Yo peeps, GMG here with chapter 6. As of now, evil will rise to loom over our heroes and by that I mean a pimp in a bowler hat! Yep, fire up your engines cuz' it's time for Torchwick.
Disclaimer: not mine...
Secluded Warehouse.
Roman Torchwick watched impassively as grunts walked back and forth, preparing everything for his grand plan. He turned and walked over to a desk littered with papers. He picked up a stack of files and opened them, the faces of Ruby, Weiss, Blake, and Yang appeared. He glanced over the information he had already memorized before setting the folders down once more. The red haired girl had interrupted his attempts beforehand and she was going to pay for such insolence, her friends' deaths would be her fault! She, who dared stand against Roman Torchwick.
He sat in his chair and went over his plan in his head. He had almost collected enough dust, only a small amount needed to be obtained and his plans would be ready. He propped his cane on the desk before grabbing a book. He leaned back in the chair and opened it, his eyes scanning the page methodically and efficiently like everything else he did.
Soon, the world would know of the great Roman Torchwick and his empire would be instated.
Ozpin's Office... (?)
The room smelled of coffee and books and was decorated with green highlights. Bookshelves lined the walls and a sturdy desk lay beside the far wall facing the entrance. Sitting at the desk, Headmaster Ozpin, whom was listening to his secretary speak.
"Jaune Arc seems incompetent to perform his duties as a team leader." Glynda Goodwitch spoke, "I suggest that you delegate it to either Ren or Pyrrha, considering both would be a better fit."
He chuckled, "Correct me if I'm wrong Ms. Goodwitch, but this is the seventh time you've brought this up. Perhaps the reason you're here is about something else." His tone sounded amused as he watched her cheeks tinged pink.
Glynda looked indignant, "As if. I came to discuss a serious matter, not to chat with you!" She narrowed her eyes, only to see him looking off into space.
"I wonder if they're purple," he mused to himself, "I'm almost positive they are."
She glared at him, annoyed. "If what are purple, Ozpin?"
He glanced at her and simply said, "Your panties." The nonchalant way he said it set her off.
"You insensitive ass!" She raged, "Do you have no respect for women?! I swear if you weren't..." She cut herself off, having almost slipped up.
He looked at her inquisitively, his eyes holding a mischievous glint. "If I weren't what, Ms. Goodwitch?"
She looked away from him nervously, "I'd rather not say."
He simply chuckled and stood up. He walked around his desk and over to her, using his hand to lift her chin so that she was looking at him. "Glynda, if I may be frank with you, I need you to tell me what you were going to say."
She whispered so quietly that he missed it.
"Could you speak up Glynda. My ears aren't the best."
She glared at him but muttered, "If you weren't the man I loved. Happy now?"
He leaned forward and pecked her on the lips. "Quite so, my dear. I love you too." He led her to one of the couches in the room and sat her down before walking off. He returned with a tray of tea and cookies. Setting the tray on the coffee table, he poured her a cup and got one for himself. The two sat there and enjoyed each others company, occasionally feeding the other cookies.
With the BCB trio...
Ruby slept peacefully in the embrace of her lovers, lost in a dream.
Ruby's dream...
Ruby stood on the cliff where her mother's headstone rested. Before her was a figure wearing a white cloak, similar to her own red one. The figure turned and removed the hood, revealing the face of Ruby's mother, Summer Rose.
Summer stepped forward and swept her daughter into a hug, allowing the teen to cry on her shoulder. She pet her daughter's hair and comforted her. When Ruby calmed down, she spoke.
"Hello daughter, I must say, you've grown up so much. Attracting such girls already."
Ruby blushed and looked up at her, "I missed you so much. Is this real?"
Summer nodded, "A dream it may be, but it is real nonetheless. Tell me, do you love those two?"
Ruby looked at the ground, "Yes. They mean the world to me and I wish for their happiness above my own."
Summer smiled, "Then you have my blessing daughter. Also, I leave to you all my love in the hope that you and them find the happiness you so deserve."
Ruby's arms tightened around her mother as tears welled up. "I love you mom!"
Summer smiled and her body began fading. "Farewell Ruby. We will meet once more, my daughter, though the day is far in the future."
Ruby's eyes shot open and she gazed at the ceiling of the room. The dream had felt so real. She slowly extracted herself from Weiss and Blake's embrace and crept over to the desk. Hanging on the chair was her cloak, but something was off. Ruby screamed in shock, waking the other two girls, who shot out of bed.
Weiss flicked the lights on and Blake cradled Ruby in her arms. The heiress looked at her in concern. "What's wrong Ruby? Why did you scream?"
Ruby shakily lifted her hand and pointed at the cloak. On the chair rested not a red cloak, but a white one. "My mom came to me in a dream. She said we had her blessing and that the dream was real."
Blake looked at her confused, "What does the cloak being white have to do with it?"
She looked at them, "My mom's cloak was white."
The two looked shocked and glanced at the cloak. They were immensely relieved that Ruby's mom was okay with them and not angry. The three clicked off the lights, got in bed, and tried to fall asleep, despite tonight's weird occurrences.
End...
Spooky. The name Summer Rose is not made up. If you zoom in on the stone seen in the Red Trailer, you can make out the name. It also says "Thus Kindly I Scatter." So yeah. Also, Yang x Pyrrha (I dub it Fireshipping!) gained some positive feedback, as did the harem idea Blake had. Yes I typed a second chapter the same night, so what? Read, review, watch RWBY hentai... Wait forget the last part. Stupid rule 34. (Rule 34: If it exists, there's porn of it.) GMG, Signing off!