What's up people it's me ThePlayfulOne or TPO and this is my first ever fanfic (expect some errors in grammar or in plot/lore). I wanted to try this stuff for a long time and now I have time and the motivation to do it, so that's cool. Please feel free to review and I'll try my best fix my mistakes. Now that's out of the way let's begin.

People speaking : "I don't know why I have to do this, do you?"

People thinking : 'Now this is weird and fun!'

FLASHBACK

*Sounds*

DISCLAIMER: I do not own RWBY, I repeat I do not own RWBY Rooster Teeth does, I only own my cheap ass OC.

A Wonderful Adventure

Chapter 1: A Revelution

[Earth ?, December 20, 2017]

In a cheap apartment where light was scarce and neighbours loud, was a young man who looked like he needed a nap.

*Click* *Click* "Aaaaand done! Hooo… damn that took way too much time. Should eat something…. I think I skipped dinner" Said the young man.

I started doing some light stretches because you know it's healthy. I walked to the kitchen to do something light to eat. As I was doing that I started to think what I should next. 'Hmm… I already have a basic plot in my head but… Should I… I could… Yeaaahh that would make the story a little bit more interesting…' I thought as I ate a sandwich.

"Alrighty then let's get this over with" I said as I swept the crumbles away and walked to the computer and typed some commands.

"Let's go see the hero of my story then" I smirked when the command was accepted.

There was a brief flash in the room, before the young man was gone.

[?, ?, ?]

Death…Death was something I decided was horrible, cold, lonely and disappointing. I don't know what I was expecting but… REALLY!? There is nothing here! (If "here" is a thing) I can't see nor hear anything "here".

So, as I was floating? I started to remember how my life was… And it really wasn't a bad way to go but, I died at the age of 14, I haven't really achieved anything. I saved that girl but also died doing so, I probably made my family's life miserable by dying young… But that was it. Yes, I'll probably be famous for a while but then I'll be forgotten. And people will live on, my family will mourn for me but not forever same for Steve.

When I was reminiscing my short life, I started to notice something was slipping from me. At first, I didn't pay to much attention on that because I was still trying to accept my death and somehow justify my mistakes, when suddenly I "jerked" back as if struck

'Crap! It's my memories! They're… they're disintegrating? Shit! Of course! One of the most asked questions of life "what happens after you die?" but there isn't any heaven or hell around here so what is going to happen to me!?' As I thought of my current predicament, little by little my memories were disappearing.

My 4th birthday disappeared almost instantly (probably because it's an old memory).

My 5th birthday disappeared not so fast as the 4th, but it too was gone.

My 6th birthday and many names were gone. (friends, family members and other important stuff)

My 7th birthday, the day I went with my father (What was his name!?) and I met… someone.

Soon I realised that many of my "big events" of my life were blurry or gone, for example I know that I have a family but… I don't know their names… I know I have a best friend who is all in but blood, my brother… But again… I don't remember his name… And apparently my feelings of said memories too went with them, because I know I love my family, but I don't feel the same love I did… They feel like acquaintance's.

I started to feel true fear when I realised that soon, I'll just be. So, I started to "memorize" my most recent memories. First day of high school the anxiety that came on the same day, the joy of having a friend on the same class, the excitement of watching classic movies or reading classic books, watching my first anime with my best friend, visits to my family in Finland, my death and the regrets that came afterwards.

As this was happening I "felt" something come near me so I "turned" and saw the most peculiar site.

A man, clearly in his twenties, with brown hair, light brown eyes almost grey with a sleepy look on his face and he was wearing a blue shirt and jeans with white socks.

"So here you were… Ahem excuse me, my names John and your dead" Said John while looking straight into my "eyes"

"…" I didn't say anything because I was still trying to hang onto my latest memories and I didn't trust this guy.

"Hmm… I thought you would say something… Oh well if you don't want to say anything that's good too. So, your dead, and you are not in heaven nor hell. And you are probably thinking "Were am I?"… welp you are nowhere as in The Nothingness I guess is a fit name it's the place were people go to before reincarnating. so normally you go trough this process were your memories are "washed" until your "clean" then your thrown into "something", it's like recycling, pretty cool huh?... So, you are probably now thinking "Who am I?" and "What am I doing here" well, kid your lucky because I am an Author and well, you are part of the plot and the plot would have been so that, you would have forget everything about your previous life and so on… but an idea came to me… What if I told you the truth… What if I showed you the truth?" Said John ending it with a smirk.

Wha- what? This guy… Author? Reincarnate? The truth? I'm not gonna lie I'm nervous, this guy apparently knows what's happening to me and some other…stuff.

"Who are you? What are you!? What is happening to me!?" Alright I was straight up panicking but who wouldn't when your whole existence is in danger.

"Goddammit kid… Did you not hear what I just said? Never mind… As I said earlier who am I? I'm John and I'm an Author and that mean's just what it's supposed to mean, I write stories but I write particular stories which are FanFictions. I know that you know what that means so let's just skip that part. And again you are about to be reincarnated so your memories and things that make you you are being "deleted". And if you didn't notice the process has stopped since I came here so don't worry about that. Any meaningful questions?" Explained John annoyed for repeating what he said earlier.

After I heard I was safe from being "deleted" I calmed down somewhat and started to think what he said.

"How did you get here then? Are you dead too?" I questioned warily, I didn't trust this guy at all.

John seemed to perk up as I questioned him. Weird guy.

"Aaa now were getting some stuff done. So, how did I get here? Hmm… well Juhani-"Wait! I didn't tell you my name!"- Ah! True I'll explain later, but well let's see you probably think Authors just write stuff and think about ideas for the plot. Well your not wrong but neither correct, you see Authors can play with reality and with it they can get ideas for their stories. What I did was just cross the barrier of life and death and get into the same space as you. So, no I'm not dead *yawn*" Said John in tired voice while yawning in the end.

"Th-that's just absurd! Authors can play with reality? Are playing with me!? Oh god…" I exclaimed. Does this guy think I'm that stupid!? I just want to go home… were ever that is…I started to cry when I realized that I have no memory from 1-7 ½ years…

"*Sigh* Kid…Kid! Look…I know this stuff sounds absurd but you gotta deal with it now…Your dead, you were going to be reincarnated and I decided to intervene, but it was a last second decision so you already forgot more than half of your life…So, as I said you gotta deal with it" Said John now more awake.

"*Sniff* Why did you intervene…" I couldn't bring myself to care, I lost so many memories and a family. But still, I was a little curious of why, did this John decide to intervene 'He did say I was part of the plot. What plot?'

"Aaa you see when I said you were part of the plot I meant it. You are the main character of the fanfiction I'm writing and before I went to sleep I decided to add a little something to the story" As John said this, a little glint of madness made in to his eyes.

"An-and what was what you wanted to add into the story?" I felt like a little child now, after my temper tantrum I felt pretty numb so I just wanted to sleep or rest.

"I wanted to tell you the truth or better show it to you" Explained John getting more and more excited.

I really did not know if I wanted to know the truth as John puts it. But again, I have nothing else to do.

"The truth?" I asked.

"Yes! The truth, the truth of your existence. You… you are main character I created. Yes, you heard me I created you. You are but fiction to others but me and the place your going. Your "family" it exists but you on the other hand, do not. You are like a glitch once fixed, you are forgotten. You do not exist on Earth any more, no one remembers you, as you do not remember any one important there neither. Your death? That was my one and only interference. I may have made you a little bit like a shounen main character, so that you did stupid stuff like that on impulse. Almost everything you do is recorded to the computer I have back home I just have to upload it. If you were sharp enough you figured out that I can't control you or I wont. Correct I won't control you, your too special for that, but that doesn't mean that I can't control some events to make the story of your life interesting" Explained a now more awake John.

Huh… I see so my life was a lie? No, that's not right. Am I a lie? No, no, no that's not right either. I'm just… fiction. That's right just fiction ready to laughed at. Huh… I feel rather empty now… So, this was the truth, or was it?

"Prove it… I don't believe my whole existence is just fiction" I mumbled still feeling the cold and utter terror of almost being "cleaned" and disbelief.

"Hmm… well I did say that I would "show" you the truth… welp kid ready to go on a trip may either break you entirely or … well I don't know what else would happen so… yeah, here I'll grab your hand and I'll open your eyes to the truth of the universe that is "fiction"" Said John while grinning getting ready to show the kid the truth.

Feeling someone grabbing my hands I held tightly and prepared myself.

And with a flash a young boy and a man were gone from the nothingness.

[?, ?, ?]

As John let my hand go, I let it drop to my side and I stared at them.

"GRAAAAAAAA!"

Okay, I clearly wasn't prepared for that. I saw too much, I know too much and still I know so little. So, I now know that in Earth I'm just fiction I'm not real, but what is real? Is Earth even real? Is this whole thing real!?

I'm angry! My whole life was a lie, my family wasn't meant for me, my friends were just stepping stones to the story and now, here I am contemplating my existence. Really I'm just having an existence crisis it's not that big of a deal. Who am I even kidding! The audience! Or my myself!

"*Sigh* Kid we uhh I mean you gotta go soon so here's the deal… I'll give you permission to play with reality to um make some comic relief, alright? But I have to give you permission every time you want to play with it and you can only use it on comedic situations. So, um good luck were you end up and … sorry for telling you the truth. The story originally was supposed to go so were you knew nothing about your previous life and you would be ignorant to the whole thing so yeah, I'm sorry" Apologized John while looking around ignoring the sobbing of Juhani who sometimes let out a mad chuckle.

And before I could do anything else everything went white and then I felt pain and did the only thing I apparently could was cry because the pain was unbearable. I tried to move so to make pain go away but nothing worked, I could not see almost anything everything was blurry and the noises, NOISES! Were loud! Shut up! "Groaghula!" The hell? Wa-was that me!? What the hell is happening! "Waaaaa!" Help! Someone! Please! Everything is cold and loud! I-I just want it to end, please. As if answering to my prayers a voice I could somehow make out, called out.

"Guuugu" It didn't sound like any language I knew but I didn't care. This voice would keep me safe and I would keep it safe this I knew and it also knew.

I tried to move to that voice/sound? But someone carried me to somewhere else and I could hear another voice too but this voice brought me warmth and after being in the nothingness of death I was freezing. So, I tried to reach to the warmth that I knew would be there.

"Doctor, can you bring Ruby I want to carry my little gemstones together they are twins after all" Said the voice (female if I heard right)

As I was shifted around, I was passed to someone else but this was the voice who brought warmth and I immediately felt the warmth but the other voice, that I would protect and it would protect me, wasn't here so I started to panic.

"Shuuuu, please Doctor, Garnet is getting anxious" The woman tried to sooth me.

Another voice said something and suddenly I knew she was there right beside me, also being carried by this unknown woman. I tried to open my eyes to see were I was but the only thing I could see was red? And silver? I focused on the silver and I found myself transfixed, those were probably the most unique eye colour I've witnessed. Those big silver stared me down with so much love and adoration that filled me with more warmth. I also felt so sleepy, so sleepy that I think I'll take a nap here then I can figure out what is happening. I made sure she was safe and yawned then consciousness left me.

Summer Rose was tired very tired she had been on labour for approximately 12 hours that she couldn't stay conscious long but before she could, she looked down to her little gemstones. Ruby Rose and Garnet Rose were almost identical with her hair (black hair with red tips) and her eyes if she saw correctly. They now were hugging each other and it was probably the most adorable site Summer could lay witness upon, so with a proud smile she closed her eyes and prepared herself, for tomorrow was her debut as the "Super Mom" she always wanted to be.

And that's a wrap I'll write more chapters later when I have more time. So probably next next week because pretty soon I'll have a shit ton of tests. I'll try to fix the many mistakes that I probably made so please be patient. (English isn't my first language) See ya.