Belladonna Rwby Romane & Geschichten

There are jars of dried herbs, hand-labeled in delicate script: valerian, yarrow, motherwort, wolfsbane— I pause, noticing that one’s corked tighter than the rest. My gaze settles on Roxy—she’s a shifter, I can tell without a doubt. There’s no blood, no bruises, no sign she fought back. She’s lying there as though she’s been mildly poisoned. It has to be the bane.

“Bandit!” “Oh, sweetheart! Are you okay? Did that motherfucker touch you?” “No. He said his buyer wanted me untouched,” she said, and her whole body shuddered. “We got the bastard,” Bandit said, and she visibly relaxed against him. The door opened again and Nitro strode toward them. “Wrath, fuck man. We owe you.” “That’s Wrath?” Caroline asked incredulously. “You sent Wrath to find me?” “He’s the best at finding what others can’t,” Bandit said.

I countered smoothly, my eyes darting upward to scan the intricate crown molding of the vaulted ceiling, searching for any glinting lenses. The woman violently ripped her wrist out of my grasp, throwing a deadly, murderous glare at me. But her intimidation meant absolutely nothing. It didn't even bring a single shiver to my spine. And frankly, I hated to admit it, but since the day I was born into this miserable world, Lucien Blackshadows was the only monster capable of striking absolute terror into my soul with a single, freezing stare. "The Alphas will never know," she sneered, tossing her hair back, practically radiating pride over the assumption that her masters were blind to her actions

She's unable to speak, still fighting to catch her breath. At this point, something begins to happen, and she feels the pain spread across her body. She can no longer feel her wolf at all. She realizes that the wolfsbane is actually taking effect. Royce leans over to help her, but suddenly stops in place, clutching his head and letting out a grunt of pain as he staggers back. The whole room erupts in chaos; not only is Raven down, Royce is also down, and she realizes that his wolf must be feeling the effects of the bond.

My mother screamed—the correct reaction. “What the fuck?” Sara, my sister, gasped as she walked into the room and squatted next to our father. A large puddle of blood had formed by his face, seeping out from his mouth and nostrils. She pulled a dart out of his arm and smelled it. “Wolfsbane,” she said. “How ironic,” I responded. “What?” She looked at me, confusion on her face. “Well, it was his idea to use wolfsbane darts in battle. It’s pretty ironic that that’s how he dies in the end, eh?”

Belladonna alone wouldn’t hurt a wolf—but combined with wolfsbane? An alpha could be taken down by an infected papercut. That’s what Charlie had been injected with at first. When the witches thought they were taking Citra, they had a much heavier dose of belladonna in the syringe. That’s why Charlie had so much trouble fighting it off. She had an allergic reaction to it. It nearly killed her. They hadn’t expected that. They thought they were going to lose her. Nissa and Iris have been the ones caring for her.

"Move aside, or I will put a hole through your forehead before you can raise that barrel." "She won't be moving," another voice purred from the shadows behind Nella. A tall silhouette stepped into the light. Ravena. Her dark hair was pulled back, her eyes reflecting the flashlight beam with a strange, sickening purple tint that didn't belong to any normal wolf. The air around her seemed to warp, dark, smoky tendrils of magic curling around her boots and seeping into the water. "Marcus, fire!" Bellamy yelled.

* *zzz-swish*… Ravyn delivered an uppercut to the white energy figure’s chin and narrowly swayed away from his fists. After exchanging attacks for a moment, Weiss was kicked and his face turned to a power supply capsule that Kanji was trying to turn off. The young man's one hand held the power supply manual, and the other one held a small part of a yellowish-brown root. It's the same root that Ravyn bought from Themeise’s southern black market.

“Yes, it will help to enhance my powers, and then I’ll be able to break the seal.” Bas nodded, his voice oozing with confidence. “Belladonna flower can be found in the middle of the forest. It’s a potent plant, but it’s worth the risk.” “Then we’ll go for it today,” I said, turning to Bas. “Yeah, I’ll come with you,” Bas replied. “However you want to get that’s up to you. Just let me know when you have it,” Naomi said, closing the book and handing it back to me.

Albert told without a trace of guilt, and his face shows a devilish smile with no shame. Zitrey has a dark expression, looking down while clenching her palm, she mumbled, “You. You have no right to call my name!” She runs to attack with a fist but was blocked by the sword still on its sheath. Her strong strength was completely stopped by the young girl with that dark and emotionless eyes, like a beautiful doll controlled by remote control. Seems a perfect version of cold-hearted Crimson Blade. “Good job White Raven.” The young lady nodded receiving a compliment from her master, and step aside, away from this dumbfounded opponent.