Monty Oum is the Creator of RWBY and everything that is RWBY is his! Well, I get Rooster teeth owns parts of it too. However, my OC's are my mine and mine only. Sadly they are worth nothing, oh well.

Chapter One

Family Matters

I opened my eyes and stared at the dark grey ceiling that loomed over me; this wasn't White Hall nor was it my bedroom. How did I get here?

"What an unfamiliar ceiling…" A raspy voice echoed and reached my ears.

What the heck happened? My voice sounds like used sandpaper on a rainy day! Okay, I got to calm down and check my surroundings. After all, those charlatans could still be lurking in the darkness. I glanced around the shadowy room I was in.

Medical machines were strewn across the small room I was currently located in. My family emblem was embossed on every single one of them. It looked like I was in some sort of an infirmary. I'm surprised that father even cared enough for his family to have one.

Oh wait, it's probably for his use only. That Grimmhead!

Parenting issues aside, I finally finished my search of the room. It looked like it was nighttime due to the fact that the open widow to my left gave me a perfect view of the moon. Well, chunks of the moon anyways. Honestly, I'm not completely used to that, I mean I grew up once with a whole moon. Not one that has a huge gaping hole in it.

Hmm, what do you mean that "I grew up once" what a weird thing for a child to say?

Who, said I was a child in the first place? I could be an adult for all you know!

…

Not buying it are you? Honestly the truth to that statement is stranger than fiction. But, I am not going to drive myself bonkers with an internal agreement with myself. That would be a waste of time and effort. After that lovely thought, a lightbulb clicked for me.

I just realized that I was on a bed in my father's infirmary. I cringed at the soreness of my body deciding it was a great time to tell my brain about my injuries. Thanks for being a team player, Brain.

Holy Dust, that hurts like an Ursa. My bandaged hands were barely able to enter my vision. It was only then, did I notice that the rest of my body was cocooned in medical bindings. Gosh, what the heck did I do? I mean it isn't normal to be wrapped up like some sort of piñata. My memory failed me as I tried to remember how I ended up in this situation. It was troubling that nothing was coming to mind. Did my father finally go off into the deep end and went berserk? I hope not, that is something I wouldn't want to wish that on my worst enemy.

Did I go berserk on my family? Nah, they are kind of stuck up and frivolous but not something to go axe happy for. Hmm…

A soft yawn broke me out of my train of thoughts. I turned to the right to see something I missed the first time I checked out the room. It was a chair, that was obviously never used that much. Not with that level of dust on it. Mother would have a heart attack if she ever saw that. But that did not surprise me at all. The girl sleeping in it did.

She was tiny and looked like she was very young, around eight most people would say. However, I knew differently. She was actually ten years of age and only looked younger due to her baby face and small size. Her white hair was long and cascaded down her body. The hair wasn't in any style but simply let down. Her silk sundress was something only a modern day princess would wear. Fitting, due to the fact she was a child to the richest family in the whole world, the family that controlled the "The finest of them all": the Schnee Dust Company.

That's right; the girl at my bedside was none other than Weiss Schnee. One of the children of Hagel Schnee, the head CEO of Schnee Dust Company and Éclair Schnee, "The Snow White of Vale". Why would one of the most important children in the whole wide world of Remnant be by my bedside? Why would the Schnee family even let such a person as me be near their precious daughter?

Why wouldn't they?

After all she is my fraternal twin. Now, now don't be too shocked by this. You hear me right; Weiss Schnee is my older twin sister by three minutes. Who am I you ask? That's quite simple.

Hello, my name is Eis Schnee and I am the younger twin brother of one Weiss Schnee.

I bet you didn't see that one coming did you?

In hindsight, I really need to stop thinking to myself like that.

"Eis… are you awake now?" A soft and non-aggressive voice came from Weiss.

Strange, my twin is normally very hostile and aggressive to me. I blame my father for that, stupid ba-

"Brother, I know you can hear me." Four orbs of crystal reflected off each other as I stared at my now awake sister. Her eyes were completely different from her caring tone. I could see the frigidness of the Northern Atlas in them. A storm raging between those eyes, yet for once they weren't aimed at me.

"Good Morning, err good night Weiss?" I sheepishly uttered to my twin. Why is she treating me like a regular person?

"In hindsight, I should not have worried so much for a dolt like you." Oh my Dust is Weiss actually worried for me? I guess she realized what I was thinking due to the fact she was fidgeting.

"Do not look at me like that! I am not a heartless sister you know."

"…"

"Eis, are you insulting me in your head of yours?"

"Nope, I would never think of such mean things about Snowy."

Weiss flinched when I called her by that name. It was a name from a simpler time, a time were my family was actually a family; a time where sister and brother played with each other. Before the White Fang declare all-out war against the Schnee Dust Company…

Before my father died and became a man that turned his heart to stone.

Weiss stared at me sadly; she understood what I was thinking about. As a 'Perfect Schnee' she was taught to read faces and how to perform like a 'True Schnee'. I on the other hand, was simply known as the failure. I simply refused to act like some sort of faker! I am a human being, damn it!

Thus, I wore my heart on my sleeve and was the opposite of what a people thought a spawn of a Schnee should act like. However, I could put on a persona of Schnee when I need too. Sadly, Weiss was too good at reading me. I was her practice in those classes after all.

"…Brother, I know that lately I haven't been a good sister…bu-"I cut her off abruptly. Nope, I am not dealing with this.

"Weiss excuse me for my vernacular, but cut the crap. What do you want?" I stared at her with my Schnee mask. I immediately saw the hurt in her eyes. Good.

Well how does it feel, Weiss? This is how you been treating me for the last two and half years. I was garbage to you during that time and now you want to pretend that it never happened?

"Bro- no, Eis…I am sorry for everything." She was close to tears now; her crystal blue eyes were getting big and puffy like she was going to bawl.

"Why do you care? I mean how many times have you called me worthless the last couple of years now? What happened to the sister that said we would be together forever? What happened to my twin?"

"…"

"That's what I thought!" I sneered at her.

She did something that I thought Weiss would never do again. She walked towards me and…hugged me. Her tears were drenching my shirt, but I felt nothing but guilt now. After all wasn't she the reason I was here in the first place? Didn't I put my life on the line to save her?

Didn't I do the duty that all brothers do for their older sister?

It was then that I remembered how I got here in the first place.

It was about day ago, well honestly I don't know how long ago it was. I mean I am in a hospital bed you know.

White Hall, the bastion of Schnee's might was attacked. The White Fang raided my "father's" home. The crimes of the Schnee Dust Company were too much for the Faunus right group turned terrorist network to ignore anymore. Honestly, my old man shouldn't have seen it coming.

It already has been two years since the Schwarzwald incident after all. Well, the Faunus called it the Black Forest Massacre. But I digress.

I awoke to the sound of thunder. The walls of my modest room shook with the force of a god trying to tear down the walls. As if the leviathan itself threatened to tear the entirety of White Hall to the ground.

Is that man going berserk with fire dust again? That was the first thought that ran through my mind. My father was known to go…trigger happy if the White Fang thwarted his plans of Schnee domination of the world. (I swear he could be one of those villains on that Captain Remnant show.)

So, it was just another late Tuesday night. That's when he normally goes berserk. Then I remember what actual day it was.

Wait a minute, it's Friday night! Normally Father and Mother are boozing out at some 'high-class' party leaving Weiss and I here. In fact this is the only day that Weiss starts to act like her old self...

Something is wrong; father is never here on a Friday night. The room shook once again and the window of my room shattered as if something broke through it. Something rectangular in shape landed on the opposite side of my room.

Isn't that a-?

Without finishing that thought I rolled to the right and hit the floor. Two seconds later the room exploded. A wave of heat washed over me, like some sort of demoniac blanket.

RIP!

Ah! Dustballs! That hurts like hell! My hand grasps my left leg, apparently my left leg decided that wooden fragments from my once king size bed was a good fashion choice in a time of danger. I looked at the wound; it wasn't that big, maybe a half inch wide at the most. I had to refrain myself from ripping it out.

After all, pulling the wood stake out of my body would cause me to bleed out. Luckily for me, I planned for something like this. Crazy, I know.

How you may ask?

My bed was positioned right next to my door. It was setup so that if you were opening the door, my bed would be hidden by the open door. At the foot of my bed was a first aid kit. Now where was that kit?

...Ah okay, it landed right in front of the door. I reached out and grabbed it with my both of my hands. Lady luck was on my side once again, the force of the explosive knocked my door down. Well, the remnants of my door anyway. Thank you, Weiss for blowing up my door the other day. (I guess you really didn't like me using your toothbrush, huh?)

I hobbled out my door into the hallways of White Hall. The hallways of my place of raising were very desolate and very bewildering in design. I mean who puts a bedroom right next to a swimming pool?

I personally think the architect was drunk and depressed as he designed it.

Oh yeah I forgot to mention the color scheme of this place.

You guessed it, white! Actually, that's not the case in this instant. White Hall was designed in a Monochrome scheme; it acted like a color code. The living areas were hallways that had a white walls and black borders. Security places were the opposite. (They had black walls and white borders.) It was weird but it did its job. After all I wouldn't be the first to get lost in White Hall.

As I hobbled some more through the white hallways towards my sister's room, gunshots rang throughout White Hall. It looks like the Schnee private security guard was finally doing their job. I turned to the right and advanced down the hall that leads to Weiss' bedchamber.

I passed a window and glanced at the scene outside. The normal winter nights of Atlas was set ablaze by the firefight that erupted from the two fighting forces. The once evergreen forest that surrounded the manor was simply in ruins. BOOOOM! An explosion ripped into my ears from the west. A massive fireball poured into my vision.

Damn, there goes that Spider Droid that guarded the garage.

Shaking my head, I continue onward to Weiss' bedchamber.

The virgin snow white door loomed in my vision. On the Mistral style doors, my older twin's name was chiseled proudly on it. Right below it the symbol of our family shined brightly into the night. The firefight that was waging in the mansion was getting louder and closer.

WEISS SCHNEE

…My twin sister

The relationship between Weiss and I is complicated. Once we lived a very happy life, we were always together when we were small babies. Heck, even mother said that we were attached at the hips! We even made a promise on our fifth birthday to be together forever. The promise of a well spent childhood. It was a promise of siblings to stay together through thick and thin.

But, sadly that dream had to end.

Fucking White Fang and their ideals…

It was them that made my father into that man. It was them that killed my mother's heart; it was them that turned Weiss into a carbon copy of my father.

It was those fucking dirty Faunus that caused this to happen.

My hands started to bleed and the air around me started to cool. I punctured the palm of my right hand and blood started to drip onto the floor. I had to calm myself down; it wasn't the Faunus fault this was happening. It wasn't their fault; the fault lay with my father's company and the Fang.

I took a breath

I didn't have time for this, I had to find Weiss and get her out of here. I didn't care that she has treated me like the scum on her boot for the last two and half years. But for the memories of those golden days…for the old Weiss I would make sure she was okay.

I opened the door.

The room was very different from mine. It was large probably two or three times larger than the one under my command. The style of the room was very similar to the fables from Valean lore but with a modern touch. Of course the colors of the room were white with sky blue for accents. Weiss always did like her eye color.

I dragged my beaten body through the entryway, Weiss' massive bed stood in front of me. Pearl white ornamented canopies descended from the ceiling and on its white hangings the Schnee emblem was adored on it.

Even from here I could hear her shivering.

Slowly I open the curtain and saw my sister, Weiss.

She was pale, oh so very pale. Curled into a ball, she whimpered into her knees as White Hall, her birthplace burned.

For a moment I let go of the feelings I had for my sister. After everything she had done to me these past years were nothing to this sight that lay before me. This was my twin scarred for her life…

As a brother, I had to protect her.

I reached out towards her with my non-bleeding hand. I gently placed my hand on her shoulder and she froze on contact.

"Weiss, it's me your brother. We have to go now." I softly told her.

"Bro-brother is that you? Why did you come here…I thought that you were mad at me." She barely whimpered out. Weiss' voice was filled with fear and confusion. Why would I help her? Why would the person she bullied help her and risk his life for her?

I watched as she slowly turned to face me. Sky blue eyes met sky blue eyes and for the first time in two and half years, my sister called me brother once again.

"It's because you are my beloved sister that's why." I smiled to her for the first time since…I was declared a failure.

"Now let's get out of here sis." I moved my hand to her tiny fist and brought her up. She complied and crushed my hand due to here fear. It was only then did she notice my wounds.

"Eis! Oh Dust, are y-you okay?" She was freaking out due to my blood stained sleeping pants. Dang, that splinter is really starting to hurt.

"We can worry about me later! We have to go NOW!"

"B-bu-"Weiss was overwrought about my condition. It didn't help that I raised my bloody hand in the air in an attempt to calm her down.

"Sorry Weiss, we have to move before the White Fang finds us!" With that said, I rushed out of the room and towards the roof of White Hall. It was there that father kept an emergency Bullhead with autopilot to a Schnee safe house.

Sometimes it pays to be a Schnee.

I take that back! I take all of it back!

Sometimes it fucking sucks to be a Schnee!

The chilly Atlasian air was in a whirlwind, a snowstorm was starting to brew and it looked like it was going to be a tough one. Strangely I wasn't even the slightly bit cold. This was very weird due to the fact that I am not wearing a shirt and it is fifteen degrees outside. But that wasn't the problem.

The problem was that I was using myself as a meat shield for my dear older sister.

Why you ask? Well that's pretty easy question to answer and quite a silly one knowing the situation.

THE WHITE FANG

A White Fang thug was with us on the roof. He didn't look that old in fact maybe just reaching his twenties. He was clearly a new recruit due to the fact that he was by himself and shaking like a leaf in the autumn breeze.

His weapon was a cheap two-sided iron sword and he was holding it like a baseball bat. He spoke "H-eh, it's my lucky day after all! I got me some Schnee brats!" He was scarred and tried to sound like he was in control but you could just tell he had no idea what he was doing.

"Maybe you should do the right thing and like let us go?" My voice quivered into the night trying reason with the extremist.

"Why would I do that Schnee? Do you know how much pain you family has done to US?"

"No, I don't…" I stepped closer to the thug and watched as he stepped back.

Good he was close to the roof edge…Just maybe.

"But killing children would really make the world agree with your actions? Even if I am a Schnee, is that worth killing me for?"

"I-I know your mind games Schnee!" The Faunus roared back to me and it was then that I saw his wolf-like fangs. Great, I'm dealing with a wolf Faunus, one of the few Faunus you shouldn't back into a corner ever.

Screw it

"Stay away from me! I know how to use this!" He took a swing with his sword in front of me. Normally I would be scared about such a thing. But…I glanced behind me and saw Weiss. She looked terrified. Her eyes were darting from me to the Faunus and back again.

"You don't have to do this" Please don't make me do this. It is going to hurt me a lot and you too.

"I-I" Good, it looks like he calmed down. Then I saw Weiss get up and came closer to us. Fear grabbed my heart and I just had a feeling that something bad was going to happen.

"Is that animal going leave us alone now?" Dust Damit Weiss!

The ear of the wolf Faunus swirled towards my sister. He roared into the night sky and then leapt towards my sister. His sword raised into the air to chop my sister in half.

"YOU SCHNEE BITCH!" Oh Hell no!

"GET AWAY FROM MY SISTER!"

SPLAT!

Is that a sword in my chest? Yep, that looks like a sword alright. Ah, it looks like my tackle worked and now we're failing off the four stories roof and into a group of rocks.

Fantastic

"BROTHER NO!"

Then I knew nothing.

(Chapter One END)

Author Note:

Hello everyone! It's me, CrimsonHeresy and here is my first story since…well I honestly don't remember from the top of my head.

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