There was never a point in Crue's life where he thought he would ask the following question.
"How many of your fetishes did I just sate?" He asked, panting slightly, as Neopolitan lay sprawled across his chest, also panting. They were back in the same room, various clothes, ropes and instruments of pleasure scattered around the room.
Neo began counting on her hands, before giving up after using up all her fingers. "A lot." She breathed. The two were naked, after Torchwick instructed Neo to take Crue, or The Wolf rather, back to wherever the hell he came from.
Neo partially followed his instructions, bringing Crue to her own little penthouse in Vale, with a reminder about him owing her. Crue reluctantly obliged, the memories of his previous girlfriend, who may or may not still be alive at the forefront of his mind.
Crue grabbed his scroll from a night stand, one littered with different lubricants. He checked the time. "It's 2am. How long were we going at it?" Neo shrugged from her place atop Crue, honestly unsure of the answer, having lost all sense of time after her third orgasm.
"I think I should get back." Crue groaned, sitting up on the bed. Neo met his eyes with a pout. "Don't look at me like that. Considering what happened earlier, everyone's probably freaking out as to where I am."
Crue half expected his scroll to start ringing, but it stayed silent. "Fine." Neo grumbled. The Faunus sighed in relief, as he lifted up her head and placed a kiss on her lips. "I'm going to be seeing you later anyway."
"What do you mean?" Crue asked, midway to pulling on his boxers. Neo sighed, rubbing her temple.
"Cinder wants me to meet you. Or rather, the team you hang around with." Her voice was quiet, annoyed at the raven haired antagonist. "She wants me to get information on you."
"Have you told her anything?" Crue asked. Neo looked up at him with squinted eyes. "Well that happened before tonight, so you didn't know I was on your side."
The petite girl sighed, but nodded. "I didn't tell her anything." She waved, before stopping, a mischievous grin on her face. "Actually, I did tell her, one thing." She said, Crue raising an eyebrow in questioning.
Neo said nothing, instead pointing to Crue's groin. Crue looked down, then back at Neo. Then back down. "You told Cinder Fall…" He said, slowly approaching Neo, who was now slightly nervous. "…the size of my dick?"
Neo nodded, and instantly found herself scooped up in Crue's arms as he spun her around, holding her close to his chest as he laughed loudly. "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST I LOVE YOU!"
Neo giggled along, not quite sure who 'Jesus Fucking Christ' was, but happy with the statement all the same. Even if she knew he didn't quite mean it. Crue laughed, and plopped a huge kiss on Neo's lips, the girl moaning into it.
"I am so going to fuck her over with that knowledge." Crue grinned, imagining all the different ways he could annoy Cinder with that information. "Alright, I need to get back to Beacon, and start putting my plans and stuff into action." "By that, I mean creating them."
Neo nodded, as Crue had gotten completely dressed, and was now waiting to be returned to Beacon. Neo briefly closed her eyes, as she began to shatter like a mirror from her feet up, clothes appearing on her body.
She stepped closer to Crue, and wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him down into a kiss. He met it happily, then asked a question once it broke. "I thought your Semblance was teleportation?"
Neo shrugged, causing Crue to sigh. "Man, I hate continuity." With that, Crue was thrown backwards, landing in a hall in Beacon's dorms.
Crue groaned as he sat up, rubbing his back slightly. "Jesus. Talk about a scratcher." He glanced at his surroundings. "Where the hell am I?" He recognised it as Beacon, but was unsure as to where exactly he was.
He began walking, looking for a window, or noticeable landmark. Crue whistled as he walked among the halls, the silence of the night almost overwhelming. "It's always so nice to be awake at times like this." He hummed in thought, as he found an exit, leading him into the courtyard.
"Why the hell was I in the second year dorms?" He briefly wondered, before walking across the quiet courtyard, ceasing his whistling so he could appreciate the silence. He stopped halfway, staring up at the statue that depicted a warrior raising his sword high, standing next to a woman who wielded a battle axe.
Beneathe the two was a Grimm, a Beowulf, and it appeared to be fleeing. Hard to tell when it's made of stone. "How many fics are there where the dude is secretly Jaune's great, great, something or other?" Crue questioned, staring at the male Huntsman.
"Mr. Cullen." A voice came, causing Crue to freeze. He was somewhat proud of himself for not screaming, as he turned around to find out who had called out to him.
"Ozpin." He nodded to the grey haired man, who stood there drinking his coffee. "Evening."
"I think it is a bit later than evening Mr. Cullen." Ozpin replied, his hazel eyes twinkling. Crue took his pocketwatch out, opening it and glancing at the time.
"Ah. Appears you're right." He muttered, placing the watch back in his pocket. The two stood there, in a slightly awkward silence. "What are you doing up this late then?"
Ozpin chuckled, swirling the brew within his mug. "Isn't that what I should be asking you? You are the student after all." Crue blanked, agreeing with the headmaster. "But if you must know, I heard some rather interesting rumours involving a robot, rose petals, and various explosions."
"That so?" Crue coughed, feeling his leather jacket tighten inexplicably. "Interesting. Perhaps it was a few huntsman, or huntresses, trying to take down a known criminal." He shrugged, becoming very interested in his fingernails all of a sudden.
"Possibly." Ozpin mused. "It's also possible that they were huntresses-in-training." The silence was palpable, only broken by a slight cough from Crue.
"You got any of that coffee to spare?" He asked, then watched in curiosity as Ozpin pulled a flask from behind him, along with a spare mug. He took the mug, and allowed Ozpin to pour him a cup.
"I'm not dreaming am I?" He questioned, staring down into the brown liquid.
"I can assure you that you are not." Ozpin told him, as Crue sipped the drink.
"Hm. Quite nice." He said. "Always been more of a tea man though." He continued drinking his coffee, only realising what the implications of that meant once he had finished drinking. "I am going to be up all night thanks to this."
Ozpin chuckled lightly. "Perhaps you could use the time to go over your notes. I hear from Professor Port that you make a wonderful addition to his class."
"You flatter me." Crue joked, handing the empty mug back to Ozpin. He turned back to the statue, gesturing to the male atop it. "You wouldn't happen to know who that is, would you?"
"I'm afraid that I do not. May I ask why you wish to know?" Ozpin questioned.
Crue shrugged. "I don't know. Just wondering if it was actually a person, or just a generic huntsman." He stretched his arms, before turning to Ozpin. "I best be off then. Get back to the room I'm staying in. And have yet to receive a different one. Hm." He raised an eyebrow to Ozpin, who simply sipped his beverage.
Crue shook his head, waving goodbye to Ozpin and making his way to the first year dorms. His legs carried him to RWBY's dorm almost automatically. "Wonder if they're asleep." He thought as he unlocked the door with his scroll.
"CRUE!" "Apparently they're not." Crue was thrown back by four people tackling him. "Why…." He wheezed out.
"WHERE WERE YOU?!" Blake exclaimed. "YOU DON'T SHOW UP TO THE MEETING AND THEN YOU SUDDENLY APPEAR RIDING A ROBOT!" Crue groaned, covering his ears.
"Too many people. Went in from the roof. You shot the lights out and I jumped on the mech." Crue explained, shifting under the mass of females.
"And where did you go after that?" Weiss asked, also lying atop of him.
"Well, I sort of fell off after you turned the street to ice." Weiss had the decency to look embarrassed about the fact, but Crue quickly continued speaking. "Hey it worked, don't worry about me."
"Where'd you go after that?" Yang asked.
"Uh, back to the warehouse to see if there were any more White Fang members still there. Spoiler alert. There were. And now there aren't." Crue smiled, but groaned slightly.
"You beat up all of the White Fang there?" Blake asked incredulously.
"Yeah." Crue lied. "But, I mean, they're grunts. Didn't really put up much of a fight. There was this one dude with a chainsaw though." He shrugged, as the girls decided to get up from him.
All minus one, however. Ruby Rose was still lying on Crue's chest, being the first one to tackle him, and also the first to fall asleep apparently. "Uhh." Crue droned, looking up to Yang.
"Do you have any idea how worried she was about you missing?" Yang told the Faunus, who felt his stomach drop like an anchor.
"I- Well now I feel like a piece of shit." Crue muttered, frowning as he looked upon Ruby's sleeping form. "Drag me into the room." He requested, to strange glances. "Trust me." Yang shrugged, grabbing Crue by his heels and dragging him into the centre of the room.
"Thank you. Now, Weiss, please get Ruby's blanket from her bed." Weiss shot Crue a puzzled look, but did as instructed, grabbing the sheet from atop the bunk. "Now put it over us." Once more, despite being confused, she did so.
"Thank you." Crue said, as Ruby sighed within her sleep, snuggling up to Crue.
"Wait." Yang began, eyes flashing dangerously red. "You did all that, so you could sleep with her?" Her fists clenched dangerously.
"No. I just don't want to wake her up. She fell asleep on me." Crue said, knowing he was playing a very dangerous game with his words. Yang growled as her hair glowed, and Crue continued speaking. "She's like a sister to me, Yang. I'm not going to do anything."
A part of Crue's heart panged at the truth of the statement. He missed his blood siblings, having only had them in his life for a few years, before they were wrongfully taken from him. Yang looked at Crue sceptically, but said nothing.
"You'll be in the room Yang. Don't you trust him?" Blake whispered to the blonde, who grumbled and turned away, hopping up on her bunk and facing the wall. "I kind of feel like a dick for doing this. But, she is too far gone to wake up now."
Crue waited for Blake and Weiss to go to bed, before realising that they would not go to bed clothed like Yang. "My eyes are closed." Crue said, screwing his eyes tightly shut. There was a moment of hesitation, before Crue could hear the two girls moving around, presumably getting into their pyjamas.
Crue kept his eyes closed, until he heard a click of a light switch. He opened them, to find he could see the room, despite it being basically pitch black. "Oh yeah. Faunus." Crue recalled, slipping a hand out from under the blanket and taking his sunglasses off.
He placed them on the floor under Weiss' bed, so that he could remember where they were when he woke up. He stretched his arm, and laid it against his chest. Or, Ruby's back, rather. Crue looked down at the sleeping girl, an expression of relaxation on her pale face.
"I can't believe everything she has to go through." Crue frowned, recalling the events of the Vytal Festival, and how terribly it turned out. "I'm going to make sure that doesn't happen. No fifteen year old should have go through that. Hell. No one should have to go through that."
Crue pressed a little harder on Ruby's back, bringing her in for what was practically a hug. She let out a happy sigh, cuddling up to the apparently tender hearted Faunus. "She's also so damn cute." Crue thought, lying his head back and staring up at the ceiling.
"Damn coffee. This is going to be a long night."
…
"-Crue?" Crue snorted awake, having barely slept for less than an hour before he was awoken. He rubbed his eyes, and looked at who called him. Ruby was staring up at him, her silver eyes sparkling in the morning light.
"Hey Rubes." Crue groaned out, stretching his arms. "What's up?"
"Um, the ceiling?" Ruby answered uncertainly, causing Crue to laugh softly. "But, uh, why am I sleeping on you?"
"Oh. That." Crue shrugged. "Last night when I came back you were the first to tackle me." Ruby looked a small bit sheepish, but Crue continued. "And then you fell asleep on me. Cause you were so tired from waiting up for me. And I felt bad, so I just sort of, left you there."
"Hmmmm." Ruby said, staring Crue in his steely blue eyes. "Alright. You're pretty comfy anyway." Ruby replied, yawning and resting her head on Crue's chest once more.
Crue yawned also, grabbing his scroll from his pocket and checking the time. "Uh oh."
"Wuh oh? Uh oh is never good." Ruby said, sitting up on Crue's stomach.
"Get your whistle." Crue said, turning his scroll round to show Ruby the time. Ruby's silver eyes widened, as she dashed to her drawers, giving Crue just enough time to cover all four of his ears.
The shrill sound rang through the room, rudely awakening everyone else in it. All of them yelled in shock, before seeing the cause of it was Ruby anxiously teetering back and forth. "We're almost late!" She exclaimed, causing the other members of RWBY to grab their scrolls and check the time.
Weiss screeched in fear, and dashed to the bathroom. The shower turned on instantly, and a pale blue nightgown was flung out of the room, the door slamming shut afterwards. Blake and Yang also dashed about the room, granted Yang was still in a zombified state, and was mostly hobbling in a rushed manner.
Crue was also slightly rushed, tossing off his jacket and shirt, his hidden claws and bag coming off with it. "HOLY HELL!" Yang suddenly exclaimed, causing Crue to whip around frantically. He saw Yang staring at him with wide lilac eyes.
Crue looked down at his chest, but found nothing out of the ordinary. Aside from the fact it there was a six pack there. "Still getting used to that." Crue thought, before looking back to Yang with a raised eyebrow.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR BACK!?" She yelled, pointing at Crue.
"My back?" Crue questioned, reaching a hand behind him to run a hand over his skin. His eyes widened as he felt several long scratch marks. "Damnit Neo!" He mentally cursed. "I, have no idea." Crue said, turning around slowly so his back could be seen.
He could hear Ruby and Blake's gasp, although the latter seemed more scandalised. "Maybe it happened last night, when I was fighting the White Fang?" Crue suggested, sounding as genuinely confused as he could.
Before anyone could say anything, the bathroom door was flung open, and Weiss strolled out of the steam. "What are you all standing around for!? We've got barely enough time to get to- GOODNESS WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR BACK!?"
Weiss stopped mid-sentence, staring at the scratching post that was Crue's back. "Don't know. Will find out later." Crue replied, grabbing a white shirt from his drawers and tossing it on. "They don't hurt anyway."
Crue quickly pulled on his blazer and tied his tie. He turned to see the others also getting ready. "I'll head on, let Port know you might be late." His statement was met with thanks from the group, as he left the room and jogged towards the classroom.
…
"Fucking. Cardio. Need to work on that." Crue panted as he came to a stop outside Port's room. He entered, finding people still settling into their seats. Before finding a seat of his own, he briskly walked up to the desk, where Port was shuffling around a few papers.
"Excuse me, Sir?" He questioned, Port looking up in surprise.
"Ah. Mr. Cullen. How delightful to see you once more. May I ask what is the problem?" The moustachioed teacher questioned.
"Just that RWBY may be a bit late. They were up fairly late last night." Crue told him, the aged professor nodding.
"And what of yourself? Were you well rested?" He asked Crue, who chuckled lightly.
"Sir, I drank some of Ozpins coffee at 2am last night. I've got bags that would make Coco Adel jealous." The jolly teacher laughed loudly, a hand resting on his sizeable belly.
"Well, I shall not blame you should you be unable to focus in today's lecture. But do try to take notes." Port waved him off, Crue lightly nodding his head in thanks. The Wolf Faunus took a seat up the very back, and almost immediately felt his body slip off from exhaustion.
"I have done too much exercise for one night. First running on the rooftops after Penny, then to warehouse, then riding a damn mech, then a bullhead. Fighting Neo. Fucking Neo. Wait. Does sex count as exercise? Well, what I had last night sure as hell was." Crue tried to sit up straight, but found it understandably difficult to do so.
He reached up and rubbed his eyes under his shades, which he had managed to grab after Ruby blew her whistle. "Alright, I know exactly what to do." Crue thought, as he leaned forward, placing both elbows on the table, and interlinked his fingers.
He rested his chin on his hands, and closed his eyes. Almost immediately, Crue felt himself drifting off. "Thank God for sunglasses." Crue thought, the fact his closed eyes could not be seen by anyone else.
His rest was cut short by a buzzing in his trousers. And no, that is not an innuendo. Crue groaned, grabbing his scroll from his pocket and checking the message he just received. "Neo?" He opened the message, it only showing two words.
"Polly Trio." Crue muttered, unsure as to what that meant. "Is that meant to mean something?" He wondered, stuffing the scroll back into his pocket, and repositioning himself as he was earlier. He heard Port begin to speak, and found himself drifting off to sleep once more.
As he heard the portly professor speak, Crue could think of one thing as he was nodding off to dreamland. "Reminds of that time Gavin, Michael and Ryan did the ASMR thing." He shuddered lightly at the memory.
"Baste the turkey…" He could hear Port's voice in his head, and shook vigorously in order to remove that sound. "God. Never do that again." Crue thought, closing his eyes and letting the professor continue the lecture.
…
"That's all for today!" Crue awoke with a start, hearing a bell chime and Port announce the end of his lecture. He blinked hazily, rubbing sleep from his eyes under his glasses, turning to examine his surroundings.
He was surprised when he saw Ruby sitting next to him, along with the rest of the team. "When did you get here?" He asked confusedly.
He received stares of confusion in return. "What do you mean? Port had barely started when we came in and sat next to you." Yang told the Faunus, who scratched the back of his ears lightly.
"Oh really?" Crue asked while yawning. "Kinda fell asleep as soon as he started talking."
"You were asleep?" Ruby questioned. Crue nodded in confirmation. "That explains why you didn't laugh at my picture." She said, the bottom of her fist connecting with an open palm.
"Picture?" Crue asked, as Weiss groaned. Ruby smiled, taking out a slightly crumpled piece of paper from her pocket and showing it to Crue.
Crue let out a laugh, before covering his mouth. The picture showed Roman Torchwick being stood upon by Ruby, Crescent Rose rising dramatically in the background. For a crayon drawing it was quite good.
"Do we have a fridge we can stick it on?" Crue asked, as Ruby beamed and folded the paper, placing it back into her pocket. The five exited the room, the members of the team conversing with each other, Crue falling behind slightly, still somewhat tired.
He yawned, a hand reaching behind him to run over his back, feeling the scratches on his skin. "Neo, thou art a psychotic houndmother." Crue thought, hand falling to his side. "Don't know why I just thought that in Shakespearean, but who cares."
Crue caught up with the girls, mentioning something about the classes for today. As they walked and talked, Crue suddenly gained a sense of dread. He did not know what caused it, but based on previous experience, it would more than likely make itself known soon.
"Oh! Look! It's Cinder!" Ruby suddenly cried, jabbing a finger forward. "Ah. Now it makes sense." Crue glanced at the direction Ruby was pointing in, but found his vision being obscured by a mass of black and white.
He felt a weight being thrown at his chest, and leaned back slightly. Instead of falling backward like he normally would when someone or something tackled him, he acted like a springboard, righting himself almost instantly.
His eyes focused, and see saw jade green orbs staring back at him. He was confused for a moment, but then recognised the girls black ponytails that hung at the side of her head. "Ne-" Crue was cut off when Neo pecked his lips, to scandalised gasps from team RWBY.
Crue saw her eyes change briefly, and glance downward. Under normal circumstances, the Faunus would have assumed she was making an advance on him, but then he recalled her message earlier. "Polly?"
Neo-Polly, nodded happily kissing Crue once more, to more surprised gasps. "Crue! Aren't, um, aren't you going to introduce us?" Blake asked, staring between the Faunus and the girl.
"Right." Crue said, setting Neo-Polly down on the ground, her hand instantly darting to his. Crue glanced down at her briefly, before turning back to RWBY. "This is Polly Trio, my-" His mouth ran dry, looking down to Neo, who looked back, a small frown on her features.
"So, Polly." A voice entered the conversation, Crue and Neo turned, scowls on both of their features as Cinder, Emerald and Mercury joined the group. Crue was slightly surprised by the intense look on Mercury's face, but did not care for it in the slightest.
"This is the boy you've been, so eager, to introduce us to." Cinder said, eyeing Crue warily. Neo nodded, wrapping her arm around Crue's and hugging it tightly, only increasing the glare on Mercury's features.
"The fuck's his problem." Crue thought, looking down to Neo. He mouthed the words 'what did you say we are?' to the petite girl, who mouthed back the answer.
"Yeah, I'm Polly's date." Crue told Cinder.
"WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN!?" Yang exclaimed, hands grabbing the top of her head in shock. "I've missed out on so many teasing opportunities!"
Crue sighed, rubbing his hand on the bridge of his nose. "Two days ago." He looked down to Neo in questioning, who nodded.
"Wait. Wasn't that when you took your, walk?" Weiss clarified.
"That is correct. I took an enthusiastic walk through Vale." Crue agreed.
"And ended up with a girlfriend?" Blake questioned.
"A very, enthusiastic walk." Crue smirked, Neo matching the expression.
Cinder, Emerald and Mercury all scowled lightly at Crue, whereas the members of RWBY looked at each other confusedly.
"Now, I believe we have a combat class to get to." Crue said, walking through the group, Neo happily skipping along, but not before sticking her tongue out at Mercury. The grey haired boy clenched his fists as he stormed after them, leaving only the girls together.
"What's with him?" Yang asked, looking to Emerald.
Emerald sighed lightly, and explained. "Mercury was trying to get with Polly before Crue came along. So he's still mad about it." He was also mad about something else, about certain differences in size, but Emerald wasn't going to say that.
"So he's jelly?" Yang clarified. Emerald nodded, and began walking after her partner. The members of team RWBY followed, it's leader stopping for a moment.
"Aren't you coming Cinder?" The young girl asked, the elder girl smiling at her forcibly.
"Unfortunately not. I will have to miss out on this class. Please give Professor Goodwitch my regards." Cinder told Ruby, as she turned and began walking away. Ruby shrugged, following after her team.
…
"Now, after that lovely, show." Goodwitch said, gesturing to where a member of team BLDD was being carried off by the other members, Yang fist pumping wildly. "We will have a special match."
Crue sat up slightly at this, having not yet battled, and having a suspiciously bad feeling about this 'special match'. Neo, who had her arms wrapped around Crue's, looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Bad feeling." He muttered down to her, the petite girl shrugging and resting her head against Crue's shoulder once more. Crue waited for Professor Goodwitch to speak, a deep feeling of dread settling in his stomach.
"We will be having a Team vs 1 battle." There were a few surprised murmurs around the class, all of them wondering who would be the unlucky person that would have to fight a team on their own.
Crue relaxed slightly, knowing that the fighter would be doing just fine. "The team that will fight will be…" Goodwitch trailed off, as the randomiser spun. "Team CRDL." Crue heard Cardin give a whoop of joy, causing him to groan.
"Doesn't make Cardin any less of an asshole though." Cardin and his team made their way down to the arena, already in their combat outfits for some reason.
"And the lone fighter will be…" Crue took the silence as an opportunity to drink from a can of soda he had bought earlier. "Crue Cullen."
"Hck!" Crue choked on his drink, coughing it up and hunching over. Neo looked shocked, and began roughly patting his back.
"Mr. Cullen. You will be able to fight, correct?" Crue raised a thumbs up from his hunched position, coughing up the rest of his lungs and standing up. He gave Neo a thumbs up and made his way to the locker room.
"Why?" Crue wondered as he got changed out of his uniform. "Why not Pyrrha?" He grabbed Setanta from his locker and slammed it closed. "I don't benefit anything from this. The fuck is wrong with you?" He wasn't planning on this. He was planning on volunteering after watching Pyrrha kick the crap out of CRDL so Mercury couldn't.
Crue exited from the locker room into the arena, swinging his hurl onehanded. He saw CRDL waiting on the opposite side, the leader of it wearing an annoyingly smug grin. "I'm gonna smack that grin right into the fucking ground."
He glanced at the other members of the opposing team, trying to recall their names. "Russel, Dove, and Lark." His eyes widened momentarily behind his glasses, realising something. All of their names were based on birds.
Crue did not like birds. Crue did not like birds, at all.
…
"Huh."
"What is it?" Weiss asked Yang, who had apparently noticed something.
"I think Crue just, twitched, or something." She said, peering at the Faunus.
"Is it just me," Ruby began, causing Weiss and Yang to look at her inquisitively. "Or does Crue look, kinda, evil?"
Her words stirred the two people sitting behind her, Emerald and Mercury sitting up and paying closer attention to the boy's face, the other member of their team already watching the match with glee.
They waited for the match to begin, to see how the chips would fall.
…
"Oh, I'm going to have so much fun with this." Crue muttered, resting Setanta on his shoulder as he stared menacingly at his opponents.
The one with the Mohawk, Crue could remember his name being Russel, gulped slightly. "Uh, Cardin. Maybe this isn't such a good idea."
"Shut it." Cardin growled. "I've been putting up with this asshole long enough. Time for some revenge."
Crue chuckled at the other end of the arena, having heard everything due to his heritage. "Just so you know…" Crue smiled, grabbing his hurl in both hands. "This Is Gonna Hurt."
[This Is Gonna Hurt – Sixx A.M.]
The buzzer counted down, Crue gripping his hurley tight with a maniacal grin. Each member of the opposing team readied their weapons, Cardin drawing a line across his neck and directing the action at Crue.
"Oh…" The buzzer sounded, and team CRDL ran towards Crue. "This gonna be fun." Crue dashed forward, his hurl outstretched in one hand. Cardin swung his mace back, inadvertently knocking the blonde one backwards.
Crue slipped to the ground, skidding under the swing, and bringing his hurl sideways to knock Cardin's feet out from under him. The larger boy fell, Crue using the opportunity to stand up and slam his hurl into Cardin's gut, sending him crashing to the ground.
He had no room to breathe, as the blue haired one, Sky, slashed at him with his halberd. Crue jumped back, leaving Cardin groaning on the ground as Sky and Dove stood before him, protecting him.
Crue flipped his hurl round, aiming the rifle end at them. Sky's eyes widened, as he leaped out of the way, but Dove raised his own weapon, a longsword with barrels near the hilt. They both shot, Crue running left and Dove running the opposite way.
Crue counted himself lucky Dove had terrible aim. After Crue had shot at Dove's legs, causing him to stumble and fall, he saw Russel preparing to attack. He jumped into the air, and began spinning rapidly. He hit the ground, and darted towards Crue in a spinning ball.
"Piss off Sonic!" Crue exclaimed, as he flipped his hurl round, grabbing it by the handle, and smacking the green haired boy. The hurl made contact, sending Russel flying backwards, past a rising Cardin, who watched as his teammate crashed into the wall.
Cardin looked at Crue, and raised his mace high, slamming it down to the ground, sending a line of explosions towards Crue.
The Faunus' eyes widened, and he jumped sideways to dodge the attack, only to have to bend over backwards to avoid a swing from Sky. Crue changed Setanta into its sword form, and slashed at his opponent.
Sky rotated and swung his halberd, blocking most every attack from Crue. Out of the corner of his, Crue saw Dove rushing towards them, and acted rapidly. He swung, and stuck his sword behind the staff of Sky's weapon.
Confusion flashed on the boy's face, before he was roughly jerked to the side, crashing into his blonde teammate. Now that Crue had a moment to breathe, he changed Setanta back his hurl form and began forming a ball. Dove took this opportunity to dash in, slashing at him.
Crue managed to hold him off, while still pressing his finger down on the trigger. After the Dust ball had fully formed, Crue raised a foot and kicked Dove back, before catching the ball before it fell. He tossed it up in one hand, and looked at his opponents.
He squinted his eyes slightly, calculating something in his head. When he finally nodded, he swung his hurl, connecting with the falling Dust ball. The ball rushed towards Cardin, then bounced off him and hit Sky, then Russel, before finally exploding on Dove.
A cloud of dust appeared on the arena floor, Cardin appearing soon after, jumping high and raising his mace behind his head.
Crue backpedalled away from Cardin, his mace coming down where he was but a second ago. There were no explosions this time, which Crue took the opportunity to dash back in and slash at Cardin with his sword.
Cardin tried to block, but his bulky frame was no match for Crue's speed. As Crue raised his sword to swing once more, he felt a searing pain in his hands. Russel had managed to return to the battle, and shot at Crue, hitting his hand.
Crue hissed in pain, and his weapon fell from his grasp. He only had a split second to realise what just happened, before he felt Cardin's mace connect with his stomach, sending him skyward. Crue spun in the air, before landing on all fours a few metres away from Cardin.
There was silence for a moment, before a small 'clink', echoed through the arena. Crue's glasses had fallen from his face, lying on the ground. Crue slowly stood, and looked at his opponents. The ones that were still standing, Cardin, Russel and Sky, took a step back in fear.
Crue was smiling, and his eyes were filled with intensity. "Well, now I have no weapon. What should I do?" He asked, as he took slow, deliberate steps towards the three. He cracked his knuckles together, and tilted his head slightly.
"Oh! I know…" He dashed forward, towards Russel, who began firing at him wildly. They all missed, flying past Crue or hitting the ground by his feet. "I'M GOING TO BEAT A MOTHERFUCKER!" He tackled into Russel, grabbing his leg.
"WITH ANOTHER MOTHERFUCKER!" He spun with all his strength, heaving Russel from his place and sending him smacking into Cardin's chest. The taller boy grunted and fell backwards, leaving Sky the only one standing.
Sky did not know what to do, he could accidentally hurt his teammate, who was currently screaming bloody murder as he was whipped around in the air. "Sorry Russel!" The navy haired boy yelled, as he slammed his halberd down on Crue.
Crue shoved Russel into his teammate, the two of them losing balance, and Sky's halberd missed completely. The only two left standing now were Crue and Cardin. Crue stared at his feet, and saw his hurl laying there on the ground.
He looked back up to Cardin, and smiled eerily. Cardin glared at Faunus, and readied his mace. Crue kicked up his hurl and caught it, spinning it singlehandedly. There was a beat, and then they both charged.
Cardin pulled his mace back, ready to smack Crue silly. What he, nor anyone watching, expected, was for Crue to throw his weapon skyward. Cardin's eyes followed the weapon in confusion, before realising his mistake.
He looked back down just in time to see a pair of soles aimed at his face. Crue extended his legs rapidly, dropkicking Cardin and sending him sprawling backwards. Crue landed on the ground roughly, his back aching.
"I can't believe that worked…" Crue panted, before sticking a hand out and grabbing his hurl as it fell to Remnant. He jumped up, and swung his hurl round so it would be ready for an attack. He realised the lack of need for it, as every member of team CRDL was currently on the ground in various states of pain.
"And that's the match." Professor Goodwitch said, as she stepped forward into the arena.
"Lucky shot." Cardin groaned out, before falling over completely.
"Well done Mr. Cullen." Goodwitch congratulated, looking at the fallen form of Cardin. "Though, do try not to use your opponents against each other." Crue laughed and rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.
"Thanks Ms. Goodwitch." Crue nodded at the mature blonde.
"Professor." She corrected with a stern glare. "Alright. Now I know that's a tough act to follow, but we have time for one more sparring match." The teacher said, as she altered her scroll. "Any volunteers."
Crue scanned the audience, looking up to where team RWBY were seated. Behind them, he saw Mercury, Emerald and Neo. Neo waved down to him, blowing a kiss in his direction. Crue chuckled and pretended to catch it, placing his hand against his cheek once he did.
He noticed he wasn't wearing his glasses anymore, having forgotten to put them back on after they fell off from Cardin's attack. He noticed them lying a short distance away, and walked over them as Goodwitch waited for a volunteer.
He grabbed them, and then froze just before he put them on. "I'll do it." He heard a voice say. He turned to see Mercury holding his hand up high.
"Mercury, was it?" Goodwitch asked, somewhat miffed at the fact Blake got out of sparring. "Very well, let's find you an opponent."
"Actually," Mercury began, causing Crue to groan inwardly. "Oh fuck. This is gonna be where he finds out Pyrrha's semblance." "I wanna fight… him." He pointed a finger, and Crue felt himself tense up.
He met Mercury's eyes beneath his glasses, and saw the accusing finger pointed in his direction. Neo and Emerald both glared up at him, for different reasons, but Mercury kept his hand raised. "Me?" Crue dared.
"I'm afraid Mr. Cullen has just finished a match. I recommend you choose another partner." Goodwitch frowned at Mercury. Crue had opposing thoughts in his head. "If I don't let him, he could choose Pyrrha. If I let him fight me… wait. What could go wrong if it was me?"
"No. It's fine." Crue said, waving Goodwitch down. "It's only fair we let the ones from different schools fight as well." He turned back to Mercury, and glared at him. Mercury returned the glare, walking down to the arena.
He casually strolled in, the action annoying Crue. He entered the arena, walking over so that there was a fair distance between him and Crue. There was no countdown for this match, it would all depend on who ever made the first move.
"Prior warning." Crue said, forming a ball of Dust with his hurl. Mercury raised his arms in a boxing position, but raised an eyebrow all the same.
"I'm dangerous."
[Dangerous – Royal Deluxe]
Mercury dashed forward, Crue doing the same, tossing the ball into the air. Mercury slammed his front foot down, and spun, raising his other one high. Crue used the flat part of his hurl to block it, then moved it so Mercury would be sent off balance.
While one of his opponents legs were still in the air, Crue kneeled down and slashed at Mercury's foot. The boy fell over, and Crue raised his hurl high. Before he could slam it down on Mercury, he spun round and flipped away from Crue.
Crue watched as the boy skid to a halt, and held his hand out, catching the Dust ball he had thrown earlier. Crue threw it up and brought his hurl back. He swung, but at the last moment angled his hurl downwards.
The ball flew towards Mercury and exploded at his feet, blasting the boy back a bit. From the cloud of dust the explosion caused, Crue rushed out of it with Setanta in its sword form. He swung at Mercury, who brought a foot up to deflect it.
He brought that foot down, and then raised his other to kick Crue. Crue raised his left arm, feeling the cool metal of his armour hidden beneath his shirt. Mercury's foot made contact with Crue's arm, and a frown crossed the grey haired boys face.
Crue spun his wrist round, grabbing onto Mercury's boot. Mercury's grey eyes widened, as he was jerked towards Crue, and then sent flying back when Crue punched him with his right hand, his hurl also being held in the same fist.
Mercury skid to a halt, frowning at Crue, before nodding his head in a 'not bad' fashion, giving a "Hmph." Of annoyance.
…
"Hey, your friends doing pretty good." Ruby complimented, turning round to look at Emerald and Polly. They both smiled awkwardly. Once the girl had turned back round, their expressions turned into a grimace, glancing at one another.
"Why is he going after Crue?" Emerald whispered to Neo. "He was supposed to fight Nikos." Neo took out her scroll, typing for a moment. She handed to screen to her companion, who looked at it strangely.
"Why's he jealous?" Emerald whispered, the petite girl gesturing for her scroll back. She closed out of her typing application, and opened her gallery. When she found the picture she was looking for, she handed the scroll to Emerald, who almost dropped it in surprise.
"Normally I'd be disgusted." Emerald said. "But honestly, I'm disappointed." The picture was something that Mercury had sent to Neo, and was by no means as impressive of Crue. "Jeez. That's like…" She began counting on her fingers. "What, four inches?"
Neo nodded with a smirk, then took her scroll back and began typing again. She held her scroll up to Emerald, who made a slightly curious expression. She shook her head, the expression vanishing. "No. I don't want to see Crue's."
Neo shrugged, as if to say 'Your loss', and turned back to the battle.
…
Mercury slammed a foot down on Crue, only for it to be halted by Crue holding his hurl horizontally above his head. Crue pushed forward, sending Mercury spiralling back. Once Mercury had righted himself, he looked to see Crue forming another Dust ball.
Mercury ran forward, as Crue threw the ball high. Mercury kicked his feet in rapid succession, getting more and more annoyed every times Crue blocked the attacks. "You know…" Mercury grunted out, still rapidly attacking him. "Not many people still stand after this."
"Whatever you say, peglegs." Crue muttered. Mercury missed a kick out of shock, and that mistake proved fatal. Crue slammed his hurl into Mercury's side, sending him careening into a wall. Just as Mercury was about to fix himself, he was sent further into the wall by Crue hitting his Dust ball at him.
A buzzer sounded, and Goodwitch spoke. "Crue Cullen is the victor of the match." Crue smirked, raising his hurl high to applause from team RWBY and JNPR. Neo clapped loudly as well, but was cut off by a stare from Emerald.
Crue swung his hurl once, and rested it on his back, where he had implemented a navy, magnetic plate, similar to what Blake had to holster her weapon. Crue walked out of the arena, catching up with RWBY as they exited.
He passed by Emerald and Neo, the latter winking at him. Crue nodded back with a smirk, and exited the building Mercury showing up after him. "I. Hate. Him." He said through gritted teeth.
"Whatever, Mr. Four." Emerald sniggered, walking away from the male, Neo following after her. Mercury looked confused for a moment, before realising what the name implied.
"IT'S A GROWER!" He yelled, sprinting after them.
…
"Hey, Blake!" Sun called, running after the girl and tapping her shoulder lightly. "You, uh, you doing ok?"
"I'm fine." Blake replied, obviously not fine, if the bags under her eyes were anything to go by. Sun coughed into his hand lightly, and began to speak.
"So I hear there's this dance going on this weekend. Ah, pft, sounds pretty lame but, you and me, I'm thinking, not as lame. Huh?" Sun told his fellow Faunus, Blake squinting her eyes lightly at the blonde.
"What?" Blake said, in an almost joking tone.
"The dance!" Sun clarified. "This weekend! You wanna go or what?"
"I don't have time for a stupid dance." Blake told him, turning away from Sun. "I thought you of all people would get that."
Sun looked visibly hurt from her words, and Crue felt some pity for the boy. Crue frowned, walking over to the boy and placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Don't worry dude, she'll come round." Crue told him. Sun looked up at him with a frown.
"Yeah. To you maybe." Sun said, pushing Crue's hand off him.
"The fuck are you on about?" Crue asked, seeing the other members of RWBY depart after Blake. "I don't want anything like that with Blake." Sun looked at him, visibly confused. "You're more likely to lose her to Yang if anything."
"You seriously don't want to date her?" Sun asked, trying to stare Crue in the eye.
"I don't want to date her. I've already got a girlfriend anyway." He shrugged, feeling a slight pang in his heart. "She'll come around by the dance. Promise." Sun sighed in relief, before grabbing Crue in a single armed headlock.
"I had the wrong impression of you Wolfy." He said, rubbing his fist between Crue's ears.
"I still bite." Crue warned, grabbing Sun by the arm and reversing their positions, putting Sun in a chokehold.
"Oi! What're you doing to our leader ya tosser!" Crue looked up in confusion.
"Gavin?" Crue saw a hook hurtling towards him, and was in such a state of confusion he forgot to dodge. "Shit!" Crue cried, as the hook made contact, sending Crue onto his back.
"Woah! Scarlet! It's cool dude! He's cool!" Crue heard Sun yelling. He groaned as he sat up, rubbing where the hook made contact. Crue looked up, seeing a red haired teenager with a complete undercut.
The boy had several red markings around his left, green eye. "Sorry then. You alright there chap?"
"I FUCKIGN FORGOT SCARLET WAS VOICED BY GAVIN!" Crue exclaimed within his mind. "Yeah. Fine." Crue said, standing up.
"This is too fucking weird. I can't fucking- I just- no." Crue dusted off his shirt, and stared at Scarlet. "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go and try get your leader a date for the dance." Crue walked off, screaming internally.
"Every fucking day, I just get more reminders of the fact I'm not meant to be here. And what the fuck is the thing with Neo. How am I supposed to date her when she's against me- wait. No, she's on my side now. And it's not like I mind having a girlfriend..."
Crue sighed, making his way to team RWBY's dorm, only to decide at the last moment to go up the wall, rather than the door. "Why me? What did I do to deserve this?" Crue stopped halfway up the wall.
"Ok, I may have done some stuff, but nothing to warrant being sent to a whole 'nother world." Crue saw the window was open, and listened to what was being said. "I think this is a colossal waste of time."
Crue gained a confused look, then heard a door slam shut. He popped his head over the window sill, seeing Ruby, Weiss and Yang all looking down. "Did I come at a bad time?" He asked, causing them all to jump.
"No." Weiss said, a hand resting on her heart. "And can you please stop scaring us!" Crue gave her a shrug, and entered the room, sitting on the bookcase in front of the window. Before he could speak, there was a knocking at the door.
Weiss got up to answer it, and immediately regretted it. A guitar began playing, shortly followed by someone singing. "~Weeeiissss~" Jaune strummed his guitar, ending it with a riff, winking at the heiress.
Weiss responded by closing the door in his face. Crue, meanwhile, had his head in his hands. "Jesus fucking, I forgot about that." Jaune's voice came through from the other side of the door.
"Oh come on." He pleaded, knocking on the door. Weiss brought her palm to her face in annoyance. "I promise not to sing." Weiss sighed, before opening the door. "~I lied~"
"~Weiss Schnee, will you accompany me, to the dance on…." Jaune looked to the sky for a moment, trying to remember. "Sunday~"
"Are you done?" Weiss asked.
"Yes?" Jaune said hopefully.
"No." Weiss said, closing the door. She turned round to stare at her teammates and Crue. "What?"
"And that, is why they call you the Ice Queen." Yang said, Ruby looking to her, before falling over.
Crue hopped up from his place on the bookshelf, helping Ruby up. "All my life boys have only cared about the perks of my last name."
"Jaune doesn't." Crue said automatically, before putting a hand against his mouth. Weiss looked at him inquisitively, and slightly annoyed. Crue sighed, but spoke. "I asked him what he saw in you, no offence," "Some taken." "And your name wasn't there. He didn't even know your name when he first met you apparently."
Weiss looked slightly taken aback, and said nothing for a few seconds. "Oh shit. Did I just enable White Knight?" "It doesn't matter. I already have a date in mind." Crue sighed in relief. "Oh yeah, Neptune. Good luck with that."
"Date or no date, none of this will matter if Blake can't go." Ruby said sadly, the room falling into silence.
"Well, we know one person who has a date already." Yang said, wiggling her eyebrows, and trying to lighten the mood. Everyone else stared at Yang confusedly. The buxom brawler sighed in annoyance.
"Crue! Duh!" Weiss and Ruby's eyes both widened as they turned to stare at the Faunus, who shrunk slightly.
"Oh. Yeah. You see the thing about that is-" Crue did not finish his sentence, instead turning around and preparing to jump out the window.
"GRAB HIM!" Yang exclaimed, latching onto the boys foot. Weiss and Ruby both followed the instructions, dragging Crue back into the room.
"No! Don't!" Crue cried, as he clawed at the carpet. There was a lot of grabbing and pulling, and Crue was afraid something would be pulled down.
"We'll beat it out of him!" Yang said, jumping high and angling her elbow down, at the same moment Weiss and Ruby flipped Crue round. Crue's eyes widened in fear as he saw Yang above him, and what her elbow was inadvertently pointed at.
"WATCH THE-" "Oops." "-Why…"
…
"And finally, Crue Cullen." Emerald read out. In the dorm of team CMET(Comet), Emerald, Cinder and Mercury were discussing their plans. As soon as the Faunus' name was brought up, Mercury dropped his comic with a scowl, and began doing push ups.
"Ah, yes." Cinder frowned. "What is it they're calling him? The 'Unwavering Wolf'." The nickname had apparently formed due to the Faunus fighting whoever he was against without hesitation.
"Unwavering is right." Emerald said. "He went up against a whole team, and nothing." She thought for a moment. "Well, he did choke on his drink, but I think that was out of surprise."
Cinder nodded, taking in the information, and also noticing that Mercury had yet to say anything. "Mercury," She said, the boy flinching lightly. "Please, give your opinion on our dear friend Crue."
"He's smart. He can use the terrain to his advantage. He used that, ball thing or whatever thrice, once to hit me from behind. He bounced it off the wall, and I thought he missed. Then, it hit me in the back." Mercury told her, an annoyed tone in his voice.
"I didn't see that." Emerald instantly said.
"No. You didn't. Because you were too busy talking to Neo." Mercury spat.
"Oh yeah, about Mr. Tiny." Emerald laughed, ignoring Mercury's outburst. "But he's right, in the fight before, he hit it off every team member."
Cinder frowned lightly at Mercury, not missing the absence of the second time the Faunus apparently used this, ball. "And what of the third time?" She questioned. Mercury did not answer, instead going back to doing push ups. "Mercury."
Her voice warned Mercury of intense pain should he not reply. "He caught me off guard." Cinder continued staring at him, her amber eyes boring into his head. "He said something that surprised me, ok?"
Cinder was partially shocked at the tone of voice Mercury used. The boy was not smart, but he knew his place. "What did he say?" She did not leave room for a disagreement.
Mercury sat up, wrapping his arms around his knees. "He called me peglegs." Emerald snorted lightly, but Cinder glared at Mercury.
"You lost, because of a simple insult?" She seethed. Mercury sighed and shook his head.
"You don't get it." Cinder felt her temperature flair, but Mercury continued on. "He called me peglegs." He tapped his feet, the metal prosthetics producing an odd sound. Cinder realised what he meant, her amber eyes widening. "How did he know?"
"So, he knew about your legs. And from what you say, he also knew about the plan to kill the bookstore owner. Which has failed now, seeing as he is out of the Kingdom." She glared at the two, who both withered under the gaze.
"Add that to what he said to me in the hallway…" She muttered. Emerald and Mercury shot each other a confused glance, Cinder not realising she had said that louder than intended. When she saw her two lackeys looking at her expectantly, she sighed.
"In the hallway, where we first met him, he told me: "Stay out of trouble now, won't you, Cinder?". How did he know my name?" Emerald and Mercury stared at each other, trying to think of an answer to the question.
Then, much to their horror, Cinder giggled. "Yes. He is interesting. Add him to the list." Emerald nodded, inputting Crue's name on her scroll.
"I'm certain you could take him." Mercury said. "Unless he says something that throws you off."
"Nothing, throws me off, Mercury." She shot the boy a glare. "But I will take care of him. In due time."
Mercury sighed lightly, lying back on the ground. "But I hate waiting." He complained.
Cinder smiled, holding up a needle that she was using to sow a garment with. "Don't worry Mercury," She said, in a faux caring voice. "We have a fun weekend ahead of us."
And the plot thickens. And so does Mercury's hatred for Crue. Crue managed to beat Mercury, and didn't even have to use his semblance. Man, is that OP or what. *coughs awkwardly* So yes, there was no smut this chapter, but there was implied smut. And isn't that really the same thing?
No? Ok then.
And apparently, Neo Polly is Crue's girlfriend. Wonder how that will turn out. Only time and I will tell. So, hope you liked my music choices, if you did, or just liked the story in general, leave a comment, and as always
Until Next Time
-Friday