Rwby Relics Novels & Stories

“You’ve served your purpose, child. Now you die.” I moved before she finished speaking. My body burned with the relic’s power as I lunged, blade first. The Witch turned, surprised by the surge of strength, but too late. My sword sliced across her arm, black ichor spilling. She screamed, and for a second, the runes on the ground flickered. Ember’s restraints weakened. She looked at me, her lips parting in silent understanding. The relic inside her flared, and through the bond, I felt it—the same pulse echoing inside me.

Gabriel handed out the prizes and they all sang out together as though planned, “Thank you, Uncle Gabriel” and ‘Uncle Gabriel’s face lit up so much more after hearing them call him that and so affectionately too. He cleared his throat and asked them if they were not going to open up and see what they won? They looked at him eagerly as though, waiting for permission to open them up, and he told them to go ahead. Even Jacob received a prize and was amongst them excitedly ripping the wrapping to uncover the prize. “WOW! THIS IS SO COOL”, “IT LOOKS SO EXPENSIVE”, “I HAVE NEVER TOUCHED SOMETHING THIS EXPENSIVE BEFORE”, “CAN I PLAY GAMES ON IT?” and so many more comments and questions could be hea

“The reliquary should be a clear clue to that.” Aris nodded. “We'll give you a minute, but you have to figure it out fast; the weapons attacking us are very strong, and more monsters may come. I don't know how we would deal with an army of these things, Nadine,” Aris said, and I knew he was worried. We heard Drago's roar, and I became desperate, so I quickly opened the jewelry box and took out the reliquary. The monsters began to growl, which surprised me.

A pulse of magic resisted her at first, but she whispered the incantation her mother had once taught her—an old spell of passage meant only for the royal bloodline. The door groaned open. Inside, darkness slithered like a living thing. Shadows stretched unnaturally, recoiling from the faint glow of the enchanted lantern she carried. Her breath misted in the air as she stepped forward, her gaze sweeping the room. And then she saw it. The Reliquary. A massive obsidian chest, carved with runes so ancient they seemed to pulse with forgotten power. This was where the Wraith King kept his most dangerous artifacts—his weapons, his secrets.

he said as he stroked my hair. “I will,” I responded, while gazing at the tomb in front of me with a reminiscing look on my face. I stayed on the spot reminiscing about the past, and it wasn't until my knees felt uncomfortable that I left the place with Dawson. I was sitting in my parents house, staring around absentmindedly, until the silence was broken by footsteps. I looked up only to see the elders of the pack following behind Dawson. “Good afternoon, Elders” I bowed slightly as a sign of respect.

Binta asked. "No, in fact, I can destroy her all by myself. But all the jinnis will come to battle. And she holds something very dear to us. Rayuwa had been their blood farm for over 500 years; they will not give it up easily." I explained, and she seemed to understand. "Hope you won't die. I cannot mourn you twice. My heart won't take it." She pleaded, and I nodded in response. BINTA After a while, the Sarki and Sarauniya called Adam and me to their private lounge for a meeting. I watched my mother's smile fade. There was something she knew that she wasn't telling me. I knew she would eventually.

Lavinia nearly jumped when a ghost dropped in front of her. She reached her but was unable to. “Willow!” Lavinia called as Willow reached her neck like she was being suffocated. “What’s going on? How can I help?” She knelt on the floor. Willow reached her neck to where her necklace was. She took it out and somehow, it was glowing. “The~~” She chokes. “The Relic~of Deaths.” “This?” Lavinia opened the shell as Willow collapsed on the ground but she somehow could breathe.

He nods, but his eyes are terrified when I say, "They ain't getting you." Akira is standing up and inspecting her knives. "We need to move," she says. "More guild is on the way." A faint voice whispers, "The relic... in the temple... it will bring me back," as the beast's ashes stir just before we leave. A Seraphin relic, concealed somewhere, powerful enough to actually bring Calix back to life, makes my blood run cold. Light flaring, Raymond takes hold of my arm. "We cannot allow that to occur," he says firmly.

But the force was too strong, its malevolent presence overwhelming. Leona, standing firm beside me, placed a hand on my shoulder. "You have to find its center, Emily. Control the relic from within." I took a deep breath and dove deeper into the relic's power, seeking its core. Images flashed before my eyes—ancient battles, forgotten rituals, and a prophecy of balance and chaos. The relic was more than a weapon; it was a conduit for an ancient magic, tied to the very fabric of Silverwood Falls. But as I delved deeper, I felt the darkness within it—an echo of the malevolent force now threatening to consume us all. The relic had its own will, a shadow that sought to dominate rather than protect

REBORNED EPISODE Nine Deirdre POV Splash! I splashed some water on the so called crypto and he gasped. He slowly raised his head up and struggled against the ropes that are around him while sitting on a chair. He squint his eyes at the tiny bulb hanging above his head. “Somebody, help! Is someone here?! Where are I?!” He finally had the strength to open his mouth after trembling like someone being drenched at the club. He is probably like that because a gun wasn’t placed against his thigh.