It was far from the strangest thing to happen at beacon. From professor plot unleashing a group of beowolves upon the class, or Ruby trying to see if she could play a prank Weiss, much stranger things happened at the school for monster hunters on a daily basis. Yet it was still a strange day when the book fell out of the sky.

Blake stared at it for longer than may have been needed after it hit the grass, waiting for something to come of it. Part of her expected it to sprout legs and run off but it stayed in grass, not even the wind disturbing it.

After an age had passed she closed her book and crossed the yard. If Yang, Ruby or Weiss noticed they didn't voice it. Weiss was still engrossed in her rant about proper eating manners, that Ruby was either not following or purposely failing to anger her teammate. Yang had eyes everywhere but the white dressed woman.

It was a heavy leather bound tome crushing the grass beneath it, thick and bulky, far exceeding almost any book she owned. The cover was a grey slate depicting two figures crossing swords, a black figure welding a white blade and a white figure using a dark sword. The heavy tome settled into the ground, unmoving to the wind.

After another moment waiting for some kind of reaction she knelt in front of it, studying its cover intently. There was no writing, only the figures emblazoned on the cover. The pages were yellowed with age, frayed in some places but the book was in good shape considering its apparent age.

"What's that?" Sun announced his presence leaning far too close to her shoulder.

"It's a book." Blake answered not turning to face him, her eyes fixated on the new object.

"Where did it come from?" The faunus asked stepping around her and crouching on the other side of the book. "Did somebody drop it?"

"No. It just fell out of the sky." Blake looked up, excepting something. An airship to be passing overhead perhaps but there was only the clouds, beginning to swirl and darken with a coming storm. Her eyes fell back to the book. Though nothing about it had changed she could hear something, a whisper in the wind.

"It's strange," She said reaching to the cover. It was just a book but something was wrong about it. She felt afraid of it, as if it was a snake that would snap her hand off or a hiding grimm readying to attack. "I can feel something in it." She whispered as her hand touched the cover and gripped the leather spine.

It was too fast. She could never quite remember any chain of events after her finger brushed the cover. Sun could never truly depict it either but he wasn't really there, he didn't see what she saw. Her eyes widened, her breath left her and her heart stopped when her hand held the book.

Her mind burned and her bones melted. She wanted to scream but screaming just seemed impossible, it took time and effort she didn't have. It was there, so much, more than she could have ever imagined, rushing, pushing, shoving into her mind, demanding space she didn't have. Names, places, things, worlds, planets, universes, even sounds and strange things she could not name or identify made her entire mind scream in pain as it was flooded with information.

At some point she fell into the grass, the blades sending off a million memories not hers. Sitting with friends as they laughed, mourning the lost in the dirt. Sun was there, he had always been there but now he was with her, yelling at her, they all were. Their voices calling her name but she didn't have time to answer. Too many memories, too much knowledge, too much sadness.

Sun was there. Ruby was there. Yang was there. It was all happening in one instant, one tiny instant moment. As the moment passed, they became longer, the instant became seconds and then minutes, all the while she lay on the ground. There was more time now, but still no strength and still so much. Too much no matter how much time lengthened for her.

There was someone else now. In the second moment, someone else appeared, the others yelled but he yelled louder. He. It was a man. He replaced Sun in her vision and he spoke, but unlike the others his voice was not slow and distant, a constant dulled noise, it was calm and clear.

"Easy now." He said, his voice making her broken form mend and her shattered bones heal. "You've seen a lot, now let's take a rest."

"Good idea." She said, her own lips uttering the words before Blake let the second moment pass and passed into the dark.

Author's note:

This story is connected to a previous story of mine, Darkside of life, hat I have since taken down and will most likely be putting back up soon. I am not sure if I want to continue with this one or not or if I will choose to focus on another series but they will both be related on the same characters of Darkside and Gregor.

I am a pathetic RUBY fan and I'm worried about starting this project before volume 2 begins but I'll take my chances, assuming I continue it. Only time will tell. Now to beg for reviews and say thank you in advance for them.

So yeah, do that. Review it. Thank you!