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Alright this is my first time writing one of these so my grammar and spelling may have problems in areas. This is an OC x Yang though if you wanna see any other ships happen in this just let me know. Set halfway through Volume 2 right after the Mech fight and a little before the ball.

Name:Chase Brimstone

Alias: "The Executioner"

Age:17

Race: Wolverine Faunus

Height:5'11

Hair:Light Brown

Eyes: A Marble blue

Outfit: He wears a few different T-shirts though they tend to be either Deadpool, DBZ, or just some plain ones though I will indicate which one he is wearing. He also wears a leather jacket that goes down to about mid thigh level. He is almost always wearing a pair of wireless black headphones around his neck and loves them more than life itself. He wears Jeans and black combat boots that have thick heavy souls.

Personality: He is shy and lacks both confidence and social understanding leading him to be very awkward towards most and to outright fear social situation and contact with those he doesn't know well. Despite this he is kind and polite towards everyone and is exceptionally blunt when speaking and tries to help others to the best of his ability. Though when it comes to fighting he completely shifts into almost an entirely different person. He has confidence in his abilities and will fight quite ferociously. Word to the wise touch his headphones without his permission and he will become like Yang when her hair is damaged. This is all due to his high functioning Autism that kinda makes him the person he is.

Weapon: His weapons are gloves called Eternity and Infinity. They can transform themselves into various weapons such as drills, gauntlet blades, and have 2 high caliber pistols that can fold out of them. They are also heat/cold/electric and radioactive resistance allowing him to get in close and grapple. He also has an adaptive rifle called The Samaritan which can shift into many different forms such as shotgun, sniper, rifle, etc.

Semblance: His semblance allows him to boost his physical capabilities many fold in power. This is similar to the Kaio-Ken from DBZ though it is a light green almost a tiel aura that surrounds him instead. Unlike the Kaio-ken while he is using this ability he is slowly losing grasp on reality slowly going insane and having vivid hallucinations as he uses it longer. Typically he gains his sense of self a few hours after using it so typically he uses in in short bursts.

Backstory: Chase was kidnapped by the Atlesian Military at age 3 to become the ultimate soldier. They soon learned that he was Autistic and almost scrapped the program but decided against it to see how he would perform. He began learning martial arts and how to use just about every weapon known to man at age 6. He was mastering them at record times showing that he was a sevant in combat which more than made up for his lack of social cues and understanding. He was treated to inhuman conditions and escaped the program at age 16 to become his own person.

Let's get this story ROCKIN:

Chase shot up out of bed eyes wide, seat pouring off of him as he awoke suddenly. He sat in his dorm alone as he had no team, just listening to his ragged labored breaths as they went in and out. Nightmare plagued him constantly though with no one to rally talk to he had no real outlet for such a thing. Though that is kinda expected as he had only gotten there a few days ago with this being his first real over he saw it was only 7:30 and that he had more time if he wanted to go to sleep as he usually didn't start until about 8:00.

"Getting at it a little early wouldn't be bad" he said to the empty room around him. Pulling off his sheets he began to get on his normal clothes and began his daily routine of taking his focusing meds and rushing his teeth. As he did this he thought back to Ozpin's offer.

"Chase you are a man of extraordinary talent and I think you would be of use for you to go to Beacon" Ozpin had said. They had met earlier in the week after Ozpin saw Chase defend not only himself but a family of 5 from a series of armed robbers. Chase had been living in various places doing various jobs for a while now. As he thought about the offer he realised he really had no better option, so he agreed and decided to enroll.

Grabbing his scroll he saw it was 8:15 now which meant he had more than enough time to get his breakfast. After opening his door he was greeted with a great deal of noise that caused him to physically wince as his ears twitched violently in pain. Faunus already had much better hearing than humans but his was much more sensitive than even that due to being hypersensitive.

Opening his eyes he could see the smiling faces of Team RWBY at his door.

They had made a makeshift banner and such things right outside his doorway welcoming him to Becon. In front of him where the smiling faces of four girls though each one seemed to have some designated color either red, white, black, or yellow.

Putting on a brave face Chase smiled the best he could though on the inside he was freaking out trying to make some amalgamation of words that even kind of resembled a greeting. "Hi ho" was the best he could squeak out as the girls looked at him rather oddly for his choice of greeting.

"Hi, and we're just here to welcome you to your new home at Beacon, I'm Ruby and this is my partner Weiss. That there is my big sister Yang and her partner Blake. Together we are the awesome TEAM RWBY!" Ruby said has her eyes developed stars in them clearly overjoyed in simply meeting more people and making new friends. Chase was all for making new friends but he had no idea how to do it. " Thank you for the consideration… that's a nice b-banor did you pick it up anywhere?" he asked awkwardly shoving out the comment. "Well we made it ourselves but we got the supplies…"

Ruby's voice began to drift farther and farther away as Chase seemed to think back to something…

Chase age: 7

"Welcome back after your first mission, Project:BrimStone" the loudspeaker said. It echoed over and over in the white room. It scarcely had anything that wasn't related to training.

The room had a plane white bed with a single pillow and blanket. The frame was rickety and squeaked often as it seemed to really needed some oil. There were a few testing dummies that had seemed to have taken some damage.

Chase's small frame was covered in a white medical gown with blue spots on it. He had shoes though he didn't normally wear them as he hated the feeling of socks on his skin. Something about the sensation just irked him and he still had trouble putting them on. He wore his precious black headphones which seemed to be the one thing the ,"Lab Coats" he had heard them called, seemed to truly respect.

Even though he had come back from his mission alive he didn't return unscathed from his battles. His left eye had a nice bruise the size of a golf ball right above it. There was a long deep cut on his right arm, most of the bleeding had been stopped with his aura but it was still leaking slightly. Both of his legs had been burned and were now blistering much to the young boy's dismay.

"Thank you for the warm welcome." Chase had responded in a quiet voice looking towards his feet as he curled and uncurled his toes.

"There's just one last thing you have to do."

Some noises were heard down in the floor as a person was lifted out of the floor in a kneeling position. He was tied up with his arms behind his back to restrict his movement as much as possible. The poor man was wearing the remnants of clearly perscription glasses as he squinted slightly to make out the room better.

There was another similar whirring under the floor again as a white pedestal went next to Chase. The lone object was a fully loaded pistol.

"This man was the only survivor of the mission."The voice boomed "Now we are not upset by this but we need to know if we can trust you or not."

Chase knew what this ment and grimaced. The man noticed this and began to plead to the young faunus "Please I...I don't wanna die. Not like this please, dear lord please don't kill me like this." He kept begging like this as Chase picked up the pistol

"I'm sorry" was the last thing the man heard as Chase pulled the trigger. "Why, why did he have to die" was all the boy could think as tears streamed down his face

His mind may have been somewhere else but his body was still in the hall with team RWBY. It started at his hand but soon the rest of the body followed suit shaking and sweating. At first it was slight but it soon got more and more violent as even a few silent tears began running down his face.

The girls saw this and looked at each other and back to him worryingly. "You alright there?" the blonde beauty asked the new kid. After not responding he seemed to snap out of whatever had just happened to him, though he still refused to make eye contact with any of them. "Sorry 'bout that.. Guess I just kinda drifted off for a sec." Chase said slightly chuckling trying to get out of the corner he realised he had just dug for himself. "You sure you're alright?" Blake pressed, but Chase just nodded slightly saying "Look I umm...gotta go meet my first period teacher a little early." while still avoiding eye contact.

Before anyone could really question him on his actions he had already ran off and gone around the corner. Something about him however, made Blake think that she had seen him somewhere.

"That was awfully rude!" Weiss complained

"Look I'm sure he's just having a hard time adjusting to the new lifestyle is all" Yang said coming to his defence

"I still don't trust him." Weiss scoffed to no one in particular

Yang had a smile appear on her face when she thought back to him though. She saw him a little like she had Ruby when she was starting. All she had to do now was break him out of his shell. Easier said than done unfortunately.

A/N: Alright, some exposition and some setup for some pretty badass stuff. Now there will be more profanity down the road but I don't think that's such a big deal for most. About the flashback, I don't know if I'll do them every chapter but if you guys want it I'll be sure to work em in. If you have any ideas or suggestions on where things should go or to make things better just shoot me a message.

I'll see all ya later.