AU, OOC, Violence, Horror, gore, course language, sexual themes, boops and crack are included within this fanfic, you have been warned.
I own neither RWBY or any of its characters, if I did Pyrrah would still be alive.
Changes:
Ruby: Half Grimm, Raised by Salem, homosexual
Weiss: fox Faunus (still homosexual)
Blake: none
Yang: Adopted sister of Ruby, not Half sister.
Pyrrah: half Grimm.
Salem: not crazy, still wants to rule but not through the Grimm.
Summer: Daughter of Salem. Still dead though.
Chapter 1: Meeting in the woods..
A lone figure, a small girl no older than 15 walked alone through the woods. Her red hooded cloak tattered and torn in several places revealing ash white skin beneath riddled with black veins. Her bare feet, caked in mud and grime left small foot prints in the ground as a howling ripped through the skies. Her small hands clutched desperately at the edges of her hood, trying to keep the wind from blowing it off her face as she jogged.
However even in this forest the girl continued to walk along as if nothing was happening. Her voice soft and smooth like silk began to sing.
"They see you as small and helpless They see you as just a child.
Surprise when they find out that a warrior will soon run wild."
Out of nowhere the small teen broke into a dead sprint, jumping over logs and diving under branches as she sprinted towards the sound of howling as black petals marked her wake.
"Prepare for your greatest moments Prepare for your finest hour.
The dream that you've always dreamed is suddenly about to flower.
We are lightning Straying from the thunder Miracles of ancient wonder."
Ahead she could see the Grimm, circling around a young teen, barely older than her with nothing but a shield and spear, dodging to the side as a large bone covered beowolf lunged towards her, its claws extended, ready to rip the small girl to shreds. A flash of a light and it's head rolled, the body still moving, claws tearing into flesh and through bone even as the body disintegrated into black mist, its death throws clean severing off the girl's arm making her scream in agony. Her shield still clutched by the severed limb.
"This will be the day we've waited for.
This will be the day we open up the door.
I don't wanna hear your absolution Hope your ready for a revolution.
Welcome to a world of new solutions.
Welcome to a world of bloody evolution.
In time, your heart will open minds A story will be told And victory is in a simple soul."
The cloaked girl shoved the wounded teen aside taking the full impact of the next beowolf to jump at her, jaws snapping and claws swinging. With a mighty kick, she threw the Grimm at the tree, making it yelp before getting back up.
"Your world needs a great defender.
Your world's in the way of harm.
You want a romantic life; a fairytale that's full of charm."
More beowolves soon began to move in for an easy meal as the air seemed to get heavier and the Forrest darker.
"Beware that the light is fading Beware if the dark returns.
This world's unforgiving, even brilliant lights will cease to burn."
At once the Grimm lunged, the hooded teen spinning about, the Grimm, throwing them away from the wounded teen. There were too many. Four managed to pin the hooded teen down as one began to bite into the arm of the wounded girl making her drop her spear in pain as she gave a blood curdling scream.
"Legends scatter.
Day and night will sever.
Hope and peace are lost forever.
This will be the day we've waited for.
We are lightning.
Welcome to a world of new solutions."
With a explosion of black energy the Grimm were thrown back, destroyed by the shockwave as the hooded teen made a mad dash for the wounded girl, punching the beowolf in it's skull. A sickening crack was heard as the skull gave way, tearing a chunk of flesh from the arm of the half dead girl as it disintegrated.
"This will be the day we've waited for.
This will be the day we open up the door.
I don't wanna hear your absolution Hope you're ready for a revolution.
Welcome to a world of new solutions.
Welcome to a world of bloody evolution.
In time, your heart will open minds A story will be told That victory is in a simple soul."
Without any other word the cloaked teen sat the head of the wounded girl in her lap. She couldn't help but give a soft smile at the determination the girl held in her soul despite her pain and blood loss. Her green eyes were still sharp like those of a warrior, looking back at the pale vistage of her savior, almost recoiling at the black and red eyes of a Grimm staring back at her.
"I'm sorry." The hooded girl gave a bitter smile as she ran her hand through the ginger hair of the girl she was trying to save. "I wasn't quick enough, you'd bleed out by the time I could get help, even with my Semblance."
"G-grim." The ginger choked, blood slowly trailing down her chin.
"A curse yes." The hooded girl stated softly as she wiped away some of the blood. "Tell me, what is your name?"
"P-pyrrah N-Niko-kos." The ginger choked, more blood pooling at her lips, probably a punctured lung.
"A beautiful name. I'm Ruby Rose." The now named ruby replied softly. "Tell me Pyrrah, I'm giving you a simple choice, die a human dying a warrior's death or, live on, not entirely human, you'd be half Grimm but would be able to continue protecting those you wish to keep safe." (1)
"I, want t-to live." Pyrrah grunted in pain.
"Remember, you asked for this." Ruby replied, placing her hand against Pyrrah's chest, and admittedly copping a feel while she was at it. Whisps of shadow began to drift off her hand, running under Pyrrah's skin making the girl once again scream in utter anguish as black skin grew over the slashes too deep for Aura to heal and new arms began to grow. A shell of bone and spikes began to form along her outer forearms, her fingers ending in clawed tips as her canine elongated and her left eye turned black and red. With a final scream she passed out, her body limp in Ruby's lap.
Footsteps could be heard rushing closer but ruby didn't care, they didn't smell of the Grimm, nor of Atlas's robots. However she wasn't expecting to see her grandmother's long time rival Ozpin along with a rather busty woman with a riding crop that she knew was just all kinds of kinky (2)
"It's not what it looks like!" She eeped. She grew up with horror stories of Ozpin. She shuddered, what kind of monster drinks coffee with no sugar or cream?!
"Really, then?" Ozpin asked bemused. "From where I am, it looks like you crashed initiation, killed several beowolves and turned the most promising student into a grim hybrid like yourself." He stopped briefly to sip from the mug he god from thin air before continuing. "You then proceeded to assess my deputy Headmistress Miss Goodwitch with a rather perverted look."
"Okay its exactly what it looks like." Ruby muttered. She could do much right now. Goodwitch if she only needed the riding crop would have some crazy OP semblance under her belt and she couldn't carry Pyrrah and run at the same time, she was built for speed not strength. "Go ahead, kill us." She growled out, squeezing her eyes shut, expecting at any second to be killed, a full minute past before she peeked out at the two professors and found, pity.
"Can you carry her?" Ozpin asked.
"Yes but I may need help." Ruby admitted with a pale blush. She could swing about a massive scythe no problem but ask her to carry something and she couldn't manage, something to do with momentum.
"Very well." Goodwitch sighed helping Ruby pick up the new half Grimm.
"Follow behind. I wouldn't want you getting lost miss Rose." Ozpin stated bluntly. Ruby gulped. "When I get home grandma was gonna kill me." She mentally panicked.
End chapter 1.
Marked connotations 1: basically modified Alucard's speach from Hellsing.
2: hint at her semblance's power and also a eeference to RWBY Abridged.
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