Chapter 14: Heartfelt Turmoil

A/N: Disclaimer: Monty Oum and Roosterteeth owns this. Need I say more?

So…sorry for the late update. Was dealing with a lot of shit, so it was hard to find motivation and time to do this. I'll try to post more often, but can't say so until school starts again.

Again, I hope people can find it in them to leave a review.

Upon awakening, Ruby instantly got up with Crescent Rose at ready. Frantically moving the weapon left and right, she realized she was alone on the cold, brown ground of the nearby cliff. With panicked breaths, she had her eyes see the red forest that had more trees broken than during her fight with the Beowolf Alter.

Although relieved to be alive, she couldn't celebrate after seeing that she was the only living being in the area.

"Jet?" the girl called. "Jet, where are you?" Fear gripping her chest, she got up and ran on, not even caring about the Cornucopia lying nearby. She cared more for the one who was left to fight their dreaded enemy alone.

"Jet! Jeeet! Where are you?!"

A loud roar echoed from a nearby area. Scared at first, the scythe-wielder followed the noise as it was her only clue to her friend's whereabouts. Getting closer, she could hear teeth gnashing and flesh tearing, signs of battle involving the Grimm. What unnerved the listener is how it sounded more like the monsters were not fighting a Human, but one of their own.

The noise of battle stopped right as Ruby found a meadow, clearing full of brown withered flowers and leaves. Surrounded in a ring of trees, the area also had Grimm parts on the floor to paint it black and white. She saw several more come from the one who finished ripping apart a Beowolf.

The young Rose's eyes widened at the sight of the newcomer whose body radiated with a black glow. Her mind instantly blared warnings when she saw what appeared to be dark fur made of energy on exposed skin, head bearing two black wolf ears. The figure's hands were claws shorter than a Beowolf's, nails holding remnants of its enemies.

But what captured most of the witness's attention were the pieces of black clothing sprouting from the armor of energy and a familiar jet broadsword lying at its feet in pieces. The familiar sight made her heart twist, eyes widen as she saw the fate of her dear friend.

"No," she whispered while the being of darkness still had its back turned, body hunched over as if it was in pain. The girl couldn't see this as she mourned for the one she believed was dead.

"No, Jet. This can't…not you. Not when you were here because of me." Sadness turned to anger as her hands turned Crescent Rose to its scythe form. Eyes leaking tears homed onto the one whose appearance matched the species of her greatest enemies.

With emotions she hasn't felt in a long time, Ruby felt her heart tear at the loss of someone who became dear to her. To see the threat that took his life made her unable to hold back white hot rage.

"You monster!" Ruby's war cry rang as she ran at the monster with scythe striking down. As her blade met a claw from the turned being, the Huntress fired her gun and used the recoil to fly backwards while the monster blocked the bullets with raised arms. This made the Human launch forward again, this time stopping at a range where she fired and swung to make her swings go in a blur.

At one point, the attack stopped when claws managed to grab the weapon's shaft. Struggling to pull the away, Ruby yelled, "You killed him!" Yanking one more time, she felt the scythe become released, allowing her to step back into range. For a moment, her eyes caught an unusual sight of a black visor made of energy covering the wolf's face.

But the fur and tan mouth baring sharp teeth reminded her that she was fighting a Grimm. She swung her scythe from above, blade descend towards the head. Expecting the monster to grab the weapon, Ruby fired right as the top barrel stopped near the visor.

Flipping back from the recoil, the girl had her blade hit the ground right as she landed on the weapon's scythe haed. She looked up while breathing heavily to see that her attack has only broken the visor around the eyes.

Still mourning from, Ruby growled, "The only friend I had left and you killed him! You…you killed…Jet?"

The sudden question came when the girl realized she saw a gray colored eye appear at the broken part of the visor. Confusion became befuddled as her mind finally recognized why the figure's image bothered her.

The so-called monster, who she thought was her friend's slayer, was in fact the boy of black himself. Unlike his Human form, he had dark Aura radiating around his body that covered parts of his ragged clothes. The most confusing was the head, especially when she saw the two black wolf ears slightly jerk back and forth and teeth bare sharp fangs.

Clearly, the appearance showed Jet's heritage is that of a faunus. However, the ears and 'fur' looked to be of pure energy, making the girl wonder if she was looking at a beast kin. Regardless, she was happy to see her friend alive before feeling terrible to have attacked him in the first place.

"Jet! It is you, right?" Still wary, Ruby asked, "If that is you, I'm really sorry. I didn't know you were a…a Faunus? Is that right?"

The wolf remained unmoving, body hunched over with arms across chest. The breathing sounded heavy as his pain intensified from his condition.

Scared, the Huntress still asked, "Jet? Are you okay? Please, say something. I can't tell if you need he-."

"Get…here."

Ruby barely heard the sentence. "What was that?" Her ears strained to hear the words that became louder.

"Get…GET OUT OF HERE!" Head raised, Jet's pained howl resounded through the air. The noise carried out like a sonic boom, even forcing trees to sway back from the force. It was greater than what the girl heard earlier as she had her hands cover her ears.

When the shout died down, Ruby saw a group of Beowolves suddenly appear from the forest and onto the meadow. Scythe back up, she noticed that the Grimm paused with heads tilted in confusion. Unsure of what to do, she could see the monsters grow angry as if they made the realization that the Faunus was something unusual. When she saw the pack run at her friend, the scythe-wielder yelled, "Jet, run!"

The wolf didn't listen, but rather swiped a claw at the first two near him. Sharp nails easily tearing through the bodies, Jet moved forward to combat more that heeded his unintentional call. His assault only grew stronger fiercer as his Semblance, Jet Black, allowed his strength and Aura to grow, especially after his mental block was taken down.

Watching the carnage unfold, the confused Ruby remained frozen on the spot as she wasn't sure if her assistance was needed. Suddenly, she remembered from a lesson that Grimm were attracted to negative emotions, especially those of fear and anger. Although to summon a horde would require an area full of people, the leader noticed that Jet's sole voice was all it took. His battle cries seemed to bring more of the monsters hopping from the back and top of the red trees, unrelenting in their desire to snuff out the jet black wolf.

Just when the Huntress considered fighting to help, she noticed the wolf's shouts weren't of malice, but pain. Each claw and bite that annihilated his enemies harmonized with his dying cries. Ruby could see that the greatest evidence of his suffering was the tears coming from the bottom edges of his visor.

The Huntress could tell that she had to lead her friend away from this the battlefield he's created. "Jet!" she yelled. "Jet, you have to stop!" Already knowing that her words couldn't reach him, the frowning scythe-wielder slowly aimed her large gun at her target.

"Sorry, but I'm doing this for your sake!" The girl fired to make a bullet slam into the wolf's body. Shooting with careful aim, she noticed that her target blew off a Beowolf's head with a spin kick before looking straight at her. It only took a brief look for Ruby to run off in a different direction, the start of her last-minute plan.

The blood piercing roar and thundering steps confirmed that the gun-wielder had the mad Faunus's attention. She figured he was reacting to any kind of hostile presence in his berserk state, so she had to attack before leading him to safety. However, this is the best Ruby could guess as of now as she didn't know what else to do.

And to makes matter worse, her pursuer was already behind her with Jet Stream while slashing with Jet Claw, a larger form of his claw made of black energy. Ruby ducked to dodge before she ran off in a different direction right towards a group of Beowolves. Nimble hands and quick-thinking had her make desperate slashes, leaving behind a pile of dead Grimm that Jet barreled through without a care.

Dashing through large trees and wet mud, Ruby could see raindrops start to come down. Rain fell from the dark skies that covered the land in darkness, leaving the running girl's destination mostly unknown. Scared, she moved on as her breaths became raspy and body burned from exhaustion. She couldn't stop as her pursuer seemed focused on her, not caring about the Grimm horde chasing after them.

At one point, the Huntress jumped towards one tree and climbed, fingers barely gripping into the trunk's wet wood. Reaching one branch, she quickly reloaded and gathered her breath. This took only a few seconds before the black Faunus used a Jet Claw to rip through the woody structure's foundation.

Jumping off to reach the ground, Ruby was about to run when she felt winds gather around her. Looking back, she could see Jet in the air with body twisting until a black tornado formed, become the natural force that tore through the surrounding forest.

"Jet Twister!"

The Grimm from earlier came to a stop, trying to run in order to avoid the disaster. Yet, the black winds pulled them all into the source turning into a full-blown cyclone. Despite her efforts to slam down her blade, Ruby couldn't finish as she also flew up to become a part of the funnel full of bodies. With scythe out, she managed to slash through the incoming Beowolves with ease as none could fight back without solid footing.

By reflex and strength, the scythe-wielder slashed through the incoming monsters while flying in the winds. Staying calm, she found herself moving closer to the center where she could see Jet hovering at the middle with claws out, black fur thrashing in the wind. She considered calling out to her friend, but she stopped the moment she could see his mouth dripping with blood.

The moment she did, the winds came to an immediate stop. All flying objects were flung away along with dead Grimm bodies. Only Ruby came out unscathed, flying into a tree that she easily jumped off of before rolling on the ground to soften her descent. Getting up with weapon at ready, she looked at the boy, the crazed Faunus who had his hands and knees on the ground. Again, she saw the crimson mouth through the rain and made an instant realization.

Grimm never shed fresh blood and there was no other being around for the Faunus to attack. This meant the red liquid was coming from the body, an internal wound ripped because of his powered state. This was apparent when the wolf no longer howled, but gasped for breath while his Aura began to fade on and off.

Ruby could see that Jet was dying because his power was forcing his body to pay the toll from use. She felt even sadder to see the tears still come out amongst the raindrops coming down.

"Everything...me."

The Huntress heard the pained whisper while she lowered her weapon.

"Everything…still…me."

The red girl could see her friend talk to no one in particular as he was still lost in the midst of his thoughts.

"Everything is still hurting me. Cherise, where are you?"

From the first time of hearing it, Ruby could tell the sentence was filled with words worth a lifetime of pain. And the last part involving the new name made the girl hear it as a cry for a cherished person.

"Cherise? Cherise…Green…bastard."

Jet's voice became a snarl, his mouth full of fangs gritting out of anger. Suddenly, his head raised at the sky as his howl echoed through the cold, damp environment.

"WHY?! WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE HER OF ALL PEOPLE! WHY?!"

Large footsteps and shuffling limbs came from all around the dark area. With bare light shining from the cloud-covered sun, Ruby did her best to prepare with Crescent Rose in hand.

"YOU MARRED HER, TORTURED HER SO MUCH! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO HER?!"

The wolf turned to slash into a Beowolf before he grabbed an incoming Boarbatusk at its sides. His hands grew large claws that had nails biting deep into the armor.

"FOR ALL THAT YOU DID, I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL DESTROY EVERYTHING!"

The roar turned incoherent as Jet had his arms cross to rip through the pig, pieces falling onto the ground. He continued his rampage by slicing through every Grimm that came after him. Despite his violent upstart, his attacks eventually lost momentum and his body run low on energy, enough where it became life threatening if he didn't stop.

Fortunately, the boy did stop, but not because he won. It's because a red blur passed him as it used a large blade to destroy his forward enemies. Looking around, he eventually saw a person far away gasping out of breath, someone he couldn't recognize as his mind was deep in his madness.

The person, Ruby, did her best to walk back as she realized she just became a target again. Feeling weak and tired from her endeavor, she realized there was nothing left she could do to fight. She was at the mercy of whatever fate awaits for her by the hands of the insane Jet or the incoming Grimm.

Regardless, the scythe-wielder made one more attempt to reach out to the boy, the one she's been trying to help this entire time. This started with her throwing away her weapon before raising her arms.

"Jet, can you hear me? It's me, Ruby."

The words only made the Faunus snarl while he walked forward.

The young Rose waved her hands to show she was disarmed. "See? I'm not here to hurt you, but you're going to keep hurting yourself unless you change back." She became scared as the mad one now dashed at her. Out of options, she pleaded, "Please, change back, Jet! If you don't, then we'll both die!"

Too fast for her mind to see, she felt her body slammed into the trunk of a tree. Unsure of what was happening, she became conscious of the sharp feeling digging into her shoulder. Looking to the side, she realized that the wolf had his teeth sunk into her flesh, going deep as the jaws created more pressure.

For one moment, she screamed as the pain from her ripped shoulder became unbearable. However, she remembered there were Grimm around, forcing her to silence herself by biting her lip. When she felt her attacker try to pull away, an idea had her wrap her legs around his neck to pull him in.

"Jet," she whispered. "You can't keep going on like this." The pain intensifying and sound of torn flesh made her doubt her action. However, it was her only choice as she could only believe in the words coming from her heart.

"If you do, you'll disappear. I can't lose any more people, not when you're the only one I have left." The girl dug her face into the boy's shoulder, dearly hoping her naïve attempts to reach out wasn't in vain.

"I don't care if about what happens to me; just make sure you're the one who comes out okay."

Ruby felt her body fall, the sharp grip on her shoulder released. She looked up and see Jet's body drop to the ground out of exhaustion, Faunus traits disappear along with his body-covering Aura.

The Huntress struggled to sit up against the tree, still surprised that her words could have made this result. She then felt happy from seeing her friend become normal, despite his body oozing blood from several wounds and his tan face still holding a painful grimace.

She savored the few minutes of silence, the cold intensified by the falling rain. In this moment, Ruby felt glad that she and Jet were still alive despite her entire being losing heat from the loss of blood. The tranquil time passed when three Beowolves appeared amongst nearby trees, leftovers from the group that was annihilated by Jet's attack.

The one awake did her best to keep calm, eyes darting around to find her weapon too far for her to reach. Hope wasn't lost as she saw Jet's revolver, the Silver Talon, sticking out of its owner's belt. Slowly moving to avoid detection, she reached out with her good arm. Every inch forward made her limb radiate a tearing sensation as if it would fall off at any moment.

"Come on," Ruby said with teeth gritting through the pain. "Just…a little more."

The Beowolves took notice of the Humans. Seeing the youngest barely moving with eyes open had them approach, fangs out to prepare for the kill.

The Huntress saw this and quickly took out the revolver. This sent a jolt of pain from her wound that had her arm shake and lose her grip on the gun.

"No!" Ruby reached for the weapon. The monsters roared right as the revolver clattered on the ground. Four seconds passed, three shots rang out before the enemies fell while their bodies were missing heads.

The girl of red looked up to see Jet awake with weapon in hand, his body in front of hers as if to protect her. Glad to see this, she breathed, "Y-you're awake."

The wolf boy turned around to show that his hair had its gray color back on the tips. Kneeling, he quickly and carefully worked through the blood-torn fabric of the injured one's clothes.

"Th-that hurts." When she heard her friend gasp, she looked at her wound to see the flesh torn beyond belief and blood splattered all over. The image made her head dizzy as she became very aware of the intense pain.

"Ruby? Ruby?!" Jet sounded panicked as he ripped off a part of his jacket to tie it around the bloodied spot. "Shit, can you hear me? Come on, say something!"

By now, the girl felt faint, body turning cold from the weather and loss of heat. With mind slipping away, she managed to let out one more sentence before she succumbed to her unknown fate.

"I'm so glad you're okay."

Hearing this made Jet become hysterical, his thoughts turn frantic after seeing his friend close her eyes that may never open again. Picking up the body bridal style, he began his run back to his ride in hopes of reaching the city in time.

Along the way, his foot tripped on a tree branch. His body fell into a puddle while the one he was carrying rolled on the ground. Struggling through his soreness to look up, the boy could see mud covering Ruby's red cloak and pale face.

At this moment, the boy of black realized he was about to lose someone who just saved his life. More important, she did this act because she cared for him, regardless of how the situation turned out. He believed this as memories from his crazed state retrieved moments of when she was there to express her thoughts, her adoration for him because of their relationship.

Jet didn't want this kind of attention from the girl, someone he tried to protect out of his willingness to do the right thing. And yet, he couldn't stop as his pained heart made him take out a thin silver tube from his pants and press the button on top of it.

"Doctor Bitters!" he yelled. "I'm right here! Hurry up!" Despite his regret, the wolf crawled over to the fallen girl and placed his jacket over her still form. "She's…my friend's in critical condition! Damn it doctor, where are you?!"

The roar was followed by a bright light appearing near the teenagers. As the shine died down to reveal a green cube, the front door opened to reveal a figure whose form was covered by the bright light behind him like an alien appearing from the inside of a spaceship.

"Jet," said the stranger in a strict tone. "I thought you would lose that tongue of yours by the next time we met."

Weiss stared at her Scroll, hoping she would get a response soon. However, a screen came back to notify that her leader, Ruby, didn't pick up. This discouraged her as she wanted to talk about the Hopegathering details she desperately needed at the moment.

"Weiss, is something wrong?"

The snowy girl looked up to see Blac sitting on a leather chair across from her while wearing his usual white suit. She remembered they were inside a white room that had an electric fireplace running on the wall. Extravagant art hung all around while soft carpet was lying on the pearly floors. This place was one of the few hangouts that the rich man owned.

"No, it's nothing." Trying not to sound worried, the heiress gave a small smile. "I was thinking of our Hopegathering plans. I might…not be able to come. Is that alright with you?" Finally out with what she's been holding for hours, Weiss felt her heart skip a few beats.

"Well, of course." A smile creased on the white-haired man's face, again shaved for a recent business meeting he had. "You've been worried about your teammates for a while. If you need an event to come together with them, then by all means, enjoy yourself."

"Really?" Weiss's face brightened from the answer. "That's a relief. I didn't want you to think I was ditching you."

"No, I can't expect that from you." Eyes still on the book he was reading, Blac flipped to another page. "But explaining this to the others might be slightly difficult. They wanted to meet you, although they only know you as my younger girlfriend."

The news of people knowing their relationship shocked the teenager. "Others?! Wait, is that okay? I mean, I'm fine with us as we are, but-."

"Weiss, do you really doubt my love for you?" The one asking saw that his question made the other silent, eyes raised in befuddlement. "To note, you're not the first to have this kind of relationship amongst my social group. And regardless, if I expect what's between us to be real, then does this have to remain a secret from everyone?"

The heiress didn't know how to answer. While she tried to live a life full of high-above standards, she always sought for something different, something that could take her away from the old-fashioned ways. Being a Huntress was one way, but to have her unusual romance someday become public?

"I-I don't know. I-."

"Don't think too hard on it, dear." Blac dropped his book on a nearby table before coming over to his young lover. He leaned down and close to nuzzle his nose against the neck, warm breath tickling the girl's skin. "Just do whatever is best for you; I'll love you no matter what direction you take."

Weiss felt saddened as she apparently ruined a day full of joy. Filled with guilt and love from the man's words, she let the older have his way that began with one hand caressing her neck. Panting from the sensation and thoughts of what's to come, she had two hands take a handful of the other's white suit.

"Well, there's still time to change my mind. If you give me the address, then I can swing by to at least say hello." The girl didn't feel regret as her love for the man was reintroduced after several kisses.

"That would be great, dear. I'll keep that in mind and save you a seat, one set right next to mine so we can be together." The man's words were laced with a hint of amusement as he purposely placed his lover on a guilt trip.

As a sadist, he absolutely loved how he was tearing the heiress away from her friends, tact set to take advantage of her adolescent mind.

Lemon Start

"Wait, it's…it's my turn, right?" Weiss got up as she gently pulled the man onto what was her chair. On her knees, she reached for the zipper on the white suit pants and pulled it down. She leaned back to make room for the hard length to swish out of the hole.

"Weiss, are you sure? You didn't seem too comfortable when you did it in my car back then."

The mentioned girl tried to narrow her eyes, look lustful while her hands gripped the warm penis. "I wouldn't mind doing it again, especially when you enjoyed it so much."

"Well, it's not a technique for the inexperienced."

"Which is why I had practice," she replied while thinking of the fruits she played with from time to time. Before her mouth could envelop the sex organ, she heard, "Practice? Don't tell me you're cheating on me already, dearest."

She ignored the tease as she completed her act, red lips grabbing the penis head. After a few dabs with her tongue, she moved her head forward to take the length into her mouth. She pulled back before going forward, mouth slick on the dick becoming wet from her blowjob.

Feeling no reaction from her lover, Weiss went faster and moved deeper, trying to make the length go farther into her mouth. Midway, she began to choke as the pulsing flesh felt too big for her.

"Here, let me help."

The heiress swore she heard a hint of malice, but was more focused on the two hands placed behind the back of her head. Slightly panicking, she felt the penis go deep towards her throat. Eventually, she almost made it to the end, nose brushing the ends of the man's pubic hair.

"Blegh,Blegh, stur." The girl kept choking as she wasn't used to this. Several seconds led to her release, coughing while the penis tip hovered in front of her face. Feeling spit trail down her face, she also felt the length tap against her cheek as if begging for reentry.

"Again, you need to get used to this while you can."

Weiss complied by taking it in, trying to impress the man who sounded somewhat pleased. Trying again to reach down further, she felt fingers gently poke around her neck and jaw. The stricken areas became relaxed to where she surprisingly took in more of the dick.

"Just a technique to help you," Blac said as he pushed his hips forward from his chair to make his shaft go deeper than it has gone before. He felt it reach a new spot in the heiress as her current form allowed her to deep throat.

Body shivering and arms slightly flailing, the surprised heiress did her best to suck and move her tongue. After repeated movements filled with the slick of her mouth's wetness, she felt something warm spurt out of the penis, the familiar bitter taste of cum splattering all the way down into her stomach.

When she believed the man was done, Weiss gently pulled back to let her mouth return to its normal size. Feeling remnants of the semen inside, she used her tongue to gather the white fluid and show it to her lover after opening her mouth.

"I only asked you to do this once to see your naughty side," Blac chuckled as he got off his chair and kneel to Weiss's level. Putting a finger under her chin, he gently said, "Swallow it, you can't let it go to waste."

Weiss obeyed as her lips closed and her head leaned back. Remembering something she saw online, she made a small gulping noise to further evidence her consumption of the older's essence. Reopening her fleshy gates, she stuck out her tongue and made a slight moan. Feeling shameful for her action, she saw the man gently push her down to the carpeted floor.

Lemon Ended

"You're becoming more desirable every time." Blac's hands reaching for her skirt made it apparent they were about to go the full stretch. "Let's enjoy another night together, shall we?"

The heiress didn't reply as her eyes hovered back to the Scroll. At first worried about her leader, feeling her tender parts fondled by her lover made her thoughts go back to focusing on pleasure.

A/N: Ruby's sacrifice seemed to tear one heartstring from Jet. Of course, she'll be fine, but she's going to have to go through one process that might change one part of her genetic makeup.

And for Weiss, she still cares for her team, but Blac is misleading her left and right. Will she make the right choice in the end?