AN:This is my first time writing something for this site, and I hope that the spelling and grammar are correct. If not, please tell me so that I may fix it. The inspirationfor this story was for the Monty Oum Project, the idea to create something in his name to honor him, even if its not finished.

Monochromatic Thoughts: VOL 1

Blake POV

There she was, the little princess sleeping softly. Oh how she could imagine things that the Schnee could have experienced. A life of posh luxury and attempting to crush an entire species in servitude.

SO GODDAMMIT WHY COULDN'T SHE KILL THIS BITCH! Her sword was right there and she couldn't even slit her throat. Great. Just great.

She was pretty though. There was the silky pale white hair, a single scar over her eye that gave her a look of imperfection, strangely befitting of a Schnee. Then lay her cute lips, just sitting there, waiting to- what? Why was she thinking like this, it's not like she liked the heiress.

Oh shit, she was waking up. Time to leave.

There she stood, in front of the Beacon Main Hall, arguing with a girl in red. The same woman who she nearly killed a year prior. A vial of dust had rolled her way. Picking it up, she began walking towards the two, already preparing a scathing remark, but why did she feel so horrible about delivering it?

She had gone too far this time. That racist bitch had not a goddamned idea as to what she had suffered, hell she was part of the family that had actively tried to crush her species! Why was she the one she had a crush on; why was she the one she loved.

After the fight against Torchwick, She saw Weiss walking towards her with a scowl on her face. The black haired beauty open her mouth to explain, but she states that she doesn't care. She wonders if her crush will work out after all.