Shadows of Destiny
Rating: T
Series: RWBY
Main Pairing: Atsura/Pyrrha/Blake (Dusk to Dawn)
Volume 3: Winter
Volume Theme: "Smile"
Chpt. Theme:
Summary: He was an orphaned Faunus. She was considered the strongest of her class. He barely survived the slums of Mistral while she was placed on a pedestal on her way to Beacon. Neither of them expected to be compatible and yet, fate had other plans for them. With secrets and agendas awaiting them, the world of Remnant will have a force to reckon with.
The alternate timeline takes place just before the start of RWBY volume 1.
OCs for Team AZRE are as follows:
Atsura Khan [formerly Otoume] (xXCrownofChaosXx)
Roxanne Rouge Octane (ArnoldStroong)
Zaffre Grey (DarkDarsi)
Earna K. Athena (zetsunaflames)
I do not own the rights to RWBY... that honor belongs to Rooster Teeth. I do own the rights to my OCs.
Chapter 22: Settling In
The city of Mantle actually looked beautiful from above as the police airship sailed over the former kingdom. Atsura spared a glance out of the window, feeling his stomach sink. Despite what he witnessed, he knew the truth of the city below and nothing would change that. The vulpine pulled his gaze from the scene beneath them, seeing an even more depressing sight.
He looked down at the bonds that held him and his allies. Each one held a similar expression on their faces ranging from tired to outright dejected. The only one who diverted from the traditional line-up was Nora Valkyrie who was hard at work gnawing at the restraints. Normally, the girl's antics would've made him crack a smile. Unfortunately, he couldn't find the humor behind her actions, only empathy.
"Where do you think they're taking us?" Ruby broke the silence.
"I'm going to go with jail..."
Though Qrow's pessimistic answer wasn't helping, Atsura couldn't blame him. That did seem to be the best answer, given their current situation. Ruby, typically the most optimistic of the bunch dropped her eyes in defeat. To see his adoptive sister in such a state made Atsura wince slightly, almost as if he was watching the girl receive a physical punch.
"I still can't believe that fishing pole guy just took us out like it was nothing."
"Welcome to Atlas," Weiss huffed. "Those were Ironwood's Ace-Operatives."
"You guys had a run-in with the Ace-Ops?" All eyes turned to the source of the unknown voice, a young bearded man with brown locs tied up. He looked at them with awe that steadily shrunk to irritation. "Ironwood must really have a bone to pick with you."
"They're not that big of a deal," Weiss soft scoffed.
"Not that big of a deal?! The Ace-Ops are THE elite of the elite of military Huntsmen! They're also Ironwood's personal attack dogs."
"So they got you too, huh?" an unimpressed Nora spoke up.
"Pfft! I wouldn't let myself get caught by them!" he replied smugly. "I'm here because I've been speaking out against Atlas' exploitation of Mantle and General Ironwood is trying to silence me!"
The two agents piloting the ship turned to one another after hearing the proud declaration of the impending inmate.
"You threw a brick at our ship!" the co-pilot rebutted.
"It's worth it if it gets people talking about our cause!" he shot back, earning an eye roll from many of the cabin's passengers.
By this point, Atsura decided to tune out the nonsense as he leaned against the window in frustration. Across from him, Pyrrha and Blake noticed the frustration radiating from the young man. Though it was safe to say that he wasn't happy, both girls picked up that if nothing else, he was more worn out than angry. He just looked... tired.
The two wanted nothing more than to comfort him but, given the situation, that would be somewhat impossible. The conversation continued but it held little interest to the three. Blake, being a former member of the White Fang had figured that she'd wind up in this position but, to see Pyrrha Nikos in such a position was truly a sight to behold. The 'Invincible Girl' tested the strength of her bonds, finding no slack whatsoever.
Thankfully, the ship had finally arrived at the city in the skies. In a few more minutes, they'd all be walking into an Atlas precinct to be booked and detained until further notice. At least... that was what they'd expected. Once they arrived over Atlas, the gang marveled at the pristine beauty of the kingdom. For the first time since their arrival, the depressing air gave way to wonder and reverence.
Well, for most of the group at least.
"It's so beautiful!" Ruby fawned.
"Don't let that fool you..." Weiss quietly countered.
While the scythe-wielder was joined by Jaune Arc in marveling, the rebel took a look at the massive empire as well. However, his eyes narrowed as if contemplating something... Something clearly wrong.
"This isn't the police station."
He was right. The airship wasn't headed to the Atlas precinct at all. Instead, it held its course, sailing straight toward the middle of the nation, the largest building in Atlas growing larger by the second.
"Its Atlas Academy?" Qrow blinked several times, disbelief replacing his own cynical nature.
The pilot brought the aircraft in for a smooth landing where two military personnel waited patiently. Once they finished, the doors opened to allow the former Beacon students and Qrow to exit the vehicle.
"I guess we will be seeing General Ironwood..." The scarlet speedster chuckled nervously. "For better or worse."
To lay eyes on Atlas Academy, mouths dropped at its magnificence. The men silently motioned for them to follow along as they escorted them past the courtyard. Several hallways and an elevator ride made things appear longer than it truly was. Though they were ascending, nobody could help but feel themselves sinking deeper into quicksand.
"What do we do now?" Zaffre whispered.
"For now, it's best that we watch what we say to Ironwood."
It was a solid idea, but one that didn't exactly elect pride and eagerness. One of the guards turned to them but thankfully, he swiftly returned his gaze forward, seeing no harm in what was being said. Blake and Zaffre placed a hand on either of the girl's shoulders, flashing encouraging grins toward her as the elevator ceased its ascension. From there, the trek seemed unending but they proceeded onward until they arrived at the main hall, their 'escorts' suddenly stopping.
There, they heard a stern yet familiar voice coming from the western passageway; the voice of the one person they worked so hard to see.
"If I have to sit through one more council meeting..."
Gasp.
"Yay! You're here!"
The pair of General Ironwood and Winter Schnee turned around, wondering what the synthetic girl was so happy about. Dark blue eyes slowly grew broader as he and Winter recognized the group in custody. His subordinate appeared equally taken aback at the visual of her sister and her friends in cuffs. The two siblings, long since separated after the Vytal Festival, exchanged a silent yet, heartfelt moment until Nora once again inserted herself into the picture.
"Anybody wanna give us a hand with these?" she brandished the Atlesian restraints.
Winter quickly resumed her authoritative stance, approaching the guards with her professional yet, fear-inducing aura.
"You have ten seconds to take those off before I start hurting you..."
The icy force was enough to make the men move triple time as, one by one, they removed the bonds from each of their wrists. Whether it was their duty to abide by their superior or just sheer bed-wetting terror for what she would possibly do to them, they managed to complete the task in the allotted time afforded to them. Ironwood simply watched in amusement as the scene unfolded.
From there, the General invited them inside his office; clearly there was a lot to discuss.
The conversation was brief but it was full of hearty content, some of it a bit much to take. From Weiss and Winter's reunion to the revelation of the latter learning of the relic and maidens to the Ace-Ops to the plan to use Amity Coliseum as a form of a satellite to both restore communication to Remnant while simultaneously keeping the staff of creation out of Salem's grasps.
What really carried a heavy burden on the minds of everyone was when he mentioned telling the people about Salem. Such an act truly meant more than even the general could understand. He'd detail about how the military forces would be needed to prepare for a possible riot or worse, a massive influx of Grimm. The worn-down Atlesian assured that after handling Atlas' issues, they'd spread the message with the world after launching the satellite into orbit.
It was truly a risky decision, but, what else could the others say?
Even when Weiss mentioned the unfavorable consequences of such a move, Winter would counter that Atlas would come in, as a result, to help with the monsters.
"Trying to hide the truth from the world will eventually kill us all."
After the conversation, which felt like it'd been going on for hours, Atsura and the others were granted access to some of the empty dorm rooms to rest and recuperate from their, admittedly long, journey. As they descended the staircase leading back to the main hall, he mulled over everything that was told to them, Ironwood's plan mostly. He still wasn't convinced that was the best idea but figured that unless he could come up with a viable alternative, he'd remain quiet on the matter.
For now, all he wanted to do was find a comfy bed to rest in. The general also mentioned something about them getting their weapons and clothes upgraded which made the fox boy grin softly.
"So that was the second time I got banned. Then there was the third time when-"
"Alright, cut the chatter..."
Atsura was the first to see the five-man team shooting the breeze with one another. Interestingly, he noticed one member, in particular, a young dark-skin male with a dog's tail. By the looks of things, he gave off a disinterested attitude, though Atsura could pick up that there was something else. However, it was the brown-haired man who spoke up.
"I'd like to sincerely apologize for the miscommunication down in Mantle. We didn't mean to-"
"I feel so bad, honestly!" A tall Amazonian woman rushed out, narrowly missing the vulpine Faunus. She immediately grasps the hand of Ruby Rose, wildly shaking it and the girl as a result. "If we had known who you were, we'd be laughing over a hot meal right now!"
After hitting the floor, a bewildered Ruby tried her best to regain her bearings. Unfortunately, such attempts only resulted in her seeing multiple, blurred copies of the Ace-Ops.
"I understand. You were just following orders."
"You could've asked up some questions first," Weiss added, casually spinning the still unstable speedster in amusement.
The canine Faunus entered the discussion, his desperate attempts at sounding professional.
"Questions are for the weak, but we're all on the same team now. Not that I'm happy about it..."
"That makes two of us..."
Despite their nonchalant tone, both Atsura and the operative's tails betrayed them, wagging vigorously and signaling their hidden feelings on the matter. Neither wasted time in grabbing the appendage, blushing as the two groups shared a laugh at their expense. With that done, both disgruntled Faunus finally getting their traits under control, the apparent leader of the smaller team stepped in.
"We just want to say we're sorry and we're looking forward to working with you on our next mission. You might be students but you've been fighting just as hard as we have. Maybe harder."
"Exactly why I'm looking forward to seeing what you kids can do." A young woman with platinum blonde and brown hair shaved on the sides smirked.
"Ugh, not everything's a competition hare." A pale skin male replied, his voice gentle yet firm.
During the informal introductions, Ruby was about to give her name when Penny suddenly zipped in front of her, eager to give them the grand tour. That took a while, serving to really sap everyone of what energy that remained. But, at least the boring aspect of their arrival was finally over, an idea that they all appreciated.
The first night in Atlas would prove monotonous for most.
Despite the pressing matters, General Ironwood granted the group a day to recuperate and upgrade their weapons. From there, many of them scattered to do their own things. Whether it was getting a bite to eat or going straight to bed, nobody could blame them for such actions.
Out of them, Atsura decided to hit the showers first; if he was going to rest, he'd like to wash the stench of battle from himself. He was grateful that the Headmaster and military leader provided them with the standard school pajamas while crossing the rather silent halls. Given that most of the students were out on missions in terms of the military rotations, he had little worry about privacy as he stepped inside the large unisex bathroom.
"Wow..." he whistled softly. His eyes scanned the brilliantly lit room as he made his way to the communal area. "It's a little gaudy, but, I won't complain."
Finally, he removed his clothes one by one, tossing the articles into a pile before stepping inside. He reached out and turned the knob, allowing the sudden influx of hot water to soothe his sore muscles. His lips curled up for the first time since entering the continent while using the soap and shampoo provided to him. He couldn't hold back a soft moan as he scrubbed his scalp underneath the long tufts.
It feels so good to just relax...
Unbeknownst to him, someone else had entered the room. The door closed softly behind the mysterious figure, their fingers grazing the lock before turning it. This is what triggered Atsura's attention, forcing him to turn around defensively. Imagine his shock when he found himself staring face to face with a pair of golden eyes. She was the one who locked the door, evident by a certain glint in her eyes.
She was clothed in nothing but a towel that was wrapped around her body. Her long dark hair fell down to the small of her back, causing the vulpine to gawk silently at her beauty.
"Blake?! W-What are you doing here?" he turned around, quickly covering his lower region. Whatever point he tried to make, it was moot as she silently approached him. Her golden gates held several dozen emotions behind them, transparent to her canine counterpart. She placed a hand on his shoulder, turning him around so that he was facing her.
The first thing he noticed was her towel dropping to the floor, revealing her fit figure. Even with the dense steam shrouding them both, he could make out her form, silently thanking Oum for her hair shielding her breasts. "It's okay. I just... want to be close to you, Atsura."
"B-But... Won't Pyrrha-?"
Blake smiled softly, her cheeks flushing profusely. "She's asleep. But, she did tell me to be a little more... direct in my feelings." Her latched gently latched onto his own; one by one, her digits intertwined with Atsura's. "I won't cross that line. Not tonight."
"Then what?"
Blake paused, her eyes taking in the sight of the fox. She certainly was no stranger to the male anatomy, but the sight of his body filled her with both intrigue and sorrow. The mere image of his toned and muscular torso was enough to make the feline shudder as she traced her fingers over the many cuts and scars that adorned his form. Remembering their earlier confrontation with Neo, she took special note of the deep violet abrasions and burns. While the fresher marks were mostly along his chest, arms, and neck, those old wounds somehow dominated his chocolate surface.
"Do they still hurt?" she asked idly.
He didn't respond at first, but the despairing look in her eyes quelled the flames.
"I'll manage," he replied dismissively.
"But, Atsura..."
"You still haven't answered my question," he interposed. "What's going on, Blake? What are you after?"
"I... I'm just trying..."
Blake took a few steps back, mulling nervously over her words. His eyes traced her form, lowering inch by inch until he took in the wound on her side. It was then that the vulpine's guard began to drop. He spared another look before taking her hand in his own. Blake looked up at the taller male. As their gazes meet, he smirked softly, hoping to ease the awkward tension between them.
He reached up to cup Blake's cheek. Her skin was soft yet damaged as well as he traced down several welts on her body as well, further cracking his shield. Atsura didn't fully smile, but the intention was felt between the two. While it wasn't anywhere near close to flawless, Blake welcomed the small victory.
"Blake, I know you've just recently joined Pyrrha and me, but, I don't want you to try and be like someone else." He gently caressed her face with his thumb. "What she and I have is special, but I want you to be yourself."
"What if 'being myself' isn't good enough?"
"We wouldn't have entertained the idea of you joining us."
The laugh that bubbled from Blake's lips was music to his ears as the dark cloud began to dissipate. As a response, she reached up and seized the back of his head, drawing him into a tender kiss. "Thank you," she whispered will sharing multiple pecks. She groaned in pleasure as the two felt the sudden rush of hot water cascading their bodies.
When they finally pulled apart, the wet and nude pair shared a laugh.
"So, you really do like me?"
"I figured that kiss made it obvious," He smugly grinned, earning an eye roll. "Do you actually like me?"
Blake simply rested her head lightly on his chest. "I wouldn't have come here if I didn't."
Atsura flinched, eyeing the feline with faux hurt.
"Fair enough," he admitted. "Now, I think we should finish washing, we have to get some rest before we get our new gear and weapons tomorrow."
Blake agreed, quickly cleaning herself with the soap provided while sneaking glances at the canine.
When they finished their shower, Atsura escorted Blake back to her room, sharing ideas for what they were hoping to expect from their future upgrades. What started with an attempt at seduction to a woe-filled confession to a mutual understanding ended with the pair starting to create their own personal dynamic.
"So, are you ready to get to work tomorrow?"
"I'm not happy about waking up super early again," Atsura sighed. "How about you?"
"As long as I'm making a difference, I'm ready to do my part. Plus, I'm thinking of showcasing a new look too."
Atsura flashed a look, picking up the teasing in her voice. Whatever she was planned, he didn't hide his interest, making Blake blush.
"Suddenly, I don't think waking up early is such a bad idea..." he playfully mused.
"Good. Well, I guess I'll see you in the morning."
"Can't wait."
They stared into each other's eyes before leaning in close. However, their impending kiss was cut off when a couple of voices drew their attention. Their guts were screaming for them to stay where they were, but it was one of the voices heard that made the two Faunus abandon the more sensible approach. They snuck down the dimly lit corridor, remaining hidden as they reached the main hall.
"Just don't get it. Why him?!"
"That's my business and none of yours."
"Come on. Give me something to work with, Pyrrha."
"Why did you call me here?" the Spartan warrior impatiently forced. "In case you forgot, we have a mission tomorrow, and I have an appointment in the morning."
Whatever the girl's conversation was before their arrival, it appeared that Pyrrha had things under control. Whatever strain had built prior to the duos arrival, it started to fade. It was enough for Atsura who felt bad for eavesdropping. He turned to leave, but Blake lingered around, sensing something else was afoot. She'd find her suspicions confirmed when she peeked from around the corner, noticing Pyrrha's back was to her.
But, the more surprising development was who she was talking to.
"I'm sorry," the male sighed in defeat. "I just couldn't believe you moved on so fast."
Moved on...?
"What would you expect when someone just leaves you behind without a word?" Pyrrha replied, a bit of sorrow in her tone. If Blake wasn't mistaken, she couldn't be faulted for thinking that there was more to this discussion. She watched as her polyamorous partner rocked uneasily. "I know you were given a chance to come to Atlas early, but you left me behind and-"
"I left you behind."
Pyrrha nodded silently, making Marrow feel even more guilty.
"Marrow, you will always have a special place in my heart, but I'm happy with Atsura and now, Blake as well. I wouldn't be here if not for them and my friends. The love and experience that I've received from them can't be measured nor surpassed."
"I understand," the canine Faunus kicked some imaginary dust but smiled softly. "They're lucky to have you."
"I'd prefer to call it destiny," she returned the grin.
A satisfied Blake crept away, stealthily heading back to the dorm but froze in place when a sound she knew all too well caught her animal ears. Shock filled her eyes before she regained her senses. Tempting fate, she looked back to see Pyrrha and Marrow staring into each other's eyes before the former rushed off in disgust. Thankfully, the corridors were dimly lit which allowed Blake Belladonna to hide as Pyrrha ran off, distressed.
Blake didn't move, remaining hidden behind the darkness as she tried to process what just happened. She kept her breath as quiet as possible, hearing boots clopping against the clean tiled floor. Slow and heart-dropping, a disappointed Marrow watched the seemingly empty hallway before turning around to leave. Golden orbs closed softly as the cat Faunus finally exhaled.
"I wonder what you'll do with what you saw?" he muttered before leaving.
Blake didn't move, rooted in fear as Marrow's footsteps grew softer and softer until she was certain he was gone. From there, she finally used her semblance to vanish until she arrived back in her team's room. She was grateful that the others were fast asleep, allowing her to crawl into her bunk without any questions, but, that wasn't enough to calm the Faunus' nerves.
Every time she closed her eyes, that image of Pyrrha and Marrow in one another's arms combined with the sound of their lips making contact continued to haunt her dreams. Still, she did her best to get as much rest as possible; there were even more pressing matters awaiting her and the others. Still, she couldn't shake off what she witnessed where one question continued hung over Blake.
How can you focus on protecting the whole world when you feel yours is in jeopardy?
Author's Note:
Salutations, one and all!
Let's get this out of the way, this chapter was a bit of dud (by my standards, at least). I know there wasn't much any action but, I'm really trying to follow each of the chapters faithfully, though I will be attempting to go more in-depth with their time in Mantle and Atlas. The next chapter will focus on chapter 3 where the teams head into their first mission in Atlas.
I've worked on some sub-stories that'll either be concluded before or by the end of the volume with maybe one or two carrying on in some capacity. For the record, I LOVE Marrow, he and Elm were my favorite members of the Ace-Ops. So, without spoilers, I have no intention of making Marrow a villain due to this development.
This will play a bit into the main story though so, there's that. For now, I hope you at least found the chapter at least decent. I'll be trying to make chapters better as we move forward. I literally had brain farts while writing this, but I think it's still pretty good after checking over things.
Of course, I'm going to be bringing Earna back very soon as well, since she's been in Atlas throughout the majority of the story since the Fall of Beacon. How will she return? Stay tuned to find out.
Goodnight everyone and enjoy your weekend.
