AN: Another chapter.
On with the story.
'Cindy, the new boss wants to meet you. Bring the lackies if you want, doesn't matter. Point is he wants to meet and I'm obliged to set this up. Be at this location at midnight, if you aren't then you admit that you're a big scaredy cat.' This is what is contained in the message Roman sent Cinder.
Once more within the warehouse Jaune met Roman in. Jaune stands in the center of the warehouse, its contents long since taken. Now it is empty, filled with dust. Jaune saw fit to place a desk and two chairs in the center, the throne he sits on is pure gold. Jewels glitter across it's surface, with golden skulls lining the arm rests. The chair on the other side of the desk is a simple leather chair, expensive leather. The statement he makes is clear, he is better than Cinder. To him the meeting is that of an angry peasant speaking to an emperor.
"You understand your role in this Leviathan?" Jaune asks.
"Yup! Turn into who she envies the most and use that to trap her in Belphegor's realm." Leviathan replies cheerfully.
"Mammon?" Jaune asks.
"Use the snakes implanted in the Fang she is bringing to fuel Leviathan and Belphegor."
"Good, now let me wear you Mammon." Jaune says.
Mammon appears and Jaune grabs the mask and dons it, in that instant his body changes, hair changing to a blood red. Skulls appear floating around him, lazily flying in intricate patterns. All at once Jaune sees through the eyes of all those with worms within, all those that became snakes.
"It appears Sapphire is coming along with her, time to put our skills to the test." Jaune says.
The doors of the warehouse are thrown off their hinges by a massive explosion, fire consumes the doors.
"She sure like her theatrics." Jaune states disinterested.
White Fang members spew forth from the hole that was once the door, leading their charge is Sapphire, the first of Jaune's snakes. Still dormant, waiting to be woken. Cinder angrily pushes past the Fang leader moving with purpose straight to Jaune's desk.
"Who are you to take what is mine?!" She screams at Jaune.
"Take a seat." He waves calmly at the leather chair.
For a moment nothing happens, Cinder glares angrily at his masked visage. A few tense moments pass, she finally sits upon the leather chair.
"Thank you, now we can talk like civilized beings. So what brings you screaming into my domain?" Jaune asks calmly.
"You know damn well why I'm here, you've upended month of careful planing. How did you convince Roman to go against me?" She angrily asks.
"I gave him a better deal, you'd be suprised at the information your puppets keep locked away in their heads. A few simple suggestions and I have all I want. I have brought someone along with me that would like to have a word or two with you."Jaune states calmly.
From the shadows steps forth a woman, her skin is a deathly pallor, covered with deep red and purple veins that run up her arms and face. The sclerae of her eyes are jet black and her irises glow red. She has a black diamond-shaped marking in the center of her forehead.
She wears a very long black robe with red designs resembling eyes. She also wears a ring resembling an insect on her right index finger. She has white hair formed into a bun with six offshoots from which ornaments are suspended.
"It has been too long Cinder, you haven't spoken to me in a few months." The woman speaks.
"S-Salem, why are you here my lady?" Cinder fearfully speaks.
"She has come to me for the same reason most do. I provide what is needed, she wants what is supplied." Jaune speaks.
Behind Cinder and her two pawns, the Fang members have stopped moving, their eyes blank. Open and unseeing, all trapped within Belphegor's realm, curtouesy of the worms implanted a week before.
"Ah would you look at that it worked!" Salem says cheerfully.
"What worked my lady?" Cinder asks.
Suddenly Salem transforms into Leviathan, and starts laughing maniacally.
"Oh the look on your face, to see the one you envy so working against you! But don't feel too bad, for those brief moments that I was Salem, I truly was her. Mind, Body, Soul. She was less than proud of you failing these plans of yours." Leviathan speaks.
Cinder surges forth calling upon her power, and nothing comes forth.
"W-what, why can't I call on my power? What have you done?!" She screams at Jaune.
"I have given you a taste of that which dwells within the dream world. Welcome to a never ending nightmare of your own making. There is only one way out here, you leave me and my associates alone. Granted that's the only way you leave her with your mind intact, the other way turns you into another puppet. Like dear old Sapphire, like the entirety of the Valean White Fang." As Jaune speaks his form fades, like water washing away an image.
"Accept. The. Deal. Human." Belphegor speaks from all around Cinder "Trust. That. This. Will. Hurt. You. In. Ways. You. Never. Thought. Possible."
Jaune calmly sits on his throne, weaving the threads of madness like a grand conductor. The minds of the Fang members weak to his influence, accepting Mammon whole heartedly. Deep within the mind of Mammon these faunus live in bliss, a paradise known only to them.
Suddenly Cinder lurches forth, her breathing ragged.
"Fine, you win." She breathes out " I'll leave you alone, but Salem won't like this."
"Salem can do as she pleases, a weak creature that has lost all of its former power cannot hope to go against me. Granted that creature is you. Salem is a different creature however, from what your mind has given me. A war with her would be so interesting." Jaune speaks.
"Run back to mommy little girl, she does want to speak to you. Even more so now, that brief time I spent as her, she spent as me. Crafty bitch saw through me." Leviathan speaks.
"Till next time Cinder, I will release your pets and your puppets." Jaune snaps his fingers and suddenly life returns to everyone in the warehouse.
Cinder hastily leaves, Fang and lackies in tow.
AN: The confrontation with Cinder has happened.
Salem can connect with envy, isn't that neat.
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merendinoemiliano- Thank you very much. As to the speed, I throughly enjoy writing this, as such I spend almost all my time writing.