When the Airships landed, five people had the eyes of the crowd.
The first three the were watched for their fame.
Blake Belladonna, The Faunus Princess of Occup. She walked out in an elegant black dress, specifically made for combat.
Jaune Arc, The Only Son of the Arcs. The gold trimmed, snow white pieces of armour over his Royal blue outfit, made him seem like a Prince, but the hand resting on the hilt of his sword sold him as a Knight.
Pyrrha Nikos, The Undefeated Champion of Hazol. She strutted out the Airship like she owned it, her body wrapped in an intricately crafted set of bronze armour.
The other two weren't known, but still garnered attention.
The first was a boy, he had black hair with pink tips, he was dressed in green. His hair style or clothes weren't why he got attention. No, people were watching him because when the Airships landed, he jumped off the roof of one while performing complex flips, and struck a perfect landing.
The other was a hooded figure vomiting in a trashcan.
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Yeah. Not the best start for Weiss, but not the worst either.
After the novelty of watching someone puke their guts out wore off, people went to wherever they're supposed to be, leaving Weiss alone.
"Hurry up! I don't have all day!"
Well, not completely alone.
A black haired female cat Faunus was commanding some butlers to hurry up with her luggage.
'Weiss. This is your chance. Your embarrassment and motion sickness can't stop you now.'
Weiss slowly walked up to the girl, determined to make one friend.
As soon as she was in front of her, she stopped and said. "..."
She didn't know what to say.
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Blake watched as a filthy human stood there, mouth agape. She looked like she was going to say something, but stopped and her eyes windened.
'Probably captivated by my beauty.'
Then the blood red eyes started tearing up, and she whimpered.
Blake thought that every human was pathetic, but this? This was just sad.
The girl started hyperventilating.
Now, call Blake whatever you want, but she definitely took pleasure in watching the human cry.
For a minute.
After that she awkwardly patted the human's back, and knocked the girl to the ground.
'Sad and weak?'
The human curled up and cried some more.
Now Blake was just lost.
She did something she never thought she would do.
She lowered herself to the level of a human, and asked. "Are you okay?"
The girl stopped crying, and sniffled, then said. "I'm s-scared. I've b-b-been homeschooled my wh-whole life, I don't know what I'm d-d-doing. I was just t-trying to make a friend." She sniffled again.
"I... I'll... be.. your... I'll try to be your friend." Blake forced out. She had no intention to ever talk to this girl again.
"Really?" She asked, wiping her face with a sleeve.
"Yeah. Sure." Blake said, while standing up.
"Thanks. I'm Weiss. Weiss Schnee."
"Schnee? As in the family owns and sells Dust deposits? The one that has the most influence on the Council of Menas? The Name people have deamed to be the Fairest Family? That Schnee?" Blake asked, with a fire in her eyes.
"Um. Uh. Yeah? I don't know about the dirt part, but yeah. Mom spends everyday at some kind of office, and I think she pretty fair."
"No, not dirt, Dust." Blake corrected with a twitch on her eye.
"Okay. Still don't think we sell dust. Why would anyone?" She asked confused.
"Dust!" Blake corrected. "Dust is a naturally occurring energy propellant, appearing in four basic forms, Energy, Rock, Water or Wind. It can be combined naturally or artificially to form stronger types, which we have harnessed for technology such as airships. It's most common use is in ammunition. While part of everyday life, we still have much to learn about it." Blake recited, then asked. "Understood?"
"Uh... Yeah. Just don't quiz me about it." Weiss answered, her face appeared shocked, as if she's never heard of anything as magical as Dust.
"Good, and your family owns the second largest natural deposit, has claimed over thousands of smaller ones, and has the highest quality and quantity of Natural Ice Dust. They don't necessarily sell it, as the sell the physical deposits for an amount of time, and let the buyer mine the Dust." Blake finished.
"Cool, but how do you know so much? Were we supposed study this?" Weiss asked, slightly panicked.
Blake smiled smugly and answered. "My family owns the largest deposit, discovered over forty years ago, and still being mined to this day. They say that the Dust was used to fuel the Revolution, my grandmother, a founding member of the White Fang, told me about how they were losing before they discovered that Dust, and with it they survived long enough for my father to finally overthrow King Krewl. After that, he reopened the trade routes -even with Vila- and made Occup a better paradise." Blake was practically radiating pride at this point.
"Wow, history sounds amazing. Wait, so are you the heiress to the company? Is there a company?"
Blake's smile never faltered as she opened her mouth to answer.
"Princess, actually." A new voice answered.
Both girls turned to the one responsible for the answer. They saw a girl younger then them, with red tipped black hair, half-closed dull silver eyes, a faded red hood and cloak, and her hands in her pockets of her combat pants.
"She's the daughter of the new King, and yeah, history is amazing, but it's better to know the full story, not just the half from the victors." She said.
"Full story?" Weiss inquired, as Blake frowned.
"I'll save the details for history class, but basically a White Fang branch, later to be named The Red Fang, took a bunch of civilian humans and enslaved them in the mines, then they killed them. After the Revolution, the new King 'barely found out' and labeled them Terrorists. If you ask me or my Uncle, we'll tell you that while the Red Fang act independently, they sometimes happen to kill an influential person opposing the Kingdom of Occup. Slavery still exists to a lesser extent there. Humans aren't treated equal-..." She was still talking, but a blonde girl grabbed her hood and picked her up.
"S-sorry 'bout her, I'll take her. sorry." The blonde said as she walked away holding the smaller girl. "Ruuuby. Don't do that. It's embarrassing to have to meet people because you like to drag them down." They heard her complaining.
While Weiss was watching them leave, Blake walked away while looking at her nails.
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Jaune Arc went for a walk.
Normally, he was patient enough to wait for hours in a room.
Howeve, spending more than thirty minutes in a room with more than a hundred children was pushing it, the speech wouldn't be for another twenty minutes, he decided he had time to walk.
And walk he did. And walked so more. And some more.
One of his few faults, was that he was terrible at telling directions when he didn't think it mattered.
He didn't believe he could get lost in a campus. But he did.
The worst part was that he didn't want to go back. That meant he couldn't use his Semblance. He needed a reason.
And he found one.
A girl with dull white hair, blood red eyes, dressed in a white jacket with a hoodie underneath and loose fitting jeans, looked around, chose a direction and walked.
Then changed her mind, stopped, walked back, and chose again. She did it a couple times, before slouching over with a defeated sigh.
It was such a comedic scene, someone chuckled.
She darted her head in his direction.
Oh. It was him who chuckled. He forgot he could do that.
He watched as she went as red as her eyes.
"...Handsome." She whispered dreamly.
Then she flailed her arms wildly when she realized she said that outloud. She stuttered out random excuses.
He decided she'll do fine. "Do you need help, miss?"
Among a lot of other words, he heard 'Yes' and 'Lost'.
With his reason. To Help. He activated his Semblance, His eyes shined white, his body glowed, and Aura filled his body. This time, It was focused on his brain.
Every detail since he landed at Beacon was recalled. His thoughts were corrected.
The confidence of the boy with pink tipped hair, wasn't confidence, but rather a lack of self-preservation and fear.
The calm and quiet girl avoided things, before they happened.
The lazy prodigy, wasn't only slouching, she was also coiled for an attack.
The always on guard Champion, panicked slightly when a fan passed her up for him.
The loving sister never went further than ten feet without being nervous.
The glare from the Faunus, had hatred, and lust, the way she walked showed she was overconfident in her abilities.
This girl walked out of the boys restroom and was the one vomiting, she also appeared to have zero training.
Most importantly, a map of his steps was formed.
After the glow faded, he told her to follow him. Her face remained starstruck as they walked.
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Weiss walked into the main hall with the a god made of flesh. Or maybe an Angel.
Whatever he was, he appeared when she needed help, offered help, shined like the sun. -Weiss didn't even know how he did that.- Then he escorted her the whole way here.
He was the most handsomest guy she has ever met. Although, to be fair, she has only ever met seven other guys she could remember.
The lights dimmed, and the sound of a microphone turning on, stole her attention away for her Prince Charming.
A blonde woman with a smile walks on stage.
"Hello everyone. I'm Glynda Goodwitch, and I'll keep this short. You have been gathered here today, because we believe you to be are next first line. In order to ensure the next generation of Hunters don't fail the Kingdoms. We actually don't ensure it."
The crowd starts whispering at the confusing statement.
"Many of you have traveled here today in search of knowledge, to hone your craft and acquire new skills, and when you have finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people. But I look amongst you, and all I see is deadweight."
The crowd whispers becomes mutters. Then with the snap of a riding crop, they become silent.
"Many of you aren't ready, yet you assume by coming here you will be. If you aren't ready, you will die. You won't be taught to fight or defend here, you'll be taught to survive, to save. And if you take the first step towards becoming a Hunter, then Be Ready for the next hundred, or don't even try, you'll only get in the way."
The crowd remained silent, Weiss felt something odd growing inside her, it wasn't vomit from the thought of something terrible. No, it was Determination, she was motivated before by the dream of being a Hunter, but now, she's Determined.
"Okay then, speech over. Go to the ballroom for the sleepover, and tomorrow initiation will began. Toodles~" She finished, and walked away while humming.
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Weiss nervously walked in to the ballroom, sticking to the shadows.
In her defense, she didn't know she was going to be sleeping in public. So, she packed her warm and comfortable white kitten onesie.
As she was creeping through the shadows, someone pushed her against a wall and glared at her.
Weiss went quite from the sheer amount of emotions in the amber eyes.
"That's really cute- I mean Racist! Racist! That's really racist, how would you feel if I wore your skin?" Blake snarled, her face inches away from Weiss.
"Whoa! Whoa! Keep it PG here, ladies." The blonde from earlier said, walking up to them with a blush, she was dragging the other girl from before by the hood.
"I get that you want to express your love, but just don't do it in public." Blonde says.
"Or do. Your choice. Just remember the average life expectancy of a Hunter is 25, so have fun for now, but know if you don't contribute to the over all population of Remnant, your Name will be forgotten." Hood adds.
Weiss blushed from the embarrassment of everything.
"Ignore her. She just acting like that so you won't get attached and form a connection with her. She doesn't want to have someone be at risk of being a hostage for her enemies." Blondie explains.
Hood shrugs.
Blake backs away from Weiss, and with a hand up to her nose, for some reason, she calls Weiss racist one more time before walking away.
"I'm Yang, by the way. Yang Branwen, and this is my half sister Ruby Rose, or Branwen. It's all up to her mood, really." Yang introduces them.
"W-weiss Schnee." Weiss says, as her blush shrinks.
"Schnee, huh?" Ruby says eyeing Weiss' dull white hair and red eyes.
"Yeah." Weiss said, slightly more confident with her Name after the impromptu lesson with Blake.
"Were you born around December, about seventeen years ago?" Ruby asked.
"H-huh? Y-yeah! How'd you know? Is that another Hunter thing?" Weiss said amazed.
"No, not a Hunter thing. I just put the pieces together." Ruby answers.
"Oh! What is it!? I want to know the puzzle!" Weiss said, slightly over excited at the mentioned of the greatest thing ever. Puzzles.
"Just that, the man you've been living with isn't your biological father." Ruby said dramatically.
"..." Weiss went quite.
"Um Ruby, I know you and Qrow don't keep up to date with the news, but Jacques Schnee died, like, ten years ago." Yang whispered.
"Buh-wah?" Ruby said.
"Yeah, the Red Fang high-jacked a plane with he was on, they killed him, and then held his... daughter... hostage... for... a while." Yang said, eyeing Weiss near the end.
"...oh, that." Weiss started. "Yeah. I can't really remember a bunch things, form before nine years. But, I did know that Jimmy wasn't my dad."
"Jimmy?" Ruby repeated. "You don't mean James Ironwood, Do you?" Ruby asked.
"So, that's what his old last name was." Weiss said, glad to have solved a mystery, then something caught her eye.
"Uncle Qrow is gonna be pissed to find out." Ruby mumbled.
"So, Weiss, what do you do for fun?" Yang asked.
"..." Weiss just stared at something.
"Weiss?" Yang tried again.
Still no response. Yang and Ruby followed her eyesight, and found a blonde boy dressed in a pair of form fitting pyjamas.
Yang was the first to turn back to Weiss. "Something you wanna tell us about?" Yang asked, smiling.
"Yeah Weiss, 'Cuz if not, I think I'll take a shot." Ruby said still facing the boy.
Yang sighed from her sisters words. "And you said you wouldn't take his habits." She reminded Ruby.
"Hey. It's not like I'm drunk all the time. Just half." Ruby said.
Yang sighed again.
"...Handsome..." Weiss said with a blush.
Yang sighed for the third time.
{Ch.2 End.}
Sorry this wasn't my best. I want my update schedule to be on Thursdays, with the longest delay to be only two days.Chapters will be the at least 2k words, and at most 5k words.Thanks to:TheSettingDawn,aribgottlieb14,roger9481,Spiderwl,Mooniecat andWolfassassinKing.For leaving reviews. I have anxiety and I'm terrible at judging my own work. So, if you see anything that's terrible let me know how to fix it. Literally anything. Last chapter, I misspelled 'Valkyrie', so grammar-nazis welcome. And I called the Airships Bullheads. Were they Bullheads? I don't know, but I had a feeling the weren't.I failed every writing related lesson in school. My skill in writing comes ditching class in the school library, and spending more than half the day on this app. I'm on mobile. Editing is a hassle.