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.

*May receive some minor edits in the future.

Minor edits: 9/28/2015

"Junior! My man! How have you been?" shouted out Roman Torchwick, as he slammed the doors open of the fancy looking club he just entered. "Life been treating you well?"

Thugs dressed in the matching suits and clothing came to surround him and the provocatively black-dressed woman with him. They didn't seem intent on letting him get any closer. In fact, a lot of them seemed pretty angry at the gentlemanly dressed criminal.

"ROMAN TORCHWICK!" came an angrily loud voice.

The enslaved criminal couldn't help but smile with joy at hearing that familiar voice. He was also glad to see that most people do get his name right. Things might not have gone well for him lately, but as of right now, he was SO going to enjoy this.

"Junior!" Happily said Roman. He opened his arms wide at the mad approaching form of his fellow criminal. "It's so good to see you again."

A very annoyed bearded man in a dress shirt stood in front of Roman and Rider. Two young women where at his side. Both of whom, looked about as pleased at seeing Roman as the rest of Junior's crew.

"I can't say the same thing about you!" shouted Junior Xiong. The man still remembers what happened last time after they met. His jaw still felt a bit funny every time he had to eat something mildly hard. "Where are the men I gave you?!" he demanded.

"About that." Roman leaned in on his cane and lit his cigar. "A little girl beat them up. So I assume they've been rotting in a jail cell for a while now." He said so, nonchalantly.

"WHAT?!"

Roman had his fingers pushed in his ears. "C'mon, can we please stop with all the shouting? My ears are ringing badly enough as it is."

Junior glared angrily at Roman. The man was clearly not happy at finding out his boys had been left forgotten in a jailhouse. His surrounding henchmen seems to share his feelings because they started drawing out their weapons.

"So, aside from finally letting me know where my men are, what's really the reason for you coming here?" growled Junior dangerously.

"Well, the thing is, I paid good money for those men I hired from you." Roman looked very relaxed for someone who looked like he was about to get beaten up by the men around him. "And I must say, I'm not very satisfied with the service I got." He took his cigar and tapped the ashes from it on the floor. "I was hoping you could do something else for me to make up for it," he said so with an expectant smile.

Junior looked absolutely livid.

"You've got some nerve coming in here asking me that."

Roman only looked at him in amusement. "Oh, I'm not asking. I expect you to make it up to me. There is no room for negotiation on this," he stated clearly.

The room was dangerously silent for a moment. Junior and his men were momentarily stunned at just how Roman was looking down on them. Their confusion was quickly replaced by bloodlust, and they moved in closer towards Roman.

"And If I refuse?" growled Junior. "Are you, and that woman you have there, going to make me?"

Roman laughed at that. His cigar almost fell out of his mouth from trying to settle his laughter. This only further increased the annoyance of those surrounding him.

"Oh no, I'm a bit too tired for that really," he answered before he motioned his head towards the blind-folded Servant with him. "Miss Rider here will be the one you're dealing with. As for me, I'm just going to find a nice comfy chair here to sit back and relax before you decide to cooperate with us."

The long purple-haired beauty, who had remained motionlessly by Roman's side during the entire conversation, finally moved in front of him to face Junior.

Now it was Junior's turn to laugh. "Hahaha! You're really something else, aren't you?" He took out his rocket launcher bat hybrid and addressed his crew. "Get them out of my club," he ordered.

Two of the thugs moved to grab Rider, only to be quickly knocked back heavily against the rest of Junior's men, resulting in half a dozen people groaning on the floor. Everyone else could only see Rider lower her raised leg back on the ground and take a relaxed stance, waiting for anymore takers.

Junior looked from the collapsed forms of his men, to Rider, and then finally on Torchwick, who just smiled and winked at him.

"Just call out to me when you guys are done," said Roman. He casually strolled off to the bar, going through the gap from the pile of henchmen on the ground, and sat on a chair to pour himself a drink. "Take your time. I'm in no rush."

Furious at having Roman make a fool of him and his men, Junior opted to attack himself. He took his bat and charged Rider. "You're gonna pay for that!" He swung his bat at Rider's head, only to hit nothing but air. A foot hit him right below his chin and sent him flying towards the club wall. Once his body collided with the wall, he bounced off of it and fell face forward on the dance floor.

Having their leader incapacitated early on once again, the rest of Junior's men decided to attack Rider head on. They swung their axes and blades at Rider, trying to very hard to catch the inhumanly fast Servant. Alas, their efforts were futile.

Rider kept dodging the attacks against her easily, and with each attack, made a counter for each and every one that knocked out the thugs easily in one hit. She sidestepped a chop from a guy using an axe and grabbed him by his shirt to throw him easily across the room. Another pair of thugs were taken down by a kick to their jaws when Rider swung her legs out in wide spin while balancing herself on her hands, in a style similar to Capoeira. Bodies kept flying and there were even some that littered the dance floor.

"Hey, watch it!" said Roman, as he lowered his head to avoid being hit by a random flying thug. "Trying to enjoy my drink here." Contrary to his words, he was having a blast seeing Junior's thugs getting beaten up. Although, he was starting to get worried he may not have enough time to finish his drink.

"Miltia, take her from behind!" A girl in a white strapless dress moved in to attack Rider from the front.

"Got it, Melanie!" Another girl, this time in a red dress, readied her red and black claws to attacks Rider's back.

Rider was now being assaulted front and back from the two twins. Unfortunately for Junior's girls, the Servant had no problems keeping up with their furious attacks. She kept dodging and dodging the strikes from claws and bladed-heels of the twins for a short period of time, sometimes even blocking a few of them with her arms or legs.

While being attacked by the two girls, Rider was measuring and gauging the strength and parameters of her opponents.

'Not bad,' mused Rider. She can tell that the two were better than the other thugs. 'Their parameters are slightly higher than that of the rest here.' The speed, power, and combat ability displayed by twins was being studied closely by Rider as she kept note of their movements. The only comparison she knew of would be the same as that of reinforcement techniques that magi used to increase their physical abilities. Although, she did note that they were only similar and seemed to have more varied stats. Their endurance and durability in particular seemed a bit higher than that of normally reinforced humans, based on how her attacks were not able to severely injure any of the people she had attacked, even if she was holding back much of her strength.

Frustrated that their attacks weren't working, the red and white dressed girls began attacking more desperately, resulting in their attacks getting more sloppy and them tiring out.

Rider deemed that she had seen enough and materialized her weapon. She dodged a swipe from a claw from Melanie, and tangled it in her chain, whilst she glided behind the girl. The claw user swung her other claw behind her to try and catch Rider, but found that her target was gone. Rider had already gone next to the other twin and had wrapped the same chain around her as well.

When Rider pulled on her chain, it resulted in the twins slamming their bodies together. She pulled harder on the chain and sent the two flying towards the bar Roman was at. The two girls smashed straight into the cabinet behind the bar with a crash, sending broken bottles of alcohol spilling onto the floor.

Roman looked over the bar with a raised drink in his hand and saluted, "Ladies, so nice of you to join me." The two women could only lie on the floor to groan in response. He took one last gulp of his drink to finish it and looked back at the aftermath.

"Wow…," he whistled.

Rider was standing in the exact same position Roman had left her. The blind-folded Servant had never moved away from her spot during the entire fight. There wasn't even a bead of sweat on her after the entire ordeal.

"I'm impressed," said Roman. "This went better than I expected."

The dangerous beauty only looked at him mutely, not uttering a single word. He could pretty much guess what she thought of him.

Roman tried to assuage his silent companion and said, "Now don't be such a downer. We'll get what we came here for." And in the corner of his eye, he could see someone silently crawling away to escape.

Junior was slowly crawling his way out of his club. "I am not dealing with this again," he mumbled quietly to himself, as he moved past the unconscious bodies of his henchmen.

Suddenly, a chain wrapped around his neck and pulled him up. He could only grab at the chain on his neck pulling him and saw the blind-folded woman holding it behind him. While in front of him, the barrel of a cane was pointed at him by Roman Torchwick.

"Now, now. We weren't thinking of trying to escape now, were we?"

"Wouldn't… dream… of it," choked out Junior.

"Good," smiled Torchwick. He put aside his cane as he stepped close to Junior. "Now about that refund…"

"You… never said-,"

"Well, with the way your service has treated me," cut off Roman. "I think I'm entitled to my money back." He had a sly smile on his face as he said so. "Wouldn't you say so?" he said, as he aimed his cane right between Junior's eyes.

The cornered man could only nod his head in agreement.

"That's what I thought," said Roman. "Now about that request." He put away his cane and leaned back against the wall. "My new employers need some official paperwork done. The 'unnoficial' official kind of paperwork," he quoted with his fingers. "You know what I mean?"

"I… I… ca..," struggled out Junior.

Roman leaned in his ears closer to him to hear what he has to say.

"I-I can't… breathe." True enough, Junior was starting to look a little too blue for Roman's liking.

Roman looked behind Junior at Rider, and tilted his head towards their captive.

The chain dissolved into small particles of light around Junior's neck, and he gasped hard for air. He fell down on his hands trying to even out his breathing.

Roman and Rider waited for the information broker to get his breath back. Once he did, he got up and addressed Roman.

"I don't know anyone personally," he said. "But there was someone who might be able to help you with that." Junior fixed his clothing and continued, "A runaway faunus from the White Fang, came to me the other day for information regarding transportation to Vacuo. From what I can gather, he already has all his fake documents in place for his trip. He was planning on living a new life with a new identity there. If you can find him and convince him, he can probably help you out with whatever paperwork you need."

"…What?" said Roman. His face showed his curiosity at what he just heard. "This faunus, is his name Tukson, by any chance?" he inquired.

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

A delighted smile made its way across Roman's face. "Oh, today just keeps getting better and better!" He made his way for club's exit as he spun his cane around happily. "Really, I've never had this much luck on a job before. Time to go, Miss Rider. I believe we've got everything we came for."

Junior Xiong looked on as Roman exited his club. He turned around to find that the purple-haired woman behind him was nowhere to be seen. All that he could see was the agonized pain of his men, haphazardly placed on the floor, chairs and tables. Not to mention, the damage to his club that he just got repaired a while ago.

"I knew I should have taken that insurance…"

A bell rings, as a customer walks into a quaint little bookstore.

"Tukson's Book Trade…?" asks a girl in wearing a red turtleneck and black skirt.

A hairy man with sideburns walks up behind the counter. "That's right, home to every book under the sun," he exclaimed. "What can I do for you?"

The girl looked at the man skeptically. "Every book under the sun? Isn't that a little too much to claim?" she said.

"Hahaha, yeah. It might be a bit much but I thought it would be a nifty catchphrase," admitted the man, scratching the back of his head.

The twin-tailed haired girl move to a shelf and took out a book and opened it. "You must have quite the selection if you're trying to claim that much."

"We do have a good number in stock. Better than most definitely," he answered. "Beacon Academy is probably the only place that's got more books than I do."

"Hmmm… is that so?" said the girl, as she took a good look around the shop.

"Is there anything you're looking for in particular?"

The curious girl turned around to face the man and said, "There are a lot of things I want to read up on, true. But for now, I'm actually looking for a specific someone." She smiled at him and asked, "Are you by chance, Mr. Tukson?"

Muscles stiffened and tensed, the man tried not to show it and continued to act politely. "Yes, that would be me. Is there something I can help you with?"

"Why, yes. I do believe there is."

The bell for the shop door rings, and another person enters. A man in a white suit and bowler hat strolls towards the shop owner and customer.

"Hello there Tukson," came a playful voice. "You have no idea, just how hard it was for me to find you."

"Torchwick…," Tukson muttered under his breath. He looked at the man before him and then at the girl he was talking with. Both seemed to know each other and seemed to have already planned this encounter, based on how they were acting.

Tukson extended his retractable claws and lunged at the girl beside Torchwick. His claws stopped short a few inches away, as the girl only looked at them curiously. The reason was because a big nail-like dagger was now pressed firmly against his neck.

"Now, let's be civilized here," claimed Roman. "We only came here to talk."

"If you only wanted to talk, then why do I have nail on my throat," said Tukson, beads of sweat pouring down his temple. "In any case, I want nothing do with the White Fang anymore so you can just-,"

"Ah, ah, ah," warned Roman, wagging his finger at the faunus. "I'm not actually working with the White Fang anymore."

Tukson raised his eyebrows in surprise upon hearing that.

"And that nail on your throat is only there because you just tried to attack my new employer," smiled Roman.

The faunus turned his eyes to the girl in front of him. He found her looking innocently at him, a smile on her face. Tukson wasn't really sure what to make of her. She didn't look like anyone in the White Fang that he had ever dealt with.

"Fair enough," he grumbled. The faunus retracted his claws and backed off slowly. He could feel the nail leave the flesh of his throat as he did so. A blindfolded woman came into his view, as she strode past him and positioned herself beside Roman's new employer.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Tukson," said the smaller girl politely. "My name is Rin Tohsaka. I've heard from my new subordinate here that you might be able to help us with our current predicament."

The casualness of the situation seemed so unreal to Tukson. After all, he did almost had his throat pierced. But he did also consider that he did try and tear the girl's throat out first just now, as well.

"Y-Yeah, so what do you want?"

Rin smiled a little wider at the man and said, "We did originally plan on just paying you to just forge us some paperwork," Looking at the bookshelf next to her, she slid her fingers across the binds of books on it. "But after seeing this place and hearing from Mr. Torchtick here-,"

"It's Torchwick!" corrected Roman.

"-about your situation. I do believe we can offer you something better."

Tukson could only watch her confusedly, unaware of what she could offer him. It had already taken him months of preparation to begin his new life away from the White Fang. He was going to be leaving behind everything, including the things he cared about. There was nothing else he wanted to do but leave as soon as he can.

"How about a new chance in life?"

"…What?" Tukson was unsure of what she meant. Wasn't that exactly what he was trying to do right now? To get away from the White Fang and start a new life someplace far.

Rin saw the confusion on the faunus' face and clarified, "What I'm saying is, we can give you your life back. A life safe away from the White Fang. You don't have to go anywhere, and leave behind everything you've ever known, if you don't want to."

Tukson could only blankly stare at them. He hadn't even considered the possibility of being able to stay here in Vale without constantly worrying about the White Fang knocking on his doorstep. That would be more than he could have hoped for after he betrayed the terrorist organization.

"That's impossible…"

Roman took out his electronic scroll from his pocket and showed it to Tukson. On it, he could see detailed information about him when he was still with the White Fang. Alongside it, he could clearly see the orders to kill him for his betrayal.

"I received those orders from the higher ups not too long ago," said Roman. "It would be easy for me to claim that you've already been dealt with, and erase you from their system. Although, that is only before they find out that I betrayed them, of course, and they revoke my access."

Tukson took his gaze away from the scroll and glared at Roman. "What's the catch?" he asked suspiciously. "Aside from forging you the documents you need, what else do you want from me?" It all sounded a little too good to him and he wasn't about to jump head first from the frying pan and into the fire.

The one who answered him was Rin. "I want you to work for us."

"Work… for you?"

Rin nodded at him seriously. "It probably won't be anything special or bad like what these people from the White Fang were having you do. Most likely, you'll just end up doing mundane things like taking care of supplies and such. Really, it won't actually be that much different from what you're doing now."

Tukson looked carefully at Rin, trying to discern any lies from what she had just told him. She didn't seem to be lying from what he could tell. He really was being offered a job… no, a life where he wouldn't have to live in fear, shame, or guilt.

An honest life.

He closed his eyes shut and thought carefully. After thinking about it, he said with conviction, "Where do I sign?"

"Funny, you should mention that…"

"I'm home," said Rin Tohsaka tiredly as she entered the home of their hypnotized host. She had just finally returned after finalizing the deal with their new employee, and had to discuss the other myriad of things that they had required, such as new lodgings, clothes, and other essentials. Her future plans that she had were also taking up a lot of her time and energy.

Somewhere from the kitchen, light footsteps could be heard, and a voice calls back, "Welcome back, Neesan."

Sakura Matou walks out into the hall with a tray of drinks. "I thought you would like something to drink while you relax in the garden."

Rin happily agreed to that, "Thanks, Sakura. That sounds wonderful."

The two sisters settled in comfortably on the chairs in Mr. Chen's small garden. They each held a steaming cup of tea, and just sat quietly enjoying the nice mood.

"So where are Shirou and the rest?" asked Rin after a few minutes of peaceful silence.

"Senpai took Illya and Saber out with him to shop for more groceries," answered Sakura. "It's really helpful that we finally have some money to pay back Mr. Chen and pay for our own food. As for the faunus, I'm not exactly sure where they went."

"You don't have to worry about them. I had called them earlier and told them to meet up with Rider and Roman to get their paperwork setup. Once everyone else gets here, we'll have to do the same."

"I see," silently answered Sakura.

After taking a few more sips of their cups, Sakura straightened her posture and gave her sister a determined look.

"W-What is it, Sakura?" said Rin. The sudden change in the atmosphere surrounding her sister had caught her off guard.

"Neesan…," said Sakura strongly. "I know about you and Senpai…"

There was only one thing that came to the Jewelcraft user's mind of what her sister meant. "…Sakura," whispered out Rin. "It's not what you think. We only did what we had to because Saber was going to-,"

"I know," answered Sakura. "I already know and understand the reason why you and Shirou-senpai did it. He told me while you were gone."

'That traitor!' thought Rin. 'When he gets back, I'll be sure to thoroughly punish him for not waiting like I told him to.' A vow of severe consequence made itself felt across the world.

In the shopping district of the City of Vale, a white-haired man had cold shivers running up his spine as he was busy selecting groceries. His Mind's Eye ability was telling him that he had less than 1% chance of avoiding his ill premonitions.

"He also told me of some of the memories he received from Archer," said Sakura.

Rin looked a bit puzzled at that. She remembered that Shirou was saying somethings about Archer's memories having different past events overlapping and other things but she hadn't really fully heard of all of it yet from him.

Sakura continued on, "He told me how he had loved you… how he still loves you… both you and Saber."

"What…?" said a dumbfounded Rin. The boy she had secretly liked for so long, ever since seeing him stubbornly attempt to finish a high jump, had said that he loves her. This caused her heart to skip a few beats.

"Shirou said he loves you, Neesan…," repeated Sakura. "I also know… that both you and Saber love him as well." Her gaze now felt more intense to Rin as she said so.

"W-What are you talking about?!" stammered Rin. Her face was flushed and her eyes seemed dazed at the accusation. "I-I don't feel a thing for him! You're just imagining things, I would never think of trying to steal him from you!" denied the magus.

Sakura looked softly at her sister and said, "It's just like you to be still worried about me, Neesan." She shifted her gaze towards the sky. "Even though I finally realized how much you've done for me all this time, I still didn't know just how much you've actually given me." A small sad smile showed itself on the girl's face as she said so.

"Sakura…," said a worried Rin.

"It's not only you, but Saber as well. If not for the both of you, I would never have this time to be happy with Senpai." The Matou girl turned to look at her sister once more. "His life was saved because of you two. I'm really grateful to you both, Neesan."

Being thanked honestly by her sister after having done it with her lover, greatly surprised Rin.

"Aren't you angry at me?" asked Rin, who was unable to look at her sister. "After all that's happened to you, how because of me you had to endure a life being a Matou, and here I am being in love with the same person you've loved the most. Don't you hate me?" The older sister looked ashamed and sad. She still remembered everything Sakura had said to her in the cave where they fought.

"Neesan," said Sakura. "I do love Shirou a lot… but I also love you as well."

Rin looked a bit stunned at her sister's declaration.

"You're my precious older sister. When I almost killed you back in that cave, I don't know if I could have gone on if you had died. You're the only family I have left." Tears were now falling from Sakura's eyes.

Rin went over to Sakura and grabbed her hands gently. "That's not true Sakura. It wasn't your fault about what happened, and I would never die leaving you like that," she boldly said so. "Also, it's not just me now. You have Shirou, and the others as family now as well." What she said, made her sister smile.

"Thank you, Neesan."

"Like you said, I'm your older sister. It's what I do." Rin said so with pride.

Sakura rubbed off her tears and finally gave her sister a really happy smile.

It looked like the two are finally able to move forward with each other. Their strained relationship had finally mended enough somewhat for them to feel closer to each other.

After the heartwarming moment, both sisters decided to pour themselves another cup of tea to help ease themselves.

The younger sister paused in sipping her tea and asked, "…So what days would you like to have Senpai, Neesan?"

Tea flew out of the older sister's mouth, and she coughed harshly after inhaling quite a bit of it. She was pounding her lungs while trying to hold on to her chair for support.

"W-What?!" she exclaimed, once she got her breath back.

"I mean, I know I'm fine with sharing Senpai and all," blushed Sakura. "But doing it together… I don't think I'm ready for that yet."

Rin could only look at her sister with her mouth agape. Various thoughts of what had been implied were quickly moving through her mind. Each thought turning her redder by the second.

Sakura hadn't seemed to notice because she herself was blushing while looking and holding tightly to her skirt. "I know you and Saber are fine with it, Neesan. But could you please give me some more time to mentally prepare myself."

"S-S-Sakura!" stammered out Rin. "Can we please talk about something else?! I don't think I can think clearly enough to give you an appropriate answer right now."

Thankfully for Rin, her sister seemed just as uncomfortable with the subject as her. Though thinking about it, she wasn't entirely sure how her sister made her out to be fine with Saber. That idea only served to increase Rin's feeling of being misunderstood somehow.

To change the subject about themselves, Rin decided to ask, "So what about Shirou? Have you told him about this yet?"

"Yes. I've told him I was fine with him loving you and Saber but I haven't really told him specifically about sharing him yet."

Rin looked slightly amazed at her sister. "You're really going to let him off that easy?"

Sakura gave her sister a smile, one that looked slightly the same as that time when she had been corrupted by 'All the World Evil' and said, "Oh, I've decided to ask Senpai to do one thing for me that he could absolutely never refuse."

That sinister smile gave Rin bad memories but still made her give an approving smile of her own back at her sister. It was at moments like this that she could feel how similar they really were as sisters.

Meanwhile… at the shopping district.

Shirou had dropped both bags of groceries he had in his hands. He was desperately looking everywhere for signs of danger, as the cold chills he had earlier had now turned into freezing ice on his skin. Saber and Illya could only watch confusedly at his strange behavior, not knowing what in the world was wrong with him.

A/N:

I am really annoyed by my writing speed. It's taking me quite some time to get this all out. I really really want to go on to the good parts already. That would be bad of me to write those parts now though because it will affect the earlier parts of the story.

Anyways, please read and review. I really want to know what people think of the writing and the story for now. I'm not too confident in the way I describe the action scenes and whatnot. It would also help me when I edit stuff out and fix some parts of the story.

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