Chapter 1: Wondering Soul

He took a deep breath and felt the night air fill his lungs. It was a refreshing feeling despite his current situation. He looked down from the rooftop he was on near the outskirts of Vale and enjoyed the view and the quiet of the city at night. It gave him time to think and reflect on his life and how fast things seemed to have happened. "How did I end up here?" He thought to himself. "I guess I really just have myself to blame." He looked up into the night sky, mesmerized by the stars in the sky.

He sighed to himself and decided to move on when he saw a light in the sky moving towards where he was. As the light got closer he immediately recognized it as some sort of drop ship. The ship flew right over him and landed not too far away from where he was standing on the roof. Curiosity got the best of him se he decided to go towards where the ship landed to investigate.

He ran on the rooftops nimbly maneuvering his way towards the landing site. He made it to the last rooftop and saw the ship with some people dressed in red and black unloading crates and putting them into cars. "Hurry it up! The police will be all over the city looking for us and I don't want to stick around until they find us!" A voice rang out. A man with orange hair wearing a black hat and white coat walked out of the airship. He looked annoyed and seemed to be the one ordering them to load the crates.

When he had seen enough to know that these men where shady he decided to make his move. He jumped from his position on the roof and gracefully landed in a crouched position in front of all of the men loading the cars. They all were taken by surprise by this person who just fell from the sky. The man with the orange hair started to pace towards him. "Just great! And who are you supposed to be?" he said, clearly annoyed.

"I'm Lance. Lance Azure." He said as he stood up and looked the man straight in the eye with his green eyes.

"Ok, listen here Lance. I don't have time to deal with another pest, so if you excuse me, I'll have my friends take care of you." He said as he held up his arms in a presenting manner as the men in red and black drew blood red, slightly curved, swords.

Lance grabbed the sword on his back a pulled it from its sheath, the double edged sword slightly glimmering in the moonlight. Lance presented a cocky smile as three crooks rushed him. He dodged all of their swings and decided it was the time to fight back. He slashed one of them, sending him flying into another man waiting to fight him. In two quick motions he took out the other two. "I underestimated you Mr. Azure." The man in the white coat said in a mocking tone. More men rushed him and were all slashing trying to get a hit in on him. As more slashes were thrown at Lance the harder the time he had keeping up with them. He waited for openings and took them, slimming down the number of men attacking him, but taking a few hits from them, which his aura blocked, but it still hurt. He took out all the men that were thrown at him. The man in the white coat looked frustrated with his face in his hand.

"It's one thing after another this day…" He said

"Let me take care of it" A mysterious voice said. A woman wearing a red dress with yellow accents and also had black hair stepped out of the airship. Her hand was engulfed in flames and it looked like her eyes were glowing from where Lance was. She held up her hand and flung a massive fire ball at him. "Aw crap" Lance thought before the fireball hit him sending him flying into a wall and knocking him out.

"Are you all right young man?" A voice came from the shadows. When Lance came to he saw a man wearing green and also wearing glasses. He had grey hair, but looked relatively younger than one would think someone with grey hair would look. "I'm a little… uh… shaken up." Lance said still recovering from that blast of fire he took.

"You look like you're a little more than 'shaken up', but if you say so." He said holding out a hand.

"Thanks" Lance said as he gladly took the man's hand. He was pulled up and when he was standing on his feet, he lost balance a bit and felt a little light headed. The man noticed this and asked, "Are you sure you're all right?"

"Yeah, yeah, just shaken up." Lance said as he regained his balance and started to feel a little more normal. "I just have a headache."

The man walks over and picks up Lance's sword and inspects it. He walks back over to Lance and hands him his sword. "Ozpin." The man says.

"Hm?"

"My name. It's Ozpin. Might I ask what your name is?"

"My name is Lance Azure."

"Azure… Hello Lance it is a pleasure to meet you."

Lance puts his sword away and says, "It's a pleasure to meet you too Ozpin."

"So Lance, this may be a bit odd, but I see you are a talented, young individual, and I so happen to be the head of a school that you may be interested in joining."

"School? Why would I be interested in going to school?"

"Does Beacon ring any bells? Perhaps you have heard of this school."

Lance looks at him in shock. Ever since he was young he always wanted to be a hunter. He wanted to be a hero, just like in the story books and legends.

"You have my attention Mr. Ozpin" excitement evident in his voice.

"Visit me at beacon tomorrow. We can continue this chat tomorrow and you can get some well needed rest."

Lance nods and Ozpin turns around and walks away. Lance felt ecstatic and was overjoyed to even have the chance to join one of the most prestigious schools for hunters and huntresses. He could see his dream coming to fruition right before his eyes. He walked back to his apartment all the while thinking about the next day.

When he arrived at his place he took off his black jacket with dark blue highlights and gold accessories and sat down on his bed. A random thought occurred to him and he remembered his fight with the man with the orange hair and that… lady. She seemed out of place and it felt off. He shrugged off that thought and continued to think of his trip tomorrow at beacon. He turned off the lights and decided that he should go to sleep after taking some medication for the headache. He got into his bed and stared at his ceiling for a while. Despite his apartment being kind of in crappy shape, he enjoyed it none the less. There was one thing that he missed though, and that was his family. When his thoughts drifted to his family he immediately found something else to think about and went to bed.