Hey, you made it to chapter 4! Glad you stuck around this long. As a thank you for sticking around this long, you're unlocking TWO character bios this chapter. While Snow's going to have his skills revealed this chapter and I don't want to spoil much yet, here's Mei Neko's bio for now.

Name: Mei Neko

Age: 19

Personality: Optimistic, Impatient, Friendly

Team/Role: S T R (M) : Scout

Weapon: "Aslon Fury": While already a martial arts expert, Mei uses four bladed iron gloves, curved at the tips for shredding opponents. Stored on the knuckles are four senbon launchers, which can have the needles altered if a dust crystal is connected into a special divot in the middle of the palm on each glove. They can be folded and stored on holsters on the back of her belt.

Semblance: Can communicate with animals and detect Grimm

Story: She was originally born in Vacuo, but when her father was killed in a Faunus rights rally turned violent, which was quickly followed by the White Fang's sudden transformation to a terror cell, her mother took the both of them out of the kingdom to Vale. They lived in the city, hiding their Faunus features to keep from being treated unequally. For Mei, it was easy since her only features are a tail and cat's eyes that could both easily be hidden. When she was accepted into Signal, she made friends with Rocco, who found out about her Faunus features. Instead of making fun of her for it, he seemed indifferent about it , and taught her that there's lots of people that get along with the Faunus race. She started being more social with other people and with time, more comfortable going out in public unhidden, and dedicated much of her life to giving the old message the White Fang once tried to convey: equality for Faunus through peace.

Other than that, just for visualization, and I'm just OCD like that, I feel like I should describe where everyone's sitting in relation to one another from left to right, front to back, as of just before the final match was set up.

Row 1: Cardin, Dove, Sky, Russel

Row 2: Nora, Ren, Pyrrah, Jaune

Row 3: Fox, Velvet, Yatsuhashi, Coco, Yang, Blake, Ruby, Weiss

Row 4: Turk, Rocco, Mei

Row 6: Snow

Now without further announcement until the end, here's the final fight between Yatsuhashi and Snow Whitmore!

"I don't get it. How did he disappear like that?" Ruby wondered, her silvery eyes tracing the arena. Yatsuhashi, while seeming less surprised than the scarlet reaper in the grandstands was calmly surveying the walls and floor of the combat zone.

Her answer was given some seconds later when something caught her eye at least a yard away of Yatsuhashi's 7 o'clock. A tuft of white hair, seemingly puddling out of the floor as the rest of Snow's head and the hilt of his blade emerged. As his torso emerged, his right hand grabbed Unique Blizzard's hilt and ripped it free from the magnetic sling across his back, swiping it at the towering samurai above him. Yatsuhashi's ears perked at the sudden swishing sound below him, and drew his own large blade as he dashed forward, out of the way of Snow's strike, and turning to face him as the rest of the albino's body emerged from the floor.

"Camoflauge?" Weiss hypothesized to herself.

"You catch on quick, Ice Queen." Rocco nodded, ignoring the followed request to stop calling her that. "That's his semblance. it scared the crap out of us the first time we met." He smiled as he remembered the day well.

One year ago...

"THIS IS FUCKING AWESOME!" Rocco screamed to himself as he flew through the air above the Emerald Forest. The flight from the cliff's launch pads, although fun, was however quickly coming to an end as the evergreen treetops grew closer. He quickly unslung Cadillac Custom's case form and activated the cannon, firing a shot at the sky to get him below the treeline. In the span of a second, the axe-setting of his weapon/instrument was out of the case now slung back over his shoulder as he used it and a free hand to catch onto branches. Only being able to hook onto an exceptionally week looking one near the top of a large tree, he gasped as he fell suddenly from the branch breaking. The audible sound of grunts echoing throughout the forest as he hit a multitude of branches on the way down to the ground. He groaned as he opened his eyes after landing face up. Somehow, his axe had landed, blades embedded into the ground in a position that just missed cleaving his head in two.

"Are you alright? That was quite the fall."

He looked up to see a brunette with a British accent and a beret on her head holding out a hand to him. He took it, pulling himself upwards. "Thanks. Do you have a partner yet?"

A sudden pat to his behind caused him to yelp, as he turned to see another brunette carrying a handbag behind him. "Sorry, Music Man. She's mine. Nice blush by the way." she continued.

"You have to forgive her. I learned so far she's not that big on personal space." the bereted girl apologized.

"Aw, c'mon, Velvs! It's not like he's pressing charges or anything like that."

"Uh, not that this isn't a pleasure and all, but does anyone else realize we're surrounded?" Rocco spoke up. Both girls blinked and looked around to see a large mix of Ursai and Beowolves surrounding the three of them. They all took their battle stances, ready to fight them off, when suddenly, there was a grumbling coming from the girl with the handbag.

"C'mon! You can't jam now!" she practically whined to the accessory. Rocco and Velvet just looked at each other, both unaware at the time of the massive minigun stored inside.

A guttural roar from one of the Ursai echoed throughout the clearing as the Grimm charged at the three of them. There were too many to fight off, and there didn't seem like there was any sort of possible escape route. Terrified out of their minds, the three were completely blindsided as out of the ground lept a tall boy in a white cloak and massive broadsword from seemingly nothing in front of them. The Grimm stopped in their tracks as they watched the new arrival start to descend upon them. As he hit the ground, he tapped a button on the hilt of his weapon and stabbed it straight into the ground. In seconds, the creatures surrounding his fellow man were either impaled on giant spikes made of ice or frozen completely in the giant blocks of ice that now covered the clearing and crept up nearby trees. He slowly looked up, satisfied with the job he had done to kill those beasts and save his fellow classmates.

"Are you all able to continue onward?" he spoke with a light Russian accent.

The three of them were speechless for a moment before Rocco finally broke the silence. "Uhh...yeah?"

The new arrival that just saved all three of their respective asses in one strike simply looked over of them before pointing his sword at Rocco. "You. Do you have a partner yet?"

"N-no. I'm guessing this makes us a team?" he asked, intimidated by the sword sticking in his direction. He hadn't noticed Velvet and Coco slowly backing away from him.

"Da. Come. The temple is a short walk this way." he said pointing north with his free hand as he slung his sword onto his back. "By the way, what is your name?"

"Rocco. Yours?"

"Snow Vitmore." And with that, he turned and started walking the direction he had given the three. With a shrug, Coco spoke up.

"Mysterious type, huh? I like that." she smirked before strutting along with him.

"Seriously, Coco?" Velvet facepalmed before following the two. Rocco simply stood there as he regained his bearings with what just happened. Then, it hit him.

"I fear for my sanity if I ever get paired up with any of them." he thought to himself as he followed the newly formed group.

Back in the present day, the match was still going strong. Yatsuhashi brought his blade down against Snow's. The sword opened up to form a four bladed shield in Snow's hands just in time as Yatsuhashi's blow came into contact, the force causing the albino to skid backwards. As he did, he threw the shield at his opponent of equal height, the shield spinning at him like a ninja star. The samurai blocked the giant shuriken as Snow ran forward to retrieve it in midair. As he did, the center, which had previously been the hilt in its sword form folded back into place, although the blade stayed in its shield-like shape, albeit now tethered to the hilt to form a snowflake-shaped flail. Snow flung the flail at Yatsuhashi a few times to no avail as each slash was blocked. To make it more difficult, he began morphing rapidly across the arena using his semblance. This caused a constant state of confusion for his opponent, until the frustration involved Yatsuhashi's extremely strong ground strike, sending a shockwave through the arena floor and tripping up Snow's illusion. Caught off guard but not vulnerable, Snow quickly lashed out his flail again. It caused a collision with his opponent's blade, however knocking it out of the hands of Team CFVY's tallest member. The backswing missed, however was quickly followed by another strike at Yatsuhashi. While his aura was able to take the brunt of the hit, it still nearly knocked the massive man over. He carefully flipped in mid-air, landing on his feet next to his dropped blade. Snow quickly reverted his back to its original form and dashed at Yatsuhashi. The strike Yatsuhashi had prepared for the albino locked swords. What he made the mistake not to account for was the slits in the blade that contributed to its snowflake patterned design. His became caught, and with a simple twist of his wrist, Snow once again disarmed his opponent. Holding his blade at Yatsuhashi, who now held his hands up to his sides as a sign of surrender, Goodwich once again stopped the match.

"Very good efforts from both of you. I don't even feel like I should have to announce it, but Mister Whitmore is the victor." she spoke, as the two exchanged a glance at each other. Yatsuhashi gave a bow of respect to the both of them as he retrieved his weapon and headed back to gather his belongings from the locker rooms. Snow nodded to him before he returned to his teammates who now sat behind the group of first years.

"New friends, I assume, team?" Snow deduced as he looked over the group.

"Yep!" Mei smiled as she quickly listed off the names of RWBY and JNPR for her team leader.

"A pleasure to meet you all." Snow humbly nodded his head, then looked over to CFVY as Yatsuhashi was greeted with encouraging words for his efforts in their duel. The other towering member of the upperclassmen looked back over.

"That was an exhilarating battle. Next time I plan to beat you, though." Yatsuhashi smirked.

"I look forward to it." Snow agreed, turning back to the group as Goodwich dismissed the class. While the bulk of Team STRM began to depart, ready to get some rest between classes from the tiring battles each of them went through, they were stopped as members of the underclassmen teams caught them before they headed in the direction of the dorms.

"Hey, Rocco, so if you're not busy sometime soon, you want to try and get a jam session going or something?" Jaune asked the bassist.

"You play guitar, Jaune?" Rocco looked at the blonde quizzically. Weiss on the other hand facepalmed, remembering the atrocity being played for her a couple nights before the ball that Jaune passed off as a serenade. To her surprise, Rocco accepted the offer, while she gave a stare he picked up on that wordlessly messaged him that he was making a big mistake.

While they made plans for the session, Mei and Blake were caught up in a conversation of their own, probably about the wielder of Gambol Shroud's secret from bits and pieces Yang could make out from lip reading. Turk and Pyrrah had been talking about Mistral, both quite intrigued in each other's stories about both their experiences training to become Huntsmen at Sanctum, the both of them being originally from Mistral. Ruby however was able to catch the leader of their newfound allies as he still trekked to the dorms.

"Snow, wait!" Ruby called to the albino who turned at the call of his name. "Don't you want to get to know the rest of us?"

"As much as I vould, I have things to do for my other classes." Snow apologized, turning to the young brunette. "I must say though, your friends are quite capable fighters. Ve should set a date for some training together, say Tuesday before dinner?"

Ruby's eyes lit up at the thought of the two teams practicing against one another. She nodded and shook hands with the albino to seal the deal, him being careful not to crush her small hands with his thicker ones. He then turned to his team.

"Comrades, as much as I hate to cut this short, we have another class in a few hours, and need to rest before it." he ordered.

"He's right. It was nice meeting you all again!" Turk smiled as he turned to leave.

"See you guys around." Rocco grinned. Mei simply gave an honest smile and wave farewell as the rest of the team followed their titan of a leader to the dorms.

"They seemed nice." Yang smirked as she turned to the rest of her teammates. "So what's next on the agenda?"

"Well, we have Doctor Oobleck's class at 11.." Ruby recited from memory.

"Wait, did you say eleven? It's 10:56!" Weiss shouted.

"Oh, crud! We're going to be late again! Ruby gasped.

"Well if we get moving, we won't be you dunce!" Weiss began dragging her friend as they ran down the halls closely followed by the remainder of RWBY and JNPR.

And there you have it, the end to the introduction of my OC crew, Team STRM. Let's end this by unlocking the final member of the team's bio: Leader Snow Whitmore!

Name: Snow Whitmore

Age: 21

Personality: Quiet, Protective, Mysterious

Team/Role: (S) T R M

Weapon: "Unique Blizzard": An intricately designed large broadsword with three other uses. The first is that it can fold out into a four-sided, snowflake-shaped giant shuriken or shield. The second is that the tether in the handle unwinds, allowing the first form to be used as a flail. Finally, a small ice dust crystal allows at the push of a button on the hilt in its sword form for a single strike to explode the battlefield into a giant mound of ice. Due to the power, the crystal becomes drained after one use, so this feature is rarely used.

Semblance: Can 'melt' into any surface and camoflauge himself near seemlessly.

Story: Raised in a small mountain village at the northern edge of Vale, Snow didn't see a day go by that his hometown got attacked by the mountain Ursas and Nevermore that wandered north in search of prey. Every day, he lost neighbors, friends, and even his mother to these raids by the Grimm. He took up fighting them once he came of age to learn self defense, however discovering his semblance gave opportunity for a new tactic: guerilla warfare. Using his camoflauge abilities, he would track Grimm to their homes and eliminate entire packs then and there. When one day came that Glynda Goodwich was tasked with leading Beacon students to investigate the sudden disappearance of Grimm in the area that was once a hotspot for the creatures, she discovered the cause of it was Snow thanks to a well timed attack by Beowulfs. She offered him a position in the next class to attend Beacon in return that she would make sure Huntsmen and Huntresses would take up his Grimm-slaying tasks while he was away. With the deal made, Snow became a Beacon student then and there, training so that he could hopefully save his village from the Grimm menace permanently.

As I said, these guys will be making appearances in one-offs and the story I'm working on for the future. You'll next see them in that story: "RWBY: Stolen Innocence." It's a mature fic due to some of the themes that it'll focus on, and I have no idea how it will go over on here, but here's hoping you all like it!

Oh, and the only thing I own here in this fic is STRM. All other elements come from Monty Oum and the rest of RT that work on RWBY.