Rwby: Neo Fan Fiction

Neo

It kills me not to know this, but I've all but just forgotten what the colors of her eyes were, and the scares on how she got them.

Left for dead in the destroyed remains of Mt Glenn, Neo was only a child at the time. She lay buried beneath the rubble of her house. A few days had passed since she was buried here and the young Neo had given up. She had come to grips that her eight years on Remnant were all she was to have. Fate however, would not allow her to slip away so easily. A person of such uniqueness would not leave this world yet, as a blistering ray of sunlight shot through the debris that covered her body. Saviors from Vale, Huntsmen and huntresses, those willing to risk their lives to save others had come to Mt Glenn to find any survivors. Neo cried for help begging them to dig her out and they did so quickly. At first they seemed shocked. Not only because she was alive, but because of her eyes and hair. They gave her a disgusted look, like she was abnormal. She was just another simple soul, but everyone gave her that look and it burned an image into her mind. A look she would always receive and never forget.

Neo was taken to an orphanage in Vale where it was confirmed that her father and substance abusing mother were dead. Her mother was almost not a loss. Her life style was the reason for Neo's discolorments. The things she did while pregnant started Neo's life of being looked at like something different. Her father however was a devastating loss. The two were close and she leaned on him more than anyone in life for protection, wisdom and his love. He never looked at her like she was different, but like she was special. While she mourned the losses she was allowed to stay at the orphanage and did so for the next few years. Her years there were horrible as she was always casted out for her looks and shyness. The time passed so slowly for Neo because every day was a harsh lesson in life, but each day made her stronger and cold. At the age of eighteen she began to venture out into Vale after ten years of being shunned and looked down on. Ten years of her home being destroyed and her family dead because of some jackass behind a desk. Vale was her enemy and she was going to choke the life out of it, stare it down with her contrasting eyes, and a grin that even the Grimm would fear.

"Neopolitain was it?" Said the leader of the group of thugs she had joined. "The girl with two colored eyes you mean?" "Put her in with the grunts and see how she does." "We have high hopes for her, very talented."

He chuckled at what he said and signed a paper that got passed alone stating Neo's orders. Today was her first assignment. Rob a dust shop, not for money but for the dust. For Neo this was just a first step in destroying Vale. The dust could be used to help overrun the political government and peel Vale apart at the seams.

"Neo! You're in group D!" Shouted a fellow thieve pointing over to a group of men.

With her confident strut Neo joined the ranks of her allies, eyeing over them as they did to her. Again those same looks they didn't know what to make of her. From left to right stood three men, they all seemed fresh out of jail to her. Rough and tough looking sheathing their conventional weapons, compared to her innocence.

"Gather your equipment and meet at the one another at your set locations," said the man who told her to go with group D.

Neo grabbed her favorite blade, short and slender just as her and they headed out. Group D assembled a block from the shop all donning the same jet black outfits. A black shirt, pants, and a very obvious thieves mask. Her group had been charged with the task of breaking in through the eastern window allowing access to the dust almost immediately. Group B would create a distraction at the front of the shop while group C laid in ambush allowing Neo's group a chance to get in and steal as much dust as they could. One of the men in Neo's group stood up.