A.N. Wow, I have not posted in quite some time...blame my beta...And myself. I'm going to try and update every Friday, but don't hold me to that.

START OF CHAPTER THREE


Later that night...

I roamed the halls of Sanctuary, my slippered feet meeting the carpet with each step. I was restless, sleep having left me abandoned long ago.

The tracks below soothed me to sleep...

I shivered and closed my eyes.

X-A-S? What did that mean?

I doubt I could forget.

The top of the train car was torn off by a giant clawed hand...

The feeling of loss, that I was alone, was so much greater after that day.

"Enough," I growled, my hands clenched and shaking.

A rush of memories-

"I said ENOUGH!" I bashed my hand into the wall, punching through it and the other side. Breathing slowly I retracted my hand, the wall mending as it left. "This is getting out of control..."

"What is?" I looked up, the massive white form leaning against the wall with a smug smile on its not-face.

"Sinderra." I muttered in a greeting, leaning against him. "You know what's bothering me. You're literally in my head."

"Indeed I am. Yet those memories are going to stick around if you let them." The 14 foot tall figure said.

"So what do you propose? Erasing them?"

"Not so much erase. More like...embrace."

"You want me to...embrace one of the worst memories in my head. Are you fucking serious?"

"Would I lie to you?"

"...dammit. I hate it when you're right."

"Good. Or else we might get along." We both shivered in mock disgust at that.

"Thank you, Your Highness." I remarked, not looking behind me at the positively furious former king.

"If you weren't already dead I'd most certainly kill you now."

"In your dreams, old man, in your dreams." I retorted, dredging up the forsaken memory. Maybe he was right. Maybe I should embrace the- Noooooope! Fuck. That. Noise.

"I really don't need this right now." I muttered, rubbing my temples.

I shook my head clear of ghosts, walking down the hall and knocking on Petunia's door. A few choice words were muttered before the door opened, revealing a disheveled and grumpy Claudette.

"Xeñoirê, you better have a damn good reason for waking me up in the middle of the night." She growled, glaring at me. I smiled in return.

"Nope." I quipped, slamming the door in her face. An angry shout was heard soon after I left, taking a right down the hall and opening the door to the stasis chamber room. I sighed, opening the door and walking inside the chamber, taking the sleeping girls in my arms and leaving the chamber. Taking their clothes, I nodded to Kiari as she patiently waited for me to leave, entering the chamber once I left.

Quietly walking down the hall, I made it a point to not jostle the girls too badly and wake them. Reaching Olivia's room, I strode over to the bed, placing the two in it and pulling the sheets over them. I smiled, leaning down and kissing my god daughter's forehead.

"H-Hey Xeñoirê...thanks." Olly murmured, her eyes still closed as she snuggled closer to Pandora.

"No problem Little Kit. Sleep tight." I whispered in response, closing the door slowly behind me as I left the room.

A pair of loud voices echoed down the hall, stopping as I gave off a threatening aura. Braliza rounded the corner quietly, followed by Ariad with her tail stuffed in her own mouth. I gave them a long look, dragging my finger across my throat in an unspoken promise. They nodded, rushing past and heading for their room.

I headed for my own room, in the suspended building nestled amongst the three Grand Halls. The three large cylindrical buildings are called Grand Halls, by the way. The small building is called the Inner Sanctum. Entering the Inner Sanctum, I briskly reached my room, opening the door and stepping inside, closing the door behind me. My room was...odd, to say the least. A small study lay off to the side, and the ceiling was a dome of glass, giving me a clear view of the night sky. Smack dab in the middle was my bed, absurdly isolated from the rest of my furniture.

I sighed, undressing and pulling out a pair of long-johns. Once that was finished I started making my way over to my bed, obscenely far away. I stopped, spinning around to stare at a singular point in space. Soli appeared from that point in space, covered in a teal robe.

"Hello Soli. How ya doing?" I asked, striding over to my bed and sitting down on it.

"I can tell that something's bothering you." Soli quipped, a caring gesture I did not deserve.

"I've already told you everything that is bothering me, so, why are you asking?" I shot back.

"You miss her."

"No shit. I don't see her for several hundred years and then when I get kidnapped by a memory-eater she shows up, saves me, and then dissapears. Yeah, that hurts. Not even a simple 'Love you' or 'Hello'." I snarled, grabbing the edge of the bed and throwing it across the room. Soli sighed, walking over to me and placing a hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be my thousandth year as Deserved next month! I've gone nine hundred and ninety-nine years without her! How...how am I still sane?"

"Xeñ, it's okay. I know how bad it hurts. You can...You can let it out if you want to. I won't judge." I glared at her before deflating into a shivering mess. "See, that's better?"

"Not by much, but it helps." I whispered, a few tears rolling down my cheeks. "Thanks sis."

"I'm not your sister, Xeñoirê. You're an only child." Soli said, rubbing my back.

"Yeah, yeah, don't remind me." I replied, running a hand through her hair and sighing. "But you know what I meant, right?"

"I'm like a sister to you, yeah I know. Poor thing." Soli remarked, waiting for me to stop shivering and calm down.

"This isn't exactly why you came to see me, is it?" I inquired, teleporting the bed back to it's original position. I had composed myself extraordinarily quickly.

"No, but I am glad to help. The Councils want to speak with you."

"Oh geez, which ones?" I asked in an exasperated fashion. Soli sighed longly, tapping her foot against the floor in a nervous habit. "Soli..."

"All of them."


I entered the command center, touching several screens and pushing them off to the side as a few projectors rose from within the floor. I straightened my pea coat, running a hand through my hair and snapping my fingers. All at once the projectors sprang to life, emitting several holograms of reputable people. Who these people were was just a title to me, but obviously they meant something to Remnant.

"Councilmen." I said, nodding. I was met with several grunts of acknowledgment, even a few "Mr. Dealphenes". "All right, which asshole woke us all up at twelve at night?"

"I am not an asshole." I heard someone from the Vytal Council say, wearing a white suit with black pants and a yellow tie.

"Of course..." I remarked, looking at the Councilman with disinterest. "Councilman Ichors, what a pleasant surprise."

"I know your disdain for me, Mr. Dealphene, but please, hear me out." I chuckled, muting his connection so he couldn't hear my next comment.

"Wow, what an asshole. Can you believe this guy?" I asked, gesturing to the Vacuo Council, mostly made up of Faunus.

"Somehow we manage." Councilwoman Alexis Winters remarked, shrugging. She was a straight-talking lady. If she didn't like you, she'd tell it to your face. Plus, she was downright deadly with politics. Good thing she liked me.

"Dust only knows, Alexi. Lemme guess..." I turned to the Vytal Council. "He wants to put Vytalian troops in Sanctuary, doesn't he?"

"Yes." Councilman Darvo replied, wearing an exasperated expression.

"He knows I won't allow it." I said, shrugging sadly. I snapped my fingers, with Maverick Ichors able to be heard again. Apparently he had been going off on this whole tirade about how it would 'inspire trust' with other Kingdoms. "Hmm? I didn't have time to listen to your metaphysical nonsense, sorry."

"-and furthermore-"

"Maverick, he's not listening." Councilman Ironwood said, trying to help Ichors out.

"W-What?! I was going on about how it would-"

"Inspire trust and all that shit. I've heard it before, Maverick. Save your breath, and your troops. Now, I would like to elect a vote to have Councilman Ichors removed from office on account of tampering with the Dark."

Every Councilman stilled at that. No one messed with the power of Dark, lest Remnant fall into Grimm control. The Sect had done so seven years before, but no one knew that except for a few select persons.

"That is a very serious claim, Mr. Dealphene. Do you have evidence?" Councilman Sarlack said, swallowing heavily. I nodded at Sarlack, another Councilman of the Vytal Council.

"Please, read this report, and view this video when you wake up tomorrow. I think you shall find yourselves...enlightened, by Councilman Ichors' experiments as CEO of Xeno-Fab Corp. Most, if not all, I'd consider crimes against nature. I'd have a bucket ready." I said, sending reports to their personal scrolls. Ichors was speechless by my actions. "Now, if we can stop measuring dicks, perhaps we can all get some sleep?"

The Councilmen nodded their heads, all except for Ichors. I nodded, turning off the projectors and walking away from the command center, the door shutting behind me.

"What a crazy night..." I muttered.


The next morn...

Olivia woke with a small yawn, stretching her body and cracking her back. Pandora lay still beside her, sleeping soundly. Olivia sighed happily, dragging it out for emphasis. Pandora looked so...peaceful, sleeping next to her. It was like she was meant to be there. Not like Olive would admit to her 'love from a distance', that was just crazy. But then again, aren't we all? Well, some more than others(Ariad), but my point still stands. Speaking of which...


The residence of Ariad Greyhound...

Ariad rubbed her eyes, sniffling slightly. She was worried beyond belief. Brafez sighed, holding her. Pandora hadn't come home from her job, which was almost three days ago.

"Brafez, w-what if she's...I dunno, being tortured or something?" Ariad asked, her voice breaking. The normally cheerful Faunus was on the verge of tears, worried beyond reason over Pandora's disappearance.

"Ariad, you know I'm telepathically linked to her, right? If she's in trouble, I will tell you, and then we're going to kick whomever's ass when we find them. But right now, she's...sleeping. She's never slept without having sex before...she's happy now. Ariad, she's happy. Wherever she is, she's happy." Brafez said, disbelief in his voice.

"O-Okay..." Ariad said, grabbing a few tissues and blowing her nose. "Thanks B."

"No problem, Ari." Brafez remarked, holding her close. Ariad bit her lip. She wanted to tell him so badly...

The doorbell rang.

"I've got it." Ariad stated, falling out of bed and hand-springing over to the door. She opened it, walking over to the front door and opening it as well. Outside stood a glowing black fog, the Grimm inside concealed by the black clouds.

"Hello, little kitten!" The Grimm growled, rushing her.

Not having the energy to deal with this shit, Ariad shunted the building's dust reactors, sending the built-up residue up through the ground and into the Grimm's face, sending it flying off again with a twinkle.

"Dick-biscuit." She quipped.


Back at Sanctuary...

Olivia ran a hairbrush through her red-orange hair, purring happily. Pandora was still asleep. Olly hadn't bothered getting dressed, preferring to stay bare while in Pan's company. It's not like Olive wanted Pandora to hold her down and ravage her- though if that happened, the cat faunus wouldn't mind.

Her cheeks turned pink at the indecent thoughts, only worsening as she felt herself moisten. Olive couldn't help it. No matter what, whenever she thought of Pan in a sexual light she turned moister than an oyster. In addition to that, she nearly lost herself in sexual lust whenever that happened.

"Mmh-ha?" Pandora murmured, sitting up and brushing some hair out of her face. The sight she was met with was...awkward, to say the least. Olivia's legs were quivering, and Pandora could see when a girl was overtaken with lust, and this was most definitely it. Olive turned around, looking at her with hopeful eyes.

"G-Good morning, Pan..." Olive managed out, trying to fight off the urges. She was in heat, wasn't she? "S-Sleep well?"

"U-Umm, you want me to leave so you can take care of something?" Pandora skeptically asked, knowing that the girl was about to blow. Olivia bit her lip, nodding to the closet. Pandora hurried into the small space, closing the door while Olive worked out her frustrations. If there was one thing Pandora was wary of, it was a cat faunus in heat. A strangled cry of joy later Olive opened the door, seemingly more relaxed.

"S-Sorry..." she muttered, looking down at her feet.

"I um, I didn't think you were that enamoured with me." Pandora remarked, wearing a look of embarrassment, much like the one Olivia currently wore. "I'm ah...flattered."

"Y-yeah, it's pretty bad. Like, just- fuck me now!" Olive snapped her mouth shut, growling under her breath. "I-I have a hard time controlling it. Usually I can just do a one-and-done, but with you around... Yeah. Like I said, pretty bad."

"A-Ahhm...yeah, I'd say so. Hey, ah, thanks, for yesterday. I needed it." Pandora walked over to the girl, hugging the cat faunus before she felt the hand on her back go lower...

"S-S-Sorry. Man, I'm a dust damned mess, aren't I?" Olive remarked, throwing herself away from the Grimm girl.

"Maybe." Pandora agreed, walking over to the girl. "But, you're a cute mess."

"Please don't. Dust knows what I'd do if you started hitting on me."

"But girl I wanna know, why you're so obsessed with me~?" Pandora sung, swinging her hips.

"W-Well...I don't know why. Ever since I saw you I've been head-over-heels in love with you and I can't help myself." Olivia admitted, shrugging slightly. "I don't know why, I don't care why, all I know is that it feels right."

"Will Operatives Weaver, Fury, and Officer Ragnarök please report to docking bay- fuck you, guess the number." I said over the loudspeaker, heading for docking bay 7.

"W-Well, I'd better get dressed." Pandora remarked, hugging Olivia. "Thanks again. Maybe you could come over to my friend's house? I'm sure she wouldn't mind."

"I'd like that. You'd better go." Olive remarked, throwing her clothes at the Grimm girl. Pandora nodded, getting dressed and rushing out the door. Olive stared longingly at the space she had once inhabited only moments before, giving a long drawn out sigh. "Thanks for noticing me..."


Docking bay number go fuck yourself...

I waited for the three girls to show up, a PCC behind me. I leaned against the rightmost thruster, because I liked that one the most. The Portable Command Center was a big blocky thing, with four thrusters allowing it to hover in the air. Several antennae rested atop the roof, providing a crystal clear connection to the Sanctuary.

Banging my head against the metal bulkhead for no other reason other than because I wanted to, I thought back on last night. More specifically, on Soli. She was everything I wanted in a little sister, and when push came to shove she wasn't one to fuck around. She knew her limits and fears, and made it a point to share them with those she trusted. Like her innate fear of raisins...

I started wondering if I could become an adoptive brother for her, considering that I would like a younger sister. But then there was this legal bullshit, and it would be such a hassle...ugh. I needed some damned iced tea.

"Hey Soli," I asked aloud, waiting for the girl to materialize. When she didn't, I narrowed my eyes, thinking about where she was and remembering most of what would happen. I shrugged, deciding to leave the situation alone. It was the best I could do, that is if I wanted to keep my sanity. So instead I teleported her here.

I was not surprised when she showed up naked, clutching invisible bedsheets. No, I was certainly embarrassed, ashamed even, but not surprised. I dressed her to stop any further embarrassment, though it wasn't so much 'dressed' as it was 'teleport clothes unto thee'.

"Hey Soli, sorry for interrupting you, but I was wondering something..."

"Well it better be pretty Deserved damned important, else you'll have to explain your actions to the significant other." she remarked.

"Do you wanna be my adoptive sister?" I asked, stunning her into silence. I raised my hand to stop her from speaking, continuing on. "I don't want you to answer right away. I want you to think about it. Besides, in this fucked up multi-verse, we all need some family."

"I'll...think on it. Now, if I could get back to what I was doing-"

"Bye." I said, teleporting her back into her room. Petunia, Claudette and Pandora showed up soon after. I patted the side of the PCC, stopping Claudette from boarding as the other two got on. "You're not coming along."

"W-What? But what about-" Claudette looked at her girlfriend, the rabbit faunus smiling sadly and waving at her. "Babe?"

'I don't want you getting hurt. There was only enough white dust for a single shield. I'm sorry, but you'll be staying behind.' Petunia motioned, stepping out of the aircraft and pulling the spider faunus into a hug.

"P-Petunia... I, all right. I'll stay. Be careful, will ya?" The spider faunus replied glumly. Claudette squeezed tighter, the rabbit faunus replying in kind.

'Always.' Petunia mouthed, hugging her once more and giving the girl a kiss.

"As heart-warming as that is, we kind of have places to be." I remarked, with the two girls separating and boarding the PCC. I took the pilot's seat, motioning to the camera for the doors to open. Once they did, we took off into the night, leaving Sanctuary behind in exchange for a city atmosphere.


On our way to Vale...

"So, what are we going to do once we get to Vale?" Pandora asked, clutching onto a handhold on the ceiling. She didn't like flying. She much rather preferred keeping her feet on the ground.

"Well, you're going to be the bait." I said from the cockpit, slightly adjusting our course. "And once you're inside, you'll activate the crystal and go super saiyan."

"...Really? You want me to be bait?"

"No, well, not really. Only for the first part. Petunia, you're going to shadow her through the facility, and then kill Ichors. As of now, Operation Ichorus is a go!"

"That's the name you gave this operation?" Pandora raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah. Get it? Ichors flew too close to the moon?" I glanced back at the two girls, looking for support. "It was funny! Right Petunia?"

I stopped, mentally face-palming.

Right.

Mute.

"Sorry."


END OF CHAPTER THREE

A.N. Next time on AWOTJ!

"Why won't you die?!"

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