2 years later

Ever since the events at White Castle 8 years ago, Weiss Schnee had limited herself to no one but her family, except for a few times with press and business leaders. She had been training to become a huntress, able to defend herself if need be. With the White Fang attacks, she very well might have to, since she is the heiress to the Schnee Dust Company. Ever since Sam had died, she refused to see any suitor of any sort. She had lost her mother and Sam, and with them she lost the ability to love, or so it seemed. Weiss and Anselm were still close, but Anselm was usually always gone dealing with business, and Weiss busy in her studies with private instructors.

Weiss was going to Vale one day to speak in her father's place for the company, both because it was good practice and that Anselm couldn't be there. When her airship landed, several Atlesian Knights awaited her, as well as huntsman and huntresses. She was driven in her limo to go to the platform to speak about new incoming products from the company, as well as expansions in Vale. On the way there, her thoughts couldn't help from straying to Ozpin not too far away at Beacon Academy, as well as her lost loved one, Sam. In private was the only time she allowed herself to cry, and this was one of those times. She missed Sam, dearly. Even after all these years she still loved him, and refused any other man brought up. I just wish he was here with me now, she thought, tears rolling down her face.

She composed herself quickly, dried her face, and stepped out of the limo when it arrived at the stage she would be speaking from. When she stepped up on stage and to the podium, she looked out into the crowd. There were faces of all kinds, happy faces, curious faces, angry faces, hopeful faces, all sorts of faces. Weiss began her speech, having rehearsed it several times.

Everything so far had been going according to plan, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to go wrong. White Fang forces had been spotted nearby Vale, and they had made their influence known on the people here already.

Her suspicions were confirmed when an explosive was detonated not far from the stage. Several Faunas wearing bone mask came out and began shooting up the courtyard they were in. Weiss ran from the stage, went to her belongings, and pulled out her rapier, Myrtenaster. She looked around, trying to find a place to hide and defend herself, not thinking about risking herself fighting out in the courtyard. She kept looking around and found an alley, which she ran into as she could hear gunfire getting closer. She ran through the alleyway, turning left and right as to confuse anyone of where she went, and when she was satisfied she stopped.

She found a decent place to sit, and decided to wait out the attack. What she didn't know was that she wasn't too far away from one of the main roads from the courtyard, and a White Fang soldier had heard her running and found her. He slowly began to sneak up on her, drawing his blade to kill Weiss. When the soldier was five feet away, Weiss finally heard him. She shot up and turned around to face her assailant.

"Damn, thought I could just make things quick and clean. Oh well, I'll have my fun with you," the soldier claimed, smirking.

"You will not have your way with me, and I will have your head!" Weiss hissed through her teeth.

"Whatever you say, bitch," he laughed.

Weiss raised her rapier and charged at the soldier using her semblance: glyphs. The soldier was startled by her suddenness, but recovered and blocked her attack. Weiss stayed on the offensive, striking left and right. But the soldier matched her step for step. After a few minutes of this, Weiss jumped back to catch her breath, assaulting the soldier upfront like this would not win this battle it seemed. The soldier took advantage of this and began his own assault while she was recovering. Weiss countered, using her rapier, dust, and semblance to block each of the oncoming strikes.

However, Weiss couldn't last forever. Weiss hadn't had to time to recover her breathe, so she began to move slower, and strikes began hitting. Her Aura usually protected her body from the strikes, but that was getting weaker too. Finally, the soldier struck at her face, and met her skin. A long scratch was made over her left eye began bleeding badly. The soldier laughed as she screamed out in pain, and took a step back, one hand holding her eye. The soldier then had stopped laughing and raised his sword to deal the final blow. Weiss braced herself, she knew she was going to die. At least now she could be with her mother and Sam again, in the afterlife.

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She tensed and prepared to die.

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But the strike never came.

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Instead, a hooded figure appeared before her, blocking the soldier from getting to Weiss, his own sword raised.

"What the hell?" the White Fang soldier said, confused. This guy had just come out of nowhere. "Who the fuck are you?"

"No one important, merely here to stop you from doing anything else to Ms. Schnee," the hooded figure responded. He raised his yellow-hilted sword, and you could see sparks coming off of it.

"Ha, I'd like to see you try!" the White Fang soldier laughed again. "Take this!"

The White Fang soldier charged at him, sword raised above his head. The hooded figure moved quickly and blocked the strike aimed for his head. He then slid his blade down the soldier's, knocked it back, and slashed through the soldier's arm.

"FUCK!" the soldier screamed, keeling over as his hand that was holding the sword fell to the ground. The soldier picked his head up and was met with the hooded figure's blade aimed at his neck.

"Leave now, or I will finish what I started," he said. The soldier then got up quickly, nursing his heavily bleeding arm, and ran out of the alleyway.

"Wh-who are you? And why did you let him go?" Weiss asked, still trying to recover from the shock of being saved.

"I'm an old friend of yours, and I spared him because I do no need to step down to his level to prove my points," The hooded figure responded.

"An old friend? What are you talking about?" Weiss was now confused. She didn't have any old friends. Ever since Sam died she had distanced herself from anybody, refusing love or friendship. Even before Sam had entered her life, she hardly ever saw anyone her age. Who is this man?

"Maybe this could jog your memory," the hooded man smirked, and pulled his hood of. The man was tall, had blonde hair and blue eyes, and Weiss noticed beneath the cloak he was wearing, he was wearing a similar blue overcoat and black pants that he had on the day he left.

"S-Sam…?" Weiss asked, dumbfounded. This is a dream, a wonderful dream, but a dream none the less. He died! Didn't he? "B-but… you died!"

"Heh, I guess I should explain myself. You know, I never truly left. I was watching whenever I could to make sure you were safe," Sam said, affection in his gaze and he looked at Weiss.

"How did you survive? What happened to you? Is this a dream?" Weiss questioned.

Sam decided to prove it to her and closed the distance between them, placing a kiss on her lips. Weiss was shocked by the contact, but after realizing that this was real, she fell into the kiss. They stayed like that for a couple of moments, and then Sam pulled back "Do you remember what I told you eight years ago?" he asked softly.

"You said I love you, and I'll never ever forget you, no matter where I am. Promise me you'll do the same… and I kept that promise. I never stopped thinking about you," she replied, tears already forming in her eyes.

Sam smiled; tears were in his eyes as well. "I'm glad you remembered," he choked out, tears beginning to flow down his face. He pulled Weiss into his arms and they held each other and cried.

After a while, they don't know how long, Sam pulled Weiss to where he could see her face again. "I guess we have a lot to catch up on," he said, wiping tears off her face.

Weiss smiled at Sam's words, surprised he was alive to begin with. "We should get back to the Atlesian Knights, then we can go out and catch up, hang out for a while," she brought up.

"That sounds nice," Sam replied, kissing her forehead. He frowned when he saw her left eye, still had blood and the cut was noticeable. "I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner," he said guiltily.

"Its fine, especially considering I wasn't expecting you at all," she replied, laughing a little at her comment.

"True, but at least let me try and fix it up," he said, bringing his hand up to her eye. Neither of them said anything as his hand made contact with the wound. Sam began concentrating his aura into his hand, and began sealing up the cut. When Sam was finished, he wiped away what was left of the blood, and there was a scar over her eye. "Can you see out of your left eye?" he asked.

"Yes, I can. Thank you Sam, so much," she replied, giving him another hug.

"It was the least I could do," he said, smiling and returning the hug. When they broke, Sam grabbed Weiss' hand and began pulling her out of the alleyway. "Now let's go meet up with the knights!" he called. Weiss simply smiled and followed him, reunited after being separated for eight years.

AN: I fell off the world again, sorry guys! With school finals I haven't been able to get much written. I've got chapter 10 written, so I'll post that soon, and I'm starting on chapter 11. I really appreciate you guys for taking time to read this, and especially if you are return viewers for being patient with me. Shout out to my three followers LegendaryOkami, NekoLazy, and Skelejake. You three are awesome! Thank you guys for reading this chapter and sticking through to the end, more to come later on! See you guys in the next chapter.