A/N: Welcome to another installment of My Turn!

Last we left off, I planned to get drunk, got an interrupted lap dance from Neo, and stopped Yang form busting up the club…oh yeah, and Qrow showed up.

This can only end well.

A bit of a warning…I might get a bit…savage towards Qrow at one point. Trust me, you'll know it when you read it.

You've been warned.

Now then, ON WITH THE CHAPTER!


Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY.


(Qrow POV)

I knew I'd find the kid here.

After leaving the others, I visited Amber and Violet (the latter giving me a cute glare that reminded me of Ruby) and asked where Colt and Vert went.

Violet didn't really answer me (no surprise there), but Amber was somewhat more forthcoming.

She said Colt wanted to "drown his sorrows".

Yeah, there's only a few places he could be at then.

Vale had its fair share of bars, and I started with the Crow Bar, the one nearest the docks.

No dice.

So then I went with the next likely bar…the one in that dance club.

Junior's.

My only reason for that was that Colt was still a young man, and, if drunk enough, might get on the dance floor and dance like an idiot.

That mental image made me hoof it towards the club.

When I arrived, the bouncers immediately let me in. I was a regular here because Junior was an info broker. Any information I wanted to know that I couldn't get elsewhere, I got it from him.

When the door opened…I find Colt pushing my other niece, Yang, towards it.

"Q-Qrow!" Yang exclaimed.

I inwardly smiled. It had been a while since I last saw Yang and Ruby, and I would've seen them again after making sure Amber was safe within Vale, and before both Yang and Ruby got shipped off to Beacon….

Yeah, Oz was gonna see about recruiting Ruby to enroll two years early. Since I had personally taught her to use a scythe, and I was in this little group of his, he told me first. I was okay with it, but I was left to inform Taiyang on my own.

Damn coffee-drinking bastard.

Taiyang took it better than I thought he would. Admittedly, I had been worried that he might break down about being alone in the house, but that didn't happen. Yes, he was sad, but he sucked it up and chose to act like the father he was supposed to be and be proud of the little reaper.

Heh…reaper.

So yeah, he gave his blessing, and all that was left was for the right moment for Ozpin to recruit Ruby. He hasn't found it yet, but I'm sure it'll be sometime soon.

The new Beacon year starts in a couple of weeks, after all.

Anyway, back to Colt and Yang.

I glare at Colt. "I'd appreciate it if you got your hands off my niece."

Colt glared at me, not that I blame him, but took his hands off Yang.

"She was gonna bust up the club," he said. "I was simply showing her out."

"N-No I wasn't!" Yang denied a little too quickly.

Bust up the club…that'll make this the second time she's done that.

The first was about a year ago, when apparently some boy with raging hormones decided to grope Yang at this small little club….

It ended with the club wrecked and every person that tried to gang up on her (the boy included) beaten to unconsciousness.

It took a lot of convincing from me and Taiyang to get the owner to not press charges.

Still don't know how we pulled that off.

And to think Yang was about to do it again….

I deadpan. "Yeah, that sounds like something she would do."

Yang slumped. "You're the worst."

Hey, your past speaks for itself kiddo.

I chuckle, then point outside.

"Yang, wait outside for a bit. I need to talk to Colt here."

She looked between me and Colt before sighing and walking outside.

Which left me and Colt alone….

Well, go ahead. Say something.

I sigh. "Kid…we need to talk."

He gave a response immediately. "Leave."

Huh?

"What?" I say aloud.

"I don't wanna talk to you right now," he said. "I'm getting drunk tonight, so if you'll excuse me."

He turned away from me.

I grab his shoulder. "Listen, kid-."

He shook my shoulder off and kept walking.

Ugh.

I sigh and follow after Colt.

He ends up sitting at what appeared to be the VIP booth.

I raise an eyebrow. "How'd you score this kind of seat?"

"Vert."

Figures.

"And he is…?"

"Somewhere in the club. Lost track of him some time ago."

Colt sat down at one end and poured himself a shot of whatever he was drinking. I just stood there, waiting.

He groaned. "Son of a…fine. Have a seat."

I sat down across from him, pulling out my flask. As I took a drink from it, he downed his shot.

He winced. "This drink is too strong."

"Then why drink it?"

"Need it."

I stare at him. "…Drinking isn't gonna make the pain go away kid. It only numbs it."

I stare down at my flask. "Trust me. I know."

He grunted. "I guess you do."

I glare. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing," he shrugged. "It's just…fans have always wondered why you drink. Maybe you're drinking to forget, or to remember, or maybe it helps numb the pain like you said. Hell, maybe you're a drunkard just because."

He shook his head. "I don't really know."

I looked back at my flask. "…What do you think it is?"

Colt began to pour another shot. "What do I think? Well…."

He set the bottle down and grasped the shot glass. "I think it has to do with a certain white-hooded woman who is no longer among the living."

I glared at him as he downed a shot.

"You leave Summer out of this."

"Hey, you asked," Colt defended. "Besides, didn't you decide to not leave a certain v-village out of it?"

…Goddamn it, he's got me there.

"Yeah, about that," I said as I rubbed my neck. "I, er…well, the thing is…um-."

"Just save it, Qrow," he growled. "I don't wanna hear it."

I groan. "Look, I admit that maybe I was a bit out of line-."

"Maybe? A bit?"

"What do you want from me?!" I exclaim. "Here we have some guy who shows up out of nowhere, knows shit he shouldn't, saves Amber, then is vague as fuck about how he knows what he knows! Then your village is torn apart-."

The tightening of his grip on the shot glass wasn't lost on me.

"-And now he claims that he knows what he knows because our lives are nothing but fiction!"

"Again," he gnashed through grit teeth. "I didn't mean it like that. I was simply saying that you exist in my old world only as fiction. It doesn't mean you aren't real."

I scoff. "Great. Thanks for that. I feel so much better."

"If you're going to be a complete asshole the entire time, then leave. I'd prefer to get drunk in peace."

I shook my head. "Can't. Ozpin wants to talk to you again."

Colt slammed his shot glass on the table. "Well you can tell him that I obviously won't be sober enough to talk to him properly! I'll talk to him tomorrow."

"He prefers it if you're back at Beacon."

"So I can be watched?" he retorted.

"Pretty much, yeah."

Colt growled.

"…Screw you."

He poured another shot.

I scowled. "You're starting to test my patience, kid."

"You're starting to test mine."

"…You know, Ozpin didn't say you had to be conscious when I bring you back."

Colt ignored me, raising his glass to down the shot.

I slap it out of his hands, the contents spilling onto the table and floor.

He stared blankly at the shot glass.

"…Qrow, I've been more than reasonable. I've tried to keep a cool head and not lash out."

He glared at me. "But if you keep pushing…I'll cut you deep like you did me. Maybe even deeper."

I narrowed my eyes. "Oh really?"

"Yep…just try me, Qrow. I don't give a fuck right now if it hurts you. I'll say it with no regret."

Tch. Alright then.

"Fine…go ahead."

I leaned towards him with a snarl. "Say something that'll piss me off. I dare you."

Colt stared me in the eyes for a moment, then grabbed the bottle and chugged down a good portion of the contents. Surprisingly, he didn't wince this time.

He set the bottle down. "Does Ruby know, Qrow?"

Anger wells up inside me. "Yeah, about that. Just how in the hell do you know about her?"

"I've already explained that. If you still don't believe me, then that's your problem. Does. She. Know?"

I grit my teeth. "Does she know, what?"

He looked me straight in the eye, and what he said next signed his death warrant.

"That you let Summer die."


(Vert POV)

"And that's how I laid with five different women back to back in my days back when I was still in a Huntsman Academy."

Junior whistled as he cleaned a glass. "Damn. Your recharge time was impressive."

I chuckled. "It was, indeed."

I gazed around the club. "I don't suppose there are any women at least half my age here?"

Junior hummed. "…Not really. But if you're interested, I know a spot where hookers hang around."

I scowled. "I'm not looking to lay with a possibly diseased prostitute."

"That's why condoms exist, Vert."

I sigh. "Where exactly is this spo-?"

Some wind blew by me, and Colt slammed into the shelves of drinks. He fell to the ground, the previously stated drinks falling and breaking on the ground and Colt.

"Ow."

Junior and I stared at him in stunned bemusement, then turned to find that the people dancing were currently running out of the club.

All except for one.

"Qrow?" I asked. "When did he get here?"

"A w-while ago," Colt wheezed as he shakily stood up.

I gave Qrow an analytical stare and came to one conclusion.

He was pissed.

I turn to Colt. "What did you do?"

"Hey, I warned him! He kept pushing, so I pushed back!"

I sighed. "Fine. I'll calm him dow-."

"No."

I raise an eyebrow as Colt draws both Lucky and MM.

"I'm kicking his ass."

"…You realize you'll lose, right?"

"Yup."

Colt turned to Junior. "I apologize for what's about to happen to your club. I really did try to make sure it didn't get busted up."

Junior frowned. "And you think I'll just let my club get busted up?"

He turned to the guards still in the building. "HEY! Get that guy!"

All the guards began charging at Qrow with blades and axes.

Colt sighed. "They have no chance."

When they began to close in, Qrow slammed his broadsword into the ground, the shockwave completely breaking the glass floor and sending the guards flying in different directions. All slammed in to the walls and fell unconscious.

The guy with the bear head drew a gun and tried to shoot at Qrow, but he sent out an Aura slash towards the man, breaking the music equipment and knocking the man unconscious.

Junior gawked.

I snorted. "He's not a Huntsman for nothing, you know."

Colt growled. "Keep everyone out of the way. He's mine."

Colt vaulted over the counter and made his way towards Qrow.

Junior's eye twitched. "…Melanie! Miltia! Get them!"

The man made his way into the back, maybe to get something?

The twins began to make their way towards the two angry men….

Damn it, Colt.

I finish my drink and leap in the way of the two girls.

"Sorry, girls. But these two need to work things out a bit. Can't let you interfere."

Melanie scoffed. "What? You're gonna stop us-?"

"Old man?" they both said at the same time

I sigh.

"Once again…I need to teach some brats a lesson in respecting their elders."

I drew my bow and an arrow.

"So…who's first?"


(Violet POV)

My left rabbit ear twitches.

My eyebrow furrows. "Hmmm…."

"Something wrong?" Amber asked.

"…I sometimes get this feeling whenever Daddy does something stupid that gets him in trouble."

Amber raised an eyebrow. "And you're having that feeling now?"

"Yup…and didn't you point that mean Huntsman in Daddy's direction?"

Amber winced. "I-I only said he was going to 'drown his sorrows'."

I deadpanned. "I may be six, but even I know where you go to do that kind of thing."

Amber gave me a blank stare. "…What kind of childhood did you have?"

"A good one, thanks to Daddy."

She chuckled. "I bet."

"…You know, he's a really nice guy-."

"Stop trying to set me up with your father."

"But he's kind! And sweet! And he's very protective of those he cares about!"

"I'm sure he is," Amber said. "But even if I considered it, it wouldn't work out."

I tilted my head. "Why?"

Amber bit her lip. "…Violet, do you know why those people were after me?"

I shook my head.

She sighed. "Well…have you ever heard the tale of the Four Maidens?"

I nodded rapidly. "Oh yes! That story's my favorite! Four women given magical powers by an old man so that they could spread their kindness to the world!"

"Well…what if I told you that story was true?"

"…Huh?"

What did she mean?

"Well," Amber began. "The old man, who was a wizard, and the Four Maidens were actual people. And whenever a Maiden passes, the power is given to the one who's the last thought of the Maiden that passes. Unless it's an old woman or a man, in which case, the power chooses at random."

I frowned as my ear drooped. "So my Daddy can't have magical powers?"

Amber laughed. "Sorry, no dice."

Dang it! He would've been so much cooler than he already is!

She sighed. "Anyway, many Maidens have come and gone, and at this point in time…I am the current Fall Maiden."

"You're…a magical lady?"

Amber nodded."

I frowned. "Prove it then."

Amber held out her hand, and a ball of fire appeared on it.

"Now, this is one of my powers, but it could easily be passed off as a Semblance and nothing more. However-."

Amber raised her other hand and a small twister of wind formed.

"And-."

Amber's eyes began to glow, and she hovered in the air. Clouds began to form above her, lightning striking at the gurneys in the infirmary.

"Now, since people can only have one Semblance, all these different powers don't make much sense…unless I'm a Maiden."

I stared in awe as she lowered herself to the ground and stopped using her powers, her eyes going back to normal.

"The Fall Maiden, to be specific."

I was silent for a moment.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

I hugged Amber tightly.

"A MAGIC LADY!"

Amber giggled and pat my head, which made me squeal more.

"You definitely need to date my Daddy!"

Amber facefaulted.

She got back up quickly. "A-And why is that?"

"You're a magic lady! That's enough reason!"

I mean, come on! A farmer meets a magic lady and falls in love!

That's literally a fairy tale come to life!

Amber rubbed her eyes. "Violet…that's not really a reason for a relationship to bloom."

"Yes it is!"

She sighed. "And besides…me being the Fall Maiden is why it would never work, even if I were to consider it."

"But, what's wrong with being a magic lady?"

Amber stayed silent.

"Violet…those people that held you against your will…you know they were after me, right?"

I nodded. That much I was able to understand.

"…The woman in red wanted my powers."

I gasped.

"And she was willing to attack the village just to get them. Send the White Fang after the villagers, have the leader keep Qrow busy…take you hostage."

She started to tear up a bit. "It…it's my fault your homeless now. My fault that most everyone you know is now dead. All because of me."

She sat down on a chair. "You know…I wasn't the last person the previous Maiden thought of. The power chose me at random. Heh…lucky me, huh?"

Amber stared at her hands. "Sometimes…I feel that these powers are a curse. And what happened to your village only proves it."

She closed her eyes, allowing tears to spill.

"I-I'm sorry."

I walk towards Amber and give her the biggest hug I could possibly give.

She opens her eyes in shock. "…W-Why?"

"It's not your fault."

I pull back and give her a smile. "Just because you have this power, doesn't mean that any bad things that happen are your fault."

Amber sobbed. "B-But…because your father chose to save me from those three, the village payed the price."

"That's not how I see it."

I gave her a serious look.

"If it's anyone's fault, it's those three meanies' fault. They decided to be sore losers and do bad things!"

They're like the villains in all those stories.

Evil!

Amber hiccupped. "But-."

"No buts, magic lady!"

"But I-."

"Nope."

"You-."

"Nope."

"What about-?"

"Nope."

"Can you let me-?"

"Nope."

Amber gave me an exasperated look as I remained defiant.

"…You're not budging on this, are you?"

"Nope," I say with finality. "Now, stop beating yourself up about something that wasn't really your fault. And don't let anyone, not even yourself, tell you it was."

Amber stared at me with a blank expression.

"How old are you, again?" she asked. "Because you're wiser than anyone expects you to be."

"Six!" I say with pride, puffing out my chest. "And proud of it!"

Amber laughed a bit.

That's good. Laughing means she's feeling better.

She sighed sadly.

No! Don't be sad!

"Maybe you should tell your father that," she said.

…Huh?

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Well…back in the village, before we left, the person responsible for what happened said that it was Colt's fault that the village was wiped out."

I gasped. "B-But it was-!"

"I know that now…but Colt made the decision to save me and cross the ones that attacked me, as well as whoever leads them. Add that to what the person said…I'm not sure how he's taking it."

So then…when Daddy kept me away for nearly two days. All that sadness that I practically felt pouring out of him.

Was that guilt?

Did Daddy believe what that person said?

Does he hold himself responsible for what happened?

I stand up. "We need to find Daddy."

Amber's eyes widened. "W-What?"

"I need to tell him it wasn't his fault."

Amber shook her head. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Indeed, it isn't."

Amber and I turned to find two people standing there. I had seen these two before when they came to visit Daddy when he was still resting. One was the gray-haired man with a coffee mug, while the other was the blonde lady that made me think of a witch.

I learned their names were Ozpin and Glynda.

"It isn't wise for either of you to venture out this late at night," Ozpin said. "Your father and Vert will return shortly. I've sent Qrow to retrieve them."

I frowned…then darted forward and began kicking Ozpin in the shin.

"You!"

Thwack.

"Don't!"

Thwack.

"Send!"

Thwack.

"A mean!"

Thwack.

"Person!"

Thwack.

"To get!"

Thwack.

"Someone!"

Thwack!

Everyone seemed shocked at what I was doing, but I could hear snickers coming from Amber.

Glynda gawked. "Y-Young lady! Cease your kicking at once!"

I frowned and backed off, pouting.

Recovering from the shock, Ozpin cleared his throat.

"Well, I had sent Qrow in the hopes that he would apologize for some remarks he made towards Mr. Remington."

My hair covered my eyes. "…What did the mean Huntsman say?"

Ozpin hesitated. "…It's really nothing worth repeating."

"What did he say?"

"It's really nothing to concern yourself wi-."

"What. Did. He. Say?"

"…To be fair, I don't think Qrow was thinking clearly when he said what he sa-."

I kicked him in the shin again.

He cleared his throat. "Well…he essentially accused Mr. Remington of causing your village to be wiped out."


(Winter POV)

As I'm filling out some paperwork on a recent mission, I suddenly stop and sit up straight.

Why do I suddenly want to kill Qrow?

I mean, more so than usual?


(Neo POV)

As Roman and I are about to enter a warehouse, I suddenly stop.

Roman turned to me. "Is something wrong?"

NOTHING…JUST SUDDENLY FEEL LIKE KILLING A DRUNK GUY FOR SOME REASON.

Roman raises an eyebrow in question, but shrugs it off.

"Well, if this drunk is no one important, then I don't care. If he is…at least make it look like an accident."

Conversation done, we entered the warehouse.


(Coco POV)

I'm trying on some new clothes that I just bought.

As I'm about to put on one of my new shirts, I suddenly stop.

"Mom?" I call out.

My mother, an older version of me, peeks in with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes, dear?"

"…Do you ever suddenly get angry, but don't know why?"

"…" She crossed her arms. "What's the boy's name?"

"W-What?!"

"Is it that boy you're partnered with? I knew you and he would hit it off eventually!"

She ran downstairs. "HONEY! YOU OWE ME A HUNDRED LIEN!"

"M-MOM!" I exclaimed with a blush.

I ran downstairs after my mother.

"COCO!" my father exclaimed. "FOR OUM'S SAKE! PUT A SHIRT ON!"

Goddamn it.


(Velvet POV)

I was currently looking through some legal documents that were sent to me, when all of a sudden, I stop and stare straight ahead.

"Mom?"

My mother, an older version of me, popped her head around the corner.

"Yes, dear?"

"Do you ever suddenly get angry for no apparent reason?"

"…" She sighed. "Alright, what's the boy's name?"

"W-What?!"

"It's that Daichi fellow, isn't it? I knew you two would hit it off before the other two members of your team would!

She pulled out her Scroll. "I gotta call the Adel's. Your leader's parents each owe me a hundred Lien!

"M-MOM!"

I tackled her to the ground and we wound up wrestling with each other for the Scroll.


(Violet POV)

Okay, then.

I move past the two adults, not saying anything else.

Now I have two reasons to go find Daddy.

Show that what happened to the village isn't his fault….

And kick that mean Huntsman!

Repeatedly!


(Amber POV)

I watched as Violet stomped past Ozpin and Glynda.

I myself was currently processing what was just revealed.

That's it. Qrow's a dead man.

I turn to Ozpin. "Violet and I are heading to the city. Don't try to stop us. Wouldn't want to get in the way of two angry women now, would you?"

Ozpin took that into consideration….

"Glynda, please accompany them."

"W-What?!" said woman exclaimed.

"You know either one of them can't be left alone."

He then whispered something in her ear, but I couldn't hear it.

Probably something about making sure we don't actually kill Qrow.

Glynda sighed. "Oh, alright."

With that taken care of, Glynda and I moved to catch up with Violet.


(Ozpin POV)

I waited until they were gone.

Finally!

I quickly fell onto a chair and nursed my shin, hissing in pain.

"Ssssssssssssssssssss…aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"

"Ssssssssssssssssssss…aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!"

My word, that child can kick!


(Amber POV)

Glynda and I managed to catch up to Violet.

"So," I asked. "You still have that bad feeling about your dad?"

"Yup," was all she said.

"…And you think Qrow has something to do with it?"

"Yup."

"But didn't you say you get that feeling when your dad does something stupid that gets him in trouble?"

Glynda groaned. "If we're going by that logic, then Qrow probably instigated it…though if this turns out to be the case, then Mr. Remington shouldn't have escalated it."

"Which is why I'm kicking them both," Violet stated matter-of-factly.

She then added with a growl, "Repeatedly."

Note to self: don't get on Violet's bad side.

There's clearly more to her than her being a small child.

Still…I'm hoping that Violet's feeling is wrong, and that an altercation hasn't started up between the two.

I know Colt can hold his own, but…this is Qrow we're talking about.

Colt doesn't stand a chance.


(My POV)

Let's see….

Look Qrow straight in the eye?

Check.

Cut Qrow deep like he did me, possibly deeper?

Check.

Do so by making a DBZ Abridged reference?

Check, check, and check!

Now he and I are about to have a fight. And let me tell you: I'm going to enjoy kicking his ass….

That is, up until the point he completely destroys me.

Not looking forward to that eventuality, let me tell ya.

Oh well, no turning back now.

I held Lucky and MM for melee as Qrow stalked towards me.

I could practically feel the malice pouring out of his very being.

"You're dead, kid," he growled.

Probably.

I got in my battle stance, revolver/scythes at the ready.

With an angry roar, Qrow charged at me, actually leaving the hints of a crater in his wake….

Yeah, I'm gonna die.

Fuck!


A/N: And that ends this chapter! Next chapter should be the end of this mini-arc.

Yeah…I was actually hesitant to have myself (Colt) say that line to Qrow, but he kept pushing!

He cut me deep, so I cut him just as deep, if not deeper.

And now we have a fight on our hands…so much for keeping Junior's club from getting busted up.

And after a heartfelt talk between Amber and Violet, they and Glynda are off to find us and see how we're doing. Will they get to Qrow and me in time before one of us seriously injures the other?

Probably not.

As for Vert…I more than likely will just skim over his fight with the Malachite Twins (and the eventual one with Junior). I'm more focused on the main fight at hand.

I think my favorite part in writing this was writing all those women suddenly getting angry at Qrow….

Heh.

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