Pyrrh's  POV:

  I prepared myself for impact, feeling more terrified than I had in years. I used the whip to ward off the baby tiger. To my astonishment, I saw something glowing out of the corner of my eye. I reached into the bag on my back and pulled out a metal object. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was a sword.

Whoa, why was I carrying a sword with me? I gasped as the crowd started to tremble. I watched in surprise as those who cheered me on moments before dropped to their knees. I had no idea what this meant. I knew that I was relieved. At least this way, I thought, maybe I had a chance.

   "Where am I and what do you want with me?" I asked.

    "Miss, you coming wilding that and dare to ask us such a question?" One lady asked. She shook her head. "I know you are probably queen or something back home, but that does not mean you have to flaunt your royalty here," She added.

    I laughed and shook my head. I had not the foggiest idea what she was talking about here.

    I raised the sword high, and the others remained at attention. Hmm, I could use this to my advantage, I thought. Too bad I do not have my shield with me; I must have dropped it during my battle with Cinder.

       The tiger pounced at me and growled. I whacked its head off in one swipe. I cringed at what I had done and felt sorry for the creature, even though it had tried to attack me. I saw the tiger's mother charge at me next. "Oh, please, just leave me alone," I pleaded with it.

   I knew then as I swung the sword that it must have been the funny object I had seen glowing on moments before, I was sure of it because there was nothing else that did such a thing. I won against the feline. Next up was the father tiger, he looked angry with me. If I didn't know any better he wanted to rip my head off. I charged at me and slew him. One sword plunged deep into his chest and he too fell over dead.

The crazy people removed me from the platform and hugged me. They all insisted I stay and rule as their queen.  As fond as I was of the idea, I turned their offer down. I would need to leave soon. I didn't belong here, wherever here was I was not quite certain.

       I heard a noise as something started up. What was that and where did it come from?

       I looked to my left and saw nothing. To my right, I saw a portal slowly open and saw a hand reach out towards me. I was not sure if I should grab it or not.  How did I know it was not a trick?

       I called out to whoever it was standing there, "Show yourself."  "Pyrrha, is that you?" I hear a familiar voice say. I try to reach him, but the portal closes before I can.

       Oh, rats; I was so close, but now I am stuck again. I  stomped my feet, and suddenly I was moved into the sky. Strangely, I did not recall seeing any spaceships.

        I felt myself being tossed around. Suddenly, I saw something glow again. What?

      I reached for it and found a small knife. Where had it come from? Why did it seem familiar in some way?  Could it be I had seen it somewhere before?

     I heard a rumbling noise and when I looked up I was back in the bed and breakfast. What on earth? The other odd thing is my dress changed from being the red color I remember to being blue. How did that happen?

       I  exited the room and looked out to see a glass city. What happened to the previous view?  How had this one gotten here? Where was I?  Was any of this real?

       I  felt myself collapsing.  I was falling hard, faster and faster. Falling nonstop and was afraid of where I might end up. I knew it could not be good. All this falling, I was experiencing. Could my subconscious mind be playing tricks on me?  Is that why I recalled things no one else seemed to remember?

     I shook my head. I felt my knees grow weak. Whatever this was happening felt awful to me.

   "Is anyone there?" I ask. I was not sure why I was repeating that phrase so much. It was almost like I was a broken record who only knew how to play the same chords, or length of chords in the same song at exactly the precise moment.  I felt myself weaken.

   Was something wrong with me? Is that what all this is about?  Was I in the mental hospital struggling to hold onto my reality that was collapsing all around me? Is that what this was?  Or was I at home in bed?

     I couldn't seem to find them.  Where had Juane, Rwby, and her Uncle Crow gone off too?

    I sure would like to know.  How did I make my way back home to Beaconville, back to everyone, but especially back to him, back to Juane?

        I heard myself struggle. It was almost like I could not breathe.

        I held the sword. I struggled with it.  "Take that," I shouted.  I wasn't sure who or what I shouted at, but  I was freaked out.

          I smiled despite everything. Juane, I thought, I was coming to you. I don't know how and I don't know when but I am coming.  I reached out my other hand.

         I kicked my feet and spit out some sand. Sand, where had it come from? Why did not make me feel excited to feel it beneath my feet?  I groaned in pain.

       I felt my leg bleed. Wait, how was that possible?

  Where was I?  Why couldn't I remember anything?

 The story continues in Chapter 8

until then,

bye-bye,

little owlets!

Summer out!