[A/N: So... this is basically a self insert. I was inspired by the story Magical Trickster by SocialistBukharin if you haven't read it I suggest you do, especially if you like Jojo references. I have similar story I've been working on, its a monster hunter world and God eater 3 story, but haven't finished the first chapter so yeah hopefully I'll be able to finish it and my other ones.

This story with be in RWBY, and with have some minor SAO references (mostly just Sword skills and a few weapons nothing to serious)

I hope you enjoy it. This will be my first self insert story. With an OC as a main character, minus the MHW and GE3 story seeing as those are both games with Character Creation systems, I usually don't count those as OC centric stories.

I guess that's all I have to say, so... enjoy!

Hit it Fan-Chan!]

Disclaimer: m-me no own, me just Fan... fwoosh...

Age: 6 months.

I stared at the woman holding me with wide eye, which seemed to cause her to coo at me.

"Aww! you and you sister are so cute!" The woman cooed.

I didn't know this woman, as she was never really shown in the story I was reborn into, except on a family portrait, but her reputation was that of a chronic alcoholic.

Yes, I was reborn into a different world, you know like an Isekai anime or manga/manhwa, but this world was one I was familiar with it was the world of Remnant from RWBY.

I don't remember how I was reborn in this formerly animated world, but before this I was a fanfiction author, it was our jobs to Chronicle other worlds under the disguise of it being mere fanfiction, and so I have an idea of who could of done this.

"Ok so it was either Chaos or Zelretch... or both... stupid dimension hopping/creating trolls... *sigh* why did I except the job of chronicling alternate worlds again? Oh right I was bored, and my brain would have exploded if I didn't accept!" I ranted to myself, mentally, as I couldn't talk, seeing as I was a baby again.

No! Bad hands quit reaching towards the woman who will be a drunk in the future, although I've always wondered why she became a drunk in the first place... hmm I guess I'll find out, if my being here hasn't affected the timeline... aaand just jinxed myself didn't I? Damnit Murphy...

"Aww Little Wight does want to be held my Mama?" The woman asked.

"No go away you alcoholic!" I tried to shout out, but it came out as...

"Gah, Gwaa, Gug!"

"Aww! Don't worry little one Mama's here."

Now you might be wondering why I keep calling her an alcoholic, in my previous life I had a bad experience with a group of female alcoholics and it made me never want to get a girl drunk... ever.

I sigh mentally as the woman picked me up and held me close to her chest... her very large chest... seriously if her chest was so large how was his sister's future self so... flat... oh never mind, I read a Naruto story with this similar situation.

It had Sakura's mom have a huge rack... but Sakura was still flat, and it turned out her father was a bit... stubby in the dick department, which is was caused Sakura to lack a lot of sex appeal.

I guess that Jacque Schnee just has a tiny dick... makes sense actually with how arrogant and prideful he is, dispite having married into the family.

And yes you read that right... I was born into the Schnee family... ya know the glyph using, stabby sword wielding, summoning, dust selling, white haired ice eyed "family".

"... shit why did it have to be the Schnee family... Yeah... Chaos is definitely behind this."

Ah well... it could have been worse... I could have been born as Raven's son... although, she does have a history of raising some strong children, when they're males that is, for some reason she doesn't want to raise any female kids... I wonder why... ah wait male puberty is a lot less chaotic than a female's, that could be why.

Wait! Quit thinking about having missed the chance of being Raven Branwen's, who is a BANDIT, son.

Focus!

Anyways, the Schnee mother continued to look at me while she held me... eventually a voice called out from another room.

"Willow! Come here dear!"

I frowned at the voice, it was Jacque, but he sounded a lot kinder than he did in the show, way less arrogant.

But... people change... usually for the worse...

"Oh that's your father, he probably needs me for something, I'll be back my little Wight." Willow said to me as she put me back in the crib with my sleeping twin, who btw is Weiss.

I sat in the crib and waited for about 20 minutes for her to comeback, but she never did.

I narrowed my eyes at the door she left the room from, I could faintly hear crying.

I was actually starting to worry, when I heard the crying, I couldn't stand it when a woman cried, it pissed me off when someone makes a girl cry, always has.

I was slowly getting pissed off at Jacque when the crying stopped and Willow... my mother... walked in her eyes were puffy and red, a sign of crying, Jacque also followed her into the room, he was younger, had black hair with white on the sides, he also had no mustache, which I thought was weird, even if he was a dick, that mustache was brilliant.

I stared at him with my gray baby eyes slightly narrowed, but he didn't notice.

Willow moved to the crib and picked up the sleeping Weiss, which woke her up, she started to cry, which set off my big brother instincts from my previous life.

I looked at Jacque and held my arms up to him, while doing some cutesy baby talk, at him.

He noticed my attempt to get to him, and looked at me with slight shock, before he complied and picked me up.

I stared at him in his eyes, then I turned to the crying Weiss who was right near me, with Willow standing right next to Jacque trying to quiet her down. Using what little control of my body I had I gently place my hand on Weiss's head and rubbed it, it immediately caused her to stop crying at she stared at me with wide eyes.

Jacque and Willow looked at me with surprise, before Jaque chuckled and Willow cooed at us.

"Aww! Dear look how good a big brother Little Wight is!" Willow said.

"Yes little Siegfried is a good brother, and seems to be smart, especially for his age."Jacque chuckled, with a mutter of thought at the end.

I guess I should explain why Willow calls me Wight and Jacque called me Siegfried.

You see traditionally all Schnees have a name with the letter W in it.

But Jacque managed to convince Willow to name me Siegfried after his great grandfather, on his side of the family.

So my full name is Siegfried Wight Schnee. Yeah It's a bit interesting. but eh not the weirdest name ever... and as proof... Franklin Delano Donut... If you don't get that reference you suck.

I continued to pat Weiss on the head for a few more seconds before she suddenly yawned.

Oh shit! not the Yawn!

(*Yawns*)

Great now I feel so tired! Thanks Weiss.

"Aww, how cute, but I guess we should put you down to sleep now." Willow cooed at our yawns, before she out Weiss down, and Jacque followed after.

"Goodnight my babies!" Willow whispered as she and Jacque left the room.

"Finally they're gone now I can figure out what... hap...pened... to... me?" I thought before I fell asleep.

Time Skip, Age 12.

I sigh as I walk down the halls of Sanctum combat school prep school in Atlas, I was ordered to go to the school by Jacque, who became the head of the Schnee family 12 years ago, turns out that's why Willow was crying at that time.

I was already planning to become a huntsman anyways, but I hadn't told anybody about this, not even Weiss.

But it seems that Jacque took traditions in the schnee family very seriously, dispite not being a blood born schnee.

It was Schnee tradition to send the children to a combat school when of age, which me and my sister were.

But I still hate the fact he tried to order me to go to the school. Eh oh well, at least I have a chance to train.

Anyways I walked toward my assigned classroom for first years, without Weiss, seeing as Sanctum kept the male and female classes seperate, except for sparring classes.

Oh look I finally found my class.

I approach the door and open it.

There weren't any students in the classroom yet, seeing as we still had 20 minutes till class started.

I look around the room for a desk... it seems that the desks are all like the ones you see in beacon.

I went to the back row and sat in a random seat.

I might as well reflect on what I read in the student curriculum handbook.

So apparently first years get basic combat training, like hand to hand, or basic weaponry training, basically the first year is about developing your personal combat style, which I already have an idea on.

In the second year is when you get to make your own personal weapon and train to adapt your fighting style to match it.

The third year is when students can officially get an apprenticeship under an actual huntsman, but that doesn't really matter because while it wouldn't be officially recognized huntsman can choose to train someone at any time, which was the case with a certain Rose.

It was also during this year that the school begins to teach intermediate combat, which comprised of technique creation and semblance training. The ones who don't have their Semblance unlocked by that year are taken to a machine that links to their mind which will create a simulation that'll cause a powerful emotion of any kind to unlock the semblance, although more often then not the emotion is fear.

Sanctum is actually the only Combat prep school that uses this machine. It is usually used only in a huntsman academy like Beacon or Atlas.

But seeing as Atlas was the developer of the machine they secretly gave one to Sanctum, because it was the Combat school of Atlas origin.

20 minutes seemed to fly by in an instant, as students were chatting excitedly as they entered the classroom.

They seemed to notice me, or more importantly my hair color, which only Schnees have white hair in Atlas.

A few arrogant rich kids, smirked and made their way towards me.

Oh boy... I recognized the leader... he looks just as douchy as in the future.

"Why hello, my name is Cardin Winchester." the boy said, with his right hand out for a handshake.

I stared at the for a second before I sighed then introduced myself.

"Siegfried Wight Schnee..." I sighed.

"Oh I didn't realize you were a Schnee!" Cardin said with false surprise.

Cut the shit douche-bag, you know god dammed well what my blood ties are.

I stared at the douche with a twitch in my eye, which for some reason douche-bag didn't notice, as he began to talk about how great he was, at least until the teacher came in.

"Welcome class to Sanctum Combat Prep School. I am your teacher for your 4 years at this school, you may call me Mr. Grey." The teacher introduced to the class.

"Good morning Mr. Grey!" A large amount of the class said, as they were supposed to, the only ones who didn't were Cardin and his goons.

Mr. Grey chuckled and began to explain about what they would be learning for their first year.

Several students were excited at learning to fight, but I just stayed silent, and waited for the lesson to actually start.

After a few minutes of talking the teacher had the class follow him to the male gym, where other classes were stretching and trying to decide their weapon of choice, while chatting with their friends.

The teacher began to explain that the students would learn the hand to hand and weaponry in this gym.

"Alright class, go ahead and pick a weapon to train with and I will teach you a few training drill to practice." Mr Grey said with a smile.

I already knew what my combat style will be.

I smirk and go to the nearby melee weapon rack and grabbed a one handed long sword, then another one, both had a dust cartridge for dust training.

The class stared at me for a bit. Then a voice spoke out.

"Of course a Schnee would choose a sword and dust weaponry!" Cardin said with slight mocking in his voice.

I ignore him then I walk over to the nearest gun rack and chose a training version of the Atlas Military Pistol, it was made to be light and have minimal recoil, I strap it to my left leg, and then the swords on my back in an X.

"Ummm... Mr. Schnee are you sure you want to learn so many weapons, it may be harder than you think." Mr Grey asked unsure.

"Yes sir, I've already planned out my type of combat style, I just need the training." I said politely.

"I see, very well I will try my best to give you that training Mr. Schnee." Mr Grey said, the he turned to the rest of the class.

"Alright class please follow Mr. Schnee's lead and chose your weapon of choice, these will be yours until next year, they are to be returned when you design your own personal weapons." Mr Grey said.

The children excitedly began to pick and choose their weaponry.

This is gonna take a while...

Ah well might as well practice with one of my swords while I wait.

I took my right sword out of it's sheath and held it out in front of me.

I began to repeatedly swing my sword vertically, while taking a step forward before I reset myself, like how you would in kendo.

I could feel Mr Grey watching me practice.

Eventually I got tired of the repetition and sheathed my sword.

I looked to see that the students were almost finished choosing their weapons.

Those who chose already seemed to have seen me practicing and decided to try the same.

I blinked at that and looked to Mr. Grey and he just shrugged.

Eventually once the class had chosen their weapons, and familiarized themselves with it, Mr. Grey began to teach them the basic training drills for their weapons.

"Alright class, now that you've chosen, I'll teach you a few basic weapon drills for your weapons. Creating your style is up to you but with out the basic forms and drills you won't be able to build your own style. Now I'm sure you noticed Mr. Schnee practicing with his weapons earlier, and several of you joined in..." Mr. Grey said with a smirk, which caused a few of the students to chuckle sheepishly.

"Anyways, the drill Mr. Schnee was doing is a basic on for many different Swords, and it is mostly used by Katana users as a way of getting consistency with their weapon, I highly suggest those of you who chose a sword practice with this. But this method won't work for a Rapier type sword, or a mace user. Which is why I am here, to teach you the many different weapon drills." Mr Grey said with a fist on his chest.

Oh joy... I recognize that motion, it's one commonly used in the Atlas Military, so this guy is a Soldier huh? Or perhaps served his years and then got out? Ah well atleast I get some training from an experienced fighter, and not a wannabe who has never been in combat and only knows about the fighting style but not the fighting.

Mr Grey led us back to the classroom, for the next class.

I sighed as I walked behind the rest of the class.

I have a feeling that the first year of Santum are going to be very ... uneventful.

Time skip: one year later, Age: 13

I was right about the first year it was very uneventful. Seriously it was so boring, no attacks in the city to barge into, no school yard fights to win at, no white fang coming after my life... although the last one was because the Fang doesn't turn violent until later in the current year.

(*sigh*)

"You'd think with Jacque's reputation, as well as the Schnee reputation, there would be some arrogant douches who want to prove their dick is bigger." I mutter to myself.

But no... not even Cardin tried to pick on me... for whatever reason.

I excelled in the classes, not because of any sort of talent no, I excelled because I trained everyday, even when at home, my room was definitely big enough.

I also took up experimenting with dust, and weapon designing, and forging, much to Jacque's delight and disapproval.

He was delighted by my experiments with dust, which he replicated and sold off the product of, which I was slightly pissed at, but luckily I didn't show him my method of stabilizing hardlight dust.

But he disapproved of my taking up forging, saying that the idea should be left to a professional smith.

But sucks to be him, in my last life, I forged bladed weaponry as a hobby, and the knowledge transferred over, although it was a bit hard to make a mecha-shifting weapon, but I got the hang of it. Heck I even made Weiss' Myrtenaster for her.

I'm now in my second year, and finally I can bring my own personal weapons to the school, boy is this gonna be one hell of a surprise, considering that in order to introduce our weapons we are having a schoolwide spar with the other classes and even the female students, oh and did I mention our families are required to be there.

It was basically an opening ceremony for the new first year students and a way of showing improvement to their families, and a way to get more funding from the more wealthier benefactors, like the Schnee family for instance.

Yep this school is very shameless... using their students to gain a bigger budget from their families, but then again... children are used by teachers to gain money anyways so nothing new here.

I sighed again as I waited for the event to start, I knew Jacque was there, I could see him in fact... he was talking with General Ironwood, about MY dust experiments, while claiming them as his own.

He acts way differently when at home, like an actual parent but... that's all it is an act, one that only Winter and I can see through apparently, seeing as Willow still loves him and Weiss still did as he told her to.

General Ironwood was listening to Jacque, but eventually seemed to notice my narrow eyed stare at Jacque.

Ironwood looked to me and blinked, Jacque noticed his look and followed his gaze to my own.

Jacque immediately fell into his father persona, and began to speak.

"Oh I see you've noticed Siegfried, my son. He's a dust genius, he's helped me with a few of my project that I've given your military." Jacque said.

I blinked in slight surprise, I didn't think Jacque would be willing to give any sort of shared credit.

It seems Ironwood noticed my surprise, considering what he said next.

"So you mean to tell me a child helped come up with the method of forging dust into a different material, or even fusing Dust sand back into a crystal from using technology and pure aura." Ironwood asked Jacque.

Yep that's exactly what I did, you see while I was growing up I remembered that Cinder's clothing were dust woven with fire and earth dust to use with her semblance. So I did some experiments and found that Dust can be forged into metal for weapons, amd other junk. Same thing with turning Dust Sand back into a crystal with a controled amount of aura, plus it was good for Aura Training, which you only learn in your final year.

I've done a few other things but nothing like the others mentioned.

"W-well yes..." Jacque said.

"And you never introduced me to him!? Me? you're old teammate? Why?" Ironwood asked with a playful smirk on his face, but his eyes were narrowed.

"Well... like you said he is a child, and is only in his second year at Sanctum, he's not old enough to wisely manage how his experiments are sold, it could backfire on him if someone were to get their hands on it and use it for the wrong reason." Jacque said.

Bullshit! But nonetheless true, if the white fang were to get their hands on this it could cause irreparable damage to my own reputation, not that I particularly care about that, but it would cause a lot of lives to be endangered.

"Hmm I see, that is a valid reason for taking the credit for his ideas. I'll let it slide for now old friend, but I'd still like to meet the boy." Ironwood said.

"Of course! Siegfried come here!" Jacque said.

(*sigh*)

I walk over to the two men.

"Yes Father?" I ask, almost gagging at what I had called Jacque.

"This is General Ironwood, he has heard of some of your... experiments and would like to meet you." Jacque said.

"I see. Pleased to meet you General." I said politely.

At first I didn't like Ironwood when I first saw him he reminded me of Danzo from Naruto, but when I saw Season 7 of RWBY I rather enjoy his character.

Which is why I am being more polite to him.

Jacque seemed to notice my behavior and was slightly surprised, but he shrugged it off.

"My my aren't you a polite one, the complete opposite of your father when I first met him." Ironwood chuckled.

"General, I'm only polite to those I have a high respect for." I said.

"Oh? I see, then I'll try not to disappoint that respect." Ironwood said with a smirk, but I could see he was slightly flattered.

"So Jacque tells me that you are the one who created the dust forging method, and the Dust fusion method." Ironwood said, as he knelt to my height

"Among other things." I said.

"Oh? Like what?" Ironwood asked.

"With all due respect General... you'll just have to watch my match to find out." I say with a smirk.

"oh really, I guess I will wait then." Ironwood says then he stood and began to talk to Jacque again.

I took my leave and made my way to the locker room for my Combat gear and weapons, and got changed.

My combat gear was a dust woven version of the outfit Kirito wore when he joined the Knights of the Blood Oath. Originally I wanted to have Kirito's black outfit made but... Weiss gave me the eyes... you know the ones, the puppy dog eyes, while saying she wanted us to match colorwise.

But I still had the black one made anyways, just incase.

After I got changed I strapped my personally made swords to my back in an X, I also got my own version of the Atlas Military Pistol strapped to my left leg, and a metal cylinder with a small dust cartridge at the tip.

I based the two swords off of Elucidator and Dark Repulsor.

The Elucidator replica was dust forged with a controlled amount of every type of dust, from Ice to Fire to even Lightning. It was my best work with dust forging it took several failed attempts and a lot of material to be able to find a metal strong enough to handle the strain of every type of dust... except gravity. I call it Gram, because Excalibur was kind of over done, plus it fits my name more.

My other sword, the Dark Repulsor replica, was made entirely of several types of Dust Crystals, fused together, using my dust fusion experiments. This one was surprisingly easy to make. I only blew up my room a few times... honest. The color though was way different that the original Dark Repulsor, the blade for one it was a pure white dust crystal with the guard grip and pommel being red and blue crystals, (red as base color instead of green with blue replacing the inner black color) and the central design of the area that connects to the blade, (the part that looks like feathers... somewhat) was ice blue color, and the central gem in the hilt was the same green color as the original. It was all in all a very beautiful and strong sword. I named it Balmung, having to stick with the theme for my name and other sword.

My pistol was a slightly modified version of the Atlas Military Pistol.

Every part was dust forged and the materials used made it very light, and there was barely any recoil. It's black with a small knife blade at the end of the barrel. I simply called it the AMP XIII I plan to get the design to Ironwood so he can add it to the Military. I already made one for Winter, seeing as she was currently in her Huntsman academy of choice... which btw was Atlas,.

The Cylinder was by far one of my favorite creations, it was a freaking lightsaber, I made it by using my stabalized Hardlight dust. Which is very hard to make, but I figured out that my using a fusion of hardlight and plasma dust (which was a fusion of lightning and energy dust) you can create a power source strong enough to stabilize the hardlight dust, I'll definitely be giving some of the mix to a certain rabbit faunus later. The small dust cartridge contained a very condensed shard of dust of various elements, or rather they would if I planned to kill my opponent, but this was a spar, not a deathmatch. I named the weapon Fafnir.

I sigh once more as I wait for my match.

"And now for our next fighters Siegfried Schnee and Cheri Blakley vs Cardin Winchester and Penelope Polindina." the announcer said.

I grin at the name, Cheri Blakley was a cat faunus girl from my sister's class, she uses only guns, a sniper rifle to be exact. Oh boy I was basically partnered with Sinon from SAO II, this is gonna be fun.

But the last name made me frown, Penny shouldn't be made yet. Does that mean that Penny is a robot clone of this girl, and if so... why... did the girl die or something?

I stood and made my way to the Arena entrance, where I met up with Cheri.

"Don't you get in my way, Schnee." Cheri said.

"... ya know unlike my father I don't dislike the faunus... I find the ears and tails quite useful and positively adorable." I said with a smirk.

Cheri blushed from head to toe as she glared at me with her red slit eyes, before she turned away and walked into the arena.

I just laugh a bit then follow her.

The arena was similar to the Vytal festival arena, considering that it also had the simulator projections equipped.

The Arena setting was predetermined, it was an old city landscape with a single road leading to the other team.

I blink at the settings, it reminds me of the setting of GGO.

Ah well, this'll just be even more fun.

"Please welcome our combatants for this match!" the Announcer, who was surprisingly Mr. Grey and the female class teacher Mrs. Crimsen.

The first years and parents cheered at the four in the arena.

While the announcers continued to introduce us and explain the basics of our fighting styles, I took the time to focus on the battleground to look for any vantage poits for Cheri but the only one was on the building to our right, and that was blocked by too much rubble to get to it.

It seems that the stage itself is to force out a direct confrontation with the enemy, this situation is probably the worst place for a sniper to be in, and Cheri knew it too, seeing as her hands clenched on her poorly made sniper rifle. Remind me to make her the Sniper rifle of Sinon later.

"Oi, Cheri." I said to her.

"What." She snapped at me.

"Just stay behind me, I'll get your shot ready for you when I tell you to, take the shot, take out Cardin, while he's a douche his mace is dangerous. I'll take Penelope." I told her.

Cheri looked ready argue but eventually agreed and we began to walk toward where I knew Cardin was.

While we walked I made sure to use a time diolation glyph and placed it on my eyes, making them look yellow, I came up with this when I remembered the time glyph Weiss used on Blake against the paladin.

And since my reflexes aren't like Kirito's... yet, the glyph was a way to make up for that, it'll help my see the incoming bullets and aid my body into doing what I have planned, and I'll eventually get used to the advanced reflexes via muscle memory.

The sound of a gun being fired reached my ears and I spun to the source to see Penelope shooting her gunblades at us, while Cardin charged like an idiot.

I grabbed my AMP XIII and Fafnir and activated it, a blade of white Plasma and Hardlight dust materialized on the cylinder.

I swung Fafnir at the bullets and cut them out of the air.

"A-amazing folks young Siegfried just blocked bullets from a high powered weapon, using what looks to be a blade of Hardlight dust." Mr Grey shouted in shock.

"I've never seen something like this before!" Mrs. Crimsen shouts.

Cheri stared at me with shock until I yelled.

"Get Ready!"

Cheri immediately dropped to the ground behind me and took aim at the charging Cardin.

I continued to block the bullets from Penelope, while I waited for Cardin to get close enough.

"Now!"

BANG*

Cheri took the shot the rubber round hit Cardin's head and sent his aura into the red immediately, which disqualified him.

Seeing my chance I took off at Penelope, blocking any bullets and sending out some with my AMP XIII.

When I got close enough I used a Vorpal Strike, a sword skill I managed to recreate through Glyphs and aura, the force of the blow knocked a good bit of her aura away, but it was still in the green, so I decided to show off a bit more and used another sword skill, Star Splash, which consisted of several hundred thrusts at high speed with a final stab with intense force and a slash immediately after the stab.

The attack sent her aura from Green to Red as soon as the attack finished.

The crowd was silent in amazement, at least until I spun Fafnir and deactivated the blade, and clipped it to my side again, I also let the Time Glyph fade away as I walked away from the Fallen Penelope who was panting.

"W-wait!" I heard the downed girl say.

I stopped and looked at her.

"What was that weapon!?" She asked.

"I call it a Photon Sword." I said.

"Where did you get something like that?! Did you use your money as a Schnee to get one!?" Penelope asked.

"No... I made it myself." I said then I turned and walk away leaving the girl silent in shock.

I walk back to Cheri who stares at me with surprise.

"What?" I ask.

"How the hell did you block those bullets, they should be to fast for you to even see let alone block." Cheri asked.

"Oh well it's simple really." I said, and I motion her that it was a secret.

Cheri leaned in to hear me explain it.

"I'm just that awesome!" I whispered into her ear.

Cheri leaned back again and glared at me only for her eyes to widen as my normally red eyes were suddenly yellow with a clock face on them.

"A glyph?" She whispered.

I nodded with a smirk and a finger to my mouth.

"Keep that a secret would you, especially from my sister. I want to teach her that myself when she gets better control over her glyphs." I said with a smile.

The girl blushed and nodded a bit.

"Thanks, oh and as a thank you I'll make you a better sniper rifle for free!" I said.

Her eyes widen at that.

"W-wait you don't have to do that!" Cheri said.

"I know, but I want to!" I said with a smirk.

Her eyes widened again as her jaw drops.

And so that as how I met my first future teammate, although I didn't know it at the time.

When we exited the arena I was greeted by my sister who interrogated me on how I blocked the bullets.

"I'm just that awesome!" I said using the excuse I used with Cheri.

Weiss didn't like that answer but before she could continue her name was called for the next match.

I hung out with Cheri for a bit, before I went out to the stands, while preparing to be question by Ironwood and Jacque.

When I got there I was immediately rounded on by Jacque and question on what that Photon Sword was.

"That was Fenrir, and as for what it is it's mine that's all you need to know." I said to Jacque, who silently fumed.

I turned to Ironwood who was watching us with amusement.

"General, I have something for you." I said to the man.

"Oh, what is it?" Ironwood asked.

"The blueprints for my AMP XIII, as well as a physical working model." I said as I handed him a box from a storage glyph.

"AMP XIII?" Iron wood asked.

"I started using guns with the basic Atlas Military Pistol, and have been making my own versions of them, I went through a total of 12 failures and one final successful test model before I finally finished it, every part of the pistol is dust forged, including the blade. I've been wanting to introduce this gun to you. Just never had the chance until now." I said.

Ironwood stared at the box in his hand before he opened it.

It looked like my own AMP XIII, but was white instead of black.

Ironwood picked up the gun and aimed it at the roof, before he spun it and gripped it like a knife.

"Not a bad weapon Siegfried, I'll be sure to mass produce these for the military, and I'll be sure to give you the credit." That was a jab aimed at Jacque if I've ever seen one.

"Thank you General." I said, before I turned to leave.

"Oh and one more thing before you go." Ironwood said.

"Yes sir?" I ask unsure.

"Have you ever considered becoming a huntsman?" Ironwood asked.

My eyes widen was I really being recruited by General Ironwood himself!?

"Yes sir, I do plan to become a huntsman." I said.

"I see well then when you graduate from Sanctum, I can guarentee that Atlas would accept you." Ironwood said as he walked by me while he placed a card in my uniform breast pocket with out Jacque noticing.

Said man was fuming at how not only his son badmouthed him in front of the General, but he also planned to be a Huntsman.

Before Jacque could snap out of his fuming, I quickly made my way back to the locker room, away from Jacque.

When I got there I looked at the card Ironwood slipped me and read it.

If you decide to join Atlas or need my help for anything give me a call.

It also had Ironwood's scroll number, which immediately saved, it could come in handy someday.

I smirked then continued on with the rest of the school day.

After school I went home with Weiss who kept pestering me about how I blocked the bullets, which I kept replying with the same thing I told her before.

Eventually she stopped, but only when we got home.

Our Butler Klein, bless him, opened the door for us, but as I stared at the open doorway I noticed that my mother Willow was waiting for us.

It gave me a bad feeling.

"Wight your father wants to speak to you in his office, did something happen?" She asked, worried.

Oh shit, this was serious, he never let anybody into his office unless he was in business man mode and was speaking with a client, or needed a place to yell at someone... I'm pretty sure it's the later.

sigh*

"Oh well let's get this over with." I said aloud.

"Oh and be careful he seems to be very frustrated." Willow said.

"I will don't worry." I said.

"You know I can't help but to worry." She sighed.

"I know mom... I know." I say as I walk towards the office.

I knock on the door of the office.

"Come in." Jacque said.

I enter the room and notice that Jacque was faced away from me.

Jeez, dramatic effect much? There was only one thing missing.

"Do you know why I've called you here?" Jacque said, as he spun to face me.

Nevermind there it is.

"Probably about my Photon Sword." I shrugged.

"Indeed, what I want to know is how you stabilized the Hardlight dust to create a strong enough blade that doesn't break after a few attacks." Jacque said.

"Well you better stop wanting, because I'm not telling." I said with a glare.

Jacque seemed surprised at this.

"Oh and why not, think of what it could do for the company and our families reputation." Jacque said.

"You mean Your reputation, you don't truely care for this family, not since you 'inherited' the company from grandfather. All you care about is the money you get from the Schnee name and company. Both of which you have no true claim over, seeing as you married into both." I glared at him.

He stared at me with shock from my verbal lashing, before his eyes narrowed into the cold heartless stare that was his true self.

"Boy, you will take back your words and you will hand over the secrets to stabilizing Hardlight dust!" Jacque barked.

"No... I won't." I says with a smirk.

"You will or else!" Jacque growled.

"Or else what? You'll tear my room apart looking for the secrets, and even if you did do that you won't find them. They're with me where ever I go." I said while I summoned a small glyph behind me, I summoned my AMP XIII, loaded and ready.

"Hand them over now!" Jacque order with a yell.

"No!" I shouted finally having enough.

His body language was that of one poised to attack.

Normally I wouldn't have waited to aim at him but I had my scroll recording the scene, time to finally reveal just how much of a douche he is to Willow, but I also knew that it was too late his claws had already sunk in to deep.

"I'll say this one last time, give me the method!" Jacque ordered one last time.

I stare him directly in the eyes and say "Piss... off."

He seemed ready to attack right then and there but he seemed to think of something, and it clamed him down.

"Very well, I'll ask once more. But now this... if you refuse you will no longer be allowed in my home ever again, I may not be able to disown you from the Schnee name, but I can as my son." Jacque said with a smirk.

Did he really think that would work!?

I burst into a fit of laughter, which confused him.

"What's so damned funny!? I'm disowning you!" Jacque demanded.

"The fact you actually thought I would care if you considered me your son or not!" I laugh holding my gut.

"What!" Jacque demanded.

"But there's a few things you didn't think of, but I'm only gonna name one." I say.

"And what's that?" Jacque asked.

"You didn't think of the fact I never considered you my father." I say completely serious.

His eyebrows disappear into his hairline after I said that.

"Then leave! And never darken my doorstep again!" Jacque shouted.

"Whatever douche-bag!" I say as I open the door of the office.

When I did I saw Weiss staring at me in shock with tears in her eyes.

"Weiss!?" I asked.

Shit she definitely heard everything, judging by the tears.

I reach towards her but she takes a step back and turns and sprinted away.

Sigh*

Well shit.

I make my way to my room and immediately began packing all of my things into a storage glyph.

Everything I owned/created was placed in the glyph.

I also made sure to grab the money I had earned by forging weapons for my classmates, and several older students, and their huntsmen relative, hey what can I say I'm good a making weapons, something a certain Rose would appreciate.

The money was totalled up to nearly 50,000 lien, quite a bit for a 13 year old, but in Atlas this could probably buy me a month in a dirt cheep hotel.

Shit...

"Huh?" I think as something caught my eyes as it fell from my coat pocket.

My eyes widen as I realise what it was.

It was Ironwood's note.

Ironwood!

I could call Ironwood and explain the situation, he might have an idea on what to do.

But would he be able to help?

I shook my head, now's not the time for that.

So I called.

"Hello?" Ironwood asked.

"Um hello General Ironwood? This is Siegfried." I said slightly nervous.

"Oh! Yes, Siegfried! Is there something I can help you with?" Ironwood asked.

"Umm yes, you see Jacque... tried to force me to hand over my Method for stabilizing Hardlight dust, and when I refused he disowned me as his son, since he couldn't do that with the Schnee name, due to him having married into it." I summarized to the man.

"HE DID WHAT!!" a familiar female voice shouted, which caused me to pale.

"I-is that W-Winter?" I stuttered.

"Yes, she is one of my personal guard at the moment. As a Mission for the academy. " Ironwood chuckled at my stutter.

"O-oh..." I whimper.

I was a little afraid of Winter, we got along perfectly, and even bonded a little more than Weiss and her did, due to our joint dislike for Jacque. But when she's angry, and on duty, she gets insanely scary. I would rather face the Gleam eyes solo, naked and unarmed than fight her when she's pissed.

No joke.

Anyways...

So yeah I'm just gonna skip most of this conversation by saying that I pulled a protagonist moment and somehow managed to get Ironwood to sponsor me during my time at Sanctum... in exchange I would participate in some military operations, like escorts and a few menial tasks that huntsman shouldn't have to accept, like being a crossing guard, poor Jaune but hey at least he's got milfs after him.

When the conversation was over, I finished packing and grabbed my black coat I had made.

I didn't put it on... not yet.

I walked to the front door, where my mother was crying with Weiss beside her also in tears.

Ouch... that made me feel bad, but I have to do this.

I walk towards the door, ignoring the sobbing mess that was my mother.

Unfortunately my sister had other ideas.

"Wait!" Weiss shouted.

I stopped walking just as I was about to open the door.

"Why!? Why didn't you just-"

I interrupt her.

"Just hand over my own hard work? Something I spent nearly every waking second, that I wasn't training, on developing. And just hand it over to that thing that poses as a man, and forever be his puppet!? No, I won't hand that over, not again."

"But, you won't be able to come home! Just like Winter!" Weiss shouted.

When Winter became a huntress in training she was disowned, and was now unable to be the Schnee heir, just like me.

"... that's a price I'm willing to take..." I said softly, as I began to push the door open.

"Please don't go! Don't... don't leave me alone!" Weiss begged.

That made me pause.

-Play: Mirror Mirror pt2-

"Weiss... there will come a time when you will meet a group of people... who will free you from this place... when you do... you won't be the loneliest of all..." I said.

It's time.

I shed my white and red coat and replace it with the black one.

I throw the white coat to Weiss, it lands at her feet.

"When that time comes... return that to me, and tell me everything. How much fun you had, and if you still think it was wrong for me to leave..."

And with that I sprint out the door and into the cold evening air, towards where Ironwood told me to meet him, which was the front gate.

[A/N: 8000 words! woo! finally finished with this chapter, to be honest I'm surprised at myself, I didn't think I'd ever do something like this. But like I already wrote before I was inspired, and when I'm inspired the Idea tends to stick with me for long periods of time... so yeah.

Anyways I hope you enjoyed reading it like I did writing it, and yes, whether you like it or not this will be a thing.

Later!]