The lords Son VS Remnant

Legends Are Born From Dead Ones.

WHOOOOOOP THE VERY LAST 40TH CHAPTER BABYYYYYY I CANT LEAVE THIS ON A BAD NOTE. CHEEKI BREEKI IV DAMKI CYUKA BYLAT!!! XAXAXAXAXAXAXA F*CK 2020 

 "Perhaps I'll make a 180 comeback"...

-Idiot writer about to get choke slammed by 2020 with nothing else to do while the world burns.

Writer note: Italic words are character thoughts or mind dialogue.

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The sun in the sky radiated heat onto the crowds of tourists and people. An aroma of foods wafted into the breeze through colorful banners as endless amounts of upbeat spirits crowded the streets and vendors. Positivity filled the air as kids and adults celebrated the arrival of the Vytal Festival. During this time much lien was spent on luxurious goods like clothing, junk food, trinkets, and plenty more.

While in the residential areas of the floating coliseum, it was a different kind of attraction to the many areas in the city of Vale. Many crowded lines followed up to lead to the famous arena tournament happening there. At this tournament, only the most battle-hardened and trained youths of the generation would test their metal and prove themselves to be the brightest light among all. Hunter academy's across the continents would take turns holding these championships and this year was Vale's turn. Also, it was the festival's 40th time happing in history.

"Daddy! Daddy! Let's go we're gonna miss the fights!"

The father laughed at his son's enthusiasm as he pulled on his hand. Like many of the other parents, they made their way through the others that were just as excited to witness the tournaments. 

While the son and dad walked through the comfy entrance halls they passed by a particular blond girl. This girl along with two others behind her was angry while starring down at a man working at a ticket booth.

Weiss: Would you calm down Yang, the man's just doing his job.

A white-haired girl attempted to calm the blond but it did nothing but fuel the flames in her eyes. While this was happening a nearby pair of Atlas soldiers on guard duty were starting to eye them, further making the white-haired girl nervous.

Yang: Well we're students of the academy and shouldn't have to pay tickets to see some of the fights we're eventually gonna join!

Booth boy: Sorry mam, no ticket no entry. Those are the rules.

Yang: Why DONT you show me this rule book so I can shove it up your ass then? AND WHO ARE YOU CALLING MAM, IM NOT EVEN IN MY MID-TWENTIES!

Blake: Ow, indoor voices, please. Your killing my ears.

After a few minutes of calming down both the girls dragged the blond to a quiet corner away from the busy lines and crowds to converse with themselves.

Weiss: Where in Remnant is Ruby? Didn't she text you she would be here?

Yang: Yea, she promised to meet us here first thing after she was done picking supplies from a blacksmith. Maybe she got lost?

The troubled older sister started worrying for her younger sibling as she paced in circles. Imagining whatever dire circumstances her little sister could've gotten into. 

As the blond worried, the white annoyedly listened, and the black-haired quietly stood by the side, a sudden flush of a toilet resounded next to them in a female restroom and a door squeaked opened. As the door opened a familiar color emerged in their line of sight. Once Yang saw her she bolted and hugged her red little sister.