"Red Tornado!"
V deployed the Muerte Stellas and started to spin. Carmella replaced her fire dust crystal with an air crystal, and began propelling him further. At full speed, Carmella reared back, as Sweet Tooth reverted back to its melee form.
She swung Sweet Tooth into V, sending him across the battlefield into Team CFVY. They dodged, but Lavender was there to propel him back. Imagine a game of three-way ice hockey.
Thankfully, the move had taken out Yatsuhashi and Fox, but Violace had accidentally hit Lavender, so they were both out. All that was left was Coco and Velvet against Carmella and I.
We knew we were screwed, so I gambled for a win. If this worked, we would win, but a loss would be even more embarrassing. If I could get the same effect I had the first night, we would have enough time for a sneak attack.
I started to hum a tune my father taught me as a child for my favorite story as a child. It started slow, and after a few notes, I started to sing. (Author here, the song is "Misty Mountain Cold from The Hobbit). For a little more effect, I made my voice deep and gruff.
When I finished, there was no laughter, just dead silence. Carmella just stared at me with her mouth open, and frankly, I was embarrassed. At least, I was until my eyes drifted to Velvet and Coco.
They rocked side to side, in a trance, like they were hypnotized. I said in a hoarse voice, "What happened? Scratch that. Let's just attack." But after I spoke, they seemed to snap out of it, and charged. But thank God Carmella paid attention, and gave them a face-first introduction to Sweet Tooth.
The buzzer sounded, ending our match. Goodwitch walked forward, and went through her spiel. But when I looked back to our auras, Velvet and Violace were out of the green, but that was impossible.
"You four, with a little more practice, could very well make it into the tournament." We left, all very proud of ourselves. But that was two weeks ago.
Two weeks had passed since then, and we were working around the clock on our team attacks. We developed Fire Cloud, Fear Blast, Vine Trap, Bardic Inspiration, Home Run, Sleep Shock, and Iceberg Shot. And because of Carmella, we were forced to show our semblances. Carmella's was manipulating plant life, Violace's was getting into their heads and show them scary things, Lavender's was hypnosis, and mine was lame.
If I sang, I could heal their wounds, replenish aura, give them speed, strength, and defense, and take that from our foes. So I was their battlefield medic, running from place to place to keep these yahoos alive.
But, ever since my encounter with Roman, we started working with Team RWBY ever closer. We swapped theories, info, even battle strategies in the event we needed to fight together. But, after weeks of planning, we planned to strike. Team RWBY planned to stay in the main part Vale, as we investigated the shadier side in the Northwest.
"Well," Carmella said as we left Beacon, "This should be fun, no?"