Hello there, I'm here again, basically, I drinked coffee and I am really happy. Probably will start another story soon. Sorry about the possible and plausible errors of english in this chapter. I am trying to improve soon as possible. Well, here's the chapter.
Makura POV
Miss Bras is a good mother, I am still amazed she is the mother of Sienna. Fucking. Khan. Passionate, cheerful, at least, in a first look, she is a good MIL- Mother.
"Well… Brass, I- we've to go. We are here for a good time, and they need to go home, and I have an interview. Sorry, I would spend more time here if it weren't for the interview." Hell, I would really like that outcome, but a job still a job, better if I can attend with this youth of mine.
"Ooooh, really? But I can blame you, the kids the way to your homes?" Asking the three brats if they knew their way to home, they nodded simultaneously, good to then. "Ah, for you sweetheart." Bras go back to the kitchen, and return in a moment, holding a lollipop. Seriously, we are on the edge of the slums with the city, how the hell you have got money, woman!?
"Nhank u." Oh come on! I want a lollipop as wel- Nop, nop, I am not bitching about a fucking lollipop. In my previous life I was a 22 years old adult. No. Tantrum. Because. Of. A. Lollipop.
"Sorry, I don't have lollipop to all of you-" Before Miss Bras can finish her sentence.
"Can Rouge and… Ma get lollipops too? Can do good with none…" Yeah, yeah!
"Mama, I want a lollipop too…" No, no, noo!
"Hmmm, if there are three… I think it's enough, but what about you, Young boy? You don't want one?" With teasing, but yet playful eyes, Miss Bras stares at the blondie brat, with a caf grin in her lips. Staring him with expectation.
"I want… but if I get one… Rouge and Ma don't get one… right?" As if Lac attended her expectations, the playful grin died to give space for a truly, gentle and kind smile… something is off, I am losing something. She started to walk to the kitchen again, and this time, with three lollipops.
"Well, young-man, you made a good decision today. Maybe in the future, you would make a good leader. Choosing to take the burden yourself and spare your friends, are very good qualities to have, especially at such a young age." With tender eyes, she patted the head of the Brat. My gut says something is very off and wrong, but I don't know what.
Well, a lollipop is a lollipop, but. I'll not eat it, not now. Putting the candy in the coat pocket, I see Sienna and Rouge opening the candies and putting then in their mouth… this sounded so weird…
"Next time, I'll have a lollipop for you too, Little Boy." Waving to the trio leaving the house, she had a satisfied smile, looking at her legs, or better, the upper-half of her thighs, I see something very interesting.
"What are you staring, Prodigie?" At your fucking dick between your hot thights, obsiouly.
"You lied to them. And to him. You have a lollipop to us all." Sienna made a confused expression, as her mother gave a very happy look.
"Go to your room Sienna, Mommy will guide your friend to Mount Etna's." Nodding, little K leaves, letting me alone with Big G.
"So, you noted, how?" Her smile didn't vanish from her face, she was really amused.
"Your thighs, the upper half, I can see the lollipop." Is hard to ignore a fucking lollipop in an almost legging pant.
"Wow, how you can't say this is something else? Like a dick between my hot thighs?" Shit!
"W-what!? H-how can you say somet-" She cut before I could finish my phrase.
"My semblance. I can read minds to a certain degree. only what the people are thinking in the present. Isn't so useful, but in an interrogation, is a very powerful semblance." Shit Shit, very bad, very bad, very bad, I fucked u-
"No, you haven't fucked up, yet." Her gentle smile, her tender face, just become scary, like a dread running across my spine. If I run, where should I run? The orphanage? Too far, I wouldn't make it in time. Police station? As there any … has good week-
"W-what the hell? What kind of monster do you judge me by? I would never hurt a kid so young, let alone kill one- You said, or better, think about something involving my sweet baby, her being killed by someone named Adam in a decade or two. And don't believe she has my daughter at all. Why did you think that? And who is Adam?" Ha, she was aware from the beginning. There's nowhere to hide.
"You wouldn't believe in me. Or better phrasing that, you would throw me in some asylum saying I am mad or something." No one, no matter one, would believe me.
"Kid, I know you said that you are a twenty years old adult in some previous life, what you said about Sienna, and about a guy named Adam. I don't care if you are mad or not, I wanna know why you thinked about this, and what this 'White Fang' Is." Very good points. Very good indeed.
"Before you do something to me, you know since we meet your eyes that the three brats with me beat Sienna up, right?" I think I condemned your brats to hell, or poisoned lollipops, sorry kiddos.
"Just what I said, I would nev- Ok, I would kill the brats if they had killed my baby, or made something far worse with her. But you protect her, stand up for my Sweet, and beated the other three brats. And far more, lead them to make a good act, helping my baby. You're no kid, I am sure about this. And your thoughts, your inner thoughts made me even sure about this. Why, what and who are you?" With a pierceful gaze, and a beautiful smile, this woman almost literally stared at my soul, and I know now you are reading my thoughts.
"Would you believe me I am a human being from another world who ended in the body of a Children because some cursed executable in his computer, well, I don't know if Remnant have a computer at all, rephrasing, at my scroll, who transferred me to the body of this Child, Kin Makura?" Well, this is the truth anyway.
"No, but knowing your thoughts makes it hard no to." Closing her eyes, she stood silent, thinking about something.
"If I haven't this semblance, I should call you a disturbed and mentally ill. Hell,a computer then, living another life, this answers who you know an equation. And how to make one at all. But there is more about your situation, give me the truth, you know I will know if you lie." Anyway, what the odds?
"Well, a summary, your Daughter in the future, will dethrone a Guy named Ghira Belladonna, very good family man if I remember well, from the leadership of an organization Named White Fang, a Civil-Rights Organization of Faunus. Before her leadership, the White fang was a peaceful organization who fought, intellectually, for equality. Get it?" She stared at me, her hands clenched into fists, as an ominous bright wandered in her eyes. Don't back your word here.
"Continue."
"Well, she dethroned Ghira, and got hold of the Leadership of the White Fang, a Organization who fought intellectually for equality, became a terrorist one, attacking Atlas Trains, ships, dust cargos, and much more." For a moment, she deviated from their look, if she could really read my mind, then she… well, Sienna Khan is her daughter? How would a mother react if her daughter became the leader of a Terrorist Organization?
"How… you… that White Fang thing… fought for Faunus equality, right? They, as a peaceful or Terrorist organization, succeed in bringing equality?" Feeling the uncertainty, and grief in her voice… How she, now, she definitely could be judging by her reaction. Her lips twitched, the eyes filled with doubts and wondering thoughts…her ears, down as she stared at me, with a doubtful and pleading face…
"No… they… don't, as a Peaceful organization or a terrorist one, they failed. And Sienna died by the hands of an Allie… or better, a Traitor." A lonely tear dropped from her left eye, as she closed her eyes, and a mourn smile growed in her lips…
"You… even if you lied… I would know, I can literally read what the people are thinking near me. You don't lie in the slightest, right?" Words are not needed right now, with a slow nod, I confirm her suspicions, I don't lie, and don't have reason to right now, you can read my mind.
"She… died young?"
"Something between her thirties and forties." Bras leaded a hand to her face, covering her eyes."
"So young… No, she didn't have sons, daghers, nothing, right? Shit… Sienna…" A forced smile spreads through her face, you don't need a genius to know she is a slap from broken down.
"Called mommy?" Sienna appeared in the distance, waving to me, and to her mother.
"No, Sweet, I am just talking to your friend. Now, I will take her to Etna's Fire. Just wait a bit, I'll be back soon." Breaking her own mood, Bras gave her daughter a brightful smile before, grabbing my hand, and leading us outside her house.
"This… her death, can be averted?" She asked me with sincerity, as we are outside the house now, closing my eyes, I pondered for an instant.
"As far I know about my situation… yes, it can. If Sienna is a kid right now, we have at least, one to three decades before her death." More or less three decades, I don't know for sure with age she died.
"How are you here?" Now, another good question. "And why do you know so much about a 'hypothetical' future?" Now, what I like, mistrust, she doesn't trust me 100%, and that's good.
"You're reliable now, well, I don't know, a program brought me here, and into the body of this child. I am trying to flee from my freeloader status in the orphanage, and live the life of the kid. She had a life before I came and robbed her of all, her life, her soul, the chance to live…" I hate sad things, and this is utterly sad. The child 'Kin Makura' is already dead for a week or two. She ceased to exist when I came, robbing her of all…
Do you, anyone, would know the feeling of possessing a body, and robbing the legitimate owner of his life, his will, his own? Well, there is One who knows the feeling…
"There is?" Yes, I caught your attention.
"Yuss. He is a Ghostly Pricky, a soul parasite, when his actual body dies, his soul goes to another body compatible with him, and slowly he overwrites the original owner of the body. I think this occured to this kid, but a lot more violently." Sorry Makura… in the end, you don't even read a choice, I think.
"How… How do you know all of this? How this shit is even possible!?"
"We have a lot to talk, and a lot to walk, let's do both, I'll say all I know to you, just don't kill me, and don't screw my life, and you'll have all you want to know, or what I know." Lots to walk, lots to talk.
Bras pov
She… talked a lot. Magic, Salem, War in the shadows, Ozpin,Ozma, Future Leader of Beacon. My heart feels like he is going to burst out of my chest. She… all of it is true? How can it be…
My semblance allows me to read the present thoughts of people… and she thought a lot about this…
"IF all you said is true, how you planned to sto-"
"I don't plan anything, I'll let things run its course." She knows all of it, and doesn't plan anything? Nothing for the future? How, no, why? I feel uneasy about it, as if she doesn't care about it anyways…
"You… don't care, right?" Her mind became painted with satisfaction, sorrow, and a bittersweet happiness.
"I am nothing but a child, and thereafter, just one person. I can't change the future myself, no matter how I thought and planned about it. Actually, I am no genius, only have the knowledge of a past life." The kid looked away, with her eyes slightly closed, as a guilty smile bloomed in her face.
"Only my body is of a child, my mind is of an adult, and worse, of a man. I reap Makura of her life, herself, soul and body. The best, and only thing I can do now, is help the orphanage and not be a freeloader." The sarcasm, cynicism and indifference in her voice in all of the talk died, only a sorrowful and melancholy tone persisted in her voice at all.
"If it's bad for you, thinking of what I said and thinking are real, death prophecies and dark truths, think about my perspective, in the hindsight, I know Mantle, and all of Remnant will suffer. Raided by a cruel witch with a wish for death, and Knowing the orphanage this kid loved, and the people in here, will all die in the best scenario." With a small, and bitter laugh. she looked to the white snow sky.
"This isn't my life. I hate it all. The climate of this city, the hell this world is going to. All death, and the probably death of the people this child loved so dear. Kids are strong, they can thrive in places we, adults, cannot, and draw strength from places we forgot when we grew up." …
"We adults search for reasons to 'why not throw the fight', and seek light in our lives. Kids on other hand, don't see why they would throw the fight, and persisted in a road when we grew up, cannot walk anymore, either by abandoning what the kids have we don't, either by becoming what we one day vow to not become."
"I was just a normal twenty year old man, studying and working, in the middle of a Pandemy, ignoring the world outside, just because it is easy to endure the problems and hardships when we pretend they don't exist. The disease, the famine, death and war." He… no, she. In the face of a child, I can see the face of an adult, of a jaded man, a person who is sick of misfortune and malice, her lips drawn in a sorrowful smile, the light in her eyes lead astray, an empty, weary and in the breaking point.
In her mind, thoughts of what I judge of what is his home, crowded streets, the world outside his home, breaking down by disease, and in the blink of war… Fear, sorrow, and nostalgia flood the mind. Fear of dying, and jeopardize what the true Makura feels, jeopardize who she loved, sorrow of the people she and he loved dear, and nostalgia of home. No, no kid should feel and know what is the world truly, this one or not, no kid should fear these nebulous emotions.
"Shut up, Kid." Whether You Are an adult or not in your past life, you are now a child. Taking her in my arms, her wide eyes, holding her tight.
"I don't care, you are a kid, you want to pay the original kid? Then start living her life. Being a kid as well, not a fucking adult. This is a good start. God, you think your situation is a shit-hole? Imagine mine!" I was just a mother, with her sweet baby on another day of her life. Now I know about an Immortal Grimm Witch who wishes to destroy our world as we know, a Soul Parasite who gets a new host when the older dies, and about the future as well!
"Ahhhhh, I'll get drunk tonight, Only with alcohol to digere all of the shit you told me today." She stood silent, even in her mind.
"You want to pay your debt about a sin you'd never know about, and because of a shitty archive who can or not be a divine prank. See yourself, you calling yourself a freeloader, you are just a kid! A four-year old nonetheless! How the hell can you be a freeloader?"
"I… wa-"
"Yes, you Was, but now you are not, not now. Live your life, live as a kid, and let the shit for when you're a proper adult." I can hold my emotion in my voice, I am angry, Angry about some Ass-bitch who wants to destroy humanity, angry about how nothing changed about the faunus, angry about how grim and oblivious the future is. All about this makes me angry.
"I am not asking some adult men, I am asking you, as a child, how'd you like to become an apprentice of some old blacksmith?" I tried to control my voice, my emotion, stop the flow of anger, and gave place for a tender, and kind tone, as hard the situation made making these two.
"I… yes? B-blacksmiths have always been cool… and they made swords, axes, a lot of things in my- in the otherworld, I… should like becoming one… besides the money…" She sounded uncertain, but with a wish for more, a little greedy, kids in this age shouldn't be certain of nothing, except being happy, this uncertainty, and greedy, greedy for learning, and being happy, will be enough, by now.
"Now, let's go see the Oldman." Making a tender smile, for the first time we've meet, the kid, Makura, make a truly amazed child face, eyes wide open, mouth open, confused and wandering, but not sad, not responsible, or seriously, but rather, a amazed child face, who see something new, a thing she cannot understand. I liked this face.
(...)
"Who 's there?" A bulky, and tall old man said, picking his glass, as two women entered the shop, an adult, and voluptuous one, with cat ears and black-hair going down to her back, brown-skin, an athletic and strong body, her thighs strongs, and good-sized breasts.
"Mmmmm, Bras. And?" The other one, a little kid, no more than four years old at the best, with fluffy wolf-ears, and platinum smooth hair, like a river of silver strings. Great sky-blue eyes looking around the shop, and him, a white-snow skin, and cheap coat and clothes.
"I-I am-" Before the little girl had her chance to introduce herself, The Mother-Khan interrupted with a small happy smile.
"She is Kin Makura, a girl of an orphanage in the slums. She said her 'guardian' let her come here to make an interview with you, wanting to become your apprentice, assistent, whatever for rend, money and experience." The tiger faunus said with a Grumpy, as the Blacksmith sighed.
"If you are here, you know the kid too, and thus make a recommendation from you and Hild, am I correct?" The blacksmith looked at the woman, as her grin grew vicious, he frowned impotent before the situation.
"Yup, she had a good potential to learn, and will make an excellent novice. Now the Hild isn't here. I'll act has her guardian, and discuss the work condition-" Ferrous has a poker face while he frowned, and Bras let out an awkward laugh
"I am no monster, Bras. Six hours per day.. from 7:00 to 13:00, half lien per-hour of work. 15 lien per week. 60 lien a month of work. I'll teach her as she cannot go to a school as she works here. Besides the learnership of blacksmith and metallurgy." The grin vanished from her face, as the kid looked to the Mother-Khan with wondering eyes.
"Good to see you still a good person, Ferrous. Well, and still alive. Few did what you did and got out alive." She started to laugh, a true and good laugh, as the blacksmith soon followed her.
"I was going to interview her and see what she can and can't do, but with your recommendation, I think you already did it for me, don't ya?" A mirk grown in the face of the Old Blacksmith. He has a tall, muscular man, with a small white beard, as well white hair cut in military style. Standing behind the balcon, Bras entered the shop, standing before the balcon.
"Yes, she can read and probably write perfectly, knows how to make an equation with all but nothing but her head, and solve it. She is lacking in history and dust knowledge, Your little novice will make great, Old fellow." Gulping, the little Kid looked in the eyes of the tall man, as he made a gentle smile, and guided his might and big hand to her head, patting.
"If your potential matches what this crazy woman said, you will be a great apprentice then. What's your name, little girl?" The tall man asked with a soft and gentle tone, as the girl looked a bit surprised by the situation.
"K-Kin. Kin Makura." She asked with a bit of hesitation, more for the strange events made by Bras, than fear or suspicion.
"Well, I am Roland Ferrous.I hope you like hammering metal, and melting then, no as I am going to teach you how to do this, you are still too young for this kind of thing. But when you are older, I'll teach you, if you still want to be my apprentice." Bras made little nod to the Makura, and she copied, nodding to Roland.
Aaaaaand end of the chapter! Now I'll change my writing style. I made the 1st person point of view to show most of the MC personality and the people around him, and much like his thoughts and overall way of acting. The omakes probably will maintain the first person style.
Now, about the symbolization of the names. Bras are from the Portuguese, "Brasa", Brasa means Ember, Ash, brasa is the state of the little red hot particles of burning wood, coal and etc. Bras can also be a Shortcut for brass.
Ferrous, well, I don't need to explain this one.
Will I forget about Sienna's Mother and her semblance? No, even if the hell freezes. She will show a lot around Makura, she knows about the shitstorm that is the War between Salem and Ozma, Magic, Relics, Maidens.
And why did Makura say all of these things? She can read her mind, and there is no point in hiding these things, she is a Kid, she can't do anything to change the current status quo and the plot in significant ways.
She trusted Bras, not because she is a reliable person, but because she is the only one she can trust, and won't judge her, she literally can read the current thoughts of everyone around her. Because of it, Makura trusts her, and she can't hide from an adult huntress who can overpower her with physical alone, without any skill, and she doesn't want to be hurt or killed for nothing at this point.
Her Semblance is "Thinking Loud", and is a passive one, she can read the actual thoughts of everyone around a 5 metter distance from her.
How Sienna will grow in the new timeline? Only Fate to say.
Your guys use glasses? I should have been using mine for months, but I don't like using glasses at all, and now I am using mine, and still don't like it. If your guys know, is this a normal thing? I don't know. I just don't like having to use glasses. Now, goodbye, forgive me for my english errors and mistakes. Bye bye. 'Till next chapter.