(*Disclaimer* I will be writing the story mainly from what I can remember, with a few alterations.  Things won't be the same plot wise as the anime.  I am sorry if this upsets you.)

Smoke.  Fire.  Panic.  Chaos.  And death.  Everything had gone wrong.  This wasn't supposed to happen.  Among it all, stands a boy confronting the one behind it all, beaten up, and in serious condition.  The boy, looking up at the girl behind the attack, just looked at her sadly.  "Sorry _i__er.  But I have to stop you from destroying Beacon.  And yourself, in this quest for power."  The girl simply has a conflicted expression.  But she finally decides what she wants to do, and aims an arrow at him.  Sighing, the boy draws his blade, and assumes a stance, fiery wings flaring up from his back for one last time.  Now, you might be wondering how the boy found himself in that situation.  Well, to know that, we must go back.  Back to when everything was still normal, and peaceful.

(MANY MONTHS AGO)

Sleeping on a Bullhead to Beacon was a red haired boy, a book over his head.  Unfortunately, it was interrupted by two girls whose outfits and hair stood out the most.  Rubbing his eyes and yawning, he looked over to them.  It seems they were talking about knees, or something along the lines of that.  The boy's name was Akira Phoenix.  Too awake to go back to sleep, he just sat up, and waited for the Bullhead to reach Beacon.  As it happens though, a blonde boy rushed to a trash can, and threw up in it.  And as a result, a little bit of the vomit ended up on the blonde girl's boots.  Hilariously enough, the younger girl freaked out, and ran away from the blonde one, which made Akira laugh.  Soon, the Bullhead landed, and everyone got off.  Akira was heading towards where they needed to go, but during his trip there, his attention was immediately drawn to an explosion.  Concerned, he walked over to the source, only to see the same young girl being yelled at by another girl whose attitude at the moment was making things a little more... Extra dramatic, if you will.  A black haired girl then stepped in to help a bit, before going on to expose the Ice Queen's family name, to which said girl became angry, and stomped angrily.  The young girl went to thank the black haired girl, only to find her to be gone.  Walking up to the now confused and lonely girl, Akira tapped her shoulder, before smiling and waved.  "Heya.  Are you okay?", Akira asked.  "Yeah, I am.  Although I'm pretty sure I upset her", the girl replied, looking down.  Chuckling a bit, Akira looked over to where the ice queen walked over to.  "Well, that certainly seems to be the case.  I'm Akira Phoenix by the way.  You?", Akira questioned.  "Me?  Oh, um, I'm Ruby Rose", the girl, now known as Ruby, said.  "Ruby, huh?  Cool name.  Wanna take a walk?", Akira suggested.  But before Ruby could answer, the same blonde haired boy rushed passed them, and threw up in the trash can.  Akira and Ruby could only smile and chuckle nervously.  Trying to help, Akira patted the blondie's back.  When the boy was done throwing up, he looked at Akira.  "Thanks for that.  I really hate motion sickness", the boy said.  "Hey, it's alright.  It's a lot more common than most people think", Akira said.  "Thank you!  Oh, by the way, name's Jaune Arc.  Short, sweet, and rolls off the tongue.  The ladies love it", Jaune said, to which Akira and Ruby gave him an, "oh really?", look.  "Well, I'm not sure if any lady would like you now, vomit boy", Ruby teased.  "Oh yeah?  Well you call me vomit boy, can I call you crater face?", Jaune retorted.  "Okay children, let's all calm down now.  There's going to be enough snacks for the both of you, no need to fight over it", Akira says to the two jokingly.  The two teens, hearing this, turned to Akira, and became a little annoyed.  "Anyways, let's go take a walk to wherever the meeting place is", he tells the two, before walking in a random direction. 

(Mini time-skip)

"So... I've got this thing", Ruby said to the two, as she pulled out Crescent Rose.  "It's a... scythe?", Jaune asked.  "It's also a high impact sniper rifle."  "A what?"  "A gun.  It's also a gun, Jaune", Akira informed him.  "Oh.  Well, um, I knew that".  "So, what about you two?", Ruby asked.  "Um, I got this sword."  "Ooooooooooh".  "And this shield, which can also transform into a smaller shield.  Although it's weight stays the same.  Man, it must be nice to have hybrid weapons".  "Actually, I find it pretty cool you have those.  Gotta appreciate the classics!".  Hearing this, Jaune smiled a bit.  "Right.  The classics", he said.  Turning to Akira, the two looked at the katana strapped to the left side of his waist.  Feeling their eyes on his weapon, Akira sighed, before drawing his blade.  "This here is my weapon.  A simple longsword.  At least, it looks like one.  But the metal used to form the blade is unknown.  No one knows what the metal is.  Oh, and I named it Blazing Phoenix, because why not.  Anything else you want to know?", Akira questioned.  Jaune was about to say something, until Ruby began to get up really close to it.  "THISISMYFIRSTTIMESEEINGASWORDLIKETHATISITRARETHISLOOKSLIKEITBELONGEDTOSOMEONEELSEISITAFAMILYGIFTORSOMETHING?!", Ruby cried out. 
(*Translation* THIS IS MY FIRST TIME SEEING A SWORD LIKE THAT!  IS IT RARE?!  THIS LOOKS LIKE IT THIS WAS GIVEN TO YOU!  IS IT A FAMILY GIFT OR SOMETHING?!)
Akira sheathed his blade before Ruby's drool could land on it, which caused her to become a little bummed out.  Oh well.  It wasn't good for the blade to get any sort of liquid on it, and leave it on.  Especially water or blood.  "Alright, enough of that.  Let's get going now", Akira told the two.  "Hm?  Where to?", Ruby asked.  "Wait you two don't know the path where we're supposed to be heading towards to".  "No.  We just followed you".  Hearing this, Akira face palmed, before motioning for them to follow him.  "If we go now, we might be able to barely make it.  I sure hope you can run, Jaune!". "W-Wait, hold on!  Why can't we just- and they're gone.  Hey guys, wait for me!", the boy cried, running after them, the three of them laughing.