AN/AC:
K: Hey guys B created this miny- wait, minney- no that's not it, minie? Ummm how do you spell it again?
B:It's mini
K: Yeah. Mini, thanks. Mini series while I write the main series.
R: That is why it takes us so long to post the chapter. We / I need to fix K's mistakes.
S: Well nevermind let's just START THE CHAPTER.
K: That was too overenthusiastic...
Italic = Weapons and sounds
'Italic' = thoughts
Normal = what's happening and actions
Bold = Flashbacks and A/Ns
(Bloodraven POV)
"Urgh, my back is killing me!" complained Silver as the rest of the team plopped onto their respective beds. They had just gotten back from combat class, and were extremely tired from a lack of coffee. Apparently, despite the thousands of lien being funded towards coffee, they had run out due to a lack of coffee beans. All the remaining coffee was being hoarded by small groups of people, who have been reacting incredibly hostile to anybody that tried to get their coffee. Headmaster Ozpin had called it a great tragedy. Bloodraven agreed.
Exhaling tiredly, Bloodraven crawled into the soft, comforting embrace of his bed and rolled himself in his blanket.
"Well then, as leader of team SKRB, I order you all to sleep. Now, goodnight." said Silver as he fell asleep the next second. Bloodraven liked that idea. And so, with a flick of his wrist, the lights turned off and darkness engulfed the room.
Snore
Snore
Snore
Snore
Bloodraven groaned as he tried to shut out the snoring of his teammates. Covering his head with the pillow, he blocked the annoying sound out. Cracking a small smile, his eyes closed and he drifted off to slee-
SNOOOOORE
Sighing in annoyance, he grabbed his pillow and blanket as he exited the room. Walking over to team MHGY's door, he rapped his fist against it. Moments later, a tired Mandeline opened the door. Rubbing her eyes, she yawned timidly before she registered who was standing at the door.
"Ah! Hi Birdy!" she greeted, a cheerful smile that didn't reach her eyes. Noticing the pillow and blanket in his hands, she stroked her imaginary beard as she guessed the reason why he was there. "Let me guess. Snoring?" she asked. Bloodraven sighed tiredly as he nodded. Mandeline smiled sheepishly. "Well, we are having the same problem as well. Glacier snores as loud as that anti-materiel rifle we once saw back when we were still Ghouls."
"Also, Yoshi is really cold. Apparently, when Glacier snores, he expels cold air that keeps the room cold, so Yoshi keeps shivering and his teeth keep chattering. It is kinda loud." she said as Bloodraven peeked his head in.
True enough, Yoshiaki was cold...and covered by about 8 layers of blankets.
Bloodraven sighed in understanding. Affectionately ruffling her already messy hair, he bid her goodnight as he wandered the halls, pillow in hand and blanket draped around him like a cloak. Eventually, he found an empty classroom. A nice, dark, quiet classroom. Setting the blanket down on the floor, he sighed in relief. Just as he was about to fall asleep, a loud bang shook him awake. Looking around he saw a cage on the stage.
'Right, this is Professor Port's classroom...Which means that there is a Grimm in there...Damn." thought Bloodraven as he exited the classroom with his pillow and blanket.
Eventually, his search led him to the courtyard.
Inhaling a breath of fresh air, he walked over to a tree and sat down. Leaning against the trunk, he propped the pillow behind his head and closed his eyes. The silent wind blew, washing over him. Bloodraven smiled. It had been awhile since he had last slept outside. He wondered why he didn't do this more often. And then he was reminded why he preferred the indoors as a bird decided to poop on him. Opening his eyes, they glowed an eerie red as his hair turned darker than the night sky. Snapping his fingers, the offending bird found itself impaled by too many spikes to count. Deactivating his semblance, he sighed as he got up and dragged his tired body inside the building.
Wiping the poop off of him with a convenient handkerchief he found on the ground, he made his way towards the cafeteria. Opening the doors, he was immediately assaulted by the smell of leftover food. Walking towards a table, he set the blanket on it as he climbed atop. Keeping his eyes open, he looked around the room, searching for any potential disturbances so that he may stab it with a shadowsword. Luckily, he found nothing that could disturb him. And so, he lay down on the blanket-draped table and closed his eyes.
When he next opened them, he found himself in a whole different place. He was in a trench of some sort, with explosions and death all around him. Looking to his left, he saw a person, clad in a trenchcoat and donning a gasmask. The person was just one of many as he continued to glance around himself. Finally, he examined himself. He was also wearing the same attire as the rest of the soldiers around him, and in his hands was a rifle, a bayonet attached to it. Looking up, he saw that the red sky was covered with smoke, and artillery shells flew high above them. Peeking over the trench, he saw that on the other side was a terrain full of barbed wire, bodies and craters left by artillery.
The person next to him nudged his shoulder. Bloodraven looked at him. The masked man pointed towards another person. Shifting his gaze towards him, Bloodraven saw that the new man was wearing an ornate black overcoat, an officer's cap and a gasmask. In his hands were a sword and a pistol. The man glanced at the assembled troops before him, before he pointed the blade of his sword towards the enemies on the other side of the battlefield. "Charge! For the Emperor!" he yelled.
All at once, thousands of soldiers jumped out of the trenches and ran towards the enemy. Bloodraven was at the front, lasers flying everywhere. The man next to him died as a laser hit his neck, making him choke on blood as he fell to the ground. Bloodraven kept running, as did all the others. More lasers flew past him, and men died everywhere. Eventually, they reached the enemy trenches and jumped in. Spearing a man on his bayonet, Bloodraven twisted the blade out and fired a laser at a man who was about to kill a fellow soldier. The shot melted the man's head, and the soldier charged back into the battle. Turning around, Bloodraven dodged a blade from splitting his head open. Kicking the offender away, he stabbed an enemy that tried to sneak up on him and threw the body at a group of opponents. Turning his gaze back towards the downed man, he could see the fear in his eyes as he advanced. Raising the rifle up, he fired. Turning around, he saw an axe blade inches away from his head. He swerved left to dodge. Too late. The blade split his head in half, and Bloodraven died.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a small crowd of familiar faces in front of him. Teams RWBY, SKR and MHGY stood around him, looking down at him with concern or amusement adorning their faces.
"Well, looks like prince charming finally woke up." quipped Yang as a grin adorned her face.
"So...What were you dreaming about? You were muttering a few words like For the Emperor! or something like that." Asked Weiss, an expression of curiosity adorning her face.
The group stared at the silent Bloodraven for awhile, before he finally spoke.
"I dreamt of Heaven."
AN/AC:
K: You have a strange type of heaven.
B: BLOODFORTHEBLOODGODSKULLSFORTHESKULLTHRONE! (Pulls out chainsword and points it at S, K and R)
S,K,R: ...scary…
B: (Maniacal laugh) I LIKE KRIEG! LIFE THERE IS FUN! IT'S FILLED WITH RADIATION AND STUFF THAT WANTS TO KILL YOU! THE PEOPLE THERE ARE NICE AS WELL! THEY SHOOT HERETICS! It reminds me of fallout. BUT WITH 9000% MORE PURGING OF HERETICS! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
K: …I can safely say that B has gone crazy…
B: COMMISSARS ARE KIND PEOPLE THAT SHOOT YOU IF YOU DISOBEY!