"Who's afraid of the Big Bad Wolf? The Big Bad Wolf? The Big Bad Wolf?"
Xavier walked down a dark and empty street, his hands in his pockets, his grey wolf ears perked up. He was in an abandoned area of Vale, which was evacuated due to a high concentration of Grimm.
"Who's afraid of the Big Bad Wolf? The Big Bad Wolf? The Big Bad Wolf?"
Xavier had heard that there was a White Fang base here. As much as he hated the way Faunas were treated, he knew that the White Fang's acts of terrorism weren't the answer.
"Who's afraid of the Big Bad Wolf? The Big Bad Wolf?" The Big Bad Wolf?"
He finally stopped before a large warehouse, all of its windows barricaded with wood planks and such. The streetlight above him shone down, revealing his appearance.
He was a teenage boy, wearing a black longcoat with the sleeves cut to t-shirt length, studded bracelets, a grey thermal undershirt, multiple studded belts, a leather sash with a Wolf Paw insignia, black skinny jeans with white suspenders, and black studded combat boots. holstered on his back was a sheathed straightedge katana, with three buttons along the handle.
His messy hair was a pale silver, and it ran down to his neck, his eyes were an icy blue, and on the top of his head were two wolf's ears. His mouth was painted into a smirk, showing off his fangs.
Xavier knocked rapidly and rudely on the metal door before him.
"Hey! Open up!"
There was some shifting on the other side, then a slat on the door opened up, revealing a faunas wearing a Grimm mask.
"Little pigs, little pigs, let me in!"
Xavier grabbed his sword and pointed the opened pommel at the door.
"It's the Wolf Kid again! Battle positions!" The White Fang member on the other side yelled to whoever else was in the room with him.
One went over to the door, "Wolf Kid? You mean that little punk who's been hitting al-"
The door blasted open, crumpled metal, blue flame, and pieces of the wall went flying!
Xavier stood there with the nozzle at the end of his pommel smoking.
"Guess I had to blow your house down!" He sneered, pulling his sword out of its scabbard, revealing a four foot long blade with the word 'FLLFFL' inscribed on it.
"Now, let's do this!"
There were around thirty armed White Fang members, and an unmasked member with boar tusks and a mohawk, who wielded a claymore that had pistol barrels instead of a crossguard.
"Charge!" The unmasked one, who Xavier guessed was the leader here, yelled from the stage he stood on. All of them began to sprint at Xavier, who only smirked as they approached.
Xavier channeled his aura, making a flashing white outline around himself turning his skin pitch black and a flashing white X-ray of himself to appear! He then disappeared, making all of the White Fang members stop in confusion.
Then, one dropped to the floor, a cut across his back. Xavier was invisible. All the members started firing in that direction, in a wild attempt to hit a target they couldn't see.
After the shots finally stopped, everyone stood with unease, hoping that this wolf boy was dead...
"Missed me!"
Out of the the empty, bullet ridden, corner came a burst blue flame, with a boy riding at the front of the flame. The White Fang aimed to fire again, but Xavier was too fast and was already in the center of all of them.
"Alright," He gave his sword a spin, pointing the pommel at the enemy, "Time to die!"
They all charged once more. Xavier pressed a button on the handle as a group approached, releasing a forceful blast of blue flame. The group went flying back, as did Xavier. Xavier landed near another group of terrorists, turning around to face them in close quarters.
The five White Fang members changed their rifles into assorted melee weapons, then charged at the boy. Xavier gave his sword a stylish spin before slashing one across the chest, punching another in the face, using a burst to enhance a slice across one's face, kicking another in the crotch, then using a final burst to fly away from the group, as well as blast the remaining enemy.
"Kill this kid already!" Yelled the leader, who switched his claymore into some sort of rifle.
Xavier landed, using a kick to one's face as a means to stop himself. "Gonna have to try harder than this to kill me, Little Pig." Xavier taunted, slashing across the throat of another grunt.
"Fine then!" The leader grunted, as two members approached him with a metal box.
Xavier had just cleared out another group, leaving only six more members conscious (The others would be lucky to be alive). He turned to the leader, who stood on the stage with the remaining members.
"How about you and I have ourselves a little one on one, eh kid?" The tusked leader offered, locking together some Dust peripheral and his claymore.
Xavier smirked once again, "Sure thing, but be prepared to lose your masculinity." He taunted. Xavier was never one to turn down a challenge, not now, not ever.
Finally, the leader finished latching together his weapon. It was his claymore, now with a revolving dust chamber and the blade had a chainsaw blade around the cutting edges.
"Ooh," Xavier mocked, "I'm so scared." Then, he disappeared, a blue burst of flame sent him right in front of the leader, just before he reappeared. "I'm seriously wetting myself." He deadpanned as he stood eye to eye with the faunas.
"Graah!" The leader cried as he gave his saw blade a whir, then sliced horizontally at Xavier. Xavier caught the strike with his own sword, then delivered a kick to the Faunas' chest, sending him back.
The two charged each other, chainsaw whirring and jet flaming. Their blades connected again, and they pulled away quickly. Xavier ducked under another swipe, and attempted to kick the warthog's legs out from under him. The leader moved back, then delivered a kick that sent Xavier off the stage and into a stack of crates.
Xavier shook his head as he tried to get to his feet, then quickly jetted back before he could be cut in half by the warthog man.
"You move quickly, kid!"
Xavier noticed what was in the boxes and his smile brightened. Dust.
"Yeah, well, having a Jet Sword sure does help." Xavier replied, turning his jet behind him, then boosting right at the leader! He then used his shoulder to knock the man back, grabbing a Dust crystal while he was still stumbling.
Xavier then opened a slot in the handle, shoved the crystal in, then closed it. The sword then charged up, making the blunt edge of the blade glow a bright florescent blue, as well as the 'FLLFFL' inscription.
Lightning Dust, hope it'll be useful! He thought as he pointed the nozzle toward the leader.
"That doesn't belong to you, kid!" The warthog Faunas grunted, whirring his saw blade once more before charging back in. Xavier let loose an arc of lightning that coursed throughout the White Fang member's body, showing off the X-ray of both Xavier and the warthog.
Xavier finally let the burst off, then turned his blade around, boosting his blade into the leader's gut.
"Stay down!" Xavier muttered, as he pulled his blade out of the man's belly.
Xavier then turned to the other surviving White Fang members, who were backing up in fear.
"I suggest you Little Pigs go 'wee wee wee' all the way back home." Xavier threatened, pointing his sword at them as they ran away.
After the warehouse was emptied of people, with the exception of Xavier, they boy dialed someone on his scroll.
"Yeah," He said, "Uhuh," He looked like he was getting annoyed.
"No! It wasn't too dangerous!"
The person on the other end was starting to get angry, "Well, do you want to get the Dust or not!?"
"No!?" Xavier sounded surprised.
"You made me go through all that crap for nothing!?"
Xavier was about to crush the scroll in his hand, but got a surprised look on his face.
"A t-test!?"
A new voice took over on the other side.
"Hello, Xavier Ray." The voice greeted. It sounded like a man's, it had an accent of superiority as well, though it also sounded sincere.
"Uh, who is this? Where's Professor Autumn?" Xavier questioned.
"Professor Autumn is fine, but you on the other hand..."
Xavier groaned.
"Sorry, but I was assigned to do this! I shouldn't be in trouble."
"Don't worry Xavier, you're not in trouble."
"I'm not?"
"No. far from it, actually."
Xavier's curiosity was peaked at this point. Who was this man, and what did he want with Xavier?
"Do you want to be a Huntsman?"
"Of course! What other reason would I be going to Bastion Academy?"
"Well, how about a spot at Beacon instead?"
Xavier's eyes squinted skeptically. He looked around the place, then returned to his scroll.
"Alright, where are the hidden camera's!? I don't appreciate being punked!"
The voice on the other end chuckled.
"No, I'm being serious. do you think I would mess with a talented youth such as yourself?"
"Alright, no more! Who the heck are you!?" Xavier's patience had run thin.
"Professor Ozpin, pleasure to meet you Xavier."
Xavier was dumbstruck.
"Oz-Ozpin!?"
"Yes?"
Xavier slammed his palm into his forehead, groaning the most exasperated groan he could.
"I'm an idiot..."
"You're a prodigy."
"Well, I can't disagree there."
Ozpin let out another small chuckle.
"So, what'll it be Xavier? You ready to begin your real training?"
Xavier took a deep breath and realized what was being offered to him. He remembered being a young Faunas and watching his brother join the White Fang, then watching as he was filled with hate. He remembered going to visit a friend in Vacuo, only to find the whole town in ruins. He looked around at the ghost town he currently stood, knowing of the lives that could have been saved. He'd known what he wanted to be, and he saw the door that had been opened for him.
"Professor Ozpin..."
"Yes, Xavier?"
"I'd like to enroll at Beacon Academy."
X-Ray trailer is done! How did y'all like it? I hope it was as good as (If not better) than the other three trailers. I got all of Team VRTX's trailers done, now I can get to the story!
I'm happy that anyone has read this far, and I apologize for taking so long to upload this chapter! R&R, I hope you keep reading!
Next up: First Impressions.