DISCLAIMER: Wish I owned RWBY, I don't though. Rooster Teeth Productions owns RWBY
It wasn't supposed to be this way,
It was supposed to be easy, nobody got hurt, except for a few minor injuries that they could laugh off, maybe a few major ones, none that could kill though
Ruby felt nauseous as she looked down, she saw the several corpses of aspiring hunters and huntresses, the blood staining their clothing, their discarded weapons lying near them, severed limbs strewn about
'I thought we would all turn out fine, with no injuries, that we'd all be able to go back to the school and have people cheer for us..'
They would never be able to achieve that…
Ruby cursed them, The White Fang, The Grimm, Torchwick, Neo, all of them
And herself..
Maybe she would've been able to stop them..
'I wasn't strong enough..' Ruby thought
She wasn't even strong enough to beat Neo, much less hold her back for five minutes
'I couldn't even fight Torchwick…' Ruby thought
'Maybe..If I was stronger, if I wasn't weak...I could've protected them..' She thought
She remembered Penny's dismantled form
'My fault..'
She remembered the fact that every time her teammates got hurt…
She jumped off the ship
'I could've done something. They didn't deserve that fucking fate.' She cursed, seeing more corpses
It was because of her.
'I couldn't handle the truth, the reality of things, I thought we'd all turn out fine. I was wrong.'
Her and her childishness
Her and her unluckiness
Her and her weakness.
My first story, so hold off on all the raging about how bad it is, please?