Hello and welcome back to A Summoner Approaches! Now, instead of covering the specific events that led up to Y,N gaining the book of summons and learning from them, I've decided to take a different route this time. In this sets of events, we're going to skip directly into the first episode of RWBY Volume 1. Don't fret however, those origin events will be covered.....you'll just have to see when. Regardless, another thing you might have noticed is that the MHA girls have been completely removed, and this was with a good reason. I merely need to learn and understand more about MHA before I insert any of their characters into my stories or placing a story in that setting. Which is why you now see Jinx and Vi from LoL: Arcane and the duo of Kale and Caulifla from Dragon Ball instead. Anyway, I'm your host/author of the night or day OverlordAKX and I don't own anything except my account, this idea, and my OC's. As always sit back, relax, and enjoy the chapter!

WITHOUT FURTHER ADO

LET'S GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Y,N POV, Location: Vale

Y,N: *frowns as he mumbles* Lighting dust rounds, lighting dust rounds, where are those damn lighting dust rounds!

*Y,N was never a night person; he hated staying up late. However, this was a notable exception, thanks to silly forgetfulness and pre-academy jitters. He recently got accepted into the prestigious and well-known academy known as Beacon. While the boy initially believed he had everything he needed to begin his journey into becoming a mighty and respected Hunter.....he had forgotten something important. He had forgotten to purchase some more lightning dust rounds! Arguably the most crucial elemental Dust that his weapons needed, and he nearly forgot them! Once he realized his mistake, the hopeful hunter was delighted to come across a dust store that was open this late and was incredibly grateful that it wasn't packed to the gills with other forgetful students and soon-to-be peers. The only people in the store were the old man that ran the business and a girl wearing a red cloak, with the latter being nose-deep in a weapon's magazine. Y,N had quickly rushed over to the alley on the opposite side of the store that the girl was down and began his search for lightning dust.*

Y,N: *mumbles in a semi-panicked tone as he continues to scoot Dust packet's containing non-lightning dust rounds aside* Why is it this difficult to find lightning dust rounds?

*It was almost like the gods above didn't want him finding his lightning dust rounds! It was so annoying! Yet, as the soon-to-be Beacon student kept shuffling around the shelves, desperately attempting to locate the object of his panicked wants, he didn't hear the faint ring of the bell that signaled a person's arrival. He was so caught up in the hunt for lightning dust round that he didn't even look back at who or...rather the people who entered the store. Neither had the girl wearing the red cloak, but she had been wearing headphones, meaning she was even more oblivious to what was happening. The six men, including their flamboyantly dressed leader, looked around the small shop before gazing at the display of dust crystals. Little did Y,N, or the girl know that this particular nighttime escapade would lead to fascinating circumstances.*

Roman POV, Location: Vale

Roman: *approaches the elderly shopkeeper while flicking his lit cigar onto the floor* Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a Dust shop open this late?

Henchman#1: *points his gun directly at the frightened shopkeeper's chest*

Shopkeeper: *raises his hands, with a bead of sweat running down his forehead* P-please! Just take my Lien and leave!

Roman: *hushes the frightened shopkeeper* Shhh, shhh, shhh, shhh, calm down, we're not here for your money. *tilts his head towards his henchmen* Grab the Dust.

*One of the nameless goons Roman had employed swiftly opened the case they brought and grabbed a containment cylinder to avoid agitating the infamous criminal. Continuing at a quick pace, two of the goons hooked the cylinder to one of the dust housing units aligned neatly on the wall. The hired goons made sure that not a single powdered piece of Dust was shattered or broken during this procedure...less they endure Roman's wrath. While this operation may have seemed like your run-of-the-mill Dust robbery, a kind of felon that was commonplace given Dust's near-universal application, one thing set this apart from your standard affair: Mr. Roman Torchwick. Nearly everyone in the criminal underworld from Vale to Mistral and everywhere in-between knew of Torchwick, either from a brief encounter or from rumors.*

Henchman #2: *places another case in front of the shaking shopkeeper, before saying in a severe tone* Crystals. Burn. Uncut.

*The shopkeeper gulps before complying with the goon's basic but effective commands. As he viewed the individual progress of his goons, a small smile crept its way onto Roman's face. How could he not smile! He loved it when an operation went accordingly. Meanwhile, another henchman went for another containment cylinder to continue the successful process...before something caught his ears. A confused look adorned his face as he heard muted lyrics of a song coming from an area of the shop they hadn't touched yet. While this goon investigated the mysterious audio, a second goon faintly heard some panicked mumbling coming from another location that they hadn't swept through; a scowl befell his face as he imagined this was some unseen client calling the cops. As the two goons stepped towards the unknown audio sources, both unsheathed their swords. What they found on their respective ends were two separate people, a girl with silver eyes and a boy with red eyes.*

Ruby POV, Location: Vale

https://youtu.be/Tb1_93M8SXA

Henchman #3: *approaches the girl who was still combing through a weapons magazine before pointing his sword at her back* Alright, kid, put your hands where I can see 'em. *waits for a few annoying seconds before being greeted by zero response except the music blaring from her headphones* Hey! I said, hands in the air! Have you got a death wish or something?

*After being greeted by no response again, the henchman snarls at this girl's lack of surroundings and forcibly turns her around. This sudden, jarring motion caused her hood to drop, which revealed a surprised look on her face. The henchman continues to frown as he hears the muted audio of a song emanating from the girl's headphones and proceeds to make a motion for her to lower them. The henchman was almost compelled to laugh in victory as he had finally gotten her blasted attention.*

Ruby: *proceeds to lower her headphones before asking curiously* Yes?

Henchman #3: *sighs in irritation before he repeats once more* I said, put your hands into the air, now! This is your final warning!

Ruby: *tilts her head slightly* Are you....robbing me?

Henchman #3: *all but shouts* Yes!

Ruby: *realization dawns over her face* Oooohhhhhh......

*During this brief interaction between criminal and customer, and a similar one happening a few rows down, Roman continued to wait for his gaggle of nameless thugs to finish the heist. All of them were attempting to move at a quick pace but were trying not to accidentally shatter or scratch a piece of Dust. Roman, the experienced and renowned criminal that he was, didn't expect any kind of trouble to arise during this nearly silent nighttime operation! His expectations for a quick, quiet, and painless operation were swiftly dashed as he heard two of his goons shout "Hey!", which was followed by a high-pitch "Hyah!", and then both goons went sailing past him and slammed into the wall. The smile of an operation gone well dissolved into a frown of annoyance as Roman calmly motioned for two other goons to handle these two interlopers. The two interfering annoyances glanced at one another, shared a nod, and then returned their attention to the upcoming gun-wielding henchman.*

Y,N POV, Location: Vale(a few moments prior)

Henchman#4: *approaches the boy who was still frantically combing through shelves* Kid, if I were you, I'd put your hands where I can see 'em. No funny movements.

Y,N: *says in an irritated tone* Sir, if you're attempting to mug me, we'll have to raincheck. I'm kinda busy at the moment if you couldn't analyze!

Henchman #4: *is clearly taken aback by the boy's words, before recomposing himself and pointing his sword at his shoulder* I don't think you heard me the first time, so allow me to say it more straightforward. *raises his voice* Put your bloody hands where I can see 'em! Otherwise, I'll begin chopping your body into little pieces!

Y,N: *turns around, with the goon now pointing the sword at his chest* Sir, you realize this will halt my search for lightning dust rounds, right?

Henchman #4: *yells, with a noticeable tic mark on his forehead* I don't give a crap if this interrupts your little, insignificant search! You're gonna listen to me, and I'm going to take all of the damn Dust in this store!

Y,N: *flinches before his eyes narrow and his muscles tense* Excuse me.....would you kindly repeat what you said?

Henchman #4: *grits his teeth before saying in an aggressive tone* I said, you little piece of crap, I'm going to take all of the Dust in this store!

Y,N: *chuckles menacingly* That's what I thought, sir. Just needed some clarification.

Henchman #4: *growls with an annoyed edge to it* Alright, now that you got your freakin' clarification, will you finally put your hands up!

Y,N: *smiles, which contained a menacing undertone* Certainly. *raises his hands up* But you're not going to be taking my lightning dust rounds or any kind of Dust in this store

Henchman #4: *laughs* Oh yeah, Mr. tough guy? Who's gonna stop us? You?

Y,N: *nods slowly* Yeah, I think I will.

*Y,N's hands begin to glow a faint purple-silverish aura, which causes the goon's eyes to widen in horror. His cockiness and authority were lost to the wind as the boy in front of him weren't some average, defenseless, quivering civilian coward....no....this kid was an academy student! Feeling terror course his veins, the goon tried to quickly end this by plunging the sword deep into this annoying kid's chest! It was his only way to achieve victory! But to the mounting fright beginning to build...the sword wouldn't move! The damn thing wouldn't budge from the position it was in! It was like the blade was struck with fear! The goon grunted and groaned as he attempted to move his stuck-in-nothing blade. The few beads of sweat on his face turned into a mini-waterfall as further panic surged throughout his entire body. Eventually, the weight was too unbearable, and the goon let his sword clatter against the tile, and to the goon's shock, the sword had indented the flooring...just by landing on it!*

Y,N: *shouts* I won't let you take any of this Dust! Not when I still haven't found my damn lightning dust rounds!

Henchman#4: *stutters* Y-Y-You're gonna fight us because you don't want us to take your precious lightning round Dust.... *yells* what the hell is wrong with ya!

Y,N: *scoffs* That's like the pot calling the kettle black.

Y,N POV, Location: Vale(Present time)

Henchmen #5 and #6: *raises their guns at Y,N, and Ruby, respectively* Freeze!

*In one second, the henchmen held the two interlopers at gunpoint, and in the next, they had been sent crashing out both shop windows. Ruby's attacker, alongside Ruby herself, had been sent crashing through the window via an incredibly swift kick directly to the face. Meanwhile, Y,N's attacker, had been dispatched simply by waving his hand when his semblance was active, which restrained the thug due to inserting enough gravitational weight that he couldn't move but would still be able to stand. He quickly followed this up with a punch directly to the face. While the opponent wouldn't have been moved due to their increased gravitational weight, Y,N undid his semblance's handiwork right when he punched the goon, causing the poor nameless bastard to go flying through the window.*

Henchmen #7: *yells as he grabs the gun from his unconscious ally* What are we waiting for! Let's waste this, kid!

*Hearing the yell and the frantic clicking of shoes on the tile as a thug ran to grab one of the dropped guns, Y,N's body went on complete auto-instinct. In one swift movement, he grabbed his weapon out from a custom-tailored holster on the inside of his outfit, which rested right next to an ancient-looking booking. With one button click, it transformed from a medium-sized brown slab into a dual-bladed scythe. Giving it a twirl, Y,N clicked a button in the center, which caused two scythe blades to disconnect from the center holding, with only dual chains keeping them attached. Y,N gave one of the scythe blades a test whirl before skillfully shooting it out towards the thug, whose fingers were about to grasp the gun, yet the blade flew over the target causing the goon to laugh menacingly as the weapon was now firmly in his hands.*

Henchmen #7: *laughs aggressively* Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, kid! Your aim is worse than my wife's! Now you better get on the ground, or I'll splatter these walls red with your blood!

*If the thug anticipated the boy to comply with his demands, he got the opposite. Y,N smirked instead of cowering in fear or begging for mercy, which pissed the goon off tremendously! Wrapping his finger around the trigger, the thug was about to shoot the annoying interloper directly in the face....yet before he could, a searing pain erupted onto his backside! The goon didn't realize that Y,N's plan included him grabbing the gun and lowering his guard! And while his foe was taunting and laughing victoriously, Y,N, in a subtle movement, clicked a button located on the right side of the weapon, and the blade flew back towards him. The goon yelped in resounding pain as the blade slammed into his back. And as the thug came sailing towards him, Y,N ended his night with a solid dropkick, with the recoil of the blow allowing Y,N to leap through the window shattered by an enemy earlier, and the goon slammed harshly against the shopkeeper's main display desk. Rejoining his partner on the street, Y,N transformed his weapon back into its slab form and pocketed it; as the other goons peered through the window, which Ruby had shattered and glared at them. Ruby proceeded to get up and grab the red metal box held in a holster on the back of her waist, which then unfolded to reveal her weapon....with the said weapon being a goddam scythe that was bigger than her body!*

Y,N: *thinks* I Didn't know I would have any action tonight.....but at least it's helping in shaking off the pre-academy jitters, ha-ha!

Roman: *scowls* Damn kids.

Ruby: *smiles back before twirling her weapon around and striking it into the ground, before then turning off her headphones*

*END THEME*

Roman: Okayyy...*looks towards his remaining henchmen before tilting his head towards Y,N and Ruby* Get them!

*The five remaining henchmen bust out of the shop entrance and charge toward the two annoyances; three rushed towards Ruby, and two challenged Y,N. Seeing the three goons rushing towards her, Ruby spins around on top of her scythe and kicks the first approaching criminal in the face, causing him to fall back-first onto the floor and cradle his face. She then gets Crescent Rose out of the ground and fires it off to hit another one with the butt of her weapon, which sends him flying. Ruby fired again, bringing the side down on one attacker, and dodged the next unfortunate goon's gunfire with her rifle's speed. Dodging the gunfire several times while zooming around the street, Ruby used her speed to get her close enough to knock him into the air, followed by another shot of her rifle to follow him upwards. She then slammed him back onto the concrete with her weapon, with the goon's wounded and unconscious body landing a few inches in front of Roman's feet before Ruby herself landed back onto the street.*

https://youtu.be/nhvRYUrL-_Q

Y,N: *sighs in disappointment as he only has to fight one goon* Oh, so you guys think the girl with a transformable weapon is more dangerous than the guy who doesn't have one?

Henchmen #10: *nods* Yeah...are you stupid or somethin' to think otherwise?

Henchmen #11: *smirks and cracks his knuckles* Yeah, we're going to smash your head into the concrete!

Y,N: *shakes his head* No, I'm not stupid. Not at all. *snickers* But it seems like you've missed out on something important. A little something that can make a person without a weapon more dangerous and lethal than a person with one. But it does make sense that you don't know what it is, being a common thug.

Henchmen #10: *smirks as he unsheathes his sword* And what would that be, deadmeat?

Henchmen #11: *snorts* Yeah, we'll be receptive to what "pearls of wisdom" you grant us!

Y,N: *smirks victoriously* You're about to find out. I just wanted to give you a little lesson about not underestimating your opponent.

Henchmen #10: *says in a confused tone* What the hell are you talking about?

Y,N: *says in an ominous tone* Turn around....and have a nice trip. Maybe I'll see you again next fall.

Henchmen #10: *says in an even more confused tone* Wha----?

Henchmen #11: *eyes widen* Holy shi----!

Y,N: *smirks* I do love my little tricks.

*Turning around, the first goon's eyes widened as he saw a charged piece of fire Dust hurtling towards him! Before he even had time to react, the charged fire Dust slammed into his stomach, which caused some loose saliva to fly out of his mouth. The goon gasped in terror as he desperately attempted to throw away the piece of soon-to-be exploding Dust, yet before he could even try to do so, the Dust had exploded, and he had been sent soaring through the air. Wisps of smoke flowed through the air, and tiny energy sparkles glistened before dissipating into the wind. The goon landed at the entrance of the alleyway he, his fellow goons, and Roman had emerged from; he then let out a groan of agony before the beckoning void of unconsciousness overtook him.*

Henchmen #11: *grits his teeth and growls* You little bastard! I'll slice you into pieces for that!

Y,N: *mock yawns* Then come and do it already!

*If it were physically possible, then the goon in front of him would be blowing steam out of his ears like a raging bull. Then without another taunt or even a word, the thug charged at him with nothing but blistering, undeniable rage swimming behind those snazzy red sunglasses. Y,N merely smirked as he took up the boxing stance taught to him by Little Mac and began to side-step or duck underneath the thug's rage-filled, predictable swings and barbs. Sword swing after sword swing was dished out by the goon, yet no matter how fast he attempted to stab this bastard kid, he plainly moved out of his attack's range. In response to this act of dodging cowardice, the thug gritted his teeth and attempted to go for a devastating slash! Seeing this simplistic maneuver, Y,N once more roll-dodged out of the attack's way and heard the dull clang of sharpened metal clashing against immovable concrete!*

Henchmen #11: *grunts* Aaaahhhh!

*Smirking at his opponent's moment of weakness, Y,N went onto the offensive with a sharp blow with his kneecap straight to the goon's right shoulder, causing the recipient of this pain to scream out into the crisp Vale night. Shooting back up to his feet, sword wholly forgotten, and clutching his wounded shoulder, the goon stared daggers into Y,N as the boy regained his footing. Without even saying a word, the goon pitifully attempted to swing at his annoying pest with a left hook, only for Y,N to side-step right, causing the goon to crumble down in a wounded heap. Yet, the goon smirked as he got onto all fours before kicking the brat directly in the shin with a mule kick. However, Y,N learned from his boxing mentor to never let your guard down. He anticipated the maneuver and dodged the blow by jumping above the kick before landing one of his feet onto the exposed limb, resulting in an awful whimper of pain. The thug gritted his teeth and muttered a curse as he got onto a knee and breathed heavily while stealthily attempting to reach for a switchblade he had in his back pocket.*

Y,N: *thinks* Now for the finishing blow!

*Using this moment of opportunity to its fullest, Y,N performed a quick roundhouse kick directly to the thug's head, causing him to relinquish his hold on the switchblade, with the momentum causing the tiny weapon to clatter onto the concrete and go tumbling back a few inches. Getting up and cradling his wounded head, the goon narrowed his gaze as he rapidly looked back and forth between Y,N, and his dropped switchblade. His breathing became heavy and baited as he darted between his weapon and the kid. He only had one chance to make the correct move! The goon made up his mind and ran directly towards Y,N like the idiotic raging bull he was. When he got close to the calm brat, he noticed the kid re-adopted a boxer's stance, and instead of re-thinking his strategy, the goon took a massive swing towards his opponent's temple. This turned out to be his most significant and final mistake. Y,N ducked underneath the sloppy swing executed by his opponent, and within that split second of opportunity, as the thug's hand was outstretched, he counterattacked with a bone-crunching swing to the goon's face. The blow caused a tooth to fly, his sunglasses to fly, and the skin on his cheek to reverb like a tidal wave. The poor, untrained thug didn't even have a chance to register the blow as he fell onto the concrete in an unconscious heap.*

Y,N: *bows dramatically with a smirk evident on his face* And that's why you don't underestimate someone without a weapon. *waits for a response, but all he hears is a grunt of pain, followed by the tale-tell sign of silent unconsciousness* Just be thankful I didn't go all out!

*END THEME*

Roman: *says in an offhanded tone* You were worth every cent. Truly, you were. *raises his gaze back towards Ruby and Y,N, before dropping his lit cigar and crushing it with his cane as the sound of police sirens could be faintly heard* Well, Red, Dusty, I think we can all say it's been an eventful evening, and as much as I'd love to stick around...*raises his cane and opens the bottom to reveal a rifle with a cross grid* ...I'm afraid this is where we part ways.

*Roman unleashes a red blast at Ruby and Y,N, with the former firing at the ground and leaping over it, while the latter lowers his own gravitational pull, therefore allowing him to jump further back. Quickly returning his gravity to normal before he flew further back, Y,N lands back on the street and dusts himself off. When Ruby lands and looks up, she quickly surveys the area and sees Roman is no longer there. Y,N then taps her on the shoulder and points towards Roman's fleeing form, as he's quickly climbing up a ladder on a nearby building.*

Y,N: *whistles* Flamboyant criminal gang leader escaping up a ladder at three o'clock.

Ruby: *says to the onlooking shopkeeper* You okay if we go after him?

Shopkeeper: Uh-huh.

Y,N: *hums* I Didn't think tonight would have me kicking a flamboyant gang leader's butt.

Ruby: *smiles* Let's go get him, partner.

Y,N: *nods* Right behind you.

*Roman hopped onto the roof and began to make a beeline for his extraction point with his smile from earlier being reduced into a full-on frown. The operation had been going so well...and then...then those damn meddling kids had to ruin everything! That was the worst part, in his professional opinion: mere kids had ruined a perfect operation! And then, to add further insult to injury, not even his hired henchmen could defeat those brats! ...granted one had a transformable weapon, and the other had an active semblance, but that was beyond the point! Seemingly, the gods enjoyed his continuous misery as he heard both of those brats landing on the roof.*

Ruby: *yells* Hey!

Y,N: *folds his arms* Where do you think you're going? The party hasn't finished yet.

Roman: *stops at the edge of the building before hissing* Persistent.....but like I said moments ago, this is where we part ways.

*Ruby is ready to fight the fleeing criminal, while Y,N is preparing to quickly end this fight with the utilization of his semblance. Yet, before either hero could have a chance of attacking the flamboyant criminal, a getaway Bullhead rises up and opens the hatch to allow Roman inside. With a spotlight shining down and the winds picking up due to the rotors, Ruby was about to leap into the unknown to continue the battle, while Y,N momentarily considered downing this mechanical bird... he realized using his semblance here would only cause more destruction and harm. Because inserting additional gravity into a vehicle built for flight WHILE in a heavily populated civilian area, would only lead to needless destruction. However, before the duo could continue their battle with Roman, the criminal turned around and produced a red Dust gem from his pocket.*

Roman: *smirks arrogantly as he throws the gem right at the duo's feet* End of the line, Red and Dusty.

Y,N: *eyes widen as he dives for the Dust; while doing so, he thinks* I have to remove its gravity and send it floating away! Or pocket it before that bastard has the chance to ignite it! Either way, I can't let it explode!

Roman: *grins* Tsk, tsk, tsk Dusty, no spoiling the fun. *fires at the Dust with his weaponized cane and laughs victoriously as an explosion rang through the air, sparkles of flame glittered in the sky, and the rooftop was covered in smoke* Whoa-ho-ho-ho! Better luck next ti---*stops laughing as he sees something on the roof* Huh?

*As the smoke cleared, Roman's jubilation over killing those two brats turned into a look of worry as a woman wearing a teacher's outfit adorned with a purple cape stood in front of the two. In front of the newcomer was a bright purple circle or protection cast by the woman's riding crop. That very circle, which included ancient-looking runes and symbols, protected the three from being harmed by the explosion. The woman proceeded to fix her glasses, as Ruby's expression went from concerned to absolutely giddy! Both Ruby and Y,N, with the latter having gotten back up to his feet, looked on as the mysterious woman, who had a grimace on her face, waved her weapon and summoned several streaks of purple, which went flying towards the craft and slammed into it, with the act of summoning giving Y,N a horrible sense of infringement. Due to the sheer unrelenting strikes coming from the newest interloper, Roman got thrown around in the back of the Bullhead. After tumbling around and nearly banging into the wall, he growled and clawed his way towards the cockpit, where a woman wearing a red dress, his partner in this endeavor, was struggling to keep the Bullhead from crashing.*

Roman: *yells* We got a Huntress!

*Upon hearing this particularly irritating news, the unknown woman in red scowled and quickly got up from her seat to take care of the pesky interlopers once and for all, which left Roman to handle the controls of the Bullhead and keep the damn thing from crashing! Attempting to regain control wasn't going to be easy. Still, right when the flamboyant criminal grabbed the controls, which was unannounced by his partner, the interfering huntress decided to unleash more of her repertoire. She briefly glowed a bright purple before aiming and then firing a blast above the Bullhead, with one of her signature purple ruin-covered circles briefly blinking into existence before a dark storm cloud took its place. Roman had expected this blast to be aimed towards the Bullhead again and therefore tried to maneuver the craft out of her firing range, only to gaze up in confusion as thunder rumbled in his ears.*

Roman: *says in a concerned tone* The hell...?

With a flick of her riding crop, the huntress summoned large, jagged hail, which began to fall and pummel the aircraft. At first, Roman believed he would have been safe from the hail's judgment due to said hail only slamming or lodging into the craft....only for that little of theory to shatter like the window one of the pieces broke through. Quickly dodging the piece that managed to get in, panic washed over the criminal's face as he tilted his head to see that the jagged piece had only missed his head by a few inches. A shallow gulp was the only response the criminal decided to make, and now he really hoped that his partner would finish the job! And quickly! There's no telling what this crazy huntress would do next! She could probably slice this Bullhead in half if she so wanted to!*

Roman: *thinks, with a bead of sweat rolling down his face* That damn partner better make herself useful! Otherwise, we'll be lucky if we only get arrested!

*Seemingly, the gods above had enough of toying around with Roman and granted him this one request as the woman reached the back and stared down at her foes, her glass heels clacking against the metal. As the huntress' eyes narrowed at her target, a small, barely noticeable, yet sadistic grin etched its way onto the mysterious woman's face as her arms and chest lit up like fire, followed by her aiming a burst of fiery energy at the newcomer. The huntress blocked it by using her purple protection circle once more, but the flame splattered behind her and glowed brighter and brighter as the enemy raised her hand. The end result was an explosion that rocked the building the three were standing on, with Y,N acting quickly and halting the pieces thrown the farthest by the blast with his gravity-based telekinesis.*

Y,N: *thinks as he telekinetically places the broken pieces of the building onto the roof* This is completely insane! If we're not careful, this entire building is going to crumble!

*Meanwhile, the huntress was able to gracefully backflip out of the explosion, which had destroyed part of the roof, and magically gathered the shards, including the pieces Y,N had just got, to create a large arrow, which she then threw at the craft. The woman's smile soured into a frown as she shattered the arrow with several blasts, with wisps of smoke billowing every time the arrow was broken, but the makeshift weapon managed to reform just in time to hit the side of the jet. The move would have finished off the woman if Roman didn't quickly lean the Bullhead to nullify any damage. The wreckage of the giant arrow quickly separated and reshaped into several more arrow-like tendrils that encircled the craft. Yet, the woman didn't accept the stinging loss of defeat as she summoned several glowing rings around herself that expanded and destroyed the shards. Ruby, finally acting, reverts her scythe into its rifle form to fire at the woman, who blocked each shot and created several blazing circles around her three opponents. Meanwhile, Y,N desperately wanted to act further, but his semblance only worked at a close to medium range...which meant two opponents flying away on a Bullhead wouldn't work....additionally he didn't want to reveal his friends to complete and random strangers, not yet at least. Seeing the circles surrounding them, the huntress telekinetically pushed the duo and rolled herself out of the explosion's radius; before looking up to see the hatch close and the craft fly away, which caused her already sour expression to turn even more gloomy.*

Y,N: *says under his breath* Damn it. *frowns, with his shoulder sulking* First, I didn't get my lightning dust rounds, and now we didn't even capture the gang leader.

Ruby: *turns towards the blonde woman, with her silver eyes sparkling with awe* You're a huntress! *her expression turns into a pleading one* Can I have your autograph?!

Y,N: *thinks as his eyes dart between the huntress' grimace and Ruby* .... something tells me she isn't getting that autograph.... *clutches the side of his face, with a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead* and that I won't be getting my damn lightning dust rounds.

Y,N POV, Location: ????

Y,N: *mentally sighs* I knew it...

*Things....didn't go well once everything had calmed down. The huntress, who both Y,N, and Ruby learned was named Glynda, wasn't impressed or enthused in the slightest when it came to their act of selfless heroism. Even less so when she pulled up Y,N's record and saw he was going to Beacon in less than twenty-four hours....the look she gave when that information was revealed made Y,N want to crawl back into his summons' world and forget this ever happened.....yeah, tonight wasn't a good night. Now he and Ruby were sitting in a dark room, with only a singular light illuminating the table they were seated at, with the young girl's expression being one of shame. All the while, Glynda paced around the room, tablet in hand, and started talking in a highly disappointed, disciplinary tone.*

Glynda: *paces around the room* I hope that both of you realize that your actions tonight will not be taken lightly. You both equally put yourselves and others in great danger.

Y,N: *frowns and thinks* .... someone's electing to forget the part where I stopped potential debris from falling onto the street below!

Ruby: *pipes up* They started it!

Glynda: *continues to pace before stopping in front of the two* If it were up to me, you'd be sent home... With a pat on the back...*notices a small smile etch onto Ruby's face* And a slap on the wrist. *demonstrates with her riding crop*

Ruby: *barely avoids the incoming object* Eeek!

Glynda: *glances at Y,N* And you, Mr. L,N.

Y,N: *piques up at his name being called*

Glynda: *grimaces, causing the boy to flinch under her harsh glare* While I can't send you home, I can just as quickly give you a week, if not several, of detention for this little stunt!

Y,N: *a few beads of sweat roll down his face before thinking* What is with this woman and her interest in punishment!

Glynda: *sighs* But....there is someone here who would like to meet both of you.

*Glynda moves aside so a surprised Ruby and a curious Y,N can see a man primarily clad in green come through the doorway, holding a mug and a plate of cookies. The man had the aura of a wise mentor, someone with a vast amount of experience and wisdom underneath his belt. Both Y,N, and Ruby knew who the mystery man was; the biggest question was he, out of all people, specifically wanted to talk with them. Clearly, they must have done something right to garner his attention.*

Ozpin: Ruby Rose....*leans in to look at her face* You...have silver eyes. *glances over at Y,N* And Y,N L,N....you possess a gravity-manipulating semblance.

Ruby/Y,N: Uh....um...

Y,N: *scratches the back of his head* Thanks?

Ozpin: So! Where did you learn to do this! *gestures with his head at the table showing Ruby and Y,N's fighting*

Ruby: *stammers* S-Signal Academy.

Y,N: *says stoically with a tone of finality* A dear friend of mine.

Glynda: *frowns at Y,N's attitude, yet keeps her mouth shut*

Ozpin: *glances back at Ruby* They taught you to use one of the most dangerous weapons ever designed?

Ruby: *lightly smiles* Well, one teacher in particular.

Ozpin: *nods* I see.....

*Ozpin proceeds to place the plate of cookies on the table in front of Ruby and Y,N. The former tentatively picks one up, eats it in a single bite, and then shovels the rest into her mouth, not seeing any rebuttal. Y,N could only watch on with a shocked expression and a bead of sweat running down his face as he practically saw the girl vacuum all of the cookies into her mouth like Kirby...in fact, the way she devoured cookies may have put his pink puffball of a friend to shame! He didn't even have the chance to ask for a cookie! Let alone grab one! Ruby was chowing down on her cookies like a ravenous beast that hadn't been fed in a week!*

Ozpin: *glances back at Y,N* And Mr. L,N, you're saying a "dear friend" taught you those boxing maneuvers. Would you mind elaborating? After all, not everyone can be proficient in that method of fighting, especially to the point of having no difficulties.

Y,N: *sighs while avoiding eye contact with Ozpin before meeting the headmaster's gaze with a playful smirk* There isn't much of a story to tell.

Ozpin: *hums* Hmmmm. There isn't much to tell...or are you refusing to tell me?

Y,N: *eyes widen momentarily before the playful attitude returns, and a small smile appears on his face* If you're so deeply curious about how I learned those maneuvers, then allow me to say that I had the utmost privilege to study and train underneath a fantastic boxer by the name of Little Mac. Everything I know came directly from him.

Ozpin: *says in a straightforward tone* Quite the interesting tale, Mr. L,N. *pauses before speaking* However, something tells me there's still more to that story.

Y,N: *smirks whimsically* Perhaps there is, perhaps there isn't.

Ozpin: *raises his eyebrow* And would you tell us if there was?

Y,N: *shrugs, much to the silent annoyance of Glynda* Possibly. Once there's built, unbreakable trust.

Ozpin: *adjusts his glasses* I see. *turns his gaze back to Ruby, who was consuming the last of the cookies* Anyway, Ms. Rose, I wish to ask about your weapons. I've only seen one other scythe-wielder of that skill before. *pauses for a brief second before stating* A dusty, old crow...

Ruby: *perks up before mumbling through her full mouth* Oh! That's my uncle! *swallows and wipes her mouth, with a slight blush of embarrassment evident on her cheeks* Sorry, heh-heh. Anyway, that's my Uncle Qrow! He's a teacher at Signal. I was complete garbage before he took me under his wing. And now, I'm all like— Hooowaaah! Witchaaaa! *proceeds to make some karate-style poses and noises*

Y,N: *silently snickers, before thinking* Cute.

Ozpin: So I've noticed. *places his cup on the table as he leans in before sitting down on the opposite side of the table* And what is an adorable girl like yourself doing at a school designed to train warriors?

Y,N: *hums before saying whimsically mockingly* Isn't that the million-dollar question?

Glynda: *brow furrows at Y,N's actions*

Ruby: *blushes lightly at Y,N's remark before saying calmly* Well...I want to be a Huntress.

Ozpin: *asks inquisitively* You wish to slay monsters?

Ruby: *smiles brightly* Yeah! I only have two more years of training left at Signal! And then I'm going to apply to Beacon! * begins to talk faster and faster with growing enthusiasm* You see, my sister's starting there this year, and she's trying to become a Huntress, and I'm trying to become a Huntress 'cause I wanna help people. My parents always taught us to help others, so I thought, Hey, I might as well make a career out of it! *giggles*

Y,N: *an expression of disbelief befalls his face before thinking* How is she able to talk that fast?!

Ruby: *continues talking hyperactively* I mean, the police are alright, but Huntsmen and Huntresses are just so much more romantic and exciting and cool and really, gosh, you know! *flips out at the last part, staring at Ozpin and Glynda with a comprehensive, crazy smile*

Y,N: *jaw nearly slacks at how hyperactive Ruby's talking had become, before thinking* Seriously, how could she talk that fast without taking a single breath!?

Glynda/Ozpin: *both study Ruby, with a disapproving frown evident on the former's face and the latter taking a more neutral disposition*

Y,N:*places one of his hands on the right side of his face and averts his gaze towards an empty wall before thinking humorously* I wonder if her semblance has anything to do with her speedy vocal delivery.

Ozpin: *speaks up* Do either of you know who I am?

Ruby: You're Professor Ozpin.

Y,N: *finishes off Ruby's sentence* The headmaster at Beacon Academy.

Ozpin: *smiles at both before stating in a calm tone* Hello.

Y,N: *laughs before grinning cheekily* A little late for introductions, don't ya think, Oz?

Ruby: *snickers softly at Y,N's joke before smiling back at Ozpin* Nice to meet you.

Ozpin: *takes a sip of his drink before saying* You want to come to my school, Ms. Rose?

Ruby: *nods enthusiastically* More than anything!

Ozpin: *tilts his head towards Glynda and exchanges glances with her, with the blonde huntress showing her disapproval by merely "hmmphing" in response, before turning back towards Ruby* Well, okay.

Ruby: *eyes widen like dinner plates before smiling brightly*

Y,N: *smirks before stating jovially* Allow me to be the first to welcome you to the "big kids club", Ruby.

Glynda: *scowls at Y,N* Don't think you've avoided detention, Mr. L,N.

Y,N: *chuckles nervously while grabbing the collar of his shirt*

Y,N POV, Location: Bullhead flying towards Beacon(several hours later)

*Despite having fought a criminal gang, chasing after a notorious fleeing criminal, seeing a veteran huntress in action, and meeting the academy's headmaster in person....the jitters returned in full force by the time he had woken up! Perhaps it was Glynda's threat that loomed over his head, or maybe it was something else entirely. Regardless, Y,N couldn't help but lightly shake in his seat as he neared closer to his destiny. He tried his best to rid himself of these pre-academy jitters by thinking of something else, something relaxing or soothing. He had gotten this far after all! He couldn't let minuscule annoyances like fright impede his goal! Yet, thankfully Y,N wouldn't be forced to think about his jitters any longer as a loud voice shattered through his zoning out process.*

????: *yells bubbly and eccentrically, attempting to gain his attention* Hello, hello, hello, hello! Why did you look so glum! Aren't you excited?! We're going to Beacon, and we're going to become super, awesome hunters and huntresses!

Y,N: *speaks in a reserved tone, with slightly frightened undertones* Well, it's not that; I'm jittery because it's a brand-new experience. Entirely uncharted territory and all that. *laughs nervously with a skittish smile* I guess I'm not fully prepared, ha-ha!

????: *plops down on the seat next to Y,N with a joyous expression evident on her face* Well, you shouldn't be scared! What's the absolute worst thing that could happen?

Y,N: *begins to speak* I don't wish to be the source of negativity but plen----------

????: *blissfully interrupts Y,N* I know I'm excited! *clasps her hands together and smiles brightly* More excited than that time, I was able to catch some sloths and ride around on them! *mimics holding onto a horse's reigns* They tried to buck me off like enraged broncos, but I managed to hang on and tame them! We then rode off into the sunset, if you're curious!

Y,N: *glances away from the enthused girl before looking back* I really wasn't curious.*chuckles nervously* But thanks for sharing anyway. *sits awkwardly for a few seconds before saying* But...why sloths, though? Quite the random choice of animal if you ask me.

????: *almost like a record scratched, her eyes widened, and she shouted passionately* Because sloths are incredible creatures!

*Y,N honestly had no response when it came to this....enthusiastic peer of his. Her sheer imagination was far beyond anyone he had previously encountered...and that included some of his summons! He didn't know if he should indulge further into her crazy, borderline outlandish dream-scapades or walk away. Both choices had their individual pros and cons. But alas, he ultimately decided to choose the former due to a mixture of genuine, if a little foolish curiosity, and because it would simply be disrespectful to walk away. If he decided to forcibly eject himself out of the conversation, she could just follow him. Yet, as the ginger-haired female was about to continue rabbling about her sloth tale, Y,N's unknowing savior arrived.*

????#2: *yells in a concerned tone as the sound of footsteps get closer* Nora! There you are! *stops in front of Nora and Y,N with a calm expression on his face, which belies his formerly concerned tone* I was wondering where you ran off to.

Nora: *waves back rapidly* Hiya Renny! *gestures over to Y,N, who was trying his best to disappear from the conversation* I was chatting with a potential new friend! *smiles brightly* We were talking about sloths!

"Renny": *facepalms before stating* Nora, you realize those sloths only appeared in your dreams, right?

Nora: *shrugs before smiling again* I like to think it's a sign!

"Renny": *glances over at Y,N, and then back to Nora* Well, Nora, don't you think it's time we head back?

Nora: *pouts* Awwwww! But Renny, do we have to leave now? *gestures rapidly back and forth between herself and Y,N* We just started talking about sloths! The jelly could have been next! *tilts her head over to Y,N* You like jelly, right? I had a dream that me and Renny would collect so much jelly, then sell it and become rich by building a jelly empire!

"Renny": *sighs half-heartedly* Nora, that was another dream.

Nora: *demands in a fiery, abet slightly overdramatic tone* Then why did it feel so real to me, Renny!

"Renny": *shrugs* Because it was your dream. *speaks in a calm tone* Now let's go, Nora. I doubt your new friend wants to be bombarded by your imaginative dreams.

Nora: *frowns momentarily* Alright. *grins as she looks at Y,N* But that means we can continue conversing later, right?

Y,N: *gives a nervous smile and a shaky thumbs up* Certainly. It would be a...*glances at Ren, then back at Nora* pleasure to learn more about your madcap imagination.

Nora: *throws her arms up in the air* Hooray!

"Renny": *looks at Y,N and offers a small smile* My name is Lien Ren. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Nora: *says joyfully* And my name is Nora Valkyrie! And I can tell we're going to be best friends, I know it!

*And with that, the reserved male and the overly enthusiastic female took their leave, with Y,N letting out a silent sigh of relief once they were out of eyeshot. Closing his eyes and rubbing his temples, Y,N knew it was a good thing Ren arrived when he did; otherwise he would have been subjected to more of Nora's extraordinarily wild and possibly improbable dreams. Seriously! Riding sloths like they were horses! That was completely unlikely...yet she believed in those dreams with all of her heart. Thankfully she didn't say several sentences in a single breath like Ruby, yet her rapid-fire rotation of questions and dream-talk kept Y,N's mind spinning. He truly wished to Oum above that he didn't end up on the same team as her. He didn't hold anything against the passionate ginger or her rabbling...but he would only be able to handle her in small doses.*

Y,N: *thinks* How does that Ren guy put up with her for long periods?

*That was the central question coursing through Y,N's mind that wasn't related to Nora's bizarre dreams. Those two were seemingly attached to the hip, or at least knew one another fondly, given Nora's constant usage of the nickname "Renny". Yet, the...bizarre conversation, to say the least, did aid Y,N with ridding himself of the pre-academy jitters that plagued his brain. Those jitters were replaced with confusion and serenity as he was left to his own devices; both were humorously caused by Nora. Letting out a huff, Y,N placed both of his hands behind his head and decided to catch a few Z's; after all, it would be about another twenty or thirty minutes before they arrived at Beacon. However, right before he could shut his eyes and get some much needed and much deserved, in his humble opinion, rest, his eyes widened, and he shouted loudly.*

Y,N: *yells as his entire body jolts up* I forgot the Lightning Dust rounds! DAMNIT!

*The screen fades to black as Y,N slumps back down onto the seat with his hands cupping his head. It took only a singular thought that struck like a lightning bolt, and all of the fright quelled via the conversation with Nora had been rekindled! How could he forget something so important! Unbeknownst to the now re-jittered Y,N, more chaos and anarchy was happening on another part of the ship due to someone having a severely bad case of motion sickness. A certain blonde brawler and a silver-eyed reaper were freaking out thanks to recently dubbed "Vomit Boy" getting puke all over the former's shoe. However, due to panicking within his head Y,N didn't hear or simply care about what was happening in the background. Little did he know how many wild adventures, bizarre friends, and outlandish encounters he would have shortly.* 

And that's a wrap! I hope all of you massively enjoyed this Prologue chapter and are hyped for the next chapter coming soon! Said chapter will showcase the events of the "massive sleepover" and be the introduction for the manipulative, sadistic, and frightening firebender and her two equally dangerous friends. Additionally, stay tuned as I will be publishing a Bio chapter for a brand-new story in the near future, and then within the next week or two I shall publish the next highly anticipated chapter for Bizarre Shinobi! Don't Forget to Hit the Follow Button in the Face and join the Broski Army as we're on the road to 5K Followers and I know soon enough we'll conquer that milestone and then scale the summit to 7.5K Followers. You're all awesome guys and girls and I'll see you all in the next chapter. 

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