[★ Fallen Stars] || Male OC(s) x RWBY story

★ Chapter 3: Your Battle is My Battle

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[Chapter 3 - Your Battle is My Battle]

[Season 1 - Reluctant Heroes]

Bright blue skies and a vast array of greens beautifully painted the landscape of an otherwise gruelling battlefield. Standing on top of a dangerously high cliff is Professor Ozpin, staring at his scroll and following the misadventures of Weiss Schnee and Ruby Rose with careful interest. Switching from one scene to another, passing the footage of Pyrrha Nikos and Jaune Arc's trek through the woods along with Nora Valkyrie's and Lie Ren's reunion, Glynda Goodwitch walks to the front of the cliff joining Ozpin in overlooking the students. Writing down the various pairs of two that are beginning to form at a steady speed, she voices her opinions on a certain two brothers.

Glynda: "It would seem that the last pair has been formed, sir. Beryl Roux and Uller Solreign. Chaotic in nature, but it seems like both of them have ways of containing one and the other. Still, they seem more organised than Miss Nikos' partner."

Ozpin: *wizar- I mean, headmaster noises*

Glynda: "I do not care what his transcripts say, that Jaune boy is not equipped for this level of combat, he is barely keeping himself together... sigh, I suppose we'll see soon enough. Speaking of, what did you use as the relics this year?... Professor Ozpin? Not this again..."

Refusing to once again answer his fellow professor, much to the witch's much-deserved annoyance, as Ozpin was lost in thought while viewing tiny segments of Beryl's and Uller's disorganised fights. Paying extremely close attention to the brothers and their moves, as if looking for something specific. Taking a mental note, Ozpin goes back to surveilling the students.

Back in the ruins...

The rustling of leaves and dirt was getting louder and louder. Two faint silhouettes are barely visible through the masses of flora. Beryl placed his phone back into his jacket pocket and took out his sword. Taking a stance to both guard and attack efficiently, Beryl's eyes glowed a menacing red with his yellow crosshair-shaped pupils shining through. A slight blueish-white aura, akin to flames, began rising from his sword, indicating Beryl's anticipation. Uller on the other hand placed his long coat back on, lowered his cap and took out his hand cannon. The cap of his visor beret shadowed his eyes, yet a golden glow shining through with his diamond-shaped white pupil gave it an even brighter shine. Uller's hand cannon began emitting a golden flame-like aura, showing that he is at full power ready to blast who- or whatever being comes through those bushes. After a gruelling half a minute of waiting, the two silhouettes burst through the bushes revealing...