4The ashes of his cigarette were nearly at his mouth, Kyane couldn't find in himself to care however. The world seemed as if it were shades of grey instead of the neon lighted streets the place normally was. Not that Kyane knew that only drifting into the area earlier that day. He found himself empty and most importantly bitter. The briefcase at his side seemed to only add to his burdens, yet he couldn't just drop it. It'd be like dishonoring their memory if he did.
"There you are Spider." a low gravelly voice called him.
He turned to see a nondescript man standing across from him. Robes billowed around his feet and obscured his face. So they sent the Shadow huh? Taking a breath and inhaling the poisonous smoke Kyane's eyes turned deadly and a fake pleasant smile appeared on his face.
"I wouldn't try this today Love, I haven't been in the best of moods as of late, so I can't promise it won't hurt." Not in the mood for banter he brandished his pistol and Kyane shot both of the man's legs before he could comprehend what was happening. The shocked silence of his prey brought some joy back into his now cold heart.
"You're not usually like this. Where's the charm and wit?" The Shadow said through tears barely masking the unbelievable pain he must have felt.
"I told you Love, I'm not in the most genial of moods and you just so happen to be the only source to vent my frustrations around." Kyane approached his victim with an irritated grace that could only be achieved by years of practice. Bending to the Shadow's eye level Kyane couldn't help but take a bit of pleasure from the pain he caused.
"What's say you and I share an intimate moment together?" Kyane asks dragging his prey by the hair into an alleyway.
"After all it's your final moments Love. You should savor them."
Exiting the alley with a newly lit cigarette Kyane left behind not a body but a pile of flesh and broken bones. "I was getting a bit short on cash there." he said as he rifled through his newly acquired belongings. "This should get me at least another night at the hotel."
"You certainly know how to put on quite the show Spider, or should I call you Mr. Valentine?"
Freezing Kyane turned to the voice to see a grey haired man wearing a black suit and green scarf, and a pair of small round glasses, and was brandishing a cane.
"What's it to you?' Kyane asked irritatedly purposely blowing smoke into the other man's face. "Surely you know approaching a killer is a recipe for disaster yes?"
"Oh come now, there is no need to be so hostile toward me, Mr. Valentine. Besides, better men and women than you have tried to kill me, all have failed, though I will admit some have come close."
"Tis it wise to expose such weaknesses?" Kyane couldn't help but smile, he'd missed this type of chatter since he defected. "It's almost giving someone like me a freebie, Love."
"Do not mistake me Mr. Valentine, I am far from weak, one does not reach as lofty a position as I by not being strong." the man said, and now, there was a certain edge to his voice that made Kyane almost believe him. Almost.
"That's the type of talk that gets someone eager to try." Lighting a new cigarette he took in the taste and raised it up. "I wonder, could you take me down faster than these." He wistfully mused.
In an instant the man was upon him, his cane snugly against Kyane's chest.
"Now now Love, let's not get ahead of ourselves. Your the one who walked over to my mess, and I unfortunately can't leave a trail for them." Hitting the cane upward with his knife Kyane pulled his pistol to try and get a free shot in or at least take him off guard. A tiny bit of desperation to his movements. However, his couldn't pull the trigger, his hands were shaking for the first time since he began killing. There was something about this man. Something he hoped to not find out anytime soon.
"Was something supposed to happen Mr. Valentine?"
"I do not know what your doing right now, but I refuse to lose to this." taking a few steps away Kyane sheathed his pistol and reached for his briefcase. "You should feel special Love, I rarely have the occasion to use my Darling."
The man took two steps forward and stared at Kyane "A sword Mr. Valentine?" the man said, with a not so subtle smile on his face
"He's a claymore actually, Love." Kyane copied the man's smile and took apart the claymore to make two chakrams. "However, more than meets the eye to my boy here."
"Oh I believe that is enough of that." the man said, and Kyane was suddenly against the alley wall. "I would hate to harm a potential student."
"Oh my Love we shouldn't we only just met after all, I'm not a first date type of lady but please make it quick, I'd hate to die slowly...Student?" Kyane only just now processing the words.
"Let us try introductions once more,Shall we? I am Headmaster Ozpin of Beacon Academy. Mr. Kyane Valentine, how would you like to enroll in my school, and become a Huntsman?"
"Can you erase the Spider?" Finishing his cigarette he flicked it to the front of the man's shoes and placed his hands in his jacket pockets "Cause as an ex of a certain group your student might be in danger due to our connection. They're a ruthless bunch you know." Kyane's tone turned playful but the negotiation was clear.
"As one of the most influential people in Vale, I'm sure I can convince the Council to burn your past murders done in Vale and I can convince the headmasters of Haven and Shade to do the same for their kingdoms. Unfortunately I hold less sway over the headmaster of Atlas academy, and so you would still be a criminal in Atlas."Ozpin said, making it clear he truly wished to help
"While not the best occupation I took pride in my work. One more thing and then I'll accept, I hope you'll turn the other way should my former peers show up for a chat. I won't apologize for keeping myself safe."
"As a student of mine, and therefore a Huntsman-in-training, you are permitted to defend yourself, but you cannot kill them. However should you seek out these men, I'm afraid even my influence can only do so much."
"Then it's fine I'll join. Sometimes living is harder anyway." Taking out his pack he found his lucky one. Holding out the box he offered it to his new headmaster.
"I am afraid to say that Beacon is a smoke free campus… and I shall have to pass on your offer, I gave up the habit a lifetime ago." The headmaster said with the barest hint of a smirk
"Probably a good idea, smoking kills. Even more than I have." Kyane said with fake glee. "Guess I should enjoy this while I can." Leaning against the wall Kyane took his time in lighting his lucky cigarette.
Ozpin turned around and started walking away, before stopping and turning to face Kyane once more.
"Welcome to Beacon, Mr Valentine."
And if you look to your right you will see an amazing OC that I had barely any hand in making, though I did have more of one in writing this little… "trailer" i guess you'd call it.
Anyway here's Kyane Valentine, the product of me asking (read: strong arming) my best friend in to trying their hand at making a RWBY OC (despite the fact they have a somewhat surface level knowledge of the show) for my OC team, PINK. Unfortunately he's not the main character of the Fic (whenever that comes out), but he was the first one we finished writing a trailer for. Hope you like him. The rest of team PINK will be coming...eventually, with their own trailers. Then it's on to the main fic I'll write, eventually, which will be a seperate fic in its own right, simply titled 'Team PINK' keep an eye out for it, if you want. The next character will be the N of the team, Neyra. See you in the next chapter.