Red like Roses... Fills my dreams... and brings me to the place you rest...
White is cold, and always yearning...burden by, a royal test...
Black the Beast...descends from shadows...
Yellow beauty...burns...gold...
"It's time for this tale to begin Ozpin."
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I did it. I finally did it. I escaped.
Blake sat atop one of the train cars, letting her feet hang off the side as it continued on. She replayed those thoughts and her recent actions in her mind over and over again. All while gazing into the beautiful Forever Fall. There was no turning back from this choice. But she knew that going into the mission. She knew she wouldn't be returning.
After she cut off half the train, she needed to stay out of sight. The workers knew something was going on. They heard all the commotion and alarms. Thankfully they let the battle droids deal with the intruders and didn't come rushing in themselves. It saved them from Adam's wrath.
Adam…
Blake wondered if Adam knew what was going to happen. Perhaps he knew when she brought up the trains passengers. Yes. Blake had known Adam for years. He's very perceptive, and must have noticed the signs. He let her go. No question. If he wanted to stop her, he would've.
Though who knows? Maybe he never would've expected Blake of all people to run. A key member of the new order? The humble and vengeful shadow of their glorious leader? You would've been shot on sight for such a bold claim.
Blake let go of her thoughts for a moment. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back. She took in all the sounds and smells around her. She wished the train would just go on forever; leave her with this small victory, with the sights and smells of the forest as a reward.
But Blake knew better. She needed a plan. She couldn't go back into Forever Fall. White Fang troops would be scouting the woods for her soon.
This train was heading to Vale. She could hide among the city. She could lay low for awhile, scrounge up some fake identity, and then just board a ship to Vacuo.
Hmm. Hide from the enemy, by going to the enemy. Not the worst plan ever. I just need to not attract attention to myself.
"Guess that's as good of a plan as any." she mumbled.
With her mind set, she got to her feet and started a quick search for an empty car to nap in. She would need to rest. The train will pull into Vale in a few hours, and by then it would be night and she could make her escape.
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Ruby rested against Crescent Rose, feeling that she was still warm from the battle.
She looked around her most recent battlefield. Dead Beowolves, shell casings, and blood filled the snowy clearing. All of this imagery didn't bother her though. What bothered her was the amount of Beowolves. She had never seen or even fought with a pack of this size before. Plus it almost seemed like, they were waiting for her...
"Well, at least they bothered to attack me after I was done." Ruby looked up at the sky. "Right?"
A smile streaked across her face. She gave a giggle, then put away Crescent Rose "Yeah, you're right. Good talk. Hope you were impressed. Anyway, I'd clean up but I need to go find Yang."
Ruby put her hood back up, and went off again. Only stopping before the tree line to look back the way she came. This place was so familiar. As it should, considering she's been here what, a thousand times? Now if only she could get her sister to come here sometime. It might do her some good.
"Bye. I'll visit again soon." She whispered to the wind. Then in an instant, vanished into scattered rose petals.
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The roar of the crowd was still ringing in Weiss's ears. They loved it. They loved her performance! Everyone backstage kept congratulating her, telling her that was her best performance yet (though her first). Weiss on the other hand couldn't understand it. How did she do that during a flash?
That flash… It wasn't like the others. He was different again, but that was expected. He would always change from time to time. But what was with the different setting? And the ending. How did, why did-
"Weiss, are you okay sweetheart?"
Weiss turned in her chair, coming right back into reality. She was on-board a personal airship, sitting in her custom seat. The air ship was inbound to the Schnee family grounds. Her father had been at her performance. He was so proud and happy. Such a drastic change from his recent demeanor.
"I'm apologies Father. I'm fine, just tired." Weiss turned back on her chair, staring back into the main view of the ship. Vale looked so beautiful tonight.
"I always worry when you sit so still like that. I keep thinking you're having a flash."
Weiss went rigid. Guess there was no way around this. She and her father never kept secrets from each other, no matter what they were.
She let her civility drop for a moment as she said, "Dad, I'm okay. But the thing is...well..." She stumbled for the right words.
Her father rose up from his chair. A feat in itself considering he didn't have anyone helping him. He got up and made his way directly in front of Weiss and kneeled in front of her. He looked straight into Weiss's eyes. "Sweetheart, what's the matter? Did you have another flash?"
Weiss looked right into her father's eyes, almost unable to speak. It's so hard to talk to dad and not want to cry. They had the same eyes and hair, but those features had a sick dull shade. Even his magnificent white outfit seemed dulled and sickly. He looked almost twenty years older then he should.
Why doesn't the sickness just take him? Why make him suffer?
Weiss closed her eyes and took a deep breath before speaking.
"Dad, I know it sounds crazy, but I had a flash in the middle of my performance. It was during the finale, 'Mirror Mirror'." Weiss's scar started to burn just at the memory.
"What?" Her father slacked jawed. "R-really? You did that during a flash? My God. Was something different?"
Weiss began to shake uncontrollably, her scar truly started to feel like it was burning. The flash almost seemed to come back in full detail. He was there. Trying to kill her like usual. But, she wasn't a child this time. She was her normal self. She had Myrtenaster. She was fighting back. She beat him! That's not how it worked. She was supposed to die. Why didn't she die? Why-
"Weiss!" Her father grabbed her by the shoulders and raised his voice. Weiss snapped back into reality. She was on the verge of hyperventilating, and was shaking like a leaf. She almost flashed again.
"Sweetie. When we get home, you need to tell me everything okay? We should also get you something for your nerves."
Weiss nodded. She readjusted some hairs that had fallen in front of her face, and tried to regain her manner.
"Yes Father. Here, let me assist you back to your seat."
Her father gave her a sad smile while shaking his head. He lifted himself back onto his feet, grabbed a hold of his canes, and returned to his seat without her assistance. Weiss could only sigh. Her dad was always a stubborn old fart.
She only wished he'd stay around forever.
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Yang busted out of the broken window at breakneck speeds. She. Was. Pissed.
Junior was going to pay. Oh she'd bring him in, but only after some personal vengeance. Though, it would be quite the work around since she did kinda, 'man handled' Junior's 'juniors' first.
Oh well, he'll be so messed up, he won't remember a thing.
"Yang? Is that you?"
A familiar girl with a long red cloak stood in front of Junior. All of Yang's rage disappeared in an instant when she saw her. "Oh, hey sis!"
"What are you doing here?" Ruby question, looking briefly down at the unconscious Junior before jumping back to Yang.
Yang rubbed the back of her head. With a heavy sigh, she answered back. "It's a long story."
Ruby shifted her weight and again looked at Junior. Just as she did, Junior began to move.
Yang's eyes and hair began to glow again and she readied her fists again for another beating.
"Uh, Yang? I think he's down."
"Ruby," Yang grabbed Junior by the collar. Then proceeded to punch him in the face repeatedly. Got to make sure he looks pretty for his photo shoot at the station. "What's the agreement again?"
Ruby sighed and rolled her eyes. "We don't tell each other how to do our jobs. Yeah yeah. So were you after him or someone he knows?"
Yang stopped punching Junior, letting him fall unconscious to the floor again. She pulled out a photo of a girl with wavy black hair that seemed to be of low quality. Probably from a security camera.
Ruby took it, giving it a long hard look before focusing on Yang again."So, I'ma guess she's in town and you're after her."
"Yup!" Another blow to Junior's face. Because why not?
Ruby sighed and suppressed a laugh. Her sister was something else. "What's her name?"
Yang, bored of punching, cuffed and lifted Junior onto the back of her motorcycle. She pulled out her scroll and sent a quick message to the cops to come clean up. When she finished, she looked back at her patiently waiting sister.
"Her name's Blake. She's a member of the White Fang. Wanted dead or alive with a bounty of about three million lien."
