The White Healer Ch. 11
I'm going to apologize for not writing a chapter for the last couple of days. I'm lazy and I started a story, scrapped it, and then restarted it. Now for the next chapter.
"Jaune!" Pyrrha called out. Yes, Jaune Arc was standing on top of his grave. Pyrrha ran over to him, and caught him.
"Pyrrha?" Jaune asked. "What's going on. Why do I feel like this isn't the first time you held me in your arms?"
"I'm so happy you're back." Jaune's looked changed from groggy, to confused.
"Back?" Jaune looked down, and read the text on his grave. "So it did happen. But, how am I back?"
"Allow me," said a voice from behind Jaune. He turned to face a man in a white robe, with a white half-mask covering the left side of his face. "My name is the White Healer, and I brought you back. I was given the ability to undo what my brother had done, and I believe that you're familiar with who my brother was. Anyway, in order to do something as substantial as bring people back from the dead, I had to wait for him to be gone. The connection between him and the people he killed was just too strong. So I had to wait for Ms. Xiao Long over there to finish him." Jaune looked around at the people standing there.
"Where's Nora and Ruby?" He asked. Ren, Weiss, and Yang all winced slightly.
"There not back yet. We have to take this slowly, Jaune. You're the fifth one now and-."
"Wait! Fifth? Was only Yang left?"
"Yes. He killed you, then he killed Pyrrha, the Weiss, then Blake, then Ruby, and then Yang killed him."
"Wow," Jaune muttered silently. "Let's bring the other two back!"
"I'm afraid that's not possible as of this moment Mr. Arc. We're two crystals short of another revive."
"We can get two dust crystals easily."
"White healing crystals. Those are the only thing that'll work. We need five, and after your revive we have three. So, why don't you five get him situated in your current living spaces and I'll go attend to surveillance." He turned, and left them standing there. Pyrrha watched him go, and then she let out a warm smile.
"Come on Jaune," she said. "I'll fill in the details on the way."
The White Healer's perch
He lay back calmly. Another good day, a very good day. He had killed Torchwick earlier, and now Jaune was back. He was so close to finishing this, and then he could get them back. Soon, he thought.
Team RWBY's Dorm
Jaune walked into the dorm, and he looked around. He knew why they were here instead of their own dorm, but he still wondered about the sleeping arrangements.
"Here we are," Pyrrha said. "We'll be back to our dorm soon though."
"Where do I sleep?" Jaune asked.
"Well," Blake said. "When I came back, I just bunked with Yang."
"You did what?"
"You can bunk with me," Pyrrha said.
"What?" Jaune repeated. Everyone just let out a small laugh. Jaune went about picking up the details of everything from everyone while he was trying to wrap his mind around this. The others seemed so willing to accept the White Healer, but Jaune wasn't so sure. He found his old scroll, and he opened it up. He flipped around to the news feed, and watched.
"In our biggest story of the day," Lisa Lavender reported. "Roman Torchwick has now been confirmed as dead. The shopkeeper is sticking with his statement that he took volatile dust crystals that detonated in his ship. But what happened to the people outside of the store? The police are continuing to look for information, but so far nothing more has been found out."
"Hey Jaune," came Pyrrha's voice from behind him. She sat down next to him, and smiled.
"Hey Pyrrha," he replied. "No one has been willing to tell me, but what did you do after I died? I mean, I know how you handled Ren and Nora's death, but what about after that." Pyrrha's expression turned dark. "I'm sorry, you don't have to answer."
"I didn't handle it well. I just stayed in our dorm for a while. When RWBY tried to bring me out, I nearly beat Weiss to death." Jaune was silent. "He got me out by leaving a painting of me holding you as you died. It was done in blood." Jaune reached over, and gave Pyrrha a hug.
"I'm sorry that I couldn't protect you," he said. Pyrrha hugged him back, and they just sat that way. Ren walked over to them and sat with them.
"We're close to getting JNPR back together," he remarked.
"We're close to getting all of us together," Pyrrha added.
"But what happens after we do?" Jaune asked. Pyrrha and Ren gave him quizzical looks. "Does the White Healer just bring everyone back?"
"I imagine he tells Ozpin what he's doing," Pyrrha said. "He wants to get us back as solid proof."
"But you said he hasn't been received well before. Why?"
"What?"
"I'm not sure if I fully trust him yet."
"Jaune," Pyrrha brought her arm around him. "He brought Ren back, me back, you back, and soon Nora'll be back too. We have no reason not to trust him." Jaune relaxed his shoulders a little bit, and Pyrrha took the opening to kiss him. Ren smiled at how shocked Jaune looked, but he eventually kissed Pyrrha back. Weiss, Blake, and Yang looked on with smiles across their faces. Pyrrha pulled away from Jaune, and just looked at him.
"I almost didn't get to do that," she said quietly.
The White Healer's Perch
He was laying back, his eyes closed. But then he heard someone walk right underneath him, and he looked down. 'What is he doing here?' He thought. 'Maybe it's not him. I'll tail him to be safe.' He hopped down from his perch, and walked very slowly behind him. He reached the point of the graves, and he climbed up another tree. He looked down at his face, and his fear was confirmed. Professor Ozpin was looking at the graves of the two teams. He bent down, and looked down at the patterns that remained on the ground. He then felt the soil on one of the graves, and then another, and then another, and so on and so forth.
"Ruby's and Nora's are the only two that are cold," Ozpin mumbled. "And Ren's is only slightly heated. Interesting." Ozpin stood up, and quickly returned to his office. The White Healer watched him go, and his worry increased. 'Too late to turn back now,' he thought. 'If we can get seven crystals tomorrow, we shouldn't be caught. I'll make it a priority.' He stood up from his hiding spot, and returned to his perch.
Team RWBY's Dorm
Everyone was asleep, except for one. The words that Jaune had said stuck with Blake. Why was the White Healer so concerned with concealing his identity. Blake was beginning to feel like he knew more then he was telling any of them. There was nothing she could though, so she curled up next to Yang and fell asleep. They would all be up soon with the nightmares that had plagued them since the Masked Killer had come to Beacon.
End: Questions, comments, and feedback is appreciated as always.
