Fair warning, this is a long one.
"It is within the realm of possibilities, that I may, have made something akin to, a mistake." Crue thought as he stared at the sight before him, which while attractive, was also rather terrifying.
Neopolitan had her arms outstretched over Crue, her multi-coloured hair falling over her shoulders as she lay on his chest, breathing softly. "If I wake her up, she might kill me. If I try to sneak out, but she sees me doing that, she might kill me. By God am I fucked."
As if sensing her 'prey' leaving, Neo shifted in the bed, head rising and eyes opening blearily. "Morning." Crue said, meeting her eyes. Neo's pink and brown eyes widened in fear momentarily, before recalling her actions the previous night.
She sighed in relief before replying. "Morn-" The statement was cut off by an adorable yawn, which surprised Crue. "Morning."
"For a sadist, you are fucking adorable." Crue stated with such conviction that it caused Neo to giggle, only furthering Crue's opinion.
"Sadist? Really?" Neo said with a coy smile.
"Don't even try to fucking deny it." Crue retorted back, a smile on his face too. Neo sat up, the blanket cascading off of her and exposing her to the world. And to Crue.
Crue's eyes widened slightly at the sight of Neo's breasts, forgetting that they had both gone to sleep nude. "Oh!" Neo said suddenly, before a grin came on her face. "Looks like someone's ready for round two."
Crue felt his length poking against Neo's soft rear, and was extremely tempted to take that offer. However, with a sigh he denied. "As much as I would absolutely love to make you scream again…" Crue said, brushing his hands lightly across Neo's toned stomach, causing her to blush lightly.
"I need to get back to my friends. They're probably worried sick or something." On cue, Crue's scroll started vibrating within its confines of his trousers, which were currently on the floor. Crue's eyes glanced from the trousers to back at Neo.
Neo sighed and pouted, before nodding and getting up off of Crue. "Fine. But if we ever meet again, you better be ready for another round." She winked at Crue and sauntered off through a different door. A short while later, the sound of running water could be heard.
Crue took the opportunity to get dressed, pulling on his underwear and trousers before picking up the scroll and answering. "Hello?" He asked as he pressed the scroll against his ear.
"Crue?" Came the confused voice of Jaune.
"Jaune?" Came Crue's equally confused voice.
"Where are you?" Jaune asked.
"I'm in Vale." Crue responded.
"No, I mean, on the screen. I can't see you." Jaune clarified. Crue held the scroll out in front of him, seeing Jaune's face on it. "That's better. What happened yesterday?"
"Uhh." Crue drawled out, looking around the room he currently resided in. "Could we maybe talk about this in person? Just you? Are you able to come into Vale?"
"Yeah. Classes start late today anyway." Jaune shrugged. "I'll meet you near the Bullhead docks alright?"
"Yeah, see you then." Crue said as he hung up the scroll.
"So that's your name." A voice behind Crue said. Crue turned around and instantly felt blood rush to two places. Before him stood Neo, a towel draped over her body, not at all doing its job of covering her up.
But what she said struck Crue. "Did we seriously do all of that last night, without knowing each other's names?" Crue asked with a blank face. Of course, he knew her name. But if she knew that, he would probably not be as alive as he currently is at the moment.
"I guess so." Neo smirked, but Crue could sense a sad motive behind the smile, as if this was unsurprising to her.
"Well, I'm gonna blame the heat of the moment for that." Crue said, turning around to face her. "I'm Crue." He smiled at her.
Neo looked surprised, before her expression softened. "Neo." She smiled back, then tossed Crue's shirt at him with a giggle. Crue caught it and put it on, noticing how it hid the accidental hickey that Neo had given him.
Neo smirked, noticing her little gift being hidden. Once Crue had gotten dressed completely, he turned to Neo to find her also dressed. Crue had a feeling that she had used her disguising semblance rather than actually bothering to get dressed.
"You know, I don't actually know how you brought me here. Which, while it should be concerning, I'm just hoping you'll just do the same thing as before." Crue looked at Neo, as she smiled and walked over to him.
She put a hand on his neck and pulled down, bringing him into a kiss, before flipping Crue backwards. "Gah!" Crue let out a cry of pain as he hit solid concrete. He looked up, finding himself in the same alleyway as the night before.
"Wait, is this the same one?" Crue's eyes fell on splotches of blood that more or less covered half of the alley. "Yeah, it's the same one. Now, where are my shades?" He looked around briefly, before feeling something fall into his lap.
Crue looked at the offending object, and saw himself staring back. He smiled as he picked up the glasses and turned his gaze upwards. He saw Neo peering over the edge of a roof, waving down at him with a strange smile.
He waved back and stood up, putting on his glasses. He dusted himself off, glancing back up once more to check if Neo had gone. When he saw nothing, his eyes fell on the sight before him. The gruesome reminder of what happened the previous night. Before the not so gruesome event anyway.
Crue stared at his hands, the blood long gone, and clenched them tightly. "What… Did I do?" He muttered as he passed by the stains. His gaze fell on the bloodied pipe, memories spilling forth of his actions with it.
"Jesus Christ. I was never, that bad. I mean, I broke a few bones, but never…" He shook his head and walked away from the scene, trying to leave his memories behind.
Unfortunately, they followed as he made his way back towards the Bullhead docks. "Why did I lose control?" He stopped and stared in the window of a shop, the reflection reminding him of where he was. "Right. Being forcibly sent to another dimension, where there are creatures that could kill you with a flick of their wrist, and humans just as dangerous."
Crue frowned and turned away from the shop. "That'd make anyone crazy. But, FUCK!" He punched a random wall, not feeling any pain due to his aura cushioning the blow, but grabbing the attention of some on lookers.
He removed his fist from the similarly shaped hole in the wall, and continued walking. "I'm not going to go insane, just for YOUR FUCKING STORY!" He refrained from hitting another wall, instead digging his nails into his palms.
"YOU WANT ME TO HURT PEOPLE! FINE! AS LONG AS THEY'RE THE BAD GUYS! I'M NEVER GOING TO HURT SOMEONE I CARE ABOUT! AND I WON'T KILL ANYONE!" Crue glared in another window as he stared at himself. His eyes travelled upwards to see his ears. They twitched once, and something inside of Crue sparked.
"At least… Not as Crue Cullen." He realised that the shop he was glaring into was a clothing store. He didn't bother to read the name as he entered, and planned for a new alias.
A short while later, Crue exited the shop after paying the elderly shopkeep. In his hand he held two bags. One, a set of clothes for his mission tonight, where he knew the end result would be team RWBY fighting against Roman, and Neo.
In the other, a decision. "This, is just a precaution." He promised himself as he gripped both bags in his hand. "If everything goes well, I'll hopefully never even half to use this."
Crue laughed scornfully, causing a few odd glances his way. "Yeah, right. As if anything involving me would go right. Fuck. I have the helmet too don't I." Crue groaned as he brought a hand to his face. "You planned this from the start, you fuck. Of course you did. Who just writes a story without having it thought out."
Crue stopped outside the Bullhead docks, and sat down on a bench. He contemplated his actions earlier, and tried to think of some way he could possibly use this to his advantage. "I don't think fucking Neo will have helped me in anyway. If anything it just made this more difficult."
He sighed and slunk into the bench. "This is all fucking Cinder's fault anyway. And yours. Fuck it! I'm blaming Salem too!" Crue growled into his hands as he tried to think of a way to make this work.
His thoughts were interrupted by a blur shooting out from the docks, and hunching over a trash can. "Five guesses who that is." Crue sighed mentally as he heard the retching sounds coming from the blonde getting reacquainted with his lunch.
"How's your lunch taste?" Crue called over.
"Like barf." Came Jaune's response. The blonde in question shot back up immediately, realising who it was that called out to him. "Crue! Where the hell have you been!?"
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about. You're here alone right?" Crue asked.
"'Course. No one followed me. No one would want to follow me onto a Bullhead. Motion sickness comes in handy for once." Jaune let out a sad laugh, and sat down next to Crue. "So, what's up?"
Crue sighed and leaned back into the bench. "Well, two things happened last night. Both on opposite ends of the spectrum as to how good they are." Crue stated, Jaune nodding patiently and waiting for him to continue.
"I'm afraid, that my psyche may not be as intact as I would like it to be." Jaune's eyes widened, but he said nothing. "I was looking for some armour, and the owner of the shop I went into, was not the nicest of persons."
"He was a racist?" Jaune said instantly. Crue nodded grimly. "What did you do?"
Crue sighed once more and continued. "Threatened him. But I didn't actually hurt him. Just made him piss himself." Jaune chuckled slightly, the action causing Crue to do the same. "But, after that, something worse happened."
"Bunch o' thugs, harassing a girl, warned them to back off, one of them threw a rock at my head. Can't remember much properly after that. But there was a lot of blood." Crue's solemn voice reached Jaune's ears, and caused him to put a hand on his shoulder.
"Well, you said they were harassing a girl right?" Jaune asked, and continued on as Crue nodded. "Then they probably deserved it. You didn't kill any of them did you?"
"N-. No." Crue said, before speaking once more. "The fact I had to think about it probably wasn't a good thing, huh?"
Jaune chuckled awkwardly. "Guess not. So, what was on the other end of the goodness spectrum?" He asked. Crue gulped lightly, trying to think of a way to phrase his words properly.
"I may, have lost my virginity last night." Crue finally spoke. There was silence for a few moments, before Jaune spoke.
"SERIOUSLY!" He yelled, surprising Crue. "You've literally been here for a bit less than a month! How could you have maybe lost you- Wait what do you mean 'may have'?" Jaune stopped his rant, sending a confused look Crue's way.
Crue lightly rapped his knuckles on his head. "I might have before, I don't know. I don't remember." "That's a lie. What would Hannah say?" Crue suddenly froze, not hearing what Jaune was saying as his mind was suddenly filled with emotions and memories.
"HANNAH! OH GOD! NO! Hannah." Tears welled up in Crue's eyes, unnoticed by Jaune due to the sunglasses. "I just cheated on my girlfriend. HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU MAKE ME DO THAT!?" Crue shouted within his mind. "OR IS IT BECAUSE I'M NOT IN HER FUCKING DIMENSION ANYMORE IT DOESN'T COUNT!"
"IT STILL FUCKING DOES ASSHOLE! IT MIGHT BE DIFFERENT THEN IF I WAS IN SOME OTHER COUNTRY, BUT I STILL FUCKING CHEATED ON HER!" Crue's thoughts were broken when he felt someone grab his shoulder.
"Crue? Crue are you alright? You're shaking like a leaf dude." Jaune's words rang true, for Crue's entire body was shaking violently.
"I'm fine." Crue managed to get out. Jaune frowned, recognising the lie.
"You remembered something, didn't you?" Jaune stated. Crue's head fell as he nodded. "Was it, to do with, what happened last night." Crue nodded. "What was it?"
Crue took off his glasses and stared up at Jaune, his eyes welled up with tears, smiling sadly. "Jaune, I think I cheated on my girlfriend." "I don't think so. I know so. AND I FUCKING HATE YOU!"
Jaune looked shocked, then angry, then guilty, and then sympathetic. "You didn't remember. It's not your fault, and… I hate to ask this but, do you even know if she's alive?"
Crue's world came crashing down on him like a ton of bricks. "Are they alive?" He recalled how he felt when he had first opened his gallery, and saw his friends. How had he not remembered her then? He probably had more pictures of her than anyone else.
Crue's hand darted to his pocket, feeling the bump of his scroll. "I'm here. They're there. Am I the only person from Earth here? You probably didn't even fucking know about my friends. DID YOU!?" Crue took a shuddering breath, and removed his hand from its place on his jeans.
"You brought me here. I doubt you're going to let me go back. For all I know they could be dead. But, that doesn't mean I'll just forget about them." Crue gripped Jaune's hand that was on his shoulder, looked up to him and met his eyes.
Crue nodded with fierce determination, prompting Jaune to smile and stand up, offering Crue a hand. Crue took it, and they both walked into the bullhead docks. "Even if they are dead. Even if, even if my girlfriend is dead. I'm not going to forget about them." Crue thought as the two blondes boarded the bullhead.
"I'm not."
…
Crue watched as Jaune staggered out of the bullhead, hoping he wouldn't throw up. Again. Surprisingly, Crue rubbing Jaune's back had done a good enough job of keeping his lunch down. As he and Jaune stepped off the bullhead and into Beacons courtyard, Crue needed to ask Jaune something.
"Jaune." Crue stated, the boy turning around with a sickly 'Huh?'. "Can you, not, tell anyone about last night?" Crue asked, rubbing his arm slightly.
"About both?" Jaune asked. Crue nodded in confirmation. "Yeah. I can do that. Promise. An Arc never goes back on his word." Jaune winked.
Crue smiled, but the sentiment was immediately overturned by Jaune's face turning a sickly shade of green. "But they sometimes go back on their lunch." Jaune dashed over to a trash can, leaving Crue sighing and continuing walking.
"I'll talk to you later." Crue called back, receiving some rather distressing sounds in return. Crue shoved his hands in his pockets and walked into the halls of Beacon. His thoughts of his previous life weighed heavy on his mind, decisions, 'what-if's' and maybes floating through about.
"I'm not in her world anymore. I'm probably never even going to be able to get back. I wonder if she thinks I'm dead." Crue slowed to a stop, leaning against a wall and staring downward. "I wonder if they even noticed I was gone."
Crue rubbed his eyes from under his glasses. "God damnit. This is all your fault." He frowned and stared at the ceiling. "No. No. You didn't make me fuck Neo… Well you better fucking not have. I cheated on my girlfriend, of my own damn accord."
Crue dug his nails into his palm as his bitter thoughts continued. "What the fuck am I supposed to say to her if I ever see her again? 'Oh, hey Hannah, I've been in another dimension for fuck knows how long, and I slept with a fucking psychopath. How was your day?'."
Crue made his way back to the first year dorms, legs automatically carrying him towards RWBY's dorm. "If I ever find out you have a face, I will punch it."
He opened the door, and was immediately assaulted by yells. "CRUE!" Yang and Ruby tackled Crue to the ground, gripping him tightly in hugs, a small 'Why…' escaping the Faunus' lips.
"WHERE WERE YOU?!" Yang yelled at the boy, whose ears flattened down against his head at the sheer volume.
"I, uh, went for a walk." Crue tried. "And, did some things?"
"Things?" Weiss asked, stepping forward and lifting Yang and Ruby off Crue with Blakes help. "What things?"
"I took an enthusiastic walk through the city." Crue said, and noticed the blank looks he was being given. "And, made a racist piss himself?"
The other nodded, believing the statement due to Crue's actions against Cardin. "That sounds more likely. What are they?" Ruby asked, pointing at the bags in Crue's hands.
"They're for tonight. For the mission." Crue explained, causing Ruby to squeal slightly and try to peer into the bags.
"Oooh what did you get?" She asked, slightly ruffling the paper bag, before it was clamped shut by Crue.
"It's a surprise." Crue said, winking at Ruby. The action went unnoticed due to his glasses. Ruby pouted but nodded and turned away, going over to her dresser and grabbing some school supplies. Crue then noticed that they were all in uniform. "Uh, how long until class?"
Weiss took out her scroll almost automatically, and then shrieked. "WE'RE ALMOST LATE!" The platinum haired heiress dashed past Crue, causing the boy to spin in place. The following members of team RWBY all did the same, leaving Crue dazed and still spinning.
"Now I know how Jaune feels." Crue muttered as he fell onto his back. Groaning, Crue got up and tossed his bags beside his dresser, before grabbing a hardback and a pen, and rushing out after the girls.
…
"Why was I in a rush again?" Crue thought as he took down notes from Ooblecks history class. Crue took of his glasses for a moment and rubbed his eyes. When he went to put them back however, he noticed three people in particular in the reflection.
"The hell are they doing here?" Crue thought, staring at Cinder through the reflection. She did not seem to have noticed his accidental spying, as she was whispering low to Emerald and Mercury. Crue scowled and placed his sunglasses back on his head. "They better not be plotting something. I need a way to know everything they're planning."
"Mr. Cullen!" Crue's focus was suddenly on the green haired teacher in front of him. "Could you kindly give us the answer?" Crue felt the entirety of the classes eyes on him, including Cinder's burning gaze.
"Could you kindly repeat the question?" Crue asked uncertainly. A few people chuckled, but Oobleck nodded.
"Of course. I can understand why this question may be difficult for some." Oobleck cleared his throat and stared at Crue. "Why did you become a huntsman?"
"I didn't." Was Crue's first thought. But, realising that that would not be an appropriate answer, he thought of another, more suitable one. "Because I want to protect the people I care about."
Oobleck nodded, and continued his lecture. "A fine reason indeed." Crue was fairly certain he heard a scoff a row or two behind him, courtesy of one Cinder Fall. "And it is for reasons such as these, that we have so many huntsman now. People can become a huntsman for any number of reasons. Fame. Money. The want for peace."
"Each of these are all fair reasons, but even still, nobility and kindness should be kept in high regard." A second light scoff, noticed by both Crue and Oobleck. "Ms. Fall." The teacher said, calling her out, much to Crue's pleasure. "Is there something you would like to add, or do you merely require a cough drop?"
A few laughs sounded through the room, and Crue felt the temperature increase a bit. "Nothing so trivial, I assure you." Cinder stated, and even though Crue could not see her properly, he could guess that she was putting on an air of sophistication. "I simply believe that honour and nobility have no place on the battlefield. Grimm care not for someone's reasoning, to them you are all just food."
Crue took notice of how she said 'you', and not 'we'. "Is that so?" Oobleck questioned, a frown on his features. "Well then please elaborate Ms. Fall, as to why you became a huntsman."
Crue could see the smug smile on Cinder's face, even though he couldn't actually see her. "Power, of course. People respect huntsman, and I wanted that." Crue grit his teeth and gripped the wooden table. "Oh, how badly I want to smack that smirk off your face."
"That's not a good reason." A quiet voice said. Crue turned to the voice, surprised to see Ruby looking back at Cinder, with a surprising fire in her eyes. "Huntsman shouldn't want to have power over normal people, they should just want to protect them."
Cinder glared at the young girl, who withered under the smouldering gaze and turned back around in her seat. "But that's just my opinion." She whispered. Crue reached over and gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder, before looking up to Cinder with the smuggest smirk he could muster.
Seeing her amber eyes widen and turn into a glare satisfied Crue, who turned back to Oobleck as he continued the lesson, the barest hint of a smile on his face.
A short while later, the class ended, Crue stopping for a moment to ask Oobleck a question. "Sir?" Crue asked the doctor, who looked surprised at the name.
"Usually people mistake my profession by calling me 'Professor', when in reality I am a Doctor. But never have I been called 'Sir'." Oobleck thought aloud with a curious look.
"Force of an unknown habit." Crue shrugged. "Not my fault Irish secondary school hammered that into me." "But I had a question."
"Oh? A history question? Or was it to do with my own question to you earlier?" Crue nodded, causing Oobleck to take of his glasses and polish them. "I would like to think that I am very good at reading people Mr. Cullen. However, no matter how often I have tried, I simply could not get a beat on you."
Crue looked confused, but Oobleck continued. "I can tell the reasons for many others. Like young Ms. Rose. Her reasoning is similar to your own, but she also feels the need to because of her mother. Ms. Xiao Long, on a search for something, and using this as a head start."
"I could go on, but I'll spare you that long speech. And I suppose I must ask for your forgiveness, as I asked a personal question simply on a whim."
"It's fine sir. I mean, Doctor." Crue corrected. "Curiosity is a human thing." His ears wiggled slightly. "A Faunus thing too."
Oobleck smiled and nodded. "Yes, yes. I suppose you are correct. Thank you Mr. Cullen, you are dismissed." Crue nodded lightly, and turned to leave the room with a small smile. His expression darkened as he noticed that RWBY was still there, and they were talking to Cinder and her cronies.
"There a problem here?" Crue asked, standing a short distance away from the group, causing them all to look at him.
"No, no problem." Cinder said, voice as smooth as silk. Crue was unaffected, and just frowned at her. "We were simply discussing our reasons for becoming huntresses."
"And how you're reasoning isn't a good one?" Crue pressed, causing Cinder to frown and her eyes to brighten, a fire behind them.
"Crueeee." Ruby hissed. "We're behind that. It's fine." Crue nodded, but said nothing.
"We all have our opinions." Cinder said, a warning tone in her voice. "My opinion, for example, is that I think your reasoning is foolish and unobtainable. Impossible even. There's no way you could possibly hope save those you care about." Crue clenched his fist and stared hard at Cinder.
"You say it's foolish." Crue stated as he took a step towards Cinder, who tensed in response, though likely not from fear. "You say it's unobtainable." Another step. The rest of the group looked at each other nervously. "You say it's impossible."
"Are you a parrot Faunus or a Wolf Faunus. You really should make up your mind." Cinder insulted, though her voice betrayed the fact Crue's actions were having an effect.
Crue said nothing in response, instead stepping closer to Cinder once more. The two were so close that there was barely an inch separating their bodies from one another. "You say I can't do it. You know what I say?"
"No. Pray tell, Crue, what do you say?" Cinder said sarcastically. Crue leaned down so that his head was directly parallel to hers.
"Fucking watch me."
The auras of both Cinder and Crue were flaring, so much so that both teams had to separate them before it got physical.
"Crue! What's the matter with you?!" Ruby asked once the entirety of her team had pried Crue away from Cinder, and Mercury and Emerald had managed to stop Cinder from incinerating Crue.
"Remember what happened a while ago, with the forks and Emerald?" Crue asked, once the group had let go of him.
"Where you broke two perfectly good pieces of silverware?" Weiss said, slight disappointment in her tone.
"Yeah. I've got a bad feeling about all three of them." Crue turned away from the group, staring at the retreating forms of Cinder, Emerald and Mercury.
"How come? They haven't done anything bad have they?" Ruby asked. "Not that you know of." "And besides, you broke your forks and stuff before today." Crue nodded, but said nothing.
"It's in my gut. I don't know why I don't like them…" "Bullshit." "I just do." The members of team RWBY looked at each other, but said nothing. The four of them turned away, heading in the direction of Port's classroom for their next class.
However, Crue stayed staring at Cinder's back. The raven haired woman roughly removed herself from Emerald and Mercury's grip, spitting some warning at them. After they did, Cinder turned back, assuming that Crue and RWBY would be well on their way.
Her surprise was easily noticeable, not expecting Crue to be staring her down from the end of the hallway. When he was sure Cinder was staring at him, Crue made a singular action. He pointed to fingers at his own eyes, and then at Cinder.
Cinder's increase in temperature was noticeable, even at the distance Crue was. It only increased in greatness when Crue flipped his hand round and raised his middle finger. Before Cinder could take any action, more than likely a violent one, Crue spun on his heel and followed after the girls, smirking slightly at his actions.
…
Cinder watched as Crue walked away from her, re-joining the group he had become so close to. "He will die painfully." She growled. Emerald and Mercury both glanced at each other, Mercury giving Emerald a slight nod, to which she responded with a frown. They played a quick game of rock-paper-scissors behind Cinder's back, which Emerald lost.
"He's only doing it to aggravate you. He obviously can't do anything physically." Emerald tried to calm Cinder down, but the statement did nothing.
"He knows something." Cinder seethed. "And I don't know how he knows. And I don't like not knowing something." Cinder turned back around, Emerald and Mercury both taking wide steps back in order not to be burnt alive.
"Contact Roman and his pet. Tell him we need to find out anything we can about this, problem." Cinder instructed the two, whichever one didn't want to be on her bad side.
Mercury grabbed his scroll instantly, a smug smirk on his face. Emerald made a noise akin to that of a person being strangled. "Can't believe you're into that psycho."
"Hey, the dick wants what the dick wants." Mercury said as he rapidly typed into his scroll. Cinder groaned. The children she had to put up with. The trio of ne'er-do-wells returned to their room in the exchange student's dorm.
When Cinder opened the door to the room, it required a certain amount of control to not scream and incinerate the person in the room. Neopolitan looked up at the sound of the door opening, and smiled a smug smile.
"I see you got our message." Cinder said calmly. Neo grimaced and her eyes passed over Mercury, who winked at her in a flirtatious manner. Neo looked as though she had stepped in something brown and sticky, and even that substance would have a better chance of getting with her than Mercury did.
"We need information about someone. Did Mercury tell you who?" The petite girl shook her head. "Of course he didn't." Cinder seethed, turning to the grey haired boy, who backed away slightly.
"I forgot to mention the jackass. I was too busy working my magic." Mercury said, leaning against the wall with a smug smile. Every female in the room rolled their eyes.
"Seeing as Mercury is so incompetent, I shall tell you who is currently throwing a wrench into our plans." Cinder faced the ice-cream themed girl, who looked bored at the current situation. "Crue Cullen."
Neo's eyes widened immeasurably, and Cinder took that as a bad sign. "You know him already?" She asked threateningly. Both Emerald and Mercury perked up at this, eyes wide and staring at Neo. Neo nodded hesitantly.
"How did you meet him? When? What do you know of him?" Cinder asked immediately. Neo tugged lightly at her collar, and took out her scroll. She typed for a short moment, before handing the scroll to Emerald, who was nearest to her.
"Yesterday. Was meant to rob a store, four assholes thought they'd try something with me. I was going to kill them, but he got to them first." The trio's eyes widened as the information was shared. The fact Neo grew a dreamy, if not creepy, smile did not help the sentence.
"He killed them?" Cinder asked cautiously. Neo shook her head, but still held the strange smile. "Then what did he do?" Cinder demanded. Neo calmly gestured for Emerald to return her scroll, and then leisurely took her time with typing.
When she handed it back to Emerald, the dark skinned girl took a quick read of it, and grimaced. "Well?" Cinder said impatiently.
"Um." Emerald hesitated. "She didn't go into specifics, but…" The girl blushed lightly and turned away from Cinder. "He did things to them that she, enjoyed." Cinder did not want to even being to think what the sadist could find enjoyable, so she asked said sadist another question.
"And what do you know of him?" She asked, growing more and more annoyed with every silent second. Granted she found Neopolitan to be the most tolerable of all those she worked with, but that was only because she didn't speak.
Neo shrugged, an action that enraged Cinder. "You mean to tell me you know nothing about him?!" Neo nodded, then stopped. Her strange smile found its way back onto her face, as she took her two index fingers, placed them together, and then moved them apart.
"I don't understand." Cinder said, quite confused as to what that was meant to be. She was aware that Neo was mute, was this some kind of sign language?
"Oh…" Emerald said with a shocked look, her hand covering her mouth, and red covering her cheeks.
"That's bullshit!" Mercury cried, looking personally offended at the gesture. "After all we've been through?!" Cinder felt infuriated at being the only person in the room that did not understand what the distance between the two fingers meant.
"Can someone please explain what exactly that means?!" Cinder finally exclaimed, huffing in anger. The rest of the people in the room fell silent, eyes and mouths open in shock and horror.
"NOT IT!" Mercury suddenly cried, dashing from the room. Cinder watched as he fled, and turned back to Emerald and Neo with a scowl. The two shared a glance, and Neo pointed to her lips and shook her head.
At that point, Emerald gulped and stared at Cinder's bright amber eyes. "W-Well, what Neo is implying is that, Crue, has, a…" Emerald mumbled off into nothingness, only further enraging Cinder.
"A what?!" She ordered.
"A large phallus!" Emerald said trying to be as indirect as possible, then slapped her hands against her mouth. Cinder's eyes were still confused, and angry. So, Emerald took a breath. "Neo is saying that…"
…
"WHAT!?"
Crue's ears suddenly twitched from their place atop his head. "You guys hear something?" He asked the people next to him. Blake and Jaune both shook their heads, and returned to paying attention to Port's lecture. Or at least, pretending to pay attention.
Jaune was trying to ask Weiss out on a date, and failing miserably. Blake was reading a book, that Crue suspected was not suitable for Ruby. And Crue, Crue was trying to focus on the misson later.
"I'm going with Blake to the White Fang meeting. Makes sense, I'm the only other Faunus here. Ruby and Weiss, tower. Oh shit, I'm going to have to stop Cinder there at some point amn't I." Crue groaned and wrote in his notebook.
In his notebook was the following:
Things to stop: V2: Painting the town. Dance Dance Infiltration. The Breach.
V2.5: Unknown.
V3: Fall. PvP. BoB. Heroes and Monsters. End of the Beginning.
Unknown amount of time between Volumes 2 and 3. Author could create something, or something could have actually happened. Will have to go by instinct.
Crue closed his book with a sigh, turning his faux attention back to Port. "On the bright side, if anyone reads this, they won't have a fucking clue what I'm going on about." A bell rang somewhere, signalling the end of the lecture.
Port coughed, upset that he could not finish the tale. "Well, until next time." He waved and dismissed the class. As everyone filed out, Crue stopped for a moment, resting a hand on Jaune's shoulder as he lay face down on the desk.
"Dude. Why?" The simple question caused Jaune to sigh. "What do you see in her?"
"I don't know man, she's smart, and graceful and talented and I mean have you heard her sing, and she can be nice if you get to know her, just ask Ruby." Crue nodded in understanding. While he couldn't remember the exact wording, he was fairly certain Jaune said the same thing to Ren when he asked.
"Or, 'will have asked'. Goddamn this shit is confusing." Crue thought for a moment. "What about her name?"
"Weiss? What about it?" Jaune asked, confused.
"No, I mean Schnee." Crue clarified.
"Oh." Jaune shrugged. "I didn't really think about it actually. I only learned her full name after the ceremony. And even then I still didn't really know what the name meant. Until she gave me a pamphlet and a lecture."
Crue nodded, patted him once on the back, and left the blonde to his thoughts. "You know, maybe there's a person that likes you that's closer than you think." Crue told Jaune, who looked up in confusion.
Crue said nothing more, instead opting to let Jaune figure out what that meant. "Arkos will sail. I mean, Lancaster and White Knight are cute, but Arkos is the true ship." Crue thought as he made his way to team RWBY's dorm.
"AH JAYSUS FUCKIN' CHRIST ON A BIKE!" Was Crue's reaction as he opened the door and found each of the girls in various stages of undress. Crue instantly slapped his hands to his eyes as Ruby, Weiss and Blake all covered themselves, Weiss opting to let out a shrill scream.
Yang just shook her head. "Jeez, you guys need to chill. It was bound to happen eventually." She said as she walked over to Crue and threw an elbow round his shoulder. "I mean, three attractive girls, and only one guy? There was bound to be a slip up eventually."
"Three?" Was Crue's only question. Although he had a follow up question soon afterwards. "Please tell me you're not telling me this while naked." Yang 'pshaw'ed at the notion.
"Course I'm not naked." Crue sighed in relief. "I'm in my underwear." "FUCKING HAREM PROTAG BULLSHIT!" Crue would have attempted to forcibly remove Yang from his presence, but knowing his own luck, he more than likely would have grabbed something bad.
So, Crue was left to try and blindly grab his own clothes and stumble into the bathroom. Once inside, Crue sighed in relief and locked the door, before taking out his clothes. "Alright, time for The Wolf to make himself known."Crue said, with a slight echo to his voice.
…
"Ok, everyone got their codenames?" Ruby asked to her team. They all nodded, and looked over their outfits. Ruby was wearing a long-sleeved, light grey shirt with black belted cuffs. On top of that, was a black pinafore with stitching that resembled a corset. "I, am 'Slayer'."
Weiss scoffed lightly. "That's not a very reassuring name." Weiss herself was wearing a pure white dress with black edging and four black buttons. "I have gone with the codename: 'SnowPea'."
"Of course you would go for something like that." Blake smirked. She was wearing a white v-neck shirt that zipped up and turned to black along the bottom. She wore pure black pants and a black belt that held them up.
"You called yourself 'Intruder'." Yang stated, causing Blake to blush lightly. Yang wore a collared cream top over a black shirt. Over the top she wore what seemed to be the top half of a leather jacket. She had a pair of crooked black belts with golden accents around her waist, similar to what Jaune wore actually.
"You're 'Hunter', that's a bit obvious isn't it?" Weiss commented. The team began lightly bickering, before the sound of a door opening caught their attention. Crue had stepped out from the bathroom, in his mission attire.
"Wow Crue! You look really cool!" Ruby squealed from her place atop her bunk bed. Crue glanced down at his clothing, and felt inclined to agree. He wore a dark leather jacket, with a cream stripe running down the length of the arms. Under that he wore a deep blue shirt, the top two buttons left open showing off a black vest.
His trousers were made of denim, and were held up by a belt that's buckle could actually be removed and turned into a lighter. He wore the same shoes as his regular outfit. "Now all you need is a codename." Weiss smiled, clapping her two hands together.
"Codename?" Crue pondered, staring down at his appearance. "I'd have gone with 'Wolf', if I wasn't using that for something else." Crue thought, feeling his jade green mask he bought pressing against his back. "How about, 'Hound'?"
"I mean, Cú Chulainn means 'Culann's Hound'." Ruby put her finger to her lip for a moment in consideration. "Sound's good." Ruby cleared her throat and began talking. "Alright guys, today's the day. The investigation, begins!" She cried as she landed from her bunk, almost hitting Weiss.
"I'm glad to see we're taking this so seriously." The heiress commented.
"Hey! We've got a plan. That's… moderately serious." Yang rebutted.
"Right!" Ruby agreed. "Everyone remember their roles?"
"You and I will head to the CCT and check the Schnee records for any other Dust robberies, or inconsistencies." Weiss recounted perfectly. "Seeing as I'm in the family, it shouldn't be a problem."
"The White Fang has regular faction meetings to hand out orders and recruit new members." Blake said. "Myself and Crue…" "Yo." "Will get in, and hopefully find out what they're planning."
"I love exposition." Crue idly commented, taking of his sunglasses and wiping a smudge off them.
"I have an old friend on the shady side of town that typically knows everything going on in Vale." Yang smirked, crossing her arms. "Oh yeah, Junior. Forgot about him." "Getting information out of him shouldn't be too hard."
Crue's legs twitched slightly, recalling what happened to Junior in Yang's debut. "Great! We'll meet up tonight near Yang to go over what we've found." Ruby said, satisfied. "Let's do this!"
"Yeah!" A different voice exclaimed. Crue acted on instinct, flipping Setanta around and pointing the barrel at the voice. The intruder's eyes widened as he stared at the business end of the hurley.
"Sun!" Blake exclaimed in shock. Crue blinked once, and stared down his sights. Sun Wukong was hanging upside down and staring in the window, specifically at Crue. "Crue it's alright, he's a friend."
Crue squinted once, and lowered his rifle. "Of course I know that. But they don't know I know that. Fucking hell this is getting confusing." "How did you get up there?" Yang asked.
"Ah, it's easy I do it all the time." Sun waved off.
"You do what?" Weiss said, aghast.
"I climb trees all the time." Sun repeated, then swung around so that he landed in the dorm. "So, are we finally getting back at that Torchwick guy?"
"We," Blake said stepping forward. "Are going to investigate the situation. As a team." She tried to make it as obvious as possible that Sun was not needed.
"Sorry Sun, we don't want to get friends involved if we don't have to." Ruby comforted. Sun said nothing, but pointed a finger to Crue, wearing a look that said 'Oh really?'.
"He's got a point." Crue commented, nodding to Sun.
"Besides, that's dumb. You should always get friends involved." Sun dismissed. "That's why I brought Neptune." The monkey gestured behind him, prompting the girls to dash to the window and hang out of it totem pole style.
Crue joined them, seeing Neptune standing on a ledge near the window. "Sup." Neptune smirked.
"How did you even get up here?" Ruby asked.
"I have my ways." Neptune replied. "Serious though, can I come in. We're like, really high up right now." The girls all turned to Crue, who sighed and leapt from the window. Sun and Neptune both gasped in shock, but their shock turned to confusion as Crue began walking on the wall over to Neptune.
"Come over here you big baby." Crue said as he lifted Neptune, holding him bridal style so his back was parallel to the wall.
"This, makes no sense." Neptune said as Crue re-entered the dorm room and set the blue haired boy down. "Tell me about it." Crue thought as he rolled his eyes.
"Uh, alright." Ruby thought, making up some new plans on the fly. "Sun, you can go with Blake and Crue." Sun nodded, but squinted his eyes lightly at Crue, who raised his hurley in a daring manner. "And Neptune, you can go with Yang since she doesn't have a partner."
"Ha. Cockblocked." Crue laughed mentally as Ruby dragged Weiss out of the room and to the CCT. "So, what do we do now?" Neptune asked.
"I dunno." Yang shrugged. "Both our missions are later tonight." She walked over to the dresser and pulled out a box. "How about another game of Remnant?" She offered, shaking the games box.
"Pass." Blake and Crue said at the same time. The two glanced at each other in surprise, but said nothing.
"Alright then, Monkey boy and Bluey, come on." Yang instructed as she set up the game. Sun and Neptune looked at each other, shrugged, and joined Yang in setting up.
"I call Vacuo." Sun said as he grabbed the proper pieces. Blake and Crue watched as the trio began playing their game, before Blake turned to her fellow Faunus.
"Why didn't you want to play?" She asked.
Crue shrugged in response. "Don't know how. Didn't want to learn. You?"
"Board games aren't really my thing." Blake confessed, watching as the game went underway.
"Yeah, you're more of the 'it's not smut' kind of girl." Crue smirked at Blake's flushed face. Crue leaned back against the sill of the open window, as Blake retrieved a book from under her bed. Crue raised an eyebrow at her with a smirk, before she blushed and 'shh'd him.
There was quiet for a moment, the only sounds being those of the game being played, the complaints of the player, and the odd turning of a page from Blake. Suddenly, a new sound entered the mix.
"Mirror, Mirror what's beh-" "What's up Weiss?" Yang asked, picking up her scroll and staring at the face on it.
"It's Ruby." Weiss' voice came through the speakers. "She's after running off, I need one of you to go fetch her."
"Why'd she run off?" Yang questioned.
"Penny showed up, believe it or no-" Weiss was instantly cut off by Crue jumping to his feet and exclaiming: "I'LL GO!"
"Crue, what are you- CRUE WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Blake's question turned more desperate as Crue leaped out the window.
"I'm ok!" He called back up to them as he sprinted down the wall. The remaining four in the dorm, as well as the one on scroll, wore looks of confusion.
"Did he seem, a bit enthusiastic, about that whole thing?" Neptune asked.
"Uh, yeah. What was that about?" Sun asked, scratching the back of his head.
"I don't know, but at least you got your wish Weiss." Yang said, turning back to her scroll. Weiss 'hmph'd and nodded, ending the call. "Rude." Yang muttered.
"He's never really rushed off to help someone before. Wait, would you call catching Velvet rushing?" Blake turned to Yang, an eyebrow raised.
"Nah, that just to stop her from falling. I can't think of a reason he'd rush off to help Ruby."
"Maybe he likes her?" Neptune tried, but the sudden flare of heat from Yang made him retract the statement.
"Crue doesn't like her, like that." Blake was quick to say. "He doesn't like any of us like that, actually. It was one of the first things he clarified." She said with a small chuckle.
"Shame really. He's got a nice bod." Yang joked, before hearing a cough to her side. Yang looked to see Sun gesturing to himself, more specifically his open chest. "Eh." She said, waving her hand, causing Sun's face and jaw to fall.
Blake's giggling drew his attention, and he looked to her with a frown. "Sorry Sun, she's right." Sun turned back and crossed his arms, grumbling under his breath. Something about 'competition'.
…
"Penny. Penny. Penny." Crue repeated in his mind as he leapt over the rooftops of Vale. "I can actually meet Penny. I can save her. I will save her." Crue skidded to a stop as he saw a group of people staring at a set of robots.
"I remember this." Crue thought as he searched the area for the tell-tale sign of ginger hair. "The Atlesian Paladin!" A voice suddenly exclaimed. Crue looked down to the demonstration, seeing a holographic image of a large mechatronic robot.
"Fucking hell! I'm meant to fight that!" Crue cursed to himself. His ears suddenly twitched, as he looked over the roof of the building he was currently on, and saw Ruby rushing across the road, shortly followed by two soldiers.
"Oh shit." Crue muttered, as he leaped on to the next building, going in the following the soldiers. He watched as one of them almost got run down by a car, only for it to stop at the last second and simply bump into him.
"Fucking foreshadowing!" Crue cursed as he increased his pace. He heard the tumbling of boxes, and glanced down, seeing that Ruby had blocked off the Soldiers path with boxes aptly labelled 'Breakable Things'.
There was a stretch of alley now, an advantage Ruby used as she leapt onto the wall and began running on it. "Huh. I think she picked that up off me." Using her semblance, Ruby bounded from the wall and grabbed hold of Penny.
She sped down the alley, Penny in her grasp. Crue followed after them at a much slower pace. Well, he was doing his best, but compared to the speed Ruby was going he may as well have been walking. He watched as Ruby tumbled to the ground, bouncing roughly and ending up on the road.
Crue's blood ran cold as he saw the approaching van. Crue ran as fast as he could, and leapt off the building intent on stopping the van. Someone else got to it before he could, however. Penny shoved Ruby out of the way, and put her two hands up.
Crue recognised the scene, and got angry at himself for forgetting that Penny would save Ruby. "Goddamnit." Crue cursed, as he landed on the roof of the van, and kicked off it, landing on the opposite side of the street.
Luckily, no one had seen him, everyone too focused on the fact a young girl had just stop a van with her bare hands. "Penny?" Crue heard a voice say. His breath caught in his throat, as he backed away behind a sign, just out of Ruby's view.
"Penny come back!" Ruby called out, chasing after the redhead as she ran down an alley. Once the two were out of the picture, Crue turned his attention to the two guards that had just appeared on the scene.
"Why's she running away!?" Crue exclaimed, pointing his finger down the street, away from the current location. The two guards looked at Crue, then began following his directions, giving the Faunus a smirk.
With that done, Crue used his semblance and ran up the wall of the alley. Once there, he ran atop the buildings that would hopefully lead him to where Penny and Ruby were.
"Most girls were born, but I was made." Crue skid to a halt, looking down over the rooftop to see the two people he was looking for. "I'm the world's first synthetic person capable of generating an Aura. I'm not real." Penny continued, her expression lowering.
Ruby took her hands and folded them out, looking at the scratched skin, which revealed the cold metal underneath. "Of course you are." She told the android. "You think just because you've got nuts and bolts instead of squishy guts makes you any less real then me?"
Crue smiled as he leaned against the wall of the alley, close to the top. Granted, to him it was similar to lying down, considering his semblance, but that didn't change his statement. "She's right you know."
A pair of female screams echoed, and Crue suddenly felt something hit him, and cause him to fall. "PENNY WAIT! HE'S A FRIEND!" Ruby exclaimed. Crue groaned and sat up, realising he was in a bin.
"Ewwwwww." He groaned, picking a banana peel off of him. He looked up to see the frightened green eyes of Penny, and the concerned silver eyes of Ruby. "Hi. I'm Crue." He waved at Penny, whose expression of apprehension did not change.
"Uhm, Penny, you can trust Crue. Right?" Ruby herself said uncertainly.
Crue shrugged and smiled. "Sure. Anything for a friend. I even sent those guards in the wrong direction so you guys could have more time alone." Ruby blushed at the statement, however the implication sailed right over Penny's head.
"You, you said friend right? You're my friend? That means you won't tell anyone? Right?" Her voice was desperate, and Crue could honestly not see the difference between her and any human girl. Aside from the metal on her palms, that is.
"Course. I mean, you're just a girl to me. I don't care if you're a robot or not. You don't even act like one." Penny's eyes turned to confusion.
"I, um. You're both taking this extraordinarily well." Penny said sceptically.
"You're not like those things back there." Ruby told her. "You've got a heart." She said, poking her chest, causing a strange metal tapping sound. "And a soul. I can feel it."
"She's right again." Crue smiled. "Two for two." Ruby blushed lightly, but Penny turned to face Crue.
"I, do not understand, why you are fine with this. I am friends with Ruby, which makes sense. But you are a stranger, I cannot comprehend why you are not, as the term goes, freaking out." Penny pondered, Ruby looking at Crue in a similar fashion.
"Because I already knew." "Simple. Can you think for yourself?" Crue questioned Penny, who, after a moment of shock, nodded. He gripped her hands tightly. "Can you feel that?" She nodded once more. "And you felt scared when I appeared, right?"
Penny nodded very rapidly at that question. "So you can feel emotions. That makes you just as human as I am."
"But, you are a Faunus." Penny corrected, causing Crue to blank and Ruby to snigger lightly.
"It's, an expression." He sighed, recalling a time when he was human. "Besides, not like I'd tell the secret of a friend to someone."
Penny's face lit up as she brought the two of them into a crushing hug. "OHH! Ruby! You are the best friend anyone could have!"
"Then why are you hugging me?!" Crue gasped out.
"Because you are a friend of the best friend anyone could have!" Penny replied, only furthering the tightness of the hug.
"I can see why your father would want to protect such a delicate flower." Ruby coughed out.
"Oh, he is very sweet." Penny said, releasing the two, Crue falling to the ground and breathing in lungful's of air. "He is the one who built me. I'm certain you'd like him very much."
"Wow." Ruby breathed. "He build you all by himself?"
"Well, almost." Penny smiled. "He had some help from Mr. Ironwood."
"The general?" Crue coughed.
"Wait, is that why those soldiers were after you?" Ruby deduced.
"They like to protect me too." Penny said with an optimistic tone.
"Pfft. They don't think you can protect yourself?" Ruby asked.
"They don't know if I'm ready yet." Penny confessed. "One day, it'll be my job to save the world."
Crue's hand clenched at the ground of the alley, his mind seeing Penny lying on a stadium field, motionless, scattered. "I'm not letting that happen. I will make sure, she stays alive."
"Penny what are you talking about? We're in a time of peace." Ruby said, bringing Crue back into the conversation.
"That's not what Mr. Ironwood says." Penny informed Ruby.
"She's half right." Crue grunted out. Ruby and Penny both looked at him, but before either could question him, a gruff voice sounded out.
"Check down here!" Everyone's expressions widened in fear.
"Well! I've got to go meet up with Blake. See you later!" Crue said as he leaped onto a nearby wall and ran up it. "And your secret's safe with me!" He called back as he disappeared from view.
"And so is your life."
…
"God. Fucking. Hell. I need to work on my cardio." Crue thought as he panted, coming to a stop outside a warehouse. He stretched his limbs, and peeked around a corner. He saw an elderly man standing guard, welcoming in different kinds of Faunus.
"Right place anyway." With that, Crue stealthily walked up the side of warehouse, seeing an open hatch on the top of the roof. "Blake and Sun are already inside. I just need to get in without drawing any attention."
Silently, he crept along the rooftop, opening the hatch and staring in. Hundreds of White Fang members were littering around, as well as some civilian Faunus. "Jeez. Hope I don't have to fight all these guys." Crue thought as he dropped from the roof onto a rafter, creating barely more than a light tap.
He hunkered down and stared at the crowd before him, spotting out Blake and Sun easily. He took out his scroll, prepared to send them a message, when he noticed that he had an unread one. Curiosity took over, and he checked the message.
"Hey cutie ;)". Crue blanked and reread the message. It was from an unknown number, and Crue could only think of one person who would message that without being given his number.
"Neo?" He messaged back, and turned his attention back to the crowd, where a large, buff Faunus had begun to speak. "Oh. It's Yatsuhashi's lookalike." He thought as he introduced, 'a very special comrade'.
"THANK YOU! THANK YOU!" A man with orange hair, green eyes and a bowler hat strutted out from behind the large black curtain. Roman Torchwick greeted his audience with vigour, despite the boo's he was receiving. "Please, hold your applause."
However, Crue was not focusing on Torchwick. Instead, his focus was on the petite, multi-coloured girl who walked out a short while after Roman. "Fuck." Crue summed up the situation perfectly. He was still unnoticed by anyone, but now Neo was there, he had just messaged her, and Blake and Sun were also in the building.
"Could this day get any worse?" He asked the sky. "That was rhetorical by the way." His scroll buzzed in his pocket, and he grew a grimace as he stared at the ceiling. "I fucking hate you." Crue took out his scroll and checked it, seeing that Neo had replied.
"How'd you know?"
"Lucky guess". Crue sent the message, and stared at the girl, as she took out her own scroll, smiled, and typed in a response.
"Cute. What are you up to anyway?" Crue squinted at the message, a sneaking suspicion that Cinder was behind this.
"Oh you know, this and that. Making racists piss themselves, pissing off this total bitch called Cinder. wbu?" He smirked as he pressed send, and then watched Neo's reaction.
She too smirked, more than likely at his insult to Cinder. "Oh you know. Girl stuff. Just watching a horror movie." Crue frowned, and debated something.
"Not nice to lie you know ;)". "Fucking hell it's weird using emojiis." He hit send, and studied Neo. He noticed Neo's eyes widen, as she began rapidly typing.
"What do you mean?" Crue smirked as he typed his reply.
"Keep a secret?"
"Of course."
"Look up ;)"
Neo did as the message instructed, and almost dropped her scroll in surprise as she spotted Crue among the rafters, waving at her with a smug smile. Her mouth opened and closed in surprise, looking as though she might scream.
Before she did however, Crue noticed something out of the corner of his eye. Blake had reached behind her, obviously about to pull out her weapon. So, Crue did what he thought was suitable for the situation.
He blew a kiss at Neo, who looked possibly even more shocked, and as the gunshot rang, and the lights went out, he jumped up and out of the hatch. He heard the breaking of glass, and a male voice crying out.
"WHERE THE HELL IS CRUE!?" Followed by the sound of a wall exploding. Crue sprinted towards the sounds, leaping off the rooftop and landing on the mech. He felt tempted to respond, but if he did there was a possibility that Torchwick would here.
Crue suddenly felt his scroll vibrate, taking it out and answering immediately, he heard Blake's voice. "EVERYONE! IF YOU CAN HEAR ME WE NEED BACKUP-" "HEEEEEELP!" Sun's voice overshadowed Blake's by a mile.
"THEY GOT A ROBOT! AND IT'S BIG! REAL BIG! AND CRUE NEVER SHOWED UP!" Crue frowned and gripped his scroll.
"LOOK AT THE ROBOT YE FUCKIN' FOOL!" Crue yelled into the device. Sun and Blake both did so, eyes widening in surprise as they saw Crue riding the mech.
"TORCHWICK IS IN THE MECH! OR IT'S IN HIM! OR SOMETHING!" Sun continued yelling, as Crue whipped Setanta out and aimed the rifle straight down. He hammered on the trigger, bullet after bullet denting the machine.
Torchwick growled from inside the mech, and began spinning rapidly. Crue felt the need to hold on for dear life, before remembering that his Semblance would basically allow him to stick to the machine without worry.
His eyes widened however, as Torchwick piloted the mech onto a freeway. "Ohhh, this isn't good." Blake and Sun leaped from car to car, avoiding Torchwick and his robot. Several cars were bumped out of the way, Crue turning around to make sure none of them exploded.
What he saw when he turned around, was Neptune Vasillas aiming his weapon at him. More specifically, the robot. "Oh shit." Crue muttered as he saw the volley of electric blasts heading towards him.
Acting on instinct, Crue jumped backwards, forgetting he was on a moving vehicle. He found himself pressed against the front of the mech, and could just barely see Torchwicks surprised expression through a small slot in the machine.
"Evening." Crue said as he turned Setanta into its sword form, and swung. Torchwick spun the robot, redirecting his attack so he swung at air. He heard someone cry out, and saw Sun jumping towards them.
He winced as Neptune and Sun collided mid-air, disappearing from his view. "Yeesh. Wait. They go to get noodles. FUCK THEM!" Crue thought, his feelings for the two going from sympathy to anger in a snap.
His eyes returned to the road, looking forward and seeing Weiss jump down. "This is gonna hurt." Crue prepared himself for immense amounts of pain. And pain was what he received when Weiss turned the road to ice. The mech slipped, landing on the road and skidding, leaving its passenger behind as Crue was roughly thrown from it.
The mech fell from the freeway, leaving Crue on the icy ground, staring up at the sky and groaning. "This would be so much easier if he was on my side." He moaned, hand going to his head.
He suddenly shot up from his place on the ground, ignoring the headache the action just caused. "My side. That's it!" Crue stood up and looked over the bridge, seeing a fight going on below between Torchwick and team RWBY.
"Where's the bullhead?" Crue wondered, eyes searching for the vehicle that Roman would make his escape in. There was an explosion from down below, and Crue had to remind himself not to jump into the fray.
"They'll be fine. I just need to fix this." Crue thought as he watched the Paladin get shredded to pieces. "Fuuuuuck. It's now or never." Crue grabbed his folded up helmet from its place nestled between his shirt and his jacket.
"Goodbye Crue." The Faunus took a breath, and put on the helmet. "Welcome, The Wolf." The sound of a motor whirring assaulted his ears. The Wolf glanced down to see a Bullhead beginning to take off.
"Maximum effort." Wolf said as he dropped from his place atop the freeway onto the top of the Bullhead. It began taking off, but for some reason his semblance wouldn't activate. "Don't do this to me now fucker."
Running out of options, Wolf activated his claws and sunk them into the metal of the Bullhead. They went clean through, popping out on the other side, unbeknownst to him. Roman sighed as he saw the claws.
"Kids these days. They just don't learn." He took out a cigar and lit it up. "Neo, be a dear and teach our stowaway a lesson." Neo smiled horrifically, and curtsied, before disappearing.
The Wolf heard a sound like shattering glass, and looked up to see Neopolitan staring at him with wide and deadly eyes. "Oh shit. She doesn't recognise me." The Faunus realised as he had to duck under a swing from her umbrella.
"Ne-ghak!" Wolf tried to say something, but was stopped as he received a kick to the abdomen from the petite girl. The Wolf activated his claws, not in attempt to defend or attack, but in hopes Neo would recognise them.
His tactic didn't work. If anything, it just made the girl more deadly, seeing that her opponent now had a weapon. "This did not work out in my favour." Wolf thought as he desperately dodged. Neo was enjoying the game of cat and mouse, the fact her prey seemed scared was definitely a bonus.
While Wolf was trying to think of a way out of the situation that did not end in him being skewered, Neo placed her foot on his leg and jumped off, so that she ended up at the front of the Bullhead. She smirked and flipped her umbrella behind her, before opening it.
It would appear that in the heat of the moment, Neo forgot exactly where the battle was taking place. She went flying forward, her eyes wide with fear. Just before she flew off the back of the Bullhead, a hand gripped her leg.
Neo turned to see the stowaway gripping both her and the Bullheads tail fin. "CLOSE THE DAMN UMBRELLA!" He roared at her as he held on. Neo blinked in surprise, but did as instructed. The parasol snapped shut, and the two went cartwheeling back onto the roof of the bullhead.
Wolf grunted as his back hit the cool metal of the transport. He groaned and open his eyes, seeing Neo straddling his hips, but not in the same way she had done earlier this morning. "That's it!" He realised as Neo took her sword from the sheathe of the umbrella and raised it above her foe.
Before she could plunge it down, Wolf grabbed at his shirt and pulled it to the side, showing off his chest and neck. Neo froze at what she saw. Upon the intruders neck, was a dark purple bruise, one she remembered giving to a certain someone.
"Crue?" She mouthed in shock.
"It's The Wolf now." He told her, propping himself up on his elbows. "Probably should have mentioned this earlier but," The Wolf stared deep into Neo's mismatched eyes, his own in full view as he had taken them off to put on the helmet. "I'm on your side."
Neo looked at him in surprise, and a small bit of relief. "But, Cinder hate's you?" The statement made Crue oddly proud.
"Good. Cause I'm on your side, not her side." Wolf told her. Neo's face turned into one of confusion. "I'll explain everything, once we're on the ground." He glanced to the side, seeing ruined buildings coming into view.
"Oh, Mountain Glenn huh. Nice hideout spot." "Well, this is not surprising in the least." Wolf could see Neo biting her lip in worry. "Hey, it'll be fine. Just let me talk to Torchwick." Neo looked down at him, mixed emotions behind her eyes.
"Alright. But you owe me." Wolf sensed a hidden meaning behind those words, but said nothing.
"Fine. Can you, get off now?" He asked awkwardly. Neo noticed that she was still sitting on his hips, and felt inclined to not comply with that request.
"Neo, have you fixed our little problem." Came the voice of one Roman Torchwick. Wolf looked up at Neo, who sighed silently. She disappeared in a blink, and Wolf could here Torchwick conversing with her. "What do you mean 'not exactly'?"
Wolf sighed and looked around. He noticed how close they were to the ground, and leapt from the top of the bullhead to the shattered concrete below. The Wolf watched as the Bullhead descended, and waited patiently for its occupants to disembark.
As the vehicle touched down, the butterfly wing doors opened, revealing more than the two people Wolf had expected. A small amount of White Fang members were also on the Bullhead. And when they noticed the stranger, their weapons were instantly raised.
"Oh shit." Wolf muttered, as his presence drew the attention of the red haired criminal that he needed to talk to.
Roman's eyes widened slightly upon seeing the stowaway still alive. "I don't know how you managed to convince Neo not to kill you, but I'm not as easily swayed." He said as he stepped forward, discarding his almost finished cigar and placing the end of his cane on The Wolf's chest.
"And I have had, a really, bad day." With no prior warning, Roman pulled the trigger on his weapon, an explosion of red erupting from the end of his cane, sending Wolf flying back into wall. However, the wall was in such a state of disrepair, that he continued flying through it.
"You really couldn't have done that by yourself?" Roman sighed, turning to Neo. His expression turned to one of confusion at Neo's actions. Her hands were gripping the top of her scalp, clenching onto her multi-coloured hairs.
The expression soon changed however, to one of anger, directed at Roman. She made several gestures with her hands, most of which quite rude. "What do you mean I shouldn't have done that?" More gestures. "He was standing there, with his claws out. What did you want me to do?"
Neo didn't get to reply to that question, as a haunting sound began echoing through the abandoned city. "Hahaha. Man. That almost tickled." Roman, Neo, and all the White Fang members turned their attention to the hole which Roman had shot the stranger through.
"Really, Roman. Shooting me before I have a chance to speak. For shame." From the rubble of the collision, the stranger wearing a leather jacket and jade green helmet emerged, looking practically unscathed. "If I was anyone else, I might have been killed by that."
Roman grit his teeth and gripped the handle on his cane. "So why are you still here? Why aren't you dead?" The stranger smiled beneath his helmet and strode towards Roman, each step without fear.
"Didn't fucking feel like it." A laugh, echoed by the helmet, erupted from the man's lungs. Roman loosened the grip on his cane slightly.
"Well, you've certainly piqued my interest." He said, taking out another cigar. "So, what the hell are you doing here?" He asked as he brought his lighter to his lips, only to freeze as a hand gripped his arm so tightly it might break.
"Are you insane, or just stupid?" The helmeted man asked. Every White Fang grunt there began making neck cutting motions with their hands, even Neo was performing some warning gestures.
"What?" Roman asked, fierce anger dripping from the single syllable.
"You don't use a lighter to light a cigar." And like that, everyone's motions halted and were replaced with confused stares. Roman himself felt his rage lessen as the stranger released his hand and reached into his back pocket.
"You use a match." He said as he took out a box of matches, and struck one. "Preserves the flavour." He lit the cigar, covering the flame with his hand. Roman took a single breath, and let out a puff of smoke.
"You're right." He said quietly, staring at the cigar between his fingers. "Five words. I'll give you five words to figure out what to say so I don't kill you."
"What!?" "Four words."
The Wolf growled, but kept his mouth shut. For a short while, there was silence, aside from the impatient tapping of Romans foot. "I haven't got all day."
"Would you hold on? I'm trying to incorporate a swear." The man replied, going back into silence. Normally, Roman would have said his words were up. But he was curious to see where he was going with this.
"Alright, got it." The stranger said, clapping his hands together. He cleared his throat and stared at Roman.
"Cinder…" Roman's eyes widened slightly, at the knowledge of the name. "Is a cunt." A soft noise drew both males attention, as they turned to see Neo trying not to die from laughter. A few of the White Fang members were chuckling too, their knowledge of the employer making them like this new person.
"Alright. That's a statement I agree with. So what's your game?" Roman finally said.
Wolf sighed in relief, and continued speaking. "Ok so, I'm on your side." He said, pointing to Roman. "And I know, that's a bit of a controversial statement. But the point is, I'm on your side, not Cinder's."
Roman pondered the statement in his head for a moment. "And, how does that help me?" He asked.
"Simple." Wolf replied. "Let's be honest here, we all know what Cinder is going to do once she decides you aren't useful to her anymore." The grimace that crossed Roman's face confirmed this. "And I, am going to make sure that doesn't happen."
"How?" Roman kept the question short and sweet.
"Easy. Bye foiling her plans, but not yours." Wolf could see the slight confusion, and so he clarified. "Basically, if she has a plan, and it doesn't involve you…" He waited for Roman to nod. "That shit is not going to fly."
Roman smirked slightly, before asking another question. "Ok, why? Why do this for us?" Wolf instinctively glanced to Neo, but after meeting her eyes, his gaze returned to Roman.
"Because, I respect you." There was a noise of confusion from a few of the White Fang members, none of them obviously having any respect for the human.
"Elaborate." Roman said, suspicion laced in his voice.
"You know your place." Wolf said shortly, sending a slight scowl across Romans features. "By that, I mean that you know what you're doing when it comes to crimes." The scowl turned into a frown, but that was just his natural look.
"You steal the perfect amount. Too little, no name for yourself. Too much, maybe a huntsman or something comes after you. But you, you know just how much to steal so that you're known, but not a threat." Wolf finished this, stepping back and allowing Roman a moment to collect his thoughts.
"So you're a fanboy?" Wolf felt his face blank, and the sniggers of the members behind him did not help.
"Fuck no. I just know that Cinder is a bigger threat than you, no offense," "Some taken." "and I want to fuck her over big time." Wolf said, a subtle happiness seeping into his voice nearer the end.
"Why? Do you want to do that? Mess up her plans." Roman questioned, and person took a while to respond.
"Because, her plans, interfere with my plans." "Granted, my plans involve keeping everyone alive. They're still plans."
"You have plans?" Roman questioned. "What are they?"
"Mostly just keeping people she wants dead alive." Wolf said, idly looking at his fingers. "But, I've also got my eye on the CCT. And she wants to hack it. So, not really keen on letting that happen." "Keep the lies coming."
Roman said nothing, instead taking a long drag of his cigar. When he finally blew out the smoke, he spoke. "So what do you want me to do?" And like that, Wolf smiled.
"All I need you to do, is tell me about her personal plans. Stuff she's doing on her own. So that way, I won't be foiling anything she wants you to do." Roman nodded, bringing a hand to his chin.
"Any time in particular you want to know about?" Roman complied.
"Let's see. A day or two after she'll hack the CCT- I mean, fail to hack the CCT. From then until the start of the Vytal Festival. Oh, but I know about the whole, train thing don't worry." He noticed them tense.
"Relax, I said I won't stop anything involving you." Wolf said. "I'd say I promise, but I doubt you'd hold that in much regard." Roman nodded his head in agreement.
"Wait, I don't even know who the hell you are." Roman said suddenly, pointing and accusing finger at the man of equal height in front of him.
"There are no kids here, you can curse you know?" Wolf said with a slight laugh in his voice. Roman did not flush, such an action would be embarrassing for him.
"Alright, tell me who the fuck you are, and we have a deal." Roman said, a hand outstretched.
The helmeted man smiled widely, his steely blue eyes sparking, with the flickering light of Roman's cigar dancing in them. He gripped the hand and shook tightly, staring Roman in his eye as he spoke.
"I'm The Wolf."
Cinder, prepare for a world of annoyance. Crue has created a new persona, The Wolf. He has also come to terms with the fact that everyone he knew is more than likely dead. And he made a deal with a renowned criminal. Not a bad job for one day's work.
So yes, no smut in this chapter(unfortunately), but lots of annoying Cinder. Also, if you couldn't tell, Crue's 'Hound' clothes are slightly based on Wolverine's outfit in 'Wolverine: Origins'. They may have fucked up deadpool, but everything else was pretty good.
Speaking of references, let's play a game. I've hidden one in here that's from another Marvel movie. Granted it's a slightly less well known movie. If you can find it, PM me, and you will receive a prize of a request. Maybe it's an Omake, maybe it's a ship, maybe it's Crue completely destroying Cinder, or being completely destroyed. Up to you really. If it's something I can't do, I'll let you know. Otherwise, happy hunting, and as always
Until Next Time.
-Friday
*edit* The reference has been found! By one Enerjack. Congratulations to them, and I hope you've had fun! *edit*