So, new chapter, didn't exactly go the way I expected it to in the end but that's okay. but I'll leave you to read now.


The hunt isn't what gives you experience, it's the person you're hunting that does.

-Reaper


One Year Later…

'One year and not a single piece of information on this 'Queen' character.' A growl of frustration escaped me, adrenaline spiking through my veins and my senses flaring, 'No! I cannot lose my cool after so long of searching,' the blood rushing to my head cooled down, slightly.

The sun setting outside calmed me even more, its colors giving me a feeling of reminiscence and washing my frustration away. A sigh of contentment left my lips, the colors overwhelming me and reflecting off of my irises, I always loved the sunset. I leaned against the windowsill, my feet hanging off the twenty-something stories of the hotel I was staying in; it's not like the fall would even affect me as long as I concentrated my aura and rolled correctly.

All of the sudden I found myself staring out into the darkness, Remnant's moon being halfway through its cycle of shattering. The giant piece hung precariously in the sky, its counterparts following it and seemingly giving birth to stars on their way.

I may have dozed off again if it weren't for the small but bright flash I had seen in the distance, 'isn't it a little too early for fireworks?' I squinted out, pushing my rager's blood to the forefront, thus enhancing my vision. The silhouette of a bullhead suddenly because strikingly clear.

I flared my maiden powers, preparing to fly there with my wings before a sudden memory struck…


Charles and I sat upon the roof of the administrators' building, only a couple more days until I left so he wanted to spend some quality time with his 'daughter'.

"I guess the topic of your Summer Maiden powers hasn't come up yet?" And there he goes, breaking the comfortable silence, though I guess the conversation was inevitable.

"No Charles, it has not," my voice sounded cold and unforgiving, this topic was rather fragile after all.

"I know you don't want to talk about this but we must, you really shouldn't use them and if you do, very limited and minimally." His worried voice rang true but I was too busy lost in my anger.

"Whatever…"


I growled out before a wicked smile replaced my scowl, 'it's my life and I'll do what I please.' My wings sprouted from my back, glowing crimson just like my irises. I braced myself before leaping out of my window and flapping, taking a second to catch the air before I burst forward, flames licking at my body.

I arrived at the scene within minutes to reveal a red cloaked girl battling… Roman Torchwick? 'Maybe I could get a lead out of him.' My wings burst on fire, leaving behind only ashes and setting me into a freefall. My coat whirled around behind me, creating a whipping sound. I concentrated my aura into my feet as the ground neared, the impact cracking the roof of the poor building. I executed a roll that went into a cartwheel, popping onto my feet with my right hand and drawing Death's Servant with my left, my sudden appearance surprising the girl and Torchwick.

"Reaper?!" His surprised voice sounded out, cracking almost unnoticeably and only audible to my flared senses.

"I need information from you, Torchwick." Cold, menacing and silky smooth are the only ways you could describe my voice.

"Well sorry about that than, because it seems my ride is here." The bullhead I had spotted earlier appeared before us, him hopping into it and pulling out two fire Dust crystals, "end of the line!" He tossed one at each of us, my raging flared at the sudden attack; my body acted before my mind as I desperately tried to hold onto my sanity, the flat of my blade made contact with the crystal causing it to be whacked off of the building and making an explosion of heat on my left side. A shot from his cane quickly followed it as my right hand darted down and drew my other blade, Phoenix, and cut the shot in half.

A rain of ice suddenly appeared above the bullhead, falling from darkened storm clouds; the man in the vehicle stumbled around before finally dashing towards the pilot's seat and sitting down, a woman covered in shadows taking his place; golden eyes burning and red runes covering their gloved arms. The familiar feeling of raging spiked to an almost uncontrollable height, trying to take over my consciousness.

Anger flowed through me causing my Summer Maiden powers to come outward a little, lightning crackling around my blades. The woman in the bullhead raised her hands, burning red eyes appearing on the ground around me, making me jump out of the way; my vision splintered around a single part of her body before my rager blood took over the action. My makeshift railguns blasted out, a lightning bolt flying through the air towards the woman's thigh. We briefly made eye contact, rage filling both of our eyes before she barely avoided my strike, a black mark staining the gray of the bullhead.

A growl of frustration rumbled out of me as they flew away, I could go after them but that'd end up revealing myself to half of Vale. 'If only that girl weren't here.' I whirled around, ready to lash out at the girl that seemingly ruined one of my only leads, only to be met with angry, emerald eyes. Her eyes seemed to widen as they looked into mine, maybe recognizing the rumors that had spread around the city about me, The Reaper.

Her hand inched towards her riding crop, ready to apprehend the criminal at a moment's notice, "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Firm, cold and deadly; her hand stopped in its tracks.

"Well you still have to come with me to report your side of this issue to the police." Her voice seemed to harden when the law got involved, 'always the little rule follower.'

"But do I though? I could single handedly, take you, along with Red over there, as well as the whole police force on by myself; I'm sure it would only take about thirty minutes anyways. Though that would be enough time for the Hunters to get over here, choices upon choices to choose from. But just to humor you, I'll come with you." I laughed out at the end, startling the blond-haired woman.


Vale Police Station

The gray, metal table felt cool, even under my black gloved hands. A small light bulb hung from a string of cords in the middle of the small room, all in all it looked like the stereotypical interrogation room from the movies.

The woman I now knew as Glynda paced back and forth in front of us, her riding crop at the ready and her mouth spouting nonsense along the lines of how we put ourselves into a dangerous situation; I just dozed off and tuned out half the conversation. The familiar feeling of rage spiked up again as I remembered Torchwick, "are we done here yet, because quite frankly I have places to be." I interrupted her mid-sentence, receiving a harsh glare for my efforts.

"No, there's someone here that would like to see you," she looked towards the red clad girl, "and you are a criminal in this city, you don't get to leave until you answer our questions."

"Do you know who you're talking to, Witch?" I snarled out.

"Reaper, Child of the Phoenix, Death himself, I could go on for hours on all the names you've been given," she snarled right back.

I launched out of my seat causing it to fall over as I vaulted over the metal table, "than you should know not to provoke me." We stood up to each other, though I was smaller it didn't take away from the wicked crimson of my aura oozing off of me.

"Now now ladies, we can all act in a civilized manner I'd think, we're all mature here yes?" A man's voice sounded out at the entrance of the room, I broke eye contact to meet the eyes of the newcomer. My red meeting his hazel in a silent clash of superiority. His gray hair certainly made him look older than he most likely was, green and brown covered his body and a cane was held in his right hand.

"Ozpin?" Memories flashed through my head at the sight of an old teacher…


Flashback Start…

A man dressed in green and brown paced in front of the flood of trainees, my back was ram rod straight and my eyes were trailing him, almost as if he'd make a move at any second and I was preparing myself. Finally, he stopped and opened his mouth, "I've come here today at the request from General Ironwood to give you all a life lesson."

Half of our faces scrunched up in disgust while the other half of us looked and listened on in interest, "first; life isn't fair but it's still good. Cherish it and never let anything go to waste, for one day there might me nothing left to go to waste."

He continued to ramble on about things of wisdom and importance, I tuned him out after the first one; I was born to fight after all, not to know what I'm fighting. The burning heat of the sun beat down on us as we stood in the clearing, waiting forever for the man to stop talking.

Suddenly I was snapped out of my thoughts by a burning sensation at the edge of my skull, I looked up only to end up meeting the man's hazel eyes, "and last but not least, remember; it's not the hunt that gives you experience, it's the one you're hunting that does." Those words struck a chord within me, playing my heart strings and making me think about what's really happening in my life.


Flashback End…

My heels clicked together as I shifted to face the man I had met long ago, my hand snapped up to the corner of my eyes.

"There's no need for that here, Lu-, Reaper," a flash of understanding echoed through his eyes as I quickly nodded my head before he said my name, "you're free to go whenever you please, though if you stay I can maybe offer some advice?"

"You can't be serious sir, she's on the top wanted list for the whole of Vale, half of Sanus even!" Glynda shouted towards the man.

"Hmmm, thanks, I'll just wait over here than," my feet carried me over to a shadowed corner of the room. She just scoffed and continued to glare at Ozpin.

"I am very serious Glynda, let's just say that Reaper here is on a mission that requires certain laws to be ignored." Ozpins voice was resolving and hard, leaving no room for argument as Glynda almost pounced on him and tore his eyes out.

Ozpin then turned, most likely readying to converse with the girl, I just tuned him out; thoughts bombarding me and twisting the scattered remnants of my head, only one piece standing out among all of them, my family. It's been years since I've seen them, once I had let for training for the Spec Ops they had broken all contact off with me: brother, father, mother.

Mother had always treated me savagely, though not in the way you'd think. She pushed me past my limits and made me break both mental and physical barriers, I'm sure I wouldn't be as powerful as I am now if it weren't for her. She always told me that, 'great things would come from me, whether good or bad; I'd accomplish feats that even the gods would yearn for,' adrenaline coursed through me at the thought.

Father was always nice to me, no matter what. Whenever I came home with an injury he would send me off to bed and bring me the things I needed, a smile graced my face under my half-mask at the thought.

Brother was… brother was the worst of them all. Quickly after he was born it was found that he didn't carry even a drop of rager blood in his veins, even distant relatives carried more blood than he did. So, that led to father and mother favoriting me and leaving him in the dust, mostly to fend for himself. He would always be angry at me, pick on me for the smallest of things, but I never lashed out; I never could, he was my brother after all, family, and family has to stick together.

"You seem to have zoned out, Reaper, is something wrong?" Ozpin's voice shattered my moment of peace. I looked around to reveal that the girl had already left.

"No sir, I was just thinking. What was it that you wanted to talk about?" Straight to the point and avoiding the question, I'm on a roll today!

"Well, even if I'm not authorized to help you directly I can still set you off into the right direction. And no matter how much I don't want to send you there, there's a club run by a man named Hei Xiong, or Junior as he calls himself. He can give you information on Torchwick's whereabouts, I wish you luck."

"Thank you, Ozpin. It's greatly appreciated."

I walked out of the police station, receiving dirty looks as the partially shattered moon hung above…

carefully watching over me…


So that was the newest chapter, one of the longest I've written actually and to think it could've been longer. Anyway reviews are always welcome and help motivate me to write faster so please do, or just leave a PM if you want. See ya next time.

May your life me shrouded in fortune, whether good or bad, for everything happens for a reason.