Hey dudes, Reven here. Sorry about the shorter length of this chapter but I feel I got everything I wanted out on page so, Hey! If you could it would be a great help if you would give me any possible constructive criticism, I'm just kinda trying to get better here.
The quiet beeping of the heart monitor was her only company as Weiss Schnee sat in deep thought, her friend's limp hand clasped firmly in her own as her thoughts raced back and forth. They had only been here for a few days, both of their injuries being serious and borderline life threatening the Doctors she saw told her that Yang would need to stay for a few days but everything should end up okay. That was all well and good but one thought kept wriggling it's way to the surface of her mind, well one of a few key thoughts but she was trying not to focus on the crushing mountain of guilt at the moment and try to keep her attention on her still living teammate and friend, Over the course of the last couple of days she had made a startling revelation, Apparently whatever reason they had ended up in the garage of the Kind brunette woman Kyrie had also seemingly sent them… elsewhere.
She wasn't entirely sure what happened or how but looking over a map of the area as well as a world map nothing lined up to back home at all, not only that but the general technology was oddly primitive. Everything worked just fine and was seemingly just as advanced as Remnant's tech at first glance but as far as Weiss knew these people did not have mecha shift technology, Dust or anything akin to the Airships back home. The doctors hadn't even heard the name Schnee like she'd expected, before long she had just told them that her and Yang were orphans living with friends before they were attacked and killed. Everything here was just so… Odd. The television was not simply holographic but a large black slab mounted to the wall with an odd box attached to the bottom with a wire, The earlier mentioned heart monitor was like the older models she saw in textbooks with little clamps attached to little patches that stuck onto the skin with some kind of adhesive, and the scrolls they used where completely different. They ranged from small devices that folded in half to wall mounted hooked things with a coiled wire that attached to both ends, and these were apparently uncommon when in comparison to larger devices much more like a scroll in appearance, though these did not have the capability to manipulate their size. Oh and there was the fact that they weren't called scrolls, the were simply called phones.
Weiss herself wasn't entirely sure how she felt about everything, Sure she was distraught about the loss of her teammates and friends but she'd need to deal with that with Yang, otherwise she likely couldn't get through everything on her own. Even now she was suppressing great waves of grief and guilt, She had seen the barrier holding back the grim crack before Ruby had died, but she wasn't fast enough to get her to safety. Did Yang blame her? Weiss would. If her sister whom she cherished above all else had been ripped to shreds before her very eyes and someone could have possibly stopped it, Weiss would despise their very existence. Ruby's heartbroken face flooded her mind once again as she shook her head violently, holding back the tidal wave of emotions with a bucket made of paper. She wasn't supposed to think about all that now. Yang needed her and she'd be damned if she didn't at least hold it together for her.
A light knock came from the door as Weiss turned to see the timid smile of Kyrie poking her head through the small opening, "Hey Weiss," she said quietly, stepping through with the angry looking fellow Nero from before, "How's she doing?"
Weiss shrugged hopelessly, "The Doctors said she should be fine, she hasn't woken up yet but they said that was normal." she turned towards the duo with a grateful smile, "I really can't thank you enough for all you've done,"
Nero snorted and mumbled quietly, "You could fix our damn Garage," before Kyrie elbowed him in the stomach lightly. Weiss smiled fondly at the display, her own memories turning towards the close bond she had with Ruby and Blake momentarily before tightening her grip on Yang's hand.
Kyrie spoke up quickly, ignoring Nero's protests, "Um, Weiss" she began unsure, glancing at Nero and continuing, "Do… Do you two have anywhere to go? Any family that should be called or something?"
Weiss sighed, "Erhm no… We lost our family in an attack very recently and we just kind of stuck together," that was technically true, but she felt her stomach twist uncomfortably at having to stretch the truth in the way she did, but what was she supposed to say, 'Oh hey you guys seem fairly nice, me and my friend here are actually from another world and we just lost everything, How's your life going?' "We should be able to manage though, And I'll try and repay you guys for everything as soon as I can" she continued honestly, truly grateful for everything these two did for them, even if it wasn't actually that much It meant a lot to her. Just a little kindness after living through the hell that was the Fall of Beacon was enough to warm her heart.
"Well that's the thing," Kyrie stepped forward, a timid smile crept onto her face as she pause to gather her words, "If you need a place to stay We have that spare guest room, and if you're dead set on repaying us I could always use some help at the orphanage, I-If you want to of course, It's fine if you don't want to or anything," she nervously fidgeted in place, and for a moment Weiss felt tears brim at the edges of her eyes as the image of a red clad dunce of a partner overlayed the shy and timid Kyrie in her mind's eye and she had to take a moment to gather herself.
"If it's not too much trouble," She shakily started, very aware of the guilt building up in her chest and the warm hand of her friend who she had failed, "That would be great,"
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"I'm still not sure about them," Nero said as the two walked through the barren level of the parking garage, his human right hand grasping Kyrie's in a warm embrace, "But I guess I may just be paranoid," he admitted giving her a small nudge with his shoulder.
She smiled, "I'm glad," her head came to rest softly on his shoulder, "I was a bit afraid you'd be mad when I gave her the offer," he chuckled, she was very tense in the hospital room and very unsure.
"I know," he replied, giving her head a small gentle kiss since he knew no one of the Nico variety was around, "You were right though, she just seems like a scared little girl." the two lovers settled into a comfortable silence as they comfortably strolled through the room, Nico was parked on the bottom floor and they were on the third so they had a bit of walking to do yet. A low growling alerted Nero to a presence behind them.
Pale Blue eyes narrowed as his hand loosely grasped the handle of Blue Rose, the demon was a new one, that was certain. Its body was that of a Werewolf, its body muscular and tight with tufts of black fur all over. Its face was easily the most wolfen thing about it, its maw was long with fangs peeking out sharp enough to pierce steel, its face was covered in a thin boney mask, like an armour plated helm. The eyes were red and pierced through the darkness wafting off its body like fog. Nero scoffed, stepping in front of Kyrie and gesturing for her to move ahead, "Go get Nico, Be careful there might be more of em'" he whispered to her and she looked conflicted. Before running off she quickly leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"Good luck," she said and then she was gone, sprinting down the ramp as the beasts eyes followed, Its muscles tensed like a spring, ready to pounce after but a loud BANG sounded as something sparked off its mask, carving two thin lines in the boney material.
"Keep your eyes on me Jackass," Nero called out, the smoking barrel of Blue Rose giving away what had just transpired as the beast growled at him, "What's wrong doggo? Do I not look tasty or something?" he quipped as the wolf-en demon pounced, slicing through the air with its razor sharp claws. Nero however just swiftly ducked under the beast's swing, firing off a quick two shots into its abdomen. The demon howled, dark oily liquid poured from the wounds and clung to its fur. "Oh no," Nero mocked taking the time to reload the useless bullets in the cylinder of his revolver, "Does the pupper have a tummy ache?"
It growled out, red eyes seemingly sharpening as the wound closed before Nero's eyes, dark smoke drifting off even more than before, its claws seemed to grow as well and bone spikes poked out of its back, "Sp-... Spa-... " low breaths growled out and Nero was surprised.
"Oh shit," he laughed, twirling his gun with a wide eyed expression, "It talks! That's awesome! Definitely Talent show worthy," the beast howled, physically pushing Nero back as the force of it was akin to a concussive blast. His boots grinded against the pavement as it howled out a single word.
"SPARDA!" and Nero sighed, it always looped back around to that guy huh? How boring. Before Nero could think on the manner any further it launched, jaw snapping at his face as he back peddled out of range. Blue Rose sung a beautiful song of gunpowder and blood as shot after shot buried itself into the hide of the still advancing monster while Nero kept himself away from it's claws and fangs.
Nero was enjoying himself, he had gotten rest over the past couple of days and a good fight was just what the doctor ordered it seemed as his stiff muscles loosened as he danced around the hulking beast. Though all good things must come to an end he supposed and as his back came to rest upon the cool stone of the garage wall Nero's eyes widened, It seemed this creature was smarter than he had anticipated. It growled a sound similar to a laugh as it launched again, apparently it was trying to corner Nero and despite himself he laughed. The razor sharp claws whistled through the air and dug into stone as his feet pounced off the ground, twisting his body and using the wall as a sort of spring board he soared over the stone rending claws of his opponent, grasping a spiked protruding bone from the creature's back and used it to bring himself to a comfortable resting position. An eardrum shattering roar echoed through the stone garage and Nero staggered slightly as the beast bucked wildly, bouncing its head off the wall jarring his hand as he narrowly avoided the swinging claw that reached back around its head.
Nero Growled lowly as he began unloading his gun into the back of the beast's skull, stopping only to reload and continue as he held on for dear life and regularly contorted his body to avoid the monster's attempts to dislodge him from his position. "YEE HAW!" he shouted out with a desperate laugh as shots echoed regularly, hey might as well have fun while he could right? Before long the beast slowed down, its rippling muscles collapsed and Nero rolled off as it fell to the ground, black fog swirling off as it dissolved into the air. "That was… Kinda underwhelming if I'm entirely honest," he said, more to himself than anyone else. Nero sighed dusting off his jacket from the rubble that attached itself during his time cornered by the beast, he was tired of his precious jacket getting scuff marks and tears just because demons couldn't handle his badassery. Quickly reloading Blue Rose he turned to find Kyrie, hoping that she hadn't run into trouble before he sensed a presence behind him.
Clap…Clap… Clap, "Impressive," a cool raspy voice said as he turned to it, Blue Rose leading the way as his gaze fell upon a beautiful woman. The woman who sauntered from the shadows was quite lovely, her skin was a pale pinkish color complimented nicely by the low cut scarlet mini dress that hugged her figure tightly. Speaking of her body was also fine if he did say so himself, long legs that held some visible muscle but nothing disturbing, her hips were wide and left him with the want of a view of her rear, her breasts peaked out of the dress with ample cleavage, very inviting to the eyes but also lead the eyes up her collarbone and slender throat accentuated with a glassy choker and up to her stunning face, full red lips and a cute little nose with fiery Golden eyes that blazed in the light, Her hair was a blackish color that slowly faded to ashy white at the tips. "Very Impressive Indeed" her hand came to rest upon her hip as a smirk played at the edges of her lips, "Though I suppose that should be expected from the Heir of Sparda,"
Nero quirked a brow at the woman, very sure of some form of Demonic influence flowing through her blood as it was increasingly difficult to keep his eyes focused on her eyes, "And just who the hell are you?" he asked lowly, not entirely sure how she was doing it but he felt a kind of primal tug at his in his gut, something stronger than the sense of Weiss's possible demonic heritage. This woman was a demon, no doubt about it.
"Oh that's not important" he grumbled to himself, tired of the 'Oh no need for you to know me,' shit. A dangerous smirk twitched along her crimson lip and with a flip of her ashy hair she relented, "Well if you Insist," she placed a hand over her chest and despite himself he found himself taking the opportunity to appreciate the area again as his attention was drawn towards it, "My name is Cinder Fall," she took a few steps forward, slowly and carefully but making sure to sway her hips as she did, "And as much as I'd love to claim a handsome young man such as yourself~," Nero would not admit this to anyone, but in that moment the conscious effort he put to resist faltered slightly, He still would never cheat on Kyrie but this woman was making his life hell at the moment, "I'm not here for you Sparda's Kin,"
Nero shifted uncomfortably, his usual steadfast resistance against most if not everything demonic and or seductive wavering made him feel terribly weak in her presence, "Okay then we don't have any business," he said, turning away and beginning his trek after his lover, to make sure she was okay, and away from this woman before he did something he may regret later one way or another.
"Oh don't be like that~" she said with a seductive tone, not helping his predicament in the slightest, "I only require information," she continued causing him to pause, "Nero~" at the use of his name he turned back towards her and she giggled, placing a hand over her mouth as he absorbed the delightful noise of her laugh, "Oh~ I wasn't aware I was having such an effect on you~," she gestured down and when he looked he saw the horrifying sight of his pants tenting at… Attention as it were and he looked away, "My apologies, It was a little curse I was born with," she sighed hugging her arms under her breasts, pushing up the orbs of wonder and glory, and peaking through one eye at him in a rather suggestive pose. "Though it wasn't really intentional I'd love for you to know that I'm quite flattered, Nero~"
He growled, red from embarrassment and very aware of his position and the blood flowing through his area, "Y-you said you wanted information," he stuttered out, irritated by the overall events, "If you don't get to the damn point I'm going to place a bullet in between your eyes," I'd like to place something else in between your- NO! Stop that!
"Oh honey~" Cinder said, holding out her hand which only a moment later ignited with a small yet roaring flame, "Don't threaten a girl with a good time~" Nero flushed at that and she giggled again before the flames went out and she used the hand to toy with her hair, "I'm looking for a girl, On the shorter side with stark white hair and pretty blue eyes, You wouldn't happen to know where I could find her could you?~" she asked with an added lilt into her tone, "Nero?~"
"Not a damn clue," he said, suddenly very aware of the charm he had been placed under, still not entirely confident in himself and his libido he turned away and began walking down the ramp.
"Okay~" she said, more to herself now that he wasn't listening but the hairs on the back of his neck bristled and he turned back quickly only to see a small card bounce off his arm and into his hand with Golden numbers imprinted on, "Call me if you catch wind of something babe~ or whenever you get tired of that prude little girl you're so fond of~"
Nero looked up from the card in time to see Cinder wink at him cutely before disappearing in a blaze of roaring scarlet flames. Nero glanced back at the card and considered the foreboding sense he felt before when he first met Weiss. A loud sigh came from his lips before he pocketed the card and continued on his way down the ramp, He had a lot to think about when he got home, not all of the clean variety.
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Cool now that I have that out of the way I'd like to take a moment to address Cinder's presence in this fic, she's not going to be a major part of the cast or anything but I wanted to include her because I felt I could make her character more interesting with a few tweaks. Don't fret my dear friends and Readers, she will not be like Canon Cinder in almost anyway.
I hope you guys also liked the short little action... engagement, wasn't really a full on action scene so I guess that's the most accurate term I could Use...