I have re-read my work and have cringed at my past self I must atone by burning it all to the ground and building anew
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It was a cold and snowy day, the harsh and uncaring winter of this Forsaken land had started, many would die, they will die,
Here there was no discrimination, no "racism", no grimm they were all equal under the very thing that many so fear, Death.
One thing was certain in life, One unchanging fact, one king that all else bowed to, was death
Two young men walked a snow covered path through a forest that was covered in snow, the trees did not have leaves, they shed them during fall and regrow during the spring, a trait unique to this continent
"Alex." A young man, his naturally white hair dyed black, his eyes, were of two different colors, red, like the leaves of autumn, and white like the snows of winter "You cold?"
A small chuckle was heard from the Black haired, green eyed slightly younger former student across from him
"No. I'm toasty, Darius." He shivered, his teeth were chattering, the rags they had gathered barely gave them warmth
The sky darkened as an aircraft flew overhead, a design that was alien to Remnant, The markings angular and boxy, a language that was unrecognized to both of them
"Natives, and here we thought the nations abandoned this place because of an experiment gone wrong." Alex stated
"Told not thought." Darius corrected
"Told to think."
"Some free nations."
"Shut up."
"Boot-licking Valerian."
"Anarchistic Atlesian."
Both young men bellowed in laughter, their laughter echoing in the forest
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Both men stood in a line of many other prospects,
a man from Vacuo, laid on the ground clutching his broken arm
"Listen up rejects!" A loud commanding voice boomed "Force is law 'round here."
"There is no failures of democracy, No inbred twisted wisdom of the Monarchs, No misguided communist dictators, Force is the thing that directed us forward, It is the only thing that can make people move, and we the soldiers, the brave patriots of Expulsus are force incarnate"
The sargent pointed at the recruit with the broken arm
"Never forget that."
"The people who put you here, are weak, they are cowards, because you were stronger than you seem." Another shouted "The weak cull the strong because they fear their strength."
"IS THAT CLEAR?!"
"SIR YES SIR!" They all screamed out in unison
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Alex saw his commander drop dead infront of him, her dead eyes looked in to his.
The flag of expulsus, The great golden eagle with it's wings spread out, angular and boxy like all the rest, waved in the wind
"FOR EXPULSUS!" One screamed before being blown to bits
Alex took his rifle and charged into the gunfire
later he found himself looking at the kneeling surrenderees
his weapon trained at them
"Who's in command?" He asked the soldier beside him
"You are."
"What is our goal?"
"To kill the weak. Enemies of the Strong, Enemies to the Banished."
Alex stood, the cowards infront of him were his enemies, the enemy of the strong, enemy of the banished
With a soft motion, he emptied his mag into the surrendered men
"As is done with the Weak."
"Hail the Banished, Hail the strong, Hail Expulsus."
He was now a cog, an uncaring, loyal to the state, machine, and he felt nothing but satisfaction
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The City of the Banished (RWBY X Bullied!Cheated! Male Reader) AU
FanfictionA City On an Island Away from civilization for The Banished, People who were Banished from kingdoms and no other kingdoms want to accept them a city where people live in squalor and chaos or do they? "Reality's crashing on top of us, JUST GO!" Note...
