JADE (RWBY Fanfiction)

Diesel Blackthorne

In the heart of the bustling streets of Haven, a city teeming with life and shadows, Diesel's story began. Born into a life where survival often meant embracing the shadows, he navigated the maze of alleyways and secrets with an uncanny knack for thievery from a tender age. As a notorious young thief, Diesel's agile frame and quick mind allowed him to thrive in the underworld, outwitting both rivals and authorities alike.

Haven's backdrop of narrow passages and hidden corners served as the perfect playground for Diesel's exploits. Yet, amidst the chaos of his life, there was a subtle rhythm that caught his attention – the distant beat of drums echoing from a hidden corner of the city. Captivated by the captivating cadence, Diesel's curiosity led him to a hidden underground venue where a worn drum kit stood as both his muse and mentor.

Guided by an enigmatic drummer, Diesel discovered his affinity for the percussive arts, losing himself in the rhythm that echoed his own chaotic existence. Drumming became his sanctuary, allowing him to channel his inner turmoil into powerful rhythms that resonated with the city's heartbeat.

However, destiny had more in store for Diesel. Amid the shadows, an unexpected invitation to enroll at Beacon Academy arrived, a chance to redefine his life and harness his talents for noble pursuits.  Diesel's transformation began. His weapon, a pair of pistols named Whispers, was crafted with ingenuity, able to seamlessly transform into daggers with a flick of his wrist. This versatility mirrored his fluidity as a musician and a fighter.

During a particular heist that he got roped into helping with, Diesel discovered his unique semblance, Silent Touch. With a simple touch, he could render anything completely soundless. This power, born from his affinity with shadows, offered a potent advantage both in combat and stealth. As he honed this newfound ability, Diesel learned that sometimes, silence could be more resounding than any thunderous noise.