Chapter 17
Taking over a city. In theory it can be done. So long as one controls certain things and the populace knew who was trying to rule them, then yes, technically ruling a city like Vale isn't impossible. Though…
"Hurry Hercules! Run faster so those asses don't catch us with the tranquilizers!" Again, trying to rule a city is still easier said than actually done. Something Jason was now learning as he held onto dear life on Hercule while sitting on his shoulder. The Demi-God running at full speed, his feet causing cracks on where he stepped. His strides and power allowing him to easily run faster than any car. Thus explaining why the numerous police cars were unable to catch up to him.
"Surrender or we will fire!" A spotlight then targeted them making their forms more visible in the night with it showing them on a highway. While some Bullheads belonged to the news network here in Vale, most were Bullheads owned by the police department with a few men hanging and having some men pointing their weapons at Hercules who still ran.
Unlike the cars which were limited in their own way, the Bullheads can go faster and while Hercules can outrun them, here on the highway not so much.
"Screw you!" Jason then shouted as loud as he could throwing the middle finger at them. "Gah!" Then proceeded to fall off Hercules shoulder. Luckily his ally quickly grabbed him by the ankle so he wouldn't be left behind and likely run over by the police cars.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Oooow!" To bad the back of his head kept hitting the rough highway road now and then. Hercules not bothering to put him back on his shoulder as he's to busy running, thus leaving Jason stuck in his position. Thank goodness he was technically tougher than most humans, otherwise he'd have brain damage.
Though maybe he already had some considering what he and Hercules did which caused them to be chased in the first place.
"This is Lisa Lavender and I am on the scene on Highway 6 with many officers chasing two of the most wanted men here in Vale just below Torchwick." On the news network Bullhead a woman of good youth and a sparkling atmosphere around her was watching the scene of the cars chasing the giant man and golden man while her cameraman recorded everything live. Telling everybody watching what was going on.
"For those unsure what is happening, currently numerous officers are chasing two individuals who have been reported to causing a mass breakout just a while prior." Lisa then pointed down with the Cameraman pointing the camera down where it showed the two runaways trying to escape.
For anybody watching two images would then be provided of a scary giant man and a choking blonde fool. "According to our investigations, the giant man is known as Hercules, and the one...being dragged behind is Jason." Very interesting names, as they didn't represent color at all. "As for what their crimes are-aside from the breakout-the current reason they are being chased will be provided by this video."
The screen for those watching then changed from the chase scene to another. It was an average building with many people inside doing their business. A line having been formed with a few guards here and there.
Suddenly for no reason at all, the wall then exploded as the giant man Hercules came out looking as intimidating as many can testify. From behind came the blonde man called Jason who was laughing obnoxiously.
"Hahahahaha!" He laughed as if he accomplished something big. Though he then began coughing as he breathed in some of the dust caused by the explosion, losing his composure. Hercules then slapping him on the back which then caused Jason to fall flat on the floor.
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The people inside now looked confused whether they should look scared or not as while Hercules was terrifying, that was ruined when Jason came in and coughed, ruining the atmosphere.
"Ka-ku...Igno-hk-that!" He then got up waving his hand to rid the dust. After a bit he then looked at the people and smiled, pretending that moment hadn't even occurred. "People of Vale, it is I, Jason. A man destined for greatness, and soon to be your ruler!" He told them all arrogantly. Hercules then brought a chair over and placed it down, where Jason then climbed on it to get a better height and both figuratively and literally looking down on the people.
"Now!" He began. "This bank will fork over all its money so I may start gathering resources! Follow and nobody will get hurt. Disobery," He then trailed off and looked at Hercules who then nodded. The intimidating figure then walking to another wall and throwing a huge punch at it, easily breaking it as if it had been paper. The people now realizing that they were indeed in big trouble.
"Now," Jason smiled as he waved a hand in front of him. "Give me the dough." He outright demanded. With his powerful ally Hercules near him, clearly the people couldn't say no.
"Um." Not that this fine faunus woman who worked here was going to say that. Instead nervously speaking up to tell Jason something.
"Speak woman." Jason said already thinking he's won.
"T=t-this isn't..I mean...How t-to say this," The faunus began stuttering.
"Hurry up and say it." Jason then took out his sword before pointing it at her. At the sight of the sharp blade, the woman then closed her eyes and decided to just say it. Figuring to just get it over with.
"This isn't a bank! It's a grocery store!" She then said at the top of her lungs.
"...huh?" Jason then looked around and saw that instead of a vault, it had food isles and people in line...waiting to buy their food.
Wee-oo! Wee-oo! Wee-oo!
Looks like the police were finally arriving.
"While its uncertain why Jason thought a grocery store was a bank," the screen then went back to Lisa, who looked like she wanted to laugh but held back otherwise ruin here composed image. "Either way, police responded quick and now are attempting to take down the duo who have caused mass damage to the store and more on the highway." The camera then showed the cracks shaped like feet on the road.
"Will Vale's finest catch the duo, or will they escape? Only one way to find out."
Back down on the road, Jason finally managed to get back on Hercules shoulder and was panting while also rubbing the back of his head. Man did that hurt. He had to admit, the local police were faster than he thought. Apparently they were more on guard because of that Torchwick guy who's been running around stealing Dust from all over the city.
How come that guy was more successful than him?
Bzzz.
Bzzz.
He then felt a vibration on the pouch he had tied to his waist, considering his current attire had no actual pockets. He then took out a fully charged Scroll and put it on his ear.
"Are you an idiot?" Then took the phone away from his ear at the loud scolding he got from Atalanta at the other end. Uh! Guess she was watching the news, and he would be right. As Atalanta is currently at their new home base watching the screen while Medea (Lily) was taking a bath. The green haired girl scowling at the sight she was seeing.
"Robbing a grocery store!" She said a bit infuriated at the foolish action she's seeing on the screen.
"Okay, hey!" Jason tried arguing back. "I didn't realize it was a grocery store It had no pictures indicating otherwise, and it wasn't like I could read the words." Yeah, even now the Servants were unable to read the local language here. That wasn't to say they haven't been trying. But when your grown people and you have a kiddie book or kiddie show to teach you, it makes the determination to learn sway downward.
"Not an excuse!" Atalanta counteredback. "You know, I actually thought you were a bit cool when you gave that speech. But now I'm regretting it already!" The sad part it, he couldn't exactly say anything otherwise.
"Yeah, yeah!" Jason then restarted as Hercules then picked up the pace. Apparently the wishing sound he's hearing is the officers on the Bullheads finally firing at them. "Just tell me you got the goods." He heard some grunting before Atalanta finally answered.
"I did." Back at base the pseudo-fanus patted a suitcase full of Dust crystals. Having stolen it from some people she encountered in the back alleys. "If the Hassans are right in their intell, this suitcase I took is full of high quality Dust."
Jason smirked.
While he's still embarrassed by the botch crime he attempted to pull, at least they still got something. True the Hassan are working for Torchwick now, but they still promised to aid them now and then, especially in regards to Dust. As somehow by 'consuming' it, they are able to recharge themselves full of mana, depending on the quality and type.
While technically they could take it from Roman's staches, according to Serenity, their main contact of the Assassins, she states that the thief has made it so that it couldn't be taken so easily. Seems the man had added some proper look outs, cameras, and even sensors with a few other things. That and they didn't wish to get the attention of Abigail who could also easily sense them thanks to her rather inhumane powers.
He shivered at the thought of getting her ire. Foreigners...How that human thief got her on his side, he had no idea.
Thus why it was decided that they'll take Dust from other places the man hasn't robbed. Like other criminal families which their information was provided by the Hassans who knew their way in the underworld. In return, they share some of their boon to them.
'And if we get enough, we may be able to gain access to more of our power.' Jason smirked. Oh, imagine how strong Hercules would be with that kind of power. Boo-yah! "Just keep doing your job Atalanta and I'll keep doing mine." Jason then told his Argonaut ally.
"What? You making more mistakes in targets?" Jason then hung up. "Hercules!" He then called out to his friend who looked at him. "I think it's time we get away from these jokers. But first," He then looked down from further the highway and saw up ahead was a blockade. He smiled. "Let's show them why your the strongest."
"▄▄▅▅▂▂▃▃!" The Demi-God agreed and began rushing faster and faster. Jason having to hang on tighter onto the head less he fall off and get run over. The officers above them now really trying to shoot at them as they were becoming worried at what they were going to do.
To bad their rounds were having little effect this time on Hercules. Jason having given the Demi-God some Dust Crystals...okay, a lot of Dust Crystals which responded well with him and seems to have given back the Berserks most useful power. His nigh-invulnerability, or at least a good fraction of it.
Knives didn't work on him, a Dust explosion they tried earlier had no effect, and even a few of Medea (Lily's) own magic attacks didn't scratch him. Heck, Jason tried using his sword and bam-nothing! Of course he pretty much used all the Dust Crystals, getting his female companions upset, but hey, it's for a good cause.
A cause that would soon be worth it as Hercules focused the power in him where for a second it looked like his skin glowed.
He then roared as he went even faster while ignoring the tranquilizers hitting him that could no longer pierce his regained toughened skin. The officers at the blockade panicking as they saw a behemoth running at them. Still, they raised their weapons and fired, thinking they can still win.
They wouldn't.
"▄▄▅▂▃▃!"
"Fire! Fire!" The man in charge of the blockade shouted in fear with all the men shooting without hesitation.
"Woah!" Jason then hid himself behind Berserker knowing full well unlike Hercules he himself had no strong super skin. The bullets hitting his friend, doing nothing at all as they simply bounced off. The officers horrified and now believing this giant man must have had Aura, and a lot of it to.
Hercules came closer to the blockade of cars, people, and cement.
With a simple strike with his body, the blockade easily fell apart through his force. The people nearby flying away from impact and the lined up cars falling off the freeway. The blockade was no match for the greatest hero of Greece.
"Huh, looks like you might just have competition Roman." In Junior's Bar, the man was serving his criminal contact some wine while the thief looked at the TV showing apparently his new 'rivals' recent proceeding. The thief then chuckling.
"In terms of muscle then it wouldn't even be a competition." Roman said taking a good sip before putting it down. Then looking at the giant man Hercules who easily escaped with a ruin wreck. Yeesh, he'd hate to be in that mess.
"However, calling them competition is a bit too much." Roman then says. "Sure this Jason guy has a rather scary man-if he can be called that, but considering his attempts in 'ruling Vale'." Which according to his sources haven't actually been much. "I don't think I have anything to worry about."
"Indeed father." Sighing once again, Roman could only turn to see his so-called 'daughter' Abigail drinking alongside him. Apple juice of course, like hell he'd allow her to get drunk and crap like that. Even he has standards.
The small girl then continued to drink her juice before speaking again. "While I have no doubt anything you'd have would be no match for Hercules, aside from whatever poison killed him in life." Doesn't any poison kill anybody? "But from what I heard from those nice people back home, that Jason fellow, while smart, also isn't to bright." Mostly because of the lack of knowledge of whatever time era their in.
"Uh-hu." Junior just said while grabbing her now empty cup and refilled it with apple juice which she thanked him for. "You seem to know this guy. Care to say how?"
"From some people in Chaldea." Abigail says before pouting a little. "I kinda miss some of my friends like Jack, Alice, and Santa (Lily)."
"Then go back." Roman simply tells her. The Foreigner Class shaking her little head.
"I can't." She says sadly. Roman wasn't sure why, but he could somehow tell that she actually meant it. Were her friends killed, kidnapped, or some emotional thing where she can't see them? Whatever the case, he supposed it wasn't his concern. Still...maybe he can keep an ear out for kids with such names.
Not because he cared...but because it'll get her to leave him alone. Yeah, that's it.
"We also have other news to report, but not from Vale." Back on the screen, the ever loving reporter Lisa then began speaking ending the hunt for the two wackos who failed in robbing a bank. Having apparently escaped by jumping away like some action comic hero. Pretty badass.
"According to eyewitness and certain images, a powerful woman with an unknown Semblance has been aiding in Vaccuo." Images then showed someone in the sky flying on...a giant bow?
"Man are people getting weirder and weirder with their weapons?" Roman said taking another drink.
"I'll say." Junior agreed. "Still, I've been getting word that this woman is really tough. Been killing a whole lot of Grimm."
"Oh." Roman then faced him. "You got contacts in that desert?"
"Pretty much. Usually just for anything interesting." Junior admits. "Still," He then faced the television. "From what I hear, they say this girls power is unlimited or something. Constantly shooting stuff at whatever gets in her sight. Heck she's even active at night."
"..." While both Roman and Junior talked still, Abigail continued watching the television with a serious look.
"Hey Junior!" Speaking aloud is one of Juniors own bodyguards Militia, who was pointing around the corner. "Those...guys are back." She would have said creeps, but she didn't want to get attacked in some form of revenge. As for who she's talking to, it is none other than two of the Hassans who have entered the club, using the backdoor of course and walked with stride.
Some people saw them and while a few did look away, most didn't care. While this club served to the public, most people that came were actually from small villainous factions and gangs here and there. So even if these guys were killers or whatever, the people inside showed no interest thinking it's just another criminal group.
"Yo." Roman then smiled waving a hand. Urging them to sit down. "I see you guys are back, though where's that girl? Serenity was it?"
"She's with your small accomplice Neo Politan. The two having become...friends of sorts." Cursed Arm said as he sat down. Junior passing him and Hundred Persona some drinks which they gladly accepted.
"Huh. Who would have guessed." Roman shrugged his shoulders. "But moving on from that, did you get the information I asked for."
"Yes." Hundred Persona then passed a small envelope. "That holds the information of Dust transportation that will be coming to this city in the coming months."
"Haha. What would I do without you." Roman chuckled.
"Yeah. What would you do?" Junior sarcastically said. I mean, he couldn't believe it. It was already amazing that Roman got a highly competent killer in Neo, yet now he has three more who are possibly just as skilled. Not to mention he got rid of that loser! Life is really unfair.
"So, any more jobs." Cursed Arm then asked. Roan pondered on that question for a bit, then reached for another cigarette in his pocket, quickly lighting it up and placing it between his lips. After letting out a puff, he got an idea.
"The bitch wants me to steal certain toys from Atlas. When you have time go to the address I'll send to your scrolls. A visiting Atlas worker is there, and might have some information." He then decided.
"Excellent. Now our payment." Cursed Arm then lifted his one good arm.
Roman took out a Dust Crystal, a high-quality one and handed it to the man. Technically he wasn't supposed to use them as Cinder wanted to save them, but he doubted she'll notice a few go missing here and there. Granted he wasn't sure why these guys wanted Dust Crystals instead of cash, but who's he to complain. He had more than plenty.
Before more talks can happen, from behind two more figures came. One happened to be Serenity, the other being his long-time and partner-in-crime Neo. A youthful girl with mismatched color hair of brown, pink, and white, wearing a corset which revealed her hips. A coat similar to his own with a pink interior, necklaces, an umbrella, and some high-heel boots.
"Looks like the crowd just keeps coming." Roman chuckled as Neo and her new bestie then sat down with Junior passing ore drinks. The psychotic girl that he knew making a few gestures that he understood.
"Oh. So that girl really is your new bestie." Neo nodded with Serenity blushing a little. The Hassan having met her a few days ago and through a job that involved a few deaths the two somehow ended up as friends. It wasn't a bad feeling.
"Nice one Serenity. Good for you." Hundred Persona congratulated the girl.
"Nice to see you moving out of that social bubble." Cursed Arm added.
"T-thanks." Serenity smiled.
"Father. More apple juice." Abigail then held her cup to Roman who just had Junior serve them another round.
As the band of thieves talked more, the television continued on.
"Whoever this woman is, many have been following her with some for some reason outright worshiping her." Lisa continued on then showing a bunch of people lining up towards somewhere. "Then we have the situation in Atlas-"
"I swear things get more hectic everyday." Walking down a hallway is Ironwood with Specialist Schnee by her side as always along with another. The General of Atlas holding a tablet detailing a spotting of the White Fang around Mantle. "I suppose I should have seen this coming." He muttered.
"Shall we send troops below?" Winter asked him ready to give the call.
"No, no." Ironwood told her. "Sad as it is, we won't make much progress in Mantle considering the fact that we have no identities aside from the fact their faunus. You can imagine how that will turn out?" Winter could. Sending soldiers to check on faunus-and only faunus-would be a bad idea. Sure they could say they were simply looking for the White Fang, but honestly it was just harassment.
Discrimination was already bad enough here. No need to make the fire hotter.
"Then perhaps you can send in some men without the uniform. That can make some ground work for Mantle." Speaking up was the second person, a man who had skill and battle experience more advanced than anybody Ironwood has seen. His newest ally, Sigurd.
Ironwood kept walking but he spoke while still checking the latest feedback information. "Sending them in without uniform? To make them blend in I assume."
"Indeed.' Sigurd smirked as he then pushed his glasses up. "While I understand there are regulations, if we need to catch these White Fang members, then perhaps we can bend the rules. Surely the Council won't mind as long as they get results, no?"
Winter had to admit, one one hand she was still slightly vexed with how this man just joined just like that and became a high rank without going through official channels. On the other, she can respect his strength and apparent wisdom he seemed to have. Acknowledging that one of her reasons for being slightly irate at him being how easily he handled her. Still, she can put that aside if it helps Atlas.
"I can understand the logic to it." So did Ironwood as well, who agreed with Sigurd's idea. "I have to admit, I never met someone as intriguing as you. Hard to imagine you come from a village with that level of power. And without aura to."
"Please General, I'm not that impressive." Sigurd said waving his hand in a playful manner. "Besides, while I might have defeated your Specialists even I can tell they've put great effort in their combat ability. Those Ace Ops of yours able to land a hit on me." While both Ironwood and Winter played his words off as modesty, in truth Sigurd was actually honest.
Though even he knew the reason they got a hit on him was because he was still getting used to not having his absurd power levels as a Servant.
'And honestly a good thing I had that fight.' He thought as he continued walking. 'Now I know my limits, and while far below that a Servant, that doesn't mean my skill of the sword has weakened.' If anything, Sigurd didn't even mind the power loss at all. There was just something exhilarating about being 'normal' again, and fighting with one's own real power. Not because of a boost from the Holy Grail.
'Plus it would be nice to learn some of these techniques the people of this place use.' While he held the utmost confidence in his ability as a swordsman, that didn't mean he wasn't earnest in learning other things. This Dust had some interesting uses he can utilize. That wasn't even mentioning the fact how he could 'absorb' them and refill a bit of his mana supply.
However, he still had his own mission even if he was working with the General here. That is finding a way back to Chaldea, along with finding the other Servants that he knew have come here. After all, he saw them all being enveloped by the explosion caused by Jason.
….Jason.
'While I won't kill him, a good slash to the chest won't kill him so long as I aim right.' Sigurd is many things. Strong. Skilled. Married. But a flyer...definitely not. All the skills and power he had was worth squat when he was transported near the floating city of Atlas. Emphasis on near.
'One of the few times that actually made me panic, even if for only a moment.' Had he not caught the edge of the city he'd had fallen all the way to the ground. Plus when one is considering the fact that he lacked his Servant powers such as durability, it doesn't take a genius to know he'd have died on impact. Unless it is his wife doing the killing, he'd rather not be killed in such a way.
Thank goodness that Santa (Lily) girl was there upon transport.
As he continued walking, he then looked out a nearby window which showed the city of Atlas. He had to admit, it was a nice sight. Shame the same couldn't be said for the city below, Mantle. Maybe when he has time, he can help down below. He heard a great scientist did it, so why not he.
He then noticed some small snowflakes falling down. That could only mean one thing.
"Hey Sigu-I mean, dad!" From behind an adorable voice could be heard. It was none other than Jeanne D' Arc Alter (Lily). The two having agreed to keep a father daughter relationship so neither gets separated.
"..." Winter then looked at the supposed 'father' with a slightly disgusted look. Not because he was ugly or anything-the man may as well be a model-but because of what he's 'allowing' what his daughter to wear. One that revealed more skin than what a young child should wear.
'I really need to get her changed into something else.' Sigurd thought a bit mournfully admitting that the eyes looking at him weren't ones he was comfortable with. It made him realize that Chaldea-while nice-was also a bit too desensitized to the numerous women and even little girls with their rather revealing outfits. He could still remember the General's look when he first introduced the small Santa (Lily) as his daughter. How he saw her outfit, and then looked at him.
Funny how despite the wisdom he obtained from Fanfir, he forgot that regular people weren't exactly comfortable with the way some people can be dressed.
"Hello sweetie." Sigurd said ignoring the gazes as he then kneeled. "Now, what are you doing here? Didn't I tell you daddy has work to do here."
"I know." Alter (Lily) then said bowing. "But I had news to tell you. I met...uh...y-your second daughter!"
"...?" Sigurd, for a moment, had a confused face.
"Hello." Then that confusion turned to clearance as he and the other two grown-ups saw that behind Alter (Lily) is none other than the only person who happened to be his swords equal. "Nice to meet you." Blonde hair, an adorable appearance, and a radiance of kindness spilling from her.
She may not be the one that could rival him, but that didn't make her any less worthy of his respect. It is none other than Artoria Pendragon, or at the least the younger version of the woman she would one day be. Also known as Saber (Lily), and another Servant that is apparently here.
Although…
"Hold on," Winter said looking at Sigurd suspiciously. "I thought you said that Jeanne is your daughter. You never mentioned anything about a second daughter"
"Ah yes, I can explain." Just say a small white lie with some half-truths and this will all be good. Granted he'll have to be more careful later on, but things will be fine.
"Oh, that's simple." The cute Alter (Lily) then spoke up before he could even say anything. "See, uh, according to what I recall from Master and his history listen from other Servants, Sigu-Daddy had a wife with me, but then married another woman and had her. Then something about his first wife attacking him."
"I remember that!" Saber (Lily) then spoke up thinking she can help. "Due to circumstances he married another woman while then giving his first wife to his brother." She then smiled at Sigurd with Alter (Lily) doing the same. The two believing they totally helped.
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Reality of course proved otherwise. Silence domained for a while, yet while no words were said, Sigurd could just sense the disapproval and disgust coming from the two. It's likely they weren't saying anything because of the two girls in front of him, but clearly now lost some, if not all of their respect for him.
"...I'll be going now." Ironwood said with Winter following, but not without throwing a dirty look at Sigurd. The two now believing the respected warrior they once thought is now nothing more but a strong but dirty cheater. With the saddest part being that while the circumstances were a bit different from what they imagined, wasn't exactly a false lie either.
Because while only a technicality, he did cheat on his wife.
"So," Alter (Lily) then smiled at him alongside Saber (Lily). "Did we help out?"
"...Of course." He then slightly strained a smile as he patted the both of them on their heads. Sure he lost a good chunk of respect, but in time he'll be certain to get it back. For now though, he was wondering something. "Saber (Lily), have you been on Atlas this entire time?"
"Yep." She said. "And I met my Master, not the ones from Chaldea though, but another guy." She explains to the two of them. "A nice if not rather cold kid who has been helping me out. Teaching me a few things he knows about this place. In return I'm toughening him whether he likes it or not! Whitley Schnee is his name."
Whitley Schnee. Now that's some rather interesting news. If Sigurd recalled, during his time here he heard how the Schnee name is very connected to numerous things. Sure he knew of Winter, however she seems to have given up her name and title in pursuit of nobler goals he can respect.
Yet the young King of Knights had a connection and possible Master Servant connection with a kid who may have access too many things. Perhaps that kind of connection can help later on. But for now, he had other business to attend to.
"Hey daddy," Alter (Lily) giggled. "Can you take us out to eat?" Even though they weren't his real children, the ones from so long ago, he couldn't help but smile lightly at the sight of both of them. Reminding him of the days before he was a Servant. Before those damn beings cursed his first love.
"Sure. Why not." They may not be his kids, and they may just be pretending, but that didn't mean he wouldn't take care of them. Grabbing their hands he then walked with them. Enjoying the feeling he had in his chest.
"Ra!" Adam cut down a training dummy in rage, doing so to relieve some stress after the...incident.
Things just weren't going right with him at all. First Blake leaves him, then he and his men are forced to work with that fire bitch like mercenaries, and now he has to loan some of his men to a wretched human thief. That wasn't even including how the White Fang are being blamed for those impostors. The stress of it all has been piling up, and he needed some way to at least make himself feel better. While he would have preferred humans, cutting down wooden dummies would have to do.
Another fell with a thud, yet it didn't make Adam feel any better at all. Gah! Why was he so upset!? Surely Blake shouldn't have this much impact on him ...right?
"Adam." He then heard a voice, his voice. Turning he then saw him, Asterios. Even now after all this time, Adam still couldn't help but feel slight fear at his size and muscles. Yet he also felt somewhat calm when around him, if not because of the faunus and his kind hearted nature. Made him wonder if he lived a sheltered life somewhere. Even after all this time, he didn't know much about him. Just that he lived in some secluded place, and from what he gathered killed people but in self-defense.
A shame really. Had things been different Adam could bet that Asterios would have made a fine warrior. Though that wasn't to say he hated his personality. "Yes, what is it?"
"Food. Ready." Adam looked at the sky and realized it was already a bit late. The sun slowly setting, giving off a slight orange light across the blue sky. He didn't even realize it was this late.
"I see. Thank you. I'll be there in a bit." He said while wiping off some sweat. Seems he also overdid it a little in controlling his power. He put more strength in those blows that what was necessary. He'll need to work on that and maybe his stamina as well.
"Adam." Asterios then spoke again. "You...Okay..?
Adam narrowed his eyes behind his mask. While the bull faunus didn't look like it what with the way he spoke, he's clearly more observant than he thought. "I'm fine. Just a bit tired."
"You...Sure…?" This was getting annoying, however he couldn't exactly snap at the faunus. It wasn't like he was doing any harm, and clearly just wanted to help. Still, Adam didn't want anybody around, not at the moment anyway. He just...wanted to be alone.
"Really, I am." He tried again. "Just go with the others and have your meal. I'll come after a few minutes." Instead of doing that, Asterios just sat down and then began touching the grass.
"I ...Wait...For...You." Adam had to resist telling him to just get out of here. Sighing he figured there was no point in changing his mind, and he wasn't doing any harm at the least. So Adam just put his weapon away on top of a nearby crate and then sat down with his back against it.
So much was changing, and those changes weren't exactly things he liked.
That bitch Cinder having man-handled him into working with her. Normally he would have cut off her head, but that power...it wasn't normal. 'Not to mention,' He clenched his fists. 'The way she smiled as she burned my men who attacked her.' He could still recall their screams when she retaliated. Her two lackies were also rather skilled and could put up a decent fight. A fight that ended with more than a few dead.
'Once this is all over, I'll kill her myself.' The only reason he's working with her is because of both force and because of the little bits she told him of her plan. That didn't make her loathe her any less.
"Adam." Asterios then called out to him. "Why...You...Angry…?" Damn. Even with a mask, did he show too much emotion, or was Asterios that good with sensing emotion. Whatever the case he didn't really want to talk about it at the moment. Yet he got the feeling that the latest member of the Fang wouldn't stop.
...Maybe he can say a little.
"I'm just upset that a gir-member I knew...left." He simply said. Surprisingly Asterios muttered in agreement.
"I...Understand…" Now that was interesting.
"You also had a person leave you?" Adam asked out of both curiosity and to change the topic of his own life. Asterios grunting.
"Me...Knew...Girl...I...Liked." Asterios says with his cheeks slightly blushing. A crush or lover perhaps. "She...Help...Me…"
"She must have been kind." Adam concludes.
"No…" Asterios then bluntly said. "She...Jerk…"
"...Huh?" Did Adam here wrong.
"She...Pick on...Sister…" Asterios continued. "While I...Like...Her…" He blushed a bit more on the 'like' part. "I...Understand...She...Mean...At...Times…" Okay, so his relationship with this girl is not entirely normal. Thinking on it, Blake had her faults to.
"Hehe. I get what you mean. The member I talked about was always someone who'd rather read than actually train back when she was younger." He recalled. "Heck, she also had a nasty habit of getting books that are less than appropriate." Asterios nodded.
"Eurleya...Also thinks...She more...Beautiful than...Others." Asterios added. Though even the Servant thought she was pretty, Eurleya always was a bit vain.
"If you think that's bad, you should see how Blake always tries putting her own views on people sometimes." With that the two continued talking about their respective female partners and their faults enjoying their time. It would be awhile before someone got them for lunch.
Medusa had to admit, this timeline was indeed strange.
People with weird weapons, the monsters that came from forests and other places, and the shattered moon. Truly a strange place. Yet it wasn't like it bugged her entirely, the only thing making her worry was for her sisters. Yet after spending some time here and thinking back, she began believing they may not be here after all.
'And if so, what a relief.' While they did bully her a bit, that didn't make her love for them any less. The former Gorgon recalling all the good times she had with them. From them raising her, protecting her before she developed her abilities, to them then kicking her into the wilds in the name of training. Having her face many beasts as a youngling. Putting her through trials to raise her strength and development. Had her battle humans to raise her killing ability. Dumping her in caves to develop a sixth sense from being attacked by the ghouls inside in the dark. Let's also not forget the times they had her use a simple chain to kill boars and other animals before giving her first weapons.
'What good times.' Medusa thought with a smile.
Still, while a part of her was glad that they were safe-and also wouldn't tease her anymore-that didn't mean she wouldn't miss them. 'Plus, they won't be able to make my favorite meals.' While she's more than capable of living off plans and the stray animal she finds, she missed their cooking.
While the two had her do most of the work from cleaning, fighting, and other forms of labor, her big sisters always cooked for her. One of the few kind acts they do for her. A bit of extra goodies to like cookies since she's in a form not to different from them.
She then smirked when recalling her meeting with her Rider half. How her sisters gave her more affectionate and treat her a bit more kindly than her Rider and Avenger half. The two grown-up versions of herself having a bit of a rivalry with her as Euryale and Stheno always give her hugs and treat her with more respect than the other two whom they tease relentlessly.
"The reward for looking cute I guess." She said to herself giggling as she remembered the pouts and sometimes annoyed expressions Avenger and Rider give her as she flaunted her position to them. Sure in terms of combat they were more superior, but overall she was the Number 1 'Little Sister' compared to them.
Her stomach then growled. The Lancer version of Medusa then sighing. Plants and animals would only last for so long. Medusa then looked where a city laid. She hadn't bothered going into it because she felt cautious...but considering the circumstances, that may have to change. So with a sigh, she then headed towards the city.
Maybe she could get a job somewhere.
"..." She then stopped when she heard something, somewhere from behind the trees. She turned facing the direction, a small chain slowly coming out from her sleeves. The forest stayed silent for a moment.
"Gra!" Then from it another of those dark creatures came. This one in the form of one of those wolves, only a lot bigger. It's boes looking sharper, claws longer, and a hidden intelligence behind its eyes.
Shing.
With a speed faster than even those with a speed Semblance, the young child-version of the Gorgon easily had moved past the beast. However unlike before, she had a scythe which she had easily pulled from her sleeve.
The Grimm no longer moving, confused. It then tried turning-
Thud!
-the upper half of its body then falling onto the ground. The Grimm soon realizing its position before vanishing away.
"I know your watching." Medusa then called out to the hidden eyes she knew was there. The training her sisters made her go through allowing a rather strong sense in detecting others. "So come out unless you want to get hurt." A small black feather then came, and from it a man jumped down.
Graying black, spiky hair, dull red eyes and slight stubble along his jawline. Along with a red, tattered cloak, he wears a gray dress shirt with a long tail, black dress pants and black dress shoes. A ring on him with his hair looking like feathers. On his back being a sword. Interesting, she didn't sense a human around.
She then raised her weapon. The blade looking quite menacing under the light. "Who are you, and why were you spying on me?"
"Oof, already with the accusations. You're going to hurt this old guys feelings." The man joked. "But if you really want to know my name, it's Qrow. As for why I was watching you, well reports of a kid came to my ears with wicked skill, and I thought I checked it out."
Tch! So she had been spotted after all. What a pain. And to be caught by a human of all people, the ones who constantly tried courting her sisters and killing her for being the 'beast'. Of course she won't kill the man since he hasn't done anything wrong, but already she felt annoyed by his presence.
"Well you found me. Now go." She uttered coldly.
Grrrr.
Only to turn slightly red when her stomach growled. The human then smiling at her clear embarrassment. "Hey," He then said. "How about I take you to a nice place to eat. My treat."
She narrowed her eyes, knowing full well that this man must have wanted something from her. Maybe there's a chance he was just being kind, but she'll have her guard up any case. She nodded and Qrow urged her to follow back into the forest with him.
"..." All while another being had been watching them. A Raven that then flew off lamenting it couldn't get such a strong ally.
Elsewhere far from Vale and in another kingdom, a certain faunus was enjoying his day. In the coming month he heard that a ship will soon be coming to Vaccuo and then leave for Vale. Oh now that will be fun. He'll get to head there much earlier than plan, which is great. The only shame being his friends couldn't come, but that's okay. He'll meet them again soon enough.
There was just one problem.
"Wukong! Hurry up! We have to see if there really is a golden castle out here!" Her.
With a small sigh, Sun turned and saw her. A rather beautiful woman-he can't deny that. Wearing shades of yellow, a strange hat, holding a nice staff full of ornaments, brownish-black hair, and blue bracelets...along with a bikini blue outfit and a rather voluptuous figure.
Man were those huge.
"Yeah Sanzang," He then began rubbing his forehead. "I told you, there's no golden castle. That's just a myth!"
"Ha! Shows what you know disciple!" Sanzang declared while folding her arms under her chest. "A myth holds even the slightest of truths! And for all we know, a great castle really does await us!"
How long has it been since he knew her again?
One day he had just been traveling around minding his own business, taking some fruit. You know, the usual stuff. When suddenly this woman appeared from thin air and landed on him. And-being the gentlemen he is-took her back at his place until she woke up.
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"Sun Wukong!" She then shouted with tears in her eyes. "You finally came back!"
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He still remembered that moment, and was confused how she knew his name. Yet ever since then, she stuck by his side...where she constantly got in trouble and have to get her out of it. 'I wonder if this Sun guy she knows always had to bail her out.'
As for the woman herself, the Servant known as Caster, she smiled while walking with her disciple following her. To think that she would actually meet her disciple after all this time! Truly the Buddha has rewarded her for her deeds in helping Chaldea. Of course, she did know one thing about her disciple.
That he wasn't the one she knew in her timeline.
This version is clearly different, what with the outfit, slight difference in personality, not to mention he wasn't even a Servant. He must be a human-or faunus as he called himself-in this era. Meaning he didn't die and become a Servant, which wasn't really bad. If anything such a thing didn't make her treatment of him any different, and is happy to see him after all this time.
'Not to mention all the snacks he gives me.' She thought wonderfully. "Oh hey!" She then saw something and pointed at it. "Look! Look! A line!"
"Okay." Sun said scratching his head, also seeing the line. "What about it?"
"Duh silly." She teased at him while then putting her arm over his shoulder. "It must lead to something nice! We should check it out!"
"...I guess it better than going to the desert and being attacked by Grimm." Grimm. A part of her frowned at those things. Such horrible monsters, clearly against her faith with the Buddha. She purified those things with all her punches, her disciple also helping with those clones of his. Strange he didn't use his hair like usual, but she didn't mind. If anything, while this Sun isn't as powerful as the one she knew, he clearly retained some of his good old style and personality.
Oh if only the other disciples were here, then it'd be a true reunion.
The two headed for the line and passed by it, not intending to wait in it. If anything they'd rather just see what are the people in line for. As they got closer the Caster of Buddha saw a small but prominent little building with an extravagant high chair where a single person sat.
"Haha!" The person on it said, smiling at the line formed around her. "That's right everybody, leave anything from you riches, gold, Dust, or anything of value such as gems. Especially gems! Do so, and I promise that those stupid monsters from that absent God will hurt you no more!"
"Ishtar!" Sanzang shouted which then caught the attention of the pig tailed girl who turned and saw a fellow Servant. Interested, she then began floating with some people actually bowing down to her. Sun himself scratching his head on what was going on.
"Ah, Sanzang. I see your here after all." The Goddess of War and Beauty said with a smirk. "Oh. And I see your old disciple is here as well...or at least this world's version of him anyway."
"That's right!" Sanzang then grabbed Sun and held her in front of him with Sun yelping. "Just look at my old disciple! Sure he isn't a Servant in this timeline, but he's still Sun either way." She then proceeded to hug him unaware of the embarrassment she was causing Sun as he felt two soft yet firm mounds on his back.
"Gu-ah-woie!" He then said while other men in the crowd looked at him jealousy.
As for Ishtar she just raised an eyebrow at Sanzangs words. Timeline...Oh. She hasn't realized it yet. Well, that makes sense. Rayshifting shouldn't have sent them here, a place outside of human history. Even she was surprised that she came to this world-a real other dimension. Guess Sanzang hasn't realized it yet.
Oh well, not her problem.
"Indeed." She then floated down to Sun who tried getting off his so-called Master. "And let me guess, he's still saving your butt."
"No!" Sanzang said. "...Maybe...A little...O-only for things like Lien and Dust! Nothing else!" Seems even in another world, her bumbling and clumsiness still prevailed, and her counterpart of her disciple still saved her butt. How adorable.
"M-moving on!" Sanzang said letting go of Sun who looked relieved yet crouched down a little. "I see you got yourself quite the locals, huh."
"That's right!" Ishtar said proudly. "Unlike the rest of you guys, I retain more of my power thanks to my divine nature, and with these people who I'll convert into my followers, I'll only get stronger!" Ishtar loudly declared. Hahaha! Unlike normal Servants, since she's technically a Goddess, this worlds rules and effects on them don't affect her as badly.
She already knew why most of the Servants were weak the second she arrived. After all, one of the factors for Servants in being strong was fame, so in a world that didn't even know them naturally they wouldn't even get a tiny boost at all. At least, that's one of the factors that caused them to be weak. As she said before, thanks to her nature she was excepted from that rule, and she can get stronger not just by the Dust-which she only used for decorations by the way-but by followers.
'Once I get enough followers, my own 'fame' will slowly spread, making me even stronger than now.' And if that happens, then she can make this world her own. After all, with those other two Gods gone, she can proclaim this land as her own.
'Unless they come back of course Ishtar. Don't forget if the Relics are gathered, then they'll appear and kick us out due to the rules in place." Ishtar then mentally frowned. Great. Just great. Because of that idiotic oaf who caused this mess, when her Capsule exploded it caused an error with her dumb stuck-up sister Ereshkigal. Somehow it caused them to 'merge' and become a single body.
In the day she's herself, in the night Ereshkigal takes over. And she spends her dumb time in the underworld of this world talking to the beings that run the place. What a pain she is.
'Yeah in that case we make sure the Relics aren't gathered.' Ishtar talked back to her sister. This planet barley had religion as far as she can tell, just ripe for her to take over. No way she'll let those Brothers come back and take over again.\
"Whatever." Ereshkigal. "For now you do you and I'll help clean up this underworld. Honestly, I can't believe the God of Darkness just wiped out the species. There's still people down here from that time, and it isn't easy dealing with that mess. I'll be sure to make this underworld better than it should be!" Then like that her sister's voice vanished.
"About time." Ishtar muttered.
"Uh, you okay." Sun then asked as he and Sanzang just saw Ishtar looking like she was just talking to herself while making annoyed expressions.
"Huh?" Ishtar then turned while blushing a little. Having forgotten that she was being watched which wouldn't do for her reputation. Quickly she shook her head and went back to looking like the dignified Goddess she should be. "Y-yeah, I'm fine." She said. "I any case, I have a new church to build. The church of Ishtar, greatest Goddess to ever live!" She then proclaimed proudly.
She then waved off the two and floated off by summoning her bow, leaving at a great speed with those who were there clapping. Their were barely any Semblances that allowed one to fly, and this woman could fly and fight. The people of Vaccuo in this area having lost some of their items, but were now protected by her.
"Huh." Sun said as he watched Ishtar fly off. "I heard word of a girl who was super tough, and I guess the rumors are true." Ishtar was beautiful all right. Maybe not his type, but he had to admit she's a looker.
"Yeah she is." Sanzang agreed. She then turned around and saw a cart selling food. "Ha! Disciple, look! Food!" She then grabbed his arm and started pulling him along, just like the old days.
Sun could only sigh, but smiled a little.
This girl, she's pretty interesting all right.
"Gah!" Sanzang then shouted as a dog started biting her. "Disciple! Help!"
But also a bit of a trouble magnet.
Somewhere else beyond the rest of the world, a dark castle could be seen where Grimm prowled around. Here inside, two figures were watching, the latest members of Salem.
"Man, this place is such a bore." Angra then said as he looked out the window. "I mean, so cliche! The evil monsters, the dark red sky, and the scary castle. Like didn't see that coming." He thought the new place he'd be hanging out would be sweeter than this. What a disappointment.
"If it is such a bore, you may as well leave." Speaking is that Fake Assassin, a girl who was summoned by a huge glitch in the system of the Summoning process which called upon her. Many were surprised at seeing such a Servant who wasn't even known in history at all. Then again, he was kinda like that, as nobody-not even him-knew his name.
"Nah." Angra then waved his tattooed hand. "It'd be a chore to find someplace else. Besides, this place gives me a type of power boost."
"?" The Fake Assassin looked at him a bit confused. So good old Angra decided to explain.
"See, I'm a shadow of sorts, and I can sorta gain power through negative emotions. Not a lot of a power boost since Holy Grail Wars or even Chaldea doesn't have much in negativity." He then looked out the window, seeing the Creatures of Grimm growling as they stalked the land. "Here, in this world with a good amount of negativity, this place especially, I can feel myself growing stronger." Perks of being the 'All The World's Evil' and junk like that.
Yeah, he knew he was in another dimension. He wasn't sure how, but he can tell because the negativity felt foreign, different. Most of the other Servants here probably thought they were in some timeline era, which makes sense since even he didn't think dimension hopping was possible.
Now in this world, he was getting stronger. Slow of course, but he got the feeling that in time he could be tougher than back at Chaldea. Meaning he would be able to do more than a few bad things here. Sweet.
"But moving past my problems, why are you here?' Angra then asked. "I'm only here because I get to let loose without any morals holding me back." Chaldea was nice, but obviously it made certain Servants with dark hearts like him didn't go over the top.
There's a reason Chaldea made certain all Servants were to be kept in that mountain. Because while they can be somewhat controlled there, if they were to ever leave they would do whatever they want in the real world. Things that wouldn't always be pretty.
Thus when that woman with the Seer came and asked him to join, he agreed without hesitation. He didn't care about Salem's plan or even her own revenge scheme. No. He's only here so he can finally let loose. He was tortured by humanity for his entire life, only fair he caused some retribution. Even if its on another world's inhabitants.
"..." As for Fake Assassin, she stayed silent for a moment. Then she spoke. "I just want to get the other Hassan to no longer be misguided." How sad her predecessors, who's faith were superior to her own, were tricked and deceived by that false God. It made her upset that such a thing tricked them, and made them leave the path they were on.
Because of that, many of her predecessors including the ones she knew in Chaldea had their heads lobbed off in their original lives by the First Hassan. It made her sad that they were killed, and then forced as Wraiths and trapped in that form until the Throne cruelty summoned them as Servants.
Aside from that man Tyrian who had faith that she could respect, she only joined this group because it would allow her to help her fellow Hassan.
'Still, I wish I could have known them, even a little back at Chaldea.' When she had been summoned, she gave no clue to her identity of who she was, not that she could considering her name didn't exist in history. She never once told anybody of where she came from, or that she once followed the path of the Hassans, meaning the Masters, Da Vince, or anybody else didn't realize where her roots came from.
Of course she knew that it's possible the Hassan summoned there would tell where she came from, mostly Hundred Persona. As such she did her best to never cross paths with them do to her belief that she wasn't worthy of seeing them with her immature faith. Never participating in the Masters adventures not really caring.
With a sigh, she then left Angra as she wondered what she could say to the former Old Men of the Mountain when she would one day meet them again. She will also need to hide her face, or at least train to control her expression. After all, when she first heard that the Hassan were in Chaldea upon summoning, she squealed like a girl meeting her idol when she entered her room.
It would be embarrassing if she did so when she met her predecessors.
"Huh. Alright." Angra said as he watched her off. Shame she wasn't more of the fun type, always silent and quite. Things were much better when it's all fun and games.
"Man...that guy really is a monster." With pale skin, a well-built body is a young man with gray eyes gray hair partially slicked back while unkempt at the front. He also wears a slate gray and black two-tone partial-zip jacket that covers his upper body. Wearing pants that hides his prosthetic's.
"Yeah. He kinda is." With him is a girl who's more or less his partner. A young woman with medium-brown skin and dark-red eyes with light mint-green hair. Wearing an interesting crop top that showed her stomach and wears white pants and brown chaps that end at her calves and an overlong belt, twice-wrapped, where she keeps her weapons as well as a single pouch.
"Monster or not, he's a perfect ally when it comes to battle." Speaking to the two of them is none other than their boss. A charming young woman with black hair, amber eyes, and a rather lustrous body donning a red dress that showed her legs.
Mercury, Emerald, and Cinder. Three individuals who were currently in a nearby forest doing some training. Them, and a fourth partner who was also training his skill and mastery of the spear.
"Gra!" One being used on the Grimm who found themselves.
"Creatures of Destruction huh." A deep but deadpanned voice then said as he stabbed an Alpha Beowolf down, easily pushing the spear into where the heart would be and killing it. The monster of massacre just looking down with a cold expression. "I think such a title is wasted on such beings like this."
Standing tall is a rather intimidating figure who had tanned skin and tattoos on his body. The equipment all over his body is a black and red color scheme. The upper part of his bodysuit is absent, leaving his chest exposed and revealing a unique tattoo design on his chest and abdomen. His shoes have very high heels. He wears a hood over his head. His own armor looking like it was made from a skeleton with spike all over. Yet he also had a spiked tail giving this man a beastly appearance. Cinder wondered what kind of faunus he was, lizard? Or maybe even a dragon.
Whatever the case, she had to admit this monster that calls himself Berserker is truly a worthy ally. If it weren't for the fact that there's only one of him, she'd have him do more of the work than that fool Adam. Compared to Berserker, Adam may as well be a little dog to be put down.
'And to think he willingly joined so long as he gets to fight.' He had come after failing to get the entity of the full Maiden power, but he was indeed a worthy compensation who had appeared from nowhere. She has seen his skill with the spear, and it gave her chills that she never knew she could feel.
"Yo." Berserker then called out to her. "You got anything actually worthy of killing. I'm getting bored with these damn weaklings."
"Maybe nothing that equal your powers, but perhaps some of Atlas's toys can help your mood." Cinder then told him. "I hear Roman may have a way to get their, and the security will be tough."
"Fine. Just tell me when and I'll be ready to go." Berserker then moved on with his training and killing the local Grimm. Cinder smirking at her ally and also recalled Salem contacting her about two others in the Darklands.
If things went well, then Vale would be theirs. Although there were some slight problems, and not just Ozpin.
"Emerald." She then called out to her most devoted underling. "I heard some word that Roman has been in contact with other people." People he seems to be kept hidden from her in fact.
"Yes ma'am." Emerald nodded. "While I'm not sure who they are, they seem to be the people who attacked that prison awhile ago."
"Those guys huh." Mercury laughed. "I heard Adam was upset that someone was blaming him for a crime that didn't even happen. Hahaha!" Cinder rolled her eyes.
"So he really is in contact with that group." She didn't know who those masked people were, but if Roman is in contact with such people, she'll need to explain to him why he shouldn't keep such things a secret from her. Pawns like them shouldn't be working for some glorified thief after all.
"Oh, I also got word he hangs with a...kid." Emerald continued on.
"Kid?" Mercury smirked. "Don't tell me he's finally fallen to assaulting little girls."
"No, you pig." Emerald rolled her eyes. "Just some kid that follows him around with Neo. Calling him dad, even though they don't look alike."
"A child huh." Whether Roman actually had a child or just an adopted one, that was good to know. It meant she could use this as leverage later. With a smile Cinder then turned back to see Berserker flawlessly killing the Grimm nearby. Things were going her way. The first quarter of Beacon has started, and things were beginning to roll. Such a nice day.
And this is the latest chapter, a bit longer than most, of course don't except all chapters to be that long. In any case, this chapter is showing all the Servants and their current positions, and who they met and some of their reasons. This was also a way to give me time in figuring out who should still be the main star, but don't worry, I'll figure it out soon enough. As of now consider us just a little past Volume 1, with Initiation long over by this point in time. May as well have the cast do the inbetween some of the certain episodes, but do not fear, they'll meet out heroes soon enough.
Also in other news, a Trope Page was made for this story. So go and check it out if you want, and maybe even add your own stuff on it. Until Next Time.
With a thud Jason fell onto the couch feeling so tired. Who knew trying to escape from the cops was so difficult. At the very least they got away while also adding to their infamy. Grabbing the remote, he turned it on to see what comments people were saying about him and how amazing he was.
"-once again Roman Torchwick has stolen even more Dust skyrocketing the price of it. Police unable to do anything to catch Vale's most wanted-" He then shut it off in anger.
"What! Why are they still talking about him? If anything they should be talking about us." From the kitchen where she's cooking Atalanta just looked at him with a dead look.
"Really? We're already wanted enough as it is. No need to get even more attention." She told him not understanding why he wanted attention when said attention would get them in trouble. Last thing they needed was the police to close in on them further.
"It's about the principle Atalanta!" Jason tried teaching her. "After all, Vale needs to learn about their future king." The Archer just rolled her eyes and went back to cooking. "Hey, just wondering. Where's Hercules?"
"He went out to fight those Grimm." She said grabbing some ingredients. "Seems he's a bit more clear-headed. Hercules seems like he's able to use more precise moves, not a lot but he's improving." It made the Archer wonder if the Mad Enchantment was weakened. If some of their personal Skills were weakened or locked away, then would the same happen with the enchantment that made Hercules mad?
"I see." Jason then relaxed putting his arms under his head. "I guess a break after escaping is good." So today's heist was a failure, but tomorrow can change that. He'll just need to really kick it up a notch with his reading that way he won't make the same mistake again. He then felt something light get on top of him.
"!"
"Hi Jason! Nice to see you!" Oh damn! He was so distracted that he didn't notice Medea (Lily) getting on him. He better get away and soon.
"Nu-uh." The little witch then touched his nose where the then felt weakened. She used a freaking spell on him! "There you go. Just relax and be happy." She said while cuddling on his chest.
The horror of it all.
"Oh, I see you're here Medea (Lily)." Atalanta then said holding a bowl. "Do you want to eat now?"
"No thank you." The Caster said snuggling on Jason's chest. "I went out a while ago and had some ice cream."
"You really shouldn't eat stuff like that before lunch. It'll spoil your appetite." Atalanta told her. She then looked at the bowl and for a second wondered what to do with it. She made this for Medea (Lily), and didn't want to waste it. She then looked at Jason.
"Huh. Lucky you Jason that I'm not one to believe that food should be wasted." She then set the bowl down on the small table. "Eat that. I'm going out to get more food." While she rather hunt her own food, there was nothing wrong with buying at the grocery store, or in this case a shady club. The money they were slowly receiving from Medea (Lily)'s healing potions on the Black Market giving her enough for food.
"Medea (Lily)." he then called out to her friend while getting a green purse. "Make sure Jason eats it all."
"Hay!" The cute child said while then getting the bowl with the spoon in it.
"Great." Jason rolled his eyes. Getting leftover meal and unable to even eat with his own hands. The spell having made it so he couldn't even grab the spoon.
"Jason-Sama, open wide." Medea (Lily) held the spoon to feed him like a baby.
"Tch." Seeing that he had no choice, Jason opened his mouth and let the spoon enter his mouth. "Gh-pljahs!" Then spat it out as he felt his tongue get assaulted by death itself.
"Jason!" Medea (Lily) scolded getting a napkin and wiping his mouth like a mother to a baby. "You shouldn't be picky."
"Wh-klu-huh?" Jason then did his best to move his neck to see the bowl.
Seeing a horrible purple colored soup with bubbles coming from it. The food on it not even looking like food.
'Hold on a second.' Jason then thought horribly. 'Does Atalanta even know how to cook?'
He then turned his head and saw the nearby kitchen which is connected to the living room. There he saw overturned pawns, discarded food, and a mess in the sink.
"Open wide!" Medea (Lily) once more said with Jason only able to say one thing.
"Phlaut!"