I'm not gonna bore you with a full story about my life from childbirth or about my family. I'm just gonna give you the parts I find are more important, so that way you understand who I am, what I do and did in my life, and hopefully not bore you to death in the process. So, let's begin:

Name: Shane Carbon (Shane is Hebrew for "God is Gracious." Carbon is the mineral, commonly black in color)

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Height: 5''8'

Weight: 135 lbs

Handedness: Left

Physical Appearance: Caucasian; My left eye is brown, while my right is dark red. I've got dark brown hair in a buzz-cut style. I have a slim but muscular build. I also have three scars to the right side of my face ( a vertical one on the right side of my forehead, just above my eye that reaches up near the hairline, and two separate ones coming down at a diagonal starting right at the bottom of my right eye socket) as well as laceration scars on my chest, upper arms, and back, as well as gunshot scars on my chest that went all the way through out my back.

Weapon(s)/Equipment: Let's start off with "Bangalore," which is basically a triple barrel shotgun with razor sharp blades running each barrel. Then there's my pistol, .40 Caliber, 15 round magazine, and a built-in suppressor. Then last but certainly not least, there's my collapsible baton...kinda self explanatory.

Semblance: Invisibility

Now for what you've been waiting for, my back story;

I began my training in unarmed combat when I was only six years old, melee weapons at eight, and firearms nine, showing a high degree of proficiency in each aspect of combat, but I continue to seek improvement whenever possible. I ended up enlisting in Vale's Military Forces when I turned 14, where I lied about my age since the minimum was 16. I ended up becoming a very obedient and highly skilled soldier, which was noted by my superiors.

At 17 years, I was unfortunate to be a part of a botched attack on a White Fang Stronghold where I was the sole survivor of my entire unit. I was captured in the aftermath, and during the course of over a month, had to endure brutal torture at the hands of the White Fang. During my time in my cell, I discovered my semblance of invisibility, which was one of the only things that I had available for my escape, aside from unarmed combat skills. When I finally saw my chance to escape, I took it. I escaped the stronghold and made my way back to Vale after days of constant running and evading White Fang patrols, as well as packs of Grimm.

When I finally made it back to Vale, I went to the hospital to get proper medical treatment. The medical staff couldn't believe what I had been through, let alone still being alive. A couple of weeks later, I was released, which was the day before my birthday. The next day, rather than celebrate, I went to the Military Office to retrieve my files. I was asked to return to duty, but I refused and told them that I was done being seen as merely a pawn in their little war game against the White Fang, and I marched out. For the rest of the day and into the night, I thought about what I was going to do with myself, and I finally came to a conclusion; I would go to Beacon to become a Hunter.

The next day, which is the present, I find myself just outside Professor Ozpin's office, waiting patiently enroll as a student into his academy. I'm dressed in my normal combat attire which consists of a black combat shirt, a black low visibility ballistic vest over top, blue jeans, tan suede combat boots, and a black duty belt to hold all my equipment. He eventually calls me in and asks me to take a seat. My heart is just racing with excitement at this point.

"What is your name?"

"My name is Shane Carbon, sir. It's an honor to make your acquaintance."

"To you as well. It's not everyday that I have the honor of speaking to a dead man."

"I beg your pardon, sir?"

"Well it says here, in your Military record; 'Shane Carbon – KIA.' "

"Ah, I understand. If you would care to let me expl-"

"That will not be necessary, Mr. Carbon. I've already taken the liberty of reading over your files; Quite impressive, might I add."

"Thank you, sir."

"Hmm, over three years in the Military; Combat experience; Proficient in armed and unarmed combat; Survived imprisonment and torture by the hands of the White Fang. Does all this information sound about right, Mr. Carbon"

"Yes, sir, it does. No disrespect, sir, but I would rather not talk about...the White Fang, if that's alright with you."

"No problem at all. So...you want to come to my school?"

"Absolutely, sir."

"Well alright, but since teams have already been formed, you will have to choose which one you would like to be on."

"Alright, what are my options, sir?"

Ozpin then hands me a tablet with a list of three team names from top to bottom; RWBY, JNPR, and CRDL, and says, "I'll give you some time to decide," then walks out.

I begin go through the list of each team, and their individual members. I decide to start with CRDL and work my way up the list of teams. I start with 'Cardin Winchester,' the leader of CRDL. Not even half a minute of reading, I already realize how much of a douche-canoe his is, and I figure his teammates will be the same; Pass.

On to team JNPR; Jaune Arc is the leader, and has a record of being a great tactician, but not so good as a fighter, unlike his teammate, Pyrrha Nikos. She on the other hand, seems to be one hell of a good fighter for having a four year record at the Mistral Tournament. Nora Valkyrie; seen as being a good fighter, but a little overactive...hell, what am I saying, she seems to have too much crack in her coco puffs every morning. Lie Ren; a good fighter, and described as being mellow for the most part, and being very good at cooking, so there's a bonus. I'll have to keep this team in mind.

Finally, I decide to look at team RWBY, where Ruby Rose is the leader, and a very skilled scythe-wielder. I was a bit surprised to see her as the leader, and being the youngest on the team and at Beacon, but hey, who am I to judge? Weiss Schnee; Heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, with a high degree of swordsmanship, as well as great knowledge about Dust. Blake Belladonna; Considered cool, reserved, and serious most of the time, but doesn't lack a sense of humor. "Hmm, she kinda reminds me of myself," I say to myself, quietly. Last and certainly not least, Yang Xiao Long; Ruby's older sister, energetic and bright, and seen as a brawler.

After a few minutes of debating, Professor Ozpin walks back in and takes a seat at his desk.

"Well, Mr. Carbon, have you made your decision?"

"Yes, sir. I choose Team RWBY."

"Alright, now keep in mind that this is an all female team, so you will have to find some way to live with them."

"Understood, I''m sure I'll figure something out."

"Good. In the mean time, let me take you to their dorm to introduce you." He stands up and makes his way to the door, and I follow.

We begin to maneuver through the halls, where students would look at me and whisper to each-other, probably saying things like; "Who's that guy?" "Is he new here?" "I wonder where he got those scars on his face." Anyways, we finally arrive at Team RWBY's dorm, and I could hear them conversing about what ever girls converse about; Makeup, shopping, ex boyfriends, and all that other crap I could care less about. Ozpin knocks, and Ruby answers.

"Hey Professor Ozpin, what can I do for you?" She said.

"Ruby, I have someone to introduce to you, this is Shane Carbon." as he points to me.

Showing a little expression of surprise on her face, probably from seeing my scars and my dark red eye, she cheerfully says, "Hi, I'm Ruby Rose, it's nice to meet you."

"Like wise," I said as I nodded in acknowledgment and smile.

Ozpin than says, "Shane just enrolled to Beacon, and is going to be a new addition to your team."

"Oh," being quite surprised, "Really?"

"Yes, now, if you would be so kind as to introduce him to the rest of your team for me, I need to get

back to my office to do some paperwork"

"Sure thing, Professor," she says as he walks away.

"Come on Shane, I'll introduce you to the team!" She says in a cheerful manor as she takes my hand and guides me in to the dorm.

'This should be good,' I think to myself.

*NOTE: If you could take a moment out of your time to check out my good friend "redjoker27," that would be greatly appreciated! Be prepared for an upcoming crossover with his story, "Genesis III Project." Him and I have been working diligently in order to prepare for this, so stay tuned for more to come from the both of us!