Chapter Five
Weiss watched the Nevermore be decapitated by a large scythe. A flutter of rose petals showering down the cliff side. The corpse of the Grimm crashing down and fading into particles in its descent. It was a hard-fought battle. They were forced to band together to even have a chance at killing that machine of death. Turning on heel, Weiss finds the other half of the motley crew gazing up at them.
It would appear the Deathstalker was vanquished as well.
That only leaves one more then.
Weiss storms across the shattered bridge in a rush. With a rapid swirl, she swisses her rapier behind her before extending her arm with two fingers out. A road of white and bright glyphs connects the broken bridge to land once more.
She bounds over and hops from one glyph to another with elegance and practiced ease. Her heeled boots clack against the stone before she continues a sprint down the hill.
Weiss rushes pass the group of acquaintances catching their breath. Nora was throwing a nursing fit over Ren. Pyrrha calls out her name in confusion, but it falls on deaf ears.
Why is no one following her? Everyone saw the massive Grimm at the base. Right?
How could they not? It was an abnormally large Grimm. It even let out that terrifying screech. She knows for a fact that everyone turned to the source. Because even the Grimm stopped to stare.
It nagged at her through out the fight. A third Grimm entered the fray, and they were barely holding their own against the two that engaged them. There was no way they would survive a third. Then Weiss saw the tiny figure standing her ground. From her long distance, it just a spec, but the color scheme was obvious.
Ashe blocked its path. Then the two charged one another before Weiss focused back into her own battle.
Finally arriving at the base, Weiss startles slightly. Her eyes widen and survey the surrounding area. The land was upheaved, that's the only way she could put it. A massive crater in the center with rocks occasionally breaking off and falling into its depths.
One spot was charred with embers flickering within the grass and dirt. Remains of Burn dust. Weiss knows them anywhere from her personal experience and profession. After all, she goes through dust like its candy.
What she notices most though, or rather lack of, is Ashe. Weiss can't see her anywhere. She frowns and quickly looks about the zone before remembering the starlit arrow. Turning to the trench, Weiss follows the path toward the source. No Grimm would ever be capable of pulling off a feat like that. Which can only mean it came from Ashe.
A lone and discarded top hat lays upon the ground forgotten. Something tells her to pick it up, so she does. Stopping for just a moment before continuing her trace. There on the ground, a small body lays still and unmoving.
Dropping down before the small and fragile teen, Weiss sets the top hat beside her and glances over Ashe's prone body. She notices many cuts upon her arms, leaving trails of red that taint onto the dirt and grass. There were even bruises that littered the paling body. The most noticeable was the cut along her cheek. It looked to have ripped open from what it once was.
Weiss has no idea where to begin or even what to do. She lacks knowledge in the first aid department. That simply won't do. Learning and reading up on first aid will be one of the first things to be handled in self-study.
It stings at her pride, not knowing what to do and having a lack of knowledge.
Reaching out to brush Ashe's sweaty bangs to the side, Weiss's hand jerks to a sudden stop. How did she not notice in the beginning? Was she that preoccupied with checking for wounds? Of course, the wounds took priority.
Weiss's fingertips gently and curiously stroke at the soft and cool fur. Never in her life, would Weiss thought she would be able to touch the ears of a Faunus. She as a Schnee, and they are hated around the world by Faunus. Her curiosity took a hold of her. When would she ever get another chance like this?
She quickly lost herself at the touch. Playing and examining the texture of such extra appendages. The sound of an encroaching figure startles Weiss into action. With Ashe resting upon her lap, the top hat is once more snuggly smothered onto her head. Hiding away her mouse ears from prying eyes.
Not a moment later and the curvy figure was already shadowing over her. "Oh~ You found her. You could have called out to us, ya know." Yang peered over her shoulder curiously.
Weiss frowns slightly, "Well, excuse me. I found it more critical to check over her wounds for anything life-threatening. Besides, you all were right behind me. Doesn't take a genius to figure out everyone would find me anyhow, Yang." While she was annoyed at having her curiosity interrupted, the question was not unbiased. She should have called out to them when she found Ashe.
If it were a mission on a team, that would have been unprofessional.
"Yea, yea, don't get your knickers in a bunch."
A red and angry hue sputtered onto Weiss's nose, "What did you say?!" The nerve of this girl. Already she can tell, that they are going to bump heads relentlessly.
Weiss ignores Yang calling out to their companions in favor of staring down at Ashe once more. Studying her facial features more closely. She notices that Ashe doesn't have any make-up. Which is strange considering almost everyone wears some form of it. After all, it really helped to sell yourself as a huntsman or huntress. Not only did you need skills and intellect, you had to win the public opinion.
"Stardust…Can I make a wish?"
With a huff through her nose, the red hue darkens if only for a moment. No one has called her Stardust since her Grandparents. While she is used to people calling her affectionate and flirtatious names, it was the way Ashe said it.
How it softly left her lips, the way those honey orbs stared into hers, but peering through them. It was like she spoke without any thought. Only saying what she instinctively felt.
It has never been difficult for Weiss to know if someone was lying or being over the top with her. Over time, you learn how to perceive such things. No one has spoken to her like that since her grandmother. 'I have to admit…She is kind of cute.' Weiss stiffens at her stray thought. Where did that come from?
"No~ Mousey! Will she be alright?" Weiss breaks out of her inner thoughts at the sound of Nora's bolstering voice. When did she get on the other side of her? Nora perks up, nearly into Weiss's face. "Give it to me straight, doc! Whose legs do I have to break?!"
Weiss raises a hand and pushes Nora back, "Have you ever heard of personal space? I highly recommend you respect mine." Her brow twitches at a backhanded comment about being a prude. "Regrettably, I do not know much in the field of first aid. I will ratify that, but for now, I am not sure. She seems to be alright though."
"Let me see her." Nora grumbles at being forced to move aside. Jaune kneels and motions his hands for Weiss to hand Ashe over. All he gets in return is a cold stare and Ashe being further tugged away.
"How do I know you won't do something…perverse."
Jaune sputters a shade of red, "Wh-what?! I would never do such a thing!"
Yang stands behind Weiss with a cocked hip, "I dunno Loverboy, you seem to be quite persistent with Snow Angel here." Weiss glares over her shoulder with a scowl. Will people stop calling her that already? She has heard it so much in peoples advances that she loathes it.
The red never leaves Jaune's cheeks, "Look, I'm not having this argument. Just hand her over, I have tons of sisters, and one of them is an adventurous girl. Always getting hurt and into trouble. I learned a thing or two."
With a shadow of doubt, Weiss reluctantly shifts Ashe for Jaune to inspect. Glancing her over quickly, he looks toward Weiss. "Do me a favor. If I remember right, she has a handkerchief that she keeps in her back pocket. Can you grab it for me?" Without an affirmation, Weiss searches for the handkerchief before handing it over.
"Thanks, anyone have some water?" He sighs at the lack of answer, "That's what I thought." Cleaning around the cuts, Jaune makes sure to remove as much grime as possible. To at least hope to prevent infection. Reaching forward her cheek, his other hand makes to remove her top hat for ease of action.
A vice and cold hand wraps around his wrist. Squeezing it firmly and locking it in place. Preventing him from removing the top hat. Looking up, he finds Weiss staring at him coldly. "Uh, Weiss?" Another rough squeeze causes him to wince slightly. For such a lithe girl, she has a firm grasp. Without a sound, Weiss moves his hand away from the top hat before releasing his wrist.
So, the hat stays, fine. She didn't have to go and almost pop his hand off from that grip. Weiss could have just told him instead of going violent on him.
"Wow…he is actually good for something~"
"I heard that!" He stares toward Nora who looks away innocently while whistling a merry tune. "Let's sit her up, and I'll carry her on my back. We need to get going before something else comes out."
Frowning to herself, Weiss assists Jaune in placing Ashe upon his back. Draping her arms over his shoulders for a piggyback ride. For some reason, Weiss found herself standing nearby to keep an eye on the top hat. Making sure it doesn't accidently fall.
Pyrrha approached from the side with a concerned expression, "Jaune, are you okay with carrying her? I do not mind switching if you need to rest."
Jaune waves her off while jostling Ashe, "Nah, I'll be fine. She is light. Reminds me of my baby sister."
Pyrrha could not push the matter further. Blake approached them with a concerned expression. Though, her eyes were surveying the surrounding area, "Has…Has anyone seen Ruby? I can't seem to find her…"
Before Blake could spiral further into a frantic search, Yang heavily sighs to catch her attention. All eyes turn to the golden warrior who ruffles the back of her head. With a grumble, Yang thrusts her thumb over her shoulder.
All eyes peer over her shoulders. Except Nora, said girl was hoping up and down like a jumping bean. While she barked out a laugh, the rest of the grouped either sighed or perked a brow in curiosity. It wasn't every day you saw a red-hooded girl on her hands and knees wagging her bottom like an excited puppy.
While coo'ing at a weapon on the ground.
Her eyes light up like stars before looking back toward Yang. "Yang! Come look! Isn't this weapon cool?!"
Weiss turns toward Yang with a sour expression, pointing down at the weapon lover. "Is something wrong with her? Do I have to send her to a specialist? Because if this is what I have to deal with as a partner, I am going to snap and end up killing her."
Yang stares angrily toward Weiss. Those light blue eyes don't shy away and return that angry expression without a flinch. Yang suddenly punches toward Jaune's shoulder, smacking him and venting out her frustrations.
Jaune steps away while rolling his shoulder, being mindful of Ashe. "Ow! Watch it! I have a patient here! Don't take out your frustrations on me."
Yang grumbles under her breath, "She's just a weapon nerd. A huge one." Approaching Ruby, Yang leans over her shoulder in curiosity, "What'cha got there, Sis?"
Ruby perked up like a caffeinated chipmunk, "It's her weapon! Except they are not daggers anymore! I mean, they were made for stabby-stab-stab, but now its this!" Ruby holds up the thief sword for Yang to see. "A double-bladed sword of awesomeness! I mean, totally not as awesome as Crescent Rose mind you, but at least top thirty!"
A hand quickly covers her mouth before Ruby could rant even further. Though that didn't stop her from trying to talk. "Ruby…Sis…You know I love you, but you gotta turn it down a notch for me, ya?" She's embarrassing her in front of their new friends. Plus, Ruby isn't exactly setting a good picture for herself either.
With a lick of the palm, Ruby forces Yang to remove her hand in disgust. "Aw, c'mon sis! You never let me have any fun!" Okay, so maybe she's a bit of a weapon freak, but she can't help it. She just loves to tinker!
Yang huffs and walks away with her hands behind her head. "Fine, if that's how you feel. I was going to let you carry her weapons, but I guess someone else can do it. She even has a bow discarded over there too." Yang suddenly has to cover her ears at the high-pitched cry of glee.
"She has another weapon?!"
And like that, Ruby is gone in a blur of rose petals.
Yang sighs while rubbing onto the bridge of her nose. She can sense Weiss approaching her from behind. There's no need for her to even glance in that direction.
Weiss has a neutral expression while staring at Yang. "I'll do it. I swear."
"Shut up, she's just excited!" With an angry whirl, Yang walks away and back up the cliffs. Smashing her fist into a wall of stone out of anger.
Weiss perks a brow, "She has anger issues."
"Like you're one to talk."
Weiss snaps toward Jaune who was beside her with a bored expression. With a grit of her pearly whites, Weiss reigns in her temper. Calming and soothing herself, she will not degrade herself and lower down to Yang's level. She is above punching Jaune in the shoulder.
Weiss kicks him in the shin.
He whines out in pain, "Why don't I learn?!" Jaune hobbles off with Ashe upon his back. Making his way to safety in the presence of Pyrrha. She gives him a soft smile with an arm around to help him. Technically it is around Ashe, but she's not counting the minor details. Ren and Nora jumped them in a small group chat on their way up the cliff.
Watching the group for a distance, Weiss nibbles onto her inner cheek. 'Ashe is a faunus…I was saved by a faunus. Even complimented by a faunus. Why would she do that? I am a Schnee.' It doesn't make sense no matter how many times she answers her own questions. There's no logical explanation. Her lips scowl down, she hates when something doesn't make logical sense.
Her eyes flicker to notice a set of amber staring directly at her. Weiss's brow perks in curiosity with a flip of her side tail. "Something the matter, Blake?" Why is she staring at her like that? She thought Blake left with the rest of the group.
Weiss does not faulter at the stare. She embraces it, her pride won't allow anything else. Blake questions her in a suspicious voice, "How did you know where to find her?"
Rolling her eyes, "Well, in case no one else noticed, a big arrow shot through the ruins. I can most certainly say, it was not from any of us fighting in the temple ruins." Weiss shifts her weight upon one leg, lecturing Blake haughtily. "And I highly doubt that a Grimm has such an ability or skill. Logically, that leaves Ashe to be the only possible one to use such an attack. Follow the trench to the source and I figured I'd find Ashe, or whoever the hell fired that thing. By the way, I was right."
Blake stares for a moment longer in thought, "I am…glad you were. At least she is safe now, and back in our company." Turning away, she rubs onto her arm in discomfort. "I did not feel right about how we abandoned her back at the shrine." They all ran. Fled to hopefully find safety and lose their adversaries. That's all she does, isn't it? Run away.
"Hmph, we agree there. I did not feel right about it either." With a startled expression, Blake turns toward Weiss. Who clicks her tongue in annoyance, "Don't give me that look. I know perfectly well that I was the one who brought up the plan. We were in a bad situation. So, I made the most logical course of action. I mean, we all hardly know each other. We only met yesterday. How much do we all truly trust one another to have each other's back?"
Approaching Blake, Weiss stands before her with a scowl, "I can tell you, that when we fought together, it was horrible. We barely managed to pull that win off, and it was not with the most tact either." Looking around the area at the destruction, Weiss's lips thin, "If I am right, only Pyrrha noticed, but look around us."
With a confused expression, Blake looks around. "What…am I looking for?"
Weiss demanded an answer from Blake, "You saw the Grimm, right?"
"Yes."
With a click of her tongue, Weiss turns away and toward the cliffs. "It took four of us, to take down one Grimm. Barely, mind you. Yet, Ashe killed hers by herself. One that was even bigger than ours." Glancing over her shoulder, Weiss stares at Blake who begins to comprehend it all. "Just how strong is she. I hate it. That someone else other than Pyrrha is stronger than me. Ridiculous. Absurd. Ever since I got here, it has been one thing after another. Not anymore. I will not be left behind. I will be the greatest huntress on Remnant. That is a promise."
Weiss doesn't look back; she knows Blake is following her to the group. Eventually they part ways. Blake returning to Yang's side, while she finds Jaune. Once Ruby appears, they all crowd around and chat about their battles and exam. Though Weiss hangs around Ashe and hardly says a word.
The rest of the journey was made in peace.
Pain, so much pain. There was not an inch of her that wasn't burning and being pressed down by an unseen force. Even opening her eyes was a difficult challenge. One that she couldn't overcome. She only succeeded in a soft whimper. Her throat was so dry and hoarse. Was she even breathing?
"Take it easy. Relax and compose yourself and try again. You're in a safe space."
Safe…She's safe. Sinking into the bed, Ashe allows herself a moment of respite. After a moment of collecting herself, Ashe forces everything into opening her eyes. That proved to be a huge mistake. Her eyes are immediately burned from the bright light. Squeezing them shut once more, Ashe whimpers out.
"Yea, that's what you get. I told you, take it easy. I can already tell; you're going to be one of those patients."
Ashe scowls, at least inwardly. She could hardly move her cheek muscles either. Just what the hell is wrong with her body? And who the hell is talking to her? She's not growing fond of this person. At least Ashe knows she can open her eyes. Letting them soothe the spots of light away, she tries again once more and succeeds.
Once she adjusts to the lights, Ashe finds herself staring at a ceiling of white tiles and a bright light. So, she's most likely inside a nursing room then. If not a hospital…She's never been in a hospital bed before now that she thinks about it. The warm fingers checking her pulse are a wonderful source of heat before they are gone.
Put them back. "Where…?" Was that the sound of her voice? Its like she was gargling rocks and dirt.
"Infirmary. You have one severe case of Aura Exhaustion. The hell did you do out there?" Ashe scowls at the clipped tone.
She could sense the person beside the bed, so Ashe forces her head to tilt. There, she finds a woman with sharp brown eyes. Her expression seemed like she was done for the day and annoyed. A dark blue undershirt that reached toward her neck professionally and a white lab coat. The bangs of her hair slanted toward the left side of her face and styled into a messy bun onto the back. She had a strange hair color; it was a light orange that faded into light pink…Like a peach.
"Who?"
With practiced ease, the woman pours a cup of water from the nearby pitcher. "Professor Peach, teacher at Beacon Academy and Forensics specialist." Ashe didn't know whether to be impressed or annoyed at her. Peach had a grumpy expression, but she gently lifted Ashe a bit to help her drink. Is she nice or mean? You can't be both. "Severe Aura Exhaustion, before you ask."
The cool liquid does wonders for her parched thirst. At least her lips and tongue aren't so dried anymore. "The others?"
Laying her back down, Professor Peach stands with a hand in a pocket, "Safe, if that's what you mean. Last I heard, they went to grab a bite to eat. There's still a bit of time before the closing ceremony after all. You can ask the pompous one when she gets back." Ashe perks a brow, not even bothering to comment on that.
A soft knock on the door forces a sigh from Professor Peach. Instead of answering the door, she barks for the visitor to enter. With the opening of the door, Weiss peeks inside with a brown paper sack. "Excuse my intrusion. Is she awake?"
Professor Peach jerks her thumb over the shoulder, "Your intrusion is not excused, but whatever. Ask sleeping beauty yourself."
Weiss scowls inwardly, isn't she just all sunshine and rainbows. Not bothering Peach a second glance, Weiss turns toward the bed to find Ashe staring in her direction with half-lidded eyes. Approaching the bed, she gives her a once over. "You look horrible."
Ashe grunts in annoyance. "Nn."
Taking a seat, Weiss places the bag upon the bed between them. "I brought something to eat. Professor Peach told me these are good for exhaustion." Said professor just sits at her desk with a cup of coffee. "A banana, some boiled eggs, and a few almonds."
They both stare at the goods awkwardly. Weiss waiting for Ashe to take her first pick, but she doesn't move. "Its…difficult to move right now."
"Oh…" Weiss really should have expected that.
"Brat, you're going to have to feed it to her." Weiss turns toward Peach with a slight red hue. "I suggest start with the banana. Slice it up into pieces and hand them off." Professor Peach chugs onto her coffee, mumbling about students not having common sense now days.
Ashe's nose twitches slightly, "You don't need to do this, you know." Why is Weiss going out of her way for her? There's absolutely no reason for her to be here. There's nothing to gain and they don't even really know each other.
Weiss growls and grabs onto the banana in embarrassment before following Peach's advice. "You're right. I don't need to do this, but I am. So, don't question it, and just show some gratitude. Here." Without warning, Weiss jabs a slice of banana into Ashe's mouth. Startling the girl and nearly making her choke.
"Are you trying to kill me?!" Ashe wheezed out her answer in bewilderment. Seriously, she's so weak right now, that could have killed her.
Both Weiss and Ashe turn toward a sputter of laughter. They find Professor Peach hiding her face from view with shaking shoulders.
Weiss's cheeks light up in embarrassment. "Well, excuse me! I've never done this before." It's true, she's never had to do the whole…Nice…thing before.
"Just…take it slow…for my health…What's left of it anyways." Taking a deep breath, Weiss slows it down and gently slides in another slice. At least Ashe didn't choke this time. Eventually silence fills the room, allowing Ashe to nibble in peace.
But Weiss's curiosity can only hold for so long. "Exactly, what happened to you?" She is intrigued about the story. All she knows is that they left Ashe behind, she appeared with a massive Grimm, and then passed out in the ground with no Grimm in sight. Sounds like quite the tale.
"Yes, I am quite interested in that as well." Professor Peach wheels over in her chair with another mug of coffee.
With some strength returning, Ashe weakly reaches for a glass of water. Instead, Weiss helps her take an awkward sip. "Thanks." Leaning back and making herself cozy, "Do you remember when I helped Ruby?"
"Of course, I had that completely under control. There was no need for you to jump in." Weiss frowns while crossing a leg, "Ruby is my partner after all. Though it pains me to say."
Ashe grins, "But I did…Show some gratitude." She could feel the annoyance radiating from Weiss. Apparently, the girl does not like having her words thrown back at her. Dully noted.
"Quit flirting and get on with it." Demanded Peach in impatience.
Weiss sputters while Ashe just nods, "After I was thrown into the forest, I just laid there for a moment. Letting something work its way out of my body…"
Back in the forest…
Ashe laid within the soft and cool grass. Though the stinger smacked her away, it wasn't that stronger. Maybe it was, but she's not quite sure. The toxin is still being absorbed in her body. She giggles softly to herself before rolling around a bit. After all, her body adapts to scorpion poison into a painkiller. It may have hurt.
Suddenly sitting up, Ashe looks around the clearing with a hand upon her hat. She can sense something, but it doesn't appear to be hostile. With a twitch of her nose, Ashe quickly stands with a swagger. Damn, venom.
Her world slowly began to stop spinning. With a shake of her head and chime of the bell, Ashe finds she's not alone. On the other end of the clearing is a colossal Grimm. An Alpha Griffon by the looks of it. Strangely enough, it seems to be quite passive. It was just…staring down at her.
It then tilts the head ever so slightly. Like it was sizing her up curiously. Ashe felt strange, like there was something poking within her mind. It began to dull for a moment. Holding onto the side of her head, the beast shifts back and huffs out a disappointed breath. It then turns and begins to walk away. Like she's not worth the effort.
Ashe grits her teeth at the gesture. A sudden anger raging within her head. That bastard dares ignore her? What? Did it find her to be a waste of effort? That because she's small, Ashe is worthless? It eats at her. If there's one thing she loathes and hates…Its being looked down upon. Everyone she has ever known and met, looked down upon her. Just because she's small.
Her teeth grind in suppressed rage, but they learn. They learn to show her respect. She will not be looked down upon, by anyone. And if they don't respect her…
Then they will learn to fear her.
Her chest puffs before howling out in rage. The beast jerks to a halt and turns in her direction in interest. A flicker of crimson whisks through her eyes. Its like her body has been hijacked by something. "Running away from me?! You're nothing but a side order of chicken nuggets from McBitch!" A sudden fog lifts from her mind. Ashe staggers slightly with confusion.
What just happened?
A furious shriek rattles through the forest. That pissed off the Grimm something fierce. Did it just understand her? How does it understand human speech? That train of thought derails into a train wreck, because the ground rumbles into a quake.
Fight or flight kicks in, and Ashe chooses flight. Racing away in a panic, the Grimm advances through the clearing, thoroughly provoked.
What the hell was she thinking? Why or how did she lose control like that? The venom, it must be the venom. That's what she's blaming, and Ashe is sticking to it. If anyone says its her snarky personality, she'll fight them. Pride be damned.
Back in the infirmary.
Both Weiss and Professor Peach are staring toward her in bewilderment. It was Professor Peach that broke the silence, "Repeat what you said to it."
Ashe sinks into the bed and looks away. "I rather not."
Weiss palms her face, holding in a groan, because that would not be very lady-like. "That has to be, one of the most…stupid…brainless, foolish, dim-witted—"
Each word forces Ashe to sink away. Weiss is really laying it on thick. She's even adding words that Ashe has never heard of before. "vacuous!" She's going to have to look that one up later. "I may have dodged the bullet by not being paired up with you."
"Nn…"
Peach cuts in from the side, "I have to agree with the haughty girl." Weiss sputters in anger. "That was incredibly foolish and reckless. Not only did you endanger yourself, but you put the lives of others at risk. If you want to be stupid, do it on your own and don't put others at risk." Standing up, Professor Peach kicks her chair back to her desk. "Ms. Schnee go on ahead. I am sure the others are going to get antsy and be banging on my door soon."
Weiss glares at Professor Peach, she's kicking her out for some reason. But her expression is sharp, leaving no room for arguments. Turning back to Ashe, she finds her with a mouthful of boiled egg. "When the ceremony is over, we need to have a talk. In private."
"Mm?" Without elaborating, Weiss makes her way out of the room. Only sparing another glance toward Ashe. Wonder what she wants to talk about. Strange that she wants it in private as well.
"As for you." Turning toward Peach, Ashe gobbles the boiled egg. "Once you are finished eating, you are free to go." Ashe nods. "You will be extremely weak and sore for a few days. It's going to take a while for your aura to kickstart and resume its normal functions."
Peach finds Ashe staring at her with a blank expression. Tossing an almond into her mouth with a crunch. Perhaps she should simplify it, "Think of it like this. Your aura is a flame. The more you use it, the smaller it gets. Your body has a natural fail-safe to prevent it from going out. You obliterated that fail-safe and took more than it could give. Now its barely an ember and trying to re-ignite."
Oh, well that makes more sense. Ashe crumples the remains into a ball of trash. Peach approaches and helps clean it up in annoyance. "Look, I know you are young, and you might not listen. But you need to exercise more caution, because out in the field, it won't be just your ass on the line. Stunts like that will only cause problems for your teammates and civilians. Maybe even get them killed. All I'm saying, keep that pride in check." Peach walks away with a huff, "Good talk…"
Ashe looks down at the bag of almonds. Its not like she doesn't already know that. There have been plenty of instances where she lets her pride get in the way. She already lost someone she cared deeply about because of it. Ashe won't let it happen again. She has been doing better, and she's proud of that.
"Oh, by the way." Looking back up toward her, Ashe finds Peach pointing toward the locker at the entrance. "All your equipment is in there. Don't forget to collect it before you go, and just so you know. I have a strict confidentially code, so don't worry about anything."
Ashe tilts her head curiously with a twitch of the nose. Only for Peach to roll her eyes and point to the top of her own head. What is she talking about? Why is she pointing at her own head? There's where Ashe has her mo—She quickly reaches up to feel her top hat securely in place. "You saw?"
"Obviously. I would be a terrible doctor if I couldn't remove a hat from my patients. I won't tell anyone, so its safe with me." A hand motions to shut Ashe up before she could prod further. "Once I noticed them, I kicked everyone out of the room. No one else saw them, so don't worry. Now get going. I'm tired of lookin' at you."
Ashe watches Peach return to her desk. She has extremely mixed feelings about this new knowledge. While Peach doesn't seem prejudice toward Faunus, that's still someone who knows. If possible, she would rather go the whole school terms without anyone finding out. It would just give her peace of mind with no one knowing.
After all, its not uncommon for Faunus to keep their animalistic traits hidden to pass off as human. Though, there have been many instances of them being blackmailed when someone finds out. Because the faunus is just that afraid of being found out and obstructed. Ashe doesn't know Professor Peach, they just met, but she at least seems to be a decent person.
"Get out."
…Maybe?
With a grunt of exertion, Ashe sits on the edge of the bed. Taking a deep breath, she motions to stand on her feet. Only to collapse onto the nightstand next to the infirmary bed. Holy hell does her body hurt and feel so weak. She's struggling just to keep herself standing.
"Yea, you're going to be walking around like a newborn fawn for a while. Have at it."
She intended for a growl to reverberate through her throat. Instead, it was only a whimper. Struggling to her feet, Ashe finds it easier to stand now that she knows what to expect. Peach was correct, her legs were shaking like leaves in the wind.
Ever so slowly, Ashe approaches the locker and collects all her belongings. Opening the infirmary door, Ashe is only half-way out when she's called back. "Final note, if you are not there during the closing ceremony when they call your name…You are automatically rejected from joining Beacon." Ashe's eyes widen in surprise. Peach waves her off lazily with a backhand. A golden band on her ring finger. "I'd hurry if I were you. You have a few more minutes."
Without thinking, Ashe rushes out the door. Rather, she's moving at a snail's pace, but she's trying. She must make it in time. Her hand braces against the wall and struggles to keep her walking. Trailing along the wall, she comes to an intersection in the hallway. Looking up for a sign, she finds nothing. Even along the walls, there's no signs.
Clenching onto her chest, Ashe wheezes out breath. Stupid, so stupid. Why didn't she ask for directions before leaving? She panicked and quickly ran out without a thought. That's a mistake only amateurs make. Why can't she do anything right?
She's running out of time. Ashe's body is weak, and she doesn't know where she is, or where to go. It's a gamble. With a grunt, Ashe makes the easiest choice for her body. She rounds around the corner of the wall she's bracing against. Her bell jingles quietly, but she never noticed the person around the corner in her panic.
Its like her body collided with a brick wall. A soft and warm brick wall. The person barely makes a sound when Ashe collapses against the wall. Just how weak is she right now? Its frustrating. Everything is just so frustrating. For once, just let things go normally and without complications. One thing after another is battering her down.
But she won't give up. Not when she's so close. Her gloved hand claws upon the wall and struggles to pull herself up. Grunting out, Ashe finds a hand extended toward her.
"Excuse me, but are you alright? I didn't see you there, sorry."
Ashe's top hat shadows her eyes with a frown, "Does it matter? I'm going to miss the enrollment ceremony, because I don't even know where it is."
"Oh…well…Um…Would you like for me to show you the way? I'm a returning student and I know where it is. It's held in the same place every year."
Tilting her head up slowly, she finds a tall girl standing before her. Ashe couldn't help but stare and plead with her eyes. "Do you mean it? I have nothing to offer you."
Said girl shakes her head with a smile. Long and straight brown hair swaying about. "That's alright don't worry about it. I'm a returning student and I would be more than happy to help a first year." She then puts Ashe's arm around her dark maroon blazer. Ashe wonders if that's the school's uniform. She also had long stockings that disappeared up into the red plaid skirt. "Upsy-daisy. Let's get a move on, shall we?"
"Mm." This is the choice she has left. Either this person helps her or sabotages her. That is the chance she must take. With a hobble, Ashe puts her weight on the taller figure. Forcing her legs to strain and overwork even more. It wouldn't be the first time someone sabotaged her for their own gain. Her lips thin into a line, but her instincts tell her she can trust this person. Why? She glances from the corner of her eyes.
Two bunny ears adorned her escorts head.
She was a faunus just like her. Even if she doesn't know Ashe is a faunus as well. Nor does she seem like the type that has even been part of the White Fang. Then again, looks can be deceiving, but she will choose to believe. For now.
"What happened, if you don't mind me askin'?" Ashe perks at the sound of her voice, she has a slight accent. The girl pulled Ashe along, taking her in the opposite direction. Apparently, she chose the wrong path.
Go figure.
"Aura Exhaustion."
"Ah, I had that once. It's not a very good feelin' now isn't it? Once the ceremony is over, you should get some sleep. There's nothing to do besides rest."
An awkward silence wedges between them before Ashe breaks it, "Sorry…for troubling you."
"Ey' now. I told you, it's not a problem. I am more than happy to help. I was once like you. I got lost before the ceremony before someone found me." She smiles softly toward Ashe, "She helped me find my way back to the auditorium. How could I possibly ignore someone that needs help when I was once like them?"
Approaching a set of double doors, a loud noise permits through the air. "I'll pay you back. I promise." Ashe does not leave her debts unpaid. That was not their way of life. If you owed someone, you paid them back. Failure to do so, was a grave insult.
The older girl comes to a sudden stop, one of her bunny ears lopping to the side at the sudden noise. It must be even louder for her. "Don't worry about it, but I can tell by that look on your face, that you won't let it go. So, I'll tell you what. Let me take a picture of you later, and we'll call it even. Deal?"
A picture? That's it? She'd be a fool to reject it. "Deal."
"Good, because this is as far as I'll go. It's just through those doors right there." A smile strains upon her soft features, her ears spazzing as the noise grows louder. "Sorry, but I really have to go."
"I understand, thank you."
With a nod, the older student power walks away from the thundering sound. She had quite a warm personality and was nice. Ashe wouldn't mind speaking to her again. Getting to know other faunus is always nice. Even if she's not confident to show her own appendages.
Hobbling to the door, Ashe graces herself against them before opening. The noise only booms against her weary head. It throbs from being so sensitive. With a grit of teeth, Ashe weathers through the storm and enters the auditorium. The students were jammed pack like a can of sardines. Searching around the crowded room, she looks for anyone she may recognize.
That's not very many people mind you.
There, she finds one person that stands out like a beacon. It helped she was so tall. With slow and cautious steps, Ashes follows along the wall toward her direction. Though she was further toward the center with the rest of the group. Pyrrha was smiling with her red hair on display. Every now and then, she would glance around the room. Looking for something.
Ashe braces herself against the wall. Being in the very back, there was no one around her. Thankfully, she was able to wedge herself between the wall and a pillar. This allowed her to rest and recover. A soft smile makes it on her lips. It looks like the rest of her acquaintances made it as well. Ashe recognizes everyone from the forest crowded around Pyrrha.
None of them got hurt, that's a load off her chest. Ashe was worried she'd disappoint her and let one of them get injured, but she succeeded. Would she be proud? Ashe hopes so.
It would appear the ceremony has yet to start. That's good, because she can barely stand, and she will need to respond when her name is called after all…If it is called. All she wants to do is sleep, her eyes grow heavy with the passing of time. Before long a familiar voice calls out toward the crowd.
"Now then, time for team placements."
Ashe's eyes flutter open from exhaustion. Finally, the crowd grows silent and lets peace reign through the auditorium. The noise was deafening. She can hardly make out a word Ozpin is saying. At some point, he begins to call off the pairs of two, and combining them into teams of four. Ashe leans back and rests for a moment. He's just grouping everyone that paired with another set.
Paired…everyone…Except her.
Sudden panic surges through her body. She doesn't have a partner. Everyone she met already had a partner, so they were ineligible. Ashe's breathing begins to quicken and heave. What does she do? What can she do? Is it possible to still get a partner? Is the exam finished? Did she already fail? Was it mandatory to have a partner?
She doesn't know. Ashe doesn't know.
Holding onto her head, Ashe stares up onto the stage. Ozpin is congratulating another group of students on a job well done. With a frantic search, Ashe looks for anyone that might not be paired, but she can't tell. There are too many students, and no one is searching for someone. Not only that, how can she search? Ashe can barely move her body as is.
A whimper escapes from her lips, her world spins and flips upside down. It's all wrong. Everything's spiraling out of control. She's right here. At the end, and its going up in flames.
"Russel Thrush. Cardin Winchester. Dove Bronzewing. Sky Lark. The four of you retrieved the black bishop pieces. From this day forward, you will work together as, Team CRDL (Cardinal). Lead by Cardin Winchester."
Wait.
Black bishop…Chess…Her eyes snap open in realization. 'Of course! The relic!' A smile forms onto her lips as she looks down toward her pocket. How could she forget? If she has a relic, she should be fine. Right? That was the main objective after all. Find a relic and bring it back. She did find one after all. If she remembers, Ashe placed it in her front right pocket. With a gloved hand, she quickly shoves it into her pocket and feels around for the piece.
"Jaune Arc. Lie Ren. Pyrrha Nikos. Nora Valkyrie. The four of you retrieved the white rook pieces. From this day forward, you will work together as Team JNPR (Juniper). Lead by Jaune Arc. Congratulations, young man."
Where…?
Where is it?!
Why is it empty? Terror thunders through her soul. Ashe empties out her pockets. That only further feeds the horror that has stabbed into her heart. She knows she grabbed one, it was a silver queen. She couldn't have hallucinated it…Right?
Patting herself over and over, Ashe can't find it. Did she lose it? If she did, when? During her fight with the Grimm? Was she that careless? Her hands slowly come to a stop. Her unfocused mind just patting down the same pocket repeatedly out of instinct and crushed hope.
The little spark that she worked so hard for, extinguished. Nibbling onto her bottom lip, her body gives out. It sinks down onto the cold floor. Huddling herself up into the shadowy corner alone. The pain clutched onto her heart in anguish.
All that work. All her struggling and pain.
For nothing.
"Blake Belladonna. Ruby Rose. Weiss Schnee. And Yang Xiao Long. The four of you retrieved the white knight pieces. From this day forward, you will work together as Team RWBY (Ruby). Lead by Ruby Rose."
The clapping, whistling and thunderous cheers of applaud was dulled out into the background. She doesn't care anymore. Why should she? She has no partner. Even if she had a partner, her relic is gone. A partner is no longer the main issue, it is all moot.
Curling into a ball, Ashe hugs her legs into her chest. Her forehead resting upon her knees. Everyone was so happy. She could hear it in their cheers. The energy that filled the room was abuzz in mirth. Yet it didn't reach her. It rejected her presence. It's not meant for her.
Happiness is not something that's meant for her.
In the end, she failed, didn't she? That's all she is, a failure.
It's so frustrating. Vexing. She worked so hard. Stepped out of her comfort zone and tried to make a change. A silent tear trails down from her clenched eyes. 'I can't do anything right.' It hurts. The taste of defeat is so bitter. It's not fair. But in the end, that's just how it goes.
"If I may be so bold, I have one more announcement."
Ashe doesn't care. Why bother listening? Let him finish his speech so she can go already. Ashe doesn't want to be here anymore. Let her go, leave her to the misery.
Eventually, the crowd of rowdy and joyous new students dulls into silence. Ozpin glances toward the back of the room for only a moment. With a sedate pace, he reaches into his breast pocket. The crowd looks on him in confusion and slight excitement. A soft murmur of confusion sputters out once he pulls out a bright Silver Queen relic.
"This is the Silver Queen relic."
Glynda Goodwitch takes a small shuffle forward in confusion. "Where did you get that relic?" Only Ozpin could hear her voice since she had no microphone to speak through. The only response is mischievous smirk upon his lips with a twinkle in the eye. He then turns back toward the crowd of new students.
"Now, as you all know. The relics are based off the common board game of Chess. Each piece is unique and moves differently from others. They also have a pair. This is the method we used to determine team placements for you all. There are only two exceptions to this rule. The King and the Queen. Obviously, the King has no pair, because it is the one that you are trying to protect." Ozpin raises the Silver Queen as he spins it upon his index finger. "The Queen, however, is the strongest piece, so there can only be one. And now you ask yourself, why does this concern you all? Well, the answer is quite simple. You see, there was an odd number of students this year. Meaning that if every student was to pair and find a relic, one would still be left out. That simply wouldn't do, now would it?"
Ashe slowly raises her head in bafflement. Her chin rests upon her knees. What is he talking about? There was an odd number of students? Why would there be an uneven number of students? They would never use such a method if there was such a flaw in the system. They would always make sure to have an ever number. That's just common sense. So then why would there be an uneven number?
Because of her.
She is the odd one out of the whole.
So, why did he let her come in the first place?
"And so, I placed this special relic. Hidden amongst the others for one person to find." Ozpin smirks as he raises the relic up between his fingers. "And to my delight, it was indeed found." Ozpin smiles warmly and in joy behind his spectacles. A knowing glint flickers through his glasses. "So, I have one more person to introduce and formally enroll into my academy.
Ashe Souris, please come forward."
The crowd looks around in confusion, awkwardly clapping as she remains planted upon the ground. Her eyes widened in shock. What is he talking about? She passed? But how? She failed all the requirements; she doesn't even have the relic on her person. Did they take it from her when she was unconscious? That would make sense now that she thinks about it. But how would anyone know Ashe even acquired a relic? She was alone at that moment and the shrine was destroyed. The Grimm made sure of that.
That's right, Ozpin said they were being monitored the whole time.
The crowd's confusion begins to grow as no one has yet to make an appearance, but her picture is displayed upon the dual monitors. When did they get her picture? How did they get it? Ashe never notices a black aura surrounding her bright silver bell. It raises into the air on its own and shakes in a chime.
A hurried stomp of heels find her within the lonely corner.
"Ashe!"
Pyrrha finds her within the back corner. She had such a bright and beautiful smile upon her face. "I found you! Ozpin's calling for y—" Her voice drops in realization. The once bright features are now dulled with worry. Pyrrha kneels before Ashe with her thumb wiping away the lone tear. "Were you crying…How long have you been back here?"
The silence is enough of an answer for Pyrrha.
The pain stabs at Pyrrha if she was honest. How long has she been back here suffering in silence? She's done it again. Pyrrha forgot about her once more. She hardly even looked for her. Only glancing around when she could. Her pride burned up at the thought. To know that a friend was in need and she didn't even realize it. Pyrrha will make this up to her, she swears it on her honor. "Come, we have to go. Ozpin is waiting for you on stage."
"I don't have the strength to stand anymore."
"Then I will be your strength."
Ashe receives no word or warning. Pyrrha quickly reaches forward and wraps one arm under both knees as the other wraps around her back. Pyrrha easily lifts her up bridal style without a hitch of effort. Ashe's small body is pulled against the warrioress.
Pyrrha looks down for a moment to give a small squeeze. Ashe is so light. So very light. It is like lifting a stuffed animal. She always knew she was small, but this makes her seem even smaller.
With renewed vigor, Pyrrha rampages into the crowd of clustered teens. Ashe's cheeks turn ablaze at the embarrassing scene. Here she was, being carried like a damsel through a crowd of teenagers. Her future classmates. Already, Ashe knows there will be some awkward rumors going around about her.
She is suddenly lowered as Pyrrha hunkers down. Approaching the stage, the crowd was growing thicker and walled them off. What Ashe does notice however, was that Pyrrha's body flexed as if she was about to spring forward. "Get out of my way." Then it happens. Pyrrha rams forward with her shoulder and tackles an unlucky bastard out of her way. The armored male with burnt orange hair is thrown aside and slammed into ground in shock as Pyrrha forces her way through.
Ashe watches with shocked eyes. She's not quite sure how to feel about this. But she could get used to this. Who needs a knight in shining armor when you have a Pyrrha Nikos?
After that display of power, Pyrrha's heel clicks upon the ground with power. The group of newly minted students' part like the seven seas and bestow her a path. No one else wants to be thrown like a ragdoll. Finally reaching the base of the stage, Pyrrha gently sets Ashe down at the top of the stairs. With a soft smile she keeps a firm hand upon Ashe's back to help her stand. "The stage is yours. Do your best."
Ashe looks back toward Pyrrha when she presses her forward. Stumbling into slow and unstable steps forward. Turning back around, Ashe finds Ozpin staring toward her patiently with his hands behind his back. She tries her best and awkwardly shuffles forward with her weak legs, but she can feel them all over her body.
Their gazes and wandering eyes.
They were all staring at her. Dissecting her. Coming to a stop half-way, Ashe hugs her shivering body. The signs of a panic attack roaring to life in her body. Right now, she's weak. Fragile. Barely able to stand.
They must be laughing at her. She can see a few of them pointing in her direction. Ashe's knees begin to buckle with a cold sweat. Her breathing growing hoarse and raspy. So many people. She can't stand crowds. She can't do this. Get her out of her. Ashe's world spirals out of control. The voices are growing louder and louder.
Its suffocating. They are drowning her. Make them stop. She's defenseless. Her legs are weak, she can't run. They give out from under her. Please. Shadows descend upon her, engulfing her world into the void.
Help.
A warm and firm hand presses against her shoulder blades. Preventing her from collapsing onto the stage. The shadows retreat to which they came. Ashe catches her breath in deep and heavy gulps. Glancing over her shoulder, she finds a shade of bright blue staring at her in worry. "Jaune?"
"Sorry, I couldn't really control myself, but you looked like you were calling out for help." His head raises up and looks toward Ozpin with a questioning and awkward glance. "Do you…mind if I accompany her on the stage?"
Ozpin chuckles heartily, "Of course not, young man. I never once said that people couldn't join others upon stage. Especially friends. So long as you do not get in their way, then however many is fine by me." And with that said, it was as if a dam was shattered and the flood gates opened.
Nora thrusted her hand up into the air to be called upon, "Oh~ Me, me, I wanna be on stage with her too~" She rushes onto the stage to stand beside Ashe.
Ren chases after Nora before she could embarrass either one of them. "N-Nora! Come back here."
"I would like to accompany her as well." Pyrrha walks onto the stage with grace and power.
Yang jerks a thumb onto the stage, "Hey, Blake, wanna join them on stage too?"
Blake rolls her eyes, but a tiny smile is upon her lips. "Not really, but why not?" The two then walk behind Pyrrha.
Ruby leaps into the air with a cheer. "Come on Weiss! We can't let them leave us behind! Let's go!" Grabbing her by the wrist, Ruby pulls Weiss along. Protests and all.
Weiss sputters with an embarrassed hue. This is not how she wants the whole student body to see her. "H-hey! Stop pulling so hard! I can walk myself!"
Ashe couldn't help but stare at the small gathering before her. Why are they so eager to rush onto the stage and join her? She doesn't know any of them. Hardly spoken a word to them. Yet here they stand.
Nora was easily the most energetic, Ren is forced to hold her down by the shoulders. Yang stood with her arms crossed over her chest with Blake beside her. Pyrrha took a stance with Jaune, her fingers together with a bright smile. "Hello again~"
Ruby appears with a wild Weiss. Ruby tackles onto Yang and Blake with an arm over their shoulders. Yang turns to give her head a playful ruffle while Blake groans. Weiss on the other hand huffs to the side with a hand placed upon her hip. "I'm only up here because of Ruby." The soft red tint betrays her though.
They are strange.
So very strange. Ashe can't figure out why they are up here. Unable to comprehend it all. It doesn't make sense. Aren't they embarrassed? Are they not afraid of what the other students and professors will think of them? Her nose twitches at the thoughts. It doesn't make any sense, and she doesn't care right now.
A warmth sprouts from her chest. A feeling that she has not felt since so long ago. Not since her death. With the smallest of smiles, Ashe nods her head once. "Mm…Thanks…everyone." Though she can feel everyone staring at her, hear their whispers, and her mind continuously spiraling in dark thoughts. Ashe can persevere.
Ashe's bell chimes loudly while approaching Ozpin with a warm smile on his face. Though she is weak, her legs are stouter. She stands before him with her arms clasped behind her back and stance wide. Standing at ease, if to report. She notices Glynda Goodwitch approaching Ozpin from behind before adjusting her glasses.
"Ashe Souris, you found the Silver Queen. As unique as your relic piece is, so to shall your team be." Turning upward, he looks toward the screen as it changes from her profile picture to her battling against Grimm from the forest. During the footage, she notices the camera changing to a far-off bird's-eye view from when she lost her hat. "You shall be the sole member of your group. From your fight against the Beowolves and Alpha Griffon, you are indeed a strong individual. If anyone else dares to say otherwise, let them do so after watching this footage against said Alpha Griffon."
The crowd is forced into silence as they watch the video upon the dual monitors.
Ashe shuffles into place awkwardly. Tugging onto her hat to hide away from the spotlight. Why is he showing that? There's no point. He didn't do it for anyone else. So why her? Even with the bird's-eye view, it wasn't too difficult to see what transpired. At least no one could make out her faunus ears. Thank the gods her mouse ears are the same color as her hair. It blends in so much easier.
"The role of a queen in chess is twofold. One, it is a stalwart of defense that wards off attacks. Two, it is also a deadly weapon that can turn the tide in one move. So, shall you be as well." As the footage finishes, Ozpin turns his gaze back toward her. "As I said before. Ashe Souris. You found the Silver Queen relic. From this day forward, you shall be known as team Ash Gray. Led by, Ashe Souris. But you are not alone. You shall be apprenticed under Glynda Goodwitch."
Ashe's eyes widen at the revelation and mouth agape. Her breath hitches while Glynda steps closer toward Ozpin from behind. "Ozpin!" He ignores her with a nod to Ashe. Straightening his back, he looks every bit of the Headmaster of Beacon Academy.
"You are now a student of Beacon Academy. Congratulations, young lady."
( A/ N )
Hello~
So completes chapter five! Hopefully this one was equally as enjoyable as the rest! I look forward to any and all feed back. I'll see everyone in the next chapter!
Darth