A huntress who was presumed dead returns back to Remnant with a new mission of bringing back the true rulers of her world known as the Old Gods and she will do whatever it takes to succeed in her mission.
Even if it means hurting the people she care...
I was in my office late at night reading team leader reports that Glynda had given me an hour prior but sadly I wasn't finished since I was bombarded by the media about one student in particular, Jaune Arc.
The reason was because earlier this morning, Cardin Winchester had announced to everyone in Vale about Jaune's fake transcripts and how weak and pathetic he was as a huntsmen, that he shouldn't even be in Beacon in the first place, his speech didn't last more than ten minutes but nonetheless he delivered and the results were as I expected.
While the media bombarded me with questions asking if I was aware or how he got into Beacon Academy, however the other students were a different story as others would insult or berate him for his stupid action, while some of the students approached Jaune and offered to train him so he could catch up and be on par with the first years or even surpass the first years.
Some of the students from Beacon especially teams RWBY and his own team offered to help Jaune train while others had more important things to do than helping Jaune train.
Jaune tried to deny the offers as he didn't want them to waste their time on him, the students argued that they got plenty of time since some had lots of free time while others believed that he needs all the help he could get.
As I was half way done with my work something crashed through the window leaving a trail of blood and shattered glass, feeling dread I approached the body and saw it was Raven Branwen, she was bleeding and full of cuts as she was breathing heavily.
"Raven!? What happened!?" I asked in voice mixed with calm and panic, for Raven to be here is quite a surprised since she left years ago since she didn't want to take part with the shadow war against her though I fear this was her doing.
Raven would weakly open her eyes and hands me a bloody letter, I would take the letter and place it on my desk as I called for a medical team and as much as I wanted to read the letters contents, Raven needs help.
A few minutes passed and the medics arrived to take Raven's body and bring her to the medical ward as the janitors came in to clean the mess, with all this happening I would take the letter Raven gave to me and read it silently.
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Dear Ozpin,
It has been ten years since I last spoken to you and I know a lot has changed over the years and so have I.
Ever since I was a little girl I have always dreamed of becoming an aspiring huntress, to rid this world of the Grimm and inspire more brave huntsmen and huntresses from the next generation, but I was foolish to believe that this world was what I initially believed it to be.
The huntsmen and huntresses are not the heroes that I read in all the stories my mother has read to me every night, this new generation of huntsmen and huntresses are not the heroes I see but egotistical glory seekers believing that the people should bow down to them.
It is very sad and disgusting to see what this new generation of heroes have become.
Fortunately for us it is time to test this new generation of heroes, to see if they are truly worthy of that title; so keep an eye on the sun for she will come.
When she returns to Remnant all will learn that the grimm are not the only threat that plagues this world and I am not talking about groups like the White Fang or the Crown - but a group far more ancient, dating further back when the brother gods still roamed this world.
Now it is time for a new age of Remnant to begin; for all should fear of the stormbringer, the living mountain, the eternal nightmare, the twisted one, the ever-hunger, and the revenant.
All life will fall and the old ones shall rise again.
-Summer Rose
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When I finished reading the letter I felt my heart sink down and my body tensed with dread as the memories of the old gods and the coven witches rushed back into my mind.
The many lives that were lost.
The destruction and famine that spread across Remnant.
The witches of the different gods battling for who's god will reign supreme.
The only reason we won that war was because one of the knights from the Lunari faction was able to use the Auctoritas Cutis artifact to fight off against the revenant but even that wasn't enough as in the end the Eclipse Knight still perished from the overwhelming power of the artifact.
But then I realized that Summer Rose signed the letter and I could feel as if my soul had left this body.
"Summer... why?" I muttered in disbelief at Summer possibly being allies with one of the coven witches it all felt like sick dream but that dream was a nightmare that came true.
(3rd Person POV)
Somewhere in the dragon continent of Remnant stood a tall mountain with a cave entrance as beside that is a pathway leading towards the peak of the mountain as someone would step out of the cave enterance and looked around the land.
That someone is a woman with a lean yet slightly curvaceous figure, donning what appears to be a black and white high-neck décolletage blouse with the sleeves torn off, a black and white overbust corset with a skirt that has a white tulle underneath, gray leggings in the form of a pantyhose and black knee-high boots with red soles.
Over that attire is a white cloak with a red undercolor with the ends of the cloak in similar level of tattering as her blouse.
She had two pairs of eye colors on her face; her right eye having a silver eye color alongside a white sclera, while her left eye was blood-red and had a black sclera instead - alongside a fair complexion, and short gradient black-into-red hair.
Her arms were pitch black, having spiked protrusions exuding from the forearm and into the tricep, having clawed fingertips in each arm - with her right leg having the same spiked protrusions lining up the leg from top to bottom, with the left leg being the only limb unaffected and the pantyhose being tattered, exposing some of her skin as a result.
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This is Summer Rose the lost huntress as she over looked the land with a cold stare that is until storm cloud began to form around the land which made Summer smile ever so slightly.
As the thunder from the storm roared many ursas would emerge from the same cave entrance as Summer as they looked over the land as well.
"A storm approaches" Summer said as in a flash of lightning she along with the many ursas would disappear leaving no trace of them behind.
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A/N:
Big thanks to UltimastrikerX for helping me with Summer's description and this story will be slowly updated about every two months or so but maybe that will change in the future but until then have a wonderful morning/afternoon/evening wherever you may be.
