A.N: Just to clarify, if you're one of the few wondering why I wrote Yang to be OP and beat the crap out of Lilly, who was in full power armor in that dreadful fight scene, it's because Ruby was in a state of danger and Yang is often seen as this overly-protective-fun-loving big sister in all the Fanfic's I've read.
So in keeping with that sort of look, I figured that it made sense. I do understand that Aura would have negated most of the damage done to her and that it takes a little bit of time for Yang to get worked up, and even then she still needs to take a few hits from an enemy to redirect that energy into her Semblance.
What I'm saying is, is that I would expect there to be some oversight on my part that I intend to correct in the rewrite of this when I finish it. (If I finish it)
Also, the wiki, which I frequent quite a bit, points out that Roman Torchwick makes his first appearance in the "Yellow" trailer, which some people, including myself, can infer that the trailer thusly takes place before the Ruby Rose episode.
But as I stated in the launch chapter for this Fic: I will be changing things for the sake of this story. So the first episode of RWBY will have taken place before the yellow trailer.
Anywho, now that that's all cleared up, do enjoy this filler of a chapter!
Hours earlier in the city of Vale…
Ruby stared with a blank expression as she watched the mysterious girl be wheeled off by the paramedics. Her silver eyed gaze followed them until they disappeared behind the sliding doors of the intensive care department.
She hadn't said a word since they'd arrived at the hospital and she continued to be silent as she sat and waited for Yang to finish filling out the paper work for the girl's admission.
As she waited, she saw all sorts of people come and go. Some walking with crutches and casts around their legs, limping towards the door. Others were forced to sit in wheelchairs, unable to walk at all. Ruby felt uneasy upon seeing so many injured and sick. Idly, rubbing her knees to ease away the discomfort in her legs. The young huntress in training couldn't imagine what it was like to be unable to walk while moving past so many that could.
Ruby's discomfort rose to another level when she saw a woman whose legs had been amputated. The stumps dangling off of the seat. At that moment Ruby stood and turned in a quick motion, heading straight for the door, opting to wait for Yang outside with Bumblebee than spend another minute in there.
As she walked, her unease faded and in its place mixed feelings began bubbling up within the young huntress. Feelings of anger, guilt and sadness. Once she'd reached the motorcycle she sat on the back seat and lost herself within her own thoughts.
On one hand Ruby had felt pity for the people in hospital. Even feeling some remorse over what she and her sister had done to the strange girl, being the ones who had put her in her current condition.
But after seeing those people without the ability to walk caused the young girl to feel an even greater deal of remorse over the fight. Maybe if they'd tried harder to sort things out by talking rather than fighting then things wouldn't have turned out the way they did. Heck, maybe they could've helped the girl with something instead of knocking her out cold and putting her in the hospital.
But on the other hand she felt unbelievably angry at the girl, as she had destroyed something very precious to her. Ruby had poured so much of herself into designing and building Crescent Rose that to see it so easily broken caused the tiny reaper to feel an ache inside her chest. One she doubted wouldn't go away for a long time.
The conflicting emotions inside her caused the young huntress to hold herself tighter. Her whole body Ruby felt numb, both from the cold of the night and from the loss of her weapon.
Did it really have to be like this? Ruby's doubt over if they'd done the right thing echoed in her mind. Couldn't we have done something? But then, they hadn't known that there was someone inside the mech. And it… she… had opened fire on two police officers. She'd broken the law! We did the right thing apprehending her!
The huntress in training shook her head and held it in her hands. Arguing with herself wasn't going to get her anywhere.
She heard the sound of sliding doors open and close, hearing the familiar thump of her sister's combat boots on the asphalt. Looking up, she saw Yang sauntering towards her, an exasperated look adorning her face. However, as she drew closer and closer, her expression changed to one of worry. Coming up and taking a seat beside her on the bike.
The two sat in the silence of the night, neither of them knowing what to say about the events that had transpired. For a while they just sat there, listening to the sounds of the city around them. From the sound of cars going by and the electronic trains moving along their tracks, to the music of the Night District booming loudly in the distance.
Yang tried to strike up a conversation, giving a fake cough into her hand, "Some night, huh?" she began awkwardly, "Almost wish they were always this exciting."
Ruby didn't say anything, keeping herself content by simply staring at the sidewalk whilst keeping her hands gripped on her elbows. She felt like crying but no tears came. Through it all she appreciated her sister's attempt at getting her to open up, even if she didn't feel like doing so.
She felt Yang place a hand on her shoulder and shake her gently, "Ruby, are you alright?" the answer to her question must've been plain to see, but Ruby knew that her step-sister would rather have her talk about what was wrong rather than try to pry it out of her. It was the same method their father had used when Summer had been killed.
Her crestfallen sister didn't answer, still staring at nothing in silence. The brawler knew that losing her weapon would affect her but for it to be to this extent…
With only one last trick up her sleeve, Yang hoped that this last attempt would get her out of this stupor, "Let's rebuild her," Yang played her trump card. Looking away from Ruby and dragging a gloved hand through her long hair in an attempt to make herself appear busy. "I'm sure you must've had some idea's you wanted to add."
Ruby stared at the back of her sister's head in horror. You couldn't just rebuild someone! That wasn't how people worked, at least Ruby was sure that wasn't how. Biology hadn't been her best class. The thought of turning the girl who was in intensive care into a robotic amalgamation terrified the tiny reaper.
Yang finally looked back at her and met her silver eyed gaze, seeing the horrified look Ruby was giving her.
"What?" she asked with the confused tone she always had when she wasn't in on something. "Was it something I said?"
"I'm pretty sure that's not how people work Yang," Ruby shook her head at her sister, trying not to gag. "That girl will be in there for…"
Realization dawned on the blonde's face, "I meant Crescent Rose!" she yelled. Reaching out and grabbing Ruby and holding her in a headlock. A hand poised over her head getting ready to deliver a painful noogie.
The two abruptly stopped when they both felt a buzz from their scrolls. The sisters separated and shared a puzzled look, wondering who could be messaging them. They pulled out their communication devices and opened the message. Both of their expressions changing to one of surprise and shock when they saw just who had messaged them.
See me at this location immediately.
-O.
Yang gulped the lump in her throat and glanced at Ruby, who seemed to be just as worried, maybe even more so as the young huntress seemed to be shivering in her place. The small moment of joy they shared dashed away by reality. The blonde desperately wanted to reach out and comfort her sister but instead she stood and straddled the motorcycle. Securing her helmet in place and handing Ruby the spare she had. After she'd secured her own, she gave the blonde a shaky nod. The two set off in a flash, Bumblebee kicking up a cloud of dust in the parking lot as they sped off for the location Ozpin wanted to see them.
Yang tried her best to focus on the thrill of the ride. Even though the worry for her sister still hung in the back of her mind, the brawler couldn't help but enjoy the sensation of the wind swirling around her body and through her hair as they weaved around and through traffic. Receiving honks from angry drivers as they zoomed by.
While her sister kept her attention on the road, Ruby watched the lights go whizzing past them. For some odd reason she enjoyed the sensation of the night air flowing around her. It felt just like when she used her semblance to increase her own speed, though without the tiring affects from doing so.
Usually Ruby was apprehensive when she rode with her sister on her near-death-experience-of-a-motorbike, as the brawler had little to no regard for traffic laws and safety. But tonight it felt different. She didn't feel any of the fear she usually felt, and the feeling of the wind whipping around felt pleasant. The tiny reaper took a deep breath and closed her eyes, the speed of the bike gave her a sense of calm and for a moment she forgot about everything that had happened tonight.
The illusion was shattered when the bike came to a sudden stop. Ruby's body was thrown forward by the force and she slammed into her sisters back. The blonde didn't seem to notice as she sat back, removed her helmet and left it hanging on one of the handles before standing up and dusting herself off.
The young huntress took a second to collect herself and did the same a moment later. Soon both of them stood in front of somewhat odd looking building.
It was built with the old fashioned brick by brick build up, something that Vale had abandoned years ago. Vines grew up all along the walls, adding an interesting design to the already strange architecture. It would have looked rather plain if it weren't for the various types of flowers that bloomed on them, adding a more colorful appearance to the walls than what they were originally.
A dust fuelled lamp illuminated the front door, giving the entrance an ominous glow. From where they stood outside the two sisters could see the interior was dimly lit by way of window.
Yang turned to Ruby, "What d'ya think of this place?" she asked with a hint of amusement.
The tiny reaper honestly didn't know what to think, having seen nothing but the usual modern architecture of Vale for most of her life. Even their own home had been built using modern means. To see something that looked so old felt strange to her, classy as a side note, but still strange.
Now that she looked around, Ruby found them to be standing in a part of Vale she'd never been to before. Trees surrounded them on all sides, only clearing a way for the road which was made of cobblestone, not the normal asphalt that the city used to pave its roads. To her left Ruby could just about see the lights of Vale glowing over the tree line.
"I think it's kinda nice. If not a little creepy," Ruby said with a shrug. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Yang give her own shrug and walk towards the door, Ruby trailing behind her.
The brawler stopped short of the steps and pinched her chin in thought, "Why would Ozpin call us all the way out here?" she asked no one in particular. The blonde tried in a vain attempt to come up with a reason as to why the head master of one of the most prestigious schools in Remnant would bring them to one of the oldest looking houses she'd ever seen.
"Maybe he's just-", before Ruby could finish her response the door to the house creaked open slowly. The two girls froze in place and didn't move an inch as they watched the door open all the way, revealing the silhouette of a person standing in the doorway. The shadow loomed in its place for a few moments, not moving even an inch. The two huntresses in training were unnerved by the unmoving figure and began to slowly back away from the stairs towards the bike.
Ruby had positioned herself behind Yang, who'd activated her gauntlets as they moved backwards. The tiny reaper peaked out from behind her sister's shoulder to see the shadow move, finally stepping out into the light for them to see.
The person who'd caused them to nearly soil themselves was none other than Glynda Goodwitch herself, Professor Ozpin's loyal secretary and one of the best huntress's in the kingdom of Vale. Known for her skill in combat and her competency in training new huntresses and hunters.
The older huntress had her eyes narrowed into a pointed stare. Clearly unamused. She beckoned the two girls to follow her into the house. "It would be rude to keep him waiting for much longer," she said with a dry tone before turning sharply on her heel and disappearing inside the house.
The two girls gulped in air, feeling their hearts beating a mile a minute. They shared a worried look with each other prior to ascending the steps and entering the house.
Once inside, the warmth of the home enveloped them. It felt comfortable compared to the chilling night air they'd just stepped out of. They inhaled the warm atmosphere, detecting the faint scent of coffee which relaxed them further. They were in the right place.
From a room to their left came the familiar voice that the two knew well, "Come in, Miss Rose, Miss Xiao Long," Ozpin's somber tone beckoned them into a rather normal sized kitchen, illuminated by an overhead lamp. The headmaster sat calmly at the table, dressed in his regular green suit and sipping from the mug that he never seemed to put down when in the presence of his students or his peers. His cane leaned against the table within arm's reach and Professor Goodwitch stood silently in the shadows behind him, watching the two girls like a Nevermore observing its prey.
He gave them a warm smile after they were done looking around, "Take a seat, please," he gestured to the two seats in front of him.
Hesitantly, the two girls sat. Sitting across from the man who ran the school they wished to attend filled them with a sense of nervousness, even with the calming effect of the old house. Ruby fidgeted in her spot while Yang restlessly tapped a finger on her thigh. Why they had been called here and what the headmaster wanted to discuss with them was a mystery.
Ruby couldn't shake the feeling that she had gone through this before sitting as calmly as she could why trying not to make eye contact with the professor behind the headmaster. Meanwhile Yang felt the creeping suspicion that they were going to be interrogated or receive a suspension from their admission into the academy. Her small bout of paranoia didn't help her nerves and the tempo of her finger tapping increased.
After taking a drawn out sip from his mug, Ozpin finally spoke, "You two can relax. You're not in any trouble."
The two visibly relaxed after that. Both giving audible sighs. Ruby slumped into her seat before correcting herself and sitting upright with her hands in her lap and Yang placed her elbows on the table leaning forward and waiting for him to speak. The headmaster appreciated that they attempted to keep themselves semi-formal while in his presence. It wasn't necessary, but the gesture made him smile none-the-less.
He cleared his throat and began, "Do you know why I called you here?" he asked. Both gave the answer he expected them to, shaking their heads. He gave them a curt nod and pulled out his scroll, holding the device out in front of them and playing the footage of them fighting the mech from earlier. He watched their reactions as the events replayed before them. He saw Ruby cringe and shrink into her seat at the part when her weapon was destroyed and Yang balled her hands into fists, clenching her jaw. The blonde finally adverted her eyes to her hands in shame when the recording of her began beating on the mech. Finally the video came to a stop, Ozpin having paused it on a close up of the girl they'd fought. Her face beaten and bloodied.
Taking another sip of his coffee he asked them, "Do you know who she is?" The sisters both shook their heads again. He gave a quiet hmm as he shifted the scroll in his hands so it faced him. He stared at the still frame of the unknown girl, thinking. A part of him didn't want to divulge the fact that they had no known information on who this girl was or where she came from. And after everything that had happened in the past two days, what with Ruby being involved in an attempted robbery and Yang participating in a bar brawl, he was even more apprehensive about getting them involved with anything. Especially something like this.
Still… they'd had more interaction with the girl than anyone else, even if it was in just a fight. They'd even gone out of their way to bring her to a hospital once she'd been laid out. That connection was there and Ozpin hopped she would feel somewhat indebted to them and not do something unethical when she woke up. It was a risk but it was a risk he was willing to take if it meant they could learn more about this mysterious stranger.
Deciding, Ozpin laid gave them two options, "I want you to watch over this girl. Both of you have a connection to her now. Something I am hoping you'll be willing to use in this investigation you two will be conducting. Of course, you will still be attending Beacon if you do agree." He paused and took a sip from his mug before continuing, "And of course you can decline if you so wish, as you have no obligation to agree whatsoever."
The sisters gaped at him. Yang's complexion turned a shade whiter and she looked like she was about to punch a hole through the table. Her eyes flickering crimson. Ruby's eyes were wide and the young girl nearly slid off her chair to hide under said table. Their discontent was understandable given the circumstances, however Ozpin needed them to agree to this. If not than things could go wrong very quickly when this girl woke up.
Yang spoke up first, "Excuse me but why us? I'm sure you have people who are bettered suited at dealing with things like this than two uninitiated huntresses in training?" she did her best at keeping her tone as even as possible when she spoke to the headmaster. However her outrage was plain to see for the older man.
Ozpin set his mug aside and gave her an even stare. "I am asking because you two have had more interaction with her than anyone else, even if it was just in a fight. Because of this, I strongly believe that you two would be well suited for the task of… befriending, our strange visitor. And because you have already faced someone who can do this," he tapped on his scroll and showed them the footage of the girl changing her weapon. The pistol she'd had prior to their fight disappearing in a flash of white light and the axe she'd used taking its place.
Neither of them said anything.
Yang slammed her fist down on the table and began arguing with Ozpin, the temperature in the room rising a few degrees. Ruby shifted her gaze to stare at nothing but the table. The argument fading into background noise as she thought over the consequences if they let someone who could change weapons at a moment's notice walk away. The thought of seeing that girl again, not only in her current state but also having to befriend her when she woke up left the tiny reaper with a familiar hollow feeling in her chest.
But Ozpin had been kind to her. Bumping her up a year so she could go to Beacon with her sister. By all accounts she owed him this.
Giving a rather audible sigh Ruby looked up at the older man, "We'll do it," she stated, cutting through the noise of the argument her sister and the headmaster had been having. Both Yang and Ozpin looked at her with raised eyebrows as she hadn't said anything since the two of them had sat down.
Yang tried to dissuade her, "Ruby we don't have to. We can just leave this whole mess behind and-"
The young huntress raised a hand and cut her sister off before she could protest any further. "I owe him for getting me into Beacon," Ruby tried her best to keep the resignation out of her voice as she looked down at the table a moment then back at Ozpin. "We'll get to know this girl and find out who she is," she cemented the agreement with a nod. She felt somewhat confident that she could manage this task. The hollow feeling from earlier still ached in her chest but Ruby did her best to ignore it and focus on preparing for the task ahead.
The headmaster gave her a small smile of appreciation, "I'm glad we could come to an agreement." Ozpin took his cane in one hand and his mug in the other and stood slowly, gesturing for the two to do so as well. He guided them to the door and wished them well in the task he'd set before them.
"I hope to see the results of your efforts soon, Miss Rose."
The young girl gave him a small nod before trotting down the steps and joining her sister on the bike.
With the two of them gone, Ozpin's shoulders sagged a little, letting a small sigh escape his lips prior to turning to his associate. "I believe you have something to say, Miss Goodwitch?"
The troubled look on her face said enough. Closing his eyes, the old hunter prepared himself for the onslaught that he was sure she had ready for him.
"Is it really such a good idea to get those two involved with this? We know nothing about who this girl is and what she's capable of. What if those two get hurt?" she began.
Ozpin gave the witch a small smile, "I wouldn't have set them on the task if I didn't believe they were incapable of handling themselves," He stated. Glynda gave him a scowl that was as fierce as a Beowulf's snarl.
"It feels reckless," she shook her head at him, "You've already brought that Rose girl into Beacon ahead of the other students from Signal. Now you're putting not only her but her sister into a precarious situation when they haven't even been initiated yet. Not to mention what that girl did to her weapon earlier tonight. Interacting with her could have a negative effect on Miss Rose's-."
"That's enough, Glynda," Ozpin cut the older huntress off in the middle of her tirade. The older huntress fell silent, adverting her eyes to the floor. The headmaster sighed and turned his gaze out a nearby window, staring up at Remnants shattered moon. He only ever did things he felt were in the best interest for the people of Vale or the students of his academy. If he hadn't put Ruby and her sister to the task of learning who this stranger was and instead put another team on it, well, who knew what might've happened?
He knew Glynda was staring at him with that learned look she always gave him when he did something reckless. He knew she had more to say but given how things were, she stayed silent. Simply giving him a tired shrug and walking to the door and leaving him in his solitude.
He heard the door click closed behind him and the old hunter breathed another heavy sigh. Seemed he was doing that more and more these days. He didn't move from his spot by the window, content to stand by the window and admire the evening sky, illuminated by their broken moon.
A peculiar feeling settled in his chest. A sense that things were going to become more interesting than they were now.
He'd just have to wait and see what happened.
In the village of Talon…
Cole breathed in and out, clenching his teeth as he raised his left arm. His body screamed for him to stop but he ignored its protests. His Pip-Boy had thankfully been left on his arm and uncovered by the bandages his saviors had bound him in. Though the wrist mounted computer had been left alone, it was badly damaged. The screen had a massive crack through it and every now and then it would flicker. The casing around the hardware was burnt to a crisp, reveling the circuitry underneath.
"Can drop a bomb on it and I'm it would still work," Stanly's words came crawling out from a corner of his mind. "Guess they didn't plan on it surviving being thrown into an incinerating teleporter, huh?"
He switched to the item's section and scrolled to the aid section. Once he'd found what he was looking for, he materialized a shot of MED-X and a bottle of irradiated water.
Taking the needle in one hand, he pulled a bandage on his arm up a bit, seeing that the skin had closed somewhat but still kept that blackish color. Perhaps his burns were worse than what Joshua had gone through, though Cole didn't feel like he'd been through down into a giant ass pit while on fire.
He felt around for the pulse of a vain finding one just barely. Taking a deep breath, he stuck the needle into the vain and pushed down on the plunger.
Pain soared up through his arm and screamed inside his head. The agony from it caused him to hear a ringing in his ears and he did his best to keep himself from screaming out. The corner of his vision darkened and he did his best to fight off unconsciousness.
Once the syringe was empty, he pulled off the bandage over his mouth and downed the entire bottle in one go. The liquid burned just as bad as a shot whisky and tasted twice as awful. Even so, he could feel the Rads start to fix his body. The radiation beginning to kill off old cells and remake new ones.
"Thank you Moira for you and your fucked up experiment," he thought absently through the pain. If it hadn't been for the slightly crazed inventor, Cole doubted he would have survived as long as he had in wastes. Thanks to her, dying from radiation poisoning was now nearly impossible, and like a ghoul the radiation healed him. Only causing a bit of "discomfort" as it did so.
The brunt wastelander tried to relax into the bed, waiting. The pain eventually dragged him back into unconsciousness and he dreamed a dreamless sleep.
When he awoke, it was morning outside. The sun peaked through his blinds and the sounds from the village filtered into his room. Shifting around a bit, he pulled off one of the bandages on his arms and found the skin to healed. The burns having faded away completely in his sleep. Sitting up, he felt a dull ache in his limbs. A regular side effect from healing so much damaged tissue in such a short time. Standing slowly, Cole steadied himself on the night stand feeling his legs shake from the sudden weight. Aside from that everything felt fine.
Once he was sure that he could stand without falling on his ass, he tore the bandages from his body and felt a sense of satisfaction upon seeing his body healed. His muscles the way they'd been before the accident. He rubbed a hand over his head to find it bare, his hair not being one of the things to come back. He stretched and pulled on his limbs, making sure everything was working the way it should. Cracks and pops sounded from his arms and legs, causing him to wince from the ache they left behind.
Bring up his Pip-Boy, he materialized the stealth suit MKIII that Lilly had made for him long ago; bringing out an old trench coat to wear over it. Content with his appearance, the formerly burnt wastelander walked out the door and into the hallway. The walls were made from a white colored stone and the wooden floorboards creaked under his weight, forcing him to step lightly.
Listening for a moment, Cole heard the faint sound of running water in the distance. Decidedly, he went in its direction and eventually found himself standing in a decently made up kitchen. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the Veronica doppelganger filling a bucket with water from the tap. The wastelander decided to ignore her in favor of studying the photographs on the walls, which covered with pictures and other memorabilia from the houses residents; their lives captured forever within the still frames.
Cole rubbed his chest as he felt a dull ache rise in his heart. The only picture he and his family had ever taken was when Dean had been given a BB gun for his fifteenth birthday and their Dad had taken them down to the makeshift shooting range that he and Jonas had built. The three had gathered around their father and all smiled proudly after Dean had killed a Radroach.
A clang from behind him startled him out of the memory and he turned to see the doppelganger staring at him with wide eyes. After a moment of silence passed between them, the doppelganger running back to the counter and pulling out a knife from a drawer.
He stared at her with a blank expression, "I wouldn't say that's a very polite way to greet someone whose wounds you were attending to," he joked halfheartedly.
She glared at him, clearly unamused. "Who are you?" she pointed the knife at him, "And don't lie to me."
Cole held up his hands and gave her a disarming smile. "I'm your patient," he answered.
Her glare intensified, "I said don't lie to me!" she took a step toward him and stopped abruptly. "What's on your wrist?" she pointed the knife at the arm that held his Pip-Boy.
Cole frowned at her inquiry and showed her the damaged device. Her once confused expression changed to one of realization.
She stared at him with wide eyes, "So you were telling the truth… But… how are you up so soon? Your burns should have left you bedridden for months, even with Aura healing." Her tone was shaky and Cole did his best to defuse the situation before things could escalate again. Giving her a smile that could charm a Mole rat. He should know, he's done it once. He kept his hands raised and kept good distance from her, the last thing he wanted was to aggravate her into trying to gut him and then going out to the rest of the village proclaiming that there was a strange man in her house. The usually never went over well.
"Let's just say I heal pretty fast under the conditions," He affirmed, "Not that I don't appreciate what you and your husband have done for me."
The doppelganger continued to stare at him, her eyes conveyed her suspicions of seeing him up so soon. From what she'd found when she was treating him, the man had no aura what-so-ever. She had figured because of that he would be bedridden for a longer period of time, maybe even a year given the state he was in. For him to heal so quickly and to see him up and walking was… well…
"What-did-you-do-and-how-did-you-do-it?" she blurted out way too fast for either of them to understand. If this man had some way of healing so quickly then maybe they could use it on people who needed help.
Cole's brow furrowed in confusion, shaking his head he said, "It's… kinda long story. One I'm sure you wouldn't believe even if I told you. And sadly, I don't have the time to tell it," he scratched the back of his bald head while taking a moment to collect himself, "Now I know this may seem kinda strange and obvious, but I'm not really from around here and could do with some help… again." He gave her a sheepish smile in hopes that she'd be willing to help him some more.
For a minute he was sure she was about to throw him out. But slowly and surely the knife in her hands lowered until it rested on the counter top.
Her brown eyes returned to looking into his greys and she spoke, "I'll help you, but you gotta tell me how you healed so fast. Feel free to sit at the table here and wait while I clean this mess up, then we can talk," her eyes never left his when she spoke, a trait that her counterpart hadn't shared. Unlike the Veronica he knew, this one looked him in the eye without a trace of nervousness and did mumble when she spoke.
"It's a deal," Cole inclined his head to her in thanks and moved to sit at the wooden table. Sitting on a wooden chair which creaked under his weight, causing him to shift uncomfortably till he found the right spot.
The girl came around minutes later and sat opposite of him, the knife poorly concealed against her forearm. He folded his hands neatly in front of him, a polite gesture he'd learnt while dealing with the various factions of the Mojave. He studied her again for a brief moment, still somewhat bewilder at how the girl in front of him looked so much like the former BoS scribe that he'd traveled with, but he didn't say a word about it.
"I don't think we've been formally introduced," He started. Swallowing the lump in his throat as he held out a gloved hand, "my name's Cole."
She reached out and took his hand, the small appendage squeezing his hand with surprising strength. "Amelia," she said with an even tone, "Amelia Santangelo."
Cole slightly stiffened at her last name but kept silent, "A pleasure, Miss Santangelo." He let go of her hand and resumed his position.
"Likewise Mister Cole. Now, you were going to tell me how you could heal yourself so fast?"
He tipped his head to her, "That I was, Miss Santangelo. You might want to get comfortable as this will take a while."
A.N: I hope that wasn't too boring. People seem to be really interested in this Fic and I would hate to let them down. Next chapter: Cole will begin heading towards Vale, possibly meeting a new friend? And Ruby will rebuild Crescent Rose whilst preparing for initiation.
Anywho, let me know what you guys thought of Ozpin. I do know we don't see him have a house so I'd just like to clarify that it's a safe house, not his actual place.
Also, I am gonna tell you guys straight up, I'm fifty-fifty on giving Ruby a new type of scythe or not. I've already added fuel to the flame by breaking the first one so I'm deciding on whether or not to do it.
Lemme know what you guys think and I'll see you in, say, a few weeks at best?
