AN: What's going on folks, welcome to the first chapter of my first RWBY fanfic, and man, I'm loving the fresh smell! But, this certainly isn't exactly the same as the one described on my profile. No, this one's a bit more...special, since it's a three-way (Oooh myyy...) a three-way crossover, dammit Takei...
But yeah, I've been working on this bad boy for a while now, and had to draw some images for this, which I'll be posting onto my Deviantart as the Story goes along, to avoid any spoilers. Also, I'll be taking some liberties with certain characters, mainly with Semblances and backstories of certain characters
Also, as a quick note, I wrote this before The World of Remnant videos were put online, so please don't get uppity if something isn't canon.
"Regular speech"
"This is a 'skill' understand?"
'Thought'
#Speaking through a Scroll#
[Game Data]
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
The last thing one would expect when waking up is some guy in a black tux and red sunglasses rummaging through one's pockets, but that was the sight that awaited Edward H. Smith, and he responded in the only way he knew.
"GUH!" the man grunted as Edward's fist made contact with his face [-12 HP]. But the man didn't stay down for long, getting up as he rubbed his pained nose.
But that wasn't where Edward's gaze was directed to, but rather slightly above the man's head.
[Observation]
Bear Gang Thug LV: 4
Stand Potential: E
HP: 42/54
MP: 40/40
Current Mood: Startled, Annoyed
An average thug from the Bear Gang, led by Hei "Junior" Xiong, the gang mostly dealing with information gathering and rentable thugs.
EXP Yield: 25
Item Drop: 50 Lien
"Don't ignore me, you bastard!" the man shouted. He drew a pistol from behind his back, aimed it at Edward, and fired.
"AAGGH!" Edward flinched, throwing his arms up in panic and expecting to feel the bullet entering his body … only to feel nothing.
Slowly, he opened his eyes to see why he wasn't dead yet, and what he saw was the thug looking at him with a shocked expression, his red sunglasses falling off from his face.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" the thug screamed, looking at the bullet floating in mid-air. Was he dealing with some punk from a Huntsmen Academy?
"Well, this is … bizarre." Edward noted with a dumbfounded tone, staring at what was holding the bullet. It was a hand, connected to the left arm of a male figure clad in a grey and green superhero costume. The hands of a clock separating was emblazoned upon the middle of the helmet, where two orange lenses stared at the gun-wielding thug. The being's scowl served as a clear message of its displeasure at the attempted murder.
The circuit lines on the being's left arm glowed bright green and the bullet was surrounded in a green glow. The clock hands on the palm and back of the hand spun forward at a rapid pace, causing the bullet to rapidly rust before breaking apart.
[New Stand skill; "Break" has been unlocked!]
- Break: When the Stand's hand makes contact with something for more than 3 seconds, 3-D's Grace can start causing that something to start breaking apart, the speed of breaking down increasing with continued contact.
Effect: 30 Damage, each additional second adding 10 more damage, each second inflicting 50% more damage.
Cost: 5 MP, +1 MP per second.
Edward smiled as he stood up from the ground, feeling a small amount of joy at the thug's panicked expression. It evaporated when the man began firing his gun off again, but the being standing next to him responded in an impressive manner.
"YARORORORORORORO!" the being roared replying with a volley of punches that sent the bullets ricocheting across the alleyway.
"Are you done?" Edward asked. The thug dropping his gun served as an adequate answer.
"Good." Edward smirked as the being slams the thug against the alley wall [-52 HP], knocking him out, and ending the battle.
"Well, that could've gone bett—huh?" Edward picked up the gun, looking at it in slight surprise as a rectangle of small text appeared over the gun.
[Observation]
9mm Automatic Dust Pistol
The standard Dust pistol that is used by government forces, civilians and criminals alike.
Ammo: 10/17
DMG: 30
Durability: 50/50
Edward furrowed his brows as he read the description of his newly acquired gun. 'Huh, so I'm in RWBY, and I have The Gamer.' He noted, until his brain finally processed that info properly.
'HOLY SHIT! It's an actual Dust pistol, which only works on Remnant…which means I'm in deep shit.' He took in a deep breath.
"FUCKING SHIT!" he shouted, before turning to look at the being standing before the thug. 'So, ignoring The Gamer, why the fuck do I have a Stand?' he wondered, his mind going through possible answers.
While the ... thing behind him did look like a Stand—especially with how it rusted a Dust bullet, probably by rapidly aging the bullet if the clocks were any indication—it could be a Semblance that manifested as a spectral figure.
'But, even that doesn't quite add up …' his eyes wander to the unconscious thug. The thug's panicked shooting could've been either because he couldn't see the Stand, or because he could and reacted by shooting at it.
But, considering how Semblances seemed to more of an internal representation of the soul, the thing being a Stand wouldn't be an unreasonable guess. Plus, The Gamer alone could count as a Semblance.
"Stand, 3-D's Grace," Edward hears his Stand say, pointing at itself.
Edward nodded as 3-D's Grace disappears, its duty fulfilled. "So then, what to do with this guy?" He asked himself, looking at the thug. If his attire and title was any indication, then he was with Junior's crew, so he couldn't exactly let him walk away with the possible info about what he was capable of, especially if Junior was working with Cinder.
But if he merely shot him, then there would probably be an investigation, and possibly a gang coming after him. So, he'd have to dispose of his corpse.
But, on the other hand, he was without any form of ID, no money (although that could be alleviated by robbing the thug), and most importantly, and he was out on the streets with no place to go. Not to mention he was a person with good amount of power at his command, so finding some shadier form of employment wasn't out of question.
But on the other other hand, he could just raise enough ruckus until Ozpin takes notice, or possibly the cops or some other huntsman takes notice, who would then contact Ozpin. Either way, he'd get Ozpin's attention. And he certainly didn't need this thug for that course of action.
"But before I do something hasty, I should check my [Inventory]." He said, a 40x60cm screen appearing in front of him with numerous square tiles representing item slots, but oddly enough, it wasn't empty.
Inventory:
- Verde Carnicero
Shift Weapon: Axe/Assault Rifle combination
Ammo: 20/20 [x3 Cartridges of 5.56x45mm Dust Rounds]
DMG_Melee: 80 Slash Damage
DMG_Ranged: 45 Pierce/Gun/Blast Damage
Durability: 1800/1800
A weapon that combines an Axe with an assault rifle. The maker of his instrument of death is unknown.
- Custom Scroll
A Communications device that is connected to the CCT System, capable of being used to contact others, used as a game controller, etc, etc…
Effect: Allows the user to contact other people.
Special Notes: This Scroll is custom made, by whom however, is unknown. The Scroll also doesn't have any numbers registered.
Durability: 600/600
- Arrow of the Stars
A Holy weapon forged from a meteorite, that infects anything it cuts with a virus that will either kill them, or it shall grant them a power beyond that of mortal beings.
Effect: When a human is damaged by this weapon, ?% chance of unlocking a Stand. Other effects are unknown
DMG: Varies between targets.
Durability: 15900/15900
'This…this might actually become useful.' Edward thought to himself, his face set in stone as he shoved the Dust Pistol into the [Inventory], ignoring the fact that he was somehow not only in possession of his own RWBY-weapon—which he assumed was created by The Gamer—but also the arrow that can grant Stands. Which there should be only six of in existence ... in the JoJo world, not in Remnant, and definitely not in his [Inventory].
"No, I should focus on this bizarre shit later, for now, [Status]." He says, causing another screen to replace the previous one.
Edward Smith LV: 1
EXP: 25/100
Stand: 3-D's Grace
HP: 30
MP: 95/100
Aura: 117
STR: 11
INT: 27
VIT: 10
WIS: 28
DEX: 12
AGI: 10
Points: 0
Lien: 50
Perks/Buffs/Debuffs:
Aura Unlocked: Your Aura has been unlocked, thus giving you limited protection from bullets.{Damage lower than your current Aura is deducted from your Aura, until it hits 0, then you will take damage normally.}
"Well... I suppose that's fair." Edward sighed, rather disappointed at his stats, but he did find out a good amount of vital info. Mainly, when his Aura ran out, he'd be less durable than the average thug. And secondly, he'd need to knock out at least three more thugs in order to level up and earn points. Either way, he needed to make his way to Junior's Club.
Now if only he knew where the hell it was ...
"Too bad I don't have anyone that can … guide … me." Edward slowly turned his gaze to the unconscious thug, who was stirring slightly. Walking over to the man, he nudged the man with his left foot. "Oi, wake up, I need to ask you a few questions." Edward said as the man shakily rose, holding the back of his head in pain.
"Ugh, did somebody get the number of that truc—OH GOD NO!" the thug screamed as his memory of the last few minutes returned to him.
"Listen up Shades, because I'm not in the mood to repeat myself." Edward grabbed his attention by overlapping his own arm with 3-D-G's and pressed his hand against the concrete wall next to the thug's head, causing a perfect indention of his own hand to appear on it.
"U-Uh sure boss, whatever you want." The thug nervously nodded, sweating bullets as his mind filled in the blanks of what might happen if he refused to answer the teen's questions.
"First off, where am I?" Edward asked, at the very least wanting to confirm whether or not he's in Vale. And although the thug cowering before him seemed to be a part of Junior's gang, Edward wasn't naïve enough to think that someone who had a reputation as an information broker had underlings in merely one city, even if that city was home to one of the big four Huntsmen Academies.
"V-Vale, sir." The thug answered quickly.
"Okay then, did you see anything when your bullets failed to hit me?" Although he knew that his Stand should be invisible to those who don't possess a Stand of their own, he considered the possibility of those with Aura or a Semblance being capable of seeing Stands, since both Semblances and Stands were a manifestation of a person's soul, the only difference between the two being that one of them was Internal, and one of them was External.
Plus, he couldn't risk having this thug going around and blabbing about his Stand, so if he did see something when the bullets were stopped, then the man would share the fate of the first bullet.
"Um, no?" the thug wasn't quite certain why his current interrogator asked something like that.
"And lastly, I'm currently in need of fake IDs, would you happen to know where I might be able to acquire some?" He couldn't exactly be walking around Vale with no proper ID, or he'd be getting very familiar with the texture of a cell. And considering how Junior seemed like the type who dealt in other shady business besides information and renting thugs, the man shouldn't have that much trouble making some fake IDs, especially since the OS of Remnant's CCT seemed to have enough holes to make Swiss cheese green with envy.
Hell, if Jaune managed to get his hands on fake transcripts, then how hard would it be to get some Fake IDs added to the deal?
"M-My boss, Junior can help you with that." The thug answered, now a bit more confident of his chances to walk away from this situation in one piece. He wasn't paid enough to deal with some superhuman freaks.
"Good, now either give me directions or lead me there." Edward ordered, taking note that the indent left from his and 3-D-G's hand looks far older than the rest of the wall, the graffiti and paintjob cracking in a few spots.
"Just head on to the end of this alley, then turn right and at the end of that alley, turn left and the club will be right across the street." The thug pointed to his left, where the alleyway continues. On the off chance that things got violent, he wasn't going to get himself affiliated with this guy.
"Thank you." Edward said. The thug nodded and turned towards the other direction, just about ready to bolt. "Oh, and one last thing ..." Before the thug could run off, Edward grabbed the man's shoulder, using 3-D-G's strength to stop him from running off.
"if anybody asks, you and I never met, so forget about what happened when you shot at me, clear?" Edward asked, applying pressure to his hold, and gave the thug some 'extra incentive' to keep his mouth shut.
"C-Crystal." The thug's head bobbed rapidly, wanting very much to forget ever seeing this guy.
"Good." Edward smiled, letting go of the man, noticing how the spot he touched on his jacket now had a small clock on it, with a small marking of 3/3 next to it, but before he could investigate the oddity further, the man ran off.
Edward looked towards his Stand, who merely shrugged before disappearing. "Well, I suppose that's that." Edward sighed, starting his walk towards the direction the thug pointed towards. As he continued his walk, a thought occurred to him.
'Wait, do Stand abilities drain MP or Aura?' Deciding to find out, he called up his stat screen, noticing that his MP had dropped to 75. 'Okay, so whatever 3-D's Grace left on that thug cost me about 15 MP, and the trick with the rusting bullet and possibly the aged wall cost 5 MP each.'
"Moving on, [Options]." He says, causing a new screen to open up.
Options:
- Activate HUD? [Y/N]
- Activate Minimap? [Y/N]
(Take note that when entering new dungeons or areas deemed as "Neutral" or "Enemy territory", the map will only record what you have seen first-hand + 6 meters around that.)
- Item drops to Inventory on acquisition? [Y/N]
"Okay, WOW, yes on all of the above." Edward quickly turned all of the options ON, and suddenly, everything seemed that much clearer, three bars hanging at the corner of his peripheral vision, just transparent enough to not be a distraction, colored red, blue and grayish green, most likely signifying his HP, MP and Aura respectively.
And most helpfully, a small circle depicting the area around, with a green symbol of a hooded skull with the Stand arrow's head hanging from the end of the hood, the same symbol that now that he thought about it, was also on the side of Verde Carnicero, so that was probably him, the thought confirmed by the symbol staying at the center of the minimap no matter how he moved.
'Well, at least the symbol's pretty cool.' Edward notes, walking on, his mind analyzing the symbol, and the weapon in his [Inventory]. While he may not have any real training with a weapon, aside from shooting arrows and shooting target practice occasionally, the weapon was something that he felt comfortable using. It was for the most part, a rifle, with a second handgrip attached to the axe blade, which was also attached to the barrel.
And when, not if, he had no delusions of being instantly able to wield the weapon properly, it became clear that he wasn't going win a fight with it, he did have 3-D's Grace to rely on.
'Anyway, I guess I should start coming up with a game plan.' Edward scratches his chin as he turns right, entering yet another alley. Obviously, the best chance of his survival that he was morally comfortable with was Beacon Academy. More specifically Team RWBY, as they seemed to be the key pieces in Ozpin's little game if his show of favoritism was any indication. However, he couldn't exactly rely on that lazy bastard to do anything with the info Edward could share, considering how that old man seemed to be perfectly okay with shipping his students off to fight a war that they didn't even know about.
So, he'd have to either do all of it himself or not be a dumbass and tell the people who were actually fighting this war, the people who have the resources and will to do something. His best bets were Team RWBY and Ironwood, possibly even Qrow if he's told of what happens if he keeps going following Ozpin's plan, which seemed likely as even in the show, Qrow was aware that Ironwood's little ships didn't scare Cinder and that the enemy wasn't knocking at their door, but setting fire to their castle, as it were.
But, they probably wouldn't believe him if he told them everything at once, so his best bet was entering Beacon, which shouldn't be that hard if Jaune was able to BS his way in. The only downsides were that he'd have to entangle 3 other people into this mess, either his own teammates, or people from a team that one of the key players would end up in.
Plus, keeping quiet about Torchwick's part in all this would serve more useful, considering that the dapper bastard jumped the gun on the train operation, which was planned for when everything went to hell, and it would give him a chance to erase him from the equation without any good way to link the death to him. And afterwards, stay on the low as to not arouse any attention, and when the Vytal Festival's arena arrived, and final matches start, take care of Emerald.
Other targets that would need to be eliminated would be Mercury, but he didn't seem so gung-ho about the whole plan, so he could be ignored for a while, but Adam was a whole other deal, along with Neo.
But, as Edward was planning, he failed to follow one of the most important rules of life; Always look before you walk across the street.
"WHOA SHIT!" Something that Edward was promptly reminded of as the rear-end of a motorcycle came to sudden stop a mere inch of him, causing him to stumble back a bit. Regaining his footing, Edward takes a look at the motorcycle and its rider, a teen girl with flowing blonde hair, lilac eyes, dressed in an outfit that told that she was not only adventurous, but aware of her body and not afraid to flaunt it.
[Observation]
/Sunlight bruiser\
Yang Xiao Long LV: 19
Semblance: Kinetic Feedback
Stand Potential: A
HP: 220
MP: 80
Aura: 324
Current mood: Relieved, Nettled
Yang Xiao Long is a Student of Signal Academy who just got his Acceptance letter from Beacon Academy. Daughter of Taiyang Xiao Long and Raven Branwen, and Half-Sister of Ruby Rose.
EXP Yield: 2500
Item Drops: Ember Celica, 13500 Lien, Bumblebee
"HEY, watch where you're going, you could've gotten run over!" the blonde brawler shouted, getting off her bike to yell at the irresponsible guy who just walked straight onto the street. If she wasn't a skilled driver, he would've gotten turned into a roadkill.
"Ah, sorry, I was thinking about something, and I wasn't looking where I was going." Edward apologized, scratching the back of his head sheepishly, while he couldn't believe the insanely good luck he was having. Not only did he run into one of the more important people of the future events, but it seemed like he got dropped right into the events of the Yellow trailer.
But to be honest, all he could really do is either try and get the negotiations between Yang and Junior to go smoothly, or if that failed, take out some henchmen, and maybe take out one of the twins.
"Yeah, well, thankfully nobody was hurt." Yang walked her bike off the street, parking it near the entrance to Junior's Club, or the "Bear's Den", as the sign above it named it. "Besides, I was coming here anyway, so no harm done." She shrugged, turning off the engine.
"Oh, what info are you looking for?" Edward asked, prompting Yang to look at him in confusion. "I mean no offense, but you certainly don't look old enough to be drinking, so you're probably here for some info." He explains.
"I'll have you know, I'm considered a big girl." Yang responded slyly, crossing her arms under her breasts, pushing them upwards, but Edward kept his eyes locked on her face. This wasn't the time to get a boner, especially not in front of her.
"I'm sure. But listen, while I doubt that any of these bozos could actually harm a Huntsman academy student, especially one with a Semblance like yours—"
"Wait, how do you know I'm a student, or what my Semblance is?" Yang cuts him off, turning the flow of conversation. She certainly didn't recognize him from school, and Huntsmen Academies didn't hand out any personal info about their students, especially something so personal as their Semblance.
"Ah, I let that slip. Well, I figured you were from a Huntsman Academy, since I doubt those bracelets are just for show." Edward gestured to the sheathed forms of Ember Celica on Yang's wrists.
"And as for how I knew about your Semblance, my own Semblance, The Gamer informed me." Edward wasn't sure if he should reveal everything right off the bat, especially when Yang didn't seem to be trusting him. But, considering how personal info about Semblances seemed to be, explaining his own should prove to be a gesture of trust.
However, 3-D's Grace would stay as a secret until it came time to grant them a Stand of their own. And if the Stand Potential rating followed the rating system that Stand stats used, then Yang should be able to survive the Arrow, but he wasn't about to test that theory out on her...
"Okay, so what does it do?" she asked.
"It's a simple ability, but quite powerful. The Gamer allows me to live my life like a Video Game character, complete with Experience Points, Levels, Inventories and such." Edward proved this by opening his [Inventory] and taking out his Scroll.
"Oh, that's pretty cool." Yang had played a few games with Ruby, and although they were mostly fighting games, Ruby did own a few games that had those kind of things. Although, she played them mostly for all the different weapons.
"Wait, what Level am I?" she asked, honestly getting kinda curious about this ability. Most Semblances that she had seen were either some form of Elemental control, or a boost to a person's physical prowess, but something like this "Gamer" sounded pretty interesting.
"19, and Junior's henchmen seem to be level 4." Edward answered, thinking about the implications. If a strong fighter like Yang was level 19, then what levels would more experienced huntsmen have, or a Maiden?
"Wow, that's… kinda pathetic." Yang noted. Edward shrugged at her answer, as it wasn't that surprising to him. Of course people with their Aura unlocked would have an easier time reaching higher levels, as they wouldn't have to worry about getting hurt while training.
"So uh, what Academy are you from?" Yang's rather innocent question caused Edward to freeze up. He couldn't exactly say that he was from any of the Huntsmen Academies, as they would at the very least have a record of their Students.
Settling on an answer, he finally spoke. "The thing is…I don't remember." Seeing Yang's skeptic look, he elaborated. "See, the thing is, the latest solid memory I have is me waking up in a nearby alley with one of Junior's Henchmen searching me for any loot." Technically not a lie, since the first memory he had on Remnant was that event.
"Okay, that's odd." Yang wasn't sure if this guy was telling the truth, but he didn't look like the lying type.
"Yeah, but the current theory I'm running with here is that when my Semblance awakened, my mind couldn't handle the strain, so any memory that wasn't essential for survival, like my family and birthplace got either locked away or erased." It didn't sound too crazy, since The Gamer did mess with the user's mind, allowing them to think clearly in a high-stress situation.
"Wow, that's pretty unfortunate." Yang couldn't imagine waking up one day with no memory of her family or past, only remembering some basic info about the world.
"Yeah, I guess my Semblance started a new save file." Yang chuckled a bit, glad that the guy wasn't depressed about his situation.
"So, game-boy, got a name? Mine's Yang, Yang Xiao Long." Yang asked as they walk towards the entrance.
"Well Yang, the name Edward Smith rings a few familiar bells." Edward answered as the door's open to reveal a staircase.
"Okay then Eddy, got any other things about your Semblance?" Yang asked. She had already figured that Edward had probably come to Junior's Club to see if the Information Broker had any information about him.
"Well, there's this trick I can do, it's called [Create Party]." Edward answered, as a blue rectangle appeared in front of Yang, asking whether she wanted to join his Party.
"Unless, I'm wrong, this should give you a temporary and limited version of my Semblance." He explained.
"Wow, do you talk to all the girls like this." Yang grinned, accepting the invitation.
[You have formed a party with Yang Xiao Long.]
Party Effect: Party members will gain half of the EXP gained from enemies, even if they didn't defeat them, but you'll gain the full amount if you did defeat them. Each Party member will gain full Quest Reward EXP. Lien dropped from enemies will be given to the one who defeated the enemy.
"Well, how else would I keep someone like you interested?" Edward fired back, dismissing the notice.
"Okay then, now what do you see floating above me?" Edward asked as they start walking up the stairs. Would a party member be able to see his Stand, like he was able to see a person's Stand potential? If so, then he'd have some explaining to do.
"It says… Edward Smith, and above that, The Gamer." Yang answered, looking above Edward's head.
Then Yang's eyes stopped when she sees a certain tidbit next to Edward's name. "Wait, you're Level 1?" Edward sheepishly scratched the back of his head, rather embarrassed of his low level.
"Yeah, I guess it's because of the whole lost memory or something like that." As Yang's eyes look under Edward's name and stats, her eyes widened and her eyes snapped to his crotch while a blush colored her face redder than Ruby's Crescent Rose.
"W-Wait, is this saying that you have 3 Di-" Yang began as Edward quickly starts doing damage control before certain implications can be made.
"N-NO, the D does not stand for that!" Edward denied in a rather animated and flustered fashion, 3-D's Grace shaking its head frantically while crossing its arms to form a X.
"S-See, it's this thing." Edward pointed to 3-D's Grace, the grey-skinned Stand's blush spreading below its mask, as Yang to squints her eyes, apparently having trouble seeing the Stand. "Wait… can you even see it?" Edward asked, taking a look at 3-D's Grace, who's mirroring his confused expression.
"Well, I see a faint outline of something. So, what is this thing anyway?" Yang asked, looking at the spot where 3-D's Grace is standing, only seeing a faint, transparent outline of the Stand, like a blurred image from a faulty projector.
"I don't have all the details, but from what I can gather, it's something along the lines of my fighting spirit." Edward decided to answer with a rather vague explanation, partly to keep up the facade of an amnesiac, and partly because a full explanation would've brought up some uncomfortable questions that he couldn't answer.
"Huh, so it's like an extra Semblance; neat." Yang surmised, wondering how to get one of her own, mainly out of curiosity. She highly doubted that these Stands were something common, even among Huntsmen and Huntresses, since her dad or uncle would've probably told her or Ruby about them.
"Yeah, but acquiring one is way riskier than getting your Aura unlocked." Edward took out the Arrow from his [Inventory], the info screen appearing as Yang looks at the Arrow.
"So uh, how'd ya come across this thing?" Yang asked, as Edward puts the Arrow back.
"To be perfectly honest, that's what I'd like to know." Edward dryly replied as the doors opened, revealing a bunch of people Edward couldn't bother memorizing dancing to the rhythm of the lights and music.
"So, do you want to ask your question from Junior first, or after me?" Yang asked.
"Either way is fine with me, but I think we'll have to wait." Edward shrugged, motioning towards the bar counter, where Junior, accompanied by the twins was talking with one Roman Torchwick, no doubt negotiating the price Roman would have to pay for renting some of Junior's henchmen for a few robberies. One of which he had to stop, hopefully in front of a Beacon staff member.
[New Quest: "Impressing Beacon" has been created!]
Edward quickly dismissed the Quest notice as Yang turned to him.
"So tell me, what can this Stand of yours do?" she asked, rather curious of her new friend's mysterious ability. Would it have abilities similar to his Semblance, or could it do something different? She really hoped that the Stand could keep him safe, because things were going to get rough.
"Well, from what I can gather, 3-D's Grace can cause things it touches to age rapidly, and it's fast and strong enough to block bullets by punching them." Edward explained, wondering the limitations of 3-D's Grace's ability.
Since it could age things forward, could it age things backwards, similar to how Crazy Diamond healed things by reversing time for them? It could definitely age things more than 3 days at a time, so the name probably wasn't any indication of the Stand's abilities.
"Well, you're going to need it." Yang whispered, heading to the bar counter, Edward staying a few feet behind to assess the situation and provide help if, or more likely when shit hits the fan. 'In the meantime, I think I'll do a quick observation.' Edward mouthed Observation, focusing on Junior.
[Observation]
/Black Bear\
Hei Xiong Jr LV: 15
Semblance: Quick Fix
Stand Potential: B
HP: 170
MP: 120
Aura 329
Current Mood: Pissed the fuck off, Regretting certain life choices, Slightly intoxicated
Despite shortly retiring from Huntsmen business after graduating from Signal Academy, Hei Xiong Jr has managed to carve out a nice empire for himself among the shadier parts of civilization, his information network helping anyone with enough Lien to throw around. His Semblance, Quick Fix saving him countless times. However, years of staying in his bar has taken its toll on his fighting skills and Aura.
EXP Yield: 2200
Item Drops: 21400 Lien, 5 Dust crystal packs
Edward wasn't too surprised at the stat sheet, having somewhat figured that transforming weapons weren't something you could oh-so easily get a license for. He was however surprised by the brief description the observation gave about the man. He honestly thought that the man was a mere thug, but apparently he's a former Huntsman.
Although the part about him being in bad shape would explain how he got his ass handed to him by Yang.
'Now let's see what you two have to offer.' Looking at the twins' stat sheets, Edward was mildly surprised by what he found.
[Observation]
/Bear's Apprentice\
Melanie Malachite LV: 8
Stand Potential: C
HP: 80
MP: 80
Aura: 194
Current Mood: Annoyed, Bored, Arrogant
Sometimes referred as "Ice Bitch" by patrons and henchmen alike, Melanie Malachite is arrogant of her position in the Bear gang, considering herself above everyone else, save for Junior, having been taught how to fight by him. And recently, Junior unlocked their Aura, however neither her or Militia has made any progress in attaining a Semblance.
EXP Yield: 900
Item Drops: 3400 Lien
[Observation]
/Bear's Apprentice.\
Militia Malachite LV: 8
Stand Potential: C
HP: 97
MP: 70
Aura: 209
Current Mood: Worried, Bored
Militia Malachite, like her twin sister Melania, were adopted by Junior after their parents died when their village came under a Grimm invasion, and for that she is fiercely loyal to Junior. Her kind attitude to the patrons has made her more popular than her sister. However, she sometimes worries about her sister. She has had her Aura unlocked by Junior, and thinks she is close to awakening her Semblance, but wishes to keep it a secret from her sister, as to not upset her.
EXP Yield: 950
Item Drops: 3600 Lien
'Wow, talk about total opposites. I wonder what spurred Junior to adopt them?' Edward mused to himself. One of them was a total bitch, while one was a bit of a doormat, but he was truly surprised by the additional info about their relationship with Junior. He had honestly assumed that the twins were nothing more than some bratty rich kids who worked for Junior.
'It's showtime.' Edward flinched as Yang violently grabbed Junior's balls, causing the retired huntsman to whimper in pain.
Ever since he had started this little gang of his and started dealing in information brokering, Hei Xiong Jr had run into a wide assortment of people who each had to be dealt and handled with in various manners, your usual everyday customer who was asking him or one of his boys to smuggle in some illegal condiments you could deal with rather casually most of the time, depending on what they wanted delivered, when, where and how much. Easy money, and most of the time, no risk involved.
Some hotshot thief or less than reputable businessman coming in to rent some muscle, you had to deal with professionally. A good chance of danger, so you couldn't afford to go in half-cocked.
With huntsmen and huntresses, depending on the person, you could either treat them to a cold drink for old time's sake, hand over the info so they would leave, or pray to fucking Oum that they didn't decide to test whether or not they could make a perfect outline of one his boys on the wall by throwing toothpicks.
Risky as all hell, but thankfully the latter sort didn't appear all that often.
'This might be the second worst night of my life.' Junior thought, looking at the blonde minor currently holding his balls in an iron-vice of a grip. What was it about today that brought all the shit to his club?
First, Rick skipped so Dave had to pull double duty. And that alone was worrying to Junior, as Rick wasn't someone who would miss his shift, not without calling in sick two hours before his shift.
And then some guy entered his club, threatened him to make some fake ID's or have your eye shot out by some invisible gunner. And he proved his threat to be quite real when Eric got shot in the nose, the wound looking small enough to be caused by a nail.
Obviously, he immediately handed the man a pair of fake ID's that you would be hard-pressed to disprove to be fake.
And if that wasn't enough, Roman had come to his bar looking to rent some of his boys for a couple of heists he was planning for the to do in the next three weeks.
"People say you know everything," the blonde maniac started, pulling out a Scroll that definitely wasn't one that students who weren't born with a Golden Dust crystal up their rectum could purchase legally. "So tell me where I can find her, and I'll let you go." She showed him a picture of a black-haired woman who was similar to the one currently threatening his balls, wearing a prom dress.
"I've never seen her before, I swear!" Junior squeaked. Now, if Junior's mind wasn't blurred by a couple glasses of Mistral's fine beverage, and his attention shifted away from the possibility of becoming an eunuch, he might've remembered a certain tournament held by Signal Academy, and more specifically, one of the finalists.
"Excuse me?!" Yang squeezed harder, not believing that he didn't know, as his reputation spoke otherwise. From what she had heard, there was hardly any information that Junior's gang couldn't find, having ties to gangs all across Remnant.
"I swear it, SIR!" Junior couldn't be happier as his men approach, ready to defend their boss. While he may speak ill of their skills, he definitely appreciated their loyalty.
"Hmm, it looks like we have an audience." Yang teased after taking a look at the assembled thugs, noting the look on Edward's face, recognizing it as one that was excited for a fight.
"This must be kinda embarrassing for you huh? Awkward…" Yang grinned. The thugs didn't dare to move, as the blonde had their boss literally by the balls, and things could get messy if they acted rashly.
"Listen? Blondie, sir." Junior said, catching Yang's attention. "If you want to make it out of this club alive, I suggest you let me go. Now!" Junior, and his gang let out a sigh of relief as Yang withdrew her hand from Junior's privates. He definitely wasn't ready nor willing to.
"You'll pay for that." Junior said, walking away from the blonde maniac before she tried something more brazen.
"Oh Junior, I was just playing with you, don't be so sensitive." Yang wasn't about to let this guy just walk away before she got her answers. And since it's pretty obvious that a few pretty words and a nice view wouldn't bear-suade Junior, she'd have to get physical.
'Why do I feel like Gibbs-slapping Yang?' Edward wondered as he kept a small distance away from the swarm of thugs that surrounded Yang and Junior.
"Come on, let's kiss and make up, okay?" Of course she wasn't going to let this guy kiss her, she'd just kick both his and his gang's collective asses.
That caught Junior off-guard. "No thanks, but I'm not into stu-" the rest of what Junior had to say was cut off by Yang punching him in the face, the surprise attack sending him flying through a glass pillar, and the resulting crash against the wall taking him out of the fight for now.
[Urgent quest: Bear beatdown has been created!]
Yang has gained the ire of the Bear gang by attacking their Boss. Help Yang defeat them.
[Objectives]
- Defeat "Hei Xiong Jr". 0/1
- Defeat "Militia Melachite" and "Melanie Malachite". 0/2
- Defeat the thugs. 0/40
Rewards:
Success: 2000 EXP. Increased closeness with Yang Xiao Long.
Failure: Decreased closeness with Yang. Decreased popularity with the "Bear Gang" faction. Possibly Death
"Well, so much for that." Edward sighed, but smiled at the amount of EXP he could potentially get from the upcoming fight, around 3000 EXP, unless his math was wrong. All he would need to do is survive.
So, as Yang leapt up, Edward equipped Verde Carnicero and lets the bullets fly, hitting quite the number of thugs, taking them out with the element of surprise. [6/40] before Yang hit the floor, causing a shockwave that sent more thugs flying. [16/40]
[Edward Smith has reached LV4!]
Current EXP: 0/400
Seeing that ten of the thugs decided he'd make an easier target, Edward tried to find the button that would activate the mode shift on his weapon.
'Dammit, how the hell do these things work?' Edward quickly stepped back as one thug attempted to cut him with his sword, then retaliated by slamming the butt of his weapon into the thug's face, knocking him out. [17/40]
And as the knocked out thug fell to the ground with a groan, something in Edward's weapon clicked, causing the stock of the weapon to extend, allowing the handle to twist and slide in perfectly.
"Oh come on!" Edward complained as the rest of them reach him. He took a swing with both hands on the weapon, slowly getting used to the weapon's feel as 3-D's Grace handled any thug that got too close.
"Woo boy, this was not as easy as I thought." Edward looked at his weapon, the unconscious bodies of the thugs littering the ground around him. They had called for some reinforcement, but he had managed to beat all 14 thugs who had come for him. [38/40]
[Through a specific action, the Passive skill: Firearms Proficiency has been created.]
Firearms Proficiency: You have become quite adept at using firearms to fight.
Passive Skill Effect: {Increase the power of Gun-based skills by 10%. Reduce the Skill Cost of Gun-based skills by 10%}
Passive Skill LV: 1
EXP: 0/100
[Through a specific action, the Passive skill: Axe Proficiency has been created.]
Axe Proficiency: You have become quite adept at using an Axe to fight.
Passive Skill Effect: {Increase the power of Axe-based skills by 10%. Reduce the Skill Cost of Axe-based skills by 10%}
Passive Skill LV: 1
EXP: 0/100
Edward glanced over to where Yang is just finishing up, sending the last thug down to unconsciousness. [39/40]
"WATCH OUT!" Edward shouted to Yang as sees the DJ wearing a bear mask lift up his assault rifle, ready spray the floor with bullets.
"YAROOOO!" 3-D's Grace manifested behind him, picking up a nearby mug of alcohol and throwing it at the masked DJ, causing the man to fall backwards and slam into the wall. The DJ let out a groan of pain as his body slumps down against the wall. [40/40]
"Um, thanks." Yang says as Edward walks over, sheepishly scratching the back of his head. Although he knew that Yang probably wouldn't be hurt, it still didn't sit right with him to force her to keep dodging gunfire when he could take care of it so easily.
[Edward Smith has reached LV7]
Current EXP: 25/700
"Ugh, so you two are huntsmen." Junior questioned as his Semblance works its magic, healing any bruises he got from being sent flying, save for his pride. "Geez, are the Beacon teachings saying that you need to punch the living daylight out of informants first?" he continued, observing the mess Edward and Yang made of his club, and his men.
If their skills were anything to go by, the blondie was probably from Beacon, being a hands-on type of person, while the brunette in green and black clothes was more than likely a Signal Academy freshman, if his skill with his weapon was any indication.
"Nope, she's from Signal, while I don't have any real training." Edward smiled as Junior's expression turned aghast, surprised that his men got so easily trashed by two people who weren't even from Beacon, although he did feel a bit of pride at Signal Academy churning out someone like the Blondie.
"But I'll be entering Beacon soon though!" Yang added.
"So, who are you two anyways?" Junior asked, noticing Militia and Melanie making their way up to higher ground, most likely planning to attack them from above, just like he taught them. The least he could do is play as the distraction while they set up for the sneak attack.
"Yang Xiao Long." Yang introduced herself confidently, while Edward wiped away the notification he got from gaining the "Sense Danger" skill, now aware of the twins attempting to creep up on them.
"Edward Smith, your amnesiac bad-ass for the evening." Edward introduced himself, resting Verde Carnicero against his shoulder, ready to swing when the twins made their move. Now that Junior was awake, maybe it wouldn't be such a good idea to use 3-D's Grace, considering he wanted to keep it as a secret, at least from people who would freely blab about it, or saw the time controlling ability, since everything else, like the Stand moving and punching things could be explained away as telekinesis, so he'd just have to save this "Break" ability for times when there wouldn't be a loose-lipped witness he didn't trust walking away from the event.
"Well, since we've done our introductions, how about you two ladies introduce yourselves?" Edward's wicked grin spooked the twins as he looked up at where they were hiding. The twins look at one another, their looks asking the other how the hell did he notice them, having made sure not to make a loud noise while Junior distracted the duo.
"Oh so that's why you were getting so chatty!" Yang realized, pointing at Junior, who grimaced, re-considering his evaluation of Edward.
"Honestly, it wasn't a bad plan, against a single opponent, this plan would've worked out." Edward conceded, appreciating a good plan when credit is due.
'Hm, I wonder if I can reach them from here…' Edward wondered. He summoned his Stand, who jumped at the twins, landing a solid punch at the weak points of the rig they were standing on, causing them to fall flat on their face as gravity took hold of them and the broken rig. [-5 Aura]
"Well, don't you two look pathetic?" The twins reacted as quickly as they could, Militia lunging at Edward with her claws, while Melanie took on Yang, which suited Edward quite well, feeling more comfortable taking on the one who would have to get in close to deal any real damage, swinging his axe to meet her claws, the two weapons creating sparks as they clashed.
As Militia overextended her right jab, Edward elbowed her in the face [-18 Aura]. Something which she quickly paid back, by kicking him in the ribs with her right leg [-20 Aura]. But that proved to be a bad idea, as Edward's Stand grabbed her leg, trapping her in place. "Well, that wasn't very smart now was it?" Edward questioned, pointing Verde Carnicero at her face.
"Don't get carried away, boy." Edward momentarily flinched as Junior swung his bat, which 3-D's Grace quickly caught, stopping the grown man's attack dead in its tracks. Junior attempted to pull his weapon free, but the weapon's exterior bent inwards a few inches as 3-D's Grace gripped the weapon like a vice, applying the same kind of pressure onto Melanie's leg.
She then took advantage of the situation by swinging her claws at his face, causing Edward to lean back, the claws passing by mere inches away from his face.
"Okay, none of that." Edward deadpanned, pulling the trigger, the point-blank shot knocking Melanie flat on her ass, the protection of her Aura failing to stack up against the close-range shot. Junior then made the tactical choice of letting go of his weapon and tackled Edward, catching him in a bear-hug, using his strength to render him unable to move.
"I don't know what your Semblance is but from what I've seen, you can only hold two things at most." Junior stated as Edward tried kicking him. No way in hell he was going to lose and die to these clowns, mere gangsters, not when he had bigger fishes to fry.
3-D's Grace manifested behind Junior, grabbing the man in a chokehold, and to the man's credit, he didn't automatically let go of Edward to try and pry the hands choking him, instead re-doubling his grip, actually damaging his Aura. [-19 Aura]
"Let go, or I'll crush your neck like a bad egg!" Edward shouted, not noticing that Milita had gotten back up, and was running straight towards him. He did however notice when struck him with her claws in a rapid succession, eventually breaking through his Aura, the tip of her claws digging into his flesh causing him to grunt in pain, the following elbow strike causing his Stand to fade, as Junior dropped him onto the floor. [Aura broken. -15 HP]
"Thanks for that, I was already starting to black out." Junior nodded to Militia, who nodded back, handing him his bazooka before running off to help her sister. "You almost got me kid. You should still have some Aura left, so you'll live." Junior remarked to Edward, who was laying on the ground, glaring at Junior, small amount of blood trickling down his chin.
"Look, it's nothing personal, but you should've just stayed out of this kid, no chick is worth fighting a gang with her." The man said, rushing off to help the twins. They weren't going to kill either one of them, just knock them out, and let the cops deal with them. It wouldn't be good for either one of his businesses if two huntsmen students got killed in his club.
Hell, if the boy's story of having Amnesia was true, then that'd just be some extra incentive for his offer to get the boy working for him. Oum knows a telekinesis Semblance would be helpful when dealing with rowdy patrons who had taken more beer than they could handle.
'NO, DAMMIT FUCK!' Edward growled as Junior dashed towards Yang. Sure, she would be fine, but dammit, his pride wouldn't stand for this humiliating defeat. '3-D's Grace, heal me dammit!' His Stand should be able to heal him, if only by turning time forward for his body. Oh sure, he didn't actually have any wounds due to Gamer's body, but there was no way in hell he was getting near that fight, not with the protection from his Aura gone.
As his Stand appeared over him, it kneeled down to him, laying its hand on his back, as the clock on the back of its hand spun backwards. [+177 Aura. +5 HP]
[New Stand skill; "Life starts now" has been unlocked!]
- Life starts now: When the user is wounded, 3-D's Grace can reverse time on the user's body, healing their body. The current limit of this ability is 3 Minutes. However, once this ability is used, the user will have to wait use this ability again. The current cooldown is 3 weeks.
Effect: Complete HP, MP and Aura recovery, instantly removes any status ailments inflicted within the 3-minute timeframe.
Cost: 40 MP
'Okay, so do you have any other tricks you'd like to share?' Edward asked his Stand, who merely glared at him, or that was the impression Edward got, as the Stand's eyes were covered by two range lenses. The time for playing around was over, so fuck it, he'd uses his Stand, and if need be, either scare Junior's gang into silence, or erase them.
With a calm mind, he ran towards the fight, shooting at Junior who was in the middle of shifting his weapon into its bazooka form, leaving his 3 o'clock open for the attacks, causing him to turn his attention to Edward.
'What the actual hell?' Junior wondered as he looked at Edward, noticing the distinct lack of blood on the youth's person, when he should be bleeding on the floor right now, not...rising into air and suddenly flying at him?
'Wait, WHAT!' Junior quickly reacted, swinging his bat at the flying teen, only for the teen to simply disappear, and before Junior could question the situation, his head rocked back, as if it were kicked by a mule, [-55 Aura] before he was sent flying forward, feeling the impact of numerous punches connecting with his back. [Aura Broken. -140 HP]
"Well, that was cathartic as fuck." Edward noted, occupying the spot behind Junior's previous location as Junior crash-landed against a pillar [-30 HP]. Too bad he didn't have enough MP to do that two more times.
[Edward Smith has reached LV9]
Current EXP: 725/900
Feeling greedy for more EXP, Edward shifted to axe mode, rushing in to attack Militia, seeing that her Aura was almost broken. "Miss me?" He asked, smiling at her shocked face as she cartwheeled away to dodge his surprise attack. Edward then took a few shots at her, surprisingly managing to nick her in the knee as she attempted to dodge.
"Well, it's been fun," Edward began, walking over to her, 3-D's Grace floating next to him, in case she tried any desperate attacks.
"But it's time for the closing credits." His Stand swung its fist at Militia, who made one last desperate attempt, slashing her claw at the faint figure she saw coming at her. But, she got dropped like a sack of potatoes then 3-D's Grace's fist met her head, the maroon pulse around her body serving as a visual showing of her broken Aura protection. [Aura Broken. -81 HP. K-O.]
[Edward Smith has reached LV10]
Current EXP: 775/1000
"Oi Yang, need any help on your end, or you wanna keep dancing with tighty whitey all by yourself?" Edward's question was met with a glare from Melanie, and a boisterous roar of laughter from Yang as she kept dodging Melanie's kicks while retaliating with her punches.
"Nah, you can take a break, I'm having… Too! Much! Fun!" Yang laughed, each exclamation punctuated with a shotgun blast from Ember Celica. To be honest, despite having some trouble with people who fought with their feet, Yang was having a lot of fun, getting to fight a whole gang of people, so all in all, she'd call it an okay night, but if she found some info about her mom, then it'd be a great night.
"Well, might as well take a seat." Edward lifted up one of the chairs that were knocked down, and sat on it, deigning to at least try and unlock Meditation as a skill while Yang had her fun. But to be honest, he had no real idea on how he'd go about creating the skill, not being the most static person back on Earth, usually tapping his finger in a rhythm or something.
But regardless, he closed his eyes, and did his best not to move, trusting his Stand to react if someone tried something stupid. And so, he meditated, focusing on the ticking of his pocketwatch. And soon enough, as the ticking went on and on, he got the notification for unlocking Meditation, and for completing the quest.
So, he opened his eyes to see how badly Yang wrecked the club. And when he opened his eyes, it was Yang's face staring at him uncomfortably close. "WHOA! Fuck!" he cursed as he lost his balance, causing the chair to fall backwards.
"Hey now, it isn't fall season yet." Yang snickered a bit, as Edward picked himself up from the floor.
"Yeah, but I guess it was a drowsy season for me?" Edward retorted attempting to do a pun of his own. "Huh, that bad?" The quality however, was less than stellar, as Yang did a so-so motion with her hand. "Well, I'm not a comedian. Anyway, we should go and see if Junior's awake." Edward motioned to the pillar that Junior was leaning against, starting to regain consciousness as his bruises healed slowly.
"Dammit…" Seeing the duo approach him, he threw his hands above his head, surrendering. "Ok ok, I get it, I give." He knew when it was foldin' time, and this was definitely it. "But damn Xiao Long, Smith, you two are something else." Junior said, meant as a compliment toward the latter.
He had noticed Edward following the events before the brawl, but Junior had assumed that he was just some patron who was too curious, but then the kid pulled out a shift weapon out of nowhere. Sure, he didn't seem to have much skill in using it for melee, but the kid did adapt to using it at a scary pace.
"Thanks, you weren't shabby either." Yang grinned, taking Junior's comment as a compliment.
"I don't think that was meant as a compliment Yang." Edward sighed at the blonde's behavior. It was honestly sad how she went from this upbeat girl into a bitter cripple. Well, unless he managed to fix things.
"Uh, anyway, you two had questions, right?" Junior asked picking himself up from the floor as the twins groaned in discomfort, starting to regain consciousness.
[A few band-aids later...]
"Sorry, don't recognize her." Junior answered, looking at the picture of Raven in her dress. While Junior was definitely less intoxicated than before, a head trauma or two definitely didn't make recognizing old schoolmates any easier.
"So all you know is gossip, huh." Yang sighed, depressed that she found yet another dead end in the process of finding her mom.
"Gossip nothing." Junior scoffed at the insult. "Even an information station like ours doesn't know everything." He admitted.
"At the very least, I'm sure that this person has never visited my club." Junior definitely would've remembered a chick that beautiful visiting his club.
"So uh, what about you, you got amnesia, right? Want me to try and look for your past?" Junior asked Edward, who pretended to think about the question presented to him. Of course he didn't want Junior try to find anything about him, since the complete lack of information would set off far too many alarm bells.
"No need for that, just some fake IDs that can get me a job or enroll at a huntsman academy." Edward answered, not too surprised by the confused looks that he got.
"Wait what?! Why wouldn't you want to find out your past?" If Yang would've been in the situation as her new friend, she definitely would have at least asked Junior to try and find out, not completely reject the offer.
"Look Xiao Long, sometimes the past is best left buried." Junior interjected. If the guy really did have an amnesia, the lack of wounds indicated that the amnesia was a coping mechanism of his mind to something so tragic that his mind decided to check out before the lateral shit-storm hit.
Of course, that would be the case, if he really did have amnesia, but he was a bit too...certain of some things to be an amnesiac. Now, that all could be racked up to arrogance, but even the way he moved and acted signaled Junior that this "amnesiac" knew a bit more than he let on.
But, it wasn't really his business to question why he wanted to pretend to have no memories, as long as he was willing to pay for fake IDs. He'd just put a search out for his personal records to sate his own curiosity.
"Regardless, making fake IDs will take some time, so I'll just call you on your Scroll to pick them up when they're ready." But, if the amnesia story was true, then probably the first thing he did was take a look at the contact info on his Scroll , and since he was here, the Scroll was probably empty.
Edward nodded, sticking his hand into the pocket of his hoodie, opened his [Inventory] there, and opened up his Scroll. There was no way in hell he was going to reveal his Gamer to someone who made a living from selling information to anyone with enough Lien to throw around.
Junior briefly furrowed his brow at the sight of the customized Scroll, dark grey with sage highlights, but ignored it as the two Scrolls registered one another.
"Anyway, if you don't have enough Lien to pay for the IDs, I could use someone of your skill." Junior suggested. The kid was stronger than any of his boys, so he'd be a huge help in keeping peace in the club. He wasn't going to get the kid involved in any of his shadier jobs, so he'd be working only at the club.
"And you could crash in one of the spare rooms." Junior added, attempting to sweeten the deal.
"Woah, hold up, he can crash at my place." Yang interjected. She wasn't about to leave someone with amnesia in the care of a local gang boss, especially someone who made deals with Roman Torchwick.
Besides, it wasn't like her dad would throw him out, as long as Edward didn't try any funny business with either her or Ruby. But he didn't look like the kind of guy who would try anything like that.
"Well, I wouldn't want to impose on you guys..." Despite what he said, Edward was more than happy about Yang's offer. Hell, he was fucking ecstatic , as that would make getting Ozpin's attention all the more easier, whether through Taiyang, Qrow or simply by helping Ruby stop Roman's little heist.
"Nah, Dad won't mind, as long as you won't try any funny business." Yang warned him. Seriously, her dad took the safety of her and Ruby like it was a matter of life and death, not that she minded, it was pretty sweet.
"A protective dad eh?" Edward asked, following Yang up the stairs. Not that he could blame their dad for being so overprotective. Losing both of his wives, one dead/possibly taken over by some evil entity(if some theories were to be believed), and the other one gone couldn't have had any positive effects on the man's psyche.
"Yeah, kinda." Yang shrugged, pulling out her Scroll, before dialing a certain number. Now that she was bringing an extra, shed have to call Ruby and tell her that she might be late in picking her up.
"Hey sis! Where are you?" Yang greeted as the call connected. She just hoped that Ruby wasn't at the other end of Vale.
#Hi Yang, I'm at Awe Arms, why?#
"I'm about to head back to Patch, and I'm bringing a friend along," Yang explained, smiling at the info. Awe Arms was near the docks, so Ruby shouldn't have any problem making it to the ferries in time.
#Uh-huh#
"but there isn't enough room on Bumblebee for both of you." she continued, her tone shifting to a apologetic one. She didn't want Ruby to feel like she was ditching her.
#Ah that's okay, I can make it to the ferry on my own.#
"Great, see you there!" Yang beamed, ending the call.
"Had to call your sister eh?" Edward asked as Yang handed him a spare helmet from Bumblebee's storage. He put the helmet into his inventory before dragging the helmet icon onto his character, causing the helmet to appear onto his head, re-sized to fit his head.
"Yeah, she'll be meeting us at the ferry. Now hold on tight." Edward nodded, awkwardly wrapping his hands around Yang's waist, holding on tightly as Yang gunned the engine of her bike, causing Edward to hold on tighter, unless he wanted to fall off.
AN: And that's all, I hope you liked the chapter, don't forget to review, tell me how you liked the story. Anyway, this was a lot of fun to write, and I did a neat little re-design of my original RWBY weapon, so yay. By the way, do you guys think that I portrayed Yang correctly? I'm not really good with puns that aren't dirty.
Alright, onto some stat explanations. HP is Level of the character times 10, plus half of VIT(2 points in VIT=1 HP). Aura is simply put, the 6 main stats + level times 10, as the explanation of aura is, and I quote: "Aura is the manifestation of one's soul in the RWBY universe, and can be used for a wide range of abilities. The specific abilities and their strengths differ from individual to individual and are dependent on a number of factors, such as EXPERIENCE, TRAINING, and innate skill" Now, I wasn't sure how to factor in the "innate skill part", so I left that out. And I was honestly having some trouble with deciding how to make Aura function as a Game Element, but since the show seems to treat is as a sort of a health bar, it counts as a secondary HP bar, that can also be used to fuel skills.
Also, before anyone starts complaining about "Edward's too OP" well, you are correct, but that's only because of his Stand, which even those who have unlocked their aura can only see as a faint outline, which could be mistaken for the air rippling from heat, or as a trick of the mind.
However, I do have an excuse for why Edward already has a RWBY weapon, and the Stand-Granting arrow in his inventory, I just can't tell you guys right now, since that would be spoiling the story, big time. And yes, I do have this story planned out, for the 3 volumes at the very least, and the timeskip between the end season 2 of the start of 3.
But that is not to say that I won't accept any suggestions.
Stand Files
Stand Entry_01: 3-D's Grace {Inspiration: 3 Days Grace}
User: Edward Smith
Destructive Power: B
Speed: B
Range: C
Durability: C
Precision: A
Potential: C
Abilities and Powers:
- Break: When the Stand's hand makes contact with something for more than 3 seconds, 3-D's Grace can start causing that something to start breaking apart, the speed of breaking down increasing with continued contact. If the target is touched only for 3 seconds, they will be branded with a mark that's visible only to people capable of seeing Stands, and will have 3 days to live until they rapidly age and turn to dust, unless the Stand user has the Stand stop its ability. This effect can also be stopped by cutting off the branded part of the target within the time limit. The user does not know when whether or not the "Break Mark" killed someone, but the Stand does.
- Superhuman Strength: 3-D's Grace is strong enough to break steel beams with a single punch. However, 3-D's Grace's strength may seem superhuman to normal people, to Huntsmen and Huntresses, the Stand's Strength might as well be C.
- Superhuman Speed: 3-D's Grace is fast enough to catch a bullet shot 3 meters away, and punch a multitude of bullets shot in rapid succession.
- Limited Sentience: 3-D's Grace is shown to have at least a limited amount of sentience, protecting its user without their say-so. 3-D's Grace is also capable and willing to hide information about itself from its user, if it means ensuring the user's safety.
- Life starts now: When the user is wounded, 3-D's Grace can reverse time on the user's body, healing their body. The current limit of this ability is 3 Minutes. However, once this ability is used, the user will have to wait use this ability again. The current cooldown is 3 weeks.
- World so Cold: Those targeted by this ability, maximum of living 2 targets, will freeze in time, as long as they are at most 3 Meters away from 3-D's Grace when this ability is activated. The "frozen" people can be moved by other people, but any attacks that would be inflicted upon them will take effect only after time resumes for the target. After time resumes for the target, they will be immune to this ability for the equal amount of time that they were frozen, the upper limit of this ability being 3 days.
Well, that was fun, wasn't it? So yeah, 3-D's Grace is pretty similar to your usual Joestar Stand, aside from Jonathan, Joseph, Holly and Jolyne, high Destructive power and Speed, and a time-based ability. But don't mistake the Destructive power as pure physical power, because if it was, then it would be C, 'cause 3-D's Grace is not what you'd call a big bruiser. No, the B comes from Break, since while you can run away and block physical attacks, but you can't block or run away from Time itself.
Also, yes, I know that Time-Manipulation is a standard ability to the Stands of major JoJo villains, but both Jotaro and Josuke have Stands with time-related abilities, and unlike the other ones, 3-D's Grace can't target a lot of people with its abilities, making it a more of a duelist Stand, meant for fighting against a single opponent, or 2 opponents at the same time.
And here's some more stats, but this time, it's about Semblances! Yes, even Semblances will have a Stat spread.
Semblance Files
Semblance Entry_01: The Gamer
User: Edward Smith
Destructive Power: Varies
Speed: S
Range: S
Precision: S
Developmental Potential: S
Abilities:
-Life is a game: The Gamer allows the user to live their life like a video game, a Role-Playing Game to be specific, complete with stats, skills and EXP. Objects that the Gamer encounters will have a brief description of them, but the description isn't perfect, if the Gamer himself doesn't know something about the item in question, the description will either have a mere hint about the unknown information or no mention or hint of the unknown information at all.
Semblance Entry_02: Kinetic Feedback
User: Yang Xiao Long
Destructive Power: C-S
Speed: E-S
Range: E
Durability: B
Precision: C
Potential: C
Abilities:
-Karma's a bitch, and so am I: Kinetic Feedback allows the user to increase their own power by the amount of damage the user has taken. However, this shouldn't be understood as the user becoming more durable, as Kinetic feedback merely ups the user's attack power as more damage is taken. And all that power won't mean anything if the user is unable to hit their opponent.
Semblance Entry_03: Quick Fix
User: Hei Xiong Junior
Destructive Power: E
Speed: D
Range: E
Durability: B
Precision: C
Potential: E
Abilities:
-First Aid: Quick Fix is able to heal minor injuries, and pump a small amount of adrenalin back into the user's body, allowing them to quickly rejoin the fight if need be.
So, how'd you like it? I was having some trouble deciding whether or not the Semblances would have the same kind of stats that Stands do, so I'm going to explain these Semblance Stats, right here, right now!
Destructive Power: Clean and simple, how much destructive power the Semblance in question has that it can use during a fight.
Speed: Now, this can either be how fast the Semblance makes the user, or how quickly it takes effect. A Semblance like Ruby's Speed scores and A, since her Semblance does make her very fast, but not Flash-levels of fast.
Range: Simple really, how far does the Semblance reach. Now, considering that most Semblance only work on the user's own body, or their immediate surrounding, most will score E-C rankings.
Durability: Either how durable the Semblance makes the user, or how durable the creations of the Semblance are.
Precision: I don't think this one requires all that much explanation. How precise the Semblance, or its effect is on average, or how accurate it makes the user while the Semblance is in effect. For example, Ruby's Speed, while active would score D, due to tunnel vision, while Pyrrha's or Emerald's would score about B.
Potential: This one is pretty simple, it's just how much potential the Semblance in question has, in what different ways it can be used. Now, Semblances like the Schnee family's glyphs would definitely score an A or S ranking, since with the right Glyphs, they can essentially copy other Semblances.
And yes I do think that Junior does have Huntsman training and a Semblance, since the man managed to survive a punch from a pissed off and charged-up Yang. Plus, I doubt that a club owner has anything resembling a warrant for a transforming weapon.
Also, as to why I started this story at the "Yellow" trailer instead of any others, well Y not?
Oh and here is Edward's current Stat screen:
Edward Smith LV: 10
EXP: 775/1000
Stand: 3-D's Grace
HP: 120
MP: 95/100
Aura: 207
STR: 11
INT: 27
VIT: 10
WIS: 28
DEX: 12
AGI: 10
Points: 27
Lien: 26100
Perks/Buffs/Debuffs:
Aura Unlocked: Your Aura has been unlocked, thus giving you limited protection from bullets.{Damage lower than your current Aura is deducted from your Aura, until it hits 0, then you will take damage normally.}
Anyway, tomorrow's my Birthday, so please, leave me lots of reviews, favorites and follows are optional, and who knows, maybe answer the little question I have at the bottom.
Question of the chapter: So, I've started watching Diamond is Unbreakable, started playing The 7th Stand User, and I was wondering; What would you guys think of me replacing the Quincy part of the DxD fic I was somewhat planning being replaced by the S-I getting a Stand?
And yes, I have already designed the Stand(And no, it isn't 3-D's Grace), with quite the amount of help from shadeblade10, (Loving his JoJo/RWBY crossover fanfic, and I recommend it.) and no, I'm not going to tell what it is, since that'd just spoil the surprise.
