"Here you are sir. Have a safe trip."

"Thank you." I reply to the lady in the window and make my way into the ship. I sit down with a huff, placing my backpack on the ground next to my feet and slowly take a moment to process my mind. 'School… geez I can't believe I'm doing this.' I think as I stare as everyone and other people begin trudging onto the ship and taking their seats. I am on a massive transport airship that's set to take me and dozens of other people straight to a specific location. After only a few more minutes of people entering, the ship finally lifts off and takes us to our destination.

Beacon Academy to be specific.

With a grunt, I lean back and adjust my jacket for the ride. My attire consists of a black leather jacket with a hood and a clip on the front that allows me to wear it with ease without having to have my arms inside the sleeves so it freely moves about in the wind but settles when the air is silent. I wear a blue shirt with a logo of Beowolf's black, red and white skull on the front with a sword going through it. A white chain necklace goes down my neck and ends with a small silver scythe at the end. Black fingerless gloves with a metal plate on the back of my hands are there to help protect against my own weapon from cutting me. I also wear some black pants that give me free range of movement thanks to their stretching ability, and steel toed black combat boots with the soles lined with metal segments as well.

I have blue eyes, black short hair and a scar line runs down at an angle from my left eye's eyebrow to just below the eye itself. A permanent red line runs straight along the scar on my face on my sclera of the eyes when I look straight ahead.

An accident when I was younger thanks to my parents careless actions so I'm left with this permanent disfigurement on my face. Even with the aura I possess, too much time transpired between when I got it and when I accessed my aura so no amount of anything can fix this.

I never forgave my parents for that event that took place. Maybe that and their constant badgering throughout my life was what led to my boiling point but I digress.

Two years. I spent two years alone away from that grimmforsaken home and I don't know if that was the best or worst decision of my life. They took care of me, fed me, clothed me, taught me how to fight and even how to make and maintain my weapons.

Razor and Revolt, or put them together for Razor's Revolt, whichever is best or prudent for the situation. My weapons are a pair of Chakram blades with handles in the middle that I don't throw but use as melee weapons. The blades are serrated and the metal circles are segmented, allowing them to split apart and form together into something else or compact. A rail underlies the spine of the blade parts so with the click of a button, they can spin with frightening speed over my hands and against my opponents. They do wonders in combat and I have found useful ways in dispatching my opponents or going on par with them.

I'm knocked out of my thoughts by the screen in front of me showing I and everyone else on the ship the news. "The robbery was led by nefarious criminal Roman Torchwick, who continues to evade authorities. If you have any information on his whereabouts, please contact the Vale Police Department. Back to you, Lisa."

"That guy's still out?" I mutter as I stand up and get a closer look to the mug shot of the person. "Wow. He's a crafty one."

"He sure is." A new voice pops up next to me. A girl whose age is probably no older than my own is looking at me with a smile. She's got red highlights in her hair and is wearing a lot of red and black on her clothing. "I would know. I fought him." She tells me, emphasizing the second I.

I stare at her for a few seconds of silence before staring at the mug shot again, then back to her who is still smiling, then the picture and when I turn back, she's annoyed. I nod my head in the direction of the picture.

"Yes, I did. He had some help though which is why I couldn't stop him." Her annoyance slightly disappears as she recalls the encounter apparently. "Hi. I'm Ruby. What's your name?" She formally introduces herself and extends her hand to me.

I glance down at her hand before turning back to the screen. "Hey!" Before anything else can happen, a hand roughly grabs my shoulder and forces me to turn back to Ruby. At least that's what I was expecting. Now I am staring at a tall intimidating woman with a lot of blond hair and a pissed off look on her face. Not to mention the intimidating presence that's emitting off of her. "My sister gave you her name and asked for yours. It's common courtesy to give it back." She angrily tells me as she gets closer and closer to my face. I don't back down however as I've dealt with intimidating people before.

"Courtesy maybe… but I'm not one to just give my name to everyone I meet just for being nice." I scowl at her. She grits her teeth and stares at me with slightly increased anger and I narrow my eyes.

"Hey guys." Ruby pops out between us, forcing us to move back and look at her. She points to the news screen to see its feed changed.

"Thank you, Cyril. In other news, this Saturday's Faunus Civil Rights protest turned dark when members of the White Fang disrupted the ceremony." An image of a Beowolfs face and three scratch marks appear next to the news anchors face to show the logo of the now infamous organization. "The once peaceful organization has now disrupted..." Before the news can continues, the feed is cut off and a holographic projection of what I assume to be an instructor appears.

"Hello, and welcome to Beacon!" She announces.

"Who's that?"

"My name is Glynda Goodwitch." The hologram woman gives us her name.

"Oh." Ruby's sister says seeing her question being answered so quickly. 'I still have a hard time seeing them to be sisters at all.'

"You are among a privileged few who have received the honor of being selected to attend this prestigious academy!" I focus my attention back on my future instructor. "Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace, and as future Huntsmen and Huntresses, it is your duty to uphold it. You have demonstrated the courage needed for such a task, and now it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and the training to protect our world." Ms. Goodwitch gives us a nice speech on our future at the academy. Once she's done talking, her form disappears and gives us an unimpeded view of the window outside, showing us Vale in all its glory.

"Oh, wow!" Ruby and several other students on the airship move over to the window see everything around and under us. I can't help but move over as well to see everything as well. I was born in Vacuo, more specifically in a place with my family that is somewhat secluded but the way the place is, no one paid us any mind what we did. 'Wish they did though.' I think with annoyance. "Look, you can see Signal from up here!" I hear Ruby say as she looks off to the other school. 'Guess she went there.' "I guess home isn't too far after all!"

"Beacon's our home, now." Her sister comes in and comforts her. Without turning my head, I momentarily glance at way the sisters are comforting each other. My fist clenches for a second before I calm down and continue staring outside.

"Uhhhhh, ugh." All three of us turn our heads to a weird groaning sound. We see another blonde passenger with armor plates on him hunched over nearby, running to the back of the ship and past us. He passes pretty close to the girls but I give him a wide-berth. 'No offense man, but I don't want to get puke on me.' I swear I think I saw some actually leak out. I shudder at the thought.

"Well... I guess the view isn't for everyone." Ruby's sister says with an eye roll.

"It was a nice moment while it lasted." Ruby mutters.

"Probably motion sickness." I comment. "Ship like this can be notorious for people like that." I lean closer to the window and look to see that we are across a large body of water. "Sea sickness could work to."

"Well still, I wonder who else we're gonna meet! I just hope they're better than Vomit Boy. You're already better than Vomit Boy." Ruby happily says and tells me with as she pushes my arm.

"He is?!"

"I am?" Both I and her sister are kind of surprised at the statement, making us look at her with wide eyes.

"Well, I did kind of come out of the blue like that. Ehhehe." She says embarrassingly as she scratches the back of her head. "But I do hope I didn't make you too uncomfortable like that."

As she apologizes to me, I can't help but be surprised at the sincerity that seems to radiate off of her as she apologizes for her forward actions earlier. I've lived most of my life in the hardened lifestyle of Vacuo and even traveled to Mistral as well, familiarizing myself with the ignored and rogue element there so I'm used to dealing with liars and cutthroats.

Ruby however… I have no idea what it is but she seems, genuine in her words to me. She feel… nice to hear and I mentally berate myself for my actions before. I look down in sadness but as I go to bring my head up, something catches my eye. "Uhhhhhhh…" I groan, trying to figure out how to best tell—

"Oh, Yang, gross! You have puke on your shoe!"

'… Well that's one way to put it.' I think to the girl's outburst of her sisters predicament.

"Gross, gross, gross, gross, gross, gross, gross, gross!" Yang cries out over and over again at the offending piece of biological on her boot and tries to shake it off.

It doesn't work. "Get-Get away! Get away from me! Get away from me! Get away from me! Get away from me!" Her thrashing however moves her closer and closer to her sister, who in the least it bit wants nothing to do with the substance on Yang's boot and tries to backpedal away but it fails.

"Hahahaha." I can't help but chuckle at their antics. My smile and laugh surprises them to the point they stop altogether and look at me. With the smile still on my face, I step forward and extend a bow to the two of them, especially Ruby, the black red-tinted hair girl who introduced herself to me first, despite me being a complete unknown. "Apologies for my actions before." I lift myself up with my hands behind my back. "Ethan. Ethan Wright. A pleasure to meet you." I give them my name with a head nod.

I've had skepticisms for coming to this school to begin with. But the chance proved too good an opportunity to pass up and at first I was willing to suck it up.

Now though… I think I might like going here.

(Cover Image does not belong to me.) This is probably by far my most favorite anime. Yes the show doesn't exactly have look of others cartoonish looks of others animes but you know what, screw it. I'm sticking with that classification and still love the show regardless.

Besides Anime's the category Fanfiction gave the show so I can't really argue against that.

The vol. 4 finale was already released and boy was it crazy. The whole show is crazy and awesome but like my other stories, I've got a bunch of ideas that I really really want to put into words and see where I go from there and what other ideas pop out at me.

This is still going to be fun and hopefully a wild ride for all of us.

Have a great day, and have fun reading.