The Ruinverse Chapter 69- Agapitikí Tréla Tou, a rwby fanfic

The screen began to bubble and boil as the familiar silver door rose from it's depths, the thick purple chains corroding and breaking apart as the door opened up and bathed everything in dark purple.

From the tainted light, came a single red eye that glared at the screen before the door slammed shut and everything became static, a crumbling rose symbol appearing every so often as the title began to form.

The Ruinverse: Chapter Sixty Nine, Agapitikí Tréla Tou Achilleía.

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-Remnant, Sanus, Vale, Beacon Academy, JNPR's Room-

Sunlight shone from the half closed curtains as the occupants of the room slept, each one dreaming of pleasant worlds beyond their current reality, some grand and some small, as the camera zoomed towards a bed near the far left hand corner.

"Zzzzzzz."

As the light began to shine over the figure's face, it is revealed to be a tall muscular fair skinned woman with long waist length red hair in a ponytail that curled slightly into a loose ringlet, light green eyeshadow around the far upper corners of her eyes, a D cup chest and small ass, wearing a long sleeved light brown pajama shirt and light brown pants, whose blankets were pushed aside to reveal her rather…disheveled attire and messy bedhead hair.

"Zzzzzzz." she snored before slowly opening her green eyes and stared at the camera with a hazy expression.

[I am Pyrrha Nikos.]

The woman yawned as a stylized red text box appeared on the upper portion of the screen.

[And this is my life. The life of a Huntress 'in training', yet I already trained at Sanctum Academy, graduating even.]

The woman stretched her arms outwards before jumping out of bed and began moving towards the nearby closet.

[It's not glamorous, not by a long shot.]

Creak.

The doors opened as the girl began moving several shirts and overcoats away, pulling out several shirts and bras in the process.

"It's too early….yawn…."

[Day in and day out I train, go to class, go on missions, avoid stalkers, avoid annoying fans, delete Pumpkin Pete Scrollmails, and generally do random stuff a 'normal' teenager does in a world full of monstrous Grimm.]

"Need…..coffee." she muttered to herself while pulling out some pink lacy underwear and shook her head. "Not yet…later."

[Not so glamorous a life, given my own status as the 'Champion of Mistral' or 'The Invincible Girl'. But really, I'm an Argus born gal. Grew up with greatness in the blood, so my mother keeps telling me, and I do like the fame….but it was just a simple high, once you get it, it gets addicting to a point. And I hated it.]

GROWL!

"...need food." Pyrrha grumbled before turning towards one of the beds, making her smile a little.

[Yet.]

"Zzzz." snored a sleeping Jaune as he was currently hugging his pillow like a lifeline.

[The fame did one good thing for me…it brought me together with my partner, Jaune Arc. My team leader…my partner…my dork….my everything. Oh…my everything that keeps my sanity in check and my mind away from early retirement. He is that special.]

Pyrrha smiled before taking her clothes and walked out of the room, quietly closing the door in the process as she headed towards the showers for a well needed 'cleansing'.

[To the world, he is just another boy in a world of Huntsmen and Grimm, but I see past the confusion and bad pickup lines to envision a soul worthy of praise and hope. A hero that might rise to glory in the distant future.]

Stomp.

Pyrrha hummed to herself while smiling to no one, her expression filled with a strangely blissful joy previously void a few moments ago.

[Glory to the world for allowing that cinnamon bun to be born upon Remnant's surface! For all is right in the world and the son of Arc is purely adorable to behold!]

As the girl turned a left hand corner, she noticed someone walking down the hallway on the opposite side of her.

"Yo P-Money." spoke the brawler of Patch, Yang Xiao Long, as she was currently in her pajamas and holding a bucket filled with soap and other bathing latrines, in her left hand. "Lovely day isn't it?"

[Yang Xiao Long…..the Y of Team RWBY…bimbo by day and night. I hate her.]

"Oh…hello."

"Heading to the showers? Cause I'm going there myself." she said with a smirk, making the red head's eye twitch for a moment. "But why are you going that way? It's the other way."

[I know that! I know you air headed brawler, I just wanted to relax on the OTHER side of the school! Ugh! Why must she be part of….ugh. She….is a pain in my ass, ever since she came here.]

"I see…." Pyrrha muttered while watching Yang walking off, her eyes staring at the blonde haired woman's body with seething anger.

[Tall. Long flowing hair. Perfect curves. Lilac eyes…..all traits of a girl worshiped by all as a goddess on Remnant. Same with her team. Ruby Rose, a childish girl with a heart of silver, Blake Belladonna, faunus with an airship ass and a perverted mind fitting for a bookworm. Weiss Schnee, spoiled rich girl with a stalker like 'love' for me. All of them here for glory or thrills, yet I pity them, for they know not the true hardships of a Huntsmen, or how their very existence affects the world at large.]

Looking upon the gauntlet wielding woman, Pyrrha began to walk alongside her, her eyes affixed on Yang's eyes as her own body seemed on edge.

[Yet when I look upon her, I only feel….hate. Pure unadulterated hatred for her. But not just her, but for all that live in this castle.]

"So P-Money." Yang said with a smile. "How's Vomit Boy been? Still trying to land a hit on Cardin?"

"He's fine. Making progress."

"Ah, I had to make sure. I mean Ruby keeps asking since she's been worried about her BFF and as the doting older sister, I need to keep tabs on her life." she said with a wink.

[Such lies, all she cares about isn't her sister…..but.]

"I see." Pyrrha said with a deadpan tone while Yang entered the dorm bathroom, with a perpetual smile on her face.

"Well come on then, the last one into the showers is a bashful Arc!" she yelled out while Pyrrha's right arm shook with anger.

[My. Jaune!]

Creak.

Metal faucets began to twist and bend from a black aura as Pyrrha started to breathe heavily, trying to calm down and failing miserably in the process.

[She wants him. I know it. Sluts like her always fancy the cute and adorable! She always calls him 'Vomit Boy', a nickname! Both her and Weiss give MY partner nicknames! Yet when I talk to him, he always calls me Pyrrha. Always the same, Pyrrha this and Pyrrha that….I WANT A NICKNAME TOO!]

CREAK!

CRUNCH!

[...calm down. Just take a shower and then leave for training, you don't need to worry about her. Not at all.]

"Hey!" Yang called out from the rightmost shower tall, her clothes hanging from a chair haphazardly. "Want to join me in here?"

The red head's eyes widened in surprise as her hold over the magnetic forces faltered, her cheeks turning bright pink in the process. "W-What?"

"You know, share a stall and get lathered by me. I, not to brag, do have the best hands in Patch, if you get my drift~"

[...HARLOT! HARLOT! She's a harlot! First Jaune now me!? How much shame does she NOT have!? By the gods…..why is she even a student here and not a porn star somewhere in Atlas!? At least they have abstract tastes! But no matter….I can use this, after all, she really doesn't suspect anything, given she spends more time flirting than actually training her skills.]

"I…I….fine. But nothing weird."

"Have I ever let you down?" she asked with a teasing chuckle.

Pyrrha deadpanned while moving towards the stall, putting her clothes on a nearby cubby as she took off her pajamas, revealing she wore nothing under them.

[I must always be weary of everyone here. Given my status, the possible assassination attempts on my life by former arena opponents, and my proximity to fortune, which I have a small amount of thanks to sound investments…to a very bad sponsorship with an unhealthy cereal company, I'm never able to truly be myself. Never able to act like a real girl, just a walking motivational poster with a functioning 'voice box'. It's so…..agitating, yet being partnered with Jaune helped me feel human. I mean, he just never knew about my status, just my cereal promotion and that's that. It's a nice change and I thank him for that from the bottom of my heart.]

Scrit.

Woooooooosh!

[Warm water….so calming on my skin. Helps soothe the mind and bring my thoughts down to a crawl. After all, it's way too early for classes….well it would be if certain events stalled the academic processes in their tracks. I mean yes Beacon Academy is full of tragedy, look at the Emerald Forest and its Grimm inhabitants for references, but this semester was different.]

Pyrrha closed her eyes while reaching for the shampoo bottle on the chair, squirting out some pink soap as the water flowed down her naked body.

"Mmmm~" Yang hummed while carefully washing her hair with some soap, blueish green shampoo and conditioner turning into a layer of bubbles as she lathered her precious hair with care. "Mmmm~ Mmmm~"

[There were….unfortunate accidents with the students, some being strangled in their beds, others just pushed off the rooftops. Sad really, but needless to say, it happens, even to the brightest of us all.]

"Mmm~ Mmmm~ La la la, do do do do~" Yang sang while Pyrrha continued to ignore her, despite the out of tune singing ringing in her eardrums. "Yeah~ Yeeeah~"

[I can still recall some of their names. Coco Adel, Dove Bronzewing, Iris Marilla, some guy named Castor….huh, I actually forgot the other ones. Either way, they all died in unusual ways…but as I recalled, only about twelve bodies were discovered. Huh…I thought there were more bodies than that? False news? Nah, Lisa isn't that bad, even had tea with her once, sweet woman….but hopefully Jaune never finds out about that one, she might try something unsavory. He's MY precious cinnamon roll!]

"Puns and roses, do do do~"

Pyrrha grumbled to herself while rubbing the soap over her arms, the bad singing slowly wearing at her serenity fueled mood.

[Gods, she's a horrible singer! Even her sister's snooty partner has better vocal training than her! I can't stand it, and I can't stand her! UGH!]

"Oh yeeah~ Burning like a red giant, burning like a falling star~!" Yang sang with a grin while using her shampoo bottle as a mic. "Hotter than a July summer, feel the fire little boy~"

[Boy? Who is she….no, she couldn't be.]

"Silly boy~ Silly boy~ Come to mama with a pow! Yeah!"

[She wouldn't dare!]

"Oooooooh yeah~!" the blonde sang with a grin while Pyrrha's eyes started to dilate, looking like a feral animal than a budding champion. "Not gonna stop me, not gonna to stop me from giving you hearts of fire~!"

[SHE. DARES!]

"Come on silly boy, let's kiss and ignite the passion~ Ooooh yes my desire foooooor you~!"

[Little bitch! LITTLE BITCH!]

"Come on, fuck with me~ Fuck with me baby, come and give me a lightning fast smooch~ Come on Arc, give me a smooch-"

SCRIT!

SPLASH!

"AAAAAAHHHHH!" Yang screamed as the shower head sprayed super hot water onto Yang's face, causing her to drop her shampoo bottle and try to run out of the stall.

[JAUNE IS MINE! NOT YOURS! MINE!]

POW!

BAM!

Yang's head hit the nearby wall as Pyrrha, fueled by an insatiable rage, began punching the blonde's head repeatedly, using her semblance to keep the showerhead, and its scalding stream of water, in her direction. "AAAAAAAHHHH!"

POW!

[MINE! HE'S MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE! MINE!]

POW!

Yang continued to scream in pain as she was unable to see her attacker, her aura cracking from the blows as the water began to burn away her face and deform her once flawless face, not that Pyrrha cared at the moment.

[YOU WILL NOT HAVE HIM! YOU WILL NOT HAVE HIM!]

POW!

CRUNCH!

The red head kept on punching, her right and left hands soaking with soap, blood and water as Yang's screams began to die down along with any sense of resistance.

[JAUNE ARC IS MINE!]

CRUNCH!

"Ah…ah….ah….." Pyrrha stared at the now caved in face as she stopped her assault and allowed the body to fall on the ground, blood and tiny amounts of hair floating down the drain as the 'Champion of Mistral' glared at the corpse with hatred. "Ah….fuck that…bitch…."

[Euphoria. A strange thing for any form of life, a sense of…peace and bliss not found normally in this world. An addiction that I thoroughly enjoy, yet I almost let myself get too carried away, can't let someone catch me. That wouldn't be fun now would it?]

Looking upon the body and then the hallway, she quickly used her semblance to turn the water off and rearrange the showerhead back to its original appearance, her hands leaning down to grab her towel as she stepped out and dried herself off without a care in the world.

[I must say, she was much easier to deal with than the others, all of them had weapons or were aware of my fighting abilities. But the bimbo? She was so focused on that accused song that she never realized I was going to strike until it was too late….well I would've still done it either way. She was after Jaune, and anyone that tries it will deal with me.]

As she dried her hair and placed her circlet back on her head, she began putting on her clothes, consisting of a long sleeved maroon blazer with golden brown lining and twin buttons, a black lined collar, a brown button-up vest, a white pleated neckline blouse, a red ribbon, a red and black plaid skirt with golden brown and white tulle, black tights and brown lace-up wedged sole boots, as she smiled to an empty room devoid of any witnesses.

[However, I do tire of this game. Having to play the 'nice girl' while killing off rivals to my Jaune's affections. Taxing and mentally damaging, something that might get me in trouble….well if I was a normal girl that is. Fame has its cons along with its pros, and the pro of being famous is the divide between who trusts my word as fact or sees me as a con-woman. Either way, let them debate, they don't matter in my eyes.]

"..." she turned towards the body before noticing a discarded Ember Celica on the nearby chair, using her semblance to 'animate' them as they floated towards the corpse and lifted Yang by her back.

[Disposing this one will be hard, but I had an idea…and it involves sending her down a laundry shoot. Given how quiet this place is at five in the morning, it's easy to do. Plus I did disable the cameras before I left, which makes my job oh so easy…..mmmm. I just realized something.]

"Better take the clothes." she muttered to herself before taking Yang's personal belongings and walking out of the bathroom. "And dispose of them."

[Does Jaune know about my involvement….oh wait, he does. I know he does, he's my partner after all, he knows me and respects me. No matter how much he wants to deny it, he's forcing himself to ignore my righteous actions for the sake of….love~ Oh sweet beautiful love. He loves me, I know it. Just like how I love him, care for him, desire his affections. I need him like he needs me, partners forever~ Partners forever, he he he~ I like the sound of that~]

"Oh Jaune, wait for me. I have a few 'errands' to complete~" she chuckled to herself as blood dripped onto the floor, causing a red stain to materialize on the carpet below. "And then we can have some breakfast and watch the 'fireworks', hehehe~ That pun was funny."

[Love. It's my calling in life, my purpose here in Beacon. To give you my love, even from the shadows. So wait now my Prince of Cinnamon Buns, wait till all rivals are dispatched, for once the deed is done, I shall come in a wedding dress to bed you~]

The screen began to flicker as Pyrrha turned a corner, the polarized gauntlets moving their former owner's body in tangent with the champion as a blood trail formed on the ground.

"And now." she said while using her semblance to open the shoot and allowed the body to slide down, followed by the weapons.

BAM!

CLANG!

BANG!

"The deed is done~"

[To end this little 'tale', a quote. I release your soul, and by my shoulder, protect thee….my precious partner~]

"Sorry…not!"

SLAM!

And thus, the laundry shoot's opening slammed shut as everything went black.

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Name/Designation Title: Pyrrha Nikos (Agapitikí Tréla Tou Achilleía Pyrrha Nikos- ATTAPNRWBY)

Age: 17

Affiliation: Mega Evil.

Dimension: - 500012311- 69 ATTAPNRWBY

Abilities: Enhanced strength, speed, durability, endurance and agility, Huntress skills and knowledge, javelin handling and knowledge, rifle handling and knowledge, shield handling and knowledge, pin point accuracy, hand to hand combat skills and knowledge, high aura pool, aura handling and knowledge (limited), obsessive insanity.

Semblance(s): Polarity.

Bio: In this timeline, the Champion of Mistral, Pyrrha Nikos, enrolled in Beacon Academy and helped form Team JNPR with her partner, Jaune Arc. However, over the first semester, her affection towards the blonde boy slowly became more and more passionate until it became an insatiable desire that could never be extinguished….yet her pining was always hampered by her own feelings and her unwillingness to go the extra mile, even when her partner pines for another woman, the Dust heiress Weiss Schnee. Seeing her attempts as amounting to only false hopes, her mind began to unravel, her own inability to properly convey her feelings damaging her already stress filled mind, causes her to view the world as 'out to get her' while every single person around her as potential 'partners' to Jaune himself, eager to take him away from her at a moments notice. Fearful of being left behind and unwilling to allow anyone to steal 'her' partner, she snaps and begins systematically killing everyone Jaune ever comes into contact with, even for a short amount of time, over the coming months, using her status as a champion and Huntress to keep herself out of the public eye as she runes Beacon Academy into a graveyard. Yet, even when she kills her teammates for being suspected of 'harboring' feelings for Jaune, the boy never puts two and two together, causing her to think that she 'loves' her despite her dark deeds, yet because of her own need to see his drive for greatness flourish, along with desiring his undying affection to her, she is hesitant to reveal the truth of her deeds to the point of blatantly destroying evidence and eyewitnesses that made her the 'villain'. But unbeknownst to her, Jaune began to question his own sanity due to knowing that she killed his team and friends, yet he does want to admit that his own partner, the one that believes a simple 'cheater' could become a hero, was a murdering monster, thus chose to deliberately lie to himself in order to keep Pyrrha by his side…possibly from friendship but more likely a strange sense of 'love' for his partner. At the end of the first semester, this strange 'couple' becomes enthralled in a deadly game of love and murder, one whose end will be dictated by the grief-stricken families and friends that Pyrrha's mad murders have stoked into a roaring inferno, their need for justice sending the world at large into a great divide, where one side views Pyrrha as an Invincible Girl that could do no wrong and the other views her as a corrupted monster needing to be put down. In the end, she turns a simple dream of love into a nightmare of obsession and dark intentions, never taking into account her actions in the broader world, and its hidden dangers, outside her maniac love for one Jaune Arc. For this dark ship has sailed beyond the boundaries of obsession and towards the destructive mania of untapped love….no matter how damaging it is to her very soul.