Ok, time for a new chapter.

Also, for those who don't know, I had to rename the Asari Vanguard (to Reviane Besus)...and the Turian Havoc (to Maxivius Sylmus)...again...I put a note in the chapters that intro them, as well as edited the chapters...it's to fit into the plans I have...I'm sorry that this seems so inconsistent, but the ideas I keep getting with them, I keep finding some fatal flaw in them that make me incapable of working with them...However, THIS ONE, I think is fool-proof! Let us all hope it is...

thermalsnipern7: Look at the teaser trailer and you'll see I already have that planned. ;)

Mr Guest: Now that you mention it...it might be interesting to see what could be done with weapons using Dust...have it planned for the 2 Geth and the Quarian to begin making ME tech stuff in Remnant, but...incorporating Dust into some weapons... *evil chuckle*

mastermind: My apologies, I didn't mean for it to come out as hostile. In fact, my "here come the critics" comment was meant to be jocular in nature...I'm sorry if I offended you...

Armiger: Gravity Hurts


After a couple days of traveling through the forest, Maxivius and Reviane finally arrived in a city near the structure they saw earlier. They looked around, and saw the city inhabited solely by humans. "This...could be a problem..." Maxivius muttered.

"Only if they know of the First Contact War, Maxivius, and the reason I say that is that there is definitely something off here, " Reviane replied. The duo moved through the streets, looking around. Most people seemed to stare at them, although, surprisingly, they didn't look much at Maxivius, and, when they did, only at his legs, and even THEN only for long. It was Reviane that got the most attention, although it was mostly negative: a few people sneered at her, some even looked like they were gonna pick a fight with her. Although, there were still plenty who just took one look at her and continued on their way.

Soon, they came up on a street, and noticed a clothing store, and entered. They saw, at the counter, a young human woman...or they thought she was human: she had a pair of mouse ears on her had, and she nibbled nervously on a piece of cheese. However, when the duo entered the store, she hastily put the cheese away. "Hello, what can I do for you today?" Then, the woman noticed their armor and weapons, and asked, "Are you both Hunters?"

The duo looked confused. "What do you mean, "Hunters"?" Maxivius asked.

The woman's jaw dropped. "You...definitely aren't from around here aren't you? This is just like that alien and robot that came into my shop a week or two ago!"

Maxivius started at that. "Alien and robot?! Can you describe them for us?"

"Uhhh...sure..." the woman said, sounding worried, "The...robot was tall, had one eye, with what looked like a little flashlight above and to the right of the eye...as well as 3-fingered hands and 3-toed feet. Then, the alien...it was bug-like-"

Reviane interrupted then. "6 Glowing Green eyes? Crackled with green lightning? No visible mouth and covered head-to-toe with chitinous armor?"

"Uhhh...yes...exactly...why? Do you know-"

"Enigma and Retribution! It has to be them!" Maxivius exclaimed, before turning back to the woman. "Please! You must tell us what happened to them!"

"I-I don't know! Wait, why would you want to know?!" the woman asked nervously.

Maxivius and Reviane looked at each other, and Reviane nodded. Maxivius looked back at the woman...and removed his helmet, revealing his face, Ankh-like black paint over pale skin. His mandibles shuttered, as though showing them as being movable. "Does this answer your question?"

"You're one of them?" the woman asked, scared.

"As am I," Reviane replied.

This actually startled the woman. "You are?! You at least could easily have passed for some kind of Octopus Faunus!"

"Faunus?" Reviane asked, confused.

"You don't have-Oh, right, alien," the woman replied, "We Faunus are, really, just humans with animal traits, like my mouse ears. Reason I said you could pass for an octopus Faunus is due to those tentacles on your head. Just the skin color was a little off, and even that might be explainable."

"So we don't need much in the way of disguises," Maxivius stated.

"You do: without your helmet, you look like some kind of previously-unknown Grimm with that white face and black markings," the Faunus quipped.

"Then I'll leave it on!" Maxivius stated, "Not like I don't like the thing..."

"Still...don't you think maybe you should get something else...I mean..." She then twitched her nose. "That armor DOES kinda smell...how long have you been wearing?"

Maxivius "I don't know, tack on an extra 3 days to how long ago Enigma and Retribution came here, and that would be the minimum."

The Faunus Woman stared at the Turian, before saying, "Yeah: you need something else to wear so you can clean that. Come on..."

"Uhm, we don't have any money!" Reviane said.

The woman smirked. "Are you kidding me? Your friends chased off some thugs that've been harassing me, and I haven't had to deal with any thugs like them since! This one's on the house!"


Naomi Delacroix watched the city. It's been 2 years since she successfully entered Beacon Academy...and one since Torchwick, in revenge for Naomi thwarting his plans, framed her for a pretty nasty theft, resulting in her being kicked out of Beacon, and becoming a fugitive. She still didn't know how he imitated damage caused by her Semblence.

Her parents were dead, so there was no where she could go...so she was forced to hide in the city. She looked out over the city, the place that hates her so much now...but even so, she won't turn against it. Face hidden by her black robe, which originally came from her mother, she still couldn't be seen: Torchwick discovered what they looked like, and somehow let it slip to the police what her robes looked like. 'Some day, I'm gonna run that bastard through!' Naomi thought angrily to herself.

She continued scanning the city, before seeing a pair of individuals, both obscured by cloaks: one's cloak was dingy brown, the other, a more feminine form, blue. Naomi was wary of these new-comers. She didn't trust them, so she kept an eye on them, following them from the rooftops. As she followed them, they just continued walking, exploring, occasionally looking to orange glowing devices that sprang up on their left arms.

Then, she noticed something ahead: familiar black-suited men with red sunglasses, and another man with a white suit and a bowler hat. She snarled, recognizing him. 'Roman Torchwick', she inwardly growled. They appeared to be robbing another store. She unsheathed her weapon, Gravitas Puteus, and readied to attack the man, but then, the cloaked individuals came around the corner, encountering Torchwick. "Hey!" the male cloaked figure shouted, "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"


Maxivius drew his Phaeston Assault Rifle, pointing it at the bowler hat wearing man. The men in suits pointed their guns at the group, as the man in the bowler hat raised his cane. "Who are you? You definitely look unusual."

"The person that's going to take you down," Maxivius replied, Reviane coming up alongside him, her Disciple Shotgun pointed at them.

The man in the bowler hat laughed. "Better than you have tried, friend. Well, Brown and Green, I can safely say this has been an entertaining afternoon...but really, I must go." He then fired a blast from his cane...

...And another form dropped between the 2 groups: a person in a black robe. Suddenly, a gravitic warp appeared in front of her, warping and dispersing the blast. They initially thought it was Biotics, but their Omni-Tools detected no Eezo from her. "Well, well, well...would you look here? Trying to steal from more shops, Torchwick?" Then, the cloaked figure raised her head, revealing a 19-year old human girl, her face showing an immense amount of hatred for the man in the bowler hat.

Torchwick's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Well, if it isn't you. Thought you'd've been arrested by now..."

"Just because you framed me for one of your robberies-gone-wrong, and I'm now hated by law enforcement, doesn't mean I'm not gonna be the one to take you down!" the girl said, menacingly. She then revealed a cutlass...that turned into some kind of carbine.

"You so sure?" Torchwick said. Then, the man loaded something into his cane, and fired. The girl blocked with another gravitic distortion...but the blast instead was torn apart and hit the girl anyways...knocking her clean out. "Pathetic: always so boistrous, and, yet, can't back it up...what can I expect from a Beacon washout..." He then pointed the cane again. "Now..." His expression turned to shock, as Reviane had closed with him, and hit him with a biotically-charged punch. "Why the hell did you guys not shoot her?! Take her down!"

Maxivius smirked watching Reviane fighting Torchwick and his goon, while using his Propulsion Packs to get to the top of the buildings, the girl who intervened in tow. 'Who is this girl?' Maxivius asked himself, as he escaped.


Naomi woke with a severe headache. 'Damn it! DAMN IT! Why the HELL do I do this?!' she thought to herself angrily, 'He always does this, he ALWAYS has a backup plan! Bastard never does anything twice!'

She slowly pushed herself up, but a hand held her down. "Slow down there," a gravely male voice said, "That was a nasty hit you took."

When Naomi's blurred vision cleared, she saw a helmeted head looking at her. The cloak was definitely the same as the male she was spying on earlier. Behind him, she saw the blue cloaked figured climbed up. The helmeted male looked at her and nodded, before turning back to Naomi. "Who are you?" Naomi asked, weakly, silently kicking herself for sounding that weak.

The helmeted man nodded, "I am Commander Maxivius Sylmus, and this is Reviane Besus."

"Naomi...Naomi Delacroix," Naomi said.

The armored individual looked to Reviane, and the blue cloaked woman nodded. "We're here looking for people to form a team to deal with a threat encroaching upon this world."

"First the Grimm..." Naomi groaned, "Then the White Fang...Then this Torchwick bastard..." She groaned again, once more pushing herself to a sitting position. "Now what else can be thrown at us."

"I cannot say," Maxivius answered, "What I can say is that, if this threat isn't stopped, those other threats you mentioned will be the least of anyone's worries..."

"Even the Grimm?" Naomi asked skeptically.

Hearing Maxivius's tone, Naomi could almost imagine the scowl. "Especially this..."Grimm"..."

"I fail to see how any threat exceeds that of the Grimm," Naomi stated.

The 2 individuals looked at each other, Reviane nodding at Maxivius, before Maxivius said, "Well...then...you better sit down...this will...not be pleasent..."


Over time, the girl's expression changed from skepticism to sheer horror as Maxivius explained the Reapers, the Collectors, Cerberus, and the other threats Maxivius faced. "...And when we arrived here, we faced Reaper Husks, suggesting the Reapers are here as well."

At that point, Naomi was in a state of sheer horror. The duo waited for the vigilante to compose herself, and, when she did, she said, "That...that is definitely worse than the Grimm...is anyone doing anything about them?"

Maxivius shrugged. "We have some friends of ours here. We know they've been to Vale-"

"We know Retribution and Enigma have been to Vale," Reviane corrected, "And we don't even know where they are now..."

"Right, still, in that case, no one other than our people know of this threat, and I doubt we'd be believed, seeing as we're..."

"You're also aliens," Naomi finished. She remembered that particular part of Maxivius's "orientation": he even removed his helmet to prove he was an alien. With a face like his, it'd be easy to believe...that or that he's some kind of Grimm.

"Right. Therefore, we have to gather potential allies to help us fight. The more people we gather, the greater the chance we have of fighting the Reapers when they come..."

There was silence for a moment, as the girl seemed to think. Finally, after a few minutes of silence, the girl stated, "I want to help."

"What?!" Maxivius asked, shocked.

"I want to help fight...for a year, I've been forced to run for a crime I've not committed...I just want a chance to do some good again...Besides, with my family gone, there's no one who gives a damn about me, so...no one would be sad if I was gone...So much went wrong for me, I just want something to go right for once..."

The girl's sad explanation struck a cord in Maxivius. He had a friend that felt that way for a while, although now he was one of the people heading the galactic effort against the Reapers. He looked at Reviane again, who seemed against the girl being brought along. Maxivius looked back at her and asked, "What kind of combat training have you had?"

"I've...had a full education at Signal Academy...then I went to Beacon Academy for a year...then the whole thing with Torchwick happened, and now..." Naomi slumped, apparently saddened at her ejection from Beacon.

"And these "Signal" and "Beacon" Academies...they are...?" Maxivius asked.

"Oh, facilities for training Hunters and Huntresses. They teach us how to make our own weapons, and more importantly, how to use them, so that, eventually, we can fight Grimm and other threats to the world," Naomi stated.

Maxivius then asked, "And your weapon would be...?"

Naomi pulled her cutlass from her cloak. At the press of a button, it turned into a futuristic carbine. "This is Gravitas Puteus, a Rapid-Fire Cutlass Carbine. I made it at Signal. I named it after my Semblence."

"Semblence?" Reviane asked, confused, looking at Maxivius.

"An ability generated by our Aura. There are many kinds: damage absorption, super-speed, magnetism control. Mine is the ability to manipulate gravity: I can create black hole-like points, pull or push stuff away, even make wormholes for short-range travel, although that one took some time to master."

Reviane's eyebrows rose, impressed, believing she mis-judged the girl. She gave a relenting nod, and Maxivius turned to her. "Listen, we still need people to join our team. If you want, we can let you in: we may not be able to clear your name, but if we can save your world...that'll more than overshadow whatever this "Torchwick" did...What do you say, you're up for it?"

Naomi's eyes brightened at this chance. "Alright," she said, nodding, "What's our first course of action?"

"First, we head to the forest outside town: I want to see what you can do, with my own eyes, and those creatures out there, which I'm guessing are "Grimm", may be the best chance we have of finding out..."


So, that's it for this chapter, and we meet the next member of Maxivius's anti-Reaper team. Before you ask, I DID base Naomi Delacroix's robed outfit after a black set of Assassins Creed Robes.

Sorry for the short chapter, BTW, I didn't know much of what to do...