Pyrrha Nikos was destined to be a Huntress. It was a fact her parents, teachers, and trainers had always agreed on. Beyond a shadow of a doubt, she was meant to be a Huntress.

Her father was a professional Huntsman, and his excitement when she'd shown an interest in combat when she was a little girl knew no bounds. He'd given her a little wooden sword when she was six and immediately started teaching her how to handle it safely. When she'd shown an aptitude for sword fighting, he'd been immensely proud of his Little Huntress, as he called her from then on.

Her mother was not a Huntress. All Pyrrha knew at six, when she'd started on her road to become a Huntress, was that her mother worked in one of the biggest office buildings in the city, which was much less exciting to her at that age than the stories of adventure her father always returned with. As Pyrrha grew, she learned that her mother was, in fact, the Vice President of Marketing at her company. The position wasn't as exciting to Pyrrha as her father's adventures with Grimm and bandits; but it was no less impressive to her, even though she knew she didn't want to follow in her Mother's footsteps.

As she got older and her Semblance manifested, Pyrrha was more and more convinced that she should become a Huntress. She truly enjoyed fighting. Nothing was more exciting than the physicality required when meeting her opponent and the mental challenge of balancing the use of her Semblance with the strength of her Aura.

She'd grown up with her father's stories of great Huntsmen and Huntresses past who had fought and sacrificed so others could prosper. She'd loved them as much as she'd loved her mother's fairytales about great heroes and brave deeds against terrible monsters and evil wizards. The dedication to protecting others that tended to be the theme of those tales and that her father himself displayed had become an integral part of Pyrrha's character by the time she was old enough to choose a combat school.

Despite her difficulty making friends when she was young, she found she very much loved people. Her mother's work in the main business district of their city brought her into contact with a lot of folks from different walks of life, and each and every one of them fascinated her. Even when she felt like an outsider, Pyrrha knew that there could be no more noble goal than to make sure that people had the chance to live the lives they truly wanted; and she knew that the best way for her to help them do that was to utilize her fighting abilities as a Huntress.

As much as she wanted to dedicate her life to protecting others, she'd always been a bit removed from those others that she wanted to protect. As an only child, she hadn't had the early bonds a sibling could bring. Both of her parents were only children as well, so she didn't even have any cousins who could have taken the place of siblings.

Her aptitude for combat had always set her apart from other children in subtle ways. When she was quite young, parents had been wary about letting her play with their children because of her rambunctious nature. As she got older, the other children had begun to shy away from her of their own accord because she almost always won whatever game they played, whether it was a game of Hunters and Grimm or a simple game of tag.

By the time she'd started at her primary combat school, practically everything in her life had conspired to set her apart from her peers. She had gradually curbed her rambunctious nature and become more shy and self-conscious as she'd gotten older. Though her public persona was one of steadfast self-confidence, the "real Pyrrha," as she thought of herself when she was out of the spotlight, harbored all the insecurities any other teenage girl might. Her mother's position as a high-powered businesswoman and her own success on the tournament circuit caused people to expect her to be stuck up, and her own shyness was interpreted as aloofness. Her combat skill intimidated the other students, tending to turn them into either perpetual challengers or adoring fans, neither of which were the friends she so desperately wanted.

Instead, she had thrown herself into training to fill her lonely free time, honing her natural skills until she was known throughout Remnant as the Invincible Girl. Her new title only served to further separate her from those she wanted to be her friends, though she did her best to be friendly and polite no matter the dejection she felt. She turned her sadness and loneliness to even more exhaustive training until she had graduated at the top of her class to applause from fans and sneers from enemies she'd never meant to make.

Hoping desperately to find the companionship she'd craved most of her life, she'd begged and pleaded with her parents to let her go to attend Beacon as her secondary combat school. Certainly, people from Vale might know who she was, but she dearly hoped that she could be just another new face at Beacon like every other incoming first-year student. As much as they would miss her, both of her parents agreed to let her go to Beacon if that was really what she anted. Her father approved of Headmaster Ozpin's reputation for turning out exceptional Huntsmen and Huntresses. Her mother seemed to realize that Pyrrha's motivations were more personal than professional and agreed to let her go as long as she promised to call at least once a week. Pyrrha'd promised to call so often they'd ask her to stop before a month had passed and crushed both her parents to her in a fierce hug.

This new chapter of her life was going to be the best one yet; she could just feel it. It was destiny.