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A/N: Just a Quick Note here. This is my very first FanFic, that I decided was worthy of being published. I hope it's to your guys liking. I feel that Cinder should be seen in a light that isn't all evil. I mean, she must have a reason to become evil and seek to do harm to Remnant. Anyway, This Fanfic will go back to Cinder's years as a Huntress-to-be at Beacon before she goes rouge. Don't worry though, I'll make sure that it hits Season one eventually.
Chapter 1: Tears and Memories
?, Remnant
"Watch your back!"
"Understood!"
The sound of gunfire and steel clashing upon bone and flesh echoed through the corridor. The sound of a dying alpha Beowolf prevalent throughout the clash, two figures stand next to each other bathed in blood. Another figure stands up from the darkness to aim a metallic cane at the two figures. And a pained yell echoes out.
"NEMO!"
"RUN! RUN AND LIVE WHILE YOU STILL CAN!" The pained voice of a male shouted, lighting a beacon to the horde of Grimm that burst through the meager barricade that the two had set up earlier.
The female figure began to run only to stop to turn around and watch the last stand of the one who would stem the tide of Grimm. A few words echoing out from the figure as his long blade cutting down the Grimm that attempted to surround him. A shorter sword hung in his bleeding left hand as he fired and stabbed at the rising wall of dead.
"My life is measured by the actions I take; let it be known that it is not by the choices of others, if I am to die here and now! Then I regret not taking you with me!" He drops the long blade and holds his right hand up as if he were to throw a spear and suddenly the air tasted metallic as electricity concentrated into his hand, but that wasn't enough soon the electricity began to glow orange as it began to illuminate its surroundings in a brilliant glow. He threw the light spear towards the ground and a brilliant flash of white engulfed the man and the Grimm.
A pair of Amber eyes shied away from the light as it hit her. Her dress briefly lifting up due to the shockwave of the blast, its crimson and sunlight yellow hues matching that of the man who now lay on the ground, his face covered in the shadows and soot from the fighting. The Amber-eyed woman nudged the man gently as tears began to form in her eyes.
"Nemo? P-please don't die! Don't die on me now! We were so close… We were so close to the exit… Why now!? WHY OZPIN!? YOU SAID IT WOULD BE FINE!"
The woman cried out in pain and anger. She lay on top of the body and cried, her sobbing echoing throughout the hallway. A metallic clack of a cane as it the figure walked up behind her.
"Well hello beautiful~ Mind if I stay here?" The figure asked. His bright orange hair a dead giveaway to what he would become to be in the future, his signature cane was at his side as he looked at the dead body in front of him. As if his interest was piqued only for a minute. Before unceremoniously firing his cane into the body, setting the already burnt corpse alight.
The woman was now in shock as her pale skin and raven black hair was illuminated by the light of her dead friend? She looked at the man and fire crept up her arms as she stood up.
"Why?"
The man looked at her, now interested.
"How about a proposition, we work together to bring whoever did this" as he points his cane at the blazing fire, "Down? Now what do you say?"
The woman's ember eyes glared into the man's for only a moment before nodding.
"Fine, but only until we bring Beacon down around that bastard's ears, he deserves what's coming to him." The woman said, her voice now filled with anger and hate.
Though on the inside a small flickering light continued to shine even though it was surrounded by ever growing darkness, only to bring her back or to push her up when she feels alone in the world.
Modern Day, Remnant
Mercury and Emerald look at Cinder questioningly. They watch as their fearless leader twists a ring around her finger and makes sure that the feathers on her waist are nice and orderly. Her form unchanged even through the years.
"Hey Cinder?" asked Emerald fearfully.
"Yes?" came the reply
"What's up with the ring and feathers? Not meaning to intrude or anything but are they from Roman?" Emerald nervously looked at her leader, her usual confidence and upbeat attitude gone in a flash as Cinder's amber eyes glare back at her.
"Roman is nothing to me. Only a pawn for me to use, but yes these are gifts from someone who was very dear to me." Cinder's eyes become distant but for only a moment as she gazed at the ring longingly. Old memories stirred up as she gazed into the ring's surface, happy and fond memories of a man who became her world.
Mercury's eyes went wide, this was unheard of! Cinder actually having human emotions? Simply impossible! She was the harshest, most ruthless person he knew in all of Remnant other than Roman Torchwick when he was ordering around the White Fang.
"What was his name?" Asked Mercury now, wanting to know more about him. The man who made the Cinder Fall 'fall' for him.
"Nemo Niemand." Cinder simply said, her voice now much more gentler than the usual sultry and harsh tones it contained.
"What? Nobody Nobody?" asked Emerald who quickly translated the name.
"Don't call him, Nobody!" Cinder shouted, her Aura flaring as her anger was barely contained. Causing the two to hug each other for fear of Cinder's retaliation, Cinder's amber eyes containing what looked like to be tears? Perhaps the man was more to Cinder than what the two originally believed.
"He was a great man! A hunter of the highest class! He was everything to me! My protector! My knight in shining armor! We were supposed to be married now! He gave me everything… Including his life so that I can go on…" Cinder's aura dimmed significantly as her shouting becoming a low whisper. Tears now visibly running down her face, every rumor, every word said behind her back, every whisper about the woman that was Cinder Fall seemed to dissipate as Mercury and Emeraldwatch her collapse into a sobbing wreck.
Emerald quickly kneeling down to comfort her leader, it was extremely rare for Cinder to show any emotions other than her usual dark emotions. But who was Nemo Niemand? The question echoed between the two as if knowing this man, they would know who Cinder Fall truly is.
Cinder on the other side continued to cry as some words echoed through her head.
"Cinder, when this mission is over… Do you want to retire from being a Huntress?"
"Perhaps. Why do you ask?" Cinder's voice replied, much gentler than before and much less flirtatious.
The shadowy figure gets on one knee, causing Cinder to gasp as he opens a box containing the exact ring she was wearing.
"Well, Cinder Fall, the Ember that keeps me going. Shall you become the spark that lights a new life? Will you be my wife, Cinder Fall?"
"YES! A thousand times Yes!" Cinder barely spoke the words as she hugs the kneeling figure. Taking the ring and allowing the figure to slip it on her hand.
"It's etched with dust manipulation glyphs. Something that will help in combat and something that goes along with the feather satchel I gave you. It should suit your fighting style quite well."
The distorted male voice said. The memory begins to pass as another echo from the past rises up.
"My life is measured by the actions I take; let it be known it is not by the choices of others, If I am to die here and now. My only regret is not taking you with me!"
Cinder began to sob once more, pulling her head deeper into her knees as she remembered that brilliant flash that took the life of her fiancé and a hundred or so Grimm.