Better than Ever (RWBY)

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Odd socks – Key Frame

I’m quite happy at a mates in s-10

While you check your filter

Time and time again

But you’ll just need to think about why you’re here

“Ruby…. Ruby?” Wiess pressed the coms in her ear. Nerves edging into her core looking around at the dense forest surrounding her. She’d never wanted to hear their team leader’s voice more in her life. Her fencing saber clattered in her shaking hands, looking over her shoulder and then down the path she had walked in.

She thought for a moment she saw something, aiming her blade at it and firing a random blast of red fiery dust. Cursing herself for the spastic reaction, she was more calm and collected than that.

Weiss took in a deep breath, sliding the air through her teeth to stop the pounding of blood in her ears. She was serene, calm, zen.

A crashing to her left made her scream a high pitched wail, looking to see the red form of her team leader flying through the air towards her in a wide arc. Weiss hardly had time to react, catching the more energetic woman before she hit the ground.

“Ruby!” Weiss called, watching Ruby crack a single eye open and force a smile. The leader of team RWBY closed it and let her head fall back, her aura depleted and fading out in a red shimmer. “Damn it!” Weiss cursed again, setting Ruby on the ground and shakily getting to her feet.

A crack of a branch.

Whatever got Ruby was coming closer.

Weiss readied her sword, pointing it in that direction, breath was fast, her heart pounding all over again.

A figure moved into view. Firing off a shard of ice this time, Weiss watched the figure of a Wolf step into view, the enemy! Too bad Blake dropped down to halt the creature’s advance, the black cat faunus unaware of Weisses attack.

The shard connected hard with her aura, shattering and knocking Blake off balance, the Wolf taking advantage of this, squatting down and sweeping the nimble cat’s leg as if they had planned the timing down to the second. Blake hit the ground hard. She only got to her hands and knees fast enough to see the flat of a rifle butt take up her entire view and then it was darkness.

Her limp body sliding alongside the leader of her team. “Blake!” Weiss called.

“AHHHH!” Yang Roared from the treeline,

“Left!” A familiar male voice called from somewhere unseen, the wolf jumping out of the way from the bombastic blonde of team RWBY. Yang landed hard but not missing a beat and chasing after the target she missed.

“Yang wait!” Weiss called and tried to chase after her but noticed too late that the bruiser of their team was falling right into a trap. They were avoiding her, they knew about her semblance and weren’t attacking her, they were leading her. “Yang look out!”

But it was too late, “Bola!” The male voice came again and the Wolf somehow managed to twist her body out of the way so that Yang just flew over top of her, both of them falling from the sky without much control of their descent. Yang of course had her gauntlets but the second she pointed them down to redirect herself, thinking she had the wolf in her grasp, two ropes with heavy balls at the ends flew towards her through the air.

Wrapping around her arms and legs, the blonde didn’t have the momentum to fire her weapons and instead connected hard with the ground much like Blake had.

Yang didn’t go down that easily though, finally taking a hit, even if it was weak she managed to get off her semblance. Breaking the rope that bound her, she looked around for the wolf but instead found someone else, a pink haired girl with a bo staff, Weiss finally catching up to join her angered friend.

“Freezer burn?” Weiss asked.

“Dry ice.” Yang corrected, Weiss made a face, that plan obviously not the best.

“Freezer burn.” she insisted.

“Suit yourself then, ice queen.”

Yang dashed forward towards the girl who was already moving out of the way and deflecting the first strike of the blonde bruiser. Weiss tried too back her up but saw the wolf girl drop from the trees in front of her and forced her to step back, the wolf faunus wagging her finger and shaking her head.

Yang tried a flurry of blows, heavy swings, jabs, sweeps. The bo staff met each one and knocked them aside like they were nothing. Her body was like air, pushed out of the way by the force of her punch but never connecting, Yang getting angrier and angrier with each missed fist. The Pink haired girl blowing a bubble of gum in Yang’s face and causing it to pop right in front of her face. “AHHHH!” Yang roared again.

“Yang cal-AH” Weiss tried to call out but found herself being pushed back by the nonchalant attacks of the wolf girl in front of her. She wasn’t even trying, just keeping Weiss from helping her teammate.

“Stop playing with your food.” The male voice chided like he was having a good time watching the show.

The pink haired girl smirked and just shrugged at the frustrated blonde. “Sorry, sweety.” Yang throwing a heavy haymaker onto the see the error seconds after she made it, feeling the blunt end of the wooden staff connecting with her jaw and the chattering of teeth on teeth, Then blackness.

Weiss watched the last of her team members fall. Looking around at the two women who had without breaking a sweat managed to defeat the entirety of team RWBY. “So I’m last?” She growled.

“Had to be somebody.” The male voice was behind her. “No hard feelings.” She turned around. “But someone has to win.” It was Jaune, standing beside a third beautiful woman, this one a sporting long white hair that covered most of her face and shoulders and practically touched the floor. Jaune was taller too, broader, his armour was more blue and gold than she remembered, Atlas colours.

Then he swung at her.

The fight was over without much more than that.

The first round of the Vytal festival, over with a decisive win for the kingdom of Atlas.

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Yang had her face wrapped in her arms and was planted firmly against the lunchroom table. Ruby patting her back in an attempt to comfort her sister. “In the first round.” Yang moaned.

“I really wasn’t expecting that outcome.” Pyrrha offered, putting her chin in her palm, leaning on the same table as Yang.

Team RWBY sat at the same table as their long standing friends team- well team OPRN, sounding vaguely like ‘open’. This team was made up of Pyrrha Nikos, Lia Ren, Nora Valkyrie and the replacement member, Orion Genz. Ever since Jaune was outed for faking his tran*********** the newest member of the team had been this orange haired kid who wasn;t actually at the table currently, he was off getting drinks for his team. See one of the reasons they didn’t like this new addition was, well because many now referred to their team as team ‘PORN’ which they loathed with a passion.

The other reason.

“Pyrrha!” The orange haired boy, broken glasses taped back together, and despite his average build seemed to be too large for his brain to keep up, knocked into a table and nearly threw someone’s food on the ground by mistake. He hurried over to his team with his arms full of different bottled sports drinks. “I didn’t know what you’d want, so I got one of everything.”

“Oh… Gee… Wow.” Pyrrha looked at the display of awkward affection with all of the discomfort of someone being eaten by a beowulf. Her other two teammates rolled their eyes at the all too common display. “You shouldn’t have. Really… really shouldn’t have.”

At least this display managed to get Yang out of her stupor. Snickering at the clueless fanboy all too infatuated by the gladiator redhead. “Anything for my team leader!” He announced proudly.

“Oh.. That’s… really, really fine.” She affirmed. Looking at the collection of sports drinks and genuinely terrified to pick one for fear Orion would see and she’d wake up to one every single morning and never be able to have another flavour the rest of her time on this team. “So, about that fight, please, anything else.”

“It was bizarre.” Blake murmured. “They knew what we were going to do before we did it.” She shook her head.

“Jaune was giving orders, he was leading us into traps.” Weiss commented. “He knew exactly what we’d do.” Her heavy sigh was felt by everyone at the table besides Orion who had the most clueless expression.

“Who’s Jaune?” He asked.

“The fight we just had.” Yang looked at him like he was an idiot. His blank expression. “The guy you’re going up against in round 2?” Another dead pan. “The guy who you replaced?”

Again there was nothing going on behind those eyes but the orange haired kid did speak up. “I really only watch fight’s Miss Nikos is in, I’ve never watched anyone else fight.”

“Well that’s creepy.” Weiss murmured “Stalker much?” All words under her breath.

“When did Jaune get so good at fighting?” Ruby groaned, rubbing one of the bruises on her ribs.

“He was training directly under General Ironwood. he’s the greatest tactician on Remnant.” Weiss shrugged. “It’s still so weird that Jaune got scouted by Atlas though, I never would have thought Ironwood would take an interest in him of all people.”

“I guess it was warranted.” Blake commented.

“God I wanna punch that guy!” Yang growled.

“You might get your chance.” Ruby pointed, looking towards the cafeteria doors that opened up to see the team which beat them walk in. Jaune Arc and three beautiful women that walked with him entering Beacon for the first time since he was kicked out for faking his papers.

“Did I do good? I really handed it to that ice queen, did I? She didn’t see your plan coming at all, I did good right?” The Wolf faunus acting more like a puppy, excitedly looking at her team leader with her heavy, long tail wagging back and forth happily gazing up at him. Her fur was black and gray, mostly just looking like she had long, extremely thick hair coming off of her head but the two triangular ears coming off of her head instead of normal human ones, on top of the tail made her heritage clear. She had pale windburned skin with bright blue eyes, large wolf like teeth and had a very athletic form, muscular with wide hips and a perfect round ass that bounced with each of her excited steps. She wasn’t the bustiest but had an ass it was near impossible to beat.

“You did great.” Jaune assured her. “Here, try some ramen, it’s on me.” The wolf looking positively delighted at the idea. “Get me a bowl too, I’m just going to check in for our next match I’ll be right there.”

“You baby her too much.” The pink haired girl, snow white skin, chided. She wore tight short short cut off jeans with the pockets sticking out the ends. Her baggy long black t-shirt hung perfectly off her lithe frame, even if it did bag around her sizable bust that forced it’s loose fitting to bend into all manner of odd shapes. She had headphones around her neck and some pop-heavy bass remix could be heard thumping in the speakers. Her pink hair was cut short and pulled back into a tight small bun at the back of her head, with cut bangs forming a line on her forehead that gave her a put together pop-star look. “But ramen does sound good.”

“I’ll make sure we save a bowl for you.” The third in his team was a tall woman, taller than most men here actually, spoke up. She was curvy, stacked like an hourglass with sand on both ends, her tits were massive, easily passing G-cup to the point looking at her it was hard to imagine she could even find something to fit her. It didn’t look off with her body, a pleasant plush amount of healthy fat clinging to the huntress muscle that outlined her arms and waist. Her wide hips and thick thighs made every part of her look comfortable even if her stature and obvious strength gave her the impression of a goliath bruiser. Her long white hair was pulled back behind her head and was currently braided into a tight french style tail that still got down to around her butt. She Radiated a motherly energy and even as they walked, kept a hang on Jaune to make sure she knew where he was at all times.

“Thank you, I’ll be along soon, start without me, I’ll catch up.” He assured them, waving to the remaining two members before walking towards a nearby computer.

“Jaune!” Ruby called over to him, waving her small hand in his direction.

He paused. Looking at the gathering. Pyrrha held her breath, she hadn’t seen or heard from him until he suddenly showed up at the Festival and now with his new team, she had so many feelings about what happened, how he left, she hadn’t prepared.

“This is the guy?” Orion asked skeptically.

Jaune looked at them and for a second there was no recognition. Pyrrha felt her heart sink, that was honestly the worst reaction she could have hoped for, anger was better than that. Then it clicked and it was like he hadn’t seen them in ten years, let alone six months. Like they had been passing coworkers or classmates, not teammates.

“I barely recognised you guys. Sorry I couldn’t see you from back there.” That was a lie but he played it off well. “That was a good fight!” He complimented.

“Hardly.” Blake scoffed. “You slaughtered us.” Jaune just awkwardly rubbed the back of his head, trying to laugh it off but it was clear there was a lot of tension there.

“What she means to say-” Weiss interjected. “How did you do it?”

“How did I beat you guys?” Jaune’s face flushed a little, he wasn’t sure how to put it and honestly having so much attention put on him was a little embarrassing. Pyrrha couldn’t help but think he looked adorable, her heart throbbing in her chest. “I Watch some new recordings of your past fights, studied up before the match.” He shrugged, that was obvious, pretty much everyone was doing that. “After that, I knew you worked in pairs, matching together support types and attack types. So as long as I kept Yang from Blake and Weiss from Ruby, we had the upper hand, you’d be focusing on finding each other instead of fighting.”

It was pretty blunt, and team RWBY couldn’t argue, it was a glaring weakness that they were dependent on each other. Their training was based around teamwork and all of their strength lie in the person next to them. It was harsh to think that was a weakness though.

“It really isn’t that bad of a thing, teamwork is how you win things like this, but not having a backup plan for being split, and not expecting someone to separate you makes it really easy to exploit weaknesses.” Jaune sounded a lot like Ironwood, Weiss thought. From what she remembered of him from Atlas.

“Atlas is really treating you well.” Ruby commented.

“Yeah.” He said with a certain fondness, his gaze trailing away back over to his team, Pyrrha couldn’t help but feel a deep pulling in her gut, guilt welling up inside her.