Of Petals and Weapons

Prologue: The Dream

For the second week in a row a ten year old Ruby Rose found herself very confused. That was not to say she did not normal get confused, but she reasoned that the particular situation she was in called for confusion. She sat up from her position on the ground to observer her surroundings. "I don't get it all!" she pouted cutely. The location was one she had grown intimately familiar in the past five year. Said location was the clearing near her mom, Summer Rose's grave.

It was not unusual to find the ten year old passing thought the location multiple time a week to visit her mother. What was unusual for Ruby was to dream about said location for the past two weeks in a row. She missed her mom dearly but for the most part she had gotten over her death. "Or at least that's what I keep telling myself" Ruby thought sadly as she looked around the clearing.

It was the same one she had pasted thought countless times in the past five year, but a few things stood out to her. The clearing was the same size, but every now and then the field seemed to become endless. The same could be said for the surrounding forest. But the biggest change was in the sky. In place of the shattered moon was a massive red rose. Similar to the moon it replaced about half of it was whole. The other half covered the whole sky, like stars, in rose petals of all colors. It gave the area a look of an eternally setting sun. However no matter what changed, the path to the grave remained unchanged.

As she walk around the clearing with snow crunching under her feet, something caught her attention. "That's new" Though out the field were scattered numerous weapons. The first week she came to the dreamscape it was an exactly match of its real world counterpart, apart from the sky. Then for the past six day there had been shadowy shapes throughout the clearing. Now it was filled with weapons. Not random weapons though, but the exact opposite.

As her gaze wandered the many tools around her, each brought the memory of when she first saw it. "Ok I know I am a weapons nut, but this is a little even much even for me!" Ruby said out load to herself. "And that's not even the weirdest part!" Just looking at a weapon granted her near complete insight into the weapon. Its weight, materials it was made of, the creation process, its history you name and ninety percent of the time she could give you a detailed answer.

A few moments past then Ruby realized something. Since this was a dream Ruby could do anything. Closing her eye thought of a weapon. A second later her wrists felt weight on them.

On her wrists were a perfect copy of her sister, Yang's weapons the Ember Celica. No, perfect was not the word to use. The gauntlets on her hands were black with red highlight.

"Might as well try them" she thought. Yang, who at first comes off as carefree, was very protective of three things; Ruby, her hair and, Ember Celica.

So even though Yang loved and trusted Ruby with all her heart she was never allowed to touch the shotgun gauntlets or hair. Especially the hair. Closing her eyes to think of a foe to fight. Then she heard low growl. Opening she saw a Beowolf. Normally a Beowolf would have an average person run in fear. But Ruby Rose is not an average person, in a few short year she would start training to be a huntress, a hero, like her whole family before her. "Might as well get a head start"

Activating Ember Celica Ruby froze as something surged thought her body. In that moment Ruby felt every punch, every jab and block Yang has ever done. A smirk found its way to Ruby lips as she destroy the Beowolf with a few blows. A half dozen more dream Beowolves met the same fate.

"Ok then let me try a different weapon I know… O I know I'll use dad's great sword!" a very excited Ruby exclaimed. Using the same method as before, Ruby saw Ember Celica scatter in to red rose petals, replaced by a massive sword that was twice her size. Her dad, Taiyang, was as simple fighter preferring to overwhelm his foes with shear power. As such the sword had no other forms or functions. The coloration was the same black with red highlights. "Just like my hair" Preparing herself Ruby felt the same surge as before only this time it was much larger and powerful. It was understandable, Yang had only been training six months, and where as her dad had over fifteen years of training.

More Grimm fell to her, she began laughing. It was a laugh of simple joy. She began to add other type of Grimm to the mix

"Now I'll go for Uncle Qrow's scythe! … sword … gun … thing." Her excitement dropping slightly at each function of her uncle's weapons. One day she would have to ask him what to call it exactly. Just as before her dad's sword scatter into petals. It was then she noted the skill she received went away when the weapon did. Shrugging her shoulders she summon her uncle weird whatever he called it.

The third verse was the same as the first two with many types of Grimm. Ok there was one more weapon she knew, letting her uncle's fade. However just as Ruby was about to close her eyes she look to the grave. What was there surprised her. Flouting in front of the stone were the weapons she has just been using. "So that's why I couldn't see them in the clearing." She quickly jogged over there only to gasp. Laying neatly on the tomb stone where her mother's weapons Scattered Roses.

Scattered Roses, in Ruby's option were the very definition of the words beauty and weapon. The twin curved swords' blades color was that of a pinkish rose. The cross guards a deep leaf green matching its shape. The hilts matched the guard as a stem. The hilts each had a button the unleashed Scattered Rose true power. Once press the blades detached from the hilt and were connect with Dust infused chains. When Aura was used on the chains, they move to the wielder's will exactly. Which mixed perfectly with her mother's trump card. Her Semblance.

Her mother's Semblance was super speed. When activated she appeared to vanish in a cloud of white rose petals. When combined Summer Rose was an angle of death on the battlefield. She was a huntress without peer. She was a hero to many people. But to Ruby Summer was something even greater, a mom.

Ruby stopped that train of thought, to focus on what she has been doing. Instead of making the weapons she simple grabbed the Roses and made more Grimm then every before.

It was then Ruby discovered something about her new dream powers. While she gain the skill of the owner of the weapon she did not get anything thing else including Semblance. "Seem I can never be as good as mom" she sighed.

Semblance, just the thought jabbed her heart. Even though her Aura had been unlocked for two year now she did not even have the tiniest idea of what her Semblance was. Most people show signs a few months after unlocking their Aura. "But not me, it's not like I can pick what it will be" Thought Ruby as she laid Scattered Roses on her mother tomb. "Although if I could, it would be what I have been doing here." Copy both weapon and skill. A small smile formed at the thought, with that she could final hope to be almost as great as her mother one day. She would could be a hero.

It was then the ten year old hero-to-be woke up. How long she lay in bed after waking was unknown. When she final left her bed she went right to her diary and began to write

Dear Diary, Last night I dreamt of petals and weapons…

A/N Hello and thank you for reading the first chapter in Of Petals and Weapons. I have been work on this since mid-January and it is finally in a form I am somewhat proud of. I do not know how long I plan on going with this story but I have a few things in mind. Now for some house keeping. First this story was inspired by the author Shadlith's Reincarnation of an Archer. Sadly it only has 4 chapters but they are good. Second as I said before I started work on this mid-January so for those of you, which I guess is most of you, who have figured what Ruby's Semblance will it WAS NOT taken from the certain thing that happened in V3 E11. Third I do not know how fast this will be updated. I am a college student so there will be time where I just can not find time to work. The next two chapters are in the final draft stages. And here come the part were I ask for reviews and the like. Constructive criticism is very much welcome. Also DAMN YOU ADAM I HOPE YOU BURN IN HELL!