Lone Hunter Of Remnant (Rwby fanfic)

A friend (chap. 1)

(AN: hello Nightghoul here, first thanks for checking this out and I hope you'll like it. This is my first story so it might be a little lousy and goofy to read but hey everyone starts to zero. Tell me what you think later and enjoy this. :D)

In the dark cold night of the Emerald forest. Packs of different Grimm circles around a lone figure his clothes were dark as the night sky with black raven hair and eyes of crimson red. He lifts his head up to look at the growling masks of Grimm. Ursas, beowolves, and nevermores flying above him. Why did this man end up here? Was it because he accidently walked into these creatures domain? Or was it because he wanted to hunt them down? No one knows. But he just stood there showing no fear even though these monsters blend in with the darkness the man showed no signs of difficulty in vision.

Man: You abominations must perish.

Said the man with a cold voice as the Grimm started to charge. He had sense 2 leaping near from behind him. As quick like a snake striking its prey. He grabbed the sheathed weapon from his left hand and strike his attackers from behind. The beowolves disintegrated and the rest howled and charged same goes for the Ursas. When his enemies draw near he'd slashed every single one with a single strike. Dodging, slashing and stabbing every single one with his weapon. As everything went quiet the sword that the man had used was a crimson red single-edged blade and a sheath with the shade of black there were markings on the blade that spelled Akai Kiba in kanji (which means Red Fang). His fight wasn't over as the nevermore started to fire its feathers at him. All he could was deflect some, however, he had sustained some damage on his right shoulder.

Man: tch* I'm getting a little rusty.

Muttered the dark haired man as he was careless enough to get a little scrape on his shoulder. He put the sheath of his weapon on his back and with his left hand he pulled out a silver revolver with a long and heavy barrel due to its heavy weight the firepower of this weapon was powerful. He began shooting at the nevermores. He missed some but he had shot down one and its wings have crippled the man then walked to the fallen bird and began stabbing its head with his sword repeatedly.

Man: This is how annoying you beings are.

He said with a bit of anger. And with his final stab, he started shooting and slashing the rest of the Grimm that had tried to take him down. Everything settled down and the man put away his weapons. His sword on his back and his gun on the back of his waist. As the man walked to leave the area a voice called out in the forest. The man looked at the source and saw a familiar face.

??? : I see that you are doing well Kensou. Despite that scrape on your shoulder.

A middle-aged man with silver hair, brown pupils, round shaded glasses with a cane walked towards the man now known as Kensou.

Kensou: Ozpin, it's rare to see you here in the middle of the night yet you're alone. Where is Miss Goodwitch?

Ozpin: oh she is around. But let's talk about that later. There is something I would like to discuss with you so shall we?

Kensou: very well, let's go to my home it's near here. We can talk there.

As kensou walked alongside the headmaster of the school known as Beacon. He saw an all too familiar face of a woman standing beside the door of his home. They stopped in front of a cabin that looked warm with life. You would mistake that somebody would be home however nobody was inside. As they walked near the cabin the woman had blonde hair that is tied up to a pun with glasses and a Corp on her hand. She crossed her arms and spoke with a scolding voice.

Glynda: do you two know how rude it is to make a woman wait?

Kensou just shrugged his shoulders while Ozpin showed no faze on his face.