Hey guys, I though I would write this, I think it might be to long, and could have been divided into two parts, but whatever. I hope you enjoy. Take Care.


"Ruby!" it was only seven 'o' clock in the morning, and Weiss already had a reason to yell at the younger girl. "You complete twat! How many times have I told you not to touch my stuff?!"

"I just needed to borrow your brush because I forgot mine and Yang said I couldn't use hers and . . . " The red-haired girl said defensively, speaking so fast that she was barely understandable.

Blake and Yang were both sitting on their beds, trying to hold back their laughter. It had only been five minutes since they woke up, and the two girls were already bickering. Well Weiss was bickering; Ruby was really just taking the insults, and keeping her head down. Finally, after a few more minutes of amusement, Blake decided to interject.

"Okay girls, that's enough, we need to go downstairs before too long," she said with a grin on her face, "so go ahead and kiss and makeup." This made Weiss blush with embarrassment, but she gave in and finished getting ready. They all started to trudge down the steps to the lobby pub portion of the tavern, where a young lady, about nineteen years old stood at the bar, this was Rosie supposedly. They didn't get the chance to meet her last night; instead a man by the name of Mickey led them to their rooms. She was about five feet and five inches, with platinum blonde hair that went to her shoulders, and very dark brown eyes.

"So are you, uh, Rosie?" Ruby asked timidly.

"Is that what Jack told you?" The girls nodded, "I've told him to stop calling me that." The girls could tell that something was wrong. "It's Rose. Who might you lot be?" The girls all turned to Ruby to tell her.

"Well, this is Weiss," she said pointing to the girl wearing white, "This is Blake, this is my sister Yang, and I'm their fearless leader Ruby!" the girl said, acting rather proud of herself. The other team members just rolled their eyes at her last remark. "And together we make team RWBY!"

"Tad bit vain of ya to be naming your team after yourself, don't ya think." Rose smirked, raising her eyebrow.

"It's not like that!" Ruby said being hurt at the girl's remark, "Our headmaster assigned us the name, and besides, it's R-W-B-Y."

"Oh, I see." Then she realized what the red girl had just said. "Headmaster? You are in school?"

"Yeah, we were sent from Beacon." Ruby answered proudly.

"Never heard of it." Rose said with an eyebrow raised. "Is it some sort of art school?" At this remark, the girls' jaws dropped. 'How could she not know what Beacon was?'

Weiss was the first one to answer. "It is the top academy in the world for hunters and huntresses. How could you not know that?" Rose just shrugged. The girls just sat and stared at the bar tender with looks of genuine confusion on their face.

"Well I suppose you are all hungry tight about now." Rose said as a timer in the kitchen went off. "That'll be the crepes." She said as she walked into the kitchen.

"What are crepes?" The young leader asked, but none of her teammates had an answer. Rose returned with three plates with what seemed like flat pancakes with whip crème and strawberries for the teammates.

"'ere you go." The girls said handing a plate to each of the girls. It only took Ruby mere seconds to eat. "I can tell you hated it." Rose said grinning, while Ruby licked the plate to get all remaining crème and strawberries, leaving red all over her face. Her teammates just stared at her, unsurprised at the young girl's action, due to her love of sweets.

After they had finished their meal, and thanked Rose for the crepes. She told them to go talk to Jack to find out what they should do. When they go there this time, they found the sheriff awake questioning somebody that he must have caught while they slept. The man seemed young about twenty-five, not very tall, spiky blonde hair, and a huge nose, and he wore a white lab coat, with writing on his back that read: Slow Mo Guys.

"Now, I'll ask you one more time." Jack said to the prisoner, "Why did you blow up that airship?" That must have been that loud bang the girls heard last night.

"I told you." The man said with a British accent, "I recorded it to put on the internet in slow motion, and it was my airship, so what's the big deal?"

"What's going on?" Ruby asked, "Do you think he had anything to do with the disappearances?"

"No," Jack replied, "He doesn't seem smart enough to do something quite like that. So, what do you girls need?" Jack said as he turned away from the prisoner.

"We just want to know what you want us to do." Ruby stated, and then turned to Blake and asked what an internet was. The only reply she got was a snicker from the fauna.

"Well, I suppose you could go and search the forest for any clues." He said with a hint of worry in his voice, "Just make sure to keep yourselves' safe."

"What's wrong?" Ruby asked the man, who had turned his attention to his mechanical glove.

"Nothing, I just think that I know what might be going on, and I don't want it to be true." There was something rather worrying about his voice, "I suggest that you start towards the east, towards the cemetery" They nodded and left the office, and followed their leader, and then realized that they were going west, and quickly turned around. As they walked by the cemetery, Yang pointed out the angel from the document, but nobody was paying attention to her.

"Is it, weeping?" Yang asked. She stopped for a moment to look at it, "Guys, come check this out!" She yelled as she turned to look at her teammates. They all stopped and looked at where the blonde was pointing.

"Yang, there's nothing there." Blake said, slightly confused as to what the girl could have been referring to.

"What do you mean there's nothing there, I'm pointing . . . right at it." When she looked where the statue had stood, she was in complete shock. "Where did it go?" She asked herself. Surely she saw something. But where did it go. Completely freaked out, Yang hurried to catch up with her team, looking around to find anything else suspicious.

They soon were engulfed by the forest, walking further and further east, not sure what they were looking for. After about ten minutes of walking, they all agreed it would be better to split up and look for clues.

'What am I even looking for?' This is all Ruby thought as she continued walking through the forest. They had be told nothing about what they needed to look for. She looked for anything that seemed out of the ordinary, and all she found was a bottle cap, and promptly put it in her pocket for her collection. It was for some drink called the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster. 'What a weird name.' Then she heard something in front of her. It was familiar; it was some sort of buzzing sound, just like when they first got here. She quickly scaled a near-by tree, being very careful to stay quiet.

She looked around for the origin of the sound. Then from out of the bushes, she saw a man, holding what seemed like some sort of torch with a green light, using it to illuminate a candy bar wrapper. There was something off about him. Perhaps it was his height; he must have been at least six-foot nine. He wore a tweed jacket with brown patches on his elbow. He had a striped shirt with suspenders, and a red bow-tie. He had short brown hair with a curl in the front, and on top of that head, was . . .

"A fez?" Ruby said to herself. This was possibly the weirdest man she had ever seen. She observed the man for a few minutes longer, to check to see if she had to worry about any weapons he might have. When she saw none, she swiftly leapt from her hiding spot, and activated the scythe mode of Crescent Rose, and land right in front of the man.

"Woah!" the man exclaimed from the sudden appearance of the girl. "Little Red Riding Hood with a giant scythe?" The man had sworn he remembered something like this, but where?

"What are you doing here?" The girl in red said with a stern voice, which for her was quite awkward and forced.

"Uh. . . ." the man looked into his hands and saw the wrapper. "I'm from, Pollution Control, and I am inspecting your, wrappers to make sure that they aren't radioactive."

"That isn't real." Ruby stated, "I'll need some ID to believe you."

"Okay." The odd man said, being a lot more calm than previously, grabbing something out of his inside jacket pocket. He passed it to the girl, and said, "See, completely not made up." Ruby stared at the piece of paper for a long time, before returning it.

"It's blank." She said, finding his attempt to fool her funny. "Why would you give me a blank piece of paper?"

"Oh, well, you see, uh, it's not usually blank. How did you know it was blank?" He asked her, wondering how she could have possible known that the paper was blank.

At this point, Ruby thought that the man was insulting her intellect, and wasn't very happy about it. "Because there is nothing on it."

"I see. Are you sure it didn't say pollution control?"

"Yes. Now, you are going to tell me what is going on around here!" The girl yelled. "Why are all of these people going missing?"

"What do you mean, going missing?" The girl had peaked the man's interest.

"I Mean, there are people going missing without a trace, and we don't know why." She transformed Crescent Rose into its gun form and pointed it at the man. "Come with me, I'm taking you to the Sheriff's office, after we meet up with my team."

"Wait a minute, a scythe that transforms into a gun, Little Red Riding Hood, a forest that is constantly red?" The man pondered all of these things over, "Wait that means . . . Ruby Rose!" When the man said her name, she froze in her tracks.

"How could you possibly know my name?" She asked, rather confused now. "We've never met before."

"It's me Ruby! I'm The Doctor, remember?" At this point, Ruby had many questions running through her head, including, what is wrong with this guy, how did he know her name, and most importantly,

"Doctor? Doctor Who?"


Thanks guys for reading, the next chapter is going to be set at the same time as the last bit as this one, after the girls split up, but from Yang's POV.