A/N Welcome back my lovelies! I still don't own RWBY, and I don't want your pity! You may notice a vast improvement in the grammar and general flow of the plot in this chapter. This however is not my doing, but is the wonderful work of my amazing new editor Little Snuggle! Give a large round of applause please folks! I would like to thank Little Snuggle for their effort in editing this chapter and all future chapters to come!

To Deltahalo241: Thank you for your praise. I like to think this is a good concept for an FF fic as it continued to run round my head and wouldn't leave me alone! I was not aware that each speaker should have a new line, but that should no longer be a problem as I now have an editor. Thank you for your feedback, it is much appreciated!

To zanderh11: I hope to keep you interested on where this story is going.

To Little Snuggle: You never know, your headcanon might have a future yet ;-)

Cold. That was the first thing I registered as the blinding white light finally ceased its attack on my vision.

Slowly, but surely, my other senses began to make a reappearance. My hearing returned, only causing fear to slowly close its greedy fingers around my thundering heart, causing my already fast pulse to quicken; as I registered nothing but silence. Not the good kind of silence you would imagine when the thought of silence crosses your mind. This new form of silence was rather a defending scream of nothing. A silence that demands your attention, and takes hold of your fear. It takes your attention, and with its icy hand around your shivering heart, it will have what it wants.

However, the dictatorship of fear that this new silence had over me was soon broken by the sound of a voice.

"Ruby?"

I knew that voice... But I couldn't quite put my finger on who the voice belonged to. As suddenly as the voice began, it had stopped. Fire ripped through my system causing me to sit bolt upright with a yelp. As the heat coursing through my veins subsided, only to be replaced by the fury that filled my eyes as they searched for the culprit. In the blink of an eye, Crescent Rose was out and pointed at my attacker, who turned out to be, "...Yang?"

The fog in my mind instantly cleared as I took in the guilt-ridden face of my sister. She was sprawled out on the ground underneath me, at the mercy of the sharpened blade of Crescent Rose. She put on a sorry expression, her hand still crackling with the heated energy she had used for my rude awakening.

She smiled, "Well if that's the thanks I get for waking your sorry ass, then remind me to leave you here next time!" Only for her smile to turn into a smirk. Her smirk faltered when she noticed Blake's disapproving glare, though. I helped her up off the ground and put Crescent Rose away. An angry retort was at the tip of my tongue, but it was thwarted when my mind registered that we were in an unfamiliar environment.

"Where are we?" I mumbled as the pieces slowly came together in my mind like the most intricate of jigsaw puzzles. The hospital, Dr Oldan... Weiss...

We were in Weiss's mind!

It was then that I finally took in my surroundings and an involuntary gasp escaped my lips. We were standing in what looked like a grand concert hall. It would have been exactly that if not for the fact that winter had taken up a permanent residence within the grand space. Icicles hung elegantly from the once glamorous chandelier. Snow coated the ground in its white blanket. Yet the snow falling from the ceiling was frozen mid-fall as though the room itself was frozen in time.

The only thing to break the cycle was our ragged breathing. My body jump as I realized that not even that was not true. There was also the faint sound of singing. I whirled round to face the two worried pairs of eyes.

"Do you hear that?" I asked.

But I was met by identical blank looks, and Yang's whispered comment of, "I think she's finally lost it."

I ignored her, however, and proceeded to walk past them and towards the hauntingly beautiful sound. I turned a deaf ear to their panicked calls for me to come back as the strangely familiar voice forced my feet forward, just as it sealed the feet of both Yang and Blake to the snow dusted floor.

"Mirror, tell me something."

I began to make out snippets of slow lyrics as I was led up the stairs on the other side of the hall, towards a large stage by the enchanting voice. However, the counter curse to the spell I was under came in the form of loud cheering and applause that had suddenly broken out from the now-occupied seats surrounding the hall. The spell broke, and I stood there, trying to make sense of the situation. The snow had disappeared, only to be replaced by a polished marble floor, leaving no trace of the winter that had previously filled the once lifeless concert hall.

"We must be within a memory." Came the calm voice of Blake, causing me to jump as I realized that my companions now stood beside me. I followed Blake's gaze to see the ethereal light Dr. Oldan had described as "a shimmer" surrounding each audience member identifying that this must indeed be one of Weiss's memories, which must mean…

"Hey guys, look!" My gaze pinpointed the area that Yang was frantically pointing towards to see...

"Weiss..." Blake's voice echoed my thoughts as we all looked up the stairs we were standing on, to see Weiss standing centre stage... Or, at least, a past memory of Weiss.

This shimmering Weiss was dressed in her usual attire, but that was where the similarities stopped. Instead of her usual defiant ice-queen persona that we had all come to know and love, her eyes' flame had been extinguished. She lowered those broken eyes to the ground, and curtsied in submission to the expectations of the cheering public. My heart ached as I looked in her eyes for any remnants of the Weiss I loved, only to return empty handed with not even a spark of the fire that ignited the heart of this team. My study of her came to an abrupt halt caused by the booming voice of Yang as she exclaimed. "She never told us she could sing! Oh, I am gonna get such a kick out of this, and princess won't even know what hit her!"

It took a disapproving eye-roll from Blake and an irritated glare from me before she finally shut her mouth and allowed me to turn my attention back to Weiss. Only to catch a glimpse of her signature white ponytail as she disappeared with a swish through the large double doors at the back of the stage.

"Quick, this way!" I switched into leader-mode, as Yang had dubbed it halfway through our first year, and left no room for argument as the others followed me towards the double doors that stood ajar from Weiss's exit.

"Whatever is behind these doors we need to stick together, something tried to lead me away from you two, so whatever this thing is it clearly doesn't want us to find Weiss." With my final order, a supportive smile from Yang and a reassuring nod of the head from Blake, I took a deep breath. I gathered my courage and pushed open the double doors, leaving behind the still cheering crowd. Being shadowed by my other two teammates as we delved further still into the mind of Weiss Schnee, still blissfully unaware of the dark secrets that weren't meant to be revealed.

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