Yo Peeps, GMG here with chapter 2. Sorry for the long wait, but work and such have kept me busy. This chapter isn't too much and is mostly filler to get the initiation out of the way.

Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY...

The wild fluttering of Ruby's cloak was nearly as deafening as the air roaring past her ears as she fell towards the forest below. She adjusted her grip on Crescent Rose and positioned herself as she got closer to the canopy. Hooking the massive blade, she felt the jerk of her weapon as she got pulled into a spin around the trunk, friction slowing her immensely, but still letting her launch off with some speed as she neared the base of the tree. Her boots caught the ground and she let her semblance loose, pelting through the underbrush.

She was one of the last students launched, so she'd have to put some effort into catching up. A loud scream had her attention draw upwards as she saw Jaune flying past her only to be caught be something, rocketing him way off path into a nearby cropping of trees. Definitely wanting to avoid the clumsy blonde, she zoomed past, trying to find anyone else. A flash of black caught her eyes and she slowed somewhat to get a better look, trailing who or what was moving.

It was the girl from the previous night, Blake! The girl was darting through the woods, flipping acrobatically over some obstacles, while gracefully avoiding others. Ruby's face split into a massive grin. The speed of the other girl meant she was likely still on her own, so she tapped into her aura and peeled after the girl, kicking up a storm of rose petals. Soon she was running alongside the bow-wearing girl, who looked at her in shock. "Ruby?!"

Ruby waved, letting her eyes lock with the other girls, even if for a brief moment. "Yup! So… partners?"

Blake ducked under another branch before nodding. "Seems that way. It looks like the relics are pretty close." She scoffed lightly. "They weren't well hidden, if anything is to go by, and I've mostly stuck to avoiding Grimm."

"Better to conserve energy that way," Ruby agreed. They continued their dash through the treeline before it broke into an open field, a large stone structure at the edge of their view. The worn out circular plaza was riddled with broken pillars and a semi-circle of pedestals, most bearing one chess piece or another.

They both slowed to a jog as they got closer and could take in all the pieces. Blake watched with amusement as Ruby darted between the various figures before grabbing a white knight piece. Nodding when the girl looked to her for approval, she figured they'd be heading back to the cliff, but fate had other plans it seemed.

A loud screech came from above and they looked up as a massive Nevermore crossed over them, a blur of motion coming from the thing's body. A second passed and Blake noticed it was a figure. Her eyes widened when she saw the wild blond mane of Yang Xiao Long streaming around her. A loud concussion of sound issued from the brawler's gauntlets as she used them to slow her descent, hitting the ground with a somewhat shuddering impact, but looking none the worse for it.

Blake was about to speak, but the blond held up a finger, taking a few steps to the left, lilac eyes trained skywards. "What's Princess waiting for?" She seemed to see something and took a few more steps, this time backwards. Not a second later, Weiss fell into her arms, the sheer force driving Yang to her knees. The blonde shrugged it off, helping the Heiress to stand. "Told you I'd catch you, Weissy~!"

Weiss huffed. "So it seems." Her icy blue eyes noted the artifacts and shook her head. "Go on, you brute, and grab something so we can get this over with and I can properly mourn the next four years of my life."

Yang feigned injury, but laughed it off. "You know you love me, Princess!" Glancing at her sister, she walked over and hugged the cloaked girl. "Good to see you're alright!" She turned her gaze to Blake before leaning back to Ruby. "So, you found bookworm from last night?"

Blake rolled her eyes. "That's Ninja Bookworm to you. Shouldn't you be getting a relic?"

A groan ripped from Yang's throat. "Fiiiiine." She went over to the pieces and grabbed the second white knight piece. "This alright?"

"It'll work," allowed Weiss, rolling her eyes.

Another screech had the girls looking around as an injured Ursa stumbled from the treeline, ultimately collapsing and a girl jumping from it's back with a loud cheer. She seemed to notice the Grimm's state and knelt down, frowning. "Awww, it's broken!"

Following the cheerful girl was a more subdued male teen, looking rather exasperated. "Nora, let's never do that again."

Weiss' eye twitched. "So, we rode a Nevermore and these two rode an Ursa. What's next?"

"Did you really just ask that?" Yang deadpanned. "Like, really!"

Looking affronted, the heiress barked back. "What do you mean by that? That's a perfectly valid-" another loud sound cut her off. She turned to see Pyrrha, the girl from the locker room, being chased by a Deathstalker, a screaming Jaune clinging to the stinger for dear life. "Oh, for the love of…!" She noticed Ruby dash forward and followed after. Ruby's frontal assault clanged off the massive armor of the scorpion, but shocked it enough for Jaune to get off it, caught by Pyrrha as they made a run for it.

Weiss let Myrtenaster's chamber switch and stabbed the blade into the ground, a massive wave of ice launching towards the beast and captured its forelimbs. Grabbing Ruby's hood, she jerked the girl back. "Come on! We can't fight this thing, you dolt!"

Ruby jolted into action and started to run actively. The Nevermore above circled above and sent a volley of feathers at the two. Ruby put on a burst of speed and hooked an arm around Weiss and rocketing back towards the group. Stopping, she set Weiss down and looked at the others. "We don't need to fight these things, we have the relics already!"

Jaune was nearly hyperventilating at this point, but nodded earnestly. "Run and live… That's a plan I can get behind!."

"Seconded," Yang piped in. "Back to the cliffs then?"

A large cracking sound signalled the Deathstalker's release from the icy bonds holding it. Blake's eyes widened. "Less talking, more running," she said quickly. "Let's go!" A fading screech in the sky had them glance up. The Nevermore was flying away from them. One less obstacle, then.

The eight of them were quick to flee from the remaining Grimm, rushing to the cliffside.

End…

So, with this out of the way, I should be able to get to the meat of this idea. Adieu for now!