Press the Button — Part 1: The Beginning
Scene: Team RWBY and Pyrrha stand before the Blacksmith. The Blacksmith hands her the Relic of the Maiden, speaking of destiny. Pyrrha has had enough.
Pyrrha (furious): "Destiny this, destiny that, it was meant to be, it had to end this way" — that damn destiny took my beloved from me, forced me to do terrible things, stole decades of my life. I have had ENOUGH!!
Pyrrha: No. I won't listen to your explanations. I was a fool to believe in "destiny" — and look where it got me. I hate it. I despise it so deeply. These stupid, senseless fairy tales that destroy lives!!
Suddenly everything seemed to stop. Team RWBY stood completely motionless, as if frozen. Pyrrha looked around, not understanding what was happening.
???: So that's your opinion? You've intrigued me.
Pyrrha turns toward the voice. Where the Blacksmith had stood moments ago, there was now a being with flawless pearlescent skin, dressed in a gown that seemed woven from diamonds, with red hair flowing behind her like a cape — hair that looked like threads of silk. When Pyrrha tried to look at the being's face, a sudden pain split through her head and blood began dripping from her nose.
???: Ah, yes — you're too weak to look upon me directly. Jaune could do it without any trouble. Oh well.
The being snapped her fingers and was consumed by light. When it faded, standing before Pyrrha was her mother — exactly as she remembered her, with short crimson hair, emerald eyes, and glasses. But it wasn't her.
???: There. That should be easier.
Pyrrha: W-what… what are you?
???: Isn't it obvious? You were just calling me a "damn senseless stupid fairy tale that destroys lives." Your words.
Pyrrha (thrown off): You're Destiny?
Destiny: Ding ding ding — precisely. Well done.
Pyrrha: What is this? What do you want?
Destiny: Well, you caught my attention. I have seen many Pyrrhhas, but not one of them ever renounced their belief in destiny. That fascinated me.
Pyrrha: Wait — many? What do you mean?
Instead of answering, Destiny snapped her fingers and transported them to a room filled with small mirrors. Pyrrha still didn't understand what was going on.
Destiny: Through these mirrors I can observe different versions of everyone who has ever interested me.
Pyrrha looks around the room, and something catches her eye.
Pyrrha: There's only Jaune here?
Destiny: Because I adore watching him — throwing him into so many situations and seeing how he handles them. Look at this one.
Destiny hands Pyrrha one of the mirrors. Inside, she sees Jaune dressed as a girl, playing guitar.
Destiny: In this world Jaune became a bard and dressed as a girl because Nora told him to. I love that world. Oh, and look at this one—
Destiny hands her a second mirror. Pyrrha watches as Jaune suddenly transforms into a girl, then reverts back a moment later.
Destiny: In that world Jaune randomly switches places with his female counterpart from an alternate universe. The peak of comedy.
Pyrrha takes it all in, but one thing still escapes her.
Pyrrha: Why do you do this? Why are you so fixated on Jaune?
Destiny: For a simple reason — entertainment. When you're a primordial being like me, you start to get bored. So I began watching the stories of many people, and when someone sparked my interest, I started playing — sending them objects, creating events, changing things to build new stories and watching how they cope. I started with a green-haired boy who wanted to be a hero — very enjoyable viewing. Then there was a boy with a name related to breasts who had gauntlets with a ferret. And then a world where people catch creatures and the hero wants to become a master — I love that one.
Pyrrha stares at Destiny and cannot believe what she is hearing.
Pyrrha: You destroy their lives for entertainment.
Destiny: Precisely. But back to you — I have a proposition you cannot refuse.
Pyrrha: What do you want?
Destiny: Simple. I will give you a chance to try and change the destiny of your world.
Pyrrha: You'd just give me that? What's the catch?
Destiny: The catch is that I will send increasingly greater threats your way, and you will have to deal with them.
Pyrrha: I'll do it. And I'll prove I can change destiny — and when it's all over, I'm coming for you.
Destiny began to laugh — loudly and for a long time. When she finally stopped, she wiped tears from her eyes.
Destiny: Don't be foolish. I'll give you something to enrich your struggles.
Destiny handed Pyrrha an object.
Pyrrha: This is just a regular game controller. How exactly is this supposed to help me?
Destiny: Don't worry about that — you'll see for yourself. Now go.
Destiny pointed behind Pyrrha. A portal appeared.
Pyrrha: What happens to this world when I step through?
Destiny: Nothing. Everything will be reset — as if none of this ever happened. Now go.
Pyrrha said nothing. She walked to the portal and stepped through. Darkness consumed her — and then she saw words appear before her:
