World/Universe: Remnant. Character POV Weiss

A white - haired girl walked down a well - light hallway, lost in thought.

Weiss couldn't believe that she was already starting her final semester at Beacon Academy. It seemed like just yesterday she had undergone initiation and met Ruby, Yang, Blake, and her other friends. At the same time, it seemed absolutely ludacris that she and Ruby had once hated each other. Granted, they still clashed a considerable amount, and Ruby could be a little annoying sometimes (alright, REALLY annoying sometimes), but the two girls worked well together, and along with Yang and Blake were a formidable team.

"Excuse me!" a timid, high - pitched voice called out, causing Weiss to snap out of her daydream. "S-Sorry to bother you, but where is room 310?" a short red - haird girl asked. She's obviously a new student here, Weiss thought to herself, chuckling inwardly.

"Room 310 is just down the hall from here. I'm actually on my way to my own room right now, so I would be happy to show you!" Weiss said with a smile.

The girl blushed and looked down, but followed Weiss nonetheless. They arrived at the young girl's room in a few short minutes, at which point the redhead thanked Weiss and bid her farewell: "Thanks Miss!" she said. "I was starting to worry I'd never be able to find it, but thanks to you I was able to!"

"Of course," said Weiss. "And please, call me Weiss. If you ever need anything, you can find me at room 321. Don't hesitate if you need anything."

The girl smiled again, and Weiss departed for her own room. Bursting through the door, she was hardly surprised to find that she was the first one to arrive. After all, nobody else on the team was quite as organized and punctual as she was. That said, such punctuality was to be expected, considering her position as heiress of the Schnee Dust company. Her parents had made sure that she developed good habits growing up as a young child, and these habits had not left her in the transition to Beacon.

As Weiss made herself at home, her thoughts drifted to the Vytal Festival Tournament. The tournament, held once each year, was a monumental event that brought students from schools in all four kingdoms together to compete and fight against one another. To win the tournament, or even to win a couple of matches in the tournament, was considered to be an incredibly prestigious achievement. Weiss hadn't done particularly well at the tournament in the past, but she had really been working hard as of late, training with her father and other capable hunters and huntresses, so she felt confident she would be able to do well this time around.

"Ahhh," Weiss said to herself, falling backwards on her bed. "I think I'm just gonna relax a little bit, enjoy some piece and quiet before classes start …"

Then, suddenly, the door burst open, and two familiar figures walked through the door - one had distinct black hair with red highlights, and the other had long blonde hair with purple eyes.

"Weiss!" exclaimed the black - haired female, as she threw herself forward, squeezing Weiss in a bone - crushing embrace.

"Dammnit .. Ruby … you're crushing … me," Weiss squeaked out, but to no avail as Ruby continued the hug her. With a smile, The blonde - haired female pulled her back.

"Now now, Ruby. You can't just burst into a room and hug someone like that." she said.

"But Yang!"

"She's right!" exclaimed Weiss. "You ought to learn some manners, Ruby!" she scoffed.

"That's right," said Yang. "If you're gonna hug someone, you've gotta hug 'em way harder than that!" she exclaimed, catching Weiss in an embrace and tackling her to the ground. And, unfortunately for Weiss, Yang was about 10 times as strong as Ruby, so if Ruby's hug had been 'bone crushing,' then Yang's was more like 'bone disintegrating.'

"Damnit Yang, get the hell off me!" Weiss screamed.

"I swear, you three are so childish," remarked a calm, composed voice from the doorway. "Can't you stop joking around for just a few minutes?"

The voice belonged to a black - haired girl with a distinct black bow.

"Blake!" Ruby cried, flinging herself towards her.

Blake held up her hand, causing Ruby to comically smash her forehead into Blake's palm. "Don't even try that with me," she said seriously.

For a brief second, the four girls were silent. Then, without warning, they all burst out laughing. The laughing continued for a good few minutes, and even then the four girls couldn't stop themselves from giggling a little, here and there.

It's good to be back, Weiss thought to herself.

"Alright, first things first. Listen up everyone!" Ruby said aloud. "As leader of team RWBY, since we've got the tournament coming up, we're gonna train really hard so that we can all do well! Even though it's supposed to be an individual event, I've got no doubt that if we work as a team in preparing, we'll crush the competition!"

Everyone in team RWBY nodded their heads in agreement. "Agreed," said Weiss. "So just what sort of training exercises do you have planned for us, O great leader?"

"Well … um … you see … I was thinking that … uh … Actually, to be honest, I've got nothin'." she responded.

Weiss sighed. She could hardly say that she was surprised, knowing Ruby. That said, she certainly wasn't disappointed. In fact, Weiss had anticipated that none of her fellow teammates would have any specific ideas for their training, so she had secretly come up with her own plan to help them prepare for the tournament. This plan would not only help them to get stronger in the upcoming weeks, but would also give her a chance to show off her family and their company a little.

"In that case, I've got an idea," Weiss stated. The other three girls looked at her intently.

"You see," Weiss started, "My father was actually once a hunter himself. I hadn't really talked to him too much about it in the past, but over this break he took it upon himself to train me. He knows a ton about dust, Grimm, hunters' techniques, etc., and would certainly be willing to train all of you as well, if I put in a good word of course."

Yang scoffed at Weiss' last statement, earning her a glare from Blake.

"Anyways," Weiss continued, "the my dad has a ton of state of the art facilities, training equipment, and a ton of other stuff that would definitely help our training out a lot. How about we train with him? I think - "

"Let's do it!" Ruby interrupted. Jumping on top of her suitcase, she exclaimed, "Alright team RWBY, proceed with operation Train with Weiss' Father and Pound Everyone in the Vytal Festival Tournament to Dust!"

Normally, Weiss would have scolded Ruby for interrupting her, but at the moment she was just pleased that Ruby was satisfied with her plan.

"Hey, if she's cool with it, then I'm cool with it," stated Yang.

Blake gave Weiss a pensive look. "I suppose it makes sense. I've never met you father before, Weiss, but if he's as good as you say then I'm sure it would be pretty beneficial for all of us. I'm pretty satisfied with the progress I made with my own training over break, but I can't say that I feel 100% prepared for the tournament, and while I can't speak for the rest of us I'm sure you all feel the same, to some extent. This … could be a great opportunity for us."

"Alright then, I'll call my father and we can set something up. He's busy, and we've got classes, but I'm sure we will have some free time to meet up and train with him." Weiss said. "Let's - "

A loud rumbling sound interrupted her. Weiss turned to face the source of the noise, shocked to see that it was Blake.

"S-sorry," she said, her cheeks flushed red. "I guess I haven't eaten anything in a while, so - "

"Then what are we waiting for, let's get to lunch!" Ruby cried, dashing out of the room and down the hallway, followed closely by Yang and Blake.

Weiss grinned. It was shaping up to be a great start to the year.