A/N: *Busts down club door* Guess who's back!

Congratulations to anyone that understood that quote! Anyway, this is the last of the four characters before we get into some real action! We hope you enjoy.

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Kiara's dream was horrible that night. In her dream, her dad was getting killed. She heard his screams, but she didn't see who was doing it. Crying, her mom carried her away from their home village. Running into the woods nearby, they hid for hours, waiting until the village was deserted. When they eventually came out, everything was torn apart. Buildings lay in crumbled heaps. Unmoving bodies lay on the rocky ground. And lying in the ashes… the remains of a human skull. Terrified, Kiara opened her mouth to scream-

"Kiara? Kiara!"

She blinked, and sat up in bed. "M-muum?"

"Wake up, sleepyhead, it's already eight-thirty in the morning! Your breakfast is on the table." Sarah, Kiara's mom, yelled from the kitchen.

Kiara Sapphire wasn't a fancy girl, like those that dressed up and put on makeup. She had strong blue eyes, and wavy blonde hair, with natural brown highlights, that cascaded half-way down her back.

She was twelve now. Her dad had died when she was six. She was told that he had died in a burning building in the village fire that happened all those years ago. After the people extinguished the fire, they said they couldn't find his body. That the powerful fire dust had disintegrated.

She shivered at the thought. It had taken her a while, but she had gotten used to the nightmares she was subjected to each night.

Kiara had been alone with her mother ever since. They lived in a small cottage at the edge of a small town called Aruam. It had a few more homes, a small pond, a library, and a very small food market. It wasn't exactly a bustling city. However, this was exactly what Kiara's mother was hoping for. She avoided big crowds, and, as such, Aruam was perfect. Some might call her paranoid. Kiara called her acceptably cautious. And she was especially glad that there weren't many people around to talk to.

Kiara dressed in her spaghetti strapped blue dress that came down to her knees, a silver leather jacket, black leggings, and black ankle boots. She put on a black headband and small pearl earrings that she always wore. She had gotten them from her dad before he had died. Kiara always wore them to never forget him and how much he had loved her-and how much she loved him.

After she dressed she went to the table for breakfast- her mom's slightly over-boiled egg with some milk and grapes.

After she had finished eating, she went out into the makeshift training yard behind her house.

Ever since her horrific past, Kiara couldn't think of anything else besides becoming a huntress. The fact that after her father had died, her childhood burned before her very eyes, was her drive. She wasn't going to let a single person on the face of Remnant go through what she had gone through.

Her mom had started teaching her some fighting moves and techniques that most anyone who lived in such a desolate place would know, but there was only so much that she could teach. Being a huntress was one of, if not the most dangerous professions, ever. She had to be strong, quick, agile, and exact, while having perfected the technique of wielding multiple kinds of weapons. Not to mention knowledge on how to survive every corner of Remnant, and every kind of the beast the world could throw at her.

Her mom did not approve of this life choice she had apparently made, saying Kiara would "Die the minute you set foot on a battlefield!" But she knew her mom was just worried for her.

Kiara eventually convinced her mother that she had dropped the idea, and was just learning basic self-defense, but in her heart she knew that wasn't the truth. And so she continued to train. She had to start somewhere, after all. She always started training with the basic step: right foot back, left arm front, head up high…

3 years later…

Kiara, who was now fifteen, stood in between the trees of a forest near her house, a small smile of success on her face. It was getting harder to find groups of smaller grimm without attracting the big ones in the forest. But right now, she was surrounded by some small griffons.

Griffons were a type of grimm that looked like horse-birds. They had the bodies of horses the faces and wings of a bird, and clawed tails and feet. And, like all grimm, they were black with white armor, and beastly looking.

Kiara, still determined to become a huntress and defend the innocent, had very cleverly goaded her mother into getting her a moderately expensive crafted weapon for her fourteenth birthday. SkyBurst, her silver rapier sword that could transform into a sniper rifle, was the best thing she had ever received in her life. She had been training with it for a little over a year now and, she had to say, she was much more swift and precise with a weapon in her hands.

The griffons that were circling around Kiara on the ground snapped their beaks and screeched at her, as if daring her to make the first move. She accepted their dare.

She lunged forward and sliced through the neck of one of them before it had time to react. It almost immediately vanished into a cloud of black dust. The rest of the grimm scattered out of the way.

Kiara swiftly dove into a shoulder roll and jumped up behind a fleeing griffon, cutting it clean in half. She heard a screech behind her and had just enough time to activate her aura, sending a blue light coursing over her body, before a pair of front claws smashed into her head, throwing her to the ground. Kiara grimaced in pain. Although her aura had taken the brunt of the blow, she knew she'd be feeling that one in the morning.

She had self-trained her aura with a little help from her mother. It felt good to get out and put it to use killing grimm.

Kiara jumped up and continued clearing out the griffons. There were about a dozen, but they were no match for Kiara, who thought of herself as a natural born fighter.

When all the grimm were dead, Kiara sat on a tree stump to catch her breath and straighten her dress, but kept her weapon at the ready. She was about to stand up and return home when she heard a twig snap behind her. Kiara spun around and clicked her sword into its rifle form, aiming at the noise with deadly precision.

"Woah! Hold fire!" Someone called from the shadows. A boy around her age emerged from the trees with his hands raised in a peaceful gesture. He had a gun at his side. "I come in peace." He said. A goofy grin was visible on his face. He had brown hair and pale skin. "I just saw you fighting those grimm and wanted to congratulate you. Nice form."

Kiara immediately shrank back. She didn't know very many people. Heck, she couldn't remember the last time she had had a friendly conversation with someone who wasn't her mother. So when a random stranger- one who was talking like she was his best friend no less- came out of the woods and struck up a conversation, she didn't know how to respond.

She held her rifle a little higher in front of her and tried to steady her breathing.

The boy continued. "I'm Otter. Are you one of the guys that's gonna lead us to Archer's Fort?"

Kiara looked at him, half scared, half confused. Her rifle lowered slightly. "Wh-what?" she asked, almost exasperated. She shifted with uncertainty from one foot to the other. "Who's us?"

Just then, another boy jumped through the branches, batting them out of his face. "Is this the person who's gonna bring us to the new camp?" He asked the boy called Otter.

"There you are, Tywan! Yeah, this is the girl, but she doesn't talk much," Otter replied.

Kiara's confusion broke through her shy and cautious nature. "Camp? What camp? Who are you and what do you want?"

"C'mon! Don't play dumb. We're the recruits sent to help with the raiding parties at Archer's Fort. They claim the villagers are getting smarter, but I personally think that they're getting dumber!" The boy snickered.

"Yeah.. they had to.. get rid of some more witnesses. If this keeps progressing, it'll be the village fire incident all over again." The other boy chimed in, but he seems a bit more concerned than Otter. "All those people. Just because of that one guy. What was his name again? Oh yeah, Sapphire."

Kiara's mind whirled and her brow furrowed. Sapphire? That's my last name. These guys are in some raid group. Did they start the fires in my old village?

"So.. are you gonna go ahead and take us to the fort? We don't have all day." Otter broke into her train of thought.

Kiara scowled and cocked her gun, aiming it again. "I don't know who you are or where you came from. But you better get out of here now." She seethed.

"Hey! What? What's wrong with you?" Tywan asked her, shocked at the sudden outburst.

"I said get out. Now." Kiara took careful aim and shot, her bullet landing on a tree that was three inches from Otter's head. The shot dusted bark into his hair, and he flinched.

"What the heck? C'mon, let's get out of here." The boys quickly dashed further into the woods, tripping all the way.

When they were a good distance off, Kiara lowered her gun and sighed shakily. They must have been involved with the group that killed my father,she thought. What were they doing here? I should have killed them right then and there! She kicked a rock with her foot. It bounced off a tree and skittered across the ground.

Kiara changed her gun back to its original sword form and put it in its holster on her hip. "No, 're not like them." She closed her eyes and sighed, trying to relieve herself of stress. "I'll remember them, though. Otter and Tywan? They won't die without paying the price for my father's death," Kiara promised herself. She quickly turned and headed back home, extra vigilant this time.

3 years later...

Two years later, a now eighteen-year-old, Kiara was was strolling through the woods, listening to the birds chirping and the leaves rustling in the wind. She had always liked being alone and hearing the sounds of the forest. It always calmed her down.

She was thinking of how her mother would react if she was accepted into Beacon Academy to become a huntress.

Beacon was a school in the kingdom of Vale that taught huntsmen-and-huntresses-in-training all that they needed to know to fight and protect the people around them from the monsters of grimm.

She had applied to Beacon and taken the test, much to her mother's dismay, and was now awaiting the reply. She had always dreamed about being accepted. At the school, she could fight for what was right, and protect people,all while meeting new people, making friends, and getting a chance to see the real world. And that was what she was most excited for. She had never had the chance to make many friends. But she wasn't sure whether she would step up to the challenge, or stay in the shadows and remain quiet like she always did.

Kiara stopped. All of the sudden, the woods had become quiet. Too quiet.

That was when she heard it. A sharp, clicking noise. She turned to face a couple of trees and she caught a glimpse of a shadow flash by. Sweat dripped down her forehead as the thing came out from behind the trees, about ten feet away. There were two white creatures. Wait. Her blood ran cold as she realized it was just one. A giant scorpion thing, almost twice as tall as she, had materialized. It had white armor covering its body with red swirls on it. It was a deathstalker. A grimm. Its stinger was raised high above its head, ready to strike.

The grimm was crawling closer and closer.

"Concentrate, Kiara!," she muttered to herself.

She took out SkyBurst, and held it firmly with her sweaty hands out in front of her. Her aura activated and blue light surrounded her form.

The grimm took one more step and snapped its tail to strike Kiara.

She put her right foot back and lunged as well. While dodging the stinger, her sword made contact with the un-armored part of the beast's head. It scrambled back in pain, but held its ground.

Kiara dove to the grimm's side, rolling onto her feet and striking one of the monster's many legs.

The deathstalker scuttled sideways, swinging its body around and sending her flying backwards. Kiara closed her eyes, and focused with all her might. She hoped this would work.

Instead of falling to the ground, she changed direction and flew in the air. She opened her eyes and smiled. It worked! She was flying!

About a week ago, she had finally discovered her semblance. She'd had very little time to hone her skills, but she was in fact improving-slowly but surely. She flew past the grimm and went straight upward. She could see out of corner of her eye that the grimm was not happy at all. It was stomping its feet and clicking its pincers together angrily.

Kiara figured she was about a couple hundred feet in the air. She took a deep breath, lifted her sword above her head, and dove straight down. She was speeding through the air, wind slapping at her face. As she came upon the grimm, she struck a mighty blow, straight through its spine armor.

The monster clicked its pincers one last time and disintegrated before her eyes. But, before she could celebrate, four small beowolves were creeping toward her. They had been attracted to the previous fight.

Kiara readjusted StarBurst, and clicked it into its rifle carefully aimed, and shot the two that were the closest to her. They disintegrated almost immediately.

One of the remaining grimm grunted and bared his teeth. He was about lunge for a kill when Kiara jumped and flew over it. The grimm looked up and growled, which ended up being the last thing it did, as Kiara dove and shoved her sword down its throat. Kiara reassembled her sword and shot the last grimm. They were all dead.

She fell to her knees. Her head was pounding and a wave of nausea washed over her. She had never flown that much before. She sat down and leaned against a tree. She felt dizzy, and the earth seemed to spin. Black dots appeared in her vision. She decided to sit and rest for a while.

When the fainting spell seemed to diminish, she decided it was best to go home, away from where the grimm might be. She slowly shoved herself to her feet and started the journey home.

When Kiara got home, she was ready to collapse on the couch when her mom screeched from the kitchen,"You got accepted into Beacon!"

"What?!" Instantly, her fatigue was gone, and she raced into the kitchen.

"I got a letter about thirty minutes before you came. Oh, I'm so proud, you made it in!"Her mom grabbed her into a giant bear hug.

"They accepted me?!" Kiara was truly shocked. "Like, they called me in?!" She never thought she would be good enough.

"Of course they did!" Her mother let go of her, tears falling down her face. "Y-you be safe. Don't get into any trouble. I don't know what I'd do without you!"

Kiara felt many things at that moment. Excitement and happiness, of course. After all, this was all she'd ever dreamed of. But there were other feelings also. Anxiety? Fear of the unknown? Fear of rejection?

Her mother didn't seem to notice though. "We'll have to hike into the town. It's a while away, but we'll need all your new supplies."

Kiara tried not to think about her worries. After all, her dream was coming true! And she would never break out of her shell or become anything in life if she didn't work for it. Study hard…. Talk to people, she told herself

She played with her hands nervously. She had heard there were teams at Beacon. What if no one wanted her on their team? What if she was the only one left and they made her go home?

She shook her head to clear her mind. No, she thought. Things will be fine. This is what you've wanted your whole life! She took a deep breath and smiled.

Get excited, Kiara! You're going to Beacon.

A/N: Hi guys! This is Jay. Unfortunetly Mau couldn't be here to write an A/N for her chapter but she wants me to let you know that she had a LOT of fun writing Kiara and hopes you enjoy. 'Till next time!