The prompt for this was "Rewrite a first on-screen meeting between two characters as if it was love at first sight."
As Blake ran through the door to the next car, the massive White Fang man picked himself up from the ground and raised his chainsaw. Weiss couldn't see his face behind the white and red mask, but his voice suggested that he was enjoying this immensely.
"Finally, I get to kiss a Schnee," the Faunus man said.
Weiss blinked in surprise. "What did you say?"
"I said I'm going to kill you," the man said as if it were obvious.
"I'm pretty sure you said kiss," countered Weiss. Had she misheard him? No, he had definitely said kiss.
"That's ridiculous," insisted the White Fang man, but Weiss could hear doubt in his voice. "I would never kiss a Schnee. No matter how pretty you are."
"Um, thank you?" said Weiss hesitantly. What was he talking about?
"Don't thank me!" yelled the Faunus. "Your family has abused my people for generations, and I'm going to..." He sighed and lowered his weapon. "I don't want to kill someone as pretty as you."
Weiss's mouth fell open. What the actual fuck?
"You're Weiss, right?" asked the White Fang man. "The middle child? We had heard you were attending Beacon."
"Yeah, that's me," admitted Weiss. She considered lying to him, but that might make him angry and start the fight up again. She really had no idea what to do. She might be able to take him in a fight, but if she could avoid one, that would be smarter. "What's your name?"
"Around here, people call me Banesaw," answered the Faunus. Then he saw the look of disgust on Weiss's face. "But, uh, my real name is Blanco."
"OK," began Weiss. "Um, what now, Blanco?"
"I don't suppose you'd be willing to walk away?" asked the White Fang member.
"You're trying to blow up part of Vale," replied Weiss. "So no, I'm not going to walk away."
"We're not just running a train into the city," corrected Blanco. "We're going to make a tunnel that Grimm can get through. But yeah, I can see you not wanting to let that happen."
"My friend already got past and is trying to stop the train," Weiss said. "I'm going to go help her. Either you try to stop me, or you don't."
Blanco sighed. He stepped aside and sat down on one of the crates that filled the train car, his chainsaw resting in his lap.
"Thank you," said Weiss, and she hurried after Blake. She was still confused by the whole situation, but she had more pressing concerns.
She found Blake standing over Torchwick, Gambol Shroud's blade pointed at his throat. The Faunus girl glanced at her as the door opened.
"You beat him?"
"Kind of," answered Weiss. "We'll talk about it later. For now, we need to stop this train."
Blake nodded and delivered a kick to Torchwick's head, knocking him unconscious. The two girls hurried to the front car of the train, only to find that the brakes, indeed all of the controls, had been destroyed.
"What do you think?" asked Weiss. "Is there anything we can do?"
"We're out of time," answered Blake, pointing out the front window of the train. The end of the tracks was fast approaching, with a solid concrete wall beyond it.
"Ruby's on top of the train!" cried Weiss. "She won't survive a crash like that!"
"Then we'd better hurry," answered Blake. The two sped to the top of the car to warn their leader of the danger.
In another car, the White Fang lieutenant known as Banesaw braced himself for impact as he'd been instructed. He could jump off the train, but that would leave him alone and surrounded by Grimm. Instead, he simply readied himself for the crash. He'd survive it, or he wouldn't. That was the extent of his plan.
Was it worth it? Blanco shrugged, and tried to push the thought away. He had resigned himself to the possibility of dying on this mission, but now he found himself hoping at least that Weiss made it out alive.
When I saw this prompt, my first thought was "Finally I get to kiss a Schnee" and I just went from there. It ended up being quite a bit more serious than I expected. Turns out I don't get to decide where my stories go, they do that for themselves.
Thanks for reading!
