Chapter 9
(A/N: I should've told you all earlier: I'm adding in some Original Characters whose stories I'll tell later on. But, they are from the following franchises: Halo, Mass Effect, and Naruto. Also, let me know how I'm doing in the reviews. They're much appreciated!)
A young woman in a red dress with yellow eyes and black hair that reached down to her back walked from the streets to the warehouse district. Men with either animal ears and tails as well as claws were loading dust into a certain warehouse, the foreman and other usual workers either bought off or killed to be silenced.
She shook her head at the sheer absurdity of tonight's events.
Roman Torchwick got himself arrested again after he failed to rob that store. If it hadn't been for that huntsman, they would've gotten at the very least a sizeable haul for the upcoming operation.
She sighed as she looked up at the moon. At the very least, they had gotten much of what they needed from other robberies.. She looked at the workers with their uniforms on. They wore what appeared to be Grim masks with black hoods. And their silver jackets had the snarling wolf's head turned sideways with three claw marks over it. The symbol of the White Fang.
It had taken a bit of convincing to get a White Fang leading member, Adam Taurus, to her side... or at least, partially to her side as they made the deal with Torchwick in the first place. And Torchwick was, in essence, her go-to guy for getting as much dust as they needed. So, now, she would have to bail him out again. What would it cost this time? She wondered.
Along the way back, she tried to analyze the man who was definitely telekinetic. She would have to find copies of the security cameras from the store and the surrounding streets to find out what actually happened. He seemed tall from the distance that she was at. He wore some kind of bulky combat armor that was white or gray. He was wielding that strange sword that lit up and was apparently so hot that it cut through the tail section of the bullhead she commandeered like a hot knife through butter.
Heavy combat armor, most likely a huntsman of some kind. Though, what academy he graduated from or not was a question that would be answered for another time. He could've been Atlas Special Operations, he had the look.
Thankfully, he had been dallying with that girl before investigating the wreckage, allowing her to escape. She had to walk all the way back here. With her gifts, she easily frightened the would-be muggers with a show of power. Though she was beautiful, she was also deadly like a black widow.
Still, they were going to need as much dust as they could get their hands on. The setbacks though, she inwardly sighed, were making her superior grow a tad bit short on patience, along with herself.
She walked into the warehouse as a few of the workers, looked at her. She glared at them with her eyes, making them look away.
She walked to a particular area of the warehouse where a group of crates were.
Two figures were hanging out.
One was a green-haired black girl with chocolate-covered skin. Her mid-riff was exposed thanks to a white tap that exposed her cleavage. She also wore shorts that exposed her thighs as she wore boots that came up half-way to her shins. She had twin weapons that functioned as both pistols and scythes strapped to her lower back.
The other person was a taller slim and slender young man with gray hair, though he was pretty young. He was handsome, but also deadly. All three of them were deadly in their own right. His legs when they moved sounded like they whirred or clanked. They looked up. Emerald smiled.
"Hey, Cinder. How'd your night go?" She asked, happily. Cinder's expression told her everything.
"Oh," She said, her face becoming concerned as did the man's expression.
"Torchwick got arrested again. I want you to come up with the bail money for him." She ordered.
"Again?!" The man exclaimed annoyed.
"Last time we nearly got arrested for-" Cinder looked at him with her yellow eyes, telling him to shut up.
"Right," He said, nodding, trying not to show his fear. Cinder looked at
"Em, I want you to poke around the 'Net... see if you can find anything on a certain individual." Cinder said before describing him.
Emerald blinked and their male friend tilted his head as she described what happened earlier.
"Sounds like a challenge," The man said, thinking with a smile.
"Maybe," Cinder said, nodding. She was thinking about contacting her superior on this.
"Something wrong, ma'am?" Emerald asked.
"No," Cinder lied. She had a strong feeling that things were changing somehow. It was like what was supposed to happen was going to be altered in ways she didn't know.
"I'll leave you to it," Cinder said, leaving them.
Just as she turned, she saw a young woman stand right in front of her. The girl had her hair neat and short. However, it, like her eyes, were different colors split in half like Neapolitan ice cream. Funny, as her name was 'Neo'.
Her eyes asked for answers as she spoke in sign language.
'I saw you come back. Where's Roman?'
"I'm afraid Roman's gone back to jail... again." Cinder said the last part with annoyance. Neo closed her eyes in anger and gritted her teeth.
"We'll come up with the bail money and get him out. We still have a deal, just so you know." Cinder assured her.
Neo sighed and nodded.
Sure. The mute signed and walked off.
Cinder yet again wondered if the two were still business partners... or something a lot more intimate. Could be useful blackmail material, she thought. She then went up to her billeted room and pulled out her scroll. She dialed a number and called someone.
"Girl, I have no time to talk to you right now. I'm in the middle of something." An older, cultured voice said angrily.
"Watts, something strange happened tonight," She said. She then explained the robbery, along with the progress of the operation they were working on as well, and then explained what had happened. The man was silent for a good minute.
"Watts?" She asked. This wasn't like him. Usually, when he spoke to her it was condescending and arrogant, though the man was pretty much a technical genius. Which was the reason why he had been brought in.
"Cinder," The man began slowly.
"I think you should get back to the castle... right now. Leave your posse in Vale and come right here. Right now." Watts said, trying to hide something.
"Watts, this isn't like you. What's going on?" She asked.
Watts paused and it sounded like he whispered 'she has no fucking clue'.
"Cinder, I think you're going to be in over your head unless you get back home, right now." Watts said.
"I'll get the others. You're going to tell all of us what happened exactly and truthfully. She's going to want to know this. It's that damned important." Watts told her. Cinder blinked. He sounded scared. Since when the hell was he ever scared of anything besides their leader?
"Now, get right back here. Tell your posse you're going to be gone, but you'll be back." Watts ordered. Cinder looked at the scroll.
"Of course. I'm on my way." She said, nodding. She then turned it off. She looked up and blinked.
"Who the hell is this guy?" She asked.
