A/N:

Be me, 16, sitting in class one day. I had just started watching RT so I didn't know how people were. The day was February 1, 2015. I'm looking at some RT things and see someone called Monty Oum had died. Wow, that's sad I said to myself and went about my day. Now be me again. Now it's April 2014 and I've begun to watch RWBY and I see the creator is Monty Oum and I realized how important he actually was and I begin to feel bad for how I reacted to Monty's death. Now it February 1, 2017, two years later and I truly understand what this man has done for the RT community and just the animation world in general.

So, on this two-year anniversary is Monty Oum Create Day. So, if you are reading this on February 1, create something. Anything. A picture, a story, an AMV, a poem. Something. It doesn't have to be RT related. Just create something.

This story is something I thought of last night and thought I should post the first chapter today. I don't know how long this story will last but I'll try to make it longer than Betrayal of a Rose. This story is about Weiss and her family so let's begin

Started Writing: February 1, 2017 at noon:

The spotlight on Weiss moved and the White Knight appeared. She stood about 15 feet tall and held a large sword. Weiss had fought him before but he was never this tall. He was always either her height or a bit higher, but never 4 times her height. She was expecting a hard fight for this was her time to prove to her family that she was a good huntress. She was still 5 years from attending Beacon but she needed to prove that she could take down an attacker well above her skill level so she could be well passed prepared for Beacon. Winter went through the same vigorous tests at her age and passed them with excellence. Weiss, however, was struggling and her father wasn't happy with her performance as of recently. But now was her chance to prove herself to her father as an amazing huntress.

She was a bit over confident and decided she wouldn't use her dust until later in the fight, if necessary. She would only use her skill and glyphs for now to prove that she didn't have to rely on her dust to win every fight. It was her family and some business partners in the arena this time. This was a battle to prove her strength in front of daddy's clients, she was told by Jacques before the fight.

DING!

The bell rang and the knight rushed towards her. She ran at it in return and as it swung its sword, Weiss used her glyphs to gain additional momentum to dart quickly under the sword. As it hit the ground, Weiss moved underneath it and once on the other side, she jumped into the air and struck it in the face with her Myrtenaster. The knight flinched but otherwise was unfazed. It quickly picked up its sword and swung it at Weiss again. Weiss, with no other option at the current moment, blocked the sword but was thrown back a bit. This weaken her aura but only a little but she knew that this would upset her father, who believed in perfection and not having full aura was not perfection.

Weiss didn't let this get to her right now. She was more focused on beating the knight. Once stationary again, she formed some glyphs on the ground to gain a lot of momentum. Once close to knight again, she jumped into the air to strike it again. The knight saw this coming and swung at where it thought she would be. Weiss predicted this and formed a glyph under her feet to jump from it into the air. Leaping way above knight where the sword couldn't reach her easily, she pointed herself straight down. Another glyph appeared beneath her feet and she used it to push off it, straight down. She planned to strike it where it is the weakest, the top of the head. While it was wearing a full head helmet, she knew that the metal would be weaker there compared to the front. This is something her sister told her right before the battle.

So, as she dived bombed towards the knight, she pointed her weapon down and hit the knight perfectly on the top of the head. But instead of at least some penetration, her weapon just bounced off, throwing her balance and skill out the window. Her weapon bounced and scrapped across the top of the knight, causing Weiss to fall face first onto the top of the knight's head. The knight, which was now aware of where she was currently, used its free arm to elbow Weiss, sending her flying uncontrollably towards the ground. She hit hard and rolled a few times. Her aura was now at about half. She knew her father would be really disappointed in her but once again forced the thought out of her head and she stood up.

With half of her aura missing, she knew that she couldn't take too many more hard hits. She realized that she would have to use her dust now, or she would lose this battle. But as she was preparing to use her dust, the knight charged again. Weiss had to act quickly to dodge the attack. She flipped away from the sword and quickly used her dust. Her weapon blade turned a nice solid blue color. Her plan was to freeze the night in place and then attack it so it couldn't move. So, using her glyphs as a speed boost, she darted towards the knight but as she went to attack, the knight moved out the way and swung the sword at her, grinding Weiss plan to a halt. She was once again back on the defensive again and had to try and block the swing. After she blocked, she noticed the knight had moved quite a bit and she had to move quickly to regain trajectory with the knight. But by the time see was in line with him again, the knight swung the sword again. With nowhere to go, Weiss took the full-frontal force of the hit. This sent her flying again. The hit was pretty had and pretty much all of Weiss aura was gone. She tried to stand up but collapsed. Her aura was depleted, meaning the test would end. She had faced defeat before and she knew that a bell would sound and the knight would turn off per-say.

But Weiss didn't hear a bell sound. Instead she heard the sound of the knight's boots clanking against the marble training room floor sprinting towards her. Weiss thought to herself that maybe she had just a tiny bit of aura left so Weiss, using all of her strength, stood back up and tried to strike the knight again. But she was once again struck with the sword and sent flying. Now she knew that she had little aura left for now she couldn't even stand at all. But the knight kept on advancing, still running.

Weiss was now in a panic. Did the knight malfunction? Did it not hear the bell? Is the aura counter not working properly? Is this part of the test? These were all thoughts running through Weiss mind as the knight approached. The only thing Weiss could manage was to roll out of the way of the sword swing. Weiss rolled and while rolling, she quickly took out her scroll to see how much aura she had left. She was shocking to see she had only 8 percent of her aura left, well under the limit for stopping a fight. Weiss knew that another strong hit from the knight would kill her so she had to act fast, for the knight was approaching again. She tried to use her glyphs to stop the knight, but because she was so weak, the knight just plowed through them. The only other option was her dust. We tried to freeze the knight, which worked, but it was too weak to hold the knight in place. He soon broke free and began to charge at again. Weiss once again rolled out of the way and she then took the time to glance up at her father and was mortified by what she saw.

Instead of a panicked father trying to save his daughter, she saw a large grin across his face. An evil grin. Like he was happy to see his daughter struggle. Like he liked to see Weiss in pain. Weiss just looked back in shock, horror, pain, and sadness. She was too caught up in this to hear the knight approaching once again. This time, she didn't even attempt to move and the knight swung his sword at her. The sword hit her in the side and she was thrown into the air like a dog's chew toy. She slammed hard against one of the walls, draining the rest of her aura indefinitely. She fell to the ground and looked up as the knight approach her, this time walking. Weiss tried standing but the pain was too much. She looked around and saw that the doorway exiting the arena was close.

Weiss began to crawl towards the doorway. She was bleeding from her head caused by the hard impact into the wall. She was also bleeding from a wound on her stomach from the hit the knight caused. As she was crawling, she was leaving a nice blood trail. She was inching ever so close to the doorway but the knight was closing in. That's when Weiss heard her father speak.

"Look at her, look at her struggle!" Jacques said, an evil tone to his voice. She was prodding Weiss' mom who just sat there, a monotone facial expression on her. "Weiss, daddy just wants you to know, you were a failure. You were, and always will be, a disappointment."

Weiss tried to ignored her father, like she always did during his lectures. But the words coming out of his mouth hurt more than any enemy could ever do to her. She was a disappointment. She had to follow in Winter's footprints, the prodigy. She was excepted a year early into Beacon due to her fighting skill and Weiss, Weiss barely made it into the most basic huntress school.

But Weiss decided early on that her father wasn't going to define her as a person, define who she was, define who was going to be. So, as Weiss crawl along the marble floor, inching ever so closer to the door, she knew that to make sure her father wasn't going to win was to live through this and make her own path, with or without her father.

However, the knight had gotten a lot close than she thought and she was soon picked up off the ground and held in a death grip on her, almost squeezing the life out of her.

"Yes. Now before I kill you, do you have anything to say to your old man?" Jacques taunted.

"Y-yeah," Weiss chocked out, "This isn't my funeral, it's yours." With that Weiss pointed her Myrtenaster at the ground, near where the knight was standing, and aimed her weapon. Jacques looked down at where she was aiming and saw a pile of powdered dust. Jacques' face quickly changed as her realized what Weiss had done and tried to get the knight to kill her, but it was too late.

Weiss fired off one single round of fire from the tip of her weapon, hitting the pile, causing a small explosion, but one just large enough to throw off the knight. The following cloud of fire dust and smoke blocked Jacques view of the knight but when the smoke did clear, the knight was no longer holding Weiss and she was gone, the door to the outside, blown away.

Weiss had been dropped and used the distraction to run away. Using the wall for support and her weapon as a cane, she quickly made her way out of the arena.

Jacques was now very upset. He had just been embarrassed in front of about 5 clients, all of whom knew what the plan was but now saw him as a weakling, incapable of killing his own daughter. Jacques grabbed his scroll and began shouting.

"I want every guard and every servant looking for Weiss. If found, bring her to me. She is in a large amount of trouble and her punishment will be taken very seriously…"

Author's Note:

So, this is going to be a fun story to write. To me, it seems there aren't enough stories about Weiss and her family. So, I came up with this betrayal type story where Jacques in the enemy. Everyone already hates him for being a really shit father so I thought I would make people hate him more.

Also, I really wanted this to come out before Monty Oum Create Day ended, but a bunch of distractions came up so this is going up a few minutes late. I know it's really nothing but I've feel like it was my job to put this out on time. But it will come out at like 12:10 on the 2nd so I guess it really doesn't matter.

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Finishing Writing: February 2, 2017 at 12:01 A.M.

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