The White Death - A RWBY Fanfiction

Reconnaissance

POV - Whitley

"So you survived through caves and the small villages further in the mountains," Winter asked.

"Yes," I replied.

"And you were trained by a huntsman in the mountains," she asked.

"Yes," I replied once more.

"Which is why you have those giant blades," she said.

"Yes," I replied again.

"And the bag has what in it again," she asked.

"Gifts from the village," I said.

"Their are holes in your story Whitley," she said.

"Forgive me if my memory isn't exactly perfect the main color I've seen for the past two years has been white, so everything kind of mixes together," I said.

"He has a point Winter, now please let the kid rest he's been walking for days," Ironwood said.

"Sorry Whitley," she said as she looked out the window at the passing landscape.

"You're good," I said as I laid my head back on the headrest.

Slowly I began to feel myself slipping out of consciousness, and before long my world went black.

(Time Skip to Atlas)

"Whitley wake up," I heard a voice say.

Slowly opening my eyes I saw that the person waking me up was Winter.

"Were almost their Whitley," she said.

"Thank you Winter," I said as I sat upon my seat.

"We'll be their in 1," the pilot said.

"Be ready for anything Whitley," Winter said.

Soon I felt us land. Standing up I followed Winter and Ironwood out of the Bullhead onto the Schnee Manor lawn. The door was flung open to reveal none other than my "Father".

"What is the meaning of th-

His eyes landed on me.

"Whitley you are alive," he said.

"Sure am," I said.

"This is a... welcome surprise," he said.

'Sure it is old man'

"Father may I go get myself clean so that we may have dinner as a family," I asked.

"Of course, you know where your room is," he said.

I started walking toward the door.

"James would you like to join us for dinner seeing as it was you who brought my son home," Jacques asked.

"That would be nice," Ironwood replied.

I made my way up the massive main stairs and turn left toward my room. It was strange being back here especially knowing what I know. Looking ahead I could see Weiss walking toward me. It appeared that she was only just seeing me because she was slowly picking up pace.

"Whitley is that you," she called out.

"Hello Weiss," I said as I opened up my arms.

She expressed me in a hug equally as tight as the one Winter gave me.

"They said you were dead," she said.

"That would be easy to assume when someone's Bullhead crashes in the mountains, but I lived," I said.