Chapter 4: The Baldy Faction?
The group of four had finally managed to make their way out of the forest without any more hindrances thanks to a certain baldy that they decided to put to good use, and by they, specifically Roman and Neo. After seeing his display of power against the Goliath, they had just let him take the lead. They have had enough fighting in one day; they had to fight against Huntsmen and Huntresses combined, don't forget about the police officers, all alone! Surprisingly, their auras weren't completely exhausted because of the group not even cooperating during the fight!
It was to be expected though. They had only known each other for about a day or two at most. When Neo had retrieved Saitama and Genos during the time the cops went completely berserk and barraged the duo with bullets after the accidental killing of a bird, they hadn't interacted at all for those past several days. Hell, when Roman stepped into the abandoned warehouse that day when they got their asses handed to them, that had been the first interactions they made towards the duo.
If Saitama and Genos were to join them and they formed a team together; they would literally be invincible. Saitama would make up 99.9% of the team's strength. If they didn't know how to fend for themselves, he would've been guaranteed the 100% strength of the group. Neo couldn't help but feel like she was severely underestimating Saitama in terms of his strength by saying that he would make up 99.9% of the group's strength.
Surely, that was an understatement.
He would be their strength. Their trump card.
A.K.A. the guy who would step in when needed since they needed to enjoy a fight every once in a while, too. By they, more specifically Neo. Roman is more of the business-type guy. Genos would be the one who would fight willingly but won't take joy in it. Saitama... would be Saitama.
Shaking her head from the thoughts that she believed that would never happen, Neo glanced over (more like leaped up into the air) Roman's shoulder to see that he was watching the news on his scroll. Looking at Roman's scroll, Neo saw on the screen the picture of the crater formed by Genos when he had smashed his leg onto the ground. It showed construction workers hastily repairing the damage done. It didn't help that it was literally in the middle of the city as well, preventing any land-type transportation from making its way through, thus heavily preventing those who needed to make their way to work or back home.
Then the picture switched from the crater to a close-up picture of Genos and Saitama... and Neo being held up in the air by yours truly. Looking away from the scroll, Neo glanced up at the sky. It was starting to get a bit dark as the shattered moon was visible now. Neo's attention was then directed from the sky to Roman after hearing him address her.
"Neo, disguise."
Looking forwards, Neo could see that they were now nearing civilization, so she followed Roman's order and disguised them all as their usual disguises. A question ran through her head, would people recognize their disguises now? They had entered the restaurant in their disguises before it had disappeared. So it only seemed to reasonable for some people to have seen their disguises before it was broken. Though it wasn't like they were attached to any of their disguises; they've only been using them for about a day now, meaning they could just change at any time.
That aside, upon approaching civilization, the group realized that they were now re-entering Vale.
"So it seems that you only brought us outside of Vale," Roman muttered, "Explains why there were so many Grimm out here."
Neo nodded her head in agreement. Apparently, she herself, didn't know where she brought them. It had been done with the intent to escape from the combined forces. Looking around, Neo could see that many of the buildings were worn down with many of them being occupied by faunus. Actually, now that she thought about it, there were no humans in sight. It appears that they've entered the slums of the Kingdom of Vale.
The group could feel the glares full of hatred burning marks into their backs, but Neo welcomed it as she looked over to a group of glaring faunus and merely flashed them a sadistic smile. The group of faunus immediately backed off, knowing if they started conflict here and now, it could potentially become a massacre by the hands of Neo.
Beside her, Neo heard Roman snort loudly, "Guess these animals finally learned where they truly belong."
Up front, Genos observed his surroundings after hearing Roman's claim. This was the first time he heard the term "faunus" being mentioned after his and Saitama's arrival to this world. With his skilled observation skills, Genos could decipher that the faunus had natural animalistic features, judging by the twitching of their ears and the movements of their tails. Most of them appeared to abhor humans as well. Most likely discrimination, once more, judging by Roman's previous statement. Beside Genos, he could see Saitama pinching his nose.
"It smells," Saitama deadpanned.
After hearing Saitama's statement, both Genos and Neo took in a big whiff of air. To say the least, Genos began coughing madly as he pounded his metal chest with his fist while Neo let out puffs of air every second, her body shaking. Genos looked at Saitama with a look of respect, even though he was still coughing.
"Sensei... such resistance! I... wish... to learn!" Genos wheezed out, behind him, Neo nodded her head in agreement.
Glancing behind him, Genos finally noticed that Neo had also taken in a whiff of air, "Do you... see now... sensei's resistance to stuff?"
Neo nodded her head again.
Meanwhile, in the front where Saitama was, he had stopped walking due to a group of faunus blocking his way. Looking both ways, Saitama could see that the surrounding faunus weren't even bothering to stop this type of situation. They all just stood still and watched, with some of them having looks of pure hatred etched on their faces or just plain fear.
Then one of the faunus stepped forward, he had fox ears sprouting out from the top of his head as his bushy tail whipped around, "What's a pathetic human, nonetheless multiple, doing here?"
"Is someone feeling like an alpha now that they have their fellow wolves of the pack with them?" Roman inquired, stepping ahead of Saitama as he stopped right in front of the faunus' face.
"I'm a fox faunus, dammit!" the fox faunus responded angrily, stamping his foot on the ground.
Roman gripped his cane and aimed it straight at the fox faunus' face, "Now now, don't bark at me."
Roaring out in anger, the fox faunus gripped Roman's cane as he opened his mouth, revealing his ridiculously sharp teeth as he prepared to chomp down on Roman's arm. He was never able to though, due to Roman pulling the trigger, and unleashing an unstable flare point blank towards the fox faunus' face. The result was an explosion that launched the fox faunus back towards his fellow faunus that blocked their way with him.
"Told you not to bark at me," Roman mocked, "Now look at what happened."
One of the faunus stepped forward towards the fox faunus, they checked for a pulse before a fearful look appeared on their face, "His pulse is faint, very weak. He's practically on his deathbed."
"Yeah, that tends to happen when you take an explosive to the face," Roman deadpanned before Saitama came up beside him and karate chopped him into the ground, knocking him unconscious instantly and forming a large crater.
"No," Saitama stated simply as he flopped Roman's unconscious figure over his shoulder. Behind him, Neo was just staring at Roman's unconscious body with a blank look on her face while Genos showed a look of annoyance at Roman's actions, because one: his disguise came off; two: which also made Saitama's come off as well; three: he didn't exactly approve of the brutality Roman displayed. It reminded him too much of what happened in his past.
Finally, four: every faunus in the area went bat-shit crazy at seeing Saitama and Roman's disguises disappear.
Luckily, Neo had enough time to plan where to take them before the faunus realized they could just call the authorities. Genos swore he saw someone take a picture of them with flash on, but before he could chase down that person, the sound of shattering glass was heard and the group disappeared in front of every faunus in the area.
The sound of shattering glass resounded in their hotel room as the group of four appeared in the middle of the room. Saitama immediately walked over to one of the beds - Neo's bed more specifically - as he plopped Roman down on it. Then he took Roman's cane and stuffed it into the fridge in a nonchalant manner whilst behind him, Neo stared at him with a look that asked if he was stupid as he walked away from the fridge to go to the bathroom.
Genos, on the other hand, walked over to the fridge to get a snack. Only to see that the ends of Roman's cane were popping out of it, because apparently, Roman's cane was too big to fit in the fridge. He ignored it though as he grabbed his desired snack - Neo's leftover ice cream - and began dining on it in front of Neo's face. It was like he was mocking her intentionally, but in reality, he really wasn't.
"Do you have something on your mind?" Genos asked, still eating Neo's ice cream right in her face.
Neo just smirked as she slapped Genos' ice cream right out of his hand, thus causing it to spill onto his face. To say the least, Neo began to laugh at the look on Genos' face as his disguise dispersed.
Genos stared at Neo for several seconds before he went over to the sink in the kitchen and washed his face. Behind him, he heard the squeaking of the bathroom door, meaning that Saitama had finished up his business in the bathroom. Turning around, Genos got a glimpse of Saitama slumping towards his bed while he wiped his face with a towel. He was pretty confident he heard Saitama mutter something about not eating breakfast yet underneath his breath.
Speaking of breakfast... everyone's stomachs growled at that exact moment... yes, even Roman's. His stomach growled when he was unconscious, to say the least, it sounded like a natural talent.
"Dammit... I need food!" Saitama wailed, clutching his stomach.
Genos clutched his own stomach, "Sensei! I shall join you in your suffering to increase my resistance!"
Meanwhile, Neo walked over to Roman's unconscious figure as she poked his arm, a thought popped up in her head as her disguise dispersed itself upon contact with Roman. Grabbing her umbrella, she unsheathed the blade of it and began poking Roman's arm; she watched as blood dripped from his arm and onto her blanket. Great, she ruined her blanket to only obtain the information that Roman's aura had been drained. In a quick fashion, Neo went to the kitchen to get a towel in order to wipe the blood off of her blanket, and to clean Roman's arm. Still, he must have been knocked out cold if he didn't react to her poking him with her blade. It proved that Saitama's karate chop held a lot of power behind it besides from the flashy crater he made.
Yanking her blanket away from Roman, Neo quickly wiped off the blood so it didn't stain permanently; she did the same with Roman, excluding the staining part. Throwing her blanket off to the side somewhere in the room, Neo walked over to Saitama's bed - since Roman pretty much took up all the room - and flopped down on it beside a slumping Saitama. She poked Saitama in the shoulder, but didn't gain his attention. She poked harder, but still didn't obtain a reaction from him. So she just decided to stab him with the blade of her umbrella... oh how that was a bad idea. Saitama just merely spun around and bit off her blade in the blink of an eye.
Neo stared at him with wide-eyes. Her blade...
"Metal tastes bad," Saitama deadpanned as he spat out, what used to be Neo's blade, onto the carpet.
Neo knelt down beside the remains of her blade as she slowly picked them up. They were all covered in saliva, but she didn't care. Saitama had... he had... destroyed her precious weapon! By... BY FUCKING BITING IT?!
Beside her, she heard Saitama mutter something under his breath, "What's up with these weird feelings of déjà vu I've been getting lately?"
Upon hearing that, Neo chucked a piece of her sword at Saitama, who merely caught it in between his fingers and snapped it in two.
"Ah, oops."
Neo just flopped back down onto Saitama's bed with a blank look on her face as Roman began to regain consciousness. The noise of static resounded throughout the room. Everyone looked in Roman's direction to see that his scroll was vibrating in his pocket; he extended his arm and reached towards his pocket to take out his scroll. Putting it up against his ear, they heard someone talking but couldn't decipher who. Maybe it was that Abitch person again?
Roman stood up whilst stuffing his scroll back into his pocket, but he collapsed down onto his knee, muttering under his breath, "God damn baldy... my knee is all wonky because of you... an arrow in the knee would've been better than this..."
Slowly standing back up, he limped his way over to the fridge and yanked his cane out of it. Roman then began to limp his way over to the door; only to be stopped by Genos.
"Where are you going? Especially in that state?" Genos inquired, his eyes narrowing.
"Business calls."
"What kind of business?"
Roman smirked, "Dust."
There it was again. That term. Dust.
"Just what is this Dust? It sounded irrelevant so I questioned what he needed it for... but to think they ship it. Is it truly something big?" Genos thought.
"You look confused," pointed out Roman.
Genos glared at him, "I am not."
"Oh, stop with the lies. Anyone could tell that you're confused judging by the look on your face. Say, since you guys really want to keep watch over us... how about you come and look for yourselves? Think of it as a... criminal bonding time."
Genos' glare intensified at the mention of a criminal bonding time. They were heroes! Though, he couldn't help but reconsider the offer... if he accepted, that meant more information on this world and this "Dust," but if he declined, then that meant letting Roman go whatever he wants to do without supervision and not being able to gather more information on this world and its "Dust."
He didn't even need to reconsider asking Saitama, since he was extremely positive he was going to say the same thing, "Okay. We'll go along with you."
Roman's smirk widened, "Good. Come! Neo, Baldy!"
"Huh? What?" a confused Saitama questioned in the background as he wiggled his finger in his ear. Beside him, was Neo who was clutching her stomach while mouthing something about food. It was at that moment Roman felt his stomach growl.
"Yeah, let's get some breakfast first... or brunch? Brinner?" Genos asked, confused whether if the word "brinner" existed since it was basically dinnertime but they haven't even eaten breakfast yet.
Roman just nodded his head in agreement.
Meanwhile at Beacon Academy...
"Cardin Winchester, Russel Thrush, Dove Bronzewing, Sky Lark. The four of you retrieved the black bishop pieces, and as of today, you will be known as Team CRDL. Lead by Cardin Winchester," Ozpin announced.
Four male teenagers walked off of the stage as Lie Ren, a male teenager who had black hair with a streak of magenta in it, and the polar opposite of Nora Valkyrie, walked on stage with Jaune, Nora, and Pyrrha Nikos. They stood side by side on the stage, awaiting for Ozpin to announce the leader of their team.
"Jaune Arc, Nora Valkyrie, Lie Ren, Pyrrha Nikos. The four of you retrieved the white rook pieces. From this day forward, you will be known as Team JNPR. Lead by... Jaune Arc."
Jaune's face said it all that he wasn't expecting him to be the leader. He was maybe expecting Pyrrha, Ren... hell, even Nora to be leader! He was already clumsy enough, the fact was proven even more true when Pyrrha lightly jabbed him in the shoulder, knocking him down onto the ground as she smiled down at him.
"I-I'm leader...?" Jaune questioned himself, standing up, as he and his newly formed team walked off the stage, and passed by Ruby's team, who were heading up to the stage next.
Sitting back down in their seats, Jaune watched Ruby, Weiss, Blake, and Yang step up onto the stage as their faces appeared on the large monitor above them. Ozpin stared at them for a few seconds before getting started on announcing the leader of their team.
"Ruby Rose, Weiss Schnee, Blake Belladonna, Yang Xiao Long. The four of you retrieved the white knight pieces. From this day forward, you will be known as Team RWBY. Lead by, Ruby Rose."
"What?" Ruby asked in disbelief, thinking she heard him mispronounce one of their names as Yang ran up to her and pulled her into a hug. Weiss, on the other hand, was shocked on the inside at the choice Ozpin made of making Ruby the leader of Team RWBY.
"This year... is going to be an interesting one," Ozpin murmured to himself as the newly formed, Team RWBY, walked off the stage and left the area with the other students, "Now, about those criminals..."
Stepping off the stage, Ozpin walked outside and spared a glance at the shattered moon as he went on his way back to his office.
Team RWBY walked in the halls with Team JNPR.
Currently, the two teams were heading to their newly assigned rooms. It just happened to be a coincidence that JNPR's room was straight across the hall from theirs. They entered their own respective rooms, exhausted from the long day they've had. They were launched in the air by a headmaster, who is always seen with a mug of coffee in his hand, into a forest infested with Grimm. Next, they had to run through the forest to obtain chess pieces, that so happened to determine their team members. Then, after they did, they had to fight a damn Deathstalker and Nevermore at the same time! Lastly, it took every single member of JNPR and RWBY to kill both of them.
A tiring day indeed.
Weiss flopped down onto her bed while everyone else copied her actions.
Ruby slammed her face into her pillow, "Mmmmphmpph?"
"Excuse me?" Weiss asked.
Tilting her head, Ruby stared at Weiss, "I asked if everyone has their schedules."
"Of course we do. How else do you think we're gonna know what classes we have?" Weiss retorted. If she were standing up right now, her pose would've been both of her hands on her hip as she leaned forwards to get in said person's face.
"Jeez, Weiss. No need to be such a Weiss queen," Yang said with a smirk.
Ruby groaned, "Yang... no!"
"What? I thought it was pretty... cool."
"Your puns are pathetic," Weiss stated, glowering in Yang's direction.
"Aw? Is someone getting a bit biled up?"
"Yang! That makes no sense!" Ruby complained, flailing her arms.
Yang smirked at her little sister, "I thought it made sense. You know, bile and rile..."
"Stop. Just stop," Blake cut in, holding a book in her hand.
Yang just smiled, "Too good for you, partner?"
Blake merely rolled her eyes and went back to reading her book. Yang just chuckled, "I'll take that as a yes."
It was then that only a minute had passed before Yang sat up from her bed - bored out of her mind - and began pacing around the room. She pulled the curtains apart, letting the moonlight illuminate their room. Until someone flicked on the lights. She glanced behind her to see that Ruby was standing up now instead of burying her face into her pillow. Smiling at her sister, she walked over to her and wrapped an arm around her.
"Good job, little sis. You're our leader now," Yang praised.
Ruby just moved Yang's arm away, "Y-Yeah... I guess?"
Yang merely gave her another smile before walking back towards the window. Looking out the window, she saw a familiar figure traverse the academy's grounds. Squinting her eyes to get a better look, she soon realized it was Ozpin.
"Hey, isn't that Professor Ozpin?" Yang asked.
Her team, getting curious as to why she questioned that, walked over to the window and looked out of it. Sure enough, there was the figure of Ozpin walking towards somewhere. As usual, he had his mug of coffee in his hand. Team RWBY almost stepped back when he looked in their direction and gave a nod before he took a sip of his coffee and walked away.
"Did he just nod at us?" Blake asked.
"I think he just did," the rest of Team RWBY answered in unison.
Ozpin looked over towards Team RWBY, giving them a nod as he sipped his coffee. He walked a bit more further before stepping into an elevator that lead him into his office. Stepping out of the elevator, Ozpin walked over to his desk and sat down in his chair. Turning his chair around to look outside, he watched some students wander around campus before they found where they needed to be.
He took a sip of his coffee while pulling out his scroll. Pulling up a video that he had just received from his... informant. The video showed a certain criminal group in the slums where a group of faunus were blocking their path in the front whilst surrounding faunus just watched what was going to unfold. His eyes narrowed, why would his informant send him a video of people that were clearly not the criminals he was wishing to gain information on. Unless.. it was a...
"Disguise?" Ozpin muttered.
"Is someone feeling like an alpha now that they have their fellow wolves of the pack with them?"
"I'm a fox faunus, dammit!"
Ozpin watched as Roman pointed a cane at the faunus' face, "A cane? One criminal comes to mind... Roman Torchwick."
He watched the entire situation unfold. His eyes widened slightly when he saw Saitama step up beside Roman and karate chop him in the neck, forming a large crater in the process.
"He is... more dangerous than I anticipated," murmured Ozpin, taking another of his coffee. It was at that moment when the video ended with a flash.
Baldy-kun and friends...
Roman treated the group to dinner - or "brinner" is what Genos is now calling it - at a restaurant that was not "Achievement Diners" since they now believed that the restaurant was a bad place for them to go, because the first time Saitama and Genos went there, they pulled a dine and dash and in the process gained their criminal status. The second time, it ended up with them being attacked by dozens of Huntsmen, Huntresses, and police officers. The third time... they don't even wanna go back there to find out what was going to happen the third time. So they just got food from some random bar in Vale.
Surprisingly, Roman knew the person there, and surprisingly, bars sell food?
Sitting at the bar, Roman smirked at an annoyed Junior, "Your henchmen were worth every cent, truly they were."
"Say that to their faces then," Junior replied as he cleaned a cup to the point where it became squeaky clean, "So, who're these two new guys?"
Junior pointed at Saitama and Genos, who were both dining on the delectable meal. Saitama sat on the left side of Roman while Genos was on his right side. At the mention of them, Saitama burped loudly as he patted his stomach in satisfaction whilst wiping his mouth at the same time. Genos, on the other hand, took a bite of his steak and muttered something about Saitama being as powerful as always underneath his breath.
"This here is baldy, and this is cyborg," Roman answered, taking out a cigar, "Mind if I light a cigar?"
"Just this one time, my place is in shambles right now as you can see. So it's okay to smoke, for now at least," Junior answered, pointing out at the ruined state of his club.
"Oh, how could I not notice? That's the reason why I politely asked," Roman retorted, lighting his cigar.
Putting the cup down, Junior crossed his arms as his eyes narrowed, "Now, regarding these two, the only thing you answered back with was their most defining features. I want names. Names, Roman."
Roman stared up at him, before inhaling and exhaling out smoke with a sigh, "It really pains me to say their names, you understand that, right bud?"
Junior gulped, taking a step back, "Of course I do."
"Good," standing up, Roman grabbed his cane, "Come on, cyborg. Finish up your meal, business can't wait forever."
Genos glared at him, "Wait."
Meanwhile, Neo was just wandering around the club. She found a lot of butt-shaped holes in the walls, which was kinda weird and funny at the same time... but mostly funny. She stepped over pieces of wood that were either charred or sharp enough to stab through a person while at the same time she picked up shotgun shells. Staring at the shotgun shells with a questioning look on her face, she walked over to where Junior was and handed him the shotgun shells.
Once she did, she saw how Junior noticeably paled a bit at seeing the shells. Like he was reminded of some sort of traumatic memory. Poking him with her finger, she looked up at him with a questioning look on her face. Junior just sighed and nodded his head sideways. If he didn't want to talk about it, then something traumatic must have happened to him. So, poking him with her - now normal - umbrella, Neo began to pester Junior to the point where she was practically waiting for him to break and tell her everything.
She poked him in a lot of places on his body, until she poked him right in the genitals.
That's when she noticed something was up.
Junior's face paled as he grunted in pain, clutching his lower region.
"What happened to him?" Genos questioned, swallowing another piece of steak as he had just watched everything unfold.
Neo just shrugged, before poking him in the genitals again, making him scream in pain this time and glare up at her.
She merely gave Junior a sadistic smile.
Limping over while using his cane as a support for himself, Roman saw Junior clutching his lower region. A questioning look appeared on his face at the strange sight, "Okay, what happened now?"
Genos and Neo both shrugged at the same time. Roman sighed whilst staring at Junior.
"Junior, do tell me why you're clutching your lower regions like they're about to fall off."
"Because they actually are about to!" Junior grunted out in pain.
Roman just continued staring at Junior for several minutes until Genos shoved his plate forwards, revealing it to be spotless. Averting his attention away from Junior, Roman spared a glance at Genos and Saitama before focusing his attention on Neo, a smirk plastered on his face. Turning his back to her, Roman limped his way over to the exit with everyone else following on behind him.
He was about to exit the club until Junior asked a question that made Roman freeze in his tracks, "Wait! What happened to you, Roman?"
Roman grit his teeth, "A certain baldy happened."
Then he exited the club with the rest following on behind him.
After exiting the club, their disguises were immediately put up by Neo as they traversed the streets. They passed by several men who were garbed in black suits, and also appeared to have been heading in the direction of Junior's club. The group could clearly see that they were carrying supplies over to fix the place.
Exhaling smoke, Roman beckoned the group to follow his lead. He took several turns - which some of them took them into multiple alleyways - and stopped at some places to not garner any suspicion from other people or officers passing by. Eventually, they came to a stop in front of a warehouse. Genos began wondering about what it was with Roman and warehouses. Roman checked their surroundings just in case someone managed to sneak up on them.
Once he did, he entered the warehouse with the rest following on behind him. After Roman confirmed that they all entered the warehouse, he silently closed the doors, and gestured for Neo to take off their disguises. The only light in the warehouse was the moonlight shining through the large windows. Inside the warehouse were rows and rows of empty shelves. Limping passed the shelves, Roman approached the end of the warehouse. In front of him was a map with locations that were crossed off and marked for doing operations at. Taking out his scroll from his pocket, Roman placed it down on the table in front of him.
Saitama began picking his nose - clearly bored - and flung a booger in Neo's direction without even realizing she was there since she was so small. Neo, on the other hand, had already experienced the feeling of a booger hitting her in the cheek, so she quickly ducked down as Saitama's booger latched itself onto Genos' leg.
Neo began laughing silently at the booger stuck on Genos' leg, which he clearly didn't realize was on there. Now she wasn't the only victim!
Neo's silent laughing soon stopped as a masked man walked past them while rolling a cart with a large case on it. Genos watched the man with a look of curiosity, Roman did mention about his business involving Dust. The man then stopped rolling the cart when he was behind Roman. He pulled out a stack of Lien and placed it down in front of Roman, who merely exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Open it," ordered Roman.
The man obeyed and opened up the case. Inside was a large amount of Dust crystals that varied from blue, green, orange, red, and white. Roman grabbed the stack of Lien as he turned around and picked up a blue Dust crystal. He fiddled around with it for a bit, before inhaling and exhaling smoke. Ashing his cigar, he tossed it down onto the ground and crushed it with his cane.
"We're going to need more men," he declared, placing the Dust crystal back in and closing the case.
The man nodded his head and walked away until he was out of sight. Seeing that he was gone, Roman glanced over to Genos before rolling the cart over to him, "Here, this is to sate your curiosity."
Genos stopped the rolling cart with his foot as he grabbed the case and opened it up. Taking out one of the crystals, he examined it.
"So this is Dust... this... this is much different than I expected. I was expecting the type of dust that gathers on stuff after a long time of not being used. To think this crystal is called Dust... it makes no sense," Genos thought, annoyed as he crushed the Dust crystal in his hand without realizing it.
"Oh, for fuck's sake!" Roman yelled, taking cover along with Neo.
The result was an explosion of all different elements of Dust.
Genos stood there, his metal body charred black and his hair blown back while his hand tried grasping the crystal, only to discover that it no longer existed. Meanwhile, Saitama just stood there, all of his clothes incinerated, thus leaving him in his birthday suit. Roman and Neo peeked out from their cover, the first person they laid eyes on was Saitama... and they couldn't pry their eyes away. Neo was staring at Saitama's... lower regions... the same went for Roman.
Genos turned around to face Saitama as he too looked down...
"Sensei! As strong as always!"
"Oh, shut the fuck up, cyborg!"
That's when the man from earlier decided to come back, "Boss, she said we could use the members of the White Fang for more manpower."
Roman coughed lightly as he spared the man a glance. Taking out another cigar, he lit it, "So she's letting us put those animals to good use?"
The man nodded his head in response.
"I hope they're well trained. For my use at least... that bitch can get her own subordinates."
"We haven't negotiated with them yet, so she says you might have to force them to submit."
Roman scoffed, "Well, that should be easy. Tell me, are there any White Fang branches established near here?"
"Yes, there's one west of here."
Roman smirked, "Perfect."
Roman then began limping his way towards the exit of the warehouse, not before taking his scroll, leaving behind a confused Saitama, and a dumbfounded Genos whom perked up at the mention of the White Fang. It appears that most of the things Genos was curious about or overheard in this world are slowly getting answered one by one. With a look of determination appearing on his face, he chased after Roman.
"Sensei, I'll be going on ahead."
"Huh, what? Where'd Genos go?" Saitama asked as he clearly didn't listen to Genos' statement not even a second ago.
Feeling Neo poke his leg, Saitama looked down and saw her smiling up at him. She pointed in the direction where they came from; looking in that direction, Saitama saw the retreating figures of Genos and Roman.
"Oh, okay."
He then began to follow their retreating figures with Neo walking beside him.
Roman and Genos stepped outside of the warehouse. Genos began to lean against the wall of the warehouse, waiting for Saitama and Neo to arrive. Roman, on the other hand, was just standing there puffing out smoke every once in a while as he stared up at the sky. Then after several minutes of waiting, they heard the creaking sound of a door. Turning around, they came face to face with Saitama (who was still naked) and Neo.
After seeing them, Roman started to move again, but this time at a faster pace. He needed more men as soon as possible because she apparently cannot wait forever. Roman couldn't help but let an evil smirk make its way onto his face. He had a plan, a genius one at that too. Once it's put into action, that bitch wouldn't know what hit her. What she's going to go against is something that even she cannot stop. She thinks she can order him around? Preposterous! He may have been working with them under the belief that they were unstoppable... but he figured it out that it wasn't true. Thanks to that, though, he managed to find a truly unstoppable force!
Glancing behind him, he could see that the others were easily following his pace. Well, he was limping after all, so it only made sense they were able to. Clicking his tongue, he took a turn since it was a shortcut. He then stopped limping at his fast pace and just resorted to limping at his normal pace. If he kept going on any longer at that pace, he swore his aura wouldn't be able to heal it any time faster.
Also, this shortcut was just a vehicle.
Taking out the keys to the vehicle out of his pocket, Roman unlocked the car and stepped into the driver's seat. He watched as the others stepped into the vehicle... and how Saitama accidentally tore off the vehicle's door when opening it. Roman just sighed at the sight.
"Just... toss that away."
"Okay."
Saitama then tossed the door away, launching it several miles into the air as it landed in a river in the distance. Roman just gave Saitama a quick glance before starting up the vehicle. Smashing his foot on the pedal, Roman saw in the mirror, Genos get thrown forwards against the seat in front of him.
"That's why you buckle up, kids!" Roman yelled as he took a quick left... it was actually more of a drift than a quick turn.
Roman swore he heard Genos mutter something under his breath as he heard a clicking sound come from behind him. It seemed that Genos actually listened to Roman's statement and buckled up. Roman then took another quick turn, and thus they were now on the streets of Vale. The reason why they were now driving on the streets of Vale was because Roman had taken a quick glance at the time in the vehicle, and determined that hardly anybody would be out at this time.
The time was 11:45 PM.
Going the highest speed possible in the vehicle, Roman whipped out his scroll and dialed up someone's number. The person on the other line picked up instantly.
"Yes, Boss?"
"The White Fang's branch is established outside of Vale, correct?"
"Yes, Boss."
Roman hung up immediately after hearing his subordinate's answer as he made a turn which lead them outside of Vale. Immediately after they exited Vale, Roman had flattened a Beowolf - who leaped out of the bushes because it had found its prey - with his vehicle. He whistled loudly.
"Whoops!"
Roman kept on speeding forwards, running over some Grimm every once in a while, and as soon as he felt they were getting closer and closer to their destination, he turned off the headlights of his vehicle. The inside of the vehicle was now pitch black as the only light the group could see was the moonlight. Genos just stared curiously.
"This... White Fang... they have branches established?" Genos inquired.
"Yes, and what? Don't tell me you haven't even heard of the White Fang, either?"
Genos shook his head sideways as he glared at Roman, "No."
Roman inhaled and exhaled smoke from his cigar, "The White Fang is a group of animals that believe they should be treated equally. They do so by instilling fear into humans."
"That's all?"
"Of course not. Read past articles about them, you damn cyborg."
Genos continued glaring at Roman for several more minutes before letting out a sigh. Folding his arms, he looked out the window at the exact moment Roman had ran over another Grimm, so the only thing he saw was the Grimm's arm and upper half of its body as the vehicle went forwards. He continued staring out the window for several more minutes until he heard Roman speak again.
"Destination spotted."
Then the vehicle came to a stop in front of a large building. It had outstanding features, with one of them being the logo of the White Fang embedded on the front of the building. Roman stepped out of the vehicle and waited for the others to come out as well. Once they came out, Roman began walking towards the entrance of the White Fang's building.
"Come on."
The others followed on behind him. Slowly, they approached the entrance of the building. Saitama went up to the door and was about to knock until Roman smashed the door with his cane, causing it to fall down onto the ground and leaving a mid-action Saitama standing there. The members of the White Fang in the building immediately perked up.
"Humans?!"
"Why is that one naked?!"
"Quick! Someone get Adam and tell him Roman Torchwick is here!"
"Don't forget about those guys, too! They're known criminals as well!"
Roman then shot an unstable flare at one of the members of the White Fang, hitting him straight in the face. As expected, an explosion occurred and the White Fang member was launched back and into a wall. His mask blown to pieces.
Roman smirked, it was time to get his plan on the road, "Listen here, you animals! The Baldy Faction is here to take over!"
Saitama picked his nose, "What?"
M-City...
King powered down his computer after choosing the path he felt that was best in the latest dating game he bought, and let's not forget that he had also saved his progress. It had been almost a week since the news reported that S-Class hero Demon Cyborg - also known as Genos - went missing. Along with the B-Class hero, Caped Baldy, or Saitama. It didn't help the fact that the Hero Association had tried calling him to report for duty more frequently. He may be skilled in bluffing, but he sure as hell felt that it was going to come back and bite him in the ass someday.
He went through a lot of misunderstandings to receive the position of S-Class hero. It was all due to Saitama as well, he had always arrived at the perfect time to take care of the threat. People never noticed him though, they had all just assumed it was King who took down the opposing monsters who would pop up every once in a while; since after all, they were always the one to approach him. Which made him frightened to the point where his heart beat sounded like a rumbling sound, making people and enemies alike to believe that he was starting to get serious.
That aside, King let out a sigh as he glanced at the clock perched up on his wall.
3:05 AM.
He glanced at his fridge, debating whether if he should get a snack at this time, "I have some cookies I could possibly snack on..."
He let out a yawn, deciding to go against it. The sugar in the cookies would probably make him stay awake even longer than he is now. Sitting up, King stretched his arms as he heard the satisfying "crack" and let out a loud sigh of relief. He let out another yawn as he walked towards his bedroom and opened up the door.
Closing it behind him, he crawled into his bed and pulled the blanket over himself.
Closing his eyes, he couldn't help but let a thought pass through his head before falling asleep.
"I wonder what happened to Saitama and Genos?"
IMPORTANT UPDATE: I won't be able to update for a week or two since I will be heading on a trip to California for a week, and then when I come back, there is a possibility that I will have to go somewhere else as well for another week.
A/N: Done! It appears that Roman has betrayed "Abitch" and is going to start a new faction! What will Ozpin do now that he has seen Saitama's strength? What will happen to the balance of powers? I appreciate the feedback on last chapter's pacing!
I'm also quite surprised at how fast this story gained 100 followers. I was literally on my phone at that exact moment when the notification popped up for my 100th follow. Congratulations, PalmaTree!
Did anyone notice a certain reference from a certain game in the chapter?
Oh yeah, I've always wanted to mention something about crossovers with RWBY... has anyone realized that a lot of them always end up nerfing that crossover character's power, or at least restricting it? (Looking at you, Bleach.) Then when it's not restricted, they always have a harem? Then there's always the cliché 5-man team, or the 1-man team that acts as a reserve member for every team. I've noticed a crap ton of clichés that I'm starting to get sick and tired of. What about you guys?