One by one he grabbed everyone in the ship and set them comfortably under a group of trees with some fallen fruits and piled their stuff near them and double checked the bullhead and grabbed yang by her coat dragging her toward the water, reared his arm back and tossed her in face first. Keeping his arm up he aimed at the water near her left waiting for her to wake up. and soon enough she did.

She burst from the water and gasped for air looking around to see a bolt of lightning charging up in her face flashing orange gold with a bit of blue and purple.

His voice made her gasp and flinch hard but it had the desired effect. "remnant knows me as The Reaper, a cold blooded killer" he said kneeling down to look her in the eyes "but in truth I only kill those who deserve it, refused the call to change, or those who just happen to get in my way"

First thing she did was kick at him, this angered him reaper growled and put his hand in the water electrocuting her making her scream as her body locked up, after a few seconds He stopped long enough to let her breathe and made sure she was listening attentively he charged another bolt and shot the sand next to her turning it to glass.

"you see yang, im here because you were let out of prison early...and I needed to see you, so this works out for me"

"how do you know me?" yang asked with a groan holding herself in pain. She didn't even look up at him to know he was glaring at her

"well that's a stupid question" he said straddling her as he pushed the needle blade out of his hand and under her chin "but not the right one" he grabbed her by the top of her head and pinned her to the ground wet sand soaking into her hair splaying it around her, yang would've grabbed him but knew better to not piss off an assassin named after the god of death. "the right question is 'who doesn't know about you?' "

He quietly laughed when she flinched at the cold touch of his metal hand move onto her forehead with his fingers pushing her hair apart. "please don't" she whispered in terror

"but I wont entertain your questions, I have one question for you" he let go of her face and slowly grabbed and pinned her arms above her head by her wrists "do you regret how you regret being a huntress" she opened her mouth to answer but heard "and be true to your words or I put a hole in that pretty face of yours" his tone hid anything that could've sounded gentle. if not for the way his voice rumbled and hissed like something foul and inhuman she would've made an innuendous joke about this but too scared to actually say it.

She took a deep breath and looked right into his masked eyes and said "I loved being a huntress for the better half of his time at beacon; cole beat all of us in combat class like he wasn't even trying and I wanted that thrill of beating him, he constantly declined a team to help him in missions, and he almost got my baby sister killed; I hated him so much after that... but, when I went to jail-" she stopped to force her fear and sadness down. "now that I had time to reflect on myself I think I may have been jumping on everyone's case for no reason and I didn't give cole a chance...well look where that got me"

"I asked if you re-" he said but was cut off.

She looked up at reaper and practically begged "kill me if you need; my friends hate me, my team sent me away, and my sister wants nothing to do with me. Hell my own mother didn't want me" at this point the tears fell hard around her mixing into the salt water around her "i deserve what I get after everything I did"

"so...you truly do regret what you did as a huntress?" he asked getting off her and stepped back to let her sit up with room to feel safe from him

"I feel worse that I could've done something to help him out but I hurt him; im not a huntress, im just a glass cannon" she said turning away crying more.

"as stupid, pathetic and boisterous as you are, im surprised you knew of a glass cannon." He said scoffing at her.

Just as she stood up to protest he pulled out a knife and threw it into her shoulder hitting the ball of her joint piercing bone just as he ran off. Yang was left there screaming in agony, "whats wrong with you!?" she seethed trying not to cry.

"never said I wouldn't leave a permanent reminder on you" he chuckled as he left in a flash of orange she stood up and ran over to her friends finding then just as they woke up. Ignoring the pain she ripped the knife out of her and wrapped her torn coat around the wound and tied it off with a shoelace from her boot.

"No please, I told you what wanted- AGHHHH" a man screamed as his arm was sliced off like a block of warm cheese. the man writhed on the ground as fire soewed from his assailant's hand searing it closed.

"I'm not satisfied with what I already knew, I want names, trading routes, hell I'd accept where he ate last night" a ashen haired man glared as he stomped the man under him and walked away.

"brothers, it's spindles and you need to prepare- ACK" he said before a knife flew into the side of his neck.

Choking on his blood he shed many tears and mouthed 'I'm so sorry' before letting go and exhaled.

"no loose ends" he replied grabbing the communicator then walked out of a bathroom leading to the entrance of the dust springs. grabbing his things he got dressed in a free stall, musing over the last two weeks he'd been at this search he'd realized that this rayla woman didn't exist after the destruction of lakna.

"Might as well kill time and do a few contracts" he said to no one as he pulled up his scroll list.

3 Alpha grimm contracts

4 missing persons

"Guess I got my work cut out for me" he mused putting away the scroll and walked straight into the woods.

his usual hunts and investigating were about as normal as he'd had known it to be in his world and strangely it was bo different here in remnant looking for a monster, but the only difference was this new-ish world he dove through a portal for had less than challenging game. no amount of grimm could surprise him and none were technically a threat since he cloaked his emotions to the beasts and hunted them with deadly efficiency, but this world assumed him a faunas and knew absolutely nothing about witchers.

snapping out of his thoughts he came across a few corpses strung up on branches, some were ripped up and half eaten. Two kids had arms chewed off, a woman looked to have been eaten from her stomach up showing all her organs missing and ribcage in splinters around her. The man hanging from the branches was kept together by torn clothes and tendons, the upper right side of his head was seemingly half knawed off spilling brain chunks and blood on the grass below, his legs looked broken and had chunks from his right calf and left thigh missing.

Then there was the pile of various animals in the center of it all.

Deer gutted and ripped open, wolves torn and clawed open and the copious rabbits and birds littering the sides and top of the pile; all pointed to a failed bait and slaughter frenzy.

It was an outright massacre and geralt just sighed with disappointment and sadness "just when I thought I saw it all here".

"Werevolves had cleaner feeding spots than this" he grumbled at the obviousness of this contract.

"a Fledgling beowolf and a few creeps at most" geralt was actually bored with this contract and how easy it was, unfortunately the trail he picked up on was interrupted by the very grimm he'd been hunting, problem was they all were running towards him.

"Hmm, too easy!" He grunted.

Black blood and pieces of bone armor sailed across the forest barks and blades of grass bathing them with thick tar-like blood and sadly he'd swung and slashed between all three beowolves and four creeps with grace and speed that put weiss to shame.

"How's the taste of my steel on your tongues" he goaded slipping his sword into the sheath in one fluid motion as he walked over to the few important skulls left behind and went to work tying them to a line of thin grey and worn out rope dragging them out toward the direction of the collection office for his reward for his first tw contracts.

Predictably the hollow clattering and rattling of the skulls lured an alpha gorgon and two fledglings slithered out of a cave a mile away and by their sizes and speeds it was to be assumed the alpha was smart, angry and quick while the younger ones were not as adept. Smirking he tossed the line over a thick stump and pulled out his Ursine steel blade and got into his usual witcher's stance preparing himself mentally for the most intense fight he'd had in a few years.

Unbeknownst to him the sound of sharp hissing, rustling trees and the subtle crunching under his boots mixed with the mossy smell of the forest filled his senses that then shifted seamlessly into the sight of a great hall smelling of cold marble and animal furs. for no more than a moment, geralt shifted to his person noticing he was wearing nothing on his torso, but waist down was raggedly torn pants chains and shackles adorning his wrists and the ankles of his plate studded boots.

In front of him was a familiar king and general in mid conversation, on his left stood child ciri, whom stood before said king nonchalantly cleaning her nails.

Emyr sat on his throne, listening to Roche's complaints.

"She's completely disregarded my authority, and has endangered her own life by giving an enemy prisoner a weapon! It's bad enough she gives her guards the slip, but now-" Roche tried explaining rather angrily.

"Enough Captain, you forget your place." Emyr said boredly, "she may have disregarded your authority, but she has much more power then you, and I trust her judgment."

The door opened and Ciri walked in, Geralt right behind her, Roche held his tongue as the princess walked up to her father and bowing to him, "Father." She said respectfully as Geralt slowly bowed.

"My daughter," he said with a smile, "I was hoping you'd be here soon so I can ease Roche's mind, he's been very…annoying."

"Forgive me for being overly cautious when it comes to an enemy combatant becoming the personal bodyguard to the crown princess!" He hollered clenching his fists.

"And your concern is appreciated, however, I don't approve of you simply complaining about it to Me." he looked at his daughter, and the bodyguard behind her, "is this the knight you've chosen daughter?"

"Yes sir…this is Sir geralt of rivia."

"Mhmm…" he looked over to three of his royal guardsmen, "you three," he said, "do it."

Those two words sent the three men into action, charging at the princess with weapons drawn, Ciri looked at them in shock as the first one started to swing his sword at her neck, only to be stopped by the flat of Geralt's sword, his lips curled into a silent snarl as he pushed him back into his compatriots, the three attacked once more, Geralt slammed his fist into one of their chest and kicked another back as he locked swords with the third; the two traded blows for a few seconds before Geralt brought his sword around and slammed it into the mans neck, making him collapse as he gasped for breath but ended up choking on blood.

"Move!" he shouted to Ciri, who stood up and backed away as the other two guards rallied and attacked, Geralt engaged both of them, pushing one back and trading blows with another; before pushing that one back and engaging the other, it wasn't until one of the guards overextended a swing of his sword that Geralt got the better of him, hitting his arm up and plunging Ursine into the a gap between the mans armor, kicking him free of the sword and glaring at the last guard.

The guard, to his credit, let loose a roar filled with anger and charged at Geralt, sword held high. Geralt didn't even blink as he slammed into the mans chest using aard, sending him sprawling to the ground, and advancing on him quicker then the man could react, plunging the blade of Ursine into his chest.

Ciri watched all of this with a look of fascination and horror written on her face, she looked at her father, who had watched all of it without blinking. Did he just try and kill me…she asked herself.

Geralt wrenched his sword free and turned to emyr, hesitating for a few seconds, before returning to Ciri's side, aard up and sword at the ready.

Emyr started clapping, "excellent display," he said with a grim smile, "you responded well to the attack boy, and do your family proud."

"That…was a test?" Ciri asked uncertainly.

"Of course, I had to make sure he could protect you dear cirilla."

"And what if I hadn't of reacted in time?" Geralt asked, Anger edging his voice.

Boredly regarding his question he waved a hand to ciri, "Then Cirilla would've died, and you would've been executed obviously."

He stood and walked past Geralt to Roche, the captain of the guard had watched the entire fight in shock. His sword clutched in his white knuckled hands. "Was that an efficient display of the boys talent?"

"Y-yes your majesty…" he said, averting his eyes down.

"Good! Get some men in here to clean up the dead, they're sight offends Me." and with that the king left.

Geralt sheathed his sword and looked at Ciri, "are you alright?" he asked.

She nodded numbly, "I'm fine Sir Witcher…"

"That was madness." Roche muttered, kneeling down by the dead guards, "he wasted three men's lives…just to test you." he looked up at Geralt, "and the look in your eyes…"

"Enough, Roche" Cirilla said, walking towards the door, Geralt following.

"You're not a man, you're a monster!"

"I said enough!" Ciri snapped at Roche, who was wise enough to bite his tongue, but he continued to glare at Geralt, who seemed to deflate slightly, "Sir Witcher did his duty today," she said, "No more, no less, he saved me from death, if you have a problem with that Captain-"

Geralt snapped out of it and dropped to his knees, covered in guts and blood. All three grimm lay dead and dismembered.

"you can't trick a witcher" he smiled as he stood up and collected their skulls and bagged the rest in separate bags. These grimm gave him a good fight but ultimately he saw through it immediately, but felt he needed to go all out on a grim he'd never fought before.

"Hypnotic hissing- no, more like trance inducing, like turning on the tap to listen to running water"

he took the skulls of the three gorgons and tied them to the rope then decided it safer to just bag them up and ran into the thickest parts of the woods, climbed a few slopes to try and cut corners getting back to town.

Times haven't just changed for him and ciri it was a change in dimension and now, he was stuck in this world because he couldn't live with losing ciri but in choosing her he'd doomed everyone he knew and killed them, all because he couldn't fathom a world without his surrogate daughter.

He refused his emotions to grow when he felt a tear slip and took off on a dead sprint screaming to the cart slowing to move away.

They did as instructed and everyone around saw geralt toss the bag away and practically ripped his sword out his sheath and got into his stance preparing for a fight but nothing came, geralt zeroed in on his hearing and listened closely to just about everything but no threats came or anything.

letting out a deep breath he gathered his skulls and walked to the collection office and turned in all the skulls to the person in the front desk.

"Welcome to collector's expender, how may-"

"The gorgon skulls were a bit harder to kill than the others were" he interrupted giving his bag to the woman at the desk, "if it's all the same I'll just go to the hotel in town and I'd like to get paid as soon as possible"

smiling awkwardly she replied "I'll send someone to give you your lien, just give the front desk this card and you'll get in one free night" sliding a black card to his gloves and took the bones to the back to figure out the price of all the finished contracts.

"Thanks for the card" he said walking out to meet five armed men and a sixth standing in front of all of them arms crossed and smirking.

"You that cat eyed freak stealing our jobs" the man said as if making a statement and not asking.

"Must've been a different cat eyed freak" he snarked shoving past them but was grabbed and an attempt was made to throw him to the floor.

Geralt snapped back and locked the shortest guys head in his arm and spun him on the steps knocking his breath clear out of him and as fast as possible he tied the boot laces around his neck in a pseudo hogtie leaving his arms free but all it did was piss off the others.

Geralt glared as he said "come on, you piece of filth" as he conjured up Quen just incase he couldn't get a flawless fight.

Like a bat outta hell geralt slashed three of the men on his left in the legs but not deep enough to be fatal, then the two on his left went in without a plan of attack and geralt took them out without a problem. blades did clash for a few moments but seeing that he gave no ground geralt forced his arms up and out, then slammed the pommel of his sword in the fourths cheek breaking it.

Fifth guy had an axe so he felt like being a bit creative and let him hook his sword in the inner part and lost his blade, then got close to his opponent, put his hand to his chest and used aard to throw him into one of the others putting them both down.

all around him the six men rolled about with groans and moaned complaints, but geralt ignored it and grabbed his sword walking off without a second thought.

"no matter the state of things get its all the same in every world I guess"

Geralt sighed as he sheathed his sword while reminiscing his entire life so to pass the time, and what he found in his life was that in hell he had found happiness and fulfillment despite the road he'd trekked so far.

"Your my greatest achievement" he said aloud and smiled.

I'm sorry if this came out later than planned...if anyone's even reading it anymore I'll be happy but, honestly I do this for me.

this started and boredom incarnate but became more after a group I found called RWBY OCs and they gave me ideas and encouraged me to keep going .

Now, to the nitty gritty shit. I know it's not my best but in trying to tell four stories; Geralt's hunt for answers on rayla and if she's real or not, ciri's group looking for reaper, reaper and his personal mission, and lastly ozpin and his little circle of hunters.

I hope to get some kind of feedback but it's okay ya'll aren't interested I'll figure it all out eventually.

But there is something I need to get off my chest and that's the main cast of characters, they seriously need less glorified and treated as if they were people with problems in their lives and the consequences they face for their actions.

That being said I never meant to make rayla a carbon copy of cole so instead I inserted ciri as a professor and main protector for Ruby and her group.

To those reading I do appreciate the time to read this stuff and hope you enjoyed it.

in the meantime dm me or comment on my reddit: H6pp1n355_in_misery. Please send messages if you have anything you'd like to see or if it needs fixing.