"It was my fault," muttered Ruby, holding her head in her hands. Her crimson hair covered her eyes and tears.

Yang's temper flared as she turned to her sister "How could it be your fault? He attacked you, not the other way around."

Weiss sighed, Ruby had been despondent. Through the Dance she had been unable to take her mind off of her partner's guilt. Weiss was of the same mind as Yang, how could it have been Ruby's fault? Gerhardt just lost it. It was no one's fault, it was tragic and hard to believe but you had to get on with it. But Ruby couldn't. She had grown far too attached to Gerhardt to just let him go.

Weiss was no stranger to death of family and friends, the White Fang had seen to that, so maybe she was better adjusted to the whole situation. But what was she supposed to say? What was she supposed to do? Weiss had never gotten on with him that well. His death was sad, but honestly it meant very little to her as cold as it sounded. And she suspected that Yang and Blake were in agreement, even if Ruby's sister had spoken to him more.

Ruby was not however of the same opinion as the rest of her team, and that was where the problem was.

"I could've said something, he looked sick the entire day. I should've brought him to the Nurse, or I could've said something to the teachers. And when Uncle Qrow was fighting him I should have gone out and stopped it, but I just sat there in the room and did nothing!" cried Ruby, pulling at her hair.

Blake spoke up "Ruby, you almost died. I don't think you get that, Gerhardt almost killed you. Death is terrifying, especially when you aren't ready for it. Of course you sat in the room and did nothing! You are just a child Ruby; you are younger than all of us. You aren't ready for that kind of thing."

Weiss said nothing while Yang gave an affirmative nod to Blake's input. Ruby shot a hurt look at Blake, though she said nothing. Maybe they were right, she had tried so hard to do things well. But she hadn't. She had not caught Torchwick, she had not helped her friend and now she had let him die. Maybe she was too young to be a huntress.

A gloved hand fell on her head, and ruffled her hair before bringing her into a hug. Yang smiled slightly "You're a tough kid Ruby, don't ever forget that. But you ain't perfect, no one is. Our team needs its leader to have her head in the game, and I need to have my sis thinking straight, especially today. This is the first time we are going on a real mission, we have to do well. And I know we can do it with you leading us. Ger and I had disagreements, but I don't think for a second he would argue with me that we shouldn't give this our all."

Ruby stopped sniffling and nodded glumly. Yang was right, she was always right. Gerhardt hated people sitting there and doing nothing, she was insulting his memory by sitting here crying. It was just hard to believe, she had not lost anyone since Mom. She wasn't used to it yet.

"Ok, let's go then," said Ruby, pulling herself off the bed and shouldering her pack for the mission. She then trudged over to the door.

All the other three members of Team RWBY shared concerned looks, before gathering their things and following Ruby out the door. Yang worried to herself, her dad had held back on sending Zwei over when he heard about the events that had occurred. It was a miracle he hadn't come to snatch Ruby and bring her home permanently, but he loved his little Rose too much for that. Besides Yang was pretty certain dogs weren't allowed at Beacon.

JNPR's room opened, and Jaune and Pyrrha walked out holding hands but with a similar melancholic expression. Ruby looked and them, and gave them a slow nod which was returned in kind. The trio quickly closed into each other, giving each other a brief hug before separating and going their different ways. No words were said, but none were needed.

As Team RWBY walked down the corridor, they found themselves accompanied by CFVY. Their second year partners for the mission to Mountain Glenn. The gloom that was over RWBY was present in them as well, with Velvet looking particularly affected.

As they finally approached the hanger, seeing a waiting Bullhead, Coco broke the silence "Look, we can't be like this the entire mission. So it stops here. We can mourn when we are done with this, but if you lot want to be huntresses then you need to put the mission before all else. That means you Ruby."

The girl stiffened, but nodded.

"The Headmaster suggested that we partner up between our teams during the mission. He says it'll help with you guys becoming huntsmen, and I agree with him honestly," said Coco, taking the lead as she stepped on to the ramp of the bullhead before turning to address Team RWBY, "It never hurts to learn from people with experience, let me tell you. Yang, you'll go with Yatsu and Blake you go with Fox. Ruby you are with Velvet and I will be your partner Weiss. We'll spend time together on this mission; we'll talk to each other. If any of you guys wanna get anything off your chest, you can tell us and we'll keep it to ourselves."

They newly made partners looked at each other, before Team RWBY collectively nodded. Coco beckoned for them to follow her into the Bullhead. Once seated, they took note of Qrow sitting quietly in the corner of the aircraft drinking as usual.

Ruby closed her eyes, and tried to sleep. She couldn't blame her Uncle, she loved him too much and he assured her there was a reason for what he did. She just wanted to know what his reason was, he would tell her nothing.

Velvet sat down beside Ruby, and while she did not say anything the younger girl found comfort in the Faunus' presence. Velvet slowly wrapped her hand around Ruby and pulled her into a tight embrace letting the girl cry softly and sleep on her. The girl was taking this badly; of course Velvet herself was not exactly a bulwark in a sea of emotions with the loss of Gerhardt. He had only been around for a semester really, but he had grown on her. His death would be something that she would struggle to get over for quite some time. But she would get over it.

Velvet could only hope Ruby would too.

Ruby awoke suddenly, rubbing her eyes and still seeing that the Bullhead.

"Alright guys, we're about a klick or two out from Mountain Glenn. So I am setting the ground rules, and while I ain't a history teacher I can tell you a bit about the area," said Qrow, gripping onto a handle to steady himself, "You stick with me until we set up for the night, you heard what Coco said as well so stay close to your partner from the other Team."

They all nodded.

"The Seconds-Years probably know already, but you guys might not," said Qrow staring at Weiss in particular, "Mountain Glenn was an attempt by the Vale council to expand the territory of Vale and take back land from the Grimm. In the beginning, it was a success. Every big shot was heading out to Mountain Glenn to get a 'new life' as it was. Unemployment was a problem at the time, but there was a lot of work in construction at Mountain Glenn as they were basically building the city from the ground up. Things were good there, and thousands prospered as it was so easy to get there from Vale, you took a train to and from. It was safe. But it never stays that way, the Grimm began to be drawn in to the area; part of the reason was a scientist interested in experimenting on Grimm but that's a whole other story. The Grimm became obsessed with Mountain Glenn to a huge degree, even for them."

Qrow stopped to drink from his flask, before pocketing it again. The huntsman looked out of the aircraft, seeing ahead the ruins of the once proud settlement. He sighed wearily before turning to Weiss again.

"Mountain Glenn does not have the natural defences that Vale has, so when the Grimm came knocking daily it became harder and harder to fend them off even with the aid of Huntsmen and Huntresses," said Qrow, "The militia couldn't do much either to stop the Grimm, not that the Council would send it away from Vale. The attacks became near constant, and the local council had the idea of retreating underground making the city mostly subterranean. It wasn't a bad plan, but the Vale Council had the miners keep working for some stupid reason. One day while mining they blew up part of the cavern, which revealed thousands of subterranean Grimm. It was a massacre, and the Vale Council decided that it was safer to just seal off the tunnels. No evac was held, they were left to die and that was it. Mountain Glenn is the world's largest tomb."

There was a sobering silence, and Weiss couldn't help but think about how horrible that was. So many lives lost. So many families torn apart. So many stories ended. She was the heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, so she certainly was not naïve. The SDC had its share of disasters, with mines collapsing with the workers inside, or even discovering a pockets of Grimm when excavating a new vein of dust; the SDC had never closed them off however, not even with the Faunus workers who were looked down upon. She did not want to imagine what was going on in the heads of those that had sealed the tunnels. Did they hear the screaming? Or was it just silence?

Who knows? The ones who did it likely would not say, and the ones who heard it weren't here to tell.

The Bullhead lurched as it landed placing itself in the middle of a firmly urban but decayed scene. Some ruined cars lay abandoned and rusting to the side next to upheaved pavements and overgrown signs while the glass windows of the buildings lay shattered, opening up to the flora that grew through them. There was a stark beauty to the dead city. It was a concrete jungle giving way to a forbidden forest.

A low and calming wind whispered across the street, tickling the back of Weiss' neck. She shivered involuntarily as she looked around the city. This wasn't right. And what they were seeing was not even the tomb. That lay below the ground.

They said the most beautiful things were often the most deadly, and while there was beauty to be found in the ruins of Mountain Glenn, as she saw it, there was also death. She could feel it.

"Alright guys gather up; from now on you listen to me and listen well. Team RWBY this is your first mission as actual Huntresses," said Qrow scanning the street with a wary eye as he spoke "even if you are still training. So play it smart. CFVY I think you know the drill. Stay safe, and watch each other's backs alright?"

There was a collective nod from all the students. Qrow took point wandering in front of the group and gesturing for them to follow. It was past mid-day, around four in the afternoon he would wager, and already he needed to consider a place for them to set up camp. Night could come in faster than one expected, and the Grimm were more dangerous in the dark. Their murky hides made them harder to see, even if the eyes and bone still gave some of them away. Better safe than sorry.

"So what do we do then Uncle Qrow?" asked Yang, a tinge of sarcastic teasing present in her voice.

"We find a building firecracker, and we put our stuff in it and when night comes we go back to it and get real cosy there. You can even straighten your hair."

Yang's eyes lit up "Really?"

"No."

Coco smirked at Qrow's answer. She liked him; she liked Yang as well too. It almost made her wish she was her unofficial partner and not Weiss'. Speaking of the heiress she seemed rather spaced out, clearly not all there. She wasn't close to Gerhardt particularly so that couldn't be the reason; she would give her some lien for her thoughts later. Not that some lien would mean much to the SDC heiress. But hey who knows?

"The looks good, we'll sleep here," said Qrow, pointing to a ruined shop with the door rotted away and the foundation crumbling, some peeling paint still lingered on the shop showing that it had been a grocers of some kind.

The Huntsmen and Huntresses moved in, weapons ready in case any Grimm had made their home in the crumbling building. Coco instinctively took point, with Yatsuhashi following close behind raising his great-sword. The pair looked around the ruined aisles; the food long consumed by animals or in some other way disposed of. A small little room was off to the side, and Coco recognised it as the remains of a café that was built as a side area to the shop. The chairs and tables lay barricaded against the doors and windows, but otherwise the room was in surprisingly good state. The only thing that betrayed its age was the huge layer of dirt that coated the room.

"Yatsu?"

"Got it," said the giant leaning his sword against the doorway before grabbing the table and throwing it outside into the aisles. It crashed into some of the shelves, startling Team RWBY.

"Uh, what are you doing?" asked Ruby meekly.

"They're clearing out the room," said Velvet softly, "we need the space to sleep in there. It isn't easy to fit nine people into a room, the tables have to go."

With a grunt Yatsuhashi deposited the last table on the other side of the room, and smiled slightly at his work. Coco gave the gentle giant an affirmative pat on the back, before nodding to Qrow who was watching the scene.

"Alright then kids, unpack your stuff and then go make yourself useful. See if you find anything, I want you all back here by nightfall."

Weiss once again shivered as she walked through the street, following Coco Adel who was surveying the area. They had run into a few beowolves along the way but such things were easily dealt with. She was more than capable of defeating the beasts herself, Coco made it overkill.

But there was something wrong with the city. Beyond it being merely dead. She just didn't know what it was.

"Something on your mind Ice Queen?" asked Coco cheekily grinning back at her junior.

Weiss glowed red in embarrassment "Even second-years know that nickname? I am going to gut Jaune for coming up with that."

"Yeah who cares kid, we all get nicknames at some point. At least yours was good," laughed Coco, "they used to call me the 'chic chick' back in first-year. That was bad."

"I take it that was because of your obsession with fashion?" asked Weiss, with a raised eyebrow.

"I wouldn't say it's an obsession. It's a hobby, a past-time. Every huntsman and huntress needs one!" defended Coco.

Weiss cocked her head slightly "What do you mean?"

"Well one day when you're a grown girl you'll be heading out into the big bad world to hunt Grimm," said Coco with a thoughtful expression on her face, "but you might be doing that alone. As you know Huntsmen and Huntresses go their separate ways once they graduate. They can choose to stay together of course, but to be honest it's not common. I love all my team mates, but I know Yatsu's heading back to Mistral when he's done here. Fox wants to return to Vacuo. Velvet and I are Vale girls, so we might stick together but I don't know."

Weiss was surprised by the topic of conversation, but it did give her food for thought. Would Ruby, Yang and Blake stick around with her after they were done at Vale? Weiss was not even sure if she would speak with her again when things were over and done. Even if they wanted to her father probably wouldn't let her. She was not brave enough to defy him completely like Winter had.

And why would they stick around with the stuck-up Princess like her? It was easy to be friends now, they relied on her, and she did on them, but what about when they no longer did. Would Ruby, Yang and Blake want to see her again? She wasn't sure, and it gave her a sinking feeling in her stomach.

"A huntsman or huntress will see a lot of killing whether they want to or not. It can be hard for someone to go months without seeing a living person, killing monsters and sleeping rough, only to come to find the body of someone you couldn't save," explained Coco solemnly, "you have to keep it together whether you want to or not, or else you'll fold or even worse collapse. Hobbies help keep your marbles together, not that I need to have one yet really. I haven't seen anything that bad, but I will probably so I gotta be ready now. You have to be too."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh come on, I don't have to be a genius to see you're a bookworm and a perfectionist. I get you, you have a reputation to uphold and all that but even at the Dance you weren't really cutting loose," said Coco, "if you bottle all that up you'll explode at some point and it won't be pretty."

Coco did have a point as much as Weiss did not like to admit it, but she had to keep on top of her game at all times. The Schnee family had a prestigious reputation, and that reputation was hers to uphold. She couldn't afford to take it easy all the time like Yang does and Ruby did. It would ruin her and, more importantly, ruin the family. She would not contribute to that reputation.

Besides it had been a stressful time recently, her partner was an emotional wreck and she could do next to nothing to comfort her. She wanted to damn it but what could she do? She wasn't a therapist.

Weiss spoke up "I haven't really had time; Ruby has been down since Gerhardt's passing. I don't know how to help her through it."

Coco sighed as she looked at the skyline of the dead city "Gerhardt was a piece of work whatever way you looked at him, but he had a way with people if they got to know him properly. Look I know Ruby is hurting over this, and I can't believe how well she is dealing with everything considering that her Uncle was the one who killer Ger, but it ain't your job to fix her. I asked to get Ruby paired up with Velvet because those two knew him the best and they'll be the ones to help each other get through it."

Weiss nodded slowly. It made sense. She still felt useless but not as bad as previously. Maybe there was hope yet.

"As for you, I think we need to have a crack at fixing you," muttered Coco.

Weiss opened her mouth to protest but was cut off.

"Don't give me that. Here's how this works, I tell you a bit about me and you tell me a bit about you. See it's a game of give and take."

The younger girl nodded agreeing to the demands of the elder. She could just keep quiet when she got asked something she didn't like.

"Right so I am a Vale girl like I said, came from a loving Papa and Mama you know the drill," said Coco, absently fixing her beret as they walked down the empty streets, "I still am not sure completely what drove me to be a huntress. I saw one years ago, never seen her since, and she was so beautiful walking through the street with her pride and power. I don't know, it's not the most inspiring story but I think I wanted that. So I went to Signal, and then I ended up here. That's all there is, I suppose. Again I know it ain't that profound, but that is life sometimes. What about you? Why did you come here?"

That was a difficult question. Weiss could give a thousand different answers. She wanted to protect and serve the people. She wanted to bring her family name honour that had been lost through years of discrimination and corruption. She wanted to escape her Father's grasp. She wanted to be more like Winter and she wanted to be less like Whitley. Want. Want. Want. No, there was more than that.

"I needed to make a choice," said Weiss softly, "all my life I had been told to do something or been expected to believe in another thing. I just had to choose for once, rather than be told my choice."

Coco grinned at Weiss "Now that's profound, can I go back and change my story? It falls flat after that."

Despite herself Weiss smiled at the elder girl's teasing. She didn't need Coco to tell her that she agreed with her reasoning. She didn't need to be complimented. She just needed someone to listen. Someone to treat her like a normal person. She had found that in her team, and now it seemed that it could all fall apart like a broken mirror.

"Look kid, I don't want to preach to the choir," said Coco, "you and I both know you got a lot of things swimming in your head about what you should do and what you have to do. What lies in the future is up to you and luck really. Just keep your head on your shoulders, its hard being a huntress and it's even harder being a Schnee despite what I am sure you think. But you're a nice person honestly, and as far as I can tell I would have no problem with you watching my back."

Weiss felt a warm feeling inside her, and she smiled softly "Thank you."

"Don't mention it."

The pair walked for a while longer, and Weiss thought over what Coco had just said to her. It made sense, was she just overthinking things? Did she really have to try as hard as she did? All Weiss ever wanted was freedom, and yet it seemed she was caged even when she was thousands of leagues from her father.

A howl interrupted her thoughts, and Coco smiled slightly at the noise. Weiss readied Myrtenaster preparing to face the beowolves. Soon enough the Grimm spilled forward from an alleyway, charging straight towards them. Coco was on it like a moth to flames, reading her chain-gun and tearing through the area, she cared little for drawing more Grimm in. That only made it fun.

Coco cut through the Grimm like a scythe through grass, but some inevitably got by; two Beowolves charged towards Weiss frantically and she became puzzled by their behaviour. Steeling herself Myrtenaster found its mark inside one of the Grimm's hide killing it, but as Weiss turned to the final one she saw it run straight by her as if she were not there. The whimpering it made frightened her even further.

Coco looked at Weiss with a stern expression as she too saw what the other had seen "Beowolves don't run, ever."

Hyperbole of course, but those mutts that had just died trying to get by them were little better than new-borns. They did not possess the intelligence to retreat, what had spooked a Grimm?

The howl sounded again, but this time Weiss listened to it. Unlike the powerful and clean roars of a Beowolf this sounded more wet and sickly. It was a screech full of venom and furore. And it was getting closer.

A massive Beowolf stalked around the corner, and Weiss immediately was taken back by its appearance. The thing was an Alpha, nearly completely clad in reinforced bone which covered all but its joints that let it move. Oddly it was splattered in a black tar-like substance that stuck to it as mud does boots. The creature was unusually large, even for an Alpha Beowolf, approaching the size of an Ursa Minor. The piercing red eyes further set it apart from its kin, lacking the orange tinge characteristic of the Grimm as a species. A black mass shifted in the jaw of the creature, and Weiss gasped as she saw what it was.

A Beowolf, much battered and bloodied, struggled inside the jaws of the corrupted Alpha. It whined pitifully before a crunch ceased its cry permanently. The Alpha threw the corpse to the side watching it dissolve with some interest before facing the huntresses. Its razor claws dug into the ground grinding the concrete beneath into innumerable shards as its tail hackled at the sight of new prey. The black tar began to emanate a cloud of purple mist, as the beast rose onto its two legs to howl once again. As it finished the Alpha braced its body, staring at the newfound prey.

The Grimm pounced faster than a bullet towards the pair of huntresses.

Weiss drew Myrtenaster to stab into the beast's hide, but found her rapier incapable of finishing the job. The blade dinged off of the bone, and the creature returned the favour swiping at Weiss. She caught the brunt of the attack, and felt herself skidding along the ground gasping in pain. The Grimm did not let up, pouncing on to her grinding her stomach underneath its weight while its jaws snapped at her wildly in an attempt to rip out her throat.

Coco blasted at the Grimm which was blown off of Weiss with the power of sustained automatic fire from her weapon; the dust shells would have torn apart a regular Grimm but the creature stood up damaged yet alive. It roared and lunged at Coco, who fired at it once more.

The Grimm shrugged the bullets off and bit into Coco's arm, she hissed in pain as the creature began to shake her around like a rag doll. Her aura stopped it from doing extreme damage, but it should not be able to hold on to her the way it was. It was partially ignoring it. Like Gerhardt had.

The Beowolf grew bored and tossed the huntress to the side who slammed into a ruined building, it stood on its hind legs again surveying the area. It saw Weiss struggling to her feet and stalked towards her with unusual grace. The black tar dripped from it like water from a fountain, but the creature seemed unworried or perhaps unaware. It snarled viciously as Weiss raised her rapier in a last-ditch effort to harm it.

Weiss calmed herself as the monster stampeded towards her. The armour meant that Myrtenaster hadn't a hope in hell of actually penetrating the upper body of the Grimm, and the creature was not making it easy to hit at its weaker joints. There was one option however, as suicidal as it sounded.

The mouth.

The Grimm was still vulnerable where its main killing armaments were, if she could lodge her weapon into the roof of its mouth whilst avoiding the innumerable teeth she had a shot at killing the thing. It was the only option that seemed open to her, so she took it.

The jaws screamed towards her, and Weiss closed her eyes partly in fear and partly in concentration. She angled her sword, and pushed it upwards. A sickening puncture was heard, but the huntress felt no pain. She opened her eyes to see the Beowolf embedded on Myrtenaster struggling as its momentum pushed it further down onto the rapier. It began to climb to its hind legs in an attempt to get the sword out of itself, or at least remove the weapon from the wielder's grasp.

Weiss firmly gripped the hilt of her rapier, feeling her body being lifted by the raw strength of the Beowolf. The beast was too focused on its pain to strike at her, but she knew the moment that it dislodged the sword it was all over. She could do nothing else other than hold on and try to keep Myrtenaster in the Grimm's mouth.

Thunder broke through the air and hurtled straight burying into the ankles of the Beowolf. Coco's gun smoked as the beast fell forward, its legs collapsing under it. The Alpha screeched as the rapier forced itself further into it, and Weiss smirked as she saw the tip of the blade exit the creature's snout. Gravity had done the job. The beast's eyes closed.

Weiss twisted the blade for good measure. Once it ceased moving she ripped Myrtenaster out grimacing at sickening squelch of weapon leaving the Grimm. A torrent of black blood spilled forward, and Weiss shook her head in disbelief. What had happened to this Grimm?

Coco gave her a thumbs up, before climbing to her feet unsteadily. Her arm felt like she had just put it into a grinder, but it worked. She had likely sprained it by firing her weapon, recoil like that required two-hands even with aura-enhanced strength, her aura was already mending at the wounds and it as well as some old-fashioned adrenaline was numbing her pain. All things considered however she had come out alright.

Weiss seemed to be fine despite the initial attack the Alpha had caused. Maybe some minor bruising under her outfit, but nothing major that Coco could see. What was that Beowolf? She wasn't exactly a storied huntress, but she had never heard of something like what they had just fought.

Suddenly the Grimm began to spasm, and Weiss stumbled back in shock. The black aura that pulsated from it seems to be leaking in waves. The blackness soaked into the ground around the Grimm, and Weiss swore she could see skulls in the unholy mist. The Grimm stood up again, and opened its eyes. The hole where Weiss had pierced it healed, and the Grimm opened its mouth. A black energy began to coalesce inside of its mouth and it pointed its straight at Coco, as the black sphere grew larger hints of white streaked through it and an unearthly sound was heard as the Grimm charged its attack.

Weiss sped towards Coco lifting the huntress onto her back; she left the mini-gun where it was deeming that it was not worth the risk of endangering both of them. She used a glyph to speed herself down the road, and watched the Grimm scream into the building that they had been standing beside just a second ago.

The building simply ceased to be, all trace that it was there was lost in the dark explosion and piercing sound of the attack. The creature realised it had been outsmarted, and turned to face the running huntsman. It got ready to give chase, and Weiss felt her heart freeze. There was no way she could fight that thing on her own, and Coco was in no position to fight. She couldn't think of what to do.

Weiss frowned as Coco groaned in pain, her arm was turning purple. She hadn't just sprained it, that arm was undoubtedly broken. Her aura would numb it, but in a moment or two Coco would be crippled with pain when the agony roared through her system unabated.

If she left Coco, it was possible she could get away. The Grimm would eat her, and she could get back to rest of the team.

But hell would freeze over before Weiss did that.

Weiss gingerly laid Coco on the ground, before snapping the canisters of Myrtenaster to load fire dust. She sprayed the street with fire, watching the inferno burst into a wall protecting the pair from the advancing Grimm. It slowed its advance, seeming mindful of the flames. But Weiss knew that the fire would not last forever, and she could not endlessly create barriers to stop the Grimm. But she could not leave Coco.

Weiss watched as the fire faded, and the Grimm stalked towards the girl with what looked almost like an imitation of a smile. She knew it wasn't, but it felt like the demon was taking pleasure in the desperation she was feeling. Of course, Weiss knew she likely reeked of negative emotions to the Grimm. As far as it was concerned, there was an all-you-can-eat buffet sitting in front of it.

Her grip on Myrtenaster grew weaker as the Grimm drew horribly closer, she could smell the saliva dripping from its maw and hear the sloshing of its tongue as it advanced. Her body screamed at her to run, but she stood firm.

The Grimm was so close its snout was poking the rapier; it stood tall and swiped Myrtenaster effortlessly out of the Huntress' hand having learned from earlier. With no other way to defend Coco, Weiss resigned herself to holding out her arms and closing her eyes. Tears prickled down her cheeks as she heard the creature get unbearably close, she felt its hot breath licking against her cheek.

A sudden unearthly rasp shook through the air, and Weiss' eyes shot open. The Beowolf backed up, and howled. There was silence for a moment, before the rasp called again. It was a cross between a shout and a muffled shriek. The Grimm snarled at the pair, before turning its tail to them and running down the street cutting into the alley that it had come from, disappearing from sight.

"Weiss? Coco? Where are you?" called Qrow in the distance.

The heiress felt relieved, before promptly fainting on top of Coco.

The second year groaned in pain from her broken arm, and the weight that had fallen on her. Nevertheless she patted the unconscious girl on the head with her usable hand.

"Good job kid, good job."

Hey guys good to see you all again, we will be spending a another chapter or two in Mountain Glenn. It is such a cool place and while the RWBY game does explore it I think it still could do with more. Anyways hope to see you soon next Saturday as usual.