Eight years ago, Maya Borealis, from the naked eye, looked and acted as if she was the most absolutely ordinary child one could ever meet. She played ball with children on her street, met and talked with workers at local stores who would hand her pieces of candy for free from time to time. She even hated rainy days, wishing for the sun to appear so she could go outside and play hopscotch. She was you average child on the outside, but at night, all that seemed to change to a world filled with horror.
When darkness would fall across the sky, Maya would find herself training under a strict and relentless woman she came to know as her mother and punishment of harsh realities when she failed by the same woman. It was always the same old story: she was rescued from a poor village, one she would have undoubtedly died in, and brought her and raised with love and compassion by a woman named Valentine and her alter ego Val.
Not only was it just Maya who was brought in under the pink haired woman's care, but it was also a brother and sister who she came to know as Nihilus and Thanaton. Though she was never allowed to know the twins' origin, she knew it was something dark. The Aquilus siblings were definitely saved by Valentine from wherever they came from.
But while the two siblings usually kept to themselves and never left the abandoned building Valentine spent most of her days in, Maya came back and forth from a small house to the building. She may have been alone in the house during the day, but she enjoyed it. And at night when she went to the building, she would meet up with her mother and train until it was time for her to leave which would be when she would head back to the small house and sleep for the night.
It was the same everyday. Wake up, pretend to be normal, train, go to sleep, wake up and do it all over again. It all went easily, she grew up slowly having been told that stealing was fine as long as there was a good cause behind it, criminal activity was completely acceptable if you had a reason. And a revolution, well that was just enough to make a lonely girl who grew up in Mistral not knowing her parents to believe in.
There was just one simple thing she never could wrap her young mind around.
Murder.
She had heard her mother speak of it several times, explaining how people had to die for a new world to take place. Those in power would never let the world evolve if they did not die. But she still never understood it. And eventually, Valentine grew tired of that.
Ridder Gron was one of Maya's favorite combat instructors. Once a high ranking officer in Mistral's army, he soon found corruption in the fair Kingdom and left his position. Now a days, he could be found swindling money off any person of any age. Valentine picked him up off the streets one day, taking the man and giving him shelter and food in return for teaching her daughter how to fight. He became more of a parent to Maya than Valentine ever would.
"Come on, Mr. Grooon!" A young nine year old Maya groaned, glaring at the chess board in front of her. "Mother told you to go as hard as you can. You're suppose to be a master of strategy!"
Ridder shook his head, shaggy dark green hair hanging down as her wore a dark green suit. "Maya..." He trailed off, smiling as he raised his hand and picked up a pawn, placing it down. "I am child, I am. You're a rather impressive girl. You have the mind of a five star general and the combat skills of someone raised outside Kingdom walls. There is becoming less and less of what I could teach you."
"Pfff," She rolled her eyes. "Mother says I still have a long way to go before I can help her change Remnant."
"Indeed, I have." Valentine muttered, slowly stepping up towards the two.
Raising a hand, Ridder flashed a smile at her. "Ah, Miss Valentine, I was just explaining to your daughter how incredible she is. Young or old, she would impress all of my former crew members. I couldn't even imagine what more you need to have taught to her."
Nodding her head, the pink haired woman slowly looked over at her adopted daughter. "Well, I can't lie, she is rather impressive for not even hitting double digits. But she has a long way to go..."
"What more though?" His eyebrows raised up high.
"See, mother." Maya pointed over at Ridder. "He agrees too! I don't know what I'm not getting! I can fight toe to toe with some of your guys already and do crossword puzzles way better than them! What am I missing!? I'm ready to start a revolution!"
"No. You're not." Valentine took a deep breath. In the simple blink of an eye, her arm was outstretched with a small handgun in her hand. "There is one stupid thing you're not understanding." The barrel raised just between Ridder's eyes.
"H-H-Hold it..." He raised his hands up. "I haven't done a single thing wrong here. I've done what you asked. I've trained this little girl of yours to be your perfect partner, mentally and physically."
"No." She slowly looked over at him, her head tilting slightly. "You missed one very important detail."
The next second, there was a bang so loud that Maya would hear it for years to come. She jumped out of her seat, eyes wide as Ridder's body fell limp across the table. "M-Mr... Gron..." She gulped heavily, her eyes tearing up as her heart started to race.
Lowering down her weapon, Valentine looked down at the small girl before her. "You can't get close to anyone." She snarled to which Maya whimpered. "You have no idea who is going to die, when or where. If you are going to go to Haven and gain Lionheart's trust such as I have, you have to not get close to anyone. Including your team which you will be forced to become close to. They could die at any moment in our quest for a brighter world. Understood?"
Gulping heavily, Maya reached up to rub her eyes. "Y-Yes... m-ma'am..." She mumbled.
"Good." The pink haired devil turned on her heels, walking away. "Now clean up this mess and dispose of that piece of trash before it starts to stink."
"Y-Yes... ma'am..." Maya barely let out, slowly walking over to the other side of the chess board. She sniffed heavily, rubbing her eyes again. She couldn't help but tear up more at the sight of blood pooling. She shook her head, knowing how much more trouble she would be in if she cried. Ridder was a good man, even if he didn't seem like one. He was a good man to her.
Slowly, she reached over, taking her hand and shutting his eyes.
"I-I... I'm sorry..." She muttered very quietly under her breath, looking over at the chess board which the two were once playing. The pawn which Ridder has last placed down was knocked over, its white color stained in a bloody crimson red.
Now, in the present, Maya had her palms on the grass covered ground, spinning around as air picked up around her feet. She finally stopped her spin and kicked the air, a rapid rush of wind flying outward and slamming straight into Cheyenne.
The Faunus grunted, her arms crossed over her face as her feet skidded back against the dirt, dust kicking up. "Listen to me!" She shouted at the top of her lungs, panting softly. "I don't see your point in all this! Why do all of this!? Why let all these people die!? What could you possibly gain from killing hundreds!?"
She stared back at her twin sister, standing up straight with a deep breath. She glanced around some, reaching up and fixing the blue beanie on her head. "Because unlike you, I do what I am told, not matter what." Her head shot back towards her Faunus sister. "And I'm sorry to say you're in the way of what my mother wants. What I want." She darted forward.
Cheyenne grinded her teeth together, taking a deep breath as she tossed her arms down to her sides for emphasis. "But she isn't your mother! Whoever the hell raised you, she's not your mother! Your mother is my mother and she's dead!"
Maya skidded to a stop there, her arms slowly lowering just a tiny bit. "What...?" She muttered, her voice hushed.
She blinked a few times, slowly lowering her head down. "I meant to tell you before... but... I never found the right time to... I didn't even know how I would tell you... I really didn't even want to... I just-" She was gut off, a fist coming up and striking her in the chin. He head snapped upward, eyes wide.
"Shut it! She gave me away!" She snapped, eyes glaring harshly as her sister. She brought her other arm around, upper cutting with a harsh rush of wind. She snarled, backflipping and kicking upward with another blow of air. "Valentine saved me!"
Cheyenne groaned deeply, eyes shut as she was thrown up into the night air. Wind rushed past her face, her hair flying all around. With her teeth showing, she slowly opened one eye with clenched fist. "...Valentine..." She muttered softly to herself, letting the name etch its way into her mind.
The Faunus came crashing down, her back striking the ground with a heavy thud. All air was pushed from her lungs, her eyes widening as she gasped for air. With heavy coughing, she rolled over and pushed herself to her hands and knees. Slowly, she glanced over at her twin. "I'm sure mom loved you..."
"Then she wouldn't have given me away." Maya glared, baring her teeth. She took a few steps, raising her fist as rapid winds wrapping around them.
She then paused, hearing yelling in the distance. Familiar yelling. "What?" She raised her eyebrows, lowering her arms down. Her head snapped to the side, her light brown hair flowing softly.
"That... sounds like the Varken brothers..." Cheyenne panted, slowly pushing herself to stand.
Something flashed in Maya's eyes, her attention turning to the front of Beacon. She rounded the corner of the building they were behind, a hand resting on the side as she narrowed her eyes at the courtyard. Her eyes slowly widened, shoulders rolling back in shock.
"What is it...?" The Faunus slowly stumbled forward, an arm wrapped around her chest. Her body was aching like mad already and she barely had the strength to stand from the beating her twin sister had just given her, what worse could possibly happen?
Kris grunted, stumbling backwards with heavy breathing. She shook her short red hair, sweat forming and dripping down the side of her face. She raised her head, narrowing her green eyes as she held up her weapons. "I really don't like you..." She muttered.
The blonde in front of her chuckled softly, spinning around on her heels a bit. "You know, I can say the same for you." She grinned, red eyes piercing with a lust for blood. "You're nothing but a short little baby. And don't even get me started on your hair." She rolled her eyes.
Her eye twitched, clutching her candy canes extremely tight. "I... am going to rip your face off!" She shouted, pressing a button on her weapons as the blades shout out on the ends.
"You might want to wipe off that horrendous makeup first." Eri chuckled a little more, flinging her bladed gauntlet arms out. "Or I'll just give you a nice touch up myself! No need for your bloody double to do it! You'll die by my hands!" She moved a foot back. Taking off straight for the red head.
She barely had time to dodge, the sharpened edge of the blades slicing away at her crimson hair. She stumbled away, breathing as heavy as she could. "I will not die!"
"No, you'll perish. And no one is going to remember your ugly face!" Eri charged at her again, jumping up into the air and bringing her arms down.
Kris raised her weapons, making an x with them. There was a clink of metal as the weapons locked. She groaned deeply, her body slowly being pushed back from the sheer strength that the blonde before her possessed.
She chuckled, licking her lips with a wicked smile. "I am going to enjoy this." She muttered.
"Shut up!" The red head jerked back, sending her foot straight into the blonde's chest.
Eri stumbled back, growling softly. Her head jerked upward before she charged forward with incredibly speed.
When Kris went to dodge, she winced and shut her eyes, feeling the unmistakably sharpest weapon she had ever seen slide across her cheek. It wasn't deep, only a small scratch. Her aura should have been enough to protect her, but those weapons were definitely something else.
"Enough of this!" The blonde cried out, bringing her foot around. It struck Kris right where she had been cut, only making her winced more as she stumbled across the ground. Before she could get up though, Eri came crashing down on top of her, her elbow ramming into her rib cage.
The red head cried out in pain, rolling away while clutching her chest in pain. She coughed several times, groaning as her eyes clenched shut tight. That didn't last for long the, a moment later, three pointed blades were sticking out of her stomach. She blinked a few times, feeling nothing for a moment. She started, watching as blood slowly dripped down the sharpened metal and onto the ground. Her eyes then widened, filling with tears as she let out a scream.
"And now you die." Eri jerked her weapon out, aiming for the upper left side of Kris' chest. The red head collapsed on the ground, an arm holding her bleeding side tight. She looked up, on eye shut as she stared at her locker. She lowered her head down, closing her eyes. She let go of her weapons, holding out a shaky hand.
As the blonde drove both her weapons downward with a grin filled with enjoyment, it all vanished when a blur of green shaded wood unfolded into a human body on top of Kris, blocking the weapons. The blades went straight into it, lodging themselves in the wood as it lost its greed glow. Kris' arm fell flat on the ground as she panted.
"The hell!?" Eri snapped, pulling her arms up. As hard as she tried, she couldn't free her weapons from the wood.
"That's... the finest wood you'll ever find..." Kris muttered softly, lifting her head just a bit to glare back with one eye shut. "It's not going to break easily..."
Snarling deeply. the blonde released her gauntlets, letting the weapons and wood crash into the ground. "I'll still kill you..." She snarled as Kris gulped, trying to think of what to do next.
While Kris seemed to be having the worse day ever, Elise was having it far worse. Having no idea what she was up against, when she charged at the pink haired woman, she was easily blocked and thrown off to the side. Her feet were just centimeters away from the edge of the cliff.
"I honestly expected a lot more." Valentine sighed, shaking her head softly. "Shame."
"Shut up!" Elise snapped, bolting forward again. She clutched her rifle tight, gripping it like a baseball bat. She brought it around, aiming for her side and blinded by rage.
She sighed, reaching out and catching the gun with just one hand. "Disappointing." She jerked the weapon away, Elise's eyes wide as she lost grip.
The brunet growled, reaching for her baton as Valentine tossed her weapon aside. "Shut up!" She twirled her baton, holding it tight as she aimed for her face.
With another deep sigh, Valentine riased both her hands and caught it. Glaring back into Elise's green eyes with her own golden ones, she smiled, tilting her head. "You clearly have a death wish. You came to the right place." She brought her knee up, ramming it into Elise's chest.
She instinctively let go of her baton, stumbling back with wide eyes. She gasped, coughing as she tried to catch her breath. "D-Damn you..." She snarled.
"You should have let yourself fall off that cliff." She smiled back, tossing the baton away as she reached back and grabbed an arrow to notch onto her bow. She took aim, releasing it in a split second.
Elise ducked down, the arrow gliding through her hair. She ran forward, eyes ablaze with anger. She only took a few steps before she had to duck out of the way, barely missing another arrow. It came so close she could have sworn the tip of the arrow had a special design to them.
She shook her head, lunging forward. She wrapped her arms around Valentine, tackling her down. "I won't let you get away with hurting Kagami!"
"Oh dear," The woman with pink hair sighed, grunting softly as her back struck the ground. Her face didn't even flinch as she reached up, grabbing a handful of Elise's hair. "You're even more rowdy than that freak. I knew I should have listen to my instincts and killed her when I had the chance. But no, Maya had to talk me into letting her live."
"Maya...?" Elise slowly lifted her head up, her eyes shutting tight as she was torn off the woman by her hair and sent scrambling across the ground. Before she even stopped tumbling, a foot struck her stomach, making her eyes go wide as she spat out.
"Great." Valentine sighed. "Now I do have to kill you."
Meanwhile, with a roaring cry, Kagami slashed at stone after stone that was tossed at her, each exploding into a ball of flames as she stepped forward.
"I'll never forgive you for harming my brother!" Thanaton snapped, juggling small pieces of debris around in her hands before chucking them forward.
"He only has hinself to blame!" Kagami panted, slaming both her sword and Julia's sword together and gripping them with both hands. "He attacked me first! And you people caused all this!"
"I didn't cause it... though I wish I had." She paused for a moment before shrugging as she threw a large piece forward, letting her semblance take over and cause it to tick. "It's a brilliant idea! Long live the revolution!"
Kagami gritted her teeth, letting out a cry as she swung the two swords around. She let them twist in her hands a bit, showing the flat side towards her opponent. She took a deep breath, using all the strength in her already weak body to hit the debris with the flat side of the swords, sending it back to where it came from.
"Aw, sh-" Thanaton was cut off, the debris exploding in her face. When the smoke cleared, she was rubbing her head while pushing herself up. "O-Ow!" She glared up at Kagami. "That really hurt!"
Kagami let off a soft sigh, her shoulders dropping down some. "Once again... you attacked me first..."
The screech of a Griffon interrupted the two's fight before another step could be made. Both females looked over, watching as the demonic beast landed its sharp talons next to the ground where Nihilus and Julia laid.
As Thanaton yelled at the top of her lungs, Kagami grinded her her teeth against one another before flashing them. She separated the two blades, twirling them a bit. She wasn't thinking at the moment, she was going off of instinct. In her left hand, she tossed Julia's blade through the air, letting it pierce the red glowing eye of the Grimm. Not even so much as hesitating, she twirled her own sword in her right, aiming for the beast's neck as it stumbled back. She let the blade once again fly from her hand, striking the Griffon down. It stumbled away more before crashing down onto its back.
With heavy breathing, Kagami slowly stood up straight, gulping as she looked to her side. She then flinched, seeing the sighed of the purple haired young lady.
"You... saved my brother." Thanton mumbled softly.
She gulped, slowly nodding. "I have no intent... of letting anyone else die..." She softly spoke.
Thanton looked over at her, her eyebrows furrowed. "I..." A second later, she had Kagami gripped by the shoulders, her eyes narrowed and cold. "Never again will this happen. The next time I see you. I will kill you. Understood? I am only sparing your useless life because you spared his."
Kagami blinked a few times, her breathing still heavy. She then grunted, hunching over as Thanton's fist drove straight into her stomach. She clenched her eyes shut tight, groaning deeply.
"Understand!" She rammed her fist into her stomach again, not letting Kagami regain her composer. "The! Next! Time! I! See! You! I! Will! Kill! You!" She gave a harder and harder blow to her with each word she spoke.
Kagami was hunched over across Thanaton's shoulder, eyes shut tight as she struggled to breathe even the tiniest bit. She had felt her aura vanish with the last blow. She groand deeply, her body falling limp on the ground when she was let go. Slowly, she ended up curling up, coughing heavily.
There was a pause of silence as Thanaton picked up her brother, glancing back at the green haired girl. She softly sighed, looking away with a clenched jaw. "Thank you... though..." She spoke softly, walking off.
Kagami lifted her head up softly, looking with one eye shut at the two. She went to stand, her body falling back down onto the ground. Her vision started to blur, her eyes slowly shutting as her world faded to black.
Maya's eyes were fixed on and wide at the scene in the courtyard. Minutes before, as the Varken brothers and the members of team ARRW fended off Beowolf after Beowolf from entering the school, a few students slowly came out stumbling in blood.
"Help! Please!" One boy panted, hand resting on the side of the doorway with an arm wrapped around his chest. "My friends! They're hurt inside!"
"Go on in." Prac muttered, turning to face the four boys.
Fid nodded, agreeing with his brother. "I agree. Go on and help them."
"We will be fine." Fif glanced back with a smile.
The four archers all looked at each other, nodding.
"Take care, then." Artie flashed a smile, bolting inside. "Those Grimm are some mighty beastly things!" He chuckled softly, his teammates following behind.
"Alright boys." Prac smile, glancing at the small size Beowolves in front of them. "Let's rock this!" He roared, slamming his rock covered fist together.
Shooting fire from his fist at the chest of the Grimm, Fid chuckled softly. "Already lighting this up!"
"Guys..." Fif sighed, sending water and slashing at the feet of Beowolves with high speed water. "Enough with your puns." He grinned a bit. "They're rushing over me."
The other two brothers rolled their eyes, sighing softly. Prac's eyes then widened, a hand out stretching towards his youngest triplet brother. "Fif! Look out!"
The still chuckling softly brother raised his eyebrows, blinking a few times as drool slowly dripped onto his shoulder. Fif looked up slowly, eyes widening at the large Alpha Beowolf standing above him with an open mouth. It snarled deeply, giving off a roar.
"No..." Fif's eyes widened in fear. This couldn't be the end, not here, not now. "NO-" He let out, his large and muscular arms flailing. A second later, his body was completely consumed by the mouth of the creature of darkness and gulped down with some struggle.
Prac stood still in horror for a moment, his mind processing what had just happened. He wasn't even comprehending the fact that his brother had just been swallowed whole. But before he could even respond to the situation, Fid was charging forward at the Grimm with eyes and arms ablaze.
"F-Fid! No...!" The eldest cried, holding out his arm before lowering it once again, very slowly this time.
"I'll kill you, you bastaaard!" Fid cried out, driving a fiery fist into the Beowolf's face.
It snarled back, jerking its head around. It brought its paw up, slashing Fid down onto the ground. As he groaned and rolled over, the Grimm pounced, pinning the middle Varken brother to the ground.
With now wide and fearful eyes, Fid started to tremble under the monster's massive grip. His fear of death over taking him and causing him to remain as still as he could. He winced, feeling blood drip down from the Beowolf's mouth and down onto his face.
It snarled, leaning its head down directly in front of Fid's head.
"Y-You... son... of..." He trailed off, eyes widening in pure horror. He had heard stories of how dying was a rather peaceful thing, but that was after the initial pain of dying itself. Plus, the fear of dying was even worse to have. Knowing your life was about to end, staring into your own death itself caused a sensation of fear unlike any other. He hadn't been raised into believing in religion, any religion at all, which meant to him, once he dies there would be nothing afterwards. He would simply die, like how his brother just died, and nothing would be left. He wasn't ready. His brother hadn't been ready. He didn't want to die. "I'll bring you to hell with me!" He shouted, letting his body light up in flames as the Beowolf reached down, snapping her jaw shut around the burning boy.
Prac slowly stepped away, his body trembling in every way. He slowly collapsed down to his knees, his hands digging into the ground below. "N-No... no... that... that didn't just happen..." He felt his eyes tearing up as the Beowolf who ate his brothers slowly started to burn up from the inside, coughing out smoke.
Maya watched with trembling hands, her eyes swelling up woth tears. She reached up, hands moving over her mouth. "F-Fid... F-Fif..." She gulped heavily, sniffing heavily.
Cheyenne couldn't find the words to speak, glaring down at the ground with teary eyes. "That thing... just ate them... like they were nothing..." Her jaw clenched as she shot her head up. "I hope you're happy with yourself!" She snapped in a harsh tone for once. "They were amazing and great-!" She was cut off, Maya tackling her to the ground.
"I know they were great!" She brought her fist back, striking her sister in the face. "I lived with them for a year! I learned with them! I fought with them!" She brought her other fist around, tears dripping down her face.
It was at that moment that it hit Cheyenne, not just Maya's fist, but the fact her sister wasn't looking for death at all. She wasn't distorted and a criminal. She was simply following orders by someone who probably beat obedience into her. She had a heart deep down, and she cared for people, especially her friends. If anything, she needed help.
As Maya threw punch after punch, she eventually stopped as the ground began to shake. She ceased her blows, looking up sowly. Her eyes then widened at the sight of a giant Grimm Dragon bursting through rock and flying out with a piercing cry. She gritted her teeth, slowly standing up with shaky limbs. "I-I... I can't do this anymore..." She muttered softly, shaking her head, tears flying off, before she bolted away and into the woods.
Cheyenne groaned softly, her body slowly rolling over. She needed to stand, but her body was far too weak. So, she didn't the only thing she could think of at the moment. "Praaac!" She cried out to the weeping brother, doing her best to rise to her feet. "Help! Please!" She was hoping her same voice as her sister would come in handy for the first time. And luckily, it did.
As the remaining Varken brother rose to his feet to aid Cheyenne, Kris was grunting in pain with each passing second. The bloody wound on her torso was seeping out, staining her black hoodie which was already torn. She stumbled away, barely standing anymore with one eye half shut.
"You hold up a lot longer than I gave you credit for..." Eri half chuckled, growing tired herself. She stumbled a bit, feeling the ground shake. "The hell?" She looked up, eyes widening at the flying beast in the sky.
The large Grimm even distracted Kris, causing her eyes to drift from the blonde in front of her. The next thing she knew, she felt a blow strike the side of her face. A white light flashed in her eyes as she collapsed down onto the ground, pain overtaking her, she rolled around a bit, looking up at the blonde.
"Now... you die." She took a deep breath, kneeling down on top of her as her fingers wrapped around Kris' neck.
The red head squeezed her eyes shut tight, letting off small noises. This was going to be it. Death by a snot nose blonde girl even shorter than herself. That was great. Purley great. Though, as her mind should have gone to what would happen next, it instead drifted to her friends. The last she saw of them, they had shouted at each other non-stop, and for what? She didn't even know. And now she was about to die without even letting them know that she...
Eri was suddenly tackled off by a gold and red blur. Kris rolled over, coughing and gasping for air in pain.
"Get the hell off my sister!" Jess shouted, the blonde girl stumbling away.
"Damn..." Eri muttered, growling softly at her weaponless arms. "This isn't over!" She roared, stepping away. She sprinted away, snatching up the wooden dummy with her weapons lodged inside before bolting away.
Jess would have gone after her, but the second she saw her sister injured, she slid right down next to her, picking her up gently. "Come on now... hang in there. I should have known something was wrong when you didn't call back."
Kris whimpered softly, curling up in her sister's arms. She shut her eyes, suddenly bursting into a quiet sob filled with tears.
"Don't worry..." Her older sister took a deep breath, sighing slightly. "I got you now... I got you."
Kagami's vision slowly started to return as the ground trembled below her. She groaned softly, rolling around while coughing. Her body felt like it was burning on fire. She slowly pushed herself up, groaning in pain. She would have let her body fall back down if she hadn't seen Julia's body in the corner of her eye. She took a deep breath, forcing herself up despite all the pain. She walked over, taking off her hoodie very slowly and placing it around the orange haired woman.
"H-Hang in there... Captain Caesar..." She mittered softly, grunting as she picked up Julia and the two swords, walking towards the noisiest sound of civilization that she could. She wouldn't last long. She knew thay for sure.
As she marched forward, Prac sat on the ground next to a group of soldiers with Cheyenne at his side.
"Thank you..." She muttered softly to the older brother, waiting for him to respond. When he didn't, she sighed and looked away. She couldn't blame him. She wouldn't want to speak after that either after that. She sighed again, looking down before hearing a familiar voice.
"Cheyenne...?" Kris slowly muttered, looking over her sister's shoulder.
"Kris." The Faunus' eyes widened as she quickly stood. She immediately regretted the decision, dropping back down.
Kris bit her lip, moving her head to look over at her sister. Jess sighed softly, giving a slow nod as she carried her younger sister over. The small red head couldn't help but tear up a little as she came close to Cheyenne. Both girls and Jess looked over suddenly though, hearing an unmistakable voice.
"Medic! Now!" Kagami cried, heavy breathing as someone took Julia as well as the captain's sword off her arms.
"Bloody hell!" Jess gently set her sister down, bolting over towards her captain. "Julia!"
As she ran off, Kagami slowly stepped over towards Cheyenne and the others. Her eyebrows slowly raised, looking over at Prac. Cheyenne quickly shook her head no to which Kagami simply abided by. "Where's... Elise then?" She gulped some.
At the same moment, Kris scroll went off. The small red head slowly reached in, pulling out the device. Her eyes slowly widened as she gulped. "Whever she is... she needs help..." She slowly held out her scroll, showing that Elise's aura had been knocked down to zero.
"No..." Kagami's eyes widened. Clutching her hoodie tight in her right hand and her sword in her left, she turned and bolted away.
"Wait!" Cheyenne went to stand, wincing as she slowly had to sit back down. "You're in... no condition to fight..." She gulped.
Kris was breathing softly, slowly shutting her eyes as she leaned onto Cheyenne's shoulder. "None of is are now... none of us..."
Meanwhile, Elise grunted heavily, spitting uo blood as her back slammed into the ground below. She had completely ignored the giant Dragon Grimm above, her mind in too much of a blur. Every second after another she was struck and sent flying away. Her anger had gotten the best of her, that much she knew for sure now.
"You're nothing but a useless ant, do you know that?" Valentine chuckled, walking towards her.
"Sh-Shut up..." The brunet mumbled, looking up. She then grunted, Valentine kicking her in the face and sending her rolling away. Her body stopped near the edge of the cliff, her nose bleeding down the side of her face.
"I'd rather not." She smiled, giving a shrug. "I'm just trying to explain the truth to you before you die." She knelt down, eyes locking with Elise's teary eyes. "There is no hope for you. You. Are. Going. To. Die." She chuckled softly. "This is the end of the line for you, girl." She stood up. She brought her foot back, aiming for her chest. "And next, I'll go after those worthless friends of yours. Starting with that green haired girl."
Elise snarled, trying to push herself up. "Go... to hell..." She coughed, spitting out blood.
As Valentine smirked, she swung her foot forward, aiming for Elise's chest. Though, her foot never made contact.
Sprinting from the distance, Kagami suddenly slammed her body straight into Valentine's. She dropped her hoodie and sword, letting them fall to the ground. As she and the pink haired woman started to descend off the cliff, Kagami glanced back at Elise, gulping mouthed two words: I'm sorry. At that, she fell off along with Valentine.
"Kagami!" Elise's eyes widened as she rolled over a bit, watching the two figures grow smaller and smaller until they struck water and were swallowed up. "N-No..." She breathed heavily, tears streaming down her face once again. This triggered memories in her mind, rmembing how Kagami once said she couldn't swim. "No... Kagami..." She bit her lip, sniffing.
She then gritted her teeth, rolling over to her hands and knees. She slowly stood, stumbling forward and almost collapsing. She reached down, picking up her leader's hoodie and weapon with a very weak grip. Kagami wasn't dead. She couldn't believe it. She needed to find her teammates and pray to Lord Oum that they weren't still mad. Kagami was not dead. There was a fire in her eyes and Elise knew it wouldn't be extinquished that easily. Kagami needed help.
And the three of them would find her.