"Message for you, Headmaster."

Ozpin put down his morning tea to go through the paperwork atop his desk. Running a world class Hunter Academy didn't happen by itself after all.

And speaking of Hunters, there were some fantastic new recuirts this year that Oz planned on keeping his eye on: Teams RWBY, JNPR…and attitudes aside, team CRDL.

Glynda Goodwitch was one of Beacon's top teachers and Oz's right hand woman

"…you seem distressed by this." Oz noted. "What's the matter, Glynda?"

Glynda hung her head and let out a sigh.

"Something horrible has occurred." She said. "Something that we all knew may happen and planned for…one of the major reasons the Hunter Academies came under fire when they started up. We only got news of this from a literal last second transmitted report."

Oz maintained his calm demeanour, pouring himself another cup and readying for the bombsell to be dropped.

"Please Glynda, get to the point." He sighed. "It's too early for cryptic talk."

With a sigh, Glenda did as she'd been ordered.

"Platinum Academy…has been completely destroyed."

Oz spat out his coffee.

"..What?"

"Platinum Academy was…"

"I heard what you said." Oz snapped before recomposing himself. "I'm sorry Glndya. It's just…."

Platinum Academy. One of the oldest Hunter Academies in all of Remnant. Located in the country of Tarot, formerly part of Mistral. Until recently, it had been the closest to a near idealistically perfect country on Remnant; human and Faunus relations were relatively happy and co-existing, Grimm seemed to be less than abundant and yet less than non-existent…

"What happened?" Oz asked, dread filling his being when Glynda sighed.

"Details are scarce, but from what I gather….a new breed of Grimm appeared and deliberately attacked the school.

"That doesn't sound like anything new." Oz noted.

"It was a single Grimm." Glenda admitted. "Humanoid in design, unbelievably fast and apparently capable of regeneration along with aura negation."

Glanicng at the photos and reports in front of him, Oz rubbed his temples. This wasn't a Grimm invasion; this was a massacre. This new type of Grimm was undoubtably powerful, having being able to annihilate an entire Academy in a single hour.

"There are survivors: The headmaster and one team."

Hearing this, Oz let out a sigh of relief.

"I take it you're offering them shelter?" he asked knowingly.

"But of course. They'll be here later tonight."

"Good. Meantime, try to minimize knowledge of this incident within the campus if you can for as long as you can. The last thing we need is the students worrying about this new type of Grimm showing up at Becon."

"Already on it." Glynda bowed before cracking a smile. "Now, get back to work; those forms don't fill themselves."

Oz looked at the massive stack of papers that had somehow doubled in the time he'd spent talking to Goodwitch.

"…Sometimes I hate this job."

XX RWBY XX

In the early hours of the evening, a transport docked into the port. On it's battered side was a barely still visible coat of arms; two shining yet still gray and dull cards in the grip of a double fishing hook. Behind them was a golden coin. The ship was battered and barely in one piece.

"Looks like they got here without a moment to spare." Goodwitch added.

The door then collapsed along with the staircase.

"Literally."

A sigh was heard before a blur came and landed in front of the two Beacon staff

"Welcome to Beacon." Ozpin bowed respectfully.

"Good to see you again, Oz." The newcomer said. "Thank you for taking us in."

"For you Shamira, there was no need to ask."

Shamira Atuna towered over the two teachers by a full head. Her tanned skin and cold blue eyes showcased the life of a mighty Huntress with many little scars visible through her suit, but her formerly vibrant eyes had dulled slightly. Her long hair was braided into a ponytail that was slung over her shoulde, on which a jacket flew. She flipped a cigar in her mouth and lit it with a snap of her fingers

"You're looking well."

She gave Oz a 'are your serious' look.

"I just lost my entire staff, most of my students. I think you'd forgive me for not being in a chipper mood."

She then looked over her shoulder.

"Boys. Front and center."

Three sets of feet followed Shamira, before leaping off the now collpasinng ship, which promptly fell apart.

"Don't make 'em like they used to, eh fellas?" One mused.

"I am more surprised it made it this far, considering the damage sustained during our escape." Another added.

"Are these your students?" Glynda asked.

"Yes." Shamira, a slight smile taking her face. "Team QORK, one of the best and brightest teams Platinum ever saw

"Aw, shucks…Thanks teach!" The first speaker smiled.

"Don't push it, Ondreji."

The speaker playfully deflated.

Oz took a look at the boys: They carried themselves with dignity and pride in spite of what had happened to them not too long ago, their stances showcasing the likes of Hunter trainees who had combat experience under their belts.

"Wait." Oz noted. "I was told there were five survivors. Where's…?"

The boy who had remained silent or was waking up suddenly became alert and looked around, worry obvious.

"Oh the love of Oum…Quar? Quartz! Where the heck did he run off to?"

Ondrej and the other boy shrugged before their worried teammate glared at them with a surprisingly dark look in his eyes.

"He got bored, saw a Nevermore and jumped out just before we started landing." The more eloquent book sighed.

"Said he saw Beacon from where he was a jumpin' and he'd catch up." Ondreji added,

"AND YOU LET HIM?!"

"Yes/Yep."

"What kind of friends are you?!" The worried boy and Oz snapped together, although Oz seemed more playful than genuinely concerned.

"The kind that have confidence in their leader's abilities." The calm boy retorted, turning his attention to the distraught boy "Unlike you, Kale."

"Quartz is a baby!" the newly dubbed Kale whimpered.

"He's 14 and has a solo Grimm kill count of 42." The calm one retorted again, but Kale clearly didn't hear him, dashing across the port towards the forest nearby.

"HANG ON QUATRZ! YOUR BIG BROTHER'S COMING!"

He then leapt out of the port and stretched his leg…only to immediately fall and land flat on his back.

….

…

….

"Bloke forgot his weapon." Ondreji sighed.

….

"I'm Okay!" Kale shouted. "Landed on my butt! ...Ouchies."

XX RWBY XX

"Oh stop your whining. Be grateful I missed."

The Ursa whimpered as the blade in its eye was shifted upwards, making it screech in pain and trudge along with the boy who held the blade dragged it forward. A Griffin screeched in pain nearby, one of its wings and feet missing and bullet holes in its side.

"I'll get to you, too." The young hunter snapped, before a pair of King Taju suddenly burst in front of him. "Don't move."

The blade's hilt was suddenly separated from the sword, being tossed into the air before landing on it's owner's hand, the handle pointing at the serpent like Grimm. The boy's thumb pressed down on one of the hilt's handle, which bucked and unleashed a spray of bullets. The white Taju fell dead immediately, but the black retreated into the trees.

The boy let out a sigh and slipped on a pair of red glasses whose side he pressed on. He then scanned the area and catching a black motion, fired at it. The black Taju leapt towards the attacker, its fangs barred.

"Need to fix that jamming problem." The boy sighed, pulling the blade out of the Ursa before he leapt upwards and threw his weapon onto the other hand, where a click was heard. He then closed his eyes, focused his aura and landed a blow on the Taiju than sent it crashing to the floor, where it smashed the Ursa and Griffin into dust.

He then flipped out a timer and looked at the time; 6 minutes

"I need to get back into hunting." He mused to himself.

"QUATRZ!"

The boy looked to see a trio of familar silhouettes

"Quartz! Where are you?" Kale shouted hysterically.

"In front of you."

Kale finally turned and saw his younger brother, leaping down and slamming into him, sending them crashing to the ground.

"Are you okay? You hurt? Is Chariot in one piece? What were you thinking? Do you know how worried I…?"

Quartz stopped Kale's rambling with a raise of his hand

"Yes, no, yes, wanted to kill Grimm and I can only imagine."

The other members of team QORK smirked.

"Is that a common sight?" Goodwitch asked.

"Only on Tuesdays." Ondreji said,

"And whenever Quartz starts acting like a normal teenager." Shamira added. "Speaking of which: Quartz, we'll discuss this going off on your own at a later date, come and meet headmaster Ozpin."

Hearing the name of Beacon Academy's headmaster, the younger brother leapt to his feet and dashed to meet

"Oh don't worry about me, lil bro." Kale said sarcastically. "Not like I need help getting up or anything."

Ondreji moved over and flung Kale over his shoulder, taking him back before putting him back on his feet.

"Thank you for your hospitality." Quartz bowed to Oz. "Father told us many good things about Beacon and you as well. I look forward to learning under you."

"Really?" Oz smiled. "And just who is your father?"

"Allen Poe." Kale smiled.

….

"Wait…You're the Poe twins?" Glynda asked in shock before an animate smile took her face. "Oh by Monty, I should've seen it! You have your father's eyes!"

She then looked over to Oz.

"Did you..?"

"I suspected, but didn't want to assume."

She then glanced over to Shamira, who was whistling away.

"Ozzie, Glynnie, I got no idea what you're talking about, but I gotta know…" Ondreji interrupted with a smile. "Where's the pub around here?"

"..This is a school. There is no pub."

"Oh Oum!" He gasped.

"Relax, Ondreji." Kale smiled. "You'll manage."

"But I need me medicine!"

Ondrej, the hungry one, wore a blue scarf over a white coat and toque with baggy sweats. His brown hair was ragged and messy and his skin was grimy from sweat and dirt. He wore fingerless gloves that showed the fingers of a miner, and at his side where small arc like weapons with blades and a round center.

"It is not medicine, it's an addiction." The eloquent boy said, reaching for his ears and suddenly pulling them off and down to his neck like they were headphones. Instantly, two fox ears perched on his head.

"Shaddup Rey!"

The eloquent Rey S. Nard was a fox-type Faunus with a noticeably darkened nose on his otherwise pale skin. Two red and white with black tipped ears peaked on his head, along with a bandana that remarkably resembled the tail of a fox. He wore a dark orange trench coat and gloves along with very unique shoes that resembled rabbit feet. The most noticeable aspect about him however, and one that he would soon come to regret, was that he wore no shirt, revealing a chiselled physique.

"Now fellas, let's get along…Oops."

Kale Poe's jacket dropped, revealing a startling revelation to the Beacon staff: He had no arms. A blacked shirt that hugged his lean form was complimented by green pants and a brace like device on each of his ankles along with polished boots with the same symbol Oz would notice on his brother's vest.

"What?" Kale asked. "You're acting like you've never seen an armless boy before."

The staff looked shocked and ashamed of their gawking, only for Kale to burst out laughing.

"I'm kidding, feel free to look." Kale smiled.

"I assure you," Shamira added. "Kale is just as capable as any other student at any academy…possibly even more so."

"Definatley more so." The younger brother added, getting a playfully shoulder jab by his brother.

Quartz Poe was a 14 year old boy with white, silver-like hair. He had his weapon on his right side at all times and wore a white vest with the image of a crow with a pen in it's mouth, along with slim jeans. He also carried a briefcase with him.

Oz took a look at the youngest memer and immediately made the vow to talk to Shamira about him; much like Ruby Rose, Quartz was by all accounts too young to attend a Huntsmen academy, yet the way he carried himself and his teammates talked about him; you could swear he was almost a professional.

"An interesting lot indeed,"

Read and review, would ye kindly? I'll post another chapter later today.

This is both my first RWBY and OC character fic; I feel that's all I should say here since you obviously clicked on the plot with some understanding of what'll happen.