Chapter 4: Prologue 4
"War consumes, it kills, it takes everything that has meaning and creates an empty void. This nothingness causes hatred, the need for revenge but what happens after we get what we want."
Darkness had fallen over Vale, in particular a shady club that ran through the night into the early hours of the morning. This club had become a known place where information was traded by only the lowliest of scum. Everyone fit into the scene with their suits or party clothes, the music played as a young man with brown hair entered the club. He stuck out because of the huge sword on his back. He slowly approached an older gentleman in a back room who was accompanied by two bodyguards, the one on his right was a large muscular human who had brown, slicked hair with eyes hidden behind glasses. His weapon that accompanied him was a mace as almost as big as the young man's head. The other on the left was a Faunus who was muscular like his friend but was slimmer, he had blonde, shaggy hair almost emerald green eyes. His weapon was a long sword accompanied by a large dagger. The older gentleman had black hair with a grey streak down the centre and brown innocent eyes. He had two curved swords with a small gun holstered to his side.
"Dean, what a surprise," the older gentleman said cheerfully "I wasn't expecting you."
"I know Randall" Dean responded bluntly.
"I can tell you want something, what-"
"Information" Dean cut in.
"Show some respect, runt" the larger man said agitated.
"Calm down Jack" Randall said. He grabbed Jack's shoulder to hold him back. Randall turned back to Dean.
"So what is it you want, little fish?" Randall smirked.
"Here." Dean handed over a paper.
Randall grabbed the paper and started reading carefully, he smiled and looked at Dean to see him looking serious.
"Why are you looking for him?" Randall said.
This time Dean smiled noticing Randall trying to hide the concern on his face. This was also noticed by his Faunus bodyguard who shifted himself to completely standing.
"By the boss' look I'd say it was time for you to leave" the Faunus said.
"It's okay Marc," Randall said quickly resuming his smile. "He wants information that I can't give him."
"Can't, or won't?" Dean responded.
"Does it matter?" Randall said back.
"Then I guess my service is terminated here" Dean spat back. Randall looked to both his guards and then shook his head.
"Get him." He said. Jack swung his fist at Dean who quickly dodged him and quickly drew his large sword and got into his fighting stance. He guarded a series of quick attacks from Marc. Dean's sword parted in two and caught Marc's dagger causing the Faunus to stumble, this gave Dean an opportunity to grab Marc's other arm and position him so his sword wouldn't be a threat and the other two wouldn't be one either. His sword started glowing brighter for a few seconds, Dean smiled and released Marc's arm and shot the glowing aura catching Marc and shooting him into Jack immediately incapacitating both of the bodyguards.
"What was that?" Randall asked.
"That was my semblance," Dean clarified "I can create kinetic energy and channel it through my sword and make it a ranged weapon like I did with those two."
"Wait, I've got the information you want" Randall stuttered.
"Hand it over now." Dean demanded. Randall handed over a slip of paper, Dean quickly read it and nodded.
"Before you go," Randall said "Why do you want to find him?"
"So I can get some transcripts to get into Beacon" Dean responded grimly. He turned and cleaved Randall in two and walked out of the club with a big smile on his face.
A/N: RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth and Monty Oum. Sorry if you guys didn't follow the story but there's good news and bad news. Bad news there are still more chapters before I get into the actual story. Good news I will try to shorten the prologues by doing a double introduction when I can. Also thanks to DV330 for the review.