Hello everybody, Jack-of-Death here presenting the second chapter of "The Bloody Wolf." In this chapter, I introduce two OC's created by two of my greatest of friends.
Disclaimer: I do not own Rwby, it belongs to Roosterteeth and Monty Oum.
Walkman355: Thank you and I will be sure to work on that.
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Chapter 2
Welcome to Beacon Academy, a place that stands as a defense against the forces of darkness which would threaten humanity to near extinction. To ensure humanity's safety, people from all over the world come here to train and become Huntsman and Huntresses. Basically, an organization to protect and ensure peace. Not exactly a typical school. Oh well, that isn't important.
In a town near Beacon lies one of the most famous Huntsman in the world. Ryker Wylde, also known as "Ghost." He had black medium length hair, red eyes. He was the average height for his age, and was well built. He had graduated from Beacon academy at the age of 19, a very young age to graduate, and became an official Huntsman and in the next 2 years, his work became famous. He didn't let it go to his head though.
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When Ryker was young, his parents were killed by a pack of wild beowolves while he and his little brother, Aegis, watched in horror, unable to do anything.
They later moved at the ages of 16 and 14 to their grandparents home near Beacon Academy. Ryker had began growing out his hair but cut before it got to long and was starting to enter his growth spurt, Aegis on the other hand was relatively short for his age. He had short gold hair and yellow eyes. Their Grandfather was an expert about weapons, mainly guns. It was there that they learned how to fight, defend themselves, and most importantly, survive. Years went by and it seemed all was well, until a man known as Roman Torchwick came to visit.
"Alright old man, where is our money?" Torchwick said as he walked through the door. A few of his men followed behind him.
"Please Mr. Torchwick, just give me alittle more time. I swear, I will get your money." Rykers Grandfather said. He was 81 years old, and wasn't able to work as hard as he used to. He was once a huntsman but later stopped when he married because his wife feared for his safety.
"I've given you plenty of time as of one week ago. Since you don't have our money, we'll just take everything you own." Torchwick said before snapping his fingers, a sign his men took as "take everything that looks like it's worth something."
"Please, no." Rykers Grandfather said before being shoved to the ground by Torchwick. The men scattered the house, grabbing anything they could. It was then that one of the men got to another room. The door was closed and the voices of two boys were heard on the other side.
"Hey, get over here." The man said to another man. He opened the door and only saw one boy. "Huh? It sounded like two boys were in here." The man said as he and the other walked in.
"And you're right, there is two boys in here." Aegis said. The man looked confused. He looked around but still only saw one. Before he knew it, the sound of a shotgun being cocked back was heard. The man turned around and saw another boy holding a shotgun.
"Sup." Ryker said before pulling the trigger. Before the man could react, bullets entered his body. He fell to the ground, his blood staining the carpet. "Come on Aegis, we have to help Grandpa." Ryker said.
Another man walked into the room, surprised to see one of his comrades on the floor.
"What the fuck?!" He said. Before he readied his blade, a bullet went through his head. He fell to the ground, blood leaking out of his head.
Aegis was holding a pistol in his hand, smoke leaving the barrel. "Boom, headshot." Aegis said. He and Ryker left the room.
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After clearing out the entire house. Ryker and Aegis were looking for Torchwick but he had left the building seeing as most of his men were getting killed. Ryker and Aegis helped their Grandfather up from the ground. "Thanks boys." Their Grandfather said before hugging them. "You two really made me proud." He said.
"No problem Grandpa." Ryker said before letting go of his Grandfather. They were happy to protect their family and wanted to protect everyone else. At age 17, Ryker went to Beacon and studied and trained there for only two years before graduating and becoming a Huntsman, doing missions to protect people from around the world. Aegis, though, had to go to Signal Academy as he was to young to attend Beacon.
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Ryker had just gotten out of the shower and was sitting at his desk. He sighed. "Another boring saturday morning." He said as he rocked back and forth in his chair, his feet planted on top of the desk and his hands holding the back of his head. The phone then began to ring, disturbing Ryker. He smashed the heel of his foot on the desk, sending the phone in the air. He caught it and held it to his ear. "Sorry, we're closed." Ryker said into the phone.
"Is this Huntsman Ryker "Ghost" Wylde?" A man said on the other end of the line.
"Depends, who the hell is this?" Ryker asked.
"That is none of your concern. What's really important is this mission I am about to give you." The man said.
"Sorry, not interested." Ryker said before lowering the phone to the dailer.
"I'll pay..." The man said loud enough to where Ryker could hear. Ryker pulled the phone back up and put it to his ear.
"I'm listening." Ryker said as he sat up correctly.
"Come, meet me in my office at Beacon. I'll explain the mission when you get here." The man said. The man hung up. Ryker sighed before hanging up his phone.
"Fucking asshole." Ryker said before getting out of his chair. "This better be worth the trip." Ryker said before grabbing his Jacket and mask and heading out the door.
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Alright, chapter 2 is over and done with. I hope you guys enjoyed it. Leave a comment telling me your opinions or if I made a spelling error.
Jack-of-Death