A/N:
Hello everyone. This is the revamped version of the Fire Trailer, I added a few things here and there, fixed some grammar issues and added an extended scene at the end of it. I'm gonna hold off on the Wind Trailer until I finish the next three chapters of Morning Hope Academy. So until then I hope this tides you off. Let me know what you think, if you've read the originals, then did you like the new stuff? Anything I can improve on? Let me know. See you all next time.
Team S.W.A.N.
The Fire Trailer
In the other gardens
And all up the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!
Pleasant summer over
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
The gray smoke towers.
Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall! - Robert Louis Stevenson
xxx
The sun was shining brightly outside of the apartment complex. It was streaming through the crack in the curtains, shining right on her face. She cringed a bit at the brightness, mumbling a swear before her eyes fluttered open. She sat up on her elbow, looking at the nearby night table for the time. The digital clock resting atop it read 9:04AM. It was Saturday, so she normally slept in. She lowered herself back down, closing her eyes and turning away from the bright shining light, hoping to sleep until at least eleven. However, life had other plans. Another hand struck her in the face, causing her to jump and fall off her bed. She groaned in pain, grabbing onto the edge of the mattress, glaring at the one responsible.
"Luna." she hissed, rubbing her new sore spot.
The girl, Luna, was her best friend. She was currently sprawled on the bed, spread eagle. The bed sheets were a jumbled mess at the foot of the bed, or at least her half of the sheets were. She was a beautiful young woman, with ivory colored hair, and long pitch black hair that fell down to her hips, currently frizzy and mattered as it fell around her. She was wearing nothing more than a black bra, along with a pair of black short shorts. She was wearing a diamond anklet around her left ankle, a gift that she had gotten for her when they were seven.
Whitney sighed, as she climbed to her feet. She ran her fingers through her long silky white hair, glaring at her best friend. She was a pretty young woman, seventeen years of age. She had fair colored skin, and deep brown eyes. She had dyed the ends of her hair, one half being bright neon orange and the other being a bright neon blue. They represented the stages of fire, with orange being the one normally seen on Earth. Blue being a product of perfect combustion and her normal white representing the hottest flame imaginable. She stretched her limbs, a loud pop causing her to groan a bit in satisfaction. She moved on to the adjacent bathroom, not bothering to turn the light on. She grabbed a hold of her tooth brush, sparing a glance back at the sleeping ravenette.
"Luna, you better be up by the time I get out of the shower, or I will light your ass on fire this time." she said. A groan could be heard from the room. Satisfied she turned back to the sink and turned the tap on.
After making sure her teeth were as white as they could be, she took her night clothes off and tossed them down the laundry chute. She stepped into the tub and turned the shower own, shivering a bit from he sudden cold spray.
"Hmm, maybe I can do something interesting today. This is probably the only time I'll be able to spend with Luna. I still can't believe she was accepted into Beacon. The headmaster must see something in her, other than blatant laziness." she thought to herself. She poured some strawberry scented shampoo into her hand, she took a small whiff of it before lathering it into her hair. It was her favorite scent, ever since her mother bought her the wrong kind several years back.
She started humming a song as she washed her hair, one that her mother sung to her and Luna when they were growing up. The black haired girl spent more time with her than with her own family. Luna came from a family with six children, with her being the oldest. So she usually came to Whitney's house for some peace and quiet. Eventually she just started living there, Luna's parents were fine with it, and Whitney's mom didn't have an issue with it. Whenever Luna was awake, she was surfing the net for spare parts.
Luna's weapon was a Yo-Yo she called Artemis. Whitney had told her she should use a Yo-Yo as a weapon when they were kids. It had started out as a joke, but Luna had taken it seriously. She had built her first prototype and with the aid of her Gravity Semblance, had started learning to fight with it. Once they had gotten into Combat School, she had created the first version of Artemis, using a special chain chord she would use it as a blunt weapon. Combining it with her Semblance, small arms fire and her fighting techniques, Luna was a force to be reckoned with. As long as she had energy that is. Her semblance took too much energy from her, so she was always sleeping, to recover her spent energy. On the night of a full moon however, that was another story.
She turned around, letting the warm spray wash the suds from her hair. It didn't take her much longer to finish her shower. She walked into her bedroom with a white towel tightly wrapped around her petite body, and a black one wrapped around her hair. Even though she was Seventeen now, she was still shorter than most girls her age. She was Five foot Four, and had a B cup bust, while Luna was Five Foot Eight and had a C cup, nearly a D cup bust. That was another thing she was jealous about, her best friend having a bigger bust than her. It was another one of Luna's alluring features. Whitney always felt self conscious whenever she was around her best friend. Boys would always hit on Luna, often times ignoring Whitney, all because she wore a vest that showed off her assets. Luna just didn't care, she wore her vest and black bra proudly. She looked around her room, noticing the curtains were still drawn. The mound on top of her bed meant her friend had decided not to wake up. Whitney walked over to the bedside and pulled the covers off the sleeping girl.
Luna was hugging one of the pillows, drooling on it as she slept. This was something she usually did when she was sleeping. It was either a pillow or Whitney herself. It had been a normal occurrence for the girl to wake up with her shoulder covered in drool. Either that or her best friend would be spooning her, much to her dismay. Whitney snapped her fingers, and ignited her hand. Her Semblance gave her the unique use of Fire. She was able to make it, control it and absorb it, even eat it if she had to. As far as she knew, she was the only one capable of controlling fire like this. She held her hand near the girls rump, making sure not to burn her. Luna stopped drooling, and a goofy grin appeared on her face, almost as if she were enjoying the heat near her sacred area.
"Damn Luna, have you no shame?" Whitney thought to herself.
She decided to crank up the heat a bit, making some smoke start to rise from flame. A few seconds later, Luna's eyes snapped open and she let out a scream before dashing to the bathroom. Whitney broke into a fit of laughter, watching her friend trying to put out the fire by dunking her ass in the toilet. The black haired girl appeared at the doorway, arms crossed. Her legs were covered in water and her shorts were soaked.
"Whit, I swear if you weren't by best friend, I would have tossed a mortar head at you." she said angrily.
"I told you to wake up didn't I? Come on, we have to attack while the day is young." she said. Luna yawned, rubbing her violet eyes.
"I've told you many times I'm nocturnal." she muttered.
"Narcoleptic is a better word." the white haired girl said, sitting down on her bed. She crossed her legs and grabbed the television remote, turning the big screen on.
"I am not narcoleptic. I just have trouble staying up during the day." she said with a yawn. The feeling of heading back to bed was still there, but she didn't want her tush to be broiled that early in the morning.
"Take a cold shower, and make sure to actually wash your hair. I better smell the damn strawberries in it!"
"Yeah yeah." she said, brushing the girl off. She reached behind her back, snapping the clasp of her bra and tossing it to the ground. She reached for her shorts, undoing the button, before she pulled both her shorts and her black lacy panties off. Whitney looked up, shaking her head at the sight of her naked friend.
"Jeez, have you no shame? I have a brother you know." she said. Luna smirked, placing an arm under her breasts.
"Then he'll have the pleasure of seeing his hot little sister and her best friend in their birthday suits. That will make him all hot and bothered." she said with a wink. Whitney threw a pillow at her, hitting her in the face.
"Take a shower now before I bathe your ass myself." she said. Luna rolled her eyes and stepped into the tub, turning on the water. Whitney decided to put on the morning news, to see how preparations for the festival were going.
The Vytal Festival was being held in Vale this time. It was a tournament that took place every 4 years, the stadium being moved between the kingdoms. The last time, it had been held in Atlas, and now it was Vale's turn to host it. Teams from all Four Huntsman Academies would flood Beacon, as they all prepared for the Festival. Not only that, but they would also get the chance to see how the other school operated and take missions for the Kingdom of Vale. Each successful mission not only granted them money, but college credit if they wished to continue studying instead of becoming huntsman after graduation.
Whitney hadn't been accepted into Beacon earlier that year. She had graduated from Sanctum Academy, but for some reason her application was denied. She didn't know why, but she figured too many students enrolled and not everyone could get in. Luna had promised to talk to Headmaster Ozpin in her stead, but when she did, the Man just gave her a cryptic reply, that even she didn't understand. So for the last few months, Whitney had been practicing her skills and taking in town missions. Usually to clear nearby Farms from Grimm, or to deal with some local pests. It wasn't as exciting, but it was better than let her training go to waste. She grabbed a pair of white panties and put them on, followed by one of her lacy bras. She still didn't know why Luna had insisted in getting lacy underwear. She grabbed a spaghetti strap shirt, and a black skirt with a golden hem. She put the skirt on first, pressing down the sides to get the wrinkles out. She put on the shirt right after. It had vertical black lines, and black straps that mixed well with the white ones from her bra.
Usually, she'd put on her black and purple cloak, but it was such a nice day. The day after a rainstorm was always a good one. She put on her long white stockings, followed by her boots. They were a silver color, with black soles and thick five inch heels. She grabbed her leg braces and started putting them on, even though she wasn't going to be doing any fighting, she liked to at least keep her legs protected. She was an apt fighter, and a great user of a Bow Sword, but she was also good with hand to hand. After she was done putting on her leg braces and plates, she grabbed her hair brush and started brushing her long hair. She started humming a song, until a news bulletin caught her attention.
"This just in, the earlier reports about the theft at the Moazagoatl Museum of Relics and Gems has been confirmed. Late last night, a masked man managed to break into the Museum undetected. After he was inside, he planned a very calculated course through the museum until he found his way to the gem exhibit, where the Golden Beryl was on display. The Golden Beryl is a special Gem stone, one of Ten stones that are rarely ever found on the planet. It's a gemstone infused with a natural deposit of an Elemental Dust, in this case, Lightning Dust. Stones of this quality are not only rare, but also very priceless and valuable. The Family is devastated as it was a priceless edition to their collection. The Perpetrator's identification is still a mystery and no information on his whereabouts have been given, all we know is that he is young, perhaps around his late teenage years, was wearing an all black outfit and was also wearing a White Fang mask. There are no reports of any White Fang activity in the area, but the validity of this statement is still in question. If anyone sees or hears of this man, please contact the number below, a reward of 1,000,000 Lien has been posted for his capture. We now return to our normal programming."
Whitney sat there in shock. How could one person be capable of stealing a Gem stone that valuable. Hell, she'd seen that gem up close herself when she and Luna visited the museum a week prior. The security was so tight in that room, not even a fly could get in, and here was a man possibly her age, breaking into the museum and stealing a precious stone.
"That's crazy...I can't believe someone actually did that. That man must be one of the most skilled thieves in this generation. Managing to sneak into a heavily guarded museum, and steal the gem? The White Fang certainly has a lot of talent in their ranks." She said, sounding rather dejected. She has faced a few White Fang members before, but were usually low level recruits, easily driven away. She was in the small percentage of humans who sided with the Faunus, and wanted equality between their races. Of course she knew equality was something hard to achieve, especially with the rampant racism in the Kingdoms.
She shook her head, getting the shock through her system. She grabbed her hair ties and tied her hair into its usual pigtails. She then grabbed her butterfly hair pins and pinned them in front of the ties, so they wouldn't be seen. She looked at her reflection and smiled brightly.
"Perfect, now for make up." she said with a clap.
"Ugh...tell me your not going to smear crap on your face again." Luna said, as she entered the room, once again naked. Whitney rolled her eyes.
"It's not crap, it gives my pale complexion a bit of color." she said, looking back at her friend. Luna put on a clean pair of her usual black lacy panties, along with one of Whitney's white bras. Even though she was a full cup size bigger, she still wore them when she didn't have clean ones. She glanced at the white haired girl, a bored look on her face.
"Listen Whit, you look fine without the make up. Maybe a bit of eye shadow, and some eyeliner to bring out your brown eyes a bit. You don't need the blush, or the foundation and definitely not the lip stick. You look like a clown with that shit on." Luna said, putting a bit of emphasis on the swear.
She grabbed a pair of shorts and slipped them on. She grabbed her black belt and slipped it through the loops, buckling it at the front. Her belt buckle had her personal crest on it, a styled L with an S behind it, which stood for her name, Lunastasia Schwarz. It was round, in the shape of her favorite toy, the Yo-Yo, and had a small metal piece which mimicked a yo-yo string and ring. She grabbed her black vest and slipped it on, not bothering to zip it up at all. On her left breast was a vibrant half moon, which also stood for her name.
"I feel insulted Luna. Sure you don't like make up and look better without it, but I feel different when I use it, I feel better." Whitney said, sounding a bit miffed at her friend. Luna crossed her arms, resting her weight on her right leg.
"Better about what? Whitney Azar you are a gorgeous woman with a beautiful personality. You were born without make up, so you don't freaking need it. If it's because no boy will ask you out, then it's their loss." Luna replied, putting on her black stockings.
They were spiked and rimmed with white cloth, each spike had a tiny moon and star on it. She put on her heeled boots, which were a solid black color, with white outlines. The heels were around five inches long, and quite thick. She also had them fitted with special wheels so she could skate around in them, all at the control of her toes, which activated the skate feature. Her stockings also had holes on them, which were used to hold her extra yo-yo's. Of course she also had her fanny pack which held the rest of the ones she'd need, as well as her Black Star Type 54 which she had just in case she was out of yo-yo's.
"Luna..boys have nothing to do with this." she said.
"Yes it does Whit. I know, you've never been in a real relationship, and you must be itching to get in one. Trust me, I was too..remember my girly girl phase?"
"Yes., ou just had to have bright colors and cute dresses. It was horrible." Whitney said, fondly remembering the phase her best friend when through.
"Mhmm, and why did I do that?" Luna asked, arms crossed.
"To catch the attention of Martin Prince, the cutest guy in class."
"Exactly, and notice me he did. We started going out, but then the head cheerleader asked him out and he led me on. That is until I found them making out in the locker rooms. I went home and burned every dress I owned and bought all of my amazing black clothes. I'm a tomboy at heart, but I also like to be attractive. This is the style the suits me, and I wouldn't have found it if it wasn't for that moment. I'm glad I did, or else you'd see me wearing a fucking dress, and absolutely detest them." She said firmly, her Amethyst colored eyes sparkling a bit.
"Right. I remember, the bonfire was so big they had to call the fire department to put it out. But this isn't about that, it's about my confidence, my individuality." she said. Luna sighed and rolled her eyes. It really annoyed her how Whitney didn't see how beautiful she truly was. But she was her best friend and would help her to see reason.
"Fine, how about this...we'll try things my way. I'll do your make up for you and we'll see how many guys hit on you. If we reach 10, then you have to let me do your make up for the first semester at Beacon."
"What if I don't get accepted? Then what?"
"Don't say that bullshit. You'll make it, I know you will and if not, I'll grab Ozpin by the balls and won't stop squeezing until he agrees. He keeps saying all of this cryptic shit, I'll make sure he understands how serious Lunastasia Schwarz can be!" she said, a mischievous tone in her voice. Whitney cringed, not wanting to imagine what her friend could do to Beacon's Headmaster.
"Ow, a little brutal don't ya think Luna?" she asked. Luna shrugged, grabbing a hold of the girl's eye shadow.
"Alright, lets check out the color palette. Ooh, this purple shadow looks nice." she said.
"Purple is your favorite color isn't it?" she asked.
"Second to black. Close your orbs, or else I'll get the dust in them, and trust me, purple eyes don't suit you." she said.
Whitney took a deep breath and let her friend work her magic. She sometimes disliked betting things with Luna. However if it had to be done, it had to be done and she couldn't back out. Sometimes she wondered why it was that she was more active during certain things instead of others. She'd bet her bow that she'd fall asleep at the cafe she was planning to stop at. After a few minutes, Luna finally finished, a proud smile on her face.
"Alright, open your eyes and take a look."
Whitney held back the urge to sigh and opened her eyes. They widened a bit when she took the make up into account. She used a faint purple eye shadow to accent her brown eyes, and made the color stand out more by using some eye liner to draw in a small tail at the corners of her eyes. She had to admit, it made her look nice.
"So, do you like it?" she asked. Whitney nodded.
"It looks nice. I'll try it, but less than ten boys and I'll start my make up routine up again."
"Fine, that was the bet after all." she said, yawning a bit. Whitney stood up, shaking her friend.
"Uh uh, you are not falling asleep now you narcoleptic butt munch. Grab your Yo-yo's because we're hitting the town." she said standing up. Luna sighed and nodded, heading over to where she had put her backpack. She dug around it, pulling out her fanny pack. She unzipped it and pulled out her yo-yo rings, as well as her gloves. She slipped them on, followed by the brass rings which she placed on her middle fingers. She drew her gun from her backpack and grabbed a magazine.
"Do you have to bring that with you?" Whitney asked. Luna rose a brow, and slammed the magazine into the handle of her gun, pulling the slide back, before putting the safety on.
"Yes, you never know when danger will strike. Even if we're in the city, Grimm or worse things can show up. I don't leave home without it." she said.
She took out a few of her yo-yo heads, placing them in the spaces of her stockings. She placed an orange mortar one first, followed by an Ice one and a Poison one. On right side, she placed a wind one, a water one and a lightning one. Then she grabbed her personal favorite one, the Smoke Yo-yo, which was purple and black. She put the tip of the yo-yo ring into the small metal clasp, and with a click it was securely on. She placed her gun in her holster, which was tied around her back.
"Alright I'm ready. No promises that I will stay awake though." she said, holding back a yawn. Whitney rolled her eyes and grabbed her purse, slinging it over her shoulder. She grabbed her house keys and shoved them in her purse, along with a few other personal things in case she needed them.
"Lets go. We'll stop at Cafe Soleil for breakfast, I've been saving up some money from my missions."
"Ugh...that place is so boring." she muttered. She grabbed one of Whitney's hair ties and tied her hair in a side ponytail. She finished the look off by tying a ribbon in her hair, a bright blue one.
"You always find that place boring. It's a cute place, and it has awesome coffee cake...and you love coffee cake." she singsonged. Luna rolled her eyes. She did love coffee cake, not as much as she loved Strawberry filled donuts with Strawberry icing and raspberry sprinkles. Whitney left the room, heading towards the stairs that would lead them outside. Luna grabbed her weapon, a Bow Sword named Starlight Butterfly and walked behind her. Once outside, she handed the weapon to her friend.
"Why'd you bring that?" she asked.
"Idiot, we went to combat school for a reason. We were taught never to be outside weaponless. So take it." she said. Whitney sighed, feeling like an idiot. Even though she wanted to have a day of fun, she needed to be protected just in case. She grabbed her Bow Sword, attaching it to her belt. Luckily, she made all of her arrows out of her aura and dust, so it limited the use of arrows. Once it was secured, she turned to her friend.
"Alright Luna, the day is young and we have tons of things to do. So lets go have some fun." she said with a smile. Luna followed closely behind her, playing with her Yo-yo.
Since Whitney wanted to go to Beacon Academy, her family decided to make the move from Mistral to Vale. Since Luna was also going to attend, she had been allowed to move in with them permanently. She was going to be heading to Beacon anyway, so she would only be there during breaks. However, no one was expecting Whitney to get denied. Her mother had been sad, but she had found a good job in the city, and her father was a Huntsman so he enjoyed taking the missions. Her older brother was a Junior in Haven Academy, so he wasn't around as much anymore. He had come to Vale for the Tournament, a few weeks early as his Team was currently training. He convinced Headmaster Lionheart to allow it. Sometimes, Whitney wondered why such a cowardly man was the head of Haven Academy.
Down Town Vale was the same as always, filled with interesting people. It was quite active today, as everyone was preparing for the Vytal Festival which was happening soon. Thinking about the Festival made her rather sad, only students from the 4 Academies were allowed to enter, she so desperately wanted to go. Being a Huntress was something she had wanted to do since she was a kid. Especially due to all of the cool legends and stories she had heard. Her favorite being the story of the Grimm Reaper, a legendary Huntress who fought with Scythes. She wanted to be as badass as that woman in the future. She noticed her friend had activated her skates, and had been slowly pushing herself forward.
"Do a figure 8." Whitney cried out, earning a smile from the black haired girl. She did a perfect Figure 8, even throwing in a 180 spin, however she ended up crossing the street on accident. A car stopped seconds away from hitting her and beeped the horn loudly, making her stop.
"Jeez, get out of the street you crazy bitch!" the man shouted, earning a look of anger from the ravenette.
"Sorry, my friend didn't know where she was going. It won't happen again." Whitney cried out apologetically, appearing by her friend's side.
"Screw you both, my insurance would have been through the roof!" he replied, clearly not caring about the well being of the two young ladies.
"Seriously? All you care about is your car insurance? Fuck you man." Luna cried out.
"Fuck you bitch, hope you get hit by a truck." the man said loudly.
"Lets go Luna. We don't need this right now." she said, pushing her friend across the street. As soon as the man drove off, Luna whipped her Yo-yo at the car as hard as she could. The head popped off and kept on flying toward the car, with her Semblance she made it go in through the open window.
"What did you do?" she asked.
"I tried an experimental head. I mixed some Azure No.5 with some Brown No.9 and some Verdant No.4"
"Are you crazy? What exactly will that do?" Whitney cried out. Luna smirked and held her hand out, counting down from five. When she reached zero, a loud explosion was heard, and a large cloud of gray smoke could be seen in the distance. Some screams and shouts could be heard, making the raven haired girl smile.
"Lets go, before he figures out it was us."
"Us? There's no us! Just you, you freaking psychopath!" Whitney cried, still stunned at what her friend had done.
"Oh live a little will ya? Come on, I'm dying to get that Coffee cake." she replied, deactivating her skates.
Even though she loved zooming around the sidewalks, she didn't want to get hit by a car. Even though her aura would keep her safe from injuries of that magnitude. They reached one of the open Plaza's of Vale, where there were a few markets and stores. It was mostly where bored or lonely people came when they had nothing better to do, so there was a little bit of everything there. Cafe Soleil was also located in this area, so it was a plus.
"Well, we're here. I wanted to check out some armor before we head back home, as well as restock on some Dust. I need a few more uncut fire crystals for my dust armlet." Whitney said, listing out what she needed. Luna just nodded, already wanting to replace the spent crystals she had used.
"I guess I could use a few extra Smoke crystals. I did end up using one of my smoke heads." She said, a bored look on her face. Two guys passed by them, wolf whistling as they passed.
"Damn girl, you look cute. You can cut me up any time." one of them said, looking at Whitney, who blushed a bit.
"You too moon girl, you're real fine."
"Get bent, I don't have time for swine like you." Luna said, glaring at the two boys, who just chuckled and walked off.
"That was rude." Whitney said, looking annoyed at her friend.
"Hey, that's two down and eight more to go." she said, walking toward the Dust store. Dust 'n' Armor was the one they went too. There were two more in the city of Vale, but this one didn't get robbed as often, unlike the others. She remembered hearing news about Roman Torchwick robbing another Dust Store in the city.
"Shouldn't we stop at the cafe first? I'm a little hungry." Whitney said, Luna sighed and changed her direction, heading toward the Cafe. She opened the door, holding it open for her friend.
"After you honey." she said sarcastically. Whitney smirked, patting her face lovingly.
"Thank you beautiful, I appreciate it." she said, earning a growl from the ravenette. Luna hated when Whitney decided to be cheeky with her. Though this time, she kinda deserved it.
Cafe Soleil was just as it sounded, warm and sun filled. The walls were bright orange, and it had a french feel to it. The tables were round, and the booths were made of oak with soft leather seats, orange of course. The tiles were white and orange, with little smiling suns on them. There were a few balloons tied to the line dividers, promoting their Early Autumn specials. Luna really didn't like the bright colors, but Whitney being the fiery girl she was, thoroughly enjoyed coming to the little cafe, so she'd grit her teeth and bare it. Besides, their coffee cake wasn't bad, if only they had her favorite donuts.
"Luna, if you want to sit down you can. I'll just get everything."
"That's fine." Luna said, a smile on her face. Maybe she could sleep a bit while her friend got them their drinks.
"Alright, Pumpkin Latte with a double shot of espresso, a slice of coffee cake and an oatmeal cookie for you, I'll take the Vanilla Bean coffee with a glazed donut." she said.
"Sounds cool...I'll be over there." she said, heading to the booth in the very back.
It was the darkest part of the cafe, and she was sure she could catch at least ten minutes of sleep, considering the line. Whitney got in line, pulling out her wallet which was attached to her keys. As she was getting in line though, she bumped into someone who ended up dropping their coffee. The person was a bit taller than her, and was wearing a white cloak, the inside of it being bright red. It had a rose emblem on the back of it. The person was wearing a blue tee shirt underneath it, with black pants and boots. He had two blue and white pistols attached to his hips. She wasn't good with guns, but from what she knew, they were Beretta M9a3's. The rail at the bottom had what looked like a folded blade, and it seemed as if they joined together to form something else. She could tell he was wearing some sort of vembrace, which were white on top and blue on the bottom, she noticed some sort of arrow head attached to the side of it. He seemed a little disappointed, seeing the drink spilled all over the floor.
"I'm so sorry." she said, going as far as bowing to the boy. He just looked at her in confusion, shaking his head.
"It was my fault miss. I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking. This cloak sort of blocks my peripheral." he said with a chuckle. He brought his hood down, showing her his face. He was actually pretty handsome, despite the long scar across his face. He had bright heteorochromatic eyes and spiky silver hair, though the ends of them was dyed bright blue. He had light pink whiskers painted on his cheeks, partially covering his scar. She noticed the ears sitting atop his head, her eyes fully focused on them.
"Have you...never seen a faunus before?" he asked, brow quirked in curiosity.
"Huh...what no. I've seen faunus before it's just...I've never seen one with ears and a tail." she said, pointing to the appendage that was flicking about behind the boy.
"Oh...right. Well, I'm a different kind of faunus, a Miqo'te...we're a dying race, but we have both. Hehe." he said, his eyes shifting to his spilled coffee. Whitney frowned, feeling really bad.
"I'll clean it up." she said, heading to the side to grab some napkins. The teen shook his head.
"It's alright, I got it. I don't usually show this off but, I can't pass up impressing a cute girl." he said, a small charming smile on his face. He waved his hand over the spill, and the liquid started to move. He formed a smaller orb of water and started to absorb it into the orb. He activated some fire dust, turning the whole thing to steam. He grabbed the discarded cup and tossed it in the trash. To say Whitney was impressed was an understatement.
"You can control water?" she asked, her voice sounding a bit shaky from both shock and surprise. He cave her a curt nod.
"Yup, I'm an Elemental. I hear Water Semblances are super rare, only one person is born with one every hundred years. I'm glad to be the lucky one, but sometimes it causes more problems then anything." he said, rubbing his neck.
"This is so weird...you won't believe it but...I have a Fire Semblance!" she said excited. His eyes widened in surprise.
"What...are you serious?" he asked.
"Of course, check it out." she said, snapping her fingers. Her whole hand became enveloped in fire. The boy's eyes widened, glancing at the dancing flame. He tried to poke it with his finger, but shied back, a bit nervous. She rolled her eyes.
"Touch it, I can control the heat of the flames so it won't burn you." she said. He nodded and held his hand over the flame. True to her word, the flame didn't burn.
"Wow...I just...I wasn't expecting running into someone like you. People with full control over an element are really rare. Perhaps we were destined to meet." he said.
"Perhaps." Whitney said, a small smile on her face. She noticed her friend out of the corner of her eye, and remembered where she was.
"Yo, Whit what's taking you so long? I'm hungry and I can't sleep if I don't have something to eat." Luna said, earning a sigh from the Fire user.
"Jeez, in a minute. You can wait a bit more, this is good considering you always fall asleep here." she said, extinguishing the flame.
"Whatever...who's the boy? New date?" she asked curiously. The teen swallowed hard, glancing at Luna, almost memorized by what he was seeing. His ears twitched a bit, his tail having become abnormally still.
"Oh...this is...I'm sorry whats your name again?" Whitney asked. The boy tore his eyes away from the black haired Yo-yo lover and looked at Whitney.
"Huh? My name...it's Sora...Sora Loire a pleasure to meet you miss?"
"Whitney Azar. This is my friend Lunastasia Schwarz...I call her Luna for short." she said, introducing her best friend.
"Nice to meet you dude." Luna said, holding her hand out. Sora grabbed it, but instead of shaking it, he placed a kiss atop it.
"It's my pleasure to meet you Lunastasia. Please call me Sora." he said, a light blush on his face. Luna was taken aback by this action but just brushed it off.
"Yo Sora, stop bothering those girls and hurry up. We have things to do and little time to do them in." a new voice said, this one belonged to a cute Rat Faunus that was waiting by the door. She was holding two coffees in her hand. Sora shook his head.
"Sorry, that's my friend Argo. She tends to be a bit impatient, I'll see you around Whitney, Luna..it was nice meeting both of you." he said, bowing respectfully. He flipped his hood up as e walked off, catching up with his friend who handed him a coffee cup. The pair heard her calling him an idiot for dropping his own and that he owed her. Whitney smiled a bit.
"Wow Luna. I didn't know you were attracting cute boys to your side." she said with a smirk.
"Pfft, please...I've seen that boy around here before. I know for a fact he's a street rat. He's probably doing that to charm me into being his girlfriend so he can bring something new back to his friends. I don't like his type."
"Oh don't say those things, he seemed very sweet."
"Looks can be deceiving. Can we get our shit now? Please?" she asked.
"Fine, come on." Whitney said, pulling her friend towards the now empty line.
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"Ah...nothing beats a good donut." Whitney said, patting her stomach happily as she finished her third donut. Luna said nothing, as she continued messing with her Yo-Yo. She had taken it apart and had cleaned all of the small parts. Now she was putting it back together, making sure the trihead screws were in place.
"Whitney...why did you show that boy your semblance?"
"Hmm...oh because he has one just like mine. Though he controls water instead, isn't that strange?" the white haired girl asked.
"Maybe...but I thought we agreed not to show that off."
"I know that...but it's the first time I've seen someone like that. Someone who has full control over water. Some people can either manipulate it, or coat stuff in it. He was able to create it from thin air, and manipulate it as well. Just like I can create fire from nothing." She said. Luna finished putting her Yo-Yo back together, pressing the small switch on her ring, which caused the chord to roll around the disc.
"You're a descendant of Aitzibar Azar, she was the only one in your family to show full control of fire. Your semblance is ingrained in your family history, you come from a line of powerful Huntsman and Huntresses. But don't let that get to your head, you can't trust anyone, especially street rats."
"Luna...what is this about?" the girl asked, looking up from what remained of her coffee. Luna sighed, standing up from her seat.
"It's nothing honey, I just want you to be safe. You're my sis, and I don't want you to get hurt or worse. I know you can take care of yourself, but sometimes you really impress me."
"Oh? Thanks I guess." Whitney said happily.
"You impress me with how dumb and stupid you can be."
"Ah...should have seen that coming."
"Don't give me that, you know I love ya. Come on, let's go get that Dust." she said, reaching into her pocket for some crumpled Lien. She dropped it in the tip jar as they left, only for Whitney to stop.
"Lu, where did you get money from?"
"Oh...those are from my savings. Come on."
"Luna."
"Like I said, from my savings."
"Lunastasia Mariana Schwarz, I swear, if you took money from me again I will burn your ass until it's red!"
"I'll pay you back." Luna said, giving her a grin. Whitney sighed, shaking her head as they started walking toward Dust 'N' Armor.
As they were heading toward the store however, the two young ladies noticed a large truck barrel around the bend. It came to a stop right in front of the store, with several men getting out. A few gunshots were fired into the air, causing the nearby citizens to scurry away, shouting and screaming in fear. Luna and Whitney shared a look, both of them smiling.
"Looks like the world granted us something interesting today. How fun." the ravenette said, giving her Yo-Yo a twist. Whitney nodded, donning her Dust Armlet. She reached for her right hip, drawing Starlight Butterfly from its sheathe.
"Yes it has. Let's go, I could use a workout." she said.
The two girls started running toward the store, brandishing their weapons. One man who stood guard, caught sight of them and rose his rifle to shoot. Luna stopped, whipping Artemis at the man, striking him in the face. She pulled the Yo-Yo back, using her Gravity to wrap the weapon around him. She gave a cry, pulling the man forward, delivering a punch to his face. He slammed into the side of the truck, stumbling for a bit before Whitney finished him off, slamming her sword into his armor.
"That was tight." Luna said, clicking her tongue as she flicked her Yo-Yo into her hand.
"Yes it was, now for the fun part." the fire user said, flicking her wrist. Her sword whirled a bit, small coils and springs caused it to split open, the weapon flipped around as it shifted into its bow form. She rose it up with her right hand, her Dust Armlet glowing a bit. She noticed several men filling up canisters with dust, while others were holding the owners and customers to the back at gunpoint. She drew the string back, a sparking Lightning Arrow appearing in her grasp.
"Showtime." she sung in her mind, allowing the arrow to fly. Her string snapped loudly as the arrow lurched forward, embedding itself in the television in the room, causing it to explode with electricity.
She moved forward, the stunned men looking around for the cause, only for her to slam her bow into a nearby man. She spun around, slashing the man in the back with the bladed edge, drawing her string back. She let out a second arrow, paralyzing a second man, in the middle of rising his gun at her. She ran at him, using his knee as a spring board, she leveled her bow, pulling the string back and firing a third arrow at a nearby shelf, causing it to explode, sending items everywhere. She dropped to the ground as a hail of gunfire filled the store front.
Luna hurled a Mortar Head into the store, causing it to explode mid air, the men screaming in pain from being disoriented. The customers and owners took their chance to flee, jumping through the storefront's shattered window. She used her Yo-Yo chord as a whip, flicking it at a man's leg and pulling him off his feet, stomping his helmet with all her strength. The crackle of his aura told her he was unconscious. She wound a new Yo-Yo head, looking up in time to dodge a punch from another man.
"Hehe...you think you're the heroes? We've got you surrounded now girls." the man, the apparent leader of the crew said, holding a Sawed off Shotgun at Luna's face. Whitney held her bow up, arrow drawn as she aimed at the man in front of her, two gunmen had taken her sides. Both aiming guns at her.
"Hey Whit?"
"What's up Lu?"
"Remember when I said you shouldn't show off?" the ravenette asked.
"Mhmm."
"Forget what I said. Let'em have it." she said.
"What are you talking about? Shut up bitches! You're coming with us, I'm sure Torchwick will have a use for you." the man said, reaching for Luna's arm. She dropped to her knees, her right hand glowing slightly as she used her semblance. She punched him full force in the groin, sending him floating up. She spun around her heel, flicking her Yo-Yo around him, using all of her strength, she pulled him down, cracking the ground.
Whitney released her arrow, simultaneously dropping into her back just as the two men opened fire. Her limbs became coated in flame as she did a leg sweep, using her bow to slice the man across the chest. He let out a cry of pain as he fell, clutching his side. It was clear he lacked the use of aura, as he scrambled away from the scene. Whitney crossed her legs, spinning around rapidly while drawing her string back, releasing a flaming arrow when she came to a stop, nailing the helmet of one of the recovering goons. With a snap of her fingers, she willed it to explode. She heard someone cock a gun behind her and she gasped, not moving an inch.
"End of the line Sweetie."
Whitney moved her head slightly, just as a blur of blue shot past her, nailing the man in the head. She moved out of the way, allowing Luna to drop kick the man with all of her strength, her legs glowing a brilliant orange. He let out a gasp of pain, his body bending forward from the forward before momentum caught up with him, sending him flying right through the concrete wall. Luna quickly stood up, flicking her Yo-Yo behind her back, nailing one remaining Goon, who was aiming his revolver at her. It struck him in the center of the forehead, and he dropped like a sack of bricks.
"Aw...I wanted them to last longer."
"Well...what do we have here? Two Chickadees thinking they can stop me from getting what I want?" a voice said, causing Whitney to turn around.
The man stood tall and firm, fiery orange hair visible under a bowler hat. He was wearing a long white coat, with a crimson scarf around his neck, matching brown pants and black shoes. He had a cane in his gloved hands, a visible cigar in the corner of his mouth.
"Tch...look at that, defeat the small fry and the big boss shows up. I'm surprised you didn't run away with your tail between your legs." Luna taunted, earning a chuckle from the man.
"I like you, you got a lot of spunk. You remind me of a Little Red thorn in my side, but I guess I can take my anger out on you two." he said, raising his cane up, about to open fire on them.
"Sir...the police are coming this way. Let's cut our losses and go!" one of the unhurt goons said, earning a growl from the man.
"Fine, you win this time...but the next time we meet, you'll be wishing I was this lenient with you." the man said, racing around the front of the truck. The truck floored it out of the storefront, moments before the police showed up. Several Cruisers continued after the trucks, sirens blaring as they passed.
"Well...that was fun." Luna said, glancing at her friend who lowered her bow.
"No...it wasn't."
"Why not?"
"I forgot to put on deodorant and now I'm all sweaty."
"Ugh...Whitney, are you serious? We faced off against Roman Torchwick and that's what you think of? Sheesh, you seriously have some issues to work out." Luna said, holding back a yawn.
"Excuse me, are you the Huntresses that drove those goons back?" one of the police officers said.
"Oh...I'm not a Huntress...well, I'm in training, hehe. Ahem...yes, we defeated them. Are the customers safe? And the owners?" Whitney asked, earning a nod from the man.
"They seem relatively unhurt, but there is a Medical Team on the way. Might I say you did a fine job here."
"We're just doing our job officer. Though I would have wanted to defeat Torchwick before he ran off like the pussy he is." Luna said, clicking her tongue in annoyance.
"I'd rather you didn't mess with him, he's a rather dangerous criminal. Anyway, we'd like to take your statements. Don't worry about these guys, they'll get medical treatment before being sent to the County Jail." the officer said, urging them to follow.
"Well...at least our Saturday had an interesting start."
"I'd rather be sleeping."
"Shut up Luna."