RWBY 'n' TNSD.

Toby (Trailer)

A quote fades in:

"This is what legends are made of. The names have been engraved, we're the history makers. Put the work down, now our banners are raised up. Right now you're dealing with a force of nature."

An ominous music is heard as the black reveals the words:

ROOSTER TEETH presents

The text glows and dissolves in a red electricity which dances around the screen.

a new series by YOURS TRULY

The words glow again with electricity as they dissolve in black.

Two men are shown inside an abandoned warehouse where a few shipping containers are seen. One of the two men wears a gray beanie over his black hair and wears a beige shirt beneath a gray parka, blue jeans and brown shoes. He's currently seen leaning against one of the containers with what appears to be a metal baseball bat over his shoulder as he listens to his friend boasting about their recent success as he paces about, cape flowing freely. The friend is a few inches taller, has auburn hair and green eyes under dark sunglasses. He wears a silver turtleneck beneath a crimson blazer, a royal blue cape with gold rings along the edges and white gloves. Around his waist is a belt which holds a pair of holsters for knives on each side and beneath that, he wears black pants that match his shoes and strangely enough, he has an orange tail with white tip - like that of a fox.

"It has been in my interest that we're being so good at this each passing day. Being easily able to slip out of the long arms of law, am I right, Gideon?" gloats the caped guy with a triumphant laugh. Said friend nods in agreement while chuckling.

These two guys you're seeing here are the more than average criminals. Their occupation varies from robbery to smuggling to arms dealing to kidnapping down to downright terrorism.

"And speaking of which, he's supposed to be here by now."

Suddenly, the door to the warehouse swings open, catching their attention. Stepping inside is a man in his early 30s, wearing a black Sombrero Cordobés on his head which sports a neatly trimmed beard that frames his face. He wears black trenchcoat, a belt which holds a chain whip on one side and a pistol on the other, black gloves, black pants and black leather boots. Flanking his sides are a pair of tall humanoid beings made of shadow with yellow eyes.

"And he has arrived. Thank you for your patience, John," says the visitor.

"Omar! It's so good to see you. We almost thought you forgot about us," the guy now identified as John says in a cheery tone.

"The feeling's mutual. What of the package?"

John spreads his arms wide, "Already prepared and sedated. Men, women, children, humans and faunus alike to be accounted for."

Gideon tapped the container he was leaning against for emphasis.

Oh yes, and did I forget trafficking as one of them? Must have slipped my mind since it seems to be what they're currently doing.

Omar then smiles evilly, "Good. By morning, They'll be in the market being sold to the highest bidders while we receive the fruits of our labor."

Then suddenly, a cyan hardlight blade juts out of the container where Gideon was, just next to his head, causing him to yelp in fright as he backs away towards the others who watch as the blade continues to cut a hexagon shape which is then knocked off its position.

Then stepping out of the hexagon shaped hole into the open is a mysterious person but judging from the tall athletic build, is a male. From down upwards, he wears a pair of dark silver combat boots with red accents, black jeans with three red tiger stripes beside the thighs, silver belt, black long sleeved shirt with a red falcon logo on the chest beneath a red open sleeveless jacket with metallic shoulder pads. On his forearms are a pair of red metallic armored vambraces, accompanied with black fingerless gloves. And finally with a red hood over his head, he wears a tactical mask with red LED lenses.