Heureux = Happy

Tristesse = Sad

Craintif = Scared

Fâchée = Angry

Folie = Mad

Eventually it was fear who ended up waking me in the morning. She knew what would happen, should my mum catch me sleeping in today of all days.

'Better safe than sorry, sorry everyone,' she had said, before hiding behind an amused Tristesse. You see, my personalities, though they do represent an emotion each, are not, necessarily always like that. For example, Tristesse. Although she is triggered whenever I'm supposed to find something sad, she is not always sad. Just as with happy and angry, although Craintif has always been quite jittery around people she knows are a danger, and Folie, is always mad, but still reasonable (At times).

Even so, each of them have a mild emotional-influence on those around us. Take Craintif, she always causes people to fear us more than they otherwise would, and Heureux gives people happiness when they need it. However, this means that Folies' semblance is twice as strong, as her semblance is the madness wavelength in its strongest state, giving absolute control of the corrupteds' mind.

And so, my personalities can feel emotions other than their own, which is how it was possible that it was Heureux who had chased a laughing Tristesse and slightly scared, but still laughing Craintif around the corners of my mind. I knew it was time to pack though, so I called the girls together to plan a course of action. We eventually decided to use Heureuxs' gravity semblance to pack as I dressed in my casual clothes which consisted of black shorts, a black singlet, and a black hoodie, all of which are embroidered with red roses. It's a shame I couldn't wear my cloak, it's practically attached to me, but after what happened last night and what I learnt, I'm guessing I can't.

So, I wander downstairs, my suit case following in suit (oh god, please no one tell Yang that one), and sit at the kitchen table, my mother finishing breakfast. She turns and hands me my plate, sitting down with her own beside me.

"There is one more thing I forgot to mention to you before. If you are around Ozpin, do not speak the language of the roses, he will recognise it," mama said.

I turned invisible.

"Honey, what's wrong?" she asked cautiously.

"I may have spoken a little around him by accident already," Craintif squeaked, as mama started to hyperventilate.

"Oh no, this is bad, this I very bad, what do we do, what do we do?" she muttered pacing alongside me across the carpet, before starting to ramble on about possible explanations.

Then Folie took over, and stopped me moving, and started to laugh, before saying, "How is it that I, the maddest one out of all of us, is the only one that can come up with a reasonable solution? Has anyone else realised that Raven, Tai or Qrow could easily have taught us some of the language of the roses? I mean, you lived with them since you were seventeen, and they still are our neighbours, they would have picked some of it up, wouldn't they? In fact, I distinctly remember it was dad and Raven who taught me how to curse in both languages, because afterwards you nearly hospitalised them. Anyway, if Ozpin did find out, we could just put him in a coma, so he can't stop us. It would make life so much easier, right?"

"It would, it would," mama agreed, lightly affected by the natural madness rolling off of me, before snapping out of it and saying, "But there is no way we are hospitalising my grandfather, even if it would make things simpler. We'll just have to find a way around things. Oh my, look at the time! We have to pick up Yang, I told her parents what has happened and they told Yang you would be seeing her off, but not that you're coming. The ship is leaving in an hour. Quickly finish your breakfast, we have to leave soon,"

"You know," Heureux stated, grinning mischievously, "If we just, I don't know, float our way there, we could just skip the mile-long roads and traffic, and be there in minutes. And it would be a fun way to spend our final minutes together before we don't see each other for two and a half months. Besides, I'm pretty sure it was Cinder who taught you to drive, so it would be marginally safer as well,"

"You're not wrong," she admitted, before consenting, "Call Yang, tell her, Tai and Raven to come over here and hang out before heading to the ship,"

Nodding, I pulled out my scroll and dialled Yangs number.

"Hey sis," I said when she picked up, "Mum and I found a new mode of transport for us all to get to the airship leaving Patch, so if you come over now, we can hang out for half an hour before heading out. What do you think?"

"Are you implying what I think you're implying? Because if you are, then I'm definitely in. It's been ages since last time, huh? I'll ask dad," there was a pause and some static as she yelled for her father before replying, "We're headed over now, see ya soon sis,"

"See ya Yang," I hung up, and five minutes later, there was a knock at our door. Racing to open it, I dragged the lot of them inside and offered them a cookie, before stealing Yang for a minute and taking her to the yard.

"Hey sis, what's up?" she asked.

"Well, you know how I'm coming with you to the airship?" I questioned.

She nodded so I continued, "Well, I'm kinda also coming with you to Beacon. To attend. As a student. At Beacon. With you,"

Inside I could hear Raven and Tai eavesdropping, Raven counting down until the moment she knew Yang would… express her excitement. Sure enough, her mother was on point as in the moment she said 1, Yang screeched in excitement, and yelled, "YAY! MY LITTLE SISTER IS COMING TO BEACON WITH ME!"

Muffled laughter could be heard from three adults inside as we re-entered the house. Soon, however, it was time to leave, and Tai and Raven were expressing their concern for time.

"Relax, our ride has already arrived, everybody, step onto the concrete," Heureux said, pointing to a thin slab that rested by the front door.

"Uh, kid? How the hell is that supposed to get us to the docks on time," Raven asked, "I mean no offence, but it's a rock,"

"Auntie Raven? Never doubt the power of my fabulousness," Heureux replied, lifting the slab of the ground and above the tree-line and continuing, "This may seem unsettling, but I assure you, it's perfectly safe. So long as none of you jump of the edge,"

The concrete slab then turned on its side, so it was hovering vertically, this eliciting a slight yelp from those unused to flying Heureux airs, and shooting off across the forest, at the speed of falling, the cone shape bottom of the slab keeping us (vaguely) streamlined. We arrived after about five minutes, and I set us down in in the middle of the woods, just before the airship docks. The ship hadn't yet arrived though, so we had time to say our goodbyes.

Once we were done our ship arrived and I told them to leave, explaining, "You should probably head back to the stone now, from the air I will be able to send you home, but you in particular mama, should leave so you aren't spotted by anyone else on the ship,"

Agreeing and stepping back on the slab, Yang and I boarded the ship. As it took off, and I could see over the tree-line to our house, I lifted them up and gravitated them home from a distance, watching them all wave, and try not to fall off/cry as they left.

So I thought over how long it should take to arrive to Beacon, and whether I would have enough time to read or not. Finding that the trip would only take half an hour, I decided not to bother, and I listened to music instead.

After about two minutes of listening to music with my hood up, I felt a tap on my shoulder. Removing my headphones, I heard a familiar voice asking me to move over so she could sit by the window as well. Heureux turned to her and shouted, "Weiss! What are you doing here?"

"Ruby! I could ask you the same thing! I convinced daddy to let me attend Beacon instead of Atlas, but why are you here?" she asked.

Before I could reply, my sister answered for me, saying, "Ruby here made it into Beacon a whole two years early! Isn't that awesome?! But, guess who I just found, reading in the corner?"

"Blake!" Heureux yelled once more, "You're here as well? That's awesome! Here, come join us," I said motioning to the long seat that encircled the perimeter of the inside of the ship.

"Hiya Blake," Weiss said, "Haven't seen you in a while, you still in the you-know-what?"

"Nope, I left after saving one of your many, many trains. You have a ridiculous amount of security; did you know that? It was near impossible for Adam and I to make it past those paladins, it makes sense though. There was a ridiculous amount of dust and people on that train, I'm glad I stopped it,"

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear the first half and just say thank you. My brother was on that train," Weiss said.

"Oh, I'm sorry I saved him then," Blake joked.

Laughing Weiss replied, "Yeah, if dad knew I was friends with the girl who killed him, he would be seriously pissed,"

We continued to chat for the next hour and a half, and hardly felt the time go by as we soon landed at Beacon.

So, after a scuffle where I caught up with an old friend, his name is Jaune, and after Ozpins rather morbid introductory speech, Weiss, Blake Yang and I set up our sleeping bags in the hall.

"Hey Yang, aren't you at all weirded out by all the boys here? I mean, sleeping in the same room together feels kinda uncomfortable to me," Blake said, pulling a beanie over her ears.

"Yeah, I don't think our parents would very much… approve of all the boys," Weiss agreed.

"I know I do," Yang replied, eying one of them, before turning away at the sight of Jaunes' ridiculous bunny onesie.

"Yang! I don't think you would approve very much once I send this pic to uncle Tai," Heureux laughed in a sing-songy voice, gravitating my scroll to the roof as Yang lunged for it.

"You do and I'm sending this pic to Qrow as well,"

"You wouldn't!"

"I would. But not if you hand over the scroll right now," Yang said, thinking she'd one.

"I think… not," Heureux said, the rest of us in my head screaming no, except Folie who was encouraging her, and telling her to rethink this, as Heureux attached Yangs' gravity to the roof.

Unfortunately, she won out over us, seeing as we all secretly wanted to see what would happen when Yang suddenly falls to the roof, her gravity pulling her elsewhere, and her scroll and mine both fall back down to the floor. Picture this: Yang, completely on fire, jumping up and down on the roof, which is fifty meters high, trying to reach her scroll which is still on the ground, whilst a veritable snow-woman, cat faunas and I, look up and laugh at her.

"LET ME DOWN FROM HERE!" she shouts.

"Uh yeah no. Not until you've calmed down enough that you are no longer on fire and your eyes are back to normal. Until then, you're stuck up there," Heureux calls back with me adding at the end, "Sorry Yang, it was happy,"

"Hah! You can't hold out that long! Your aura will never last after this morning,"

"You forget yet again Yang, I still have five and a half left,"

"Vissez-vous!" she shouts back.

"Ah, ah, ah, mind your language when you're at school Yang," Heureux chastised.

"Well… at least send up my sleeping bag," she said, looking rather sorry for herself, realising I've won, "And maybe Blake. I don't like sleeping on my own,"

"Okay then," we comply, sending both orders up, without asking permission.

"Ruby!" Blake shouted at me, joining my sister on the roof, unwillingly mind.

After about an hour of back and forth banter, we were eventually told to shut up and go to sleep. About a half hour later, When I could finally hear my sister, Blake and Weiss finally snoring away, I slowly lowered the two on the roof down to join us on the floor. After all, I want the energy to show off tomorrow.

It was white. White and night. And I was walking through a strange forest that I've seen before in dreams. I look around to try and figure out where I am, but there is nothing but trees for miles and miles in any direction. When I face forward again, I see a gravestone, engraved on which are the words, Summer Rose, thus kindly I scatter. This scares me, though Craintif did not appear. My mother is not dead, not really, not yet, and this isn't her pretend grave. And as the gravestone starts to crack, a red light emerging from the shattered stone, four coloured orbs appear, hovering in the air above the cliff face that my mothers' grave was once situated on.

And in the orbs, symbols start to form. On the yellow one, far to the left, the image of a flower that has burst into flames appears, on the black orb to its right, there was a black wisp. On the white orb, second to the right, was an intricate hexagon, decorated with what seemed to be swords, and on the furthest to the right, closest to me, was a red orb, my very own scatter emblem glowing in a faint black light across the orb.

It was then that I recognised the other three emblems as the symbols of my teammates.

Teammates? Since when did I call them that?

Since I killed a nevermore during initiation after riding it to the chess pieces with my partner Weiss. Afterwards I was declared leader of team RWBY by Ozpin, with Weiss, Blake and Yang.

How do I know all this?

"My evolution of course,"

"Oh, hi Heureux… are you okay?"

She looked different. Her hair was longer and looser, her cloak had a white scatter symbol embroidered inside the back of the hood and she looked older, taller somehow.

"Yes I do, thank you,"

Bubbly as always.

"Well I am essentially the manifestation of your happiness, so I generally will be bubbly,"

How is she…

"Reading your mind? Well for one, we share a head, and secondly, my evolution is second sight. I can see the many futures possible, the most likely one was of you asking how I could read our mind so I just answered early,"

"And you look like this why?"

"With change, comes new outfits. I picked out outfits for the others as well, and you, and I may have been borrowing your body as you slept to make them suitable for us. Don't worry though, they are mostly the same, you could only discern between them if you were looking for a difference,"

"Okay then… it's okay though, it's your body too, just warn me next time, okay?"

Hey, I wonder what the time…

"Sure, and you should wake up now, it's about seven, and you want to stay out of Yangs reach until eight. She'll be grumpy until then, oh and compliment Weiss' haircut. She changed it a week ago and is hoping you will notice soon,"

"Noted, thanks Heureux,"

"No prob self, now, wake up time!"

And so, I awaken to the beautiful silence of the morning.

"Hey, why don't we go for a walk? We can get some training in," Craintif suggested timidly, such is her nature.

"Perfect!" I replied aloud, changing into my new combat gear Heureux had been busily making overnight. I noticed that at the back of my hood there was a dark red, almost black, embroidered scatter symbol, the string made from aura thread, meant to change colour depending on the aura. I also found my usual black and red combat skirt gone, replaced by a to-the-knee black singleted dress with a small stitch centred invisibly in the centre of the skirt part, making the skirt act like shorts. Clever I must admit. Thankfully I get to keep my combat boots, the only shoes on remnant able to withstand the pressure of moving as fast as I do. I found she had also prepared black leather arm bands, with red laces to match my usual black and red lace up corset. I will admit freely, Heureux has good taste when it comes to clothes, provided she isn't fawning over… everything else.

"Heureux! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU DO TO OUR CLOAK!" Fâchée shouted, she is particularly protective of that cloak.

"I made it better," she replied calmly.

"NO YOU BLOODY DIDN'T! YOU EMBROIDERED A FLOWER ON IT!,"

"It's our scatter symbol, besides, it's not like it makes a difference on the outside,"

"I DON'T CARE! YOU DAMAGED MY CLOAK!"

"Sheesh, wait until you see Crescent Rose,"

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!"

"Nothing, nothing,"

Uh, those two, I'd be dead without them, but I'm still lost with them. They just keep going at it.

"I SWEAR IF YOU HURT CRESCENT I WILL END YOU!"

"But we share a body," Heureux replied innocently, "Besides, I think you'll like the updates. I've made her compatible to your… you-ness,"

"Oh,"

Yep, most arguments go like this, Heureux changes something, Fâchée gets angry with her, Heureux reveals that she did something else, Fâchée gets angrier, Heureux reveals that the thing that was worse, that she did, was in fact beneficial, Fâchée forgives her.

Those balourds.

Either way, the others were waking up, our walk temporarily put on hold, and Craintif was acting up due to Yangs inevitable meltdown. Oddly, it never came as Craintif hid, invisible, on the chain attached to the chandelier, Heureux floating us up there in the first place.

Only now is it I realise she has kept her original semblance.

"Strange," I thought, "She was supposed to lose it,"

"But I didn't. And under any other circumstances, I wouldn't know why, but seeing as my second semblance is second sight, I will save us the trouble of several missing limbs and a possible expulsion. It is because of our grandmother," Heureux answered my unasked question.

"None of us are following," Folie interrupted boredly, getting nods from my other me's.

"Well you see, our grandmother, Ruby Rose, the daughter of Salem Rose, figured out a way to ensure each of our original semblances stay intact. She did this by, essentially, using her madness secondary semblance, to cast a spell over our eyes. As you know, we are silver eyed warriors, that is why there is six of us and why, in time, we will be able to banish grim with but a glance, just like mama. But, unlike mama, of whom there is only one of, our eyes have a secondary purpose; they preserve our original semblances as well as our secondaries. If we all went out on the impending quest to figure all of this out ourselves, we would likely have ended up barely escaping some mysterious temple in the mountains somewhere,"

"And did you dream that up?" an irritated Fâchée asked.

"No, I made an educated guess, based off of past incidents,"

"I can see where you're coming from, but now really isn't the time. We have to be at the Cliffs, like, now," Tristesse said, before pushing Heureux to the front of my mind, to take control and gravitate me towards the cliffs.

As we floated there however, Fâchée started to fidget. As in, really bounce around fidget.

As in nearly cause Heureux to fall out of the sky, fidget.

When I asked her what was wrong, all she said was, "I really hate having to drag around weapons. They are so heavy, even Crescent Rose is heavy. I wish we didn't have to lug them around all the time," and left it at that.

Foreshadowing huh, Heureux must have talked to her or something, because looking back, she really couldn't have known.