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It was an average summer day the sun was shining, the breeze was just right to cool off the heat from the sun, a young Y/n was playing in the woods not far from his home town. Y/n lived in a small town only really seen by travelers and residents. Y/n lived here with his mother. Anyhow Y/n was playing in the woods with a wooden practice sword pretending to be a Huntsman slaying Grimm.

"Ha aahh take that and that and a bit of these!" Said the young faunus swinging his sword hitting a tree, but missteps and trips "ahh! Aaahh!" As he falls his sword goes flying into the brush

*THUNK*

???: "OW WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!!"

Someone yelled from behind the trees and brush. This startled Y/n, who quickly turned to see who or what yelled. Russling was heard as the figure walked out. It was a tall man with tan skin, long black hair pulled into a ponytail, and he had some armor on with a sword at his hip. His most noticeable feature was the long scar across his face over his left eye.

This man went by many names Samuel, Jetstream Sam, Minuano, and few others but to Y/n he was simply,

Y/n: DAD! Your back!

Yells an exited Y/n who run to his father giving him a hug, As Sam rustles his hair.

Sam: hey kiddo, what are you doing way out here?

Y/n: well I was playing and pretending I was like you and was out fighting Grimm

Sam: really well I'd say I start actually training you

Y/n: REALLY SO THEN I COULD BECOME SUPER STRONG

Sam: yes, *under breath* and so the no one else gets smacked in the head by you

Y/n: what was that dad

Sam: nothing my dear boy now let's get home, I am starving

With that both father and son left the forest heading home. Walking through the small town waving and saying hi to the local market, they soon walked up to their home. As they entered a wonderful smell almost immediately hit them.

Sam: and that my boy is why I married your mother.

???: Oh really is that all

Y/n: Mama!

Y/n runs up and hugs her burying his head into her apron covered stomach.

Sam: hehe, no not at all

This woman, a.k.a your mother, is named Amaru. Ironic because it means big snake and she is a lizard faunus just like Y/n, she had tan skin long wavy (h/c) sharp teeth showing in her warm smile, slanted (e/c) eyes, along with a slightly muscular body from working. Although she wasn't as tall as Sam she was still taller than average.

Amaru: oh really, prove it

She said getting closer to Sam,

Sam: gladly

He said leaning towards her, then-

*GROWL*

Y/n: mom I'm hungry

Amaru: we'll finish this later "Jetstream Sam"

She walked towards the kitchen putting an emphasis on the title as Sam audibly gulps, and soon leaves to change out of his armor.

-small time skip brought to you by a little Y/n pretending to be Sam-

A short while goes by as the family now sits down around a table full of food talking about their days,

Sam: and the moment it leaped I pulled the trigger firing Murasama into my hand slashing the Ursa in two

Sam said while while eating a piece of chicken pot pie

Y/n: Whoa dad that's so cool! Also mom dad said he's gonna start training me soon, isn't that awesome

Amaru: really did he now,

She looks over at Sam with a raised eyebrow,

Sam: well he has always been fascinated with the art of the sword, so I figured who better to teach him than the Great Minuano

Amaru: so full of yourself

Sam: *under breath* yeah well so were you

Amaru: what was that

Sam: uh nothing dear 'damn she's terrifying '

Amaru: well if your training tomorrow then make sure to eat all your food so you'll have plenty of energy tomorrow

Y/n: Yes mom

As Y/n started wolfing down food in came Wolfie, the family dog a big fluffy husky

Sam: ah Wolfie where have you been

Y/n: HII WOOFI

Amaru: don't talk with food in your mouth

Y/n: *swallows* hi Wolfie, mom can I go play with Wolfie outside for a bit

Amaru: did you finish your food Y/n

Y/n: yup

He said showing her the empty dishes

Amaru & Sam: 'damn can he eat'

Amaru: alright finish your juice then you can go, just make sure your back before the street lights come on.

As Y/n chugged and left

Y/n: you got it mom, now come here boy

He leaves with Wolfie, as Sam and Amaru pick up and start cleaning the dishes.

Amaru: are you sure it is the best idea to start training him already

Sam: we know we can't stop him from running into a battle so the best way we can ensure he makes it home is by giving him the means to cut down his opponent

Amaru: your right, *shuts off water* now prove to me you didn't just marry me for my cooking

She pulls Sam with her

-small time skip, brought to you by Y/n and Wolfie covering they're ears from the loud noises-

The next day

Y/n and Sam were at a clearing in the forest. As Sam was walking with a slight limp checking to make sure his son's stance was right.

Sam: yes good now show me strike a b c and d in that order

Y/n went through to slashes going down, up, horizontal, and ending with a thrust messing up on the last one falling,

Sam: good on your first try now do it again the best way to get better is to work on it,

Y/n: got it dad

Y/n and work on these motions for days, weeks even until he could do them in rhythm and sink

Sam: good very good, now that you got the basic stuff, let's go into something more advanced

Sam pulls out his own practice sword,

Sam: fighting is the best way to discover your own style your, own rhythm. Now show me what you've got

Y/n rushes at Sam going through A b a c a d a b a

Sam: Good now keep it up

He said parrying and dodging

Sam: the best way not to get injured is to simply not get hit

Sam then hit Y/n's sword with his own causing the younger faunus to fall back dropping the wooden sword.

Y/n: darn it, I'm so much weaker

Sam walks over putting a reassuring hand onto Y/n's shoulder,

Sam: don't worry there's no shame in being weak my child the only shame is in staying weak. Now what will you do

Y/n stands up slowly and picks up the sword getting back into his stance the fire of determination burning hot and bright in his eyes ,

Y/n: I'm going to beat you

Sam: Yes good very good I like that. Now LETS DANCE!

As both rushed at each other Y/n's true training began...

A/n: so what do you think eh not bad right? I am open you helpful criticism if it helps make the story better. Well see you next chapter

Bye