What's up guys. Here is this weeks new chapter. Enjoy. (OMG chibi on the 13th hell yeah.)
"Please! Weiss, no more!" Yang cried. Over the past 4 days, Weiss had been forcing the girls through all the necessary lessons they would need to at least masquerade as members of high society. Yang, in a fit of rage, had destroyed the faux dinner setting that Weiss had been training her on, and Ruby was laying on her bed crying, not ever wanting to see a pair of heels again in her life. On the other hand, Blake seemed to be fitting into Weiss's new standards quite nicely. Weiss nodded at Blake, before walking up to the practically sobbing Yang. Just as Weiss was about to make Yang practice again, Pyrrha opened their door.
"Sorry for intruding." the redhead introduced herself, gaining the attention of team RWBY.
"What's up Pyrrha?" Yang asked, pulling herself off the floor and glaring at Weiss.
"You guys haven't heard? Team ENDD just got back." Pyrrha informed. Immediately team RWBY dropped everything they were doing and raced out of the door, unfortunately knocking poor Pyrrha over.
"OK then." Pyrrha called after then, as she sat in the hall, small Beowolves running around her head.
As team RWBY reached Beacon's airfield, the ship which was carrying team ENDD was finally lowering its ramp. As Team RWBY raced forward to greet their friends, and or significant others, they were blocked by a camera man walking down the ramp directly in front of Darron, and Allister carrying each other down the ramp. The girls managed to push past and could see first hand the fatigue on team ENDD's face.
"What happened to you guys and who the hell was that?" Yang asked as she and Blake, helped carry Allister and Darron respectively.
"3 weeks, nonstop work, no sleep. Those are people who I guess were with us the whole time, yet no one cares about." Allister responded, half asleep.
"You girls good back there?" Blake asked, looking at Ruby and Weiss who were looking to help Zade and Max.
"Yeah we have these idiots." Weiss responded. The girls carried team ENDD down the ramp and into the school. The whole way Weiss felt a knot in her stomach, praying she wouldn't have to explain anything to Zade.
The girls carried team ENDD to their rooms, and practically threw them down on their beds. By the time all four had hit the sheets, they were out cold. Blake walked out of the room, only to promptly return with a book, and curl up next to Darron reading it. Yang reached out and dragged Weiss and Ruby out of the room, to let to boys sleep in relative peace.
The next morning, 17 hours later
Darron slowly opened his eyes to see a mass of tangle black hair right in front of him. He lifted his head to reveal Blake, still unconscious, with an open book covering her face. Darron reached over and gently lifted the book off of her face. He took careful not of the page number before placing the book down behind him. Darron scooted closer to Blake and gently started scratching her cat ears. Blake started squirming, and she smiled as her arced her head to push it harder against Darron's hand. Darron chuckled as Blake started to purr. Blake tried to arch her body even further, and accidentally rolled right off of Darron's bed. Darron couldn't help but throw his head back laughing.
"Ow." Blake whined from the ground, finally awake. Darron rolled over and peeked over at the faunas sitting on the floor. Blake looked up and smiled. Darron chuckled and reached down and continued scratching Blake's head again.
After a few minuted Darron rolled himself out of bed, and pulled Blake to her feet.
"So what's the plan for today?" Blake asked, hugging Darron.
"Well, First I need to meet with Ozpin again. You want to go?" Darron asked. Blake looked at Darron's eyes and could see the pleading within them. Blake sighed before placing her head against Darron's chest again.
"Sure." She answered. Darron and Blake stepped back from each other. Darron leaned in and gave Blake a short kiss before watching her leave for her own dorm. Darron stretched his wings before getting ready for yet another ridiculous meeting.
Once Darron and Blake had left Zade was the next one to wake. Zade crawled out of bed changed his clothes. He opened the door and was immediately met with Weiss standing in front of his door.
"Hey snow angel. What's up?" Zade asked. Weiss bit her lip like she was nervous. Zade stepped out
into the hallway and shit the door behind him.
"I...I-I was wondering? If maybe possibly you would like to spend the day together?" Weiss asked, looking up at Zade hopefully. Zade looked back curiously. Zade responded with a nod.
"It would be my honor." Zade answered. Zade held out hid arm to Weiss. Weiss smiled and wrapped her arm around his as the two began to walk down the hallway.
On the airship Zade and Weiss had taken their seats, Weiss resting her head against Zade's shoulder.
"So where would you like to go?" Zade asked, sensing Weiss tension, yet deciding to press the matter.
"Well... Don't be mad at me, but... I thought that we could just spend the day in the park? I've been pretty stressed lately." Weiss responded. Zade looked at Weiss curiously.
"Anything you decide is fine with me. Do you want to talk?" Zade asked. Weiss just shook her head.
"I just want to be with you today. Is that cool?" Weiss responded.
"perfect." Zade answered "Well there is something going on here. Let's see if I can game it out throughout the day." Zade thought as the airship continued on its path.
Back at Beacon academy, Darron sat in Ozpin's office with his head in his hands, while Blake rubbed between his wings trying not to laugh.
"So that's what you meant." Darron stated, looking up at Ozpin, who was sitting in his desk.
"Yes. Tonight you will be doing a televised interview. This one in particular is one of Remnants most popular." Ozpin explained. Blake couldn't help but laugh at her own imagination of Darron in such an exposed situation. Darron turned and glared at Blake. Blake innocently shrugged.
"Why?" Darron asked, looking for any potential excuse to avoid this.
"Because, despite the fact the people of Vale are starting to like you, people in other kingdoms still hate you. What better way to do that then having you appear likable and outgoing on one of the most watched shows in the world." Ozpin explained.
"Fuck." Darron said, accepting his sentence.
"Who knows. It could be fun. It'll even give me a chance to see how much I really know about you." Blake suggested.
"Actually miss Belladonna. You're going to learn a lot more about Darron. I want you to work with him for the next few hours before the interview preparing him on more socially acceptable answered to the questions he will most likely be asked tonight. Now if you excuse me I will leave you to it." Ozpin said as he walked into the elevator in his office. Ozpin gave the two a nod as the door closed and the elevator began moving. Darron sat back in his seat and threw his head back.
"Kill me!" He exclaimed. Blake laughed and swung herself around so that she was straddling his waist.
"What if I made this process more... rewarding." Blake purred, kissing Darron's neck.
"I'm in." Darron responded without hesitation. Blake smiled.
"Then let's begin."
Just as the sun was going down Weiss and Zade made their way through the beacon campus. Zade held Weiss's heels and walked barefoot, as Weiss wore his shoes.
"I really should have considered what we were going to be doing when I wore my heels today." Weiss said, apologetically.
"It doesn't matter to me. Do you at least feel better?" Zade asked.
"Yeah, and as long as I have my team with me, my father shouldn't be too much of a challenge." Weiss answered. "At least I got to spend my final day with you." Weiss thought.
"Hey, What the hell is going on over there." Zade stated. Weiss looked up to where Zade was looking. The beacon cafeteria was full of students. Both Zade and Weiss rushed forward. The ran into the room and towards the rest of team ENDD and RWBY.
"What's up?" Zade asked.
"Shh. It's starting. " Allister chided before pointing to the wall. Up on the wall was TV projection. Both Weiss and Zade took a seat. Weiss scooted over towards Blake.
"What's this about?" Weiss asked.
"Just watch." Blake said. Weiss shrugged and sat back curious about this show.
Down and Vale's premier TV station Darron and Ozpin were standing off the stage as they were preparing for the nights show. Darron turned around as a woman came up behind him.
"Would you like someone to do your make up?" she asked. Darron spun around and looked at her incredulously.
"No." Darron stated simply. The woman backed up and turned away. Darron turned around to see a smug look on Ozpin's face."Shut up." Darron said, before crossing his arms. Darron was forced to bury his discomfort as the lighting on stage began to change and the show started.
"Welcome to THE DAILY HUNT with Rich Periwinkle." an announcer boomed across the crowd. The host walked out from behind the set( You have his name imagine him how you will). He waved to the crowd before taking his seat at the desk on the stage. His large smile was infectious. Darron shook his head in acknowledgment of the ridiculousness of this situation. Periwinkle spun himself around on his chair before slamming his hands down on the desk and getting down to business.
"Welcome, Welcome to the Daily Hunt. I'm your host Rich Periwinkle. Thank you for joining us. As you all know it is that time of the year again. Ever since we've been doing this show, so many years ago, we've done a special segment once a year. We sit down, forget the whole show and spend it doing one thing. We spend one hour, or however long it takes to make sense of anything Ozpin tells anyone, to conduct a full in depth interview with a person we call ourH.I.T. Of the year. We review every hunter currently enrolled at each of the four major kingdom's academies to pick the one we think has the most promise. We don't discriminate by faunas, Human, senior, or freshman. We just want the best. I'm sure you remember some of our most memorable interviews. Glynda Goodwitch,one of our first ever guests. Qrow Branwen, the biggest dick to ever appear on the show. Summer rose, the most famous of our guests. General Ironwood, currently running Atlas's military. Professor Lionheart, the headmaster of Haven academy. Finally, last years guest, Coco Adel the most fashionable of all the peoples. This year though, we have something different. This year's guest, while undoubtedly the most powerful, and impressive of all the students, is also the most polarizing. You either love him or you hate him. Well tonight, we are going to see if we can change you mind. I present to you this years H.I.T. Of the year! Darron from Beacon academy!" The host announced. The audience applauded as Darron took the cue to walk onstage. As soon as he did so, the cheering got even louder. Darron gave the crowd, and the camera, and small smirk and a wave. He walked up to Rich and shook his hand before taking the seat next to Rich's desk. Darron sat there smiling as the crowd slowly calmed down. Rich noted that Darron was feeling rather awkward, and leaned across his desk.
"So Darron. It's an honor to have you on the show." Rich greeted. Darron nodded and relaxed back in his chair.
"It's my pleasure." Darron responded. Rich continued smiling.
"Now, before we begin, I understand that you still aren't fully trusted by a number of citizens throughout Vale. So, before we begin I'd like to offer you an opportunity to say anything to the citizens remnant." Rich offered. Darron's scrunched his brow for a moment before nodding. Rich gestured toward one of the cameras. Darron shifted in his seat to look directly at it.
"I'm simply going to say this. I don't care what you think of me. Never have never will. I have done plenty of terrible things in the past. Things for which I would give my life if it meant atonement. However, Never... Never speak ill of my team. They have done nothing but dedicate their lives to defending the people of remnant from the Grimm and other threats. Condemn me all you will, given that you show my team the same love, respect, and trust that they have put in me." Darron explained. The entire audience was silent. Everything was still for a moment before Rich broke the ice.
"That was, uh, rather moving, and quite humble." He said, starting to well up with tears. "But let's move on. We decided we'd start you off with a softball. What is your weapon of choice?" Rich asked.
Darron laughed, reached behind him and unsheathed his sword, presenting it to the cameras.
" This is my baby. Forged it myself. It's a heavily dust infused steel sword. This blade is also capable of conducting dust to power the blade, making it the same element as whatever dust I use." Darron explained. Rich examined the blade and the traced his fingers along the glyphs etched into the flat of the blade.
"So do these glyphs you have carved in there mean anything significant?" Rich asked. Darron shook his head.
"Nothing in particular. They are mostly my own artistic additions to the blade. Something personal." Darron lied. Rich nodded.
"OK, time to get real. Tell me about your team. How did you guys meet?" Rich asked. Darron took a deep breath before answering.
" We met a long time ago. It was mostly a series of crazy decisions that set us on the path which led us here today. I met Allister in an alley on the outskirts of Minstral. He was homeless. An outcast like I was. We instantly gelled." Darron started.
"So Allister was the first one you 'recruited'?" Rich interrupted.
"Yes. Allister was the first, and to be honest there is no one I'd rather it be. There is not a more loyal, virtuous, and ridiculous partner to have with you, and thank god he was with me when we recruited Zade." Darron explained.
"Oh! How did he help?" Rich followed up.
"Great story. Allister and I were camping out in the forest outside of a village. We'd been avoiding actually entering the cities when necessary, since we were still social pariahs. Anyway, it was late, and suddenly Zade comes busting into our camp like a Grimm out of hell. He looked terrible. Turns out he had stolen some food and was being chased by the city guard. He'd tried to get away but his semblance wasn't nearly as developed as it was now. So we stepped up, and beat up some security." Darron narrated.
"Wait. How young were you?" rich interrupted. Darron glanced up at the crowd and could see they were pretty curious to know too.
"I'd say we were roughly twelve or thirteen at the time." Darron clarified. Everyone, including Rich, looked shocked.
"That's amazing." Rich gasped.
"Not really. It's just what we had to do. Though that experience had been invaluable. But anyway, afterwards we realized Zade was just like us so we brought him in, and he became part of the family. Certainly a much more moving story that when we pulled Max out of the ocean." Darron finished. Rich chuckled at Darron's dismissal of Max's joining to the group.
"What can you tell us about Max? He seems to be the least known of your entire team." Rich continued.
"Max is basically the whole reason the team is as smart as it is. The man is a genius. Math, science, anything. We actually relocated closer to a major city so we could steal books for him to read. I saw the golden opportunity to increase the intelligence of my entire team." Darron answered.
" Speaking of taking an opportunity. In the last 3 weeks of coverage, you guys seem to have an interesting relationship with one another. What is that dynamic like within the group?" Rich inquired. Darron thought for a second before speaking.
" We have two separate relationships. We were super careful to try and separate our personal lives with out combat lives, at least to some degree. When we are just hanging around, in the dorms for example, we are all equal. Like brothers. Joking around, hanging around. However, once we hit the battlefield, it all changes. During battles, training, or such serious matters we change on a fundamental level. It becomes more of a hierarchy. I take in the situation, and all of their opinions, and make a decision based on that. At all times we have each others backs. That is a level of trust that we will retain even through the worst of times. Each one will die for any of the others, and should one of us die, god forbid, The remaining three shall reign an unimaginable hell upon the transgressor.
"Wow. You seem to have put a lot of thought into the philosophy behind your leadership." Rich stated.
"I try. I simply do the best I can to provide my team with a life that they deserve." Darron responded.
"And you seem to have set them on a path to success." Rich agreed. "Now I know that you spent a number of your previous years acting as mercenaries. What was that business like?" Darron smirked.
"It's honestly rather fascinating. We did mercenary work for a variety of clients." Darron answered.
"What did you guys do to set yourself apart, especially as young as you were?" Rich continued.
"We did have a specialty. We were something know as counter hunters." Darron elaborated.
"And what made that so special." Rich countered.
"When students enter one of the four hunter academies, they learn how to protect Humans from the Grimm for the most part. Now, when they graduate and though we hate to admit it, not all of them remain good. I'm not saying that hunters don't know how to fight. Sometimes you just want someone who is specifically qualified for the job. We basically trained to fight other hunters rather than Grimm. As a result, we usually get paid to hunt down and terminate corrupt or traitorous hunters. Now, you may not know this but, your kingdom has probably, at one point, paid us to dispose of hunters who were posing dangers to society." Darron explained. The room grew errily quiet.
"wow." Rich whispered. "That must have been very dangerous. You've surly made some enemies?" Rich asked.
"Yeah! Of course. We've managed top shut down most of them. However, there are a few which are still a pain in our ass. There's the Exceed. They are a small group of only bird type faunas. We would have finished them, but we can't seem to locate their base. Though, I assume its at the top of some tree. Then there's Ώ. They are ruthless. Assassination only organization. We've taken out a few of their key members, which they did not appreciate, but their creme de la creme are easily strong enough to give us a run for our money. One of the worst is this nomadic group, that no one can track down. They are pretty decently sized, and full of capable warriors. Their leadership is strong as stone too. We've tussled on a number of occasions, and honestly I wouldn't mind fighting any of them except their leader. It's some chick I don't know wears this massive mask, and wields a big ass sword. Last time we fought it took 3 of us just so we didn't die. One on one, she could kill us all. For now." Darron listed.
"Man, how do you guys make it through the day?" Rich wondered.
"We were constantly on the move, and remember we only have problems facing enemy leadership. Most of these groups would rather leave us alone than risk losing so many members in an all out war, especially since we weren't actively prosecuting them without getting paid. Now there is one group which even we don't mess with. Their group literally has no name. They engage in every possible illegal business ever invented. We've been picking away at them for nearly 3 years and we've yet to hit anyone even barely major on their chain of command. I, quite frankly, do not want to meet whoever runs that shit. That person must be dangerous as shit. Though I won't lie, should it come to it, we will not go down without a fight." Darron finished.
"Holy shit, your lives are way crazier than our research suggests." Rich admitted.
"Oh I'm sure." Darron confirmed.
I feel we've gotten a good sense of your past, let's move on to some of your most notable moments at Beacon. Now I won't ask you about the incident. I'm sure its still a touchy subject that you would rather not be reminded of it. I will, however, say this. Your return was glorious! Valiantly showing up and beating down the White fang higher up Adam Taurus. What was going on in that instant?" Rich changed. The audience cheered, obviously also curious about Darron's smack down of Adam. Darron laughed.
"Let me tell you about Adam Taurus. I'm going to be as honest as possible here. If you have small children, please turn off your volume." Darron warned. Rich stared at Darron wide eyed. Darron counted in his head before starting. "Fuck that motherfucking murdering ass fucking bitch. The piece of shit has been a pain in my ass since I was member of the damned White fang." Darron ranted.
"Well. You've certainly made your feelings clear." Rich stated. Darron rolled his eyes.
"You saw the video. Only someone who really hates that man could do anything resembling that." Darron admitted.
"While that is true. Please elaborate about your time in the White Fang?" Rich asked.
"There's not much to tell. I joined when I was really young. I was part of their security division, which is where I learned to fight. We basically protected faunas from dangerous people during protests. Once I realized their ideas were starting to become more radicalized I jumped ship." Darron answered briefly.
"I see." Rich nodded understandingly. "But, the most interesting thing about this video is you. Those markings. Is that your semblance? Who wants to know If that's your semblance?" Rich asked the crowd, hyping them up. Darron ran his hand through his hair.
" Yeah that's my semblance. It's honestly rather interesting. It gives me the ability to manifest my negative emotions. When you see me burn with crimson fire I am using my pain, rage, and hate to increase my physical speed and strength. Those markings you see are actually a liquid manifestation of my sorrow. I can bend it to my will. I use it to do all kinds of things when I fight." Darron explained.
"Damn." Rich said. "that must be a hard life, having to constantly remember things like that to power yourself." Darron shrugged.
"Over time you get use to it. Though to be fair, in the middle of a fight it is easy as crap to get really angry." Darron explained. Rich chuckled again.
"alright, alright That's enough commiserating on the past. Let's look to the future. According to our polls your team is favorite to win this years Vital Festival isn't that great?" Rich announced, eliciting more cheers from the audience.
"Yeah. That's awesome! We have no plans to disappoint." Darron announced.
"Fantastic!" Rich proclaimed. "Now we want to get into some personal stuff." Rich said.
"Oh boy." Darron sighed, causing the audience to laugh.
"This is one of the questions that most of the viewers wanted us to ask. Are you or any member of your team single?" Rich asked, earning some calls from numerous girls in the audience.
"uh? Actually Here's the thing. Max is probably taken, and Zade not really. Allister and I though, completely taken. Sorry ladies." Darron admitted. Most of the audience fell silent, and Rich gasped.
"Oh, do tell." Rich inquired, clearly ready to gossip. Darron shook his head.
"I'm not saying anything. I will say this though. She is my everything. She is effectively the reason I built team ENDD. She is the reason I trained everyday. All of it, just to find her again. She is the most beautiful, sincere, caring, intelligent girl one could ever ask for. There is nothing I wouldn't give up for her. My life is, in effect, hers and hers alone." Darron said thoughtfully. The audience awed at Darron's heartfelt description. Rich seemed on the verge of tears.
"B-b-beautiful." he sobbed. Rich wiped away his tears with a tissue and blew his nose before regaining his composure.
"One final topic. This is a rumor that been circulating. Your mother wa- Hey! Where are you going?" Rich asked as Darron got up and started walking away.
"We're done." Darron stated as he walked off the set. Rich sat back in his seat and whistled.
"Well I guess we hit a nerve, and before he leaves the studio I would like to extend a sincere and formal apology. We try to be jovial about people personal lives, and to not intend to bring up an apparently unpleasant memory. Regardless let's here it one more time for your H.I.T of the Year, Darron." Rich concluded.
Darron smiled as he heard the applause as he walked out of the building Darron stretched out his wings before taking to the night sky, flying back towards Beacon.
Back at beacon, Allister, Zade, and Max looked shocked.
"What?" Blake asked, unsure herself of what just went down.
"They messed up." Max stated. The Blake turned, towards Yang and Ruby, who merely shrugged in response. Zade chuckled at their reaction when his scroll began to vibrate.
"Meet me in my room." Was all the text read. Zade looked at it curiously before teleporting out of the cafeteria.
Zade stood in front of team RWBY's dorm, nervous about what he would find on the other side. Zade gulped before gently knocking on the door. Zade was shocked to see Weiss open the door dressed in her nightgown. Before Zade could say anything Weiss grabbed Zade and pulled him in, shutting the door behind him.
"Weiss?" Zade asked, very confused. Weiss didn't stop as she pushed Zade down on her bed. Weiss crawled on top of Zade straddling his waist. Weiss leaned down and started kissing Zade with unusual passion. Zade couldn't think of doing anything except kissing her back. Zade raised his hand to cup Weiss soft cheek as she started grinding her hips against his. Weiss dragged her hands down Zade's chest. Wiess pulled up Zade's shirt and tossed it towards the center of the room.
"Weiss?" Zade tried to ask again. He was promptly silenced by Weiss's finger over his mouth.
"Don't speak." Weiss responded, trying to sound as sexy as possible, but her nervousness was evident. Weiss continued to grind against Zade, feeling his member growing harder in his pants. Weiss took Zade's hands and gently led them to the bottom of her nightgown. Weiss dragged Zade's hands up, pulling the nightgown off and revealing her naked body to Zade. Zade's mouth opened in shock. Weiss leaned forward and breathed sensually on Zade's hear.
"Take me." Weiss whispered.
"Ok, that's it." Zade stated. Zade laid Weiss down next to him and stood up. Weiss looked up at Zade confused.
"Zade?" Weiss asked.
"Weiss. What's wrong?" Zade countered, somberly.
"N-nothing's wrong." Weiss weakly answered.
"Bullshit. Seriously, what's the matter? Something's changed." Zade pressed. Weiss just looked down sadly. "3 weeks ago you refused to be seen in public with me. Today, you asked ME on a date, and now are asking me to have sex with you. Clearly something has changed."
"It's not that big of a deal." Weiss whimpered insecurely.
"Are you Serious!" Zade raised his voice slightly. "You just asked me to take you virginity. There is nothing not big about any of this."
"d-do you not want me?" Weiss asked, doing anything to get Zade to stop his interrogation.
'I do. I really do. I love you. I would kill to show that to you. This is not about sex though. I don't give a shit if we ever have sex. This is about you clearly having something that bothers you and not trusting me enough to tell me." Zade explained.
"I-I-I can't." Weiss whimpered, the first tears starting to fall from her eyes.
"Neither can I. Despite how much I care for you, If you won't trust me with something that is so blatantly wrong, how can I trust you to tell about anything else? You need to take a long, hard look at how much you value are relationship. Because if you can't trust me. I can't do this. I'm out." Zade argued. Zade spun on his heel and walked towards the door.
"Zade?" Weiss cried quietly as Zade slammed the door behind him. Weiss broke down to her knees and sobbed violently, until she effectively cried herself to sleep.
And there you have it. hopefully the interview was decent and sort of resembled and actual interview. Ginger now you only have one thing to worry about. Oh, and I am honestly curious as to what the rest of you think. 29 of you have favorited this story, which I am super grateful for. That honestly means there's something there that you like. It really helps me because I know what to continue doing, and potentially what to stop doing. So if you could, please review.