I do not own RWBY. All rights go towards Rooster teeth. Also, this story was inspired in part by the recent episodes of RWBY (so spoilers there), and an excellent fanfiction called 'the immortal maiden' by ravenrose8.

Daughter of the Gods

Chapter one: The beginning

I wasn't born, per se. I was created by my fathers. Why, I wasn't sure, but I suspected it was important. I was barely aware of my existence before one of my fathers spoke.

"Child, open your eyes." He commanded. I did as he said and looked upon the faces, or rather lack, of my fathers. They were brothers, I somehow knew. The older one was taller, and despite not having a face, seemed to be the gentler of the two. He was tall and had the horns of a woodland animal upon his head. A buck maybe. His 'skin' was yellow, and he spoke in a calming voice.

"My brother and I created you so that you may watch over our final experiment." He explained.

"What experiment are you talking about? The humans?" I asked. The younger brother looked at me and nodded. I looked back to the older and he continued.

"Your role will be to protect the relic of destruction. There are things our champion doesn't understand In Anyone's hands they could rule over the world we have created. It will not be an easy task. But your most important is to keep the champion under watch, and when the time is right, aid them." Great, I was a glorified baby sitter.

"You think this unfair?" The god of destruction asked.

"Yes, I do." I said as a matter of fact.

"Too bad." They both said, and with a flick of their wrists, I was cast out of the pocket dimension. But they had done something. A voice echoed in my head.

"You are an immortal with incredible power. The winds chase you and the lightning cannot catch you. Your eyes give you sight of all threats, even the darkest of my creations." The voice of destruction whispered, and I collapsed onto my knees.

'I didn't ask to be made, to be given this power' I thought bitterly when I heard creation whispering in my head.

"Guide them however you wish, in secret or not, in goodness or not, the choice is yours. We are never returning here, but we have left four relics behind. Knowledge, creation, destruction, and choice. You must protect destruction from all threats." The elder god whispered, and a sword manifested in my hands.

'well that's dramatic' I thought. The winds blew towards me and a smile grew on my face. Getting to my feet I started running. Pushing faster and faster I dug deep into myself and ran. I heard a crack behind me as I ran and another and another. I ran for what felt like seconds and finally stopped miles away. I was in front of a village when the wind from my running faster than sound finally caught up. It blew past me knocked over several small huts and people. Thankfully nobody was hurt but I did feel bad that I had caused this.

Walking under the archway into town I jogged over to the nearest villager. She stared at me with old eyes surrounded by wrinkled skin, and when she looked down I realized I wasn't wearing any clothes. Blushing, I covered myself with my hands the best I could. The woman took pity on me and handed me her cloak. It was green, and didn't feel right, but I accepted it graciously.

"Who are you?" the woman asked. I didn't know, my creators had never given me a name. I shrugged my shoulders and she seemed to think for a moment.

"Well, I think I'll call you scarlet since your face turned bright red when I saw you." She said with a laugh. I nodded. The name fit well enough I supposed.

"Can you speak?" she asked.

"Yes." I croaked out. "I am…sorry about your dwelling." I apologized. I hadn't known I could do that.

"How did you do that anyway?" she asked astonished. I somehow knew that before the brothers left, they took the magic they had gifted to humans back when they revolted. I hoped these humans knew nothing of the magic I possessed.

"I ran really fast." was the only explanation I gave. She looked at me amazed, not even caring anymore that I had destroyed her dwelling place. Not wanting to trouble this woman any further, I set the sword I forgot I was carrying on the ground and took the cloak off. She declined.

"Keep it." she said. nodding, I put it back on my shoulders.

"I cannot begin to repay you, as I have no money, but I will rebuild if you would allow me too." I offered the woman. She nodded and I sped around the ruined remains of the dwelling and gathered up anything that could be useful. There wasn't much, mostly wood and the bed this woman slept on, but I decided it should be enough. I gathered everything up into a pile when I realized I had nothing to put these together. The woman stepped forward holding tools in her hands. I thanked my creators that I had knowledge of this world in my head.

Getting to work, I rebuilt the dwelling using my speed, and she watched with wide eyes as the hut was finished. It wasn't anything spectacular as I modeled it after the other huts, and when I was finished, I saw that I had drawn a crowd. Other people looking at me like I was a gift form the gods. Praying to me to rebuild their dwellings as well. Out of guilt I worked through the night to fix the other dwellings that had been destroyed.

Nobody seemed to realize that I was the reason behind the sudden wind. All the villagers blamed it on the gods and praised me for my work in rebuilding. In their gratefulness they asked me to stay, and hesitantly I accepted.

Over the next few years I stayed with the old woman, and lived as scarlet rose, working in the village but never disclosing my secret. I protected it from the creatures people called grimm and my fame grew.

'The slayer', 'lady eternal', The undying one…the eternal rose, people called me. I was called to many villages over the years to defend them and destroy hoards, kill conquering armies, put down revolutions. But through it all I couldn't use the power of my eyes that the younger brother had given me for fear the people would deify me. Not like they didn't try.

I didn't want to be a god or rule these people. They needed to make their own rules and live by them.

When the old woman died she gave me the house to stay in, and so I stayed there for years before the older villagers began asking questions. They knew I wasn't quite right, that I never aged because I had been granted immortality. And so, I did the only thing I could do.

I died.

Well not really, but I assumed the identity of my 'daughter' and claimed my 'mother' had died. Scattered to the wind, like rose petals. The people seemed to believe it as they mourned with me for the loss of such a great woman. When people asked where I'd been I told them my mother had left me at another village with my 'father' as she traveled. As he was unwilling to leave the village, I stayed with him.

And so, the cycle continued for nearly two hundred years. As I never really wanted to make friends or associate with the humans, I was alone. In order to avoid as much suspicion as possible, I would travel to distant lands and return several years later as my own daughter, a different name for the color of red as per 'family tradition' and each generation of villagers forgot my 'mother' as time went on. Sometimes a slightly different appearance. Just the way I liked it.

Don't get me wrong, I still helped people, but I did it more from the shadows. Dashing into battles of human and grimm as fast as I could go without hurting people, a streak of red or white was all people could see. It was during one of these battles where I made my discovery.

There was another with power like mine. She told me of others, people able to wield their gifts and use them to protect people. I had no idea the gods made more like me, just without the eternal life. When I expressed this to her she became confused.

'No' she told me 'our power is the manifestation of our soul' she explained. The gods hadn't told me that. Maybe this was natural!

"You said there are others!" I asked. I had to know who these people were.

"of course! Three other girls and another guy. He's a faunus though so I hope that won't be a problem." She finished.

"What the hell's a faunus?" I asked. She gave me a funny look and I explained I'd never seen them in the villages I protected. She understood and explained. Faunus were humanoids with animal characteristics. How odd. What was less odd and more unacceptable was that they were slave labor. Seen as sub human. I began to refuse even associating with these people if they treated their male faunus companion like that. She denied it, said he was free.

"Are there any more or is it just the five of you?" I asked suddenly. If this was natural why didn't everyone have power like this? A semblance? Aura, as the girl called it.

"Everyone has Aura. They just don't know how to use it or unlock it." She explained.

"Why don't we teach them?" I asked. She looked at me like I'd given her the answers to the universe!

"That's a great idea! Then we don't have to travel as much! We have to tell the others about this!" She took my hand and started dragging me down the road but I pulled back.

"I don't even know your name!" I said, she turned around with a goofy smile.

"Of course. Silly me. My name is Indigo. Indigo Belladonna. My husband is Ash Belladonna, the faunus I mentioned earlier." She explained. I could sense she kept her husband secret because she was afraid of how I would react, and likely kept it secret until we got to wherever we were going. "What's your name?" She asked.

"My name is Vermillion." I said simply. Indigo held out her hand. Even after all this time I still thought the human custom of handshaking was weird. I didn't know why, but I felt like I would be sad to watch her grow old.

We traveled back to the town of vale, a lot bigger than the tinier villages I had been traveling to. It was easy to get lost here and I found myself thinking that I would hide and stay here next. More people meant less attention. We walked on through the smooth dirt streets before Indigo lead me down a side street where she knocked on a door with an irregular pattern. A code of some sort?

The door opened and a girl with red hair opened the door. She eyed me suspiciously for a moment before indigo nodded and led me inside. It was spacious, much bigger than the ones I had made in the little village centuries ago. There were a lot of candles, which I thought was a fire hazard, that created warm light inside. All in all it was a cozy dwelling.

"So, this is our house. We all came together to form our little group and in the interest of protecting the villages surrounding Vale. I must confess that my running into you was not coincidence." She said as she looked away. These people had been looking for me? Watching me? I began to pull my sword out and destroy them. Indigo reached forward in desperation.

"Please, let me explain!" She pleaded. I put my sword back in the sheath but kept my hand on the pommel, implying to them that if they tried anything, I was ready. She took a deep breath.

"We are very powerful people, it's true. With our Aura's and Semblance's we wield power other people don't posses and they look to us to fight the grimm for them. We cant be everywhere and we need help. When we heard about a young woman with incredible speed I came to ask for your help, but you have given me a better idea." She said in a breathless voice. "If we teach the people about their aura's and semblance's then we don't have to run ourselves ragged anymore." She finished. Her eyes were begging me to understand.

I studied them all for a few moments. The light blue-haired Indigo Belladonna and her husband Ash, a girl with orangey-red hair, another with green, and another with purple. What a peculiar set of colors. If the tips of my own locks weren't secretly red underneath the solid black dye, I would think it was unnatural. Maybe it had something to do with aura?

A study for another time I suppose.

Coming to a decision I looked them in the eyes.

"I'll help you, but I have some conditions and secrets that can never be revealed." I spoke gravely. There was a dark promise to anyone who revealed my secret. For some reason I knew I could trust them. Maybe it was my power, or the magic in my eyes, or maybe even it was my own instincts, but whatever it was I trusted them.

"Swear to me upon my blade that you will keep this secret with your lives." I said as I withdrew destruction from her sheath. She hummed with promised power as she was held steady in the air. Each of the girls touched it immediately. Only Ash hesitated for the briefest second before he too placed his hand upon the blade.

"We swear." They spoke in unison. Taking a deep breath, I calmed myself before speaking.

"I'm immortal." No sense in pussyfooting around the issue. They looked at me in fear.

"Like the dark queen? From the stories?" a timid voice asked. I looked towards the youngest of the friends, the purple haired one.

"No..?" I hoped me trailing off would make the purple haired girl realize I didn't know her name.

"Lavender Goodwitch." She said quietly. Moving toward her slowly I took her face in my hands. She looked at me with wide eyes.

"No Lavender. I'm not like the dark queen and her husband. I wasn't born. I just…was." I thought it best to not mention the brother gods. "I became aware of my existence almost two hundred years ago. Believe it or not I had no idea who this 'dark queen' was before a kind lady told me the legend."

Their eyes widened as I launched into the story of my first day of existence. By the end the girls all had theories about why, the most ridiculous sounding, although not so ridiculous since I am a child made by gods, was that my speed gave me advanced healing and therefore I couldn't die. It wasn't a terribly wrong theory, I thought. All I could ever respond with was that I didn't know.

"So I know Lavender, Indigo, and Ash. But I don't know either of your names." I said suddenly

"Sage. Just sage." The girl with green hair said.

"I'm Auburn Hess." The orangey-red head.

We traveled the world, aiding villages and teaching people as we went a long about aura and semblances. Some people chose to follow us and other decided to teach even more people. We discovered not everyone could have an aura. Sure, everyone had a soul, but not everyone could project it. A year we traveled all over the world and met many people. A year we walked from town to town and village to village. A year we protected the people from monsters.

A year we did all these things…until Ash died and we discovered Indigo was pregnant.

It was a complete accident. None of us were paying attention and we were lulled into a false security by how good at fighting we had become. Students and challengers alike would ask to spar and test their merit. And in the cases where we lost, we learned, and mastered the fighting style. It was this overconfidence that Ash had gained that was his downfall. A man who thought Ash should be put in his rightful place as a Faunus, back into slave labor, challenged him to a fight. Ash toyed with the man until the man made him angry with a comment about his kind. In Ash's anger he beat the man near to death, and as Ash walked away, so confident he'd one that his aura was down, the man pulled out a knife and stabbed him before anyone could even react.

Indigo rushed forward to catch her husband as he fell, holding him as she reassured him it was going to be okay. I knew that his wound was grave, and that not even the magic I had been gifted could save my friend. I cried as I pounced on the man when he tried to escape, hitting him over and over again, my fists moving so fast they shattered most of his bones in seconds. He collapsed to the ground in a groaning mess of blood and tears before trying to pathetically crawl away in fear of me.

Indigo was still holding her barely conscious husband and crying into his shoulder when Lavender, Sage, and Auburn came up beside me. They grabbed the man by his shoulders and held him down, digging their fingers into areas I hat hit. Standing above him my eyes glowed with the ferocity of a burning star, and reaching slowly, a pulled the relic of destruction free from her sheath. Holding it above his heart as he begged for mercy, I plunged it through him and pinned him to the ground below.

Over the years I found had found out what exactly the relic of destruction could do. This man would join a dozen others. Where he was stabbed began to turn black as he screamed in pain and horror as he watched first his heart disappear, and then the destruction spread to the rest of his body before finally his head was consumed and all was quiet for a second

All that was left was a pile of dust, that scattered when I kicked it in rage.

Indigo let out a wail of anguish and pain. Turning around, Ash was slumped over in her arms, pale and dead. Indigo hit the ground with all her strength and created a crater where she cried. I moved over to her, as did Lavender and Sage, and knelt beside her as we all mourned.

We returned him to his family, who blamed us for his death, saying we filled his head with delusions of grandeur. I held Indigo back before she could attack them.

We were traveling to an isolated village in the land that had become known as the kingdom of Vacuo three weeks later when it became obvious Indigo was pregnant. Indigo being Indigo, she stubbornly refused to stop, saying she needed to keep going as it helped her keep Ash close to her heart. The rest of the girls agreed and we kept traveling.

We were traveling on the road eight months later with Indigo in a cart tied to the horses we had been gifted when it happened.

"Guys!" She said "I think it's happening!" she screamed.

"Really Indi?! You have the worst timing ever!" Auburn shouted before moving to Indigo's side. There wasn't much around as we were between villages.

"Shut it Auby!" Indi screeched.

"You ladies stay here I'll go get help!" I said as ran so fast I practically teleported to socks, my horse. I pushed her hard as we flew down the beaten dirt path. I almost missed the older path that sprouted to the left. Hoping there was somebody there I turned socks down the path and prayed that at the very least there was a settlement with a house.

It wasn't long before I came upon a beat-up shack that looked like it had seen better days. I pulled the handle, but it was locked. Banging on the door I hoped someone would answer, because if nobody answered in two minutes I was breaking in.

It was almost time to break the door when it opened, and I panicked when an old man almost got his face punched in from my lightning punches. Thankfully I had good reaction times.

"What the fuck do you want?" he asked. His brows were furrowed together in anger and a scowl was on his face.

Really? A young (not really) girl was banging on his door in the middle of the night and he thought what? I was selling cookies or trying to rob him. One, if I had cookies I wouldn't share them with him, because he was being a butt face with rude language, two, there was a serious problem at hand.

"Well?" he asked impatiently.

"Please sir, my friends and I were traveling on the road to the village beyond here. One of them is pregnant and she's ready to pop so I would appreciate it if we could come here and-" the old man walked away but left the door open and so I assumed it was a yes so I hopped back on socks and galloped at breakneck speed. Well, breakneck for a horse anyway. Note to self, see if I can speed up a horse.

Grabbing Indigo and putting her on the horse I took off again, leaving behind my three other best friends, after telling them of the shack with the old man.

Picking up Indi bridal style after helping her off the horse, I was surprised to see the grouchy old man waiting by the doorway and pointing towards the small bed, made up with pillows and blankets. He nodded at me and I placed my best friend on the mattress. My hands touched the blanket, it was itchy, but Indi didn't complain even though she hated itchy blankets.

Another contraction hit her and she gripped my hand, and if it weren't for my insane healing, I'd be dealing with several broken fingers by now. She screamed, and squeezed, and kicked in pain until Auburn and the other girls arrived.

The old man muttered about the 'house being too damn small for this' as Auby inspected Indi. There was a little bit more to go, and once again I found myself glad I wouldn't have to deal with broken fingers for very long.

It was almost ten hours later when a baby's crying could be heard. Nobody was asleep and we all watched as a baby boy was born, panther ears, tail, and all. He had Ash's nose and Faunas traits, but the rest was all Indi. She held him as she cried, remembering that her husband couldn't be here to share this.

We stayed for several days while Indi rested with her son, Flint belladonna, and we made sure to repay the kindness the old man had shown us in opening his home.

Sage used her expert gardening skills to plant many things which could grow in the old mans garden. An apple tree, berry bushes, cucumbers, carrots, and cabbages. Auby did work around the house, and lavender sat and talked with the old man who had been by himself for years. I went into town on multiple trips to get food for everybody. By the last day we were there, the old man was laughing and talking and joking with all of us.

I prepared a small feast for us with the table outside. Thankfully Indi was rested enough to join us and the old man was joyous enough and still had plenty of energy to join us as well.

"I have lived many years." He started once we were done with our feast. "And never have I seen such kindness in the people I have encountered." He said with a small smile. "I know you did it out of some sense of repayment, but I sincerely believe you have restored the hope I had lost in humanity." He said lowly. I frowned.

What did he mean by losing hope in humanity. It's awfully specific.

"So, for your kindness I wish to give you four girls a gift." And in his hands, spun four glowing spheres of light. My eyes widened. Everyone had an aura and semblance.

But this…this was magic. I was the only one who was supposed to have it.

'you are to keep the champion under watch.' A voice in my head said, an echo from a bygone age of my life. Was this the champion a was to watch carefully? An old man? Maybe he was immortal like me? For years I had searched for 'the champion' but always assumed it had been the dark queen from legend and she had already died. Now I see this might not be the case.

So why was this old man using magic.

I was broken out of my thoughts to see that he had given them intense power. Magic beyond mortal comprehension.

Control over the seasons.

Indi gained the power of winter, a frozen glass of water stood nearby

Auby gained the power of fall, razor sharp leaves flowed around her

Lavender gained the power of summer. A ball of flame in her palm as she experimented

Sage gained the power of spring, life flowed from her very fingertips.

The old man looked at me and frowned. I wondered if he could sense my own magic. I didn't have to wait long for the answer. As we were leaving, Flint and Indi bundled up on the cart since new mother didn't want to ride on the horse with her son just yet, the old man called me into his house.

"What are you?" he asked abruptly. Okay not even going to bother with the formalities.

"you're gonna have to buy a girl a drink first before I spill all my secrets." I said sarcastically. He didn't seem to care as he looked deep into my metallic eyes. You're something more. I don't know what you are, but you have great magic." He said before he released my gaze.

Maybe he wasn't the champion. Maybe he just had magic. Either way I didn't feel comfortable with him. he was a nice man, but I knew there was a dark stain on his soul, and something else?

"I'll ask again. What are you?"

I didn't respond as I pulled the hood of my cloak up and walked out the door. I could feel his stare on me the entire time as I jumped onto socks and we all set down the road.

It was years later when I discovered what exactly the type of power the old man unleashed on the world.

We had been going form towns to cities for the last fifteen years and I had taken up the role of 'sister' to ash, so it wouldn't look weird that a seventeen-year-old girl was traveling with thirty-year-olds. This time I was cardinal rose.

Auby and I were in the now city of vale, back home for the first time in ages when my magic sensed a dark presence. One of evil intent. I dismissed it because people with dark intentions were hiding in cities all the time.

It would be my biggest mistake.

An explosion went off a block away, and in my haste to save lives, I sped off and left Indi behind thinking she would catch up. I was at the explosion when I heard a gunshot ring out, and then another. Running back to where Auby was, I saw her lying dead in the center of a puddle of blood and a woman standing over her. A gun in her hand.

The wind began to pick up and leaves began to gather, spiraling around her. my eyes widened as she lifted of the ground, laughing maniacally. Orange flames burst out of her eyes small wings and the fire rested in her palms. She continued to laugh and threw fireballs at the innocent people as she floated back down

This couldn't stand. She killed one of my best friends and now threatens innocent people. No. this bitch was going to die. Running faster than sound I reached her in the blink of an eye. Tackling her to the ground, my eyes spewed white flames of their own as I pummeled her as fast as my arms could work. Her aura was amplified by the maiden powers, a title we had taken to calling them, and she just seemed to keep taking it. She pushed me away with a burst of flames, her eyes staring at me.

"I deserve this power!" she shouted at me eyes wide with insanity. "I deserve this after everything these people have taken from me!" she continued ranting.

"I don't give a shit." I spoke coldly. "You killed my best friend you bithc! So now you're going to die!" I ran at her, a blur of silver and orange, which was the color of my cloak this time, and slashed at her with the destruction blade. I missed and she retaliated with sharpened leaves, she smirked when one cut my cheek but her eyes widened when the wound closed up instantly. Aura would still take a few seconds to heal mortals. My eyes glowed brighter in my rage and I charged at her, slashing again and again as I put her on the defense.

In her desperation, she activated a magic that Auby and I had been practicing, a large-scale fire dome. While I wasn't worried about myself, the apartments around us were made of wood and other flammable materials.

The spell fanned out quickly and the houses and everyone inside were destroyed instantly. I underestimated this woman for the las time. Amplifying my semblance with my silver eyed magic it was almost like teleportation I moved so fast. She didn't even notice at first when destruction slipped into her ribs.

Than the screaming and gurgling came. It was pathetic. I pulled my sword out of the unknown killers chest and ran over to Auby. Her face was pale and in her death she looked at peace. I cried into her shoulder with great wracking sobs.

Sage, Indi, and flint must have heard the commotion because the came running into the middle of the destroyed area. Looking around, it was Indi who spotted me first. She was running over to me when she stopped and stared.

I felt a burning in my chest as what could only be magic forced itself into me. It burned greater than any pain I had ever felt, likely due to my silver eyed magic, and when it was done I nearly blacked out. Indi came running up to me and pulled me into her lap as she stroked my hair.

"I'm so-sor-sorry!" I sobbed into Indi's shoulder. "I Cou-couldn't save her and no-now she's dead because of me!" I cried out. My magic still hadn't faded, and I was dimly aware of the orange glow now coming out of my left eye.

The power of fall, a now constant reminder of my failure. A permanent one.

"Shhhhh it's okay." Indi whispered in my ear. "We know you did everything you could." She cooed.

We stayed in the middle of the destruction area for another minute before civilians came out of the woodwork to stare. This wasn't the time or place to mourn anymore.

I picked up Auby and all of us left towards the house we had built on the edge of the city.

"This shouldn't have happened." I muttered to myself, staring at Auby's body, as if looking at it I could will her back to life. But she was still dead, and I still had her magic.

I still had her magic!

"Did the old man say anything else about the magic he gave you girls?"

All three answered no. I frowned. How did I end up with Auby's magic? How did that other lady end up with it?

It transfers! I quickly realized. Magic is volatile and dangerous without a host. Magic without a host can run rampant, almost becoming a life of it's own. So it needed a host. And when the old man gave some of his magic, he turned it into a living being, able to jump from host to host. Then that meant everyone was in danger

"We're done here." I said abruptly. "We gave these people control over their souls! Their semblances! And what do they do!? They kill Auby and try to terrorize inoccents with her magic!" I ranted. The three remaining original maidens looked at me. Flint was watching me in fear.

My eyes were blazing, much larger and more powerful than any of the other three. White and orange flames were mixing together. Quickly I smothered them and leaned on the counter top for support.

"We'll make schools. That way we don't abandon them completely but we aren't going to be going out anymore. Nobody will hurt my family again." They all nodded slowly. They understood my fears. I pulled my hood up and walked out the door.

And so for the next five years we went from one continent to the next, convincing the local governments to build a school, neutral grounds so that students from all over, regardless of city or race could attend and learn to fight the grimm. The first was shade academy. A modest school that could house and train five hundred students every year.

The next we traveled to the kingdom of mantle, which had just formed itself by uniting the cities and their governments under one rule. The school there we named Alsius. It was decided by the government that the Military and huntsman and huntresses would be trained there. We agreed, so long as the academy was open to anyone who was willing.

They agreed.

Next we went to traveled to mistral. The academy there, Haven, was small, since the continent itself was small. A modest three hundred students would graduate from there every year.

Last, but not least we founded Beacon in Vale, who had also decided to become a United Kingdom like Mantle. Beacon became my favorite school, bigger than all the rest and at the top of its tower stood a shining light, hope was represented so long as the beacon was lit, and it was not supposed to ever go out. Beacon could train nearly seven hundred students over four years. It had to be big because Vale was a massive kingdom.

Much to my chagrin and protests, the ruling party of Vale decided to erect a statue in our honor. The girls agreed but I politely declined, it wouldn't do for me to have a permanent face etched in stone around for centuries, letting people know what I looked like for all time.

And so the statue was made, some bonehead had carved my cloak and sword onto the giant statue of Indi. She laughed about it but I wasn't happy. Now everyone would know, even if they didn't really KNOW, what the relic of destruction looked like.

With the academies done we retired. Stopped traveling altogether and just lived quiet lives. Everyone had, funnily enough, started a story about the four maidens.

We all had a good kick out of that. The girls and their powers became bedtime stories for children.

As the years went on the girls got older…I didn't. The first to succumb to old age was Lavender.

We were all by her side when she drew her last breath and watched in awe as the magic left her body, searching out a new host.

Next was sage. Due to her old age, she got sick when she was trying to help the village nearby with an outbreak and had contracted it herself. There was nothing anyone could do.

Next was Indi.

At the ripe old age of one hundred and two she slipped into a deep sleep and never woke up. Before she fell asleep however she made me swear to watch over her family. The grandkids she had. Flint had gotten married, became the first faunus in a position of power as headmaster of beacon, and married another panther faunus. Together they had three beautiful children: two boys and one girl.

I swore I would always protect the family. So long as there was a belladonna on remnant, they would always be looked after.

Another hundred years passed before anything interesting happened. One of the relics, the relic of creation. How did I know it was found?

A literal new continent formed out of the blue.

I was forced to hunt down the person who used it, killed him, and stashed the relic away. deciding that the relics were too powerful, I hid them away behind magical doors so that only magic from myself and another maiden could open them. I thought it was pretty clever since I didn't need another maiden. I didn't trust the militaristic kingdom of Atlas, formerly mantle, so I kept the relic of destruction with me.

Also of note, I guess, is that somebody had been able to track down the spring maiden, a girl by the name of Evergreen and approached her. in her naiveite she introduced the other two maidens. They offered to protect them. Some stupid order of the maidens. I had to admit it would be easier since I hadn't been able to protect the girls every now and again, so I let it slide. Well, after I gave Evergreen a thorough tongue lashing for being so trusting. I chose to never interact with them, for fear they would capture me and try to understand my immortality, maybe even steal it for themselves.

And so, for five hundred years I hid myself away from the world, hoping my interference would never be necessary again. The new maidens would be hidden away once they were found and killed if the magic was stolen by power hungry mortals. I did a little bit of magic on the Relic of destruction and I stowed it away in a pocket dimension that only I could get to. Clever really. I made new swords, twin blades that I could wield with incredible skill and power.

Small wars sprung up hear and there but were easily squashed, two more kingdoms formed, and overall things looked good. Everyone was happy

Except for the faunus. As much as humanity progressed they were always one step backwards with the enslavement of the faunus. So, I got to work. It shamed me that it took this long to do anything

Coming out of hiding for the first time in five hundred years was a little overwhelming honestly. There were huntsman and huntresses everywhere wielding different weapons, some could even change shape!

Why didn't I think of that?!

I pleaded with the kingdoms for two years before I gave up on their bigoted ideology. I hated it, but if the faunus wanted freedom, they would have to fight for it.

For another two years I gathered the faunus, breaking them out of their chains and training them to be an army. Funnily enough, it was where I met General Preto Belladonna and her brother. Shame lanced through my heart when I heard they had been slaves themselves, separated from their family when a small band of warriors took them to sell.

The war for freedom lasted nearly two years before the battle of fort castle, what a stupid name, turned the tide in the faunus' favor. Well…I helped a little. The opposing general was an idiot and attacked at night, which the faunus forces quickly took control of the battle. In his defeat, the general tried to run, but I surrounded him in a ring of fire, allowing Preto to step in, and force him to surrender.

It was the sexiest beatdown I'd ever seen.

A year after that and the war was over. Preto and I became great friends, but I eventually had to tell her the truth four years later when she asked how I looked so good. She handled it surprisingly well all things considered and tried to convince me to stick around. I declined politely.

"I have seen the rise and fall of cities and kingdoms. I've been part of the greatest revolution in human history, gained magic that only three other women can come close to, and I am so tired." I brokenly whispered. If I weren't immortal, I wouldn't have to worry about seeing the woman who had become the only best friend I've had in five hundred years die. But I did have to worry about that. She understood before she perked up with wide eyes.

"Help me find a place for the faunus!" She exclaimed. "There's nowhere for us to go because the other kingdoms won't take us." She explained. I smirked at her and pulled out a map.

"I know just the place." I had kept the new landmass secret and managed to surround it with sea dwelling grimm to keep exploratory ships away. It had worked so far, considering that since it came into existence, only four people had ever been there, and I trusted them all with my life. I had even given them some of my magic, and several hundred years later their offspring had it as well. They became known as the silver eyed warriors. I rolled my eyes just thinking about the stupid title.

Humans and their incessant need to name everything.

Rejoining the present when Preto cleared her throat to get my attention, I unfurled the map and pointed to the area where the landmass should be.

"It's not much because the landmass is mostly desert, and the grimm are also numerous on the other side, but it's land that only the Faunus would have. A nation of your own." I explained to her. Her eyes widened, and she lunged forward to hug me.

I thought I was going to die for the first time ever when it felt like my ribs were going to break from the strength of the hug.

It took another year to get the small continent, now known as menagerie going. I wasn't kidding when I said most of the land was desert and inhabited by grimm. But the faunus fought for every inch of land, just as ferociously as they had for their freedom before eventually deciding they had enough and settled down.

Finally, after nearly a thousand years, it seemed humanity was in a good place.

Until seventy years later when I was in a store buying dust for a trip to menagerie and see Khali, when a man and several goons walked in.

One of them even tried to rob me before he recognized the silver emblem on my red cloak.

"If you leave now all will be forgiven and you can leave with your lives…intact." I said coldly, loud enough for everyone in the store to hear.

"Yes ma'am." The first goon said.

Stepping out of the shadows of the back of the store the other goons did a double take and bowed quickly before they all left.

Except for one, curiously.

"Well it seems that you just can't buy good help anymore." The smug man with the bowler hat said.

"Well you can't buy good help because I OWN the good help." I said forcefully. It wasn't a complete lie, I often hire junior's best men as informants and body guards when I needed to look more intimidating for meetings. Thankfully I was good with my money and always 'Inherited' my 'mother's' wealth.

"Is that so, red?" The man said. He tried to back out of the store, realizing more and more that I wasn't a pushover. Whenever he moved back I moved towards him. eventually he was out of the store when I made my move. I didn't want to kill him, so I held back.

Darting forward I decided to be careful with my current weapon, crescent rose, and slashed towards his chest, intending to knock the wind out of him, but he dodged at the last moment. He tried to use his cane, but I never gave him the chance as I darted forward and slashed again, spinning like a tornado I poured a little of my magic into the air around me, causing a small funnel of air to form.

I danced around the man in the suit with a skill developed over a thousand years. Was I drawing attention to myself? Possibly. But this man was a threat to the peace, and I won't have that.

Activating the fire dust laced on crescent's blade it combined with the small funnel of air to make a fire tornado. Effective? Probably not. Scary as hell? Absolutely! I smirked when the man looked like he shit his pants and discharged his weapon. It sent out a small missile, which I didn't expect and jumped into the air to avoid. Landing down on the ground it appeared that this man had insane speed as well since he was almost up the ladder on a tall building.

Rolling my eyes and putting a serious expression on my face, I poured a small amount of magic into my semblance again and sped towards the man.

"Well this has been fun, but I think this is the end of the line!" he shouted above the wind on top of the building. I could here the sound of bullhead engines coming up below us. I needed to hurry so I charged at him and slashed with crescent rose. I was done messing around. He dodged and threw a burn crystal at me and fired his weapon.

Ah shit.

The flames I expected to feel never came as I was enveloped by a purple sigil that blocked the fire. For a brief moment I was reminded of lavender and felt a pang in my heart, as painful as the day she died. Shaking my head free of the memories I focused on the mage.

Oh shit, it was Glynda Goodwitch. This day went from bad to worse.

Another man joined in on the fight. He appeared from nowhere in a burst of feathers. Double shit. Qrow Branwen. This day officially went from worse to 'dear gods why me.'

Thanks to my loyalists in my information network, I knew that both of these hunters were part of a secret group, the order of the maidens and who had been responsible for watching over the three other maidens. They had been searching for me for years.

The bullhead came up from edge of the building and roman jumped on. He shouted to someone inside and s person who could only be a woman began charging something. That's when I felt it.

A tiny spark of power that grew into a flame. My eyes widened because I knew this power.

The power of the summer maiden burst forth as flames spewed from the womans eyes. Suddenly my anger couldn't be contained, because that meant terra was dead.

Tensing up I let out what could only be described as a feral cry of anguish. I liked terra. She was the only maiden of this generation that I had become friends with. The others were too cheery, but terra was practical about the world.

I screamed at the woman "YOU BITCH!" and charged forwards at her, pulling the relic of destruction out of her pocket dimension for the first time in five hundred years. Her eyes widened in fear and I relished it as she realized her incoming doom. Splaying her hand out in front of her she let out a stream of fire that only slowed me down. But that was all she needed.

"Torchwick get us out of here!" she shouted, and the bullhead began flying away.

Not on my watch, asshole.

Calling on the more obscure power of the fall maiden I closed my eyes and focused. A storm brewed overhead, and I held my hand straight above me. Lightning began to rain down before eventually striking my hand. Opening my eyes, the orange flames came out both eyes as I let the energy overtake me.

"Lady you need to stop!" Qrow shouted from behind me. I ignored him and pointed a single finger towards the fleeing aircraft. The lightning burst forth from my finger tip and shot through the air. I held my breath as it got closer to the bullhead.

It missed, going just past the top of the aircraft with a massive crack. It must have been deafening to the occupants but to me it was a sign of failure.

I fell to my knees and screamed at the sky in mourning for terra.

The two hunters behind me began to move and I was ready instantly, facing them with crescent rose in one hand, and the relic in another. My head was bowed low so they couldn't see my eyes under the hood of my cloak.

"I think it would be best if you came with us young lady." Glynda said. I barked out a laugh at the statement before slipping the relic back in her dimension and crescent rose behind my back.

"You're lucky I'm tired and have somewhere else to be." I said in anger and frustration as I shouldered past them. Before I could jump from the building a force wrapped around my limbs. Looking down I saw purple glowing bands around my arms and legs. I was just about to break out of them using the briefest bit of magic when the tip of a scythe pushed into my neck.

'okay I'll play along.' I thought to myself.

They took me to prison of all places and I suddenly regretted playing along. I sat for almost thirty minutes with Glynda and Qrow glaring at me. I was just about to call it quits and walk out of here when the door opened and in walked the last person I had ever expected to see in my unending life.

'it is time' a long-forgotten voice whispered. I steeled my nerves.

"Ruby rose, you have silver eyes." The man said. It was Ozpin, headmaster of beacon. But I knew him by another name. I smirked as my silver eyes glowed for everyone to see.

"Hello old man, been awhile."

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My first point is that I tried my best to make the stories as different as possible but there's not a lot that came to mind for how to make an immortal ruby story different. Honestly this story started because I binge read that entire story in one night and had a really weird dream afterwards that followed a similar plot.

My second point I wanna make is that from here on out the chapters will be shorter. This was only a history building thing along with a slight cliffhanger. Most chapters from here on out will probably be less then four thousand words. Also I know that this first chapter jumps around and is a bit confusing, and I do apologize for that.

If you've read this far I thank you for your patience. If you could be so kind as to leave a review it would benefit me greatly as I know I'm not the greatest writer, but any feedback helps me improve.

Thanks again for reading.