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The following story was written by :icondarkshaquille:

He rested as he defeated his niece for a second time at that weird game they loved playing so much. Just considering how they try to act all tough was amusing to him. Seriously, what are the chances that these two pipsqueaks were in the same school he and his own promising team were? As if it was destined to be, perhaps. Just as how they took down that criminal, the resemblances were almost too uncanny. How's that saying again, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Even appearance wise, they looked so much like their parents. Even painfully so, he figured as the pain of old wounds echoed through his mental self. As if irony had decided to pour salt on his wounds. Incredibly unfair, all things considered. He even barely noticed the angry glare on one of their faces until he woke up from his thinkering. The both of them looking at each other before the eldest spoke to him about a snarky remark considering a thick metal headed general of earlier in the conversation.
'You know the general?'
He looked at the girl and his bread and butter laid back attitude kicked in instantly, smiling at her before explaining himself.
'Hey, I know everybody to some extent; remember you're talking to one of the coolest member of the coolest team to graduate Beacon!'
He pulled up an old photograph with all four members. He standing with his sword on the far right of the picture, his best friend taking the middle left as secondary in line. The leader was first, her face practically hidden behind the white cape she always used to wear. The third, he expertly covered up with his thumb, unsure as to what to say when asked about her.
'Ah, team STRQ. That's when I met your parents. We were pretty well known back in the day'
'Well known for crummy fashion sense'
The youngest of the two, always so honest. He smirked as he cooed his response, winking to stress his statement.
'Hey, we looked good! And I have a few inappropriate stories that'll back that up!!'

In memory, the strangest and least inappropriate flashed by his mind's eye. He could remember it as if it was yesterday. Strange how things go when you're left to rethink those years after they happened. Considering this one took place right before they were to graduate. The plan was simple; one of the four had developed a very thick skull over the course of many success stories and no failures. She even began thinking she was the best of the four, something he and the leader weren't agreeing on. So they hatched a plan to bring her down a size. Raven would be taught that not everything would go her way, no matter how talented she was! Something Taiyang almost thanked him for. Summer being the more kinder of the four at first needed some persuasion, but eventually she to thought it was time to bring down the swords-woman. So they set up a trap, as per usual, Raven withdrew herself from everyone to train on the nearby field. With patched up wooden targets, the field was surrounded by trees and fairly secluded from the view of passerby's. That's where the trap was set.
The sound of a rotating mechanism of a Gatling gun, before a loud click drove the blade into the lock in the hilt that was held in her iron grip. The sword, bright red for the eyes to view, slashed out in a speed rivaled by almost none, a trait of the family she figured. As both she and her twin brother were unrivaled at the speed tests, an argument being possible that he was even faster with the so called 'wit' he had. She rolled her eyes as the idea of him being stronger or faster passed through her mind, preposterous! There was only one faster and stronger, not even 'blondie' or 'rosie' were a match for her! Her blade dismantled the already fairly weak wooden targets, making her grunt in anger. She wanted a true challenge, something to test her will! Grimm would fall before her like the leaves in fall, other students were so slow she deliberately lowered her skill to even grant them a 'longer than five seconds' spar and the teachers were just useless when compared to her. Nothing could have come...
She slashed out behind her because of something she heard, her Aura warning she was being snuck up upon, clashing her flame red blade with the thick triangular sword of her very own twin. She was struck with disregard as well as disappointment. Disregard that her brother snuck up on her without her permission as that was just wrong. Disappointment that he was so effectively fast that he defended herself; she would have loved nothing more than to have her sword bite his skin. However, that would be a very irritating conversation with the teachers, considering she would have offended her own brother without warning. But that didn't happen, and as good as he was, he wasn't worthy of her time.

'Hey sis, what'cha up to?'
She shrugged, a question as stupid as that wasn't worthy of an answer either. She had better things to do, as she re sheathed her sword. Walking over to the wooden targets and patching them up as best as she could, settling for a drill where she threw them all in the air and sliced them all to pieces. Her brother stood there, watching. It was unsettling, and then they wonder why she trained alone. She had nothing to train here anymore, being discovered by her brother usually means his 'fangirls' aren't far behind and where you find girls, you find blondie. It was repulsive at best, swooning wannabe's at the sight of the 'prodigal' team, fostered by Ozpin himself.
'Raven, I asked you a question'
'Don't mistake our shared blood as a free pass; I will hurt you if you push me too far'
'Well, no need to be harsh about it, just say you don't want me around here'
'As if you'd listen, brother...'
'You got that right'
'If you're here to be a pest...'
'Raven, Raven, I'm simply here to be a good brother. Why not hold a duel? Considering you don't want to spar'
'You? Well, if you insist. But don't go crying with Ozpin if you end up cut'

Raven hardly waited for his response as she rushed him, drawing her blade again and targeting a vital spot in his neck, she never liked the idea of a 'spar' considering you learn better when your life is at stake. Too bad he was her twin, because he managed to duck underneath it, almost smirking his way through the attack. Using the momentum, she attacked again, reversing her slash before re-sheathing her blade. He simply pivoted and evaded. Raven's temper was brewing up and her eyes became bright red, rushing into her most deadly state. Precisely as planned, Raven rushed in a berserker's rage that rivaled only the rumored fairy-tales for power. Her blade seemed to warp reality as it doubled in number to the untrained eye and slashed the fabric of time and space. And still not a single attack landed a blow on her target. Her twin was far too slippery to be hit by that. He even dodged a sneak attack she worked into her sequence, he had been studying how to counter her. Failing to take note of his true strength, his flask of 'unregistered' alcohol. The numbed senses, the removed fear of being off balanced, it made him unpredictable and slippery. Couple that with his evasive speed and his dissecting eyes, Raven stood no chance as he was already baiting her into a trap she wouldn't break free from. He smirked, sending his sister into an even bigger frenzy.
Her Mano-maniacal focus was so direct; she even failed to see how he took slight but precise strikes at her boots. They didn't even harm or hinder her; he was trying to get her to fall for a trap after all. And that trap required her to be bare foot. Even if she wasn't noticing it. His sword however became insufficient to keep him safe, using the opening she provided in her rage driven attack, he pressed a hidden switch of his handle and made the sword curve in a wide arc, the hilt extending to pole arm length. If she looked intimidating and dangerous to the eye, his weapon gave him a reaper like status. The sudden chance of weapon also knocked some sense back into Raven. She knew her brother and as bad as he was, once his scythe was out, he was serious. No matter the situation. So this made her aware, aware that he was finally becoming a real participant! The eagerness, the rush through her blood of adrenaline and the thrill of battle to feed her more, her muscles tensing as she jumps backwards. Setting the real trap in motion, as her brother smirked a victorious smile. For in the heat of the attack, her boots dissolved, the cuts landed by her brother being only revealing through her powerful leap. Raven's eyes widened, as time seemed to slow down.

Two flashes, of crimson red and bright white respectively, zoomed through her field of vision and she had no problem identifying them. Considering her brother was a doofus in the red cape, that narrowed it down. As fast as the Brawnen family was, as good as SHE was, there was just one person alive that was beyond fast. Her cape white, her eyes silver and her nature gentle above all else. Summer was always a thorn in her side as she was way too skilled to be left aside. A rival, if there ever was any. But that wasn't the big thing. It was how both of them seemed to pull a black thread around her. Coiling twice around her, now bare footed, ankles as well as pinning her arms to her sides. Her ankles were pulled from under her, with Summer lying down on a low branch as the feet of her captive rival were swept up and in a diagonal position. Given that she was still Raven, she flexed her arms and managed to get her right one free. Through sheer force of will her fingers still held on to her sword, her sheath already discarded on the floor. She saw her brother and lashed out. Hitting a solid block, with Taiyang 'blondie' moving in to grab her wrists and restrain them in the black thread around her, which had to be some kind of steel wire as her powerful and curvy features were unable to break free.
Tai on the other hand, coiling the steel wire around his own hands, kept Raven's arms restrained as he lay down and pulled with his might. And even then Raven was still able to move around quite a bit, Tai’s eyes focused on her struggling face and blushed, unknown to the other two. Who were pulling those trapped feet more and more towards a nearby tree that would serve as an anchor point, Summer resting herself gently against the tree gazing at the trapped marvelous feet of Raven, with the quick wit of the twin brother only adding salt to injury, reverting his scythe back to a sword and ramming it into the ground and resting himself against it, observing Raven's predicament.
She could see it, the sheer joy her brother was taking in this submissive form, burning behind his teeth as he resisted the urge to hiss an insult. His red eyes, also an indicator they were twins, focused on what was happening and were it not for Summer, she would have barked a tirade not even Glynda could match. But the white dressed beauty had already begun a long and painful path down 'humility-lane' as her slender fingers caressed passed the divine feet of her caught prey. Raven always knew she was beautiful, powerful. And just as she feared, as beautiful and skilled a warrior as she was, her body was as sensitive to the gentle touch as the reputation of her prowess. Those slender fingers, just that one stroke, already made Raven's cheeks blush as she hoped that it wasn't going to get better. And while she might have been able to play it off that she was just hindered by being stretched out between a damn tree and Tai's powerful arms, ones she had never considered a threat, the cunning eyes of her twin already seemed to have picked up on it as he raised his hands while wiggling his fingers. She cursed him for knowing this weakness of her. He kept on slowly approaching; almost as if the fingers were using the air itself, giggles were building inside her belly. Now, naturally that was because Summer hadn't stopped poking her fingers at the tender but slightly pale flesh of Raven's feet. But the way those fingers twitched, the menacing glare that accompanied them, the teasing at her feet. All adding to her situation of being the submissive. Why did this have to happen? She wished she had time to figure that out, but the fingers made contact and even though the fabric of her attire was thick and protective, her nerves and those teasing finger motions just drove her insane. The buildup was half the work, all the while as Summer gently stroked and caressed those feet.

She inhaled and closed her eyes in an attempt to block out the tickling. Which worked, for like a quarter of a second before she began shaking her head and giggles escaped through the cracks of her resistance. The difference also didn't help her nerves as the massive assault her sides were getting was just brutal and the gentle caress at her soles was inhumanly sweet. The typical impossible question. What's worse, the merciless touch of fingers digging and wiggling around your exposed sides as they tickle all the strength from your body and make everything seem like endless hours of torture even though it hadn't even been five seconds, with your very twin brother sitting down on top of you to hinder what few squirming motions you could do? Or those soft like feather touches that not even certain couples could rival in their intimate hours? Summer was just way to gentle when push came to shove, as her nails weren't sharp and her tickles were only mildly devastating. Suddenly, in a whirlpool of tickles and attempts at fighting back the urge to scream in laughter, Raven understood why she was the badass that struck fear in the hearts of men and Summer was the ideal dream girl. If Raven didn't know any better, which she most certainly did, she'd bet that the young leader was interested. Yet certain small things had already disproved Raven of that statement.
A small symphony of laughter broke from her lips as her brother finally dug his hands underneath raven's shirt, slipping it away and revealing nothing short of a stunning belly. Raven always joked she could be a belly dancer if this career didn't work out. If the tickling was bad when the fabric was protecting her, the real deal was worse unlike she could describe. Luckily her brother knew perfectly how to play her ribs like a piano to make her sing in the most angelic of ways. She felt her body betray her as she jerked and wiggled herself to break free, effectively 'belly dancing' upside down and hands held above her head, her brother was very skilled in keeping her movement to a minimum as he barely twitched from the rodeo she was pulling of, all in favor of a small respite and a breather. In the heat of the moment, the fingers at her feet making things even worse as they began something of a rub and tickle combo where the thumbs would soften and ease up the nerves for a fresh load of teasing tickles, Raven did indeed take note of how strong Tai was as he laid 'above' her, her face inches removed from his, holding her in check for the other two to work their magic. She never really noticed this strong man before. Their eyes locked for a fraction of a second in which Tai's grip slipped. And despite her body screaming to fight back, she didn't. Frozen in giggles and awe because of the blonde scrapper watching her. Yet this moment of piece was short lived as Tai grabbed hold and laid himself down on the ropes, using his weight to hold Raven's arms instead of his hands, which allowed him to join in the fun. His strong fingers were quite skilled, as they dug in and tickled Raven's armpits.
The gentle caress at her feet, driving her up the wall as each stroke seemed to increase her sensitivity. The merciless attack of her own flesh and blood brother who played her like a mad guitarist at a rock concert driving her over the edge of her sanity. The tickling at her armpits that seemed to remain in between of the two. A perfect combination of relentless and gentle, balance in chaotic and harmonious. Raven's nerves overloaded and her laughter broke free. Like a divine chorus, she sang her heart out as the tickling finally dropped her down to the same level as her team. Three of them making her cry out for mercy, by something as childish as tickling. She couldn't believe it, laughing her butt off as she barely found time to request them to stop their doings. For a fraction of a second, Summer seemed conflicted, but it was obvious the humility she was teaching Raven was too precious to drop, so she merrily continued her way. And Raven always knew her brother was a sadistic bastard when he wants to be, even taking a sip from his flask as he kept on going. But the face of Taiyang, the scrapper, was right before her own. Reversed like a cheesy movie with a stupid...

Summer halted her motions, both adoring what she saw as being a bit shocked Tai had dared to do this to a team mate. On the other hand, dear old twin brother hadn't had a clue until he looked up to his sister's face that she had stopped begging and screaming. Her nerves simply blocked all other things, being like some kind of damsel in distress, with her lips sealed with Tai's. Taiyang, for months burning to make the move on the girl he fancied, aided as he saw Raven was able of laughing in such a beautiful way, had kissed her in the moment. Their eyes closed as their foreheads were facing each other's necks. All seemed to drop away, the trees, the gaze of both the leader Summer as the twin brother glaring on and on to what happened. Until, in a slight drunken stupor he hissed his thoughts one final time
'Out of all the cheesy movie kisses you could re-enact...'

...

Qrow awoke from his memory as he saw the look on Yang's face. The blonde girl, his best friend's eldest daughter and therefore named his niece, had made contact with the face of Raven. Instinctively he pulled the picture back and rose from his seated position, angry at himself he had slipped up and showed this to her.
'But, I'll save those for when you're older'
Ruby, the youngest of the two, shrugged and shivered in a repulsed manner.
'Ugh, gross!'
'Any way, I'm too old to be hangin' around with a bunch of kids, you're gonna cramp my style'
He began walking to the door, realizing if he left now, they'd be left in a state where they'd start asking questions or cause trouble, little rascals!
'Look, just remember you got a long way to go. And don't think for a second that graduating means you're done. Every day out there is worth a week in this place...'
He saw them look at him, mirror images of their mothers, in gratitude and love for their 'dusty old' uncle,
'...You two, you're gonna go far. But only if you keep learning, if you never stop moving forward'

When I said Agam Taurus would be the last of the WCNCA humble I lied. Here you got a surprise for DarkShaquille. Which wasn't surprised at all, since I asked him to write the story. I coudl have written it myself, but I thought it wouldn't be nice to have one installment of this bundle in a different style. Not to mention I don't know the characters that well, nor I want to research. I already spoiled myself in regard of her identity and relationship with other characters,
when were considering adding Raven Brawen to this series of images.
All in all, this is a little extra I wanted to add as a way of saying "thank you" for this experience. Not only I got to work with a bunch of rich and varied characters. I also got challenged while doing so. But most importantly, DarkShaquille's thoughtfulness about how I would feel overall really moved me. So I hope both you and him enjoy this!

All of the characters mentioned here are copyrighted by Rooster Teeth.

Fun Facts:
-You can't imagine how long the initial sketch (the basic forms, something similar to this s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/5… ) took me. I really struggle drawing bottoms in certain positions.
-It didn't help into drawing this picture faster to have a conversation via instant messaging with my pals of Spain Tickling and others. I asked them about what colour I should draw Raven's panties. They said red. I showed the ressult and joked that it looked as she was in her period...Thanks for the unpleasant mental image. Moral of the story? Never ask for their opinion again XD
-I'm currently doing an extra job as a manga instructor and showed that said sketch in order to hint them how to draw feet. Had to alter the truth and say she was a girl comfortably resting with her feet up.
-Doing the initial reference for Raven, as I usually do, was specially hard. There are no official character protraits of her and her appearance in the series is so brief there aren't many decent screenshots!
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john98317's avatar
Tickle time raven!!