Alright, chapter 2! So everyone knows, this story will be told in a first person POV. While it's a departure from the first chapter, that was just set up. Now then, we join Ruby as she's listening to her music in the Dust store. (Yes, this story will resemble the first Volume of Ruby. But, that's only until the appropriate set up is complete and then we will veer hard.)

Glimpses

Hi, I'm Ruby Rose! I'm a fifteen, going on sixteen year-old girl who's trying her hardest to graduate from Signal Academy so she can get into the famous Beacon Academy. I've dreamed of being a Huntress ever since I was little, and I couldn't wait for my chance to join such a prestigious school.

I also happen to be a weapons nut, with my favorite being my sweetheart, 'Crescent Rose', which I made myself. It's able to go from a scythe to a sniper rifle and back again and I can use so many types of Dust with it and I can spin it round and round and…

Oh, sorry, my sister tells me I get a little excited talking about her.

Anyway, I was sitting here in a Dust shop, reading my favorite weapons magazine while my favorite song played on my headphones, when suddenly, this guy in a black suit and red sunglasses taps my arm. Turns out, he was trying to rob me, so I just kicked him out of the shop.

As in I kicked him through the window. Some guys that looked a lot like him came at me after that, but I kicked them out too. They seemed really mad at me, so I used my darling Crescent Rose to lay the smack down on them.

I was all, 'whoosh' and 'pshah' and all those fun things. My dear is really good at what she does, but I always have to use the blunt end while in town. It may not be fun, but I'm no murderer.

Sorry, getting sidetracked. So, after I kicked the collective butts of those mooks, there was this guy in a white suit that was real nonchalant about how much of a thief he was. I mean, he had a nice hat and all, but a thief's a thief!

I tried to stop him, but he had a gun in his cane that shot explosive rounds. I was able to follow him to the roof, but he jumped into an air ship that took every bullet I had without any visible damage. Then this pretty lady with blonde hair and a purple cape showed up, and she started throwing things at them with her mind, it was amazing!

Oh, right, I should tell WhitePlush about that later.

Anyway, I tried to help her take down the ship, but this big ring of fire burned all the stuff the pretty lady was using. I got a glimpse of what I think was another woman with these scary yellow eyes, before the hatch closed and the ship took off.

Why did I tell you all that? Well…

"Ms. Rose, your attention, please? There are still more questions to ask, and the sooner you answer them, the sooner you can leave."

See, I was getting interrogated by the pretty lady. She was not happy with me; nor were the police, for that matter.

Man, you'd think helping stop a robbery would get you at least a pat on the back. I mean sure, I caused some property damage, but that wasn't that big a deal, was it?

…Ok, it was, but I didn't do it on purpose!

"Ms. Rose."

I finally looked at her, doing my best pouty face. "Yes?"

The lady sighed. "Frankly, young lady, you should be sent home. You put both yourself and others in great danger by jumping into a situation about which you had no knowledge."

That wasn't fair! "But I helped! They tried to rob the store, to rob me! I had to defend myself!"

The woman nodded. "Had that been all you'd done, I'd give you a pat on the back, before sending you on your merry way. As it stands, you should still get that pat on the back…"

I smiled.

"And a slap on the wrist."

I grimaced, just noticing the woman grow exasperated. "But, it appears someone here would like to speak with you. Much as I wish he wouldn't."

She'd mumbled the last part, but I could hear the tapping of shoes coming into the room. I couldn't see them at first, having a light shined in your eye while the room was dark didn't do much for night vision, after all. However, when they finally came into the light, I swore I recognized them.

He was a man of an age I really couldn't place, his hair grey and unruly. He had a pair of small tinted spectacles perched far down his nose, showing his sharp yellow eyes. Outside of that, he wore a dark green coat and vest with a much lighter green turtleneck underneath. There was an odd shaped necklace around his throat, but his voice stopped my observation.

"Ruby Rose, I presume?"

I nodded. "Yeah, that's me."

He stepped forward and leaned close to me, eyes scrunching. "You… have silver eyes."

That was an odd first thing to notice, if I do say so myself. I mean come on, I have red tinted hair for crud's sake! "Uh…."

The man backed off. "So, tell me Ms. Rose, where did you learn to use the single most deadly weapon ever devised, at such a tender age, at that?"

I glanced away. "Oh, at Signal."

His eyes narrowed. "They taught you how to break dance on a scythe while firing the inbuilt sniper rifle? All without so much as making your skirt flare?"

My cheeks burned. "Well, it was one teacher in particular." May as well be honest. "He taught me how to do all the crazy awesome stuff."

The man stood back, but not before putting a plate of delicious looking cookies in front of me. "I only know one scythe wielder of comparative skill. He's a dusty old crow that never writes anymore."

I'd already polished off a good half of the cookies. "Oh yeah, that's my Uncle Qrow. He says he doesn't like writing much."

He just stared at me. Oh, I'd said that with my mouthful, bad habit. "Oh, sorry. That's my Uncle Qrow, he teaches at Signal, and he took me under his wing when I enrolled. Trust me, I was garbage before he started instructing me, but now I'm like a super ninja break dancer with a super scythe!"

I did some kung-fu poses, but he was decidedly unimpressed. "Quite. Now, I'd like to ask what someone as young and pretty as you is doing at a combat school."

The woman smacked him. "Headmaster, you must watch your word choice."

The man shrugged it off. "I'm aware of what I said, Glynda. May I remind that a professional Huntress such as yourself should not be so petty."

I was beside the woman in an instant. "You're a Huntress! Please, please let me have your autograph!"

She just stared at me, the emerald orbs annoyed. "Back in your seat, Ms. Rose. We'll be done shortly."

The man shook his head. "Anyway, would you please answer the question?"

I skulked to my seat before taking a deep breath. "I… really want to be a huntress. I want to go out and slay monsters, and help people, and travel, and do all those great things. See, I've only got the two years at Signal left, then I'm going to apply to Beacon. My sister's already going to Beacon since she's training as a Huntress, and our parents say that helping people's good, and…"

I fangirled for another couple minutes before pausing for breath. They were, again, unimpressed, but the man had an odd glimmer in his eye. "Tell me, do you know who I am?"

I stared at him for a long minute before my brain finally kicked in. "You're Professor Ozpin… the Headmaster of Beacon."

He nodded. "Good to meet you."

I bowed a bit. "You too."

His face became serious and he leaned on the table. "So… you want to come to my school, correct?"

I smiled, trying to show how much I wanted to go in my eyes. "More than anything."

He glanced to the woman and she rolled her eyes. He just smiled and turned back to me. "Well, before I say anything, can you do one more thing for me?"

I wilted. "Um, sure."

His gaze intensified, if that was possible. "Can you focus your Aura for me? Concentrate it in your core and let it loose."

I shifted in my seat. "Um… Dad says I' m not supposed to do that. He says I'll explode, since my Semblance doesn't react well with it."

I knew damn well that wasn't the case, but Dad didn't want other people seeing what happened when I did that. I didn't either since I looked so scary.

Professor Ozpin sighed. "I understand, but that's not the case. Glynda here has already determined that doing this will not harm you in anyway. Please, just do this and we'll let you leave."

I sighed. There was no way I was getting out of here with a powerful Huntress, and the famous Professor Ozpin in front of me.

Sorry Dad, looks like I have to show them.

I took a deep breath and nodded. I started concentrating my Aura into my core and felt the presence as much a part of me as my Semblance. It rose easily and I was soon surrounded by familiar petals made of black-red lightning.

Professor Ozpin just stared, a smile on his face. "I see. Alright then, you can stop."

He shared another glance with the woman, Glynda I guess, before turning back to me. "You said you wanted to attend my school? Well, alright then."

I practically leapt from my seat, thanking Professor Ozpin profusely. I had a road into the school now, all that was left was to finish up at Signal and then I could attend!

~Ozpin~

The girl was quite energetic to hear that I'd accepted her. I do wonder if she knew that she'd be attending right away, rather than finishing up at Signal?

"So, is she what I think she is?"

Ah yes, Glynda. "There's no mistaking it. The girl is an Icon."

Glynda frowned at me. "There hasn't been an Icon is almost sixty years. The last died when he was thought a Grimm infiltrator."

I tented my fingers. "I'm aware of what happened. And even then, he was the only known Icon to have appeared in two centuries. We know the signs, but I never thought such a young girl would hold something so powerful."

Glynda shook her head. "My question is, which one? Only a few hold black lightning, and many of them are part of the Elders."

I smirked. "Oh, she's no Elder. In fact, she's closer to an Elder slayer than anything else."

I glanced at Glynda's shocked face. "She's a Stygian. A born leader that lead the Grand Beasts in battle for centuries. We've found quite the catch."

~Ruby~

I got out of that jail house, and immediately started typing a message.

To: WhitePlush

From: RoseWolf

Guess what just happened to me \^_^/! I got to meet Professor Ozpin and he says I can come to Beacon! That means, when I'm done at Signal, I can come to Beacon! You said you were going to go to Beacon this year, right? Maybe we can meet up when I come to attend!

I hit the "send" button, and only had to wait a moment before a reply popped up.

To: RoseWolf

From: WhitePlush

That's great to hear! I'm so happy to hear that you've gotten a fast track in! \^O^/

The idea to meet sounds great, but you have to make sure you keep messaging me! It's supposed to be really hard in the school so I need you to keep me from dying! That would make meeting really hard. -_-'

I laughed and typed back another response. Oh, wait, you guys don't know who I'm messaging, do you?

See, I signed up for this fun program back home in Patch, where you were randomly assigned another person to talk to over a messaging system. We couldn't use our scrolls to do video chats, so it was text only. WhitePlush is the person I got assigned to, and we've been friends for a while.

I'd say… seven years. What? I signed up since I was bored, and I got Dad's permission.

Anyway, we'd been kinda shy at first, but now we shared just about everything. They were two years older than me, but that didn't do much to stop us from being the best of friends. Sure, I didn't know what they looked like, or if they were a girl or a boy, but we'd been friends for years at this point.

Anyway, the interrogation didn't take all that long, so I was able to make the flight back to Patch without issue. Man, Dad was going to either be super happy or super pissed when he hears what happened.

~Atlas, Schnee Manor~

I shut my scroll with a smile, the first one on my lips in months.

I was so happy to hear my friend, only friend really, had gotten a fast track into Beacon. They'd always told me they were desperate to get into the school, and to reach it was wonderful news. I sighed when I looked out the window, trying my best to ignore a stirring in my gut.

This place was so lonely. My sister was gone, my father did everything to control my life, and my little brother was following in his footsteps. Why did I have to be the Heiress? I wanted to do other things, not run some business, or attend fancy functions.

I could have been a dancer, a singer, anything. The only thing I could swing was Huntress training, though, and even that had a time limit.

I sighed again and let my Aura concentrate as it wished. It pulsed at my core, and my Glyphs sprang to life, each a mirror that reflected my snow-white hair and night gown. However, my eyes focused on that which my Aura brought forth, something no one in my family knew about.

Where once twin pools of light blue stared from a face marred by a single scar, a single ice blue iris and slit pupil gazed from the ruined socket, the other unchanged. The other change was my top canines, the teeth elongating to almost touch my lip.

I sighed and let the Aura dissipate, snow colder than anything in Atlas settling to the floor.

I wanted to see my friend so bad. So, so bad.

I didn't want to hide anymore.

~Remnant, Unknown~

The moon was beautiful as always. Even though it was shattered, the imperfection only added to the shining beauty in the black silk.

I sighed and slinked into my hiding place, hugging my knees to my chest. It'd been years since I'd left the White Fang, and I had everything I needed to get into Beacon. But, I had to hide everywhere there were Faunus for fear of being found out, even with a ribbon to hide my ears.

I sighed again and felt my Aura concentrate in my navel. I let it go this time, just wanting to feel the comfort of the power that was a part of me. It fell into my shadow and I looked across the hollow to see one of my shadows staring at me. This one was pitch black, with red lining the golden, diamond pupiled eyes that stared back at me.

I almost laughed at my near reflection. I'd left to escape the violence that the White Fang had to come to use, to escape the guilt I felt at using my skills to hurt others. That said, I'd also run because I had been betrayed.

The person I had once trusted had seen my Aura take this shape and changed. I suddenly found myself at his side at all times, and no one was allowed near me. After all, the Alpha had to ensure his legacy would continue. He would do anything, even hunt to the ends of the earth, to make it happen.

And, what better way ensure a legacy then with a girl that was also a Founder, the first in a century?

I sighed again and let my Shadow disappear. I needed to get a move on early, if I was going to make Beacon in time.

Hopefully, I could find something there to give my life meaning again. Any meaning.

~Patch, Forest~

Ah, damn it, Rubes! Where are you?

Here I was, waiting for my lovably clumsy sister to come home from visiting Vale, and she was late! The only reason I was angry, rather than worried, was because she sent a message saying that she'd landed in Patch.

I blew my hair out of my eyes, and went inside. Dad was asleep, of course, so I had the house to myself until Ruby got home. I sighed and went out back, walking up to my good old punching bag to blow off some steam.

I threw a few straights at it, before I got annoyed. My Aura was starting to flare again, and that meant something was going to blow up. I groaned and let my Aura concentrate just below my belly button, a light green sludge forming on my fists. I let the sludge congeal before turning and hitting the tree closest to me. The sludge splattered against the bark, before glowing a violent yellow and exploding.

I was ok, since it wasn't that much sludge, but I could feel my eye change again. I didn't need to see it to know about the blood red iris and black sclera surrounding the rectangular pupil. It was really weird how my vision changed because of it, but I'd long since become used to it.

The energy gone, I sighed and went to explain the blast to Dad. It wasn't like anything else weird could happen today, right?

"Yang, I made it into Beacon!"

…What? Was that Ruby?

I jogged up to the house and stared at my bubbly sister. "Uh, say again, Rubes?"

She smiled at me. "I said, I made it into Beacon! I ran into Professor Ozpin, and he was so impressed with me he offered for me to come!"

I just stared at her, before enveloping the lovable kidder in a hug. If it was true, the paperwork would arrive later, and they could celebrate. For now, better to just go along.

After all, she just thought my Semblance was responsible for the explosions, and I wanted it to stay that way.

I didn't want her thinking I was gross.

~FIN~

Well there we go, the introduction of our lovely ladies. Now, as you can see I hopped from person to person, while keeping the first person POV. This is my experiment to see how the story flows when you use a character's viewpoint compared to the third person omniscient I'm used to.

Anyway, I hope everyone enjoys and I look forward to any guesses you guys may have. (RWBY is obvious if you know Monster Hunter, but JNPR is still up in the air.)

Also, how about that Volume 4 finale?