CHAPTER 6: BUSINESS, LOTS OF BUSINESS

Remnant, System Unknown

Kingdom of Vale

Stark Residence

May 12th, 56 AGW

Tony knew he was many things: rich, good-looking, smart, charismatic, athletic, the whole package. He was what women wanted and what men wanted to be. He couldn't control that he was born and bred with these things; he merely embraced who he was inside and out and rolled with everything life threw at him with the best that he could muster.

But if there was one thing that he didn't ever expect to be, it was a therapist. Yeah, he knew how to figure out what people wanted and compare that to what he wanted. The thing was that this ability tended to only applied to certain aspects of people. The business side, the pleasure side, the fun side, all of that stuff he knew well, but when it came to emotions and feelings deep down, he avoided those like the plague. It made him think about his mother and father; he didn't want to think about them at all, period.

However, just as he couldn't control how he was born and raised, his life wasn't always his to control. As it turned out, Penny had done just as he said and gone to her father with his advice. Apparently, things were better between father and daughter. The ginger-haired teenager seemed even brighter than usual as hard as that was to believe. The genius thought that it was virtually impossible for a single person to be so positively vibrant, but she did it somehow. It was like he had discovered a rare gem and now he wasn't sure if he was handling it properly.

Tony was so unsure of how to keep his friendship with the girl going simply because he didn't want to do anything that might affect her in a bad way. His interactions with the opposite sex could be limited to a few avenues: business, sex, or nothing at all. He didn't have a single friend that was a girl. The way he currently acted around her was exactly how he acted when it came to his guy friends. He joked, he said some half-baked stuff, and sometimes said something normal. He kept the adult things to himself. The point was that their ability to connect was limited.

But the way Penny kept up that enthusiasm compelled him to at least try and do whatever he could to keep her around. Frankly, he didn't think he was doing a good job of being a friend, yet she stuck around, listening to what he said and absorbing his words like a sponge. That last part scared him the most. He most certainly did not want to spout off nonsense that made even a tiny amount of sense and have her take it as fact. To facilitate this self-imposed rule, he decided to educate her appropriately.

Which was the reason why today, as they sat in his personal workshop, Tony decided that if he was going to teach Penny anything, it was what he did best: engineering, robotics, and physics. This way, he would be providing her with useful tools and skill sets for the future and not potentially sabotaging the girl's innocence. Who knows, maybe she would be so good that she would be able to intern with Stark Industries.

Whoa there, cowboy. Tony had to contain himself. We're not in a hurry to find ourselves a prodigy.

His thoughts on the matter dissipated when he remembered that he was supposed to be watching the ginger-haired girl as she worked. Currently, she was using a soldering iron to assemble incomplete components for a supercomputer he was testing out. Normally, he wouldn't trust anyone but himself to do such a task, but given the teeenager's ability to listen and retain, he made an exception. Plus, it helped that the simple engineering that he had tested her with didn't challenge her much.

So far, Penny was doing an excellent job for her first time working with tools. If the young CEO didn't know any better, he would say that she had been doing this for a very long time. He wondered if perhaps she had a talent for getting good at things. Every task he had told her to do she did with his exact instructions and not a piece out of place. With enough time and experience, there was no telling what this cookie would be able to come up with on her own. Well, he could imagine a wide variety of scenarios, all of them crazy and maybe completely bonkers, but genius was often misunderstood. He would know, being one himself.

"Not bad, ginger snap." Tony admired her almost-perfect work. "Keep this up and you'll be an inventor in no time."

"I am simply thankful for the time you take to teach me such fascinating subjects!" Penny spoke, pausing her work. "There's something wonderful about bringing new creations to life! It's like breathing life into something that normally isn't alive!"

"I hear that." Tony grinned at her description. "We're the artists of machinery. What we create is akin to magic and if you learn by my example, we're going to the wizards of the world in the future."

"But magic doesn't exist." Penny moved to correct him on instinct. "The closest to supernatural power is aura."

"Well, yeah, I guess." Tony heaved a heavy sigh. "I still can't wrap my head around this aura mumbo jumbo. It makes no logical sense. The soul isn't a physical thing, yet it can generate a protective barrier around a person?"

All efforts by the Stark heir to research aura had him coming up with more questions and less answers. Who gave Mankind this power? Was aura truly meant for the use that it saw today? If a soul was the generator of aura, then was it possible for the soul to have a sort of physical bearing? Although still highly skeptical of aura and how it functioned, the undeniable usage of aura and semblances couldn't be ignored. Accepting their existences was fine, but he wasn't about to take basic information at face value.

And that was working with his own aura. He had no way of accounting for the numerous people around the world that had aura and semblances. It was all overwhelming to take it. Between this personal research and his work for his company, this could take a long time to finish.

"I wouldn't know much about huntsmen and huntresses." Penny shrugged her shoulders. "I have no aspirations to become a Grimm killer."

"You say that like killing Grimm's a bad thing." Tony gave her a look. "Well, not that I have much to complain about. I do make weapons to kill them."

"Will I ever get a chance to work on a weapon?" Penny asked while resuming her work.

"Nope. The last thing I need is the media getting wind of this and coming to the conclusion that I'm using kids to make weapons." Tony didn't seem all that frightened by that prospect. "Actually, that's not the worst idea ever."

If such a thing happened, he would have to give a public speech, but he wouldn't be issuing an apology nor would he be cowering before the media. That would make him look spineless. No, he would play it off, making the case that by teaching the future generation to use weapons properly, he was preparing them to protect themselves. While his main buyers would be governments, who said anything about stopping there? There was quite a market for civilian protection. Firearms, protective gear, and other survival needs could come out of Stark Industries.

"So what am I building?" She lightly blew some air to cool down a bit of metal. "I understand it's a supercomputer, but what will it be used for?"

"That right there is the beginning stages of what I like to call Project Terminator." He could see the end of this world right now courtesy of James Cameron.

"What are you going to terminate?"

"Nothing. It's just a name. You know, I ad-lib a lot, so don't take everything I say so literally."

"If you say so, Mister Stark."

"Ahem."

"I mean Tony."

"Better, ginger snapper."

In all seriousness, he wasn't about to have Penny be involved in the shady business that was weapons manufacturing. She was just too good for this world to become corrupted by such a dark line of work. No matter how much Stark Industries was legally sanctioned to conduct the business that it did, it didn't change the fact that this was dirty money, but better the guy who's got Mankind's back than someone more sinister.

Tony had no reservations about what he did, but when it came to others, he wasn't about to make their decisions for them. Everyone had their strengths and weaknesses. All in all, this teenage girl with the most chipper attitude ever wasn't destined to be the girl who got her hands dirty. No, she would change the world through good deeds and a warm smile. She had no reason to get further involved than she already was. Really, this was a bit too close for comfort.

She called it friendship what they had and he could only cringe internally to a degree. He wasn't a good friend for her. There were better people that she ought to be associating with, but she chose to stick by him. No, nevermind that, she didn't have friends period for some oddball reason.

More kinks to work out.

And on second thought, Penny was NOT going to intern with him.

Iron Man - - - RWBY

Remnant, System Unknown

Kingdom of Atlas

Schnee Family Manor

May 16th, 56 AGW

The other bit of business that had to be dealt with quietly and behind the scenes was the deal with the SDC. The first shipments of refined dust wouldn't arrive until next month. In the meantime, the details had been hashed out. The types of dust being used, how much of each type, the quality and texture, all of these were taken into account. The list of items was long, but Schnee and Stark sat down together and hashed out even the minute details.

A bit of negotiations was thrown in the mix too. Things like discounts for bulk, future promises of return on investments, and technological exchanges were only three.

All in all, Tony could say he was impressed by the rate of progress he was making, but there was a small concern at the back of his mind. Jacque Schnee might be a good businessman with a penchant for high return on earnings, but that seemed as far as the man was capable of reaching. He appeared to have no love for anything else and anyone else

Not even his own wife.

Which is a complete and utter shame. Tony thought this to himself. You've got to be either gay or asexual to not look at her and think that she is one hot babe.

Whatever the case might be, it wasn't any of his business what went on between those two. It was their married life. He was simply there to note the pitfalls of a man who didn't appear to want to sleep with a beautiful and willing woman. Or maybe he did and things weren't going all that well.

Tony was considering all of this while Jacque lead him further into the mansion, which made him feel a bit dirty inside. They had finally finalized everything and now was the time for more introductions, but this wasn't just any old introduction. The man they were seeing right now was looking more than a little fragile, but his face was known as was his prestige.

Jacque Schnee motioned an arm. "May I present to you the founder of the Schnee Dust Company and my father in-law, Nicholas Schnee."

"Tony Stark." The older Schnee looked him in the eye. "I've been hearing many things about you."

"I'm sure you have, Mister Schnee." Tony kept his admiration to himself, maintaining his cool. "But that's just how it is when you're extraordinary."

"On that we can agree." The Schnee patriarch laughed a heart laugh. "I can remember my glory days like they were yesterday. Travelling into the mines with my men, getting my own hands dirty, building from the ground-up. Those were tough days, but they were fulfilling nonetheless."

The sound of a ringing scroll made Jacque reach into his pocket. Once he saw who was calling him, his face morphed into irritation.

"Apologies, gentlemen." The current Schnee head apologized. "I have to take this call. This might be a while."

"Take care of business." Nicholas waved his son in-law off. "I will keep our esteemed guest entertained."

"Very well." Jacque agreed.

The CEO of the SDC quietly vacated the room, already discussing something with the person on the other end of the line. After the doors were closed, the sound of a voice could be heard for a few more seconds.

"That man is all about business." Nicholas shook his head. "I sometimes wonder about him."

"You have doubts?" Tony began to lightly probe. "Weren't you the one that named him as the new head?"

"I did back when Jacque was trying to convince me to let him handle the reigns." Nicholas agreed without hesitation. "And I still have my doubts, even now."

"Is that something you ought to be telling me?" Tony quirked an eyebrow at this bit of information. "I'm not even part of your family. I'm just a business partner to your company. If the wrong people heard about this, you could be facing inner conflicts."

"Mister Stark, don't insult my intelligence. We both know that you're not in any position to be making enemies with the SDC. That's part of the reason why you agreed to this deal, is it not?"

"With or without you guys, I would've found a way to win. In the end, I always get what I want."

"Bold words, boy, but until you can rival what we have here, they will be just words. Do not make promises you cannot fulfill."

"Oh, don't you worry your shiny little head over that, Santa Claus. You'll be hearing from me more often than not."

"What did you just call me?"

"It's nothing, just an old legendary figure in some obscure fairy tale book. I don't even remember where it came from. It just popped into my head and I said it."

Now that Tony was bringing up all this stuff about his brain and his mouth rattling off, now might be a good time to get a PR team to help smooth over the rough edges. As much as he loved to go on about anything and everything, there was only so much he could say before he suffered more dire consequences in the future. Best to nip this one in the bud before it got out of hand, although it might be too late in some ways.

Good old Nick's expression became pensive. "I see your reputation for being a motormouth isn't an exaggeration. Half the things that you speak are just… I have no words to describe it."

"I've learned to stop caring so much about what people say to me." Tony shrugged his shoulders. "It doesn't matter if it's in my face or behind my back. I've got a plan and I'll get it done one way or another. There's always someone out there looking to tear you down for the most petty reasons."

The door opened once again and the two of them expected Jacque returning from his urgent business. Instead, the two of them witnessed the arrival of one Willow Schnee. Gone was the formal ball dress that the Stark had seen when he first met her replaced with another dress that was built for a home setting. Regardless, it didn't detract one bit from her beauty. He briefly wondered if she would look good in anything.

"Willow, what brings you here?" Nick immediately greeted his daughter.

"I wished to speak with you about something father, but I see I've come at an inopportune time." Willow looked at both men. "I will come back."

"If the matter isn't all that important, then stay." Nicholas motioned to her. "We won't mind the company."

"You'll get no objections from me." Tony played it cool, not giving off any indication of how he felt. "Be our guest."

"Mister Stark, a pleasure seeing you again." Willow did a slight bow. "I see I've missed my opportunity to introduce you both."

"So you have." Nick stared at her. "Jacque beat you to the punch once again, girl."

"I can see that." Willow smiled, but it seemed a little too perfect.

Calling this woman a perfect high-born lady was exactly the way to describe her. Her looks, her mannerisms, her words, everything was perfectly manufactured and refined to do precisely as expected. The problem with all of that was it made her predictable. This life of hers had molded her into perfection and the issue with perfection was that there was no room for improvement, no room for advancement, and no room for change. What was currently being seen was likely all there was to find.

Granted, Tony knew few facts about the Schnee family to make the proper judgement. That being said, what he saw was enough to give him a small picture of a family that felt really detached from each other. Maybe without his presence, things would be much different, but putting that scenario aside, the small things he could see from what was going on right now and what he had witnessed in the past made him ask questions internally.

"I can see why you didn't make this one the head of the SDC." Tony decided some light humor was called for. "She's not really cut out for this cunning and cutthroat job."

"No, she is most certainly not." Nicholas was not one to mince his words. "Not even a little bit."

"I would appreciate it if the two of you did not insult me when I am present." Willow glared at them, but her eyes were hardly threatening. "If you must criticize me, at least do so when I am not present."

"Be careful what you ask for, Willow." Nick warned her. "There is always an unintended consequence to everything you do. Good or bad, you must always be aware of that fact."

"I think you've hurt the poor woman enough." Tony butted in. "I said she wasn't any good at business. I never said she wasn't good at other things."

"I certainly hope you're not implying what I think you are." Nicholas eyed his younger contemporary. "Because if you are-"

"Relax there, St. Nick." Tony, against his better judgement, pushed through with the even look. "There ain't no way I'm gonna ruin Cinderella."

Willow tilted her head. "I don't understand."

"Neither do I." Nicholas pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Oh, come on, people." Tony sounded off his exasperation. "These are classic references. They're no fun when I'm the only one who gets it."

RWBY - - - Iron Man

Remnant, Unknown System

Kingdom of Vale

Emerald Forest

May 14th, 56 AGW

There were a few known truths about Stark Industries.

With a focus on inflicting casualties on a large scale, less time had been dedicated towards weaponry meant for a single soldier. That was where Team STRQ came into the picture. As had been explained to them in the first meeting, they were to field test the prototype of weapon. The data collected would determine if further adjustments were needed or if a presentation was in order; the former would result in another six months of development while the latter would kick mass production into gear.

Nearly three weeks of waiting had ended and now was their time to perform.

The details had been provided to them in-person with Mister Stark himself being there to explain the details. They were all given a scroll document to go along with them while they were out gathering data. As this mission could take some time, they rose early in the morning and planned to stay out all day. They would be monitored, but there would be no faculty shadowing them. That just went to show how secretive all of this was.

Broken down to its most basic components, the primary objective of the mission was to field test new experimental dust combined with some smart technology. The working theory behind this new advancement was to utilize dust in unorthodox ways and according to a situation's needs. Dust could only be used by one with an aura and a certain level of mental training. This test was to make use of dust beyond the currently known combat applications. Simply put, this was all about being creative with grimm-hunting.

Summer was the most eager to get out and do some field testing. Ever since her first conversation with Mister Stark, she had done everything she could to impress him. After all, he was a genius when it came to weapons and technology and she practically lived for that kind of stuff. Even after this mission was done, she would most definitely find a way to maintain that connection with the man.

Taiyang's response was more subdued. The blonde boy wasn't one to use overwhelming force to power through an object. His methods involved going around the problem and solving them in more careful ways. More often than not, it reflected in his methods of fighting and his contributions to the team. This was right up his alley and he intended to do his best to expand his horizon of fighting skills.

Raven, while initially uninterested in this mission, became unexpectedly more invested as more details were revealed. She existed solely for the purpose of fighting and killing. To find new ways to do both of those things tickled her fancy in all the right ways. Being on the cutting edge when it came to the best armament was to be in a really happy place for her. It might be more correct to say she was the most excited out of all of her teammates.

Qrow was indifferent at face value, but there was no denying that he was dedicated. After all, no matter how much he chose to portray himself as the cool and collected guy he was, he and Raven weren't twins for nothing. The major difference between himself and his twin sister was that he wouldn't freely admit to anything. He would follow his team and do what he was told because he didn't have a choice in the matter.

Team STRQ began their experiment in the Emerald Forest where they had all taken the initiation to gain entry into the academy. From there, they would work outwards towards the fringes of the forest where more species of Grimm with higher danger levels resided.

Summer first led the charge, doing an initial test phase with using just the dust vial held in her right hand. Without the need to power up her aura, she waited for a couple of Beowolves to get closer to her. Their approach was head-on as expected of some of the lowest of these monsters. To anyone not a huntsman, this would appear to be stupid, but the white-clad girl wasn't phased in the least.

"Come on, little wolfies." Summer muttered, narrowing her eyes. "Just a little bit more my way and then…"

When they leaped into the air to pounce on her, she moved into action. With highly trained accuracy, she dispersed the dust into the face of the first Beowolf all while swiftly evading to her right. She currently was making use of fire dust, so the usual expected result was a burning Grimm. That would typically be a problem, an enemy throwing itself head-first while on fire at their enemy. The result this time was an instant incineration that burned the ashes of the Beowolf before it could scatter into the wind. The resulting intense heat and explosion was enough to shred the other abominable wolf into pieces. It was even enough to hurt her with her aura being her salvation.

"That… was… AWESOME!" Summer lit up in complete elation in spite of the pain. "How does that even work? Are the atoms splitting? No, there's not enough density in the dust. Something in the dust to trigger a more explosive reaction? But that doesn't explain the force of the explosion. How is it able to be deadly instantly and create enough-"

"Summer, head in the game." Taiyang called to her.

"Right, sorry!" Summer composed herself. "Ursai incoming!"

"I've got this." Taiyang patted her on the shoulder and stepped up.

Four medium-sized Ursai lumbered forward, their paws ready to rip and tear. It was most fortunate that the blond-haired teenager was in his element thanks to his extensive training and experience in hand-to-hand. In both fists, he held two wind dust crystals. He curled his fists and crushed them into his palms, the fragments being absorbed by his aura. With his hands charged by the wind, he motioned his arms and made a chopping motion. The result was a wind blade that dissected one Ursa, splitting it vertically.

Taiyang then engaged the second Ursa. One evasion and a fist to its midsection ended with not only the damage of the punch and the aura augmenting it but also the wind hurling the Grimm some distance, causing it to collide into a few trees before falling to the ground either dead or severely wounded. The next two Ursa tried to corner him, but the unarmed fighter motioned his hands upwards, causing the wind to lift the two monsters up in the air. This gave him the opening to leap into the air and use his aura and gravity to smash the two of them back to the ground.

"I don't remember dust being this controllable without aura." Taiyang admired his handiwork. "Impressive."

"Are you kids done?" Raven held her katana at the ready. "Let the real hunters do the killing."

The black-haired girl brandished her blade with utter confidence. Next up were a horde of Lancers, not quite at their full size, but still much bigger than an average-sized man. She fiddled with her sheathe so she could test out her newly-acquired water blade. It felt lighter than she was expecting, but that worked for her. Lighter blades meant more striking force.

With precision slashing, she only nicked each Lancer enough to cause a minor flesh wound. At first glance, it was an ineffective attack, but then each bug began to fall to the ground, the water dust infused in their wounds spreading to the entire body and freezing them from the inside out. She then proceeded to smash each of them until there was only ice fragments on the ground.

"Minimal effort." Raven admired her handiwork. "Maximum results."

"That ain't nothing, Raven." Qrow pushed his sister aside. "Watch and learn, boys and girls."

The boy with bad luck on his side switched his weapon to shotgun mode, loading only a single lightning bullet into the chamber. His red eyes focused on a few Boarbatusks barrelling down at him. They were small little things, hardly half his height, but they numbered at least a few dozen. Taking careful aim, he pulled the trigger, aiming for the lead charger. The projectile struck home, causing a torrent of lightning to fry the pig-like Grimm, but it didn't stop at the singular target. The dust's effects spread to all of the Boarbatusks in the vicinity which produced a lightning chain reaction. When calm returned, there were twelve roasted Grimm.

"I got the most kills." Qrow began to brag. "I'm a hero."

"Hey, no fair!" Summer began to pout. "I was just getting started. I'll blow your numbers out of the water!"

"Excuse you." Raven was quick to correct her team leader. "I used water. You used fire."

"Does it really matter who killed how many and with what?" Taiyang's mediator instincts kicked in.

"Yes!" Summer shouted. "We need to get more kills for data. First to a 100 is buying all our noodle bowls for dinner!"

"Oh, hell no." Qrow retrieved more bullets to load into his weapon. "I am not going to pay for all that."

"Nor will I." Raven cycled through her blades.

Taiyang felt like giving up. "Guys, really?"

"Do you want to pay for the noodles then, Tai?" Summer questioned him.

"Nope." The blonde denied.

Iron Man - - - RWBY

Remnant, System Unknown

Kingdom of Vale

Stark Industries HQ

May 17th, 56 AGW

"Mister Stark. Good to see you." James Ironwood shook hands with his opposite. "I didn't expect an invitation."

"Things are going forward faster than even I had calculated." Tony took the hand and applied a firm grip. "I've got something for you to look at. This is strictly for your perusal, but if you feel that it'll be worth it, we can talk about fielding it."

"Show me." James could take a few guesses as to what was being referred to.

The businessman handed the captain a folder that felt quite heavy. The latter opened its contents and began to do a quick skim-through. This was a document containing the results of what was a new use of dust in combative scenarios. The tests were done courtesy of a team at Beacon Academy students. Countless situations and approaches were used. Singular forms of attack, complicated maneuvers, working in pairs and trios, entire team formations. Gods above, this was an extremely detailed file.

James could see that this new system was clearly a huge success, but the most important thing that he caught note of was how the dust no longer necessarily needed a person with aura to use it. That meant anyone and anything could use it. Not only could an average soldier enhance his effectiveness, but so too could the effectiveness of androids be enhanced. Going even further, what about specialist training? What could an experienced warrior of ten or twenty years do?

"I think you understand where I'm going with this." Tony saw that he had already won this battle. "All I need is your answer."

"My answer is a resounding yes, but in regards to my superiors, that will need to be determined." James wasn't shy about voicing his opinion. "However, convincing them will likely be no trouble."

"My thoughts exactly." Tony said. "Keep in mind this is in the prototype stages. While the students were very helpful in gathering data, I need wider pool in order to get a more concrete idea of the limits."

"If you're looking for more people willing to try this out, then I believe I have a solution." James replied. "Atlas Academy is full of students looking for new opportunities. They'll be more than glad to jump at this opportunity."

Tony nodded his head. "Great. Well, all of this is strictly hypothetical for now, but let me know if any issues come up. Oh, and one more question: what's your opinion on Jacque Schnee?"

"My opinion of Jacque Schnee?" James did well to keep any sort of curiosity out of his expression. "The man is the best at what he does, but sometimes I believe that he is the best at only one thing."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I have and we've known each other for a while now. I would say we are friends. For all intents and purposes, the kingdom of Atlas is largely able to function due to the Schnee Dust Company. We have Jacque to thank for that. However, I'm afraid his sight leaves him somewhat ignorant of other perspectives."

"Isn't it unwise to tell me this stuff specifically?"

"It's nothing that I'm sure you haven't guessed if not figured out."

That was certainly true.

I'm chugging along doing my best to create a world where Tony Stark is messing with the world of Remnant so thoroughly that by the time that we reach the year that Volume 1 is supposed to begin, things will be so warped that there will be no chance of repeating any events that have occured in canon, but I think you all knew that.

Now for the moment you've all been waiting for: the results of the poll that will decide the children of Iron Man. When this chapter gets posted, the poll will be closed and the results will be locked into the story. Four children for our protagonist to have in his life in one way or another. With that, let's give a drum roll to our winners.

With 98 votes and the unquestionable lead, Ruby Rose wins this. You guys might not be surprised by this, but when I first put this poll up, she was not number one. She was number two or lower for a while, but I think once I introduced Team STRQ into the story, her popularity skyrocketed and ever since then, our little red reaper has been undefeated. I think I can see the reasons why people want her as a child of Tony Stark. Between Tony's insane genius and the smarts that I put on Summer, just how big of a head will Ruby have? Will this make her even more weapon-crazy? Who knows.

Next up with 79 votes and beating out third and forth place by quite a bit we've got Weiss Schnee. From the very beginning she was always a popular choice, even being number one at one point. The heiress with her father being the arrogant, cocky, and narccicistic guy that he is? I'm sure that there is absolutely nothing that our resident ice queen will inherit from her father. Oh, and did I mention that I just realized that the two of them have a hidden heart of gold? Yeah, if I play my cards right, they're going to have one of the most rad and intimate connections that this story has to offer.

Coming in third and securing 61 votes is the upset and unexpected entry Neo Politian. Honestly, I did not see this one coming at all. At first, she didn't even register on my radar seeing as her vote count wasn't anything to write home about, but for some reason, you guys wanted her and she made her way here. Writing for our mute and mischievous crook is going to be something. It's going to be like her relationship with Roman Torchwick, only better. Question for all of you: how old is Neo when we first get introduced? Also, am I seriously writing a completely OC mother? You guys would put me on the spot like that?

Finally, in forth place and with 56 votes is Winter Schnee. Both Schnee sisters are going to be Tony's. The only thing I can say to that is you readers are something else. Why would you want me to write about a woman cheating on her bastard husband to sleep with some other guy and having two daughters as a result? Well anyway, Winter can always benefit from her father's determination and courage, so there is a silver lining. Maybe the reason our elder ice queen will grow up to be such a serious and no-nonsense woman is because her father is such a tease and not-at-all serious.

So to sum it up, one little red riding hood, two snow angels, and one deranged goon. You guys asked for it and I'm going to deliver with all that I can muster. Some of you might notice that the poll results won't be showing up on my profile. The reason is because I wanted to deliver the news personally. The results will go up a day after this chapter is posted.

Also bear in mind that Tony being the father of these four is a separate issue from the relationship he will have with their mothers.

On another site note, some of the contestants who came and left the top four were Pyrrha Nikos, Blake Belladonna, and Cinder Fall. Pyrrha saw some actions for a bit, knocking Winter off the pedestal, but the ice queen beat her out of a spot. I'm not sure if I should be happy or glade that our favorite spartan girl didn't win a spot.

Blake was number three for a long time and then Neo came in to swipe that spot away. I wasn't a fan of breaking up what appeared to be a happy relationship between Ghira and Kali. We didn't see them much in RWBY, but it was clear that they loved each other very much. Tearing them apart would have been uncomfortable with me.

Cinder briefly made it to number four, but once again, there was Pyrrha and Winter. Plus, there is the added problem of the few things that Tony and Cinder have in common. They couldn't be farther apart from each other personality-wise. Tony might be a really unbearable person at times, but he's not a bad guy. Cinder is just evil because of power and other reasons.

Thank you all for your continued support of this story. As a final note, I'm currently looking into getting a new art cover for this story because I think it needs one. I was thinking about making one myself, but my art skills are rusty. I might consider getting a commission. If anyone has an idea about that, please let me know. I'm afraid my knowlege of the artist community for RWBY is limited.

As always, please leave feedback and suggestions. I hope you all enjoyed reading.

"The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time."

Mark Twain