Rwby Fanfiction Watching Jaune Multiverse Novels & Stories

Though I know I can't change anyone until the blue moon is present for me to draw strength from. I can feel the ultima taking over my eyes and I know they are flashing red when Wade’s eyes begin to whirl, a mixture of blue and green mist swirling around in his eyes with the base color being a stark white as I watch. Small swirls of black mingle in only to be consumed violently by the vibrant colors. “You are a good person Alpha Wade,” I say through my voice is laced with another. My ultima wolf speaks through me. I step back and shake my head slightly, coming back to just me.

“Ack. Ow. That was a joke, aright. Gods know Turiel sucks at jokes.” “I do not stoop to seduction, I only take the willing,” Jarnja purred, her black eyes flashing crimson. Her white scars stood out against her molten tan, and she laughed, bringing us Shamayim coffee and a sugar bowl. We sucked the meat off the bone like a tribe of Heathen women – which, I supposed, according to my dead father – my throat clutched in pain at that thought – the three of us sure were. “Jarnja, Yola – is there any hope of my mother or father finding peace in the afterlife?” I said, tears stinging my grassy eyes. My flaxen pageboy cut hung like shame across my ears. I began to weep.

The gray dusk settled over the swamp, heavy clouds pressing down as if the earth itself were holding its breath. Moisture hung thick in the air, the scent of wet earth and moss stronger than usual, a warning that the swamp had shifted in response to unseen forces. Junie lay in the guest room holding Jade, pale but awake, the edges of her abdomen still tender from the previous battle. Rio leaned against the wall nearby, golden aura flickering faintly, energy coiled and restless.

But what could we do? Jarek and Denric came at her from the other side. Ruby—the spirit in Ruby’s body—smirked. She lifted her hands again, and a burst of smoke surrounded her. It formed a bubble around her. As soon as Jarek touched it, he was thrown backward. Zach and Kurt collided with the barrier next. They bounced off like they’d been hit by a car. I skidded to a stop just outside the barrier. The spirit grinned from inside. Ruby’s sea-gray eyes were blood-red.

THIRD PERSON’S MULTIPLE POV. Aurelian sat in the middle of the ritual space Kaidora had prepared inside the Lunar Temple, his eyes closed and his palms pressed together in front of him, lips moving through the chants she had taught him to keep reciting to invoke the Bloodstone. The night wind moved gently through the cracks in the walls. Nyra held Tavian’s body with both arms, tears running silently down her face as she looked up through the opening in the ceiling at the red moon, which was almost fully formed now.

Through the shifting patterns, Evryn saw visions of other worlds—human colonies lost to his experiments, hybrids that had toppled planets, the very Nexus network spiraling out of control. Aurex shouted, “He’s rewriting the core protocol!” The floor cracked. A rift tore open beneath them, yanking Evryn and Kai toward oblivion. Evryn grabbed Elaia’s hand. “Evryn—” Elaia began, voice weak but determined. “Hold on,” Evryn said, summoning every ounce of her will. They plunged into the breach together. They fell through corridors of light and shadow—memories and futures colliding in a kaleidoscope of lost selves. Each flash showed them possibilities: worlds healed and dystopias burned, times where

She asked him, walking to the window and looking out of the window, searching for the Raven, "No I did not" At his words, she turned her head abruptly and looked at him, "Did you mean what you said, you mean you never saw a Raven flew in here" Manicia asked, her thick brown her now turning to the color of yellow, as they shone through the room, just as her hair brightened the room, she saw a black Raven, stood on the bed, and was looking at her with deep red eyes, she made an animalistic growl, as she ran with so much speed, took the Raven and divided the Raven stomach into two, she saw a tiny paper in the stomach of the Raven, and as she dropped the dead Raven on the ground, the Raven withe

As I tried to cope with the sudden attention, another voice cut through the noise. “Jade, right?” I turned to see a tall, broad-shouldered boy with tousled black hair and striking blue eyes. His presence was commanding, but his smile was warm and genuine. “I’m Bryon,” he said, offering his hand. I shook it hesitantly, acutely aware of how many people were watching. “That was impressive,” he said, his voice low enough that only I could hear. “The way you handled the maze—it wasn’t just about skill. You kept your cool under pressure.”

She wiggles her eyebrows. “I hate you,” I say to her, and she wags her head in disagreement. “No, you adore me,” She smirks, and I continue to laugh. ***Zayn Meyer POV*** “The Lycan apologized and the threat of war is gone; so what are you on edge about?” Bunny asks me as we walk through a garden. This garden is not like any other, it is special. It has flowers that blossom without any color. When you look at them, you get a feeling like you are looking at a black and white film.

Braze and Kian had been yelling at each other. They were kept in adjacent chambers but both fell silent when the same old man, with the same welcoming smile and oval glasses on his eye, entered their rooms, simultaneously. They too , were shown snippets of what was supposed to be documentaries on their tribes. Kian learnt about Azura, the mighty jinn who aided his father. Braze was told about the struggles his tribe faced due to the others. They too were sucked inside those spiralling lights that took them to a world inside their heads, which they didn't even know existed.