That's right folks, I'm pulling off a hat trick of uploads (it's 11:30 PM as I write this so it counts) Addiction premiered after midnight today (and already has some followers) then came Mmm Gorgeous (Yes it's ridiculous but fans of NXT will get the reference) and now I give you chapter TWO of Addiction
Disclaimer: RWBY belongs to Rooster Teeth, so maybe Winter won't be a total racist ice queen, or maybe she will (Volume 3 is still a ways away) Bálor Moonlight belongs to me (or else the Mary-Sue haters would've had him killed following Peaches)
"Fuck you Xiao Long! There's no way in hell I'm going out alongside you dressed like..like-" Weiss would find herself at a loss for words for the blonde brawler's choice of apparel: ditching the tan vest in favor of a leather trench coat, her usual top was cut even lower and leaving little to the imagination (if anything) along with a tighter more form fitting version of her usual black shorts. "I'm going to go wait outside while you change out of this..atrocity!" The pale haired heiress would turn around and stomp outside only to find yet another constant additive to her stress level in the form of the silver-haired wolf Faunus and Yang's ex-boyfriend Bálor Moonlight sitting by the door watching his scroll intently.
"Hey princess, everything alright in there?" He would look up from his scroll with a polite smile, which only caused her to bristle with barely restrained fury at the very sight of it. "What the hell are you doing here, we both know Ruby's not here right now!" She would sigh internally as her partner had been called back to Signal Academy at the request of her uncle Qrow Branwen, who also happened to be an instructor at said academy. "Unless you've finally decided to acquiesce to Yang and crawl back on your knees like a worm."
She almost salivated at the thought of the arrogant Faunus crawling before Yang begging to be brought back into the brawler's good graces and being forced to literally lick her boot.
"Nope, I'm just sitting out here just to catch a breather while Jaune and Ren are busy working on some special project for the girls in my dorm room." He would go back to tapping away on his scroll while the heiress looked down at him curiously, leaning down to get a better view of whatever filth the amber eyed wolf was searching for she would be surprised to find instead a website devoted to cooking recipes.
"Cooking recipes? I thought for sure you'd be looking for more wrestling fodder. Perhaps another of your Gun Club shirts to give to my partner?" She would smirk, knowing that her intentionally mispronouncing the name of his favorite faction of wrestling rebels was a pet peeve for the young man. Bálor would visibly twitch at her attempts to anger him, tempted to strangle the frigid ice queen as he remembered seeing her straddling his best friend and fellow Vaudevillain.
"I bet that pack of losers is sitting somewhere in their local watering hole blowing their pittance on bargain basement swill while gloating about their little predetermined victory, the ones I really feel bad for are the wives, they're probably having to deal with the-"
Yang would kick open the door with a snarl of anger while covering her breasts with one arm before looking at the two of them in irritation.
"Both of you compose yourselves RIGHT NOW! I'd like to be able to get changed without my clothes flying all the way up to the fucking ceiling!" She would step back inside before anybody could snap a photo of her, leaving Weiss confused until she got a look at her silver haired antagonist whose eyes were losing their glow and returning to their normal amber hue. "How the heck was he able to display that kind of power from OUTSIDE the room, the last time I saw him use his powers he was barely able to lift a piece of broken pillar!"
Bálor would sigh and put away his scroll while taking a shaky breath and getting to his feet and staring at her while clenching his fists intensely. "Enjoy taking your little pokes and jabs Schnee, just remember that I still hold an ace up my sleeve and that I can make you do ANYTHING I WANT!" With that veiled threat hanging between them the wolf would walk off in the direction of the library, grumbling quietly in another language. Weiss would sigh knowing that despite her earlier bravado and arrogance that the amber eyed bastard was right, if it wasn't for some quick lies on his part then there was a good chance that she wouldn't even be at the Academy due to her attempts at having him assassinated by the mysterious Ethel and her own near perverted actions toward Ruby.
"That arrogant son of a bitch thinks that just because he holds a secret over my head that I'll be his willing slave, or worse, live in fear of the day he finally cashes in that favor and I'm forced to do something unsavory!" The snow haired Huntress would feel her blood boil as she imagined the day where she could skewer Bálor with her Myrtenaster, savoring the light in those amber eyes slowly dying out before finally claiming the crimsonette haired reaper as her own beloved. Once she killed him it would bring an end to the chaos surrounding Team RWBY, allowing them to return to their normal lives and give them time to prepare for the Vytal Festival.
"Alright, alright, is this better for her highness?" Yang would step out in her normal street clothes with a sour look on her face, not expecting the pale haired girl to brush her off as she walked off to go get some air and keep herself from attacking someone who really didn't deserve it.
Winter would be accompanying her ailing father down into the depths of the Schnee family mansion, not surprised that such a place existed within the depths of her childhood home. As a Schnee she had been taught from a very young age that you never show your hand to anyone, it didn't matter whether it was your business rival or your own daughter that was on the other side of the business table before all was said and done.
"Down here lay the deepest, darkest secrets of the Schnee family bloodline, if even a single document from these vaults were to be exposed to the public eye it would mean the end of us as a company." Gideon would say solemnly as they stopped before a gigantic steel door and placed his palm upon the open scanner and glared sideways at her, watching as Winter followed suit as the door's lock finally hummed to life and slowly opened with a loud groan.
"Why would father hide something so pivotal beneath our home, if a person were so inclined to venture this far underground and discover this place." She would look at the ancient palm pad lock with an air of disgust. "No DNA signature match, no need for synchronized entry, it's disgraceful how he overlooks such obvious flaws in the system!" Winter would sigh as she hurried to keep up with the current master behind the Schnee Dust Company's wave of success.
"Father, why exactly are we down here? I thought you insisted upon invoking the Vorbei an der Mantel before having to come down to such a place." Gideon would look upon his eldest daughter with a quiet stare before slowly making his way to an old jewelry case which was locked by yet another mechanism: an old fashioned combination lock.
"The reason for my bringing you down here my dear has nothing to do with the Vorbei, and I shall thank you to not bring that up again until your dear sister is with us." The older man would open the safe after a few deft spins of the dial before slowly pulling the door open slowly to reveal a pair of necklaces sitting on a soft pillow, the chains were made of a very shimmering silver with hints of blue "ice" Dust layered throughout until reaching the blue sapphire jewel which was cut in the shape of a heart.
"Father, th-they're beautiful…when did you find the time to have these made?" Winter would watch at Gideon removed the closest necklace to him and held it out to her, she would carefully take the necklace from her father with baited breath before admiring the jewel.
"These necklaces were made seventeen years ago, by the request of Krystal Schnee..your mother had hoped to present these to you both when she felt you came of age, however with her passing away so suddenly..it seems that the responsibility has fallen upon my malnourished shoulders." The weathered older man would help her to put on the precious piece of jewelry slowly in a rare display of kindness before setting his frail hands upon her shoulders.
"Your mother would be so proud of you if she were still with us, the level of drive and intelligence you've displayed in these past few years has been nothing short of awe-inspiring, I dare say you've bypassed my own accolades when I was around your age."
Winter would try her best to smother a sob at the patriarch's fond words before turning to face him and taking him in her arms for as gentle a hug she could manage so as not hurt the ailing man.
"Winter, I have all the faith in Remnant that you will succeed in the Vorbei an der Mantel and bring our Schnee Dust Company forward into the next generation, and you will do so while upholding our much valued traditions." Gideon would once again place his hand upon her shoulders while he spoke, stopping momentarily to give a smile before squeezing her shoulders firmly, the warmth in his eyes quickly being replaced by the cold, icy ruthlessness he reserved for his enemies in the boardroom. "ALL of our valued traditions." He would nod and pull away as he began his walk to the door of the vault, leaving the older woman to look down at the necklace she once found beautiful only to now see it as a chain connected to a sapphire anchor. Yet another nail tying her down to the sickening legacy of the Schnee family name that while inspired competitiveness and trust in the business world it also exemplified the horrifying road built upon the backs and hearts of the Faunus that worked for them, the remains of the broken dreams of businesses both great and small that were trampled under the iron fist of the corporate tyrant that was Gideon Schnee.
"Mother, I don't understand how you could have given your heart to a monster like him. I would rather have been born a bastard child then live with the name 'Schnee', it's not fair that I'M the one forced to live with the weight of his expectations while your precious Weiss is coddled within the warmth of her precious Beacon Academy!" Winter would soon find herself standing before the handprint scanner and dutifully assist her father in reopening the vault door, tempted by thoughts of stabbing her father with her halberd Schwartzwind and dumping the body in the vault while thus using her future share of her inheritance that would come from his death to flee from her cursed life as heiress.
"It would be so simple: a quick strike to the gut so his death will be slow and violent, as he so richly deserves, dump the body in the vault and then use some properly placed Dust Crystals to destroy the mansion and leave no trace of the evidence." She would be so preoccupied with her fantasies of patricide to notice that Gideon had been speaking the entire time.
"…It will be so wonderful once your sister Weiss finally joins us, we will finally be a united family once again and then things will truly be right in my dismal world." The withering businessman would continue to prattle on and on about his sweet baby girl Weiss, leaving Winter to feel furious as she followed three steps behind him.
"Weiss, the little cowardly bitch! Huntress in training, voice of an angel, apple of her mother's eye and pride of her father's loins. She'll need to be dealt with if I am to obtain any Semblance of freedom!" She would pause in her stride to let her mind once again wander as she imagined life as a normal woman: Living an honest life free of lofty expectations, married to a strong and noble FAUNUS Hunter with a son of her own, She would do what Gideon nor his bride could ever seem to do properly and teach her child more socially appropriate values such as genuine kindness for his family and tolerance for people from all walks of life. Yes it was a wonderful dream, and one that she longed for more then the one that was being set before her. Maybe it did require some deceit and bloodshed to bring into fruition but Winter was still very much a Schnee, and those kind of tactics were all too familiar for her
Alright folks, for those of you who've followed Conversations then you know the events that led to Bálor getting his "Ace", and for those who didn't..you just got the cliffnotes version.
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