Wolves of a Different Coat
Hello this is a new story idea that I had floating around in my head and I don't really know if it is really worth putting down on paper, however I have been wanting to test my metal at writing for a while now and I thought that this might be a good place to start. So be kind in the comments guys and girls, this is literally the first story that has every made it out of my head.
I do not own the rights to either the RWBY franchise or For Honor.
"Ugh, we get it Ruby you have a weapon obsession and that scythe of yours is at the center of it. However, if you think that humongous monstrosity even comes close to the usefulness of Myrtenaster then your head is emptier than I thought," Weiss said.
The cafeteria was the battleground of many a team argument in beacon and this was just one of many scattered around the great hall. Weiss knew she was fighting a pointless battle as was the norm with Ruby Rose but her claiming that Crescent Rose gave her a greater tactical advantage than any other weapon on campus went too far. This could not stand!
"W-w-what! Did y-you just call my precious beloved ugly and fat!" Ruby shouted.
"Just because she is big and beautiful does not mean you can size shame her!I will have you know that Crescent Rose is the prefect size and shape and that she doesn't need to conform to society's view on sleek and tight weapons.
Yang held her hand to her mouth and giggled,"Yeah Wiess-cream stop judging, weapons are people too."
Blake groaned and sunk deeper into her the pages of her book. For her this was like any other day, she had wish that today was the day that she could final read in peace on her lunch break.
Weiss slammed her fist onto the cafeteria table. "That isn't what I was implying and you know it Ruby. A dust caster is much more tactical capable on the battlefield you buffoon!"
"Ha!" Ruby countered," more useful than a 50 caliber Fire dust incased bullet from 500 yard or the sharp cutting edge that can cut the head of a nevermore clean off." Ruby smiled triumphantly. "Just give it up Weiss the High Caliber Sniper Rife Scythe is the best and most versatile weapon in this school!" Ruby boasted biting down one of her cookies in celebration.
A table away two students put their hands on either side of a giant's shoulders pushing him back down into his seat.
Aaaargh!
Wiess ground her teeth "RUBY YOU ARE SO INFURIATING!"
Yang laughed "Oh Weissy you will never win an argument when it comes Crescent Rose with Ruby. Ever since Uncle Qrow introduced her to scythes she has been convinced that they are the greatest thing to come out of a forge. Not that it stops her from eyeing every other weapon like they are the centerfold of a PlayHuntress mag.
Ruby looked quizzical at her sister, "A what?"
"Nothing Ruby." Blake blushed, the black haired hunk of the September issue briefly entering her mind.
"Oh that is nothing you should have seen some of the other students back at signal when Uncle Qrow decided to show off." Yang mocked in a high pitch voice "Oh Mr. Branwen, Mr. Branwen that was so cool sir, can you show us that move again. I wish I had a super cool hunter weapon like you sir bla de blabla." Yang stuck a finger in her mouth gagging.
Four set of eyes shifted towards team RWBY's table
"Yeah Uncle Qrow is the best," Ruby cheered though she looked around suddenly uncomfortable. It was an abrupt feeling like something had shifted in the air making it heavy and dark.
She was not the only member of the table to feel so as Blake eyes swiftly came up from the pages of her book scanning for threats unseen. She had felt the tone of the room swing from the indifference normally felt in the crowded cafeteria to one of judgement. Unconsciously she toyed with the black bow on top of her head making sure that the black wrapping had not come apart exposing her secret.
"So it was your Uncle that created this unhealthy obsession of hers" Wiess sniffed "Well though it is unbecoming to speak ill of a teacher you should tell him that he should take better care to not create such fixations on his future students. Complexes like the ones Ruby has do not belong at such prestigious intuitions such as Beacon. Weiss snarked at Yang
Yang rolled her eyes "Yeah, yeah I'll tell him next I see him stumble across my…."
"Excuse me." Interrupted a deep and gnarled voice
The table look up to see a strange sight a tall man with what seem like war paint on his face with a great bushy beard tied into knots stood before them. Three other strangers at his back. The man looked down at them with an expression of contempt, crossing his arms in a hostile manner.
Yang's eyes narrowed as she stood noticing that he stood a good head taller than her. "Yeah what do you want?"
"We wanted to know if we had heard you correctly. Did you say that your family's names was Branwen." The man growled out.
Yang looked sharply after the question "Yeah my Uncles name is Qrow Branwen."
"Any relation to a Raven Branwen?" The man's eyes pointed
Yang eyes opened in shock then focused. She stepped closer to him only a breath away "Yeah she is my mother… now you are going to tell me everything you know about her or I am going to remove that ragley beard by ripping it from your face. I might even wipe off that red mess with it if I'm satisfied" she said with a light light airy tone.
"Now Y-yang let's just calm down. W-we don't want to do anything hasty. H-Ha ha" ruby laughed nervously. Oh Yang don't turn the cafeteria into junior club. Dad already gave you a chewing out about that and I don't know if Ms. Goodwitch will throw you out if you trash it that badly.
Weiss started icily "Yang stop this at once I will not have my record tarnished by any of this foolishne….
"Aye I know her" snarled the man "And I know that if your related to her that it makes you the CACAN of that sadist CUNT. Tell me were you and wee red there birthed liked a normal people or where you summoned through some type of demonic blood ritual with the innocents she has slaughtered". He finished heatedly.
Ruby's mouth gaped mind going a million times a minute," W-w-what oh no this isn't going to be good."
"What did you just say?" Yang asked honestly surprised that anyone had big enough balls to say something like that to her. She had to give him ounce of respect no one had ever dared say something that fowl about her and darling sister to her face before. She was going to beat him within an inch of his life for sure but that small wonder took her off guard.
"Aye I said that you, your sister, and your whole family are a bunch of smimy little cunts and that you look like you were birthed from your mothers shitter. Falbh Dairch Fhein." Smiling before closing his mouth sucking air into his nose and spitting out a phlegmy loogie onto her shoe. A hush filled the entire room, everyone one staring wide eyed and bewildered.
"You disgusting little troll!" Wiess shrieked
A fist hit under his jaw, pain followed soon after.
He crashed through a neighboring table groaning in pain before spitting out a fingers worth of blood, students fled from the fallen man. An enraged Yang Landed atop him hair glowing like the sun with eye full of anger and blood. "I'm going to enjoy beating you to a pulp" she said before throwing a fist down like a comet.
A flaming palm meet the girl's fist with a loud boom echoing around the room. "Aye and ah am gonna enjoy kicking the arse of the daughter of the bitch that murdered my clan. DUNMAGLASS!"
NOTE: If you haven't guessed it our mystery man was the Scottish Highlander! Here were his curses.
CACAN: wee shit
Falbh Dairch Fhein: go fuck yourself
SO what do you think did I do a good job? This is the first chapter I have ever written for fun so im kinda worried about it. However I would like to know what you thought about in detail if you can. Constructive criticism would be heavily appreciated. Till next time!
P.s PM me if you would like to beta read for me.