Chloe felt the strong winds flow through her hair as she soared into the sky, unbothered by how her skirt and cloak fluttered frivolously in the troubled turbulence. At the speed and direction she was going, she was going to be in the air for awhile, plenty of time to enjoy the view around her. The scene drew her in — the sky was clear and open, lightly stroked with streaks of white, with the mountains and small hills kindly brushed off in the far distance, away from the rows of emerald green that blurred beneath her. She couldn't help but imagine if this was what a bird must've felt like, freely flying to wherever it wished, unconcerned by the changing world that waited below. She couldn't help but close her eyes and relax.

She felt at peace... until the screams of the other candidates invaded her ears.

Chloe groaned — she was going to have to find another time to do this. She opened her eyes and looked around to see that the other candidates had already started descending. Some landed into the forest with practiced maneuvers and precision, using their weapons to grab a hold of their surroundings to soften their landing, while others had a... well... more 'dramatic' approach, hence the screams.

Deciding that she had spent enough time in the air as well, Chloe, with regained focus and confidence, dived. Her heart raced as she headed straight down towards the forest, her body tensing from the sudden turbulence rocking her body. If there had been anyone watching, they would have started panicking, confused why the young huntress had yet taken any preparation to safely secure her fall. There was no sign of hesitation in her movements, she just faced straight ahead, becoming a crimson comet that refused to slow down. Chloe's heart raced even faster. She was feeling it, the adrenaline pumping though her veins. The air current around her became harsher to control, her body tensing even further as the trees were now mere moments away from crashing into her.

She didn't worry though — this was just like practice.

Twisting her body up and opening her cloak, she shot a grappling hook from her arm at the tree in front of her. The hook pierced through the trunk, locking itself in place. Just as she went past the tree, she trailed her feet along its surface, pulling on the rope to help spiral her way down its body, finishing the maneuver off with a roll to the ground. A cloud of dust covered her landing, scaring off the animals and critters that rested nearby. Chloe stood up, dazed, gripping her chest as she breathed heavily. She looked up at the tree, her eyes following the spiraling trail that had splintered and carved it's way into the bark, along with the hook that pierced through it — she was going to have to thank Grandma Ruby for the grappling hook.

Chloe dusted the dirt and leaves off her cloak and organized herself. She pressed a button on the brace on her arm to retract the hook. With the task of landing out of the way, and after checking if she had any injuries, Chloe moved onto her next objective: finding the ruins. She caught a glimpse of it while she was in the air, so she knew the general direction she needed to go. So she ventured forth to the next destination, determined to complete her initiation and make her grandparents proud, but as she explored deeper into the forest she felt something was off. She found herself travelling through the forest with surprising ease. Jumping over ravines, swinging through trees, cutting through thick brushes; this wasn't exactly the initiation she had hoped for. She hadn't even come across a single Grimm.

Growing up listening to her grandparents recall stories of their youth caused Chloe to develop an unnatural urge to seek adventure — probably because Ruby always made it sound exciting. Sure, she enjoyed the peace and safety of her everyday life, but when it came to being a huntress, she sought out that adventurous aspect of being a hero. She wanted to save people, defeat villains, and slay Grimm! Maybe it something in her blood that made her unusually eccentric about this — her entire family were hunters after all, heck, all of them even studied at Beacon where they honed their skills, and found part—

Chloe just realized something: she hasn't stumbled across a single person yet.

"I don't have a partner..." A small fear grew within her. What if she didn't find anyone? What if there was no one left to partner with? Was it possible that she would get stuck alone? Will she have to spend the next four years partner-less, while being called the unfortunate girl who couldn't find a partner because she was too busy admiring how nice the sky looked? Was she going to have to give her dream of becoming an incredible huntress duo like her grandparents?

"NO! I won't let happen!" Chloe denied, raising her fist up into the air. "No matter what, I will find a partner, and we're going to be the bestest of friends!"

The trees rustled to her declaration, as if they were cheering her on. A fire burned within her eyes, and with a renewed vigor and goal, she continued on.

She was filled with determination.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

A scream rang through the air, snapping Chloe out of her thoughts. "What?"

"NO! STAY AWAY! STAY AWAY!" Chloe immediately ran towards the scream. The scream was close by, followed by the sounds of metal clashing. After dashing through the maze of trees, Chloe stumbled across an open field with a girl laid out on the ground, defenseless, her body shaking in fear as several Beowolves surrounded her. Chloe immediately dived right in, just as a Beowulf was ready to slash down at the girl, and in the nick of time, was able to pick her up. The claw barely missing the both of them. They both rolled back into the forest, with Chloe haphazardly crashing into a tree.

"OW!" Chloe squeezed her eyes shut, feeling an excruciating pain spread throughout her entire back. Well, she finally got her chance at saving someone. "Ugh — I've still got to work on my rolls."

"U-Um, are you okay?" A small voice asked. Chloe opened her eyes, and went silent.

Blue. Beautiful baby-blue eyes were looking up at her. She'd never seen such an interesting shade of blue before. They were staring at her, so full of worry and concern, almost as if they were pleading, begging for something. Chloe opened her mouth, but words failed to come out. For a moment, she just sat there, holding the mysterious girl in her arms, trying to form anything resembling a coherent thought.

Eventually, something did come to mind, "Wow, your eyes are beautiful..."

The girl went wide-eyed. "W-W-WHA-A-A-!?" she fumbled, furiously blushing as steam puffed from her head.

GRRR

A low growl drew Chloe's attention. She snapped her eyes back at the open field to see that the Beowolves slowly making their way towards them.

Shoot, this isn't the time to get distracted.

She lifted the fumbling girl to the side and stood up, making her way back to the open field. The girl, realizing that her saviour was heading towards the danger, snapped out of her daze and grabbed Chloe's cloak, sending them both back to the ground.

"H-H-Hang on a minute! W-W-Why are you going back out there!? It's dangerous!" the girl yelled.

Chloe, now feeling the pain of being slammed onto the ground, dusted the dirt and leaves off her cloak, again, and faced the girl. "Uh, that's why I'm going?"

The girl flailed her arms in shock. "What! Are you crazy!? There's an Alpha out there! There's no way we can take it, we should just run! Ooh, I knew this was a bad idea, why did I even come here!? I should have just listened to mom and stayed home! Why didn't I just apply for Atlas Academy!? Now I'm just going to get eaten by a bunch Grimm because I didn't like the uniforms!"

Chloe sat there, unsure how to respond. "... Just stay here then."

As Chloe sat up, she felt a tug on her arm. She looked down, and once again met a pair of pleading baby blue eyes.

"Are you seriously going out there alone!? You're going against an entire pack!"

"I know."

"If you know, then why are you still going out there!?"

Chloe sighed and knelt down, taking the girl's hand into her own. "Because, I'm a Huntress, aren't you one too?"

"Yeah but, we're still in-training—"

"— in-training or not, it's still our duty to do something. If you're that scared, you can stay here." With that, Chloe stood back up, leaving the girl in awe as she made her way towards the Grimm.

"Wait," the girl cried out. "You're going out there without a weapon?"

Chloe glanced back at her, and smiled. "Who said I didn't have one?" She opened her cloak, pulling out a large object, "Don't worry, I'll protect you."

The girl's mouth gaped open, as the weapon unfolded itself.

"So would you mind explaining to me why you, a respected senior member of the our community, thought it was a good idea to leave a Death Stalker alive in a forest filled with novice Hunters?"

"Uhhh... I didn't exactly say there was one..." Ruby twiddled her thumbs, racking her brain to try and come up with an answer. "... I said that 'if' there was one, Chloe could handle it."

She wryly laughed as Oscar pinched the bridge of his nose. After getting caught by Oscar, Ruby and Weiss were taken back to his office to be interrogated, though Weiss mostly sat in relative silence enjoying a cup of tea while Ruby was the one stuck being questioned. Even after graduating from Beacon, going on countless missions, and saving the world, they always seemed to find themselves back in the headmaster's office, much to Weiss's dismay.

Throughout the years, Oscar had the pleasure of experiencing Ruby's parade of crazy ideas and shenanigans, a series of events that tested both his patience and sanity. He used to hope that Ruby would eventually calm down once she got older and settled down, and hoped even more when she started taking care of her granddaughter, but as it turned out, it had made things worse. Much, much, worse.

"Sigh~ Ruby, just, why?" Oscar, sighed. "I know how much you love Chloe, but really, isn't this taking it a bit too far? Thing's can seriously get out of hand."

"What? Don't you believe in Chloe? She has more experience than most trainees. 'If' there was a Death Stalker, it should be a piece of cake for her!" Ruby proudly said.

Oscar groaned as he slumped against his desk. "'If' there was a Death Stalker, I would have to recall all the candidates and cancel the test!"

Ruby scratched her head. "Uh, why?"

"According to their applications, none of them should be experienced enough to fight anything larger than an Ursa Major."

"O-Oh..." Ruby went silent at the sudden realization that maybe her plan to have Chloe fight a Death Stalker might have some flaws. Unable to watch in silence for any longer, Weiss walked over to her wife, and flicked her forehead. "Ow! Weiss, what was that for?"

"For being an old dolt. Can you please just go get rid of it so we can have a peaceful afternoon?" Weiss asked, slightly putting on her infamous Schnee glare.

Ruby shrank under her stare. "Uh, well, 'if' there was one, I wouldn't be able to do anything..."

Oscar and Weiss looked at the brunette with raised eyebrows. "Why's that?"

"Hahaha..."

The girl watched as the weapon unfold itself along Chloe's arm. The long object extended, unfolding a blade so large that it almost made her faint.

"W-What is that!?"

Chloe looked over her shoulder, grinning. "Oh this? This is Crescent Rose. Ain't she a beauty?"

"Y-Yeah..."

Hoisting the scythe by her side, Chloe jumped out into the open field, catching the Beowolves by surprise. In one fell swoop she had decapitated a Beowolf before firing a round into the one next to it, using the recoil of the blast to send her spinning back into the air. In an instant, two Beowolves became nothing but petals blown away into the wind. The Alpha Beowolf didn't take that too kindly and roared, sending the other Beowolves lunging towards Chloe, trying to gnaw at her. Seeing this, Chloe aimed her arm at the ground and launched her grappling hook. The moment the hook hit the ground its line reeled her in, placing her right below the Beowolves who were still in the air. Sticking the hilt of Crescent Rose into the ground, she took aim and fired, adding four more tallies to her count. As Chloe finished firing, the Alpha took this chance to swing at her. Unable to block the attack, Chloe let go of her scythe, and rolled out of the way.

When hunting an Alpha, deal with the smaller ones first. Once they're gone, it'll be easier to fight. Usually, it takes two to deal with an Alpha, but in a situation where you're alone, keep your distance, a swing from one of them is strong enough to tear a tree from it's roots. Despite their size, their extremely agile, so don't underestimate it.

Chloe repositioned herself and faced the Alpha. Done with the smaller ones, now for the big guy.

Wasting no time for a pause, Chloe dashed for her scythe, even though the Alpha was right next to it. The Alpha roared as it got on all fours, and began running towards her at an incredible speed, as if challenging her. She accepted it's challenge, speeding up as they got closer and closer. She only one chance to pull this off — she replayed the move over and over in her head - if she failed, that was it, game over. When they were finally face to face, the Alpha opened it's jaw and lunged at her — this was the moment she was waiting for. She side-stepped to the side, barely avoiding the sharp set of teeth. She raised her leg over it's head, and dropped an axe kick.

BOOM

The earth shook as the Alpha was sent to the ground, caving the area underneath. As cracks spread throughout it's mask, the Grimm began to fade away. She walked over to her scythe and leaned against it, exhausted. "Phew, that was close."

While Alphas have shown signs that they are more intelligent than regular Beowolves, they often leave themselves wide open after a big attack, so use that to your advantage to strike a finishing blow to it's head.

Chloe smiled. "Huff-huff, thank you Grandma Weiss, for the advice."

"YOU WHAT!?" Weiss yelled, making Ruby shrink even more in her seat.

"I-uh-let Chloe borrow Crescent Rose, hahaha..." Ruby nervously confessed.

"What happened to her own weapon!?"

Ruby scratched her head. "Hahaha well, that's another funny story. We might've taken it apart and went overboard in upgrading it... by two weeks... and three months..."

Now it was Weiss's turn to pinch the bridge of her nose. "How ridiculous of a weapon did you design... wait, don't answer that, I don't want to get even more frustrated..."

Ruby, feeling guilty from how stressed Weiss looked, got up and rubbed her back. "Sorry Weiss, I just got really caught up with the weapon parts and Dust type. I got super anxious when I was drafting it ever since Chloe told us she got into Beacon. Ever since then, Chloe and I went through hundreds of designs to find the perfect one. I just wanted to make sure I could give her a weapon she could depend her life on."

Weiss looked up at Ruby and sighed, "I guess I can understand where you're coming from."

Ruby smiled. "Thanks honey—"

"— and since you don't have your weapon, I'll go out and deal with it instead."

"... Huh?"

"Are you sure Weiss? It's been awhile since you've been out in the field," Oscar asked. Weiss scoffed.

"Nonsense, even though I'm mostly busy running a company these days, I still find the time to practice."

Ruby started to sweat, profusely. "B-but Weiss, you didn't bring your weapon."

Weiss raised an eyebrow, "Ruby, did you forget that I can just call someone to pick up my rapier from my office?" With that, Weiss took out her scroll and sent a message, and literally within minutes, a SDC bullhead hovered by the headmaster's office, and dropped off a silver brief case. Weiss took the briefcase and began inputting the code in.

As Oscar watched Weiss open the case, he noticed that Ruby started shaking. "Hey Ruby, are you okay? You're turning pale."

Before Oscar could inquire even further, Weiss opened the case, and froze.

"... Ruby..."

"W-Weiss, I just want you to remember that I-I love you."

"... Where is Myrtenaster?"

"Wow, that was amazing!"

"Thanks," Chloe said, trying to pull Crescent Rose out from the ground. After her battle with the Beowolves, Chloe called out to the girl to see if she was alright. Fortunately for her, the girl was more than alright, since she seemed to be brimming with energy from watching her fight. "It wasn't really anything, with enough training, anyone could do that.

The girl stepped up to Chloe, showing obvious discontent at her modesty. "Are you kidding me!? I never seen anyone move like that before! The way you spun in the air and that kick you gave to that Alpha, OMG, you're incredible!"

Chloe blushed — she wasn't used to hearing this amount of praise from anyone outside of her family, or this physically close. "T-Thanks..."

Realizing that maybe she was a bit too close to her saviour, the girl quickly stepped back. "O-Oh, my name's Lillian by the way! What's yours?"

Chloe smiled, and returned the gesture. "It's Chloe. Nice to meet you."

The moment they shook hands, Chloe slightly flinched by how cold Lillian's hand felt, which was weird, because her face was blushed. Was she sick?

"Hey, are you—"

GRRR

Before Chloe could ask her question, an Ursa appeared from behind her.

ROAR

Lillian panicked. "Watch out!"

She threw herself onto Chloe, just as the Ursa was about to swing down it's arm. She closed her eyes and braced herself, expecting to feel a terrible pain tear through her back. A second and two passed, but she still didn't feel anything. Confused why she didn't feel anything, she opened her eyes, and found herself in front of the Ursa. She almost screamed, if she hadn't realize at the last second that the Ursa was frozen in place, encased in a thin layer of ice. "W-what?"

"Y'know, you're quite something yourself."

Lillian looked up, and noticed something else — Chloe was standing over her. "Wha-how—?"

Then she noticed it — the silver rapier shining in Chloe's hand. It glowed a translucent blue, giving off a chilling aura that frosted the air around it. There was something awfully familiar about it, as if, she'd had seen it somewhere before. "Wait-a-minute, that scythe, that rapier, and that cloak..."

Uh-oh, Chloe thought, as a Lillian looked at her with a shocked expression.

"Are you—"

Here it comes... *

"A die-hard fan of Team RWBY!?"

"... What?"

"OMG, You totally are! I am too! What are the chances!

Okay, didn't expect that.

A/N - Hey guys, hope you enjoyed reading that.

This is story is still alive and kicking, and still has lots of moments to be written.

I originally planned for this type of story to be short format - between 1000-1500 words, but I kinda went overboard with this one...

Hopefully, I can update this story at a faster rate then my main one - this is a great way for me to take a break and think about some of the content that goes into these chapters. I'm still getting back into writing, so let me know what you guys think.

Thanks for reading.

Give thanks to Storystratos for editing.

Cya guys next time.