So i saw the artwork for RW3Y by Dishwasher, and I fell in love with it, so i decided to string some stories together, it will probably get gory near some *hint hint* flashbacks, but i may also add some smut, I don't have a current plan to but if someone asked for it to be in the story or in a one shot, I would happily do so, thanks again for reading Altos123

Ruby tossed and turned, cold sweat running along her forehead as her mind was filled with horror. She was watching, from different angles, the incident that almost killed her team and herself. All she could feel was cold, the snow hitting her skin as her mind went blank from the pain. She watched as all her friends cry out her name. She saw her own blood pool around her as she lay on the ground, unable to move. She saw a yellow light as she faded.

Ruby shot up, panting heavily. Her body was shaking and her mind racing. Was she in danger? Where is Crescent Rose? Where is- The door shot open and Weiss ran in.

"Ruby?" Weiss walked forward and held Ruby, the other girl's body relaxing and slowly calming down as the tears flowed down her face.

"W-Weiss? I'm sorry."

Weiss did not speak but stayed until Ruby had calmed down. Ruby's mind tried to relax after the repeat nightmare, the red eyes, the teeth gnawing at her legs, the pain, the blood, the darkness. "You'll be alright, Ruby. I'm here. Take as long as you need."

Ruby sighed and sat up, letting Weiss sit next to her. She looked at her missing legs, shaking her head. "Weiss, how long till I can walk again?"

Weiss's heart sank. "All I can say is that the RND team is hard at work on it."

Ruby sighed. "Any luck with my sister? Or is that a waste of time too?"

Weiss sneered at the comment, feeling like nothing she ever did for Ruby would ever make her feel better, but she knew she had to keep trying, if she was going to get her to smile again.

"No luck from our end, but I have enlisted the help from an old friend." The door to the room opened and a tall dark-haired woman walked in. Ruby gave a small attempt of a smile as she reached her arms out. Blake walking closer and embracing her.

"It's been too long, Ruby."

Ruby nodded and moved back a little on the bed. "It has. What have you been doing?"

Blake shook her head and ruffled Ruby's hair. "Nothing you need to worry about, but I'm doing alright as well, but I hear I'm here for more than just search and rescue, something big."

Weiss spoke up in a stern voice. "We need you to round up Yang."

Blake's smiles disappeared. She held her arm and looked away. Weiss clenched her fist and looked away. "I'm sorry. I couldn't get anyone else, and no one else can get through to her. I know."

Blake raised a hand to stop. "I don't think I can anymore. I haven't spoken to her since-" Blake stopped when she realised what she was going to say.

"Blake I'm not a child I'm just injured. Now speak," Ruby's words were sharp and filled with anger.

"I, yes. Since Ruby lost her legs, Yang has been ignoring everyone, and she didn't even respond to Nora or Ren, and why not Ruby? She seems better fit than I do."

"Because my sister is stubborn and won't argue with me, but she loves arguing with you. You two both get heated really quick."

Blake clenched her fist, trying to let the pain wash over her as she tried to find any way out of it.

"and no one is stupid to think she still doesn't love you."

"RUBY?!" Weiss shouted at her in disgust.

"N-no it's fine, she's right, somewhat," Blake sighed and sat down next to Ruby.

"She knows that we all need her, not just you, but she can't break from the anger. She is just going around killing Grimm all over the place and continuing to act out like what happened to me can be fixed by killing all the Grimm, and I know for a fact she hasn't eaten or slept since then, so she needs someone for her. Please, Blake."

Blake was a little shocked by the words. She remembers how Ruby used to act, care free, childish but not this resolute. She had been taken back a bit by Ruby's suggestions.

"And I still love her," Weiss smiled, rubbing Ruby's back to comfort her.

Ruby sighed and leaned on Weiss's shoulder." Weiss, I feel sleepy."

Weiss smiled and held Ruby close to her.

"Okay then. I think I will be off then. I'll let you know what happens with Yang," Blake stood up and began walking out the door.

"Oh Blake, my dear, there is a briefcase for you. Take it on the way out. It's designed for your weapon. All the bullets are compatible with your weapon."

Blake looked outside the room and saw the case. "Thanks, Weiss. Bye, you two."

As the door closed, Weiss shifted, helping Ruby into the bed. Weiss caressed Ruby's cheek. Ruby sighed happily, pulling her into a hug.

"Woah, Ruby?" Weiss realised she could hear Ruby crying softly, holding tighter to Ruby. "I'm here Ruby, anything you need, just ask."

Ruby sighed and looked her in the eyes. "Please, stay here. I need someone to hold me."

Weiss began to blush and get flustered. "I umm... well, I think we should wait for Yang then, seeing as she probably helped you sleep when you were a kid and-" Weiss looked back at Ruby who was still crying.

"Please, Weiss. I need you."

Weiss opened her lips to protest but stopped and quickly reached into her pocket, pushing a button on her scroll. She lay next to Ruby, and the two held each other. "I've got you Ruby. I'm here."

Ruby began to drift off as Weiss repeated those words over and over until sleep took her, her thoughts filled with comfort and Weiss.

Blake sat on the airship, reading the local news and happening in the small towns, many featuring Grimm sightings or Grimm movements heading all to one place, Yang. She knew the challenge that lay before her. She sighed and put her scroll away, grabbing the case. She lay it on the table, opened it up, and looked at the large array of Dust crystals in cases and magazines, all fully loaded and the exact size for Gambol Shroud. She smiled a little and saw a note.

Dear Blake,

I have made inquiries into your request. It seems the model still exists and would be a perfect fit for you. I will have it ready for you by the time I see you again.

Sincerely, Weiss

Blake loaded a few of her pockets with some of the ammunition before laying back and closing her eyes, letting the humming of the engines take her sleep.

Anger.

Nothing but seething rage, revenge, and pain.

Kill it.

Kill the monster.

Make the world safe from it.

Make it safe for her.