The scene begins with Grandmaster Flaxen resting his head on a desk in the monastery's vault. Sky and Mylissa slowly approach him.
Sky: Grandmaster?
Flaxen jolts up, surprised by Sky and Mylissa.
Sky: Woah, sorry about that.
Flaxen: What? Oh, no. It's alright. I must have drifted off.
Mylissa nudges Sky and gestures to Flaxen.
Sky: Yeah, I'm getting to that.
Flaxen: Hmm? What is it?
Sky: Um, sir, what was that you said could help us? Something that Zephyr left behind?
Flaxen met Sky's gaze with a knowing look, his eyes reflecting the weight of centuries-old secrets. With a gesture, he motioned for Sky and Mylissa to follow him, leading them to the imposing entrance of the main chamber.
Flaxen: It is said that within this chamber lies a relic of great significance. Zephyr Altair's old armor, crafted by the hands of Ozma himself.
Sky's eyes widened in astonishment at the mention of the legendary armor. Flaxen continued, his voice carrying a weight of solemnity as he spoke of the armor's purpose.
Flaxen: This armor was gifted to Zephyr by Ozma, a token of protection against the dark forces that plagued our world. It is said to contain the spirit of Zephyr himself, a guardian watching over the monastery and all who dwell within its walls.
As Flaxen's words washed over him, Sky felt a sense of reverence wash over him, the significance of the relic weighing heavily upon his shoulders. With a determined nod, he turned to face the chamber entrance, steeling himself for what lay beyond.
Sky: What should I do?
Flaxen: Your path is your own, son. You will see, and you will know.
Sky took a deep breath as he pushed the door open and entered the chamber with Mylissa and Flaxen waiting outside.
Back in Vale, on the Pylon, Kaitlyn is seen on top of the lookout tower as she looks through her scope. Everything seemed fine with there only being a few Grimm scoring the city streets. Beowolves standing idle, Ursai searching for food, and Nevermores perching on lamp-posts.
As Kaitlyn continues to observe, she suddenly feels someone wrapping their arms around her waist. She turned her head to see V smiling at her as she rested her head on Kaitlyn's shoulder.
Kaitlyn: How is everyone?
V: That question may have more than one answer, depending on who.
Kaitlyn: What happened with the council?
V: (sighs) We were able to convince them that we can handle things if the Grimm attack. But they really didn't show much faith in us.
Kaitlyn: What do you mean?
V: They made a contingency plan in case the Huntsman and Huntresses can fight off the next attack. If we can't ensure the safety of everyone on this ship, they hope to have Bleu or her mom use their eyes to stop the Grimm. Luckily Councilman Mordecai agreed to have Bleu's mother handle it before throwing Bleu into that again.
Kaitlyn: And how is Bleu?
V: She's locked in her room and refuses to come out or let anyone in. Whatever happened to her, it's eating her up.
Kaitlyn exhales sadly but she suddenly hears something in the distance. She looks through her sniper scope and lets out a gasp.
V: Kait, what's wrong?
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Team SAFF: A RWBY Story
FanfictionThis story will take place in the current RWBY universe but it starts at volume one. This story will be based on an RWBY DnD. There will be new chapters after each session and there will be references to the RWBY show we all love. Hope you enjoy