UBW Rune has been taken down at the request of the author.

Finding something for Hacksaw Ridge to introduce the cast to WW2. Saving Private Ryan is being worked on, but it's a huge pain so I might have to cut down some of the content... Maybe.

Wanted to do Beetlejuice for comedy, but I might have to recast certain portion of the script with the RWBY casts since I am unable to watch the play. Only hear the music and understand some of the content.

Just some thoughts.

Sorry this was late. I really wanted to do the Christmas Truce, but I was busy for the holidays.

Pardon my grammar.


Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows - The Tale of Three Brothers


"Speaking of fairy tales, my mother loves The Story of the Seasons." Pyrrha casually chatted with her teammates. Unbeknownst to them, Ozpin's inner circle, Raven, and Cinder's group sweated a bit at the mentioning of the four maidens.

"I feel that our Hosts is trying something," Ironwood grumbled under his breath.

Glynda seemed to take a more cautious approach, though she couldn't help but agreed with the Atlesian general. "Perhaps they are using us as a basis for the viewing."

"Plausible." Ozpin thoughtfully nodded, "We did see a few realities of Remnant, different ones, perhaps."

Ozpin's inner circle quietly ceased their conversation in favor of listening to the others around them, mainly their students. However, on the other spectrum; Raven's mood was slightly darkened. Her emotions further got complicated when Tai decided to sit near to the right of her, two seats away.

"What do you want, Tai?"

"Oh, nothing. I figured that I might as well…"

"I can hear the pun following up. Knock it off."

"Yes, ma'am." Tai sat straight in his chair, respectfully.

"Better."

Qrow rolled his eyes. "Oh great. Tai is still whipped by my sister. Time to drink the memory away."

His flask was intercepted by Maria's cane, who wagged her finger at him.

"No drinking." She raised her cane at the screen. "It's storytime."

In the seats behind them and slightly to the left, Qrow could see Winter sadistically smirking at him.

"I'm too old for this." The huntsman put away his flask and crossed his arms.

Maria snorted and struck him on the shoulder. "Get to my age."

"Yay! It's starting!"

A lone crow was seen flying past a vine-covered stone tower. Its black wings took itself to the gray clouds above, leaving the tower for the world beyond. All that it left was a single feather fell from its body.

Raven scoffed. "Qrow."

"Hey…"

As the feather fell, a soft gentle voice, belonging to Hermione Granger; told an ancient tale. A fairy tale that's been told through generations of witches and wizards.

"There were once three brothers who were traveling along a lonely winding road at twilight."

The feather softly descended into a body of water, sending small ripples through the water. Sickly, pale yellow smoke started to coat the water, consuming the feather underneath the body of water and beginning the tale of the Three Brothers.

"In time, the brothers reached a river too treacherous to pass."

Bright silhouettes occupied the screen. Three puppet figures with exaggerated features were seen upside down on a terrain.

"Shadow puppetry," Ozpin remembered the older times where puppets were used for storytelling and entertainment. "Rare to see any of those these days."

Oobleck smiled, "The wonders of the modern and past eras."

"It certainly brings back memories." Port nodded.

"Why are they upside down?" Nora tried to tilt her neck, but Ren stopped her before she was able to hurt herself.

"It's for visual effects, Nora."

"But being learned in the magical arts, the three brothers simply waved their wands and made a bridge."

The camera slowly pans up as the three brothers waved their wands, revealing that it was just their reflection in the water river.

"Oh. It's just their reflection in the water."

"Couldn't they just jump over the river, or use their magic to fly over it?" Ruby thought out loud on the matter. Magic, in her mind, was something akin to wielding Dust without using Dust. And much more as well.

"Magic is magic." Blake shrugged.

Cinder looked slightly annoyed. "Oh, you have no idea."

Magic is magic. Or weird for that matter. Neither she nor Salem expected the Fall Maiden's power to be split in two with the other half still remaining in the unconscious Fall Maiden. Could the same thing be applied to a semblance or aura? There are still many mysteries that the world has yet to explore or answer.

Vines and roots slowly slithered their way towards both ledges on the opposite side of the river, coiling and mending together to form a solid bridge.

"That looks convenient." Oscar could appreciate the aesthetic presentation since he never been to anything like a theater or puppet show before.

"Before they could cross, however, they found their path blocked by a hooded figure."

The leaves of a giant elder tree that resides on the opposite side of the river started falling off in droves. Like it was blown off by powerful winds. These leaves started funneling to the center of the bridge, swirling into a vortex, materializing into a skeletal figure in ragged robes.

"It was Death, and he felt cheated."

"That sounds bad." Jaune coughed, "And sudden."

"Most fairy tales are like that." Pyrrha patted his back to ease the coughing.

"Quite so." Ozpin agreed.

One of the brothers raised his wand defensively, but quickly lowered his guard slightly as Death surveyed the brothers without making any hostile moves.

"Cheated because travelers would normally drown in the river," The personification of Death straighten himself and put his hand together in a sly manner. "but Death was cunning."

"It always finds a way." Maria contemplates her own mortality seeing how old she was growing, not to mention her close brush with death at the hands of Tock. "What a sly bastard."

"No cursing." Qrow jokingly shot back.

The elderly woman gave him a flat stare. "I ain't letting no youngster tell me what to do."

Death put one hand behind his back, extended an arm down to the ground, and bowed to the three brothers.

"He pretended to congratulate the three brothers on their magic and said that each should earn a prize for having been clever enough to evade him."

"Charming." Roman noted.

"How does that help him?" Emerald had a confused look at Death's logic. Wouldn't it be easier to just kill them outright?

"It's Death." Mercury pointed out. "Creepy dude probably thinks weird. You know, beyond our understanding."

"… Look's like we might see this cunning plan of his." Cinder was slightly intrigued by how this deathly figure acts and thinks. "This prize of theirs might have strings attach to them, or extremely clever planning."

He motioned his hands like a salesman proclaiming that they had won the lottery, luring the eldest brother of the three to come closer. The eldest brother, a bald looking puppet, put away his wand and bravely stepped forth towards Death.

Coco snorted. "This guy walks like a douche."

"Swear! Oscar is here!"

"Um… I'm okay with swearing."

"It's not okay!"

"Right, right. My bad." Coco apologizes.

"He certainly has an attitude." Qrow couldn't help but agree with Coco's statement. The oldest brother seemed to act like he's a gift to the world. "Pretty bold of him to walk straight up to Death like that."

Raven nodded. "He's probably the first one to die."

"The oldest asked for a wand more powerful than any in existence." The eldest brother acted with confidence and arrogance when asked what he wanted.

"So, he's asking for a powerful weapon?" Ruby asked the Hosts.

"In a sense, yes. A wand to a wizard is more than just a weapon and tool."

"His body language certainly conveys that point." Glynda had to admire the puppetry conveying the personality of the brother without any words. Just body language. "Along with his demand for a powerful wand. I presume that these wands help channels their power much like my weapon?"

"Correct."

And Death happily complied with his wish.

"So, Death fashioned him one from an elder tree that stood nearby."

Raising one hand over his palm in a pinching motion, Death started constructing the Elder Wand out of thin air. When he was done, Death gave the wand to the oldest brother, who took it looking awestricken.

The eldest brother held his new wand with amazement, walking away with his new prize to make way for this second oldest brother. Death watched the oldest brother walk away with two beady glowing eyes before turning his gaze towards the second brother.

"That's an eerie look he's giving the brother." Jaune embarrassingly said. It was just a shadow puppet show for Pete's sake.

Maria nodded. "The hungry look Death gives certainly sets off one's primal fear."

"An allusion." Ozpin (somewhat) and Salem may be exempt from death for now. But Death is always watching.

A puppet depicting a man with a pompadour hairstyle stood before Death, dressed in a fancy Victorian-like clothing. When asked what he wanted, the man placed a hand on his chin, pondering what he wanted from Death.

"High-class snob is the vibe I'm getting." Qrow had quaffed down a large quantity amount of alcohol when no one was looking. "Reminds me of someone."

That someone is Jacques Schnee. The CEO of the Schnee Dust Company, and father to Winter and Weiss Schnee.

"The second brother decided he wanted to humiliate Death even further…"

The man motioned his hands in a snobby manner, further telling the audience just what kind of person the second brother is.

"Is he that stupid?" Weiss incredulously asked.

"Yeah. I don't think mocking Death is a good idea. Especially when it's literally there in your face with a personality of its own." Blake wasn't sure, but she wouldn't put it above people to do very stupid things like tempting Death.

Glynda shook her head disdainfully. "By far, one of the most foolish things to do."

"Death always gets the last laugh," Raven said monotonously, understanding that mortality always has their limit. Unless you're Ozpin or Salem.

"… And asked for the power to recall loved ones from the grave."

Death raised both hands and channeled his energy in-between them. A glowing white orb started to form, and with it soon materialized a diamond-shaped prism stone; the Resurrection Stone.

"So, Death plucked a stone from the river and offered it to him."

Ruby and Yang silently pondered about such an item. If it exists, would they be willing to use it to recall Summer Rose? Ruby's biological and Yang's perceived mother? The remaining members of Team STRQ also shared the same thoughts as the two young sisters. Would they be willing to use it to bring back Summer Rose back to life, or should the dead stay dead?

"I wonder if there's a price for such an ability." Ozpin mused. "I doubt Death would allow the dead to come back to life just like that."

The Salem he once knew would stop at nothing to obtain something that powerful, just to bring his original incarnation back to life. Ozpin vanquished that thought. Alas, the ancient era in which the two spent together was long gone, and Salem was no longer who she once was.

The second brother eagerly took it from Death. As the second brother started to leave, he and Death seemed to glare at one another, before Death turned his attention to the final youngest brother of the three.

"Finally, Death turned to the third brother." The third brother's puppet was depicted as a plain, average looking man. "A humble man, he asked for something that would allow him to go forth from that place…" The man spoke to Death respectfully, even bowing a bit with his hands out politely. "Without being followed by Death."

"Ah yes. The humble protagonist." How many times had Roman heard these sorts of cliché stories? Fairy tales were guilty of this the most, but they tend to be old fashion and idealized. "Though I will have to admit. Unlike those other two, this one seems to understand that he's on Death high priority list."

"Can't be followed by Death? I can think of many people who would love that." Sun killed Roman's serious analysis, munching on his banana sweetened popcorns. "Neptune, want some?"

"No thanks."

Death seemed to hesitate a bit, but he complied. Lifting his arm, Death cut a piece of his cloak from his skeletal arm, slicing the fabric with his sharp fingers. Small yellow flares sparked from the cloth when Death started cutting it, turning the darkened fabric into a translucent, starry cloak.

"And so, it was… That Death reluctantly handed over his own Cloak of Invisibility."

"So, this Cloak of Invisibility lets him hide from everyone, including Death?" Yang asked the Hosts.

"Correct."

"Essentially, you're hiding from Death by avoiding being seen by anyone or anything, potentially limiting the number of dangers directed at you. Though dangers unintentionally initiated due to lack of visual contact might have a probable increase in death." Penny explained her logical views on how the Cloak of Invisibility works.

By avoiding danger, you're practically avoiding Death.

"Didn't thought of it like that." Sun scratched his head.

The third brother humbly accepted the Cloak of Invisibility, bowing to Death once more as he left his presence. With the three brothers receiving their gifts, they crossed over the bridge to the other side of the river to reach their destination.

The background slowly darkened.

The three brothers were illuminated by their 'prize' that glowed with untapped energy and power. While the two oldest were busy staring at their items, the third brother placed the cloak over his head and disappeared into the dark, temporarily escaping from Death.

"Best time to hide is now, huh?" Raven could admire that.

Qrow eyed his sister with glazed eyes, though he retains his consciousness and memory. "Speaking from experience, Rae?"

"I'll leave that for you to figure out, little brother." Raven dismisses her brother. "After you sort your drunk thoughts and alcohol addiction."

"Hey, I have my reasons."

"So does my mother," Winter mumbled.

Though their mother has a very good reason for taking up drinking, it still doesn't make it right for her to neglect her children. It's the biggest reason why Winter and Weiss despise alcohol.

"The first brother traveled to a distant village…" A sinister glow was plastered over the eldest brother. The wand in his hand started to shine very brightly, and the brother swung it towards the screen. "… He killed a wizard with whom he had once quarreled."

The screen lit up as the eldest brother discharged his magic, a figure was seen falling through the blinding blast of magic. It was the wizard whom the eldest brother had quarreled. He fell dead to the floor, his body emitting black mists that quickly faded while the eldest brother stood over him in triumph.

"I knew he was nothing but trouble." Glynda distastefully gave her thoughts on the eldest brother.

"Drunk, with the power that the Elder Wand had given him, he bragged of his invincibility." He stared at the wand that had given him so much power and started swinging it around, showing off the Elder Wand that he holds.

"Foolish." Raven shook her head.

Vernal smirked, "He shouldn't be bragging so much when that dinky thing is the source of his so-called invincibility."

"That's what she said." Yang took a jab at the bandit girl.

"Oh, grow up."

The Elder Wand's light filled the room, transiting the viewers to the next scene.

"But that night, another wizard stole the wand…"

"Uh, oh."

"He did deserve it." Blake didn't feel sorry for the bastard.

A hand was seen hovering over the Elder Wand next to a lone lit candle. Its flickering flame shadowed the oldest brother, who had snuggled himself comfortably in his bed. The thief plucked the wand from the table, his shadow then formed over the oldest brother, a knife hovered over his sleeping figure.

"… And slit the brother's throat for good measure."

Roman nodded slightly at that. "Tying up loose ends. No witness, no trail. A mystery that may never be solved."

The flames slowly flickered out as the thief plunged his blade into the oldest brother's neck. The flames faded instantly as the first brother died with splotches of blood spattering the wall.

"And so, Death took the first brother for his own."

"Called it." Raven knew the oldest one was going to die first. "His hubris is what lead him to his death."

Qrow rolled his eyes. "Like you?"

"Qrow…" Tai disapprovingly called out his good friend, taking a quick glance at how Yang reacted to that.

"I'm merely confident in my skills and abilities, not to the point of suicidal confidence." Raven brushed off Qrow's drunken dialogue.

"Death certainly is a crafty character." Cinder admired that sort of next-level play. "Using their own weaknesses, desires, confidence… He gave them their desired prizes and let it guide them to their death. To himself."

"Death is cunning." Ren slowly repeated. "Very cunning."

The scene fades into black, transitioning to the next brother. The second brother.

"The second brother journeyed to his home where he took the stone and turned it thrice in hand." Light creaked into the pitch darkness, slowly illuminating the room of the next scene. The second brother let the stone hovered over his palm, turning it three times. "To his delight, the girl he'd once hoped to marry before her untimely death appeared before him."

A radiant, feminine puppet appeared in the darkness, dressed in her fancy ball gown dress. She danced, twirling, dipping, and singing to her heart content. But as her dancing and singing goes on, the girl started to slow a bit, her light slowly started to ebb away.

"All this guy wanted was to see his crush?" Coco found that a bit sad. In a negative way since it sounded a bit one-sided.

Fox seemed to understand the direction Coco was going. "Let's not make an assumption. For all we know, they could have been together at one point."

"And there are many who would go through many difficulties just to bring their loved ones back," Maria stated, earning a mental nod from Ruby, Yang, Qrow, and Tai.

Mercury rested his head on his hand, looking bored. "I wonder how Death would take this guy."

"Yet, soon she turned sad and cold, for she did not belong in the mortal world."

The second brother sat in his chair near a bright window, watching the girl he loved slowly lost her light. He clutched his face with grief, the curtains on his windows closed, turning the room into darkness.

"I figured such an item isn't so easily used. There is a downside for the deceases." Ozpin muttered.

"Oh…" Ruby uttered a single word. "So, it's not permanent?"

Yang silently sighed and pulled her sister close to her. "Doesn't seem like it."

"How unfortunate, but that is the natural order." If Salem would just accept that, Remnant wouldn't be the Remnant of today. The direction of this world would have gone very differently.

"Driven mad with hopeless longing, the second brother killed himself so as to join her."

As the last light faded from both the window and the girl, it quickly transpired to the second brother hanging himself in a dimly lit room.

"And so, Death took the second brother."

The noose around the second brother's corpse began tugging up into the ceiling.

Light poured down from the ceiling, as Death opened the second brother's home like a dollhouse, reeling in the second brother's corpse with a single hand like a puppet. Death disassembled the 'dollhouse' and snatched the second brother's corpse, holding it close to his chest like it was something precious.

"A smooth transition and depiction of Death claiming his victim." Port complimented the scene. "I must say, it is a pity one doesn't see this sort of fine arts these days.

"Indeed. It certainly gives a unique impression that isn't easily found in the modern era."

Tai chuckled to himself. "Old coots."

Nearby, Raven smirked at Tai's remark. Just like old times.

Death then began searching for the youngest and final brother of the three.

"As for the third brother, Death searched for many years but was never able to find him."

The background went into a time-lapse. The sun and moon rise and fall quickly. Sandstorms and mists clouded through days, months, and years. Still, Death kept searching for the third brother, never able to catch a single glimpse of the man. Every so often, the third brother would unveil himself to keep tabs on Death but never revealed himself to the reaper.

"Everyone plays their own little hide and seek with death, it seems like sometimes they're too good at the game." It hits home for Maria, who sometimes felt she was still playing this lethal game of hide-and-seek. She may have survived Tock's assassination attempt, but her fear of dying has led her to abandon her role as the Grimm Reaper, a huntress. She was nothing but a disappointment.

"Survival is essentially just that, huh?" Emerald leaned back, wondering how lucky she was to meet Cinder. She owes the young woman her life.

Raven couldn't have said it any better.

"Only when he attained a great age did the youngest brother…" Death paused and steadily turned towards a presence behind him. A young boy stood before Death, but that's not who Death was seeking. It was the third brother whom Death detected. "… Shed the Cloak of Invisibility and give it to his son."

"Life goes on it seems. You live, age, then die."

Unless the individual is Salem, but Glynda didn't know that the Grimm Queen is immortal. As for Ozpin/Ozma. He'll still perish, but he'll move on to his next incarnation. It isn't exactly immortality, more of body-hopping.

"You can run from Death, but you can't run from time." Ironwood rubbed his chin. "There's a deeper, profound meaning in between the lines of this story. Many messages in fact."

Ozpin softly smiles and took a sip from his mug. "The wonders and lessons of a fairy tale."

The third brother faded into view. He took off his cloak and put it around his son. The man took one last look to his son before welcoming Death.

"He then greeted Death as an old friend, and went with him gladly, departing this life as equals."

Death placed his hand on the third brother's shoulder and unfurl his wings, ready to take the third brother with him.

Ruby was surprised by that. "He has wings?"

"Certain culture depicts the personification of Death with wings." Oobleck had studied ancient cultures and their beliefs, or what remained of them. Though some cultures survived to modern-day. "Death would carry the soul to the afterlife, using his wings to travel between the world of the living and dead."

On cue, a large flock of crows that were sitting on the broken fences and trees also spread out their wings and flew with Death; escorting them to the afterlife.

Qrow grimaced at that, reminding him of Summer Rose. His presence, like the crows on screen, is the harbinger of death. Sadden by this, he opened his flask and emptied it into his stomach. By his side, Maria notices the change in his demeanor but kept silent about it for the time being. It appears to be really personal.

As Death took off, the third brother's son looked down sadly at the loss of his father and faded out of sight. One day, he may shed his Cloak of Invisibility and be reunited with his father.

"Aw… Poor guy." Velvet's ears flopped a bit.

Ruby silently agreed, sympathizing with what the young boy was possibly going through.

But for now, the Tale of The Three Brothers…

Comes to an end.

The room slowly lit up, the viewing has ended.

Port thoughtfully hummed, "Death comes in three forms here. Murder, suicide, and natural causes."

"The first brother, the second brother, and the third brother. This tale seems to teach the meaning of life and death." Ozpin wisely nodded, writing the entire summary and possibly the whole tale into his notebook. "It also seems to teach the listeners how not to be brash, too emotionally dependent, incautious, or irresponsible."

"All in one." It certainly holds a lot of deep meaning compared to most tales Winter had heard.

Raven slightly sneered and decided to take a jab at Ozpin once more. "I supposed these three items of theirs is real?"

"Correct. Though the tale of how those artifacts came to be is not entirely true to what was shown."

"I wonder how much of Remnant's fairy tale is based on truth." Raven coolly stared at Ozpin.

The mood suddenly turned heavy as Raven and Ozpin stared down one another. The wizard held his ground, looking confident and sure of himself while Raven became more and more agitated. Everyone could see that something was up, something about fairy tales holding some truth to them.

And no one was more interested than Yang.

"Raven."

"Stay out of this." Raven huffed and crossed her arms. "It has nothing to do with you, Tai. Let's move on to the next already."

"The next viewing might be disturbing on some levels. A fight to the death between users wielding unique weapons known as Imperial Arms or Teigu."

"Tei… Gu?" Oobleck rolled the word around his tongue.

"This will be interesting." Mercury sat back. "What do you have for us, Hosts?"


NEXT: Akame ga Kill! - Zank vs Tatsumi and Akame

Looking to do more with Akame ga Kill! and Yu Yu Hakusho. World Trigger as well...

UBW Rune has been taken down at the request of the author.

Be patients with requests.


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