Hello readers! Welcome to the first installment of the self-insert fic, RWBY: Remnant's of another world.
Now I know how most people tend to write Self-Insertion fan-fics, and how people tend to react to them, I do NOT intend to go down the road of "Hey, I'm in RWBY, now all of a sudden I turned from a nerdy loser to this Flawless Edge God now!" No, I do NOT intend to do that.
I intend to flesh out my character and make him seem to grow like and an ACTUAL person.
That being said, I'm in a world that's basically filled with monsters, criminals, criminal monsters, etc.
So if the events seem unrealistic, then there's probably a good reason to that.
I do also do NOT intend to make the story all about me, teams RWBY, JNPR, and the other major character's will still play their roles in this series that I decided to make.
I will be changing the story somewhat to make it seem fresh, while also adding some elements myself. Now before you go hit the review button and say "The story is just fine as it is, why do you wanna change it!?" Well, one, I never said there was anything wrong with the story, and two, if you were in this situation would you just LET Yang get her arm cut off and let Pyrrha and Penny die?
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Yeah, that's what I thought.
Now I won't be posting everything about myself in this fanfic, for privacy reasons, the most I'll say is my name. Now if you already haven't clicked off of the story already, then you probably just want to read it, well I won't keep you waiting, let's get started!
Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY, all rights to the series go to Rooster Teeth, please support the official release.
Talking: "Beginning"
Thinking: 'Beginning'
Flashback: "Beginning"
(My POV)
Well, we did it, we actually did it, we had one job, one freaking job, care for the planet, treat it as if it were your own family, and for the love of god, don't start a nuclear war!
Well, as you can see, we didn't really listen. The human race, at the point of extinction because a few people were stupid enough to think that starting a nuclear war with over 15,000 Nuclear bomb's at their disposal was a good idea.
"Well, considering the people in power as of now, I'm kinda surprised that this took so long to happen really." I said to myself with a slight chuckle.
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What? Give me a break, I just died! I think that gives me the right to poke fun at the world I live in!
Well...used to live in that is.
I mean, you think after two world wars, TWO, we would finally learn our lesson. Guess not. People said that mankind was it's own worst enemy, though I didn't think that we would be the cause of our own extinction. Then again, I doubt anyone else did either.
"You'd think after Afghanistan became a nuclear wasteland, they would have called of the shots." I said.
Nope, fuck that I guess. Let's drag everyone down with us!
Bunch of assholes.
Right, I guess I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Brandon, Brandon Kim. I'm dead, and probably most of the people living in the West Coast are either dead, about to be dead, or survived.
Then again, survival in our world means that you have to live in a secluded and cramped shelter, and while that may sound okay to some people, I would be wighing my options at that point. I also didn't die in the most painless way, nope, I got blown up by a nuclear bomb, yeah not exactly the most painless way to kick the bucket.
Then again, it's better than dying slowly from the cancer radiation can give you, so I guess it wasn't ALL bad.
Right now, I'm in an empty void, I don't know what's gonna happen to me, don't know whether or not there's some god up there, deciding if I'm going to heaven or hell, or if this is it, trapped in nothingness forever.
Well, hell doesn't really sound all that appealing to me so if this is it, then I'm fine with that.
"Though it would be nice to have SOME company at least, I'd imagine it would get quite lonely in here." I said, putting emphasis on some.
Well, I still have the clothing that I wore before I died for some reason. Then again, I guess that's better than a white robe or chains, DEFINITELY better than chains, I wore a black zip-up hood, though the inside of the jacket, as well as the hood were grey. I wore the jacket with a white t-shirt underneath it, dark blue jeans and a pair of black shoes with white laces. I have sort of a silver lining between black and brown when it came to my messy hair, I have brown eyes and pale skin.
In terms of looks, while I'm not drop dead gorgeous, though I'm not exactly what you would call ugly, at least that's what I think. I'm about 16, and I'm 5'8 Feet tall and weigh about 126 lbs. I guess there's really no point to it now because I'm dead, don't really think that look's matter too much in the afterlife.
I started to think to myself as I floated around in nothingness, thinking about the events that have just transpired.
It seems that this is the only thing I CAN do right now, think, think about my life, about my hopes about my dreams, everything I did, and everything I wanted to do. I started to recall the events that happened not that long ago.
(Four Hours Ago)
It was all so sudden, everything seemed just fine, everyone was going about their normal day, kids playing in the park, adults talking about whatever was on their mind and how they can't wait till their next paycheck, teenagers were either playing sports, hanging out, talking what they were going to do over the weekend, like going to parties, or starting parties, going out and getting drunk, or doing whatever teenagers do these days, everything just seemed fine at first.
That's where I come in, I was with my friend Matt as we just got done talking about whatever could really come to mind.
"Man, I can't believe I lost another one." He said, trying to get over his most recent break up.
"Meh, I wouldn't really let it get to your head. Relationships are nothing but a trap really. You get into one and you can never get out without looking like an asshole." I said.
"It's not all that bad man. It's nice to have a connection like that. Makes you feel as if you have someone to go through life with." Matt defended.
"Yeah well if we go by that logic then you've gone through at least twenty five lives, not counting the others you're bound to pick up." I said.
"Damn, that's cold man." He said.
"Oh well. You still stick around don't ya?" I asked.
"Yeah, I can always talk to you about this sorta stuff. Even if your method of talking is rather...blunt." Matt said.
"Whatever, nothing wrong with being honest. No point in sugar coating it." I said.
"How about you? You got your sights set on anyone?" He asked.
"As if. I don't need someone to help me feel like I'm wanted. I'm a one man guy. I don't need anyone like that." I said.
"Man, I don't really understand that. I mean, why go through life when you can't share a little bit of it with the people around you?" Matt asked.
"Why would I want to share MY life? It is mine after all. No one else's. If they want it? Well that's to bad for them." I said.
"You know you sound like a selfish asshole right now." He said.
"What else is new?" I asked. "So when's the new one coming in?" I asked.
"Jeez you make this sound like a business." Matt said.
"At this point it is. I can never take this sorta stuff seriously anymore." I said.
"Jeez, no wonder you can't get a date." He said.
"I can't get one because I don't look for one, dumb ass." I said.
"That and your height. Girls tend to like boys who are taller than them." Matt said.
"Well no one asked them! They're missing out anyways!" I yelled.
"Heh heh, sure. Though I'm just messing with ya man. I'm sure you could make a girl happy one day." He said.
"Damn straight." I said.
"Still, really thought I had something going there." Matt said.
"You know the saying, "There are plenty of fish in the sea", you can't just keep reeling in every fish that decides it wants to take a little bite," I said
"You see, some click with you, while others don't, and focusing on one single fish might just scare it off, and then you ruin your chances with it."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Hey, you wanna go out of town, I heard there's this really good movie playing in the drive-in theater. I was going to go with Sasha, but you know how that turned out." He said in a slightly saddened tone.
"Can't go out of town, remember?" I said as I pointed to the patrol at the front of our town. Ever since this whole war started a year ago, no one was able to go anywhere; the government decided that it would be for the best if we stayed in our towns, where the shelters were.
Don't get me wrong, I appreciate everything they're doing for us, but I hate the feeling of being cramped into a single area, wasn't exactly good on anyone who had jobs outside of towns.
They had to quit their jobs to go help with the patrol, which meant either patrolling the border, helping with supply runs, or just serving the people who couldn't get homes due to the lack of space for the houses.
Most of the planet's countries were not able to support life due to the bombs, so a lot of people had to be sent to the other bigger countries to support their population. America wasn't doing so hot either, most of the East Coast was pretty much a radioactive wasteland and couldn't support the lives of the people living there.
It didn't really help that our town had most of the best weapons that our country had to offer.
So we were a PRETTY big target for the other countries.
"Oh, right." Matt said with a slightly disappointed tone in his voice.
"I really hope this damn war ends sometime soon, I can't stand being cramped in this town for any longer." Matt stated as he stretched his arms.
"Preach on that one brother, I know exactly how ya feel." I said back to him laying back on the bench we were sitting on.
"So, what do you wanna do then?" Matt asked me. I was about to respond until Matt's ringtone interrupted me. He picked up the phone and walked away from the bench to a more private spot. He was on the phone for a good 3 minutes before he hung up and started to walk back to the bench.
"Sorry man, Mom wants me home to help her cook dinner for the family, you know how it is right?" Matt said to me as he began to gather his things. I nodded my head understanding that he had to go home and cook for his 5 other siblings.
"Well, see you around man." I said as I waved goodbye to him. He waved back as he got into his car and drove off. I decided that it would be best to head home myself. I didn't have a car and buses were always crowded, so I decided to walk home.
Seems like everyone's doing something these days.
Not really a lot I can do to help around, I've got my own problems to take care of anyway.
Though still, sometimes I just hate that feeling of being useless while others are doing there best to help out.
Though every time any of the guys in my friend circle even tries to offer there help, there always shrugged off and were told to go enjoy there childhoods.
Yeah, a childhood with the looming threat of death and destruction over our heads, yeah, real childhood we're having.
Now I'm sure most of you are wondering why this specific town would be targeted if the other countries could go for the bigger cities. Well, it just so happens that we have most of out best scientists, soldiers, and medics working here.
Now why would the government make a decision like this?
Well, not a lot of people expect there to be anyone important in a little town like this one.
So they decided to cramp every important soldier, medic, scientist, etc in one area.
So you can probably tell that it's really cramped.
Though even though that they're hard to find, they're not impossible to locate.
It's only a matter of time until the jig is up and some random country decides to bomb the place.
Though that won't happen for a while.
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Right?
I was just about half way home until I heard the sirens start to go off. Through the speakers, I heard the someone telling us to get to the shelter immediately.
"Incoming warheads, repeat, incoming warheads, please make your way to the shelter immediately."
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"Well shit." I said to myself.
I started to run as fast as I could to my house to see if my family was already getting ready to get to the shelter until I heard something in the sky, like some sort of cannon fire. I looked up to what can be only described as Armageddon.
"Okay, okay, let's see if we can't find a shelter before my ass gets blown all the way to kingdom come!" I said as I ran into town.
"Come on, come on." I said as I desperately looked for some form of shelter.
The town had already evacuated it seemed, well, I guess that's good, but they KINDA forgot someone!
"Come on! Where the hell is a damn shelter?!" I yelled.
"Excuse me?" I heard a female voice ask.
I turned around to see that a young girl, probably no older than nine standing right behind me.
The hell? Is she lost or something?
"The he-heck you doing out here kid?" I asked, catching my swear.
"I-I'm looking for parents. Do you know where my parents is?" She asked.
So she is lost, damn, bad time to get lost kid.
"No, I don't know. But more than likely she's in the shelter, I'll take you there, though you'll have to ride on my shoulders, we can't afford to loose any more time than we already have." I said.
"What do you mean? What's happening?" She asked.
She doesn't know? How the hell doesn't she know?
...No, I guess it makes sense. A child her age wound't really understand the concept of war.
"Something really bad is about to happen, and we need to make sure that we don't get in the way of that bad thing." I tried explaining as simply as I can.
"W-what?" She asked.
"Look, just come with me. I'll take you to where your mom is, alright?" I said.
"Really?! Thank you so much mister!" The girl said as she ran up to hug my leg.
"Alright, up and at em, we need to keep moving." I said as I picked her up and put her on my shoulders.
"Wee! It's so high up!" The girl said.
Heh, guess it's a good thing that she's able to keep her free spirits and all that.
"Let's get moving." I said as I started to run.
"Whoa! So fast!" She said.
We ran down various streets, following the cars that were more than likely heading for the shelter.
"What's your name kid?" I asked.
"Alice." She said.
"Nice name, the names Brandon." I said.
"Nice to meet you Brandon! Hey, where are your parents?" The newly named Alice asked.
"Well, I HOPE that my mom and grand mother are at the shelter already." I said.
"What about your daddy?" She asked.
My face soured at the word.
"I don't like talking about him." I said.
"Why not?" Alice asked.
"Look, it's not exactly something I like talking about, so drop it." I said.
"...You don't have a daddy, do you?" She asked.
"Nosey one, aren't ya?" I asked.
"That's okay, neither do I." Alice said.
"Huh?" I asked.
"My daddy left when I was really young, mommy doesn't like to talk about it. But I would like to meet him some day!" She said.
"Why? He left you, he obviously doesn't care about you." I said.
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Shit! That sounded REALLY insensitive.
"I don't believe that. Maybe he just had to go to keep mom and me safe." Alice said.
"Hate to be that guy but it's Mom and I." I said.
"Oh! Sorry." She said.
"Don't sweat it...I never had any desire to see that old bas- jerk. He left me, so I don't care where he is or what he does." I said.
"...Do you really believe that?" Alice asked.
"So what if I do?" I asked.
"What if he was just trying to keep you safe?" She asked.
"Well, he's sure got a weird way of going about it." I said.
"We all do weird things. I do, mommy does, we all do. But that doesn't make us bad, right." Alice asked.
...Is this kid REALLY nine?
"How old are you kid?" I asked.
"Um..." She began, counting her fingers.
"Eight." Alice said.
E-eight? Like hell you are!
"R-right." I said.
"What if you met your daddy? What would you say to him?" She asked.
"I wouldn't say sh- crap to him. I would punching in the face." I said.
"Now that's not very nice!" Alice said.
"Well, he wasn't exactly very 'nice' when he left me." I said.
"What if he tried explaining to you why he did what he did?" She asked.
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Good question, what if he did?
"I-I don't know." I said.
"Well, maybe you should give him a chance! I'm sure he's a nice man! I mean, your nice enough to take me to my mommy!" Alice said.
"Heh, you're a good kid. Don't loose that mentality, kay?" I said.
"I don't understand." She said.
"Don't worry about it, we're here." I said as I saw the pod leading down to the shelter ahead.
"Okay, now all we have to do is-!" I began, only to read the words on the screen door.
"Capacity: 587,923, limit, 587,924." It read.
Are. You. Kidding me?!
"What's wrong Mister? Are you okay?" Alice asked.
"W-what? Oh, yeah, I'm fine." I said.
Oh who am I kidding, of course I'm not! There's only room for one more person, and there's two of us!
"Where's mommy? Isn't she supposed to be here?" She asked.
I stood there in silence for a moment before sighing heavily.
"You're a good kid. Stay that way for me, kay?" I said.
"What?" She asked.
Though before she could question me any further, I shoved her into the pod and closed the doors.
Well, no turning back now.
"M-Mister?!" She asked.
I didn't respond, I just desperately attempted to figure out how this pod worked.
"W-what are you doing?! Why did you close the doors?! You need to get in!" Alice yelled.
"Sorry kid, only one of us will be making it down." I said.
Okay, I think you just press this button and-.
Sure enough, the button leading down to the underground shelter activated.
"W-what?!" She asked.
"Listen to me. You've got a bright future ahead of you, more so than me. Look for you mom and dad down there." I said, putting two of my fingers to my eyebrow.
"See you on the flip side, kid." I said as I pushed the button, causing the pod to go down.
I sighed and sat down on the ground and stared at the bombs that were heading directly towards me.
"...I'm okay with this. Be good kid, be better than me." I said.
Sure enough, the bombs landed on the ground, causing them to detonate.
I didn't feel any pain, everything was numb, I could only see a bright light in front of me as I felt my consciousness slip away.
Though before I fell into unconsciousness, I could hear a voice calling out to me.
"You're going to be alright." I heard a female voice say.
Then, nothingness.
(Present)
After that I woke up here, this empty void of nothingness. At first I tried to see if there was anyone else around me that could help me, and after calling out for a solid 10 minutes and getting nothing I began to try to see if I could move my body.
The only thing that I could only really do were flips and swing my arms around, after 5 minutes of that, I gave up and just floated, trying to process the events that have just unfolded. I couldn't believe it, everything was gone, taken from me in a matter of seconds. My family, my friends, my brother, my life, It was all gone.
"Now that I think about it, it was bound to happen eventually." I said.
"Though still, out of all the things we could have done to kill ourselves off, we choose the most painful way to go." I said.
"I wonder if that kid found her family."
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"Maybe...I never liked thinking about things like this to hard. More questions just keep popping up." I said.
"What about my mom? I hope she made it to the shelters in one piece." I said in a concerned tone.
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"Damn it, this is why I never liked thinking about this kinda shit. Makes ya a depressed mess." I said, burying my hands into my face.
"Still, hard not to think about it, I mean, it's really the only thing I CAN do at the moment." I said to myself.
After remembering the events that have just unfolded, a white light appeared in the distance.
"What the hell?" I asked myself as I looked towards the light.
"Is that the gate way to heaven or something? Or are we going with the reincarnation theory?" I asked myself. I fell to the ground with a loud thud, gripping my back in pain from the sudden fall. I started to get up.
"Jeez, a little warning would have been nice!" I yelled to no one in particular. After not getting a response I decided to look at the light in the distance.
"So I'm assuming that this is the way to the afterlife?" I asked.
"Maybe the reincarnation theory is right after all, and the second I walk into this light, I'll be born as someone new without any memories of my past life." I said.
"Well, which is it?"
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"So either or. Great, I LOOOOVE these kinds of surprises." I said in a sarcastic tone, walking towards the light in the distance.
"Jesus! Why does the passage to life have to be so damn bright?!" I asked as I got closer and closer, the bright light got brighter. I had to shield my eyes from the intense light that was right in front of me.
"Huh, that rhymed." I said to myself.
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"Wow, I am REALLY bored. Let's pick up the pace, shall we?" I asked, running towards the light.
"Well hopefully this is the way to the afterlife, I honestly hope I don't see my friends or family in there, it'll give me some comfort in knowing they got out alive." I said.
I started to walk into the light and as the light began to fade, I could see my surroundings more clearly. As I looked around to take in my surroundings I could clearly see that I was in a... hospital?
"Okay, not what I was expecting." I said to myself.
So are we going with the reincarnation theory?
I got up from the bed, though as my feet touched the floor, my legs started to burn with a sudden pain.
"Gah!" I yelled as a I fell to the floor.
Okay, that hurt, that really freaking hurt.
After the pain had subsided, I got up and started to look around the area.
Yep, it was definitely a hospital.
I looked for a nearby mirror to see if this whole reincarnation theory was correct.
Eventually, my gaze fell onto a bathroom.
I shrugged and started to walk into the bathroom.
As I looked into the mirror, I could see that my face hadn't changed in the slightest.
"Good, I like this face." I said with a smirk.
So I guess reincarnation is out of the window.
Then again, if it were reincarnation, I wouldn't be here, I would be in someones arms.
I also wouldn't be having these thoughts.
Maybe it was a dream?
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Then why would I be in the hospital?
Maybe I survived the blast...I mean it's unlikely but hey, it's the only possible thing I can thing of.
I began to get out of the hospital bed to see if I could see any burn wounds from the blast.
Okay, legs...no. Arms?..No. Body? No! What the hell?! How is this possible?!
I shook my head and walked out of the bathroom, moving towards some curtains.
"Where am I?" I asked as I opened the curtains.
Though what I saw made me question the very state of my sanity itself.
What I saw was Beacon academy, from the internet series, RWBY.
I closed the curtains.
Then opened them again.
Closed.
Open.
Closed.
Open.
I did this for a few more seconds, though every time I did, I was met with the same sight as before.
"What the hell is going on?" I asked myself. My questions were completely cut off from the sound of a door opening. The person revealed was one that I couldn't recognize. The women had a sort of peach colored hair, neatly tied into a bun, red eyes and sort of mocha colored skin.
She was wearing what looks like a small lab coat with black outlines on it, what looked like a pair of safety goggles, a pair of black boots that went past her knees and black gloves that reached past her elbows.
Who the hell has pink hair these days?
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Okay, I guess a few people do, but red eyes?!
She yelped in surprise, not expecting to see me out of bed. She dropped the tray of food that she was carrying.
Damn, that looked good to. I was hungry.
I thought to myself. She regained her composure and fixed the goggles she wore on her face into its original position.
"I see you're finally awake now, you were out cold for quite some time, young man." The women in question said as she began to clean up the mess she just made.
"Who are you, and how long was I out for?" I asked her, confused at the whole situation that was taking place here.
"Oh, I'm sorry, where are my manners? My name is Vanessa Peach, I'm the doctor who was taking care of you. You were out for quite some time, I think it was about four days." She said as she finished cleaning up the spilled food.
"Oh, okay." I said.
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"Wait, FOUR DAYS?!" I yelled in surprise. It didn't feel that long when I was in the void. What the hell is going on, where the hell am I?!
F-four days?! It felt more like four hours in that stupid void?! Also what kind of a name is "Vanessa Peach"?! Sounds like the name of some cartoon character.
Now that I get a good look at her, she's built like some anime artist drew her from scratch! I've seen a lot of women in my life and not ONE of them had a body like that!
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What? I'm not staring...not that long at least.
"Where the hell am I?" I asked Vanessa as she put the spilled food into the trashcan just outside.
"Now, now. There's no need to be hostile. Let's just take a deep breathe and calm down." She said.
Calm down?! Sure! Let me calm down after being blown up by a nuclear bomb and suddenly waking up in the hospital. No! I want answers, I should be dead!
"If you answer the question, maybe I might calm down a bit." I said.
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"Alright, fair enough. You're in the Beacon Academy's Medical District, young man." She said with a warm smile.
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"I'm sorry what?" I asked in complete and utter shock.
No, no, no! That can't be right. It's just a web series, nothing more.
"V-very funny. Now tell me where I REALLY am." I said.
"I'm not joking, you're actually in Beacon academy." Peach said.
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Okay, this is getting REALLY old!
In a state of panic, I quickly rushed into the bathroom that was in the room.
"Calm down, calm down." I said as I turned on the sink and splashed a hand full of water onto my face.
"This is all some kind of joke! There's no way in hell you're in Remnant." I tried to reassure myself.
"Young man! Are you okay?!" I heard Vanessa asked.
J-just ignore her. Okay, think. How exactly can you prove that you're NOT in Remnant?
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Right! If I look outside to see that there's nothing but dust and bits of metal from the bombs, then I can be sure that I'm on earth!
I quickly rushed outside the bathroom and towards the curtains.
"Excuse me! I don't think you should be out of bed so soon!" She said.
She's not there.
"I mean, the headmaster did find you with no wounds or any form of injury but you just never know!"
Just ignore her.
"He also found this mysterious weapon next to you, but he's yet to tell any of us about it's origins."
Wait, what weapon?
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Damn it! Now YOU'RE starting to believe her!
"Damn it! What the hell is happening?! I shouldn't be here! I should be dead!" I said a bit to loudly.
"W-what do you mean?" Peach asked.
"Shut up!" I yelled.
I ran out of the bathroom, falling down as I did due to the pain in my legs not yet subsiding.
"Gah!" I yelled.
"Young man!" She yelled as she ran to my side.
Though before I could continue, I saw a tiny little crystal roll past me.
A dust crystal.
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"Young man? A-are you okay?" I barely heard Vanessa ask.
You know, I'm sensing a slight sense of irony coming from this situation, and not the good kind!
Now don't get me wrong, I like irony just as much as the next guy, but this is too much, even for me.
So, I did what any sane human being would due put in said situation.
I passed out on the hospital floor, hearing Vanessa's cries of concern as everything faded to black.
Journal Entry #1
Here we go. Hope this peeked your interest.
Now, I know that this may be hard to believe, but I actually don't have any intention to make my self a OP.
Big difference compared to MOST self-insert fan-fic's. Because let's be honest. No one in the entire world could possibly compare to any Huntsmen or Huntress in Rwby.
Now keep in mind that the beginning of this story won't take place EXACTLY during the team RWBY time line.
I'm a year behind them so I have time to train and what not.
Well, that's about it.
If you liked what you read and want to see more, then be sure to leave a follow, fav, or a review.
I'll see you all in the next update.
Have a good one!
Update: This chapter and the chapters after that are updated.