( ) = Thoughts

Italic = Whisper/Singing

Bold = Yell/ Comm. Device

Underlined = Emphasized Words

Italic Bold = Store Signs/Titles (Read Aloud)


Prologue Pt.2: Eyes of Blood & Silver Pt.1

Rodger: Welcome back! Huh, wondering why I'm doing the intro? Well it's late, the boss is asleep and the moron forgot to deactivate his computer so… my turn to write! This is the part where we finally get to begin the arc of my Remnant persona's origin and journey from Forever Fall to Atlas. Also you'll see why this story has an "M" rating in this chapter so~... Have fun!


"Now, where do I begin?" Rodger sat pondering while Marilyn was lost in boredom.

"Oh, I don't know." My sister said sarcastically. "Maybe the beginning?!"

"I mean: Do I jump to the journey, or do you want his looks and outfit first?" I replied looking slightly annoyed at my sister's comment.

"Oh, sorry bro." She replied apologetically. "I just really want to hear this story, and it's your fault since you got me hooked on RWBY!"

"I guess you're right." I sighed. "Fine I'll give you a 'shortened' version of his early life."

"Shortened?" She said while giving me a confused look. "What do you mean shortened? Do you not remember what I said when I said 'whole story?!"

"I say 'shortened' because even I have vague details on his past." I said explaining. " I can tell you what happened, just skipping over what I don't know."

"Ok, I'd say that's fair. Now out with it!" She said excitedly, while leading me to our living room couch.

"Alright, here's what I can remember…" I began.


A/N: Sorry to cut in, but I think I should explain this first. 'I' won't be explaining it in dialogue, it'll be explained by a 'backstory cut', these are parts in my story that you guys call 'flashbacks'. So it'll be laid out in a normal paragraph format, rather than a spoken/dialogue format.


It all started with the birth of a Faunus child, me so-to-speak. His name was Roger Mayson, son of Zacharias and April Mayson. He had his father's wolvish features, two fluffy ears and slightly sharpened teeth, but he had his mother's silver eyes and coffee black hair. Coming from a family of two retired Hunters sounds great right? Wrong. When Rodger hit 2 years of age, his life changed forever.

A secretive group of people from the 'White Fang' organization called Blackened Spirit, raided Rodger's village taking every man, woman or child. Their reason, a supposed scientific breakthrough that could grant mankind a camouflage to the Grimm, they called it "Shattered Moon". The reason why Rodger's village was raided is they needed 'Faunus' children for experimentation. The Grimm DNA wouldn't bond with any human DNA young or old, but if an animal based DNA sequence was used it bonded in seconds. So after careful consideration, and a large sum of cash sent to the head of the White Fang he sadly agreed to allow them to experiment on Faunus infants and toddlers. The reason for using younglings is that anything over 5 years old any DNA would be killed by any antibodies in the immune system.

After separating the strong from the weak, only 20 out of 200 children were chosen to partake in the experiment. To avoid their secret escaping to the outside world the executed anyone who didn't make the cut. Sadly 4 more died during the selection process, which was needed to find out which types of DNA were compatible with the host. After the remaining 16 children received their DNA they noticed some children were already mutating into a form befitting their chosen DNA, because of this half of the remainder had to be killed to prevent a riot. The only remaining types of DNA after the incident were: Beowolf, Ursa, King Taijitu, Nevermore, Geist, Boarbatusk, and Griffon. So to prevent this situation from happening again they cryogenically froze the remaining 8. After four long years of slumber the scientists unfroze their subjects to find only 3 had survived: Beowulf, Ursa and Geist.

To see if their bodies could handle anymore power they decided to add an ancient strand of DNA to each of their systems to make the more advanced forms. To their misfortune the children had already developed powers befitting their types during their cryo-sleep. Which allowed their Geist child to escape, never to be seen again. With the other two however their hunch was a complete success, the remaining two had taken on the primal instincts of the Beowulf Alpha, and the Ursa Major. After a little time with their parents to reassure the children's hope and their parents trust, they put them to work. Physical, mental, psychological and emotional 'training' allow the remaining two to become nigh-unstoppable soldiers.

To assure their undying loyalty to the cause of helping the White Fang grant peace between humans and Faunus, they had one final trial. A trial to see if their 'psychological' training worked. (In other words, they were planted with hypnotic messages, if the certain frequency sound was used the children would do anything their master told them to do.) Their trial was to 'punish' discriminatory people who hated the Faunus, what they didn't know that the 'offenders' were their own parents. After seeing what they had done to their precious child the Masons were waiting for their inevitable doom, but it didn't come. From the view if the scientists the Ursa child had quickly dispatched his parents, but Rodger, the Beowulf child, wasn't moving.

"Please… don't…" Aprill pleaded as their son raised his claws to strike them down. "I know you're still in there my little cub, please come back to us…"

"M-mommy? D-d-daddy?" Were the only words that came out of Rodger's mouth.

"Yes, Rodger it's us!" His father answered looking hopeful. "Please just keep trying to fight back! You can-."

"Enough of this, just kill them already!" As the head researcher screamed, slamming her hand down on the ultrasonic pulse generator switch. Doing so forced Rodger to writhe and flail in pain.

"AHH! NEVER I WON'T HURT MY FAMILY!" As Rodger screamed at his torturers, not realizing that the task had been done accidentally.

"You don't need to worry about them anymore." The head researcher commented. "You killed them in your little outburst." She finished, not realizing the black & silver energy that began to form around him.

"No… NO… NOOO!" As Rodger looked upon the corpses of his parents. The twisted neck that his father had, and the blood dripping from his mother's head meant when he whipped around he hit them both and they were killed when they hit the wall behind him.

"I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!" Roger screamed as he began to strike the reinforced glass window he faced, and to the scientists shock and terror the glass was cracking. After the glass shattered there was no stopping Rodger at this point, he slaughtered everyone. Only a few scientists escaped, one with steel-grey hair and green eyes, another with snow-white hair and blue eyes and a final one with volcanic-ash colored hair with amber eyes. From that day the lab that Project: Shattered Moon was performed in was in ruins, never to be touched in almost a decade.

They caused all of this chaos, all this murder, all of this pointless torture… and for what, a few soldiers to help bring peace between the two races.


"Whoa… That is really, REALLY dark." As my little sister looked at me in awe.

"That's only the beginning of it." I said, standing up.

"The beginning?!" She exclaimed. "What's the next part?!"

"How I met the Ocel family and my so called 'childhood'..." I answered dully. "I'd recommend getting a drink and taking a bathroom break Mari, you'll need it."

"Good idea, back in a mo'!" She agreed while sprinting to our guest bathroom.

"I will never understand the amount of energy she has." I muttered to myself as I poured us some tea. "Then again, I may go insane if I try to understand that." I finished chuckling.

As a few minutes passed as I heard the toilet flush and my ferret-like sister dashed right back into her spot on the couch.

"Ready to meet my persona's step-family?" I asked her, while handing her a cup of lemon, cinnamon tea. (Sounds weird, but me and the boss have had it and it tastes amazing.)

"Yup!" She responded with a smile to give the Cheshire Cat a run for his money. "Let's get on with it!"

"Ok, let me start a week after I left the lab…"


To be continued...