Everything has a hidden power... What they are is possibly more frightening.
Version: First words they say to you are on your arm.
Warning: Possible feels approaching.
Winter walked with Weiss, the younger eager to meet the older's soulmate and a secret with the glyphs involving summoning the foes they defeat and slay.
However, when they stopped, Winter demanded before she did anything, "Weiss. Promise me you won't even dare do this under any circumstance." Weiss was shocked at how serious Winter was, but none of the less nodded. "I promise."
Taking a deep breath, Winter conjured up a glyph. The siblings' breath hitched as a pale blue teen slowly materialized before them.
Due to the glyph, his hair was white and eyes blue. He wore what appeared to be a lab coat with a halberd strapped to his back. He also wore jeans and blue sneakers. However, he made no sound or motion.
He only stood.
Winter sadly, yet happily introduced, "Weiss... Meet my soulmate, Jackson Frost... Former alchemist and dust expert of all of Remnant." Weiss stammered, "Y-you killed your soulmate?!"
Winter shook her head, and began, "I need to start from the beginning of this cruel tale..."
Winter walked with General Ironwood towards the laboratory.
When she entered, she saw a teen in a computer chair, brown hair disheveled and green eyes tired. He yawned before greeting without turning around and getting back to work, "General." James sighed before explaining, "This is Jackson Frost, top Dust expert in all of Remnant, alchemist extraordinaire. Jackson, this is Winter." He turned in his computer chair and eyed her and vice versa.
He then asked, "What's with the Snow White get up?" She looked at him shocked before carefully asking back, "Why do you look like a mad scientist?" He grinned and answered before getting back to his work, "Because I want to." He paused before musing, "Always wanted to experiment with Glyphs..."
Jackson growled before speaking, "No, no, no. You're supposed to parry the strike like this."
Currently, Jackson was pushing Winter's skill with blade battles. She huffed before asking, "Can we take a break?" He sighed before bluntly stating, "We'll work on it next week."
He slugged a towel over his head as they sat on a bench. He asked, "So how does the necromancing work?" She explained, "Whatever I slay with my blade, I am capable of summoning to aid me in battle." He remained silent before stating, "I have a hypothesis, and it tells me that it doesn't exactly work like that... There's more to that than what it seems." "Like what?" "For example, does it limit to the final blow? Or does it work when you did fifty one percent of the damage? There is also another pressing one, but I rather test it myself than forcing it on anyone else."
Winter was shocked at his questions due to them not crossing her mind.
Jackson gritted as they hid behind the boulders, waiting for the Deathstalker to go back to it's den. He clutched his side as the blood pooled.
He slouched against the rock, Winter taking his side.
He asked, "Remember when I said I had a hypothesis on that glyph that summons the dead?" She nodded as he tried to focus, the venom already in his system. He wordlessly looked at the blade, stating, "Time for my last experiment..." She looked at him with wide eyes as he stabbed himself through the lung, and kept the blade there.
She frantically yanked at the blade, asking, "Why?! We would've made it!" He chuckled before explaining, "We know that the final blow matters, and those Grimm that have been dealt fifty one percent don't count. Also, I did a few things on purpose. The ones from Forever Fall were the ones I slayed using your sword. I noted the distinct markings on them, but remained silent. And thus, the conclusion." She looked at him in fear before he lifted the blade out, before positioning it over his heart.
"It isn't what the wielder slays... But the blade itself is used against to slay. Thus, the only way for us to beat it..." He plunged the blade through his heart as he finished, "Is for you to summon me to aid your battle."
Slowly the light flickered out of his eyes, but Winter closed them for him before retrieving her weapon.
Slowly, she made herself over to the open, eyeing the Grimm in fury before summoning her newest recruit.
When General Ironwood arrived, Winter was clutching Jackson's corpse while crying.
And thus, the dark secret of the glyph was discovered.
Weiss looked in shock as she looked at the figure before him. "But.. That can't be..." Winter looked at her sister in confusion before a voice shouted, "Weiss! There you are!"
A boy with brown hair and green eyes ran up to her side before stating, "We're going to be late for Dust class! You're usually not one for being late, lab partner." He turned to Winter and raised an eyebrow, "Who are you?" Weiss stating, "Now's not the time, Jack. Get back to class." "Fine, but you'll miss out on the experiment!" Winter watched as he jogged away before asking, "What's his name?" "Jack Frost. Younger brother, I assume..."
"More like reincarnated." Winter slowly smiled as the past scientist dispersed, requesting, "Promise me history won't repeat itself, okay?"
Weiss only nodded. "I'll watch my blade no matter what."
Jack shouted, "DAMN IT, YANG! YOU MESSED IT UP!" Winter giggled lightly as Weiss ran to class.
Winter sighed as she reflected on a past moment.
"Hey, Winter? Do you believe in second chances?"
"Somewhat. Why do you ask?"
"I often believe everything we experience were things we had in the past life. A chance so history won't repeat itself."
"But what does that have to do with anything?"
"I believe we all have second chances, but quite more often than we think."
"... I'll never understand your logic, Jackson."
"Heh... Someday, you will understand. Now hand me that vial of blue Dust, will you?"
"I still don't see why you want to use Dust on a flower..."
"Relax. It's just..."
Winter quoted as she held the familiar rose, "It's just a cold experiment." She smiled as she pinned it on her vest, walking towards the exit as her footsteps echoed throughout the empty halls.
Meanwhile, Jack sighed before smiling. He stated to Weiss as they prepared their equipment, "My semblance allows me to remember my past lives." "I know. You told me that you were Winter's soulmate, but now you're mine... You're okay with that?" He shrugged and answered while tugging on his safety gloves, "I only care about the happiness of others... Now hand me that vial of blue Dust, will you?"
Weiss handed him the vial and asked while raising an eyebrow, "Another moment of your madness?" She wasn't annoyed, she was actually amused. Here they were in Grimm Biology, in front of the entire classroom, and Jack was going to use a vial of lightning dust on a Grimm corpse.
Jack Frost chuckled and gave his catchphrase.
"Relax. It's just an experiment." She readied his halberd as he used the Dust.
Needless to say, Dust class was more interesting than Port's.
After all, what better way to learn about Dust than seeing them in action?
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