Meow, peoples! Sanguis here.
I have to apologize since I ran into some, uh, technical difficulties with my microSD card... I'm still trying to salvage what remains of my complete and current works-in-progress... Hopefully I can still recover the last few chapters for TTW, RxB:TLC, THGC, and the others.
For now, here's a bit of a one-shot I thought up during lunch break... And typed (AT WORK NO LESS!) during my last break for the day.
DISCLAIMER : I DO NOT OWN RWBY. CREDIT GOES TO (RWBYGOD) MONTY OUM AND ROOSTERTEETH.
I lean against a tree, aware that my breathing is becoming ragged. Damn Beowolves and Ursaj. Who knew those things could learn how to fight together?
I glance to my back, and the droplets of blood giving my trail away can still be seen. I can't do anything about it; I have to lead them away, otherwise everyone else risks getting killed.
For some reason, I heard the bards' song a few nights ago in my head. Awkward, yes, but how fitting.
The realm's bleeding;
it suffers, old and weak.
No further argued,
there is war at hand...
Old I most definitely AM not; but the way I am now, there is no sense in denying. The last scuffle I was in left me bloodied and battered.
War indeed, it is. A war between humans and Grimm. One that I sincerely wished my daughter was not born into.
Then after all, I sense the end is starting;
These lunatics deny the truth!
I could not suppress a chuckle. Who ever in their right minds would even dare think of conversing with a Grimm? Hah, lunacy indeed!
The misery's shown;
I'll be alone in this hour.
I face the unknown,
Witness the end...
Perhaps it really is awkward that I am thinking of a song in the middle of my situation... And I am singing to it to myself as well. Thank Lord Monty above that no one is around, otherwise I would probably never be able to live this down.
That is, if I live through this.
I'm bleeding, I'm fading,
Here in my final hour;
When long-lost memories return
And a voice keeps calling,
"All dead and gone"...
Lots of good Huntsmen and Huntresses have given up their lives. Yes, they're all dead and gone... But they're remembered.
I know I will not fail!
That line, when sung by the lead bard - Hans, I think his name was - made me feel like I really could not fail. He's a really good bard if he could make a hardened old man like Qrow shed tears - manly tears, he keeps on saying - over a song.
No one lives forever
All that really matters
Find the one
This world is sacred!
War, it's now or never!
We shall stand together, one by one;
This world is sacred,
I'm coming home.
Home. My thoughts go flying back.
Back to my baby, my daughter. I already have my "one".
A glance up and all I see is a sea of black, dotted with red, slowly crawling towards me.
I'm so sorry, my baby. I don't want to do this, but it has to be done.
I'll be the sacrifice.
Just so you can live on in peace.
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
I can only pray that you forgive me in time.
Ruby, my baby.
I love you.
Reviews and comments appreciated, not necessarily required.
... Don't kill me, please?