A Crow's Path (English Version)

The Crow's Broken Wings

-You did what?!- he was furious -Just what was most logical to do. You weren't there, so I entrusted the mission to her- the tone of Ozpin was calm as usual -You're very good at justifying yourself, Oz. You sent me to look for the Spring Maiden and you know well that it would have taken weeks before I could find a trace!- he clenched his fists with rage -Where is she now?- Ozpin sighed, placing his scroll on the table, and the device projected an holographic map -Here- the man adjusted his glasses on his nose, then pointed to a point on the map. The wrath of Qrow increased dramatically -Are you out of your mind?! There...- Ozpin continued for him, ...is where we suspect there are clues on how to defeat Salem, yes- the man turned off the Scroll, and then he spoke again -Summer is one of the best Hunters that I have ever seen, and my directives were not to engage in any combat with Grimm, I'm certain that...- he was interrupted by the sound of the elevator and the noise of running heels -Ozpin! Summer Rose has just sent a request for immediate reinforcements!- Glynda Goodwitch entered breathlessly in the study by communicating the news. His heart started to beat faster in his chest. He widened his eyes, while his mind already thought of every possible scenario -Qrow...- he ignored Ozpin. He Ignored Glynda. All that mattered was to find Summer. he jumped out of the window, transforming into a raven in mid-air and beating the wings furiously in an attempt to go faster.
He crossed all Vale, ignoring fatigue and pain, heading further to the North, with the landscape below him radically changing. From the city to the villages, then the woods, until he came to a forest of dead trees.
Flew over the branches like claws, attentive to every sound, every noise, in the distance, and the smallest movement on the ground. He heard nor saw nothing for half an hour; he was about to pass over when a sound to his left caught his attention: A howl. And a rifle of large caliber firing. Summer was to be no more than a dozen kilometers away, judging by the echo.
He rushed there, taking advantage of the updrafts to gain more speed. Approaching, he noticed a row of dead bodies of Grimm of various kinds that were dissolving. He was close. The sound of the rifle was becoming more and more clear, more and more thunderous. Then he saw it. A white spot on the reddish ground; he threw himself into a dive, aiming for a Beowolf that was about to attack Summer from behind. He took more and more speed, then he transformed himself, he pulled the sword from behind his back, did a somersault in the air and landed, thrusting his blade in the skull of the Grimm while it was about to jump on Summer.
Summer turned quickly, pointing the rifle in the direction of the sudden wail, the eyes wide open, the hands that trembled, and the electric discharges of her Aura, which was running out, that crackled around her in a dance of crimson lights -Summer, it is me- Qrow approached slowly, watching the carnage that was around him. Hundreds of bodies that were vanishing gradually and Summer with the bottom of the white cape starched, a big cut to her right side and some scratches on the arms, face and legs. Her gaze made it clear to Qrow why there were so many Grimm: Summer was not afraid, she was terrified. The girl blinked a couple of times, as she wants to ascertain that the person before her was not only a mirage, then lowered the rifle -Qrow...it's really you- she fell on her knees and he immediately ran to her side, holding her in the strongest embrace that he would be able to give her -My love, you're safe- he was so happy that he was about to cry; Summer made a tired smile -You...you've never called me this way before...I must have scared you a lot- Qrow was about to respond when his gaze was caught by something behind the shoulder of the girl: the corpses around them were dissolving all, except one. A colossal Deathstalker missing two legs, a claw and an eye was slumped to the floor, motionless, but his body wasn't disappearing. The joy of having found Summer was such, that his brain took a fraction of second longer to understand what would have happened. A fatal fraction of second. With a quick motion, the tail of the Deathstalker snapped straight against them. Time seemed to slow down suddenly: he grabbed the hilt of the sword, but it was too late. The sting of the Grimm stuck in the back of Summer, hole through the side. The expression on the face of her was of pure surprise -NO!!!!- Qrow cut the tail of the creature, then turned the sword into a scythe and charged the Deathstalker, hitting him repeatedly and with violence on the head, until the body vanished under his eyes.
He ran to Summer -No, no, no, no...Summer, Summer!!- he raised her head, taking her face, more pale than ever, between his hands; he checked the wound: where the Grimm had hit, it was spreading a stain of blood -Stay with me Sum, I will take you out of here, just...hold on a bit more- the eyes of Summer, a time full of life and bright, were now almost completely faded -It's...It's...- the girl tried to speak, but barely could breathe -Save your strength, you have to resist until I reach out of here- Summer took one of his hand gently, tightening weakly -O-our...our daughter...p-promise me that...you will take care of her...- unconsciously, Qrow knew that he would never have had time to take her to the hospital, but he refused to believe it would end like that -we'll take care of her...you and me, together, but you have to stay with me, ok?- his voice was broken by despair. There had to be a way to save her; Summer shooked slightly the head, as if she had read his thoughts -It's okay, Qrow...I-I am happy...I-I would just have spent some more time w-with you...- tears began to fall down from his cheeks on her cape -Please Summer...don't leave me- he stroked gently her hair -Did you know?...I-I see the hill and...and the tree...-Summer looked at him, making a weak smile and reaching out a hand towards his face -Q-Qrow, I...I-I will always love you...- her hand fell back inert on the wound, while her eyes closed -Summer? SUMMER?!- The body of the girl vanished in his arms in the form of thousands of small red lights, and suddenly, Qrow found himself completely alone. Only with his pain and his suffering. Alone with his regrets.

A Month Later

His clothes were torn and creased, with several cuts and scratches everywhere, hair disheveled, and the expression of those who no longer had anything to live for.
After Summer was gone, he was gone mad: he walked for days in that cursed, skeletal forest, in search of how much more Grimm he could find; Nevermores, Ursas, even Deathstalkers, was of no importance the kind. He only knew that he wanted to kill them, from first to last. He had to kill them. So he did, by slaughtering all the creatures that he met, some of them with rapidity and coldness, others with brutality and anger.
It took him almost a week to escape from that hell, then he set off for that place; during his journey, Ozpin tried several times to get in contact with him, but he broke his scroll at the third attempt of the man.
After three weeks of travel, he had finally arrived. The rain was pounding insistently against his shoulders, soaking his clothing and the leaden sky every so often resounded to the sound of some thunder. The grass around him had taken on a shade of green, definitely darker than he remembered, perhaps because of the bad weather. He continued walking until he found himself in front of the tree that was at the top of the hill. Where it all had started. He could almost see himself and Summer laugh together -I Could stay here with you, if you like...- he murmured, clutching the hilt of the sword with so much force to whiten the knuckles. He drew the weapon, and in that same moment, a bolt of lightning fell a short distance with a flash and a tremendous noise.

A Few Weeks Later

He found him in a bar, with a glass containing an amber liquid that it was definitely not tea in one hand and the head resting on the counter.
Ozpin had gone to look for him almost a month before, telling him that Qrow had disappeared a few weeks ago, after he had literally jumped out of the window of his office and went in search of Summer, and asking his help to find him.
Taiyang had tried in vain for weeks, but to no avail.
That day had been exactly like the other: a complete failure; he had decided to go to a local for a drink, to relax the nerves, and there, when he least expected it, he had found it.
He lost no time and ran to him -Qrow! Damn, we've been looking for you everywhere, where have you been?!- he touched the arm of his friend, who in response pulled back, raising his head slightly and staring at the half-empty glass in front of him -Tai...go away- the tone of the guy was flat, devoid of any emotion and the absurd thing was that he didn't even seem to be under the influence of alcohol, despite there beside, there were five other glasses that were identical to the first, but empty -Qrow, what are you...- the other downed the drink in a single sip, passing then a hand on his chin to clean it of any residue -I said...go away...please - the situation was far worse than he thought -Tell me what happened. Where have you been and where is Summer?- the boy remained motionless when he heard the name of their teammate, then snapped in the direction of the door without he could stop him.