The Queen of Atlas


I am the Queen of Atlas. The Queen of Huntsmen and Huntresses. The Queen of Maidens. I only let you plebeians do as you please because it amuses me. Dance for me little worms. Dance.


Beacon Academy. The most prestigious training Academy in the world. Built after the Great War of the Four Kingdoms so that the young men and women who called themselves Huntsmen and Huntresses had a way to fight back against the menace that was the Grimm. That was 80 years ago.

It didn't look all that impressive really, Weiss thought. She had seen castles and manors back in Atlas that put the Academy to shame. Both in size, design and aesthetic appeal. But then again, Weiss supposed that Academy was not there to look good for tourists to take pictures of. It was meant to weather the test of time, to survive a very likely Grimm attack. But still, Weiss was not impressed.

She raised her left hand. A glyph appeared and an ice blue chalice with sapphires formed atop her hand. Another glyph appeared in midair and out came a giant wine flask. Once the chalice was full, the flask disappeared. Weiss took a few sips of wine before letting the chalice disappear within the glyph. She stood up as the bullhead landed. Her dust trolley came up from a glyph on the ground. Her real luggage was stored somewhere else. But she could always just call upon it with her glyphs.

Weiss exited the bullhead, dragging the trolley behind her without care for what was in front of her. Her lips curved into a smirk as she felt everyone's eyes gradually move to her. Was it her clothing that drew their attention? After all, it's not every day you see someone wearing silver white plate armour. Maybe it was her striking white hair? Of course in Atlas, white hair was rather common. A way that the people of Atlas adapted to the Land that was Always Winter. Or maybe they were drawn to her power. To the massive aura that she no doubt had. Perhaps they were intimidated. Of course. It was only natural to feel intimidated by the presence of royalty. Especially that of a Queen.

As of yet, no one had caught her eye. Weiss's features shifted into a look of disdain as she observed the plebeian masses. So many unworthy to even be here. How dare they even think they could look her in the eye!? Weiss stopped in the middle of the pathway. Behind her, her trolley had come to a halt. It was filled with the most expensive, the rarest and some of the most volatile forms of Dust there were in Remnant.

Suddenly there was a red blur that came crashing into her trolley. Luckily, the girl bounced off of a quickly placed glyph. If not for Weiss's quick thinking the girl in the red cloak may have caused on explosion. As the girl sat on the ground before her, Weiss glared.

"What do think you're doing? Don't you know what this is?" The girl looked up and grabbed one of the crates to hand it over to Weiss.

"Sorry."

Weiss crossed her arms. "Sorry? This is Dust. You know, things that Huntsmen and Huntresses use to boost their power through their aura? That dust? Dust that can be very volatile? Do you have any idea how expensive this is or how long it takes to be manufactured? Are you missing something in the head? Huh? What do you say for yourself plebeian?" Weiss demanded, grabbing a vial and shaking it at the girl. Weiss continued to shake the vial, unknowingly releasing some dust into the air.

"A-a-a-ACHOOO!" The girls sneeze caused the vial to erupt in flames, which in turn caused the other vials on the trolley to ignite. Weiss quickly grabbed the girl and used a glyph to launch them away from the explosion. Numerous other explosions appeared in the air around the trolley, absorbing it and preventing any damage from being caused. "Woah."

"Tch. You idiot! This is exactly what I was talking about! Were you even paying any attention to what I was saying you worm!?" The girl in red, pressed her index fingers together and looked down at the ground.

"I-I'm really, really sorry!"

"You worm! Why are you even here? You look way too young to be attending Beacon!" Weiss demanded, tapping her foot on the ground.

"Um…Well, I-'"

"This is one of the most prestigious, if not the most prestigious Combat School's in Remnant. It's not just about fighting you plebeian. This a place where little worms like you learn how to fight the Grimm. So why don't you watch where you're going?"

"I said I was sorry princess!" She spat back. Weiss's eyes narrowed.

"Actually, it's heiress." Weiss turned her head to look at another plebeian walking towards them with a black bow. "Weiss Schnee. Heiress to the Schnee Dust Company. One of, if not the largest producers of Dust or Energy propellant in the world."

"Hn, at least someone here is actually knowledgeable here." The girl with the bow continued. Her voice taking on a slightly venomous tone. It was subtle enough that Weiss narrowed her eyes at the girl.

"The same company with questionable labour practices as well as shady business partners." Weiss's eyes lit up with anger. Several glyphs formed behind her, weapons within. How dare she address her Queen like this? Who the hell did this worm think she was? Meanwhile the girl in red giggled. Weiss then turned her attention to the cloaked menace. She dare laugh at royalty?

"You will both rue the day that you decided to mess with the Queen. That I guarantee. You will not get away with this." The girl in black scoffed while the girl in red looked nervous.

"I-I promise I'll make this up to you!" She called after Weiss as she was strutting off. The Queen of Atlas summoned her actual luggage. Who did those worms think they were? Causing her dust to explode and making fun of her! No one would get away with that. Not unless she had anything to say about it. The next stop was the auditorium. There a useless ceremony where information that should already have been known would be dispensed.

Weiss snapped her fingers and her luggage once again disappeared into a glyph. Even more people had their gazes on her. None of them were worthy to even look upon her. In her shining silver plate armour, with long, flowing snow white hair. Such plebeian's didn't deserve to look upon greatness. They should've been honoured to even be in her presence, let alone actually look at her.

"…And I felt really, really bad and I just wanted her to stop yelling at me." Weiss turned her head to side and saw the same girl in the red cloak talking to a blonde wearing clothes that showed way too much cleavage. Not that Weiss cared about that anyways.

"You." She said in a low voice. The girl yelped and leapt into the arms of her blonde companion. As the girl began to complain about 'It's happening again!' Weiss summoned a pamphlet specially made for worms like her. "You're lucky that I was there to save you. Otherwise you could've been blown off the side of the cliff.

The blonde looked at little red. "Oh my god you really did explode."

"It was an accident! It was an accident I swear!" Little Red pleaded to Weiss. Yes, beg. Get on your knees and beg. Weiss shut the girl up and shoved the pamphlet in her face. Usually giving one of these away meant that Weiss had to give a stupid little speech, but considering how well the girl was listening earlier, Weiss doubted she'd be able to follow anything she said.

So instead the Queen of Atlas had to settle with, "Do you really want to make it up to me?" She nodded. "Then read this and don't ever talk to me again."

Little Red's sister's gaze turned to her. "Look, it seems that you two got off on the wrong foot here. Why don't you start over and try to be friends?" Weiss had to stifle a laugh. Start over and try again? On the other hand, Red Hood seemed to like that idea.

"Great idea sis!" Sis? Great there's two of them. She stuck out her hand for Weiss to shake. "Hello Weiss! I'm Ruby! Wanna hang out? We can go shopping for school supplies?" Weiss let out a tiny chuckle.

"Of course. We can also paint our nails, try on clothes and talk about cute boys like tall, blonde and scraggly over there." Weiss said, pointed her thumb back at some blonde plebeian in the back. Ruby's eyes lit up.

"Wow really?"

At that Weiss looked Ruby dead in the eye. "Absolutely not. Like I would ever considering being friends with plebeian. It would be unfit for a Queen like me to hang out with a plebeian like you. Now be quiet, the headmaster is about to grace us with this speech of his."

"Ahem." The white haired professor Ozpin trudged onstage with Glynda Goodwitch behind him. "I'll keep this brief. You have travelled her today in search of knowledge."

No I haven't.

"To hone your craft and acquire new skills."

Again, no. I have no need of anything that you say.

"And when you have finished…You plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people." Weiss smirked at that.

Why do you assume that I, the Queen of the City of Always Winter have need of any of these things? But I do have to admit, this is turning out to be quite amusing.

"But I look amongst you…and all I see is wasted energy." Weiss's eyes narrowed at that. Wasted energy you say? "You are in need of purpose, direction, you assume that knowledge will free you of this. But your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only get you so far."

That much is true. But I am not here for knowledge. Nor am I here for a purpose, for I already know that my purpose is to rule over all these plebeian's so that they may gaze upon my wondrous being.

"It is up to you to take the first step." And with that, the headmaster stepped away, limping on what was so obviously a cane sword. The blonde Glynda Goodwitch stepped up to the microphone.

"You will gather at the ballroom tonight. Tomorrow your initiation begins. Be ready. You are dismissed." Weiss scoffed. Was that it? A useless speech that only served to bring some people down and instructions that anyone with a half a mind already knew off. Beside her, Ruby's sister turned to her.

"He seemed kind of off, almost like he hasn't even there or something."

The blonde idiot whom she had pointed at earlier had the audacity to come up to royalty. "I'm a natural blonde you know." Weiss shook her head in disgust and walked away.

Later that night, as the plebeian masses got into their sleep wear, Weiss stood alone in the courtyard of Beacon. Her silver armour shone brightly against the moonlight. Most of the dorms were still lit up and the lights at the ballroom were faint, but still on.

The day so far, aside from the arrival at Beacon, was uneventful. Nothing of any import really happened. Though Weiss did make sure to keep away from Ruby and her Plebeian idiocy. Things can only get better from here. She formed a glyph underneath her body and began to float up high into the air.

Below her the city of Vale was lit up like a Christmas tree. All of this belonged to her. All of it will be hers. All of it is hers. She was merely here to claim what rightfully belonged to Schnee family. And there was nothing that could stand in the way of the Queen of Atlas. After several minutes of floating in the air and shimmering in the moonlight, Weiss began to descend. Several glyphs formed on her body and her armoured disappeared. In place of her Queenly armour was white, calf length nightgown.

Waiting for her down at the ground was the headmaster of Beacon. Ozpin. He didn't seem the least bit surprised at her appearance and bowed his head slightly in greeting. At least this one knows how to address royalty. "Hello Ms. Schnee. I do hope that you will going to bed soon. Even royalty needs sleep." Weiss scoffed.

"The Queen does not need what plebeians need, for she has the blood of royalty flowing through her veins. This initiation will be child's play to me. I do hope that your school will be able to provide me some form challenge, otherwise it will only serve to sate my amusement." Ozpin chuckled.

"I know that there isn't much of anything that anyone here can you teach that you already don't know Ms. Schnee. Beacon serves only as a way for you reclaim Vale for your family is that not right?" Weiss nodded.

"Yes. Every kingdom once belonged to my family. Everything you see. From Mistral to Vale. From the deserts of Vacuo to the frozen tundra of Atlas. All of it belonged to the Schnee once. And I intend to reclaim what is rightfully mine. I am merely here to see whether or not the people of Vale are worthy of my rule. So far I am not impressed. Vale is full of worms who wouldn't know what royalty is even if it hit them in the face and worms who need to learn some respect or face the consequences of disrespecting their superior."

"Respect is earned Ms. Schnee. Not given. Perhaps you need to wait until you get know the people of Vale before casting down judgement upon them." Ozpin was frowning. The two of them stopped at the base of Beacon Tower. "Now please get some rest Ms. Schnee. Tomorrow will be a busy day."

"I shall be the judge of that. Farewell Sir Ozpin. I do hope that you will be able to provide some challenge for me. Otherwise I would've come here for no reason."

"Of course. You'll be surprised at what you can find out there." Ozpin said, spinning around to face her as the elevator door closed and he up to the top. Weiss looked amused. As if anything the old Seraphim could throw at her would pose any semblance of a challenge. Letting out an amused chuckle Weiss made her way to the ball.

The sound of idiots making noise while her subjects were trying to sleep reached Weiss's ears. Weiss rolled her when she saw an already familiar shock of reddish-black hair. Wordless she passed them. Then Weiss turned around and glared, several glyphs formed and shimmered in the dark room. "Be quiet you miserable lot. Don't you have anything better to do that to disturb the peace of others?"

The blonde plebeian glared at her. "Oh it's you again."

Ruby on the other hand seemed to agree with her Queen's sentiment. "Guys she's right, people are trying to sleep!"

"Oh, so now you agree with me."

"I've always agreed with you!"

"Yeah what's your problem with my sister anyways!?" The blonde crossed her arms, the strength of her glare intensifying. Weiss chuckled at her attempt at looking intimidating. She waved away her glyphs and turned around, not bothering to give Ruby's sister a response. Does no one here respect their betters? Ugh. That will have to change when I have claimed what is mine.

But for now, Weiss would have to live with their disrespect and ignorance. After, what else could she have expected from a plebeian? She snapped her fingers and a glyph appeared in the center of the ballroom. A blinding silver light filled the room. After the light dissipated there was a giant bed in the center of the room. A smirk formed on Weiss's face as she looked at everyone's awestruck looks. Yes plebeians, you shall sleep on the floor whilst I will sleep on something befitting of a queen.

As soon as she was settled into bed, Weiss fell asleep instantly. That night she dreamt of the sky. Flying through the highest clouds and reaching to into the great beyond that was Space. Looking down below her was the world that was Remnant. The cities of Atlas, Vale, Mistral and Vacuo were nothing more than mere dots in the landscape. The vast forests of Vale, the towering mountains of Atlas, the endless deserts of Vacuo and the thousand swamps of Mistral. All of it would be hers. As it should be. It was her birthright. And nothing would stand in her way.

When Weiss woke up the next morning, the sun had barely risen. She glanced at the clock at the north end of the ballroom. It was only 7:30 in the morning. Most of the plebeian's were still asleep dreaming of inane and asinine activities. A snort left her lips. With a snap of the fingers, her bed disappeared. So far it seemed that only the redheaded girl form Mistral that the media called the Invincible Girl and the girl in black with the bow were up.

Weiss showered quickly. It is unfitting for royalty to bathe with the plebeian masses. None of them are worthy of viewing perfection. Seeing me in my purest and most perfect form is an honor that no one is worthy of. As soon as she finished, the shower room was bathed in a silver light as Weiss summoned a skin tight white jumpsuit with silver thigh high boots. Her armour would come later.

Initiation was useless. To Weiss anyways. It would only serve to hinder her abilities by pairing her up with some imbecile. Weiss didn't need anyone's help. Not unless asked for. Times that are few and far between. Though if Weiss had to choose anyone to be her partner, she would prefer it to be the Invincible Girl Pyrrha Nikos. Aside from Weiss, she was the only one who had any semblance of competence. But alas, it would matter not. For anyone who came into contact with the Queen of Atlas would become better simply because she graced their presence.

While the mindless masses finally awoke and begun to mingle around, Weiss found herself in the cafeteria. Her lips curled into a disgusted sneer. The food was unfit for a noble, let alone a Queen of her stature. She found a large enough spot to summon her own personal table. A shimmering, silver round table with a single chair. Most of the worms in the cafeteria were Upperclassmen. Weiss formed several glyphs and out came her meals. Worthy only of royalty.

Finally, as the masses swarmed the cafeteria, Weiss made her way to the lockers. There at her locker, was the Invincible Girl herself. Her red hair whipped around as she noticed Weiss making her towards her. Pyrrha's eyes grew wide as Weiss stopped in front of her.

"Ah yes Ms. Nikos. Have you perhaps given any thought on what team you would like to be on? I'm sure that everyone would love to work with a girl hailed as Invincible. Is that not right?"

"Um…I'm not quite sure Ms. Schnee. I was planning on letting the chips fall where they may." She responded, looking a tiny bit nervous. Good. After all, she was in the presence of her future ruler.

"Well, seeing as you are the only truly competent individual here aside from me, it would be in your best interests to be in a team with me, for others will do nothing but hold you back from your true potential. And please, call me Weiss."

"That sounds grand Ms. Schnee-I mean Weiss, but-'"

"Perfect. I will expect to see you at initiation then." Weiss cut her off and spun around and began to walk towards her locker.

"You know what else is great? Me, Jaune Arc. Nice to meet you." The blonde idiot from yesterday called out to her, leaning against her locker. Weiss glared at him, but it seemed that he wasn't even remotely intimidated by her. Tch.

Pyrrha took a step in. "Nice to meet you Jaune."

"Yeah, whatever." Weiss raised an eyebrow as Jaune ignored the girl that was Invincible to talk to the Queen herself. "So Weiss, couldn't but overhear your fondness of me the other day." Weiss burst out laughing. Me? Fond of you? HA!

"Oh you've got to be kidding me."

"Don't worry. No need to be embarrassed. So, been hearing rumours about teams! I was thinking you and me would make a good one. What do you say?" Weiss's death glare on intensified. It seemed that Jaune was finally catching on, as a bead of sweat ran down Jaune's forehead.

"Actually," Pyrrha started. "I think the teams are comprised of four students each, so-'"

"You don't say. Well, hotstuff, play your cards right and maybe you could join up with the winning team." Jaune said, pointing a thumb at himself. As much as Weiss would've loved to see Jaune continue to make a fool out of himself, even she had a little mercy.

"Jaune is it? Do you have any idea who it is you are speaking to?"

"Not in the slightest Snow Angel."

"This is Pyrrha Nikos. A girl that many claim to be invincible. She was at the top of her class at Sanctum."

"Never heard of it." Ah, well, that is to be expected of a plebeian. Ignorant of anything but their own existence, desires and needs.

"She's won the Mistral Regional Tournament four straight years, which is a new record."

Jaune looked a little confused. "The what?"

Weiss rolled her eyes. Had this moron been living underneath a rock for the last 5 years? "She's on the front of Pumpkin Pete's Marshmallow Flakes cereal box." Jaune's eyes lit up in recognition. Weiss stifled the urge to face palm right then and there. Of course. He had to recognize her from that.

"That's you?" He said gasping. "They only do that for star athletes and cartoon characters!" Weiss did face palm after hearing that.

"Yes, it was pretty cool. Though the cereal isn't very good for you."

"Anyways, Jaune, do you really think, a plebeian like you is in any position to ask Pyrrha to be on your team?"

"I guess not…Sorry."

"Actually, Jaune," Pyrrha put a hand on his shoulders as the worm looked down at the ground. "I think you'd make a great leader.

"Pyrrha, do not encourage this kind of behaviour. It is cruel to say things that are not true in the slightest." Jaune looked a little disheartened.

The intercom above buzzed and the Seraphim's blonde assistant's voice came out. "Would all first year students please report to Beacon Cliff for initiation? Again, all first year students report to Beacon Cliff immediately."

Weiss was irritated by the interruption. But at the same time she was grateful. She could finally escape from this mess and get on to the good stuff.

Only if Ozpin really could give her a challenge.