Weiss was enjoying this day. Ruby had suggested that Team RWBY go out to Blake's favorite cafe in town for lunch and sit outdoors, and enjoy this beautiful, warm, spring day.

Weiss took another bite of her club sandwich. Everyone was listening intently to Yang telling a joke. Weiss was happy, spending time with these three women that have become her close friends.

Yang was interrupted suddenly when lightning cracked loudly right behind their table. The four girls turned to face the disturbance.

What looked like a green whirlpool appeared in the air, lightning crackling from within the spinning vortex.

One bolt of lightning lashed out and struck Weiss's right hand. Weiss yelped as her hand was engulfed in searing pain, as though she had dipped her hand in boiling water, and a knife within the water was cutting deep across her palm.

Her teammates leapt from their chairs and rushed to her side, calling out to her. Weiss felt their supportive hands on her back.

Before anyone could say anything else, a small explosion of energy repelled Ruby, Yang and Blake back, and the lighting suddenly gave a firm yank, and Weiss was propelled into the vortex.

She heard her teammates screaming her name, calling out to her as she soared through the green mist in the wormhole. It were as though some rope had been tied around her wrist, pulling her along.

Weiss screamed as she was dragged helplessly though the void.

After a minute of flying, she looked ahead and saw that she was heading for a massive rock wall.

In horror, she raised her arms, preparing to smash into the wall, but then felt her body come to an abrupt halt, like the driver of a car slamming on the brakes. She saw that she had stopped right before the wall.

Before the could think of anything else, she was dropped against the wall on her back.

Confused and disoriented, Weiss slowly got to her feet, still feeling wobbly. The wall had become the floor, or the ground. Weiss literally could not tell which way was up.

She looked around the empty wasteland for any signs of life. She could see nothing in the green mist.

"Hello?" She called out. No response.

She looked down at her hand that the lightning had grabbed. The lightning had vanished, leaving a glowing green scar across Weiss's palm. The scar suddenly lit up, and the burning pain struck her again, making her yelp.

Weiss wandered around the wasteland for a few minutes before she spotted a tall stone hill, and at the top stood a strange glowing figure. By the figure's curves, Weiss guessed she was a woman. The woman waved to her her.

Weiss waved back, and then started walking towards the hill, relieved to find another person trapped within this void.

When she started climbing the steep rock wall, she heard a kind of chirping behind her, like a rat. She turned and grew more pale as she spotted a cluster of giant spiders, the size of arm chairs, skittering towards her. Horrified, she began to climb faster.

She continued to climb towards the glowing woman, grabbing each stone one at a time, not daring to look back at the spiders, but still knowing they were getting closer.

The woman at the top reached down to her. Weiss finally made it to the top, reached for the woman's hand-

Weiss could not remember what happened next, as though she had been drinking and suddenly blacked out, and woke up in a dungeon cell, but with no hangover.

Her wrists were cuffed. She looked down at her marked hand. It briefly flashed again, burning her once more.

Just then, the prison door opened. Inside stepped two women. One wore a dark suit of armor with what appeared to be an eye painted on her chest. She had a thick scar on her chin. The second woman behind her wore a hooded cloak of chainmail.

"What is the meaning of this?" Weiss demanded. "Who are you? What's going on? Why am I chained up?"

Neither woman responded, frustrating Weiss. Had these people taken her hostage? Did they plan to sell her back to her father for ransom? The armored woman started pacing around Weiss, then leaned in close, and hissed something Weiss was not expecting to hear.

"Tell me why we shouldn't kill you now," she demanded.

"What?" Weiss asked. Why would this woman she had just met threaten her in such a way?

"The conclave is destroyed," she replied. "Everyone who attended is dead."

Weiss started to put the pieces together. "Conclave? You think I destroyed it? You think I'm responsible?"

The woman roughly grabbed Weiss's wrist. "Explain this!" She demanded. The mark flashed again, and the woman roughly threw Weiss's arm down again.

"I… I can't," Weiss answered.

"What do you mean you can't?"

"I don't know what that is, or how it got there," Weiss stammered. "I don't know where I am or what's going on."

"You're lying!" The woman grabbed Weiss by her collar and lifted her up.

The second woman stepped in and pulled the armored woman off of Weiss.

"We need her, Cassandra," she said calmly.

"What is this about?" Weiss asked. "Do you know who I am?"

The two women looked back at her, both confused. "Should we?" Asked the woman in chainmail.

"I am Weiss Schnee, daughter of Jacques Schnee and heir to the Schee Dust Company."

"Schnee Dust Company?" The chainmail woman repeated, still clearly confused. She looked back to her Cassandra, who shrugged. "We are not familiar with such a company. Is this a mercenary company?"

How could these people never have heard of the Schnee Dust Company?

"What is the name of this continent?" Weiss asked.

"Thedas," Cassandra answered.

Thedas? There was nowhere in Remnant called Thedas. Was this a whole new planet? A new universe?

"I am so confused," Weiss sighed in despair.

The chainmail woman knelt down to meet Weiss's eyes. "My name is Leliana, Weiss," she said. "This is Seeker Cassandra." She gestured Cassandra."It seems you were brought in from a world separate from ours." Her voice was soft and full of sympathy. Weiss appreciated that. "Please tell us what you remember."

"I was out having lunch with my friends," Weiss began. "It was a normal day. We were minding our own business. And then this wormhole appears, puts this mark on my hand, and then drags me into this big green void… these things… spiders… were chasing me… and then I saw a woman."

"A woman?" Leliana repeated, intrigued.

"She reached out to me…" Weiss continued. "And then… nothing. That's all I remember."

Weiss could tell, looking at her face, that Leliana was deep in thought, processing all of this information, trying to figure out what it all meant.

"Go to the forward camp, Leliana," Cassandra said. "I will take her to the rift."

Leliana nodded and left the cell. Cassandra walked over to Weiss and helped her to her feet.

"What is going on?" Weiss asked, almost whining now.

"It will be easier to show you," Cassandra replied. "Follow me."

The two stepped outside of the cell. Weiss followed Cassandra up a flight of stairs and out through a set of doors into a cold, snow-covered village. Weiss looked around, and her gaze was drawn to the massive green vortex in the sky, much like the one that had dragged her here. Clouds were spinning around the wormhole like a hurricane. If Weiss squinted she could see stones floating around the wormhole. A beam of green light was shooting down from the hole.

Whatever this was, Weiss knew it was nothing good.

"We call it the Breach," Cassandra explained. "It is a massive hole into the world of demons that grows with each passing hour. There are other rifts, but this is the largest. All were caused by the explosion at the conclave. Unless we act, the Breach may grow until it swallows the world."

There was the sound of thunder rumbling. The Breach and the clouds around it flashed, as did the mark on Weiss's hand, and it burned more than the last couple of times. Weiss yelped again and fell to her knees as the burning subsided.

Cassandra knelt down to her level to continue explaining. "Each time the Breach expands, your mark spreads, and it is killing you."

"Killing me?" Weiss repeated, shock and horror hitting her.

"Yes. We think it may be the key to stopping the Breach, but there isn't much time."

Weiss could not die here. She was needed for so much back in Remnant. She needed to fight alongside Team RWBY, she needed to graduate from Beacon, the future of the SDC was in her hands.

"How can this mark stop the Breach?" she asked.

"We have a mage who thinks your mark and the Breach are connected somehow," Cassandra explained. "We should find him. We do not know for sure if it will close the Breach, but it is our only hope- and yours."

Weiss sighed. If this mark was killing her, she knew her only hope was to join with these people.

"So if I help, will I live?" She asked.

"We have no way of knowing," Cassandra replied dryly. She stood up and took Weiss by the back of her collar, lifting her to her feet, then pushed her forward.

As Cassandra guided her through the village to the main gate, Weiss noticed some of the villagers glaring at her. Most were staring up at the Breach or speaking to some of the guards who worked with Cassandra and Leliana.

"They have decided your guilt," Cassandra explained. "They need it. The people of Haven still mourns for our Most Holy, Divine Justinia, head of the Chantry. The conclave was hers. She died in the explosion.

"There has been a war between mages and templars in Feraldan. The conclave was a chance for peace between them. Justinia brought their leaders together. Now they are all dead."

They reached a large wooden gate that Chantry guards opened to reveal a bridge.

"We lash out, like the sky," Cassandra continued, "but we must think beyond ourselves, as she did, until the Breach is sealed."

Once they were on the bridge, Cassandra retrieved a key from her pocket, then turned and unlocked Weiss's shackles, which fell to the ground with a clang.

"There will be a trial. I can promise nothing more. Follow me."