Nathen pov.

I was laying on the ground my ears ringing. I was just beaten by my 'loving family.' It's been 10 years since they say they took me in. Uncle Qrow is my only relief since when he comes over they leave me locked up in my room or he opens my window at night somehow so I can get some fresh air from my bloody room. I mean literally bloody. Like there is dried blood all over the floor. The beatings started when summer passed away a few years back. My sister ruby is about 9 and yang the bitch is 11. I'm 11 too. But back to the present. I was recently beaten because I apparently broke a vase. It was yang. That bitch. I  felt the blood come out of my mouth when i heard a door open. "UNCLE QROW!" Rubys innocent voice called out. I smiled with relief and sat a bit trying not to call out in pain. Now the thing about me that's weird is that I can heal in a matter of minutes. But the pain is so fucking intense. It's weird because I don't have an aura. I groaned a bit when I heard footsteps coming to the door. I leaned against the wall still sitting when I saw Qrow come in.

"Hey ki- what happened?" Qrow was at my side in an instant and was holding my face. I chuckled as I felt my broken rib crackle back into place.

"Ah fuck!" I say in pain as I hold my ribs. "What do you think happened?" I said with a groan.

"Yang?" Qrow asked disappointed. I shook my head with a smirk. "Tai?"

"Both." I say when I heard more foot steps.

"What are you doing in his room uncle Qrow?" I heard the bitch say in annoyance.

"I'm checking on my nephew." He said as I chuckle in my head. "Beside his 'birthday' is coming up soon." I smiled at that. They usually celebrate my birthday on the day they found me in the water. Why I got there and how I lived I got no clue.

"It doesn't matter. He's not worth it anyway." Yang said before walking away.

"God if she wasn't my niece I would-" I grab his shoulder. "Right. Nathen the reason I'm coming here is because I want you to run away."

"What?" I said a bit confused. "That came from no where."

"I'm sick and tired of watching them hurt you. So on your birthday I want you to run right out your window and down to a completely blackened oak tree that's hallowed out in the middle." Qrow explained quietly to me as I nodded. "Inside the tree is going to be an Axe with its blade covered in clothe. I'll meet you there at midnight okay?" I nodded again and looked over Qrows shoulder to see Ruby with big eyes.

"Brother?" She said quietly. Qrow turned and motioned her over. "Are you leaving us?" She had tears in her eyes as she hugged me. "Please don't."

"I'm sorry Ruby but I don't belong here." I sighed hugging back. "Something in my blood us telling me I don't belong." Qrow was silent letting us have a moment. "Hey but I promise that I will see you again." She nodded as I wiped tears from her eyes. "You 2 should go. Tai and Yang might suspect something if you don't." I hugged both of them and they left closing the door. "Guess I should start writing a note." I mutter and grab a piece of paper writing a note to Tai and Yang.

Timeskip. 2 days later

I looked out my window to see the moon high in the sky. I smirked and grabbed my bag from my closet and opened my window as silently as possible. I looked back into the room making sure I didn't leave anything before I jumped out and landed on the wet grass. I started to run fast not looking where I was going. Now most people, when running from something have fear. Me? I was trying to not yell out in victory. I had finally left that horrible place. As I ran I heard growls and creatures hunting me but i didn't care. Because i knew that when i looked back to where I was running from, I smirked happily. I didn't care if I was attacked. I just cared if it tai or that bitch attacking me. I turned my head back to see a large dead black oak tree just like Qrow described. I slide to a stop and put my hand against. It felt familiar, as if I've seen it before. I closed my eyes and tried to think when my mind became clouded of a man with a red tattoo over his eye and a look of no emotion. I felt my lips tug into a smile before an image of a snake appeared with a tilted head. I opened my eyes and smiled confused. "Should I remember them?" I asked myself before I reached into the hallowed tree. I felt my hand brush against a smooth wooden handle. I grip it with more familiarity and pulled it out.

I saw a cloth hanging off it and saw Naten written on it. "Nathen. But that's my name." I ran my hand over the cloth when I heard a large growl. I turned around slowly and saw a grimm beowolf. I held the axe ripping the cloth off stuffing it in my bag and grinned at the Wolf. "Bring it." It ran at me full force while I rolled to the side and tried to swing my axe at it. My axe grazed it's skin making it howl. It turned to me and in desperation I throw the axe making it lodge itself in its shoulder. The wolf growled and charged. I held my eyes closed accepting my fate when I heard a thud. I opened my eyes and saw the wolf dead. An arrow had pierced it's head and it slowly crumbled to dust. I followed the trojectory of the arrow upward to see a woman crouched in a tree holding a bow and in a silvery hood. "Who are you?" I asked grabbing my axe from the ground. The woman jumped down and put her bow on her back.

"I'm Artemis. Goddess of the hunt." The woman pulled back to show silvery hair and moon colored eyes. I grunted in a laugh.

"God's don't exi-AAAAAGGGGHHHH!" I yelled in pain as I grabbed my head. It felt as if it was stabbed with hot steel swords. The pain subsided and I felt blood run down my nose.

"Well they do because you're the son of one nephew." Artemis said in a mockery type of tone. "Come with me if you want to learn more." She held out her hand. I growled at her and grabbed it.

"Fine. But only because I want to know who I am." I said gruffly.

"Good but first let me introduce you to my brother." She said and with a bright shine of a light a man appeared with a cocky look. "Apollo."

"Hey there slick." Apollo said giving me finger guns. I noticed how he was wearing a gladiator suit of armor.

"Why are you dressed like that?" I asked.

"Incase we get attacked." He said smirking.

"I hate this already."