Wassup people, I am back with my latest fanfic!
This was actually more popular on the first day than my previous story… I'm not sure whether to be happy or annoyed about that but I'll just accept it.
Anyway, let's get on with the tale!
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Disclaimer: RWBY is owned by RoosterTeeth and Monty Oum. I only own myself.
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Chapter 1: 5 years later
-My POV-
5 years have passed since my meeting with Blake. No, not the voice actor, the real Blake Belladonna. How many of you can say that? Anyway, we've grown closer, the change in leadership has occurred and which is why we're currently on the roof of a warehouse, watching as Schnee dust containers poured in from the docks.
I figured out that I'd had my aura unlocked at some point during the travel from Earth to Remnant, but I still haven't discovered my semblance. Woopty-doo. I'm hoping that I discover it soon, since I expect the 'Black' trailer to start at some point in the next 4 years. In the meantime, I'm doing missions for the White Fang. At the age of 13. God what is wrong with me.
Anyway, that's beside the point, the mission we're currently on.
I slid my black White Fang mask over my eyes as the time we reached the time the mission would commence. Taking a sideways glance at Blake I noticed her make a subtle nod. My clothes glowed a dull orange as my aura flickered the dust in my clothes to life and I slid my black and red sniper rifle off my back. Mentally I went over the mission details again, a simple hit and run raid. Activate the dust, then get out of there. The plan was simple, Blake would pick the locks to one of the containers, and activate it, then run. I would provide support with my sniper (incapacitation darts, Blake and I had made an agreement on that) incase anything went wrong or we were found. Of course, getting out in time would be a problem. We'd improvise and get out fine, hopefully.
I lay down, resting the bipod at the front of my sniper on the roof's edge. I watched the clock in the top right corner of my scope and held up my hand, three fingers raised. I lowered them one by one as the final three seconds ticked down until reaching 6pm. When my hand was closed, I heard a whooshing sound as Blake launched herself off the roof, landing gracefully on the ground below us. I watched her as she crept up to the nearest container, her ears twitching as she heard the sounds of each lock unlocking. It was weird to see her without the bow, I'd grown so used to her wearing it in the show that without it it's almost alien. Of course, I can't talk in this situation, but hey, what can you do?
Shaking my head of my thoughts I returned to the mission.
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-Blake's POV-
I looked around the area as I picked the final lock. It was surprisingly easy. For such a powerful company you would have thought that they'd go all out in the protection of their valuable materials. I guess they didn't feel like it needed protection.
Of course, things are never that simple.
As I opened the container I was greeted with bare walls. A decoy, as it were. And as soon as the door was opened enough, I heard a small snapping sound. And an alarm went off, warning all the guards at the dock of the raid. The crack of a gun sounded through the docks as Archie realised the mission had been compromised. Three more guards fell unconscious as three more shots rang out. I grabbed the hilt of Gambol Shroud as a I felt a guard come up behind me. I jumped, leaving a shadow clone in my place for them to attack, and as I fell I kicked him in the back of the head, stunning him for a few seconds. Unhesitating, I knocked him out with a quick punch to the side of the head. I dodged a swipe to the head from another guard as he charged from my right, his friend charging from my left, making the former hit his ally in the side, knocking him away as I quickly delivered a swipe to the first guard's open chest. Another shot rang out as a guard behind me keeled over, his face making a thump on the concrete below. Looking up, I saw Archie standing there, his sniper changing into a katana.
I turned around, unsheathing my katana from its cleaver-sheath, parrying an attack aimed at my chest in the process. Dodging under the next attack, I delivered a swipe to another guards legs before knocking them out with a well placed punch to the temple. However, our enemies numbers were rising quicker than they were falling and soon we found ourselves being overwhelmed by the waves of guards that were seemingly unending. "We need to get out of here!" I said, not turning away from my enemies as I parried, dodged, or blocked their attacks. I received no response. Turning, I saw Archie get knocked back by a couple of guards, before being thrown into the wall of one of the containers. He lost consciousness in seconds.
Then all the guards stopped moving. I ran over to Archie's unmoving form.
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-?'s POV-
I walked into the area, looking at the unconscious form on the floor that had familiar fiery hair, and a girl wearing White Fang mask looking over them.
"Hey" I said, walking over to her, my cane clicking against the ground every other step. I knelt down near the unconscious form when I neared the duo. I looked at the girl. She cat ears and raven-black hair. She also looked familiar. "Um, can we leave? Keeping these guys like this is really tiring" I said, a nervous smile spreading across my face as I reached under my top hat to scratch my antlers. She looked at me curiously, as if she were observing me… In fact she was observing me. Weird. She nodded. She then turned back to the limp form, picking them up and draping them across her shoulders and sprinting out of the area. I followed her as best as I could in a tuxedo. I released the group of guards from my telepathic commands as soon as I thought I was far enough away from them and immediately felt more awake. 'I'm like Charles Xavier' I thought, then chuckled to myself.
We ran for a few minutes, not stopping until we thought we were safe from the dock's guards. I turned to the girl. "Adam" I said, extending out my right hand to her. She looked at it cautiously for a few seconds before grabbing hold of it.
"Blake" She said flatly, eyeing me cautiously, like I was going to attack her at any moment. "I'll see you in a bit, I have a job to finish. Keep him safe, please" she then stated, running out of the alleyway we were in and back in the direction we came. I stared in shock at the place she'd been. Something had finally sunk in.
Blake.
Holy butts.
I'm actually in Remnant.
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-Blake's POV-
Clambering over the fence, I looked around. The guards were alert, but had gone back to their usual patrols. I dropped down, landing on my feet, then set off in the direction of a group of containers. Sticking to the shadows, I sneaked my way closer to the pile. Remembering what happened with the previous container, I checked around me before cutting a hole in the side. Luckily, this container did have dust in it. Taking a small vial of dust from it for usage later, I let some of my aura activate the dust. I stood up quickly and ran. The explosions from the container was huge. The heat licked my back as I ran out of the docks. Without turning back to look, I knew that I had caused one of the largest chain reactions seen by human and Faunus kind. I felt sick because of it.
It took me a few minutes to arrive back at the place I left Archie and Adam. When I arrived, I saw Adam in a state of shock of the face under the black mask. I looked at him, curiosity and worry painted over my face, and asked "What's wrong?". He shook his head and looked at me.
"How the hell am I supposed to know" He said, his voice wavering, "I just found Archie, someone who I thought died 5 years ago, and saved his life!" he continued, chuckling a bit. I looked at him, a small bit of distrust edging its way through my system. The sound of sirens reminded me of our situation.
"Put his mask back on, we need to go" I said, sheathing Gambol Shroud and putting it on my back. "You carry him, I'll lead the way" I ordered, taking off quickly.
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-Archie's POV-
I woke up in a hospital of some form. Of course, it wasn't the hospital you'd normally see, with it's white walls and rows upon rows of patient beds. This was a White Fang hospital. There was a reason most people didn't want to get injured in the field. They were worse than medieval hospitals. I'm glad I only got knocked out, I've heard screams of pain come from in here before. I'd rather not find out why.
Sitting up, I felt a limp form on my bed. Looking to where it was, I saw Blake lying there, asleep. "No, she hasn't been here waiting, despite what you probably want, Archie" a voice infront of me said jokily. I looked up. A boy stood there, he was wearing a tuxedo and was leaning on a cane. Over his left eye was a monocle and resting on his head a top hat. When I looked at his face, my eyes widened.
"Adam?" I asked, shocked that he was here, let alone Remnant in its entirety.
"Hey" He said, his signature smile painted on his face.
"How the fuck did you get here?" I asked, my eyebrows still raised. He grimaced but didn't say anything. Evidently he didn't know either. "Great..." I sighed, lowering my head. A slight muttering brought me out of my thoughts. I looked down to see Blake's eyes flutter open, then blink a few times. "Hello" I said, a grin creeping up the left side of my face. She looked at me for a second, before the situation she was in clicked in her head. She jumped up with a small 'eep' escaping from her lips. Both Adam and I gave her a look, before bursting out laughing. Blake glared at the two of us.
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Aaaaaaand done!
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Anyway, once again, I liked writing this chapter, more of the action side of things unlike last chapter. I'm still pretty much only setting up, there'll be another time skip after this chapter and maybe a new POV, from another part of the world of Remnant.
But anyway, thanks for reading, review, and stay legendary!
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