Its cute that y'all think you're the heroes of this little adventure, but you're not.
"Welcome to Pandora kiddo"
-Handsome Jack
It's night time in the streets of Vale. Most people have started going home or going to work and all that stuff. Our familiar ashen haired hero is seen walking down the street and into an alleyway
He was getting something out of his pocket. It looked to be like some kind of phone. It wasn't your average scroll mind you. The object fitted mostly the entirety of his hand. It has a black front and white back cover. He started to tinker with it and looked at a menu that seems like a customization menu for a video game. He tapped a section that said hair and selected his hair color of choice. And with the tap of a button, his hair changed from ashen black to a pure greyish white.
He then exited the alley and walked away carrying his guitar case with him as well. He was heading towards the shady parts of Vale and looked at the scenery before him.
'Too bad this place will be turned into a crap shack wasteland in the next year.' thought the man. He already knew what was to happen. He has seen the outcome of what's to become of Vale in the time of the Vital Festival of the coming year back in his world. He felt devastated when he saw it but nonetheless accepted what has happened. He felt a bit guilty of the events but carried on.
As he was thinking of this, he stumbled upon a sight as a group of men started following another man with a cane. The man wore a cream-white trench coat with black gloves. He had on black dress pants with dress shoes as well. He wore a bowler hat and has orange hair with a bang of hair covering his right eye, with his other eye having eye liner.
The other men just wore typical black suits with black dress pants and red dress shirts with red tinted sunglasses and black fedoras.
The young man watched on. During his travels, wandering the world of Remnant, he would come across a lot of trouble from many adversaries, be it thieves, bandits, mercenaries, rogue Huntsmen, Imaginites, rival Misfits, and the usual mugger here and there. What he is seeing right now, he would normally try to stay away from people's business but seeing as this was a Dust store robbery, he won't exactly stand by and watch.
He followed the group of men to a Dust shop. Dust is what helps Huntsmen and Huntresses to fight with their weapons and abilities. The young man already knew this being stuck on this planet for one and a half years now age 19.
They then entered the shop and the head honcho then went to the front counter.
"Please just take my lien and leave!" The old man said at the front counter.
"Shh we're not here for your money… Grab the Dust.!" Said the man with the bowler hat.
The men then started spreading to other sections of the store, grabbing others sorts of Dust, be it crystal shaped or powdered form.
Outside
The young man watched this unfold and prepared himself. However, his choice in clothing has changed. Instead of his black trench coat, now he started wearing his favorite video game character's outfit. He wore a black skin tight long sleeve shirt under a black collared red waistcoat. It had three belt straps on it instead of buttons. He wore red jeans with black ankle-length combat boots that stopped somewhat below the knees. He had two belt straps with a molle pouch strapped to his right thigh. He wore a red leather trench coat with the sleeves rolled up to show his arms with the sleeves reaching above the elbow. And finally wearing dark brown leather fingerless gloves.
He entered the shop and went to a one magazine stand next to the entrance. He did a posture the made him seem like he was browsing the shelf. It was only a matter of time until one of the henchmen spotted him.
"Alright, put you hands up where I can see 'em!" yelled one of the henchmen towards the young man.
The young man just ignored him and continued looking at the magazines.
"Didn't you hear me!? I said hands in the air!" yelled the henchmen.
Having enough of this, the henchman started approaching the youngster. Just who does this guy think he is, ignoring him when a robbery is in progress!?
Just as the henchman's hand reached the shoulder of the young man, the henchman didn't expect seeing a barrel of a pistol pointing at his face with the man still looking at the magazines.
*Bang*
The sound of a body hitting the floor got the attention of most if the men in the store, including a little girl reading a magazine at another corner of the store. The young man looked at the body at the floor and surprisingly, the there was no bullet hole where the henchman was shot at.
"Well well, looks like we got a hero wannabe here. You seem strong and cunning, why not work with me for jobs and all that jazz, how's that sound?" The man with the bowler hat said.
Just when he said this, a random henchman went flying out there window of the shop. Both men looked on to see a girl no older than 15. She had red tipped black hair, light pale skin and silver eyes. She wore a black blouse with a black corset with red laces. She also wears a black combat skirt with red tipping and gray leggings with black combat boots with also some red laces. On top of her blouse was a red hooded cloak.
She started to fight and defeat most of the henchmen and most landed outside the shop with a weapon that was a combo between a scythe and a sniper rifle.
Meanwhile, the young man observed what has unfolding and landed a kick to the man with the bowler hat thus having him land on his ass. He went outside to help with the 15 year old girl.
"Oookay…get them." The man with the bowler hat said as he got up and began walking out the shop with the rest of the henchmen following suit towards both the girl and the red-clad warrior. He stared at the two people that foiled his plans. Many of the henchmen started fighting in numbers towards 'Big Red' as Roman would nickname him, and didn't seem to go anywhere. These men were incompetent. Right when the last henchmen was defeated, he tapped his cane to get the attention of both fighters.
"You both were worth every cent, truly you were. Well, Big Red, and little Red I think we can all say its been an eventful evening. And as much as I wanna stick around…" He raised his cane towards the both of them, the bottom of the cane opening up to look like an iron sights with a gun barrel at the bottom. "But I'm afraid this is where we part ways." said the man.
'Huh, a nickname for me eh? How touching.' the young man thought sarcastically as he saw the bowler hat man preparing to fire a round out of his cane. He rolled out of the way of the crossfire and an explosion took place.
As the dust cleared, the criminal began running and climbing a ladder to a rooftop.
The young man ran to him as he didn't hear the young girl shout to him. He ran and jumped up towards the roof of the building that Roman was going to with a ladder. Once he jumped, a glyph appeared below him which made him do a double jump towards the roof. A jump which he refers to as 'Air Hike.'
When he reached the rooftop, he was met with a gust of wind when a VTOL-like airship was in the air and the criminal began to prepare another dust round into his cane, but the gray-white haired man knew what to do. Just as the man threw red dust round the young man quick drew his white pistol and shoot at the red dust crystal just before the crystal could get too close.
*KABOOM*
The impending explosion seemed bigger than what it originally looked. This definitely shook the VTOL big time. However the young man looked to his right to see both the 15 year old girl and a woman.
The woman looked to be in her mid-twenties or early 30s. She wore a white dress shirt with puffy sleeves at the ends of the cuffs. There was also a hole that exposed a general amount of cleavage. She also wears black leggings along with a black skirt that stopped above the knee. She wore heels too. She wore glasses and her blonde was tied into a bun with some hair bangs going to the sides of her face.
He turned back to see another woman. This one has black long hair and wore a off shoulder, V-neck dress that stopped at the knees. She wore black shorts and glass heels. She wore anklet on one of her ankles and her face was obscured by the shadows of the inside of the airship.
She starts throwing a swarm of flames at the three people but they all managed to hold their ground. The girl started taking shots at the woman with her sniper scythe while the crimson clad women blocked them all with her hand flawlessly, while the blonde woman used a riding crop to make magic glyphs. The young man then started to shoot the engine off the VTOL.
It was at this moment that the VTOL needed to get away. Just as the criminal started to pilot the ship, the ship's screens all flickered and instead of the ship's overall display the screen was replaced with a digitalized skull with a black background. After a few seconds the ship deactivated thus plummeted towards the streets below.
Back at the rooftop, both the young man and the woman looked down below to see the damaged but then the 15 year old decided to break the silence by talking to the woman.
"You're a huntress?!," The young girl asked the lady. "Can I have your autograph?" she said with a gleam of excitement in her silver eyes.
The lady didn't seem pleased. She was about to reprimand the little girl but saw the white haired man walking towards the roof edge.
"Where do you think you're going?" asked the woman in a stern voice.
The young man stopped for a brief moment. "I got places to be, people to talk to, and creatures to kill. so catch you later." He then proceeded to jump off.
Later
The young man walked down the streets away from where he originally was. He knew that the criminals got away the moment the VTOL crashed. He knew they were gone.
"That's fine, don't need Torchwick dead, he could be a vital asset" Said the youngster to himself.
He then stumbled upon an apartment complex that seems so close to the air docks that seemingly led to the prestigious Beacon Academy.
He fished out his phone out of his pocket and looked through a text message from a misfit he met during his travels.
Go to this address. This is where you're living for the time being. You can't just be a wanderer forever. Plus you need a break from vacation. Don't worry. I paid for everything you need for this apartment. Of course I hacked a few political figures of their cash so you should last a year and 4 months until all of Vale goes to shit.
4536 amethyst avenue.
-Shade
As the young man entered the apartment, he was greeted with a receptionist who he then proceeded to give the information so he would stay in this apartment.
As he got to his room, it looked very spacious. There was a whole living room with furniture, a kitchen on the left side of the entrance, and a hallway leading to a bedroom and bathroom on the right.
All in all, it felt like home.
He settled in for the night. He went out like a light.
Undisclosed location
Ozpin sat by a desk. After talking with a young Ruby Rose, and deciding to have her attend Beacon Academy, he decided to look the combat footage of the other person that was with Ruby at the time. He seem to have no problem with taking down some henchmen. However when analyzing his fighting style he couldn't decipher it. He saw that the young man was good. No better than anyone. It would seem the young man can even surpass Ozpin himself if he wanted to.
"He's dangerous Ozpin." said his long time friend.
"I know Glynda." Replied Ozpin.
Even Glynda knew that the young man was powerful but at the time of the robbery he seemed to be holding back.
'it seems I'm going to have a talk with you soon young man' thought Ozpin. And with that he closed the combat footage and settled to look for the mysterious man.
From afar
From looking at his phone, a man sees this turn of events unfold. After watching Ozpin through a security camera he hacked, he settled off to a place unknown.
"It seems that you'll have an uninvited guest soon." The unknown individual said to himself as he was doing some hacking through his phone. Then promptly left somewhere.
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In order to transcend this cursed plane of reality the machine has accessed, one must find the source of the scourge of Imaginations, lest the horrible night of dread will carry on forever
-Dr. Wes Hansen.