A.N. I have two more Finals left. One today and one due tomorrow. That's why I'm stocking up on a few chapters to release over time. If you didn't know, this was written on Sunday.
"Zzz..."
"Pst- Hey Cinder, wake up."
"W-Wha? Izzit done yet?"
"Yeah, you slept through the final act." And Rory didn't blame her either. Honestly, the concert was nice... but that's it. It was kind of boring even if the music was good and that Weiss had a good voice.
"Why ar—," Cinder yawned, "Why are we even here?"
"I wanted to see if I could recruit someone else, but I don't see them here."
"Who? Weiss Schnee?" Cinder asked with a sarcastic drawl.
"Nope! Her sister." Rory didn't know how old Winter was, but he guessed she was still at least a huntress-in-training or whatever military equivalent there was.
Ah, it was time to clap. Rory roused Cinder to stand up with everyone as they clapped their hands.
"Y'know, I kinda wish Tyrian was here now. I bet even he could make this more exciting."
"I wouldn't call Tyrian's brand of madness exciting."
Just then, Rory turned his head to the side and saw something unbelievable. Someone from one of the balcony booths next to them had a person with a sort of gun pointed towards the stage... at Weiss Schnee.
"Cinder! Glass, now!" Directing the young girl, Cinder quickly saw what Rory did. Immediately, she used her semblance to burn off a piece of her chair and form a glass knife to fire at the assailant.
The knife stabbed into the man's arm, who let out a loud scream as he fell. Unfortunately, they couldn't stop the gun from firing, and the shot managed to hit several feet next to where Weiss was standing.
Immediately, the audience started to panic.