(RWBY x Various) Some Semblance of Talent

Hidden Eyes

"I don't have time for this, -REDACTED-!"

"Sure you do."

"Well I don't owe you any kind of explanation."

"*chuckling* No you don't. I know exactly what this is about."

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The Grimm hadn't even begun to fade away when Ruby broke her pose. Her eyes darted to the quickly-disintegrating bodies and the treelines. She knew she heard something that wasn't made by her or the Grimm. It was only once and very quickly, but she heard it. Then she spotted it; she wasn't sure if her eyes were playing tricks on her, but a split-second before it deteriorated, she saw a burning hole in the severed head of one of the Beowolves. Unsure what to make of it, she decided she didn't have enough ammo to take any chances and made her way home.

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"Get up Weiss."

"I... I can't..."

"I wasn't asking you if you could. That was an order. Get. Up."

"I'm tired, Dehseta!"

"Irrelevant, Weiss! Your victory against that Arma Gigas was nothing short of a miracle. You were barely stronger than it. If you were strong enough, you wouldn't have that scar. Now let's go again."

"... Fine..."

"!!!"

"Hey! What are you doing?! Let go of-"

"Where did you get these?"

"From our training! Your aren't exactly gentle."

"No. This wasn't me. I know where you failed to block and you always heal those quickly with your Aura... You wanted me to see these... Why?"

"... you're the only one still here... the only one who I thought would listen."

"... Weiss... Are you a Schnee or a Gele?"

"What?"

"You come from a very strong bloodline, a bloodline that your father makes a mockery of and whose reputation your mother fails to uphold. Your sister makes the family name proud and I'll be d***ed if I allow you and your brother to falter. A scar from a strong opponent is understandable, but bruising from a spineless curr with no combat experience... it is shameful. So, I ask you again, are you a Schnee or a Gele?"

"... I... I am a Schnee!"

"Prove it! Get up! Run it again!"

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"I haven't seen that before," the first masked stranger commented as the Atlesian Spider Droid disintegrated into an array of pedals.

"Oh, I have," the red masked stranger sighed in admiration. "Only it was a lot of people and they didn't turn into pretty flowers. But don't worry, we can get him back if we collect all of the stones."

"Moron," the other growled and joined Blake on the next car. The more intimidating one nodded to reassure her of her decision. Adam jogged forward but came to a halt when he grasped what was about to happen.