Hey everyone!

Been thinking of doing something like this for a while, so here it is! My first foray into writing... more explicit material. If you've seen the movie this is parodying, then yes, that scene. I'm also hoping to see what would happen if the main character had a... somewhat twisted personality. Still the same lovely Weiss though~



I haven't any experience with this, so any advice along the way would be helpful. So far the rating is T, though that will most likely change in the future once we get to those scenes. Hope I'm doing this right.



Let's enjoy this ride together!

Sinking of the White Rose

We thought she was unsinkable…

Chapter 1: The Salvage

Weiss Schnee, formerly heiress, now CEO of the largest Dust refinery empire typed away on her computer, making sure everything was running as efficiently as possible. Certainly there were those under her who should be doing such menial tasks, but she often found that her methods were far superior and if she wanted something done right… well the old adage often held true.

The phone rang.

She spared a glance at the number and ignored it.

The phone rang.

She sighed exasperatedly as her fingers stopped tapping away at keys.

The phone rang.

Three times. She grimaced at the thought of picking up the phone. Perhaps if she ignored it, the caller would just give up?

Silence.

She rubbed her cold hands together as an unnatural chilly reminder crept in, breathing into them to try and warm them up.

…

…

The phone rang.

Four. Four meant death, at least in some culture she was not very familiar with. With hesitation, she held the receiver to her ear.

"Hello?" she greeted, wondering about the other end.

"Why didn't you pick up sooner?" a thorny voice asked back.

"I was busy," she answered truthfully. Yes, keep things simple and vague. Technically still true, but Weiss chalked up a lot of things to keeping busy like signing and overseeing documents in triplicate.

"Uh-huh." Unconvinced. "With things your underlings could do."

"At least call them workers," she hissed. "Or employees." She already had enough of people trying to smear mud on her company. She didn't need any more of it from her own home.

"Not happening," came the flippant remark. She could almost hear the grin on the other side. "Anyways, I want you back home early today, got it?"

Phrased as a question and no room for argument.

"…did cousin red come visit…" Weiss muttered under her breath; before realizing one: it was impossible considering recent events and two: she just muttered it aloud.

"What was that?"

"Yes dear," Weiss sighed.

"Good!"

A click, and the line dropped. Weiss stared at the receiver for a moment before shaking her head exasperatedly. The things she had to put up with…

Her hand unconsciously went to her side-ponytail, playing with her hair softly.

Deciding that since she was forced to place lesser qualified individuals to her tasks, she might as well go the full distance and take the day off. Of course, by 'day off', she meant scouring the news and seeing if any important events occur… like stock prices fluctuating.

As she flipped through the channels on the television set, her family's crest caught her eye. An old, waterlogged and rusted safe bore the insignia, broadcasted on live TV.

"We're here at the Atlas Historical Museum. This, ladies and gentlemen, is one of the artifacts we've managed to uncover from the infamous wreckage. We haven't been able to open it yet, but…."

Weiss didn't hear the rest as she was already out the door.

She didn't think that safe would ever have been recovered. And by all that was precious, she vowed that no one may ever see its contents.

Save for her, and one other.

Ten minutes was all it took for her driver to reach the museum; when you controlled most of the world's energy supplies, traffic laws tended not to apply.

Storming into the exhibit, her eyes glanced around and saw relics she had forgotten about. A reminder of her past. A past that led to her life today.

She burst into the room, just in time to hear the TV program's title.

"Sinking of the White Rose"

So that's chapter one, really just a prologue to set things up. The next chapter should be a bit beefier and out in a few days.

Now, while I have a few chapters planned and written out, the updates on this may be a bit more sporadic compared to my other story when we get to later chapters. Sorry! Well, we'll see. Heh, who knows? You all might just motivate me to shift gears and crank this out faster since it shouldn't be more than 10 chapters long.

So leave a review, favorite, or alert if you're interested or liking this story, or if there's anything I can do to improve it. See you next time!