RWBY: The Unknown Sibling
(Harry is two years older than Ruby and three months older than Yang)

To the Anon who mentioned my timelines in ages. He is correct, Harry is the same age as Yang.

Last Time

The Officer looked at Neville, he didn't like the look of him. He went for his gun. Neville saw it, he felt something crack, his body flooded with magic and something else. Then he heard it 'Do not worry my friends. I AM YOUR SHIELD!'

A shield bloomed, gunshots rang out and silence fell.

(Quick rewind the holding cell the same time)

Harry's eyes widened "This is…interesting." He murmured as he wrapped Velvet in a hug.

Velvet looked at him, she saw that all of his muscles were suddenly taught, energy was pulsing through his body. It looked like he was ready to fight and die trying to take out the person only he could detect "Good interesting or bad interesting?"

Harry shrugged "Hopefully good interesting but also bad interesting."

Harry closed his eyes, he could feel aura building. The more aura and the denser the aura you had, the more you could detect. Velvet stiffened "Harry…"

Harry felt it "Holy Shit…Neville!...DUCK!" The next thing Velvet knew was Harry flipping the table over, breaking his handcuffs on his chair by splintering the chair itself, tackling Velvet and slamming himself behind the table and protecting Velvet as an explosion rocked the police station.

Three Officers rushed into the room, letting copious amounts of dust, which is typically found after explosions in rooms. Harry pulled Velvet up and they calmly walked out the room. Harry smirked, closed the door behind them and locked it.

(Front of the Station)

A crystal blue shield and erupted in front of Neville, reflecting the shot and deflecting a few others all over. Adam chuckled "My friend, you're a Tank if I've ever seen one."

Neville looked behind him "What do you mean by that?"

"Your semblance or magical ability, it comes from your soul. Your soul…"

"Makes you, who you are…Yeah Harry's taught me about that. So you're saying that this shield I've put up is my semblance. Then why am I a tank?"

Adam went to respond when a dry voice cut him off "Because you're a good man…No…You're a great man Neville. Much better than I, anyway. You're the defender of humanity and peoples hope, as for me…I'm the…"

"Criminal convict, who if he and his good for nothing Faunus bitch do not get back in their cells will be shot dead like fucking dogs." Screamed a pissed off Officer standing within grabbing range of Harry.

Velvet nodded at Harry, Harry sighed "You sure?"

"You've kept your temper enough. Make an example of him."

Harry smiled, and everyone gulped. AND, RWBY, The Staff and Neville quickly attributed this particular smile with one of utter satisfaction and duty to a cause. "Ruby…"

"No…Velvet's my friend. You're my brother. I, We, need to know." Ruby said already quaking slightly as she could feel the feeling of malice that was rolling off her brother.

Harry's were handcuffed to the back of a wooden chair. He was handcuffed in such a way that, when broken Harry had a makeshift Tonfa/Kusarigama at his disposal. Harry vanished, his body covered in lightning/electricity dust and he reappeared. The officer could not do a thing as one of the jagged pieces of wood slammed through the calf on both of his legs and then straight through the radius and ulnar in both arms before, he was punched in the intestines and then kneed in the ribs.

Everyone heard the ribs break with ease and the Officer let out a whimper as Harry let him drop to the floor. "He should live…What took you guys?"

Neville looked at Harry with a deadpan expression "You only decided to break out now? You must be getting soft."

"Not soft Nev, calmed down. Neville, I want you to meet Velvet Scarlatina, my Girlfriend, Adam Taurus, and Nanuuk Russet…"

"I've met them. We were planning a prison break until I decided to knock and ask for your release."

Harry sighed "No wonder I heard gun fire."

Neville looked at his friend with confusion "What do you mean?"

"The wankers here really do not like Trainee Hunters. They go out of the way to make our days harsh. They aren't a friend of Fauni either."

Neville chuckled "So I've heard. I've heard you take great satisfaction in pissing Fauni haters off."

Harry smiled sadistically "You know me so well…But why are you here?"

Neville nodded "The bushy haired know it all, volcanic weasels and that Old Bee are going to get you to come back."

Harry snarled but Velvet placed her hand in his "Calm down. Remember, they will have to pay after next Semester."

Harry smirked and faced Velvet, the fire in his eyes dying down "You, Velvet are bloody beautiful and amazing you know that don't you?"

Velvet giggled "Beautiful if you say so. Amazing…Yeah, I could say I am. Will probably want a medal that says 'saved the most students from coffins'…"

Ozpin smiled "I can arrange that…Now what can we do about Mister Longbottom?"

"He's technically about a month behind…Not able to start this term officially, but if we got him into an intensive catch up programme and did the same thing with say another fifteen we could have them officially join the first years in the Spring Semester."

Ozpin nodded "That's what we can do. Now what are we going to do for you Mister Longbottom for weapons?"

Neville spoke "I'm a bit chubby, my health isn't the best…but I've been said I am a Tank…"

"It means you stand there and be beaten up and look fucking awesome. You don't hit much but when you do, people feel it." Nanuuk said as he stretched and scratched his back. He stiffened as Damania got the bit he could not reach and he let out a satisfied moan. "I'm technically a Tank…But compared to the other teams I'm an offensive fighter…In fact…"

"HAND is the most offensive fighting team we have…Harry is pure ferocity, Adam charges and launches a devastating slice attack, Nanuuk is a Polar Bear and Damania is a Lioness and is the Team Leader in all but name."

"Why?"

"Because we LISTEN to her. Generally we are told 'Fight that way' and we're off…Harry, you know that is true." Groused Damania.

Harry shrugged "Will anywhere still be open?"

"There is a weapon smith that should still be open…" Ruby said before latching onto Harry and Neville and began dragging them out of the Police Station.

WBY, and CFY headed back to Beacon with Goodwitch and Ozpin leaving, Taiyang, Qrow, Summer, Harry, Velvet who was smiling at her boyfriend's bent double form.

"Velvet, lets have a quick chat." Velvet paled and joined Summer at the back of the group.

"Don't worry…This is about how Harry was on your date."

Velvet blushed "He was a gentleman. Little nervous and thus a bit full on."

Summer grinned "That's my son…Always with good intentions. Anyway what did you do?"

So Velvet explained what they did, the coffee, lunch, shopping all on him. Summer nodded "He's…"

"…Not had the best upbringing. I know, I saw his hands. We chatted a lot about it and he was surprisingly open. He didn't try and hide much but I sense he watered some stuff down. He was amazing. I honestly could say I'm falling for him. Even his brashness has a charm to it."

Summer grinned "He is his father's son…I worry that my daughter is going to have bought the entire shop."

Everyone found Ruby at the Weaponsmith "Your friend…He's a tank did you say? I have just the thing armour wise."

Neville followed and soon enough found himself looking at possibly the heaviest set of armour he had ever seen "My Fifth Grandfather built them. He called them 'Crusader Armour'. It looked like a medieval suit of battle armour powered by some sort of engine.

"Engine powered, powered by something called the 'Finest Engineering Work'. All I know is that it makes the wearer unmovable and hit like a Goliath especially if the rocket fuel engine is engaged."

Neville nodded "What else does it come with?" The owner pulled out five 'Crosses' all with a big red button on them.

"Barrier Field Generators. Two buttons. Red produces one of its own, the green pushes your aura through them. Although the red means you have to keep it near you."

Neville nodded "Red is dependent on your power. Green is dependent on your will power and physical shape?" The man nodded.

"What do you have for offensive capabilities?"

"The bastards who wore this tended to swing hammers and maces. We have a hammer that is powered on dust. You can swing the weapon and it emits a slice of fire that you can control, also we possess a arm holstered explode on contact grenade/mortar/heavy purpose cannon rounds." With that he pulled out a massive over armour gauntlet with a trigger and a switch.

"Switch makes it full auto, semi-auto, manual. The buttons swap between the rounds. Each of which come in the following sickle: 20-30 rounds, straights: 10-20, Drums: 40/60/100 prone to jamming but flick the switch, pull the slide back, slide forward, flick switch resume firing. Belts: As much as you like again same with Drums and Duplus X: Two mags of sickles or straights stuck together or two 40 drums."

Neville nodded "How much for all of this?"

"300,000 Yen."

"I'd get it kid. It'll be the best 300,000 you ever spend. I trust you can through some practise kit in as well?"

The man nodded "Would never think about not doing that. I'll even chuck in five years' worth of maintenance kit and instruction manuals."

"How am…"

"We'll cover it. You can pay us back as and when." Taiyang stated, he wanted to do something for his nephew's friend.

Soon enough they were leaving, everyone was carrying part of Neville's kit, and except for the Hammer which Neville was carrying himself. "We won't leave you behind."

They caught the airship back to Beacon, Neville found himself in a solo dorm room with the beds unassembled bar his.

(Next Morning)

Neville joined everyone at breakfast and the only small alteration he had made to his Uniform was his coat of arms were on his left shoulder. He had met up with Team JNPR and they had escorted him to breakfast.

"So you're not from here? Where are you from? What made you want to become a Hunter?" Gabbled Nora as she shoved pancakes into her mouth.

"Don't worry about her. She normally does that." Said Jaune.

Neville nodded "I'm from the same place that Harry comes from, so yeah. Not from here and as for where, I need to get the backstory from Harry…"

He was cut off as four loud boys entered the breakfast hall "Looky here, a new guy."

'What would Harry do? What would Harry do?' Neville thought as he felt the four boys surround him.

"You mind? Trying to eat here." Neville stated.

"You're sitting where we normally eat." Said the first one.

Neville looked around "Don't see your names on the seats. Now what is it?"

CRDL, whistled as Neville easily pissed of Dove "I don't…"

"Boys, picking on my best mate already? Beat it." A low voice called. It was reasonably packed in the breakfast hall. Everyone stopped eating as HAND entered.

CRDL spun around "We were…"

"Picking on the new guy. I know. Thanks for being honest. Now beat it. We have Goodwitch today…" CRDL paled, a vanished for a different table, Harry grabbed food and joined Neville.

"See you bet Team Cardinal…Assholes the lot of them."

"Is that utter assholes to everyone, or Malfoy assholes? You need to be more specific, because from what your team have told me…You're flipping on Malfoy-esque assholes."

Harry snorted "They are a Team of Malfoy's but thankfully are willing to put money where the mouth is and fight us instead of going through their parents…Now we need to see Ozpin."

Ozpin happened to be in a rather heated argument with the Vale Council. He was listening to them rant, when he heard the elevator ding "Enter."

The door opened and in strode Harry and Neville, the latter looking rather nervous. However the Council saw the students enter "Excuse me?"

Harry looked wiped his eyes and he looked around him "On the desk."

Harry nodded "Ah. You must be the…"

"Vale Council." Said one of the members, "Is he really a simpleton?"

"Not a simpleton, just someone who has a rather abrupt and impatient dislike with politics and politicians." Harry replied.

One of the Vale Council, the Head of the Exchequer snorted "Can I ask Mister…"

"Branwen. Councilman."

"Mister Branwen, what's your view on us?"

Harry sighed "I hate you. Don't worry, nothing personal. Just hate every single asshole who decides that politics should govern how things work. I mean I certainly didn't vote for some of view and your constitution is quite frankly abusive towards Faunus."

"We didn't…"

"Fuck off…If you say 'We didn't write it' my good nature will become non-existent. I have several complaints already to make. Since I severely doubt they will make it through the standard process I'm taking it straight to you."

The Exchequer snorted "You have a good nature?"

Harry smirked "I'm not setting things on fire. People aren't dead…I'd say that's good will that they're aren't dead yet."

The Council Woman in charge of Law scowled "You! You're the one who hospitalised several of my men."

"Technically they arrested us for no reason. Before you say it the arrested me due to me 'Being a Hunter'. They also felt up my girlfriend once I was in the car."

The Woman's eyes widened "Not what I've got here."

Harry sighed "Not interested. I'm here because my mate needs his aura unlocked. Furthermore, one of your men tried to shoot him."

"Three of them did actually…"

Harry's eyes narrowed as did a few of the councilmen "Your concerns Mister Branwen?"

"Your police force are cunts. Sort it out. Your bills, laws and regulations making Fauni second class citizens and allowing shops to use this to their advantage disgusts me. Sort it. The discrimination between Trainee Hunters and Huntresses and other walks of life. Sort it out."

"Or what?"

"I kill you…I come from a society where we learnt much darker and twisted ways to manipulate ones aura. I happened to be one of the best in the past hundred or so years…Care to test me?"

The council quickly disconnected the call "That's probably gonna bite me in the ass."

Ozpin grinned "Not really. I've brought this to them numerous times. Yet they haven't done anything. Now Mister Longbottom this may cause a mild discomfort. For it is in passing that we achieve immortality. Through this, we become a paragon of virtue and glory to rise above all. Infinite in distance and unbound by death, I release your soul, and by my shoulder, protect thee."

Neville found himself floating and then nothing.