A/N: Hey everyone! Sorry its been a while, RL causing problems as usual. I want to take a moment and answer a couple questions brought up. 1) Why was the file called RWBY? Its a small homage to the series, just like Monty Oum's line at the end of one of the chapters. 2) What is a "3AM project"? Basically means I only write this stuff at 3AM when I am dead tired and can't think straight. I'll try to answer more stuff in the future, but I wanted to keep this space small so you can get into what you really came here for. With that said...enjoy!
Strength of Will
July 7th Year 58
It has been several weeks since I was rescued. Even now, I still do not know much at all. I have been bedridden all this time and I had regained consciousness only days prior. My body still feels like lead, but at the very least I am alive. What happened back there? Are the others ok? Who are these people? And most importantly; where am I? All of these questions still remain unanswered. One thing I do know is that those taking care of me so far harbor no ill intent. An old, patient woman looked after me all this time and let me feel calm and safe despite the maelstrom of thoughts and concerns that flowed through my mind. Despite how my situation looks, at least now I've been able to confirm that there are indeed survivors in this area. Whether or not they are inclined to listen to my proposal of reintegration, though, is yet to be seen.
A knock on the door interrupted Summer's thoughts as she slowly put her book away and shifted herself to greet the visitor.
"Doing better?" A young woman entered the room. Unlike the grandparent who was taking care of her previously, this one looked like she was just a few years older.
"Well enough to at least sit and do small tasks," Summer responded, her body still wrapped in white bandages.
"If nothing else, you look way better than when I found you." The woman pulled up a chair next to the bed and sat down. "I honestly thought you weren't going to make it."
"Thank you," Summer bowed her head "umm...?"
"My name is Crimson Fall," The woman responded "And you are?"
"Summer. Summer Rose."
"You are quite a long way from home, Hunter." Crimson leaned back in her chair. "You are a Hunter, are you not?"
"Yes, I am. How did you know?"
"Only descendants of Hunters, old men, and scholars know what this is." she produced a very worn, yet very familiar-looking, emblem. "But you are too inexperienced to be old and do not appear to be a scholar." she eyed the girl "So that means that you are of descent."
"No," Summer shook her head "My instructor told me about it. Her grandfather was a Shadow Hunter." She shifted her position "He died during the war."
The woman put the emblem away "So what brings you all the way out here? As I said earlier, you are a long way from any kind of civilization."
"I was sent here to find you, and-"
"Then I guess we have to kill you." Crimson interrupted.
"What?!" the girl's expression turned into pure shock.
"Everyone who has come looking for us has come with intent to kill." She slowly got up and pulled out Summer's dagger. "Now that we know your motive, we cannot let you leave here alive." She raised the dagger over her head.
"W-w-wait!" Summer stammered. "I-!"
The sound of metal cutting through the air silenced the girl as she instinctively raised her arms in front of her to block the attack. After several moments of anticipation, she slowly opened her eyes and tried to focus at a red object directly in front of her face. She pulled back a little bit and saw that it was a piece of sliced apple being held before her. Energy drained from her body as she released the tension and fell back into the bed, her heart racing and breathing ragged.
"If we wanted to kill you, we wouldn't have bothered rescuing you in the first place." Crimson laughed "Here," she offered the sliced piece of fruit. "You haven't fully recovered yet, but you seem to be good enough to at least start walking." She began carving up the remainder of the apple. "So tell me, why are you looking for us?"
"To bring you all home." Summer responded with certainty.
"We are home" the woman responded. "This area has been our home for generations."
"I mean back to the kingdom."
"..." Crimson leaned back and looked Summer in the eyes for several moments "You do understand what you are saying, yes?"
The girl nodded.
"And I am assuming that you were informed of why we decided to stay out here, correct?"
Another nod of confirmation.
"Then you should already know our answer."
"But I-!"
"The people of Vale abandoned us when we needed them the most. They left our ancestors to die in order to save themselves. We have record of the massacre that they faced, what the kingdom did to us. How they pulled their forces back and shot at those who tried to escape while the gates were being sealed off." Her eyes narrowed "Our answer is very clear."
"I see..."
She stood up and sighed in an attempt to dispel her growing anger. "Rest while you can," her expression softened "We will start your training when you awaken."
"Training?" Summer tilted her head.
"You are a Σκιά," she responded "Or at least, you were chosen by your instructor to be one." She walked to the door and opened it. "It is my duty as a fellow member to continue your training so that our teachings are not lost to the sands of time. Rest well, Summer Rose."
"But-!"
"And when you are done, you will leave here...and never come back."
~xX*Xx~
"Look at yourself." A voice echoed in the darkness. "How pathetic can you be?"
"Who are you?" Summer spun around, trying to locate the source of the sound, but nothingness was all that greeted her.
"We've been together all this time and you don't. Even. Know. I'm. Here." the voice scoffed, seemingly to come from everywhere. "No matter," it stated as the ground beneath Summer began to crack.
"Huh?!" the girl looked down, "What's going on?!"
"Fall into despair."
"Uwaaaaaah!" Summer flailed her arms in panic as she fell off the bed and landed with a dull thud. "Ugh..." she struggled to open her eyes as the beams of the morning light began to sear her vision. "What was that?" she asked no one in particular as she pulled herself up, her body aching from the impact and the lack of exercise.
A soft knock on the door echoed in the once quiet room before opening, a familiar-looking woman entering the room with a tray of hot food.
"Are you ok?" She asked as she walked over to the table and put down the tray. "Are you hungry, Hunter?"
"Hunter?" Summer looked at the woman oddly as she dragged herself back to bed. "Did you already forget my name, Crimson?"
"Oh!" the woman laughed "Crimson is my younger sister." She smiled and brought the bowl of soup over to the bed. "I'm Crystal. Crystal Fall."
"Sorry," the girl smiled sheepishly "You just resemble each other, that's all. But I do see that your auras are different. You have a kinder, softer feel to you."
"Thank you, Hunter" she reached the spoon out in an attempt to feed the injured girl "But I do sometimes envy my sister."
"Ah!" Summer panicked "My name is Summer. Summer Rose." she bowed slightly "I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier - that was rude of me."
"It's ok" the woman laughed and offered the spoonful of food "Eat up. You will need all your strength for what you are going to be doing."
"What do you mean?" she looked up questioningly. "Please pass me the bowl. It's embarrassing to be fed at this age."
"As you know, my sister is one of those Shadow Hunters." Crystal obliged and reached over to pour a cup of water. "She was trained by our grandfather when our parents died."
"I'm sorry." Summer put the spoon down and bowed her head slightly.
"Don't worry," she smiled gently and offered the cup "We were raised well. Although my sister had a bit rougher time than I did."
"Does this mean you are a Σκιά too?" Summer put the cup down and shifted on the bed to a more comfortable position.
"No." she replied "I was bedridden for a portion of my youth, so I was not able to undergo the same training my sister did." She leaned back on her chair "Although I have gotten a lot stronger since then, all I could ever really amount to was a mere rifleman." she sighed lightly "Although I am sort of glad that I did not have to go through all the rigorous hours of training and lecturing she did, it feels like the gap between us is widening." she paused for a few moments as she recalled some memories "I guess I'm just a little jealous" she laughed.
"And maybe a little lonely..." the listening girl muttered without realizing.
"Yeah, sometimes" Crystal answered back in a low whisper while she looked at the swirling water in her cup.
"Oh!" Summer realized her mistake "I'm so sorry, I-"
"It's fine," Crystal shook her head "And it is true." She put her cup down on the nearby table "My sister was always there for me - even through all the rough times she was having." She smiled as the memories came back to her. "She and a few others were trained by my grandfather to be fighters of exceptional skill. I understand that their work is dangerous and that my work as a rifleman is just as equally dangerous and important, it's just-" she took a breath, "it feels like I am being left behind, that's all." She chuckled lightly "And I am supposed to be the 'Older sister' in this relationship."
The young girl remained silent, not knowing what to say. She began to feel uncomfortable enough with the dreary atmosphere that her eyes began darting around the room, looking for something - anything! - to talk about, when a slight movement caught her eyes and she zoned in on the door.
"...!" a little girl gasped and hid in the hallway, causing both women to look over. The girl slowly looked around the door frame, seemingly half scared.
"Oh!" Crystal realized "Come in, don't be shy" she urged the child, who slowly walked over to the chair. "Summer Rose, meet Cinder Fall." She turned her attention back to the child "Come on say 'hi'."
"H-hello." Cinder greeted shyly while she gripped the woman's shirt even more.
"Nice to meet you." Summer smiled before turning her attention to the older woman "She yours?"
"She is my niece if that is what you mean" she laughed "Although I treat her as if she were my own. The Grimm attacks have been getting persistent as of late so Crimson has had her hands full outside of our village."
"How old are you, Cinder?" she turned her attention back.
"I'm four." the girl responded, becoming more comfortable to the stranger she'd never seen before.
"I see. You are a very brave girl. Are you behaving properly and helping your aunt and parents?"
The girl nodded a little vigorously as she displayed the sincerity of her response.
"Is her father a Soldier as well?" Summer patted the girl on the head lightly before leaning back against the wall again.
"Come here." Crystal put the child on her lap "My sister has been trying to track down the source of the growing Grimm activity for months but has come up empty." her face saddened "That, and she has a personal reason for leaving." her hands unconsciously tightened around the child slightly.
"I see." the silver-eyed girl stated, noticing the slight gesture. "It must be rough out here for everyone."
"It is." came the response "But we are a strong breed." She patted Cinder's hair "I understand that what the kingdom of Vale did to us was unforgivable, but at the same time, I also wish for a brighter, more stable future for the next generation."
"I'm sure all parents want that for their children."
"But I agree with the others." Crystal put Cinder down "Go on," she told the child before turning back to Summer "We do not want to go back to Vale."
"Well, why not try the other kingdoms?" she waved to the little girl who was exiting the room "You know? Maybe Mistral to the east."
"That would be beneficial for the people here," she nodded "However we lack the technology and resources to go there. All the equipment we have are put together from the scrap we find on our travels. Most of it are from an old company called Merlot Industries. Not to mention we have children and elderly here. Taking them out a journey on foot and then across the sea would be perilous."
"What if I called for help?"
"From where? Vale? Our people would rather die than receive help from the very kingdom that betrayed us." Her voice became stern "But..." she sighed "if there was a way we could leave this place and start a new life in another kingdom, I am sure no one would be against it."
"Then-"
A knock on the door interrupted the conversation as Crimson called from the hallway.
"I see you two have met." she observed as she walked through the door. "You doing any better?" She pulled up a chair and sat down next to her sister.
"Yes. Thank you." Summer responded.
"Good. You wouldn't be much of a Shadow Hunter if you let something like this be the end of you."
"What makes you think I am one?"
"You have silver eyes." Crystal responded. "A very rare and very special trait."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Legend states that those born with silver eyes are destined to fight." the other sister responded "Not just warriors or hunters...but as something more."
"What do you mean?"
"Tell me girl, do you have a master?"
"Wait, you can't be serious!" Crystal looked at her sister in shock.
An evil smile slowly formed on Crimson's face as she watched the girl muddle over the question. "Get yourself ready." she stated as she stood up and proceeded to leave the room.
"Crimson!"
"You can come too if you are that worried." She stated before turning her attention back to Summer. "Crystal will show you where the bath and everything else are. When you are finished, head to the classroom."
"O-okay," Summer responded as Crimson left the room, still unable to figure out what was going on. "I guess I should get ready." she turned to the remaining sister. "Would you mind showing me where the bath is?"
~xX*Xx~
"So, you made it." Crimson greeted as she watched Summer stagger through the door and into the room. "You getting your motor functions back?" she smirked as the girl eventually reached the desk and sat down.
"My body had not moved in all this time so the hot water really did a number on me." she groaned as her body ached.
"Well at least you're alive." a voice called from behind Crimson.
"Summer Rose," Crimson stepped aside to introduce the two people behind her "this is Mist."
"Hey~!" the aforementioned girl waved.
"She is in charge of our defenses and is a very talented sniper." she turned to the other person "And this is Rusty."
"Hello." He greeted.
"He's our head mechanic, in charge of repairing our weapons, grinding dust and crystals into ammunition, as well as creating a few other quirky things that you should probably stay away from."
"Hey!" the man pouted.
"Nice to meet you." Summer tried to stand up but found her body forcing her back down "Ow!"
"Watch yourself," Crystal moved to help "You haven't fully recovered yet."
"Now that you are here, we can begin." Crimson turned her attention to the two behind her. "Thank you for your reports. Now if you'll please excuse me, I have to teach a new student."
The two nodded and made small chatter regarding what they were going to do next as they walked out the door. Crystal did one final check on Summer before proceeding to join them.
"Do stay," Crimson urged, causing Crystal to turn on her heel. "You would do well to learn some of this stuff as well."
"But I'm not a Hunter."
"That doesn't mean you can't learn now can you? If you insist on leaving, though..."
"No, I'll stay!" the older sister continued towards the door before closing it and then pulling up a chair next to Summer.
"Good," Crimson sat down on the table behind her "Before we begin I would like to know how much you know." She directed her attention to Summer "How much do you know about Hunters, the Grimm, Aura in general?"
"Well," Summer started "I know that people's souls generate Aura, that is why the Grimm do not have it."
"What else?"
"People can train their bodies and mind to enhance their aura and increase their skills. This in turn allows them to receive further training and eventually become Hunters." she continued."They are trained at the many combat schools established around the world and eventually at one of the four Kingdom Academies."
"And what do they teach you there?"
"That the Grimm are stated to be attracted to generally negative feelings such as sadness, hostility, anger, fear, et cetera and are drawn to areas that, although humanity have long since abandoned, still hold residual traces of these feelings."
"Correct." Crimson nodded. "And that is why we consistently train the next generation of fighters to guard us from this threat. Much like your kingdoms and their cities, there will never be true peace. So one must always be prepared for war. What else?"
"We were taught that Hunters are supposed to be upright and honorable. To never give in to our dark side or negative emotions. To be pure." she instinctively reached for her cloak but only grasped air. "My hood!" she stood up in a panic, only to sit back down after her body ached "Ow ow ow!"
"Easy," Crystal helped the girl sit back down. "It's safe where it is."
"And this is where you are mistaken." Crimson continued. "Hunters are not supposed to be 'black and white', but somewhere along the line, that changed it seems."
"What do you mean?" Summer shifted herself into a more comfortable position on the chair. "We were taught to separate ourselves from negative feelings to fight on par with the Grimm."
"That may be for most of us," Crystal responded "But not for you. Silver eyes, remember?"
"What does that have to do with this?"
"It means you are destined to be something more." the younger sister answered "You will have to work even harder to unlock your true potential." Her face saddened "But it will always come at a great cost."
"Which is?"
"She means you'll have a rough life ahead of you." Crystal placed her hand on the young girl's shoulder. "Sure there will be moments where you can find happiness, take my sister for example: she is a Shadow Hunter and she managed to beat me at having a kid!" she laughed lightly "But..." she trailed off and looked at her sister.
"My husband was killed when the Grimm attacked the village about a year ago." Crimson continued. "I was out visiting our grandfather's grave in the valleys west of here. I was paying my respects when I started to see smoke coming from the village. I ran back as fast as I could and by the time I got here, the battle was reaching its peak."
"Numerous Grimm were rampaging around the area," the older sister followed up "My team was fighting desperately to hold them off while everyone else ran for shelter. Amidst the chaos we noticed that one of the Ursa was unusually powerful. It seemed to be radiating some kind of black aura around it. It was about this time that Crimson made it back to her team and joined the fight. We managed to defeat that powerful Ursa and turn him into dust, but there was something different when it died."
"What was it?" Summer asked, her interest piqued.
"It left behind a black crystal" Crimson answered. "And it seemed to be the source of its power as well as the thing attracting the Grimm." she crossed her arms "My husband figured it out and thought that if he could throw it off the cliff and into the valley, that the Grimm would cease their attack and follow the source. He was right. However it was also a fatal mistake." she frowned "The moment he touched the crystal, it began to corrupt him. A dark aura formed around his body much like what the Ursa it was previously housed in had. He screamed out in what must have been incredible anguish as his mind was being warped."
"The next thing we knew, he started attack us." Crystal continued "It was like watching a madman running around with rage. He could not tell friend from foe and just started screaming at the top of his lungs while he began to cut down both human and monster." she paused momentarily "We tried to reason with him-to help him fight it, but it was no use. Mist and I tried to disarm him by aiming at the crystal but the dark aura created a barrier around it, shielding it from our attacks. He was about to kill some of the villagers when-"
"When I shot him." the younger sister interrupted. "I shot him to break his stance and then I plunged my spear through the dark aura, into his heart and pushed him to the edge of the cliff and flung him into the abyss."
Summer's eyes widened in shock .
"In that split second I made the hardest decision of my life. I killed him in order to save the others."
Crystal lowered her head and closed her eyes to pay some respect to the memory.
"And now I am tormented day and night by how exactly I am going to explain all this to my daughter. She thinks her father is away on a journey, but she will have to know the truth at some point." She sighed "To make matters worse, my job requires me to patrol the area as well as deal with the increasing amount of Grimm in the area. All of it is taking up most of my time and is keeping me away from her. For a while I cursed my grandfather for making me like this. I cursed myself and my power. I wished that I had just a normal life, a normal family." The tone of her voice increased.
Crystal moved over and placed a reassuring hand on her sister's shoulder.
"My sister eventually pulled me out of it." She continued after a moment "She told me that our grandfather confided in her that he had to do the same. He too had sacrificed much during his years, but he never once regretted it. He knew that the world wasn't perfect, he knew that there were things he just couldn't change. But he never gave up on his belief that he could make the future a little bit better for the next generation. And if I were to honor everything that he stood for...neither could I."
"Let's take a break," Crystal broke the momentary silence "Would you mind getting us drinks?" she turned to her sister.
"Sure," Crimson answered, releasing the tension on her body. "I'll be back shortly."
"I know what you are thinking," the older woman looked at Summer once Crimson left the room. "You are asking yourself why we are telling you all this. You see, we both believe that you were destined to help change the world for the better, much like all those people of legend who have your special trait: Silver eyes." she stared at the girl's eyes for a moment "But we know that you have free will. In the end, it will be your decision to lead a normal life or to lead the life of a warrior."
Summer looked away and contemplated the decision placed before her.
"So 'What is this great cost' you ask?" Crystal continued "Some people were not meant to be happy." she reached out and held the girl's hand, drawing her attention and making eye contact once again "They were meant to be... great."
~xX*Xx~
"Taking a break?" A voice called out from the side.
Summer glanced over at the young man who had interrupted the reverie she had been lost in whilst aimlessly wandering around the camp.
"Rusty, was it?" She asked as she slowly walked over to him "Yeah, we're just having a small one before it's back to lessons." She looked around, trying not to strain her body so much. Her eyes landed on a dilapidated structure of sorts nearby. "That place yours?"
"Yeah" he proudly admitted "This heap of scrap is where I keep all my stuff. It may look useless - and I admit some of it is - but I find ways to put them together and make things work."
"I see..." The girl looked at the equipment with a mixed expression.
"Oh hey, since you're here, why don't you look at my masterpiece in the making?"
"Sure. I don't have much to do at the moment anyway."
They walked around to the back side of the scrap pile and towards the workshop. There Summer's senses were greeted by the flash of flames, the sound of steel, and the smell of gunpowder. She looked a little impressed by how the small factory was despite the amount of work going on. There were several people inside working the odd-looking machines that appeared to be put together from a bunch of random parts. Eventually they made their way to the back of the shop and into a large room.
"This is it." Rusty proclaimed.
"It's a helicopter!" Summer's eyes widened "Does it work?!"
"Unfortunately, no." the mechanic shook his head "I've been working on this thing for the better part of a year now. I'm still missing some parts and then there's the matter of fuel... Still though, I say I am about a few months away from testing it out."
"I see." Part of the girl's enthusiasm vanished. She had hoped that she could use the machine in order to get home, but it seemed that she was still out of luck.
"Don't worry." the man walked up and tapped the metal door "If you can help out in the expeditions to bring back parts, this baby will be flying you home in no time."
"Thanks," she smiled. "I'll be counting on you!"
"Well you better run back, kid" he pointed towards the exit "I think I hear Crystal calling for you."
~xX*Xx~
"So are you ready to continue?" Crimson asked as she and the others walked through the door.
"Yeah." Summer responded and made her way to her seat. "That walk helped me clear up some of the fatigue in my body."
"Good." the woman placed a cup of hot chocolate down on Summer's desk before doing the same for her sister. "Let's continue."
"Thank you." Crystal nodded and quietly took a sip.
"Before we took a break," the younger sister walked back to her spot and sat down, adjusting her cup so she wouldn't accidentally hit it "We were talking about our teachings being different regarding the negative scope of emotions."
"Yes." Summer nodded "Why would you teach someone to use negative emotions? Won't that just attract the Grimm?"
"Because it is part of unlocking the powers of a Shadow Hunter." The instructor responded
"What do you mean?"
"Let's look at it this way." She opened up a small holographic monitor beside her "Let's put these emotions as say, a spectrum of color." She moved the screen between them so the two could see it better. "Now how do you generate your power?"
"By concentrating my will." the girl answered.
"Ok. We will mark that as one color." she pressed a button and the word 'Will' was highlighted in green. "Name one negative emotion"
"Fear."
"Fear, you say attracts the Grimm." she highlighted the word with the color yellow. "Another one?"
"Anger."
"So Rage then." another highlight appeared coloring it in red. "Anything else?"
"There are tons!" the girl responded "Like Greed! You can't possibly expect me to list them all."
"Ok. We will use that as the last one. Greed." she highlighted it in orange. "Now you pretty much said earlier that the Grimm are the darkness and we are the light. And since the Grimm seek nothing but death, we will mark them as such." she highlighted the word 'Death' in black. "Looks bad doesn't it?"
"Yeah." Summer calmed down "This is why-"
"What about Hope?" Crimson interrupted and highlighted the word in blue. "What about Compassion?" she highlighted the word in indigo. "How about Love?" the word got highlighted in violet. "Those are not negative emotions."
"Yes that is true, but-"
"And since you said we are the opposite to the Grimm, the opposite of those who bring death is Life." she highlighted the word in white. "Do you see what I am getting at?"
"I think I understand..."
"These other colors that you people deem 'worthless' are actually a greater source of strength than you realize." She crossed her arms "You think you have power now just because you've mastered your control of will? Wait till you unlock your true power as a Σκιά. When you have mastered darkness and light and all the colors in between, then and only then will you become a true Shadow Hunter."
Summer looked down and tried to process everything she just heard. The things she was just taught were conflicting to everything she had learned in school up until now, so it was very hard for her to accept. She understood what was being taught and she knew that it made logical sense, however she was scared of the consequences of such actions and even questioned what kind of person it took to even dream of mastering such ability.
"Come with me for a moment", Crimson tilted her head towards the door "It seems that you need time to understand everything. I believe some fresh air will help you out." She looked at her sister "We'll be heading to that place for a while."
"Ok." Crystal nodded "I'll see you guys in a couple hours then."
"Where are we going?" Summer asked out of curiosity as they exited the room.
"We're going outside the village for a bit. There is a place I want to show you." she produced Summer's dagger from a nearby bookshelf and handed it to the girl "This belongs to you."
~xX*Xx~
"Wow, this place is incredible!" Summer gasped as they reached a small valley just outside of town "The air is so clean here."
"Yes," the Crimson agreed "this is where I tend to go when I need time for myself, amongst other things."
"You're right," the girl spread her arms to bask in the sunlight "This is a good place to think. Is this why you brought me out here?"
"Partially," the woman answered "I believe that it would be easiest for you to learn about things firsthand since your body should be recovered enough by now." Her eyes narrowed as a murderous aura emanated from her core.
"What the...?!" Summer whirled around as the dangerous feeling reached her, instinctively raising her weapon in a defensive stance.
"Very good," the instructor smiled while extending her hand out to her side, a small black flame erupting and taking on the form of a lance before revealing its master's weapon and vanishing. "If you believe you can defeat your enemies with just the power of your will alone, then show me." She poised her weapon and lunged forward.
The girl gasped and threw herself to the side with all her might, barely escaping the tip of the lance. She rolled after her impact and forced herself on her feet again. She had little time to recover as she felt a large energy from her side. She turned to try and counter but was too late. The foot of the lance landed square on her stomach, causing her to bend over and fall on top of it. The next thing she knew, she was being flung into the air.
Crimson leapt up after the girl and when she was passed, she arched her body and began a dive, spinning on her axis to increase her diving momentum. The heel of her boots landed squarely on the girl's chest and she remained 'standing' on Summer as they plummeted to the ground. The earth shook upon impact and Summer cried out in pain as the wind was literally knocked out her. She looked up at her attacker who seemed to be completely unaffected by the landing.
"Well then," Crimson transformed her weapon into a rifle and pointed it at Summer's face, a ball of white energy forming at its base "Let the lessons begin."
A/N: Thank you guys once again for being patient. Hopefully this is enough to quell you all over till the next chapter XD. So what did you think? Please leave your thoughts and comments below and let me know will ya? Thanks!
~*Bonus*~
"Cinder huh?" Ruby closed the book and stretched her arms over her head "I wonder if shes related to the Cinder we met before the break, you know the one from Mistral."
"That would be too much of a coincidence I think." Yang shook her head "Besides, you look so much like your mom she would have totally recognized you if she was."
"Well, I guess..." the younger girl stood up and moved the group of books to the shelf, completing their quest to clean the attic.
"Hey girls! We're back!" a voice called from downstairs.
"Come on, Ruby" Yang waved "Dad's home!"
"Great! We should let him read this too, find out what he thinks." she grabbed the diary and followed her sister downstairs "Won't he be in for a surprise..."