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Speech: "The Thief."
Thought: 'The Thief.'
Flashback: "The Thief"
So it's been about two weeks since I fought Mercury, and since he and I decided we would enter the Grand Tournament, we've been discussing on potential opponents that would be in the Grand Tournament and how we would be able to counter them.
Our goal is to have our rematch in the finals of the Grand Tournament.
No restriction, no reserves, and definitely no interruptions.
Mercury himself is a pretty carefree kind of guy, he says that it's nice to have a friend who knows how to joke around and how to take jokes.
Now that I think about it, he and I aren't too different from each other, maybe that's why I liked him so much when I was watching the show. Though he says I swear A LOT more than he does.
Anyway, onto the creatures of Grimm that roam this world.
First, there's the Zizuzik, which is basically a flying Monkey Grimm.
It can come in various sizes, but the matured ones are about 40 ft tall.
The average ones are about 4-5 feet tall.
The little ones alone aren't that much of a threat, but when they're in a pack, they can prove to be pretty dangerous due to their mobility.
They can also fly with the wings on their back as well. Unlike most Grimm, who are just drawn by negative emotions, the Zizuzik are attracted to greed and envy.
The alpha Zizuzik is the one you have to watch out for.
They are just as mobile as the smaller ones and have enough brute strength to destroy a Bullhead with a single swing of its fist.
Alone, they are a pretty large threat, but if it has a group of smaller Zizuzik's around it, then you probably have no hope of winning against all of them.
Though this is mostly due to Huntsmen thinking they have to take down the big guy first, then kill the smaller guys.
Though if playing RPG's have taught me anything, is that you take down the smaller guys first so that they aren't a problem anymore, then you kill the big guy last.
Next, there's the Hellion.
There have only been two sightings of this creature in the last 80 years and many suspect it to be the same one, making this Grimm even more dangerous.
The Grimm itself is very humanoid in appearance, roughly ten feet tall, their ebony body bearing similarities to that of a Beowolf without its spikes, exposed ribs covered by white armor, bipedal on cloven hooved feet, white shoulder fur sprouting around their neck and shoulder and with lanky yet powerful arms ending in humanoid hands.
Their head makes them stand out the most; a multitude of ivory horns crowning its head, a pair of pronged horns like an elk's antlers going down from its forehead, along with multiple jutting out from its chin like a beard.
The head is also covered by a shell, similar to a Barbute helmet, leaving the face exposed.
The frightening part of this creature is the face, vaguely humanoid, a mouth shaped to smile cruelly and deep red, pupil-less eyes.
This Grimm, unlike others, doesn't have sharp claws or teeth to shred their prey, nor do they possess the immense strength of a Beringel to bash the nearest Huntsman to a messy puddle of themselves.
What makes these Grimm so extremely dangerous is their high intelligence and their adaptability.
For example, they are able to mimic the very weapons of Huntsmen after witnessing them only once, and what they lack in strength they make up for in speed and quickly learning how to use the weapons of Huntsmen after they stole them from their previous owners.
They also show a sense of leadership and tactician, able to lure other Grimm towards inhabited places and finding their weakest point.
They lack the ability to speak our language, but these creatures seem to understand the basic of human speech and react accordingly, making it even more dangerous than the common Grimm.
Only one was documented, notably by its single eye while the other was slashed or burned severely away, giving it the moniker One-Eye.
Although the reports are based upon Huntsmen who fought this creature, most fell victim by the first encounter, though the most noticeable encounter was with a lone huntsmen, losing his weapon to it too.
The only known Huntsmen to have survived an encounter with this Grimm were Team STRQ.
In short, when you see this guy, be ready for the true meaning of an endurance fight.
That's about it for Grimm Studies. Let's move on to Remnant History.
Let's talk about Mistral.
Out of all the kingdoms in Remnant, Mistral has the most controlled continent.
It has a wider variety of ecosystems compared to the other kingdoms.
While Vale has its lush green forests, Vacuo has its deserts, and Atlas has its frozen tundras, Mistral has all three.
It's a place anyone can live in and be happy. T
he main city of Mistral takes pride in their contribution to theater, fashion, architecture, art; you name it and Mistral will probably have it. In terms of looks, just think of Japan and all of its palaces and that's basically what Mistral looks like.
There's also a separate city below the city of Mistral; the city of thieves.
Now, how did this city come to be, you may ask.
Well, I'll tell you before it was known as the city of thieves, it was the biggest underground black market in all of Remnant.
That was at the time of the Great War. During this time, there were a group of people who didn't exactly agree with Mistral's decisions with the Great War.
So they decided to make their own City in the underground of Mistral.
Mistral wasn't happy with their decision and decided to take action after a year since it's development.
They sent their best troops down into the City to take control of the city. This sparked the "Mistral Revolution."
It wasn't a very long one, considering that Mistral already had their hands full with the Great War, and now they were trying to take control of an entire city.
The leader of the city led the revolution, and was half of, if not most of the reason why they won.
He was able to kill a lot of the different Captains that were sent to take control of the city with the Enchanted Dagger "Carnwennan". No one knows exactly what the enchantments do.
Eventually, Mistral decided it was best to focus their forces on Vale and Vacuo.
The Mistral Revolution was finally over, and the city of thieves was entirely independent of Mistral's rule.
Many people wonder how this city wasn't plundered into chaos, well it's all because of one unspoken rule in the city of thieves.
"Everyone inside these walls is to be considered family. To go against that is like going against the city itself."
To put it into perspective, no one could steal from anyone or kill anyone while they were inside of the city's walls.
Right now, I was currently walking around Vale to look for a "job". Ozpin said that he wanted me to get my own spending money, instead of relying on him all of the time. So far, it's not going very well.
"Seriously! Ya think that a city this big would at least have ONE place that needed workers!" I yelled at nobody in particular.
I tried going everywhere; I went to the different restaurants, convenient stores, weapon shops, I even tried that one store from the very first episode.
I think it was called "Dust to Dawn" or something like that.
Now that I think about, that same old dude was at multiple shops I went to. It's like this guy owns every fucking store in existence or something.
Seriously, how the hell does he move so fast?!
I was right about to give up my search and try tomorrow until my eyes fell on a particular bookstore.
"Tukson's Book trade, Help Wanted." I read aloud.
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"Well why not, I mean, it's a good start when it comes to changing things." I said to myself as I walked into the store. I looked around to see if there was anyone in the store or behind the counters. There wasn't anyone in sight. It looked almost abandoned.
Maybe no one's here.
I was about to walk out of the store until I heard a door from behind the counter open.
"Welcome to Tukson's Book Trade, Home To Every Book Under The Sun." I heard the man from behind the counter say.
Never mind.
The man in question wore a short-sleeved quarter-zip burgundy and black shirt with a visible white undershirt. His hair was cleanly cut, and he had noticeable sideburns, along with hairy, muscular arms.
"Um, I'm here for a job." I said bluntly.
"Oh!" He said in surprise.
"What's wrong?" I asked him.
"It's just kids your age don't normally apply to... well... bookstores." He said sheepishly.
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"I mean, if you don't want the help then I'll-." I was about to leave the bookstore only for Tukson to cut me off.
"No! I was just shocked, that's all. If you want a job here, then I can give you one." He offered.
"Cool. When do I start?" I asked.
"Well, I still have to interview, you know, for legal purposes." He replied as he walked behind the counter and took out a clipboard.
"Okay, let's do it." I said.
"Okay, let's see." He said as he flipped through the different papers on the clipboard.
"Ah! Here it is." He said, taking out a pencil from the counter.
"Okay, name and occupation?" He asked.
"Brandon Kim, and student. Sort of." I answered.
"Sort of?" He asked.
"It's complicated. Personal stuff." I said.
"Alright, well I'll just put down student." He decided.
"Okay, next question. Age, Height, and Weight?" He asked.
"Sixteen, soon to be seventeen, 5'8, and 164 lbs." I answered.
"Okay, how good are you at talking to people?" He asked.
Well, I'm friends with the niece of the most dangerous criminal in Vale, and the guy that will potentially kill you in the near future so yeah, I'm pretty good at it.
"I like to think I'm pretty good at it." I said to him.
"Alright, that seems to be about it." He said as he tore one of the papers out and put it in a file.
"So when do I start?" I asked him.
"Well, normally, I would have you start tomorrow, but I have some important business to attend to today. So would you mind watching the shop until I get back?" He asked.
"Yeah, sure." I said.
"Great! I shouldn't be too long." He said as he walked out of the shop. I started to look around the bookstore, trying to get a get a feel for where everything is. After looking around, I sat on the chair behind the counter, waiting for someone to come to the bookstore.
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"Okay, this is ridiculous! I would think that ONE person would have come to the sto-!" I was cut off by the sound of the doorbell ringing.
"O-Oh, welcome to Tukson's Book Trade, Home To Every Book Under The Sun. How can I help you?" I asked the man in question.
"Yes, do you have the book, The Thief and The Butcher?" He asked me.
"Yeah, it's over there by the mystery section." I answered.
"Thank you." He said as he walked over to the Mystery section.
"By the way when you say "Home To EVERY Book Under The Sun." Do you really mean every book?" He asked me.
"It's just a catchphrase." I said.
"It's false advertising!" He said.
"FINE, walk out and I'll greet you in a more PROPER matter!" I said in an annoyed tone.
"Hmm, very well." He said as he walked out of the door. He then opened the door again.
"Welcome to Tukson's Book Trade, "Home To ALMOST Every Book Under The Sun." I said.
"There! Are ya happy now?!" I asked.
"Yes, now, I would like to purchase this book." He said as he put the book down on the counter. I then scanned it, put it in the bag, only to be stopped by the man.
"Aren't you going to ask me if I want hardcover or paperback?" He asked me in a smug tone. I then put another copy of the book in, scanned the item, took the man's credit card, slid it into the machine, and put the books in front of him.
"There, now you have both." I said.
"W-what?! B-but you just charged me for TWO of the SAME books!" He exclaimed.
"Well sir, if you're having problems with our customer service, call 1-800 eat a dick." I said. The man then picked up the bag and stormed out of the store.
"I should talk to Tukson about changing the slogan." I told myself, waiting for more customers.
A couple hours had passed since Tukson left the store. I was currently walking out of the store, Tukson coming back. He gave me an early paycheck for watching over the store for him.
I was currently walking down the streets of Vale, looking for something to eat.
Seriously, how many restaurants does this place have?
I mean I'm not complaining, the more food there is the better, but still, kinda makes it hard to narrow down what you want to eat in the first place.
It also didn't help that Vale didn't have most of the foods that I had in America.
I kinda expected it due to Vale being an entirely different "County", so it having different cultures, foods, and accustoms wasn't really to surprising.
But do you have any idea how heart breaking it is when you ask someone where you could get some Chinese food, and there response was "What's a Chinese?"?
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Now I know they weren't trying to sound racist but still...just sorta happened.
So no Italian, Korean, Mexican, or any other cultural foods that I grew up with are here.
Well, at least they have the basic foods that everyone ate in America.
I eventually settle at one of the hot dog stands on the sidewalk.
"Okay, sir that will be about 3 lien." The hot dog stand owner said. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my wallet, only for someone to grab it out of my hands.
"Hey! What the he-!" I was cut off mid-sentence as I got a good look of the thief in question.
She was a young woman with medium-brown skin and dark red eyes.
Her hair is a light mint green cut with a straight fringe and bangs, as well as two long locks on each side at the back.
She wore two bronze-colored rings on her middle fingers as well as a pair of high-heeled shoes.
She also wore white pants and brown chaps that end at her calves and an overlong belt, twice-wrapped.
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"Sir! That women just stole your wallet! Aren't you going to go after- Why are you hitting your head against that wall?" The man asked.
"No reason." I muttered as I began to run after the thief.
Okay, god, or Monty, or whoever they worship here. When I asked "Who's next? Emerald?" two weeks ago, I WAS MAKING A FUCKING JOKE!
I quickly started to run after Emerald.
(Third Person POV)
"Heh, what an idiot, didn't even see me coming." Emerald smiled to herself as she ran into the alley way.
"Let's see how much he had." She said as she pulled out the boy's wallet.
What she saw was a wallet filled to the brim with different types of lien varying in different value.
"Damn, I hit the jackpot!" Emerald said as she pulled out a handful of lien from the wallet.
This could be her ticket out of this job...while she had no intentions to quit, it was always nice to have at least one back up plan.
"Well, well. What do we have here?" A man said from the other side of the alleyway.
'Great.' Emerald thought to herself sarcastically.
The pair of men then began to walk towards her with greedy eyes.
The man on the right was about 6 feet tall, wearing a black t-shirt, with brown pants.
The man on the left was a dark skinned man with curly black hair.
He wore a black shirt with blue jeans. On the side of his waist was a .44 Magnum.
'Alright Emerald, just take out your weapon and scare the idiot's off. No need to get blood on your hand's here.' She thought to herself.
'Alright, I'm just going to take out my weapons and-' Her thought process cut off as she grabbed thin air where her weapon used to be. She then patted the empty space.
'And I left my weapons at the warehouse. Shit.' She thought to herself. She knew that she could take the men, even without her weapon. Though she still remembered the instructions Cinder gave her.
'During our stay here, I want you both to keep your hands clean. At least until we put our plan into motion, that is.' She remembered Cinder saying. She couldn't run out of the alley, the men were cutting off her path. The men then grabbed her by one of the straps on her shirt and slammed her against the wall.
"Alright bitch, here's how it's going to work. You're going to bring me 20 dollars each week, and half of what you steal. Do that, and I won't report you to the police." He said in a cocky tone.
'Bastard's.' Emerald thought as she gritted her teeth in anger at the two men.
"Hello, excuse me?" An unfamiliar voice said to the men.
Emerald and the two men turn their heads in the direction of the unknown voice. Emerald was shocked to see the boy who she just robbed standing at the other end of the ally.
"Oh look, it's the guy who just got robbed." The man holding Emerald said.
"Sorry sir, we caught the thief red handed, we were just about to return the wallet back to you." The man holding Emerald said.
"Okay, how should I put this? Here's what happened." The boy said as he pulled down his hood.
"She actually didn't steal the wallet you have there, it was a gift I gave to her." He said to the men.
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'Wait, what?!' Emerald thought in surprise.
(A few minutes earlier.) (My Pov)
"Damn it! I can't believe I actually got robbed. I swear when I get my hand's on her-" I was about to run into the alleyway where Emerald ran into, only to stop myself by the sound of an unfamiliar voice.
"Alright bitch, here's how here's how it's going to work. You're going to bring me 20 dollars each week, and half of what you steal. Do that, and I won't report you to the police." One of the men said to Emerald.
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Don't do it, Brandon, just walk away, you can get more money later.
I turned the opposite direction of the alleyway.
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Damn it! You already have enough on your plate with Neo and Mercury alone, don't add to the pile!
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I'm already in the alley, aren't I?
I look at the situation that was currently transpiring. One of the men was holding Emerald by one of the straps of her shirt, while the other was holding some sort of gun in his hand.
Why is it always the bad guys? Why can't I get someone like Yang or Ruby?
"Hello, excuse me." I said to the men. Both the men and Emerald looked over in my direction.
"Oh look, it's the guy who just got robbed." The man holding Emerald said.
"Sorry sir, we caught the thief red handed, we were just about to return the wallet back to you." The man holding Emerald said.
Oh look! My bullshit detectors are going through the roof right now.
Okay Brandon, think of something.
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Alright, here goes nothing.
"Okay, how should I put this? Here's what happened." I said as I pulled down my hood.
"She actually didn't steal the wallet you have there, it was a gift I gave to her." I said to the men.
(3rd Person POV)
'Why the hell is this guy covering for me? I just robbed him!' Emerald thought to herself.
"So then, would you please return both wallet and the girl?" The boy asked.
"A gift you say." The man holding her said.
"Just like I said, it was a gift. She and I are good friends actually. So would you please return my wallet, and let her go now?" The boy said. The man threw Emerald to the ground and started to walk towards the boy.
"A good friend you say." He said as he put his hand on one of the boy's shoulders.
"Why don't you tell me what your friends name is?" The man asked.
"Hmm."
"What's the matter, kid?" He asked.
"Here's a little present for ya!" The man said as he punched the boy across the cheek.
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"Oh, what's the matter, kid? Why don't you leave this stuff to the adu-" The man didn't even have time to finish his sentence as the boy punched him in the face, breaking his nose and knocking him out in the process.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought you were finished." The boy said, cracking his knuckles. The man next to him then pointed the gun at the kid.
"You made the wrong move, asshole!" The man said.
"Okay, listen, I really don't have time for this. So how about you just-" The boy was cut off as the man pulled the trigger. The bullet hit the boy directly in the head.
'Shit!' Emerald thought to herself. The man smiled victoriously, only for the boy he just shot to rub his head and turn to the man.
"Never mind then, be that way.." The man didn't even have time to fire another shot before the boy pulled out a soda bottle from his pocket. All of a sudden, the bottle began to emanate blue spark, shaking as the sparks made there way around it.
All of a sudden, the cap flew off and went straight towards the finger of the man, shattering his finger.
The man screamed in pain, but was quickly silenced as the boy threw the bottle at the man, causing the bottle to explode and knock the man out.
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"Now then, I believe you have something that belongs to me." The boy said as he walked over to Emerald.
(My Pov)
Well then. That went better than expected.
"Now then, I believe you have something that belongs to me." I said to Emerald. She looked reluctant at first, but decided she would give me back my wallet.
"With all of the cash, please," I said to her. She then takes out the cash from her pocket and handed it to me.
"Now, why the hell did you did you steal my wallet in the first place?" I asked her. She was about to respond until the growling of her stomach cut her off.
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"Oh, that's why." I said. She started to kick the ground in embarrassment.
"You know, if you wanted food, you could have just asked, instead of, ya know, stealing my wallet." I said to her. She looked at me with a shocked expression.
"Okay, so where do you want to go? I may have a lot of money, but try not to take us anywhere expensive." I said.
"Wait. Why? Why did you help me? I just robbed you." She asked me.
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"Well if you don't want the food then-." I said to her.
"Wait! I was just curious! Most people don't offer the person who just robbed them a meal." She said quickly.
"Lady, you're gonna learn pretty quickly that I am not 'most people'." I told her.
"Hmm. Well, thanks for the offer. By the way, my name's Emerald, Emerald Sustrai." She introduced herself as we walked out of the alley.
"Name's Brandon, Brandon Kim. Nice to meet ya." I said.
"So how did you do that?" Emerald asked me.
"Do what?" I asked.
"Don't play dumb! How the hell did you just break a cops finger with a soda bottle?!" She asked.
"Oh, it's my semblance, or at least a part of it." I said.
"What does it do?" She asked.
Should I REALLY tell a potential enemy how my enchantment works?
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Meh, what the hell? It's not like I'm much of a threat...yet.
With any luck she'll forget about me after this encounter.
"Well, I can basically give a power boost to any non-organic object." I said.
"Uh, what?" She asked.
"Do you have a bottle or something?" I asked.
Emerald looked around before running towards a booth that was selling food.
She went up to the cashier and swiped a soda bottle without him noticing.
"Here." She said.
"Do you always steal without a second thought?" I asked.
"Yes." Emerald said.
Well at least she's honest, I'll give her that.
"So you know how if you shake a soda can hard enough, the liquid will explode out of the bottle?" I asked.
"Yeah." She said.
"Well, I can do that-." I said as I activated the buster enchantment.
Suddenly, blue sparks started to surround the bottle, causing it to shake.
"Only it's instant-." As I said this, the cap on the bottle flew out, along with the contents of the bottle, creating a fountain of some sort.
"And it's more pressurized." I said.
Emerald whistled before looking around.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
Emerald quickly went to a fruit booth and stole a banana.
"Can you do it with this?" She asked.
"I said NON organic material." I clarified.
"It's the tree that has life, not the banana itself." Emerald said, rolling her eyes as she did.
"I don't think that's how it works." I said.
"Just use your damn semblance on it." She said.
"Fine, but I don't think-!" I didn't have time to finish as the banana shot out and nailed me right in the face, covering it with the remains of the banana.
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Emerald was holding her hands against her mouth, trying her best not to laugh.
"Oh ha ha! You're hilarious!" I said as I wiped away the remains.
"I try." She said.
"Ugh, so have you seen any place you liked?" I asked.
"Hmm.." Emerald hummed as she looked around.
Who were those guy's anyway?
They looked well dressed so either there a bunch of stuck up rich assholes, or they're part of a gang.
Well, considering that one dude pulled a gun one me, I'm gonna assume it was a gang.
Rich assholes NEVER have the balls to do anything violent.
Or the muscle.
Well, I guess that will show them not to mess with me.
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Wait, I just broke some random guys finger. The police are bound to find out about this.
That means.
"Shit!" I shouted in a panicked tone.
"Jeez! What?!" Emerald asked in an annoyed tone.
"I lost my temper again! Aw, Peach is gonna kill me!" I said.
"Who is she? Your mom or something?" She asked.
"What?! No, she's my-!"
Wait, should I really tell her about Beacon? That might make her suspicious of me, and that's the LAST thing I need right now.
"She's my aunt!" I said.
"Close enough." She said.
"Crap! She's really gonna drill into me when I get home!" I said.
"Wait, you talk about her like she's your guardian? What about your folks?" Emerald asked.
"Well..there not exactly around." I said.
"Oh." Emerald said before moving onward.
Okay, looks like she bought it.
Still, Peach is gonna kill me if she finds out about this!
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Wait, IF she finds out.
All I have to do is keep this situation under wraps and I-.
Though before I could do anything else, I felt my scroll vibrate in my pocket.
"Oh, busted." Emerald said in a teasing tone.
"Yeah, I don't think she'll find out that-."
"Would you mind explaining to me why I'm getting a call from the police saying that two men are in the hospital because on has a broken jaw and the other has a missing finger?" Peach said.
Shit.
"Why do you assume it's me?" I asked.
"I don't know, do you know anyone else who can remove a mans finger with a soda bottle?" She asked.
"To be fair they attacked first." I said.
"Meet me in my office." She said.
Great, now Peach is gonna kill me, is it too late to join Cinder?
"Hey." Emerald said, breaking me away from my scroll.
"What?" I asked.
Emerald said nothing, the only thing she did was point to a restaurant across the street.
"Isn't that the one place that robs people of it's money due to how expensive the food is?" I asked.
"Expensive, but REALLY good they say." She said.
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"No." I said, causing Emerald to nod her head.
"No!" I said.
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"No! I am not going to a restaurant that turns rich people into homeless people!" I said.
So we went to the restaurant that turns rich people into homeless people.
"I thought I said somewhere that WASN'T to expensive!" I said to her as I took a bite out of my sushi roll.
Though I can't complain too much, this stuff is a real treat!
"You said TRY." She said as she took a bite out of one of her sushi's.
Because that makes all the difference here.
"Anyway, you didn't answer my question back in the alley." She said.
"Hmm?" I said as I took a bite of my roll. She rolls her eyes at me and chuckles.
"Why did you help me back there?" She asked me.
Oh, right.
"Well, you did have my wallet." I replied matter-of-factually.
"Okay, yeah, I had your wallet, but if you just wanted your wallet, you wouldn't have offered me food." She pointed out.
She does have a point there, why did I do that? I mean she IS in cahoots with the woman who's gonna destroy Beacon.
So why did I do it?
"Okay, you got me there." I said.
"Well, I didn't really do it because I wanted to help you. Well.. that's part of it. But the main reason is because those guys really pissed me off." I said.
"Wait. That's it? They pissed you off." She said in bewilderment.
"Well, part of it was to help you, but that was only a little bit of it. The other was because I wanted to teach those assholes a lesson or two. That's the other part of why I helped you." I replied.
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She then started to laugh.
"What's so funny?" I asked her.
"I'm sorry! It's just-it's just, I didn't expect that to be the reason." She said in between breaths.
"Well, I haven't really said thanks yet, so yeah... Thanks for helping me, even though I robbed you."
"No problem. Let's just eat." I said as I went to go and grab the other roll, only for me to grab thin air.
"What the- did you eat my roll?!" I asked her.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She said with a smirk. I then hit my head against the table. She started to laugh again.
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"You know what, you're alright." She said.
Of course I am.
She gave me a slip of paper with a scroll number.
"I haven't laughed like that in a LONG time, here, as a thanks for the meal." She said.
And add Emerald to the list! We got Neo, Mercury, and now EMERALD!
Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to try. It's just going to be even HARDER, mainly because she's probably the most loyal to Cinder out of all of her members.
"Yeah, here's my number by the way." I said to her as I wrote my number down on a piece of paper.
"Thank's, now where were w-." She was cut off by the sound of her scroll going off.
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"Oh, my boss wants to talk to me. I'll see you around." She said as she walked out of the restaurant.
"Yeah, see ya." I said.
Hmm, maybe this won't be as bad as I thought it would be, maybe I can actually redeem them, maybe-.
My thought process was cut off as I looked into my wallet and noticed that half the lien was gone.
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God damn it, Emerald.
Journal Entry #10
Ah irony, she's a very unforgiving one. Well, with the exceptions of Roman, I've officially met all of Cinder's 'minions' so to say.
Maybe this will backfire, maybe it won't, hopefully it won't.
I also got a job at Tukson's. Hopefully I can save the guy, he seems nice enough.
Here are some of the reviews that were in the last chapter.
Review Response.
YviSalty: Wow, out of all of the review's I've gotten so far, this easily makes the top 5. I'm so glad you like the story.
DragonLord501st: Yeah, sorry about that. I wanted to find a way to introduce the Skaal into the series.
nightmaster000: Yeah, I didn't think I would win either.
War historian: Okay, thanks for the clarification.
Poll Progression:
Arkos: 16 (Still in the lead.)
ReNora: 15 ( The most recent episode had ReNora fan's rejoicing.)
IceBerg: 6 (Still in third.)
Black Sun: 6 (Neck and Neck.)
Cinnabun: 4 (Don't worry, at least you got one vote.)
Shades and Blade's: 3 (Don't worry Fox, you'll get there someday.)
Lancaster: 2 (Sorry Ruby, the power of Arkos is STILL too strong.)
Emerald Sustrai
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 126 lbs
Age: 16
Strength: C
Speed: A
Endurance: C
Perception: A
Semblance: B
Semblance: Individual Mental Hallucinations
Summary: When activated, Emerald has the ability to modify the sensory information in a person's head while their brain is processing it. She can make one (or more) see and hear things that aren't necessarily there. In other words, instead of generating an illusion that everyone nearby can see, she causes her target to hallucinate.
Destructive Power: E
Speed: C
Endurance: E
Precision: S
Potential Growth: C
Range: A
Well, that's about it.
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