Nora Narrates I

Ruby Rose, the Grimm Reaper, leapt at the Deathstalker. Rose petals fluttered as she landed atop of the monster. Its golden stinger struck at her with ruthless ferocity, but such actions were not even worthy of its foe's complete attention. Yawning and with bored, silver eyes, Ruby parried each strike with a deftness, using no effort whatsoever.

Whish. Cling. Whack. Clang.

"Ruby!" Yang Xiao Long, her beautiful, bombshell of a sister cried out. Numerous wounds could be seen all over her. Blood dripped from the various cuts she received in her flight from the Deathstalker. Yang gripped her arm, a bleeding mess, and cried unshed tears. How could she have been so weak? So frail? Was she not the older sister? She was supposed to protect her, not the other way around!

Blake Belladonna watched her partner with concern, her eyes switching from Yang to the battle. She tried to stand up, but the fatigue in her legs left her unable to. Her dark and mysterious past haunted her. Blake didn't want to be feeling this helpless as before, but once more she was left with no choice. She couldn't even run even if she wanted to.

"No worries! For I am here!"

Leaping into the fray with his sword and shield raised was none other than the Golden Knight, Jaune Arc. His gilded hair and ivory armor gleamed in the sunlight. His blue eyes, deep and vast as the sea and sky, glared with gripping resolution at the Deathstalker. He watched his lover battle with the monstrosity.

"Please, Jaune," Yang begged, "protect her!"

Jaune smirked. "I always do."

Full of confidence, he turned to Yang and Blake and nodded at them. His handsome display of sacrifice and valor lit a flame inside of them. Their faces turned red at the thought, the burning passion and chivalry Jaune displayed reached them in ways no other man had ever done so before.

The Golden Knight sprinted towards the Deathstalker. By that point, Ruby had enough toying with her prey. Hearing her lover coming, she somersaulted backwards off the Grimm, blocking a desperate attack from the monster with ease. She landed beside Jaune and she would smile at him.

"I was wondering when you'd arrive, Jaune," she said, ardor raged in her eyes as she gazed at the knight.

He returned her loving gaze, and replied, "I'm never far behind you."

Their heads leaned forward to each other, their lips ready to meet. However, such affection would not to be. The Deathstalker used this distraction as an opportunity to attack. Its stinger divided them, the Huntsman and Huntress dodging the slash with grace and ease. Jaune and Ruby chuckled at each other, and a conversation was held with a single nod.

Working as one, Jaune readied his shield and pushed forward while Ruby scattered into red petals. Jaune swiped at the Deathstalker, working up its rage. Garnering its attention, the knight would block its attacks. Never straining, never taking a step back, Jaune was like the walls of the kingdoms. He would never break or buckle.

With the Deathstalker distracted, it would never notice the swirl of red, rose petals circling around it. Jaune, however, did, and he grinned in triumph. The Deathstalker raised its stinger and struck down at Jaune. Knowing what was to come he released his shield and gripped his blade with both hands. He deftly parried the strike and countered with a retaliation of his own. One slash was all it took to cut off the Deathstalker's golden stinger.

Pleased with his attack, Jaune shouted in triumph and jumped back, yelling, "Now, Ruby!"

The swirl of rose petals that surrounded the Deathstalker transformed into a torrent of red. A tornado formed. Its pull was strong that it hoisted the Deathstalker from the ground and lifted it in the cyclone. Inside the flurry, Ruby Rose would slice at the Grimm with her massive scythe. A cut here, a cut there, over and over again. Suddenly, the tornado finished and the massive Deathstalker smashed onto the ground. Above it, Ruby, having launched herself, fell from quite a height. She readied her scythe as she fell, her eyes aimed at the Deathstalker.

Even in its death throes, the Grimm was not one to go down without a fight. It made a desperate attempt to snip at her with its claws, but it was to no avail. Using the momentum of her fall, Ruby raised her scythe and slashed. The pointed end of her scythe came hurtling down into the Deathstalker's head, penetrating its armor and finally slaying the massive beast.

Thus, her red roses did kindly scatter.

Jaune Arc approached her with a carefree smirk, uncaring of the cadaver in front of him. He tossed her the golden stringer.

"Here's your trophy," he said.

Her heart wrenched with love that Jaune completed his promise. Now, full of lust, Ruby rushed into her lover's open arms and embraced his mouth with a—

"Nora, none of that happened."

Nora blinked, her narration of the events that occurred just a short while ago interrupted. "Are you sure, Ren? It's basically what happened."

"I am not attracted to Jaune," Yang groused.

"Nor I," Blake muttered in agreement.

"Furthermore, why was I not included in that little tale of yours? I helped!" Weiss complained. "I was the one that froze it with ice dust! Also, Pyrrha was helping Jaune block the attacks too during the setup!"

"I dunno, Weiss. I like Nora's version better. It's more romantic."

Nora cheered. "Ha! Jaune gets it!"

"Up top!"

Nora never could back down from a high five. "Well, you can't blame a girl from swooning. I mean… you were pretty handsome out there, Jaune. It's basically the stuff of movies! Especially with Ruby being the strong, female lead with the sexy boyfriend who isn't just there for decoration."

"You've been complimenting Jaune an awful lot. Should I be worried, Nora?" Ruby asked, teasing.

She winked back. "Well…"

"Ugh, first my sister…"
"…it's like my novels…"
"I will not be a sidekick."
"Not you too…"

Nora glanced at Ren, wondering his reaction. He looked at her with a frown and turned away.

Uh oh. She messed up.

Again…