White: Senator in Distress
A/N~ After the positive response I got from the first chapter, I was definitely motivated to carry on with another chapter. You'd probably see the pattern I'm going here as you read on, but hope you enjoy my next introductory of our next character!
Galactic Senate Building,
Coruscant,
In light of the transfer of emergency powers to the Supreme Chancellor and thus, his declaration of war and the building of an army for the Republic against the Separatists, the Senate was well up in arms to support Palpatine and the eventual war upon their new enemies. Senators provided their aid to the Chancellor's bidding to unite the Republic to defend themselves and combat the Separatists. But not everyone was so convinced…
There were a select few Senators who disapproved of the mobilization of the Republic against former members. They dreaded the event of a war on a scale which had never been seen for over a millennium. Yet, even with all their opposition and power, it was not enough to dissuade the much larger majority of the Senate who were willing to provide the necessary funds and other resources for many benefits; personal and mutual ones.
For one planet, the war effort was a one-way ticket to fame, glory and riches beyond anything ever perceived. It was the planet Solitas. Having been part of the Republic for thousands of years, the icy and snowy world had answered the call to help support the Chancellor in his promise for war against the Separatists.
The government believed that aiding the Republic war effort would help earn much needed business deals with other members and trust within the Senate which could push it to the point of ultimate prosperity and glory.
The only problem was that it wasn't the government which fully made the decision to become part of the war. In fact, despite its stance in the conflict, the people living in Solitas were not as jubilant about the prospect of war. Many grew to oppose the declaration of war, believing that it would put them in great danger of being besieged, just as it had been so long ago, prompting them to protest for neutrality as opposed to the full-on allegiance to the Republic.
To make things worse, the government chose to believe in the idea of wartime earnings due to the prompting of one very powerful yet greedy corporation; one that many had hated to admit, but has become very essential in the growth through their ties to this major business power.
Operating within the cities of Solitas was the Schnee Mining Corporation. A mining company centred and specialized in obtaining rare and valuable resources throughout the galaxy and selling them to planets in need of the building of their militaries should the threat emerge. And now, in the midst of war, the Schnee Mining Corporation had seized the opportunity to gain the most out of their business through the selling of their minerals and more on a vast scale.
However, even if with all the planets they could sell to, many of the Senate's other representatives did not think highly of the corporation due to its controversial methods of doing business deals. As powerful as they were, the Schnee Mining Corporation has had its fair share of opposition from the Senate and most of the Senators against them were some of the most powerful as well.
To solve the problem with its people, the Solitas government had done all it could to assure the people that Solitas would be prepared to defend itself better than ever, utilizing many military endeavours to pursue a more powerful stance. After all, among all of the systems within the Remnant Coalition, Solitas was by far the most well-armed. But even with all the shiny new weapons and ships, as well as the might of the Altesian Fleet, nothing could properly end the protests for neutrality in the war.
The people needed to see reason, they thought. So, to help soothe their sorrows and fears, the government had agreed to hold an event, courtesy of the Schnee Mining Corporation. Despite the corporation's less than stellar reputation with the Galactic Senate, the people of Solitas would as least be grateful towards the company's prospects in helping Solitas grow with the money they received.
But the one thing people adore about the Corporation was a certain representative within the family who helped make the planet maintain its beautiful side. The daughter of the corporation's owner herself.
Weiss Schnee.
The white-haired girl would always hold charity concerts throughout Solitas and, in certain occasions, attend and perform for the people of Coruscant and the Republic as a whole. Her beautiful voice and charming presence brought awe to those who heard her sing. She would chant special musical numbers about peace, freedom and hope, providing the people of Solitas the chance to live in the light of Solitas' prosperity.
However, even the charm and beauty of Weiss Schnee was not enough to convince the people of the planet's stand against the Separatists. As it turned out, the one person within the Schnee family that they admired through her voice, had just become the new Senator of Solitas.
As such, politics had taken over once again. Weiss Schnee, despite being only seventeen by the time of her appointment, had agreed to represent the planet in the Senate and support the war effort. A position not many would highly regard. The announcement of the young Schnee becoming a Senator brought a mixture of hope and disgust within the people of Solitas, not to mention the same opponents of Solitas in the Senate, who thought of the idea of a Schnee becoming a Senator brought with it corruption and greed, as did most of the Corporation's business deals.
Nevertheless, Weiss moved on, proudly able to present herself to the Senate and show them that Solitas was ready for war on behalf of the government. She too believed that her father's Corporation would be able to bring the Republic much needed resources to help build up the new Grand Army itself. She hoped that even being involved in the political field, her admiration for the people of Solitas and their own love for her back would help convince the people that Solitas would be grander than ever through joining this war.
Personally, she found the Separatists to be quite weak and disgusting, choosing to leave the Republic to terrorize worlds to their benefits. A feeling which many of her opponents would find ironic considering that her father had also adopted some of these unfairly ideals.
Now, she left the gigantic chamber and the cheers of the crowd towards the Chancellor behind, she was accompanied by a man almost twice her size, wearing combat gear and armed with a staff. She was called out early due to a call from her father that she would perform for the people of Solitas again; this time to give hope to her fans that she would do her best to work with allies and win the war for the Republic and Solitas itself.
She wore a rather elegant dress fit for the sophisticated; an icy blue strapless dress with a skirt going down all the way to her feet while also wearing a long-sleeved white coat over it with sleeves made to look like bells. She wore her hair into two buns at the sides and a snowflake-shaped crown stuck on top of her neatly combed hair. To keep her hair neat and tidy, she wore a simple black headdress that kept the hair down. On her chest was a silver crown-shaped pendant that was knitted on the chest area of the dress. The dress itself was made with a gradation of ice blue and white, giving off a cold yet beautiful feel, which fit right into the theme of her home planet. (A/N~ I'm terrible with thinking about fashion unless I draw it out physically, so I'll be doing up a simple sketch and painting to her design later on in deviantArt in the future.)
As she walked along the curved corridor, passing through other dignitaries and politicians, she came across a couple of Senators who were discussing something about the Chancellor's declaration of war.
One Senator was very pale in a bad way, wrinkly and frail, but still standing proud and straight over his counterpart. The other Senator was a woman dressed in a peace-looking white dress and with short orange hair, talked to the former with much reluctance, suggesting a rather divided debate among the two.
As Weiss approached the two, they took notice of her presence, turning to greet the young Senator. The male Senator came forward to kiss her hand, a gesture not well taken from the disgusted Schnee herself.
"Greetings." he welcomed with a sultry voice. "So, you must be the new Senator of Solitas."
"Indeed, I am." Weiss proudly acknowledged.
"You look…" The Umbaran Senator grasped his chin, judging the Senator's look.
"Elegant? Beautiful?" Weiss helped to finish the sentence, but immediately, she would receive the blunt end of a Senator's distaste.
"Too young…" snarled the male Senator. Weiss was absolutely shocked by the uncalled for remark. In fact, the way the Umbaran took it, it almost sounded more like an insult.
"Excuse me?!" she snapped, blasting away with arrogance. "Do you know who you're talking to?"
"Disrespectful attitude. Egotistical pride. Indeed, a Schnee if I ever met one." The other Senator joined in with more respect and grace, but firm in her judgement.
"And if I'm not mistaken, your older sister would have been eligible to take the seat in the Senate instead." reminded the first Senator. "But then again, she is in the military. So, I have a reason to believe that your father must be desperate enough to make a seventeen-year-old like you represent Solitas in the Senate." Weiss was about to rant again, when a hand was raised in front of the pale-faced Umbaran.
"That's enough, Senator Deechi." affirmed the woman next to him. "We shall discuss our debate some other time." Taking her request to heart, the Umbaran Senator bowed in farewell and left the two female Senators on their own, snarling under his breath.
"You disgust me, Senator Mothma." uttered Weiss. "I am honoured to take the title as Senator of Solitas. And I shall serve that role proudly and for the people of my world."
"It appears you have been in the dark for too long, my dear." sighed the Senator of Chandrilla. "I am aware of your people's opinion in war. Right now, I hear that the people are pushing towards neutrality in our unfortunate conflict against the Separatist Alliance. It is a pity, really, that your government continues to jeopardize their freedom of speech."
"My father knows what is best for the planet." insisted Weiss. Nerved by the older Senator's claim of her planet scrutinizing its own inhabitants, she was not going to let her act go just because some Senator told her so.
"He is an owner of an old mining company. One known for its controversial labour laws and questionable business deals."
"But it is still one of the most important, mind you. One that the Republic would all too well accept." Weiss pointed out. "And as long as the government is on his side, we will assure to the Republic that victory is at hand. Whether we like or not, we will have Solitas prosper from our contributions to the war effort."
The Chandrillan Senator remained silent, watching this girl speak against her with pride. She would like to admit that the young Schnee had devotion to making sure her planet attains the goods to help people's lives, but her rather unpleasant behaviour and blinding loyalty to her father and his corporation continued to make her even more unsettling for Mon Mothma.
It was easy to see why the Solitas government refused to listen to its own people. It was greed, lust for power and riches courtesy of the Schnee Mining Corporation. Something she saw in most of the other Senators in the room…
"Very well, Senator Schnee." Finally, Mon Mothma had decided to not question Weiss any further, knowing that this conversation would not reach a happy ending if she kept going on. "I shall respect your resolve." She then bowed to the Schnee and left her there speechless of the Senator's leaving.
However, she did have one last thing to remind Weiss of. "But I must warn you. Even those with power can easily be shaken by the will of the people, especially when the only ones they care about are themselves…" And with that, the Senator disappeared away into the corridor. Weiss just stood there, unamused by Mothma's final words to her before leaving.
She would show everyone in the Senate that Weiss Schnee shall help to make Solitas and the Republic more powerful than ever. There was no backing down from this. All in a day's work for a Senator, she supposed.
The Schnee will rise to the occasion and we will be more powerful than ever.
She and her bodyguard resumed their trek; the man having heard the whole exchange, but refused to talk about it for fear of a rebuke from the Schnee.
Little did they know that someone was watching them from outside the building, peering from behind a window and on top of a building next to the Senate Chamber. The figure watched on as Schnee continued to walk off back to her ship to Solitas, planning on making it there before she does.
Outside a landing zone, far away from the Senate building, filled with parked airspeeders and taxis along lanes of spots, Weiss and a squad of her bodyguards, with the exception of her most trusted guard earlier, were heading for their transport back to her hotel, where she would pack up and leave for Solitas to begin the first of her planet's propaganda movement.
It was dark at night and not a single soul in sight, so the guards were extra careful and alert of their surroundings in case anyone would try to pull off a hurtful act on the Senator. The Schnee were not always invulnerable, as many had fallen victim to numerous attacks and assassination attempts. On her first day, Weiss had to learn it the hard way.
Her transport was a white and blue Luxury 3000 space yacht, which was given to her family as gift through a business partnership with SoroSuub Corporation. Sleek in design and luxurious and comfortable on the inside, it could also cruise at a speed to avoid any unnecessary entanglements.
She was sided by two lines of three guards each while walking towards her ship. Her hair was now worn free of the buns and headdress that kept it short. She was just about a few feet away from the boarding ramp leading into her ship, about walk into the safety of her cruiser.
BOOOMM!
Suddenly, it came out of nowhere. A large explosion rocked the entire area, knocking Schnee and her guards of their feet. Debris started to fly everywhere with smoke trailing behind each piece.
Shaken by the massive blast, Weiss stayed on the ground for a while before getting up from the force of the blast. Her head reeled with the constant ringing in her ears and the blurring of her vision. She started to recover from her encumbering when she saw the dreadful sight of her ship being blown to pieces.
All around her, her guards had all fallen as well, though they were all still alive. Weiss got back up to her feet and headed over to help her guards up.
"Come on!" she begged. "Get up, trooper!" She shook one of them up with both of her hands, pushing his body front and back until the guard eventually stirred from out of unconsciousness. The guard grabbed the side of his royal helmet and shaking his head from the dizzy nausea he had suffered from the shock.
"Milady…" he dizzily called. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, trooper." assured Weiss. "But our ship has been blown up!"
"Ugh…" The trooper got up to find the burning wreckage of the totalled luxury yacht. They were sure all of the people nearby could have heard the blast. She and the guard moved to pick up the rest of the fallen bodyguards in the area, grabbing the ones who were not able to move at all while helping the more fortunate ones to their feet.
As everyone recollected and helped out the wounded, Weiss made for one of the guards to discuss what had happened and what to do then.
We are not cowards. We are the Schnee family. We do not cower in times of glory and prosperity…
"I need two men to get the wounded out of here." ordered the head guard. "Everyone else still able, find out what happened." The other guards saluted, following his commands as two men volunteered to help the injured men out of the site. In the meantime, the rest of the guards walked off in search of any leads or anyone who could be responsible. The lead guard then approached the Senator. "Milady. Get to safety."
Then, instead of humbly accepting the guard's request, Weiss held out a hand, insisting on staying put to find out who would dare threaten her life. Almost a bold yet suicidal move Senators had ever pulled off before her.
"No." she said. "I will find out who did this to my ship and dares to kill me."
"But…" The guard kept on trying to convince her to stay out of harm's way, but Weiss could not accept disobedience from a royal guard.
"That is an order, soldier." She snapped coldly. The guard knew not to disobey the Senator and thus, let the Schnee carry out her own end of investigating who tried to kill her.
Now alone, Weiss was free to move about and find her would-be assassin. She took in a deep breath before moving away from the wreckage of her ship and towards the dark yet crowded space of parked vehicles, where little light illuminated only a fraction of the darkness.
The Schnee are never without our enemies. We must face them head on if we are to become what we are destined to be…
She delved deeper into the unknown, without anyone to watch her back. one would think a lonely Senator out in the open would be a dead Senator already, but Weiss was willing to take the chance. If anything, she would like to bear witness to the face of her attacker head on, honouring the Schnee name to defy any danger thrown at her.
It was getting very eerie the deeper she went. Other than the scurrying of some disgusting vermin within the vehicles, the Senator could hear nothing around her, making her even more vigilant of her surroundings. She looked hard and long, even as she was surrounded by darkness.
She then entered a cross junction where again, nothing but transports parked everywhere around her with only a dim light shining on her in the middle. Weiss still looked on, trying even harder to search for her assassin. Eventually, after minutes of searching, she began to feel like putting an end to the hunt and accept that the assassin must had fled the scene. However, she still could not easily give up.
A Schnee was always a hot target for any potential enemy. There was no point running from the danger. If history proved anything; a cowardly Schnee is a dead Schnee, which was why she had to train extra hard in the art of combat and war in preparation for what could happen to her. As luck would have it, unfortunately, she would have a lot of enemies to face.
That was when she would end up meeting her first enemy face-to-face.
CLICK!
"Huh?" From out of the shadows, she heard a faint clicking noise coming from out of nowhere.
BWUIM!
A loud bang was heard. In no time, Weiss was alerted to the danger and quickly ducked before the yellow energy shot could hit her. The shot passed, hitting an airspeeder behind her. Reflexes from her years in training had saved her life.
Now, she was sure that someone was still out there to silence her for good, and it was time to meet her assassin and challenge whoever he or she was.
"Who are you?!" "You dare threaten the life of…!"
BRROOMMMM!
Suddenly, another shocking blast was heard. This one sounded off longer than any gunshot. The zooming sound got closer as Weiss saw what appeared to be a trail of boosting flames coming out of something flying her way.
It landed, revealing itself to be a person, crouching down from its brief flight to the ground. The figure soon showed his true form. He rose as a warrior, from the looks of his armour.
Silver body armour worn on his torso with some simple carving on it. He also wore a black long-sleeved shirt and long pants underneath the armour with pads strapped onto the shoulders and knees. Probably most intimidating of all was what was worn over the head.
A helmet with two sharp spikes on the top sides of it, and a T-shaped visor with the two ends of the letter being triangle-shaped.
"Whoever you are, you picked on the wrong Schnee…" Weiss reached for her pocket, ready to defend herself against her attacker. From there, she took out a small short sword, silver all over with a thin blade with multiple edges along it. A pair of patterns lined up on the blade made of glass. The hilt of the sword was built with a cylindrical chamber in the middle, and a trigger at the grip of the weapon.
Steady yourself. Do not falter. A Schnee never falters… especially in poise and balance…
She kept her legs straight, faced her side towards her opponent and pointed her blade towards her opponent in a sophisticated style, gentle but deadly. Graceful yet strong. She waited for her enemy to make the first move. All there was a minute of silence and no movement came from either side.
The armoured assassin waited for the Senator to make her own move as well. He was quite surprised that his target was defiant against him, how some fancy heiress of a business corporation could actually have the guts to stand up against him. But he let her have it her way, drawing out a pair of weapons at his disposal; a blaster on one hand and a long black and white sword on the other. Seeing that her opponent had a gun on his side, Weiss pulled out another weapon from her belt; a white DT-29 revolver; a gift from an officer and family friend, who was assigned to the Republic Corps of Engineers.
Finally, the Senator completed her preparation by removing the long skirt coming down her legs, dropping it on the ground. In its place was a shorter but sturdier combat skirt which would help her gain more manoeuvrability against her opponent.
The two were now engaged in a duel of unorthodox proportions; blade and blaster in hand for each side. The standoff lasted another minute as they assessed each other's stances.
Then, wasting no more time, the assassin moved first, aiming his sword towards Weiss. The Senator prepared to meet the dark vibrosword with her own weapon. When they got close, the blades finally clash.
Weiss' silver edgy blade struck the smoother blade of the assassin before pushing each other off; the two once again at opposite ends. The assassin charged forward again and swung his sword from above, striking down on the Schnee. She managed to defend herself by parrying the sword strike with her own, protecting her head from being split into two.
The moment she broke off the attack, she made her own attempt, slicing from the side. The assassin also blocked her attack and let a flurry of continuous sword strikes hit his blade over and over without any window of opportunity for the next few seconds.
Once the Senator was done with her barrage, the assassin made his move and escaped the thin blade's wrath by flipping backwards in the air. In mid-air, the armoured warrior fired his blaster on Weiss, letting loose a few shots of yellow lasers towards her.
Weiss practically danced through the blitzing lasers as she dragged backwards as if she was skating on ice while the bolts all hit the ground. She then gave her revolver a shot and fired one round of her own. A blue laser flew for the assassin, only for him to use his blade to knock away the shot.
Soon, the swords duel became a gunfight as the two traded blaster fire using their firearms. They ran sideways, shooting their weapons while they sped for cover. Laser shots made holes across the area, vandalizing vehicles and walls alike.
Weiss took cover behind an airspeeder while the assassin used his jetpack to accelerate up onto a storage trailer; both ceasing fire to reload their guns. The assassin was the first to finish up loading a new energy charge and looked across from the trailer for the Senator, not knowing her exact position from his running.
Weiss then finished reloading, ready to fire again. She then slowly poked her head over her cover spot, looking for the crook. The moment she popped out, a blaster shot nearly zapped her head off, hitting the bumper of the vehicle almost inches away from her face and forcing her to retreat back to cover.
As the Senator hid back, the assassin moved forward, blaster locked onto the vehicle Weiss was still behind. He slowly stepped bit by bit trying not scare her out of stepping forward and shooting at him. With his quiet steps, Weiss would be unable to hear the assassin approaching her.
While he was about to get close, Weiss waited for the right time to make her move to shoot back. She grabbed the pistol to her head, hearing for any steps within the silence. All the while, she heard nothing. She couldn't hear the assassin coming for her and the suspense was killing her. She was itching to move and end the fight.
Compose yourself… A Schnee must know bravery within the face of adversity…
She took a deep breath to get herself back to focus. With one strong urge to move, she pushed herself forward and had her finger on the trigger to fire upon her opponent straight to his face. However, when she popped out, all she saw was nothing and no one. The assassin had vanished…
The Senator didn't know what to expect. The assassin could pop out of anywhere and get an edge on her. She took the chance and walked forward, blaster aimed around and her other free hand to her holstered blade. She crept forward, scanning the area for any sign of her attacker.
A minute had passed and still, nothing came out to get her. The quiet atmosphere gave Weiss the chills as she continued to look for the assassin. The dark parking zone provided no such trace of his whereabouts, apart from the collateral damage left behind by their gun fight.
Then, Weiss spun around. From out of nowhere, the assassin leapt from nowhere and thrust his blade towards her. She acted quickly and pulled out her Myrtenaster blade before the enemy's blade could cut her down, barely saving herself from a nasty end.
The two parted their blades in a flash before resuming another flurry of sword clashes. Weiss was more on the defensive; choosing to let the assassin wear himself out as he swung on while she did her best to defend or dodge every slash thrown at her. Swing after swing, block after block, the two continued
The assassin swung from the side with Weiss blocking the attack again. She made her move and swung her arm around to swipe the assassin. This time, she was successful in making the shot, scoring a hit by scratching the shoulder and forcing the assassin back.
The helmet-wearing warrior looked at the damage caused by the Schnee; a long slash mark across the armour pad. He looked back at Weiss, who was smirking at her successful strike on the warrior's armour. Growling inside, the assassin felt his fists shaking in fury, refusing to be humiliated by a mere rich girl and her antiquated choice of weaponry.
His anger was fuelled and the assassin dashed forward to get his payback with Weiss ready for more. The assassin definitely amped up his game as he swung his sword even stronger than before.
Weiss felt the increase of strength rather well, the force of the initial blow almost knocked her blade off her hand. But she persevered, allowing the assassin to let his rage out on her. He swung forward as Weiss parried the strike with her blade upwards. Another swing to the leg and Weiss perfectly caught his blade before it could do the damage there. The third time he tried to attack the Senator by lunging forward to her chest, Weiss again dodged the attack and let the blade run past her before giving the assassin a shove away from her.
When the opportunity arises… a Schnee knows when to take the goods while they are still within reach.
Now, it was Weiss' turn to attack, rushing forward to seize the chance to take on the warrior while he was being tossed aside. The assassin did not have much time to react as he haphazardly pulled out his blaster and fired aimlessly at the Senator. Unfortunately for Weiss, this had put her off from her attempt to attack the hunter. She then nearly fell as she dragged her feet to stop her advance.
But… a Schnee must advance with pride… not foolishness.
Once the Senator had stopped, the assassin made his move again and fired his blaster at Weiss. The Senator let her blade protect her, shifting her body around to deflect the blaster fire with haste. The sudden trick the assassin had pulled completely damaged her focus as panic overrode her arrogance.
The armoured assassin kept firing his weapon at her, pushing her backwards more and more. Finally, down to his last shots, one blaster bolt did the trick; sniping the Schnee's blade away from her hand. He struck with rapid speed, making the move to kill. Weiss was just about to get her blaster out, but the assassin was quicker and in one fell swoop…
SLASH!
Pain. There was only that…
Weiss was suddenly riddled with agonizing pain and shock as the blade of the assassin slashed her left eye. She closed her eyes just in time, but the blade had already seared through the skin of her eyelid, barely protecting the eye itself, but left a gashing wound across the skin surrounding it.
Failure must NOT be tolerated. Failure only leads to weakness. Weakness… leads to disaster…
She held her hands to her injured eye as a terrible stinging feeling surged throughout while holding in her desire to scream painfully by gritting her teeth so hard they could almost shatter. The pain was too much for the Senator to take as blood trickled down her face, nearly staining the otherwise clear white dress as it dropped to the floor. She had no choice but to fall to the floor to put pressure on the wound.
The assassin saw his chance at last. Sharpening his blade with his shoulder pad, he walked forward to finish off the fallen Schnee. He could just run forward and end it, pierce his blade right to the heart of this whiny Senator, but even he felt like it would be a waste of time. Instead, he decided to do it the old fashion way.
Slit the throat and watch as the target gasp her last breath.
Weiss just sat there, still clutching her eye. Her hands were now full of blood from the wound. She opened her other eye to see her would-be killer approaching her, blade dropped down to the floor and dragged along to deliver an ear-jerking screeching sound.
There was almost nothing she could do but massage the pain, and that was probably going to be her last action.
A Schnee is untouched, undeterred, and undefeated...
She couldn't have the time to use her weapons; get the blade back or even use her blaster. She was suffering too much pain in her eye to do anything. Without a proper vision, she felt hopeless to stop her killer from ending her life. She could only back away, letting go of her one arm to drag herself backwards while the other hand still held her wound.
For all her life, she never suffered such a heavy blow in forever. The wound was going to be a constant scar, not only physical, but also a mental one. She would never let this slip past her family. A completely terrible wound which she would not take lightly.
Not that the assassin cared anyway. He just steadied his blade for the kill, ready to put an end to this sophisticated scum of a target. He raised the blade in the air and finally slammed it towards the girl, supposedly ending the fight and the life of a Schnee who just got elected as a Senator.
CLASH!
It is not over…
No. It was not over…
The blade had just stopped when it hit, not the fleshy skin of a Senator, but rather the hard, solid metal of her weapon…
The assassin watched in shock as Weiss somehow pulled her blaster at the last moment as a last ditch effort to protect herself from a fatal blow. She had her head down, still trying to ignore the pain suffered at her eye.
Then, slowly she raised her head to face her assassin. A trail of blood was seen from top to bottom across her eye. She was able to open the eye to reveal that the eye was still intact and rather healthy, as if the blade had never struck it in the first place. With both of her eyes staring coldly at her attacker, it was time to deliver her ultimate pay back.
Even as a Schnee falls, one must NEVER show weakness.
With one push, she shoved the assassin away before cocking her revolver to shoot a nicely-aimed hit on his blaster, sending it flying away from his hand. The warrior himself staggered back from the force of Weiss' last-second counter.
The Schnee then rose to her feet and picked up her Myrtenaster from the floor. She then decided to sheathe her blaster away but not before looking at the huge gapping crack on the blaster's top. She was going to have to explain this to the person who gifted the weapon to her.
All she had left was Myrtenaster; the one weapon that proved to be her saving grace more times than she could count. The blade has been part of her family for generations and has protected and served the Schnee for countless centuries. Now, with the honour of the family in her hands, she knew she had to rise up and take the blade as her own. She was going to put it to good use and defeat this assassin, once and for all.
Do not let those who oppose us seize the day.
In a surprising twist, Weiss moved her index finger to a button on the sword hilt. Pressing the button, it triggered the revolving chamber and clicked it in place. The fancy patterns on her blade began to light up in a bright orange-red light and could feel a rise in heat around the metal blade. And then, the biggest surprise of all; the sword began brighten up into a fiery flame surging across the blade. It was no Jedi's lightsaber, but it was certainly spectacular nonetheless.
Admiration had to wait. Weiss had some ground to regain. Her heart and blood burning as hot as the fire around her weapon. If she was going to go back home with the scars forced into her, she was going to at least come home with a victory to compensate for the tragic pain she had endured from her enemy.
Fight for your victory. Fight for glory. Fight…
For the Schnee family name…
And the fight continued. With a fiery sword in hand, Weiss flew forward to challenge her bewildered opponent. She swung her weapon at the warrior, a blazing trail following behind. The searing hot blade collided with the assassin's own and the flames fanned towards him. He could feel the heat flushed upon his hands, causing him to flinch from the sudden burn.
Weiss was hardly done. She then swished her sword again, poking towards the assassin's face which pushed him back from being burned by the scorching blade. He tried to counter back with his blade, but the Senator blocked the attack and furiously brushed it aside. It was as if the fire projected from the blade was also giving her more power in her strikes, but in truth, it was her growing anger towards her foe that was driving her to the extreme.
Yet, the angered heiress was still being as graceful as she could, sliding through her enemy like competing against another lousy ice skater. She danced her way through on and on, fencing and lunging her weapon at the assassin while he desperately tried to defend himself from the furious swipes. Every burning slice she made only made him even more agitated and cautious of his movements.
She swung left and right; the assassin successfully parrying the strikes before he spun backwards to fire his blaster at Weiss. The Senator focused on the energy bolts and used her blade to block the projectiles like a Jedi Knight would with his or her lightsaber, only without the lasers being bounced back towards the shooter.
He then switched back to his own sword and resumed fighting the Senator close up. He lashed out his weapon at the Schnee's own, trying to swipe it off her hand. However, Weiss' determination had clearly made her stronger, allowing her to withstand strike after strike. The flame on her sword helped to destabilize her opponent's stance as the fire burnt over him with each lashing.
The assassin threw with all his might and made one more powerful power slash on the Schnee, hoping that she would run out of energy at this point. Ironically, it was pretty much the other way around.
Finally, Weiss had just about enough of this foolish conflict. It was going to end with one outcome. Her victory.
She clicked on the button on her sword again and the chamber loaded in a new form of energy to her blade. The flame of her sword had been snuffed out, replaced by a colder and brighter aura sprinkling white snowflake-like particles as it filled the blade. An icy power befitting a Senator of Solitas.
With her sword now powered with the freezing aura, Weiss sped forward and slashed her blade at the assassin. Now, every swing brought with it a chilling surge that would somehow race up to the enemy's blade and sting his arm from the freezing power. If that was the case, then the assassin had to be careful not to get Myrtenaster to strike his body for fear of a direr consequence.
There was no mercy from the Senator as she carried on slashing and throwing her cold power towards the assassin, slowing him down by giving his body almost numbing sensations and thus weakening him. The fight was almost one-sided as he began to lose grip on his weapon. Then, he made one desperate effort and swung forward to take Weiss by surprise. However, his swing was just too slow and stumbled forward.
This gave Weiss the opportunity to finish this fight for good. As the assassin's back was facing her, she gave one spin and gave her sword one huge swing and, coupled with its freezing power, made a final strike at the assassin's back. The back armour padding was scratched with one huge cut at the otherwise durable metal.
The assassin himself felt the full blow of the cut, searing through his skin. It felt like his flesh had been torn apart, but it was really the tangling feeling of the sword's aura stinging into his body. The freezing fury of the weapon had taken a toll on his body, making it entirely numb in one go. Unable to feel his body anymore, the warrior could not move properly as he weakly fell to the ground almost like a branch with no signs of movement on his limbs.
Weiss had come around after her attack and turned to watch her attacker now flat on the floor. She clutched her eye again after enduring the stinging pain from the wound. She wanted to grin and mock her opponent, but her wounds were too unbearable to even muster joy in her victory.
All she could do now was walk forward and address the assassin's defeat, let him answer for his crimes against a member of the Schnee family and Senator of the Republic. She came to his fallen body with caution, hoping that her attack did its job.
The body of the assassin continued to stay still as Weiss came closer to him. It looked like he already bit the bullet, defeated by the sheer might of the Senator's power and grace in battle. Weiss kept on inching closer to his fallen body, anticipating her victory upon him would lead to a better understanding on whatever it was that was targeting her or anyone involved with her. To be sure, she kept her weapon pointed at him in case he would pull off anything foolish.
She was about a foot away from the assassin; blade still directed at him. Then, that was when she noticed movement from the fallen warrior. She stopped herself to give her opponent some space to see what he would do now that he was practically defenceless.
However, it was far from the truth. Suddenly, in an instant, the assassin managed to twist his body and deliver a blinding kick to Weiss' hand. The force of the kick knocked her weapon away from her hand. The Senator was too stunned to act back, baffled by the assassin's persistence against the elements. It would also seem like the guy was faking his injuries to sucker punch her.
As she looked on, the assassin just jumped back up and stared down on the Senator. It was now his turn to overpower his opponent. Weiss panicked and grabbed for her blaster to try and shoot him down. However, the warrior was quicker as he fired his own weapon at her own, blasting it away like he did with Myrtenaster.
Finally, the last thing he did to her was give her one more painful kick to the chest and all Weiss could do was let the foot slam her and force her down to the ground. The warrior's foot smashed her down tightly, making it impossible to get back up. She tried to punch the leg of the warrior and that was all she could do. But the warrior continued to stare down at his quarry. Once he grabbed his blaster, he aimed it at the Senator's head.
Weiss was now faced with a blaster to her face, instantly shutting her down of all attempts to free herself from the assassin's foothold. Hope was lost before her eyes and there was almost nothing she could do now. Her first day as a Senator may had well been her last… She closed her eyes, waiting for the worst to happen.
The assassin's finger inched closer to grip the trigger and was about to fire the weapon mercilessly, giving himself a few seconds to watch her opponent cower a little more before her much deserved death…
"Momma!"
Suddenly, the assassin was triggered by the sound of a high-pitched voice coming from behind him. He turned around and there he saw two people watching him about to commit the execution. Weiss too had seen the two people when she heard that cry and was horrified to see what was going on. The two people were a mother and a child…
An Ithorian mother with her kid were probably about to enter her air transport when they caught the sight of the assassin about to claim his kill. The child grew horrified at the haunting sight of the assassin's horrid look, while the mother shield her son by putting him behind her, but she too was frightened by the deathly stare of the warrior looking at them.
To the assassin, these two Ithorians, no matter how innocent they were, had seen what he was going to do. They had just become witnesses to a crime… There was only one way this had to end.
"No." Weiss mumbled in horror, fearful for what the assassin was about to do. And indeed, her suspicions were confirmed. The assassin kept the Senator pinned to the floor before he moved his blaster and aimed it at the family. "NO!"
The child moved deeper behind his mother, now in tears and crying for his mother. The mother herself bent down to comfort her child, but she could not keep her eyes off the killer who was about to shoot them. She constantly begged him not to shoot, letting out a hand and trying to show that she and her child needed each other.
The assassin didn't listen and had his finger wrapped around the weapon trigger and ready to fire. With no option left, a helpless Weiss and the family covered their eyes; the mother giving her child one last embrace before their impending doom.
Then, at once, the assassin…
…
…
Nothing…
"Huh?" Weiss opened her eyes to see the doomed family. She was certain the assassin had finished them off in cold blood. But to her utter surprise, the mother and child were far from killed.
They were still alive and standing. The mother too looked up, surprised about her survival. What happened to the assassin? Was he not going to shoot? Did he run out of ammo? Or… could it be?
No, Weiss thought. There was no way he could have had hesitated. She had spent that entire ten minutes fighting this assassin who had tried to take her life, engaging her in a merciless duel that ended in the cutting of her left eye and almost driven to the point of her execution.
Then, she looked up to see the assassin with his foot still down on her stomach and blaster aimed at the Ithorian family. And that was it. He just stood there just looking at the family, still as a statue. But nothing had happened. It just stayed that way for a minute.
For a moment, Weiss could have sworn she had seen something quite peculiar. The assassin looked at the Ithorians a little longer before, in a surprising twist, pulled away his blaster, not going to commit his bloody rampage on anyone.
Weiss just stared at the strange occurrence with so much confusion. The Ithorians wasted no time and ran for their lives away from the crime scene. The assassin still stayed put. Weiss couldn't see it, but if she could, she would have noticed that his head had lowered down, as if he had somehow regretted threatening the mother and child.
However, she had no time to know for sure. Suddenly, there was a soothing sound that relaxed her nerves. It was the sounds of sirens roaring from afar. The assassin noticed this too and looked back at the Senator. Weiss stayed still, again, fearing that she was not out of the woods yet. He could still end her life here and now before anyone could do anything.
But, she had not expected what had happened next. The assassin just lifted his foot away and stepped away from the fallen Schnee. She hesitated a little, but she then lifted herself up to relieve herself of the aching she had taken from being stepped on for that long minute. Her head was down when she clutched her stomach, but when she looked up to face her would-be killer, she was shocked to find that the assailant was nowhere to be found.
He was gone, leaving Weiss behind, shattered and cut up and almost to the point of death. But still, she survived, no more threatened by the assassin in any way. He must had fled the scene before the authorities could even arrive.
Weiss didn't care though. As curious as she was, why that assassin did not do what was meant for her didn't matter. Help had arrived and she was lucky enough to survive. But the damage had been done and now she feared that her image would be scarred if she didn't do anything about the wound in her eye and the explanation for falling victim to her almost-killer to her father.
"Senator Schnee!" Then, she was suddenly called upon by the alarmed voice of her head bodyguard. He was seen running towards her with the utmost concern. The guard stopped in front of her, frantic to know of her condition. "Are you alright, milady?" When he laid his eyes on her face, however, there was only horror. A bleeding trail of blood coming across her left eye. "Your eye…" He could only keep his mouth agape after witnessing the injury sustained to her. Weiss just shook her head, not wanting to discuss further of the humiliating topic.
"I'm fine, captain." she insisted forcefully. It was not enough to deter the captain of her guard, who continued to show his concern for her.
"But…" The captain tried to voice out, but his words went interrupted as Weiss raised her hand in front of him.
"Captain…" she slowly but strictly said. "I. Am. Fine…" Just watching the Senator's face of distress was enough to silence the captain. He had no choice but to comply with the heiress' demand to skip the subject.
"As you wish, milady." He bowed hesitantly, not wanting to go on any further. But the worries continued to linger in his head. Nevertheless, he returned to accompanying the Senator to safety while the city's security droids swarmed into the scene to clean up and identify the damages.
Weiss cursed mentally, knowing that she would have to answer some questions once she had recovered from her encounter. She did not want to think about having her father's corporation paying for the damages done by her scuffle with the assassin.
Speaking of whom, she had wondered who the attacker was. Where did he come from? What was his motive for her killing? If he was a bounty hunter, who would be so cold to put a price on her head? All of her questions really needed to be answered.
"Although I wish I knew of the fiend responsible for the attempt on my life." she expressed her concern aloud. Then, her thoughts had caught the attention of her captain, who stopped her in her tracks, catching her by surprise.
"What did he look like? What did he want from you?" he asked. Weiss grabbed her eye after some stinging resumed. But she took it like a Schnee and braved the pain. Once she relieved herself of her pain, she continued to answer her loyal captain.
"I don't know." she shook her head, feeling unsure of what to make of her attacker. All she could provide were the physical details. "From the looks of it, the assassin appeared to be wearing some combat uniform. He was armed with a blaster and a blade. An ancient blade if you ask me." She relayed all the information given to her guard and for the last bit, she somehow mentioned to him the more significant details.
"And he was a strange helmet with a T-shaped visor and flew around in a jetpack and…"
"Wait!" Suddenly, her captain spoke in a shocked manner. "Did you say, helmet with a T-shaped visor?" The look on his face indicated much to Weiss. There was something he could had known about what that helmet was and what could it mean for the assassin. She immediately asked him again.
"Captain?" She called for him, but all she got was him walking off, holding his chin as he pondered on. Weiss grew impatient right away, eager to know what he had in mind. "I demand to know what you are implying to." Finally, after making sure that his suspicions were spot on, he turned back to face the woman he had been chosen to protect.
That was all he was meant to do. Protect Weiss Schnee, and nothing more. But as an associate of the Schnee Mining Corporation, he felt that he needed to report anything involving possible threats against her. Thus, he knew he had to tell Weiss about what he feared would come.
"Your Grace." he stated. "We have to deliver you back to Solitas immediately." Weiss thought to herself; yes. That was what she was going to do anyway. However, the urgency was evident in her captain's face. This could mean something was just not right with the situation. Something… dangerous.
"You are in danger, milady." the captain continued. "And from what you described your assassin to be, I'm afraid we could be dealing with the worst kind of assassins."
Now, it was starting to make sense. Weiss knew that of all the possible culprits or threats out there to endanger her and her family, there was only one so ruthless, so merciless that could be described as such by the captain.
"You mean…?" Weiss frowned, afraid. She wanted to hope that her captain had been referring to something else that could be deemed doable in dealing with, but the captain just nodded.
"Yes, milady." He said, before delivering the answer that sent shivers down Weiss' spine. "Mandalorians."
Not far from where Weiss had overcome her brush with death, someone else was watching her from afar. Above the rooftops of a nearby building, a lone figure hid behind a power generator, where the shadows concealed him from the blinding spotlight of a passing security hovercraft. Once the vehicle had passed, the figure emerged into the light of a neon sign, revealing himself to be none other than the assassin.
After his failed assassination attempt, he continued to watch his quarry escorted out of the parking lot. He could only shake his head, regretting letting the Senator go.
The assassin, wanting to refresh himself from the stress and frustration of losing his chance of killing the Senator, removed his helmet, revealing his head.
However, after the helmet was taken off, long black hair came dropping down, freed by the compressed space of his helmet. On top of the head, there was a peculiar feature to the assassin.
A pair of feline ears…
And the face was pale and presented somewhat with beauty and softness. But the only thing that stood out were the pair of yellow glowing eyes which looked quite different from any human ones; the irises being smaller like a cat's. A black headband wrapped around the forehead had a metal plate which also had a symbol like a skull of a narglatch with two tusk-like spikes speared out from the sides.
As it turned out, he… was a she. And she was no ordinary assassin.
The feline assassin leaned back at the power generator, wondering on how she was going to explain her failure to her superiors.
She paced about in her mind, asking herself, what was she thinking?
She was so close to ending the life of her target, fulfilling her needs to ascend to a higher purpose. But she let her go and she now wondered why. There was probably a clear reason why she refused to do any harm.
Those Ithorians. They simply got in the way of her execution of the heiress and the only way she could had removed them as witnesses was to simply end their own lives as well. However, deep within her heart, inside that seemingly heartless form, she just couldn't do it. She couldn't bring down an innocent family. It was just not her. Or at least, she felt like so.
However, forgetting about the mother and child, she had to think about her inability to end the life of the Schnee she managed to defeat after much fighting. It was her objective and her desire to finish off the Senator herself. But somehow, within all that arrogance and pride, there was something that the assassin found that was… touching. Something that she had never thought she would found in a Schnee.
A concern for others… Something that the assassin could relate to.
Her trance into doubt was then interrupted by the beeping of her communicator. She took it out and responded to the call, projecting the image of a mysterious figure covered completely in black robes and had his face revealed with nothing more than a white mask with red markings and a pair of horns sticking out.
"Blake." the caller spoke. "Did you successfully terminate the target?" The assassin named Blake Belladona refused to speak to the man with pride, ashamed to even look the man in the eye.
"Negative." She answered in a quiet reluctant voice. Her uneasiness was easily noticed by the man in the hologram, who was also quick to point out her reluctance.
"You seem hesitant, my dear." said the red-haired figure. "Did you regret trying to take out the Senator?" His questions were asked in an almost inquisitive way that continued to put Blake in her place. Despite his controlling presence, the black-haired Faunus girl relented, refusing to reveal her true feelings.
"No." she objected.
"Then what is it?" The figure continued to question her again, but Blake did not give in.
"It's nothing, Adam." she insisted. Finally, Adam seemed to have bought it and just let her be. However, one thing remained clear. Blake had failed to accomplish her mission and Adam was not pleased at all.
"Well, this is unfortunate." he muttered. "Return to the clan immediately. Viszla will not be pleased." Blake sighed at the mention of that name. It would be an unwelcome trip home when she reached back to Mandalore to report on her failure.
"Yeah, okay. Blake, out." After complying with the inevitable, Blake had put off her call with Adam and put her communicator back onto her belt. She then looked back at the parking lot, thinking of what could have been her chance to ascend to the ranks of her clan's honourable warriors, only to lose it because of her inability to make the hard decisions.
Her loyalty to the clan of the White Fang made her the stealthy and merciless assassin she had been trained to be. However, these times were almost heavy on Blake, reminding her of the troubles of her actions that made her somewhat uncomfortable and at worst, actually mortified.
This all brought a brewing question which needed time to be thought over, clouding her mind of her devotion to the cause.
Was being a member of the White Fang really worth it…?
TO BE CONTINUED…
A/N~ And that is my chapter dedicated to debuting Weiss and the foreshadowing of the next chapter.
Initially, I wanted Weiss to be a Jedi like Ruby, and to form a rivalry with her in a similar fashion to their love-hate relationship in the anime. However, this is a Star Wars fan writing the story, and he is really hoping to expand the galaxy a bit XD I wanted to show the political side of Star Wars and how the RWBY world can integrate itself into it, which is why I decided to open up a slot for a character to represent the political side of the RWBY worlds. And Weiss was the perfect candidate for the job. Thus, she is now a Senator instead of a Jedi. To explain the power of her weapon, which is a Star Wars version of Myrtenaster, I will do so in a future chapter, so stay tuned.
With so much world-building being done, I've decided to plan out a series of chapters dedicated to showing the history of RWBY's worlds into the Star Wars galaxy, like how Rooster Teeth did with the 'World of Remnant' videos. Hopefully, my ideas are agreeable and believable, being able to blend right into the lore.
So, what do you guys think of the story so far? Leave a review, a like or a follow and I'll be grateful for that! Thank you so much and may the Force be with you!
