Huge shout-out to Israel Pena for writing this section. It was originally intended to be in the Battle for Vale in place of the scene with Neo and Celty I had written, but he wasn't done writing it yet and I was too impatient to upload the chapter, so as an apology and because I thought his piece was so great, I'm putting this as it's own extra mini-chapter. Also, check out some of his other works, he has a lot of great stories of his own, such as Team Akatsuki, Blizzard of Time: A Xenoverse Story or OC v OC: Dawn of Morality. Now, without further ado, I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did.


Neopolitan, or Neo for short, was in the living room of an apartment that she and her sister were currently staying at. It had been some time since the train incident, where she almost killed a pair of twin huntresses in training for their interference in a mission that her partner Roman Torchwick was managing. However, the interference of two other women forced Neo to leave for her own safety since the train was about to crash. Namely, those women were her sister Celty and the leader of a bandit tribe, Raven Branwen. Because of them, Neo was forced to leave behind her partner Roman as he had been arrested and taken by the Atlas military. Neopolitan regretted not staying with him, since she could've helped him evade capture. Was this all part of Cinder's plan? Neo didn't know but doesn't care either. She was going to break Roman out of prison.

Grabbing a Miraculous Ladybug duffel bag, Neo slammed it on the coffee table and opened it wide up. Once she did so, Neo began to fill the bag with an assortment of guns. The guns she was getting were hidden at different areas in the apartment, from in between stacked magazines to under the seat cushions to being duck-taped under tables. Neo was the one who originally placed them in their hiding places since she was the one who stole them in the first place. They ranged in firepower, sizes, colors, etc. Loading the weaponry, she crammed them into the duffel bag. Along with the various guns, she topped them with dozens of boxes of ammunition like sprinkles on an ice cream sundae. Lastly, she placed a magazine titled Anime Monthly with a picture of Konomi Fujimura on the cover. Zipping up the bag of weaponry and a single magazine, Neo hung it over her shoulder as she was about to exit the apartment.

Unfortunately for the criminal mute, the door opened and revealed Celty to be standing in her way. The biker stared down at her sister with her arms crossed. Her body language gave off the impression that she wasn't very happy at what her sister was doing. She took out her scroll and typed on it.

[Where do you think you're going? And what's in that bag?]

Neo rolled her eyes and typed on her own scroll in response.

[It's none of your business, so get out of my way.]

Neo tried to get past her sister, but Celty wouldn't budge and denied the criminal from leaving. Neo gritted her teeth and types on her scroll again.

[I told you, GET. OUT. OF. MY. WAY.]

A harsh slap echoed throughout the apartment as Neo felt her left cheek stung by Celty's right hand. The criminal mute just stood there after the hit, but only for a few seconds. In a blink of an eye, Celty's helmet fell off her shoulders and landed on the floor with a thud. Neo was shown to have her parasol's blade already drawn and clearly used it to strike her sister's neck. No longer having her helmet on to wear, Celty was now shown to not possess a head. Instead, only a shadowy vapor exited her neck. The biker just stood there, unmoving despite the action. Her body language indicated that she's staring down at her sister, who glared at the space where Celty's head should be with anger in her eyes. They "stared" at each other for a few more seconds until Celty typed on her scroll again.

[You're going for him, aren't you? That man. You're going to break out Roman Torchwick.]

Neo's glare softened as she lowered her head, silently confirming her sister's assumption. Deactivating the blade from her parasol, she stared back at her sister with a look of fierce determination in her eyes. She took out her scroll and typed on it again.

[Are you going to try and stop me again?]

Celty responded by typing on her scroll again.

[Even if you did manage to get past me, how are you going to break him out? He's in a military prison cell in one of General Ironwood's ships.]

Neo smirked at her sister's concern and gestured to her duffel bag, typing on her scroll to give a response.

[So? That's not going to be a problem for me. I have 3,000 rounds of ammunition with me, and I can do a lot of things with just only 12 bullets.]

Celty had the urge to facepalm, but unfortunately, she doesn't have a head to facepalm her hand on. Instead, she typed on her scroll again.

[You're breaking into a highly secured military ship with a duffel bag filled with guns to break out a known criminal. Why are you willing to do all this, especially for him? Why are you doing this all for Roman Torchwick, the very man who brought you to a life of crime?]

Neo didn't answer. She instead gritted her teeth again, finding herself unable to look at her sister. Celty noticed the inner conflict that her sister was having but still wanted to know her reasoning. After a few more seconds of waiting, Neo typed on her scroll to provide her answer. [You wouldn't understand.]

If Celty could sigh, she would have. It's obvious that her sister didn't trust the biker with her predicament. However, if she was going to get the answer that she's requiring, then she needed to let Neo know that she could trust her sister. Celty also needed to let herself know that she should help her sister with her problems and should try to understand her. The biker typed on her scroll once again.

[I'll understand. At least, I will try. You can tell me, Neo. I'm your big sister after all. Please try to tell me.]

Neo became silent, seemingly having an internal debate with herself in her mind. As a result, she became immediately unresponsive as she struggled to make her decision. Celty decided not to pressure her sister and decided to wait instead. After what seemed to be a full minute, Neo typed in her answer on her scroll.

[It's because I love him. When we were separated, he found and helped me. He took care of me. We immediately became partners in crime, and it wasn't long until I developed feelings for him.]

Celty, in turn, became silent for a moment after hearing her sister's reasoning. Due to the biker lacking a head, Neo couldn't tell what was going on in her sister's mind. Celty's body language showed no emotion from her, making her hard to read for Neo. Eventually, the biker started typing on her scroll to give her response.

[I understand how you feel. There was someone that I was once in love with too. I knew him his whole life. The time we spent together is what led me to develop my affections for him.]

Neo, smiling for a bit, typed on her scroll.

[From your life that you had in another world. I know. Thank you for understanding.]

Celty typed on scroll as well, responding back to her sister.

[Your welcome, and I proposition for you. I'll help you, but you and Roman will have to give up your life of crime. No more committing criminal acts.]

Neo narrowed her eyes as she frowned at her sister's proposition. She couldn't accept it. Roman wouldn't accept it. She and Celty had trouble growing up in Remnant. The same could be said for Roman, as he told the criminal mute about his life and constant struggles that plagued it. The criminals committed their crimes to make money, greatly increasing their chances of survival.

[No. If we give up on our criminal lifestyle, there'll be nothing left for us. Do you really expect us to take out jobs with minimum wage, especially with our status? That won't help us survive. We won't join someone like Cinder ever again. We'll only watch out for ourselves.]

Celty gripped her scroll tightly but continued to type on it for her responsive.

[Look, I can't accept that. What if you guys get caught? Roman has been to jail before.]

Rolling her eyes, Neo typed on her scroll.

[With my unique abilities, he won't ever have to be. Besides, you aren't exactly practicing what you're preaching, especially with that informant of yours.]

If Celty had a head, she would rub her temples. Instead, she typed again on her scroll.

[As much of a bastard that he is, Izaya is the only person that I know from my world living in Remnant and is therefore one of the few people I can trust. However, I do see your point. We'll continue to discuss the matter later after we break my brother-in-law out of his prison cell.]

Neo blushed at words, resulting in her puffing her cheeks in embarrassment. Celty, putting her scroll away, picked up her helmet and put it back on. Afterwards, they left their apartment for their new mission of breaking Roman free from military custody. It's a good thing for Neo that Celty didn't tell her to leave behind her duffel bag of guns and ammunition.