Hey guys! Taiyo here! This is a Sword in the stone AU. Just to let you know. I am working on another RWBY fan fiction as well, but that one I started on my phone, and my phone has really weird word options. So yeah. You should read it! It's called Roses have their thorns. Any way…On with the story!~
Mirror of a Red rose
Weiss POV
"Absolutely not! You will not be my Heir!" said her father.
"But Father, I am the only person that you can choose!" Weiss shot back.
"I will have our best Mages prepare a test, welcome to any man. If no one can pass by the end of six months, you may try." He replied.
Six months! Her mind screamed. That will take ages! She fought the urge to say this aloud.
"Thank you, father!" Weiss said instead before turning and walking out of the room.
She sighed. Her father had his mind set; he would not want a woman to take over his position as a monarch. She would have to wait. Stubborn as he was, he was true to his word.
5.9 months later
She had been looking out of the window of the hallway. She wasn't to go outside, for a terrible rainstorm had started. Suddenly, she noticed something outside: Two figures, appearing to be riding horses. One seemed to be carrying some sort of dust torch, for they emitted a bright yellow light. The other wore a bright red cape. She continued to watch the two. The storm got worse and worse, and soon the two became separated.
That poor person! How will they be able to find their way without a torch? Or any sort of light? Weiss thought. It wasn't unusual for a person to use dust as a light source, after all.
The caped girl looked around for a shelter, but the only thing that could shield her from the storm was Weiss's castle. They headed towards it. A few minutes later, the horse knocked them off of it and ran off, leaving the person on the ground. The figure stood, coated in mud, but cape still bright enough to see. They began to walk towards the castle, but it was evident that they were fatigued. Weiss rushed down to the bottom floor, turned into a secret passage that lead to one of the outer walls, and waited. Soon, the figure approached, cape billowing in the wind. With a last burst of energy, the person pulled out a small dust crystal and healed the wounds they had gotten from their fall off the horse. Weiss ran out from her hiding place and caught the person as they collapsed into unconsciousness. Carefully, she carried the person, who she had discovered to be female, through secret passages that lead to her room.
I will make sure you survive here! She thought.
Looking at the girl, Weiss began to make observations. The girl had black hair and red tips. She wore a short black dress that reached the middle of her thighs but it was long sleeved and the sleeves widened at the elbow. Red was found along every aspect of her clothing. Her cape was bright red, and her torso had a corset, tightened at the front with a red ribbon. Red lace lined every opening of the dress: sleeves, bottom, and neckline. She wore black tights and a pair of combat boots that were laced with red ribbons and the top had red lace around it. The bottom of her boots, the rubber part, was also red. Attached to a leather belt, was a large red box like object, a few bullets, a silver cross, and a small bag. Her cape was attached to her shirt by a small silver cross on each shoulder. The girl had pale white skin. Since the girl was unconscious, Weiss was unable to see the girl's eyes.
Interesting. Weiss thought. Lots of red.
Weiss arrived at the entrance to her room. Slipping inside, her blue eyes observed the corridor before closing the door. She quickly changed the girl's clothes for clean ones that she owned. The girl was clean and free of wounds thanks to her final burst energy. Putting the girl down on her bed, Weiss cleaned the girl's clothing (she had to learn how to clean clothes to be "a proper wife" according to her mother) and used some dust to warm the room. Finally settling down on a chair directly next to the bed, she drifted to sleep.
Ruby POV
Ruby's eyes slowly opened. The first thing she noticed was the white haired girl sleeping in a chair with her head on the bed next to her hip. The second thing she noticed was her clothing. It had been set out to dry by the fire.
Where am I? She asked herself silently.
Memories of what had happened last night began to flood in. Getting separated from Yang, heading towards the castle, getting ditched by her horse, walking to the castle, the girl darting out from nowhere to catch her when she collapsed. That was all she could remember, aside from the feeling of warm arms carrying her.
The girl at her side began to stir. Ruby sat up slowly. Her hair fell to her face, covering her eyes. The girl rubbed her eyes, seemingly as confused as ruby had been, before a look of recognition crossed her face.
"Good morning. I am Weiss Schnee. It is a pleasure to meet you." The girl, now known as Weiss said, holding her hand out.
"Good morning! I'm Ruby. Ruby Rose. It's nice to meet you, Weiss!" Ruby said optimistically.
"How are you feeling? You had a rough night last night." Weiss said, getting up and pouring a glass of water.
"I'm fine. Thanks!" Ruby replied. " By the way, where can I change?"
"The bathroom has a small changing room. Do you need help?" Weiss asked.
"No. I'll be fine." She stood up, grabbed her clothes, and entered the changing room.
There, she slipped into her usual clothing. She felt around her hip.
Where is it? She panicked. Where is Crescent Rose? And my belt is gone too?
She walked out of the changing room and looked around.
"What are you looking for?" Weiss asked.
"My belt and Cr- the box attached to it. Do you know where it is?"
"Ah! I think I put it in the desk drawer." Weiss supplied.
"Thanks." She walked up to the desk and opened the drawer.
The girl was right, the belt and scythe were there. She sighed in relief. Then she realized her hair was still a mess. Opening her pack, she pulled out a brush and fixed it, placing it away from her silver eyes.
"Well, I have to go to sparring practice, so stay here." Weiss said, having changed into her ice blue dress and pulled her hair up while ruby was distracted.
"Eh? But I want to come too!" Ruby protested, her bangs falling in front of her face as she turned around.
"I'll take you to my father when I return. He will decide whether to keep you or not." Weiss replied.
Ruby sighed. Patting the folded crescent rose, she pushed her hair out of her face and facing the desk.
"Besides, it's not like you have a weapon." Weiss said, startling her.
"Well…." Weiss left before ruby could say anything.
She turned and watched the door close. Suddenly, she realized where she was. This was not exactly according to yang's plan… at all. She decided not to let Weiss see her eyes. The eyes had a reputation. One that was needed for the future, but not now. As long as Weiss was unaware of these eyes, she would be safe. Pulling a pair of dark blue contacts from her pack, she faced a mirror and soon her eyes were blue as the midnight sky.
"Sorry, Yang. It seems like I won't meet you today."
Blake POV
The storm had died down, and the clouds were dispersing. Blake tied her bow around her head, preparing to go to the market. She opened the door to her cottage, only to find a yellow haired girl unconscious by her step. By the looks of it, she had run out of energy and her horse had run off. Blake debated whether to help the girl out when the girl began to stir. Blake kneeled down next to the girl, her catlike curiosity getting the best of her.
"Where am I?" the girl sat up quickly before wincing in pain.
"Easy now, take it easy." Blake said.
The girl froze, slowly turning her head to face Blake.
"Who are you? Where's Ruby? Where is this place?" the girl's eyes shone red and she looked around.
"My name is Blake Belladonna. I'm not sure who this 'Ruby' person is, but if they are important I may be able to help. This is my cottage in the kingdom of Vale."
The girl's eyes widened. Her hair flashed with a bright yellow light and her wounds disappeared. Her eyes changed from red to a gentle purple.
Blake gasped. This girl was famous throughout the four kingdoms as Flame, alongside a silver eyed scythe wielder called Red.
"You're-"she started.
The girl shot up, covering Blake's mouth.
"My name is Yang. Yang Xiao Long. Not that person."
Blake nodded in fear. The two were huntresses. Red was famous for saving people, while Flame was famous for gathering information through any means possible.
"Well anyway, get in," she opened the door of her cottage. "We don't want to disturb the other villagers."
Yang walked in and looked around. Blake closed the door. She shot yang a questioning look.
"You're a Faunus. From the looks of it, you're an equal rights activist who left the White fang after they began their violent acts." Yang said suddenly, her accuracy startling Blake.
"How did you-"Yang cut her off.
"I've seen you at rallies, and you have quite the reputation on the information market."
Blake froze. A reputation? This would not fare well.
"Blake. Would you help me find my sister?" Yang asked, suddenly softer than she was only seconds ago.
"Fine. But I'm not working in the broad daylight. We'll wait for sundown."
Yang POV
While she was talking to Blake, the memories of the night before came flooding back to her.
*Flashback*
The rain made the ground muddy and unpredictable. Yang used her semblance to light their way. Suddenly, a rush of wind made the two girls separate.
"Yang!" Ruby reached out for her older sister's hand.
"Ruby! Hold on!" Yang grabbed Ruby's hand, only for it to slip out.
"Sorry Yang! I'll meet you at 3 o'clock by the tower of beacon." Ruby shouted over the storm before she disappeared.
She kept trekking through the mud until she reached a small village. Her horse reared and she fell off. The horse ran into a nearby forest and disappeared. She was tired, but managed to get herself near a small cottage. Covered in mud, she was unrecognizable. She collapsed to the floor.
*End of flashback*
"Fine. But I'm not working in the broad daylight. We'll wait for sundown." Blake replied.
"Do you know where the tower of beacon is?" Yang asked suddenly.
Blake froze.
"Why do you need to go there?"
"I have a meeting, though it's highly unlikely that it will happen today. Still, I'd like to know where it is."
"It's in the center of town, about a half an hour from here by foot." Blake said slowly.
"Okay. Thanks."
"Who are you meeting?" Blake asked curiously.
"My sister Ruby will be there at 3 o'clock, but she probably has it worse than me. She can't use her semblance for things like this."
Ruby POV
Ruby sat on the bed, bored out of her mind. She had long since gotten bored of adjusting Crescent Rose, so she just waited. Suddenly, Weiss bust through the door, panting. She put down her folded up scythe.
"My father would like to see you now." He eyes were full of confusion, as though she was surprised at her father's rush to see Ruby.
Ruby stood calmly. She had expected this.
"Okay, well let's go. We shouldn't keep him waiting!"
Weiss gave her a confused look before motioning for Ruby to follow her. They walked through the corridors until they reached the throne room. There, Weiss's father sat, looking at them expectantly.
"Thank you Weiss, but I need to talk to miss rose alone." Weiss's father said.
"Of course." Weiss turned and left the room.
"Why are you here, Red? Is there something you need? Is there an Ursa in the area?" He asked, having recognized her immediately.
"Shh! Someone will here you!" Ruby looked around. "I meant to come here with Flame after the six month mark of your test. There was a letter from…" she looked around again before lowering her voice. "…Roman Torchwick. He's after your daughter. We came to protect her."
"Where's Flame? You said it was both of you." He asked.
"We were separated in the storm."
"Oh. Well, you are welcome to stay here for now, to protect my daughter. If you need to go anywhere, take her with you." He said, raising his arm to dismiss her.
"But-"
"No buts. You are dismissed."
Ruby held der head down and nodded. Turning, she dropped a note.
He'll understand when he finds it. Sorry Weiss, but too many lies have been told already.
She exited the room. Taking the path Weiss had shown her, she ended up at Weiss's bedroom door. The door opened when she was about to knock. Weiss pulled her in.
"What is this thing? You left it here, and it sparked. Scared me half to death, you dolt!" Weiss motioned to Crescent rose.
"That? It's a high caliber sniper-scythe." Ruby said nonchalantly.
"What?" Weiss yelled, making Ruby jump. "You had a weapon this entire time?"
"Yes. Why are you so surprised?" she picked up crescent rose. "I would show you, but the room would end up without a floor."
"Who are you?" Weiss questioned.
Ruby's eyes narrowed.
Secret passages. She more than likely heard the first part of our conversation. Glad we lowered our voices.
"I told you already. I'm Ruby Rose."
Weiss POV
Weiss turned around to face the mirror. Ruby looked at Weiss, her eyes still narrowed in suspicion.
"Look, Weiss, I know you were there. I heard you running. Don't try to hide it from me." Ruby finally spoke.
There was another moment of silence.
"Who's Red?" Weiss said, turning around.
Ruby's eyes widened.
"She- she's a famous scythe wielding huntress. She works with another huntress who goes by the name Flame." Ruby seemed uncomfortable.
"Why did my father call you that?" Weiss pressed, noticing Ruby's squirming.
"I've idolized her for a while, so I made similar clothing. He must have thought I was her." Ruby avoided Weiss's eyes.
"Anyway, can I go to sparring practice with you tomorrow? I haven't had a good fight in a while." Ruby stretched, pulling her arms forward.
Weiss rolled her eyes. She felt something off about Ruby, but it wasn't the kind of off she felt when she encountered bad people.
"Sure, but don't get in my way. When I have Myrtenaster, I'm almost unbeatable." She smirked.
"Oh? I guess we'll find out tomorrow then." Ruby smiled.
Weiss didn't rise to the bait.
"Father has prepared a room for you. Follow me." Weiss lead Ruby to a room a few doors down.
"Thanks." Ruby disappeared into the room.
Weiss headed back to her room, preparing for the next day's sparring practice.