I asked a question asking which RWBY character to do first. Blake won the poll there. Hope y'all enjoy this.

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On the dark streets of Mistral, a figure traversed the rooftops, sticking to the shadows. As he leapt into the air, the moonlight shined upon his features. He had white hair with fox ears and red eyes, wearing light armor, a rugged brown jacket, a blue scarf covering his mouth and a pendant hung from his neck.

A katana and a tanto were strapped to his waist, along with a series of pouches. As soon as he landed on the next roof, he crouched down as he gazed below.

On the streets was a rich man, the details that gave it away was the monocle he had on his right eye, the fancy robe, and the jewelry he had on. The boy smiled under his scarf as his fox ears twitched. His hands begin to move into his pouches as he took out three shurikens, throwing them as one of them hits the other, making it curve.

The two shurikens embed into the side of a post, the man being startled as he takes off down the alleyway.

Boy: (mutters) Easy pickings...

He then spawned a clone, made from the shadows. Launching it forward, he then teleports to it, the shadow disappearing as he appeared from where it was. He then lands in the alleyway. He could hear the footsteps from the rich man coming towards him.

Putting his hands in his pockets, he slowly begins walking towards the man. As the man draws closer, the boy purposely bumps into him, his hands moving swiftly as he snags the wallet, taking the lien off the man.

Rich Man: Watch where you're going, you filthy faunus.

Boy: (acting scared) S-Sorry sir!

Rich Man: Then scram!

The boy nods his head furiously as he takes off towards the main street. His act of fear then morphs to happiness as he made it to the main street, taking out the lien from his pocket.

Boy: Heh. Too easy.

Rich Man: (distance) My lien! Someone find that faunus!

Boy: Uh-oh. Gotta skedaddle now.

The boy quickly climbs up the nearest building, heading north. A few minutes later, he finds an open window, hopping in as he kicks the wooden stand that held it open.

Boy: Too easy. With this, the orphanage should be able to keep itself standing.

???: Not with that kind of money, Y/N.

The boy, now known as Y/N, turns his head towards the door, a woman looking to be in her forties.

Y/N: (guilty smile) Hey, nanny! I wasn't sneaking about! Totally wasn't!

Woman: (sigh) You're just like that Sustrai girl. 

Y/N: That's because me and Emerald were the best thieves here.

Woman: So you did steal that.

Y/N: I never said that.

Woman: (taps foot) Y/N...

Y/N: (sigh) Fine...

The boy begrudgingly hands the money to her, the woman taking it.

Woman: When are you going to stop stealing? You know this isn't what your mother wanted.

Y/N: Yeah, well, what can she do? She's dead. Not only that, my so called "father" abandoned me. (scoffs) He won the "Dad of the Year" award.

Y/N sits on his bed, resting his head on his hand. The woman then sits down and wraps an arm around the fox faunus.

Woman: Then focus on what your mother wanted you to be. And that's being a better person.

Y/N: (sigh) I know.

Woman: Now get some rest. You're scrubbing toilets as punishment for stealing and going out past curfew.

Y/N: What! C'mon, can I get another cleaning duty that's not scrubbing toilets?

Woman: Nope. Now, go to sleep child.

She turns the lights out and Y/N sighs. He takes off his belt, the weapons still equipped on the belt. He hangs it on the wall hanger and he lies down on his bed. He starts to close his eyes as he drifts off to sleep.

Hours Later...

A burning scent could be smelled, causing Y/N to wake up. As he got up, he notices that the burning smell was coming from downstairs. Quickly grabbing his belt with his weapons, he puts it on, and rushes downstairs.

He noticed that the doors to the mess hall were blocked by burning debris. The caretaker and the nanny were inside the mess hall, including the other orphans. Y/N rushes to help, summoning a shadow clone to lift up the burning debris. But he wasn't able to. He could hear the pleas from the caretaker, nanny, and the other children, telling him to run. Tears start to form in the faunus's eyes before he closes them, going back up stairs and rushing out the window, jumping out of it.

He then safely makes it to a nearby rooftop, crouched down as he watches the orphanage burn down.

He heard voices below, seeing it was the same rich man from before.

Rich Man: That'll teach that faunus scum to steal from me.

Henchman: S-Sir...? We just--

Rich Man: No one will speak of this. If I find out anyone spoke of this I'll slit your throats. Got it?

Henchmen: Yes sir!

Rich Man: Good. Now, post wanted posters of that faunus. I want to see him hang.

The henchmen begin to disperse, Y/N holding in his tears as he clutches his silver pendant. He then takes off, running to the nearest place that had an airship. He couldn't go to Vacuo due to the bloodshed. He knew how the faunus were treated in Atlas. The only place he could go to was Vale.

From the distance

From the distance, a woman with black hair and a Grimm mask was seen, watching the boy.

Woman: (thoughts) He's a trouble maker himself. Kinda like you, right, Nifa?

A Few Days Later...

After smuggling himself on an airship, Y/N had arrived himself in Vale. Currently, it was nighttime. He roamed the dark streets of Vale, seeing a man with grey hair and in a black suit with a green scarf.

Y/N: (thoughts) My next target.

Putting his hands in his pockets, he'd play it off like he'd always do. "Accidentally" bump into him and take something sneakily.

As he walked towards the man, Y/N bumps into the man, swiping a pocket watch from him.

Y/N: I-I'm sorry, sir. Wasn't looking at my surroundings.

Man: That's quite alright, young man.

Y/N: Then, I'll be going.

With a two finger salute, Y/N starts to walk away, only for the man to speak up again.

Man: Would you mind giving me back my pocket watch?

Y/N: Pardon?

Man: My pocket watch. I know you took it.

Y/N: I don't know what you're talking about Mr.?

Ozpin: Ozpin.

Y/N: Mr. Ozpin. But I can assure you, I didn't steal anything.

Ozpin: Hmm...you look familiar to a student I once knew.

Y/N: A lot of people can look like someone, sir.

Ozpin: Her name happened to be Nifa.

Both of Y/N's eyes and fox ears perked up upon hearing the name. That was his mother's name.

Ozpin: It seems that got your attention. I'll tell you everything I know about her, but...in exchange for my watch.

The red eyed boy looks around temporarily before he digs into his pockets and found the pocket watch, throwing it at Ozpin. Ozpin catches it and examines it before he puts it back in his suit pocket.

Ozpin: Now, as promised, I'll tell everything I know about her. But first, does your last name happen to be L/N? And does your middle name happen to be Astra?

Y/N: How...did you...know?

Ozpin: (chuckles) Your mother went to Beacon Academy. The White Fox of Mistral is what they called her after she graduated.

Y/N: The White Fox...?

Ozpin: Yes. Now, Mr. L/N, I have a proposition for you.

Y/N: And what would that be?

Ozpin: You come to my school and become a Huntsman, and use your skills for good.

Y/N: And if I don't accept?

Ozpin: Then you go to prison for attempted robbery, those included of the ones you did in Mistral.

Y/N: (grumbles) Fine.

Ozpin: Splendid! The bullhead arrives at seven tomorrow. Don't be late.

The Headmaster of Beacon then heads into another direction, disappearing into the night. Y/N glances up towards Beacon Academy, clutching his mother's pendant.

Y/N: So you went there, huh, mom? Guess I'll try it, too.

The fox faunus then starts to head in another direction who knows where.

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I had asked the question of which character I would do in RWBY and the majority voted for Blake. Another one of the reasons why I made a Blake book was because of ZuitheRedfox's Blake book, Polished Fangs. Highly suggest you read it. One of the best Blake fanfictions I've read.

First things first, your semblance is shadow manipulation. You can use your own shadow as well as others as an extension of yourself. Additionally, you can create a shadow clone and use it to help you or teleport to it. You can also use your shadows to manifest weapons and create wormholes. Basically like Bi-Han/Noob Saibot from Mortal Kombat. You're aura color is a dark grey.

As for appearance wise, you can pick whatever you want, but the closest representation is to what Bell Cranel looks like as Bell has red eyes and white hair. But you can choose whatever you want to look like.

Hope y'all enjoyed the chapter and look forward to the next one.