Reincarnated Wanderer

Have you ever had that time in your life you just question what the hell is happening? an instance of that is now happening.

Infront of me sat a man in a business suit, apparently it is best for him to be in that form for me. regardless another thing is the fact I am dead.

died due to pulmonary heart disease, once I found out I of course cursed my frail body.

Yet another more surprising matter is apparently, I, for some reason have been chosen to have a second chance. And in this second chance I can choose between fictional worlds. I studied the options given to me. first off there is the universe of Avatar. It wouldnt be a guarantee to become an avatar and the being has informed me that some universes wil be very AU. second is Naruto, that is immediately off the list, if I was born in the warring states or in the time of Kaguya and her sons then it would be bad. not to mention if I was born as a civilian and the time at Naruto's birth is near then I could very well die before actually enjoying life. not to mention it may be darker especially considering it is a ninja world.

A few unfamiliar names are also here, inheritance cycle, although I have no idea as to what it is I have heard it is a sci-fi universe.

worm is also here and although it is fairly followed in the fanfic community I never read even one SI or otherwise.

in the end it boiled down to RWBY and the world of 'the wrong way of using healing magic' or something like that. only because it had a guarantee of me having healing magic.

I choose RWBY it seemed that in major cities before the bigshit that went down was fairly carefree. I am also relying on plot armour to protect me since I have never read an SI and never watched RWBY. I just found watching inferior to reading...

"oh, interesting choice there. now then fill this out." the man told me when I informed him of my choice and to my utter confusion a screen materialised infront of me. It had information like species,name, color (skin,hair,eyes) and so on and so forth.

a bit of my chuuni side came out and I ended up choosing my race as a fo- "Does my faunus race grant advantages?" Suddenly asking that the man gave no indication of being surprised and said Calmly, "Yes they do, eagle faunus will always have better eyes even among other faunus." I thought about it, fox is cool and all but I need a powerful animal side. my first thought was a lion. But shook my head, they are social animals fighting in packs. so I choose the better Hunter.Russian Siberian Tigers, facts first. tigers are solitary hunters, they fight bigger and heavier animals compared to lions and come out on top. on their own. And this particular race is the heaviest and has the densest muscles. besides if this choice affects me on a more emotional level then I'd be prideful as a lion but more solitary as a tiger.

finishing that I chose to have white hair since to my chagrin I was limited in color choices due to my race. either white or orange. And blue or yellow in eye color choices. I chose yellow.

as for my name I chose Gwyn it fit with remnants color name scheme so that's that.

now then according to this nifty little thing I can choose to be either be an orphan or nah, I can even choose a parent. well description on jobs of parents, well I risked it. Hunter And sycthe.

"Goodbye Gwyn" the man waved me off as I pressed the done button in big red letters at the end of the screen.

"Gwyn, interesting... I wonder..."

/Scene Change./

I woke up with a start in a small Inn since there are minimal personal decorations and only some flowers on vases as well as a decent tv. I got up already noticing how my different height, It would've been awkward to walk but it seems this body has muscle memory. I headed towards the bathroom since no one else other than me is here.

my eyebrow twitched violently realising I won't be able to look at myself properly due to my height.

I noticed the nearby chair and dragged it so I can climb it and look as myself.

the first thing I noticed was my sharp bright yellow eyes. next is my admittedly dirty but still soft looking white hair reaching to my chin in a messy fashion. next is my angular features. symmetric and all. next is my bulkier body compared to my peers. peers?

Agh! my head suddenly started to throb as memories started rushing in. ever since 'I' was 4 I lived on the streets. using my natural physical abilities and small stature to steal to live. since I was 5 I noticed I was growing bulkier despite the lack of nutrition. No I may have said bulkier but it is just that my muscles have grown. at age 6 my strength has already grown to be a bit better than adults. And this leads to my subtle arrogance. And the reason I am now in this inn.

"Have you admired yourself enough kid?" A sarcastic voice drawled. startled at the sudden voice I look behind me and spotted someone sitting on the other bed. messy appearance short spiky black hair with a messy shave and fairly robust looking and having red eyes. ladies and gentlemen meet the unluckiest man to be around on remnant.

"I dunno old man, have fun taking a passed out kid you bear zero similarities to this inn?" To my retort his eyebrow violently twitched and had a face as if he just swallowed something bitter.

"What a rude brat. okay kid I got a deal for you, I'm impressed with you so far, I have a mission in this general are so I will train you for the duration of my mission, impress me enough and I'll insure your education at a combat school." I rose my eyebrow at this, this is obviously not for free, what could Qrow want? he wouldnt actively search for an apprentice or scout young talents for Ozpin, pretty sure about that. hmmm, protection for his nieces? maybe Summer's death has been recent and is fearing for his nieces since they haven't shown much talent in combat yet?

"What's the catch? Don't answer that." he raised a brow at this. I plan to impress him enough to atleast semi seriously teach me. "you are a Hunter yes? messy appearance... a loved one has died either recently or their death still haunts you." he stiffened. "Said loved one has cubs and you want me, a child already exhibiting talents in combat, not to mention has lived in the streets for years, to become a supporter, ally, or bodyguard for them." He looked at me seriously. " or of course you may be scouting young talents to nurture for a shady organization, with your looks I wouldn't be surprised." A vein twitched on his forehead. of course I said this as to not come off as too perspective.

"I'll admit thought you would be a muscle head. I have two nieces both have already expressed wanting to become huntresses and the death of their mother only made it more important for them to become one." He told me looking at me straight in the eyes.

"Hmm, and for what reason? revenge? grimm are soulless creatures, and even then the older grimm are the stronger they are. if so they are stupid... yet, if they want to do it so no one experiences their pain then it is admirable..." Qrow smiled at this. "But incredibly naive, at most they'll lower the number in the future. grimm are spawns of the earth. in fact they seem to be multiplying. there seems to be no permanent way to kill them and effectively study their weakness to best kill them. in fact humans might be their worst enemy, some would seek to manipulate them using their emotions and naivety to follow their emotions."

his smile is gone and is now looking at me coldly. shit I cursed mentally. I felt pressure crashing down at me making me awkwardly kneel while balancing myself on the chair. he continued to do so for a few seconds and smirked at me. like he just did nothing wrong.

"And that's where you come in. protect them. tigers are prideful predators. you will repay this favour. despite saying it is naivety you will also fall for this naivety at times."

I couldn't help but agree. he should have garnered that from the previous clueless me. it seems my time from autopilot had affected me.

"Well kid training starts after we groom you to look atleast decent."

/Time Skip/

After half a year of gruelling training with Qrow his mission to observe the criminal gangs here in Mistral, more specifically the bad parts of Mistral city.

While training we did bond and we now have a mutual respect for each other. He has given me equipment and tips on how to train and build up strength. also while giving me a bit of a loose diet to repair my muscles after training while giving me some slack to choose what I want. for this half year tho we have focused on nothing else than my hand to hand combat. I have thought of using a weapon but I had a better idea. make them think without my weapon I am weak but truth is my hand to hand is the most refined.

he has offered me time and time again to unlock my aura but I felt, 'Not yet' for some reason. Telling him that after the 5th time telling me to undergo the aura unlocking process he commended me and told me that sometimes people will be able to unlock their aura on their own and be naturally more proficient at it.

For the duration I haven't asked him for a formal fighting style and instead I trained on my own. only asking him to point out my flaws in stances and how to maximise my moves. he might not be a martial artists but he has given me enough tips.

my style focuses on overwhelming strength. one I am quickly racking up. I, like Netero in essence practiced one punch till I could feel the flaws practically gone. I called this punch Crushing fangs. I stand in a horse stance and bring my fists back and punch with all my strength. this might seem slow but I have practiced this enough to slip into the proper stance quickly. And despite not having aura I am already causing some weak blasts of wind. amazing Qrow.

and now Qrow is returning to his home. well he has no official home but always crashes at tiayang's house. And I'm coming along with him.

His actual training consisted of observation behaviour, mannerisms, and stealth. being a tiger like I am I am talented in stealth. And then of course fighting him basically every night or afternoon. well good thing is I am now sporting experience on fighting a scythe and great sword user. although he never went too ham due to me not having aura.

sitting in a bullhead I looked at Qrow and shook my head, he was already drinking from his flask. he asked me if I wanted to try it and I just looked at him as if he was an idiot. truth is I tried some due to me liking to drink in my past life, while I enjoyed his high quality whiskey, I didn't enjoy how my senses would dull after a few shots. I have grown attached to my senses, refining it was one where I asked Qrow for help in. I shuddered at one part of the training I thought of and Qrow went through with...

I slept fully expecting to be down when I woke up. tigers love their sleep.

I felt someone shuffle near me and attempt to shake me, the smell is familiar and I wanted to mess with him. I suddenly punched out but he quickly withdrew, I hid my smirk. "Won't fall for that again kid." he told me in an annoyed fashion.

I shrugged and went off the bullhead. I took in the sights it offered. And the next following hours was a commuting nightmare.

/Scene change/

"Never again!" I shouted indignant, Qrow is surprised at this. of course he would be I would normally keep to myself and rather not interact with others. aside from those I know. which for now is Qrow, my peers were a means to an end. a mutual relationship if you will.

"Huh, never thought you would hate it that much" He said lowly and drank from his seemingly never ending flask.

I glared at him and said, "I'd rather run!" which is not really saying something since my instinctual side loves physical activity. Qrow seemingly agreed with my subconscious by giving me a deadpan look.

half an hour later we are now in a part quite a ways from the nearest city. well only about a 5 minute sprint. following a dirt road, I looked at the house and saw it is a cabin with 2 floors and quite surrounded by nature. Qrow knocked at the probably mahogany door and out came a man with short blonde hair, quite tall and wearing a tan leather vest over a tan leather shirt and a bandana on it's left. brown cargo pants and leather boots.

"Qrow! you're back!" he said in welcome surprise. "Yeah, the mission was a time killer for sure, even found someone you'll like." he said while pointing at me. I just raised my brow as did Taiyang, We looked at each other and for me I sense a seasoned martial artist. I looked at him intently and he sized me up. I went into my crushing fangs stance and he nodded. I punched my hardest and he punched out using a boxing right straight. it easily demolished my weak air blast and it hit me. even without aura empowering him I felt it was a solid blow and slid back a few feet. I kept my stance firm and schooled my expression back to neutral as it did hurt.

he smiled and nodded seemingly pleased at me.

I smiled and bowed a little. "What do you think Tai?" Qrow asked, "Well he has practiced that punch probably thousands of times, and his strength is really surprising for a kid. a talented kid for sure." Tai replied positively.

"Yeah, And I brought him here for 3 reasons. a bodyguard, friend, supporter. for Yang and Ruby." Qrow said casually. Tai however... his Air changed.

"Do you mean to underestimate my daughters?" he said with a cold gaze at the man.

"Oh come on tai, I left when they haven't started training, found this kid apparently living off the streets since as long as he can remember, a talent not only in combat but stealth and to a lesser extent mannerism and acting to infiltrate, as well as having an eye of an eagle" "Tiger" I said with a blank face. "-Tiger for observation, and he might be cold but he is a nice kid, Yang and Ruby needs another kind of support and ally." Qrow finished.

Tai closed his eyes and breathed out. "Well yeah but... you know what? haa.. oh well..." It seems Tai couldn't find the words and just sighed.

"Where are the little buggers anyway?" for some reason I had a sense of foreboding...