After 8 years of abuse from his so called "Family",(Y/n) ran away into an abandoned warehouse only to find the White Fang on operation there, after being found he was beaten and wounded severely, but after being saved by a man named "Qrow Branwen" only to pass out,Meanwhile the Man promises himself to save the child's life at all cost

Everyone at school knows Andrew Jennings. Missing an arm. Openly gay. But when he meets star athlete Ryan Sullivan in therapy, can friendship lead to more? ***** When Andrew 'Jacky' Jennings ends up in therapy after an English assignment gone wrong, he doesn't expect to find his high school's star athlete, Ryan Sullivan, sitting in the same waiting room. After all, he and Ryan couldn't be more different: football captain, future valedictorian, and all-around nice guy, Ryan is the school's golden boy, while Andrew is known for his permanent snarl, being openly gay, and losing his left arm (along with his father and sister) in a car accident. But when Andrew learns they actually have a lot in common, he's surprised to see past the enigma that is Ryan Sullivan and his seemingly perfect life. And as the two boys begin to connect over their shared grief, depression, and teenage angst, they might just discover a little pocket of happiness for themselves -- if they're willing to fight for it. [Word count: 100,000-150,000 words] Cover designed by Lily Taylor Please read the 'Introduction' for a full list of content/trigger warnings

So this will be the first abuse and neglect book by me that will not feature one of the families in RWBY. This family is made of ocs a friend and I made. Hope you enjoy

A storm billows in the night, raging and churning, the wind fiercely whipping icy, needle-like rain. The only light was provided was from a torch and the branches of lighting that briefly flashed in the sky, casting broken beams of light through the canopy of trees. A young man is caught within the rage of the storm, his vision limited from the rain and the inky blackness that surrounded, save for the small circle of his torch's light. Another bolt of lighting broke through the sky in an explosion, the light shone through the trees. Just off the path lie a cave, the looks of which was a welcome sight for the young man. He ventures forth into the cave to escape the storm. Upon entering the cave, he assumes himself to be the only resident. A voice echoes out from the eerie shadows, the young man is caught off guard. His heart sinks as the wielder of the voice made their form known. Within that night, the young man's life would be changed. The question being, is it for better or worse?

(THIS STORY IS DUE FOR A COMPLETE REWRITE. A MORE FITTING PLOT, MC, & SETTING ARE IN THE WORKS.) The name "Nightstalker" is in reference to an O.C. of mine. You (the reader) borrow the mantle and fill that role for the sake of the story and setting. This story was written for fun, and in my free time. I do not claim ownership of any of the art presented in this story. All rights go to their respective owners.