Hello Readers. I know it has been a while now, but I came up with another chapter. We are still between episode 9 and 14 and unfortunately my questions from last time will not be answered, yet. Now let's see how the things are going on Remnant.
Chapter 5: Human trash
Location: South-eastern continent on Remnant
The being had finally reached a canyon valley of a nearly unpopulated landmass and hovered over it. It was dry and hot, but nothing it couldn't handle. In the valley was a small cave. It would use it to gather the rescources to make troops for the defense of the valley. The being made a few disgusting noises, when some kind of purple slime flooded the ground under it and formed a pool, that kept expanding. The few plants, which came in contact with it, immediatly turned purple themselves and died. Something fell off the being and the flood of slime stopped after a few seconds. THe slime revealed a pulsing bump of red flesh on carpet of slime. The hovering being then continued to produce this purple slime, which now covered the bump. It kept the bump alive. This had the highest priority. Then it would take care of everything else.
Location: Beacon Academy, Ozpin's office
Ozpin sighed in relief. Just minutes ago he had a converssation with the council and the Gouvernement of Atlas. Apparantly an island near the border of both kingdoms was found completely destroyed. The Atlasian military had stated that the test of experimental weapons would violate the peace between the kingdoms. Ozpin for his part was suprised about this News. He immediately told them he didn't knew what they were talking about and tried to defuse the situation. When he saw the Pictures, the council sent, he was shocked. And this expression was written all over his face. An once normal Island burned to the ground and big collateral damage obliberated. After ensuring them that he had nothing to do with this and that he presumed someone else to test their weapons there, he was only yelled on for not taking his Position serious enough and allowing Terrorists like the White Fang to roam freely around Vale. The conversation ended with a quick apology of both sides for letting the Argument escalate like that and an increase of the security in the area. Right now he leaned back in his chair and took a few deep breaths. Then Glynda Goodwitch came in and brought a pot of coffee. Ozpin had sen her out during the conversation, because one their Meetings are secret, mostly, and two he didn't want Glynda to see him like that. She put the pot on the table and gave Ozpin a cup.
"Thanks Glynda." he said, when he took a sip.
"So what did Atlas want this time? Was it James again?" she asked, but Ozpin shook his head.
"It seems like one of the islands in the North was completely freed from the creatures of grimm." he said. Now Glynda was confused.
"Isn't that something good?" she asked.
"It would be but it wasn't Atlas and they think we are testing some kind of mass destruction weapons." he said, while taking another sip.
"What? How could they even consider such a thing?" Glynda said. She slapped her crop against her hand, frighting the hell out of Ozpin.
"Look a these pictures Glynda. I believe they are reason enough for them to blame someone else for this." he said when he opened the files with the Pictures before and after whatever happend there. If Glynda would say that she was shocked, it still wouldn't get the Picture in her mind. But thenn she remembered something.
"Sir doesn't this look like the thing Iarut showed us? When this planet was..." she didn't finished the sentence, but itt wasn't necessary to continue. That hit Ozpin like a bomb. 'Of course! There was no power that could wipe out grimm and destroy the landscape like that. But when you take someone from somewhere else...' he thought, but the picture of the destroyed island reappeared in his mind with the Vision of an entire planet reduced to ashes.
"What would happen when this power would turn against us?" he asked himself. None of them dared to say something at this retoric question, but someone did.
"Your civilisation would be destroyed in a matter of days, weeks maybe. It depends how fast the grimm would kill the survivors." a familiar voice said. Both teachers were shocked, when Iarut appeared out of nowhere in the office. Both then noticed the nevermore skull-mask on his shoulder.
"I see you have made yourself comfortable on Remnant Iarut." Ozpin said.
"No. This is merely one of many worlds I will fight on. Don't get your hopes up Ozpin. I will only stay as Long this fight holds on." Iarut said.
"Why are you wearing a nevermore mask, I may ask?" Glynda asked.
"You may." that comment unnerved the huntress a bit. "It was a tradition of the blood hunters to decorate themselves with the bones of their Prey. Unfortunately I haven't found a way yet to keep the corpses of he grimm from evaporating so I had to make a replica in your School." the protoss replied. Glynda pinched the bridge of her nose, before asking the next question.
"Did you caused this?" she pointed at the picture of the island. Iarut just nodded. "Then how and why did you obliberate the island, when you killed the grimm?"
"The destruction of the island wasn't planned or anything Glynda Goodwitch. It was merely in my path of destruction. Like you were with your colleagues when I actually just planned to reveal myself to Ozpin." Iarut replied dryly.
"You know something like that could cause a war with Atlas Iarut? If that should occur we cannot ensure your safety any longer." Ozpin now said.
"Then they shall come. They won't even have the luxury to inform their leaders about me. Only a long and painful death awaits them." Iarut said in a challenging tone. That didn't really shocked the teachers, but they were taken aback by his carefree statement.
"Isn't that a bit extreme? You can't suggest something that evil." Glynda finally said.
"There is no such thing like good or evil, 'Goodwitch'. Those are just terms we use to describe what we think is good or bad. Even if you consider me evil I say that I'm the necessary evil." Iarut said. "Also I told you someone, anyone draws a weapon at me, they can make their peace."
"Anything else we would need to know? Like obliberate islands? Burned down forests? Maybe a planned natural catastrophe?" Ozpin asked sarcastic. Iarut however mused.
"Maybe dragging one of the fragments of your moon closer to the planet, so it would make impact on Remnant's surface and wiping out both humans and faunus, but grimm and every other creature on this planet as well." he said. The teachers paled at the thought. "Don't worry. If I would wipe the planet population out there would be no fight left to fight." Iarut said calm the two down. They sighed in relief, when Glynda asked.
"How is your process than in exterminating the grimm then?" Iarut looked at her. When he could grin, now he would.
"The emerald forest is clear of the creatures of grimm, but they will reappear after a while. The smaller Islands around he continent are save as well, but right now I'm taking care of some other kind of trash." he said. Glynda looked a bit confused, but Ozpin understood.
"You are talking about the White Fang, right?" he said.
"Indeed. For a group of terrorists that want to destroy the human species they are getting the attention from both the humans, to deepen the conflict between your species, and the faunus, which join the White Fang because of said conflict. In the end this will become worse when they are not stopped immediately. Or would you prefer a war with two frontlines, one outside and one on the inside?" Iarut asked sarcastic.
"I would like to fight no wars at all, but as long I'm here, I will have to take of the world so something like that won't happen." Ozpin said.
"You know the fight is no longer avoidable, for that they already became too strong. Their behavior however is strange. When they were just a bunch of animals that, wanted to kill all the humans, than there would be no reason to steal dust in such meassures. But when they are coordinated then they are building an army. I have taken part in many battles Ozpin and no matter what species it was, the first step is always to get a foot on the ground and gather rescources." Iarut replied. The tension in the room became thick as jelly.
"And what do you think you can do about that?" Glynda said irritated. Iarut couldn't really blame her for that, but that doesn't mean he liked it.
"I will take care of this filth once they Show their heads out of their den. Then I will strike them down and gather as much Information as possible." Iarut said, before he vanished again in a black and red cloud of smoke. For a few seconds no one said a word, before Glynda broke the silence.
"I already hate it when he does that." she muttered.
"Do you mean sharing information with us or appearing and disappearing like he pleases?" Ozpin said, while smiling smug as a pirate. Yes he loved teasing Glynda. She however made a snapping sound with her crop. "G-Glynda there is no need to let this escalate." he stammered. 'Bad move Ozpin. Very bad move.' he thought to himself. He had felt this thing already in his youth and now he was very close to experience on of the most painful things on Remnant again.
The wrath of an angry huntress named Glynda Goodwitch.
With Iarut
The tal'darim paced around in the school, while being hidden. It wasn't so hard to not bump in any students or something, but this whole hiding Thing wasn't something he prefered. He was a blood hunter once, so he had no Problem with staying unseen for days in order to chase down his Prey. But hiding from weak younglings? Not very intruding. He snapped out of thoughts when he came into Professor Port's class, Grimm study.
Of course Iarut was interested in the different kinds of grimm and how to kill and torture them, but he was very disappointed when he was about 5 minutes in the room and Port was just talking about his younger days when he defeated an ursa with nothing else but a package of something called 'chewing gums' and a 'slingshot'. For the tal'darim that was bring and didn't really helped the children to fight grimm.
In fact, most of the class appeared to either sleep on their tables or doing something else. Even Ruby Rose was drawing a weird cartoon-like Picture of Port being round like a energy sphere of a protector. If Iarut wanted to let Ruby grow in the right direction he had to take the lesson in his own Hands. He went behind Professor Port and grabbed touched his head slightly with a finger. Immediatly he wached through the memories of Peter Port, from old forgotten ones like when he was still a newborn child to the last seconds. Port saw this to and stopped in his story-telling, however None of the students paid Attention to him anyway.
"Greetings Peter Port." Iarut said to Port, but due the psionic Connection of their minds no one else could hear them. Port wanted to say anything, but the tal'darim cut him off. "Don't say what you want to tell me unless you want to let your students think you are even crazier than now."
"Test, test. 1,2,1,2. Can you hear me?" Peter said/thought. Iarut felt the urge to roll his eyes.
"Yes I can, but I believe you should teach better than that." Iarut said.
"Well what do you suggest then?" Port thought a bit angry, because no one ever dared to critizise his teaching style. Well except Glynda. And Oobleck. And Ironwood, when he was here.
"You tell your students stories about your adventures, but by their Looks they don't buy it." Iarut said, while gesturing at the bored students. "How about a demonstration then? Let's see if you are still so 'epic' as in your youth." Iarut said. He didn't expect Port to answer, but he didn't expect Port to talk to his class.
"Excuse me for a second students. I need to do something very important." he excused himself, when he dashed out the door. That was certainly not what Iarut expected, neither did he saw the next Thing coming. Professor Port came back. With a slingshot and chewing gums in his Hands. He then activated the barrier between him and the students, starteling the most of them. He then coughed to get their Attention.
"Now students. I have noticed some of you may think that my stories never happened or that they are far fetched. But I came to put this rumors to rest. By defeating this grimm in this cage." Port said while gesturing at a large metal cage, which rumbled a bit.
'How could I have not seen this thing earlier?' Iarut asked himself.
"With nothing but these." he Held up his slingshot and the chewing gums. "And don't try to do this at home or anywhere else." he said. The students looked in disbelief and started to murmur.
"Has he lost his mind?" Pyrrha asked.
"You mean even more than usual?" said Weiss.
"Okay he has lost it. I'm getting some of the teachers." Yang said, but was hold on her place by Ruby.
"Oh come on. This is going to be interesting and cool." she said.
"Or horrible and traumatizing." Blake said. Then Port opened the cage revealing a creep. A few students sighed in relief since creeps were mainly pack hunters. But the more experienced huntsmen were still concerned. Creeps might lack arms and were most dangerous in large numbers, but they had a lot of stamia and power in their legs and their jaws. A creep could easily tear a man's arm of with those teeth and a swipe of their rather short tails was very painful as well.
"Well then let's begin." Port said when he started the battle, by chewing chewing gums.
A few moments later
Iarut had to say that was something new. In a few minutes the totally ridicoulous situation between the huntsmen teacher and the grimm had come to an end. Now he saw a creep laying on it's side, behind a victorious Port. The feet were bond together with a big mass of chewing gum. The creep tried to get out his prison like an insect that sat it's foot on rosin, but in vain. It could try to bit through the chewing gum, but the strap of the slingshot was wrapped around it's jaws and the handle strapped on it's tail, preventing it to use that too.
And he wasn't the only one who gaped at the defeated grimm. The entire class in the room sat there shell shocked. As for Peter he panted a bit due the exhaustion.
"Well then class. And that is how you can capture a creep with nothing else, but your intelligence and chewing gums. Now then, you are dismissed. And don't forget: Never try this at home." he said. The class left the room like usual, but the mood of the fleeing mass was not as bored as always. Iarut heard the mutters in the groups about his very disturbing fighting style. Port meanwhile had sat on a chair and wiped the sweat of his forehead. Then Iarut approached him.
"I have to say you did well for such... unusual weaponary." Iarut said, when he lifted the creep up and threw it in the cage. With a loud crash the cage closed again.
"Well thank you. I hadn't done such things since like forever. I guess I have convinced my students now to listen a bit more closely at my stories." Port said.
"Perhaps. But next time you fight These creatures you should use more efficient weapons than that. And maybe you shouldn't do such things so often. You still need to teach them to kill these creatures."
"I agree. Well thank you for the advise. It really made it a bit lively in this class." Port laughed.
"Your stories hold great value for the students. Your tales maybe a bit too heroric, but you have faced the grimm before. And the humans."
Now Port looked a bit confused. "Excuse me?"
"I have seen in your memories what you have experienced. You have faced danger and obstacles, but also what awaits after these things. The pain, the sorrow and the destruction the grimm can cause. They will face it sooner or later as well and they will have to overcome it on their own, when they want to continue as huntsmen. This duty is nothing for people with a weak will." Iarut said, before his presence disappeared.
Professor Port had to comprimise what he just heared. Iarut had showed that he could take on enemies far more destructive than the grimm, but what he said was true. This Job was definately nothing for weak nerves. But one thing bugged him to no end.
"What do you mean my tales are 'too heroric'?! This is what really happened!" he said to no one in particular. However a few students out side plus Iarut could still hear him.
Iarut had walked through the entire building of Beacon academy several times, but there was one thing he couldn't get behind. When ever he walked through the building he felt some Kind of energy floating through the halls. It was bright and warm like the sun back on Aiur. He had felt the power of Aura and semblace at the students and teachers already and could tell it was neither of those. It was more like the dorment power of Ruby Rose, because it was much more powerful than anything else around the school. He had to find out what it was, but Ozpin observed all the halls in the academy. The power came from below he was certain about that.
He would investigate this later, for now he had to do what he had agreed on with Ozpin. Watching over Ruby Rose. Iarut really regretted it to basically stalk a little innocent girl. It just felt horribly wrong. He shook his head and abonded the thoughts. He had to concentrate, but a yelp drew his interest to another Student. It was a Girl with Long Brown hair and bunny ears. Her ears were pulled by a brute with short lighter Brown hair and she was surrounded by 3 other male students. Iarut took a look in their minds.
The Girl was called Velvet Scarlatina, was a second-year student here and obviously a rabbit faunus. The boy group was Team CRDL led by Cardin Winchester, the brat that pulled on Velvet's ears. He was a perfect example for racist towards the faunus species. His Team members Russel Thrush, Dove Bronzewing and Sky Lark were racists as well but only acted when their leader was around.
'How pathetic. They insult someone who could actually help them and yet only attacked those who are weaker then himself. Even a lone zerg drone has more courage in one tip of it's wings than These people all together.' Iarut thought. Then an idea started to form in his mind. 'All protoss factions see humiliation as a serious offense and the daelam mostly help those in need. I guess I can help a bit to 'educate' those brats.' he thought. He spotted a few trash cans around the courtyard and lifted them up.
"So you know what we are doing with faunus ears. We cut them off you freak." Cardin said. He and his Team laughed when they saw the despair in Velvet's face and continued to mock her. Then something hit Cardin at the head. Hard. "OUCH! Hey!" he said, when he whipped his head around. But he saw no one. He looked at the ground o see a ball of paper laying in the grass. "What the..." he was interrupted when an empty can made contact with his face. He groanded in pain and Held his face, letting go of Velvet who jumped away from the Group. She and CRDL looked around to see who was helping her, but they saw no one.
But the Bombardement didn't stop. Instead now an avalance of trash and garbage flew directly in the perplexed boy group.
"What the hell... Ouch!" "Where does this come from? Aahh!" "Quick take cover! OW!" the tried to locate the source of the assault, but found nothing. Quickly they realised that the only chance to not need to change clothes for the next lesson would be to find cover, but they were already covered in garbage and what landed on the ground quickly rised up and attacked again. The Boys ran about for metres when four large open trash cans fell down on CRDL.
"WAHHH!" they screamed, while running around blind. They ran against each other and eventually fell over their own feet before rolling away unable to stop. Velvet couldn't resist but giggle at the Scene. But she wondered. 'Who did just helped me?'
Iarut was content with his work. People without honour had no place amongst real warriors and the rascim on this world was a foolish problem of the people. If they didn't learn how to stand together they would only fall into oblivion. He would now take care of his original object...
*RING*
Ah great, the break was over and the students would return to their classes. Now he had missed the perfect opportunity to observe Ruby and her Team. Well at least he could do so in her next lesson. He walked of the scene. He really didn't want to be here when someone would find this mess.
With RWBY during the break
Ruby and her friends sat outside during the break and talked about Port's class.
"Haveyouseenhowhetookdownthatcreep? Doyouthinkwewouldbeabletodothatwithcookiestoo? Wereallyshouldtrainmoreinthoseways..." Ruby's voice rushed over the Team like they would be blown away just by the Speed of her voice.
"Whoa. Ruby calm down." Yang said. "Yes today was... quite different, but you don't need to tell us that once more. We were there."
"I... have to admit that it was quite something today." Blake said still compromissing what happened earlier.
"I think it was imature and stupid what he did. To fight a grimm like this... I thought this is a real combat school and not some circus." Weiss said clearly irritated.
"But haven't you seen how much chewing gums he chewed? That was amazing!" Ruby said, earning a collective groan from her Team mates.
"I just had the sound out of my head." Weiss said. It was clearly a disturbing noise when Professor Port had chewed the gums. This Sound would haunt their dreams for a long, long time. Except of Ruby of course, who was now eager to buy chewing gums.
-Timeskip-
Late night
Location: Vale
*KRRGH* *SHATTER*
A window was smashed in. The two culprits wore black jackets with Hoods and grimm masks to conseal their identity. On the back they wore the crimson Symbol of a wolf with a scar on it's eye and a the fingered claw scratch in the Background. They were just underlings of the White Fang, but they were appointed with this Task by no one else but Roman Torchwick. They already hated that guy. He called them always animals and stupid. Sooner or later he would pay. Then one of the thugs climbed through the window. On his back a short sword was strapped, just for the case someone would be there.
"I go in and grab the dust. You Keep watching for cops, got it?" he asked. His colleague nodded and turned around, with his automatic rifle ready. After a few seconds however he spun around to see... nothing. "Weird. Wasn't there something. Maybe just the wind." he muttered, when he shook off the Feeling of being watched.
And watched he was indeed. Iarut was currently in an alley of the street and watched the robbery, while being cloaked. He could have killed them in the moment they threw the rock or when they deactivated the alarm, but he decided against it. These were just gears in a big machine of crime. When he would follow them to their hideout he could deal a far bigger hit to the White Fang. So he observed his prey. It reminded him of his days as a blood hunter under Ma'lash. Countless times he was appointed with assassinations on unworthy members of the Tal'Darim. He had lost count a long time ago of the bodies in his cellar.
Then his train of thoughts was interupted by another shattering sound. The thug with the sword now carried a big sac of dust over his shoulder and climbed out the window, causing a few shards of glass to fall to the ground. He and his colleague then took off to their next Destination. And a certain protoss followed closely behind them.
After about 10 minutes they had reached an old factory in the outskirts of Vale. The thugs knocked on the door in a Special rhythm and the door was unlocked from the inside. In the Building numerous crates of dust were piled on top of each other. The piles already nearly reached the ceiling of the Building, where a crane was located, probably to move the crates around.
'They must have stored the dust here for months, when the outcome of every robbery is this small. The loss of this amount of dust and one of their storage rooms would deal a very big hit to the White Fang.' Iarut thought,when he scanned through the Building. There were only a dozen of them here and neither of them was quite strong nor wise. Now the funny part would begin.
Iarut spotted a lone White fang member in one of the corners. He sneaked towards him and quickly covered his mouth, before breaking his neck. Iarut laid the body carefully on the ground, so no one would notice him missing. There were still 11 others in the Building. 6 upstairs and 5 downstairs. He took the sword of the fallen member and then walked in the main hall were the new loot was placed on a table.
"Not so much like last time, but Dust is Dust." the man behind the table commented. "Hey you!" he yelled at a thug in the background. "Bring this to the other stuff, got it?" he ordered.
"Alright bo..." he didn't finish when suddenly his head was seperated from it's shoulders. The blood began to form a pool on the ground around the fallen faunus.
"What the hell!" the others yelled. Immedialtely the entire team of thugs was in the main hall, checking what was going on. The White Fang members on the second Floor stood on a platform above one side of the hall, scanning the area for a threat. That was when Iarut appeared on said platform. He eyed the White fang members with his red glowing eyes and already inflicted fear in their hearts.
"What the fuck is that?" one of them yelled when the entire membership opened fire on the protoss. Iarut however vanished in a black and red mist cloud, only to reappear between the group on the platform. He spun around with his bane blades activated and decapitated 3 of them, since they stood very close together. The others now realised that the thing in front of them was deadly and started to fire at Iarut again. The psionic shield however caught every hit and allowed Iarut to unleash a psionice orb at the other thugs on this floor.
"GAHHH!" they yelled, when they were reduced to ashes by the psionic attack. However the attack was strong enough to also destroy the chains that hold the plat form above the hall. With a loud crash it made Impact on the concrete floor of the hall.
"Quick we need to gett outta here. The others must know about this." the man who stood previously behind the table yelled over the noises in the hall. 'So he and his subordinates understood that they had no chance against me.' Iarut thought when he spotted the four remaining thugs try to run away. But Iarut wouldn't let that happen. He lifted a crate of dust up and threw it between the thugs and the entrance. They were lucky that they weren't crushed by the projectile, but now the entrance was blocked.
"Shit what now?" one of them asked.
"Like I know." another yelled at him.
Then Iarut walked out the smoke screen with the 'borrowed' sword in hand towards the scared thugs. When someone would have a scroll right now, they would take a photo. The thug with the rifle and another thug, who had a pistol, fired at the alien, but Iarut's shield toke the shots with no problem.
"Really is that everything you can do?" he taunted. He charged at the White Fang members. The one with the short sword tried to land a blow on him, but Iarut was skilled in sword fight as well. With ease he deflected the blows of his opponent, before slashing his torso open, killing the White Fang member. The other members now had reloaded and attacked to avenge their fallen comrades. The tal'darim then closed the distance between them and planted the primitive sword in the head of the rifle man, who did steal from the dust shop. Iarut had to say he felt quite a resistance, since the Aura could protect them from blows of such weapons, but his bane blades cut through Aura just as easy as through flesh and bones. The other one with the pistol was lifted in the air before a mind shock made his head explode.
The last man stared in shock and disbelief at the corpses and the murdere in front of him. He tried to move but his body didn't follow his commands anymore. He then was grabbed at the head and pressed against the gate. He choked for air and tried to free himself, but it was no use. Iarut had him lifted above the ground and now watched through the man's memories. Childhood this, discrimination that, joining the White Fang there, Iarut didn't care. He then found what he was searching for.
Man's memories
Iarut looked through the eyes of the man he just Held in his Hands. He stood in a dark room, he assumed a warehouse by the Looks of it. Everywhere White Fang members walked around very large crates, filled with dust weapons and other materials they would Need. In front of him an orange-haired man with, in Iarut's opinion, girlish looking eyelashes in a white suit leaned over a table with a map of Vale. Iarut noted various red crosses on the map. 'Maybe placcs, where they already stole the dust.' Iarut thought, when his Memory donator was speaking.
"So I'm supposed to watch over this area here and make sure everything works out, huh? Doesn't sound that hard." the man said at his superior Roman Torchwick.
"Well we can't get careless my friend. We still need to collect dust, ya know?" Roman said. "So thengo I still need to make that up back there because of lil' red or Cinder is going to burn me into crisp." he said, clearly showing fear in his voice, even when supressed.
The man shivered at the word 'Cinder' and made it's way to the location he was sent to. He had heard rumors about this woman and they weren't very good ones. A woman with powers strong enough to wipe out the white fang by herself and cruel like a devil. that was definately someone he didn't want to meet, that was for sure.
Flashback Ends
Iarut then overloaded the man's brain with psionic energy making him scream in pain, until his brain finally died, it took a couple of seconds to do so. The now smoking and charred body was tossed aside, when Iarut teleported on the roof of the building. He watched over the city of Vale at night only the lights of the lanterns and the buildings illuminated then cloaked himself and began to walk towards Beacon. He could hear the sirenes of the police cars closing in. The people must have heard the noise of the fight. He dashed over the rooftops and knew there was no problem with the people of Vale, yet. While he ran back he thought about experimenting with the dust a bit.
On the south-eastern continent
The continent had little to no inhabitants. The grimm mostly did nothing, but patrolling over the barren landscape of the desert and searching for anyone that could hide ot here. The only hints of human civilisation were the remains of old buildings at the west.
However now something else had made itself comfortable underneath the planet's surface. In a cave deep under the barren land a loud scrathing sound resonated through the cave. Then after a while a wall of the cave gave in for the miner. Quickly many pairs of glowing eyes scanned through the cave as they found something. In the cave was a big crystal that glowed in a faint green light and illuminated a part of the cave. To it's sides other smaller crystals in different colors, such as blue, red and yellow, sprouted out of the ground. The miner went to one of the smaller crystals, before picking it up with a big claw, and started to examine the piece of crystal. Then it quickly left the cave only for three other of it's kind to start to collect the crystals. Yes, everything was going well.
So that was another chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. Next time we will finally be again in the RWBY episodes, so wish me luck, because I have a lot of stuff going on right now. Please write your opinions and critics in the reviews. I would appreciate a feedback.
Hope to see you next time again. Until then goodbye. :)