Hey guys Freakking13 here. Thanks for checking out my first story. Hope you guys enjoy it. Feel free to leave any comments, or just PM me for all praise or hate is welcome. Enjoy!

The night sky was clouded. So much so that not a single star shine through. Rain was coming down in buckets. Most would be running for cover from nature's harsh weather. But it did not bother him. His red cloak growing ever more soaking by the second. Much of his face hidden by his hood, with only his scarred masculine chin protruding from underneath. The scars did not only cover his chin, as they could be seen in between the joints of his bulky blood red armour. He held a large black greatsword with a jagged edge design stained with blood in his right hand. In his left he held a large pistol with a red combat knife like blade running along the bottom of the barrel.

As the rain continued to relentlessly bombard the man the blood began to wash off his blade. As each droplet of blood came off the blade it soon disappeared into a pool of blood. One of many soaking the open field he stand in. What laid in front of the man was horrendous. Several bodies lay scattered around the field. Most women ranging anywhere from their 40's to 8 years old. Some had little to know damage except for a single stab wound running through the heart. Others were not so lucky. The rest had missing limbs strewn about several meters from their owner, and were riddled with bullet holes. Among the women lay a single man. His body was the worst of them all. His body burnt, with all his limbs missing, and his head decapitated. His head lay looking at the sky. His short blonde hair slicked back from the rain. The mouth was ajar collecting water to soon drain out his neck where his body should be. The rain came down on his eyes to simply roll off looking like tears escaping his deep blue eyes.

The man simply stood and looked at the sight before him. "The great Arc clan? Ha" scoffed the man in a deep voice. As he took one last look at the bodies before him he walked over them, his sight now set on a house not to far from him.

It stood two stories tall with a white coat of paint, with a small dirt road heading off from the side. After another minute of walking he now stood on the back porch. "Sniff." He was about to enter the home when he heard a sniffling sound. "Sniff." When he heard it again he immediately looked down at his feet. He stood on a welcome mat that sat offaly crooked. The man stepped off it, and moved it to reveal a trapdoor. He grabbed hold of the heavy metal ring that acted as a handle and lifted it to reveal a young boy.

The boy was no older than 10. His light blonde hair shined in what little bit of moonlight now escaped the clouds above. The blue jeans, and white shirt he wore were dirtied by the ground he lay upon, huddled up in a ball. He made no moves. Upon further inspection he was found to be out cold. No doubt from the fear of listening to his family being butchered. On the right sleeve of his shirt lay two golden arcs. These seemed to grab the man's attention before he grabbed the boy by the collar.

He was surprised when he felt a strong aura emitting from the boy, even when it was obviously still locked. This brought a devious smile to his face. As soon as it appeared though lightning struck giving way only to a scowl.

"What is it my brothers" said the man in a deep voice.

Behind him three other cloaked figures appeared. The one farthest to the left was the first to speak. "It appears you dined upon mortal flesh, and drank their blood tonight War." His voice sounded dry as if he was parched.

"OH! And what be that in your hands brother? Another carrier to spread our sickness across the lands perhaps? Cough, cough." The words barely escaped his throat before he started having a coughing fit.

"He is to be my next incarnate." The man called war now stood facing the three men to gauge their reactions. When they heard what he said they all shifted uncomfortably.

"Why him brother? He looks not like any of the qualities fit to wear the mantle of War."

"Pestilence has a point brother. There is also the fact that he is a young boy. All of our new incarnates were chosen upon birth. He does not have the right to carry your mantle. He-"

"Famine be silenced" spoke the one center of the three in a whispery voice silencing the one now deemed Famine. "Let us hear your reasoning for this War."

War stiffened slightly when he heard his brother speak his name. "Death my brother, you're mantle has existed since the birth of time. Famine, and Pestilence came to creation when creatures first walked this earth. Unlike you brothers I was made by the actions of humans. Not by nature, biology, or the psyche. You're mantles are things that can be carried by birth, but mine is earned."

The man pauses and holds up the boy. "This boy has great strength, and wields massive aura that can be felt even when locked. With that and the bodies that will now be the foundation of his life" he gestures to the dead bodies of the boy's family. "He can be crafted into the perfect incarnate to carry my mantle." He takes a breath and sets the boy down. "Any problems with that?"

Wars brothers look at each other and simply nod. "Very well brother" says Death. "We will let you do as you please with the boy… for now"

With that another bolt of lightning roars in the background and the three disappear as fast as they first appeared.

After a moment of listening to the rain continue to fall war looks at the boy. His form now soaked to the bone, not showing any sign of waking soon. A crooked smile spreads across Wars lips. "Let us go boy, for you have much to learn, and much bloodshed to see." With that war lifts the boy over his shoulder and walks of into the distance.

Hope you guys enjoyed it. As you can probably tell its based off of the four horsemen of the apocalypse, and Jaune is going to be war! Yes, yes not very Jauney-ish, but its my story so back off! Anyways going to have some romance in it as well. Have not decided with who though. Stuck between Yang, Cinder, or maybe having one of the OC's that will be the other horsemen being a woman. Let me know what you guys think, and I will try to get another chapter out as soon as possible. Freak-out! ;P