Rwby Sienna Novels & Stories

Tears gushed down my cheeks as I considered Sebastian, lying broken and battered, our adoration cut unfortunately off. Yet, similarly as the Lycaon raised back to convey the killing blow, a haze of movement grabbed my attention. A figure showed up apparently out of the blue, a flexible, elegant structure that intervened itself among me and the Lycaon. It was Sienna. In spite of her battered state, she stood tall and disobedient, her blazing hair whipping around her like a blood red corona. Her eyes ignited with a power I had never seen, and her hands snapped with emerald energy.

“I’ll wait here in case you’d like to return inside, Miss.” I nodded, though my eyes never left Caelan as he urged the horse into a faster gallop, circling the track again and again, pushing both breath and strength to their limits. It was a sight I wouldn’t soon forget. I stepped closer to the fence, until a neatly dressed man greeted me—it was Aeron, Caelan’s assistant. “Good afternoon, Miss Sierra,” Aeron said politely. “Afternoon,” I replied with a small smile. “Would you like to speak with the Master?”

It was the sound of a beast starved for control. I stepped forward, steady and calm. “I know you’re still in there. You’re not a monster. You’re my Luna. Sienna Cole Darkmane!” She roared, leaping at me, claws and fangs flashing. I blocked with my arms, the force sending me stumbling back. We rolled across the forest floor, leaves scattering around us. Sienna snarled, trying to bite my neck, but I held her tight, pinning her down. Blood dripped from my wounds, but I didn’t fight back. Hurting her would mean losing her forever.

It’s Sienna and Evie. Great! Just great! Sarcasm echoes in my head. Their arms are linked together like best friends. Sienna is wearing a soft pink dress with her hand resting lightly on her barely-there bump. Her eyes meet mine, and her smile freezes, so do her steps. “Well, well, well,” she says sweetly. “Look who’s here.”