So I am writing this even before the last one is posted because Wolfe is doing something and still hasn't finished the edits he has to do(Lazy fuck). So I don't know how him writing parts of last chapter has gone over with both of my fans. He might do something here but not the start, if I do have him write a part it will be towards the end. So now another shameless plug, We will have another podcast posted by the time you read this, Still called AlpacasMafia hit list I think you should watch them, they are decent. So I might talk to myself again to stretch this or Wolfe might be able to do the comments. Okay, let's keep this long and bitter bitches! So I want to give an excuse for the fact that we haven't updated. Some personal problems came up. I had a really big falling out with my mom because of some things I said and I was feeling awful. I have had random bouts of depression lately too. Also this saturday (the fourteenth!) is my birthday. So if this was late (again) You guys know it was because I am busy as hell tomorrow and I also am partying with Ghost, Mr. EpicTime (gonna refer to him as Mr. from now on) and A Pretentious American Who Thinks He Is British (who I will call Ginger 2). Hopefully at that party we can get some brainstorming done and you guys can get some more stuff. We also may sort out some stuff that both Mr, and Ginger 2 can begin writing. Also I have huge news! I have completed my first series! Now it isn't out yet though it is done in the writing department. The story is done in the style of 24 and is a Kim Possible fanfiction. It is actually kinda short word wise, only around 3,000 words, but hey, it is a thing I actually finished. Also I am nearly done with the third chapter of Summer's Shadow: Revival! So many updates from me will come as a thanksgiving treat, or early thanksgiving, or late. Maybe Christmas knowing me. But no matter! Look forward to that and check my profile often for all of the kickass stuff I am doing!
And all I wanna hear is the message beep-Neo-1st person
I was walking through the city. No particular destination in mind. I just liked walking through Vale at night, it cleared my head and gave me time to think. I liked the sounds of the cars, cursing from cabbies caught in traffic, the ambient noise of people walking down the street, and the sounds of people being stabbed in alleyways. It calmed me, weirdly. I was just walking randomly and then I saw a group of rather large men walking towards me. Now normally this would not bother me but I knew enough about gangs to know that these men were in a gang called the AlpacasMafia. The bowler hats and pinstriped suits, and the rather large sign that said "#Alpacalypse". So I figured instead of preparing my anus for the verbal beating I was to receive I would duck back down an alley and run away. So I turned down an alley and the second I was confident they could not see me I started booking it down the alley. I was making as many turns as I could, I wanted to confuse any would be pursuers. I was running through an alley I have been through like a million times, I knew where everything was...I thought. I looked behind me to ensure they stopped chasing me, I saw no one so I turned my head around to run head first into some yellow wall.
"Ugghhhh." I groaned attempting to regain my senses. My face felt vaguely warm. It was at that moment that I realized that this yellow wall I just ran into was a person.
"Hey ice cream, take me to dinner first, geez!" A slurry familiar voice giggled. I looked up and saw a rather large set of...back problems….and past that a pair of lilac eyes that confirmed all suspicions.
"H-h-hey Yang. What are you doing here?" I said confused and scared. What the fuck was she doing here? Why did she smell like whiskey?
"What are ya doing Neo?" she slurred. She definitely wasted.
"Ummmm" I stammered, it was hard to say anything with my face between her legs. I swear I could smell her underwear I was that close. I debated sticking my tongue out as a joke, I decided against it.
"Well c'mon I wanna go home." She said. She attempted to get up then fell flat on her ass.
"Yea we should probably get you home." I said standing up and dusting myself off. I extended my hand to her. She batted at it like a cat so I decided to pick her up. I put my arm around her waist and used my other one to pick her up by her shoulder.
"Oooh hey. I don't swing that way Neo….or do I? Eh fuck it how bad could it be." She said giggling. She closed her eyes and leaned in, or at least she tried before she hit her head on the wall of the building.
"Ok Yang let's get ya home." I said laughing. Yang was a fun drunk apparently. I walked her over to a car. Well that's an understatement. Calling this masterpiece a car would be like calling a Van Gogh a picture. Then again there really are no words to describe this thing. It was Dodge Charger R/T custom. It looked exactly like the car Vin Diesel drives in Fast and Furious. Not going to lie, this car was
amazing. So I leaned Yang on the hood and was about to smash the window when I realized it was unlocked. Who the fuck would leave a car like this unlocked in this section of town? They deserved to have it stolen. I opened the car and saw the keys in the center console with about 800 lien. It felt to good to be true. I looked around and I didn't see any cameras or anyone else. I hurried up and got Yang in the passenger seat. Then ran over and got in. I started the car and felt the deafening roar of the engine. I was definitely keeping this car. I knew this part of town well enough to know there would be no cops here until someone got shot, and that the precinct in this area had shitty cars that couldn't hold a candle to this car. I shifted into first and slammed on the gas. I tore out of there like a bat out of hell. I drove around Vale for a few hours until I saw the sun starting to rise over the horizon. I looked over to ask where she meant by home and saw that she was asleep. I decided I would drop her off at her dorm in Beacon. I drove over to Beacon and parked in amongst the Vytal festival people. I drug Yang over to where the Dorms were and walked in. I heard some vague voices coming down the stairs so I hid behind the desk.
"Laddie I'm telling you, It's dangerous to go alone." A male voice said in a thick Irish accent.
"Nah bruh I'm telling ya, It would be seeming to the problem here is that you don't listen to your wife. She is being clear." Another male voice said. He seemed to sound like Dr. Wily. I heard them go out and almost got a contact high from the amount of pot I smelt. That explained a lot about that conversation. I continued upstairs and drug Yang over to her dorm. I reached in her pocket to try and find her scroll and felt nothing.
"What the hell?" I said to myself. I thought If I were Yang, where would I put my scroll? I looked at her for a brief second and had my answer. I reached in her bra and felt around until I gripped the scroll. At first I wanted to drop it for an excuse to feel up her boobs for a few more minutes because they were huge and just felt really good. I decided against it, it wouldn't be right while she was passed out and drunk. I opened her room and put her in her bed, I tucked her into her blanket and kissed her forehead.
"Goodnight Yang." I whispered. I left the room and jogged down to the lobby of the building.
{Perspective Shift}
(Winter)
~{Third Person}~
Winter growled as she got into her car. It was a sporty white convertible. It was too early, in her humble opinion. No one was even out driving at this hour, that was how ungodly of an hour it was. Ironwood had her running an errand for milk.
"Imbecile," Winter muttered.
She was in Vale for the first time in years, and she was running errands. She gunned the engine and roared down the street. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a flash of red. She slowed down and backed up. On the ground was a young girl—dressed in red—unconcious on the side of the road. The woman stopped her car and got out. She went over to the girl to check on her. The girl was bleeding from a head wound and she definitely had a concussion.
Winter pulled out a communicator, "Ironwood, could you send another agent out? I have a young girl here, bleeding from a head injury. Permission to take her to the dust carrier?"
"Negative, take her to a hospital," Ironwood said.
"Affirmative," Winter said.
Winter gathered the girl up in her arms and put her in the passenger seat of her car, a blanket beneath her head so as to not get any blood on her freshly cleaned car. Winter pressed her foot down and sped to the nearest hospital.
The girl began to stir, "W- where am I?" She slurred.
"You're hurt. Rest. I am taking you to somewhere that you can be treated," Winter shushed the girl, brushing her hair out of her eye.
Winter pulled her hand away rather suddenly. What has just happened. Was that, affection? I- no. Don't mind it. Nothing to worry about, nothing abnormal.
Winter scowled as she pulled up near the Valean hospital. She quickly hurried inside.
"Do you have an appointment?" The woman working the desk asked.
"This is the fucking ER, I don't need an appointment!"
"No appointment, go take a number, we'll call you when it is your turn,"
"SHE IS DYING!" Winter yelled.
"Sorry, not my problem," the woman shrugged.
With a sigh of frustration, Winter left and put the young girl inside her car. She knew of but one private doctor, and the chances were good that he could kind of patch her up. He wasn't far, and Winter was able to get there quickly and knock on his door.
"Howdy, Winter," He said when he opened the door, and spotting the girl, he knew what to do. "Bring her inside. I will patch her up,"
Winter complied, and the doctor gave the girl the quick check up. He bandaged her head and turned to Winter, "I don't know when she will wake up. Soon hopefully. When she does, you should probably ask the questions. I am not the best with asking," he said.
Winter gave him a cold look, "Of course,"
She took a seat next to the girl and began studying her. The young girl looked vaguely familiar. Probably nothing, Winter concluded.
The girl was shifting and muttering in her sleep, "Help me,"
Winter stiffened when she heard that. She wanted to ignore it, she really did. Just something clicked. Winter looked the girl over once more, helpless. She needed to protect this helpless girl. Wait. No, she didn't. No, no, no, yes. Winter needed to find that bastard voice in her head and kill it. Though, now was not the time. The girl stirred.
"Hey," Winter said.
The girl smiled weakly, "Hi,"
"How are you feeling?"
"Like I just got hit by a truck,"
"What is your name?"
"Uh, I-I don't know," the girl said, brow knit in tight concentration.
Soon she stopped with a cry of pain.
"What's wrong?"
"Head. Dust that hurt,"
"It is okay, Rose," Winter said, the name just slipping out. Where had that come from?
"Rose? I like Rose. Yeah, call me that," Rose said,
"Call me Winter,"
"Okay, Winter," Rose smiled.
Winter couldn't help but smile back.
Winter came back the next day, "How is she doing, Snively?"
"Better, she can sit up though I fear that her legs may not work. I checked for spinal damage but I found none, I think that her nerves are damaged. I don't think there is anything I can do, though do you have any ideas?"
"Maybe, a few, I will look into them and see their plausibility," Winter said.
"Good, though what do you suggest we do about telling her about not being able to walk?"
"I think we wait until she is strong enough to handle the shock,"
"Yeah, yeah that sounds good,"
Winter went into the room where Rose was, "How are you?"
"Feeling bad still but I am getting better, slowly but surely,"
"That is good to hear, we want to get you in tip top shape soon," Winter said.
"That sounds good," Rose said.
"Remember anything yet?"
"No, just get a migraine every time I try," Rose replied.
"Okay, just rest. I will come back tomorrow," Winter smiled as she stood up and left.
She really need to shoot the bastard voice that was making her nice.
Everyday for the past two weeks Winter had visited Rose, why she did was beyond her, but she did. She had dug up an old Schnee project that dealt with prosthetic limbs. She took a look at it and decided to restart the project. It was the least she could do for her.
She entered the house gave her usual greeting to Snively and walked into Rose's room, "Rose?"
"Yeah, Winter?"
"How are you feeling?"
"Pretty good, like I could run a mile. Snively just doesn't let me stand up,"
"I am surprised that you haven't really noticed," Winter mumbled,
"What?"
"Your legs, they are never going to work again, the nerves are damaged,"
"That would explain a lot," Rose said.
"You are taking this way better than I imagined,"
"I don't know. I have the feeling that something will work out," Rose said.
Fuck, Winter thought. Now she couldn't help it, she had to take her to her home in Atlas.
Winter was in Rose's room again, she had done this at least once everyday for a whole month, "Rose, I want to take you to my home in Atlas. We have technology that could help you walk again. Do you want to go?"
"Of course. I don't know why but I want to be near you as much as possible," Rose smiled.
Winter blushed but she brushed it off as nothing. She didn't mean anything by it, she reassured herself. Winter and Rose just talked for a while but eventually Winter needed to leave.
"See you tomorrow, Winter!" Rose said.
"Yeah, see you tomorrow," Winter exited the door.
"Sir, I have run into something personal that I want to take care of. Could you perhaps give me a extended vacation. I need to get away for a little but," Winter asked Ironwood.
"Sure, you have been working nonstop for the last few years. I think you deserve a break. I will give you as long as you need,"
"Thank you, sir," Winter said as she left.
"Rose? Are you sure you are okay with leaving?" Winter asked Rose.
"Yes, now come on! I am ready to go!"
"Okay," Winter said, pushing Rose in a wheelchair to her car.
She left the wheelchair with Snively and called ahead and had a secondary wheelchair brought to her house for Rose when she got there. So she and Rose headed to Winter's private jet and flew off to Winter's house in Atlas.
They landed a few hours later at Winter's private estate.
"Wow, this house is huge," Rose said, marveling at the large stone building.
The entrance was a large arch and the house seemed to go up many stories. Rose could see gardens and so much more.
"It is really quite extravagant," Winter replied.
Winter carried Rose into her living room. The room was large and lavish. A gold chandelier with glittering diamonds hung from it. In the middle was a large plasma screen TV hanging above a fire. Weapons lined the wall, rapiers, cutlasses, long swords, bows and the list went on. Winter laid Rose on a large, brown couch.
"You are probably going to be here a while so I am going to if I can get you a wheelchair. Make yourself comfortable, here is the remote," Winter handed Rose the TV remote.
"Thanks," Rose said turning on the TV and flipping through the channels until she found something that she wanted to watch.
Winter called one of her servants, "Ma'am what do you need?" The short, mousey servant asked.
"Has the package arrived?"
"No, ma'am. But when it does I will bring it to you,"
"Good, you are dismissed," Winter shooed him away with her hand and went back into the living room.
"How are you feeling?" She asked.
"Fine, odd not being able to move my legs—especially being out and about—but I can get used to it," Rose shrugged.
"You are taking this much better than I thought you would," Winter remarked.
"I guess, I don't know why," Rose replied.
Winter sat next to Rose, "Okay, what is on my television?"
"Reruns of an old sitcom. Someone I know used to love it. I Love Lucy, or something like that,"
Winter smiled at this, "We should get you changed,"
"I guess,"
"I think I have a few things that'll sorta fit you until I can get you custom tailored clothes," Winter said.
"Okay,"
Winter went into her room and found an old nightgown left over by her sister. Winter emerged and immediately felt like an idiot.
"I kind of forgot that you need help undressing yourself,"
"Yeah," Rose muttered sheepishly.
Winter helped her out of her cloak and her corset. When she went to remove the combat skirt she saw a huge metal, monstrosity as she would put it.
"Do you recognize this?" Winter asked Rose.
"Sorta. I know it is mine though I do not know why I have it or where I got it or anything attached to it," Rose replied.
Winter pressed a button and the thing became a large scythe. She inspected the weapon and saw a name, "Crescent Rose, that must be the name," Winter said.
"I guess. Let's just hang it on the wall so I don't have to deal with the pain in my head looking at it," Rose said, somberly.
Winter complied, taking the oversized gardening tool and hanging it on her wall with her other weapons. Winter finished undressing and dressing Rose as one of her other servants walked into the room with a fancy high tech wheelchair.
"Here you go miss," the servant said.
"Thank you," Winter said, "you are dismissed,"
The servant left and Rose's eyes grew large.
"Is that for me?"
"Yes, it is for you," Winter said.
"That is pretty sweet," Rose said.
Winter laughed, "I am glad you are like, though you should rest first. You are going to have to sleep out here until I can fix up one of my guest bedrooms. Are you okay with that?"
Rose shrugged, "Yeah, no problem,"
"Okay, goodnight. We got things to do in the morning,"
"Goodnight," Rose replied
"See you in the morning," Winter said, making her way to her room for the night.
"Father, permission to work on the prosthetic limbs project," Winter had her head bowed trying to be as respectful.
"I see no reason why not, Winter," He replied, with what could pass for affection with this guy.
"Thank you," Winter bowed again and then left the building.
She already had the schematics and all of the research from when the project was still being worked on, though it was sidelined with Ironwood's demand for more weapons. Winter already had a team of scientists who would help her and she had a few theories herself, maybe get Rose to look at it, see if she has any mechanical aptitude.
Winter quickly swung by her house to see Rose awake on the couch.
"Winter!" Rose yelled, looking as if she wanted to tackle her, thank god she was a cripple.
"Hey, Rose, I am heading down to the lab and I was wondering if you wanted to come with me," Winter's voice trailed off as she saw the mess of gears and screws on the ground.
"What are you doing?" Winter tried to sound stern though she sounded a little more concerned.
"Uh, got bored. So I kind of, took apart my wheelchair. Don't worry, I am putting it back together..
"Wow. Good job, I am definitely going to want you to come to the lab with me. And now you can add things to your new legs,"
"Okay, let's go!" Rose yelled excitedly.
"You're bringing her?" One of the engineers looked at Rose.
"Yeah, she is really good with weapons and the likes, here show them," Winter said.
Rose took a few gears and some metal and a broken toaster thing and fiddled with them. A few minutes later the toaster was working.
"Wow, that's awesome," One of the guys said.
"Yeah, what did I tell you?"
"Okay, fine, she can help," The main engineer said.
"Thanks," Rose said, with a huge smile.
It was a hard day at the lab. They made little progress and right now they needed the engineers to actually build the bastard. Rose had been busy designing upgrades to give her an advantage in battle. She showed immense knowledge on the function of weapons and if these actually worked the advantage she have would be great.
The legs themselves were meant to bind to the muscles so they would be basically unseeable. They were covered in skin so it would look like a normal leg though it had a bunch of different perks. The skin was synthetic allowing for weapons to pass through without causing injury and the metal was adamantium, unbreakable. Your legs could survive any fall and you would be fine.
After we were done drafting the redesign the engineers were busy building the legs and we could test them soon enough.
The first prototype was done and Rose put them on. She tried to take a few steps and after only a few steps she legs freaked out, making Rose fall and her arm twisted funny.
"Dear god, hang on," Winter said.
"Stevie, where it the med room?"
"This way," The engineer named Stevie led Winter down a hallway as Winter carried Rose.
Winter put Rose in the healing tube. In about five minutes Rose's injuries were healed.
"Time to try again," Rose said.
"Are you okay?" A worried Winter ran over to a Rose, who just fell out of the sky after a failed test of the legs.
"Yeah, let's pretend that I am. I think I broke my arm. Fuck it hurts!" Rose growled.
"Seems like Philip have been rubbing off on you more than I thought," Winter chuckled.
"Yeah, yeah, can you get the number on that truck?"
"What truck?"
"The one that hit me just—fuck—hit me,"
"Just did, it is called 'ground',"
"Just get me to the fricken healing room," Rose snarled.
"All right, all right, dust,"Winter muttered, hoisting Rose on her shoulder.
Winter took Rose to the healing room again, for what seemed to be the millionth time.
"I feel like I have become a regular to this room, yeesh," Rose said as she was laid down to be healed.
"I guess you have," Winter laughed.
After a few minutes Rose was just fine as she sat up and stretched her arms.
"I need my wheelchair,"
"Already on it," Winter smiled.
Rose's wheelchair was brought in by one of Winter's servants, "See?" Winter asked.
"As always, planning ahead," Rose smiled.
"You sure about this?" Winter asked,
"Yeah, it will work," Rose said.
"You really want to amputate your legs?"
"These current models are way to clunky. These will work I am sure,"
What Rose was referring to was her new model. These were fake legs that worked like real ones. She would need to lose her actual limbs but she was okay with that. The legs would allow her to walk, even if only for a short time. When they were completed they would be exactly like normal legs just much stronger and able to absorb shocks and deploy weapons. Though it would hurt to apply, she was okay with this though. Best part was they could be replaced often if necessary.
"I could get used to this," Rose murmured excitedly, twirling around in her dress.
Winter said she was invited to some formal event so she had Rose dress fancy. Winter was wearing a plain white gown that flowed down to her ankles to her blue high had let her hair down as to complete the ensemble. Rose on the other hand had a ridiculously extravagant dress on. On her right shoulder she had a fabric rose that connected to her long red dress and black heels. Her hair was up in a bun that Winter usually had, why they flipped hairstyles was beyond either of them but they got a kick out of it. Rose was using a very basic prototype that gave her very limited movement. She couldn't walk very far or for very long so she had to sit, a lot.
"I am unsure how to react to this situation, I have never been to a formal event. At least I cannot remember any time," Rose grimaced.
"It's okay," Winter pulled Rose close to her.
"We have to go, come on," Winter said.
"Winter Schnee, it is a pleasure," An old, rich looking, man said, kissing Winter's hand.
Rose growled and Winter coughed a little, pulling her hand away,
"How are you, Ronald?" Winter asked, with a stern coldness.
"Good, very good. But not as good as you, Winter," The man gave a toothy smile.
Rose stood and grabbed Winter by the arm, "Come on Winter, we have much to see. You must try the punch, it is very good," Rose dragged her away with a not so subtle glare at the man.
"Rose?"
"Yes,"
"Why did you do that?" She asked.
"You'll find out soon enough," Rose said.
Rose grimaced, pain shot up her leg, she needed to sit.
"The legs?"
"Yeah, damn Vacuo iron. Worst material of all, dust,"
"You understand that we cannot build them all with Adamantium,"
"Yeah, yeah, doesn't change that these hurt,"
Winter's father walked up, "Winter, we want you to speak about the scientific process, to inspire the youth to become scientists,"
"Yes father, do you want Rose to speak as well?"
"Sure, she may speak—if she is willing of course,"
"Of course," Rose smiled.
With a limp Rose followed Winter the podium.
Winter gave a cold stare and she stood up on the podium and began to give her speech. After her speech Winter was given applause and Rose got up on stage and gave her speech. When Rose finished, she hurried off stage and went over to Winter.
"You did great," Rose complimented.
"So did you," Winter replied.
"Thanks, Rose said.
"Of course," Winter said, dismissively.
They began to mill about until people finally began to leave. They took it upon themselves to follow, mostly because Winter did not wish to speak with her father more than necessary.
Winter turned to Rose shortly after they left, "Why did you lead me away from Ronald. You never gave me an explanation,"
With a smile Rose leaned over and placed a kiss on Winter's lips, "Answer your question?"
"Uh," Winter was unable to reply, just stare dumbfounded ahead of her.
"Come on, let's get to your car we have much to discuss," Rose shot over her shoulder as she calmly walked to the car that she was riding in before.
Recovering from her shock, Winter followed the retreating beacon of red.
"Still in shock, I guess," Rose said, more to herself though it was obvious that wanted Winter to hear it.
"A little, I don't know. Just I did not expect that. Also it was amazing and I am just so confused. My head hurts, I think I need an aspirin," Winter said.
Rose gave a good-natured laugh, "Of course,"
"Did you really mean to do that? Kiss me I mean," Winter asked Rose.
Rose laughed, "Of course. I can't explain why but ever since I have woken up you have been there. Something just happened. I just recognized the feeling. Winter Schnee, I love you,"
"I think that I have been the same way. I wanted to protect you and I didn't know why. I think it is because, well you know,"
"Wanna go out?"
"Why not?" Winter asked.
Rose leaned in once more and stole another kiss from Winter with a smile.
Rose was lying on an operating table. They were busy connecting the new legs and removing her old ones. Finally they had completed the legs and now they were installing the adamantium model. Rose grit her teeth, she wasn't able to go under, an allergy to the drug they used to put her to sleep. The pain was unbearable, it hurt more this time than all of the other times that she went through this because of the adamantium element. It had a harder time bonding with the nerves and it caused pain that would kill most people.
Rose was able to endure, she was infact able to stay awake. After the process ended Winter came in to check on her.
"Rose?"
"Never again," Rose muttered.
"Are you okay?"
"I have been much better,"
"Thank God," Winter muttered, "We are gonna put you on morphine until the pain goes away,"
"What are you waiting for?" Rose asked.
"Right," Winter smiled as she gestured to the doctors to do their thing.
"Can't believe we actually got them to work," Rose muttered, stretching her legs.
"Took what, four months fifty failed prototypes and a noodle incident?"
"We do not speak of that, no one can prove anything. The glove didn't fit,"
"Yeah, sure, I was there,"
"But I was able to, pay you off," Rose accented the last part with a wink.
Winter blushed but tried her best to play it off, "Dad is hosting a party tonight to announce to the world that we have now made actually prosthetic limbs. We are invited because we are the ones who made it happen,"
"Okay, I guess I am going to need to give a demonstration?"
"Yeah, just dress your casual,"
"Okay," Rose said, "I should probably get changed into my cloak, makes me look cooler,"
Rose went into their room and took out a red cloak, based on what she was wearing when Winter found her. She put on a black skin tight shirt then a pair of black jeans then she donned a pair of black combat boots with silver sections on the sides near her ankles. She looped a silver chain between her right pocket and her belt chain. Sheathed a few knives in her boots and her scythe on her back. She put a cutlass by her side and then finally threw her cloak on
"Ready?" Winter asked.
"Ready as I ever will be," Rose replied.
"Let's go," Winter said.
Rose followed Winter out of their house.
Rose was waiting in anticipation to be called, all she needed to do was have a mock battle with Winter, bow, give a speech and leave, but she was still nervous. Though she steeled herself as she heard her cue.
"The mysterious assassin, ROSE!" The announcer yelled.
Rose ran out on stage, using her semblance to increase her speed. She faced Winter with a serious look on her face. Pulling out her cutlass she began her assault. They fought with a flair that was completely unnecessary but kept the audience's attention until Rose had her sword at Winter's throat
"Yield?"
"Yeah, I yield," Winter said, with a smirk.
Rose made a fancy display of putting her sword away and bowed towards the crowd. She then walked up and the man began to interview her.
"What is your name?"
"Rose,"
"Last name?"
"Not one you need to know,"
"Any family?"
"None to speak of,"
"Okay then, tell us your story,"
"I don't have a story, at least not one you need to know. Though on the legs I will tell you that I was very important in weaponizing this specific set of legs. And before you ask I will not show you the weapons, I don't want my enemies knowing my secrets," Rose glared at one women in particular, why she did was beyond her but it just felt right.
"Well, I think that we can conclude that if you are an enemy you should stay away from this mysterious assassin!" The newscaster yelled.
Rose sighed, she really did not want to deal with all the publicity that this was going to get her.
Rose and Winter left the theatre that they had to present in only to run into someone.
"How did you survive?" The amber eyed woman asked.
"You're asking me," Rose said.
"Wait, you were the reason she nearly died?" Winter asked.
"Yeah, I sent Mercury to kill her, hit her with a truck after I saw her leave,"
"Ruby? How did you survive?" The woman asked.
"Who's Ruby?" Rose asked.
"You, you're Ruby,"
"Whoever Ruby was, she died that day. All that is left is Rose, Rose Schnee. I am so sorry that I am not the one you were looking for," Rose turned and left.
Winter followed her. Though she got a prick in the back of her next and she pushed Rose down as a ball of flame passed.
"You're dead," Rose muttered, turning around and drawing her scythe. Why she chose her scythe was a mystery to her though it probably had to do with this Succubus from her past life. Winter joined her in the assault. Soon they had the woman on the ground.
"I am being generous. I will give you a swift death," Rose used her scythe to take the woman's head.
"Dust, Rose,"
"I just snapped. Call the cops, we'll tell them self-defense,"
"Why?"
"She killed me," Rose muttered, flicking the blood off of her scythe as she walked off into the cold winter night.
"Miss Rose, I we have recently recovered evidence of Cinder Fall. Dead as I am sure you know," Ironwood said.
"What of it?"
"We found evidence that points to you killing her,"
"She had a death warrant, kill on sight. If anything I did you guys a favor,"
"And that is exactly why we want you to join the Atlas military, well more like we are going to contract you. Ever heard of a hired killer?"
"Assassin, of course," Rose replied.
"Are you willing to help us? In only a few short months the Valean festival will begin and we have reason to believe that our enemies will strike then,"
"I would be willing to help. I can assume that Winter will also be given this assignment?"
"Since you work with her better, that would only be logical," Ironwood said.
"Then I accept the job,"
"Thank you,"
"I shall take my leave, I trust you know how to contact me,"
"Yes, I will see you soon, I hope,"
Rose turned and walked out of the room. Her cloak flowing behind her.
"Ready for the mission?" Winter asked.
"It is in a few months. So in other words I don't really think about it," Rose said, reclining in her seat.
"You know that you shouldn't do that, right?" Winter asked.
"This," Rose said, reclining even further back then snapped right up to where she was, "yeah. I just like sitting this way,"
"Whatever," Winter dismissed it with a wave.
Rose gave her a smile, "So when does this end, and we can go home?"
"We have to make sure no one gets in," Winter said.
"Too late for that,"
"What?" Winter leaped to her feet.
"Guy in the air ducts, thought you knew,"
"How?"
"I just have good senses, I thought we established this,"
"Not that they were that sharp,"
"Yeah, hang on," Rose whipped out Crescent Rose—in sniper mode—and shot a hole in the ceiling.
They heard a cry and a guy fell from one of the ventilation units.
"Dust! How did you make that shot?"
"Time slows when you have a speed semblance, even more so when your legs enhance your semblance and add a few nifty tricks,"
"What the hell?" The man yelled, holding a hand to his stomach trying to escape.
"Who are you?" Rose questioned, calmly inspecting her nails.
"Roman Torchwick. I worked, and can I underline and bold that? Worked for Cinder back when she was alive,"
"Why are you here?"
"I was going to try and ask Ironwood for a favor, didn't want anyone seeing me, and it would have worked if someone wasn't a robot!" Roman yelled.
"I am more like a cyborg but close enough,"
"Whatever red- holy shit Ruby it's you!" Roman did a double take.
"Another guy calling me Ruby?" Rose asked.
"So when Mercury t-boned you you survived and killed her. Holy shit, Crazy Sam the other homeless man was right!"
"I am not going to even ask, so what was that favor you needed?" Winter asked.
"I would sell everyone out fo r immunity from my crimes," Roman stated.
"Well then, I think we can arrange that. Probably means you are going to work with us," Winter said.
"I'd be okay with working with Red and the Ice Queen's older sis," Roman said.
The door opened up and Ironwood marched out with four guards, they immediately spotted Roman.
"Why are you here?" Ironwood asked.
Roman squealed, "Iwannamakeadealpleasedonothurtme!"
Ironwood motioned for his men to stand down, "You seem injured, what happened?"
"Rose over there shot me, while I was in the air ducts," Roman said.
"Good job, Rose," Ironwood said, then he turned back to Roman, "now onto business,"
"I am willing to sell out all of Cinder's gang if you give me immunity for my crimes,"
"That can be arranged," Ironwood said, "we will check any and all data you give us and then put you with Rose and her partner, Winter,"
"Okay," Roman said.
"Good. Rose and Winter will escort you to a hotel,"
"Okay, good bye," Roman said, skirting around Ironwood and his small army and sliding up next to Rose, "we ready to go?"
"Yeah," Rose said, in a clipped tone, turning and leaving, her cloak accentuating her presence as it whipped and followed her movement.
"We leave in a week," Winter said.
"Uh huh," Rose said, not really paying attention as she raided the pantry.
"You ready?"
"God these pretzels are awful," Rose said, munching on a bag of pretzels, not paying attention to what Winter was saying.
"What are you doing?"
"Eating. And figuring out what we need for our journey," Rose said, still eating the stale pretzels she picked up.
"Really?"
"I have begun to burn calories like a mother fucker after I've got to using my enhanced super speed.
"You make a point, and why are you still eating those pretzels?"
"Huh? Oh, too much work to open up that bag of chips," Rose popped another handful of pretzels in her mouth.
"Whatever," Winter said.
"I want my own personal Butt Stallion," Rose muttered.
"What?"
"Sorry, the pretzels reminded me of something,"
"Okay,"
"So, you need to get me, like a bigass bag of chocolate, some new—non-shitty—pretzels. Oh and like twenty bags of doritos," Rose said,
"Yeah, I got you," Winter said.
"Thanks, snowflake," Rose said.
"Call me that again and I will kill you,"
"Whatever, snowflake," Rose muttered back.
Winter muttered curses as she stormed out of the house.
"Knew she'd see it my way," Rose said chuckling eating the last of the pretzels and leaving to get something very important.
Three days until they had to leave. Rose had been holding on to a little present for Winter.
"What the hell?" Rose muttered under her breath.
"What?" Winter asked.
"Figure that this is as good of a time as any, here," Rose tossed Winter a box.
"You've got to be kidding me," Winter gasped.
"I've known you for a long time and there is so much I'd want to say but I don't think I can put any of that into words. I love you Snowflake," Rose said.
"I assume you meant to ask me something, you probably—as usual—forgot, so I will answer, yes,"
"Oh, that. Well you still answered at least," Rose shrugged.
Winter just shook her head and opened up the box. Inside was an ornately crafted silver ring. It was topped with a diamond shaped like a snowflake with the words My Snowflake wrapping around the ring.
"It is so beautiful, thank you,"
Rose snorted, "What did you expect?"
"I- I really don't know. Thank you,"Winter smiled.
Rose was passed out in the dust carrier. Reclined in one of the chairs. Winter was awake piloting the ship and Roman was in the back playing on his PSP.
Winter shook Rose awake, "We're nearly there, get ready,"
Rose sat up and rubbed her eyes, "Okay, fine. Lemme get my cloak,"
Winter set the ship on autopilot and she walked around to where the hatch would lower.
"Roman you are to stay in here until called for, can you handle that?"
"Yeah," Roman said.
Winter dismissed him, knowing he was wrapped up in his game and very unlikely to actually get up for another few hours.
Rose hopped next to Winter, "Ready?"
"As I'll ever be," Winter steeled herself and Rose followed suit.
The hatch lowered and Winter and Rose stepped out.
A shorter white haired girl ran forward, "Winter!"
"Hello, Weiss," Winter gave the girl a cold stare.
"And hello—oh my god Ruby is that you?" The girl stared at Rose.
Three other girls jogged up behind Weiss, "Weiss who is this?" The taller, blonde one asked.
"My sister and, someone else,"
All four girls turned their eyes towards Rose.
"Ruby?" The blonde asked.
"Rose, Rose Schnee. Pleasure to make your acquaintance, and no, I am not this Ruby. She died, quite a long time ago. She died and I was born,"
"Ruby, you don't remember me? I'm Yang, your sister," The blonde said.
"I am not Ruby, I am Rose. Ruby is no more. Ruby has been no more for three years,"
"You have no memories? We have to fix that!" Weiss yelled.
"Fix what? I like myself the way I am. I like the life I lead,"
"Is no one going to comment that her last name is Schnee?" Blake asked.
"Well on technicality I am not Rose Schnee yet but soon," Rose said.
"Well, why?" Blake pressed.
"Unimportant, I am here to eliminate Cinder's old moles. This job shouldn't take long. Do you know where I can find Mercury Black?"
"Yeah," Weiss said, "but after that you have to spend time with us so we can catch up,"
Rose looked at Winter, "Whatever," was Winter's reply.
A knock came on Mercury's door.
"Coming!" Mercury yelled.
He opened the door to see someone he never thought he'd see again. Towering over him was the now massive Ruby Rose.
"I understand that you were the one driving the truck," she growled, "I am here on official Atlesian business. Your extermination and all of Cinder's minions are my top priority,"
"Help," Mercury whimpered as he tried, in vain, to run.
"Tell Hel that I say hi," Rose said, slitting his throat.
Rose snorted with contempt as she stepped out of the room in search of Emerald. Blake—who had been following her—just watched in horror.
"I know you're up their, cat, come down here and help me," Rose said.
"How?"Blake asked.
"It is a rather long story," Rose said dismissively.
"So what did you need?" Blake asked.
"I need you to take me to Emerald,"
"Are you going to kill her too?"
"It is my job,"
"Why would you take such a job?"
"Because I wanted to,"
"Why?"
"Vengeance, blood thirst, an excuse to get in the military, I really do not know. Only time will answer that question," Rose looked Blake directly in the eyes, "now are you going to help me or am I going to have to add you to my list as well?"
"I can barely recognize you. The old Ruby was so kind, albeit rather naive, but you are a monster. Whatever Winter has done to you-"
Rose cut her off, "I am who I am. Winter was there for me when no one else was. Without me this body most certainly would have died. I owe her my life. And I owe her my heart as well,"
"Your heart? Oh, she is your fiance isn't she?"
"Yeah,"
"Wow. Really is odd how you have changed so much. You were so innocent, not knowing what the world was like, the most righteous person I ever met. You were against the evils of the modern world. Ironic that you are now right up with those evils. Not like I have any room to talk belonging to the White Fang, but I guess one could find humor in that,"
"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. Well, more like dreaming dreams that none of us here has ever dared to dream before. Most here are against murder. I, on the other hand, am not. I dream sometimes of a world where I can do whatever I please without backlash. My senses are heightened now, I am enlightened. And I have only one that I actually care about. So I spend my nights dreaming of ways to get back at those who thought it right to kill an innocent. I am sure they heard her heart beat, everyday. Driving them slowly insane. Or perhaps they live in a fairy land where killing an innocent fifteen year old girl was right. Either way killing them is for their own good," Rose smiled, but not a smile of mirth, more one of insanity.
"Are you, okay?"
"Fine. Just fine, don't worry. I have random bouts of insanity sometimes,"
"Okay. I assume you still want to visit Emerald?"
"Of course"
"Well, I know where she is,"
Emerald was in the locker room for their training arena. She was changing when she heard someone enter the room.
"Who are you?" She asked with false bravado.
"An old friend," Rose said, stepping into the light so Emerald could see her.
Emerald reached for her weapons only to see them in her adversary's hands.
"Looking for these?" Rose twirled them around.
"What-what do you want?"
"Oh nothing much. I really don't want anything but Ironwood does want something. You are to be executed on sight. So, nothing personal, dear," Rose said with a fake smile.
Her expression turned to a sneer as she leveled her rifle at the poor girl and fire, twice through the heart and once through the head.
Blake shuddered at she cold display of brutality, "Was that really necessary?"
"No, but it was much more fun," Rose said as she disappeared out of the room.
"Rose?" Winter asked when she felt arms snake around her neck.
"Who else would do this?" a voice whispered into Winter's ear.
"You make a point," Winter chuckled.
"Today was tiring," Rose said, "come on, let's lay down,"
"I really cannot object," Winter replied.
"We are going to have to deal with your sister and her friends tomorrow, I am going to need the rest," Rose said.
"Yeah, same,"
"Come on, we are done here, tomorrow we just finish everything up, then we leave and we can finish everything there that we need to do," Rose said.
Winter mumbled something incoherent and soon dozed off.
"Guess I better follow," Rose said, laying her head down and closing her eyes, letting Morpheus claim her once again.
Line Break Neo first person.
I jogged down the stairs and saw two people walking in. They looked familiar. They were the two girls walking away from the room the first time I met Yang. Now that I saw them from the front I realized they were also the two girls from the fight on the train. I realized this too late to make any kind of disguise so I bent my head and walked past them hoping they would not notice me. They seemed to be in deep discussion.
"Oh my god, do you think Yang knows?" The white one said. She sounded like a prissy bitch.
"No, I just barely found out. I saw the wreckage but the cameras were down and we can't find a body." The darker clothed one said.
"I hope she is ok." The white one said.
"So do….wait what." The darker one with what looked like cat ears said.
"Hey!" They both turned around and yelled in unision. I turned around and looked at them and immediately regretted not running. They had both drawn weapons and leveled them at me.
"You." The white one growled.
"Hey ladies, listen I would love to stay and chat but I'm afraid I really must dash." I said in my best British accent. I turned and ran as fast as I could. I was running when I saw a white glyph appear in front of me. I turned to avoid and was hit by a white blur. I jumped up after rolling and I landed on a table. I saw the girl that hit me tumble past me.
"Weiss." The dark one yelled. The one apparently known as Weiss jumped up and ran towards me whilst the other one shot at me. I opened my parasol and blocked the shots and kicked Weiss's rapier away from me as I jumped back and landed on another table. I was about to swing around to access the situation some more when I heard a loud explosion followed by an red blur whiz between me and Weiss. It hit a table and disintegrated it.
"Everybody fucking stop!" I heard Yang yell.
"But Yang it's the girl from the train.' The darker girl yelled back.
"Blake, it's a long story just stop!" Yang yelled. Blake and Weiss stopped running and eyed me suspiciously Yang ran over to us.
"Look it's a long story but we are good now." She said
"Well then tell us your long story." Weiss said.
"Well see she came into Beacon and snuck into the room and kicked my ass, but then left a note saying sorry and we went to a restaurant and then a drive and had this cool talk out in the middle of the forest and now we are cool and she is really actually pretty nice if you give her a chance." Yang explained. It made me feel amazing hearing the amount of emotion that seemed to flow from each word. Damn she was beautiful.
"Anything to add?" Weiss seemed to ask me.
"Ah no, that about sums it up." I said.
"Can you drive? and if yes do you have a car?" Blake asked.
"Ya, I can drive and I stole a car to drop off Yang." I said confused. Why was this a necessary question?
"Wait, did you say you stole someone's car. How is that supposed to help build our trust in you? Do you have any idea what that can do to someone?" Weiss yelled at about a million words a second.
"Ya..so. It's a car. I don't see any other option, besides I will return it eventually" I lied.
"Good well Ruby apparently stole your bike Yang, and we just saw a report showing your bike in a wreck and a bunch of blood in the general vicinity. They say they haven't found a body but we want to go down there and try to find her." Blake explained.
"I'll drive." Yang said with a seriousness that didn't seem to fit her.
"It's the R/T Charger in row 7 space 3 Vytal parking structure G." I said. She ran off towards the car with me Weiss and Blake close behind her. We ran through the courtyard and Into the complex of buildings used for parking for the Vytal festival. Yang bolted into the car and immediately started it. I half slid across the hood and got in the passenger seat while Blake and Weiss got in the back. Yang backed up then floored it out of the building and the campus. We were going about 130 miles an hour through the city with Blake attempting to direct us.
"Go left up here." Blake yelled over the roar of the engine. Yang hit the brakes and drifted through the intersection.
"It should be up here." Blake said after a while. Yang slowed down and parked on the curb. I saw a crumpled pile of yellow metal in the middle of the intersection with police all around it. The entire intersection was blocked off and roped off with that yellow hazard tape. Yang got out and hopped over the tape.
"Hey what are you doing!" A cop yelled at her as three others pushed her back.
"That's my bike and my little sister was on it!" Yang yelled. Weiss and Blake also hopped the tape and flashed their scrolls.
"We're huntresses." Blake said. The police let them through whilst I got out and leaned on the hood. I didn't know if I was allowed to go through since I was not a huntress. The apparent lead detective walked up to Yang and explained everything while pointing at the wreck. I couldn't hear what they were saying but it looked intense. As they talked Yang started looking more and more depressed. I wanted to go over there and comfort her, but I didn't want to risk an arrest, I also didn't want to distract her. After a while she walked back over to the car and got in. She sat in the seat with her hands on the wheel with a thousand yard stare. I thought I saw a tear start to form in the corner of her eye. I walked over to the driver's side door and hugged her awkwardly through the door.
"Hey c'mon I'll drive us home." I said trying to comfort her.
"Ok." she choked. She was starting to cry and she leaned on me as I walked her over to the other side of the car. I helped her in the car and shut the door. I walked around the back of the car and Weiss stopped me.
"Hey, I don't know what you're doing here, and I'm still not sure how I feel about you and this whole situation. But I guess since Yang sees fit to keep you around I will learn to deal with you, but you better be honest with us and not have some secret agenda." She said as if she herself were coming to terms with each word as it left her mouth.
"Of course, I don't intend on leaving anytime soon." I said.
"You better." She snarled. God she was an asshole, but in a way that was kind of cool. She seemed like her assholeishness came from a place of caring. She got in and I continued walking over to my side of the car. I got in and started the car before I realized I would have to maneuver out of Yang's shitty parking job. I put it in reverse and spun the wheel to the left I backed up and pulled a three point turn off the sidewalk and back towards Beacon. As I drove I thought about what I told Weiss. Did I believe myself when I said that? I hadn't really thought about it. I loved Yang but I never thought that anything else would be a problem. I really loved her, and her friends seemed like people I could live with. I pondered this and my other options until I parked the car I had drove over here off of instincts alone. I got out and helped Yang up and out of the car. She was still pretty shaken up and it looked like her hangover was starting to come back, I guess the adrenaline rush calmed it. I got her up to her room and Weiss unlocked it. I helped Yang onto her bed.
"Thanks for the help Neo." Blake said as she trudged up the stairs. Apparently they did not get much sleep. I gave her a huge thumbs up because I was getting too tired to talk.
"Hey where are you planning on staying tonight?" Weiss asked.
"I'm not sure, I can't afford another night at the hotel, I might just end up catching a nap on a bench." I said. I had run out of Lien and had no idea where the fuck I was going to stay.
"Well, why don't you stay here tonight, I mean Ruby isn't here and Yang obviously approves of you." Weiss said.
"We also don't have classes tomorrow so we were going to sleep in, and judging by the bags under your eyes I think you are on board with that." Blake said from her bed.
"That sounds pretty good." I said. I was going to sleep forever.
"Ok, I guess you can borrow Ruby's bed for tonight." Weiss said crawling into a bed.
"Which one is hers?" I asked. I had a feeling that it was the empty one but I was tired and didn't want to assume anything.
"The empty one you dolt." Weiss groaned from her bed. I crawled up the bed and laid down in it. It was one of the softest thing I had ever felt. It felt as if I was laying on a cloud made of Egyptian cotton. It may have been the fatigue but I didn't think so. Usually at night I needed everything perfect. Like pillow fluffiness, blanket coverage, cool to hot ratio. It was in the morning when my standards fell subpar. In the morning to sleep it just needed to be vaguely horizontal and not entirely made of hornets. But here I fell asleep almost instantly.
I had no dreams that night, which was a first for me. It must have been how tired I was. I woke up feeling refreshed and super energized, I didn't even go through the bleary eyed phase, my eyes just shot open. I looked at the clock, it read 5:00 P.M., I went to sleep at 4:45. I had been asleep for 12 hours and 15 minutes. I got out of bed and Weiss and Blake were playing speed in a corner.
"Alright I've got nothing." Blake said.
"Same. You're terrible at shuffling." Weiss responded as they flipped a card in unision.
"Mmmmmmmmm." I groaned as I hopped down.
"Oh hey, she isn't in a coma." Blake joked.
"Yeah. Where is Yang." I asked noticing her bed was empty.
"She hit the gym like an hour ago, it's in the G building across from the cafeteria." Weiss said.
"Ok, Imma take a shower then go down there." I said.
"Alright, don't use the public one though, ours is through that door." Blake said pointing to a door.
"Ok." I said walking towards the door. I opened the door into the shower and locked it behind me. I fiddled with the knobs until I got the right temperature. I washed up quick then sat back and let the hot water cascade over me relaxing every one of my muscles. I laid back and closed my eyes inhaling the steam and letting the sound of the water drown out my thoughts. I did this whenever I took a shower because it relaxed me entirely. When the water cooled down I got out and dried off. I threw on my clothes real quick and went back out into the room.
"Hey I'm going to go down there now, see you guys later." I said opening the door.
"Hey you might need this." Blake said tossing me a card.
"What is this?" I asked turning the card over in my hands as I propped the door open with my foot.
"It is a spare room key. In case you have to come back here and Yang isn't with you." Blake explained.
"Oh cool." I said pocketing the card. I left the room and headed down the stairs. I didn't see anyone in the lobby which I thought was strange for 5 P.M. on a Sunday, but I didn't think much of it. I walked over to the gym. When I walked in I saw a huge warehouse thing filled with gym equipment. There were weights lining the wall to my left with benches and other racks within the vicinity of them. To my right there was a boxing ring with cubbies and shelves around it. Then next to that there were treadmills and ellipticals. In between those were rows of heavy bags. What I found strange was that no one was in there except Yang. I saw her take a running start from the boxing ring to a heavy bag and knock it clean off it's chain. She turned and swiftly kicked another off. She continued on, punching, jabbing, kicking, and swiping at heavy bags, one by one knocking them off. After about 10 minutes they had all been hit off their chains. She stood against a pillar of the boxing ring catching her breath. She wore a pair of short black short, a white tank top, and a pair of tennis shoes. I walked over to her while she toweled off.
"Hey." I said.
"Oh hey." She said looking over.
"Just wanted to come check on ya." I said nervously. I really just wanted to see her. I wasn't thinking of an excuse to be here.
"Oh, well I'm about to go back." She said.
"Oh ok." I said. I contemplated telling her about my feelings, and I guess in doing that I looked troubled.
"Is something wrong?" She asked.
"What..oh..um..nothing." I stammered. God I'm an idiot. She is going to know, god damnit. I felt my face get red. I wanted to hide somewhere.
"Hey, is everything alright, you're really red." She said concerned. Oh god what had I done. I started to get lightheaded and my face was practically on fire.
"Ummmmmm, Uhhhhhh, I'm...Uhh." I managed to stammer before I blacked out.
You ever have one of those moments where everything comes into focus. Like as if your brain was a camera and it came into focus. You know, what alcoholics call a moment of clarity. It happens all the time in movies, the character sees something and has a realization about their life and changes their behavior and blah blah blah. eugh. Isn't that just the funniest shit ever? You think to yourself "How the fuck could that ever happen?" Well I did. But as I was passing out on the carpet-mat thing covering the gym floor, seeing Yang holding my head and yelling, trying to help me, I had one of those moments. I realized that I cared more for Yang than anything I had ever cared for before in my life.
Hey well this is late(but super long) Hope this makes up for the motherfuckery the break left you in, if not..well that's a you problem. Just to be clear Wolfe did a shit ton this chapter he did the Winter & Rose/Ruby thing. I did Neo and that. Wolfe's timeline is like 2 or so years ahead of mine so the beginning of next chapter will be me playing catch up to him. As far as the temporary hiatus I honestly did nazi it coming, Anne Frankly I wasn't prepared to deal with this. When Wolfe saw I was being lazy he was like "Are Jew kidding me!" But then we found a super lazy workaround that Israeli kinda cool. We also added a few authors that might do something next chapter. They really are quite Hiltlerious. I think that these will probably drop to bi-weekly now and be around this long. So bad on the longer wait but good on the length so I guess it might be even. The next chapter will hopefully be out in a couple weeks but I have finals coming up. But after that I have break so I might get 2 or 3 chapters done before christmas. Then after that I might be able to get 2 or 3 more before I go back to school. Then in February I might get a computer so I will have a keyboard instead of my phone and my tablet. So that's a thing maybe. Until next time fuck you people. Hey guys! Ghost is a goddamn lazy(ya) cocksucking(no) son of a bitch(Really, dragging mothers into this now are we? Last time your dumbass did that it ended shitty for you. ). I did like seven thousand of the ten thousand words. I refer you to the lazy part.) Honestly I kinda want to continue this on my own as my own fanfic, maybe. Life after marriage, I think. Well, who cares. I also want to apologize(I've heard this word before, the fuck does it mean?) for Ghost's nazi humor.(Youve cat to be kitten me right meow)Actually this has been done since like 11/20/15. Well my section at least. But now since this is done expect long chapters from now on. Ghost will be doing the majority of the next chapter so less me. And after that we get back to comedy with the now dirty Rose. This is gonna be fun! Well till next time,(Fuck you people)
~Allan Phoenix (Wolfe)