Been playing PUBG lately, I suck ass at it. I've yet to get more than three kills in a game. Let's do this.
"So then me and the assassin both pulled the trigger, we both went silent for like five seconds. Get this, both guns jammed!" Six laughed as he told his story to Mercury who sat across from him in the airship flying over the Vale country side. "So after we realized what had happened he pulled a knife, I on the other hand hand forgot to pull my knife out of one of his buddies a minute before."
Mercury sat completely enthralled in his story. "So what'd you do?"
"I beat him to death with my jammed gun and walked away with a new knife." Six reached into his boot and pulled out a serrated combat knife with a razor sharp edge. "It was on that day I started to always carry spares." Tossing the knife into the air he caught it by the tip of the blade and handed it to the teen. "That's something I've noticed hunters don't quite understand, they always put so much work into the their weapons that they never have anything else to fall back on when something jams or breaks." Reaching back into his boot he pulled out the knifes sheath and handed it to the teen. "Keep that with you, you never know when you'll need it."
Mercury smiled at his reflection in the blade. "What about you? Don't you need it as a spare?"
Six laughed. "Kid, I've got four more hidden on me right now, I've got spares for my spares." He smacked the teens shoulder. looking back out the window Six smiled. "Hey check it out, you can see Beacon."
Mercury moved over and looked out quickly gaining an amazed look on his face. "Damn, that's a lot bigger than I was expecting." Mercury chuckled before returning to his seat. "So I've been meaning to ask, who are we going to be meeting up with?"
"Two girls named Amber and Emerald, Amber is my... partner I guess you could say. I'm her bodyguard. Emerald is around your age actually, pulled her off the street of Mistral City, she was a pickpocket." Mercury nodded.
"You're just putting together a little collection of orphans aren't you?"
This earned another laughed from the courier. "I guess I am. Now get comfortable, we still got another half hour before we arrive."
Elsewhere
Deep in the forests of Mistral laid a man, he wore a long red coat with a black outfit underneath. He had short black hair and his eyes were hidden behind a pair of darkly tinted sunglasses. Stabbed into the ground next to him was a large single edged sword that looked like it was meant to be wielded with two hands. Reaching down to his waist the man grabbed a gourd and gave it a shake.
"Empty." He sighed before using his one good arm to prop himself up and look around. "This doesn't feel like paradise, and it doesn't feel like hell either." Looking around he took in the scenery around him, turning his eyes to his sword he reached up and grasped the handle. Pulling himself to his feet he quickly pulled the blade from the ground and gave it a single powerful swing to rid it of the dirt stuck to it and then placed it onto his back. "I guess my story isn't quite over just yet."
After another moment he began walking, he didn't really care about the direction, he had no clue where he was. He didn't know how long he'd walked when he finally came upon the edge of the forest, the sun had begun to lower so it must've been at least a few hours. When he stepped out of the thick woods and onto a worn looking dirt road he was left with a choice. "Right or left?" He asked himself looking down both paths, he couldn't see the end of either nor any sign of civilization either way. Reaching into his coat coat he pulled out a coin and looked it over. "Heads right, tails left." He muttered before giving the coin a strong flip with his thumb sending it turning high in the air.
A moment later it came falling back down and the man let it hit the ground, looking at the coin he reached down and picked it back up. "Right it is."
He walked until the sun had set and continued until it began to peak over the horizon the next day, it wasn't very difficult, he'd made journeys far further and in worse conditions before. If anything he had enjoyed the quiet of the night, it gave plenty of time to think about what had happened to him over the past few days, his true 'death' which didn't seem to want to let him rest.
In the distance he heard the silence break as the sound of engines roared loudly. Within moments he could see the forms of several motorbikes riding down the road towards him. Deciding to do the polite thing he stepped out of their path and onto the side of the road, to his annoyance however they didn't seem the type to be thankful and began circling once they reached him. Coming to a stop about seven people, bandit by the way they were dressed, maybe highway men, all drew weapons.
"Morning." One spoke getting off his motorcycle. "Who might you be sir?"
Letting out a tired sigh he replied. "Nobody important, just a vagabond. Why do you ask."
"No reason really, I just noticed that big fancy sword on yur back their. Mind lettin me take a closer look at it." He grinned.
"Sure thing." Reaching over his shoulder he gabbed the blade and pulled it off his back before holding it out to the man who looked surprised that he was actually letting him take the sword.
Grabbing the handle he completely caught off guard by the weight of the blade when the man let go and nearly fell to the ground. "What the hell?"
Reaching down the man grabbed the blade again and picked it back up. "Someone as weak as you isn't worthy of wielding a blade like this. Now leave before you make me angry." He said calmly before beginning to walk again only to be stopped by a blade being pointed at him by one of the men, he let out yet another sigh. "Never any rest for the wicked." He shook his head before attacking.
While all the happened a single raven sat on a branch watching the entire event take place.
Haven Academy
Headmaster Leonardo Lionheart sat quietly behind his desk going over some paper work, it was a rather normal day. The only interesting things to have happened recently was when he had to send that airship to pick up the fall maidens partner, the horsemen. He sighed, the maidens were stressful enough to know about, now this? It was enough to give a man a migraine just thinking about it.
A blinking light appeared on his scroll on his desk, touching the screen he answered. "Yes?"
"Headmaster, you have a... man here who wants to see you." His secretaries voice came over the device, she sound somewhat disturbed.
"Thank you, please send him in." He straightened himself up, not sure who would be coming to see him today. He had no appointments scheduled. He waited for nearly a minute until the door to his office received a knock. "Come in." He called in response.
A moment later the door opened revealing a man that instantly set every hair on the end. "Good afternoon headmaster, sorry for dropping in like this." The man chuckled to himself, his voice was old and rough like sand paper. His skin was gray and looked like it had been ripped off a corpse and draped over another, his eyes were so dull and white most would assume he was blind. "My mistress asked me to... stop by and get a report."
That caused his heart to drop. "Salem sent you." Leonardo loosened his collar. "Very well, please take a seat." He shakily gestured for one of the chairs across from his desk. Walking over to the chair the corpse man pulled out a hand rolled cigarette from his pocket and lit it up, taking a long drag he let out a large cloud of smoke.
"Do you have any updates on any of the four?" He asked calmly.
"Yes actually... it would seem that the current fall maiden has acquired something of a bodyguard. One that Ozpin believes is a horsemen, I do not know a great deal about the man except that he appears to be rather formidable. As for the spring maiden, I still have no idea who or where they may be. The others believe that I'm still in contact with the maiden and that the former spring maiden is still the current one. They still have no clue that she's been dead for sometime." The headmaster explained.
"I see, that's good to know. What else has been happening with the old wizard?" The man finished off his cigarette.
"Not much yet, but I'm certain he has something in the works." The headmaster tiredly put his head into his hands. "By the way, I never caught your name." He looked back up to the disgusting looking man.
Said man smiled widely. "Please, call me Justice."
Beacon
As the ship began to land the ramp began to open revealing Six and Mercury standing in the belly of the airship, standing on the landing pad were Amber, Emerald, Ozpin, and a blonde haired green eyed woman. Six raised his hands and removed his helmet before leaning in closer to Mercury. "Their probably gonna be super happy to see me so please don't laugh if they start crying." He whispered into the teens ear earning a nod.
Once the ship finally touched down the pair began walking down the ramp towards the now approaching group, Amber was leading the way. Six gave a smile and raised his arms in a manner that welcomed a hug. "Did you miss me princ-" Before he could finish his sentence an aura enhance fist slammed into the side of his face hard enough to send him flying all the way over the edge of Beacon's cliff.
Everyone stood completely stunned, staring at the maiden who'd thrown the punch as she walked over to the edge of the cliff and shouted. "THAT'S FOR SCARING ME YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Moments later she turned back to the group with a smile on her face. "That felt really good."
Hours Later
"You punched me off a cliff." Six growled sitting on a couch in the room Ozpin had provided for the four visitors.
"And you made me think you died, I'd say we're even." Amber replied as she added sugar to a cup of tea.
"LIKE HELL WE ARE!" The courier threw his arms up in indignation. "How the hell is it my fault that a pirate band boarded a boat, that I never wanted to get on by the way, nailed me with a club that knocked me unconscious at the bottom of the ocean!? I refuse to take ANY responsibility for ANY of this shit!" Six looked over to the gray haired teen sitting in front of the TV next to Emerald playing a fighting game. "Merc back me up here."
"No way yur pulling me into this." He responded never looking away from his match against the pickpocket.
Letting out an exasperated sigh Six stood and stomped out of the room and down the hall, as he walked he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and placed one in his mouth. Walking up some stairs to a door he exited out onto the roof and pulled out his lighter and lit the cigarette, taking a long drag he stared up at the shattered moon that hung in the night sky. After a minute the door behind him opened earning his attention, turning his head he saw it was Amber. "What do you wan-" For the second time that day he was cut off by the woman, however this time instead of a punch to the face she slammed her body into his and wrapped him into a tight hug. Six was caught off guard by the action, he was further surprised when he noticed the girl was shaking. "Amber?" He asked, the anger and frustration having left his voice.
"I was so scared." She choked out as she sobbed into his chest, he could feel her tears bleeding through his thick under shirt. "I thought... I thought you were gone."
Six was quiet as he let his mind wrap around all of this, then after nearly another minute he returned the hug and pulled the sobbing maiden closer. "I'm sorry for scaring you, but I promise you." He pulled away and lifted her head to face him. "I'm not going anywhere."
Alright I think that's good for this chapter, sorry for the wait but school has to take priority. Leave me a review and tell me what you all think. Until next time.