Rwby: Remnants Switchback Novels & Stories

she said softly, eyes locked on mine. “Like who?” I asked. “The one before. The one they erased. But the soul never lies.” A chill crawled down my spine. “I… I don’t think I know you.” She smiled then, a sad curve of lips. “No. But I know you. You’re one of us, No you are better.” I tilted my head. “One of who?” She leaned closer, voice a whisper. “One of the Remnants. One of the earthly Gods One of—”

I sprinted across the street, throwing Tim’s heavy body onto the pavement as I slid on my knees beside my fallen frame. “Tim! Tim, open your eyes!” I sobbed, Tim’s massive hands shaking violently as I gently cradled my own pale, bruised face. A thin streak of dark blood trickled from my hairline, and my body was trembling, gasping for air in tiny, painful wheezes. “Stella...” Tim groaned, my squeaky voice coming out fractured and weak. His brown eyes flickered open, filled with tears as he looked up at me. “I’m... I’m sorry... I ruined... your body...”

Darkness swallowed everything except the faint blue-white glow of the thing’s body and the golden haze pouring off Kael’s aura. Then the Remnant opened its mouth. There were no teeth. No tongue. Just a spiraling void that pulled air into it like a slow inhale. The wards cracked overhead. Lira cursed and thrust her hands forward. Sigils flared to life in front of her, slamming into a barrier that wavered like stretched glass and then shattered. The Remnant didn’t even flinch. Kael didn’t wait. He lunged. His blade met the Remnant’s arm with a sound like metal striking wet stone. The creature rippled, the hit landing, but distorting, warping, refusing to break.

Two hundred feet below, in a world of crushing pressure and absolute darkness, the struggle continued. Leo Draven felt the icy water invading his lungs, but the adrenaline kept the cold at bay. He had his arm locked around Julian’s throat, but Julian wasn't fighting like a man—he was fighting like a cornered animal. They tumbled through the submerged ruins of the server room, smashing into floating monitors and tangled cables. Suddenly, a flash of blue light illuminated the silt. The Remnant was still there, his hands fused to the manual override lever, his body short-circuiting as the salt water ate through his synthetic nervous system. He looked at Leo, his glowing eyes flickering.

Cordelia bit her lip and let her blood fall under everyone's watchful eyes. The prophecy scroll glowed faintly red. The Crown Prince was overjoyed. "See! I told you..." Before he could finish, dark clouds suddenly gathered overhead, and the hall plunged into shadow. The scroll burst into black flames with a roar. The Director of the Royal Observatory cried out in horror, "An ominous fate has manifested! This is a terrible omen!" "Ah! My stomach!"

He drove the broken obsidian blade into the center of Remnant’s chest—the glowing core where the Archive backup was stored. The explosion was silent. A wave of violet energy rippled outward from the double, washing over the battlefield. The Refurbished warriors didn't die; they simply stopped. They stood like statues, their silver armor turning to dull, rusted iron. Remnant’s face began to pixelate. The perfection faded, revealing a hollow frame of wire and light beneath. "The... the investors... will not be pleased..." Remnant’s voice glitched one last time before his eyes went dark. ---

Beta Maximus clearly hated hearing that, but what I didn’t knew was what nobody has explained to him, and that was the power of the switched wolves, the gold and silver wolves of the strongest packs of the USA, had the biggest secret along side my pack, and Beta Maximus had zero idea over what was really going on. Knowing this shit was about to hit the fan I looked at my body to then whistle at him, getting his attention I link Calvin. ‘Let’s shoe and tell the powers of our mates.’ I tell him to which he walked closer to me. I have no idea how we were going to exchange our bodies but as he walked to me, Alpha Milo took something in his hand from the blue roses in the center of the coffee tab

His wolf eyes burned with pure intensity, one that sent shivers running down my spine. I have never been more afraid than I am at the moment. I tried to reason with him to reach the human inside the wolf, but he was too far gone. "Lyra," familiar voices call out. His brothers appeared from afar, and my vision was barely able to discern who was who. The pain in my wrist was growing as Sage dug his claws further into my wrist. "Sage!" One of them yelled. I'm not sure what happened, but the last thing that I saw was feeling a human hand pick me up after getting Sage off of me before I blacked out.

If only I did all this with my Cher', I remember all our goals, but I still thank God for this little bundle of joy I have here with me. I love Jeanne, and even though the bond I had with Cherry will never fade, I'm going to focus on my family and give them my all. * * * THE END (NOTE FROM AUTHOR) This is a spoiler alert, this chapter was actually the intended ending for Switches, but we all love a nice romance book with a happy ending and yes Cherry and Jayson did get their happy ending. Want to know how, slide into the next chapter to satisfy your curiosity. Love ANNETTE'S PEN.

My breathing slowed, and the Rift followed. “Good,” he said. “Now send it back.” “Send what back?” “The residue,” he said. “The thing you left behind.” I opened my eyes. At the center of the Rift, something stirred. Limbs formed from silver light, reflections twisting into a shape too familiar, too close. It mimicked me imperfectly, curiosity etched into every movement. Dangerous not because it hated me, but because it wanted. I inhaled slowly, gathering every thread of fear, every ounce of longing, and compressed it into a single command: control.