The Maiden With Two Souls

by Donkichu

Nermina just had one job; get rid of the ogres and return to Majula. Things suddenly change when instead of a beached coffin, she finds a metal pod with girl with a scarred face inside, comatose. From then on, things take an unexpected turn.

2. Chapter 2: Meld

Here is the second prologue, and honestly I'll be taking some liberties with certain things from both series, such as Estus replenishment or the powers of the maidens, I hope this doesn't throw off many people.

Disclaimer: I own neither RWBY nor Dark Souls, the belong to Roosterteeth and From Software respectively.

Chapter 2

All Amber remembered about what happened was the arrow, her anger, and the feeling of losing her powers. After that, there was only darkness and the sensation of floating, as if she were in water.

Then there was a light, shining through some strange crack in the sky.

She wanted to make a sound, to move around, but her body didn't respond, her injuries had severely crippled her. After a few minutes of listening and watching, she realised something. The energy of this world didn't feel right, it felt... tainted, like if it was infected by some plague. That exact moment is when she heard footsteps, and realised she was trapped in a pod.

"I wish I had a healthy body," She desperately thought, "please, if gods truly exist, take me home!"

Her pod hissed as it opened, she then felt a gauntleted hand on her arm.

Suddenly, she felt as though she was being disassembled and put back together, the person coming with her screaming. Foreign memories flooded her mind, and she could feel herself grasping her head in agony as memories began clashing with each other before being sorted again. She felt as if she were dying, before suddenly being rejuvenated.

Amber felt the familiar energy of Remnant, "What is Remnant? Where am I?" She thou-wait a moment, those weren't her thoughts, and why can't she feel anything? She still couldn't move, but her eyes opened involuntarily.

She wasn't in the pod anymore, but that's not what caught her attention. What caught Amber's attention was the feeling of armor and clothing on her person, and she didn't feel the least bit tired or weak from being comatose for so long. "Where am I? What happened?" Once again, those weren't her thoughts.

A foreign thought came to the forfront of her mind.

"My name is Nermina."