"L.. leo.. You up yet?" I opened up my eyes slowly. I was in a room, the lights were dim. There was a man, he had gray hair and glasses. A coffee mug in one hand and a cane in the other. He was standing there. Standing over me. I watched him take a sip of his coffee. "Curious. Leo do you remember who I am?" It struck me, the guy who visited me years ago.

"Ozpin." That's all I could say to him. It struck me, I wasn't at home. It wasn't my parent's that were here for me. Instead it was a stranger. A man I met only once. A man my parents knew.

"Ah I see you do remember." He had a smile on his face, it was strained yet could still pass as real, it was the look in his eyes that got to me. He seemed like he was holding back negative emotions.

"Yea." I sat up on the bed. "So where am I, how did I end up here?"

"I believe you should rest up some more Leo, your answers won't go anywhere." His smile faltered for a moment.

"What about my mom and dad?" I won't let this one go unanswered. "Please… please tell me."

His smile went away, there wasn't any emotion on his face anymore. "There was a funeral service held for them two days ago."

A funeral.. A funeral? Two days ago? I could feel my body start to tremble as a powerful emotion hit me. Sadness. A funeral for my parents? "Why?.. Why does there have to be a funeral? They were strong.. They ca..." I was cut off by Ozpin.

"You're precisely right, were strong. They were some of the strongest Huntsmen alive. In everyone's hearts and mind they'll be remembered as heroes. Heroes that were loved and feared by many. Those that knew them will weep and cry. Those that were friends will be even worse off, if it wasn't for how they knew them." Ozpin paused for a moment to take a sip of his coffee. "Your parents were strict, they wouldn't allow us a moment to cry if they could help it, they'd rather us remember the good times we had with them. Yet you were something that nobody thought existed except for a select few. You who knew them only as mom and dad, this will surely hurt the most. You saw them in a different light, not as heroes or huntsman, but as the invincible mom and dad who would always be there am I right?" I just nodded my head. "You have lost far more than anyone else has with their passing. That's why I'm sure they'd allow you and only you to grieve for them, but only for a day. They wouldn't want their legacy wasting more than a day being sad, they'd want their legacy shining brighter than they could."

"Ozpin.. What are Huntsmen?" I asked him as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"They are those who stand between humanity and Grimm. The protectors of us all. When all the light in the world slowly dwindles away they will be the ones fighting till the end to protect that light and make it brighter and cherish it."

"Is it because my parents were huntsmen that we were attacked?"

"I'm afraid so."

I gripped the bed sheets. "And I'm their legacy?"

"Yes, they would message me about your progress how they felt that one day you would surpass them both. They hoped in their hearts that you could be the light they brought into the world, their light."

I took a deep breath to calm down. "I lost them both because they were huntsmen and yet they want me to take over?" Ozpin sighed and nodded. "I'll do it, but I'll make this clear. I hate huntsmen."

"I figured as such would happen. Well allow me to answer your previous questions. You Leo are at Beacon Academy. The school for only the best huntsmen and huntresses attend. I brought you here for a multitude of reasons. The main one being I promised those two that I'd step in if the need ever arises. I also want you to attend this school." I sighed and looked down. Well mom and dad, I'll follow your dreams, but I won't say I like it all too much.

"Alright I'll attend. When do I start?"

"Whenever you look old enough. We can't simply allow a nine year old to attend this school." Ozpin then went to take a sip of coffee but stopped and sighed. "Ah I guess I'm out of coffee."

"Wh.. you?... I… why as.. Why as then?" I felt my jaw drop after saying that.

"Because in the meantime you'll be trained under Qrow and myself until we see you fit of Beacon's standards."

"So testing my skills for the next few years?"

"Indeed. In fact I would like to ask you to follow me after you get dressed of course."

"Dressed?" I looked down and saw that I wasn't wearing a shirt. "Oh? Wait?! Where was that white beowolf?"

"Ah that? We brought it back to beacon with us. We never touched it ourselves though. We were waiting for you to decide what to do."

"Good. Can you take it to wherever my room is? I'll want it for later."

Ozpin smiled at me. "Of course. I'll have it brought back here after we attend other business." He got up and walked to the door opening it. "So please get dressed and meet me in the hall." He closed the door on his way out.

"Just what did I get myself stuck in? Well here we go. Watch over me mom and dad, I'll make your dream come true somehow." I got out of bed and stretched my body. "Ahhh feels so good." I looked towards the side to see my clothes I was wearing before neatly folded on top of a drawer. "Alright at least I can have my weapon and clothes I made with them back." I smiled and got my clothes on. It felt great having them on. It makes me feel like they are right with me. I pulled the hood over my head and grabbed my weapon then fastened it on. "Well let's go get this done."

I opened the door to be greeted by Ozpin. "Well let's go."

"Let's indeed." He turned around and lead me through a confusing maze of halls until we finally arrived at a door. "Well let's head in."

I walked up to the door and opened it up then walked inside. In front of me was a small stage with walls built all around and shielding to protect the seat behind, and on the stage itself was one man. He was an older looking one with gray hair. He was wearing a gray outfit with a red cape. Under his cape is a big sword, but I could tell it had a few tricks to it from the segments.

"Alright Leo, you will be fighting a personal friend of mine. Qrow. This is a sparring match to test your abilities."

I nodded and walked towards the stage and stopped as soon as I stepped on. "Nice to meet you." I said.

"Our first encounter would have me think otherwise kid." Qrow replied. He shrugged his shoulders and pulled out his weapon.

I tilted my head and sighed. His defensive posture was terrible compared to mom. He was full of openings. That's when he burped and a certain smell filled the air. "Wait, are you even sober?"

"Never really have been. Now come on." He smirked.

I was on on the ground looking up at Qrow, his blade at my throat. "Fine fine I lose." Tch. He pulled his blade away and offered his hand out. Taking a hold of his hand he helped me up. "Thanks."

"No problem kid." Qrow turned and faced Ozpin. "See what did I tell you? It was because he surprised me."

Ozpin walked onto the stage. "Perhap. Qrow I'll see to his training, I want you to return to your previous task."

"Aye aye." Qrow walked out towards the exit but paused for a second. "Oh and don't be to hard on him, like to see the kid alive next time." With that he left.

Ozpin sighed and took a sip out of his mug. "Leo, you have a very.. Unorthodox weapon. They way it transition is flawed. I want you to make another weapon, the only weapon that is for you and you alone."

I looked at him, my jaw dropping slightly. "You can't just expect me to be able to make another weapon on my own!"

He smiled. "I can and I will. All needed supplies will be delivered to your room, along with blueprints for whatever you need."

"I don't get any say?"

"Nope, be sure to contact me for help if needed or when you finish." Ozpin turned around and left the room. I just stared at the exit for a moment.

"A new weapon." I mumbled. "I've done well with this one."

"The blueprints are useless fuuuuck." I was laying on my bed looking at blueprints on a sniper. I crumbled up the paper and tossed it in the garbage. I sat up on my bed and grabbed my old weapon. "Well we've had a fun time together. I swear it's not you. It's not me either I promise. Wait why am I having this conversation with a weapon?" With a sigh, I sat there.

I finally had an idea.

"Ozpin open up!" I went to knock on the door, just to hit air.

The door opened up and Ozpin was in his seat. "Hello Leo. I believe you made some improvements on your weapon by now?"

I pulled out a jet black sword made from my arm brace, I swung out the blade and subtly moved my wrist around. The blade looked like it took on a will of it's own as it segmented, a thin line of aura connecting each piece. "Better?"

"Much better, have you thought of a name for it?"

"Umbram Mortis."

"How.. Poetic."

"I know, so when does training start?"

Ozpin stood up from his seat, his cane in hand. "Right now."

Six Years Later

I laid there, gasping for air, drenched in sweat. I laid in this familiar hallway that felt more like a room then the room I was assigned. I heard footsteps approaching me. "What is it Ozpin?"

"Leo, you have made great strides over these few years. You've even managed to master your semblance, as peculiar as it is." He stood over me, with a smug grin on his face.

"Yea, it's definitely different but I can't complain." I smiled back at him.

"I have a favor to ask you though." His face turned serious.

"Don't ask, just give me the order and I'll do it."

He held out a Grimm mask. "I order you to become this school's guardian. As a 'Faunus' to become known as Cerberus."