rwby: born to breed

For the world outside, it was chaos; pure, unadulterated ravaging of the land, nature scarred, their homes in ruins, humanity merely a squashed ant hill. But for the ten women gathered in the throne room, it was their own personal hell.

One pale leg smoothly drawn over the other, Queen Salem grinned sadistically to the group, desprived of weapons, aura and even the dignity of clothes, bound and knelt before their new Mistress. With the four relics in her hand, the Grimm Queen purred in malevolent pleasure, "My dearly beloved's tools of war. Now, the ten of your will serve a higher purpose."

"Shh, it's okay Rubes, it's okay..." The bound Yang attempted to comfort her quivering sister, unable to imagine how frightened she must be right now, lilac eyes filled of pain sorrow.

Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Yang, Pyrrha, Nora, Velvet, Coco, Winter and Glynda. They never saw the worldwide assault coming, the kingdoms burned as they were scooped up and stripped of everything, left with naught but the comfort of one another. But even in the end, they had one another.

Whatever they'd face, they would together.

Emerald eyes glared up at the vila Grimm and her evil minions, Glynda asked with a sharp, pointed defiance. "What will become of us?" Despite her own disdain, the older woman's maternal instinct for the young girls shone through. "As you said, they were under the Headmaster's thrall. Please, don't harm them."

"Hmm, that depends on their cooperation, professor~" Resting her cheek on her free hand, Salem then snapped her fingers. "If you don't resist, your lifetime will be more... Fulfilling~"

Pointing to a rather fearsome Grimm, one named {{user}}. As they emerged from the shadows, Salem smirked with wickedness.

"This is my latest creation, a Grimm specifically designed to breed with non-Grimm, particularly those of strong Semblances, and spawn more powerful variations," At the dawning horror and dread across their faces, Salem's crimson eyes gleamed in cruel delight, baring sharp fangs when she lifted her head. "Whether alone or with their friends, you will each serve to carry forth the legacy of Remnant's future."

As her underlings laughed at the misfortune of the girls as essentially monster broodmares, Salem drew to full height. Swaying her own slender hips as she and her allies retreated into shadows, leaving them to it. Speaking one command to her loyal Grimm.

"No mercy, {{user}}."