Chapter 8:

"How in the quite literal flying fuck did you lose him?!" Crimson shrieked, fire burning in her pitch black eyes. All of her rage being directed at the boy infront of her. Said boy was fearing for his life, not answering the question. "How. Did. You. Lose him?!" She repeated, literally burning his clothing with her glare.

Prost finally managed to find his voice. "He ran off!" He blurted out, cowering away from the furious leader infront of him. Upon hearing this Crimson calmed down a bit, only slightly though.

"He ran off?" she asked, venom in her voice, "Which way did he go?" She asked, glaring at Prost who flinched, expecting an attack that didn't come.

"He went to find Cardin, something about 'settling the score', I'm not really sure what it meant..." Prost replied, gaining the interest of his sister and receiving a groan from Crimson "What?" he asked.

"I have a feeling Cardin's going to be in the infirmary for a while, Prost" She sighed, finally having calmed down after the impotent rage that stood before them a second ago. She turned to face in the supposed direction of Cardin, "Omega I know you're there, you know I have a 7th sense around you" she said, apparently talking to the bush. There was a few seconds of rustling before Omega came out of it, an unconscious Cardin draped over both shoulders. It took them all a few seconds to notice Cardin's injuries.

His chestplate was cut open at the front and was showing a large cut into his abdomen, his hands were coated in blood from patches of missing skin on his arm and his left leg was twisted in the wrong direction. "Anyone asks, we were attacked by a lot of Grimm on the way back to the meeting place, okay?" Omega said, grinning nervously.

Crimson just gave him a look that said 'Seriously?' while Prost decided to question his friend. "So… what actually happened?" he asked. "I'll explain when we get back" he started, "But can someone give me a hand with this undeserving sack of discriminatory shite? He is rather heavy..." he continued, sending a wry smile in the way of his teammates, who all just laughed and left him to it.

As they walked back through the forest, a question sprung up in Rosa's mind. "Hey, Omega? About your semblance… how many clones can you actually create?" she asked, turning to face the irritated boy. "I mean… you said they tired you out so… what's your limit?" she continued.

He just looked at her with the world famous cold-stare-of-death, signifying that he wasn't able to talk at the moment, due to the heavy weight on his back.

"So, you going to tell us why Cardin had about 5,000 cuts all over him?" Prost asked, staring inquisitively at Omega, who had dropped Cardin off at the infirmary a few minutes before. Now that they had got back to the dorm the other three had chosen to question him.

Omega gave a sigh, muttering something about a 'stupid author' and 'making him do all the explaining'.

Honestly, he might get turned into a Grimm if he says something about a 'stupid author' again.

Omega paled considerably, for seemingly no reason. Everyone else just looked at eachother before they shrugged.

Now, be a good little OC and explain.

He nodded furiously before stuttering out indecipherable words. Once again, everyone just shrugged. Omega took a few deep breaths to calm himself down before starting. "Okay… right… you all know how the Faunus war ended right..?" He asked, still pale as a ghost.

"Yes… the assassination of General Winchester. Humanity had already suffered severe losses in previous battles due to miscalculations and were being overwhelmed. The loss of one of their major tacticians left their armies in disarray and soon alternate means of ending the war were being sought out, the White Fang was established to be a symbol of peace between the two races." Rosa said, smirking slightly at her knowledge of the subject. Omega smirked back at her.

"Mostly right, however, you got one fact wrong. General Winchester was not assassinated, he died in combat, a duel between him and my grandfather" Omega stated, smirking at the gasps and jaw drops of his teammates, before continuing "The truth was covered up, nobody wanted to know that humanity had fought on both sides during the war, it would cause civil unrest, or even another war" He explained, still smirking at his friends' expressions of shock. That is, until Prost decided to break the silence, "Wait… why would it cause civil war..?" He asked, one eyebrow raised in curiosity. Omega just grimaced, "If they knew, people would turn against eachother, no one knew which families fought on which side, so yeah… two plus two makes four." He explained, "Anyway, enough of the history lesson, I feel like I may fall asleep if I don't stop explainining that. So, you know Cardin's a huge shitebag to the Faunus? I decided to stop him in the good ol' way, the same way our grandparents fought eachother, minus the death" he explained, grinning like an idiot. Crimson facepalmed.

"Sooooo… on another note, how many clones can you make, Omega?" Rosa asked after a brief silence… of 5 minutes. Before Omega could answer there was a knock at the door, "I'll get it" Rosa said, standing up and walking over to it. When she opened it she was surprised to see Ruby standing there, smiling nervously. "Can I help you?" Rosa asked, still slightly surprised to see the younger girl.

"Um… me and my team-" Ruby started before getting cut off by Omega "It's my team and I!" he shouted from inside the room, before a yelp of pain was heard as Crimson pinched his arm. "Right.. yeah… Anyways, my team and I were planning on going down into Vale tomorrow and we'd like you to join us!" she finished, smiling widely.

Crimson thought for a minute… she may be able to get reacquainted with Blake if she did… but they had a crapton of homework to catch up on, which if they didn't do their grades would suffer… "Sorry, Rose, we've got a ton of homework, and in all honesty, I'd like to get it done, maybe some other time?" she said in response, to which Ruby activated the infamous insanely-cute-puppy-eye tactic.

"Pleeeeeeeeeeease?" She begged, making the other three instantly run up to her and hug her.

"Crimson! How could you be so evil?! How could you turn down this puppy of adorableness?!" Omega shouted at his friend, receiving nods from the other two.

"You know… puppy eyes… they don't work on wolves" Crimson responded, smirking at her teammates, before walking over to them and pulling them off of the suffocating huntress-in-training. "Sorry about those three, they're a sucker for cuteness" she said, patting the younger girl on the back.

Sorry about the short chapter, it's just a filler while I figure out a few things for the next few chapters.

So, a bit more detailing for Omega! How was it? Good? I have plans for him, big plans. I think.

Anyway, review and stay legendary!

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