So, so sorry for not updating any of the stories, including this one – Here, as an apology because I was away at Wales for a week and find that completely justifiable so there really is no need to apologise, have a new chapter.
And a cookie (::)
Six or so thousand words long, that is. See, I'm a nice guy/girl/mentally unstable fool...
...yeah, so I don't own RWBY, but I really wish I did...
Oh, and I kind of came to a penultimate decision of making this the second Hoodwitch story out there- well, third, but second done by me.
Don't like it don't read, but for those who really don't care, I applaud you, and beg that you continue reading about the sad and battered soul that is Ruby.
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"I thought about how there are two types of secrets; the kind you want to keep in, and the kind you don't dare to let out."
-Ally Carter-
"A picture is a secret about a secret; the more it tells you, the less you know."
-Diane Arbus-
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Reaper awoke at the early hours of three in the morning, considering she only needs about two to four hours sleep to operate at full functionality. Seeing that her new team was all asleep, and she daren't wake them lest she be beaten, she left the room without a sound, unaware that a pair of bloodshot lilac eyes was watching her.
As she left, she breathed a sigh of relief. All those years of stealth had paid off, but of course she knew of Yang being awake. She also knew that Yang had trouble sleeping for some reason, but left it at the back of her mind that she was lucky she wasn't beaten there and then by her.
Now, these thoughts may be slightly unjustified to anyone else, the fear of being beaten by your own team, but Ruby had been beaten by nearly everyone she met –Professor Goodwitch and Ozpin not any of them. Her fears of being beaten were completely justified to that of a point beyond justification; being a widely feared criminal who fears anything that walks is rather ironic.
She misses her friend, that nice Schnee woman, not the nasty one called Weiss...
She shook those thoughts from her mind, and vowed to gather up enough courage to ask Weiss if her mother was okay and well, and if she could go see her. Well, if she could gather enough courage to look her in the eye, that is. Right now, she was fearful of even looking at the girls' shoes if she talked to them, and she made a vow to herself that she would try and keep her secrets and her private life- along with the scars that came with it- out of their knowledge. The less they knew about her and talked to her, the less chance she had of being hurt again- physically or emotionally.
There weren't much places to go this late at night, save for the combat arena and the teacher's lounge; Glynda had assured her secretly and away from the public that she could go in there and talk to her or professor Ozpin about anything she may need.
She doubted they would be awake this early in the morning and so released another sigh, this one of defeat. She was about to turn around and head back to the dorm, perhaps pretend to be asleep, when she heard a noise come from in front of her. It sounded like nothing if you were a human, because one can't differentiate footsteps from background noise, but she could.
"Who-W-Who's t-t-there?" she whispered, just loud enough for the sneaky person stop moving and sigh, before moving out into the light.
"Hey, Reaper; can't sleep either?" Yang asked as she removed herself from the blanket of shadows that once surrounded her only moments ago.
Reaper didn't know how people would ask her questions and not mean it in a nasty or evil way and so began to shake and panic. "I-I-I D-Don't N-N-N..." she couldn't finish what she was saying because she was shaking that hard. Apparently she had a fear of questions when the person's motives weren't told to her beforehand. She had a lot of nasty experiences with emotions; namely, she didn't understand them. Also namely, people took advantage of that, and showed her that any emotion is a bad thing and she would get beaten for it.
"Whoa. Okay, just calm down, okay?" Yang said, trying to get the panicky Reaper to calm down enough so she could at least get somewhat coherent sentences out. She raised her hands as a sign of trying to calm her down, but it only made things worse, and Reaper began shuffling away from her, inch by inch, shaking like a leaf on a windy day in a hurricane.
She began to chant over and over again in small, breathless sentences "please don't hurt me, please don't hurt me" and all the while edging further away from Yang until she began a full on sprint around the corner to the teacher's lounge, Yang just standing where she was, completely confused and tired, so she shrugged it off and decided to talk to the rest when she was more awake later on about this. Blake had some sort of connection to her, so maybe she could figure out what that little spectacle was about.
As she walked in the opposite direction, Ruby full on slammed through the door that led to the teacher's lounge, smashing it wide open, scaring all people inside as they saw a blur and a bunch of petals before seeing the table on the opposite side of the door begin shaking.
The scared, helpless, lonely Reaper had no friends, and that was something that Glynda seemed to acknowledge. Her only friend was her new 'enemy's' mother, so she couldn't be friends with her anymore. She instantly regretted accepting going to Beacon; her being the most dangerous person n half the planet and the most wanted as well really did put a damper on everything she did and how she was. She couldn't even answer a simple question that her own teammate asked without shaking up a storm and crying, sweating and begging not to be hurt.
Though, she considered, no one knew of the horrors she had been subjected to. Any Faunus or human out there who had been bullied or slightly beaten had nothing compared to what Ruby had been through; whereas they had been beaten, she had been publicly tortured. She had nearly every bone in her body shattered, her jaw pulverized and her arm ripped off in the most painful way imaginable and some people had the audacity to make out that they had it worse than her.
To put sharp and bluntly at the same time, she had the scars both mentally and physically, whereas many others only had bruises of cuts. And unlike scars, hers wouldn't fade, they stayed as raw and as painful as they were when she first got them, and many a time she had to clench her teeth when she brushed against something or something touched her scars to stop from screaming out in utter pain.
Professor Port, the burly, pot-bellied, rich moustache wearing man thought a creature of Grimm had done that, while the others in the room, professor Peach and Oobeleck, thought differently. Without warning, he let out a fierce war cry as he brought his blunder axe out of nowhere and smashed the table in two, to reveal a shaking, sweating and begging Reaper. It seems that she was widely known as Reaper, since only Glynda and Ozpin knew of her real name.
"P-P-Ple-lease D-Don't h-hu-hurt me!" Ruby screamed, shuffling her way into the furthest most corner away from the axe-wielding professor Port.
At this time, Glynda came charging through the shattered door and stood frozen at what she saw.
"Peter Port, what do you think you're doing!?" she shouted, and as the old man tried to explain, Ruby vanished in a cloud of petals and arrived clutching to Glynda's leg, sobbing and shaking profusely. Glynda looked down and unlatched Ruby's arms and face from her legs, knelt down and looked her in the eye, noting for the first time that she didn't wear her hood today, which struck her as odd as she would usually try to hide her ears. Right now, though, they were on full display for all to see.
"Are you okay?" she asked as a parent would their hurt child. Ruby just shook her head 'no' and started to cry again. Glynda hoisted her up into her arms as Ruby sobbed into her shoulder and turned to the befuddled, axe wielding professor. "You. Ozpin's office. Now" she said in a low, commanding tone, clearly not a fan of what he had just done.
As she walked away, holding the still sobbing Reaper in her arms, she stroked her back and head, brushing over her ears which seemed to calm her down a bit. After the sobs turned into sniffles, Glynda had arrived at her own room.
It was a small, but not cramped, space. For some reason unknown to her, Ozpin had recently requested two beds be put in here, and now she could see why; he knew something like this would happen, and Glynda would bring Reaper here, and so he brought an extra bed, though she doubted Reaper wanted to sleep alone.
She touched her cheek with her spare hand; why were they blushing and hot? Reaper was, at least, a full eight years younger than her, and, of course, it would be weird; well, unless others saw it as weird; wait, saw what as weird? She had no idea how this train of thought started in the first place. As she lay the sniffling and tired-looking Ruby down on her bed, she sighed at how helpless she looked; the previous thoughts lost to her mind to play over and over in repeat as she tried to figure out what they were. It was caring, that was for sure, but to what level, she had no clue.
She shoved them to the back of her mind when she sat down on the bed and heard a small, pitiful whine, almost as if Ruby wanted her closer. Of course, this was true, because Ruby did want her closer. Glynda was soft and warm, and all things nice wrapped into one thing Ruby had never seen before; kindness. She had seen Glynda when she would walk the halls, how she would give small scowls at everyone but her, and how her features would soften and she would wave or mouth the question 'are you okay?" to which Ruby would either shake or nod. Glynda, to Ruby, was the physical manifestation of kindness; she was what every kind person should embody; not prejudice or racist, uncaring of ethnicity or species, treats everyone equally- except for Ruby- and shows that beyond what she looks like, she really is a kind person.
Glynda hesitantly sat closer to Ruby, who on an unknown instinct dragged Glynda down to her, cuddling her midsection and no longer sniffling. It was then that Glynda's heart beat at eighty miles an hour, and so she felt perplexed as to what these emotions were. They were like being dipped in a freezing cold lake, then entering a boiling sauna. She thought really hard, but was distracted by Ruby's warmth. Hesitantly, and ever so quietly, she rolled Ruby over to her side so she was facing away from her when Ruby went to sleep, and extremely slowly wrapped her arms around the shorter girl's waist, bringing them closer.
Her heart threatened to leap out of her mouth, but she decided to let it be in favour of relishing in the warmth of Ruby's body.
As she began drifting off, she remembered the little note Ozpin had sent to everyone and how school's classes didn't start until the day after today, which meant she could finally grab some peaceful shut eye and sleep in her bed for more than five hours a day. Her usually grumpy attitude was, in part, her sleeping pattern's fault, and in other parts the always infuriating Ozpin.
At least she could sleep in her own bed, with her favourite pupil.
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Morning wasn't exactly merciful to her, as the sun saw fit to grace her with a blinding ray of light to the face. Her eyes squinted and for a moment, she forgot where she was, thinking she had fallen asleep in her office again. But Glynda hadn't; she had fallen asleep with a beautiful student in her arms, and the... 'Dream' ...she had last night as she fell asleep with said student had been a little bit saucy. She had no idea why, but at the mere mention of the dream to herself in her mind, Glynda's face lit up.
She hadn't had a dream like that since she was fourteen, discovering what sex was for the first time-though she's still a virgin- and using her mind to experiment with the different kinds of things she could do.
This one, though, was different. Whereas all her previous dreams had been with nameless men, and voiceless men, she had a dream about a very distinct face- a female face, which she had never dreamt about another female like that before- and distinct voice to match said face; she had a rather enticing dream about her and Ruby, and this only served to make her face ten times hotter. Well, if anyone came in –unlikely- she could blame it on the heat, or the fact that she had her face nuzzled into Ruby's hair and between her wolf ears when she fell asleep...
Speaking of which, where was Ruby? She looked to her left and right, and saw hide nor hair of Reaper, or Ruby as she is known as by Ozpin and Glynda. She then caught the smell of something being cooked, and instantly her brain thought one thing that she never thought it would ever capitalise on ever, and so she marched off to the kitchen with this thought on her mind.
Food. Food means breakfast and breakfast means someone else is here, and since there was no one else in the room last night other than her and Ruby, she had deduced it was the little redheaded Faunus.
She caught the scent of bacon, and immediately began jogging to the kitchen to see a sight she never thought she'd see.
Ruby was there, a small red and black, polka dotted apron wrapped around her midsection with one hand tending to a frying pan with sizzling, fat and greasy bacon while the other tapped a rhythm only she could hear on her thigh. After she was done with the bacon, she dumped it on a plate and it was later revealed she was waiting for some toast to pop out of the toaster, which it did a small, thirty seconds later, and she grabbed them, buttered them and placed them almost reverently on the side of the bacon. She then spread some ketchup all over the bacon and Glynda's mouth began to water.
Not knowing anything to do at that moment, she silently sat down at the table, waiting for Ruby to finish. She had no plausible reason why, but her eyes kept drifting down Ruby's back to her rear, and immediately she averted her gaze, finding sudden interest with the kettle. She had no idea why it was boiling, but it soon became clear when it stopped and Ruby poured some of the water into the cup next to it and stirred, the smell of fresh coffee filling the air.
Coffee. Not only was Ruby making her breakfast, but also coffee. But why? She saw something she never thought she would in Ruby's demeanour as she carried herself this morning. It looked almost cheerful and Glynda had to admit, that was a nice change from the finicky, always panicking Ruby.
Of course, Ruby was aware Glynda was there, but for some reason that she couldn't explain, she wasn't scared; it was almost as if she subconsciously wanted her there. She had her leather jacket covering her robotic arm as she had on yesterday, and her wolf ears twitched in the heat of the frying pan as it cooled down.
"Um...C-Could you look A-Away please?" Glynda looked at her curiously, but saw her stop moving and decided to. Ruby, upon seeing Glynda look away, sighed. She lifted off her glove, exposing her robotic wrist, and twisted it, watching as a small, serrated blade popped out of it. She sliced the toast in two and shifted the serrated blade back in, placing the glove over her hand again.
She turned to see Glynda now playfully looking away, and she didn't know why, but decided to play along. Ruby placed the food and coffee in front of Glynda. "Bon appetite." She said shyly, but with a perfect French accent.
Glynda turned to see practical heaven placed in front of her; a dish of savoury glory, with tasty, salted bacon and crunchy toast, along with piping hot coffee and the mere aroma was enough for her to grab a piece of toast, take a bite and relish in the heavenly taste. That was enough for her to wolf down the bacon next after she finished the toast, and that was when her taste buds exploded, flavour dripping into every pour and cranny of her being. She swallowed and finished the bacon, and looked at a staring Ruby, who had the cutest little smile on her face.
She thought it couldn't get any better; it did. She took one sip of the coffee, and instead of her taste buds exploding again, they simply released nuclear explosions of flavour that poured down her gullet, and set off more nukes within her stomach.
"Ruby..." Glynda said slowly, catching Ruby's attention. Unknown to Glynda, Ruby was staring at her, not her eating. "...This is the greatest, most flavoursome breakfast ever. Do me a favour, and never leave." She said, surprising sincerity in her voice.
"Um...R-Really?" of course, Ruby took it seriously, and stared wide eyed and beetroot red at Glynda.
Glynda saw the blush on her face and realised how awkward that sounded, and immediately began trying to take it back, but to no avail. "I mean, you can stay if you want to, that is. There's a second bed..." at the notion of a second bed, separate from Glynda, Ruby was unusually...quiet. "...And I honestly don't mind."
"Well...I-I wouldn't w-want to imp-imp-impose..." Ruby shyly stuttered out. Her now only friend was offering her a place to stay: With her in the room? This was all some sort of fanciful dream, a haven of halcyon reckonings of which she didn't want to end.
Glynda's face heated up again, for some unknown reason. "Nonsense, you'll be fine. And besides, it could be useful if you're stuck on homework or need help with something. That breakfast was well worth it."
"O-Only if it's okay with you..." Ruby said slowly, and Glynda just nodded, watching as light poured into some of Ruby's dull, grey, torture hardened grey eyes, showing the slightest bit of silver. "Th-Thanks..." Ruby stuttered out, and then looked at Glynda.
"U-Um...Miss Goodwitch?"
Glynda looked up. "Please just call me Glynda. If we're sharing a room, you might as well." Her voice was calm, but her heart beat like a hammer being pounded by an angry gorilla.
O-Oh...G-Glynda...Don't we have classes today?" Ruby inquired, catching Glynda's already undivided attention.
"Ruby, didn't you see the message Ozpin sent to you on the scroll? You have no classes today, they start tomorrow."
Ruby just looked down shamefully. "No..." she then looked back up. "Um...Glynda...Can I show you something?"
"Glynda looked at her curiously. "Sure."
"B-But it's a big secret. Only M-My team Kn-Knows..." Ruby said, surprising conviction in her voice.
"Of course, no one outside this room shall know." Glynda said; standing and following a now walking Ruby. Ruby walked over to the desk in Glynda's –and now hers- room and in front of Glynda unzipped her jacket.
Glynda's face heated up and she stuttered out some words, while her brain was trying to fight against the thought that this was good. "W-What are you doing?"
Ruby ignored her and took off her jacket, revealing her bandaged front and back, and a peculiar looking right arm.
"D-Do you remember w-when you asked me what I made?"
Glynda nodded, awe stricken and red faced.
"W-Well...I made this." At this, Ruby pointed to her arm and smiled shyly.
After a minute of Glynda eying the robotic limb, she turned her attention to a shyly smiling Ruby, and smiled back. "You made this?" she asked, awe still evident in her voice.
"Yeah..."
"How did you make something that people have been toying with for centuries trying to figure out how to do?" Glynda inquired again, awe still written over her features.
"I...I-I could show you..." and with simply no explanation given to Glynda, Ruby detached the arm and opened the seal, showing miniature VI consoles and nerve receivers.
"What are all these made with?" she asked, staring into the void of machinery, gears and twisted pieces of metal, all looking like they were dug out of a scrap yard, but at the same time, looking like the most advanced pieces of technology the world has ever seen.
"W-Well...I used scrap A-And some old computer H-Hard drives..." as she said this, she closed the casing, attached the arm and flexed her arm to see it working perfectly fine.
"You, Ruby, are truly a treat to be around." Glynda said, surprising herself when she spoke in a...seductive...voice. Ruby didn't know what to make of this, so she just smiled again and put her jacket back on.
"Thanks..." she said nervously, but some part of her, the less dominant part, was screaming at her to do something other than say that.
Ruby walked over to Glynda, and gently took the glove form her hand. She put the glove back over her robotic arm, hiding it from view, and turned back to Glynda to see their faces not centimetres away.
She and Glynda had no idea why, but they both leaned in, closing the gap, centimetre by centimetre-
-Before the sounds and rumble of an explosion shook them to the ground, their almost-but-not-quite-kiss ruined. Glynda huffed and dragged herself over to a security camera to see Yang Xiao Long and Weiss Schnee engaged in a battle in the arena- an unsupervised battle.
Ruby saw it, and without much thought, charged off to stop the fight, Glynda following soon after.
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She arrived at the arena to see Yang and Weiss shouting incoherent things while Blake looked on bored, with a bruise adorning her cheek.
Once she spotted Ruby mindlessly walking into the destructive arena, she stood to stop her, but saw professor Goodwitch rush in after and decided to sit this out. The rest of the first years- along with team JNPR and CRDL- were watching the spectacle, some even placing bets.
Weiss used her rapier at the same time as Yang sprinted at her with her fists raised to charge at lightning speeds. Ruby saw this, and the weakness Yang was at, and not wanting her teammate- no matter how scary- to be impaled, thought of something.
Weiss was a blur of white and blue, and Yang was running right at it, screaming incoherent swears as she did so.
Weiss closed their gap easily. Five feet...two feet...
A sharp clang echoed through the arena, and all watching witnessed it with growing wonderment and amazement.
There stood Reaper, petals blowing behind her and her robotic arm grabbing Yang's fist, stopping her dead. Weiss' rapier was stopped by the eight foot scythe in Reaper's hand, causing her to stumble backwards.
Without thought for food, Reaper punched Yang in the stomach and used the blunt end of the scythe to knock Weiss away, knocking the two far away from her.
"What is going on?" Glynda shouted.
Ruby, since she was a mediator to stop any more fighting, had no time to talk, and so stood there, her scythe in her hands, head bowed and as still as a statue.
"She started it!" Weiss and Yang shouted in unison, which made Glynda sigh.
"So, how are we going to deal with this?" she asked, hoping to diffuse the situation.
When no one spoke, Ruby lifted her head to reveal the scariest, toothiest smile on the face of the planet. Her eyes had shrunk to the size of black orbs, her teeth grew sharp and sinister and her pupils danced from left to right as she spoke.
"They can fight me..." she said, then began outright giggling. It was official, as Blake had seen before- as had Pyrrha and some of the first years already in the room. Ruby had slipped into madness. Glynda had watched her tear apart a Deathstalker with her bare hands, so maybe two on one would be good for both sides.
"...V-Very well..." And so, Glynda instructed the two once fighting teammates to work together to take down Ruby, and it would be going towards their end of year grade. She then turned to an insane Ruby, giggling away in the centre of the room. "Reaper..." she said in a calm, soft voice.
It caught her attention, and she stopped giggling.
"No killing." Ruby then did the unexpected; she pouted. Then, she turned to the now allied Weiss and Yang, and grinned massively, giggling away again, while Pyrrha, for some unknown reason, started to shake.
"Ready?" after she motioned to Yang and Weiss, they both nodded.
"Ready?" She motioned to Reaper, who just turned her small giggle into laughter and hopped on her scythe as she dug it into the ground, using it as a hammock.
"Well...fight."
And like that, Ruby hopped off her scythe and bent over, laughing maniacally as Weiss was the first to charge, under a secret agreement with yang that Weiss kept Reaper distracted while she snuck around and attacked from behind.
The plan was foolproof...but they were the fools.
Weiss, quick as a flash, used her rapier to propel herself at superhuman speeds at Reaper, who was now yawning and staring at the white blur as it approached.
While Reaper was watching Weiss charge at her, Yang was already behind her, raising her fist, ready to knock out Reaper.
Weiss connected with reaper's robotic hand, and Reaper bent the end of the rapier, making Weiss scream in surprise.
"Aw, it's bent..." she suddenly burst into laughter again as she seamlessly switched Crescent Rose to its gun mode and used her left hand to aim it directly behind her, right at a sneaking Yang. Before she could respond or dodge, the bullet hit her with the force of a train and sent her flying into the far wall of the arena.
Weiss watched as Reaper yanked the rapier from her grasp and punched her in the face with her robotic arm, breaking her nose and flooring her, knocking her out cold. She bent over laughing again until the room grew hotter, and she turned her attention to Yang, who was rising with red in her eyes and flames licking her strands of hair. She watched as a tiny golden strand of her hair fell form her head and she erupted in flames, emitting even more laughter from Reaper, who just smiled as she bent over, laughing at the floor.
Yang- all logical thinking gone- charged at Reaper with now white hot flames coming from her. She charged so fast that it was as fast as the one she used on Junior, back in the club. She raised her hand, just a metre away form Reaper and-
-Reaper's robotic fist connected with Yang's flaming gauntlet, causing a small shockwave of heat and light to flow around the room. Ruby was laughing maniacally while Yang was utterly shocked. She knew Reaper's hand was strong, considering it was robotic, but not that strong; nothing was that strong to stop a punch like that without anything happening.
Using Yang's shock, Reaper placed her scythe on her back and delivered lightning fast jabs at Yang's ribcage with her left hand, still holding Yang's flaming gauntlet with her robotic hand. Yang counted at least ten jabs that hit her ribs and stomach in the space of two seconds. Thinking fast, Yang used all her rage and anger and channelled her semblance into her other, free fist.
It hit off of Reaper's jaw, and something like that should have knocked her off her feet. Reaper just giggled again and turned her head back to Yang, who saw the mechanical jaw through scraped skin. All anger completely drained, she went limp as Reaper delivered three more jabs and then aimed one at her face.
Yang, never one to give up so easily, ducked, ripping her hand from Reaper's robotic one and back flipping away.
Now staring at each other through glazed eyes- Reaper's glazed over with madness and Yang's with anger- they both activated their semblances.
Yang's eyes went back to red and instead of orange or red flames; white flames erupted from her, supercharging her semblance by smashing her fists together.
To supercharge a semblance is to take it one step further, beyond that which it is meant to do. Hunters and huntresses have been advised not to use this at any means necessary, save as use for a last resort. Goodwitch was actually shocked that Yang, a first year, knew how to do this.
Some people could supercharge their semblances through physical actions, and others could do it through a song or poem.
Yang's was obviously physical, so Glynda couldn't wait tot see if Reaper could do it.
Yang seemed to wait and watch as Reaper suddenly stopped giggling and knelt down on one knee, all madness seemingly gone and replaced with a calm feel to her.
"Red like Roses fills my dreams and brings me to the place you rest..." she began softly singing, her voice that of an otherworldly content, something that wouldn't seem possible to do with someone as shy and damaged as Reaper, but is.
Rose petals began trailing behind Reaper's still form, floating into nothingness.
Yang looked at her strangely before she began sprinting at her.
"White is cold and always yearning, burdened by a royal test..." Ruby continued her voice going high. The temperature in the room seemed to drop to freezing conditions, but still everyone watched with wonder.
Yang kept running.
"Black the beast descends from shadows..." Reaper sung, her voice dipping slightly: The area around her growing dark with shadows that seemed to move from the corners to act as a circle around Ruby.
Yang was almost at Ruby, until the last part of the song stopped her dead with what she saw.
"Yellow beauty burns...gold." Reaper finished, the temperature freezing, the shadows seemingly moving to cover Reaper and now, as Reaper looked up, her eyes and the red tips in her hair had changed to a mixture of Red, White, Black and Yellow.
Reaper slowly raised her left, human hand and a small fireball erupted towards Yang at startling speeds. Yang, her semblance being fire, didn't even feel affected by it.
Yellow beauty burns... Glynda thought. So Ruby's new enhanced semblance was going backwards from the words she spoke? This was new. All of these seemed to be new semblances and from what she could see, Ruby could just rehearse the song in her head and the semblances would activate. This was something different.
Ruby then pointed her forefinger and middle finger at Yang, who was just staring dumbly, expecting another fireball but instead got the shock of her life.
The shadows beneath Reaper moved towards her at lightning speeds, trapping her feet to the floor.
Yang looked up in a frenzy of panic now, and saw Reaper then do something she thought impossible; Reaper created a solid, white glyph, not dissimilar to Weiss', and launched it at Yang. Midflight towards Yang, it split into two glyphs and grabbed at both her hands, keeping her from attacking by spreading them out sideways.
Black and White...Glynda rehearsed in her head. The last thing to come was red like roses.
Ruby then bowed her head again and lowered her outstretched hand. Rose petals seemed to swirl around her, a small gust of them at first before a large, tornado of rose petals swirled around her. She looked up, the golden eyes piercing Yang's helpless red-turning-lilac ones.
Ruby then disappeared in a cloud of petals, and Glynda deduced this was her normal semblance. It must be speed she thought, and straight away understood why she didn't want anyone learning of what her semblance is; speed semblance was an extremely rare one.
The tornado of roses then disappeared. Yang strained her neck to look all around her but could only see nothing. Then, Reaper reappeared in front of her and threw a punch that connected with such force that just as the punch hit her, she was out cold, the force of it knocked her out of her glyph restraints and into the wall next to Weiss; as soon as she hit it, a small crater was left, and she slumped over, her head on the back of Weiss'.
Glynda was ready to cheer along with the other students, that is before the hall went quiet when Reaper dropped to one knee, clutching her chest...
...she then spat black blood onto the floor next to her, which immediately vaporised as soon as it touched the floor. She then collapsed onto both her knees, and just before she could fall, Blake ran over and grabbed her, her head a mere couple of inches away from the floor.
Nurses, doctors and stretchers went out to all three of them, carrying them off to the infirmary. Before they went, though, Glynda asked that they move her to her room, for study and the fact that all she did was overexert herself with all of that.
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Ozpin cut the video feed just as Reaper collapsed and picked up the phone, dialling a number immediately. The phone rang once, twice, and then a deep, gruff but soft voice came from the crackle on the other side.
"Qrow, you may want to sit down, I have some news for you that could be quite distressing..."