***RWBY belongs to the incredible minds at Rooster Teeth. I do not own anything to do with the characters used, setting etc. I do hope you enjoy reading. More A/N at the end.


The warmth parted her lips, letting the cold frigid air rush in to cool the sudden heat away. A tall slim figure stood out on the balcony with Weiss. Looking over the street lights basking in the winter night, whilst snow as soft as the serene silence fell from the sky.

It had all happened so quickly, a moment of intimacy shared between the two, as the rest of the world carried on with festivities. The figure gaped at blue eyes staring at what could only be described as her soul. A smile nervously forming across their burning face.

Weiss looked in wonder at the calm silver eyes, she felt at ease whenever she gazed upon them in such a manner. She could feel as though her inner demons were taunting her, screaming at her for the choices she had made. Coherent thoughts becoming nonsensical noise; words becoming jumbled. Nothing made sense anymore to the heiress. Well, almost nothing made sense. Except for the person stood beside her. The one thing that actually made sense of everything was this, in a matter of speaking, dunce.

They spoke to the white-haired princess; the words never reaching her ears. Thinking she hadn't paid any attention or perhaps couldn't hear her partner, she spoke up. "Could you repeat that? I wasn't paying attention, sorry." Her eyes glancing with a rather sweet smile. The noise that surfaced from their mouth was that of a low-pitched rumbling, with a rhythmic flow to it. "Wait, what?" Completely dumbfounded, Weiss' expression is what made her partner speak again, and like before the same dreadful noise came from their vocal cords.

As Weiss looked out towards the city, she had noticed it had vanished into an inky haze. Not a trace of it remained, and yet strangely her partner didn't seem to notice at all. As each second passed, more of the city and it's surroundings began dissipating into nothingness. All that came to mind was fear, anxiety, and panic. As the balcony beneath the two began crumbling away, Weiss took one final look towards her partner who gave her a warm smile. The platform finally gave way with her partner burning; scattering like petals in the wind, leaving Weiss to fall into the dark depths of the abyss.

"No!" The heiress shrieked out as her body had propelled itself upwards. She was panting heavily and found herself to be in a cold sweat. Scanning the room quickly, she regained her composure and took deep breaths. "It was just a bad dream. Nothing more and nothing less." She thought as she heard a rather familiar sound. Turning her head to the nightstand, she saw an alarm clock. It was only twenty-three minutes past five. The alarm kept howling at her, and with a rather irritated slam of her hand it was soon silenced.


*** Author's Note: So this was my nerve-wracking first attempt at fanfiction, to be completely honest. I am open to all types of criticism. I may continue this depending on the feedback, I hope you enjoyed reading this travesty. I hope you all enjoy Yuletide or whatever it is you celebrate this time of year.