Rwby: Remnants Switchback Novels & Stories

"Alyssa, I've already given everything I have to you, including my life! Why can't you forgive me?" As I gazed at him, I replied seriously, "I did forgive you, Gilbert. On the contrary, I'm very grateful that you saved my life. You did a great job as my comrade as well as the Alpha of the Bloodthorn pack. But you saving me and our bond are two different matters. "Some wounds, once inflicted, can never be healed. The moment you chose to save Joanna was the moment the old Alyssa died in the sea forever. Right now, the Alyssa standing before you is Alyssa the Gamma warrior."

The dim glow of an uncovered waystick up ahead provided a faint guiding light, illuminating their path towards the wrecked carriage. Upon reaching the carriage, Bryan's senses heightened as he assessed the situation. Thankfully, the air bladder remained intact, ensuring a vital supply of oxygen for those inside. The relief was palpable, but their focus quickly shifted to regrouping and locating Tritan, as well as Finrir, if possible. Time was of the essence as they prepared to retrace their path and reunite with their companions in the treacherous depths of Aqualeara.

“Access denied. Please enter your pack authorization key.” I stared at the glowing white screen of the iron-cased terminal sitting on my desk in the Whitlock Moon Suite. My jaw clenched as the red warning text flashed across the display. I didn't flinch. I didn't type in a key either. Instead, my fingers flew across the mechanical keyboard, punching in a rapid series of override commands that bypassed the Mooncrest Academy security wall entirely. Three seconds later, a soft chime sounded through my quiet room. The red screen vanished, replaced by the dark, high-tier interface of an underground rogue trading network.

"You always were weak." 'Again, what is weakness?' Blackridge breathed a strange utterance and a fire began to flow through him, making its way to his hand and winding itself around his sword, covering it in liquid light from grip to point, the deep grey of the maurium blade fading slowly into the sparkling white of pyrite. He looked on it and smiled. 'Thank you.' "Well, Charlenade, shall we begin then?" "Let's," Charlenade spat, striking at him with his sword.

The Remnant responded, "A path is forgotten, where realms were not distinct but interconnected, where beings thrived not in isolation but in harmony. The alignment has unlocked this potential, and you all stand on the threshold of redefining existence." Elara, her curiosity piqued, wondered aloud, "But at what cost? Every path has its challenges." The Remnant, its voice echoing the wisdom of eons, replied, "The cost is balance. To move forward, one must acknowledge the past, embrace the present, and shape the future. You, guardians, will be tested, but the rewards are unparalleled." As the voice faded, the rift began to close slowly, leaving behind an artifact floating in the air – a crystal

He still wasn’t winning by any means, but he was finding his hidden reserves to push onwards. I held my breath as Rem’s back finally found itself against the wall. However, he didn’t seem to have given up just yet. He held his ground and the sword up in a defensive position, waiting for Ken to strike. The moment he did, Rem quickly darted to the side, allowing Ken’s sword to smack against the wall instead of Rem’s sword or body. Then Rem used that moment to strike at Ken’s side with a swift kick, causing Ken’s balance to stumble.

“You came from the same hole as the Shadow King, looked like a ghost, talked like a bored god. Why should we believe you?” “Trust isn’t needed,” the Remnant said evenly. “Awareness is. Watch.” He didn’t wave his hand or gesture, he quietly turned his head, and everyone looked where he did, near a half-ruined stone hut that used to be a watchpost. The earth there began to change; the green moss and rich brown soil didn’t rot, but faded, the colour drained out, turning pale grey, grey, and the texture flattened, as if erased from a drawing.

But she moved Roe's hand. " No! I need to see. They probably must have given Jade a worse end... "Her voice was again cracking up. " Why are you so pessimistic. Did you see her body? Do you have any proof? " Roe's attempt to console Ruby was interripted as one of the limbs , that Lin severed from the a mer- witch , came flying in their direction! " Roe ducked before the water turned momentarily red before turning colourless again. " What was that? Why did the water turn red with its blood and then turn back to normal again? "

The look in her eyes told the entire room everything they did not want to hear. "I'm sorry, but I found nothing." "That's it? You're done?" Nigel snapped, his voice vibrating with rage. "I am sorry, Nigel," Opal said, rubbing her temples, "even though there are plenty of spells about casting body-switching curses, there is nothing, absolutely nothing about switching back." Nigel's jaw dropped. "You're telling me I traveled through hell...survived kissing mermaids, almost drowning, and Duran's nonstop complaining for this? For absolutely nothing?"

“ there is no way back so give up the thought and accept your fate” My world fell hearing her say there was no way back! NO that can’t be. There has to be a way back. I need to talk to Sandra. She must have a way found a way. but how do I do that? my clock was left back at…….. Just as I was thinking on how to contact Sandra Grace spoke up “ I need my clock back” The clock! Now it was my turn to smile “ tell me Grace! The person you switched bodies with is sister of John? right!”