I'm No Angel (RWBY x Male OC)

Prologue

Emerald Forest

No One's POV

The stillness of the forest, whilst calm to most... is very chilling to some. The leaves rustling as each gust of wind passes, the constant flickering of the sun as branches weave in and out of it's light. The flutter of wings as a bird passes overhead every so often. Seems peaceful, right?

That's what most would think, especially you. However many huntsman and huntresses know otherwise. This forest holds a type of life form that no one likes, they were born to be killed. These are the creatures of Grimm. Though they might seem scary, if a person was trained properly... A small Grimm could be killed in mere seconds. Cool... right?

Sure, you can say it's cool, but most hold a hatred for these creatures that not even the Queen of Grimm can hold. One of these people is a young man, barely even an adult. Though a bit on the younger side, the anger he holds at these complex creatures would be enough for even Hades to shit himself.

This young man's name is Erza, and boy if he hasn't seen enough already. Born in the world of poverty, his parents died when he was just 6, after protecting him from a few Grimm. This leaves Erza homeless for 12 years, although he learned to fight and protect himself. He met an old man that had a... worrying addiction to alcohol, though after 4 years of learning from him Erza knew he has to keep moving. So he bid his farewell and headed off into Emerald forest, to test his skills and move into his new home.

That was 8 years ago and now Erza is a battle hardened warrior, his body's complexity shows just how many fights he's been in. His physique screams strength and confidence, whilst his aura begs for respect. He doesn't let his ego get to him, and is well reserved for who he is.

How has he lived this long though? Well, Erza works a very dangerous side job to make a few lien here and there. He kills the bad but in doing so he accidentally put a target on his back. Though some people are on his side, most see him as another piece of trash that the hero's have to pick up. That is... if they can find him and hold him captive.

While others journey's start with hope or joy, Erza's is one of revenge. He is a man who is constantly feared. Not just because of his skill with a sword, nor his skill with shadows. No, he is feared because he is a man who has nothing to fear, and nothing left to lose.

This is the story of a young man who's willpower is unmatched, a story that many can tell but only he who lives it can fully define it. This is the true definition of what it means to be no hero, only a figure who stands right in the middle of a scale. He who lives this life is not a devil, nor a saint, but someone trying to stay alive in this game we call life.