Edited 10'th September 2017

As the Bullhead was making its way towards Beacon, Arturia Pendragon was sitting on one of the seats, her eyes closed and her breathing calm as she took in her surroundings. She had chosen to wear her standard clothing today, which was shining silver armor over an old-fashioned dress made of blue cloth. To complement her armor, she also wore iron greaves on her legs that stretched from her knees to her feet as well as a pair of iron gauntlets. Her family crest, a sword embedded in a stone, had been clearly carved into the middle of her chestplate. Her golden blonde hair was tied into a neat bun with a blue ribbon flowing at the back of her head.

All around her she could her conversation ranging from how excited someone was at finally coming to Beacon to being nervous at starting life at a new place. She also did not miss how some of the people in the Bullhead was talking about her.

"Hey look, that girl with the blonde hair.. Isn't that-?" one voice asked

"Yeah, it is" another voice answered

"I can't believe the eldest daughter of that family is coming to Beacon at the same time as Pyrrha Nikos" a different voice said in shock

"Tell me about it. Looks like our year's going to be full of monsters" replied another one

Obviously, Arturia was no stranger to people talking about her, given how renowned her family is. Even so, she had been taught to never let fame and recognition to get to her head by her father and to always be kind and help those in need.

As the Bullhead finally landed at its destination, Arturia slowly opened her eyes to see a crowd of students impatiently try and push one another to get out of the vehicle. Not wanting to waste her energy on such unnecessary efforts, Arturia was content to wait a few more minutes before stepping out herself, as she passed by a blonde boy who was vomiting into a trash can.

As she stepped out of the Bullhead, her family sword, Excalibur, strapped to her back within the sheath, Avalon, she was taken aback by the sight before her. The Huntsman academy, Beacon, truly was a marvel. With its incredibly high towers, the place had no right to call itself a school. It was more of a castle. Before she could marvel any more at the academy, she was suddenly pulled out of her daydream by a small explosion that startled her.

"What was that?!" Arturia thought to herself. Turning to her left, she saw that a girl dressed in white was currently scolding a smaller girl in a red hood. That went on for a few more seconds before another girl in black clothing stepped in to save the girl dressed in red from further embarrassment. The girl in black then left just as quick and sudden as she came. With a look of defeat on her face, the girl in the red hood laid down on the ground. Feeling sorry for her, Arturia was about to make offer the girl her assistance before she noticed that another student had beaten her to it.

To her relief, the two seem to have made friends with each other and Arturia was just about to leave for Beacon's auditorium before a voice suddenly spoke out from behind her, a voice that she recognized instantly and that which caused a slight hint of annoyance to form on Arturia's face.

"Keh.. What a bunch of kids. I swear, they'll let anyone be Huntsmen these days and if you ask me, Beacon's entry requirements are too lenient if they're letting people like those two attend" Glancing to her right, Arturia saw that the owner of the voice was none other than her old blue haired friend - a word she uses in the loosely - Cu Chulainn McRemitz. He was in a deep ultramarine full bodytight, his spear, Gae Bolg, held tightly in his right hand.

"Chulainn. I can't really say it's a pleasure to see you here today" Arturia said to the teen in blue "You're right. Beacon's entry requirements must be lenient if you're here, as well"

"Hmph.. For someone who's never beaten me in combat before, you sure talk big, Arturia" Chulainn retorted

"Funny. For all your talk about your spear being the "spear that never misses", you still haven't beaten me, either" Arturia said to him, a small smirk on her face.

"That sounds like fighting words, Arturia. Maybe Beacon is the place we'll settle this fight once and for all" Chulainn answered back, sending a death glare at the golden haired girl

"Perhaps. Now, if you'll excuse me, I hardly have the time to waste on you, Chulainn" Arturia told the boy, before turning around and making her way towards her destination.

Arriving a few minutes later, she saw that the auditorium was already packed to the brim with students and that there was hardly any space for her to move towards the front of the stage. Instead, she chose to stand in a spot at the back of the crowd, next to a red-headed girl in bronze armor

"Hello" Arturia said in greeting. The redhead, for the briefest of moments, showed a hint of annoyance in her eyes before turning to Arturia with a soft smile that seemed a little too forced for Arturia's liking

"Is this spot taken?" asked Arturia

"Oh. No, it's not. Please, be my guest" replied the redhead

"So, my name's Arturia Pendragon" Arturia said, as she extended her hand

"Pendragon? From the prestigious Pendragon family? They're practically royalty" the girl answered, taking Arturia's hand, a slight hint of awe in the girl's eyes

"Oh, please. That's my family. I'm just a normal girl trying to become a Huntress. And you are?

"Me?" the girl asked, a slight surprise in her voice "Oh, I'm Pyrrha Nikos. Nice to meet you, Arturia" the girl answered with a smile, a smile that seemed much more honest than her last one "You've never heard of me?"

"Pyrrha Nikos? That name does sound familiar" Arturia muttered, a hand on her chin "But sorry, I don't think I've heard of you before" answered Arturia, to which Pyrrha could only smile brightly in response

"That's okay. In fact, I couldn't be happier knowing that. It's nice to meet you, Arturia. I hope we'll get along for the next four years" Pyrrha replied, a bit too quickly with a look that said she was uncomfortable talking about this topic

"As do I, Pyrrha" Arturia answered with a smile of her own "Oh, it looks like the headmaster's about to make his speech"

[After the speech]

"That was…. pretty ominous, wouldn't you say?" Pyrrha asked her new friend

"I agree. But we're probably looking too much into it. Lets go. We're supposed to put our weapons in lockers, right?" Arturia told the redhead, already leading the way towards the nearest exit.

"Pyrrha Nikos… Pyrrha Nikos… I know I've heard that name somewhere" Arturia thought to herself as the two teens were on their way to the locker room before finally realizing who her red haired companion was

"I thought your name sounded familiar. You're Pyrrha Nikos, the 4-time Mistral regional champion" Arturia said, causing Pyrrha to flinch slightly at the golden haired girl's sudden realization

"Yes, that's right" answered the champion as she turned around to look at her with a smile that was a bit too forced

"Oh.." Arturia said, suddenly realizing the reason why Pyrrha looked uncomfortable before "Is that why you didn't bother telling me who you were just now? I'm sorry"

"No, it's fine.. Really" Pyrrha answered with a sigh "I suppose-"

"Stop" Arturia said, interrupting Pyrrha's thoughts "If it's too uncomfortable for you to talk about, then don't. I'm not gonna force you to tell me if you don't want to" said the blonde

"Thank you, Arturia" replied the champion as they reached the locker room area "I suppose we should get ready for tonight, huh?"

"Guess so" replied Arturia as the two teens began unloading their respective equipment into their own lockers

[That Night, Ballroom]

Blake Belladona was a simple person. She enjoyed her personal space and more than that, she enjoyed silence. Couple that with a good book and a nice atmosphere and you would have a very happy Blake Belladona. Truly, she was a simple person, that is, if you didn't count the fact that she was also an ex-terrorist attending a school for Huntsmen while simultaneously trying to hide her identity as a Faunus but that was beside the point

Sleeping bag already set, a book in hand, and a peaceful night in sight, Blake was sitting against the wall and was just about to start reading her book when she was interrupted by a figure who suddenly approached her

"Excuse me, is this spot taken?" the figure - a boy - asked. The boy had white hair and a tanned skin but what really caught Blake's attention were his eyes. They were not the eyes of a human but of an animal, literally

"No. It's all yours" Blake replied absentmindedly as she scooted away from the spot "He's a faunus and he doesn't bother hiding it. I wish I had his courage" Blake thought

"Thanks" the boy replied as he began setting up his own sleeping bag. After he was done, he, too, sat against the wall Blake was leaning on "That book you're reading.. Is it 'The Man With Two Souls'?" The boy asked, in an attempt to start a conversation with her

"Yes, it is" Blake replied, surprised at the sudden question "Have you read it?"

"Yeah. I like it. The story becomes a bit rushed at the end but all things considered, it's a good read" the boy replied "My name's Shirou, by the way. Shirou Emiya"

"Blake. Belladona A pleasure" replied the girl, a small hint of a smile forming on her face "So, what other books have you read?"

"Well, there's-"

"Yo, Shirou! Looks like your ugly ass mug made it into Beacon, after all. Honest to God did not expect to see you again" a voice suddenly spoke out, which caused Shirou's expression to form into one of annoyance

"Chulainn. So, you made it here, too? That's unfortunate" Shirou replied at the newcomer, who was apparently wearing a blue shirt with black pants to sleep

"Oh, come on now. Is that any way to treat an old friend?" the boy said, as he looked down at white haired teen, a smile on his face "So, I see you've been making new friends. How cruel, Shirou. You would toss aside an old friend that easily?" Chulainn asked dramatically

"Blake, this is Chulainn. For lack of a better word, he's a friend from Apocrypha. Chulainn, this is Blake" Shirou said, introducing the two with a sigh

"Pleasure" Blake replied with a deadpan expression "Well, I'll leave you two alone, then. I have some reading to do" Blake said with a smile as she held her book up

"Damn you, Blake, for leaving me alone with this guy" thought Shirou as Blake swiftly made her way to a new reading spot

"So, how have you been ol' buddy, ol' pal?" Chulainn asked as he took a seat next to Shirou

"This is going to be a long night" Shirou sighed mentally

A few feet away, Blake Belladona watched the scene unfold as she saw that Shirou was dreading every moment of spending time with Chulainn "Sorry, Shirou, but I don't know you well enough to suffer alongside you. Now then, back to the book"

Before she could even begin to read the first sentence, however, she was interrupted yet again, this time by two people instead of one. Looking up from her book, she saw that a blonde girl was dragging another smaller girl behind her

"Hello~ I believe you two may know each other?" the blonde one asked, a big smile on her face

"This is going to be a long night" Blake sighed audibly

[The Next Morning]

Heracles woke up the next morning involuntarily as he was so rudely interrupted from his enjoyable sleep by the loud ginger girl who was trying to wake up a black haired boy to begin their day. Try as he might, he just could not fall back to sleep again and therefore, could only accept the fact that he had to get up and get ready for the day ahead. Getting up, the two meter tall boy unpacked his shower items from his bag and made his way towards the showers. Once he was done with that, he then made his way to the cafeteria. The cafeteria which, upon his arrival, was already jam packed with students and from what he could see, the only empty spot left was near to the ginger girl that had woken him up this morning. Sighing in defeat, Heracles picked up his breakfast, which were two pieces of toast, bacon, beans, scrambled egg, and a few pancakes and reluctantly made his way to the open table. Sitting down, he was just about to dig in before-

"Wow! Aren't you a little big to be a first-year? Are you sure you're 17?" the ginger girl from before asked, her face a little too close for Heracles's comfort

"Nora! You can't just say stuff like that to someone!" the boy said, pulling the girl down back to her seat "I apologize for her behavior. Nora can be… eccentric sometimes" the boy said, as he lowered his head in apology

"It's okay but to answer your question, yes, I am 17 and therefore, a first-year, I'm assuming, like the two of you" Heracles replied, as he took a bite of his breakfast

"You assumed RIGHT! I'm probably the strongest first-year to ever walk the halls of Beacon" Nora exclaimed, mouth full of pancakes

"Again, I'm sorry for Nora. I'm Ren, by the way" the boy said and unlike his ginger haired companion, was slowly, and with manners, eating his share of pancakes.

"Heracles. A pleasure to meet you both" the boy calmly said as he got back to his breakfast

"Oh, oh, Ren! Lets go! We have to get ready if we want to be in the same team together!" Nora shouted, dragging the boy behind her "Nice meeting you, Hera!"

"Hera? Well, that was… an experience. I hope I'm not on the same team as her"

[A few minutes later, Beacon locker room]

When Weiss woke up that morning, she had expected quite a number of things to happen. She expected to meet the person that would be her partner for the next four years at Beacon. She expected to form a team with other first years. Heck, she expected to kill a number of Grimm at initiation that day but what she did not expect was to meet an old childhood friend in the locker room.

She was currently having a pleasant conversation with Pyrrha Nikos regarding initiation when a voice behind her called out to her

"Weiss?" the voice said, which caused a hint of irritation to form on her face, both at the fact that someone would act so familiar with her and also the fact that whoever it was was interrupting her conversation with Pyrrha Nikos. As she turned around, however, all trace of annoyance disappeared as she laid her eyes on a hair of gold tied neatly into a familiar bun and the armor over the old fashioned blue dress

"Arturia? Is that-" Before she could finish, she was suddenly engulfed in a hug by the golden haired girl, surprising the heiress

"I can't believe it's really you" Arturia said, still embracing the heiress in a hug

"That's my line. It's been so long" Weiss replied, the hug finally ending "It's been.. over a year, I believe"

"Eighteen months, to be exact" Arturia said, a small smile on her face "How have you been? How's Winter?" the blonde girl asked. Weiss was about to answer her questions before she remembered the red-haired champion she was talking to a few moments ago

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, Pyrrha" Weiss exclaimed, turning to face the champion "Pyrrha, this is Arturia. She's… an old friend of mine" Weiss said, a warm smile on her face

"We've actually already met yesterday" Pyrrha replied, smiling at the two friends "So, how do you two know each other?"

"It's a long story but the short version is that we used to follow our fathers on their business deals. It was during those deals that we met, grew closer, and eventually became friends" Weiss answered

"It was also because we had a lot of things in common. We both had private tutors, her family runs a giant Dust company while my company manufactures metal goods for the four kingdoms. There was nobody else around for us to befriend so naturally, we just entertained each other" Arturia continued

"That's a very nice story" Pyrrha said

"So, what were you two talking about?" asked Arturia

"Oh, nothing much. We were just discussing about the prospect of teams and the Beacon initiation before that dolt interrupted us" Weiss said, pointing to a boy behind the trio. Turning around, Arturia saw that Weiss was pointing a blonde boy in light armor over a hoodie being pinned to a locker by a red spear

"Oh, Weiss, you still have your temper" Arturia said, chuckling as she finally took out her weapon out of her locker

"Wha- I do not have a temper!" Weiss retorted

"Uh-huh.. Come on, Pyrrha. You wouldn't wanna be here when Weiss is angry" Arturia said with a smile, as the trio made their way out of the locker room and towards the cliffs of Beacon

"Ugh! You're insufferable, as always, Arturia" Weiss said from behind

"It was nice meeting you" Pyrrha said to the boy as she pulled out her spear

"Likewise" the boy replied

[A few minutes later, Beacon cliffs]

To say that Ozpin wasn't interested at the prospects of this year's Beacon students would be a lie. Eyeing each and every one of the students in front of him, she spotted the heiress to the Schee Dust Corporation, the eldest daughter of the Pendragon family, the four time regional champion of Mistral Pyrrha Nikos, the daughters of Summer Rose and Raven Branwen and not to mention the student at the far left of the group, the two meter tall Heracles von Einzbern. Truly, this year's first-years held a lot of potential. Smiling, he took a sip from his coffee mug as the students in front of him were sent flying towards the Emerald Forest behind him. Turning around, he eagerly awaited the results of this year's Initiation as he took a sip from his coffee.

"I do believe, Glynda, that this year will turn out to be an interesting year indeed" Ozpin told his deputy, to which she could only nod in agreement as she started checking the tablet on her hand for any signs of danger.

[Chapter 1 END]

Author's Notes: Alright, here's a new story that just came up to me a few hours ago. Now, before any of you guys want to slam me for whatever reason related to this story, I'm just gonna state a few things so that we're clear:-

1: No, I will not be incorporating their Noble Phantasms into the story as their semblances. And if I do, I will definitely tone it down so that it isn't too overpowered. I mean, can you imagine what would happen if Arturia used Excalibur like in the anime? So, don't expect Arturia to shout EXCALIBUR anytime soon and slaughter an entire horde of Grimm

2: This won't be just a self-insert of Fate's characters. They will have their own baddies to deal with. Who else could it be other than [SLIGHT SPOILER] Gilgamesh. He won't be alone, however, but that's for later.

3: The Shirou Emiya here will be based on the Heroic Spirit EMIYA, NOT the White Knight wannabe Shirou Emiya. Why? I personally really really hate that character. Off the top of my head, he's the most hated anime character I've ever had the displeasure of watching.

Anyway, that's all. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you have positive comments, please be my guest. If you do not, then please, give them to me all the same. Constructive criticism is always welcome.

No XIV signing off