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With a title like Execution I wonder what they could be killing? Let's find out.
"So Dunstan, have you studied anything outside of being a Huntsman?" Oobleck was rather curious over the man who appeared one day and was already accepted by Ozpin as a teacher.
"Before I became a Hunter I was studying to become a doctor of medicine. I was younger back then and full of hope. Wanting to protect everyone I could and save others that had given up on ever getting help."
"A noble goal indeed, did you ever finish your doctorate?"
"I never did finish my studies. I got too sick to continue and went in search of treatment. Funnily enough the cost of my treatment was to become a Hunter. So I am still saving lives, just in a way I never imagined before." Dunstan sat back in his seat thinking over just how far his life had strayed from his intended plan.
"Life is indeed mysterious in how we can end up at the same destination through paths we thought impossible."
"How tough are these vessels?" Dunstan asked while knocking on the wall and listening to the sound his armor made against the steel.
"While not on par with Atlas vehicles our bullheads have been known to survive small arms fire along with minor Grimm attacks. As long as the Whitefang aren't using anti-aircraft weaponry like rockets we should be fine." Oobleck responded trying to reassure his compatriot.
"It's not the Whitefang I'm worried about," an echo went through the cabin as something slammed onto the roof, "If you'll excuse me I have something to take care of. Tell the pilot to slow down and to keep this thing steady, I rather not fall to my death today." Opening the hatch he climbed out onto the roof of the bullhead to see something feathery clawing at one of the engines.
The being's arms appeared to be warped and twisted into a wing shape with crow feathers extending down its entirety. The hands ended in claws that seemed relatively small for what he was used to encountering from the scourge. Then the real weapon though seemed to be the talons that had replaced its feet. Each seemed razor sharp and if the cuts lining the area were any indicator it had the strength to back up any attack.
Turning its head Dunstan could see the red piercing eyes that had developed. The skin surrounding its face was starting to peel away to reveal the rougher leather forming beneath it. Even the mouth of whoever this used to be was starting to change with a beak like bone beginning to force its way out just above the lip.
"Hey ugly, over here!" Dunstan shouted over the wind as the beast went back to the task of trying to gouge out the propulsion along one of the wings. Bringing his pistol up the shot smashed into the harpy's back causing it to spasm as it fell off the bullhead.
Looking over the edge he couldn't find the beast until a talon ran across his back cutting through the armor. Swinging his cane at the beast only got it to retreat for a moment to the air before it would go in for another swipe with its talons. Diving below the bullhead and vanishing before swooping in for another attempt at Dunstan's life.
Pulling the cane back he swiped at the beast as the whip shot out towards the flying monster striking it across the chest. The blow halted its steady rhythm of flapping causing it to fall a bit before recovering. Overcome by rage it shot back up into the sky and charged at Dunstan in an attempt to throw the Hunter to his death. As it approached a fireball came from the broadside of the bullhead completely engulfing the beast. The heat burning its feathers as it flailed around in pain, the ground quickly approaching before the impact shattered its body.
"You alright up there?" Oobleck asked wondering what was taking his partner so long up above.
"I'm just fine. Getting over the fact that the beasts have finally figured out how to take flight, but besides that I'm peachy." Dunstan climbed back into the bullhead.
"If those are the beasts we were warned about then we should have no problem with the rescue operation. Glynda and Port should be doing just fine if this is all we have to contend with."
"Let's hope that that's all that has come about this time from the plague. The evolution the beasts take can be unpredictable." Dunstan said as he looked out the side spying a group of gargoyles perched atop one of Vale's towers. "Would you mind lobbing some of your fire at that clock tower?"
"That's one of Vale's historical sites. It's one of the city's oldest structures and you want me to set fire to it?"
"Better question, do you remember there being gargoyles on top of it?"
"Of course not, while the gargoyle did originate around the same time as the tower's construction people disapproved of the idea since they tended to resemble the very creatures they took shelter from." Oobleck said as he looked over the clock tower finding that it did indeed have the very architecture he just denounced.
"If you want to see something really funny and perhaps save some bullheads that venture too close to those things I suggest you open fire on that building."
Oobleck seemed torn over the thought of destroying something that had so much history behind it. Being one of Vale's most prominent historians he's saved countless sites similar to the clock tower before and felt saddened at the realization that its destruction could save lives. Finding his answer Oobleck leveled his weapon at the top of the tower and let loose three fiery projectiles. Each one exploding into a torrent of flames that swallowed the entire roof. Dunstan and Oobleck stared at the roof as nothing continued to happen except for the occasional section of the roof collapsing.
"My god, what have I done?"
"Any second now," Dunstan insisted as some of the fire leaped to the gargoyles that then began to flail in an attempt to extinguish the flames before falling from the tower, "there we go."
"Let's just hurry to our destination." Oobleck sighed, wanting to put as much distance between him and the now burning tower as possible.
The doors closed as the Bullhead picked up speed heading towards the nearest shelter. The wind could be heard whipping against the walls along with the occasional thrum of the engines. Dunstan was still having trouble with the concept of flight and how he was in a metal box that could fall at any moment. The occasional twitch of his hand or leg would follow whenever the metal began to creak or shift beneath him.
"Why the sudden change? It seemed you were fine with flying before."
"It's not flying I'm scared of, it's falling that terrifies me. The realization that there's nothing you can do as the ground is steadily approaching you. Monsters and beasts can be killed with sword or fire, but there's very little one can do against the pull of gravity."
"Did no one ever teach you what a landing strategy is?" Oobleck asked with concern in his voice at how someone of Dunstan's skill was likely lacking any formal training.
"If by strategy you mean hoping there's something nearby to grab onto then yes, I do have a landing strategy."
"And if you're falling into the middle of a field?"
"Then I go splat like anything else."
"Remind me once this all over to help expand your skill set. I can't begin to imagine where you were taught if they failed to cover landing strategies. It looks like we're nearly there" Oobleck and Dunstan both looked out the window seeing that the structure had a large reinforced landing pad built atop it for much larger vessels.
"Let's hope they haven't been infected yet." Dunstan said, as the Bullhead touched down.
Walking over to the rooftop entrance they were met with a steel door that seemed to have claw marks scratched across the surface. Fearing the worst they drew their weapons and pressed against the door finding it still sealed. Oobleck approached the keypad and after a blur of motions Dunstan could hear the locks on the door coming undone. Opening the door they saw darkness filling the stairway with a red light at the bottom marking the door.
Descending into the building Dunstan had to rely on the fire atop Oobleck's weapon to provide a decent source of light. The silence was eerie to the Hunter who was half expecting the snarls of beasts to be heard as they got closer to the bottom. Reaching the door they both shared a quick glance before rushing into the atrium finding it nearly bursting at capacity with humans and faunas alike. No blood splattering the walls or beasts feasting on the fallen.
"Attention, we are Huntsman who have been sent to bring you back to Beacon until we can reestablish order in the city!" Oobleck yelled down to the mass of people who began to whisper to each other.
"I would like for all the injured to make their way upstairs so I can look them over while my partner goes back to Beacon to enlist more aid for your retrieval!" The injured began to stand up and shuffle towards the stairs.
"I'll be back in 20 minutes. Once I inform Ozpin of the flying hostiles in the area we can bring in the passenger craft and a few escorts to help protect it on the trip. For now try to keep them calm. We don't want to deal with a panicked crowd." Dunstan nodded in acknowledgment as Oobleck went up the stair to take flight back to Beacon.
"Guys we really shouldn't be in here. There's a reason Dunstan keeps a lot of his tools locked in their cases." Ruby tried to argue to keep her team from going any further into the class's back storage room.
"And I can't get my hands on Ember Celica with the lockdown preventing access to our lockers and the lack of signal to call them in. All I'm saying is that I would feel much better if I had a weapon in my hands in case anything happens." Yang's hand twitched slightly since she couldn't feel her weapon's weight resting on her arms.
"I'm actually with Yang on this one Ruby. Right now if anything happened you'd be the only one with a weapon to help fight." Blake said keeping lookout to make sure no one stumbled upon them.
"Well as team leader I'm telling you to stop." Ruby felt slightly disheartened at having to use her authority as leader on her own team, but felt it was for the best.
"I say we put it to a vote." Weiss suggested wondering what Dunstan could possibly have in storage.
"You can't put this to a vote."
"I think we just did." Weiss said as Yang and Blake both gave a thumbs up or nod in approval while Ruby stomped her foot into the ground out of frustration.
Yang forced the door open and walked into the dark room followed by Weiss, Blake, and Ruby. Yang brought her hand to the wall in search of the light switch while Blake walked further into the darkness until she saw the switch. With a click the room was illuminated revealing all that it held. Flasks that contained looked like what Dunstan's bullets were made of and a multitude of wooden coffins seemed to line the room. Ruby put her hands to her head in worry of Dunst's response to them entering his sanctuary along with what they could stumble upon.
"Found the weapon storage coffins." Yang said proudly as they saw five coffins with their lids propped open.
Yang reached in and pulled out the stake driver affixing it to her arm as she walked over to the second coffin to find a matching pair for her left arm. Blake was next with her immediately finding a weapon she had some past training as she drew the katana. The guard and pommel may have resembled that of a sabre, but the blade was unmistakably that of a katana. Giving the weapon a few practice draws and swipes she attached it to her side and let Weiss try to find something. Finding a weapon equal to her own elegance she held a rapier in her hand performing a flurry of swift stabs and strikes to get a feeling for the weapon.
"You can't use that Weiss." Ruby spoke up seeing her partner halt the weapon's swing and bring it back down to her side.
"Of course I can. It may not be as elegant as Myrtenaster, but that doesn't mean I don't know how to swing a sword." She defended while bring the weapon back up as if to demonstrate her capabilities.
"I mean you actually can't use it. The gun that's built into it won't fire for you."
"Of course I can fire it just give me a bullet." Ruby handed Weiss a few quicksilver bullets as the weapon transformed with part of the blade sliding underneath the barrel to form a large bayonet. Loading in the bullet she pulled the trigger only for nothing to happen.
"Told you so." Ruby laughed as Weiss threw the weapon back into the coffin.
"Why does every weapon here have some convoluted requirement for it to work properly?"
"Hey Weiss, think fast." Yang tossed the blue slug towards the Weiss' face in an attempt to scare her.
Out of instinct she brought up her hand and tried to slap the slug away from its intended target. The instant her hand touched the slug a blue rift seemed to open in front of her hand and four squid like tentacles reached out from it in search of something to grab. As quickly as it appeared the portal closed with both it and what it summoned fading into a pale mist. A few things had been knocked off the shelves and the slug was on the floor crawling towards Weiss.
She brought her heel up to squish the slug, but before her foot could come down Ruby tackled her in a burst of speed throwing them both against the wall. Blake and Yang were both stood shocked at what they had just seen happen and kept their distance from the invertebrate. Neither too keen on what might happen now if they touched it with their own bare hands.
"Ruby get off of me so I can kill that thing!" Weiss yelled flailing her arms in an attempt to dislodge her leaders grip.
"I can't let you kill one of Dunstan's tools. Even if he can't use it, it still holds value as a memento from his last Hunt."
"How can this thing even be a tool?"
"You're supposed to use it in a fight to surprise your opponent and strike them. Those tentacles pack enough punch to throw Dunstan on his back if his stories are true."
"I doubt half of his tales are real. How can you believe that he's killed ghosts and gods before?"
"After you somehow managed to summon those things from nothing, you're still going to doubt his stories." Ruby said in disbelief over her partner's refusal of acknowledgment.
"There's a perfectly sound reason as to why this just happened."
"And that is?" Ruby asked as Weiss froze from her mind grinding to a halt at trying to find an explanation.
"Just because I can't think of a reason now doesn't mean there isn't one."
"Then why are you missing some of the quicksilver bullets I gave you." Ruby said knowingly as Weiss began frantically searching her pockets for the ammunition finding she was short one.
"How?"
"Dunstan told me that in exchange for using their powers all the tools in here consume quicksilver bullets. Try explaining that."
"Just hand me another tool that's less slimy." Weiss suggested looking down at the slug as Ruby picked it back up and placed it in a container.
"There's these gloves." Ruby pulled out two worn white gloves that seemed to have been stained from whatever they protected against.
"At least it's not some creature." Weiss said pulling the gloves over her hands as a chill crept up her spine. "Do any of you feel a draft in here?"
"Nope." Yang replied walking back out into the classroom to have some space to practice with her weapons.
"I still don't have a weapon." Weiss said as Blake walked out with Yang to observe how her partner would adapt to the change in weaponry.
"If you want you can still use it like a sword." Ruby walked up next to Weiss handing the rapier Reiterpallasch back to her.
"I thought I couldn't use that weapon." Weiss said in a mocking tone.
"I just wanted you to be able to use the entire weapon, but if none fit your style I'm sure you'll find a way to work around this one." A smile could be seen on Weiss' face as Ruby went to join her sister.
"This could work." Weiss said as she took a hand full of quicksilver ammunition and placed it in her pouch.
"So what's the plan now Rubes?" Yang asked as she tried knocking her fists together forming a shower of sparks.
"For now I guess we just go back to our dorms and wait. If anything happens we can offer help." Ruby opened the classroom door as Yatsuhashi ran past with a great sword on his back along with his signature green robe and sode donned for combat.
As she saw him vanish down the corridor Velvet was the next member of CFVY to run by followed by Fox who was in just as much a hurry as the previous members. All of them seemed too focused on something to even notice their juniors watching as they blew past them. Eventually Coco walked by stopping in front of their group.
"What are you doing out here?" She asked as team RWBY had somehow managed to arm themselves to the teeth during the lockdown.
"You know," Ruby awkwardly scratched her head trying to think of an excuse, "Team stuff."
"Look I don't have time to deal with this, for now just make yourself useful and help us fight them off."
"Fight who off?" Blake asked, peeking her head out from behind the door.
"The Grimm. With the CCT down a lot of our automated defenses were also rendered useless. Then we have all that panic down in Vale drawing them in. So we're going to do what Beacon was designed to."
"And that is?"
"Act as a bulkhead against the creatures of darkness. All that fun hero stuff, maybe even die in the process since most the Huntsman are off protecting the border." Coco joked at their situation either from confidence or lack of.
"Whose even helping us fight? Without our scrolls most of the students can't even call in their lockers to rearm themselves."
"Mostly upperclassmen who were training or performing maintenance on their weapons before all hell broke loose. We even have a few professors still on campus to help us out. Luckily we won't have to worry about a few types of Grimm since some lack the proper appendages to scale our cliffs."
"We're in." Yang answered, glad she would finally get a chance to actually do something to aid Vale in what she could only describe as war.
"Sweet, we could always use more bodies. You all will have the Northeast section past the storage building. Just make sure no Grimm get past you and everything should be fine."
"And if they do get past us?"
"Then you're responsible for every student they kill before someone else can take care of them. So no pressure or anything, just do your job and everything should be fine." Coco said before running to catch up with her team leaving RWBY behind.
"She knows how to set the mood." Yang said thinking of all the responsibility that was going to be placed on their team.
"Well let's not disappoint her." Weiss suggested as she began walking out of the room and towards the objective.
As team RWBY picked up their pace they began to notice the silence that now filled Beacon. Most of the students staying in their dorms and the others likely in the locker room trying to rip open the doors to get to their weapons. They began to wonder if most of the student body even knew what was coming to Beacon's doorsteps. Perhaps some were thinking that what was happening would be nothing more than a dream come morning. Pressing forward they eventually made it to Beacon's destroyed storage building. The structure was burnt beyond recognition with some of it crumbling inwards from the damage. The windows were blown outwards with enough force to spray shards of glass a fair distance from the building.
"I really hope we still have enough supplies for dinner." Yang said as the team looked at her in disbelief. "It's not like I can fight on fumes, my punches need some kick behind them. We all have to eat eventually and Ruby's still a growing girl."
"I'm not a child." Ruby pouted as Yang rubbed her sister's head.
"Maybe if you could stay up past 10, but I'm not entirely sure you'd qualify."
"I can stay up past 10, Weiss can vouch for me." Ruby turned to her partner hoping for her to back her up.
"You may have dozed off now and then. You kept waking up just before your head hit the table." Weiss said much to Ruby's dismay.
"My own blood and partner have betrayed me. I can only trust Blake now." Ruby joked as she placed Blake between her and everyone else.
"So what now, do we just wait or something?" Yang asked looking towards Beacons edge waiting for anything to happen when she saw a pincer come up over the edge.
"Speak of the Grimm and they shall appear." Blake drew her blade using two hands to grip the weapon since the sheath wouldn't be as functional as Gambol Shroud's.
As Ruby and Yang got into position the Deathstalker managed to get onto Beacon's level surface and spotted its first prey. With a screech it charged the Huntresses eager to destroy humanity and feel the terror they would put off before their end. It swung its claw at the blonde Huntress as she brought her arm back resulting in a sudden impact knocking the pincer back along with cracking some of the armor it had built up around them. Bringing down its second claw was met with the same result before it decided to use its stinger to kill the girl. A sharp pain was felt through its tail as the glowing stinger fell to the ground landing with a thud as the blonde Huntress threw herself atop its head and began hammering away at the exoskeleton. With each impact further cracking the already damaged armor until it was split open revealing the black body beneath.
When the Grimm could bear no more it used its tail to knock the brute off of its back and was ready to attack when a red blur landed on it. A loud explosion was heard as the Grimm's mind went white before falling to the ground dead from a single bullet through the monster's head. Ruby jumped off the Grimm to see Weiss and Blake were making quick work of the beowolves that had made the climb.
Nothing team RWBY couldn't handle until even more Ursai and two more Deathstalkers made it up Beacons cliffs. Looking at the growing number of opponents Ruby made a quick decision on how best to keep them all at bay.
"Weiss, tag out with Yang" The order was received instantaneously as a glyph appeared next to both Yang and Weiss propelling them towards the others position.
As she landed, Weiss struck a nearby Ursa across its face to distract it as Ruby fired her gun through its unarmored chest. Yang fared just as well in her entrance by using the momentum to slam into one Beowolf rocketing it into a few others. With each team member with their respective partner a wave of confidence filled RWBY.
"Can you distract one of the Deathstalkers for a minute?" Ruby asked as her blade was aligning itself in preparation for firing.
"Who do you think you're talking to?" Weiss smirked as she rushed one of them avoiding the claw strike as she slid underneath it.
"I really hope this works." Ruby said, as she charged the other Deathstalker.
Just like her first encounter it got ready to swat her back as she approached it. This time though she used the force of her blade shooting out to lift her over the pincer at the last second. With the tip of the blade embed in the ground she quickly circled the arm twice using her semblance before landing a few feet away. Pressing a button the blade's tip released from the ground and began winding back to the scythe. The separated blades acting like a chainsaw as they cut through the Grimm's arm with each pass until the force caused the flesh to buckle under the strain severing it completely.
Ruby was overjoyed at the success of her new move and failed to notice that the second claw was already in motion to strike her. Ruby tried to block the blow as it smashed into her Crescent Rose, sending the reverberation through her entire body. The vertical strike forcing her onto one knee as it repeated the process as if it was trying to hammer her into the dirt. As her arms began to go numb from the repeated strikes and the ringing in her ears turned into a buzzing she felt a moment of relief when the rhythm was broken momentarily. Seeing that it was about to swipe at her Ruby stood up on her shaken legs just in time for the claw to slam into her chest. Throwing her a good distance from her team as the monster turned its attention to Weiss finding her completely unaware of its approach.
Ruby was just standing back up when she saw what was about to happen with Weiss completely focused on her target. She could feel her aura beginning to strain as she focused what little she had left for a mad dash towards her partner. As the Deathstalker swiped at Weiss' back a gust of petals carried her out of the way of the attack. Ruby's vision began to darken as she felt her body beginning to tip forward.
Weiss took notice of her partner's unsteadiness and caught her before she could hit the ground. Laying Ruby down Weiss noticed her hiss in pain and moved her slightly to find a gash running down her cape and into her back. She couldn't see it because of the clothing, but Weiss knew that Ruby's spine would have been damaged in the attack.
"Ruby are you alright?"
"I'm fine Weiss," she brought her hand to her mouth and coughed with some blood spilling over her fingers, "perfectly fine."
"Just give me a minute. I can fix this." Weiss fumbled through her pouch looking for anything to help stop the blood from exiting Ruby's body.
"Weiss go help Blake and Yang. I can keep the Grimm distracted long enough for you three to cull your group before taking care of mine." Ruby said as she tried to get up finding her legs unresponsive.
"Ruby, can you walk?" Fear began to grip Weiss at the possibility of her friend's entire life ruined just to take a hit she failed to see coming.
"Weiss I need you to go help Yang and Blake. As your leader I'm telling you to leave me and regroup with them."
"I can't leave you to die. I refuse to let my mistake be your end." Weiss brought her gloved right hand behind Ruby in an attempt to carry her when she felt just how severe the damage actually was.
Weiss felt a familiar chill creep up her arms as she looked down at her gloves. Each one now had some of Ruby's blood on it and she could almost make out a pattern beginning to appear on the gloves as the blood spread over them. The last thing she saw before losing consciousness was a red skull beginning to take shape in front of her before falling apart into a red mist.
Weiss' eyes opened to the bright morning sun blinding her as she stood atop some creaking structure. As her senses began to come back she could hear cheering of some kind thundering from just below her. Looking out she saw hundreds of people cheering with the crowd extending down the streets and spilling into the alleyways. She could even see some children in the crowd, some being held on the shoulders of adults to get a better view of what was about to take place. The platform she stood on was constructed of wood and was fairly high up allowing the entire town to see her.
She could barely remember what she was doing before being stood atop the platform when she saw the blood stains that surrounding a wooden block with a crescent indent carved into it. A pit began to form in her stomach at the thought of what had occurred just a few feet from her. The blood was still wet and was seeping between the cracks in the planks of wood when a sudden creaking noise caused her to turn around.
A man dressed in all a white garb with a chain wrapped around his hand to make sure his grip wasn't lost on it. The clothing was very elegant with a decorative pattern being used in the stitching of the robe and even the leather used around the arms seemed to have a design imprinted onto them. She immediately stepped back to get out of his way as he yanked on the chain causing the woman it was attached to stumble. With a second tug she stood back up and followed the man to the wooden block. Kicking her back leg he made her kneel with her neck forced into the indent.
"We gather here today to witness the execution of a Vileblood. One who has partaken in forbidden blood and gone against the teachings of the Healing Church. These monsters threaten the stability of the church and wish to bring their corruption to each and every one of you. For this she is to be beheaded and her remains burned to ash." With his speech done he turned to Weiss expectedly.
She felt a heavy weight appear in her right hand and looked down to see she was now wielding a silver sword. Unlike her usual weaponry this one appeared dull with nicks towards the tip and was stained with the blood of its previous victims. Looking back at the man she realized what she was to do.
Her pace was slow as she began walking towards the woman the sword still by her side. With each step she could feel her heart thrashing against her chest in what felt like an attempt to leave her. The drumming in her ears that refused to calm, like drums signaling the beginning of war. Reaching the chopping block her hand was numb from the amount of strength she was using to grip the hilt of her sword.
"I'm so sorry." Weiss said, looking down at the girl finding her barely older than herself.
"Then make it quick." The girl said spitefully towards her executioner.
Weiss slowly brought her sword up towards the sky. The sun catching the blade as the crowd erupted in excitement for what was to come. Putting her right foot forward she took one last breath to steady herself.
The crowd screamed in terror as Weiss plunged the sword through the man's chest. Blood erupting out the other side along with the blade that refused to come loose as she tried to free it. She barely had time to register his fist connecting with her face throwing her to the ground. The once pure white garb was now slowly turning red as it soaked in the blood.
"How dare you betray our order." He coughed as he drew his own sword.
"I refuse to let you kill someone for going against your beliefs." Weiss said standing back up to face the man.
"You'd side with the Vilebloods, beings less than human?"
"That and much more if it meant putting a stop to these killings."
Before Weiss could even fight the man an arrow pierced her left leg causing her to fall to the ground. She couldn't feel her aura and the pain from the injury was sharp as she tried to take deep breaths to calm herself. Trying to stand up she found the pain from the arrow to be unbearable causing her to fall back down.
The man turned to the crowd who was engrossed with the events transpiring before them. Slowly their previous attitudes returned once the person who interrupted the execution was subdued. They began calling out for the blood of both woman to be spilled across the platform. Eager to appease them, the man held his sword up as they began to cheer. In one swift motion the blade descended upon Weiss' neck.
Some of the Grimm turned to look at the sudden source of hate, spite, anger, and sadness that was billowing from one individual. Even managing to pull away some Grimm who were about to go after some the prey directly in front of them. They found the source to be a girl wearing a white dress with a rapier at her feet along with a dying Huntress. As they approached her a single white glyph erupted in front of her that began to fluctuate wildly.
In her right hand a silver liquid started to pool as it slowly rose up in an attempt to form something. The liquid began to take the shape of a human skull with the dome resting in her palm. With anger etched across her face she brought the skull in front of her and placed both hands on either side. With a small burst of strength the skull shattered into dust as the Glyph shrunk into a small focused circle no more than a meter across.
A phantom began to rise from the glyph transparent in nature and glowing a dark crimson. His sheathed sword and odd looking double barreled pistol were strapped to his side as his hands hovered inches away from them. He had the appearance of a knight with a stylized metal helmet atop his head that lacked any slits for his eyes. The gauntlets and leggings had the same pattern as the helm and seemed to have been crafted out of the same material to form a matching set. The only thing out of place on the man was his buttoned jacket which had a cape composed of crow feathers.
Weiss picked her rapier back up off the ground and got into her usual stance, getting ready to charge forward. Bringing her head up to stare at the Grimm as she rolled her shoulders back and placed her right foot forward. She slowed her breathing before giving her declaration.
"Stay away from my friend."
Beta Reader: 5 Coloured Walker
The Healing Church is not responsible for any injuries or damages sustained while operating a haunted and or cursed Healing Church tool. Although not mandatory the Healing Church advises all users to never apply their soul to said objects. Doing so may result in hallucinations, internal hemorrhaging, headaches, insanity, external hemorrhaging, dry eyes, and communion with the dead. If any of these symptoms persist please visit your nearest church to be experimented, I mean helped. We will definitely help you and not perform any inhuman torture/modifications on you just to further our already limited knowledge.
Originally when I was first making this story Weiss was going to be able to use arcane effectively due to her glyphs being so multifunctional. Figured if they could cast hast they could stabilize a portal into the ether and afterlife, but lo and behold season 3 comes around and she has summoning as a mainstay of her semblance. Besides I felt that if Weiss had access to their vengeful souls she could summon them without the whole 'must be killed by you to be called upon' thing her semblance seems to use.