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Chapter 19
Hernandez's P.O.V.
Hallways
4:20 p.m.
Hernandez waits for Glynda to shoo away some students with Christopher unconscious body now being held bridal style.
"Sorry about that, even though Ozpin told them not to they still want ask you questions." Glynda informs, walking back with him as he nods. Understandable.
"I do also have questions of my own, I hope it wouldn't be to much trouble?" Glynda asks, as Hernandez simply shrugs and lifts Christopher up and down a few times. We're kinda preoccupied right now.
"Of course I'm not to ask you to answer right now! Maybe sometime tomorrow?" Glynda restates, for Hernandez to nod once. We can do that.
"Oh! Let me unlock the door for you." Glynda offers, sliding a card into slot on the door, pushing it into the room. Thanks.
Hernandez walks into the room, lays Christopher on one of the four beds, walks back to Glynda at the doorway and bows.
"You should see Ozpin in the morning for details on living arrangements." Glynda suggests, before Hernandez closes the door. Will do.
Bug check?
The ex-guardian takes out a spare notepad and starts writing.
Not necessary.
"Checkers, hack into all nearby electronic devices within a 10 meter radius and shut them off." I request as several parts of the floor and wall spark and die out.
"I guessing that the one known as Ozpin placed all of these, no?" Checkers asks, metrieziling over Christopher sleeping form and floating over to observe one of the now died hidden cameras. How does he know that?
"You've done your research." I comment, pulling sheets over Christopher's sleeping form.
"One us have to." Checkers argues, firing a line of blue light at Christopher. How do Ghosts do 'that'?
"Make sure Chris doesn't slip any more, the vanguard is already going to have a headache when we come back." I advice, sitting on my own bed.
"What do you think I've been doing?" Checkers asks, with visible sarcasm. Being lazy.
"I'm asking while we're here make sure to yell into Chris's hear, a lot." I clarify, just before Checkers zomes over to me.
"I forgot to say… do you want some of your stuff back?" Checkers asks, only for Hernandez to raise an eyebrow. Which ones is he talking about.
"If you have it bring what you can, also tell Scenery to send these files over." I request, handing Checkers a written note.
"Got it. Should I bring rations?" Checkers offers, and Hernandez shakes his head. Chris will probably decide to eat the food here.
"See you in an hour or two!" Checkers calls, flying out the window. He's going to die.
The warlock moves to the window, closing it. He won't.
The Grimm will eat him.
The sunsinger pulls forth both of his hand, letting them flash flaming gold, then to void purple. They won't… they've never seen a Ghost.
He is a 'little light'... doesn't matter if the Grimm are imperfections of the Deep, they have some of it running through them.
The now voidwalker summons void energy around him, pulls it into a pointless shape, reaches into and draws out… a laptop. He 'is' light and he can fly over them.
Like a star, no? But you forget… the Deep rules the Sky here.
The ex-guardian now equipped with his severely outdated piece of technology… lays down back onto the bed to research. We could be poets you know, good ones.
Ah, but sadly these worlds have no appreciation for that of poetry.
The voidwalker surrounds himself by the void before bursting into golden flames and switches them off as to not wake Christopher. At least I was able to sing my songs for a time.
Maybe one day we can sing together.
One day.
Hunter-Gunslinger-Christopher P.O.V.
Cafeteria
1487 Hours
Teams RWBY, JNPR and Christopher are seen eating breakfast, with Chris sitting opposite to Weiss and next to Nora.
"Oh my Traveler! This stuff is amazing!" I state, in between bites as me and Nora stuff our faces with pancakes. Get in my mouth you heavenly fluffy goodness!
"You act like you've never had pancakes before." Yang teases.
"I haven't." I answer, finishing my plate.
"What! How have you had pancakes before?" Nora asks, coming out of her sea of pancakes. I wish I had.
"Well… Hernandez if he were here, would describe our dietary options from the City as them trying to either, starve us or poison us." I explain, taking a sip of grape soda. Assholes.
"What do you eat?" Ren asks.
"Rations usually, sometimes Hernandez would take everyone in our circle of friends to go eat food at a restaurant and pay for us." I state. Tasty memories.
"Speaking of Hernandez where is he?" Weiss asks.
"He left me a note saying that he had to go check something." I reply.
"Also what are they doing?" I ask, pointing at team CRDL bullying a girl with brown rabbit ears jutting from her hair as she suddenly cries out in pain. I'm pretty sure that's not a nice thing to do…
"That's Cardin Winchester, he's a bully." Ruby imforms. I going to go do something about.
Just as Christopher starts to stand a pair of hands drag him back down. Wait waht?
"Hey!" I protest.
"Oh… your back!" I squeak out, hugging an exhausted Hernandez. Yay!
Hernandez attempts to push Christopher away, but gives up due to lack of energy and instead takes out a notepad to start writing on it.
"Please let go." Hernandez writes. Oh.
"Oh, sorry… soo-" I apologize.
"Christopher, you how I said I was looking for something." I remind. Ahmm.
"Yeah?"
"I've taken DNA samples of almost everyone in Beacon, yeah." Your a ninja, I know this.
"What? How?" Jaune, Yang, Blake and Weiss asks.
"I looked through bloodlines at the local library and throughout Scenery's files." Hernandez writing becomes small at the last part. And?
"What did you find?"
"You know that one time I 'accidentally' stabbed you with a needle to test your blood?" Great memories.
"Yeah, it was painful." I state, sarcastically.
"It's a close match to several people living on Remment." WAAAAAI-
"What?"
"You have family here." Hernandez repeats.
Mindscape
Christopher's view changes to that of the blank landscape of his quickly filling with words.
"I have family?"
"Where's my parents?"
"No their dead, long dead."
"Wait this means I'm a dad."
"And… that means I have a kid…"
"I HAVE A KID!"
"I 'had' a kid."
"..."
"Wait, Hernandez said I have multiple living relatives."
"I have 'kids'."
"No… it's more like times five great grand kids."
"I wasn't there for them."
"I never knew any of their names."
"Never went to birthdays."
"Never had the chance to spoil them."
"Never there to help with homework."
"Scold them."
"Judge their friends."
"Judge their first love."
"The second, third or fourth."
"Threaten them to keep them safe."
"Never walked them down the aisle."
"Never offered to take care of their kids."
"I don't deserve to meet them."
"Why?"
"Chris…"
"Why!"
"Christopher..."
"Why was 'I' brought back."
"Christopher."
"To live this endless hell."
"Christopher!"
"I can see why so many could hate the Traveler now."
"CHRISTOPHER!"
"Checkers?"
A loud smack is heard as Hernandez slaps Christopher out of his dreamlike state. Shit!
"Owwww, why do you do this to me?" I whine, rubbing my face.
"Do you want to know who your family is or not?" Hernandez asks.
"Sure."
"Just a fun fact for you to know, your middle and last name is Velveteen Scarlatina, don't ask, it was hard to find." That's a nice name, Christopher Velveteen Scarlatina.
"The nearest relative is… here?" Hernandez states, looking through his notes.
"What do you mean 'here'?" Yang asks Hernandez as he looks at Cardin and his friends terrorize Velvet. Wait, which one?
"The girl, Velvet Scarlatina." Cardin's dead.
"Oh." I comment, standing up and starts to put on my Celestial Nighthawk.
"Nope." Hernandez states, stealing the Celestial Nighthawk away before I can notice.
Hernandez
7:20 a.m.
Come on let him kill Cardin.
No.
"What is Chris going t. do?" Ruby asks, as Christopher approaches team CRDL. His best imitation of me.
"Yang cover Ruby's eyes and ears." I order, just before Chris throws a flaming knife, going past Cardin and hitting Sky Lark.
"Hey! What do you think your doin-." Cardin protests, before being cut off by a punch to the jaw. Decent.
"Don't worry I have him Cardin!" Russel assurres, coming up behind Chris, but instead has a fusion grenade stuck to his face. I taught him that.
"What is wrong with you alie-." Dove accuses, before being knocked unconscious with Chris's knife. Nice sneak attack.
"I really like the sound of silence from these guys." Christopher comments, before offering his hand to Velvet, who had been on the floor the whole experience.
"Uh-h, beh-hind you." Velvet squeaks out. Oh that ain't good.
"Cardin, please just fuck off for once… or I will kill you" Christopher states, placing his Golden gun on Cardin's temple. I approve of this version of Chris.
"Alright." Cardin says, complying and backing up with the rest of CRDL and with Dove being carried by Sky. Do you think they'll learn?
"Christopher!" A angry voice calls out, and also striking a line of fear down every students back. Ah Glynda… rule 1, do not mess with a protective Christopher, and no.
"Could you not terrorize my students!" Glynda requests.
"Could your students not terrorize my descendants." Chris counters. I like where this is going. Fight!
"Your… descendants?" Glynda asks, now confused and looking around.
"Hernandez, you explain!" Christopher shouts.
"A thing called the Traveler came to our planet centuries ago and tripled life span and such. When the Darkness came to claim us, the Traveler fought and when it couldn't fight anymore it brought us back from the dead to protect humanity in its place."
"What does that have to do with him having descendants?" Glynda asks.
"It means unlike you, Glynda, he had and has a sex life. Also he's I think… Velvet's 6th great grandfather, around that." I state, as Glynda gives me the death stare and Yang laughs out loud. Um, did you just do what I think you did?
"How? He looks like a teenager." Glynda argues. Really?
"Did I not just say that our life span tripled! He's technically about 29 and I'm about 28." I remind.
"What?!" Weiss and Yang yell, as Blake 'hmm'.
"Hey, Hernandez you want a coffee?" Christopher offers. YAY!
"Sure." I reply, as Chris exits.
"Is there anything else we should know about you people?" Glynda
"No, not until the Vanguard decide to come here." I state.
Combat class
9:30 a.m.
"Hey, Hernandez what's this class about?" Christopher asks, as I sip a cup of coffee.
"Crucible, practice." I explain, opening the door and walking in.
"Sooo…?" No.
"No money or prizes." I write.
"Hi." Velvet greets, sitting down below Hernandez and Christopher.
"Hello." Chris greets back, using his gloved fingers to comb her through hair. What's with him combing her hair?
"Don't you dare think about it." I warm, as he retracks his hand from above my head. Nope.
"Hey, what are you guys doing here? Aren't you not students?" Yang asks, arriving with Blake and Weiss.
"Glynda told Ozpin about this morning so he asked if I could punish Christopher in some way, so he's here." I explain.
"Why are 'you' here?" Yang asks, more specifically. Why are we here? In this place of the universe?
"He begged me to come with him. Where's Ruby?" I reply.
"They forgot to get something,,, give her a minute."
",,." Umm...
".,," Yeah...
"So-."
"Wait! We're here!" Ruby announces.
"Miss Rose! I'm glad your not late, but please don't cut arriving class so close." Glynda reprimands. How is she scary again?
"Sorry!" Ruby squeaks out.
"Anyway! Today we will be doing another randomized bout." Glynda states, Bet you 40 glimmer she picks Christopher.
Miss Glynda Goodwitch flips through settings and hits the start button. Your on!
"Christopher Velveteen Scarlatina against Yang Xiao Long." Glynda announces. OH COME ON!