A/N: Here once again with a small chapter. I'm really hyped about all the things that I plan on doing with this story. I don't want Ruby to just be another Sasori clone. She'll be her own person and it'll show. Obviously, she has a large amount of traits similar to Sasori but her life is written more as a tragedy. I'm pretty excited to get back into the swing of things. I know that I've been away for awhile, but I have a lot of upcoming free time so look forward to some new content coming your way! Thing will be tragic! Ruby will be badass! And puppets will be created! So, let's start off with getting this chapter pumped out there.

Chapter 2 - Grimm Realisation


"Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a dust shop open this late?" The stylish rogue asked rhetorically.

The man was on mission.

"Grab the dust." And he would follow through with that mission with ecstatic glee.

As the hired muscle made there way over to the dust dispensers, one of them spotted a small figure wearing a bright red cloak.

'Easy pickings' he thought.

The goon doesn't know that he thought incorrectly.

Ruby read various writings about mechashift technology. Not only to boost her already vast knowledge of the subject, but for her own expansive curiosity and joy when handling weapons.

There were few things in the world as reliable as the cold metal in your hands.

As she was reading, a bug decided to annoy her.

"Put your hands in the air!" The hired mercenary waved his gun in her face.

Again, he did so as if she didn't hear her. "You deaf? I said put your hands in the air!"

The life of a gun-for-hire was difficult. It required hard work and dedication to get good. Dealing with people who knew how to fight back was incredibly troublesome.

Unfortunately for him, Ruby Rose didn't give a fuck.

Kicking him through a window was enough to put a smile on her face; minuscule that it was.

Her crimson black boots landed on the hard concrete outside as Ruby unfolded her weapon, Crescent Rose.

"Hmm, all I see are scary faces." She said quietly to the other robbers who were now aware of her presence. "But it's the ones who are silent, that leave no traces."

The guy in the white suit, Roman Torchwick, responded with a, "Get her."

She slashed her baby at one who came from the right. Following through, she quickly spun around and launched another attack at a man who was widely telegraphing his oncoming swing.

He was bisected.

After that happened, the rest of the thugs were swiftly dispatched.

Roman flicked his cigar bud onto the ground and crushed it with his cane.

"You were worth every cent. Truly, you were."

Ruby noticed the small trigger on the handle. 'So, it's also a gun.' She deduced.

"If you want to do something right, you gotta do it yourself." With that, he aimed Melodic Cudgel at her head and fired.

With speed only available to her, Ruby's index finger shot forward and twitched.

Suddenly, the projectile changed directions. It slightly veered a bit to the left resulting in it completely missing her.

"He's running away." Of course, Roman wasn't going to stick around and die. He saw what she did to those thugs.


"What the hell were you thinking?!"

'You know, being arrested is surprisingly less entertaining then I thought.'

Glynda Goodwitch was currently screaming her lungs out at her.

'Heh, I'd pay to see that. Someone's lungs being forcefully ripped from their throat via their own vocal cords.' She smirked a bit. 'Not sure how they'd go about doing that but it be fucking hilarious.'

"First, you cause an unprecedented amount of property damaged, put yourself, and others, in grave danger," here it comes, "but you also killed six people!" There it is.

"They started it." Ruby replied in a dull voice.

"The only reason that you're not locked up is because it was self defence." Glynda frowned. "If it were up to me-"

"It's not up to you." Ruby's mouth also turned down. "The world doesn't care what you want." Her voice, barely a whisper, but still, Glynda could hear her perfectly.

The huntresses eyes softened ever so slightly. She sighed because the teacher knew about what happened to her when she was younger. The files given to her were quite clear on just who she was talking to.

"But, there is someone here who would like to meet you." Let Ozpin deal with this ticking time bomb.

Ruby had her fingers twitching. She was ready to strangle anyone who walked through that door if they proved hostile. Her strings were quite versatile.

"Do you know who I am?" His silver hair was radiant. Almost as radiant as her silver eyes.

"I know who everyone is." Her reply was clipped. Of course she knew Professor Ozpin. Not a hair brained idiot who lived on the streets didn't know who he was. Or at least an inkling of an idea.

"Then you must know why I'm here." Without waiting for a response, he held up a scroll which played a recording. A recording of her!

Ruby's eyes narrowed.

"You see, I've only ever seen one scythe user of that skill before. A dusty old crow."

She inwardly sighed in relief as he paused the scroll before it showed her dodging Roman's projectile.

"A washed up alcoholic, you mean." Don't give anything away.

"Not going to speak about your uncle with respect? After all, I heard he trained you." The girls eyes slightly widened before going back to her emotionless mask.

'How does he know?' She thought.

"Keep talking and you'll get a firsthand experience on my skills." Her mouth moved before she could stop it. 'You idiot! You just threatened on of the best Huntsmen in the world!'

"I'll pass. It is however, my job to put those skills of yours to good use. Now," he clasped his hands together on the desk and leaned forward, "how would you like to come to my school, Beacon Academy?"

A chance like this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. If she took this offer, she could legally kill criminals and get paid for it!

"What's in it for me?" Whoever said not to look a gift horse in the mouth clearly hasn't met Ruby Rose.

"Full access to Beacon's facilities, including our very own expansive library. A dorm room which you will be sharing with your three other teammates. And also, the unparalleled education and support from the best of the best." He gestured with his hands. "We can make you better than you've ever been."

The library could be a goldmine. Her thoughts also dwelled on the dorm room. There was no way she was sleeping in the same room as other people.

But the pros far outweighed the cons.

"Alright. I accept."

"Ozpin!" Glinda's eyes were wide. "You can't be serious! Did you forget that she just killed six people?!"

"No, I didn't forget." He said. "But you said it yourself, 'the only reason you're not locked up is because it was self defence'. Is she expected to just stand there and watch as a store is robbed when she is fully capable?"

"No, but murder?" She sounded more defeated.

"Self defence." Corrected Ruby as she grinned cheekily.

All of a sudden, Glynda didn't feel so sorry for her anymore.


"I can't believe my baby sister is going to Beacon with me!" A buxom blond cheered cheerily to her red haired companion. "This is the best day ever!"

"I can think of better days." Ruby responded.

"Way to suck the life out of everything, sis." Yang pouted. Her face suddenly sobered.

"Are you going to be okay being on a team? I know how you are" she said worriedly.

"I'll be fine." Came the emotionless reply.

"Alright, just remember, I'm here for you."

Ruby only hummed in thought. She glanced out the window and saw a castle. Her vision was then directed to the guy currently vomiting on her older sister's shoes.

'Beacon is only the first step. The first step to what, exactly. That's the real question.' Her silver eyes narrowed.


"What are you doing?!" A girl in blinding white yelled at her. "Do you have any idea the damage you could've caused?!" She scolded.

'Hmm, I need to stop doing calculations and making designs while I'm walking.' Ruby thought. 'After all,' her eyes rolled, 'I don't want to sully every important girls' luggage.'

"Hmph." She tried to walk of but the girl just stood in front of her.

"What are you even doing her? You look like you're younger than recruitment age. Did you sneak in to Beacon?"

It's true. Due to the experimental procedure she did to herself, her body hasn't aged past the day she did it.

"Yup. Snuck right in, all sneaky-like. And the stupid security didn't notice my super snakeness." She said in a soft, dull voice.

"What?" Weiss didn't know how to respond.

"Please fuck off." And with that, Ruby walked off into the distance.


"Ruby! Over here! I saved you a spot!"

Is silence such a large favour to ask?

"As you all know, my name is Professor Ozpin... Blah blah... Up to you... Blah... First step. Blah."

Apparently so.

"You will gather in the ballroom tonight." What followed after left Ruby's heart racing.


Bodies upon bodies piled along the floor. For most potential students, this was like a big slumber party. For one student, she was reminded of the worst day of her life.

'People are sleeping together.' Ruby's mind went numb.

'Sleeping together.' Just because her body can't feel the pain anymore doesn't mean her mind can't.

Bodies upon bodies of people on the floor. Bodies on top of bodies on the ground. Her body and his. On the ground.

"Ruby!" She jumped. It was just Yang. "Are you alright? You're hyperventilating." The worried eyes of her sister took in the scene in front of her.

"Yang. I can't to this. I can't- huhhh- I ca- I can't. I can't. I can't. Do. This." The red girl was trying not to break down. If she still could, she would probably be feeling sick at the moment.

Yang's eyes softened even more. "Ruby, come here, baby." She brought the younger girl to her chest and laid down with her. A small tear forced its way out, but Yang refused to release anymore. She had to stay strong for her sister.

"It'll be alright. I'm here." Yang rubbed her back and ran her hand through Ruby's hair.

Ruby just wished she could feel the comfort Yang thought she was giving.


A/N: I know that it was shorter than usual, but I felt like this was a good place to stop. As you can see, Ruby isn't at all as tough as she shows herself to be. She's a problem solver, so naturally, she tries to solve her own problems. Slowly, she begins to realise that she can't simply just conjure up some magic solution that will take the pain away, but that the pain will be a constant in her life and she'll just have to adapt to it.

So anyways, I hope you all enjoyed, and as usual, drop me any feedback you have! It really helps with the writers' block!

One question before I leave you.

Did I Daze You?