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Remnant's Courier
Chapter VI
Thwarted
Laura wondered if the entire god forsaken world was out to get her. As soon as she had woken up, she had arrived in a forest that reminded her of the Old World, Nate... Best not to think about the past, she decided, as painful memories shot at her like a mini-gun.
The Sole Survivor tentatively looked around the forest, and found that there was a werewolf-like monster that immediately leapt at her. She barely managed to back away, just as a claw scratched the ground near where she just was.
"For fuck's sake. Everywhere I go, something wants to kill me!" She exclaimed annoyed, but scared all at the same time. This thing was nearly as big as a Deathclaw, despite not having as much attack power - the Deathclaws in the Mojave (and the Commonwealth) could destroy entire parts of houses with a single swipe of their claws.
She pulled out her rifle and fired a few tentative shots into the parts that weren't covered with armour. Despite the fact that she barely knew anything about guns, she thanked that she had gotten a reasonable amount of training from the various companions that accompanied her.
The thing staggered at her shots, so she kept on firing at the beast until it died. That was a bit anticlimactic she mused, all things considered.
She continued onwards and eventually found that there were ruins of some kind, with signs of a battle taking place - there were scorch signs, bullets and all other things that dictated her observation.
Whilst not an uncommon sight, (it happened nearly everywhere she went), she was interested since there was a sign that an energy weapon had been used which was a relatively unusual sight for her, since there wasn't any other signs of those weapons being used. There was also traces of ice attacks being used, which surprised her since ice was practically nonexistent in the Wasteland.
That led her back to her thoughts about what happened to the Arctic Circle, and Antarctica. The nuclear war must have done something to the two Poles; much like the rest of the world.
It was things like that, was what made her like being a thinker more then a fighter. She preferred talking about things, then actually demonstrating them. Then again, she nearly died in nearly every fight fought in, so maybe she should actually get better at actually performing stuff.
She eventually found a cliff, and frowned. There was a massive vertibird that had settled right in front of her eyes, that made her suspicious of this place for the fact that technology similar to the Brotherhood's was seemingly used all the time for probably meaningless tasks.
It settled down, causing a massive dust cloud to arise around her. She flinched as harsh specks of dust hit her unprotected eyes, which made her curse her own need to always look at least reasonably good.
"Ozpin. It looks like one of those 'Wastelanders' that you are so keen on calling them, is here." A voice sounded out, a woman's if she had heard it correctly.
"Hmm. Get her inside. She might have some clue on where mister Six is."
The Sole Survivor finally managed to gain a look at the ones that found her, in the middle of this paradise even if it did have malicious creatures. "Er... Who are you guys? I'm Laura."
"Well, she is Glynda Goodwitch and I am the headmaster of this faculty, Ozpin." The silver-haired man replied, as he looked over her with a relatively detached eye. "Pray tell what a twenty-three year old, who doesn't seem to have a lot of combat experience, doing in the Emerald Forest?"
"I reckon that I got here similar to Six." She replied honestly. "But, I'm not sure. The man sure had a lot of those type of drugs."
"Should have expected that, honestly." Goodwitch muttered, under her breath.
"Glynda," chastised the headmaster. "I don't think that is a very good idea, especially at the moment."
"Huh? What's happening at the moment?" The Vault Dweller asked, as she bit her lip.
Ozpin looked at her with a critical eye, before nodding to himself and explaining the situtation. "Imra disappeared this morning and even when teams RWBY and JNPR called him back, he didn't stop. Thus, they are relatively... Sensitive on the topic of him."
"I... Think that I know why." Laura answered hesitantly. She personally hated sharing personal information, but she also dictated that those close to that person should know.
"Why then, miss Laura." The headmaster said, and she noted that it wasn't a question - more like he knew that she would give them the information necessary.
"He has... A split personality. Another personality called Kuro, that somehow manages to change his hair colour and is the amalgamation of all of his destructive and negative traits. The devil that is in all of us, if you like that analogy. According to Imra, he is utterly psychopathic, destructive and seeks to ruin all that he lives for." She explained, feeling utterly sorry for the guy. "He was created when he got shot in the head, at the hands of a man called Benny."
"That sounds... Bad. Despite the fact that mister Six isn't as skilled as either me or Glynda, his pure destructive capabilities and versatility are a problem. Anything else, before I assemble a team to get Kuro out of Imra's body?" Ozpin stated, sounding like he wanted to feel pity for the Courier's situation.
"Whenever Kuro's angry or hasn't gotten out, he destroys any town or city that he feels like he can destroy." Laura answered, before she added. "Can I help? I'm a capable medic, so I could heal any of the team that gets injured."
"Since you have information on this other personality, I shall give you permission to accompany them. But let's get moving." Ozpin ordered, and she got in.
The Sole Survivor wondered if this was going to become another massive, dangerous, but fulfilling adventure.
The second one was certain, at least in her eyes.
Kuro smiled psychotically at the injured Huntress, that had attempted to fight him at the outpost. It had been a good fight, but the Stealth Suit had been supplying him with Stimpaks whenever he was too injured.
Shiro could have operated at under 50% but he was a different type of fighter then himself. For whenever Shiro took a hit, he could keep on going either due to his implants, or because of the fact the Elite Riot Gear was a real damage absorber unlike his Suit. But he did like the fact that the AI could also make him a juggernaut.
He vaguely noticed the struggling that she made, and responded by shooting her in the other foot than the one that he had just shot, forcing her to screech in pain and attempt to get away.
"Are you going to tell me where the next outpost is? I could simply find it, instead of torturing you." The split personality said neutrally, before completely changing tone. "Unless you want me to shoot your legs off?!"
"Fuck... You." retorted the Huntress, just before the man shot off her right leg making her cry out.
"You should never get the last word!" He laudhed out, as he kicked her newly made stump, before his tone went neutral once more. "I guess that your family are next..."
"Go ahead, asshole..." She got out, as she started bleeding out. "They're in Vale, which is way too big for you..."
He shot her two arms off, and giggled. "I don't need to destroy Vale, you silly, silly woman. I can be discrete, you know... Hehehe."
Before the Faunus Huntress could get anything out, Kuro quickly decapitated her with his sword, having enough of her chatter for one day. He looked over the absolute destruction of the town, and let out a small laugh. It was so similar to the carnage that the Legion had done to Nipton, but instead of fire reigning, it was completely destroyed buildings and cadavres that had attempted to fight him.
There was nothing left to fight, apart from the Grimm that were currently eating the dead.
He walked away from the utter carnage, and savoured the screams and utter dread that had been invoked during his attack, just as a piercing headache hit him like a bullet.
So, Shiro managed to get enough grip on their mind, to try and take over once more. But, his own desire to remain was clearly overpowering Shiro's own to get back their body.
The Grimm finally noticed his presence, and a massive armoured werewolf that he recognised as being a Beowolf charged at him, with the intention to maim and obviously eat. It was definitely old, since many scars littered the monster's body.
He merely smirked as he grabbed that Huntress' weapon - a sword with the ability of taking Aura from the user, to envelop it with either fire or electricity, at least that was what he had observed. And his Pip-Boy did say that it was in perfect condition compared to Shiro's katana.
As soon as the armoured monster attempted to swipe at him, he rolled to the side and quickly noticed the fact that it had an unarmoured belly, but didn't have time to react to that weakness, as the Grimm lunged at him.
He merely slid under the Alpha, and stabbed the sword into it's stomach before pulling it out as the beast jumped backwards, and roared. The roar threw Imra off his feet, and forced him into a skid.
He looked up and saw that the Grimm now had reinforcements, with about twenty more Beowolfs but they had slightly less armour then the one that he had dubbed 'Alpha'.
He merely pulled out his plasma rifle, and continuously fired at the werewolf-like Grimm, managing to kill two before he narrowly swerved to avoid the combined fanged attacks, and immediately pressed a button on his Pip-Boy, which gave him his laser shotgun which he immediately fired at the two Grimm that had attacked him, in the stomach.
He then smashed his shotgun into their sides, and fired two shots which easily killed the two Beowolves. He jumped onto a tree, which made him avoid the crashing attack of the Alpha, and he pressed another button which gave him a plasma pistol.
He called out, "try and get me down, you pieces of donkey shit!"
Apparently, the more armoured one wanted to really fucking maim him since when it hit the tree, it cut in half and the beast was barely straining itself. Kuro knew that he was tough, but he wasn't sure of the fact that he wouldn't get severely injured by a hit from the armoured fuck.
He decided to not use his plasma pistol, and pulled out his plasma rifle and as soon as he landed; he fired continuous shots on the other Beowolves, knowing that a horde would eventually kill him. He continued retreating into the massive forest, and climbed up trees just to get a few shots in before he jumped off it.
He just realized that they were all Alphas, but their leader had slightly more spikier armour. Fucking hell, were all the powerful monster practically attracted by him? Kuro blamed Shiro for being probably too righteous and attracting them.
He continued his strategy until only one of them was left - the one who had started this whole battle, who he had dubbed 'Spiky Fucker Who Can Resist Plasma Rifles'.
He pulled out the sword that he had gotten from that Huntress, and attempted to jump onto the spiky fucker who jumped backwards to avoid his sword. He was forced to land in a roll, but managed to land right in front of the Grimm who forced him to swerve himself past the two claws that were intent on maiming him.
He stabbed his sword underneath the beasts chin, and pierced through into the brain. He pulled it out when he noticed it decomposing, as he absently kicked the monster and walked away.
There was always more towns to destroy, people to kill and of course scavenging to do.
Ozpin had always been slightly weary of Courier Six, mainly because of the fact that he was abnormally powerful. He had no Aura, nor any note while Semblance that he had observed.
That Pip-Boy was absurdly useful to the man's power, but it hadn't made the Courier into the man that can fight on equal footing with trained Huntsmen and Huntresses.
His sword mastery was relatively mediocre, since all he had seen the man do was either dodge and hit, or parry and hit. No style or substance to it, but it worked.
Six was a trained marksman, but he had obviously been outclassed by someone since he heard mutterings whenever he fired a shot from a gun of "should have been better", from the man.
He hadn't sent teams RWBY, JNPR and that woman for their power - they'd be outclassed by how versatile the Courier was. They had been sent because he was convinced that Shiro would take control, if he saw what Kuro was doing to his friends.
It was then that the headmaster realized, that the real power that had made the Courier what he was was sheer versatility. The man could fight you in a melee, and afterwards pull out a shotgun and fire it in your face. A crude example, for sure but it could work out like that.
He had also made Qrow scout the team out, in case Imra actually tried to kill them since that was always a possibility of that happening especially if/could/should Kuro still be in control. But, he personally hoped that merely the sight of teams RWBY and JNPR trying to save him from himself would put Shiro in control.
It reminded him of a woman that had similar problems to Six, but instead of her personality wanting to destroy everything in it's path, it wanted to dominate everything in her path, unlike the kind Huntress that could only really act out against the Grimm.
Unlike Six though, she didn't actually know of this personality so the only way to stop her was to simply knock her out, and pray that she got out of it.
But, actually giving each other names and it actually being a battle to dominate the Courier's body? He never knew of a mental disorder that worked like that.
There was also the fact, that apparently Imra's hair colour and skills changed with each of the two personalities, which also added another factor into it. Which was a blessing and a curse, since they could recognise between the two personalities but what if a third personality appeared? That was a real danger. It could be worse then Kuro.
That shouldn't happen because according to Laura, they were always fighting for control thus a third personality would be quickly eliminated in the clash.
In the meanwhile, across the continent, a blue dot darted towards the last known position of the Courier.
Jaune didn't really know how to feel about the whole situation, since despite the fact that Imra had encouraged him into training harder (via an utter beating), they hadn't spoken much after that.
But, if push came to shove, he personally swore that he'd also bash his head in to get him to see sense. The doctor that was accompanying them had said that the man had a split personality, which indicated to Jaune that yes, he would have to probably bash his head with either his shield or the butt of his sword.
He knew that he wasn't strong/good enough to even to get a glancing hit on the man, but what he had that Six didn't was companions to help him fight. It was only him, at least most of the time.
"Alright," Jaune started, interrupting the dark thoughts of nearly everyone else. "Guys, I think that we need a plan."
"Why?" asked Blake, curiously. "The Courier isn't invincible."
"Obviously," he replied, swallowing his anxiety forcefully. "But, he is strong enough to be a threat to our lives. Despite all that, I... I believe that the Courier that we all know, in in there somewhere. I know it, and you guys know it. Don't even try and deny it."
"How are we going to do that, then?" Yang questioned. "Give me an answer to that, Vomit Boy."
"Simple really. Three of us - me, Ren and Blake since we're the sneakiest, are going to try and knock him out from either afar, or from up close. And the rest since you five are the big hitters, you'll distract them. Even if he notices that you are only five people, I think that he's going to deal with you first."
"So, we're the cannon fodder..." muttered Yang, under her breath.
Pyrrha is obviously going to be manipulating whatever metal/weapons that he has on him, Ruby is going to do run-and-hit, Yang is going to do her normal thing, Weiss is going to assist all of you four in your tasks, and Nora... Assist Yang. Got what I'm going for?" The hoodie-wearing teen explained, completely ignoring Yang's mutter.
"Just one question... Why is it you that's being the sneaky type, and not someone like Ruby?" Weiss asked, curiously.
"Because she has super speed, and is much more useful as a distraction." He answered, bluntly. "I might not be the sneakiest guy around, but I reckon that I can take a hit if he does actually act out against us, and I'm also a distraction so that these two can get a good few hits in. Anything else?"
When no-one asked anything else, he smiled and saw down.
"I'm surprised that it's Vomit Boy that's taking charge." The blonde girl commented, making Jaune face-fault.
"What is it with people and undermining me?" He groaned, not even noticing the fact that Pyrrha had put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Don't sweat it, I think it's cool." Yang said to him. "I didn't think that you had it in you."
A back-handed compliment, maybe but he was cool with it as well.
"Thanks," Jaune muttered, as he shot her a thumbs up. His airsickness was activating itself again, and he quickly swallowed another pill that the school nurses had given him for his airsickness, with strict orders to use it as soon as he felt sick in the air.
After a fifteen minutes, the pilot said, "Oh god..."
"What..." The sword-wielding boy asked, before he looked out of the window. "Oh fuck."
The town that Six had last been reported being seen at, was completely utterly destroyed with the Grimm slowly eating all of the people that had died by the man's hand.
"Drop us here," Pyrrha got out, as nearly everyone apart from Blake, Jaune, Ren and surprisingly Nora managed to not vomit. He was only not vomiting because his pills were completely stopping any vomiting on his part, but he wondered what the fuck had those three seen to only look horrified at the sight.
The pilot nodded, and quickly descended.
The Courier smiled at the sight of the aircraft, dropping a group of teenagers that he immediately recognized as being those brats that Shiro liked so much. He had successfully driven off most of the Grimm, but the rest of the Grimm seemed to be instead studying him or eating the bodies of all those that he had killed.
"Is this a party?" He taunted as he saw them approach. He noted that three of them had disappeared. "Because I can now add more to the list of 'Shiro's Friends That Have Been Killed By Me'!"
"Shut up! I know that Imra is still inside there!" shouted a small red girl, that Shiro seemed to find cute.
"Oh, Shiro? He's watching all this happening... And the worst part?" Kuro said, a wide grin on his face. "He can't do a thing! He's always been tortured by the fact that I'm in his head, trying to get him to submit! But he doesn't want to..."
"Alright, you're done for buster." Yang said, completely serious about this fight.
The Courier was forced onto the defensive, as he jumped back as a fist rocketed past where he just was. His weapon was out of his hands, and he growled in anger. He pulled out his Pip-Boy, and pressed a rapid mix of buttons.
His right forearm were suddenly covered with Two Step Goodbye, as he quickly activated V.A.T.S. The world was slowing down, as she fired a shell at his face. He slowly avoided the bullets, as he got close enough, his fist lashed out, and he hit her in the stomach. An explosion sounded out, and she was thrown head over heels.
"This thing isn't being affected by your powers, is it?" He questioned the red-haired girl, with a slight grin on his face. It wasn't a very nice grin, all things considered. "Hahaha! And Shiro didn't want to fight you for that very reason!"
His V.A.T.S were still activated, and he barely avoided the strikes to the stomach from a... Scythe? Heh.
He punched the ground, an explosion sounding out, interrupting the girls momentum. His V.A.T.S cancelled out, but he still kicked the distracted girl in the face. His left hand punched out another set of armour to use, which was the Scorched Sierra power armour. Honestly, Arcade was the only friend of Shiro's that he didn't want to kill, if only for the fact that the Scorched Sierra armour, didn't make him any slower then usual.
He rolled to the side, as he barely avoided the glyphs of the white-haired girl. He leaped towards them as a sniper bullet hit his armour... And did nothing at all. He lashed out, as he blocked a punch from the blonde-haired girl.
She attempted to fire a shell, only for Six to grab her arm with his unarmed hand, and he brought her over his shoulder. Hepunched her once more in the stomach, sending flying once more into a tree, head-first.
His reflexes went haywire, as he blocked a hand that sent him flying into a tree. Six managed to land his feet first, only to get a rifle fired at his back managing to only push him towards a very recognizable shield, which hit him in the face, causing him to fall back.
"Fucking hell. What is it with always being sent against groups?" He asked himself, as he advanced towards the blonde boy that was attempting to fight him. Shiro had fought him, and apparently he had improved since he had actually managed to get a hit in.
A black-haired boy was next to the blonde in an instant, and Kuro saw that if he even moved a muscle, he'd be shot from all sides.
"Are you going to give up, Six?" asked a black-haired girl, who was pleading with him via the eyes.
"I know that you're not going to do it," The Courier said, neutrally - a stark contrast to barely a few minutes ago. "Because the 'real' Courier Six is inside here, and do you know that he's trying really hard to break free to try and stop me?"
They had hesitated for merely a second, and he had already pulled out the Fatman. "See you later... I guess that Shiro is going to have to live with it, eh?"
Before Kuro could perform that action, he gripped his head as a feminine voice whispered in his head. "I think that is enough."
And all he knew after that, was that he was in a chair, in front of two people - one he recognized as clear as day, but there was now a woman there.
"Payback is going to be a bitch, isn't it?" Imra grinned as he saw Kuro trying to get of the chair.
"Yes, it is." A woman with a strange white cloak replied, to the trench-coat wearing man.
The only thing that the personality could do, was sweat profusely.
AN: I know that a lot of people are going to shout 'bullshit' at the abrupt end of this arc, but I have quite a few plans for this psychological problem.
I bet that a lot of people were wanting to see a Courier Six vs Qrow match, but I decided that being doubled-teamed by RWBY and JNPR would be enough to at the very least give him a good throwing around.
Though for all you know, that match might happen in the either distant/near future.
Also, I bet a few of you are trying to think about who that woman is, and first clue: it isn't a Fallout character.
Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed.
