Killing the Ice Queen.

The contract

I do not own RWBY. I do not own any RWBY characters. But I do own some charters in this story. This is my first story so let me know what you think.

You sat on your couch in your small apartment and waited. You were expecting a call, but they're a half hour late and you're getting ready to just say "forget it". You sighed and threw your head back. Suddenly, your scroll rang. You picked up.

Ring-ring.

(Y/n): hey

(...): is this (y/n)?

(Y/n): yes. How can I help you?

(...): meet me at the abandoned warehouse on the east side of Vale.

(Y/n): what kind of contract do you have for me?

(...): you'll see.

End call

You stretched. Gaining a nice cracking noise from your arms and back. You looked at your katana which was propped up against the armrest of the couch.

(Y/n): ok then. Let's not keep them waiting.

You got up grabbed your katana and your flat bill and was about to exit the door when You stopped and checked yourself in the mirror on the way out of your door. Looking yourself over. You're wearing black jeans. Black and blue sneakers. A blue quarter sleeve t-shirt. And a black hoodie. You put your flat bill on your head, straighten your hoodie and walk out the door.

You live on the fifth floor and since the elevator is broken, you have to take the stairs. Not that you really cared. It's just that it's been out of commission for 2 years now.

You start to jog down the stairs when you bumped into your roommate and best friend Ty a wolf Faunus.

(Ty): hey dude. He said while grabbing his own flat bill putting it on his head. Whatcha doing isn't it a little late for you to be out? hahaha.

Oh, good ol Ty always making fun of you. He's only older than you by a year but he always jokes about you only being 16.

(Y/n): just going for a jog.

(Ty): alright. Better stay in shape if we're going to beacon.

You hated lying to Ty but sadly you had to. He couldn't know about the kind of business you got involved in.

(Y/n): yeah. I think our letters are on the table. We' ll open them when I get back ok.

(Ty): yeah man sounds good. But hurry up. I wanna know if we got in.

You smile and chuckle at his giddiness.

(Y/n): alright. I'll be back later then.

(Ty): see ya.

You jog down the street and take a left. "The nightlife of Vale is sketchy," you think to yourself. You put the palm of your hand to the hilt of your katana to feel safer as you continue your way to the warehouse.

Time skip 24 minutes. (Light 5k pace)

You make it to the warehouse and open the door. You turn on the flashlight on your scroll. You look around. Not seeing anyone you decided to speak up.

(Y/n): Yo, I'm here for my contract. I'm a busy man let's get going.

(...): well, let's get started then.

You look up at the catwalk and you see a man concealed by the shadows.

(Y/n): To What do I owe this pleasure?

You jokingly bow.

(...): funny kid.

As he walks down the stairs over to a table. He sits down then motions for you to join him. You sit down, turn off the flashlight and set your scroll on the table. Then he starts talking again.

(...): well let's just say my employer wants a target taken out. You take her out, people start pointing fingers, and war will break out.

You were gonna ask why they wanted to start a war. It's a time of peace. Why would anyone want a war between the kingdoms again?

You open your mouth to ask but-

(...): upupup. Isn't rule #1 for you assassins to never question the contract.

(Y/n): fine. you clench your teeth. just give me the file.

Your scroll goes off. You reach for it but he's quicker than you.

(Y/n): hey! Give that back.

(...): hmmm. Beacon huh. This got a whole lot easier for you.

(Y/n): what are you talking about?

He tosses you your phone and you read your last text which is from Ty

(Ty): hey man sorry I couldn't wait. But we made it to beacon dude I'm so hyped.

You reply back to him. Great man, I'll be back soon.

You look back up to talk with the man again. To find he's not there. Instead, there's a file or you on the table. You quickly check your surroundings using your senses to make sure you're alone. You don't hear anything or see anything, and all you can smell is the mold and mildew in the room. Getting back to business you open the file.

Inside you have your standard specs on the target.

Name: Weiss Schnee

Lived: Atlas

Current residence: vale

School: Beacon (you smirk)

Age:17

Occupation: huntress/ heiress to Schnee dust company.

In another spot is a picture of your target. "Weiss" as her file had said. Had captured your attention. You take pictures of all the files with your scroll. But you keep the picture of Weiss.

You put the rest of the files together. Light a match and burn it. You scatter the ashes over the floor and leave.

"This should be easy, I can't wait to get started. See you in hell Weiss.

Big thanks to darkprince171 for helping me out. If you haven't checked out his stuff I recommend it.

Also, this is my first time writing so tell me how I can improve and what you like about it. See ya next time.