Hello everyone, I present to you the final chapter. This chapter will focus on the return of Deathwing during the already calamitous events of the Battle of Beacon. Then, the story will officially begin on February 18th, when the first chapter of a new saga will premier called 'The Child of Prophecy'. Now without further ado, let the shattering commence.

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Chapter 6- Xaxas

"Pain..."

The earth heaved at the sound of the voice, the ear-splitting quake that followed sounding almost like a hammer hitting the anvil with such force as to shatter the tool.

"...Agony..."

There was another quake, followed by another, and another until it almost sounded like the rhythmic beating of war drums, always sounding at a steady pace.

"My hatred burns throughout the cavernous deeps!" the voice proclaimed, sounding as deep and rich as the earth that surrounded it.

With another heave, it brought its bulk against the stone walls of its prison as it had done fruitlessly for so long now. This time, the stone trembled, a fragment suddenly falling off with a great snap and landing on the back of the beast. The armour that it wore protected it from serious injury, but still it sent rounds of pain surging through his body. And with that, he let out a roar of pure adrenalin as he continued his furious assault on his prison.

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Ruby sped up to the peak of the main tower, where Jaune had said Pyrrha was. Another earthquake shook the land, causing her to yell out in surprise as she nearly lost her footing on the curved walls. The Dragon Grimm at the very peak of the tower let out a victorious roar as it landed on the stone floor above her. She needed to hurry up if she was going to be of any help, she needed-

A scream of pain made her freeze in her ascent. That scream...it was Pyrrha!

She now hurried at renewed pace, climbing ever higher with each stride. As she neared the apex of the tower, she unsheathed Crescent Rose, ready to unleash her fury on the Dragon Grimm. As she landed, she froze at the sight. The Dragon Grimm was on the far side of the tower, whilst Pyrrha was knelt in the centre, an arrow piercing her ankle. And stood in front of her was Cinder...what was she doing here? And why was she aiming her Bow at Pyrrha?

That was when the realisation hit her, and before she could even yell out in protest, Cinder let the arrow fly, hitting Pyrrha in the centre of her chest. The champion of Mistral let out a sudden gasp of air as her own eyes went wide, before she began to tilt back. Before she could go too far though, Cinder reached forward and pressed a finger on her temple, her body quickly disintegrating into a flurry of embers, leaving only her golden diadem which clattered to the floor with a hollow sound.

Another earthquake suddenlly shook the land, nearly toppling the tower with its force. The Dragon Grimm let out a panicked roar as it leapt into the air, quickly circling the tower for a new purchase. Cinder herself seemed taken aback by the quake, stumbling around on the spot before falling on her back, letting out a grunt of protest as she landed hard. Ruby took this as her opportunity, quickly darting forward and snatching the diadem off of the floor and holding it protectively. She turned to face Cinder, her vision blurred by the tears that now streamed down her face as the traitor began to stand.

When Cinder finally looked up to face Ruby, there was a pause, almost as if she couldn't comprehend what she was seeing. But it didn't take long before her lips twisted into a cruel smile and she let out a haunting laugh. She drew the Bow back again for another shot, but there was another earthquake, this one far more chaotic and destructive than the last few. Both Cinder and Ruby tumbled and fell, the formers Bow spinning wildly off the edge as another quake shook the tower.

Ruby wasn't sure, but she was confident she heard a faint roar during the last quake.

Cinder seemed unhindered by the loss of her Bow, seemingly conjuring another Bow out of thin air as she aimed at Ruby once more. The arrow flew true, Ruby diving to the side in a mad attempt to dodge the projectile, but the arrow still struck her in the side, causing her to let out a yell of pain as the arrow burned through her flesh, leaving a nasty wound. Cinder chuckled mirthfully as she readied another arrow, but paused as a confused look appeared on her face.

Something queer was happening to the girl. Her skin seemed to lighten slightly, and a white glow began to emerge from her eyes. No, not white...silver. Cinders eyes went wide in shock and horror soon after, as Ruby let out a primal yell. Silver streams of energy burst out of her sockets as she screamed, the energy snaking around everything and everyone in sight. The Dragon Grimm let out a roar of pain as the bands of energy wormed their way into its hide, bursting out of every orifice in its body.

"WHAT?!" was all Cinder could yell, before the energy soon wormed its way into her. Soon any attempt to speak on her part was met instead by screams as she flailed mercilessly on the spot.

Soon, the light died down, and Ruby toppled forward exhausted. Cinder lay there, her body twitching and convulsing on the spot as the Dragon Grimm fell from the sky, landing far down below with a dull thud. Another earthquake quickly shook the land, this time, the foundations of the school no longer able to handle the strain. The last thing Ruby remembered seeing before darkness claimed her was the ground rapidly approaching, only for a dark shape to swoop down and gently pluck her from the air.

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Ebyssian let out a relieved sigh as he handled the unconscious body of Ruby gently in his talons. His great wings bore him swiftly to the ground, where he then gently laid the child on the ground. He turned his head swiftly at the sound of people approaching, his eyes narrowing slightly. The first to reach the scene before any other was a man in a white long sleeved shirt with a dull tattered cloak and grey ragged hair, a large Sword in his hands. Upon seeing the Ebyssian's great Draconic form, the furrowed glare on his face suddenly vanished, the man nodding his head in acknowledgement.

"Do not worry," Ebyssian reassured, his voice as gravelled as the earth he was destined to protect. "the Girl will live."

"Thank God, Ebonhorn." Qrow responded, using the Dragon's Mortal name to address him. "Those lights...was that-"

"I'm afraid so, Qrow." Ebyssian nodded. "Any word of Ozpin?"

"I'm sorry old lizard." Qrow said, shaking his head slowly. "He's gone. All that's left was his staff."

Ebyssian let out a sigh at this, lowering his great head in response. Suddenlly there was another quake, and more of the tower began to fall. Without a word of warning, Ebyssian folded his wings over the pair, the dull sounds of rock splitting against scaled hide echoing faintly around them. Ebyssian then shook his wings, ridding them of the residue dust and debris that had not fallen.

"Listen to me Qrow," Ebyssian began, shaking his great head to rid his horns of any smaller rocks. "Guard the Relic with your life! If they get it, you know what will happen. These earthquakes are no coincidence, my Father is returning, and they'll be after them. But most importantly you must protect Her! They will be after Her, now that her gift is revealed."

"What about you?!" Qrow asked, quickly tucking his arms under Ruby to carry her.

"Ozpin maybe gone, but his Soul will anchor to someone soon." Ebyssian explained as he turned to take off. The voices were getting closer now, it was only a matter of time before they reached them. "I'm going to find him before the Hammer does. If anyone asks, tell them that Ebonhorn died in the assault, my task will be made easier then!"

Qrow nodded his head in response, watching as the great Black Wyrm flew off into the distance, becoming nothing more but a black speck in the distance. Another quake shook the earth, this one far more savage than any of the others. Qrow turned and ran out of the shadow of the school, towards the fast approaching voices. He was greeted immediately by a troop of Atlesian Soldiers and some of the Students of the school, the lead one suddenlly freezing on the spot and letting out a horrified gasp.

"Ruby!" Weiss gasped as she rushed forward, stopping only a few feet in front of the veteran Huntsman carrying her. "Is she…"

"She's alive, but we need to get moving, now!" Qrow replied, brushing past the Students and Soldiers to where the evacuation was taking place. "We need to hurry before-"

Another quake suddenly followed, flooring all of them with a chorus of surprised yells. Qrow was the first to get up, readjusting his grip on Ruby when another quake followed, but the sound of the earth splitting was drowned out by something that made his blood freeze.

A roar.

He turned instead to the sea, where a mass explosion and blanket of fire was headed, at its lead a black shape that was growing bigger with every second.

"Oh god..." Qrow murmured as he watched the shape approach. "He's returned."

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The beast continued with its attempts to escape, smashing its head against the walls of its prison. He felt the world above break and split. A desert in Vacuo suddenly split open, swallowing the small village that had settled there. A tower with a docked transport ship in Atlas suddenly collapsed, sending the vessel crashing into a building of great import in a cloud of flame. A tidal wave swallowed the eastern coast of Animus, drowning all in its path.

"The world heaves with my torment!" the voice bellowed, continuing with its attempts to break free. "Its wretched Kingdoms quake, beneath my rage!"

It slammed its body again against the wall, this time, sending a large chunk of earth falling to the ground. Water hissed out, causing steam to fog up his prison. His eyes glinted with a sudden maddening glee. He reared up and roared as he flew upwards, blasting his way out of his prison. The water parted for him as fire billowed out behind him. He let out a roar of triumph as he flew towards the city of Vale, his very voice sending loose pieces of debris on the pier flying.

"But now, at last, the whole of Remnant will break!" he proclaimed, speeding over the pier, sending more debris flying before it was consumed by the fires. With every beat of his wings, buildings toppled and fell, even those that had escaped harm to that point. Fire wormed its way throughout the streets, burning Human, Faunus and Grimm alive.

"And all will burn, beneath the shadow of my wings!"

He flew upwards once more, the flames that had followed him finally peeling away from his body as he descended onto what remained of the ruins of Beacon. He landed heavily, raising his claws and adjusting them so he could raise his body up. He looked around the courtyard, where the Mortal races looked at him with both awe and fear. Many turned to run, whilst many more were frozen in place.

"The sun sets on this Mortal world fools!" he roared, the very earth seemingly shaking from his voice. "Make peace with your end, for the Hour of Twilight falls!"

And with that, he let out a mighty roar as he descended onto the courtyard, burning all in his path. The statues on the fountain toppled over as he continued on his mad march, for nothing would stop him now. He was Deathwing, the Destroyer, the end of all things. Inevitable, indomitable, he was the Cataclysm.

And the Hour of Twilight was nigh.

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So yeah, that's it. The sequel 'The Child of Prophecy' will premier on the 18th and that'll be that.

Raging Archon out.