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So I've found myself being full of random ideas for RWBY and DnD. I've written more bits in the form of one-shots then in a story format. So I've decided to upload those various bits. The various bits do belong to an overarching plot that would go into this story and once I find myself having written more events in a chronological order I will probably reorganize everything to make a full on story. But that is not now and not for a long time. So enjoy these one-shots. This time RWBY and crew fight a black dragon.
Ruby took a deep breath after having beheaded the Nevermore. It was such a great rush, launching off of Blake's Gambol Shroud in a slingshot style and then dashing up the cliffside. She glanced over to where the other four were, Jaune, Pyrrah, Ren and Nora. The Deathstalker was gone so they must have taken care of it. On the central stone platform was Yang, Blake and Weiss. She gave them a smile and waved.
Then she yelled out, "How am I going to get down from here."
Down on the stone platform Weiss sighed at the girl's stupidity. "Just jump. We'll catch you."
"Ok!" Ruby leaped down landing on various white dust platforms appearing in the air. Soon enough she was back on the platform with the three other girls. The four of them took off over to where the other four were. "Alright, everyone got their chess pieces." Each of the pairs held up theirs. Yang off to the side smiled at seeing her little sister take charge.
Ruby gave a relieved sigh. "That's good, if we had to go get another one…Eugh. Let's go then."
Before they could move a tremor went through the ground. Jaune, of course, was knocked off his feet. "What was that?" He asked.
"It might be an earthquake," Pyrrah said. Another tremor rocked the ground, tossing Jaune again as he struggled to get back up again.
Blake gave her own input. "I don't think so." Then they sensed it. A pall had dropped onto them. There was something coming, something big, and something dangerous.
"Uh guys… I don't think we should be here…" Jaune's voice was quiet and a whisper. Ruby herself remembered this feeling. It was back in the Snowy Forest while she was fighting the Beowolves. She had felt it briefly and quickly rid herself of it. But now there was nothing to fight it with now. Whatever it was, it was approaching. Stalking almost. The eight of them were prey. They each felt it. That feeling of being small and insignificant. Even Nora, the ever joyful girl was deadly serious, her face twisted in a frown and her hands on her hammer.
Through the forest the source of the feeling was being heralded by the trees being pushed down. The sound of the trees crashing into the ground only served to further heighten the dread they were feeling.
Ruby clenched her teeth at the inability coursing through her. She shouldn't be feeling the way she was. They shouldn't be feeling this way. They had just taken down a Nevermore and a Deathstalker. Where did that courage go?
Gripping her scythe, she let forth a loud battlecry, "YAAAAA!" And dashed forward, gun firing, pushing her faster and faster.
Her action managed to snap the other seven out of their fear induced stupors. They each recognized the danger of running forward to fight whatever it was in front of them. It was only Weiss who dashed forward with a cry of "Ruby!" The two of them swiftly disappeared into the dark forest, leaving the others behind who readied their own weapons for the threat approaching.
Ruby dashed through the forest undergrowth. Behind her she could faintly tell that Weiss was following. The thing was close and so it wasn't long until she found what had been radiating the fear.
It was black, black scales that did not glimmer in the light but rather shown dully. It was large to, giant almost, probably bigger than a house or two. It had six limbs, two were wings and the other four legs tipped with deadly claws. She finally looked into its face. She knew what it was, a dragon, but it bore no resemblance to the noble form that Alsif had shown her. Instead it looked like a skull, with deep set red eyes, numerous sharp ridges and bones lining the chin and back of the head. Despite its mouth being closed, most of the yellowed teeth were on display, each large enough to cut a man in half. From between those teeth dripped bits of green acid, sizzling as they hit the ground. The horns were curled forward and faded from white at the base to black at the tips.
Behind her, Ruby faintly heard Weiss skid to a stop behind her. She began to say, "Ruby, you dumb…"
Weiss was staring up into the face of the creature in front of her. Part of her mind classified the creature she saw in front of her as a Drago, a Grimm of legendary status, said to breathe fire and have scales that were almost impossible to pierce. That one was here in front of her blanked those thoughts out of her mind, freezing it to a stop. As she got her mind in gear to tell Ruby to run away, Ruby charged forward instead with her scythe held high.
The black dragon snorted at her pitiable attempt to injure it before smacking her with his left foreleg, tossing her through the forest and back to the clearing. Weiss did logical thing after that and began running back to the group. She managed to make it out of the forest and into the clearing to see Ruby crash land onto Jaune. Unluckily, the dragon was directly on her heels as she ran out to them. The five still standing looked on in fear at the approaching dragon. Ren managed to call out, "It's a Drago!"
The dragon stopped about fifty feet away from the group. Jaune by then had managed to wrestle Ruby off of him. The two of them joined the rest of the group in gripping their weapon half fearfully and half threateningly at the dragon in front of them. A silence descended between the two groups, with the dragon looking at them insignificantly.
"Children. Weak little children come to take my treasure. How sad." The dragon's voice was deep and gravelly.
Ruby having mostly overcome her fear by now yelled out in response, "Hey, who are you calling weak!?"
"It speaks?" Weiss said to the side.
The dragon snorted again, a deathly cloud of acid floating out of his nose. "You all children. You are all weak. And of course I speak. What did you think, that I was some brainless ape like you?"
An angry red appeared on Weiss' face at this insult. "Why you!"
Pyrrha next to her put her hand on Weiss' shoulder. "Calm down Weiss, I don't think getting angry at the way bigger than us Drago will be very helpful."
"You should listen to your friend girl, a little courtesy goes a long way. Now, all of you have some things of mine. The relics. Put them on the ground and walk away. I'm in a good mood right now so I'll let you go safely."
What reservations the group had vanished at that. Yang made the statement for the group. "No way buddy. I've been trudging through this forest for most the day, and then had to go up against a Nevermore. No way are you going to get this from me or the rest of us." She said while dangling the golden knight in her hand.
"Yea, go sis!" That was Ruby next to her.
"So you say? Then none of you will be leaving here alive." The dragon stamped a foot on the ground and the ground began to shake once again. The eight candidates looked about to see the forest reforming around them. Trees were falling down and the area where they were was descending. From the forest there were great steel walls rising up. The eight turned around in a hope to run away, but the ruins there were falling into the deep canyon they rose from.
All the while the dragon leaned back on its hind legs watching its work develop. By the time it was done a portion of the Emerald Forest was gone. Around them there was a circular arena lined by steel walls.
The dragon drew himself up, stretched his wings fully out and growled down to them. "Now, all you foolish children will die."
Yang summed up the feelings of the group in two simple words. "Ah fuck."
The dragon burst forward with his wings boosting his speed, his mouth opened wide and breathing out a large cone of acid. Jaune and Weise both found themselves just narrowly escaping the blast, with acid melting off the fringes of their hood and skirt respectively. The great cone of acid left a giant bubbling pool of itself where the party had last been with four on each side of it.
"Ren! Didn't Dragos only breathe fire?" Nora's voice called out.
On the other side Ren replied, "They're supposed to only be a legend!"
Weiss rushed past him saying, "I don't care what it breathes, fire or acid, it's going to pay for damaging my dress." A white seal had formed behind her and propelled her forward, as if she was skating on the ground, "This dress was a gift from my mother you bastard!" She leapt in to the air, the dials on her Myrtenaster spinning and settling on red, causing a red fiery haze to line the rapier.
The dragon moved to the side in order to dodge her attack, but Weiss was more than nimble enough to keep up with him and came down, slashing across the side of his scaly hide. However, despite the quality of the weapon and Weiss' advanced skill the weapon did little but leave a long black scorch mark from its fiery enchantment. She landed behind the dragon to grab a glance at her handiwork and was obviously disappointed in her lack thereof. Her pause however did worse for her and the dragon's tail whipped about and smacked in the back, launching her forward into the pool of acid.
The sudden impact from the tail shot and the approaching pool of acid panicked her. She was attempting to form a platform on which to land and get away from the acid, but her flailing in the air was little more than that. Weiss' eyes widened as fear as she closed in on the pool. She was going to die, it was right there. It had been stupid to attack and she was making up for it right now in the most horrific way possible. No, she said in her mind, no she couldn't go out like this. She hadn't even grown up yet. She hadn't graduated from school, she hadn't taken over the company, she hadn't found her prince charming… Her eyes squeezed shut at the incoming doom.
"I've got you Weiss!" Weiss' mind was so focused on her approaching death that she nearly missed out on the approaching sound. An oof elicited from herself as she felt someone impact her in air and pulled her away from the deathly trajectory. Once she had finally stopped moving Weiss slowly opened her eyes. She was ok! She wasn't dead. Her hands touched her face is joy. Then it occurred to her that in front of her was a red cloaked girl. Almost immediately her elation switched into icy dissociation.
She managed to grind out, "Thank you Ruby."
The red girl's face was filled with the a much to large smile as she happily replied, "No problem Weiss, you're my partner and all."
Weiss' right eye twitched, the girl was unwholesomely happy. She reached down to grab Myrtenaster, but it wasn't anywhere to be found. She had let it go! That was unacceptable, what would Teacher say? That was one of the number one rules he had drilled into her, never, never ever, let go of your weapon. Not only that, but Myrtenaster was a gift from him as well. "Ruby, did you see where Myrtenaster went?"
"Uh, about that…" Ruby shifted from foot to foot in place, before pointing back in the direction of the pool.
Realization dawned on Weiss' face. "No, it couldn't have, no. No no no!" She turned in hopes to disprove her hated thoughts running through her head. Luck, whatever little she had, had made itself known and she spotted Myrtenaster laying on its side next to the pool. She rushed over to grab it, exuberant at the fact that it wasn't lost.
She picked it up and noticed that the weapon had its tip and nearly half of the blade melted off.
Vaguely, she felt Ruby come up on her side. "Weiss… I'm sorry, really really sorry. Myrtenaster flew out of your hand as you were launched back over here and when I went to grab you I couldn't grab it as well, but I managed to kick it away from falling directly into the pool but I guess I didn't kick it far enough away and it skipped on the acid and, and please don't kill me!"
Weiss had turned back on the young girl with evident fury boiling on her face, ready to freeze the girl in her place and roast her and throw thunder at her and all sorts of painful punishments. But that was not how the Heiress to the Schnee name should act. She took a deep breath to calm herself. She knew who was really to blame. Worrying over Myrtenaster and hurting others over her worry could come later. Right now she had a Drago to deal with. A saddened resigned look crossed her face when she glanced at the nearly ruined form of Myrtenaster in her hand. Not that she could do much for dealing with the Drago.
"Ruby. It's ok. I'm not going to kill you. Maybe. Yet. You did your best and you saved me. Thank you for that. But now we should switch our attention back to the Drago. We are still in a fight."
"Oh it'll be fine. After you came back and I went after you everyone else went after him. He shouldn't be able to stand up to six Beacon hopefuls." The smile on Ruby's face died when she looked back toward the dragon and the bodies of her fellow students lying on the ground around him.
Cliffhanger? Yes. Deal with it.