The Huntress of Vale

Chapter 1:

Yang Xiao Long had been sent to see Professor Ozpin many times in the past … most of the time for not so … "positive reasons".

But today Yang could not be more excited as she stood waiting for what she knew and dreamed of having for so long was just behind that door … the opportunity to be director of Beacons final production of the school year.

Beacon had one of the best arts and theatre programs in all of Vale this was just common knowledge, regardless of where you came from. The reason for this was due to its many opportunities it provides its students. To its well versed staff that had many years of experience in their fields. To the school having multiple connections in the industry that were connected all throughout Remnant.

However, the biggest reason of all was that at the end of the year the final production was always one that had to be created by the students. This gave many students a chance to shine and make something memorable that would last throughout the ages and get people noticed by various scouts looking to offer scholarships and the like.

Finally, years of countless productions being nothing more then a stage hand or a set designer, and then taking on more roles as well as spending many hours after school and on weekends learning every possible in and out of the theatre will have finally payed off as her dream was about to come true.

She had no doubt in her mind. As although Yang had often gotten into trouble in class by most teachers, her ability and passion had been seen by the head of theatre Mrs. Glynda Goodwitch and the teacher couldn't help but fully respect Yang for her efforts and go as far as basically guarantee this position in Yang's mind as on the last production Yang had been pulled aside by Mrs. Goodwitch and told "You have shown great merit Yang Xiao Long. Be prepared, an opportunity will present itself soon." and then smiled! ... Yang had spent hours upon hours with Mrs. Goodwitch but never had she seen her smile, the idea of her smiling was almost foreign to her. Although Mrs. Goodwitch instantly stated not to "let it go to her head" as her smile quickly vanished, as quickly as it came.

The blonde struggled to contain her excitement, as she knew this would be the day she waited for. The blonde was almost about to start bouncing up and down in the air and start fist pumping but composed herself when Professor Ozpin called her through the door "come in … Yang" she heard him sigh.

Yang strode into Professor's Ozpin office with the biggest grin on her face opening the door wide. When she saw Mrs. Goodwitch standing by Professor Ozpin who was seated at his desk, she knew this was it…

But then she heard an unmistakable sound of a third person say "Yang?" in a questioning tone.

Cinder Fall who was seated turned and saw Yang and they both stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Yang's once wide smile was now gone as her eye's darted around the room in disbelief before turning to the teachers and crying in unison with Cinder "WHATS GOING ON?!"

Professor Ozpin sighed whilst rubbing his temples "Miss Fall and Miss Xiao Long due to the final production of the year being so close and you two both wanting the position of Director. Mrs. Goodwitch and I have decided that the production will be … co-directed" Professor Ozpin had clasped his hands over his ears after this shocking revelation. But it did not seem to help as the onslaught of angry yelling that came his way only worsened his already pounding head due to the lack of caffeine he had missed out on this particular morning.

Then on top of that Mrs. Goodwitch had entered the fray flailing her whip which he had stated was not to be brought to school hit the table in an attempt to stop the arguing that had yet to make the two girls calm down.

Professor Ozpin had had enough. "LADIES" he pronounced over the top of the rambling. The two girls seemingly stood at attention after this and Mrs. Goodwitch also began to compose herself in front of her employer.

"Please … understand that both Mrs. Goodwitch and I believe that you are both capable of running the productions individually". "But! Due to you BOTH! Wanting the position and their only being ONE more production this year … this is the most logical and sensible way to resolve this issue."

He got up out of his chair and moved to the window before continuing in his much normal and calmer tone. "I understand if you are upset, but this is still a chance you have been waiting for and that is not offered lightly. You have both proven yourself throughout your eagerness and ingenuity towards this school and its theatre program and it has not gone unnoticed."

He turned from the window to walk over to stand in front of his chair with both hands behind his back. "So do try to work together, I will not tolerate any aggressiveness towards one another" his eyes focused in on both Yang and Cinder "also if there are to be arguments and such about this arrangement there will be NO final production this year!"

Sweat dropped from Yang and she held her breath swearing profusely in her mind, Cinder starred at the floor and her mouth went agape but then turned into a sly smile but only for a second. "Then I won't direct" Cinder stated simply. Mrs. Goodwitch and Professor Ozpin were quite surprised to hear this but none more so then Yang.

"Our ideas on what and how this production will be will probably vary to significantly to create a good show" She sighed placing a hand on Yang's shoulder, while she still starred at the ground "Therefore I believe Yang should be the director of the last production this year" she turned to the teachers who were still quite surprised by all that Cinder was saying "… she really does deserve it" Cinder's eye's watered and she almost looked on the verge of breaking down …

But Yang was having none of it.

Cinder turned again to Yang in her "crying" state "at least allow me to help in any way I can" Yang quickly pulled her into a hug "of course you can I can never thank you enough for the kind offer" Yang thanked her profusely for the opportunity to direct the production.

Both Ozpin and Goodwitch looked on amazed by their student's kind admiration towards one another and credited them by being exactly what a student of Beacon should be. Mrs. Goodwitch then discussed how they would meet regularly to discuss the production and Professor Ozpin gave them wishes his best wishes. "Good luck girls, I know you two can produce a quality production that we'd expect from such outstanding students of our school". The pair thanked their teachers and then left to go back to classes.

After that was all sorted the pair left side by side. Yang waited until she was beyond earshot of the office and quickly pushed Cinder to the closest wall. Cinder was startled but recomposed herself quickly as the blonde went off at her screaming. "What the hell was that!?" Staring into Cinder's eye's intensely as if trying to get inside Cinder's mind to realise her alternative motives. "What was what Yang!?" Cinder shot back "I just gave you the chance to direct by yourself" Cinder pushed Yang away and the two stood not giving each other an inch until Yang gave into Cinders fiery eyes. "…. But why?" Cinder sighed contently and began to walk away before half turning a sly smile on her lips "I guess … you'll just have to find out".

A chill went down Yang's spine as she watched Cinder walk away; she wasn't one for playing politics she thought but she guessed she'd have to. A smile found its place on Yang's face; At least … I'm the director of this year's final production she thought. She then went on to mentally praise herself whilst fist pumping the air before returning to her classroom.

Blake Belladonna sat in one of Professor Port's legendary Friday biology lectures where nothing is completed and everything is permitted, as everyone quietly talked to each other as the Professor just continued on and on … and on about everything and nothing in particular to do with biology or just his general past life that had nothing to do with the subject of biology ... thankfully…

This wouldn't be so bad if she had someone to talk to. Although being friends with Pyrrah Nikos champion athlete at Beacon who was seated to the right of her she actually paid attention to this nonsense and would even take notes!

This unfortunately left Blake with nothing to do but stare out the window to her immediate left and hope… no pray for something, anything to happen and distract her from this nightmare.

And then her Scroll vibrated.

"Finally" Blake mentally sighed while she got her phone out of her pocket to save herself from what would be the next 25 minutes of her life.

When Blake saw the message she couldn't help but smile.

/guess whose directing this year's final production/ - Yang

/idk you?/ Blake sent back before Yang could reply.

/yours truly/ … /HEY! your supposed to wait!/

Blake laughed to herself before replying /*you're/

Blake was almost in a fit of laughter in Professor Port's class after that as constant hollow threats came from the Blonde but ultimately she remained composed.

Smiling to herself she was really happy to have a friend like Yang although almost seen as a polar opposite to herself by many other students at Beacon they just worked as friends. She was quiet. Yang was not. She liked to read, Yang would read scripts but besides that nothing. She was an A+ student. Yang was a D+ student barely scraping by. But it worked because they had one thing in common which was there passion of story telling.

Yang had grown up telling stories to Ruby after there mother, Summer passed away and making up plenty of lies to get out of spots of trouble with her teaches and her dad Tiayang had made her into a renowned story teller knowing how to show action to convey and makes things seem larger then life.

While Blake had developed this passion of story telling from her seemingly bad habit of reading everything and anything that she found appealing and wanting to bring a world of her own to life, Always methodically thinking of stories, character and worlds that she wished to bring to life through the power of theatre and really any other means.

Blake and Yang had always yearned to play bigger and better parts in the productions at Beacon and wanted to do more for the industry in the future. While Yang had always wanted to direct, Blake had always wanted to write. To have something that was her own to become a reality on the stage was always something she wanted to see become reality and with Yang being Director of the final production this year. That could become a reality.

With this in mind Professor Ports class went by in a flash and soon Blake was going back to her locker to collect her things for the weekend. Before her above sense of hearing heard something in the distance…

"BBBLLLLLAAAAKKKKEEEE!" screamed a familiar voice. Blake sighed as the sound got closer and closer at an alarming rate. Heavy footsteps stomping and other students struggling to get out of the way of this monster could also be heard. Knowing her fate, Blake let her body go limb as to avoid what would be a painful experience.

Blake turned around but not quickly enough as this blonde beast enveloped her. After Yang finally let go Blake fell to the wall in an attempt to catch her breath. "Hey" Yang said happily as ever. Blake glared at Yang "I told you not to do that anymore" Blake worded out breathlessly regaining her posture whilst vision also started returning to her. "Pffft whatever" Yang shrugged.

The two began to walk in sync to Blake's locker idly chatting about class and such. "Congratulations by the way" Blake said as they reached her locker as she started to grab her things. "Thank you" Yang said smiling brightly, "also I -" Yang was about to continue when a loud scream was heard similar to before "YYYYAAAANNNNGGG!" This scream was at a much higher pitch and came at a much more alarming rate from around the corner. Blake saw a flash before Yang was knocked to the floor with this small figure hugging at her torso.

"Oh my god Yang congratulation, that's amazing, well done!" said the small girl. "Thanks Ruby" Yang said before picking Ruby off of her and getting up to give her signature back breaking hug.

Blake watched this unfold and couldn't help but give a small smile. The two sister were as opposite as Blake and Yang were but they were family and that was all that needed to be said. After letting go of Ruby, Yang focused back on Blake "Hey so Blake like I was gonna say. Do you… I don't know… like wanna write the script for the play?" Blake knew this was coming but for some reason was really emotion about it. "Yes" she said quietly before sharing a more "tender" hug with Yang. Taken back for a second by the usually quiet and reserved girl that was hugging her Yang returned to normal. "Then it's settled" Yang said with triumph.

As the three girls left the school celebrating a pair of crimson eyes watched from the across the hall, orchestrating what would... be her master plan.

A/N Hey there, whats up? So that was the first chapter... of my first fanfic ever! Comments, reviews, questions, follows... favourites? All would be very welcome as I begin my treacherous journey to try and craft my very own FanFiction.

-PH1LEX