The Damaged Heart

Twelve Years Earlier

3rd POV

A young male sat quietly on the Bullhead as the sound of girls were heard inside the airship. The young male leaned back against the wall in his seat, he glanced down at his wrists, purple cuts on them that followed across his veins.
He then pulled the sleeves of his shirt down before readjusting himself in his seat. A blonde male then ran by him and began throwing up on the ground.

Yang: on the boots?!
Ruby: back away! Ew! Ew!
Jaune: I'm sor- BLAAAAGH

The young male watched from the distance as the blonde female kicked the male in the jaw and sent him to the ground. While the young male in the seat didn't show it, the power that Yang had interested him. The airship landed shortly after that incident, allowing all of the students to get off, and Jaune to run to the garbage can and finish emptying his stomach.
The young male walked past him, he felt a slight stinging in the veins of his right arm, then feeling it creep up his neck slightly. He quickly looked around and noticed a butterfly moving along the flowers of the courtyard. He began to sweat before quickly walking over to the butterfly and grabbing it in his right hand. He took a deep breath as the inside of his right hand glowed, the cracks on his neck disappearing and the pain in his arm gone. He let go of the butterfly, it was sapped of its beautiful blue color, now a grey color that just dropped to the floor, he absorbed its life.
The boy looked at his wrist, the purple scars were also gone. He breathed out in a sigh of relief before moving away from the corpse of the butterfly and making his way to the academy.

Timeskip

A man with gray hair walked up on the stage and tapped the mic.

Ozpin: I'll...keep this brief. You have traveled here today in search of knowledge--to hone your craft and acquire new skills. And when you have finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people. But I look amongst you, and all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose – direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this, but your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far. It is up to you to take the first step.

He then walked off the stage before looking down at his scroll and texting someone. The young male felt his pocket vibrate as he pulled out his scroll to see a message from the man, saying "see me".
The young male did exactly as the message said and went to the stage where Ozpin went, only for an arm to go around his chest and behind the curtains away from the other student's eyes.

Ozpin: how have you been Y/N!?

Ozpin was happy to see Y/N.

Y/N: not too bad Ozpin. Thanks again for this.
Ozpin: it's my pleasure. Your aunt was a very dear friend to me, and she wanted to make sure you were able to fend for yourself one day. How is your semblance.
Y/N: nothing more than a death trap.
Ozpin: and the other ones....
Y/N: something that I wish I could get rid of
Ozpin: you may unfortunately want to pick one though. Your leech semblance is not good, especially around here.
Y/N: unfortunately I need it to stay alive.

Ozpin's eyes widened.

Ozpin: she never told me that.
Y/N: I never told her. Just snuck out and found a couple insects to drain to keep me going a few more days. Bigger the better.
Ozpin: you know if you do want to talk about these kind of things I'm always here. I may have only known you for 3 years, but it's still feels like longer, and I want you to know that.

Y/N gave a soft smile before breathing out.

Timeskip

Everyone was in their pajamas, the guys more of less shirtless with pants or underwear while Jaune wore footie pajamas. Y/N still wore the clothes he had with him, he just sat in the corner and watched everything go on. A pair of glasses was thrown at him before a nerdy looking kid slid on the floor in front of him.

Nerd: sorry....got punched.

A large man by the name of Cardin and a few others were high giving eachother as Y/N watched. Y/N placed the glasses back on the nerd before leaning back against the wall.

Nerd: you mind if I stay close to you tonight?
Y/N: if you want.
Nerd: thanks....my name is Slate Blue, but my friends call me Slater.
Y/N: Y/N L/N.
Slater: L/N....that has a familiar ring to it...

Y/N looked at him, a little bit of worry in his eyes.

Y/N: it's a common name.
Slater: I guess so. Want to try and be on the same team?
Y/N: if things work out that way, sure.
Slater: I already know who I want on our team.
Y/N: oh?
Slater: there's a girl over there named Fusia, she is the one with purple hair.
Y/N: have you spoken to her?
Slater: uh no....
Y/N: then how do you know her name?
Slater: well uh...you see....my semblance is future sight.
Y/N: that's convenient.
Slater: well....it feels like a curse at times.
Y/N: how so.
Slater: you don't get surprised by anything, and it's very limited...
Y/N: how limited?
Slater: It only tells me a day in advanced, and then it switches things around to make it have more limitations of if it will even be correct.
Y/N: well...better than nothing. So who will possibly be the fourth member of the team Slater?
Slater: a girl named Pastel.
Y/N: interesting....I'm going to sleep.

Y/N then closed his eyes. Slater looked at him before noticing some of the purple scars on his wrist starting to glow slightly.

Slater: interesting.