Come Together ( A RWBY Original Story)

Chapter 2

-Emma Pov-

After my conversation with Ozpin, I spend the next few days saying my goodbyes to everybody in the town. My dad was happy for me to be accepted into Beacon, and he once again told me the story about he and mom had meant when they went to learn how to be huntsman together. No matter how many times he may have told the story, I never get tired of hearing it, I love knowing more about how he and my mother had met, and I knew it made it easier for him to deal with her passing when he talked about her. And so, I listened to his every word about it.

When I wasn't spending my time with dad, and packing to go to Beacon, I was with the kids at the bookstore. As Ozpin had promised, he had bought the store, and talked to the mayor who had changed his mind about the store. I couldn't have been happier to know all of them had a place to go, no matter how much it saddened me that I had to leave this place. Deep down, I had known I wasn't going to be able to stay here forever, but I didn't think I was going to be leaving so soon. As much as I was excited to leave and become a huntress, I was really going to miss the people here.

" Hey everyone. Can I have your attention for a moment," I ask when I finish my song, and then all of them look up at me with curiosity in their eyes, and then I realize this is going to be much harder than I thought it was going to be, seeing how happy they are just to have me here signing for them. Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes and then remember that I have to do this. " I've been accepted into Beacon Academy, and will be starting in a week."

All of them clap happily for me, and then I let out a sigh of relief. They all seem to be genuinely happy for my sake, which makes me smile seeing that this many people want me to be happy, and are wishing me luck in my future. But I can tell all of them are sad to see me go since I can see the mood in the room shift a little bit. Even though genuine happiness is in their eyes, there's also a good amount of sadness, and Steph looks like I added even more stress to her life.

I sigh with a little bit of sadness, and then I head down off the stage. Steph and I talk for a few moments, and she does seem to be happy for me. " I don't know how we're gonna manage without you here," she admits eventually. " You've done so much for me, and for all of us. I don't just mean the singing, but you do a lot to help me with management, and then the money you've donated over the years."

She smiles when she says this, but it makes me feel even guiltier about my choice to leave, even if I do know that I had to, and that's what I want to do. I just can't help but worry about what's going to happen to the bookstore without me. It barely makes enough money to stay afloat, and that's with me refusing pay checks. My mind keeps coming up with the worst possible scenario for what happens when I leave. As I keep worrying about this, Steph places a supportive hand on my shoulders.

" Don't do this to yourself Emma. I know how much you want to leave, and then learn how to be a huntress like your mother had been. This is the right thing. I couldn't ask you to stay forever, and I wouldn't want or expect you to. You have your own dreams, and after everything you've done for us, the least I could do is encourage you to fly after yours," she says with a smile, and then a friendly stroke through my wings, and then I smile even more when she does this, Steph being like an older sister to me, and one of the few people I let touch my wings.

After my conversation with Steph, the hard part about reading comes up. Once the children finish lunch, Steph calls them all over. " Today is going to be the last time Emma can visit us. She's going to be busy with packing up all her things, and finishing paperwork to Beacon. She's done so much for all of us in the time she's worked here, and I know I'm going to miss her so much, and I know she's going to miss us too. Would all of you please say goodbye to her? And give her a big thanks for everything."