Yo Peeps, GMG here with another chapter of PR. Giving some time to allow people to think the joke over was a waste. Only one attempt: tri92edge was the only one to attempt it. I did send it to Phoenix Commander before the chapter was uploaded and he got it, being the only one to get it. Kuro is black, Shiro is white, Magic. Black and White Magic. I digress, tho. Onwards to the chapter!
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READ: In this chapter will be a section with a (1) before and after it. This was written by Phoenix Commander with only a few tiny changes. Big thanks to him for his help! Check out his works, should it suit you and his writing impresses you. *shrugs* I wanted this chapter to be really good. Also, timing explanation for this will be explained at end of chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY…
For the sake of his life, Jaune noted to never get on Glynda Goodwitch's bad side. The woman's anger wasn't showing, but he could feel it. He could feel it and it scared him. Not even Grimm scared him as much as the blond professor. "What, Mr. Arc?"
Gulping, he replied, "Nora, ma'am. She started another food fight with Yang."
As this was said, someone fled from the cafeteria, arms flailing comically as he ran. Stopping in front of the two, he yelled, "NORA! IN THE CAFETERIA!..." he paused before his voice dropped drastically in volume. "I thought you ought to know." He collapsed in a faint and Jaune cringed when he felt a rise in Glynda's rage.
Her green eyes settled on the shaken teen. "Stay here, Mister Arc." With his rigid nod, she stalked towards the cafeteria, an ominous air settling around her as she disappeared inside.
Through the door he could hear the sudden noises of Nora fighting defiantly, which was soon stopped. Then there was screaming. He tried to curl into a ball, whilst standing, at the sound, it grating at his ears.
What followed was quiet. For a moment, not a sound was heard before Glynda reemerged from the cafeteria. Walking past, she gave him a parting comment. "Thank you for letting me know, Mister Arc. Let me know if Miss Valkyrie attempts something out of line in the future."
He nodded quickly before heading towards the cafeteria. The sight that greeted him, shook him. Nora was huddled under a table, shivering uncontrollably.
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One day, while the students were bustling from one class to another, as with every day, it soon became apparent one major difference. All it took was one student to point it out before everyone at Beacon Academy knew; The Amity Colosseum was at Beacon. The large, conical arena floated in the sky above and served as a reminder of the upcoming tournament.
As Team RWBY sat in the courtyard, talking about the tournament, Weiss noticed an airship drifting towards the docks. Her teammates jumped slightly, when she stood up. "Winter!" Without explaining, she headed towards the docks.
Ruby and Blake glanced at Yang, who shrugged. She didn't understand what was going on any more than they. An unspoken agreement formed, they all followed after the heiress. When they caught up, she was talking to someone who looked just like her, if only a couple of years older. The elder Schnee held herself with more poise than Weiss, but didn't look exceedingly haughty, given that the mask broke long enough for them to see her genuine concern about her sister's wellbeing.
Approaching, Yang hooked an arm around Weiss. "Heya, Weissicle. Is this why you suddenly left us?" Looking at Winter, she nodded respectfully. "You must be her sister, if looks are anything to go by." Holding out a hand, she smiled. "I'm Yang Xiao Long!"
Winter took the hand and shook it. "Winter Schnee." Turning to look at Weiss, she frowned. "Do all your friends act this way with you?"
A red tinge entered Weiss' cheeks. "Well, she's not so much a friend as opposed to a girlfriend."
"I see," Winter started. "She makes you happy?" Weiss nodded. "Then I won't bring this up with father. We both know how he'd take it." Both grimaced. She caught sight of the other two girls, hands clasped together. "Is it safe to assume that those two are your teammates, Weiss?"
Weiss nodded. "They are. Ruby is the one wearing the white cloak. Blake is the one with the bow." Motioning at Ruby, she continued. "Ruby is team leader of RWBY."
Ruby smiled brightly at Winter. "It's nice to meet you."
Returning a polite smile, Winter replied, "A pleasure. Now, I need to report in, Weiss. Any catching up must wait until after that."
Looking a bit disappointed, Weiss nodded her understanding. "Very well, Winter. I'll see you then."
A ripping sound pulled their attention and they all turned to see a ragged looking man standing next to a headless version of an AK-200. His hands held up, he smiled mockingly, looking a bit worse for wear. "Oops."
Three voices spoke, "Qrow." Two were happy, while the third was growled out in annoyance.
Weiss was surprised when he addressed Winter. "Hey, Ice Queen. Miss me?" His mischievous grin widened when he looked over at Yang and Ruby. "How are you, brats? Rope in a Schnee, Yang?"
Yang shrugged, while grinning, while Ruby embraced her uncle. "Did you miss me Uncle Qrow?"
Ruffling her hair playfully, he smirked. "Nope." His eyes rose to Blake. "Is Yang not the only one to have caught a fine lady?"
Laughing, the brawler answered, "Ruby was laying on the moves without even realizing it. She's a natural."
He chuckled before pushing Ruby away. "Alright kiddo, that's enough. Winter's been wanting to try and kick my ass for the last few minutes, but she's too proper to do it while you're hugging me."
Scoffing, Winter looked at him. "Really, Qrow? 'Try'?"
"Well, saying that you wanted to kick my ass would imply that you would succeed." He grinned. "Not gonna happen in a million years, Ice Queen."
Team RWBY backed off as the two stared each other down. Right as both pulled their weapons.
(1)Qrow pulled his scythe, keeping it compact, and fired off three quick shots at the Atlesian huntress. Without a single hesitation Winter moved her rapier, the blade connected with each bullet deflecting them. "It will take more than a few bullets to stop me, Qrow!" She shouted, before her blade turned white and six Nevermore-shaped ice blasts launched toward him.
'She tried this last time too,' Qrow thought, as he sidestepped two of the projectiles and quickly shot the others before they could reach him. "How about you try something I haven't seen before?" He taunted, before sprinting and then leaping onto a stone arch nearby. Quickly looking back at his opponent, Qrow saw three more ice blasts. He calmly dispatched them as the others before it. As he moved to reload his spent weapon, Winter made her move.
The alabaster haired woman launched herself into the air using one of her glyphs, gaining a height advantage over the grey clad hunter. "Now I have you!" She shouted as she brought her blade down. There was a loud clash of steel as the two weapons met, Qrow having yet to fully extend his scythe, but the folded blade proved to be adept at keeping Winter's quicker rapier at bay, even in close quarters. Readjusting, the huntress sent a vicious slash to Qrow's neck only to have his scythe redirect it at the last minute.
"Careful, Ice Queen, you could really hurt someone attacking like that," The seasoned hunter said, ducking under the deflected strike and sweeping Winter's feet from under her, knocking her from the arch. "Namely yourself," He finished, following his now prone adversary to the ground. As he started to approach, Qrow had to dive quickly to avoid another attack as a quick blast of flame hurtled towards him.
"How is that for something you haven't seen before." Winter mocked as she found her feet and placed blade against, Qrow's back.
"Not too bad, except one thing..." Qrow started, before dissolving in a cloud of black feathers. "I'm not in front of you." There was another sound of shifting steel as Winter fond the curved blade of a scythe against her throat, with her adversary behind her. "Yield, Winter. This is your one chance."(1)
A deep voice cut in before Winter could reply. "That'll be enough, you two." The familiar click clack of a cane pulled everyone's attention to Ozpin, who didn't look at all bothered by a full blown fight happening in the courtyard. "Although I'm sure you've no doubt entertained every student here with such a display, there is business we must discuss."
Qrow sighed, looking disappointed. "Ruin all my fun, why don't ya." Pulling out a flask, he took a swig before placing his weapon away. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he slouched forward and walked over to Ozpin. Behind him, Winter had composed herself and caught up, following them as they left, giving a parting wave to Weiss as she went.
End... regards to the arrival of Winter and Qrow, nothing else will change in regards to the timeline. Still gonna do all the stuff, aside from actually writing out another food fight. Just wanted the characters present and to have the arena ahead of time as a reason for them to show up. As it stands, the discussion (which will be mentioned again) is nothing more than security, because there hasn't been the shit storm that is James Ironwood.
NEXT TIME; Roman mech fight and possible battle applications for Ruby's semblance.
Adieu for now!
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