A'ight, so I'm going for this. I've had my mind plagued with the idea of this coming together, and it's annoying me, so here is my first fan fiction, and I do not care if I get no reads or reviews (Though that would be amazeballs) I am going for it. Feel free to constructively criticise me, though not just insult me, or I'll pull a Liam Neeson/Ruby on you. I will find you, and I will steal your cookies. Anywhoosies, here is the wolf with tree souls!
Disclaimer; I don't own RWBY! Just the plot! RWBY belongs to Monty of Roosterteeth (Sadly. I should steal that from him too… hmmmm)

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I ran into the dark alley, chest rising and falling as I breathed heavily. My legs automatically carried my sore, heavy body through the alley as a pungent stench of trash, piss and the smell of a burnt cigar wafted through my nostrils. I gagged on the horrid combination of the smell and stumbled my way through the darkness of the alley way. A scream bounced off of the crumbling walls and forced its way into my sensitive ears. It made me cringe as I ran onwards. The scream said, no, promised death, horror, anguish and hatred. I couldn't bear the noise so I carried on running. Tears poured out of my grey eyes. I sprinted as the darkness closed in on my breaking soul. Nearly to the end, I thought.

So close.

This last thought flashed through my mind as I came to a complete stop. My mind was a whirlwind of thought as I ran from the darkness lapping at my heels but now one constant thought flashes multiple times. Why does my stomach feel so cold?

It might be because of a long, sharp, bloodied metal pole sticking through it.

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Damn it. Damn it all to hell.

Mind too numb with fear and surprise to register it, my hand slowly drifted towards the pole protruding from my abdomen. Shaking fingers were nearing it as my consciousness was contemplating whether it was all real or just my dark, twisted mind playing with my broken, scarred body. I can't believe it, I seriously can't believe it! It can't be!

My finger sends entire shocks through the whole of my nervous system as it brushes against the bloody metal of the warm pole. I fell to my knees, the darkness claiming me and my soul. A small part of my fragile body recognises the soft splatter that was the rain escalates into the drumming of an army's feet as the heavens rained an onslaught against the unrelenting earth. I give up, and start to close my heavy eyes.

They snap open and lightning collides with the ground, illuminating my pierced body. My long, white hair matched my dark brown eyes. My white top started to stain as droplets of my own life essence coated the front of it.

My own bluelife essence.

A guttural laugh escaped my dry lips.

"Ever wondered why my blood is blue?" My harsh words rolled off of my sharp tongue, letting my deep, hoarse voice take my words and throw them off of the walls and into the dark depths. I carried on chuckling, and then I let out a scream as I felt pulling on the pole.

One tug. I screamed with agony. I put my hands up and helped push the blasted thing out.

Two tugs. I moaned in pain. The tugging on the pole increased, but a spasm sent the pole further into the recesses of my body, causing me to scream again.

Three tugs. The pole is halfway out, whilst the tears begin to weave their way down my pain constricted face. A laugh, more demonic then mine ever could be, smashed through my defences and caused me to spasm again, sending the pole right into my kidney and making me scream louder than ever. I've gotta keep going, I need to survive this!

Four tugs. The pole is leaving my kidney alone and is on the move again. Blue blood is trickling out of my wound and flowing down to pool at my waist.

Five tugs. I scream again. I'm losing what little energy I have, so my screams aren't as loud.

I lied.

Six tugs. The person pulling gets bored. The pole gets ripped out. I let out an ear splitting scream, my loudest yet. Then my whole body failed on me and I collapse. I was just on the brink of consciousness, the amount of blood loss was that great! I struggle to raise my head and stare into her blood red eyes as they burn me.

Well, her semblance more like. She can control fire.

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Again, Damn it. Damn it all to the ninth circle of hell.

I have no choice but to let her cut through my already ripped straight jacket with her fiery gaze. Oh yeah, I was put into a blasted straightjacket so I couldn't escape without a god damn hindrance. She cut through the tattered remains with little effort, and let her flames lick my skin as they got to work. I just laid there and let the torrents of pain wash over my battered skin. Eventually she laughed, left her last mark, and waltzed away with the cane wielding man. I didn't notice though.

Why didn't I notice?

'Cus I was dead.

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Yang's P.O.V

To hear the ice princess scream like that spelt trouble, but to hear your little sister scream like that caused fear to run its cold fingers up my skin. The shadowy girl I would spend three and a half years with lurched forwards to the opening of the alley…

Why? Why the bloody alley?

I followed after the cat Faunus when I saw her whole body freeze up and a gasp of cold, visible air leave her lips. The sudden weather change after Wednesday's storm was unexpected. It was now Friday, and snow was falling softly and slowly.

Calm before the storm.

I don't know where this thought came from, but it just appeared and sat there, unmoving in my brain. All I know is something is definitely up, even Blake is scared!

These thoughts plagued my mind as I walked ahead of Blake. I eventually caught A glimpse of the heiress, and a few rose petals, but the cause of the petals was nowhere to be seen. Weiss backed up into me and screamed again when her arm brushed against mine. I probably would have cringed at the high pitched noise, or got her to calm down, but I was busy cringing, trying to calm down, and not throw up as I looked ahead. I finally understood why there was screams.

I didn't want to.

Right in front of me, with a pile of recently bothered snow on top of him, was a Faunus. He had a burnt white top with strange, black buckles. The top was in ruins. His head looked okay, but i got to the juicy bit as I looked down his neck to his torso…

Okay, that made me really cringe. I really don't feel well anymore.

He was face down on the damp floor. His skin was dark, but you could still see the massive burn that covered his back, his sides, his stumpy arms and his shrivelled legs. That wasn't the most… interesting detail about this dead boy. He had various cuts, like the gaping hole in his back, but there was no blood, rather there was a small amount of a dried blue fluid. The wounds must have cauterized from the burning. Did this guy have blue blood?

Seriously, where was Ruby? I'm starting to worry a LOT about her. I need to f-

"YAAAAAAAANG."

The scream of the fifteen year old caught my attention as a storm of rose petals slammed into me. Luckily I activated my aura just in time otherwise she would have taken me out. Damn her speed man! She was sobbing. "Y-Yang! I was with Weiss an-and we wanted t- to get home quicker s- so we took a shortcut a- and we s-" I hushed the young girl as I held her tight. Her usually sparkling silver eyes had dulled down to a bland grey as tears flowed down her cheeks. "W-who is he?" She mumbled into my chest. I shook my head as I was oblivious to the answer her curiosity provided. I turned my neck and forced myself to look at the blundering mess that was my partner. This person was… of the same kind as her. This would hit her harder than I did that bloody ursa when it cut my hair. Or Ruby when you take her strawberries. I let go of Ruby and walked forward. As I glanced over the burnt boy, my eyes widened with surprise as blue flecks of fire started floating off of his skin.

Is he combusting?

"The hell?" was all I could get out when a thin tendril of blue fire shot out of him and dashed past me. I heard flames swirl as they connected with something. I followed the tendril and gawked at its ferocious might before I saw its target.

Ruby.

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Screw 'em! Jesus! It took me two days to reform my heart, and they just up and left during this gruelling process! I'll have to launch part of my soul into someone else to heal it. They won't know what's going on so nothing bad can happen…

I should not have said that. Karma, don't do 'dis.

Anyway, I feel four people in my presence. Aww, I can't cover up. Oh yeah, I'm still dead. Oh well, let's read their heart. See if I still got it.

I felt my heart pulse, even though I'm dead, and I felt the aura's of these people that were near my unmoving corpse. One of the people was a Faunus. Definite choice there. Their aura was shadowy though, might not work. Okay, next one. This one had a heart, but it was encased with ice from the beatings her past gave her. Okay, NOPE! Not dealing with that again, more trouble than it's worth. The third one had a strong aura, and a carefree heart. I feel confident about this one, but then I see it flare as my broken soul prepares to heal. It'll hurt like a bitch, better have a look at the last one first.

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Interesting. This person, with their red aura, is one of the most caring people I can see from how the heart beats, but it's scarred. Broken. Their aura feels welcoming, but the heart is what interests me.

It's torn. Maybe I can heal it?

It's stupid, I shouldn't! But the tear in it would stay there, haunting them, allowing darkness to enter like a king taijitu it's nest. I can't let that happen. Okay, let's do this. I feel a part of my soul break free in a wave of fire, and course towards the person. I just hope it works. I feel my soul break into her heart, and let myself see what it sees. Nothing surprises me.

No, seriously, it's just grey, fading into black incredibly fast. It's surprisingly empty. I'm quick to discover it's a girl, as I hear her gasp, along with her heartbeats increasing. Her light is being snuffed.

"Hello?"

I feel her darkening soul try to communicate with the intruder that I feel like. I still carry on.

"Hi there. I see that your heart is darkening. Can you tell me why? I want to help." I let my soul's voice be heard. Her soul flashes, and then darkens. "No one can help." Her voice crashes into my soul, trying to force me out. I flash my light, and hear a gasp. She stops trying to get me to leave. "What did you do? I- it felt warm." I see a way to help her out. It's risky as hell, but I don't give a damn right now.

"Your soul is damaged. It can be fixed in another one's aura. Let me take the place of your damaged one to fix mine, and you can join the rest of my soul. This will create a bond like none other, however. It is your choice." I let my offer ring around the walls of her rapidly beating heart. After a while, her soul flashes, and her voice rings out again. "What about my heart?" I let warmth radiate from me. "My soul heals, your soul heals, and then I heal your heart. Whether we keep this bond or not will be your choice then." Her soul flashes multiple times. I steel myself for the harsh booting. Maybe that Faunus isn't such a-

"Do it." I instantly comply, singling out the corrupt part. I trade with it, and let off a burst of light. Releasing control of that part of me, I feel her intrude my heart. I welcome, and direct her with multiple pulses of warmth and light, and she eventually connects with my soul. I feel life flow into my limbs, and my eyes open. I groan and pump more aura into my fire as I stand. The flames are coming from my heart and trailing into whoever it is. I don't care. I live once more.

Blake's P.O.V

I see the flames, and my mind goes blank. How do you combat a foe who is dead? Telling my partner to move back, I see Ruby's aura pulse multiple times as the flames stay connected to her. After a while it stops, making me worry even more. Then it pulses brightly once, and her silver eyes flash before closing.

What in the world?

Then I see it. Blue aura flows into her red aura, travelling like veins from her heart to the rest of her body. The flames seem friendly and warm now. The ice princess doesn't.

"It's trying to take over her!" Weiss exclaims as she unsheathes myrtenaster. I tell her to stop, as Ruby's aura seems to let it in. besides, we don't know how to damage it. She ignores me and it takes Yang's 'convincing' to get her to not make a move. Well, she's struggling against Yang's grip but not moving nonetheless. Then the strangest thing happened. The boy stood up, with the fire flakes creating a tornado around him. There seems to always be a gap where the heart is. I was wondering why until I saw the red flames smash into his burnt chest. I followed the new arrival back to it's source, the source being Ruby. The flames danced in an eternal pattern. Then they parted to allow smaller tendrils of light and darkness to take their places. A double helix of red and blue surrounded the swirling trails of white and black. It looked beautiful.

Then it ended. Ruby's aura allowed people to touch her again, as she stumbled and her eyes opened. A glint in the silver was noticeable as a wide smile overtook her previous state of sobbing. There was also a trail of blue tint was now flowing down her hair. Turning to the right I didn't see a burnt corpse, or a storm of fiery blue flakes. I saw a young wolf Faunus, with his bushy tail and his ears pointed upwards. The tail had a trail of blue and red. He had torn jeans and nothing covering his healed torso. He looked incredibly handsome apart from the multitude of scars covering him. His visible lean muscles flexed as he stretched his body. His eyes focused on us and he blushed slightly. His eyes were silver, like Ruby's. His Black hair was long, and cascaded down the right side of his face, with blue streaks here and there. There was one visible red streak.

"Uh… hi?" The boy said, tail swishing in the wind. Then he collapsed.

This is going to be a long day.