Remnant of my heart || RWBY x S/I

2 // The chase, the cave, the sword.

Glynda stared intensely at her screen, eyebrows fixed into a solid 45-degree angle; face scrunched into the kind of frown that one could only give when faced directly with a particulatly disgusting cockroach.

She swiped a finger across the tablet; Ozpin recgonised each action, even through the flipped image. Glynda pulled up a list of each potential student, trying to find a face that matched with that of the fearful teen.

As he expected: "There's no record of them in our applications." Glynda sneered. "They're trespassing."

She looked back to Ozpin, "What do you want to do about them?" A smirk graced his lips.

"We'll wait for now."

"But sir-"

"Wait and observe."

/// Now playing: CAPPUCCINO CRESCENDO - boggio ///

Lea was still running. The number of Grimm had more than doubled in size now; and it seemed like the further in to the forest she ran, the more were attracted to her location.

She ran through the old ruins, jumping over collapsed stone and vine-claimed rock, accidentally almost slipping on an unnoticed pebble and kicking it backwards into the snout of a particularly large Beowolf. "Oops." She shrugged. The Beowolf bellowed a harrowing howl.

Lea hurried onward, her leather school shoes trying their best to keep themselves held together whilst padding along the dusty forest floor.

"Okay, Lea. You've got this. You can do this. You can do this. You. Can. Dothis." She breathed in and out. In. And out. By now, the Ursai had been gaining on her. She could barely run any more. A particularly loud growl and near miss to her back made her try to push her human muscles to the limit.

"I CAN'T DO THIS!!" She cried, taking a sharp left turn and scrambling up a tree. Lea had always been good at climbing, having started her journey in traversing the monoliths of wood at the age of 5, but she'd never expect it to be a necessary survival tactic. She felt the millennia of evolution that led up to this moment finally catch up to her, swinging from tree to tree with a primate's strength.

The grimm pooled beneath her as she jumped from tree branch to suspiciously thick tree branch. Eventually, one caught wind of her location, barking up at Lea like a dog. She chuckled nervously.

"Man, am I lucky Grimm can't climb." Although, couldn't they? From what she could remember, Ursai weren't ever shown climin- A sudden crash came from below. Peering over haphazardly, Lea noticed an Ursa minor close to the trunk of the tree she was on, slowly bashing away at it, using its claws like axe blades. Her smirk dropped. A loud CRUNCH emanated from below.

"Oh no."

And the tree fell. As did Lea.

Welp, time to run again.

/// Now playing: Amen break (bpm mix) - Divinelink ///

She wasn't going to lie, the thrill of the chase had kind of worn off at this point. Lea was completely drenched in sweat, and her heavy school uniform wasn't helping. Each step forward felt like a 50/50 chance of tripping and falling, and the dread of knowing the Grimm would eventually catch her had finally hit.

She had exclaimed it at the top of lungs earlier, but now, Lea knew. She was going to die.

Still though, she ran. Torn, leather school shoes thudding against the ground in exhaustion, grass was crushed under both her feet and the feet of the encroaching horde. She stepped on a daisy, then a branch, then a stick she had crunched earlier; Lea had already been here, already walked this hidden grassy path, dodged each subtle shrub and thorny branch; she thought with a sort-of nostalgic air that, normally, wouldn't come with something that happened less than two hours ago.