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Warning! Gets kind of dark.

Chapter 4: Anger

Nora Valkyrie Lv: 12

Today was a good day! Ren got up early, I got some early before breakfast pancakes, and the team was looking good!

"Jaune~" I sang. "Pyrrha~"

Jaune jolted, scrambling out of his bed. "No! Ah! Nora I'm up! Don't hurt meee!" He cried.

Silly Jaune.

Pyrrha got up quickly, casting a glance at Jaune. "I think Jaune's a little traumatized from last night's training session…"

Oh yeah, I got to beat him up quite a bit yesterday.

Oh well!

"Jaune-y knows he's gotta get in shape for some more of Rodin's tutoring!"

Pyrrha smiled. "It's really nice of her to help Jaune with combat. And I'm really glad Jaune's really working hard to be a better teammate. And leader."

A knock sounded on our door.

I opened it-oh! "Rody!"

The cutie patootie stood there fidgeting by the doorway, waving nervously at everyone in the room. "Hello team JNPR! Jaune, are you ready for our training?"

He groaned, fitting on his armor. "Just about, sorry."

"Oh, no-it's okay." She laughed awkwardly.

Rody wasn't good at talking to people, or doing things involving people. Which was probably one of the reasons Ozpin didn't choose her as team leader, despite being the strongest huntress in our year, barring my own teammate.

She for some reason really found my overbearingness funny and awesome, so we hung out a lot after classes. Which was mostly just me getting her into trouble.

Rody was a bundle of social awkwardness, but for some reason she tries her best to always look super cool in front of Ruby.

I guess she loves the awed looks she gets from the younger girl, almost as if she was a superhero.

I wonder if I could get my own minion?

"Hey Jaune you want to be my minion?"

"What?"

That's probably a no. Probably.

"Nora, about the other day…" Rody rubbed her arm.

Oh. Right.

I clenched and unclenched my fists, out of her view.

………….

The other day…

It was not another glorious day. I usually loved hearing birds outside, but I didn't today. I didn't feel like they should be happy while I wasn't.

Wanting to avoid the sun, I hid in the shade in a secluded area of the school.

I laughed to myself, grip tearing at my love letter.

Ren rejected me.

Which was fair, I knew that he knew that I knew-

What's wrong with me?

We grew up together. I loved him, and I knew he didn't love me. We only had each other and I was afraid of ruining everything-which only made it worse.

The feeling.

Like I ruined everything.

"I-oh…"

Rodin.

I felt anger. The uncontrollable kind that I didn't feel often. The darker emotions I didn't know how to grasp and use suddenly bubbling up to the surface.

She convinced me to confess, and I…

I felt rage.

"Rodin." I growled, storming up to her and pushing her against the wall.

"Nora!" She gasped out, gripping at my wrists tightly. I winced at her strength, but more focused on the rage I felt.

"You did this!" I slammed her harder against the wall. I could barely see her over the red flare of my emotions. "You told me I-"

"Nora-!"

I flinched back, finally seeing-

I let go of her, letting her breathe.

Rodin collapsed to the floor, hacking and coughing. Angry red handprints on her throat.

The back of her arms were bloody, scraped against the harsh wall.

I stepped back.

Before I ran off, sicker than I ever felt before. Sicker than I ever thought I was capable of.

………..

It was a whole thing. Something we resolved with a lot of talking and crying, ending in Rodin slapping me.

The two of us didn't tell any of our teammates, and even me and Ren stayed mostly the same. At the end of the day really, the biggest change was the weight off my chest. And I was very thankful to Rodin for that.

We didn't really bring it up. Aside from that comment yesterday, I couldn't tell if either of us were really okay, or if our friendship could ever be really repaired.

We had mostly agreed to not really talk to eachother much though.

"I'm really sorry-"

"No no! Totally okay!" I laughed.

"I know it's not." She rooted me in place, I was held still by those eyes of hers, as if she saw right through me. "If you ever need to talk, I'm always here."

Oh.

I smirked to myself, moving to get dressed.

Rodin saw me.

Sometimes better than Ren did.

And I appreciated that.

...

Rodin Lv: 12

It wasn't a good day. It was a great day. I felt really happy chatting up with Yang last period, and being cool in front of Ruby. But there were questions at the back of my mind.

My power.

In the few weeks I had it I barely explored it, being caught up in hanging out with friends, getting my fill in knowledge of this world, and doing things.

I didn't even know what traits were.

So I asked my friends if I could sit by myself today, to get my thoughts in order, and take a mental note of everything. With the promise to Weiss that I'd shovel some more healthier items on my plate.

Me and Nora were still kind of rough, but I felt as if things were getting patched up.

I rubbed at the area of my neck, remembering our secret incident…

People do crazy things when they're plagued with grief, but that doesn't excuse her behavior. At all.

We had a few very long talks about that, and in one I even slapped her. Our friendship was slowly repairing, under everyone's noses, like private business was wont to.

I remember the ugly black bruises on my neck, and then watching them fade. In the moment I told Nora that I just didn't bruise easily but I remember that one time a year I fell and my whole left side was yellow and black.

Maybe… maybe I-

"Hey."

I looked up.

And could have never been prepared for what happened next.

…………………….

Coco Adel

I felt boiling anger pit at my stomach. Clenching and tense, as if I'd punch the next person I'd see.

My team had been away on a mission, a three person job. It left me tired, and sore, my hair fizzy. I felt like a mess and hadn't had sleep in days.

So everything pretty much sucks.

I came back yesterday, and heard something very… unpleasant.

My teammate. Mine. Was bullied in a fucking cafteria while everyone watched.

Like…. I couldn't even believe it when I first heard it. I thought that freshmen group and stupid kid Carbin or whater was just messing with me.

The worst part… the worst part was she wouldn't even tell me about it. I had to get information from some weirdos. Every time I asked her, Velvet, what happened, she'd avoid my eyes.

So I had to take matters into my own hands.

[Lv: 32]

I was gonna fuck this person's shit up.

"Hey."

I sneered behind my shades, looking down at her in distain.

The villain looked stylish, but she was a plain bitch. Brown hair, brown eyes, brown skin.

Innocent looking… but I dealt with plenty of snakes before I even left to Beacon.

"Velvet, yesterday."

Her eyes widened in recognition. "Velvet. I remember." She laughed. Laughed. It felt so sinister behind my haze of anger.

I fucking lost it.

I kicked the table, flipping it at her.

I analyzed the fact she saw it coming, as if she had some sixth sense. Probable semblance.

Without a weapon the bitch tried fighting me hand to hand. I grabbed her wrist, headbutting her with enough force to where I saw stars.

I kicked at her, and she clumsily moved out the way, still reeling from my headbutt.

All of a sudden determination lit her eyes, and she moved differently. Fighting smarter. I'd try hitting her and she'd get a punch on me.

And she hit strong.

We grappled, I grabbed her wrists while whacking at her with my handbag, snarling at her.

Her arms were thin but I could see the muscle where her strength came from.

And tried using it against her. Which backfired.

I reeled back, ears ringing, as she twisted with me and decked me in the face.

My patience was wearing thin, and I started using my weapon more,

We danced around one another, savagely beating at each other, before I blinded her with dust and shifted my handbag into my bright yellow gatling gun.

The big weapon started up, longer and heavier than my body.

A almost silent gasp.

"Wait-"

Metal rain poured out of my weapon, alight like fire, ripping at her and everything in its path.

I panted, the sound of bloodlust dying in my ears, the loudest thing then was only the sound of spent casings patering across the floor.

"Coco!" Velvet screeched, rushing into the cafeteria.

Only stopping, horrified.

I growled back at her. "We were fighting Coco she'll be alright." Barely.

"She was a freshman Coco!" Velvet screamed, gripping me.

What?

The way she fought, scratching tooth and nail. I wasn't a weak huntress, I was by far the strongest huntress in my class. A freshman couldn't go up against me like that.

"Lunch yesterday! She hurt you-!"

"What?" Horrified realisation played out on her face. "Coco… she never…"

Dread played on fear, and I cast a glance back at what I had done.

Blood. I shredded through her aura. She wasn't moving. The clothes she wore were torn, soaked dark red as she laid on the floor.

"I…"

The hot steel of a gauntlet hit my face, and the last thing I remember was fiery red hatred from eyes, and the glare of glowing yellow hair.

…………….

I know, I know. You know Rodin isn't dead, but who knows… more gay mess inbound.

Also this chapter got pretty dark. Rejection, physical abuse, and the shooting of Rodin. Everything after this is lighter, I swear.

Comment if you'd like, give me suggestions. This is just a fanfiction for fun. You guys decide where you want the story to go.