[RWBY] RWBY Shorts

[Gur40]

i remember a short were Ruby was told she had magical powers that ran on the power of love and friendship

Spoiler: chuni Ruby

Ruby: I have supernatural powers.

Weiss: . . . That's just a Semblance, Ruby.

Ruby: My eyes contain untold mysteries and the power of the Brothers!

Weiss: . . . *Sighs* Ruby-

Ruby blasts a Grimm with her eyes . . .

Ruby: See? Told you.

Weiss, eye twitching: . . . I think I'm having an aneurysm right now.

also a few short fics like this can't remember the names

Spoiler: White Mage are Broken

Permanent Buffs that stack into Semblance Evolution to OP, Writers Nerfed

Spoiler: Blake dumb luck

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CRWBY: Blake leaves to protect her friends from the White Fang!

Me: That's great angst fodder! She did something bad, but she has noble intentions, even though they're still kind of selfish.

CRWBY: Ruby and Weiss will automatically forgive her, and Yang will help her kill Adam to prove Blake won't run away anymore!

Me: ...WHAT?

CRWBY: Also we're going to heavily focus on Yang and Blake's relationship and not have them develop any growth for the next three Volumes.

Me: ...

WHAT?!
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She didn't even "come back" per se.

The RWY reactions made me think they thought "Blake came back", but no. They just happened to be at the same place at the same time. Blake did not waste any time thinking about the rest of her team once the shit on Menagerie started.

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I mean, to be fair, when a domestic terrorist organization starts coming after you, you don't really have a lot of time to think about anything else.

 

[SharkCultist]

Jaune Arc didn't have aura.

He did once, but something happened on the way to Atlas. It just stopped. When he'd reach for the pool of energy it felt like trying to move almost frozen syrup.

There's no way he'd be able to help anyone in this state. Surprisingly a solution didn't come from either of the adult (or whatever Ozcar counts as) huntsmen, it came from Ren.

So here he was sitting in a run down cabin while a old man makes him tea in the hopes it'll magically heal his soul.

What a joke.

"You seem troubled my friend, is Jasmine not to your liking? I believe I have some black tea is that's what you desire."

It is REALLY hard to be upset around this guy.

He's old, not ancient but he definitely earned that grey hair. He's a larger man though not quite fat, stocky there was power in that body once but it had been softened by time and comfort. He's dressed in a loose green robe and seems perfectly comfortable even with a blizzard raging outside.

"The little lotus tells me you are in turmoil. What ails you friend?"

"My aura isn't working. Its gone!"

He sips his tea calm even as Jaune isn't.

"You still possess a soul do you not? Then your aura is still there. No your issue lies elsewhere."

Cryptic Mysterious old men. Oh joy more of this.

"Well that's just perfect, no Jaune your aura is still there it's just useless just like you, thank you. Truly I really needed the confirmation that my life is a joke."

He's inspecting Jaune. His gold colored eyes are surprisingly sharp despite his relaxed demeanor.

"I can see the wound on your heart but not it's source. Tell me what hurt you? Was it criticism? A defeat? Rejection? A loss?"

A flinch. Damn it.

"Yes I do believe the little lotus told me that once your family of three was one of four. I did not pry them but that's beginning to feel like a mistake."

"Her name was Pyrrha. She was the best of us."

"Do you blame yourself?"

"No."

"Do you believe you failed her somehow."

"No."

"Then please tell me your issue child."

"And how will that help me? Bear my soul to a old man in the ass end of nowhere, spill all my secrets in the special little pow-wow and magically feel better? Life isn't a fairytale. My issues are mine. I should just head home before I get in the way."

"And you believe that this is the right path?"

"It's the one that keeps me from being in the way. Just like Pyrrha wanted."

"Did she?"

"Of course she did! Why else would she throw me away like that! Wrapped up in that locker like a fragile piece of glass and sent away!"

There's warmth in his gut. Maybe it's the anger, maybe its the tea."

"Do you resent her?"

"W-what? No! No I couldn't, she's great. She's strong, beautiful, kind. What do I have to resent?"

"she sent you away and you feel like you failed her."

"Failed her? FAILED HER? I DIDN'T GET THE CHANCE TO FAIL HER!"

The fire flares up and the burning in his gut has spread under his skin.

"She didn't even give me the option to fight for her. She said she loved me then she left me. Without even a chance to help I lost her."

"She loved you. She didn't want to lose you. Is that so wrong? What is your issue here? What feelings are you trying to hide from?"

"I'm not hiding anything! She did what she felt she had to do, she..she..."

"Say it. Tell me what you really feel. Let it out."

"SHE WAS SELFISH! She didn't want to risk losing me and feeling this pain, this loss. But she didn't give a seconds hesitation to leaving us!"

There's a golden glow in the room and it's not coming from the fire. It's weak and stuttering and slow, but jaunes aura is aglow.

"We should respect those we lose but that doesn't mean ignoring their flaws and mistakes. She hurt you my boy. It's ok to acknowledge that."

Jaune still feels like he should defend Pyrrha somehow.

"And you're a expert on hurt?"

For once in the conversation the old man puts down his tea.

"I was young once, angry, in pain. I thought the world was my enemy because of the actions of a few. I sought to burn down everything around me. And I did. I had no friends who could stand to be near me, no family who would claim me. I burnt every bridge I had. And when I had nobody else I could hurt I could only turn that rage inwards."

He stares into the fire.

"I spent a long time alone examining the worst parts of myself. The parts I didn't want to see or tried to refuse were a problem. Eventually I smoothed those raw and jagged edges of my soul until I became a person I could stand to see in the mirror. So yes. I believe I might qualify as someone who knows hurt."

"I'm sorry."

"I know. It's getting late and the storm still rages. Rest. We'll speak in the morning."

The old man gets up to go deeper in the shack. Probably to bed.

"Wait please. One last thing. Ren just called you Master. What's your name?"

"My name is Zuko."

 

[cavalal386]

He's old, not ancient but he definitely earned that grey hair. He's a larger man though not quite fat, stocky there was power in that body once but it had been softened by time and comfort. He's dressed in a loose green robe and seems perfectly comfortable even with a blizzard raging outside.

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until the last line i though the old man was Iroh, since there was no mention of the scar and not to mention him talking like a Cryptic Mysterious old man.

 

[SharkCultist]

until the last line i though the old man was Iroh, since there was no mention of the scar and not to mention him talking like a Cryptic Mysterious old man.

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Well he is a mysterious cryptic old man.

This is a Old Zuko. Well seasoned with life, different world and problems so he developed a bit different. Hell just not being a prince would lead to a bunch of small changes.

And I didn't mention the scar on purpose. ;p