So, this is my first story so sorry if it is shit and please feel free to point out my mistakes I need all the help I can get. Also, I do not own any of this, not the characters, not the images, not RWBY in general, and I most definitely don't own y...
It has been 8 years since I ran away and those eight years have been the best of my life, but that isn't saying much since the other 10 were filled with things like abuse, neglect, and near death, experiences brought to me by my own family. But all that is in the past know, now it's just me and my talking sword Inazuma. Over the years he has become my best friend, my only friend, which is kinda sad now that I think about it, my only friend is an inanimate object. anyway back to the story, Inazuma has really been helping me by first helping me learn how to use my back in that cave on Patch. Once I figured out how to channel the electricity through my body to make me go incredibly fast it was simple to get off that accused island I just ran across the water and onto the mainland.
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A/N: Just like this except replace the purple with white and ignore the city in the background.
After we got off Patch my training really began. Inazuma train me in combat for five years. In that time I learned how to fight both with and without Aura and how to incorporate my semblance in battle. He also what he called Muso Jikiden Eishin-Ryu, which helped me develop the skill of drawing the sword and cutting in the same movement, rather than cutting from a traditional stance after already having drawn the sword. Eishin-Ryu also contains sitting techniques, standing techniques, techniques for use against multiple opponents, and techniques for fighting on all forms of terrain. So by the age of fifteen, I was able to use my semblance to draw and cut with my sword at extremely high speeds, so fast that most people couldn't even see me move. Once Inazuma decided I had finally mastered this combat style to his satisfaction he told me to leave the forest we had been living in for the past five years practicing on Grimm.
Inazuma: "While learning to fight Grimm is all well and good you also need to learn how to fight people as well, and I am sure there is plenty of scum on Remnant for us to practice against," he said as we were leaving the forest and oh boy was he right. And boy was he right. As it turned out a lot had changed since I left, most notably the White Fang, once a peaceful organization, had become something more of a terrorist group, so I decided to start going after them. I also started going after Roman Torchwick and the Schnee Dust Company. I went after Torchwick because he was a dick and a dangerous criminal. I started attacking the Schnee's because I didn't like how they treated good Faunus.
In those years I enjoyed a certain amount of fame as the vigilante called the White Reaper. Some people saw me a hero and others saw me as a villain, but I didn't care I was happy and I felt that I was doing some good in the world, but that all came to an end when he found me.
The day started like any other I woke up at my camp located in the emerald forest and got dressed for today's work.
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