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Performance for fluffember🤍

The Voice of an Angel

Fandom: High School Story (Original Trilogy)

Pairings: Aiden Zhou x Evie Ayana (female HSS MC), maybe with a small side of Ajay Bhandari x Cher Lee (female HSS:CA MC)

Characters: Aiden Zhou, Evie Ayana (female HSS MC)

Rating: G

Warnings: None

Additional Tags: Fluff, Singing, Performance, Dancing

Word Count: 2,128

Summary: On Evie’s 18th birthday, Aiden and the jazz band whip up a little surprise for her. Takes place approximately between HSS:CA 2 and HSS:CA 3 (though my memory of the HSS:CA timeline is a little more fuzzy).

A/N: First of all: to the anon who sent the prompt, major apologies for sleeping on it for so long. Coming up with writing ideas is a bitch, but it is something I want to do more often. And there was also that one time when Tumblr turned off editing for answers to asks, which carried over to the draft post for this for a while. Second of all, I’m fucking obsessed with this song from Doctor Who (“My Angel Put the Devil in Me”, from the Series 3 soundtrack) and I think Evie and Aiden would be as well. Third of all, yes this is a belated birthday fic for Evie, but I’m glad to get it out before the end of Evie’s birthday month at least. Also haha both Evie’s birthday this year and in the setting of the fic were on a Friday. Fourth of all, arghrghrargh my first time writing a fic where one character sings to another AND does a choreographed dance to it too. It’s a lot more difficult than I imagined lol.

(Also, the outfit I imagine for the other jazz band kids)

Prompt: Performance

Source for prompts here. Even though it's long past November, I'll still accept prompt suggestions from this list year-round.

Tags: @inlocusmads @aces-and-angels @aria-ashryver @lover-also-fighter-also @jerzwriter @choicesmc @3rdstreetfrank @dutifullynuttywitch @lovealexhunt @lilyoffandoms @peonierose (as this is the complete version of this WIP and this challenge bit), and @choicesficwriterscreations

Friday, March 8, 2019. The day of Evie’s 18th birthday. She’d been planning to host a birthday party at one of her favorite restaurants in the city, starting in the early evening after school. Almost everyone she knew from school was invited.

It was late in the afternoon now. Evie took one last look at herself in her new outfit– a navy blue suit with a purple floral necktie– and grinned, before dashing to the living room. There, her dad was checking his phone.

“Alright, I’m ready to go!” she said.

He turned to her. “Actually… we can’t leave just yet…”

She pouted. “What??? But Daaaad, the party starts at 5 PM and it’s already 4:45!”

“The people doing the decorations are… taking a bit longer than expected.”

“Oh…”

“It’s a bit awkward to go to a party when they’re still putting decorations up, isn’t it?”

“That’s true,” her face softened. “Do the other guests know?”

“...yep! I’ve just told them, in fact.”

“Okay… but how long do we have to wait?”

“Shouldn’t be more than… ten to twenty minutes?”

Evie pouted again.

“It’s not that long…”

“Okay, fiiiiine, I’ll be patient…”

“And I’ll be doctor!”

Evie winced. “Dad, NO…”

…

About twenty minutes passed, and then finally, her dad said it was okay to start driving to the restaurant. After a fifteen minute drive, they arrived, and Evie wasted no time going in.

The room was alive with upbeat music, purple decorative lights and flowers, and many of Evie’s friends. It seemed like just about everyone she’d invited had shown up– her main friend group, her teammates, her friends from the other cliques and Hearst, Cher and her friends from theatre, the seniors from last year who hadn’t gone away for college…

And all of them greeted her with a big “Happy birthday, Evie!!!”, in unison.

Evie inhaled, beaming at her friends. Many of them ran over to hug her, a few others cheered for her.

Then she saw Emma and Cher push their way through the crowd and grab her by her arms.

“Evie! There’s a special surprise for you, right now!” said Cher.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah!” said Emma. “Just come with us…”

The crowd parted, making way for Emma and Cher to pull Evie to the opposite side of the room. As they did, the party music slowly faded out and the lights began to dim.

“What the–” Evie started.

“Shhhh. You’ll see soon enough!” Emma replied.

When they made it to the opposite end of the room, a warm spotlight turned on over her, and there she saw it. The jazz band, all set up with their instruments and dressed in matching snazzy black-and-red suits and… devil horns? Yes, devil horns.

And at the front of it all… was none other than her beautiful boyfriend Aiden, all dressed up and holding a microphone.

Evie just about stopped in her tracks as she took in his outfit– a snug, ivory-colored flapper dress that had silver beads sewn into intricate patterns, and hung just barely above his knees. Along with that, he also wore a couple of matching long pearl necklaces, a fluffy white halo accessory over his head, and winged eyeliner.

“Wow…” Evie felt her breath catch. “Aiden, you look–”

Just then, Aiden signaled to the band… and they started to play.

Evie grinned broadly, her eyes immediately lighting up at the familiar upbeat jazzy tune, and watched intently as her boyfriend danced towards her, in steps that were careful and rhythmic, yet lively.

Then the tempo slowed, and he held the microphone to his mouth and began to sing.

“I'm a country girl, I ain't seen a lot… But you came along, and my heart went pop! You took a little streetcar to my heart… And an apple of love fell off my apple cart~”

Evie’s cheeks flustered at his melodious voice. This wasn’t the first time she’d heard him sing– he’s sung to her plenty of times, and they’d practically been doing Evie-Aiden duets since the day they met. But this… this was different. Aiden had never done a solo singing performance for her before, let alone one that involved a bit of dance as well.

“You looked at me, my heart began to pound… You weren't the sort of guy I thought would stick around… Hey, but it don't have to be eternally… My bad, bad Angel put the Devil in me~”

And his singing voice was all the more different this time around too. Even later into their relationship, as Aiden had become more confident about his singing, there was always still a hint of nervousness in his voice when they sang their duets. But this time, he sang loud and clear. Like he was owning the stage.

Aiden performed a small twirl before stopping, his eyes meeting hers as he began slowly walking up to her, making her heart jump a little.

“You lured me in with your cold grey eyes… Your simple smile, your bewitching lies…”

As he sang that verse, he reached out and grabbed onto her bright purple tie, making Evie’s face heat up as he began tugging on it gently and pulling her closer to him.

“One and one and one is three… My bad, bad Angel… the Devil in me~!”

The tempo picked up again. Aiden let go of her tie and took her hand in his as he broke out into energetic dance movements while still singing the lyrics to the song, the skirt of his dress swishing about as he swayed gracefully to the instrumental music.

Evie squeezed his hand and matched his movements, her pulse racing now. All the while, the crowd watched with excitement. When they came face-to-face again, she was giving him an almost drunken smile.

Soon enough, Aiden broke from her hold and turned around, sashaying slightly as he started stepping away from her… before looking over his shoulder, catching her gaze once again.

“My bad, bad Angel~ you put the Devil in me~”

Aiden shook his butt side-to-side to the beat, giving Evie a knowing look that made her cheeks brighten. The music slowed, and he turned around to face her again.

“So, now my dear, I ain't the girl you knew… 'Cause the Angel's got Heaven, but I get you…”

He sauntered back up to her.

“And the tree of life grows tall, you see… My bad, bad Angel… you put the Devil in me~!”

The beat slowed to a more gentle, relaxed tune as Aiden placed his arm over Evie’s shoulder.

“Oh… You put the Devil in me~”

Aiden gestured towards Evie’s arm, and she placed her arms around him, taking hold of his waist as they began to rock together.

“You put the Devil in me…”

Gently and smoothly, Aiden broke out of her hold and took her hand again. Lifting her hand, he twirled himself under her arm, then placed himself backwards against her body– all without missing a beat.

As Aiden continued to sing, Evie wrapped both of her arms around his middle, embracing him from behind. Aiden pressed back against her and placed his free arm over hers, almost as if to hold her arms in place, as they began to sway side-to-side together again. Evie practically melted into him, his body warm against hers.

“You put the Devil in me…”

Then, the song picked up again.

“You put the Devil in… me~!”

He swiftly yet carefully broke from her hold again, and danced in a circle around her as he sang the last few verses of the song. She turned to follow him, their eyes locked onto each other yet again, as he gave her an almost sultry gaze.

“My bad, bad Angel, you put the Devil in me!”

At the final note, the lights slowly faded back on. Aiden stood in front of the now cheering crowd and took a huge bow, grinning proudly.

Once he straightened back up, Evie finally let out a high pitched “EEEEEEEEEEEE!!!”, bouncing up and down before leaping onto Aiden, sweeping him up into her arms, and spinning him around. Aiden gasped, dropping his microphone with a loud *thunk*– but then quickly held her face in his hand and pulled her in for a passionate kiss, prompting the crowd to cheer louder.

After a moment, Aiden broke the kiss. “Happy eighteenth birthday, Darling~”

Evie squeezed him tighter. “Aiden, that was…” She took a deep breath, a starstruck look in her eyes. “Your singing is amazing… I mean, I’ve heard you sing before, obviously, but…”

A slight but visible rosy tint grew on his cheeks.

“But I’ve never done a singing performance for you, I know. I figured it was about time I did.”

“And you were fucking amazing. I’ve never heard you sing like that before… like, you were already good, but I didn’t know you were this good…”

“I mean… practice makes perfect, after all…”

“That’s true…”

He planted a small kiss onto her lips, making her whole body warm up.

“And what made you choose that song from Doctor Who for your first performance? I mean, obviously I love the song–”

“That’s just it. I know how much you love the song, and the episodes it came from.” He chuckled softly. “And, I mean… I don’t blame you. It is a fantastic song.”

Evie’s smile grew wider. “God, Aiden… I fucking love you.”

“I love you too, Evie.”

They pulled each other in for one more kiss, holding each other tightly, before she set him down.

“And I love your outfit too… you look absolutely gorgeous, as always~”

Even as Aiden beamed at her so brightly, his cheeks turned as red as the other band members’ devil costumes, prompting Evie to giggle.

“Well… I have been having a lot of fun trying on new outfits…” he said, softly.

At that moment, Ajay and Cher popped up beside them.

“Hey… if Aiden likes singing, dancing, and dressing up in fancy outfits now… you think we could convince him to join the upcoming spring musical?” Ajay said. “His talent would just be unmatched…”

Evie and Aiden turned towards them.

“The next play’s gonna be a musical?” Evie said. “I’ve been wanting to act in a play, but, uh… I don’t think I’m ready for one that involves singing…”

Aiden raised an eyebrow at her. “But we’ve literally been doing duets ever since–”

“That’s different. I can sing alright when it’s more casual, but in a professional musical performance? I’m not that good.”

“You should still consider it!” Cher chirped. “If not an acting role, you can always still be an assistant director or a techie…”

“That sounds much more my speed.”

Cher turned to Aiden. “You should definitely consider trying out for a singing role, though!”

Aiden put his hand on his chin thoughtfully. “It could be fun… I know Evie doesn’t want to sing in a musical, but imagine if we got lead roles together…”

“Oh, perhaps I could be convinced now…” Evie said, before smirking playfully. “But, let’s be real. Put Aiden in the musical, and he’ll probably just upstage all the other singers with how good he is. He’ll make everyone else look like chumps.”

“Hey!” Cher exclaimed, her face scrunching up into a pout. “Are you saying I sing like a chump?”

“What– no, I–” Evie’s face fell.

Cher dropped her pout and grinned again. “Kidding! You probably have a point… I do sing every now and then, but it could use a little more work. Especially since I’m planning to go for an acting role in the musical, of course.”

“Well, if we can’t get Aiden in a singing role for the musical, perhaps he can be a musical director and help coach the actors who are a little more inexperienced?” Ajay suggested.

“Actually… that’s a great idea!” Aiden said, his face lighting up. “I’d love to do that!”

Ajay beamed. “Oh, perfect! We’ll talk to Mr. Olson on Monday.”

“I’ll need some time to think about it… but I’ll let you know if I do decide to accept.”

“Sounds good to me!” Ajay reached his hand out, and he and Aiden shook hands. “Anyways, great job on your performance, Aiden! And happy birthday, Evie!”

“Yeah! Happy birthday, Evie!!!” cheered Cher.

“Aww, thank you both so much!”

Evie gave each of them a warm hug before they walked off. Aiden placed his arms around her and kissed her on the cheek, and she turned back to him.

“Thank you so much, Aiden. For being the best boyfriend ever, and for giving me this awesome birthday.”

“It’s my pleasure~” Aiden hugged her tighter. “But… there’s still more, of course. Ready to enjoy the rest of your birthday party?”

“Oh yes!”

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RWBY Versus XV: A Bitter Reunion

Blake was frozen in fear as she saw Adam for the first time in over a year. He stood over a severely wounded Team SSSN and scoffed at them before turning to her.

"Hello Blake," he greeted. Blake twitched as she was face to face with her old partner. She could reach for her sword, but it wouldn't do any good. Adam was vicious and he could easily break Gambol Shroud like a twig. But running away was out of the question too. Adam was vindictive and he wouldn't stop until those who opposed him were dead.

"B-Blake!" Sun wheezed, "P-Please r- agh!" Adam angrily kicked him in the face to silence him. Drawing his sword, Wilt, he placed the tip towards Sun's back, slowly adding pressure. Sun clenched his fist as the sword started to burn him.

"Adam, no!" Blake screeched.

"What's it gonna be, little sister?" said Adam, "Are you gonna let him die?" Blake grit her teeth and drew her sword, charging at Adam. The two of them clashed swords with furious speed. "You and I were destined to change Remnant and then you turned your back on us! On me!"

"I never wanted to fight the humans!" Blake shouted, "My fight was against racism and prejudice! The White Fang was created for equality! Peace!"

As those words hit his ears, Adam started to lose it and he pushed her to the ground and drew his sword to her neck. Blake shifted Gambol to its pistol form and aimed it at near his head.

"Peace between humans and faunus is impossible! The humans are nothing but vile, filthy scum! Have you forgotten what they did to me?!" Adam grabbed onto his mask and tore it off, revealing the scar on his left eye, a brand with the letters 'SDC' burned onto him. Even after all these years, seeing it made Blake sick to her stomach. Slowly Adam lowered his sword and offered his hand, "Listen," he spoke calmly, "High Leader Sienna doesn't take kindly to deserters. But I can convince her to give you a second chance. Please come to back to me, come back to us. We can be a family again."

Blake kept her gun raised, her hand shaking slightly.

"I'd rather die than ever join you again!" she hissed. Adam's right eye shrank and he grabbed Blake's arm, crushing it. She screamed and tried to break free from his grip, but the pain was too much and she eas low on Aura. Sun could only watch in horror as he struggled to move.

"Killing you would be too easy," Adam said coldly, "First you need to suffer." Blake felt a sharp, burning sensation near her stomach as Adam stabbed her.

"AAAAAAAGH!!!"

"BLAAAAKE!!!!" Sun yelled.

"Get off of her!" Cried out a familar voice. Blake and Sun turned to see Yang, her eyes glowing red and her hair ablaze.

"Yang, no!" Sun warned her.

"D-Don't!" Blake wheezed. Their words fell on deaf ears as Yang leaped towards Adam, her fist raised and glowing with yellow flames. Suddenly, she tumbled and crashed to the floor as Adam drew Wilt and sliced off her arm.

#rwby #rwby au #rwby fanon #crossover au #final fantasy #final fantasy xv #rwby versus xv #blake belladonna #sun wukong #yang xiao long #adam taurus #neptune vasilias #scarlet david #sage ayana

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darksaiyangoku · 1 month

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This has been on my mind for a while now as a Jaune fan

I've seen many ideas and wishes by other Jaune fans about how he should've been the new host for Ozpin instead of Oscar. Why is that?

Why is it you guys want/wanted Jaune to be his host?

#rwby #question #jaune arc #oscar pine #ozpin #rwby ozpin #rwby fanon #darksaiyangoku.txt

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darksaiyangoku · 1 month

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Finally feel like I can say something coherent, so here goes... I say this without a shred of exaggeration: Akira Toriyama was legitimately one of the most important creative figures of the last 50 years. His work, especially Dragon Ball, has influenced SO much even outside its own medium. Movies, TV, cartoons, comic books, video games, MUSIC... all of it. You can see his fingerprints in so many other works. Even now, artists and writers, voice actors and animators, musicians and game devs are all mourning him and reflecting on the impact he had on their own work. Titans of anime and manga are sharing in this pain. The craziest thing about this though? The humility he had in spite of it. He was always reluctant to be in the spotlight, preferred to keep his head down and just work, never really worried that much about public perception of himself. Part of what makes him such an icon, man. Losing him is losing a piece of our shared history. It's something that resonates deep in the hearts of everyone his work touched. This is just... such a loss. And I can't even begin to imagine what his family is going through right now. Praying for them all. Rest in Peace to a literal Legend, an absolute Icon, and a personal inspiration in more ways than I could ever express properly.

#Akira Toriyama #dragon ball #dragon ball Z #Dragon Ball Super #Dragon Ball Daima #DBS #DBZ #RIP #dragonball #dragonball z #dragon quest #chrono trigger #blue dragon #SandLand #Dr. Slump #reblog

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darksaiyangoku · 2 months

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#atla #avatar the last airbender #the last airbender #reblog

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RWBY Winter Tales

The Crimson Shinigami

Ruby looked out of her window as the fog crept up. It was getting late and she still hadn't heard anything from Pyrrha yet.

Ruby: Where could she be?

[Argus City]

Pyrrha stood face to face in front of large, dragon-like Hollow. She drew her Zanpakutō and rushed in for the attack.

Pyrrha: Hiyahh!!!

She sliced the Hollow across its neck, making it screech in pain. But Pyrrha knew that these monsters were persistent and that attack was more of an annoyance to them. She kept her guard up for the retaliation as the Hollow used its claws to slash at her, blocking each strike with ease. It tried to use its tail as a weapon, furiously thrashing it about. Pyrrha swiftly dodged it and cut it off in a clean blow. The Hollow snarled and dashed at Pyrrha with intense speed. She readied her Zanpakutō, taking a deep breath to strike at the perfect moment. The Hollow bared its fangs at her and lunged. But it was too late. With one swift cut to its mask, it was defeated and landed on the floor with a hard thud. Pyrrha sheathed her sword and clasped her hands together as the Hollow disappeared in white light, purified of its sins. Pyrrha looked around saw her gigai lying aginst a tree.

Pyrrha: *nervous laugh* I really need to be careful where I put that.

[Pyrrha's house]

Ruby opened the door as she heard a knock, and found Pyrrha holding a bouquet of roses.

Pyrrha: Hehe, I'm sorry for being late. I hope you didn't start dinner without me.

Ruby: *rolls eyes* You're lucky you're cute. *chuckles and kisses her*

#rwby #rwby winter tales #rwby au #rwby fanon #bleach #shinigami #pyrrha nikos #ruby rose #pyrruby #rwby pyrruby #pyrruby rwby #ruby x pyrrha #pyrrha x ruby #ruby rose x pyrrha nikos #pyrrha nikos x ruby rose

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RWBY Winter Tales

Kamen Rider Oz

VPD Officer, Glynda Goodwitch, was in hot pursuit on her motorbike as a large, bat-like creature flew into the air. She had never seen anything like this in her life. Earlier that night, she witnessed monster attempt to attack a group of people as they were leaving a party, severely injuring one of the girls. Her muscles tensed up as she grabbed a hold of her pistol, aiming to clip its wings. However, her helmet was obsucring her vision and made it difficult to get a clear shot.

Glynda: Damn it!

Suddenly, another motorbike leaped out of nowhere and slammed into the giant bat, knocking it to the ground. Glynda halted the break firmly and turned to see the incident. The other motorbike was completely unarmed, along with the rider. The bat-creature screeched in fury, but he seemed to be unfazed. Glynda's eyes shrank as she recognised him from the back. It was Ozpin.

Glynda: Ozpin, get out of the way! It's dangerous! *raises pistol*

Ozpin: *turns around* So am I.

He took out a small, rectangular metal device from his belt, posing dramatically.

Ozpin: Transform!

In a flash of green light, Ozpin switched from his jacket and jeans to a dark geen suit, with black armoured chest, gloves, boots and a black helmet with a light green visor. The bat lunged at him to attack, but he simply leaped into the air.

Ozpin: Oz Kick!

His light leg became a stream of fire as struck the bat's head, causing it to scream in pain. It tried to bite at Ozpin, but he retaliated with a strong uppercut.

Ozpin: Oz Fist!

From his holster, he drew a collapsable sword and charged towards the bat. It flew down to try and grab him with his talons, but Ozpin was just in time and sliced them off. He then placed his hand over the blade and it began to glow green.

Ozpin: Today justice shall prevail! Emerald Blade Attack!

Ozpin leaped into the air once more and slashed at the beast furiously. As he landed, the beast had crumbled into ash. Ozpin looked at Glynda and pushed a button on his belt, reverting to normal. She absolutely stunned.

Ozpin: I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I never meant to lie to you.

Glynda: Y-You're a... you're a superhero?

Ozpin: *nods* Yes. I'm a Kamen Rider, protector of Vale City.

Glynda: How did this happen? When did this happen? Why didn'f you-

Ozpin: Sweetheart, why don't we pick up this conversation when we get my place? It's starting to snow.

Glynda looked up and realised he was right. Small snowflakes started falling and tickled her skin with their cold touch.

Glynda: O-Okay. Shall I put on a coffee for us?

Ozpin: *smiles* Coffee sounds lovely.

#rwby #rwby winter tales #rwby au #kamen rider #rwby fanon #ozpin #glynda goodwitch #ozglyn #rwby ozglyn #ozglyn rwby #ozpin x glynda #glynda x ozpin #ozpin x glynda goodwitch #glynda goodwitch x ozpin

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darksaiyangoku · 2 months

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@assiraphales While I get what you're saying, there is a right way and a wrong way to do filler and a lot of it has to do with pacing. The worst examples of filler are shonen anime, because aside from a few, many of them have dedicated characters and subplots that they make a huge deal about... only for them to be dropped when the next canon arc happens. So what was the point telling audiences to get invested then? It just wastes time.

genuinely one of the worst things that’s happened to television in the last few years (exacerbated by streaming services) is death of Filler. going from 20 episodes to 8 because “we didn’t really need that episode where the main characters went to the beach right? it had no long lasting effect” but we DID!!! we needed to see how they act without the Big Bad Plot and to establish the dynamics between the characters and lay in the sun (do they forget sunscreen? how do they react to a thieving seagull? do they get buried in the sand or do they do the burying?). the plot isn’t everything. the action doesn’t hit as hard without the quiet moments. give us character development and our little scenes back

#important #reblog #darksaiyangoku.txt

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darksaiyangoku · 2 months

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Today I am 27.

🥳🥳🥳

#darksaiyangoku.txt #birthday #personal

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RWBY Winter Tales

Witch of the Shadows

Blake walked along the path with her familiar, a shadow cat named Fergus. In the City of Vale, there were rumours of a Demon Knight that would appear during the blizzard and slay any unsuspecting travellers. She couldn't stand monsters like that and she agreed to hunt it down in exchange for a weekend at the Library of Forbidden Tomes. There was a treasure kept inside that was far more valubale than any gold in Remnant. Blake shivered violently as she stumbled in the snow.

Fergus; Are you sure you can handle yourself in this weather, my lady?

Blake: O-Of c-c-course. I-I-I'm perfectly f-f-fine.

For several more minutes, the two of them kept trudging along and all the while, the snow became thicker. Blake started to feel her feet soak with each step and it was making her uncomfortable. Unfortunately, she didn't know any fire spells to warm herself up. Fergus shook his head, disappointed in his mistress' lack of forsight.

Fergus: Tsk tsk tsk.

Blake: S-Shut up. A-Anyway, are we in the r-right area yet?

Fergus: We need to go further left. According the citizens of Vale, the Demon Knight's stronghold should be right over here. *runs*

Blake: What the- Fergus, get back here!

Blake tried to run after her familiar, but the deep snow was restricting her movement. She was struggling to keep up and the snowfall was becoming heavy, obscuring her vision. Suddenly, she tripped over what felt like a loose branch and ended up falling down a steep hill.

Blake: Agh!! Ow! *rubbing her head* Damn it! *turns around* Huh?

Blake was flabbergasted. In front of her was a small, decrepit stone house and on the windows were torn flags of a forked Imp. This couldn't possibly be the home of a demon, could it? Blake tried her best to stand up and, grabbing her wand, carefully walked inside.

It wasn't what she had expected at all. The inside of the house looked like a common living room. There was a table, a few broken chairs and a bookshelf. Sitting on a dusty bench was a young man stroking away at Fergus, who trilled delightfully. He had blonde hair, deep sapphire eyes and wore torn white tunic. His most distinguished feature, however, were his horns. He was a demon. Blake shook her head. She couldn't just attack him. Fergus didn't appear to be in any danger and he didn't look like he was a knight either.

Blake: Um, hello?

Demon boy: Huh? Oh. Hello there, witch. I didn't hear you come in. Why is it that you've come here?

Blake: Um... well, I... *lowers wand* I was sent to investigate the reports of a Demon Knight who was attacking unsuspecting travellers. I-I hate to ask, but do you know anything about it?

Demon boy: *shakes head* No, I don't. I was exiled from the Demon Knights 3 months ago.

Blake: Oh... I'm sorry.

Demon boy: It's okay. To be honest, they were a bunch of dicks anyway. By the way, is this your cait familiar?

Blake: Yeah, his name's Fergus. *snaps fingers* Return to me.

Fergus disappeared in a puff of black smoke.

Blake: Anyway, I know you're not a member of the Demon Knights anymore. But did you at least hear anything about the attacks?

Demon boy; Hmmm, if it was attacks on humans, I think I might know one in particular. His name is Cardin and he's... well, infamous is putting it lightly.

Blake: Why exactly is he infamous?

Demon boy: Put it this way, even among demons, he's quite brutal. No one escapes an encounter with him intact. He truly is a monster.

Blake: I see. *grips wand* I hate to ask, but would you help me in finding him?

Demon boy: Well, my combat skills are a little rusty. *stands up* But if you need my help, then I will gladly lend you my services.

Blake: Thank you, Mr...?

Jaune: Jaune Arc. *smiles*

Blake didn't know why, but seeing him smile made her heart flutter a little.

Jaune: Now then, *stands up* why don't you sit down and I'll get some dinner ready.

Blake: O-Oh no no no no, I couldn't possibly-

Jaune: Don't be silly, you just came in from the cold. A hot meal will do you some good. The kitchen's not perfect, but I can whip up something real nice. Do you like tuna?

Blake: YES! I mean- uh, tuna is good.

Jaune: Two tuna steaks with asparagus and mashed potatoes coming right up. *goes into the kitchen*

Blake's stomach grumbled as she heard the sound of pots, pans and the sizzling of the fish. Drool dripped from her mouth as the buttery scent touched her nose. She smiled excitedly. Maybe she had finally found the one.

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RWBY Winter Tales

May the Power Protect You

Ozma struggled to his feet as he crawled through the mud.

Salem: It's over, Ozma. You and your precious warriors have failed. Why don't you just accept your defeat and stop prolonging your suffering?

Ozma continued crawling, desperate to get away from Salem. She looked over him and shook her head. His self-righteous streak was admirable, yet infuriating. She took a few steps and grabbed her spear, stamping onto him. Raising it high, she plunged it sharply into his back. A visceral scream escaped his mouth. Blood seeped out from his back and deep into the mud, his breathing became weaker and his vision was fading. With the little strength he had, he clasped his hands together and uttered a spell.

Ozma: I call upon you... *coughs violently* the power of the Ancients... *coughs violently* guide my hand so that I may find someone worthy to carry on the legacy of the Rangers... go with my blessing and may the Power protect you....

Faint lights of the colours red, white, black and yellow appeared from his hands and scattered up into the sky. With one last smile, Ozma succumbed to his wounds and died.

[Remnant 207 M.A.]

Ruby walked beside Blake as they were returning home from shopping. Throughout the journey, Ruby was holding onto Blake's arm to stabilise herself on the slippery, icy pavement.

Blake: Ruby, you should've put on your new boots.

Ruby: I didn't want the ice to wreck them.

Blake: You sure you didn't want an excuse to grab onto my arm.

Ruby: Wha-? No! I- *mad blushing*

Blake: *small chuckle* Relax, I'm just teasing you.

Ruby: Hmmmmph! J-Just keep walking!

Blake and Ruby made it to the Rose-Xiao Long house and gave each other short hugs before they were about to go their separate ways.

Ruby: B-Blake, wait! Um... do you- uh. *shuffles foot*

Blake: Yes, Ruby?

Ruby: D-Do you, uh... *sighs* never mind, I'll see you tomorrow.

Ruby opened the door and was greeted by the grinning faces of her parents, Taiyang and Summer, and half-sister, Yang.

Yang: So??? Give me the good news!

Ruby: ...I didn't ask her out.

Tai: Aww, sweetie. Come here. *hugs Ruby*

Ruby: I just froze up again... Blake will never go for me.

Yang: Hey don't say that. Listen, Ruby, you're a great girl. You're cute, smart, funny and no one has as much enthusiasm for ancient Remnant weapons as much as you do. Blake's bound to get a kick out of that as a history geek herself.

Ruby: *giggles*

Yang: Don't be too hard on yourself. Everyone gets nervous.

Tai: Yang's right, sweetheart. Lord knows how much of a wreck I was before I asked out your mom.

Summer: Oh he's not kidding, it's quite the tale. Come on over, the Shepherd's pie is getting cold.

Ruby: Thanks everyone. You really know how to help out.

They sat together for a warm, delicious meal. With one bite, Ruby hummed as she felt the troubles of her day melt away. After they had finished, they all gathered around the TV to watch the latest news. Several UFOs had been sighted all across Remnant.

Ruby: You really think aliens are out there?

Yang: *shrugs* Who knows? Though if they did exist, I'll challenge them to race with my trusty Flamethrower. Spaceship vs motorcycle!

Ruby: *rolls eyes* Of course you would.

Ruby decided to leave the living room for a while in order to put away the shopping she had bought. As she walked upstairs, she saw a faint, glowing red light from the corner of her bedroom door. She felt a lump in her throat and her heartbeat started racing. Slowly, Ruby crept forward and reached out her hand against the door. A gentle push followed and she dropped the bags. Sitting on her bed was a bright red, watch-like device, with a rose emblem at the center.

Ruby: ...What the hell? *slowly takes the device*

Device: *humming sound* Now accessing Morphing Grid. Match in progress. *whirring* Match complete. Subject is matched with The Power of Roses. Red Ranger confirmed.

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