Broken Ch.2
Ruby is a child. No matter what, that will always hold her down. Being at Beacon is a mistake. She knows she is simply a victim of right place, right time. Weiss knows it as well, almost automatically sorting her out from the rest. Ruby only wants to be the leader her team needs, but the overactive happiness is the result of being hurt time and time again, losing the ones closest to you. An eagerness to please everyone is the product of never being told she had done well. What everyone assumes is an optimistic girl, high on life, is actually a girl who had been put through hell and came out the other side emotionally shredded. The people on the outside only know the part of Ruby that is protecting herself from further damage. That's the only side of Ruby anyone would ever know.
The cold snow fell as Ruby looked up at the building. The night was cool and crisp, wind shrieking through the trees behind her. She scanned along the wall of windows until she saw the one she was looking for. A window to a room with a warm glow of light. The light that illuminated the room from the inside lasted only a few moments before went out. A chilly wind blew Ruby's red cloak around her. Reaching her hands back, she pulled her hood up over her head. A solemn tear appeared as Ruby looked down at the snow around her ankles. Her feet were numb, but she took a step, and turned to face the forest. Looking back over her shoulder one last time at the darkened window, she began walking.
Each step took her away from what was her home, and further into a freezing abyss of snow and trees. The moon gave off a soft white light, reflecting on the ice crystals swirling around her while she continued on. Thoughts tried to push their way into her mind, and were instantly sent into a deep chasm in the back of her subconscious to be dealt with later. Ruby had learned it was best to ignore whatever feelings she had as they only hurt her. This eventually became the mask of happiness she used to put on a show so nobody could see the pain that was there. Emotions had never been her specialty. All she could do was make everyone think she was alright.
Eventually the tree line broke, revealing a clearing, a slight uphill slope brought to a point with a narrow cliff. At its base sat a marker. Ruby trudged up the small climb, reaching her destination that was her mother's grave. Ruby dropped to her knees in front of it, doing her best to keep from losing her composure. She closed her eyes, remembering all of the pain that was associated with the location. She collapsed at the foot of the gravestone, sobbing. Scenes of what had happened played in Ruby's head. Flames and screaming echoed over and over.
Ruby was engulfed in a warm presence. She looked up, tears and snow having soaked her clothes. A vivid figure of a white cloaked female stood on the edge of the cliff. A burning filled Ruby's chest, seeming to draw her to the figure. Slowly, not losing sight of the form, she brought herself to her feet. A small distance separated them. Ruby recognized the shinning white cloak, and the burning grew unbearable. Running as fast as she could, she held her arms out, wanting to be held by her mother again. The ghostly image didn't move as the girl rushed towards it. As Ruby was within an inch of grasping the phantom, it disappeared, sending Ruby over the edge of the cliff. Patches of black appeared in her vision until all of her senses were gone.
Fear and adrenaline forced Ruby to bolt upright in her bunk, tears still wet on her face. A cold chill ran down her spine as she realized what had happened. Sweat beads began forming as her nerves settled and breathing slowed. Silence filled the dark room, all except for a faint sound. Crying coming from right beneath her.
A/N:So this is the second chapter. Progress is being made.