A/N at bottom.
ZZOOOOOMMM, is what most people could perceive besides a black and red blur of a custom motorbike rushing down the city streets of Vale. Time slowing to a crawl as the Driver goes past a wrecked looking nightclub with the Vale police force not even bothering to process the steadily growing anger of the teenager riding a motorcycle way over the speed limit, time going back to its regular speed as L looks away from the battered Nightclub. "Yang, I swear to God..." He growled to himself for what must have been the hundredth time since he got up this morning. To be perfectly honest, he wasn't angry because of the fact Yang did the exact opposite of what he asked and that he found out through Ruby. Though he did reprimand himself for thinking that something other than what happened would happen.
No, instead he was kicking himself due to...work related stress and a large worry induced headache he woke up with, so far Humanity and Faunus seem incredibly similar in the 'emotions over orders' department. An execution order wasn't followed leading to an unknown variable that could quiet possibly wreck the future of this world, which was the thing that ticked him off most at the moment. Which knowing this world can change very quickly. If anything he should've seen it coming, sometimes he wishes he could just mind control the whole of Remnant, but he knows that if he did that then everything would be boring, which is why he preferred to let life continue at its own pace, every story is different from every perspective, though he's lived through just about all of them. Literally.
As he arrived at the police station, he parks up outside it and takes off his helmet, hangs it on the steering and slowly walks over to the entrance of the Police Station that a certain someone is being held. The police station looks like your stereotypical station on the outside, consisting of a four floor building made of brick but painted grey, a large sign outside the building that says 'Vale Police Department' on it with the typical VPD logo consisting of; a pair of white opposite facing axes and a laurel wreath circling around the pair of axes with the letters 'VPD' in the centre, all of which is also white, on a black background. So standard.
L is currently wearing a plain unzipped leather jacket with a white shirt underneath it and a pair of silver rimmed and black lensed aviator shades tucked into the v-neck. A pair of dark blue denim jeans and a pair of black and white sneakers, a silver dragon shaped finger ring curled around his right index finger whereas on his left index finger a sword with a demonic wing wrapping around his finger on the left half of the finger, an angelic wing wrapping around the right half of the finger, both together creating an intricate pattern. His sideburns being shaved since last night, deciding that he wouldn't grow them out until later even though he could quiet easily just force his body to accelerate the growth process, though that would be exhausting.
Immediately as he stepped through the open doors he could tell that it was busy, men and women in uniform as well as civilians are walking around at different paces as well as the waiting area being nearly full, which is surprising considering that this is supposed to be a city with little to no crime. The interior reminded L more of a grand library or a wealthy bank than a police station with everything looking like its made of spruce wood and all, even the seats looked like they had green leather for cushions.
He stepped up to the desk and waited for the Administrator to look up at him, which took about a minute and a half as usual. "Can I help?" She asked in a voice that spoke of years of customer service experience, the perfect balance between polite and 'Please make it quick'. "Of course, I'm here for Yang Xiao-Long." he says in a no nonsense tone, his expression conveying his impatience rather than his voice which he learned actually makes people work faster. "Okay sir, give me a minute please." 2 minutes later... "Yes, I'm going to need you to go through several documents before we can process the release-" she stopped mid-sentence as she realised L's chuckling. "I'm sorry." His claws grew slightly, his eyes turning their signature colour as he slowly enters her mind and overrides any and all protocols the brain has memorized. "Yang Xiao-Long is going to walk out of this police station today, with me and all the paperwork will be overridden by a Government order which had to be destroyed after it was processed, is that clear?" he asks calmly. "Yes, sir. Please give me a moment." L exhales and smiles, closing his eyes as he lets her mind go to carry out his orders, normally he wouldn't be so impatient but he had somewhere to be today. He goes over to the waiting area and takes out his Scroll, loading up Sudoku to keep at least a part of his mind occupied by beating a world record or two.
Right now, Yang could only think of one thing ever since last night and she wasn't afraid to show it. "S-s-s-suddenly! There's a knock at your head!" (Kaiser Chiefs, Saturday Night if you're wondering.) Yang couldn't be happier right now, to the point she hadn't stopped singing ever since she got here and nobody knows why. But everyone in the cell with her and everywhere else that could hear her only wished for one thing right now. For Yang to please...please be quiet. "Yang Xiao-Long!" an Officer called from the door, Yang instantly shutting up and popping her head through the bars. "Hmmmmm?" "You're on bail, you're lucky...or more accurately, we're lucky." The Officer murmurs to himself as he lets the bombastic Blondie out, leading Yang to smirk. "Cheer up Officer, I'll be sure to come back with a Yang eventually." At this everyone groaned, which isn't enough to drown out Yang's hyperactive cackle.
L shivered and looked around with a slightly more alert expression than before. "Oh God what have I done..." He says to himself, it was at this point that he heard a very familiar continuous laugh and someone chasing someone, at this his mind makes a few calculations before groaning and putting his Scroll away. He walks over to the entrance of the station and prepares a Hyper-stimulant for the blonde Juggernaut in the literal sense of the word, that's coming his direction very quickly. Measuring the LPM (laughs per-minute) he manages to catch Yang as she attempts to run through the entrance and gives her the very effective medication as she slowly calms down whilst babbling to herself what sounded like the Kaiser Chiefs for a couple of seconds before she eventually fell unconscious, leading L to sling her over his shoulder right as the Officer chasing Yang comes around the corner, exhausted. "I'll collect Yang's stuff in a second." L says with a light smile.
"You...live...with...her?..." "Yes." "What's...wrong...with her?..." At this L paused and stared at Yang for a few moments. "If I had to guess she's had around eight cans of Green Bull in the span of a week or she managed to have a Strawberry Sunrise at some point within the last forty eight hours, fruit and alcohol does weird stuff to Yang." At this the Officer looks up at L incredulously before shaking his head, his breathing finally returning to normal. "Whatever man, so long as you never put her near that stuff again, or anywhere near me for that matter." L chuckles for a few seconds. "What's your name kid?" L asks. "I think I should be calling you that, names Walter." They shook hands, L instantly grabbing all the biological data about this man he could, heart rate, blood pressure, level of hormone balance, you name it, all from a handshake. (Fun Fact: People do something similar in real life, after a hand shake they brush their nose, this is the body detecting the different hormone levels of the person they just shook hands with through the sweat on their hands, most of the time it's an unconscious thing but it does happen, look it up.)
This, Walter fellow, seems close to thirty with a pretty average but close to skinny looking build, but then again, the clothing seems a little baggy for him which hid most of that information, he has fluffy brown hair that sticks to his head like glue with a pair of hazel eyes and shaped facial features, if anything looking a little young for what the handshake taught him, must be the baby-face. "Nice to meet you Walter, names Leanardo, everyone calls me L." He says in a friendly tone, trying to dissolve the fact he's carrying his sister on one shoulder when his shoulders aren't even that broad. "Nice to meet ya kid, keep outta trouble." At this L nods respectfully, privately wondering why that conversation ever took place, L never being one to continue conversations beyond a few words. Eh, he'd figure it out later.
L placed Yang carefully onto his motorcycle and calculated the exact amount of this next stimulant would be needed to clear her system of the seemingly constantly reproducing amounts of fruit, caffeine and alcohol along with waking her up without shutting down her organs and possibly killing her. Eventually he injects the formula into her arm, wiping away the blood that comes up before the skin stops bleeding thanks to cauterization. At this Yang slowly started waking up, L on one knee, level with Yang's' face, for a moment he wondered if he got the calculations wrong, until she started speaking. "Whoa...I've got a Yanging headache..." she says dizzily as L rolls his eyes and places Yang onto her feet, her hair a bit messy from not being able to keep it 'perfect' due to lack of equipment or whatever Yang uses. Certainly not blue hair dye.
"Come on, back to reality and out of Candy-land." L says with a clap and crossed arms, Yang now began gradually coming to her senses, shaking her head several times and starting to go back to her regular self. "Woah, L you look a loooooot taller up close, personal space bud." Yang says with her usual up-beat voice eliciting L to smirk and shake his head and start walking back into the station. "Hey! Where are you going!?" She half shouted. "Grabbing Ember Celica!" He shouts back without looking before stepping inside. Yang nodded and murmured "How thoughtful, such a gentleman." Yang stood there for a few minutes whilst drumming her fingers on L's bike which she began looking over until she heard someone clear his throat. She instantly spun around to see L looking at Yang with a suspicious gaze. "Hands off my baby." Yang smirks and slowly puts the key near the body work leading L's eyes to widen, he throws the box in his hands in the air, spilling out the contents in the process. Yang and L now switching places as in slow motion, Yang catches the box and uses it to catch the rest of her stuff whilst L is hugging his bike acting all wuvvy duvvy towards it like Ruby would her Crescent Rose, only Crescent Rose turns into a giant two handed scythe/sniper rifle like a transformer thing.
The last item to fall down is Ember Celica eliciting Yang to smirk and jump, putting them on with a perfectly angled fist through the air, as she lands she put the box down and activates her twin gauntlets, throwing a punch towards L's bike which fired a spare shotgun blast at the bike as a result, the fire dust in the pellets causing burns on the body work, L just stares at the wound inflicted with a gradually growing paler face and expression of pure horror. Yang starting to cackle madly, L lowering his head to the point his face is covered with the shadow cast by his hair, despair settling in. "Did you just put a burn on my Firestarter?" L whispered dangerously. "Oops! Almost FIRESTARTED the situati-" She didn't even have a chance to finish her sentence before L punched Yang into the nearby sign which shattered upon impact.
"I'm gonna go check up on Bumblebee!" He says with a smirk as he rushes to the impound lot with a slightly dizzy and angry Yang sprinting and shouting at L, which she eventually realized wouldn't do anything to stop him, so she improvised. "DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH MY BABY!" Translation: I'm going to start shooting. Yang shouted as she started firing at L only eliciting a vengeful cackle as he continued sprinting, seeing up ahead that the gate is closed and locked, he internally growled at the barbed wire and readied himself before he soon turned into the gate and used his momentum to jump close to the top and vault over the gate doing a forward roll as he lands, ignoring the cuts on his body they started repairing themselves rapidly.
The roll allowed L to immediately continue running in the direction of the yellow, orange and black coloured bike, which would've been within his reach, had he not needed to duck and roll out of the way of a rusted car door. He instantly turned to see a charging Yang, she was far enough away from him to allow him to back-flip out of the way of the Ground Pound she attempted to pull off. L smirked at Yang who happily returned the gesture. "So, brother and sister brawl then?" "More of a sister beat down brother scenario." She quipped back as they both got into stance, Yang's being your typical boxing stance but L's being a bit different, hands curved slightly as he moves his hands around in circles along with his feet which are hoping on the spot from one to the other, only one foot ever in contact with the ground at any given time.
Most people would look at him oddly for the stance but Yang knew all too well what type of fighting style this would entail and promptly tried recalling everything she could remember from L's vigorous training to 'defend herself with lethal and non-lethal force.' He made it sound so official, but she learned how true it was and just how much L knows, or at least, enough to know that these words always ring true. Never Piss off L. Because at that point, any and all chances of defeating him are out the window and at the opposite end of the infinite rainbows which you have to guess which one has the method of defeating him with an army of angry Goliaths protecting it at the other side. In other words, Impossible.
Yang started off by charging and firing a few rounds off, which L dodged easily eliciting Yang to attempt to drop kick L but to no avail as he pushed back with an equal amount of force leading the blonde to back flip to a stand where she barely manages to block the first speeding flurry of punches, his right hand doing extra damage to her Aura. Yang managed to interrupt the flow of punches by catching and forcing L's arms to open only making L place his feet on Yang's chest evenly and fall backwards, throwing her over his head, Yang recovered from this quickly but not quick enough.
L grinned as he started giving swift and strong strikes to the gut and gradually going upwards, the last hit going directly into Yang's nose, stunning her for a couple seconds, eliciting him to drag Yang's left knee forward with a foot and then use that as a stepping stone as he kick flips Yang hard enough to launch her through a nearby car, as L landed he looked up to find Yang's hair glowing to the point of flames as she got up. He chuckled as he got back into stance, little did he know that it's his turn to go on the defensive.
As Yang charged L again she fired a few shots at him which she expected him to block with his arms or dodge, after a few seconds Yang smirked as she suddenly launched herself forward using Ember Celica, too fast for L to be able to defend in time as she managed to get a combo into his gut to weaken his guard slightly, then jumping and drop kicking L once again, this time prepared for his reaction from previous experience, as he grabbed her ankles she fired Ember Celica at his face, dazing him for just enough time to flip back to her feet and launch a left, right, left combo in the gut as well as a well placed right hook to the jaw, but what she didn't see coming was the fact he used the momentum of that right hook to the face to twirl his body into a spin kick, knocking Yang back a few centimeters, he then proceeded to run towards Yang and draw a pair of Escrima from seemingly nowhere, activating their shocking tips and striking Yang in an incredibly fast circular motion until he connected the two together and continued hitting Yang with what is now an electrical staff in an even faster circular motion, eventually knocking Yang to the ground hard enough to crack it.
As this happens, Yang blocks as much as she can before then proceeding to cheat by throwing dirt into his eyes, making him cover them with a slight growl. Yang took this chance to disarm L and place him in a headlock, trying to make him forfeit, but L isn't having none of that. He manages to strike Yang in the gut with his elbow hard enough to loosen her grip, allowing L to spin under her arm and twist her arm in the process, as he does so he kicks behind the right knee and wraps his leg around Yang's neck and pulls the arm outwards, Yang attempts to struggle but with one of her arms in a lock it didn't look too good for her.
So she cheated AGAIN. She took out a belt of ammo and tossed it close to L's face and shot it with the last round in the left Ember Celica. The bandoiler of shotgun shells exploded in front of L's face making him stumble backwards a bit but also freeing Yangs arm and neck. She took this chance to uppercut L and spin kick him into a nearby car making a mini-dust cloud, as she rushed him once again however, she found her face being introduced to a foot as L moves himself into a handstand and starts kicking at Yang until she kicks him in the back with enough force to flip him to his feet. By this time however both of them paused in the midst of their stance and started to chuckle to themselves.
"You finally brought it to a draw huh, even after cheating twice." L stated with an amused expression. "Hey, don't push it, besides you didn't put a scratch on my Bumblebee." Yang says with a smirk. At this L lets out an evil chuckle. "Don't be so sure Princess." Yang's eyes widened as she realized that L's shadow had changed and was being cast from behind her, she barely managed to drop to her knees and raise her arms to block a drop kick, pushing him to his feet a few meters away. Yang checked her ammunition which checked in to be at one and a half bandoliers, not enough to last the next two attacks.
L reclaimed his two tools of pain and put them away, deactivating the shock mechanism as he does so. He started stretching his limbs out and shaking them, making each joint crack and pop, also causing a satisfied sigh to escape L's lips leading him to have a naturally sadistic looking smirk expression on his face, having being a natural part of his fighting style of psychological warfare, which changed as soon as Yang started speaking whilst staring at the ground. "You know, I always wondered what it would be like to have a brother when I was a kid." Yang started, at this L paused in his tracks looking Yang in the eyes with a neutral expression leading Yang to continue. "I thought that he'd be caring and funny and...supportive of everything me and Rubes are." L's expression faltered slightly as memories came flooding back to him, things he'd long buried.
"But you're that and more. You're playful, deceitful, understanding, a nerd, slightly reserved and always willing to talk and be there for us even if you were busy." L's head lowered slightly as he let the words sink in, a real smile forming. Yang smiled warmly to herself. "I just wanna say that I'm grateful for you existing in my life and Rubes, I know that if you weren't here, everything would've been harder, so...thanks lil bro." Yang then looked up to see L staring at the ground, she stood there silently waiting for a response until her own reflexes kicked in.
She rushed over to and hugged L tight as he silently wept on his knees. "What's the matter?" Yang asked with slight concern, his response was something slightly surprising to her. "I never had any of that." His voice was quiet but enough for Yang to be able to hear as she hugged his head into her chest to at least try to comfort him. "Right up until I met you and your family, all I had was the re-occurring lifetimes of pain, no emotion had impact, both positive and negative. The only thing either one did was give me a temporary boost in resolve as I reminded myself why I was alive, my wife, children...everything." He started to open up, for the first time in a very long time and Yang knew that all she could do from here on, is listen.
"I remember being one of three boys and a girl in the family, all of which I had a love/hate relationship with, my sister less so. I remember living up to the age of 317 as I died in battle, ironically on the Battleship called the Ascension, the only thing I knew before I died at that point is that what we were taught about everything, is wrong. I realised upon death the mistakes that sentient life could make and that there is simply too much evil in the world for it to accomplish what it's there for, to 'test good'. My soul arrived at the place I would eternally rest, but I couldn't let go of the feeling that I needed to correct a mistake. Eventually after God knows how long I spent aimlessly floating about in the Ether, I saw light, it wasn't bright, it didn't burn me or hurt my eyes, but it was warm. I welcomed the feeling, it was better than the cold of the dark I was so used to. I watched as a part of the light separated from the white ground that I could now walk on and saw with my own eyes how it turned into a perfect form of someone who could only be my father. I never knew who my father was or what he did, nothing. I was enraged, why would he appear after I'm dead?"
"He called me by my name...my First name. I hatED it, I always hAted it, it was the one thing that was mine and it was Given to me, it was like an insult to injury. We spoke for a very long time, so long I'd forgot to breathe, eventually I got fed up, asked why he...no, it, created everything, created me...it didn't have an answer, which is where everything bEGAN." Yang listened intently to L's words, despite his voice changing slightly every so often, focusing more on L himself and what he's saying rather than his voice.
"We made a deal, I would continue to exist through every version of the moRtal realm until I proved my point...eventually I won...it didn't feel like a victory, all I'd done is watched and caused suffering and pain, but there was also the happiness, the love...emotions blinded me into thinking that everything can be done with positives, it wasn't true, I'd forgotten my training, I'd forgotten who I am, what my name stands for and why it's mentioned everywhere, not as a good thing, a symbol of hope, but rather as the pinnacle of everything God himself stands against, something whispered to everyone around you as a rumour. It's what I became, but in my heart, deep down, somewhere that is still the original me. I know that everything I've ever done is for the right reason."
Yang kept her shock inside her for the time being, only adopting an expression that a both a counsellor and a mother would take if they're child is crying in their arms, a comforting smile, he seemed to start calming down, though it's the first time L looked and sounded weak, but she knew that no matter what, he would remain strong. It's who he is. "Whether it be Good in me." At this his left arm glows bright blue, blue shift energy wrapping around him like a gentle blanket, leading Yang's eyes to widen slightly. "Or the Devil I'm named for." His right arm now glowing bright red, red shift energy wrapping around him like flaming chains. "Now I've got what I've always wanted, a real family, a chance at a life I've never lived. With the knowledge that everything I will do won't hurt someone and that I won't have to do it over and over and over again." Now L's voice started to more upbeat as he started to stand and look up at the clear sky, Yang standing with him, a smile on her face as the L she knows and loves as a brother began to come back to reality.
He looks at his hands, the colors enveloping them turning to flames, burning away the clothing on both his arms and the skin on his right arm revealing a black steel looking material, both arms keeping their coloured hue. "I guess I don't know whether or not this is just another part of the cycle or if it's telling the truth this time. But the Hell of it is..." He turns to Yang with a warm smile. "I'll be sure to do the best I can be for the people I consider family and friends." At this Yang couldn't help but smile as the coloured hue on L's arms started to fade. "Everyone else however, heh, well, nO PrOmIseS." He says with a wink.
They stood there for a little while as L's old hooded outfit formed around him once again, this time however, his hood is down. "You didn't get a word of that did you?" He asks with a slightly amused tone. "I'll be honest, some of it was difficult to understand, but I know I won't need to ask you, i'll see eventually, won't I?" Yang asked. L simply nodded with a chuckle. "Knowing how Fate is a bit obsessive? Definitely, I'd tell you more about me, but I get the feeling that it'll happen over time." At this L started walking towards the exit. "Be sure you have your schedule cleared for the next week." He smirks as he pulls his hood up. "You know you got something wrong there." L looks Yang in the eyes with a slightly questioning look. "It's Our family, L, you're a part of it, whether you like it or not." Yang says with a smirk tapping L's arm as she does so, L smirks and starts to walk away.
Before he gets far however. "Hey!" L paused as Yang called for him, turning his head in her direction a little, waiting for the coming question. "I probably shouldn't ask, but I'm curious...what's your First name?" At this, L grew a smirk and his eyes turned their signature purple as he started walking again. "Lucifer." Before she could question him how this related to the Devil a purple edged tear opened in front of him as he walked through, the tear closed leaving Yang confused, she just shrugged and looked over to Bumblebee, her box of stuff next to it. She knelt next to the box and beloved bike, checking that everything that's there until she looked at the rear wing of the bike which had. "I predict a draw, see you later Princess." carved into it, she narrowed her eyes before sighing with a smile and a shake of her head. "I didn't cheat..." A breeze of wind came by as everything blurred a little before another freshly carved out piece of writing on the bike said "Yes you did." Making Yang laugh and smile.
2 days and several hours later.
It's a cold night, the sun has gone down a little earlier and it's -4 outside with a cold wind, leading Blake to have to rub her arms and shiver as she walked the direction her instincts told her to walk, though the temperature isn't exactly surprising due to her proximity to the ocean. Truth be told she hadn't walked all the way there, she managed to hitch a ride most of the way to the meeting point at White Cliffs, a cliff face and grassland made completely of chalk for a few miles, that's about all Blake had heard about the iconic location really, she hadn't even been there either, so this is unknown territory, making her senses stay on high alert despite the fact she hadn't slept since the day before last.
What few people that would help Blake only got her so far, thankfully her luck had allowed her to find the more kinder people who had given her a ride as far as they could as well as food and water, not only that, they offered to take her to a hospital for the 'symptoms' she'd been getting more and more recently, they've been...disturbing. Sudden blackouts, chronic headaches, limb spasms, sudden mood swings among other things, it felt like she was going insane whilst physically slowly loosing control of her body. It bothered Blake to no end and further solidified 'Fades' claim, she still didn't trust him, but it also made her wonder how he even knew that something is wrong with her and also that if she survived, how any of it would help her at all. So in summary, it only raised more questions than answers.
After another several minutes of walking and an arm spasm, she reached the little village at the edge of the cliff and looked around, everyone is inside, likely because it's around 20:00 at night. The place appears to be empty, no man, woman or child around, yet her instincts told her to keep walking. A breeze started to pick up blowing her hair to the right slightly, as she reached the edge of the cliff she could see the waves crash against the rocks bellow thanks to her night vision, it brought a sense for calmness to the place, though it also made her realize how alone she is. Alone, in the dark, with no one and nothing to help her.
For the first time in a long time, she began to feel Fear and sadness. Fear is something that she never really felt, it was New and therefore, much, much more potent, her sadness coming from the fact that she may never see the people she cared about ever again. Blake sat there for a few minutes whilst hugging her knees, waiting for something to happen, or someone to show up. She was so caught up in her emotions that she didn't notice someone sit next to her. "You got here fast." At this her eyes widen and she instantly turns to find the same teen she saw a while ago only with his side burns gone, wearing a khaki shirt and forest camouflage trousers with a pair of black laced boots. "You...you're real..." Blake managed which elicited L to poke her nose. "Boop." At this Blake became confused. "Damn right I'm real, now turn that frown upside down before I make you laugh." L says with mock seriousness. At this, Blake couldn't help but let a small smile through which made L smile as well. "Come on, I'll answer any and all questions once you're back to one hundred percent alright?" He says with a more soothing and happy tone as he pats her back and helps Blake to her feet.
"This way, I wanna get you help as soon as I can." His voice turned more serious at this as his eyes seemed to glow blue a few seconds, Blake followed him into a dark blue police phone box where he picked up the phone and stood there for a couple of seconds as it rung."How is thi-" She was interrupted by L putting a finger on her lips as someone at the other end picked up. "What do you call a fish without eyes?" A female voice asked. "A Fsh." L replied whilst holding back a chuckle. "Welcome back Agent." Before Blake could comment, she heard a distant whir of machinery as the floor started descending like an elevator.
Blake looked at L with concern which only made him flash a warm smile back, for some reason it provided comfort despite feeling like she's stuck in the presence of a superior predator. No...normally that would cause fear, fear is not the thing Blake is feeling towards L right now, she didn't know what to call it. She wanted to be able to trust him, but that feeling didn't seem like her own. Or it's just an overwhelming amount of emotions. "Don't worry, I know how you feel right now but trust me, please." He looked Blake directly in the eyes for a few seconds, she stood there and looked back into his eyes, it no longer felt like she was staring into the abyss. She felt more...determined. (No, Undertale fans, NO.)
Blake nodded as where they were headed came into view, it made her eyes widen to dinner plates and was close to dragging the air out of her lungs. "Welcome to Baseplate." She could barely hear L say as she looked out into what looked like an aircraft hangar bay, filled with different aircraft and other vehicles, what shocked her the most is the mix of Faunus and Humans working in complete harmony, not the fact she's staring at a fully operational air force, army and navy large enough to take on the kingdoms of Remnant.
As the elevator set down on the ground L opened the gates and stepped out, Blake however is still stuck in her stupor, tears threatening to leave her eyes before she was brought back to reality by a hand that had placed itself on her shoulder and a warm smile greeted her. "Hey, I know this is a lot to take in but as I said, answers will be given after you're better." At his warm smile Blake couldn't but feel her cheeks get a little rosy, but the moment was ruined by Blake slapping him across the face. "ow." "I'm so sorry! That was a limb spasm!" At this he looked like he was trying to contain his laughter which confused the raven haired feline.
"I forgive you. This way." He still sounded like he was on borderline laughter as they walked along a red line painted on the floor for the people who needed to go deeper into the facility. "Are you sure I can't ask any questions now?" Blake asked with a very light humorous tone, L simply smiled as the door they were heading towards opened to reveal another steel grey corridor with doors on either side every so often. "Once we're in the elevator to the infirmary I'll answer two questions and that's it, the rest of your questions will be answered after you wake up." His voice remained casual in front of her, she still felt slightly uncomfortable about the whole place and L especially, but at the same time she felt like she was at home. It was an...odd feeling, especially seeing as she hadn't been there for a long time.
After a couple of minutes of walking they made their way into a particularly large elevator which started going downwards. "Alright, two questions whilst we're in here, hope you've been thinking long and hard about them." L quipped with a minor sarcastic undertone which Blake noticed but didn't really care for, she carefully thought out what she would ask, though then again, she could ask everything else once she 'awoke'. "What is this place and which Kingdom does it belong to?" At this L simply chuckled. "That's two questions but I'll let you off. This is 'Baseplate'. As the definition suggests, this is the first of our Base's created in the past decade. This facility holds the standard facilities for any of the Command Centers on each continent, involving the science department, engineering and production, dockyards, airfield, barracks etc etc. This isn't a Government funded facility, though our closest competitor would be Atlas." Blake's eyebrows raised at that.
A non-government funded military on-par and possibly surpassing Atlas? Why have I never heard of these people? Does anyone know that these people exist? Even though Blake had been more focused on the fact that Faunus and Humans were working together like clockwork, her photographic memory showed her the facts, this place is much, much, more organised than the White Fang may possibly ever become and has access to military grade technology that definitely looks like they're not there for show. And now onto the second question that had plagued her mind since he first met L. "What's wrong with me?" L's expression shifts slightly into guilt before back to a seemingly natural stone expression in a snap, which Blake barely managed to notice, but it was there, and it was real.
He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I was going to lie to you since what's happening to you, I haven't actually seen happen on Remnant before and it shouldn't actually happen, which scares me slightly." At this Blake's expression hardens as she listens intently. "The migraines you've been having for several months now?" Blake nods an affirmative. "That was us. We, I mean, I, planted a Psionic worm in your mind to spy on the White Fangs activities, we've been monitoring the White Fang for quiet a while and it wasn't until a few days ago that we could act without consequences." Blake still remained confused. "What are you talking about?" L turned his head to Blake with a serious expression. "The people that attacked you were there to kill both you and your associates, the primary target being the man I'm finding very hard to get a hold of at the moment. Not only that, they work for me." Blake's eyes widened slightly as her position shifted to more of a hostile one, her mind knowing exactly who he was talking about. Adam.
"Why?" L looked straight forward, unchanged in stance or expression. "I said two questions. I already answered three. I'll see you after surgery." He closed his eyes letting out a large breath as he continued staring forwards. Blake felt like she was going to explode, but one thing that was currently bugging her to no end which slowly rose to the surface of her mind above the rest of the emotions. Why is he helping her? And why did he tell her in the first place? Now wouldn't be the time to ask those questions however, as the elevator doors opened to reveal a blinding white light that L doesn't even seem to react to. Soon however, her mind would welcome her to the realm of unconsciousness as she began to sleep.
"Yang...what are you doing in the gym?" L asked with a half empty Zade Sports bottle in his left hand and a towel over his right shoulder. "Well you dragged me to some sort of military building doohickey aaaaaaaaand I got bored." Yang said casually whilst running on a treadmill. "Are you sure it's not because there are shirtless men doing weights at the opposite side of the room?" L said with a smirk making Yang turn around only to fall off the treadmill making L burst out in laughter, the treadmill turning off at the sense that the user is no longer there. "I hate you." Yang said with an unimpressed look on her face. "Well, thanks for Falling for it anyway." L smirked as Yang started snickering, L helping Yang to her feet. "Don't steal my job, I make the puns around here." Yang gave her thanks through a simple nod. "No promises." At that Yang flicked his head.
"So, why did you drag me out here?" Yang asked as the siblings started up their own treadmills and straight into a jog. "Truth is, I wanted you on my team, you're surprisingly good for your age and the information you got me from your source checked out, hopefully you didn't smash up the place too much." At this Yang gives off a giggle before asking. "Anyway, what's this team about?" At this they both start to turn up the speed on their Treadmills and L's face turning a little more grim. (Pun not intended.)
"In the certain future what I can say is that things won't be looking too good. So in the past day, I've been scrambling to get everything I can up and and running. I don't know when and I don't know how, but things are going to get real, very quickly. It could be tomorrow, it could be next month, it could be next year. All I know, is that we're going to be fighting a war in the shadows until it gets blown into the light." Yang now holds the same grim expression as L. "We need to prepare as much as we can for what's coming. I don't know if I can protect the planet but...I know I can protect my family and friends. Starting with you." Yang and L look at each other at this. "You're capable enough to fight with me, but you'll need to go through more training, against the Grimm, the White Fang and whatever else that will crawl out of the depths of Hell to try to destroy us." Yang started to think at this. Though it didn't take her long to decide.
"What do we need to do?" At this L smiled and stopped his treadmill, Yang doing the same, though she didn't back-flip off the treadmill and to her feet like L did. "Normally I'd get you augmentations and training for 6 months, but that's going to be a little difficult considering we start Beacon in a couple of months." Yang raised an eyebrow. "Why does that matter?" "You don't think they'll find it strange that you're suddenly able to bench press an Elder Deathstalker..." "Nah, just say I've been Benching the Gym." At this L rolls his eyes. "No, you'll have to go through Beacon before I can get you anything major, or at least get to the point at Beacon that major improvements will seem like nothing or in an emergency scenario." "What qualifies as an 'emergency scenario'?" "End of the world, all out war, critical injury, things like that." "Sounds like fun!" "Only when you know you're going to win the battle despite loosing the war, more adrenaline inducing that way." At this Yang huffs with a smirk, L checking his scroll and smiling warmly with a sigh of relief. "What's made you so happy?" Yang asked with a mischievous smirk. "I can start repaying for my sins." He paused slightly at that. "And start doing something good to lessen the fear for the future I feel."
Blake awoke from the blinding white light for what seemed like a mere 5 seconds for her, but in reality, she'd been out for a long while. Her head felt like her skull is crushing her brain as hard as it can. Blake's eyesight taking several seconds to adjust to the light level, but she still can't see. "Hey, stay calm there, you've got bandages over your eyes, don't try to move, you'll only make it worse, you'll see me in a jiffy." She relaxed slightly at hearing the voice of L, but she still kept her guard up. Or at least as much as she could.
Soon enough she began to feel like a floor is beneath her feet, even though everything went black. She knew what would come next. "Give me a moment, your mind has better barriers than it did once before." "What do you mean?" As she says this, he appeared in front of Blake wearing the same casual uniform as before. "Since your operation has been a success, you're going to be a bit more resistant to those who can use the same abilities I can." Blake raised an eyebrow at this and looked at her hands, her skin being slightly paler than usual but that was likely due to her body recovering. "So, I promised I'd answer your questions. Shoot." "Why help me when you tried to kill me?" "Not you specifically, Adam." "Then why Adam?" "Do I really need to answer that question? You've seen yourself the lengths he's willing to go to achieve Faunus dominance." A memory of back on the train flashed before her eyes. "What about the crew?" "What about them?" His voice asserted his hatred of Humanity clearly.
"See what I mean? That's only going to get worse." L says as the memory flashes away again. "He never used to be like that..." Blake said almost hopefully with sadness creeping at her voice as she entered the denial of fully realising someone she cared about being a very bad person. "I'm sorry to say that his mental state has worsened since the Train incident. Much worse." "What do you mean?" As she asks this several pictures of Adam in various moods in various locations, each showing diagrams of what she would guess is his brain and descriptions in text she couldn't read, appear in a neat square. "He's displaying much more aggressive behavior and obsessive tendencies to your 'death'." Blake looked over to L with a look that says 'explain.' as he said the words 'your death'.
L rolled his eyes. "From what I know, the Agent that was shooting at you used some sort of tranquilizer instead of magnet or heat based weapons. It's how you're still alive but looked dead." "One of your 'Agents' saved me?" At this L looked hesitant. "Sort of...If I wasn't aware of your existence and what you had in your head then you'd be dead in a day at minimum from now." At this Blake nodded in understanding. "What specifically was happening to me?" "The Psionic worm in your head allows any Psionic powerful enough like myself access to the senses of the 'infected' and the more powerful versions allow temporary mind control. Side affects are the headaches you experienced, what was happening to you after the train...shouldn't have happened...the worm, after a certain point, slowly kills the infected from within usually through various methods, the most common being a brain aneurysm or total organ shutdown. In your case however something very different happened and I don't know what to think of it..." "What do you mean?" "It's...as if you were already a Psionic, like your Psionics and the worm were clashing almost boiling your brain. Now that we've removed the worm and treating the other things wrong with you, your Psionics seem to have 'bloomed' so to speak." L tried his best to explain it and Blake was close to understanding.
"So you're saying I'm a Psionic?" L nods an affirmative. "What is or are Psionics?" At this L smiled. "Glad you asked. Psionics are the inherent ability to manipulate reality using the mind, more often than not by manipulating organics or organic material. Though Psionics can be used to manipulate inanimate objects as well though that requires experience and stamina to accomplish." Blake gave L an incredulous look. "Yeah, I know it seems like make believe but trust me, it's plenty real, what we're doing right now is a part of Psionics, a Psi link, a non-lethal or non-forceful version of a Psi Domination, I can tell your body to do anything I want but I won't because I'm a nice guy." "That's the difference between definitions? Because you're a nice guy?" "Pretty much." L deadpanned.
"Who does this 'organisation' work for?" "Me. Though they don't know that." Blake gives L an incredulous look. "I don't believe you..." "The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was making the world think he doesn't exist and I agree with that quote, though there was that one time...nah definitely tricking the world." Blake raised an eyebrow at L silently questioning herself over L's sanity before realising that this could all be a part of the charade in of itself. You're good...I'll give you that. Blake thought. "Thanks." Blake's eyes widened slightly. "I wasn't joking about the whole reading your mind thing Blake, you need to start dropping the mind set of what sounds impossible isn't true." "Noted." Blake replied a little hotly.
"You still mad that we tried to kill ya?" L asked with a light frown. "Why wouldn't I be." Blake retorted rhetorically with a sigh. "Why did you tell me?" "Tell you what?" "Tell me that you were going to kill me?" "Why wouldn't I? From this point onwards I've got no choice but to trust you and for you to trust me." Blake could detect no attempt at lying in his voice, but she still wanted the reason. "Why are you helping me now? Is it because of my...Psionics?" At this L stared distantly. "When Fate gives you a heads up with a worried expression you know you should be worried to." He murmurs just enough for Blake to hear. "What do you mean?" At this L goes to sit down on air but a chair appears where he sits down. "Fate is a semi-deity that makes sure that Time in dimensions isn't damaged, Time itself is a semi-solid, flexible but still prone to breaking apart, and prone to stress. He also makes sure that certain things have to happen in order to ensure that Time doesn't start skipping on itself like a scratched CD. It's one of the reasons we really disliked each other, with my background I put a lot of stress on Time ergo increasing Fate's workload, I disliked him because he screwed with some of the stuff on my end that he wasn't supposed to just to spite me...though those moments did keep Time itself intact." Blake just blinked at L before nodding.
L narrowed his eyes at Blake at that. "I hate it when people do that." Blake then smiled sweetly before noticing L's eyes had turned blue. "Why are your eyes always changing colours?" "Purple is my normal eye colour, Blue for my HUD, Brown for disguise." At this Blake nods slightly. "Correct me if I'm wrong but isn't a HUD a Heads Up Display?" "Ding." "What exactly does it do?" "My HUD allows me to communicate with my other team members, hack into things, monitoring my vitals, ammo, sensors etc." "Then what are you doing now?" At this L paused seemingly unsure of something. "Giving someone a punishment." Blake tilts her head at L. "Who?" He smiles grimly with a deep breath. "This is something I ought to leave you two to talking about." "What? Who is it?" Blake asked more forcefully, it was only after a few seconds a boy a little older than the two currently present started materialising, his sneakers being the first thing to form into the black existence of Blake's mind and the rest of him shortly after. "Sparrow?"
Psionics: Development - The development of Psionics is seemingly random as there are no genetic requirements to become a Psionic or emotional requirements either, leading scientists to become puzzled as to how it comes about, though some scientists speculated that it's related to how Gods are able to warp reality which has since been debunked since the discovery of Shift Energy. What scientists do know however is that Psionics can be dormant inside a person from birth and other stages of life until they're triggered by another Psionic user or at times of great emotional stress, similar to how someone can activate they're Shift abilities. Psionic training is said to be difficult, like learning a completely new language that's unheard of by anyone, or learning sign language when you're blind, difficult, but not Impossible. One thing that is widely agreed upon in society, is that anyone who has Psionics has been given a gift.
Baseplate - The Networks first fully functioning Pocket Dimensional Command Centre; was named Baseplate, the definition of Baseplate means: "A sheet of metal forming the bottom of an object." Making the name ironic as well as simple. Baseplate in of itself was created as the primary command and control centre on the islands that Vale, Patch and other such towns and villages currently reside. It's primary function is to be a CC and IH (Command Centre and Information Hub.) for Field Operations, Scientific research and discovery, Engineers and a hub that's closer to the Kingdom of Vale. As well as being a Command Centre and Information Hub for Agents, it also houses the men and women who require it as well as the incredibly advanced equipment that the Engineering department creates. It's also said to be home to the leader of The Network, though so far this has only been speculation and rumors amongst the Agents. Several more of these Command Centres are due to be created across each Island and close to each Kingdom incase of Emergency, or Invasion. The location of Baseplate is currently unknown due to it being seemingly non-existent.
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We don't need to say how late this one is.
No jokes here guys and gals, we apologise for the delay but Mein verdammter Gott...could life please, please, cut us some God damn slack. Excuse the blasphemy, we've just been so stressed we think my eyeballs are going to shoot out of my skull, well, L said he would probably laugh his ass off but that's besides the point! Again we apologise for the very late update and I hope this makes up for it, yes, a cliffhanger (plz forgive) but L has self-taught himself to be an ass and I'm just naturally good at annoying people. And breaking the fourth wall. Hi me, Bill, Adam and L when you all proof read and edit this. :D
EDIT: Hi Kei?...
Anyway, the reason for the late upload is mostly because of quitting my job in a spectacular fashion and looking for a new one, as well as trying to sort out family issues which I figured out pretty quickly is the equivalent of me bashing my head against the wall like a jackhammer, so I'm about 99% close to just going full solitude. Anyway, enough of my bickering, I don't matter, did you see the RWBY Volume 4 intro or watch the first episode? Give me your thoughts on what you like or dislike about it, it will be interesting to get a new view on it.
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