Welcome to my new medieval AU fic! If you want hints to the story or an idea of what it's about, check out the songs I based it off! Replace the commas with periods.

Wake Up, Get Up, Get Out There:

www,youtube,com/watch?v=ATcKBMYYSJs&t=4s

Persona 5

Life Will Change:

www,youtube,com/watch?v=BQGRN0D1SDA

Version by Amalee

Persona 5

Reach Out to the Truth:

www,youtube,com/watch?v=Fu1LCUJMnF0

Persona 4

Most importantly... the main song this story is based off of… *drum roll*

Time to Make History

the premise of the story

www,youtube,com/watch?v=YK9Y1EqjDpY

Persona 4

As usual, this fic is also based off my recent trips! They were to Austria, Czechoslovakia, Germany, and the Netherlands. Based off places just like my other fics (but from different places). Almost every 'medieval' detail you read is real and from pictures I took/memory!

This is NOT a crossover! These songs and places are just incorporated into the story in some form. Like my other fics: Stranded and Let Me Hear. There was also this image on Tumblr I saw that I based it on, but it's a huge spoiler and won't be revealed until after the story is done posting. Then it would make sense.

~Hope you enjoy the show~

A decade ago…

After almost having a panic attack for hours on end, little Weiss began to calm down. If only a little.

She had no idea where she was. One moment she was in her luxury home and the next she was thrown in this unbearably lonely, cold cell.

Literally thrown in. By some angry faunus.

She didn't know why they were so mad. Since she was just a child and they were fully grown adults, fighting back was pointless.

She had only been in the cell for a few hours when she heard the opening of a door. Maybe it was someone who could tell her why she was being kept here. She highly doubted it when she intently listened.

Some high-pitched shouts and yelps immediately followed.

A big, burly faunus with a horn on his head struggled to heave a child in his arms. The armor he adorned had a red monster-like sigil painted on the front of the metal. Three claw marks ran along the back of the image.

The faunus guard mumbled obscenities as he dragged the blonde child across the hard cobblestone.

The child certainly put up a fight and struggled as much as she could, but she was too weak and was thrown in the cell just across from Weiss.

After the blonde girl slammed against the harsh ground, she jumped back up like the impact was nothing. This new prisoner certainly had some spunk.

It was then that Weiss caught something through the mild darkness.

The newcomer's eyes burned red.

Just before the angry faunus could shut the bars and lock them, the feisty blonde child hurled her whole body against the steel beams.

"What the-"

The door opened a little wider, and the child scrambled to get away. Weiss was silently cheering her on. If she slipped away from the mean guard, it would give her hope.

However, the child was too weak to open the extremely heavy door by herself. Instead of freedom, a punch collided in the side of her head.

Little Weiss gasped as she watched the blonde girl get knocked her off her feet and suddenly go still. She was on the verge of unconsciousness, groaning in an attempt to stay awake.

After that, the faunus threw her in the cell with no mercy and promptly locked the door. His grunt of victory rang out.

The clink sound of the lock rang in the air and that's what snapped the child out of it. She began to struggle to her feet. It was apparent that blood ran down her face as she grit her teeth angrily.

Weiss felt bad for the girl, but couldn't help but admire her determination.

The guard spit on the ground in front of the feisty child.

"And stay there you little brat!"

Like a wild animal, the blonde child attacked the steel bars like her life depended on it. Low growls escaped her throat as she watched the faunus take his leave. She kept shaking the beams and her hair was a wild mane. Like an inferno in the darkness.

Weiss could only watch in uneasiness.

This went on for several minutes.

The newcomer was so enraged she didn't notice Weiss across the room.

Despite her intimidating form, Weiss spoke up. "It's no use."

The blonde girl panted harshly, she stopped shaking the bars but kept a firm grip on them. From the comment, her head whipped up to find the distressed white-haired girl.

"I have to see my sister!" the blonde child yelled. "I have to know if she's alright!"

"Sister…" Weiss mumbled.

"So you understand?" the feisty girl asked. "Then you know I gotta get outta here!"

"I've tried everything," little Weiss informed. "There's no way out."

The last thing she wanted to be was a downer, but she was a realist. That negative comment didn't cause the blonde child's determination to waver. In fact, that seemed to encourage her even more as she started to bite and claw at the metal.

"Ruby, don't worry!" the child shouted. "I'm comin'!"

That must be her sister's name, Weiss deduced. She could tell the girl meant a lot to the frantic child, but it was no use.

Weiss could only watch the girl wear herself out after a few hours. Each second that passed was another second her admiration for her grew.

Panting harshly, the blonde dropped to her knees. For the first time that night, the newcomer's gaze met hers.

Lilac met azure.

"Are you done?" Weiss asked knowingly.

"I'll never give up," the feisty girl barked. "But for now I need'a break…" she was still heaving harshly, clearly out of breath. Some sweat clung to her forehead and blood was still smeared on her face and drying.

Seeing how wiped out she was made Weiss admire her more. Who exactly was this girl?

Realizing she didn't know her name, child Weiss introduced herself.

"I'm Weiss."

The blonde finally caught her breath and she wiped some debris off her forehead.

"Hiya, Weiss. I'm Yang," she sounded a lot calmer. "Soooo how long have ya been in here?"

"A few hours before you."

It was obvious child Weiss didn't want to talk about the experience she went through to get in the cell.

Little Yang could only bite her lip and slam her fist into the brick wall. Despite her being a child, she made some new cracks in the bricks to form from impact. She packed a punch for being tiny.

She kept her knuckles twisted in as more blood trickled to the concrete floor.

Through clenched teeth, she muttered:

"We're gonna fix this."

From those words alone, Weiss sensed a ton of resolve and willpower emanating from this girl.

Weiss had been lonely in that cell until Yang came along. She didn't know why, but when Yang said that, she felt a new surge of hope rush through her.

If Yang was there, she thought anything was possible. And she barely knew her.

From that day on, the little ray of sunshine never faded.

Present day…

Violent snores.

That's all she could hear.

She felt her eye twitch in annoyance. No matter how many times this happened, she never got used to it. Finally getting fed up, she slowly sat up from the concrete floor. Her body ached in protest. No matter how many nights she'd used the ground as a bed, it was still painful.

She wasn't sure if it was even morning yet, so she stole a glance at the tiny window that was blocked off by a few steel bars. Sure enough, there were lazy trickles of light seeping through and dimmed the vacant area. Every crack in the brick walls was exposed. It was like the walls would cave in from how deteriorated the room was.

Despite the light exposing the room's ugliness, it provided some warmth. Before Weiss could be calmed by what little warmth the rays provided, that damned snoring assaulted her ears again.

In a heartbeat, she yelled. "Yang! Wake up!"

Across the room in a separate cell lay a blob of blonde, snoring away. From the yell, she didn't even stir. In fact, the snoring grew more intense.

"So help me-" If she could bitch slap her awake, she would, but she was trapped and isolated just like the dozing girl.

The girl ran out of patience and slammed her pale fists against the steel bars that locked her in. She kept a firm grip and rattled them several times. This caused a loud thud to reverberate in the eerie room.

The noise at last roused her friend and she drowsily sat up. After rubbing the tired from her eyes, she sluggishly glanced at the irritated girl across the room.

"What is it, Weiss?" Yang yawned again. "I'm tryin' to sleep!"

Furious azure eyes calmed just a little. The annoying snores stopped. She did her job and now they would go on with their day as usual.

"You call that sleep?!" Weiss snapped. "You could wake a deaf person with your snoring!"

"Well sooooorry I have a problem with my nasal passage!"

The white-haired girl scoffed and crossed her arms. Arguing wouldn't do any good, so she sat on the cold ground as she stared at her friend.

"Forget it. At least that god forsaken noise stopped."

Yang scooted closer to the steel beams that locked her in to get as close to her friend as possible. Although, a big, blank slab of concrete also separated them besides the bars that kept them locked in. When she was in front of the beams, she plopped down and grinned widely.

"Besides the snoring, why'd you wake me up? There's nothing to do."

"It's morning," Weiss informed as she glanced at the only two tiny windows in the room. "You should get up anyways."

A smirk formed on Yang's lips and she sheepishly rubbed her knotted blonde hair. "Ya know, princess, if you were lonely you could'a just said so."

There was the all too familiar teasing. Even though the two had been locked up for a long time, Weiss was sure she'd never get used to her friend's personality.

Heat rushed to Weiss' cheeks and the calm poker face she normally adorned twisted to a scowl. "As if."

"Come on, princess," the blonde teased. "Just admit that you'd be oh so lost without me~"

"Cut it out, you brute!" Weiss replied. "You're the last person I'd want to be stuck in here with."

"Oh?" Yang perked an eyebrow. "Then who would you pick if you could?"

Weiss' irritated expression switched to a hint of sadness. It was obvious she had an answer in mind, but didn't reply. Choosing not to answer, she simply looked away at the cracks in the brick walls.

"Doesn't matter…"

Just as Yang was about to question her, a loud creak filled the air, followed by the slamming of a heavy door. They both knew what that meant. From the noise, both girls immediately perked up and stood.

Soon enough, a familiar black figure rounded the corner with food and clothing in hand. The food was a much more heartier meal than usual. A big bowl of soup with several slices of bread.

"Blakey!" Yang beamed gregariously. "How's my favorite kitty cat?"

Blake did not look amused from the greeting even though that'd was about the thousandth time she was greeted like that. Amber eyes narrowed, but then a smile took over.

"Hey, Yang, hey, Weiss. I got your breakfast and some extra clothing. You could use it."

Her words rang true. Currently, their outfits were worn and torn. It had been a few weeks since their last set of clothes. It was about time.

Carefully, Blake handed the two prisoners the sustenance and fabric. She unlocked the doors and the prisoners received both without protest.

Due to her enhanced senses, Blake could smell the area more thoroughly.

And it reeked.

She wished she could break them out. Not only to enjoy freedom, but to also let them take some much-needed baths.

Sadly, she had a job to do.

Unsurprisingly, the first thing Yang did was plop down and devour her meal the first chance she got. After licking her lips clean, she smirked. "Blake, you spoil us!"

Cat ears flattened on her head.

Despite Blake being their prison guard, Weiss and Yang treated her as a friend. It was a rocky friendship at first, but overtime, she'd grown to become friends with the prisoners. Now she just felt guilty every time she saw them. Her guilt increased tenfold when she noticed Weiss set her food to the side and slung the new clothing around her back like a blanket. Probably to insulate as much heat as possible.

"You okay, Weiss?" Blake asked. "I can get you some extra blankets or something. Are you cold?"

"It's okay, Blake," Weiss reassured. "You would get in trouble if you did. I'll manage."

In her heart, Blake knew she was right. If she tried to take any spare items, she would get in trouble with the higher-ups. That didn't stop her from feeling sympathy for the almost shivering girl.

"I'll see what I can do," the faunus stated. She was sure if she tried, she might be able to sneak a blanket without getting caught. "For now, you should eat the soup while it's hot."

Taking her advice with a faint smile, Weiss sipped the soup, pleasantly surprised that it tasted good. Blake must've gone out of her way to get this for them. Normally, their meals were bland and didn't have many nutrients, but the prisoners could tell this was a, for once, healthy meal.

They really appreciated it.

"Thank you," the white-haired girl said. "You must have gone through quite a bit of trouble to get this kind of meal to us."

Despite Blake's expression being filled with guilt and sorrow, a smile crept on her lips. "No problem. Just… hang in there, okay?"

The prisoners had been trapped in there for several years…

They were used to these conditions, but they couldn't wait for the day to come…

The day they'd taste freedom.

"Don't worry about us," Yang chirped. "We got this in the bag!"

A faint chuckle slipped passed Blake's lips. Leave it to the blonde to make her laugh. The atmosphere was usually heavy in this particular area, so having a little ray of sunshine was relieving. And made the wait worth it, really.

Blake simply nodded and stood after both prisoners finished their meals. The faunus always liked to keep tabs on their health. It was easy to get sick in these conditions, so she did everything in her power to keep them healthy.

"Leaving already?" Yang asked.

"Unfortunately," Blake replied. "I'll be back to give you your lunch."

"Be careful," Weiss advised. She knew how dangerous the people were that she worked with and she didn't want her friend to take any unnecessary chances.

After turning around, Blake gave her a nod of acknowledgement. She was a person of few words. Since meeting her, Weiss and Yang got her to talk more often.

"Before I forget," Blake said and looked at Yang. "Has he dropped by yet?"

The mention of him caused Yang to smile. "Not yet. I'm sure he will soon."

"Good, tell me what it says later."

"You got it, kitty cat," Yang replied.

"I'll be back in a few."

The faunus left as quick as she came.

The prisoners knew she was gone the moment the loud metal door thudded shut.

TTMH will be posted every Saturday! Like how Let Me Hear is posted every Sunday.

A big thank you to Phoenix Commander, GhostPhoenix113, Angelsixtwofive, and Shadow Nightblade for helping me improve this first chappy!

Stay dandy,

~Toto