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*sounds*

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05/29/2014 Beta update by: Silverheart117

"Ruby!" She screamed, her hand shooting out into the darkness as if to save her loved one's life. With heavy pants she realized she was chasing a memory. As she slowly lowered her hand to grip the sheets, she called out her beloved's name in whispers. Unknown to the heiress, tears started spilling down her cheeks. "She's gone... she's been gone for almost 5 years now. Get a grip Weiss."

Weiss Schnee. Heiress to the Schnee Dust Company and valedictorian for her class at Beacon. Her team graduated with the best scores both as as team and as individuals, despite being in a three manned team after the accident.

That was two years ago, she's 23 years old and two years into her training to take the position of CEO.

When she graduated from Beacon, her father had given her control of the eastern branch of the SDC to test her skills. With all the power she was given, she organized the Faunus Equality Rights campaign. So far it proved to be one of the greatest movements ever conducted.

She froze when a low whine disrupted her thoughts. The noise had caught her by surprise. The feeling of a familiar appendage nudging her face as if it was trying to wipe away her tears caused her to loosen up. Stroking it, she brought her hands up to caress its ears as she buried her face into its neck. Another whine."You dolt, stop that, Schnee's do not shed tears."

The words only cause the familiar intruder to pull heiress into a comforting hug and whine some more.

Weiss reacted to this by burying her face deeper into its neck and crying louder than before. "It doesn't matter how long it's been, I'll never be able to stop chasing, never be able to stop dreaming, never be able to stop wanting and most of all; I'll never be able to stop wishing. I'm meant to be alone… Forever..."

As if it could read her thoughts. The intruder pulled Weiss closer with a whimper, followed by a short nuzzle into Weiss's hair. A small gesture saying, 'you are not alone, I am here.'

"Oh Schwarz."

Weiss had taken in two wolf cubs a year before graduation. Honestly, Weiss was surprised Professor Ospin let her keep them in the dormitory. The previously named Schwarz was one of the two. She was female, oddly enough, considering she grew to be bigger than her male counterpart. Her coat was as black as night, glistening red when light shone upon it at a certain angles. Her ruby-red eyes were speckled with gold dust, and her graphite black claws can tear through the strongest mineral like butter. She was just a tad larger than a full-grown Beowolf.

As Weiss' waterworks slowly came to an end she questioned where her other wolf was, "Where's Silber?"

Silber, Schwarz's aforementioned counterpart, was male. He had slick silver fur that shone white, in a similar way to Schwarz's two-toned coat. One of his most distinguishing features was an intricate white diamond mark on his forehead. His eyes were an icy blue, the same color as Weiss'. Steel grey claws adorn his paws. While he was smaller than Schwarz, he was still larger than a full-grown Beowolf.

Schwarz turned her gaze to the open balcony doors. "Ah... hunting again? Good thing he wasn't here to witness my breakdown. He probably won't recognize me as the alpha if he ever saw my weak side." Schwarz whined and shook her head furiously as if trying to say it's not true.

"Why do you two still stick to me anyways?" Weiss questioned Schwarz with saddened eyes. Schwarz looked at Weiss as if she's crazy then started a licking frenzy.

"Okay okay! I get it Schwarz! You can stop now!" Weiss giggled as she tried to get away from the 'kisses'. The wolf refused to give up and continued her attack until Weiss' stomach lets out a low growl. Schwarz stopped and stared angrily at Weiss. Blushing, Weiss understood why Schwarz was mad at her, she had once again forgotten to eat dinner. "Lunch" she mumbled.

With a growl, Schwarz picked Weiss up with her teeth and tossed a squeaking ice princess onto her back. No matter how often this happen, Weiss would never get used to being picked up liked that. It was just so... uncivilized. Once she landed on Schwarz's back Weiss grabbed whatever amount of fur she could get her hands onto before Schwarz sprinted to the dining room; cursing the black and red wolf all the way because she was still in her pj's. A Schnee should never be seen like this.

Schwarz and Silber acted more like nannies than anything else. Though Schwarz was the only one to see Weiss' weak side. Maybe it was because Schwarz smelt like forests and roses… Maybe because Schwarz smelt like her.

Two female figures sat around an extravagant dining table in an even more extravagant dining hall. One, a blonde, had her head laying on the table complaining that it's too early to be awake and questioning why on earth she agreed to meet with Weiss so early. The other was ignoring the grumbling mess of said blonde as she read the morning newspaper and sipped on a cup of warm milk.

Suddenly, a set of cat ears perked up while the cup of milk and newspaper in the latter's hands are placed on the table. "Hey babe, can you open the doors?"

"But it's already open kitty cat." the busty blonde groaned out.

"Trust me, you probably want to open them wider." The black haired beauty purred as she walked over a specially sealed cabinet and took out a dog treat, one that oddly resembled a cookie. All the while asking the maids to bring in the heiress's breakfast.

"Fine, but just so you know you owe me another one." The blonde stood up and walked towards the door. With a huff of frustration, she shoved the doors open. Just in time too, for no sooner than the doorway was cleared a black and red ball of fur to barreled through. "Blake!" she shouted as she got bulldozed by the formerly mentioned furball. "God damnit Schwarz!" She yelled at the wolf while getting back on her feet. "I should've know dating a black cat would get me bad luck..." she mumbled.

"I don't bring you that much bad luck do I, Yang?" Blake called over to her shoulder as she picked up Weiss.

Yang Xiao Long and Blake Belladonna. The beauty and the beast pair. The former a human, the latter a Faunus, both deeply infatuated with the other. Ranked second and third in their graduating class, right behind Weiss. Both 23 years of age.

Yang was a jack of all trades. After graduation she started out as a mercenary. Taking up any requests or jobs at any price. Over time her prices gradually increased because the jobs they sent her on no longer gave her the thrill she thrived for. Now she's known as the infamous owner, and part time bartender, of the Black Sun. Housed below the equally famous Golden Lotus. An all in one hotel, featuring the cooking of one master chef Lie Ren, and the second to none baking of Nora Valkyrie; both co-owners.

Though a large number of jobs still asked for her, she needed to think of some solution so she could stay on the good terms with those who requested her help. With Blake's help and advice, she set up a bulletin board for the requests to be taken by other hunters and huntresses. Of course these requests can only be taken with the confirmation from the remaining members of either team RWBY or team JNPR. The club was more like a night guild than anything, and with Yang's reputation, there was never a scarcity of requests.

Blake, true to her word, became Weiss's personal bodyguard and head of the SDC security force in the eastern branch. With her knowledge from being ex-White Fang member, she kept the heiress out of harms way better than any other leading security company in the world. She was also proved to be of a great asset in preventing most of the White Fang attacks.

Not only was Blake the first Faunus to hold an important position in the SDC, but she held the only position where she held the heiress' life in the palm of her hands. She was a role model, a figure that commanded respect, the first to show that every Faunus has the chance to become who they want to be just as long as they work hard for it. And right now she wanted to retrieve the heiress from a stampeding wolf.

"Schwarz!" Blake shouted; effectively stopping the wolf in its tracks. Looking around to see who called her, Schwarz's ears flatten and her tail drooped as her eyes locked with Blake's angry ones.

Blake's eyes softened at the sight of the whimpering wolf and pulls out the dog treat from behind her back. "Hier," Blake said in a much softer tone with no trace of her former anger. Schwarz immediately perked back up and trotted over to Blake. Once she was close enough, Blake instructed her to lay down and stay put as she put the cookie shape dog treat on her muzzle.

Smirking at the sight she has created, Blake walked around the wolf to retrieve the dazed heiress. Upon lifting Weiss, Blake heard her girlfriend cursing her choice in women. "I don't bring you that much bad luck do I, Yang?"

Not a moment later she heard Yang laughing hysterically. With a shake of her head she continued to pick up the tiny dazed heiress and settled her into the chair at the head of the table. "My savior," Weiss disorientedly commented.

"Any time, boss." Blake smirked and patted her on the back.

Snapping out of her daze, Weiss wondered what had gotten Yang to laugh like a hyena. "What are you laughing at you hooligan?!" Yang, barely able to sit up, pointed at Schwarz. Weiss turned towards the said black and red furball she couldn't help but coo at the sight of her beloved wolf.

Schwarz, lying on her belly with her ears flattened against her skull. Her eyes were crossed due to her concentration being centered on the dog treat that lay on her muzzle. Upon hearing her master's affectionate voice, she removed her gaze from the cookie to look at Weiss. Tilting her head in confusion, Schwarz dropped her treat bringing out a whimper when she realized she dropped it.

Unable to stand the cuteness of her wolf anymore Weiss instructed Schwarz to pick up her treat. "Hier!" after Schwarz carefully picked up the treat with her teeth and dropped it into Weiss' palm. She brushed off any possible dirt on the treat and fed it to Schwarz while scratching her ears and saying "Gut volf, gut volf." Schwarz barked happily while her tail thumped the ground in satisfaction.

*snap*
*chuckles*
*giggles*

"What are you two fiends up to now?" Unable to contain it anymore, Yang bursted out in laughter. Tears ran down Yang's face as she rolled around on the ground. Blake stood near her beloved and trying to hide her laughter behind her hand.

"Princess, you should ... really... ask your mirror who is the fairest ... one of all." Yang managed to choke out between her bouts of laughter.

Blake, now calmed but had a mischievous smirk adorning her face. "I know my look makes me desirable and all, but I didn't expect you to follow my footsteps princess."

In horror, Weiss took out her scroll to check what she looked like. "Schwarz!" was all she could muster. Schwarz looked up at her master with a tilt of her head and eyes filled with innocence. She was confused on why her master called for her with such anger.

Knowing her pet wolf did not understand her current cause of distress, Weiss drover her palm into her face with a groan. "Schwarz, you are lucky I love you so much otherwise you'd be back on the streets." Her scroll beeped as she received a picture message from Yang. Giving Yang the death stare, she dreaded to see what was sent. Opening the message, her palms once more found her face and she groaned louder than before.

A look at the picture reveals a Weiss sat on her throne like chair, scratching Schwarz's head with both hands in pure adoration. The light shone down upon her, as if she was an angel with her beloved animal. Weiss was in her pajamas, which in and of itself wasn't such a bad thing.

Another look at the picture depicted Weiss with, a very aptly named, bed head. Unfortunately, a certain wolf had dragged her out of the room before she even had a chance to crawl out of bed, let alone brush her hair. Her hair was slicked back graced with an immeasurable number of baby strands sticking out in every conceivable direction. Of course all preparation credits goes to the ever so mischievously innocent Schwarz.

"Can my day get any worse?" Weiss thought. Checking her scroll once more she only groaned again. It was only 7:00 AM.