A/N: Well folks, I've got a couple things to say before we , this is a Self Insert story. Yes, I know they're garbage. To be fair, while it still follows the structure of SI, the main character is nothing like myself so it'd be more like an OC insert, but I'm not going to argue semantics. If you don't like that sort of thing, then I don't think you'll enjoy this very much. Anyway, on to the story!
Chapter 1: A Rude Awakening
Ace POV:
My eyes shot open, hearing a strange pounding on my door. Of course, waking up at odd hours of the night to my father barging into my room wasn't uncommon, as he always wanted help with some project or another in relation to his car. However this time it was different, my father never knocked. I think he felt it was unbefitting of a man to knock but oh well, he was old fashioned like that.
I slipped out of bed, making as little noise as I could. I reached out and grabbed one of the many knives that sat on my desk, slipping it behind my back as I crept forward. When I reached the door I opened it slowly, not trying to make a scene in case it was my mother in an uncharacteristic state of mind.
When the door opened, I saw nothing and chuckled at my own paranoia. I had imagined knocking at my door and blew it out of proportion. I looked down at the knife in my hand. I bet you're expecting me to spout some edgy nonsense about how, 'They are a representation of my true self' but nah. I'm a collector. I respect the art of blade smithing and I own a number of swords and knives. Nothing but an odd quirk of mine. I had gotten into the hobby after I began to throw knives, and threw that I started to love everything around them.
As I spaced out thinking to myself I turned around and yelped. In front of me was a smug looking lass about as tall as me. I quickly put together that she had rigged the door as a distraction so she could slip in some other way. Backing off I flipped the knife so I was ready to throw, the balance was way off but it was all I had to work with at the moment.
"You can put the knife down, I'm not here to hurt you." She said, still smiling.
"You expect me to trust you based on your word?" I asked cocking one eyebrow.
"Uhhh, good point." She sheepishly responded, rubbing the back of her neck.
"Well uh, you can keep the knife if it makes you feel safe, but can you please keep it down at your side? It's kind of making me uncomfortable…" She said, slightly embarrassed. I thought the terms were agreeable as I dropped it down to my side, still ready for an attack if need be.
"So ummm, can you please put some clothes on?" She asked. Now it was my turn to be embarrassed. I stood there in nothing but my underwear (boxer briefs if you're wondering, obviously the superior style.) I scrambled for my closet, being met with the massive room. Yes, my other hobby was menswear. I had all manner of suits, ties, shoes, and anything you could ever want. Before you ask, I was the weird guy in your high school class who would wear a full suit. Despite this, I did have some more casual clothes and I threw on a pair of grey jeans. I wore a black button down shirt and a similarly grey waistcoat. I grabbed a simple pair of dress boots and ran my fingers through my hair in an attempt to be at least somewhat presentable. She may be an intruder, but it's good to look one's best in any scenario. Red hair and green eyes stared at me back in the mirror as I slapped myself, bringing me to reality and reminding me there was someone in my bedroom who had managed to sneak in completely beneath my nose.
I exited the closet door once again. Surprisingly, it wasn't a trap and she indeed just wanted me to have clothes on. I walked past my desk, grabbing my phone and some cords on the way over. (Hey if she's gonna kidnap me or something, might as well be able to listen to music and charge my phone.) She seemingly sensed my thoughts.
"Well, if you think I'm gonna kidnap you, that's not technically what's going to happen." This confused me as I wondered what she meant by that. Another thing you might be wondering, why am I so calm at this? Well it's not because I'm some combat god who can down anyone with just a couple punches. It's because I really don't have anything to lose. My friends all moved on, I don't have a girlfriend (never have in fact. Haha laugh all you like, it was by choice, thank you very much, I never met the right girl.) and my parents would get over it eventually. It's not like they don't love me, but they're troopers, they'll be sad about it, sure, but it's not like they'll die over it.
"So, where are you going to take me when you don't kidnap me?" I asked as she smiled at my sass.
"See? You get it. Well I can't tell you that yet, but it won't be a part of this world. They need someone like you. I can't tell you why but let's just say this world needs a new… perspective." She said in an attempt to convince me, but I had already made up my mind. I wasn't going anywhere so might as well go somewhere that allegedly needs me.
"So… what do you say?" She asked hesitantly, I assume she was new to this whole recruiting people thing.
"Eh, why the hell not?" I asked no one in particular as I reached out a hand and she did in turn. As I grasped her hand my mind suddenly saw something. All around me gears turned. I recognized them, the mechanisms of an old clock. I owned a couple pocket watches which I had to keep regular maintenance of, so I was familiar. The gears grinded and a regular tick began as I started to fall. I tried to yell but it was clear that no one would hear me, the only noise that mattered here was the ticking. Terror consumed my being at the thought that this was what I would be facing. However as quickly as the geared entered my mind they left, leaving me with only a black void and the faint ticking. Finally, that disappeared as well, letting me return to the land of the living.
I sighed in relief, glad that it was over. I wondered if it was all a dream but as I looked around I saw a dense green forest. The girl was nowhere to be seen which left me to deduce my location on my own. I could be anywhere. Quite literally, I was supposedly in some world other than my own, although luckily it did seem to resemble earth.
I began to walk around, in an attempt to decipher what exactly I was supposed to do. However before I could find what to do, I found out an answer to another one of my questions. As I turned the corner I saw a massive pack of animals, all covered in familiar black fur and bone plating all over their bodies. As I freaked out about the fact I had ended up in the world of Remnant, I focused myself on getting out of the situation I had found myself in. But as I stepped backwards I felt something that made my heart drop. A patch of fur, next to a thick coat of bone.
"Oh son of a bitch." I said to myself as the thing let out a massive roar, obviously alerting the entire pack. Of course, this was my time to get out of there, so I ignored my shock and terror and began to run.
"What have I gotten myself into?"
Well folks, that's that. I hope you all enjoyed, though if you didn't I'd stick around. After all, we haven't even gotten into the RWBY stuff. If you're worried about this other OC I wouldn't, she won't be a main character or anything, just needed a way to roll into the story that was a bit unique. She'll come up in time, but that's something you'll have to wait to see. Well anyway, hope you all have a good day.