So, a couple of things. The Weiss Schnee in this fic is older, and based of the future RWBY au by funblade (on tumblr, go look them up and see what they've come up with, it's brilliant.), there are no Grimm monsters, and thus no Beacon academy for huntsmen and huntresses, and in turn that's not a title or job in this world. Everyone still has their weapons, but those who had been or would be hunters are now melded into either the police or army. The story starts off like the canon, but there's pretty quickly twists and turns thanks to the changes and my own ideas. Hopefully I'll continue this later, still need to work out a few small plot lines for it. Anyways, enjoy.


The young girl sat nervously by herself in the brightly lit police room, waiting for someone else to show up. She had been in here for almost half an hour by now, and the tension of the wait was getting to her, making the belief that she was going to be punished severely for her actions seem all the more likely. Her hands were gripping the underside of her chair nervously, grey eyes repeatedly glancing towards the locked door to the room.

Maybe it hadn't been the best idea to have interfered with a robbery taking place, but it was kind of hard not to do anything when she had been in the shop when the thieves had shown up, and one of them attempted to mug her. Sure, she had managed to scare off the group lead by a redhead in a bowler hat who looked to be out of that Clockwork Orange film, but the police that had shown up almost immediately after hadn't been exactly happy to see that a young teenage girl in a dress had managed to do their job for them. After that, she had been quickly escorted to the police station despite her protests, and left here while they decided what to do with her.

Her grip on the chair tightened. Yang and uncle Qrow would be wondering where she was by now. She was supposed to have come home from the shop a long time ago. Even if she wound up just getting let go by the police, there would be a lot of questions to answer once she got home.

The door slammed open suddenly, making Ruby jump in her seat as a woman stormed into the room, an open folder held before her.

"Do you have any idea," Came a prim tone from the woman, now standing on the opposite side of the table the teenager was sitting at, icy blue eyes now set on her. "Just what could have happened to you, interrupting a crime like that?"

The girl froze in her seat, unsure of how to answer even as her mind scrambled for words. As she did so, she got a good look at the woman who had strode in full of cold fury. Long white hair, tied off as a ponytail to one side of her head. A scar that ran down through her left eye, another one just underneath running perpendicular through it. A clean and pressed white dress shirt, the arms rolled up to the elbows, a red tie and tan suspenders on top of it. The suspenders ran down to white suit pants, and to finish off the outfit was a pair of tall leather boots. Although the woman looked to be more than a few years older than Ruby, with a closer look, it appeared she actually wasn't all that taller than the short teenager was.

"Answer the question!" The woman slapped the folder down onto the table, earning another jump and an extra yelp this time from the teenager. "Do you have any clue what they could have done to you?"

"They started it!" The childish answer was out of her mouth before she could think, hardly seeing what she had done wrong by stopping the poor old shopkeeper from being robbed. The woman's eyes narrowed in response, making Ruby feel like she was shrinking underneath that gaze.

"They were armed robbers, that have been recently hitting a string of Dust shops across the city." She turned a page that was in the folder, now laid across the table. "And you, are a fifteen year old child, Ruby Rose, with no formal police or military training whatsoever, neither the authority to intervene in such a case."

"Wait, how do you know my name?" Although, as soon as the question was out of her mouth, she had a sinking feeling just why that was.

"Actually, the department had made a file on an unknown vigilante who's been busily sticking her nose into where it doesn't belong in the last few months." Another page was flicked over. "It wasn't until now, when we had to use the cell phone we confiscated from you to contact your family, that we got a name to go along with it." A groan met the news that her family knew she was being held at the police station. She just knew that Yang would never let her hear the end of this.

"Seeing as I already know your name, it would be bad manners for me not to introduce myself. I am detective Weiss Schnee, and I have the dubious honour of deciding just what to do with you." Unfortunately, being assigned to the case of the Dust shop robberies had also meant that she had to deal with all those who got involved in it, regardless of whether they were witnesses, victims, or stupid teenagers trying to play hero.

"Um..." Ruby was almost squirming in her seat, shyly looking up with a nervous smile. "Hopefully that will be just letting me go home?"

"Hmph." The teenager's spirits sank at the sound, knowing that was not likely. "I haven't decided yet. You're lucky that you're still considered underage, otherwise you would probably have been charged and left in a cell for the night, at the very least." Weiss tapped one of her boots against the floor, arms crossed in front of her chest as she thought in silence for a moment. "Right now, it all depends on how much you co-operate." Like it or not, the girl still had some value as a witness to the crime. Grey eyes, with a mixture of anxiousness and a sliver of hope in them, rose again to meet the detective's gaze as Weiss pulled back the chair on the opposite side to sit down.

"Really?" Ruby asked excitedly, although another narrowing of the other's eyes made her falter, becoming more sheepish. "Well, uh, what exactly do I have to do then?"

"You can start with a description of the robbers, and then the series of events that took place." Weiss explained, picking up a pen that the teenager hadn't noticed until now, and putting it to paper.

"W-well..."

Although she stumbled over her words a few times out of nervousness, Ruby managed to get through her story pretty well, giving a description of the robbers that the detective recognised as Roman Torchwick, an already known leader of the attacks that had been happening, and a small group of thugs that normally came with him on such occasions. The pen scribbled furiously, but elegantly, across the paper, keeping up with the tale as it unfolded from the teen's mouth, Weiss glancing up every so often to ask a question on some detail or other, making sure she didn't leave anything in her report that might come up later unknown. The girl was more than happy to answer them all, now so wrapped up in reliving the scene that had happened just a little over an hour or so ago that all her nervousness had been shed.

"...And then, after I had caught up to him on the rooftop, an airship appeared." Ruby was getting so caught up in the story now, that she was making energetic hand gestures to go along with it, barely seeming to care that she was in police custody. "He jumped in, threw a Dust crystal back to the roof, and went to use his cane to shoot it!" The girl's hands, which had been drawn towards her centre as fists, flared their fingers and moved apart out to mimic an explosion.

"I could have gone sailing off the roof from it, had that lady officer not appeared out of nowhere." Ah, Glynda, the first officer that had arrived on the scene, Weiss realised. And also the one who had dragged the girl in afterwards, she had heard, chiding Ruby all the while quite loudly, according to the others.

"After that, this woman in the airship took over from the guy, and started to fight with the officer." Wait, that was new. Weiss paused in her writing. She hadn't heard anything before about Roman working with a woman. Especially not one that had managed to fight off Glynda, a veteran detective and fighter in her own right, long enough for the pair to make their escape.

"Tell me more about the woman." She asked swiftly, cutting off Ruby's words and furious hand movements that she had been using to describe the fight that had gone on before she could get wrapped up again in the tale.

"Well, I didn't actually get a good look at her." The girl meekly replied, a little apprehensive that she couldn't full answer the woman's question this time. "There was a lot of shadows in the aircraft, so I couldn't see her face." Weiss made a 'tsk' sound in annoyance. Dammit, that was going to make it a lot harder to figure out who this mystery partner Roman had was. But at least now they knew about her, and she could always see if Glynda's report might hold some more information for her to glean. And here she was thinking that this interview would just end up a waste of her time.

A knock came at the door, causing the both of them to look up, Ruby in curiosity, and Weiss in confusion. It opened slightly, a younger officer leaning in to poke his head round the side of it.

"Ma'am, the girl's family is here to pick her up." The detective pursed her lips. While she had said that she would be the one to decide on whether the girl would go scot-free or not, that had basically been a lie to help scare her into co-operating fully. Now that her family was here though, and she had been told by her superiors to let her go with a warning, there was not much she could do. She sighed. It wasn't like she hadn't gotten what she needed out of her now, so there was not much reason to keep her longer anyways.

"I'll send her out soon, you can tell them that." With a curt nod, the office ducked back out, closing the door after him. The woman picked up her papers, tapping them against the metal surface of the table to better align them, before laying them neatly back into the manila folder.

"I suppose that marks the end of this meeting. You're off the hook this time." Although she wasn't looking directly at the girl, Weiss could see her eyes widening happily at the remark. "But," The smile that had been forming dropped off at this point. "If I, or another officer, catches you again, trying to take on criminals that you should leave to the authorities, I will personally see to it that you spend some time in a cell, minor or not. I don't care how skilled you are with that weapon of yours," She continued, talking about the combination rifle and scythe that they had taken off the girl, and that she would get back soon. "You should leave these things to us."

"But what else was I supposed to do?" Ruby exclaimed, growing slightly angry with how she was being treated for stopping a crime. "I was there, and you weren't! And by the time you could have gotten there, they could have been long gone! Because of me, they didn't get anything!"

"That may be true." The detective was forced to concede, rising up from her chair to lean forward with both hands on the table separating them. "But you acted recklessly, endangering yourself, and potentially anyone else that could have been there. It may have gone well this time, but if anything else had been different, such as Glynda not showing up in time, you could have died." She punctuated the word with a slam of a fist onto the table.

"You may seem to have some kind of desire to be the hero, but you need to remember, you are a child! Not an officer trained to take care of these kinds of criminals, but a child." Her tone was almost mocking as she repeated the term, watching with a firm gaze as Ruby sunk back down in her seat. Realising that if she continued, she might end up taking this a bit too far, Weiss decided to end this now, straightening herself back up and adjusting her tie before she walked over to the door to open it. Catching the gaze of the girl again, she gave a one handed gesture towards the open doorway.

"Go home, Ruby." She ordered, knowing that the hallway outside would lead directly to where her family would be waiting for her. "Go home, go to school or whatever else it is you do, and try to stay out of trouble from now on." Weiss finished almost in an exasperated tone.

Silent and feeling ashamed, Ruby slinked on out the door and down the hall. The motion reminded the detective of a chastised puppy, the way she moved. It almost made her feel bad about reprimanding the girl, though she knew that it had to be done. Better to shut her down from attempting it ever again than to one day find her a dead body lying in the streets, a victim of her own impetuousness.

Walking out of the interview room herself about a minute after, the white haired woman glanced down the hall just in time to see the smaller dark haired teen get crushed by a ferocious hug from a tall blonde. A sister? Maybe, although it was hard to see the resemblance between them if that was the case.

"Detective," She looked down the other side of the hallway, the younger officer still there. "They're waiting for your report now." Already? They were certainly impatient today. Then again, the robberies were starting to pick up more in occurrences and the level of violence used. It made perfect sense that they would be wanting to make some kind of breakthrough already, before whatever the reason they were taking so much Dust from shops could be done, given the increasing potential for mass destruction that each theft brought.

"Very well, I'll be along shortly. You are dismissed, officer." A short salute, and he was hurriedly jogging down the hall and back to his regular duties.

About to go herself, Weiss spared another glance back down towards where Ruby was still struggling to get out of the bear hug, before striding along down the opposite way, preparing mentally for the meeting with her superiors.


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