Sorry, this is a re-upload, because some stuff happened and my chapters got messed up.

Hey guys, so recently I've gotten into this series, and binge watched all four seasons in one night. I really love the series, and I don't know about yall, but I kinda miss the crazy insane, super-fast and absolutely spectacular over the top fights from the first three seasons. While the new animation style in season 4 makes it easier to o the eyes for general scenes and dialogue especially, I really miss the insanity of the old fights, because they were…well….insane and I loved it. AND MERCURY IS THE COOLEST CHARACTER EVER ALKSJDFNALJKNDVVJLASNDKFLJNKA DNLDALKJDFNLJKANA seriously why is he so cool why does he have to be a villain. Although I think he wouldn't be quite as cool if he was a good guy. BUT ANYWAYS enough about my rants, that's boring for you guys as well, so let's get into it. Brief rundown, this is, like with my other stories, what I would be like if I were living in their world, and I joined beacon to be a hunter. This story will be essentially a retelling of the events that occur, but from my perspective with my presence there and my contribution. BUT I will do my best not to change any major events, SO DO NOT REQUEST ME TO CHANGE PYRRHA'S DEATH BECAUSE AS SAD AS IT WAS, I LOVED THAT THEY INCLUDED IT. Her death was so symbolic as the pyrrhic victory and opened up room for so much character development for Jeanne, and I love it. SO THAT IS STAYING. I'm too lazy to write in a proper intro, so this is only for people who have watched the series and get what's going on. This is going to begin on the way to beacon, right in the first episode.

A young boy sat in a small dark room, huddled behind a large metal table, nothing but a small table lamp illuminating his surroundings. He squinted into his surroundings, trying to get his bearings, and possibly find a way to escape the mall stuffy room. He leaned over the table, staring at the light, taking note of the pieces that could be removed and wondered if he could find something in there that would make a good lock pick. As he was doing so, the heavy door in front of him clamored as a key turned in the lock, and winced at the screeching of the rusty hinges as the door swung open.

A man with silvery white hair and a strange looking pair of spectacles appeared in the doorway, flanked by a prison guard and a blond woman wearing what looked like a witch's cape. He narrowed his eyes at the group, shifting uneasily in his chair. The white-haired man smiled.

'Hello son, how are you?' He said, stepping slowly into the room, the blond close behind him, watching the boy cautiously. The boy looked away, fingering the edge of his chair and stared back at the lamp. The man sat down in the chair opposite him, looking quietly at the boy.

'What do you want?' The boy spoke defiantly, his voice deep and cold, chilling to the bone. The man leaned back in his chair. He placed his hands on the table, twiddling his thumbs.

'My name is Professor Ozpin. I am the headmaster of Beacon Academy, a place where young and talented people such as yourself go to learn to be hunters and huntresses. It's a prestigious academy, I'm sure someone of your…capabilities, would do well there.' He said with a gentle smile. The boy looked up, finally meeting the man's gaze. His gaze was cold and uncaring, nearly lifeless and so wholly blank that Ozpin felt like he was looking at a wall.

'And why would I want that? A prestigious academy filled with kids my age so absolutely excited with what life has in store for them sounds like the least attractive offer possible.' The boy shot back, lowering his gaze to his lap and shifting nonchalantly.

'Besides, I don't have any money. I couldn't pay the school fees even if I wanted to.' He sighed, leaning back in his chair, and Ozpin chuckled. He pulled his scroll out of his pocket, pulling up a file. Staring from the other side, he saw his own picture there, sitting above lines of text. Ozpin scrutinized it for a minute.

'Mister Jaye Ryder? Interesting profile you have here. Aside from the charges for theft and other petty crimes, it says you trained in Signal Academy for one year, entering when you were fourteen, left at fifteen, after attaining a record of 33 wins to zero losses in official matches. Now nineteen years old, with no subsequent employment or education records.' Ozpin put down the scroll, resuming his thumb twiddling with a small smirk on his face.

'Any particular reason?' He asked, looking pointedly at the boy, Jaye. Jaye snorted and turned away.

'Got sick of the school. That sums it up. You want to explain why I'm here?' He fixed his cold gaze on the headmaster, who continued smiling at him.

'How would you like to attend Beacon?' Jaye looked up incredulously.

'Not a chance in hell.' He spat, kicking at the table leg, and Ozpin grinned at him.

'Well, it's either going to Beacon, and allowing us to develop your talents, or going under intensive watch in a boy's rehabilitation center. Trust me when I tell you, between the two, Beacon is a far better option.' He smiled broadly at Jaye, who looked away in disgust.

'Goddammit.' He swore, slamming his head down on the table.

Two Weeks Later

Jaye jerked awake, smacking his head into the window of the airship behind him. He rubbed his head, groaning, and wondered what it was that woke him up when he was having a perfectly good nap, before becoming aware of a girl's voice speaking loudly close by to him.

'Oooh I can't believe my baby sister's going to beacon with me. This is the best day ever!' A blond girl wearing yellow gauntlets squealed in excitement, hugging a dark-haired girl in a red hood so tightly she looked like she was about to suffocate. Jaye sized her up with a glance.

'Good muscle development, those gauntlets are probably extendable. Are those shotgun cartridges? Probably. So, a shot type martial artist huh? Probably won't be that much of a challenge.' He thought to himself, his eyes falling on her not so modest outfit that hardly covered her fairly large rack. Jaye smirked in appreciation, leaning his head back against the glass as they continued their conversation.

'Please stop' the dark haired girl gasped out, and Jaye noticed that there were red highlights in her hair. He wondered to himself if they were natural, his gaze falling back to the blonde girl's rack.

'But I'm so proud of you Ruby!' The blonde squealed again, her voice rising in excitement, and Jaye winced at the rising pitch. If there was one thing he didn't appreciate, it was over excitement.

'Seriously, how do people get excited by everything? Isn't it tiring?' He internally groaned, rubbing his hand across his temples.

'Really Yang, it was nothing.' Ruby replied mutedly, her nervousness showing through on her face, and the blonde girl, Yang, rolled her eyes.

'What do you mean? It was incredible! Everyone at Beacon is going to think you're the bee's knees!' She exclaimed, much to Ruby's dismay. Jaye smirked again, looking at the dark-haired girl, Ruby. He noted her fairly large weapon in contrast to her small size, but couldn't tell what it was in its retracted state. He assessed the rail slide and bolt, the only definitive aspect he could see.

'Probably a bolt-action rifle of sorts, most likely a sniper. It's probably got a melee function too. She wouldn't even be worth fighting.' He thought to himself, closing his eyes again and shutting out the rest of their conversation. He shot awake again only a few moments later, when he felt something collide with his knee, and opened his eyes to see a blond boy stumble almost drunkenly past him, hand over his mouth, looking like he was ready to puke.

'Well…I guess the view isn't for everyone.' Yang commented, staring at the boy with a half-concerned half-grossed out look on her face.

'It was a nice moment while it lasted.' Ruby replied, staring out of the window at the massive Beacon academy in the distance.

'I wonder who we're gonna meet?' Yang asked, gazing out of the window with her.

'Hopefully not me' Jaye thought to himself, picking himself out of his chair as they closed in on the school, stretching out his stiff muscles and rubbing his neck, narrowly avoiding the small splotch of throw-up that was stuck to the floor in front of him. He started towards the doorway, slinging his weapons over his back and waist.

His weapons consisted of two swords, one short, one long, and a shield. The long blade had a single cutting edge, and was about twice the size of his fist in width, with a slanted crossguard that angled forward over the first two fingers when held. The sword itself was a dark blue, with a black cutting edge and black accents on the blade. The handle was wrapped in plain black leather rings with a dark blue butt end. This sword was slotted into a holster on his back, with the shield, also dark blue and black, magnetized onto the front of the holster and held against his back.

His second sword was similar in design and accents, retaining the dark blue and black color scheme and the black ringed handle wrappings. The sword was shorter than the first, with a blade that extended over his hand and fingers, ending at the butt of the handle, fully covering his fingers from attacks and damage. This sword was slotted into a holster on the back of his waist. This allowed him easy access to both swords with the respective hands he typically held them with, while also providing access to his shield with either hand should he choose to use only one blade.

His weapons caught the eye of Ruby, but before she could say anything, he had stepped into the crowd of people gathering in front of the doors.

Jaye stepped out of the airship, shielding his eyes from the sun as he began to disembark with everyone else. He paused for a moment in the plaza, his black hair waving slightly in the wind, and looked up at the massive castle of Beacon. He had to admit, it was an impressive sight. It was beautiful, with immaculate design, and he felt the need to stand and appreciate it for a few moments. His view was then instantly ruined by a girl's voice cutting into his conscious.

'OOH OOH SIS, that boy's got a collapsible staff. AND THAT GIRL HAS A FIRE SWORD' Ruby started after an unseen weapon of her admiration, an almost narcotic look on her face as she went on autopilot after it. Yang dragged her back by the heels.

'Easy there little sister, they're just weapons.' Yang said, and Ruby whirled to face her.

'JUST WEAPONS? They're an extension of ourselves, they're a part of us! Oh they're so cool!' She squealed, sending a wave of utter irritation through Jaye's head. At this point he began walking away, shutting their conversation out of his head, before he heard a sound like a blade being unsheathed. He turned to see the dark-haired girl holding a scythe over her shoulder.

'A scythe huh? I sure hope that's not the only melee mode it has or she's going to seriously suffer in close combat practice.' Jaye smirked as he continued watching. He couldn't see any other mechanisms that hinted at it having any other functions other than the two he had already noted, and he started to wonder just how big of an idiot she really was.

He also noted that the blond girl Yang was now a sizeable distance away with a much larger group of people, and carried on watching as Ruby fell into a pile of luggage, sneezed, and finally blew up a silver haired girl that he had honestly heard before seeing. He listened to her arrogant and whiny voice, and finally recognized her as Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee dust company.

'Right, THAT company. The one famous for its controversial labor forces and questionable business partners.' He thought to himself, smirking as a dark haired girl wearing a black bow on her head mentioned his exact thoughts.

'What-how dare-! The nerve of-!' the would-be heiress stuttered, before giving up on the thought, snatching the bottle of dust out of the bow-wearing girl's hand and stalking off. Jaye chuckled to himself at the flustered girl, picking up another bottle of dust that had rolled near his feet. He noted the snowflake insignia on it.

'Well, she's gone already, so why not?' He smiled internally, pocketing the bottle. He pulled out his scroll, flipping it on, and realized he had no idea where to go from there. As he was doing so, he noticed the blond boy from the ship approach Ruby.

'Hey…I'm Jaune' He introduced himself, offering her his hand. Ruby took it gratefully, and he saw her snort slightly with laughter. The pair started off, and since it seemed like they knew where they were going, Jaye decided to follow them.

Stupid mistake

Hey so that's the end of this first chapter, hope you guys enjoy it. I really won't be posting much because SCHOOL AND STUDIES ADJAKLJDLSFAKDLAKSJ but it's okay because I will do my best to update here and my other stories as well. Till then, chill out, have some ice-cream, and don't forget to follow and review.