Cuts of RWBY

A RWBY Fic Collection by AndrewJTalon

DISCLAIMER: This is a fan based work of prose. RWBY is the property of Rooster Teeth and WB Animation. Please support the official release.

Just a collection of plot bunnies and ideas for RWBY fics. Free for you to take and make use of.

For instance:

Reclaiming Vale was an arduous process. But before they went after Cinder, Ruby decided they needed to do as much as they could for Vale. Jaune had agreed whole heartedly, as had Ren, Nora, and Yang.

They'd fought like hell, and accomplished a lot in the last few days: They'd restarted Vale's automated defenses, cleansing them of the virus Cinder had uploaded. That alone had shifted the tide, driving the Grimm out slowly but surely. They'd killed that fucking Dragon: Not easily, and Ruby had to unleash her Silver Eyes again at great strain, but they'd killed the damn thing. That had let them reclaim Beacon, and the CCT was under repair.

Pyrrha had been half-avenged. It wasn't much in Jaune's mind, but it was a start.

Atlas had finally returned and provided reinforcements. And their exploits were being spread far and wide to give hope to everyone to further beat back the Grimm.

So now, Jaune and his friends were on search and rescue patrol. Going through the now mostly-Grimm cleared areas of the city to look for survivors, or slaughter remaining Grimm.

Jaune was in the warehouse district with Ruby. She had taken off to scout ahead, while Jaune swept through the mostly empty storage places. He was on guard, eyes peeled as he swept through carefully. His ears were alert for anything, a snarl, a growl, a cry for help...

He heard... Beeps?

Jaune cautiously entered a warehouse that had weathered the invasion almost perfectly. He walked through a maze of crates and boxes, spotting a faint light near the far wall.

He turned a corner... And saw a small, curvy woman in familiar clothing, sitting on a bedspread with her back to him. Her head was bowed as she texted on a Scroll, over and over again.

Neo, he thought. He held up his sword and slowly approached her. He knew she was incredibly dangerous. Hell, she might just be luring him into a trap to knife him.

He walked up right behind her, sword at the ready. He looked over her shoulder at her Scroll screen.

Are you there, Roman?

Where are you?

It's Neo. Please come get me.

Are you there, Roman?

Where are you?"

It's Neo. Please come get me.

Over and over and over. Jaune watched her for a while, as she robotically tapped out the texts and sent them. She slowly looked back over her shoulder at him, staring blankly.

She was filthy. Thin. And so small...

He sucked in a breath.

"... Roman Torchwick... Your boss, right?"

Neo didn't move.

"He's not coming back. He's dead," Jaune stated, more bitter than he meant to but... He still remembered finding Pyrrha's broken Milo up on the top of Beacon Tower.

Neo stared at him, and slowly nodded. She tapped out something on the screen.

I know that.

"Then... Then why are you...?" Jaune asked, but trailed off. The look of... Emptiness in her eyes was so haunting. She tapped out another message.

I'm a discarded tool. I have no master. So there's nothing to do but wait.

"Wait for what?"

Neo was silent. Jaune sucked in a deep breath. Slowly, he reached out and rested a hand on her shoulder. She flinched, but didn't do anything else.

"No... No. You can't give up," he said softly.

He knew what this woman had done. He knew what she was, and yet...

I already have, she typed out.

Jaune licked his lips.

"You... You said you're a tool, right?"

She stared at him. Jaune nodded.

"Then... Then you're my tool now. You're mine. I'm stealing you. You... You're mine now," he stated firmly.

Neo stared, uncomprehendingly at first. She tapped out another message.

Why would you want me?

"Because Cinder's still out there," Jaune stated, "And we both want her dead."

Neo stared for a time, silent... Before she smiled. It was both heartwarmingly innocent and yet terrifying.

"Work for me... And we both get what we want," he said firmly.

He reached out his hand to her. She stared at it for a moment, before she grasped it. He pulled her up. She clumsily clambered onto his back, and he helped her up.

She snuggled against his warmth, and he tolerated it despite how bad she smelled. She was very warm, and despite waiting to die, she still had soft curves-

Nope. not gonna think about that, Jaune thought.

He carried Neo out of the warehouse, just in time for Ruby to appear out of a cloud of petals.

"Jaune, where were you? I was about to call-" She hefted up Crimson Crescent, "Jaune?! How-What-?!"

"It's okay," he said quickly, "It's okay... She's on our side now. Sort of."

He hoped...

Because SilentKnight is still hot. And dramatic. And fun!