Rwby Beacon Novels & Stories

I counter, striking its core. Cassia battles the wraith, her fire-etched blade carving through its shadows, the beacon glowing. “Aelys, I’ve got it!” she shouts, her aura blazing. The wraith’s hymn weakens, its form dissolving, and the beacon pulses, its light revealing fragment locations across the abyss. Lirien’s tablet pulses, her voice urgent. “Northern abyss—closest fragment’s there!” Sylvara’s vines collapse, her voice faint. “The maelstrom’s devouring the nexus, Aelys—hurry!”

It was a countdown. “Seventeen days,” she announced. “Seventeen days until… something arrives.” “From where?” Adrian asked. Lena pointed to a spot on the star map. “Low Earth orbit. It’s parked above us. Watching.” “What do we do?” I asked. “We go to the origin,” Eve said. “The beacon site. Kael’s real lab.” “How do you know where it is?” Wren asked. “I saw it,” she said, tapping her temple. “When he triggered the device in Singapore. He didn’t shut me down. He opened a door.”

"But... I'll be... the floor... Aria." Suddenly, the monitors flared red. A voice crackled through the comms—it was Elder Thorne, cold and ancient. "Extraction Mandate 7 is complete. The beacons are aligned. Target: The Mother and The Father." Outside, a high-frequency whine began to build. The Solar Spear was locking on. We were no longer escaping; we were the targets. "Ryan!" I shouted. "The leash is at 2.8 meters and shortening! Every hour we stay here, it pulls me closer to him!"

"And he’s waiting for the Queen to bring him the key." I looked at my bandaged hand, where the green Beacon was glowing with a sudden, violent intensity. Ragnar didn't just want the children. He had allowed us into his vents. He was using the Beacon in my chest to pull the Frozen Heart into its final, world-ending form. We weren't just sneaking in. We were being reeled in like fish on a hook.

Argus broke the silence that stood between them. Their first few nights of battling Hodor’s monsters, the fight does not really end till the sunrises. When it displays itself magnificently on the sky, he still needs to report what happened in the Hilwood City and any relevant information they could use or send to the Alliance. “Right,” Sebastian plainly replied. His body is drained of all his energy. He wanted to sleep—no, he wanted to hiberanate for awhile to ease the aches of his body.

“Be careful, Jessica. The nexus amplifies intent. If this weaver is calling you, she wants something—your spark, your will, maybe even your life.” The path ended at a circular platform, its surface etched with runes that glowed crimson, forming a spiral that pulsed like a heartbeat. At its center stood a single, jagged obelisk, its surface reflective, like polished obsidian. The crimson star hung directly overhead, its light bathing the platform in a bloody hue. “This is it,” Bryan said, his spectral light dimming as he studied the obelisk. “The heart of the convergence. Whatever’s coming, it starts here.”

Her voice came soft, layered—Elise heard her voice, but another beneath it, whispering in a language that rattled her bones. “You are home,” she said. “The gate has chosen.” Elise shook. “This isn’t you.” Becky’s hand lifted, slow. She traced the runes along her neck. “It is now. I carry the storm.” Saelin drew her blade. “Stay back.” Becky-thing closed her eyes and raised both hands. The violet motes whirled faster, weaving cords of light that lifted dust and stone. “Stay back,” Elise echoed. But her voice shook.

The arena was loud and full and none of that was relevant. He was standing at the finish marker with Liam and Leo and Lyra and Maya around him and he was looking at the board and the particular quality of him in that moment, the specific realness of it, Blake Silver who had climbed a broken platform twelve meters above the forest floor and activated a beacon and descended and run three hundred meters and won, hit me somewhere that had no name except necessary. I crossed the floor. He saw me coming. His expression did not change into the managed version. It stayed exactly what it was which was open and warm and carrying the thing it had been carrying since the treehouse and I walked into that

The dark permeates the air, fermenting into something tangible, something horrifying, and I breathe it in. Everything is burning. I fumble around, searching through the blankets and flinging everything I touch away from me until I finally see my phone. Kieran comes up as a suggested number, and I click it straight away, my breaths still shuddering painfully out of me. He picks up almost immediately, but I die a thousand deaths in the span of that one second. “Mateo? Are you crying? Where are you?!” Just hearing his voice allows me to take in a gulp of air.

And me Arnold, the creator of Planet Harmony and the heart of Friendship, my goal is to protect Planet Harmony and fight for it’s peaceful future. Applejack, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Bronyium and I arrived at Sweet Apple Acres and saw the rogue stage 4 beckon located at the centre of the farm “we must destroy that stage 4 beckon or else we’ll lose Sweet Apple Acres” I explained. “Since we can’t use our own weapons we must rely on these” Bronyium grabbed out his Beckon Destroyer Bombs “these Beckon Destroyer Bombs should kill it” said Bronyium as he plants one at the base of the beckon and places 5min timer on the bomb and walks back towards me “AJ, Flutters, Pinkie & I will deal with