Branwen - RWBY Fanfiction

Chapter 2 - Flight of the Birds

(A/N: Most of the fight scene below this is taken from a fanfiction that is also called Branwen :P)

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"Again," Raven said, staring at her ten year old son. Her son was dressed in black dress pants that had red pieces of red armor covering his thighs to his ankle, a black T-shirt also with pieces of red armor covering it along with black sneakers (Very similar to Raven's clothes). His hair had grown since was born into a black spiky mane on top of his head though it reached his eyes it was not enough to interfere with his vision.

Nursing his bum slightly, he got up and readied his wooden sword, Raven narrowed her eyes slightly, a small frown appearing on her lips.

"Hold it firmer Yin but not to firm. You want to hold your weapon with a adequate balance between the two. Not to firm, but not too loose." She said, holding her own wooden blade casually.

"Right, sorry Mum," Yin spoke readjusting his grip on his wooden weapon. Seeing the readjustment, Raven nodded in satisfaction.

"Now prepare yourself, I will be coming at you at a slightly higher level." Yin did not respond to Raven's sentence, instead opting to spread his legs slightly further apart as he entered his stance. Raven smiled in approval, before setting her face in an indifferent expression. Shifting her feet, Raven slowly got closer, the tips of their wooden blade brushing against each other's.

Suddenly, Raven lashed out, and Yin moved his sword in defense. Their wooden weapons clashed repeatedly, The ten year old child jumping back to avoid a horizontal strike from his Mother. Seeing this, Raven pushed forward, stabbing at her son. Yin used his weapon to deflect Raven's blow, and he moved in for a strike. However, he could not as Raven used the pummel of her weapon to strike Yin across the cheek, his aura absorbing the blow. His Aura.... That was something that Raven wasted no time in unlocking once Yin turned three years old.

And as it turned out, Yin had alot of it.

Not waiting for Yin to recover Raven rushed forward, slashing at his feet causing him to stumble and fall, She'll have to scold him for that later, his aura adsorbed the blow from hitting the ground. Raven backed away as Yin recovered.

"Again" And with that Yin charged forward again, his onyx eyes burning with determination. Raven's eyes sparked with approval as she dodged and parried all of the slices and jabs sent her way by Yin.

With their swords locked together, Yin suddenly crouched, Raven's weapon overextended due to her surprise. Yin spun in his crouch, his wooden blade aiming to strike Raven's abdomen, Which it would of, had Raven not jumped. The wooden blade passing under her feet, Her foot struck out but Yin quickly rolled away.

Landing, Raven smirked in approval "Very good Yin, You are exceptionally skilled considering your age"

Yin blushed from the praise before reentering his stance, Raven smirked "One last time, everything you've got"

Understanding what Raven was implying, Yin's eyes began to change "Sharingan!" into the Sharingan or the Copy Eye Wheel. Raven and Yin's name for Yin's semblance. It was still very much a mystery to them but they did know the basics,

Yin's semblance, The Sharingan, allowing him to see the world in a much clearer and sharper view even slowing down his perception of it, It also allowed him to predict attacks and movement. The Sharingan also allows Yin to memorize pretty much anything from books to things he's seen. It also allowed him to create illusions and the only real known way to break them was to break through it with pain, more powerful the illusion more pain needed to break it.

Raven charged forward clashing swords once more with Yin but catching him off guard when she kicked in the abdomen, Yin went with the momentum of Raven's kick trying to gain distance but Raven didn't allow that, covering the distance again and striking at his head.