Revelation for a Dark Soul

by Zacatecas

[summary rewrite] They were partners since the start of the rebellion 10 years ago, but on their last assignment, they fell off the grid. 13 years later, they're found by both old friends, and new foes. When age begins to take it's toll, it'll be up to the new generation to amend their father's sins. but, how far a price would they pay along the way?

10. Losing Control

The days that followed their arrival, BANE was the talk of the school. Mainly in the sense that they challenged team RWBY and nearly won had JNPR and CFVY not gotten involved. What's more, the leader of BANE is younger than Ruby and has been a team leader long before starting. The girl was frightening, especially when she went against Goodwitch for a sparring match. The older witch won of course, but the girl used spell cards and tricks that have yet to even be known to the woman herself. Noa was gaining popularity due to his stoic personality as well as his physical traits. Having a few scars, muscular body, tanned skin, and dense brain, surprisingly, do not go together. He'd been receiving small notes during classes, eyes glued to him as he passed through the halls, and even Neptune stuck by him asking for advice. Of course, the boy, having no idea as to what the blue-haired hunter was talking about, brushed it all aside. Adelheid spent most of her time with Sun and Noa, though on occasions Weiss would pull her aside and try to figure out where the young Faunus knew how to fight the way she did. With her loyalty to her team leader, Adelheid kept her history a secret, for now. Though, that didn't keep Weiss from challenging the young one to a match to determine whether their skills were equal step by step. At times the heiress would find the two monkey Faunus hanging by their tails outside, for some reason annoying her. The manner in which the two teased the heiress as a duo further fumed the desire she had to keep Adelheid away from Sun. Due to the fact that the girl showed potential in her skills as a fighter, Weiss took it upon herself to act as a moral ground for the young Faunus, which in itself was a busy task due to the greater amount of time she spent with Sun. In a way, it was almost like a parent jealous of the other for having a better relationship with the child. It took up most of her time watching over Adelheid that she had little to no time for Neptune as she did before. As for Mochi, with Nora and Yang, the trio began creating havoc in terms of pranks and gut-wrenching puns. If she wasn't with them, then she could be found with her team leader in the school library. The mysterious team from the forest was fitting in quite well, though was challenged often. Some students with too much pride wanted to see if this team was really any good as the rumors detailed. There were a few close calls, even for Patchy, but the only team that has come close to beating them was RWBY.

At this moment, within Beacon's immense library, Blake Beildschmidt sat alone with a stack of large books sitting on the desk beside her. Since her arrival, she spent most of her time reading books lost in her time. The cat Faunus of team RWBY and the blonde knight of JNPR watched the small one from afar. They wanted to approach her, but after watching the child face off against Goodwitch and losing with only mild injuries had them worried about angering her. She hardly ever talked, and when she did, it gave off a stern tone. Though they still wanted to know what was in the book she carried that had Ironwood's attention and had personal information regarding their friends. As they continued to watch, the small witch glanced to them causing them to quickly duck for cover. She sighed and waved her hand, a couple of books flew behind them and smacked their asses causing the two to Yelp and jump in plain view. Once the small sting of pain subsided, they realized that the small witch knew exactly what they were doing, so there wasn't a need for explanations.

"On normal circumstances I'd smash books on the heads of people spying on me, but you're not Mochi." The witch commented while keeping her focus on her book. "On that note, I'm sure you're curious about this." She then waved her father's journal before them, right before encasing the item in a bubble and disappearing it. The two students were amazed at how she was able to do so much with so little effort, but their minds remained with the contents of the journal.

"I was speaking with Xiao Long earlier; beneath your bed is a secret compartment with your 'special' books, correct?" She asked Blake, causing the Faunus to pale and dread what her partner could do with such amount of blackmail. Without warning she sped out and left the two blondes alone. When Jaune was about to join her, a wall of books blocked his exit. He turned to the young girl who had a faint grin on her lips.

"Quite convincing aren't I?" She asked slyly. It was then that the blonde knight remembered how cautious the brawler was of the witch. Hell, she even spoke about it around the girl herself. During the first match between BANE and RWBY, Yang was especially taken down a notch against Patchy with little more than a few water based attacks. There's no way the two of them would speak willingly, let alone if the witch had personal information on the brawler's partner.

"Now, why don't we talk about pinky?"

"Your brother?" Jaune asked.

"No, the small and eerie companion of yours outside of Beacon." Patchy clarified.

With Jaune's expressions changing from confusion to worry, the witch continued her poking.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Jaune argued, to which Patchy replied almost ticked off.

"Oh, I think you do. Does 'Coalition' mean anything to you?" Now, she had delved into a dangerous topic. The blonde knight's expression turned both worrisome and slightly angered. Was he discovered already, would he and his group be silenced? Jaune instinctually reached for a danger hidden in his bracer, he couldn't allow his work to fail now, not after everything that's happened.

"I wouldn't do that." Blake warned, though nothing around her implied she was planning to defend herself. "Would you kill a child, Jaune? If you do, you'll miss out on this." Her palms opened up to reveal the very object the blonde was after. His eyes dilated as he recognized the source of power in the young girl's hand. The very thing he and his group worked so hard to steal was in the hands of this child. Or perhaps, this was just a mere trick. Nevertheless, this was an opportunity the blonde couldn't pass up on, if this was in any way as powerful as what the books described, they could bring down Cinder and her plans all the more easier. But first, he needed to know if they were on the same page and side.

"Is that...?"

"The onyx crystal? Yes and no." Blake replied. It confused the boy, though her smile kept him from asking further. "If you want me to answer any question you have, I require a few things. None are too ridiculous, but merely out of my own personal need."

The blonde was somewhat skeptical and wary of this kid. She had secrets that much is obvious, but she also has what looks like the onyx crystal. Odd, considering there were records that said only one was made. Did he read them wrong, or was she just baiting him? She also knew of Neo, and that was a secret even he kept from his group.

"Well?" Blake insisted on an answer, her tapping insisted her impatience. "I'm only asking for a temporary truce."

"If you hurt my friends, you will pay." Jaune mumbled before offering his hand as a formal acceptance.

"If only you knew the irony in that." The witch commented before grasping his hand as firmly. Upon feeling his palm, memories began to flood Blake's vision. She instantly pulled her hand away, startling the blonde knight. For a moment her aura spiked to a high level before calming down. She chuckled lightly and grinned. "Sorry about that, but you remind me of my father." Blake closed her book and leaned over it. Her eyes were glued to her father's ocean blue orbs. She seemed at peace, which was the opposite of what could be said for the blonde boy.

"Really, what was he like? If you don't mind me asking." Jaune asked, not knowing the shells Blake would drop.

Her grin remained as she counted off the things she remembered. "My father, unsurprisingly, was a hunter...the leader of his team too. The man was the weakest of his group, but I suppose you can say an event in his life pushed him to better himself. He and my mother met before a big war and stayed together even when they were initially enemies. She had pink hair, which is one of the many traits my brother got from her that I didn't. She is...was small and kind of sadistic at times, and she was always so overprotective of my dad when they were around other people, especially women." Blake laughed softly to herself remembering the death glares her mother sent to any woman daring enough to flirt with her husband. Jaune chuckled, but merely because he could relate to what happens when he spends time with Neo. For some reason she was always so cautious of him speaking to other people or when he didn't give her much attention.

"However..." Blake's aura began spiking again. "Like any father, mine did things in his past that he regretted. He worked for an enemy that slaughtered his family. He betrayed his homeland, killed his friends without remorse, and allowed an entire...let's say society, to burn. And for what? All of it for this." Blake gestured to the gem in her hand, the gem was beginning to fade, though its eerie aura still dripped from within. Jaune could relate to most of what she was saying, and it worried him greatly. It was almost like he was following the same path her father threaded. "This damn gem ruined my father, and all he wanted to do was rid the world of this thing before it could cause any damage. But in the end, the crystal was not what brought his world to its knees. Only he and a few people he knew survived and lived on. I want to fix his mistakes...but..."

The door of the library slammed open, the books blocking it flew all over the place, Yang and Pyrrha charged in with weapons drawn, Ruby and Blake followed in with the others walking in calmly.

"Jaune, are you alright?!" The blonde knight's partner asked, though the excitement quickly shut down when they all noticed the boy was calmly sitting across the blonde witch. Said witch smiled and chuckled lightly to herself.

"Oh my, your friends do know how to make an entrance." Patchy commented before waving her hand to the scattered books, they were all lifted and placed back in their appropriate shelves. "There, now the keeper of this place cannot complain about the mess." Patchy rose up and was walking to the door when she turned to Jaune for one last word. The manner in which she placed a hand on the blonde knight's shoulder mad the group uneasy. "My father had a saying; the young believe themselves the best of the world, but often, they who it was that taught them what they know."

The witch's words brought up many memories the blonde knight had of him and his father. He could see the same look in her eyes that his father gave him after sparing with the old Arc. The boy was always to brash and naive, believing because of his father's old age he would lose against the young boy. But those exact words she uttered were spoken by his father too.

"Good day, Mr. Arc." Patchy walked away with nary another word left to utter. Jaune was left to wonder if it was coincidence, or perhaps she had some connection to his family. The blonde waited for the witch to leave before glancing to Weiss and giving her a subtle signal. It was a sign that they may have been compromised and that they needed to regroup. Weiss excused herself from the gathering, though she gave the same look Jaune gave her to Velvet and Yatsuhashi. When the blonde knight managed to convince his friends he was ok, and that Patchy did nothing to him, he left to meet with his associates. Unknown to everyone around them, Jaune, Weiss, Velvet and Yatsuhashi were involved in an organization known only as 'The Coalition', a gathering of many outcasted people from outside the major cities. Ones who were forgotten or whose misery was used as propaganda for the military. Although, these students were not exactly members of this alliance, but rather infiltrators only interested in the dangerous source of power their leader had.

The small group met in their usual spot, near the Emerald forest, Weiss being the only one who wasn't visibly worried, but more annoyed than anything. As the leader of their little special ops team approached, the heiress already began questioning him.

"So, what is it now? Are we actually compromised? Or is this another pep talk about how we'll eventually get the crys-" Weiss was cut off by Jaune's palm, she would've backlashed his actions had his empty eyes not kept her silent.

"That girl, Blake..." Jaune began, though didn't know if he should tell them just yet. If he piled only more bad news on them, then their doubt of ever obtaining the crystal would increase.

"The one from BANE? What about her?" Weiss asked, somewhat impatient.

Jaune held his breath in for a mere moment of hesitation, and revealed "She has an Onyx crystal."

The reveal left them all with widened eyes and skipping heart beats. The small witch of team BANE had, literally in her palms, an object of unfathomable power. How she got her hands on it was the bigger question, what she would do with it was the follow up. Still, after reading the texts, there was some doubt in both Jaune and Weiss.

"A-are you sure? The books claim only one was ever made." The heiress asked.

"I know what the texts said, but I could feel the aura from that thing, it was the same feeling as that day when we recovered the thing for Cinder. But...it was stronger than Cinder's." Jaune's words were deeply worrying the small group as their whole mission was to steal the crystal and use it against Falls. But now, they find out another potential enemy has a stronger gem and is possibly a separate faction of Cinder's, it made their mission all the more dangerous for them alone. But at the same time, something about BANE kept bugging them. There was a feeling around them that sent caution and a feeling of familiarity. For this small group, they felt connected to them, though; it was hard to explain why.

"Right now it's too early to assume BANE is any kind of enemy to us, but we can't rule them out as a hindrance. Continue with our plans, and I'll have an informant of mine investigate them." Jaune's words gave his small team a sense of ease, though it was still unnerving to know a dangerous weapon like the Onyx crystal was indeed in multitudes. They all returned to their teams with nary a word left to utter.

During class that day, Ozpin tasked Glynda with continuing to test the limits of team BANE. Though, almost every team she had a team go against the newcomers, they lost. It wasn't until she went against the young team leader herself did she realize that taking down Blake Beildshcmidt would be a feat all on its own. While the girl used no weapon, she more than made up for it in spell casting and strategizing. This time, however, there was to be a one on one match with a match up that made the grown woman question the headmaster's sanity. The entire first year class, and half of the second years were awaiting the match between Blake Beildshcmidt and Jaune Arc to begin. After watching the previous fights, most assumed the blonde leader of JNPR wouldn't last a few seconds. Others hoped that the blonde leader of BANE would tease the knight before beating him to a pulp.

As the two challengers were about to enter the arena, Patchy, surprisingly, was uneasy with the he idea of fighting Jaune. The blonde knight was even more nervous, especially after watching the last few matches. Adelheid was similar to Weiss in her fighting style, but had the attitude of Sun when having to fight alongside with her teammates. In which, she either had to keep them focused or used whatever opportunity she had to steal her opponent's ammo. Noa relied on his quick swings and semblance to keep himself from being taken down quickly. Mochi gave off an equal sense of danger as Nora, when these two went against each other; a fortified barrier was erected around them to ensure their 'fun' didn't get out of hand. Again.

From the stands, (B)ANE watched with hopes that their leader would show a measure of mercy towards a friend. Teams RWBY and (J)NPR on the other hand were preparing to jump in if things went too far. Patchy was well known around the school for being a bit sadistic and ruthless when she fought. But, the last time she fought against team JNPR, she refused to so much as lay on finger on Jaune, for her own reasons.

"Try to go easy on me." Jaune's tone showed he was scared, but had a slimmer of hope that she wouldn't take things too far. Which, at the moment was Patchy's biggest concern.

Begin

The beginning of the match was met with stiff movements; Jaune drew his sword but treaded lightly around his challenger. Patchy merely kept a stoic expression while her eyes were glued to the blonde. In a mere instance, the boy charged with his sword high in the air and ready to strike. As it came down, Patchy flexed her hand, causing the steel beneath his feet to twist, breaking Jaune's balance and allowing the girl to high kick him. Hand to hand combat was her specialty, but she did have some practice. Jaune regained his stance after her attack; he charged again, only this time, the little witch opened her palm and collected enough aura to form a fireball and shoot at the blonde. The blast hit his shield, but sent him flying across the stage. The shock of the attack staggered his movements, temporarily. His aura dropped significantly, giving him the impression that Patchy only wanted to get this over with quickly, using little to no power. Jaune enveloped his body in aura; his legs wobbled a little before standing straight.

Patchy continued to look at him with a similar unamused faze, the two knew who would arise as the victor, but that didn't mean the blonde knight would give up so quickly. From the stands, a Pyrrha nearly jumped from her seat when the little witch used that fire spell. It was clear she was holding back, given how their match went, but why? When she showed little to no interest in anyone but her team, why show mercy to Jaune? Ruby wasn't as nervous as the red-haired spartan, however, the manner in which this attack was being performed did worry her.

Jaune rushed again, only this time, as he neared the little witch, he kept watch as she was to cast a spell, using a great deal of aura, he charged at high speed, stopping only when he was mere inches away from the now surprised witch. As his sword was to make contact, Jaune found himself unable to move, his whole body was outlined in purple aura. Once the shock of the knight passing the witch's defenses passed, a faint scowl formed on her face. Without question, she was caught off guard, hell; even her counter just now was out of panic. Though, her scowl was not entirely towards the blonde knight, it was for a continuing loss of control. In her possession was the Onyx crystal, and before her was the man who started a war that ended their world. Rather than take the fight to the Atlesians and rebuild with new allies, Patchy's father decided to send his children on a one-way mission that will possibly have them either die or disappear with the already rearranged time line. All of her built up anger was because of the boy before her, and she was about to make that abundantly clear. With a frightening grin, she used her aura to control the boy as if he were a puppet. The sounds of his resistance, followed by the twisted movements the witch forced him to make caused the onlookers to gaze in horror as the struggling blonde's left arm was dislocated, slowly. At the sound of his agony, Patchy tossed his body aside while attempting to suppress...something. She shook her head continuously, often mumbling to herself in a tongue unknown to the spectators. Jaune arose from the ground, injured and out of breath; he regained his stance and relocated his joints. Painful and gruesome as it was, he wouldn't allow himself to be defeated so easily, not when he had her looking down on him right now. At the moment, his opponent was distracted, and while he wasn't keen on attacking unsuspecting people, his only chance to land a strike would be to do so when his opponent was distracted. He charged forward and managed to actually bash his shield against the witch, sending her tumbling down. The boy had little time to relish in his small achievement, for upon Patchy regaining her stance, an uneasy aura began to drip from her body. Upon raising her head, a trail of blood dripped down from her forehead, the boy could see that her eyes were no longer the mismatched red and blue, but rather, an ominous emotionless white. Her palms flexed, the ground beneath them shook as bits of the metal floor spiraled into a makeshift spear, and ran through the blonde from behind. The attack was swift, and unexpected, leaving the onlookers to look in horror as the blonde knight of JNPR was run through. The gasps and horrid screams were masked only by the slow pace Patchy took to walk up to her father and speak clearly as for the whole attending body could hear.

"The sins of a father pass to his child." With a single flex of her arm, the spear was removed and the blonde's body was forcefully tossed against a nearby wall. Blood spat from his mouth as he fell to the ground, bleeding out. Again, Patchy began pressing her hands against her head, mumbling an incantation of unknown origin.

"Get a medical team into the arena, now!" Glynda shouted over an earpiece while glaring at the young witch. Hers was not the only one; many glares were shot at Patchy, even from her older brother. Sadly, this fight was far from over. After the adrenaline passed, and her eyes reverted to their previous state, Patchy was greeted to the sight of her injured father. This was she was trying to avoid; her hatred and love towards Jaune was mixed, dangerous, and disrupting her control on her emotions. By instinct, she ran to him, hoping to heal his wounds. However, as she approached, a red-haired Spartan dropped down between them, she threw her shield at the witch, catching her off guard and knocking her down. As Pyrrha regained control of her shield, she threw it again out of anger, once again knocking down the witch. She had crossed the line, and now she was paying for it. The rest of JNPR came down and watched over their leader while RWBY and the leader of CVFY jumped into the arena with their weapons in hand.

ALL STUDENTS STAND DOWN! THE MATCH IS OVER!

Came blaring over the speakers, and while, reasonably, hey wanted to avenge their friend, they all stood down. What bothered many was the fact that Patchy's team didn't jump in to back her up. The medical team quickly entered the arena and worked on the blonde knight's wounds. Patchy avoided eye contact with everyone, even when Glynda stormed down to the arena. She had the stadium emptied before interrogating the witch of the events that occurred. Coco and Yang stayed behind, in a hiding distance, to gather information. Which wasn't much, Patchy refused to answer any question, and Glynda couldn't exactly beat the answers out of her. Overall, she was suspended from classes for an entire week, which didn't bother her in the slightest.

(B)ANE arrived at the blonde's room, nervous due to their leader's actions earlier. Though, they were welcomed with open arms. Standing on the school's rooftop, Patchy gazed at the city, right now; a community of great importance, and a symbol of prosperity in the Valen kingdom. But, what would happen if the Grimm were to defile this city yet again? Would they be able to repel the attack, or would they have to abandon it this place yet again?

"Hey." Patchy turned slowly to see Adelheid. "I thought I'd find you here, you always did like heights." She stated while taking a spot next to her team leader. "Noa is angry with you, said you went too far today."

Patchy said nothing.

"What happened out there Blake, you're always so calm and collected. Did Jaune say or do something? Shouldn't you be more focused on finding your parents?"

The small witch glanced to a monkey Faunus determined to gain answers from her friend.

"You still haven't noticed, have you?"

Adelheid's expression shifted to a confused expression.

"He's Jaune Arc...he is my father."

This information, although known by Noa and Mochi, completely flew over Adelheid's head. "Blake...I didn't…"

"Just leave me alone. Or I'll do the same thing I did to Jaune, to you."

Patchy's words were cold, and held a great deal of annoyance in them. The more frightening fact was that if Patchy swore to anything, she'd make good on her words, especially threats. Without trying to continue their conversation, Adelheid departed from her company and returned inside.

Night fell on Beacon, though, while all but the patrolling staff were fast asleep, a single blonde wandered about. Her aim was towards the Recovery Wing, an adept cloaking spell allowed her to sneak around without being seen. Upon reaching the room where her father lay wounded and unconscious since the match, Patchy felt hesitant to enter. The feeling of guilt for her lack of control still clouded her thoughts. Also, she wasn't ready for Pyrrha's sudden attacks and wasn't keen on getting jumped again. While her father was known for his fast self-recovery, this version of him is still only a tenth of the man who raised her. The others had every right to be mad at her, but because of her actions at the moment, the onyx crustal would only corrupt one. As she watched her father sleep, memories began to play in Patchy's head from her early childhood. She could see herself running through the wheat fields, laughing as her father chased after her and Noa in a game of tag. The cold breeze and the warmth from the sun were feelings that lingered. But the joy, the love; it was all fading. Spending the majority of her time gathering her father's entries, the spells she had to cast to keep it at bay, and deciphering Jaune's theories all came to one conclusion on the onyx gem, a secret she believed her father initially rejected before accepting the truth; the onyx gem...is alive. Not in the sense that it has a physical form or can communicate through speech, but rather, is a hive of collected souls, twisted and used as energy. That energy, however, is never contained, it leaks from the gem and corrupts any and all within its influence. Up until now, only one has shielded all from the object's power, but for long? Only she knew how much longer her spells would hold out. And her pride, given to her from both her parents, would not allow her to admit defeat so easily. With her right palm, Patchy gently caressed the sleeping blonde's face, as if she were a mother protecting her little one. "It was happening to you too...and now..." Her left arm clenched tightly into an object as a black slim was beginning to envelop her skin. Only momentarily, however, as she regained control and subdued the thing with less problems than the last. The pain of its presence was excruciating, whether it was attempting to take over or if she was subduing it. Gently, the young witch pressed her forehead against Jaune's.

"Please help me, father. I'm frightened...and I don't know what to do..." Patchy whispered to the unconscious blonde. Perhaps the only people she ever allowed to see her soft side were her parents, and even if he wasn't the father she knew, Patchy still held Jaune to the same respect as a father. Knowing no answer would be given, she closed her eyes, keeping in any form of sadness that wanted out, and gazed again to her father. As she sat in the dark, a lullaby her father used to sing to her sprung to mind. The words and tune were still clear to her. Though, when she was young, the meaning of those lyrics would often confuse her. Only now, did she realize what her father sang to her; a tribute, to times forgotten and a lingering hope. Was sending his children back in time his plan all along? To fix the mistakes he made? So many questions that she could never gain an answer from swam in her conscious. As softly as she could, she sang the lullaby to the unconscious boy.

"Wait in the dark

With the memories that replay my lonesome fears

And my mind is betrayed by time passing by

And I just need you to wake up

I'm gonna need you to save us

And take me home"

Within her left palm, Patchy tightly clutched on to the Onyx gem, and with her right, she held on to her father's hand. Using a nearby chair to block the door, she lay beside Jaune and allowed her head to rest over his shoulder.

"Feel the madness taking over

While you lie in frozen sleep

And though my life's now fading

You're still a promise I will keep

Wait in the dark

Every feeling becomes so magnified

And my mind goes on and on

I'm trying to hold on

But I keep losing control of

All I know...

And though my life's now fading

You're still a promise I will keep

You'll always be...my sword, my shield..."

Slowly, Patchy's eyes closed, falling asleep next to Jaune. Two tear drops fell from her eyes as her mind allowed her to drift off into a peaceful slumber. From the window of the room, a small head poked out from the curtains and quietly tiptoed towards the side of the bed where Patchy lay beside Jaune. Her brown/pink eyes glared at the young girl holding on to her blonde. After watching the video taken of her pulverizing Jaune, and to see how she reacts now, it angered her. But it was her previous words that made this situation all the more intriguing. As she reached for the sleeping girl's head, a dagger was suddenly placed at her neck. The image of the sleeping child vanished; an illusion. With a quiet and swift movement, Patchy dragged the unknown outside and on to the school's rooftop. She threw the equally sized woman away, but kept her dagger at the ready. However, it was not a glare she sported, but a sinister grin.

"I thought you were better than this." Patchy teased.

The woman arose from the floor with her parasol in hand. She twirled it around before disappearing, giving Patchy little time to deflect the sudden attack. The way in which she barely managed to counter showed how unprepared she was with her mother's style. Luckily, she did manage to pull off a few techniques of hers on this younger version. As the two continued to spar for a few minutes, eventually the unknown woman managed to cut the young girl's arm, leaving the witch the smart decision to back up quickly. Though, as she tried to regain her ground, she was flanked and pushed down, a foot pressed heavily against her back. Glancing to the one holding her down, she could see something similar she demonstrated earlier; changing eye color to a pure white. This woman was clearly angry, and willing to run this little witch through for what she did to Jaune. The unknown readied her blade high in the air; Patchy glanced up and saw the tip of the blade ready to come down on her. She smile, and laid her head back down, almost if accepting her fate.

"To be beaten so easily…I see, so this is a punishment...I accept it, though, I wish we could've met on better terms, Neo."

And done! This chapter was short, I know, and I'm sorry, but I'm just getting back into writing after a rather long list of personal issues.

Also, quick note to anyone who doesn't know, that little song Patchy sings is a tribute made by Malukah called Frozen Sleep.

So, I will be continuing this story and all my other RWBY fics until the end. Thank you all for sticking with the story, yes I read them and I'm motivated to continue further. Again, to the readers, thank you for your support, and thanks for reading!