RWBY: Revenant

By Endbeats

Chapter 30: After - Like Father, Like Son

Ugh, he isn't fully to blame. After all, I was the one who told him how he could use his second chance at life.

I could make as many excuses as I want, but in the end it was my advice that led him down this road.


"The One Who Controlled the Winds." That was the term people called Kang during his years as a hunter. Seeing the downpour and thunder that was occurring, it was hard to argue with that.

Soul deftly dodged a strike of lightning from his father by flinging himself in the air. Thankfully, many of the floating rocks here were small enough for his scarf to wrap around them.

"Give it up, Liu!" his father yelled as he raised his sword, absorbed lightning, and slashed once again. The massive wave of lightning gave little room for Soul to dodge, and he ended up having to free fall in order to get out of the way. Again, shot his scarf out and wrapped it around another rock, just below the island his father was on. The best way to fight, Soul thought, would be to not fight at all. He tried to escape, landing on an island that sat on lower elevation.

His father would have none of that. Kang literally slashed through the island he was on in half and fell through the crevasse that he had created. Before Soul could even start running, his father landed on the same island as Soul.

"You can't escape," Kang said, getting back into a fighting stance.

Soul took that advice, then. He charged forward, both swords in hand, and unleashed a flurry of strikes against his father. Kang, however, merely deflected the blows, wielding his two-handed sword in one hand. No matter how fast he went, or what underhanded method he took, his father always seemed to block. He tried to trip his father with the scarf, but Kang could dodge it without even looking. He also tried to involve some kicks or punches, but again, Kang took no effort in getting out of the way. Nothing was wokring for Soul. Eventually, his father changed his strategy and slammed his fist into Soul's gut with a force strong enough to launch him twenty feet. Luckily, Soul managed to land on his feet, but it didn't help him with catching his breath.

"You're weak, Liu. How can you hope to kill someone like Adam if you can't even beat me?" His father slowly walked straight with his sword rested on his shoulder.

Weak? No, Liu was weak. Liu was nothing. Soul, however, was something.

Soul gritted his teeth and summoned his semblance into his muscles. Upon injection, he felt faster. He felt stronger. Soul knew it still wouldn't be enough, but he had more up his sleeve than a simple strength enhancement. Just after planting his feet deep into the rocky ground, he shot himself forward. Again, he released his flurry which his father managed to block, though he was required to use both of his hands. The frustration took Soul, and he slammed both of his swords downwards against his father's blade. The clash felt like a shock wave had occurred around them, and all the falling water from the storm clouds was shot in the opposite direction of the duo, giving them a small moment of dryness before the rain started falling again. Suddenly, it was as if the battle became a competition of strength. Soul held his blades down while his father tried to push them back with his claymore. It was evenly matched.

At least, that's what Soul thought.

"Is that the best you've got? Then allow me," Kang boasted. With an enhanced swing from his claymore, he sent Soul flying into the air above, into one-half of the original rocky island they first landed on. Soul's aura sufficed considering it was both his and the Voice's, but it didn't stop him from feeling pain. He was thankful when he made it through to the other side, but that relief ended the instant Kang put his sword away and pointed towards Soul.

"Oh, no," he muttered. Soul had just barely enough time to latch onto a nearby floating, small rock and shoot himself away before a pillar of lightning hit his original position.

Soul continued his process of grabbing floating rocks with his scarf, then launching himself just before he father called for lighting to strike. Each time came closer and closer. Soul knew the more he stayed out in the open, the more of a chance he had to getting struck. There was only one way to keep from getting hit by lightning, and that was getting under the island-sized rock his father stood on. Soul kept throwing himself in the air, though his aim led him more and more downwards. Soul shivered when he felt the heat from one of the strikes, but he couldn't let it falter him. Holding onto a rock from under him, Soul shot himself vertically down, out of sight.


Kang sighed as he saw his son fall below the island, out of his vision. If he wanted another floating island to turn into a floating pile of rocks, so be it. Kang took his claymore off his back and, after striking it with lightning and making its length longer, struck the floor in front of him. Like before, rather than the entire island falling, the crevasse simply grew from where he had cut as the two-halves floated away from one another. Once it was large enough, though, he jumped down, intending to catch Liu again.

Little did he expect Liu would be catching him.


Soul grabbed a rock floating just under the island his father was on and slowly swung upwards. If his father was going to do the same thing, then…

Soul was correct. Kang once again slashed the ground in order to create a fast way to get down. Instead, Soul released his scarf off of the rock and send himself into the giant crack first. It was a tight fit and Soul felt he was going to scrap his nose off from the speed he launched himself with, but he managed with no issue. Once the walls were far enough apart, Soul started running on the side he predicted his father to be on. Rather than take out his weapons though, Soul kept his swords sheathed and, with one more boost from his scarf grabbing a convex crack in the wall, found himself where he needed to be. Soul raised his fist in the air, and amazingly and unpredictably, struck his father in the chin just as he came out of the crack.

His father still distracted, Soul shot his scarf out, wrapped Kang's torso, picked up him, and threw him back into the ground. The result created a large cloud of dust that made everything invisible.

"Sorry, Dad," Soul whispered. It was unfortunate he had to turn to this, but he had to finish his mission. One Soul landed on the other half, he manipulated his semblance to release the scarf and come back.

Only, it didn't.

Soul pulled on his semblance, but the scarf didn't return from the dust cloud. It was as if his scarf was caught on something, perhaps some rock near Kang. But, Soul's semblance was strong enough to tear something like that out of its roots. How could-

The dust subsided to reveal Kang, a small streak of blood coming from the side of his mouth, holding onto Soul's scarf with one hand. His strength alone stopped Soul's semblance. "That's quite a punch you've got. Unfortunately, being your father doesn't mean I won't get pissed off," Kang grunted.

His father then grabbed the scarf with both hands and pulled, and Soul, who always has his scarf wrapped around his arm inside of his sweater, was pulled along with it. The kid felt the wind get knocked out of his lungs as he was violently thrusted around the air. He was also helpless when Kang let go of the scarf and slammed his hilt against Soul's head, launching him horizontally.

Soul eventually crashed into a cliff near the edge of the floating island he was on. It was painful beyond belief, both physically and emotionally. His skin was red and scratched off in several places, and he had a few bruised ribs. This wasn't an issue though: He could heal from it within the minute. However, that sequence revealed the truth: That his father was truly willing to do things to Soul that would kill a man. He looked at his father walking, and was stunned that this was the same man that raised him. He felt cold and ruthless. Perhaps this was how he became the general.

Soul started panicking. How could he win against his father, who was known around the world for his strength and intelligence? It was like academy days again, when he kept comparing himself to Kang. Regardless, Soul was worried that his path would come to an end.

And he caught himself smiling.

Soul grabbed his mouth in complete despair once he felt his cheeks involuntarily lift. It was like when he fought those two faunus in Vale. Or when he beat up that group in Menagerie. Both times, when he got hurt badly, he smiled and suddenly everything would become worse. What was going on in him? Why was his mind becoming like that? Was his mind already like this? Soul grabbed his head and closed his eyes, trying to keep control on what could happen. If he were to become like that again, someone may die, be it him or his father.

Luckily, Soul opened his eyes in time to see Kang flying in his direction. He managed to dodge in time, causing Kang's sword to catch itself in the rock.

"Nice moves."

"Dad, you're trying to kill me?"

Kang yanked his sword out of the rock, destroying it completely. "You'll heal, right? If it means bringing you home, I'm going to stab you."

Soul gritted his teeth and jumped forward as he did something he hadn't tried since school. He wrapped his fist with the scarf and shot his semblance into it, then threw a punch with all of his might. His father brought his sword up to block it, a predictable but necessary defense. As the strange physics of Soul's semblance dictates, though, he was thrown in the opposite direction the instant his blade touched the scarf. Soul's semblance did the same, flying back into his body, though he didn't shiver as he used to. Instead, he put the semblance right back into the scarf – faster than Kang made a landing. With his muscles still strengthened, Soul leapt towards his father and pulled his swords out. In only a few leaps, he made it to his father.

This time, Soul was fighting in desperation. He knew he couldn't run from his father. He knew any sort of escape required dealing with Kang first, and that meant fighting. Soul unleashed a panicked sort of strikes, all of which Kang blocked with ease.

"C'mon, Liu. I thought you were better than this."

Soul threw them faster and faster, harder and harder, but the result was the same. Kang merely blocked and dodged the attacks with a speed that looked as if he wasn't even trying. He almost seemed to teleport with each movement.

Anyone, knowing Soul's semblance, would question why his father was faster. After all, Soul was imbuing his own muscles and senses with bio-electricity, making him stronger and faster by a large margin. However, Kang himself could do the same. The only difference was that Kang required an outside source, like a storm, while Soul took from his own bio-electricity. Along with this, Kang always kept himself charged up in any situation, just like this moment.

"It's time I end this," Soul's father muttered. He then brought his sword down into a vertical slash – faster than the human eye could see – and slashed across his own son's torso.

Soul yelled in pain. He fell to his knees and dropped his swords. It had been a long time since he had felt this much pain. Of course, it didn't compare to when he was shot by a missile, but that time was long past. He could only focus on the present as he felt blood on his hand. His wound was healing, sure, but pain was a different matter. Even when it was full healed, the pain from a wound could paralyze Soul.

"Still not enough, huh? I didn't want to have to do anything more," Kang said as he raised his sword once more.

Soul gripped his chest as the pain spiked once again in fear of another strike. Liu would give up and surrender. He would realize his mission was wrong and return home with his father. He would apologize, drop his weapon, and leave.

But Soul was not Liu. Not anymore.

Soul gripped his leaf-shaped sword with his right hand and forced his semblance into it, then just as his father was bringing his claymore down again, clashed with it. The semblance did just as expected, and Kang's arm was shot upwards at such a speed that his shoulder dislocated while Soul's semblance went back into his body. Kang grunted while grabbing his right shoulder, which Soul used to begin a new assault.

Calmed down, he released a new set of concentrated slashes. His father still dodged, sure, but the attacks came dangerously closer to his body – not that Soul was trying to hit any lethal areas. Some strikes even grazed Kang and created small cuts, giving Soul hope that he could win.

Then Kang relocated his shoulder with a red face full of anger.

Seeing the rage made Soul hesitate for only a moment, but that was more than enough time for Kang to take advantage. He grabbed his son's wrist in between one of the strikes and spun a few circles before throwing Soul off the island, through more floating rocks, and finally into the inner part of a giant, circular floating boulder.

He could hardly see inside of the dark structure, so Soul instead used his sense of touch to determine the damage that had gone through his aura. Again, a few broken ribs. Several scratches here and there. A bent nose. Soul repositioned his nose painfully, and shook his ribs a bit to make sure they healed properly before crawling through the hole his impact had created. About ten feet deep, he finally poked his head out to get a refreshed look at the battlefield of him and his father. It was still raining, a small drizzle that came from the storm his father had summoned. Several of the giant floating rocks of Lake Matsu had been completely demolished from their exchanges, though it was insignificant compared to the total number. His father was situated on the same island half they were fighting on, standing directly by the second, one-edged sword Soul had dropped.

Once Kang raised his sword in the air, Soul knew he had to get moving. He shot his scarf out towards a nearby floating rock and launched himself forward, hoping to get back on the island before his father released more lightning strikes or charged himself up some more. Once he was past the rock he used for launching, Soul grabbed another, and another, jumping from one rock to the next in hopes of beating his father. Eventually one more rock stood between him and Kang, which he reached just as lightning struck his father's sword. He pulled forward even harder, hoping to reach there and-

As he made it past that final rock, Kang slashed his sword downwards, and shot a huge wave of lighting at Soul. With no way to block or dodge, Soul screamed in immense pain from the foreign electricity that entered his body. His muscles spasmed in a way he wasn't familiar with and he could do nothing as he crashed into the ground by his father.

The pain, he could only think, the pain.

Soul managed to get on his knees rather than stay on the wet ground, but he could do nothing more. He breathed hard and gripped his head as the electricity continued to mess with his own bio-electricity in ways that provided intense discomfort. He barely even noticed when he father came forward and forcefully put his hand on Soul's shoulder.

"Let's go, already," his father spoke. The pressure his hand put on Soul indicated he wasn't going to take no for an answer, and for some reason, that made him angry. He had a goal. He had a mission! He needed to go through with this! He needed, he needed… No one could stop him, his mind kept saying. Not even himself.

Soul slowly put his hand on his father's. "No," he whispered.

As Soul looked up, he sent almost all of his semblance into his father, effectively shocking him back. Kang, for the first time in this battle, yelled as the electricity did the same thing to him as it did to Soul. Soul could imagine how it must feel, having such a large amount of energy go through your body, and yet he continued it. No matter how much regret he felt from hurting his father this way, Soul let his semblance keep on shocking Kang. The electricity must have deactivated his semblance as well, because Kang couldn't pull his hand back. Soon, Kang closed his eyes and his sounds got quieter. Soul grabbed his other sword from the ground and sheathed it while pulling himself up to his feet and continuing to harm his father.

"I'm sorry, Dad," he whispered. Suddenly, Kang's eyes opened.

"I'm sorry, too!" he yelled. Then, his knee shot up and crashed into Soul's stomach. Immediately, the boy let go of his father's hand and held onto his torso as he gasped for a single breath. Kang didn't let him recover though. Soul's peripheral barely caught his opponent's fist coming forward before getting punched in the face. Then another came forward. Then another. He was being beaten blue. After the initial punch that rattled his brain, he found himself unable to dodge any other attack, and while Kang's attacks were far slower than before, Soul was practically paralyzed. Only his eyes could rely what was going on, all the way to the final attack – a large hook that struck him perfectly. Immediately, Soul was launched once again, only this time the pain and wounds he had taken from the entire battle burdened him, and he found himself unable to lift his hands and catch his fall. He crashed, and after a few skips along the ground, eventually found his own lifeless body roll to a stop a good fifty feet away from his father.

Weakness and exhaustion overtook him. He could fight no more. He couldn't even try to get up. Soul was defeated. Just like when he took the blow to the head against the gang in Menagerie. Just like when he got shot by a missile against that faunus duo. Just like when he got shot multiple times by a pistol by that one bandit. And almost like when he watched Sagitari take a hit for him before she fell into that coma.

And as a result, he caught himself smiling that same inhuman smile once more.


Kang finished catching his breath, but the deed was finally done. Liu put up a good fight, but it proved little against Kang. He hated that it came to this, but there was no other way to get Liu to come back home, he thought. With a crack of the neck, he walked towards Liu's unconscious body, across the floating island they were on.

Something caught his eyes, however, and a strong pressure made Kang stop dead in his tracks. Liu's scarf suddenly came out of his sleeve and grabbed the ground. As if it had a mind of its own, it used the ground as an anchor and lifted Liu's body, which still hung lifelessly. Yet, when Liu's feet touched the ground, he stayed standing, and the scarf returned into his sleeve.

"Liu?" Kang said aloud, hoping to get his attention. Upon that sound, Liu slowly turned around, his arms still hanging down. Each second made him hold his breath until Liu's face eventually came around.

And a freakish smile was spread across his mouth. One so unsettling that it gave Kang chills.

Without any indication, Liu suddenly ran in Kang's direction, swords pulled out from their sheathes. Kang took out his claymore and stood in a defensive stance, unwilling to attack the new beast that took the form of Liu. Once nearby, then, Liu released a new, crazed sequence of attacks that had almost no rhyme or reason. Some were sword slashes. Some were kicks. Some were strikes with the hilt.

For once, Kang found himself unsure how to react towards Liu. His path took him this far psychologically. What was it, then? His overuse of his new semblance? His friends' deaths? Was his new eye color related to this? He had no idea what was going on in Liu's mind, especially now that he was smiling like a maniac.

Kang brought his blade forward, only intending to give Liu a warning strike. As a response, however, Liu jumped into the blade, allowing it to go through his stomach. Kang could hardly stand seeing his son impaled so he tried to pull the blade out, but Liu refused to let him. Liu grabbed onto the hilt and pulled himself and his smile closer to Kang's face. Kang's frozen stance proved beneficial to Liu, and he brought his two swords forward once again. In order to get away, Kang let go of his own and jumped away.

Liu, or rather the thing that took the form of Liu, pulled the claymore out of his torso and held it like it was nothing. He must have both his semblances activated, as his wound was already healing and his muscles allowed him to handle Kang's sword.

"Dad," Liu said, "Dad, dad, dad. Using a sword against your own son? Son? Son? How… brutish. Brutish. Brutish. Brutish. Ha. Ha."

Kang said nothing and got in an unarmed fighting stance. Liu's strange way of speech only made him want to keep even more of a distance. But, he had to force himself to fight. No matter what, he needed Liu back. Hesitantly, he ran forward and raised his fist.

Liu grinned even wider and threw the sword towards Kang, then dashed himself. Kang managed to catch the blade in time, and slammed it down on Liu from above, though the boy blocked it with his two swords in an X position. Kang wasn't even holding back in his attack. It didn't seem that Liu did either with his block, but his smile refused to fade. Instead he shot his scarf out, which Kang moved out of the way from.

"That won't hit me, Liu."

"I know," Liu practically laughed. He scarf unpredictably slid back into his sleeve, but at a bit of a slower pace that how it usually moved. It also seemed like it was grabbed onto something. Quickly, Kang turned around to see what was happening…

And found a rock crash into him.

The impact sent Kang gliding over Liu's head, across the chasm that he created. He managed to plant his feet on the other half of the island they were on, but it wasn't too long before Liu grabbed another rock and threw it towards Kang. He slashed through the rock, but already Liu was grabbing another.

Finally, Kang was awakened from his stupor. The rock made him know what his job was. He activated the semblance and made the storm above him stronger. Then, he sent his lightning down on Liu, who used the rock he grabbed as a means of escape. Like before, he was flying from rock to rock, dodging Kang's lightning attacks, only Liu kept moving erratically. He was always one step ahead of Kang's lightning, getting out of the way at the last second. If that was the case, he had one more move he could do. Kang moved his aim slightly ahead, and just before Liu could grab the next rock, struck it and crumbled it to pieces. Liu's scarf encircled around dust and his smile only slightly dropped when he started falling.

Soon, Liu fell out of sight, below the island. Kang learned his lesson, though. He was going to make sure Liu wouldn't surprise him again. Rather than jumping down the chasm he created, he instead sent dozens of lightning pillars down the crack into the water below. The hundreds of thunder claps would be enough to make a man deaf, but Kang had dealt with this his whole life. Once he was satisfied that he sent enough lightning down below, Kang slowly walked towards the crevasse.

That is, until another two chasms formed to the left and right of Kang. Then more in front and behind him. Then several others.

The number of cracks was too much for the island, and Kang found that the piece he was standing on was unable to stay balanced. The piece started falling over, and Kang, unable to remain on it, decided to jump off of it in the hopes he could surprise Liu.

Instead, Liu was waiting for him on a small, flat rock directly below the bigger island, wearing the same sadistic smile.

Before Kang could attack, Liu threw his scarf at him. Kang, being in the air, was unable to dodge, and the scarf wrapped around his arm. He also lacked any way to pull Liu, which gave his son all the advantage. Liu turned around and threw his hand down, forcing the scarf to throw Kang into another floating rock. He managed to block the impact with his aura, but he couldn't fight as Liu kept throwing him into more and more rocks, refusing to let go of his arm.

He could feel it. His aura was getting weaker and weaker the more rocks he crashed into. He tried to cut the scarf with his claymore. The scarf only moved around the blade. He tried to use his lightning. With no clear way of focusing on his target, his semblance was highly inaccurate. He tried to pull. Liu's manipulation of his scarf somehow prevented Kang from being able to get closer. All Kang could do, then, was withstand all of the rocks until there was nothing more to crash into. His aura had the strength. Hopefully.

When he had hit around fifteen rocks, Liu let go of Kang and threw him downwards into another island. This would be fine usually, but the fight had left Kang's aura very low. He held his arms over his head to prevent any lethal damage, but at this speed, anything was lethal. The giant floating island came closer and closer. Kang bit his tongue in preparation to keep conscious and said a little prayer. He knew this was going to be bad.

And then the feeling of solid rock crashed into his body at an awesome velocity.


In this moment, Soul didn't want to fight it anymore. He wanted to smile. He didn't care about the damage his semblance was causing to his muscles or senses. He just loved the feeling of fighting to the death.

He jumped down into the crater he created in the island below and looked around the dust. "Hello?" he spoke aloud.

The dust eventually subsided, and Soul caught his father's body, standing up with the claymore in his hands. He had a lot of blood dripping down his head. His eyes were foggy and it looked like he was nearly unconcious.

Soul took out his blades and whistled in amazement. "You're still conscious, Dad? Conscious? Conscious?"

Kang said nothing. He just pulled his body towards Soul and started slashing his sword. Soul swung his swords as well, and for once since the fight started, they were battling evenly. At the moment one gained the upper hand in the fight, the other would pull a trick and start controlling the rhythm of the battle. Iron hit iron. Blood hit blood. Soul held his ground, as did Kang. Each swing brought a wave of rainwater along with it. The thunder claps struck overhead but none came down, as if Kang was unable to control it now. Yet even then, Kang was a formidable opponent. Before Soul could slash downwards at one moment of the battle, Kang grabbed him and threw him over his shoulders. Soul caught himself, though, and came back around with a quick trio of strikes from his blade, which Kang successfully blocked. Finally at the end of this long exchange, both the father and son clashed their swords, Kang downwards and Soul sideways, and caught each other in a hold. Soul smiled and looked up, hoping to see his opponent excited in this fight as well.

Instead, he saw a panicked father. Kang's eyes spoke a thousand words. About his fear for his son. About his confusion on all of these events. About his worry for Soul's future.

It wasn't funny. Soul stopped smiling in an instant.

He faltered and stepped backwards, removing his blade from the clash. He looked at Kang's face and saw the blood and sweat that was dripping from his head, and the exhaustion that kept him from hitting Soul in this moment. Soul looked at his hands and saw the blood that dripped from the wounds of him and his father. He sheathe his blades and gripped his arms. Soul then shook his head and continued muttering, "This isn't me. This isn't me."

Kang limped his way forward, which spooked the kid. Soul quickly walked away, out of the crater and towards the edge of the island. He looked back one more time at his father, who was far too exhausted and weakened to even speak. All Kang could do was drag his claymore along as he limped towards Soul and muttered words that were unintelligible. Soul had done this. He had brought his father into this sorry state.

"Dad, I… can't. I'm sorry. Please, let me go." Soul jumped off the island after those words, towards the water that was situated hundreds of feet lower. He had to get away. He couldn't stain his hands further here. Yet, another sound followed after he jumped, beyond just the rush of the wind that whooshed around him.

Soul turned around to find his father jumping after him.

"Dad?!" Kang was still holding his hand forward, eyes half-closed. At this height, his father was going to die once he hit the water. Soul shook his head in fear and instant grabbed Kang while they were still in the air. He may not be able to heal his father, but he could do one thing. Deftly, Soul spun them both horizontally, parallel to the surface of the water. Carefully, he positioned himself below his father. If hitting water from a long height was like hitting concrete, then it would better to land on a body. Soul took a deep breath and readied himself.

He had to remind himself, he could heal. It would just be very painful.


It was nearly dusk when Soul pulled him and his father to the edge of Lake Matsu, miles away from where they fell. The feeling of reaching land overcame all the pain and exhaustion he was feeling right now, and once Soul brought his unconscious father down safely, he laid down. For the first few seconds, he was relieved. Then, he remembered what he had done. What he had caused.

Soul got back up and took a look at his father. With heightened senses, he determined all the damage. Broken ribs, several hairline fractures, bruises, cuts. There was so much damage that it took Soul a while to know if his father would survive or not. Yet, even when he was assured Kang would survive, Soul did not stop feeling guilt. Worse guilt than anything he had ever felt. Worse than when he put a child in danger. Worse than when he killed for the first time. Worse than when he restarted his journey. Soul was lost, and the tears he felt proved this.

Unconsciously, he tried to reach out to the Voice. "What do I-"

Stop, the Voice spoke firmly. Soul, just stop. I've tolerated some of the bad things you've done before, but this? There's nothing you could do that would top this. I told you I'd always be with you in the hopes that you would change, but I know now that that isn't true. And while I can't break free from your body, I can shut myself off to you. My semblance is yours, but nothing else is. No more dreams. No more meetings. I will remain speechless at the back of your head until the day you die. Goodbye, Soul.

Soul sat there, stunned at what the Voice in his head said. He was lost, and no one could guide him. He thought it would hurt more. Instead, everything emotional shut off in his brain. His sense of guilt left him. His sadness, too. He even forgot what the tears that fell down his cheek were about. His father's body was just a body now.

All that was left was a stronger sense of revenge. It was the only thing that could fill his heart, and he wanted it only. Soul wiped the tears off his cheek and smiled for this hope. Who needed the Voice, anyways? She didn't even tell Soul her name or her past. No, Soul was a lone wolf. There was no way to change his past, and he wanted it that way.

Despite still being exhausted, Soul limped into the woods, where he would unknowingly run into a chance at revenge.


(Author's Note: Hey! Thanks for reading this chapter of RWBY: Revenant. I was so excited to be able to write this chapter! It's been in my outline since the beginning. Anyways, be sure to review, favorite, or follow! Thanks again and God bless!)