The Tale of Zai (Abused Zacian! Faunus x RWBY)

Chapter 2

Weiss wasn't the same after her mother left. Most of the Faunus workers had done their best to stay away from her, along with their children. After what she did to Zai, their only hope of a better outcome, they've only given her hateful glares and eyes that promised terrible consequences that she came near them.

Weiss didn't speak, eat, or even sleep. She had too many nightmares of her mother abandoning her, calling her a disgrace and that she wished she never had her. She didn't do anything with her time. She didn't sing, play the piano, nor trained. She completely forgotten how to even smile. It became apparent that the young girl fallen into depression.

Whitely had became more distant, even from his father. He was quick to anger, and fired his own personal tutors before they could even began to start the lesson. Whenever Jacques did talk to him, he would shut him out and not reply. Whitely had just as much involvement in Zai's abuse as Weiss did, but only joined when he needed to relieve his stress. With Zai and Willow gone, he had no way to release his anger and fully became their father's puppet. 

The least affected by this, besides Jacques, was Winter, the eldest daughter and former heiress to the SDC. At the time, before Weiss got away with murder, Winter didn't know. She was too busy with her life becoming a member of the military. Only recently she learned about what happened, how her mother got a divorce and left the company. She asked her father, is he could be even called that, but the man didn't bother to fill her in. So, she tried a different approach, by asking the staff.

What they told her, made Winter's blood freeze in her veins. Many emotions began to develop within the elder Schnee. Anger. Guilt. Sorrow. Shame. Fury. Disgust. Regret. And above all, absolute betrayal.

Later

Weiss sat in her room. She didn't want to talk to anyone, not that anyone did. She had been visually ostracized by everyone in the manor, from the Faunus servents to the human ones. Even Klein had been rather distant, and he was the one who Weiss looked up to in moments like this.

The Schnee Heiress heard her door open, thinking it was one of the servents. But when she turned around, her mouth dropped at who it was that entered.

"Winter!?" Weiss gasped.

Winter Schnee's eyes narrowed as she gazed down at her younger sister. She stood beside the doorway, her arms crossed.

Weiss sat there for a moment, dumbstruck, before she caught on to the fact that she was gaping at her older sister. She blinked, snapped her mouth shut, then immediately remembered to fix her posture, sitting upright, keeping her back straight, resting her hands on her lap, trying to appear as composed as she could.

Then it occurred to her that Winter had said nothing. Critiquing Weiss' posture and composure had practically become a trademark greeting for Winter. Yet she hadn't said anything, appearing completely content to stand there and watch her like some...exhibit.

"W-Winter...?" Weiss prodded, deeply worried by her older sister's silence.

Winter closed her eyes and sighed. The sound was more melancholy than anything Weiss could remember hearing her utter.

"Of all the things I thought you might possibly get up to, I never thought I would meet you under these circumstances, Weiss."

"Winter...why didn't you tell me you were coming?" asked Weiss, unable to think of anything else to say under these strange circumstances.

"What's there to tell? I've learned that mother had filed for divorce, only to also learn that you attempted to kill a child your own age." She kept her face blank of emotion, but her words carried venom. "A child you, Whitely, and Father abused and locked up like some sort of animal."