Whitely grinned at his reflection, his pale skin practically glowing from the intense light of his mother's makeup cabinet, the triplet of mirrors increasing the intensity of the light.
"Mother?" Whitely asked innocently.
"Yes my precious one?" She walked over, tie in hand.
"What was it like when you had Winter?"
"Hm? Where's this sudden curiosity coming from?" She asked as she started to wrap the tie around his throat.
"Oh, during my studies today I came upon an article detailing how some blonde woman who's the wife of some bigshot professor wrote about her first child."
She nodded, having become accustomed to Whitely's...abnormal behavior...after so many years.
"Well, my dear child, it was one of the proudest moments of my entire life. It's a magical feeling to know that the child you hold in your hands is from your very flesh, that your blood runs through their veins from the very moment they took breath in our world. Of course, your sister has become somewhat of a….failure. At least to your father she is. Between you and me," She lowered her voice, "I'm quite proud of her for escaping our family's history. I'm so happy she's taking her own path in her life and- Oh, I'm sorry Whitely, I'm sure you'd be rather bored with these details." She said with a soft sigh.
"No no, that was wonderful, but you've helped me make my decision."
"Oh, and what is that?"
"I'm going to have a child with miss Rose."
let her smile remain, like a mask, as on the inside, her smile fell, her stomach seeming to go in freefall, her blood running colder than normal. Their whole family knew what Whitely had done. They all hated him for it, for doing such a thing to a beautiful, and innocent girl, but there was nothing they could do without risking the Schnee family name. If they killed him, either word would get out, or the press would start asking questions of his whereabouts. If they disowned him, he'd just tell the world, and to do nothing...there was only nothing they could do. Later that night she would pray for the Rose girl, her prayer's not only fueled by remorse and worry, but rage. In her most private moments she begged for any form of higher power to smite her son, whether it be instant and painless, or agonizingly painful, anything as long as he was dead.
How could a mother wish death upon her child you may wonder. She had wondered the same until she had found the Rose girl one night. Then she understood. The beautiful angel of a boy she had brought into their world, had died long ago, replaced by a false husk that claimed to be her child, fueled by desire and corruption. Whatever that thing was in front of her, it was not Whitely, not to her, and she hoped certainly no-
"Mother?" Whitely had leaned back to stare up at his mother's face.
"Yes Whitely?"
"Why are you crying?"
Ruby was curled up on her bed, her eyes shut, her mind drifting in the land of dreams when Weiss practically kicked the door open, hell Ruby could have sworn someone had detonated a breaching charge.
"Ruby!" Weiss yelled as she ran into the room and slammed the door.
"W-Weiss? What are you doing here?! It's like Five AM!" Ruby said groggily.
"It's Seven in the afternoon you dolt! Besides that, why didn't you tell me Blake's back?!"
"You hate her that's why." Ruby said, feeling this was obvious.
"Ruby! She's hot!" Weiss hissed, her cheeks dusted pink.
Ruby sat up straight and stared at Weiss for several seconds before bursting out laughing.
"Shut it dolt! Why are you laughing?!" Weiss's voice broke every other word.
"Your dad is gonna kill you when he finds out you want to grind a faunus!" Ruby bellowed, tears streaming down her cheeks.
At first Weiss only believed Ruby was laughing from her sudden realization, but the tone of her voice, and the pain in her eyes told another story.
Weiss set her things down and slowly walked up to Ruby's bed.
Ruby knew she had been found out and her giggles turned to hiccups and sobs, burying her face in Weiss's shoulder.
She ignored the fact that Ruby's tears would stain her outfit, her focus being on what had happened, something their whole family knew, the tumor of their family, Whitely, had done it again.
"So, you're saying if I wiggle around this cat toy in front of you, you won't try to attack it?" Yang Xiao-Long asked with a sly smirk, staring down at Nyan and Blake who were both staring wide eyed at the fuzzy toy in her hand.
"Nope." Nyan mumbled.
"That's racist." Blake barely slurred out.
Yang's smirk became a toothy grin as she let the fuzzy ball bounce once on the string, making a tiny bell tied to it, jingle. A split second later, a flurry of little hands hailed down on the toy, nearly tearing it open with the ferocity of their attack.
Yang nearly lost it, but , or Glynda as her student's knew her, smacked her on the back of the head with a detention slip.
"What's this for?" Yang called out.
" -Long, as we all know, there is much more to your brain than puns and hot air, so please reassure that belief by demonstrating you can read before I kick you out." Glynda said softly.
"Racial insensitivity?!" Yang screamed, the class responding with a chorus of laughter. This happened at the very least once a week with Nyan alone, but it wasn't that hard to notice that after Blake arrived at their school, that Yang's bag no longer carried books and the occasional small cat toy, but what could be considered a small pet store of cat related stock.
"Alright class, settle down." Glynda called out. "As humorous as -Long's pranks and punishments are, we must return to the subject at hand."
Blake sighed with relief and turned her attention to Glynda, who was now writing on the board.
"Today, we are going to talk about interracial couples and their importance in the society we have today." Glynda said as she turned on a powerpoint, the first slide showing an old photo of two people, wearing opposite outfits than the other.
"As we all know, three hundred years ago, our ancestors, both Human, and Faunus, were waging an endless war, casualties on both sides reaching millions. It's estimated thirty million humans died, and one hundred million Faunus were lost in the war. At the head of each army, a general, their names though lost to time were passed down the lineage of their families over the years. It's said that after years of war, the two finally met on the battlefield, both unable to kill the other. In the coming weeks they met in secret, first becoming friends, then lovers, and finally, they married, having a child together."
A cocky voice chimed in from behind Blake. "So what you're saying is a Faunus can get pregnant with a human baby?"
"Yes Cardin." Glynda groaned.
"May I be excused ma'am. It's an emergency." The cocky tone in Cardin's voice had been replaced with panic.
"Yes you may."
Cardin practically ripped his phone from his pocket as he ran out into the hall.
"Did your family never teach you that only fools don't wrap their tools ?" Glynda called after him, the class giggling.
"Now, as I was saying. Eventually the two decided they could no longer keep their secret, having met on the battlefield for years, and never laying a finger on each other roused within their ranks, and so they gathered their armies and met in an empty field. The two brought their secret into the light."
"Glynda?" Blake asked softly.
"Yes ?"
"Were they accepted?"
"At first, their armies were furious, believing it to be a trick from the other side. They demanded proof that their love wasn't some ploy to trick the other side, that they hadn't been betrayed. And so, they showed them proof, their child. And from that day, their armies joined as one, and spread their beliefs around the globe. The army was known as the White Fang."
"Are they still around?" Nyan asked.
"Very much so, their current leader is the secretary of Defense."
"Wait! Ghira the Panther is leader of the White Fang?!" a student called out.
"How many times must I tell you, yes, he's the leader of the White Fang. But sadly his lineage won't be able to continue. Years ago their child was taken from them, and a few years ago, Khali, his wife was assassinated in Berlin."
End of chapter 4, hope you enjoyed, PLEASE leave a comment below, if you want, I hope this makes up for the hiatus, but as you can see I'm gettin back into the swing of things. See you next time QroZbows.