Summary: What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
*White Rose Week 2019 Day 3: Silver Eye Strength
Minutes after minutes, Weiss kept checking her watch. Time was moving too slow for her taste and her patience was wearing thin.
Despite how her company's increasing incompetency taught her the virtue of patience, Weiss felt antsy.
She watched flecks of white fall from the sky like confetti. She stared out into the distance behind the rails at the docks. The powder of snow created a thin layer onto the ground as she stood still. It begun to pile on top of her eyelashes, but it flaked off every time she blinked.
"Mrs. Schnee, you should wait in the car."
Weiss did not turn. Her eyes were glued to the horizon where the sky met the surface of Atlas' chilled, but yet, serene waters.
"I want to wait out here, Klein."
"The car will be much warmer," the old man insisted.
"I want to wait," Weiss answered kindly in return.
She crossed her arms together to secure her body heat. At the back of her mind, she was thankful that she changed her fashion style in favor of a sharp formal coat and long pants.
She couldn't imagine wearing a short dress like she did in her younger teenage days.
"If you insist." He bowed.
She heard the car door shut gently behind her as Klein returned back inside. She was grateful for him. He had a choice, and after all these years, Klein never walked away from her or from her very difficult family.
Even to this day, Klein stayed much against Weiss' wishes.
The old man was stubborn. Before he kicked the bucket, he wished to spend every moment of his time watching her and her own family grow. So, Weiss did him the honors of granting his request.
Weiss closed her eyes, and inhaled the fresh air — the air that wasn't her office. A white cloud followed afterward when she breathed out.
The airship was supposed to arrive ten minutes ago. It was late, and it had made her worry. A lot of things went through her mind, most of her thoughts were silly though.
Ruby would agree if she was here with her. She always called her a worrywart. In her defense, it was only natural. After all, this was their daughter. By the laws of her maternal instincts, she needed to worry.
Anything could've happened that would've caused the bullhead to be delayed.
Technical difficulties.
Grimm sightings.
Weather.
Worst case scenario, terrorist attacks.
Weiss sighed and turned back to her watch again. The bullhead was late by fifteen minutes now.
At this point, she was tempted to fly herself across the kingdom. It would've been much better and probably faster.
Weiss checked her watch again. Twenty minutes late. She pulled out her scroll to give her daughter a call. By the time she pulled it out of her coat pocket, the airship came into view. She tucked her scroll back in, her unduly worries already forgotten.
The airship docked at the bridge and the cabin door pulled open.
Students and people of all kind deboarded the aircraft carrying smiles as it was the time of the year again — the holidays.
Weiss always looked forward to them. Her wife, Ruby, as well. Despite living in Atlas for a number of years, the kingdom's harsh weather and its dwindling holiday spirit did not destroy theirs.
While Weiss was not the type to be vibrating with festivity, it was the only time she could ever take a week off from her company without it crumbling into a pathetic disaster.
And wherever she went, Ruby followed.
There were reasons why Ruby stayed around Atlas rather than traveling across the world and putting her huntress license to good use. After a failed assassination attempt on the Schnee's head, Ruby entrusted herself as her personal bodyguard.
Despite Weiss' reluctance on that idea, Ruby did guard her body pretty well.
Especially in bed.
Weiss blushed when her thoughts spiraled out of control. Her memories decided that now was the best time to remind her of the many possible positions Ruby could protect her body.
"Mother!" The sweet, innocent, shrill cry of her daughter cut through the distance and broke Weiss from her indecent thoughts.
Weiss perked up and smiled when her own flesh and blood climbed down the ramp of the bullhead and tackled her with a big hug.
"Hello Blanc," Weiss greeted warmly. In their embrace, she gingerly stroke the ends of her daughter's faded pink tumbles. "Welcome back. How was your flight?"
Face buried into her mother, Blanc wearily droned back. "Exhausting."
Weiss chuckled. "Long flights are never easy."
Blanc pulled her head back and blew cold air against her bangs to uncover her face. "Tell me about it." Her silver eyes rolled before glancing around to search for someone in particular. "Where is mom?"
"She…" Weiss hesitated for a moment. Ruby had never mentioned where she zipped off to. When she tried asking her wife, she said it was a surprise and disappeared with bustling of energy. "She will meet us back home, I believe."
Blanc looked at her quizzically. Her face wrinkled and she then sneezed.
"Bless you, honey. We better hurry before you catch a cold." Weiss quickly shooed her to the safe haven of their warm car. "I told you to dress warmly," she chided. "Shorts are not suited for this weather, especially at this time of the year."
Blanc sniffled while she listened to her mother's constant nags. It wasn't the first. Surely it wouldn't be the last.
"That's what this is for," Blanc reasoned. She carefully tugged at her white cape which displayed a magnificent embroidery of the iconic Schnee symbol.
"Clearly it's not enough if you're sneezing," her mother admonished.
Blanc just grumbled and followed her mother back to the car.
It wasn't a quiet trip back to the estate. After a couple of fond exchanges with Klein, Blanc buzzed about her first semester of Beacon.
Midway through her gallant stories and accomplishments, she was forced to pause when they arrived back to their home. She exited the car with her mother, and as she approached their front step, she stopped in track.
"Blanc?" Weiss called out to her daughter. She glanced backwards to see what kept her from entering.
Blanc was never easy to read. Whether it be in combat or in a conference, the young Schnee made sure of that.
Groomed to be the heiress of the Schnee Dust Company, she kept on a stoic appearance and kept her emotions in check. She strutted with a head held higher than the CTT tower.
Although her demeanor remained aloof to others, Weiss could see through her like transparent glass. And for some reason, her daughter's switch flipped.
Blanc's gaze hardened. They narrowed out in the distance, away from their manor.
"Something is approaching," was all Blanc said before she summoned a monstrous glyph underneath them. The intricate snowflake spun as it glowed light blue.
Before Weiss could intervene, a thick enormous barricade of ice erected from the ground. With the two bloods of Remnant's most renowned huntress running in her veins, summoning this thin sheet of ice was child's play for Blanc.
A swirling mass of red rose petals crashed into the massive wall of ice and shattered it into broken crystals. A deluge of rose petals showered from the sky and whisked away in the wind once the assailant tackled Blanc into the snow in a rough, tight embrace.
"Hi sweetie!" Ruby exclaimed as she nuzzled her daughter fondly.
"Mom!" Blanc whimpered and tried to struggle out of the squeezing hug.
She began sinking into the ground when the snow underneath her started melting from their combined weight.
"I missed you so much!"
"Ruby," Weiss reprimanded. She stomped towards the two and snatched the back of Ruby's cloak. She dragged her wife off their daughter. "How many times must I tell you? Stop trying to snap Blanc in half."
"Psssh," Ruby cheekily grinned. "She's a tough cookie. She can handle a hug or two."
"And you!" Weiss scolded Blanc while she hauled her off the snow. With her hand fanned out, she quickly dusted off the fine snow stubbornly clinging onto Blanc's clothes. "Do not blow up the manor."
"But I held back this time," Blanc muttered, her lips forming a pout that rivaled her mom's.
"A bit too much," Ruby mused for a moment. She ceased her antics as she reached over and caressed her daughter's cheeks. Her face softened into a smile when Blanc melted into her touch. "Welcome back, my little snowflake."
Her daughter went in for a proper hug, putting enough space to breathe this time.
"Hi mom," Blanc nuzzled in the embrace. "I missed you."
Ruby gingerly stroke the back of their daughter's hair. Her thick red cloak blew against the wind, only to protectively wrap around Blanc.
"Oh I almost forgot!" Ruby broke the embrace and excitedly fished into her pockets. She pulled out a crumpled paper and unrolled it for her wife and her daughter to see. "Guess what we're doing for this holiday?"
"Menagerie." Weiss read off the top half flatly. "We're going to visit Blake's parents?"
"Pass," Blanc swiftly decided with little interest. "The fraternal twins are staying with their grandparents for the holidays. Being stuck on the same team with them is punishment enough."
"I'm sure it's the other way around for your cousins," Ruby chuckled humorously. "But no. Keep reading further down."
Weiss mumbled underneath her breath as she skimmed through the content that the piece of paper entailed.
"A mission?" The older woman finished reading, blinking in surprise.
"Yep!" Ruby chirped and rolled back the piece of paper.
"A hunt?" Blanc delightedly lit up. Her mind made a drastic turn at the news.
"Nothing like a family stroll in a Grimm infested tropical island," Ruby sighed happily. "Get one day of workout and then hit the beach afterwards. How does that sound?"
"Not to rain on your parade," Weiss replied hesitantly. "I'm out of practice. I don't think I'll be any help on this trip."
"It'll be fine," Ruby reached around Weiss' petite waist and pulled her in. She gave a quick kiss of assurance. "Blanc and I can do all the work. All you need to do is stand there and look pretty."
"Don't I always?" Weiss flipped her hair and smiled modestly. It ended up dropping to a frown when she caught their daughter rolling her eyes. "When are we leaving?"
Ruby smiled. "As soon as possible."
Upon Weiss' insistence, they rode on their private airship. What intended to be a long flight dwindled to only a few hours.
Blanc glanced out through the window, her mind thoughtlessly drifting into the sea of clouds once they took off.
One.
Two.
Three.
She counted the number of airships that came up into the sky before letting her eyes wander.
Ruby and Weiss chatted a good portion of the time while her mind started lulling to sleep. She barely registered her mom's question and it took her awhile to gather her thoughts.
"I'm sorry. Can you repeat that please?" Blanc snapped awake, her attention now focused on her mom who sat across from her.
"How have you been?" Ruby asked again, her silver eyes leveling at her with worry.
"You didn't call home that often." A frown played on Weiss' lips. Sitting beside Blanc, she placed a hand on her daughter's knee and gave a fraction of a squeeze.
"Oh." Blanc replied sheepishly at her blunder. "I'm doing well. Now that Beacon have been completely refurbished, they have a lot to offer." Her voice excitedly skipped as she went on. "I placed the very top in our sparring class and my studies are going wonder —"
Weiss cuts her abruptly. She slapped the upside of her head, causing Blanc to lurch forward. Ruby winced, reminiscing the same exact incident between Winter and Weiss many years ago.
"Your mom did not asked about your academic performances," Weiss chided. "She asked about how have you been."
Blanc rubbed her head, silently hissing.
"Are you enjoying Beacon?" Weiss badgered. "Did you make new friends? Did you pick up any hobbies?"
Blanc sighed and listed her answers. "Yes, yes, and soon."
"Have you been eating properly?" Her mother kept pestering.
"Yes."
"Are you enjoying your classes?"
"Yes."
"Are you getting along with your teammates?"
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Boyfriend?" She cautiously asked.
"No!" Blanc furrowed her brows at her mother's ridiculous question.
"Girlfriend?" Ruby joined in on it too, grinning.
"No!" Their daughter groaned exasperatedly. "You two are unbelievable."
Ruby laughed and leaned against the window. She sighed out warmly as she looked through the glass.
The longer she stared off into the sky, the more her smile fell.
"Hey Weiss?"
"Hmm?"
"The flight course we're taking…" Her eyes narrowed dangerously. "Is it the same route as the other public transportations?"
"No, it shouldn't be." Weiss frowned, not exactly sure where Ruby was going with this. "Why?"
"Get down."
"What?"
"I said get down!" Ruby roared. She lunged towards them and pulled them to the floor.
Multiple cable lines crashed into their airship. One stray line shattered the window, but they narrowly evaded it. Powerful tremors rippled through the airship as the grapples hooked and fastened tightly.
Ruby quickly got onto her feet, her hand reaching for her weapon attached to the magnetic holder on her lower back.
"Way to start our vacation," she muttered bitterly.
Her weapon unfolded as it extended out into her scythe that she rebuilt over the years. Crescent Rose went through numerous upgrades, making it Remnant's almost deadliest weapon.
Blanc helped her mother off the floorboard and glanced back to her mom who was already striding towards the door.
"I'm going with you," Blanc said obstinately.
"Stay here and protect your mother," Ruby barked.
"What?" Blanc questioned back, startled at the orders.
Looking backwards, Ruby sent her a reassuring smile.
"Protect her, Blanc." She repeated again.
Multiple security bolts on the door turned and unlatched. The door panel unlocked and slid open, sending a whirlwind through the cabin.
Ruby jumped out without sparing another glance. Her cloak fanned out majestically before she disappeared in a flash.
"Your mom will be fine." Weiss brushed off the fine glass and observed through the broken window. "It's times like these where she doesn't beat around the bush. She hates it when people disturbs family time."
A stream of red tore through the sky and deliberately crashed into the enemy's airship. Fumes of smoke came through the opening and the vessel eventually burst into flames.
As the ship sunk from the sky, a path of roses trailed onto the next.
"See." Weiss said, barely fretting about their situation. She glowered when she spied multiple masked individuals ziplining towards their airship. "Look alive, Blanc. It seems we have unwanted company."
At the side of Blanc's belt straps, she drew out her weapon — an elaborate sword with intricate designs traveling from its guard to its point. She then drew out its counterpart and dual wielded them separately.
Her blades folded into its gun-mode and she raised it towards the window. Although her dual pistols were not suitable for long range, she pulled the trigger regardless.
Multiple ear piercing rounds sliced through the air and knocked a couple of them off the cable.
Blanc clicked her tongue, displeased that she miscalculated some of her shots and missed. But within seconds, Weiss picked up on her shortcomings. Large icicles pierced forward and struck a few of the remaining strays coming towards them.
"Above us!" Weiss shouted at the sounds of footsteps echoing from the top.
There was a short beep and it followed with a detonation.
Someone had set off a plastic explosive and created a new opening. Through the new hole, multiple masked men barged inside.
"Leave," Blanc snarled.
She circled around her mother when the enemies showed no signs of withdrawing.
"On your guard, Blanc. They're not Grimm." Her mother calmly reminded her. On her mother's words, Blanc transformed her pistols back into its original swords' form. "They're are despicably craftier than those monsters."
"Oh?" One of them finally spoke. "Playing hypocrites are we?"
Off to the side, another vessel set into flames before sinking into the air. Sheets of metal components fell off piece by piece and the aircraft spiraled down with a trail of black smoke following behind.
Once more, the stream of red made haste to the last airship.
"We're running out of time," another of their fellow comrade spoke coldly. "That Rose is faster than I anticipated." He pulled his collar up and spoke into a tiny microphone. "Fire." He gave the green signal.
"Are you crazy?! You're getting us all killed!" His comrade shouted.
From the enemy's ship, the two mounted artillery readied its cannons and began charging. Right as the heavy weaponry fired, the ship combusted.
A dust powered energy shredded through the sky and struck only a small section of their ship after losing a segment of its trajectory. Similar to the last two, the enemy's airship fell from the sky
Their airship roughly quaked at the thundering hit. Everyone lost their balance as everything shook around them, but Blanc saw it as an opportunity for a first strike.
Blanc transitioned quickly and lunged towards them at an inhumane speed. Her swords moved fluidly as she cleaved through the horde. She spared them no time for retaliation and she left no openings. Hell-bent to end the fight, Blanc dealt several fatal blows that had them dropping dead like flies.
Blanc drew in a deep breath and returned her weapons back to her straps.
"You're becoming just like your mom," Weiss commented proudly. Walking towards her daughter, she placed a hand on her shoulders and squeezed down with a warm smile.
"You think so?" Blanc took it as a heartfelt compliment.
"Certainly so. Your mom would —"
Weiss abruptly cut herself off when something felt unusual. Her body felt weightless for some strange reason. She questioned why and her eyes went wide when she came to a conclusion.
"We're losing altitude."
"How?" Blanc screeched out suddenly when the howling wind tore into the airship like it was made of paper.
She immediately casted glyphs beneath them to keep themselves grounded as they plummeted faster.
With her daughter's semblance keeping her secured, Weiss hastily marched to the front of the airship only to discover that someone had put a nasty hole into the pilot's head.
The most troublesome part was the airship closing into the mountains ahead of them. There was no space and time to make an emergency crash landing or decelerate their crash.
"Sorry Blanc." Weiss mumbled apologetically as she hurried back to the cabin.
"What's the situa — Mother?!" Blanc cried out when Weiss unexpectedly picked her up.
Her mother hadn't carried her in ages considering she was no longer a child anymore.
"We're leaving." Weiss gave no room for argument.
"Leaving?" Blanc thrashed for a second until she realized how they were leaving. It had helped when her mother approached to a large opening from the airship. "Wait! Headmaster Arc talked about landing stra —"
Weiss jumped off, a glyph appearing underneath her feet as so.
Their airship crashed into the mountains and sent out a tempestuous shockwave. Weiss gritted her teeth when it lashed at her from behind and completely knocked her off her glyphs.
They spiraled downward faster. There was no time to decrease their speed as the thicket of trees approached closer.
Holding Blanc tightly in her arms, Weiss turned over. Her backside pointed down while she kept Blanc out of harm's way.
Falling hard and fast, Weiss plunged into the trees. She broke through the branches until she crashed into the snow. Her aura had shattered in the process.
Blanc quickly crawled out of her mother's grip when the guarded arms that secured her lost their strength.
"Mother!"
She scrambled to Weiss' side and tried to shake her awake.
"Mother!" Blanc cried out again.
She received no response and started crumbling at the deafening silence.
A flash of memory came through her mind, a memory of her mom telling her to protect her mother. She hung her head low. Tears threatened to spill and a pitted ball fastened at her throat. She could hear breathing coming from her mother, but that wasn't enough. She had one job — protecting her mother — and she failed.
"Please, Ma…" Blanc whimpered.
Her scroll rung, and slowly, Blanc found the strength to answer.
"Blanc? Oh thank god. Your mother's scroll isn't ringing. Is she with you? Where are you?"
"Ma…" was all Blanc needed to say before Ruby caught on the grave distress in her daughter's voice.
She hushed her gingerly.
"Sweetie. Hey, sweetie. Shhh. It's alright. Listen to me. I want you to take two deep breaths. Did you take two deep breaths?"
"Mm."
"Do you feel a bit better?"
"Mm."
"Good girl. Blanc, Weiss will be okay. I know your mother. She's strong just like you. But I need you to do me a favor. I need you to keep being strong. Can you do that for me?"
Blanc took a shaky deep breath and replied to her mom confidently.
"Mmhm."
"That's my girl. Now listen carefully honey. Outside isn't safe. It's crawling with Grimm and a snowstorm will be brewing very soon. I want you to take your mother somewhere safe. Share your location with me and I'll catch up with you very shortly. Okay?"
"Okay."
"Be careful, Blanc."
The call ended. Finding her strength once more, Blanc shared her location with her mom and carried her mother on her back. She trudged forward as her senses led her in a direction.
Ruby chewed her bottom lips.
She wasn't quick enough.
She was fast, but not fast to prevent what just occurred. Something happened to Weiss and her daughter was crying.
It was a double strike in her book, and she was at fault. She should've been faster. She should've been more careful.
Ruby received a notification and she glanced at it. Her family wasn't exactly far off, but still, it would take time to catch up.
As Ruby watched her daughter's indicator moved, her stomach sunk. The feeling of dread rose and her stomach knotted even more.
She recognized the location of where they were heading.
It was the past that haunted her.
The place where her and her team's nightmares had ran rampantly. The first time when she had heard Weiss' terrified screams. The first time where they had lost their will and almost gave up on their journey. The first time they had almost perished.
Ruby ran.
She prayed that the Grimm they had encountered in the past weren't lurking in the area anymore.
The further Blanc had travelled, the more she could see a clearing up ahead.
With her mother out of commission, Blanc pushed forward carrying her on her back. A small village came into view and Blanc cautiously made her way in.
The painted letters written on the gate had deteriorated much like the gate itself. The town was giving off an eerie vibe.
Nevertheless, Blanc moved forward.
"Hello?" She hollered, her voice echoing in the vast emptiness. She walked towards the middle of the village's square, her shoes crunching against the snow.
As expected, she received no answer. But realistically, she had little hope to find someone living here. Just from the outskirts, she could tell the entire settlement was abandoned.
The main house had burned down entirely. The water well seemed dried up and haven't had a source in awhile. The only thing that seemed out of the ordinary was an old rusted air pump sitting at the front of the scorched house.
Stepping through the snow carefully, Blanc decided the best option was to seek shelter and bunker down for the time being.
Her mom was right about a blizzard coming. The snow was trickling down from the sky faster than before. It would only be moments away until a blizzard hits.
However, everything about the farm was worn down. If not, then it was turned to ashes. It looked impossible to find an intact building. As luck would have it, one building remained standing
The shed.
Blanc readjusted her grip and hurried to the entrance. She looked forward to resting just for awhile until her mom showed up.
Not intending to be mean or anything, but her mother was peculiarly heavy. Oddly, Blanc was feeling tired mentally and physically herself.
As Blanc approached closer to the door, she promptly became alarmed at the sound of something clattering against the surface of the ground. Her heartbeat skyrocketed and her saliva thickened.
The sudden noise came from inside the shed.
Blanc took a step back, hesitating of what lies within the confines of those walls. She studied dazedly from afar trying to peer through the door left ajar.
Burning crimson eyes flashed from the darkness and returned her gaze. Blanc jumped backwards at the startle. Chills colder than her mother's wrath crawled under her skin and she stood frozen like a marble statue.
Extremely long fingers had sluggishly wrapped around the edge of the door and creaked it open like a demon lurking in the basement of a horror movie.
Blanc sharply gasped in silent horror when a Grimm that she was unfamiliar with limped out of the darkness.
It walked with its back hunched over and dragged its flaccid arms across the snow. Its' ghostly jaws hung loosely and it groaned out a haunting noise.
Fighting down the fear swelling in her stomach, Blanc carefully reached for one of her weapon at her side while steadily balancing her mother on her back.
She folded her sword into its gun-mode and pulled the trigger without hesitation. High-caliber rounds rang out from her barrel and struck the Grimm at its head.
Rather than blowing into smithereens like the rest of the Grimm she had faced in the past, this Grimm only flinched at the shot.
The Grimm bellowed out an ear splitting shriek at the threat. Blanc dropped down to her knees and felt her own strength abandoning her as she tried to shield her ears.
Her mother's unconscious body fell forward, and terror seized Blanc from the inside when she noticed the Grimm was not alone. It had a pack behind it as the rest crawled out from the shed in similar fashion.
Blanc gritted her teeth as the Grimm let out another ringing screech. She struggled to stand. Everything was being drained from her body. Her strength, her will, and even her consciousness was fading.
"Wake up, mother!" Blanc begged. She crawled towards Weiss desperately, but she wasn't going to make it in time.
"Mother!" Blanc tried loudly again. The feeling of dread grew stronger as the pack of Grimm steadily approached Weiss.
Her mind began to panic.
Her mom told her to be strong. But how could she be strong at a time like this? Schnees were allowed to make mistakes, but they were not failures. And yet again, she was failing at protecting her own mother. Except this time, she was going to lose her forever.
How would her mom cope with their loss?
In fact, how could she stand on her own two feet knowing that she couldn't save her mother, the one who carried her during birth? She couldn't bear the thought of shouldering her mother's death. She couldn't bear the thought of watching her mom mourn.
Her mother's life was precious.
And precious life must be protected.
"MA!" Her cries tore out from her lungs at the sight of those claws reaching towards Weiss.
A powerful flash of silver shimmered from her eyes and the Grimm at the front of the horde let out a cry. They disintegrated slowly while the pack from behind shrieked at the pain.
Blanc blinked in stupor. Her strength had somehow returned to her body but she didn't know how or why.
Taking advantage of this moment, she stood and went to retrieve her mother from the floor. But as soon as she picked up Weiss again, the Grimm recovered from their incapacitation and roared out another shrieking scream.
Blanc staggered back onto the ground.
She tried pushing past her limits to get back on her feet, but it was no use. She collapsed back down, her vision growing blurrier by the minute.
The more she laid there, the more she felt like this was okay. The more she thought this was fine, the more she felt like her eyes were telling lies.
Through the unclear haze, there was this indistinct shade of red rushing towards her. There was only one person she knew that wore that much red proudly.
"Mom?" Blanc could barely mumble the word out.
But it wasn't just the color red that accompanied this figure. Silver streams flowed like a majestic waterfall from her eyes. The closer this figure had drawn, the louder the screams grew from behind.
"I'm so sorry that I'm late, Blanc." Ruby knelt down and brushed her daughter's hair back. With her silver eyes still shining, she continued. "You've done so well. Thank you for protecting your mother, my little snowflake."
Ignoring the Grimm nearby, Ruby helped Blanc from the floor. She wrapped her red cloak around Weiss before lifting her wife in her arms.
"Mom? W-What's going on?" Blanc stuttered out. She couldn't comprehend why her mom's eyes glowed or why the number of Grimm were trickling to single digits.
"Let me show you honey."
Ruby stepped forth.
Blanc couldn't take her eyes off her mom's back. The hero she looked up to at a young age... Blanc watched her in awe. She had seen nothing like this ever before.
The brilliant light glowed brighter and the sheer intensity wiped the numbers down greatly. The creatures of the night didn't stand a chance. The light mercilessly pierced through them and completely annihilated their pack.
The light faded from Ruby's eyes and she turned backwards to her daughter with a gentle smile.
"I-I don't understand…" Blanc said hesitatingly.
"You have a gift, Blanc. Just as I do."
"A-A gift?"
"Silver eyes," Ruby explained almost quietly. She adjusted her grip when she carried Weiss. "Let's talk about it later. For now, let's go somewhere else. This place gives me the creeps."
"So you're telling me Blanc was able to use her silver eyes?" Weiss inquired.
They were at the beach in Menagerie. While Blanc was having a sandcastle warfare with the fraternal twins, Ruby and Weiss bathed underneath the sun in the cool, relaxing waters.
"Yep," Ruby replied nonchalantly, her arms tying around Weiss' waist.
She was spacing out because her wife wore a really, really sexy bikini. Since the water covered below their waist, she wondered if Weiss was feeling a little daring today. No one would notice a thing as long as Weiss kept a straight face.
"I missed out on our beloved daughter's silver eyes?!"
"Yep."
Her hands went on an adventure. They explored places that had already been explored before. Weiss' skin felt so smooth. How can it feel so silky?
"Ugh," Weiss folded her arms and released a frustrated groan. "I can't believe I missed out!
"Yep."
"I can't believe you were able to witness firsthand. I'm jealous."
"Technically, I didn't see it directly with my eyes…" Ruby trailed off, her hands drifting further below. Weiss had a body of a goddess, and if she could, Ruby would worship her all day. "I saw bright silver lights outside from the village."
"Still though… I completely missed out," Weiss sulked.
"I'm sure you'll see her use it again. I'm teaching her all that I know."
"Ruby."
"Yes?" Her wife asked playfully.
"We're in public. Hands above the waist."
"Aww! But Weiss!"
"Hands below the chest too."
Ruby slumped forward. She placed her chin on top of Weiss' shoulders and her hands drifted back to somewhere more appropriate. Lips pouting, she watched their daughter from afar as her terrifyingly colossal sand castle towered next her cousins' equally enormous fortress.
"Hey Weiss?" Ruby asked uneasily.
"What is it dear?" Weiss noticed how the arms around her stomach tightened.
"Did you bring your checkbook?"
"My… What?"
"Your checkbook." Ruby laughed nervously.
"Yes. Why?"
Quietly, Ruby pointed at the shore. They both watched in silence as Blanc cackled haughtily at the top of her castle.
A monstrous glyph appeared underneath the twins' fortress, and Blanc snapped her fingers. Her glyph glowed bright red and detonated, bringing forth total fiery destruction.
She had blasted the fraternal twins into the ocean and obliterated their towering castle. Globs of sand rained from the aftermath.
But it wasn't just the sand castle that suffered heavy damages. A section of the beach was in complete ruins after Blanc decided to put a large hole into the ground.
Weiss pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. She was going to have a long stern talk with Blanc later.
Didn't get to finish the Day 2 prompt, but I'll post that later!