Troublesome Brats is back with its fourteenth chapter! Wohoo!
And for some fucking reason, it's 6 in the morning and I'm still not sleeping. Just what the hell am I doing with my life?
Though with that aside, reviews!
Boodawg: Thanks. I'll take that as a compliment.
SolarxBlack: Hm. Tempting, tempting. Not sure about the submachine guns though, because I seriously can't imagine her wielding such weapons, but what you're suggesting might just work. Though, we will have to see.
SifTheGreat: No! Don't lose your sanity just because of me! Think of the children! And you're absolutely right, Summer being able to create anything with her Silver-Eyed powers sounds too cool to not use, but I'm still gonna do some research on that. Don't wanna mess things up now...
xDearestHeart2375x: My dear reader, even the ramblings of a tramp is welcomed in the review section. As long as it contains constructive criticism and such, then it counts as giving feedbacks to the writer. And as for Hazama, his relationship with Kval is just fine, but Terumi is the real problem. Just gonna say it now. Neo, on the other hand, yeah...she better watch out in the future, especially when it comes to visiting random houses. As you've said, thank goodness Ragna was there. She could've been creamed for all we know!
NatsuErzaDragneelSusanoo: Thank you, and yes I've heard of that too! It's quite fascinating when you actually think about it. I just can't wait to see what Mori has in store for us BlazBlue fans. And yeah, Terumi is powerful, but do keep in mind that he has a tendency to hold himself back most of the time in battle.
Neramo: It's decided then! And no. Like I've stated in the first chapter, the powers each character have are to some extent, and I honestly don't see a reason why I should add the freakin' Susano'o Unit into this story. What, are you trying to get the RWBY kids killed, along with Summer and her friends!? Nope! Not gonna happen!
-IIXII-
"So Gerard, how did you end up working for the White Fang despite not being a faunus?"
The teen known as Gerard simply shrugged at the sudden question, tilting his head to the side in a nonchalant manner as he then answered, "A medical mask-wearing friend of mine wanted me to act as a spy of sorts. Don't know why though."
The faunus seemed to blink, which was something that Gerard failed to notice what with the mask covering their face. Just when they were about to turn and inform this to the others, Gerard reached out and set his hand down onto their shoulder.
"By the way, tell this to anyone, and I swear that by the end of the day you'll die in the hands of a rubber chicken," the teen said in a bone-chilling voice while he adjusted his White Fang mask, a smirk creeping across his face. "Got me?"
The White Fang soldier gulped and nodded in response, sweating.
Gerard was planning on saying more in order to secure his identity, but the sound of something exploding soon caught his attention, which came from outside. Something was happening, and figuring that he had no obligation to do anything about it since he was a spy, Gerard pulled his hand back to his side and calmly walked away, thus leaving the poor White Fang soldier to just stand there with a face that screamed 'What the hell did I just got myself into?', right before they were told to check outside by a higher-ranked White Fang soldier.
Gerard chuckled as he left. Because of him, that poor fool was probably going to get nightmares at night.
As everyone else around him ran here and there in a state of panic, Gerard nonchalantly pulled out a Green Tea Kit Kat from his pocket and started whistling.
-IIXII-
"I-It's the Grim Reaper!"
"The Grim Reaper!? Y-You're kidding!"
"Look at the guy yourself, moron! It's him!"
Ragna narrowed his eyes as the inexperienced soldiers came forward and began to surround him all at once, but with one quick look he could easily tell that each and every one of them were beyond the level of terrified. Hell, some of them even had their legs shaking, and if Ragna wasn't so serious, then he probably would've laughed out loud at the pitiful sight.
"W-What's your business here!?" one of the assholes inquired, and the fact that he just pointed a gun straight at his face before even asking the damn question pissed him off greatly. These animals clearly had no manners.
"Bring out Adam. I need to have a word with him," Ragna demanded. "He's here, isn't he? Drag his ass out here if you have to. I don't care."
"H-He isn't!" another White Fang grunt answered with an intimidating voice, attempted anyway. To Ragna, all he heard was a mouse being stepped on. How pitiful. "He moved to our second hideout, so leave us!" Ragna narrowed his eyes when the guy received a smack from one of his pitiful friends, and judging the way he looked, the jackass who did it was probably a higher-ranked soldier.
"I-Idiot! You're not supposed to say that!"
"B-But…"
Oh wow look at that! He got his answer right off the bat!
Damn these guys were idiots.
"So Adam isn't here, you say? If that's the case," Ragna snarled and drew his blade, and wasted no time in transforming it into its highly-intimidating scythe form. He brought it up and with a single swing, around four to five White Fang grunts were out for the count. "then I'll just have to beat all of you up instead!"
"Shit! He's going berserk on us!"
"Like hell I am!" Ragna roared.
Instead of putting up much of a fight, the members of the White Fang scattered like rats and ran around in circles like the group of idiots they were. Sure some were brave enough to stand their ground and fight, but damn the majority of them were just so pathetic!
How the NOL had trouble with these animals was beyond him.
"No one is running away from my watch!" Ragna swung his scythe and sent out a wave of dark energy to his right, eliminating quite a number of the pitiful assholes at once much to his surprise. If anything, this was nothing but child's play at this point. "What's wrong, can't pick up your weapons and fight back!? Worthless animals!" he taunted. "Hey, don't you guys know how to entertain your guests? I'm getting bored here damn it!"
Bang!
Ragna spun his scythe in a wide circle when a White Fang idiot decided to shoot him with a sidearm. The attempted attack ended up being a failure, obviously, so figuring that he owed the guy for blocking the shot, Ragna rushed forward and brought his scythe down onto the soldier. "Die!" he bellowed. Though before his attack connected, some tall guy with a slightly different-looking mask came appearing from nowhere and blocked his scythe.
With a chainsaw.
"L-Lieutenant!?"
Another high-ranking idiot. Great, Ragna thought.
The high-ranking White Fang soldier took a step forward and activated his chainsaw, which forced Ragna to back away. "Animals, you say? How insulting," he commented. "I'll be sure to have your head once I'm done with you and show it to Leader Taurus."
"Yeah. Keep talking, asshole." Ragna transformed his scythe back into its blade form and rushed towards the White Fang Lieutenant. "See if I give a damn!" He brought it down on the tall soldier, but just as he predicted, the bastard stood his ground and blocked the attack with his annoying little chainsaw. "Let's see just how long your chainsaw will last against my attacks," Ragna snarled.
"Oh we will see," the White Fang Lieutenant replied. "Today will be the day where the Grim Reaper dies in the hands of the White Fang."
Ragna scoffed at that. "Yeah that's rich! Keep dreaming!"
-IIXII-
Somewhere in the distance, leaning weakly against the wall of a nearby abandoned building, was a tired-looking Neo. Her breathing was unsteady, but she was getting better. Slowly, anyway.
Having to meet with the untouchable asshole as well as the Grim Reaper all in one day would do that to anyone.
She watched Ragna as he started trading blows with the White Fang Lieutenant, and from what she was able to see, Ragna was sure as hell winning, but judging by the look on his face it appeared that even he was having trouble, what with the Lieutenant's annoying chainsaw and all.
Neo released a silent sigh and later sat herself down.
If I had to guess, Roman would probably laugh if he were to see me like this. And from the looks of things, I'm probably not going to get that money, she figured. Damn it. The next time I see Taurus, I'll-
"Neo? What are you doing all the way out here?"
Neo snapped her eyes wide open and turned her head to where the sudden voice originated from, and a while after her eyes narrowed immediately. She held up her hand and gave the newcomer her middle finger, more out of annoyance rather than anything else.
"C'mon, don't be like that!" Adachi said with that casual grin of his. "Been a while since we last saw each other."
To Neo, the sight of him carrying a half-eaten burger as well as a small can of soda in each hand made him look even more annoying. What a pest.
She huffed then turned away, before signing, What are you doing here and what do you want?
Adachi tilted his head to one side, his grin turning into a playful smile later on. "Well I heard the sound of an explosion not too long ago, so I came by to check things out. You know how curious I can be. And besides, I am a detective. In a way, I guess this counts as me doing my job."
Neo turned to glare at him. So what do you want?
"Is it wrong for me to talk to you?" Adachi replied with a question of his own, pouting ever so slightly. And much to Neo's displeasure, he went to her side and sat down, munching on his burger like it was nobody's business. He then turned his attention to the scene happening in the distance, and instead of looking surprised like how a regular person would, he simply let out a low whistle. "Man, that's the Grim Reaper for you. He's doing a pretty damn good job at exterminating those White Fang guys…"
Neo clicked her tongue and gave his shoulder a slap. If anything, it was clear that she didn't want him anywhere near her, making it look as if the man carried some sort of disease with him everywhere he went.
"How rude," Adachi muttered. With his eyes still focused on the scene happening in the near distance, face expressionless as he took another bite out of his burger, he held out his soda towards her. "Care for a drink? You look like a doll that's been thrown into a dumpster, and thirsty."
Neo made a disgusted face as she glared at the offered drink, though as much as she would like to take that can and shove it up the detective's ass, she couldn't deny the fact that she was indeed thirsty. Clicking her tongue once more, Neo snatched the can away from his hand and started chugging it down greedily.
In return, she'll be sure to leave none for him.
"Oh yeah," Adachi casually pulled out another can of soda from his yellow jacket, much to Neo's surprise. If the smirk on his face was anything, then he probably did that on purpose.
This asshole, Neo cursed.
"Have you heard about the murder cases recently?" Adachi asked.
At that, Neo cocked an eyebrow.
What of it?
"You're not the one responsible, are you?"
Neo narrowed her eyes. Would you believe me if I said that I'm not the one who you're looking for? And what's with this, all of a sudden? Got yelled at by your boss or something?
"Just wanted to ask." Adachi took another bite out of his burger and opened up his soda, his eyes moving upwards when a White Fang grunt was thrown a few feet into the air by a rampaging Ragna. That guy would surely lose a leg, if he was lucky. "And I guess that's not too far from the truth…" he muttered. "Our little murderer has been pretty sneaky lately, and the fact that we still haven't been able to find any clues that would lead us to them is driving us crazy."
And you're telling me this, why?
"I just wanted to get this off my chest. Besides, you look like you don't care, but in reality you do. Isn't that right?"
Neo turned away with pouted cheeks, arms folded while shooting the sky a sharp glare with her mismatched eyes. Yeah. Says you, jackass.
"Right." Adachi observed the fight a moment longer, and just when he decided to finish up his meal, Neo came in and snatched it away from him. Surprised, he turned to the little assassin, only to end up staring in complete shock when he witnessed the sight of her devouring his burger in the span of two seconds. "H-Hey! I paid for that!"
That's for what you did to me in the past, Neo signed with her head held up high, licking her lips as she did so, eyes narrowed. I'm still mad at you. Just saying.
Adachi winced. "That's-"
Pushing me into that world was not a joke, Tohru.
Adachi went silent.
"Sorry…"
You should be, asshole.
Neo threw the burger's wrapper away and hugged her knees to her chest as she watched the carnage happening before her, eyes half-lidded. It was the same thing over and over again, nothing special that was worth noting. The Grim Reaper and the Lieutenant traded blows with one another, while those who were dumb enough to get themselves involved would always end up getting themselves thrown in all directions like a bunch of unwanted dolls due to them just simply getting in the way of everything. The sight bored her to no end.
"Blood Cain!" she heard Ragna roar from the distance.
Neo squinted her eyes, and soon noticed the dark aura the Grim Reaper was emitting.
So now it was basically official. That Lieutenant was as good as dead, and Neo couldn't help but pity him. Judging by how confident he looked with that little chainsaw in his hands, the poor fool was probably unaware of what he was about to go through in the next few seconds. Not saying that she wanted to get herself involved or anything. If anything, she'd probably lose a limb or two if she were to suddenly join in without anything to rely on.
Why she had left her trusted parasol back inside her hideout was beyond her…
A sudden tap on the shoulder immediately pulled Neo's attention away from the intense fight that was occurring in the distance. She then turned to the only person who was responsible with a sharp glare, but that same glare quickly faltered the moment she noticed the look in his eyes.
I don't need the details of what went down, but what I do need is the name of the person who hired you, Adachi signed with a smile that didn't quite match his eyes, and the sight sent shivers down her spine. Would you care to tell me?
-IIXII-
"Just fall and die already!"
Ragna threw a powerful punch which ended up cracking the Lieutenant's mask. Upon realising that the jackass was stunned by his sudden attack, Ragna decided to continue his assault by elbowing him in the face, right before forcefully grabbing his head and slamming it down onto the hard ground.
And with that, his body went limp like a wet noodle in an instant.
Finally. The bastard was done for.
"That should do it."
Sighing, Ragna then made his way over to the annoying little chainsaw that had given him so much trouble and stomped down on it so hard that it ended up breaking into two. At least now he could rest easy knowing that the damn thing was broken.
Ragna looked around him and took in the sight of the miserable cowards running around in circles here and there like the worthless people they were, which soon made him come to the conclusion that staying any longer would benefit him none. He shoved his hands in his pockets and turned his back to them, walking away as yet another sigh left his lips.
"What a drag. I came all the way out here just for nothing," he grumbled.
Speaking of which, maybe he will ask that midget about the White Fang's second hideout…
Ragna wasn't sure himself, but she probably had the answer he needed.
Probably, anyway. What with all the trouble and shit that he went through before in the past, Ragna knew just how much fate hated him.
Though just as he arrived at the spot where he had left her before he started trashing the White Fang's first hideout just moments ago, Ragna soon took note of the expression the midget was displaying for him to see. If anything, she probably didn't realise that he was there standing right in front of her.
She looked…sad, in a way. To Ragna, it was as if she was recalling something from the past, and judging by that distant look in her eyes, then it was most probably a memory that she would rather forget more than anything. Heck, the sight alone was enough to suppress his urge to drag her around again like he did the first time before he arrived here.
Though speaking of which, since when did she went to get herself two cans of soda?
Ragna cocked an eyebrow. Was I really gone for that long? Damn. Guess I kept her waiting, huh. Well whatever. Let's just find their second hideout and call it a day. Saya is probably worried about me…
-IIXII-
"So how did it go?"
The White Fang grunt under his command appeared to fidget under his intimidating gaze, and soon answered, "South, Leader Taurus. In fact, some of our agents sent in reports regarding our first hideout, and, well…the Grim Reaper himself paid the place a visit. So I'm assuming that you are aware of what went down over there."
Adam brought a finger to his chin. "Did not expect the Grim Reaper himself to make his sudden appearance, but no matter. Everything went well in the end. Almost everything, anyway. Our target survived the assassination attempt, but what of our little assassin?"
"It appears that the Grim Reaper has taken her hostage," his subordinate swiftly answered.
Adam smirked. "Not what I planned, but I will admit that things are getting better and better. No matter how you look at it, she has always been a thorn in my side. That midget. Who knew that she was so easy to trick?" He let out a sinister chuckle soon after, as a full-blown slasher smile came creeping across his face. "What a fool. I wouldn't be surprised if she ends up dead by tomorrow…in the hands of the Grim Reaper at that."
"I wouldn't be surprised myself, but I'm afraid the possibility of that happening is highly unlikely," a new voice belonging to a male joined in as it echoed throughout the entire warehouse.
"Who goes there!?" a faunus under his command called out, alarmed.
Adam swiftly moved his hand over to the hilt of his trusted blade. Each and every one of his men followed his example and prepared their own weapons as they scanned the whole warehouse, but locating their little intruder proved to be a tall task, even for Adam himself, in fact.
Whoever this human was, it was clear that he knew what he was doing.
We just moved here, Adam thought, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly. It seems that someone has been keeping an eye on us. This…is troublesome. If anything, I can't afford to let this vermin escape.
As if reading his mind, the intruder spoke.
"I know what you're thinking, Mister Taurus. To ease your worries, I'm not going anywhere. I just came by to pay you a visit is all. Is now a good time? I do sure hope that I'm not interrupting anything important."
"Show yourself," Adam growled.
"No can do. Unless you'd pay me, of course. And I want the same exact amount as the price of that certain job you offered to a certain someone I know of. I'm aware that what I'm asking for is a bit too much, but it is what it is. So how about it?"
Adam found himself fighting back the urge to draw his blade and slash the closest person he could reach in order to suppress his anger, and luckily he managed. Barely, anyway. "Have you gone mad?"
"Mad? Hm, let's see…"
Just then, something slowly came appearing from the shadows. Something big, and humanoid. It wielded a large blade of sorts, so large that even Adam himself found it to be somewhat intimidating, and that was just the thing's weapon. It was red all over, tall, and appeared deadly than anything else he'd seen other than the Grim Reaper and a certain green-haired serpent he knew.
Adam could tell immediately that what he was gazing at was anything but human.
"H-How the hell did this thing even managed to get in here!?"
"W-What…the hell is this thing?"
"Hey, y-you gotta be joking…"
His men were starting to panic, one by one. Adam could tell. And to be honest, he felt somewhat similar.
Adam wasn't an idiot. He knew a deadly foe when he saw one, and this thing was nothing but.
"…I think the one who is mad enough to put a friend of mine in harm's way, is you."
Adam lowered himself into a stance when a man in a yellow jacket came walking out of the shadows, and later positioned himself right next to the tall humanoid-like being, carrying nothing but a normal-looking revolver in his right hand. And if Adam wasn't intimidated enough before, then the deadly smirk which the man was shooting in his direction probably changed that.
This human. Just…who the hell is he?
"You feel like dancing, Mister Taurus?"
Jaws clenched, Adam quickly drew his blade, and just as he predicted, the tall humanoid-like being came lunging straight at him.
-IIXII-
xDearestHeart2375x, I do apologise for not giving Ragna the opportunity to kick a certain bull's ass, but hey, at least a certain someone we all know and love is gonna do it instead! And Gerard, I hope you enjoyed your gift! I just couldn't help but to add you in there.
If you readers see any mistakes lurking around in this chapter, point 'em out, or don't. Whichever works. It's early in the morning over here, so I'll come back and edit this later, like I always do with each update.
Anyway, I'm done. I need to sleep. I got a house to clean, a cat to feed, and a shit to drop in the toilet later on.
CPL, over and out.
