#rwby versus xv reaper

[darksaiyangoku]

RWBY Versus XV: Origins

CHAPTER 1: REAPER

Legends. Stories scattered through time. 

Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are remnants, byproducts, of a forgotten past. 

Man, born from dust, was strong, wise and resourceful. But he was born into an unforgiving world. An inevitable darkness, creatures of destruction. The creatures of Grimm set their sights on man and all of his creations. These forces clashed, and it seemed the darkness was intent on returning man’s brief existence into the void. 

However, even the smallest spark of hope is enough to ignite change and in time, man’s passion, resourcefulness and ingenuity led them to the tools that would help even the odds. This power was appropriately named “Dust”. Nature’s wrath in hand, man lit their way through the darkness and in the shadow’s absence came strength, civilisation and most importantly, life. 

But even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die. And when they are gone, darkness will return. So you may prepare your guardians, build your monuments to a so-called free world but take heed… there will be no victory in strength. 

But perhaps victory is in the simpler things that you've long forgotten. Things that require smaller, more honest souls. For you see, people believe in hope. That when darkness veils the world, Warriors of Light shall come. This is a tale of those warriors; six young men and six young women.

This is a fantasy based on reality.

A small, calm breeze stroked the trees in the early hours of dawn. From them, a few leaves started to slowly drift to the ground. It was a sure sign that autumn was coming. Beside the trees stood a tall, wooden house and, from the windows, a young girl looked outside. She had short, dark red hair and wore black pyjamas. Her most striking feature, however, were her silver eyes. She sighed deeply and smiled at the sight of the fallen leaves. Suddenly, she jumped as she heard a knock at the door.

“Ruby!” called a voice from outside her room. “Are you up yet? Dad has breakfast ready.”

“Coming, Yang.” she replied. In a frenzy, Ruby muddled her bed and nearly tripped on her way to the bathroom. After a quick shower, she changed into her clothes; a long-sleeved black dress with a black and red corset Red trims were on the end of her skirt and sleeves. Long red stockings covered her legs and she wore black combat boots, with red trims at the soles. Ruby looked in the mirror and gave a small twirl, beaming in delight.

“And now it’s time for the finishing touch.” she giggled. From the drawers underneath the wardrobe, she unfolded a long, red cloak with a hood. With a huge grin on her face, she draped it over her shoulders. “Perfect.” 

Before she left for the kitchen, Ruby glanced at her bookshelf and decided to take one of her books with her to breakfast. It was bound in red leather and gold writing covered the front, reading; The Tale of the Red Banshee. She headed downstairs to find her sister, clad in an orange tank top and black shorts, munching on some toast and eggs. Yang’s long, golden hair glowed in the sunshine. Their father, Taiyang, was frying up a second batch of eggs. 

“Morning, Ruby,” he greeted. With his spatula, he flipped the eggs over onto a small plate and handed it to Ruby. “Sunny side up!”

Ruby rolled her eyes in amusement. “Dad, you really need a new apron, you look all messy again.” she said. Tai’s lilac eyes were wide with horror as he took a look at his clothes. His usual tanned shirt and brown cargo shorts were stained in oil splashes. Even his blonde hair was covered with crumbs from the toast.

“Aw, no.” he groaned. 

“It’s okay, you can put it in the wash later.” Ruby joined Yang on the table and dug into her breakfast. Yang, her face covered in toast crumbs, took a glance at Ruby’s book beside her plate.

“You’re still reading that book again, Rubes?” she asked. Ruby nodded her head in delight.

“That I am, Yang. It’s one of my favourite fairy tales.” she replied. Yang snickered under her breath. It was sweet whenever her younger sister got excited. Minutes passed after they all finished their breakfast and Ruby sat comfortably on the sofa. She flipped open her book, setting her sight onto the first chapter, and began to read.

A long time ago, the people were subjected to a horrible curse. When the full moon rose, a savage wolf-beast wreaked havoc on the small village of Holz. He showed no mercy, and with claws and fangs as sharp as knives, he slaughtered countless innocents. Men, women and even children were all killed by his hand. Any attempt to fight back was useless, for his vicious howl would cause the mob to be paralysed. By the morning’s light, the wolf-beast had left, and the village was in ruins. Buildings were either broken or burnt and the survivors scrambled to find whatever shelter they could find, in fear of the beast’s inevitable return. For many nights, they prayed for a miracle, but they received nothing but more bloodshed. Hope was lost.

Ruby gulped in anticipation. Even at fourteen-years-old, she would always get goosebumps.

But one day, their prayers would soon be answered. A young woman with beautiful raven hair and blue eyes rode into Holz on a white horse. On her right, a short sword hung from her waist. Several people gathered around her, hands up as if they were in the presence of a Goddess. She smiled warmly and descended from her horse, where a small boy ran to her. 

“Have you been sent here to help us?” he asked weakly. The woman’s face fell with heartbreak, the boy’s clothes were tattered, his hair dishevelled, and his face covered in scratches. 

“I will do my best.” The woman said. “As a Huntress, I swear to it.”

“Who are you?”

“I am the Red Banshee.”

This part of the story always made Ruby excited. Ever since she was a child, she always dreamed of becoming a Huntress. They were more than just fairy tales, however, they were very real. The Huntsmen and Huntresses were the defenders of Remnant, protecting humanity from the evil creatures of Grimm. In the seven kingdoms, there were academies dedicated to teaching the art combat and training young, aspiring Huntsmen. Both Ruby and Yang were training to become Huntresses, even managing to forge their own weapons. Suddenly, Ruby felt a brush against her shoulder, finding Yang standing over her, smirking.

“I’m gonna get some extra training done today.” she said. “You wanna join me?” Ruby’s eyes widened with excitement.

“Aw yeah!” she cheered, almost dropping the book. 

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Yang chuckled. “Just wait right here, I’ll get changed into my combat gear.” With that, she zipped upstairs into her room. Ruby laid back on the sofa and a mischievous smirk crossed her lips. 

I’m not gonna lose this time, Yang! she thought. Prepare to eat Dust!

* * *

Yang’s outfit consisted of a tan jacket, with short, puffed sleeves, a yellow crop top, an orange scarf wrapped around her neck, black shorts and brown, knee high boots. On her left boot was a purple bandana tied to it and on her wrists were small, golden metallic bands and black fingerless gloves. Soon the two girls entered deep into the forest, finding a good spot not too far from their house. After a quick stretch, they took their fighting stances. Ruby began to charge at full force but found herself knocked down in an instant. 

“Ow.” she winced. Yang approached her and chuckled in amusement before offering her hand.

“You could’ve easily dodged that, you know.” she said, still smiling from the fall.

“I’ve told you a million times that I’m not good at hand-to-hand combat.” Ruby groaned.

“And you never will be if you don’t practice.” 

“You know if I had my scythe, I would’ve beaten you!”

Yang sighed. “There you go with that scythe again. I know you’re awesome with that weapon of yours, but you can’t always rely on it. Your whole body can be a weapon.” Ruby simply folded her arms and pouted, causing Yang to laugh. 

“Hey,” she said, placing her hand on her sister’s shoulder. “Next week I’ll be heading off to Beacon Academy. I wanna make sure you can hold your own while I’m gone.” Beacon Academy was the most prestigious Huntsmen Academy in the Kingdom of Vale, and Yang trained very hard in order to be admitted. Before graduation at the Signal Combat School, students had to prepare for a final entrance exam in order to qualify. Fortunately for Yang, she passed with flying colours. Ruby was really happy for her sister, hoping to reach her level as soon as she finished at Signal. With newfound determination, Ruby readied herself as they continued their sparring match. Yang made the first move by throwing a punch directly at her. Ruby barely dodged it, almost stumbling after the second punch. By the time the third punch came, she used her wrist to block it, gritting her teeth as she winced in pain. Yang smiled as she tried to go for another swing, but Ruby managed to sidestep just in time. Suddenly, the blonde brawler delivered a roundhouse kick, successfully knocking her to the ground once again. Fury overcame Ruby as she got back up and started punching rapidly. Yang simply weaved in and out of them. She soon jumped high in the air and landed behind Ruby, striking her in the back. Yang smiled wickedly as she began charging towards Ruby, about to deliver a downward right hook. Fearing for her life, Ruby suddenly fled into the bushes. The speed was so fast that Yang could barely see her, only noticing a trail of rose petals scattered on the ground  

“I gotta say, that was pretty cool!” she cheered. “Though you can’t always run away from your problems. Sometimes you have to take them head on and fight no matter what.” The air was strangely quiet and Yang didn’t hear a response. “Okay, Ruby. Enough rest. Come on, let’s go!” There was still no response and she was beginning to get worried. “Ruby?” She heard rustling in the bushes followed by a hideous snarl. Red eyes peered from inside the shrubbery and tore open to reveal a large bear-like monster. Its fur was jet black, a white skull-like mask covered its face and from its back were large, bone white spikes. Yang’s eyes widened with horror as she came face to face with a creature of Grimm. 

“What have you done with my sister?!” she demanded. The Grimm roared at her and raised its paw to strike. Yang, however, activated her weapon and her wristbands suddenly transformed into gauntlets. Propelling herself forward with a hidden gun mechanism, she landed two punches directly in the Grimm’s face, followed by an uppercut that exploded on impact. Enraged, the creature tossed Yang aside, sending her flying. However, she managed to quickly regain her footing and charged once again, cocking her gauntlets to deliver her assault. The Grimm lunged towards her, only to stagger backwards to a barrage of punches and gunshots. Red smoke covered the air as Yang was about to deliver the finishing blow, but Grimm would not give up so easily. With its claws raised high, it violently threw Yang  into several trees. Heavy bruises covered her arms, legs and face. As tough as she was, even she felt pain. From the bushes, Ruby could only watch in horror as the vile Grimm slowly approached her sister. 

“Yang, no!” she cried. Hearing this, the beast stopped and set its sight on Ruby. It gave a wicked roar and began to run towards her. Fear paralysed the young girl and she watched helplessly as the Grimm drew closer to her. Yang screamed as she tried to get up, trying to brave the unbearable pain. Panting heavily, Yang could feel powerful energy coursing through her body. Her usual lilac eyes suddenly turned a bright red and her hair became covered in flames. She yelled with furious anger and used her gauntlets to propel herself towards the Grimm. Without even a second to think, she unleashed a furious combination of punches, kicks and gunshots.. Finally, she delivered a devastating fist in the creature’s face, exploding with red light on impact. The creature fell and started to disintegrate until there was nothing left. Feeling exhausted, Yang collapsed to the ground. She won.

“Yang! Yang!” Ruby shouted as she rushed to her aid. “Are you okay?” Yang’s eyes stirred awake, seeing the look of relief and sorrow on her sister’s face.

“I’m fine Ru-” she was about to finish when she was interrupted by a strong hug. 

“I-I’m so sorry,” Ruby sobbed. “If I had my scythe, I could’ve killed that Ursa easily, and now you’re hurt because of me.”

“It’s okay,” the older girl responded, returning the hug. “You know I’ve always got your back. And don’t worry about my injuries, it’s nothing that a little aura can’t fix. I’ll be right as rain in a few hours.” She wiped the tears off her sister’s face as she staggered back up. Both girls decided to call it a day and headed back inside, with Ruby carrying Yang on her shoulder and mumbling about how heavy she was along the way. 

* * *

That evening, while Yang was on bedrest, Ruby snuck out of the house through her bedroom window and headed back into the forest. In her hands, she carried a bouquet of white roses and from the back of her belt, a compact mechanical device that was black and red in colour. From a gap in the trees, she could see her destination, a cliffside with a small headstone. As she approached the headstone, a sad smile crossed her face. A symbol of a rose was engraved on it, with the words Summer Rose, Thus, I kindly scatter, written underneath. Ruby placed the roses near the stone as small tears fell from her eyes. 

“Hey there mom,” she whispered. “Today’s been pretty intense. Yang and I have been training a lot and she’s going to Beacon in a week’s time. How cool is that?” Silence fell across the atmosphere. “I miss you mom,” she said through her sobbing. “I wish you were here to help me out. I messed up today and because of that, Yang got hurt.” More tears started falling. “I don’t ever want to feel that helpless again, and I promise that I will become stronger and make you proud. You, dad, and Yang.” Wiping her tears, she decided to take her leave. By the time she headed back into the forest, it was already night, with the only source of light being the shattered moon. As Ruby left the forest and came across an open field, she suddenly heard snarling and growling. From out of nowhere, several wolf-like creatures began to surround the area. Like the Ursa, they too had jet black fur with bone spikes from their backs. White masks also covered their faces and their red eyes glowed fiercely. 

“Beowolves.” she gulped as she removed the device from behind her belt. Three of them spotted Ruby and lunged towards her. However, she was quicker and leaped into the air. Pressing a button from the left side, the device began to transform, shifting into a medium-length rifle. Taking aim, she fired and the shots found their mark, leaving gaping holes in Beowolves’ bodies. Two more Beowolves circled around her, raising their claws for the attack. Quickly, Ruby activated another switch, causing the rifle to unfold into a large scythe, and in one swift movement, cut them in half. More of the pack began to charge forward, causing Ruby to slam the front of her scythe into the ground. Taking out what appeared to be a red magazine, she loaded it into the chamber and took aim at the beasts. Pulling the trigger, the bullets fired from the top of the scythe, felling the Beowolves one by one. The rest of the pack began to pick up speed and promptly slashed their claws at the red reaper. Luckily, she managed to dodge just in time, pulling out her scythe in the process. As the pack drew near, Ruby ran forwards and twirled the scythe in her hands, slicing the Grimm with deadly grace. But the survivors were relentless and roared at their prey. More Beowolves started to gather and had her surrounded. Ruby had no way of escaping and step by step, they moved closer, claws and fangs ready to tear her apart. She started to pant heavily, her hands were shaking, and she almost fell to the ground. The Beowolves’ lips twisted into devious smiles as they bared their ugly fangs. 

“N-no.” Ruby rasped. “This isn’t going to end like this.” Regaining her composure, she stood firmly on the ground and readied her weapon. Her eyes stared angrily at the monsters and she too bared her teeth. 

“I. AM. NOT. WEAK!” she screamed. In a burst of speed, she launched herself towards them, slicing and slashing viciously one by one. Body parts were flung across the fields and when she reached the last one, Ruby placed the scythe behind its head and decapitated it in one swift, clean motion. 

Tired from her ordeal, Ruby looked back just in time to see the remains start to disintegrate. From the trees, she could see a small crow shifting its head towards the left side of the forest, as if it was directing her. With a small smile, Ruby folded her weapon and placed her hood back on, making her way back to the comfort of home.

[the8worldking]

Reread this so I’m ready for the next chapter 👍👍👍

RWBY Versus XV: Origins

CHAPTER 1: REAPER

Legends. Stories scattered through time. 

Mankind has grown quite fond of recounting the exploits of heroes and villains, forgetting so easily that we are remnants, byproducts, of a forgotten past. 

Man, born from dust, was strong, wise and resourceful. But he was born into an unforgiving world. An inevitable darkness, creatures of destruction. The creatures of Grimm set their sights on man and all of his creations. These forces clashed, and it seemed the darkness was intent on returning man’s brief existence into the void. 

However, even the smallest spark of hope is enough to ignite change and in time, man’s passion, resourcefulness and ingenuity led them to the tools that would help even the odds. This power was appropriately named “Dust”. Nature’s wrath in hand, man lit their way through the darkness and in the shadow’s absence came strength, civilisation and most importantly, life. 

But even the most brilliant lights eventually flicker and die. And when they are gone, darkness will return. So you may prepare your guardians, build your monuments to a so-called free world but take heed… there will be no victory in strength. 

But perhaps victory is in the simpler things that you’ve long forgotten. Things that require smaller, more honest souls. For you see, people believe in hope. That when darkness veils the world, Warriors of Light shall come. This is a tale of those warriors; six young men and six young women.

This is a fantasy based on reality.

A small, calm breeze stroked the trees in the early hours of dawn. From them, a few leaves started to slowly drift to the ground. It was a sure sign that autumn was coming. Beside the trees stood a tall, wooden house and, from the windows, a young girl looked outside. She had short, dark red hair and wore black pyjamas. Her most striking feature, however, were her silver eyes. She sighed deeply and smiled at the sight of the fallen leaves. Suddenly, she jumped as she heard a knock at the door.

“Ruby!” called a voice from outside her room. “Are you up yet? Dad has breakfast ready.”

“Coming, Yang.” she replied. In a frenzy, Ruby muddled her bed and nearly tripped on her way to the bathroom. After a quick shower, she changed into her clothes; a long-sleeved black dress with a black and red corset Red trims were on the end of her skirt and sleeves. Long red stockings covered her legs and she wore black combat boots, with red trims at the soles. Ruby looked in the mirror and gave a small twirl, beaming in delight.

“And now it’s time for the finishing touch.” she giggled. From the drawers underneath the wardrobe, she unfolded a long, red cloak with a hood. With a huge grin on her face, she draped it over her shoulders. “Perfect.” 

Before she left for the kitchen, Ruby glanced at her bookshelf and decided to take one of her books with her to breakfast. It was bound in red leather and gold writing covered the front, reading; The Tale of the Red Banshee. She headed downstairs to find her sister, clad in an orange tank top and black shorts, munching on some toast and eggs. Yang’s long, golden hair glowed in the sunshine. Their father, Taiyang, was frying up a second batch of eggs. 

“Morning, Ruby,” he greeted. With his spatula, he flipped the eggs over onto a small plate and handed it to Ruby. “Sunny side up!”

Ruby rolled her eyes in amusement. “Dad, you really need a new apron, you look all messy again.” she said. Tai’s lilac eyes were wide with horror as he took a look at his clothes. His usual tanned shirt and brown cargo shorts were stained in oil splashes. Even his blonde hair 

“Aw, no.” he groaned. 

“It’s okay, you can put it in the wash later.” Ruby joined Yang on the table and dug into her breakfast. Yang, her face covered in toast crumbs, took a glance at Ruby’s book beside her plate.

“You’re still reading that book again, Rubes?” she asked. Ruby nodded her head in delight.

“That I am, Yang. It’s one of my favourite fairy tales.” she replied. Yang snickered under her breath. It was sweet whenever her younger sister got excited. Minutes passed after they all finished their breakfast and Ruby sat comfortably on the sofa. She flipped open her book, setting her sight onto the first chapter, and began to read.

A long time ago, the people were subjected to a horrible curse. When the full moon rose, a savage wolf-beast wreaked havoc on the small village of Holz. He showed no mercy, and with claws and fangs as sharp as knives, he slaughtered countless innocents. Men, women and even children were all killed by his hand. Any attempt to fight back was useless, for his vicious howl would cause the mob to be paralysed. By the morning’s light, the wolf-beast had left, and the village was in ruins. Buildings were either broken or burnt and the survivors scrambled to find whatever shelter they could find, in fear of the beast’s inevitable return. For many nights, they prayed for a miracle, but they received nothing but more bloodshed. Hope was lost.

Ruby gulped in anticipation. Even at fourteen-years-old, she would always get goosebumps.

But one day, their prayers would soon be answered. A young woman with beautiful raven hair and blue eyes rode into Holz on a white horse. On her right, a short sword hung from her waist. Several people gathered around her, hands up as if they were in the presence of a Goddess. She smiled warmly and descended from her horse, where a small boy ran to her. 

“Have you been sent here to help us?” he asked weakly. The woman’s face fell with heartbreak, the boy’s clothes were tattered, his hair dishevelled, and his face covered in scratches. 

“I will do my best.” The woman said. “As a Huntress, I swear to it.”

“Who are you?”

“I am the Red Banshee.”

This part of the story always made Ruby excited. Ever since she was a child, she always dreamed of becoming a Huntress. They were more than just fairy tales, however, they were very real. The Huntsmen and Huntresses were the defenders of Remnant, protecting humanity from the evil creatures of Grimm. In the seven kingdoms, there were academies dedicated to teaching the art combat and training young, aspiring Huntsmen. Both Ruby and Yang were training to become Huntresses, even managing to forge their own weapons. Suddenly, Ruby felt a brush against her shoulder, finding Yang standing over her, smirking.

“I’m gonna get some extra training done today.” she said. “You wanna join me?” Ruby’s eyes widened with excitement.

“Aw yeah!” she cheered, almost dropping the book. 

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Yang chuckled. “Just wait right here, I’ll get changed into my combat gear.” With that, she zipped upstairs into her room. Ruby laid back on the sofa and a mischievous smirk crossed her lips. 

I’m not gonna lose this time, Yang! she thought. Prepare to eat Dust!

* * *

Yang’s outfit consisted of a tan jacket, with short, puffed sleeves, a yellow crop top, an orange scarf wrapped around her neck, black shorts and brown, knee high boots. On her left boot was a purple bandana tied to it and on her wrists were small, golden metallic bands and black fingerless gloves. Soon the two girls entered deep into the forest, finding a good spot not too far from their house. After a quick stretch, they took their fighting stances. Ruby began to charge at full force but found herself knocked down in an instant. 

“Ow.” she winced. Yang approached her and chuckled in amusement before offering her hand.

“You could’ve easily dodged that, you know.” she said, still smiling from the fall.

“I’ve told you a million times that I’m not good at hand-to-hand combat.” Ruby groaned.

“And you never will be if you don’t practice.” 

“You know if I had my scythe, I would’ve beaten you!”

Yang sighed. “There you go with that scythe again. I know you’re awesome with that weapon of yours, but you can’t always rely on it. Your whole body can be a weapon.” Ruby simply folded her arms and pouted, causing Yang to laugh. 

“Hey,” she said, placing her hand on her sister’s shoulder. “Next week I’ll be heading off to Beacon Academy. I wanna make sure you can hold your own while I’m gone.” Ruby looked at Yang with both admiration and sorrow. Beacon Academy was the most prestigious Huntsmen Academy in the Kingdom of Vale, and Yang trained very hard in order to be admitted. Before graduation at the Signal Academy Combat School, students had to prepare for a final entrance exam in order to qualify. Fortunately for Yang, she passed with flying colours. Ruby was really happy for her sister, hoping to reach her level as soon as she finished at Signal. With newfound determination, Ruby readied herself as they continued their sparring match. Yang made the first move by throwing a punch directly at her. Ruby barely dodged it, almost stumbling after the second punch. By the time the third punch came, she used her wrist to block it, gritting her teeth as she winced in pain. Yang smiled as she tried to go for another swing, but Ruby managed to sidestep just in time. Suddenly, the blonde brawler delivered a roundhouse kick, successfully knocking her to the ground once again. Fury overcame Ruby as she got back up and started punching rapidly. Yang simply weaved in and out of them. She soon jumped high in the air and landed behind Ruby, striking her in the back. Yang smiled wickedly as she began charging towards Ruby, about to deliver a downward right hook. Fearing for her life, Ruby suddenly fled into the bushes. The speed was so fast that Yang could barely see her, only noticing a trail of rose petals scattered on the ground  

“I gotta say, that was pretty cool!” she cheered. “Though you can’t always run away from your problems. Sometimes you have to take them head on and fight no matter what.” The air was strangely quiet and Yang didn’t hear a response. “Okay, Ruby. Enough rest. Come on, let’s go!” There was still no response and she was beginning to get worried. “Ruby?” She heard rustling in the bushes followed by a hideous snarl. Red eyes peered from inside the shrubbery and tore open to reveal a large bear-like monster. Its fur was jet black, a white skull-like mask covered its face and from its back were large were large, bone white spikes. Yang’s eyes widened with horror as she came face to face with a creature of Grimm. 

“What have you done with my sister?!” she demanded. The Grimm roared at her and raised its paw to strike. Yang, however, activated her weapon and her wristbands suddenly transformed into gauntlets. Propelling herself forward with a hidden gun mechanism, she landed two punches directly in the Grimm’s face, followed by an uppercut that exploded on impact. Enraged, the creature tossed Yang aside, sending her flying. However, she managed to quickly regain her footing and charged once again, cocking her gauntlets to deliver her assault. The Grimm lunged towards her, only to stagger backwards to a barrage of punches and gunshots. Red smoke covered the air as Yang was about to deliver the finishing blow, but Grimm would not give up so easily. With its claws raised high, it violently threw Yang  into several trees. Heavy bruises covered her arms, legs and face. As tough as she was, even she felt pain. From the bushes, Ruby could only watch in horror as the vile Grimm slowly approached her sister. 

“Yang, no!” she cried. Hearing this, the beast stopped and set its sight on Ruby. It gave a wicked roar and began to run towards her. Fear paralysed the young girl and she watched helplessly as the Grimm drew closer to her. Yang screamed as she tried to get up, trying to brave the unbearable pain. Panting heavily, Yang could feel powerful energy coursing through her body. Her usual lilac eyes suddenly turned a bright red and her hair became covered in flames. She yelled with furious anger and used her gauntlets to propel herself towards the Grimm. Without even a second to think, she unleashed a furious combination of punches, kicks and gunshots.. Finally, she delivered a devastating fist in the creature’s face, exploding with red light on impact. The creature fell and started to disintegrate until there was nothing left. Feeling exhausted, Yang collapsed to the ground. She won.

“Yang! Yang!” Ruby shouted as she rushed to her aid. “Are you okay?” Yang’s eyes stirred awake, seeing the look of relief and sorrow on her sister’s face.

“I’m fine Ru-” she was about to finish when she was interrupted by a strong hug. 

“I-I’m so sorry,” Ruby sobbed. “If I had my scythe, I could’ve killed that Ursa easily, and now you’re hurt because of me.”

“It’s okay,” the older girl responded, returning the hug. “You know I’ve always got your back. And don’t worry about my injuries, it’s nothing that a little aura can’t fix. I’ll be right as rain in a few hours.” She wiped the tears off her sister’s face as she staggered back up. Both girls decided to call it a day and headed back inside, with Ruby carrying Yang on her shoulder and mumbling about how heavy she was along the way. 

* * *

That evening, while Yang was on bedrest, Ruby snuck out of the house through her bedroom window and headed back into the forest. In her hands, she carried a bouquet of white roses and from the back of her belt, a compact mechanical device that was black and red in colour. From a gap in the trees, she could see her destination, a cliffside with a small headstone. As she approached the headstone, a sad smile crossed her face. A symbol of a rose was engraved on it, with the words Summer Rose, Thus, I kindly scatter, written underneath. Ruby placed the roses near the stone as small tears fell from her eyes. 

“Hey there mom,” she whispered. “Today’s been pretty intense. Yang and I have been training a lot and she’s going to Beacon in a week’s time. How cool is that?” Silence fell across the atmosphere. “I miss you mom,” she said through her sobbing. “I wish you were here to help me out. I messed up today and because of that, Yang got hurt.” More tears started falling. “I don’t ever want to feel that helpless again, and I promise that I will become stronger and make you proud. You, dad, and Yang.” Wiping her tears, she decided to take her leave. By the time she headed back into the forest, it was already night, with the only source of light being the shattered moon. As Ruby left the forest and came across an open field, she suddenly heard snarling and growling. From out of nowhere, several wolf-like creatures began to surround the area. Like the Ursa, they too had jet black fur with bone spikes from their backs. White masks also covered their faces and their red eyes glowed fiercely. 

“Beowolves.” she gulped as she removed the device from behind her belt. Three of them spotted Ruby and lunged towards her. However, she was quicker and leaped into the air. Pressing a button from the left side, the device began to transform, shifting into a medium-length rifle. Taking aim, she fired and the shots found their mark, leaving gaping holes in Beowolves’ bodies. Two more Beowolves circled around her, raising their claws for the attack. Quickly, Ruby activated another switch, causing the rifle to unfold into a large scythe, and in one swift movement, cut them in half. More of the pack began to charge forward, causing Ruby to slam the front of her scythe into the ground. Taking out what appeared to be a red magazine, she loaded it into the chamber and took aim at the beasts. Pulling the trigger, the bullets fired from the top of the scythe, felling the Beowolves one by one. The rest of the pack began to pick up speed and promptly slashed their claws at the red reaper. Luckily, she managed to dodge just in time, pulling out her scythe in the process. As the pack drew near, Ruby ran forwards and twirled the scythe in her hands, slicing the Grimm with deadly grace. But the survivors were relentless and roared at their prey. More Beowolves started to gather and had her surrounded. Ruby had no way of escaping and step by step, they moved closer, claws and fangs ready to tear her apart. She started to pant heavily, her hands were shaking, and she almost fell to the ground. The Beowolves’ lips twisted into devious smiles as they bared their ugly fangs. 

“N-no.” Ruby rasped. “This isn’t going to end like this.” Regaining her composure, she stood firmly on the ground and readied her weapon. Her eyes stared angrily at the monsters and she too bared her teeth. 

“I. AM. NOT. WEAK!” she screamed. In a burst of speed, she launched herself towards them, slicing and slashing viciously one by one. Body parts were flung across the fields and when she reached the last one, Ruby placed the scythe behind its head and decapitated it in one swift, clean motion. 

Tired from her ordeal, Ruby looked back just in time to see the remains start to disintegrate. From the trees, she could see a small crow shifting its head towards the left side of the forest, as if it was directing her. With a small smile, Ruby folded her weapon and placed her hood back on, making her way back to the comfort of home.