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Unbeknownst to the red and white girls of team RWBY, their leader's act of kindness towards the unknown being was observed.
A pair of golden eyes watched with interest, a smile upon her face.
"So, it followed after all…" She said lowly to herself. "What a mischievous youth…"
A mirthful chuckle escaped her lips.
Then she turned and walked off, basking in the good weather.
But even with such good conditions a frown crept onto her features.
"Still… who else might have come here? If so, hopefully they won't manage to anchor themselves…" She mumbled seriously.
Then suddenly she stopped with a thoughtful expression.
"I wonder how she would look with googles on?" She mused with a smile as she picked up an object that shone silver and red from the ground.
-Break—
"I can't believe you brought it all the way here!" Weiss exclaimed angrily at her partner as they stood within their room, the being they had found lying atop Weiss' bed.
"What else should I have done?" Ruby asked while cowering slightly.
The heiress was taken slightly aback by this.
"I-I don't know… take it to the infirmary?" She said uncertainly.
In all honesty she was just a bit frightened. She had no idea what it was or where it came from. And it looked dangerous…
Yes. Honestly she just didn't want it in their room.
"I don't think they would know what to do with it. Sorry Weiss, just… just indulge me, please?" The younger girl said in a sorrowful tone and with pleading eyes.
Weiss took a step back, her anger faltering before such an assault, and a slight blush creeping up her cheeks.
She tried to retort, but her words failed her, choking in her throat.
Finally, she wavered, and broke.
"F-fine! But I'll personally put it down if it tries to harm you!" She declared, pointing angrily at the red-hair bundle of adorable.
Then she froze, as her own words registered.
"W-wait!" She became flustered. "I mean us, us! If it tries to harm us!"
"Whoa, and here I thought you only begrudgingly accepted Ruby." A new, playfully surprised voice exclaimed.
Standing in the doorway, having just closed the door was Yang, sporting a sly grin that boded poorly for the white Huntress-in-training.
"Yang! This- I don't know what you think, but it's probably wrong." The heiress said sternly, crossing her arms.
Instead of addressing this statement, the blonde looked over to the being in the bed. "So, what's this really all about? And what's that?" She asked curiously.
"We found him while on our walk. We don't have the faintest clue as to what he is, but he's hurt so-" The youngest member of the team started explaining, but then she stopped. "Oh no! He's hurt!"
She then remembered the reason why she brought it there. In a flurry of rose petals, she rushed off, finding various first aid supplies.
While this was going on Yang took a closer look at the newcomer.
"I don't know what this guy is, but he looks kinda dangerous. I'm almost worried about what might have injured him." She said.
"That's what you're worried about?" Weiss responded incredulously.
In the meantime, Ruby had started looking at its injuries. To her surprise they weren't all too bad, and there was no bleeding apparent.
Instead she did her best to clean those injuries she could, and bandage them.
The busty brawler looked at the being in wonderment, noting the way its body seemed to be covered in metal plating.
"Actually, is this guy even organic?" She wondered, but she got her answer when her sister cautiously pried the mouth open, revealing an organic inside. "I guess he's just armoured."
"He seems fine." Ruby concluded with a relieved sigh. "He's just asleep right now."
It was in this moment that Blake showed up, looking a bit tired.
"Oh, hey Blake. Look what Ruby and Weiss picked up!" Yang announced merrily.
"Picked up? What, a-?" Whatever words the raven-haired girl had intended to speak were lost as she saw the being resting in Weiss' bed. "What. Is. That?" She said flatly.
"I don't really know. He does look kind of saurian, but…" Ruby started, but she trailed off uncertainly.
"He's a bit too large for a lizard. Heck, he's larger than some dogs." Blake said. "Also, he looks really dangerous, do you think it's safe to keep him in here?"
"Thank you, Blake!" Weiss exclaimed happily.
"I don't think he's bad…" Their team-leader said uncertainly, trailing off slightly.
"If Ruby thinks so then I think it's okay." Yang stated.
"I guess I'll just trust Ruby here." The cat Faunus agreed.
The final member simply slumped her shoulders in defeat.
Then they were interrupted by a loud rumble.
They looked around confusedly, before another drew their attention towards their guest.
It had managed to sit up, and was looking at them with amber eyes.
"Oh, you're awake. Are you hungry?" Ruby asked it with a smile, in the kind of tone you would normally take towards an animal.
It looked at her a bit, maybe even seeming a bit miffed.
"Yes I am." It responded, shocking the girls, although Blake felt it seemed familiar to her, but couldn't figure out why.
"It spoke!" Weiss shouted in surprise.
"Yeah, I'm Huckmon." It responded happily. "Thanks for saving me!" It then said, directed mostly towards Ruby.
Its manner of speech was somewhat childish, and it spoke with a cheerful and youthful tone, albeit one that still hinted at ferocity and combat ability.
"Okay, now I'm even more confused. What are you exactly?" Yang question confusedly.
"I'm a Digimon! More specifically a Mini Dragon Digimon!" Huckmon exclaimed happily.
Then its stomach growled again, causing it to look down at it forlornly.
"Let's find him something to eat!" Ruby declared.
That day a large quantity of food mysteriously disappeared from the Beacon kitchens.
-Break—
BlackTailmon stretched itself on the bed where it had been patched up by a nurse and allowed to rest.
It had to say, the nurses weren't nearly as perceptive as the girl that had first picked it up. It hadn't even needed to manipulate their minds in the slightest.
They simply treated it like a cat. It could work with that for now.
After all, if it allowed it to stay in a place filled with adolescent humans, or similar, then that suited it fine.
It could repay them once it regained its Ultimate form.
Yes, it would be rapturous.
But for now it would play the part.
Hopefully Jesmon had been forced back… It yawned. Yeah, that would be the best.
But for now, it would be a cat, and take a nap.
-Break—
Roman Torchwick was in a good mood.
At first he had been a bit iffy about this deal he had been forced into.
But now. Now that he had had time to realise the power of the being that now resided within, and now that he had gotten to know it better…
Yeah, that power was great! And they got along pretty well too!
Sure, the demon was, well, even worse than he was, but that didn't matter much to him.
It had advised him, bolstering his wit with the inconceivable level of intelligence it possessed. As a matter of fact, with its help he was getting the better of that bitch Cinder!
And they were both really greedy, they both wanted more. And while Roman was a thief and criminal mastermind who would steal or take what he wanted, Barbamon was a devious manipulator that simply waged war when he really wanted something.
Yes, they were pretty damn similar all in all.
'Just remember, those who would consort with the current White Fang desire vengeance and blood, the destruction of the system that oppresses them.' Barbamon whispered in his mind. The demon had gained an understanding for current events in Remnant quickly, and now it was helping him pull the strings even more magnificently.
"Of course. And then I'll have to consider Kitty and her monkey friend might show up. And if they do, we let them." He responded with a wicked grin.
'Indeed, while I doubt the information they would glean out of it will disrupt the plan much, if at all, it will serve as a nice strike against her, a piece of petty vengeance. A taste of what is to come.'
They laughed in tandem, and for a short few moments the people in the warehouse could swear they heard two laughs coming from Roman.
They would make Cinder pay for using him.
Such was Barbamon's sweet promise to Roman Torchwick.
-Break—
In the meantime, a quite attention grabbing due tried to make their way through the hallways of Beacon.
Omegos and Lavender had decided to look around a bit, take in Beacon academy.
"I still cannot comprehend that these people are supposed to be warriors…" The tall dual-colour haired boy said.
"Perhaps you need to lower your standards then. Not that I could, I demand nothing but perfection from my Kni-!" The androgynous pink-haired boy started to exclaim, but was interrupted by his team-mate.
"Yes, yes, I know. This wouldn't be the first time you've said that." He put a hand on the shorter boy's shoulder, his gaze conferring a warning.
People were staring at them.
If the warning was received Lavender made no indication as he twirled his rose and struck a pose.
"But even so, does it not bear repeating?!" He exclaimed without pause.
For a few moments Omegos was worried his ally actually would repeat himself, but to his relief he made no indication to continue.
"I suppose, but I already did lower my standards. I don't know how much lower it can go." He stated.
As they were walking a girl appeared, clad in Beacon's uniform with a beret resting precariously on her head and a pair of black sunglasses, walking in the opposite direction.
As she came closer to them she lowered her sunglasses to look at them, or Omegos in particular.
A certain smile came to her lips, and as she walked by she slapped him on the rump.
"Nice guns you've got there, big guy!" She said with a wink, but without stopping.
Omegos simply stopped in confusion, looking over himself.
"Guns? Lavender, tell me, did I bring guns with me?" He asked his team-mate confusedly.
"I believe that 'guns' was used to refer to your muscles. I guess it was meant as a compliment of your physical form." Lavender said, slightly uncertain himself.
Of course, this display drew plenty of attention, and while many of the people around them had been able to ignore that they had seemed to be looking down on them, they hadn't been able to ignore the display of ignorance.
Or the fact that they seemed completely ignorant that Omegos had just been hit on, instead having been confused by someone calling muscles for 'guns'.
Well, some of the girls (and guys) stopped because Omegos' ass had been rock-hard, judging by the slap's effect (or lack of it). As a matter of fact, the girl who slapped him was looking at her hand.
Lavender sighed. "Omegos. It seems we have caused a scene. Riina isn't going to be happy." He stated with a hint of trepidation in his voice.
The larger boy sighed as well once he realised the truth in those words. "We'll just have to endure."
"Why are we even here?" He then muttered to himself as they left.
-Break—
That night, something changed.
The girls came home, without having fought any battle.
Blake and Sun had been able to leave the assembly without incident, even if they could have sworn they were seen.
Not to mention, Roman had smiled. Blake could have sworn he smiled as they left.
Author's notes: Well, here we go. I'm not entirely sure about this chapter, but hopefully it's not too bad. I will now make a point to point out that I will also be using the Japanese level names, which for those who don't know is Baby I, Baby II, Child, Adult, Perfect and Ultimate. I'll probably never use the first two, but I thought it was worth mentioning for completeness sake.
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