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After my little chat with Qrow, I had finished my drink, but decided against getting drunk tonight. I chose to walk home instead. When I got there…I didn't really want to go inside just yet.
I needed to think about some things…a lot of things. And since I have both an active imagination and a sense of paranoia, I could probably predict how things might turn out…maybe. Again, I need to think.
So I figured, what better place to think than on the roof of the barn while gazing up at the stars? I had a ladder, so I could do it.
I went to get the ladder and place it against the outer wall of the barn. I climbed up until I was up on the roof. I was careful to watch my step. Otherwise, I'd slip and fall off.
Taking slow steps, I positioned myself to sit down on the slanted roof. I carefully leaned back and made myself comfortable. I gaze up at the sky….
Man, the stars are bright right now. Then again, this is a sight we miss out on due to the city lights.
I sigh.
Now…where to start….
Well, I guess I'll start with Qrow.
He's not just gonna let this slide. No doubt he'll probably try to question me again before he leaves with Amber tomorrow. And I don't think he'll be accepting of me not answering this time.
He'd probably try to get me alone so that he could interrogate me.
Another thing is…he reports to Ozpin.
If I were a wagering man, he probably contacted Ozpin already and informed him of his failed attempt to get answers from me.
I shudder to think what Ozpin would ask Qrow to do.
Worst case scenario, he actually asks Qrow to get a bit…immoral in his interrogations.
Best case scenario…he asks Qrow to bring me in to speak with him.
Admittedly, the worst case scenario isn't completely unlikely. There is such a thing as a "necessary evil". Not to mention that I know about Salem, Ozpin's enemy. So Ozpin might be willing to do something immoral.
After all…he's admitted that he's made more mistakes than any man, woman, or child.
So, if he's right about me being a threat (which I'm not), then it was a "necessary evil".
And if he's wrong (which he is)…then what's one more mistake to add to the list?
When I put it like that, I'm suddenly not enthusiastic about meeting the man….
Oh, who am I kidding? If I ever get the chance to meet Ozpin, then I'd go for it in a heartbeat.
…
…
Huh. Now that I think about it, why don't I just make my case to Ozpin himself? I mean, he's undoubtedly more reasonable than Qrow.
Of course…if I wanted to have a better chance of success, I'd more than likely have to come clean.
The real reason why I know all this shit.
It would be so easy, but again, it might get me committed….
Ugh.
I'd have to prove that what I'm saying is true and that I'm not crazy. The only way to do that would be to spout out some future events. Certainly not the events that involve Cinder and her cronies, since I more than likely changed some things.
For instance, they won't be infiltrating Beacon Academy anymore, that's for sure….
Actually, they still might, but only for one night.
For when they implant the virus into the CCT.
While I can't just assume that the night of the Dance is when they'll strike, it is the only night where everyone will be occupied, save for the Atlesian guards there.
Eh, I can just tell them about it (assuming they'll listen to me) and they'll make sure the tower is guarded 24/7.
Point is, I can't really use those types of events.
Still….
Yeah, I've got a few events that I could list and prove legitimately that might get them to believe me.
Of course, this is moot if I decide against speaking to Ozpin.
Depends if Qrow says anything to me when I get back home.
Now, the next item of debate…Cinder.
Again, no doubt she'll make another attempt on Amber and her powers. And while Amber probably believes they were trying to kill her, Cinder still has that glove that has the weird bug Grimm.
I wonder if Amber would've died had her powers been fully taken away….
What am I saying? She was left in a coma when half of her power was taken away. Of course she'd have died!
Anyway, Cinder will no doubt come for Amber, and if she's as sneaky as I think she is…she probably already knows Amber is here. She's just biding her time until the right opportunity to strike comes along.
Though I'd wager it will come before Amber and Qrow leave tomorrow.
Honestly, it's a miracle that she hasn't tried already.
Guess she wants to be thoroughly prepared.
Okay, so I've thought about Qrow, Ozpin, and Cinder. Now there's only one other person that I might have to take into account.
Salem.
I have no doubt Cinder informed her master about me and that I knew about her.
She's probably watching me right now, actually. I don't know how, though. Rooster Teeth simply showed what Salem looked like. And how she is against Ozpin. Nothing was revealed about what kind of powers she had.
…
…
Well, on the off chance she could see me right this instant….
Screw it.
I flip the birdy on both my hands straight ahead and above.
(Salem POV)
I currently have a deadpan expression as I gaze through the eyes of the small Nevermore I had taken over earlier.
I know full well what those hand signs mean. And frankly…I am not amused, Colt Remington.
I release control of the small Nevermore and return to my private chambers.
That's enough spying for a while.
(My POV)
Okay, got that out of my system.
I lay my hands down.
Okay, to sum up what I've thought: I'm more than likely on Salem's shit list, as well as Cinder's. Maybe Emerald's as well since I called her a bitch. Let's not forget Qrow as well. Not really sure about Ozpin and the rest of the Ozluminati since I haven't spoken to them yet, though no doubt they're aware of me via Qrow….
Wow, I really screwed myself over, huh? One act of kindness gets me on several people's radar, and that's not a good thing.
Ugh.
…
…
Screw it. I think I've thought about all this enough for one night.
I sit up and prepare to climb down the ladder…only to find it not there.
"What the-?"
"Hey!"
I look down to find Qrow…and the ladder flat on the ground.
I give him a blank stare. "Qrow…what the fuck?"
He grinned. "This'll teach you to screw with me!"
Oh hell no, we are not doing this right now.
"Put the ladder back, now."
"Sure, sure…but only if you give me the answers I want."
…Wow, okay then.
"Damn it, Qrow! Can't this wait till later?"
"…Nope."
Just like when he reunited with Ruby in Volume 3.
"And if I decide to not say anything until you put the ladder back?"
"Then I hope you enjoy sleeping under the stars."
"You are a guest at my house, and you will-!"
"Good night, then."
He turns to leave.
"W-Wait!"
He stops and turns to look up at me with a smug look on his face.
Wow, I really want to punch Qrow right now.
I shake my head. Now's not the time for that. I am not spending the night on the roof of a barn!
But what could I say that would placate him?
…
…
Well…I did want to meet Ozpin someday, so~….
"You're not the only one that knows of the Maidens, are you?"
Qrow narrowed his eyes at me.
"Furthermore, whoever else knows is the one you report to, right?"
"…You don't know how to make yourself less suspicious, do you?"
"It's not that. I just watch a lot of TV."
I frown. "Now…so far, you've been unreasonable-."
"And you haven't?"
"-and I'd prefer to speak to whoever it is that's in charge," I continue, ignoring his accusation. "If only because he'll be more reasonable."
Qrow scoffed. "What makes you think he's any more reasonable than I am?"
"Are you denying it?"
"…"
"That's what I thought." I give him a serious look. "You want answers? You can stick around when I give them to whoever's in charge."
I knew Ozpin was in charge, but I don't need to let him know that I know that.
"Oh yeah, and I'm not doing it period if you don't put the ladder back so I can get down."
Qrow rubbed his chin in thought.
…
…
"Give me a moment."
Qrow took out his scroll and dialed a number. He began to walk off towards the fields, probably so he could have his conversation with Ozpin without me eavesdropping.
I sat there as I watched Qrow in the distance, speaking into his Scroll.
There's no way this gambit could fail. Ozpin's a reasonable man, and will probably have no problem speaking with me face to face.
Qrow began walking back towards the barn. I could barely make out the remainder of whatever conversation he was having.
"…alright, if you're sure."
He hung up his Scroll and looked up at me.
I tilt my head. "Well?"
"…Alright, kid. You get your wish. You get to talk to my boss."
Well, that's a re-.
"As well as two other associates of ours.
…Well, shit. I get to face the entirety of the Ozluminati.
Not what I had in mind, but screw it. I'll just have to deal.
I nod. "Alright…now about the ladder-."
Qrow rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah."
The drunk picked up the ladder and placed it back against the barn. I quickly scramble to it and proceed to climb down. I reach the bottom and turn to Qrow.
"Thanks."
Qrow shrugged. "Whate-."
POW!
"Agh!"
"Shit!"
Qrow stumbles again and rubes his jaw as I shake my hand.
I need to work on my punching. Maybe get some fighting gloves or something.
Qrow glared. "The hell was that for?!"
I deadpan. "Really? You can't think of anything that you did in the past five or ten minutes that would make you deserve that?"
"…Fair po-."
POW!
"Agh!"
"Damn it!"
Once again, Qrow stumbles as I shake my other hand.
Qrow stood straight, and gave me a deadly look.
"And that?" he growled.
"That was for the comment you made earlier about Winter."
…
…
Qrow gave me a look of pity. "You poor fool. The Ice Queen's got you in the palm of her hand."
"Shut up, Qrow."
I step past him and ignore the shaking of his head, as though he pities me.
Eh, screw him anyway.
I walk back to my house.
"Daddy, you're back!"
I smile and pat Violet's head as she hugs me. "Yeah, sorry about being late. I was just thinking about some things."
I gaze up the stairs. "Is Amber settled in?"
She nods. "Yup…you should talk to her. See how she's doing."
Yeah, don't think I don't see what you're trying to do, you adorable little troublemaker.
Still…I should probably talk to her, anyway.
I sigh. "Alright."
I walk up the stairs, ignoring the beaming look on Violet's face.
I turn to my right at the top and walk through the hallway, reaching Cole's old room, and Amber's temporary room.
I knock on the door. "Hey, it's me, Colt. Mind if I come in?"
"Go ahead," was the answer I got.
I open the door and step in to see Amber laying back comfortably on the bed. I grab a chair and sit beside her bed.
"How's the bed?" I ask.
She smiles. "It's comfortable."
"Need any pillows or blankets or something?"
"I'm good, thanks."
"…Feeling any better than earlier?"
Amber shrugged. "Still a bit stiff, but I'll be fine."
"Ah…."
"So, how did it go with Qrow?"
I groan. "I don't wanna talk about it."
Amber winced. "That bad, huh?"
"Well, we nearly caused a huge fight to break out between Qrow and the villagers…so yeah, that bad."
Amber sighed. "He could've at least been less hot-headed about it."
Hot-headed…well, he is Yang's uncle, after all.
Though Yang takes it to a whole other level, no doubt about that.
"To be fair, I could have been more honest and cooperative."
"That reminds me," Amber said. "What are you trying to hide?"
…Right, she'll want an explanation as well.
"Just to reiterate, I'm not with the assailants. I just wanted to help."
"And I believe you."
…Wait, what?
"You do?" I ask, bewildered.
She nodded. "Violet and I had a little chat of our own. With you as the main topic."
…What?
"I learned a lot about you from her. How you apparently showed up from nowhere three years ago and made the decision to adopt her when given the choice."
Huh, I'm surprised she still remembers that.
"You know, at first she had thought you only did it so that you'd have a place to stay."
That…doesn't surprise me, actually. I was a stranger to her at the time, and she had lost her real dad not too long before it.
"But then you really started taking care of her like a father should. You proved to her that you cared for her well-being, and she considers you her father for it."
If she's trying to get me to shed a tear, it's working.
"She also told me about your first day as a farmer."
Oh god.
She smirked. "You let a bunch of chickens get the better of you?"
"THOSE CHICKENS ARE EVIL!"
She let out a stifle of giggles at my outburst, which only irritated me more.
"Oh, you think that's funny?"
"A little, yeah."
I slump. "I'd like to see you take on those chickens."
"Can't. Hurt."
The smugness in her voice was not lost on me.
I'll get back at her for this, I swear.
"She also told me about how you're always lonely, and how she keeps trying to match you with someone."
"In all seriousness, I literally have no recollection of her matching me with people."
She rolled her eyes. "Sure you don't."
No, seriously! When did she try to match me with someone?! I don't remember going on any dates in the past!
Er, not for the lack of trying, mind you.
…
…
Okay, I never bothered to try. Sue me.
"She even tried to convince me to go out with you."
Goddamn it, Violet.
"Yeah, just…ignore that."
Amber giggles.
I sigh.
I need to have a serious talk with my daughter about prying into people's love life, specifically mine.
"Anyway," Amber added. "I don't think you're a threat."
Well, at least she believes me.
"Still…what is it that you're trying so hard to hide?"
…
…
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
"Try me."
I stare at Amber for a moment or two…before going to the door and looking out to see if Qrow is around. The last thing I need is for him to hear this. He'll just call me insane and call off the meeting with Ozpin.
Not that I don't think Amber will call me insane. She probably will, but I don't feel like keeping it from anyone else any longer.
If I don't get it off my chest at least once, I'll go nuts.
I turn back to Amber. "I'll be right back."
I quickly leave to room towards Violet's, and knock on the door.
"Violet? I need you to do something for me."
"…Is the Claw gone?"
I roll my eyes. "Yes, it's gone."
The door unlocked and opened, revealing an embarrassed Violet.
"…I wasn't scared."
"Sure you weren't."
Violet gave a cute glare. "What do you want, Daddy?"
"Well…I need you to keep an eye on Qrow."
She frowned. "The meanie?"
"Yes, the meanie. I'm going to talk privately with Amber, and I can't have Qrow listening or barging in."
Violet gave me a blank stare…and then-.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
That.
"Violet, quie-!"
"You're going to court Amber?!"
"N-No! That's not why-!"
Violet gave me a salute. "Don't worry, Daddy! I won't let the meanie get in the way of true love!"
"That's not what's-!"
I didn't get to finish, for Violet sped down the stairs to where Qrow was keeping watch outside.
"The hell?" I heard Qrow say.
"Hey, meanie! Let's have a thumb war!"
"…You're on!"
I give a deadpan stare at the apparent thumb war that's about to take place…then sigh.
I return to the room Amber's in and close the door, locking it. I turn and find Amber giving me a blank stare.
"What?"
"…So are you gonna court me, or-?"
"NO! DAMN IT! STOP!"
Amber broke out in a fit of giggles.
I deadpan at her. "Why must every woman I meet troll me?"
"Because you're trollable."
I swear, if she's been talking to Vert-!
I sigh, then return to my seat near her bed.
"Alright…do you really wanna know what I'm trying to hide?"
She nods.
"…You can't tell Qrow about this, alright? He got me a meeting with his boss, and I'm hoping that he's more reasonable than the asshole."
Amber chuckled. "Yeah, Ozpin's more level-headed than Qrow. That's for sure."
I already know this.
I sigh. "Also…what I'm about to say could get me committed in an asylum."
Amber raised an eyebrow. "It can't be that farfetched."
"It is…hell, I half-expect you to call me crazy after I finish, if you let me finish when you hear how crazy it sounds that is."
Amber pursed her lips as she gave me an analytical stare.
"…Well, if what you say is crazy, then at least I get a good tall tale out of it."
I chuckle. Yeah, there's that.
I lean back in the chair and stare at the ceiling.
"Well, it all started…when I died."
(Violet POV)
Nrgh!
Thi-no!
Gotcha-no!
How about thi-eep!
Maybe some of- NOOOOOOO!
"One, two, three, you lose," Qrow grinned. "Again."
Gosh darn it! He's beaten me fifteen times already!
Qrow smirked. "Best sixteen out of thirty-one?"
"You're on, you big meanie!"
"Violet?"
I turn to find my Daddy at the doorway.
"Oh hi, Daddy? Are you and Amber together-together, now?"
…
…
Why was Daddy giving me that look?
"Violet…have you ever met a Nora Valkyrie, before?"
I give a small frown. "No…why?"
"N-No reason, just…wondering is all."
The meanie Huntsman glared at Daddy. "What was that about you and Amber?"
Daddy sighed. "No, Violet. We're not together-together…and no Qrow. Whatever you're thinking, it isn't happening."
I pout. "But Daddy~! You're always so lonely~!"
He deadpanned at me. "Thank you for repeating that for the thirty-sixth time today, sweetie."
"I didn't say it that many times."
"It's called hyperbole, Violet."
"Hypo-what now?"
Qrow and Daddy actually snickered for once.
"What's so funny?" I ask innocently.
Daddy waved me off. "N-Nothing, dear. Anyway, it's time for bed."
I pout again. "But I'm not tired."
A yawn betrays me.
Daddy smiles and picks me up. "Come on, darling. Time for bed."
I let my cheek rest on Daddy's shoulder as he takes me up the stairs. I look back to find the meanie Huntsman staring at the two of us, almost like he's…remembering something. And if that small smile is anything to go by it's a good memory he's remembering.
Daddy enters my room and lays me down on my bed.
"How was your talk with Amber, Daddy?"
He didn't say anything…then smiled.
"Well…it went better than expected, that's for sure."
"…So then-."
"No, we're not together-together."
Aw~.
"Alright, have a good night, sweetie."
I give him a pout. "No bedtime story?"
"Last few times I did that, you went out like a light before I could even start."
I give a nervous chuckle. "W-Well, I won't fall asleep this time!"
He doesn't look like he believes me…but gets a story book anyway.
"Alright then…this is the story of The Girl in the Tower-."
Yay! I finally get to hear this stor- why are my eyes droopy?
N-No! I can't fall asleep! Must. Prove. Daddy. Wrong!
I can totally- unconsciousness.
(My POV)
I chuckle as Violet once again fell asleep before I could tell the story. Admittedly, she tried to stay awake, but to no avail.
I kiss my daughter on her head. "Sweet dreams, Violet."
She smiles and snuggles in bed.
Truly an adorable little girl.
I step out of the room and quietly close the door. When I turn around, I find Qrow staring at me.
"…What?"
"…You really make it hard to discern whether or not you're a threat when you pull shit like that, you know?"
I shrug. "We'll let Ozpin decide that."
Qrow throws his hands in the air. "And now you know about Ozpin when I didn't even-!"
"Amber told me."
"Goddamn it."
Hey, that's my line!
I shrug. "Anyway, I say that you should get some rest as well."
Especially since I just came up with a way to screw with Qrow tomorrow.
Qrow grunted. "Whatever."
He stalked towards the guest room and closed the door, locking it.
Shaking my head, I head to my room and close the door. I lock it and immediately jump towards my bed, the mattress bouncing for a second or two.
I shift onto my back and stare up at the ceiling, thinking back on my talk with Amber.
(Flashback)
"And that's all there is to it."
I finished explaining myself to Amber, who simply gave me a blank stare.
Yeah, I figured she wouldn't believe me.
I'm sure she'll say as much in three, two…and one.
"Well, that's an…interesting explanation."
…Okay, not the answer I wanted.
"If I'm being honest-."
Okay, now she'll say I'm crazy. In three, two, o-.
"I'm not sure what to make of it."
…Um, she does know that what I said makes absolutely no sense to someone on Remnant, right? She shouldn't be unsure about it!
"You realize what I said sounds crazy, right?"
"I do."
And there we go.
"But…ever since I've become the Fall Maiden, I've always been in danger of being used for my power. I've had to learn to tell when a person is being honest or not."
She turned to me. "And you've given no signs, big or small, to indicate you've been dishonest with me in your explanation."
She chuckled. "And yet with what your explanation was…that's why I'm not so sure."
"…Wouldn't that mean that I'm crazy or delusional?"
"It would be easier to say that, wouldn't it?"
"Yup."
Amber rubbed her chin. "I'll admit, if you're telling the truth, it would explain how you knew everything."
She frowned. "Still…it's a bit farfetched."
Yeah…although….
"Well, I can technically think of one way to prove it."
Amber raised an eyebrow. "And that is…?"
"Well, it's a bit of a risk, but…you and I both know Cinder and her cronies are gonna make another attempt on you."
She nodded in agreement.
"That being said…the only way to prove it would be to make Cinder reveal her glove."
"The one that you say has the weird Bug Grimm that steals half my powers?"
"Yeah…either that, or certain events that I know of that have yet to happen."
Such as Roman Torchwick robbing that Dust store and Ruby Rose trying to stop it.
Amber pursed her lips. "…You sound like you think the first one will happen."
I sigh. "I'm gonna be honest. I'm in way over my head here. I know I wanted to try and change things, but I'm playing with fire here…literally, in Cinder's case. Not to mention Salem probably has her eyes on me now."
Great job I did…in screwing myself over.
"It's a guarantee that Cinder and her cronies will make another attempt tomorrow, and I'm not a miracle worker. Qrow and Vert may be here, but anything can go wrong."
Amber looked down in thought.
"And to be honest…I'd rather prove my claim a different way, thank you very much."
Amber laughed a bit. "Yeah, me too."
We both sat in silence.
…
…
…
"Well, I guess we should get some sleep," I say to break the silence.
I stood up. "You sure you don't need any pillows or blankets?"
Amber smiled. "I'm good. Thanks, anyway."
I nod, then walk towards the doorway….
But Amber apparently decides to be troll one more time tonight.
"I heard there was a betting pool going on about whether or not you'll settle down with someone."
And here we go.
"And apparently I'm a new addition to the line-up of specific woman."
I bring my hand to my face. "Amber, please just ignore all tha-."
"I could help speed things along, if you'd like?"
…
…
I slowly turn and face Amber, who is currently trying (and failing) to keep a straight face.
I deadpan. "Are you being serious, or are you just trolling me?
Amber suddenly stops struggling and keeps the straightest face possible.
"…Yes."
I'm gonna be screwed with all my life, aren't I?
"Goodnight. Amber."
I close the door, willfully ignoring the burst of laughter that follows.
(Present)
I deadpan at that last part.
Yeah…I wouldn't be surprised if the woman I eventually end up with, be it someone I know or someone I don't, that person will screw with me.
…Oh well, no sense thinking about it now.
After I screw with Qrow in the morning, I might end up packing some stuff to leave.
Call me paranoid, but not everything works out like it should, and I intend to be prepared should the worst happen.
I'll make sure Violet packs her stuff as well. Not to mention remind Vert about the possible second attempt and have him tell the village.
Still…it's just three people against a village militia, a retired Huntsman, an active Huntsman, the Fall Maiden…and me.
What could go wrong?
(Fenrir POV; The next day; Unknown time)
I grin savagely as my brothers and sisters of the White Fang soar in the skies in our "appropriated" Bullheads.
Yes…the time has come for me to exact my revenge on Colt Remington, and make an example out of that village.
Before taking off, Adam gave us one simple order.
Leave no survivors.
And I would enjoy following that order to the letter.
Nothing would stand in my-.
"Attention brothers and sisters of the White Fang. There has been a slight change in plans."
That was Adam's voice. What did he mean by "change in plans"?
"We are still to attack the village. However, if I give the order to retreat, you will do so without question."
…WHAT?!
I quickly press the button on my earpiece. "B-But sir! We need-."
"Calm yourself, Fenrir. Your specific mission has not changed. Just updated. You are not to retreat with us. You will remain until this Colt Remington is dead and his head brought to me and Cinder on a silver platter."
…While I'm ecstatic that I can still get my revenge, I am still left wondering….
"Why this sudden change, if I may ask?"
"…Cinder has informed me of a little surprise that she may have in store for the village, should our retreat be needed."
Should be…that means that the plan may go back to normal if deemed necessary.
As much as I don't like it, I still get to kill Colt, so I'll just have to suck it up and deal.
"Very well, Adam. As you command."
The comms went off.
I stare ahead with a feral look, my eyes glassing a bit and my claws and teeth extending.
I would bathe in the blood of Colt Remington this day.
A/N: …You would think I would've learned by now to not jinx things. And Cinder has something special planned…or is it really Cinder who planned it?
Oh well.
And I finally told someone about how I know what I know. Amber. I obviously didn't write it out because it would be better left for when I speak with the Ozluminati in the future.
Before I say anything else…let's get on with the omake series, shall we?
Omake: Criminal Mastermind…of Cuteness? Part 3
"Are you sure I should be in here?"
Roman rolled his eyes. "Yes, I'm sure. So long as you're with me, no one will bat an eye."
Violet was currently covering her ears with her bunny ears as she pouted.
"But why is it so loud here?"
Roman and Violet were currently standing at the top of the steps of Junior's Night Club, watching as all the people inside were either dancing or getting their buzz on…or both.
"Why are those two girls kissing each other?"
Shit.
Roman quickly covered her eyes. "Er, n-nothing you need to see just yet. Not till you're older anyway."
Violet huffed. "I'm old enough!"
"No you're not, kid. Now drop it."
Roman quickly led her towards the bar, where Junior was currently cleaning glass cups. When he saw the thief approach, the club owner scowled…though he now adopted a confused look when he saw Violet.
"…When the hell did you become a dad, Torchwick?"
Roman let out laughter. "HA! Yeah, right! This is just a brat-."
"Hey!"
"That I'm watching for someone else, against my own wishes I might add."
Violet pouted. "You're a terrible uncle."
Junior raised an eyebrow. "Uncle?"
"Not related."
Junior hummed. "…What do you want?"
Roman got down to business. "Me and the little munchkin here-."
"Hey!"
"Are gonna need some men for a heist."
Junior scowled. "The last time I lent you some men, they never came back…care to explain why?"
"…Not in front of my honorary niece, no."
Junior scoffed. "Right. No deal."
Roman frowned. "I had a feeling you'd say that."
Roman lifted Violet onto a bar stool and had her face Junior.
"Do your stuff, kid."
Violet took a deep breath…then gave a pout.
"Please lend us some men."
Junior deadpanned. "Really Torchwick? Using a child? That's low, even for you."
Roman said nothing, simply letting Violet do her work.
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"Seriously, this isn't even funny anymore."
Still said nothing, and Violet intensified her pout.
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"Sorry, no dice."
Well, shit.
Roman huffed. "You cold-hearted bastard."
"Sensible, not cold-hearted. Did you really think that was gonna work on me?"
In all honesty, yes he did….
Thankfully, another opportunity presented itself in the form of the Malachite Twins showing up.
"What's going on here?" they both asked.
Roman immediately shifted Violet's pout towards the twins.
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"OH MY GOD! SHE'S, LIKE, ADORABLE!"
The twins were currently cooing and pinching the cheeks of Violet, much to her chagrin and slight delight.
Roman smirked. "Well, me and Violet here were trying to get some men for a little heist, but Mr. Cold-Hearted here said no, and to an adorable face such as that, too."
The Malachite Twins turned a glare on their boss, who suddenly felt small at the moment.
"What?" they both growled lowly.
Junior immediately wised up. "E-Er, no! I was, uh…it was a misunderstanding! Yeah! So uh, how many men did you two want?"
Whipped.
Roman continued his business with Junior as Violet played with the Malachite Twins.
Oh, the heist that Roman had planned.
A/N: Well…wonder what Roman has planned?
Anyway, back to the main story…next chapter, shit is about to go down. And I'm gonna try to squeeze it all into one chapter, with the aftermath coming after.
Will things work out? Can I (Colt) pull off a miracle?
Will the village survive?
Will I?
Will Vert?
Will Violet?
And the most important of all (story-wise)…will Amber survive?
This is something that I've been wondering about the past two or three weeks. I was sure about what I have planned…but then my mind came up with the most twisted plot twist I could think of, and now I'm not sure what to do.
While I'm carefully considering which route to go, I'd like to hear your opinion on the matter.
Should Amber live or die?
In the words of Jigsaw from Saw…make your choice.
One way or the other…things are gonna get a bit dark next chapter.
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LATERS!
