Hello Everyone! Here we are for the Season end to Hunter of the Void! And here I was scared I would not put out enough for a final ha. You know the drive more to say down below. So with out Further ado, please enjoy!

First Meeting

It was troubling, to leave Yang back at the bar. While the club and the info broker might have been dangerous, to learn how she was going on her own to find Raven was worse. With training and Aura, a few thugs or self-taught bodyguards would be difficult but manageable. Raven however, she was above most hunters much less an inexperienced student. However, Raven was always careful with her trail. All three of her teammates could barely kept a tab on her when she wanted to be found. Regardless, he had to focus on Roman now getting farther away. He had a few question for the thief to answer.

It was easy enough to leave the club without anyone noticing. Guards never looked to customers leaving only for those entering. Separating from the group of drunks making their way out of the club Corvo ducked into one of the back alleys. Blinking his way up, the uneasy feeling of Yang and Raven stuck with him. He was here to protect Ruby above all else. An image of Summer holding Yang in her arms flashed in his mind. Summer even before comforting and eventually falling in love with Tia had seen and loved Yang as if she was her own. Taking the young girl away as her parents argued with Qrow only adding fuel to the fire. She was already spending more time with the girl than her mother had. In addition, when Ruby was born Corvo could remember the joy Summer had felt when Yang took to Ruby as the big sister.

Corvo sighed to himself as he scaled the building he had stored his gear on. In his own life even before baring the mark of the Outsider he earned the title of Lord Protector. Watching over his charge, while seeking out those that were a threat was what was expected of him. Even if he added Yang along with her sister, it would not be that different from Jessamine and Emily. Although his love and daughter would normally be together with guards or allies there to watch over them when he was away. Much less the sisters being separated by miles of land and sea on their own. Each diving head on into danger. He would have to find a way to keep an eye on both girls.

Dawning his coat with the rest of his gear in place Corvo went to the edge of the building, couched he peered over it down to the streets. When the familiar head of orange hair was still in sight it was clear Torchwick was not in a rush. Standing he pulled out his mask.

Brushing his hand over metal Corvo looked down at it to see it was also returned to its prime. The many scars and damage that covered it was now gone. It was still the familiar image of what Piero called the face of death. It was a ghastly vision that had been the last thing many had seen, or tormented those as it appeared from the shadows. But each time he wore it, he would be faced with a choice. To strike down his target or to spare their life and find another way to remove the threat. It was never an easy choice nor would it be clear if he was right or wrong.

Turing the mask over in his hand he placed it over his face. His skin touching the leather inside, while his eyes adjusted to the glass, switching the scope in one eye as he walked away from the edge. Comfortable, Corvo took to the night air, leaping over to the next building.

Overhead he stuck to the shadows as Roman made his way through the city. Puffing from his cigar the thief moved as if the street was his own, on lookers whispering but besides a glare or sneer they didn't show the man any aggression. Corvo heard that Roman was a well-known thief but since he moved to Dust he was being bolder, hitting more targets before the law gave up and had settled like he would normally do. Surprisingly he never killed during his heists, only sheading blood when the employees fought back or when a bystander tried to be a hero.

Corvo was no stranger to theft himself. During his childhood or the Rat Plague he would steal or scavenge what he could to survive. He would not lose any sleep taking from corrupt nobles that laughed without a care to the world around them. But when you're bleeding out with the guards hot on your heels to finish you off. A person gets desperate. He would take what little the common people had. Taking what might have been the only thing keeping them alive in the city. It was just another choice he had to make.

Corvo looks down at the mark on his hand. He had saved his kingdom; he had saved his daughter Emily. He had gotten revenge for the loss of his love and the bastards that tried to take Emily away again. Yet he was blind and innocence paid for his choice.

But he had a lifetime of choice and a lifetime to accept what he had done, he learned that even if he had made the right one, in the end he might still fail. (A chime rang below as Roman answered his scroll.) The image of Jessamine lifeless eyes looking up to him, as her murders labeled him of the sin was proof. (Roman sneered as the call ended, ordering the grunts to follow as they crossed the street away into the alley. The buildings being too far away to jump.) That was the sad hand that fate had dealt him. (Corvo watched as the figures disappeared into the shadows.)

However this time. It will be different. This time he will do better. Running forward the mark on his hand glowed, as he jumped he disappeared over the edge, than appearing on top of the far building.

-Break-

Corvo had been tailing Torchwick for a while as they were in the market district of the city. Apparently, whoever called Roman, he did not want to keep waiting as he pushed the grunts following to keep up.

Corvo blinked to the next roof, at first he wanted to ambush the thief. Find a nice quiet place to ask him a few questions. However, if Roman was just doing what he was told, than another was behind the scenes giving the order. "Questing the brain not the muscle." Corvo muttered to himself not expecting the thief to suddenly turn off the street and into a small shop. Checking the name on the sign, he groaned, "Of course he had to rob this place."

A sign read, From Dust till Dawn was on the front of the store, well at least he found Leo's workshop. Sticking to the roof, Corvo crouched low, adjusting the lens in his mask he peered through the store window.

Looking inside Roman had the old man behind the counter at gunpoint. Curious, Roman waved the owners money away. Turning to the grunts with a nod, they began to siphon the powdered Dust from the walls of the shop. Others moved around the store collecting the Crystal Dust from the display cases.

It would be tricky as the store was well lit, the low shelf is allowing only a few hiding spots if any. The old man behind the counter was also at risk if anything went wrong. Taking his blade in hand Corvo watched as one of the grunts in the front rushed to the back leaving his companion alone. Charging void energy into his mark Corvo was ready to blink down picking off the thug before the others notice, until one of them crashed through the store window.

The man's body was followed by another figure, they appeared to be a short girl in a red hood…

"No."

"She even begged to come to Vale with me so she can check out the weapon shops around town." Yang's words entered Corvo's mind.

" Shit."

Looking back to the store, the girl silver eyes meet the confused looks of Roman and the remaining thugs.

Seeing her face, it mirrored summers exactly.

"Shit!" Corvo stood ready to jump down.

Until Ruby pulled a red box off her back, twirling it around her, it expanded into a staff with a large metal blade sliding out on top to form into a large red Scythe, which she firmly planted into the street.

Apparently, he was not the only one taken back by the large weapon. "Okay. Get her." As Roman paused before ordering the attack.

Any urgency for Corvo to step in was halted as Ruby slammed both of her boots into the face of the first charging grunt. He even flinched as the Scythe fired a round propelling the girl around the street and thugs as she launched, slammed, and pelted the men with ease in a matter of seconds. A feat he never would have believed possible for the girl. Although now that he dug through Summers memories, this was common for even training Hunters and Huntress.

Sirens in the distance began to wail, as Corvo got back to his senses. Only catching Roman pointing his cane at Ruby before a bright shot was fired from it. Again, with quick reflects the girl used her weapon to dodge the attack. Seeing that she was safe Corvo looked to see Roman had fled and was climbing the ladder on the far building across from him.

Blinking over to the side building still hidden from sight, Ruby had just caught up calling the thief out. The girl impressed Corvo, but Roman was older and would not hold back if he were cornered. He would take Roman down and find another led later.

As he began to channel energy, his mark started to burn cold. Grasping his hand, he looked as the blue energy started to pulse faster and faster. Something was calling him through the mark. As the world shifted Grey than Yellow than back to normal. It was jarring at first, as he did not know if it was the mark or the sudden Bullhead hovering behind Roman as his increased senses disorientated him.

But he soon felt it.

It was faint, twisted, but unmistakable.

It was the Void.

A part of it butchered, crying in pain.

It was coming from the Bullhead Roman was standing on. He flicked a red stone to Ruby's feet. Laughing as he pulled the trigger on his cane.

Corvo tried to blink over to her, his hand twitching from the over flow of energy. Instead of blinking the world turned yellow as the darkness was cleared away around him. Panic crawled over him. But thanks to the spell he saw a figure over Ruby's head falling from the sky.

Strange enough the women was engulfed in a purple fire, traveling and flowing around her it gathered to the riding crop in her hand as it spread to form a circle in front of them. Ruby also had a similar red fire or energy around her but it was covering something else inside her. A white light gathered from her core up to her eyes. It was small barely flowing compared to the red energy but it was there.

-Break-

Ruby tensed up, her Aura already covering her body as she expected the blast to hit. Wind rushed passed her face as the sound came, but she felt nothing. No pain or force pushing her back. On a soft grinding sound.

Peaking up her eyes widened as a tall woman with blonde hair was standing in front of her. Hand stretched out a purple glyph rotating was between them and the Bullhead.

With the glyph gone the women humph to herself pushing her glasses back. Ruby looked on not even feeling embarrass as her mouth dropped.

With a wave of her hand, the blonde women started her attack, shards of purple energy darted out striking the bullhead rocking it and tossing the orange haired thief around before, he moved to the cockpit. It bulked but righted itself its engines shifting to try to take off.

Ruby watched as her body flashed purple, before shooting it above the ship. A large dark cloud formed from it. With her crop in hand, she slammed it to the ground, as ice began to rain on the fleeing craft nocking it back down.

A new figure emerged from the open side of the ship. Her red dress flowed from the wind as Orange lines glowed up her arm with burning yellows eyes being the only visible feature on the women upper body.

A large fireball was shot out of her hand, but the blonde huntress blocked it as the embers burned into the ground around her. The shadowed women raised her arm as a wail came out as the ground below the blonde huntress busted with flames.

Avoiding the blast, she jumped back, countering with the up turned ground to form a large spear of rubble that she launched out. Again, fire surrounded the mysterious woman's hand shooting out smaller fire blasts to stop the spear. However, it only slowed it down before reforming, the bullhead barely avoiding a direct hit with it changing the angle of its wings deflecting most of it up.

Pressing her attack the blonde separated the fragments to three smaller forms surrounding the ship. Only for the other women to charge a large blast with glyph of her own around the ship stopping the attack.

With the burned ash of fading away, Ruby had to do something and not just stand there. Clasping Crescent Rose she fired a few rounds at the women. Who blocked them with only her hand, as if she was just an annoyance.

Ruby watched as she then waved her hand in front as the familiar wail came again. The older women had spotted the danger as Ruby felt a force pull her body back away from the exploding ground. With the older women cartwheeling away.

It looked like the ship was about to take off but the women stopped it. She turned to the cockpit ordering the pilot to stay. The women then looked down at them almost with a sick smile. The orange lines on her arms as she crossed them over her body started to change to a faint muddy purple.

Ruby and the Blonde women now holding her arm out as to stop Ruby from getting any closer readied themselves.

Ruby felt, slightly cold. This coldness was coming from the ship, from the women. All her other attacks were flame based but this did not feel like Dust or a Semblance. The older women felt it too, Ruby watched as her grip tightened and her whole body shift slight ready to act at the first moment.

Then in one moment, the shadowed women cried out, her arms going wide as a bright light came.

Ruby squinted not breaking her line of sight on her as she was prepared to dodge on her own this time.

But as the force hit them a suffocating coldness washed over. Ruby flinched at the sensation but her body did not move. Looking over to the older women, she was still in the same position, shacking but not moving.

Both looked back up to the still floating Bullhead, as it was still wobbling in the air it appears that only they were frozen. Falling to one knee on the ship the other women was breathing heavily, head down as she recovered herself. Standing up she looked down over them, a smile formed as a laugh came after. Ruby watched as Yellow burning eyes moved between her and the huntress.

When their eyes meet they stayed on her. Every instinct in her body started to cry out. Ruby felt her body pushing against the force holding her in place. The orange light again covered her arms as flames came to her hand. Ruby continued to struggle, eyes darting over to the Huntress as she was now flaring a purple light across her body. With each pulse the force seemed to weaken on her but it was too slow.

The fire ball as now larger than the first one she fired, Ruby could almost feel the heat around it as she threw it.

Time seemed to slow for Ruby, she had always heard how when people were about to die the world seemed to slow down around them. "Why is this a thing!?" Ruby screamed in her mind as the fire ball agonizingly made its way through the air closer to her. With the force still holding her in place Ruby's eyes darted around in hope of something.

Ruby even noticed how the Women and even the Bullhead now looked to be moving slower, a smug smile across her face as she looked down below…

Wait why does she looked surprised all of a sudden.

Ruby then heard something, footsteps. Was it the Huntress? Ruby hoped looking over to the older women, but she was still there having barely moved.

The foot steps continued getting closer to her. Till she saw a figure appear in the corner of her eye. And what she saw truly made her heart stop.

Staring back into her silver eyes were ones made of glass, the figures face resembled that of a metal skull with its jaw only together by the wires stitching them. Its head was covered by a hood that was connected to the figures jacket.

It stared at her for what felt like hours, yet it was only moments. Reaching back it pulled out what looked to be a handle, turning it over in its surprisingly young looking hand Ruby noted. A blade sprung forth. Instantly Ruby's eyes did not leave the device as she tried to get every detail of the weapon till she remembered she should not be gawking over a weapon right now.

Walking forward the figure walked by the Huntress who was just as shocked by him. With blade in hand the figure clenched the other to its side as a Blue and Yellow glow covered it.

Ruby felt the cold again but it was not as heavy, almost as if it was not even there. Swinging the blade the figure shot out a force from the steel. But it did not move. With his hand still alight the figure grabbed the air, then yanking it a side. All at once the world started to move again. As Ruby and The blonde Huntress fell to their knees, the fireball and force from the figure collided cutting into the fireball destroying it.

All eyes were now on the figure, who stared up at the bullhead, at the women in it.

The figures hand clenched, shacking as his fingers dug into his palm. Blue and Yellow energy erupted from it as he out stretched it towards her.

The women In the ship looked shocked taking a step back, she turned back to the cockpit screaming an order. The engines flared as it sped off.

With the ship gone the light on the figures hand died down as he lowered it. Flicking his blade in hand it collapsed back into the grip as he stored it back on his person.

Ruby made to take a step closer but a firm hand on her shoulder held her back. The blonde Huntress walked between the two, weapons still in hand with a stern face. She cleared her throat to announce they were still there.

The masked figure barely turned to look back at them. She could not help but feel that he was looking at her, as silver meet glass again with it being only less creepy as he saved her.

But the moment passed as the figure nodded to them both before stepping over the edge.

"Wait!" they both called as they rushed to stop or grab him but he was already gone.

Ruby looked to the Huntress for answers but she looked just as confused if not concerned. But she then realized that she was standing next to a Huntress!

"Can I have your autograph?" She asked.

-Break-

Glynda was not having a good day. It was the middle of the night, a day if not hours before the opening ceremony of Beacon. Yet her she was in a holding cell, giving a lecture to a minor not even in her school yet, about the dangers of what she did, holding back any sign that might encourage her to do something so reckless again.

After informing Ozpin of the situation, he wanted to have a word with Miss Rose. As she introduced him, she stepped off to the side as he did his theatrics. She could already tell how the Headmaster was impressed with the girl and with her family ties to their allies, she was already being scouted for Beacon.

But what troubled her was the two figures that suddenly appeared tonight. While more than aware of the secret war that is going on around the Kingdoms these two new players worry her. Any question they had for Miss Rose about the masked figure would have been a waste as after her failed attempt of an autograph, which if they were not just in a battle she would have been happy to give one. Miss Rose than asked about the masked figure, if he was some sort of special hunters group, or shadow counsel.

Ozpin sign brought her back to the present as he turned to Glynda, "Are you sure it was not a semblance or Dust ability they used? While it might be possible for the female to be the one that attacked the fall maiden, for it to be believe that a man using the same power if with more than one ability, this might be quite the problem."

With a sign and rubbing the bridge of her nose, Glynda confirmed. "I'm not entirely sure myself. I have been by your side for my years now and I know the difference between Dust and Semblances. However, what they used tonight is something I have never felt before. The best I could say it felt empty and cold. Almost like a…"

"Void." Ozpin finished.

Glynda nodded.

"Then I fear we might be facing a new threat during these troubling times. Yet our mask friend saved Miss Rose, and only showed aggression to the other women?" He asked with a raised brow.

"Yes, besides a few curious looks he was giving Miss Rose eyes." Glynda confirmed looking a little concerned.

"Curious indeed." Ozpin said taking a sip from his coffee. "Although we can say that these two, the Women working with Torchwick and our Masked Friend seem to be at odds with each other. Let's hope that we have a chance to meet this OUTSIDER again." Smiling as he takes another sip of coffee.

Alright first season here is down. But do not worry this story is only gonna be on a small break as I work on my other stories, that I promised to do a While ago. So please be aware of that. So Real quick I writting this part at like 5 in the morning so I might change a few small parts if I wake up and find i did something that I did not like, but over all not a lot is gonna change if at all.

I have been a big fan of RWBY and Dishonored I love the characters and the worlds they live in so to mix them together has been a lot of fun and I feel tht it has improved my writing at least a little.

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