Novel & Cerita Rwby Fanfiction Ruby Becomes A Grimm

Not really energetic enough to walk back, the brunette sat with her back resting on a tree and her eyes started scanning the place around her. "A nice forest?" Ruby commented, releasing a deep breath and looking down at her hands in sadness, "Did you really have to go, Mira? You promised and now...what am I supposed to do?" She whispered lowly, her eyelids needed sleep but she was too afraid to close her eyes. She heard a twig snap and looked around in alarm. Ruby gasped at what she saw, frozen in place as she stared at yellow eyes with amber-gold swirls. Eyes that belonged to a wolf. A werewolf.

“I should never have wasted my time with you. I should’ve ended it the moment I had the chance.” Ruby grinned, tilting her head. “Well, unfortunately for you… that chance is gone. Forever.” She turned, walking toward the burning fire. The heat licked at her skin, but she welcomed it. Reaching down, she picked up a burning piece of wood. The flames danced wildly, hungry. She turned back to Don Gray, watching as his body trembled. Despite the bruises, despite the blood, despite his so-called reputation, he was shaking. Sweat dripped from his forehead. His breathing grew ragged. And then....his lips quivered.

Grandmother Willow is still waiting for her. Trying not to think of it anymore, she went ahead and read some books. Soon she forgot all about Eric. The next following morning, Ruby woke up with a dip in the bed. Ruby frowned and thought that it was weird. She didn’t hear anyone come in, nor did she feel anyone sleeping next to her. Shrugging her shoulder, she got up and felt her energy was full again. She was completely healed, and she didn’t feel any more pain. She went to take a shower. When she came out, she found a new set of dresses. Frowning she looked around and didn’t see anyone.

When it reemerges, lighting the forest again, the shock of Ruby’s transformation causes me to stumble backwards and trip over a rock, falling to the forest floor. She has wings again; but they’re no longer white like they were that day during the blizzard. This time, they’re pitch black. There is a long, palpable silence as Ruby continues to hover above me, her great black wings outstretched like a demonic painting on the canvas that is the night sky. But then, something else happens. A small, white light begins to emanate from Ruby’s chest. It’s dim at first, but soon grows brighter, so bright that I have to shield my eyes.

Elaine's voice called from behind him, interrupting the question he wished to ask Ruby. It was only for a second that Adrian turned to look at the bright girl who was tugging her father’s hand to rush him—Elaine was always the handful. By the time he returned his focus to Ruby, her back was to him, and she had moved quite the distance that he could no longer smell her perfume. Only her hair spread out like a sea of blood under the sharp and cold wind. A sharp image of the wolf from his dream flashed in his mind, causing pain to cut across his temple.

But as soon as she saw me, her eyes widened, and a large smile spread across her face. “Tessa?” She gasped. “Hey,” I said lamely. Ruby wasted no time in running towards me and jumping into my arms. I could see that everyone else was on edge and as soon as we made contact, I felt Ruby’s body tense. She inhaled deeply before taking a reluctant step away from me. I could see that her eyes were no longer the pale blue that used to be, but deep charcoal black. I stared at her in shock as she got herself together. She blinked a few times and I saw her eyes gradually shift back to their normal color.

“I’m sorry. I lost my temper, and I shouldn’t have. Let’s take a break.” Ruby nodded, turning her back to me. She stripped off her clothes—my wolf growled in delight despite the situation—and pulled her hair loose from its ponytail. I hardened at the sight of her like that, but I strode forward, concerned. “You’ll get too cold,” I said. Even as I spoke, Ruby strode toward the lake. I yelped and jumped forward, but she’d waded waist-deep into the water before I could reach her. “It’s fucking winter!” I yelled.

The rose garden—once wild and thorny—was being carefully tamed into something worthy of a royal wedding: black roses intertwined with silver vines, paths lined with glowing moonstones, a central arch woven from living obsidian and blood-red roses that would bloom only under the blood moon. Raven stood on a balcony overlooking the garden, wind tugging at her white hair. She wore a simple black training tunic and leggings, the obsidian raven pendant and silver leaf resting against her collarbone. Her body felt different every day—stronger, faster, more graceful. The turning had settled fully now. Her heartbeat matched Victoria’s slow, eternal rhythm. Her fangs were comfortable in her mouth. He

“Alright. Do you want me to walk you to your room?” “Daddy.” Her little fingers caught my hand as I stood up. “Please take care of Grace when she gets back, she is really sad.” “I will.” “Okay. Goodnight, Daddy.” “Let me...” Ruby was already rushing towards the staircase. An easy smile settled on my lips and I wished her a good night as well. After another exhale escaped, my mind replayed Ruby’s request and I had to wonder what was going on with Grace. Who was it that she went to visit at the graveyard that she came back with a mood that affected my entire home?

We were nearly at the exit when the sharp ping of a ricochet sounded above us. Then Ruby gasped. My blood ran cold. She stumbled, her hand flying to her side as a dark stain bloomed against the fabric of her dress. A wolfsbane bullet. "Ruby!" I caught her before she could collapse. Her breathing was ragged and her skin was already turning pale. "Stay with me." "It burns, Roman," she whispered, her fingers weakly pressing against the wound. "I… I can’t shift." Panic tried to claw its way up my throat, but I shoved it down. I couldn’t afford to lose control. Not now.