Hello Guys FallenWarlock103 on duty!First thank you so much for following this story, Im so moved by the fact that I have followers (Maybe I should start creating a cult…nah) Buuuut…I have 3 news about the history, a good one, a bad one and a fucked up one
Good: Heres the chapter like I promised
Bad:Im sick, so next update may be late in the future
Fucked up: I kinda turned Jaune into…
*Grrrraaaaahhhh*
[A literally dead looking jaune growls in the surgeon table strapped with leather belts, chains and duck tape]
…a zombie, yep.
Turn outs when bringing a person back from the death you need real human parts, using the ones of a goat…yeah its a big No-No
Enjoy the chapter while I get a certain book in Egypt, maybe bring a mummy as a souvenir; be patient as this is a fighting part and they're not really my forte.
Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY or Dishonored, you can google it to be sure.
Chapter 10: No rest for the wicked part 2.
The dark alley soon was bathed by the sparks caused from the clash of blades between the two assassins, the grey themed man prepared the gunblade to take a shot at the one known as Daud, but he predicted the move of his adversary and blinked away while shooting his own set of iron bolts from his wristbow.
Corvo could see them coming even without the bend time, and thanks to his skills and reflex he managed to block a few ones while dodging the rest; however it was all a distraction as a sudden whirlwind slammed his body abruptly against the wall making an imprint of his form in the brick building.
"Ugh…son of a bitch, were did you learn that?"
Daud had wiped his fake smug expression during the fight, his face a stony emotionless mask on its own before rising his both hands which glowed highlighting the same symbol carved in the hand of Corvo, and from two dark pits of magic a pair of whalers made of shadows rose with knife at the ready.
"Damn, so the big man himself is involved, why Im not surprised? still, three vs one its kind of unfair, for you thats it!"
Corvo concentrated every ounce of mana in his own mark as the spell charged up for what the man was looking for: a biggest dark pit of his own signaling the use of the devouring swarm, but instead of the pandyssian rats who can rend flesh from bone in a matter of seconds the sound of wings and caws showed that the creatures summoned were crows: darker than night with sharp beaks and glowing eyes that focused into the three enemies of their master, the only warning they have was the chilling bone cawing of the birds. the first assassins tried to fend of the swarm but he was overrun by the fifty something crows who made quick work of him, Daud and the remaining whaler tossed some kind of mines at the floor just before the birds turned their attention on them.
Corvo wondered what were they trying to get when grenades or razor wire mines would at least take a dozen of them but not the entire flock, his eyes grew wide at the reason behind the mines as when the birds flew at them with intention of shred the whalers an effect similar to the arc bolts of Sokolov unleashed from the small disk reduced the swarm almost to a third part of it, after that the assassins dispatched the birds easily but as Daud had made use of his bolts as distractions so did he.
Knowing that Daud could be a bit immune to the effect of the Bend time, he chose tu use it more wisely, after all, even if one of them were less affected, the other one was fair game, Mortis fired in quick suscecion three bolts into the face, the heart and the middle of the spine assuring the death of the summon, all made in less than one second in real time, he covered his blade in black aura ready to use the soul cut, going to the head would be preferable but he wanted to see the life escaping from his eyes, without any more delay he jumped at his back, Infamis almost singing as it cut the wind.
Daud was a bit surprised when the last summoned whaler turned to ash, but he schooled his features before blocking without turning back the blade poised to cut his spine in half but even then the fight had taken more of him that he thought as a sudden wave of exhaustion hit him, but the true murder of the empress narrowed his eyes as the feeling of tiredness grew.
"I see…your blade can consume the stamina and aura of your opponents, seems like the Outsider still holds you as his favorite" Spoke eventualy the man as he backflipped and sheated his knife showing that he was ending the clash for the moment.
"I dont care what 'he' thinks of me, but why are YOU here? as far I know you're supposed to be a dead man in gristol after all these years."
"Its not obvious Corvo? I just bring you some assistance"
Corvo winced slightly in anger at the voice of that man, and turned when he was sure that his former enemy wont pull any tricks on him.
"Why!? if you want me to play your sick games fine by me, but if you expect that I work along this bastard then…"
Corvo was forced to gasp for air as pain filled his body making him fall to the ground not even capable of screaming.
"Do I have to remind you corvo that I only allow your disrespect because I consider you valuable for the moment? I can easily take out the life that I give you back but thats for another time. Daud will be your reinforcement, the hunters will eventually figure out that you're the one who take down a team of their own and the game would end prematurely…I wont like when the games are cut short. I don't need you to work with him, Daud will cover for you when your out of your vigilante routine, and in case that the hunters suspect that you are the one who attacked JNPR, well…lets said that Daud here will make them rethink that."
The pain left the body of Corvo abruptly, and the man gasped for air before shooting a venomous look at the outline of the outsider that slowly faded away in the darkness, a hand showed in his field of vision surprising the dishonored man as the owner of said hand was Daud himself.
"Corvo, I know that you hate me and would kill me in a blink given enough reasons, as I would do If I was in your place, but you let me live that time when you had the perfect chance to do it, so consider this as paying a debt." The leader of the whalers spoke without any ounce of lies or ill intent, seemed sincerly about his intentions, still Corvo would remain exeptical.
'Corvo, as you I dont like this but we may need his help in the future…also it wont be long before someone discovers your identity no matter how careful we may be'
'You really expect me to work with him? Thats the same man that killed your mother!'
'yet you let him live, why?'
'…Because I saw his regret, and I left him to live with the guilt and remorse of his acts'
'Thats right Corvo, you can look at it this way: forgive, but never forget'
From behind the mask the late Lord Protector smiled briefly, maybe that was the reason that he felt at peace when he left emily in his deathbed, she could be wise and convincing even after all these years.
Reluctantly he grasped the offered hand, but as he stood up his grip on Daud's hand got stronger as he left a last warning.
"Let me tell you something first Daud, the big man may have deemed necessary that I need assistance, but at the lest sign of treason you wont have enough time to breathe for a last time permanently, are we clear?" To emphasize the point, he pointed Infamis at the jugular vein, even making a small cut but Daud remained unfazed.
"Crystal…`impressive, give me a hand while holding a knife against me, cleaver Corvo'"
Both killers maintained the eye to eye contest for a minute before Corvo relented, twirling the weapon back into the carry mode.
"lets go, you can tell me how do you plan to remain off the grid while I get the whisky, after all this day I really need to get wasted"
"You should have know better"Said Daud with a somber smile"that theres no rest for the wicked, Corvo"
Beacon, 20 minutes after leaving vale.
Ruby rose now clad in her uniform stood nervous at the entrance of the office, behind her where her team-mates looking almost like her wodering just what did Ozpin needed from them to call them so fast, they barely had time to change into their uniform.
"Soo, who go first?" Asked the silver eyed girl a bit sheepishly unaware of the glint in the three girls behind.
A moment later the petite girl let out a (kind of) cute shriek as the girls practically used her as a battering ram landing awkwardly in front of the desk.
"I hate you so much…"Mumbled Ruby as her teammates walked nonchalantly right after her, but all humor went flying through the window when they faced Ozpin who was unusually quiet, not even touching his coffee cup.
"Team RWBY, Im sorry to call you in all of this but there is a complication that need the highest amount of discretion from your part."This was not the look that characterized the head-master of Beacon, this man was the veteran hunter who fougth in the war and against countless Grimms and lived to tell the tale.
"O-of course professor, but what is this all about? Are we searching for some kind of super grimm?"Ruby couldnt resist to ask even if the tone of Ozpin was dead serious, and her white themed partner chose to remind her that.
"Ruby you dunce! How can you ask something like that in a serious situation!?"
Ozpin taped his cane lightly against the floor to calm the things, with the tension in the air the tapping noise was near deafening.
"Silence, ms. Schee while her leader should be serious indeed, she was almost correct that you will deal with a menace" Blake was the first one in catch the hint at the cryptic answer.
"There's something else than a Grimm right?"
Yang looked at the faunus in confusion, what does that involve the job of a huntress in their case? sure they had crossed paths with some of Roman's hired thugs but they were an annoyance at most.
"Yes, this time your objective is not a grimm, as its indeed something more dangerous than the creatures of darkness in some ways…it would be for the best if you're debriefed, please come in mr. Lie"
"…!?…"
The four girls turned in surprise when a familiar teen walked at a leisured pace, however the look in his eyes were troubling: like he hadnt a good sleep.
"Hello girls, sorry we had to met in this situation…"
"Ren!? what happen to you? you look…not so well…and when did you came back!? and where's Jaune and Pyrrah and Nora!?" came the fast question from the scythe user, and Blake, Yang and Weiss notice the way Ren flinched when the first two were mentioned.
"About Jaune and Pyrrah…maybe it would be better if I show you"
The girls exchanged a look between them and with some hesitance they followed the magenta streaked boy, who almost looked resigned.
Just what happen to them in their mission?.
Well, that should made it for now… a little bitch to make but as my grand father used to say…
"Stop bitching and get back to work you fucking brat!"
…So that was the reason I put the sleeping pills on his coffe…
Well lives go on, and so must I! please review while I get the zombified assface back to normal… in the end given that the squirrels had tore off most of his 'pride' that I had to put a plastic one with industrial glue, surely he wont mind!
Wish me luck, because maybe I can bring back a souvenir!
FallenWarlock103 out.
PD: I have a project going on about Naruto/RWBY cross, but I don't want to put a hero on it…maybe Menma?