Hey guys! I know I'm taking forever on stuff, and I know I really need to get the lead out on Bond of Blonde. I'm sorry to say that I won't be updating A Shift in Power. To be honest, I've just kinda lost the thread of the story. It is up for adoption if anyone would like it. This is the new chapter of A New Beginning. This actually comes from a prompt from the Writingprompts pictures on Pinterest. Alright, here we go:
A Chance of Fate
The entity stirred as it felt a pull. It was a familiar pull, but one that the entity had gone millennia without.
I am summoned.
The being slowly exuded it's presence out of its own realm, and into the world of Men and Grimm.
It chose it's favored avatar, a man of eight feet, tanned skin, blond hair, glowing blue eyes, and Vacuian robes.
"You have summoned me master, I am yours to-"
"Buh!"
The being, for all its immense power and control, never thought this would happen.
A baby girl, less than a year, was holding his lamp.
And chewing it.
"Well..."
The child looked at him with beautiful lilac eyes.
A sigh.
"Crap."
The being watched as his charge walked into her parents room. He had watched as her life progressed, and he had protected her as best he could.
As a being of light, unlike his darker cousins, he could never harm his master. Even indirectly. So each time the child was in trouble, he intervened.
Though he could not stop her mother from leaving.
He growled, his pocket of reality reverberating, as his young mistress took her younger sister and marched into the forest.
As he followed, he felt the darkness of the Grimm approach. Unless she were to call upon him, he could not attack them himself. For the sake of her mind, the being made himself invisible once she reached a certain age. She had thought him a mere figment of her imagination.
The being reached out with his power, until he finally found his target. A light. Damaged, dimmed, but with a spark connecting it to his charge.
Qrow. Your niece. The cabin. Fly swiftly.
He could not communicate with any other than his master in this form, but he could guide others for the sake of her protection.
The being sighed softly as he watched the Huntsman eradicate the small pack of Grimm. She was safe. For now.
Must you do this Yang? Yes, she was your mother, but to associate with this type of place? I cannot call your family, nor can I intervene directly.
The being moved around the club, no one noticing anything other than perhaps a slight blur.
As the young dragon moved to the bar, the being made a decision.
Brothers, I ask your forgiveness.
The being yet again chose an avatar, though a slightly different one.
A young man of six feet, fair skin, blue eyes, a mop of blond hair, and casual clothes. His only weapons a long sword and a small sidearm.
Perfect blend. Should be rather forgettable.
He sighed as Yang punched the owner through a glass pillar.
So much for remaining calm.
As Yang engaged another young lady with claws attached to her legs, the being drew his sword and deflected an attack from the lady in red.
"Hey, thanks buddy, but this ain't your fight." Yang grabbed her opponent and threw her to the other combatant.
"Sorry, but I can't just let you fight two on one." The being smirked, glad to finally be of use. "Besides, this'll be fun."
Between a young huntress in training who had had a long day and a timeless being who had been itching to fight for millennia, the battle did not last long.
"Well, thanks pal. You're not half bad with that sword of yours." Yang's face was slightly flushed, but she seemed to be in good spirits.
"Thanks. Personally, I think you may have-" a light fell, landing not three feet from the being, "done more damage."
The two chuckled as they exited the now destroyed club. The being breathed deeply in cool night air, glad to be free of the stuffy confines of his own realm.
"I'm Yang. Yang Xiao-Long. So, can I know the name of my fighting buddy?" The being smiled outwardly, but cursed himself internally. There will be consequences for this.
"I'm Jaune. Jaune Arc. Short, Sweet, Rolls off the tongue, and the ladies love it." As Yang snickered at the rather corny introduction, the being smiled a more normal smile.
Worth it.
Okay guys, that's it! I know, I know. It was really short, but I'm pressed for time. I just wanted y'all to know that I'm not dead quite yet. I hope y'all can keep being patient with me. And again, all of the stories in this little collage are for you. If you guys want to try and extend them, just shoot me a note. Alright, see y'all later!
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