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

Sorry again for the wait, but I can't help it. My PS4 and YouTube calls to me during whatever free time I can get in college.

Anyway, the review count just surpassed that of Phailen's Reiteration, which is awesome. Also, one of my favorite authors, Coeur Al'Aran, is now updating his stories once a week…AWESOME! I mean, I worry it'll be a bit much for him, but he assured me when I asked that he can handle it.

Last we left off, I got into a brief spar with Winter, I got the security footage without her knowing, got tricked to owe Ozpin instead of Qrow, and now I get to make my weapons with Ruby. Won't start with that yet, unfortunately, but it's in this chapter.

With that out of the way, ON WITH THE CHAPTER!


Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY.


(Amber POV)

"Vert?"

"Yes?"

"…Why does this room look like a Beringal went to town in here, then had to be destroyed by a truckload of fire dust?"

I'm not even kidding! Our new "security lounge" was a complete wreck!

Dust (not the resource) and soot everywhere.

The furniture completely worn and torn.

Wallpaper peeling.

The windows were cracked.

Hell, there were freaking spider webs in each corner of the room…top and bottom!

"To be fair, this room had been labeled off limits for reasons Ozpin wouldn't say."

Well, that certainly makes it better, doesn't it?

Winter was currently scrutinizing every part of the room, absentmindedly straightening out picture frames that had been crooked. When she was done, one of the frames fell to the floor with a crack.

Her eye twitched.

Heh.

Winter scowled. "Well, this certainly isn't what I was expecting."

Vert shrugged. "We were formed at what was essentially the last minute, and this was the only room available for us."

"But still…the state of this area is inexcusable! What even happened here?!"

"One of the professors, Peter Port, brought in a Beringal for one of his classes. It got loose and wrecked several areas, this one included. It was the last one before they managed to kill it with a bunch of Fire Dust."

I blinked. "…Wait, so what I said earlier-?"

"Was spot on, yes."

Huh…well, holy crap.

Winter rubbed her eyes with a sigh. "You won't find that kind of circumstance occurring in Atlas Academy."

Vert smirked. "Well, we're at Beacon, not Atlas. Best get used to it. I imagine many shenanigans will be had within Beacon's walls."

Oh joy.

I can tell Winter wasn't looking forward to it either, if her rubbing her head was anything to go by.

"Wow, this place is a dump."

And now she's here.

I turned to find Coco, Velvet, and Violet standing in the doorway.

"Winter!"

Violet ran up to the Specialist and hugged her knees.

"It's been so long!"

Winter gave a soft smile as she rubbed Violet's head. "It has, hasn't it?"

Violet tilted her head. "Was that you we heard shouting at Daddy earlier?"

Winter winced. "…You heard that, did you?"

"Yeah! What did he do?"

"Well, he, um…g-got on my bad side! Yes…."

"How?"

Winter bit her lip. Wonder why she doesn't want to say?

"He…well, that is to say, er…w-we had a friendly race and he took a head start! Yes, that's it."

…I'm calling bullshit on that.

"What?! Darn it, Daddy!"

However, Violet bought it hook, line, and sinker.

Winter breathed a sigh of relief that only I noticed.

Yeah, she was bullshitting.

Can't really call her out on it without proof, though. And I can't call Colt to ask since my scroll…broke earlier.

Totally not my fault, by the way.

"If you had a race with Colt," Vert began. "Then you had to have seen someone with him beforehand, right?"

Winter blinked. "Excuse me?"

"Well, I was talking to Colt through the scroll, and he said some brat called me a senile, old man."

I gawked. Did that person have a death wish? I mean, the only two people who can get away with a stunt like that would be Colt and Violet….

And I mean literally only those two.

I called Vert old once, and he chased me throughout Beacon and Vale. Didn't matter that I was the Fall Maiden who shouldn't have any harm come to her.

And here's the kicker…Ozpin wasn't even mad! Glynda was, sure, but not Ozpin. He just said:

"Amber, it would be easier for all parties involved if you didn't antagonize the (somehow still badass) veteran Huntsman who's sensitive about his age. Many headaches can be avoided this way."

And that's how I learned to never call Vert old.

Winter paled. "…I-I have no recollection of such a person."

…She hesitated just there.

"You sure? The person was a woman, apparently, and I'd wager she destroyed Colt's scroll since I lost the signal."

I heard a sharp intake of breathe come from Winter. Almost like she had something to hide.

Wait.

"W-Well," she stuttered before returning to her stoic look. "Colt was alone when I ran into him, so I imagine whoever you're referring to left long before I arrived."

Vert sighed. "Damn."

"SWEAR!"

Violet held up the swear jar.

"That word doesn't count!"

"Yes it does!"

While those two argued more, I studied Winter more closely. She seemed relieved that the topic had been changed….

There's no way.

Was she the one that called Vert old and senile?

"Well, I-."

Vert would've continued, but a ringing sounded form his pocket. He pulled out his scroll and raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know this number."

He answered it. "Hello?"

"Oh, Colt!"

I noticed Winter pale to a deathly white.

"A new scroll, eh? What happened to your old one?"

Winter paled even more.

"You…dropped it in a fountain?"

I adopted a dumbfounded look. Seriously, Colt?

It didn't escape my notice that Winter looked dumbfounded as well.

"Well, whatever. Now, where's the brat that insulted me?"

Winter paled again.

"Kid, she could be 40 for all I care, and I'd still call her a brat. Now where. Is. She?"

"Really, now?"

His eyes flickered towards Winter. "And you're sure about that?"

"No, I'm not calling you a liar."

"Alright, I'll ask. Talk to you later, then."

Vert hung up his scroll and stared at it for a bit.

"…Winter."

"Y-Yes?"

"…Did you call me old and senile?"

…Well, shit.

Violet facepalmed. "Oh no."

Coco and Velvet were the only ones not in the know about this.

"Wait, what?" Coco asked.

Winter shakily raised a hand. "N-Now, Vert, this isn't as it seems."

"Oh, how so?"

Winter gulped. "W-Well, it just…slipped out?"

Vert sighed. "Well, I'm sorry to say that I can't let this stand."

He pulled out his bow and pulled back an arrow.

"Now, just hold still, and this'll be over in a second."

I was conflicted.

On the one hand, being on the receiving end of Vert's wrath isn't fun, and I'm pretty sure Winter won't get any special treatment. And as a Maiden, it's my duty to protect all….

On the other hand, letting this happen means less competition for Colt.

Well, it was nice knowing her.

Not really.

"N-Now, Vert. I'm sure we can come to a understand-."

"Nope."

As he was about to let the arrow fly, Winter suddenly pointed behind us.

"My word! That man is taking pictures of Violet! Pedophile!"

A rage filled the four of us as we turned behind us, Vert with five arrows drawn, Coco with a huge ass minigun (that made me wonder how she carried that), Velvet suddenly looking feral, and myself activating my Maiden powers to burn the bastard that dared thought he could get away wi-!

And no one's there.

We blinked in confusion…then realization hit us as we turned back to Winter….

Only to find the Specialist gone and a window open.

Vert pulled up his hood. "And so the hunt begins."

The veteran Huntsman jumped out the window in pursuit of his prey.

The four of us could only stare dumbfounded.

Coco slowly turned to me. "…Is this his reaction every time someone mentions his age?"

"Yes."

"…" Coco leaned to Velvet for a whisper. "Don't mention the old guy's age."

"Noted," Velvet whispered back.

Violet sighed. "Well, I hope Winter makes it out okay. She's nice! And a potential person to date Daddy!"

I ground my teeth together.

Coco blinked again. "Wait, her also?"

"Yup!" Violet nodded.

Coco leaned to Velvet again. "Okay, the competition's a bit tougher than I'd like it to be, but we can manage."

"Can you please leave me out of it?"

"Nope."

Velvet sighed.

Maybe I can convince Velvet to side with me if she's so reluctant?

"Hey, wait a minute! Grandpa Vert swore twice and didn't pay the penalty fee!"

Violet made to jump out the wi- wait, no!

Velvet and I quickly grabbed her before she could jump. "D-Don't go out that way!"

Violet pouted. "But grandpa did it."

"He's a Huntsman. You're a little girl."

"…Phooey."

Violet slumped in sadness….

"But, you can go after him on foot."

Violet brightened up. "Oh yeah! No one escapes the swear jar!"

Violet picked up the jar and ran out the room….

"We should probably go with her," I suggested.

"Yeah." (Coco)

"Definitely." (Velvet)

The three of us quickly followed after the little bunny.


(My POV)

I grinned as I hung up the phone….

Hey, I was only joking before, but then Winter went and stomped my foot.

Twice!

With armored feet!

It hurt!

…A lot!

I deserved some form of payback.

Admittedly, I was a little hesitant since Vert's been known to go a bit…too far in his "lessons of respect", but I'm sure Winter can survive.

At least until I'm done here with my new weapons.

THWACK!

"Ow!"

Speaking of which-.

I hopped on one foot and nursed my shin after Ruby kicked it.

"Why?!"

"We're about to get started and you stop to make a call?!"

"It was important!"

"Unless it's family, nothing is more important than crafting a weapon!"

"Well, it was…technically."

Vert's basically been like a father to me for so long now, it may as well be official.

Ruby narrowed her eyes. "You're not lying just avoid another shin kick, are you?"

I raise my hand. "I swear on my life."

"…" Ruby nodded. "Right, now back to work!"

Yang chuckled near the entrance. "Suppose I should've warned you about Ruby's thing for weapons."

Well, I already knew beforehand, but it still would've been a nice sentiment. Maybe even get me to dislike the blonde le-.

"I DON'T HAVE A WEAPON FETISH!"

I turned to Yang. "How many times did you say that to her before it got stuck in her head?"

She sheepishly grinned. "In hindsight…too many times."

Goddamn it, Yang. You just lost some points…not that you had any to begin with. In fact, I'm pretty sure you were in the negative with me to begin with….

My point still stands.

With a sigh, I turned to Ruby. "Word of advice: maybe not say that out loud in public? Less awkwardness and misunderstandings that way."

"R-Right," Ruby stuttered with an embarrassed blush.

She shook her head. "A-Anyway, do you have an idea of what your weapons should be like?"

I nodded and pulled out a rolled up schematic from my coat.

I had over a week since meeting Ruby to come up with a sort of design for what Lucky and MM versions 2.0 would look like. Thanks to help from Vert, a bit of advice from Qrow and Amber, and the image of a revolver I liked using in a certain video game….

Let's just say Lucky and MM will have more stopping power than ever before.

Recoil might be a problem, but I intend to address that while making the weapons.

Not to mention the bit about reloading the entire chamber at once instead of one bullet at a time.

The scythe portion would also be upgraded to be more akin to a pickaxe. As in, the top part will be a pickaxe, yet the blade of a scythe will be below it. This way, I can use it like a climbing tool, yet still utilize it as a weapon for bringing down on an opponent or swinging the blade part at them.

Kinda like Lara Croft in the Tomb Raider reboot.

I'll call it…a pick-scythe.

Why make it like this? Well…if I'm going to get knocked around a lot, I'd like to be able to stop myself from going too far by planting my weapon on the ground.

And again, it's still a scythe. Blade and all. Just with the added ability to use it as a one-sided pickaxe.

I showed the weapon design to Ruby. "What do you think?"

She gave the schematic an analytical look.

"Not sure how I feel about you moding a pick to the scythe."

I sighed. "It's still a scythe, just more akin to a pickaxe."

She frowned. "I suppose."

She looked up at me. "Are you sure about this?"

"Definitely."

She pursed her lips…then smiled.

"Right! Let's get to it!"

Before she could move, I grabbed her shoulder.

"Actually, I recently got into a bit of a…tussle-."

"Like the sprout?"

It took all of my will power to hold in a snicker.

"No, a tussle. Like a fight or a brawl."

"Oh…wait, you mean Uncle Qrow, right?"

"…Er, no. Someone else."

No need for that little debacle with Winter to get out just yet.

"Anyway, I was wondering if-."

I whispered the idea in her ear.

Her eyes widened…then she grinned.

"Oh yeah, we can definitely add that."

She clapped her hands together. "Let's get started!"

I couldn't help but feel giddy inside.

I was about to make a weapon with Ruby Rose!

This is gonna be awesome!


(Five hours later)

I let my head smack the table as I groaned.

Ho-ly crap…five hours!

That's how long this took!

It would've been longer had I not reused some parts from my broken weapon.

But still…it's finally done.

Lucky and Mysterious Magnum.

Version 2.

I gazed at the new revolvers…well, technically they were based off a revolver from the "past", but still.

Which revolver, you might ask?

Well…not really a "real" revolver.

It was form a video game. And I just loved using that revolver because of its awesome stopping power!

Guess that's why it was called a Hand Cannon….

Bioshock Infinite was the shit, and I won't hear any arguments that say otherwise.

I flipped both revolvers around to grip them by their barrels. I pressed a switch with my fingers.

The grips began to shift a complete 180 so as to face away from me. They also thinned and shortened until they took the form of what I called a pick-scythe.

I swung the pick-scythes around so as to test how swift they were. Seeing as this was essentially the Hand Cannon, and the fact I chose to add a third modification to my weapon, the two revolvers would no doubt be heavier and bulkier.

Which turned out to be true.

As I swung them…there was a bit of effort, but nothing a bit of training and weight lifting couldn't fix.

Now…how about we try out that third feature, huh?

I retracted the pick-scythes and flipped the Hand Cannons so they were held by the grip.

I made to activate the third feature-.

BEEP-BEEP!

Only to receive a call on my scroll.

Ruby, who had been watching me, pouted. "Boo!"

Yang chuckled.

With an eye roll, I pulled my scroll to find that it was Amber.

I answered. "Hello?"

"COLT, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

"…Winter?"

Why's she calling me on Amber's scroll?

"GIVE ME THAT!"

There's Amber.

There was a bit of struggling before the sound of someone crashing into something was heard.

"Hey, Colt."

"Amber, what's going on?"

"Well, after you decided to rat out Winter to Vert-."

"I was only joking the first time! But then she stomped my foot! Twice! With armored feet, no less! I was justified in getting payback!"

"I never said I wasn't okay with it."

An indignant "hey!" came from Winter in the background.

"In any case, there's payback…then there's sicking Vert on her for five hours."

"Well, I-." I paused. "Wait, he's still after her?"

"You're talking about the guy who went after the Fall Maiden, me, someone who's not supposed to be harmed, for calling him old."

…Fair point.

"But yeah, you might want to maybe convince Vert to let this go."

I deadpanned. "You want me to convince the veteran Huntsman who kicks anyone's ass for commenting on his age to let it go?"

"…Can you?"

The obvious answer is no, but….

I sighed. "I'll see what I can do."

"Great. We're here outside the auditorium. Better hurry before-."

"THERE YOU ARE!"

"OH CRAP!"

"SWEAR!"

The line got cut.

Goddamn it.

I sighed.

"What's wrong?" Ruby asked.

"Well…I might have caused a situation that spiraled out of control."

The only question now was how to fix it?

I mean, literally nothing could stop Vert from disciplining those that disrespect him. Hell, not even Violet's pout did anything! Granted, when I tried that, he hesitated…for about five seconds. After that, he went to town on whoever commented on his age.

Either I need to find someone stronger than Vert to subdue him, or somehow get the pout to work this time around. But that would require making it look cuter….

Or adding another pout.

I slowly turned my head to Ruby.

She seemed wary of my look. "C-Colt?"

"…You think you could help me a second time?"


I deadpanned at the sight before me….

Seriously, Vert?

I found the groaning bodies of Coco and Velvet on the ground. Tending to them was a humming Violet.

The entire area was covered in craters and soot. Pillars were toppled, and a random student (is that Jaune?) became collateral damage in the form of being stuck upside down in a tree.

Winter and Amber currently had their weapons out and pointed at Vert, who was already lining up two arrows.

That's it. Vert and I need to have a serious talk about his sensitivity to his age.

"Hey, Violet. How are those two?"

Violet looked up at me and beamed. "Hi Daddy! Well, Coco took an explosive arrow to the chest, while Velvet got launched really high into the air before crashing down."

…Yeah, definitely need to have that talk.

I sighed. "Come on. We need to stop this."

Violet frowned. "How? You know how Vert gets."

"Yeah, well we're gonna try the pout again."

"But it didn't work before."

"This time, you'll have help."

I moved to my right.

Violet's eyes widened before she squealed. "Ruby! Yang! Hi!"

Yang chuckled. "Hey, Vi."

Ruby's eyes went wide at the destruction. "Whoa~."

I sighed. "Yeah, that's what Vert's capable of."

Ruby blinked. "Wait…Vert Bowman?"

"Yeah…why?"

Ruby was ecstatic. "Oh my gosh! The Vert Bowman! I thought he was dead!"

You and everyone else, Ruby. You and everyone else.

"Can you ask him to give me his autograph?!"

"…How about after we calm him down?"

She nodded. "Right!"

"Good. Come on, Violet."

The three of us moved towards the Huntsman and Huntresses while Yang stayed back with Coco and Velvet.

I could make out the conversation between the three up ahead.

"N-Now, Vert. Sometimes we say things without thinking and-."

"Don't matter."

"Vert please, I-."

"Begging won't help."

Amber sighed. "This is getting ridiculous."

I chose that moment to speak up. "You got that right."

Everyone turned to me.

Winter glared and pointed. "You!"

"Yes, me."

I turned to Vert. "You need to let this go."

"No."

"Can't you see this has gone far enough?"

"Really? How so?"

I deadpanned and gestured at the destruction.

"…And your point is?"

I groaned. "Vert, seriously. You keep going overboard with shit like this."

"SWEAR!" came the voices of Ruby and Violet behind me.

…These two are gonna be a handful, I can tell. Yet I'm still glad they met.

Vert huffed. "Well, if Winter simply held still, this would be over quickly."

"Yeah, about that…five hours, Vert? Really?"

He shrugged. "What can I say? She isn't a Specialist for nothing."

"…So are you gonna stop, or-?"

"No."

Well, he brought this upon himself.

"Violet, Ruby? Do your thing."

Both girls stepped ahead of me and moved in front of Vert.

Vert raised an eyebrow. "And just what do you two intend to do?"

Both girls took a deep breath….

And unleashed their secret weapon.

The way Vert reacted, you would think he had been pistol-whipped.

"Er, t-this didn't work the last time! It won't work just cause there's two of ya."

Their pouts remained.

"S-Seriously, stop!"

Their pouts intensified.

I could see from Vert's face that his resistance was fading.

The girls decided one last push would do it….

A single tear escaped their eyes.

Vert shielded his eyes. "Blasted all, fine! Just stop already!"

And there it is.

Ruby and Violet grinned and high-fived each other.

"Great!" Violet cheered. "So, no more hunting Winter?"

He sighed. "No. No more hunting Winter."

Said Specialist sighed in relief. Amber frowned a bit, almost like she was disappointed. But that made no sense at all.

A glint appeared in Vert's eye. "However-."

He quickly drew an arrow and launched it towards Winter.

Her guard was down, and the arrow flew so fast she barely had any time to react.

POW!

Winter fell flat on her back, groaning.

I blinked….

Was that the-?

Violet gave a cute glare. "Vert!"

The man chuckled. "What? If I couldn't dish out the usual punishment, then I'd need to do something else. And I always wanted to try that arrow."

I moved towards the arrow and picked it up, paying extra attention to the object that replaced the usual arrowhead….

"Um, Vert? Is this a-?"

"That's my newest arrow! The Boxing Glove arrow! Patent pending."

"Have you ever heard of Green Arrow?"

Vert blinked. "Huh?"

"Nothing. Never mind."

I tossed him the arrow back. "So, you done then?"

He caught it. "Yep, I'm good."

Violet stepped up. "Good! Because…SWEAR!"

She held up the jar for both of us.

We sighed and put in the Lien.

"Ahem."

We both froze, then turned to find Ozpin and Glynda standing a ways from us, the latter glaring.

Ozpin gestured at the area. "Care to explain this?"

Well shit.


(Violet POV)

I sat in the room my Daddy and I stayed in, swinging my legs without a care.

Daddy and the others adults got taken to somewhere to talk privately after the Goodwitch lady fixed everything with her magic wa-, I mean riding crop.

Ruby and Yang went off to find where the other first years were at, while Coco and Velvet, after finally waking up, took me back to the room.

They stayed with me while we waited for Daddy.

"So," Coco asked. "What's that you're drawing there?"

"Plans to get Daddy to date someone."

"Really?" she asked, suddenly interested.

"Yup!"

Velvet sighed. "Violet, I don't think you should be doing something lik-."

"Now hold on, Velvs," Coco interrupted. "Let's not completely dismiss this just yet."

She leaned in. "Whatcha got then?"

"Well, for you, it's really quite simple. Since you helped Daddy with his shopping, he owes you a favor, doesn't he?"

"Yeah."

"Well, use that to get him to hang out with you for a date!"

…Coco smirked.

"Yeah, that'd certainly work."

Her smirk turned sinister. "Though I can't help but want to use that favor for…something else."

"Really? What?"

"That's a secret."

I pouted. "Phooey."

I shook my head. "Anyway, for Velvet, there's-."

"Don't involve me in this!"

"But why?"

"B-Because…he's your father! And I'm your sister!"

I tilted my head. "And?"

Coco cupped her chin. "To be fair, you're not actually related…but yeah, I guess I can see how that's a really gray area."

"E-Exactly!"

"So then why do you get nervous whenever you're around him from time to time?"

Velvet actually had a brief look of guilt before hiding it. "T-That's for…a different reason. I-I don't wanna talk about."

Coco frowned. "Now hold on-."

The door opened.

I beamed. "Daddy!"

I ran to him and hugged his legs.

He smiled and pat my head. "Hey Violet."

I looked up at him. "So, how'd it go? Were you in trouble?"

"…Not really? I mean, when I mentioned that Winter commented on Vert's age, Ozpin immediately let it go, much to Glynda's chagrin I might add."

"Oh…well, that's goo-."

"Winter's still pisssed at me, though."

And there it is.

I sighed. "Darn it, Daddy."

"Hey, she stomped my foot twice!"

"And payback required sicking Vert on her for five hours?"

"…Okay, I admit it went a bit far, but-."

"No buts, Daddy! You need to apologize to her!"

"And I will…later. Right now, I need to watch the first years."

Coco gave a mock gasp. "Wow! I didn't know you were into that kind of thing."

He deadpanned. "Seriously?"

She shrugged.

Daddy sighed. "Right, well if you two could leave? I need to get ready."

"What? We can't have a show?"

"COCO!"

She laughed and stood up. "Alright, alright."

She swayed past him and gently slid a hand across his cheek. "See you later, handsome."

I noticed Daddy watched her leave before shaking his head.

"I swear she's a temptress."

"She can be like that sometimes," Velvet agreed.

She walked past Daddy. "See you later. Bye Violet."

"Bye Velvet!"

The door shut.

Daddy sighed. "Right, well I need to get ready."

He grabbed a few of the bags from before and took them to the bathroom.

I still don't know what he bought.

While he was changing, I decided to peek inside the other bags to see what he got.

I found a small officer uniform, a baton, and- was that a Taser?

I searched more and even found some shades and an officer hat….

Did Daddy buy this for me?

"How do I look?"

I turned and- wow!

"You look so cool!"

He grinned. "I knew you'd think that."

Daddy looked so serious! He had all this cool gear on his belt and some square thing on his wrist. The shades and cowboy hat seemed like a nice touch.

He put on deep gritty voice. "Call me…Dredd."

I giggled, then pointed at his wrist. "What's that?"

He held his arm up to his chest, and the thing expanded into a shield shaped like a rectangle that had a small window on it.

"It's a riot shield. I figured that I'd need it, so I got it."

He retracted it.

I pointed at what I pulled out. "What's this extra stuff?"

He grinned. "Oh, that's for you."

…Huh?

"Go try it on."

I stared at the uniform, then up at Daddy.

"Are you sure?"

"Trust me."

…Okay, then.

With a shrug, I took the stuff and went into the bathroom.


(My POV)

Violet came out a few minutes later and- OH MY GOD, SHE'S ADORABLE!

"How do I look?"

She was in her little officer uniform, shades over her eyes, hat on her head, and the baton and Taser at her belt.

"You look…intimidating."

Not really, but she will be once she starts using her baton and Taser.

She raised a hand up. "HALT! In the name of the law!"

She giggled afterwards.

"So, why'd you get me this?"

"…Because I thought it would be funny seeing you stop people and get them to respect your authority- I mean, authoritah."

Also so that she could tase Cardin is he ever bullied Velvet and I wasn't there.

She blinked. "Isn't it pronounced 'authority'?"

"Yes…but it's funnier if you say, or yell, authoritah."

Violet hummed…then suddenly yelled.

"RESPECT MY AUTHORITAH!

I wiped a tear from my eye. They grow up so fast.

She giggled. "You're right. It is funnier that way."

She tilted my head. "Wait…am I part of security then?"

"Well, I'd rather not leave you alone in the room, and Coco and Velvet will be busy with classes and schoolwork. And while I know there are shifts, I think it'd be funny if you were a part of the detail in your own way."

"…I guess."

"Now, I got you that baton and Taser to use for defense. Seeing as you're on the short side, you can only strike at the legs with the baton. There's also the area where it hurts most, but that's a last resort."

She nodded. "Okay."

"As for the Taser…um, that's also a last resort. Don't go using it willy nilly unless it's serious."

"Right."

"And I mean it. The last thing I need is to hear that you're tasing people left and right."

"Okay."

"And furthermore-."

"Daddy!"

I chuckled. "Sorry. Just making sure."

She rolled her eyes. "Okay, I got it the first time."

I chuckled and pat her head.

The door opened. We turned to find it was Amber.

She stared at the two of us….

"Why is Violet dressed like that?"

"I'm gonna be part of security!"

Amber gave me a raised eyebrow.

"I need to clear it with Ozpin, but I think he'll like the idea."

If the troll in him is strong enough.

Amber went back to looking at Violet.

"…Did you buy her a Taser?"

"Yup."

"…Why?"

"Cause it'll be hilarious."

She deadpanned at me.

"Anyway, how do I look?"

She gave me a onceover.

"…Do you really need all those grenades?"

"Yes."

You never know what could happen.

"Also got me a riot shield."

She deadpanned again. "I think you might be going overboard with this."

"Actually, the riot shield's a smart idea if you think about it."

"Still overboard."

"Stop raining on my parade."

She smirked.

Ugh.

I gestured to Violet. "Anyway, watch Violet tonight? Ozpin told me I need to watch the first years."

"…Didn't think you were into that kind of thi-."

"AMBER!"

She laughed.

Double ugh.

I sighed, then pat Violet on the head. "Later Violet."

"Bye Daddy!"

I walked past Amber, giving her a smile, one that she returned.

Time to deal with the kids.


"Alright, now I'll keep this plain and simple!"

Every first year had their attention on me as I spoke loudly.

"Boys on the right, girls on the left! No one tries any funny business with the opposite sex!"

I paused. "…Or same sex, if you swing that way!"

Gotta be fair.

I heard groans. Whether it was for the first, second, or both warnings was debatable.

"I'll be keeping an eye on you all for the night to make sure this is so!"

I made sure I said all this in a clear and confident tone. To make sure they knew I was serious, and that I wouldn't take any of their bullshit.

"Alright, dressing rooms are down the hall! Boys on the right and girls on the left! Best put on your sleeping clothes and set up your sleeping bags, cause curfew starts…now!"

The students picked up their belongings and moved. Some chose to set up their sleeping bags first to get a good spot, while others chose to go to the dressing rooms and change.

Alright, this would be simple. Just make sure none of them try any funny business with each other. I mean, how hard can it be?

I feel like I just invoked Murphy's Law.

…Eh, I'm sure it'll be fine.

As I was about to sit down, one of the new students caught my eye.

She was shorter than the rest, probably even shorter than Ruby. Her hair was black with white streaks and was tied in twin ponytails, and her eyes were a mint green.

Her attire was that of a black blouse that exposed her midriff, a white ribbon on the collar, a black knee-length skirt with white belt, and black shoes with white legwarmers.

I blinked.

Wait…hadn't I seen that kind of look before?

Y-Yeah! In Volume 3! That was the disguise for…disguise for….

Oh no.

My worst fears came true when the girl looked at me a blinked, her green eyes changing to those I hoped they wouldn't.

Brown and pink.

She blinked again, the eyes going back to green. She smirked and winked at me before leaving to the dressing rooms, her hips swaying.

I watched her go, half for the swaying hips, and half in fear.

Those eyes just revealed a terrible situation.

Neo had infiltrated the school.


A/N: Dun dun duuuuuuuuuuunnnn!

I think this is a nice cliffhanger to end on.

Neo is back, bitches! And she's here to stay! I can already hear all the Silencer fans rejoice as the other ship fan bases curse the mute ice- cream girl's name! It's about time she made a comeback in the shipping, right?

So anyway, I got my weapons built, with a secret third feature that will be revealed near the end of this arc, which isn't long. Maybe two or three chapters.

I managed to get Vert to (sorta) let the issue with Winter go…only for him to pull out the famous Boxing Glove arrow!

It'll be a running gag, I assure you.

And don't worry Cold Steel shippers, I'll apologize to Winter.

And Violet has her little uniform now…yes, her being in the security detail will be a thing. Not as a mascot, mind you, as I think that might be offensive since she's a Faunus.

Now for the omake…remember when I mentioned Vert going after Amber when she called him old?


Omake: Hunt for the Maiden


As soon as the airship landed, Amber sprinted out onto the port, making a beeline for the city.

All she had said was that maybe old age was catching up to him! Why was he doing this?!

He knows she's not supposed to be harmed! Yet here she is running from harm!

She managed to reach the city during the busiest time of day.

She sighed. "Okay…there's no way he'll try to get me in this heavily populated area."

"THERE YOU ARE!"

Amber paled and turned to find Vert standing atop a lamp post.

"V-Vert, I-."

She didn't get to finish as the veteran Huntsman fired several explosive arrows towards her, ignoring the fact this was a public area.

Random people screamed as the explosions sent several of the flying.

"V-Vert! Innocent people!"

"COLLATERAL DAMAGE!"

He sent more arrows towards Amber.

She ran away, each arrow exploding behind her and sending more people flying.

She ran into an amusement park and stopped near several kids enjoying the rides.

"Okay, there's no way he'll fire arrows at the place where children play."

Vert suddenly appeared atop the Ferris wheel.

"FIREING ARROWS WHERE THE BRATS PLAY!"

He fired his explosive arrows, sending several kids flying and screaming.

"VERT, WHY?!"

"COLLATERAL DAMAGE!"

He continued to fire, causing Amber to run away.

This time, she ran into a homeless shelter.

"Okay, there's no way he'll fire arrows where the homeless stay."

Vert kicked the door down.

"FIRING ARROWS WHERE THE HOMELESS STAY!"

Arrows went flying, as did the homeless people.

Amber ran out of there and into a rest home.

"Okay, there's no way he'll fire arrows at all these elderly people."

Vert crashed through the window.

"FIRING ARROWS AT THE ELDERLY PEOPLE!"

Explosions. Elders flying everywhere.

Amber ran out and found herself hiding in an alleyway and panting.

"Wow, he really wants to get me for calling him old."

"AHA!"

Amber paled and immediately ran down the alleyway, only to find it was a dead end.

She slowly turned to find…no one there?

"Wha-?"

A chilling whisper sounded. "Above you."

Her eyes widened and she looked up.

Vert descending upon her like death itself.

She only had time to let out a scream of terror.


"AND THAT'S NOT EVEN COUNTING ALL THE INJURIES!"

Vert simply stood picking his ear with his pinky. Amber was currently rocking back and forth on the ground, mentally scarred.

"N-Not old. N-Not old."

"AND YOU'VE MENTALLY SCARRED THE FALL MAIDEN! THE ONE PERSON WHO'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HARMED!"

Before Glynda could continue to rip into Vert, Ozpin raised his hand, silencing her.

He gave Vert a long stare.

The veteran Huntsman returned it with a shrug.

"Amber, it would be easier for all parties involved if you didn't antagonize the (somehow still badass) veteran Huntsman who's sensitive about his age. Many headaches can be avoided this way."

Amber quickly nodded, still scarred.

Glynda gawked. "O-Ozpin!"

"That will be all."

With a final nod, Vert left the office feeling like he did good today.

Amber continued to rock back and forth.

"N-Not old. N-Not old."


A/N: Never call Vert old. He will move mountains to get at you...

Huh, I wonder if Winter wound up like that, too?

Winter: *rocking back and forth on the ground* N-Not old. N-Not old.

...Well, shit.

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