Rwby Remnants Novels & Stories

ARIA In… out In… out I breathed in slowly, then out again, trying to calm myself. I blinked once, twice, then leaned slightly toward the table to check my reflection. My eyes were back to normal. Thank God. I swallowed hard and straightened my posture, forcing myself to stay calm. The last thing I needed was Wren or Daphne picking up on anything strange. “Then it’s settled,” Matron said, “The Remnants will assist us on the hunt. They’ve just arrived in the city, so they’ll need tomorrow to get settled.”

was a "Voluntary-Duet." But the 150,000-word history has one final "Entropic-Turn." In the "Deep-A****n," the Remnant-Symmetrics have sensed the "Amethyst-Resonance," and they see it as a "Corruption." They are beginning to grow a "Black-Sombra"—a strain of the fungus designed not to "Link" or "Heal," but to "Silent" the "Resonance" forever. The "War of the Atmosphere" is over, but the "War of the Frequency" is just beginning.

Owen pulled Riley behind him—just like he used to pull me behind him—and watched my breakdown like a cold spectator. Riley played scared: "See? I told you. She's got criminal blood in her. Selfish, violent... terrifying." She brought up my father. And I lost it completely. Grabbed a shard of glass and lunged at them. Owen kicked me away. His voice was nothing but disappointment: "Aubrey. You've burned through the last bit of mercy I had for you." The day Owen went to file the annulment papers— My father's final verdict came down.

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

Because the power inside her recognized it. It was a Remnant. A creature born from the same shadows that now lived inside her. And she had to destroy it. The Remnant moved first. Faster than anything Lyla had ever faced before. It lunged, claws cutting through the air But Lyla was already gone. She had moved without thinking. Not like a wolf. Not like a fighter. But like something else entirely. She landed behind it, and the shadows followed. They stretched from her fingers, lashing out like living tendrils

Andrea clutched her hand, whining, "Ow! This bracelet is way too clunky. It bashed my hand." Her smug glance at me spoke volumes. The burn on my hand from the wax still throbbed, but I ignored it, slipping out as they swarmed around her in a frenzy of concern.

She also noticed that two of the sources glowed with colors she did not call for. There was a silver glow and a gold glow. The silver glow went to the center of the meadow and toward the direction of the cave along with a bright blue one. The gold glow went just to the center of the meadow. The three remnants were heavy and thick. The fourth remnants glowed red, and this is the one Makenzy had been looking for. It felt the strongest and that told Makenzy it was the most recently used.

> “I call you by the name you buried when you chose silence. The name you refused because it meant you’d have to feel.” He took a breath. > “I call you Remnants.” And in the breath that followed— The sky wept flame. The gods trembled. The Hollow Crown opened. And far beneath it all, deeper than memory, older than time... Something that even the gods had forgotten took its first breath.

He appeared a few seconds later, his hair still damp and a grin on his face. “Hey, Wrath, good to see you,” Rebel said. “We’re having church, but out here. Get the sweet butts to the basement rooms. All members and prospects present for this one,” Nitro said. “Got it,” Rebel said and left as quietly as he had appeared. Nitro turned toward Whitney and gave her a dazzling smile. “Welcome to the Road Warrior’s clubhouse. A friend of Wrath’s is a friend of ours.” “Thank you,” she said softly.

But at least I am with him while I am slowly leaving. "I love you too. Being touched with the ghost Clark, being touch with you is the best memories I will bring. You idiot, you evil! You wraith! Your touch is my life." My life taker.