RWBY: Fireborn

"Melodia!" Carmeli shouted at Melodia, "Did you find Logan?"

"No," She yelled back, "But I found a monkey! Can we keep him?"

Carmeli froze with her back to Melodia, "I swear, if you did bring another animal back, I will-" She stopped when she heard a familiar voice imitate a monkey. "Haa, Logan dear, I'm to young to have any grey hairs. Please think about your poor, poor mother."

"Don't you teach at the local hunter's school?" Logan asked, questioning his mother. "And don't you consistently spar with Auntie almost daily?" Before Logan could continue, Carmeli appeared in-front of Logan and Melodia. Carmeli, wearing a white blouse with a long brown skirt, with a blue apron; and grabbed Logan's face. "SORRY!!!" After which Logan is ripped from Melodia's arm and thrown in to a nearby tree.

"My, my, my. It seems my son needs more training." Carmeli said as a tick mark appeared on her forehead. "That mouth of his doesn't seem to know when to stop." Melodia just sighed at this and proceeded to collapse her 'lullaby' into a large purse-like shape, then lightly skip towards the house.

'Have fun little monkey.' She thought. 'If you survive, I'll be kind enough to bandage you. At least till tomorrow, you'll still have training and I'll be sure to make it extra hard, JUST FOR YOU!' Just as she was to enter the house; A large two-story building with a large annex building attached to it; She opened the door and was meet with a large wall of flesh.

"Hey Mel, Have you seen Logan by any chance? I need his help in the shop, I just got a big order to fill." Aurum said as he looked down at Melodia. Before Melodia could speak, they both heard a young kid scream then an explosion. "Never mind, I better go see if there's anything left of him. Please watch the store till I'm back." Aurum left and went to try to salvage anything left of his son.

"There, now, do you have anything to say to your poor mother, Logan?" Carmeli asked her barely breathing son.

"Yo..u a..re my ve..y d..eli.ca...te mo..the..r" Logan barely got out.

"OK, OK. I need him breathing, hon." Aurum said breaking them up. "Logan, quick go in and find out the design the customer wants and if there is any other items they want to buy. I'm going to get the material out of the shed."

Logan managed to drag himself inside as well as made himself presentable. Grabbing his heavy leather apron and putting it on, he walked out into the store front to meet the client. When he entered, he found a young girl with tan-colored skin, short brown hair and icy blue eyes. She has a tattoo of a bird rising from flowers on her left arm that looked fresh, as if it was just done. She wore a brown vest over a white sleeveless-shirt, with a collar of some sort. As well as maroon-colored shorts, also wore dark brown knee guards that go down to her brown boots. She looked at least 15, 18 at the most.

"Hello," Logan said to get her attention, "Welcome to the 'Dark Horse Arms and Smithy' I'm Logan, I was asked to help with your order, miss...?"

"Finally!" she said. "I'm Vernal. I was told that someone would help with the order, but who would have thought a kid would come out! Tell me junior, ARE you able to help?" Vernal said looking annoyed with the attitude to back it up.

"Yes miss Vernal, I can assure you I am capable of helping you with your order. Now please tell me what your order consists of and we shall get down to business." Logan replied without missing a beat as he was getting out a pen and paper. Stunning Vernal who did not expect that sort of response.

"Okay then. I need 10 standard V.D.P. (Vale Police Department) rifles and 6 pistols with 4 crates of ammo each. As well as 4 machetes and 9 daggers." Vernal quickly said as to confuse Logan. "A 3 custom blades like this." Vernal brought out a long slender single-edged blade that had a slight curve to it. "Now, need me to repeat anything?" Vernal said with a smirk on her face, believing herself better.

"10 standard V.P.D. rifles and 4 pistols with 4 crates of ammo each, 4 machetes, 9 daggers, with 3 custom blades which is 1/2 cm thick, 2 1/2 cm wide, and 104.6 cm long of which 5.8cm is needed for the handle it attaches to. Am I correct, miss Vernal?" Logan asked, not looking up from the paper he was writing on. Stunning Vernal, She had never thought that this kid was able to keep up with her.

"Yes, that's correct."

"By the way, would L6 Banite work for the custom blades you want?"

"Yes."

"Thank you for your time, miss Vernal. Dad, I'll get started on the blades, can you please finish up with miss Vernal here?" Logan said as he was now looking at the blade Vernal had produced.

As a giant of a man walked out from a door smiling.

"I'll never get the jump on you will I?" The man said.

"When your that loud, then no." Logan said as he set down the blade. "Please excuse me, miss Vernal. I shall go get started on your order." Logan continued before leaving. Shocking Vernal once again, that he managed to sense the man but not her.

"Sorry for that, miss." The man said. "I'm Aurum, the owner of this shop. Lets finish here, shall we?"

"Yes, please." She said, her attitude all but lost. However, she was curious. "Who was he, the boy?"

Aurum just laughs. "That's my son! He may not look like it, but he's more capable than me!" Aurum grins wide. "At 10 years old to boot!"

"HE'S 10!?!" Vernal shouted with disbelief.

"Yes, he has a bright future ahead of him. Now then," Aurum said as he clapped his hands together, bringing Vernal out of her disbelief, "This should take about 4-5 days to finish altogether. That acceptable?"

"That's fine." Vernal said and paid half for the order upfront. "Here's half for the order, upfront. For your trouble. I'll come back in five days to pick the order up. I expect good quality." Than she left with her mind racing about Logan. 'That boy, he doesn't realize it yet, but he already unlocked his aura and possibly his semblance as well. And I can tell he's already a strong opponent now. Raven must know! He will be a good ally to the tribe if we can get him.'