RWBY : New Beginning
Deaths-Head : Disclaimer time... I don't own RWBY or the characters, locations, etc... they are all owned by RoosterTeeth. Only things I own are my OC's.
I'll also address reviews from now on...
Luke Deadman - Wait no longer... next chapter will be starting from the beginning of the series, so you can expect to see more of the cast appear.
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Chapter Four :
(Two days before Initiation)
Trey Greigh watched his daughter finish working on her weapon and was torn between pride and fear. Since the death of his beloved at the hands of Grimm, he retired from being a Huntsman and focused on raising his children. Lyana... she was too much like her mother, indeed she looked like a younger version of Gwendolyn and he feared that she too might suffer the same fate.
Turning he saw his son, Reven, reading a book. His weapon already made and functional, resting in it's holster on the table next to him, within reach if needed. It had been six weeks ago that Trey finally relented and let his children apply to Beacon. With a recommendation from one of their old instructors back at Patch, one Taiyang Xiao Long, the chance of their admission was good. He heard a curse and looked back at Lyana, who wore a look of frustration as she stared at her weapons.
Laying on the table were two, double barreled handguns, along with a three foot long blade broken into segments. Each segment was linked to the other by some sort of mono filament cable. Lyana rested both elbows on the bench, rubbing her temples and cursing under her breath. She knew that assembling her own weapon would help forge a link between them, setting it to work how she envisioned... that was the issue.
Lyana looked back over her designs she drew out for her weapon. Like most weapons, there was a dual function for it. It's default form, were of two twin barrelled handguns. When both weapons are place together, the tops of both resting against it's counterpart, the handles could slide down forming a handle. Between the four barrels, the blade was to slide out into a three foot blade. With a press of a button on the handle, the blade was to break into segments, linked by the mono filament and used as a whip.
At least... that was the original idea.
With a curse, Lyana leaned forward and banged her head on the table in frustration. Trey walked over, putting his hand on her shoulder as he looked over her designs.
"I remember when I was working on Bane. I had trouble myself assembling it."
Without raising her head, Lyana responded.
"Yeah... but Reven had no problems with assembling his..."
Her brother's response was a dry chuckle as he continued to read. Trey sighed to himself, knowing that his children have a habit of constantly trading insults until a fight ensues. He was about to say something, when his scroll beeped.
"Lyana... maybe a break would help clear your head to focus on the assembly. Reven... be nice to your sister."
Reven looked over the top of his book, his dark magenta eyes narrowed.
"I'm always nice to her..." he glanced at her and spoke in a language known only to his twin "Sessuo, nu'll tarnas tu del ar tu noret." **1
Lyana slowly raised her head from the tabletop, sighing.
"Nu tezn noretija kia fasona sis by ja've. Kaienas which kash. Nun. Ir nenx by kaiefas kitur brolin." **2
Standing up from the lounge he was resting on, Reven walked past their father and took a seat next to his sister, looking over the blueprint. Trey smiled as he watched his children working together, even talking in their own secret language. He turned and walked towards the door, calling out as he was leaving.
"I'll be back in an hour or so. Behave, both of you."
He chuckled as he heard Lyana gasp and Reven's cry of triumph, followed by the snikt snikt of his daughter's weapon, working how she envisioned. As he left the house, he looked up at the sky, the setting sun casting shadows over the other houses nearby. He stepped off and walked down the street, unaware of a shadow in the alley across from his house, stepping out and following him
Three hours later
Lyana was grinning to herself as she listened to her friend via her scroll, talk about all the things she was doing at Beacon. Being friends with a second year student at a prestigious school such as Beacon.
"So what did she do? No way! She actually bought that outfit?"
Reven glanced over at his sister, as she talked to her friend, a soft growl escaping his lips. Whenever Lyana was talking to her friends, all sense went out the window. He honestly didn't know how his sister's mind works out of training. That's one thing which probably all men could agree with - Never understanding how a woman's mind works.
Cracking his neck, he was about to go to his room when his scroll rang. Glancing at the id, he grabbed and activated it, his tone controlled.
"Dad. What's wrong?"
On the other end of the line, Trey's voice was strained.
"You and your sister... both of you are still at home, right?"
Reven looked at his sister, who had glanced at him her face mirroring his, as she hurriedly told her friend goodbye and disconnected her call.
"We're both here. What's wrong?"
Their father's voice sounded relieved as he spoke, still with a urgent undertone.
"Good, get your gear and head to the airdock now. I know you don't have to be there til eight tomorrow morning, but still..."
While listening, Reven had already grasped his weapon, disassembling it into two halves and placing them on the holsters on either thigh. Lyana grabbed her weapons and holstered them. Both twins headed over to the door, their bags resting there for a early start in the morning.
"Understood father, we'll head there now." Reven grabbed his longcoat with one hand "Can you tell me..."
There was the sound of a explosion and a curse from their father over the scroll... then the call was disconnected. Reven dialed his father's number again, only to get a no connection message appear. As he put his longcoat on, his sister was wearing a similar coat. Both had a look of concern on their faces.
"Rev..."
With a grunt, Reven placed the strap of one of his bags over his right shoulder, grabbing the handles of his other bag with his left hand. Standing at the open door, already holding her bags, Lyana looked at her brother.
"Will father be..."
Her brother stepped past her, a grim look on his face. Taking a few steps, he looked back over his shoulder at her.
"He will be... He'll put up a fight."
With that said, Reven turned and walked to the street, stopping to look back at his sister. Sighing, the redhead pressed a button on the wall, shutting off all the power to the house. When she closed the door, it automatically locked when she let go of the handle. Pulling the hood of her jacket up over her head, Lyana walked up to her brother, both siblings sharing a look.
"Brolin... Tevas valia buti sveln...Uzsit't tym?" **3
Reven's response was short and to the point, as he drew his own hood over his head.
"Tym kash zo kojafonas." **4
Elsewhere
A bear faunus was sent through a window, the White Fang mask clattering on the ground as the man who struck him, glared at the other White Fang members surrounding him. With a chuckle to his voice, a orange haired man, wearing a bowler hat, white coat and leaning on a cane watched on with amusement dancing in his emerald green eyes.
"I must say, I'm very impressed old friend, very impressed indeed. I would've thought after having to care for two rugrats, that your skills would've diminished over the years." he paused as he took a long drag on his cigar "Hmm... but then again, they've become quite promising haven't they. Especially that... lovely daughter of yours."
With a cry of rage escaping his lips, Trey Greigh grasped Bane and spun the long handled great axe in a savage arc, the force picking up the White Fang members and scattered them about the warehouse. Lips curled in a snarl, he glared angrily at the criminal.
"ROMAN! You will not touch my children!"
Roman Torchwick, criminal extraordinaire, bowed and dipped his hat in acknowledgment of the outcry.
"Well, well... seems as if I hit a sensitive spot. But then, you were also doting on those with... lower mental capabilities." a slight grin appeared on his face "Like... oh I don't know... your dead wife for starters..."
Before Roman could finish, Trey had launched himself at the criminal, weapon bearing down to strike him. However, the Hunter was struck from behind, the blow sending him crashing onto the metal stairs in front of the criminal. Bane was sent off somewhere into the darkness of the warehouse. Smirking, Roman walked forward and delivered a vicious kick to the side of the Hunter's head, causing Trey to fall back down the stairs and land in a heap on the floor.
Wincing with each blow Trey made on the stairs, Roman chuckled.
"Well, looks like you've had a bad trip, eh old friend? Alas, I'd like to stay and watch what's going to happen, but my dance card for the evening is already full. But don't worry..." With a flourishing bow, Roman smirked "I have arranged for another face from the past, to keep you company."
A group of assorted faunus, all in White Fang regalia, stepped towards Trey, each brandishing assorted weapons. A Deer faunus and a Fox faunus, grabbed the Hunter by either arm and hoisted him to his feet. A small woman stepped forward, clad in a white, grey and pink outfit, she smirked as she tilted her head to the side, the pink and dark brown hair contrasting with each other. With a motion of her hand, the faunus dragged Trey over to a concrete pillar, where a Dog faunus chained the Hunter against it.
Roman turned and walked towards a nearby truck, other men were near clothed in black and red. As they left, the woman wore a sadistic smile as she grasped the handle of her umbrella, slowly drawing the blade forth. The sound of the metal being drawn, caused Trey to raise his head and look at her.
His eyes widened as he stared at her.
"It... can't be... Not you..."
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Deaths-Head : Apologies for the late upload. Had computer troubles and then with THAT silly time of year, lost track of things. Anyway I decided to show at least one of the twins making their weapon. Two double barreled handguns which can form a sword, which can become a chain whip (think like Kai from Samurai Warriors or Ivy from Soul Calibur). The other twin's weapon will be revealed either in the next chapter, or the one after. Also, guesses are allowed as to the identity of the second year student Lyana is talking to.
Reven and Lyana, as twins, have their own secret language... which I've based off of a fictional language (a internet cookie to anyone who can successfully guess which fictional language I'm using). Here's the English translation of their talks...
**1 - Sister, I'll help you out if you want...
**2 - I just wanted to make this by myself... something which is... me... and not by someone else brother
**3 - Brother... father will be fine... won't he?
**4 - He is a Hunter
I hope to get the next chapter done in the next week or so... hoping to have it out by the end of the month. Any reviews or constructive criticisms are more than welcome.