Ruby stood in a store reading a magazine whilst listening to music. But she really wasn't listening to the music, she was listening to the current break-in. Footsteps approached. They yelled at her if she had a death wish. That's it, just a little closer and…
Ruby teleported behind the thug and preformed a bicycle kick, sending them through the window. She jumped out at alarming speed, pursuing the man mid-air. Ruby then extended Crescent Rose and stuck it into the ground to clothesline the flying man, causing him to slump to the pavement. She then flipped back around and faced the other men and their leader, a man dressed in a white suit with a black bowler hat.
"Hello boys, lovely evening for a stroll, isn't it?" Ruby joked, following her teachings about siking out one's opponent.
"Okay then… Get her!" Torchwick commanded.
"Up-bup-bup!" Ruby drew Executioner and Cremator and aimed them leg-level at the goons. "I'm not particularly one for violence, but please drop your weapons before I drop your kneecaps." Ruby grinned maniacally.
The thugs looked at one-another and hastily dropped their weapons. Torchwick grunted.
"Buffoons, absolutely worthless." He criticized, twirling his cane.
"I think I told you to drop it, mister." Ruby stared daggers at Torchwick, her grip tightening.
"Oh! But it's just like you said, Red. Tis a lovely evening for a stroll, and I mustn't do so without my trusty…" Torchwick pointed his Can at Ruby and the cap flipped open, "…Cane."
The cane then shot a burst of fire, similar to that of a firework. Ruby, in the blink of an eye, stowed her two revolvers, grabbed her scyther-rifle and backflipped into the air, completely avoiding the blast. When she landed, Ruby looked around for Torchwick, only to find him scaling the side of the building using a ladder. Ruby smirked and sped off to the building.
As Torchwick reached the rooftop, he found a one: Ruby Rose waiting there for him. She stood firm and had Crescent Rose pointed at him in high-calibre mode.
"Going somewhere?" Ruby said sternly, her eyes narrowing.
Torchwick panted, and then smirked. "Yes, actually. And my ride is here right about… now." Roman finished just as a bullhead pulled up along the ledge Roman was standing on. With a short hop backwards, Torchwick was on the airship, and then casually strolled into the cockpit. "So long, Red!" He called as he vanished out of sight.
"That little girl is on-par with any huntress I've seen, best you take care of her." He told the pilot as they swapped. The ship rocked violently. The pair looked out the cockpit to see ruby loading a second soul-infused round into Crescent Rose. Torchwick looked at his associate with a deadpanned look. "See what I mean?"
"You're not getting away that easy!" Ruby yelled as she prepared to fire her second shot into the now exposed wiring of the left wing. But before she did so a woman, with her face shrouded in darkness, appeared in the hanger of the ship and deflected the shot into another portion of the building, creating a giant creator in its wake. The woman smirked behind the shadows.
"Quite interesting indeed…"
The woman's clothing then lit up as she fired a blast of fire At Ruby, who had no visible intent of dodging it. And she didn't need to. As the fireball was a metre away from Ruby, it hit an invisible wall that sent a white glowing shockwave int the shape of a bubble around Ruby. A projected semblance shield.
"Roman! Get us out of here!" the woman yelled, realizing if they didn't leave now, they may not leave at all. Ruby saw the Bullhead pulling away and leapt into the air. She began flying towards the bullhead before a crystal of fire dust flew out of the ship. Ruby quickly attempted to swoop under the explosion but was still too close and was knocked down onto a rooftop.
As she watched the ship disappear into the distance, a figure stepped in front of her. She was a woman wearing a black skirt, white blouse and purple cape. She was blonde with glasses and held a riding crop.
"You're a huntress…" Ruby stared in awe. She then jumped up hastily.
"Can I have your autograph?"
Ruby was now sitting in a small, dark room with a single light whilst being scolded by the huntress who had taken her there.
"I hope you understand your actions tonight will not be taken lightly, young lady!" Glynda berated Ruby who sat, downtrodden, in a metal chair. "I would have intervened as soon as possible if not for… a certain somebody's request."
Ruby looked up at Glynda. "Who's?"
Glynda moved to the door. "You'll find out right now because he wishes to speak to you." And with that, Glynda opened the door, revealing a tall man dressed in mainly different shades green who was carrying a mug of what Ruby presumed was coffee and a plate of cookies. He had silver hair that was swept over his face, slightly covering one of his eyes, and wore a pair of spectacles.
"Ruby Rose," Ozpin said simply as he leant closer to Ruby. "You… Have silver eyes." Ozpin observed.
"Yes," Ruby smiled, "Yes I do."
Ozpin smiled back. He set the plate of cookies down and gestured for Ruby to take some, which she happily obliged. "So! I heard you were a scythe wielder, and quite a good one at that."
"Yes, I am! Not to boast or anything, but I am downright amazing!" Ruby most certainly did boast.
"So tell me, where would a young girl, like yourself, learn to wield one of the most dangerous weapons ever to grace Remnant?"
"Uh… Um… S-Signal academy! That's where I go to, I was taught combat there." Ozpin just stared at her. "Mostly…?" Ruby shrugged awkwardly, "…My uncle, Qrow, also taught me a lot, too." Ruby hastily, yet smoothly covered her ambiguous answer, taking another cookie as she did so.
"So, why would a lovely girl like you be attending a school to train warriors?" Ozpin asked almost rhetorically, as he already knew the answer.
"Well, I want to become a huntress," Ruby answered
"And why's that?"
Ruby looked at him, and then at Glynda. "I don't think I'm allowed to tell you."
Ozpin smiled. "Excuse me Glynda, but I would like to have a private word with Ms Rose." Glynda nodded and left the room so that only Ruby and Ozpin remained. "Do not worry Ms Ruby, I know all about your mentor, Miss R."
"Y-you do?!" Ruby asked, alarmed.
"Yes, I am one of the extraordinarily few people to be acquainted with her. So should it come to me as a surprise that she comes to me to turn in a favour." Ozpin slid a letter to Ruby over the table. Ruby took the letter, opened it and read.
Dear O,
I am writing to you because I would like to call upon one of the many favours you so desperately owe me. I have, for some time now, taken on an apprentice (Huk P ohcl lclyf pualuapvu mvy oly av iljvtl tf zbjjlzzvy hz aol ulea Nypt Ylhwly) and have been teaching her how to become an exemplary huntress as well as a silver-eye user. However, I fear that her current education is not suited to her heightened knowledge and skills, so that is why I am asking you to permit Ruby entry to Beacon, two years earlier than her standard curriculum. I have the utmost faith that she will exceed your expectations.
-R.
When Ruby looked up from the letter, she found Ozpin smirking at her gobsmacked face.
"Welcome to Beacon, Ruby."
Ruby stood in the airship, watching Patch go past, and now Vale underneath her. Nobody had achieved what she had, two years early in what was the most prestigious Huntsman school in Remnant.
However, her thought was cut short, along with her air.
Yang had gripped Ruby in a bear hug that would have crushed Ruby's spine if it had not been for her aura.
"THIS IS AWESOME!" Yang shouted, drawing varying levels of attention to the pair from the other passengers. "I always knew you'd do something like this, you were bound to pass me academically at some point, but to skip two years and straight into Beacon?!" Yang danced around on the spot. "It's fucking awesome!"
Ruby giggled at her older sister's antics. "Thanks, Yang. It feels good going to Beacon. Maybe I'll actually get a challenge there." Ruby said wistfully.
Yang gave her a chip on the shoulder. "C'mon Rubes, you can't blame us all for not having an awesome private mentor and not being able shooting laser beams from our eyeballs." Yang joked.
"Yaaaaang!" Ruby groaned. "You promised never to say that stuff again, last time you did, Grim went on for a three-hour lecture on silver eys and pure soul manipulation!" Ruby remembered the haunting time that happened.
Yang rubbed the back of her head as she leaned to one side. "Yeah, sorry bout' that."
Ruby turned to the windows. "Look, Yang, I don't want to be treated any more special than I should. Just another student who proved that they were good enough to get into Beacon."
"Yeah, two years early." Yang jabbed. Ruby punched her softly on the shoulder, grumpily smiling at her sister.
"Just promise you'll be here for me," Ruby asked Yang.
Yang smiled affectionately at Ruby. "You've got my word sis."
"Good, cause I need a punching bag."
"Aw come on!"