New life, New begining
-I passed, i passed, i passed, i passed!
Going down the stairs like a hurricane turbocharged by sugar, and literally this is what Ruby Rose Xiao-long was, the young woman with slighty red and dark hair stopped on the couch with both of your feet and scremead one more time at the top of her lungs.
-Dad, I PASSED!
The man in question, that until that moment seems to be missing, came up with a skillet, full of super cloric eggs and bacon, while carrying in his left hand a plate full of pie and brawnies freshly baked.
-I know!—He replied calmly as he finished put the breakfeast on the living room table—. Ozpin called me yesterday, he said he didn´t even need pull some strings because your grade in the test and your project about the density of war materials atracted the attention of the main financiers of the university. Congratulations sweet, you deserve.
-Aww, what is that, i know i am a genius, i know, but don't flatter me to much.—She replied all awkwardly as she take her place in the living room table.
-Still i don´t get you fascination toward weapons, are you sure this is exactly what you want to work for the resto f your life? War engineering?
-Weapons are cool! They do 'tatatatata', 'popopopow' and protect good people from bad people! If you didn´t wanted me to be interested in them you should had raised me in the city, not in the farm in the middle of Texas with people who are drinking or working, or shoot and working!—Ruby exclaimed while tasted her eggs and bacon and devoured her homemade brawnies and pie.
-And Summer said that life in the farm would be more tranquil.
-Awhmerica Fucky YeeAh!—Sang Ruby while let bran of coockies fall from the plate.
-Manners young lady!—Said Tai after clean a litte bit of the mess that your daughter spit on his face—. But anyway, i already spoke with your uncle. You will live with him and...
-No!—Ruby exclaimed extremely angry, going on the opposite tide of your joyful behavior of early—.You promised you would allowed me to live with Yang in the dorm!
-Ruby, look, the things got complicated. Recently your sister get involved with bad people, got into a fight in a bar and got arrested, Jesus, it´s a miracle her fighter carreer didn´t go down the drain! Fortunaly professor Port is a good man, but even i know that his patience has limits and your sister seems want test it!
-Exactly! Since mom passed away you locked us in this farm like were prisioners! It´s not surprise she want´s to find trouble every now and then!
-That´s a exageration, and you know it...—Said Tai with a very tired eyes.
-True, sorry, but the point is...our life was used to be school, work in the farm, do the homework and sleep! Me and Yang had anything byond that for a long time, and we couldn´t make friends propely because of that! Althoug Yang is Yang, all she got was jealous friends and some idiots who wanted to grab her boobs!
Sighing heavily, reflecting breafily about what had spoke, she continues:
-Yang is outgoing and everything, but she doesn´t have the slightest ideia about dealing with people. The only thing we knew was that we had each other, and now, she doesn´t even have that. Dad...—Cleaning the tears that had form in your face, and approach him in affectionate way, Ruby spoke—...i know if i live with her i'll have to put up with a troublesome and overprotective sister, but also i know i will help an friend. Please, let me live with Yang, please~
Not resisting the charm of his little princess, but also reconizing that she had certain reason, Tai respond:
-Okay, i let. It´s not like your uncle live far away anyway, he lives thirty minutes from the dorms. He will still keep an eye on you and be responsible.
-Or he will take me and Yang to drink some booze hidden from you!—Ruby joked
-If that happens i will make Zwei bite his ass...isn´t that right buddy?
Rauf! Barked Zwei, who in turn, was under the table.
BEEEEEEMNG!
The sound of the police siren blew out the ears of Yang, who at that moment, woke up with a hangover that made her want´s to die. It didn´t take it long and she heard the noise of lockers being open, and a officer man with a black eye showed up.
-Come on godilocks, it´s time do vacate the cell.
Despite the headcache, Yang stod up with a fierce look and responded with mockery:
-But officer, the bed is so warm! If i punch you again, do i recieve another daily?
With a serious expression, the officer answerd:
-If you do it again your next stop will be in jail, and not in a neighborhood police station. But come on, i know there have warmer beds. Just give a punch here in the face to confirm that.
Not having anymore funny answers, all Yang could do it was retort.
-The guy put his hands in my ass and you invent to arrest me!? I wouldn´t punch you if you had done your job right!
-I'm sorry lady, but there were no witness, and the guy was the owner of the nightclub you paid to get in and drink alcoholic beverage using a false ID. I could go after him and fine him for that, but also could put this offenses on your record and make you pass the rest of the year in clink. What do you say?
-Okay, okay, okay! You win, just give me the key of my motocycle and i will leave.—Yang said at last in a exasperated way.
-About that, you will need to rescue your motocycle in the courtyard of the city hall and pay a salty fine.
-What the f...
-Its the law, i just follow it. But the good news? Your uncle is at the door to take you there. And don´t worry, he already did all the paperwork.
Nodding, Yang left the cell, took yours cellphone from the personal belongings counters and left the police station. With a pick-up truck that looked like it had been assembled with rust car parts, Qrow Brawen, with his drunk and sexy style of being honked the vehicle as exclaimed at the top of his lungs.
-So firecracker, how was waking up with a hangover after your first bar fight?—Said him with a harsh drunk voice, although with a warm behind it.
-It was shit, don´t bother me Qrow!
-Oi, oi, oi! Easy, soft, i'm friend!—Qrow joked—. I know you just react in a wrong way, how you always do. But i can't blame you, i also would be piss if some chicken wanted to grab my balls without my permission
-But you always let your balls being grabbed without permission!
-The advantage of being an handsome male,you snooze, the dick´s come for the womb! Now come in, Tai called. Your sister arrive tomorrow and she need find the joint you call your room very tidy.
-You're joking...—Yang said in desbelief with hapiness as she got in the truck.
-Yeah, she passed.—Qrow said with a huge smile across his face—. Congratulations, now you will be able to play with dolls with your sister again. Now let´s get your bike back, Dallas gonna play soon and i don´t want to miss the game with the bros at the bar.
-Again!
Exclaming at the top of her lung, a girl with platinum hair moved her hapier against your attacker, wich in turn, using your superior agility hit the blade down and stocked your curved point in the torso of the girl.
-Arghh, again!
Despite the insistence, the oponent kept his sword at the scabbard and removed his helmet as spoked.
-For your commit this amateur mistake again? I don´t think so.—The attacker in question was a woman with white hair and had blue eyes that were more mature that her young version—. What is happening, Weiss? You are better than that.
-Winter, i...am afraid.
-Of what?—She asked as she lift one of her eyebrows.
-The answers that dad will give. He said if had done everything he asked he would allow me to go to the university there in Texas, but the way how the things are with mom, perhaps he will change his mind...
-Weiss...
-Yes?
-You won several championships of fencing on grandfather city in Germany, sang in several concerts in Paris and made a stupendous work as company model. I don´t understand why he would say no to the only gift of birthday that you asked. He may no have been the father of year, but for good or evil, he always kept his words.
-I don´t know, he always complaining that if go there alone i will turn myself into one of those liberal lesbians that don't shave the armpits.
Expressing a small chuckle, Winter respond:
-No, i don´t think you will become this person stereotype. And even if you become, it doesn´t matter, it´s your life. You had the best education that money could buy and went through alot of hardships to make the investment counts, it´s fair you want to have some liberty to use for your own good. And futhermore, it´s Texas, Austin is his hometown. Even if you go there to live your independent life, he still will know where you are and will be able to keep and eye on you.
-He is the owner of half states shares of the city, it would be a suprisse if he doesn´t wanted watch every step of mine.—Weiss replied as sit in one of the rest chairs and drink a some water.
-But despite that, he will not interfire in your life.—Taking a seat at your side, Winter continues—. Your life is only yours sister, nothing more, nothing less. Enjoy the privilege of won´t need to enlist yourself in the army to conquer it.
Finally hugging your sister in a warm way, Weiss falou:
-Promisse call me every week?
-i promisse, even when the work on the embassy become excruciating, i will find a time for you. And futhermore, from Washington to Austin it´s just some hours off light. I promisse at least on visth at the month i will do.
-Thank you, Winter.
-Ladys...
A man at the middle age, with the top his hair shoved and with a mustache very well done mustachea apresented himself with a serious look in the face.
-Klein, what happend?
-Your father left in a hurry to answer a urgent call meeting, but he asked to leave a menssage about your situation.
-And what he said?—Weiss asked with her heart punding.
-Well...
Tchaca! Tchaca! Tchaca!
The sound of the locomotive running could be heard from far, and the light of its headlight indicated the signs of its aproximation. An group of people dressed with black clothes craved for the train arrives. Among this anxious people was Blake with hers light brown look eye, in almost yellow, and with her sweat hands.
-Adam, are you sure that is the right thing to do?
The redhead in question with a eyepatch covering the left of his face responded:
-Yes my love. Those Scheene´s pig expropriated hundreds of people of their homes and still orderer the cops to beat those that didn´t could leave, only to build that shit of gas pipeline. We are just given the payback on them.
-But, and the passengers of the train? They will gonna be okay?—She asked worried.
-The only passengers are in the engineer's cabin. Don´t worry, no one is going to die and the police will not come after us because of homicide, we think in everything.
-Adam, i..
-Hey...—Lightly touching your face, the man carresed your cheeks with his thumb and said—. Everything is gonna be fine. Do you remember our dream?
-Of the one we lived in a house by the beach?
-Yeah, that one. Blake, after this job, i will only have some few issues to fix and after that we will be able to get married.
-My father will not aprove our marriage.—Blake spoke, this time a little serious.
-He will after see our children.
Laughing, she finally speak.
-Only you to think in something good in the middle of such situation.
-I always think in us, always...
FOOOOOOOM
The train is close! Everyone, get prepared!—Screamed Adam to the Other figures, which in turn, run toward behind the rocks. And soon when they get in position, he scremead again—. Now!
With a press of a buton, the bombs that were in the rails were activaded, and the train what would pass abovem them derailed and crashed near the road that cut to the highway.
-Quickle lads, soon the police will showing up! Go, go, go!
And with that, Blake dressed her hello kitty mask and joined the assailants of the train with a .9mm in hands
With your bags in hands, Ruby got out of the truck of your father and head towards the hall of bus station, while doing a check of your things, expecting see if her didn´t forgeting something.
-Wallet, ok. Ticket, ok. Earphone, ok. Coockie to eat in the middle of the travel...with exception of the clothes that are in bag, everything seems fine!
-And this Winchester rifle in your suitcase? I thought they banned guns on the dorms.—Comented Tai while give the suitcase to your daugther.
-They did, and officialy, this gun is a no function model of a old rifle that only serve to decorate. Unofficially? Rsrsrs, mommy gun is loaded and ready to be used!
-Fine, just don´t shot someone, okay?—Said Tai to tired to argue.
-Not even the boy who are going to flirt with me? I thought you would be more overprotector.—She said in a inocente way.
-Even...you know what? Those you can shoot, just don´t killed them. Let the bills of the hospital do that
Smiling, Ruby hugged Tai and said:
-I'll miss you. I know it´s a new step, but...i still gonna miss you.
Returning the hug, Tai replied:
-I'm just a phone call away. If you have a problem that even you uncle and you sister can´t resolve, you can call me.
-Okay...—Turning to the terminal´s onboard message, and after to you father, she said—. The bus arrived, i gotta to go. Bye dad!
-Bye Ruby!
-He allowed it, he allowed, i can´t belive it!—Weiss exclamed happily while trowing your clothes and you acessories in the bed, given Kleim to much work to handle, wich despiste being in that situation, couldn´t stop smiling happyling.
After taking a shower and get ready to travel, Weiss, with Klein right behind her, went down the stairs of the hall of mansion a get ready to take the limousine that was at the door. Soon after put all your belongges at the trunk with butler´s help, she snuggled into the back of the vehicle in a very distracted way, not noticing the presence of a second figure that were there.
-So it means that Rapunzel finally menage to escape from your tower? Congratulations sister, finally realize your dream.—Spoke a young man with also a perfectly aligned platinum hair and a mischievous smile.
-What are you doing here, Whitley?—Weiss replied with a very desinteresed look.
-Besides saying goodbye to my sister that past spent the last few years living her drama of captive princess? Well, i am enjoying a ride to the airport. There was a incidente on that bumpkin city that you will study that cost millions to father´s pocket, and because of that, he wants me to go to London to talk with some friends of parlament. He thinks that if i keep a close realation with my past colegues of class perhaps he could arrange a deal with their fathers, wich are the bank owners.
-Hunf, pathetic.—Huffed Weiss.
-It´s just business sister, if you had spent more time with dad, perhaps you would still had the company heiress post.—Whitley said with a very expressed tone of debauchery with a clear intent to irritate your sister, and ofr you enjoying, he menaged.
-I'm STILL the heiress of the company!—The young Woman exclaimed with a furios look in the face.
-After you start to get involved with those dumb yokels of the american West, let´s se if you still gonna have the intelligence and the cunning to menage a internatial with weight logo equal to Scheene Company. They said stupidity is contagious, you know? And father hates idiots and incompetens.—He said while got a smile on his face—. I already can see the news...the little princess of Brussels go to the United States of America searching for oportunites to honor her legacy and end falling in love with the first countrified man without shirt that appears. Wow.
-Hahahaha! Of all scenarious you could chose, you chose the one with forbidden love? Tsk, tsk...for some who likes to exibith your eloquence, you have a very poor imagination Whitley.
Spumed with rage, Whitley was get ready to respond his sister, but was interrupted with a knock of the window from his old sister, Winter, that soon after asked the chauffer to roll down the car window, said:
-I will stay with mom for while before get back to work. Want me to say something to her?
-I...
Weiss didn´t know what to say, she simplely looked down and pondered about what she could say. You mother spent so much time getting drunk in her suite that was strange to remember that she was still alive.
-...say that i love her, i guess.
Noticing the heaviness in her semblance, Winter didn´t spoke anything else and just nod with her head.
-Right...See you later Weiss.—Said the oldest of the Scheene's sinblings with a brief farwell as walked back inside the mansion, where from his doorway, Klein was waving a agitated, warm goodbye.
-Well, lets procede with our lifes, shall we?—Whitley said now with a less irritaded way—. To the airport choufer
-Boss, everything is loaded!—One of the men exclamed while passed one of the suitcases to Adam, which in turn, opened to see it´s contente. Blake, that were closed, also looked insed the suitcase and spoke...
-Adam, this is..
-Yeah...the most pure and brute gold ore. It seems the Sienna contact was right. The installation of the gas pipeline in our small comunity was just a cover so the Scheene´s could mine this gold without paying the creation of a structure to dig it off the ground. The tax exemptions they always get from the state were not enough, they still had to avoid the cost of the bureucracy. Damn greed pigs...
-Turning your attetion to the man that had passed the suitcase, he give back the item and turn to the rest of the people and said:
-That is lads, keep moving! Go, go, go!
And whit this order, everyone went to their cars and motocycles and sought to hit the road to get out of there. Everything had gone very well, well to much. Even when the federals passed at full speed on the other side of the highway, going foward to the location of the accident, the gang didn´t cared hiding out of their vision. Troublemakers wouldn´t be so dumb to rob someone and walk like nothing happens. Blake thought with a smirk.
And so they continued with they travel for a couple of more hours until they reach the meeting point establisehd by they contractors. It was a big shed in the middle of the desert, and there, men armed with rifles and shotguns of heavy caliber made the security. In the Middle of this shed two figures stood out, one was a bigman with brown skin and a olive colored big suit, and the other was a skinny figure which had a psicotic smile on his face.
-Frankstein and Scorpion, peculiar nicknames you have.—Adam said while got out of the van with his man, very well armed as their guards.
-So peculiar as Taurus, don´t you think?—Scorpion replied with a somewat squeak voice.
-Where is the suitcases?—Frankstein asked with a fierce eye.
-It's here.—Adam said while sinalized to his men, which in turn, opened the back of the van to show the loads they had stolen.
-Great, Scorpion, the Money.—Frankstein said while sinalized to his man to take the suitcases that contained the gold.
There was a moment of tension, but son scorpion gaved two suitcases full of money to Adam everyone was more relived and the business followed has planned.
-Love..—Adam said to Blake—..count the money, yes?
Opening the suitcases, Blake became shocked with the quantity of money that had at your sight. Seeing that the bills marked 10,000 dólars, and it was queued in a scheme of "5x4" and had three levels of lay...
-Adam, with both suitcases, we have around...1 million and two hundred and thousand dolars. This is much money!—Blake exclamed breathless, and very happy. With this money they could follow with their lives, build a small bussiness and live the live that they dreamed of, but angrey look of his companion seemed that he was about to put everything at risk.
-Adam?...
With a quickdraw, Adam took his shotgun and aimed towards Frankstein.
-What are you think you doing boy?—The big man asked with a not frendily expression, while his partner smiled in a psicothic way.
-What´s in that suitcase is not even a tenth of what your guys are going to get with the "trash" of the gas pipeline.—Raged Adam while his man and the Frankstein man, now, aimed their guns towards eachother—. Were is the rest of the money!?
Seeing that the things were about to scalate in a very wuick way, Blake took the suitcases and approchead Adam and said:
-Adam, let it go! What we have here is more than enough, this is not whorty dying for that.
-Listen your girlfriend lad.—Scorpion said while holding a submachine gun—. You will not want to die in vain.
Despite being with teeth clenched in anger, Adam lowed his shotgun and heard the advice of his girlfriend, after all, she was doesn´t matter how many millions those people would profit with the stolen gold, they already had enogh money to do what was best for their lives. Crass error.
In the exact moment that Adam turn his back, Scopion pulled the trigger of his MP5 and both, Blake and Adam, were pierced by the blast of the machinegun. The shock was to great and Blake only realized what happened when she was on the ground. On a reflexe impulse, she had stood up with one of the suitcase that had recive a great parto f the bullets, letting only a bullet hit your shoulder, but your companion...
The man that had promissed give you a new life now was laid on a pool of blood with a empty look on his face. Seeing that, Blake thought screaming, but despite the effort, nothing came out of her lungs. The armed men of Scorpion and Frankstein were only waiting for the gold being dumped to empty the ammo of their weapons.
There was a feeling of dispair filling your chest, with anger, hate, and others sensations that she couldn´t describe. Clinging to the first feeling, the grabed the other suitcase, which wal still very intact and ran as far away as she could without looking back.
Projectiles were piercing through her hair as she ran toward the desert landscape of Texas. Your legs ached from fatigue and your shot shoulder didn´t stop bleeding. After few minutes the bullets stopped firing and everything that surrounded the poor Blake was the cold embrace of the night, and was in that moment that the tears, which was held capitive inside of her, started to flow trough her cheeks like rivers followed by a hoarse and sad scream.
Blake didn´t know for how much long she was in that state, but because of the stress and the loss of blood, the last hing she saw before losing his counsciness was a pair of headlights cames toward you at the high speed and with a loud sound of the engines that made her ears ached.
VRUM, VRUM!
Leaving with her motocycle from the countryard of city hall, Yang stopped at the side of the trunk of your uncle and said:
-I will walk for a bit, try to cool of the head...
-Thats okay, i will be at the bar with the boys. If you need something, just give me a call.—Qrow said as was turning on the truck and leaving the place.
Still with the engines of Bumblebee running, Yang pondered what would be her next step, was when she grabbed her phone and call to a friend which always helped in this kind of situation .
-Hey Coco, are you busy?—Asked Yang with voice somewhat crestfallen.
-Yeah, but for you honey, i Always have time.—She answerd at the other side of the line—. I heard about what happend, are you alright?
-In comparision with the other guy, i'm good.
-Junior, isn´t? Fucking peverted, i should know that a guy in his fortys that only walks with young girls was "red flag".—Exclaimed Coco at the other side of the line—. I will never ask again tip about party from that deceitiful fox of Roman.
-God friends you have, huh?—Yang said in a sarcastic way.
-They are the one that we can get when we goes after certain...substances.
-You are a fucking junkie, you know that?
-Said the gorila addicted with alcohol
Both laugh at the exchange of insults and after that proceed to keep talking
-I will talk with the coach, see if we are cool.—Yang said after pondered a little about the talking—. Thanks for answering the call, i just needed talk with someone who could understand me...
-Hey babe, we are here for that. Next time i´ll go with you, i'll not send to a place trusting another people hunch, little finger promisse.
-Hunf, you are just trying to take me to bed, you lesbian.—Yang joked after clean a tear from your face that stubbornly escaped your eyes.
-Don´t tell me that you never imagine both of us playing with our spiders, huh?
-Bye, Coco!
-Bye, honey!
Turning off her phone, and put it on the pocket, Yang turned the bike's throttle and rode through the streets of the city going to the place where Port´s Stars was. With every alley she passed the feeling of shame was growing on yours chest, but, since Yang was a person that is used to say Fucky it for this kind of situation and faced everything with open arms, breathless, she passes by the gate with a high head simply aproachead the gym coach without think twice.
The man in question was given a lesson for begginers class, despite you big belly almost protruding from the shirt, he still hitted a cross punch on the sandbag so strong that even the chians that were suporting the equipament shook. Despite a lot of people being doing jokes behind his back, tlaking about how they histories were so boring and his macho way of 60´s were something of the past, no one dared to say a "hey" in front of him. He maybe be a old man, but he was a old man who that retired with 30 victories or more and with a heavy weight belt that never was taken from your. Not even you dad, when he followed a professional career, managed to get close at his level.
-And this is how you hit a cross punch, turn you shoulder and you hips, and BOOM the pontece comes. Now if you all excuse me, i need to talk with someone. Repet this punch thrity times, and after that i want thirty push up and thirty sit-ups.—Taking off their gloves and put it at the balcony of equipaments, the retired boxer leave the area and went toward Yang with a very not happy expression—. We need to talk, young lady.
-Mister Port, i...
-In my room.
And without a word, Yang followed him. Finaly get in there she saw, one more time, an office desk very well tidy with a photo of a pugilist in black and white hanging at wall futher up the wall. The age may arrived, but the mustache was something that mister Port had since he was young. And let no one find that, but Yang thought that mister Port, when he was young, was a very handsome guy.
-I recive the reports of your teachers. The grades of your course are not doing well, and besides, you still have your recent history of get involved in bar fights.—He commented while flipping through the pages—. What i do with you, young lady?
-Mister Port, i promiss, that will not happen again! Eu double my train, and i even will help you clean the gym, but please, don´t take away my sponsorship!
With a warm look on his face, he responded:
-Yang...the sponsorship of my gym still remains, but the other, the one that pays your college tuiton of your physioteraphy course...—He comented while he put in front of Yang a cereal box with a figure of a Woman, so young as her, and smiling in a frinedly way—. See this girl here? Her name is Pyrrah Nikos, and international championship wrestling and also a invict middle weight champion of kickboxe. She is the new face of the Pumpkin Pete logo.
-Are you fucking with me!?—Grumbled Yang while pickup the box of the office desk—. Fuck, i have a contract, they can not ditch me like that!
-With that toungue, i doubt they care.—Port retorted while taked the cereal box from Yang hand—. Yang, this girl, Nikos, she´s good. And i didn´t meaning lightly, some people from the marketing are saying that she is a sort kind of prodigy...and her ground fight? I never fought a marcial art of ground, but some friend of mine are saying that she is so good that even Dana White himself layed his eye on her and is trying to take her to the UFC.
-Hunf, i bet she can´t last two rounds with me!—Yang retorted.
-I don´t think you can win over her with two round, but i believe you have a chance...
-H-how?—Asked her almosting sttuter.
-Depiste your bad grades in university, and your recent historic with the police, if there is one thing you have done right is you train here on gym. If it was to me to bet in a complete fight, i would never put money on you, but the sponsers insisted that Nikos should take a boxe fight with you only to consolidate herself as a "invincible girl" that they want to sell. You know what that means, Yang?
-That the advantage is mine. She will not be able to count on kicks and grapples, she...
-She will have to face your with her bare hands. The area that you spend more time training!
Yang didn´t belived of what she heard, for a brief moment she thought she would need to abandon the university, go back home, or worse...get involved with wrong things to pay her bills, but now, with this made fight? She have a chance, and this signal of hope reflected on her eyes.
-You have two months Yang, the advantage is yours, but that doesnt mean that Nikos will stand idly and see you wide the gap, and as i said before, she is a prodigy. If you snooze, she is gonna beat you.—Get in up of your seat, Port raise his hand towards Yang and said—. I know you didn´t had a easy life, Raven´s irresponsibility, the death of Summer, the necessity of taking care of your sister when you father wasn´t good, but, your life is here, in what you do now. Don´t waste this chance, alright?
Wit a determined look, Yang shook his hand and said:
-I will not let you down, sir.
-I hope so.—He said—. Same time as usual in the late afternoon. Don´t be late.
Despite your eyelids still being heavy, Blake menaged to open her eyes and waking up. Saying that your body were all sore was to ease the sufforing, your injured shoulder was in bandagges and very well tretead and your old cloathes, wich were stained with blood, were put aside in a basket. Studing the ambient that surraunded her, Blake noted that she was inside of a trailer, wich in that exact moment, was parked in some place that only God would know.
Looking at every side seh noticed that suitcase full of money were not at your seight, but your weapon yes. Taking it, Blake, only dressed with a big shirt of Dallas team and undercloathes, got out of the trailer and started to inspect the place, whoever helped her certaily would want something in returned, and she was not in the mood to be a good girl.
-Good morning, miss Belladona.
A men with grey hair, but with extremely younger semblance, pronunced himself.
-Coffe?—Him offered, but insted of cordiality, Blake pointed her gun towards him with extreme fierced eyes and said:
-How do you know my name and where is my money?
With a extremely calm expression, the man responded:
-Your money is there...—He apointed with the direction of his eyes towards a plastic table that had been set—...with the answer of your first question.
Still with the gun pointed towards the man, she went to the suitcase and saw that the money was still there with something else, an photography to be correct. In the photo was him with a soldiers class equally dressed in a uniform, there was a man with side gray meshes on his hair, another one that seems to be to drunk to be there, a blond man with a goatee on his chin, acompaneid with two womans, also in uniform, wich posed at his side like models, both with black hair, but one had short hair while the another had a spiked braid wich falled at your side, and on her left, had another man with blond hair acompained with a extreme tall figure that she reconized imediatly...
-Dad, but, how?
-It´s incredible how the word is so small, isn´t miss Belladona? Your father is one of many friend´s that i had the pleasure to know and serve at his side. But before continue this conversation, would you join me in a breakfeast? I belive that with quantity of blood you losted, you need regain your strengh.
Like your body reacted to the word of the man, Blake droped your gun on the table and allowed you body fallen on a small divan that had been set up there. You heart was pounding so fast that it felt like it would burst out of your throat.
-Dont worry, this anxiety you are felling will pass.—He comented while offered a smug of coffe to her, wich promptly, accepted—. My name is Ozpin Ozymandias. But if you want, you can call me Oz.
-Thanks for save me, Oz.
-Your are welcome.—He responded with a little smile.
For a certain period they didn´t have a conversation, they ate a breakfeast with egg's and bacon, and of course, a few grains of beans cooked, after all, Blake needed iron on her blood, and they stay watching from a far the desertic landscape of canions that appears troughout the highway.
-So...—Ozpin finally spoked—...how did you end up on that road?
-It´s a long history, i...lost someone very importante to me.
-I see...forgive my insensibility, it´s just can´t undestand how a daughter of someone so incorruptible like Ghira could involve herself with criminal people?
-Isn´t that obvious? I am a criminal.
-Your are also a good person, Blake.
-No, i am not a good person! You may knew my father, but you don´t know ME!—She Exclamed with a spiteful voice—. If you did know what a having done in my life, of how much i stolen, of how much i had to ki...
Swalloing hard, she continues:
-Despite having serve in the army for years, my father didn´t recive the payment that was been promised to him, and whe the 2008 crises happened, we were forced to sell everything we had to survive.—She exclamed whit tears on her eyes—. We passed some years on the road, and when we finally estabilhesed ourselves in one place with some other people that were in the same shit situation, we were dumped like dogs. The police were sent on us and they beat us withour caring if we had the Money to pay the hospital bills! I didn´t wanted to go back to the roads, i didn´t wanted to keep vaguing troughout this bigoted shit country been vunerable to the good will of the others, so i had done what was necessary, be moral or not, to survive, no...to live! So i left my parentes, and i went foward with my life, and...
-And here you are, paranoid about what to do with your life.—Said Ozpin in a interrupted way, wich surprised Blake, so he continues:
-Blake, after 9/11 attack, me and alot of people, regardeless of social status, we were driven by a ilusory patriotism to invade the territory of another countries with the intention to hunt the terrorists who dared stainted our american pride. We plunded, we killed, inocente people just to garantee that some oil barons could profit at our cost—After finished drink his coffe, he continues—. For a long period people...no, people no, I asked myself if i was a good person. And frankly, even today i don´t know the answer. I don´t know what is watting for me at the end of this life, i don´t know if i will be absolved of my sins that i have regretted or if despite that God will give me his punishment, but i know one thing...
-Until the day of my final judgment, i decide how i gonna live. How i will behave, how i will love, this gift, i know i have. And i would like you had it to.—Picking up a document apostile, he continues—. Answer me one thing, you already get caught?
-No, i, i never was. Adam made sure i never went into the records
-Do you have any document, identity?—Ozpin continues.
-All fake, i used only to cross the border of the states.
-That´s good.—He comented as he gived to he some sort of book with questions to be answerd by her—. High School conclued?
-Yes, i took the suplementary test when i still lived with my parents...
-Good.—He affirmed while get up of his chair—. Miss Belladona, what do you have in hands it´s a copy of a exam aplied to the freshmen of the newest university already created of the city of Austin since it´s fundation, the Beacon university. Get a high grade to ensure a scholarship in any course your desire and i will promise you that you will never more need to live this kind of life again.
Blake was breathless, she confessed that she had a crimal past to a strange, not so strange, but still...
-I-i...i don´t know what say. Why are you help me? Why are you doing all of this?
Chuckling briefly, he respond:
-Didn´t payed atention to our conversation miss Belladona? All of us need a chance to start again, let God been responsible to judge our mistakes. Good luck with your test.
It was still late at night when Ruby woke up on the bus seat, more precisely, around 03:46 AM according to her cellphone. For not being used to travel, have to pass a good amount of your time caged inside of a bus it was a such annoying thing to her. Turning his look to the suitcase that was above her, she saw the remnants of it open it with the bus shaking and revealing the barrel of the rifle. Of course, the weapon as not loaded and ready and didn´t represent and danger to anyone, but it was necessary avoid scandal in the case of any another passager saw it.
Taking the suitcase and putting on your lap. She put the barrel back on the foam fitting wich was outworn by the time and tried to close the suitcase, yes, tried. At the superior part of the compartment was a picture of her, of Tai, and Yang, and of her mother, Summer. The sight of that photo impeded her to close the suitcase and that wasn´t the first time that happend. Seeing that photo always let her on a nostalgic mood. That was the first day that they went hunting as a family and maneged top ut down a deer, thanks by the Summer´s talent, that for being a retired sniper, maneged to hit anything, don´t caring where it was.
-Mama... —Before realising, the tears was dropping from her face. Just like the other times, seeing that photo not only opened a smile, but also a cried wich she couldn´t contain because, after the day this photo was taken Summer was called to serve on more time. Wich was strange, after all she was already retired, but there was a operation on Pakistan, and Summer, was the best shooter they had, retired or not, and futhermore, the family Rose Xiao-long needed Money. The money of the cattle wasn´t enough to pay te bills and the farm was owing a lot of Money in equipamento repair.
It will be only two month, i will come back in a blink of a eye! Said Summer before left to a journey that she would never comes back. Ruby didn´t forget the day that her uncle Qrow came with the bad news. Your father, always affecionate and in a good mood, had become the living embodiment of depression. And her uncle, well, the drink that he drinked only in party's and distracion's had become his new and inseparable comrade. It was a sad period on Rose Xiao Long hause, wich in turn, was just the moment when Ruby started to dedicated herself to the weapons.
In one certain day, when her and Yang was helping her dad cleaning the things of her late mother, Ruby went to the shed were Summer kept her weapons and saw how it was messed and full of dust. Your mother would never allowed her guns stayed at that way. It was when, after taking all cleaning equipamento, Ruby started taking care of the weapons. She started aplying oil on the mechanisms, at taking care of the cartridges, and like you mother was wisphiring on your hear, she started to assemble the parts of the weapons, even the heaviest that Summer didn´t deared bring to the dinner table, and at the end of the day, Ruby used the weapons.
It was a lot of dolar's of amunition wasted on a old tree trunk, but it was worth it, because it was in that moment that Ruby found her passion. At every shot very well executed it was a smile of Summer that appeard on your memory, and that made her happy. Even if she dind´t go to the army, playing with guns connected her with her mother and with the dedication that she had with the family.
Closing the suitcase, and put it back on the place, Ruby tried to sleep a little more. Without sucess. Being reflexive about the thing of the past made her lost the sleep, despite your body screamed for sleep. As the sun rose over the horizon, the city of Austin and it´s buildings also appeard. The vision of this landscape that appeard was a freshness of a new life, something new that she was about to experience, and as if reacting to this feeling, your uncle Qrow was calling.
-Hey brat, are you already here?—Him asked on the phone.
-Uncle Qrow! Yes, i already in town. It will not taking long to me get to the bus station, are you already there oldman?
-Arghh..what i having told you about this oldman bullshit? I only have thirty nine years on my back, you know!? But anyway, i already on the park. Do you gave a lot of luggage?
-No, i don´t have. But tell me something, Yang is with you oldman?—Asked Ruby in a playful tone.
-Ruby i just said that...argh, forget it, and no, she isn´t. She had to resolve some personal issues when she leave the cell and after that she went into the dorm. For what she told me, Glynda hotwitch insisted that she let her room in order to welcome you. Republic politics, you know?
-Hehehe, i am anxious to meet Glynda, from what Yang told me, when it´s about taking care of cleaning and order, she makes papa looking like a angel!
-Yeah, it´s look like she have Ocd. It´s the boring part of her personality, but she is a good people, and also a old friend of the guys. Anyway, soon you will meet her. See you soon, brat.
-See you soon oldman!
-Oi!...
Since she landed in Austin, everything have been great to Weiss. The ambience, the people, but if there one thing that she hated was the insuferable heat of the city. Even tough she wore more light cloathes that she was used, she couldn´t stoped being irritated. God, she even had to pass sun bloc, SUN BLOCK to don´t catch sunburn in the Middle of the city and even had to drink a lot of water to not dehydrate. Your pale skin, wich made her a target of constant praise, was completely red and irritated, and as if that wasn´t not enough, the attetion that the other give to her with mouth corner smiles only worsed her mood.
-Here we are,Vale´s Dorm.—The taxi drive said while put her belongis on the ground—. So, twenty dollars for the ride.
Nodding, Weiss went to her bag and for her surpise, she noted that she didn´t any Money in hand. With a plastic smile, and sulking in shame she asked:
-Do you accept credit card?
-Hahahahaha!—The man laugh— The princess can afford the imported leather but don´t have money for the taxi? That´s very ugly Scheene!
-Listen here you pig, i...
-Are late and is making a fuss in front of my propriety.—A autoriatian voice said, and when Weiss turn herself to see who it was, she stood in front with a woman in her middle ages dressed with simple cloathes, but, with a elegante posture and a visible noble way of act—. Forgive my tenant, she meant no harm. She just spent so much time in her bubble that forgot how to live in the real world. Here´s the money.
-Don´t worry madam!—The taxi driver said while took the money offered and put on your wallet—. She is not the first egocentric tourist that i have found and will not be the last. Now, if you allow me, i would like to stay with the change, you know, compesation for moral damage, get it?
-No problem, you can keep it. Thanks for bring her here.
Noding, the taxi driver made his farwell to both womans and followed with his life.
-Forgive me for this, madam...
-Glynda Goodwitch.
-Madam Goodwitch, forgive me. I promisse that this embarrasement will not happen again.—Weiss said in a very educated manner.
-I hope so.—She reponded in a stern way, but without overreacting—. Anyway, i am your landlady. I am responsible for take care and supervise the dormitory were the students of the university of Beacon will attend. My installation, even if filliated to the university, isn´t tied to it´s beurocracy body, in other words, i made the rules here. Even if you are young adults, that doesn´t meant your are entitled to turn this place into a thater stage of poor romantic comedy, or in worse scenario, an shameless scene of adult movie. Keep your private lifes, private, and also keep the order of this place. Did you understand?
Stunned by the quantity of information that recieved, all what Weiss responded was:
-Yes, mam.
-Good, now follow me.
-But..
-But what, miss Scheene?
-What about my bags?—She said in desbelief.
-They are yours. Load them.
-But...
-Let´s go, miss Scheene!
-URGH, i'am starting to hate this life!—Complaining and find a way to carry your things, more precisily, put two bags under the arms and carrying two other with both hands, she went upstairs of the dormitory all clumsy while Glynda menage to give instructions of schuedules and workings of the bylaw.
After walked for a time, both stoped at the middle of the corridor were a pile of things had been formed. Doing a very irrated expression, Glynda stoped at the door of the room and screamed:
-Yang Rose Xiao Long, can you explain me what is this mess in my corridor!?
-Miss Goodwitch, i was setting up the bunk beds the way you ordered, but for that, i needed had to vacate the room!—Complaing a bloond young with eyes so blue that it seems to be lilac—. I swear i gonna fix this, just give me some time!
-You would have time if you had done yesterday, as i told you!—Retorted the landlady—. Now that your roomate have arrived, i asky you, how she will acomodate?
-Oh Sweet Glynda, my good witch of the heart, please i left the police cell yesterday, i needed cool of my head! I already got scolded by Port coach, don´t give another one, please!?—Yang begged in a extremely juvenile way.
-Wait a minute, i will share my room with a deliquent!?—Weiss exclaimed as she droped her bags breathless.
-Oi, i am a professional fighter girl, put some respect on my name!—Retorted Yang a little more serious—. And i doubt you would be ok if someone slapped your ass, altough...
Looking brefiely toward Weiss and smile in a delvish way, she continuous:
-...you would be okay with it, you know, must be hard walk around with this stick in the middle of your pert ass.
With a mouth trembling with rage, Weiss stammered something inaudible before exploded with a:
-HOW DARE YOU!?
-Young ladys, behave yourselves.—Goodwitch exclaimed with a firm voice—. You will pass a good portion of your life togheter, so try to get along.
-I will not share my room with a brainless cow!—Weiss retorted—. I demand another room!
-You demand annything here, miss Scheene, and besides, there is no other i could offer you. All place vacancies already being fullfiled, or your share your room with Yang and the other´s roomates, or try to find another place to sleep!
Weiss heard the scolding and shut her mouth. One of the condition to begining this new life that she impose to herself, was the limited acess to the resource of the family. Jesus, how much she HATE herself right now. In this exact moment she would like to have a time machine to go back in time and choke the Weiss of the past for her don´t open her mouth and play the role of the empowerd girl toward her dad.
-Hunf..
-"Hunf"? It´s all the princess have to say?—Asked Yang.
-Yang, please have manners...
-YANG!
An very juvenile pitch voice ecoed trough the corridors. And before Weiss could even reacted, she had been pushed aside while a figure with the same height as her, but, visibily, more younger, in her physic character and also in her behavior. Weiss tried to complaning, but the interatction between Yang and this girl were so personal that she only went ignored.
-Rubaby!—Exclaimed Yang while gived a bear Ruby in the girl—. Oh my God, you grown! It doens´t even look like that toothless little girl full of dirt that i left in home. What did you drink to grow like that?
-Awww, stop, i just drank so much milk, hehehe!—She saind in a playfoul tone until readily gived a punch on your sister shoulder, wich despite had rubbed your hand at the place hited, didn´t express any sign of pain—. And what about the police station? Dad almost forbade me to live with you because of that!
-Look Rubaby, it´s complicated, but i promisse, it won´t happen again!—She said while rubbed the back o her head in shame.
-And certainly will not, because i will not let you!—Ruby said while put both your hand on her hips, doing a bossy pose.
-Hohoho! It´s seems someone it´s trying to take the role of big sister from me, should i put this person in their palce!?
Err, Yang, no, not here, Yang!
-Here comes the tickles, tictictictic!—The blond said while hugged Ruby and, well, tickled her fingers.
-Madam Goodwitch, help me! She is a demon!—Ruby exclamade as she try to free herself from Yangs bear hug.
-Girl, behave, please.—Said herself while massaging her temples.
This scene continues for a brief period until a forth figure appears, she dressed simple cloathes, in a goth way, but yet, simple, and aproached the group. Different from the other two girls, Weiss noted a semblance on her face that she already saw in people that she judge to be "dangerous". Being the hairess of one the most richsest international company of the world, of course she Always walked with tigh security, and for her unfortunaly, she even become a target of people who wanted to bad things to your family. And for already being face to face with this kind of people, the could easily recognize a criminal in the crowd, and this girl, despite of her serene face, had the exact same expression that criminal in hide had. The tired eye and without empathy on your name.
-Hello.—The fifith person saind in a almost monotone tone.
-Hey, so you finally cames. Everything is right with Ozpin?—Asked Glynda and the person responded:
-Yes, he said he talked with some some people and menaged to expedite the documentations. I will join the Art course on this semestre.
-Good.—Glynda said—. And what about the Money?
-I give everything i had to Ozpin. He said i could trust him, and well, i trust him.
Smiling, Glynda turn herself to the girls and said:
-Yang, Ruby, Weiss, this is Blake Belladona, your other roomate.
-Yo!—Said Yang in a positive way.
-Hello!—Ruby responde in a her cheerful way.
-Pleasure.—Weiss said, in contrast with the other ones, in a serious tone.
Nodding to the three girl, and keep it her firm gaze toward Weiss, in a way that she almost seems to hurt her with her look, but before the things got awkward, she turned to the Sisters and asked:
-So, this is our room?
Scratching her head and noticing that Blake was refering to the Mess, Yang respond a little ashamed
-Kinda...
-With unarmed beds?—Asked Blake one more time.
-Yeah..—Yang responded, now in total shame.
-Don´t worry, i slept in worse place.
-In some way, i don´t doubt.—Said Weiss in a cold tone.
-HEY!—Ruby intervened in a energetic way in the middle of the three—. This is perfect, with can arm the beds togheter! Let´s go!
And before any of the three could complaing, Ruby was already inside the room putting the pieces togheter and made it plug. The girls couldn´t see it, but Glynda Goodwitch saw the way they interacted, and even help one another, and she smiled in a friendily way.
-Wel...She comented while writting the inicial words on the note board that was at the side of the entry of the room—. RWBY is the name then.
Ruby Rose Xiao Long.
Weiss Scheene.
Blake Belladona.
Yang Rose Xiao Long.