Team CMSN (Crimson) - Character Introduction

Character Introduction 2 - Mílítheach Woods

Thursday 12th of Spring 2017, 5 P.M. Downtown Vale

"We live on front porches and swing life away, we get by just fine here on minimum wage! If love is a labor I'll slave till the end, I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand..."

Your sitting at the airship stop, listening to your music, while you play with your jeans. There are huge holes on both legs, the way the pants were intended to be. As you wait you also watch the people passing by. You like making up stories for them, like why that little girl is crying. Did she loose her balloon? Did her pet goldfish die?Everyone has a back story. Yours was rather rough.

Your father abandoned you and your mother when you were a lot younger. You don't remember much of him, but your mother told you he was some high-ranking big shot in the Atlesian army. That might be the reason you tend to fight anything that's got to do with order and discipline. After your mother died when you were 14 years old, you pretty much lived on the streets. That was where you joined up with a group called "The United Front". A group of misguided teenagers, fighting anything that wore an official state uniform. They started riot's, robbed shops and attacked police and military. It went well until it didn't. You remember it like yesterday.

Wednesday 9th of Winter 2016, 2 pm Monolith Banks

"Alright old man, open the vault! Or this woman's brain is going to be sprayed all over that marble tiled floor of yours!", Maze commanded as he pointed his weapon at one of the hostages. Her eyes widened in fear, you could see she tried to scream but no sound was able to leave her lips.

The old man only stood there. The stress of the situation paralyzing him, making him unable to move. Maze felt like trying to get the man to move. You didn't see anything, but the gunshot made clear what he's done. You turn to look at him, expecting to see a lifeless body next to him, but his gun was aiming upwards, dust falling from the ceiling.

"How 'bout you stop taking your sweet ass time and open the Oumdamn vault before someone get's hurt! Mílls make sure he gets his ass moving!", he said. He now was aiming again at the young woman bound on the floor next to him. Without saying a word you walked to the old man behind the counter. You took Bán and Dorcha, your twin-tomahawks as you walked past Maze. You put the two tomahawk-ends together, which transformed it into an assault rifle. You aimed it at the man and just gestured at the vault door. He finally obliged and started moving towards it. As soon as he opened it though, you heard a loud bang.

You see the man grabbing his back, then he falls to the ground. Blood was seeping out of his gunshot wound. All you hear is him gasping for air. It was useless, you see his breathing come to a halt. You turn and see Maze, aiming his high-power pistol at where the man was standing just a moment ago, a mischievous grimace taking up most of his scarred face.

You: "What the hell man?!"

Maze: "What? He was gonna take to long anyway. I just sped things up a bunch. Start filling the bags!"

You: "That wasn't part of the plan!"

Maze: "Well it is now. Fill the Bags and let's leave! Or are you questioning what we're doing here?!"

You: "You can't just go around killing people!"

Maze: "I'm making a difference! Here watch!"

He aimed the gun at the woman next to him. Bang!

Maze: "There, a difference made. Now get to work!"

You stood there in shock. The woman couldn't have been much older than the two of you. Maybe 18? You saw the light in her eyes go out. Instantly she was dead.

Maze: "What's taking you so long?"

He looked at you. You, however, didn't answer. He had stepped too far. You raised your rifle and opened fire. He ducked behind cover though, your shots only grazing him.

Maze: "So it's gonna be that way, huh?"

You run towards him, your weapons back in their original form. You jump at him, spinning in the air landing multiple hits. But he had already activated his gauntlets, providing him with a holographic shield and dagger. He didn't use the dagger but decided to kick you, sending you flying into the wall. You land on your feet, but as soon as you regained your composure, you felt a stinging pain in your left shoulder. As you reach for it, you realize the dagger sticking in it. You instantly feel weak and fall to your knees. You feel the shadows and sleepiness taking you over. Before everything goes black though, you see a man attacking Maze.

You wake up to the stench smell of alcohol. As you look around you see two men talking at a table. One of them had gray hair, a black coat, and some weirdly round classes. You've never seen him before, but he still seemed familiar.

The other man was thin, wearing a gray coat and a bad posture, arching his shoulders forward. He was holding a flask, from which he would occasionally take a sip. You remember seeing him. That was the guy who attacked Maze at the bank. Then men noticed you waking up.

"Well look who decided to wake up.", The man on the left said. His breath reeked of alcohol.

"Qrow, stop being sarcastic.", the other man said. "My name is Ozpin and I'm the headmaster at Beacon Academy. Qrow here saw you attack the bank robber yesterday. Attempting to stop him. We need people with your courage. That's why I would like to ask you to join my academy to become a Huntsman and defend this world from evil."

You looked at them. They didn't seem to know that you were involved in the planning and partaking of the robbery. This might be a way to redeem yourself, for what you did in the past. You agree and the two men leave the room.

Thursday 12th of Spring 2017, 5.30 P.M. Downtown Vale

"He- to -con?", You turn to see a guy, about your age with a duffle bag and two crowbar-looking things on his belt. You remove one of your headphones.

"Sorry, what did you say?", you ask.

"Are you heading to Beacon?", he repeated.

You just nod.

"Mind if I take a seat?"

"Nah, have it.", you gesture towards the free seat next to yours.

"Awesome! My names Crim by the way", he said as he seated himself.

You sigh. "I'm Mílítheach."

"Nice to meet you", an awkward silence came up. "So... Why are you becoming a huntsman?", he then continued to ask.

"Crim. Don't get me wrong, but I don't really do the talking, socializing thing you're trying to do here. So I'd rather you'd just stop talking right now..."

You ignore the look he gives you. You put in your other earbud again and continue to wait for the airship.