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She was standing in a barren landscape, hundreds of bodies lying on the ground. She was tired, feeling the fatigued of hours of fighting and killing, but she didn't stop, she wouldn't stop until they finally showed themselves.

Then as if summoned by her thoughts, she turned and saw them standing there, and she felt her blood boil. That even now, they still looked at her with that same blank expression.

They will die here and now, she swore as she channeled all her power, all her hatred, into her blade and leapt at her target. Knocking away their sword, before moving to go in for the kill.

But it wasn't to be, as she immediately felt a striking pain in her abdomen. Looking, she saw they had stabbed their lance straight through her.

Mordred shot up, gasping, as her hand shot towards her abdomen. Frantically searching for an injury, Mordred calmed down slightly, when she didn't feel or see an injury, nor any sign that she had been stabbed by a lance.

'It wasn't real, it wasn't real. It was just a dream, or a vision.' Mordred thought, lying back down in her bed.

This wasn't the first time Mordred has had this dream, or visions, given she inherited the same abilities as her mother, to see visions of the future. They had started not long before she launched her war against the Kage and her father.

At first, she had believed it was her Future Telling, showing her what would await her at the end of her rebellion, that she would die. Though Mordred had been confused that it wasn't her father she saw delivering the final blow. Instead, that stranger and their lance doing it. Mordred had simply chalked it up to a metaphor for Naruto and his Rasengan.

It's also why she had been surprised that he let her kill him. She had been fully prepared for him to kill her with the Rasengan, expecting to meet her end then and there. But not before taking everything her father had built and made down with her.

Now they're happening again, and Mordred wasn't sure why, with it frustrating her to no end, that she didn't know what they meant. Even more so, when she heard the name of the attack she used in her dream.

'Clarent Blood Arthur.' Mordred thought.

She was originally going to call her attack, Clarent Blood Naruto. As to give her grudge and hatred of her father a name and physical manifestation in the form of the attack that would end his life. Instead, she called it Clarent Blood Arthur, as that name seemed to fill her with more anger and hatred than her grudge against her father.

Groaning, Mordred rolled over and went back to sleep, not feeling like dissecting her dreams at the moment.

*Next Day*

Mordred sighed in relief as she walked through Beacon. With the dance being almost here, the classes were made shorter, allowing the students more time to get ready. This, Mordred was thankful for, as it meant less time teaching and more time figuring out what Cinder, Mercury and Emerald were planning.

'And there's still that dream.' Mordred thought, rubbing her eyes in annoyance.

She still don't know what it meant, or even why she's starting to have it again. Shouldn't they have stopped after she killed her father. Unless they weren't just about her father, maybe she'll eventually have to fight in another war, where she will die. Or maybe it was something else, entirely.

Whatever it was, Mordred didn't like it.

Just then, Mordred was pulled from her thoughts, when she took notice of a familiar figure ahead of her.

"Hey Blake!" Mordred called out to the Faunus, with Blake stopping in her tracks and turned to look at the Uzumaki, with Mordred noticing that she looks much better than before.

"Oh, hey Mordred." Greeted Blake, as Mordred walked up to her.

"Hey, how are feeling? You look better than yesterday during class." Said Mordred, glad to see Yang's talk with Blake managed to get her to relax a little.

"Yeah, I decided to take a break and rest a little. I'm also able to think better on Torchwick is planning, now after getting some sleep." Blake replied, with Mordred frowning at hearing Blake was still working on the investigation.

"You know, you really should give that a rest, you aren't going to figure out what Torchwick and the White Fang are planning anytime soon. And while it's good you're getting some sleep; you also need to relax and have some fun." Mordred said, with Blake's ears twitching beneath her bow in annoyance.

"For the love of! Look, I don't want to go to some stupid dance, okay! I'm also not going with Sun, we're just friends!" Said Blake, getting annoyed that her friends won't leave her alone about going to the dance, while also trying to set her up with Sun.

Blake will admit Sun is a great guy, but she doesn't like him as more than just friend, and perhaps as that annoying brother she never had, but still likes having around.

"Wow, take it easy tiger. I didn't say anything about the dance, just that you should take a break and have some fun." Mordred said, putting her hands up in surrender, with Blake sighing since she didn't mean to snap like that.

"Sorry, but my teammates have just been asking me nonstop if I'm going, while also asking about who I would go with, and they assumed it'd be Sun. They just don't understand that I don't want to go, not until I figure out what Torchwick is planning." Said Blake, knowing that was more important than some dance.

Plus, while Blake has opened up more since coming to Beacon, she still wasn't exactly a people person, or good with crowds.

"Blake, take it from someone who knows what you're doing, obsessing over this isn't good for you. I spent five years trying to earn my fathers approval, then another three wanting to take his head. You've been doing this for only a couple weeks and so far, the only thing you've accomplished if isolating yourself from your friends, who care about you." Mordred said, raising a hand to silence Blake's argument, before putting a hand on a Faunus's shoulder.

"I heard what Yang told you the other day, and she's right, you don't have to stop investigating. But you also can't forget to keep living. Otherwise, once you finally do achieve your goal, you'll look around you only to see no one is there anymore. It'll just be you." Said Mordred, looking down, with Blake wincing as she remembered Mordred's story and that she, more than anyone, knew what it was like to focus on a goal to the point that it ended up consuming her every waking moment.

Not to mention Yang telling her about her desire to find out what happened to her mother, as well. One who was still searching, like Blake was, and another who achieved their goal, only to be lost on what to do next.

And if Blake kept up, that's what would happen to her.

"Okay, okay, you and Yang both have good points. I'll put the investigation on hold and relax for real. I'll…even go to the dance." Blake muttered, since it'd make her team happy if she went.

It also helped that she was speaking with her crush, who Blake wouldn't mind going to the dance with.

"Great! I'm sure the others will be happy to see you go, now you just have to ask someone to the dance." Mordred said, smiling, while Blake fidgeted at those words.

"Well, since you brought it up. Would you-"

"Mordred!" Someone said, cutting Blake off.

"Huh." Mordred said, looking to see Weiss running towards them, while Blake's eye twitched at the interruption, and just who it was.

"Was there something you needed, Weiss? Finally taking up my offer for some…private lessons~" Mordred said, smirking as Weiss blushed at her words, while Blake's eye twitched some more, though had a faint blush at the insinuation.

"Wh-what?! No, no, no, no!" Weiss vehemently denied, before taking a breath and forcing her blush away.

"I know this is a little unorthodox, but...I wanted to ask you something." Said Weiss, her blush returning, though not as intensely, at what she was going to say.

Hearing this, Blake narrowed her eyes, getting a feeling of what Weiss was going to say.

"Sure what is it?" Said Mordred, wondering what the Heiress wanted to ask her.

"Would you...like to accompany me to the dance tomorrow?" Weiss asked hesitantly.

"You can't ask Mordred out!" Blake cut in, glaring at Weiss, with the Heiress returning the glare.

"And why not?!" Weiss demanded, annoyed at Blake cutting in.

"Because she's our teacher!" 'And I was going to ask her!' Blake said, while adding the latter part mentally.

"Actually, she isn't, she's just the Assistant Combat Instructor. Her current position as the fulltime instructor is only temporary, because Goodwitch was relieved from that position for the remainder of the semester. So, I can ask her to go with me, if I want to." Said Weiss, smirking.

"Well you still can't ask her." Blake stated.

"And why not?!" Questioned Weiss, giving her the evil eye.

"Because I'm going to ask her! Mordred, would you go to the dance with me?" Blake asked, while looking at Mordred.

"Uuuhhh…" Mordred trailed off, as her eyes darted between Blake and Weiss.

"Are you kidding me?! You can't ask her, after I already did!" Weiss said, glaring at Blake, who smirked at her.

"Actually, I was going to ask her anyway, but then you showed up." Retorted Blake.

"Well I already planned to ask Mordred, anyway. Besides, you already said you weren't going." Weiss said.

"I changed my mind, now if you could kindly go away, so we can get ready." Blake said, grabbing Mordred's arm.

"Hell no! Mordred's going with me!" Said Weiss, while grabbing Mordred's other arm.

'Normally, I'd enjoy being between two beautiful girls. But I also don't like being treated as a prize to be won.' Mordred thought, before prying out of their grips.

"Alright! Enough, both of you! You both asked me to go to the dance with you, and now you're fighting over it, when I haven't even decided if I'll go with either of you!" Mordred said, looking between Weiss and Blake, with both girls looking down, knowing she was right, and were worried she'd reject them both after how they were acting.

Taking a moment to catch her breath, Mordred thought it over. Both of them have asked her to the dance, and Mordred would have happily said yes to either of them. But now, they both asked, and she didn't want to hurt the other's feelings. She also couldn't reject them both, as then she'd just ended up hurting both, rather than just one of them.

"Alright, here's a compromise. I take both of you two the dance, stop and let me explain." Mordred said, as Weiss and Blake looked at her in disbelief.

"I would gladly take either of you to the dance, but I'm not going to say yes to one of you and hurt the other. I'm also not going to be the cause of you two being angry at each other, by saying yes to one and rejecting the other. This way, by taking both of you, that won't happen and you'll both be happy, while also getting to have fun." Said Mordred, with Blake and Weiss thinking it over, before they eventually both nodded reluctantly at her logic.

"Okay." Blake said, crossing her arms.

"I suppose that can work." Said Weiss, just glad that she'll get to go with Mordred.

"Great. And besides Weiss, you know I can go on all night long, and even into the morning~" Mordred purred, with Weiss blushing at her words, while Blake gained a clouded look in her eyes at hearing this.

'All night…into morning…' Blake thought as her mind conjured dozens of images.

Before her mind could go further into the gutter, Blake swiftly banished those thoughts and images, for now, and looked at Weiss.

"I'm willing to accept this, but let's not tell the others. I want it to be a surprise." Blake said, smirking.

She saw this as a chance to get back at Yang and Ruby for trying to force her to go to the dance, along with thinking she'd go with someone she didn't have feelings for. Not to mention, it'd be the person least likely to convince her, who managed to get her to go.

It also helped that Mordred was more empathetic and didn't really push the subject with her.

"I can work with that." Replied Weiss, smirking as well, since Ruby and Yang could still get on her nerves with their antics, and it be nice way to get back at them.

"You two are devious, I love it! In fact, how about you take it a step further." Mordred said grinning, while Blake and Weiss looked at her curious.

*Next Day*

"You do know girls are supposed to wear dresses to this, right?" Yang asked, looking at Mordred with a raised brow.

The reason being that rather than wearing a dress, like the rest of the girls, Mordred was wearing black dress shoes, black dress pants, a white button up shirt, a brown vest, with golden buttons and two golden chains attached to the bottom button, a black tailcoat over it, with golden buttons on the cuffs, a black tie with a red jewel near the neck, and white gloves.

All in all, Mordred looked very good in a suit, Yang had to admit silently to herself, while looking Mordred up and down.

Yang, herself, was dressed for the occasion, wearing a short, white, halter neck dress, with a pale gray hem and white pumps.

"Maybe, but I was never one for dresses, far to restrictive on my movements. Hell, I don't even like wearing a suit." Mordred said, while pulling at her tie with an annoyed look.

Weiss and Blake had tried convincing her to wear a dress, but Mordred had shot that idea down quickly, so they settled on her wearing a suit. Something Mordred agreed to wear, both because it provided some better movement than a dress, and she wanted to make sure Weiss and Blake had a great night.

If that meant she had to suffer wearing a monkey suit, so be it.

Currently, Yang and Mordred were manning the podium, greeting those who arrived at the Ball Room. Though Mordred was just waiting for Weiss and Blake to arrive and was eager to see the look on Yang's face, when they did.

'Speaking of my lovely ladies.' Mordred thought, smirking as Weiss and Blake arrived with their arms linked.

Weiss was wearing a short, white, sleeveless dress with cutouts on both sides of her waist. The yoke of the dress was translucent mesh and completing the look was a pair of white pumps.

Meanwhile, Blake was wearing a short, purple, asymmetrical, halter neck dress, that is split up the right side and has a black collar. Translucent black mesh covers her shoulders, décolletage and back, with decorative black swirls covering the left side of the dress and continue up the left strap. The outfit is completed with black pumps, and she wears a teal bow on her head, as opposed to her usual black one.

Mordred happily admired the girls' beauty, while Yang looked at them in surprise.

"Weiss, Blake?! You're here, together?" Yang said, surprised they arrived together with their arms linked, though happy Blake was here.

"Of course. Why wouldn't we arrive together?" Weiss asked rhetorically, while suppressing a smirk.

"Well I just thought…that um…you'd arrive…differently…" Yang said lamely, not wanting to make things more awkward than she already did by saying she expected them to have different dates.

"Is there a problem Yang?" Blake asked with a "sweet" smile, with Yang waving her arms.

"What?! No, no, no, no! No problem at all, please…enjoy your night…together…I'll shut up now." Said Yang, while muttering the last part to herself.

Walking past Yang, Blake and Weiss looked at Mordred, who winked at them with a thumbs up.

It had been Mordred's idea, for Blake and Weiss to arrive at the dance acting as each other's date. Mordred would still dance with them both, but she saw this as a chance for Weiss and Blake to get to know each other better, while also becoming better friends.

Weiss and Blake had agreed to this for Mordred's reasoning, along with their own secret ones. While they wouldn't ever admit it, Blake and Weiss did find each other attractive. So this way, they could see if anything could happen between them, given they're both bisexual and like the same girl.

Plus, they can't deny that they like the taboo of the idea, given how Weiss is the heiress of the Schnee Dust Company, while Blake is a Faunus, that was once part of the White Fang. Besides, it would also be the biggest "Fuck You" that they could give to Jacques Schnee, someone they both could agree they despised.

"Careful Yang, you might catch flies like that." Mordred teased, closing Yang's mouth, before walking off to greet her dates.

"That was brilliant, Mordred." Said Weiss, once the Uzumaki approached them.

"What can I say, I'm a natural at pranking people." Mordred said, with a mock bow.

"So, who get's the first dance?" Asked Mordred, having decided to let Blake and Weiss decide who she'd dance with first.

"Weiss can. Besides, Yang said she'd save me a dance, if I ever decided to come." Blake answered, having been fine with Weiss dancing with Mordred first.

"Then shall we, M'lady." Mordred said, smiling, as she offered Weiss her hand.

"We shall." Replied Weiss, with her own smile, before taking Mordred's hand as they stepped onto the dance floor, before they started dancing together.

After some time, they stopped and went over to get some drinks. Though they took notice that Ruby had arrived as well, looking very awkward as she stood there. She was wearing a short, red, sleeveless dress with a thick black sash around the waist, and black trim along the bottom. The bodice of the dress is split vertically to the sash and laced with black lacing. The yoke of the dress is transparent mesh with an opaque collar and hem, as well as opaque lines connecting the collar to her shoulders. She also wears black stockings and pumps.

"Oh, you look amazing Ruby!" Mordred cooed, finding Ruby adorable in her dress, with Ruby not agreeing with her opinion as she groaned.

"Can we have a serious talk about how you fights in these, Weiss?" Ruby asked, working to maintain her balance in these awful shoes.

"Practice, lots and lots of practice." Weiss replied, crossing her arms, knowing it wasn't easy fighting in heels.

Even more so, given her fighting style involves jumping around, off her Glyphs, to attack from multiple angles.

"Don't worry, it's only for one night." Said Mordred, putting a hand on Ruby's shoulder, with the younger girl stumbling slightly at being put off balance, before glaring lightly at the blonde.

"You did that on purpose!" Ruby accused.

"Oh hey, look, Blake is here, as well." Mordred said, changing the subject, with Ruby looking to see that Blake did arrive, and was currently dancing with Yang.

"I told you she would come." Yang stated, while smiling, after managing to get over her earlier slip up, and surprise at seeing Blake and Weiss arrive together.

"Mission accomplished." Replied Weiss, while covering Mordred's mouth, as she knew the Uzumaki was going to say something with Yang's choice of words.

"Soooo, what do we do now?" Ruby asked, since this was her first time at a dance, and wasn't sure what to do.

"Just have fun!" Yang answered, before grabbing Mordred's hand and pulling her onto the dance floor, wanting to have her own dance with the Uzumaki.

"Does that mean I can change out of these stupid things and into my hood now?" Ruby asked, but didn't get an answer, making her sigh and walk away slowly, cursing the lady stilts as she did.

*Later*

Mordred sighed in relief, as she returned to the refreshments table after finally escaping the dance floor. She had danced several times with Weiss and Blake, before taking a break to dance with Yang and Velvet, when the Rabbit Faunus approached her for a few dances, as well. Both wanting to keep selling the idea that Blake and Weiss were each other's dates, and because they wanted to dance as well.

While she may have nearly endless stamina, her head was starting to spin as she danced with the four girls. Along with it becoming more difficult to move in these fancy dress shoes the longer the dancing went on. But finally, she was getting a break.

"Hey Mordred." Ruby greeted, with Jaune, who had arrived not too long ago, waving as well.

"Hey Ruby. Why aren't you dancing?" Asked Mordred, with Ruby laughing nervously.

"Ahahaha, oh trust me, I don't dance." Ruby said, knowing she'd be more liable to step on someone's feet, or twist her ankle, though she did like the idea of dancing with Mordred, but could settle for just talking with her.

This made Mordred frown, seeing that Ruby was really out of her element. Hearing another song start, Mordred decided to make sure all of Team RWBY enjoyed their night.

"Well, we can't have that. Come on." Mordred said, taking Ruby's hand and guiding her to the dance floor.

"Bu-but, I can't dance! Let alone in these!" Ruby said, panicking, but relaxed slightly when Mordred smiled encouragingly at her.

"Just follow my lead and if you fall, I'll make sure to catch you." Mordred assured; with Ruby nodded hesitantly, still worried she'll mess up.

Mordred took Ruby's hand, and put it on her shoulder, before placing one of hers on the younger girls waist, while their other hands were clasped together. Ruby gulped when they started moving, her eyes constantly darting between Mordred and her feet.

"Don't worry, I have you." Said Mordred softly, with Ruby looking into her emerald green eyes.

Slowly, Ruby smiled as she danced with Mordred. Though she stumbled a few times, Mordred kept her word and caught Ruby every time.

"Thank you." Ruby said, once the song had ended, with Mordred nodding with a smile.

"You don't have to thank me Ruby. You deserve to have fun tonight, just like anyone else. Besides, I like it when you smile." Said Mordred, making Ruby look down with a blush at that.

Mordred then caught sight of something red from the corner of her eyes. Looking, Mordred was surprised when she saw Pyrrha.

'Wow.' Mordred thought in amazement, as she saw the redhead.

Pyrrha was wearing a long turtleneck, sleeveless red dress, with her back exposed. She was still wearing her circlet as well, which only added to her beauty.

Though the Uzumaki frowned when saw the downcast expression on Pyrrha's face, only for realization to hit her.

'No one asked her.' Thought Mordred, while seeing Pyrrha walk away.

"Hey Ruby, sorry, but can you excuse me for a moment." Mordred said, with Ruby nodding in understanding, having seen Pyrrha also, before she walked off to where the Mistral Champion went.

Going up the stairs, Mordred soon arrived at a balcony, and saw Pyrrha standing there alone.

"Pyrrha." Mordred said, walking up to her, while the Mistral Champion turned and faced her.

"Oh, hello Mordred." Pyrrha greeted with a tired smile.

"I didn't see you earlier. Did you just arrive?" Asked Mordred, with Pyrrha nodding as she looked down.

"Yeah. Arrived late, I'm afraid." Replied Pyrrha, before turning back to the balcony.

"Well, you look amazing. The dress really compliments your hair and helps bring out your eyes more." Mordred stated, with Pyrrha smiling thankfully at her.

"Thank you." Pyrrha said, happy Mordred thought that she looked good.

"I'm just sorry no one else is here to see it." Said Mordred, with Pyrrha stiffening slightly, before looking down again.

"Nobody asked me." Pyrrha confirmed.

"Why not?" Mordred asked, not seeing how anyone couldn't ask Pyrrha out, not because of her reputation, but because she's a genuinely great and kind person.

"I've been blessed with incredible talents and opportunities. I'm constantly surrounded by love and praise. But when you're placed on a pedestal like that for so long, you become separated from the people that put you there in the first place. Everyone assumes I'm too good for them. That I'm on a level they simply can't attain. It's become impossible to form any sort of meaningful relationship with people." Pyrrha said, before looking at Mordred.

"That's what I like about you. When we met, you didn't even know who I was. You treated me just like everyone else. And now I've made friendships that will last a lifetime. I guess, you're the kind of person I wish I was here with. Someone who just saw me for me." Said Pyrrha, about to walk away, only for Mordred to put a hand on hers.

"You're not too good for anyone because of your reputation, Pyrrha. If anything, you're too good because of who you are as a person. In the time we've spent together, I've seen you, the real you, someone who's kind and caring to the people around you. Who does everything she can to help and protect her friends, and always seeking to do the right thing. Pyrrha, you have one of the biggest hearts I have seen, that's what I find amazing about you." Mordred said, with Pyrrha looking at her in surprise, before smiling softly at her.

"Thank you, Mordred." Said Pyrrha, feeling happier than she has in a long time.

"You don't have to thank me, it's the truth. Now if you want, even if it's a little late, I'd be more than happy to accompany you to the dance." Mordred said, smiling with her arm held out, with Pyrrha being surprised at the offer, before her smile widened.

"I'd like that." Replied Pyrrha, taking Mordred's arm.

"Great. Though there is one other thing about you that I like." Said Mordred, having inherited her paternal grandfather's love for red hair.

"What's that?" Pyrrha asked, curious.

"Your hair, it's a beautiful shade of red." Mordred replied, surprising Pyrrha and making her blush, while grabbing a strand of her hair.

"Really?" Asked Pyrrha, since no one ever complimented her hair color before.

"Definitely." Mordred answered, smiling.

With that, the two girls returned to the dance, with Mordred intent on making sure Pyrrha had a good time.

So, what did you think, good. Yep it looks like Mordred is have some strange dreams or perhaps visions of the future, or the past perhaps. Then we see Mordred and Blake talking, with Mordred being able to convince Blake to go to the dance, along with Blake planning to ask Mordred. That is until Weiss showed up and asked Mordred herself, leading to an argument between both girls, until Mordred ended it by agreeing to take them both. We then go to the dance where the three decided to pull their own prank, with Weiss and Blake showing up together as each other's date, then we have Mordred dancing with Weiss, Blake, and even Yang before giving Ruby her own dance as well, wanting the leader of RWBY to have fun as well. Finally Mordred sees Pyrrha standing alone and realizes why, leading to a heart-to-heart moment between the Uzumaki and Mistral Champion, with Mordred then asking Pyrrha to dance with her as well. So, review if you liked go away if you didn't.

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