Prologue: Spade

Trailer song: Hangman's body count by Volbeat

"In gambling, as in life, there are only two certainties: the gains, and the losses. It's your perspective on both that determines how well you do in either." - Cayde Sixx.

-Shipyard, somewhere near Vale-

In the dead of night at the Vale docks, a boy was lying on top of a storehouse looking up at the sky with both arms crossed behind his head and on leg crossed over the other.

The boy looked to be around 17, was around 5'8" with messy brown hair, and icy blue eyes. Under which were long, pronounced tear-troughs. He also had fair skin and had a lightly toned muscular build as well. Lastly, his face was framed with centre-parted bangs that extended to his chin. Additionally He wore a set of practical Huntsman armor. It consisted of a dark brown almost skin tight Kevlar mesh sleeveless shirt/vest with metal rings lining the arm holes. A pair of dark brown baggy pants was on his bottom half, and brown arm sleeve gloves/gauntlets made of the same material as the rest of his outfit, and lastly a pair of black boots. On his belt buckle was the symbol of an Ace of Spades with a chunk of the bottom right part of the spade missing.

He also had a knife holster on his vest and two metal shin-plates on his boots (which were red, silver and yellow). He also had a cloak, which he always wore. It is a black tattered cloak that has red patterns running along the back, a keepsake of his old man. Lastly he also had a hand cannon on his hip in a holster and a box on the right side of his belt.

He reached up at the moon and made a grasping motion that, from his view, looked like he'd grabbed it. A group of Bullheads then flew by him and landed in front of the warehouse he was on. The aircrafts were carrying a large chain of train cars that were marked "SDC" with the company's logo on the side.

As they landed, the boy ran to the edge of the roof to investigate and saw that a large group of White Fang soldiers were exiting the Bullheads. As they entered the building and started milling around and performing miscellaneous tasks, he dropped in behind a vertically standing crate.

He wiggled it a bit, getting the attention of one of the grunts. The grunt drew his side arm and approached it slowly before opening the door—and finding it empty.

"Huh?" He said in confusion before the boy kicked the box on top of the Faunus and then stomped on top of it.

"Amateur." He spat as he jumped off the box and kicked it aside with the grunt still inside it. The rest of the grunts in the warehouse drew their weapons and got ready to fight.

The boy smiled as he grabbed his hand cannon and whipped it out while twirling it. The hand cannon is white with a black handle with a spade on it that was outlined in white, and also had black on the barrel as well as white stripes on it, and lastly a blue square underneath the chamber with a white spade on it.

The brunette then started to fire hip shot after hip shot at the goons in front of him, shooting their guns out of their hands before shooting the middle one in the head, instantly killing him. Then he reloaded his gun and caused its barrel and cylinder to be engulfed in a bluish-white flame glow.

"Go time." The boy grinned as he fired his gun and fanned the hammer, nailing his targets in the head and making them explode. When the next group started heading towards him, he holstered his gun and unclipped the box on his hip.

He then started blocking sword blows and bullets with the protective parts of his armor and cartwheeling a few feet away before pulling out flat poker cards that looked to be made out of metal. He then cut the cards as if he were doing a trick, causing them to glow red before he started throwing them.

The cards soon became lodged in several crates, the wall, floor, and even a forklift and kept blinking for a few more seconds until…

BOOM!

They all exploded, causing the grunts to be sent flying and a good heap of the building to be damaged. A few even got either being crushed by pieces of the forklift or skewered by one of its blown off arms.

The unnamed gunslinger stepped over one of the grunts who had been pretty badly injured by the shrapnel from the explosion as he crawled on the floor. Right as the automatic garage door of the building opened and a new soldier stepped inside the building.

It was a large muscular faunus with a full face mask and garbs that suggested he was of high ranking. He had a two handed drill-sword in hand as he glared at the interloper in the building.

The boy smirked as he whipped out his gun before shooting the grunt on the ground in the head, ending his suffering before holstering it and drawing out one of his knives.

The knife in question was a functional, sharpened, Hunter Knife. It was robust and rugged, with a buck knife profile featuring a skinner gut hook-type feature and circular cut out on the blade, just in a much larger package. The blade also featured a laser engraved motif of three knife's overall length was 17.125", while its blade length was 12". It looked to be made out of 440 Stainless Steel, and was 4.66 mm thick. Additionally it also seemed to be very sharp, with a full tang. Lastly the handle looked to be wrapped in a black leather strip.

"Who the hell are you?" He questioned in a thick Russian accent, indicating that he was from Atlas.

"Ohhh. I'm what you call an ice-cold can of whoop ass." The gunslinger said, switching his grip on his knife to a reverse grip.

"Let's test that theory." The man grunted before he charged, his drill spinning up. The two charged at each other and their weapons clashed with every swing. Clanging could be heard and sparks flew everywhere every few seconds. The soldier then kicked his opponent in the stomach causing him to skid backwards and into a group of grunts that joined in.

The grunts then slammed the side of his head into a wall and then started kicking him around as soon as he hit the ground.

The boy then started glowing orange before he leapt up, causing his assailants to stumble back, and threw several flaming knives into their skulls. The grunts all fell to the ground as their heads turned to ash and the gunslinger picked up his main knife. His head was bleeding from the slam as he glared at the larger soldier with the drill sword.

"That's it! Now, I'm pissed." The boy snapped as he then hurled a grenade at the main grunt as he dove behind a crate. The man moved to dodge, but to his surprise, the ordinance broke apart into small drones that swarmed him and exploded on contact with him. This had the effect of breaking down his aura a little.

The nameless boy then ran at the man and started slashing him with one knife in each hand, stabbing him in the face and nearly breaking his mask at one point before leaping into the air and drop kicking him to the ground and then kicking him through the garage door with a mid air sidekick.

The soldier landed outside in front of some grunts, his body bloodied as he groaned in pain. The grunts lined in the direction he came from and saw their leader's assailant walking their way.

He was carrying a long rope and had just finished tying it into a Hangman's Knot before slinging it over his shoulder before getting into a standoff stance, his hand over the handle of his gun, ready to draw.

Everyone stood silently as they tensed, waiting for the other to make a move. And right as a crow flew over them and landed on a freight box, the gunslinger drew his gun as soon as it crowed, which scared the grunts enough to allow him to raise his gun up and allow sun gold dust to rush into it and cause a bright flash of light before the gun and himself were set ablaze.

"Get burnt." The boy said before he pulled the trigger and searing solar shots flew into them, burning their bodies to ashes and leaving the leader alone on the ground.

The man looked up at him in shock through his cracked mask and then was grabbed by the back of his shirt and dragged over to the building as the boy threw the rope over a beam hanging from the roof and hoisted the man up onto a box before forcing the noose over his head and pulling it tight. The soldier struggled against it as the boy glared at him.

"Alright assclown, we're gonna play a little game, it's called hangman. I'm gonna ask you a question and if you give an answer I don't like—." The boy said as he briefly moved the box from under the soldier's feet, causing him to suffocate before putting it back. "You get the picture. Now, I'm looking for a guy named Adam Taurus. What can you tell me about him?" He interrogated.

"You think I'll tell you anything? I won't!" The man growled.

"You see, I don't like that answer." The gunslinger growled as he removed the box, causing his victim to suffocate. This continued for a few minutes before he was allowed to breathe again. "Alright. Bonus round: where's Taurus?" He questioned.

"I… I won't… Breathe… A word." The man snapped. The boy's face darkened as he put his boot on the edge of the box again.

"Very poor choice of words." He said as he kicked the box away and turned around, walking away and leaving the man to hang and struggle there until he eventually stopped and hung dead. He then dropped a card with the same symbol on his belt—his emblem—on the ground and walked away, his cloak flapping in the wind.

Meanwhile, up on the crate where it had been perched, the Crow flew down to the card and looked at it… before a Qrow Branwen took its place as he picked up the card.

"Huh. Kid's got skill." He remarked to himself. But then he looked at the dead soldier hanging from the building. "Though it looks like he may be a bit on the wrathful side." He noted before sending his footage to Ozpin before disappearing.

ThermalsniperN7: And there's the next trailer of this story, and we got a little excerpt from good ol' Cayde.

Dragon Emperor0: Who, if you guys couldn't tell already, served as this character's inspiration. Everyone, meet the second member of team SSSN: Ace Sixx.

ThermalsniperN7: That's right. This kid is the Lancer for Sky Obsidian. And just like his old man, he's a Gunslinger.

Dragon Emperor0: The next two characters are ones you guys may actually remember from the show. But that's all we'll say for now, so until next time. See ya.