Burnin' Through the Sky, Yeah 200 Degrees!

The first thing I felt when opening my eyes was the wind blasting in my face and howling in my ears. My body was suddenly slammed back as it felt the force of the gusts hitting me. It took a couple of seconds for my brain to catch up to what was happening. Que a loud girlish scream as I hurtled through the air at inhuman speeds.

This carried on for a couple moments until it flashed before my eyes, my last memory before whatever was happening to me right now. I had been playing my favorite MOBA late at night, as my favorite guardian. I was up a lot longer than I probably should've and had decided to hit the hay before I ended up pulling an all-nighter by accident.

That begged the question how and why was I falling through the sky right now.

My brain determined that one of three scenarios was happening right now. One I had been kidnapped while I was asleep and thrown out of a plane to fall to my death. While I suspect there have been some people in my life that wouldn't mind throwing me out of a plane I doubt they would waste the time and effort to do so.

Two I was dreaming, I would have normally assumed that this was case if it weren't for the fact that all of my senses were going into overdrive and screaming at me and I could clearly tell this wasn't a dream.

So that left option three some wacky magic or supernatural event. Like those kind of redundant and cringy reborn in another world stories. So I'm probably crazy for thinking this, But hey I've got bigger problems at the moment.

Namely gravity, as I'm still tumbling down towards the giant forest, now that I take look, below me. Somehow fighting against the wind assaulting my face I'm able to take a glance around the area surrounding me. I can barely make out the blurry outlines of other humanoid shapes. Meaning I wasn't the only one that was flying to my death currently. It was comforting, except that it wasn't. All of a sudden panic surged through me. What was happening? Why was I here? Why don't I remember anything? But the biggest one was "is this the end?"

Even if I had by some impossible chance come to a New World was I destined to go splat on the ground as soon as I realized it. Right now I could distinguish the trees below me rather than as some big clumps of green and they were coming in fast.

"Welp this is the end I thought" I hadn't even got a chance to do something with my life.

However my somber musings were interrupted by a flash of red and orange metal flying by me like a rocket. A girlish scream not too different from mine own mere moments ago came after. My body almost as if it were acting on its own instinctively grabbed at something that was strapped to my back even if I had no idea why. My hands brought right in front of me this large piece of black and green metal that I vaguely recognized as a spear of some sort. But it was a lot more futuristic in nature. It had a sharp looking end and it looked like it could do some serious damage to someone on the other end of it.

Even if it was hopeless I needed to at least try and save myself from becoming a human pancake.

The problem was I had no idea what to do and I couldn't think of any strategy to land safely and I was running short on time. So with no other choice I did the stupidest and most insane thing that popped into my head first. I aimed the spear in my hand towards the trees and got ready to stab.

You see my reasoning was that sticking the sharp metal rod into a tree would bring my perilous momentum to a halt and save me from a harsh meeting with the Forest floor. At best only my arms would break but I would live, at worst the sheer force going through my arms from attempting to stop would tear them off, but I would have a reasonable chance at surviving the rest of the fall. So I decided that I would rather live without my arms than be dead with two of them.

I took aim at the closest tree and as soon as I crossed the canopy line thrust the spear out with all of my might.

My fears of not being strong enough to pierce the trunk of the tree proved unfounded as it pierced the bark like a hot knife through butter. It seemed to take a second for the spear to realize it shouldn't be moving anymore as it cut through the thick tree downward till it hit a snag. I closed my eyes and waited for the invietable and sure to be unbearable pain to shoot through my arms.

However no pain came and what I felt was a distinct lack of bones breaking. Instead what I felt was something different. Like I was being squeezed or compressed in place by an invisible force, but in a good way. I opened my eyes in bewilderment. Shouldn't I be feeling at least some pain, after all I had just fell from an unimaginably high distance that I'm sure no normal human being could shrug off. I questioned how it was possible but then decided I probably shouldn't be complaining about it.

Now that near imminent death had been avoided I could properly focus on where I was. So hanging from my two hands on the spear like a gymnast on a bar I took a look around at my surroundings. I was dangling a good twenty five feet in the air above the forest floor. The forest wasn't anything like the woods that were around and near where I lived.

Starting with how these trees were much taller and noticeably thicker as well than those from my hometown. Secondly was the color, their color was a much brighter and healthier green, a lot like an emerald, than those from where I lived. It was almost impossible how perfect they looked. Because of this scenario 3 was seeming more and more likely right now.

But it still wasn't confirmation! There was a logical explanation for all this, I hoped.

Putting these thoughts behind me and to the wayside, as right now I needed to find a safe way down from here. Because I was getting tired just hanging here like a sloth.

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CRACK

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Whatever god was looking down on me must have been laughing his ass off. Because as soon as this thought crossed my mind my spear decided now was the time to cut through the wood again and slide out of the notch it had created.

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Thud

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I landed on my back with a gasp and was left staring at the clear blue sky above me through the patches in the trees.

I layed there for a bit before I finally took the time to pull myself up. Now I could finally take a good look at myself. As soon as I got to my feet I knew something didn't feel right. For starters, I felt like I was in stilts and like someone had tied a bunch of dumbbells around my limbs. I was clearly taller than I had been before I went to bed and just breathing and moving I could tell I was a lot more in shape too. Before I hadn't been out of shape, in fact I probably would have been considered very skinny, its just I didn't have a lot of muscle and wasn't very strong. However right now I felt like an all pro athlete, lean and limber and powerful.

That second observation though, that could be explained away by the attire I was wearing at the moment. I was wearing armor. Not like police riot armor but medieval styled knight armor. I was wearing a black tight under suit that felt suspiciously like silk underneath the armor. I had a pair of metal greaves on that went up to below my knees. And as for the rest, the rest was a pair of bracers, one for each arm, a breastplate and cuisses (A/N: armor that covers the thigh) that went down to above my knee caps. These pieces were all leather that had been reinforced with metal underneath it in order to be more mobile when wearing it. All of the pieces except the greaves had been bright purple but had been dulled from being used so much. The breastplate also had on it a symbol on it, a pair of wings, not like the feathery wings of a bird though. No these were bare and looked more leathery, a bat perhaps?

It was surprisingly easy to move in. When did this get put on me? But this new armor wasn't the only thing I had with me.

Firstly I had this spear that had saved my life. Upon closer inspection, I could see that it was a lot more intricate than I had first thought it was. Though in my defense I was in danger of becoming a smear on the ground at the time. There were a lot of complex learning parts and near one of the hand grips were a bunch of cylindrical slots. However some were all ready filled with vials of something. I didn't think that it would be a good idea to fiddle around with them since I had no idea how this thing worked and if it broke I wouldn't be able to fix it, also I'd be stranded in the middle of who knows where with out any way to defend my self. That wasn't a comforting thought.

The last thing that was on my person was a small thin slab of metal that was split down the middle into two pieces by a yellow diamond in the direct center. It looked vaguely familiar and something in the back of mind told me I had seen this somewhere before. Hoping to find some clues about where, why, and how I was here I pressed the diamond.

As soon as I touched it suddenly expanded in size and shape to the size of a small tablet. There was now a blue semi translucent screen in between the two pieces of metal. I gasped.

Not at the display of advanced technology but rather my reflection on the screen.

That wasn't my face! The "me" staring back at me had medium length auburn hair (A/N: Jaunes hair length) and very dull purple eyes along with sharp features near the chin and nose. Out of ten I'd say I was at least a six.

Before I could ponder this further the tablet turned on completely and a picture of the new me came up. It was a lot clearer and was taken like a mug shot. Below was a quick bio.

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Name: Roy Salt

Age: 17

Sex: Male

Status: Candidate for Beacon

Height: 6'3"

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So I wasn't in my own body because my name definitely wasn't Roy Salt, it was ….

I can't remember. I can't remember my own name. I tried to remember my parents names too but I couldn't draw upon anything. I could remember what they were like and how they raised me but I can't remember what they looked like and what their names were. At least I could still remember all my general knowledge like education, hobbies and tv show and their plots.

So it looks like I'm Roy Salt now since I can't remember my old name. Below that quick bio was also a large sideways bar colored green, but it wasn't full there was around a tenth missing.

Things were slowly clicking into place; falling through the sky, beacon, candidacy and a green bar. I think I had a hypothesis about where I was, but it might all have been a coincidence or a result of a concussion from hitting my head on the way down from my fall.

I think that I may have found myself in the world of a popular animated web series. RWBY, which based on these 4 main heroines who were training to become their worlds equivalent of superheroes. I wasn't actually sure because I didn't really keep up to date with the show. I hadn't even watched the trailers for it, only making it up through episode 1 to episode 14, I think that it was titled Forever Fall forest or something. After that I ended up being really busy and kinda just forgot about the show really.

Of course this was all skeptical even if I had been brought to another world there was no guarantee it was the same as the RWBYverse. It could just be similar in the sense that some places shared the same names and technologies. In fact there was no way to know if I was even in the same time period of the show. Also still was the fact I still had doubts that this was even another world to begin with and not just some elaborate prank being played on me.

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CRUNCH

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I looked up from my tablet or scroll as it was called in RWBY to see that I wasn't alone.

Someone or Something was coming toward me. Considering the creatures that inhabited the world I was now possible apart of I tightened the grip on my spear.

A figure walked out into little opening I was in from the bushes. They were an intimidating appearance. They had their weapon in their hand and the blunt end of it looked very heavy. They had a shortcut of bright orange brown hair on their head. HE was very tall, at least 6' 6" and was built like a tank. Adding to the image was the armor he was wearing. Unlike mine which except for the greaves were all reinforced leather his was definitely made out of all metal and it still didn't seem to be affecting him that much. On his breastplate was a pair of golden bird wings, they were spreading out and really popped out next to the rest of the light gray material. The rest was trimmed in the same gold color as the symbol.

Just by looking at the way he carried himself I could he was confident in his strength and ability.

As soon as I made contact with his indigo eyes he hefted his black iron mace over his shoulder and said "Your the first person I've made eye contact with so that means your my partner." It sounded more like an order than a clarifying statement. He took a moment to inspect me with a critical look before continuing on.

"My names Cardin Winchester and you are?" He said.

There we go Chapter one is in the books, I haven't really done many opening chapters considering this is my first ever chapter. So feel free to comment on things that could be improved upon or things like spelling or grammer issues, or just what you liked and/or disliked. This first chapter was mainly to introduce the newly minted Roy's personality, scene, and partner.

The MOBA mentioned in the beginning is actually a clue to what Roys Semblance is. As his armor and color scheme is based off a character from the game. (Hint: its not LoL or Dota.)