RWBY Trailer Alternates: Black Rose

This is basically what I imagine the trailers would look like if the members of Team RWBY starred in each other's trailers. Enjoy!

Black Rose: Blake in "Red" Trailer
The moon is full in night sky, looming over the Snowy Forest. It is snowing lightly, and soft flakes fall from the heavens onto the white ground below. A rose petal floats by gently, blown by the wind, followed by a cloud of similar petals. Petals and snowflakes sway and dance in the light breeze, but the petals are all black, they come from a black rose...

A girl's voice sings in the background, oohhhh......

The girl stands alone by the grave, head lowered that her face cannot be seen. The wind blows, making the black bow on her head ruffle, along with her flowing black hair and single ribbon hanging from a sword on her back. Black rose petals whip off her body, but she does not move, only stares silently at the grave, recalling a painful past long hidden.

The scene shifts, and the girl is seen standing at the edge of a cliff, still unmoving. Her ribbon flaps wildly, disturbing the petals floating around her like a halo. Snow blows all around her, but she is too deep in thought to care.

After a while, she finally leaves, turning her back on the grave and walking slowly away, head still lowered. Behind her the grave can be seen bearing the symbol of a wilted rose. Beneath are an inscription:

                 Adam Taurus

                                                               A monster, but also a brother

The voice is singing again, Red like roses fills my dreams and brings me to the place you rest....

She walks through a forest, trees all leafless in the cold. Trunks black, covered in frost and snow. The wind is stronger now, blowing the snow into a mist floating over the ground. A black shape runs swiftly through the trees, stalking her, but she does not notice or react.

From above, she appears in stark contrast to the white landscape. Black on white. Another shape darts through the trees. They are following her. She finally leaves the trees, emerging into a small clearing. She stops, and looks around. She is not alone.

White is cold and always yearning, burdened by a royal task....