RWBY: End Game

Noah

Simple. Clean. Calm. This is how I operate. I think these words over in my head as I wander through the woods. I must find it. I must find the kingdom of Vale. I have no choice. As I walk, I hear a low growl. I stop, then they pounce. Four Beowolves. Should be easy enough. I smirk, then dive forward, easily avoiding being mauled. I slip on my mask in order to protect my face, turn around, and slam my fist into the face of a charging Beowolf. I can feel it's skull shatter under the sheer force of my punch, the shards sticking into the monsters brain and killing it instantly. I quickly backflip out of the way as a claw sliced the air where I was a second before. While flipping, I grabbed the creature by wrapping my legs around its neck, swung it around, and smashed it into the ground. With this I pushed off, launching myself at the last two Beowolves. I grab them both by the
head and crush their skulls together. I wipe the blood on my hands on the nearest tree, and continue my journey.

*Crash!*

I leap straight up, narrowly missing the claw of a Deathstalker. I look, and a mad grin comes across my face. Four Deathstalkers!! Guess it's time to bust out the big guns. I reach my hand out and a portal appears. I reach into the pocket dimension and withdraw a enormous sword. Like, 6 feet long kind of enormous. I swing it around, to where it came to rest against my back. I pulled out a flask, took a long draw, put it away, then charged. I was too fast for the first Deathstalker to react. I delivered a massive blow, cleaving it in two. The second Deathstalker charged, trying to pin me down. I held up my sword to block, planting my feet. It hit me at full force, but I didn't budge. I quickly jump back and dash straight for it. I then slide under the Deathstalker and cut along its stomach, it's innards pouring out all over the ground. The remaining two each hit me with their claws, sending me into a long row of trees. As they move in for the kill, a sudden burst of dark energy sends a dark beam straight into the sky. I had activated my Semblence: The Berserker. My eyes flashed into a more piercing green color than usual, and a laughed a dark and terrifying laugh.  I shouted, "crash and rage, Kamisureiyā!" My sword immediately transformed into two jet black gauntlets with red tinting on the knuckles.  With this, I went to town on the remaining two Deathstalkers, brutalizing them until they were a mushy mess. Covered in blood, I sighed and returned my sword to its pocket dimension. I began to walk away, but I got a call. I pulled out my phone and answered it. "Hello?" "Hey dumbass, this is Qrow." I smirked. Of course it was. "I'm not picking up more alcohol. I'm heading to Vale right now." Laughter came from the other end of the line. "I got a report. Says you went for a walk, found a bunch of Beowolves and Deathstalkers, killed them, and leaving them a mess." I laughed saying, "I love taking walks." "And killing evil monsters?" I grinned, "very enthusiastic walks."