So, I've seen the latest trailer for the new Dragon Ball Super: Broly movie and I had a hit of inspiration, so I decided to write down the idea during work for the past few days, and this is the result.

Be warned though, the fate of Broly in this is purely for entertainment purposes, don't consider it to be my real opinion or anything.

That said, enjoy.

"Desperation is one hell of an emotion, ya know? I know because I've been there. It makes us do things we would never even consider doing. It breaks us down, piece by piece, and in the end if you let it, desperation will win, thus the actions you do in its name will only get worse, and when all is said and done...you will be eaten up with nothing but regret when everything you hold dear is just ashes around you." ~Qrow Branwen

Legacy of the Saiyans: Jaune Arc

Prologue: A New Breed

"Journal Recording #1: I...can't believe it. When we received the call I was excited, ecstatic even. However, now that I've seen what the faunus miners found in the mines...I can't help, but be very cautious. It was an incredible find to be sure but...this thing...it was just a huge corpse, and yet just being near the thing brought a chill down my spine. Whoever or whatever this thing was...it must have been incredibly dangerous. Just the vibe from it was enough to make me feel as if death was breathing down my neck. I'm kinda glad it's dead."

General James Ironwood considered himself to be a practical man. In almost every aspect he has aimed for the most precise and efficient method in attaining his goals, no matter what they may be. That was why he was such an influentially powerful man. Having become the Headmaster of Atlas Academy had merely been the first step in his career. When he showed his methods in teaching and hammering out unruly youths into practical and competent soldiers had earned him accolades and praise from many of his comrades.

Then he made General in the Atlesian Military due to the many of his campaigns with pushing back the Grimm from Atlas thus earning the people of the continent more land to nurture and build upon. This has earned him adoration and respect among his peers and in the Chain of Command. His methods in pushing them back had been tactically sound and were the most efficient in pushing back the Grimm threat. He was only one of the few Generals in the army, but if a vote had to be made it would be clear that he would win if it came down to the position of Commander-in-Chief.

And finally was his two seats on the Remnant Council. An achievement even he himself was still surprised to hold. Due to his sheer brilliance in both the Atlesian Military as one of its most decorated Generals, his responsibilities as Atlas Academies Headmaster, and Head of the Kingdoms Technological Division, caused James Ironwood to have so much influence that even the Council had taken notice and earned him a seat on the council. The other seat had been given to him by the King of Atlas before his death thus leaving no heir to take the seat. Thus the King left it to the most decorated officer in the military to hold the position.

Thus, James held two seats on the council of all of Remnant, which left him with a unique level of political power that rare few could barely match.

However, all of that was meaningless.

"Journal Recording #3: It's been exactly 3 days since the faunus miners excavated the...fossil from the glacier. Since then we of the ASRD have taken complete control over the fossil and have moved it to a secure facility. Thankfully, with the aid of General Ironwood and the backing he has given us, we've been given the go ahead on finding out everything we can about this thing; who or what this thing is, and if possible, if it's secrets can be beneficial for Atlas.

General James Ironwood for all his military might and political power knew that he was also a very deeply flawed man. He wasn't perfect, far from it really. He has sacrificed fellow soldiers to attain the objective. He has stepped upon the corpses of his own to reach where he was now. Contrary to what many believed, James Ironwood was not, in any sense of the word, a good man. He was a tactician, a man who put the needs of the many above the needs of the few. His best interests for Atlas sometimes interfered with his own interest for the good of all.

Which has led to his current dilemma.

James was an orphan who was adopted by an Atlesian soldier. He was raised to take up the best interests of Atlas at heart. Atlas was his home and Solitas was his foundations. He was raised to do everything, no matter how vile it was, to bring the betterment of Atlas and Solitas. And he was of the mindset for a very long time. Almost to the point of being zealous in his regard of bringing the betterment of all of Atlas. However, that all changed when he met certain people who changed his views and opened his eyes to an even bigger chess game than he'd ever anticipated.

The revelation that their was a monster out there, whose power controlled the Grimm and held more than 95% of Remnants land as her own. A woman who was considered a Queen, a Goddess among the Grimm. An entity with more pull in the shadows than he could ever anticipate. Such an existence was lurking in the shadows for so long, and James was expected to be able to help against such a creature? Especially when such a being had lived for so long?

How do you compete with that?

Where do you even begin?

Apparently the organization he'd recently joined believed these Maidens from the fairy tale held the key to stopping Salem. Yet James found it hard to believe even when proof of their existence was shown to him. James Ironwood was a man of science and technological advancement for mankind. He believed in logical solutions; not in whimsical fairy tales told to children at night.

Well, as if the Gods had blessed him with an answer, he was given one such way. It was in the form of a fossil, a frozen burnt corpse dug up by the faunus miners in the Schnee dust mines. It was in the heart of the mountains, and the corpse was found inside a glacier, but when it was excavated and James had seen it for himself.

He had felt it.

He didn't know how, he didn't know why, and he sure as hell didn't know where it was from, but James had felt it the moment he was within 3 feet of it. The corpse was too burnt and beaten to be distinguishable. Yet it's body was massive, at least 3 times taller than himself, and with a level of muscle that could put an Alpha Ursa to shame. Yet it was the feeling he got from the corpse that was the most telling.

It was raw.

It was primal.

It...was alien.

And that thought shook James to his core. It brought thousands of ideas to the forefront of his mind, but only one took precedence.

Maybe this thing could hold a key to ending that wretched Queen once and for all.

Or so...that was his thought at the time.

"Journal Recording #9: The fossil has been entirely cleaned from head to toe, but the sheer durability of this thing is completely insane. When the General ordered for samples to be taken from the corpse we didn't think much of it. Yet when we tried a needle the damn thing snapped as if it was pressing against solid steel. We then tried a laser drill, but that didn't do anything besides shatter the damn tool. We then took to try anything from swords, guns, anything with piercing power, but nothing so much as made a scratch.

Then we went with the strongest thing we had.

It was a glacier cutting tool that was used to carve into the deep ice seeped bedrock of Solitas to expand territories and build more mines for the Schnee Dust company. It was made by a diamondium dalmascus steel bit with an ultra concentrated laser that could pierce into even the thickest of material.

….The tool exploded after 5 minutes of overuse, but there was success!

A small indention in the corpse had been made. Just enough to gather samples of DNA for the General.

The samples from the corpse proved his theory to be true. Whoever or whatever this thing was, it was most definitely not of Remnant. The cells were entirely different from either humans or faunus. However, James was convinced the cells could be of some use to aiding the war with Salem, but to his soldiers he simply said this research could be the breakthrough Atlas needed to advance themselves enough to stop the Grimm once and for all.

So tests had been done and the results had been both astonishing and disappointing in equal measure.

They had taken two samples of the dna and isolated the cells within in before placing them in two individual cell plates; each one filled with human and faunus cells respectively. And under a microscope, James and the lead Doctor heading this project saw what the alien cells did to the human and faunus cells.

The human cells were the first to be affected by the foreign cell. Once the two were put into one plate the alien cell reacted first. Coming into contact with the human cells, they were quick to show signs of change as they dispersed and evolved into cells much like the alien one. They were quick in their multiplication, but that's where the changes ended.

Then the faunus came next, and interestingly enough, the alien cell had remained stationary once placed in a sample of monkey faunus cells. The faunus cells were the first ones to react and when they moved to connect with the foreign cell an interesting change occurred. The faunus cells started to grow 3 times their normal size, but like the human cells that is where different changes occurred.

However, there was one change that occurred to both cells that were one and the same when they came into contact with the alien cell. And that was the fact the activity of the human and faunus cells had been increased by an unforeseen amount. Their activity levels had been so off the charts that they were darting all across the sample in a vain attempt to escape and reach the nearest organism.

Dr. Gero, the head of the Atlas Science and Research Division suspected that the alien cell must have acted as a supercharger to the human and faunus cells; increasing their activity by at least 500 times. Thus the alien cells were code named S-Cells due to what they were and what they could potentially do.

Well that is until the human and faunus cells both began to break down and deteriorate in just about 30 or so seconds after exposure.

"Journal Recording #21: While we found that the alien cell did cause interesting changes to occur in both human and faunus cells, we had to go about do further test with different test subjects due to the end result of the exposure of the alien cell. 3 months have gone by and we still have gotten close to figuring out how this cell and how we could safely implement its use without harming test subjects.

We did multiple experiments with lab rats, dogs, cats, lions, tigers, and monkeys. Each one was given a small injection of the alien sample, and the results were...disappointing to say the least.

Most of the animal started to act out in pure aggression, regressing back to their prime survival instincts. Though we noted certain physical changes did occur in the animals. Dogs and Cats became 10 times faster than their normal speed. Tigers and Lions became much more ferocious and were able bend steel in their jaws and leave gouges in the metal with their claws.

Then there was the monkeys, out of all the animals, they had the most interesting change. Once injected by the alien sample they seemed to gradually become more aware of their surroundings and of themselves. Choosing to opt for more...human postures, but that wasn't all. They showed displays of incredible strength for what they were. They break steel, punch through granite, and even out run the enhanced dogs and cats.

However, it was the monkeys that showed the greatest amount of ferocity. Becoming ravenous and hungry, they fell upon the other animals in the cells, killing and consuming the dogs, cats, and tigers and lions in a mass blood frenzy where the monkeys had gorged themselves on the flesh of the other animals.

It...was the most horrifying thing I have ever witnessed in my 50 years of being alive.

Yet, after all that, the monkeys started to slow down and eventually started to attack each other in a rabid frenzy, and as this happened their bodies started to break down as the alien sample within them caused deterioration throughout their bodies. And soon they died while tearing each other apart.

It was disappointing when we were so close to a breakthrough, but the results from the experiments did give us some interesting insight into what these cells can do.

More research and experimentation is required.

James considered what he could do many times over the course of the last few months. Report after report from the ASRD only showed more interesting results the cells showed, but in return every experiment ended with the subject dying due to deterioration. At first he didn't know why it happened; he considered it may be because no living thing on Remnant was even close to the biological make up of the alien corpse they had found, but that wasn't entirely true.

Small isolated genes within the alien sample were found to be similar to certain type of genes found in human and monkey genomes respectively. Although they were worlds apart, the distinction was there nonetheless, and from that James was confident a foundation could be built from it.

However, that was 2 months ago, and the only thing the ASRD could produce was a theoretical analysis. Pure conjecture at its best, but it was all they had.

The report had been made by Dr. Gero and from it James was left with only one option in his head.

This was because the report had said, the only way to truly see how the alien sample could be used was if it was introduced to a human with a strong genetical foundation born through centuries of adapting and evolution. A human that could only be considered untainted, a newborn, but had such a diverse and strong gene pool that they could only prove to be the most viable test subject.

And James felt the report rung true. It was a scientific fact that out of every living species on the planet, humans were the most versatile and adaptable when placed in any kind of environment. Humans were prone to do what they needed to so they could survive. They would hunt, kill, eat to survive. Whatever environment, whatever climate, humans made up for their weakness in strength, speed, reflexes and other such things with their versatility and adaptability. Humans were intellectual creatures at heart and because of this they were considered at the top of the food chain with the faunus just beneath that.

The reason for that was because the faunus lacked the versatile mindset humans had due to their natural reliance on their animalistic traits they were born with. Which wasn't a bad thing as James himself had met quite a few faunus that were incredibly dangerous due to their specialized traits. However, the fact remained, because of their over reliance on their traits, faunus were much less versatile than humans were in the world.

Regardless though, James now had only one option left to him, and it was one he was entirely against. The mere thought of it brought forth a violent amount of vile to surge up from within him. He knew exactly where to get such a test subject, but it would be completely inhuman of him to even consider getting it. And that was just due to what he would have to do to get such a fine specimen.

"No..." James would tell himself. "There has to be another way."

He said this in confidence...

But the lingering doubt in the back of his mind was growing.

Journal Recording #45: I'm not sure what has the General so troubled, but the fact remains he is. He may try to hide it, but I've been alive long enough to notice the symptoms. Sleep deprivation, lack of an appetite, mood swings, anxiety. Yes, the general may fool the others, but he is still 40 year's too young to keep it from me.

Although I can't him blame him for falling into that state. The moment we found that alien corpse in that glacier it could only be considered the biggest scientific find in all of Remnants history, rivaling that of the discovery of dust itself. And yet, from the billions of lien poured into this project, the resources we have put into this endeavor. All of that...

It was all proving for naught as the alien sample has proven to be more lethal and damaging than it would be productive. No living test subject has lived long enough for us to record how useful it would be, and it was too deadly to use in any practical military use as it would killed anyone within 30 seconds to a minute depending on the person.

At least that was the theoretical analysis at work since we've yet to try live human testing, but the General has denied all avenues to such subjects.

Hm, this is indeed troubling...

They say desperation could be considered a good thing. Desperation comes in all sorts of situations, but its most useful potential comes out when you're backed into a corner in battle. Desperation fires off neurons in the brain receptors and can sometimes engage a rush of adrenaline to push through an attack or multiple attacks that would otherwise kill or cripple you. Or give you reflexes you didn't know you had; thus allowing you to avoid a hailstorm of attacks from a range, so you can get close to the enemy and cut them down.

Desperation could be considered a good thing in that regard, in a combat situation that is. In a life or death scenario desperation was the key to either surviving or dying.

However, it was a gamble to rely on it, it was a double-edged sword, and if you strayed too far off the path the edge would cut you down faster than any sword.

And that was what James Ironwood felt when he received reports from both his commanders out in the field trying to root out the White Fang terrorists only to find out their have been recent surges within faunus communities with rebellious natures coming to head with local authorities. And debriefings from his fellow member in organization that was dedicated to killing Salem. Reports of her activity growing as Grimm have become more active over the past couple of months resulting in villages outside the Kingdoms being raised to the ground and the residents becoming refugees fleeing the threat, or those unable to get away being caught and eaten by the monsters.

It was all so much for the General. He had poured so much of his time and resources into this project, one he had kept secret from everyone besides a few generous benefactors.

This was supposed to be the breakthrough they needed, but it was all going to end in naught if they didn't find a way to use this giant corpse of alien DNA for something. There was just so much potential to be had here yet no way on capitalizing on it.

But then, there was a way.

It was just something James himself had considered, but had instantly thrown aside since if he acted on it he would he be tossing aside all his morals and principles. He'd be committing some of the biggest crimes in History. If he acted on it he would become the very thing he hated above all else.

He would become a criminal if he was ever found out...

But it would all be for the benefit of bringing down Salem forever.

'Can I really justify myself when danger is swarming around us from every corner? How can I look at my subordinates, my people, my fellow comrades and say I couldn't do anything when I have a viable option in my arsenal.'

The honest answer was he couldn't. James Ironwood knew all too well that to get anywhere in the world you had to play dirty, and do things that were downright criminal to get any sort of real power. He knew this, and it was why James had reconsidered his option from before and called for a meeting with Dr. Gero.

It was time to play dirty.

"Journal Recording #47: Intriguing. It would seem the General has proven my theory correct. After all this time he knows of one fine specimen that fits the theoretical analysis report. He didn't give me any specifics, but he assured me that I would have the subject within the weeks time. Interesting, but there is no point in becoming too excited. Regardless of whether or not this specimen fits the report doesn't matter to me. What does matter though is that we will finally have our first human test subject and that alone is cause for excitement.

But I shall remain calm. I am a Scientist first and foremost, and if there is anything we can get from this, then by the Gods I will find it."

In truth, there was only one family that came to mind when James Ironwood read the report from Dr. Gero. It was the only family that made sense considering who and what they were as a people, as a race, and what they were as a living culture. He knew them, was personal friends with the head of the family, they were the nicest people he had the pleasure of knowing. Hell, he was the Godfather to their first daughter Bianca.

Which made what he was about to do them all the worse.

That family was the Arcs. A Family whose history predated all of Remnants known recorded history. As far as anyone knew the Arcs have always been a present force in Remnant. They were hailed as the greatest warriors among Remnant and rightfully so due to what they have done in the past and what they were capable of even now. The Arcs were warriors. No one in their right mind would ever say otherwise. The Arcs were born and bred for battle; that was all they knew, it is what they were born to do. They breathed warfare like it was second nature. They were natural leaders, always on the front lines leading the soldiers to the first clash of any conflict they were apart of.

They were also diverse in who they were. Human or Faunus, they all stemmed from both races which made them genetically a diverse race of people who each held a gene pool of the worlds most genetically diverse genes in the world. No one knew why the Arcs were so strong, or so combat superior to everyone else, but scientists around the world theorized it was something in their genome.

Though they were small in number, there wasn't anyone foolish enough to gain their ire without knowing the consequences it would bring down upon them. Their influence was beyond the Council which was always a topic of heated discussion among them when the conversation ever came to them. However, no one would dare to try and place restrictions upon them unless they wanted to go to war with them.

And to go to war against even one Arc was an attempt in futility as the current Elder Arc, Julius Arc, had proven such a feat in the past. A fabled story told to anyone that even had a small amount of knowledge in the past. Julius Arc had fought in the Faunus Rights Revolution, and on the side of the faunus at that. He waged campaign after campaign against his own humans, and at the Battle of Fort Castle he was instrumental in stopping General Lagunes reinforcements of 10,000 Atlesian soldiers by putting them into a choke point and used his fabled semblance, Adaptation, to single handedly crush the reinforcements while his army aided the faunus in stopping Lagune and helped in his capture.

The old Arc was a monster, of that there was no doubt, but with his semblance? There wasn't a person alive that was stupid enough to anger that sleeping dragon.

However, James Ironwood was about to be the first.

Because as he gripped the walkie talkie in his hand, his grip tightened on the paper in his hand.

It was an invitation...

From the Arcs...

Celebrating the day the firstborn son of the Arc family was born.

Jaune Arc...

He has found the prime test subject.

"Alpha Squad, commence the Operation."

"...Ten-four, General."

James sighed as he put the device away and opened the door to his bullhead to see the sight of the Arc Ancestral home before his eyes.

'May the Gods have mercy on my soul for what I'm about to do.'

It was pure chaos.

James Ironwood should have expected as much, but he hadn't truly taken in the full measure of what he'd done into account nor the consequences that would follow. He was going down the elevator to the ASRD underground facility, but he had already seen the headlines blasting across the news across the Kingdoms. But that wasn't all, every major military force that had ever served under the Arcs pulled their forces back and swelled up with the Arcs. Whether from past loyalties or something else, it hadn't even been 12 hours and already the Arcs had already situated themselves in a major power.

And they were angry.

'Though I would be too if I was in their position.'

James sighed as he looked down at the cause of the whole mess, it was a newborn baby boy wrapped up in a bundle of white and gold cloth. The Arc ensemble emboldened on the cloth, signifying where this boy came from. He looked at the boy, his mess of blond hair and startling blue eyes were such an Arc trait that he couldn't be any more of an Arc if the boy tried.

Than again, James was holding the heir to the Arc legacy so he shouldn't be all that surprised.

For a moment he felt a shiver go down his spine when he thought of the recent actions of the Elder Arc and what he's done in the wake of the boy's kidnapping. Julius was a whole kind of animal all on his own, but he was also a family man. He loved his son, his family. He spoiled his grand daughters like it was nobody's business. And it was because of that James was terrified.

Julius was a man of focus, and once he set his sights on something he wouldn't stop till he got what he wanted.

The man had made his presence known through various networks and had given one message. One solitary message that shook all the Kingdoms and brought forth a wave of such cold wrath that it put everyone on alert. When his grizzled face blew up on every major new network around the world, everyone that knew of him froze on the spot. Though wrinkled and his gray hair made him appear every bit the old man that he was, his cold blue eyes shined with a fury unlike anything the world had ever seen.

"As some of you may or may not know. My grand son, my heir, Jaune Arc, was taken from us. We don't know who the kidnappers are, or what their intentions were behind this heinous act. However, we are sure of one thing. We will find you, and when we do, there will be no force on this solitary rock that will save you from me. I don't care who you are. Civilian, President, King, or Councilmen. When we find the perpetrator, I will show you true agony. Whoever you are, if you hurt my boy, you will never no peace. Death will be a mercy that I will not give you."

And that had been the end of it.

Yet James could already tell the old mans declaration would send the Council into a fit of hysteria and rightfully so given the context of what the old monster had said.

But no one deserved to be more scared then himself.

However, he would stand his ground when his time came and would accept the consequences of his actions without a notion of resistance.

Yet right now, as he reached the facility, his mind was set on one thing. To make the weapon that would finally kill Salem and end the Grimm threat once and for all.

He met Dr. Gero, an old man in a white scientists garb with long gray hair he reached out to the old man who glanced down at the boy and his eyes could have popped out of his skull. "As promised Doctor, here is the test subject, I assume there will be no problems?" he said. His voice was emotionless, giving nothing of personal feelings as he gave the boy to the shaking heads of the old scientist. Gero simply looked at the boy for a few moments before he looked back at James, and the grin the old man gave a chill of disgust down his spine.

"Oh General...there is no problem whatsoever..."

And that was the beginning of what would be the most successful and terrible experiment made in humankind.

It's been 5 days since James had Jaune Arc kidnapped from his ancestral home, and ever since then the Atlesian General has kept himself busy with Council meetings and debriefings with his organization over the matter. The fallout over the Arc boys kidnapping had been far more reaching than he'd anticipated since the organization he worked for was even starting to stress about the whole situation was capable of disrupting the balance of the worlds major powers.

However, he eased his mind from that when he thought of today, today would be the biggest gamble he was about to take. Standing in the Stasis chamber of the ASRD facility, he stood with Dr. Gero with a clipboard in hand and a serum injector filled with the a whole tub of S-Cells directly taken from the alien corpse.

"So, are you sure this will work Gero?" he asked as he looked at the newborn. The boy was cleaned and placed on a table. The boy simply lay there staring at them with big curious blue eyes. Looking at him only made his guilt grow tenfold, but he pushed it down and replaced it with a cold mask of neutrality.

Gero for his part seemed ecstatic, well at least one of us was happy about this, James thought as the old man spoke. "Well I'm not hundred percent certain, but from preliminary tests done on the boys cells and the aliens we had much more progress than any other. The survival rate of the cells had been down 50 from 100, but when reintroduced to the S-cell again the survival rate of those cells jumped up by at least 50% with 25 out of 50 of that cell group surviving. So, for the Subject 0 here, I can only give him a 10 or maybe 20% chance of surviving, but that is just being considerate. You know how volatile these S-cells are so there is no way of knowing until we do the test." he said and James sighed.

Well this was it.

Looking at the boy one more time, blue met blue.

"Do it." his voice dead to the world.

"I'm sorry Jaune." those last few words escaped him, and the boy tilted his head when he looked at him.

"Very well, commencing injection." Dr. Gero came up to Jaune and grabbing the boys arm he gently pressed the needle in and the boy showed his displeasure when he let out a wail.

"WAAAAAHHH! WAAAHHHH!" each cry made James close his eyes and bite the inside of his cheek as Gero put the need into the boys vein he pushed the S-Cells in.

"And there we go." amid the crying boy, the Doctor said with the injector and James opened his eyes to watch the boy.

"Now let's see what happens." and so they watched the boy cry and cry some more until, 2 minutes in, the boy suddenly stopped crying, and instead let out a gurgle. At this the two men narrowed their eyes as the boy started to convulse. They watched in morbid fascination as the newborn let out gurgles before he started to tremble on the table. The fascination grew as the boy started to claw at the table leaves gouges into the steel. Then came the shaking and it wasn't from the boy. A pressure started to fall upon the whole facility. It brought the two men to the ground, but as it started cause the electronics to burst and other scientists to collapse gasping for air.

It stopped.

And the boy stopped moving.

Fear clawed its way the the surface when he saw this, and James recovered quickly to get to the boy. "Jaune!"

But Gero saw something else, the aura readers in the chamber suddenly started to go off the charts.

"General get back!" Gero shouted and James reacted purely on instinct and did as his body ordered, and in time to as the last thing he saw was a coat of white slowly appear over Janue's body.

Then the world went white.

Boom!

An explosion rocked the whole facility, but the major damage had been restrained to the testing chamber. The shockwave however had done enough damage to send researchers and scientists flying into walls and appliances. The electronics exploded and the facility almost seemed to collapse in on itself as the world nearly gave way under the massive force that erupted from within it.

Inside the testing chamber, however, the two men were able to get up with relatively no harm done, but as the smoke cleared the two men saw something that would change their lives forever.

"General...James...we've done it...WE'VE DONE IT! LOOK!" Dr. Gero was over the shattered moon in excitement, and James opened his eyes to see what the doctor saw.

And his eyes widened in sheer shock, his irises trembled by what he saw, but his mind denied what he was seeing.

It was the newborn Jaune, but he was no longer laying on a steel table. No the entire area of where the boy was was reduced to nothing, but a sphere shaped crevice in the earth. The whole metal had been vaporized from the blast. Nothing remained, every piece of metal was gone in the area of the blast.

No the only thing that remained was Jaune and the boy was there...floating in mid-air with a shocking white aura surrounding his form. His body was curled up and his hands clenching into fists. The boy's hair was spiking out at odd angles with a streak of black hair going out to the right. However, the biggest changes was the boys eyes, they were open and staring straight ahead, but instead of the blue was a primal hue of yellow. A shade brighter than a cats, but darker than the original yellow.

And...waving behind him, was a brown bristled 2 foot monkey tail.

By the Gods what have I created?

"We've done it James..." the General heard the doctor speak and he glanced at the older man with speculation.

"...And just exactly what have we done, Doctor?"

Dr. Gero's mouth stretched into a mad grin as he stared at the boy ahead of him. "Something great. Something neither human nor faunus. We've done something unprecedented here. General, we have created...a whole new breed."

….

'Why does that leave me feeling so terrified?'

If only he knew, if only he had read the signs.

If only James Ironwood had applied his brilliance and saw...how this event would change the course of history forever.

Don't maul me to death about all that gentetic mumbo jumbo. I'm not gonna pretend to be a Genetics expert. I'm just rolling off what I've found with some research.

Now with that said hope you all liked it.

Bedtime!

ASRD – Atlas Science & Research Division