Chapter 1

It was dark.

I had no clue where I was, but the one thing I could say for certain was that it was dark. It wasn't just dark though, it was literally nothing, nothing to smell, nothing to touch, nothing to hear; nothing. Whether my senses had stopped working or there literally was nothing I wouldn't be able to say, after all what's happening to me right now is a complete mystery to me; the me who died.

I had been killed and before I knew it I was here, in this darkness. It's been a while since I've been here, how long though I couldn't say; the lack of all senses kinda makes that difficult.

Am I in hell?

…..

Yeah, no I seriously doubt it. Maybe this is what happens after death, never-ending nothingness…. If I was still alive that would be terrifying.

Well at least it's not that bad, I'm not in pain or being tormented by the souls of the dead, or whatever else people say happens after death. But the one thing I can say for sure is that it's boring. Maybe it's for some kind of self-reflection, 'to seek purity and focus on oneself they must be shut off from the outside' I think some poet wrote. To hell if I care, for all I know I'm having a really vivid dream, or would this be a nightmare?

Well, I might be thinking such things, but I honestly have no clue, and probably never will. The only thing I really know is that it's incredibly boring; Pro-tip, don't die, doesn't live up to the hype.

Well it's not like I chose to, damn psycho stalker.

….

I wonder if I can fall asleep here?

99997…

99998…

99999…

100000…

Shame I don't have a camera I could have recorded myself there. Dead man counts to 100,000 or whatever, that would get some views.

It's been a long time since I've come here. I've slowly been regaining my sense of touch. Since I can feel my body I've noticed the reason I couldn't see was because my eyes were closed, but they won't open, as for my ears I can barely make out anything. I sometimes hear something really muffled, but it's like a pin dropping you won't notice it unless you really focus.

At least that's how it usually is.

Noto now though, now it's screaming. Loud, loud screaming.

I've been trying to open my eyes to see the cause of the noise and although it may have taken me a while, I finally managed to open my eyes to see, but I was immediately shocked by what I saw; everything was huge. Luckily the screaming had died down when I finally opened my eyes, but I couldn't really see properly, or at least I wasn't seeing properly, it was like I was living in a child's painting, everything was just a mess of blobs, with giant human shaped blobs being the only think I could vaguely make out . I wasn't completely inept though, I mean you would have to be an anime protagonist to be that dense but I realised the screaming was from my mother. Or rather my new one I guess I should say.

Yeah, I was reborn, a very accurate title given recent….events.

I'm currently being held my some a blob with what looks like a blob mask, hopefully I wasn't reborn as a blob and it's just my infant eyes.

"…..healthy….aura….safe…"

Oh I'm being given to a different blob right now. As I'm being handed over I notice my mother blob was still, she must be asleep I think as I look at the new blob, with red blobs in the middle of what I assume is his face and blobs on top.

"Ira."

I don't know what he said, or I am assuming he said something considering his face blob slightly parted. All I know is I am tired. Getting reborn certainly takes a lot of work, doesn't it? At least I can finally sleep oh it's been too long, I think to myself as I give in to the desire.

I am now two, time sure flies when you're young.

It took me a while but I can finally see. Now you might be wondering, are the people blobs?

No! Hooray! On that note I'm also not a blob either I'm a completely normal reincarnated child. I can also walk and talk, aced it…. after what felt like too long. But at least I've even managed to get rid of the whole pronouncing r's as w's and all the other ways toddler's speak, oh how life is good.

"Iwa"

I hear someone call from behind me in the garden; unlike me they haven't been able to kick the whole w's and r's. Turning around I….

BAM

I'm on the ground looking at the beautiful sky as the snow is falling from it. Is that cloud an ice-cream or a duck? I think to myself completely forgetting I was talked by a now giggling snowflake. Apparently it's fun to tackle people to the ground, luckily the snow cushioned the fall, so I'm happy just lying here and being covered in the white world.

"IWA."

Apparently snow can talk now as well. No wait that's not snow, I think to myself as I look at the girl. She has long, white hair, sometimes it gives off a light bluish tint like ice or snow, matching her light blue eyes.

"Weiss?" I say as I look at the giggling girl.

Weiss Schnee, yeah, that Weiss Schnee. It seems I got lucky when I was reincarnated; not just an extra life but being born in Remnant, The Land of RWBY. Definitely the jackpot.

"We half to go in NOW!" she says, ending in an adorable shout with her hands in the air before giggling as she gets up while trying to drag me up at the same time, resulting in a pout when she couldn't. Well a small two year old barely has strength to drag themselves up, dragging another is almost impossible.

Getting up we walk towards the house, well it's the house of the Schnee's, so calling it a house is definitely wrong but, well, to put it bluntly, calling it a mansion probably wouldn't do it justice as to how big it is and I refuse to call it a palace.

"Why do we have to go in now?" It was a bit early for dinner and to be honest I was building a fort, I never had enough snow when I was growing up before, so now I will fully relish in this treasure.

"Itsha SURPWISE!" She shouts as she marches towards the doorway. Well everyone likes a bit of surprises now and again, I think as I silently walk beside her.

At the doorway is what looks like a slightly older version of Weiss is standing, ever the serious elder sister I think to myself watching the 9 year old try to act like a grown up, clearly betrayed by the excited delight that comes into her eyes when she sees us.

'If even Winter can't hold it in it must be something really big' I think to myself.

"Come on, Ira we'll be late." She says grabbing my hand to make me walk faster. Since I was trying to figure it out I didn't even notice it before we reached the front of the house and realised why.

Opening the door a large room, covered in medical supplies, I see a tired looking woman cradling a young baby in in her arms, smiling peacefully as the baby sleeps.

"Mother." Me and winter say before heading over to have a closer look. "What's his name?" Asks Winter, but before she could get a response,

"Mama! Baby?" Says Wiess as she rushes past us and arrives at the bedside, tilting her head as she notices her new sibling.

"Whitley." Mother, or Willo, says in a soft tone, resulting in a giggle from Weiss. Father is apparently out visiting a mine that had gone on strike, or so says the maids and butlers I overheard, so he isn't here for the kids birth.

Oh, it should probably be noted that they aren't my parents. The woman who gave birth to me died when I was born and my father must have left me shortly after, resulting in me never seeing him except in blob-form. How do I know that these aren't my parents you ask? Simply put, I remember her funeral. It happened shortly after I regained the ability to see properly, apparently she was related to my new mother, possibly siblings or something, at the very least they were close and she adopted me, nice woman, probably more of a mother than the one from my old life. She also gave birth to Weiss shortly after the funeral, that week must have been a rollercoaster for her.

"Shhh he's sleeping right now, we have to be quiet or else we will wake him." Mother says, holding a finger over her lips.

"Oh." Weiss realises, "Shhh." Weiss whispers to us, causing me to smile at the display of adorableness, so I mimic the train and do the same to Winter. Looks like I got a smile from that one. Me:1, Her: 76. Getting a new sibling must have softened her up, or rather lowered her usual watertight seal, I mean it's not like she is emotionless, just serious.

Anyway, as I am busy reveling in my victory, the door opens up once again, revealing a woman dressed as like nurse, or rather a real nurse coming in.

"Mrs Schnee, you need some rest, allow me to look after him while you rest." She says to mother when she makes her way to the bed.

"You're right, okay children mommy needs her rest, okay?" She says after handing the nurse the newborn.

"….Yes. Mother." Winter says after a short delay, failing to hid the unwillingness in her voice as she gives a slightly clumsy curtsy.

"Aww, but I wanna hold him." Weiss says, clearly voicing out her unwillingness.

"He needs to sleep too, Weiss, or he won't be happy." I say to the clearly dissatisfied girl.

"Weally? Like when Winter wakes up?" She says, innocently jabbing at the eldest sister's crankiness. 'Isn't she supposed to join the military, this must be what trained her to wake up early." I think to myself, holding back a laugh causing me to smirk.

"Worse." I reply, getting a shocked face from the girl as we walk out the door. As we all head to the courtyard, following Winter who is probably going to train. She said she is going to go to Atlas Academy, so she has been training since she was 5.

I wonder, when will I be able to train? Should I even become a huntsman, I mean it would be cool, but I could die, especially considering what I know happens later on. But Weiss would probably still be one, just me being here shows how different this world is from the story, so she may be killed like Pyrrha was. Oh, I'll have to do something about that, andI wouldn't want anything to happen to Weiss, and it's not like I would be able to escape from that witch; it would probably be a do or die situation, and I don't really want to die so soon.

I resolve myself as I watch Winter practice, with a sleepy Weiss sitting beside me, all in all, I've been having a good reincarnation.