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Zwei
This whole time, Zwei had been laying idly in Weiss's arms, panting lightly. It was never completely clear if he had entirely understood what had happened, for the most part, but the important thing is that he was panicked when the mist flowed in, proving that he at least understood that the mist was a threat.
However, as much as he would bark, as much as he would snarl and bare his teeth, the little dog was unable to ward off the effects of the mist, and before long, he fell into his own illusion....
Zwei's Illusion
Dog Days
The mist knew it could not entrap Zwei in a complex cage of despair and sorrow... Nor could it tempt him to stay with a false sense of happiness, or the promise to bring back a lost loved one.
However... It knew it could have the innocent little got in it's grasp with something much simpler than that;
A simple home...
With familiar faces.
And so this fabricated tale begins...
Of a little cottage in the forest, where a little dog lived.
Happilly ever after, in the company of Four Fair Maidens.
Or so... He was meant to believe...
...
Zwei came to his senses in a soft, peacefull bed, with the sweet, wonderfull smells of a blooming forest, with the refreshing scent of tree bark, wild flowers, and a the sounds of the wind rustling the tree leaves... Mixed in with water flower over the rocks of some nearby creek.
But wait, this wasn't like any place he had even been, not in Patch, not in Vale, certaintly not in the Coalition, so... Where was he? He lifted his little snout to see exactly where he was... And, to his surprise, he was met with the interior of a well decorated wooden cottage, and he quickly realized he was sleeping on the bright red sheets on the foot of someone's bed, a girl to be exact.
She smelled familiar... With the scent of rosepetals, cookies, and strawberries fresh on her clothes... And something else too... Was that apples? As he stepped closer to the foot of the bed, it's occupant suddenly seized him, with both of her hands moving out from underneath the covers.
"Hey! There's my little doggy!" She squeaked.
Zwei let out an excited bark or two, but then actually stopped for a moment, looking out the window as the bed's occupant... Who he could almost be positive was Ruby started gushing all over him, giving him pets and kisses. The sun had barely risen over the horizon, and yet... Ruby was up already?
Was this... A dream? He had always wanted Ruby to get up and play with him like this!
In his excitement, Zwei forgot all about his confusion for the moment, barking happilly, loud enough to wake up the other occupants in the room.
First, a head of White hair poked out from underneath her bed sheets.
"Just what are you doing up this early Ruby?! With this... This... Mutt no less!!!" She shrieked.
There was no doubt that it was Weiss that had just been awoken by this commotion, judging both by the tone of her voice... But oddly enough, her annoyance wasn't quickly overtaken by her affections over Zwei, in fact, she hardly seemed to pay any attention to him at all as she harumphed, covering her head with her pillow... And even more oddly, she had the distinct smell of fresh snow, rather than the lavish perfume she usually put on.
Zwei whined a little, disappointed, and confused that Weiss wasn't giving him any affection this time... But the sound of his whining suddenly seemed to have awoken someone else in the room, underneath bright yellow covers. She smelt a little like the fresh summer breeze, and dried hay.
"Sis? Is that you making all that noise?" She asked, yawning a little.
That must be Yang! Zwei could definitely recognize her scent, underneath the newer ones she was given off now, for some reason... Though, just then, a lock of her hair dropped off her head and onto the floor... Judging from some scissors laying next to her on a table, she must have been trimming her hair late in the night. Oddly enough, Yang wasn't so bothered when her hair was cut, that was quite unlike her.
Even as Yang joined in on giving Zwei attention, much to Weiss's dismay, signified by her frustrated groan as she shifted the pillow over her head a little, to try and block out more of the noise.
That groan finally awoke the last person in the room... She was almost hidden in the part of the room where the sunlight hadn't quite reached yet, underneath her dark purple sheets. Without a single word, she slowly sat up, a smile crossing her face as the cat ears ontop of her head perked up. She seemed happy to see that everyone was getting alone, and... In fact, she even wanted to... Join in?
Despite the smell of autumn leaves now coming from her, Zwei could recognize that she was... Blake? As she too, came over to give Zwei attention, leaving grumpy ol' Weiss to fume some more in her bed, Zwei panted excitedly at all this attention... But then, seemed to stop abruptly when he suddenly realized that something was off about Blake too...
The cat faunus's instincts always seemed to scare her away from Zwei, and she was the one who always kept the most distance from him... And yet, here she was, petting him, while Weiss, on the contrary to her usually affectionate self towards Zwei, was moping in bed, not wanting anything to do with him...
That's when something clicked in his little, soft noggin.
As much as these four Maidens seemed like Ruby, or Weiss, or Yang, or Blake... They were... Not really the friends and caretakers he had come to know and love over the course of many months... As much as they tried to be.
Somehow... He managed to shake himself free from the sensory overload, dished out by affections the group of three maidens that had crowded around him... Leaping out of their arms, and onto the floor. They gave chase, but they weren't fast enough to catch up to him... It seemed that they either couldn't, or didn't want to use their semblances, as he quickly managed to run down the stairs... Weaving through table and chair legs, and eventually... Pushing his way out of the cottage door with his little snout.
Unfortunately, as he made it outside the cottage, and into the forest, the illusion was not quite over yet... It had one last trick up it's sleeve. All four of the occupants in the cottage had suddenly burst out the door, but... They were... Different now.
The only thing that reminded Zwei of who they once were, was the faint smell of rose petals, fresh snow... Dried hay, and autumn leaves... As the occupants that had come for him were no longer either human, or faunus... But, Grimm...
Beowolves to be exact... That had come for him... The whole situation confused Zwei, but that was quickly overshadowed by an overarching sense of terror, letting out a series of shrill whines as his ears drooped, and he slowly backed away from the creatures.
Until suddenly, he felt the gentle, warm touch of a hand on his back... Even though there wasn't anyone else with him in this illusion... And suddenly, the world around him trembled once, then twice, and the four Beowolves that had been advancing towards him suddenly froze, sniffing the air before letting out simultaneous, balefull howls...
And then... The world around him trembled one last time, before it could no longer hold itself together... And fell apart, fading into nothing but darkness....
And thus...
The Illusion was Broken
Though, it wasn't completely his own doing... So, who else could have helped him?
This whole time, Zwei had been laying idly in Weiss's arms, panting lightly. It was never completely clear if he had entirely understood what had happened, for the most part, but the important thing is that he was panicked when the mist flowed in, proving that he at least understood that the mist was a threat.
However, as much as he would bark, as much as he would snarl and bare his teeth, the little dog was unable to ward off the effects of the mist, and before long, he fell into his own illusion....
Zwei's Illusion
Dog Days
The mist knew it could not entrap Zwei in a complex cage of despair and sorrow... Nor could it tempt him to stay with a false sense of happiness, or the promise to bring back a lost loved one.
However... It knew it could have the innocent little got in it's grasp with something much simpler than that;
A simple home...
With familiar faces.
And so this fabricated tale begins...
Of a little cottage in the forest, where a little dog lived.
Happilly ever after, in the company of Four Fair Maidens.
Or so... He was meant to believe...
...
Zwei came to his senses in a soft, peacefull bed, with the sweet, wonderfull smells of a blooming forest, with the refreshing scent of tree bark, wild flowers, and a the sounds of the wind rustling the tree leaves... Mixed in with water flower over the rocks of some nearby creek.
But wait, this wasn't like any place he had even been, not in Patch, not in Vale, certaintly not in the Coalition, so... Where was he? He lifted his little snout to see exactly where he was... And, to his surprise, he was met with the interior of a well decorated wooden cottage, and he quickly realized he was sleeping on the bright red sheets on the foot of someone's bed, a girl to be exact.
She smelled familiar... With the scent of rosepetals, cookies, and strawberries fresh on her clothes... And something else too... Was that apples? As he stepped closer to the foot of the bed, it's occupant suddenly seized him, with both of her hands moving out from underneath the covers.
"Hey! There's my little doggy!" She squeaked.
Zwei let out an excited bark or two, but then actually stopped for a moment, looking out the window as the bed's occupant... Who he could almost be positive was Ruby started gushing all over him, giving him pets and kisses. The sun had barely risen over the horizon, and yet... Ruby was up already?
Was this... A dream? He had always wanted Ruby to get up and play with him like this!
In his excitement, Zwei forgot all about his confusion for the moment, barking happilly, loud enough to wake up the other occupants in the room.
First, a head of White hair poked out from underneath her bed sheets.
"Just what are you doing up this early Ruby?! With this... This... Mutt no less!!!" She shrieked.
There was no doubt that it was Weiss that had just been awoken by this commotion, judging both by the tone of her voice... But oddly enough, her annoyance wasn't quickly overtaken by her affections over Zwei, in fact, she hardly seemed to pay any attention to him at all as she harumphed, covering her head with her pillow... And even more oddly, she had the distinct smell of fresh snow, rather than the lavish perfume she usually put on.
Zwei whined a little, disappointed, and confused that Weiss wasn't giving him any affection this time... But the sound of his whining suddenly seemed to have awoken someone else in the room, underneath bright yellow covers. She smelt a little like the fresh summer breeze, and dried hay.
"Sis? Is that you making all that noise?" She asked, yawning a little.
That must be Yang! Zwei could definitely recognize her scent, underneath the newer ones she was given off now, for some reason... Though, just then, a lock of her hair dropped off her head and onto the floor... Judging from some scissors laying next to her on a table, she must have been trimming her hair late in the night. Oddly enough, Yang wasn't so bothered when her hair was cut, that was quite unlike her.
Even as Yang joined in on giving Zwei attention, much to Weiss's dismay, signified by her frustrated groan as she shifted the pillow over her head a little, to try and block out more of the noise.
That groan finally awoke the last person in the room... She was almost hidden in the part of the room where the sunlight hadn't quite reached yet, underneath her dark purple sheets. Without a single word, she slowly sat up, a smile crossing her face as the cat ears ontop of her head perked up. She seemed happy to see that everyone was getting alone, and... In fact, she even wanted to... Join in?
Despite the smell of autumn leaves now coming from her, Zwei could recognize that she was... Blake? As she too, came over to give Zwei attention, leaving grumpy ol' Weiss to fume some more in her bed, Zwei panted excitedly at all this attention... But then, seemed to stop abruptly when he suddenly realized that something was off about Blake too...
The cat faunus's instincts always seemed to scare her away from Zwei, and she was the one who always kept the most distance from him... And yet, here she was, petting him, while Weiss, on the contrary to her usually affectionate self towards Zwei, was moping in bed, not wanting anything to do with him...
That's when something clicked in his little, soft noggin.
As much as these four Maidens seemed like Ruby, or Weiss, or Yang, or Blake... They were... Not really the friends and caretakers he had come to know and love over the course of many months... As much as they tried to be.
Somehow... He managed to shake himself free from the sensory overload, dished out by affections the group of three maidens that had crowded around him... Leaping out of their arms, and onto the floor. They gave chase, but they weren't fast enough to catch up to him... It seemed that they either couldn't, or didn't want to use their semblances, as he quickly managed to run down the stairs... Weaving through table and chair legs, and eventually... Pushing his way out of the cottage door with his little snout.
Unfortunately, as he made it outside the cottage, and into the forest, the illusion was not quite over yet... It had one last trick up it's sleeve. All four of the occupants in the cottage had suddenly burst out the door, but... They were... Different now.
The only thing that reminded Zwei of who they once were, was the faint smell of rose petals, fresh snow... Dried hay, and autumn leaves... As the occupants that had come for him were no longer either human, or faunus... But, Grimm...
Beowolves to be exact... That had come for him... The whole situation confused Zwei, but that was quickly overshadowed by an overarching sense of terror, letting out a series of shrill whines as his ears drooped, and he slowly backed away from the creatures.
Until suddenly, he felt the gentle, warm touch of a hand on his back... Even though there wasn't anyone else with him in this illusion... And suddenly, the world around him trembled once, then twice, and the four Beowolves that had been advancing towards him suddenly froze, sniffing the air before letting out simultaneous, balefull howls...
And then... The world around him trembled one last time, before it could no longer hold itself together... And fell apart, fading into nothing but darkness....
And thus...
The Illusion was Broken
Though, it wasn't completely his own doing... So, who else could have helped him?
Scott's illusion part 2: Some Other Me
Scott was out of breath. Peter was winning and he couldn't deal with that. He couldn't let that happen. He had to fight back, he had to win. As Peter went in for the final blow, a sharp snap came as his head was clawed straight off his neck. Someone had just murdered him. He looked at him and saw someone who bore a strangely similar resemblance to him.
" Oh, my dear sweet innocent one. You couldn't even hurt the illusion here. What chance do you have against me?" Dark Scott, the Blood Wolf said.
Scott didn't know what to say, this thing didn't feel like an illusion. He looked like the real thing. " I can. I have a pack, you're not me."
" You gave me the way. You did it back when you hurt the splicer. A little carnage gave me passage. Sometimes, it's the little things that screw you."
The Blood Wolf looked at him and equipped his claws, time to become the best True Alpha. Scott could only watch, backing away, hoping he could get help.
@HELP SCOTT, THAT AIN'T NO ILLUSSION
Ruby Rose
@LuckycoolHawk9 @Others?
Ruby stirred, having finally woken up, after breaking her illusion... Her ears were still ringing, and her head was still spinning. She wasn't completely sure what exactly she had done in that illusion, but whatever it was, it had somehow broken her out of it. The first thing that drew her attention was the distinct sound of Zwei whining... And without hesitation, she rushed over, petting him gently, even with her mind a little cloudy after that mess with her illusions, she was still able to maintain petting Zwei long enough for him to stop whining, and to her surprise, he snorted a little before opening his eyes, blinking a little before he wagged his tail weakly.
Looks like he too was out of his illusions, for now, but he was worn out, and had apparently closed his eyes again, letting his head rest against the still unconscious Weiss. He was probably sleeping again, but at least he was out of those dastardly illusions the mist had been feeding him, so he should be recovered in a while.
On the other hand, she suddenly noticed something happening to another person, who... Wait, were they out of their illusions too? Was SHE still in some sort of elaborate illusion? She wasn't sure what to think of the... Bloodier counterpart of, who was he again... Scott? But she did know he would pose a danger to the others in the room, especially those still trapped in their own illusions.
Shaking her head a little to try and clear her mind just a bit more, she suddenly drew her crescent rose, having it assume its scythe form right off the bat.
"Hey!" She shouted.
Pausing just for a moment before making her next move.
As her target's attention was hopefully drawn towards her by her shout, Ruby quickly spun her scythe around a little and dug it into the floor of the Coalition room. Fortunately, it seems like Scott and his... Counterpart? Were in a more empty part of the area, where there weren't any unconscious people just laying around, but in either case, she realized she couldn't just start firing her crescent rose, it was simply too risky. Instead, she waited for Scott's counterpart to make his first move, making sure to more to a more empty section of the room, to avoid hitting anyone in a potential fight.
While her mind was still clouded, it seemed she had a clear enough head to be able to take into consideration the potential casualties that might result from an battle here.
@LuckycoolHawk9 @Others?
Ruby stirred, having finally woken up, after breaking her illusion... Her ears were still ringing, and her head was still spinning. She wasn't completely sure what exactly she had done in that illusion, but whatever it was, it had somehow broken her out of it. The first thing that drew her attention was the distinct sound of Zwei whining... And without hesitation, she rushed over, petting him gently, even with her mind a little cloudy after that mess with her illusions, she was still able to maintain petting Zwei long enough for him to stop whining, and to her surprise, he snorted a little before opening his eyes, blinking a little before he wagged his tail weakly.
Looks like he too was out of his illusions, for now, but he was worn out, and had apparently closed his eyes again, letting his head rest against the still unconscious Weiss. He was probably sleeping again, but at least he was out of those dastardly illusions the mist had been feeding him, so he should be recovered in a while.
On the other hand, she suddenly noticed something happening to another person, who... Wait, were they out of their illusions too? Was SHE still in some sort of elaborate illusion? She wasn't sure what to think of the... Bloodier counterpart of, who was he again... Scott? But she did know he would pose a danger to the others in the room, especially those still trapped in their own illusions.
Shaking her head a little to try and clear her mind just a bit more, she suddenly drew her crescent rose, having it assume its scythe form right off the bat.
"Hey!" She shouted.
Pausing just for a moment before making her next move.
As her target's attention was hopefully drawn towards her by her shout, Ruby quickly spun her scythe around a little and dug it into the floor of the Coalition room. Fortunately, it seems like Scott and his... Counterpart? Were in a more empty part of the area, where there weren't any unconscious people just laying around, but in either case, she realized she couldn't just start firing her crescent rose, it was simply too risky. Instead, she waited for Scott's counterpart to make his first move, making sure to more to a more empty section of the room, to avoid hitting anyone in a potential fight.
While her mind was still clouded, it seemed she had a clear enough head to be able to take into consideration the potential casualties that might result from an battle here.