, my AI in a robot, and finally… sorry, I never actually got your name…"

The IMC grunt turned to the headmaster while holding out her hand "Hi, I'm Rosaline… nice to meet you…"

The professor shook her hand before addressing both Rosaline and Kira. "So Demon here informs me that you two are combat efficient… how would you like the chance to join my combat academy…"

They both contemplated for a moment before nodding their heads.

"And I assume the robot will follow you?"

Sid, inside the spectre, turned his head at Ozpin.

"I am not a robot Sir, I am an Artificial Intelligence made for the use of urban pacification missions, a robot can only perform a simple task… I, however, am essentially a human with dimmed emotions inside a mechanical body"

Ozpin was put back a bit by his response.

"Remarkable… it's like talking to a real person"

"Are my vocal transmitters not in working order?... as I stated before… I am just a body and a few personality flaws away from being human"

"Sorry… on this planet the closest thing we have to artificial intelligence is the Atlesian military combat droids."

"Understood… it took the populace of Earth a while to fully understand the complexity of AI"

This time, the white girl from before stepped forward and spoke in a very annoying and obnoxious voice.

"How did you get an Atlas military drone! And what is Earth? You must be mad to make up place names!"

Ozpin was about to step in and say something but Demon held him back with a hand.

"Listen here princess… I paid more money than you have made in a lifetime paying for that AI and it is not a 'droid' as you keep saying it is… it is an E9CA model spectre… top of the line military combat apparatus… and Earth is a little place that I highly doubt you're ever going to see because of your technological inferiority…"

The girl seemed a bit taken back by this and her face went red in anger…

"DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO I AM!"

"No… and to be honest… I don't care…"

She continued as though he hadn't even spoken…

"I am Weiss Schnee, the heiress to the biggest dust production company on Remnant, so you might want to re-think your attitude when you talk to me in that manner."

"OH… I'm SOOOOOO sorry!" He mocked, while feigning a bow. She only turned redder and the red one had to hold her back before she could slap him. He turned back to the professor.

"So… when do we start?"

"If you would be so kind as to follow Mrs Goodwich, then she will escort you to your room."

As they left Kira walked over to the four girls a quick address…

"Look… work of advice… don't mess with Demon"

"Why? He's a complete jerk!" spat back Weiss.

"Well then… answer me this… how many people in this city?"

"How does that…"

"Look just answer the question."

"650,000"

"Ok… well… divide that by 100 and you'll get near the amount of people he has killed."

"WHAT!... HE'S A MURDERER! HE SHOULD BE IN JAIL! THE ANIMAL!" as she said that she received a curt elbow in the side by the one in black who had narrowed her eyes in disgust, Weiss only mouthing 'sorry' before turning back to Kira.

"Bottom line… you don't want to be on the receiving end of his anger."

The four could only stare in horror as Kira walked off to join the others… did Ozpin know about this? Did he care? Would they have to keep their weapons with them while they slept?... they could only think as the four newcomers walked off.