I Don't own RWBY or Darkest Dungeon.
"I didn't kill my wife!" Harrison Ford
"…I Don't care!" Tommy Lee Jones
The Fugitive. 1993
Unknown amount of days after the Escape.
Inside General Ironwoods office.
"What do you mean he's gone!" A blonde hair man shouts in rage a few feet away from Ironwoods face. "He jumped from the top of the Bullhead, wounded. How can he survive let alone hide at the same time?!"
"I don't know. I'm honestly surprise Dimas jumped." Ironwood states calmly. "But rest assure Mr. Xioa Long, we will find him.
"Really how so, Ironwood?" The man identified as Xiao Long asked. "I know that you have more troops on this eyesore then on the ground."
"Tai, your daughter is missing. Replace with a dummy. Evidence of her attack also seem to come and go almost on a daily basis. I ordered my men to not shoot the prisoner, and he was fatally injured."" Ironwood listed off as he stands. "Bottom line, something isn't right. His crimes, the conviction, hell the entire thing feel like a set up!"
"Don't give me that shit General!" Tai shouts as he slams his fist into the desk. This prompted the AK robots to point their weapons at him. "He hurt my baby girl. I will find him with or without your help, General."
He then turns away and begin to walk to the door. Before doing so he stopped to say one last thing. "Oh, and general. If I find out that you have anything to do with my daughters' disappearance. Ozpin's wrath will be the least of your worries."
With that las threat, he left the room. The AK drone stood down as the door close. After a few moments, General Ironwood lets out a small sigh as he gets up from his seat. He walked over to the window where he looked out down below at Vale. Its been a few days since the daring escape, and it has been difficult to suppress the press. They have been trying to learn more about the incident, how a human was helping the terrorist White Fang destroy Beacon. Course they had very little information, a few less trust worthy news sources begin to falsify their story's. Making a quick Lien for false and half truths. The latest example of yellow journalism suggested that Dismas was a sleeper agent, he was trained from birth to infiltrate the schools just to destroy them. Worst part, was that he could neither deny nor confirm these accusations without condemning Dismas. It was a loose, loose situation. All he can do I just wait and do nothing.
"Monty almighty. Now I know how Ozpin feels." Ironwood mused at the irony. However, his thoughts turn darker when the sun begin to rise in the eastern part of Vale. "(Sigh), If you survive Dismas. You better hurry up."
1st POV
The view shifts to Dismas sight. It was hazy but he can see the Atlas ship getting farther and father away. He slowly blinked, revealing that he was no longer falling, rather he found himself in the bay of a bullhead. As Dismas struggled to stay conscious, he hears a feminine muttering sound coming from the pilot seat. After a few blinks he closes his eyes before opening them up to see that he was being carried by the arm. His transporter seems to be wearing a poncho, covering her face. However Dismas can hear her more coherently now.
"Ugh, I tell him to jump from the right side and what does he do? He jumps from the left. Ugh." A feminine voice remarks as she carries him down the alleyway. Last thing Dismas heard before blanking out was the same person whispering under her breath. "(Sigh) You better be worth it."
After staring into the abyss for a few moments, Dismas opens his eyes to see that he was now on a bed, in a backroom of sorts. On the other side of the room was that stranger, now talking with a Wolf Faunas.
"You sure he will take care of him? If I spend any more time away, Adam will get suspicious." The cloaked female figure asked.
"Aw but of course. Mr. Wick has been helpful to those who have been in similar situations before. You have my word." The Wolf Faunas states with a small smile.
The cloaked female figure lets out a begrudging sigh before pulling out an envelope. "Fine, just make sure he reads this once he is awake. I'll try everything to keep her from the girl."
"Very good, ma'am. I wish you well in your future dealings with Mr. Wick." The Wolf faunas said before giving a polite curtesy bow.
The woman lets out a small tsk before walking over to Dismas, she leans over to face him. Dismas couldn't see much, just that she was covered in marks. Maybe birth, maybe scars. He couldn't tell. Her face was still covered by her poncho so he still couldn't see her face. However, he could see her grey steal piercing eyes. She whispers the words. "You better not die. (Sigh) You may actually be the White Fangs only hope."
Dismas blinked a few times before consciousness finally failed him for the third and final time.
3rd POV
The morning sun gleams through the window. Reflecting off a small mirror and hitting Dimas in the eyes. He lets out a small groan before his eyes slowly open. He lets out a small cracked groan as he finally got a better look around. He was in a back room, where boxes of junk were stacked on Antiques. As he looked around, he hears the sound of liquid pouring out. Looking to the side he sees a familiar pudgy man.
"Aw, good that you are awake. I was thinking for a moment that you were never going to wake up." Mr. Wick greets coldly as he pours him a glass of water. "But regardless, I'm actually relieved that you are awake."
He hands Dismas a glass of water. Dismas throat felt dry and lips were completely cracked. Licking his chops he greedily chugged the cool glass down. Once done, Mr. Wick begin to fill up the glass Dismas finally asked him. "Where am I?"
"Your in my shop, Mr. Smith." Mr. Wick said as he hands him back the glass. "You don't recall the fall?"
Dismas gave him an irritated look before he remembers. How he was contact by Driežas mergina in the brig of the Atlas battle ship. He witnesses the horrifying creature shapeshift from a bland Atlas soldier to a horrifying beast. He then remembers how he was cornered and how in a final act of defiance he leaped from the ship. As his memories return to him Mr. Wick hands him a glass of water. Dismas took a small sip from the water before asking. "Driežas mergina… was she…"
"Here? Why yes of course." Mr. Wick replies before pulling out a letter from his suit vest. "Left just a few days ago. Least she left a note, unlike most kids do these days."
Dismas slowly reaches out for it, however Wick held it away from him. "Uhp uhp uhp. Before I hand this over, I am going to need you to pay a fee."
"Seriously?" Dismas asked.
"Yes, I know this seems inconvenient, but please note that I'm not only risking my business, reputation, and life. But also, I receive no compensation for it as well." Mr. Wick pointed out. "So it seems fair that since it's your life that I am protecting, that you'll be the one to pay."
"(Sigh) Fine, how much?" Dismas asked begrudgingly.
"Oh, just one thing. Your locket." M. Wick said as he points to the locket around Dismas neck.
Dismas looked up at him with a rage in his eyes. He then spat. "No, I sooner rot in the confines of a two square cell then hand this over."
"Ah, but Mr. Smith. Do you have any idea what's around you neck? That there is an ancient Mistral Locket. I have seen very few in my days, even fewer in good condition. This however, is possible the most well kept and original locket I have ever seen. Seems like a fine payment in my professional opinion." Mr. Wick explains as he held up his hands.
"Like I said I'd soon rot rather then hand it over. Someone special gave it to me and I'd be damn before I hand it over." Dismas said with an aggressive snarl.
"… (Sigh) Very well, Mr. Smith." Mr. Wick said as he stands up. As he walks away, he said something that made Dismas stutter. "Our mutual friend has payed me to keep you alive, not to hand this over. I wish you luck in your future, however I doubt your friend Ms. Rose will have one if not found soon."
As he was just about to leave the room, Dismas calls out to him "Wait!" Mr. Wick didn't turn around, but a small smile formed on his face as he hears the sound of twine snapping. Over with Dismas he was taking one last glace of his Shameful Locket. It was one of the few things he has of his beloved Emily. It contained the only picture of their faces. He opens the steel locket to look upon their faces one last time. At the side of the picture was a message written in Latin. 'Ad Dismas meus carissimus, et videbunt inter se adhuc vivere in votis nostris puerum cum animabus nostris. Memento gerunt hoc labore tuo et terminus sunt simul iterum cum.' Which means; 'To mine beloved dismas, we shall see each other again and hopefully live our lives with our child. Wear this and remember thy hard work shall end when we are together again.' Memorizing their faces one last time he close the Locket and held it out.
"Just… take it." Dismas said as he tried hard to hold back the tear coming out of his left eye.
Mr. Wick turns around slowly, with a shit eating grin on his face. He approached Dismas before taking the Locket from him, inspecting it carefully he tucks the locket away in his vest pocket. He then pulls out the letter, before tossing it he said with a sly grin. "Pleasure doing business with ya, now once your ready Mr. Timber will escort you from the building."
He then walks away but said loudly as he walked out. "Good day, Mr. Smith."
After he left, Dismas didn't even bothered to correct him. He has been beaten, bruised, stabbed, betrayed, burned, and chewed. Yet nothing can compare to the pain he felt in his heart. He had given up one of the few things he considers precious to him. Only thing left of his dearest Emily, was the scarf but if he had to guess that was shredded by an enrage Yang. He let out a few tears before whispering, "Emily, Thomas. Please, forgive me."
He wiped away the tears before opening the letter. Inside was a set of instructions left by the mysterious Driežas mergina. The first part is relief that he is alive, but dropped the pleasantries after the first few sentences. She explains that the WF has a base of operations deep in the Faunas side of the Industrial District. That they will be holding Ruby there. She then mentions how, the countess. Will be busy for a while thanks to a few things she sabotaged. However, if he doesn't hurry she will likely kill Ruby. This part made Dismas blood boil in rage at the idea that she would hurt Ruby. She then goes on a bit talking about how she will be silent from now on due to the amount of time she was away. She left a package that contains the location, and a disguise for him at a nightclub. The location was on a different piece of paper at the bottom of the envelope. The final words were her wished him luck, and that if he managed to clear his name, leave hers out of any report.
Rereading it again, he memorized the message before shredding it. It was for the best that he cover any and all traces of Driežas mergina. Once done he gets out of bed just as a tan Wolf Faunas in the same outfit as Mr. Wick enters.
"Ah, Mr. Wick like you to have this. Best that nobody recognizes you the moment you leave." The Wolf Faunas states as he hands him a folded green hoodie with Lightning and Thunder on top. Dismas looked it over, it wasn't his color but then again it was probably for the best that nobody recognizes him. He puts on the Hoodie before leaving out the back door.
As he left, the Wolf Faunas states. "Head down the ally way, head right and you should fine yourself on main street. Please give your regards to Driežas mergina should you meet her again."
"Yeah, sure thing." Dismas said as he put the hood over his head.
The Wolf Faunas close the back door and locked it. Letting out a small sigh, Dismas heads down the Alleyway towards main street, feeling guilty with every step. After making it to the end of the ally, he noticed the people of Vale walking about. Living their lives like any other day. Giving a small sigh he slipped into the crowd of people unnoticed and headed north. It was a few blocks away but he made sure to hide his identity well. Even though he did so, he was spotted by someone nearby.
Thirty minutes later
"You got to be kidding me." Dismas remarks at the sight of the nightclub Driežas mergina had told him to go to. Looking up, he was staring at an off neon light that read 'Juniors Club.'
"Of all places." Dismas mutters before letting out a small sigh. "(Sigh) Fine, might as well get this over with."
He then enters the club, unaware that he was being followed. Inside, multiple Henchmen were tiding it up for the new influx of customers that would arrive for the Vitality festival. As they worked, a few couldn't help but notice the kid in the green hoodie heading to the bar. As they tried to stop him, someone grabbed them from the darkness. Dismas made his way to the bar, there a man in a suit was taking stock.
"We ain't open kid." Junior said as he scribble off something on the clip board.
"Good, cause I didn't come here for a drink." Dismas replies as he sits down at the bar.
Junior getting annoyed by how many kids enter his establishment looks up from his clip board. He was about to tell the kid off, when he noticed Dismas face. Realizing who he was, he sets aside the clip board.
"Well, the infamous Highwayman himself. Got to say, did not expect you of all people to enter through the front door of my humble abode.
"Shove it Junior. I don't have the time nor the patience." Dismas said as he lowers his hood.
"Aw, but where is that fancy talk, shit talking, gentleman? I heard so much about your exploits this past year. Got to say for a man who didn't exist you definitely leave a lasting impression." Junior asked with a huge shit eating grin as he leans forward.
"(Sigh) Do you have the package Driežas mergina left, or do I need to remind you?" Dismas asked irritated.
"Later, right now I have to ask. What was it like? To hurt Blondies little sis. Must have been easy, bet she never saw it coming? What a real heart breaker you are, Highwayman." Junior said with a smirk.
Dismas didn't even respond. Simply he looked at Junior straight in the eye. After a few moments he grabbed Junior by the tie and tugged on it. This caused Junior to head-butt against the bar table, hard. As he staggers back, dismas grabbed him by the collar and pulled him down before reaching behind the counter for a bottle. He retrieved a huge bottle of Gin and was about to slam it on Juniors head when someone grabbed his arm. Looking over he was surprised to see that it was Tardif.
"Net, ne ochen' khoroshaya ideya." Tardif said as he pulled the bottle from Dismas hand.
"Ugh, Monty almighty. What is with kids these days?" Junior asked aloud as he held his forhead. After massaging it head he looks up to see the two.
"Ugh, well I can see you caught your man. Mind if I take a swing at him before you get him out of my club?" Junior asked. Tardif didn't reply, rather he stared at him for a few moments before grabbing Junior by the tie and pulling it. This caused him to bash his head against the Bar once more.
"Gwah, seriously?" Junior asked rhetorically as he felt his nose. Feeling that it was crooked Tardif spoke up.
"Idi, voz'mi informatsiyu, kotoruyu on zaprashival." Tardif said in a serious tone.
"Idi… What?" Junior asked as he tried to fix his nose.
"Intel, go get. Now!" Tardif said as he went for Juniors tie, not to grab but rather to get him to flinch. Which Junior did.
"Alright, fine. Gah kids these days." Junior grumbles as he leaves the two.
Once gone Tardif turns to Dismas. He stared at him deeply. Even with the helmet, he knew Tardif was giving a disappointed stare. What he did not expect was for him to let out a sigh before reaching behind the counter. He then pulls out two glasses and poured the Gin into both of them.
"Tardif…I didn't kill her. Neither did I hurt her." Dismas explains as Tardif poured the second glass.
"Da, I know." Tardif remarks as he push the glass over. "Government, however. Oni ne tak ubezhdeny"
"Yeah well, couldn't blame em." Dismas said as he held the glass in hand. Before taking a swig he retorts. "I've been the latest thorn to them recently. We've all been. I just so happen to have a doppelganger running around."
As he takes a sip, Tardif replies with a nod before removing his mask. He then takes a sip before saying. "So, it was Pravitel'stvo?"
"Hmm, nah. WF. They are currently working with the queen. Though I don't know why they would kidnap Ruby." Dismas explains as he finishes off the drink.
Tardif gives a simple shrug before pouring him and Dismas another round. "Voprosov. For later then?"
"Yeah, I guess." Dismas said before taking another swig. After downing the entire glass, he turned to Tardif with a raised brow. "Say, how come you didn't turn me in, back on the airship?"
"Vy vor, a ne ubiytsa. YA znal, chto ty byl nevinoven v tot moment, kogda tebya obvinili." Tardif explained.
"Bloody hell, I don't speak Russian Tardif." Dismas said in an annoyed tone.
"You never miss." Tardif said as he points to the ribs. "Ball, missed Ruby's organs. You never miss. Tupoy vor."
"…Huh, fair point." Dismas remarks as he turn back to the bar and begin to finish a second glass. As he just about finish his drink, Junior walks back in with a few tissues up his nose.
"Right, here's your fucking package. This is the last time I allow kids under seventeen in these premises." Junior grumbles.
"Da, ya schitayu, chto protivozakonno razreshat' nesovershennoletnim pit' iz etogo zavedeniya." Tardif states as he pours himself a third and final glass while also slapping a few lien cards.
"What, are you even saying?" Junior asked. "You know what never mind. I did my part, and I'm honestly done with this town."
He then grabs a bottle from the top shelf and walked over to the cashier. Opening it up he pulled out a few dozen cards before walking away. Grumbling, "I need a fucking vacation from this Monty forsaken town."
Once he left Dismas turned to the package. On the top was the name 'Driežas mergina' written like some greeting card. Question was should he open it now, or after?
"This going to find Malen'kaya devochka?" Tardif asked as he pulls his mask back on.
"Yeah, hopefully." Dismas states, guessing that Tardif was referring to Ruby.
"khorosho, You may need this as well." Tardif said as he hands over something. Looking over it, Dismas recognized that it was his coat and Scarf, neatly tied off by twine.
"Jesus. Thanks Tardif." Dismas managed to say. He was too happy for words.
"Ty dolzhen mne, Yang pytalsya razorvat' svoy sharf v kloch'ya." Tardif states.
"What?" Um, thanks? I think." Dismas said as he held his beloved scarf firmly in hand.
"Pozhaluysta." Tardif states as he gets up from the bar. He then starts to leave before remembering something. He turns around and said. "Oh, Dismas."
Dismas turns to Tardif. He pulled out his scroll. Not his Beacon scroll but his scroll of names. He then said. "Three dney, then your name is on list."
"…Alright, won't even need a day." Dismas states. Tardif gives a nod before leaving Dismas alone.
Once he left, Dismas started on his third glass. As he got halfway through it, he begins to inspect the scarf. Stroking it slightly, feeling every part of the fabric. Each stroke bringing back memories of his beloved. As he stared deeply at it, he finally was brought back to his senses a few short moments later. Tying it around his neck he felt like his normal self. Like meeting an old friend, or returning home. Once on he tuck the package Driežas mergina under his arm and walked away.
Hours later
It was difficult, walking through Vale. He noticed a few tv Screen's advertising his escape. Some were a bit more exaggerated then what really happen. However, he didn't stop to listen to the news. After making his way through the Commercial district, he found himself near the port. He walked through the streets till he noticed a small building. Tundra Fishing store. A small fisherman market that sold a few things, from fishing poles to the catch of the day. However, this was a front for a secret WF base. Reading more into the instructions he found that they're was a ventilation shaft that should get him into the hidden hallway. Taking a few minutes, he found a fire escape on the side of a building not to far from the shop. He climbed to the top and waited till night. It was difficult not to get board without his pipe, but he managed to distract himself by cleaning Thunder. As the sun begin to set, he begin to put on his WF Disguise. It was a WF uniform and Fake dog ears. The mask was a bit difficult to wear since the thing was a size small, but he managed to fix it to his face. He crawled through the vents for half an hour, till he found himself in the secret hallway. He lower himself inside and head down the hall. After a few minutes he found himself in an abandon warehouse. Seems the White Fang had built an undground tunnel from the shop to the place. Inside were a few dozen WF workers moving cargo about. Dismas felt somewhat nervous, but he has been pretending to be someone else since this morning. Seemed to be holding up well as he walked by two patrolling WF operatives. They didn't even give him a second look. As he made his way up the ramp, he spotted a room filled with computers. Remembering the instructions, he head inside, after checking around to make sure he was alone he begin to play around with one computer. After a few attempts he got into the security feed, looking over them he found the prisoner cells. He inspected each and every last one till he finaly found what he was looking for. Cell five, last one. A little girl sat inside, looking board and slightly scared.
"There you are." Dismas mutters with a sigh of relief to see that she is fine.
"Hey, what are you doing?" A voice called out. Looking up quickly, Dismas spotted a WF officer. He had just entered the room and spotted Dismas. "I said what are you doing?"
"Um, just checking on the prisoner sir." Dismas said in a East side accent.
"Really? Afraid the little twirp will escape or something?" The Officer asked with a smug look on his face.
"Well, she did derailed the entire Mount Glen operation." Dismas states hoping to keep up with the lie.
"Hmm, yeah her and the traitor as well. (Sigh) Still, didn't you hear the memo? All troops are to report at the hangers." The WF Officer states.
"Oh, really? Must have forgotten the time." Dismas lied.
"(Sigh) Well don't. Adam doesn't like it when his underlings are late." The WF officer remarks as he held the door open to him.
"Oh, right. Thanks." Dismas states as he leaved the room and followed a few WF soldiers.
The Officer followed him down as they made their way to Hangers. Seems like everyone in this secret base had just arrived. As their chatter begin to get louder and louder, a young man walked out onto a platform above them. He was red headed bull faunas. He wore a black suit and carried a katana by it's sheath. To silence the crowd he hit the bottom of his sheath against the platform, causing a loud bang and silencing the crowd.
"Hello everybody. Normally I wouldn't bother you with speeches or anything of the sort, however we have a guest in the base." The young man states. This caused a minor uproar in the crowd below, however they shortly went quiet as the kid begin up again. "She, has proven to be a blessing in our recent operations. We couldn't have inspire fear in the humans at Beacon without her help. Still, she has more things to provide us. Things that even the Atlas military scientist hadn't even discovered. Her recent accomplishment is something she insisting on showing to you all first hand. Now I will hand over the floor to her."
He then moved to the side as he held out his hand. After doing so, a faint step can be heard moving from the hallway. As the foot steps got louder and louder, so did the anticipation. After a few seconds, a butler looking figure walked from the shadows. Behind him was a familiar figure that made Dismas blood run cold. His eyes went wide under his mask, and he quenched his hand into a fist. It was her, The Countess. Prim, proper, and deadly as ever. The way she dressed made the WF look up at her in confusion. If anything, it was like a Schnee had walked on stage. She walked towards the edge of the platform, carefully looking over each and every WF member with a carful eye. Dismas hair stood on end as their eye's made contact.
"…Hello, Darlings." She spoke in a noble accent with a deadly smirk forming on her face.
Hello Everybody, Wombag1786 here.
Phew, this was a difficult chapter to write. Not because of the stress of having nothing to write, but because Finals are this Wednesday. (Thankfully, it's open notebook and he gave us an example.) Anyways, I'll get to work on finishing this arc before Christmas, maybe I'll get this story done before April 3rd. That'll be poetic if that was the release of the final chapter. Right, enough rambling lets answer some questions and comments.
From VGBlackwing: Weiss? Yeah, she is defiantly quick to accusation. As for Ruby, well she's just sitting in a cell. Maybe she will be mad that her sister mistook an imposer for her.
I believe I already answered you over P.M
Thanks for writing VGBlackwing
From gold crown dragon: Heh, yeah. I believe the Germans referrer to this as a "Doppelgänger Probleme"
Well it's his friends that are blaming him for hurting Ruby, and the government. Beacon however has been quiet on the matter. Still this was all orchestrated by the Countess. So maybe he'll be more forgiving.
Ha, ha. No. I already know how it ends for him. Suffice to say it will be sad, then happy. (Plus, it fits well with a certain Royal Deluxe song.)
Thanks for writing gold crown dragon
From Zealot24: Oh, just Armageddon and being played for a sucker. The usual. Now to some credit, the creature played as the injured Ruby till they left. Once gone it then put up the dummy.
Yes, it is. Sad, cause I was hoping to be on season three by now. (That's procrastination at work.)
Thanks, and you too. Oh and incase I don't finish the next chapter, merry Christmas.
Thanks for writing Zealot24:
From Adis: Heh heh, I just went back to read my work. Dear god how did anyone read through it. Yeah, I'll get started on fixing it shortly.
Thanks for writing Adis.
From Carre: 1. No problem
2A. Huh so I did. Long story, short memory I suppose.
2B. Que? Oh, that. Yeah I remember. I was exhausted. Ignore for now.
3. Or, you could be right. Only one way to find out.
4. Different story, different laws of reality.
5A. Well, Bringing in Ruby might actually work. And killing "It" Will also help.
5B. for now. Though it does irritate him.
6. Huh, I'm going to have to take a listen. Regardless any song will do, just as long as it can fit into the period. (I have planned for a few Electric swing songs to make an appearance.)
7. Thanks.
Thanks for writing Carre.
Right so with that done, please Fav and follow the story down bellow. This is Wombag1786 signing off.