Light and Dust.
Destiny/RWBY Crossover
AN: HEeeeeeellllllloooooooOOOOO Everyone! *Whistle* Damn, it's been nearly a year….OH MY GOD WHY MUST I BE SO FUCKING LAZY!? IM SCUM, NO IM WORST THAN…
-SMACK!—
Take a hold on yourself Fallen!, *Cough* Sorry readers, but unfortunately Fallenwarlock103 has…experienced some unfortunate events involving a rubber duck and butter
WE AGREED TO NOT TALK THE FUCK ABOUT IT!
Aaaand it did end up in his split personality…
SHUT UP VOICE THAT IT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO EXIST!
Who says?
THE DOC WHO GIVES ME HAPPY PILLS! Now…where's my PEZ dispenser?…*Sounds of something breaking*…
*Sigh* Let's ignore that for our sakes, in short: Fallen has a mental breakdown a few months after the fish incident and after we moved to Mexico getting internet was a paperwork nightmare. (Cheap monthly plan my ass). So here we are with another story, one that we expect to finish, RIGHT FALLEN!?
YAY I FOUND MY PEZ! MY PREEECIOUSSSSS PEZZZETZES
…Dear Satan WHY!?
In dedication for my friends in USA, you guys were asshats, but I wouldn't change you for any others.
"Light" : Speaking
'Light' : Thinking, Text,
"Light" : Shouting/Ghost Voice
Disclaimer: We don't own any of RWBY or Destiny. Just the story of this Fic.
Ghost Fragment - 0
{Shurik Y. Usenko…now that's a name I had not heard from a very long time, probably before the whole war with Oryx and his Taken. I remember quite well the night when he came to me with questions about the City, the Traveler, and the power of the Light. The desire to learn and his skills as a Warlock did remind me of Toland before his exile: powerful, wise, and eager to learn about the Light and with an interest in the Darkness as well.
Well, considering his bloodline, you wonder if he took more to his teacher than his…never mind.}
Recorded conversation between a Guardian and Ikora Rey.
Chapter 1: Light and Little Sun Dragon I.
The Club - Vale
Junior was most of the time a simple man: he ran his own nightclub, sold 'information' for the right price at certain persons, and never asked about it.
But for the last 2 years there has been a 'regular' that has peaked his interest. Not because his mysterious appearance, (even if the person dressed like a cross between a wizard and a spaceman), but the information he asked: first it was weird basic things like the form of governments, the war, what are the Faunus, What is the Dust, Aura, Semblances, Mecha-shift weapons, Huntsmans, Grimm(and he swears by Monty, if not for the weird mask/helmet of his, he could have sworn that there was a dangerous glow where his eyes should be),and even more weird: how was Remnant space faring technology.
The guy, 'Walker', as he liked to be called, seemed to slump after he told him that after the people seemed to be content with the way things are, they left any space program projects and the like.
Then he started to ask about jobs; again weird, but Junior didn't ask and offer him to work on assignments of a less than legal nature, but Walker seems to be a man after his own heart (no homo) because he just took them without asking.
But after a year of being his 'contractor' Junior has started to question something's about Walker, but the young man (He was very surprised that one day he saw part of his face but only because he was unaware), not even that much older than the Twins was even more lip-tight than Roman about his 'business'.
And speaking of the devil…
-"Hey! Freelancer! What about it? Want some easy money?"- the hat-wearing criminal asked to the figure sitting alone in the bar, nursing his drink. The person was partially shrouded by the shadows but both Junior and Torchwick could see the dark and purple colored robes shifting a little, letting them see what appeared to be the hilt of weapon before going back to his whiskey.
-"…Not interested…"-
Roman 'tch´ed' before going back to speak with Junior, while a bit miffed about the rather rude dismissal, he's not going to make a fuss about it, even if it would have been better than the cannon fodder he's paying.
Just as Junior finished the details of the payment, a blonde girl walked into the club with a rather confident strut. Junior paid it not mind, but for 'Walker' he immediately 'scanned'* her.
-'She's either quite cocky, or a skilled fighter; judging by the 'bracelets' and the shells on her waist I'd said both…just like a rookie Titan'-
He ignored most of the conversation between 'Blondie' and Junior, he wasn't even fazed when she got Junior by the balls…literally, but when she showed the picture of 'her'…
-"Raven…?"- He whispered unconsciously, but it was loud enough for the brawler to hear him and let Junior go, or more exactly fall since the name made her tighten the grip on his family jewels to the point of almost passing out.
-"You know her!?Do you know where she is!?"- Yang demanded quite hotly, if the change of her eyes from lilac to red was any indication, he raised an eyebrow unnoticed by her but he just went back to his drink. The girl growled at being ignored and was about to grab the (in her mind) asshole from his seat…
-"Why are you looking for her?"- the question came so suddenly that she stopped in mid grab, her eyes and hair turning back to normal and looking quite perplexed. –"Eh…what'cha say?- honestly she expected to get rough on him (*Snort*) to get her answers mostly because every one she ask just says no; while she was still with the deer-in-the-head-lights look, the young man emptied his drink in one go before turning towards her, the shadows still hiding his face but she could see one 'glowing' deep purple eye looking at her not like most of the males she deals with.
His were just focused on her own eyes never straying from them causing a shiver of…something in her, and Yang didn't know what to make of it.
It wasn't bad, but it was…strange.
-"I said…why are you looking for her? If you don't answer me then get lost"- he said with a tone of steel on his words; he owned a debt to the woman and if the girl don't have a good reason…
-"She's my mom"-His eye widened for a fraction of a second, faster than the brawler could see before it turned back to normal.
-"I see…I could take you to her, but is not going to be for free, miss…?"-he left the question hanging, something that Yang catch on quickly and turned her face back to her flirty state.
-"Yang, Yang Xiao Long and I'm sure we can arrange something Mr.?"- she turned back on him, moving her body a bit forward so he had quite the view toward her cleavage. Yang was surprised to see that her triumph card just got a raised eyebrow from what she could see, and the blonde didn't know whether to feel respect or disappointment about his lack of reaction, before smirking mentally; she always likes a challenge.
-"…Walker, and it's 4000 lien's, one in advance and the rest after"- Yang was surprised at the price, it was not cheap but it was even less than what she had to pay for just a whisper about her mom (if she's not beating the crap out of them, that's it).
-"I can pay that"- she said extending a hand with the first thousand's, and a gloved hand take them just as fast as they appeared, Walker seemed to count the money quickly before humming in agreement, and then to her surprise he put a helmet covering his face(or what she could make of it) and walked right pass her, the avian-like helmet just adding more mystery to his image.
-"We leave at 5:00 AM, and before you ask it's quite the distance, so get some rest and be at the docks tomorrow"-Yang was about to ask something but he vanished just as the goons of Junior came at her armed to the teeth, behind her she heard the bartender rise in pain.
-"You're…going to pay… for that… girl!"- Junior said between labored breaths as he grabbed some ice from the bar and put it in his damaged goods; Yang? She just smirked.
-"Well, look's like I'm still gonna have some fun with you guys, try to don't disappoint me please!"-
Outside the club, 'Walker' just shakes his head at the sound of a fight, just as he hears a familiar synthetic voice.
-"Are you sure about this? That girl looked quite handful, just like Harry"- the freelancer just keep walking passing a young girl in red cape, and then just to the surprise of the silver-eyed red head the man vanished in a flicker of blue lights.
-"Maybe, but we need money, ammo, and dust since we can only make so much with the micro-forge we built from the Ice-breaker…"- Inside the cockpit of a ship in orbit, the young man removed his helmet feeling now relaxed in his 'home'.
The low light still hiding most of his features, but from what it could be seen his face was very pale, most to the point of being a bit greyish contrasting with the ink like color of his short spiky hair.
A single eye glowed purple before turning back to black while the other was hidden by a eye-patch, a late gift from a friend back in the Reef.
-"…never mind the parts to fix back the hyper-drive"-
-"Understood, but I still think that we're going to get in a lot of trouble…Guardian 'Walker'"- the voice told him with smugness at the end, and he imagined that if his Ghost could smile, it would be bigger than a chesire cat.
-"Heh, whatever you say Little Light"-the young man said before relaxing in his seat. Just waiting for the next sunrise.
-"DON'T CALL ME THAT FOR LIGHT'S SAKE!"-
End of Chapter 1.
*If in Destiny you can check other players level and things, why cannot here in Remnant?
Please review soon, Fallen has run out of PEZ and he can get quite scary and difficult to deal with…
WHERE'S MY PRECIOUSSSSS PEZZZETZES!?
…Help me please…