Psychological meltdown, ho!

- X Weiss X-

The portal opened with a gesture, the sling ring fitting on Weiss's hand with ease. Stepping through the portal and letting it shut, she sucked in a breath of clean, almost sterile air, looking around.

If she was Yang Xiao Long, where in this city would she be? A club? A gym? A-?

Weiss's eyes drifted towards the holographic screen high in the sky, watching Yang's smirking face revolve next to a snarling alien with grey skin.

Tournament. Of course.

Pushing her way through the crowd, Weiss continued to watch the display. Yang was leaning back, a wild grin on her face as she stared at the alien who towered over her, her hands in the pockets of her trench coat. The alien was glaring down at her, a pair of swords in his hands. A symbol appeared on the screen, not one Weiss recognized, but as it faded into another, she quickly figured out that it was a countdowns.

3.

2.

1.

Yang weaved back, the swords singing through air where she had been. Pulling her hands out of the coat, Yang wrapped the yellow and blue cybernetic hand around one hand, driving the remaining gauntlet of Ember Celica into his cheek. Weiss winced as he was blasted back from a burst of blue energy from the weapon, an audible crack echoing from the screen.

Down for the count in a matter of seconds, poor-

The alien staggered up, grabbing the dislocated arm and returning it to the socket with another crack, grabbing the sword and pointing at Yang, a grin on his face. A blue blast flew from the gun hidden in the hilt, striking Yang and sending her skidding back. Snapping her head up, Yang's eyes were bright red, a wild grin on her own face.

Here they went.

Yang punched the air in front of her, blue lightning crackling forward and nearly hitting the giant alien, who barely weaved out of the way, firing another shot at Yang. The blond punched the shot with her cybernetic arm, dispersing it with a loud laugh before she said something in a language Weiss didn't recognize.

The alien laughed back, firing several more shots, which Yang cheerfully took with little more than a stagger as she pulled out a long, yellow metal slat. Swiping a spot in her cybernetic, another slat fell out, blue highlights vanishing from the arm, and when she slotted in the new one, they changed to a lighter blue.

Pointing it at the giant, a blast the same color smashed into his feet, freezing his feet to the ground as Yang charged at him, absorbing each blow. Poor guy didn't even realize he was just making her stronger.

And sure enough, Yang hammered Ember Celica into his face, another blast of electricity flashing as the alien crumbling. Yang laughed, gesturing as the crowd cheered her name.

Weiss rolled her eyes. She did research, Ruby fought a secret war, Blake retired to write but Yang?

Yang goes off to space to become a tournament fighter. Because of course she did.

-X Yang X-

Yang leaned against the bar, taking a shot of Asgardian ale, before stopping at the voice from behind her, "Hey."

"This stuff really is strong," Yang muttered to herself, "Works fast too."

"I'm not a drunken hallucination," Weiss said, voice dry as she stepped next to Yang, "but you know that."

"Just teasing ya, Weiss," Yang chuckled.

"That's the worst case of teasing I've ever seen," Weiss deadpanned, "Buy a lady a drink? And don't say you would if there was one around."

"Ruin my fun, why don't you," Yang said, before looking at the bartender, "Get me a bottle of your finest wine."

She nodded, turning and going out back while Yang scanned the room for a table for Weiss and her to sit at. Finding one, Yang nodded for Weiss to grab it, looking at the bartender as she came back, "How much is this gonna cost me, Mox?"

"Twenty units."

"You're kidding," Yang's jaw dropped.

"Nope."

"I could buy a new quad blaster for that much!"

"And if you want to impress your lady friend, you'll be paying for this bottle for that much."

"Fine," Yang grumbled, "and I'll take the rest of that Asgardian stuff. Say what you will about that ego they're supposed to have, but they make good alcohol."

"Forty units, then."

Yang grumbled under her breath, transferring the units before snagging the two bottles and the offered glasses, marching over to Weiss and handing her the wine glass, "Here."

"Thank you," Weiss said, holding out the glass and letting Yang pour some of the wine into it.

"So," Yang said, "How's that studying thing going?"

"Well enough," Weiss held out her hand, a glyph appearing in the palm of her hand… a red glyph.

"That do what I think it does?" Yang nodded to it.

"I'd show you," Weiss said, closing her hand and sipping her wine, giving a hum, "but I doubt the bar would appreciate a fire in the middle of it."

Yang grinned at Weiss, pouring some of the ale in it, "Good. Give you a bit of extra oomph outside your summons."

"That's the point, yes," Weiss said, before pausing, "I still miss Dust, sometimes."

"I don't," Yang said, shrugging at the glare Weiss sent at her, "What? I don't! Needing Dust to power stuff kept us stuck on a world full of freaking Grimm."

"And how many problems did my father cause?" Weiss said, voice soft.

Oh, crap.

"Sooooo," Yang said, "What did ya come for? Got tired of your vacation?"

"Take a drink," Weiss said, pushing the drink into Yang's hand.

"What?"

"It's good," Weiss defended.

"Uh," Yang said, blinking at the wine, "Ok…?"

Yang started to drink, closing her eyes, it was go-

"So, it turns out you have a niece," Yang's eyes sprang open, the wine going down the wrong tube with a gurgle. Yang slammed the glass down, hacking up the alcohol.

"WHAT!?" Yang bellowed in between two coughs, "What do you mean, 'I have a niece'?"

Weiss pulled out a phone that looked similar to a Scroll, pulling up something and pushing it towards Yang, who snatched it up. Ruby was in the black combat suit she owned, Crescent Rose hooked around a man with a horned helmet. Hitting the play button, Yang listened to her little sister snarl, "You were a danger to my daughter!"

Yang stared at the screen, mind ground to a halt. Daughter. Ruby had a daughter.

And this guy had endangered that daughter, had endangered her family. Yang snarled at the screen, before looking up at Weiss, "How quickly can you get us back to Earth?"

- X Elsa X-

Elsa Rose was a lot more perceptive than a lot of people gave her credit for. For one thing, she was pretty sure her Uncle Johnny was her dad, since apparently you needed a man to have a kid… even if she wasn't sure why that was. Still if Mom and Mum didn't talk about it, and Uncle Johnny was fine with her calling him that, she was fine too.

Uncle Johnny wasn't around long enough to be a dad, really. And she didn't get why some people found her having two moms weird.

"I'm doing really good in gym!" Elsa said.

"And what about your other classes?" Uncle Johnny asked.

"Uh… my math and English homework is good?"

"How much help did Ruby and Blake give you with those?"

Elsa puffed out her cheeks, frowning at the ground, "I don't like it. It's boring."

"You should keep learning," Uncle Johnny said, "Your moms are smart, and they got that way by staying in school."

"But it's boring," Elsa said.

"Do ya have any friends?" Uncle Johnny asked.

"A couple… a lot of the kids are scared of me."

"Why'd they be-? Elsa, get inside."

"What?" Elsa turned, watching a pair of woman step through a glowing tunnel, only for Johnny to grab her, pulling her behind him and pushing her towards the house with the glow that sometimes happened in his eyes.

"Get inside, get the others," Johnny ordered, stomping towards the two.

"But-

"NOW!" Johnny snapped, grabbing a chain as he glared at the two, who didn't look particularly mean.

Elsa slipped inside, running down the halls, "Mum!?"

"What is it?" Blake's head popped out of the living room.

"There's a pair of woman at the door!"

"Can you be a bit more descriptive?"

"They've got white and yellow hair, and-"

"Blue and purple eyes?"

"Yeah! Do you know them?"

"Very well," Blake said, standing up, "I'll go say hello. Why don't you come in and play with Shogo?"

"Ok?" Elsa said, walking into the room and letting her mum run by. Shogo squirmed down from Jubilee's lap, waddling over to her.

"E'la!"

"Hi," Elsa said, going over to the couch and climbing up to watch out the window.

- X Yang X-

Yang watched the girl vanish into the house while the man stood up, a chain in his hand. Was that her, her niece?

The man walked towards them, a glowing, dangerous edge in his eyes. One that made Yang want to deploy Ember Celica on the spot.

Who was this guy?

"What are you doing here?" The man said with a dry rasp in his voice, the glow in his eyes getting worse as he glared at… Weiss?

"We're here to visit a friend," Weiss said, "What are you doing here?"

"You know this guy?" Yang asked.

"We're acquainted," Weiss said, lips tight, "The Ghost Rider."

"And one of the Masters of the Mystic Arts," 'Ghost Rider' said.

"You didn't answer my question," Weiss said, "What are you doing here?"

"Checking on some people," he said, swinging the chain like a pendulum. Not overly aggressive, but…

"Yang? Weiss?" The Ghost Rider stopped, looking back at Blake as she walked out of the house, "Is that you?"

"Hey, Bla-" before Yang could respond, Blake rushed across the space, pulling her into a hug. Yang winced at the crushing hug. Jeez, was this what it felt like to others when she hugged them?

"It's good to see you both," Blake said, letting go of Yang to hug Weiss, who awkwardly returned it.

"You know these two?" The Ghost Rider rasped, the grip on his chain getting lighter.

"Yes," Blake broke off the hug, gesturing to him, "Weiss, Yang. This is Johnny, he was a member of Ruby's hunting crew. Johnny this is Weiss, Ruby's partner, and Yang, her-"

"-sister, right?" Johnny said, finally breaking the hold on his chain, "I thought you were dead."

'What gave you that idea?" Yang said, watching him.

"She said you 'weren't around'," Johnny said, audible quotes around the last two words.

"Blake," Weiss said, voice soft, "Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"What?"

"None of the calls," Weiss said, "You never told me Ruby and you had adopted a kid…"

Blake muttered something under her breath, too fast and low for Yang to hear other than a "not-" before speaking up, "And if I had told you about Elsa, what would you have done?"

"I would have come back!" Weiss insisted, instantly.

"Exactly!" Blake snapped back, "Weiss… I already made Ruby promise to end her Hunting until Elsa is older. You shouldn't put your life on hold for it."

"And what if we wanted to be part of her life?" Yang said.

"What?"

"What if we wanted to be part of Elsa's life?" Yang repeated, "We're a team, Blake, and she's my niece. What have I missed with her? I could have brought her on vacation, on trips."

Blake didn't answer, looking away, "I hadn't thought of that…"

"Clearly," Weiss said, voice clipped, "Now if you'll excuse us, Blake, we have a niece to go meet."

"Yeah," Blake said, voice shaking, "Come on."

"Calm down," Yang said, pulling her into another hug with her prosthetic, "We've all made dumb decisions over the years. Remember how I got this?"

Blake gave a weak smile, hugging her back, "I guess it's just… Ruby's miserable without being able to hunt, and I didn't want to ruin whatever you were doing."

"That sounds like it's more of a reason for us to be involved," Yang teased, "let Ruby go out while we take care of her."

- X Ruby X-

Ruby sat against the wall of the quinjet, staring down Loki with a braced M16, two SHIELD agents sitting on either side of him with the same guns and Steve next to her. Tony's voice crackled through the jets sound system, "Hey, Agent Romanoff?"

"What?" Natasha said, the agent sitting in the co-pilot seat.

"I'm picking up some weird energy fluxes, and wanted to see if you were getting the same."

"It's just the storm," Natasha said, checking the dash in front of her, "otherwise, our systems read normal."

"See, that's what I thought at first too," Tony said, "but then I started looking further into it, pulled up some weather maps-"

"Get to the point," Natasha said.

"It looks like the storm is following- son of a bitch!"

Ruby braced herself as the jet shook, keeping the gun trained on Loki, "What was that!?"

"We just took a lightning bolt to the top!" Natasha said, trying to keep the jet stable, "they took out our sensors."

"There shouldn't be any lightning this high up!" The pilot snapped, before snarling, "it fried some systems, we're going to have to lower ourselves and slow down."

"Roger that," Natasha grabbed the communicator, "Stark, we're going low, do you copy?"

Nothing but static.

"Stark?" Natasha repeated.

"They fried our communications," Steve said, dropping the gun and grabbing his shield, locking the straps around his arm, "They want us isolated."

"Who is it?" Ruby asked Loki, who sighed.

"Brother," Loki sighed, the ship quaking.

"Something just landed on us," the pilot said.

Ruby angled the gun up as a dent appearing in the armored hull of the jet. Oh, this was gonna-

Pain tore through Ruby as the air was ripped from the quinjet, the entire cabin decompressing while a metal door slid into place in front of the cockpit, sealing with a hiss. At least they didn't need to worry about Natasha and the pilot passing out.

Ruby pointed the M16 at the man who dropped into the cabin, firing it at him, and sighing when the bullets fell to the ground. Just once, she'd like to fight an enhanced individual who wasn't completely immune to bullets.

Activating her Semblance, Ruby ducked under the swing of the hammer the man was holding, slamming the rifle butt into his face to no response. What was this guy?

Steve lunged forward, driving a shield into the man's spine, before dodging the strike that came his way. The man stomped towards Loki, ripping him from the chair and marching past Ruby with another swing.

The man smashed open the door, casting a baleful look at them, "Do not follow me."

Then he stepped out, letting the velocity rip him away at the same time Tony landed, the Iron Man grabbing at air, "Who was that?"

"Don't know," Ruby said, grabbing Crescent Rose, "but he has Loki. We need to get him back."

"On it," Tony said, turning towards the door, "now I just need to get a lock on him."

Ruby grabbed an ear piece and a parachute, just in case, "Call me when you do."

"Wait!" Cap snapped, "We need a plan attack, we don't even know if he's a friendly or not!"

"Look around you, Boy Scout," Tony said, "He crippled this quinjet and took Loki. Even if he's an enemy of Reindeer, that doesn't make him a friend of us. If he kills Loki, or takes him to somewhere we don't know, the Tesseract is as good as gone."

Tony activated his suit, launching out of the jet. Ruby nodded at Steve before diving out in turn, flipping Crescent Rose and firing it at the ground to slow her fall.

- X Weiss X-

Weiss watched the Ghost Rider, Johnny, out of the corner of her eye. In the palm of her hand, a luminescent glyph rotated, ready to infuse Myrtenaster at the drop of a hat. He was the exact type of threat the Ancient One warned against, a man sharing his body with something from another dimension.

She closed her eyes, breathing in. Ruby trusted him, he couldn't be all bad, if that was the case. Even if their last meeting had been… well, rough, him and the monster hunters had probably been the closest side to a good side before her and Kaecilius intervened.

Opening her eyes, Weiss looked around the room. In it was another man in the midst a half hearted attempt to hide a shotgun, a teenage girl holding a sword, and two children on the couch. Eyes briefly passing over the toddler, she stopped on the other.

With the exception of the long hair pulled into a ponytail, Elsa looked disturbingly like her mother as a child, with black hair that faded to a deep, crimson red at the tips, and silver eyes that, disturbingly, felt like they were staring through Weiss.

"Mum?" Elsa said, standing up, "Who are they?"

"Mum?" Yang hissed in Weiss's ear, to which the Sorceress elbowed her friend.

"These," Blake said, voice weak, "These are…"

Weiss reached out, putting a hand on Blake's shoulder. It wasn't just Blake's fault, Weiss shouldn't have all but dropped off the face of the earth and devoted so much time to studying that… well, she had often lost track of time.

"I'm Weiss Schnee," Weiss said, stepping forward, "I-"

"Mom's friend from school?" Elsa said, eyes immediately lighting up, "The one she blew up with on the first day?"

Weiss's hand smacked into her face while the Ghost Rider gave a loud guffaw. Of all the things, that's what Ruby told her daughter about?

"And I'm your Aunt Yang-"

"The one who punched a mech so hard it exploded!?"

"Yeah," Yang said, "Ruby told us about you?"

"During bedtime," Elsa confirmed, "Did you actually fight on a train that was exploding?"

"You, uh, like explosives, then?" Yang asked.

"Yeah. Mom says she'd take me out when I'm older to try it out," well, if the appearance didn't confirm it, the apparent love of a form of weapons did, Elsa was Ruby's daughter through and through.

"Not if I have anything to say about it," Blake muttered, before raising her voice, "They wanted to come see you."

.

"Yeah," Yang said, reaching out to tousle Elsa's hair, "make up for lost time. Maybe take you on a trip to a park like Disney or Universal… those are still around, right?"

"Yeah," Blake said, "maybe we'll do that as a family, once Ruby gets home."

"Ok!" Elsa said, eyes sparkling.

"That does sound fun," the girl with the rapier said, "Would you mind if me and Shogo came along?"

"We'll figure it out when Ruby's here," Blake said.

- X Ruby X-

Ruby landed on the ground with a heavy thud, hitting the release catch on the unused parachute, unloading Crescent Rose's empty magazine and storing it. Lifting one hand to the earpiece, Ruby pulled out a new mag with her other hand, "Tony, have you found them?"

"Yeah," Tony said, "Drapes is trying to smack me with his hammer. Sending up a blast."

Ruby stood up, eyes trained on the blast of energy while she locked the mag into place, and activated her Semblance. Rushing around the trees, Ruby stored Crescent Rose on her back, heart pounding as she jumped off the cliff that approached in front of her.

Below her, Tony was clashing with the blonde haired man who kidnapped Loki. Lightning crackled off the hammer the man was holding, before launching forward and blasting Tony backwards, his armor crackling with with more energy. The blasters on his hands fired off towards the blond man, who twirled his hammer around on a leather strap, deflecting the blast in an explosion of light.

Ruby crashed in front of the man, rushing past him and hooking Crescent Rose around his chest. Pulling the trigger, Ruby grunted, trying to cut into him.

Instead, she got a warhammer to the side of her head, her Aura flashing around the blow and tilting it to the side. Before Ruby could do anything, the hammer whipped around, smashing into the other side of her head.

As he pulled his hand back for a third strike, Tony's repulsor blasted him in the head, staggering him, "Alright, Drapes, leave the lady alone."

"I'm not a lady," Ruby grumbled, looking back at 'Dra-'

He was wearing a cape! A cape! If he could get away with wearing a cape, she could go back to wearing a cloak!

Ruby squealed, dancing in place. She had missed it, so so much!

"Uh," Tony said, sounding nonplussed, "What-?"

"Cape!" Ruby said, pointing at the red cape in triumph. It was red, even!

"You like my cape?" The man said, lowering his hammer in confusion.

"Yeah!" Ruby said, "it means I can wear cloaks again!"

"Ok, then," Tony said, before snapping his hand up and getting ready to fire a blast from his hand. Before it could, Steve's shield collided with it, knocking the attack off course.

"That's enough," Steve said, catching the shield, "we can talk about this. What do you want…?"

"Thor, Prince of Asgard," the man said, lowering his hammer enough that he would still be ready to fight if it came to that, "Thank you for diverting the blow, but I could have done it on my own. As for my intent, I am here to stop my brother's schemes."

"So we're on the same side then?" Ruby asked, "because that's what we want too. He stole something of ours, the Tesseract."

"The cube is not yours, hu-" Thor stopped, hand reaching for Ruby's chest, "Where did you get that stone?"

Ruby's grip on Crescent Rose grew tight, "None of your business."

"I-"

"I SAID," Ruby snarled, stepping back, "That it's none of your business!"

"Yes," Thor said, stepping back, "Yes, I suppose it isn't, is it? As I was saying, the Cube was property of Asgard before its theft, and I have come to return it."

"We need to find it first," Ruby said, "We were taking Loki back to our base of operations to find out where he put it. Can we bring you along?"

"Very well," Thor said, before growing sheepish, "and I'm sorry about the attack on your craft, I couldn't be sure of your intent."

"Let me try that hammer, and I'll forgive ya," Ruby said, nodding to it.

"Mjolnir?" Thor said, looking down at it before smiling at her, holding it out, "Very well."

Ruby wrapped her hand around the hammer, only for it to suddenly gain, like a million pounds the minute Thor let go of it, dragging her arm down be as it crashed into the ground. Wrapping her offhand around it, Ruby tugged as hard as she could, sweat forming in her brow, "What the heck!?"

"Mjolnir is enchanted," Thor said, holding out his hand so the hammer flew up into it, "So only I can wield it. Consider it a little joke."

"So I can't try it out?" Ruby asked, voice quivering.

"No."

"Where's the fun it that?" Ruby whined.

- X AN X-

Ruby Rose, Supermom, Leader of the West Coast Avengers, Agent. Still a huge weapon nerd when the chance arises. Speaking of the West Coasters, they begin to assemble!

It's hard writing Elsa, because her Cynicism Catalyst (Ulysses's 'the Spartans were little bitches' manner of raising) doesn't exist.

Thoughts? Good? Bad? Meh?