In the world of Remnant many stories and legends are considered nothing more then fairy tales. But to most people in this world, they know these fairy tales are real.
Witness as a fairy tale lost in time slowly reveals itself, with old and new char...
After the opening, the scene opens on the Headmaster's office of Professor Ozpin, who is seated behind his desk across from Pyrrha and Hercule Nikos, as the last rays of twilight come through the clock-decorated windows.
Ozpin: Well, it comes as no surprise that they've chosen you to move on to the final round of the tournament. Your performance was exemplary. And Hercule, I'm surprised your team choose Mr McWolf and not yourself.
Hercule: I figured the fights would be at night so it wouldn't really be that great for me to fight.
Pyrrha: Thank you, Professor Ozpin, but I would never have made it this far without my teammates.
Qrow spoke from his spot leaning against a column in the back of the room, arms crossed.
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Qrow: Personally, I think it's the other way around.
Pyrrha turns around and gets up from her chair, trying to be formal.
Pyrrha: I'm sorry, but I don't believe we've been introduced.
Qrow: Name's Qrow.
Ozpin: Qrow is a trusted colleague of mine.
Pyrrha and Hercule look at Qrow for another moment before addressing their teacher again.
Pyrrha: Professor, if you don't mind me asking, why have you called me and Hercule here?
Ozpin: Please, take a seat.
When she does so, he puts his fingers up to his lips, leaning back casually.
Ozpin: What is your favorite fairy tale?
Hercule: Huh?
Pyrrha: I'm... sorry?
Ozpin: Fairy tales, stories from your childhood. Surely you must remember some of them.
Pyrrha: Well, there's The Tale of The Two Brothers, The Shallow Sea, The Girl in the Tower...
Ozpin: What about The Story of the Seasons?
Pyrrha: Well, of course!
Hercule looked between Ozpin and Pyrrha as he felt a sense of deja vu. She looks away in remembrance, narrating the story as the art style changes to show the colored silhouettes of four young women coming across a house on a hill with a single figure in the doorway.
Pyrrha: A callous old man, who refuses to leave his home, is visited by four traveling sisters.
Each of the four performs a different action, with the white one sitting down, the green bringing a basket of fruits, the orange calling their host out of the building, and the purple gesturing to what's around them.
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Pyrrha: The first understands his reclusive nature and urges him to use his time in solitude to reflect and meditate. The second brings him fruits and flowers, tending to his crops and revitalizing his garden. The third warms the man's heart, convincing him to step outside and embrace the world around him. And the fourth and final sister begs him to look at all that he has, and be thankful.
A golden light emanates from the old man until it surrounds the four girls, who go on their way with the glow still around them.
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Pyrrha: In return for their kindness, the man grants the maidens incredible powers, so that they may continue to help others all over the world. They graciously accept, and promise to share their gifts with the people of Remnant 'til the end of days. Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall; the four maidens. Our mother loves that story.
Ozpin: Would you believe me if I told you that one's been around since I was a boy?
Pyrrha: You're not that old, Professor.
Hercule couldn't stay silent anymore due to the many coincidences of this conversation.
Hercule: Sir, I don't mean to sound rude and cut you off but, this sounds very familiar to when you told me about the Thirteen Elemental Forces.
Qrow: Heh, smart kid.
Ozpin sent a glare towards Qrow until he sighed before answering.
Ozpin: Well, I guess that's because all of those fairy tales are true.
Pyrrha and Hercule looked shocked, they knew the Elemental Forces were real, but every other fairy tale?
Pyrrha: I beg your pardon?
Ozpin: What if I were to tell you that there were four maidens existing in this world, that could wield much like your brother such tremendous power, without Dust?
Pyrrha looks at her brother before trying to make some sense out of the situation.
Pyrrha: You mean... like a Semblance?
Ozpin: Like Magic.
Pyrrha: I...
Qrow: Yeah. First time hearing it's pretty crazy.
Pyrrha turns her gaze from Qrow back to Ozpin again, amazed.
Pyrrha: You're serious?
Ozpin: Do I look like I'm joking?
Pyrrha: ... No. Why... why are you telling us this?
Ozpin glances at Qrow, who nods his approval, before looking into Pyrrha's eyes.
Ozpin: We are telling you this, Pyrrha Nikos, because we believe that you are next in line to receive the Fall Maiden's powers.
Pyrrha and Hercule's eyes grow wider and wider until she realizes.
