The Raven and The Qrow

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This is a story about the two Branwen twins. The ones who know about true magic.

"Hurry up, sis," yelled a young Qrow from the middle of a forest. There wasn't an answer so he tried again, calling out, "Raven!" Still no answer.

There was nothing except... the call of a raven. Qrow ran towards the sound hoping to find his sister. Instead he found the bird, "Very funny, sis. If you don't get back to Beacon, old man Oz is gonna give you an earful."

A sigh escaped from a tree to the right. A young woman dressed in red and black came out from behind it. "Why even bother," she groaned,"it's not like I'm going to fight alongside armies."

"Oh, that's right," Qrow began, "you don't care what happens to the rest of the world. The only thing you care about is the Tribe."

"Of course I don't care," the older Branwen sighed, "The world has never worked in our favor, little brother. What makes you think it will now?"

"Maybe if we work with this guy, it'll start," Qrow spat, "Also, don't call me little, I'm taller than you."

Raven scoffed, "That's just like you, taking sides against the Tribe and your family. You should be ashamed of yourself, working with citizens and defenders."

"Unlike you sis, they've been treating me better than you and that damn Tribe. It'll give me something to show for my life. I might even go down a legend," Qrow pushed his sister, "Now, come on. We ain't got all day."

The Branwen Twins started heading back to Beacon in complete silence. "We're graduating today so Ozpin told me to come get you," Qrow finally said.

"I don't even know why you still bother with this! I'm not a hero, and I never will be," Raven glared.

"That's what scares me," Raven tilted her head in confusion, "That you'll get so caught up with that whole Tribe leader thing that you won't get to live your life the way you want it."

"I know exactly what I'm going to do with my life, so don't pester me with that, Qrow. This conversation about heroes has gotten on my last nerve," Raven had told her younger brother, arms crossed and clearly pissed.

"Alright," Qrow sighed, "Just let me know that we'll keep in touch." There was a tiny, almost unnoticeable glint of hope in his eyes, but Raven could see it clearly.

"Fine," Raven closed her eyes, "Who knows, I might even visit you."

Qrow mentally smiled, "I thought so."

"Don't push it."

"I'll try."

-Timeskip brought to you by Neo's Neapolitan Ice Cream or "Neo's Neo". It's definitely not poison. (It's probably poison.)-

"Summer Rose. Taiyang Xiao Long. Raven Branwen, and Qrow Branwen. I hereby graduate you four as professional huntsmen and huntresses. Congratulations, Team STRQ." (das me)

-Another time skip brought to you by the Yang and Blake's cause, "Save the Bees."-

Present Day

Raven pressed her sword against her younger brother's.

'We were a team,' he thought.

As if reading his mind she responded, striking him down, " Sometimes family just disappoints you that way, little brother."

With no fight left in him, Qrow gave into his fate. Raven had some hesitation when she had finally pierced his skin.

The younger twin could barely catch his breath when a flash of yellow and red separated him and his sister.

'Looks like they came just in time...' he thought, losing consciousness


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