In the far future, probably long after RWBY's Mod's events...
"All I'm saying is that we shouldn't act rash." A cool and calm voice spoke out.
"What you're saying is cowardly!" Another voice replied angrily.
Union, in his Elite model, looked at the two towering humanoid shaped figures timidly. The two have been arguing in this alleyway for what felt like an hour now, and he isn't the type to break up fights between two colossal aliens when a building is burning nearby.
After a few minutes of more arguing, the angry one of the two ended the conversation while saying something about the calmer one not being able to understand. When the angry one left the alleyway, the calmer one sighed and looked over to Union.
"Sorry, Sir Combine. Sir Iratus is just a bit heated after that last attack." He said exasperatedly.
Union shook his head. "It's fine Frigus, I don't mind at all."
Frigus cocked his head sideways, his glowing neon blue eyes showing his confusion. "Are you sure? You feel...troubled, deeply too."
"It's not him, nor you. It's just me, I'll be fine though." The GModder waved away the alien's concerns.
Frigus relented. "Alright..." He trailed off, before continuing. "You can go now, Sir Combine. We won't need your services until tomorrow, so have a good night's rest."
Union nodded. "I'll see you soon then."
The two went their opposite ways, with Union passing through multiple streets filled with very colorful signs and advertisements. He passed through an alleyway, and after making sure nothing will see him, he changed his model back to his Part Two model. Union then entered a building, which was a bar. Union sat down on one of the chairs infront of the counter and ordered the alien equivalent of a beer.
He drank a bit from it and wiped his mouth as he placed it back on the counter. A few more swigs, he got a bit drowsy. Feeling the effects, he laid his head down on the counter, using his arms as a cushion.
"Union! That's..." He heard her say in surprise.
"I saw you looking at this a bit too dreamily. So I bought it." He replied, as she looked at her gift.
He felt her hug him in gratitude moments later. "But, why?"
"Because it's Christmas." He said it as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"What?"
A loud thump was heard and felt by Union. He opened his eyes and straightened up on his chair, realizing he fell asleep and noticing the bartender had its fist on the counter while laughing with a patron. The GModder called to the bartender and paid for his drink. When he was close to the exit, a female alien tugged on his shirt sleeve with a seemingly seductive gaze directed on him.
"Hey there." The alien started...
...and was shot down when Union brought up his left hand and showed her his wedding ring as he very bluntly said. "I'm married."
He walked out of the door after that.
Union passed through the crowds, until he found the gate leading to the outside. The gate was huge, but was dwarfed by the walls surrounding the city. The structures in this city were gigantic to fit the growing population here, most buildings close to getting past the Citadel's height.
A few guards were stationed at the gate entrance. They looked like something from the Half-Life 2 beta or some post-apocalyptic city, which is basically where Union was in right now. Once he went over to the door to the side of the gate, a guard approached him and asked for a card. Union grabbed the card from his pocket and showed it, the guard nodded and let him out.
Union's boot stepped on sand, and he looked out to the far distance for the dark blue tower. When he found it, he started walking through the sandy hills and passed through some roads. A hover car sped through the road, almost hitting Union. The latter didn't seem to mind as he continued his walk.
He looked out to the sky and his surroundings. It was mostly a desert filled with a lot of hills, a network of canyons and some plateaus dotting the desert. The sky was a gradient of dark purple, black and blue with two moons and a planet with an asteroid ring far away in space, but close enough to see it in this planet. A few ships were in the sky, flying to and from the city, which can still be seen in clear detail from where Union was.
Soon, he started daydreaming to pass the time.
"Brother?" His sister looked at him, sometimes peeking at the guests.
"Yes?" He replied.
"What did you wish for Christmas?"
He placed a hand to his chin. "Hmm...silence?"
"But how can you hear the songs then?"
"That's exactly the reason why I wanted silence."
Boy, was he wrong. He wanted to hear the annoying carols being sung now. Who can blame him? He's homesick, tired, and always busy, as the past Christmas days weren't spent on the holiday itself, instead it was either filled with brooding, blood, or meetings respectively.
A sudden rumble was picked up by Union's ears, it was close but sounded distant. So he stopped and waited for his opponent to come.
The ground infront of him exploded, showering him with sand. A worm, that looked even bigger than Frigus or Iratus, came out of the hole it created to attack Union. It had a lot of teeth and mandibles, as if it was expecting a bigger and better meal. It screeched at him, before going back down under the ground.
It resurfaced behind him. In a flash, Union has a large sword and jumped towards the worm, leaving a slight crater from where he stood, slicing the upper part of its mouth I half. But he wasn't done, yet. In one motion, he faced the worm, who was screeching very loudly in pain, and threw a strider laser at it.
Union landed on the ground with a slight thud, an explosion and a slight sizzling sound can be heard from behind him, before continuing his silent walk.
~~~Time skip~~~
"Sir?" A pale man, who looked like he gotten involved with a lot of surgery, that had an outfit that seemed to be a cross of a janitor and a Combine Elite eyed Union's posture. "The Dropship was at the city hours ago, why did you walk?"
He said nothing, only opening the door to his room and entering it. The man sighed, before hearing the elevator ding again.
Union sat down on a chair near a table with a Combine Computer on it, a large window showing off the outside was behind it. He stared at the date on the computer.
'December 25, 2619'
He sighed and slumped further back in his chair, not minding the door to his room being opened. A pair of arms hugged his neck, the left ring finger wearing a wedding ring similar to his. He looked at the one responsible, his cobalt eyes locking with purple ones.
"Union..." He heard her say, as he looked away from her.
"Yes, Celeste?" Union replied to her with a somber tone.
"Are you okay?"
He said nothing, giving her the silent treatment to
"You miss them don't you?" She asked.
He nodded.
She swallowed, before releasing one of her arms to grab something behind her. "I know this isn't enough but...1-1 said it'll help."
A black box was infront of him, held up by her arms. He grabbed it, and gave it a lookover. It seems like a normal box, but when he pressed the center of one of the box's flat surfaces, it reassembled itself into an inconveniently rectangular box. A single button sat on the 'front' of the device.
"Press it." Celeste said softly.
He did and shortly after he heard the song: 'Loneliest Time of Year'. His mind felt pleasant hearing familiar signs of a carol, even though it wasn't about it.
"This is the only one I could find, the others were either incompatible or too old." She explained sheepishly.
"This is fine." Union said suddenly, signs of a smile were slowly becoming noticeable as he hears the song more. "I like the music."
He heard her sigh in relief. "Oh, I could see that." Celeste remarks.
A few minutes were spent listening to the short song and when it did end, Union returned the speaker into its 'normal' form with a satisfied motion. The GModder faced her, his smile mirrored by her own.
She giggled. "When was the last time I saw you smile?" The blonde inquired.
"I guess it was a long time if you're asking like that." He replies, his tired tone gone and replaced with his normal carefree one.
"It was."
"...oh."
She hugs him, and Union returns it. Of course, he knows exactly what day it was and why she gave this to him but as thanks for the gift, he's going to act oblivious and hear those words again.
"Why?" He tried his hardest to sound confused, but it didn't sound right when the words exited his mouth.
Union felt her tense at the question, but she relaxed and he can already feel the smirk on her face.
"Because it's Christmas."
~~~END~~~
And it's finished. I did something like this so it wouldn't affect the RWBY's Mod storyline that much.
Just so you know, Union's lack of a Christmas celebration isn't the main factor of his angst, it's actually just him being homesick, and being busy all the time.
Celebrating Christmas just helped him.
And I'm so bad at trying to make it feel like it but in my defense, FFnet's web doc manager is actually driving me insane so I had to finish this quick.
I'll update this chapter probably.
-Random Inputs-
1.) I actually planned to have the 'flashbacks' or 'daydreams' be the setting of this chapter, then switch over to Union's current state here.
2.) Sandworm was planned to be either a King Ghidorah wannabe or a spider
3.) Instead of the seducer, I planned to have her be a pedestrian in need of help fending against thugs in an alleyway. Then the thugs do the classic thing and ask Union if he was her boyfriend. He shows his ring and beats the hell out of the thugs when they get ticked off by his comments. Then pedestrian helps and calls the police, then Union walks away from the scene.
4.) Planned to show more of the plot being told here, instead of random tidbits.
I have problems with these. The first one was kind of hard to get through, and second didn't matter as they'll both show how much stronger Union became.
Third one is kind of overused. Also in an unrelated note, after P3C1 I'll update P1C1-P1C3 to make them consistent with the P2 and beyond saga.
Fourth, I kind of don't want to dump a lot of 'useless' (I'm not sure.) information considering this is probably the only time I'll use this setting.
Responding to guests...
RandomGuest: It was one hit? It felt like it did massive damage, but not to the point of death. Might need to test it.
Internet not found, he'll get it at P3C2 or C1 IDK yet.
Doctor Haxs: Thanks :D
I was actually surprised that no one had done this, but I guess it is because of balancing issues.
So with my adequate writing that gets better the more I write, I am able to make this piece of junk.
...Responding finished.
Anyways, hope you guys and gals have a good Christmas or holiday, and happy new year!
I'll be seeing you all next year, because the FF app decided to pull a middle finger on me and not save my documents. I would be able to write P3C1, if it weren't for this. So I'm going to wait for the next FF app update, which is next year, to write and update.