The Big Bad Wolf Pt. 1

Jaune had helped Fire with a lot of questionable things, but this took the cake. He had helped him flood the bathroom, fill Cardin's armor with fire ants and even replaced Ozpin's coffee with syrup. Now he was helping him test his best friend's weapon, which he had swore to keep away from him. When she found them... Jaune gulped and looked over at Fire who was spinning the gigantic scythe. He had helped Fire with those other things because he thought it was hilarious and because being the "hero" got tiring every once in a while, but now he was betraying his best friend! "Hurry up with the controls Jaune! Who knows when Ruby will find what we're up too!"

"You mean what you're up too!"

"Sorry Jaune, you're my accomplice, my partner in crime." Jaune was about to object until he heard the intercom come on and Goodwitch's voice filled the room. "All students please report to the auditorium." Fire folded up the scythe and crossed his arms. "How come nothing's been going my way lately?" Jaune let out a sigh of relief and walked out of the simulator with Fire close behind. When they finally arrived the whole school seemed to be there and the students were talking among themselves until Ozpin tapped on the microphone that placed in front of him. "Ahem. As you all know, the tournament has been cancelled because of certain... events." Everyone except Team JNPR and Blake turned to Fire and gave him a dirty look. "Oh come on! How was all of that my fault!"

"Well maybe if you let the police handle it!"

"Or if you didn't disappear!"

"Maybe if you didn't even fight Adam in the first place!"

"Yeah! If you had avoided him he wouldn't have used your body to kill Garnet and beat everyone to an inch of their life!"

"Yeah, freak! What do you have to say about that!" Everyone had started booing and calling him a freak until Goodwitch told them all to be quiet as calmly as possible, but her anger still showed through. Fire was trying to avoid the dirty looks he was getting by looking at the ground. Jaune placed a hand on his shoulder, but he ignored it. "Are you okay?" Fire responded by pushing his hand off his shoulder, still not looking up. "I'm fine." Ozpin cleared his throat and began to speak again. "We will have to redetermine who will be selected. You will fight everyone in your year until only five teams remain, those teams will then be broken making one on one fights to see how your individual skills are. The people you fight in the one on ones can be from any year, so be prepared. First up..." Fire stopped paying attention after that, going into deep thought. He fought with his team when he needed to, unfortunately he forgot to return Ruby's scythe and she didn't have time to ask him about it. She had been forced to use another scythe that was close enough to her weapon, but she hated the feel and color of it. In fact Fire forgot he even had it because it was hidden under the hoodie Blake had bought him since the weather had gotten colder. It was a black hoodie with a grey wolf on the back that had flames were it's eyes should have been. Blake had told him the design as inspired by him because his daughter was a huge fan. Fire shrugged off the thought as he returned to reality. Ozpin had just announced the one on ones would be starting and Fire was the first one up. After watching a few fights Fire's name was called and Fire had a heart attack when he heard the second name. "Marco Sable." Fire sighed, just his luck.

He walked down into the sand covered training area and stood on the opposite side as Marco. Marco had a crooked smile on his face and pretended to cut his head off with his finger. Fire shuddered, but stood his ground. Marco unsheathed his two sabers and charged Fire. Fire threw fireballs at him, but he merely sliced through them with his blades as he continued to come closer. Marco was about to swing his sabers until he noticed blue flames coming from Fire's left eye. Before Marco could figure out what they meant a giant snake wrapped around him. Marco was about to stab the snake, but saw that only the hilt remained. "You probably shouldn't try to cut through fire, especially when it's hot enough to melt metal." Marco smirked. "Wow, I'm impressed. Who knew a monster could learn knew tricks?" Fire flinched and his flames faltered, just the opening Marco was looking for. He escaped the flames and punched Fire in the face and kneed him in the stomach. He staggered back, but Marco grabbed his shirt and repeatedly punched him in the face. Fire grabbed his arm and tried to push it back, but Marco kept swinging like nothing was there. As Marco swung again Fire opened his mouth and sent out flames, burning his hands. Marco's face filled with rage and he grabbed Fire and threw him into a wall. Fire coughed up some blood but tried to hide it so he wouldn't be forced to stop fighting, he needed to beat Marco or he would continue to get bullied by him. Fire launched himself of the wall and shot a trail of flames out of his feet to propel him forward, causing him to headbutt Marco's stomach. Marco got pushed back a little, but stood his ground and grabbed Fire's head. He threw him into the floor and as he tried to get up Marco stepped on his head. Fire could barely move as Marco leaned down next to him, he wasn't done with him yet. "You know that girl you're always with, the one with the bow? She's pretty cute, it'd be a shame if she were alone and somebody a thousand times stronger than her showed up and..." Fire grabbed Marco's throat and lifted him into the air as he got up. White flames had started to cover his body and his eyes had turned yellow, and more wolf like. He saw the fear in Marco's eyes as he gasped for air and smiled, showing off his teeth which had become slightly sharper. Fire squeezed his neck a little harder as his claws dug into it, causing blood to drip down his hands and Marco's neck. His white flames started to form a tail as he threw Marco into the floor. He reeled back his fist and punched Marco square in the face, breaking his nose. He let Marco get back up as he clenched his nose in his hands and got ready to charge Fire again. He ran towards him and tried to punch him, but Fire had caught it and his white flames slowly burned away at Marco's flesh. Marco screamed in pain and Fire kicked him sending him flying back. Marco looked down at his hand and saw that nothing was left but the bone and he screamed in horror. He tried to punch him with his other arm but Fire grabbed it and ripped it off. Marco fell to his knees and Fire placed a foot on his chest and grabbed Marco's head with both of his hands. Marco realized what he was doing and began to panic. "Please! Please! I'm sorry!" Fire gave him a toothy grin. "Don't worry about it buddy. I wouldn't want you losing your head over it." Fire pulled upwards and there was the sound of tearing flesh. Everyone screamed and some of them threw up as Fire tossed it from one hand to the other like it was a basketball. He threw the head aside and shot flames at the body, turning it to ash. After he had finished his eyes had gone back to their usual blue and his flames dissipated. His teeth and claws had disappeared as well. Fire's head was pounding and he was trying to recall what had happened. He looked around and saw everyone's faces and the teachers running towards him. Then he looked down at his hands and his eyes widened. Flashes of what had happened filled his mind as the gruesome scene came back to him. Did he really just... Marco was a d*** but he didn't deserve... Fire panicked as the teachers came closer and ran for the door. He was about to reach it until it glowed a purple light and it slammed closed, he kept running though and smashed through it as his flames covered him. He jumped up and turned himself into a human fireball, flinging himself away from Beacon and into the grey clouds that had been forming.

"That couldn't have happened! There was no way!" Fire couldn't comprehend what had just occurred as he "flew" further from his home. He couldn't have really killed an innocent human being. He would be wanted for murder he couldn't go home, and worst of all... they were right. He really was a monster. He had to be dreaming. "You're not dreaming." Grim had answered. "No, this can't be happening! I'm not a monster!... Am I?"

"Calm down. You didn't have control over that."

"That doesn't change the fact that I did it!"

"Yeah, but it wasn't your fault."

"Yeah, well a lot of things that I've done recently "haven't been my fault" or "I had no control over"! Wake up Grim! I'm a monster! I murdered someone!"

"..."

"Got nothing to say now huh!? You're just like Ozpin! Always pretending like you know everything! Well for once I don't need your "advice"! So shut the f*** up!" Grim was about to respond until there was a flash and Fire got nailed with a lightning bolt. Fire screamed out in pain as he hurtled towards the ground. He landed in an alley somewhere in lower Vale. "F***! Just my luck huh!? Keep on throwing everything you have at me! You've never let up before!" Fire reached up at his head to make sure his hat was intact and saw it was missing. "Shit!" He looked over to his right and saw his hat had a hole punched through it and that the rim was torn up. Fire picked it up and stared at it as tears filled his eyes. "See, I was right all along." Fire spun around to see a figure leaning against a wall. Fire threw a fireball at him out of rage and it went right through him. "You can't hurt figments of your imagination."

"Who are you!?" The figure smirked and pulled back his hoodie. "G-Garnet? But you're dead!"

"I told you. I'm not real, but even if I'm not dosen't mean I wasn't right."

"What are you talking about?"

"Your a monster, you didn't belong there. All you would have done is hurt everyone you cared about. Just like I said you would."

"F*** you! Sure I screwed up, but I did a lot of good while I was there!"

"Like what? Pull pranks, go on wild goose chases, end up in the infirmary, hurting my sisters, getting me killed? Yeah, that's a lot of good you did there." Fire stood there glaring at him and Garnet smiled. "Told you so." Garnet then slowly disappeared and left Fire standing there, alone. It started to drizzle and Fire flipped up his hood. "What now?" Fire frowned at Arthur's question. "We start over. We need a new name and then we need to move away."

"That's it? You're just giving up?"

Fire took out a cigarette and lit it. "Yup, I'm done. No more being huntsmen, no more Beacon... no more fire powers."

"What!? But you were named after your powers! And why stop using them!? They're your weapon!"

"I used those powers to kill someone, plus they'd give me away. Besides, I need a new name anyways." Then Fire realized he still had Ruby's scythe. "As for a weapon, we still have Ruby's scythe."

"Fine. As for a new name..."

Fire thought for a moment. The memory of Blake giving him his hoodie flashed in his head. "How about Gray... Gray Wolf."

"Really? That's what you're going with?... Well at least it sounds kinda cool. Firestarter Gray Wolf... it;s kind of growing on me." Fire didn't answer and kept walking, it was time to change his appearance before word got out. By the time he left the alley it had started poring.

He walked into the apartment Grim had gotten a while ago and pulled out his new and improved scythe. It was black now with a little bit of white and it became a flat, cartoony skull when it folded up know and if he touched it the eyes would light up. It also had two blades on top of it now that had a small gap in between them. The blades were also detachable so that the scythe could become a staff or a spear. He also allowed for the staff part of the scythe to become batons or gauntlets that held the blades in them. Fire or "Gray Wolf" had also dyed his hair black and figured out how to change his eyes yellow like they did when he went berserk. He also gained rings under his eyes from not sleeping lately He looked like he actually could be Blake's little brother now. Fire flinched at the thought of Blake. He pushed the memory aside and started packing his things, it was time to leave. He had just bought a train ticket to Remington and was planning on moving there, good thing he didn't really own anything. While putting everything into his backpack he turned on the TV and put on the news. "It's been a month since Shnee Co. owner Firestarter killed Marco Sabel. He is still at large, but has been inactive. We questioned his friends and teachers and they had this to say." The video changed to a reporter standing in front of Ruby and she was holding a microphone up to her face. "That jerk stole my scythe! Fire if you're watching this, you're a dead man! But besides that, Fire's a pretty nice guy." The video re-winded itself and Ruby's voice was cut out and replaced with what sounded like a middle aged man doing a horrible Ruby impression "What I mean to say is that Fire is Satan! He's going to kill us all!" Fire face palmed, what a dumba**. The video switched to Jaune. "Fire's never really done anything that bad. There must be a reason for what he did." The voice re-winded and the middle aged man was talking for Jaune now. "Um, I mean... SATAN!" Fire held back a laugh, however, his expression became grim as the video switched to Blake. She had rings under her eyes like Fire did and her voice sounded horse. "I saw Fire as my little brother, and we treated each other as siblings... and I miss him. Fire if you're watching this, please come home." Blake looked like she was about to cry. "Blake wai-" Fire stopped himself, realizing he was talking to a TV. The news reporter returned. "You heard it from them first folks, Satan. April O'Neil, signing off. Back to you Zone-Tan!" Fire had almost finished packing until he came across his final item, his red hat. Fire stared at it for a while and decided what he should do with it.

Blake was sitting in her bed with her arms wrapped around her knees. She missed Fire so much. She hoped that he was okay... but what happened at the tryouts for the tournament... Blake tried not to think about it, that's not how she wanted to remember him. She looked over at his mattress and remembered when he had told her how ruby had chopped it in half. She smiled as she remembered all the pranks he had pulled on everyone. She sighed and reached for her book. She was about to open it until she remembered the time he had read a whole page of it out loud in class. Ninjas Of Love probably wasn't the best thing to leave out in the open that day. She was snapped out of her daydreaming by a knock on the door. Blake opened it and looked around and noticed a small box on the floor. She picked it up and had a sticky note attached to it. "I'm sorry, but I can't come back. Garnet was right." Blake opened the box and held a hand up to her mouth as her eyes started to fill with tears. She picked up the familiar checker board hat.

OMG I'M CRYING QQ. RIP Marco, just kidding. The feels are so real! Just kidding, f*** Marco. Anyways, I'm probably going to change the rating for the story to M since it's gotten so gory lately, but I hoped you enjoyed part 1 of Fire (or Gray Wolf) trying to rebuild his life. Don't worry it's all part of the master plan (HURRAH for planning). Camp Fire out ;D