Hey guys, Aaron2014 here! Hey sorry this one took so long. Dealing with a lot of emotional baggage going on when a certain family member passed away. Anyways I was able to finish this up finally and thanks to my co-writer, Tohokari-Steel, I was able to get this chapter situated. Anyways enjoy!
Chapter 3: White
Morning snow fell in the grand kingdom of Atlas. Despite the weather, people still went about their business. The kingdom was a technological marvel which made life in Atlas a safe haven for its citizens. It also was thanks to the technology that made Atlas a powerful military power amongst Remnant. The kingdom itself was also the residence of none other than the Schnee Dust Company, Remnant's leading manufacturer of Dust products all around the world.
Deep in the heart of the kingdom, a large mansion stood tall. Within its walls were rooms with white or pale blue walls, grey ceilings along with white reflective tile floors. Most of the architecture was regal and part of the upper class. Some of the interior was outfitted with white columns and arches. It was a magnificent sight to behold.
One room at the moment was occupied. There were two occupants in the room, a girl and a Digimon. The girl was around the age of 17 with pale skin and long white hair. The clothing she wore was a faded blue nightgown with short sleeves and white trim which displays her family's crest on the upper right chest.
Snuggling the girl's stomach was the Digimon. It was around the size of a house cat with yellow fur and purple stripes on its tail. It had a round body with no limbs other than its tail and had two cat-like ears on top of its head along with a fanged smile.
The Digimon slowly opened its eyes, which was maroon in color, before giving a soft yawn. It stretched its limbless body before facing the girl. The cat-like Digimon moved close to the girls face before nuzzling her.
"Snowflake," The Digimon spoke in a soft, child-like feminine voice. "It's time to wake up."
The girl muttered, which the cat-like Digimon heard, something about a prince fighting evil Grimm? The girl's eyes fluttered open as she gave a mild yawn before sitting up, stretching, turning to the Digimon and then saying, "Oh… Good morning, Nyaromon."
Nyaromon smiled as her tail wagged before replying, "Morning. So what was that you were muttering about in your sleep?
The white haired girl recollected about her dream from before for a bit before giving a minor blush. "Wishful thinking, let's leave it to that."
Nyaromon raised a brow at that. "Are you sure? Cause I thought I heard something about a prince and fighting an evil Grimm…"
"Like I said," Weiss sternly replied. "Let's leave it to that."
The sound of knocking at the bedroom door caught their attention. Weiss immediately walked to the door and opened it. Once opened, it revealed who was knocking at the door. It was a middle aged man with balding brown hair and a large mustache. He was slightly overweight but wore an Atlasian-styled butler outfit.
Weiss gave a smile before saying, "Oh! Good morning, Klein."
"Good morning, Ms. Schnee." Klein replied with a smile. "Breakfast is about ready."
Hearing this, Nyaromon began hopping up and down on the bed happily. "Breakfast, oh boy! I hope there's more this time. I have an appetite to rival a bear right now."
Weiss turned to her Digimon replying, "I know you're excited for it, but I'd sooner get into proper clothes first.
Klein gave a chuckle before saying, "I'll be sure to make a bit more for you, Ms. Nyaromon."
"Thank you, Klein!" Nyaromon replied with a fanged smile.
"Yes," Weiss spoke up again while facing the family butler. "Thank you very much. I'll be getting dressed now."
"Of course, Ms. Schnee," Klein replied before his eyes color shifted to red. "Just don't keep Lord Tight Britches waitin'.
This got a laugh from the two before Weiss closed her bedroom door. She then made it to her wardrobe, where various amounts of clothing were hung. She grabbed two different ones, which one was white and the other periwinkle, and pondered which one to wear today.
Nyaromon's tail waved back and forth as she watched her partner get ready before saying, "So are you going to tell me about that dream from earlier?"
Weiss sighed a bit before replying, "It was nothing, Nyaromon." She hummed in thought at the two items she held before showing her Digimon. "Which do you think works better, white or periwinkle?"
The Digimon used her tail to point to the white before saying, "I'd go with the white."
"Thank you," Weiss said with a tone of relief. She then proceeded to get ready, which she did by proceeding to a curtain.
"So, Snowflake, are we still on that plan to go to Beacon?" Nyaromon spoke up.
Weiss gave a nod before replying, "Yes, I think we are still planning that."
"Hopefully, Mr. White Stache doesn't ruin it." Nyaromon said in a playful tone.
"I'm holding out for that as well," Weiss said before poking out from the curtain. "But don't let him hear you calling him that." This caused the cat-like Digimon to giggle only for Weiss to give her a stern look. "I mean it."
"Okay, fine." Nyaromon submitted before muttering. "It'd be funny if someone shaved his mustache though."
This got a snicker out of Weiss. "Yes, it would."
A few minutes passed and she was finally dressed. She wore a thigh-length strapless dress with a faint color gradation from white to pale blue at the hem. A small piece of black lace sits in the front of her neckline and the hem of the dress is scalloped and stitched to resemble snowflakes, with layers of white tulle under the skirt. Over this she wore a bell sleeved bolero with the same color gradation as her dress from shoulder to wrist, lined in red and with a ruffled collar. On the back of the bolero is the Schnee Crest.
She also wore a small apple pendant on a silver chain and thin, rectangular silver earrings. Her boots were white, wedged heeled and higher at the back than the front. They have a small silver decoration across the top of the foot and are lined in red. A thin white sash is tied around her waist with a pouch attached to the back. Not only that but her hair was prepped as well. It was pulled back into an off-center bun tail and pinned with an icicle shaped tiara.
The girl gave a smile as she posed a bit at the mirror before saying, "I look amazing."
"You got that right," Nyaromon said with a snicker. "The boys at Beacon won't be able to keep their hands off you." Nyaromon then hops into her partner's arms before saying, "Shall we get breakfast now?"
"We shall," Weiss replied as she walks out of her room with Nyaromon in her arms.
Several minutes passed as the two friends finally arrived at the dining hall of the mansion. The table was fully stocked with food, which Nyaromon drooled at the sight of. Weiss couldn't help but roll her eyes as she sat down in her chair before gathering the food on both her plate and Nyaromon's. Weiss ate her breakfast with a hum of satisfaction while Nyaromon practically devoured hers.
Her older sister, Winter, told her that a Digimon's appetite is affected by what level they current were in. Since Nyaromon is an In-Training level, she had a larger appetite than the Schnee heiress at the moment. However the white-haired girl didn't mind her partner's appetite as long as she was eating healthily. At this time and moment the two enjoyed each other's company and their meals.
"Sister," A young male voice spoke up. "I don't think father will appreciate your… pet on the table."
The sound of footsteps entering the dining hall was heard, causing the two to look at one of the entrances with a look of distain. There they saw a boy a few years younger than Weiss. He had white hair and light blue eyes with a fair complexion. His hair is mostly pushed to left, although he does have a cowlick. He was fairly tall and is quite slender. His attire consists of a short-sleeved white dress shirt, the sleeves fastened just above his elbows by navy blue cuffs, each with twin gold buttons. Over his untucked shirt he wears a light blue vest, with a black handkerchief in his right breast pocket. He also wears a black necktie, navy blue trousers and black dress shoes. He seemed very formal about his attire and his posture.
"Whitley" Weiss said in a distasteful tone, while Nyaromon's tail fluffed up. "Can I help you?"
"Oh, sister," The younger brother said. "I'm just here for breakfast. However, I believe proper etiquette should be enforced. Considering we don't let pets sit at the table."
Nyaromon's eye twitched a bit as she turned to Weiss before asking, "Can I bite him?"
"Nyaromon eats with me." Weiss replied to the younger boy with a stern tone. "That's that, brother."
"Don't tell that to me, sister," Whitley said with a condescending smile. "Tell that to father."
Just as he said that, the said individual walked into the dining room. This caused both Weiss and Nyaromon tense as he took a seat in his chair at the table. Weiss's father, also known as Jacques Schnee, had gray-white hair and a pale complexion. He had a large gray mustache, and his eyes are a cold blue color. He was wearing a pure white double-breasted jacket with a red handkerchief in the breast pocket, underneath which he wears a blue shirt and vest and a gray-white tie, printed with the same emblem on his shoes and above his study. He had a silver-colored ring on his right hand.
"Oh, father!" Weiss said with a bit of fear in her voice.
Jacques looked at Weiss before his attention turned to Nyaromon. The cat-like Digimon flattened her ears as she tried to make herself look smaller from the man's gaze. "Daughter, what did we discuss about your… friend sitting at the table?"
"S-sorry," Weiss said with minor stutter. She then picks up Nyaromon before setting her down on the floor but quietly whispers to the Digimon, "It's not like I have a choice."
Nyaromon looks up at her with sad, understanding eyes before whispering, "I know, Snowflake."
"Now then," Jacques said while taking a bite out of his meal. "Have you prepared for your concert for tonight?"
"I've done so… yes." Weiss said timidly.
"Excellent." Jacques replied. "It is imperative to keep up the good family name of the Schnee."
Nyaromon rolled her eyes before muttering, "A family you married into."
"I understand, father." Weiss timidly answered again.
"It also has come to my attention that you intend to apply at Beacon instead of Atlas, correct?" Jacques asked.
This caused both Weiss and Nyaromon to tense at this. Weiss gulped a bit before answering, "Y-yes, I would. I want to become a huntress and that offers it more to that goal."
"I see." Jacques said before lifting a glass. "Well then, if you wish to attend to Beacon then you need to prove yourself."
"Wait, what?" Nyaromon said with a look of shock.
"How would you have me prove that?" Weiss asked.
"If you wish to be a huntress then you must fight." Jacques explained. "Our company has many possession-type Grimm within our grasp. Prove yourself against one of them and I'll allow you to go to Beacon."
Nyaromon hopped onto the table, facing Jacques before saying, "Are you out of your—"
"I'll do it." Weiss simply replied.
This caused Nyaromon to turn to Weiss with a look of shock. "Snowflake!"
"When would be a good time?" Weiss asked.
"That is for you to decide, daughter." Jacques replied.
"As soon as possible, then." Weiss replied with a determined look.
"Snowflake," Nyaromon spoke. "Do I need to remind you what you're going up against? Possession Grimm! Whatever your father has stored, it could be anything!" The Digimon then whispered, "Besides, what if something worse happens?"
"It won't, Nyaromon." Weiss assured.
"I know," Nyaromon replied. "I just worry about you."
Weiss placed an assuring hand on the Digimon's head, petting her. "I know. But if this is the only way father will let me go to Beacon then this is a chance I can't pass up."
Nyaromon then looked up at her partner with a look of determination. "Then count on me to help you in this fight."
"I believe this sister's fight," Whitley spoke in a condescending tone. "Not yours, kitty cat."
"You want a bite on the nose, you snot-nosed brat?!" Nyaromon said with a glare, causing Whitley to tense a bit.
"Father," Weiss spoke up. "I wish for Nyaromon assist me with my fight."
"It doesn't matter," Jacques said. "Just remember that if you fail, your future will be chosen by me specifically."
Weiss stood up from her chair before picking up Nyaromon and answering, "I understand."
With that answer, Jacques pulled out his Scroll, dialing before saying, "This is Jacques. Prepare the containment room. My daughter wishes to test her mettle."
An hour passed as the three individual's arrived at the main Schnee Dust Company facility. Weiss and Nyaromon were standing side-by-side in the middle of the containment room, Jacques used to contain the Grimm they had stored there. At the end of the room was a large steel door which the two faced. Weiss sighed as she readied her sword and focused.
'Alright, Weiss, relax. You are in control…' She thought.
Above watching the two individuals was Jacques and Whitley. They were in the observation deck high above the room, which allowed workers and scientists to observe safely. Whitely smirked, looking down at his older sister and her partner as they prepared for their fight.
"Father," Whitley spoke up. "Do you think she stands a chance?"
"Considering which one I have chosen, I think she stands little chance." Jacques said with a stoic face.
The sound of the doors behind them opening up caught their attention. They turned to see two familiar faces walking into the room. The first one was none other than Winter Schnee, who was in her Specialist uniform. The other was her partner Digimon, Kotemon, who was walking by her side. Jacques didn't expect these turn of events.
"Winter." Jacques said. "This is an unexpected visit."
"Father." Winter replied. "General Ironwood gave me some time off. I figured I should use the time to catch up with my family." She paused as she looked around the room. "Where's Weiss?"
Kotemon took this time to walk over to the viewing window before tensing at the sight. "Uh, Lady Winter." Kotemon said before pointing out the window.
This allowed Winter to walk over to the window before looking through. There she saw Weiss in the room with her rapier at the ready. She frowned a bit before turning to Jacques. "She appears to be preparing to fight something." She then looks back with a disgruntled look on her face. "What and why?"
"She wishes to prove herself to be allowed to become a huntress." Jacques replied. "So I'm allowing her to do so. All she has to do is defeat one of our Possession-type Grimm."
"A Possession-type Grimm is FAR beyond her ability at this point." Winter argued. "Even the best would struggle with…" She paused before the look of sudden realization appeared on her face. "You WANT her to fail, don't you?"
Jacques turned to her with a hardened look before replying, "I want her to LEARN. And if she fails then she'll learn that she can't go against my word."
Kotemon tenses, turning to Winter before saying, "Lady Winter, Nyaromon's also down there!"
"What?!" Winter said with surprise before rushing to the window. She looked down and indeed saw Nyaromon beside Weiss. She shook with anger before turning to her father. "You fool! Don't you realize that Nyaromon's an In-Training level Digimon, practically a child? Why would you allow this?!"
"Don't take it personally, sister." Whitley spoke up with a tone of condescending. "Weiss's little pet offered her assistance. Is it so wrong not to heed it?"
His words were silenced as the tip of a shinai was in his vision. This caused the boy to tense and sweat a bit as he looked down to see the owner of the wooden sword. It was Kotemon, and her expression was that of rare occurrence, anger.
"Get one thing straight, young man." Kotemon said in stern tone. "We are not pets."
Winter inwardly chuckled at her younger brother's predicament. She then looked at the window with a hint of worry on her face.
'Weiss… just try to survive this.'
Back in the containment room, Weiss and Nyaromon prepare for their upcoming battle. The adversary they were to face was none other than a Possession-type Grimm or a Geist to be more precise. These ghost-like Grimm have a tendency to possess any inanimate object to allow it to gain a physical body. Weiss and her partner didn't know what to expect considering anything the Geist possessed could be anything. They're attention shifted as the sound of the large iron began to open. Weiss and Nyaromon then got into position, ready for battle.
"Just keep it together." Weiss said with a sigh. "We can do this…"
"I'm with you all the way, Snowflake!" Nyaromon said with enthusiasm.
The doors opened fully leaving the two to stare into its dark confines. The sound of thundering footsteps caught their attention as the sound grew closer. They didn't wait long as the owner of the footsteps came into the light of the room. It was a huge suit of armor, larger than both Weiss and Nyaromon, appeared from the door lugging its huge claymore with it.
"This could be a problem," Weiss said.
Nyaromon didn't falter as she glared at the Geist-possessed armor before saying, "No matter! The bigger they are, the harder they fall!"
The armor, which Weiss and Nyaromon knew as an Arma Gigas, raised its claymore up before swinging it down onto the two. Weiss back flipped to the left away from the strike while Nyaromon dodged to the right. Weiss then readied her rapier before flying towards the Grimm-possessed armor. The Arma Gigas turned to her and held up its guard just as Weiss struck the possessed construct. She flipped over it before landing gracefully on the ground behind it. The armor turned towards her before bringing an overhand strike with its claymore towards the girl.
Weiss quickly dodged the strike and got behind the Gigas once again. She then proceeded with a flurry of strikes with her weapon. The Arma Gigas took each hit before swiping its claymore at the girl. This caused Weiss to put her guard up as the two swords made contact with one another. The result was her being sent away from the strike, trying hard to halt her movements with a screech of her heels. She was able to finally halt herself before looking up and her eyes grew wide.
Above her, the Arma Gigas had made a leap in hopes to make an overhead strike upon the young Schnee. She was about to dodge when she then felt something hop onto her shoulder before leaping off. She looked and saw it was Nyaromon, who was now rushing towards the Arma Gigas.
"Not on my watch!" Nyaromon said with a determined shout. Her tail then hardened a bit as she began to utilize one of her special attacks. "ATOMIC BOMBER TAIL!"
The tail and claymore made contact with one another, which appeared as a stalemate. However, given Nyaromon's current level she was easily overpowered before being flung away from the Arma Gigas. This caused Weiss to gasp in fear.
"Nyaromon!" She cried out as she jumped towards her Digimon, using glyphs to help catch her partner. As she caught the cat-like Digimon, she looked at her with concern. "Are you okay?"
Nyaromon shook her head and looked up before replying, "I'm okay, Snowflake. Now shall we teach this suit of armor a lesson?"
Weiss set down her partner, facing the armor again with her rapier poised and ready. "Yes, we WILL."
With that said, Weiss jumped towards the Arma Gigas, slashing with her sword. The Gigas countered with a slash of its claymore. However, Weiss created and landed on a glyph and jumped upwards, evading the strike. She then jumped off another one, launching her directly at her foe, slashing at it. The Arma Gigas took the hit before swiping its claymore at the girl, causing her to be sent away.
She was promptly sent flying, tumbling through the air. She regained herself, landing in a crouching position. She then felt something wet running down her face. She put her right hand on her eye before pulling it away to see what the wet substance was. It was blood, the crimson life liquid of her body. The liquid was running down from her left eye, which she could luckily still see out of. The armor made her draw blood, worse it had cut her.
As Weiss was distracted, the Arma Gigas had made a jump into the air to give a strike from above. Its plan however was soon to be foiled by the girl's Digimon partner, who was making her way towards the armor. The cat-like Digimon leaped at the Arma Gigas, focusing on the armor's helmet. Once close enough, Nyaromon then proceeded to repeatedly slap the helmet with her tail.
"GALACTICA MAGNUM TAIL!"
This caused the Arma Gigas to lose focus before making a tumble to the floor below. Once it crashed, Nyaromon landed on it before hopping to the ground and making her way to Weiss. Once the Digimon finally got to her partner, she couldn't help but gasp at her friend's condition.
"Snowflake, your eye!" Nyaromon exclaimed.
"It's nothing, Nyaromon." Weiss replied. "We've got to beat this thing!"
"Right!" Nyaromon said in affirmation. "Let's—"The Digimon was immediately cut off as a steel gauntlet smacked the cat-like Digimon away before she fell to the ground.
"Nyaromon!" Weiss gave a shout in concern before turning to the owner of the gauntlet. It was the Arma Gigas who gave the blow, which made Weiss seethe with anger. She activated the revolver function of her Myrtenaster, switching the Dust cartridge to the Fire Dust slot. "You'll pay for that!"
Weiss charged at the Arma Gigas with haste. The Arma Gigas attempts to make a strike at the girl with its claymore however never got a chance. Weiss had charged her rapier's blade with Fire Dust causing it to glow red. The two blades struck, causing a burst of red energy to shoot forth from Weiss's blade. This caused the Arma Gigas to be knocked back a bit, however, it soon recovered before it grabbed onto the heiress in a tightened grip.
Weiss struggled in its grip, trying to get free. "Let go of me! Let me go!"
Several feet away, Nyaromon groaned as she sat herself up. Part of her right side hurt from being swatted away by the Arma Gigas. The sound of Weiss screaming caught the little Digimon's attention. She turned and gasped at the sight of her partner in the grip of their enemy.
"Snowflake!" Nyaromon shouted in worry.
This caused Weiss to turn to Nyaromon, reaching out for her partner. "Nyaromon, help!"
Both their attentions were shifted to the Arma Gigas. The armor had raised its claymore, ready to strike down the Schnee Heiress. Time seemed to slow down for Nyaromon. The only sound she could hear was her own heartbeat. In her vision she saw the frightened look on Weiss's face as the claymore was raised high. Nyaromon growled with her teeth gritting. Her partner was already hurt once by this monster, she wasn't going to let it hurt Weiss again.
"SNOWFLAKE!"
Suddenly a golden light shined from Weiss's hip. Along with the light the sound of a shrilling digital noise was heard. Weiss looked and saw it was her Digivice giving off the glow and noise. The light caused the Arma Gigas to look away as if in pain from the golden luminescence. Weiss then turned her attention to Nyaromon, which shockingly was giving off the same light.
"Nyaromon?" Weiss said with a sign of shock.
From the viewing platform, the viewers were shocked at the events taking place. Winter broke from her stupor when she spoke out, "She's digivolving…"
"Nyaromon Digivolve to…"
The golden light which was Nyaromon began to change its size and shape. Her body became quadrupedal. Her size was a bit bigger than a house cat and the shape was surprisingly dog-like. The golden light faded as they saw the new digivolved Digimon in her glory. She now had white fur and round blue eyes. She had rounded paws on all four legs and floppy ears. Around her neck was a golden ring-like collar which had the same but different symbols on it like Weiss's Digivice had.
"SALAMON!"
Weiss was amazed at the sight of her partner's new digivolved form before muttering, "You… you got big."
The Arma Gigas turned to the new Digimon in question. Salamon return its attention with a glare of her own. Now that she was at the Rookie-level, she was stronger, strong enough to help her partner bring the Arma Gigas to its knees.
"Now it's my turn, rust bucket." Salamon said before rushing towards the Arma Gigas. She then jumps towards it with a ramming posture. "SLEDGE CRASH!"
She rammed hard right into the Arma Gigas' gut causing it to fall over. This unfortunately didn't force it to let go of Weiss and it stood back up once again. During this time, Weiss struggled to free herself from the armor's grip but alas it wouldn't budge. The Arma Gigas then proceeded to smash its fist onto the Digimon that caused it pain. Salamon quickly dodged it as she then jumped onto the Gigas' arm before proceeding to its face.
"PETTY PUNCH!"
The hound-like Digimon rapidly punched the face of the Arma Gigas. This in terms caused the Grimm-possessed construct to not only let go of Weiss but also topple over. Weiss, after she was released, she falls with a yell but immediately caught herself by landing on glyph. Immediately she jumped upwards as she changed the cartridge of her weapon to the White Dust, causing the blade and the engravings to glow with the same color.
Salamon landed on the ground before facing the Arma Gigas, who had stood back up and was ready to smash the little dog-like Digimon. Salamon's eyes narrowed as she faced her opponent before taking a deep intake of breath before expelling what appear to be waves of sound at the giant suit of armor.
"PUPPY HOWL!"
The attack made of sound reached its way to the Arma Gigas. As the attack hit, the Arma Gigas' body was reverbing and shaking from the waves, causing it to shake and shudder in a sense of paralysis. The Arma Gigas tried moving forward but alas the Digimon's attack was keeping it pinned.
"Snowflake, now!" Salamon gave a shout before continuing her attack to keep paralyzing the armor.
With that command, Weiss used a glyph to propel her towards the Arma Gigas. Weiss struck hard and true with her blade, causing the Arma Gigas to get knocked back. In the process of its fall, the inner parts of the armor began to glow white. The Grimm possessing the armor within felt the immense pain from the bright white light before it and the armor itself were reduced to nothing more than white specs of light. Her enemy had fallen, allowing her to give a slash of blade before standing in an elegant pose.
Salamon saw this unfold with a smile on her furry face. The little Digimon then ran towards her partner with a happy sprint. Weiss took a breath of relief as the battle concluded. Her opponent was tough but both she and her partner prevailed. Speaking of her partner, Weiss noticed Salamon rushing up to her with a bright smile. This too brought a smile to the young girls face as she knelt down before scooping up the Digimon in a welcomed hug.
"Nyaromon…" Weiss said with a grateful tone. "…or Salamon, I don't care! We did it!"
Both girl and Digimon gave out a hearty laugh as the two celebrated their victory. The two had conquered the trial Jacques had set for them and now they could traverse to the one school they desired to go to… Beacon.
In the viewing platform, the four views were either in awe or in shock to what they had just witnessed. Whitley and Jacques were shocked to say the least. The patriarch of the family was seething on the inside that the plan didn't go his way, but a bet was a bet and he had to abide to that.
Winter and Kotemon were both impressed by Weiss's and Salamon's progression of growth. They had faced an enemy even hardy hunters or huntresses would have trouble against and yet they prevailed. Winter had a small smile on her face, feeling proud that her younger sister was slowly but surely growing closer to her goals. Maybe she could help her further in her goals.
"She… beat it." Whitley uttered out, still shocked at what he saw.
"Yes," Winter spoke up. "She did. It would appear that she's stronger than any of us have anticipated." Kotemon gave an eye smile at Winter, who returned that one with her own. She then turned to her father before saying, "Whatever deal you've made with her, she appears to have won it."
"Indeed…" Jacques said with a calm tone. "She has earned it. With that said, she'll be allowed to go to Beacon Academy."
Winter gave a minor hum before muttering, "So, that's what this was about."
Back in the containment room, the girl and her Digimon were making their way to the room's exit. Salamon was still being carried by Weiss at the moment. The Digimon was still snuggling in her partner's arms, to the white-haired girl's amusement. Weiss couldn't help but smile about what will happen between the two of them.
"Snowflake?" Salamon spoke up catching the girl's attention.
"Yes… Salamon now, I'm guessing?" Weiss replied.
Salamon nodded. "That's right. Anyways, can I ask you something?"
"What is it?" Weiss asked with a raised brow.
"I was wondering…" Salamon said before giving a smile. "Can I come to watch you perform at your concert? I'd really like to hear you sing while you perform."
Weiss couldn't help but smile before petting her partner's head. "Of course you can." Salamon responded with a smile and a hum from the petting.
Time flies as the location is set within a large concert hall. Patrons from all over the city sit within the concert halls many rows of seats to watch the spectacle. Tonight they were to be graced by the heavenly voice which was owned by the heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, Weiss Schnee. No one would dare miss an event such as this.
The crowd began to quiet down as the lights began to dim. The stage lights then shone onto the curtains as they opened. There walking out from the far end of the stage was none other than the individual everyone had come to see. A voice on the speakers was then heard within the entire concert hall.
"Ladies and gentleman," The voice on the speakers said. "Introducing the voice of entertainment and song tonight, Weiss Schnee."
The crowd gave their applause as the concert began. On the side leading to backstage, Salamon was seen sitting while watching her partner. The little Digimon couldn't help but smile at the sight as she prepared her ears for the serenade her partner was about to perform. Weiss at the moment felt the faint stinging in her left eye. The attack hadn't been serious, considering she could see, but it did leave a noticeable scar. The heiress took a deep breath before she began to sing her song as music began to play.
"Mirror, tell me something,
Tell me who's the loneliest of all?
Mirror, tell me something,
Tell me who's the loneliest of all?
Fear of what's inside of me;
Tell me can a heart be turned to stone?
Mirror, mirror, what's behind you?
Save me from the things I see!
I can keep it from the world,
Why won't you let me hide from me?
Mirror, mirror, tell me something,
Who's the loneliest of all?
I'm the loneliest of all."
Her voice went silent as did the music. Once it did she finally bowed to the audience, indicating the end of the performance. The crowd clapped and cheered to a wonderful performance. Salamon herself was jumping with joy to how beautiful it was. The curtains then finally closed, allowing the girl to sigh in relief that the performance was over. Her attention was caught to the side as she turned to see Salamon rushing towards her with a smile on her face.
"Snowflake!" Salamon minorly shouted making her way to Weiss.
The white-haired girl smile as she knelt down and scooped up the puppy-like Digimon in her arms. The two shared a tender moment as Weiss said, "Hi, Salamon. How was it?"
"You were amazing!" Salamon said with enthusiasm. "No one has any way of beating your voice."
Weiss couldn't help but giggle at that. "Thank you, Salamon!"
"Indeed, Weiss." A voice spoke up catching both Weiss's and Salamon's attention. "A superb performance."
The two turned to see Winter and Kotemon walking up to the two. Weiss and Salamon were shocked to see the elder Schnee so soon.
"Hello, Weiss." Winter greeted.
Kotemon gave a bow before saying, "Hello again, Lady Weiss."
"Oh… Winter!" Weiss said before giving a quick bow. Salamon bowed her head in respect as well to the older Schnee.
Winter held up her hand to stop them. "Unnecessary."
Weiss stopped her bow before asking, "I thought you were on tour in—"
"Returned a few days earlier than expected," Winter answered. "I figured I would spend some time here in Atlas with my younger sister."
Kotemon then looked up at Winter before asking, "Lady Winter, should we tell her about the training?"
Salamon raised a brow to that. "Training?"
"I arrived earlier in the day." Winter informed. "I saw what you were up against."
Weiss couldn't help but blush and fidget a bit. "You… saw all that?"
"I did." Winter replied in affirmation. "A normal huntress would have caved to an opponent like that." She then thought the next part within her mind, 'And father clearly WANTED you to fail.'
"However," Kotemon spoke up. "You two prevailed and also, in the process, helped Salamon digivolve."
Salamon beamed with pride from that before Weiss spoke. "Well… I'm glad that it was an impressive performance."
"However," Winter spoke up.
"However, what?" Salamon asked in reply.
"There's still room for improvement for the both of you." Winter said. "Which is why, Kotemon and I are offering the two of you the opportunity to train under us. Before the first semester at Beacon, we wish to prepare you against the trials ahead. You cannot just be the best… you need to be BETTER than the best if you wish to survive."
Weiss thought about this for a bit before saying, "Then I accept."
Salamon nodded in affirmation before saying, "Me too!"
"Excellent." Winter said before turning to Kotemon. "Kotemon, prepare the courtyard for training tomorrow. We start first thing in the morning."
Kotemon bowed before saying, "Of course, Lady Winter."
Salamon looked up at Weiss with a smile, who returned it with her own. "One step closer, Salamon…"
Salamon nodded before replying, "Yeah."
Well there's that chapter! Keep an eye out for any grammatical errors and such for me to correct. Anyways again I'm sorry about it taking that long but you know personal reasons and such ^^; Anyways the next one will be a lot easier to go through hopefully. Till then guys!
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