A/N: so wonderful thing, I've been getting feedback about this story! And it's helped me realize that while I showed a good portion of their personalities, their physical appearance….not so much. So special thanks to lioncousin for pointing that out, and by the time this is out I'll have updated the other three chapters with more details on how the characters look, while also cleaning up other mistakes I find. And also I'm sorry about the amount of time It took to get this out to you guys, ive been busy with school and my new job, which has deadlines I need to meet, but I wanted to get this out because I love you guys. So all you guys need to do is read and review, it keeps me motivated to keep getting these chapters out to you guys

(And no I still don't own RWBY)

It was a quiet day. Even when a forest is home to the creatures of Grimm it can be quiet as they go about their business, such is the case of a Beowolf. Normally pack hunters, this one surprisingly was off on its own as it was looking for a meal. It wandered into a small clearing, its nose turned up in the air as it detected an unfamiliar scent around it, and turning around to the direction it was strongest, but was only met with a loud bang as it fell to the ground dead, with a pair of bullet holes that had pierced through the bone like armor on its head

"Well it looks like the piercing round worked well" a voice said as a young man could be seen jumping from a tree, in the very same direction that the Beowolf looked in before it was shot. His outfit was simple; it consisted of blue jeans which had a large pocket on his right thigh, and red and black sneakers, and on his upper body he wore a grey sweater that hugged his body, it was only zipped up halfway, so the dark red shirt he wore was clearly visible. On his left hand was a thin black glove, and while one was missing from his right hand, in it he had a gun, but it wasn't an ordinary gun, it was a revolver with two barrels, one on top of the other. It was black in color, and ornate, as it was decorated with designs on the barrel. Another interesting fact about this young man and his appearance was that he had an odd, silver object on his left hip, it had a hole on the top, and five pointed protrusions on the bottom.

"Well this sucks" he said as he started scratching his head with the gun, his brown hair had started blowing in the slight breeze, which was long enough to reach the nape of his neck in the back, while the rest was short and barely reached the top of his ears and some hung down on his forehead

"Great, the one Beowolf to stray and its armor covered so much skinning wouldn't yield many results" he said to himself as he looked at the sky, he saw it would be about an hour or two before the sun would set so he had some time to get something that would make a sizeable profit

"Might as well go see what I have so far" he said as he holstered his gun in the pocket on his thigh and started to walk through the forest until he found a hollowed out tree. He reached in and pulled out a bag, opening it he began to count what he had accumulated that day

"15 Beowolf fangs, 6 Ursa claws and pelt, 2 Boarbatusk tusks, 3 feathers from a baby Nevermore, and 3 large bone fragments from various Grimm." He let out a sigh as he finished "guess I may as well head back and sell this stuff before it gets dark" and with that he slung the bag over his shoulder and began to walk back to town, accompanied by nothing but his thoughts

"I hope the guy is feeling generous when he buys this stuff, who knows when I'm going to be able to make another payment" he thought to himself "maybe I can do the same thing when I'm at beacon" he continued, but his train of thought was broken when he heard sounds coming from the bushes around him, and he quickly dropped the bag and pulled out his gun, aiming at where he heard the sound. His arm relaxed when he saw nothing, but not completely as he didn't put it away, he waited as he heard another sound, this time from behind him, and he turned around and fired three times in that direction, he emptied the chamber and reloaded at the confirmation he wasn't alone as he heard another sound from another direction, but still couldn't see anything. So he closed his eyes and waited, and everything was quiet, until he heard on more sound from behind him again, but his reaction was quicker this time, and after he fired he heard the immediate sound of pain from a Grimm

"Got ya" he said as he opened his eyes opened and he saw the creature that had been stalking him a similar trait to Grimm, it was covered in black fur, it walked on all fours and had bone like protrusions along its spine and had a long, bone-like tail. Bone-like armor was in sections along its sides, and on its bone mask were three horns, two on the top of it, and one lower. Its black and red eyes darted around the area.

"A Furcifer, well that explains why I didn't see it" he thought to himself as he watched it fade into the background, using the natural camouflage it had to its advantage, before appearing upside down on a tree branch and shot out its silver tongue at the young man, who was able to swiftly dodge before it hit him as it impacted on the ground with enough force to create a hole in it. And in response the young man had shot at it two more times before having to reload. Once again it disappeared from his sight before appearing to his left and shooting out its tongue again, this time latching onto his gun and pulled it into its mouth

"damn it" he thought "I need to get that back" and he immediately put his left hand into the object on his hip, his fingers going into each of the sharp protrusions and extending them out as it covered the rest of his gloved hand. Then it had extended to cover his forearm in the metal, the activation now complete as he moves his metal covered fingers and enters a fighting stance, ready to anticipate its next move.

He stayed still, watching it. Until he noticed it swallow something that was in its mouth….

"You have got to be kidding me!" he said out loud as realized what it swallowed, and in the middle of his rant it had shot its tongue out at him again, but before it got to him he was able to guard with his armored hand as it latched onto it and began pulling him towards itself. The young man had dug in his feet, knowing the damage this Grimm could do to him, but that gave him an idea, as he let himself be pulled in, and as he predicted it bit down on his arm as hard as it possibly could. Normally this would've been able to sever a limb from a person, but thanks to his aura and his claw-like gauntlet it did next to nothing, in fact it had ended up hurting itself, breaking teeth on the gauntlet, and it tried to get back as it was in pain, but was unable to as its opponent had held onto the base of its tongue. It had tried to thrash about but was unable to because of the hand on one of its horns, which was twisting its head to the side

"I" he began through the strain of the current struggle "want….my gun…back" he finished as he pushed his arm deeper into its throat, causing it to vomit and soon he felt the metal of his gun make contact with his metal covered hand, as he quickly put a foot on the bottom of its mouth, and used his left hand to hold the top part to keep its mouth open as he withdrew his right hand from the horn, and grabbed the vomit covered gun.

"Disgusting" he said as he activated a mechanism on the gun, causing it to transform. The barrels expanded and became one large barrel, as it became longer, now finished with its transformation into its second form, a shotgun, he fired once into its mouth. This had killed it instantly as he felt its body go slack and he pulled his hand out of its mouth, looking at his vomit covered hand and gun his face turned a sickly green color, as he dropped t and ran into the bushes behind him, where the sound of vomiting could be heard

"Oh my god" he said as in a slight pause before he began to throw up even more. It had taken him 15 whole minuets to recover from that. And another 5 to run to a nearby stream and clean himself and his gun off before it caused him to throw up again and yet another 10 to walk back to where his stuff and the dead body was. When he got back he looked it over and realized something

"Well I guess there is a silver lining" he said as he went through his bag and pulled out a hunting knife before turning and looking back at the Grimm.


It was a slow day at the towns hunting supply store, the owner was a large and hairy man, and was doing his normal routine to get ready for closing, which included dusting off the wall mounted Grimm heads, putting away bait, and locking up the sales floor weapons. This was interrupted by the bell that signal when a customer had arrived

"Hello and welcome to-"he began as he turned to the customer, before smiling at the familiar face

"Trevas, my boy! I almost thought you wouldn't be able to make it today!" The man said with a clear accent as he greeted the familiar young man with a bear hug, lifting him off of his feet

"Yes it's good to see you too Angus" the young man, now known as Trevas said as he was let down

"So what is it you have for me today? Must be something grand considering today your last day no?" he asked as he eyed the bag he kept with him

"Yeah I got a few good things, let's get to the counter and I'll show you"

"Yes yes good good" he said enthusiastically as he led Trevas to the store counter, where he began unloading the spoils from todays hunt

"these fangs, tusks and claws are in good condition," Angus said as he examined it " and the pelt is in perfect condition, and small enough feathers to write with, good find my friend!"

"Well I got one more thing for you" Trevas said as he took out something that was silver and in a roll

"Is this what I think it is!?" Angus asked

"Yup, the tongue of a furcifer" he said proudly

"This is good surprise!" he said as he began taking out lien to pay Trevas

"So how much are you going to sell that for?" he asked

"Silly child I am not going to sell this!"

"Then what are you going to do with it?"

"Eat it of course!"

"Uhhhh WHAT?" Trevas asked very surprised at what he heard

"Yes! Where I come from this is good delicacy" he told him. At upon hearing this Trevas once again turned green as he remembered what had happened in getting that tongue and soon enough he was snapped out of it when Angus had taken his hand and gave him a sack full of lien

"Whoa" he said as he opened it and looked inside "I can't accept all of this

"Of course you can! Think of it as going away present" the older man told him

"Are you sure?"

"Of course! Now run along, as I have dinner to cook"

"Thanks a lot Angus" Trevas said with a smile as he left the store "now this should be able to hold them over for a while" he said to himself as he walked the building where he needed to drop off the larger than normal sum of money, as he thought about his future at beacon.