Nyarlathotep: And another chapter haveth arrived!

Azeroth: Haveth? Really?

Yes.

Why?

Because.

Because why

Because I like chocolate milk.

...Did you just reference Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends?

...Maybe.

12 years later.

Roman Torchwick entered the warehouse that he, Neopolitan, and Miruby Ranes shared.

The two girls were in the middle of watching a sappy romance movie, the final one of an five part series.

Roman personally hated the series. I mean, seriously, sparkly vampires? Who DOES that?

If Roman was to ever meet a vampire, he'd want one he could at least kill.

The two were sniffing at the final piece of romantic trash before one of the penultimate, and in Roman's opinion, BEST scene.

The part where all the good vampires kill the evil ones, with the help of werewolves.

Unfortunately, it turns out to be a dream.

Roman coughed, sick of the romantic trash.

Near-instantly, a pair of weapons were at his neck.

Neo's umbrella sword, and Miruby's massive scythe/rifle combination.

After a moment, Miruby nodded, and the two brought their weapons down.

Roman eyed Miruby's weapon. "Did you upgrade it again?"

Miruby's eyes widen in mock shock. "You can tell?"

Roman laughed. "I don't remember there being a scythe/rifle that could also transform into a staff."

Miruby grumbled, but said nothing distinct.

She knew Roman was poking fun, a habit that she pretended to dislike.

"Well, it's good you're here anyway." She said, flying to one of the support beams, and sitting on it.

Roman's eyes widened. "You've decided yes?"

Miruby nodded. "I'm honestly shocked I didn't think of it myself. It is both a brilliant, and highly risky move, but the benefits..." She shook her head. "Who knows what information we'll get."

Roman turned to Neopolitan. "You too?"

Neo nodded.

Roman sighed, and put a hand to his temple. "Alright. We'll need transcript papers." He eyed Miruby. "Think you can get some?"

Miruby smirked, and pulled several sheaf's of paper from behind her back.

"When in heck did you have the time to steal those?" Demanded Roman.

Miruby grinned. "I found the location of the home of Signal's headmaster. It was completely unguarded."

Roman sighed. "Foolish hicks. Think just because they're isolated, that means they're invincible."

A thought came to him. He looked at Miruby. "Did you go to that place?"

Miruby's eyes burned.

Roman found himself pinned to the wall by Miruby.

"Never ask that. Ever."

Miruby released Roman, and he slumped to the floor. Neo looked slightly worried.

Miruby took several deep breaths. "Sorry. I didn't-"

"Mean that?" said Roman, massaging his neck. "Yeah, I know."

Miruby put the papers on the coffee table, and said, brusquely, "I'll be back."

Miruby faded into the shadows. The shadow stood there for a moment, then flowed out into the night.

Roman flopped onto the couch, and grabbed the papers.

Filling them out would be easy enough.

Nearly two weeks later.

Miruby stared into the mirror.

She focused her power into her face, and from.

The wings receded, transforming into tattoos on her back.

The horns vanished.

Her talons turned into fingernails, sharper than most.

She looked eerie, like a monster.

Let others think that of her.

Miruby left the bathroom.

Later that day.

Miruby stood at the pickup point for Beacon students, with Neo.

Neo wore a black outfit, her hair in pigtails.

Miruby kept her own name, which no one knows, beyond Roman and Neo, while Neo was going to use the name 'Harley Quinn'.

Roman claimed that he had made it up, and Miruby believed him, but something was still odd about it.

Roman had wanted to see them off, but the fact that he had a very... suffice it to say, interesting, night last night, made that impossible.

He had been hired to rob a Dust store, and it would have succeeded if not for some Huntress woman.

Luckily for Miruby and Neo, the one who had hired Roman, a woman named Cinder Fall, had offered to be backup for this particular assignment.

Miruby had thought about scaring this woman out of her mind.

Then, she figured that she'd give Cinder Fall one last chance.

And if Roman got imprisoned, or, Sargeras forbid, hurt, or even...

Well, she'd kill Cinder.

Slowly. And extremely painfully.

As it was, Roman had gotten made by the Huntress woman, and several police warrants had already been issued for his arrest.

Roman, for his part, had been delighted by the attention.

Neo had considered staying behind, but Roman had promised her that he'd be more careful.

Oh well. The Bullhead was here.

As she boarded, Miruby wondered where 'Sargeras' had come from.

And why that yellow-haired girl seemed familiar.

Halfway though the Bullhead ride, Miruby got some information related to the second question.

The girl had come up, and introduced herself.

"Names Yang Xiao Long. Might I ask yours?"

Miruby wondered why... No. It must be just her.

"My name is Miruby Ranes." She said, curtsying.

"Ruby Ranes?" Asked Yang, her eyes looking hopeful.

"Miruby." repeated Miruby. "Is there a reason you asked?"

Yang looked affronted.

"It was a joke." sighed Miruby, waving her hands. "Sorry, my sense of humor is not normal."

Yang rubbed the back of her head. "It's fine. I just... You sorta look like my mom, and I thought..."

"I might be her?" finished Miruby, genuinely curious.

"No. She's been dead for twelve years." Said Yang flatly.

Miruby paused, deliberating. "I'm sorry." She said, her apology truly meant. "I don't remember mine."

"I'm sorry too." Said Yang. The two were quiet for a moment. "I actually wondered whether you were my sister."

"Sister?"

"She died about the same time as Mom." Shrugged Yang. "Day after the funeral, however, I went to visit, and lo and behold, there's now a massive statue kneeling over it, and my sister's corpse is missing."

"What was their names?" asked Miruby.

"Mom was Summer Rose. Ruby Rose was my sister."

Miruby cocked her head. "Haven't heard of any corpse thieves that leave statues as a calling card. But, if I hear anything, I'll tell you first."

Yang grinned. "You'd think they'd be common knowledge."

Miruby shrugged, noncommittally. "Maybe it was a one time thing."

"Yeah, maybe." Admitted Yang.

Neo coughed.

Yang turned to her, her eyes turning red. "And who are you, miss eavesdropper?"

Miruby sighed. "This is Harley Quinn. She wasn't eavesdropping, she was here the entire time."

Yang turned to Miruby. "She was?"

"She was." Confirmed Miruby, Neo nodding emphatically.

"Sorry." apologized Yang, her eye color turning lilac. She held out her hand to Neo. "Nice to meet you."

Neo nodded and shook. "It's nice for her to meet you too." Said Miruby.

Yang looked between the two. "Does she not talk, or..."

"Her vocal cords were cut soon after birth." Said Miruby. "Her parents had it done so she wouldn't wake them up at night. They were psychos."

Yang's eyes reddened. "Psychos." She agreed. "Whatever happened to them?"

Neo mimed slicing a throat.

Miruby coughed. "Yep, that."

Yang was speechless. "You... killed them?"

"Well, not her." Admitted Miruby. "Some ordinary run-of-the-mill thief robbed them when she was six months old. He found her crying for food, locked in her room. He shot her parents, grabbed Harley, and ran for it." Miruby spread her arms. "And here she is now."

Harley mock-bowed.

"Geez." Sighed Yang. "You guys have had it hard."

"Harder than most." Agreed Miruby. "But it wasn't so bad."

"Whatever happened to the criminal who killed them?" Asked Yang.

Miruby grinned. "Can you keep a secret?"

Yang's eyes narrowed. "Let me guess. You work with him?"

Miruby put a finger to her lips. "Somewhat. His name is-"

Neo grabbed Miruby and Yang, and whirled them to face the monitor screen.

On it was Roman's face. The news was in the middle of describing his crime last night.

Miruby's eyes widened. "Speak of the devil."

Yang turned to Miruby. "How much Lien could I get for the pair of you?"

Miruby's eyes glowed emerald with pride. "None. Our... suffice it to say, influence, has been rather minimal."

"Minimal?" questioned Yang.

Nyarlathotep: Yep. That just happened. Will Yang figure out Miruby's relationship to her?

Azeroth: Will she?

Eventually. Give it some time. Also, I've got a new poll on my account. Should I do a story with one of Gul'dan's Death Knights in Remnant? Vote now!

Like Teron Gorefiend?

No, an OC one.

That makes sense. I have to ask though, how did Ruby change her form?

You mean the horns and stuff disappearing?

Yep.

Simple. It's a natural dreadlord power.

Kinda overpowered.

'Kinda?' It's very overpowered. After all, didn't Balnazzar trick the entire Silver Hand into believing he was one of the original Paladins, Saidan Dathrohan?

True.

As for why Azaria was messing with Ruby's corpse... Remember the story of the Headless Horseman?

Yeah, but why... Oh, hell no.

Yes. Azaria had learned of Balnazzar creating the Horseman, and was attempting to recreate one here on Remnant.

Then, how did she fail?

The Silver Eyes. One of the notable powers I've noted in relation to them is the ability to absorb ambient magical power, and redistribute it in a way that allows the wielder to use it as is willed.

...So, Ruby's silver eyes absorbed the Fel from Azaria, freezing her corpse using the natural abilities within them?

Yep. Miruby can't quite use the power of Ruby's Silver Eyes yet, however, she can use a large amount of Azaria's Fel.

...Sorry, I noticed that it you said Ruby's Silver Eyes, and Azaria's Fel. Are they still alive within Miruby?

Of course they are. The powers that Miruby can use is actually what power Azaria and Ruby can't use to defeat the other without destroying the body the two share.

...Wow.

Yeah, wow. Azaria is actually on the level of Varimathas, in terms of power.

And Ruby?

Considerably less powerful, but is using her power intelligently enough to confound Azaria.

Good to know.