Author's Note Oh what am I doing here? This isn't my usual fandom section?! This isn't Harry Potter or Undertale! What am I doing here? My sweet dear people this is a Lancaster ship story. I know you guys who only just got these stories at least on this site. I know there's a hell of a lot more on. Most of the fics on this site are bordering on harem or just plotless drabble fics to contend with. So as a favor to you and myself I decided to write this fic. Do I have a plot? Yeah, kind of? Am I passionate about this story hell yeah. As always, I don't own RWBY that solely belongs to RoosterTeeth.I decided a while back that every story from now on needs a key. Somewhere along the line, I realized that you should make your story, distinct and different from all the others. But at the same time also clear and easy for the other person to understand. Otherwise, you have a comment section filled with questions about everything you've written. So, every chapter will have this note just in case. Most people won't read them, but they will be there just in case. This symbol combined with bold and italics ~ for text messages. Italics are for thoughts. Quotation marks are for dialogue and bold italics on their own are for dreams.
"Dad it's not a big deal really! You don't have to call Uncle Qrow! Really it's not that big of a deal I swear!" Ruby was sitting at the kitchen table while waiting for her dad to make breakfast. The bacon was sizzling, and the pancakes were cooking, their strawberry and chocolate chips in each of the fluffy disks! I was watching dad like a hawk as he flipped them and put them on the plate there was already gigantic stack while he was making more. In the background, I, can hear Yang pummeling the dummy outside whooping with joy at every swing and every kicking strike. But most of my focus was on dad and the leaning tower of pancakes he was making.
"Ruby this is not a big deal? You got into Beacon two years early! You should've heard hear how Headmaster Ozpin was praising your skill to me. He sent me the surveillance video on the scroll. He showed me your fight with those thugs and how you were handling them and their ringleader Torchwick. Even I was impressed Ruby, heck if Ozpin didn't bump you up; the city of Vale would have recommended it themselves. Do you know how long they had been trying to catch Torchwick? You had him and his goons tied up three blocks from the robbery. You only had minimal property damage, and you could fend off and keep Torchwick's extraction team at bay until the authorities arrived. What you did was an awe-inspiring sweetie. You deserve the praise you're going to get! You've more than earn it for what you've done for the kingdom of Vale. I'm so proud of you." I looked at my dad, and he had the most satisfied smile on his face. I lean my head down blushing
"Dad awe shucks."
"We didn't catch the people in the helicopter dad." I looked down I'm still mad I couldn't hold them off long enough for the police force to get the helicopter down.
"But you did catch Torchwick. Don't sell what you did so short, you were great. Torchwick is on the wanted list for every kingdom from Atlas to Vacuo. In every continent, he made havoc, stolen weapons, and dust into a gigantic personal stockpile to almost reviled Atlas on their weakest day. I know Qrow would be proud of his niece; his protégé was not only proficient but was getting admitted early to our alma mater."
"What, dad, no please don't!" I don't want dad making into a big deal anyone could've done what I did. Heck if Yang was there she would fight Torchwick too. Maybe she would've taken down the helicopter on her own. Instead of letting it get away as I did.
"How about this? I get to tell Qrow about it in a voicemail and as a special treat for both my girls getting into Beacon, how about shopping spree you've both earned it."
"Did I hear shopping spree?" Yang at the sound of a new wardrobe came into the room like a shot of light. Sat right at the table; Her long blonde up in a ponytail, waiting longingly for dad to keep speaking. She was outside sparring with the dummy dad ordered so can practice her roundhouse kicks and crotch shots. For her accuracy, he would always say, Whenever Yang brought it up as jokingly. I still giggle whenever I remember dad muttering that moment when he bought it. As he assembled it, he kept whispering better you than me buddy.
"Yes, you did Yang. I was thinking about the fact both of you and Ruby got into Beacon Academy and what better way to celebrate that than a shopping spree?"
"Yes, Thank You! I needed some new clothes for Beacon. Plus, I was thinking of adding a new weapon to my arsenal, and I was kind of hoping to get Ruby advice on how to make them."
"What yeah I'll help what are you considering?" I can feel my grin spreading from ear to hear something to do and keep my hands busy. A new weapon for my sister is she thinking of getting rid of the gauntlet all together? Or something to add to her brawler style.
"I was thinking of having shoes that match my gauntlets, you up for helping me with the challenge sis?"
I was drooling at the idea. When Yang made her gauntlets; I wasn't allowed to help only allowed to look. I couldn't even give advice or make a suggestion about them either. That's the golden rule of Signal Academy to attend you make your weapon yourself and any upgrades or things you want to augment you can do on your own time. With the school's blacksmith or weaponry essentials class.
"Remnant to Ruby? Hello, are you still with us? Come on pay attention, Ruby! We need you to be with us today."
"Yeah, sorry, Yang I'm just so excited." I can feel my mind running wild with tech ideas of how to make the shoes work like Yang's gauntlet.
"I know kiddo but let's stick to the present. Dad still must give us breakfast, and we all need to get ready to go into Vale. I don't want my baby sis looking weird for your first day at Beacon. So, we're going to buy a lot of clothes and a lot of stuff to make our stay awesome, right?"
"Right!" Though I was still kind of nervous at least I got Yang to watch my back.
"Now who's ready for breakfast?" As the master chef, only dad could be he made us a breakfast banquet fit for a royal family. A mountain of pancakes and a gigantic plate of bacon for all of us to share. And some various fruits and a large pitcher of mangoes smoothie. I want to drool so badly, but I knew if I spaced out again I would lose my breakfast to Yang's appetite. She was fiend at the breakfast table if you don't eat fast enough you might get bit, Yang.
"Come on Ruby! We better hurry before all the good clothes are gone. Dad and I are all already in the car." I was rushing out of my room. I'll never know how Yang could hear her from the second floor when she was yelling from the garage.
Finally, I make it, and I put my precious in the back. Carefully in the trunk, though I would love nothing more then put it in the backseat with Yang and me. I know that it's a bit too long even when it's a sniper rifle form to fit comfortably with us.
"Thanks, Ruby you know the bridge to Vale how it gets very crowded on Saturdays
"All those people in the mood for the nightlife, right dad?" Yang was being cheeky if anyone knows about the nightlife in Vale it's Yang, but she's back before curfew and regardless of what you might believe she's never been brought home by police.
"Still we will have a good time, and maybe if we don't waste a lot of time in the weapon supply store. We can go out for a movie and some ice cream."
"But what if they got flame swords you know the prototypes that Atlas said they would mass market?" Not like I would buy the sword, and it would be for me. It would be for Yang since her gauntlets leave her hands free. Double weapons more Grimm death.
"Ruby." Dad gave me a stern look that I know mean he's serious. The first time I saw that look was when he told me off and punished me for using trees as mock grim targets and I left a gigantic clearing which seemed great Until dad saw I also damage the neighbor's guest house. He smoothed things over, but I had to do so many chores for that family to pay off the damages. It did look great, and the city of patch even thanked me for the amount forest I cleared they were planning on cutting the trees down in the first place, and they gave dad the lien they would have paid the Lumberjacks to the jobs. I don't know what he did with the money he says it's safe and I know he wouldn't lie to me.
"Okay, dad I promise. Just know an hour I promise."
"Let's go already!" Yang was getting impatient and starting throwing herself all over the back seat she spread her long legs over my knees. I'm trapped!
"Come on Yang you're heavy!"
"Fine" dad said chuckling started the car and turned on the radio to some oldies rock. I would be mad at him but if he doesn't put on country music to embarrass us. Just like he did on when Yang's friends came over for a study session and played country music loudly. I'll be happy with the choices of radio stations.
Yang finally moved off me on to her seat she was texting on her scroll, and I was looking at the people on the road driving along side us. It's weird to see someone Yang's age on a motorcycle riding with what I got to assume is his girlfriend they both had helmets but they looked cute together her decked out in a pink and white outfit and him in it was green and black. They were abiding the laws not going fast, but they seemed like they were just enjoying each other company while weaving their way out of the bumper to bumper traffic.
You know we really should get you a bunch of outfits, you can't live in your combat skirt and corset. You need variety in your wardrobe and your armor sets. Plus, you don't want what was happening to me at Signal Academy to happen to you in Beacon. It's why I switch up my wardrobe style. While Yang didn't mention it often especially after getting into Beacon. The male professors at signal were very inappropriate and harassed Yang a lot making it seem like she was flirting or that she was leading them on or propositioning them. Though Yang and all her classmates could say since they were there not only there but knew Yang would hang out with them after class. They told the headmaster the truth about Yang, being very respectful she was a model student. That there were a few professors, who had been harassing her and making massive disruptions in class. Dad almost ended up fighting the teachers over their inappropriate interest in my big sister. But I think the headmaster made the right call. Letting Yang go hand to hand with the professors who was constantly harassing her and later calling the authority about their gross misconduct and unhealthy interest in underage girls. Basically, Yang, could defeat and decimated three trained and accredited hunter professors because she never once lost her cool even when the male professors decided to target her and viciously tear down her grades because she rejected them. A lot of it had to be fixed including a full investigation into alumni under their tenure. Let's say Dad said a few choices words I didn't know he knew and were new to me that day. I did learn one thing that day observe others as close you can learn a lot. You can learn a lot about someone just by how they hold themselves and how they act around others or when they think they are alone. And Yang while incredibly bubbly nothing could ever stop that need to party or to have fun. But after that? Yang became more serious about her studies her looks got her in trouble once and if she didn't have good friends who knew her well; who knows if the headmaster would've believed her.
"Yeah, I was thinking about buying goggles for long distance with my semblance. A while back I got dead bugs in my face, and while I can't stop them getting on the rest of my face, I can protect my eyes."
"What kind are you looking for?" Yang had a thoughtful look at what kind of goggles would work with my clothes.
"Probably from the weapon supply I'm not choosy sis, I just want to make sure they can handle my speed." I shrug I honestly don't care about how I look with the goggles. I just want them to be able to train on my speed anything more that would kind of look stupid I guess.
Something about the plaza was screaming at me to drag Yang there. We had some time, and I need a breather from shoe shopping. All I can see is all the little kiosks and the live performing and little trinkets. I don't know what is it about Saturday but Vale like just seem to come alive with joy. Then I notice off to the side was a guy had to be old as Yang, but he was scruffy and dirty like he'd been living on the street for a while. His clothes looked okay just weather damage and dusty. His hair was long like he hadn't had a haircut in a while; is blonde that I could tell. He was strumming a guitar with a glass jar marked tips.
My soul longs for
The beauty of your smile
The haven of your shore
To know our love
Could weather any storm
That the war I fought
Kept you safe along
That you always know you are my heart
To look upon your eyes
And know I was missed
I love you my angel
And to this, I vow
That I am yours
Say the word
The ocean
Sky
Land
For you?
It's yours
My soul longs for
The beauty of your smile
The haven of your shore
To know our love
Could weather any storm
That the war I fought
Kept you safe along
That you always know you are my heart
"God that was terrible the lyrics are all over the place no wonder no one is giving any tips. I wouldn't either." He was muttering to himself. He looks so sad.
"Um I'm sorry but I like your sound, and your singing here's five liens." His voice was beautiful the lyrics are shaky, but it was sweet.
"Wait what really thank you miss?" His face was actually shocked, but then a smile rose on his face.
"What are you doing out here? Where's your family?" I don't know why I'm asking this random guy his personal business, but it's rare to see homelessness in Vale. It's well-structured orphanages aren't actually filled, and there's the occasional homeless guy, but it's usually a hunter who had a mental break and has evaded help. Not some teenager is playing guitar for spare change.
"You really want to know?" He looked up at me his face was grim, but otherwise, I couldn't really read him. He had no tell nothing I could read on his face that gave away fear or anger.
"Yeah, dude I really want to know."
"Well, I ran away from home. I knew if my parents found out that I got into Beacon, they would tell the headmaster that I can't attend. Even though it's my dream to be a hunter. To defend the world to live up to my family's legacy. It's all I've ever wanted. That's what got me out here trying to follow my dream. With the few things, I have left is my guitar, since my suitcase got stolen earlier this week and all I'm trying to do was make enough money to get something to eat! I doubt I'll make enough to get a hotel stay for the night much less for the week. Until I get to beacon once I'm there my parents can't withdraw me and put me somewhere else. Sorry, I'm rambling I doubt you needed to hear my life story."
I felt sad now he just wants to be a hunter and wait a minute did he just say . . .
"Wait did you say you got into Beacon and that's why you're out here?"
"Yeah, I did."
"Okay get up you're coming with me."
Final note: How's that for a first chapter? Good? Bad? Your opinion are greatly appreciated .comments are more than welcome and if you want to talk to me more consistently check out my Tumblr where you can find my nine times out of ten . Remember it's the same as the account name here. Sorry for the cliffhanger but a good one keeps people more interested in reading more. But I was hyping this fic up for months on my Lancaster one-shots.