(... I'm just thinking on what to say, if I say anything , it would be at the bottom.)
(Barbatos' POV)
"And with an amazing upset, Emerald and Mercury are victorious!" Oobleck said.
I looked at both of them. Those two are something... I then felt a pair of eyes on me. I turned seeing Yang looking at me, with worried eyes.
"Oh, sorry," I swear she knows everything about me, in the short time we spend together. I then felt her hands over my arm. She really knows me.
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(3rd Person)
In an elegant pavilion twilit area of ivy-covered pillars, rounded archways, and lion-decorated fountains, the Weiss sisters are sitting at a simple table with a plate full of croissants and strawberries. Winter is sipping from her teacup as Weiss repeats the news she was just told.
"You're... leaving?" Weiss said sounding a bit sad.
"Yes," Winter said while putting her teacup down. "I was merely needed to oversee the transport of additional units to Vale. Our last shipment was lost to an ambush. I believe you had a run-in with its cargo, actually. It's fortunate those Paladins were in the prototype stage; otherwise your team may not have fared so well," She heard Weiss' sigh and looks down dejectedly, she grabs her sister's hand reassuringly. "Weiss, you've done... well, out here, on your own. You should be proud. I'll be honest, it was quite amusing seeing Father's face the day you left for Beacon!"
Weiss straightening up and smiling now, arms crossed. "I can't wait to show him what I learned!"
"Oh? Then what do you think you've learned?"
"What do you mean? I'm getting better and better with my glyphs! I've even started Time Dilation!"
"And what of your Summoning?" Winter said looking at her younger sister.
"I..." Weiss sighs and quickly looks away. "You know I can't."
"Don't be ridiculous. Every Schnee has the ability to summon. We have for generations."
"I've tried! It's just... it's the one thing I've been having trouble with!"
"We Schnees are unique. Unlike many, our Semblance is hereditary. But that doesn't mean it will come easily," Winter lifts her hand to summon a small, elaborate glyph over her palm. "Your Semblance is like a muscle. The more you practice with it, the stronger it will become. But if you only focus on one aspect of it..." The glyph expands suddenly in a bright flash, causing Weiss to turn away before looking back up in awe at the white-and-blue Beowulf now at her sister's side. "If you fail to test the limits of what you think is possible, then you'll never truly grow."
Weiss smiles at this display of power she hopes to achieve
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(Barbatos' POV)
"You'll never beat me, old man!" Ruby yelled.
"You're nothing but talk, kid!" Qrow, which sounds like crow. I would say something, but I named myself Barbatos, so I don't even think I could talk.
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Yellow Hope
FanfictionBarbatos was something of a case, cold dead black eyes, with almost no pupil, his humanity. Ozpin comes up to him and simply ask about his name, and if he would like to join Beacon. I don't own any of the characters or other assets from RWBY or Roos...
