The 'Bullhead' as the Headmaster called it was hardly impressive, it had no visible ballistic capabilities, no real armor protecting it… it was basically a under done troop transport that was a sitting duck in the sky. No way whatsoever was Hansel impressed, albeit it would be quite an achievement to impress a Death Korps guardsman.

Hansel let Ozpin step onto the flying machine first, if he tried anything he'd have a chainsword rammed through his back. The interior was just a simple metal hull with seats on either sides of the aisle, defiantly a drop ship if Hansel ever saw one only it lacked gravchutes or even the ancient parachutes that were kept in case of equipment failure.

The patter of footsteps coming up from behind him threw Hansel into a combat mode raising the chainsword to the entrance and a bolt pistol aimed for the now sitting Headmaster.

"What are they doing here?" Hansel asked glaring at the four girls standing at the mouth of the Bullhead, particularly the closest one wearing red.

"They are merely here to insure that things remain civil between you and I. Now please lower your weapons, I'm sure that we can be civilized now, can't we?"

A frown crossed Hansel's face at the calm tone Ozpin had, it was almost as if he was expecting open hostility from the Kriegsman. Hansel lowered the running teeth of the chainsword from the trembling girl's neck and holstered the bolt pistol but kept the holster strap loose in case he had to draw again very quickly.

The girl in red let out a shaking breathe she had been holding, "Ms. Rose are you alright?" Ozpin asked with mild concern, keeping his eyes on the Krieg guardsman as he sat down across from his person.

"Y-yes Headmaster, shaken but not stirred…" She squeaked trying to lighten the mood and drown out her heart as it thumped in her ears.

Hansel took a quick glance over to the group of girls, all of them excluding the red one appeared to be giving him angry glares obviously not taking kindly to him or the threats he gave to everyone.

"Mr. Hansel, if I may inquire why exactly are you conscripted to your military at such a young age?" The Headmaster asked earning him the Kriegsman's full attention.

"To provide the best guardsmen to the Imperium of Man, to pay for our ancestors past sins against the God Emperor of Mankind and to be ready to face off against all enemies of Mankind."

"I can't imagine that your parents approved of such a thing." Ozpin stated feeling a slight bit of unease hearing the emotion voided finality of Hansel's statement.

"I do not have parents," Ozpin raised his brow, "I along with millions of others were created from the Vitae Womb. It is a device that combines the DNA of a Krieg guardsman and a Krieg guardswoman; sometimes it just splices the DNA of one and changes a few chromosomes pulling some traits from their genetic history to engineer a new guardsman."

Silence dominated the Bullhead; Hansel looked over to the four girls and saw that their angry expressions were instead replaced with shock and horror some even had their hands covering their mouths.

Ozpin himself no longer had his usual poker face; instead he had looked as if he stepped on a puppy's tail, "I- I'm sorry I had no idea that- what do you mean by pay for your ancestor's sins?"

"All Kriegans are destined to die in the Emperor's divine name, some die sooner during their training." He answered monotonously still unable to comprehend the disturbed looks everyone in the Bullhead had, "We die in service of Mankind, for the Emperor. There is no greater honor."

"Aren't you ever scared of dying?" He turned his head to the red one again.

"The Death Korps does not tolerate fear, we are broken mentally and rebuild to be stronger than iron. We are broken physically and rebuilt to be stronger than steel. We are the Emperor's will."

The answer drew in some fearful looks from the girls, Ozpin however looked at him with utter pity, "Well, now that you are on Remnant do you have any other plans for what you'll do now?"

"This planet has no Planetary Defense Force or Imperial Guard regiment?"

"We didn't even know that there were other planets that could support life, sciences concerning astrology have been largely abandoned because all attention is diverted to slaying the Creatures of Grimm." Ozpin answered pulling up various images of the dark creatures.

They were perhaps the lease menacing thing the Krieger has ever seen before, a baby 'Nid looked more threatening, an Ork could even be more threatening.

"I do not recognize these creatures. Although I guarantee they are now on my Exterminautis list." The Grenadier could almost laugh at how easily the Imperial Guard could wipe these creatures out, these people need the guidance of an Imperial citizen, who better than a child of Krieg?

"You mean to say that you'd fight the Creatures of Grimm?" Ozpin asks a small glimmer of hope for the boy hidden behind his calm voice.

"No, I mean to exterminate them, like the filthy animals they are."

"That's quite the initiative you've made for yourself Mr. Hansel, I must warn you however many Huntsman have proclaimed that very sentiment, and they'd often die alone on their personal crusades."

"I do not fear death. I have fought alone against heretics that would have the ability to rip my soul out of my corpse to satisfy their wretched dark gods, and an uncountable number of hostile xeno races, I highly doubt these Grimm can be as challenging." In truth Hansel was completely right, while the Grimm were a threat on Remnant they were nothing compared to the alien races that existed in the galaxy, and even then the Ruinous Powers of Chaos made those races pale in comparison. But this world had never seen the likes of any of the xeno races and the utter destruction they can bring.

"Perhaps, maybe you would like some help and a base of operations? You wouldn't want your death to be unworthy of the Emperor, right?" The headmaster asked with a slyly, getting a raised brow from the Krieger and deadpanned stares from his students.

"What exactly is your schola?" Hansel asked setting his chainsword aside, leaning in closer to hear the Headmaster better and root out any lies.

Ozpin clasps his hands together in a steeple resting his elbows on the Bullhead's arm rests, "Beacon Academy is a school that trains the best Huntsmen and Huntresses to combat the Grimm and protect those who can't protect themselves."

"And you want me to participate in this schola?"

"Yes, not only will you be able to destroy the Grimm but you'd also have a chance to learn about Remnant; like dust, aura, the Faunus-"

"The what?" Hansel interrupted not really liking how Ozpin phrased 'the Faunus' it seemed like he was talking about another race other than human.

"Yes the Faunus, they are a race of half humans half animals that have existed alongside humanity." He pulled up a slideshow of animal human hybrids on his scroll and showed it to Hansel, who was boiling in his mask.

"Mutants?" He growled out, obviously not taking kindly to the idea of another race existing alongside humans. However he was unaware of the sneer a certain bow wearing girl in black was giving him.

"No Mr. Hansel they are not mutants, they are as natural as you or I and we have co-existed for years."

"So you allow these abhumans to exist amongst you? Do you have any idea what would happen if the Inquisition found out that they are allowed to co-exist here?" He wasn't given an answer so he continued, "They would deem all life here heresy and call for the complete cleansing of all life on this planet."

Ozpin frowned giving Hansel a harsh look, "I trust that you're not going to harm any of the Faunus that attend my school or in the civilian populace. They themselves fight the Grimm alongside us."

"So they're useful? Fine, it wouldn't be the first time I've had to work with abhumans, although the Ogryns are at least Imperial guardsmen." This ordeal was not sitting well with Hansel, this was starting to be more trouble than its worth.

"Very then." Ozpin slides his finger around his scroll occasionally taking it off to press something on the screen, "Now all I need is a picture of you without your mask on for a school ID."

The Krieger didn't make a move; he was probably the first Kriegan to get his photo taken without his mask on in millennia's as far as he knew. This was also the first time anybody outside of Krieg would see his face.

Slowly his hand went up to his helmet, fiddling around with the buckle for merely a second. Removing his helmet he capped it over his knee, next both of his hands went up to his beloved face given to him by a Quartermaster. Taking the greatest amount of care he pulled the visage of death and the mark of his home world off.

Without his mask the air no longer had that blessed recycled taste, instead he could smell and taste so many things. He didn't like it, except for that odd sweet smelling odor that was coming from next to him. From the red-black haired girl.

"Oh my…" Were the only intelligent words Ozpin could utter at that moment; the poor boy had three long claw-like scars that spanned from his right cheek to his nose, grey hair with black splotches here and there was uniformly shortened to fit within his headgear, dark circles hung underneath silver colored eyes focused on what was ahead of him, and of course an emotion devoid blankness stared without so much as a wrinkle in his face. It was like he had never smiled before.

The small camera flashed, most would've blinked but Hansel didn't because he had seen flashes a hundred times brighter explode right in his face.

With the picture done and over with Hansel began to re-equip himself of his beloved face gear, "Why are you putting that back on?" The red one once again drawing his attention.

"A Krieger's mask is his face." He said in a dull toneless voice before slipping his mask back on relived to feel the constricting yet loving tug the straps offered.

Hansel may have been familiar with the emotions of others let alone himself but even he knew that his whole presence terrified and shocked these citizens of Remnant, but in all honesty they could've had worse arrive to their planet.

"Now that I have your file complete all we have to get out of the way now is the initiation process. Seeing how you've came from an army that you've been in all your life you don't need to do the same initiation the other students have gone through."

"Then what initiation will I complete? Sir." Hansel asked.

"You will face off against a Beowulf Grimm first, then a none lethal sparing match with one of our best Huntsmen in training. Of course after a night's rest, you looked very tired, when was the last time you slept or ate?"

"Last time I slept was three days ago, one week since I last ate." Even with that Hansel could carry on for another two weeks until he started to falter and would be unable to complete his tasks and eventually die if he went unrested.

Ozpin looked at the boy sympathetically, "I'm sorry to hear that," He turned his head towards the girls, "Team RWBY, can you please take Mr. Hansel to the dining hall?"

The members of the team in question looked ready to protest the Headmaster's order but the little red leader shot up with a salute, "You got it Headmaster!"

"Thank you Ms. Rose, I believe our new student hasn't had a proper introduction yet."

The smaller girl in red stood in front of the Kriegsman with her right hand extended, "Hi, I'm Ruby Rose!"

Hansel removed his right glove and met her hand, he shook it not noticing how sweaty her hand became and how she flashed red like her cape.

"R-right… um, my sister Yang is over there," Hansel turned to see the blonde girl with the revealing attire giving him a wave and a bit of a warning glare.

"My partner Weiss Schnee," The girl in- 'wait… snow white? Why is her name old Kriegan? A matter for later.' –white crossed her arms at him with an 'I'm better than you so fuck off' look.

"Blake Belladonna my sister's partner." The black girl regarded him with a glare and a nod.

Overall the red girl now dubbed Ruby Rose was the liveliest person Hansel's met in his life, it was a little bit refreshing to the Kriegsman.

"Now that your introductions are out of the way, you are now dismissed and free to go about your day." Ozpin stated with a small smile donning his face."

"Let's go team! C'mon Hansel you must be starving!" Surprisingly the girl had enough strength to pull Hansel from his seat and lead him toward the door, she must drink her milk regularly.


Our lad from Krieg now knows the names of the main cast members, but how shall he react when he actually lays eyes upon a Faunus? What will the pairing be unless you can see what I am fucking doing? Most importantly, who or what else may arrive on Remnant from the darkness of the distant future where there is only war?