Chapter 1- A battlefield of White
The darkened past can't be changed. But the future can be altered for a brighter tomorrow. - LopunnyGal.
The sun began to make its descent signaling that nightfall was approaching, the stars beginning to come into view as snowflakes began falling from the light ray clouds above dressing the pine trees and portions of the ground and rocks in white. As the icy flakes danced along the wind a petite young woman walked down a beaten dirt road, shivering and trying to huddle in her pastel pink and navy blue hoodie for warmth, as snow clung to her black skirt and bottoms of her sneakers. Suddenly a particularly strong but brief gust of wind pulled her hood down freeing her head slightly. Dark brown hair that transitioned into a creamy white towards the end resembling a lion's mane blew backwards as lioness ears that were a lighter shade of brown flicked down from the frigid cold now hitting the furry appendages. She continued to walk down the road trying to figure out how to get home when she stumbled upon an open lot with dozens upon dozens of white crosses, razed ground with weapons still laid it indicating the battle that took place here. The lion faunus looked over several of the cross shaped tombstones and saw that they belonged to warriors, soldiers though they were left unmarked and even huntsmen and women. She heard the sound of someone groaning and the soil shifting as though something was attempting to dig their way out. A blackened hand with white nails that looked more like claws broke through the dirt, followed by another one. The hands grabbed onto the weapon in front of them which happened to be a rifle and propped it upright, using the weapon to haul itself further from the soil revealing the rest of its form. It was a soldier dressed in tattered and torn army attire. Small white spines poked out from its wrists, neck and elbows, its jaw hung loosely and looked unhinged as a orangish red light glowed from its open maw, its face was covered with white plating that looked like a skull, its eyes glowing a deep shade of red almost crimson. Portions of its body were rotting away and bones were visible. On its head was a dark green helmet. He growled at the young woman and raised its rifle as he shuffled towards her slowly but was quickly gaining speed as it let out an ear piercing shriek. As soon as he screamed she lifted her arms as her thick silver bracelets began to morph and change around her hands taking on the shape of claws gauntlets. "Hand to Hand!" She grins and runs at him. The soldier raised his rifle with the intent of hitting her with the back of the weapon but was stopped by a metallic claw catching it.
"Bad boy." She kicks him away. The soldier growls at this and lets out another shriek as though calling for help before picking up a few rocks and throwing them at her. She breaks the rocks as more soldiers rise. "You know five against one isn't a fair fight but I'm up for a good challenge." She grins the claws morphing into a crossbow mode. With a cackle, lightning arcs from her gauntlet and into the first two enemies. Hitting them both square in the head as they fell to the ground and began to turn into black smoke. "Looks your heads are the weak spots. This is gonna be fun." She grins and aims for the next two firing more bolts of lighting at the two soldiers, shocking them momentarily before collapsing to the ground and disappearing.
"And that takes care of those guys. Now to get home. I feel like my tail's turning to ice." She said with slight shiver. Though as the young woman was about to leave the small graveyard battlefield her lion ears perked up at the sound of the a low rumble coming from the back of the lot. A mace broke through the earth, followed by a low growling and a large armored hand rose from the gaping hole.
"HOLY COW HE WAS DEEP!" She exclaimed as the fallen warrior began climbing out of its grave. Its skin was the same black as the soldiers though he wore rather dirty and slightly rusted armor though its crest was visible. Poking out from its head were a pair of bull horns.
"Woah you're an oldie." The young woman said in awe before shaking her head trying to get focused.
"Let's dance." The bull faunus paladin let out a roar as it charged her like well a raging bull as the lion eared faunus ran at him full force letting out a battle roar of her own, her crossbows now back to their original claw state, glowing with the lighting dust. Lightning shoots from the claws once he gets close.
A/N: Hi everyone it's Lopunnygal here. I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of the new Lioness of Lore. There's an explanation on the original. Please read it as soon as you can because I will be deleting it on the 10th. The story now takes place in Volume 6. I'm really happy with how this chapter turned out. Please Read, View and Enjoy.