Hello everyone and welcome back to HellFall!

So, RWBY volume 3 finally started. I just finished the first episode...and I wasn't impressed. Although it looked nicer, everything else felt like it was lacking. If you want a full review then message me (I'm assuming that none of you do, but I'm more than happy to share my thoughts either way).

I really haven't written in a while, but I did write another HellFall chapter the other day, so that's good. I really need to get back to this, considering I only have a few more already-written chapters to release.


That night I lay awake, staring up at the ceiling. My hair was damp from my shower and brushed lightly against my cheeks as I tilted my head. Finally I sat up, unable to sleep. I stood up off my bed and turned, looking over at my mirror. I was dressed in my long grey shirt that stretched all the way down to my knees. The neck hole was too big too, causing it hang over my arm and reveal my bare shoulder. I didn't wear any bottoms other than underwear.

Sighing, I slipped into my black slippers and walked out the door into the dark hallway. Going downstairs I saw that the television was on, and Octavia was watching. I snuck into the kitchen, pouring myself a tall glass of milk and joining her on the couch.

She looked over at me and smiled.

"Can't sleep?" She asked.

I shook my head as I sipped my milk, "Nay" I replied.

She smirked, nodding, "Same here"

We stared at the flashing screen for a few seconds.

"What's up?" She asked, turning to me. Her voice let on that she was looking for something specifically.

"I'm not sure about this." I replied, "About the military thing"

She nodded, "Keeping you up?" She asked.

"Yeah," I replied, "I'm not sure how keen I am on it"

"Why the change of heart?"

"I mean, Gazini, the guy, murdered Trask." I paused to look at the hole in my hand, which I'd long since healed. "And I helped. It feels wrong"

Octavia nodded, her face showing clear understanding.

"I know it's what we've been trying to do all this time but," I paused, searching for the right words to say, "I don't know if I'm up for it"

"I get it." Octavia said, "Grimm are one thing, people are totally different. Trust me, the first time I killed someone I gave up hunting for a few months. But it's something you need to get used to. It's in the fine print of the fine print of the job description of being a huntress. Occasionally it happens. Why? Because we live in a corrupt world, full of corrupt people, like Rocco and the White Fang"

"I know." I replied, sipping my milk again, "I don't know if I want to get used to it though"

"No one does." She replied, "But there's no such thing as a job where everything is great all the time. There's always going to be something that sucks. This is that thing. That and dying yourself"

I smiled, "Right" I replied.

"Basically Azure, you're not wrong to feel this way. You're in the right. But it's all part of the job, so it's just something to need to learn to cope with"

I nodded, sipping my milk again.

"So how're you feeling about this military thing then?" She asked.

I shrugged, "I don't know." I replied, "I mean, we're pursuing now just Sheng for personal reasons. I'm not sure how happy the military would be about that"

Octavia nodded, "Right." She replied, "I thought that too. Maybe not. For now, at least"

"Sounds good." I replied, "I should probably contact Gazini then"

"You got his contact info?" She asked, suddenly louder, "Man, and I thought you weren't into him!"

I smiled, "No, no," I replied, "He gave it to me so that I'd be able to inform him of-"

"Whether or not you're into him!" She cut me off, "Wow, you're like half his age. That's pretty inappropriate"

"Age is just a number when you're in a relationship" I replied, quoting her. I didn't exactly agree with the statement myself, but I hoped it would shut her up.

She laughed, "Right, right" She said.

As we calmed down we started watching the television again.

"So what show is this?" I asked.

"The Snow Owl." She replied, "It's just some lame superhero show"

I watched it for a little bit, "Seems kinda cool" I said.

"Superheroes aren't my thing, you know?" She said.

"Oh no, I get you." I replied, "They really don't seem that super either, considering there are people out there who do that for a living. He's just a volunteer huntsman"

Octavia snickered.

I smiled, glancing over at her before returning my gaze to the television. As the show and late night commercials dragged on I eventually found my head fall onto Octavia's shoulder, where I fell asleep.


I awoke in my bed the next morning. My eyes felt drowsy with sleep, and I yawned. Sitting up and rubbing my eyes, I looked around, my eyes adjusting to the sliver of light shining through the window blinds. I stretched and scratched my back before standing. I was still wearing my slippers, so I just walked downstairs.

"Look who's finally up" Nello said as he made breakfast. He wore a white apron and purple knitted oven mittens.

"Morning" I said, seeing that the television was on again and Octavia was watching. Xeyrus was sitting in a papasan chair and knitting, as he often did. "What're you making this morning?" I asked him.

"Same sweater as yesterday" He replied, not taking his eyes off the needles and string.

I nodded, "Nice" I said, going to stand behind Octavia.

"Didja notice?" She asked, not turning.

"Notice what?" I asked.

"I brought you back up to your bedroom" She replied.

"Oh yeah, 'course" I replied, smiling.

"Good to hear" She said with a snicker.

"Alright ladies," Nello announced, appearing in the living room, "and gent." He added, looking over at Xeyrus, who didn't even acknowledge him. "I've prepared some lovely easy-over eggs, fluffy pancakes, and juicy sausage"

"Ooh," I said, standing and heading to the kitchen. It was all laid out before us on the counter with four plates stacked next to it, "Don't mind if I do" I took and plate and started to fill it up. Octavia followed. Xeyrus stayed where he was.

"Xeyrus," Nello said, "Come have something to eat"

He kept knitting for a second, then broke his focus and stood, taking and plate and some food. Nello took it last, as usual, and joined us on the couch.

"So," he started, "what's the plan with the military?"

"I've missed something" Xeyrus said, looking up from his food.

I quickly told him what had happened.

"No," was his immediate answer, "that'd destroy any pride we still have"

"We've got plenty of pride." Octavia pointed out, "We're a formidable group, and we've got pride to share"

"Whatever." Xeyrus said, "Either way, it'd destroy all our dignity to accept the help of them"

"So his vote is clear" Nello said.

"We talked about it last night." Octavia started, "We're pursuing Sheng for personal reasons, and I don't think that the military'd be too happy about that"

Nello nodded, "Right." He replied, "So I guess it's settled then"

"What do you think Nello?" I asked.

He shrugged, "I mean," he started, "it'd be convenient to have information, sure, but I definitely agree with you guys. Xeyrus not so much. At least it's not nearly as important to me"

"So no military?" I asked, looking over everyone, each of whom nodded. "Alright. Well that's settled."


So there you have it. A little shorter than usual, less productive. But I can't cram action and plot into every chapter, we need to settle down once in a while and hang out with the characters.

Quick announcement: I finished 'The Candidates' now, which is the backstory of Dennis Soldier. I still need to edit it, but I'll leave it alone for now. Unfortunately, the guy hosting the RWBY fanfiction collaboration (The Candidates is my contribution to it) has denied me permission to release it early, so you'll all have to wait until the end of January 2016. If I could, I'd be releasing it next month or something, but that won't be happening. I'll remind you guys when it does come out though.

Anyways, not a whole lot to say today. As usual, favorite, follow, review, tell your friends, tell your enemies, or don't if you don't want to, and I'll see you all in the next chapter!