My inspiration for this story is back to full, though I do feel like I need to remind some of you that this IS still a multi-crossover. There will be characters from other series appearing, in fact some already have. Let's do this.
"Please, please, please can I keep her?! I'll feed her and train her and take her for a walk everyday I promise!" Six groveled on his knees like a child before the maiden.
Amber looked between the courier and the girl sitting on the edge of the bed with a look on her face that was a mix between hopeful and annoyed, likely over how Six was referring to her like she was a stray dog he found. Pinching the bridge of her nose Amber sighed heavily before sitting down on her own bed. "You know, when I decided to become a huntress, I never imagined this is what it'd be like. Running around with a trigger happy man child from another world." That earned a raised eyebrow from the girl but she refrained from commenting. "How did you two meet exactly?" Amber asked the street rat.
Emerald chuckled slightly and scratched the back of her head. "I tried to rob him and he caught me, then he taught me how to count cards."
Amber could only stare blankly at the courier still sitting on the floor in front of her. "What else happened?" She looked back at the girl knowing she was leaving something out, when Six was involved things never went so smoothly.
"Well... He may have helped me out by dealing with this guy who makes me steal for him." Amber kept staring. "By maiming his two friends and forcing the barrel of his gun down his throat."
"There it is." Amber sighed exasperated knowing something like that was coming. "Do you have any family child?" She asked the teenage girl.
"Nope, and my name is Emerald." This earned what felt like the tenth sigh that evening from the maiden who was now massaging her temples. "Also after thinking about it on the walk here, that guy you beat up, his dad is a big shot in a local gang."
"And now it's not safe for you here thanks to Six." Amber finished the girls point. "Fine, whatever, I'm to fucking tired to care. I'm going to bed."
"I think that's the first time I've heard you curse." Six muttered under his breath as she pulled her night clothes out of her bag and went into the bathroom to change. "Does this mean you're not mad at me?" Instead of a response Amber stuck her hand out of the bathroom and sent a ball of fire into Six's, luckily helmeted, face.
"I think that was a no." Emerald told the courier while giggling slightly to herself.
Six laughed as well. "She'll come around, she a great gal. You go ahead and take the bed Emmy, I'll take the floor." Six folded his arms behind his head and got comfortable.
"Hey Six." Emerald spoke as she pulled the covers over her body. "Why are you being so nice to me? What do you get out of this?" It was small but Six could hear the hint of suspicion in the girls question.
"The same reason for nearly everything I do, my gut. I had a feeling in my gut that you'd play an important role in the way the future pans out, and I wanna make sure you don't get screwed by whatever that role is." He explained confusing the girl even further.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Do you believe in destiny Emerald?" Six asked the girl in return.
"Not really, no." She answered still confused.
"Well I do, but not in the conventional sense. Destiny isn't a set path to be followed, it's a set of chains that need to be shattered. A few years ago, before I had aura, I was making a delivery like a good little courier." Six stared up at the ceiling as he spoke. "Then while along my route I was ambushed by a group of men who forced me down on the ground. The earliest thing in my life I can remember was that bastard holding his gun to my head. He said to me, 'from where you're kneeling it must seem like an 18-carat run of bad luck. Truth is, the game was rigged from the start.', and then he put to bullets in my skull. Then they threw me in a unmarked grave and buried me."
Emerald sat wide eyed as she listened to his story. "How are you alive?"
"Good question. It was my destiny to die in the grave that day, but god gave me the strength to survive until someone dug me up and took me to a doctor who managed to save my life. Destiny is what you allow it to be, and something deep in my gut is telling me that your destiny is gonna take you down a very dangerous and difficult road. I've walked many a lonesome road myself, I'm not about to let you." Six finished as he rolled over onto his side facing away from the girl who now had tears flowing down her face.
"Thank you." Her voice was so low not even she could here it.
Amber stood in the bathroom listening to the whole story, this was her first time hearing the full story of how he'd been shot in the head. She stood silently thinking over his words, especially those about destiny. After several minutes Amber exited the bathroom and made her way over to the bed she'd claimed and lied down. "Chains to be shattered?" She whispered to herself before closing her eyes.
Elsewhere
Cinder walked into a shady bar in Vacuo with a smile painted across her face, she noticed the lustful leers she was getting from the less than innocent looking people around her. Most young women would be intimidated in such an environment, but Cinder was more than confident in her ability to defend herself in the need should arise. Sauntering over to the bar she took a seat on a small leather bar stool.
The bartender walked over and leaned on the bar in front of her. "Now what could a pretty little thing like you want in a hole in the wall like this?"
Cinder giggled lightly. "I'm looking for someone, someone very important." She explained giving the man a smile that sent most men to their knees. "I wanted to hire him to assist me with a few things."
The bartender nodded. "If he's in a place like this, I doubt it's the most honest type of work. Maybe I can help you, who are you looking for?"
"The Oroboros." With that most of the activity in the bar ended and people began scrambling for the exit, and with good reason. Cinder smiled at the reaction earned just by stating the nickname of the assassin she was looking to hire.
The bartender managed to remain unmoved aside from the few beads of sweat on his forehead. "I see, well then please follow me ma'am." His tone was now far more formal and serious as opposed to before. The bartender lead Cinder into the back and of a flight of stairs to the second floor, down a short hallway was a wooden door with barely audible music coming from the other side. Coming to a halt in front of the door the bartender gave one knock followed by a pause then three more knock then a pause followed by one final knock.
After several seconds the door opened to reveal a shirtless man with green hair and a frown on his face. "Terrance, how can I help you today?"
"Uh, you have a customer sir." The man nervously stepped aside and allowed Cinder to step forward.
"And a looker at that." He stepped forward and leaned into Cinder's face, invading her personal space in the process. "What do you want." His tone shifted from amused to serious once again.
"I want to hire you for an extended job, one that could possibly take several years to accomplish." Cinder spoke completely without fear in her voice.
The green haired man held up one finger and walked back into his room closing the door behind him, the bartender had taken this as an opportunity to excuse himself and go back down stairs. After a few minutes the door reopened to reveal a fully dress man in a long black coat with a black vest underneath and a white dress shirt under that, around his neck was a tie that looked like it had been cut at the bottom. He had a pair of belts holding up a pair of black dress pant and a pair of brown leather boots with metal plating attached to them. On his head sat a simple black fedora. "Before anything, what will the payment look like?" He spoke first.
"More than you ever be able to spend." Cinder smirked.
"Good to hear." He reached behind the door and grabbed a black suit case and began walking towards the stairs followed by the black haired woman. Upon reaching the ground floor he walked over to the bar. "Well Terry, it's been fun but it seems I'll been gone for some time."
Terrance nodded at the man before him. "I wish you luck sir, and don't worry, nobody will ever know you were here."
The green haired man smiled widely, his eyes almost appearing to be close. "I know Terry." In a blur of silver the green haired man swung a knife across the bartenders throat before the man could even register the movement, blood began pouring out of the mans throat. Reaching over the counter he grabbed a couple bottles of alcohol and opened them up before pouring their contents along the bar and floor. Then from his pocket he pulled a pack of matches and lit one up then threw it onto the bar setting it ablaze. Looking to Cinder who didn't seem all to bothered by the murder she just witnessed, he gesture for the door with his head. Once the two were outside the, now on fire, bar, he spoke up again. "By the way, the names Hazama, now tell me more about this job."
Cinder grinned at the man as they walked away from the burning building. "Gladly."
With Six
"I don't wanna." Six stood with his arms crossed while the two girls with him stood with eyebrows raised.
"What do you mean you don't want to?" Amber asked the courier. The three stood at the docks of Mistral city with a large boat nearby waiting for them. "This is the fastest way to get to the eastern cape of Mistral. Our next job is out there, what's the issue?"
"I don't do boats." He stated simply.
The two girls looked at each others for several seconds as they let his words sink in. "You're scared of boats?" Emerald asked her new brother figure with some amusement in her voice.
Six scoffed. "I ain't scared of shit, I just don't trust them."
After several more seconds of silence the two dark skin beauties burst into laughter earning a death glare from the courier. "I can't believe it!" Amber held her sides as she laughed. "Mr. I'm a badass cold blooded killer is scared of boats." Amber had to lean on Emerald to keep from falling. After several minutes of laughter the two began to calm down. "Look Six, I've already bought the tickets and had the motor cycle taken aboard so it's either get on the boat or walk."
Six stood staring at the boat, even with his helmet on Amber could tell that he was considering the two options. With an exasperated sigh she walked over to him and wrapped an arm around his and began pulling him towards the boat, Emerald followed her lead and took his other arm with a smile. "Come on Six, everything is gonna be fine." Emerald comforted the courier with a gentle voice.
"Yeah, and if the worst does come to pass you know I can keep us safe." Amber comforted him from the other side as well.
Six swallowed loudly as he looked at the two smiling girls on his arms pulling him towards the boat. "Fine, but my gut is telling me this shit is gonna suck."
"It's a luxury Schnee company liner, nearly four hundred people are gonna be on board. It's got every safety feature you could think of and then some. I promise you everything is going to be okay." Amber gave his arm a light squeeze and a soothing smile.
Hours later
"I so fucking told you!" Six shouted at his two companions as a trio of ships flying White Fang colors surrounded their boat.
Go ahead and send me all your hate over Hazama, I don't care. This is MY story and I'll add whoever the fuck I want to it and if someone has a problem with that then they can go write their own fuckin story. To everyone who doesn't have a problem with my adding Hazama, thank you for reading and know that your my favorite, especially you Steve. Leave me a review and tell me what you all think. Until next time.
