*Happy, up-tuned, jingly version of Justice League theme*
Hunters of Justice Chibi!
Kitchen Nightmares: Titan's Tower by Praxus84
Most of Teams RWBY, JNPR and the Batfamily were having a rare afternoon of relaxing in Wayne Manor's living room when Dick walked in, whistling a cheery tune. "Dick!" Ruby sprang up in excitement, giving him a greeting hug.
"Hey, Rubes, you doing okay?" He asked, hugging her back and ruffling her hair.
"Just great, thanks!" The others looked at him carrying a laptop under his arm.
"By the way, we'd be having lunch soon," Yang said with a little smirk. "You mind if we order a couple of Night-Wings?" The Remnantians all giggled or laughed at varying degrees at the reference while Tim and Stephanie buried their faces in the couch's pillows. Damian and Jason just grit their teeth, praying Bruce couldn't hear it from the Batcave. There's no telling what his reaction would be.
Dick's eyebrow twitched. "So I take it you told them too, huh?" Jaune just gave a relaxed shrug. "Eh, it's all good, I'm not one to hold a grudge. In fact, I've got a little clip I wanted to show you guys in person." He opened up the laptop and attached it via cables to the nearby flatscreen. Everyone expectantly turned to it. "Enjoy." He hit Play.
"WHAT IN THE *BLEEP* *BLEEP* IS THIS?!" A thundering British voice roared from the speakers, making Ruby yelp in fright and jump into Yang's arms. And the rest weren't better off, either; Weiss and Nora had drawn their respective weapons and Pyrrha was making a defensive array of metal trays circle her and Jaune (Alfred hung from one of them with a bemused expression). Damian for his part simply rubbed his ears while Stephanie picked her boyfriend off the floor. "Did you have to turn up the volume, Grayson?" The latest Robin grumbled while Jason just cackled at the whole display.
"I didn't, it's at normal setting," His oldest predecessor replied, glancing up at Blake: the poor Faunus was hanging wide-eyed from the chandelier, somehow not knocking off the crystals. He then gestured to the frozen blond-haired man who was holding up a plate. "But, yeah, ladies and gentlemen of Remnant, allow me to introduce-"
"Gordon Ramsay, right?" Yang cut in, patting her little sister. "Gar showed me and Ren a couple of episodes from Hell's Kitchen while we were staying at the Tower." He thumbed at the Huntsman-in-training, only then noticing a pretty strong blush on his face.
Nora saw it too and passed Magnhild over to Weiss, not noticing how the extra weight made her tumble over with an indignant squawk. "Ren, what's wrong?" She asked her partner, cradling his face. Ren in turn continued to avoid eye contact, sweating a bit.
"Oh, you'll see soon enough," Dick was still smirking while gesturing at the paused video. "As for the rest of you, Gordon Ramsay is a celebrity cook from England who has hosted a couple of things, including some contest shows. And seeing as I'm the kind of leader who wants to encourage his friends to go for wild ideas," his smirk grew a bit larger, "like, say, when they want to start a hero-themed restaurant, I felt it'd be appropriate to cash in an old favor Batman had with Mr. Ramsay and make a special for Kitchen Nightmares." He pressed the Play button, making the video continue.
"H-hey, dude, th-that's a perfectly good crispy tofu bowl-" Beast Boy stammered before the man tossed his fork onto the table, the clattering cutting him off.
"Perfectly good?!" Ramsay said after wiping his mouth clean of the meal. "You call this," gesturing at the bowl in front of him, "mismatched, covered-in-grease *bleep* perfectly good? The cashews are so hard you can barely chew them while the cucumbers just fall part in your mouth. The quinoa isn't done at all! And honestly, the tofu's practically dripping with fat. What, did you put it in a French-fryer or something?" Gar awkwardly looked away. "Un-*bleep*-believable! If your gothy girlfriend hadn't served me an honest-to-goodness fine tea, I'd *bleep* chop you up into a pot, roast you in oil and then serve you myself! And I don't give a *bleep* what kind of *bleep* animal you'd turn into, I could still make you taste *bleep* better than this *bleep*!"
Weiss briefly paused it, frowning. "What's with all the censoring? You can't seriously tell me that a respectable TV celebrity would swear that much, even when faced with… less than appropriate cooking?"
"Oh, he would," Dick, Yang and a still-blushing Ren replied. Dick explained, "But yeah, I managed to get the censored version. No way I'd show Ruby the un-edited thing," he thumbed at the irritated brunette, "Not just because Yang would crush me into powder but exposing a pure marshmallow-soul like hers to that would guarantee me a one-way trip to Hell."
All the others nodded in understanding, Ruby squawking out, "Hey!" indignantly before it continued. Beast Boy had transformed into a green crab and scuttled away in fright, meanwhile, Ramsay was being served a king-sized platter of ribs with baked potatoes on the side from nervous-looking Cyborg. Credit where credit was due, he tried to show confidence while the chef went for a bite. "Okay, so BB's tofu gunk sucked eggs, but these are my pride-and-joy ribs straight off the grill! Got the recipe from Gramma herself-"
"Really, now? Then you're dishonoring the poor woman." Ramsay cut the stunned Victor off, spitting out the bone. He jabbed the rest scornfully. "Aside from the fact that it's slathered in sauce so much most people couldn't really taste the meat, that may actually be a *bleep* good thing! You used a charcoal grill for these. Not a bad move, but there's been too much bloody heat, I can actually taste more burnt-up wood than I can *bleep* beef! Plus the *bleep* potato isn't even done, I'd need a *bleep* power saw for it, for God's sake!" He bounced the tinfoil-wrapped vegetable off the ground. "I thought you superheroes were supposed to rescue damsels in distress, not put them there!" Cyborg hurried away with the plate, clearly trying not to cry. "Oh don't give me that routine, you're supposed to have iron *bleep*, aren't you?!" Gordon shook his head, "*bleep* me senseless…" before waving his hand. "Alright, c'mon then. Let's finish this with a bang."
And in walked… "Ren?!" They all screamed, looking between the suited-up Verdant Lotus with an apron on-screen and their friend hiding his blushing face in his hands. The questions came in a flood.
"Wh-when did you-"
"You met him too-"
"WHAT DID THAT LIMEY JERK SAY ABOUT MY RENNY'S COOKING?!" Nora's voice rang over them all, the energetic girl holding her hammer menacingly. "If he insulted my man, forget breaking his legs, I'll crack his skull open and flatten his tongue!"
Ren just kept his mouth shut, refusing to look at anyone. "Why don't you see for yourself?" Nightwing asked her. In the video, Ren placed a small steaming wok of noodles and other condiments. "Alright then. Lotus, right?" He nodded silently. "Must be a new one. By the way, am I hallucinating from those last two *bleep*-piles, or are you lacking a little color there?"
Sure enough, Ren's Semblance had been active the whole time, coating himself in a gray aura. "Just… a little something I can do to help take the edge off. Forgive me, but I'm slightly nervous."
"Fair enough, we'll see whether or not you've got reason for that. Presentation is already more than a few steps up from your friends, what exactly did you have in mind?" Ramsay prodded it a bit, brow furrowing.
"I have prepared traditional Yakisoba with a bit of a twist. A combination of ground pork and calamari, with a blend of seasoning."
"Hmm, daring move, I'll give you that much." Ramsay twirled a bit together on some chopsticks Ren had brought as well, then placed it into his mouth. Both Ren on-screen and the whole audience (minus current Ren) watched pensively as he chewed it slowly. After a while, he looked up and said, "You call this a meal?" Pink lightning crackled around Nora as she ground her teeth together while video-Ren's Semblance flickered, showing his nerves. "Because I'd call this a bloody masterpiece." Ramsay swallowed it with a pleased smile.
Everyone let out a sigh of relief as he continued while eating more of the dish. "I'm serious here, both the pork and the calamari are done to perfection, and their respective tastes neither overlay nor are undermined by each other or the rest of the ingredients. The noodles have a bit of firmness to them so I can chew it properly if I don't want to slurp them down, the vegetables are all done exquisitely with no excess oil, and I can tell you added a hint of ginger to bring up a slightly bitter touch that is balanced by the meat's sweetness. Bloody hell, you didn't even overdo the spiciness like others, it's just right so that generally, it's already good enough, but those who prefer a little more kick can add to it without compromising the rest!" By now, the pan was clean, and Ramsay and Ren were both grinning from ear to ear.
"Aww, my Ren knows how to cook, huh?" Nora hugged her partner tightly, who smiled despite his blushing. Then again, that intensified when Jaune and Pyrrha both gave their own praises.
Team RWBY, Dick and the rest of the Batfamily (even Damian) clapped in applause for him. But Tim was still confused. "Wait, so why are you so nervous? You worried we'll force you to cook all of our meals now?"
"Nope." Dick directed their attention to the screen. In it, Ramsay had gotten up and was happily shaking hands with Ren. "Great work, here, Lotus. You got any kind of special cooking lessons?" Ren shook his head, humble smile frozen in place. "*Bleep* hell. If being a superhero doesn't work out, you'd have a definite future as head chef of a fine restaurant. Honestly, well done!" He pulled him closer and clapped him on the back, then released him…
And then Ren tipped over with a bright smile to the floor. The video ended with Ramsay and a quickly approaching Raven quickly checking up on him. Dick shut it off with a chuckle before continuing. "Yeah, our cooking prodigy here actually fainted from the positive energy. Fancy that."
"I was expecting the worst from Mr. Ramsay, I thought he'd tear into me for the ginger or it being less spicy than usual Yakisoba." Ren hurriedly explained as they all laughed a bit. "I'd already prepared my Semblance to suppress his rage, but when he clapped my back and I felt his pride and satisfaction, well…" He was practically redder than Ruby's cloak by now. "Guess we now know strong positive emotions can overwhelm me if I'm not prepared."
"And Gar and Vic are still skulking over their respective reviews. My work as their leader is done."
Blake tapped her lip with an index finger in thought. "Let me guess, Kori wasn't a part of this because her cooking could've literally eaten Ramsay alive?" A shrug was all the answer she needed. "And M'gann?"
"Oh, she hightailed it out as soon as she saw who was visiting. Celebrities intimidate her at the best of times, she's pretty camera-shy."
Jaune then frowned as a worrying thought came. "Wait, I'm the one who told them about Bat-Burger, so why… "
"Didn't I invite you to Gordon Ramsay's little session?" His grin turned downright predatory. And right then and there, everyone in the room was reminded that Dick Grayson was Batman's first protégé and had learned how to be frightening when he needed to be. "Let's just say I've got a little something… special in mind for you, Jaune-y boy."
White Knight could only give an audible gulp.
Elseworlds: Gotham by Gaslight by GameBawesome
Gotham City, New Jersey, United States of America, 19th Century, 1:30 A.M.
It was the middle of night, in the city of Gotham, and the streets were wright with dread. A killer stalked the streets, killing young women and leaving their mutilated corpses for the world to see. Some suspected it to be the work of Jack the Ripper, the infamous killer of Whitechapel, who left the city of London, to terrorize Gotham and it's inhabitants.
Yet, there was sign of life. A young woman walked the streets. She was wearing a large feathered hat, with a black shawl under it. Her cloak and dress was messy, and it smelled of alcohol. In her hand, was a empty bottle. She looked like prostitute.
From behind the misty ally, a cloaked man walked towards her. This man was covered by a mask, and a large top hat. The woman didn't notice the man, until he put his hand on her shoulder. The woman became startled, before calming down at the sight of the strange man.
"My my, you gave me such a startle." The young woman said, with no concern over the masked man, "Your choice of attire is peculiar... I suspect your the type of man who indulges in his vices in secret?"
The man said nothing, yet the young woman showed signs of inebriation and lustfulness... a sign of lowlife, of scum... of sin.
"Well...follow me then..." the Young woman giggled, as she ran into the alley, in a playful manor.
The masked man walked into the alley, cornering his unknowing target. The young woman was standing there, possibly too inebriated to realize the masked man was there already, her back turned away.
The man then pulled his knife, and moved towards his prey. The young woman standing there, not knowing her imminent peril. Jack the Ripper then went for the kill, ready to stab the young woman in the back.
When the knife made contact, something unsuspected happened. Instead of the knife making contact with flesh and blood, the knife was stuck in something hard. The young woman somehow turned into ice.
Jack the Ripper confused, then looked up to see the very same woman jumping above him, with the skill of an acrobat Before Jack realize it, the woman was behind him, and with a kick, he was sent crashing into the ice replica of the woman. Before that, Jack manage to grab her cloak and dress, ripping it off her when she kicked him.
Jack slowly got up, to see the woman. What was underneath her disguise, she wore a black tail coat jacket, on top of a dress shirt. On each of her sleeves, was white emblems of a flower. Her mouth was covered by a black scarf. From her legs, gone was a dress, in place with white pants, modify for a woman, and black low-heeled boots and full stockings at her ankles. Yet, the strangest thing about this woman was her head. Without her hat, it revealed on top were two ears of a cat. These were no mere props or fakes, these were actual functional ears.
"Jack the Ripper." the Young woman said, revealing instead of a inebriated prostitute, was a stern deadly tone, "You are under arrest for the murder of Pamala Isley."
She then pointed a sword, of which origins are unknown to him, towards his neck.
This was not suppose to go. Jack had work to do, and he wasn't going to give up his holy work. He was going to escape.
Jack then used his knife, still stick to a piece of ice, and smashed it against the woman's sword. It smashed into pieces, freeing his knife. The woman began to attack Jack, showing great skill in the blade, as Jack was put on the defensive. Then a opening came, and Jack then went on the offensive, slashing against the woman's neck.
Yet, to Jack's surprise, the woman was unscathed, as there was no sign of any wound on the woman. The woman then kicked him against, sending him flying into boxes in the back of the alley. Wooden splinters flew in the air, as Jack lay their, grunting in pain. The woman then walked towards him, ready to capture him.
In an act of desperation, Jack picked up a box, and with all his strength, threw towards the woman. The woman, amazingly, made a copy of her, made of pure darkness, as she jumped onto the roof. The box collided with the shadow, and it broke apart, along with the shadow.
Jack made a break for it, running out of the alley, and into the labyrinth-like streets of Gotham's streets. Even more spectacularly, the woman's sword turned into a pistol unseen before, and shot at the running serial killer, yet missing him.
"Damn!" said the woman, "Hopefully, the others and I can corner him"
She then gave chase, hoping off the roof of the building she was on.
Jack was breathing heavily. The night turned out what he had planned. His holy work was uncomplete. He must escape.
But as he slowed down, he looked up on the roofs. There were more figures in the night, which seems to be circling him. He then heard a roar, and from above, a figure jumped down from the roofs. He got away just in time, before the figure came, hitting the ground so hard, it cracked underneath.
It was another woman. She had long blond hair, and wore a brown leather coat, with it sleeves rolled up, making room for gauntlets on each arm. She wore a gold masquerade mask. Like the woman before, she wore wore yellow stockings. Her irises were red, yet she had a confidant and cocky smile.
"Ello Jack." The woman said, confidently, "Where do you think your going?"
Next to her, a young woman in white jumped down, with less power, and more elegance. She wore a blue and white masquerade mask, small plumes of feathers coming from it. She wore a long white coat, inside that was red, that look like that of an aristocrat. The boots she wore were almost that of the military, and on her face, was a scar, that was behind a long side-pony tail. She welded a rapier.
The woman from before also joined them.
Jack turned to run, but then a young girl appeared. She wore a black and white dress, with a red cloak that made a hood that hid a her face. She a scythe, which craftmanship surpassed anything made in this era.
"It over Jack." the young girl, "Your reign of terror comes to an end."
Jack was cornered, the hunter becomes the prey. This is not how it ends. He must complete his work. In an act of last resorts, he pulled out a bottle full of chemicals, and threw on the ground. There was a large cloud of mist, that made the girls cough and were temporality blinded. Before their vision cleared, Jack the Ripper had escape once more.
"Damn it!" exclaimed Golden Dragon, in rage, as she punched ground in anger. "We had him! We almost caught that monster!"
"We underestimated him." Said Nightsade, "We should've been prepared for anything up his sleeve."
"We better get back to JNPR and Batman." said Ivory Mage, sheathing her sword, "Hopefully, they gotten clues to who Jack really is."
"Alright, we better move out." said Red Reaper.
And with that, the Heroes, also known as Team RWBY made their way back to the manor, continuing their hunt for infamous Jack the Ripper
The Amazing Zatanna by trestwho
"Ooh, I'm so excited!" Ruby exclaimed as she and the rest of her friends shuffled through the theatre seats to their own. Clutched in her hands was a large bag of popcorn and a soda, which she couldn't help but take a sip out of from the straw.
"Ruby, hush. People are staring," Weiss chastised through a whisper. Ruby looked at her partner for a moment then at the audience around her. Despite being entirely covered in shadow, all of them were giving her cross looks, and Ruby couldn't help but blush in embarrassment.
"Heh-heh, sorry…" Ruby muttered just as they reached the eight seats reserved for RWBY and JNPR. Each one was marked accordingly, and Ruby found the seat with an "R" on it and sat down with a slight wiggle. Everyone else did the same, and it wasn't long before the lights around the theater dimmed. When they were at their lowest, to their astonishment they saw the small orbs of light be sucked out of the lightbulbs and swirl around the room like stars.
"Ladies and gentlemen," a voice began as the light continued to swirl, forming a galaxy-like formation. "Boys and girls of all ages. I give you…the AMAZING ZATANNA!"
Suddenly, the orbs of light converged into a sphere, then were sucked like a tornado towards the stage. The velvet curtains were now drawn open, exposing a lone woman wearing a magicians outfit standing in the center. She looked at the light shooting towards her, and for a moment Ruby got worried. That worry was unfounded as Zatanna Zatara, with a smirk on her face, grabbed the rim of her top hat and held the bottom towards the light. Almost like a vacuum cleaner, the light was sucked inside, then Zatanna took her magic wand and waved it over the opening while chanting a magical spell.
"LLeps tuo ym eman!" Zatanna declared, then raised her glowing wand above her head. The light followed her, concentrated into a single bead of light. At the top of its arc, it exploded into an array of light and colors like a firecracker, and in the center, to everyone's astonishment, was her name. The theatre exploded into a vibrant round of applause, which RWBY and JNPR couldn't help but join in.
"That was amazing!" Nora declared, clapping as energetically as she could. Jaune, Ruby, and Yang did so as well, if not as animatedly, while Weiss, Blake, Pyrrha, and Ren settled for a more polite approach.
"Man, I'm so happy she got us tickets," Yang said as she finished applauding, sitting back down as Zatanna bowed dramatically.
"So am I," Blake admitted. Then Zatanna flipped her hat end over end across her arm and popped it up from her shoulder, where it landed perfectly on the top of her head.
"Now, for my next trick," Zatanna began, slowly waving her wand across the audience, "I need a volunteer from the audience."
"Ooh, me! Me!" Ruby shouted, standing up and waving her arm around to try and catch Zatanna's attention. Countless other shadow people, and Nora, were doing the same, but Zatanna ignored them all. Instead, she focused on a blond boy who was trying to make himself look as small as possible, and with an evil smirk she twirled her wand in his direction.
"Gnirb Enuaj ot em!" she dramatically declared. Jaune felt a strangle tingle shoot up his spine, then he disappeared from his seat in a poof of confetti. His friends looked at his seat in shock, then shot their heads back to the stage where he suddenly reappeared.
"What the-?!" Jaune shouted, looking around with wide eyes.
"Thank you for volunteering, kind sir!" Zatanna said with a large smile as she wrapped her arm around his shoulder and waved to the crowd.
"I did no such thing!" Jaune insisted, but after receiving a cross look from Zatanna, he awkwardly chuckled and waved as well. His expression was morphed into a forced smile, and Pyrrha couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her partner.
"Ah man, why does Jaune get to go up there…" Ruby grumbled while crossing her arms and pouting.
"I'm sure he'd trade places with you if he could," Ren pointed out as Zatanna conjured a large box out of thin air and directed a reluctant Jaune to get inside.
"Ooh, I wonder what's going to happen," Yang asked to no one in particular. She had her answer when Zatanna closed the box on Jaune, leaving only his head and feet exposed.
"Now, for my next trick," Zatanna announced, conjuring up a large saw that she placed on a seam in the middle of the box, "I will saw this boy in half!"
"What?!" Jaune fearfully shouted in surprise while the audience cooed in open awe. He futile struggled as Zatanna sawed away, and within a few moments the serrated blade went completely though. Jaune was still struggling to escape his bonds as Zatanna placed two wooden slabs on either side of the box, then carted them away from each other. Rather than end it there, she walked around and opened the side of the two boxes facing the audience, and to their surprise, they saw that Jaune truly was separated in two.
"Oh my," Pyrrha muttered in astonishment, bringing her hands to her lips while Jaune looked at his other half, which was still wiggling. His face was paling from the fear he undoubtedly felt, but before it could grow even further, Zatanna closed the boxes and brought them back together. After removing the wooden slabs she placed earlier, she waved her arm around the box again.
"Noijer htob sevlah," Zatanna chanted. The box flickered and a faint pop could he heard. Everyone waited with bated breath as Zatanna dramatically waited, then she opened the top of the box to allow Jaune, now completely whole once again, to step out. While he frantically patted himself all over the waist, just to prove to himself that he truly was alright, Zatanna bowed to the roaring crowd. A few bundles of roses were tossed on stage as well, which caused her to smile and laugh.
Then she turned back to Jaune and said, "You did great, kid. Let me send you back."
Before Jaune could say anything else, she waved her wand around and cast another spell. The next thing Jaune knew, he was back in his seat, staring with wide eyes at the stage. His teammates were looking at him, Pyrrha with concern and the others with curiosity. Ruby and Nora were the most excited, and the Red Reaper had to force herself to remain in her seat instead of bounding over to her best guy friend.
"Holy cow, I can't believe you got to do that!" Nora exclaimed as the crowd continued to applaud the magician. "What did it feel like?"
Jaune was silent at first, then he admitted, "It felt…weird. Weird in so many ways…yet cool at the same time. Is that normal?"
"Well, you were cut in half," Weiss pointed out. "So I suppose your reaction is appropriate."
"Okay, good. Just checking," Jaune replied, then he leaned back into his chair and collapsed. Pyrrha was on her partner immediately, checking to make sure he was alright as Zatanna moved onto her final act.
"Now, for my last trick," Zatanna dramatically declared as she conjured a wooden table right next to her, then placed her hat upside down onto it, "I shall pull a rabbit from my hat!"
The crowd murmured to herself, and Yang raised an eyebrow and admitted, "Seems kind of tame, don't ya think?"
"Possibly, but she might have something else going on," Blake suggested. Yang thought for a moment then shrugged in agreement.
After a few moments, Zatanna smiled then reached her hand inside the hat. Despite just how small it was, she was able to reach her whole arm into it, followed by her leaning forward to grant more reach. Everyone leaned forward on the edge of their seats to get a better look while Zatanna reached even further, now standing on only one leg.
"Ooh, looks like we got one!" she cheekily announced with a smile on her face, then began to tug her arm back. Whether for dramatic effect or legitimate reasons, Zatanna appeared to struggle, and she began to grunt in exertion. This only served to increase the tension in the air, and with bated breath everyone waited to see what Zatanna would bring out.
Finally, with one final tug, Zatanna managed to pull the object out of the hat. RWBY and JNPR were about to applaud, but then they stopped as they recognized what Zatanna was holding by the pair of long, brown rabbit ears on top of her head.
"AH! WHERE AM I?! WHO ARE YOU?! HOW DID YOU BRING ME HERE?!" Velvet Scarlatina shrieked in fear and confusion while Zatanna looked at the rabbit faunus with open horror.
"VELVET?!" Ruby shouted, standing upright and trying to make her way to the stage, but Zatanna interrupted her.
"I am so sorry!" the magician apologized, then reared her arm back and added, "Here, I'll bring you back!"
"NOOO!" RWBY and JNPR all shouted at once as Zatanna stuffed Velvet back into the hat. For the briefest of moments, both parties locked eyes with each other, but soon Velvet disappeared from view. Zatanna sighed in relief, only to see RWBY and JNPR stopped at the edge of the stage with their mouths agape.
"Uh," Zatanna began, "I am so sorry for that. It was not my—"
"BRING HER BACK!" Ruby demanded. "That was Velvet, our friend from Beacon!"
Zatanna immediately understood her mistake at once, then hastily reached back into the hat to try and pull Velvet back. She grabbed the first thing she felt, but when she pulled it out, she discovered she was only clutching a white rabbit by the ears.
"Oh no," Zatanna muttered, then reached in again. When she pulled out yet another white rabbit, she released it and pulled out another. Then another, and another, and soon the entire stage was covered in white rabbits. The Remnantians stared at Zatanna with shock and horror on their faces, hoping that she would be able to pull out their friend once again, but when Zatanna pulled out a wooden sign that read "No more bunnies," their eyes went blank and they slouched forward.
"Don't worry, I can fix this!" Zatanna insisted, but everyone merely stared at her vacantly. A long heavy pause followed, then Nora leaned back and whined like a little baby.
The Main Event
broken down by Jim Cornette by Hey It's That Guy
Now we come to the hottest program going right now: God Bros versus The Spectre. These men, well they're not really men, but you know what I mean. These men have been fighting for the last month; the God Bros cost Spectre the heavyweight title during his match against Highfather at Summerslam, and ever since Spectre has been on the offensive. But every time he gets his hands on one the other hits him from behind. So finally the God Bros say they'll fight Spectre if he agrees to a two-on-one handicap match. The Spectre knows the odds are against him, but he doesn't care. He just wants to whip the shit out of these two, so he accepts.
Spectre holds his own for the first five minutes before the numbers game takes its toll. God Bros get heat on Spectre, working the crowd as they toy with him. Dark Bro hits a Grimm Story off the top rope and nearly takes Spectre's head off. He tags in Light Bro, who smacks Spectre in the face and tries to hit his finishing move, the Curse of Immortality. So Spectre counters into a Vengeance Piledriver, but he's not able to pin Light Bro since he's still feeling the pain from the Grimm Story. But then the heels get cocky and turn their back on Spectre, yelling obscenities at the audience, and Spectre hits Dark Bro with a big clothesline and makes a big babyface comeback.
Now the crowd is getting behind Spectre. Can he pull this off and beat these asshole heels despite them working together? Spectre gets knocked into the corner and Light Bro starts wailing on him. He's hitting him over and over right in the face with those big right hands. The referee tries to get between them and gets a shove for his trouble. Then the match ends in a disqualification when the Light Bro knocks out referee xTrestwhox, who was trying a second time to pull him off Spectre in the corner.
But that doesn't stop the heels from beating the piss out of Spectre. They got outside the ring and grab Metron's Chair and proceed to beat Spectre with it ten times, ending with a chair shot to the head. Spectre gets juiced, blood gushing from his forehead like a stuck hog. The God Bros go for their finishing move, the Righteous Extinction. They're looking to end Spectre's career at this point.
But here comes the Phantom Stranger, Spectre's old partner from their rookie days! He's got the Relic of Destruction and he's looking to clean house. Boom! Down goes the God of Light! Boom! Down goes the God of Darkness! The fans are losing their mind cheering for the babyface Stranger. The God Bros roll outta the ring and high-tail it to the back because they're chickenshit heels and they don't like to fight the babyfaces on even ground.
Stranger pulls Spectre to his feet and makes sure he's alright. Spectre might be leaning more towards a tweener, rather than a straight white-meat babyface, but he and Stranger have history. Stranger grabs a mic and cuts a promo where he talks about how the God Bros have caused so much harm and upset the balance of Order and Chaos. He puts his hand out and asks to be Spectre's partner in a tag-team match next week.
Spectre turns around and starts to walk out of the ring, but then he stops. He stands their for a minute before turning back and he shakes Stranger's hand. The crowd is cheering again. They love this shit.
So we come to the tv taping next week. The Presence comes out at the beginning of the show and says that the God Bros aren't as strong as they think if they had to beat up the Spectre with Metron's Chair. They couldn't fight him off when they had the advantage. So he evens things up and makes the match a Mistralian Street Fight! No DQ, no countouts, no holds barred. Just a knock-down, drag-out fight between four supernatural beings.
Then The Presence adds another stipulation to the match. Whoever loses gets stripped of their powers! And I don't mean for a week or two, he says permanent loss of the phenomenal, cosmic powers. And to make sure that only these four are the ones fighting, the Presence makes Namu the Special Enforcer! If anybody tries to get involved in this Namu's going to banish them to a dimension where nothing exists.
We cut to the back and the God Bros are red hot. They are trashing their locker room and complaining about how crooked that asshole Presence is. But they can't back outta the match. It's a street fight. If they back out everyone will know they're a bunch of cowards.
So there is your main event. A Mistralian Street Fight between two of the best tag-teams in the universe, with powers being taken from whomever loses. It's guaranteed money.
Lost Opportunities 2 by trestwho
Movie Night
"Hey, you guys wanna watch a movie?" Ruby asked as she and the rest of her friends were sitting around the living room. They had finished setting everything up just a few days prior, with the Titans having to go home shortly after, but they still had a few more days until they would be going back out to the field.
"Sure, I'm game," Yang replied, stretching her limbs from her perch on the sofa. "Down here or upstairs?"
"The media room," Ruby confirmed, to which Yang nodded.
"Yeah. Besides, it's better to watch movies in there, anyway," she admitted. With one final stretch, she and Blake got up from the couch and made their way up the stairs towards the home theater. Team JNPR was right behind them, while Ruby stayed behind in the kitchen to rummage through the pantry and refrigerator for snacks.
"Ugh, do you really need that much?" Weiss asked as she helped her partner carry everything.
"Yes. Yes we do," Ruby replied, her tone declaring that she felt it was obvious. Weiss, meanwhile, stared with half-lidded eyes at Ruby, who was attempting to carry numerous bags of popcorn, bowls, candy, and soda cans all at once. After a moment, Weiss sighed and grabbed enough from her partner to ease her burden.
Once they were all set, they followed their teammates up the stairs into the media room, where they saw Jaune messing with the TV and looking through a collection of DVDs that the Titans had given them as a housewarming gift.
"What are you guys in the mood for?" Jaune asked as he looked through several.
"Ooh, something with a lot of action!" Nora insisted, dramatically throwing a few punches into the air to emphasize her point. Yang whooped in agreement, throwing her fist into the air while Weiss scoffed as she heated up the popcorn in the microwave.
"Well, I for one would like to watch something more dramatic and classier, not another cheesy action movie," Weiss argued. "Our regular lives are filled with enough action and explosives as it is."
"I'd be down for a romance," Blake suggested, to which Pyrrha nodded.
"Ooh, that sounds lovely," she cooed, bringing her hands to her face and clenching them together. Although her romance with Jaune may have not ended the way either of them wanted, she still was a sucker for a good romantic story.
"I'm okay with anything," Ren added, calm as ever.
"Ruby, what about you?" Jaune asked, beginning to set aside a few movies that fit his friends' criteria.
"I'm with Yang and Nora," she admitted, handing everyone their favorite soda and candy combinations. Both girls flashed Ruby a smile, but then she added, "But, we do have time to watch several. Why not make it a movie night?"
The others looked at Ruby, then Weiss said, "Ah, I see. Yes, that could work. I recommend limiting ourselves, though. No more than three."
At Weiss' suggestion, both teams nodded in agreement, then they turned back to Jaune who finished collecting the movies.
"So, do we want to start with action? Seems like that's the biggest group," he pointed out. Ruby, Yang, Nora smiled widely and threw a thumbs up, and after a moment the others shrugged in acceptance.
"Alright," Jaune declared with a nod, then he held up a case. "Garfield said this one's pretty good. John Wick. No idea what's it about, though. Wanna start with that?"
"Sure!" Ruby replied as she sat down next to Weiss. The others nodded as well, then Jaune inserted the disk into the DVD player and hit play.
"I swear, if this turns out to be yet another cheesy action movie…" Weiss grumbled, crossing her arms as Ruby patted her shoulder.
"Don't worry about it, Ice Queen," Yang cheekily said. "Who knows? You might just enjoy this one."
"That remains to be seen."
One Hour Later
"Yes! Kill them! Make them suffer!" Weiss shouted at the screen as they watched the titular hero of the movie fight his way through a club while his actual target fled like the coward he was.
"Avenge the puppy!" Ruby cheered alongside her partner, stuffing her mouth full of popcorn at the same time. The others, while watching the movie, couldn't help but laugh at how they were acting, which prompted Weiss to raise an eyebrow towards them.
"What?" she asked, and Yang snickered.
"Nothing, it's just… You're really getting into this," Yang pointed out through a smirk. Weiss stared at Yang incredulously and raised an eyebrow.
"They killed his puppy. They deserve to die," Weiss pointed out. "What if someone did that to Zwei?"
"Oh, they'd die," Yang immediately answered with a small frown on her face.
"My point exactly," Weiss replied with a smirk, then she and the others turned back to the movie.
Later
"Well, I stand corrected. That was very enjoyable," Weiss said as Jaune took the movie out, a satisfied smile on her face.
"I'm more interested in the fact that Weiss had that amount of bloodlust in her," Blake admitted. The others agreed. It had certainly been a sight to see Weiss so engrossed in the deaths of fictional characters.
"You're only saying that because you don't like dogs," Weiss insisted, but Blake shook her head.
"No, I totally get why he did it. That puppy was the last thing he had to remember his wife by, and they took it from him," Blake pointed out. "Him going on the warpath made total sense to me."
"And…?" Nora drawled out, giving Blake a knowing look. The Faunus stayed silent for a moment, then she sighed and nodded.
"And the puppy was, admittedly, very cute," she admitted. "Having a screen between me and a dog helps."
Her friends briefly celebrated their victory, then Ruby returned with a refill of drinks. After handing them out to her friends, she sat back down and eagerly awaited the next movie.
"What do you guys want to watch next?" Jaune asked as he rummaged through the DVD collection, then pulled one out. "How about Independence Day?"
"What's it about?" Pyrrha asked.
"Alien invasion, apparently," Jaune revealed after skimming the back of the case.
"Eh, I don't know," Ren replied hesitantly. "Doesn't that seem to hit a little close to home?"
"Yes, but Earth has been invaded in the past a view times," Jaune pointed out. "This could be like a historical fiction or war drama. Something like that."
"Well…" Pyrrha paused to look at her partner in the eyes, then she sighed. "Alright. I'm fine with it if the others are."
After a few moments, the others nodded as well, then Jaune smiled and placed the movie in the player.
"I bet we're going to love this," he declared as he sat down, grabbing a handful of popcorn to shovel into his mouth as the movie began to play.
Later
The movie was paused just as one of the alien ships fired its main weapon into New York City. Everyone was staring straight at a cowering Jaune, angry scowls etched across all of their faces. Even Pyrrha was giving her partner a cross look, and he tried his best to avoid their gazes.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know!" he insisted.
Once the movie was over, they all sat in on the large couch in silence. On the one hand, they really didn't appreciate getting an up-close look at what had happened to their home, albeit in different circumstances. On the other hand, part of them felt proud that they managed to sit through it 'til the end, and even Weiss had to admit that final speech was inspirational. Still, all of them agreed on one thing.
"No more action movies tonight," Yang insisted as Blake walked up to the movies and began to shuffle through them.
"Yep," everyone replied at once, with Jaune muttering a quiet apology along with it.
"You guys good for one more?" Blake asked as she fished around for one final movie. After a moment, she heard the others reply 'yes,' although she couldn't help but note that Yang sounded tired and even yawned a little. Blake nodded, then pulled out a movie that caught her attention.
"Hmm, how about Titanic?" Blake asked, holding up the case for everyone to see.
"Wasn't that a ship that sunk like over a century ago?" Ruby asked, and Weiss nodded.
"Yes, the RMS Titanic struck an iceberg on its maiden voyage in 1912," Weiss answered, having read about it earlier. "I'm not sure if I'm surprised they turned it into a movie."
"You want to watch it?"
"Sure, sounds like it'll be interesting if nothing else," Weiss admitted. The others nodded, then Blake nodded back and inserted the final DVD into the player.
Yang, as it turned out, was much more tired than she had anticipated. About an hour into the movie, she couldn't hold out any longer and fell asleep. Eventually, she managed to rouse herself from her slumber just as the credits rolled, and she smacked her lips and rubbed her eyes before yawning.
"Oh, is the movie-?" she stated, only to stop when she heard sniffles come from all around her. She looked around at her friends, and to her surprise saw that everyone was crying. Pyrrha was dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief, while Ren had used his Semblance on himself and Nora, turning them both a similar shade of grey. Even then, both of them looked to be on the verge of tears. Jaune, and Ruby as well, were openly bawling, their faces red and tears running down their cheeks. Weiss and Blake, meanwhile, teared up slightly, then they wiped them away and smiled.
"Beautiful…" Blake muttered, staring into the television as the credits rolled, to which Weiss nodded. As the others continued to cry, Yang could only stare at them, then she scratched her head.
"Okay, what did I miss?"
Dinner Rush
It was the end of yet another long day. When they got their civilian jobs, they hadn't anticipated it tiring them so much, and yet it did. Unlike their superhero work, it wasn't physical exhaustion that plagued them. Rather, it was mental. Indeed, the daily happenings of modern life came with their own unique forms of stress, which left them drained.
"Ugh, I'm hungry. When are we going to eat?" Nora complained, resting her head on the kitchen table.
"When Jaune gets back," Pyrrha replied, sitting straight up in her chair. Due to the nature of his job at a nearby daycare, he tended to be the last one to arrive, and it did not help that thus far they hadn't been able to secure transportation of their own. Yang had Bumblebee, her motorcycle, but that wasn't big enough to carry more than two people safely. Weiss was able to make do with an attached sidecar, and it helped that they all worked at the same place, but it was still proving to be a hassle.
"What is taking him so long?" Weiss asked, glancing at the door while at the same time browsing through nearby deals on transportation. The sooner she and the others could get rides of their own, the better. It helped that Bruce, once he was aware of the situation, had pledged to help. While it certainly didn't make up for what he had done to them, which was why they moved out in the first place, it was a gesture Weiss and the others readily accepted.
"I think we all know the answer to that," Ren answered with a nod. Yang briefly chuckled, shaking her head while doing nothing to mask the smile on her face.
"I still can't believe Jaune Arc, Vomit Boy, somehow turned out to be catnip for moms." Yang laughed. "It's amazing."
"It's certainly something," Weiss admitted. Part of her did find his situation to be humorous, but the rest was simply confused as to how it happened in the first place. For the longest time, Jaune wasn't what she would call a 'ladies man.' In fact, his performance was the exact opposite, which she got front row seats to when he spent months futilely attempting to ask her out. He never went across the line, and by now she had gotten over it and considered the boy to be a dear friend, but it was hard for her to understand why multiple women were clearly attracted to him.
He had gone to work several times thus far. Over half of them had him return with some form of food, with them even able to watch one of them happen.
Both teams were watching Jaune from the top of a nearby building, observing him through binoculars as he watched over the kids playing in their playground. There was a smile on his face, which only seemed to brighten as the kids laughed and played among themselves. It was a heartwarming scene, one that was almost worth seeing on its own. Then, from a nearby sidewalk, they saw a collection of young women approach their teammate, and his expression shifted from happiness to awkwardness. That awkwardness only intensified as one of the women, carrying a tray of steaming food, walked straight up to him.
"Oh, Karen! Hi, nice to see you again…" Jaune greeted, plastering a smile on his face that was screaming out for help from anyone nearby. Most of the kids ignored what was going on and ran up to their parents, while a few what they were doing to gawk. One of the children adopted a look of disgust that told the other superheroes that he was Karen's son. Clearly he wasn't a fan of his mom's flirting.
Karen's smile widened, then she held up the tray for Jaune to take, and he stared at it for a moment before trying his best to politely refuse.
"Oh, a roast chicken! You shouldn't have!" he declared, his smile strained as he tried to back away, but the mother kept moving closer and closer. "You're too kind, but really, I don't need—"
He was cut off as Karen suddenly thrust the food into Jaune's hands, leaving him no choice but to hold onto it. The young man nervously chuckled while the short haired blonde woman blushed and held her cheeks. Then the rest of the mothers walked up, trying to talk to him and catch his attention. Some were smiling wildly while fluttering their eyes, others were standing up completely straight and talked with an air of flirtatious confidence, and one of them even leaned into him while placing her hand on his shoulder. Another placed her arm underneath her chest and leaned forward, giving Jaune a view that caused him to blush profusely.
"This was definitely a good choice," Yang whispered through a toothy grin as Ruby snickered, Nora cheered her leader on, and the rest just watched in complete befuddlement.
"The whole thing is hard for me to wrap my head around," Blake said, rubbing her finger in a circular motion on the table. "What do they see in him?"
"Hey, Jaune's nice!" Ruby spoke up in defense of her best guy friend, but Blake shook her head.
"I know, but Jaune is…Jaune," Blake pointed out. Ruby moved to counter and raised her finger, but then paused. She pursed her lips in thought, trying to form a statement, but in the end, she had to concede. She hung her head, then everyone heard Pyrrha speak up.
"I think the answer's obvious, actually," Pyrrha declared, taking a sip from a glass of water. The others looked at her, and Weiss raised her eyebrow.
"Oh really? Do clarify," she requested, and Pyrrha nodded.
"Think about it. To us, Jaune is a lovable goof whom we've known for almost a year now. He isn't the strongest or fastest person we know, nor the smartest, but he's still a good guy," Pyrrha said. "But that's by the standards of Huntsmen and Huntresses in training. To normal people? He's tall, well built, handsome, so physically it makes sense. Add in the fact that he's simply a good, nice guy who's great with kids and, at the same time, exudes an aura of childlike innocence, which all blends together to form the perfect package. A nice, strong young man who can both protect and somehow seems like he needs to be protected, inevitably triggers maternal instincts in more than one way, mixed with basic attraction for a combination that is devastating for young, single mothers."
Everyone was silent as they stared at Pyrrha, who remained completely calm while drinking her water. Slowly, the others thought over what she had said, and to their surprise, it made perfect sense.
"Huh, never thought of it that way. Yeah, I can see it," Yang admitted, then gave Pyrrha a cheeky grin. "That was very specific. Come from experience?"
"Yep," Pyrrha succinctly answered, taking another sip. Yang chuckled at the admission, as did Ruby. The others merely shook their heads with small smiles on their faces, then they perked up once they heard the ping of the elevator.
"Ooh, he's here!" Nora exclaimed, grabbing a pair of utensils that were already laid out next to her. The others, even Pyrrha and Weiss, did the same, and when the door opened to reveal a resigned Jaune carrying four aluminum trays, they cheered.
"Yay, Jaune brought the mom food!" Nora declared while Jaune sighed and placed the food on the table, spreading it out for ease of access.
"I thought you guys were supposed to start making dinner by now?" Jaune asked, but Ruby shook her head.
"Why would we do that if we know you're going to bring it?" Ruby asked innocently, tilting her head while smiling. Jaune shot her a look of mild betrayal, then he sighed and shook his head.
"If it bothers you that much, you could always tell them you don't need it," Ren pointed out, despite the fact that he was setting out plates and utensils.
"I've tried, Ren. They're very persistent," Jaune replied dryly, then he paused and admitted, "And whenever I do, they just look so hurt that I quickly take it back. I think they're learning, and part of me feels like they're beginning to cooperate."
He shuddered, and Pyrrha, with a smile on her face, patted his shoulder while saying, "There, there."
Nora and Ruby, meanwhile, could no longer contain themselves, so they opened the trays to reveal three different kinds of pie, along with a helping of cheesy potatoes.
"Score!" Ruby exclaimed, getting stars in her eyes.
"Hooray for the moms of Metropolis!" Nora added, and she began to serve herself, Jaune gave his teammate a half-lidded stare. When the others joined in, he sighed to himself and sat down to dig in.
Flipped Perspectives
As soon as RWBY and JNPR arrived back at their apartment, Jaune ran as fast as he could towards the restroom. Pyrrha was right behind him, and she stayed at the door to try and help however she could.
"Pyrrha, what do I do?" Jaune asked, his voice muffled by the door.
"Just…do what you normally do," Pyrrha advised, rubbing the back of her head. Or Jaune's head, as the situation currently was.
"That doesn't help at all!"
"I'm sorry, I don't know what to do here!" she apologized, and the others stared at her. "Just-! You grew up with sisters, right? You must have some idea of how it works!"
"I mean, yeah, I guess. That's not really the problem I'm talking about, though!"
"So…" Blake said quietly, her attention transfixed on Pyrrha. "This is going to last an entire day."
"Yep," Yang replied, crossing her arms while making sure Weiss' sideways ponytail didn't flutter in front of her face again.
The others nodded, feeling the awkwardness of the entire situation dawn on them. Before, it had been a source of amusement, then more pressing matters, namely a demon whose idea of 'helping' was trying to beat them up, forced their attention elsewhere. Now the only thing they could do was focus on what had happened between Jaune and Pyrrha and Weiss and Yang. To call it awkward was an understatement, and it only grew worse when they noticed Pyrrha was beginning to exhibit the same signs of needing to relieve herself as Jaune did. Ruby winced, not looking forward to seeing Pyrrha have to go through that, then the door opened and Jaune walked out.
"That…was weird," he admitted, then he noticed how uncomfortable Pyrrha was looking. They stared at each other for a moment, then he calmly stepped aside and let Pyrrha in.
"Thank you," she quickly muttered out, then the door was closed and everyone was standing in silence in front of it once again. After a moment, Jaune turned around to stare at the others, and no one spoke. Only a cough from Nora broke the silence, then Jaune rubbed the back of his head.
"I know we're all filthy right now after that whole thing at the House, but I don't think Pyrrha will mind if I just hold off on showering until this is fixed, right?" he asked, and everyone gave supportive nods to that.
At that point, Pyrrha returned, her face screaming that whatever awkwardness Jaune was feeling, she was giving him a run for his money. Everyone stared silently at each other, and although they didn't say a word, they all knew what the others were thinking.
"Today is going to be a long day," Weiss finally declared, and everyone nodded.
Yang was facing a conundrum. There was something she wanted on the top shelf, which normally wasn't an issue. After all, she was 5'8". At least, she normally was. Now, however, she was stuck in Weiss' body, who was only 5'3". Meaning, what she normally could reach without issue was now beyond her.
"Stupid demon prank…" Yang grumbled to herself as she leaned forward.
Once again, Weiss' sideways ponytail decided to dip in front of her, and with a grunt of frustration, Yang undid the platinum hair and let it fall behind her back freely. She sighed in relief, running her fingers through the silky strands as she tried to figure out a way to get what she wanted. Yang tried to jump for it, but the shelves were too high up and she was only futilely clawing at empty air. With a scowl on her face, she placed her hands on her hips, struggling to think of a solution to her problem.
Then Yang decided that climbing was the best course of action. She pulled herself on top of the counter and opened the top cabinet, then pulled out what she was going for: a ceramic mug with her symbol on it. With a smile on her face, she gently got down and walked over to the refrigerator to pour herself a glass of water. It was at that point that Weiss walked in, and she calmly walked over to the same shelf Yang had struggled to get to and reached up to grab her own mug.
"Wow, that was so easy!" Weiss declared with a smile on her face, then she noticed Yang staring at her. "Oh, hey Yang."
With that, Weiss walked over and filled up her own glass, then walked off with a triumphant smirk on her face. Yang stared at her for a moment, and part of her wanted to get angry, then she realized that what she was feeling now was what Weiss had to go through every single day of her life.
"Oh, that poor girl…" she muttered to herself, just as Weiss accidentally walked into a cabinet door that someone had left open, banging her head against it and almost breaking it off its hinges.
Pyrrha was breathing heavily as she and Jaune did their normal exercises in the gym.
"Pyrrha, are you okay?" Jaune asked as he stood over Pyrrha, who herself was leaning against the wall, still holding herself up properly rather than hunching over to gasp for air like he'd normally be doing by now.
"Yeah…I'm fine," she admitted through heavy breaths. "I just…ugh…haven't been this tired in a long time."
"Sorry…" Jaune apologized, knowing why Pyrrha was feeling that way. Despite the fair amount of strength he'd managed to build up so far, his body had all the efficiency of an old farm tractor, compared to Pyrrha's cutting-edge machine. In fact, he was surprised at just how fit she was. He had barely broken a sweat and had even managed to pass Pyrrha while they were running on the virtual treadmill. While that normally would have been a boost to his ego and pride, the fact that he only did so while in Pyrrha's body immediately negated that feeling.
"It's okay," Pyrrha replied, her breath returning. "At the very least…I have some ideas for improving our future workouts."
Jaune could only gulp and sweat with apprehension while Pyrrha just had a smile on her face. He saw it for what it truly was. It wasn't a happy smile, it was only one that promised pain and suffering, and it was all the more disturbing seeing it being directed at him from his own face. After a moment, he sighed reluctantly, and nodded, to which Pyrrha's smile only grew larger.
"I hope you're ready for remedial cardio, starting now!" she cheerfully informed him.
He wondered if she'd forgotten that she would be the one who had to put in all the hard work to exercise his body today. Or maybe she did remember and was looking forward to the challenge. Then Jaune realized that she could push his body to its limits now, and he would then be stuck with all the soreness and exhaustion tomorrow, and figured it all evened out.
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Hello, everyone, and welcome to another compilation of Hunters of Justice Chibi! We got several of them for you guys to enjoy, including many written by fans over on Spacebattles. As before, the Lost Opportunities omake is, indeed, canon to the actual story. They're just jokes that I wanted to make, but I couldn't fit them into the story proper.
Now, onto the Q&A:
Jinero: Can't really delve into that right now, unfortunately. You'll just have to wait and see.
Guest (1): Yeah, Apokolypse War is a bit too dark for my tastes.
gordhanx: Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Yes, the body swapping bit was a lot of fun for me to write. As for the Semblances, those come from the person's personalities, with the Aura level transfer being a bit more up in the air due to the magic involved.
I Am The Prophet: Depends on who goes with them, meaning Swamp Thing. Because Swamp Thing is bullshit.
Crossovernaru: Thank you. I always enjoy seeing in depth reviews like this, so thank you for taking the time to write it out. I really appreciate it.
You are correct that Pyrrha's canon fate is why she was the one who got to talk to Death of the Endless. After all, Death is a omnipresent being, so she knows how the alternate versions and canon Pyrrha died. Keep in mind, this is not foreshadowing for her actually dying in story. It was simply an encounter I thought would be neat and, given the location of the House of Mystery, felt it made sense.
Glad you liked how I did the RWBYJNPR vs Etrigan fight. I wanted to bring him into the story while, at the same time, showcase his personality. Namely that Etrigan, although on the side of good, is still an evil demon. Him being a troll to his supposed allies fits that alignment. And yeah, we felt it made sense that hellfire, and by extension other soul-harming powers, would be a weakness for RWBY and JNPR. Taking advantage of the crossover, yo!
As for Silver Eyes being anti-magic, that is actually a common misconception. They are not anti-magic, they are anti-Grimm (in canon). Cinder was affected because she had Grimm implanted into her prior to the start of the series, which is how she was able to get the Maiden powers in the first place. Now she has a Grimm arm, one that is slowly taking more and more of her actual body. Note, I fully believe that in the canon show, by the end of it all, Cinder is going to be a hybrid Grimm/human abomination. Regardless, Raven (who was also a Maiden) was not affected by Ruby's Silver Eyes, only Cinder. So, no. Silver Eyes are not anti-magic in either canon or HoJ. In HoJ, they are anti-Grimm along with anti-things similar to Grimm, such as demons. If anything else is affected by them, you'll have to wait and see.
Yes, Etrigan pulling a body swap was something we really enjoyed doing. In fact, doing such a body swap was the inception of this entire chapter as it was something I really wanted to do. We felt that having it happen between Weiss and Yang and Jaune and Pyrrha offered the most potential, both due to body differences as well as the awkwardness. Especially since Jaune and Pyrrha are partners who tried to date but it didn't work, thus resulting in the majority of their awkwardness.
Thank you, I'd you appreciate how much focus we give on the smaller details. We're really proud of that on our end.
Technically, we're still in the Grimm Arc, just the calm before the storm phase. Similar to the beginning chapters of the Titans Arc until the end of Mumbo Jumbo's chapter.
To answer your questions, yes. The Remnant version of Earth's animals are stronger than their Earth counterparts. As for Remnant's gravity being stronger than Earth's, that is false. Both Earth and Remnant have a gravitational pull of 1 G.
Notros: Had to keep it PG-13.
triscythe59: As mentioned above, the conversation between Pyrrha and Death wasn't foreshadowing for something yet to happen to her. Merely a neat encounter that I felt added to the chapter.
mastergamer14: Perhaps, if it fits the chapter.
Guest (2): I gave my permission for it, and I look forward to seeing how they react to the, frankly, terrible stuff that happens to them in my story thus far. Along with the good stuff, so it balances out.
Guest (3): Thank you, I'm very grateful for all the support you guys have given me. It means a lot.
edinosaur25: Perhaps, but I won't say whether or not they will. It all depends.
RandomName3064: Exactly. Best to wait for what canon reveals before I make assumptions that end up being proven completely wrong. An actual Yang vs Etrigan fight would have been closer, but the end result still would have been the same. Etrigan is much more powerful and skilled than Yang is, and without proper prep, she would lose. Luckily, Etrigan was trying to 'help' them, not kill them. And yes, Ruby is best cinnamon roll, and you are correct. Destiny is not pre-determined, which is something Pyrrha firmly believes.
Jackalope89: Yep, it all worked out in the end.
Luffy L Deathwalker: Don't worry, they'll come eventually. I just couldn't fit them into the chapter itself.
D. : That she will. That she will, indeed.
Shadowwolf of phantasms: Trust me, it was hard to get them to work right. I thank NaanContributor extensively for that.
That's it for this chapter. I hope you guys enjoy and let us know what you think. Also, as always, we have a TV Tropes page, and any adjustments to it that you guys feel applies is more than welcome.
See you next time!