The Cockerel Festival, Part 3!
A/N: Welcome, one and all, to Weiss Reacts! We're back with an early-release chapter- Blake versus Adam! The original plan was to have this as a single feature chapter, but then I realised I won't be getting the Valentine's chapter out on time- and of course, unlike the Christmas chapter, I have no excuse nor desire to fail this deadline. Also, because I realised this would be better for plot pacing. So, Weiss versus Winter will be delegated to a oneshot with Penny versus Winter and Melodia versus Ruby after the tournament arc is over, in order to preserve pacing.
Now that that's settled, let the battle begin!
DISCLAIMER: RWBY does not belong to me, otherwise Ruby would have a penguin costume.
All mentioned characters and franchises belong to their respective owners.
Team RWBY gathered inside the tournament tent for the third day of the Cockerel Festival. Weiss was fiddling with her tiara, while Ruby was leaning into her, munching on a cookie. Yang anxiously waiting for something, twiddling her thumbs, while Blake was busy chugging protein shakes to get ready for her fight.
As usual, the large screen showing all the tiers of the tournament displayed the best fighters of yesterday's battles, as Glynda adjusted the microphone, waiting for order and decorum to return to her tent.
In order, the fighters were Winter Schnee, Ruby Rose and Norn Belladonna, with replays of their matches against Penny, Neptune and Velvet showing up after each name respectively.
Blake looked closer at Winter, squinting. "That is a LOT of dust. Of both kinds. I can barely see her!"
"I know. Apparently barely anyone could see her during the fight, too." Weiss noted, trying to pick out Winter's dress between the flying bits of Dust, dust and Penny's swords.
"Hey, Yang, what's wrong?" Ruby nudged her sister, who was fiddling with her cellphone for a moment.
"Huh? O-oh...just waiting for a messag-"
Her phone vibrated. Yang quickly opened it up, looking at the message.
From: TacticianChan
jc joined in, tell zelretch-sensei and ushio-chan
"YES!" Yang pumped her fist. Ruby tilted her head.
"Huh? What's going on?"
"Nothing, nothing." Yang sighed, shaking her head. "Just...something with the Antic Order."
Weiss rolled her eyes. "You're obsessed with the Antic Order, you moron..."
"It's practically my life, dear Weiss~" Yang said mischievously. "Now, where were we about Winter?"
"Apparently nobody has seen her properly except me." Weiss stated, still suspicious about Yang's intentions, but leaving them for later. "All the smoke and dust in battle, apparently, keeps her from being seen."
"Yeah! I've heard the rumour that Winter's the hottest person in all of Beacon, but, of course, since she's always on missions with the 101st, nobody can prove that." Yang sighed, before shaking her head and grinning.
"But don't worry, we all know who the real miss Fanservice on campus is~ I'm just too hot for people to handle~"
The heiress blinked. "Not sure you should be so proud of that."
Blake wiped her mouth, having chugged her last protein shake. "Yeah! I'm pumped! Let's do this! Let's DO THIS!"
"How many of those did you drink?!" Ruby stared at her.
"Fifteen." Blake stated calmly. "I'm hoping to fight Adam today."
"Oh yeah..." Yang nodded, remembering. "...you want to know why Adam's here. I'm curious, too. He doesn't seem the type to celebrate the Cockerel Festival."
"That's why I'm suspicious." Blake clarified, nodding in assent. "There has to be something behind this, and I'm going to find out in that fight."
Ruby tugged at Yang. "Hey! There's a huge crowd over there!"
"Huh?" The brawler turned around to see a huge crowd, indeed gathering around something or someone. She stood up, with the rest of team RWBY following suit, to see what was going on.
"Okay, okay, excuse me, pardon me!" Yang managed to clear a path, edging her way through the crowd to see what was going on.
"...hang on, hang o-" Yang stopped. Weiss, the second person to move in front of her, stopped too.
In the middle of the crowd sat Winter, dressed in a snow-patterned blue yukata, her white hair in a typical hime cut, sitting serenely and drinking tea. Yang stared at her pristine, ivory skin and her sharp grey eyes, and noted that her yukata, whether by purpose or accident, seemed to fit her body very well- accentuating her curvaceous body, a perfect mix of lean curves and muscle from years of Hunting, and being especially tight around the chest are.
To be exact, her chest seemed to be just large enough for her yukata to hold. It seemed to wobble ever-so-slightly as she breathed in, her eyes closed, before taking in another sip of tea.
Yang's eyelid twitched.
"S-she's BIGGER than me?! HOW?!"
Weiss seemed to be in a stormier mood than she was. "I had to grow up with her around."
"...s-she's so..." One boy next to them fainted, sighing Winter's name out in his unconsciousness. Another couple of girls had spontaneous nosebleeds staring at her.
Blake wolf-whistled. "I didn't think your sister was hot, Weiss."
"ARE YOU IMPLYING I'M NOT"
"You're cute. She's...sexy. There's a difference." Blake reminded her with a raised finger. "After all, Moe, Manliness and Fanservice are the three cosmic forces that hold the world together!"
Yang crossed her arms, grumbling. "S-stupid Winter...I-It's not like I-I find her...h-hot, o-or anything..."
"A bit tsuntsun there, are we not?" Weiss said with a smug sense of satisfaction. Yang blanched, realising what she had done. She collapsed to her knees.
"DAMN YOU EEEEELF!"
Weiss approached her sister, sighing. "Hey, Winter."
"Oh. Dear sister, hello." Winter opened her eyes, smiling sweetly at her- Weiss could hear more fanboys and fangirls faint behind her. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"
"Oh, nothing," Weiss responded, a slight smirk on her face as she parsed Yang's dismayed expression behind her. "But do you see what's going on around you?"
Winter looked around, blinking. "Huh? People seem to have nosebleeds. And a couple of people have fainted.
Is there something wrong?"
'Dammit. As usual, my sister is entirely OBLIVIOUS to her own attractiveness.' Weiss sighed, instinctively looking down at her own chest in irritation as she realised that Winter, somehow, had grown in the months she was away with the 101st.
Blake whistled again, trying to stop herself from drooling. "And she's the oblivious kind of Miss Fanservice too. "
Yang pouted. "Y-you too, Blakey..."
"Heh. No, nothing." Weiss sighed. "So, Winter, you excited for the fights today?"
"Of course. It's been a while since I got the chance to spar properly with anyone not in the 101st wing. As fun as Nellia is to spar with, I've been dying for one here."
Weiss nodded. "May the best Huntress win."
"Definitely."
Glynda cleared her throat over the microphone, giving the signal for everyone to sit down. Everyone obliged- even Yang, who ended up huddling herself to get over the fact that someone in Beacon had more fanservice than she did, and not at all because she found Winter attractive or anything.
"Good morning, competitors!" Glynda announced. "And welcome to the Third Day of the Cockerel Festival!
Yesterday was a day of unexpected triumph and impressive battles. A round of congratulations is in order for such excellent battle!
The best fighters of yesterday's fights were, in order, Winter Schnee, Ruby Rose and Norn Belladonna! A round of applause for them all."
As the audience exploded in adulation, Glynda paused briefly, catching her breath. Weiss casually flicked a pebble at Dove, who was ogling her sister, causing him to clutch his forehead in pain.
"Stupid perverts..." Weiss grumbled. Winter didn't seem to notice.
"However, the Tournament is still in session, and with that, so is the chance to achieve honor in battle! Now, the stakes are higher, as these are now the quarter finals. Tomorrow, the semi-finals will be upon us, and on the fifth day, the victor of the tournament shall be decided!
Now, to announce the first battles of today! Upon the Desert Plains, Jaune Arc versus Lucina Arc! On the Field of Justice, Ruby Rose versus Melodia Viridi!
Within the Ruined City, Weiss Schnee versus Winter Schnee! And finally, upon the Pillars of Balance, Blake Belladonna versus Adam Taurus!"
Blake looked up, her eyes suddenly hardening. Her hand clenched into a fist.
"Now...now I get to figure out what's going on here. I'll try to interrogate him during the fight."
Yang nodded, finally recovering from her slump. "Good luck, kitten. You'll need it."
Weiss sighed. "I might as well wish you luck, too. I'm not so sure that he's really up to something, but...good luck figuring it out."
Blake nodded. "I know there's something off here, and I don't like it."
"So, all of the competitors, make your way to the arenas, and I shall wish you all good luck upon the field of battle!" Glynda announced proudly.
Winter stood up, smiling at Weiss as she stood up to go to the arena. She extended her hand to Weiss.
"May the best Huntress win."
Weiss shook her hand. "Indeed."
Elsewhere in the crowd, Melodia's loud squeeing at getting to fight Ruby properly for the first time in forever could be heard.
At the Pillars of Balance...
As usual, the arena was packed full with people- Yang was in the audience, in nothing but a tight tank top and short shorts, possibly to compensate for Winter, holding up a large sign saying 'GO BLAKE GO'.
The arena itself was different from the Plain and Field- rather than a flat, level field to fight in, the Pillars, true to their name, were large, stone pillars- resembling those found in the ruins of castles and temples- jutting out from some point underground and extending to somewhat above the ground. The stadium around it was higher to compensate, with the lowest level at the same level with the pillars. Fog surrounded the pillars below, masking a safety platform for competitors to use as a boost onto the fight- but it was discouraged, due to how easy it was to be taken down with a technique from above.
Blake checked her ammo in Gambol Shroud's magazine before sheathing her weapon, adjusting her bow and staring at Adam, trying to determine what was off with him.
'Just...what are you doing here?'
Adam himself was simply standing calmly upon his platform, hand on hilt, his Grimm mask hiding his expression. He stared back at Blake, drumming his fingers rhythmically on his ninjato's hilt.
Blake could've sworn his very glare was infused with hatred. He was definitely a far cry from the Adam from before- the wimpy, non-badass Adam she once knew.
The commentator for this match was Beth Lupin- Beacon's caretaker and perennial opponent of Yang and Blake's antics-, who sighed as she waited for the 'go' signal to start the match- in the form of a small green light on the control pad of her platform. When that turned green, Beth cleared her throat.
"I do NOT get paid enough for this..." The caretaker muttered, shaking her head as she stared at Adam suspiciously, before sighing.. "So, on one side, we have Blake Belladonna, and on the other, Adam Taurus.
Let's be really honest, you're not here to listen to my commentary, you're here to see a fight. So, without further ado...let the fight begin!
3! 2! 1!"
And the fight began in earnest.
Adam leaped off the platform, landing perfectly on a pillar, his hand still on his hilt. Blake followed suit, somersaulting into the air and making a three point landing on a pillar opposite him.
Their eyes met for a brief moment. Adam paused, before smirking.
"So...Belladonna." The swordsman said tauntingly. "How are the humans treating you?"
"How did you even get in here, Adam?" Blake stared at him unwaveringly.
"I have friends in high places."
Blake dismissed that. "What do you want here?"
"I have my reasons for being here." Adam responded coolly. "You don't need to know."
Blake paused for a moment, thinking carefully about her next couple of words.
'This...is a serious accusation...but...I believe I know why he's here.'
"It's about Weiss, isn't it?"
Adam's cool expression faded for but a mere second, but it was enough for the catgirl. She knew now why.
'Weiss? What would...what would Adam want with Weiss? '
"It's no business of yours as to why I'm here." The boy scowled. "Let's get this over with, traitor."
"Gladly." The catgirl retorted, before leaping off of the pillar at Adam, Gambol Shroud at the ready. Adam obliged with a sneer, before leaping off himself.
Both competitors were about to collide in mid-air.
A loud BANG filled the arena as Adam drew Wilt with the force of a gunshot behind it, thrusting it at Blake- only for Blake to parry it with the blade of Gambol Shroud. The force held them together in the air briefly, before the catgirl kicked off of him, pushing him down and herself away onto a pillar. Adam landed with a grunt, his sword still at the ready.
Adam wiped his mouth. "Heh. It seems you got better than I expected."
"The same to you." Blake remarked, before launching herself at him again. Adam met her with equal gusto, preparing to slash at her. Blake, however, had different plans.
With a deft movement, a shadow clone took her place, parrying his strike. Adam easily cut through her as she faded away into smoke. He had only time to look confused before Blake struck him from behind with the grip of her gun, using the force to somersault off onto the air and onto a different pillar.
With a growl, the swordsman, rolled off onto the edge of another pillar, scowling. He leapt at Blake again, hoping to catch her off guard and succeeding.
"Rah!" He slashed at her, and Blake could only shadow out of the attack, watching it cleave the shadow and the rock underneath in half. He deftly thrust sideward to hit the catgirl, but Wilt was met with Gambol Shroud's blade, locking them together once more.
Blake glared at him as she pressed the blade against his. "What do you want with Weiss? I won't ask twice!"
"Grrrraaaaagh!" Adam kicked her in the gut, knocking the wind out of her and forcing her to stumble off of the pillar. "Don't get in my way!"
Blake gasped for breath, managing to stab her weapon onto the side of the pillar and catch herself before she fell with one hand on the hilt, her breath leaving her again as she caught it.
'Dammit...he's tough.' Blake thought to herself. 'But I'm TOUGHER.'
Adam, attempting an early finish to the fight, leapt off with Wilt, hoping to stab it into her. The catgirl hefted herself up and gripped with both hands, before swinging upwards and slamming her legs into his back, kicking him into a nearby pillar and sending him sliding onto the flat top, nearly throwing him onto the edge.
Carrying on her momentum, Blake yanked Gambol Shroud out of the pillar and swung towards an opposite column, landing carefully there. She studied her opponent, hoping he wouldn't get up.
Adam grumbled as he pulled himself up, stumbling slightly.
"That all you got?" He said, wobbling slightly from the pain.
"Shut up." Blake retorted, whipping Gambol Shroud out. "I'll end you."
The swordsman scoffed before whipping Blush out from his side and leaping into the air, with both weapons in each hand, and diving at her. Blake leapt away, leaving a shadow clone behind to parry his strike, before striking at him herself. Adam pointed the shotgun at her head, firing it- only to see that the Blake that had struck him was another clone. The real Blake attempted to stab at his side, only for him to parry the attack with ease.
He sighed. "Blake, when will you learn that those tricks don't work on me anymore?"
"Then I'll just have to keep trying until they DO!" Blake fired Gambol Shroud at his head, only for him to parry it with Wilt, the bullet's halves falling apart in front of her eyes.
Both fighters engaged in a deadly clash of bullet and blade, every shell and bullet being met with a parry, and every strike and slash met with a clone or equivalent counter. The clash of blades produced literal sparks, and at last Wilt and Gambol Shroud's blades met each other again, with Blake and Adam staring at each other again.
"Adam, what are you playing at?" Blake uttered in a harsh whisper, pushing his blade away, to make sure she wasn't heard over the camera feed. "Why do you want Weiss?"
"None...of...your...business!" Adam roared before pushing Blake back into a stumble.
"Agh!"
"Now, to finish this fight!"
Before she could react, he ran her through with Wilt's blade. Blake's breath caught in her throat as the blade entered her chest, and she stopped dead.
"U-uh..."
"Gotcha."
Adam pulled the blade out, studying her suspiciously, before she slumped to the ground. He was still sceptical he'd actually managed to inflict a fatal wound on her- especially considering the competition had safeguards against that.
His belief was confirmed, as the clone fell over and began disintegrating, fading into smoke.
Blake leapt in from the side, kicking him in the head and pushing him aside.
"Caught you off guard!" She bounced off, doing a flip in the air to land on her feet. Adam slid across the pillar, shaking his head to regain his balance.
"It seems...you got better...at making shadows. You even convinced me for a second I'd actually killed you."
"Fat chance." Blake donned her triangle shades. "Just who the hell do you think I am?!"
"Fine." Adam scoffed, his thirst for battle overcoming his anger at her- and finally finding an enemy that was worthy of his new level of skill.
"I've been dying for a real fight. You're more likely to give me one if I give you something in return.
If you beat me, I'll tell you why I'm really here. A Faunus' honor."
"You're on." Blake smirked. She was up for a fight too.
Both combatants readied themselves for a second round, reinvigorated by their opposite number's skill in battle.
"Heh! You're going to need to do better than THAT to fight me, Blake!" Adam taunted her. "I've been training!"
"So have I." Blake responded coolly, adjusting her triangle shades. "I don't believe in not fighting at your peak condition.
It's just not manly."
With that, the combatants leapt at each other once more, flying through the air with equal grace and brutality, slashing and thrusting at the other. Sword thrust met gunshot as Blake and Adam used the force of their clashes to manoeuvre through the air, attempting to force the other into an inferior position to slam them into a pillar for a final strike.
"Where's your Spiral Power now, huh?" Adam called, punctuating each word with a quick draw, laughing scornfully. "I don't see much of it here!"
"A real man always saves the best for LAST!" Blake yelled, before slamming his sword aside, opening him for an attack and rearing up. "NOW LET ME SEE YOU GRIT THOSE TEETH!"
Before he could respond, he punched Adam square in the face, hurling him aside into a line of pillars, causing them to collapse with the force of impact, leaving a trail of smoke and debris behind him.
Blake flipped onto another platform, twirling her weapon around her head. "Heh. Finished alread-"
She had yet to finish her sentence before Adam leapt at her from the smoke, drawing his blade and slamming it into her.
The catgirl was thrown backwards just as far as she had sent him, skimming across the tops of pillars like a thrown pebble across a pond, finally coming to rest just at the border of the arena.
"Ugh..." She groaned, wiping her mouth, before rolling off and jumping onto another platform to avoid Adam's coup-de-grace, watching as his blade stabbed into the pillar's rock once more. He laughed, but it was not full of mirth- rather, it was full of lust for battle, and the joy of at last meeting someone capable of fighting him on equal ground.
"Yes, Blake!" Adam roared, ecstatically, for once alive in the middle of battle. "Now...NOW WE BEGIN THE REAL FIGHT!"
"JUST WHAT I WAS WAITING FOR!" Blake yelled back before she leapt at him, hurling the scabbard of her weapon at the fold of his coat nearest the floor, pinning him down.
"Ah?" The swordsman looked down, chuckling. "You miss-
"I DON'T miss, Taurus!" The catgirl leapt at him, gun at the ready. Adam immediately discharged Wilt from Blush and drew Blush, pointing it at her and firing-
Only for his shot to fall off target as Blake smacked the gun's barrel to the side with her other hand, before pointing her own at him.
Adam responded with slamming the barrel of Blush into Gambol Shroud, attempting to fire into her head, only to be met with a counter-strike as the catgirl weaved underneath and pointed it at him, mere seconds before the trigger was pulled.
This time, both competitors engaged in a dance of guns, each one forcing the barrel of the other's gun away from them or dodging in order to avoid being where the gun would be. The speed was such that between them, it was only a flurry of red and black, their hands occasionally appearing to bat the other's gun away.
"Time to end our little game here!" Blake yelled, before a shadow of herself spawned behind him and exploded in fire Dust, surprising him into dropping his guard. Taking the opportunity, the catgirl pointed her gun at his head and fired before he could regain his composure.
The bullet did not pierce his Aura, but definitely damaged him quite a fair bit, as he was thrown back towards a different pillar, his coat torn where Gambol Shroud's scabbard had lodged it.
Blake picked up her scabbard and mounted it on her waist once more, strolling across to finish the job.
"Heh. You never were good at gun kata." The catgirl remarked.
"And I don't need to be!" Adam retorted and pulled himself up, before grasping the hilt of Wilt and grabbing Blush, mounting it and sheathing Wilt to ready himself.
Then, breathing in, Adam triggered his own Semblance.
The aspects of a bull are well known. Ill-tempered, always ready for a fight, and altogether a terrible opponent to fight, lest one wished to be gored upon their horns.
Adam's Semblance exemplified his bull-like temperance, fitting him perfectly- in this case, it was very simple what his Semblance was.
Sheer, unrelenting, unstoppable force.
A normal draw from Adam could be parried even by the fairly fragile Myrtenaster with ease, as long as the wielder had time to prepare.
One boosted by his Semblance, on the other hand, was so forceful and quick, that nothing short of immensely powerful Semblances, like Null or Tukson's Ki Manipulation, powerful shields like Siegfried's Stahlkreuz or Crocea Mors, or powerful magic, like the fabled Avalon, could stop it.
It was this which met Blake. Blake instinctively began to parry, only to realise too late that the red blade of Wilt was covered with Adam's red Aura, signifying it was boosted with his Semblance.
It was a testament to the strength of Gambol Shroud- and Blake- that it did not break apart when meeting this force, instead being pushed aside as the ninjato collided with Blake's Aura.
She was sent flying, a flash of black Aura flaring with red at the point of impact, being hurled across the arena and once more being mere millimetres away from the border of the arena.
Adam scoffed, sheathing his blade once more.
"So, still not prepared for my Semblance? I'm not surprised." The boy laughed. "I hardly ever had to use it on anything, let alone you."
Blake groaned, slowly recovering from the force and pain of the impact, feeling her weakened Aura slowly form a shield around her form again.
She knew, instinctively, that Spiral Power or no, she could not take another such attack directly.
Adam sprinted at her, red Aura coursing around his hand as he prepared to finish Blake off.
"Raaaaaaaaggggh!"
Blake rolled up and leaped away, leaving a shadow clone to take the attack, managing to see exactly just what had happened.
The blade stabbed straight through Blake's clone, disintegrating it, and slammed into the pillar, shattering it entirely and filling the arena with dust and debris. Adam leapt up onto another pillar, sheathing his blade forcefully.
"Heh...good dodge." The swordsman smugly smirked. "But you and I both know you won't be able to take another hit from me.
"I don't need to." Blake responded coolly, before leaping away as he smashed the pillar she had just been standing on. Adam scowled, grunting and hefting Wilt over his head and attempted to strike at Blake.
A fire clone appeared in front of Blake to take the strike, exploding and throwing Adam back. He shook his head as he landed on solid ground to shake his focus back in.
"Clever use of those." He called. "You're still not going to win with those."
"I'm not counting on doing so." The catgirl responded, before firing at Adam repeatedly. His Aura merely took the hits as he leapt at her once more, only to be met with a yellow lightning clone, sending a current through his blade and shocking him.
"Grah!" Adam winced, clutching Wilt tighter. "QUIT HIDING!"
"Never~" Blake smirked, before having yet another shadow clone take another hit for her, irritating him further.
He merely leapt onto a nearby pillar, breathing calmly.
"Is that so? Then let me end this."
The red markings throughout his body and weapons began glowing red as he grasped his blade tightly, charging up Aura to attack her.
Blake breathed in carefully, a small smile adorning her face.
'Just as planned.'
She merely stood confidently, waiting for him to hit her.
Adam stared at her with his glowing eye slits, his voice calm. "Now...Blake, you shall wilt."
Drawing his glowing red blade, Adam rushed at Blake, cutting straight through pillars in his way and leaving nothing but wilted rose petals behind.
He stabbed Wilt into Blake.
An explosion of Aura occurred at the point of impact, blinding the camera feed and the audience for a moment. Wilted rose petals gathered around them, swirling in a tornado around the combatants, as the audience stared in wonder at the spectacle.
When the light cleared, Adam assumed that Blake would be defeated, her Aura depleted and fading into rose petals. No creature had ever blocked this attack before, short of Siegfried Schnee- and he had only done it by nullifying it with his own Semblance.
He was wrong.
"W-what?!"
Instead, what he saw was a green, blazing flame spawning around her, Gambol Shroud covered in it- and blocking Wilt outright.
Blake smirked. Adam blanched, staring at her.
"W-what...impossible! That was supposed to be unstoppable!"
"You need to know the nature of Spiral Energy, so open your dusty ears and listen up!" Blake roared, locking her blade with his. "With it, I can do the impossible! With it, I can break the unbreakable!
With it...I...can...PIERCE THE HEAVENS!"
Kicking Adam upwards, Blake hurled Gambol Shroud's scabbard and the gun itself at him, locking him onto a platform of Spiral Power.
"Gah! What...is this?!" The swordsman struggled, before realising what Blake had done and was about to do.
The catgirl pulled the ribbon from her weapon out, twirling it in the air to form a drill shape, as a drill manifested within, a handle for her to grip. Grasping it, it began spinning as she launched herself at Adam.
"GIGA! DRILL! BREAAAAAAK!" Blake roared, thrusting the drill into Adam.
"NOOOOOOO-"
An explosion of Aura surrounded them both once more, shattering most of the remaining pillars and shaking even the arena itself with power.
When the smoke and debris cleared, Blake landed with another three point landing, swishing the drill to her side, as Adam, defeated and with his Aura dangerously low, slumped to his knees behind her.
Blake turned to him, smirking.
"So...before you surrender. Tell me. Why are you here?"
"I...wanted to...challenge Weiss to a fight." Adam breathed out, exhausted. "...It seems...I'll have to save that for...another time."
Blake stared at him, realising there was something off.
She stepped back, letting Adam surrender.
Slowly, he discarded Wilt and Blush and raised both hands, signalling a surrender...only to slump, completely unconscious. His Aura was too low to do much else, really.
Beth raised her hand to signal victory.
"Adam Taurus has been knocked out! Blake Belladonna has won by knockout!"
As Beth hovered down to congratulate Blake on her victory, the audience exploded into applause.
Yang pumped her fist and jumped. "YEAH! GO BLAKEY! GO!"
Blake adjusted her shades.
"I've still got it."
The camera feed slowly shifted to the other fights after cutting from this fight, to show that Ruby had beaten Melodia by ring-out, Weiss had beaten Winter by surrender and Jaune had won against his sister by total knockout.
Blake basked in her victory, welcoming the crowds' adulation.
It was a good day for Blake. She finally had some dignity restored.
END
A/N: Wow, that one was awesome. Also, jealous Yang, finally out-sexy'd by someone- ironically, Weiss' sister. How do you feel?!
Next chapter, Ren versus Ruby. We're now more than halfway through the arc, so never fear! So, I hope you enjoyed that, leave your ideas, thoughts, reviews, suggestions, criticisms and comments and-
STINGER
Later, at night...
Adam scowled as he held the phone up to his ear, listening to Siegmund berate him.
"What do you MEAN you were defeated by that foolish Belladonna girl?!" Siegmund roared.
"I meant she wields power far greater than yours, Schnee." Adam said, bitterly. "Even you couldn't beat that."
"She is only a Faunus. I can handle her. You have failed me, Taurus."
Adam froze. "I..." He sighed, clenching his fist. "Give me another chance."
"...fine." Siegmund growled. "Be careful about it, you fool. They will suspect something, now that you are nothing more than a-"
The call was interrupted by the phone shorting out entirely, the shock forcing Adam to drop it. He looked up to see Blake, a button in her hands, glaring at him.
"I figured you'd lie to me about why you were really here." The catgirl scoffed. "So I had Isara and Sun build me a nifty listening device last night." She waved a small, handheld device with an antenna at him.
"I know all about your scheme, Adam, so come clean. Who is this Schnee you're working with?"
"And what are you going to do if I don't tell you?" Adam said threateningly, grasping Wilt carefully.
"That, I'm afraid, you will not be showing anyone, Mister Taurus."
Adam froze in fear as he realised who was behind Blake, his cane at the ready, a mug of coffee in his hand.
Professor Ozpin, headmaster of Beacon stared at Adam, and then to Blake.
"Schnee, you say? Siegmund Schnee?"
Blake froze, recognizing the name from Weiss' stories. "Siegmund? You mean...Weiss' grandfather?"
Adam growled. "And what would you know about him?"
"I...believe I have many things to say about him. As do many others." Ozpin stated calmly, staring straight at him.
Blake blinked. "Wait...you know Siegmund? But...I thought Weiss was taken away from him. And what is he doing out now?"
Ozpin sighed.
"It is a long story, Miss Belladonna. As for yourself, Mister Taurus, you will need to come with me."
"And why is that?"
"Whatever he has on you, I can help you with. You will have to trust me." The headmaster implored. Adam contemplated his options, before sighing, putting his blade away.
"Fine. I will trust you, human. But do not expect me to like it."
"In fact, Miss Belladonna, you had better come with me too." Ozpin requested.
Blake stared at him, confused. "Why?"
"If all you know about Siegmund Schnee is that he mistreated Weiss, I fear you do not know the full story.
You must know. It is imperative you understand exactly what kind of man he is."
END