My first fanfic. Please be gentle and tell me if you want more please! Reviews and pointers extremely welcome! Chapter 2 is on the way! Expect it Thursday/Friday!
With the Vytal festival tournament but a month or so away, teams RWBY, JNPR, and even CRDL began to train extensively in their free time and during the classes that allowed it. Though team CRDL was, quite obviously, just dicking around.
It had been a particularly long Friday for team RWBY. Weiss and Ruby had been trading blows nonstop since dawn in training, earning quite a few stares from the others due to the raw intensity of their match. As team JNPR began to head out Ruby and Weiss finally decided on a rest.
"Night ladies," Jaune teased, "I'll see you two in the morning."
"Get out, *huff*, vomit boy," Weiss snapped through her exhaustion.
"Don't be up too late you two," Yang said limping away on Blake's shoulder, obviously bruised in the lower leg.
"*huff huff* Can do sis!" Ruby replied, upbeat but collapsed to the ground.
As the other half of team RWBY stepped out Weiss got to her feet. Gosh, I'm tired, I haven't worked this hard in weeks she thought to herself. "You've gotten a lot better, Ruby," she said turning to her red themed partner, who was now on her belly.
"You too," Ruby returned getting up onto her knees. Wait...did Weiss just...no...no that must just be the heat getting to me Ruby mused. Getting up, she turned to Weiss, who was now stretching and getting ready to head out. "One more go?" She asked with no real inflection, but in all honesty she really wasn't done with Weiss just yet.
"Really?! Oh, Fine, why not. But don't cry to Yang when you get hurt. I don't need that woman on me." Weiss said getting into position, a smile smirk crossing her face.
"What if I do?" Ruby teased a grin betraying her motives.
"Lets just say a certain red weapon might be missing a few screws when you wake up." Weiss really knew what could hit Ruby hard, but she was honestly just kidding.
Their last little session waged on for a fairly long time. What was left of daylight had long since past. In the moonlight and the cacophony of metal, battle cries, and rifle shots neither had heard their scrolls blip with ferocity, cast off to the side as they proved to be a hindrance during combat.
Glynda was finishing her rounds on the campus, watching for groups like team CRDL in particular, when she had heard some of the most unskilled, guttural combat she'd heard in a long time. She would have let a smile cross her face whilst remembering her younger years, had she not been concerned because she knew the voice that resounded from the training hall. They had been at it since this morning and she knew it. This had to stop. They may be young and have resilient auras, but there was a limit, even to people like Jaune, who could really take a beating. As she neared the door, she prepped herself with one of her "cookie cutter" lectures. She was just about to open the door when she heard a thud, along with a by a familiar "I've got you!", followed by silence. She hesitated, the silence, for some odd reason, stopped her in her tracks. But it broke quickly, with a loud clang, followed by the most animalistic, fear filled, trauma driven screech she'd heard in her life. Throwing the door open, her eyes felt more pain than she'd ever expected in her years there. Crescent rose lay beside a shuddering Weiss, with a Ruby on top. Myrtenaster, now stained with a perfect red one could only expect from the red wonder of beacon, had ripped it's way through the stomach and out the back of Ruby, with the hilt working like an orange strainer on the outsides of Ruby's outfit and her belly. It shook from side to side, as it's holder, Weiss, gripped it as she shook violently out of fear. Both had the eyes of someone who had be hurt by a loved one. Although, Ruby's began to shift to a more and more faded and sorrowful look as she put her hands on Weiss shoulders, and finally let go. Her own incoherent ramblings, and distant alert screaming were the last thing Weiss could remember as she blacked out.