The Sun Rises Ch. 10 Weiss
Authors Note: Again any advice is welcome, and as always Rwby belongs to Rooster Teeth.
A few minutes later Weiss excused herself from the room and trudged back to her own in a daze. She stopped and saw Klein on the way back, and grabbed a cup of tea off the tray he was holding. She arrived at her room and sat down at her desk.
All the while repeating to herself, 'Jaune Arc is a prince, fighting Grimm and villains like a hero," she thought to herself in disbelief, 'and what am I doing?!'
Weiss Schnee had always gotten most everything she ever wanted, of course there were always strings attached, some way her father would use whatever it was to push her in a certain direction. She still had gotten what she wanted or did what she wanted to do.
Weiss wanted learn how to sing? She got one of the greatest coaches on earth, so she could sing at company balls, or galas. Weiss wanted to be a huntress? She was given some of the best coaches and equipment money could buy, so she could make the family proud and look good before the world.
She had never in her life felt the feeling that now welled with in her, jealousy.
It was a truly ugly feeling, that she was jealous of someone for living her dream. Someone who came from a great and proud family, who had loving and supportive parents, and who now used their skills as a huntsman to make the world a better place and bring glory and honor to their family name. Everything Weiss wanted for her own life, being lived by someone else.
'No not someone!' she thought, 'Jaune... Jaune Arc. I Weiss Schnee am jealous of Jaune Arc!' She could hardly believe anything was real anymore. Weiss continued to mindlessly sip her tea at her desk, as she stared out the window.
'He's out there fighting bringing glory to his family,' she thought bitterly, 'and I'm here, doing nothing… Wondering if I'll ever be a huntre-'
"No!" Weiss declared suddenly, "I refuse… I refuse to be jealous of… to want to be… Jaune Arc!"
She began to clear a space in the center of the room. Weiss then went to her dresser and withdrew Myrtenaster from its case.
"I refuse to be bested by… to be outdone by that… that…" her anger flared.
Not anger with Jaune but with herself, at her own failures. For the team… the friends she couldn't protect.
Weiss placed the tip of her sword against the ground and activated her semblance, trying to do it just the way Winter showed her. From semblance training, to fencing, to glyph practice, and studying different dust types or Grimm types on breaks. After hours of work sweat was dripping down her face, alongside a hard look of determination, yet she was angry. Weiss walked over and threw open a window to cool off, letting the freezing air blast in like a wave washing over her.
She felt Alive!
For the first time since she returned in Atlas, Weiss Schnee felt alive! Like she was making progress and moving forward. She kept up her training long into the night, until she was so tired she might drop her sword.
Weiss returned Myrtenaster, and walked to her bathroom for a long shower, it was like washing away all her pent up anger and frustration, all her fears and worries flowing down the drain. She left the shower feeling clean and refreshed, both physically and mentally.
She practically lept into bed, eager to wake up tomorrow and continue her work. Weiss was already so tired that she quickly drifted off to a refreshing sleep.
That night Weiss had the strangest dream, about a handsome prince and a beautiful princess in an icy castle.
Not sure if Weiss is gonna be in love with him or not, let me know what you think.