Yo Peeps, GMG here with chapter 3. This story is doing relatively well, which means my summary is apparently a decent one… That said, I'm getting so excited. Why? Well, Bayonetta and Corrin are coming to Smash in the next few weeks and the corresponding challenge with my friends is too. Ridiculous combos, long drawn out battles, and much more. Without further drivel, I shall continue!

Diclaimer: I do not own RWBY.

Pumping her arms, Yang deployed Ember Celica, the gauntlets covering up her fore arms as she stared down the Grimm. Behind her, Weiss settled into a rigid stance, making small adjustments and readying her rapier. The dust chamber spun until it clicked into place and a red glow lit up the blade. Yang heard it and looked at the other girl. "Back to back?"

Weiss shook her head. "No, it would mess with my form. You need to keep distance from me, so I have full movement. Think you could keep them from overwhelming me?"

The brawler nodded. "No problem." Taking a few paces forward, she watched the Grimm emerge from the shadows, a fairly large number of beowulves. Before they could get a chance to surround the girls, Yang started her assault, punching a few rounds into the condensed pack. Weiss would've chastised her, but she could see the logic behind it. If they weren't able to surround the two, they'd be more free to fight on their terms.

Drawing up her aura, she launched a stream of fire into the wolves trying to flank Yang, setting the dark creatures on fire, their howls ripping into the air. Meanwhile, the blonde was batting aside blows and blasting back the front most Grimm. A few coordinated attack had her retreating slightly, falling back to Weiss's position. A sharp ringing sounded, glyphs appearing in the air before rocketing at the Grimm, punching holes through some and grazing others.

Looking around, Yang kept her eyes open for any new attackers, relieved to find none. She turned her gaze back to the fight, to see it had all but ended, Weiss having decimated the remainder of the pack. Myrtenaster was returned to its place on the heiress' hip, the prim teen dusting off her clothes, knocking away the residue from her weapon's expenditure.

"Well," Yang said. "That was a thing."

Weiss sighed. "Let's hope those were the only ones around. We need to get the relic and I don't intend to take all day to find it."

Laughing, Yang beamed. "No worries on that front. I saw them a little further ahead. The clearing was hard to miss as I was flying along. The odd stone things looked a bit out of place, so that's why I was even heading this way."

"What are we waiting for, you brute?" Weiss asked exasperatedly. "Lead on!"

XXXGMGXXX

Ruby shifted Crescent Rose back to its compact form, stowing it away. Her arms were a bit tired from her own encounter with the creatures of Grimm. Blake dropped down from one of the branches in the canopy above, flinging her blade, letting the blood splatter on the ground. The two girls shared a look before Ruby grinned. "Onward!"

Rolling her eyes playfully, Blake followed after the girl. The two pressed on into the forest, keeping their eyes peeled for any more Grimm. Their fight had gone smoothly. Neither girl was really sociable, so they relied more on silent communication. Ruby played the distraction; a deadly one, capable of protecting herself, while Blake picked off the Grimm that surrounded the younger teen. It was very effective for them and saw them through to victory.

Ahead of them, the forest floor brightened considerably, as they stepped out of the woods. A distinct rustling could be heard off to the side, causing the partners to tense up. They relaxed when Yang pushed through, Weiss closed behind. Ruby dashed over, greeting her sister. "Yang!"

The blonde swept the girl up in her arms, grinning. "Ruby! How've you been holding up, Sis?"

"We, Blake and I, are doing well. She's so sneaky, Yang. Like a ninja. Blake swooped down, killed the Grimm, and faded away like a shadow. It was so cool!"

Yang looked over to Blake, who blushed at the praise. Flashing her a thumbs up, she released Ruby. "That's all well and good. Weiss and little ol' me had some fun of our own. It was pretty sweet."

Weiss exhaled lightly, pulling a twig from her hair. She glared jealously at Yang's untamed hair, not an offending stick or leaf in sight. "It was just a pack of Grimm, brute. Hardly noteworthy." Looking around, she noticed the stone pillars Yang had mentioned earlier. "I think we found the relics, Yang."

Following Weiss' gaze, the other three saw that indeed they had found the relics. Small stone pillar were placed in a circle, chess pieces set atop each one, though a bit largely scaled. The four walked towards the relics, Yang grabbing one of the white knight pieces, showing it to Weiss with childish jaunt in her step as she stepped over to the heiress and handed it to her. "A cute little pony!"

Ruby also grabbed a white knight, though not with the little act her sister had opted for. "You okay with this one, Blake?" She asked, waving the piece slightly.

Blake nodded. "That works for me. I doubt what piece we choose makes a huge difference in our grade. We better get back to the cliff."

The sound of explosions sounded out, causing the girls to whirl around to face the tree line. A loud whoop was heard, followed by another bang, an Ursa tumbling out of the woods, falling face first into the ground, showing a duo riding upon its spiked back. An excitable redhead zipped past them, while the subdued one was taking breaths to steady himself.

"I'm Queen of the Castle," came the singing tones of the girl behind them, a white rook in hand as she danced. She danced with it, repeating the line before her partner yelled.

"NORA!"

Nora had the decency to look sheepish. "Coming, Ren!" She bounded over to her partner, laughing as she went.

"Did that girl just ride in on an Ursa?" Blake wondered aloud.

No one got answer as a girlish scream went up. The sound of trees falling pulled the six teens' attention towards another break in the trees, Weiss recognizing the face of Pyrrha Nikos, as the girl and a blonde teen ran out of the trees, a Deathstalker hot on their heels. IF that weren't bad enough, a loud screech sounded from above, a Nevermore circling above.

"We need to help them," Yang stated, catching Weiss' attention. "Think you can freeze that thing in place for a bit?"

Weiss nodded an affirmative. Using a glyph, she shot forward, past the running partners, skidding to a slight stop before the giant Grimm. It pulled its tail up, stabbing at the girl, Weiss slipping aside the strike, and stabbing Myrtenaster down, coating the barb in ice and effectively pinning it to the ground, granting Pyrrha a reprieve, her partner grabbing the other white rook piece.

The eight students grouped up, catching their breaths (in Pyrrha and her partner's case). Introductions were brief, the blonde now named Jaune Arc. "Guys, those Grimm don't look too happy."

Ruby nodded. "We don't need to fight them," she pointed out. "All we had to do was get the relics and get back to the cliff."

"Run and live," quipped Arc. "That's a plan I can get behind. Let's go!"

A loud crack was heard, the Deathstalker freeing itself.

So it began.

End of chapter 3…

Next chapter will be reverting back to just "End…"

The thing is, I don't want y'all thinking the story is over. I'll usually bring up if the story is over, by announcing it's the last chapter or whatnot. So, this is far from over, though that was probably apparent. Feel free to check out my other stories.

Big thanks to reviewer Boarador for showing that somebody still appreciates BCB. I need to get a handle on rewriting that, but I have so many things I want to do…

Review if you want to. Feel free to check out my other stories, as they may appeal better than this one, or less (who knows). Adieu for now!