Team SAFF: A RWBY Story

A Night To Remember

The screen is black with strange lights like fireflies moving around with a voice that echoes.

???: Ivan, I'm scared.

Ivan: Please hold on.

???: I love you.

Ivan: NOOOO!!!

Ivan's eyes go wide as he wakes up screaming.

Ivan: Ahhhh! No!

Ivan looks around the room and realizes he has had another nightmare and begins to cry. He then starts to calm his breathing and wipes away his tears. He gets out of bed and grabs his coat as he opens the door to see everyone that was staying at the inn was downstairs having breakfast. Ivan heads down and sits at an empty table. As he waits for a waitress to come take his order he is tapped on his shoulder. He looks to see the Faunus he met a few days ago, Fang Sanguise.

Fang: Mind if I join ya?

Ivan: Not at all.

Fang takes a seat next to Ivan as Lydia arrives.

Lydia: Good morning gentlemen, what shall I start you boys with?

Ivan: Just a coffee for now. Thank you, Lydia.

Fang: Ya got any green tea?

Lydia: Yes we do sir.

Fang: I'll have a cup of that. Thank you.

Lydia: Of course, I'll be back with your drinks soon.

As Lydia leaves, Fang looks at Ivan looking down at his hands that are resting on the table.

Fang: You alright?

Ivan: Huh?

Fang: Are you ok? Kayla said she heard screaming comin' from your room.

Ivan: Yeah, I'm ok. Just a bad dream.

Fang: You have the same dream every night?

Ivan: What?

Fang: I've heard from other people who have been here just as much as you and they say you wake up screaming every morning. Rarely in the middle of the night.

Ivan tries to come up with a lie but is saved by the waitress setting down their drinks.

Waitress: Here you go, gentlemen. Let me know if you need anything else. And Happy Vytal Festival.

Fang: Thank you, ma'am.

Ivan takes a drink from his coffee and Fang just glares at him with curiosity. Ivan notices and thinks of a different topic.

Ivan: So, you said you had other business here in Vale other than the festival right?

Fang realizes he's not gonna get a straight answer out of Ivan's night terrors and goes along with the question.

Fang: A friend of mine died here in Vale a few weeks ago. His name was Tukson.

Ivan recognized that name.

Ivan: Wait, Tukson? As in Tukson's book trade, Tukson?

Fang: Did you know him?

Ivan: I've known him ever since he opened his shop here. Real nice guy. How did he die?

Fang: That's what I'm here to find out.

Ivan meant to steer away from his nightmares but this didn't seem like a better alternative.

Fang: Considering he had some connections with the White Fang, I suspected that something was wrong about how he died. Police found him dead in his shop but the detail that caught my attention was there was a blood stain on the wall.