The Dark Swordsman

by Solbrand

Traveling the roads of Remmant, a 17 year old boy seeks revenge upon those who robbed him of the ones that he loved. When he is hot on the trail however, a certain headmaster has other plans. Defeated and forced into submission, he meets a few people who eventually become his friends. And one who might understand him the most, even if she refuses see it. Warring: Gore, Adult theme

5. Chapter 5

Authors Note.

Hello again, I know it's been almost a month, but I've spent almost every day that I've had free writing this chapter. 48 Favorites and 64 Follows. I'm surprised that my story has been liked by that many people, or at least peaked their interest. This, as I said before, is my first story. So seeing that many people interested in it makes me emotional. Thank You, I'll try to not let any of you down. If you eggar to get on to the show, just scroll down, the next section is me addressing Reviews. Enjoy!

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Revan193:

1.Umbra's not going to give up revenge, not even if he was detained for 10 years and tortured. Trust me, his reasons behind revenge are too many than to discard.

2. The reason he is forced into submission is Umbra does not want to hurt them, let me put like this, he has a lot of blood on his hands. Not all of it's criminal blood.

3.SPOILER: Umbra is going to be key in the overall plot of the story along with the story of the show in this AU, let's just say he will have to attend to that school. Let me put it like this, he essentially the fifth main character in RWBY.

WestShoreDude: Umbra's character is more than Violence, it is base on the harsh reality of his world and life.

"I don't own any of the series I write FF of. I only own my OC's and my unique aspects added to the story. All credit of Rwby goes to RoosterTeeth."

Chapter 5: Crimson Fire and Blue Ice.

Pyrrha just watched in horror as Ren was hit by Nora's hammer and was thrown into the woods. She pulled out her scroll to see Jaune and Ren in the Red. Not knowing what to do, she took Crocea Mors, collapsed it's shield, sheathed it's blade and strapped it to her hip. Then she lifted Jaune over her shoulders like a spec ops soldier and ran towards where Nora and Ren was. She about tripped on rocks and sticks covered in snow, but she kept her balance.

She came upon Nora kneeled down by Ren who was breathing heavily. The usually happy going girl was crying a storm. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you!" She wailed. "Please, be all right, please!" Pyrrha was shocked to see Nora like this, she hadn't ever imagine her to cry. Ren raised his head slightly.

"I-It's o-ok Nora, I'm j-just winded..." He said lightly. Pyrrha came by them and place Jaune on the ground next to Ren. "H-How is h-he?" He asked Pyrrha.

"He's out cold, you not good yourself Ren." She said, pushing the Green Ninja down lightly. "You need to rest." He complied and Nora still weeped. Pyrrha put her hand on her back, "It's not your fault Nora, that boy tricked you." She consoled her. Nora looked up with tears and fury in her eyes.

"I hate him."

Globeflower Hill.

Glynda Goodwitch was nervous. She didn't like Ozpin's idea from the get go. Sending eight first year students to apprehend a skilled mass murderer was a terrible and risky idea in her opinion. But she had no choice, Ozpin has lifetimes of experience, she didn't. She leaned on the bullhead that she called earlier, waiting for one of them to call. She looked around the town, even at night, they were still festive. People sat around a bonfire singing folk songs and telling tales of great heroes and legends.

She remembered her youth in her Village not to far away from the city of Mantle. They celebrated like this, always safe from the threat of Grimm because of the nearby military presence. She missed home, but ever since her father was killed and her mother died from hyperthermia, she had no desire to return. And she had no luck with siblings either, her sister married an "Nobleman" and her brother died being a bounty hunter. She looked up to the mountain, the broken moon high above it. "I hope that they're ok."

Valen Mountains, in snowy woods.

Weiss and Umbra stared each other down, weapons raised. Both of them pulled back, and lunged at one another in a blur. Their weapons clashed like sparks of an fire. A Demonic sword against a Angelic Rapier. Weiss slashed at him with Myrtenaster, he blocked it with his blade and pushed her back. He slung his bastard sword down in a cleaving motion. Weiss stepped out of its way gracefully, causing his Crimson blade to strike the snowy ground. The Heiress then thrusted her sword at him, he jumped out of its way and twirled to strike her back.

The Ashen haired beauty was hit with the sword, but not cut. She turned around and held Myrtenaster defensively. Umbra then came at her with fury, slinging his sword like a berserker. Weiss blocked the mighty blows, each took a toll. The last strike locked her and the boy's blade together. She struggled as he pushed her blade and body with great strength. He began pushing her further into the woods. The red aura covering his sword illuminated his face.

Weiss saw his pale countenance, same as hers, with a long scar across his face. It went from the bottom of his right cheek up in a curve, narrowly missing his right eye up onto his forehead and ended right above his left eyebrow brow. It was darker than her scar above and below her left eye, you couldn't avoid seeing it. His eyes were Crimson Fire compared to her Icy Blue. She felt intense, as he continued to apply pressure upon her blade. Then he jumped back, and twirled his sword. He grinned like a demon as he raised his dark weapon.

Umbra was enjoying this fight, his power was lower than when he fought her teammates and the whites of his eyes were normal, He could still hear slight whispers from that side of him, but it's hold was severely weakened as he released power in his last hits of Ruby and Blake. But this battle with the Schnee was entertaining, long has he sought to bring that crime family down on its knees. And here he was, fighting a spoiled, yet elegant girl named Weiss. Although she was admittedly good with her rapier, he saw plenty of openings that could get her killed in a real fight.

He then ran and unleashed more strikes, she once again blocked them. He was toying with her more than anything, his recent victories made him cocky. Weiss knew she had to do something to throw him off, as he came at her again, she jumped up as a black glyph formed in the air. Surprising the Swordsman, she stood on it for a moment before launching herself forward. He teleported out of the way of her piercing attack, but she formed another glyph and reversed her attack at him. Impressed and caught off guard, she struck him with a stab of her sword causing him to rear back.

She pushed the advantage, repeatedly stabbing at him and then slashing him with movements like a ballerina girl. After a final hit, Umbra regained his composure and raised his sword. He took the offensive, with his sword in his right hand he slung at her with discipline. She fought back against his slings, but in the end, she was forced back. He ran towards her and twirled around with his sword to strike with momentum. But instead of hitting Weiss, his attack was knocked back by a white glyph she casted to block him. Now he was getting mad, he used instinct to get in close. Her blade went for him, but met nothing but air as he sidestepped.

His red sword went came at her and hit her stomach. The burning pain from the aura around the weird sword made her place her hand on it as one would do with a belly ache. He put not a lot, but enough energy to drain her aura. Though he was confident he can win against this wealthy girl, he didn't want to use more of his dark powers to achieve so. After he hit her, he flipped back to her direction and twirled his sword in his hands. He smirked as he came at her again and again. She raised her weapon and defended. They danced in the woods, under the pale light of the broken moon.

Valen Mountains, RBY.

Ruby woke up with a sore feeling in her upper chest. She rose and looked at the winter woods around her, for a moment confused until realization flooded her mind. "Yang! Umbra!" Her mind remembered. She got up, grabbed Crescent Rose and looked around. She saw Yang and Blake on the snow covered ground, Weiss and Umbra were nowhere in sight. She pulled out her scroll, she and her two knocked out teammates were borderline red. Weiss was in the yellow, and her bar was slightly going down.

In desperation, Ruby ran over to Yang. The blonde haired maiden was out cold in the snow. Ruby shook her intensely. "Yang! Wake up! Yang!!" She screamed, full panic. Yang grumbles like someone who have had only an hour of sleep and opens her eyes to see her sister looking worried.

"Ruby?" She said sluggish, "Why are you waking me up right n-" She then remembered everything. Sitting up quickly despite the lingering burning feeling that still stung all throughout her feminine body. "Where is he?!" She said wrathfully.

"I don't know, he and Weiss are gone." Ruby then looked over to the ravenette girl was unconscious. "Blakes over there, knocked out like we were." She said offering a hand to her sister who refused it, getting up on her own. Then they walked over to Blake, a little delirious from waking up from a beating. Yang thought back to that intense pain, her right arm was slightly sore, like an strained muscle.

"That power, what is that boy?" She thought, honestly more scared than before. Ruby went over by Blake and did what she did before.

"Blake! Blake wake up! Wake up!" She shouted at her friend right by her head. Blake twitched and moaned, she looked up at Ruby and Yang, remembering what happened she tried to raise up, but her sore chest stopped her. "Blake are you ok?!"

"Yeah, I just need some help getting up..." She told her young leader. Ruby helped her to get up, when the pain receded, she remembered her and Weiss fighting him. She looked around at the woods, with her four ears, she could hear slight fighting coming from a direction in the woods. "Weiss and that boy, we got to help her!" She pointed towards the sounds she heard, "That way!"

"How do you know?" Asked Ruby, desperate.

Thankfully, she also had good sight from being a Faunus. "Because of those tracks." She pointed to a mess of footprints leading into the woods, "It looks like they've fought through the forest." The two sisters look on in determination.

"Let's go help Weiss!" Ruby said running off towards the dark snow filled woods. Yang and Blake followed.

Valen Mountains, deep in the woods.

Umbra smiled with glee when he struck her blade. Weiss just gritted her teeth with anger from blocking the great blow. Their fight had progressively gotten worse. Both had got into the fight, it had become more of an competition than a arrest. She thrusted her blade at him, he sidestepped and slung his sword from down low. She leapt back with grace from his red blade, and slashed at him. He blocked it with his crimson sword.

"Is that all a Schnee can do?" He said as he pushed her back, "Pathetic!" He slung his sword from the side. She deflected the hit and slashed him across the chest, but his aura reduced the damage. She slung at him again and again, he blocked her strikes with his sword in his right hand like a fencer. Then, eager to resume his dominance, Umbra gripped his sword with both hands and slung it diagonally. Learning from her opponent, she jumped back from the slash. But with his strike he twirled bringing it back to her. She raised her rapier only to be hit with a mighty force, causing her to skirt back, leaving trail marks in the snow.

"You brute!" She hissed at the boy, he just sneered at her. He stood before her with his sword in both hands.

"Brute? No, I'm simply a swordsman, and a far better one compared to you." He calmly said sadistic and with an arrogant tone in his voice. Weisses eyes widened with fury, this vagrant murdering thief had insulted all those years of struggle and strive to improve her skills. All those years her father had urged her to pursue other things than what she wanted, to be his tool. All those years of determination to build her own honor. And this worthless psychopathic boy dare say that?

Umbra smiled when he saw this, this was real fun. Fighting someone who thinks themselves to be high and mighty only to be brought down to humility. Real skill is earned. He had learned this through his two teachers and through wading in enemy blood. It can't be given by daddy as a present. He had to admit she has some skill, but that's just because of some expensive teacher no doubt to him. Real experience can only be earned in a battle of life and death proportions-he has had many of those.

She came at him like a blizzard, fast and brutal. He was was like a fortress, defensive and unmoving. Her flurry of attacks were blocked and deflected by his sword. He began to advance, trying to push the fight further into the woods. But the she activated Ice dust in Myrtenaster and covered the snowy ground in ice, freezing Umbra's legs. Umbra had experienced this before, someone who felled before his blade long ago had did the same thing. He took his Crimson Runesword and stabbed the ground. The ice shattered. Weiss was getting frustrated.

"Is this the limit of your skill, or are you wasting my time?" He asked her. Weiss in anger activated lighting dust and slashed at him, sending arcs of electricity towards him. He just dispelled them with his sword. "Come on, this is a waste of my time. Just give up already Schnee, I'm sure daddy doesn't want his little Ice Princess to get hurt." Her anger only increased at hearing those words. She ran at him, he countered her charge. They met again in a clash of blades. The Boy and Girl battled each other through the woods and into a small incline where the woods rise above them and rocks flanked their sides. (Area where Kylo Ren and Rey fought in the Force awakens)

Umbra slung at her in twirls and slashes, she blocked and deflected his mighty blows, every now and then stab or slash at him. Then they came upon a steep fall. They both stopped, knowing that anymore steps and one of them could fall down the hill. For a moment they stared each other off. Then Weiss thrusted at him with Myrtenaster, only for him to grab the rapier by the blade. Her eyes went wide with shock, Umbra raised his sword in a thrusting motion. She grabbed his arm to stopped his attack. Then they struggled for dominance. His firm grip shifted from her blade to her arm.

His aura flared, and hers did too. Then they looked each other in the eyes. This is when things changed. A strange thing happened, it was like looking into a mirror. They saw pass each other's facade. They sensed each other's loneliness, struggle and pain. And that wasn't all, they gazed into each other's drive. Her determination to earn honor for herself, and his drive for Revenge against someone. Their faces became somber, they lost all attention on their fight. For what seemed to be forever they stared into each other's soul. Then, Umbra felt anger, the anger of denial, of loss. He tossed her aside and held his sword to her threateningly.

"Give up." He said spitefully, "Or I'll kill you." The white of his eyes turned black again, his face had went from grinning-to frowning-to pure unadulterated rage. She had regained her countenance.

"You won't." Weiss said, her face a mix of sadness and anger. Fury manifested itself and he rose his sword to strike her dead. But unknown to them, a girl caped in red stood on a branch above them. Her sniper rifle scythe aimed at the Shadow. He heard a shot come towards him from behind, he turned and deflected it. Only for a familiar ribbon to wrap itself around his blade. He struggled with it, forgetting what he did earlier. When the idea came back to him, a yellow blur bolted from somewhere and punched him right in the cheek, sending him flying down the hill.

He landed in snow, his sword fell a few feet ahead of him. Slowly he raised himself up, blood streamed out of his nose for a moment before healing itself because of aura. "Shit." He thought to himself as he began to crawl slowly to his red sword. The black had returned to white in his eyes. He was winded and tired, but he didn't give up, he couldn't. He reached his sword and stretched out his hand to grab it.

"Don't move." He felt Weisses sword slightly poke him in the back. He grinned.

"Listen here, Ice Princess, you might as well just finish the job..." Slowly he reached for a knife on his belt. "Cause there's no way in hell-" Then a black blade was put up to his neck.

"Surrender. Now." Blake commanded. Then two other girls came out in front of the boy. Yang cracked her knuckles and Ruby put her weapon up. He sighed in defeat, he couldn't get out of this without one of them dying. He won't willingly shed anymore innocent blood, so he raised his hands in the air. Weiss grabbed and pulled back the leather hood, revealing black shaggy hair. (Hei's hair from Darker than Black, but combed a little to the side) They all looked at the boy with surprised, of not for the long scar on his face, he would be the most handsome boy any of them had seen.

Ruby walked over to the red blade, picking it up. It was beautiful to her. The black crossguard, the Crimson blade and the foreign runes on both sides of it. It looked like a sword one would see in a fairy tale. But the weirdest thing about it was the odd faint sounds she could hear holding it, it scared and fascinated her. She looked over to Umbra. "What is this sword called? Where did you get it?" She asked, almost geeking out. Umbra just snickered.

"It's called Tyrfing." He answered her, "And I found it lying in the woods long ago." She couldn't believe him, how could such a dark yet beautiful weapon be found so easily.

"You have to be kidding me, there's no way."

"Trust me, even I ask myself how I found it."

"Ruby!" Weiss yelled at her partner, "Now is not the time for weapon gazing." She then looked to Blake, "Do you have anything to tie his hands with?" Blake thought for a moment and then pulled out a spare ribbon that she hand in case the one on her head got cut for some reason.

"Yeah." She said as she went to tie the boys hands behind his back.

"Wait!" He said, "You need to take the sheath and put the sword in it." His expression was one of worry.

"Why?" Blake asked curiously, lifting an eyebrow.

"Because it is not good for other people to be exposed to it unsheathed." Ruby looked at it once more, sounds like whispers could still be lightly heard. "I'll surrender, if you sheath it." He said sincerely. Weiss angrily grabbed the sheath, pulled it off his back and throws it to Ruby. "Ok," He thought, "I still might be able to escape without one of them dying, I just got to let them give me a ride to Vale..."

Ruby took Tyrfing and sheathed it, then she put the sheath over her shoulder. "Ok," She said while pulling out her scroll, "Now we need to call Professor Goodwitch and find the others." Blake tied Umbra's hands with her ribbon and Yang was jubilant, she had accomplished what she seeked. Then Blake grabbed his throwing knife belt.

"Hey!" He said in protest as she removed it and strapped it on her. Then she felt the inside of his coat, finding more knives. After that, she went to where his hands were tied, sure enough, there was a dagger. "Shit..." Was all he thought. Then she found his satchel. She grabbed it and held observingly, his eyes widened when she sheathed her sword and looked in it. "No!" He screamed, "Please, leave that alone." He begged. She ignored him and looked in the bag. There was a few books, none she has ever read or heard of. A heavy bag of Lien. And...Photos?

The boy went silent as she pulled out one of the pictures. It was Umbra and three other boys, their arms were wrapped around each other's shoulders, their smiles were wide. The first one was redheaded and had yellow eyes, and the second on had dirty blonde hair and brown eyes and finally a guy with silvery grey hair and navy blue eyes. They looked like they were in their early teens. A town was in the background and the photo seemed worn. Blake then felt sympathy for the boy and guilt for her actions.

"What is it?" Weiss asked.

"Nothing." She answered, putting it back in the satchel. She looked at the boy, all the savage rage and sadistic happiness was gone, only leaving sad dead eyes. Eyes that had seen much strife and pain. Blake then looked over to Ruby who talked with Miss Goodwitch, sending her their coordinates.

"Yeah, we're ok Professor, but we are all very drained." Said Ruby, "See you when you get here, bye." With that Ruby was done with the call. She walked toward her teammates, "Does anyone know where JNPR is?"

"I think that they're back where we were." Yang answer, pointing back up the hill. The girls all sighed at the realization that they needed to get back to the road. Weiss grabbed the boy she held her rapier against and hoisted him up.

"Get up!" She commanded, he obeyed. He turned his head back to her and grinned roguishly. She then saw his face for the first time clearly. He was handsome, but that meant nothing to her in this situation. She thought for a second about what she felt in that one moment when...whatever that was happened. No, he is a worthless murdering criminal and that's it.

"Sure thing! Whatever you command, your majesty." When he said that, her conviction was reinforced.

"Shut up." She said, poking him with Myrtenaster. He just looked forward, his sarcastic smile faded into the look of failure that it was seconds before. He looked at her pale face, it reminded him of the moon. He reflected on that moment that broke his concentration in their battle, he felt something familiar yet different. Like they gazed into each other's souls for a moment. No, there's no way an Atleasian Rich girl like her could understand him. Especially a Schnee, a Schnee for Oums sake. They were one of the wealthiest and most powerful families in Remnant. He refused to think that she could understand him, understand the pain and torment of his loss. No, and that's that.

They traveled back to where they had came, but there was something on their minds. "Where are Grimm? We've not seen one all day." Blake realized. The girls eyes widened, they had been so focused on capturing Umbra, that Grimm had slipped away from their mind. At this, the Reaper snickered.

"I know where most of them are." He said bound and with Weiss behind him, "Their busy feasting on the Defilers camp." The girls then remembered the story that Sally had told them. "I'd say that Grimm up to fifty miles away are rushing to feed of that negativity-scarred place. The amount of pain and suffering that the victims felt and the Defilers experienced when I killed them must be a beacon of blood for them. Though I say that there probably are some still lurking about." The girls looked at this boy with horror, he talked about killing score loads of people like it was nothing to him.

"Why do you talk about taking lives like it's nothing?!" Blake said, looking at the boy with fury, remembering the stories of his brutal attacks upon the White Fang. The Scarface boy just bowed his head and sighed.

"You girls wouldn't understand, I've not took the lives of men, but monsters." He said, his face frowning.

"Maybe you should look in a mirror." Weiss said sarcastically behind him, making him growl with anger.

"Shut up Princess, I don't need a lecturing by a rich girl who had everything handed to her." He countered, she hissed with anger.

"At least I ain't a Mass Murdering Thief who paints himself as a hero." She said with spite.

"Oh, so you know about my dust robberies?" He said, putting on a fake smile. "Good, I want your criminal family feel the pain of every crystal I've stolen. And it turns out, killing scum and robbing dust is a very profitable business." Weiss fumed up as she heard what he said about her family.

"Shut up!" She said burying her blade into him a little. "Don't you dare insult my family!" She yelled learning towards his ear. He turned with a grin again. His red eyes, black hair, long scar and devilish smile made him look like a demon.

"Both of you be quiet!" Yang commanded frustrated at the two's bickering, her eyes turned crimson for a second. Umbra and Weiss went silent after that. Ruby looked at the boy, not in anger, but in pity. She wondered what could happen to someone to make them such a way. As the group traveled through the woods, they were silent. The girls just kept focus on where they're going. Umbra just walked where Weiss pushed him, his head hang low and had a dead face of defeat again.

Eventually they got back where he fought team RWBY after he mopped the floor with team JNPR. Ruby and Yang yelled for them, then after a minute, two Redheaded Girls carrying two guys came out of the woods. Only one of the boys were awake. When they saw the boy, absolute scorn appeared on their face. Both girls gave him a look of intense anger. Umbra felt uneasy, not for for what he did or their anger. Their hair made him uneasy, for people who were very close to him had the same hair color. When they reached them, Nora threatened him.

"Do not look at me or Ren, for what you did, I'll break your legs." She hissed at him. The usually happy girl went over by a Tree with Ren's arm over her shoulders, helping him walk. Pyrrha walked over to Ruby with Jaune over her shoulders, all the while giving Umbra a murderous glare.

"How is he doing?" Ruby asked her. She shook her head.

"He's been out since He attacked him." She said with clear disdain in her voice, putting emphasis on Umbra. "Jaune's alright, but he needs to see the nurse in the Infirmary back at Beacon."

"Well Miss Goodwitch is on her way. We have to just wait." Ruby said, trying to ease Pyrrha's worry.

So they waited, the teens kept on guard for Grimm and Weiss kept guard on Umbra. She thought about the day they've all had and their fight with the murderer in front of her. She had to admit, he was skilled. If not for whatever happened between them, she would've lost and he would've have been ready for her teammates. She kept denying what happened though, she had seemed to seen who he was and what he felt. Anger, spite, sadness, loneliness and despair. She had felt his desire to spare them, because of guilt from long ago and had challenged him when he threatened to kill her. Yet she refuses to listen to that side of her that says "He's just like you." The white haired Heiress just stood there watching the fugitive that they hunted.

Umbra felt eyes on him, the teens when they weren't watching the woods watched him. He was uncomfortable, he had overcome the embarrassment of his scar but he felt guilt from their piercing eyes. "How am I gonna get out of this one..." He then heard a familiar voice.

"Well, how's that plan going?" The sword said to him mentally. He just sighed and look over to Ruby who was watching the woods. He stared at the sword on her back.

"Shut up Tyrfing, I don't need this right now." He replied through his mind.

"Well it not my fault you lost to a bunch of teenagers. After all, when you use me, I lose consciousness and just get intoxicated."

"I said shut up!" He growled in his mind. Then before he could continue, a bullhead came from the south in the sky. Luckily, they were in a opening in the trees. It descended down in front of them, the side opening up. There was a blonde woman with glasses on standing, looking straight at Umbra with a look so intense, that it could crack glass. Ruby went over towards her.

"Professor Goodwitch, we have completed our mission." The red cloaked girl told her with a sense of pride, then she pointed to the boy "Here is the Dark Swordsman, Umbra." Umbra then put on a smile.

"Hello Miss Goodwitch, I'd shake your hand, but I'm afraid mine are tied." He said sarcastically.

"Mister Redson, you have been a pain to find, but thankfully this trip didn't extend pass this day." She walked towards him. "You do realize that the amount of murders and thefts you've committed can have you locked away for life or executed?"

"I don't care about your laws, I only have one goal in life and when that's done I can die." He said darkly, making everyone there look at him in surprise.

"What is that goal, may I ask?" Said Goodwitch.

"Now why would I tell you that?"

"Well, whatever it is, you can tell Professor Ozpin." She told him. His eyes widened.

"Professor Ozpin?" He said, "You mean your not taking me straight to prison?"

"Not yet, Professor Ozpin, Headmaster of Beacon Academy, wants to talk with you." The Woman told him. She then went over to team JNPR, leaving him dumbstruck. Nora and Pyrrha stood beside the unconscious body of Jaune and Ren who had fell asleep.

"What happened to them?" She asked the two girls, they looked at her with sad eyes.

"Jaune was knocked out and Nora was tricked into hitting Ren." Glynda looked back at Umbra with scorn, he just put on a brash smug smile. She then looked back to them.

"In the Bullhead, there are stretchers. Both of you go get them and put these two on them." The girls did as asked, she then pulled out her scroll. She had refrained from checking it, the two boys were in the red, team RWBY all practically borderline red except Weiss who was not too far behind. The two girls she sent to the bullhead were in the green. She with a worrisome expression looked at the boy. He had almost beaten her students, he incapacitated two, one of them by not even himself. She had been right to be against this risky plan of Ozpin's.

But, at the same time, it proved him right. The boy didn't want to kill them, so he tried to wear them down. But he somehow lost to them. She knew that if he had not been merciful, then she would collecting corpses and he would've disappear into the mountains. Umbra stood there with Weiss still holding him up with her rapier, his face was once again dead.

On the Bullhead, in the sky.

Umbra did not like riding in the Bullhead, seven females glared at him. That all-Girl team that he almost defeated, those two Redheads and that Teacher. They all had different looks, but they all except for one had a look of anger. The Blonde Brawler looked at him with a cocky "Try something, I dare you" look. The Ice Princess looked at him with absolute scorn. Ninja Girl glared at him with anger on her face, but pity in her eyes. The Redheaded girls looked like they wanted to Crucify him. The Blonde Professor looked ready to strike him down if he did anything. The only Girl who didn't look eager to skin him alive was little Red Riding Hood, who gave him a sorrowful look.

He felt uncomfortable, his scar didn't help. His hood was still down, that was a big no no for him. His skin felt like insects were crawling under his skin, he felt like a walking corpse. He gritted his teeth.

"Could one of you, um, put my hood up?" He asked nervously. Six of the seven looked confused at this, then Weiss got up and walked over to him with fury in her steps. She looked at him with fury in those ice blue eyes of hers, eyes that reminded him of Her. She grabbed the leather hood behind his head and pulled it up angrily. She then turned around and marched back to her seat. He felt a lot more calm now, but he needs to conduct a plan. This little diversion from his quest is going to require an escape, a mad dash to Vale and then boarding a airship to Vacuo to kill Him.

He would do this after having a little chat with this "Ozpin" After all, he needs to know if he knows anything about the Last Legion. He looked at the team that defeated him. Those girls were lucky they're kids, if they sent older hunters after him, he would have killed them mercilessly. He observed them, the girl that uses the scythe could have really had been the most dangerous one there if she was trying to kill him. He remembers fighting The Grim Reaper, the most dangerous assassin that the Last Legion ever had. Defeating that son of an bitch caused some of his enemies to call him The Reaper, especially the White Fang.

The Blonde girl about had him with her semblance, but unfortunately for her, one of the most powerful things about his semblance is the ability to drain others Aura to make him stronger. The most intriguing thing about her was that her lavender eyes turned red like his. The ravenette girl was quick and agile, if she was assassin she would have been on of the deadelest ones he fought. But thanks to that one bodyguard of that one gang leader, he knew what to do with people who have weapons like hers.

Then finally, the Schnee. She was formidable, but would have fell before him if she was an foe who sought his death. Though the thing that interests him the most of all of tonight was when that weird moment happened. He doubted that she really felt like that, he knew the Schnees, he had witness some "Unofficial" Dust deals they had with some of Remnants worse, including the Last Legion. Could she be different from those family members of hers that she saw?

"It-It was nothing." He reassured himself.

Beacon Academy, Air Docks.

The Bullhead descended upon the ground, Umbra got ready. When it opened up, four guys in medical gear got aboard. They carried out Jaune and Ren, Nora and Pyrrha followed. Then Goodwitch got up and directed RWBY to get as well. "We're going to escort him to Ozpin's office." Then Yang and Blake grabbed Umbra by the shoulders and hoisted him up. The boy silent about the whole ordeal. When they got out of the transport ship, Umbra saw perhaps one the most beautiful sights he ever saw.

Beacon academy glowed in the night hours, the tower was a beacon of celestial light compared to dark sky that surrounded it. It was a sight one he was sure She would have wanted to see. They pushed him onwards like a convicted criminal to the gallows to hang. There was no students out but the group that captured him, not surprising since its two in the morning. When they got to the tower, there was a lobby and receptionist at a desk. She told them that Mr.Ozpin expected them. Then they corralled Umbra into a elevator that was rather wide.

The boy had his hood pulled down by the Professor. "Hey!" He angrily growed, "Why did you do that?"

"Because, Ozpin told me before this entire mission started that he needs a good look at you for some reason." She answered, Umbra just sighed and frowned, his eyebrows making him look angry. Team RWBY was about to fall over from staying up all night, but they managed to kept it together. When the elevator reached the top, there was a ding. The doors slide open to reveal a room adorned in gears and in the far back of it a metal desk. At the window stood a man with grey hair holding a cup of coffee, staring out over his school.

He turned around to them, a kind smile on his face. "Glynda and Team RWBY, I have been anticipating your arrival ever since I gotten word of your encounter with the boy." He then noticed that JNPR was not here. "May I enquire about what happened to Mr.Arc and his team?"

"It's his doing." Said Weiss, pointing to the Scarred Face boy, "He severely hurt Jaune and Ren." Ozpin then examined the boy. His face went blank with a frown.

"That's unfortunate, I will visit them in the infirmary later." He then walked towards Umbra. "So, I see this is the infamous Dark Swordsman." The Reaper lifted his head up with a determined look, his eyes fierce. "So tell me, what is your name?"

"My name is Umbra, Umbra Redson." He answered, Ozpin just smiled.

"Nice to formally meet you, I'm Professor Ozpin." The Headmaster told him, and turned to the tired teens. "Would you all please put his stuff on my desk? And please undo his binds." The teens complied, confident of Ozpin's ability to handle the boy. Blake untied Umbra's hands and went to her team. After they all put his stuff on display for Ozpin, they waited for comes next. "Team RWBY, you have done a fine job today, accomplishing a mission I thought would be taken care of in three days than in one. For completing this tiresome and tedious task, I am giving you and Team JNPR the rest of the week off." The four tired girls shot open with energy.

"Thanks Professor Ozpin!" Ruby jumped with joy, already thinking of what to do with this time.

"No need to thank me, you all proved yourselves to be true Huntresses in training. I'd say from fighting him, you are tried. So please, go get some rest." Umbra didn't like being talked about right in front of him.

"Hey!" He interrupted, "Don't talk about me like I ain't here!" Ozpin look at him.

"I'll get to you in a minute." He looked back to RWBY. "I will discuss more with you all tomorrow, dismissed." The four girls turn around to exit the room, Umbra watched them leave. When they were in the elevator, the boy and the girls gazed at each other before the doors slide close and they left. Ozpin and Glynda talked about some stuff he didn't catch while he pondered about those weird girls. When he looked up, the Blonde lady was also walking towards the elevator. "Thank you Glynda, for trusting me." He told her.

"Ozpin, please don't do anything like this again, goodnight." She said that as the elevator opened and she entered.

"That thing is incredibly fast." Umbra thought. As she left, Ozpin turned around and walked towards him.

"Now Mr.Redson, would you please take a seat at my desk?" He gestured to a chair that faced his desk.

Umbra felt a part of him telling him to kill this man, another told him to talk to him. He complied. As he sat down, the Headmaster walked to his seat parallel to the Swordsman's. When he sat down, he said something rather weird.

"So I see," He said, "You have red eyes." This made Umbra confused.

"So?"

"Red eyes are a...very rare trait." Ozpin then grabbed Tyrfing and unsheathed it. Umbra's eyes went wide open, and he about screamed, but...nothing happened when the man pulled the sword out. He observed the blade with a stoic face.

"Well, this is quite the blade, I can see that's it's made out of a foreign metal like redsteel, it's grip is warped in a comfy leather and this inscription..." Ozpin look up at the pale boy, "Do you know what this says?"

"No, is it some ancient language or shit?" He responded with a shrug.

"Something like that, Umbra, have you ever heard of Darkspeach?" Ozpin asked with a brow crooked

"No."

"Well, I studied the old language once and this says some very foreboding things."

"Like what?" Umbra's eyes widened again.

"Some other time perhaps, what is it called?" Umbra felt anger rise a little in him.

"Tyrfing. Why won't you tell me what it says?" He said agitated.

"Because saying Darkspeach can have negative consequences, some phrases can be curses or traps." He sheathed the boys sword, "Besides, I didn't have you brought to me to read descriptions on swords, I was merely curious about the sword I heard so much about." Ozpin then settled in his seat.

"Why did you have me brought here? I thought the Kingdoms sent Criminals to prison?" The Dark Swordsman said.

"I had you arrested for a multitude of reasons, but I was perhaps most interested in why someone who wore a certain Huntsman's coat and fought some with his techniques would be operating outside of the Kingdoms." Ozpin then leaned in, his mug in his hand "But seeing your last name, I presume Damien Redson was your older brother?" Umbra tensed up at the mention of his mentors name.

"Um, yes….he was…." He responded, looking down with sadness. Ozpin gazed at him in pity.

"Well, I have a letter I received years ago..." He says as he searched through his cabinet, pulling out a worn envelope "A letter asking me to agree to meet with him and his student in Vale the next week to evaluate him for future admission to my school after training him, so his student doesn't have to go to a junior academy like Signal. But he and his student never came." Ozpin then put the envelope down, "After doing some research, I found that Damien had died in his home town along with the rest of his family. Apparently, some group of bandits had-" Umbra interrupted him.

"Can you please not talk about that? I rather not think of that day..." Umbra said, his head hang down.

"Pardon me, I don't mean to bring up any memories. But is this event what lead to you wandering the world, killing bandits?" Umbra looked up at him with an expression of pure anger.

"Yes, but it wasn't any ordinary group of bandits, it was the Last Legion! " Ozpin's eyes went wide at this, "Ah, yes, you know about them don't you? The group that the Kingdoms cover up in fear of how people would react to the fact that a "deserted" continent has a huge army that wants to take over the world." Ozpin knew what he talked about, The Last Legion was a bigger threat than the White Fang.

Comprised of Humans and Faunus, they are ruthless. They raise entire towns, everyone they come across would either be slaughtered or be dragged back to one of their ships to never know freedom again-to be made slaves in their service. They fought the Kingdoms from the shadows, sometimes committing assassinations on officials while trying to make it seem like the White Fang did it. They wanted to restore a long fallen Empire, and expand it past it's original borders. In short they were one of the biggest threats on Remmant to the peace that had been secured. Ozpin knew that plans were made years ago to wage a quick decisive war to utterly crush this threat, but then the White Fang started to commit terrorism...and they've only gotten stronger.

"So I see, you're after revenge." Ozpin said, taking a sip of coffee.

"You're damn right I am." Umbra said with anger, "And I would be on my way to massacre more of those bastards if you didn't send a bunch of kids to capture me." Ozpin signed.

"I understand why such a goal would be present in your mind, but what you've been doing is illegal." Umbra looked up at him with a sneer.

"Had it occurred to you, Ozpin, that I don't give a shit?" He said rude and sarcastic. Ozpin didn't show any anger, he just sighed again.

"Listen, I understand what's it's like to lose those you love. But, you aren't doing them any favors by going around the world leaving piles of bodies behind you." Ozpin picked up the envelope, "And doing this outside the Kingdoms authority is only painting a target on your head, albeit slowly. So I'm going to offer you a deal." Ozpin then put down his coffee mung, "You're brother was a great Huntsman, although controversial. Any recommendation of his is one to consider, and seeing how your skilled even though he didn't get to complete training from him. Not to mention that he didn't go easy on anyone, and I doubt he would go easy on family." Umbra was starting to get confused.

"So I'm offering you an opportunity to not go to prison, to instead allow you to attend my school and become an Official Huntsman." Ozpin smiled after getting his goals known. Umbra was dumbstruck, for a whole myriad of reasons.

"Why would you want me to attend your school?" The Reaper just gestured to himself, "Do you not know who I am? What I've done? Heck, I've hurt your students."

"You've hurt them, not killed them. I predicted that you wouldn't massacre them because of your patterns in eyewitness accounts. And because even though you've done bad things, it doesn't mean your evil. And this," He raised the envelope, "Tells of a Young man who wanted to become a protector of people." Umbra scowled.

"Well, sorry old man, that was a long time ago."

"Are you sure about that?" Ozpin asked, "I heard from a dusty old crow that you saved a girl last night." Umbra raised his eyebrow.

"I just helped her because a horde of Grimm were coming, I didn't protect her and hell, I didn't really even save her either." He thought back to the mentally unstable girl, after seeing how broken she was, he wished that he left her, or put her out of her misery. Ozpin opened the envelope and pulled the letter out.

"Here is what your brother wrote about you: Headmaster Ozpin, my Apprentice is a good hearted boy, he wants to become a Huntsman to protect people and make the world a better place. He has the skill and the determination, all he needs is the teachers and knowledge to accomplish his goals. I want you to meet him, and see if he could have a spot at Beacon in a few years." Umbra recoiled at hearing what his brother wrote, "Is this not true Umbra?" Ozpin asked.

Umbra lowered his head, memories of bygone age flowed in his mind, one in particular.

A long time ago.

A teenage boy and girl laid in the soft grass. They gazed at the broken moon and the stars, and talked about life.

"What do you want to do when you get older?" The boy asked.

"I want to be an astronomer," The girl answered, "We know so little about space, and we do nothing to try and reach it. It's just so stupid, who knows what we could find up there." She raised her arm and gesture above them to the heavens. "I mean, ain't it beautiful?" The boy smiled.

"Yeah, it really is." The girl turned her head.

"What do you want to do?" She asked, the boy narrowed his eyebrows and lifted his fist.

"I want to become an huntsman, I want to help people. I want to protect people from monsters. Thankfully, Damien is offering to train me for a few years and then I'll go to one of those academies." Them the boy determined look turned into doubt, "But I'm just afraid."

"Afraid?"

"Afraid that-" He was silenced by the girl's hand on his shoulder.

"Umbra, you would be the best huntsman the world would ever see." He looked into her blue eyes,"You're noble, kind and brave. You can do anything, pursue your dream. Don't doubt yourself." They smiled at each other.

Beacon Academy Tower.

"Mr.Redson, are you ok?" Umbra looked up and broke out of his trance.

"Yeah I was in deep thought for a moment." Umbra loved those memories, but in the end, they're all gone.

"Well, it's rather simple. Either go to my school and become a Huntsman, or go to prison." Umbra thought deeply about this. He could go to jail, and try to escape, most likely ending in a bloodbath with Prison Guards. Or go to this school, train and be held back from avenging them all. Life sure does know how to get in his way. "Pursue your dream." He wanted to be a Huntsman back then, but that all changed that one fateful night. But here he was, life had given him an opportunity to carry out his old dream at the expense of his revenge. He couldn't give that up, he can't. He had to kill Him. But She would have wanted him to go.

He could see her bright face, looking at him with that smile. It ripped him apart. There had to be a solution. He rubbed his face, and looked up at the Headmaster with red dead eyes. "I'll go to your damn school." Then anger sprouted itself on his face, "But on one condition."

"What may that be?"

"You'll help me fight the Last Legion and their partners, and you'll let me kill them all." Ozpin frowned at hearing this. The boy wasn't going to let that go, but he couldn't erase his pain, but perhaps some students could help him. And the Last Legion was a threat nonetheless, and this boy was already an important piece on the board, he needed him.

"Ok, but you'll have to agree on my terms."

"What terms?"

"You'll be on a team." Umbra's eyes went wide.

"What?"

"You'll be added as an extra on an already established team. You'll be all four's partner and they'll be your parole officers."

"Listen here, Ozpin, I don't work well with others."

"That's something most students first say when they get here, but teamwork is essential for this school." Ozpin then readjusted himself in his seat. "Besides, someone has to keep track of you. Who isn't to say that you won't try and escape back to your journey?" Then the man put the letter on the table, "You'll be support for the team all around, such as helping any of them during a battle and you'll help them in training. They will watch you and help with you with getting adjusted. Do you accept?"

"Pfft, fine."

"Now then, my last term.You will not fatally hurt anyone at my school. The teams I sent after you were perhaps some of the tamest. There are some individuals at Beacon that I can see gaining your ire, you will not hurt them, you may fight them in combat class, but you will not kill them." Ozpin's face turned deadly serious. "If you fatally hurt any of my students, I will have you locked in the deepest, most secure prison in all of Remnant. Is there any rejections?"

"No."

"Well then," Ozpin smiled as he put the letter back in the envelope, "Get your stuff and come with me." As the grey haired headmaster got up, Umbra grabbed his things and put his sword back on his back. He couldn't believe that he was doing this. He followed the man towards the elevator that brought him up. "I'll assign a team to you tomorrow, for the rest of this night, you will sleep in a guest room on this tower." The Reaper just remained quiet for the rest of the ride. The elevator stopped on a mid level of the tower. There was a hallway with rooms like a hotel. It was clear to the boy that this was where visitors stayed, huntsmen and huntresses, council men and generals. Ozpin lead him to a door and opened it. "This will be your room tonight. Since it is early mourning, I will come get you around 9:00 or 10:00 AM. Goodnight." With the Headmaster left the boy who walked into his temporary room.

The Room in question was quite nice, resembling a flat. He walked directly for the bed, exhausted. He took his sword and it's sheath off and put it on the bed. He sighed and cupped his hands onto his face, this was not what he expected.

"So I see the plan's change dramatically." Tyrfing spoke. Umbra groaned.

"Yes, yes it has, but make no mistake, it doesn't matter how long it will take, I will kill Him for what's he done." Umbra told his weapon and companion aloud.

"Why would you throw away our lead to attend a combat school, do we not have proficient skill?"

"We do, it's just, I did want to be an Huntsman once, though those times are gone. When he brought up the past I thought of something She said once and it made decide to take his offer. But, I think I'll only go for a year."

"Well, that doesn't surprise me, but we should take note to investigate Vale. Though we seriously damaged the secret operations that the Last Legion were commencing last time we were there, they probably have reinstated them."

"I agree, we may not be heading for Vacuo, but I refuse to let the Last Legion win." Umbra then laid on the bed, "I'll go to this school, but Oz-Pin will help me get my revenge." Umbra looked at the broken moon through a window. He mind then returned to the battle he had with those Teams, they definitely hate him. He then thought back to that one girl, the Schnee. That moment replayed itself over and over again, her eyes, that weird feeling. He scowled, why would he think about a rich bitch. She is nothing but another Atleasian noble who exploits people, just like her family. There's no way she ain't like her ilk.

"Atleasians, nothing but a bunch of pieces of shits. At least the rich ones." He thought, he had seen the kind of depraved shit that Atleasian nobility indulges in. Whore houses composed of Kidnapped girls, Bandits under their thumbs, and exploitation of poor innocent people. He remembered one time stumbling into a place where they tortured abducted Faunuses for sexual pleasure. He remembered then butchering the clients. Their faces were filled with the fear that their victims felt. The boy closed his eyes and sighed, he went to sleep.

Beacon Academy, RWBY dorm.

Weiss Schnee was exhausted. She was in her nightgown, her white hair loose and free. She brushed her hair as she recounted the day's events. Mr.Ports class, The Mission, Lamplight, Globeflower Hill and that Criminal, Umbra Redson. That barbaric boy still lingered in her mind, it was annoying. She remembered their fight, he was brutal and strong. She remembered his words, they were rude and cunning. She remembered his eyes, full of rage and sorrow. She hated him.

As she looked at herself in the mirror and brushed, Yang came out of the bathroom in her night clothes. "Ahhhhhhh." She said refresh, "That's just what I needed after all we've done." Weiss looked at her blonde teammate, and then the room. Ruby was asleep and snoring on top of the rickety bunk beds they had put together, Blake seemed to be getting ready to sleep as well.

"That mission was...an experience to say the least." Blake said, "Those towns, those girls, that Mayor, that Sheriff and finally that Boy." Yang just smirked.

"He was easy," Yang bragged, "Did you see me when I knock him off that hill?"

"Yang," Blake said in disbelief, "He had you knocked out by a grab. That boy was far from easy, if he wanted us dead, we would be frozen corpses by now." Yang's demeanor darkened when she thought of that...pain.

"His semblance is dangerous," Yang said, "I don't normally give munch credit to opponents, but the pain when he grabbed me, it was like my very soul was being burnt." She walked to her bed above Blakes and climb onto it, "His semblance isn't any ordinary semblance, it had more than one ability."

"It's a little like mine in terms of complexity, but it seems to be unfocused from what I could tell. That's unusual because more complicated semblances have a theme." Weiss added, "My family has abilities centered around Glyphs for example. This boy had teleporting, reflexes and the ability to drain aura. What could that be centered around?"

"It's quite perplexing, to say the least. But we should just forget about it. We're not going to see that boy ever again most likely." Blake laid her head down and closed her Amber eyes, "Goodnight."

Weiss laid down herself, thinking of that moment.

She cringed when she remembered what she saw, that delusion. A murderer like that didn't deserve pity. She remembered hearing of his robberies, he's no better than those White Fang Terrorists. Her father went off about it, and she had made the mistake of wanting to talk to him. He screamed and ranted, called her stupid and said that the security guards deserve to die for letting him get the dust. She gritted her teeth, that boy had left dozens of bodies after he attacked. He didn't spare one Schnee Company Guard. He was a monster. With that, the Heiress fell asleep.

Headmaster Ozpin's office.

Headmaster Ozpin gazed out the window over his school, something he did a lot. He was...relieved. It had worried him that he wouldn't join his school. He was key in defeating Her, if he left who knows how long it would take the Witch to find out about him. She would undoubtedly send every resource she could to eliminate the boy. Ozpin took another drink of coffee. This had gone smoothly so far, but soon enough, he will have to tell the boy why he seeked him. But first, he needed the boy to settle in, and develop trust. He thought back to the boys mannerisms, it made him chuckle.

"He's just like he was."

Authors Note:

Whew, that was a long Chapter, I'm glad to finally release it. I know many of you will probably be like "HOW THE HELL DID HE LOSE LIKE THAT!!!" That will be explained later. There will be a Romance between Umbra and Weiss, just to reiterate. So please, tell me, what do you all think of the romance aspect so far? Any suggestions or advice will be much liked. Tyrfing is a reference to mythology, search it up. I will try to update more frequently this summer. If you like this Edgy story, Favorite or Follow. If you can, please Review. Thank you for reading. Until next time.