White fang and Grimm were everywhere, killing anything in its path, and the house was dancing to the song of fire. The flame poked at my flesh as if the thought of me being here was a annoyance to the mighty force. My father was trying to fight of the men in white masks and animal tails, while my mother quickly shoved me and my older sister in the closet. She handed us 2 necklaces, each a half moon, and told us to put them on.

"(Y/n) protect your sister, and both of you put on the necklaces"

We quickly nodded, and did as told, while she placed us behind some fire prof clothes, and threw up a heat shield around us with her special magic. Turning to me, she took of her small, silver round ring, with tiny inscription on it.

"You wear this alright, and don't lose it. You give it to someone special you hear?"

I nodded, the tears forming in my eyes, and she kissed my head, and then Annabels, telling us she loved both of us one last time. Of course I didn't know that, I had just woken up 2 minutes ago. She closed the closet and I heard the sound of a weapon being loaded, and my mom grunting.

"GET BACK FROM MY CHILDREN YOU SON OF A BITCH!"

I heard the screaming of men, and the sounds of battle, while my sister buried her head in my chest, and I held her tight. I heard more sounds of battle, and a women crashed through the door, a weapon in hand. My mom quickly sliced her down with her axe bow, and told me to stay back.

"(Y/n) don't come near mommy! Get back get back!"

Something grabbed her by the throat from behind, the hand the color of Grimm. Her neck slowly started to turn that color, and I stood up, about to help my mother.

"Run! Both of you!" She struggled to say, trying to hit the person so she could breathe. I quickly pushed my sister to the very edge of that closet, and sat her down, as I turned back to the flaming women and ran at her, holding up my fist. She smacked my aside, and I hit the wall hard.

"(Y/n)!"

She threw my mom through the door, and came over to me, conquering a glass knife and smiling a sadistic smile. She slowly scrapped the knife across my stomach, not hitting anything vital, but deep enough to leave a scar.

"(Y/n)!".

"(Y/n)....."

The women with the burning eyes laughed as I screamed, and turned back to my mother, while my sister crawled over to me, and tried  to drag me out with her.

"(Y/n)!".

"Wake up dumbass!".

My mothers screams were the last things I heard before I fell unconscious....

"Come on (Y/n) someone is here!".

I shot up, and smacked my head against the top of the bunk beds. Groaning, I began stepping out of bed, rubbing my head.

"Mrs Sydney says someone is here to see us!".

I rolled my eyes, and stood up, looking straight at the mirror of my shared bedroom. From the sounds of it, she was walking upstairs to our room, and I narrowed my eyes, looking at my stomach. The scar was still there, along with my hard earned abs. Being a bounty hunter comes with its perks, but unfortunately this bounty hunter lost a lot of equipment last night, but lucky had made some new stuff so he would at least have some armor. I walked over it my closet and threw on some jeans, a shirt, some socks, and pulled out a brown leather jacket, complete with shoulder, forearm chest and back plating, and lined with thin strips of impact absorbing metals. I flipped a switch in my closet, and my torn up armor was revealed, along with my belt and weapons. I grabbed all my usual stuff, and threw the guns on the bed, with the safety on, and then flipped the switch again. To further hide it, I pressed down on the covering, and it flipped around to become the same color, texture and shape of the piece that would be missing on the wall. I looked to my bag of money over in the corner, and smiled at it, walking out of the room and downstairs, passing my sister who was throwing her hair up.

"New reports are talking about how a schnee was rescued last night by a expert bounty hunter. Any idea who it was?".

"No, not at all. Though I did get pay day last night".

"How much?".

"You mean how much do you get? 10,000. Your share is under my bed".

"And I said that you would be only be killed...".

Back when I first started, good old sis didn't approve, especially since I was still in engineering school, while she was at signal. The schools were pretty similar, but ours focused on the background and building aspect of fighting Grimm, as in designing weapons, technology, Computers, flying and military and stuff. The computer jobs so to put it. She was a year ahead of me actually, and would be starting beacon soon, while I simply would be lying around the house, since my application to beacon still pending. My thoughts were interrupted though, when the head taker Mrs Sydney stopped me.

"Someone is here to see you (Y/n), some head teacher. Ozpin I believed his name was".

No way! Ozpin was here to see me! This is great! I wonder why though, I mean yeah I did send in a application a couple of times, but I didn't think.....

"Ah, Mr (L/n), please, take a seat...".

I did as told when I entered the kitchen, and nodded. I started to go over the realms of why he was here, and no matter what I came up with, it didn't really seem like any of them were reasonable. There was a silence for a bit, before he spoke up again.

"Today Mr (L/n), I'm here about you applications to beacon..".

I nodded and said "you want me to stop sending those or something? If so, it's really polite of you to tell me in person...".

He sipped some more of his coffee, and took a bite of a cookie, before he spoke up.

"Something of that nature. I looked at all application, records, reports. 12 thefts, all for parts, 1 break in, nothing stolen of course, but you did download something. 2 aggravated assaults, but the victims were later proved white gang members. Quite a history you have young man. Not to mention black market tech trading, junk yard thefts, and late night break ins to local forges just to use them. Private donations to struggling families, small business, and even science fair projects".

I narrowed my eyes, and said in a calculating tone

"They only caught me and charged me for 3 of those. And everything else was secret How did you know about the others? Who are you?".

He leaned into the table, tightening his grip on his staff slightly.

"You also have a massive increase and decrease to savings in your account, enough lien so that you wouldn't have to work for the rest of your life or for your children to not have to work for the rest of their lives. And somehow the money you lose always seems to end up at orphanages like this one, or into the pockets of local police forces or anything else that might need hush hush or favors ever now and then. This kind of money can only be made this fast if you were a bounty hunter, or more specifically....."

He took another sip of his coffee, cracking at half smile as I realized he could feel my anxiety spiking as he spoke.

"....That only somebody with a lot of skill and rep would be able to make that kind of money in that amount of time. I have been watching you for a long time. Ever since you created one of the most curious weapons today, weapons that the anti fang uses today...".

I jumped up from the table, and went to reach for my gun, but forgot it was there.

"What's so special about my guns? Also how do you even know I'm the anti fang? Just wild guessing?".

Somehow he was able to keep his calm and stood up.

"As you know, I have already accepted your sister into beacon, but you, you are a special case. Normally with this type of record you would be expelled or declined, but you use your crime for good, and in a world where everything is so black and white, a little grey doesn't hurt".

Just then, Annabel walked in, and dropped the plate of pancakes she had.

"You want me to attend beacon academy? Even though I'm......someone...." I asked, shocked form how straight forward he was being.

He nodded, and gave a warm smile, looking to his watch.

"Now, our flight leave in about 10 minutes, and it will take a hour do to a detour of picking someone up, but to fear, we will not delay. Please, pack your things, and hurry, otherwise my offer may not still be standing".

My mouth dropped, and I stuttered out "uh I uh.....".

"(Y/n), I'm aware you are not yet old enough to attend, and agreements have been made for you to skip a year, but don't worry, with your build and physical appearance, you will blend right in, yet stick out. Now, go packs your clothes, your 10 minutes has turned to 8".

Before I had time to think, my body went into rush mode, and I quickly started packing everything I would need. Starting with my guns.....