(Ten Years ago)
She stood there alone, tired, dazed, but her determination would not allow her to be put down. Ruby was the literal last line of defense. It was just her and Salem in a face off, Salem wasn't better off herself. As Ruby wiped the blood from her face she picked up her scythe and got in her stance.
"You are alone now little girl, no one to come and save you, no one to help you defeat me. I am unbeatable." Salem smiled, she called her Grimm to her and one by one Grimm stood in between Ruby and Salem. In a blur of red and rose petals and black ash each of the Grimm were struck down.
"Just because I am alone does not mean that I can't kill you. You took everything from me, my sister, my best friends, I will not go down!" Digging deep, Ruby grabbed whatever aura she could she sped towards Salem, taking down whatever Grimm stood in her way, and as she posed to strike above Salem there was a sliver glimmer in Ruby's eyes as power flooded the room in a brilliant white light.
Thinking back, there was no other way to beat Salem, and I was just a kid back then. It was the tenth anniversary for the death of my team and the rest of Team JNPR. I don't think I can take anymore of being alone, my father became more of a recluse than I have been. Maybe if I had been stronger, or not as naïve someone could have survived, then I wouldn't be alone anymore. I tied the thirteenth knot at the end of my rope, I looked at my completed noose in my hand. Taking a deep breath, I downed the rest of the alcohol left in my bottle. I don't know if I can come back from this. My heart started to beat faster has I tied the other end of my noose to the ceiling fan. Tears started to stream down my face, I wish that I could go back in time before the breach.
Hanging on the noose to make sure it doesn't break the fan off the ceiling I went into my kitchen to find another bottle of liquor. Finding a half empty bottle of rum, I popped the top off and started downing the bottle. In my drunken state, I walked back to my noose and stood on the stool, bring the noose up to my face, inspecting it and thinking about what I could've done better. I felt the stool go and that was that, I won't have to face the world anymore. No more fake smiles, no more storytelling, no more legend of the Red Reaper who saved the world, and I can see Yang, Blake, and even Wiess.