¨Weiss, it's time to go home now,¨ Gelb Schnee told his five year-old daughter as he and his two bodyguards walked up to her. Currently, the five year-old Weiss was
swinging on a swingset in a park near her home, the Schnee Manor. While she enjoyed spending time outside, she wished she had someone to spend the time with.
Her father, always busy with his work, was on his scroll doing something related to his company, his bodyguards were too busy chatting with each other, and there
were no other kids present at the time. She sighed as she got up and walked up to her father.
¨Daddy, why isn't anyone else here?¨ She inquired.
¨I don't know,¨ he replied. ¨They're probably busy doing something for school or something.¨ Then, Weiss noticed something.
¨Daddy, who are those people over there?¨ She asked, pointing at two people, a tall, muscular man with a tattoo on his left arm and a little girl with short black hair and two little cat ears on her head.
¨Nobody that we want to meet, Weiss,¨ he replied as he began to lead her away.
A/N: The man Weiss is referring to is meant to be the White Fang Lieutenant, or ¨Lt. Chainsaw.¨
¨Are you okay, kid?¨ The man asked as he crouched down, making sure to be at eye level with her. She looked at him, but did not respond otherwise. She recognized him from some of the White Fang meetings she had previously gone to, so she knew he was a friend.
¨Do you know where your parents are?¨ He inquired.¨ She simply looked down.
¨I see. You don't have any parents, do you?¨ She shook her head no. After thinking for a moment, he said, ¨I have a friend who is like you. He also lost his parents, and lives with me now.¨
¨What's his name?¨ The girl asked, again making eye contact.
¨His name is Adam.¨ He replied. ¨I'm Noir, by the way. What's yours?¨
¨... Blake.¨ She replied.
¨Well Blake, would you like to stay with Adam and me?¨ Noir offered. There was a long pause.
¨Will I be able to watch TV?¨ Blake inquired. Noir smiled.
¨You sure can, Blake,¨ he replied.
¨Okay, then.¨ She replied.
¨Then come with me.¨ Noir instructed. ¨I live in a small house in forever fall forest.¨
¨I know where that is,¨ Blake replied. ¨I've been there before.¨
¨Well, you know right where to go, then.¨ Noir replied with a small smile as he led Blake to his home.
¨Weiss, it's time for your singing lessons,¨ Walter, the Schnee butler, informed her through her bedroom door.
¨Okay, I'm coming,¨ Weiss replied as she jumped off her bed. She put on some white, high-heeled shoes and walked out. Normally, she enjoyed singing, but ever
since she had begun taking regular lessons for it, the whole thing had become more of a chore than an enjoyable pastime to her. Nevertheless, she continued to
practice regularly, and even sang to herself when she was feeling sad or lonely. She walked into the room where her lesson was to be held. Her teacher, Eelis
Kastinen, was waiting for her at the music stand in the middle of the room.
¨Good afternoon, Miss. Schnee,¨ He greeted as she approached him.
¨And to you,¨ She replied. ¨So, what will you be teaching me today?¨
¨I was thinking we could start of with an old favorite,¨ He replied. ¨Mirror, mirror.¨ Weiss nodded and seated herself on the bench in front of the piano.
¨Adam!¨ Noir called. ¨There's someone here I want you to meet!¨
¨Coming!¨ a voice answered. Soon, a young boy, about 10, ran up to them.
¨Adam, this is Blake.¨ Noir began. ¨She's going to be living with us from now on. I expect you to be nice to her and help teach her how to do things around here.¨
¨You mean Blake's gonna be my little sister?¨ Adam asked, somewhat perplexed.
¨Sort of.¨ Noir replied. ¨I'll be training her like I have you, but I'll need you to help out, too.¨
¨Oh, okay.¨ Adam replied. He then approached Blake.
¨Hi, I'm Adam.¨ He said.
¨I'm Blake.¨ She replied, slightly shyly.
¨So, now that introductions are over, how about we get some lunch?¨ Noir suggested.
¨Can we have chicken?¨ Adam asked.
¨I think that since she's just gotten here, Blake should decide what we will have.¨ Noir replied, turning to Blake.
¨Actually, chicken does sound good.¨ Blake replied shyly.
¨Well, chicken it is, then.¨ Noir declared.