RWBY and the Third Street Saints

Chapter 02: First Impressions of the Boss

"Boss, they're ready for you now."

I slowly sat up from my slouched position in front of the television and looked over my shoulder at Shaundi. She was still wearing her experimental suit, consisted of a skin-tight tank-top and leggings, aiding in enhancing her feminine qualities. Her boots also looked like they hugged her feet and she wore finger-less gloves and a fleur-de-lis necklace. Her simple outfit was both attractive and unique, myself never seeing it anywhere else. I was almost sad she was older than me...

"Thank you, Shaundi. If you could clear everyone from the room for me, which would be greatly appreciated."

"Alright, Boss. Consider it done."

She turned to leave to carry out her passively placed order and I stopped her for a moment longer.

"Oh, yeah, Shaundi?"

She turned back to me to listen to my next question, fully attentive as she had been for years.

"Yes?"

I pointed towards my room, referencing to what I had inside.

"Do you think I still need to wear those ridiculous clothes?"

She put her thumb under her chin for a moment, thinking about what possible situations could occur in the makeshift interrogation room that we made out of the storage floor directly under the penthouse. She was always good at analyzing multiple situations, though I usually had to press her for situations that weren't favorable to her. I was hoping she hadn't held onto the grudge from the day before.

"Yeah, you're going to need it. They look like they can't do much without their weapons but I don't trust the blonde one. The strength she holds shows signs of the source of power coming from her physical self. She may not have to rely on just her gauntlets for she may be using nothing but raw power."

I stood and stretched out, making sure to get the kinks out of my back and shoulders.

"Fine then. I'll be sure to put it on before I head down. Anything else I need to know?"

"Oh yeah, we don't know why, but the girl wearing mostly black refused to let us remove her bow. We didn't know what it was about, but it isn't rigged so we just left it."

"Interesting... I'll be down in a moment."

She nodded and walked off quickly to remove the other Saints from the room.

I walked upstairs to my room, grabbing the suit in its newest appearance. Turns out, I could program what I wanted it to look like the whole time and I spent all of yesterday afternoon making this thing look less cosplay and more presentable. Thinking I'd be using a lot of different weapons now, I made it look like a trench coat, thereby not limiting my appearance to a specific weapon. I thought it was a good idea at the time. Of course, not having any of the bigger weapons I owned put me at a slight disadvantage, but I figured I could use my two pistols to even the odds if it ever came to it.

As of now, I was wearing a white t-shirt and jeans along with some black sneakers. My wrists were wrapped in black bandages, due to a precaution for any stress I may encounter that would be focused on my wrists, and the trench coat was black and hugged me comfortably instead of baggy, extending down as far as under my knees. I ditched the hood, but all in all, I'd say this was a more than decent trade.

I made my way to the makeshift interrogation room and shut the metal door we installed some time ago behind me. I walked over to the lighted part of the room and against the wall were the four girls strapped down in chairs, and fully awake. They stared at me as I walked over, not sure how to take my presence here and determining whether or not my intentions were bad.

"Is this how you get off you sick freak?!" Yelled the one clothed in red. I shook my head instinctively. Then again, she was the most childish among them, being the youngest and all.

"I apologize for the inconvenience this must have put you all in, but this is the safest way to have a conversation with you, no matter how uncomfortable you may be feeling right now." I took up a chair in front of the four of them and faced it towards me, planting my foot on the seat of it. I was finally in the light of the room and, realizing now that I wasn't covering my face, they could see who I was and recognize me instantly.

"Hey, you're that kid from yesterday. Who do you think you are? Kidnapping us and restraining us in your basement! This is unacceptable!" said the white one.

"Great to know that you have the prissy bitch attitude down. Either you're rich and have a superiority complex, or you were rich and are trying to keep up those looks," I said, irritated I brought HER kind into my penthouse.

"Hey! You can't go around verbally abusing my friend!" said the yellow one.

"What? Do you want me to insult you instead? Don't worry, I have plenty to go around if you're wondering. "Anyway, I don't think we should continue as is," I said, shaking my head to emphasize my point, "It's counterproductive. So I think I'll go first. I'm the Boss. You girls may call me Boss."

"Boss? That can't be your real name," stated the black one.

"Well, I'm sorry to be hiding things from you, but in my line of work, I can't have my name being thrown around like dirty money."

"Oh? And what exactly do you do?" the white one asked again.

"Let's see... I murder my opponents, expand on illegal operations around Steelport here, and basically hold my public view as a menace to society and, occasionally, a hero."

"Wait, how are you both a menace to society and a hero?" the red one spoke up, refusing to be neglected in this conversation.

"When the interests of the city and the interests of my vendetta line up, well... you don't need me to explain the rest."

The girls seemed to become more cautious after I said that, but the yellow one still tried to brighten up the situation.

"How about I trade you your name for a kiss? It's the least you could do for capturing us as the wanted criminal you surely are," the yellow one stated, and quite flirtatiously at that. I smelt a trap and I wasn't going to carelessly walk into it.

"Are you sure you want to get into that sort of deal with me in your current condition? No matter how tempting that deal may be, no matter how you look at it, it'll be considered sexual assault..."

They all looked at me wide-eyed for a moment, the yellow one most of all.

"Wow, so this is what it feels like to be rejected. I think I know how a certain blonde friend of ours feels now…"

"Of course, if you were not in your current situation, I would more than happily oblige."

She looked up again, a playful fire in her eyes, "Then why don't you get me out of this chair then?"

I smirked at that comment. "I would, but I don't want to be hit as soon as I get close and you break out of that chair. So, I have a better idea in mind, if you'll quell that violent urge long enough to listen."

"Fine, I'll hear you out," she said, deciding to take a more serious approach to this matter. I mentally thank her for that act of maturity, knowing that the way this team acted, the most mature one, no make that serious one, was the black one. She didn't seem that interested in anything around her though, what with the leader of a dangerous gang with unlimited money and resources standing directly before her. Maybe she was weird like that...

"Before you guys arrived, this city was actually pretty damn peaceful. Sure, I commit the occasional crime from time to time, but that doesn't make me a bad guy. This city was actually quite content from day to day, and I don't bother you guy's world because I am still not finished it this one. That, and, why go to a bigger mass of land when this one is much easier to look over. Anyway, before you guys showed up, I was dealing with this new group of assholes that decided to make a violent and surprise visit to my dear city. They took over half my city, and now they're robbing this city of everything it is worth and taking away from me in the process. And I hate it when things get taken from me..."

The girls looked at me in interest, and since they hadn't interrupted me yet, I continued.

"And so, I'm going to either have you help me kick these guys out of my city or I'll keep you restrained in this here basement until I have the time and resources to deal with you. Even though I can be quite... criminally inclined... at times, you may want to help me out on this one. I mean, it's either that or rot in this basement, and I'm pretty sure you guys will run into a problem eventually..."

"A problem? What problem could we possibly run into here?" the yellow one asked, not believing there'd be any problem for them down here, well, except maybe hunger, but I wouldn't be that cold to them.

"Just wait for it..." I said.

A few moments had passed and the girl in red bowed her head as she spoke.

"... I have to go to the bathroom..."

They looked at me and I looked back, refusing to move even in the slightest.

"Well? Aren't you going to let her out to go to the bathroom?" the white one asked, a subtle hint of chastisement in there. I smiled back in the kindest, yet heartless, way I could muster.

"What ever are you talking about? I don't let prisoners out for bathroom breaks."

They all simultaneously gasped, almost earning a smile out of me.

"All right, all right, we'll help you! You have our word. Just get me out of here and point me to the bathroom!" the red one said.

"They can't really go against me if they're leader said they'll help. After all, her word is absolute," I thought, not really concerned with her bathroom needs, but still requiring their strength in my fight. It'd make things easier in the long run.

"Very well, you've all been recruited to my cause. After all, your leader has said so. If you go upstairs after I untie you, the room you claim will be yours. Tell Shaundi, the lady you've fought, to clear the penthouse per my orders and make yourselves at home. I'm not risking anyone's lives if any of you decide to go berserk."

I untied them one-by-one. The red one running upstairs with blinding speed when I freed her, the white one shrugging me off as I let her go, the black one just walked off as if she could the whole time, and the yellow one looked me in the eyes for a moment, I assume trying to assert herself as a prime threat before following her friends. I smirked to myself. Not only did this keep them from attacking me, but this also helped me get my city back sooner. I immediately teleported to my room, ignoring all of my responsibilities, and decided to relax and plan how to quickly reclaim this city.

A Couple of Hours Later…

I sat in the nook of the window in my room, looking out over the city. I saw smoke rising up over the city and clutched my fists. They were wrecking my city and I was unable to stand against it at the moment. Even if I found them, I had no idea where they were based. It would take a lot of energy that I just didn't have to shut their operations down for good. Or at least, I didn't have the means to get rid of them at the moment...

The girls all came up and crashed into my room as I thought to myself with their weapons in hand which meant that Gat and Shaundi are out of the penthouse. That's just great…

"Oh fuck me…" I thought to myself as my muscles tensed and prepared to retaliate.

"All right, we need to talk," The red one commanded, and I decided to simply comply to save time.

"Fine. I'm all ears. What do you propose?" I asked. I know we already made a deal before now, but I felt that maybe I should give them whatever they wanted as incentive. I needed them as deep in my pocket as possible.

They all huddled together and talked amongst themselves for a moment, my being obviously not their top priority.

"We have a couple of conditions," the red one said again, a little too enthused to find believable.

"One condition," the white one said.

"You have to come back to beacon academy with us when we leave…" the black one said.

"And we have to learn about you as we see fit." The yellow one ended.

"And so you won't be confused as we live throughout this penthouse, I'm Ruby." The red one, er, Ruby, said.

"I'm Weiss Schnee. But everyone calls me Weiss." The girl with white hair said.

"I'm Blake. And everyone calls her Ice Queen actually."

While a small argument erupted in the background the oldest looking girl crossed her arms and evilly smirked, "I'm Yang. And I have a feeling you'll be seeing a lot more of me in the near future. And it's not going to be the nice side of me..." she said with as much killing intent as she could call forth, I just shrugged it off, knowing that if it came down to it, I would get rid of her.

As they left, Ruby turned around, adding, "The house rules will come tomorrow!" before they all retired to their rooms.

Ruby.

Weiss.

Blake.

Yang.

The names of the four girls that would either become a great asset to me, or a big pain in the ass. I guess I'd figure out with time because any more intruding in their lives today would not speak well of me later on.

I shook my head and looked out the window, "What did I just impose upon myself today…?"