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    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan Ch2 part 3

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      "Wow grandpa' the boy said popping up "that was awesome!' "Not really' Byakko said, his nose pointed high in the air "I could have shown many more amazing things if there were more of the things. In fact I was hoping there would be an army of the things by the time a got back here, so I spent an extra-long time hunting.' "You what?' the same old man's voice that had come from the intercom boomed from behind them. They whipped round and saw him standing at the town's gate, the force field now down. The man was a decrepit old geezer with short white hair and a clean shaven face. He was wearing a red sweater and brown pants, and was carrying a cane in his hands. "Do you know how much dust we had to use to keep those things out while waited for you' he wheezed, waiving his cane "and why didn't you just finish them quickly instead of doing all that nonsense?' "Well where's the fun in that?' Byakko exclaimed. "Everybody in here has their own flippin responsibilities, and you've got the simplest one.' said the old man, fuming "Go out every once in a while to get fresh meat, and keep the village safe when your back. If you keep shirking your responsibilities then we're cutting your part of Anna's cooking!' "Yeah, Yeah' Byakko said waiving his hand "you've said that a million times, Gregory, and you know what? I've never had my ration taken because I'm the one of the most vital parts of this village. Where would you all be without these babies keeping the Grimm away?' he said, flexing his arms and posing. "Why I oughta-"Gregory paused, and then stared at the boy hiding behind one of Byakko's large legs. "Say, Byakko, who's the kid?' "Oh him' Byakko chuckled "He is my new grandson. I found him on the beach and now I plan on raising him!' "You can't just make a random kid you found your grandson!' Gregory yelled. "Well I just did!' Byakko said patting the boy on the head. "Come on kid, let's go get something to eat' with that he picked the boy up and dashed towards the town. "Get back hear' they heard Gregory yelled in the distance "I haven't finished with you yet'. They passed through the town gate and then the boy got his first good look at the town. There were many different small houses with a variety of designs that looked like they came from all over the world, and everywhere he looked there were old people standing around. As they passed under the town's sign the boy looked up at it and read "Welcome to Cunctantem Cinere, the town where journeys end'.
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      "So there are only old people in this town' the boy asked through a mouthful of Shepard's pie. "Yep' Byakko said finishing his 10th plate of venison. "This town has gathered old ladies and geezers from all over the world, who just want to live a quiet life now that their tale is coming to an end. None of them have any family or friends outside of this town and all of them are masters of some kind of skill, Anna for example' he said pointing at an elderly women, working in the kitchen "Is a master chef, with unrivaled skill'. The town was a small village far from any of the kingdoms of Vytal. It was a small village, surrounded on two sides by sea, one side by the forest, and the last by the beach. The town was built in a way that the buildings spiraled out from the center of the village, where the forced field generator was located, with Byakko's nearby; the buildings had a variety of designs due to the diverse population that lived there. It was founded many years ago by a man who wanted to leave the rest of civilization behind, after losing everything that meant anything to him. He had brought along others that felt the same way, and every once in a while someone would leave then come back later with more like-minded people in tow. The town was completely cut off from the rest of the world though, they needed to purchase dust every once in a while to keep the force field generators up and running, update their libraries every once in a while, and stay knowledgeable of the world affairs through the communications mediums. Everyone in the village contributed something to the town, either with skill, knowledge, or good old physical labor. It was a quiet community where most of the villagers merely awaited their ends.

    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan Ch2 part 2

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      The Grimm at the center of the formation disappeared as the punch blasted through the formation and flew into the forest. Those that remained after taking the blow were missing limbs and other parts of their body; in fact all that was left of many of them were just a few limbs. Far off in the forest an explosion erupted where the force of the punch finally stopped its advance, sending up a dust cloud a few miles high. All the boarbatsuks were now dead, the 3 remaining Ursa were fine, and each of the 2 remaining beowolves had a limb missing, the remaining king taijitu had a head missing, and the deathstalker was missing a pincer. The entire group of Grimm had been dazed by the attack the boy gaped at the destruction his new grandfather had wrought with a single blow, "How did he get so strong?' the boy wondered. "Whelp' Byakko said yawning "time to end this'. In a split second he vanished from the place he was standing with a crunching sound, and was now standing right behind the king taijitu's. Grabbing its tail, he lifted it up and began spinning it around like a flail. Then, flicking his wrist down in a nonchalant manner, threw it at one of the ursa. Still dazed from Byakko's previous attack, it never knew what hit it. The Taijitu slammed into the ursa face first, crushing both the ursa and the Taijitu's skull.
      Once again moving at mind boggling speeds, Byakko appeared behind the last 2 ursa and dropped his hand across their backs, "Aw, do the little teddy bears need a hug' he said with a mischievous grin. Byakko stood at about the same height as the Ursa, the scene looking like 3 long-time friends. The Ursa looked back at him and then quickly turned, trying to catch him with their claws. Tightening his grip, Byakko slammed the two ursa together as soon as they faced each other, crushing them like eggs. "In that case you two can hug each other as much as you want' he boomed. He then turned and looked at the remaining Grimm. The two beowolves had recovered at this point and were charging at him. The deathstalker was also now scuttling in his direction. Laughing, Byakko dove forward and caught both the beowolves in a double lariat, then holding them both in a headlock, turned to look and the deathstalker. "Time for a little target practice' he said eyeing the deathstalker's stinger. Carefully taking aim, Byakko passed one of the beowolves from his armpit to his hand, the beast's struggling completely ineffectual, then threw the beast at the deathstalker, the Beowolf flew through the air like an arrow, then was impaled on the Deathstalker's stinger, the other Beowolf soon followed suit and found its place on top of its brethren. "I win' Byakko exclaimed "where's my prize?' The deathstalker hissed and charged at Byakko, trying to catch him in its one good pincer. "Shake' Byakko yelled, shooting out his hand and grabbing the pincer. The deathstalker struggled to pull it free, but wasn't able to budge it an inch. "Good boy' Byakko said with a grin. The death stalker's stinger shot down and struck Byakko in the chest, but Byakko just stood there smiling, completely unfazed by the attack. He then grabbed the stinger with his other hand. "Here's your treat' Byakko yelled, and smashed the stinger right through the deathstalker's head. With that all the Grimm were now dead.

    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan Ch2 part 1

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      Chapter 2: A new beginning in a town of ends
      It was a perfect day, the sky was clear and the ocean breeze was refreshing. Byakko Muteki walked down the beach with the ocean at his left and a forest at his right, enjoying the nice day after a successful hunt, having a deer; a boar; and a man-sized tuna slung over his back. Byakko was a tall, very muscular, wild looking old man with spiky white hair with black streaks in it and chin curtain beard. He was wearing casual martial arts clothing with the sleeves ripped off, and baggy black pants. His body was covered in many scars from the many battles he had fought in the past, the most noticeable being one that ran from his right eye to his chin. His most striking features however were a pair of white and black tiger ears and a long tail trailing out from a whole in his pants, marking him as a white tiger Faunus. He was daydreaming now, drooling as he thought of the food the people back at the village could make with the animals he was bringing.

      He stopped suddenly, craning his ears. He heard shallow breathing nearby; he didn't sense any bloodlust so it couldn't be a Grimm. Gazing around the beach he spotted a young boy wrapped in a brown cloth. He walked over to the child and picked him up with one hand. "Hey kid' he barked out "you still alive?' The child stirred, slowly opening his eyes and stared at the man in front of him. Examining the boy Byakko noted that he had messy black hair with azure highlights around the edge, and gray eyes. "Well kid you gonna say anything', he barked out. Both silently stared at each other, a serious look on both their faces. "Frrrrrrppp', both the young boy and the old man let loose a simultaneous flatulation, the young boys face instantly relaxing. A moment of silence passed, and then Byakko burst into a fit of laughter, his body shuddering with the force of it. "Bahahahahaha, kid that was perfect harmony right there' he said with a big grin on his face, "It must have been fate that we met here today, how else could we have achieved such perfect synchronization' he said with a mock serious voice "I've decided, be you abandoned by your parents or left alive while they were killed, I will raise you as my grandson. What do you say?' The boy looked up at the Byakko's exuberant face, giggling slightly. "Okay mister, but... do you mind telling me who I am?' said the boy in a calm voice. "Oh, amnesia huh?' Byakko said with a chuckle, "I have no idea who you are, except that you're my grandson now, but I guess you'll need a new name now. I'll call you...' Byakko paused, thinking, opening his mouth then closing it again "you know what I'll wait till I take you back to the village; I'm sure someone there can pop out a good name.' With that Byakko slung the boy over his other shoulder and marched away toward the village. All the while talking about what was there and what would be the boy's new life.

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      "You're going to love it there' Byakko said for the twentieth time "we've got great food, lots of stuff to do, and plenty of places for us to train'. Byakko, obviously a combat specialist, wanted to train the boy to be a warrior just like him, and had already planned a grueling training regime. "What am I going to train to fight mister?' the boy said curiously. "Why the Grimm of course', Byakko boomed "along with any other scum we meet, and stop calling me mister. From now on you're supposed to call me grandpa.' "Okay grandpa' the boy said giggling "When are we going to get to the town?' They had been walking (Lan still slung over Byakko's back) for around 15 minutes along the beach and had not yet reached the town. "It's just over that hill over there' Byakko, said pointing at a sharp incline around a mile away, "just a little bit longer'. As they neared the hill, they began to hear the signs of crashing and roaring, along with the crackle of energy. "Grimm' Byakko said his smile widening "and a whole bunch of them too. You're in for a treat little buddy', he said cracking his knuckles "time for your grandpa to show his stuff.' With that Byakko, bent his knees and dashed towards the hill. In a split second they were atop the hill, coming to a halt with a loud slamming noise. Before them was a settlement surrounded by a large dust-field, and at one side were a large group of Grimm, attacking the field and trying to break in. They consisted of 10 beowolves, 6 ursa, 8 boarbatusks, 3 king taijitu, and a large deathstalker. Upon seeing them Byakko's smile fell, "That's it?' he said with a huff "This won't even be a warm up.' Sighing, he dropped the animals he had hunted and the boy onto the ground. "Sorry kid, it's not going to be much of a show.' Suddenly a squeaking sound split the air from an intercom and an old man's voice, with an Irish accent, came on, "Byakko you lazy old cat, get rid of those Grimm already'. "Alright, alright' Byakko yelled back, shaking his fist "Geez, be a little patient will ya?' Bringing his fingers to his lips Byakko whistled. The sound was has as louder and as high pitched as the intercom, forcing the boy to cover his ears. The Grimm near the barrier paused then turned to look at him. "Come on' Byakko said, beckoning them with his hand "get over here already so I can kick your asses'. The creature roared and charged at their new quarry, the beowolves taking the lead, while Byakko calmly stood there, cleaning his ears and looking slightly bored. The first beowolf quickly got within striking distance and leapt at Byakko, its claws pointed at his throat. With movement faster than lightning, Byakko launched his fist and stuck the Beowolf square in the stomach. The force of the impact pulverized the beast's abdomen, leaving a gaping hole in its wake, but it didn't stop there. The force of the punch shot forward, the area of the blow widening, and crashed into the group of Grimm, the area where the punch sped through was completely obliterated.

    • next chapter

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      would you guys prefer if I continued from the next day, or continued the story development with a time skip (note i'm going to time skip anyway the next day one is just for a more detailed account of his daily life).

    • Ch2 prototype

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      It's currently up on Fanfiction, give me your constructive criticism on it, then I will release the final version this Thursday on rooster teeth. www.fanfiction.net/s/9858880/1/RWBY-side-story-T...

    • Jokes

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      I want the story to be as consistent as possible with the actual RWBY story so I'm debating about the kind of language and jokes to use. On a scale of one to ten, ten being super dirty and one being extremely clean, what kind of language should I use to make sure it's close to the RWBY language.

    • My story

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      My story actual takes place 14-15 years before the events of RWBY.

    • Next update

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      Ch 2 will be posted next Thursday an will be taking a lighter hearted turn, with plenty of comedy.

    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan Ch1 part 4

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      The explosion blew the boathouse to pieces and sent the Grimm flying outside, crashing into a group of Beowolves, tearing them to pieces in the process. In a few moments it was up again, seemingly unfazed by the blast. It walked slowly back to the smoking remains of the boathouse, searching for its quarry. Lying in the middle of the wreckage, his skin charred black by the blast was Ansel. "Too late monster' he said with a smile, "he's gone now'. Looking towards the sea, they could both see the boat speeding away from the shore, faster than any of the Nevermores could fly. Ansel grinned, staring his executor in the face. He had completed his final mission and had no more regrets. The Grimm stared down at him; then smiled. A chill ran down Ansel's spine, the Grimm weren't supposed to have souls they couldn't respond like this to human words. Suddenly the crystals on the creatures back began pulsating, releasing tendrils of crackling energy that covered the creature's body. The Grimm opened its mouth and the energy began flowing towards the open orifice, fusing together into a quivering black ball of darkness. "Wait' Ansel spluttered "Sto-". It was too late. The ball burst forth from the creature's mouth towards the boat, speeding across the water like a shooting star. It collided with the force field, energy crackling against energy, the field trying in vain to hold it back, and then the sphere detonated. The area where the boat had been was engulfed in the dark blast, the sea parting from the force of the explosion. In less than a minute it was over, and the sea was empty, no sign that the boat was ever there remained.

      "No', Ansel choked, he had failed the boy was dead, and this creature free to walk the world unchecked. All he could hope for now was a quick end to his suffering. The creature looked down at him, the grin still visible on its face. "Well hurry it up', Ansel spat, "I don't have all night'. The creature lifted up his hand, but instead of bringing it down and ending Ansel's life, it grabbed one of the crystals on its back and with a shattering noise tore it out. Then raised it above its head like a ritual dagger and drove the crystal into Ansel's chest. Ansel cried out in pain as the gem pierced his heart, "At least it will be over soon' he sadly thought. But something was wrong; there was a sudden burning sensation where the crystal had pierced him. He glanced down and saw black tendrils spreading out from where he had been pierced. It spread quickly over his body, first covering his arms and legs. Ansel begin flailing with the little strength he had left, but his muscles wouldn't respond to him, his limbs were moving, but not by his will, they did not respond to him. Ansel screamed as the umbral strands began creeping up his neck, eventually covering his head. In a few minutes the pain was gone, and Ansel looked out across the sea with eyes that were no longer his. The thing that was now in control of his body stood up then stared into the water, and through its eyes Ansel saw what he had become. A monster, another humanoid Grimm. He screamed in frustration, but it was a sound that only he heard in the depths of his mind. His body now belonged to the Grimm, his soul bound inside it like a prisoner. Despair coursed through Ansel's soul, he would now have to watch as the creature that controlled his body ended the lives of countless innocents. The two Grimms raised their heads and roared, elated with their success and the addition of a new comrade. But out of the corner of the creature's eye, Ansel saw something, a sight that the new owner of his body paid no attention to in its moment of triumph. A faint blue glow, far out at sea that was slowly being carried farther and farther away by the waves.

    • RWBY side story, the journies of Lan Ch1 part 3

      5 years ago

      DanielZhu1

      After running for what seemed an impossibly long period of time, Ansel finally broke through the tree line. There before him were the docks, he breathed a sigh of relief and ran up to them. The dock consisted of a small two story wooden boathouse with no walls; there was a small storage of supplies on the first level in case of emergencies, as well as the boats which could be pushed down a ramp into the water, parallel to the pier. But first he had to activate the dust force field generator located on the second floor. He dashed up the stairs, and then found the generator, wrapped tightly under a water-proof cloth; it was a small cylindrical device with an opening on the left side to insert the dust crystals to power, and a simple on and off switch on the other side. He checked its systems and found them to be in perfect working order; he then picked up a crate of dust crystals lying next to the generator, and dumped most of them into the generator's energy chamber. He then pulled down on the ignition switch, and the generator hummed to life. A small antenna extended out from the top, and fired a beam of light straight through the roof. After reaching a certain height, the energy began to spread out and curve downward, covering the dock in its protective embrace.

      Breathing a sigh of relief, Ansel walked down the stairs, finally able to relax. He took the boy out of his robes, and then wrapped him a blanket he found in the supply cache, he then placed the boy in of their best boats, an advanced model with autopilot functions, a small dust force field generator, and a special sonic disruptor to keep aquatic Grimm away. He made sure all the functions of the boat were in perfect order, than began to pile supplies into it.
      Suddenly, an ear-splitting screech filled the air, coming from the direction of the forest. Ansel whipped around and saw that the Grimm had caught up, a menagerie of different monstrosities leered out at him from the forest. Ansel wasn't worried though; he had charged the force field generator with enough dust to last the whole night if need be, and he only needed a few more minutes to get ready to leave. But to his surprise the beasts did not charge forward, instead they parted forming a narrow path between the two groups. The next scene froze Ansel's blood in his veins. The humanoid Grimm emerged from the groups and stood before him, its body splattered with the blood of Ansel's comrades. When it had first attacked he hadn't gotten a good look at it, but now he saw it in its full glory. It was about the average height of a man, its body was completely black with pieces of armor jutting out all over its body at strange angles, and it had sharpened claws at the end of each of its digits. It seemed to have a spiky head of hair, but on closer inspection were small spikes adorning its cranium. But the most daunting sight was the 6 crystals protruding from its back, each pulsing with red and black light, with tendrils of shadow wrapping each of them in a twisted embrace. The same light from the crystals were also emanating from the creature's eyes and mouth, lighting up the path toward the dock.

      There was no time to supply anymore, Ansel leapt into the boat and quickly started it, entering the coordinates for the nearest human kingdom into the autopilot system and prepping its force field. He then got out and pushed the boat into the water. There was a sudden crashing sound, the humanoid Grimm was standing in from of the force field; the crystals on its back were pulsating and sending reddish-black tinges of energy all over the creature's body. It claws raked against the field, its energy reacting with the dust field. Cracks were beginning to form; it wouldn't be long before the creature got through. Ansel knew what he had to do; he had to keep that thing here for as long as he could, so that the boat could carry the boy to safety. The boat hummed to life in the water and began to move forward, following the preprogrammed course. Ansel reached inside his robes and pulled out his remaining dust crystals, fitting them all into dust-powered explosives he had taken from the supply cash. There was a smashing sound as the best broke through the barrier and an explosion rocked the boathouse as the force field generator exploded. Ansel pulled out his pickaxes and charged at the Grimm, channeling the last bits of his aura into the tips. It was over in an instant. With a lighting fast movement the Grimm dove forward and drove its hand right through Ansel's stomach. Ansel cried out in pain, blood bursting from his mouth. But then he smiled, grabbing the Grimm's arm with one hand, he then opened his coat with the other, revealing all the dust bombs he had prepared. "Got you now you bastard' he said with a smile, and triggered the detonator in his coat.

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