Chapter 7:

Omega walked down the empty corridor towards the Forge. He'd noticed a steady rise in his aura reserves, an overload, if you would call it that. As all huntsmen and huntresses know, or should know, excessive amounts of aura can tamper with one's mental or physical well-being. In some of the most severe cases, people have lost their sanity and/or limbs.

Which is currently why he is walking to the forge to cut a hole in his left arm and insert a custom yet-to-be-buit computer chip into it.

Yep, totally normal.

Of course, he wasn't just going to cut open an arm and slide the chip in, that would be stupid. He'd need an upgrade. Which is why, once he has made said chip and cut said hole, he is going to head up to the library and write an excessively complex programme to manage the data for his arm, the programme will be called Marshmallow.

Again, completely and utterly normal.

For a beacon student that is.

"Hey, Or, could you gimme a bit of fire? Preferably about 5000 degrees." He asked, looking over to the figure next to him.

"Of course, Omega" the other person said in response, spontaneously combusting on the spot.

He looked the same as Omega, apart from the fact that he was bald and wearing an orange shirt and trousers, unlike Omega who was wearing a black trenchcoat, with 60 cal. dust rounds attached to his belt, and dust infused iron plated jeans.

"… Thanks." he said, as his burning companion melted the metal, then merged with him again.

"We are the metaaaa!" he shouted as he disappeared, leaving a very confused and suddenly exhausted Omega behind.

Omega just stared at the place where he was, before shaking his head and turning back to the mould infront of him. Pouring the molten iron into the mould, he pulled out a small vial containing a grey dust like substance. Sprinkling a handful into the iron, he watched as it cooled at an incredible speed, hammering it when he saw irregularities.

"Seriously, what goes on in his head..." Omega muttered, removing the newly created memory unit from the mould. "Anyway... memory dust, how helpful you are… or will be, at that" he sighed, pocketing the prototype dust.

Prost, Crimson and Rosa walked into their dorm after a 50 minute training session to, who they thought was, Omega wearing a red trenchcoat and trousers, though they didn't notice the ever so slight height difference… being he was 30 centimetres shorter.

"Hello Omega" Crimson said, walking into the room and falling onto her bed, not realising the differences.

"Bwargh" he replied, grinning like a child.

Silence filled the room as everyone noticed the differences.

"Hey guys, what's up?" a familiar voice said from behind them, causing Prost and Rosa to turn around in disbelief. "Red! What did I say about tricking my friends?" he said, telling off the, what seemed like, younger version of him.

"Don't do it unless entirely necessary" 'Red' pouted, staring at his feet.

"Good, now go on, join your brothers" Omega replied as 'Red' hugged him, and merged with him again, leaving an even more tired Omega than he was before.

The room was silent for a few seconds.

"Okay, so… what did I just watch?" Prost asked, still incredibly confused, while walking over to his bed and sat down, being quickly joined by his sister, who had stayed silent the whole time.

"Oh, that's my semblance, I rarely use it though… it's really… really tiring" Omega stated, collapsing on his bed without getting changed, and instantly falling asleep.

Everyone just stared at him for a few seconds, until Crimson stood up and headed to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Crimson was awoken, oh, so rudely in the middle of the night to two voices talking.

"Who's the girl?" voice uno asked, his voice filled with curiosity.

"Oh, that's Crimson, she's my friend and team leader" voice two stated, a hint of happiness in his tone, she assumed it was Omega.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, and who's the sleeping girl?" voice one questioned, making Crimson curse under her breath.

There was silence for a few seconds.

"Crim?" Omega asked, sounding slightly irritated. "By any chance would you be awake, my fine lady?" he continued, making her sigh and turn over to look at him.

She saw a see-through midget sitting on Omega's shoulder. Silence continued.

"… Why do you have a transparent midget on your shoulder?" she asked, confused out of her mind.

"Ah, yeah… So… you know how my arm's kinda, not real..?" Omega started explaining.

Crimson just gave him a look which rather bluntly said 'get on with it'.

"ImadeanAItomoderatemyauralevelsbecausemybodystillisn'tusedtomissinganarm" He explained in one breath.

Crimson just stared at him, not understanding a word he just said.

"He made me to control his aura, his soul is still producing aura for a full body, not one with a metal arm" the see-through midget clarified.

"Oh..." she responded "What's the A stand for?" she asked.

"Artificial" Omega answered.

"And the-"

"Intelligence" Both Omega and AI responded in unison.

"Ohhhh… so, how did you make it?" she asked "I mean… must have been rather complex, creating something that can answer questions and learn like a real person?" she continued.

Omega rubbed the back of his neck as he started to go through everything he did. "So… when I went to the forge I created a memory chip using iron and a custom dust of my own design called memory dust" he started.

"Memory dust?" Crimson interrupted.

"It contains the memories or, in this case, aura of the person who uses it, it's still in the experimental phase, though, so… I won't give it to Ice Queen yet." Omega explained, taking out a small bottle from his trenchcoat on the bedpost and handing it to his faunus friend, who inspected the dust inside, "Anyway, since you wanted me to continue" he started back up, his face lighting up from the tech talk "I cut a hole into my left arm for the chip to actually be in contact with me. This will provide it easy access to my aura so that it doesn't go overboard. After that, I headed to the library to create one of the most complex programmes I have ever heard of, ever. In all time. And called it marshmallow, because it's necessary for me. Oh, and I channelled a bit of aura into the chip, to get it working, you know?" he finished, beaming the widest smile Crimson had ever seen on his face.

"That's… rather excessive… even for you" she stated bluntly, barely comprehending any of what he just explained to her.

"Yeah… when he explained it to me I was confused as well, but I try not to worry about it" the midget said again.

"Oh yeah, small… see-through… midget guy, what's your name? It's kinda irritating thinking of you as 'midget' all the time, even in my head" Crimson asked, "And good advice by the way. I have a habit of doing that with Omega most of the time, now that I think about it..." she started, her voice turning into a mutter towards the end.

"I heard that!" Omega whisper-shouted, both of them ignored him.

"He called me Alpha Iota, I'm assuming he's continuing his family's tradition of names from the dark millennia… I'd actually like to research into that time period at some point..." 'Alpha' stated, curiosity taking the better of him.

"The dark millennia..?" Crimson asked.

"Oh, you don't know?" Omega looked at her, slightly confused, "Well… to put it simply, no one knows whether it actually existed… but that's not relevant, the dark millennia is a time period from before dust and, supposedly, before even the creatures of Grimm. There are many theories about it, one of which is that there were no Faunus at the time, only humanity, and they survived on seven continents, seven of them! Not the five we know to exist today..."

"Woah.. Crimson" gasped, the idea was otherworldly in her eyes.

"I know… weird, anyway, we should really sleep, it's..." he stated, checking his scroll, "3AM! Welp! Goodnight!" he said, falling asleep instantly.

"I wish I knew how he did that..." Crimson muttered, going back to sleep herself.

Omega felt himself being prodded awake by someone. Someone with irritatingly cold hands. "Lemme sleep a li'l lnger" he slurred, struggling to get the words out of his mouth.

"How much longer do you want?" A female voice asked from beside him.

"… A day?" he replied, hope lining his voice. That is, before he was ever so rudely awoken by the covers of his bed being ripped off, and him being jettisoned onto the floor, "I'm awake!" he yelled, standing up before turning to the grinning twins next to him. He knew that grin. It was the shit-eating grin of someone who had found out someone's awkward secret, "Oh fuck no..." he said, remembering his rather… 'interesting' dream from last night.

"So… like a sister?" Prost grinned at him, receiving the coldest glare he'd ever seen from Omega's already narrowed eyes, before he starting laughing as he watched Omega stormed to the bathroom.

"Ugh… what's all the noise?" they heard a tired voice come from their left. They turned to see Crimson struggling to prop herself up. She placed a hand where she thought the bed was, missed, and fell out the bed entirely, making the Blanco twins laugh even louder than they already were.

Pointing at Prost, Crimson gave her first order of the day, "You! Get me a coffee! Two creams and two sugars!" she commands.

"Ugh, fine, I'll be ri-" he started, beginning to walk away before he crashed into Omega, who was only wearing a towel.

An incredibly awkward silence filled the room as two people's faces flushed red, another rubbed his nose while glaring at his friend, and the final stood perfectly calm, holding a cup of coffee in his metal hand.

"I have your coffee, Crim." Omega said, acting as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened.

"Uh… th-thanks" She stuttered, quickly grabbing the cup from him.

"Oh, could someone give me my clothes please" He said, pointing to the surprisingly neat pile of clothes next to his bed, which Rosa quickly picked up and gave to him and then proceeded to push him back into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

There was a brief silence as everyone processed what had just happened before howls of laughter could be heard from behind the bathroom door.

"God-fucking-damnit" Prost muttered, glaring at where he assumed Omega was.

"Yes, students, the forest of Forever Fall is indeed beautiful. But we are not here to sight-see. Professor Peach has asked all of you to collect samples from the trees deep inside this forest, and I'm here to make sure none of you die while doing so." Goodwitch explained while three of the four teams behind her were awestruck by the red forest around them, before stopping to continue "Each of you is to gather one jar's worth of red sap. However, this forest is full of the creatures of Grimm, so be sure to stay by your teammates. We will rendezvous back here by 4 o'clock. Have fun!"

Omega and Crimson turned to look at the rest of their team, giving them a grin before following teams RWBY and NPR.

"Sooooooooo… Omega, who do you like?" Prost grinned, receiving a brief glare from him.

"No one" He responded, not looking at Prost.

"Is that so? Bec-" Before Prost could finish, he found himself flying through the air and colliding with a tree… or five.

Silence filled the clearing as Omega turned to Crimson and Rosa, "I'll be right back" he said, giving a warning glare to Rosa before heading in the direction Prost flew.

He ran through the forest until he came across a clearing caused by someone's recent collision with multiple trees.

"Oh, hey Omega" Prost called out from the centre of it all.

"Hey" Omega replied, "Look, don't tell her about that okay?" he said, getting straight to the point.

"Oh? Is that confirmation of my suspicions?" Prost asked with a sly grin on his face.

"Ugh, no" Omega replied, glaring at him.

"But seriously, do you like her?" Prost asked, unexpectedly turning serious all of a sudden and turning to face his teammate.

"I don't know" Omega replied.

A silence filled the air as Prost tried to process this information, it was actually a bit harder than some would think.

"… You… don't know?" he asked, surprised at the unexpected answer, "How do you not know?"

"I don't know, I just don't, it's as confusing as you'd expect it to be" Omega answered, leaning against a tree and sighing as he stared up at the sky.

A few seconds passed without the two saying anything, "Should we head back to the other two..?" Prost asked, deciding not to pry any further.

They walked back through the forest in silence, neither speaking for separate reasons. Omega because he simply liked it, and Prost because he didn't want to say anything that would irritate his friend. That is… until a very annoying person ran into them yelling about an Ursa going after Cardin. Omega's eyes lit up at the news. "Where?" He asked. The CRDL team member pointed behind him, "Thank you" Omega grinned, dropping him.

"Omega, what are you doing?" Prost asked, slightly scared by Omega's tone. He watched his friend as he watched the lone CRDL member run off, his grin growing to demonic proportions. "Omega?" he asked again.

"Settling the score" he replied before running in the direction that they were told at a speed Prost couldn't catch up to.

Welp! Sorry for the long delay! I've had exams recently so I've been revising a crap ton meaning I haven't had time to type this chapter up.

Again, sorry.

Also, that conversation that Prost had with Omega in the forest, yeah, that happened to me once, irritating as hell when you're in a situation like that.

Anyway, review and stay legendary!

-=[MysteriousBiscuit]=-

P.S Yes, there was a RvB reference in there.