Viego stepped out of the flying machine known as a bullhead. His partner, Qrow, walked out with him.
"Make sure you keep on that armor of yours until we get to Ozpin's office." Qrow slurred, pulling out a flask and drinking from it.
Underneath the mask of his helmet, Viego rolled his eyes. It was the 24th time the bird named man had taken a drink from his flask. At this point, he was convinced the flask had no bottom.
As they walked, Viego couldn't help but admire the architecture in the city of Vale as he looked down on it from the passageway. It had been a long time since he had seen a more modern city. He looked from behind the railing for a while.
He then turned around and saw Qrow drinking from a bar. Viego sighed. As he approached him, he saw something on a box. It looked like people fighting. To be more specific, it looked like children fighting.
"What is that?" Viego asked motioning to the box.
"It's the Vytal Festival. Every few years, a tournament is hosted on T.V. that brings the huntsman academies together and have their students fight."
At that point, the fight had ended. The now called T.V. had gone blank.
The bartender whistled. "Now that was a match."
Qrow chuckled. "That was a mess."
"Come on man, you didn't like them? The Vale kids? Or any other before that? What fight are you here for?"
At that mention, Viego heard a noise come from behind him. He looked to see a fancier bullhead flying towards something. Ribbons flowing in the air from behind it.
"That one." Qrow mumbled, before standing up and downing the rest of his drink. "Ooh." He wobbled around. "Happy Vytal Festival." He slurred before putting some cards down on the table. Viego only assumed that this was Lien.
"Come on you stupid King." He said, wobbling away.
Viego growled., as he started to follow him. They walked a few more minutes, and were suddenly on a path to what looked like a castle. Viego admired the looks of it.
"I believe this is where the King of Vale is. Which begs the question of who Qrow's employer is."
At the same time as Viego was thinking, Qrow started to move faster. Viego then noticed this, and at the same time, Qrow destroyed two of the human shaped machines that walked before them.
"Hey!" Qrow shouted in his drunken state. The two figures in white clothing looked back at him. "Yeah...I'm talking to you...Ice queen." He continued before throwing the one machine to the side.
"Queen?"
One of the figures had a hand on their sword. "Halt!" they shouted. It was a woman's voice.
"Isolde?"
The other, smaller woman walked up to him "Excuse me!? Do you have any Idea who you're talking to?!" She shouted.
Qrow put a hand on her head. "Shhh shhh shhh...not you.." He said before moving her aside.
"Hey!"
Qrow started walking forward. Viego was slowly approaching him, noticing the smaller woman in white. He reached out with his senses, trying to find Isolde, but only found one soul residing in her. At the same time, he heard Qrow say "You…" Looking at the taller woman in white.
A Raven crowed in the background, before flying off a lamp post.
"Saw that goddy ship of yours in town...guess you're here too."
"I'm standing right before you." The woman said, two of those humanoid machines standing next to her.
Qrow eyed the woman. "So it would seem."
The woman scowled. "You realized that you destroyed Atlas Military property."
Qrow chuckled. "Ooh Oooh. I'm sorry. I mistook this for sentient garbage." He dramatically said.
"I don't have time for your immature games...Qrow" The woman growled.
The smaller woman that was standing beside Viego a few seconds ago approached the other. "Wait...you two know each other?"
"Jeez...you Atlas specialist think you're so special, don't you."
"It's In the title."
Qrow started to walk forward. "Well, you know what you really are? A bunch of sellouts...Just like your boss."
"I'm not sure what you think you're implying...but I have heard enough." The woman said with a raised tone.
"Ooh I heard too! I heard ol-Ironwood finally turned his back on Ozpin."
"Ozpin?"
"Weiss, It's time for you to go." The taller woman said. The girl now known as Weiss started to question her.
"Listen to big sister, Weiss. She'll protect you. Just like Atlas is gonna protect all of us..eh?"
From a few feet behind him, Viego glared from underneath his mask. "Branwen…"
It looked like the woman finally had enough. She glared at Qrow. "If you won't hold your tongue...then I will GLADLY remove it for you!" She said, drawing her sword.
Qrow sighed. "Alright then…" He slicked his hair back. "Come take it."
With that, the woman launched forward. Slicing at Qrow. Fortunately for him, even in his drunken state, he was dodging all the attacks. Qrow bowed as the woman did an overhead strike. It hit his sword, which then drew as a saber.
Viego sighed.
The two started fighting. Qrow taking swipes time and time again as the woman kept backing up. The other people watching as the fight took place.
The two continued to trade blows. Viego heard someone shout "Kick her butt, Uncle Qrow!" and another one saying "Show him respect, Winter!"
Another minute had passed and they were still fighting. Viego began to get infuriated. The black mist started to emerge from him. Qrow promised him something, and when his Isolde was involved...he would get what was promised.
Viego summoned his blade, causing the people around him to go gasp. He turned into mist and charged forward. As Qrow's and the woman's blade's were about to collide, Viego blocked both blades with his Zewihander, surprising both fighters.
"ENOUGH!" Viego shouted, as he quickly kneed the woman in the stomach, and hit Qrow in the face with the end of his blade. The woman flew back but landed on her feet. Qrow fell to the ground, his sword falling out of his hands.
Viego put the tip of his blade to Qrow's throat. "You promised me something...You said that we would meet your employer...yet here we are...WASTING OUR TIME!"
The tip of the great-sword moved slightly forward, drawing a little bit of blood. "I will not continue to stay here...and watch you fight a stupid battle, when I have something important to do."
That entire time, Qrow's eyes were filled with fear. "Okay...okay...we can go." He said quickly. Viego slowly moved his sword away from Qrow's throat, and looked back at the woman. Her face contorted with anger.
"Do you have ANY IDEA WHO YOU JUST ATTACKED!?" She shouted. Viego did not care. He turned to mist and was then directly in front of her. His sword at his side. The woman's eyes widened once more.
"I do NOT know...yet I do not care." He growled. The mist threatened to erupt from him. "I heard you were a specialist of some sort, yet your actions suggest you are a child."
"He is right you know…" A new voice said. The woman in front of him quickly turned around.
"General Ironwood! I apologize for my actions!" She said, bowing.
"At ease, Specialist Schnee. We will discuss this situation later." The man known as Ironwood said. "As for you…" He looked at Viego. "I appreciate you stopping the fight. Please try to do it in a more civilized way next time."
Viego glared at him underneath his mask. Then felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Come on...you wanted to see my employer." Qrow said, still a little bit drunk. Viego nodded and the two started towards the building.
"Hold on a minute Qrow...I nee-"
"Sorry Ironwood...this is more important." He called back.
Viego smirked as his sword vanished into mist, causing people to whisper about him.
/ = /
Ozpin looked at the man in front of him. When he imagined a king, he imagined someone older. He didn't expect to see a young man who looked like he was in his early thirties.
"You must be The Ruined King." Ozpin said, taking a sip from his mug. The King nodded from the other side of the table. "Do you have another name I could call you? Saying The Ruined King all the time would be a bit...strange.
The man scowled "I will not tell you my name. Not until I have my reason for being here."
"Yes...about that reason." Ozpin sighed. He looked to the other people in the room, which included General Ironwood, Glynda, Qrow and Specialist Schnee. "If Miss. Schnee could leave us."
Ironwood nodded and looked to the specialist. "You are dismissed."
"But sir-"
"Dismissed."
With a slight huff, she walked over to the elevator and out of the room.
"Now then...you have something that is of great importance to us. I believe Qrow told you about it?
The King nodded. "He said it was something involving the "Maiden". From the woman I fought, she said it was the power of the Spring Maiden."
"Yeah...something that I had." A new voice said. From the corner, Raven Branwen appeared. "By the way, I would like compensation from my tribe, since you destroyed it"
Qrow laughed from the other corner. "What's your motto, sis? The Weak die, the strong live? Guess your tribe was full of weaklings."
"Shut your mouth, Qrow. I would have half the mind to-"
Glynda slapped her riding crop on Ozpin's desk "ENOUGH! You two are acting like children. Keep at it, and I will throw you out this window."
With that, the two siblings stopped bickering. Raven huffed and Qrow growled.
"Thank you, Glynda. Now, If I may ask this, how did you steal the Maiden powers?"
"I will not answer." The king responded.
Ozpin nodded. "Of course."
"You're just going to let him go with that?!" Ironwood asked angrily. "Oz, that may be one of the most stupid things to do!"
"Maybe, unless you are willing to work with us." He looked to the King.
The kings fist tightened. "Branwen said you could give me my Isolde. I want her back."
Ozpin mentally sighed. Of course Qrow would say that. "While we do not know of her current whereabouts…" Mist had started to emerge from the king. "We will do everything in our power to try and get her back."
The mist died down. The king grunted. "What are you proposing I do? According to Branwen, my figure is one of an alien, and people would be worried about my presence."
Ozpin frowned. This was true. People would be very concerned about a pale man who was supposedly a king walking around his academy.
"Speaking of aliens, what is your semblance? I know it has something to do with the mist, but from what Mrs. Branwen told me…
"I am not married anymore."
Ozpin rolled his eyes. "From what Ms. Branwen told me, your mist has the capability to summon "Zombie" like creatures. Is this true?"
"Oh yeah...definitely true. Fucking weird looking monsters." Qrow said. "I swear...those things could be almost as bad as Grimm if they got big enough."
The King sighed. "Yes. I do have this ability, however, It is not actually what you all would call a semblance."
Ozpin perked up at this. "Oh? And what would it be?"
"I cannot tell you."
"Why is that?"
"I choose not to."
Qrow snorted and took another sip from his flask. Ozpin could only sigh.
"Please...it will be better if you could only cooperate with…" Ozpin saw something on a private call. "If you would excuse me." He opened the call. "Leo, what do I owe the plea...what happened?"
One call, the headmaster of Mistral appeared ragged and tired. "Ozpin?! Oh thank gods you called! Something happened a few hours ago!"
"Please, explain."
"Something emerged from the top of the academy! It was a bluish-green black mist!"
At that time, everyone looked to the King standing in front of Ozpin.
"Creatures like I have never seen before came with it! They were strong! Do you think this is the work of Salem?"
Everyone started to glare at the king.
"I do not believe so...but we cannot risk anything. Were there any casualties?"
"I-I believe you we had 28 huntsman deaths…"
Everyone's glare grew harder. Ironwood's hand moved to one of his guns.
"This is troublesome. Stay where you are. I will see If I can get Ironwood to send any military units."
"T-Thank you Ozpin!"
"Keep me notified."
With that the call ended. Ozpin rubbed his temples, and looked at the king. "Do you mind explaining what happened?"
"I cannot tell you-"
"For the love of-"
"For I do not know."
Everyone looked at him once more, this time, with great confusion. Ironwood decided to speak up.
"You have declared war on a kingdom...and you think now is the right time to joke?!"
"I never intended on creating a war." The King said. "Nor am I joking."
"What do you-"
"QUIET!" The King shouted. Ozpin was surprised, and somehow a little afraid. "You call yourself a military general?! All I see before me is a man who uses his power for authority and nothing more!"
While everyone else was stunned by the sudden outburst, Qrow started to laugh. "Oh man...I think I'm going to like this guy!"
Ironwood growled. "That's rich, coming from the man who is a "King". I have never even heard of you!"
"My kingdom was forgotten by time. It is also not shown on the map." He said calmly. "All I remember is that my kingdom's name is Camavor, and my queen's name was Isolde. As well as a short moment before...something..."
"Is there anything about Isolde that you can tell us about?" Ozpin asked to break the tension in the room.
At this mention...the King looked sad. "I could not tell you, for I do not remember. Every time I see her, she looks different." His voice was truly filled with sadness. "The most I remember is that she was sinking beneath the waters...and then...and then…"
He looked around, as if he was searching for something.
"What do you mean "Sinking beneath the waters?" Ozpin asked.
"My queen had died."
The room went silent, till Ironwood scoffed. "Great, we have a delusional killer in our midst."
At that movement. The King turned into mist and charged at Ironwood. He was thrown back against the wall. The King appeared in front of him and lifted Ironwood off the ground by the neck. Everyone-except Raven Branwen-took out their weapons.
"I AM NOT DELUSIONAL!" The King shouted.
"Mr...King. Please put him down." Ozpin commanded. The King looked back at him, pure anger radiated from him. The King scoffed, and dropped Ironwood who began lightly coughing.
"My apologizes, I lost my temper." The King said.
"All is forgiven." Ozpin said. Glynda glared at him. "Please, continue."
The King nodded. "I sent one of my loyalists to find a cure for a poison that had infected her. She found a place called the blessed Isles...a place where the mythical waters could bring back from the dead."
"So you dipped her into the waters, then everything went black?" Glynda asked.
"That is correct."
Ozpin hummed. "What if your queen was not able to be resurrected?"
The king looked in anger. "No, she remains in this world...I can feel it."
Everyone except Qrow looked confused.
"Oh right...He can sense people's souls." Qrow quickly said, filling in the gap.
"Still doesn't explain why you destroyed my tribe and took the maiden powers from me. " Raven glared at the King.
"I believed that you held a piece of my queen's soul. I wanted to take it back. As for your tribe, they did not submit to me."
"That is yet another question. how did you take the maidens soul?"
"I believe I already told you I would not answer."
Ozpin sighed. "No, it's not that. The maiden powers can only be gained by a woman who has not reached her thirties."
The king's head tilted. "That is oddly...specific."
Qrow snorted from the corner. Glynda just sighed.
"Either way, My offer to you is that you become an informant of mine."
"I refuse."
Ozpin winced. "Then perhaps an equal? You are a king after all." He said, hoping to sway the king to his side.
The king looked as if he was considering the proposal.
Glynda bent down to Ozpin. "You cannot be serious." She whispered.
"Glynda, If we can have this man on our side, who knows what will happen. Imagine him on Salem's side! If he has the power to take souls, that would create catastrophe. I do not like this, but it is the only idea I have." He whispered back, looking up at the king.
"If I do this, I have many conditions." The king said.
"Whatever it is, we shall do our best to fulfill your needs." Ozpin answered with a giddy tone. "First, however, I need to inform you of something."
/ = /
Viego walked through the halls of Beacon Academy. He had been told a few things on their current situation and was answered questions. After he apologized to the woken General and summoned the rest of his armor, he left the tower, and was now in search of his new room.
Even with the provided map, it took a few minutes for Viego to find his room. When he did, he had no Idea how to open it. If he remembered correctly, It had something to do with the equipment he was given called a "Scroll."
He took it out of his pocket, flipping the device in hand. He put the device to the door, nothing happened. He repeated the process a few more times. Nothing happened.
"Curse this technology…" He muttered to himself.
"Having trouble there, my King?" A sarcastic voice called from his side. Viego looked to see a now known Raven Branwen standing a few feet away from him. She walked up and took the scroll out of his hand, and opened the door.
"It seems that even a great king can't figure out a simple door." She said slyly.
Viego scoffed. "My kingdom was not known for its technological advances. We did not have anything like this."
He walked into the room, taking in his surroundings. It was a simple room. A bed resided in the corner. A desk with a chair right next to it. Another room that he had no idea what was. He would figure it out later.
"You know...I still want compensation for my tribe." Raven said from behind him.
Viego sighed. "And what would that be?"
Before Raven could say anything, her eyes widened and she rushed into the room, closing it behind her.
She sighed. "Maybe just a place to stay uninterrupted...then."
"I cannot help you with that, nor will I help you with that. Now please leave."
Raven turned to him, she was biting her lower lip. "Just a few more seconds?" She was practically begging.
"Leave." Viego said, before opening the door and pushing her out. He shut the door quickly and sat on his bed. He then heard someone call out "Mom?" before frantic footsteps and fluttering of a bird's wings.
He sat on the bed. His armor disappeared. He sighed, for he had a lot of research to do.
Starting with how to use the scroll, and then learning whatever the other room with the strange seat in it was.
/ = /
A woman sat in a chair. She was staring at a video of a man wearing strange armor. She watched how he turned into mist and practically took down a specialist, as well as a full fledged huntsman.
Beside her, were two of her informants. One had green hair and tanned brown skin. The other had pale skin and silver hair.
"What do you know of this man...Mercury?" The woman asked.
"I dunno anything, really. First time that I've ever seen him. I even asked Junior. The guy did know anything either." Mercury answered.
"So he is an unknown…" The woman said. She did not like unknowns. "You said he came with the huntsman?"
Mercury nodded. "Yeah, they came out of the bullhead together, like they were coming back from a mission."
"And what of his semblance. What do you think of it?"
"Well, It looks like gas or something involving gas. It would be a safe bet to say that he can be taken out easily with fire dust."
"And that's the kinda power you have!" The green-haired woman said excitedly. The woman in the chair glared at her. The green-haired girl shuffled back, looking down.
"Yes Emerald...he could be weak towards me." The woman said, looking back to the screen.
The woman was intrigued by this man. He had come out of nowhere, his semblance was nothing like she had seen before. Even his weapon was intriguing, as it seemed to be bonded with his semblance.
"Keep your eyes on him. We don't know what he could be planning."
"Of course, Cinder."
The woman named Cinder smiled.
/ = /
A few hours later, and Viego had figured out completely how to use the scroll, and what the other room was. According to "The Internet", It was called a bathroom.
Modern society was truly a wonder at times.
Viego summoned his armor and walked outside of his room, closing the door behind him. He had a few things to do, one of them involved research, as The Ruination might have begun once again.
He followed the map towards the library, looking for the "History" section. He looked through the books for anything involving The Ruination. He pulled out a book called Remnants History. He brought the book to a table, rapidly flipping through pages for anything he might know.
Viego was stunned, as he only found pieces of information that were completely new to him. No mention of The Blessed Isles, no mention of Ionia. Nothing of what he knew.
The King leaned back in the chair. His mind was racing, as he didn't know what was going on.
"Could I...be in another world?"
No. It was impossible. He sensed his Isolde. He could not be in a different world. Not if he sensed her.
His face fell into his hands. He didn't know what was going on anymore, but it didn't matter. If his queen was here, he would be reunited with her.
Viego stood from the chair, grabbing the book with him. He hastily walked out of the library and headed towards Ozpin's office. He was about to turn into the corner when ran into the Specialist and the girl he saw with her before. He assumed the two were sisters, completely based on looks.
The Specialist glared at him. Viego glared back, although she couldn't see it.
"Specialist." He said, showing no mirth in his voice at all. The specialist went to say something, but was lost on her words. To hide her blush, she looked to the side.
"You're the one who attacked my sister!" The girl at her side shouted.
Viego lightly scoffed. "I nearly ended the fight that should not have happened. Branwen was supposed to take me to Ozpin when we arrived. Speaking of which." He looked to the specialist. "I do apologize for my way of handling things. At the time, it was the only reasonable solution, since you both were focused on the battle."
The specialist looked at him with wide eyes. It seemed that she was surprised by the gesture. She shook her head. "Well, apology accepted…" She paused. "While not appropriate, it makes sense."
Viego nodded, and started to continue to walk towards Ozpin's office, but the woman started speaking again.
"What is your name? I never had the time to ask."
Viego looked back at her. "I am The Ruined King."
Her face had slight confusion. "Do you...have another name?"
Viego lied by shaking his head. "My name was lost to time."
"I see…Very well. I do have a request."
"And what is that request?"
"That you fight me."
Viego was stunned by this. No mortal had ever willingly wanted to fight him. Her sister seemed to be stunned by this as well.
"Why do you wish to fight me?" He asked.
"I wish to test your capabilities. I have never seen you before, and your strength is quite admirable. When you attacked me, you knocked me back far." She said. "I am curious to see what you are capable of."
The woman continued to surprise Viego. A "friendly" fight was never something he really considered.
"Very well." Viego said. "I accept this challenge. I believe 20 minutes until our battle will suffice. I must warn you, however. None have bested me In combat."
A small smirk appeared on the specialist's lips. "The same for me."
Viego nodded, once again walking off. He needed to get to Ozpin. He needed to know what was going on.
He entered the elevator, and pressed the appropriate button. Last time, he was escorted out. He had gained knowledge from then, and was now more appropriately accustomed to technology.
The elevator dinged, and the doors opened. He was greeted with the sight of Ozpin and Ironwood arguing over something. They both immediately looked over to him. Ironwood stood up straight with a slight glare and Ozpin sat up straight in his chair.
"Ah! My...er...King?"
Viego sighed. "You may call me Viego."
Ozpin's eyes widened "Oh, of course. Well then, Mr. Viego. What do you require?"
Viego walked up to the desk and put the book on the table. He needed to know if his suspicions were true. "Why is there no mention of an event know as The Harrowing in this book?"
Ozpin's face contorted with confusion. "The Harrowing?"
"Yes, The Harrowing. An event that nearly destroyed the planet. Why is it not mentioned in this book?"
Ironwood and Ozpin looked at each other. "I'm afraid I do not know what you are talking about...do you, James?"
"I do not."
Viego felt his hands clench. He was right, he was in another world. It just didn't make sense how he felt the soul of his Isolde.
"It matters not if I am in a different world...I will see her face again." He muttered before walking out of the office.
As he entered the elevator, he saw the confused faces of Ironwood and Ozpin.
Viego knew now what he had to do. He had to become his own player on the chessboard. This war Ozpin mentioned meant nothing to him, nor did the woman named Salem.
"This mist has but one cure...and I will find her…"
No matter what he had to do.
/ = /
Winter stood in the combat room, her sister standing next to her.
"Are you sure about this, Winter? He looks threatening."
Winter nodded. "He may be strong, but I am a specialist. I will defeat him."
This Ruined King was able to knock her back with only one attack, but she was slightly weakened due to her battle with Qrow.
She looked at the door, as the King had entered the room. Winter drew her saber, and stood on the platform, ready for battle.
The man stood on the platform as well. On the screen, the Aura levels were shown. Winter was surprised when she only saw hers come up on the screen.
"Ms. Goodwitch? Why isn't this man's Aura level being shown?"
Winter looked towards the teacher, only to find she didn't have an answer.
"He doesn't have an Aura?! Then he must be lying about being undefeated...no...I felt the power behind his attack...what is he?"
The man held out a hand, summoned his sword to his side, and went into his supposed stance. He bent his knees, putting the blade behind him. He used each hand to grab one of the handles of the Zewihander.
"He is not an amateur. I need to keep up my guard."
"Are both parties ready?" Goodwitch asked.
Both the King and Winter nodded.
"3...2...1...FI-"
The man wasted no time and rushed towards Winter with a sideways strike. Winter quickly brought up her blade to block. He went for another sideways strike from the other side. Winter blocked again, but was being pushed back.
The King continued to strike at her, pushing her back more and more. At one point, Winter had to jump over him.
She went for a downward stab as she was directly above him, only for him to lift his blade and block. He sliced upward and Winter blocked, moving her blade sideways.
As Winter was about to land, the King punched her in the stomach, then kicked her away. She slid back and steadied herself, only for her to block another strike from the King's blade. Winter managed enough strength to push the King back, bringing distance between them.
Winter was slightly panting. She took a look at her Aura to see that he was currently at 81% without having used her semblance yet. She looked back at the King, who was releasing some mist.
Without warning, the King turned into said mist and charged forward. Winter expecting him to attack straight on, attacked forward with her Saber. Unfortunately, the King appeared behind her and sliced down.
Winter's eyes widened as she felt her clothes and back get cut. She was then pushed forward by the king's foot. He landed face first on the ground. She quickly rolled over attempting to get away. Luckily for her, she just avoided the blade being stabbed into the ground.
She quickly hopped up, blade in hand. She looked at the king as he ripped his blade from the ground.
"You know that technique is illegal...especially during a spar." She growled. She then heard a drop of blood form the slice on her back drip and hit the ground.
Unbeknownst to the fighters, they had grown an audience. They started to whisper as the droplet of blood hit the ground.
"I am not sure of what you are referring to." The king calmly said. Winter growled once more.
"You are using your Aura to amplify your blade to allow it to cut through my Aura. That technique is used by Killers." She spat out.
More Whispers
The King tilted his head. "I apologize, for I do not know what an "Aura" is." Winter's eyes widen. "I know that you are using your soul as a shield, but nothing more." He continued.
Winter paled. He really didn't know what Aura was. Winter looked at the screen, her Aura levels were at 53%, and the King's Aura levels were still not shown.
She grit her teeth, and sheathed her blade. This man was dangerous. He needed to be dealt with.
"I forfeit."
Hoo boy. Well that was a thing. Sorry Winter, I guess you're just being outclassed by everyone now. Then again...I mean...The Blade of The Ruined King is no joke. Like...the in game stats for it are great!
Speaking of In game, I am trying to keep Viego's abilities to how they are perceived while playing him. I don't know how well I'm doing, so let me know.
As for involving Viego on the chess board. I got a review saying that he's probably going to smash the chess board between Salem and Ozpin. He is going to do so much more than that…
Now, speaking about what happened in Mistral. It seems that when Viego was stealing the Soul/Maiden powers from Raven, The Ruination had begun, like what happened in the cinematic. How this is going to play into future chapters will be seen later.
It also looks like Viego has caught the eye of nobody's favorite maiden (I secretly hope she becomes a renegade). Now, will he be swayed to her side, will he stay on Ozpin's (theoretically), or will he make his own, with his own possible following? Who knows (well, I do but...yeah).
AND YES...I do not believe that bathrooms existed when Viego was king. Like it was 1000 years (or more) ago when he died. Give the man a break.
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-TheKazooBirb
Omake
Weiss looked at her sister in shock. "Winter! A Schnee does not give up!
Winter scoffed. "I am not giving up. I am performing a tactical retreat."
"A wha-"
Winter pointed into the air. "LOOK! A SHOOTING STAR!"
All of the sudden, everyone but the king looked to where she was pointing. At the same time, Winter threw a smoke bomb on the ground and ran out the room.
The King dropped his stance. "What?"
