Second Chapter, Here we go!

"Weiss thinking."

"Salem Thinking."


Weiss was currently sitting on a bench in Beacons courtyard. She didn't feel like she should be having any conversations inside the bathroom and decided to try and be discrete by being in plain sight instead.

"So you're telling me you're living inside my head?"

"Correct."

"And that you died to get there?"

"That's my guess, yes."

"And before all of that you were not only 'immortal', but also the queen of all Grimm?"

"That's the gist of it."

Weiss didn't know what to think in that moment. No words popped into her head which could communicate with this invader, just ideas or thoughts. She pinched the space between her eyes.

"Okay... Uhm... How, exactly?"

"Magic, I suppose."

Another pause. A few students talking passed by but paid her no mind.

"Magic."

"Yes."

"As in, the arcane?"

"Something like that."

This was becoming too much. If she wasn't positive this person was messing with her somehow she was sure now.

"I would sooner believe I was crazy than in mythical Grimm magic. No, scratch that- any kind of magic."

"You're not crazy, girl. And magic has been around for centuries."

Weiss scoffed at that. Now they were trying to convince them magic was real? How absurd.

"Magic? Really? That's your angle? There's no such thing as magic. And I told you, my name is Weiss!"

Salem seemed to ignore their outburst on there name and continued with the subject matter of their discussion.

"No such thing as magic? You're joking, right? Semblances, dust, aura. Things that can't be explained are all around you, yet you say magic doesn't exist?"

"Aura and semblances are part of our soul and dust is mined. They're things that can be monitored and observed."

"I am not getting into this ridiculous conversation for the thousandth time. Believe what you want, it matters not. The fact is we seem to be sharing a mind and to be quite honest I'm not too sure how to go about this."

Weiss rolled her eyes. Magic, how ridiculous. However she was right about not needing to continue this argument. She stood up. "Well I do. I'm going straight to Professor Ozpin and telling him someone is abusing their semblance!"

"What?! You shall not. Ozma can know nothing of this!"

Ozma? Was she talking about Professor Ozpin? She seemed to be worried about him finding out. Good. More reason to tell him.

Weiss smirked and started to walk towards the main lobby of Beacon, ignoring any pleas from this 'Salem' woman. "Sounds like that might cause some trouble for you. Which means it's what I should do."

"Listen, just sit back down and let's continue our talk. There's much you don't know yet."

Weiss continued to walk, now entering the main building. Just a few more hallways to pass by. She wasn't about to do what this person wanted. "And why would I do that? So you can keep trying to fill my head with fiction and fables?"

"Everything I've spoken is true!"

"Uhuh." Weiss kept moving.

"I said STOP!"

Weiss eyes widened and glowed a bright blue for bit a moment. She suddenly felt like she lost all the air in her lungs as her feet completely stopped moving and she nearly fell forward, only keeping herself from falling by reaching out with her hand and stabilizing herself using the wall.

"What?!"

There was a pause, neither Weiss or Salem knew what to say or think in that moment. But it was clear- Salem seemed to have some control over Weiss' body. Something which was new information to both of them.

Weiss was irritated until this point. Now she was scared. Whoever this person was could read her thoughts, talk to her with telepathy, and now control her body. She took a moment to gather herself. She could move her legs again and checked every part of her body.

"D- did you... But I-"

"It seems I'm not as helpless as I believed I was." Their voice sounded a bit more haughty in that moment. It seemed that surprised them as well.

"This... This is impossible! How did you do that?! How are you doing any of this?!"

"I told you already, girl. Magic. There's so many things in this world that you don't know of yet. That Ozma has made impossible to discover."

Weiss thought about that for a moment but then took a deep breath.

"My name is Weiss." She stated and then kept moving.

"Where are you going?"

"To Professor Ozpin."

"I said no!"

Weiss' legs stopped moving again, though Weiss was ready for it this time. She gritted her teeth and hugged the wall, fighting with herself to move. Her legs were shaky, but they did slowly step forward. As did her hands and arms as she tried to drag herself forward. It was difficult, but she was making progress.

"This... Is my body! Leave it be!"

Suddenly all fight from Salem left her and Weiss fell forward onto the hallway carpet.

"Gah!" She groaned and caught herself on her hands and knees. "This won't make me stop!" She declared aloud and stood back up, walking. Salem not putting up any resistance.

"Fine, I see that I can't stop you. At best just delay you a few minutes."

Weiss continued to move, quickly speed-walking through the hallway until she reached the main hall.

"But I swear, everything I've spoken is the truth. And if Ozma discovers of my existence inside you, there's no telling what would happen... To either of us."

That admittedly made Weiss pause in her step. She was staring straight ahead at the main desk. Just a quick talk to the lady and she could be taking the elevator behind her straight to Professor Ozpins office.

"I see that got your attention."

"What are you getting at? Are you saying Professor Ozpin would do something to me?"

"Perhaps. He and I have been at war for many centuries. If he simply locked you in a cage then justified it as saying it was for the greater good, I would believe that."

Weiss was standing still now, thinking about what Salem just said. Being locked in a cage... Her memories went back to when she lived at Schnee manor. Being stuck in that mansion with nothing but her older sister to keep her from breaking.

Her fists clenched themselves and she took a deep breath, calming down.

"I won't fall for your trickery!" She declared. If she could read her mind, then perhaps she was able to see her memories as well. She could just be saying things to manipulate her emotions!

"Dammit, girl. I need you to listen to me!"

Weiss walked up to the front desk and got the attention of the lady working it.

"Hello, may I help you?" They asked.

Weiss nodded. "Yes... Sorry, but could I speak to Professor Ozpin? This is Weiss Schnee... It's uhm... Urgent."

"Give me a moment." They said and picked up their phone, punching in a couple numbers and waited.

"This will not end well."

"Shut up."

The woman began to speak. "Yes, it's Weiss Schnee. She says it's urgent." A pause. "Very well." She said lastly then hung up and looked at Weiss again. "You can take the elevator, he'll be waiting for you in his office.

Weiss nodded. "Thank you." Then walked over and into the elevator, closing it.

As it began to raise upward, her and Salem continued to talk.

"Okay, look, maybe we didn't have the best of first impressions. But there was never going to be a good impression here."

"Oh really?"

"But this is no joke. I can't go over the gravity of this situation within the seconds it takes to ride up an elevator. You must not speak of me!"

"Sure." Weiss answered dismissively.

"It seems your beyond convincing."

"What ever gave you that idea?"

"Fine. Then do one thing for me when you see him. Just one thing and it can prove everything I've spoken to be true."

Weiss was hesitant for a moment. She didn't quite know how to respond. Should she agree? It could certainly put some doubts to ease. Though she didn't know what they would request either.

"... Depends. What is it?"


The elevator doors opened and Weiss stepped into Ozpin's office. He was currently standing up with what seemed to be a cup of coffee as he stared out into the campus from his windows. He didn't move just yet.

"Hello Miss. Schnee. I have to say this was abrupt, but if it's urgent then come, sit and speak."

Weiss walked in a few more feet as he began to turn around, walking towards his desk.

"Right. Thank you for meeting me, Professor Ozma."

What Weiss saw in that moment was nothing short of absolute shock. No, maybe even some fear. Any expression she's ever seen or made herself paled in comparison to the one Ozpin has just then. It was like he saw a ghost.

SHATTER

He dropped his coffee mug yet didn't seem to mind. Instead his eyes were entirely focused on Weiss.

"... What did you just call me?"

Weiss didn't know what to say in this moment. There was a pause, one that had to be spoken through.

"Quick! Answer, and feign ignorance!"

Salems voice snapped her from her thoughts after just a couple seconds. Any more and it would likely rouse suspicion.

"A- ah... I said 'Thank you for meeting me, Professor Ozpin.'" She answered casually then looked down at his beverage with some concern. "Uhm... Are you okay?" She asked.

Ozpin continued to stare at her in disbelief but then let out a sigh and rubbed his eyes. "Of course... I apologize... I supposed I've been a bit stressed lately." He then gestured to one of the chairs. "Please, come in and tell me what's bothering you."


A tiny bit of a cliff-hanger but not too bad.