Guess what's coming up next? That's right; everyone's favorite character Weiss Schnee…. Yeah. So I decided to change it up and move away from the healing church and move towards the large factor of Cainhurst and the Vilebloods thanks to a certain someone that pointed it out, (Thanks). It also makes it easier to tie it in as well, but besides that; let's slide into this winter wonderland.
"Blood to Hunters Borne to Beginnings; Weiss Schnee, the Martyr and the Vileblood."
"One of the many badges crafted by the Healing Church. The silver sword is a symbol of a Church Hunter. Ludwig was the first of many Healing Church members to come, many of whom were clerics.
As it was, clerics transformed into the most hideous beasts."
"One of the badges crafted by the Healing Church.
The radiant sword indicates the heirs to the will of Ludwig.
These Hunters, also known as Holy Blades, are what remains of an ancient line of heroes that date back to a very early age of honor and chivalry."
The ice-cold wind chilled even the warmest of abodes as the white-haired girl sat in front of the fireplace, alone. The fireplace alone illuminated the room that she resided in, more out of choice of the girl then the equipment that lied within. A slight chill ran up her back as the wind howled outside her window and she shivered softly as she curled up more, closing her arms over her legs.
Unknown to her, a black gloved hand appeared upon the doorknob of the door. It slowly pushed open, not allowing a single sound to escape with it, and entered a strange looking man. A figure covered in a silver-plated armor and a red cape trailing behind slowly entered the room and closed the door behind them. From the rooms darkness, the figure was hidden from the fire, and walked in the shadows only to be illuminated upon walking into the moonlight.
They placed their hand onto their back pocket and revealed a letter adorned with a wax seal and a strange symbol. A cough came from the girl in front of the fire, and the figure stepped back to hide. The girl turned around with a curious, but also saddened expression upon her face.
"Are you one of the maids? If so, please leave. I do not require anything at the given moment." She sighed and waved her hand off weakly.
A scoff came from the figure and the girl spun around once again with a more concerned look on her face. "Me, a maid? You must retract your statement girl, for to insult one, a knight of Queen Annalise, is hardly admirable."
The girl now look much more worried as she began to stand up. Her ice blue eyes reflected the snowfall from outside, and within those eyes, caught a slight glimpse of the figure standing in the dark. The figure stepped forward and knocked over a book which flipped open to a picture resembling them. Underneath the picture, a quote lied there.
"Silver armor worn by the royal guards who protect Annalise, Queen of the Vilebloods at Cainhurst Castle.
This paper-thin silver armor is said to deflect blood of ill-intent, and is what allows the royal guards to capture prey for their beloved Queen, so that one day, she may bear a Child of Blood."
The figure picked the book up and closed it in their hands. "I see that out of your kind you are a scholar of sorts, yes?"
The girl shook her head. "I do read, but that's just a book about fairy tales. Who are you?"
A slight chuckled came from the figure. "Fairy tales or not, anything can be true until proven not. You interest me even further girl, and I would place my hopes that the queen would as well." Upon finishing the sentence, the figure stepped out into the light completely, allowing themselves to be coated in the light of the fire.
Upon notice, the figure was rather slim and hinted towards that of a female that rested within the armor. That was soon confirmed as the knight removed their helmet and revealed a woman with short blond hair that fell to her shoulders.
"W..whh..what would the Queen of..of Vilebloods want with me?" The girl asked as she began to step towards the door.
"Do not worry for your safety young girl, for I know the Queen quite well," She noticed that the girl relaxed her shoulders and stopped moving towards the door. 1
"I personally know potential when I see it, and the Queen would except someone such as yourself to meet with her…" The woman glanced towards the swords that hung above the fire place and placed a hand on her chin.
"The sword, how do you fair with it girl?"
The girl seemed taken back as she stared at the swords as well, then back to her. "I've been taking lessons since I plan on becoming a hunter."
A smile crept onto the woman's face. "Then lets truly check if you would be considered even 'ready' to meet the Queen."
She walked forward and pulled one of the swords off its mantle and held it out to the girl with ease, as if there was no weight behind it at all. It was quickly confirmed that there was most weight in the sword as the girl almost let it drop in her hands from the sudden surprise she received.
"I won't strike back, but instead I want you to show me what you currently can do with that sword."
The girl looked at her with confusion in her eyes. "How am I supposed to do much while wearing this?" She waved a hand across her body signifying that it would be rather difficult to move in a nightgown.
The woman gained a look as if she was thinking and shook her head. "I guess you're not that far yet are you. Fear not, the Queen won't turn away someone that I bring personally." She turned around and picked up the letter that she originally placed on the table and placed it back into a pocket within her armor.
The girl was still holding the sword, and standing still as the woman walked to the door while holding her helmet under her arm. She turned around and motioned towards her. "The night is young, young Hunter, let us make most of it before time itself decides that it does not want you to go to Cainhurst."
The girl looked around and laid down the sword before walking over to the knight. "Do I need to change to be in audience with the Queen?"
The woman shook her head. "If you show respect in front of her, you will be granted audience with the Queen, so fear not young Hunter. I will tell you more to ease your mind as we ride there." The knight put on her helmet and opened the door, which in turn looked much different than the hallway that lead to the door originally.
The girl looked out the door and noticed that It was really the front of her house and that a horse drawn carriage was waiting for them out there as well. The knight casually walked out the door and down the steps towards the carriage, leaving the girl to her own choices. The cold air chilled her deep down to her bones, but the knight she saw in front of her acted as if nothing affected her.
The girl looked back into the room, but more closely at the fire that was within the fireplace. A quick glance back at the knight, and into the room once more, and she darted out into the cold with only a nightgown and slippers to match them to catch up to the night.
The cold affected her eyes and made it difficult for her to make out the details of the carriage in front of her, but she could tell that there was no driver sitting up at front. It was brushed off quickly as she could hear voice of the woman and another individual which she assumed to be the driver. Finally making her way across the snow laced field, she arrived right next to the door, which in turn was being held open the knight.
"Would you like a lift Hunter?"
She held out her hand, and the girl in turn took ahold of it and lifted herself up into the carriage. The inside was a deep crimson red, and black to accompany it as well. The seats were covered in a sort of fur that she had never seen, or felt before.
Before she could inspect it any further, the knight climbed into the carriage as well and sat across from her. Before the girl could speak up, the knight held up her hand.
"I said I would share you a part of my story to ease your mind, and that is what I shall do. After I finish though, you must promise me to let your eyes fall; is that a promise?"
The young girl nodded. "My name is Heleanor of the Winter." The young girl blinked a few times before leaning forward with wide eyes.
A slight laugh left the knight. "A sort of irony to it don't you suppose? I've had this name and title for most of my life, but for that same amount of time I was nothing before the Queen. I was hiding away in the kingdom of Cainhurst for most of my life when I received the blood transfusion, there was no escape; only a broken bridge and monsters that crept the land."
A look of worry came over the girl. "Don't worry young Hunter, you'll be safe if you're with me."
"I appeared before the Queen in only rags, much worse than yourself, and she accepted me into the Vileblood order, to serve her as a protector and deliverer is all my life now."
With a simple glance, one would miss the designs that sat upon the armor of the knight. Almost entrancing, the girl began to let her eyes fall, for the heaviness that accompanied them was almost unbearable.
"I never caught your name young Hunter, just what might fit one such as yourself."
A slight mumble came from her lips, and if listened to carefully enough, you could hear a name like that of a Queen herself.
"Weiss Schnee…" and with that, the young girl fell into a deep sleep.
When Weiss awoke, she was no longer within the carriage, but instead was sitting in a chair in a dark empty room, but even that was wrong. Across from her was a man wearing a light blue colored clothing that had engravings of fancy symbols upon it along with what seemed like buttons as well. A dirty blond hairstyle sat atop his head, and a smile accompanied it as he was reading a book that sat in his hands.
What seemed strange is that his clothing matched that of a certain group of individuals within the book that was back at home. She thought a little bit more as she stared at him, then it clicked for her.
"Attire worn by the band of executioners commanded by the martyr Logarius.
Later became the basis for all Church attire, with its heavy draping of Holy Shawl.
As the great Logarius once said, "Acts of good are not always wise, and acts of evil are not always foolish, but regardless, we shall always strive to be good."
That last phrase allowed Weiss to relax, for she thought if someone adorned that clothing, they would be well hearted individuals. The man finally noticed that she was staring at him and waved over towards her. She returned the gesture with a slight smile.
He rose to his feet and walked his wave over to her, but what stood out the most was not his demeanor, but rather the rather large wheel that was upon his back. I was so strange that a wheel of all sorts would rest on someone's back.
He finally made his way up to her and kneeled to her as a sign of respect.
"Greetings girl, young Hunter from the looks of it." A Harty laugh left his lungs.
She looked down and noticed that she was no longer in her nightgown, but rather a much different colored version of that of the Cainhurst armor as it was more of an ice white, and with it an ice white cape on the back instead of the original red. This confused Weiss greatly as she padded herself down to assure what she saw was indeed real. The man in front of her just kept a smile on his face the entire time.
"You can call me Alfred. Protégé of Master Logarius, hunter of Vilebloods. Must I say that today is possibly the greatest day ever. The ruler of the Vilebloods is alive no longer in the standards of life, and my master with finally be honored in martyrdom from my actions."
Weiss was taken aback by the Alfred's words as everything around her seemed to move much faster than she would like too. A slight stumble brought her to her knees and Alfred caught her before she could fall to the ground.
"I know you just woke up from your long rest from the ride, but rest assured worry not. You will not see the queen today, nor ever either. Instead remember that the blood is something that is always within us, and to never reject it, but never let it corrupt you either…" Everything went blank for Weiss after the ending of his sentence and she lost consciousness once more.
Alfred stood up with the girl in his arms and with a facial expression much different than before. He walked out of the small room and into what looked like a throne room. Upon the throne was a bloody clumped mess that seemed to still pulsate with life, and right at the foot of the mess was the body of the knight that he fought before approaching the Queen.
His face made a look of disgust as he stared at the scene before him and began to walk away and into the chilled night on the roof of Cainhurst castle.
"No child, Hunter or not, should ever see one's madness or the deeds that go with it."
He reached into his pocket on his cloak and pulled out a shining necklace that pulsed white, and was shaped like that of a sword.
"I hope you'll make better use of these more than I do young Hunter, for I've succeeded in my mission, hopefully you will do so with yours as well in time."
He placed both the shining sword shaped badge and wheel shaped badge around her neck and walked off the roof and down a path into a building were bodies were thrown about and blood was spayed everywhere.
Time passed and by the time Weiss woke back up, she was still sitting in front of the fireplace and it was indeed still night time outside her window. The two things that stood out most to her was the two necklaces that were draped around her neck, and the armor that she was wearing upon her. Within the armor was the same white letter that the knight took with her. How it ended up with Weiss was unknown, but everything still seemed hazy to her, and she decided it was much more important to figure this out later with the ability to stay awake for more than ten minutes.
To point this little bit out; Queen Annalise of the Vilebloods is based off the real famous serial killer in history, Elizabeth Bathory. She was believed to have killed hundreds of young girls and bath in their blood in turn to 'keep her youthfulness'.
I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter, I really do. It seemed a little rushed, but then again, I myself was rushed and I wanted to get it out on time for you people. If you have any questions, comments, or complaints; you know where to leave them. Professor is sighing off tonight.
"Blood to Hunters Borne to Beginnings; Ruby Rose and the meeting of the Old Hunters"