Remnant's Courier

Chapter IV

Main Quest: Beginning


He should have seen the pink orb come crashing into him, and throw him into a wall.

"What are you doing?" prodded Glynda, holding her crop over him threatening.

"I was beating up Torchwick, and his assistant." He replied.

"..." She seemed silent for a minute, before saying, "Good job."

"Miss Goodwitch?" asked Blake. "What are we going to do with Roman's assistant?"

Goodwitch scowled, "Give her to the police."

"No." started Six. That woman reminded him, of his second student, after the (he hated to call him that) mutant. She was a mute, with before he met her, a criminal, for a partner. She wasn't exactly a saint, but he knew when someone needed help.

"What do you mean, Imra? She probably committed tons of crimes!" exclaimed the cat Faunus.

"In the name of Torchwick. And notice how the White Fang were begrudgingly following him, as if they knew he wasn't the ringleader?" He retorted, quickly noticing what he had about the situation.

Obviously, Roman was superior to the White Fang, but you could tell he was following a leader. Anyway, thieves didn't need weapons - they only needed their minds, and money.

Why would he even want weapons, then for the most part his cane did the job? It seemed obvious to Six, and since he had been a criminal for the latter parts of his life, well, he knew how thieves worked.

"Why do you think he isn't organizing this?" demanded Goodwitch.

"Thieves only want money, not weapons. Roman has his cane, why would he need Dust? And even if it was the cane, he could simply ask his various contacts in the underworld." Imra explained. "I know how criminals work. There's obviously someone paying Torchwick, to make him steal Dust, with the White Fang as assistance."

"Hmm... I need to get what you suspect to Ozpin, then." The disciplinarian said, "but, don't get this into your head that I like you!"

"Already knew that, ma'am." He replied impertinently.

The woman shot him a glare, and quickly walked off - her ability letting her fly away. He picked Neo up, and heaved her over his shoulder. She was extremely light, like her umbrella, which Six found incredible. How can something so useful be so light?

He put that thought on the back burner, and looked at Blake, who still glared at the girl on his shoulder. "Oi, let's go before the police comes and thinks we're the one who stole this Dust."

"Blake! Imra!" exclaimed Ruby, who leapt at them with enormous speeds, barely stopping in front of a Dust crate. "We were worried that you... Oh."

She looked around, and saw the mixture of elements that had been inflicted onto Imra's invincible coat. "Imra! Are you sick?"

"No. Just got into a scrape with Missus," He motioned to Neo, on his shoulder. "Neo over here."

"That's Torchwick's partner." Blake stated, with a slight undertone of disgust. It seemed as if she hated Torchwick, simply because he was the orchestrator of these robberies.

"What? Why are you taking her?" demanded Weiss, who had appeared a minute after Ruby, with Yang in tow.

"I have a plan for her," Imra didn't feel the need to explain. He felt Yang's judging look. "And not in the way you're thinking Yang."

The assembled teenagers all blushed at the Courier's innuendo, so he took that opportunity to get away. "Oh, and this is Sun." He distracted, and quickly ran away.

He heard their cries, but was so far away, that they sounded like distant wind to Imra's ears. He quickly spied a small airship, small enough to fit him, and five other people. And worst of all, it was armed to the teeth. And unattended.

Six looked around, and quickly got in. It seemed as if there were no keys needed to fly it, which seemed like an awful security function.

He quickly got in, and put Neo on the seat next to him, so he could see her. He plugged himself, and the unconscious passenger next to him, and tentatively reached out.

Imra looked at the controls, and it was awfully simple - two joysticks, one he suspected that was the aiming of the guns. There was a firing button on top of the right hand joystick, and metal pedals - signifying acceleration and

He pulled on a joystick, finding himself ten meters higher, and he yelled in joy. He gave it a spin, and the aircraft quickly did a 360 turn, and he rectified the stick just slightly, causing it to right itself immediately in the air.

Imra pulled out his Pip-Boy, and pulled up the map. When he noticed the fact that it was utterly blank, with the message: "There's no signal, sucker!"

"Seriously, though? No signal?" He commented to himself.

He quickly saw the massive structure, in the distance, noticing the massive black bird in the distance.

Six frantically pulled on the joystick to the side, barely avoiding the feather projectiles of the bird. With his free hand, he aimed at the bird and fired, with a push of a button.

The bullets didn't harm the bird, but did the thing that he wanted - to push it back.

He flew onward, the screen in front of him, beeping at him, to scream at him to dodge. Imra pulled on the joystick to the right, and saw as a massive barrage of feathers flew past the side of the window to his right.

He continued onwards, quickly seeing Beacon - and his mute passenger waking up as well.

"Neo! Help! We have two - no three massive bird things, on our tail, and despite the fact that you have an umbrella, you'd die out there." He exclaimed to his passenger.

She nodded at him, focused on the Grimm. She motioned for a gun with her hands - specifically a sniper rifle.

He pulled out a sniper out of his Pip-Boy, and quickly opened the back on the airship. He gave her also a pair of boots. She looked at them questioningly, and he explained. "They're so that in all circumstances, you stay on this ship."

Neo nodded gratefully, and quickly out on the strange black boots, which melded to her feet, and kept her stuck to the ground - but felt rather comfortable.

She pulled out the sniper rifle, which she was surprised to see had a blue shot come out of it. It was rather accurate - but crudely made. It was a rifle, with a sniper scope in it, stuck together with a fabric which contrasted grandly with the rest of the rifle.

The short woman looked into the scope, just as Six was forced to pull downwards, to perform a barrel roll. She shot, the round whizzing through the air, hitting the first Nevermore right in the wing, making it scream in pain.

"Neo! I'm going to have to make a right towards Beacon, try and shoot them in the wings, or the head!" He called out, as he frantically pulled on the joystick.

She nodded, finding that she actually was enjoying this - unlike with Roman. She had fun with him, sure, but not as much. Neo shook herself from those thoughts, and smiled psychotically at the Grimm. She looked through the scope, and shot a round again, missing her target, and hitting another Nevermore.

It hit it in the chest, not causing as much damage as a shot in the wing or the head, but did cause it to stagger.

They finally reached Beacon, frantically flying around it, bringing the Grimm with them...


"Oh, no..." muttered Ozpin. He was outside, with the entire school body.

"Sir?" asked a random student.

"Yes?" He answered, absently.

"Who the heck is flying, and who is shooting?"

"One is Imra, and the other I suspect is Neopolitan. Though who is in what role..."

Glynda glared at the sliver-haired headmaster, angrily. "What do they think they are doing, Ozpin?! They are endangering us!"

"I find it cool." commented a student, with nearly all of the rest of the student body agreeing with a nod.

Ruby stared at the airship, uncomprehending the situation. There was about ten Nevermores, and an airship with either Neo or Imra flying or shooting. It looked epic though, she agreed.

"What does he think he is doing?! Associating with a criminal, and then fighting a horde of Grimm!" Weiss shrieked.

"Weiss! Calm down, he's going to do it." Blake interrupted, confident in Imra's skills.

"Why?" questioned Yang, curiously.

"Because if he took on, Torchwick, his sidekick, and the White Fang, I'm pretty confident in his chances against these Nevermores." She answered.

"Yeah." Ruby agreed with Blake.


"Dive out of here! We're gonna blow!" He shouted, quickly pulling Neo from her spot, and jumping out. She held out her umbrella, and he took the sniper off her.

They slowly lowered to the ground, with the aircraft quickly crashing into an unknown part of the forest. Imra looked at the position they were in - he was holding onto Neo, and she was holding onto her umbrella, and his arm.

As they approached the ground, Imra jumped off, with the short woman sighing mentally. She followed him, simply because she was in enemy territory, (technically), and that he seemed cool with her.

Neo closed her umbrella, to find that Courier Six was waiting for her. She tapped into her scroll, rapidly, and shoved into his face.

"'What's your name?'" He voiced, "Well, I'm Imra."

The twin coloured woman nodded, and followed the man as he walked in ever so calmly, as if he hadn't just jumped off an airship. He stood in front of Ozpin, Goodwitch, Port, and Oobleck.

"Yo." He greeted, with a v-sign on his fingers.

Neo gave an amused smile. It felt rather satisfying to have so many Huntsmen quiet, simply because of a greeting. She stood next to him, before punching him in the stomach.

"Ah... Sorry, Neo." He apologized, since he didn't feel a thing.

She smiled violently. Finally, someone who can take a hit, and not scream about it!

He put his trench coat in his Pip-Boy, and she saw what he had underneath...

"Imra... Is that a suit underneath your coat?" A girl in red asked. Neo recognized her as the girl that had Roman annoyed with anything red, for the next week or so.

"Yep. Why?" He asked, blandly. It was a typical black and white chequered suit, and grey pants underneath. They weren't broken at all - as if he repaired them as soon as they got damaged.

She quickly tapped a message on her scroll, and shoved it in Imra's face.

He turned towards the girl, and held a hand to his chin. "Why would I do that?"

She started pouting, and doing a very cute expression. It didn't work. "Ain't gonna work on me, darling. Having an enormously cute little sister does that to you."

Ozpin cleared his throat, interrupting the conversation, not moved at all by her glare. She was having fun, dammit!

"Come to my office," the headmaster started, and he turned towards the students. "Get back to your dorms."

When they didn't move, he gave a motion to Glynda, who gave the ensemble the glare to melt the entire North Pole.

Safe to say, who won.


She looked around the office, finding the clockwork construction rather fascinating. She sat down, whilst Imra merely stood.

"Six. Care to explain, why you have brought a criminal on the school premises?" Ozpin asked, sipping his cop of coffee, not giving the duo a glance.

He glanced at her, for a second, before answering, "I suspect that either Torchwick or her, are simply being used by a higher up."

She gave a frown. Being used? For all she knew, they were stealing Dust to gain a profit.

"What makes you think that?" questioned Ozpin, staring at Neo.

"The fact, that I know how thieves work. I've had to become a criminal, and I did a job with a thief. Multiple thieves, of all different backgrounds, different ages... And they all wanted one thing. Money." Imra offered the headmaster. "Isn't that right, Neo?"

She hesitantly nodded. It was true - she had been in for the money.

"So, why go through the effort to steal Dust? Why not simply rob a bank? A bank is going to give a lot more money then a batch of Dust, will." He continued.

"That's... Concerning, to say the least. If your suspicions are right, then their might be a person orchestrating a lot of things." Ozpin replied. "So, that's why, I want you two, Neo, Imra, to become a task force."

"A task force to do what?" asked Imra.

"Your mission, is rather simple. Protect Beacon, and unearth who is doing this." Ozpin offered.

Neo tapped her concerns on her scroll, and almost timidly, showed it to Six. He nodded, as he read over the message.

"If I may sir," Six started. "We'll need more then two of us. And a better arsenal, at least for me. My weapons are on the point of breaking, I'm low on ammo... And a few are broken."

Ozpin nodded. "This mission is more important, then either you, or I know. The whole entirety of Remnant may depend on this, Imra. Neo."

Neo started hyperventilating. What was this? She was being used by either Roman or his higher up, to engulf Remnant into war? Why was she being used like this? Was Roman even aware that he probably is going to die at the end?

"I'll give you ten days to decide. For the moment, take the dorm next to Team RWBY." Ozpin offered. It was rather obvious, that he was also surprised at the turning of events.

Imra nodded, and left the room. Neo quickly left the room, and quietly followed the man, who was still wearing the chequered suit.

They entered the dorm, and she motioned to the shower. He nodded, and pushed a few buttons on his Pip-Boy, quickly checking up on his armour. He vaguely heard the sounds of water dropping down onto a body, but he ignored it.

His armour and clothing, was to be honest, the better part of his arsenal at the moment. His suit, and NCR armour was in good condition, with a few random items of clothing, and armour also fine.

His weapons, were not up to scratch. His shotgun, RPG, and mini-gun were broken. His plasma and laser weapons were good, but his regular, less costly weapons were either broken or out of ammo. In all honesty, only his katana was still to die for.

His actual combat abilities? Not really up to what he used to be. He used to be faster, and much more stronger. So, he concluded, that after Ozpin bought him a new arsenal weapons, he would get back to training. With Neo, he supposed, since they were in this together.

He still wondered if Torchwick was even aware he was being manipulated? He'd likely come back for Neo, and Six had a plan - to reveal what was happening, to them.

Or was Torchwick a mastermind as well? Neo seemed extremely surprised by the fact that she was being came back out in a towel, and he gave her a glance, quickly pulling out his Vault 21 jumpsuit, from when he was twelve. It would fit, he bet. He had been 5'0 for a while, until at thirteen, he had gone into a growth spurt, boosting his height to 5'10.

He handed her the jumpsuit, the woman giving it an analytical stare, before she nodded, and put it on. She quickly tapped a message on her scroll, and showed it to him.

'Where are you from?', the message wrote. He sighed. He knew that it would come up eventually.

"Neo, to be blunt, I'm from another country, possibly another world. The drug the last time, I used it, I ended up in an enemy territory, with nothing but the clothes on my back, and a mini-gun. This time, however, I didn't take just a little bit. I ate all of it." He started.

The short woman was listening, so he continued, "In my land, war is bread with butter, but unfortunately, for us, we discovered radioactivity. It's an extremely powerful substance - but toxic to anything, and practically everything. In a war over there, nuclear bombs fell all around the world. The war ended in two hours."

She tapped onto her scroll, 'Two hours? That's impossible!'.

"Even I find it incredible. But, when I said it was toxic to everything, I mean everything. Plants, animals, humans, nothing can survive it. The people that do, are monsters - barely capable of thought apart from kill, eat, and reproduce. The rare few that are actually capable of thinking more then that, they are mistreated - to the point that it makes Faunus-Human relations seem practically peaceful."

'How did you survive?' She questioned, curiously.

"Good question. There are these Vaults, which enable people to survive. In various ways, I for one was frozen in a cyro-sleep, for two hundred years. These Vaults, claiming to be saviours of man, were actually used to conduct social experiments - for example in one Vault, a computer would order that one out of twenty people would have to die every year, just so that the computer doesn't kill them." He continued.

'How barbaric.' She told him. He gave a grim chuckle. "True, that."

"So, when I escaped my Vault, I got a job as a Courier. My first legal job. And my first legal job, I got shot in the head, and was buried alive. I was thankfully brought back to life by a doctor who's name escapes me. I wanted to change the Wasteland, as my land was called. Many monsters similar to Grimm, roamed, and I wanted to change things."

'How did you get about doing that?' She asked, bluntly.

"The problem, I have, is that the shot in my head, caused a split personality problem within me - at the moment, I'm Shiro who is peaceful, whilst Kuro wants nothing but blood. So, you can imagine that when Kuro takes control..." He stopped.

The memories of the dead, screaming as Kuro (no him, his traitorous mind whispered), brutally murdered, tortured...

Neo gave him a tap on the side of the arm, waking him up from his stupor, giving him a concerned look.

'You okay?'

"I'm fine," he replied, continuing on. "When Kuro takes control, I murder everything, that I see, torture those that refuse me, etcetera. So, I travelled around, meeting many martial artists, who helped me with Kuro, telling me to accept him, and even if I hate him, he must be accepted, so my mind and body stay safe. They also helped me develop my swordsmanship, and hand-to-hand.

"I started my revolution, aiming to cleanse the Wasteland of the tyrant, the useless, and the slavers. I used my impressive swordsmanship as a means to do that. I started using guns, when my mission got harder, and more dangerous. I ended up, killing everything that was apart of those factions, in a goal, that I felt was necessary, for the survival of the Wasteland.

"It was when I was starting to fight the elite, and aliens, that I realized how corrupt it is, and that it was in fact the heads that were corrupt. Do you want to know what these factions were called? The tyrant are Mr. House, the useless are the New California Republic or NCR, and the slavers are Caesar's Legion.

"The New Carolina Republic sounds like a good idea, but in fact it isn't. When I got into their documents room, it revealed plans to use America as a way to conquer the other continents. Sounds good? It isn't. They planned on sending out nuclear bombs to the other countries, and then invade. Mr. House used his robots to force people to do stuff they didn't want to, their wages were penniless, and the Legion simply wants to have a totalitarian autocratic world.

"I wanted to change that. Revert it back to the way it was before the nuclear bombs - a democracy, the global market blooms, and everything was fine. People got good wages, slavery was next to non-existent, criminality was at an all-time low, terrorism is only present in video games...

"Sorry. Let's get to bed? I think I rambled too long, anyway." Imra offered.

Neo nodded, and tapped her message. 'You could have done it, you know.'


Neo woke up, remembering Imra's tale from last night. To be honest, it sounded horrible, living in the Wasteland, living with the fact that to do what you think is right, you have to kill thousands of people. And she suspected that he had killed thousands.

Still, she knew that he was a good person, and a good fighter, despite the fact that he had no Aura, or a Semblance.

"Neo? Apparently, despite the fact that we're supposed to be a task force, we still have to go to class." Six stated, sounding irritated.

'Really? Me, and you could probably beat everyone in there!' exclaimed Neo.

"Maybe. Let's not be arrogant, and assume that someone can beat us." He replied.

She followed him, not needing him to tell her that. It garnered some strange looks - a duo of a woman with an umbrella, and bright clothes, and a man with a trench coat, and a suit underneath.

They moved out of the way, clearing a path because Six glared at everyone, and because Neo had plastered a psychopathic smile on her face. They entered Goodwitch's classroom, with Imra quickly sitting down next to Team RWBY, as she also followed him.

"Welcome class. Today, we have a new arrival: Neopolitan." Glynda introduced, an unnoticeable glare on her face.

She nodded, plastering a smile on her face, whilst Six was a stark contrast - not caring at all.

"Since, I want you to introduce how real Hunstmen fight, Imra, and Neopolitan will fight. Everyone, and I mean everyone," She started, giving a look at Teams RWBY, and JNPR. "Can learn from this."

Imra gave a small smirk. "Want that rematch, Neo?"

'I'm going to win this time!' She yelled through her scroll. Her face made it clear - she wanted a rematch.

They entered opposite ends, with Imra brandishing his katana, and Pew Pew, and Neo with her umbrella.

"Begin!" Glynda announced.

Imra stood still, closing his eyes, and suddenly dodged to the side, shooting Pew Pew, towards Neo, who blocked with her umbrella. Meanwhile, they vaguely heard Goodwitch lecturing, and their classmates (Neo snorted at that), listening.

He jumped towards the short woman, who used her illusions to mask herself in the shadows. His sword went through the illusion, and attempted to stab him the back, with Six suddenly turning around and shooting rounds into her.

Her umbrella opened up, with a massive barrier of Dust swarming towards him.

He pulled out his plasma rifle, and shot a barrage of rounds into the Dust, breaking it, causing smoke to appear around the battlefield. Imra took the opportunity to leap towards Neo, and use the wall next to him, to launch himself.

He swung his sword downwards, just as she blocked, with her umbrella activating, her sword appearing. He jumped away, just as Neo overpowered her swing, and he shot a round into her - it was an illusion.

Imra closed his eyes, and focused, jumping, just as a massive blast of fire, and electricity pumped towards him. He put his sword into his Pip-Boy, putting it into the quick-use section.

His rifle was put onto his back, and he sidestepped, the fireball barely missing his coat by a centimetre. He lunged towards Neo, and jumped on a wall, holding out his fist towards her face.

She blocked with her forearm, and a hand-to-hand fight ensued, with Six leaping back, and pulled out his pistol from his Pip-Boy, firing a round into Neo's shoulder.

She clutched at it, with Goodwitch exclaiming, "Imra wins by drawing first blood!"

Imra took a leaf from his Pip-Boy, and quickly put it on her wound. His bullet had completely travelled through her shoulder, but that leaf that he had, quickly soothed her pain.

'Thanks, Imra.' She offered, by shoving her scroll into his face.

"You're welcome. It's rather common back home, so ya know." He commented.

They re-entered the room, just as Neo plastered a smile onto her face, and Imra scowled.

"Imra! Neo! That was so cool! With the lightning, fire, but then he dodged, but when he hit you it was an illusion!" Nora exclaimed.

Neo blinked, before asking, 'Who is this?'

"This is Nora Valkyrie, and Nora this is Neo." Six introduced.

"Hey, Neo!" exclaimed Nora.

Neo shoved her scroll into Imra's face again. "She says, 'hey.'"

'That wasn't what I said.' She deadpanned.

He whispered, "so? What does it change?"

'A lot.'

"Meh." He waved her off.

"Imra! How come you aren't in our dorm any more?" Ruby demanded.

"Ozpin moved me and Neo into it, when we made the most epic entrance known to man." Imra replied, just as Neo punched him in the stomach again.

"Should I say 'ow'?" He commented, just as Neo kicked him in the shin.

"Oh, and Neo says that it was the most badass thing ever," He continued, just as she started head-butting him. "Just kidding, she actually says that if there were more Nevermores, and more flying, it would have been the most badass thing ever."

Neo nodded, happy with what he had said.

"Would Yang Xiao Long, and Pyrrha Nikos come to the arena!"

Six moved out of the way, just as Neo bashed the head of someone with her umbrella.

'Can we get some ice cream?' The dual-coloured woman asked.

"Sure." He answered.

Just as the door exploded open.


AN: I don't know how I'm doing it. Two 4k chapters in the space of two days? I am spoiling you guys.

So, Neo is now Imra's sidekick. In this, she isn't aware of Cinder, and all of that...

Do you guys want Roman to be an antagonist, a funny character to break the tension, or one of the protagonists? To be honest, I'm leaning more towards breaking the tension, but hey.

If you're asking why this is the start of the main quest? Simply because, let's say that Neo is that essential character that starts the quest-line. And this isn't a side quest - this is the main quest-line.

And I do read all the reviews, so yeah. The one about Frank, is hilarious by the way.

Hope you enjoyed, read and stuff like that.