Disclaimer Nummero Uno: I don't own RWBY and only the plot, if you can call it that, is owned by me.
To say that the place called hallway, present before team RWBY's and JNPR's dorm rooms, had become weirder wouldn't really be wrong, steam was flowing through the hall while Yang still tried to process the fact that Ruby was now colored different, Pyrrha commanding her all the while to hit the door that was between her and Jaune Arc, Ruby had begone to inscribe arcane runes into the marble before said door, holding a book under her arms, and Ren was calmly eating his marshmallows.
Apparently in Ruby's mind Jaune Arc was the demon of weaponlessyness, whatever that is, and those runes should repel him before he could possess her too.
Poor Yang, loosing her weapons at such a young age.
A lone tear fell down Ruby's cheek, she would avenge her sisters weapons even if it would cost her life!
The memory of when she realized that the demon of weaponlessyness had started to walk on earth for the first time in billions of years, - she didn't really know when and where he actually came from just that he had to be evil!, came to her mind.
Flashback
„Hi Jaune, what are you doing?", she had asked cheerfully an brooding Jaune.
„Hi Ruby.", he said, looking up the moment he had heard her. „Just thinking of a way to fight without my weapons."
It was as if the world had gone Negative, you know like those photos, darkness instead of light, the colors oddly different and demonic.
Her heart had stopped for a second.
„Poor Crocea Mors, he will have to be melted down.", Jaune, no, the demon of weaponlessyness said with a mad giggle. „And then I will melt down all weapons!"
Ruby couldn't understand the rest the demonized blond said, too shocked and scared over the fact that her baby Crescent Rose was in danger!
She just could watch numbly as the possessed Arc, now featuring demonic bat-wings and crooked horns, made his way around a corner and she would have most likely continued to stay still as a statue if not Weiss had come by a few minutes later.
„There you are, you dolt!", she said and grabbed her by the hoodie. „We've got a mission! And I won't fail this one just because of you deciding to play statue!"
And with that she was dragged towards the airship-hangar, knowing that she was the only one to stop the advances of the weaponlessyness.
Fire burnt in her eyes.
Flashback end
It had felt so unreal but it had to be real, Weiss had been there, she was a painful and annoying anchor of reality. Ruby quickly scribbled this sentence down into a small booklet that she had with her ever since Yang had started making bad puns to write those down that were actually good, this sentence was the first that had ever graced the paper of this booklet.
At the same time a loud banging and crashing could be heard from the door followed by a muffled „I'm okay!" what immediately prompted Pyrrha to reach her Panic Mode: Max.
„YANG! Obliterate the door or it will cut your hair!", she shouted the most ridiculous line ever said, that it was unbelievable shouldn't have to be added.
Said blonde had meanwhile finally processed the changed color palette of Ruby, that meant she shoved the thought as far as possible in the back of her mind where it was locked behind a safe who was hidden behind a picture and from there on it just became ridiculous, who knew Cthulhu could fit into a goldfish bowl?
Reacting more on instinct, her hair was in danger after all, she went all flame.
„DIE DOOOOOORRRR!", she screamed, her punch coming with over mach 20 towards the door.
Only to completely miss as the door had opened in the millisecond before her punch met its wooden frame.
„Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!", came the rather girly, if slightly raspy, scream from inside the room which was now completely in smithereens as a beam of doom and destruction had been released of the fist that had been thrown to punch by the blonde firecracker.
„The demon is free!", Ruby screamed in the background, holding a cross before her. „Go back, demon!"
Said ‚demon' had meanwhile found his way back on his feet, he had tripped again before he had opened the door and the blast had only just so missed him, his hair did smolder though.
„I am Jaune Arc!", he proclaimed dramatically now standing upright with his hands at his sides.
His new look did indeed remind one of a demon, even if it was a very different from the one Ruby had seen in her ‚memories', no wings, the horns were absent, too, but there it began to deviate extremely from the person known as Jaune Arc.
From his right eye spread a crystalline structure like scar, widening as it reached his ear before vanishing behind his hair, the iris itself glowing red while the white of the eye had been replaced with bright purple crystal. Out of his left sleeve grew a crystalline arm with a shoulder spike that was a few centimeters high and ended in a claw like hand made from the same material as the rest of it. From his right sleeve grew a mostly normal arm but through it stretched veins of the crystal-like substance and streaks of this material flowed over his fingers, his palm completely made out of it.
His legs were hidden by his jeans.
All in all he looked quite demonic and imitating if it wasn't for the huge dark bags under his eyes.
„And I demand a bed !", the Jaune bellowed with knowledge of the certainty of completion of this task, man that were a many ‚of's', like the bee knows that beautiful flowers promise nectar of unlimited power! I have no idea were that came from. „Also I haven't slept in over two weeks."
And into this mess stumbled one Weiss Schnee as she walked around the corner.
Following view revealed itself before the heiress of the crime syndicate parading as a civilized company or was it the other way around? It gets confusing with all the politics and bribes.
Steam was rising from the ground while all over the hallway lay nameless guys and gals, swirls in their eyes, as they were sleeping off the wrestling with water action a few minutes earlier.
But then the weird stuff began, Nora was hanging from the ceiling with a seaweed rope and was swinging back and forth all the while trying to hit Ren with bits of said seaweed.
Said boy meanwhile was catching every last of those seaweed bits, much to the pouting girls dismay, besides him a rather expensive looking laboratory on a table that he… got somewhere, seriously! Where does he keep all this?!
It had even a chart about reasons WHY seaweed was so nutritious and extremely good for anyone with a weird veggie fetish, that was written there, I am serious, this was what had been written on the chart.
He was looking at on of the bits through a pair of glasses, the bit was suspended in a clear liquid that was for something, maybe for preservation?
Then her sight fell onto… something.
Yang was glaring at a door, not the person standing in the door, who looked a bit like Jaune Arc now that she thought about it, or anyone else but extremely intensely at the door as if it had highly offended by coloring her hair then cutting it and using it as a mop, it must have been a truly interesting sight to behold. How did a door even use scissor? And why did she even think about something like that!
Pyrrha meanwhile was dancing a little victory dance in a cheerleader outfit, red pompoms that sparkled in each of her hands. Weiss brain nearly short-circuited at that before explaining it away as part of a bet, Pyrrha did enjoy such things after all.
She completely ignored the man she believed to be Jaune.
The her sight fell onto a girl dressed in blue and white, reminding her of her own outfit if a bit more… saint-like, who was crouching on her knees and scrapping symbols of mystic powers into the marble, how she did it was anyones guess and was that ‚Rabbits Adventures Book 5 The Runes Masters Secret' that she was holding?
She had loved the series!
Especially when it got to book 11 where Lina had to fight against the ruler of the swamp while Sep was trying to lift the curse that laid upon their parents, it had been so emotional!
She even had been Lina in the school play once, even if there had been a big tumult around it, something about it being the story about the four aiders or something like that, couldn't have all that important.
That was when she noticed the small card, hanging out from the book as a bookmark.
Ruby continued meanwhile the highly concentrated scratching of weird symbols into marble, that was actually of pretty good quality since she had to use her semblance of speed to generate the necessary heat and force to eliminate the bonds of the atoms that hold the structure together.
SHE COULDN'T MAKE ANY MISTAKE!
If she did it right the demon would be unable to even see that there exist an outside world!
But if she failed she would be defenseless and her poor little Crescent Rose would be laid before him.
NO!
Her baby counted on her!
She would complete the array even if it exhausted her into OBLIVION!
„What do you think you're doing with my Unlimited Xtra Rabatt Card for Clothing Super?!"
It was as if she was watching a bullhead, how it flew innocently through the spotless sky, nothing tainting the wonderful construction of holy technology when suddenly the turbines exploded in a shower of red fire, black clouds obscuring the heavens as a storm came into being, thunder and rain rioting, striking the poor flying machine as it sped with more and more speed towards the ground before impacting with it, a mushroom cloud of green demonic fire rising from its grave!
Her pupils dilated to small pinpricks.
„Ah! The cold fallen Angel! You tried to tempt me with your Ice Queen play, hoping to seduce me towards the side of evil! But I have seen through your ruse! No more will you have any say over me!", came suddenly the voice of the demon.
And the world transformed into winter wonderland, where snow bunnies and wolfs lived in harmony, while Santa Clause was abusing the fact that he hadn't to pay any taxes as he wasn't acknowledged to exist, and also that he still had over a few hundred days before he had to deal with children again, those snot-nosed brats, and Weiss was able to properly discipline her poor victims.
Blake was sure that she was ready to finally strike against the Grimm-Tuna.
Over the last few years, she is talking about mayflies time perception by the way, she had saved the lives of countless students and trained them to be able to fight against the enemy!
And now it was time!
The waves were hitting against the chandelier on which she had made her camp.
Her weapon was ready and her ammunition, too.
She had the pirate hat on, completely breaking the rule of ninja-dom that cast all things of pirates into the pit of hellish fire that was fueled by Amaterasu.
With one last look over the fiendish water she took aim and threw the line of her fishing rod, the cry of one of her students resonated from the walls as he rushed towards the flood of water on his way to sacrifice himself to defeat the delicious Grimm of Tuna!
The fishes sweatdropped at her actions, unbelieving that their ruler, high-king Kuna, would respond to that obvious bait.
So their shock was great and their despair even greater when their king set caution and common sense at nought and consumed the bait with one big bite only to be frozen ten seconds later as a frozen tundra replaced the turbulent sea and snow started to fall.
AN: Well here is chapter two of Madness came to Remnant, please leave your sanity at the entrance before entering, thank you.
It took me mostly so long to write it because the headspace needed for this story is rather... unique, just so you know, if you really want to enjoy the story you have to read the whole thing with an extremely dramatic voice.
Dark3rdEye signing out