lfdA/N: Welcome to another installment of My Turn!
Also, we did it! We went over those near numbers I mentioned last chapter!
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I've said it before, and I'll say it again. This astounds me! Because again, I never expected this story to blow up the way it did, what with people's opinions on self-inserts.
Guess I had nothing to worry about, so long as I write this well enough.
Now then, last we left off, the plan to capture Torchwick failed, Lucky and MM got destroyed (pending a rebuild/redesign), and Raven broke into my room.
Now we see what happens next.
Fair warning: this chapter starts off with…er….
Let's just say I'm glad I chose to make this rated M.
ON WITH THE CHAPTER!
Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY.
(Cinder POV)
I was breathing heavily, laying on the ground with torn clothing as the man standing above me gave me a toothy grin.
Colt Remington had just defeated me in battle.
I grit my teeth. "You…you bastard!"
The man stared down at me mockingly. "Oh? A bit sour that you lost? Well, it's not like the outcome would've been any different."
He kneeled down beside me. "I knew what you were planning to do since the beginning. All I had to do was exploit that knowledge."
My amber anger-filled eyes met his mocking and beautiful dark green eyes as he let his own roam my body, licking his lips as he did so.
This made me feel happy for some reason.
"And now that I've claimed victory in battle," he continued. "Perhaps I should claim…something else?"
My eyes widened as he let one of his hands roam my body, fingers streaming down my chest and abdomen until they neared my nether regions.
His fingers moved to hover above my lower lips. I bit my lip in anticipation as two of them moved to enter and-.
"However."
His hand stopped, right as the pleasure had been about to begin.
"I'm not one to take advantage of a defeated woman," Colt stated. "One of the downs of being a 'good guy' and all."
He shrugged. "Too bad for you…or maybe it's a good thing, actually. Not like you'll actually say anything."
He turned to leave. "I'll be seeing you-."
I grabbed his ankle, refusing to let him leave. Colt stared down with a raised eyebrow, but then noticed my lustful and pleading stare.
He tilted his head. "Oh? So you do want this?"
He grinned maliciously. "Well…if you insist."
The bastard kneeled back down and began removing the torn clothing that barely covered my ample chest, revealing my breasts in all their glory.
"But I'll be having a bit of fun first, if you don't mind."
He licked his lips and cupped one of my supple breasts, much to my pleasure. I moaned, bringing a smirk on the bastard's face. He then began kneading my nipple, lightly brushing his thumb around it until it was now erect.
He lowered his head towards my chest and began sucking on my breast. I moaned as his tongue grazed my nipple, slowly circling around it. His other hand moved to my other breast and repeated the same action as before.
My back arched in pleasure, pushing my chest into him. This only made him growl in pleasure and quicken the erotic action he was performing. He moved to my other breast and cupped it, sucking on it like the other.
He continued his oral assault on my chest, switching between breasts every five seconds. I let out moans of pleasure at his actions.
Suddenly…he stopped.
"Well, that was a good appetizer…now for the main course."
He moved so that he was now hovering above my lower lips, his own lips licking in hunger.
He immediately dived in, his tongue immediately licking my inner folds.
I let out a loud gasp at the suddenness of this pleasure, but I was too busy trying not to squirm at the nimble intruder roaming around in my clit. My face contorted in pleasure as Colt's tongue dug deeper and deeper, his mouth buried itself into my heat.
I would think he would need to pull out a bit to breathe, but he simply kept going.
His tongue finally found the one spot it was looking for. The hottest part of my body.
I felt his tongue poke at it and-.
"Mmmm…mmnrrrgh…nrrrr*gasp*!"
My hips bucked as I awoke from my horrendous dream. My breathing was ragged.
Did…did I just have a wet dream?
I slowly sat up and lifted the covers off my body….
Oh how wonderful. Now I need some new sheets…and underwear.
My eyes filled with anger.
That man…how dare he cause me to have these dreams!
He's making a fool out of me! Making me think I desire the bastard.
I don't!
He has stood in the way of my desire for power, and now he dares defile me in my dreams?!
Unacceptable!
I'll show him…I'll get to him first before he can get to me.
Let's see how he likes to be defiled! I'll ravage him to my heart's content and ride him until he shoots nothing but blanks! And then I'll-!
My eyes widen in horror at the thoughts I'm having.
…
…
The door opens.
"Cinder!" Emerald exclaimed. "Neo just reported in and- are you okay?"
I tried to look innocent as the covers now completely enveloped my body save for my face, making me into a human burrito.
"Er, I-I'm fine!" I shouted a little too hastily. "I-I'll be out in a m-moment!"
Emerald just stared in confusion.
Mercury came up behind her.
"Hey, what's taking so lo-?"
Mercury paused as he noticed my current look.
"…Boss?"
"Y-Yes?"
"Why do you look like a burrito?"
My eyes narrowed. "I can't get comfortable?"
"Y-You can, it's just…it's odd to see you of all people like this."
I growled. "Leave. Now."
Emerald tried to interject. "But Neo-."
"WE WILL DISCUSS THAT MIDGET LATER! NOW LEAVE!"
My eyes must have changed, if the look of fear on them was anything to go by.
They left pretty quickly after that.
…
…
I grit my teeth in anger and shouted.
"AAAAARRRRGGGGHHH!"
A shockwave emanated from me, sending much of the furniture and accessories in my room flying, some of it even being destroyed.
I will kill Colt Remington!
No, I'll kill his daughter in front of him! Watch him break down mentally, then kill him!
In fact, perhaps I'll defile him in front of his daughter, traumatizing the poor girl, kill her, then kill him!
Yes, that would work! I will make him suffer!
I will make him pay!
I will make him accept my love!
I blinked.
Wait…what…?
I snarl.
Now that man has me confused!
Perhaps this was his plan all along? Make me have mixed emotions like this? Throw me off my game?
That bastard is more cunning than I realized.
No matter. I can still function even in the mental state I'm in.
And once I see that bastard again, he will rue the day he crossed paths with me….
After he accepts my lo-.
GODDAMN IT!
(My POV)
I had a neutral expression on my face, but inside?
I was losing it.
Raven Branwen was in my room, her hand gripping her weapon. Ready to draw it if necessary.
Violet was looking back and forth between the two of us, her bunny ears bobbing adorably.
…
…
Violet got out of bed and approached the woman.
"Er, Violet? Please stay away from the scary lady."
Raven's stare bore into me when I said that.
Violet stared up at Raven and cupped her chin.
"She doesn't seem so scary, Daddy."
Oh, you adorable naïve little bunny girl, you.
My daughter circled around Raven, sizing her up. The woman's eyes followed after the little bunny as she finished her inspection….
"Okay," Violet finally said.
"Okay?"
"I approve," she emphasized with a nod.
Approve? What is she…NO!
"Violet! What did I say about doing shi- stuff like this?!"
She wagged her finger at me. "Almost said a swear, Daddy."
"Answer me, young lady!"
"But you're always so lonely! And if you keep ignoring all the women in your life-."
What women?! There's only you, damn it!
Well…technically Amber as well, since I'm her bodyguard now. And I'll more than likely see Neo again, since I get another lap dance from her. And Coco and Velvet will be here at Beacon, no doubt hanging around me to tease me (Coco) or hang out with Violet (Velvet…and I guess Coco as well). Not sure if I should count Winter, since I have no idea if I'll see her again, especially since if things go the way I hope, the Atlas Military won't have a reason to act as security for the Vytal Festival.
"Daddy?"
Goddamn it, I lost myself to my thoughts.
"Er, sorry. Anyway, no! Stop trying to set me up with women!"
"I didn't even have to try this time! She came to you all by herself! Besides, everyone deserves a special some-."
I brought out the Claw.
"Eep!"
Violet ran to the door, opened it, and ran out into the hall.
Ha! That'll teach her to-.
Raven closed the door, locking it.
…
…
I've just gotten myself to be alone with the scary lady….
Errors have been made.
"Er, I shouldn't really leave my daughter to run off alone like that. I'll just-."
"Be quiet."
I did as I was told.
She took a step towards me, tilting her head in thought.
I simply just waited, hoping she wouldn't strike out at me. Her hand was still on her weapon, after all.
"What is my name?"
I blinked. "I beg your pardon?"
"You claim to have knowledge about certain individuals and key events. Knowledge that all would say you shouldn't really have. I wish to know if this is true."
She pulled lightly at her weapon, revealing the metal blade.
"Now answer the question."
I gulped. "R-Raven Branwen. Y-You're Qrow's sister."
Her eyes narrowed. "And?"
"…Y-You were Taiyang's first wife."
I could've sworn I saw something in her eyes for a brief moment. Some form of emotion, maybe? It went away just as fast as it came, so I couldn't tell.
She leaned closer, her sword being drawn a bit more. "Anything else?"
My eyes glanced at the gleaming metal of her blade before returning to her glaring eyes….
You know what? Screw it. It's about time I stop being intimidated by women who can kick my ass in forty different ways.
I stood up and looked her dead in the ey- wow, she's not as tall as I thought she'd be.
I know I'm a good 6'3", but still. I thought she'd at least be somewhere near the heights of the other adults. Ergo, taller than me. I'd wager she's a 6'1", 6'2"? Possibly six feet exact.
Wait, I was supposed to say something. Damn it, I went off topic again!
"You wanna know what else I know? I know that you're a terrible excuse of a mother."
She blinked, not expecting that. "Excuse me?"
"You abandoned your own daughter!"
"Did you not just scare your own daughter off?" she countered.
"That's completely different, and you know it! And you abandoned Yang for what? A bunch of bandits?"
Her eyes narrowed. "You would do well to choose your words carefully when speaking of my tribe."
"But them over your husband and daughter?"
She growled and looked away. "I had my reasons. I don't need to justify them to a stranger like you."
She turned back to me. "But I suppose Qrow was right. You have information that you shouldn't be in possession of."
Well, technically I didn't find out about the tribe thing till later, but eh.
"Yes, I know. I'm the man who knows too much. We've established that. Now as I was saying-."
If it weren't for seeing faster attacks from Vert, I might not have been able to react as quickly as I did.
She fully drew her sword to slash at me, but I moved forward and grabbed her sword arm, avoiding the devastating blow.
She grunted. "Let go!"
"Hell no! I'm not dying today!"
Channeling the image of Segata Sanshiro, I judo flipped Raven to the other side of the room….
She landed on her feet, of course.
Oh well, not like I expected that judo flip to help much.
I grabbed a plate and flung it at her.
She simply cut it in half.
Damn it.
She leaped towards me, her sword poised to strike.
I think it's time I tried a different legend.
I charged and spun in the air.
ROUNDHOUSE KICK!
I managed to land a clean his to her head, sending her back a ways.
Chuck Norris rules all….
Well, it's still yet to be determined about Segata, but oh well.
I glanced at Raven to find her regaining her balance. She stood up and…huh, her mask was off.
Glancing to the left of her, I found it lying where she had landed after I judo flipped her. Must've come off when I did that….
And now that I'm getting a good look at her, I can see the similarities between her and Yang more clearly than on a computer screen, yet Raven has this more mature look that Yang doesn't. Still youthful, yet more mature.
And I'd be an idiot if I said this woman wasn't pretty.
She glared in my direction and charged with incredible speed.
I charged as well, but not for what she'd think. I ducked and slid under her as she flew over me and….
Whoops.
Er, um, I-.
Wait, activate your Semblance, you idiot!
I did so, and I was now invisible…but now I had the image of Raven's panties fresh in my mind.
I had completely forgotten that a part of her attire was a skirt.
By the way, she apparently wears a lacy lingerie type of panties….
I'll just, er, file that away in the "unnecessary yet wonderful-to-know" file and process it later.
You know, since Raven is apparently trying to kill me?
I got to my feet as carefully as possible without making noise. I slowed and quieted my breathing so as not to alert her to my position.
She turned to strike, but was left shocked at my sudden disappearance.
She let out a hum. "So you can turn invisible."
My knife. I needed my knife.
The problem? It's in the dresser next to my bed.
Which she's standing in front of….
Fuck, I needed to get her away from there.
Looking around, I found and grabbed a glass. I chucked it towards the other side of the room, the glass breaking into pieces.
Raven immediately shifted her gaze towards the sound, moving to investigate.
I took quiet steps towards the dresser, while Raven reached the sound and found the broken glass.
Alright, just need to pull out the drawer slowly.
I began pulling and-.
"There you are."
Fuck!
I pulled it out quickly and reached inside as Raven charged at me. I pulled out Dundee and moved it to block the incoming strike.
I pushed her off and got in a combat stance, my knife held out and ready to strike.
Alright…I don't know exactly what Raven is capable of. My only knowledge of her fighting style is that she uses a sword. A sword that can utilize Dust. She hasn't used this Dust yet, so I'm good for now.
I always thought of the blade as a sort of samurai sword, but she can wield it with one hand.
I've read fanfiction that had scenes where Raven fought, but those scenes are pretty much speculation.
Man, I really wish Rooster Teeth hadn't cut out Raven vs. JNPR. That way, I could've had some idea as to how to survive her fighting style.
I mentally sighed.
Oh well. I lasted a minute at least with Neo. I survived Fenrir (twice). I briefly fought Mercury. And I managed to hold my own against Qrow of all people.
I think I can survive Raven….
Maybe.
Possibly.
…Hopefully?
On second thought, never mind. I need to give her a reason to stop attacking me.
My eyes glanced at Dundee.
…
…
This could easily backfire on me, but…screw it.
I took slow methodical steps towards her.
Her eyes narrowed, her sword pointed at me.
As I got closer to her, my eyes glanced towards the nearby chair.
That'll do.
I grabbed the chair and threw it at her, going invisible as I did so.
She dodged to the right, but I was already charging her. I twirled around her weapon, bringing Dundee out to bear. I held it out, the knife heading towards her face.
And now to say something.
"Hey."
She flinched and turned towards where my voice came from.
Exactly what I wanted.
Dundee made its mark, grazing her cheek.
It was all that I needed.
I turned and backed up quickly, turning visible.
Raven had a hand to her cheek. She pulled it away and gazed at it.
What she saw shocked her.
Blood.
She had been cut…while she still had full Aura.
She quickly turned to me with a glare, to which I simply shrugged.
"Hey, you asked for it."
I waved Dundee at her. "Now that you know the kind of weapon I have, and the risk that comes with fighting someone in possession of this weapon, I suggest a ceasefire."
She raised an eyebrow. "You realize I can just disarm you of it, right?"
"True…but I was trained by Vert Bowman himself."
Her eyes narrowed. Guess even she knows of his reputation.
"He personally trained me in the art of using a knife should I ever be disarmed of my main weapons, and since I have this type of weapon at my disposal…let's just say it's in your best interest to tread carefully."
Part of that was a bluff. I was trained, but I'm pretty sure she can still disarm me of Dundee if she so desired.
I'm just hoping she buys my bluff.
…
…
"Hmph, very well."
She sheathed her sword. "I only wanted to see how skilled you were, anyway. You're playing a dangerous game with dangerous players…on both sides."
Yeah, don't need to tell me twice.
Raven touched the cut on her cheek to see if it was still bleeding. Which it was.
I sighed. "Hold on."
I walked towards a cabinet, pulling out a medical kit. I open it and pull out some cotton and rubbing alcohol.
I point towards my bed. "Sit down."
She scoffed. "It's a simple scratch."
"A scratch that's bleeding…and doesn't seem to be stopping."
She huffed and simply grabbed a napkin from the table, placing it against her cheek.
Oh for the love of-.
The door flew open.
"Hey Daddy! I came back to-."
She saw the state of the room.
"…Is this what happens when a man and a woman are left alone?"
I facepalm. "No, just-."
I pause…then grin maliciously.
I included Raven in the list of people that would not feel shame if Violet scolded them….
I said nothing about Violet convincing her to do something.
"Oh Violet? Can you ask the lady in black-?"
Ugh, I'm glad I never saw that movie.
"To sit down? She got a cut."
Violet gasped, then immediately moved towards Raven, inspecting her cheek.
"Mystery lady! Sit on that bed right now so Daddy can treat you!"
Raven gave her a blank stare. "…No."
Oh, she's going to regret saying that to Violet.
Violet frowned, closed her eyes, and sighed.
…
…
She then opened them, her signature puppy eyes out on display.
"Please?"
Raven blinked as she found herself sitting on my bed, with myself next to her.
"What just happened?"
"Violet happened," I answered nonchalantly.
Said little bunny was looking at a picture book, her legs swinging without a care.
I dabbed the cotton in alcohol and gently pressed it against her cut.
She winced, but said nothing.
Guess that's expected from someone like her.
"So," I began. "You were only testing me?"
She nodded. "Yes. I was simply making sure you would be prepared for what the future may hold."
"Can I ask why?"
"Ozpin and Qrow."
That's it. I'm switching Ozpin's coffee to decaf when he's not looking, and switching Qrow's booze with water.
That'll show 'em.
"It looked like you were trying to kill me, to be honest."
"I was."
…Wonderful.
I dabbed her cut again. She didn't wince this time.
I cleared my throat. "By the way…sorry that you'll have a scar on your cheek."
She waved it off. "It's a small one and nothing more. In any case, you were merely defending yourself."
Well, that eases my conscious a bit….
"Seriously though, you left your own daughter and husband for your tribe?"
She simply scoffed. "I have no reason to tell you. Besides, someone like you wouldn't understand."
"I don't think anyone would."
"Qrow knows why. He just doesn't like it."
Note to self: see if I can get Qrow to tell me why.
"In any case, there's something I'd like to know myself. Such as where you got your hands on an Aura-piercing weapon."
…Shit.
New using it would backfire on me.
"…I have no reason to tell you," I said in a tone similar to Raven's earlier.
She slowly drew her sword.
Oh shit.
"I-I found it?"
She deadpanned at me, still drawing her sword.
Fuck.
"...It was give to me."
She stopped and narrowed her eyes. "Bye who?"
"Sorry, that's all you get."
She started again, but I held out Dundee out. "I will use this against you."
Raven narrowed her eyes...then huffed, sheathing her sword.
Inwardly sighing, I stared at Dundee.
"…I don't suppose you'd be willing to keep Dundee a secret?"
"You named it Dundee?"
"Only I know what the name refers to. Now please answer me."
She frowned.
I honestly didn't think she'd go for it. I figured I'd have to explain myself to Ozpin and the others, then somehow state my case on why I should keep the weapon.
It wouldn't be easy-.
"Very well."
But I think that- wait, what?
"Huh?" was all I could say.
"I'm willing to keep it a secret…provided you do two things for me."
Of course.
I sighed. "And those are…?"
"First," she stated. "You will not inform Yang of me. I know she's going to Beacon, and so I ask you don't ever mention that you and I encountered each other."
I frowned a bit.
I mean, it's not like I was going to bring it up…I think.
I don't know, alright? What would me telling her that I met her mother accomplish? It's not like Raven would just show up here at Beacon again. She's obviously got her own business to tend to.
I mean, I could say that Ozpin and Qrow have met with Raven, so that she could bug them about it. But I guess that's out of the question now.
"And the second?" I asked.
She stared me straight in the eye. "…You owe me a favor."
"…What?"
"You heard me."
"…Can I ask what that favor will entail?"
She shrugged, nonchalantly glancing away from me. "Who knows? It could be anything, really."
I deadpan. "Seriously?'
"Indeed. I won't tell you what it is until I need it."
I gawked. "H-Hell no! I'm not agreeing to something without knowing what it is!"
"Oh, but you will," Raven stated rather sinisterly. "You will if you don't want me to inform Ozpin about your little knife that you've been keeping secret. And I don't think you want others to find out about that knife and its properties. That kind of weapon isn't looked upon too fondly ever since they purged the Kingdoms of that weapon. And anyone found in possession of it could very well be ostracized from the people, looked upon worse than even the Faunus are in discrimination. So you will agree to what I want. Even though what I want is something mysterious. Something that could potentially be frightening."
"Something…that could even be pure evil."
…
…
"You're not gonna ask for a $20 copay, are you?"
She blinked. "What?"
"Nothing, just…remembered something is all."
I really do miss Red vs. Blue.
Also…something about what she just said doesn't sit right with me….
Well, obviously all of it was bad, but that's not what I meant.
"Are you…screwing with me?"
"…"
"…"
"…Then it's agreed."
Wait, what?
"You won't tell Yang about me and owe me a favor, and I won't say anything about Dundee's identity."
"Now, wait just a minute!"
She stood up. "Thank you for patching me up, but I must take my leave."
"Wait, no! I didn't agree to jack shit!"
"SWEAR!"
Violet was suddenly in front of me with the swear jar.
"Not now, Violet!"
Raven retrieved her mask, then sliced her weapon down to open her signature portal.
She looked back to me and smirked. "I'll return to claim that favor when you least expect it."
"B-But-!"
"By the way, you've been in nothing but your boxers the entire time."
I look down at myself to find this to be the case….
Well, that's just great. I don't think there's anything that can surprise me anymore.
"You have an impressive physique," she admitted.
…I retract my last statement.
"Not as impressive as my former husband, but still."
Now that's just an unfair comparison. Taiyang is buff as shit!
Wait, was she checking me out?
"I'll be seeing you…Colt."
She placed her mask over her head and stepped into the swirling red gateway, the portal closing soon after.
…
…
"She seemed nice."
I facepalm at Violet's innocence.
"So are you gonna ask her out?"
I facefaulted.
"W-What?!"
"Oh come on, Daddy! She seems so cool. So mysterious. Plus, she trolled you! Granted, she could've done a better job of it, but I'm sure she'll learn as time passes."
She better not. Enough people screw with me as it is!
"Violet…no. Just no."
"But she's cool and mysterious!"
So is Blake, but you don't see people knocking on her doorstep to ask her out. Even if they are, it's probably partially so they can get to the Bellabooty, as fanfiction so dubs Blake's ass.
Degrading? Yes.
Fitting? Unfortunately for Blake, also yes.
Is it still a thing? More than likely.
Speaking of Blake, I wonder if I should try to make sure she and Sun become a thing.
Same with Jaune and Pyrrha.
And Ren and Nora.
I won't go anywhere near Weiss and Neptune, though. I'll leave that alone to either flourish or fester.
Depends how kind fate is to either one of them.
If I think about it, preventing the terrible events to come may actually cause these ships to set sail…well, Arkos and Black Sun anyway. Not sure about Renora. And again, I refuse to get involved with Weiss and Neptune. How that turns out is up to them….
Actually, forget the whole thing entirely. That'll just give me an unnecessary headache for the entirety that I'm here.
…
…
Unless Jaune's dense nature pisses me off to much, in which case, I will get involved in that little ship, headache be damned.
"By the way, you still swore a moment ago."
Violet held out the swear jar.
I sighed and went to get my wallet.
(Qrow POV)
I stared into my flask as Ozpin sipped his mug.
"Think she's done with him?"
I shrugged. "Not sure."
A red portal appeared in the office, and Raven stepped out.
"Ah, hello Raven," Ozpin greeted. "Good to see you after so long."
Raven glared at him.
"Still don't trust me. Good to know."
I rolled my eyes and turned to Raven. "Well?"
She stared at me…..and shrugged. "Vert trained him adequately."
If that old man was here when you said that, he'd kick your ass into next week….
Huh, I'd actually pay to see that.
"Were you able to get a good idea about the kind of man he is?" I asked.
She hummed. "If he really does bear ill intent towards you all, then he's doing a good job of hiding it. Otherwise, he's a simple man trying to get by with the hand he's been dealt."
And a pretty crappy hand he's been dealt. His village destroyed, all his friends' dead, the only people left being Vert and Violet.
Then again, I suppose getting on her shit list by crossing her will do that to a man.
Still, at least the kid's adjusting alright.
"Remind me again why Colt knows the information he does?" Raven asked.
I shrugged. "Claims he had a past life on a world where ours is nothing but fiction. An 'internet show'."
Jury's still out on whether he's right or not. I'll admit, I don't believe what I said about him either being a mind-reader or a prophet, but they make about as much sense as his crazy story.
Still…to be able to have guessed what Ozpin and Ruby were going to say in their conversation, as well as correctly guess that Roman Torchwick would rob that particular Dust store that Ruby was visiting.
If he keeps this up, I may actually believe the guy.
Raven scoffed. "Ridiculous."
"Be that as it may," Ozpin said. "He has done well in proving his claim and showing he's done nothing to earn our distrust."
Raven glared at Ozpin again before huffing. "Am I done here? Otherwise, I have business to tend to."
I scowled. "Let me guess. Another village to raid?"
Raven merely rolled her eyes, my comment clearly not affecting her, and made another portal appear.
Before she could step in, she turned back to Ozpin.
"By the way, you were right."
She smirked. "Screwing with him was quite amusing."
Ozpin chuckled. "Glad you agr-."
She went into the portal, not letting Ozpin finish. Guess she wanted to get away from the man, already.
"Well, that was just rude. I would at least hope we could've been civil."
I rolled my eyes and turned to Oz. "You told Raven to do that?"
"Indeed. A shame I couldn't have it recorded."
I shook my head. "Yeah, been a while since Raven screwed with someone…that someone being me."
Raven and I used to mess with each other in our youth. She had a calm demeanor, but at times, she'd let the troll in her let loose, and I was usually the target of her rare antics. Other times it was either Taiyang or Summer.
Guess we all got a bit of a troll in us. It's just sitting there, waiting to be let out.
"By the way," Ozpin said suddenly. "I know this is a bit of a sore spot, but I don't suppose you know if your sister still feels something for Taiyang?"
That…was an odd question to ask at this point.
"Well, she doesn't say anything about them when she randomly visits me. Doesn't even bother to ask. I give her an update on them, but she just grunts. I want to think that she still cares in some way, just keeping it in, but-."
I shook my head. "Wait, why are you even asking?"
Ozpin's mouth twitched. "Oh, no reason. Just wanted to know for…reasons."
"Ozpin-." I warned.
"Don't be hating on the shipping. Your sister is in the top five of the poll, after all. Which is surprising, since she's not even in the running."
He cupped his chin. "Perhaps she should be?"
"WHAT ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT?!"
"Let's just say Miss Valkyrie isn't the only one that can break the fourth wall."
I just gave the man a blank stare.
"Now then, let's see if a harem can actually happen with young Colt."
How the hell do I have respect for this man, again?
(My POV)
After that little…fiasco in my room, I changed into my usual clothes and had boarded a Bullhead, as the airships were still in Vale, awaiting to take the new and returning students of Beacon back to school for another year.
Now, I stood at the docking area, waiting for whoever would help me in picking out a new attire.
Ozpin still refused to tell me who I'd be meeting, saying it would be a nice little surprise.
Why would it be a surprise? The only answer I could think of was that I had met this person before.
But who did I meet that knew Ozpin and would help me in picking out clothes?
…
Wait.
Someone who knew a thing or two about clothes.
And that Ozpin knew.
He knows his students.
And one of those students happens to be an expert in fashion.
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…
Ozpin, when I get my hands on you I'll-!
"Damn, still a nice backside since I last saw you."
My blood ran cold at the sound of the temptress behind me.
A pair of slender arms wrapped around my neck as a body pressed against me. My nerves picked up the warmth of two soft orbs pressing into my back.
A sensual voice spoke into my ear.
"Hey champ," Coco purred. "It's been a while."
That's it. I give up. Nothing, and I mean nothing, will surprise me at this point.
(Winter POV)
"We'll be arriving in a few short hours, ma'am."
"Thank you, pilot."
I sipped my wine glass delicately, making sure not to spill a single drop. On my lap was the two files that General Ironwood had given me some weeks prior.
I picked up Colt's and frowned as I read a certain part of it.
Claims to have died in one world and been allowed to continue his life in ours, and that ours only exists as a source of fiction on his past world. Mental capacity questionable and may be a result of the fate that befell his village.
The man didn't seem crazy when I first met him. In fact, he seemed like a likeable person.
Then again…two years have gone by, and a lot can happen in two years.
Not to mention his village.
Colt, Violet and Vert…the only survivors.
She was sure the veteran Huntsman was taking it better since he's undoubtedly been through so much, but Colt and Violet….
How were they fairing?
I suppose I'll find out when I arrive.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. It must certainly be because Weiss will be there, and we've hardly spoken in a while, as my work tends to keep me busy.
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…
And I may or may not be looking forward to seeing Colt again.
Details, details.
A/N: Winter is coming….
I'm not ashamed.
Also…the other temptress (Coco) returns (the first being Neo, obviously).
Well, it was pretty much obvious that Coco was the one Ozpin got to assist in my new wardrobe.
My talk with Raven went…about as well as one could expect. Better, actually. Though, I feel I could've written that part better somehow. Can't help but feel that it lacks something.
And Cinder…well, her desire for me has to start with something like this, right? Don't worry, this will probably be the only time she'll be like that in a dream concerning the two of us. The rest will more than likely be of me being at her mercy.
And now we know Violet doesn't mind Raven possibly being her mother…if only she knew how terrible a mother she'd make.
Now, before anything else, let's take a look at the poll results so far:
Winter – 43 (Did I really write her that well?)
Harem – 39 (I thought I said not to vote for this?!)
Neo – 35 (Still need to get that second lap dance from the temptress.)
Amber – 32 (She's doing well, all things considered.)
Raven – 28 (This is because of the joke I made involving Qrow and Yang, isn't it?)
Cinder – 19 (You people are trying to kill me, aren't you?)
Velvet – 10 (A little disappointed she's down at the bottom, but oh well.)
Coco – 8 (Once again, a little disappointed. Guess I didn't write her or Velvet convincingly enough to warrant more votes)
Qrow – 7 (*hides face in hands* Oh god, how is he catching up to Coco and Velvet?)
Salem – 4 (*eye twitches* This is what I get for wanted to make a reference in the poll.)
Well, this is…a surprising turnout in votes. I'm disappointed that Coco and Velvet are so low in the poll, but I guess I didn't write them convincingly enough.
I'll see if I can rectify that with future chapters. If not…well, I tried.
Again, this poll is simply for fun, not to confirm the pairing. You vote on your favorite pairings of this story.
Speaking of pairings, I now have official names for the main ships:
Colt/Winter – Cold Steel
Colt/Neo – Silencer
Colt/Amber – Guardian
Colt/Coco – More Dakka
Colt/Velvet – Family Issues
That last one kinda leaves a bad taste in my mouth, since it makes a certain…implication, but the ship name perfectly encompasses the future situation me and Velvet will find ourselves in concerning Violet, so I'll just ignore the implication since it's not the case.
Anyway…since these two have somehow surpassed Coco and Velvet in votes so far (despite not being in the running), I ask for ship names for Colt/Raven and Colt/Cinder. I know the latter has had some suggestions (Gunfire, White Hot, and Redeemer), and I've been thinking about using Firearm for it, but I'd like to hear more suggestions.
And for the record, none of you better actually come up with ship names for Colt/Qrow or Colt/Salem. Those two were literally meant as a joke. So were Cinder and Raven, but the number of votes has persuaded me.
Whether I add Cinder and Raven to the running (or the harem, as most of you have decided to call it) is up for debate. Cinder is one thing, but Raven? I'd have to find a way to have her show up to Beacon more often, but I don't think-.
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Huh, I think I thought of something. I'll brainstorm after I post this.
Now then…how about an omake, huh?
Omake: The Ship Master and his Apprentice
"Thank you for coming to me on such short notice," Ozpin said.
"No problem," Violet said.
Ozpin sipped his mug. "Now…I'm sure you're wondering why I asked for you."
"That did cross my mind."
"Well, Miss Scarlatina…I'd like to offer you the chance to be my personal apprentice."
Violet tilted her head cutely. "Huh?"
"You see, I've noticed how you try to ship your father with various women."
"Ship?"
Ozpin went into lecturer mode. "Shipping: the art of getting two people, be they of the same or opposite sex, together in a relationship, romantic or otherwise."
He pushed his glasses up. "This is what you've been doing when it comes to your father, in the hopes of curing him of his loneliness and of granting you a mother."
Violet looked down in thought. "Shipping…shipping…sounds fun."
"It truly is."
He stared into Violet's eyes. "Become my apprentice and I shall teach you the ancient art of shipping. I will make sure you can properly ship your father with any woman, and in the end…perhaps even succeed so that he may no longer be alone, and so that you may have a mother in your life."
He held his hand out. "All you need do is take my hand."
Violet reached out tentatively, her hand shaking.
Could she do it? Could she learn the ancient art of shipping?
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…
She took his hand.
"Ok!"
Ozpin grinned. "Excellent!"
He let go of Violet's hand and quickly pulled down chart, revealing Colt surrounded by various people.
"Now, I've gathered data from Vert about the various women that Mr. Remington has encountered. However, it is incomplete since he wasn't around all the time. You, on the other hand, were."
He turned to Violet. "Any and all data you can spare would be greatly appreciated."
He pat her head. "Let me assure you that you will have a mother by the time we're done with your father."
Violet bounced in her seat with a grin. "Yay!"
Ozpin chuckled at her enthusiasm. "And who knows?"
He glanced at one word on the chart. "Perhaps that could become a reality."
Violet glanced at the word he pointed out.
"…Harem?"
"Yes, my child," Ozpin confirmed. "With this option, you can have multiple mothers. No one would be hurt, and everyone is satisfied."
Violet frowned. "I don't know. I brought this up with Daddy, and he only screamed in rage."
"Do not fret, my apprentice." Ozpin assures, holding her close. "You and I will make sure that he warms up to the idea."
He waved his hand in the air and gazed into some far off direction, Violet following his gaze.
"We will be sure that he…embraces the harem."
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…
"What are we looking at?" Violet asked.
"I don't know," Ozpin answered honestly.
A/N: O_O
Why do I even indulge this option? When I know I don't want it?
Random person: Because it's funny?
…Oh yeah.
Well, there you go. Violet is now the apprentice to Ozpin, the master of shipping….
What have I done?
Whether it's canon or non-canon to the story…eh, I may or may not leave a few hints here and there about it. It depends.
If you liked this and want to be kept up to date, be sure to follow and fav. Leave a review to tell me your thoughts (and any ship names for Colt/Cinder and Colt/Raven). And if you haven't, be sure to vote for your favorite pairings on the poll in my profile. It's gonna be open for a long time.
See you in the next update.
LATERS!
