RWBY Shorts

Dream Come True

The sunlight danced across his face as he napped beneath the large tree. Its boughs provided much obliged relief from the harsher rays of the sunny day. He seemed peaceful.

Perhaps he would have slept forever if someone had not reached over and tapped him on his cheek.

"Jaune, wake up," a far-away voice seemed to say.

He gazed above him. A beautiful girl with blazing red hair looked down at him with a gentle smile. One which was readily returned.

"Hey, Pyr," he said in a half-yawn. He stretched his arms and sat up. A quick glance around told him that nothing had changed. He was sitting beneath a large tree atop a grassy knoll. Off in the distance, across the green fields, he could see the towers of Beacon, like a castle from a fairy tale. And beside him sat his best friend, Pyrrha Nikos. Her head nestled into his shoulder while they absorbed the gorgeous scenery around them. For a while, it was peaceful.

Perhaps he would have stayed there forever, if a chill wind had not caused him to shiver. The sudden movement caused Pyrrha to move away. Jaune immediately moved to apologize, but paused when he saw the frown on her face.

"Pyrrha?"

He looked into her eyes, expecting to see sorrow, regret, grief, anything that could be dealt with. That could be overcome. Instead, he saw something which horrified him far more. Resignation.

Her lips moved to his, and tears filled his eyes. He wanted to grab her, to hold her to him, something, anything to stop her from leaving. But he didn't. He couldn't.

She was already gone.

Perhaps he would have given up, right there, if a voice had not called out to him.

"Jaune, wake up!"

He opened his eyes.

He was on the ground, in a snow-covered forest at night. Above him, the barren tree beneath which they had made camp, a chill wind rustling through leafless branches. Beside him, his friend, Ruby Rose. She was pouting.

"C'mon Jaune, wake up. You were supposed to take the next watch."

With a groan, Jaune raised himself, stretching sore limbs. The young reaper, ever observant, took note of the sour smile on her friend's face.

"Jaune? Are you ok?"

He looked into those silver eyes, and saw something that comforted him. His smile now a touch more genuine.

"I'm fine."

And with that, he stood up, to face the dark.

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