Hero In Our Universe: Ruby Rose
Oh where to start. Guess I'll Start with my name. I'm Terrance William Richter Jr. Yea I know you most likely have never heard of me. But really I'm not important. But this story is kind of interesting. See I found a show on Netflix and fell in love with one of the characters. Her name is Ruby Rose. It was weird she was so beautiful and her personality was so great. But there were two huge problems. Her age was one but the bigger problem was she was fictional. It may sound weird. So I started writing fan fiction, never showed anyone. The greatest thing was that I could age her however I liked. People I met online were more than eager to draw characters for me then I found a person that was an amazing artist. She asked to read one of my stories so that she could draw the main character. I've seen her artwork dozens of times and even though she charged for it for a Picture of Ruby around my age like I wrote her would be worth any price. Well long story short I ended up paying almost $200 for a poster sized print and quite a few smaller copies. I poured all of my heart and soul into my writings. Just seeing her makes any day better I even started talking to her. One day everything changed.
I got home from work, the door was open, and the house looked like it had been torn apart. I drew my pistol. The kitchen was the worst. Walking through the living room there was everything I had of her in a huge pile. My posters, action figures, DVD's Dozens of drawings, just piled there then from the back bedroom I heard it the noise I've heard dozens of times in the videos Crescent Rose's Transformation. I didn't even blink a red flash rounded the corner rose petals trailing behind her. I was knocked into the air and thrown over the couch my pistol sliding across the living room floor. It was her, the hair, one Silver eye glaring at me as the massive blade was against my neck.
"What the heck is all this!" She screamed.
For a brief second I thought it had to be some crazed Cosplay girl. Until I grabbed Crescent Roses blade it quickly slicked through my flesh and I started bleeding badly. This is real, she's really here.
"Don't make me ask you again!" Wow she is really mad.
What do you say to a fictional character you love when you meet her for the first time. It's not like a stupid pickup line is going to work.
"Wow." She's more beautiful than I ever could have imagined. "Your real. How?"
"Well of course I'm real! Who the heck are you? And why do you have drawings and toys of me and my friends?" She's confused and mad, maybe a little scared too.
"How did you get here?"
"I'm asking the questions!" she pressed The massive scythe closer to my neck.
"OK. OK. I'm not sure what amazing thing is going on. But I'll answer all your questions please put Crescent Rose away." I really need to diffuse this situation. Listen how about I get you some chocolate chip cookies and something to drink and I'll tell you everything. I swear I'm as confused as you. Amazingly lucky, but confused." I could only pray this works. Going toe to toe with a version of a top tier Huntress that I wrote about constantly is not a smart idea.
"Fine! But don't try anything stupid!" She backs away her weapon and then transforms it to is storage form and slides it into her holster. Getting back up to my feet I finally remember I'm bleeding badly.
"Oh shit I'm bleeding kind of bad. I have to get this bandaged up pretty quick."
"Well ya shouldn't have grabbed my sweetheart like that!" She's watching me like a hawk. Even though I'm not planning on doing anything I'm sure one wrong move and I'll end up dead.
"Ruby, this is going to be really hard for you to believe but, in this world you're actually a fictional character." As soon as this leaves my mouth I can tell it was a bad place to start.
"Bull Crap! How stupid do you think I am!" Man how am I going to defuse this situation.
"Listen I think I can prove it but first I could really use a hand with the first aid kit over here."
"Whatever." She walks over to my pistol and picks it up. "You're not getting a hold of this either."
"I'm not stupid either. If you are the version of you I think you are I'm outclassed by about a thousand time."
"Would you stop with the story bull!"
She follows me into the kitchen placing herself between me and the knives. Wow she already knows the layout of the house too.
"Listen I can see you don't trust me. First aid kit is above the sink in that cabinet."
Pointing my own gun at me she opens the cabinet and pulls out a white box. She opens it her one eye fixed on me but also surveying every inch of the room. Then she sees it. The picture on the fridge. My three daughters on Halloween, The oldest dressed as Ruby at age 13, then my middle daughter as Blake she was 10, and finally my youngest age 5 dressed up as her own sister Yang. Her eye widened with shock.
"Ruby, they had a friend dressed up as Weiss too. I know it's hard to believe I promise on the lives of those three I am not lying to you." I could see the sudden look of horror on her face, I could be telling her the truth.
"I'll need both hands to help you. Don't make any sudden moves." She sounded drained at that moment. I could see it in her eye. How do you take it when someone tells you that you might not be real. She placed my pistol onto the counter. Opened the box and started bandaging my hand.
"Your cut's deep." Her voice has gone monotone now like she is just going through the motions.
"It's fine my fault for thinking you were some CosPlay Crazy." I smiled at her when I said this hoping to cheer her up a little.
"CosPlay?" I could see some confusion on her face.
"Yea people really get into certain shows and books. So they make costumes of their favorite characters. Sometimes they go to huge gatherings and win prizes for them too." I can't take my eyes off her. She is so breathtaking. Every detail is even more amazing than I imagined. I feel horrible that I've put her through so much in my stories.
"So people here dress up as me for fun?" I could see that this was going to be hard on her.
"Yea, lots of people from RWBY. Some even dress as Pyrrah, Jaune, even Ozpin and Goodwitch. All of the characters really." Man our reality must sound creepy as hell to her.
"None of them are on team ruby." She looked a little confused.
As she finished with my hand I started to explain. "Oh I'm sorry, RWBY is the name show that you came from."
"But I didn't come from a show." She sounds so defeated now.
"Here sit down." I pulled the chair out from the table for her. Never thought I'd ever be able to sit across from her. Someone is really blessing me tonight.
Going to the cabinet I started for the cookies. "Oh hey, do you like crunchy cookies or soft."
I could see her with her head in her hands. I think she is starting to cry. "Crunchy." Sadly I already knew this. But I asked more for her. Grabbing the chips Ahoy I head for the fridge passing my pistol. She let me walk right by it. She's completely let her guard down. "Umm Ruby you left my weapon right here. Would you like to take it so I'm not a threat to you." I hope she starts to trust me.
"No." Only a one word answer this is not good how bad off is she.
I grab the milk from the fridge and two glasses. Even though she feels so horrible the thought of sitting across from her sharing cookies is amazing. But I really have to sympathize with her. She's had quite a shock.
"Here try these." She looks up from her hands. Grabbing a cookie.
"Why am I here?" She's definitely been crying. She scared. I will help her. I want to be her hero.
"I really wish I knew Ruby. But I'm glad you are." Oh crap. That's the last thing I think I should be doing is getting all stalker creepy on her.
"Thanks." She gave a half smile right before she bit into her cookie.
While we sat there and ate the whole box of cookies I did my best to explain about everything with all my pictures, figurines, collectibles, and such. I didn't tell her about the stories I wrote though. I learned that the last thing she remembered was going to bed after being made Head Mistress of Beacon Academy. She had been through a lot. Unfortunately I was responsible for all of it. Every scar on her beautiful skin was because of me. Then she hit me with the most horrifying question.
"Were you the one who wrote the stories in that office?" Oh shit. I had a habit of finishing every story I wrote by printing them out and saving a hard copy in a binder. Didn't matter short story or multiple chapters.
"I'm sorry Ruby." I could feel tears starting to flow. Here I am sitting across from a woman I not only love but in so many ways created. And every single bad thing that has ever happened to her was my fault.
"I only read a few. But they were amazingly accurate to what happened. Did you bring me here."
"Ruby, it's my fault." I'm sobbing now. "Every bad thing that has ever happened to you I wrote."
"Hey, just take a breath. Calm down." I'm horrible I've maimed her. Hurt and killed her friends she'll never love me. "You write stories. There is no way you could have known you come face to face with me." Now she's trying to comfort me. How can she even let me live. Even if I didn't know I in so many ways tortured her for years of her life.
"But Weiss…" She cut me off.
"You're an author change the story. Or write a new one."
"How can you just say that? Don't you hate me for it?"
Here I am now really the one destroyed by this. She Pulls Crescent Rose out and Slides it onto the table. "Listen….. Ummm.. Ya know I don't really know your name."
"I'm Terrance"
"Terrance huh. Well I'm Ruby. But then again you already knew that." She gave a bit of a laugh
"You can call me Terry."
"OK Terry it is. So you said there was a show about me?" She's trying to act a little playful now.
"Yea, it's an animation though."
"Well then how about we get some more food and see what your world thinks of me."
"Sounds like a plan. I'm still really sorry though. I feel…" She puts her hand over my mouth.
"Listen I don't want to hear it. Ya didn't know that's the end of it." Wow even with the scars her hands feel so soft and she's only inches from my face. I think I just fell in love again.
We move into the living room the pile of Ruby stuff in the middle of the floor. She sits on the couch I take the other end. I'd love to be next to her but I've just barely met her. Ordered a Hawaiian Pizza and sat watching everything we could find about RWBY. For me it was a perfect date. For her I guess it had to have been pretty weird. We both passed out on the couch after hours of talking.