Soooooo, I'm a procrastinating piece of crap. Although, I'm on my last college year, and the wark was killing me last semester. I had a lot of things to do and did none of them.
THEN, when I finally got my shit together, I lost this Chapter because my computer apparently doesn't like me enough, so I had to rewrite ALL OF IT, even if its barely 2k words. In honesty, this one is better than the original.
(also, about Week Lovers, I'm kinda writing it atm)
Right after they jumped to the ground, the mounted guns in the giant wall started to shoot dust shells in order to reduce the number of Grimm assaulting the kingdom.
Weiss landed on the ground under the thunderous sound of the cannons firing and the screams of the Grimm closing the distance to them.
"So, how are we doing this?" she asked to Qrow while taking Myrtenaster from her belt.
"Hunters and robots on the ground, the troops are going to stay up there and pick the rests." He changed his weapon to gun mode and shot the closing mass of Grimm, hitting it in an explosive mess. "3 for the count" He said smiling, putting his weapon in scythe form and running in the direction of the Horde.
Winter fell by her side and ran behind Qrow to give him support.
"Weiss! Stay close to someone! It's easier to die alone!"
Weiss heard someone falling from the walls next to her and gave it a look.
A brawny man over two meters tall looked at her with an ear-to-ear grin while tying his long brown hair in a ponytail.
"So, partners for the day?"
Weiss rolled her eyes.
"I don't see much choice. Try to not fall behind." She said walking in the direction of the Horde.
The man next to her cracking his knuckles and warming his shoulders following her walking for a moment, then sprinting in the direction of the Grimms laughing like it was just another day at the park.
The man jumped about 10 meters in the air, his gauntlets flaring with aura and dust as his fist went down straight to a Deathstalker head, an explosion of high-pressured air resounding along with the cries of the monster as the under part of his body exploded showering the dirt with black blood and guts.
"AHAHAHAHA! Time to dance, suckers!" he screamed getting himself in the middle of a Beowulf mess, sharp spikes extending from his gauntlets, its tips glowing green with the flaring Wind Dust as he stabbed and slashed trough the Grimms, his arms already dark from the blood gushing out of the grim he defeated.
Weiss continued walking, just to meet an Ursa Major in front of her. The Ursa lowered its arm to slash Weiss, who, with a simple move of her fingers, created a glyph, blocking the attack.
The dust cylinder on Myrtenaster rolled to unlock the ice dust guarded inside her rapier, the blade glowing in a light blue light. She jumped and just as fast as a second, she stabbed the Ursa a couple of times, pillars of ice forming from the places where she pierced the black fur, passing through its body and impaling other monsters behind it.
A pack of 10 Beowulfs dawned on her from the right, the chamber rolled again, this time selecting the Fire dust. The blade turning red from its pale silver form, and she slashed the whole pack, knocking every one of them out of her way, aside from the Alpha, who jumped with its fangs open ready to eat her whole.
Weiss conjured another glyph on top of where the Beowulf would be in moments, and when she could smell the tainted smell of rotten victims in its mouth, a large armored arm pushed the Grimm head in the ground, a giant sword cutting its head and soaking Weiss's boots with black blood.
The armored knight reborn from her semblance got up, a Deathstalker coming into his direction. The barrel on Weiss's rapier rolled again, Wind dust selected. She conjured another invocation glyph in the middle of the white invocated knight, the glyph cloning itself, with one of them shooting down and the other up, right before disappearing.
The White knight resonated with the magic cast in him, his whole body and sword gaining a green tone. He took a position like a runner, and dashed in the direction of the Deathstalker, cutting the monster in half, its entrails gushing out of his body and starting to evaporate.
Weiss ran towards the giant knight, rapier in hand striking any Grimm that dared to get to close to her.
"Bourreau, focus on the Deathstalkers!"
The knight gave a small nod and dashed towards the nearest Deathstalker.
Weiss turned around and dashed in the direction of the man with spike-gauntlets. She saw him in the distance, but another Alpha stoop in her way.
"Tsc."
Its claw descended in her direction from the left, only to be stopped by her blade. She slide to her left avoiding a kick from the beast, casting a glyph under the Grimm she created a gravity bump that threw the Beowulf into the air, then another that crushed him in the ground painting the floor with dark Grimm rests.
She saw a Boarbatusk rolling in her direction in the corner of her eye. A glyph was casted on front of her and stopped the black monster from hitting her by a few steps, but she didn't had the time to finish it, as two Ursas did a pincer attack on her. She cast another glyph under herself and umped 6 meters into the air. The dust chamber on Myrtenaster rolled again and she picked Ice dust as she fell towards the two enemies, creating an ice coffin that engulfed everything in a radius of 30 meters.
She turned around only to see a horrendous scene.
The man with the gauntlets that dashed into the fight right before her was pinned between two Deathstalkers so old that one had an extra pair of pincers with extra bone plates cracked from the fight and the other had two tails, one of them missing its sting.
The bad thing though was the Alpha jumping from the blind spot of the man and pinning him down on the ground, roaring angrily on the back of the fighting man. The Hunter tried to turn his body while cursing half of the world. He swing his arm and hit the side of the Alpha in a lucky strike, softening the grasp over him, but in the moment that he managed to turn himself up, he screamed in pain.
The Alpha's head was focusing on his lower body, his aura depleted. The man tried to kick the beast in the face, but his right leg missed the strike and was snapped up by the blood stained teeth of the Grimm. The Beowulf twisting the man's leg in odd angles while trying to tear the leg from his body. One large and green-shining needle extended from the tip of his gauntlet and barely hit the Alpha's head.
But it was enough, the impact taking the monster away from his now useless leg.
Weiss watched amused from the distance, not even leaning to help him while words from her life in Vacuo resonated in her head.
"The victory is in strength. If you can't survive in your own, you don't deserve to live."
The man's leg totally crushed, blood gushing out of the Beowulf's teeth marks while he tried to stand, trembling.
She walked calmly in the man's direction, parrying any other Grimm that dared to get to close to her while talking to herself.
"And the whole thing happens again."
The Hunter rolled up front when the Deathstalker with two tails tried to stab him with its stinger, he got a foothold while kneeing in the front of the giant scorpion mouth and punched it, black blood spraying over him while the Grimm fell onto the ground and started to dissolve.
"HA! YOU FUCKING ASSHO-!"
He never finished his sentence as the Deathstalker with four claws swung its stinger into the man' back, stabbing it through his whole body as he coughed blood, his eyes widening for a moment and flickering lifeless.
Two Beowulfs started to eat his body in the same moment, the Hunter's body a mere lump of meat in the eyes of the monsters.
The old Weiss would probably freeze if this happened in front of her, but the 9 months in Vacuo's slums had cleaned the innocence from her soul.
"Bourreau."
In the distance, the invoked knight got up from the remains of some Grimm and perked his elm in the ex-heiress direction, turning itself and running at its master.
The Deathstalker with four claws advanced in Weiss' direction, pinching its bloodied claws menacingly, but maintaining its distance from his target, as if he acknowledged her as a strong enemy.
Weiss, however, didn't even blink as the Grimm closed to her, the white armored knight closing the distance behind her.
The knight, running to his master, cracked. His armor falling apart, as if the summoning losing its power. The Deathstalker saw a chance and tried to pierce her body as he had done with the previous Hunter.
His sting hit the middle of her chest, although it did just this, hit. It had stopped before piercing the human body that it targeted.
A white barrier protected Weiss's chest, a barrier that expanded through her body. Chest plate, gauntlets, cuisses, the light covered her, enveloping her body in the same knight armor that her pawn used.
She grabbed the Grimm' tail with her right hand, holding the creature in the place with a tremendous force, prevenient of the armor that, now, covered her body.
The sword on her left hand also changed. No more it was the classic Myrtenaster, it was now a double-edged broadsword, with the revolver chamber that stored dust inside the hilt. She jumped from her position and struck the head of the Deathstalker, slicing it in two.
A few dozens of Beowulfs circled her as the Deathstalker started to dissolve, but she barely paid attention to them. She craved her massive sword on the ground, kneeling herself as a knight in front of his queen. The only thing that could be seen around her a moment later, was cold fog and countless Beowulf frost in a cold circle around Weiss.
A dark smile crossed her face as words appeared in her mind.
"There is no immutable power. Adapt yourself girl, or you will die."
As Weiss stood up, other Grimms started to advance over the white hell that she had created, passing over the frozen bodies of dead Beowulfs in her direction.
The revolver dust chamber clicked, her sword and armor turning into a pale shade of green, and she disappeared in the wind, slashing the mobs one after another, as if there was nothing in her way.
After a full minute, there was nothing but blood and entrails in the place were she stood.
However, when she was starting to dissipate her magic, Weiss felt something, like electricity running through her spine.
She was tutored in the last year to trust in her instincts, they were the line between life and death in this world. But this time her instinct was telling that there were more Grimm. Far more Grimm than anyone expected.
The Horde was mostly destroyed, but the trees fell to the ground, screams of evil creatures filled the wall again and the Hunter gaped at another Horde running to the battle, this time a much more powerful force compost basically of Deathstalkers and Ursa Majors.
"Fall back!" Qrow's voice screamed over the communicator in her ear "We need to reorganize and hold until reinforcements arrive!"
"There are no reinforcements Qrow!" her sister's voice ringed as well.
"Then just fall back, we already lost too many Hunters, and the remaining aren't exactly on condition to fight!"
She saw them running back to the Wall while a Deathstalker summoned by Winter delayed the monsters, while Qrow shoot his remaining Dust shells.
Weiss clicked her tongue as they were getting in the Wall. She had not moved an inch to avoid the Creatures.
"Weiss! What are you doing?! Come back here!" her sister's voice ringed in her ear.
"Worry not sis. This is finally a challenge that deserves my power."
She stuck her enlarged Myrtenaster on the ground, in a defiant stance, and conjured a ridiculous big magic.
A white light pierced the grounds from below, like she was conjuring a sun from hell.
"Now, let my army join this fight." She said with a devious smile.