Down in a secluded bar, dimly lit and nearly empty, sat a man in a rough outfit and a red, tattered cape, passed out on the counter while another sits on the other end is a brown haired guy. One one hand is a cup of Valian whiskey, on the other a pill.. A Painkiller with a cup of water. His hair tied and swept back by a metal hairband, colored bronze. Paired with a red headband as it stood within the dim light of the bar.

Headband guy goes to down the painkillers with water first, taking a deep breath and let it stew a bit, until finally he goes to down the whiskey. Breathing out in satisfaction as he pulls out some bills of Lien from his pocket, placing it down on the counter for the bartender to take while he gets up taking a light stretch, nothing too hard.

And soon enough, he goes for the exit, some other person in red shades looks at Headband, opening the door and letting colored light in from the streets, darkening the place until finally… The guy leaves with shades finally standing up.

Enter the Overshadowed

Out into the streets of Mistral Capital, one of said streets being filled with colored lights, seedy stores, trash and puddles galore after a fresh set of rain for the day. The light now revealing more of Headband's appearance, a bronze stylized chest-plate paired with a shoulder pad and arm plating on the right, draped with a red sash and loose dress-pants with a weighted shoes. While something hangs on the back something compact and unformed. So he walked on with this outfit, hands in pockets and not a care in the world. It would've been like that… Until…

"Hey, Bronze medal ass-wipe!" The guy stops in his tracks from that shout, turning around to see the same guy, now revealed to be in a suit paired with those shades. The bronze wearing guy looks around, taking a few glances around the bloc, until pointing at himself. Which in turn… resulted in the shades getting mad while grinding teeth. "Yeah you! We've been following your streak in wrecking our shop!'

"Oh so that was your shit? Who knew it'd be a small world to meet more fuckwads just down the street. So does that make it round… Fourteen, fifteen in the past month?" The headband guy says, cracking his gloved fingers while grinning. "What's another dumb schmuck to use as a warning sign for all you fuckers?"

"The one who ends up gutted would be the pretend comedian me and my boys will pummel!" Shades picks up a button from the pocket within his coat, pressing down on it.

"Boys? What like a boyband?" Headband grinned at that joke, before the grin broke when he saw posses of sharp dressed men, vary in different statures and builds. [Well… He's fairly intelligent to think this through.]

"And all raring to pummel down the Nikos embarrassment!" On time with that line, the posse bring out their weapons as they fully emerge from the alleyways.

"Ah-" Yelled out The Nikos 'embarrassment'; fully grinning with teeth baring, raising his left hand up to point at Shades. "He's full of SHIT!" He lets his right arm spread, the armor lining up while the part on his back slides to the back of the hand, spreading out into a large round shield.

The shield itself was intricately pieced together, hiding a whole lot of layers within decorated sections of the shield. Soon the headband guy rests the shield behind him, pulling out a phone, tapping away and swiping before pocketing it back. "Now with that small task out of the way, let's start the clean up." he said as one burly bruiser tried to swing at him from behind.

But in response… He Jumped up, letting the blunt instrument strike at his shield, causing the center piece to open up into a compartment, with sparks of Dust ignite into a blast that launches him towards Shades. The shield itself separates from the gauntlet while a string shimmers from the neon lighting.

Thunder roared out as The Nikos approaching velocity reaches Shades, The Grin itself turns more ecstatic while he brings the shield forth with added inertia.

"I'm gonna make sure you remember the name of Alexander Nikos!"

Within a room, decorated with trophies and clean in the most uptight way. A redheaded girl in casual attire packs up a bunch of suitcases with supplies, clothing and all other assortment of items. She felt a slight peace in this preparation… Until she hears a ping from her phone, which was situated on the desk. So she goes to pick it up, to see what message she got. One from 'Dear Brother'.

Got held up, back in a bit. The message read out while the light of the phone radiated from her green eyes, she raises the phone to her forehead after locking it, breathing out a sigh of worry when she hears a boom in the distance. Then… She goes to take her spear and shield, taking putting on sports shoes before heading out again. Out when rain started pouring… Which caused her to retreat and get an umbrella out and opening it to avoid the rain.

"Of all the times to pick a fight…"

*BAOM* - the sound of metallic impact on flesh.

*WHRIZZZ* – the sound of wiry string pulled up on a mechanical reel.

Binding together with the Vivid sound of a reactive blast topped with a splash of rainwater, and you have chaos ensue within the neon lined street. Headband, now known as Alexander Nikos swing the shield around, spinning it like a Toy on a string, the weight of it knocking the posse around. The shield itself swinging around by The guy's side. Though the environment around him doesn't leave him any mobility options, he uses the opportunity to step on the ground and have a column of concrete sprang like the ground came alive, Alexander's eyes glowing orange paired with a glowing ring as he was launched to one of the signs, his Aura extends onto the wall, extending the grip on the lowered corner.

"Get down from there, fucker!" one of the criminals barked out at shield-wielder standing up above, who was laughing at them.

"All the back-alley riches and don't you got the weapons-mixed-with-guns to shoot me with?" Some bullets fly by him, causing Alexander to duck, a few circles appear on the fingertips, burying his fingers into the concrete while his eyes still glowed orange, hopping past the gunfire as he swings his shield again, sweeping more of the thugs while leaping down, kneeling to cover almost his entire body with the shield as bullets flew into it. Pushing him with each projectile's force. "Now you might be doing something! But it ain't enough!" Alexander said with the glow in his eyes changing to lighter offshoot of his green eyes, stormy winds gathering around the shield before blasting back with a projectile the shape of a killer whale.

Several of the gangsters were dragged by the wind, only one of the few burly ones stood up to the invisible storm, charging at the black sheep, swinging a right cross only to have it slapped away by Alex's backhand getting a face full of the shield, seeing an inscribing on it that says 'Μαθαίνω'; until wind took on more color with the ground beneath the thickheaded one's feet morphing and launching him several streets over beyond the current.

"And that's one tank…" He claps his hands until he hears a crash from the street he sent the bruiser to. Flinching hard from the sound as he opens one eye.

"MY MAGAZINES!" A masculine voice echoed out in comedic grief and sorrow.

"SORRY!" Alexander yelled out, absolutely cringing as he palms his face with his left hand, sighing and cringing at that. [Don't like that I have her habits but-] He feels an impact on his cheek his, Aura flickering a bit around that area as he saw a gangster took a potshot punch at him. "Where was I? Oh yeah!" Without a flinch he struck down the gangster before the other could go for another pot shot, the metal of his weapon impacting against flesh and Aura. Knocking into the opponent into the ground.

"Jump him already!" One of the criminals yelled as their failing tactics kept crumbling down, several of them running up to him, two at a time, three at a time… Ten at a time, but he is still standing, fighting back and bite back at them. With deft hands and a strung along shield. The 'embarrassment' refused to fall to crooked hands.

"What part of 'Nikos' do you not understand! If she's 'invincible', then so. AM. I-" Alexander yelled in anger until he a strongman's arms wrapped around his body, jets of Aura flow out from the arms and pressing down on his flickering Aura, the threshold being pushed in, worse around the back. So in response, the guy threw the shield down, front first before stopping on it, and causing the compartment to open up and explode again, launching himself upwards while the Bruiser gets propelled into a building's corner.

Up above the clouds part, showing the shine of the shattered moon, shining above Alexander, his eye color changing to electric blue as sparks of lightning spread off from the air to his body, staring down at the remainder that still stayed up. Anger clearly showing beneath the shade over his front.

"Alright… Have it your way."

The redhead ran from the upper spaces to the lower sections, glowing with red Aura that matches her hair, soon the search began along the Neon streets while her umbrella remained up until she looks out trying to find wherever her brother is held up. Seeing a huge gathering of lightning before the lightning, then the thunder reaching her ears.

"Found you, troublemaker…" She says rushing out towards the source of the lightning, surely finding, throwing out her shield pulling it back with a black effect around it as leverage to hop over streets. Even seeing one burly criminal crashed into a cart full of magazines.

Arriving at the street, she finds herself among unconscious bodies, broken weapons and altered terrain, and in the middle of it stands The Brother, itching his head as he pulled out his phone.

"Alright, this should be enough scumbags for the night." Alexander went to pull out his phone to call in the police. "About time for these streets to get cleaner, and make things Easier for-"

"Alex!" a feminine voice rung out behind Alex, causing him to flinch at that, raising his head and sighing, so he raises his hand, letting the shield fold into a compact form and slide down to his back.

"Of all the bad timings." He hisses while creaking his neck, turning around to face whoever that voice belonged to… Which was his sister. "Hey, Pyrrha! Thought you were busy packing for Vale." Alex says, putting on a fake front while expression shows saccharin joy to see the popular Pyrrha Nikos.

"Alex." She crosses her hand, saying his name again while her visage is displeased as she takes a step towards her brother.

To that, the brother looks to the beaten up thugs that are strewn about the street, with him smacking his lips before answer. "Oh all this? Meh, I was just fine handling it."

"Alex…" Pyrrha took two more steps, her eyes clearly show that she's not interested in the aftermath, focusing only on the brother who was trying to avoid that gaze.

"Look, I gave you the message just so that you wouldn't need to worry and just pack your things!" He says that, raising his hands while looking away. "Are you just gonna keep calling my name?"

"Alex?" She calls again, but this time she's close to Alex, the distance grew narrower.

"Yep, you're just gonna keep doing it. Why am I even talking at this point?" The Brother just turned around, not even facing as he crosses his arms. Sighing audibly while just unlocking his phone.

"Alex!"

"Oh for fuck sake-" He turns around facing Pyrrha, showing clear discontent at that calling. "WHAT, Trophy Girl?"

"You said you wouldn't fight today! We're supposed to depart to Vale and yet you had to go on a bout of vigilantism!" Pyrrha says, showing there's clear worry on her expression. "How hurt are you right now?"

"What I said doesn't mean it's a guarantee, and these fuckers tried jumping me!" Alex says palming his face, rubbing down on it. "And you don't need to worry about me. I can handle myself just find, can't I?"

"But I'll worry anyway, mom will worry too! Because you keep risking your-" The sister tried to retort only for Alex to raise his index in front of her.

"AbababaBAB! You're bordering on patronizing again, dear sister." The Brother then takes a good, deep breath before huffing the hot air out of his nostrils. "Does that really affect me while keeping up with your four-year streak?"

"Even so-" The sister tries to interject, only for Alex to just put a hand on her head, giving a little push down. With a good hint of sibling rivalry as he grins as Pyrrha tries swinging at him.

"Pipe down, I'll be just fine, and we're both heading to Beacon this time, no media blacklists on me there." He then lets go of his sister's head, swatting away her fists while they both smile. "Now let's round up these douchebags and get the cops. Pausing on that wasn't really the best idea to argue."

"Oh you're always one to argue with me anyway." Pyrrha said while giving a light punch to Alex's chest. With him pulling out his phone to call the cops in. "It's always like that with with us. Even if we're twins."

Alex nods along, seeing his sister. Taking a pause to look around the perimeter, and with a good breath, his smile softens. Soon beginning the call, taking a glance back.

"Yeah, that's pretty much how it functions with our bullshit…"

Hours passed since that incident, whole lot of packing and a good flight down to Vale on an Air-Cruise known as 'Harmonious wings', the twins touch down at the Air-Harbor Down at the northern district. A whole set of luggage in their hands and some… Attempted rest.

"… Fucking Paparazzi…" Alex said, hoisting a duffle bag which was held on his shoulder. "Sometimes, it's a good thing I taught you to snub the bastards."

"It was… Exhausting to say the least." Pyrrha said, slumped from all the camera flashes and sighing out in exhaustion. "But I can't really ignore them… He would want me to keep up appearance for good publicity."

"Well, what we're doing now is not his jurisdiction anymore. I'm sure of that." The Brother said, elbowing lightly at his sister's ribs.

"Hey! Is that PYRRHA NIKOS?!" a voice from the crowed within the arrivals section echoed out, which caused an upturn of several people to look the Twins' way.

"OH SONNOVA- ALREADY?!" Alex cursed out while a crowd swarmed him and Pyrrha, but with the unfortunate timing, he was pulled away from his sister. "OI, Goddamnit! THAT'S MY SISTER YOU'RE HARRASSING YOU- WuuOOOAH!" He tried to interject, tried to get past the pile up only to get pushed off to the floor until his arm was caught by someone else keeping The Brother from hitting the ground.

"Whoa there, looks like you got yourself in a bind with popularity there." Alex looked to the source of the voice, seeing a guy with wolf ears, a second glance and he had a tail peeking out by wagging, and a whole lot of silvery gray hair. The Onlooker lifted him up getting a clearer view he was an inch taller while The brother was 6"2', shorter than the tall wolf he was looking at, by a mere inch. "You're the popular girl's brother, I presume."

"Yeah, Alexander Nikos. And I'm miffed that my sister is now in a bind thanks to these schmucks." Alex says looking at his sister, getting overwhelmed by the surrounding crowd.

"Name's Fenrich Silvers, and I think I have a temporary solution for that." The Faunus, now named Fenrich says that, facing the crowd before lines of blue scroll up his body before he lights up with Aura flaring. He brings his hands forth and the surround crowd stop… Simply stop. "We got a minute to get her out, and a few more because they'll need a breather after this."

"Right…" Hearing that, Alex then goes to part the crowd, letting Pyrrha pass by while he takes a few steps back.

"Thanks for that, kind stranger…" Pyrrha breathed out as she sighs in relief hoisting up her bags while Alex gets near. "I felt like I was swamped back there…"

"Fenrich's the name, it's awkward calling me a stranger like that. And I can empathize with that feeling, even if I don't exactly know how it is to be popular." He says, smiling softly while taking a glance at the arrivals and walking towards the parking lot. "Do you guys have anything waiting?"

"Eh, we'd just take a cab up to north east, we got a house on Hildryn street." Alex says, looking to the side while cracking his neck. "Saves some money."

Fenrich chuckles to that, looking at the Twins. "How about I give you guys a lift, it's no skin off my back and I'm just volunteering here."

Pyrrha looks at the Wolf Faunus, tilting her head slightly in confusion. "Why exactly? Pardon as I didn't expect The Air-harbor to have volunteers too."

"Because I can, and I wanna pass the time until application for Beacon is complete." The wolf says, smiling a bit at that while they got out to the parking lot, unlocking his car before popping open the trunk.

"Oh so you're a fellow Hunter-in-training?" Alex asks, placing his luggage together with Pyrrha, bringing out a light grin. "Then why don't we get acquainted more. Maybe with a little drink on side-" Pyrrha slaps him on the side with that.

"Alex!" She tries to move to apologize but Fenrich just waves his hand.

"Eh, no thanks. I still have volunteer work to do, and frankly alcohol doesn't work." He smiles as he goes to open the driver side door, all the while the twins get in the back seat.

The twins see the neat internals of the vehicle, with the front seat being oddly occupied by a small file cabinet, fastened to the seat. The rest doesn't seem to stand out as much.

"Ah, that sucks…" Alex pulls his head back, feeling disappointment on his face while fastening himself before the car started up.

"Still, why not just get to know ourselves here, and I have plenty of other days to do so too." Fenrich says looking at The Twins through the mirror.

"Oh, I think that would be lovely, wouldn't you agree, Alex?" Pyrrha says, clasping her hands and looking at Alexander.

"Hm, I can with work that!" The Brother smiles back to the wolf, who nodded before starting to drive, a girl in white tried catching up with some sort of Glyphs on the floor but the party drove off with her yelling, the distance getting far longer before she disappears off the reflection.

With the streets appearing down low under a freeway. The twins enjoy some of the city architecture while conversing with the wolf, Alex opens up a window before seeing a yellow blur go by him, causing him to look back and focus, to the point that time slowed to an eternity as he saw a flow of golden hair, shining under the sun. But with traffic laws, The Twin Brother had to peek his head back in, his expression was mystified before charmed.

"Is something the matter?" Pyrrha asks her brother, with Alex looking at her with a slight smile.

"I think I just caught myself some sunshine, is all…"

Just one more before the story fully starts. Multitasking stuff takes a lot during during these times.

As always RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth (Or some other company in the future.)

My OCs belong to me.

And Whatever appears here belongs to their respective property holder.

This is Dragonrider223, and I'll see you next chapter.