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Chapter 3: ORA'ED

I tilt down my cap to obscure my-eyes, while I turn away.

It's... better if I just ignore her.

"YOU!", the bitch screams at me, tch. I'm trying to make this easier on both of us, leave.

"Stop right there, girl. I will not have you walk away from me again. I deserve more respect!. I am 'THEE'! Weiss Schnee. Give me, THAT RESPECT!,".

...disgusting, annoying, demented.

"Shut up., ...I've had enough of you... bitch, I'm going to say this once. Just once..., scram", my tone's-dry and face-unmoving.

"Do not make demands at me, may perhaps you are threatened by my authority?. You should be honoured. That I would allow you, moronic-dolt, to be on, MY TEAM!".

I've gotta leave, if this keeps going, I will... lose it.

I promised Yang, after Torchwick, no-more-brawls. At least of the 'street-kind'. And I will try my most painstakingly-best to keep my-word.

I turn around.

"sure," I replied while walking away. My gold-chain making a few clanging-sounds along the stroll.; My hands are deep within my jacket pockets.

"No, not sure!. You blockhead, come back."

"No", I give a simple retort still turned away from the bitch.

"I've had it up-to-here, with your blasphemy".

She roughly grips my shoulder and forcibly-turns me around. My small height and size make it considerably easy.

"You uncultured-midget!. We are going to be on.. a.. team, and you will LISTEN TO ME!. I am now your GOD!. I own you, and you are my plebian-subordinate. Are we clear?".

I feel my expression harden. My mouth forms into an ugly-looking scowl.,

Sorry, Yang.;

"Hey,... your dress, it's pretty... white. Almost like... snow".

"Wha-, what does that have to do with anything?!".

"...Did you know, that in the freezing-harsh-ice-cold-snow of Atlas. It takes less-then-ten-minutes to die?."

I stare at Wiess, from her still hard-grip.

"But it will only take me three-seconds."

"Sec-seconds for what?."

"For me to bring you..., death".

Before Weiss can open her shitty-mouth. I summon [STAR PLATINUM], both his fists are ready, in preparation to beat the girl's annoying-face into mush.

"ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA, ORA ,ORA..., ORA, ORA, ORA. ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA".

Wiess's petite-body is recklessly catapulted in the air. [STAR PLATINUM] is punching her with all my pent-up-fury essentially freezing her in place. Both fists are beating her so-fast-and-hard she can't even go soaring from my strikes.

Her 'Aura', tries to brunt the impact. But the power is just too much.

"Ahhhuuuurgggiiiiiiiiiiiiiii", Weiss attempts to shriek, the pain too much. Due to my raining barrage of punches, her screaming instead comes out as a loud gurgle. It's fairly... satisfying.

I lower my hat once again, a red-strand pervades my face from my black-hair. The edges of a small genuine-smile on my appearance.

"On second thought..., it would only take me two".

"Greugg", hmm?. Seems she can't speak. Or do much at all.

My sense of justice won't allow me to leave her here either.

"It's your fortunate day..., bitch"

I order [STAR PLATINUM] to carry the elitist, my day has turned around. All the annoying air that had surrounded me dissipates, while I feel a calm-set-over.

And I start going, for west. Wiess dragged along behind me from [STAR PLATINUM].

This direction should be where the 'relics' are.

"Grrrruggh." She mumbles out unconscious from my relentless beating. Tch.

"Even asleep... you're so, annoying".

"Tch. You are attracted by negative emotions. Right?".

The Grimm, with their white skull-like faces staring. Their red-eyes burning with hatred. Black-pure fur raging with anger.

I give a cold-glare to the group of Grimm. That I annoyingly ran into.

"GRAWWWEEE!".

They're snarling now... but the amount of risk I'm in is. Small.

Rather the amount they are in is high.

I put a petite-hand on my purple-and-green-belt., My other one pointing at the shitty-creatures.

"Well..., let's see if you can attract each-other".

"Ora, Ora, Ora, Ora. ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA!"

ORAORAORAORAORA... ORAORAORAORA"

"ORAORAORAORA"

[STAR PLATINUM] with one motionless Weiss, starts punting the disgusting-creatures.

They go flying much like a pinball. At the whirling fists.

"AUUUUUUIIIRRG"!. All of them, every last one. Scream at the attack.

And just like the squealing, they all begin to dissipate. Leaving behind a blackish-liquid that slowly forms to dust.

Hm? it seems the frigid-bitch is awaking.

"Ow!. Whut?. Ma jarw I carnn't muve mu jarw". Weiss complains. her jaw partially-dislocated.

"You're up. Good"

[STAR PLATINUM] abruptly drops her to the floor in a dishevelled-heap.

"OWWGIII!".

"TCH!. STOP COMPLAINING!. SHUT UP!.", My face is unmoving but my eyes boiling in a hell-fire.

Tears start to form...,. Maybe I went too far?.

"I'mshorryshorryshorry, pleash forgivsh mesh."

"...fine". I accept her 'apology'.

Yang's gonna be... disappointed.

"Come". I gesture with my hand.

She carelessly gets up from the grassy-ground. Falling after a few attempts. She manages to limp at a small-speed with me. Shit, I went way too far. And I'm not seeing another fucking-therapist!.

And I haven't seen a single [STAND USER]. The hope I've held onto...,. Is my mum even still alive?. How old would Polnareff be now?. thirty-eight?. Forty?.

Tch.

While my feet track through the forest-ground. My long-coat brushing against multiple brushes and the like.

I spot our 'goal'. Downside a cliff.

A ruined almost sphere-like temple. Holding exactly fifteen 'relics' or chess-pieces?. stands before us.

Yang and Blake are already there, guess they formed a team. While standing, they appear to be deciding their 'relic'.

"OI!. Yang"., I shout down at Yang.

"RUBY!?". She looks a little startled by my sudden appearance.

"Yeah it's me..., nice to see you"

"Yeah, you too. Rube's"

Blake's eyes focus on us. Her expression narrows at Wiess's beat-up form.

"What happened to her?.",

Wiess trembles a bit. Her jaw flaps about, threatening to completely break.

"She... got caught up... in a tree, from the 'landing strategy".

"Okay, I'm not a doctor. But her jaw was unhinged from a tree?. And the bruises as well?. Even with her full-aura active?."

"It was a very hard tree," I reply. My face stone-like. And eyes-stern.

"Hm?. Well. She can wait for after initiation". Blake accepts the answer with unbelieving-eyes.

Yang looks up at Weiss. Her appearance becomes sombre, while Weiss looks-out-of-it.

"...ruby...". Yang gives me an expression of a kicked-puppy. Her reply is soft and discontent.

I hastily look away. My heart clenches in guilt. Not for Weiss. But for my sister.

"...sorry."

We all stand there for a few moments, at an impasse.

"Ruby we're gonna have another 'talk' after this".

I give a stiff-nod.

"Auuuuu." Weiss collapses next to me. The pain probably too much.

Yang stares up at us then lets out a weary-sigh. It's one I have heard many times before.

"I expected something like this to happen. But I hoped you'd prove me wrong, Ruby Rose".

I tilt my cap to obscure my eyes. In shame.

Blake ignores us both. She probably has the right idea.

"Well, what about the pony?". Blake questions while holding up a chess-piece. She looks pleased. I have more than a theory why.

"Can my new-partner not read the room?. I'm having a responsible big-sister moment here.", Yang huffs.

"Yes and I'm having a want to get this initiation over with moment." Her tone is very dry, in response to my bitchy-sister.

"Erg. Suc-such a cynical-partner. How will I survive the next four-horrid-years?". Yang banters. Her face looking a bit more like her usual happy-go-lucky self.

"Werrrrgii". Only for the Weiss-bitch to ruin it. Even now she's causing me frustration.

"FERRRRERERRRERRRERR!". A giant Grimm screams out of no-where.

"YEAHHHHAW!". It's that aggravating bitch..., the ginger-one. She's riding the now collapsed Grimm. Her annoying-boyfriend with her.

"ahh, it's broken".,... Nora whines.

[STAR PLATINUM] with his focus preception., Notices the girl whiz past me for a 'relic'.,

"Tch". So fucking annoying.

"Nora, please don't ever do that again". Her boyfriend puffs out. What a dramatic-cliché bastard.

"I have it, I'm Queen of the castle". The most disturbingly-annoying voice screeches in disgusting-glee. Right, beside me.

She continues. Singing that line. Over and over. I..., this place. It's so... annoying.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!., YOU'RE DAMN ANNOYING!."