The World Called Remnant

Fate or Destiny?

"One can try to run from destiny, one can try to evade it, but in the end destiny and fate will catch up with a price to be paid"

Ozpin was looking from his office window to his school grounds, things looked normal once again as if nothing had ever happened, they were trained to deal with these type of situations. But as fate always had it, it would always send something new to his way. The young man who was lying in a nurse bed -gravely wounded- the doctor said that it was almost as if the young man had gone through hell and back, he had severe injuries in almost every part of his body and he had lost a bad amount of blood, he needed a transfusion and soon.

The problem was that the young man did not have any ID on him nor did the records of any kingdom had info on the young man, it was almost as if he appeared from thin air. Ozpin took a slip of his coffee, he was also worried in the amount of negative energy that the boy had appeared with, it was greater than most grim but the Grimm were not attracted to him by that. If that was the case they would have protected the boy, instead they wanted nothing else but to tear him apart.

Just who was this young man? He would never admit that he felt a slight glimmer of familiarity towards the boy, as if something screamed to Ozpin that he was important. Ozpin set the feeling aside for now nothing would make itself clear until the young man awoke. He heard the elevator door open.

"Glynda nice of you to come by." He said without turning.

Glynda stopped in front of his desk and crossed her arms like she always did when she was angry "Care to explain what happened back there?"

Ozpin sighed he did see this coming Glynda was the person who knew him the best aside from Qrow "I do not know Glynda" he said in all sincerity.

"Ozpin, Grimm don't just appear in our school grounds and try to tear apart an unknown boy. As a matter of fact, they never come this close, who is he?" Glynda pushed just in case Ozpin was hiding something, of he was she would figure it out in just a couple of words.

Ozpin turned around to face her taking a sip of his coffee "If I knew who he was Glynda I would be there with him and not here pondering about the same thing you are".

Glynda eased her stance "Still it's just not right"

Ozpin nodded at that "Well whoever this young man is we'll be sure to find out eventually, be it good... or be it bad" Ozpin prayed that it was the former.

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Qrow was inside the nurse office reading all of the information the doctor had gotten form the boy's injuries, he had his spine fractured, a broken arm, several broken ribs, burn marks on his body, cuts, slashes and bruises in almost all his body and he had lost a lot of blood. Qrow frowned this boy had been through hell and survived, well just barely, and if they didn't find blood donors soon he would not live for much longer. This boy had appeared from nowhere with no weapon, things just weren't right, no ID, no Scroll, no records of this boy in any database, it was as if he never existed, he was also leaving out the fact that the Grimm practically ignored him and were heading straight for the boy, it made them easier to kill but also that made him wary, just why were the Grimm so intent on killing this boy.

He turned to look at the boy who was some feet away from the desk he was sitting at, he was in a patients robe now, he laid in the bed, breathing slowly showing no signs of waking up soon. Qrow looked to the chair that was on the side of the table on it lay his clothes, he went to them to inspect them, they hadn't had a chance to inspect them properly, he first checked his jacket- nothing- then he went on with his pants and he noticed that the red bags that were strapped on to it had one other little bags inside them closed with a zipper on them, he unzipped them and took out the belongings.