Chapter 1: Copper Trailer

But I keep rising; pushing onwards, grit my teeth, ground my fear; I keep rising; marching forwards, never quitting, never dying; I keep rising; until I find; my destiny, my destiny.

The girl slid to a stop, dashing to the side of the small ravine to the relative safety of a massive boulder, chest rising and falling as she laid her head back, huffing for breath, eyes cast to the sky. She was short, especially so for her age; short dark hair fell passed her ears, done in a pseudo-pixie cut. She was darker skinned, a smattering of dark freckles spread out over her nose and cheeks.

She was dressed in an armored white dress, her skirt tapering out from her hip down so that it only covered one of her legs; a high collar shot up from the neck of the dress. Silver pauldrons, long boots and gloves covered the rest of her form.

Clutched tightly in her hands were two ringblades, gleaming silver, green lights running along their form, humming quietly with energy. She chanced a peek around the boulder- before dragging her head back behind the cover, eyes clenching shut.

"Come on," She whispered to herself. "Come on. Come on." She took a deep, steadying breath-

And leapt over the boulder, a snarl painted across her face.

The grimm wolves, pitch black, covered in a litany of bone-like armor jolted to attention as she dashed back out into the open, a collection of howls echoing out around her as they began to bound forwards, snarling ferally.

She met them in a blur of steel, twirling through their ranks, blades ripping through their flesh with ease. One took a wide swipe with wicked, long claws, missing as she leapt high into the air, twirling over them. As she passed over the pack, she swung a blade out, letting loose a wide slash of green energy, carving the grimm nearly in half. The girl hit the ground hard, crashing across the dirt with a wince.

One of the wolves was quick to leap towards her, gleaming fangs lashing out towards her throat. She grimaced as she tried to hold the beast back in a losing effort, leaning away from it. She screwed her eyes shut-

And a brilliant golden light filled the ravine, the wolves letting out a collection of pained howls. The girl brought her boots up, planting them against the grimm's chest and kicking it away, its body careening into the rest of its pack.

The girl scowled in distaste, dark eyes turning to the top of the ravine high above. She took a running head start towards the grimm, before leaping, planting her boots against one of the rock walls, pushing off towards the opposite one, black claws narrowly missing her boots as the creatures swiped wildly at her, then leapt again, bouncing back and forth, higher and higher. Finally, she reached the top- then stalled in the air, turning her gaze back to the grimm below.

With one swift motion, she corkscrewed in place, her ringblades lighting up with energy. The girl's petite frame began to descend again, dress flailing out around her as she continued to twirl.

Huge swathes of green light began carving through the air as she descended, the grimm trapped in the small ravine, the waves ripping through them one after another, a la fish in a barrel.

Her eyes snapped back open as she neared the ground, and with one last twirl, fell down one of the few remaining grimm's back like a top, bisecting it nearly in half before coming to a rolling stop onto the ground.

With hard, furious eyes, she turned to the last wolf.

It stared owlishly at her with red and yellow eyes for a moment, before scrambling backwards on all fours, bounding back the way it had come, escaping for the moment.

The girl let loose a tense breath, limbs going limp, her ringblades shooting to rest on hooks on her belt line. She turned her gaze tiredly around for a moment, before pulling out a small piece of paper, looking over the list of scratched out names on it. Producing a pen, she scribbled through the last name, Yule's Gully, pocketing both pen and paper with a sigh.

"That's the last one, then," She muttered, beginning her walk back up the ravine. "…Guess I should finally finish my transcript..."

She shook her head, bowing it in disappointment as she marched away.

A/N: Yello.

It's ya boy.

Kay, so! Screw it, I'm done with this! Finally, first trailer done!

If you're here from DRGN SOUL (previously known as Dragon Soul) proper, welcome! Hopefully these'll tide you over till Volume 4 begins.

If you're not, then welcome nonetheless! Hopefully you read the description and, if that was enough to pique your interest, then sweet. If you like what you find here, then maybe go on and meander over to Dragon Soul (the actual story). Volume 3 just wrapped up, and I'm on a slight hiatus as I finish drafting the next few volumes. Still though, I think it's a little over 160k words, so maybe it'll hold you over while we all wait impatiently for RWBY Volume 7.

I think that's it for me. Next trailer should be here shortly. (Honestly, I spent more time writing the song at the beginning than I did writing this).

Cheers,
Infernokota