Disclaimer: Fate/Stay Night is property of Type-moon, RWBY is property of Rooster Teeth Productions, LLC. This work is purely fanfiction and as such earns me no income.

This one is a bit shorter but is still longer than chapter 1 so I guess that's okay. I'm trying to move things along a little bit faster.

*I may add additional dialogue to this chapter in the future.

In a certain hypnotized old man's rather large dining room, an intense battle was occuring. The sounds of metal hitting metal, meat being devoured, and bones being crunched was sickeningly loud as the crazed beasts inside fought for supremacy.

"Hey! That's mine!"

"I saw it first!"

"You snooze, you lose."

"Where's the ketchup?!"

"Can someone please pass me the salt?"

"Get back! BACK! I say, you animals! That chicken is mine!"

And what a battle it was indeed.

"Please, you don't have to rush. There is plenty of food for everyone," stated Sakura, who was quite pleased with how everyone seems to be enjoying the meals she prepared.

None of the faunus or Torchwick seemed to have heard her, as they continued on their fight for delicious conquest.

"Well, I'm glad at least that we didn't over prepare too much food," said a white-haired man in an apron. He was coming out of the kitchen with a fresh batch of food in his hands. "You'd think they haven't eaten in days."

"I can probably say the same thing with us, Senpai," answered Sakura with a soft giggle. Looking over at the other side of the table, she could see a different kind of fight between Servants.

"Saber…, know that I have done much in the service of your Master while you were gone. Will you not surrender this to me in deference to that?" came a voice from a blind-folded woman. She had a pair of chopsticks holding on to what looked to be a piece of salted pork.

"…Rider, while I do appreciate what you've done for Shirou, I'm afraid this is something I cannot relinquish to you," said a petite blonde-haired girl, who also had a pair of chopsticks in her hand grabbing on to the same piece of salted pork.

Tension hung in the air around the two Servants, as neither of them were willing to yield to the other. A stack of plates around them showed the staggering amount of casualties they've already put into the sizable spread that what others could have only called a banquet.

"Y-Yeah," agreed Shirou. "It seems like everyone hasn't had time to have a decent meal since we got here." He could see a pair of magi in the room who were adding to the intense atmosphere of the already bloodthirsty feast.

"Save some of that curry for the rest of us, Illya," smiled an agitated Rin. "You know it was hard for me to get you up the stairs this afternoon because of how heavy you've gotten." Her hand was on a bowl of curry as she attempted to move it away from a small child. "You could stand to lose a little bit of weight."

The little girl beside Rin, pulled back on the curry and said, "I'm a growing girl now, Rin! I can eat as much as I want." She also had an equally agitated smile at the taller girl. "Unlike you, who'll only grow fatter if you eat too much. You should be thankful I'm doing you a favor."

"What was that?! You fake little brat!"

"Don't call me that! You two-faced jackal!"

It certainly looked like dinner was a very lively affair.

"Hohoho," laughed a jolly old man. "It seems like everyone is quite happy with the meal you've both prepared." His hand on his slightly swelled belly, as he said so.

Both cooks present could only agree to his claim, as they could see a pretty sizable stack of empty plates near the old man as well. It seemed that being hit in his stomach hadn't really negatively affected Mr. Chen's appetite. Although from the number of plates he'd emptied, they couldn't really be sure if the old man might be overeating for his age.

Once the bloodbath ended, everyone seemed to have settled into a quiet stupor, content on lying down or staying still to digest the loots of their plunder. The house owner already in his room to turn in for the night. Old people seemed really intent on sleeping early.

"So…," said Shirou. Breaking the peaceful silence that settled in the room. "Why don't we introduce ourselves to one another, since we will be working together from now on."

Everyone turned to look at him. They just now remembered that, aside from their own group, none of them even knew the names of the other people in the room with them.

"Why don't I start then?" answered Roman. He stood up from his seat and said, "Roman Torchwick, criminal extraordinaire, gentleman, and the leader of this novice ragtag group of faunus." Bowing before them in a showy manner.

"Yeah, right," snorted one of the faunus.

Roman glared at the offending Faunus and said, "Something you wanna say, mutt?"

"You're damn right, I have something to say about that!" shouted the wolf-eared Faunus. "Whose ever heard of a human leading members of the White Fang?!" The man slammed his fist into the dining table.

"Hey, If you've got problems with it, blame your so-called alphas that's running the group for having stuck you with me," replied Roman. "Even then, a novice like you doesn't have the right to complain about the decisions of their superiors."

The wolf Faunus growled and clenched his fist. "I may be a new member to the White Fang, but that doesn't mean I'm going to let some human like you walk all over me," he threatened.

"Right, right, like a mutt like you could take me on."

"You want to try me, you bastard!"

A fight seemed ready to happen at any moment between the two. Unfortunately for them, someone didn't seem willing to let them continue with their quarrel.

"You two…," said an icy voice. "Sit! Now!"

The runes on both their forearms began to glow red, and the pain forced them to comply with the order given. They sat themselves down quickly and stayed silently glaring at each other afterwards.

Rin Tohsaka took a quick sip of her tea before laying it back on the table. "Now that Mr. Torchlick here is done-,"

"It's Torchwick!" said someone in the background.

"-lets continue with the introductions. How about we start with Mr. Wolf here," said Rin. "Oh, but we will be discussing your behaviors just now, in private later." Her icy stare promising the two men that it certainly will not be pleasant for the both of them.

The wolf Faunus turned his glare away from Roman, while he clicked his tongue and said, "Name's Rud Luzion, I'm a wolf Faunus. Just joined the White Fang a week ago with my pals here." After saying that, he sat back down, with no plans on continuing whatsoever.

"I can fill in some more for my friend here," said the youngest looking faunus of the group. He looked to be somewhat around Sakura's age, or maybe even younger because of that baby-face of his. "Rud here is a bit ill-tempered but he does care about us a lot. Even though he's usually loud all the time, he's actually a pretty dependable guy."

The cheerful and upbeat attitude of the young looking faunus seemed to have dispersed the earlier tension.

"As for me," he continued. "My name is Eugene Moran. I'm a squirrel Faunus, if you can't tell just by my tail. I like to play and eat a lot. I also love my mom very very much!" His declaration of his love of his mother certainly made most of the people present raise an eyebrow. "Me, Rud, Thomas, and Euly here were all friends and joined the White Fang only a week ago. We're not really from around here and originally came from Vacuo."

Aside from that mom comment, everything else he said seemed perfectly normal.

"Oh yeah, I'm also the oldest among my friends here," he added.

"Hah?" came the response from the people who just found that out.

The fact that the rest of the faunus looked to be somewhere in their early 20's seemed to have been the cause of the reaction to that piece of information. The squirrel faunus didn't even look like he was past his teenage years yet and could pass off as younger than Sakura or Saber.

Those confused, looked over at the other faunus in the room, looking for confirmation. All of the faunus nodded their heads in confirmation on what had just been said.

"I know it's hard to believe, but Eugene here is actually 27 years old," said a male raccoon-eared Faunus. "As for myself, my name is Thomas Ground and I'm the next oldest at being 24 years old." The man said so as he crossed his arms, nodding to himself. "Also, I'm still single, if any of you lovely ladies wanted to know," he added and winked at the girls with a somewhat creepy smile.

Suddenly, the rune on the raccoon Faunus' arm started glowing, and the man found himself squirming on the floor in pain.

"Gah! But I didn't even do anything!" he protested.

"That is interesting," said Rin as she looked at the twitching Faunus in front of the group. "I guess the curse interpreted what you said as threatening to us." A look of curiosity present on her face. "That or everyone else here actually just felt really disgusted enough that we actually felt you were threatening us." The latter statement receiving nods of agreement from all the women of the room, some of the men doing the same too.

"N-No way! As a man, I can't NOT flirt with all the beauties here! Gack!" he said as he continued to twitch on the floor.

"Geez… just how stubborn can you be, cousin?" said one of the two only female Faunus. She also had a pair of raccoon ears on her head. "When are you ever going to change?" she sighed disappointedly while shaking her head at the twitching man on the floor.

Everyone could only sympathize with her for having to be related to someone like him.

Turning her face away from her cousin, the female Faunus addressed everyone in a bubbly voice and said, "Hello everyone! It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Euly Ground. I'm a bit of a chatterbox but I hope get along with everyone." Her reception was a lot warmer than that of her cousin. "I just turned 20 this year and I'm also a bit of a tech nerd. Unfortunately, as you can see, the sad excuse of a faunus that is twitching on the floor right now is my cousin," she said the last part in depression.

"E-Euly! ...Yooou!" came the voice from the floor.

"I apologize on behalf of myself, and my aunt and uncle for his existence," she continued seriously. It felt like she was really used to saying that. She had also completely ignored the one who had just called out to her.

After her introductions, Euly sat back down. The fox-tailed Faunus next to her would be the last one to introduce herself in their group.

"Hello, please treat us well," politely said the Faunus. "My name is Kelly Bianchi, I've been with the White Fang for a while now and have usually done support work within the Vale branch." She seemed to be the most mature of the group. Something a certain Tiger should have probably been like thought some of the people present.

In a dimension far away, a woman who was lazily sprawled and sleeping on a bed sneezed herself awake.

"Please don't hurt any of my comrades here," pleaded the oranged-haired fox Faunus. "I don't know about Mr. Torchwick, but my comrades and I may have been in the wrong, but we were only doing what we were told because we have our own circumstances that forced us to do so." Tears began welling up in the woman's eyes as she said so.

An awkward silence fell before everyone, as they remembered the events prior to their hectic dinner. Half of the people there had been on the verge of being killed, and was forced to what basically amounted to slavery, with the penalty being death, if they were to refuse.

"Just as you say your comrades are not bad people, I can tell you the same about us," said Saber. "Our earlier actions were not of our own desire, but merely a necessary need for our survival and the safety of everyone else."

"That's a load of bull," said Rud. "Why would you need to kill us for your safety? From how strong that blind woman is, I seriously doubt a team of Huntresses or Huntsmen would come out unscathed after fighting her." He glared angrily at said woman.

Torchwick and the faunus seem to remember well what had happened against the black dressed Servant earlier. They couldn't completely disagree with their comrade's blunt assessment. It didn't even take a minute for the woman to knock them all out and some of them didn't even see her at all before they lost consciousness.

"It's not just our safety we're worried about," answered Rin. Her attention was elsewhere as she said so, most likely focused on the Dust crystal on her hand. "Normally, having people find out about anything related to Thaumaturgy is a big problem for everyone," she said as she put the crystal down to seriously focus on everyone. "It wouldn't be surprising for a whole city to get wiped out just to keep everything a secret."

The faunus and Torchwick all gasped at that.

"You're lying," said Torchwick. "Besides the fact that I still don't believe all this magic crap, there is no way whole city would be wiped out just because of that!" He couldn't think of any city that could get wiped out for knowing something stupid like the existence of magic. "We already have problems expanding anywhere else because of the Grimm. I don't think wiping out an entire city just to keep your so called magic secret is plausible."

"It's not that we agree with the methods," said Shirou sadly. He could remember the number of times it has happened before in Archer's memories. "It's just how we know might happen based on our knowledge and experience."

Rin nodded her head at his statement and added, "What's the price of a few lives, compared that to a whole city? Especially the lives of a few criminals at that."

Roman and the Faunus couldn't directly fault the logic in that question. After all, they were part of a terrorist organization. If people could sacrifice them to save an entire city, most would do so in a heartbeat. The people would only think that they would be doing something actually useful with their lives.

"We may have been taking our precautions a little bit too zealously," admitted Rin. "It's not like we're entirely sure that something like a Mage Association here would do the same thing as the one we know of would."

The Faunus in the room shivered. They most likely remembered what the girl had said about them being dissected and sent to the very same organization she had mentioned.

"But for now, we'd still like it if you people would keep everything about us secret."

"You keep saying things about this whole secret society of magicians of yours," said Euly. "But we haven't really seen you do any magic at all."

"…What?" questioned Rin.

Euly had a confused expression on her face. "I mean, we've only seen you use that weird semblance of yours with the whole glowy runes on making us your slaves."

"Semblance…?"

Rin and her group was unable to identify the word with any magecraft they were familiar with.

"The tangible projection of your Aura, sort of like the manifestation of your soul," added Eugene. "I mean I know it's pretty mostly limited to those with a strong enough Aura like Huntsmen and Huntresses, but still… everyone should know that."

"That sounds a lot like Projection and a Reality Marble," frowned Shirou. He didn't like the idea of having opponents who could possibly do the same things as he does. That would severely increase the limit of danger they would face in this world. "Are you saying that there are a lot of people here that can do what you said?"

Eugene seemed a bit uncomfortable at explaining commonly known knowledge. "Well, yeah. A bunch of kids are able to use that and they usually get trained early on to become Huntsmen and Huntresses. It's how we're able to fight off Grimm from overrunning our cities."

"Interesting...," mumbled Rin. The Jewelcraft user looked toward Illya and said, "Illya, can you show them your magecraft, please?" She wanted to see just how much this Semblance thing is similar to their magecraft.

Illya nodded her head and used the strands of her hair to create two of her bird familiars.

"These are my familiars called Zelle," she said.

Rin faced Euly and asked, "Is this what you call a Semblance?"

"Wow… so pretty." Euly could only stare in amazement at the flying birds that emitted light. So too did most of the Faunus and Roman.

"Euly! Focus!" Rin snapped her fingers in front of the distracted Faunus.

Snapping out of her daze, she said, "Uhm… yeah, that's really nice Semblance by the way."

Rin couldn't believe it. These people were unable to tell magecraft from this Semblance they know of. If so, the use of their magecraft might not be too difficult to hide in this world. It also means they won't have to follow the rules regarding the secrets of magecraft when it comes to disposing of witnesses.

"You must have a pretty powerful Aura to be able to keep your Semblance on us up for this long," said Kelly, as she remembered how long it's actually been since they've signed that contract and how it was still active, based on how it still functioning.

Rin questioned the woman, "What are you talking about?"

"For someone to keep their Semblance active for so long, they would have to be constantly using their Aura. If you don't release it soon, then you'll end up fainting once your Aura gets exhausted," claimed Kelly.

"I see," said Rin. "You believe that I'm still powering the contract that's bound to you."

What Rin said confused Roman and his group. They couldn't understand how else was she going to be able to keep her Semblance running on them. All of them assumed that they would get imprisoned when she was close to running out of Aura, so that she can recharge, before safely putting them back under her Semblance.

"I take it, one's Semblance can only be powered by their owner's own Aura?" Rin asked.

All the Faunus nodded to her in response.

"A person's Semblance is also unique to its owner," said Euly. "Although sometimes family members may share similarities as well, everyone knows that one's Semblance are limited to their innate power."

"Then, I'm sorry to say, that's not how magecraft works." Rin took her empty glass in her hand for everyone to see, and promptly dropped it hard on the stone table. Pieces of the glass shattered into various sizes along the table.

"What did you do that for?" asked Roman.

Rin ignored him and hovered her hand above the shards of glass. "Minuten vor Schweiben," she whispered.

A swirl of blue prana flowed down into the glass from her hand, to the amazement of Roman and his crew. It gathered around the surrounding pieces and returned the glass back to its former form without a single hairline crack even visible anywhere on it.

Roman looked unimpressed. "Very nice, but I've seen people do the same thing with their Semblance before."

Once again, Rin ignored him and aimed her outstretched left arm at it and said, "Gandr."

A black red ball of energy gathered in quickly and shot out from the tips of her fingers. It had hit the glass and shattered it once more. Rin quickly fixed up the glass once more for all of them to see.

The faunus and Roman looked stunned at the demonstration. Everyone else just waited for Rin to continue talking.

"You're…. Semblance," said Roman. "Just what the heck is it?"

"Like I said, its magecraft not Semblance," replied Rin. "The Geis scroll you signed, functions on magecraft as well. It does not require constant energy from this Aura you mentioned. So long as you are alive, the curse will remain. That is unless we release you from it."

Roman and the faunus looked at their arms where the invisible marks of their slavery was embedded. They just know fully realized just what it is they have gotten themselves into.

A soft encouraging voice said, "We promise we won't force you to stay with us forever." Sakura tried to ease their sudden depression. "And while you are with us, I can promise you that we will treat you well."

"Well this sucks…," said Rud.

No one disagreed with his assessment.

Once the shock from earlier's discussion was over, the Masters and Servants introduced themselves in turn. It was a brief introduction, with them only saying their names and some greetings to their new subordinates. The group finally went on to discuss their next course of actions.

"So now that we're all acquainted," grumbled Roman. "What are your plans for us in the future, O wise, and esteemed Master?" He stressed the word with as much disdain as he could.

It was only Rin, Rider, and Roman in the living room area of the house. The faunus had turned in for the night, quite mentally exhausted, and wanted to at least get a good night's rest. Saber had carried the sleeping Illya to bed as well, while Shirou and Sakura were busy cleaning up the aftermath of dinner.

As usual, Rin ignored Roman's displeasure and said, "For now, our current problem is that we don't have any documents or identification to speak of. It will be much easier for us to move around if we have the proper paperwork." She had her hands together under her chin, focused on what they needed to do. "Can you use any of your connections to get us what need?"

At her question, Roman sat up with renewed energy. A dastardly smile broke free from the criminal's face.

"You know, I think I might know just the guy…"

A/N:

The OCs I have made here are just minor side characters. They will not feature heavily into the plot and are basically just background characters. No one needs to worry about them taking the spotlight. This will probably be the most you'll ever see of them. I have plenty enough characters to draw from the RWBY universe.

I'm really aiming for my chapters to be around 3k words long at the minimum. So expect it to be at that much with each release. That being said, It may still vary into the 10k range if the story demands it.

Next chapter may take a bit of time, as I now find myself needing to refresh my memory of the RWBY timeline. So for now, please enjoy this short chapter.

As always, please read and review. Also, please inform me for any discrepancies or mistakes.