Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that appeared within this fic, all rights belong to RWBY and Type-Moon respectively.

Hello and welcome back to Chapter 3 :)

Apologies for the long wait for this chapter as I did not know how to advance the story from this point on due to the Canon timeline not showing much about Weiss after her escape.

However, I got a burst of inspiration halfway through playing Fate/Grand Order and seeing the spook Saber while rolling for Parvati, so I guess it was a good thing after all despite not getting her.

Also, from this point on is where the order of events will deviate slightly from Canon.

"Test" – Skills/Techniques

'Test' – Thoughts

"Test" – Speaking

[Test] – Entity/Beast speaking

[Test] – Entity/Beast thoughts

Without further ado, let's jump into the story!

Chapter 3: Journey to Mistral.

Beacon Academy. The once prestigious school which sat on an impressive cliff's edge was now in ruins and a nesting ground for all sorts of Grimm. Atop the Beacon Tower sat the 'frozen' Grimm Dragon, continuously summoning Grimm from all around Remnant to its location. The air around Beacon is surrounded with a purple mist, spawning deep-sea monstrosities with Grimm features from the nearby ocean located at the docking bay. Atop the cliff next to it, stood a hooded figure clad in black with a glowing spellbook with the motifs of a face screaming in agony in hand, overlooking the scene with evil satisfaction.

'Yes, this world would do. Wait for me, oh Holy Maiden. We shall reunite soon, in this world free of those who didn't believe in you.' the figure thought to itself angrily before disappearing in a shimmer of blue motes of light towards his Master.

Weiss had experienced many things throughout the 18 years of her life, but never in her wildest imaginations would she ever think of riding a Dragon of all things isn't one, let alone an absolutely massive dragon the size of a castle. Now many would think riding atop a dragon would be uncomfortable due to their hard scales and spikes, but who would have thought that there was actually a really comfortable area on the back located above their front limbs?

Initially Weiss thought dragons were big and slow, like the one at the Battle of Beacon, and one as big as Fafnir would be even more so. However she definitely didn't expect Fafnir to shoot off towards the general direction of Mistral at speeds that could make even Ruby jealous. Dragons do indeed live up to the name of King of the Beasts.

She was snapped out of her musings when they spotted a transport ship with Mistral's insignia on the hull a distance away being attacked by a gigantic deep-sea demon and it seemed to be regenerating itself with every hit sustained from the naval cannons aboard the ship. The Huntsmen aboard the ship are fighting off the lesser demons that have boarded the ship with little success as they seemed to keep coming in endless waves.

"Master, your orders?" asked Siegfried solemnly.

"Need you ask? Help them out!" she shot back.

"Understood. Fafnir, set us down on the ship."

Yang was definitely not enjoying the 'Prestigious Cruise to Mistral onboard the magnificent Pride of Mistral' if it included encountering sea demons of all things along the way. Heck, she would rather be up against a pack of Nevermores or even the flee-on-sight Sea Dragon rather than this giant monstrosity that seemed to endlessly regenerate despite being obliterated by a fire dust powered punch from her Ember Celica. Worst of it all, it was spawning smaller and weaker versions of itself, luckily they do not have the same regeneration trait. Grunting, she blocked a heavy blow from one of the lesser demon's tentacle limbs and countered with another dust powered punch directly on its disgusting face, completely blowing the head off with a sickening squelch. Pushing aside the body, she fired a round to her right, killing another demon that was about to devour another Huntsman.

"Thanks. Almost thought I was a goner there!" he said with relief.

Suddenly, they were surrounded by a living wall of lesser demons screaming for their blood. Overwhelmed, some of the huntsmen dropped their weapons in fear.

'I can't fall here, Rubes needs me. And especially not after getting Pops approval and a new arm.' she resolved. "If that's how it is then come and get some then, you overgrown calamari fritters!"

She barely made her move before the demon closest to her was frozen and subsequently shattered to pieces with a flying overhead swing from a silver figure landing behind it. Before Yang could get a good look at the new assistance, said figure disappeared in a cyan flash, dashing all around the group of awed huntsmen before reappearing in the same spot in a crouched position, his beautiful longsword held at his side. Lesser demons all around him burst apart in a shower of green blood and a mix of dismembered limbs and heads.

"That was certainly overkill don't you think?" came a familiar haughty voice Yang knew all too well from behind her.

"Weiss!" she tackled said girl in a bear hug, surprising the girl.

"Yang? What happened to the rest after the Battle? More importantly, you got a new arm now?"

Yang was about to reply before a deafening roar drew everyone's attention back to the main sea demon, only to see it engaged in a frenzied melee with a black Eastern dragon that was equally as large as the demon. With a mighty roar, the dragon clawed the sea demon across the face and pushed it away with a punch that created strong winds. With unexpected grace, it flew up into the air with a backflip before opening its jaw, azure blue lightning gathering within, before it was fired at speeds so fast all Yang saw was a bright blue beam before the top half of the demon as sheared off, before the remaining blue sparks ignited and consumed the remains of the demon in a fiery blue explosion. Everyone aboard the Pride of Mistral held on as the aftershock from the explosion rocked the ship.

There was a moment of silence as everyone stared at the massive dragon with a mix of fear and awe. As the dragon turned to gaze at them, its red-slitted eyes narrowed as it opened its mouth, everyone tensed with the exception of Weiss and the mysterious man.

[The demon is now eliminated. I shall now take my leave. You know where to find me should the need arise, Siegfried.] spoke the dragon to the shock of everyone around.

"Much appreciated, Fafnir." replied the white haired warrior standing beside Weiss.

With that, the gigantic dragon's body lit up blue before scattering away in a brilliant azure light.

And that's a wrap! Once again, sorry for the really slow update. I had to rewrite the story sequence three times before I was satisfied. Anyway here is a stat sheet of Fafnir this time.

True Name: Fafnir

Species: Phantasmal Beast

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Strength: EX

Endurance: EX

Luck: ?

Agility: A+++

Mana: ?

Description: The once Evil Dragon slain by Siegfried. Now a companion summonable by Siegfried to aid him in battles. Luck and Mana parameters are unmeasurable. Fafnir's flames and attacks all have an azure blue colour.

Personal Skills:

Dragon Blood: EX – This skill is both a blessing and a curse. Grants the bearer increased attack and defence at the cost of being weaker to Anti-Dragon weapons and skills. With Fafnir being a pure-blooded dragon from birth, this effect is at its highest power.

Dragon's Rage: E-EX – This skill is present in all members of the Dragonkin. The more damage a dragon sustains, it retaliates with even more ferocity, raising attack parameters with every wound taken. This effect is active until the dragon is dead.

Noble Phantasms:

Armor of Fafnir - Blood Armor of the Evil Dragon

Type: Anti-Unit

Rank: EX

Description: Similar to Siegfried, it is a continuously active Noble Phantasm that cancels all attacks below EX rank rather than B+ rank due Fafnir being the original owner of the skill.

Cursed Breath – Azure Breath of Destruction

Type: Anti-Army, Anti-Fortress

Rank: E-EX

Description: By channeling rage, Fafnir can unleash a devastating blast of pure energy that shreds anything in its path and then explodes, burning everything it touches. The effects of this Noble Phantasm increases with the current rank of Dragon's Rage.