Welcome to Beacon's WATCH! My first original story, and one that you will hopefully enjoy. Fair warning things are going to go off the rails pretty damn quickly, so hang on folks it's gonna be a bumpy ride! I do not own Overwatch or RWBY...the hype of Volume 5 has taken me and this is the result...that is all. ENTER...pretty much everyone else you know and love, plus two new additions. Italics are inner-thoughts
Beacon's Watch Chapter II
Introductions Part I
"You want to come to my school?" Ozpin asked, leaning forward once more.
"More than anything." Ruby said, a hint of desperation in her voice.
Ozpin's eyes widened slightly and looked up at Glynda who rolled her eyes and gave a noncommittal grunt.
"Well okay." Ozpin stated, smirking ever so slightly at the rush of excitement and shock that filled the young girls moonlit eyes.
A day later…High Above the Vale Skyline, in a Swan-Wing Air Bus Heading to Beacon
Ruby's face contorted into an embarrassed grimace as her sister pulled her into a bone cracking hug.
"I can't believe my little sister is going to Beacon with me!" Yang Xiao Long cried, a bright smile on her face as she aggressively squeezed her sister to her. She was about a head taller, with vibrant lilac eyes and a mane of golden hair that stood in contrast with her sisters shorter black-and-red bob cut. Compared to Ruby's rather conservative black-and-red outfit of a long sleeve blouse, skirt, stocking and combat boots accompanied by her length red cloak and black ammo belt, a silver rose shaped brooch clasped to it, Yang's outfit was rather haphazard and showy.
A brown leather jacket over a low cut yellow crop top, both of which ended above her belly button, and black mini-shorts covered from the back with pleated leather half skirt that continued into a see-through white fabric, her ammo belts sat on the brown belt it hung from, a bright golden flaming heart emblazoned on the right-hand side of the skirt, the same symbol was stitched into the crop top over her left breast. To complete her outfit she wore a purple handkerchief tied around her left leg, black fingerless gloves, knee high orange socks and brown combat boots. A yellow-and-black metallic bracelet hung on each wrist, glinting lightly in the midday sun.
"This is the best day ever!" Yang continued, hugging her sister even tighter.
"Please stop." Ruby croaked out, struggling slightly against her sibling's embrace.
"But I'm so proud of you!" Yang cried, releasing her sister, a giddy smile on her face.
"Really, sis, it was nothing." Ruby dissuaded, looking around nervously, as a rather chipper girl and a monstrously tall walked past.
"What do you mean?" Yang asked, gesturing wildly, "What you did last night was incredible! Everyone at Beacon is going to think you're the bee's knees!"
"I don't want to be the 'bee's knees, okay?" Ruby cried slightly panicked, "I don't want to be any kinds of knees! I just want to be a normal girl with normal knees."
"What's with you?" Yang asked, shooting her sister a questioning look, "Aren't you excited?"
"Of course I'm excited...I just…" Ruby sighed, "I got moved ahead two years. I don't want people to think I'm special or anything."
Yang's face softened into a somewhat motherly smile as she threw her arm around Ruby, "But you are special."
Taking her eyes of the video-screen before her, Tracer adjusted her jacket for what must have been the tenth time as she stared around at her soon to be classmates. A taller blonde boy caught her eye as leaned against the wall opposite them, his face slowly turning a sickly shade of green.
"He looks nervous." Tracer said, nudging Winston and nodding in the boys direction. Her companion was dressed in a black turtleneck, a set of burnt orange pants, and a similarly colored set of fingerless gloves in place of shoes. Over which he wore a set of greyed plasteel vambraces, gauntlets and chest piece. Completing the entire look was a slightly disheveled lab coat with the sleeves missing, and a large burnt orange half moon with the outlinings of a smiling face in white on the back. His kanabo rested along his right shoulder, the end sparking ever so slightly.
"You look nervous." Winston noted, pushing his glasses up as he turned to look at the student she was nodding at, "He looks like he's about to be sick."
"Pfft, I'm not nervous..." Tracer began to say, only for Winston to shoot a knowing look over his glasses at her, "Okay so I'm nervous...how'd you notice."
"You fidget while you're nervous." Winston deadpanned, cocking an eyebrow at her, "Well actually you never stop fidgeting, it just gets worse when your nervous."
Tracer stuck her tongue out at him, before looking down at herself once more. Her grandmother's brown flight jacket fit her surprisingly well, as did the bright yellow goggles that were currently perched in her spiked brown hair. Underneath the jacket she wore a simple white light yellow shirt and white scarf. She wore a set of paint stained light blue leggings and her slightly marred blue-and-yellow running shoes. Stitched into the left shoulder of her jacket was a light blue clock with the wings of a bird in place of hands. Her guns were holstered on her wrists, jutting out like a pair of shark fin.
Her mind screeched to a halt as video-screen changed to a news channel, revealing an image of a snide looking man with vibrant orange hair, dark green eyes with just a touch of eyeshadow around his left eye, dressed in a red-lined white coat a grey scarf and black shirt.
"Wanted Criminal Roman Torchwick launched another daring raid last night against a local dust shop." The reporter stated, "However thanks to the quick thinking and actions of a yet unnamed Huntress, his plan was foiled."
A video appeared on screen of a small figure with a red hood and black-and-red skirt took several criminals to task with what appeared to be an absolutely massive scythe.
"Whoa." Tracer said looking around, noticing several other people were marveling at the rapid paced decimation of the crooks, "Who is that?"
"Judging by her reaction I'd say the girl about ten feet to your left." Winston stated, carefully examining the girl's fighting style. Tracer meanwhile, turned to look excitedly, catching sight of a proudly beaming…blonde beauty of a girl and a rapidly reddening girl who was dressed exactly like the one in the video and who now appeared to be trying to hide inside her cape.
"Stare any harder and you'll burn a roll through her chest." Winston joked, causing Tracer to whirl around with a blush on her face nearly as impressive as the hooded girl.
"Shut up." Tracer stated, playfully punching him in the arm, drawing a chuckle as he turned back to the video-screen.
"If any information on Roman Torchwick's whereabouts or those of his accomplices please contact Vale Police Department." The reporter finished, "Back to you, Lisa."
"Thank you Cyril." Lisa Lavender stated, with a coached smile, "In other news this Saturday's Faunus Civil Rights protest turned dark when members of the White Fang disrupted the ceremony."
Winston's expression fouled, a low growl reverberating in his chest. Lena reached out and squeezed his hand, which instinctively closed around her's utterly enveloping it.
"You alright?" Lena asked.
"Yeah." Winston said, shaking his head slightly, "Just some bad memories."
"The once peaceful organization has now disrupted..." Lisa began to say before the news feed disappeared, being replaced with the visage of a stern looking woman with white blonde hair pulled up in a bun, vibrant green eyes behind ovular glasses, dressed in a white blouse, black high waisted pencil skirt and frayed purple cape.
"Hello and welcome to Beacon." The woman stated with a rather proper tone.
"Who's that?" Tracer asked.
"That's…" Winston began to say before a somewhat snarky female voice cut him off.
"Glynda Goodwitch, Combat Instructor and Vice Headmaster of Beacon Academy. Graduated Top of her class at Atlas Academy, was in line to be the next Member of the Watch, never picked a codename. Her weapon is a riding crop which she uses in tandem with her semblance, telekinesis, to great effect. Rumor has it as well that she was once involved with the General Ironwood back at Atlas." The voice rattled off rapidly, barely seeming to take a breath in between.
Lena and Winston looked over, spotting for the first time a very short girl with long brown hair pulled back behind her ears with the help of a pink headband, deep giddy brown eyes, a bright pink bubble of gum appearing on her lips, and pink markings somewhat resembling whiskers on her face. She was dressed in a long sleeved lavender shirt, tan leather gloves that ended at the wrist, low waisted khaki jeans, with tan leather padding along the hips and down the sides of the legs and brown combat boots that ended below the shin. Boldly emblazoned on the front of her shirt was a twisting green mushroom cloud with a pair of rabbit ears. The most definitive feature however was the massive pink metallic looking pack strapped to her back.
"What was that?" Tracer asked, eyeing the girl with a hint of wariness.
"Her bio." The girl stated, nonchalantly, her neck craning up to try and make eye-contact with Winston, "You're very tall."
"So I've been told." Winston deadpanned, "What exactly do you mean by her 'bio'?"
"Oh all the big Huntsman and Huntresses have them!" The girl went on, pulling out her scroll to snap a quick picture of Winston's befuddled face, "Especially those who are linked to the Watch! And after I Reach the Top of Beacon, I'm going to have one too!"
"Got to admire the enthusiasm." Lena muttered, getting a soft chuckle from Winston, "My names Lena and this 'very tall' gentleman is Winston."
"Nice to meet you." The giant stated, realigning his glasses slightly as he smiled.
"I'm Hana, Hana Song." The girl stated with a vibrant smile, "Good to meet you too, hope I see you around Beacon….or on the Leaderboards!"
And with that the girl disappeared just as suddenly as she appeared, milling back into the crowd of students that were watching Glynda's holographic introduction.
"Well she was..unique." Tracer offered, as Winston shook his head, fighting to hide a smile.
Jaune held his stomach, as his vision continued to spiral, the nerves fighting to overcome him. He managed to catch the tail end of Glynda's speech as he pushed his way to the front of the crowd, stumbling as he did so.
"You are among the privileged few who have received the honor of being selected to attend this prestigious academy." Glynda explained, "Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace, and as future Huntsman and Huntresses it is you're duty to uphold it."
Jaune stumbled again accidentally bumping into a ebony haired girl beside him.
"Sorry." He slurred out before firmly clamping his mouth shut again as the vertigo hit him once more.
"Oh it's okay" The girl began to say, before pausing a look of worry on her face, "Are you alright?"
Jaune made to say something only for another wave of vertigo to hit him almost sending him to the floor.
The girl grabbed onto him with a surprising amount of strength, and then began rifling around on several pouches on her waist, before seemingly finding what she was looking for.
"Here, eat this, it should help." The girl said, her face spiraling around so quickly Jaune could barely make anything out. He made to object only to find the girl suddenly shove whatever was in her hand in his mouth and then oddly stroked his neck forcing him to swallow it and the wave of bile that had been approaching.
Jaune stumbled away from her and found to his delighted surprise the world was starting to right itself, the feeling of nausea slowly receding.
"Thank you." He said, turning back around to face the girl and felt his heart aggressively skip a beat. Looking up at him just a tad was the face of a well Jaune hastened to think 'breathtakingly" beautiful girl. Her skin was a warm mocha color, and her eyes, which were still looking him over with almost motherly concern were a deep golden brown, the left one having strange black tattoo around it. She wore a blue berre over a long wave of ebony hair, a long dark blue leather jacket, a purple undershirt, black leather pants with dark blue armor plating above the knees and on the shins, and black leather shoes that ended above her ankle. Several blue leather pouches hung around her waist, and over her shoulder was a black cloth bag with a white hawk's claw holding an ankh.
"Feeling better?" She asked, with a friendly smile.
"Uh...yeah loads better." Jaune said, shaking himself back to reality slightly, "What was that exactly?"
"A herbal remedy my mother taught me." The girl stated, patting her bag affectionately, "It's supposed to help with nausea."
"Well it worked alright." Jaune said, standing up a bit straighter, "I feel great!"
"I'm glad." The girl stated, reaching her hand out for a hand shake, "I'm Ana Amari, good to meet you..."
"Jaune, Jaune Arc." He responded, shaking her hand happily, "Right back at you."
"I can't believe I'm finally here." Ana stated, looking around excitedly, though Jaune noticed for just a second a hint of worry in her eyes, "Beacon Academy...it almost feels like a dream."
As the quiet guilt began building inside him once more, he found himself refocusing on Glynda's voice, "You've demonstrated the courage needed for such a task, and now, it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and the training to protect our world."
"Yeah," Jaune agreed, joining her by the window, spotting Beacon Academy in the distance. He could just make out Beacon Tower, it's top wreathed in glowing green light, "A dream."
"Wow!" Ruby sighed excitedly, joining many of the other students at the window, "You can see Signal from up here!"
"I guess home isn't that far away." She murmured, feeling Yang's arm back around her.
"Beacon's our home now." Yang stated reassuringly, looking around at the assembled teens around her, "And I have a feeling we're going to have a great time here."
A few steps away, Tracer excitedly hugged Winston, who responded by ruffling her hair. Next to them Hana, quickly snapped a picture of the view smiling happily to herself, while Jaune and Ana shared a friendly smile.
About a half-an-hour later the students found themselves landing at Beacon, and made to depart the ship.
Ruby and Yang made there way through the crowd, staring around in barely contained awe as they looked about their new home.
"Wow!" They sighed simultaneously, looking around at the picturesque school grounds around them. Above them several conical towers and blocky white marble building soared and higher still was Beacon Tower, the pendulums of the great clock tower glowing a vibrant emerald green even in the late day sun.
"The view from Vale's got nothing on this." Yang stated, gesturing around appreciatively.
Ruby meanwhile had been suddenly distracted by the numerous students around her...or more specifically their weapons.
"Ooh! Ooh! Sis!" Ruby cried, her eyes gleaming excitedly, "That kid has a collapsible staff! And she's got a fire sword! And he's got a giant electric kanabo!"
Ruby made to follow after the giant of a student, only for Yang pull her back by her hood.
"Easy there, little sister." Yang said, turning Ruby to face her, "They're just weapons."
"Just weapons?" Ruby gasped, affronted, "They're an extension of ourselves! They're a part of us! Ooh they're so cool!"
"Well why can't you swoon over you're own weapon?" Yang joked, shaking her head at her sisters actions, "Aren't you happy with it?"
There were a quick succession of metallic clicking noises, and the sound of a blade being unsheathed as Ruby opened Crescent Rose, and began snuggling it like a newborn puppy.
"Of course I'm happy with Crescent Rose." Ruby stated, swinging it around accidently nearly hitting several other students who leapt out of the way, "I'm just really excited to see new ones. It's like meeting new people...but better."
"Speaking of new people...I think you might want to put CR away." Yang noted, glancing around at the small throngue of people that had stopped to stare, mummering amongst themselves.
Ruby took one glance around, turned bright crimson and then collapsed her weapon reholstering it on the magnetic plate at the back of her belt.
"Oh gosh they're all staring at me." Ruby muttered, glancing around nervously.
"Face it little sis, normal knees are a thing of the past." Yang joked, pulling Ruby's hood down over her face, "You might as well try and make some new friends out of the deal."
"But why would I need new friends when I have you?" Ruby questioned, lifting her hood back up.
Yang smiled guiltily for several seconds, just as several teens around Yang's age started heading in their direction, "Well...my friends are here now. Gotta go catch up ya know, I'll see you later alright?"
"Wait! Yang do you really have to go?" Ruby asked, nervously looking around.
Yang paused, and gave her sister a warm smile, bending down to look her straight in the eyes, "You'll be fine without me for a few hours Ruby, just try to mingle a bit okay? Promise me?"
Ruby grumbled slightly, before halfheartedly nodding her head, "I promise."
"Love you." Yang stated matter-a-factly, before pulling Ruby into a tight hug.
"Love you too." Ruby said, returning the hug and then watching a bit cowed as Yang went to go talk to her friends.
"What now?" Ruby thought to herself, her anxiety starting to eat away at her, "Are we supposed to go to our dorms? Where are our droms? Do we have dorms? I don't know what I'm doing!"
Her somewhat panicked inner monologue ground to a halt, as she ran into a luggage trolley, knocking it prone and sending her and the luggage clattering to the ground.
"What are you doing?" A slightly snobbish voice cried in shock, as Ruby's head popped out of the head of luggage.
"Uh...sorry." Ruby said meekly, looking up into the face of a monumentally peeved girl with white-blue eyes the left of which was marked by a faint vertical scar, pale skin, and long white hair brought up into a slightly skewed bun-ponytail combo held back by a tiara. She wore a high-length strapless dress with a faint color gradation from white to pale blue at the hem and white high-heeled boots. Over this she wore a bell sleeved bolero with the same color gradation as her dress from shoulder to wrist, lined in red and with a ruffled collar. A small apple pendant hung around her neck and on her waist, Ruby taking particular note of, was a Multi-Action Dust Rapier.
"Sorry?" The girl snapped, pointing at Ruby, "Do you have any idea the damage you could have caused?"
"Uh…" Ruby muttered, trying to placate the girl by handing over a piece of the luggage.
"Give me that." The girl demande, snatching it from Ruby's hand and quickly opening it to check the contents, "This is Dust mined and purified from the Schnee Quarry."
She reached inside the box and pulled out a vial of faintly glowing red powder, while Ruby just stated at her in a daze, "What are you brain dead? Fire, water, lightning, energy!"
With each word she shook the bottle of dust, the cork having loosened from the fall releasing a faint cloud of powder with each shake. Ruby made to defend herself only to inhale a considerable amount of dust up her nose.
"Are you even listening to me?" The girl snapped, "Is any of this sinking in? What do you have to say for yourself?"
In response Ruby let out a roaring sneeze which quickly turned into a billowing explosion of fire, ice and lightning as the Dust ignited from the pure force of the sneeze. The other girl caught the full brunt of the sneeze, causing the bottle of dust to go flying clattering across the stonework till it came to rest at the feet of a passerby who knelt to pick it up. All around the court yard several students went on edge, drawing weapons and looking genuinely befuddled at the cloud of Dust now in their midst.
"Unbelievable!" The girl cried, glaring furiously at Ruby her entire person covered in soot, "This is exactly the kind of thing I was talking about?"
"Exactly? You've had this happen before?" Ruby joked sheepishly, only to wither under the look the other girl shot her, "I'm really, really sorry!"
"Ugh! You complete dolt!" The other girl cried, ramping up for an even more blown out tirade, "What are you even doing here? Aren't you a little young to be attending Beacon?"
"Well...I.." Ruby stuttered, once again becoming aware of the crowd milling about around her.
"This isn't your ordinary combat school." The girl stated, cattily, "It's not just sparing and practice you know. We're here to fight monsters, so watch were you're going!"
"I said I was sorry, princess!" Ruby cried, finally snapping under the girl's tyrade.
"It's heiress actually." A calm feminine voice stated from off to the side.
The girls looked over to spot a fair skinned girl with intelligent amber eyes, and long black hair held back by a large black bow. She was dressed in a black buttoned vest over a white, sleeveless, high necked, crop undershirt and white shorts. Alongside that she wore black low-heeled black boots, black and purple leggings, a small black scarf, and a mess of black ribbon tied around each wrist. On both thighs was the image of a white flower, all petals pointing skyward. In one hand she head a well-worn brown book and in the other she held the missing bottle of Dust.
"Weiss Schnee, heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, one of the largest producers of energy propellant in the world." The girl states, eyeing the both of them.
Weiss smiled smugly, "Finally! Some recognition!"
Blake's eyebrows rose slightly, "The same company infamous for it's controversial labor forces and questionable business practices."
Ruby let out a light chuckled before clamping her mouth shut as Weiss began fuming once more.
"Wha- How dare you-The nerve of...Ugh!" Weiss snarled, marching up to the other girl, snatching the dust from her hand and then storming off.
"I promise I'll make it up to you!" Ruby called after her, letting out a long sigh as she turned to the other girl, "I guess I'm not the only one having a rough first day. So what's…"
She froze, taken aback that the girl who had been next to her barely a minute before was walking away from her seemingly lost in the book she was holding.
Ruby stares after her for several moments, before noticing the eyes on her once more and just collapses to the ground on her back,
"Welcome to Beacon…" She muttered, staring up at the sky only for a shadow to fall across her a moment later.
"You look like you could use a friend." A friendly male voice stated, the sun disappearing to reveal a blonde boy with deep blue eyes dressed in a hodgepodge of white armor, black-and red hoodie, blue jeans, black sneakers and brown fingerless gloves. Behind him smiling warmly was a dark skinned girl with golden eyes dressed in all blue.
The boy reached out a hand and helped Ruby to her feet, "The names Jaune, and this is Ana."
"Ruby." She responded, smiling cautiously.
"Are you alright?" Ana asked, looking her over, "We saw you get caught in that dust explosion."
"Yeah I'm fine." Ruby responded, looking over at Jaune again, "Aren't you that guy that looked like he was going to vomit on the ride up here?"
"All I'm saying is motion sickness is a very viable problem. One that could have gotten a lot worse if Ana hadn't helped me out. Thanks again by the way." Jaune stated at the trio walked through the courtyard.
"Jaune that's the sixth time you told me thank you." Ana laughed, "That's enough please."
"Hey I'm just glad you got there before I puked on someone's shoes." Jaune joked, "That would have been embarrassing."
"You want to talk about embarrassing?" Ruby asked, a bit morose, "I sneezed and nearly blew someone up! Oh gosh I still feel like people are staring at me."
"Eh, don't worry about it." Jaune stated, smiling warmly, "Also I just realized, that were lacking proper introductions."
He then stopped in front of the two girls, and grinned goofily, "The names Jaune Arc, short, sweet rolls, off the tongue-the ladies love it."
Ruby and Ana shared a look, the former asking skeptically, "Do they?"
Jaune deflated slightly, "They will." He glanced in Ana's direction before amending his statement, "Well I hope they will...I mean my mom always say that...never mind."
The trio walked on in awkward silence for several seconds, before an idea popped into Ruby's head, "So uh I got this thing."
As she said that she unsheathed Crescent Rose, sending the scythe blade plunging into the ground.
"Whoa!" Jaune cried, stepping backwards, "Is that scythe?"
"It's also a customizable high-impact sniper rifle." Ruby stated, proudly.
"A-wha…?" Jaune asked, slightly awed.
"It's also a gun." Ana stated, watching Ruby cock the rifle, "One after my own heart actually."
"Oh really?" Jaune asked, watching as Ana pulled a roughly blue ovoid object from behind her back, which in her hands quickly transformed into what looked like a fusion of a crossbow and a sniper rifle.
"Ooooh, a Collapsible Quickshot Crossbow Rifle!" Ruby exclaimed excitedly, "I haven't seen one of those before! Does it have an alt-mode?"
Ana, smiled and quickly disassembled her weapon leaving a scoped pistol in one hand and a hand crossbow in the other.
"Awesome!" Ruby squealed, both girl's turning to look at Jaune, "What about you Jaune?"
"Oh uh well I've got this sword." Jaune said, drawing a rather plain blade from the scabbard on his hip. The blade was a bit dull and chipped in places, while the hilt was made of a golden metal and cerulean leather handgrip.
"Oooooh!" Ruby exclaimed, her eyes tracking up the length of the blade.
"Yeah and I've got a shield too." Jaune stated, fitting the the scabbard to his wrist where it expanded into a gold trimmed white heater shield with a two golden arches in the center.
"So what do they do?" Ruby asked, gently poking the shield which caused it to spasm out and pop off Jaune's arm who barely managed to catch it and lock it back into place on his arm.
"Well...the shield gets smaller." Jaune said a bit nervously, "So...when I get tired of carrying it, I can just...put it away…"
"But...wouldn't it still weigh the same?" Ana asked, holstering her own weapons.
"Yeah it does." Jaune admitted, slumping a tad.
"Well, I'm kind of a dork when it comes to weapons," Ruby said, holserting Crescent Rose, "As you may have noticed. So I guess I might have gone a little overboard when designing mine."
"Wait. You made that?" Jaune asked, his eyebrows disappearing into his hairline. Ana also had a rather impressed look on her face.
"Of course!" Ruby said, beaming with pride, "All students at Signal forge their own weapons. Didn't you make yours?"
"Yes though I had a bit of assistance from my mother with the design." Ana said, the others missing the melancholy that flashed in her eyes, "What about you Jaune?"
"It's a hand-me-down." Jaune admitted, "My great-great grandfather used it to fight in the war. And my Grandfather used it when he joined the Watch."
"Your Grandfather fought for the Watch?!" Ruby said an even bigger gleam of excitement in her eyes, "This sword sounds more like a family-heirloom to me! I like it. Not many people have an appreciation for the classics these days."
"I agree that blade has a story to it Jaune." Ana said, smiling up at him, "You should be proud of it."
"Yeah." Jaune agreed, his mood lightening immensely.
"So why'd you two come help me up in the courtyard?" Ruby asked, as the trio continued their stroll.
"Eh, why not?" Jaune said, brushing it off, "My mom always said, 'strangers are just friends ya haven't met yet.'"
"You're mom sounds like a wise woman Jaune." Ana stated, looking around him at Ruby, "You looked like you could use a pick me up, literally and metaphorically."
"Well thank you, both of you." Ruby said, smiling up at them.
"Don't mention it." Ana said, before taking a quick look around, "But do either of you knew where we're going?"
Jaune and Ruby stopped and looked at her, simultaneously pointed at each other, "Oh, I dunno, I was following them."
Ana stared at them in silence, a smile creeping onto her face, "So were lost?"
"Not for long I imagine." Jaune consoled, looking around expectantly, "There's got to be a directory around here somewhere. Maybe a food court? Some sort of recognizable landmark?"
Ruby snorted, while Ana's smile widdened.
"Is that a 'no'?" Jaune asked.
"That's a no." Ruby responded.
And so ends part two! Next time, sleepovers, new friendships, and sparked rivalries. So yes completing off WATH is Hana Song, a pint-sized powerhouse with a deceptively explosive personality and Ana Amari, the deeply caring and protective Team Mom..with a dark secret. Hope you enjoyed it, if you did leave comments. If you have questions fire away, if you have legit criticisms I'm open to them. VerBeek Signing Off!