So, this is my first post on this site. In light of recent events, I have decided to create something in the one way I can. We love you, Monty. Enjoy.
Yang woke up with a gasp, grasping at the blankets that covered her, their warmth doing nothing to ease the intense shivering that rolled over her sweat covered body in waves. It's okay, I'm safe. She thought to herself, looking the dimly lit room, the sun barely rising. Staring at Ruby the corners of her mouth started to slant upwards, the young girl looking so peaceful as she slept. Her eyes drifted downwards toward Weiss, who to the blonde's surprise was staring at the bottom of the bed that hung precariously above her, eyes wide open.
"Hey, Weiss." Yang whispered, not wanting to wake neither Blake nor Ruby.
"What?" The ice queen responded curtly, annoyed and surprised by Yang's voice so early in the morning.
"Uh…"
"If you're going to talk to me, at least have something to say." Weiss replied, rolling onto her side to face Yang.
"Well, I kind of wanted to talk to you about Ruby."
"Why would I want to talk about her at such an ungodly hour?" Her voice suddenly filled with nervousness as she rolled onto her other side, facing the wall instead of the blonde brawler.
"Well, Ruby has gotten really close to you lately and I haven't really gotten the chance to talk to her much, since you two seem to always be together doing something. I want to know about her life, since I'm her big sister and-" Yang stopped mid sentence in surprise, startled by the light that filled the room, along with a deafening bang.
Her ears ringing she jumped out of bed, snapped awake. All the lights in Beacon had been turned on before she hit the floor, causing her to blink a few times. When her hearing started to return, her blood felt like it had frozen in her veins. The droning of the siren confirming something had happened in town.
"Everyone, get to your lockers! Quick!" Ruby shouted above the cacophony of noises that had filled the room, already fully awake and prepared to react.
Forcing the door open with an urgency that nearly caused her to throw it off the hinges, Yang looked across the hallway and saw Pyrrha with the same expression she had herself, cold dread showing on her face.
"Explosion in Vale, I had just woken up when it happened." Yang yelled across the hallway, straining to hear her response through all of the other students sprinting to their lockers, talking all at once.
"Yeah, Jaune and I were awake too. Uh… Studying." She replied, becoming sheepish and turning away, a slight tint of red coloring her cheeks.
"Gross gross gross." Yang replied over her shoulder, already joining the masses and running to her locker with the rest of the team.
When all of team RWBY had retrieved their weapons, they ran in unison over to the auditorium which was teeming with students. Ozpin was standing the podium, as he cleared his throat and prepared to address everyone.
"Students! Your attention please!" His voice shockingly loud and clear over the mass that swarmed before him. "As I am sure you have surmised, there is currently a-" He paused, interrupted by a chain of explosions in the distance which caused him to raise his voice even more, something the students there did not think possible. "As I was saying. There is a situation in Vale and as hunters and huntresses in training we will need your assistance. Find your teams if you have not already and board the nearest hoverjet together. Be quick about it!"
The moment that he finished speaking the mass of students moved together towards the landing area, many stopping suddenly when they had a clear view of the city close to their school. The night sky seemed to have light up, tracer rounds filling the air as massive airships flew over the city, leaving explosions underneath them as they went. Yang felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see Blake, tears beginning to form in her eyes as the symbols on one of the airships became visible in the flames that had engulfed it. The familiar face of a grimm with claw marks behind it prompting Yang to take Blake's hand into her own, comforting the faunus as best as she could.
They were snapped back to reality when they heard a massive crack next to them, followed by one of the airships falling, it's engines burning. All of team RWBY turned in unison, shocked by what they saw. Velvet was laying on the ground, her facial features distorted by a hatred so deep it cause Yang to step back slightly and pause in shock. The rabbit faunus fired again, dropping another airship in the distance. The weapon she was wielding was a rifle, slightly larger than the girl wielding it, the bi-pod near the end of the barrel helping her hold the weapon up. The massive rifle had a blade attached all along the underside of the light brown barrel, except in the foot leading up to the trigger, a magazine the size of Yang's head occupying part of the space, a cream colored grip occupying the other portion. The weapon had no sights, instead a small wire with an eyepatch extending out, covering the girl's right eye with a spot of brown that matched the color of the barrel itself. Judging by the lack of the handbag which Velvet carried around seemingly at all times, the team assumed that this was her weapon. The reason why it had taken her all year now apparent due to it's complexity. With every round the weapon fired, clouds of dust scattered from the ground, moved by the sheer force of the weapon. When Yang looked over at Ruby, the girl seemed to be in heaven, her eyes glazed over and a string of drool coming out from the corner of her wide open mouth. Brought back to reality by the continued explosions in the distance, the team quickly boarded a hoverjet, seeing team CFVY, well, the first half of the team, with them along with JNPR standing together.
"Jaune, are you sure you want to come? You don't have to you know…" Pyrrha said over the growing roar of the engines as the vehicle took off.
"Pyrrha, I do have to come. It would be ridiculous for me not too and I would feel terrible if anything happened to the three of you. I can handle myself." Jaune replied, staring into the redhead's eyes.
Jaune's statement was fairly true, considering the extent to which he had improved since the last time the siren was heard.
"We hot drop in five!" The pilot said, indicating that the area where they were going to be deployed had too much action to the point where it would be impossible to make a proper landing.
For a first post that didn't seem half bad to me, even though it's pretty short (I'm obviously not biased at all though 3). Let me know what you guys think. I might continue this story later, possibly even today if inspiration hits me again but I'm having some trouble coming up with ideas right now and need a bit of a break.