Thanks to everyone who favorites and follows. Thanks to all of you we have finally reached 610 favorites and we're nearing 750 followers. Now for a little message about the RWBY panel and how you can view it.
So the RWBY panel happened yesterday and I slept through it unfortunately. Luckily though you can find if you go to RTX 2016 on twitch then select RTXHALL 1. From there go to 'past broadcasts'. It's the one that lasted for 11 hours, just skip to the 5 hour 50 minute mark which is the start of the RWBY Panel if you want to see it for yourself. One of the biggest announcements are that RWBY is coming back Oct. 22. This feels a little sudden since the show only ended 4 months ago. I really hope everything works out with such a quick turnout on production since rushing productions aren't always the most sound decision. The second big announcement is a time skip occurring that puts us about 5-8 months out from the end of V3. I'm personally not the biggest fan of large time skips since they tend to result in us not seeing character development & growth. The writers probably won't bother showing us how the characters' coped with the finale and how they got back on their feet afterwards. Instead they'll likely show the end results of where they ended up. To put my thoughts on time skips into perspective, imagine if this chapter took place a year later with only Blake and Weiss giving vague comments on what happened during the outbreak along with the awesome fights and sacrifices that you never got to see. They'd talk about how everyone changed and you'd have no context to what the catalyst that forced them to change was. It just feels like the writers are trying to have their cake and eat it too by skipping over the moments the characters' would be at their lowest and skipping to the part where they'll be on the rise again. They put in all this effort to try and make the show dark and gritty just to skip over the emotional tragic fallout that follows friends dying and leaving. Feels like I'm being cheated out of some much needed character development so they can have them fight stronger Grimm and have some pointless fights that have zero impact on the story. With that little rant over I do hope that this Volume will be better than the last in terms of writing since animation getting better is just a standard with practice and implementation from their staff.
Hope our resident Hunters and Huntresses are enjoying their time at Patch's main settlement.
Ruby launched herself at the roof of a building in spectacular fashion thanks to Weiss using a glyph to help propel the now red streak. As the blur passed the cultists a torrent of wind followed along with the serrated blade that kicked about in the horizontal tornado. She came to a jarring halt when a sledge hammer hit her out of the charge. Ruby was nearly sent spiraling off the edge with the only thing keeping her from falling being the scythe she stuck into the edge. As the man leaned over the edge raising his hammer to strike her down a black ribbon flew past Ruby. The ribbon wrapped around his neck and pulled him over the edge. Ruby detached her scythe and followed after the man striking him as she flew past him. Landing on the ground she fired her weapon sending her back up to land one final blow that cut through the man severing his upper and lower halves.
As she fell back down she saw two cultists being propelled out the third floor window by a blazing fire. Smoke had begun to spill out of the building as the flames continued up the building's interior. A trail of bodies followed behind the inferno along with the hunter who struck down anything that tried to slip past her. With a loud explosion the roof was blown open as the red eyed demon leaped out dragging the hunter by the collar. Yang leaped down to the street as Dunstan clung to her neck out of fear of the fall. When they landed the Hunter let go and shakily stood up.
"Never do anything like that again," he threatened Yang.
"That worked out great and you know it. Cleared that one in record time too. What is there to be mad about?"
"The problem is you burning the building down while we were still inside. I don't know about you, but I'm not fireproof. Nearly ruined one of my few remaining outfits."
"That's not true. You had plenty last time we checked out your storage room."
"I may own several, but I will only wear a few. Some of those I refuse to dawn due to who they represent and the atrocities that are associated with them. Similar to how it might not be in anyone's best interest to wear a white fang uniform."
A couple of gunshots rang out overhead causing Yang to duck as Dunstan dashed behind cover. When the fire ceased they looked up seeing a storm of rose petals falling from above and a shadowy figure with amber eyes slipping from rooftop to rooftop silencing any gunfire that erupted. The town had turned into a warzone. Buildings coated in bullet holes and the street littered with blood from the initial invasion. Ruby and Yang were pressing the fights harder than the others due to their attachment to the town and causing the most havoc towards the opposition. Fortifications would explode in flames as the brawler walked through the destruction and any sniper would be silenced before managing to get a shot off.
"Thanks Sis," Yang yelled up to Ruby.
"Her and Blake are making quick work of these cultists. Almost makes me wonder what happened to all that strength the cultists showed us back in the forest." Dunstan stabbed his sword through a door and withdrew the now bloodied blade.
"The people we're fighting can't really compare in terms of strength or speed. They can't even dodge my punches like that one guy I fought. Not to mention they can't take a hit either." Yang looked down on her stake drivers that were now coated in crimson from all the fighting. "Does it get easier?"
"Sometimes it does. Some people separate themselves from the event and can go straight back to a normal life afterwards, some have it all crash down atop them after the fighting ends, occasionally there are a few who take joy in the killing and will go back for more. I don't have the right to decide which of the countless ways to cope is best, but you'll find something to hold yourself together."
"Just feel like I'm still in shock over all this. We've killed a few people already and I'm still waiting to feel something about it."
"You don't have to feel anything about it, Yang. They wanted to kill you and you killed them first. That's not something most people would feel guilty over. Hell, I'd even classify these people as evil since their actions are destroying civilization."
"But I should feel something about this. I had a personal hand in 17 people's' death. I'm the reason their hearts no longer beat." Yang curled her hands into fists feeling anger over her own lack of reaction. "I was taught that killing was wrong and that all life had value."
"Yet you have no problem killing any Grimm."
"The Grimm aren't alive. They are beings of evil that lack a soul."
"If Blake lacked a soul would you have no problem killing her," Dunstan said, gauging Yang's response. "What if fruit had a soul? Would you no longer eat any since it is alive? We all have to kill to survive at the end of the day and the value you place on a life is purely your own."
"Why does this have to be so hard?"
"Welcome to the real world. Where everything and everyone is out to get you whether intentional or otherwise. I'm actually a little surprised that most of you had managed to avoid situations like this up till now. Look, when we all get out of this we can go find some professional help to sort out our heads."
"I don't think there's enough money in the world for someone to take a look at you." Yang jabbed Dunstan in the side.
"I doubt anyone could survive seeing what I keep in my head." Dunstan gave her a light tap on the shoulder.
"Well we can't have my little sister and partner showing us up now, can we?"
"No we can't. It's just not proper for a teacher to let their student so easily surpass them." Dunstan ran forward and kicked the door down finding five cultists in the entry. "Would you mind vacating the premise?"
The group charged him with swords and spears at the ready. Dunstan sidestepping the first two to engage the three in the back. As the two cultists turned around to follow Dunstan a hand gripped their heads and lifted them off the ground. They desperately tried to pry the hand off their skull to no avail. When they realized they couldn't force the hand off they began clawing at it in some attempt for freedom as Dunstan tore into the others. Yang lifted them both up further before slamming their faces into the wooden floor shattering it in the process. Yang looked up to see three bodies lying on the ground covered in wounds and Dunstan standing over them.
"This time try not to burn the place down with us in it."
"This time I'll race you to the top." Yang sprinted down the hall bursting through a makeshift barricade of furniture like a cannonball.
"And she's gone. Well might as well get started on my end. Now if you'd be so kind to step aside, I do have a race to win." Dunstan swung his sword as he turned around catching the cultist in the neck.
Sprinting down the hall the doors began to be thrown open as the cultists spilled out of their rooms. Swinging their weapons. Each attack seemed sluggish in comparison to some of the beasts Dunstan had fought back in Yharnam, but the power behind each strike could easily incapacitate a normal being. Attack after attack would be thrown his way just to end with the blow being paired with one blade and the other going through something vital. The halls were quickly painted red as the black steel flashed with each strike.
Clearing out his end of the hall Dunstan took the stairs up to the next floor only to be pinned down via a mounted gun with a cultist firing at anything that dared move into the hall. After narrowly escaping being turned into Swiss cheese thanks to busting into a nearby room Dunstan knew he couldn't progress or risk a retreat with how things were. In the odd silence that filled the room he could make out the sounds of fighting on the floor above him. The occasional explosion and hiss of pressure from the stake drivers assured him of Yang's presence. Taking his gun Dunstan stepped into the hall and fired it. The bullet shot high piercing the ceiling above the gunner who smirked at the Hunters failure. As the gun began to spin up the ceiling collapsed crushing the gunner.
"Hope I didn't let you down." Yang looked over at Dunstan expectantly as she stood atop the rubble.
"Your timing was quite remarkable actually."
"If you don't even notice the joke then everything goes to waste." Yang began to stomp on the loose concrete and turn around to not look at Dunstan. "Someone died to make this joke work. Admittedly he wasn't a very nice person and was likely hell bent on killing you, but still." As Yang continued talking Dunstan began climbing through the hole in the ceiling she made. "You can't expect me to bring my 'A' game here to keep moral up and get nothing. I know you're a bit behind the times, but you should still—" Yang turned around and waved her arm where Dunstan was previously stood—"pay attention. You cheater!"
An explosion erupted two floors beneath Dunstan fueling his advance for fear of the beast that was likely now rampaging in the hall towards his position. Making haste Dunstan settled on wounding his opponents before slipping past to leave behind something that would hopefully sate the monster's appetite or at least slow it down. Cuts across the legs or knee to incapacitate them while weaving across the masses. Running past some windows a few gunners could be seen setting up to unload on the buildings east face. The sound of the shot coming from a fair distance away echoed through the Town. When he looked back out the window dead bodies now laid across the guns with a substantial portion of their heads now missing.
Dunstan was making a run for the rooftop access stairway when the floor beneath him began to bulge upwards and crack. Leaping back the floor collapsed with Yang climbing out of it. With her back to Dunstan he couldn't see he eye's, but the heat she gave off assured him of her red eyes. Slowly taking a step back Dunstan snapped a partially destroyed wooden plank causing the brawler to whip her head around. Dunstan kept focus on the eyes which seemed to leave behind a trail of red as her head moved. Taking one last step back set Yang off as she launched herself at Dunstan who had broken out into a run. Holstering his sword and drawing his cane Dunstan did the one logical thing and threw himself through the window. Shattering the glass, he turned around using the whip to grab onto the handrails surrounding the roof. Yang's fist reached out the window narrowly missing Dunstan's coattails as he was reeled up by the cane towards victory. Approaching the top Dunstan reached out a hand to throw himself over the railing when the metal began to buckle from the torque. Yang had both of her stakes in the side of the building and watching the show unfold before her.
"You mind lending me a hand?" Dunstan turned his head towards Yang as he was slowly turned around thanks to the tension in his whip.
"Right after I make it onto the roof." Yang smashed her fist into the wall again to climb higher.
"I think I'm losing my grip."
"You're not losing your grip. Stop being a baby and let me win." Yang focused on her climb paying Dunstan no mind.
"I'm going to fall and then you'll have to explain to Ruby why you let me die."
"So help me if you let go."
"I'm slipping," Dunstan said, clearly feigning his peril.
"Fine," Yang relented with a sigh. Yang looked over to Dunstan and extended a hand to him.
When Dunstan grabbed her hand he released the whip letting Yang pull him over. With little effort she hurled him up to the roof. Dunstan threw out his arms and gripped the edge to pull himself over. As he climbed up Yang used a ledge to jump onto the roof. Her landing causing the concrete to crack from the added weight her weapons now provided.
"My savior." Dunstan flopped onto the roof with his arms outstretched.
"I don't care what you did, I won."
"Of course you did."
"Then why are you saying it like that."
"Like what? I told you that it's clear you won our competition," Dunstan said with a smile.
"I don't need your validation on my victory." Yang argued only causing the Hunters grin to widen.
"Clearly, now let's see how the others are—" A gust of wind knocked into the two causing them to stumble –"doing."
"Another ship made it." Yang watched as the smoke trail flew overhead before rocket slammed into the cockpit causing it to explode in flames. "No, no, no, no, no, this can't happen."
"Why would they rush in when the missile batteries haven't even been taken out yet? Surely Penny alerted them to the islands latest defenses. Whatever the reason we have to take out those defenses."
Their conversation was interrupted when Yang's scroll started blaring music. "Hey Ruby, is everything good on your end?"
"Everything was great until we saw those missiles take out a transport. Blake, Weiss, and I are going to start moving on the missile battery on the east side of town. Dunstan and you need to get the one in the south. If we can take those out people can start landing near the beaches without being bombarded on approach."
"Do you think that maybe I can trade you Dunstan for Blake?"
"I'm standing right here you know?" Dunstan said, as he got back up on his feet.
"We're already moving east and we'd all have to backtrack to make sure Blake made it there safely," Ruby said.
"Is that a no?" Yang asked.
"That's a no. Dunstan, make sure she doesn't do anything to rash out there. I want Yang brought back in one piece."
"Now when you say one piece do mean that you want me to bring back a leg to bury or do you want me to glue all the pieces back together," Dunstan said, grabbing the scroll from Yang and avoiding her retrieval attempts.
"It means I want her back unharmed."
"That could prove to be a little more difficult. Are you sure you can't lower the bar a bit on this request?"
"Never mind. Yang, make sure you regroup with us later. Dunstan, don't do anything weird." The scroll turned dark as the call ended.
"I'm not that strange am I?" Dunstan asked as Yang swiped the scroll from his hand and reattached it to her suit.
"You used to kill gods, can turn your arms into something out of a nightmare, live off of blood,-"
"I don't live off of the stuff. It just helps take the edge off and heal any debilitating injuries."
"-have weird weapons in your office. Oh, did you say something?"
"Doesn't matter, I just hope that we softened some of their defenses. There's no way they could have just ignored our little rampage around town."
"Why are there so many people still guarding this damn thing?" Yang punched another cultist throwing her over the railing.
"I want to know how so many people made it onto this island unnoticed and with so little resistance." Dunstan blocked a blade with his sword before kicking the cultist over towards Yang. "I know the CCT was down, but there should have been a militia or something to help fight these people off."
They had gone through the town wiping out any resistance they came across, yet the flow of cultists seemed never ending. Each kill felt less like a strike against the cult and more of an inconvenience thanks to their sheer number. Fighting their way into the building was the easy part. Scaling it was another task altogether thanks to what had been done to the interior. Multiple barricades with fall back points lined the inside. Reinforcements would surge in from behind forcing them to split their attention and make snap decisions on where to push. Even the stationary gun emplacements had been swapped out for teams that could reposition if their point was being pushed back.
"I'm starting to get annoyed with these people. They refuse to stand still now and even run away once the tide turns against them." Yang rushed another cultist letting her weapon fire and embed the victim in the wall.
"It's called a strategic retreat. Trying to escape while luring us into traps or areas that will prove problematic. Well less problematic in our case and more of a nuisance to slow us down." Dunstan ran his blade through a cultist. "They could be buying time."
"What could they even do against us?"
"Drop this building atop us, detonate their cache of missiles, or my personal favorite and most likely, bring in a squad of their strongest to hunt us down."
"Aren't you Mr. Optimistic. Everything is always so cheery with you around."
"You know me, I'm all sunshine and rainbows when it comes to things." Dunstan cracked a wry grin.
"Think we gave them enough time to set up at the next barricade"?
"With how fast they work I'm willing to bet they've already reinforced it. You ready to make an entrance?" Dunstan intertwined his fingers making a step.
"Think you can handle me?"
"No, but I only have to hold out for a few seconds before launching you." Dunstan crouched slightly letting Yang put her foot on the step before throwing her up towards the ceiling.
With a thunderous explosion Yang made it to the next floor and emerged right behind the barricade the cultists had set up. A look of shock spread across their faces in unison at the sight as the brawler fired her stake driver into one of them. Gun fire began to fill the hall as they fired indiscriminately into the dust. When the dust settled six cultist laid on the ground dead 3 riddled with bullets and the others torn open from the force of the punches. Approaching the hole as a unit they were ready to open fire when a whip shot up and grabbed one of them by the leg. With a sudden jerk one of them was pulled into the hole while screaming. Hearing the scream Yang used her weapon to cause the wall adjacent to the cultist to explode into rubble showering them with shrapnel as she busted through the wall.
"We clear up there," Dunstan yelled up.
"Yeah, everyone's dead." Yang reached down through the hole giving Dunstan her hand. "Think we're getting close to the top floor?"
Dunstan jumped up to grab her hand. "Should only be about 2 more floors. Why, you starting to get tired?"
"Nope, just wondering if you can keep up with me. Seems like you're starting to get a little tired there."
"I'm not that old yet."
"Are you sure? Cause Ruby keeps telling me how you think you'll only make it to 40."
"There is nothing wrong with dying at the full age of 40. Plenty of time to live a fulfilling life and have children. I'm well past the age of marriage now so that's one less thing to worry about. Probably for the best since Hunter's tend to make for bad spouses with the plague and all that."
"That may have been the case 80 years ago, but life expectancy has gone up since then. 70 is about the average, but it's not uncommon for people to make it to 80."
"Don't be ridiculous, Yang. If you're going to lie at least make it believable. Your team has gone to quite the effort to try and convince me of this ridiculous lifespan."
"Wait a second, are you the reason Ruby came crying to me about not wanting to die young one night."
"I fail to see the problem in telling a child the truth of the matter."
"That was your fault!" Yang yelled as Dunstan side stepped her attempt at a grab.
"What's wrong with telling her the truth?" He jumped out of the way creating some space between them.
"That's not the life expectancy in any of the kingdoms. Maybe in whatever village you came from that was the case, but here the lifespan of people is actually around 70."
"Are you being serious?" When Yang continued to give Dunstan a fiery stare he leaped into the air with joy. "Do you know what this means? I'm practically immortal now. 30 extra years of life, can you imagine what someone can accomplish if they can live to be 70."
"Not any more than normal. The body starts slowly degrading around the late 20s so most people give up vigorous activities like being Huntsman around 50. Some manage to stay in the field until their 60s, but those people are few and far between." Yang noticed Dunstan moving towards the stairs. "Where are you going?"
"I haven't felt my heart pound like this in ages. I might even get to grow as old as Eileen if I'm lucky." Dunstan separated his sword in two allowing him to hold each half in one hand as the pistol hanged off his belt. "Feel free to tag along."
"Hey, wait up. You can't just storm in there. You're not as durable as the rest of us." Yang picked up her pace to keep up with Dunstan's stride.
"I may not have a shield encompassing my body, but I do have two things that you lack."
"What might those be?"
Dunstan kicked down the door leading into the hall causing every cultist to train their gun on him. "First and foremost is experience."
The deafening sound of gunfire filled the room with Dunstan running headlong into it while Yang ducked behind cover. Dunstan may have been dashing through the small corridor, but with so little room to maneuver it became apparent he wasn't dodging all the bullets. Splashes of red began to bloom from the exit wounds as he ran forward paying no heed to the injuries that failed to even slow his approach. Reaching the first cultist Dunstan crossed his using a scissor like motion to tear through the man's chest. Even with the cultist dead Dunstan gave him one last attack drawing a shower of blood that fueled his advance to the next one. Yang watched in shock as the wounds covering Dunstan began to heal rapidly with the flesh twisting around the gap then spiraling together until even the existence of the wound was only a memory. She'd never seen Dunstan get so excited and reckless when it came to combat. Thinking back, she could only remember caution as the common mainstay in his tactics yet with how he moved and fought she could only think of this new style as something more natural to the Hunter. The moves held an assurance behind them that combat could only serve to aid in his charge and that nothing short of death would destroy this perpetual machine that filled the halls with blood.
It was tough for Yang to imagine that she was talking with Dunstan only moments ago and now the blood soaked man was running wild through the building. Like an animal that instinctively knew to aim for the jugular he made quick work of the opposition. The shattering of glass drew Yang's attention back to Dunstan as he tossed a second empty vial aside. Seeing someone setting up a gun Yang ran out of her cover killing the woman with 3 quick jabs.
"Dunstan I need you to calm down," Yang told the Hunter consumed by fervor.
"I am calm." Dunstan pinned one of the cultists to the wall with a blade. "I haven't felt this calm since my early days in Yharnam. It's just so liberating to feel something like this again. Makes me wonder why I ever felt such worry over this."
"Just stop what you're doing."
"This is how Hunters' maintain themselves in battle." A stab from his other blade allowed the cultists blood to run freely over Dunstan's arm. "We need to be aggressive and hunt down our enemies with everything we have and take their blood to help us continue. This is how Hunters were meant to work. As fast killers that could sweep through the streets like a devouring fire. What's the matter? You were always telling me to, 'live a little, so how is this a problem?"
"The problem is, you're supposed to be responsible and sensible. Not whatever you are now."
"Then what am I, Yang?" Dunstan yelled.
"A damned monster!"
The rapid drumming of Dunstan's heart faltered making the Hunter lightheaded from the sudden slowing of his blood. His face visibly paling as his hands shook with effort to maintain their grip on the swords. Some of the blood that was splattered across his face began to slide off with the cold sweat that began to form on his brow. Taking a knee due to his now unsteady body Dunstan began taking deep breaths of air.
Yang was torn between concern and anger for the man as he nearly toppled over. With a glance given she turned away from Dunstan and walked up the stairs. Each step echoing through the now empty hall as she ascended towards the roof. Opening the door Yang could see the missile battery, four square boxes composed of four smaller squares. All stacked atop a machine whose sole purpose was to give them direction before firing. The sheer size alone meant that it had to have been lifted atop the building using an aircraft. Wasting no time, she slammed her fist into the computer console causing it to explode in a spray of sparks. With Taking nothing to chance she set her sights on the pivot that angled the missiles and crushed with a few blows. Locking it in the standby position with any future firings likely to careen into the town before the missiles could pull up.
Pulling out her scroll Yang made a call, "Ruby, there will be no more missiles coming from the South."
"We just finished up on ours. Are you can Dunstan good to regroup with us on that transport's crash site?"
"We'll be there. Just give a few minutes. Unlike your little squad me and Dunstan aren't exactly the quickest on foot."
"See you there then." Ruby ended the call leaving Yang to look back at the empty doorway half expecting to see Dunstan waiting for her.
Going back down the stairs she could see Dunstan in the same spot with his breathing normalized. She could see his shoulders slowly rising and falling with each breath. "You good to go meet up with Ruby?"
"I'll stay here a moment. Give my body the chance to settle after that horrible showing you got." Yang took a seat against the wall across from Dunstan.
"Then we're going to take a minute before seeing Ruby."
"It's better if you go on ahead. I'll catch up with you later."
"And I'm telling you that I'm going to sit right here and catch my breath. If that happens to take as long as it takes for you to get back up, then it's a happy coincidence," Yang angrily replied with a huff.
"Sure you want to hang around a monster?"
"You're no more a monster than Ruby is. The both of you just have moments where something unsavory surfaces. From those stories Ruby told I could tell you weren't some blood drunk hunter who lost their mind. Sure it was scary, but I never felt worry about the possibility of you attacking me."
"Now I have a child trying to console me."
"Hey, I'm nearly 18. If you're lucky I might even let you tag along when I go barhopping."
"I don't believe for a second that you haven't tasted alcohol yet," a faint chuckle escaped Dunstan's lips.
"Just don't tell Ruby or Weiss for that matter. Love them both, but they can be sticklers for certain rules."
"Please don't tell Ruby about the episode I had. She'd lose faith in herself over her ability to contain her urges. I fear that the knowledge that even I can still succumb to old habits may leave her vulnerable."
"And you'd save face with her and the others."
"Trust me when I say that I have done and will continue to do everything in my power to keep your sister safe from the horrors hide in all of us."
"I doubt she needs protection at this point. Immortality really puts a damper on anything that might jeopardize her life."
"We are all susceptible to the plague Yang and remember, even I was immortal once."
"Alright then, I'll keep this between us. Just don't expect me to cover for you if this happens again." Yang stood up and walked over to Dunstan, offering him a hand.
"I could ask for nothing more from her guardian."
"What took you guys so long? We've been sitting here forever." Ruby ran around the two as they approached the crash site.
"Got a little preoccupied on the trip back. So are there any survivors?" Yang asked looking over the still burning wreckage.
"We managed to pull out two bodies, but they were to burnt to identify. The others were wedged in the warped craft and we couldn't pull out without ripping the metal apart," Weiss said looking over the remains.
"Looks like we have back up landing on the beach. I still feel bad about that first transport we saw though," Ruby said.
"There's nothing you could have done about that. We have to keep pressing forward and end this to make sure no one has to suffer the same fate." Weiss drew her rapier at the end of her call to action.
"Real inspirational there, Ice Queen." Yang snickered at the Heiress once she stopped posing.
"Well at least it was quick." Everyone averted their eyes from Ruby who looked up at them expectantly.
"About that, going up in a huge fireball can—"
"They died instantly, yep, that's exactly how it happened. Right, Dunstan?"
"—result in them dying instantaneously. Just like Yang said."
"We might have a problem," Blake called over to the others.
"Please tell me one of them isn't hanging on after all that," Weiss said exasperated over the lengths they had gone to try and keep Ruby from any unnecessary experiences.
"They're all still dead so no worries there. The craft doesn't match Atlas or Vale though."
"If they don't match either then where did they come from?"
"Better question is who did we just allow to land in mass at Patch's beach"
"We just let some land a veritable army land about an hour from our location. All in favor of moving on." Yang, Weiss, and Ruby raised their hands while Dunstan kept his arms crossed and Blake kept hers down already knowing the outcome of the faux vote.
"Come on Dunstan, we can't take on an entire army." Ruby grabbed his arm and tried to lift it into the air.
"Unknown elements are what worry me the most. If you can gather all the knowledge possible on any creature or person you have nothing to fear from them. The unknown is what terrifies people. The darkness that shrouds them and the thought of what can climb out of that darkness."
"Look, as long as we stay ahead of this force there isn't anything to worry about. We rush in, destroy whatever is causing this, save the day, then evacuate before those unknown forces crash into us. Maybe take a victory lap around beacon or grab something to eat afterwards," Ruby said with childlike glee over the foolproof plan.
"Looks like our timer got a bit shorter then. Let's try to reach Signal within an hour."
We are now on our final approach towards Signal academy folks. Only took us 32 chapters, but we're nearly at the 'final' stronghold where our big bad has set up shop. This is probably one of the most Dialogue heavy chapters I have written and I think it played out pretty well. Now that I think about it every character has finally gotten their one on one time with Dunstan out of the way. Well everyone except for Weiss who I'm still kind of debating over whether she even needs advice from Dunstan with all those voices in her head now.
As for what I've been doing I just finished DS3 thanks to the free time I had over my break. Really enjoyable and can't wait to see what FromSoftware does next. As for shows I cannot recommend Voltron Legendary Defender enough. A vast majority of the staff worked on Avatar the Last Airbender and Kora. If you have Netflix check it out, if you don't have Netflix I'm sure you can find some way to enjoy the first episode then decide if 8 bucks a good price to watch the entire season and check out everything else the service has for a month.
Lastly a good friend of mine sent over this super helpful guide on how to write Dialogue in stories. I try and look over it whenever I'm unsure of something or going over my story before release now. If you're an aspiring writer it might be good to copy this down to help make your story more legible and easy on the eyes. I know I do since the high schools and college I went to never covered how to write anything other than progress, book, & business reports. The names at the bottom are the usernames of the people who made this helpful guide.
"This is your daily, friendly reminder to use commas instead of periods during the dialogue of your story," she said with a smile.
"Unless you are following the dialogue with an action and not a dialogue tag." He took a deep breath and sat back down after making the clarifying statement.
"However," she added, shifting in her seat, "it's appropriate to use a comma if there's action in the middle of a sentence."
"True." She glanced at the others. "You can also end with a period if you include an action between two separate statements."
"And–" she waved a pen as though to underline her statement– "if you're interrupting a sentence with an action, you need to type two hyphens to make an en-dash."
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