Cold As Ice: RWBY

United as One

Sweat dripped down my face as I struggled. "Come on! One more!" yelled Ezra. I grunted and lifted the bar over my head. "One more!" she repeated. I lifted the bar over my head once again. "All right, that's enough for today," she said. I dropped the bar and it hit the ground with a resounding boom. I leaned against the wall and took a sip of water. I watched as the rest of my team worked out respectively at their own pace and their own way. Everyone was dressed in gym clothes, drenched in sweat. Ezra wore a green workout bra and green yoga pants. She told me she wasn't afraid of showing some skin. She claimed it was because she wanted everyone to see her "muscles". Zayne and I wore the same thing, red track suits with matching pants. Yuuto was meditating outside in the field, wearing his normal clothes. "Yo!" Zayne called. I looked over. "Yeah? What's up?" I asked. He waved me over. "Spot me while I do this," he said. He got under the bench and set the bar to 250 lbs. I got behind the bar and helped him lift it up. I let go and he let the bar go to his chest and back up again. I noticed he had a very pale scar on the right side of his face. Zayne finished his set and sat up. "Oh yeah!" he said, flexing his arms. "Feel the burn!" I got down onto the bench and dialed the weight back to 175 lbs. Zayne got behind the bench and grabbed the bar for me and set it down on my chest. I lifted the bar up and back down my chest. After finishing my set, I racked the bar and turned toward Zayne. "I noticed there was a scar on your face," I said. "How'd you get it?" He touched his face for a moment before answering me. "A Beowolf slashed me in the face when I was younger," he said. I nodded and decided not to press the matter any further. "Let's go for a run ladies!!!" yelled Ezra. "How come she gets to lead gym class?" grumbled Zayne. I shrugged and we all ran outside after her. 

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We returned to the dorms, drenched in sweat and winded. Well, me and Zayne were at least. Yuuto opted to sit out during the work out and Ezra wasn't even sweating at the end of the run. "You ladies need to work out more," she stated. Zayne and I both looked at muscles and looked back at her. "We're heavy lifters, not runners!" we both yelled. "All right, whatever," she said, "Imma take a shower." She left the room leaving us alone. Yuuto had left for the library, so it left just me and Zayne. I decided to get a shower too, so I took off the track jacket and my shirt. "Damn." I turned my head to see Zayne staring at my back. "What the hell is up with the marks on your back?" I smiled grimly. "My turn to tell you huh?" He continued staring, in shock. "The one's criss-crossing my back is from my failed Hunt. The one on my side was from an earlier brawl." I traced the line up my spine. "This was from when I was experimented on as a child." He nodded and thought about what I said. "That's really messed up," he said finally. "Well I'm off to take take the next shower!" he said. "Hey!" I yelled, "I called next!" I ran after him into the bathroom and we both wrenched open the door. We opened it to reveal Ezra, covered only by a towel. She saw us and her face turned red. "What are you doing!?" she yelled. "CLOSE THE DOOR NOW!!" We slammed the door shut and sat on the floor. "Oh, we're in for it now," Zayne grumbled. I just laughed.

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It was a moonless night and we all laid in our beds. I was the only one awake, well as far as I could tell from everyone else's steady breathing. I stared at the ceiling, thinking of how close the Vytal Festival was. "One day left," I thought. I turned onto my side and looked at my helmet sitting on my nightstand. "I won't fail, not that I'm so close to proving to everyone I'm not the failure I once was." I went back to lying on my back and closed my eyes, dreaming about the Vytal Festival.