End of the Line

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So even though Ruby's personality is very childish in the show, I wanted her to have that childish nature as a part of her personality, not the whole thing. So she'll be a bit different in this than canon. With the soulmate bit, soulmate marks appear within 24 hours of making first eye contact with your soulmate. Marks are usually formed with the main colors of the person, as well as a more decorated version of their emblem. Where the mark goes is random.

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Ruby's POV

I flipped through the weapons magazine in the back of the Dust shop, happy the owner was letting me stay late. Then again, I was one of his biggest customers since I constantly ran out of Dust. My headphones blasted music, blocking out most outside noise. I heard a very faint jingle though, and my interest peaked. Pausing my music, I listened to the people who had just walked through the door.

I wonder who needs Dust this late at night? As I thought, a man's voice cut through. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a Dust shop open this late?" 

I distinctly heard the whirring of a Dust powered gun load up as the shop owner started stuttering,"P-please, just take my Lien and leave!" 

"Sh sh sh sh shhh, calm down, we're not here for your money," the man's soothing voice said before hardening, "Grab the Dust." Whirring and the sound of Dust containers filling up echoed through the shop. 

"Crystals," a different gruff voice commanded,"Burn. Uncut."

The sound of a blade being unsheathed came from behind me,"Alright kid, put your hands where I can see 'em." I pretended not to hear him, and continued scanning the magazine page. "Hey, I said hands in the air!" I felt him approach me, before a heavy hand landed on my shoulder, "You got a death wish or something?" I whirled around, a confused look painted on my face. He pointed at his ears, motioning for me to take off my headphones.

I slipped them off, "Yes?" 

"I said, put your hands in the air, now!" Black suit with red accents. These men work for Junior. I hadn't expected to see them again after Yang trashed his bar last time. 

"Are you.....robbing me?" I asked him. 

"Yes!" he yelled in frustration. 

"Ohhhhh." My eyes narrowed. 

"Hey-" The rest of his breath whooshed out of him as I landed a solid kick to his midsection, sending him flying back into some containers. 

Another henchman came towards me, gun trained to my chest, "Freeze!"

I launched myself at him, sending both of us through the window. As the other henchmen looked at the broken window in shock, I stood up, Crescent Rose unfolding on my shoulder. I smirked at them, before narrowing my eyes, spinning my scythe around before slamming it into the ground. I took a good look at them, and realized that the man I had heard earlier was none other than the infamous criminal, Roman Torchwick.

He cocked his head at me, annoyed, "Okayyyyy," he glanced at the henchmen around him, "Get her." They ran towards me, and I started swinging around my scythe, slamming my feet into the closest man, and sent him sailing backwards. Wrenching my scythe from the ground, I started fighting against them. A few moments later, all of them were knocked out.

As the last henchman landed next to Torchwick's feet, he glared at the fallen man, "You were worth every cent. Truly, you were," he grumbled, before turning his attention back to me, our eyes connecting, "Well, Red, I think we can all say it's been a truly eventful evening. And as much as I'd love to stick around-" he crushed his cigar beneath his cane, before swinging it up at me,"-I'm afraid this is where we part ways." 

The end of his cane flipped up, revealing a reticle and the open mouth of a gun. He fired off a shot at me, forcing me to block with Crescent Rose, leaping out of the way of the explosive flare. Landing rather hard, I looked around bewildered, wondering where the man went. A scan of the surrounding buildings found him climbing a ladder at great speeds.

I was semi-impressed. In the time that had passed for me to get my bearings again, he was already halfway through his escape route. "You okay if I go after him?" I asked the shop owner as he staggered through the door. 

"Uh huh," he mumbled, and I took off after Torchwick. Using my semblance and firing a shot from Crescent Rose, I hopped on to the roof of the building, moments behind the man. 

"Hey!" I called out to him. 

He growled, stopping at the edge of the rooftop but not turning around,"Persistent." The roar of a bullhead reached my ears, just as one hovered up in front of Roman. As spotlights hit my eyes, I barely saw him leap on to the platform of the ship, clambering on.

"End of the line, Red!" I heard him yell, before flinging a Fire Dust crystal at me. It landed in front of me, a tell-tale whistling signaling he had fired a shot. As the ground in front of me exploded, I shielded myself for the killing blow, hearing Torchwick cackling from the airship. Instead, a light tinkling sound reached my ears, and as I stood back up, I stared in awe at the energy shield in front of me, recognizing the woman who saved me as Professor Glynda Goodwitch, one of the professors of Beacon. I really wanted to attend Beacon once I graduated from Signal in two years.

I watched her begin attacking the ship, before a new woman appeared at the platform. I assumed Torchwick had taken control of the airship as it had straightened out. As the two battled it out, I studied the woman shrouded in shadow. When a lull slowed down the fight, I glanced at Goodwitch before switching to rifle mode, firing shots towards the mysterious woman. She blocked them easily, before swirling red vortexes appeared around us.

I felt a pull as the professor used her semblance to fling me out of the way as she flipped, the two of us barely avoided the exploding ground just a few feet away. As I stood back up, the door to the ship closed, and it blasted away. I looked at Professor Goodwitch as she fixed a stern gaze on me. I couldn't contain my excitement any longer. "You're a Huntress!" I started fangirling.

"CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH?"


Updated November 29, 2019; 6:32am.

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