Hi Guys, its me again. Thanks so much for the reviews for last chapter, they really make these fun to write! Like I said before, I will still try to publish a chapter a week and with breaks coming up, I might be able to get two out at one time, but who knows.
BTW: This is kind of a heads up thing. I didn't originally plan for this story to have any romantic aspects (more friendship), but I am finding myself writing more and more romantic scenes between Jaune and Phyrra so it may have some in later chapters.
Once again, like always, I do not own RWBY, Monty Oum and Roosterteeth do.
"A true knight is fuller of bravery in the midst, than in the beginning of danger."
He was hit. There was a steady stream of blood leaking out of his arm and he held in the scream that was starting to form. He gripped the wound and bit his lip, muffling his cries. Forms continued to stagger around him, seemingly in an endless dance as the battle was fought.
Someone fell down beside him, making a gurgling noise before falling silent. He grimaced and made his way to his feet, his right arm falling limply to his side. A bullet whizzed by his ear before rebounding off the walls somewhere to his right. Two more forms fell and a pillar of darkness rose in front of him, seeming to suck the light out of the stone around it.
His pulse quickened and he raised his sword. His left arm shook, not use to the feeling of a weapon, but he held his ground waiting for the beast to make its move. It came at him all at once, black tendrils seeming to shoot about it randomly. He was able to block the first couple, but one slapped across his chest crushing his armor. He felt his ribs crack as the metal crumpled inwards and let out another shout, nearly forgetting about the pain in his arm.
He was on the ground once again, his body wracked with spasms. Around him more and more people fell, the darkness surrounding them. His own foe crept closer, filling his vision. He turned to meet him and held his sword feebly in front of him, trying to ward off the oncoming monster.
A tendril gripped his fist and his muscles were filled with a electric fire. Groaning, the sword fell and was tossed aside. Defenseless, he looked up to meet his attacker. The darkness was covering him, his air becoming thinner and thinner. He blinked and all the light was gone, the darkness forming a dome around him. His air was almost gone and a fuzzy feeling spread up his legs.
His eyes became heavy and he felt his lids begin to sink. He tried to fight it for a moment but the need to sleep became too much and his eyes nearly shut. He could still see slightly but the numbness had gone to his heart and he heard his beats slowing. He went limp and slowly passed.
A light erupted in the black and the monster hissed as his fibers were torn apart. His eyes opened as the numbness slowly receded. He roused himself and looked up in amazement as the light broke into many colors and literally ripped the darkness into pieces. A hand appeared from the light and gripped his shirt pulling him from the ground.
In the light he saw her bright green eyes, full of care and worry, and his pain receded. He smiled at her and she hugged him, her armor pressing into his broken body. He lost himself in her touch and felt his eyes growing heavy once more.
With a jerk she was ripped away from and he collapsed with a yelp. He heard her scream and finally shut his eyes.
A finger tapped Jaune lightly on the neck and he sat up startled. His waking incited some giggles from some of the other students and Jaune blushed lightly, rubbing the back of his head embarrassed. Professor Port had his back to the class so he had not seen Jaune's little escapade, so Jaune counted himself lucky. Detention with Port was horrific.
"Jaune, are you alright?" whispered someone by his side. Knowing it was Phyrra, and that she was the one who was kind enough to wake him, he smiled at her and nodded his head. She peered at him for a moment and then went back to her notes.
Class ended uneventfully and Jaune made his way down the hall. He had no plans (besides homework of course) for the rest of the day as training was done early in the morning and on the weekends.
"Jaune wait!" Jaune turned and smiled as he saw Pyhrra running up from behind him. She stopped in front of him, pulling her back to her front. She rummaged around in her pack for a moment before pulling out his notebook from the last class. "You left it when class ended, I didn't want you to forget it."
"Thanks Pyhrra", he met her gaze and grinned. She blushed and began walking away, waving over her shoulder. Jaune's smile grew; for someone who beat him up at nearly every training session, she was still pretty nice.
The halls were noisy when classes let out and Jaune knew he needed a quiet place to study if he was every going to pass his classes.
The library was empty except for a girl sitting in the far back. She was in nearly all black and Jaune recognized her as Blake from team RWBY. She had her book propped up on her knee and her hand hanging lazily off the armrest. Jaune had never really held a conversation with Blake, but she seemed like a nice enough girl, so he sat across from her. She glanced at him curiously for a moment before going back to her book.
Jaune pulled out his binder and began scribbling down notes he copied out of his textbook. He went at it for a few moments before looking up at her again. The silence was awkward and Jaune wanted to break the silent barrier that had grown between them. Yet she made no effort and only continued to flip lazily through her novel.
Jaune went back to work and delved into his schoolwork. History was never his strong suit and soon his head throbbed from the pure mental strain. He set his book down and looked up only to stare at Blake. She had fixed her strangely colored eyes right on his own, her book closed and at her side. Jaune didn't know what to do, so he only kept staring.
She tightened her gaze until her eyes were almost like slits and then clapped her hands in front of his face making him jump up from his chair in shock, his text book sliding to the ground. She let out a little giggle and stood up, collecting her things. Jaune blushed and put his book back in front of him, intent on making it look as if the small joke hadn't even fazed him, but he must have been doing a poor job because Blake stood over him and let out a small laugh.
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't resist", she said. Jaune mumbled something about how it hadn't frightened him that much and tried to go back to work, but she remained standing over him.
"You seem like a sweet guy Jaune, stay safe." Jaune looked at her and saw a hint of sadness in her eyes before she glided out of the library. Jaune felt his spine tingle and his hands go numb. There was something ominous about her words, something he was supposed to understand, but nothing came to him.
Unbeknownst to Jaune, Blake was still watching him. Peeking in from the window of the library she studied the blonde haired boy. She clenched her teeth and walked away from the doors, fixing her bow as she went. Night was coming and Blake knew she would soon be in bed, living her waking nightmares.
Having her haunting dreams...
I have found myself liking Blake more and more as a character so I thought I would factor her into the story as well. For all those curious, she will not have any pairings in the story, but will act more like a companion character. She will, however, play a major role in the story.
Thanks again and drop a review if you want!
