Sometimes, I have a habit of looking at myself, seeing how I look completely different from what I've looked like before. A young boy with black hair with some small orange streaks growing slowly and grey, ( NOT SILVER ) eyes. It really did remind me about where I am, and after that I ask to no one but myself: "What is my purpose in life?" This is coming from someone who has remembered the experience of growing up in two separate realities. And I never thought about that in my past life, but it's different now. Since Remnant was just a fictional reality before, but it's real now, it's very real. And then I try to answer: "To change the future of course." "But why?" I would reply, after all, what does any of this have to do with me? Before, I wanted to change the future out of spite towards Monty Oum because I thought that it would redeem myself for the death of my parents. But a part of me just believes that it for more than that. A much more selfish reason, but I can't figure it out. After that I just feel...Empty inside. Which is ironic considering there's a literal source of energy inside me, one that I have outside knowledge of. But for some reason, I haven't seen anything that could be my Semblance. Apparently every single living individual has the ability to have and use their semblance, and if you're gonna need one in order to be a huntsman or Huntress ...Maybe I could ask Yang or my aunt...But I don't know if she'll help, considering her opinion of me wanting to become a huntsman.

Gah, maybe I'm being too paranoid, I still have YEARS left to prepare for canon. Maybe I should focus less on that and more on the present.

-Vash Orange

Chapter 3: Learning and Growing...

During my time growing up, there were very few things that interested me. Playing with children's toys were not one of them. And my school courses were – for the most part – just a review of what I already knew. I did not have the same ability to go wherever I wanted, whenever it suited me anymore either. Sometimes at recess or after school, me and a couple of other kids as well as Yang, would play a bunch of games like tag and stuff. Sure it seemed silly but honestly, it was good practice as well as helping to keep my friendship with Yang, and man, was she FAST! Maybe it was just my perspective, but she was like a beast. If Yang's that fast, then I couldn't imagine how fast Ruby would be. Once, some kid made a string of her hair fall from her head, and when she noticed...That's when I saw her Semblance for the first time, it was...Amazing to say the least. But as for the kid...Uh, I-I don't want to talk about THAT okay?

I also remember that one time when I saw Yang's father, Taiyang, for the first time. It was when school ended and some of the kids were waiting for their parents to pick them up. And I observed them talking to each other, a child and their parent...

Broken bones, exposed organs, ribcages being shown, torn flesh, it was a horrifying scene.

And so I screamed as loud as my lungs could.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

Not wanting to remember those memories that should've been kept locked, I walked home, not even glancing a look at anything other than the ground. As I kept my inner thoughts to myself.

After seeing Yang use her Semblance, it made me think about my Aura. It was an entity that still fascinated me, despite how mundane it was to this world's residents. Considering that I was a huge media-ist ( or a huge nerd, depending on anyone's perspective ) I felt as though I was dealing with magic or some supernatural force, even though it was completely ordinary to everyone else.

Still, even though I knew a lot about Aura from the show, I had some questions that needed to be answered. So I came to the only adult I thought I should ask...My aunt.

And surprisingly, she wanted to help me. But not before giving me something I'd never thought I'll have at this age, a Scroll.

Scrolls – this world's closest equivalent of a cell phone – were no more readily available than terminals. They were so costly that often people just went without them. As far as I knew, the social elite, huntresses and hunters were the only ones who regularly carried them.

But here I was, holding something that any child my age would've flipped their shit about. But thankfully, I managed to appear humble while in the inside, my inner technology freak was bursting with excitement.

"So? What was it that you wanted to ask me?"

So, when I asked my question, my aunt seemed a bit hesitant before finally answering. She did say some things I already knew. Like that everyone has an Aura and that if an Aura was depleted, people would start to get injured. I also learned that each one is different; where mine can be capable of stunning others upon my touch, another's might be capable of summoning fire or lighting.

Lastly, most importantly, I learned that very few people had the ability to utilize and control their Aura.

So apparently I was special in that.

She also told me that the people who could control their Aura usually became hunters and I left it at that. My questions were drawing confused looks from her, and I didn't want to raise suspension. So after that, she started to explain about how to use a Scroll.

Well, I may not have learned anything new in school. But there was something that I learned today.

Hey guys, I'm back... Yeah Procrastination is a bitch, I know.

So yeah, I just dropped a hint on what Vash's Semblance is, and that's about it.