Miracles of Ancient Wonder Book Three: Creation
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Chapter 3.2
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Ren took a deep breath and entered the living room of their wing of Yang's mansion for the first meeting of his morning. He carried what he was certain was a very expensive tea set carefully. Placing a cup in front of each person, he poured a simple green tea that he always made sure to keep around.
"Thank you for the hospitality." Robin, the supposed leader of Ruby's cult, took his cup of tea and sipped it. His red robe that was just barely off color compared to Ruby's cloak was badly in need of mending. "I understand that you have a problem with me and my fellows."
"Yeah, you could say that." Nora raised her cup and drank the entire thing in one go. "Oww."
Ren sighed. That was one of the reasons why he kept this particular tea around. It didn't have much caffeine and had a low enough steeping temperature that would only mildly burn Nora whenever she did that.
"We have a number of problems." Ren sat down. "The first of which is the existence of your cult. It's dangerous and wrong to worship people."
"Firstly, it is not
my cult, it's that of Lady Ruby. Which"- Robin began speaking, louder than before.
"Which she doesn't want." Nora interrupted between quick breaths that wouldn't help cool her tongue that much.
"Secondly, I don't think we'll ever come to an agreement on whether or not worshiping gods is dangerous."
"She's not a god. She's just a powerful person." Ren said.
"Just a powerful person?" Robin laughed. "Maybe to your Kingdom Hunters that might be true, but the world is larger than what you know and out here, we don't have your comforts."
Ren placed a hand on Nora's shoulder to stop her interruption. They'd correct him when he was finished.
"We have all witnessed the miracles of Lady Ruby: telling the future where none else can, granting the skills of a master craftsman to whomever watches her work, and restoring the bodies of people sliced in half by the Grimm! To say nothing of how her designs have reshaped this city to a place of wonder!" Robin grew louder with each word, his eyes intense, unblinking, as if he thought that staring at them would convince them.
Ren looked away as his fingers clenched hard enough to make the cup shake in his hand. He could make out another building being raised by Yang by how the roof slowly crept up above others. Nora squeezed his thigh, he wasn't even sure when she'd grabbed it.
Robin's smile faded, "Though, it does take time for revelations to occur and the two of you have already come so far."
"Excuse you!" Nora started to stand up.
"We watch every video that we can. The two of you are very distinct in the first of them."
Ren could've stopped her.
"You mean when we were about to attack her?!"
"When you didn't. I'm certain that even then, a part of you-"
Ren caught Nora's arm before she did something they'd all regret. She dragged him halfway to his feet. After struggling for a moment, her arm went slack.
"I'm leaving." She turned and stomped away, making the teapot shake with each step.
Ren took a breath through clenched teeth. "I had half a mind to let her finish."
"The two of you would get along well with us. The passion, the impulse, the violence."
"You don't know anything about us."
"Nor you us." Robin stood up, meeting Ren's eyes.
"Nora and I grew up outside of the kingdoms. We've seen where what you're doing leads." Ren stepped closer. "Nothing good for anyone can come from worshiping her. Ruby herself doesn't want any of you doing this."
"Have you studied any myths? Let it not be said that gods are perfect or always correct." Robin kept getting closer. "I consider myself one of the more restrained worshipers and even though I know how foolish it would be, I can feel my blood burning."
"You're not helping your case."
"Do you have any idea what would happen if I was not guiding those who are drawn to Her?"
"Try me."
"What sort of goddess do you think it is that we see? What glory did her Revelation bring?" Robin stepped back and turned away, raising his arms. "The promise of bloody revolution, of breaking the kingdoms that have looked down on us, of the truth that so many have known deep in their hearts. Those who claim to rule and protect us are nothing more than liars and hypocrites who must be answered with force."
If Ren wasn't certain that Ruby didn't want this, as confirmed as it could be by Nora's spell, he'd leave then and there. The Anathema who'd tried the same would have dreamed of men like Robin. "I thought that you were craftsmen and engineers."
"Many of us are. We take pride in learning what She loves and providing what we can… Yet still Her gaze never falls upon us despite this. I am one of the few who can remember each appearance and what She says, others wonder why we're forging tools of war and not using them. They think that if they whet their blades with the blood of Her enemies, then She will lead to victory!"
"That's-"
"Foolish!" Robin shouted "Lady Ruby will lead us to war when the stars are correct and no sooner. So, I preach restraint and heeding Her foresight. She can see so much more than any of us and the reason for Her absence is the path being forged into a glorious future! We are not strong enough or wise enough to walk it with Her, so we must follow in Her footsteps!"
"And"- Ren could feel his pulse more with each word. That sort of insanity was… how could they even stop it? "What does that future look like?"
"Oh, I would be a prophet rather than a priest if I knew, but… A world where the kingdoms lay broken and the four Goddesses take their rightful places! A world where Lady Ruby has leashed all Grimm and remade it as she sees fit!"
Ren took a deep breath.
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"We have a problem." Ren said as soon as he entered the practice range.
Blake looked away from the center, where Pyrrha sat cross legged. One of Ruby's Man-o-Wars was having smaller bugs pop in and out of sight near her. Though, since it was also invisible they just shouted at the air when they needed it to do something. "Just one?"
"Has something else gone wrong since the morning? I've been… not strangling cultists for hours." Ren
wasn't exaggerating.
"Wasn't Nora supposed to help?"
"She almost hit the first one and left to do something else after I stopped her."
Blake took a moment to consider what she knew of each of the cults. That shouldn't have been Carmen or Nix and she wasn't sure if Weiss' even had a leader. "Robin?"
"Mmh." Ren nodded and made a noise.
"Yeeeeah," Blake drew the word out in a sigh. "He's… passionate."
"He's bloodthirsty, insane, and claims to be the 'reasonable one'."
"They're just edgy and want Ruby's attention." Blake considered some of the things that the more passionate Fangs of Luna did and whatever nonsense Ruby's cult got up to paled in comparison.
Ren frowned at her.
"It's not like we can just stop them."
"We could outlaw it."
"That would drive them back underground, which is where we found them in the first place." Blake thought for a moment. "I could write a bunch of pamphlets about how you shouldn't worship people, but…"
"That's getting close to a bad line."
"Yeah… This is why I think it'd be better if Ruby gave them rules and showed up to some of their ceremonies to say 'making knives good' 'sacrificing animals bad'."
"It would be better if we stopped them."
"I don't think there's a way to do that without taking away their will."
"It's a problem that's only going to get worse."
"Is it getting worse faster than our other problems?"
"Probably not, but I don't want us to ignore it."
"What about the others?"
"Yang's claims they don't recruit, just throw parties so great that no one can resist. Yours refuses to stop recruiting until the Faunus are treated well everywhere. And the three 'leaders' of Weiss' couldn't even agree on who was in it. They didn't appreciate the suggestion of just stopping if even they don't know."
Blake nodded, but she honestly didn't care that much about the cults as long as they weren't hurting people. Maybe it was growing up in the Menagerie where a lot of little ones flourished… No, that didn't make sense. Ruby, Ren, and Nora were really the only ones who were pushing. Yang used to hate the idea when she didn't know hers, but Pyrrha and Weiss also didn't care.
Speaking of Weiss, Blake turned toward her as she entered the field with a… six foot tall, hunchbacked mantis man. Blake rubbed her eyes and looked again. That was still a mantis with hands and robes that was carrying a bag overflowing with books.
"Sorry I'm late. This is"- Weiss took a moment, licking her lips before continuing. "-Z'atrh'kre." she made strange clicking noises during part of whatever that was.
"A commendable effort, Z'athrh'kri is my name," The mantis said with a ton of noises that mouths didn't make. "However, this is hardly the first time I have been called for. You may all call me Athr."
All save Pyrrha, who was still focused, introduced themselves. When Blake stepped forward, the demon bowed its head lower.
"Ahh, yes, you I have heard of. A kindred spirit." His head swiveled up in a way that would be impossible for a person.
It was clear to the demon that they were more alike than any others here.
"Uhh…" Blake tried to figure out how to respond to that.
"One who also seeks out that which is forbidden. The tomes of knowledge which others consider dangerous and unnatural." He hissed.
Blake glanced at the books in the Athr's bag. She couldn't read any of the titles, but those which had cover art looked nothing like what she read. Looking up, Weiss was grinning at her.
'That is unfair and not true and you know it.'
'And it'll be fun watching you explain.'
Blake took a deep breath. "We can talk later. I'm assuming that you're the advisor we asked for."
"Yessssssss, I understand that you seek lost knowledge from a long forgotten age." Athr raised his hands, tapping his fingers together in a strange rhythm. "A method for the physical to interact with the spiritual."
"Have you made any progress?" Weiss asked Blake as Pyrrha finally opened her eyes.
"None." Blake shrugged. The invisible Grimm were as invisible as ever.
"I believe I felt something, but it may have been the wind." Pyrrha stood up with a sigh.
"Show me." Athr's eyes glowed with a soft light as he stared at Pyrrha. His mandibles kept clicking as she sat back down and started.
"Are we sure about this?" Blake hesitated slightly before asking Weiss.
"This type of demon has Yang's signoff and no one vetoed it. There was one that might have been more knowledgeable, but would come with its own problems." Weiss watched the group work. "So, I specified a Naneke who had knowledge of martial arts and exalted techniques when I cast the spell."
"Has it helped you?"
"He confirmed that I'm on the right path to seeing the bugs. There are subtle changes to the Essence in the air I can feel, I just need to expand upon that." Weiss narrowed her eyes, focusing on a patch of air with nothing in it.
"And the other problems."
Weiss frowned. "I'm no closer to dodging lightning than I was at Beacon."
"Nothing?"
"I can accelerate my perception to the point where I can watch it coming for me, but that doesn't change how quickly I can move. It just makes it worse."
At least Blake wasn't the only one having problems. Maybe if she could dream up solutions, it'd be better.
"Hmm, you are developing a method that ignores your innate Essence in favor of utilizing that which naturally flows around you. A long method, a weak method, but admirable." Athr walked around Pyrrha, "To reach the Bulb of the Perfected Lotus through a new path… yes… this is good."
He spun around, staring at the rest of them.
"You, you can follow in her footsteps, though it will prove harder." He pointed at Ren. "Your spirit is too weak. Both of yours are, but hers has the strength to attempt the first step without risk. Hmm, it may also kill you. I am unsure. The mortals of this world are hardier than most."
Ren remained silent.
Athr moved to Blake next, staring at her heart. "You have the depth to follow or even surpass, but I do not understand why you would ask when the fruit is already within your grasp."
"I'm not sure what you're talking about. I have no idea how to do any of this. Pyrrha's closer than I am." Blake looked away.
"You…" Athr chittered, raising a finger as he thought. "But your… Do you know the demon lore? The ghost lore?"
"That's Weiss' deal and ghosts? Ghosts don't exist…" Blake paused at the end. "Ghost's don't exist, right?"
"There it is!" The mantis fumbled through his bag, pulling out four books. "You will study these and you will learn."
Blake hesitantly took them and opened one to the first page. It was gibberish. "I… is this a language?"
"It was written in Forest Tongue two thousand years ago, some of the grammar has drifted since."
"That doesn't help. I have no clue how to read this."
"You will." Athr nodded rapidly, putting one of his hands on top of hers. "You will."
"You're going to teach her." Weiss cut in. "And you're going to explain what you meant to Pyrrha. If there's a regular technique, then we should just learn that."
"Teach her"- He pointed to Blake, -"yes, but I will not destroy a new path before it is tread."
"I summoned you to teach." Weiss stepped closer to him. "There's no reason we should reinvent the wheel if there's already a method."
"New knowledge springs so rarely, it is a gift that"- Athr started gesturing wildly -"It does not simply come around and"- he looked around, eventually landing on Ruby and Yang's uncle in bird form. He was sitting on the edge of a roof, still watching them -"she is the one you should speak with if you want easy answers!"
"Uhh,
he keeps refusing to talk to us despite all of our efforts and isn't a Maiden. So if you don't mind-" Weiss corrected and pressed forward.
"That is a female bird with similarly flavored Essence."
Everyone went silent and looked at the large crow which was ruffling its feathers and starting to take flight. It occurred to Blake that she had no idea how to tell male and female crows apart. Especially as Weiss flashed with silver, turning into another crow that only looked slightly different.
But then she
moved.
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Blake drew as she landed. She needed enough to stop it from flyi-
The bird shifted slower than Weiss, but still fast enough. A figure in a red and black coat, wearing the mask of a Nevermore.
He drew a red blade, sweeping her blade above his head, making his hair move. Her energy was transferred to his blade where-
Blake jumped away, ready to deflect Adam's follow up- No, wait he was dead. Yang killed him and-
"You flinched, Blake Belladonna." The woman chuckled.
Blake took a breath and pushed the bad memories away. It wasn't Adam. Adam was dead. This had to be Yang's mother. What she thought was Adam's black coat over a red shirt was instead black hair partially covering a red and black robe.
The swords were eerily similar though and Blake didn't need her Essence to hear the challenge.
"The next won't." She sheathed her blade and breathed in.
"Third coil." Raven did the same. It would be to the blood then.
Blake had speed. Raven had reach.
Blake shifted her stance lower. To spring forward or up?
She couldn't judge strength, but she'd bet on Ruby's armor over any silk.
Raven adjusted her grip. Low to high, deflect and cut at once.
The mask must obscure her vision, but there were other senses. If Raven could teach Pyrrha, she couldn't count on sight.
Blake leaned forward, slightly to the left. Twist in the dash.
Her Aura was probably stronger. What did Aura matter to masters of Shining Point?
Raven raised an arm, then lowered it again.
Bird Weiss appeared and flashed with silver Blake moved.
Her blade bit into the side of Raven's throat at the same time she felt one in the side of her ribs.
The phantom Adam fell and a tremor in Blake's heart left with it.
Weiss had her lips held tight, glaring at both of them as they traded initial positions.
"Always wanted to know what one of you would do with training." Raven flicked the blood from her sword. "Not good enough."
Blake grimaced, but couldn't help agreeing. That was closer than she would've liked. The red blade had enough power to cut through her armor, despite connecting with the weaker part of the slice.
"Now that the two of you are finished." Weiss had her arms crossed. "Raven Branwen, why are you here?"
"To see if any of you have become worth my time." Raven kept most of her focus on Blake even as Pyrrha and Ren arrived.
She was here for the Exalted, and Pyrrha, and was not impressed by most of them.
"Funny, I could say the same about yo-" Weiss began speaking as Raven moved.
Raven drew, sweeping her sword in a circular motion, she formed a screaming face. Within the mouth was a Man-o-War. Before Blake could reach her, she sliced through it.
Blake waited in a ready stance. The technique was a defense against sorcery…
"You should control your pets better."
"What did you do?" Blake stared into the red eyes of the Grimm mask.
"Stopped whatever your Grimm was trying." Raven said, explaining nothing. "If she wants to destroy Salem, then Ruby needs a tighter grip."
"Because she'll be holding the leash afterward?" Weiss asked.
"If she doesn't grab it, then either someone else will or they'll run rampant."
"You?"
"No."
Raven would consider it, if necessary, but she knew a few people who would actually try.
"Care to enlighten us?"
"Ozpin." Raven certainly believed what she said.
"But," Blake interrupted. "Professor Ozpin's dead."
"And he'll be back in… twenty years? Thirty? He never said how long it takes him to reincarnate." Raven shrugged. "It'll be down to one of you. Assuming you don't get yourselves killed in the process."
Raven looked at Blake, Weiss, and Pyrrha.
"Wait, me?" Pyrrha stammered.
"You're green, Fall, but have the potential. I doubt you'll actually reach it though. Take control of the Grimm."
Pyrrha shuddered. Blake couldn't help agreeing.
"And that is why you're weak." Raven sheathed her sword and let go of it. "You'd rather be good little girls than take what you can."
'Ruby, Yang, get to the training ground as soon as you can!' Blake thought to the others.
'Is that where we're under attack? The Man-o-War's are asking about eating someone!' Ruby shouted back.
'Don't let them do that!' Weiss thought.
'Duh!'
"I'd rather destroy them and anyone who should have power should think the same." Weiss continued.
"Why? So the pathetic masses can feel safe? So they'll cheer for you and love you?"
"For all of humanity to be free."
Raven obviously rolled her eyes behind the mask. "Spare me. You and Ruby have the right attitude, but you're too soft hearted." Raven turned her back to Blake and began walking away. "You'll sit here and listen to weaklings whose opinions should be as relevant as flies."
"Aren't you supposed to be some sort of Bandit Queen? I bet your followers would love to hear that."
"They're useful tools, nothing more."
Raven lied.
"Uh huh. You're not leaving here until you at least talk to Ruby and Yang." Weiss said, drawing her sword.
Raven kept walking. "You think
you can stop me?"
"Stop." Weiss commanded. Blake shivered just from being nearby.
The air around Raven shimmered and crackled with heat. "Nice try."
Raven waved her hand to the side and fell. A dark red portal had appeared beneath her feet.
Blake dove in before she could think it through. She rolled over a thick rug, to a safe position ready to draw.
Raven stood in front of her, arms crossed. "Persistent."
"Weiss said it, you're not getting away." Blake looked around. Where was she? They were inside, but the room was like nothing she'd seen before. Leather walls covered in tapestries, like a huge tent. Gems, gold, Dust crystals, and all sorts of metal were scattered around the floor. Grimm masks of all sorts decorated the tables.
But, she couldn't hear anything else. No animals, no cars, no people, no wind. It was like the rest of the world didn't exist.
"I've already left, now it's time for you to go back."
A wave of Essence erupted and sped toward Blake.
Blake swept her sword in a circle, once and twice, collecting the energy. This time it was Raven's head that formed and was sliced through. The portal forming under her feet faded away as another cut appeared on Raven's neck, mirroring Blake's first.
Preparing another strike, Blake said. "Why do this? If you know so much, help us figure it out!"
Raven removed her mask. The resemblance to Yang's demon mode was uncanny. Bright red eyes with burning orange flames surrounding them. "Tell my idiot daughter to find me when she can break into places like this."
"Where even is this?"
"Nowhere." Raven practically whispered, turning away again. "Everywhere."
'Home'.
"That doesn't make any sense and also you could just tell her!"
"No."
'I shouldn't'
"She needs to learn it herself. I can't help."
'I shouldn't be near her.'
Blake hesitated as the meaning behind Raven's words hitting her. She tried to find something to say about that. Yang had been searching for her mother for… years? And Raven didn't. They were the same weren't they? Stupid in exactly the same way.
"I know that's not what you mean."
Raven remained silent.
"It doesn't have to be this way. She just wants to talk to you!"
A portal appeared next to her.
"Leave!"
'Stop tempting me.' Raven snapped.
Blake could feel something welling up in her, a tightness in her stomach, bile in her throat.
'Coward,' Blake hissed. She'd seen Weiss tear through people often enough, felt how Yang could pull on people's emotions. The sickness and disgust infused her words.
Raven flinched as Blake turned to the portal.
Blake gave her a moment.
"B-bring the Fall Maiden to me once she can see everything. There's no point before then."
"
Yang's going to be the one bringing
Pyrrha."
Raven huffed, but didn't say anything.
Blake stepped through the portal. She landed in a field to the east of Aincrad and flopped down to the ground. Eyes closed, she basked in the sun's warmth. Seasons were still something she was getting used to: as wonderful as summer was, winter was miserable and not worth it.
Out of range for telepathy, she pulled out her scroll and called Yang.
"Blake! Where are you?" Her partner shouted.
"A few miles east, I'll be back soon." She looked at the flowers near her withering. A few meters away they were still in full bloom. "After hunting some Grimm."
"Weiss said you jumped into a portal!"
"It's alright. I'm fine…" Blake thought about what to say. "Uhh, Yang… I don't know how to say this, but your mother sucks."
Yang took a moment. "Weiss used… much stronger language."
"As funny as Weiss swearing is, it feels wrong to say about your family… I'm so glad that all my mom does is embarrass me."
"At least you got to talk to her." Yang sighed. "Also, Weiss says quote 'I told you so'."
"Uhh…"
"Whatever my mother did hurt the invisible Man-o-War and she knows that's your style."
All Blake could do was laugh. "H-how was I supposed to know I could kill things I couldn't see?"
"I mean, that's how I figured it out!"
"But your powers make no sense!"
"They have a... I mean... Look, there's a logic to... Fuck! I just want one day where only things I'm trying to blow up explode! Is that so much to ask?!"
Blake collapsed in a fit of giggles.
"Blake?!"
"I-I'm fine." She laughed between each word. "It's just... what even are our lives?"