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:

Arslan Altan seethed. She had come all this way to Beacon, to have her revenge. To get her rematch with Pyrrha Nikos!

The bitch could have at least acknowledged their rivalry!

But noooo! She just said "It's so nice to see you again, Arslan! How are you? I hope you're doing well?"

Mockery! Utter mockery!

She growled under her breath as she stalked her prey. Nikos, she was... She was different. She was still powerful, confident, and effortless in how she moved. Like the invincible goddess she was called.

But she had a weakness. She HAD to have a weakness.

"Hey Pyrrha!"

Arslan pulled away behind a locker to spy on Nikos and... Who was that? A blond, what was his name...?

"Hello Jaune!"

Ah, Jaune Arc. Her team leader. She thought Nikos would have gotten the spot, but this guy had gotten it instead. Arslan sized him up.

He was tall, trim, in armor. He had a sword and a shield, a close ranged fighter, clearly. He moved a bit awkwardly, but with a newfound confidence when he saw Nikos.

Arslan looked at Nikos and-Woah... Wait. She was... No. That was a blush?!

"You did so great, Pyrrha!" Jaune said happily, "In that exhibition match? You were incredible!"

"O-Oh, thank you," Pyrrha stuttered. Wait. She stuttered?!

"I've got some new plans for the tournament based on your performance. We could go to the library if you want to work on them?" Jaune asked happily. Nikos looked deeply regretful.

"I'm sorry Jaune, I have to talk to my agent," she said, "Um... Would you like to do it later?"

Jaune nodded and smiled warmly.

"Sure thing! I'll be in the library til late. See you later!"

He patted her on the shoulder. Nikos trembled. Jaune turned away and headed off, Nikos staring intently at his back with a dreamy look.

It seemed... Impossible. It couldn't be...

She's... She's sweet on him! Arslan thought in shock, And he... DOESN'T KNOW?!

How could he not know?! How could he not want to fall to his knees and worship her?! Like everyone else?!

Arslan's eyes widened.

Here was a boy... A man... Who just saw Nikos as a friend, not a goddess... And she was in love with him?!

Arslan... Had an idea.

An awful idea.

Arslan had a wonderful, awful idea.

Pyrrha hurried to the library, as quickly as she could without running. That meeting with her agent had dragged on for WAY too long. She barely remembered half of the details, and she'd have to do some revision, but that didn't matter!

She was back in Beacon, she was going to see Jaune, and everything would be fine!

She entered into the library and locked onto a familiar shock of blond hair... Which was next to another familiar blonde head. She blinked. Jaune looked up with a smile.

"Hey Pyrrha! I met a friend of yours from Mistral?"

Arslan Atlan looked up from the textbook Jaune had out in front of them with a sly, cat-like smirk. She had an arm around Jaune's shoulders, the sight of which made Pyrrha's blood pressure go up.

"Hey Nikos," Arslan said, "Just getting to know your friends here. Or should I say your boyfriend?"

"Y-" Pyrrha wanted to say, but she fell short. Jaune smiled and shook his head.

"Oh no. We're not like that. Pyrrha's just my partner."

It felt like a dagger was shoved between Pyrrha's ribs.

"And really good friends!"

Yup, that was another dagger, right into her heart.

Arslan's smirk became more devious.

"Oh? But you are close? Perhaps... Like a brother and sister?" Arslan asked.

Jaune hummed and slowly nodded.

"I mean... I guess?"

And there went another dagger, right into her heart. Pyrrha's fists clenched and she kept up her plastic, celebrity interview smile.

"It's... Nice to see you too, Arslan," Pyrrha managed. Arslan smirked.

"So..." She squeezed Jaune's shoulder, "Does that mean you're single?"

"Er, uh... Well, yeah," Jaune managed with a nod. Arslan leaned in and pressed her cheek against Jaune.

"How very... Interesting," Arslan purred.

Jaune gulped.

Tell her you don't care! Pull away from her! Be disgusted by her! Pyrrha's mind frantically screamed. Don't-Don't-!

"Uh... Um-"

"I've never been to Vale, you know," Arslan said, "Would you show me around, Jaune?"

"I uh... I guess?" Jaune managed. Arslan beamed, and practically dragged Jaune up to his feet.

"Wonderful! Let's do it right now!"

"I uh-URK!"

"Later, Nikos~!" Arslan said cheerfully, grinning savagely over her shoulder as she dragged Jaune out behind her. Pyrrha watched them go, her teeth grinding.

The pain in Pyrrha's chest turned to raw, burning rage. Her fists clenched tightly, imagining Arslan's throat in her grip!

She had been relatively neutral on Arslan before, just saw her as a worthy competitor who took their rivalry a little too seriously.

Now? Now, she had her undivided attention.