KS: (exhales) My current college term is almost over, so I'm going to try and write some more. Keep in mind that I am spiritually drained and just writing these taxing as hell. (sighs) But enough about my problems. I'll let you read now.

Team RNJR, accompanied by Lilac, left the village and continued onwards. Upon seeing the new arrival, Nora bombarded the young man with all sorts of questions. Whether he didn't have the answers to them or didn't want to answer them was up to debate. Ruby laughed at this for a while, but stopped when she noticed Jaune and Ren walking at a fair distance between them.

"Did something happen between them?" she asked Nora.

"It's complicated," Nora replied solemnly. "The gist of it is that Ren thinks he's letting what happened with... Pyrrha affect his abilities to lead. Although, given how we've been doing lately, I don't think I can blame him..."

Jaune grit his teeth and clenched his fists at the mention of Pyrrha.

"Um," Lilac spoke out, bring attention to himself. "I know this isn't my place to ask, but who was this... Pyrrha?"

Naturally, the group had varied reactions to his question, which may come off as somewhat insensitive. Nora looked uneasy about approaching the topic, Jaune tried to appear indifferent and Ren showed some annoyance at said indifference. Therefore, Ruby took it upon herself to answer.

"Pyrrha... was a friend of ours. A good friend."

Noting the somber look on her face, Lilac decided to take a more subtle approach.

"Tell me everything you know about her. I assure you, I won't press too hard."

Ruby was taken aback from his consideration, but managed to give out a smile regardless.

"Okay, I'll tell you all about her..."

Weiss let out a heavy sigh as she laid her bed. Well, to be technical, it wasn't exactly her bed. It was just a regular bed. She rented a room at an inn in a local village. It was well guarded with plenty of available personnel, so the threats of any Grimm or bandits were pretty tame.

It wasn't luxorious, but it sure beat being a prisoner in her own home.

"How long has it been since we've been split apart?" she mused as she laid on the bed.

That was a question that continued the plague the heiress upon escaping from Atlas. How long has Team RWBY been seperated? She estimated that it was somewhere around five to eight months, but honestly, she was too focused on her summoning to really keep track.

But the main point was that she missed them deeply. She missed Ruby's hyperactive outlook, Blake's silent demenor and Yang's firey passion. It pained her to admit, but her life just seemed empty without them.

"I really miss them," she said silently, turning over.

She closed her eyes and fell into a deep slumber.

Even though the bed was far from high class, Weiss slept well. She was well rested and ready to take on anything that would come her way. Speaking of which, she immediately remembered what Winter was talking about before she left. She mentioned to her that she encountered a Beowolf, but none like any other she had seen before. It had white fur and blue markings, but there was one detail that truly made it stand out. One that made Weiss both intrigued and disturbed at the same time.

"What is a young girl doing chained up to that Beowolf?" she wondered. "If it is someone's idea of a sick joke, I don't find it funny in the slightest."

She packed her belongings and stood at the clerk's desk to return her key. Much to her dismay, no one was attending the desk, evident by the sign being there.

"Well, that's just wonderful," she sighed. "Oh well, it's not like I'm in a hurry or anything."

She waited at the desk for someone to show up. Even if she was in no rush to leave, she wished that someone would come by soon.

"Hey, did you hear about that weird Beowolf last night?"

Weiss ears perked up at the mention of the Beowolf from one of the bellhops.

"Hear about it? One of the huntsmen from Mistral came in with scars and burns all over his body," the other said. "And get this, the guy said that it shot some kind of laser."

"A Beowolf shooting lasers? What's next, Nevermores breathing fire?"

"Hey man, I don't believe this as much as you, but it's something to think about. If Grimm are starting to evolve, it wouldn't hurt to take some neccessary measures, you know?"

"Yeah, can't argue with that point. Although, I don't think I'm going to get much sleep with this Beowolf nonesense running though my head all day."

As the bellhops concluded their conversation, the mention of the Beowolf made alarm bells ring in Weiss' mind.

"First it was spotted in Atlas, and now it's around this area? Just kind of Beowolf is it?" She sighed and shook her head. "I better keep on going if I am to catch up... and now I just realize that I'm behind on my summoning. Why must I be so careless?"

Weiss made a mental note to do more training before she left the village.

"Excuse me, miss."

She turned around to see the clerk now standing at the desk. She had a slim figure with long brown hair and gentle yellow eyes. She wore a lime green kimono with floral patterns.

"Have you stayed here long enough?"

"Yes," Weiss answered, handing her the key. "I must say, your beds are quite comfortable."

The clerk smiled from her compliment. "Aw, thank you. We use cotton imported from Mistral for the sheets, accompanied by hand-woven pillow covers. I tell you, if there's one thing Mistral takes pride in, it's definitely weaving."

"Right..." Weiss a little unnerved at how one can be so interested in weaving. "Anyway, I'm prepared to leave now."

"Oh yes, just hand me the key and you can be on your way."

Weiss handed the key to the clerk, but she did, her arm was suddenly grabbed.

"W-What's going on? You said, that I could be on my way if I handed the key."

The clerk smiled. "Oh, forgive me, I wasn't being specific. What I meant was you can be on your way... to a body bag."

Weiss was about to ask what the clerk meant, but then she saw a tattoo on her neck. A tattoo of a disturbingly familiar emblem.

"You're kidding," she said in a low whisper. "You're with the White Fang?"

The "clerk" let out a dark chuckle. "Yeah, I'm with them. In fact, they've been tailing you ever since you left home. And they happened to send me to this village to intercept you."

Weiss' face grew pale as she attempted to escape the assassin's grip. "Did you kill the original clerk of this inn?"

The assassin scoffed. "Please, do you really think it's easy to just kill someone and take their place? I took the job with no one being the wiser. Hell, they don't even know I'm a faunus."

Weiss managed to escape the grip and pointed Myrtenaster towards her. "I don't know who sent you after me, but I won't let my life be claimed by some lowly assassin."

Said assassin glared at her and removed her kimono, revealing a black tank top and matching pants and boots. As well as large wings that unfolded upon taking off the kimono.

"A bird? I never seen anything like you before," Weiss said in astonishment.

The assassin growled. "It's going to be the last thing you see once I'm through with you."

She flew a few meters off the ground, then charged towards Weiss, who guarded herself with her sword. The assassin knocked her back, causing her to hit the wall. Weiss changed the barrel and used a glyph that shot fire towards the assassin, but she dodged it with little effort.

"Ha! It's going to take more than fire works to finish me off," she sneered, flapping her wings quickly. She shot her feathers towards Weiss, which she quickly dodged.

"How did you get your feathers to do that?" Weiss asked in shock.

"I'm a bird, we're capable of doing that," the assassin said. "We're also capable of picking up our prey to great heights and dropping them. I had thought about doing the same to you, but think it would be much satisfying to tear you to bits instead."

Weiss scowled at the threat and used a glyph to launch herself towards the assassin, who was caught off guard and knocked through the wall. The commotion was enough to get a few people's attention, but neither seemed to care.

"May I ask you a question?" Weiss said, her weapon still pointed at the assassin.

She looked at the heiress with her head tilted and scoffed. "Sure, but I doubt whatever answer I give will matter once I'm through with you."

Weiss proceeded with her question. "Why did you wait so long to try to kill me? You had plenty of chances when I was out in the wildnerness."

"Oh, that?" The assassin laughed. "Well, I just thought it would be fun to spill the blood of some Schnee spawn in a nice establishment. I have a tendancy of doing that."

"You mean you revel in murderning people of high status in well-receptive places?" Weiss glared in disgust. "You're disgusting."

"Oh, don't act like you've got the moral high ground, princess," the assassin growled. "Last I checked, you're family's business ruined the lives of my people. Keeping them enslaved, making them suffer in poor conditions... I swear, the liberation of faunus will start with your spilled blood."

She charged towards Weiss once more, but she was prepared as she summoned a temporal glyph that slowed her movements to a crawl.

"Did you honestly believe I would be caught off guard by such a brutish approach once more?" she asked distainfully. "For an assassin, you have a bad habit of underestimating people."

The assassin attempted to free herself from the glyph, but it's affects lowered her mobility drastically.

"Huh. I think I wasted that glyph," Weiss mused. "No matter. It's about time I ended this."

She immediately disolved the current glyph and replaced it with two smaller ones that shot ice at the assassin's wings, freezing them solid.

"What?!" she screamed as she fell to the ground. It didn't take long for her to noticed her frozen wings. "How dare you!"

Weiss smirked. "It's appears that no longer have the ability to fly."

"Maybe not... but that doesn't mean I can't kill you!"

She took out two knives and charged towards Weiss with full intent to finish her. Weiss prepared to do the same.

Until the sound of a gunshot rang out, followed by the sound of ice shattering.

"AGHHHHHHHH!"

And the assassin's anguished screams followed as well. Everyone present was shocked, but Weiss was damn near horrified at the sight of one of her wings suddenly exploding.

"That's the last time you terrorize a village, Marron."

A deep voice made itself heard. Before Weiss could make heads or tails out of what just happened, she saw a rather intimidating man walk up to the assassin. He wore a gray chest plate with a black longcoat and matching pants along with a cowboy hat and a scarf that covered his face.

"I've been tracking you for a while," he said, kneeling down to her. "Who would've thought that you went into hiding in this village?"

The assassin glared at figure. "I wasn't hiding, I was- GAH!"

The man grabbed the remains of her wing, causing her great discomfort.

"I don't care what you were doing here, your killing days are over." He turned Weiss, who flinced from his gaze. "Who might you be, girl?"

She was put off for a moment, but quickly regained her composure. "I-I'm Weiss Schnee."

"Schnee, huh?" He looked at Weiss and then turned to the assassin. "I'm guessing you were her target, then?"

"It would appear so."

The man knocked out tied up the assassin and lifted her over her shoulder. "Well, this one's killing days are over. Once I get her to Mistral, no one will have to suffer."

Upon hearing the kingdom's name, Weiss was reminded something important. She heard from one of the bellhops that a huntsman from Mistral encounted the strange Beowolf. She wondered if she could get some clues about the creature.

"Excuse me, but you said you were going to Mistral, correct?"

The man started to walk off, but stopped. "Yes, I am."

Before Weiss could asked, he asked a question of his own.

"Did you think I'll let you tag along?"

Weiss was slightly caught off guard, but continued regardles. "If it's not an inconvience to you."

"Hmm... give me one reason why I should let you follow me?"

"I'm investigating something. A Beowolf with white fur."

"White fur... did this Beowolf had a girl chained to it?"

Weiss nodded.

"Heh... well, ain't that something."

The man began to walk and the crowed parted to get out of his way. Weiss appeared to be disappointed that she was unable to follow, seeing how he gave no answer. But to her surprise, the man stopped.

"What are you standing around for?" he asked.

Weiss was confused. "I... I beg your pardon?"

The man turned around. "Come on. If we head out now, we can get to the kingdom before noon."

She snapped out of her stupor and quickly followed the man. With his help, she could be one step further to learning more about the Beowolf.

KS: Now, for those wondering what the white Beowolf is all about, I suggest you head to my DA account, phantomblade88, to get a better idea. Keep in mind that I'm still working on the individual stories for each character over there, which happen to resemble interaction in the arcade mode of a fighting game, no less. I am going to work harder to improve on my writing now that my college stuff is all done, so feel free to comment. Good day, everyone.