Shadow and me both worked on this chapter. Just a little start up, the action is soon to come though. Shadow next ones on you buddy! Enjoy!

Chapter 1 : Beacon and Rynception

After the train incident, Ryner decided to go grab a drink. After a ten minute walk to the bar, Ryner got there. "A normal soda please." The bartender nodded and went to the pump to pour. Ryner still had blood stains across his jacket, and his hair was knotted in places. He adjusted, realising he was almost alone in the bar, minus the bartender and a man in the back corner.

As the bartender served his drink, Ryner heard the door creak open. Putting it down to another customer, the bartender went up front. "What can I get you?" He asked.

"All your money." One of the guys', presumably the ring leader replied. They all pulled out some kind of katana.

'Great, more White Fang goons thinking they're the big cheese.' Ryner thought.

"What are you going to do?" Legion asked.

'I dunno, I gotta bide my time.'

"Hey, you!" One of the robbers said. Ryner sighed. 'They never learn do they?' "Put your hands in the air human!"

"I'm part faunus you know?"

"Oh yeah, what kind?"

"Eagle, Panther and Dragon."

"Ha! Nice try kid, but those kind of faunus' haven't been seen in a long time."

"Well spread the word, cause I'm here and kicking." Ryner ducked the punk's katana. "Well, that was rude." He kicked upwards to hit the faunus in the chin, then drew Forgiveness in its revolver form and turned it into it's blade form, then slicing upwards, slashing the katana in two. He then smashed his fist into the faunus' face, knocking him out cold.

The faunus turn their katana's into gun form and open fire.

What they didn't expect was the pair of golden feathery wings that materialized on the boys back. "Like I said, Eagle Faunus." He then drew Oblivion and open fired, hitting most of their guns. He took out the last one by fly kicking him out the window.

He heard a gun cock behind his head. He turned around to be met with a 50cal. Pistol in the face. "Well, wasn't expecting this." He said dryly. "Hmm, you've messed up this operation, can't have you running around can we?"

"Yeah, no." Ryner then springboard heel kicks the arm and throws a haymaker at the wielder. The wielder caught the fist and retaliated by kicking Ryner in the gut. He then spun to backhand fist Ryner in the jaw. Ryner ducked this and responded with a head-butt to the ribs. He then slammed the sole of his foot into the wielders jaw, sending him flying into a table.

He then heard a steady clapping behind him, he whirled around to meet the source, he was met with a grey haired man with, interestingly enough, black eyebrows. He walked with a cane, which was strange for someone around his age.

"Twice in one day" He said, approaching Ryner calmly even though Forgiveness and Oblivion were still out. "I must say, you surprised me."

"And who are you meant to be?" Ryner asked him suspicious.

"I am Professor Ozpin. Head of Beacon Academy for Hunters." He extended a hand, which Ryner took, putting away his weapon as he did. "And might I say, Mr Hunter, your father couldn't match your potential."

Ryner was startled. How did this guy know his name, and with that, who his father was. He could hear Legion at the back of his mind calling for him to slice his throat on the spot, but this man didn't seem like much of a threat.

"We could use talented fighters like you at Beacon." He continued, reaching into his pocket and handing Ryner a business card. "Even if they have… baggage." And with yet another question swirling around, He walked off out of the bar, leaving Ryner alone in the blooded bar.

"Why didn't you kill him?" Legion demanded.

'I gave him the benefit of the doubt. He's head of a Hunter school, they are the good guys.'

"They kill creatures of Grimm, something YOU have bonded with. You are their enemy."

'In that case,' Ryner grinned. 'I should keep my enemies close.'

The departure ship to Beacon was filled with talented young fighters. Ryner couldn't stand being in such congested environment, it made him anxious, and when he was anxious he felt like slicing things.

Legion wasn't too happy either. He wasn't one for loving the youth (and he often told Ryner this), but he was in Ryners body, so he didn't have much choice. It was one of the rare things Ryner could actually make his own choice on.

People gave him funny looks as he walked down the luxurious ship. Mostly gawking girls gossiping about his sleeveless jacket showing his tattoo. He guessed he was a little older than most, and a few large, muscular guys huddled in a group gave him evils. He was tempted to give them the finger, but he made sure he wasn't to draw that much attention. Legion bet it would take a week before he found out.

He found a quiet corner and sat down. It had been a while since he had found a decent place to just relax. He had wondered most of his life since the day his uncle betrayed his father, and the only solace he really had was Legion, and being an ancient demon of destruction, he wasn't very good at it.

He felt his eyes grow heavy, and his brain spin slightly. At first he thought he was about to sleep but then his head pounded methodically, like a drum beat. He called out to legion who was suspiciously silent, and just as he tried to cry out he fell into darkness.

He opened his eyes to find him floating about a swirling mass of darkness, purple and blue, all colours of evil. The emotions it gave of sent chills down his spine but was oddly familiar, almost welcoming.

'Hello?' he tried to call out but his voice was gone. He was suddenly on a platform, his feet on a solid invisible surface. He searched around him, and then he turned to face a young man, around 18, with medium length hair that was red at the tips. Crimson eyes, and the same clothes as Ryner, in fact, he was identical to Ryner.

'Erm, hi?' Ryner said without sound. The other-Ryner smile, then pulled out a black revolver, another Oblivion, and pointed it at Ryner's head. Ryner ducked, kicking his leg out to trip himself, but not himself, he didn't even know. The other-Ryner sidestepped, firing silent bullets at Ryner, who jumped up, pulling out Forgivness in sword mode and when he landed, charged at other-Ryner.

Other-Oblivion changed into a sword, and soon Ryner and other-Ryner were locked in ferocious silent dance of sword. Ryner would swipe left, only to have his doppelgänger block it and counter with a fist or a leg. He would fire a hailstorm of bullets, but his copycat would dodge them. They had the same strength, the same speed, the same tactics and mind.

But neither tired. In fact the power from the portal seemed to fuel Ryner on, giving him strength. He dodged a side sweep with a backflip, and suddenly he felt his feet attach to something in mid-air. He looked down (Or up) and found he was bracing on a black sigil, a Semblance sigil. He had no time to think, he kicked off with his legs and pushed Forgivness into his double's heart.

No blood spilled, the other-Ryner just smiled and broke into string-like tendrils of darkness. Ryner stood there, not even tired from the fight but he felt something else. Freedom, like he had just lost something that was holding him back.

He felt himself float slowly toward the whirlpool. He tried to move but it was like gripping on water. Soon his ankles were submerged, then his knees, and as his waist was lost under the blackness he felt a surge of painful power flood into his body. He shut his eyes, the pain almost overwhelming.

He felt a violent shake, his eyes shooting open to see a pair of brilliant blue eye looking into his. He almost fell back from his sitting position, and when he finally realised he was still on this ship and not in a world of darkness he found himself covered in sweat, his body numb and hot.

"Are you okay?" He looked to see a girl standing in front of him, her hair silver long, almost glowing, and her eyes the colour of sapphires that reminded him of his sister. She wore a white tank top that cut of at her navel, a long purple skirt that was open at the front and white shorts that ended just below her knees. She even had white almost knee high converse shoes, which would seem ridiculous but actually suited her.

"I'm fine." He said, standing up quickly and walking away, uninterested in conversation with someone that hurt his eyes from the brightness of her appearance.

"Well screw you!" he heard behind him, but he ignored it. He was too busy trying to make sense of what just happened.

'What was that?' he asked Legion.

"What was what?" Legion replied. "Don't confuse me mortal."

'Nothing. Never mind.' Ryner thought Legion could see everything he was thinking or dreaming, which was embarrassing a few times. 'What was that dream?'

"Well Screw you!" Selene shouted at the boy in red. How very rude it was for him to just walk off when all she was trying to do was make sure he was okay. She had seen him just sitting there, his eyes closed and his brow sweating. She thought it was some nightmare, and she hated nightmares.

She huffed and walked off in the opposite direction, hopeful she never saw that boy again while she was at Beacon. She didn't want to make any enemies, but he was certainly on the "No cookie" list.

As she tried to make her way through the mass of assembled student who would soon be her classmates, Selene tripped over a misplaced foot and fell, landing in a heap on the floor, much to the amusement of the crowd.

Selene was dazed for a second, then her battle instincts told her to draw her scythe and waste the ones laughing at other's misfortunes, then she heard the grown of the person she landed on.

"OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY!" she yelled, trying to help up the person in a red hoodie she had fallen on.

"Its fine." The person took Selene's hand. It was a girl, around her age, wearing predominantly red. A red skirt, red shoes (not to unlike her's) and deep red hair. She dusted herself of and looked at Selene smiling. "I fall over all the time, usually because I see a bird and get distracted."

Selene laughed. "Sorry again. I'm Selene." She said, putting out her hand.

"Ruby. Ruby Rose." Ruby returned the hand. "Pleasure, my fellow Hunter-in-training." Ruby began to look over Selene, getting into her face not in an intimidating way but weird none the less. "So Selene, where you from?"

"Erm." She was a little taken aback by this girl's curiosity. "I'm from Mistral. I didn't go to one of the academies though."

"Wow! So why do you want to be a Hunter?" Ruby gazed at Selene with silver eyes that she felt rather jealous of.

"Erm…" Selene started.

*Flashback*

It had been 10 years since Moon had possessed her, and she had learned to deal with phenomenal cosmic powers contained within her tiny body. Only a couple of times before she unleashed a bright light unwillingly and turned few heads in the street, or the park, or the room of mirrors, but that hadn't happened in years.

It had been a few days since the White Fang attack, and she was laying low. She was determined not to reveal her secret, having being host to a divine being and keeping some of their power could turn a few heads, most military.

Selene sat in the corner of the cafe, sipping her tea. Caffine helped her stay up during the day, since being part Celestial, as she called it, she got tired during the day, but she made due.

"May I sit?" She looked up in surprise to find a grey haired man with a cane, gesturing to the seat adjacent to her. Her hand went to gather some light in anticipation of a backstab but she nodded and her sat down.

"Miss Vulpel I believe?" She nodded again, now sure he was about to attack her. "I saw you fight the White Fang yesterday. You saved a lot of lives. It good to see someone so young act so selflessly."

She stopped gathering her light, a confused and smug expression on her face. "Well, it wasn't that selfless… I wanted some new shoes and they got in the way."

"Regardless, have you ever thought yourself a Hunter?" He asked. Selene had never thought about anything else but being a Hunter. Ever since she saw one fighting a pack of Beowolf's on TV, she had admired them greatly. "Well, I believe you'll do exemplary at Beacon." He handed her a business card. "We accept all kinds of people. Be they human, faunus… or even divine." He stood up before Selene could question him and left the café without another word.

*Flashback ends*

"Well actually-" Selene began.

"I got the chance to come to Beacon with my sis Yang. Oh you should meet her!" Ruby pulled Selene by the hand and dragged her with incredible strength and speed, so much so Selene got dizzy. Ruby kept talking.

"She's totally cool! Shes a little bit older but she acts like a kid sometimes which isn't always bad since it mean I don't feel so young around her and she practically raised me as a kid even though she never knew her mom she did a really good job of looking after me and now that we are going to Beacon together it's going to be so awesome and Why is your face on the floor?" Selene had tripped over again during Ruby's never ending talk and had been dragged along the ground.

"It's good to meet you Ruby." Selene groaned.