The Shining Knight and the Snowy Angel

AN: Well, here it is, this year's "Holiday Special." This is a White Knight story, which is different from what I've done in the past. It's also an AU where Weiss never went to Beacon. Hope you enjoy.

"What are you looking at?" Milo spat. Weiss looked up at the older boy with timid curiosity.

"Hey, I think she's that Schnee girl." Nile said. "Winter's little sister."

"I...I am." Weiss said in a small voice. "I...I'm here to see Winter perform."

"Hey, I bet she's stuck up just like Winter is." Milo said as she pushed Weiss down to the ground.

"Yeah, I bet she's a regular Ice Queen." Nile said as Weiss picked herself back up..

"A spoiled little brat just like all the other Schnees." Milo said as he shoved Weiss to the ground again. Weiss balled up as tears started to stain her eyes. "And now she's crying. Little baby couldn't even withstand a little shove."

"Hey, leave her alone." Her knight said. Weiss had never seen him before. He was clearly younger than the bullies. He had a mess of blonde hair and a black sweater with Pumpkin Pete on it. He slid between Weiss and the bullies and flung his yellow scarf over his shoulder.

"Who are you supposed to be?" Milo said.

"Me…" The boy raised his fist in the air. "I'm going to be a hero. You're looking at the soon-to-be greatest huntsman ever. And protecting people is just what they do."

"You...a huntsman?" Nile laughed.

"Don't laugh at me." The boy got flustered.

"This isn't some fairy tale kid." Milo said. "If you want to be a huntsman you're just going to end up dying like every other huntsman in history and nothing will change."

"I am going to change it!" He said as he threw a punch. He landed the blow to Milo's stomach. Milo doubled over a bit but then hit the blonde boy on the head and kicked his face. He climbed on top of the would-be hero and started punching him.

"Stop it!" Weiss protested.

"Hey!" An adult yelled. It was Klein and her father-Jacques.

"Crap, let's scram!" Nile said. Milo and Nile ran off. Jacques grabbed Weiss' arm.

"I told you not to wander off!" Jacques yelled.

"I'm sorry." Weiss said.

"Let's go Ms. Schnee." Klein said.

"But…" Weiss looked back at the poor boy.

"He doesn't matter." Jacques said. "We are above such petty people."

"But...he saved me." Weiss muttered as she looked at Klein.

"My job is to serve you and you alone." Klein said. "I can't do that if you run off on your own."

That was ten years ago. Weiss never got the boy's name. The heiress grew up just as her father intended. Part of her desired to become a huntress. She kept that desire a secret from everyone except Klein-who opposed it, and Winter-who encouraged it. When Winter left for the military, she had no one else to encourage her.

Then she saw why Klein discouraged it. It started with Jacques denying Winter her allowance. Then it was naming Weiss the heir. Then Winter stopped visiting. Jacques stopped allowing Weiss to visit her. He was forcibly keeping them apart. All because he saw Winter as a threat to his power.

It started on her tenth birthday. Her father had missed the big important dinner. Her mom had enough of it and snapped. He snapped back. That was the last time her family had all been in the same room. It was supposed to be her happy day. Instead it was the genesis of her sorrow.

She found out that her father was not a Schnee. Her life up to that point had been a lie. Her parents lived in a loveless marriage and the only reason Jacques ever acted like he cared about his wife is so that he would get control of the company.

When she was twelve, she tried spending more time with her mother. It didn't take her long to regret that. Her mother made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with anything regarding the company. When Weiss' became the heir, her own mother stopped supporting her.

It was at this point, that Weiss truly started reaping the benefits of her legacy. From the time she turned sixteen, she had attended countless parties. She had riches and possessions that made her the envy of Atlas. She had sutors asking her to dance and showing her a good time nearly every night. But it all felt meaningless. There wasn't an ounce of love in anything she did. Even the people who cared about her, like Klein, were kind out of obligation more than anything.

Weiss was alone. Her mother wanted nothing to do with the family any more. Her father did nothing but belittle her. Her sister had ran off to join the military. Her brother always belittled her and kissed up to their father.

"Father." Weiss stepped into his office. It was the day after she graduated from the private Alcius University. He had called her to his office.

"Weiss." He said with a smile. "Today is the day that you become more than just my daughter. Today you become my apprentice."

"I...I don't want to become your apprentice." Weiss shut her eyes as she said the declaration. "I want to be a huntress."

"I will have none of that." Jacques said coldly.

"Our family legacy began with people working in the mines, defending people from the Grimm." Weiss argued. "I want to be like them. Like my grandfather. I do want to be the heir but I want to be the one that changes the company around and show that I am just as willing to work as anyone."

"Don't be ridiculous." Jacques said. "This isn't the olden days where the only way to gain a profit was to do your own work. If you become a huntress you'll likely die and never change the company the way you want."

"Then at least let me take classes so I can defend myself."

"We have people for that. Soon you will too. But I don't know why you would want to change the company. Our profitability has never been higher."

"And the White Fang?"

"A bunch of mongrels and scavengers who kick up controversy in lieu of actually solving problems. What they want is already legal and what they protest is already illegal. We give them just as much pay as we do anyone else so their argument is completely invalid." Jacques said.

"That's…" Weiss wasn't brave enough to say it but that wasn't true. The conditions in the mines were dangerous and the Faunas were always sent to do the most dangerous work.

"What?" Jacques asked.

"It's nothing." Weiss said as she held her head down.

"Good. Now, part of this process is forming your own security unit." Jacques said. "I'd advise picking two huntsman level agents that are available for hire."

"I thought you looked down at huntsmen." Weiss said.

"Quite the contrary. It's very important work. It's a dangerous world out there. You'll learn this soon enough but all our most important clients are huntsmen. It's simply just not work for us. We're the ones who keep them alive a little longer by supplying them with quality dust for a reasonable price."

"I understand." Weiss said. Jacques walked out from behind his desk. He handed her a datapad with a huntsmen registry.

"After we're done here today, take this and select your security detail." Jacques said.

Weiss' room was quite spacious. She never understood why someone needed such a large room. She had an entire room next door for all of her clothes. Her room-proper only had a large dresser and a wardrobe for all her favorite outfits. Her bed was large. She had a grand piano in the corner. A workbench with everything she needed and still more than enough room to sing and dance to her heart's content.

She sat at her workbench and scrolled through the datapad. Each entry had the huntsman's name, age, birthplace, weapon, semblance, a list of stats and an ID number. Weiss sorted through the data according to age. She thought that hiring people her age would be good for her. On the downside, that meant getting people fresh out of one of the four huntsmen academies.

She tapped her finger on her desk and rubbed her legs together. She was trying not to get distracted by her isolation. This would be a golden time to pleasure herself, but she wanted to get this done first.

There were five recent graduates from Beacon that caught her attention. One of them was Pyrrha Nikos. She'd be perfect. Weiss had met her before. She was the Mistral Regional champion and a two-time Vytal tournament winner. But she was unavailable. Apparently it was something top-secret in Vale that she had been recruited to a few years earlier. She was unable to take meager security jobs.

The next was Ruby Rose, the youngest graduate of Beacon. She had silver eyes and dark crimson-tipped hair. She too was unavailable but heading to Atlas. General Ironwood had already bought her out. No doubt to use her considerable acumen to guard the world.

Then there was her half-sister Yang Xiao Long. Her semblance and fighting style made her perfect for bodyguard work. But she had a temper. Weiss chalked her up to a maybe. Then there was one other member of that team that caught Weiss' attention. Blake Belladonna. She was a Faunas with a familiar last name. But she wasn't available for hire. Not that Weiss would have the nerve to use a Faunas as her personal shield.

The final one to catch her attention was a blonde boy named Jaune Arc. There was something familiar about him. He was lacking in actual ability but that made him an even better choice for a bodyguard position. He was available and on further inspection, looking for guard work.

Weiss selected Jaune first. Then, after failing to see anyone else that caught her eye she selected Yang Xiao Long as well. Whether they'd select the job offer was up to them. She wrote a professional sounding personal job invitation to the both of them.

With her work done, she jumped in the shower and got into her night clothes. If they accepted the invites, they'd be in Atlas within the week. That's one more week Weiss had to deal with all the same people.

She let her mind wander. For some reason it kept going towards some of the more handsome of huntsmen she had seen. It was pointless to resist her growing urge so she let her hands act of their own accord. Most nights, mastubation was the only thing that relaxed her enough to sleep peacefully and this night was no different.

AN: I had a lot of trouble deciding how to deliver the exposition in this chapter and where to place it. I think it's important for an AU fic to be upfront about what's actually different between it and the story it's based on.