Hello everyone and all, Melody here with another chapter. Hope people liked the last one. So, ILikeHotDogs, who's my beta reader and editor normal, and myself have been thinking of theme songs that could work with characters. The only one we have right now is for Leon, if y'all are curious and wanna give it a listen then check out The Devil by Blue Stahli cause it fits really well for him. Anyway, let's get to the chapter.

Sincerely, Melody

Drakon and Mindy found it strange when Mercury led them away from the students' dormitory towards the teachers. Once they were at the entrance to the building he pulled out a keycard and opened the door. Waving a hand behind him, Mercury led the duo to the third floor of the building and towards the back left section. Opening the door the trio walked into an absolutely massive apartment. Left of the entrance was a small kitchen with a gas stove and decent sized fridge. Directly ahead of them was what looked like a messy living room and to the far right was a bathroom. There were two bedrooms with one door open showing a room that had a space theme to it along with a lot of weird mechanical devices.

"Make yourselves at home just let people know if you get something from the fridge or about to take a shower." Mercury explained and slumped onto the couch before letting out a loud yawn. Once he noticed the mess, said yawn turned into a groan.

"Um, are we even supposed to be here?" Drakon asked, confusion clear on his face.

Mercury just shot him an annoyed look before Mindy spoke up. "If we weren't I don't think he would've had a keycard." She reasoned and wrapped an arm around Drakon's shoulders. "Don't worry about it man, we'll be good here."

"I'm just confused at the fact we're in the teachers' dormitory instead of the students, also this place looks lived in." He said as he shrugged her arm off.

Mercury just rolled his eyes. "Sally and I've been living here for the past five or six years. Ozpin and Glynda were our legal guardians while Leon was away on business."

Realization dawned on the pair when they heard that. For the past couple years there had been news stories and in some cases, gossip stories claiming that there was a secret pair of children that just so happened to be the children of Ozpin and Glynda. It all made sense now. While they were dumbstruck, Mercury got up to his feet and started to pick up the garbage. Muttering could be heard from him, Sally's name occasionally came up and how much of a slob she could be when she was focused on her experiments.

An awkward feeling overcame the two and eventually they started to help him pick stuff up which earned them a silent nod. What they thought were originally empty food containers and stuff of the like it was actually boxes for various parts. Small computers, screws and bolts, different crystal lenses, old dust containers, it was all just everywhere. Something caught Drakon's eye though as he picked up the garbage.

The object was a small cylinder yellow in colour with a black cap and white and red decals. Across the side read May explode if disposed of in fire. Seeing the object pulled his memories back to the day his family and village were slaughtered. Aside from those strange batteries the Pale Man had, there had been other people with him. Their weapons used these. Dropping the microfusion cell, he felt his chest tightening and his breathing getting faster. Mercury looked over to the Faunus in confusion but Mindy was on it almost instantly.

Snapping her fingers a couple of times, she got his attention. "Okay Drakon, I need you to calm down and breathe with me. In for seven, out for five." She explained calmly while placing a hand on his shoulder. He nodded and breathed in. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Okay, let it out now. One, two, three, four, five." She repeated a few times until Drakon was visibly calm.

"You got PTSD or something along those lines?" Mercury asked curiously, the usual boredom and snark were absent from his tone.

"Something like that… I'm not big on talking about it…" Drakon replied once he was fully calm and scratched the back of his head.

Mercury nodded in sympathy. "I understand, according to my therapist I have a very minor case cause I saw my old man get his head blown off. Apparently it's the cause of my general apathy." He said casually. "Listen, since Sally and I were finally getting into Beacon proper Ozpin had two beds added to the rooms. Ya can sleep in my room Drakon and you can take the extra bed in Sally's Mindy. It'll be the clean one that's properly made, God knows she never does it herself." He explained while muttering the last part under his breath.

Eventually, once all of the garbage was cleaned up Sally got back. When she returned, Mercury chewed her out for leaving her trash everywhere which got a chuckle from the pair of Faunus. Looking towards the clock they decided to get some rest for the next day; Unpacking could wait until tomorrow afternoon

Out in the forests of Vale Six sat in the small lookout they had built up in a tree; It was about seven miles from their camp. He had been watching the village for the past few hours and hadn't seen anything strange until he heard static over his comm. That was normal when someone was about to call but for some reason, the white noise just continued. Then the smell of smoke filled the air. Turning around he saw burning in the distance then the static let up.

"So your name is Six Sustrai I assume?" A strange voice questioned over the comms. The tone was calm but seething with quiet wrath.

"Yeah, who the fuck is asking?" Six replied as he started to climb out of the lookout and start making his way towards the camp at a quick pace.

A chuckle was heard, a deranged chuckled to be specific. "Oh you should know me, you shot me in the chest a long while back but you may call me Father; As will the rest of the world." He replied which caused Six's eyes to widen. "I'll give you three minutes to arrive at your little camp. Good luck." And with one last chuckle, the white noise returned.

His internal clock was ticking as he ran. Normally it took fifteen minutes to get there from the lookout for him. Now he had to do that in a fifth of the time, he wasn't even sure all of his Turbo would help but shrugged it off. Activating all ten doses he zipped through the thicket while readying Dinnerbell. Branches slapped against his body but stung little for him. Dense smoke filled the air as he got closer to the camp.

A distinct sound filled his ears as he drew closer. Laser rifles and pistols were being fired off alongside regular bullets. Flynn's howl suddenly overpowered the sounds of laser fire. Looking back towards his clock Six had realized it had already been two minutes and he still had three miles to go. The Turbo wore off almost instantly and Six had to stop himself from slamming into the ground. Orienting himself, he continued on. Once he was a mile away, the final minute passed.

"Guess you weren't fast enough. Oh well, I'll see you around Six." Father's voice once again overtook the white noise for a split second.

Then all of the gunfire and laser fire stopped and a bolt of lightning struck the earth. As he arrived Six saw that the camp was burning. Strung up in the center of the camp was a flag flapping in the air and on the flag was the Bonepickers emblem. Far off to the side was Gilford, face down, in a puddle of blood. Six ran over to his friend and checked to see if he was alive. Once he started to check him over, Six finally noticed a gaping, smoking hole in the man's chest.

The world slowed for Six. Repeatedly scanning Gilford's body did nothing. It did nothing. He just continued to scan and scan and scan. The crackling flames around him were deafened, the smoke was free of the suffocation that it should've had. He just didn't notice it as he continued to scan. He didn't even notice the heavy, crunching footsteps approaching behind him.

Standing behind the crouched soldier was two men. One wearing a long coat and hat while the other was wearing a special suit; A suit of crimson red XO1 power armour to be specific. Wrapped around the arms of the power armour were a set of power fists. Looking between each other, the power armour clad man spoke up.

"Sorry we're late." The man said and that ripped Six back to reality, the voice matched Father's.

Quickly spinning around, Six shoved Dinnerbell into the man's face; The barrel resting against the lense. "What the fuck do you mean you sonuvabitch?" Six asked, his voice was deathly calm.

"Hey calm down, we didn't do this." The other man told Six as he raised his rifle and aimed it at Six's head.

Six just scowled. "Listen here boy that little peashooter ain't gonna do shit to me. Fuckin' take the shot if you think it will." He ordered his as he shifted a single eye and stared at him.

The power armoured man slowly raised his hands. "MacCready, lower your gun. I think I know what the problem is. Now sir, I'm going to remove my helmet as a sign of good faith, if you don't trust what I'm telling you then you can shoot me." The man told Six who pulled his shotgun back a bit. MacCready lowered his rifle but kept his eyes locked on Six.

Giving him a nod, the man removed his helmet. Once it was fully off the flames practically reflected off of the man's pale, pale skin. His eyes were a strange and wild yellow in colour and his hair was shiny silver. Across his face was a massive scar; Reaching from the top of his right ear and snaking its way across his face, ending at his chin looking something akin to a lightning bolt.

"Now my name is Franklin Nathan Greene but you can call me Nate. I think we're hunting the same creature. It refers to itself as Father." Nate explained calmly as he lowered his arms and rested his helmet in his armpit.

Six raised his eyebrow. "Ya sound just like the fucker."

Nate nodded. "Yes, I do. There is a long and strange explanation that you wouldn't believe me." He explained until he finally noticed Six's Pip-Boy. "Wait a moment, you're from Earth?"

"Huh?" And then Six noticed Nate's Pip-Boy. "The fuck?" He exclaimed and fully lowered his shotgun. "The damn Brains' sent someone else? Why in the sam fuck would they do that?"

MacCready just looked at Six in bewilderment. "Who? What? We got here on a spaceship Nate found."

"A fuckin' spaceship? Do ya think I'm an idiot?" Six shot back as he fully looked over to MacCready.

"Well, how the hell did you get here then?"

"A group of brains in jars gave me a teleportation gun that sent me here."

"And a spaceship is too much to handle?"

Nate let out an annoyed sigh. "Can you two not argue? The smoke is already causing me to have a headache." He told them as he put his helmet back on. "Anyway though, to make a long story short, for now at least, we are both hunting Father."

"Why the hell ya doin' that? He murder yer friend also?" Six shifted his gaze to Nate and softened his glare.

Nate just shook his head. "No, It's my greatest failure." With that said he looked down at his hands before shaking his head and turning around. "Come on, let's find it and finally put it down. You can come with us if you'd like."

Looking back towards his dead friend, Six knelt down and sighed. Reaching over he grabbed Dirge Singer and ten grenades from Gilford's harness. Slipping them into his coat he followed behind the pair. The forest still burnt around them but there was nothing they could really do. Six didn't want to leave Gilford's body but there just wasn't any time. Cremation was the only solution. He silently followed behind the pair since they seemed to know where they had to go.

Slinging Dirge Singer over his shoulder, Six looked around aimlessly. His movements were heavy and it felt like the world was attempting to crush him but he kept a steely face. Nate and MacCready spoke to each other but he couldn't hear them. The Voice in the back of his head would quiet down.

"See? Everyone you befriend dies. Maybe this is the universe making us pay for the Divide's existence." It whispered to him, taunted really. The mocking tone was heavy.

Six just shook his head. "That wasn't my fault. Even Ulysses agrees with me." He muttered under his breath, the crackling fire preventing anyone from hearing him.

A sharp chuckle filled his mind. "He may have forgiven us but that doesn't deny the truth of the situation. I made a mistake and now you suffer for it. I'd apologize to you but… Well, that wouldn't make much sense. Why apologize to myself and not myself?"

"Do ya know how ta shut the hell up?" He questioned aloud.

"How did you even develop that stupid accent? It makes no sense at all, I never had that accent."

"Yeah well I ain't you, I'm a different person than you. You died when Benny shot ya in the head."

"So prickly. So you're saying you were born that day? How would that happen when I'm the original."

"That's what I keep tellin' myself. It worked until a few years ago when you started talking and wouldn't shut the fuck up."

"Yes well, I'd like my body back… Modifications withstanding."

"With my modifications, I've made this mine, go beg to God if ya want a body so bad."

The Voice went silent after that. Pointing out how he made his body something different, something better, usually pissed the Voice off. What really annoyed Six though was the fact he still didn't know the name of the Voice; His real name. When it first appeared Six attempted to talk to it, to learn more about his past. The Voice refused, resisted. Calling him a false person, a body snatcher. It said he just needed to fall asleep and let the darkness overwhelm him. Six had been in control for too long and was ruining the Voice's life. Eventually, Six just started to ignore it with the use of various drugs; Antipsychotics and all. They sometimes worked.

Nate led him to a large cargo truck eventually that had been modified into a Frankenstein of a vehicle. Six watched as Nate climbed into the back and the sound of power armour being taken off was distinguishable. MacCready motioned Six to follow him to the front of the truck and climbed in. Six got in the passenger seat as MacCready started it up. Looking around the truck he noticed a picture of Nate and some woman who was holding a baby.

"So… You got a name?" MacCready spoke up as he started to drive.

Six nodded. "It's Six Sustrai, it always will be too." His answer while firm seemed like it was more Six telling himself that then actually answering the question.

And with that, the chapter's finished. Bit shorter than normal but I feel like this is good. Anyway, let's get to the reviews.

Kpmh2001: Glad you find them interesting. Personally I find it boring when powers don't have drawbacks and most of the Semblances in RWBY I find boring cause they don't really have many weaknesses.

ILikeHotDogs: Yeah, editing kinda got away from me last chapter. I hope this one is better and I'm glad you still enjoyed it.

So, I got a question for y'all. Do you think I should give Mercury a Semblance? Before someone says "Hey he doesn't have one in the story cause his dad stole it", I know this. I'm asking cause I have an idea for it and could spin it so Leon found Mercury before his Dad stole it. Anyway, leave a review cause I'm always curious about what y'all think and I hope you enjoyed the chapter.