Sunday, November 29, 2020

RWBY: Salem Wins

Ashe of CAMO gulped nervously as most of her revealing body began to sweat as she stood before Salem's castle. She had used a number of connections to get herself here in order to save the doomed RWBY team, they had recently gone all out against Salem and much to everyone's despair, had lost against the GRIMM Queen of Darkness. 


"Focus Ashe, I got to save those kids..." she muttered to herself tying to psyche herself up, though she could feel it, darkness was all around her and would only get worse the further she tread into this hellish land. Taking a deep breath, she made her way into the castle and was soon met by a green minty haired female wearing similar revealing clothing 


"Ashe, right?" Emerald called out to her as Ashe did her best to look uncaring. 


"Yeah, you the person I'm supposed to meet?" she asked while trying to keep her nerve, which the castle she was in made her want to scream, which the feeling she felt at the same time her guide was also suppressing. 


"Yep, though you sure you want to join up with us? Last chance to turn tail..." Emerald warned. 


"Naw, got to be with the winners, right?" she said with Emerald nodding her head though both of them slightly paled as a cold voice called out that made their blood run cold. 


"Correct answer," Salem spoke as she soon appeared out of a nearby cloud of darkness, Ashe freezing as a wave of fear and death over washed her, though she couldn't see it, she felt like there were GRIMM all around her now, unseen and more dangerous than anything her or her team ever faced. She already knew now, there was no hope of saving anyone, much less herself. 


"R-Right? You must be Salem, right?" she said as the black eyed and ghostly woman nodded her head. 


"Yes, welcome to my home, I'm sure you will make yourself comfortable. Now come, let’s take a small tour, shall we?" Salem said while heading to a nearby corridor, Ashe somehow following though knew her legs moved out of fear as Emerald followed not far behind. 

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