Author's notesI apologize for the l

Author's notes
I apologize for the length of the author's not, it won't be so long in the future.
Okay so this story will be about team CFVY during their days at Beacon. I will be to keep it as in line with the canon as possible however five things may be out of sync. One is how Fox acts, obviously he hasn't talked yet so I don't know much about his personality other than what I've gleamed from appearance, body language etc. Two will be Velvet's weapon although I think that if I'm right about something the difference between the canon and my story will be small. You'll see what I mean when I finally get there. Third I'm assuming that RWBY will not go deeply into the team's past so I am creating my own for them based and what i can see. If they do go into it I doubt I'll be lucky enough to have them matched up. Fourth if Yatsuhashi starts acting like Hodor or something that definitely won't sync up with what I've got. Five is Fox's eyes and I'm a tiny bit indecisive about how to deal with them so far. There will be a few minor OC's simply because we have not met any other students that would have been attending Beacon during this time period.

Since earlier than she could remember flying had been a part of her life. In fact a good brunt of it she had spent on a plane traveling between kingdoms for her parents work but even still one thing always managed to surprise her, a single realization she had every time she stepped onto an aircraft.

They were so slow.

It had seemed like she had gotten onto the plane heading for her first day at Beacon hours ago. In reality the time had only been about twenty minutes. But given that Beacon Academy could be seen from Vale she judged that the distance could simply not be far enough to warrant such a long flight. Even staring down at the landscape below which usually calmed her did nothing, if anything seeing how slowly the plane was moving was pissing her off more. Perhaps if she had gotten on the previous flight instead of sleeping in she would have had more people to talk to, she had assumed that nobody would be eager enough to go to school to wake up at such an hour, even for the first day. Apparently she was wrong.

"Excuse me," Coco turned around to see another of her soon to be fellow students behind her. He was one of the twins that she had seen and promptly decided to ignore upon boarding the plane. "I think I dropped something. My jaw."

Coco pulled down her sunglasses and gazed over them, eyebrows raised. The boy in front of her, like most hunters seemed to be these days, was dressed fashionably ambitious. Unfortunately for him Coco thought, he wasn't doing it very well. His black skinny jeans and tan jacket may have perhaps been alright, but given that his twin was dressed the same way but with an opposite color combination just made him look like he was trying way too hard to look 'cool'. The fact that he had also tried to coordinate his haircut - shaved sides, styled top and colored blue his brother doing the same except dyed red and styled the opposite way – did not do much to inspire originality. Sure not everyone was as… aware as she was when it came to style but even they should have been able to see that it simply wasn't working for them.

"Because you're hot," the hunter in training blurted out. Apparently he thought Coco did not get pick up line. What he didn't realize that what she was actually doing was considering whether or not he'd survive if he was thrown out the window. And if she cared if he didn't.

"I understand thank you," she said still not changing her expression. "I just wonder if you understand how bad that pick up line truly was."

"I err,"

"How about you save yourself some embarrassment and run along," Coco looked at the stunned boy. "Go on shoo."

Coco raised her glasses and sighed as the boy scampered back to his brother. She turned back to aimlessly glancing out the window and hoped that not everyone would act like that. For the first time since being accepted into Beacon the girl began to worry about who she'd be teamed up with.

Yatsuhashi was surprised by the amount of people already in the assembly area. Up until now he had not really appreciated how many students would be in his year. The entire hall was filled with a sea of bodies, each more flamboyant than the last. As of that moment most of them had simply taken to talking in small groups of old friends. New to Vale however, Yatsuhashi didn't know anyone and contented himself with standing at the back alone. This also served another purpose, with his tall seven foot frame nobody would have been able to see passed him. He was sympathetic to this and didn't mind taking care as to where he stood.

He took a few steps to the side to stand clear of the door and the torrent of students still streaming through. He took up position beside a female faunas. Knowing that his burly figure often intimidated people he smiled at her and asked. "Sorry is anybody standing here?"

The girl looked up, seemingly flustered by the sudden communication. She shook her head shyly and asked. "Do you want me to move?"

"No," Yatsuhashi said warmly. "I just didn't want to steal anybody's spot."

After a few seconds Yatsuhashi considered making small talk with the girl, but a sudden hush took over the room and he turned his head to the front to see what was going on. He saw the headmaster, Professor Ozpin walk onto the stage with a blonde woman he was unfamiliar with. When the silence completely died down and the students began to wait eagerly for what the man had to say Ozpin spoke, his voice calm and collected.

"I'll keep this brief, for we still have the initiation to go through. You have come here today not only because you have an aptitude for combat, but because this is the only job you can imagine yourself doing. Because the only thing you see when you look into your future is a career as a hunter or huntress. Now it is time for you to take the first, of many gruelling steps towards achieving that goal."

Professor Ozpin nodded, seeing that his words had the desired affect and began to walk off stage. The blonde professor stepped forward quickly to fill the gap left.

"If you will all follow the professors closest to you," she said. "We should be able to get the initiation started shortly."

It was when Velvet was already in the air that she realised she did not in fact have a landing strategy. With the air whipping across her face and the ground coming closer at an all too rapid rate, she struggled to think of one in her blind panic. Had she known that the first thing they'd do when arriving at Beacon would be being thrown a few hundred metres in the air, she certainly would have made time to practice it.

She saw an outstretched branch looming out of the canopy and an ill formed thought entered her mind. She prepared to jump from it and the moment her feet reached the wood she tried hopping. In theory transferring her momentum in such a way was a good idea, but when the branch snapped beneath her feet with a resounding crack and she continued to move towards the ground she realised that the idea had not quite transferred to real life as she had expected.

Velvet begun to spin quite literally head over heels and crashed into the canopy. She quickly raised her aura shield her body, protecting her from the many lacerations the outstretched branches would have caused. When she finally hit the ground the trees had slowed her fall enough that her aura managed to save her from the brunt of the force. That didn't mean the impact didn't hurt. The girl continued forward until her bouncing came to abrupt halt when she slammed into a tree. She gasped as the wind got knocked out of her and began coughing hard stopping only to lean down and deposit her breakfast on the ground beside her.

When Velvet was done throwing up she wiped the vomit from her lip and leant against the tree, resting momentarily to catch her breath. Above her she watched as students continued to fly in the air. She heard the shrieks of joy they made as they blasted forward - unlike her they seemed to be taking pleasure in their brief journey.

A snap sounded and drew Velvet's attention in front of her. She looked up just in time to see a large green figure break through the trees and skid to a halt in front of her. The man looked up and smiled.

"Hey," He said. Then with a concerned face he stepped forward and asked. "Are you okay?"

She looked beside her at the large pile of vomit and blushed. Velvet stood up quickly and dusted herself off. "Hello. Umm yeah I'm fine, just got a little…"

"Airsick?" he asked. He was obviously trying to be helpful but his joke just flustered the faunas even more.

"No I umm," Velvet smiled weakly, realising how bad she must look. "Dizzy. I'm Velvet by the way."

"I'm Yatsuhashi," the man said. "I guess we're partners then?"

Fox hit the ground quietly and listened, allowing the noises of the Emerald Forest to become familiar to him. When he was confident he could identify any sound out of place he continued, knowing that a break in its rhythm would be a sign that something was amiss.

It was only five minutes later when he heard fighting in the not so far distance. Fox focused his aura around his ear to sharpen his hearing, a technique few were aware of and even fewer were taught. It was easy to identify the ursai from their heavy footsteps. The person who was fighting them however he could not identify. That did not surprise him, he had been introduced to a number of students today and it would take time to separate their sounds and learn to associate them with their makers.For a moment he wondered whether he should help the girl out. He knew it was a girl from the sounds she made and her heels. On one hand it was a person fought in heels, an impractical choice which made him apprehensive. On the other hand she was directly in his path and if the yelps from the Ursai were any indication she could