A/N: This is the revised version of the first chapter. I looked back and saw some grammar errors in my writing and some continuity holes so I decided to rework some earlier chapters. Nothing in the story has changed just some details needed to be different.

RWBY belongs to Roosterteeth and the late Monty Oum.

The Wolf, the Princess and Little Red

Introduction: Before the Change/Silver Trailer

The world of Remnant is a dark, cruel place bent on destroying its inhabitants. The world existed on a fine balance between light and dark. This balance was the core belief of many cultures in Remnant. Despite this, one clan who had held this belief to their very core had begun to shake this balance. The village of this clan was built in rows of homes around a center structure that housed the Matriarch's counsel. All the buildings where mere huts meant to protect the occupants from the weather, but this didn't matter to the people that lived there. They were always in the wilds not welcome to live in the four kingdoms. These wolf faunus were all trained and deadly assassins. These faunus were different from the others having two faunus traits oth wolf ears and tails. This was the home of the Pack, a group of mercenary killers for hire that took jobs to both uphold the peace and disrupt it. This being a large part of their belief of how to keep the balance in the world of Remnant. They were slowly beginning to aid in the efforts to bring the world to its knees. One young faunus however was not going to let this happen.

Slade was walking to the Matriarch's hut tonight. He was going to keep his clan from falling away to the darkness. He burst through the door of the main building and pushed his way to the front of the crowd inside, his familiar silver hair pulled back into a loose, warrior braid, bangs falling over his right eye letting everyone know who he was. "Why have you allied our clan with those people, Wolf Mother!" he shouted gaining everyone's attention at his use of the clan's honorific for the woman. "Why have you let them blind you this way." He drew himself up, standing taller than most of the others at 6'10".

All the Packs elders were looking at Slade now. He was dressed in the clan's normal attire: a dark grey chest plate with black trim with matching arm and shin guards, mesh armor shirt and white undershirt, dark grey almost black cargo pants with a belt holding his sword, a tachi, and two knives, a large hand gun on his left thigh. His boots were black and dulled so they wouldn't shine in the moonlight on missions. Over all this was an off white, hooded cloak that faded to grey towards the hem and the ends of the sleeves and the clan symbol, a snarling wolf's head, on the back. His hood was kept down to show his face although he wore a grey flat cap with black trim that covered his wolf ears that were laid flat underneath. His visible eye glinted Silver in the low light of the room, his wolf tail twitching with anger.

The Matriarch, dressed in the same manner except the sword, stood from her seat frowning at the pup that was confronting her with silver eyes flashing in the low light. "I do what is best for the Pack my child. The White Fang has promised to pay well for our services and said that they will pay extra if we give our undivided support." She looked at the wolf standing before her and spoke again, "Surely you understand I do this for the Pack's honor."

"Breaking the balance that we have kept for generations will bring us no honor, but will only disgrace us in the eyes of Mother Moon! There is no glory in their cause, not since they turned on their own ideals. They will drag us into the depths of corruption with them." He was furious that the woman who had taught him the Pack's ways was now turning her back on them as well as the rest of his clan.

"You bring disgrace to us by questioning my decision!" the Matriarch boomed, causing the rest to shrink back in fear. "I will lead our clan to a new world where faunus rule over humans, and we are demigods among men. I will protect our people pup, and you should remember your place."

"You will only bring destruction and darkness to us," Slade said just loud enough for everyone to hear. "You will kill us all siding with the Fang they are lost and you are following the blind."

That was it, the elder faunus had heard enough. she walked towards the unflinching teen and slapped him square in the jaw. "Leave this place traitor. I brand you Lone Wolf and banish you from my hearth. Get out of my site."

Slade stood there for a moment a scowl on his face then he smirked down at the woman, "At least I can say I'm not part of this pack of dogs anymore Mother."

This only made all the onlookers gasp or growl at his statement. To call a wolf faunus a dog was paramount to saying they were worthless. He then pulled out his hand gun and shot the totem in the corner of the room as was the custom for one who was to leave the Pack and turned on his heel to leave. He stopped at the door not able to resist one last jab at the faunus behind him, "Oh, and Wolf Mother, forget I'm your son next time we meet. I'll be aiming to kill you and take back this clan's honor."

Slade walked out of the village after packing his meager possessions in two small cases and a pack. No one challenged him. Only a few watched him go. They'd heard the shouting and the gun shot, they knew that it meant he was no longer one of them. He was now an outsider.

'Maybe I should join the side of the light since no one else will,' he thought to himself as he left, 'Yeah, I guess I should, and I know just where to go. After all, I've heard Vale is lovely this time of year.'

"I am now Slade Lone Wolf," he said as he vanished into the night heading for a school. Heading for Beacon Academy.

A/N: Hello again I hope those who have been following me don't get mad at me for reworking this chapter.

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