A/N: I felt kind of bad for abandoning this, so here you go.

Little over 2,000 words excluding Author's Note because- I don't know, I got lucky?

The air whipped Weiss' hair on her face, the sharp snaps hurting her cheeks and forehead as she continued to fall.

The heiress could hear the hollow whistles far beyond what her eyes could see, the same whistles that were enough to tell her that there were deadly spikes waiting to skewer through her flesh - like a hot knife through butter. Weiss' Aura was too weak to cast a glyph from the beginning of the mission - when she fought off Grimm to healing Blake's arm - so that only left falling and praying that her Aura regenerated fast enough before she becomes a vampire-kebab.

True, her vampire abilities would allow her to regain health and heal the wounds, but not without it being a painful and unenjoyable experience.

She tried focusing her Aura on her glyphs, trying to cast at least one to stop her fall. Even if it hurt to land, it was better than falling onto a stalagmite. Her efforts went to waste.

Please work!

No matter how much she begged, a glyph would not activate, her body still too exhausted.

Please, please, please, I can't die here!

Alas, trying to activate her Aura hurt her head, and she still could not cast one.

She could feel the spikes closer now, prickling the hairs on the back of her neck. It shouldn't be possible for someone like her, but for once, Weiss was actually experiencing fear.

Fear of death.

Fear of never seeing her team again.

Fear of-

Now!

In one quick hand sign, she cast a glyph a few inches in front of her falling body-

CRAcK

The moment she impacted the glyph, there was a loud crunch, not unlike the same Blake had before. There was an uneasy silence around the vampire, until the pain hit her full-force, just as a boulder would.

The vampire howled in pain, the exploding pulse making her vision fuzzy, almost causing her to pass out.

She had landed in an awkward position: diagonally with her right arm under her upper body. She knew for certain that her right arm was completely crushed from her body weight, even if she didn't carry much of it - with how fast she fell - and most of her ribs suffered the same fate.

After she was done screaming, she was left in a fit of hissing and whimpering, tears threatening to fall from her eyes when she tried moving. She fought herself from crying but eventually failed miserably at it, the feeling of weakness and vulnerability made her chest tight.

Her throat felt raw and sore, and her body throbbed in agony. For a second, she thought that falling all the way down would have been a less painful process. The hurting wasn't the worst she's ever felt, but it was definitely in the higher ranks.

Nothing was pleasant about having gravity almost knock you out cold.

The heiress tried moving her left arm to soothe her empty stomach, but she soon found out that trying to move a body part irritated the injuries, making the rapidly growing puddle of blood on her temporary platform increase in size faster and left a tingling feeling her limbs that felt like TV static.

She gently settled her left arm again.

By her spasmodic, twitching fingers, she could tell that feeling was beginning to return to her injured arm and the bleeding that began to pool on her glyph stopped growing in volume. Releasing a shaky breath, the heiress carefully tested the mobility of her neck, rolling her head a few times before deciding the minor aches were nothing to fear.

Turning her head to look down through the glyph's spaces, the first thing Weiss saw were stalagmites sticking up from the bottom of the canyon, making her take a sharp intake of air. The glyph stopped a mere inch away from one of the taller, deadly spikes, the smaller ones surrounding the rest of the bottom of the canyon. Even as a vampire, with the speed she fell at, a point through the head would have been fatal. And with her head being so close already…

She gulped. "Never mind," she muttered, rethinking about falling the rest of the way.

Looking up was a more painstaking procedure that involved moving much of her chest area, so she instead laid her head back down sideways and sighed. Thankfully, she stopped crying, but the right side of her face was already sticky from tears and blood. Her body was still in the process of healing itself, though her ribs were starting to feel better.

However, she had to lay on her back soon to allow her right arm and the ribs to fully heal. Enduring much of the pain of moving her left arm, she placed her dominant hand on the glyph next to her body and pushed, hissing more at the pain and then groaning when her back hit the platform with a sickening splash, her arms out and her body exposed.

Weiss thought for a moment that she looked like a sacrifice on a silver platter.

If only, she thought miserably.

The look up wasn't any better. Just like the fall down, there was still a thick fog drifting around, not shifting without any wind. Her fall had made a small hole in the low clouds, but the breach was already repaired.

"At least I didn't start bleeding again," Weiss sighed.

Her arm was healing much faster now without any of her weight constricting it, and while her ribs still ached, they were now in proper positioning. If she stayed in her previous situation, her ribs would have repaired themselves crookedly.

Now, her problem was finding a way out.

Weiss didn't know how long she's been lying where she landed, but she knew that it was quickly becoming boring. Without any signal in the foggy depths of the canyon - no matter how strangely she held her Scroll - she couldn't contact her team.

She couldn't even send a distress signal to Beacon from where she was.

"Maybe I should've let Ruby download those games of hers. At least it's better than doing nothing," she muttered to herself. It was pitiful for a great vampire to be left with nothing to do but wait for help to arrive - if there was any coming at all.

Those thoughts had started to plague her mind.

What if they left me here to rot because of all the times I've been annoying, or maybe they just didn't like me since day one and this is finally the chase they've been waiting for. All they need to do is finish the job, head back to Beacon, and say it was an accident on my part.

The heiress willed herself to sit up and blinked a few times to clear her eyes from any tears that began to surface again. She frowned slightly at her weakness. Surely they would've tried something by now, but from the looks of it, the vampire was on her own.

Moving her body side to side gently, she inferred that her ribs were still healing, meaning that she had to remain put. If she had only eaten someone during breakfast, she would be up and out of her with some more glyphs.

It's safe down here though, that's a plus.

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, there was the sound of grating rock from above her, almost like something was sliding down the wall she was near.

She tried squinting to focus her eyes on whatever could be coming down, but all her eyes could see was fog.

It could be a Beowolf smart enough to smell her blood, or maybe it was help, but whatever it was, it left her unnerved.

Until she caught the smell of roses.

"Weiss! Are you down there?" The familiar voice called, the scent getting stronger as well as the sound of rock breaking becoming louder. She could start to see her partner holding onto Crescent Rose as the weapon cut through the rock. "We thought we heard someone screaming, are you okay?"

The weapon stopped abruptly, Ruby grunting quietly from the whiplash. The vampire heard her leader mutter, "Unbelievable," before she shot a bullet and continued down again.

If it could be easily pierced with a weapon, the rock must have been softer than Weiss thought.

"Weiss!" Ruby chirped at the sight of her partner, immediately picking up the sight of white in the sea of rocks, shooting another shot to reach the white-haired teen faster. "I found you-" the leader stopped suddenly, her smile slipping off her face. Her face paled a little at the sight in front of her, gulping loudly.

"Oh my God," Ruby gasped, jaw dropping. The vampire noticed that the younger girl looked confused, making her feel somewhat uneasy.

Raising a shaky finger, Ruby pointed behind the heiress. "W-Weiss, wha-what happened?"

"What are you talking about-" Weiss stopped herself when she turned to look at the condition of her glyph.

Not only was there blood dripping off the edges, the platform was almost to the point of shattering.

Now that she looked closer at her surface, she saw that the glyph was dented inward, resulting in splinter-like projections to break at the edges, almost like a claw. The vampire also just noticed that the glyph wasn't spinning like it normally would - frozen - and instead looked as if it would have been better off broken.

She swallowed thickly; the more she looked at the nearly-broken glyph, the more her stomach churned in discomfort and nausea.

"Weiss?" Ruby quipped after the heiress's silence made her concerned. She stopped to breathe and continued, "Are you okay?"

Weiss shot her eyes up then turned to Ruby with a snap of her head. "What?" she asked quickly. Ruby jerked away at the sudden reaction. "Yeah- yes, I'm fine. Just… just a little tired."

"Are you sure? Do you need any help getting back up?" The young leader turned her head upwards. "It's a really long way."

The heiress tried getting herself up. "No, I'm fine-" Weiss had to bite her lip to hold in a small scream when her ribs shot a spark of pain throughout her body. "Justfine," she strained.

"Uh, Weiss, not to say you're weak or anything, since you're definitely not seeing that you survived a fall that high up, but I think that I should help a little."

Of course Weiss wanted help up. A climb like that with the condition she was in? It would be impossible to have it not hurt like hell. She wasn't about to admit it though.

Not out loud at least.

"Fine," she hissed, "but be extra careful around the right ribs."

Ruby smiled, but Weiss couldn't tell if it was because she accepted her offer for help or not. She couldn't tell with her leader's logic, nor did she have mind-reading abilities like some vampires.

"Great!"

Ruby didn't know how Weiss could have fallen asleep with the constant sound of rock being shattered as she climbed; probably because the heiress was more exhausted than she let on at the beginning of the mission, not to mention healing Blake's arm. The continuous clanking and crushing was sure to drive anybody mad, yet the two of them have not.

Or maybe I already am but I just don't know it yet, the red-haired teen mused to herself. Maybe Weiss did too.

Picking up the heiress had to be one of the hardest things Ruby has ever done in her life. Through the whole pick-up, Weiss was squirming and hissing like a cat not wanting to be touched, until finally Ruby managed to pick her up bridal style again without harming the older teen's delicate ribs. Then there was the problem of getting up.

The teen had the idea of using the pointy end of her scythe and Myrtenaster's tip to climb up the wall, but the thought was instantly shot down by a stubborn heiress. Thankfully, she thought of using her cape as a sling around her shoulders, carrying the heiress as like a baby near her chest and using her scythe and hands to climb the rock.

The idea was going to be shot down too, until the heiress clutched her stomach and went with it, something the leader didn't understand.

I guess she has cramps?

Ruby shuddered.

Speaking of the heiress, the teen stopped her climb to check on her, smiling slightly when the white-haired girl was still fast asleep. Just when Ruby was going to continue her climb, she paused again, confusion knitting on her face as she tilted her head slightly, double-taking a look at her partner.

"What the...," she muttered, "Are those... fangs?"

Weiss, who was sleeping with her mouth slightly parted, had two small fangs growing where her canines were. They were oddly eye-catching and much sharper than the red-haired teen thought was possible for humans, drawing her curiosity through the roof.

"Oh my gosh," Ruby whispered, delicately lifting a corner of the heiress' lips a bit, just enough to see a canine better without disrupting the heiress' sleep, "That is the cutest thing I've ever seen."

As she said that, a heavy rope fell beside her, snapping Ruby back into reality as she stopped touching Weiss' lip, a small rock then falling on her head.

"Ow!"

A/N: Sorry guys, RWBY is not my top priority at the moment. I didn't even look over this, sorry, and I don't have a BETA to read over my works for me.

I hope you guys know that it's 3 a.m. where I live and I don't plan on sleeping anytime soon.