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This one might be a little late. I got hurt recently. Not seriously hurt but enough to deter my attention. I think my last chapter was on… nope I forgot. Anyway I have a few days to myself. Since this is Weiss last chapter for the intro arc I might be a little more inclined to write more. It's just kinda hard to make something interesting happen with Weiss current state. Irithyll is a pretty straight forward place until after Pontiff Sulyvahn or you head down the distant manor. And that's for later. So, i mean… Yeah. And Blake is going to have her share of dark souls soon too. I guess I can see why it was hard to write for Weiss. There's like no ideas. But I've got a couple. Also, I didn't actually know the process of how grimm came to be until recently. Also that they don't need to eat. I didn't know that either. But what really confuses me is how the fictional types of grimm came to be. I mean, Roman was eaten by a Griffon type grimm. And the wyvern as well. Either the grim change upon becoming grimm ot that thing was an actual fucking dragon before it was a grim. Team rwby might as well be living in Ragnarok if that's the case. Same for the griffin. And the two legged lizard things… I wouldn't put that past unbelievable though. A robot girl did save Ruby from a truck so I don't see why that would be surprising. Alright that's about all I've got. More at the end.

Weiss snapped to attention. She felt different. Numb almost, but there was a new feeling. Some new experience binding in her chest. This was among many new things she noticed. She was no longer hungry, or cold. She felt no tire. As if nothing was straining her body. No need to rest. Not even the need to stop. It all felt different. And her skin…

She held her hand in front of her. Small traces of dim firelike light traced across her body. They bend a streaked in her vision as she traced them across her wrist, down to her sleeve, and even down to her skirt.

"What the", Weiss started. She looked confusedly down at her clothing. It was mended. The area where it was completely torn before was now undamaged. No blood, no tears no dirt. Nothing was wrong with it. Except that now she was covered in these small streaks of glowing light. That didn't seem to bother her. She stood from where she had appeared from. She was closer to the fire then she remembered. The fire Anri had lit.

"Anri!", Weiss shouted turning around. He was nowhere to be found. The spot where he once stood was now void of his presence. The entire area seemed indifferent otherwise. Even the statues in the corner. She stared at them oddly. What the city was planning to do with so many statues around she didn't know. In fact she found them creepy.

"Ah-choo-"

Weiss sneezed. She covered her face regardless of there being nobody around. Along with many other things, she felt she wasn't alone. Looking to the entrance she decided against it. She was capable, but there were a lot of enemies out there. She looked to the right. There was a set of stairs going who knows where. Regardless if there were enemies that way too, at least they wouldn't be expecting her. She did have some new kind of feeling in her being. It'd be better not to risk such things. She didn't know if what happened to her was good or bad yet.

Anri had called it a curse. But she felt different. Not bad exactly, in fact her aura felt completely intact. Maybe even more than than that. It felt significant. Like it was stronger. More potent. She couldn't put it into words. But it was different.

Anri had also said something about the fire. And souls. He said many things. Weiss couldn't exactly put all the pieces together yet. What he did say was that the fire would guide her. She looked back at the fire. The sword stuck straight out of the ashes still burning. The tiny bonfire looked odd to Weiss. It no longer looked like a thing of warmth. It looked like something she connected with. Something she understood. She didn't know what the force was that persuaded her to go this way, but she looked away from the fire, and went down the stairs.

It was rather quiet. The one thing she heard was the click of her heels making their way down the stairs. When she met the bottom there was just an open doorway. The mashed terrain forced up against her vision. It looked like what used to be a cliff. Then there was nothing but rubble. Sticks stones and dirt all smashed into piles. She had not idea what anything here used to be. No even remotely close idea. She figured it was better this way. The flame would guide her. She wouldn't have to make sense of the mismatched surroundings anymore.

Taking a right she continued down another small set of stairs. There was no other direction to go really. To the right, another set of stairs. She hoped there wouldn't be an excess of these stairs. She was more than capable of handling it. But walking in heels on stairs would get annoying after a while. Her tolerance for such was high seeing she does combat in them, but judging by how ridiculously high this place could reach she may have to take them off at some point.

And to her left… Weiss was still for a moment. She heard shuffling at the far end of an alley. She approached with caution, and Myrtenaster drawn. The closer she got the louder it grew. Not loud enough to hear the grunting behind her.

She quickly flicked her sword behind her in an arc. The once invisible being groaned and slumped over dead. It brandished a small dagger which it was likely planning to run her through. She hadn't taken much time to look at them. They were black as coal and wore pale grey rags for clothing. Either they were freezing along with starving or the lack for need of heat and food affected them also. She would have to make sure not to end up like them.

There was a scruff at the end of the alley. Her attention turned back to the sound. There were figures hunched over something. The clicking of her heels stopped. The sounds were clear now. They were coming from these two figures hunched over a body. But they weren't human. They had the appearance of dog at first. A sickly almost dead dog. The rest was horrible. Their head was replaced with an unproportioned human head. One that looked like the skin was the last thing that stuck to the bones. The sight almost made Weiss sick. But the feeling lurching inside her stopped, and she swiftly ended them.

It was fast. One swift arc cut across their body then they fell. Right as a bark sounded behind her a bight forced down on one of her arms. "Aghh!", she shouted in pain. Mustering up the resolve she had,she brought her arm over and stabbed the creature through. Its body lurched and yelped as it gave its final breaths. The creatures eyes glowed faintly blue, then darkened. The holes in which the light took place were now empty.

Weiss looked to her arm. Frost had formed where the thing had bit her. She brushed her hand against it and it slowly thawed and flaked off. Weiss knew the properties of dust. It could be used as a raw source of elemental energy. It could be woven into clothing. In rare cases it can even be infused into someone's genetics (yes that is a canon explanation). Yang had the traits of fire in her hair, despite her semblance being composed of something irrelevant to fire. If these creatures were on a level similar to that power, she would have to keep extra aware of the things she was attacking.

Turning around from the dead end alley she continued down the set of stairs. It was very dark inside. Darker than she should be able to see, but her body seemed to resonate a glow. Not a fiery glow like her skin and clothes gave off. It seemed dimmer. Pale almost. She payed it no mind. What she did mind was down below. Tons of glowing white eyes staring up at her. Weiss was a bit fearful at first, but she knew these creatures. They were frail, weak slow. But they would try to kill her nonetheless.

Yes… KILL…

The words crashed into Weiss' mind. They were as loud as a whisper but hurt with the power of an booming explosion. Soon Weiss was left grasping at her head as a ringing took over with the darkness surrounding her.

Weiss fell to the ground, at least she thought. The light had failed her. And now darkness was everywhere. Suddenly a sound of screaming took over. She saw Blake. She screamed and fell over coughing blood darker than her hair itself. Stained with blood she clutched her heart and screamed. Then her view was ripped away. She Jaune battling some form of darkness as another scream sounded. Yang was there suddenly. Bloodied and blazing brighter than she'd ever seen her she lashed forward and attacked Weiss, as Weiss cut her down. She yelled in pain, before exploding in a flash of light. Weiss now lay coughing up blood of her own. She looked up just in time to see Ruby. She looked different. Her passionate immature partner now had the determination of killing in her eyes. They showed no pleasure. No sadness. No fear. Just cold determination.

Weiss gulped and coughed on her own blood. Leaning on her right arm, she failed to stand to her feet, and fell back to her arm and her knees. Clenching her hand to her heart she moved it towards ruby before she shouted. "Ruby!"

She couldn't find her words. Ruby lunged forward with her scythe about to slash into her and then-

"HuuuuuHHHH- Gahhaghgh!", Weiss' breath returned to her. Light crashed into her eyes as her body came back to her again. She fell from her standing spot and collapsed on her knees. She coughed violently although nothing was blocking her breathing. Her head screamed in protest as she lost the strength to stand reality for the moment. Finally her breathing slowed down and her eyes began to register where she was. Air surfaced in her eyes and the blood vessels recided. She was no longer where she was. She was before a large set of stairs, leading up to the big church she had seen from before the bridge. Coughing a few more times she seemed to stabilize her breathing.

Weiss could tell this was going to be a problem. Between things stopping her breathing and shouting she could tell these things may only get worse. She stood up as she realized she didn't recognise the area. She hadn't gotten this far. She had just made it to a dark tunnel where the eyes were. Then… then she killed them all.

The memories came flooding back to her. The black beings were crawling all around her. She had put down every one of them. Then the the ladies in the water, the centipede bodies they had, the knights. One shot at her, and had managed to hit her. She didn't stop for care. She had killed those ones two. On the way up here she had killed more of those dogs, those horrible dogs! And more of the people with blackened skin. It's like they were burned into her memory from events she couldn't remember. But they were in her mind clearly. Why had she gotten here? Why had she become this way?!

Weiss breathing went from coughing to gasps. A single tear fell from her eye before she became orient again. She got a grip on herself and calmed down before she wiped her eyes. She looked at her clothes. They were bloody and ragged, obviously from combat. They were obviously manageable but still, they were close to ruined. Her once white attire now just looked a dingy grey color. And partly torn. Aside from that she realized her shoes were now gone. They likely got caught wading through the water on the way here. What she didn't recognise was something new.

She held a small cloth in her left hand. Standing up she slowly examined it and recognised the blood on it. She had wiped the blood off of her weapon with it during the fight with some person she failed to recognise. She had some form of magic and claws. Why she had attacked her Weiss didn't know. But Weiss thought she would have attacked her anyway in her previous state. But the cloth… the cloth came from one of the knights. They were clad in silver armor, with eagle like wings atop their helmet. And behind them was a small cape. A small beige cape. And she had removed it from their armor. It was clutched tightly as a means of wiping the blood from her weapon.

She stared at the piece of cloth for a moment. This piece likely once carried a piece of pride. And she had dethroned it in a sense from a knight, just fulfilling his duty. Weiss unraveled it delicately. She didn't know if the knight was akin to humanity like herself, or even faunus for that matter. What she had done wasn't out of a rampage. It wasn't out of some hate. It was out of something she couldn't control. She had dishonored a knight during so however. And she killed the rest.

This wasn't your fault. You didn't decide to do this. Something took over you and that's why you don't remember those things. You don't remember these things. But she does.

Weiss looked to herself in her current state. She had made her like this. Whatever conscious other version of Weiss had taken over clearly wasn't her. She was a human. Not a monster. Not like those beasts.

She took the cape and brought it over her neck. She wrapped it around herself gently letting the length fall behind her. It was easily torn from when Weiss had slashed it off. It didn't fall the whole length down her back, so she decided to use it temporarily as a scarf of some kind. She didn't feel the cold as much as she used to but she would brandish this as a token for the knight. For his duty. His kinship. His honor. It was the least she could do. She had dishonored him before death. It was the least she could do to remember him. Or her. She didn't know.

She began her ascent up the steps and stopped suddenly. The cold touching her feet surprised her, then she remembered she no longer had shoes of any kind. She didn't want to have to steal from another fallen knight. So she sucked it up and proceeded up the steps to wherever this church lead.

As she neared the top she heard clashings of metal. The sound of armor being pierced, weapons rebounding, then the blood spilling. Fearing the worst she rushed to the top to see what had caused these noises. There were two of the tall knights she had faced before. On had a large scythe to match its size. The other had the same weapons as the knights she faced before. She noticed they did not look like the knights she had gotten the cape from. They were both squaring off against two assailants she had yet to recognize. One wore dark fabric armor, some of it made of a dark leather. His hat was similar to an eastern hat. Not exactly a sun hat but…

Weiss didn't know a lot about hats. He had two short swords and a short bow on his back. He appeared to be squaring off with the knights. He was quite dexterous, not as much as Ruby but closer to Blake or herself. He was quick to dodge and lashed out quickly at each one with finesse. He was clearly trained for this. What he was doing here and how he got here she actually didn't know. With a quick slash and lunge he dispatched the knights and they fell to the ground. He did appear to be tired but not incredibly hurt.

Weiss approached him cautiously. "Excuse me", she said. She tried not to come off to assertive seeing as though she was somewhat bloody and had a weapon. He turned to look at her but didn't speak. He only met her eyes. "By any chance do you understand me?", she asked. He gave a simple nod and small "Hm", as confirmation. He turned to look at the church before him. "Are you headed in there?", she asked again.

He nodded again. Before Weiss could ask why, another figure appeared from a distance. They came from seemingly nowhere but Weiss had seen the stairs coming around the other side. Weiss had assumed she had just been dealing with enemies not unlike herself or the person in front of her. They had a very similar set of clothing on, also wearing a hat and hood of some sort, although pale grey in color. For such a cold area it didn't make sense to Weiss that they wore these clothes. It looked as if they were foreigners from the east. Perhaps they weren't from here either. But their look carried a sense that they were definitely not from Remnant's half.

She gave a small bow as Weiss approached, now a little more comfortable. For such odd gestures they seemed to not be a threat.

It wasn't until now that she noticed the wall. The fog wall there was a massive wall of fog completely covering the entrance to the church. She could only assume it was a church, the architecture here was scarce on Remnant. Seemingly unphased by the opaque fog the two approached. Weiss was confused why they were walking blindly into the church."Wait, why are you heading in there?! You have no idea what could be on that other side!"

They were unphased by her words as well. The one in black simply raised his sword in gesture pointing forward. Almost as if ushering a challenge. The other…

"Wait-", Weiss spoke. The other simply nodded and brought a staff of some sort out. Seemingly from nowhere she summoned some kind of mass into the air. It appeared in a few spots above her and seemed to follow her movements. Then, like the other walked right through the fog.

Weiss stood rather confused and struck with stillness.

I killed that person. Right after the knight…, Weiss thought.

She touched the scarf in remembrance. She felt confused more than anything else. Had she imagined killing them? If so then why did she remember doing it before ever seeing them? Weiss gritted her teeth in frustration. She still hadn't found Anri, and after seemingly going on a killing spree she was now seeing a person she had tried to kill. Things weren't adding up. Weiss wanted to know why she had done that. And more importantly how the person was still alive.

"Ugh. Goddamnit!", Weiss shouted. Without much other choice for an answer she followed suite to the others.

She stopped before the entrance. The fog wall was massive. What it held behind it she didn't know. She primed Myrtenaster once more and touched the fog. She held her hand there briefly for a moment before taking a deep breath.

Breathing in, then out, Weiss opened her eyes and steeled herself for what may come.

"Please let there be some answers later", she said to herself. Weiss was not one to talk to herself, but when she did, it was genuine. She desperately could use some answers as to what's going on. All these things were happening so suddenly, and there was no one else to help her understand. She would have to do that alone.

And alone, she stepped into the fog wall, preparing for whatever was on the other side. Preparing for anything.

pat pat pat

Her feet only seemed to make to silence more abundant. Crossing the fog she open her eyes. On the other side was the two she just saw outside. They stood still, ready for what lay ahead. Weiss looked at the two as they suddenly began walking forward. Still not understanding she followed forward. At the far end of their path was another person. Weiss couldn't make out their exact details, but was stunned at how large the being was. They were several bodies taller than herself nevermind heads. In their left hand, a large greatsword regular looking enough. In the other hand another greatsword of somewhat bigger size. It held a gold like color to it, so it likely held some powerful metal in its creation.

The being walked forward, just as slow as they did. The massive swords not faltering in position. Weiss only assumed the worse. This thing would try to kill them. She knew it. She held Myrtenaster at ready, waiting for someone to make any sudden movement. The two beside her seemed to tense. Weiss took notice of this. Perhaps she was underestimating this person. He was clearly outnumbered, and possibly out weaponed. She had seen only a small amount of what the beings from this half were capable of. If this being was on par with what she expected, he could quite possible overpower them. She had a new sense of caution she hadn't felt present before.

She would have to adapt. She never fought with these people before. She may even know how to kill one at this point. The thoughts still confused her. But she needed to focus right now. And that seemed to be something she was having a hard time with right now. The closer she got the more thoughts seemed to steer her focus away. The sense of a threat was growing. Just what kind of power did this person contain?!

The person stopped, and brought his foot back. He was readying for an attack, she knew it. She stopped and her eyes widened as the two seemed to keep their pace. "Wait!", she shouted. It didn't even seem to slow them down. Now it was too late. Time seemed to slow at the person lashed forward. Weiss literally flipped out of the way. The other two stood ready to take the hits.

It slashed forward, its swords now glowing. One on fire, the other a dark purple. It swept right at the one in black, managing to keep his position. It spun around and slashed at the one in pale with both swords, sending it across the way into benches right to the left of Weiss. They broke under the person's body effortlessly. This gave Weiss an idea of just how hard they were hit. Still, the pale one rose to their feet, as the masses around them shot forward to the large one. It only made them flinch. But to flinch someone so large clearly took a lot. And Weiss knew it'd take much more to die.

It resumed its assault on the black one. Weiss really should have picked up names. Describing this fight is disorienting. He rolled under the massive swords, barely dodging the auras they hold. The giant one seemed to not care the small twin swords cutting into him. The slashes spilled a little blood. Surely there would be more. The flaming sword came down, and down again. He staggered on the first blow, the completely collapsed on the second. The pale on attacked from behind with a glowing dark masses hit once more. The pale one seemed to recite something before sending the attack. Words she could not understand, but somehow had meaning to Weiss.

Affinity

Weiss was still. Shocked at everything happening, she had yet to see this combat scenario before. Except in…

Darkness took over Weiss again. Then it lifted, only enough to see.

I know this place, Weiss thought. She looked up. The large window sending light into the blank room right on top of...

The Atlass knight

The knight rose from its kneeling. The great sword in hand towered over her. The knight took a stance then attacked without hesitation. Weiss dashed back, then forward. She ran through the motions exactly as she did before. The glyphs appeared in the same place, each attack struck the same area. Then as each slash, swish and stab connected, the illusion left. And suddenly the knight's sword was in place of the giants. Weiss conscious took over as her attack faltered and the flaming sword connected with her directly. She was sent flying away crashing into the ground, just like the pale one had. Then she was sent back into darkness.

She rolled and smacked against the floor of the empty room once more. Blood trickled down her face. Her scar was fresh just like before. She stood up and attacked. The knight suddenly vanished once more. Her sword thrust right past the giant man and she fell to her knees. The sword came down and a flash of purple slashed across her vision. The sword switched illusions, to the knights, then back. She tumbled to the floor. Tears building in her eyes. The sense of death was flashing through her being. She didn't want to die. The place changed scenery again. She was at the bridge, facing the six eyed monster. It clashed its jaws against her body and threw her aside. The creature roared, and charged at her with its mouth stretched far too wide.

Weiss shakily stood and closed her eyes briefly. "No!"

She swung her sword up in an arc of fire cutting straight through the beast. The illusion disappeared as her sword scraped against another. The flaming sword shifted against hers. Sparks flew as she smacked his sword away with her smaller weapon screeching in protest. The sword still held in his hand, stabbed straight into the ground. She failed to disarm him, but met his strength with her gaze somehow. She looked through her eyes, not breaking from her trans. She had entered that state again. She didn't fight it. She empowered it. She flushed her anger and fear out of her mind and met his face with eyes that weren't her own. The aura surrounded her in a violent red light. Weiss was going to kill this thing, She wanted it. Screamed for it. Only his death would satisfy her bloodlust.

He regained his composure, and looked down upon her. His body shifted as if shocked by her sudden attack. He drew his sword from the ground and raised above his other shoulder as if to cut her down.

Kneel... to... Me!

His thoughts invaded her mind with the same shaking force as before. But Weiss remained unchanged. The red grew stronger as it flowed through and around her. It was him that sent her into such distress as before. He was the one who gave her those visions. He was the only one who dared make her feel this way! She would not allow it.

"No.", She said, her voice louder than she realized. His flaming sword came down in an arc. Weiss cut right into his side, and cut around his backside in a turn. Weiss put more strength than she realized she had into that attack. She expected her sword to reach out of position, but her arm held it steady, ready for combat once more. He attacked straight across her. His dark great sword clashed against her barrier glyph, and sliding right across it. Her returned with another arc from his flaming greatsword into another solid glyph.

This one didn't falter in the slightest either, and his sword bounced off of it like a steel wall. Weiss summoned an ice glyph and struck straight toward his feet. The ice solidified around his legs and he stumbled into place unable to move. He raised his flaming sword, glowing brighter as the flame grew brighter than she could expect. Her eyes flashed another image. Weiss saw Yang under the highway. She had never seen Yang's hair become so bright. Her semblance had taken the damage she received and increased her strength tenfold. There was no Roman and Neo fighting amongst her team. Just herself and Yang preparing to attack her.

Weiss faltered only for a second. She didn't want to fight her team. She especially didn't want to hurt them. The red aura flickered and Weiss' determination was gone momentarily. Yang shot forward faster than she could even see, but Weiss returned back to her trance.

She knew this was an illusion. She wouldn't fail now. Not while she has this much strength within her! Weiss' eyes narrowed in frustration.

"You are not stopping me again!", she shouted in rage. A strange sensation shot through her eyes, and the illusion broke from her will. The flaming sword was still raised, but hit the ground with thunk. Weiss had struck straight through Yang's illusionary appearance, and toward his face. Her Myrtenaster pierced straight through the mail that covered his face, and she pulled it out in a slash. Blood splattered along the red carpet and stripped off her sword with a flick of her wrist.

His crowned head still rose to meet her eyes as she backed up. Her eyes widened in surprise as he survived the fatal attack. Dark blood ran down his branch themed mask, and on his crown. Weiss struck blood across him. His large robes were slashed and covered in blood, some of which was probably not his own. And his necklace matching the gauntlets on his arms fared no better. When Weiss withdrew her sword from his face she had cut off the necklace and it fell to the floor. She stared at the black rocks that decorated the sockets. Then her eyes widened in conclusion.

Weiss shook her head in amazement as she shook her hand holding Myrtenaster in front of her. Turning over her hand shakily she looked at the ring Anri had gave her. The ring had the same black iris shaped stone as the necklaces stones. The ring sent her into darkness repeatedly as Weiss grabbed and shook her head. The world faded in and out as she shook the darkness away from her eyes.

"Sop controlling ME!", she screamed in pain. After her shouting the blackness and dark left as she stood before the giant controlling her. "You can't control me! I'm stronger than you! You will Die!", Weiss shouted in her fading trance. And as soon as she shouted, the red aura left. And so did her trance.

Her sword raised now lowered shakily as she lost her bearings. She failed to see the giant raise the dark sword and thrust it past her.

She gasped as she saw the end of her life drawing near. Then the person dressing in dark clothing with swords selflessly pushed Weiss out of the way as the giant's sword struck right through him.

He cried out in pain shortly as the giant man raised his sword with him on it. Then in a flash of light a dark energy surged through the sword, and surged through him as well. The sword glowed a brighter purple and the man screamed in pain some more, until he easily flicked him off the sword, killing him. He gave one final breath after hitting the floor, then exhaled in release. Weiss watched his body disappear piece by piece in shattering light. A sharp and silent ringing in her ears sounded in his death.

She watched in shock as the giant shattered the ice breaking off his feet with one single sweep. Readying himself once more he crossed his swords across his body and walked over to Weiss menacingly. Each footstep shook her as the shock from death never left her eyes.

He tried to save me. And he did! What a stupid idiot! What a stupid- self righteous- idiot

Weiss' thought broke as guilt took over her. The giant stood before her readying to kill her.

He was slain by you fault… You, will die by MY HANDS.

He invaded her mind with thoughts once more. Then, he struck the ground with his sword. A shift in the atmosphere surrounded him as a darkness came from out underneath him. Weiss was too shocked to do anything, and failed to notice the pale one running towards her. He grabbed Weiss in an attempt to grab her and run away. The darkness spun in a shaky void and pulled them in. In an attempt to protect Weiss one last time, he shifted his weight and spun her sending her out of the spiraling darkness that consumed them. As Weiss fell to the ground the pale figure drew it's menacing looking weapon. A straight sword looking like it had several branches striking out in another sharp blade(morion blade) drew from his waist and was thrust straight into the giant persons chest.

The giant being looked to the pale one, and spewed some inhuman noise in and black frenzied explosion. Weiss had never seen such a thing. And as the being regained his stance, his body split into two, leaving in a pure form of dark light. It also readied in the same position. And as the dark void of the being raised above her, in wings it spouted more darkness. She looked to the real one and could see that it was easily giving it the same trait. Stepping back the real giant being looked to it's new creation. It flew above her ready to kill her at a moment's notice.

Weiss closed her eyes as time collapsed. Her mind raced at once. She saw Ruby, giving her encouragement. Blake and Yang were with her as well. Winter was there telling her to do better.

Come on Weiss get up!

You can defeat him, we know you can!

You've beat stronger guys than this! I know you can do it!

You'll have to do better if you want to succeed. Don't let things slow you down!

Weiss struck Myrtenaster to the ground and got on one foot. Her legs protested in strength.

Weiss started screaming. She clenched her fist and every fiber of her body screamed with her. A white glyph produced beneath her. It started failing in size. Its light shifting as it grew around her.

"I can do better!", she screamed. She hung her head. She had ran out of time. She had failed. Suddenly two loud crashes sounded in front of her. She rose her head tired, to see one: that the dark giant had slammed down into the ground in front of her. Its fiery explosion burst forward and burned her. She shielded her face from the heat as something came down in front of her and shielded her. Two: that the thing that had shielded her was a great, steel atlesian sword. And the one that wielded it was the Atlesian knight. She remained silent The giant knight stepped over her, firmly planting one foot on the ground with a large 'THUD', then came the other one.

The knight heavily hefted, and unsheathed the end of the sword from the ground. Weiss couldn't believe it. Her summon glyph had worked. But she needed aura to keep it. Standing slowly she witnessed her knight flick the dark giant back with its massive sword, the cut it straight through the middle and watched it crash to the other side of the room.

She hadn't needed to look elsewhere. She knew it wouldn't survive. Hastily she took the ring off her hand, as well as the scarf. She fed the scarf through the ringhole and then re-tied it around her neck.

"I don't need your power to do this", she said with her aura flaring. "You won't be taking anything more away from me."

Thud

Thud

THUD

The Atlas knight stopped in front of him. The once tall giant of a being now looked up in an expressionless face against the knight before him. He simply raised his two swords, challenging his new opponent to the death. The knight gripped its swords in both hands, and raised it overhead ready to end this.

The Giants swords lashed forward.

The Knight's sword came down.

'CLANG'

And that is the end of the chapter. Woohoo there is Weiss' introduction arc to dark souls. I hope you liked it. I really tried to make more happen in this chapter. As a result it may be slightly longer than the others, but idk between word count and page numbers. Anyway, it was a challenge. And I liked it! This poses another challenge as now I have to place Blake somewhere in particular. Hmm… Ok. I've got this.

Hope you guys look forward to the next chapter. If you can, I'd love some feedback. I am still a bit insecure about my writing so some criticism I think would really help! But if not, um, oh well. I got nothing. But still it would be great to know you're there. See ya :D