OK final set of trailers, and then finally I can start the real story.

The teen was high in a tree, sighting a Direwolf with his bow. He wore an auburn colored uniform, with a cap covering his head as to not let the sun get in his eyes; he also had yellow eyes, and a fox tail. He breathed in and let the arrow go on the exhale; the Grimm didn't have time to flinch before it fell to the ground. It then melted down to a pool of black goo. The teen smiled, his new dust arrow recipe had worked perfectly.

He chuckled as he jumped down from his perch, happy that his new recipe was a viable one, and that it didn't explode, or melt in his hand, or… make the Grimm mutate into an abomination like that one time. He chuckled again, remembering the amount of trouble he had gotten his team in with that one. He walked on trying to return to his dorm when he heard a strange sound, a sound of an animal that was wounded, and he rushed towards it. He was well aware of the consequences of being caught in the forest after dark and without a team, but in his heart he could not let an animal suffer, unless it was a Grimm, then it was fair game.

He ran until he came across a clearing, and what he saw shocked him. A group of white fang and a group of men in white feeding a deer to an ursa, the big bear Grimm hungrily snapping its bones in its jaws. The White Fang were passing a case to the men in white, who looked eagerly inside. After the men looked inside and smiled they passed the case back, and gave the White Fang directions. The teen was just out of earshot but he heard a snap of conversation. The men in white were scientists who were looking at the Grimm as biological weapons for massive slaughter; apparently the White Fang were working for a man whose name the teen couldn't figure out. That was all he heard, but by then he had made a choice.

He pulled out a white tipped arrow and aimed it at the group. He chuckled again, wishing that he had actually brought his real gas arrows, and fired the arrow at the group. The arrow exploded into a thick white smoke, which while allowing the teen to move closer, also made it to where he couldn't see the group. He raced forward, pulling out another arrow; black and white stripped one, and fired it into the smoke. The small burst of air cleared the smoke, allowing the group to see the threat.

The White Fang pulled weapons while the scientist backed away in fear. The teen just smiled as he pulled out a white arrow with black spots, which as he fired he turned around. The arrow exploded like a flash grenade and blinded the White Fang, who after clearing their eyes; saw the stranger fire five blue fletched arrows into their chest. The group fell down in a violent arc of electricity, frying them to the point of no movement.

The teen then turned to the scientist, who had run to the cage door. They were trying to release the ursa when the teen noticed something; the ursa was getting bigger, like it was growing. The teen realized what the scientist meant by a weapon, they had improved the Grimm to be even more deadly. The teen knew he had no choice as he pulled out a red and green tipped arrow. He whispered, "I'm sorry," as he let the arrow fly, which when it hit, exploded like a mini nuke. The scientist and the Grimm where annulated in seconds.

The teen was up after the explosion, sifting through the wreckage. He came across a case that had survived the explosion; it was a medium size case that was filled with papers. He looked at them and smiled, the scientist were smart, but they never intended to be found. They had left all of their research in a single spot. The teen pulled out a red fetched arrow and plunged it into the middle of the papers setting them ablaze. He then walked away.

Introducing the Archer.

The young man was eyeing the training dummy with a cold stare, his hands steady on his weapon, his bare chest gleaming with sweat, and his finely trimmed mustache dripping with sweat. A falchion styled twin blade, a beautiful yet deadly blade in the hands of an expert. The teen observed his target, making calculations in his mind of how to deal with it. His mind settled on a single course of action, and the teen rushed forward. He quickly jumped into the air and proceeded to spin, creating a blender like effect, which chopped the dummy in two pieces.

The teen quickly turned to the dummy that had been hidden, which had just leapt to attack him. He turned around in a quick, smooth motion and sliced it in the stomach. He then waited, the dummy proceeded to suddenly rust over, and fall apart into tiny pieces. The teen turned again expecting another attack when the lights went out. The teen was puzzled by this, and quickly threw his rust colored shirt on.

He was about to leave when he heard a whirring, he spun around to see that five dummies had come out of the training room. He chuckled as he took a stance, thinking that this may have been a prank by one of his friends. All these thoughts changed when the dummies surged forward at a frightening speed, obviously not at the level the teen had out them on.

The teen was quick to react, blocking with his weapon before doing a back flip away. He saw the dummies split up, trying to flank him. He reacted by taking his two swords apart and swinging at all of the dummies, most of whom were only scratched, but that was all it took. Soon they were covered in rust, and fell to the floor dead. The teen smirked, thinking he had done quite well, when a bullet raced past his ear.

He turned to see a long range dummy firing at him with an assault rifle; he dodged before reattaching his swords and rushing out. The teen suddenly twisted, and threw his arm out with the weapon. The weapon suddenly fired darts that hit the dummy and rusted it over. The teen tried to relax when he suddenly felt a cool wind.

He dodged forward, and just in time. A fireball had just hit where he was standing, he quickly jumped to his feet, and turn to see the assailant. It was a White Fang assassin; he wore black and had a pair of war maces, and was going to use them. The teen quickly reacted by charging his opponent who swung his maces, which was easily blocked by the twin blade before being parried away.

The assassin reacted by trying a low swing at the legs which the teen dodged by jumping, he then swung and got a hit on the assassin, which bounced off harmlessly. The teen's confusion was interrupted by another hard swing, which the teen noticed seemed to be hard but sloppy. The teen reacted by slamming his fist into the mans head, which hurt the teen more than it did the assassin.

The teen knew then that he had only one option, he rushed forward and swung with all his might. The blade pierced the armor, barely scratching the skin, but that was all it took. The man suddenly felt numb, before falling down dead. The teen was breathing hard; he quickly pressed a button on his handle that made its rusty color fade. He eyed the corpse with a twist in his gut, but he moved on to find the authorities.

Introducing the Scholar

Wow that was intense, now finally I can work on the real story. The next chapter will be a prologue for the rest of the story, so don't expect any of the RWBY cast to show up. They get to be in the chapter that is after the prologue.

Special thanks to Zivon96 for reviewing this even though I don't see eye to eye on his Deadliest Warrior story (I still say the blades could beat the Grey Wardens)

Also thanks to Whilhelm Wigworthy for his review

And thanks to JesterJosh for working with me and helping me with the character designs.

Final thanks to the people who will remain unnamed for the sake of privacy for making characters for my too use, may the force be with you.