Rwby Beacon Novels & Stories

I turned to the mirror and saw my red hair that was highlighted with white. We thanked the doctor and the nurse who has assisted us throughout the stay in the small clinic. We went back on the trail and this time, we were cautious in everything that was surrounding us. We fought beasts with beasts as we go further into the mountains. I was grateful that Zale was with me because I am still weak and am lack mana. I haven't fully restored my mana yet and so we just stuck into walking instead of flying.

"The first one to trigger the beacon at the summit wins the Social Tax. The last one to reach the halfway point by noon is eliminated from the living quarters. They become the Scavenger." He fired the flare. A streak of neon green shot into the red sky. The first hour was a blur of burning muscle and rasping breath. The rock was sharp as glass. Every time my heart rate spiked, the haptic band vibrated against my wrist – a sharp, stinging pulse designed to trigger absolute panic. On the small LED screen, a graph flashed. STRESS LEVEL: 72% – BRENT (SABOTAGE PROTOCOL ACTIVE) I looked up. Brent was twenty feet above me. He was deliberately kicking loose rock down the narrow path.

"Installed it last week. Storms made the lower ground nervous. This one stands." Elira smiled at the girl knotting colored string to a stake. "Why yellow?" The girl shrugged. "Because it's what I want to trail home." And perhaps that was reason enough. --- 9:05 AM — Sector F, Emberpost Archive The orange beacon had faded again, not due to disrepair—but due to rest. Within the nearby building, new shelves had been installed. Not stocked yet. Just waiting. A teen handed Caelan a box of small objects: lanyards, polished stones, bits of wire twisted into loops.

the driver asked. “In the Light Bar,” Aisha responded. She thinks she might go to the bar and need a drink to forget what happened a while ago. “I will fucking kill that girl with your husband, Aisha! I will fucking kill her! How are they making you cry, and that asshole! How dare he hurts you?!” Kai—her wolf, was understandably more aggressive than usual. Aisha held onto her chest; she could still hear the loud beating of her heart; Kai was about to go and take over her body, “Calm down, Kai. I settled that already; keep quiet,”