Alright, welcome back to "Beacon's Bounty Hunter," also featuring the Trooper. This story has been rather well received, for a fandom category with a whopping 16 stories altogether. I'm glad you guys are enjoying this series so much.

I am going to let you know now: this series will revolve around the activities and actions of Dianok and Berr'ium, so don't expect to see those common canon points you see in a RWBY fic. You've seen and probably read through what happens in initiation, so why go through that stuff when it has nothing to do with the main characters. If anything, they'll make commentary on those points, such as the teachers watching initiation.

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Beacon Auditorium

"I'll… keep this brief." Ozpin started. In front of the Headmaster stood the assembled group of new first year students who would be entering the Huntsman Academy. To his right, Dianok glared out to the student body with his arms crossed; although no one could see it behind the fully polarized helmet, they all felt it, he was sizing them up. To his left, Glynda and Berr'ium stood stock straight as they gazed out into the crowd, the Major also had a helmet on.

The students all knew these four teachers. They were legends among legends. Ozpin and Goodwitch were household names in the kingdoms. The two in full armor, however, were enigmas among the student body and across the world. They both appeared around the same time, about three years ago, their backgrounds unknown to but a few. But they all heard the titles: The Major and The Arsenal, a powerful duo who could tear through the Grimm like paper. They also heard the stories: that their weapons could pop an Aura in a couple shots, they never seemed to run out of ammo or explosives, and they never took off their helmets.

To Dianok, who had heard Ozpin's "Welcoming" speech a few times before, this was all ceremony, and not the fun kind, with drinking, blasters, and yelling. He had to be here because he was Beacon's top disciplinary enforcer (Glynda happily gave him that job, he was more sadistic than her) and fourth in command of the entire school. Looking through the new students, a few caught his eye, while some he was unimpressed with. He knew that the famed champion of Mistral, Pyrrha Nikos, would be attending, just not that she would look so uncomfortable doing so. He noticed she would shy away from some conversations and plaster on a smile when some went up to talk to her. 'Looks like someone doesn't like the fame,' He thought. He also noticed the young girl from the night before, evidently Ozpin let her in after all.

To Berr'ium, this was the moment of a student's life where they were to be inspired to greatness. How Ozpin's speech did that, he had yet to learn. Being the third in charge of the school, under Glynda, and being its defense coordinator, he and Dianok were here to do the inspiring, and the intimidating. He inspected the new blood in the academy, and frowned at the arrogance he saw. The Schnee heiress radiated haughtiness, which he only observed more of before the speech. There was a well-built man in full plate mail who constantly shoved others around, a bully then. Dianok would deal with that.

Ozpin finished his speech and stepped aside for Glynda. "You will gather in the ballroom tonight; tomorrow, your initiation begins. Be ready. You are dismissed." With that, the crowd begun to disperse. Dianok and Berr'ium moved offstage to get ready for their least favorite job, chaperone duty.


Beacon Ballroom- later that night

"I hate this job," Dianok groaned into his headset. Sitting in the rafters with nothing but a stun blaster and a camouflage unit, he was supposed to sit up here all night, making sure none of the students tried to pull anything. The one upside to this was that he could take off his helmet under stealth, even then it wasn't much.

"At least you get the chance to shoot something," the Major suggested over the comms. "I'm stuck in a stuffy office watching security cameras." It was true, in a small room a few doors away, Berr'ium was leaning back in a chair watching a whole lot of nothing on a wall of screens. He had taken off everything but the bodysuit, letting him relax somewhat.

"Oh, sucks to be you!" The Bounty Hunter jeered back. "You get a nice cushy office chair, while I dangle from three stories up, must be hard." He did a once over from his position, before laying back on a support. "What do you think of these kids?"

"There are a few with promise, but I'm not impressed yet," the Havoc Squad leader answered honestly. "Most are rude, arrogant, or trying to hide something."

"Right you are," Dianok peered at a girl with a black bow trying to read, before a blond girl pushed Ruby over to her. "They all have a fallacy to them, something that makes them weak." At this he stared at the blond girl. "Isn't that the girl who Gault claimed wrecked Junior's place? Miss Hothead?"

Moving a camera to get the proper view, Berr'ium squinted at the screen. "Looks like it. She definitely fits the description." He pulled up the file with the corresponding person and read it aloud. "Yang Xiao-Long, daughter of Taiyang Xiao-Long and Raven Branwen."

"Great, a Xiao-Long and Branwen," Dianok groaned with a small grin, remembering a meeting they had with Xiao-Long and Qrow Branwen. The bar still hadn't fully restocked on the amount of booze they drank that night, or fixed the scorch marks and bullet holes. Truly, it was a celebration fit for a Mandalorian. "I pity her partner."

"No way," Berr'ium laughed. "Pity the Schnee's partner. That meeting with Winter still gives me a headache."

The Champion nodded at that. "We'll just have to see what they got tomorrow, hopefully they won't be AS unbecoming." With that, the two settled into their tasks, remaining silent as the candles were blown out.


Beacon Cliffs- The Next Day

"So, what exactly is a landing strategYYY!..." Jaune cried out as he catapulted into the Emerald Forest. Glynda, Ozpin, Berr'ium, and Dianok all watched as the students took their first steps into Initiation, some more serious than others.

Dianok, despite having seen this before, always got a kick out of those few students who were not expecting Ozpin's… unique method of teaching. Chuckling behind his helmet, he turns to his fellow teachers, who have all taken out their Scrolls and have begun to monitor the progress of the first years. He and Berr'ium were here for the Initiation because contrary to popular belief, it was Berr'ium who assigned team leaders, not Ozpin, and Dianok was the advanced combat instructor, who hand-picked the students in his class. He also was the one who went to retrieve the students who were in dire need of aid due to his rather fast modes of transportation. Ozpin was, of course, lying that there would be no intervention; though if that intervention came, it came with a notice of expulsion on most occasions.

As they looked on, they watched the various teens use their own landing strategies, and made comments and critiques amongst themselves.

"I know they may not have any other way," Dianok started. "But wasting that much ammo just to land is going to be detrimental in the long run." Berr'ium nodded at this, some students had used a full magazine of rounds in their landing strategy, and some of those students didn't have many spares on them.

"Cardin Winchester and Russel Thrush have officially partnered up," Glynda reported. Dianok took off his helmet right then and spat on the ground, muttering curses and insults in Mando'a. "Mr. Cadera," she warned, using Dianok's adopted and disguise surname. "I know you have issues with the Winchester household after the Councilor wrote you off as a coward for not taking off your mask, then disrespecting your wife, then Torian, then calling you out on your honor..." She blinked, confused. "Where was I going with this?"

"You were going to let me use Councilor Winchester's son as my personal punching bag," Dianok instantly responded with complete seriousness. Glynda just groaned and shook the headache off, as did the Major.

"Oz, you're not seriously thinking of letting him do this again, right?" Berr'ium pleaded. Ozpin, to his credit, considered his decision for a few moments, or at least, acted like he did before shrugging and returning to his Scroll.

"Every teacher has their own method," Oz explained. Dianok grinned smugly before turning back to his own Scroll. "Mr. Cadera simply has a more 'hands on' approach to teaching. I see nothing wrong with it."

It should be known that Professor Cadera enjoyed using the team who he deemed "the biggest prats," as the first subjects of every demonstration, which entailed said team fighting an unknown enemy with no prior knowledge beforehand, while the rest of the students get to study said new opponent's attacks and styles. This usually left said teams in large amounts of pain. This was well known throughout the student body, as well as the parents and guardians of the teams. No one called him out on this though, as meeting the dubbed "Arsenal of Beacon" proved to be a rather intimidating event.

"Oh poor Ruby," Berr'ium started, changing the subject rather suddenly. Dianok swapped cameras to match the Trooper's as he continued his commentary. "She's been paired with Ms. Schnee, though I personally don't see how this partnership will work out."

"Why is she walking away?" Dianok asked.

"Perhaps they will be good for each other in the long run," the Headmaster argued. "The differing views and ideals may make them a better team after a few rough points in the beginning. After all, didn't you two become a dangerous duo after a bumpy start?" Dianok snorted from beside Berr'ium. "Bumpy start" was an understatement. They'd been opponents in a war, not some friendly rivalry. But the point was made, and the teachers continued to monitor the progress, even being slightly surprised by Weiss returning.

After a long period of acknowledging partners, the four watched as teams began to form. It was ten minutes after CRDL was formed and left that Yang and Blake arrived, then Ruby and Jaune through less conventional methods, then Ren and Nora, Pyrrha, then Weiss.

"Think they can fight an Elder Nevermore and a full grown Deathstalker?" The Major asked, slightly concerned for the students. The Grimm were high level, true, but these eight seemed to have the odds in their favor.

"Not with stunts like Rose pulled there, but I'm gonna hope that was a onetime thing," the Bounty Hunter criticized. Their eyes were glued to the scenes on their Scrolls, the enthralling and thrilling battle unfolding. The Mandalorian even whooped and cheered at the kills they gained, impressed with the teamwork and unorthodox methods they used. Glynda turned to her *ahem* esteemed colleague, who only shrugged with, "I told you the Arc would come to surprise you, Rose too."

After the fights, Ozpin turned to Berr'ium and, using his disguise surname, asked "Well, Mr. Dorne, have you completed your analysis of the two teams and their new leaders?" He knew who would be chosen, they all did, but Ozpin chose to make it official anyway.

"For the newly dubbed Team RWBY," Berr'ium began in a rather official tone, almost smug. "I promote Ruby Rose to Team Leader. For the newly dubbed Team JNPR, I promote Jaune Arc to Team Leader. I'll let you do the formal assembly, I'll see them in class tomorrow." The Havoc Squad Leader turned and walked back to the school, Dianok joining him soon after. After all, they had lessons to prepare for tomorrow.


Yeah, I don't know how I felt about this one. This chapter was one I kinda just needed to get out of the way before the fun stuff happens next time. The necessary evil, per say. Either way, there will be much violence to be had next chapter! And we also get to see our two heroes' "teaching" methods.

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Spoilers ahead!

The Bounty Hunter's Storyline revolves around your character's rise to fame. From a simple hired gun taking in a few credits per job, to one of the most dangerous people in the galaxy, rolling in dough. You are faced with many challenges and opponents: Mandalorians, Jedi, Sith, Military, all leading up to the final quest: Do you cash in on the Bounty placed on the Supreme Chancellor himself, or do you turn on the warmongering Dark Council member who's been using you as a puppet!

Hope that sums it up man!

This is Theothergy (The-Other-Guy) signing off!