AUTHOR NOTE: THANKS EVERYONE FOR THE SUPPORT, I LOVE YOU GUYS. I DO NOT OWN RWBY (THOUGH IT WOULD BE COOL IF I DID) ALL RIGHTS GO TO ROOSTER TEETH. I'M NOT SURE HOW LONG I'M GOING TO KEEP THIS FANCFICTION GOING. OR WEATHER OR NOT I WANT TO INCLUDE SALEM IN THE PLOT LINE. LET ME KNOW YOUR IDEAS, OR MAYBE THINGS YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE. I WILL END UP RELEASING SOME CONCEPT DESIGNS OF CRIMSON AND HER KATANA. This will be a longer chapter due to song (deal with it :3).

Chapter Three:

"maybe red's like roses? maybe it's the pool of blood the innocents will lay in

when in the end you've failed to save them? their dying eyes

are wide and white like snow."

"Roman, I trust you remember Ruby" Crimson said as she paced around their secret layer located on the outskirts of the city of Vale.

"Oh you mean Red" Torchwhick said with a coy smile on his face, "What made you turn Red?" "Did she offer you some cookies?".

At that Crimsons blood began to boil as she sized the thief up, walking up to him and flicking him on the head which caused him to sail into the opposite wall and crash through. "Oops" was all she said failing to cover the grin on her face. Cinder began to chuckle as she watched Torchwhick struggle to stand up again.

"Well now that's over I trust you are ready for phase one of our plan?" Cinder asked. Torchwhick nodded as he handed over two scrolls and a couple of looted Atlas uniforms.

Beacon was just how she had remembered it, but she had changed a lot since last year. There was no way anyone would be able to recognize her anymore, all the defining factors that made up Ruby Rose were gone. But for precaution Cinder had decided to give her a male uniform, and her pitch black hair was tied back into a loose ponytail. She had shot up a foot and her once petit body was gone, so the male uniform suited her rather well. Although she still had a preference for the color black. It was Cinders intention that she sat in all the combat classes to evaluate the enemy, seeing as all her old classmate's would be the ones she would be fighting during the vital festival. As she entered the large classroom she noticed that Pyrrha was already sparing with team CRDL, she smirked at the site of them getting their ass handed to them. Making her way to the back row of the arena noticing team WBY.

Everyone on her old team looked very much the same, Except maybe Yang who had this hardened look on her face as she surveyed the fight, not even batting an eye at the arrival of new people in the room. As the spar finished Glynda spoke up in search of more new combatants, Crimson's hand shot up from her seat.

"Alright you are?" Goodwitch said in her usual dry tone.

"I'm Crimson, and I would like to fight those three girls" she said as she pointed to Weiss, Blake, and Yang (shits about to go down). They all turned with their eyebrows raised in skepticism.

Crimson stood in the center of the stage unsheathing her katana and staring down her once best friends and her sister. She could tell yang was sizing her up, as she gave a small laugh.

"Don't expect us to go easy on you tough guy" Yang said a snarl in her voice.

Crimson just scoffed at the weak excuse of a taunt. In an instant she burst forward in great speed by activating two large movement glyphs behind her. Not even bothering to strike with her sword she stopped an inch from yang's face and sent the girl flying across the floor with a simple shove. Yang's aura blinked red indicating that she was eliminated from the match as Crimson used her previous momentum to spring forward this time activating a gravity glyph around her so she could glide across the stage, switching her attention to Weiss who was still shocked at how quickly she had incapacitated her teammate. Crimson smirked as she brought mystander in defensive position.

"You want to duel princess?" she said with a sneer on her face bringing her katana to full extension in attack pose, she struck getting faster and faster with each strike and with one swirl had disarmed Weiss and used her own sword to send her crashing to the ground, all the while Blake watched from the back ground not emitting a single sound. But Crimson could smell the dirty faunus, with a cold smile on her face she lunged into the darkness and cut through the carbon copy of Blake only to bring the second blade of her sword below her to strike the real one.

The whole class was in shock with what the newcomer had done to the top team of third year. Goodwitch cleared her throat in surprise as she looked at the Crimsons aura that had been left untouched. This man hadn't even used his semblance yet he seemed to have sheer force on his side. She would have to let Ozpin know of this extraordinary student. All the while Crimson just winked at the awestruck Weiss as she strode from the classroom, her mission had been accomplished. It wont be long till Ozpin will want to assign her on some missions. One area in particular was on her mind, as Mountain Glenn loomed in the distance.

Not a week had past since Crimson and Cinder had made their way to Beacon when she had gotten a request to meet with Ozpin. Cinder took extra precaution to make absolute sure Crimson resembled a man. This time cutting off her long locks that had grown out, giving her a short but extraordinarily stylish cut. "Don't worry my pet it will grow out soon enough" Cinder said as she planted a soft kiss on Crimsons forehead. Making her way to the top of the tower to meet with Ozpin, eventually the elevator reached the destination. Ozpin sat in his chair with the same cup of coffee in his hand when Crimsons old self had met him.

"So you are the Crimson Throne everyone is talking about" Ozpin said in a amused voice.

"That would be I" Crimson said in the most level voice.

"I would like to ask for your assistance on a harsh mission in the south east quadrant, you will be embarking with team WBY, I believe you met the three of them earlier today" he spoke again.

"I would be more than happy to" I said as I lowered into a formal bow and made my way from Ozpins office.

"So much potential" Ozpin muttered as he watched the man walk away. Ozpin could of almost sworn he smelt a very light smell of roses but shook his head. Maybe Glynda was right, he needed to move on from Ruby she was dead.