Yo peeps, GMG here with chapter 11. I've managed to push off the situation for a few days. I'm writing this as fast as possible. To the reviewers upset with Weiss' condition... Shut up. (This should be said in a stereotypical British accent). It's no weirder than mpreg stories. Now, Torchwick is not gonna be major YET. I am just trying to give him time to gather his forces. Tyson is only around for a short time and will be gone. Lets get started.
Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY
Onyx forest loomed before the group, the black trees giving off a dark aura of danger and mystery. Tyson pulled off his pack and reached in, rummaging through the contents before extracting a small box. He opened it and handed a small earbud to each of the girls.
He popped in his own in. "These devices will allow us to stay in contact. My friend's design has made it where it will send a distress signal to the others should you lose consciousness. It also can lead you in the direction of the others, which is why we'll be splitting up." He watched them put the devices on before continuing. "Meet up with me at sunset and don't stray to far."
Each nodded. Ruby looked worried an spoke up. "Can I travel with Blake please?"
Tyson weighed his options, but relented, "Aye. Now let's move!" He an the others split off and ran into the forest.
With Weiss...
Weiss padded across the old wooden floor of the house, wandering aimlessly in her boredom. The house smelled of faded pine and fire. She dragged a hand across the walls, the smooth wood slipping under her fingers. She wore a simple white sweater and a pair of blue jeans.
She stepped into the living room, where the small flame burned in the fire place. She walked over and plopped down on the couch, the old furniture creaking in protest. She pulled out the tiara hair pin and looked at it, tears brimming in her eyes.
Flashback...
The living room played host to a Christmas tree and a family of three; A man, woman, and their daughter. The father left the room to retrieve his gift for her, leaving the two to themselves.
The mother, Ivora Schnee placed a small gift in her daughter's lap, a small white-haired girl with ice-blue eyes. Weiss squealed in delight and tore off the wrapping paper and opened the small box. She pulled out a small silver tiara and looked at her mother.
"Mommy, it's too small for me to where." She stated, eyeing the tiara oddly.
Ivora smiled. "Not everything is as it seems, Weiss." She pulled the snowy hair into a ponytail and plucked the tiara from her daughter's hands and attaching to her hair. She smiled softly, her eyes brightening. "There we go. My little Ice princess."
Weiss hugged her mother and looked up to see her father smiling from the door way. She smiled sweetly and jumped up from the couch.
She ran over and hugged her father. "Thank you! Thank you!"
Flashback end...
The memory faded and a tear fell onto the couch cushions. Weiss wiped away the tear and replaced the crown in her hair. She rubbed her stomach and a sad smile graced her features. She'd never leave her child, Ruby's child, alone. Her own mother had died leaving her with her father.
With Tyson...
Tyson leapt up and grabbed a branch and swung himself higher. He launched onto a branch in the canopy and began leaping across the branches, his eyes whipping over the ground for clues. He zipped along, snow powdering his clothes and hair as he sped along.
A flash of something caught his eye and he leapt to the ground. The snow crunched under the impact of his feet. He trekked over and inspected the snow, tracks leading off into the distance. He cursed under his breath.
"Damn. Beowulf tracks."
He pressed the device in his ear, connecting to the others. "Tyson here. I found Beowulf tracks in the area, we have to hurry and find her"
With Blake and Ruby...
Blake looked at Ruby, gold and silver eyes widening.
Blake responded, her voice shaky, "R-right!"
She and Ruby took off, a streak of black and a cloud of rose petals.
At the cabin...
In the shadows around the cabin growls sounded out. A pack of Beowolves surrounded the cabin, slowly closing in on the wooden building. In the surrounding forest, three parties were converging on the point.
Back with Weiss...
Weiss was polishing Myrtenaster, dragging a clothe over the bright rapier. The blade seemed to gleam in appreciation as Weiss hummed a familiar tune.
"Mirror, tell me something..."
A large crash burst through the quiet atmosphere an causing Weiss to jump in fear. She whipped the blade up, holding it ready to counter. Another crash was heard and a Beowulf broke through the wall, baring its fangs at her. A gleam of metal swept through the air before the wolf's head fell from its body and fell to the floor. Three more came in through the opening and Weiss nearly screamed. She turn and ran down the hallway, the wolves snapping after her.
She burst through the back door and into the winter forest. She dashed towards the forest, but a Beowulf leapt from the tree line and swept its claws at her. She ducked under it and brought up the rapier and stabbing it in the heart. It crumpled to the ground and she looked up. A massive pack surrounded her and she gulped. This was bad, very bad.
With RB...
The two blurs ripped through the trees, dodging trees and branches scraping them. The distant howl of Beowolves caused Ruby to hasten her pace. She wouldn't let Weiss die!
Blake was thinking along the same lines as she dashed across the ground at a hurried pace.
A crunch of snow caused them to look behind them. Yang was right behind them, her blond hair whipping behind her. Beside her was Tyson, his cloak flapping wildly.
Looking ahead, the tress were beginning to thin. They ran into a clearing full of Beowolves surrounding a figure. Weiss. The heiress held her sword in one hand, her other arm hanging limply beside her. She was killing the Grim left and right, but they kept advancing on her.
Ruby jumped above them an landed beside Weiss and began lashing out at the creatures and dismembering them. Yang began firing her concussive rounds, disorienting them, while Blake dance among them, her blade laying waste to their numbers. Tyson pulled out a bow and began firing off arrows at any that snuck up on the others.
Three wolves broke off and charged him. He notched an arrow and took out the first. He reloaded and took out the second. Before he could both another arrow, the third swiped the bow and sent it flying. It snapped at Tyson who sidestepped and brought his fist up, slamming it into the creatures stomach. He whipped out a dagger and slammed it into the creatures temple. It fell onto the ground and he dusted himself off. He retrieve his bow an retook his position.
Claws slashed at Yang, who ducked and stepped in close. A blast augmented uppercut sent the creature into the air. It fell back and she punched it across the clearing, where it slammed into a tree. She dodged an attack from another and punched it. It flew back an impaled on Gambol Shroud; the cleaver like blade protruding from its chest.
Blake smiled smugly, but a growl sounded behind her. She unsheathed the katana and swung around, stabbing the creature. She watched it keel over and turned back to Yang. The blonde gave her a thumbs up before returning to her fight.
Red and White danced together, intricate patterns carving death among the wolves. Weiss was slowing down, the blood loss starting to effect her. Ruby turned and saw one leaping at the heiress' unprotected back. She yanked Weiss back and swung Crescent Rose at the creature, beheading it.
The remaining wolves were quickly exterminated and the group assembled in front of the cabin. Tyson had pulled out bandages and was currently wrapping Weiss' wounds. Tying it off, he stood up an stepped back.
Ruby pounced on Weiss, crying hysterically. "Weiss! I'm so glad you're okay! Why did you leave? Are you okay? What's going on?"
Weiss embraced Ruby and cradled the smaller girl in her arms. Suddenly she pushed her back and looked down.
Weiss cleared her throat, "I left to check something and found my answer here. I was having problems in the morning and wasn't sure what it meant. I came here to find a book to diagnose myself." She glanced at Ruby. "I entered the library and was soon confronted by a woman in a white cloak, saying she was Ruby's mother."
Ruby interjected. "What did she say?!"
Weiss blushed and looked back at the ground. "She said that even as a child, she could tell you liked girls. Her final gift was the cause of this situation."
Ruby looked confused, "What gift?" Blake nodded in agreement, as did Yang.
Weiss coughed, "I-I a-a-am- I'm... I'M PREGNANT!"
End...
Cliffhanger? I tried for that Sooo... I hope you like it. GMG, Signing off!