RWBY Volume 5
BLOOD WARS
"Know thy self, know thy enemy. A thousand battles, a thousand victories."
-Sun Tzu
Metal smashed violently against metal. The sounds of smithing filled the small room. The putric smell of smoke, ash, and fire seemed to snuff out everything else. Very little light was present, as the violence outside the room seemed to consume everything it touched. For most everyone, these conditions would be miserable if not extremely dangerous. Surely, toxic gases filled the room. Anyone inside this corner of hell would've left long ago, or suffocated in the dimly lit room.
Crimson couldn't feel more alive. The way his lungs choked for air, the way his eyes burned, the way he could FEEL his life draining away into the abyss. THIS was his life. He was no sadist, no masochist. He took no pleasure from this daily routine. In fact, he despised it. And yet, he craved it. It reminded him of THAT night. The night his life was stolen from him, the night SHE took EVERYTHING from him, the night his...
"No...I will not go through this again." Crimson growled to himself. "It is almost time. She should be arriving soon, and when she does...everything changes." The door to the room suddenly burst open, light filling the room as if God himself had commanded it. Crimson slowly cracked his eyes open to see Indigo, his only connection to his old life, standing in the doorway, holding her hands to her mouth as she gasped out words that didn't seem to leave her lips.
Crimson sighed as he walked outside onto a steel walkway overlooking a massive weapons factory. "What is it Indigo? I asked not to be disturbed." Crimson asked, clearly irritated his "session" had been interrupted. "I j-just w-wanted to let y-you k-know that..." Indigo coughed violently as Crimson just rolled his eyes and leaned back on the walkway railing. "At some point today, I expect to know what it is you wanted to tell me." Crimson said sarcastically as he glared daggers through her. He wasn't normally this rude...with Indigo at least, but she had interrupted his only available time to mentally prepare for their plans.
Indigo straightened and spat off the side of the rail, then glared at Crimson. "Not my fault you decide to give yourself cancer every day in that damn room of yours!" indigo said, puffing her cheek out in annoyance. "If only." Crimson remarked. Indigo huffed and stared out over the walkway at the factory. Massive jets were being loaded with missiles and massive rounds of dust, and soldiers were practicing shooting at targets.
"She arrived yesterday. She is in an inn with her uncle." Indigo said softly. "Her new team is there too. They had a run-in with some horse demon grimm thing outside the city and are recovering before they meet with Lionheart."
Crimson stared with her at the soldiers. "At least they haven't met with him yet, or our plans could've gone to ruin before it even began." Crimson muttered. Indigo shifted slightly, as she turned to face him, back leaning against the railing. "There's more. Her sister and former partner are both heading here. They could be here within a few hours according to my informant." Indigo said.
Crimson glanced at Indigo, and marveled at how beautiful she looked with the glow of the factory reflecting off the walls behind her. If things were different, they may have been...something more. But after what had happened...it just couldn't be. He had changed too much, and she had changed too little. Crimson dismissed those thoughts and glared out again at the factory, his face a mask to hide his true self. He would show no mercy, no quarter. He was ready.
"Good. Then when they arrive, we shall begin. Now go." Crimson commanded, and Indigo bowed slightly as she turned to leave. But as she began to descend down the stairwell to the factory floor, she turned and looked at Crimson. That boy she had once loved seemed like a distant memory, and as she looked at his face, she frowned and sighed and she saw his eyes burn a bright crimson red. "What did they do to you?" Indigo whispered to herself as she finally walked down the stairs.
Crimson watched her go, and it felt like he was watching her leave him again. Before that night, before..."DAMMIT, stop thinking about it!" Crimson growled in frustration. Crimson growled and closed his eyes again. He saw the smoke, the fire, the blood. And he saw HER.
Crimson slowly opened his eyes, eyes burning a dark crimson red, threatening anyone who dared defy him. He wasn't that same boy. He would have his vengeance for that night, and it would begin soon. And as Crimson walked past his men, past Indigo, and towards his personal quarters, he thought to himself one last thought before he would allow sleep to take over his thoughts.
"The World will not KNOW my name. The World will BATHE in it. All will see what I was forced to see. All will know how it feels to suffer, to struggle to survive. And Ruby Rose...You will be the first to know what's it like to witness a CRIMSON NIGHT!"
Hello, hope you enjoyed the prologue! I will try and get chapters out asap! Looking forward to Oct. 14 and the RWBY Volume 5 premiere! So sit back, and get ready. This is RWBY: BLOOD WARS!