Emma's body and mind were unconscious and inoperable, though the same could not be said for SAM. Within the dark confines of Emma's mind, he sat patiently waiting for her to recover. He would have gone into a piece of machinery to wait it out, but that required either physical contact, which was far easier and quicker, or direct line of sight. And since neither were possible at the moment, he was content to wait here.

As he waited, he contemplated what he had discovered. The Ones had not told them directly what they wanted of him beyond the initial message, so he did not know what they meant. At first he thought they wanted sacrifices, but he quickly discarded that idea. They didn't want blood, only more followers, so maybe one of them was living on Remnant somewhere? If that were the case, they would need to find them.

He didn't know how much time had passed, as it was impossible to tell while in this state, but after a while, he began receiving visual and audio feed. He couldn't see, as Emma's mind was still unconscious, but he could hear the telltale beeping of a heartbeat monitor. It sounded as if her heart was fine, so he began listening for other things. He could hear the idle chatter of two people, but they were muffled like they were just outside the room. He couldn't quite make out what they were saying, but they sounded concerned. Eventually, they stopped talking and walked away. Immediately, Emma's mind awoke and her eyes shot open, though her face remained blank. He instantaneously shared his theories and information with her, and they were fully caught up with each other.

Samma sat up and looked around the room. They were in a hospital room, though it was empty barring the heartbeat monitor and a chair with their clothes on it. They left the bed, severing their connection with the monitor in the process and causing it to produce a long beep, and approached their belongings. They rifled through the pockets of their hoodie and found their money safe and sound. They looked at it and SAM deduced none of the funds had been tampered with, so they stripped down and changed right there.

Before long a doctor burst into the room, clearly panicked, though calmed down a bit when he realized they had only gotten up and weren't currently dying.

"Oh thank Ohm, I thought you were dying. What are you doing up, you should be resting." He asked, a little out of breath after sprinting there. He was an older man with a few wrinkles under his eyes, though the rest of his face was covered by a medical mask. His hair was black with grey streaks, and his eyes were an ocean blue.

"We feel fine, and no longer need to stay here. Thank you for caring for us." They said before trying to leave. The doctor was so shocked by the response he didn't even try to stop them from leaving before they were already out the door. After a minute he snapped out of his stupor and ran back as well to catch them. Unfortunately, the room they had been in was very close to the front door, so by the time he'd exited, they were long gone.

Samma walked through the busy streets. For the first time since discovering the Ones' existence, they were unsure of what to do. The rumble emanating from Emma's stomach told them what. It would seem they still required human necessities, something SAM was not used to. They already knew where the nearest restaurant was, and began making their way there. It was a bar restaurant, and they sold cheap, quick to make food along with alcohol. Money wasn't an issue, however. All they needed for extra funds was an ATM.

As they walked, they figured taking the alleyways would be a faster and more efficient manner of reaching their destination. There was the obvious risk of encountering criminals of some sort, but they were more likely to slow them down than actually do any permanent damage to Emma.

They passed multiple people, some homeless that asked for money, others who just ignored them. They ignored them all in return. After some time, they noticed they were being followed by someone. He was wearing a black hoodie and jeans, and the bulge in his pocket indicated he had a weapon, most likely a knife. Sensing he had hostile intent, they decided to nip this potential problem in the bud and deal with it now.

As casually as if they'd simply forgotten to grab something, they turned around and began walking in a beeline right for him. This surprised him, which gave them just enough time to get within arm's reach. They grabbed his face and, before he could utter a sound, Emma began using her gift to drain his life. His eyes became fully white and he started convulsing rapidly, before they dropped his white-eyes corpse to the ground, their face still totally devoid of emotion.

They heard rapid footsteps and looked up to see a homeless man running away, Emma sensing fear on him. He would most likely report them to the police, but that was not enough reason to chase him down. They were merely defending themselves, and that excuse would largely depend on the personality of the officer that confronted them about it.

After taking his money and Scroll, they turned around and continued on their way. They exited out of the alley and crossed the street to the restaurant, Sean McLoughlin's. They entered, and they realized it was very similar to another restaurant from Earth called Finn MacCool's, so much so that the only difference was the name. They got seated by a waiter, then had their orders taken not long after. As they waited, they looked at the other patrons discreetly. They were all laughing and having fun with the people they were eating with, but the noise didn't affect them that much. Before long their order had arrived and they began eating.

As they ate the admittedly tasty burger, they heard talking at the front door. From where they'd been seated, they could see the front door, as well as where people who were waiting to be seated would sit. They could see the waiter from before talking with a police officer, undoubtedly about them. They couldn't hear what they were talking about over the noise, but they had a pretty solid guess. The waiter pointed in their direction, and they quickly diverted their gaze, quickly enough that nobody saw them staring.

A few seconds later, and the police officer sat down at the table opposite her. He had slicked back blonde hair and a slight stubble. They stared at each other while they chewed another bite, before they swallowed and spoke.

"What do you want?" They asked. They said it neutrally, but the officer must have seen it as otherwise.

"Listen, I'm gonna cut to the chase here. I know you killed someone in the alley back there. Just tell me why, then come with me back to the station, and this'll be done and over with." He said, smugness rolling off his shoulders.

"We were defending ourselves." She said plainly. She could sense his disbelief.

"'We'? Who's this other person, your imaginary friend?" He said with a scoff. So he would not be the agreeable type. Good, that meant a lack of guilt for them. Seeing where this was going to go, he pulled out his Scroll and dialed up his cop buddies, but then noticed they were staring at his Scroll intensely.

"What, you've never seen one of these before? It's called a Scroll, sweethear-" He was cut off when the Scroll in question suddenly exploded in his face, charring half of it. He fell to the floor in pain while they stood up, still holding their burger, and left. She speedwalked down the sidewalk while quickly finishing her burger and ducked into an abandoned house when she heard police sirens incoming, the door having been left unlocked.

Upon entering the home, she could tell it had only recently been abandoned. There was very little dust, and the living room they were in was fully furnished. Unfortunately, the house had no power, as was evident when they flipped the light switch and nothing happened. Luckily, their Scroll had a flashlight installed. They didn't know why the house was abandoned, as that information had not been public when SAM had scoured the Internet for information.

As they explored the house, they realized it was only a single floor with a basement, and though the house was fully furnished, it didn't have anything beyond that, like food, which made sense. The first floor was equipped with a living room, kitchen, bathroom, and two bedrooms. What was odd, however, was the basement being nothing but a large open area with only a few support beams being contained within.

After confirming the house had running water, they had some to drink before sitting down at the table contemplating what to do. It was likely they would send a Huntsman of some sort to hunt them down, especially since they had shown they possessed two Semblance-like abilities. That meant they would have to leave the city, but that would mean having a place to go to. They thought back to what they had learned from the Internet, and realized there was, indeed, a perfect place.

It was a place called Mountain Glenn, a failed attempt by Vale to expand the city. While the surface of the city was overrun with Grimm, records showed there was an undercity, where Grimm should be rare, if not totally absent. And that was where they would hide out while searching for the Ones, and, in turn, their purpose here.

In the meantime, however, they would have to sleep to regain their energy. They chose one of the bedrooms at random, lied down on the slightly dusty bed after undressing, and went to sleep, though SAM was still aware in case someone broke in.

Meanwhile, with a certain caffeine addict

Ozpin looked down at the report on his desk with some concern. The police had a warrant out for a young woman, who's name they still didn't know, because she murdered a man in an alley and fatally wounded an officer when he attempted to arrest her. But this wasn't what concerned him. If witnesses were to be believed, it would seem she had two Semblances. The first was used on the man in the alley. According to the witness, she had grabbed his face, causing him to have a seizure before dying, and leaving his eyes completely white. The second was when she seemingly made the police officer's Scroll explode when he attempted to use it, severely scarring his face and almost killing him.

Combined with the fact she spoke like she was referring to multiple people, and Ozpin came to one conclusion. This young woman must have two souls contained in her body. There was no possible link between the two abilities shown, so it was impossible they were both the product of a single Semblance. This was the first time anyone had been gifted with dual Semblances, and he knew he had to have a chat with this woman, one way or another.

Glynda, the one who had given the report to him, stood by his side, also looking concerned. This woman looked to be just barely old enough to be a Beacon graduate, and yet they had absolutely no information on her. A search with her fingerprints gave a match for an unnamed woman in a nearby hospital, but beyond that, there was nothing. No name, no age, no home Kingdom, nothing.

"Should I call Qrow and have him fetch her?" Glynda asked, knowing how incredible someone with two Semblances would be. After thinking for a moment, Ozpin nodded.

"Yes, tell him the situation and that he should make his way here as soon as possible. We need to find her before someone with more malevolent intentions does." Glynda nodded and pulled out her Scroll as Ozpin continued to stare at the picture taken of the mystery woman from security footage. She was walking casually and munching on a burger as if nothing happened, even while Officer Owens was on the floor in agony just inside the establishment.

"Just who are you, young lady?"

And that's all for now, I was able to write a longer chapter than the previous one, so that's a plus.

TheReckless1One: I'd highly recommend playing it, it's so good. I got it through PSNow on PS4, so that was cool to see a good game that I don't already have pop up on there. And it's so cool to be writing the first ever Observation fic, I'll definitely be doing more.

Alby199800: The atmosphere was very good, and I can't even hope to match it with this, but I'll sure as shit try.

Guest: Here you go, good sir!

Well, that's it. I hope you all enjoyed, stay safe, and good night.