The Dreaming of Wolves, and The Beginnings of Hunters
Mazon48: Part of this episode will be a history filler, not completely necessary, but hopefully it will include some interesting lore. Enjoy.
P.S. Other part of this episode will be story-orientated like (hopefully, if my friend hasn't messed up) the last chapter.
P.S.S. Disclaimers. RWBY does not belong to me, or else the Grimm would be a LOT more badass.
Man rose from dust, beast as well as man, darkness within light, self-destroying. None could live safe lives, and Bezerkers plundered the land for blood. Dragons, large as kingdoms, wingspans of continents, reigned supreme. Two brothers, a stone of darkness, its purest form, its heart, made to bring balance. Evil protects humanity from itself. One brother casts off into darkness and oblivion, another into the brightness of fledgling humanity. All for the balance. Such sacrifice.
Light. Rebuilding. Four kingdoms. Greatness springs from the blackness, and light into the shadows was put. Dragons come, and all quail. Rising from the dust again, dragon-slayers. Hunters. A man picks up his blade, looking up at the impossible creature above him. Raising his blade, he gives an indomitable battle cry. The strength of men is in courage. Dragon-Fire comes to consume him, but five hundred more come to take his place. They begin their climb to destiny. Many of them die, but one survives. He runs up the Dragon's back, ready to take on this destroyer of Humanity. He stabs through the Dragon's eye, climbing through, swimming through rivers of blood, fighting the beasts of the Dragon's magic that live inside. The hero reaches the heart. Nothing ever lasts forever. The Dragon tumbles down onto the ground. From the bones of Dragons comes Dust, strength of Humanity. Five kingdoms. Miracles of ancient wonder. Icarus, Sky-Thunder, indomitable fortress, home to thousands. Weapons of mysticism, a shield and a sword, a key, to unlock the greatest of heroes. The greatest of fortresses for the most precious of artefacts. Nothing ever lasts forever.
The Sun's Doom awakens, and all is plunged into eternal darkness. Icarus falls. The moon is shattered. The Wastes are born. Creatures of Darkness. The Bezerkers rise again, the spinners spin a great web of doom. The sun's light is silenced. The bones of Dragons. The strength of Dust. Upon the ruins of Humanity, a hero is forged. Nothing ever lasts forever. The greatest of fortresses has not fallen. The hero picks up the shield and the sword, as light pours out of his eyes, as wings of light spread from his back. He must go to face the Sun's Doom. Into The Wastes he went. Bezerker hordes opposed him, he struck them down. Finally he met his nemesis. As towering as the black sky above, as large as a continent, his wingspan as all-encompassing as the sea. His blood-red eyes more piercing than the sharpest spear. The hero lifted his sword, glowing with holy light and flew up to engage the dragon. Great blows did he strike against the beast, but the beast did strike back, and flame and holy fire pierced the sky to the ringing of blade, teeth, and claws. The hero raised his sword up and created a giant mountain to trap the dragon in. Soon after the hero died, and all that was left of the great battle was the mountain and the sword and shield.
Another time, another place.
"Wolf" woke up, trying to remember where he was, who he was, trying desperately to escape the dreams of a Grimm with a true soul, to escape the ancient history that only he truly remembered with his own eyes, trying to escape his charge. The Balance. Nothing ever lasts forever. "Wolf" shook himself free from the dreams, remembering. He had come to this cell after Ozpin had asked for some guards to "escort" him to his "new sleeping quarters", which was a reinforced metal box with a slit of one-way glass, and a bench welded into the titanium, with a mattress on it. It was a prison, captivity. He was eager for the challenge, the thrill of the hunt. The Initiation.
Abraham awoke in the ballroom. Even though he had his own room in Beacon, Ozpin wanted him to sleep in the ballroom with the other students. Ozpin had his reasons. He always did. Abraham got up from his bedroll, and immediately got to work on rolling and tying it up. Today was going to be a big day.
"Wolf" sat cross-legged on his mattress, waiting for the door to open, so he could go to the Initiation they spoke of, waiting for his chance to cull the weakest of the Grimm there. It is the way of the Grimm. The door opened to a guard, beckoning "Wolf" to come with him. "Wolf" took his time, slowly stalking towards the guard, who was feeling uncomfortable. Without looking at the guard, "Wolf" strolled past, the guard following with his weapon raised.
Abraham walked to the bathroom, only to be interrupted by a raven flying into his face. His old friend. 'Hi, Doombeak.' Abraham muttered, while they continued their conversation through their unique link.
Where were you?
In jail.
I know that, I was there when you were captured, remember?
Ah, yes. Remember those other people I fought?
Yes?
Well, I was chucked into prison with them, and another person, who was a perv-
You have taught me much of your culture, but I do not know this term. What is a perv?
Well, a perv is, ermm, a person who is addicted to all kinds of sex.
Ah. Doombeak "said" with distaste.
And so, while I was away, talking with Professor Ozpin, they attempted a prison break. Luckily, they were captured.
Are you sure?
Well, yeah. I saw them off to Professor Ozpin myself.
Well, because I think I saw one of them in the ballroom, black leather, armed to the teeth with knives?
Wow. That's him. I thought you weren't allowed into the school?
I'm not.
Oh.
Abraham finished brushing his teeth, and with Doombeak perched on his shoulder, made his way to the breakfast queue, getting a few odd looks from some of the other initiates on the way.
Finally getting his pancakes,(A/N Yum!) Abraham sat down at one of the tables, eating his pancakes in silence, sometimes giving crumbs to Doombeak. Someone walked over to the table.
'Hey, can I sit here?'
Abraham looked up, and before him stood the bounty hunter that had tried to escape.
It's him. "Said" Doombeak
I noticed. Well, this is awkward.
'Err, yeah, I guess.'
An awkward minute passed.
'So, nice bird.'
Abraham glared at Drake.
'I thought you were going to prison.' Said Abraham icily
'Professor Ozpin gave us an opportunity. We're normal students here, except we can't leave Vale, and we're placed under surveillance.'
'We?' Abraham asked.
'Yes, we were all released. Even "Wolf".'
Wow. "Said" Abraham.
Well, this is strange.
It is indeed.
Well, we're going to be seeing them around.
Yeah. Might as well get to know him, at least. Never know how the Initiation's going to work out.
'So, what's your name?' Abraham asked.
'Sabre. Yours?'
'Abraham. Nice to meet you.' said Abraham, extending a hand.
Drake took it. 'Good to make your acquaintance. Have any idea what's happening at the Initiation?'
'I don't know. It seems a very well-kept secret. Don't ask the older students. They just snicker.'
'That doesn't sound reassuring.'
'It isn't.'
An awkward silence continued for the rest of breakfast.
"Wolf" walked straight through the mess hall, not even pausing for breakfast. He couldn't eat anything they served there, anyway. He walked out onto the Initiation area, and waited there, looking out upon the initiation grounds. The sun was rising, and the light reflected the evergreens in the forest. All around the forest were rocky cliffs, making it more of a canyon than anything. Running up to one of the trees on the cliff, "Wolf" grappled onto one of the limbs, and swung himself up to await the rest of the initiates.
The Judicator waited in the breakfast queue, hungry and wanting to eat some chicken. Even though he didn't look like it, he was very worried. His previous team-mate, Stockholm, was in hospital, her aura barely kept her alive after getting her throat ripped out by that monster, and the doctors weren't sure if she would completely heal from the wound, mentally or physically. Finally it came to his turn in the queue. 'Can I have some chicken?' He asked.
'I'm sorry, we don't serve chicken at breakfast.'
Drake and Abraham were sitting in a ripe silence, when they heard an ear-splitting scream of 'NOOOOO!'
'I wonder what happened to that poor person to make them scream like that.' They muttered simultaneously, not really hearing each other.
The Judicator sullenly walked around the mess hall, trying to look for a place to sit down and eat. He was still sad that Professor Ozpin had lied to him. They didn't serve chicken. He was half-heartedly searching for a seat until someone came up to him.
'Hi.'
'You're that girl who attacked us!' The Judicator said
'It was more like you who tried to attack us.'
'You broke the law.'
'I guess. This a good place to sit?'
'Alright.'
The two of them sat down awkwardly, with the Judicator sullenly eating his pancakes.
'So, do you know what's happening during the Initiation?' White Archer asked, wanting to start a conversation.
'I don't know.'
The Judicator finished his pancakes, and got up to walk away.
'Hey! I didn't catch your name!' Yelled White Archer
'I'm Leroy Johnson. What's yours?'
'Nicole.'
'I still don't trust you.'
'I would expect that.'
Leroy walked away to the Initiation, while Nicole finished her pancakes.
Nathan had barely gotten to the ballroom before he had already slept with a random Huntress, and had sex with two other people before he finally got to sleep. Not in the mood for any more sex, Nathan had quickly brushed his teeth, and tried to find a place to sit. He saw Nicole sitting by herself. Silently arm-pumping, he sat down next to her.
'Hi, beautiful.' Nathan purred.
'Oh god, not you again.'
'But don't you just love me?'
Nicole threw a pancake at him.
'Oww, that hurt!'
'It was supposed to.'
Nicole got up and walked away, while Nathan sullenly finished his pancakes.
Finally all the students gathered at the Initiation area. Ozpin started his speech.
'Today, you will become Hunters and Huntresses in training.'
Some of the initiates puffed their chests out in pride
'Or you will die.' Ozpin continued, putting a decided damper on the atmosphere.
'Your partner for the next four years will be determined by the first person you make eye contact with in the forest. You will be launched from these pads, and when you touch the ground, you will go to the forest temple, collect one of the idols there, and then stay for the night. To this purpose, we are dispensing provisions now.'
An assistant moved along, dispensing a bag of food to each person. Leroy looked inside the bag. There was chicken.
Soon enough, everyone was launched from their pads.
