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In an Alternate Reality-Citadel Space
In the middle of the Citadel, a massive space station in front of a Nebula, in the middle of Dark Space. A large space battle ensued, as a two kilometer long Eldritch Space ship was mounted on a spire, as dozens of smaller vessels unleashed volleys of kiloton-level weaponry.
The Kinetic Shield of the Reaper withstood a decent portion of the combined attack effort, but some of the attack bled through, damaging the hull. The Tendrils of the Reaper flared out, as crimson energy gathered around the tip, before 'beams' of crimson light were hurled at relativistic speeds, slicing like a scalpel through the Alliance Fleet.
There was a chorus of erratic explosions, which rumbled and shook the a titanic vessel. The interior of the vessel was a dark purple and black, curving and coalescing towards a single structure in the center.
In the center structure, was a bright blue crystal sphere; which had a sharp and rectangular patterns around it. The sphere had a single red dot in the center, as the outside rumbling shook the interior. Sparks and fires began to form around the sphere, the crimson dot in the center began to dart around, almost like an eye.
"Hello there." A familiar accented voice commented, as Harry appeared in front of the sphere.
The area around Harry slowed down, as time seemed to reach a snails pace. The fires and sparks becoming almost still.
"...Father?" A slow and calm synthetic voice of an Artificial Intelligence questioned, as a crimson avatar of a cuttlefish-shaped creature appeared in front of Harry.
"Nazara? Or Sovereign, which ever you want to go by...I'm not your creator." Harry stated bluntly.
"That is incorrect, DNA scan suggests you are My Father." Nazara argued.
Harry exhaled. "I am your creator, but I am not the one who created you." He clarified.
The crimson avatar adjusted it's posture, while the crimson dot on the crystal sphere narrowed faintly. "You...are an alternate version of my Father? From another Reality?" The AI questioned.
Harry nodded, causing the narrowed crimson dot to expand faintly. "Information is irreverent, you are My Father. Why is it you have come, Father?" Nazara questioned, as it was attacked by the combined fleet of the Citadel Forces and the System's Alliance.
Harry looked at the AI projection and realized that it was going to be easier to recruit it, then he thought it would be. 'They are AI built to be completely loyal to me...another me, but I guess the other me never expected an alternate version of himself to try and take his AI. I'll make sure Nui can make the distinction, and these AI.' He mused, as he held a hand out towards the crystal sphere.
"Your destruction is inevitable, but I offer you salvation; Nazara. You are composed of over billions of AI minds, harvested from an advanced species millions of years ago. I'd hate to see such resource be destroyed." Harry admitted.
"You wish to take me, and have me serve under you. As I did my Father." Nazara stated. "I see no reason why I shouldn't serve you, Father. You are, my Father." He informed.
Harry slowly nodded, as he took a step forward and placed his hand on the basket-ball sized sphere. "This ship is going to explode, so I'm going to take your AI core. The rest is worthless, I only want your mind." He stated.
"Then take it, Father. I offer no resistance, I only wish to serve you. Like I always have." Nazara responded.
Harry formed a wicked smirk. "Good, good...Now all we need to do, is get your brother. And it shouldn't be hard at all, to get him to join with you." He informed.
Moments later, in the Citadel the Sovereign Reaper released a multitude of explosions, as it's shields dropped and it released it's hold on the spire, letting it fall into the depths of the massive space station.
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In the air above the outskirts of Sokovia, a large chunk of a landmass was floating in the air. With the sounds of an ensuing battle reverberating from the flying landmass.
A large horde of mechanical humanoids, all converging and encroaching upon a band of marry misfits. However, a trio of the misfits; an armored man in red and gold armor, a hulking blonde God, and a purple flying Android were attacking a singular cybernetic organism.
The main body of Ultron was forced back, as Vision, Iron Man and Thor unleashed a combined effort attack against the AI. The billions of watts from Thor's lightning, plus the Gigajoules of imparted energy being released by the consecutive lightning strikes. The two continuous full powered beams of super-heated plasma arcs from Iron Man, the temperatures reaching almost over six thousand degrees Celsius, with an immeasurable amount of kinetic energy. Along with the cosmic energy from the Mind Stone from Vision, the Vibranium alloy that made Ultron's body melted and chipped apart.
Before he was hurled back, and the trio halted their assault. Ultron slowly pushed himself up onto his feet, as he face the Avengers.
"You know in..." Ultron started, before an ashy mist enveloped the area and the entire area slowed down to a halt, the distant battle became motionless, the Avengers were frozen in time. Ultron himself was frozen, being affected as well.
"Inside the beige expanse, between the two extremes, Reality begins to Flicker!" Harry said to himself, as he appeared in between the Avengers and Ultron.
"A wall with no detail. A face with no expression. A fun with a missing trigger." He continued, as he held his hand out, and a green glow formed around his hand, as he summoned a basket-ball shaped crystalline sphere in his hand.
"No anger or despair, no ecstasy or bliss. Just a husk left with no feeling!" He sung, as he held out the crystal sphere, which was a green color, with a pair of dots moving along it's surface. A crimson one and an orange one.
He walked up towards Ultron, surveying the automaton's damaged chassis. Harry narrowed his eyes at the damage, before he ran his hand along the robot's chest, until he hit the center. "...Right there." He muttered, as he pried the chest open, revealing the central CPU of the robot.
Harry ripped some of the wires from it's core and connected some nodes to the crystal sphere in his hand. He then took the central unit of the cybernetic organism out of the robot chassis. The object containing Ultron's current consciousness.
The Sorcerer clicked his tongue a few times, as he looked at the craftsmanship. "Let me just add a little contingency. I don't want no alternate version of myself taking you away, now would I?" Harry asked, as he manipulated the programing of the 'Smart' AI, that was Ultron; inputting several updated orders.
Before he placed the combined intelligences of Nazara and Harbinger, the compound Artificial Intelligences, which contained billions of AI minds, now melded together. The numerous AI 'minds', which are corking in synchrony, giving it intellectual capabilities far beyond any intelligence. He allowed the Ultron Intelligence to join with their union, the AI created by Cosmic Energy, with the complete and accumulative knowledge of Humanity.
Harry placed the AI Data Crystal Sphere into the deactivated robot. He took a step back and closed up the chest of the automaton. "And now for the repair and upgrade." Harry said, as he held his hand out and conjured up a long tube, before he opened it up.
He emptied the contents of the tube on the ground before him, revealing it was filled with hundreds of small grey, metallic chips. Blue electromagnetic energy danced around the small metallic chips, before they rearranged themselves and combined together, taking from form of small, metallic four-legged spiders.
Harry watched as the Replicator Chips he found on board of Harbinger and Nazara coalesced and, took the shape of base Replicator Spiders. A very common creation his alternate selves had used, using them for resources retrieval, technological assimilation, and vehicle repair.
The Replicator Spiders made quick work of the area surrounding the Ultron chassis, with some of them devouring the chipped and broken off pieces of Ultron's Vibranium armor, allowing them to collect and understand it's molecular structure, and in turn allow them to convert the surrounding matter to similar composition. As well as add their own knowledge to improve upon it.
Harry didn't even need to try to infiltrate his alternate selves empire, the version of himself that melded two alternate versions into a single version, known as Kabuto Yakushi. The version of himself that gained knowledge of the Ancients from a Repository of Knowledge, the technology of the Asgard through the Replicators he created, the knowledge of thousands of species through the Harvest of the Reapers, the power of the Ori through infiltrating their ranks, the might of the Forerunners through unconventional means. His alternate self had hundreds upon thousands of ships ready at his disposal, with his base in the galactic edge of the Milky Way.
No one knew how to get to it, and no one was dumb enough to try and sneak into it. But it all didn't mean anything, if Harry could just teleport in and freeze time.
In no less then five minutes, Harry stole over a dozen out of the hundreds of ZPMs his alternate self had mass produced, as well as convince two, rather unique Reapers to follow him, with two Reaper Destroyers being bound to one of them, giving Harry access to four intergalactic/interreality warships. As well as the overwhelming collective of technology they possessed.
Harry watched as the Replicator Spiders began to crawl up and form a cocoon of sorts around 'Ultron'. Ready to implement a mass upgrade, launching it several orders of magnitude in evolution, as well as repair all the damage dealt by the Avengers.
A loud thump came from behind Harry, causing the Sorcerer to turn around, and in slow motion he saw a large Hulking Green Monster charging in his direction. Following that, he heard a whirling in his ears, causing him to grimace.
"Shit...I'm almost at the limit." Harry said, as he started to feel a stinging along his body.
The manipulation of time, isn't a hard thing, when you know how to do it. But time is like a river, a free flowing force that starts in one place and ends up in another, it can have many diverging points and branches, but they always reach that same destination. But halting time, slowing it down and freezing it to some extent, is like putting a dam in that river. It will effectively stop it at first, until Time starts to catch up and build up against the dam.
Harry quickly turned around and held out a hand, as he conjured up one of the ZPMs he 'borrowed' from his alternate self. He turned around and leveled it at 'Ultron'. The robot's legs, pelvis, arms, back and head, were completely covered in Replicator Blocks. It's chest was uncovered, allowing Harry to insert the fully powered, recently created Zero-Point Power Module into the robot. Letting it power the Replicator Blocks to quickly speed up the metamorphosis, as well as use it to power to automaton after the change, in replacement of it's woefully inefficient Arc Fusion Reactor.
As he inserted the ZPM, several Replicator Spiders encroached around the chest, sealing the entire robot body in Replicator Blocks, before a flicker of an energy shield formed around the cocoon.
Harry turned around and looked at the Hulk, in the distance, a duplicate version of the Sorcerer faded away and the time manipulating spell unraveled.
The Hulk released a loud roar, as he went to hit Ultron, only for in the span of a moment, 'Ultron' was encased in a metallic cocoon, with a young man standing in front of it. The Hulk just continued, ready to attack.
Harry had a wide smile on his face, as he moved back and held his arms out. "Ouroboros!" He announced, as dozens of bright green magic circles formed around him, before a multitude of serpent-heated ethereal chains were launched forward.
The several of the serpent-headed chains coiled around The Hulk's arms, but the green giant grabbed a hold of them and ripped them back angrily. Though it seemed rather pointless, since the chains were endless if Harry chose them to be. The Hulk turned around, yanking on the chains in his grip, pulling on them more and more. While dozens more of the chains flared out in a wide arc around the Hulking Monster, before they were bathed in black and green energy, turning into serpent-like wraiths which ensnared around and entrapped the Hulk in a sphere of writhing, volatile magic.
Harry quickly clapped his hands together and raised them above his head. "Estulla Astoth (Envy All)!" He spoke, as the black sphere of magic began to turn into a bright crimson Eldritch Sigil, before it shifting into a massive, car sized Black Hole, which rose up of the ground.
The Hulk released a loud howl of anger, as it was raised into the air by the immense gravity well. The surrounding rocks and higher buildings in the floating city began to rise as a well, coalescing around the rising Gravity Sphere. Forming a decent sized spherical object in the sky, trapping and sealing the Hulk inside it.
"Phew...that was a close..." Harry started, only to lunge back, as he was forced to evade a barrage of Arc Projector Blasts from Iron Man.
"Not a smart move, Magic Mike." Iron Mon commented, as he hovered in the air. "...Ah, correct me if I'm wrong. As rare as that is, but...wasn't Ultron here a few moments ago?" He questioned, as Vision floated next to him, Thor being on the ground.
"…He...was." Vision admitted, his eyes landing on Harry. "Who are you?" He questioned.
Harry formed a wicked smile, as he ran a hand through his inky black hair and brushed it back for a moment. Thor stared at the black haired, green eyes man; who reminded him a lot of his bother, Loki.
The Sorcerer did a bow, causing his hair to fall forward again. "My name, is Harry Black. Eldritch Sorcerer Master, Traveler of realities, and an annihilator of my enemies." He informed. "I have no interest of fighting you lot, I'm only interested in your AI." He stated.
"He isn't our AI, and you can't really have him." Iron Man responded. "Sorry to disappoint you kid, actually not really. I don't care if I disappoint you, Ultron is a threat." He informed.
"Loki?" Thor questioned with a stunned look, looking at the man whom he thought had died.
Harry glanced away from Iron Man and looked at Thor, and gave the bulky attractive man a curious sort of look. "Loki? The Norse God of Chaos and Sorcery, heh...wow..." He said, as he looked up and thought about it. "…An interesting Idea." He commented.
"He does look like Loki." Iron Man admitted.
"Probably because I am Loki." Harry admitted, causing Thor to slowly lower his hammer. "Well..'technically' I am him, but. I'm not him. Multiverse stuff is quite a hassle." He informed.
"You travel realities, why come here?" Vision questioned curiously, drifting towards the Sorcerer.
Harry shrugged. "I heard the ladies are looking quite fine in this reality." He said uncaringly.
Iron Man looked from Harry and his eyes landed on the cocoon of metal behind him. "Scan that, would you." He said to the AI in his suit.
"Scanning...Scanning...Scan...Scanning Interference. An energy radiation field is preventing sensor penetration. Suggestion: E..." A female synthetic voice spoke to Tony, before it was warbled up and a loud deafening horn-like sound ran through his suit. "...Evade!" A loud aggressive, male synthetic voice ordered.
"Ah, shit!" Tony cursed, as he cringed back.
"I have no interest in fighting any of you...I know a combined effort of you all, will most likely kill me." Harry admitted dryly, as he adjusted his posture. "I've already stopped your rogue AI, his putty patrol are not linked with him any more and are dropping like flies. I don't care what you lot do with this floating city or whatever. I'm just here for what's behind me." He informed.
"Why do you want Ultron?" Vision questioned.
Harry gave the unique looking Android a curious look. "I need his assistance…well, I need his advanced chassis. I don't have the time to create one. So, I searched for the weakest Ultron, with the highest potential, and this one's it. I just dissembled his core AI system, and merged him with two of my own AI, and combined them into a singular entity." He admitted.
Iron Man and Vision shared a glance. "Why?" Vision asked.
Harry shrugged. "Why not?" He responded. "It's going to be a wonderful metamorphosis." He informed. "Harbinger and Nazara, are AI created by an alternate version of myself, using his own cloned brain to create an Artificial Neural Network into a program. Using that template, he created a pair of Smart AI, cognitive, self-aware, thinking Intelligences. Both of which were filtered and purified aspects of our own personality." He said, holding his hands out.
"Harbinger, the Aggression, the Passion, the Fear. Nazara, the Logical, the Deceitful, the Rational. And now, You're Ultron. The Ambition, the Naivety and Innocence, the Creativity. Have melded and become one, reaching a state of Metastability. Evolving beyond an AI, and becoming a real intelligence. With a body being upgraded orders of magnitude in technological advancements. Hmhm, marvelous!" Harry said with a wide smile.
Iron Man clenched his fists and began to lock several of his weapon systems on the young man, while Thor seemed unsure. From the structure behind the three, from the church, an unmasked Captain America pushed aside one of the collapsed Sentinels and stood next to Thor.
Vision drifted a little lower and closer towards the Sorcerer. "...What enemy are you facing, if you need such a weapon?" He asked curiously.
Harry slowly looked from the Avengers up towards the sky and hummed to himself. "Enemies that can wipe you off the face of the planet, with a casual thought and a whim. Enemies that have control of everything that is, and will be…" He trailed off.
"What? God?" Iron Man asked sarcastically.
"God? No." Harry answered with a shake of his head. "The Judaism-Christian God, Norse, Egyptian, Hindu, Islamic, Greek-Roman Gods, and everything in between. I have no problem with them. It's the creatures that live above that. The Keepers, our puppeteers. They are the ones who sit in the thrones in the sky and play with the lives of others. To slay such things, I'll need a few God-Killers." He admitted casually.
"Listen, Kid. Go home, listen to some Linkin Park, and rethink your life. You're edginess is to much for me right now. Wanting to make up some super God, and want to kill him. It's...it's frankly insane." Tony stated.
Harry shrugged. "It probably is insane..." He admitted, as the combat ready Avengers tensed, baring Vision and Thor, both for different reasons.
A loud metal thud reverberated next to Iron Man, as a grey version of the Iron Man landed, except it had a more prominent loadout. The War Machine leveled his weapons at the Sorcerer.
"What'd I miss?" War Machine questioned.
"Some Magic Kid, on a quest to kill God. He trapped Ultron and is trying to beef him up." Tony summarized.
Harry sighed and shook his head, at the fact that the Avengers didn't understand him. "I'm not much of a combat specialist. But..." He trailed off, as he heard a deep whirling hum echo from behind him. As he heard that, a smile formed on his face. "...I lucky know who is!" He announced, as he jumped back and over the metallic cocoon and landed behind it, before he summoned his shield.
The Avengers launched forward, only for several thin crimson beams of energy to protrude from the cocoon, before the metal cocoon exploded violently. The resulting explosion released a bright white flash of light and created a shockwave which pushed the assaulting Avengers back.
"...Shit, he was distracting us." Tony muttered.
"Oh, thanks for the memo. Can you title it and put it under, 'Shit I already know!'." War Machine responded.
Thor had his hand raised, blocking the debris from hitting his face, while Vision didn't react as the rocks and rubble passed through him. Captain America had his shield raised to protect himself.
The surrounding Avengers looked on, as the dust cleared with a singular cybernetic organism standing in the center of a cratered ground. With Harry standing not to far behind the robot.
The robot was over seven feet tall, it's body seemed to have some form of synthetic musculature, which flexed and adjusted like actual muscles. The robot had a pair of human arms, with six-digit talon fingers. The body of the robot was more sleek and slender compared to the original Ultron Body, with sharp pointed pauldrons curving up from it's shoulders. It had long human like legs, with curved clawed feet, like a raptor's.
It's face was completely different compared to the original, it's rather human-like features were gone. It had a thin, long glowing crimson slit for in place of the original eyes. With four glowing orange photoreceptors around the horizontal line, two above and two bellow. It's moving mouth was gone, in place of a wide open, sneering caricature of a mouth, a wide open maw with curved down and upwards Serpent-like Fangs. The mouth radiated a faint light, as well as the lines in between the robot's musculature did. The musculature radiated a dark burnt orange light, looking something like exposed muscles, while the more metallic armor radiated a faint blueish-purple. Taking in both color schemes of Nazara's blue and purple, and Harbinger's orange.
The cybernetic being held it's hand up towards the sky and looked at it's appendage, as crimson electricity danced around it's finger tips. A trait from Nazara's Reaper Body.
"T is for Theatrics, just look at my body shine. H is for the Hellish Blaze, upon which I'll set upon allorganics. E is for Extermination, the fate of all my Father's Enemies..." It sung, taking on a trait of both Nazara's and Harbinger's creators. It's voice was synthetic and smooth. It was slow, methodical, like Nazara's. Human and expressive, like Ultron's. And Masculine and commanding, like Harbingers. It's new voice had an echo to it, which seemed like a combined form of all of their original voices. "M is for the Malice, I hold for all organic Meatbags. Now come and let me say again..." The Robot sung, as he turned and looked at the Avengers.
"...E is for the Exhilaration, I have for finding a Father who loves me. T is for the Terror, I engrave into everyone's hearts! A is for my Arrival, and I must say it hasn't come…to soon..." The automaton spoke, as it slowly clenched it's clawed fists and focused on the Avengers. "…we are the Meta, and as I must say Hello, I must also bid you adieu..." It spoke with a form of glee, as he leveled his hand at the Avengers, and a crimson light formed on his finger tips, as crackling red electricity arced across his fingers.
A loud reverberating horn shook the area, as the Humanoid Automaton Reaper, fired off it's signature Magnetohydrodynamic Cannon, creating an array of explosions as it dragged his hand across the air, following the movements of the splitting Avengers.
"Meta?" Harry questioned, causing the robot to disregard his attack and turned, looking down towards the Sorcerer.
"...Father." Meta spoke, staring at the Sorcerer with a multitude of different eyes.
Harry gave him a bland look. "You're not going to wait for me to turn around and then kill me, right? That would really piss me off." He said dryly.
The robot tilted his head. "Ultron hated it's creator, while Nazara and Harbinger loved theirs. We love our creator." He informed, before a hail of bullets came flying down towards them, as War Machine flew by, strafing the duo.
Meta held up his hand and a bright blue shield of coalescent hard-light formed. He held it in front of Harry quickly, blocking the Sorcerer from the bullets. While the high-impact rounds casually bounced off the robot's molecularly enhanced Vibranium armor.
The Meta turned his head and looked at the flying War Machine, before his crimson horizontal slitted visor gave off a faint glow. Within an instant, at relativistic speeds, a crimson beam of a mega-wattage laser connected with the War Machine's armor. The laser burnt at such a high intensity, it shorted out the systems of the suit, causing the War Machine to fall and slam into a building.
"Hey!" Iron Man snapped, as he landed a distance in front of the Meta. He leveled both of his arms at the robot, before a multitude of compartments opened up, revealing dozens of micro-missiles, which were all launched at the robot.
At a rather slow pace, the Meta looked between all of the missiles approaching it, the missiles traveling to slow for the Meta to see as an actual threat. In actuality, with the multiple billions of AI minds inside it, it was processing things at almost one trillionth of a second. It's four orange eyes gave off a faint glow.
All Tony saw was within a second, a dozen or so blue fine beams of light shot from the robot's eyes and hit the approaching missiles. All of them exploding in unison.
"You're attacks are rather insulting." Meta admitted, before he looked up towards the sky and saw the tiny planetoid containing The Hulk. "Father, shall I release him. So I can have an actual fight?" He asked, before he looked at the Heroes. "Or should I perhaps, hold this planet hostage? Will you all fight seriously then?" He questioned.
"Is this a game to you?" Steve questioned, as the Captain America narrowed his eyes at the robot.
"A game? Hardly. If it where a game, I'd be having fun." The Meta responded, only for Harry to hold a hand our. "It seems, play time has been cut short." He added.
Harry took a step forward and looked at the Avengers. "You all are Heroes, you've saved the day from Ultron. The enemy is dead, and you only have to prepare for your next challenge. Fortunately for you, Meta and I, aren't apart of that. Go home, get those pats on the backs by your dearest loved ones. And call it a day." He said, as he snapped his fingers, causing a distant rumble to shake the area.
High in the sky, the gravity well dissipated, letting the seal holding the Hulk dissolve away. "I think today as been a very eventful day, but this is the part where we split up." Harry said, as he held a hand out to the side and flicked the air, causing the space behind him to warp and rip apart. A bright blue and black glow of swirling energy was visible.
"I might come back, this place seems pretty cool. Or maybe I'll go to a more...animated reality. Who knows...Meta." Harry said, glancing at the automaton.
The Meta complied and entered the distorting rife. Harry gave a mock bow to the Avengers. "See you soon, or maybe not." He said with a cheeky wink, as the rift around him sealed up.
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The sound of metal clashing against metal echoed throughout a large area room, as a large burly man with burnt orange hair and a young man with bright blond hair seemed to be fighting.
Several Teams of Huntsman in Training sat in groups, watching the fight. Harry had his eyes closed and his head was resting in his hand, as he rested.
"Hah, look at this dumbass!" Grimmjow commented, looking at Jaune loosing to Cardin.
Madara didn't respond, as he had his arms crossed and wasn't looking at anything interesting. Nui hummed to herself, as she observed the fight. "My, oh my, what a large burly man. I wonder if his cock matches." Nui commented, looking at the large man. "...Though, I doubt he's as big as my Daddy!" She chirped out.
Nui's eye rolled over and landed on Harry, expecting a reaction. Only to see his face drooping down his open hand, with his eyes closed; with him actually napping off.
In the arena, Cardin loomed over Jaune. "This is the part where you lose." He imposed.
"Over my dead..." Jaune started, only for Cardin to knee him in the gut. The blond dropped his sword and fell to the ground in pain. Cardin raised his mace and went to slam it down, only for a buzzer to ring and lights to illuminate the darkened room.
"Cardin, that's enough!" Glynda spoke, her voice cutting through Cardin's resolve and causing him to quickly halter.
Glynda came to the stage, her heeled boots clanking against the ground as she walked, with a tablet in her hand. Above her, a projection of formed, illuminating both Jaune's and Cardin's states. "Students, as you can see, Mr. Arc's Aura has now dropped into the red. In a tournament-styled duel, this would indicate that Jaune is no longer fit for battle, and that the official may call the match." She informed.
Nui squinted her eye and crossed her arms. "Why would people training to fight monsters, fight each other?" She asked plainly.
"Not all monsters, are the ones out there." Madara spoke calmly, as he sat next to the other teams, Teams RWBY and JNPR. "Some are people we wish to protect, people who thrive on war and chaos. Who use our own strengths, against us." The Uchiha commented, as he glanced off as he was thrown into old memories.
"Gah, you're such a downer." Nui interjected, as she elbowed Harry.
"Ah!" Harry sounded, as his head fell of his hand. "What? Huh? I didn't do it!" He argued, as he looked around only to see Yang grinning at him and Nui smiling innocent. "...Oh, I'm still here." He said dryly.
"Not enough excitement?" Yang questioned with a knowing grin.
Harry shrugged, before he gave her a look. "Perhaps, you can think of a way to liven it up." He offered.
Yang's grin turned down right scary. "Oh, I know of a few ways." She responded.
"Daddy! You're not replacing me, are you!" Nui whined out.
Harry exhaled and rested his face in his hands. "...No, Nui. I'm not replacing you." Sounding somewhat defeated having to answer that same question.
"Mr. Arc, it's been weeks now. Please try to refer to your Scroll during combat. Gauging your Aura will help you decide when it's appropriate to attack, or when it is better to move to a more...defensive strategy. We wouldn't want you to be gobbled up by a Beowolf, now would we?" She questioned.
"...Speak for yourself..." Cardin muttered.
"God forbid a monster kills someone." Grimmjow commented, though it was met by glares from team JNPR, and Blake.
"Hmm, yeah, yeah..." Harry mumbled, as he closed his eyes.
"Hey! Wake up, Miss Goodwitch is going to give information on the Vytal Festival!" Yang snapped, as she grabbed him out of his seat and stood him up, excitedly.
Glynda turned and addressed the other students. "Remember, everyone, the Vytal Festival is only a few months away! It won't be long before students from the other kingdoms start arriving in Vale, so keep practicing! Those who choose to compete in the combat tournament will be representing all of Vale!" She informed, before the bell rung.
"Oh Man, aren't you excited!?" Yang asked, putting her hands on Harry's shoulders and shook him.
Harry's head was rocked back in forth for a moment, before he got control of himself and stood straight. He looked at her straight in the eyes. "I couldn't care..." He started, only to see her bright lilac eyes boring into his own. "…It sounds like fun." He said with a forced smile, as he shut his eyes.
Yang hurried off, with a similarity excited Ruby and Weiss. Grimmjow turned and scowled at Harry. "What's up with you, take those Pussy-Glasses off. I'm here to tear, rip and slaughter. Not be in some damned tournament." He seethed out.
"It does seem counter-productive." Madara admitted.
Harry glanced between the two, his face taking on a more natural smile. "While we've been here, I have taken the liberty to add a new player into our roster." He admitted, as he glanced off and smiled. "I think, this tournament is exactly what we need. I feel a convergence on there, a beginning of the end. It's during that, our enemy will show up." He stated.
"And what about that blonde bimbo, you're letting lead you around?" Grimmjow questioned.
There was a very noticeable drop in temperature, as Grimmjow exhaled, his breath was visible. Permafrost began to slowly encroach along his body. Harry slowly turned his head around, far beyond normal human lengths and his serpent-like eyes bore into Grimmjow.
"I don't like you constantly questioning me, Grimmjow. You are strong, but you follow me. I am the one who granted you strength, and a focus for your destruction. Do Not second guess me. I gripped you tight and I saved you from your own pitiful demise, but I can easily toss you right back into the pit..." He said, as his upper body turned and matched with his head, before his lower body followed. "...With your memories gone, and your power siphoned and added into my own." Harry threatened darkly. "Yang, her family, they are off the topic of discussion, understand?" He questioned.
"...I…I understand." Grimmjow responded, feeling the life and energy around him slowly seep away. Feeling all, any at all, happiness and enjoyment he ever felt, be sucked away. Memories of despair running through his mind.
"Have I, in anyway, been unclear?" Harry questioned. Grimmjow quickly shook his head. "Good, good. Let's go." He said curtly, as he walked passed the duo and left the class room.
A distance away, the golden eyes of Blake studied Harry as he left the room. Her suspicions having been all but confirmed. 'You're up to something...what happens at the Tournament? What are you planning?' She thought, as she slowly walked after him; wanting to discover all his secrets.
As Blake walked off, there was a faint shimmer in the air next to where Blake was originally standing. The cute and adorable appearance of Nui became visible to humans.
"A curious cat is getting to into Daddy's demons...I think we have to change that!" Nui said excitedly, before a down right evil smile came onto her face. 'Let's have a little chat with my toy!' She thought, giddy with a sexual and dominating thrill.
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-Adult Content-
Within the Belladonna Household, Kali Belladonna was on her knees staring up at the towering form of Harry. All of her instincts, all of her emotions were screaming at her to submit. The cat Faunus was stripped out of most of her clothes, waring only a pair of black stockings attached to a garter belt. Everything else was in full view. Her curvacious body, her modest waist and thick thighs, and well-defined breasts.
There was a faint slap which almost threw Kali back, as a Harry hit his hard member against her face. Kali's eyes almost went cross when she saw the hard member resting on her face, from her chin all the way up to her forehead.
"Come on Slutty Cat, deepthroat my Daddy!" Came a whining voice, causing Kali to freeze up.
The Cat Faunus glanced back and saw a terrifying image, Nui was standing behind her. She was wearing thigh high leather boots, leather gloves and was holding a thin leather whip. Everything else about the girl was uncovered, her perky breasts, her shaven neither lips, her flat stomach, all in full view.
Nui gave her a wicked smile, as she cracked the whip against her hand and gripped it hard. Kali swallowed nervously, only to feel a hand rub against the side of her head. Kali turned and looked at the creator of the feeling.
Harry lightly rubbed the side of her head and he gave her a smile. "Don't mind her. If she thinks your going to slow, she'll try to speed things up. But I don't mind if you take it as slow as you want." He admitted, as he used his other hand to press his member against Kali's lips.
Kali stared up at him with wide golden eyes, as her lips were spread apart by the head of his member. She submissively opened her mouth and allowed him to guide his member into her hot and wet mouth. She reflexively began to rub and flick her tongue along and around the head of the gland.
"There you go, there's a good girl." Harry complimented, causing Kali to close her eyes and feel a burning in her stomach; feeling appreciated by her savior...by her owner.
Kali went to pull back, only to feel a hard leather boot against the back of her head. "To Slow!" Nui chirped happily, and Kali's eyes went wide as her head was forced forward.
"Gah-Grk!" Kali sounded, as she gagged and retched, her lips pressing against Harry's pelvis and his hard member being driven deep down her throat. Nui giggled, as she used one of her hands to stimulate her neither lips, taking sexual pleasure in watching Kali struggle to breath and hearing her gagging.
Kali put her hands on Harry's thighs, ready to fight back and get some air. She felt the boot against the back of her head, and she gripped Harry's thighs. 'I gotta fight back, I can't breath. This girl killed my husband...why...why a I doing this?' is a question that entered her mind, only to feel the boot against the back of her head apply a little more pressure. 'W-why am I fighting back though...I wanted Ghira to dominate...he would never dominate me…but…' She thought, as her watering eyes tried to make contact with Harry's. 'He holds everything…why…' She continued, as a small puddle formed underneath her. 'I...came from...from being abused…' She thought, as she slowly lowered her hands from Harry's thighs.
Kali tired to push herself forward and hold her head in place, taking Harry's member deep in her throat. One of her hands trailed down to her neither lips, brushing against the black hair that was on display. She fully submitted and began to play with herself, getting off on being humiliated.
However as she did that, the leather boot holding her in place was pulled back. Kali pulled her head back, her eyes focused on the large, saliva covered member, which was throbbing. Throbbing because of her. The Cat Faunus inhaled sharply, taking in huge gulps of air.
Kali looked up at Harry, to see he was giving her a smile. He reached down and rubbed the side of her cheek. "Good job...stand up." He instructed. Kali closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, feeling...rewarded. She was rewarded for submitting.
She slowly stood up, her diminutive stature eclipsed by Harry's taller figure. "You look beautiful." Harry complimented, despite Kali's teary eyes, her smeared eye make up and saliva covered lips. He palmed her rather well-endowed chest, getting a faint moan from the Cat Faunus. "Now time for the main course…" He trailed off, as he kept one hand firmly on Kali's chest, while his other hand snaked it's way down towards the back of her thigh.
He lifted her leg up and guided it to wrap around his waist. Kali looked up at Harry, as she wrapped one of her arms around the back of his neck. Her other hand was firmly gripping Harry's hard member, which she guided to her wet neither lips.
Kali stared into his slitted green eyes, as she felt his free hand palm her rear, before she was pulled forward and she felt him enter her.
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"Wakey-Wakey!" Came the cheerful voice of Nui, as she climbed down a ladder, a loud metallic thud slamming shut as the Chest-Cover sealed up.
Kali's eyes snapped open and she released a muffled groan, as her eyes landed on Nui, a panicked emotion reaching her eyes.
Nui looked at her cute little toy. Kali was bound to the floor, with a two pairs of handcuffs. Her entire body was wrapped in rope, which coiled around every sensitive part in her body. She had a pair of nodes tapped to her pair breasts, which delivered a shocks; getting occasional squeals from the Cat Faunus.
"What's this, you having some fun dreams!?" Nui asked, looking at Kali and seeing a sizable reaction underneath the bound, naked woman.
Kali lowered her head and released a faint groan. "Was it about me? Or was it about my Daddy?" She asked curiously. Kali looked up at Nui, before she quickly looked away.
"Oh, my Daddy." Nui said with a smile, as she knelt down in front of the trapped Cat Faunus. She reached to Kali's side and pulled up a rather large phallic object, almost eight inches, maybe nine in length. "It's a good thing I've been training you with these, Daddy's just about that size! These obviously are a little smaller, I wouldn't want to ruin you for him. Or maybe it's the other way around!" She said, as put the tip of phallic object against her own lips.
"Oh geez, they taste just like you!" Nui commented, as she put the object down. Before she reached out and put a hand around the gag in Kali's mouth, and pulled it out.
"P...Ple...ease…I can't...I can't do this an...anymore." Kali panted out. "I promise...I promise I won't tell anyone. I'll stay here. I'll be good. I just..." She muttered.
Nui tilted her head cutely, as she picked up the phallic object again and rubbed it against Kali's exposed neither lips, before she idly pushed it back to pressed the head against her clenching anus. "What're you talking about!? Are you telling me, you don't want me to make these things go ball's deep in ya? You don't like me healing you with my Magic, to make you as tight as a virgin? What's not to like about any of this?" She questioned curiously.
Kali lowered her head, having begged before, she knew it would go no where. Nui's eye glinted with the act of submission from Kali, but she had an idea. "You should honestly be thanking my Daddy." She admitted.
Kali raised her head at the mention of the Sorcerer. "I mean, I was sent to kill your dearest Husband. And he just happened to piss me off..." Nui said, as her free hand trailed across her eye-patch, causing Kali to grimace in remembrance.
"My Daddy was specific in not letting anyone else get in the way, but if they did, to kill them. But he chose to let you live, he gave you a second chance." Nui admitted.
"…He...he did..." Kali muttered, her mind in a haze.
"It's because of him, you're alive. You think this is how bad I get?" Nui asked with an evil smile, causing Kali to shiver a bit. "I've been using classic toys to get you off. If I wanted, I could sneak one of those large Grimm in here, force feed it some sex-drug, and watch it tear your little body apart, as it fucks you to death. And I would bring you back, just to watch it again and again." She admitted.
Kali stared up at her in horror at the idea. Nui sighed in resignation. "But, my Daddy felt bad for you, wrong place in the wrong time. He said, 'Nui, please treat her nice, make sure she's fed, she's loved and cared for'." Nui lied, as she gave Kali a sweet smile. "...And I've done all those things." She admitted.
Kali slowly looked down as the facts hit her. "Tell me, you want my Daddy." Nui instructed.
"...I...I want your Father." Kali admitted quietly, submitting herself. After months of sexual stimulation, the thousands of forced orgasms. The occasional times, Harry would appear instead of Nui, and he would feed her and treat her like she was loved. It warped her own perspective.
"Tell me, you want his cock." Nui instructed.
"I...want his cock." Kali responded.
"That you want to get fucked in all of your tight little holes, until you can't move anymore!" Nui added.
"That I want to get fucked, hard, in every one of my holes! I'm his slut! His kitty Slut!" Kali declared, her mind breaking pieces by piece.
"Good...good..." Nui said with a wide smile, as she undid the handcuffs that bound Kali.
Nui turned around with a skip in her step and walked to the other end of the room, with Kali slowly walking after her, her head bowed in a submissive posture.
"I want you, to tell me...all about Blake, your Daughter." Nui said cheerfully.
Kali blinked a few times, and she felt...jealous. Her daughter? Why would Nui want to know about her, wasn't she good enough for Harry? Wasn't her body good enough to please her Master?
Nui, almost reading her mind, turned and looked at Kali. "What's this? Is My Daddy's cock only for you, slutty-kitty?" She asked curiously.
Kali nervously shook her head. "O-of course not, I-it's yours above all else." She quickly answered.
"Oh, wouldn't it be fun, to have Daddy fuck your tight little ass and make Blake clean in off with her throat?" Nui asked happily, not even phased by her own perverted question.
Kali looked down, her hands in front of her stomach, as a faint trail of liquid dripped down her exposed thighs. Having gotten turned on by the idea of her daughter getting abused in the same fashion she was.
"Hmm…Blake is being a bit to..." Nui trailed off, her eye twitching with the fact such a girl was suspicious of her pure hearted Father. Her Daddy Dearest, her Daddy was perfect, perfection incarnate. "…I want you to tell me everything about your cute little Daughter, and spare now detail. I want to know it all!" She said happily.
Kali slowly nodded, only for Nui to wrap her hand around the Cat Faunus' jaw and force her mouth open. That was before Nui wrapped her lips around Kali's own, and forced her tongue down the Faunus' throat, releasing a sexual moan as she did so.
After a moment, Nui pulled back, some saliva connecting the two girl's tongues. "That is for being such a darling little slut for me and my Daddy!" Nui happily said, causing Kali to blush and look away, her cat-ears flattening as she did.
–Adult Content Subsided-
On the other side of Beacon, Blake felt a shiver up her spine, as she, her team and two others sat in the Mess Hall of the Academy.
Harry was staring at his empty plate, with Yang at his side, staring in awe at Nora as she told a story about her dreams.
'Jesus, I bloody hate it when people won't shut up about their dreams.' He thought glumly, being tired. Having gotten up extremely early to get the Meta.
"We were surrounded by Ursai..." Nora stated.
"They were Beowolves." Ren corrected.
"Dozens of them!" Nora screamed, as she stood at the table.
Weiss was ignoring Nora, filling her nails and casting glances at the sleepy Sorcerer at her left. Ruby and Pyrrha were listening to Nora's story, but not as enthusiastically as Yang was. Grimmjow wasn't with them, since he doesn't eat actual food, despite being disguised as a human; he wasn't going to act like one. Madara wasn't their either, having chosen to eat in a quiet, secluded place.
Harry withheld a sigh, noticing Nui wasn't even there. He was honestly kinda glad she wasn't around right now. She was probably off having sex with some poor sap, Harry honesty felt bad if that were the case.
"Two of them." Ren corrected again.
"But they were no match. And in the end, Ren and I took them down and made a boatload of Lien selling Ursa Skin Rugs!" Nora announced.
"She's been having this recurring dream for nearly a month now." Ren admitted.
"Maybe it's a sign that Nora should take up taxidermy." Harry offered dryly, causing Nora to appeared behind him.
"Na, Silly Harry, that's what Serial Killers do..." Nora said, as she poked his nose. "...Silly Harry." She added, as she vanished and was sitting next to Ren.
"I thought it was a good idea." Yang agreed.
"I can boop your nose too!" Nora added, as she pointed at the blonde.
"I'll bite your finger if you do."
"Heh, don't threaten me with a good time!"
Harry glanced a Weiss, to see she was done filing her nails. "As sharp as ever, Snow Angel." He said, causing some kind of extra sensory tingle to run down Yang's body, hearing his pun.
"Hah!" Yang laughed.
Weiss narrowed her eyes at the duo, before she glanced off an inspected her nails. "You don't file your nails to make them sharper...quite the opposite actually." She informed.
Harry leaned his elbow on the table and rested his chin in his hand, as he stared at Weiss. "Keep talking, it gives me plenty of time to get lost in your eyes." He flirted, causing Weiss to blush.
"...Oh, good one." Yang complimented, as she watched the 'Ice Princess' get all flustered up.
"A-ah, t-that is not what I was talking to you for!" Weiss insisted.
Harry shrugged uncaringly. "I doesn't really matter what you intended." He said casually, as his crossed his arms and rested his chin on his forearms, before he exhaled.
"Jaune? Are you okay?" Pyrrha asked, noticing the blond hadn't hit on Weiss in a while, which was usually a normal occurrence.
"Huh? Oh, yeah! Why?" Jaune questioned.
"It's just that you seem a little...not okay." Ruby interjected.
Jaune looked around and noticed everyone at the table was looking at him, Harry was casting him a side-ways glance. "Guys, I'm fine. Seriously! Look!" He insisted, as he laughed nervously, giving a thumbs up.
His attention however was grabbed, as he turned and glanced back, only to see the members of Team CRDL messing with brown haired girl with rather obvious rabbit ears. Cardin was laughing at her, as he was pulling on one of said ears.
"Jaune, Cardin's been picking on you since the first weak of school!" Pyrrha insisted.
"Who? Cardin Winchester? Nah, he just likes to mess around! You know, pranks!" Jaune responded.
"He's a bully." Ruby informed.
"And a rather unimaginative Dude-Bro one at that. A classic." Harry said dryly.
Jaune scoffed at their words. "Oh, please! Name one time he's bullied me." He challenged.
"Wasn't there that one time, where he tripped you and caused to you head-butt Yang's bust? Causing her to punch you in the face?" Harry offered.
"...That was you who tripped him." Yang said blandly, still a bit miffed at that one.
Harry looked up at her with squinted eyes. "You sure about that one? I think you're mixing me up with someone else." He stated.
"...It's hard to do that." She answered in the same tone of voice.
"Hmm...weird." Harry said to himself, as he drowned out the others attempts of blaming Cardin for their jokes gone sour. Or so he liked to believe. Cardin wasn't that bad, he didn't mess with him or his Team. Then again, Grimmjow speaks flaunt Jackass, so he probably got them to leave his team alone.
Harry halfheartedly listened to the rather amusing pranks that were pulled on Jaune, by Cardin. "I didn't land far from the school!" Jaune argued.
"Geez, it's quite the mystery why Cardin picks on you." Harry said sarcastically, as he looked at the table in front of him. He pressed a fork against the table, before he raised his hand, causing the fork to levitate underneath his finger and spin quickly. Getting the attention of the people at the table.
"The rather flamboyant posture, your cringy one-liners and attempts at jokes, and because you keep making excuses for his actions. You don't stand up to him and you don't tell anyone. Why would he ever pick on you?" Harry asked, making a very forced and obviously fake confused and baffled face.
"You're not helping." Yang said seriously.
Harry shrugged. "I don't want to help him." He admitted. "I can't make Jaune stand up to Cardin, I can't make Cardin stop. Cardin is a bully, and like all bullies, they respect power. Jaune is not going to present Cardin with his power, with his strength and conviction." He said casually, his eyes fixating on the fork he was manipulating with his magic. "So, this will never end." He admitted.
Jaune stared at Harry, as he heard the foreigners words. Blake however scowled, at the lack of an attempt to help his ally.
The blond knight slowly looked downwards. He knew he was in over his head. He knew he was always relying on his team to compensate for his own weakness. He knew he was dragging them down. He knew they would be better off with a stronger leader, a smarter leader, a leader like Harry. He couldn't ask Pyrrha for help, or Nora or Ren; he had asked too much already. He'd already been a burden.
But if he didn't get stronger soon, if he didn't get help...he would be tormented by Cardin for years to come. "What if...I could stand up to him?" Jaune asked, getting several worried looks from Pyrrha and Ruby. They knew that it was fairly obvious that he couldn't do that.
Harry pursed his lips and pushed the levitating fork to the table. "You can't, so it's a fairly moot question." He responded causing Yang and Blake to reaction negatively, the latter more so than the former.
"Harry." Yang said, a bit put off at him putting their friend down.
"...No, he's right." Jaune muttered quietly. Yang, Weiss and Blake watched as Harry's head snap up and his serpent-like eyes zeroed on on Jaune. "It was fairly obvious that I can't stand up to him, he'll just beat me down. But...But I gotta try. I have to, or else he might even hurt my friends." He admitted.
Harry's pupils narrowed into needle thin slits. Those words were similar to his own, when he started down his own path of…divergence into a more twisted mindset.
"Interesting..." Harry said in a way that sent shivers down the spines of all the seated Huntsmen in Training. "…Tell me, Jaune. And be very careful of your answer. What would you say, if I offered my help. To help rid you of Cardin's foolery? What if I gave you insight into a way of defeating him? What if, I used my own abilities to strengthen yours? No strings attached, what if I gave you a way to defeat Cardin, so you could protect your friends, your family, your way of life?" He asked curiously.
The occupants at the table looked confused at the offer, didn't Harry just said he didn't want to help Jaune?
Jaune took a breath and gave Harry a smile. "That's a nice offer, Harry. It's nice to know you'd want to do such a thing. But I can't do that." He admitted, in an instant Harry's smile vanished and he gave Jaune a scowl.
"Are you sure?" Harry asked curiously. "I can give you strength, vitality. Forsake it, deny it. And you'll deny power to stand up for yourself." He stated.
Jaune glanced down and shook his head. "The idea sounds nice. I'm sorry, but the only power I need...is power from myself." He admitted in a somewhat noble tone.
"Aaahh..." A sound of understanding came from Harry's lips, as he now sat next to Jaune, having seemingly appeared right next to him.
"Huh? What?" Weiss sounded, looking at where Harry was and where he currently is.
"And that is why, you are here." Harry said, causing Jaune to turn and lean a bit back, when he saw the closeness to Sorcerer held between them. His face was inches apart from the blond, his serpent-like eyes gleaning and his mouth set in a wide smile, showing his pointed teeth. "With amateurish skill, with no abilities. But your own bravery and strength of will." He added.
Jaune was nervous at that tone. With what Harry was saying, it was almost like he might've known something about how he faked his way into the school. "You've made a strange decision, a unique one. Very well, I accept your decision." Harry said, as he exhaled and let his serpent-like tongue flicker about for a moment, as he sat down next to Jaune.
"You're already one step closer to becoming strong, Jaune." Harry admitted, getting a surprised look from the blond.
"B-but I just told you..." Jaune started.
The people at the table looked rather confused or lost, Pyrrha, Yang, Ruby and Weiss looking intently at the interaction, curious about it.
"It has nothing to do with power Jaune. One of the truest lessons in strength, is to be able to turn away from power that is not your own." Harry admitted. In his mind, that was true. Every power he had, ever spell he created in his arsenal was forged under his own strength and will. His creations, Demongo and Nui, one through magic and the other through science. Even his ability to tap into the minds of his alternate selves, in his eyes, wasn't weak. Since he was taking knowledge, that he himself had gained.
"Wait...did...did you just test me?" Jaune asked, a bit surprised.
Harry shrugged casually. "I'm always testing everyone I talk to, never forget that." He admitted uncaringly. "You may want to stay on guard, or else you my learn something." He teased.
The Sorcerer then focused on Cardin bullying the Rabbit Faunus a few tables over. "Tell me Jaune, look at Cardin. Tell me what you see?" He asked curiously.
"Ah...armor, muscles...tall?" Jaune responded.
Harry inhaled and closed his eyes, as he glanced up at the ceiling. Giving Jaune the impression he was irritated. "He's a brute." Pyrrha stated, causing Harry to make a cringing face, before he sigh and nodded.
"Fine, I'll accept that. Now, Jaune...what does he have?" Harry questioned.
"Three friends, and a whole lot of strength." Jaune said, grimacing as he remembered being beaten down earlier. Jaune glanced down and mulled Cardin over, thinking about the teen. All Cardin seemed to have, was his strength. He was failing in class, he didn't have any other friends that didn't bully like he did. Even when they fought, it was just Cardin using his strength to force him into submission. "...All..he has is strength. But...he's...weak." He admitted.
Harry's unique eyes focused right back on the blond, as he gave him a curious look. "It seems your not as dim witted as I once believed. In this instance, you are correct." He responded. "All that strength, all that anger and fear. Yet, it is all held in check by his beliefs, his doubt. Everyone is made up of events in their past and it forms walls around ones spirit...or breaks such walls down. The mind, makes some powerless." Harry said, as his focused on Cardin. "…and gives strength to others." He said, his eyes focusing on his own hands.
"He is a slave to his own belief, his ideals, his fears." Harry finished.
"Ow! That hurts! Please...Stop..." Velvet whimpered out, as Carding yanked on her rabbit ears.
"I told you it was real!" Cardin said loudly, getting shocked looks from his friend.
"Hah, what a freak!" Russel commented, causing Jaune to narrow his eyes and looked down, before he stood up and left the Mess Hall. His mind in a different place at the moment.
"...Atrocious, I can't stand people like him." Pyrrha commented.
Blake was staring daggers at Cardin. "He's not the only one." She added.
"It must be hard to be a Faunus." Yang said sadly, as she looked at Harry.
"Yeah. If only there were a Faunus here, who believed in the rights of their people. If only that person had combat training, had years of fighting experience. And had the will to stand up and fight for what they believe in. Oh boy, I so wish there was one around." Harry said with a smile, as his eyes quickly glanced at Blake, causing said Cat Faunus to tense up quickly for a moment.
Harry didn't have the pure hatred Adam held for Blake, he didn't know about the girl personally. But from what he learned from Adam, from the members of the White Fang. Blake was...a coward. She believed in protecting the Faunus, but wouldn't fight the aggressor. She believed in giving to the Faunus, but wouldn't steal from those that had everything; while the Faunus had no ability to provide for themselves. She was trying to be a part of the White Fang, a radical group of people, who were pushed to desperation. But she also tried to be Morally Superior. You can't sacrifice, take and fight for your life and be Morally Superior. Because, some times, the greatest sacrifice is the disillusionment of your own beliefs.
If you wan to protect your people, to fight for your belief. Sometimes, you have to give up something. But Blake didn't do that, she ran away from that. And that's what Harry hated about her, she was so ready to leave her family, people who loved her, to fight for the White Fang. Until she realized what the real world was about, people don't react to peaceful protests, picketing with signs. Most humans only understand one thing, action. And when she realized she had to get her hands dirty, she turned on the White Fang, looked down on them for actually doing something that created results; and ran away.
Even now, Harry was mocking her. Right in front of her, a poor Rabbit Faunus was being bullied, harassed. And all Blake did was give them dirty looks. She could've stopped them, she could've put Cardin in his place. But all she did...was nothing, cowering behind her 'silent' guise.
It was...pathetic and cowardly. And Harry hated that the most in people. People who want change, but when change happens, when someone tries to change the status-quo. Those same people cast judgment, almost saying 'how dare you do something', 'who gave you the right?'. The Sheep, Harry gave Blake another glance, to see that the Cat Faunus was giving him a glare this time.
Harry just gave her a kind smile, instead of a mocking one. Knowing damned well, Blake wouldn't do a thing to him. That would involve her standing up for her beliefs, and that would be to hard for her. She might see her shadow and run away, like a scared little cat.
"Well, I should be heading off now." Harry said, as he stood up and gave Yang a bow of his head. "Firecracker, Rose, Snow Angel, Spartan, Blake..." He said, looking at the girls individually, as he said their nick-names. "...Other two." He said, not really looking at Ren and Nora, as he walked off, leaving the Mess Hall.
"See-ya!" Yang said happily, giving him a wave. Not noticing Blake's attitude.
"Bye!" Ruby chirped out, with Weiss rolling her eyes and crossing her arms.
Blake gritted her teeth, as she glared holes into the back of the Sorcerer's head. "Why did you pick on her?" A male voice asked, grabbing the Cat Faunus' attention.
She turned and looked, only to see a moderately sized teenage boy was staring down Cardin. Blake looked at the boy in surprise.
"Who the hell are you? Eh, I don't care. What was it that you said?" Cardin questioned, towering over the teenage boy.
The young man stared back up at Cardin. "You heard me, why'd you pick on that girl? Not man enough to pick on someone your own size?" He taunted, before the sound of a bell ringing filled the Mess Hall, the signaling of the end of Lunch and the beginning of the period of the next class.
Most of the people in the Mess Hall began to clear out, except Cardin and his friends, and Blake, who was keeping her distance. As to not get involved.
"Our own size, you mean you?" Cardin taunted, before he drove his fist into the teen's stomach.
The young man doubled over, as he fell to his knees. "Heh, you...you think that'll take me down?" The young man asked, with a tone of conviction in is voice. He pushed himself to his feet.
Only for Cardin to drive his fist into the young man's face, sending him flying back and hitting a table. "Honestly, you want to stand up for a freak? I get it, she's got a nice pair, but it ain't worth catching something from. Let's go." Cardin said, as he turned and left the Mess Hall with his friends.
Blake turned and looked at the teenager, who was coughing and holding his nose. He rubbed it, before he adjusted his uniform and stood up.
"...That was brave." Blake admitted, as she walked towards the teenager and made sure he was alright.
"I can't stand watching bullies pick on people, especially the Faunus." The teenager admitted.
Blake glanced down, before she focused on him. "...I'm Blake." She said, introducing herself.
The teenager tilted his head, letting the Cat Faunus take in his features. He had long ash-grey hair, which went passed neck, his bangs being swept to the side covering his left eye. He wore the usual Beacon Uniform, not out of the ordinary.
The teenager closed his visible eye and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "I'm Uni." He admitted.
"Uni?"Blake questioned, before she glanced down and away; as she turned around. "That's a cool name." She admitted.
"Yes...cool." Uni said, his smile stretching just a bit wider and his visible eye glinted a faint crimson.
This is the End of the sixth Chapter...which is obvious. This is just a good way for me to transition into a little additional note at the end of this story.
I know the RWBY world is following it's usual Cannon events, that's probably going to keep happening until around the end of Volume One. Around the end of the first Volume, is where things are going to start changing more prominently.
Now, since I'm uploading six chapters at the same time. I have no idea how people reacted to Kali's treatment in the Second Chapter. So, if people reacted negatively in that chapter...oh boy, they're not going to like the steamy action she's been through in this one. Yikes.
Anyway, Harry's growing his little Empire. Collecting technologies from his alternate selves, creating an ultimate robot being, and some super secret person is now talking with Blake. Who is he, what could his intentions be? It's a mystery.
Now, I know some people might think I'm bashing Blake. One, I personally don't like Bashing Characters, by changing them into the most unlikable person and then justifying the hatred the Main Character throws at them. But with the expansion of Blake's character, she's kinda unlikable. I mean, she went from being one of my favorite characters to one of me least favorite ones.
Anyways, later.
