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"So~ how do you explain me saving a teen from committing suicide and another from eating dirt out of the dumpster without sounding like a overconfident jerk and showoff?" she whispered sitting in front of the grave. She had mulled this over and over in her head and never came to a satisfying conclusion, although she already said it out loud.

"So~ where do I start? I was going around Vale this time, the night was cool and the moon as bright as your smile. I am allowed to be cheesy right? Not like you would listen to me being suave and never getting swooned right." she felt the wind trickle at her hair "Anyway, I walked around town and found a pretty big mansion on the outskirts of the city.

"Heck I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw it, my mission was to look up a few details and the only ones who had the necessary books were that family…though when I saw an orange haired boy standing right on the courtyard, I couldn't help but pause. The lights were out and a few cracks could be seen on the windows and front door. He wore a wrecked white suit and torn up shoes, but the thing I noticed immediately was the way he cried and cursed. That wasn't a child but an older teen who got punished for something. I decided to ignore him since he probably couldn't tell if someone was around him or not."

She paused, something was tugging at her heart and she wanted to voice it without sounding absurd "Say," she paused "It is not okay for a family to burn their child's fingers, right? No matter how you looked at it that was the thing that disturbed me the most. The way his fingers looked all charred and broken like that, they looked old and healed up nasty and I couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. It was around them that I heard his apologies. That he was sorry for disobeying his mother and father. For visiting his excellent little sister without a guard watching him. That he played with her and carried her on his shoulders. And that he only wanted to see her smile."

The temperature around her heated up "Every word of apology, made me more furious, more wrathful. All I could see was a boy who cared for his sister and wanted her to be happy. And what did his parent see?! They saw him as a failure! Not even the Schnee's are that harsh with their kind and I know frigging Mr. Broom-up-my-Butt Schnee the third!"

A soft gust tickled her ear, caressing her cheek and a feeling of serenity washed over her consciousness.

She took a few breaths before continuing her story "Anyway, I couldn't bear to watch and ran into the building, obviously undercover and totally not obvious, but only found a lot of people slaughtered and dead. It wasn't anything I hadn't seen before but it was a little unsettling since the way they died was obviously through large shards of glass. I inspected the first few corpses but only found their souls gone as well as all their belongings. I searched through the bed rooms, trying to find the sister of that boy but couldn't. There was only a large splash of red on the ceiling in the only room that looked remotely like a girls. The books on the desk and the pictures on the walls looked burned and glass shards stuck on them. I knew what happened. I just didn't want to imagine how that boy felt when he saw this."

A gentle stroke of air caressed her face, soothed her mind and filled her with love and forgiveness.

"I, I really didn't want to stay there and looked for any signs of life, until I saw a picture of the boy and his family on the girl's desk. While the parents looked strict like hell, the little girl in his arms wore a round hat and the brightest smile I've ever seen, safe for Yang, and it made me dread…at least until I saw said hat resting on a stand in the corner."

She laid down once again, resting her head and mind in her memories.

"I took the hat, went to the boy and put it on his head. I told him ''Live and survive, no matter how dirty you get and live life to the fullest, to remember how his sister really did care for him and never give up his love for whatever his parents told him'' think I did the right thing?" she asked feeling a ghostly embrace "He then told me his name was Roman. I told him it was a strong name and left him there. I'm pretty cruel aren't I? I just left him standing in the ruins of his shattered life and didn't even feel it in me to get him to the city."

Warmth spread on her hand and she imagined a beautiful hand stroking hers.

"And know what? When I went into the wilderness again, I saw a little girl with pink and brown hair getting chased around by Ursa Mayors, four of them. Sure they weren't a problem to me but the girl was barely above Yang's age and she somehow got in there. I suspected the brat to be a member of the staff since she wore rags instead of actual clothes and since I felt actually guilty for leaving Roman all on his own I decided to safe the her." she sighed "She ran into a clearing, probably didn't know that she wasn't going to be safe there, so I took my chance unleashed a brought attack and cleaved each of the Ursa's in half wit the indigo blue blade.

"The girl looked at me all terrified. I had checked her after I took care of the Grimm and saw minimal injuries from the outside, although…she was so shocked by whatever has happened around her that her voice wouldn't come out. I couldn't blame her, though I still grabbed her collar and practically dragged her back to Roman. Boy was shocked the moment I appeared from thin air and dropping a girl right in front of his feet. They looked at me all unsure before the brat threw his arms around her."

If the feeling on her skin were kisses, memories, from the past, then the feeling of guilt and pain were worth whatever good she had done. This feeling of completion had been missed. Had been desired. She still felt the tug on her chest though.

"I guess he broke a little. Both of them were so traumatized. This time however I opened up a portal and motioned for them to leave. Said Don't turn back, life and survive it's the only way for you to move on. before turning my back to them and stepping through it myself. I-I kept it open for a few moments and watched whether they'd come or not. Thankfully they did and I could leave them with feeling like a potential murderer…"

"Although you could have created one. Even if your intentions were pure and of a just cause, do not forget that children are easily influenced." a voice said, not far from her. A voice that spoke with both wisdom and age. It belonged to someone whom she hadn't expected to meet so soon.

She turned around, her eyes flaring bloody red while she locked eyes with one Professor Ozpin "What do you want?" she said fully aware that the man could just leave and she wouldn't be able to follow him at all. It was one of the mysteries she wanted to uncover but at the same time feared for what she might find.

"Do not worry. I didn't come here to arrest you. I certainly didn't come here to interrupt you talking to your wife. I apologize if I gave you that expression." the man said leaning on his cane while sipping from his mug. She relaxed slightly when she saw the understanding in his eyes and allowed herself to remain seated.

"No matter what they become in the future, as long as they survive it's a victory right?" her words were sound yet her heart knew that Ozpin had knowledge he shouldn't have.

"If" he started with a tone she always heard him use every time when he revealed a little more about the mysteries of this world "If I told you that Roman Torchwick and Neopolitan were going to be dangerous elements, not only for Remnant but your daughters as well?"

"And why would you say that? Why would you say that to me and not one of your guardians?"

"Those two are indebted to you. If they ever become radical elements I believe you are going to stop and lecture them. They are lives that you are responsible of after all, am I right Raven Branwen?"

"Why don't you just tell yourself to go to hell!" she screamed baring her sword at his neck, he remained unmoved and even smiled.

"Because I know that you are someone with a heart just as honest and beautiful as your wife's, that much I can see in your eyes." he whispered yet she heard every syllable he mutter as clear as if he had shouted them "You are more a guardian and a mother than most give you credit for and I know that you will make the right decision when the time comes. Summer told me that all those years ago and I will do everything in my power to make those claims reality."

She couldn't do it. Not after he said her name. Not when they were in front of her… . She couldn't bring herself to cut his throat. Nor could she deny his words, had they truly come from her.

Sheathing he blade she stepped backwards, not meeting his eyes nor facing the grave behind her. The wound was still fresh. Still stung. Still hurt.

"Do what you want." she whispered.

"Ruby and Yang will." her eyes widened at his words and she felt compelled to cut his throat "After all they are your daughters and I want to believe that they follow after their mothers footsteps faithfully."

"What do you want." she hissed, not willing to continue this conversation farther than necessary.

"Roman and Neopolitan will be important chess pieces for them ,you need to be careful and keep a watchful eye on them. The White Fang is currently in turmoil after the last couple protests in Mantel were met with violence, please keep an eye out for the children. Also, please do me the favor and kick Qrow's groan so that the old grumpy shows up and does the jobs I had asked him to do."

She eyed him suspiciously "Are you telling me to play your games are something?"

"Of course not, I simply suggested a course of action." Ozpin answered, taking a sip from his mug "And believing in the heart that fell in love with Summer Rose."

She really hated him. Grabbing a chess piece -The Rook- out of her pocket and tossing it towards the man, she asked a single question "Let me guess, you can look into the future?"

"Of course, after all I have made more mistakes than any man or woman in remnant." he answered after catching the piece. She squinted her eyes at him, that sentence made no sense in context and she felt even worse alienation towards the gray haired headmaster.

He sighed at seeing her reaction "Reach the moon and you will understand what I am talking about" he muttered giving her a small smile before disappearing when she blinked once.

"Appearing and disappearing as if it was normal everyday business…sounds like Ozpin alright." she muttered turning to the grave. Her eyes burned red before she turned her back towards the cliff "Guess Next Stop's Vacuo."