Winter wasn't going to lie. Her motives for challenging Weiss to a spar weren't completely pure. While she definitely wanted to try to get to know her sister, she was still mad at Cassian for the whole Silvers incident. Fighting with Weiss had just proven to be a convenient outlet for that rage. Kill two birds with one stone, so to say.
As Winter stepped into the arena, she noted the huge number of people in the stands. Apparently word had gotten around that the two Schnee sisters were sparring. Winter noted the presence of Ozpin and Ironwood, along with numerous other active-duty Hunters and Huntresses who had attended the presentation.
Luckily, there didn't seem to be any sort of press in attendance. Winter vaguely remembered Cassian mentioning that Ozpin had sworn that no press would be allowed into Beacon. She was glad that the headmaster had made good on the promise.
Winter couldn't help but smirk as she approached the centre of the arena. She hadn't had very many opportunities for combat in the past few months. Back in the Academy, Winter had been nigh-invincible in her year group. The only person who could potentially match her was Cassian, who had flat out refused to fight Winter, no matter how much she had pleaded and negotiated.
The one time she'd managed to get Cassian to fight her had been both a frustrating and humbling experience. Cassian had not attacked at all, instead choosing to dodge every single one of her attacks until she collapsed from exhaustion. Cassian had then poked Winter in the forehead, before leaving. She had found him later in his room, munching on an ice cream sandwich, not a drop of sweat or wound on his body to indicate the assault he had just endured.
Hence, the opportunity to have a good fight against her sister (who Winter assumed was one of the top Huntresses in her year) was incredibly appealing.
Without even realising it, Winter felt her blood beginning to boil, her smile growing in anticipation.
This was going to be fun.
Weiss watched as her sister walked, no strutted into the arena. With each step, Weiss could feel a cold wind blow throughout the arena, courtesy of Winter's Semblance.
"Your sister is quite a drama queen is she not?" Professor Goodwitch, who was facilitating the match, muttered to Weiss.
"I am honestly not sure." Weiss responded. Goodwitch huffed.
"Well, I hope that you give her a good whack or two." Weiss blinked, surprised by Goodwitch's words. "I've caught Ozpin and Ironwood staring at her butt six times in the past thirty seconds."
Weiss resisted the urge to laugh at Goodwitch's comment. Goodwitch, noticing the younger Schnee's mirth, gave her a tiny smile, only to replace it with a frown once Winter arrived.
"Hello little sister." Winter inclined her head to Weiss, before turning to Glynda. "Hello Ms…?"
"Goodwitch." Professor Goodwitch responded. "Professor Goodwitch."
"Ah, you're my sister's combat professor." Winter turned her gaze to Weiss. "I hope my sister hasn't been causing you any trouble."
"Ms. Schnee is one of the finest huntresses in her year." Weiss felt herself blush at the praise.
"Is that so?" Winter smiled. Weiss, upon seeing the smile, couldn't help but shiver. It wasn't the smile that Weiss was used to seeing on Winter, the one which showed controlled bemusement. This smile, in Weiss' eyes, seemed to indicate that Winter had found favorable prey. "Well, I suppose I will soon find out."
"Indeed you will." Professor Goodwitch took a step back and pressed a few buttons on her scroll. Immediately, Winter and Weiss' faces appeared on the large screen around the arena, along with a green bar representing their respective auras. "Now, the rules are simple. Fight until one of you either forfeits or completely depletes their aura. All techniques, whether with weapons, hand-to-hand or semblances, are allowed. Now-"
Weiss drew Myrtenaster from its sheath, finding solace in the familiar weight of her blade.
Winter however, simply remained standing, her hands crossed over her bosom. The same feral smile danced on her lips as she watched her sister take a combat stance.
"-begin!" Goodwitch shouted.
Cheers immediately filled the arena as the battle between the two sisters finally begun.
Cassian winced as he heard cheering emit from the training arenas. Yin and he were about five minutes away from the arenas, and there were already throngs of students heading to watch the match.
After a few minutes, Cassian and Yin were forced to slow to a walk, the sheer number of students making it near impossible for them to move any closer.
"Ugh." Cassian ran his hand through his hair. "I hope Ms. Schnee doesn't get carried away."
"In what sense?" Yin asked. He was currently trying to find an alternative route into the building.
"Ms. Schnee tends to be very calm and collected in most situations." Cassian begun to explain with a resigned look on his face. "However, whenever she does certain things that gets her blood pumping, such as combat-"
"-and sex." The way Yin had interjected so matter-of-factly nearly caused Cassian to trip in surprise. Noticing Cassian's reaction, Yin stopped and looked at the Colonel. "I assume that the two of you have partaken in that particular physical exercise? I'm led to believe that those in a relationship tend to use it as a method of showcasing their affection."
"W-wait what!?" Cassian glanced around to make sure no one had heard them. "Yin, what in Oum are you talking about!?"
"Colonel, you aren't very good at hiding things." Looking at Cassian's shocked face, Yin sighed. "Helaine and I know you and Ms. Winter Schnee are dating. We haven't told anyone, nor are we planning to."
"...Did Silvers tell you?"
"No. You have a tendency to smile to yourself whenever you talk about or hear Ms. Schnee's name. Also, Ms. Schnee seems to take an unusual amount of interest in anything related to you."
"Am I really that obvious?"
"Only to those who know you. Though I'm amazed that Lieutenant-Colonel Silvers hasn't done anything if she did know about the two of you."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, knowing the Lieutenant-Colonel's feelings towards you, if she knew you were dating Ms. Schnee... " Yin paused for a moment to collect his thoughts.. "-she'd probably, through methods unique to her, manage to get Ms. Schnee to see you and her in an incriminating position in order to spread chaos. She's later reinforce this by deliberately acting close to you in front of Ms. Schnee at every given opportunity, taking advantage of the fact that neither of you can directly do anything for fear of your relationship becoming public knowledge. Ms. Schnee, who I would imagine would not be very happy with this, would in turn act out of character due to her dealing with a situation which, I will assume, is one that she has never dealt with before. "
"Would out of character involve causing cold fronts during presentations and challenging her sister to a duel?"
"Yes, exactly that-" Yin trailed off, realising what Cassian was saying. "...she didn't."
"She did."
Yin groaned and grabbed his head, the thought of his commander's mischief causing him physical pain.
"I would apologise, but at this point I'm not sure if it will be any use."
"It's alright." Cassian, having realised that he might as well come clean, patted Yin on the shoulder. "Winter...well I love her a lot. As in, to the point where I can't imagine being with anyone else but her. What I did to her today was horrible, and I hate myself for putting her through that. But ultimately, the blame for what happens lies with me. Hence, whatever Winter does to me because of this is justified-"
"What if she wants to break up with you?" Cassian paused. The possibility had crossed his mind a number of times. If Winter did that, the amount of pain that would inflict on Cassian would be...indescribable.
"Well...I'll be nursing a broken heart for a long time then." Cassian tried to sound light-hearted. "But like I said, I deserve whatever punishment Winter deals out."
"...haaa." Yin suddenly exhaled loudly. "You're far too kind as always Colonel. You should know that the Lieutenant-Colonel has to take most, if not all of the blame for your current predicament."
"Perhaps." Cassian admitted. "But I can't deny that I am at fault for Silvers actions as well."
"Colonel, please don't tell me you're really blaming yourself for her falling in love with you?" Noticing Cassian's remorseful smile, Yin sighed. "You are aware that makes no sense at all, right?"
"Does it not? I entered the relationship without realising the full extent of Silvers' feelings."
"It isn't your fault that you weren't as hopelessly in love with Silvers as she was with you. And times, it wasn't as if she made it brutally obvious. She was always very good at hiding her true thoughts and feelings."
"But I should have known." Yin shook his head. He knew that Cassian would never stop blaming himself for this. "If I'd known, I could have-"
"You can't keep shouldering everyone's responsibility Colonel." Yin interrupted. "The Lieutenant-Colonel fell in love with you. You dated her because you held some level of affection for her. When you realised you could never recuperate her feelings, you broke up with her because you didn't want to lie to her about your feelings. The Lieutenant-Colonel refused to accept the truth and hence is now acting out of jealousy towards Ms. Schnee." Yin glared at Cassian. "So who's in the wrong Colonel?"
"...it isn't that simple."
"But it is Colonel. We both know it is."
"Silvers has unique circumstances. She may appear strong, but her past makes her emotionally weak and fragile-"
"You aren't serious." Yin groaned. He knew Silvers' past as well as Cassian did, but in Yin's eyes that didn't absolve her of what she did. "Colonel, you're really too kind to my idiot of a leader. More than she deserves, actually."
"You may be right Yin." Cassian smiled sadly. "But I can't help but feel responsibility for being the reason why Silvers acted as she did today."
The two of them remained silent for a while, each thinking their own thoughts, before Yin suddenly spoke up.
"Though, I would imagine that kindness is why Ms. Schnee likes you so much."
"You really think so?" Cassian noticeably brightened at Yin's comment.
"Yes." Yin patted Cassian's shoulder. "I have no doubt that she'll forgive you-"
"Yin-"
"-and that you'll have kinky make-up sex."
Cassian blinked, the atmosphere completely ruined by Yin's final comment. After a moment, Cassian sighed.
"...you really need to stop reading Helaine's 'Ninja's of Love' novels."
"It's quality literature!"
Weiss sprinted forward, Myrtenaster nothing more then a flash of steel. In the span of a moment, Weiss unleashed three stabs at her sister, each one aiming for a vital point.
"Humph." Winter, still smiling, simply swayed left and right, dodging Weiss' combo with little effort. "Is that all, little sister?"
"Tch." Weiss clicked her tongue, swinging Myrtenaster in an arc towards Winter's neck. Winter coolly stepped back, Myrtenaster missing her neck by a hair's breadth. Weiss, riding the momentum of the swing, spun around and thrust forward.
Winter however, had already moved out of Weiss' attack range, causing Weiss to stab at nothing but air. Weiss' eyes widened as she struggled to maintain her balance.
"Little sister, what did I say about being careful?" Weiss' eyes bulged as Winter's palm struck her in the stomach. Winter had, through some unknown technique, seemingly teleported in front of Weiss. "You need to be prepared for any attack, at an given moment."
"Gah!" Weiss gasped in pain. Winter's strike had dug deep into her stomach. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see her aura gauge plummet to thirty percent.
"Oh my." Winter glanced at the gauge. "You really don't have much endurance do you, little sister?"
Weiss tried to jump back and regain some breath, but some unknown power seemed to glue Weiss to Winter's palm.
"What-" Weiss tried to yank herself off Winter's hand, but found that she was unable to do so. "-is this?!"
"Have you not learnt any unarmed combat yet?" Winter lifted her arm so that Weiss was directly above her head. "Well, I suppose this is a better time than ever to let you experience it with your own body."
Weiss felt pressure build at the point between Winter's palm and her stomach. Suddenly, the pressure expanded, sending Weiss flying up into the air.
"Aura, little sister, is a very dangerous weapon." Winter said simply, as Weiss crashed down onto the arena floor, her aura gauge falling another ten percent. "It'd be best if you remember that."
The crowd went wild.
"Ah." Cassian winced as Weiss crashed to the ground. "She's gotten way too into this."
"Wasn't that a personal technique of yours?" Yin asked. The two of them had arrived just in time to watch Winter strike her sister in the stomach.
"Yes." Cassian replied, massaging the bridge of his nose. "A very brutal one as well, as it's meant to severely deplete a person's aura."
"So I'm guessing you didn't intend for her to use it on Ms. Schnee."
"Yes, I did not." Cassian sighed and shook his head. "I only taught her that for self-defense purposes, not to beat up her sister."
"If she's like this in combat, does that mean in bed she-"
"Stop." Cassian winced as certain memories came back. "I really don't want to think about it."
Before Yin could further interrogate the Colonel, he felt someone pat his butt.
"Heh?" A voice said in surprise. "You aren't a girl?"
"C-coco!" A soft voice said in a scolding manner. "Y-you can't just do something that indecent to someone you don't know!"
Turning around, Yin and Cassian found themselves facing a group of four individuals.
"Oh, hello Ms. Velvet." Cassian said, recognising the bunny faunus. "I'm sorry about your garden."
"I-it's ok." Velvet replied, hiding behind her much taller (like seriously taller) teammate.
"So…" Yin looked at the girl who had patted his arse. "If I may inquire the identity of the woman who sexually assaulted me."
"Coco Adel, leader of Team CFVY, at your service." The girl replied without an ounce of shame. A wide grin, full of confidence, split her face in half as she tilted her beret at Yin. "Sorry about that, I thought you were a girl."
"So you normally greet women by patting their butts?"
"Yes." Coco gave Yin a wink. "Though, I won't deny I do it with boys sometimes-"
"Coco, I think you're creeping him out." One of Coco's team members, a dark-skinned boy with messy copper hair, suddenly spoke out. Immediately, Coco spun around and placed her hand on her hip.
"Fox, just because you're jealous that I slapped another guy's butt doesn't mean-"
"Coco!" Fox spluttered, his face turning red. Coco simply grinned at the boy, before returning her attention to Yin.
"Now the, where was I?"
"By Oum…" Yin muttered, disbelief in his voice. "I never thought that they'd be another one like her..."
Cassian stifled a laugh behind his hand.
Weiss forced herself to her feet. Her legs were shaking, her breath came out ragged. Glancing at the screen, she noted that she was down in the red, with perhaps 20% of her aura remaining. Winter on the other hand, hadn't taken a single unit of damage.
"Are you going to give up?" Winter's voice echoed through the stage. Her sister had barely moved from her starting position. She had once again crossed her arms over her bosom, accenting it. Weiss could hear wolf-whistles coming from the males in the crowd. "Answer me, little sister."
"A-a Schnee never steps away from a fight." Weiss gasped. She noticed that her aura wasn't regenerating. Apparently Winter's blow had a secondary effect that Weiss was unaware of.
"Well said." Winter smiled, before raising her hand into the air. Weiss could feel the temperature plummet. Above Winter's hand, a piece of ice begun to form. As Weiss watched, the ice grew in length, eventually becoming a crude spear. Winter grabbed the spear and gave it a few twirls, before holding it point down behind her back. "Now then, show me the fruits of your training, little sister."
"Colonel." Cassian tore his eyes away from the arena and looked at Coco. "I have a question."
"Yes Ms. Adel?" The leader of Team CFVY seemed to scrutinise Cassian for a moment.
"First, are you dating Winter?"
"I don't comment on my mistress' personal affairs."
"Is calling Winter your mistress a kink thing?"
Yin snorted, while Cassian remained impassive.
"As I told Ms. Xiao-long when she asked me the same question this morning, calling Ms. Schnee mistress is a sign of respect."
"I think you're lying about the dating thing, but whatever." Coco leaned her back against the bannister. "People have a right to their secrets."
"Whatever you say Ms. Adel."
"By the way, did you know that the currents odds on this match are four to one in Winter's favor?"
"Well, considering the current aura gauges, I'm not surprised." Yin rested his chin on the bannister. "Winter is completely dominating this match."
"So is it a lost cause then?" Coco asked, directing her question at Cassian.
Cassian smiled and shrugged his shoulders. He would never say it out loud in public, but Cassian had an odd feeling that the match was far from over.
After all, every Schnee he'd met so far had inhuman tenacity when it came to battle.
Why would Weiss be any different?
Winter watched as her sister took her combat stance. She could have taken Weiss out in an instant with her spear, but Winter wanted to enjoy this fight. Twirling her spear around, Winter waited for Weiss to attack. Winter had already calculated every possible move Weiss could make to strike her with Myrtenaster. Front, up, left, right. If Weiss attempted to strike Winter with her blade, she would find herself on the receiving end of a brutal counter attack.
To her surprise, Weiss didn't even attempt to lunge forward. Instead, numerous glyphs suddenly surrounded Winter.
"Hmm." Winter looked around. She didn't recognise a single one of the glyphs. "Interesting. You increased the number of glyphs you can draw, did you not?"
A blur to Winter's right indicated that Weiss had moved. Winter immediately lifted her spear to block, only to stumble sideways from the sheer force of the strike.
Before Winter could properly recover, she noticed another blur to her left. This blow was also guarded, albeit barely. As Winter regained her balance, another attack came in from above. Then below. Then right. Then left. Each attack came even faster than the last, with each of Winter's blocks only barely parrying the attacks in time. Weiss was nothing but a blur, moving between each of her glyphs in a seemingly random pattern.
Winter's eyes widened in surprise at the ferocity and speed of Weiss' assault. The smile on her lips grew larger, even more so when one of Weiss' strikes slashed her cheek open, drawing blood.
"Not bad little sister." Winter grinned, as she barely blocked another harrowing blow. In the next instant, a cut appeared on Winter's forearm. "Not bad at all."
In the corner of her eye, Winter noticed her aura gauge being to slowly drop.
"Go Weiss!" Ruby cheered. Next to her, Blake waved a tiny flag with RWBY printed on it. Yang however, was shouting Weiss' name through a loudspeaker that she'd pulled from nowhere.
"WEISS WEISS WEISS!" Yang yelled, causing Blake to wince and move away from her teammate. "WIN WIN WIN!"
"Wow." Sun watched as Weiss bounced between her glyphs, her speed increasing with each bounce. Winter, in the centre, was steadily getting more and more injured, her spear becoming more chipped and failing to block more blows under Weiss' ferocious assault. "That is one powerful technique."
"That's my snow angel." Neptune said with a grin. "Never doubted her for a second."
"Says the guy who was begging us to change his bet fifteen seconds ago." Sage muttered to Scarlet, who grunted his agreement. "Though, I didn't think Weiss was strong enough to go toe-to-toe with her sister."
"I guess there really is a difference between a Huntress-in-training and the CEO of a company." Sun commented. "I mean, we spar pretty much everyday now, especially with the tournament coming up."
"That's true. But-" Scarlet looked at the older Schnee. From his vantage point, he could see that Winter wasn't panicked in the slightest. On the contrary, she seemed to be...smiling? "-it could just be Winter hasn't gotten serious yet."
"What do you mean?"
"Well...she hasn't taken her weapon out-"
A sudden explosion rocked the arena, the resulting air wave forcing all of the audience to avert their eyes.
"...woah." Coco's eyes widened behind her sunglasses. "That's her weapon?"
"It matches her." Yin commented.
"Indeed." Yatsuhashi nodded in agreement.
"S-scary." Velvet muttered, hey eyes wide.
"Uh guys, blind guy here?" Fox looked around in confusion. "What exactly is Winter's weapon? And what's that whistling sound?"
"Sturm und Drang." Cassian replied. His face seemed unfazed, but thin beads of sweat were running down his neck. Fox, with his superhuman senses, could hear his heart beating faster. Cassian was afraid. "The whistling sound, Mr. Alistair, is the sound of my mistress' whip wrapping around her at high speeds, protecting her from Ms. Schnee's attacks."
"A whip?" Fox let out a low whistle. "Kinky."
Cassian sighed, hoping to Oum that he didn't run into Yang after this.
"YES!" Yang pumped her fist in the air, her expression ecstatic. "IT'S A WHIP BABY!"
Behind her Scarlet and Sage (and to an extent Sun), were celebrating with hugs, high-fives and squeals, their fantasies realised.
"Um Blake." Ruby, a confused expression, turned to her book-wormish teammate. "Why is everyone so happy that Winter's weapon is a whip?"
Blake however, wasn't listening. Her face had a fervent blush over it, and she was muttering quickly under her breath. Ruby, moving closer to her teammate, just managed to make out what she was saying.
"That whip. Their relationship. This is just like the chapter where Genin Lyna is punished by her older sister Chunin Tanya for insubordination." Blake took a moment to wipe some drool from her lips. "Huehuhuehue…"
Ruby, her weirdo sensor having reached maximum levels, wisely decided not to ask Blake what she was talking about.
Weiss rolled on the floor, eventually managing to flip up and land on her feet. The force of the explosion from Winter's revealing of her weapon had been enough to ruin Weiss' concentration, dispelling the glyphs and hence sending Weiss shooting away from Winter.
"Not bad little sister." Winter commented. Weiss' eyes widened when she saw her sister's weapon.
Sturm und Drang was rotating at high speeds around Winter's body, effectively providing an impenetrable barrier around her sister. Weiss realised that had she not overshot and ended up where she was, she would have collided with the said barrier and taken serious damage.
"Oh?" Winter, noticing Weiss shocked expression, sighed. "Could it be that you did not intend to overshoot in the first place?"
"...maybe." Weiss held Myrtenaster in front of her, the tip pointed at Winter's throat. Her eyes focused on Winter's hands, preparing to read any incoming attack-
Something brushed past Weiss' cheek. In the same moment, Weiss heard an explosion behind her, followed by yells of shock from the audience.
"Tsk, tsk." Winter tutted, her right hand extended with Sturm und Drang's hilt gripped loosely in her fingers. Weiss could see Sturm und Drang in the corner of her eye, it having been the object that had rushed past her even faster than she could see. The explosion must have been the wall caving in from the impact of the whip's weighted tip. "You just died, little sister."
Weiss couldn't believe just how fast Winter had attacked. The whip had literally been a blur, moving at speeds beyond Weiss' ability to process. Looking at Winter's hands for indication of an attack had also proved fruitless.
"Crap." Weiss cursed under her breath. This was most definitely not good. Weiss watched as Winter flicked her wrist, causing Sturm und Drang to retract and lie on the ground. Weiss peered at the weapon.
Sturm und Drang was a whip consisting of numerous metal segments connected by a thick piece of wire, similar in nature to a chain whip. Unlike a conventional chain whip however, Sturm und Drang consisted of hundreds of tiny metal segments, giving it increased flexibility and versatility. At the weapon's tip was a small ornate piece of metal in the shape of an acorn. As Weiss watched, Winter turned a dial on the hilt. Immediately, red lines begun to glow along the whip and a crackling noise begun to emit from the steel.
"You must be joking." Weiss muttered, summoning a defensive glyph in front of her. "You have to be joking."
Winter's whip, now with fire dust running through its "veins", lashed out. Upon hitting Weiss' glyph, the whip seemed to explode in flame, dousing Weiss with heat. Had it not been for her shield, Weiss would have been immolated.
"[Multiple Dust Enhancement Whip] Sturm und Drang." Winter flicked her weapon so that it shrunk down in size. "Not quite as classy as your Myrtenaster, but I'm told it matches me." Twirling the dial again, Winter made her whip glow yellow. At the same time, the smell of ozone permeated through the arena.
Weiss summoned another glyph, only to wince when it was blasted to pieces. Electricity crackled and lightning flew from the point of impact. Acting on instinct, Weiss immediately created another barrier.
The whip cracked again, a green light shrouding the whip. Upon contact with the barrier, a blast of compressed air sent Weiss flying backwards. After bouncing a few times, Weiss came to a stop a dozen meters away from where she'd just been standing.
Instead of resting, Weiss immediately rolled to the right. A second later, the weighted tip of Winter's whip smashed down where her head had just been. Luckily, no dust had been embedded in the tip, otherwise Weiss might have actually died.
"This is ridiculous." Weiss huffed, getting up and brandishing her weapon. She noted that her hand was shaking. "Unarmed combat, Semblance usage, aura manipulation and weapons mastery? Do you not have any weaknesses?"
"No." Winter replied, a smirk on her face. Sturm und Drang lay on the floor in front of her, ready to be unleashed at any given moment. "Think of me as another obstacle that you need to surpass."
"More like the final boss." Weiss grumbled, using a term that she'd heard Ruby use to describe impossible situations. Suddenly, Weiss felt her vision blur slightly, before returning to normal. An indication that she was down to her last few dregs of strength.
"Well little sister?" Winter continued to stand there, unmoving. "Are you not coming?"
Weiss' answer was to stab Myrtenaster into the ground, summoning a wall of ice.
"Oh?" With a flick, Winter crushed the wall of ice. "Being sneaky now?"
Suddenly, a path of glyphs appeared to Winter's right. Out of the corner of her eye, Winter saw Weiss standing at the other end of the glyphs.
"Acceleration?" Winter pulled at her whip, preparing to strike her sister as she rushed towards her. To Winter's surprise, something was preventing her from retrieving Sturm und Drang. Looking back, Winter noticed Myrtenaster, it's blade stabbing through both her whip and ground, pinning it down. "Hoh."
Weiss suddenly rushed forward, her hand placement indicating that she aiming for a punch. Winter knew that there was no way for her to unpin Sturm und Drang in time to counter.
"Here it comes!" Coco shouted. "Hit her in the face Weiss!"
"Not a bad plan from Ms. Weiss." Yin noted, a smile on his face. "Perhaps this will end it."
"A final exchange, so to say." Yatsuhashi interjected.
"Oh Oum, please don't let her do anything over the top." Cassian mumbled, wiping the sweat from his brow.
"PUNCH HER HARD WEISS!" Nora yelled, causing Jaune to wince and step away. Team JNPR were seated at the front of the set of stands on the opposite side of Team RWBY.
"This is quite an end, is it not Ren?" Pyrrha's eyes seemed to be glistening as she watched the build-up to the final exchange.
"It is, yes-" Ren's eyes narrowed as he saw Winter drop her weapon and take an unarmed combat stance. "-wait, is that-?"
"Oh crap." Cassian immediately averted his eyes upon seeing Winter take a familiar stance. "This is going to hurt."
Weiss found herself floating in the air.
Right before she'd struck Winter, her sister had, through some technique, redirected Weiss so that she'd been sent into the air. At the same time, Winter had somehow managed to reduce Weiss' acceleration, so that she was now peacefully floating in the air.
Winter's face suddenly appeared in Weiss' spherical vision. A serene expression was on her face as she placed her palm in Weiss' stomach.
"Not bad little sister." Winter murmured softly. Weiss could feel a warmth beginning to build up at the two sister's point of contact. "But like I said before, Aura is a very dangerous weapon."
Suddenly, Winter's face turned violent. At the same time, Weiss felt herself accelerate downwards. The last thought she had before impact was:
This is going to hurt.
"MOTHER BISCUIT!" Yang shouted, averting her eyes as Weiss was smashed into the ground. The ground underneath Weiss buckled and broke, cracks spreading across the entirety of the arena and even the walls. The wind created by the blast was enough that several front-row students had actually been sent stumbling backwards.
Blake winced and pressed her bow (along with her hidden ears) against her head. The cracking noise that had emitted from Weiss' body at the moment of impact had been harrowing, to say the least.
Ruby simply stared agape at the battlefield, unwilling to believe that an older sister could do that to their younger sibling.
Weiss looked up at the arena ceiling. Pain permeated every cell of her body. She wanted to scream, but found that she didn't have any energy to do so. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see that her aura gauge was completely depleted. Winter's however, had only been cut down by a third.
In spite of this however, Weiss found herself smiling.
A third against her monster of a sister?
That was pretty damn good in Weiss' book.
Quite a spar huh? I can't imagine Yang doing this to Ruby if they ever fought. Really illustrates the difference in sibling relationships doesn't it?
Anyways, the next chapter will be good, as it details both Weiss and Winter's love lives! That means Cassian and Winter finally talk it (or fight it) out!
Ferris