To everyone wondering if this story is over, no, no it's not. What kind of person would I be if I left you all with so many loose ends. Also I made some MAJOR change to chapter 10, change that will likely effect the story greatly. Let's begin.

Six smiled widely under his helmet as he tore down the dirt road, his bike engine roaring as he went. It had been a week since he and Amber had shared that night together and officially became an item and he'd never been happier in his life. Not a whole lot had changed between them, he still acted like an idiot and drove her crazy, she still never hesitated to hit him with a fireball when he pushed her over the edge. The only thing that really changed was that they no longer needed to hold back with their feeling anymore, it felt liberating to be able to walk up and plant a kiss on her lips any time he felt the desire to do so, even if he did it at 'embarrassing times' as she put it.

Grabbing the brake Six began slowing down as he caught sight of his destination in the distance, a decently size wood house. Reaching back he felt one of his coats uncountable pockets to make sure he had what he needed. Less than a minute later he came to a halt in front of the home, a trail of smoke was rising from the single chimney. He could smell the pleasant aroma of baking in the air. Truly the picturesque home.

Walking up to the front door Six raised his fist and gave several firm knocks. "Coming." He heard a tiny muffled voice from the other side. After a few more seconds the door began opening. "Hello." An adorable young girl with black and red hair froze the moment she laid eyes on him. "C-can I hellllp y-you?" She asked in a trembling voice, the fear in her silver eyes was clear to see.

Six wasn't really all that surprised, considering why he was here and the fact that he was on Patch meant this girl most likely had been present during his 'presentation' at the school. "Is Yang Xiao Long home?" He asked in a very neutral tone.

What happened next was not what he'd been expecting. Tears began welling up in the girls eyes, followed by sniffles, finally the girl began wailing. "I'm sorry!" She shouted as an almost comical amount of tears poured from her eyes, snot dripping out of her nose. "I'm sorry... for whatever... she did!" She choked out between sobs, Six could only stand by completely baffled by the whole situation. "She's not... b-b-bad. She's just... a dummy!" The girl continued sobbing.

Six wasn't sure how much longer he could handle this when finally someone else came to the door. "Ruby, what's wrong?!" A familiar man appeared quickly, when his eyes landed on Six they narrowed. "You, what do you want?"

"He's here... for Y-yang!" Ruby cried burying her face into the mans shirt.

Taiyang looked to Six. "And what exactly do you want with my daughter?" He asked clearing on edge.

Six felt like he was on a rollercoaster, first was fear, then tears and now he had someone preparing to fight him. All he'd done was asked for someone. Reaching into his coat he pulled out an envelope. "Man, I was just sent to deliver this from Beacon, Jesus Christ." He replied sounding exasperated.

The man grabbed the envelope and opened it, his eyes lighting up at it's contents, then he looked back to Six. "Why did they send a Culler on a delivery?"

"Cuz that Qrow guy is out on a mission, Glynda is busy with paper work, Ozpin never seems to leave his damn tower and I'm apparently the only one with transportation. Also I'm a courier first and a Culler third, so Ozpin decided I was 'best fit' for such a 'vital task'. Also it knocks a few hours off my community service so..." Six trailed off with a shrug.

"You're a mailman?" Taiyang raised an eyebrow.

"The next person who calls me that." Six hissed.

"So... you aren't gonna hurt Yang?" The girl sniffled interrupting his anger.

"No kid I'm not." He shook his head. "Well I did my job so I'm out." He said before turning to leave.

"Uh, I'm sorry." The girl said. "I was really rude."

"Don't worry about it kid, I've gotten use to it." He waved her off.

"Would you like a cookie before you leave?" She asked.

Six stopped, he'd never eaten a freshly baked cookie before, only the stale two century old ones back home. "You know what, I think I would."

Menagerie

It was a very average day on Menagerie, the weather was warm and the sun was bright. The docks were bustling with people shopping and others fishing, everything was peaceful and serene, then their was a loud crack. The noise was like the crack of a whip only far louder, windows were shaken and many were forced to cover their ears. Everyone looked around for what could have been the cause of such a noise, some fearful that it was a grimm or maybe a gunshot.

"Look there!" Someone shouted pointing to the sky, following his finger everyone saw a figure high in the air rapidly falling towards the water.

After several more seconds they struck the surface of the water causing a large splash, several of the aquatic faunus were quick to begin heading for where he landed. Within five minutes a pair of men managed to pull the mans unconscious body onto the shore.

He was a tall man with dark skin and wore ragged and filthy clothing, mainly a long sleeveless duster. He had long black hair spun into dreads, his face was mostly hidden behind a strange respirator. Then on closer inspection several people notice the man was armed all the way to the teeth. Knives, handguns, what looked like a rifle with green lightbulbs strapped to his lower back.

"Where the hell did he come from?" Someone asked?

One of the men who pulled him from the water reached up to remove his respirator, just before his hand touched it however the mans hand shot up and stopped him. His eyes opened and he looked to the one who'd reached for his mask. "Where is Courier Six?" He asked between coughs.

Patch

Yang pulled up in front of her home on her bike, it'd been a long day of looking into clues about her mother and like always she came up empty handed. After removing her helmet she immediately ran her fingers through her hair. She seriously hated what it did to her precious locks but her father had made it clear that if he ever found out she drove without it he would sell it and stick her in a minivan. I seemed a little pointless with her aura and the nature of her semblance but that was just what dads did, they worry about every little thing possible, it was their job.

As she stepped up to the front porch she finally took notice of the monster of a bike parked in front of her house. It's rear wheel was easily half the size of bumblebee and had armor plating around wear the engine was located. It was obvious that it wasn't designed for civilian or commercial use, this was built for military or huntsmen use.

Yang let out a whistle, she wasn't a gear head but she could recognize a kickass ride when she saw one. Continuing to the door she pushed it open. "I'm home!" She called out. "Whose sweet bike is that outside?" She asked sitting down on the couch and began removing her boots. After a minute of no answer she raised an eyebrow, the house was usually quite a bit rowdier than this. "Dad? Rubes?" Then she heard the heavy footsteps in the kitchen. "You making dinner da..." She stopped as a figure stepped into the kitchen doorway, a terrifyingly familiar figure.

"Yang Xiao Long." The culler that had spoken to her class before spoke, the glowing lenses of his helmet stared down at her emotionlessly. "You've been a naughty little girl." His voice held a sinister level of amusement as he took a step forward.

Yang was soon on her feet backing away from him, her legs trembling. "Wh-wha..."

"Property damage, assault, vigilantism, under age drinking, breaking curfew, speeding and general disrespect for traffic laws." He listed off taking a step forward with every addition until he was only a foot or so away from her. "You know of course what happens to bad huntresses don't you?" Raising his hand in a gun shape he pointed it at her.

"Bang!" Yang nearly hit the ceiling as Ruby shouted behind her.

Her heart was nearly beating out of her chest, then she heard all the laughing. Ruby was holding her sides, their dad who was now in the kitchen door was laughing and most surprisingly even the culler was now sitting down hitting his knee. It took her several seconds for her to realize she wasn't in mortal danger and half as much time for her all consuming fear to be replaced with unyielding rage. "WHAT THE HELL!" She screamed causing her hair to flair up and her eyes to change color.

"Relax sweety, it was just a little joke." Her dad said still laughing as he walked over.

"A joke? YOU JERKS!" She yelled throwing a punch at her father who simply swatted the fist to the side and let her momentum carrier her into his chest. "LET GO!" She shouted as she struggled to get out of her fathers hug.

Then he pulled out a piece of paper and held it in front of her face causing her to stop. "Congratulations my sunny little dragon, you're going to beacon." Then Ruby also slammed into the pair joining the family hug.

Half an hour later

Six exited the Xiao Long household into the dark of night, the sounds of celebrating could still heard from inside, he doubted they even noticed him leave. He didn't mind, he really had no place in their family moment, though it had been nice to see a scene of such innocent familial love. He'd spent several hours at the house with the family before the girl returned home and found them to be good people. Almost off puttingly good people, though that was most likely his wastelander instincts speaking up.

Sometimes he wondered if he'd ever have a life like that, he and Amber would settle down somewhere, get married, maybe have a couple kids one day. He was fully aware he was getting WAY ahead of himself but life in the wasteland was often short and harsh so when two people fell in love they didn't always have the luxury of dating for a very long time. Not like on Remnant where a couple could date for years before making a decision. Still it was an interesting thought, even if he had a hard time picturing himself staying in one place for more than a few weeks.

Hopping onto his bike Six cranked the engine before taking off down the dirt path back to the air pads in town where he left his ship 'The Normandy'. He'd changed it after watching Mercury play a video game and was reminded of the battle of Normandy back in World War II.

He rode for several minutes enjoying the peaceful quiet of the night until he came across an interesting sight, a man was standing in the middle of the road holding a map and a candle. Slowing down Six instantly felt a tickle on the back of his neck, a tickle he was all to familiar with. It was the tickle he always felt whenever shit was about to get weird, like when he was about to get jumped by a gang of old women after retrieving a sex bot or when he made the stupid decision to take drugs and kill a bear.

He knew he'd be better off just rolling on by the man but he couldn't stop the good Samaritan in him. "You lost?" He he asked the man who wore mostly yellow with blue stripes along his arms. He brought the bike to a halt a few feet away from the man.

"Like you wouldn't believe." The man replied with a wide smile as he looked up from his map. "I was just trying to decide upon the best path to Atlas and was having a hard time with it."

Six raised and eyebrow. "Quite a way off, like a continent off actually. I could give you a ride into town if you need one." Six offered the man who was giving off odd signals. He looked completely harmless, weak even, but his instincts were telling him to be very careful. "This island is pretty safe but there are still grimm."

"Ah yes, grimm. Such uninspired and boring little pests, wouldn't want to have to deal with their ilk." He nodded. "And yes, I believe I'll take you up on that offer good sir." He said as he hopped up onto the back of the bike.

After a few moments Six took off, he noticed the man never made an attempt to hold onto him even when he hit bumps the man just calmly sat with his right hand holding onto the side of the bike. The ride on took a few minutes and Six quickly came to a stop near the air pads. "These will take you into Vale, from there you shouldn't have much trouble finding a flight to Atlas."

"Marvelous, I very much appreciate this Courier." The man said hopping off the bike. "We men of the road need to look out for one another, that's what I've always thought anyway. Maybe the next we meet you'll be the one in a bind and I'll get to repay this favor." The man laughed while holding out his hand to shake.

Six shrugged before taking the hand and giving a firm shake. "Maybe. Take care of yourself out there." Six then looked down at his pipboy for a moment to check the time when he realized something, he'd never mentioned he was a courier. "Hey, how did you..." He stopped as he noticed he was completely alone, the man was nowhere to be seen. Six sat on his bike motionless for a few seconds. "Nope." He said shaking his head and pushed off to continue to his ship. "Fuckin cliche shit." He grumbled.

Sorry for the long wait but I've got a lot of shit on my plate thats a bit more important than my writing. Leave me a review and tell me what you all all think. Until next time.