The punk that breathes fire

unbridled hatred

jack pov

I've been racking my brain for any memories of meeting this pipsqueak but nothing comes to mind. well......there was one person that she reminds me of but the possibilities of her being the same person are zero to none.

Jack: I think you've got the wrong person short stack.

Ruby: oh...sorry I didn't mean to bother you just remind me of this boy I used to know when I was younger.

Jack: oh yeah how so?

Ruby: well It's kind of a long story but when I was little me and my father were out driving in a blizzard when we found a little boy passed out on the road. He kind of looked like you is all.

I froze for a second thinking how weirdly similar her story was.

Jack: was he holding anything?

Ruby: actually now that you mentioned it he was carrying something strange. What was it though? Come on ruby think, think!

If it's really her I wouldn't know what to do. That was so long ago.

Ruby: oh oh! I remember now it was a-

Jack: sword. He was holding a sword when you found him.

Ruby: that's right! But how did you know that?

Before I could tell her anything two girls came running over to ruby. I hadn't turn to look at them because Ruby's eyes were glued to mine.

Weiss&blake: ruby!

Jack: sigh. just a guess.

Weiss: ruby! You know better to than to just leave your seat and talk to some weirdo!

Blake: look who's talking.

Jack: I'm right here you know?

I had finally gotten a good look at who had come over. And it was the worst possible type of person to run into.

Jack: (growl) schnee.

No POV

Weiss  spun on her polished heals with a face of confusion while blake stood in front of ruby.

Weiss: obviously. What? would you like an autograph or something?

Blake: I wouldn't do that if I were you. 

Weiss: Why? Because he's our "upperclassmen"?

As Weiss kept talking jack started giving off a strange amount of heat the more he listened.

Weiss: and another thing-

Blake: um Weiss?

Weiss: what now!

Weiss started to notice the heat coming off jack and started to back away. Jack looked as if he was going to murder Weiss but then he stopped for a moment and smiled creepily.

Jack: I've always wanted to fight a schnee.

Weiss: I assure you it would be a short fight.

Jack: oh ho ho! The high and mighty can talk dirty just like the rest of us. Ok then how bout it snow for brains? Want a little sparring match
So you can show off your skills to the class?