Were we born to fight and die?

Sacrificed for one huge lie?

Are we heroes keeping peace?

Or are we weapons? Pointed at the enemy

So someone else can claim a victory?

Now it's time to say goodbye,

To the things we loved, and the innocence of youth,

How the time seemed to fly,

From our carefree lives, and the solitude and peace we always knew.

Name: Mako Scatterfall

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Height: 5'11''

Personality: Quiet, Reserved, Yet Open When Needed

Equipment: A Katana called Flint, because it doubles as a fire blade, in other words a sword infused with fire when you need it, and abnormally tough alloy when you don't. However unlike other weapons in the RWBY Universe, it does not double as a gun. Instead he has a revolver that holds six rounds.

Semblance: Fire (This will be explained later, relates to the sword)

Appearance: Black Hair, Sleek Body Armor (Kind of like Jaune's), tinted Black with Red Stripes and various insignias. Beyond that is up to the reader. I won't force a character design upon you all.

***Note this takes place after Volume 1***

Ch 1: Late Start

"Someone do something! The Grimm are in the town, please someone us." The cry for help carries through the sound of carnage and ferocity that is taking place.

Someone had to do something, I had to do something. I exit the door of my apartment in City of Atlas and look outside to see the violent attack that was taking place. Why where the Grimm attacking the City? I grab my sword, Flint, and jump down the staircase leading to the streets below. There were beowolves and ursi attacking people in the streets, men, women, and children alike. "Time to get to work" is mutter to myself as sprint towards the closest Grimm, in this case a beowolf. Lunging towards it in a sweeping motion I take its feet from out beneath it and finish it off with a few slashes with my sword to truly realize how many Grimm there really were. It seemed as if a never ending horde was roaming the streets of the town, my town. I have to alert the authorities, someone needs to bring help.

I turn to my left and notice a girl probably no older than 15 crouched, hiding in the corner. She looks at my weapon and appears to act even more afraid, afraid of me.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I'm here to help. Do you have a phone I could borrow to call for help?" I ask her.

"Yes, yes I do." She mutters in shock. "Are you a Hunter?"

"No, I'm not, well not yet at least." I reply.

"Well I normally only see hunters or huntresses with weapons like that." She asks.

"I don't want to sound rude by I really need that phone." I mutter, trying not to lose my patience.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I completely forgot." She hands me the phone.

"Thanks, no go inside you shouldn't be on the streets until this all, hopefully passes over" I tell her.

"Do you think help will come?" She asks in a quiet tone.

"I don't know but I will try to get help, that's all I can do" I respond. I couldn't tell her how I really felt. Honestly with the number of Grimm razing the town and the lack of a response from the police or military made myself think that no one was coming. She gets up and runs inside the complex as I turn back towards the street. Now back to work.

All of a sudden I hear a roar of engines coming from above. It was some sort of dropship, I simply shrug this off and run towards another pack of beowolves farther down the street near a convenience store. As I drew closer to them I heard their blood curdling growls, only for them to fall silent as I swung in a circular motion dismembering them, striking them down with my sword. Exerting far more energy than before on the lone beowolf. My sword doesn't seem to be as effective to them in larger groups. Guess I'll have to switch modes.

I strike the hilt of my sword and it soon becomes engulfed with white hot flames. "This should do the trick." I say to myself as I run towards another pack. The beowolves cower at the sight of the fire. I guess they really hate flames. I slash at them with the sword as they howl and start to run away. That takes care of that I guess. The street I was on was now quiet and empty. No civilians, no Grimm, no cries for help. Where did everything go? A whole block of a city doesn't just disappear.

"Well, what do we have here?" an unknown voice mutters.

I turn around to see a man 50 feet away, wearing a black bowler cap and wielding a slender cane which he points at me.

"Well who are you? You certainly aren't a hunter, I don't recognize you." He says.

I remain silent and start to ready my sword in one hand as I reach for my holstered revolver.

"Not much of a talker, oh well, can't let you interfere with our plans." He exclaims, "It's nothing personal it's just business, I know you will understand."

He pulls the trigger sending a rocket type volley at myself. I roll to the side, dodging the attack and take aim with my revolver. I take the shot sending two rounds at him. He ducks and lunges towards me, kicking me in the gut, followed by a blow to my legs. I collapse and try to regain myself, lighting my sword and attempting to counter his previous attacks.

"Don't even try it" he remarks. Parrying my counter with ease, he chuckles to himself.

"Quite a sloppy fighter aren't we?" Taking aim at my head as I lay hopelessly on the ground in defeat. Such potential and courage, oh well best end you here, right now so you don't get your dreams crushed later in life. Once again nothing personal. Now stand still…" he says.

"Hey" a high pitched voice screams. I look behind the man with the cane to see a girl in red with wearing some sort of skirt. She seemed quite small yet she wielded a massive scythe kind of weapon.

"Torchwick, aren't you a little far from Vale?" Another voice added in. I looked to the girl in reds left to see a girl wearing black and white with a large bow on her head.

"Oh hello Red, you are a persistent one aren't you. As for you miss kitty ears, haven't seen you since you foiled my plans at the docks." The man who I now knew was Torchwick explained. He shifted his focus from me to them.

"Torchwick how do you have control of the Grimm? It can't be out of luck that you are here the same time that an attack is taking place." The girl is black said.

"Good observation, I would tell you but I have other things on my mind." He replied as he used a shot from his cane to propel himself up onto a rooftop and started to run towards a dropship. He was followed by the girl in red who chased after her in hot pursuit.

"Ruby, don't get ahead of yourself." The girl with the bow screamed.

"Don't worry Blake, I got him this time" Ruby responded.

I stood up and watched her chase him on the rooftops down the block. Leaping from roof to roof with incredible, almost unnatural speed. Just as she began to close on him he made one last jump into the dropship.

"Guess the chase ends here Red" he muttered, then began to laugh as the ship took off. The girl who I now knew was named Ruby jumped down from the roof to the street besides the girl, Blake, and myself.

"I can't believe I let him get away again" Ruby sighed.

"It's alright Ruby, we should tell the others we are okay in addition to checking in with them" Blake replied. "Now who exactly are you? Do you even know who you tried to stand up against?"

"My names Mako, and no, I have no idea who that dude was." I muttered.

"His name is Roman Torchwick, he is a criminal who has ties to various shady organizations including the White Fang. In addition he seems to somehow learned how to if not control the grimm, at the least be able to somewhat tell them what to do. That why the two of us, myself and Ruby, along with our team came here to Atlas once the reports came in that Roman was standing by this grimm attack." Blake murmured.

"You don't seem that excited for a huntress." I responded.

"We aren't huntresses, well at least not yet." Ruby blurted out. "We just finished our first semester at Beacon."

"Oh, so the two of you and your "team" are in training. This makes a little more sense I suppose." I exclaimed.

"Where did you learn to fight like that, you were sloppy but you have a fair amount of strength for your size." Blake questioned.

"From my dad, he was a hunter bad that was a while ago. Where are the two of you going to go now?" I replied.

"The city is in ruins, the civilians evacuated, I guess all we can do now is head back to Beacon and report to our professor." Blake remarked.

"Do you mind if I catch a ride with you all since my apartment is in ruins and everybody else has already left the city?" I need to find out more as to how and why someone would want to control the grimm. I have a feeling they know more than what they are telling me.

"Sure, I imagine our professor wouldn't mind, by the way how old are you and are you going to a combat school now? Ruby asked innocently.

"I am 18 and now I am not attending a combat school, I did work for a weapon smith down the street however. But I can imagine that his shop is ashes and dust now." I replied.

"Not attending a combat school would explain as to why you are such a sloppy fighter" Blake remarked laughing to herself. "Oh well time to get on our ship, I think the rest of our team already left in the other dropship to head back to Beacon." Just as she finished saying this as if on queue a dropship with Vale markings landed in the middle of the street.

"Time we go" Ruby said. As we all piled into the dropship. Everything I've known, all the memories I have made in this city no are in ruins. I have to find out what is going on. But for now I should probably just go to sleep. I closed my eyes as the door began to shut and fell asleep as the dropship took off heading west towards Vale. Little did I know how big of a conflict I was about to pulled in to.