The Imagination User!

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Chapter 10: One Thing After Another!

My P.O.V.

As I was looking at my clone, I happen to see Samantha looking at her clone too.

"Wow...cool!" Samantha said in plain awe.

Upon saying so, her clone smiled, "I know right?" Samantha's clone said with a smirk.

Samantha visibly flinched at this, "You can talk?" My partner asked, curiously.

The clone nodded, "I'm exactly like you, but not really all that real," My partner's doppelganger said.

Well, that's one idea thrown down the toilet, the idea of intimacy, probably would've be nice. Oh well, if Samantha is not into it, then I can't stop her. (AN: Yeah...I did ask that type of question to my friend. I meant what I said, if she's not into herself like, then she's not into herself like. Such is life, frankly.)

"So, now I need the two of you to watch over our guest, Amber, for the time being," I ordered our clones, "Meanwhile Samantha and I will go and change the future, take care!" I said to our clones with slightly tired smile.

They nodded our way. Samantha then put a hand on my shoulder. We then instantly teleported out of the room.

Line Break!

We arrived in front of the nightclub, like I intended. My partner then promptly let's go of my shoulder. We started walking. As we did so, I absent-mindedly turn my head to the right to see the famous motorcycle, Bumblebee. Apparently it was parked pretty close to where we were standing when first arrived.

I look up a little to see the Yellow of the soon-to-be team RWBY, Yang Xiao Long. She started taking off her helmet, implying that she just got here, and set it on the handle of her ride. I promptly pick up the pace with my partner and don't look in Yang's direction.

(Required: I Burn (Yellow Trailer) [feat. Casey Lee Williams])

The music when stepping into the nightclub was loud. We ignored it and got to the bar to the left and sat down. We made sure not to make any eye contact.

Looking to my left, I saw the criminal, Roman Torchwick, haggling with the bartender, Junior.

Like clockwork or something, I see Yang having just entering the building. She slowly walked to the bar and, like damn domino effect, Roman finished his purchase for some henchmen, and left as she literally just missed the criminal and sat in the seat just left of me.

And here we go, the trailer now starts...or it would've had I not tapped her shoulder to get her attention.

She looks my way and has a faint blush on her face? After just seeing me? I'll chalk it up to my Semblance having an effect on her. Heh, I mean, I guess that's to be expected since I am pretty looking, especially in this story. Quickly steering clear of that mental distraction of my awesomeness, I quickly got back to the point.

Another particular reason why I didn't let her say what she's supposed to is because I forgot what she said, I don't want her to destroy this nightclub, and because it wouldn't have been a good idea to outright let her know that this place is dead end towards finding any info on her mom, Raven Branwen.

"Nice hair," I said rather absent-mindedly towards Yang. She then hold her blond hair like she's cradling it or some prized possession.

"Thanks," She said, somehow sounding kinda shy. Odd, that's not Yang's usual way of speaking at all. Must be my Semblance at work here if I'm making her blush and act shy. I got it, I must be Sasuke-level cool or crap like that. (AN: Reference to Team Eclipse or RWBYS: The Sharingan of Beacon. Hmm, something is wrong, I can't find that story anymore. Maybe the original author deleted it? I seriously can't find it. This can't be right.

"I have something important to talk you about," I told her, discreetly.

She just raised an eyebrow.

Written: 5-12-17 to 5-16-17

Published: 4-24-2018

No joke, I literally can't seem to find that story I pulled that inspiration from. Dammit!

Have a Sea Salt Ice Cream and have a nice day!