From the moment we're thrown into this world, we're fated to bring each other nothing but pain and suffering.

-Psycho Mantis.

Both fighters have started gaining focus at the new adversary that was in front of them. It had been too long since they have ever encountered a creature like this during their time here.

Shade, who was typing buttons on his phone, summoned forth a type of loot cache. Once it was summoned, he approached the box and opened it. In it, he took out what looked like a tactical vest. He put it over his jacket. He then took out an assault rifle that looked like an AK-47. Silver in color and black in decals.

Both misfits then started firing at the creature from different angles. Dante shooting from the right while Shade fired from the left. This was making the creature a bit disoriented, but finally chose to go for Shade in this instance since he was closer.

The creature raised its right clawed hand and swung down to the ground to try and swipe Shade off the ground.

Shade dodged and combat rolled to the left to avoid getting hit. Dante just kept on firing with his dual pistols.

What happened next was the creature giving a ear splitting roar that shook the battlefield. It was then made clear that the creature was very angry.

It saw Dante and decided to charge at him. He would make the perfect combat roll if the left clawed hand didn't go in his field of vision. He was raised into the air and was getting pounded to the ground. Each smash writhing with pain that formed from within the misfit. However, the pain was not effective. He can barely feel the pain.

Shade, fired round after round of bullets towards the beast to help let Dante go. The imaginator screamed in pain and threw the person that was in its hands through five trees and onto the ground.

Auditorium

Everyone in the stands were worried for the new additions to Beacon. The students never encountered this creature before in their lives. They saw what it can do and saw what it did to Dante.

For team RWBY, Ruby was thinking of having her team go help them. Team JNPR thought the same.

But then, they witness something that made them go wide eyed.

Dante had his own sword, impaled into his chest that pierced through his back.

Emerald Forest

Dante was seen lying on the ground with his sword being impaled into his own being. To say he didn't see this coming was an understatement. He speculated that these things are getting a bit smarter.

This wasn't a big deal for him though. There were times where he accidentally impaled himself and a time where he accidentally shot himself in the foot when he threw one of his guns on the ground which fired of on impact.

He got up with his sword still stuck to his body. He imagined that everyone in the stands are having their eyes widened in horror see a man with a sword stuck into him and still keep on walking.

That didn't bother him though. He was used to this whenever he encounters people in his times as a wanderer, there were times he helped a small village from a grimm attack and when one of the grimm managed to flank Dante, the grimm sunk its claws deep into his chest cavity. To say most of the village was shocked was an understatement. They were all terrified and beyond. But when he healed, it freaked some of the villagers out.

He put both of his hands on the flat sides of the blade and pulled it out without effort or any pain. Once pulled, he lazily let his hands go to his sides and the tip of the sword hit the ground thus letting the sword stand.

Shade looked back while shooting at the creature towards Dante.

"Hey?! A little help over here!" Shade yelled

"Alright hang on!" replied Dante once he started running.

"Hang on?!" replied Shade as he was being carried by the creature's clawed hand while Shade's free hand was shooting bullets from a pea shooter he called a assault rifle.

(play Transformers Devastation Extended OST - Megatron's battle theme)

Dante sprinted towards the creature and used his sword to slash at the feet of the creature. It roared in annoyance than in pain. The creature tried using it's other hand to take Dante of his feet but failed. He jumped over it and speed up towards the head and slashed with blinding speed, that you couldn't even see the blade.

'Quicksilver is the best special ability I have.' It was true. Quicksilver is a time controlling combat style that allows the user to move at lightning fast speeds. He used this back then when trying to do two things in one day 5 months back. Riding on a train and walking in on a battle in a valley.

He slashed towards the clawed hand that held Shade at lightning fast speeds. Once he deactivated Quicksilver and seconds later, the clawed hand was severed. Shade fell down flat on his ass with an audible 'OW! MY BUTT CHEEKS' being said with many on the stands snickering and laughing at Shade's misfortune.

Dante ignored this and landed gracefully on his feet as the imaginator screamed in pain at the loss of its hand.

Dante then used his two pistols and fired at the head of the creature while the creature was stunned. After shooting more of the head, Dante then threw his sword towards the creature's left eye thus leaving it blind. Then Dante held his hand up and the sword went back to his hand. He then holstered his sword behind his back and held out his hand.

A ripple of blue energy formed in his hand. It glowed very bright and once it died down, a sheathed katana was in his hands. The handle had white braids with a gold collar on the way towards the guard. The sheath was black with some gold decals on the bottom of the sheath.

Dante then moved and slashed at the creature with as much force as possible to hurt the creature.

Auditorium

Blake of team RWBY was a bit shocked. She gasped quietly at the sight of the katana and how he moved. He was fast and cunning. He moved faster than what the naked eye could see. His techniques mirrored her former partner Adam's fighting style in a very similar style. Now she really need to talk to him when the time was right.

Emerald Forest

Meanwhile, Shade bought up his phone and clicked and touched a few buttons. Once he clicked a final button, another ripple of blue energy formed next to him. Then another loot cache took its place. Shade went over to it, and opened it up. He lifted up what appeared to be a MG turret. It was bulky in appearance. There was a kickstand under it so it could be mounted on the ground. (Think of Jorge's weapon from Halo Reach) the color was of blue decals and silver in color.

He mounted the turret and started firing.

"I'll hold it off for as long as I can, you concentrate on your own thing!" Said Shade over the gunfire.

"No worries. Just need to line it up!" replied Dante. He sheathed the katana and took a combat stance with his sheath katana at his left side while his right hand was at the ready on the handle of the katana. Both feet separate with his right foot forward, and left foot back.

Shade was was doing a good job at being able to hold off an imaginator that size with only a small arsenal of weaponry. Whenever the creature seemed to hear his gunfire since it was blind, he would move out of the way onto a new firing position and continue firing. Whenever the creature swung its remaining arm, he would roll to the side while leaving his weapon behind with a new one. There were times where he would save some of the weapons he leaves behind and store them in a loot cache during battle. People would often wonder if guns were the sole reason that he fights. But in reality, he doesn't like to reveal much of his combat style to people. Only when it was 'necessary.'

The creature seemed to have enough and was following Shade, who was running towards Dante. The creature tried flinging its remaining clawed hand at Shade but Shade was much faster at avoiding the claw. He was still a bit a distance away from Dante and this was so Dante could concentrate on the technique he was going to perform on the beast. He concentrated his eyes on the creature and felt his thumb on the handguard of the katana's handle. Right hand on the handle and left hand on his scabbard. The creature was going at him fast, followed by Shade.

Once shade was at sword drawing distance between the creature and Dante, Shade combat rolled forward, as a means to not get sliced in half by his own friend. Once the creature was running close in hot seething rage, then Dante let loose. He dashed forwards and unsheathed the katana at a blinding speed. Everything seemed to go into a black and white plain and in slow motion as the creature's upper half body was severed from its lower half, disintegrating into nothingness. The lower half laid dead with blood pooling out of the severed stump. The world went back to normal and everything was going back into normal speed. Dante then stood at his regular composure and sheathed his katana slowly after doing a couple of spins on it and finally sheathing it.

*click*

(End music here)

Auditorium

Everyone in the auditorium were in shock and awe at what they have witnessed. Everyone including teams RWBY and JNPR. they had just witnessed a huge example of badassery at its finest. Both teams couldn't wait to see him and tell him how good he is, what training has he gotten. The only one that's more eager to talk to him would be Blake. He showed a lot of physical combat capabilities. He was strong in hand-to-hand, sword fighting, and marksmanship. But what she really needed to talk to him about was about the time she left the White Fang. she needs to know if he is the same person as the one Adam fought on the train.

5 Months Ago

Today was the day. The day that Blake will leave what was left of the original White Fang. She thought it over during the mission. She planned on leaving as soon as the task was done. Once finishing she would leave Adam for the humans of the Schnee Dust Company. She saw her former partner telling her it was time. He wore black slack pants and black coat with patterns on his back that resemble a wilting rose with his ninjato shotgun rifle hybrid Wilt and Blush on his left hand. He had spiky red and black hair with brown hair cover the back part of his head. He had bull horns on his head that seem to blend in with his hair. He wore a White Fang mask with red wilting rose patterns decorating it.

She and Adam were planting explosives on a train. But she didn't get a rundown of what to do with the passengers.

"What about them?" he answered coldly towards Blake. This was the final straw. She thought she was doing the right thing with all the robberies and planned attacks. The White Fang was with her ever since the day she was born. This White Fang changed. It was no longer protests and walk-ins, it was just plain terrorist attacks.

Once Adam opened the door towards the next train cart, he was expecting atlas bots to come at them. But instead, there was a young man with a familiar black leather coat with red leather inside leaning against the wall of the cart with his arms crossed and his white haired head down. He looked up at the door and saw Adam standing there when he opened his eyes.

"Hmm, guess I was a bit early to say the least. Could be worse, might have been too late." said Dante just as he was leaning out and walking towards Adam.

"Filthy human, you will die like the rest of the scum onboard!" replied Adam with an everlasting scowl on his face. He readied Wilt as he unsheathed it from blush.

"Hmm, let's see if you can prove it. To be honest, I was itching for a nice relaxing train ride to whatever this train was going. But it seems like my vacation is cut short. By the way, call me Redgrave." Dante replied while he summoned a sword that had a silverish brown pommel with a skull decorate the bottom of the handle. The handguard was in resemblance of bat wings and the blade was silver as well.

Adam growled, and dashed towards him while bidding Blake to give him some time. Both fighters were going head to head with the best of their abilities. Both blades clashed and whatever sword slash was coming at either of them, one of them would deflect or dodge. It was a dance of blades.

The battle seemed to be going on for 20 minutes until Adam had enough. It was time to end this. He sheathed Wilt and was preparing to slice Dante in half. During the fight, he was absorbing force and energy into his weapon. His hair and wilting rose designs on his coat started glowing. Once the human was in his range, he unsheathed the ninjato and sliced at Dante seemingly disintegrating him.

What he didn't realize though, was that Dante has appeared behind the one that disintegrated was actually his other ability, doppleganger. He was behind him and hit him on the head with the pommel of his sword. This staggered Adam a bit until he saw his adversary going through lightning fast speeds. He attacked Adam at all angles. Sword lacerations and scratches appeared on his clothes and skin with blood slowly coming out of the scratches. After one final swing, Adam was knocked back 10 feet towards the door he opened leading outside. He skidded to a stop in at the end of the train cart. He growled in pain while slowly getting up to a knee.

He saw Blake in front of him with a sad look on her face. She drew her katana, Gambol Shroud and was prepared to slice the cufflink that held the two separate train cars together. But before she could do, the man that fought Adam appeared next to her and sliced the cufflink, leaving the cart that they were both on, be left behind while both watched Adam became a dot in the distance of the train.

She looked at the white haired man confused as to why he had done this.

"Why? How did you know i was going to cut this?" She asked confused while at the same time, she was preparing for another battle, should it start.

"All will be answered in time fair maiden" said Dante as he used his Quicksilver ability to vanish on the spot, leaving Blake on the train cart alone.

Blake couldn't sleep. She just couldn't. She couldn't get the image of Dante out of her head. No matter how hard she tried to take the image out, be it with a book, or looking out the window, nothing helped. She still remembered what happened during the train robbery. She remembered the fight between Adam and the White haired youngster, the way how he managed to beat Adam. It would've been impossible to defeat him. She knew so due to her experience of sparring with him during her time training with him in the White Fang. And the words Dante spoke out to her right when he severed the link to the train cart.

"All will be answered in time fair maiden."

What did those words meant? Did he somehow knew she was going to Beacon after she left the White Fang?!

She had been wanting to know the truth to see if he was the real Dante.

'Redgrave' she thought. That last name struck out when he revealed his name last night before his initiation. She didn't really think much on it and decided to leave it be until he wore his black and red coat on initiation. She was impressed with his skill and combat prowess.

She sighed in frustration. She just needed to know if it was truly him. She just needed to confirm it. She needed to know the truth desperately. She just couldn't take the subtle waiting anymore. Maybe the words he said to her on the train must have been a clue to know the truth eventually.

She climbed out of her bunk bed, which was held by books while still in her black yukata. Her team took the time to decorate the dorm her team was staying in. She heard snoring above her and saw Yang sprawled on the bed snoring. She headed out the door. Just as she opened it, a certain red head poked her head out from the bed sheets.

"Where are you going Blake?" asked Ruby with a sleepy tone in her voice.

'I'm going for a walk to clear my head." replied Blake just as she was heading out the door. She walked towards the right side of the hallway towards Dante's room. The footsteps being silent for every step she takes with her bare feet, walking towards her destination, which just so happens to be Dante's dorm. The hallway was all white walls and black decals. She knew since she can see in the dark nearly perfectly due to her being a Faunus.

Eventually, after what felt like an eternity, which was only 30 seconds, she was standing in front of Dante's door. She felt determined to know if he was the one that saved her during the train heist. Only there was something that bothered her. What if he wasn't awake? Why was she so...afraid to knock and ask? She was trembling a bit when she tried to knock on the door to Dante's room. She reached the wood but stopped an inch from knocking. Why was she like this? Was knowing the truth really that much to make her feel afraid?

'NO!' she yelled in her head 'I need to know. I just can't take it, I need to know if this is the same guy who was at that train!' she thought desperately. With some newfound courage she lifted her hand once again and formed a fist to knock on the door to the truth.

Knock knock

She waited.

She waited until she could faintly hear the sound of footsteps inside the room. Eventually, she saw the door open. She saw dante in what supposedly appears to be in his sleep wear.

"Can we talk?"

It was a little after initiation that Dante was congratulated. He and Shade performed exceptionally well. To celebrate, he and his friend went to the cafeteria and decided whatever they desired to their heart's content. After that, he decided to enter his dorm. Not a while longer, both teams RWBY and JNPR came and asked him a bunch of questions. Most of which was how he learned to do what he did in initiation. He told them all it was a secret and will be revealed in time. During that time he noticed Blake giving subtle glances at him every chance she gets. But once he looked back at her, she would quickly revert her eyes back to her book.

It wasn't until night time, did all the teams go back to their dorms to turn in for the night. For him, a shower would feel nice. So he took whatever clothes he felt comfortable sleeping in and went into the shower. He took off his shirt and looked at himself in the mirror.

He had many scars decorating his body. There were three sword slashes covering his back and a laceration on his right shoulder. What stands out however was the decorative, seemingly glowing tattoo that covered his left forearm. It looked like the lines you see in a circuit board but every now and then you could see tribal style marks. What stands out was the symbol that was on his upper arm. It was a sword with wings sprouting out the sides with a circle in the middle. This was the representation of his power. The more tattoos a misfit had, it meant either to look cool or show what injuries you sustained during your training.

He looked at the tattoo, and saw a faint blue glow to it. Only once enough darkness is present, the blue glow will glow brighter. However any misfit can make it glow bright at will, even in the daylight. He clenched his fist. No use remembering the brutal training. All he wanted was a shower and be done for the day. He turned on the shower head, took of his pants only leaving him in a towel before going in the shower.

It took a full 10 minutes for a good shower. Dante came out of the steamy shower and was shown in only a black t-shirt with its left sleeve long while the other sleeve was short. He had on red sweatpants and black socks while leaving the shower. He went and sat on his desk while still having wet and damp white hair. He looked out the window and saw the starry sky. He looked at the broken moon, remembering his past of 2 years ago. Before it all went down.

He was broken out of his trance when he heard a knocking on his door. He shook his head and headed towards the door. He wondered who it will be?

As if answering his question, he opened the door only to have blue eyes meet amber eyes.

Blake was standing at his door, still in her black Yukata that seemed to show a bit of her form fitting figure while it still show a bit of her creamy legs. He had her left arm rubbing her right arm as if looking a bit nervous. She had a look of uncertainty as she was eyeing Dante.

"Can we talk?"

After Dante heard those three words, he knew that the day would eventually come when she had to go to him to question his involvement of 5 months ago.

He stood aside, letting her enter the room. She looked around to familiarize herself with her surroundings. She saw Dante sitting in his chair while making a gesture for her to sit on the bed in front of him. She did so and sat on the bed. It felt comfortable, warm and spacious. She twirled her left finger a bit to get a feel for the fabric that made the bed sheet. She still had her head down without facing Dante. She still needed seconds to know what to say.

She then moved her head up. Her own amber eyes meeting his icy blue somewhat cold, yet comforting eyes.

"5 months ago, I was on a train, with a friend, and we...were planting explosives...then you came and…" Blake took a small breath to calm down. She didn't think it would be this difficult to talk.

"Are you...the one who...fought Adam that day?" Blake asked with slight hesitation in her voice, still maintaining eye contact towards the misfit.

The misfit lowered his head for a bit until he looked up and got off the chair. He stared out the window into the night, clutching his left hand open and closed.

"Yes, it was me. I was the one who fought your former partner that day." He said.

That just confirmed it. She let out a breath that she was holding in for a bit. He just said it was him. But that just leaves a bit few unanswered questions.

Why didn't he report her to the authorities? Why didn't he fight her when he severed the cufflink? He knew she was also a faunus and yet he didn't tell anyone. Why?

"You knew that I was a faunus and worked with the White Fang. Why didn't you report me to the authorities? Why didn't you tell anyone else about me being a faunus? Blake demanded with a little edge in her voice.

"It wasn't my right to tell anyone your heritage." said Dante. "Only you have the right to tell anyone if you're a faunus. I held my mouth shut to anything that doesn't concern me." he said with reassurance in his voice.

Blake calmed down and was a bit surprised as to why he didn't tell anyone about her faunus heritage.

"And as to why I didn't hand you to the authorities, is because you weren't part of the White Fang." he said

"What?" Blake asked "What do you mean?"

"I saw it in your eyes. You knew what you were doing was wrong, so you decided to run." he said.

Blake sighed in little content. She remembered a bit of what Shade said during initiation about running. He knew that she was leaving the White Fang behind. He knew it due to seeing her eyes. She felt a bit better for letting some things out. However, another thing she left out was her past.

"...I was once a member of the White Fang...you could say I was born into it. Back then, we were peaceful. We became civil, and I was at the front of every protest, and every sit-ins. It was all going well. We finally got some things that we deserved...It wasn't until 5 years ago, the old leader stepped down, and a new one took his place. Now we just planned attacks. We destroyed and vandalized shops and stores that didn't serve us, we robbed whatever supply store and places just to show we mean business. And worst part was, it was working. We were finally getting rights. Not out of respect, but of fear...All we did was just…" Blake couldn't say much any longer. She had a little bit of tears coming out of her amber irises. She started trembling a bit.

It wasn't until she felt a hand on her shoulder that she stop her trembling. She looked up and saw Dante with a sympathetic look on his face.

"You don't have to continue if you don't want to. Anything that is being said in this room will never leave this room. This room can and will hold any secrets that anyone can bring. Don't be afraid of speaking out your mind. I'm here to listen to any one of you on your problems and I will be their shoulder to cry on, a friend to talk to, a person for guidance and above all, a friend to all of you." he said with in a calm and soothing manner.

Blake was surprised on his declaration. He was someone willing to hear and willing to listen to anyone and anything that crosses one's mind. He was here for anyone that wants to be a friend to him. Her tears stopped a bit and had a smile form on her face.

"Anything else you wanna ask me?" asked Dante with his left hand still on Blake's shoulder.

"...What do you think of the White Fang?" She asked.

"...The actions of a few misguided people shouldn't be held against an entire race. To be honest, I respect what they were going for. But now since the old leader stepped down, They are just out for blood and don't care whose it is. But I have nothing against faunus." He said while removing his hand from Blake's shoulder. He walked towards the window again, the moonlight gleaming off his skin.

" Faunus are just like humans, we breathe the same air, we do the same things humans do everyday, we both walk the same. If anything, faunus are humans but better. But humanity just decides to be blind and not see some of the good stuff the faunus did. Its a miracle that only a majority of us humans are born stupid. We are born to believe in something others believe in and get it programed in our heads. We just choose to be blind to some of the truth. But in the end, we all have a certain perception towards reality."

As he was saying this, he unconsciously rolled up his left arm sleeve and revealed his tattoo glowing a perfectly bright blue.

Blake gasped as she saw the tattoo on his arm. She had her eyes widen at the details of the tattoo. She was fascinated by the sight.

"...What happened?" she asked in concern.

"...That's a story for another time. For now, its getting late." he said as he pointed towards a clock that said 10:20 PM and rolled down his sleeve.

Blake then headed towards the door while Dante opened it for her.

"Thank you for listening about my past" she said with a smile on her face, her tears already dried.

"Anytime. You're welcome to come by and talk to me anytime. Talk to me about anything. Remember what i said. Nothing leaves this room." Dante replied.

Blake nodded, but not before giving Dante a hug for what he helped her with. He returned the hug hesitantly until she broke it off and went walking down to her dorm.

He went inside and locked the door. He looked out towards his window again. He smiled to himself. He walked and went face first into his bed sprawled out lazily and was out like a light.

Undisclosed Location

Right above the rooftops of Vale, a bullhead was making its way towards a boarding dock. Once the doors opened, only two figures came out.

The first one stood at a good 6'5. He wore a black button up trench coat with coat tails that almost reaches his ankles with white tribal designs on the left sleeve while the back formed a crucifix. He wore black fingerless woolen gloves and dark blue jeans. He had white hair that was combed over from the left hand side with his hair bang covering his right eye. He had a bit of thick stubble while he had sharp blue eyes giving him a most handsome face. He had black shoes that had straps in place of laces. In his left hand held a katana. The blade itself was silver with a red line going from the tip and downwards. The sheath was dark blue hue and had gold accents.

The second figure stood at 6'2. He had a rebreather/respirator donned on his face while a pair of red tinted tactical goggles covered his eyes. He wore headphones on his ears and had dark blue hair. He wore a black t shirt and blue work jacket under a blue-ish silver-ish futuristic peach of rectangular armor that only covered his upper part of his body protecting his vitals. Blue armor pauldrons on each of his shoulders and silver gauntlets with a red line going around the wrist area and dark blue cybernetic-like gloves. He wore silvery white cargo pants with blue greaves and black running shoes.

Both were observing the townspeople at night and were heading towards a direction with no destination in mind.

The first figure then spoke.

"Nice night, isn't it?" asked the first figure.

"Sure is." replied the second.

"Can you pinpoint where you think Shade is at?" He asked

"Over by Beacon Academy, Misfit Commandant." said the second figure.

"Hmm. guess I'll reveal myself to the headmaster later. Besides, it's a nice night to start a little prank calling wouldn't you agree Soundwave?" said the Commandant with a playful smirk on his face.

"I couldn't agree with you more Requiem" Said Soundwave.

"Alright, also its Misfit Commandant Requiem to you!" He said with a little sass in his voice.

Both men laughed a bit before departing.

'Cinder, you have been found. You will be wrapped around my finger one way or another. Just know that I am the thorn to your plans. As well Shade and Dante. All will go according to plan. Just need to make my presence known to both of them. In a time where they are injured, I'll be there for their health. You will not take down anyone without a fight. Just watch, maybe you'll learn something. After all, there are many things the human spirit can do.' Requiem thought thoroughly whilst walking down the street left of where Soundwave was heading.

Archive

Its been three weeks since I've been here. The food supply is good but the water supply could use some work. I've made contact with one of the youngsters. There's actually a lot in whatever plane of existence they are in. I just hope they know how get out. Me on the other hand only scratched the surface as to how to get them out.

-Dr. Wes Hansen.