{Author Notes}
Hey dudes, hope you enjoyed the holiday season so far. Anyway, sorry again for the lateness, been busy and all that.
So thanks for your support so far!
Thirteen year old Jared was reading a book when his younger brother Siam walked in and saw him lying on the couch.
"Watcha reading bro?"
"Ninja's Of Love, one of Mama's favorite books."
"Oh hey, isn't that the book that Mama and Papa keep trying to hide from us?" He asked as he came closer. The youngest brother had known about the book sometimes when their papa would get careless with the book inside the house, but he never really found interest in the object, mostly because he was far too amused at the excuses his papa would try to come up with when hiding the thing. Though he did wonder why that book was brought out so much if his parents were trying to hide it.
"What's it about?"
"Well there's a lot of sex scenes in it." Jared casually explained as he flipped a page.
"Sex scenes?"
"Yeah, you know, how babies are really born? Man, if only I knew that when I was five, I wouldn't have been so excited for 'Operation: Kidnap the Stork and make him give us an army of babies to take over the school.' … Xia never was really good at naming things." Jared flipped to another page as he was done reading.
His brother came over and sat by him. "That sounds gross. Why did our parents not want us to read this?"
"I think it has something to do with the fact that they believe exposure to more indecent things would make us impressionable kids more likely to do criminally insane things."
"You mean like what you and Xia do every other week?"
"But it's not criminal insanity and we make sure no one gets hurt… well I mean… hurt too badly. Any who, I think they just don't want us to learn about sex yet."
"Why is that?"
Without taking his eyes of the book, Jared spoke out. "From what science studies I gathered, basically two people having sex makes their brain go completely blank in joy and bliss. Your mind basically wants you to have sex with the opposite gender and releases joy and happy inducing chemicals as a reward for doing it. It's more of a survival instinct since all life wants to reproduce and survive. Even though we don't get such strong sexual urges until later in our lives, they don't want us to give in to a strong primitive urge right now since it will destroy our lives mentally, emotionally, socially, and economically. It's kinda like committing suicide without dying physically in that sense."
"So basically, sex is only good because our brain and bodies likes it a lot?"
"Yep."
"Huh. Wouldn't that make everyone in the world perverts?"
"Everyone is a pervert, Siam, not just for sexual desires, and no one just wants to admit it out in public. Strangely enough, the only people who I can't truly say are perverts are murdering psychopaths since their brain doesn't function normally... huh…." Jared seemed to reflect on that thought a bit.
It was then Mese Belladonna Arc came in, even though she was eleven years old, she had already decided to grow her hair out and dye it blond like their father. And since she was a girl, both she and her brother could be told apart now easily.
"Sup bros!" She shouted excitedly, her faunus ears perking up brightly, before looking at her big brother and younger brother.
"Hey Mese/Hey sis." The two boys looked up at their sister who sat across from them.
"Watcha reading?" She also asked her elder brother.
"Ninja's of Love."
She seemed to look slightly relieved. "Oh, so that's where I put it. Which one out of the five?"
Jared actually stopped reading and looked at her. "The first."
Her younger brother, by two minutes, blinked before asking her, "Did you read this book already?"
"Oh I read the entire series. Besides the sex scenes, it was still a pretty good story plot." Mese casually responded.
"Huh," Jared said as he momentarily closed the book. "That does explain why I found the book fallen near the couch instead of it being in Mama's usual hiding spot…"
Mese rubbed the back of her head. "Oh yeah. Thanks for that Jay, thought I might have lost it, so I came back home from school quickly."
"But you are right, past the sex scenes, characters are pretty solid." Jared noted.
Siam joined back the conversation at that. "Really? Can I read it next then?"
"Sure, just don't let Mama or Papa catch you. They think we still don't even know these books exist."
It was then that both Mese and Siam tensed, as both their Faunus Ears shot up.
"Crap! It's mom's hover car, she's coming home early!" Mese screamed.
Like the elder brother that he was, Jared Belladona Arc stood up cool, calm, and collective. "Stay calm! First thing first!"
He threw the book back at his sister to catch.
"Mese, return the book to Mom's hiding spot behind her desk!" He pointed to his brother. "Siam! Activate the Playtendo Virtual W system and put in the Adventure Storm game! Mama can sense our heart beats, so if we all play that game, she won't question as to why our heart rates will spike when we talk to her—she'll think we've been playing the virtual games for too long! Mese come back here as soon as you're done. Move it people!"
His two siblings saluted their elder brother with respect. "Aye sir!"
And with clock-like and team work precision, they had followed their plan to the core, making their mother oblivious to the fact that her own children were aware of one of her darkest secrets.
Her children hid things from her, to protect her and her father from the truth of reality.
That was the thing about the Belladona-Arc family, they sure loved to hide things from their love ones.
"So, you two boys want the job?" The tall, 6 foot 5 man with many tattoos all over his body, ranging from plants, animals, tools, and so on sat on the opposite end of the both from the boys as he said this.
One could call it rather unprofessional for an employer to start interviewing potential employees during the middle of work hours, but a previous employee, the ones fired and opening said vacancy in the first place, made some errors in the scheduling. Because of this, Resh and Jaune were given instructions to come during the work hours rather than scheduling a much easier time for the one wishing to employ them.
The boss in charge was bald for one, but he wore a chef hat that was placed down for a moment as his green piercing eyes stared down red and blue ones respectively.
Resh remained neutral and calm, seeing this as a normal job interview, as he did his best to look proper and ready.
Jaune on the other hand was kind of intimidated by the man. For some reason, the employer's voice sounded a bit high pitched even though it still sounded scary, and the way he was staring them both down made him feel uncomfortable…
But he just couldn't explain why.
"Boss!" A rather handsome many with light blue hair styled in a pony tail that looked a few years older than both Jaune and Resh, called out to him as he held four trays in his two arms. "There are more costumers coming our way according to Rine."
"Dang, we're understaffed…" Mr. Xochipilli Nahuatl muttered before looking at Jaune and Resh. "Well Boys, how about a trial run, do well and I'll hire you. Fail then no deal?"
Resh nodded. "Sounds fair. Do you have spare uniforms?"
"They're at the back. Shin and Toma will give you both some pointers, shadow them for a bit and let them show you the ropes, do what they tell you and don't get in their way." He said solemnly before putting his chef hat and making his way back into the Kitchen.
Jaune struggled a bit with his words. "Welcome back Masters." He bowed politely but still felt like he messed up somehow.
The way those pretty girls were giggling meant that they thought he was pathetic. If not for Resh, Jaune probably would have stopped and huddled in a corner to feel bad. Still, he had to give himself some credit; he wasn't messing up as bad as he thought was going to.
Toma, a slightly older worker, gave Jaune some pointers that should have been pretty easy to follow. And so far he was doing his best. It was sort of like a waiter, just that you had to go out of your way to make sure the costumers were comfortable, a bit like being a real butler, and treating your customers with care.
The odd thing was there was a ratio of 2:5 in favor of the girls. Basically, there were more girl customers than there were male, especially around his age, and he couldn't understand why. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he would stammer a bit in talking to the female customers and feel worse when he heard them giggling after he left. Seriously? He was trying his best here!
Jaune did not notice the small conversation between Shin, one of the other male co-workers, who is also Toma's best friend, and Resh.
"… He's oblivious isn't he?" Shin stated after observing Jaune sighing in dejection after hearing the giggling girls who whispered how cute their blonde server was.
"Yep." Resh stated simply before going back to his work and picking up the trays.
"He actually has girls that like him, doesn't he?"
"… Yep." Resh fixed the trays around his arm.
Shin, with his dark maroon eyes, looked at his younger junior with an unreadable face. "… You're going to make fun of this, aren't you?"
"I really feel a strong spiritual connection with you even though we've just met."
Resh then left after taking his empty trays back to the kitchen.
Amazingly, Jaune continued to be a fan favorite of some of the younger female customers due to his adorable stammer, despite his snazzy and formal looking uniform.
However, later on, and with some coaxing from his son, Jaune became a little more relaxed in talking with the customers especially the ones around his age around the end of the first day.
"Well…" Mr. Xochipilli Nahuatl looked over the two boys after the café had closed down. "Not bad, kids. You both got the job. We'll work out a schedule around your school and such via email."
"Thank you Mr. Xochipilli." Resh stated simply.
He raised his brow at that. "I'm actually surprised you pronounced that right. But to make it easier on everyone, I go by Xio." He clasped his hands. "Keep up and I should be able to pay you both your first paycheck next week. Standard stuff and all that. See you two tomorrow morning."
Jaune and Resh left the café at sundown, letting their boss close up shop.
"Man, who knew being a waiter would be so hard?" Jaune complained and slouched as he and Resh made their way back to Beacon.
"Anything requires effort. It's when you're having fun that you don't notice it." Resh commented simply. "Thanks again for coming with me. I really didn't expect you to come with."
Jaune stood back up and rubbed his head. "Yeah well… I'm really sorry for that whole… breaking your weapon thing."
Resh rolled his eyes. "Oh I know. And knowing you, you'll be sorry for a long time, even though I already forgive you. So, take your time in learning to forgive yourself, Sir. Preferably the sooner the better."
"You make it sound easy."
"Well it probably isn't, but I'd like to think it's necessary."
It was then that the two boys were approached by blonde monkey Faunus walking up to them.
"Err hey!" The guy waved at them out of breath.
'Uncle Sun?' Resh silently thought as he looked at the younger version of his Uncle. … Why the heck does he have his abs open like that? … Oh right. It's Uncle Sun.
His reason for showing off his body was because he believed Monty made him that way and it was a sin not to show it off. Of course, as a six year old kid wearing a bright birthday party hat, he didn't understand a single word he said.
… Then Resh didn't see him for three weeks until his parents told him that his uncle was recovering in the hospital for some unknown injury he got after answering the young child.
"Hello, do you need something from us?" Resh politely asked. Jaune looked toward the black haired boy beside him before remembering how he acts formal to most people he meets for the first time.
"Well yeah. Do any of you got some spare change for the flight to Beacon? I'd go myself, but I… don't have change." The real reason he couldn't go in the plane was because the security was tighter around there and he had no chance of sneaking in for free. And he had no money.
He stole food, not cash dang it.
"Oh sure, no problem." Jaune started before checking his pockets. Then he froze and slowly looked to Resh.
He coughed nervously once, and it was totally not because he realized he left his wallet back at the dorms.
"So uh, Resh… got enough cash for three tickets?"
Much to Jaune's horror, Resh only smiled back at him.
… And he continued smiling even on their ride back to Beacon. Jaune would be panicking at that still, uncanny face if his stomach was too busy causing him nausea.
"So, Sun was it?" Resh broke off from the silence as the three guys were on their way back to Beacon. "I take it since this is your first time heading towards Beacon that your originally not from Vale?"
"Yep. Gotta say though, the city life is pretty busy. Lots of crowds here." He mentally noted it was kind of easier to steal things without people noticing here.
"It's only like that around this time since it's the Vytal Festival. So where are you from?"
"Kind of here, there, anywhere." Sun whimsically explained.
"And what brings you here?"
"Oh the Vytal Festival for one. Second, I saw this pretty hot chick." The easy going boy smiled at the memory.
Resh thought back to the other timelines he recalled. If his father did not marry Blake, most of the time, she and Sun would get together with some difference.
"You're coming all the way to Beacon, a place you've never been before and which is supposed to be as huge a miniature city itself, all for a hot chick?"
"Dude, she was special. I can tell these things." Resh felt like despite his casual sayings, his Uncle Sun was considerate enough not to reveal that he knew Blake was a Faunus from just looking at her. Despite his immature ways, he knew how to respect people's privacy.
"Fair enough." Resh left it at that. Mentally giggling to himself why he knew of such a thing—oh wait. … Wasn't it around this time that Mama Blake ran away from Beacon with Uncle Sun?
He could stop it, but the thing was that he vaguely recalled that this was an important time for his Faunus mother. If he had intervened, what kind of effect would it have on his futures if he still hasn't changed it? Then again, if time movies were any indication, there already were going to be changes in that event somehow. Should he check anyway? But there was a problem in that he didn't know the exact places and details of where Uncle Sun and Mama Blake went over the supposed weekend. Not to mention they had all told him they fought at the docks, not necessarily giving exact coordinates or an address of the battlefield.
"Oh, do you need some help?" Jaune asked from his upset stomach. "We've been in Beacon before, so we might have seen her; maybe point you in the right direction to meet her."
"Nah. But thanks for the sentiment bro." Sun casually waved back as their ride finally ended.
Sun was the first to get up and make his way towards the exit. "Welp, see ya dudes, I'm off towards an adventure."
Resh smiled calmly and called out to him. "You don't need to pay me back for the ticket ride!"
Sun turned his head back and looked back at Resh with surprise. He was hopping the black haired kid would forget about the Lien he owed, even if it was small.
But he didn't, and he didn't really seem to care about it.
Huh, the guys in Vale are pretty chill if they're anything like these two.
Sun just saluted them both off before jumping out the landed plane first.
Then Resh looked to his father and leered at him.
"… Because you're paying for his ticket ride."
His team leader groaned at that.
[Present Time]
"Jaune!?"
The three girls all pointed to the person they saw as Jaune Arc, the usual loveable, but unlucky buffoon that got into trouble on almost a daily basis. However, now he was dressed in a very snazzy looking black uniform coat over a white collared, long-sleeved cotton shirt while wearing a black tie and black formal pants.
He looked very much like an actual butler. Maybe not 'one hell of a butler', but none the less 'adequate'.
'Oh why me?!' The blond, blue eyed boy whined mentally as he saw three of his friends while he was still wearing this embarrassing uniform.
"C-Can I help you to your seats?" Jaune stammered as he tried to keep the act together. Yet in his mind he was mentally screaming and panicking. "Masters?"
Ruby and Pyrrha looked to be in shock, but to the misfortune of the walking trouble magnet, Yang was the first one to snap out of her stupor.
"Master huh?" Yang grinned, which only made inner Jaune hyperventilate with worry. "Well, please me enough, and your master will treat you fairly tonight.~" She teased happily, causing Ruby to elbow her sister in the rib.
Unfortunately for the blonde boy, his imagination lacked restraint when thinking of answers to what the other blonde strongly suggested.
"R-Right t-this way please?" Jaune's worker smile twitched as he moved ahead to lead his friends to an empty booth. He was far more stressed out than he showed.
Resh then came out from the back and looked for his father. It didn't take him long to spot him and three of his potential mothers being seated in a booth.
"Oh boy…" Resh muttered, but was noticed by Shin.
"Are those some of the girls that like him?"
Resh just nodded, he wanted to go back in, but then Toma called both him and Shin over to another corner of the store.
Back with the others, Jaune had already shown them to their table and waited for all three of the girls to sit down.
"I uh… wasn't expecting you girls to come here." Jaune started after looking behind him towards the counter to see if his boss was looking at him. He then took out a note pad and cleared his throat. "What would you like to be served, masters?"
"Uh, Jaune?" Ruby asked, ignoring the giggle from Yang and the flushed look on Pyrrha's face as she suddenly found the wall beside her to be very interesting and needing to be stared at this very moment.
"Why are you calling us your masters?" The red themed girl asked.
Jaune sighed. "It's part of my job. We treat everyone here like they're masters and we're their butlers," He blushed. "It's kind of embarrassing honestly. Still feels weird to say to random strangers."
"But we're not strangers." Yang smiled, placing her hand on her cheek.
"Actually it feels even worse." Jaune joked briefly and quickly, trying his best to stop Yang from continuing her train of thought.
"Aww come on! Spoil me like you would Weiss if you were her servant! I wanna see some Master/Servant play!" She spoke in an undertone that could be described as sultry.
Jaune flushed and looked away.
At that point, Ruby elbowed her sister in the sides again. "Yang!" Though one would briefly wonder why she was covering her face with her favorite hood as she did this.
"Well errhmm…" Jaune coughed before taking out a note pad. "Can I get you girls some drinks to start us off?"
Thankfully for the young blonde, the girls all said their drink orders, and some of their meals before he went away.
Taking his chance, Jaune quickly tried to find Resh. However, his best friend was currently busy conversing with another costumer booth.
From the look of things, Resh would be there for a while before moving on to the next table and so forth. And it looked like he had enough time to socialize before coming back to the back of the counter before Jaune would have to be sent elsewhere.
Jaune briefly looked back at his friends, expecting them to be holding in storms of laughter and whatever left of his social life to be ruined in the process. However, he didn't see them do that. In fact, they actually looked tired and a bit sad.
"… Hey, Kent?" Jaune looked to the other chef besides Mr. Xio. "I have the orders for the new table here."
He scribbled something into the note pad before giving it to him.
Resh passed by three of his potential mothers.
…
He really should focus more on why he's even in the past instead of being distracted and making his dad's life miserable for his own amusement… It was true that there looked to be a group of people that were preventing him from being too active, but sitting around and waiting for something to happen was really stressing to be honest.
"Hey Girls."
"Hey, Skater, you and Vomit Boy clean up nicely." Yang smiled with her infamous and playful grin.
"Hey Resh."
"Hello."
The boy looked around the group. Despite Yang's usual playful attitude, he sensed that she was slightly more tired than usual, and her flirts sounded a bit forced.
"… OK, what's wrong?" Resh asked though he had a solid guess as to what was happening, considering he saw Uncle Sun last night.
The girls all deflated at the mention.
"This wouldn't have to do something with Weiss and Blake, wouldn't it?" Resh asked, although he hid his actions carefully.
Ruby's silver eyes looked at Resh with shock. "How'd you know?"
Besides the obvious future information the boy had? "Well, considering that the mentioned two are not here, and taking in the factor you all look a bit… down… I'm guessing things didn't go so well recently?"
"That's an understatement." Yang scoffed before slumping back into her seat. "They had this huge argument and Blake… well…"
"She hasn't come back." Ruby finished.
Yang's eyes lit up. "Hey wait! Resh, you pretty much figured out where Jaune and Weiss where with little to go on! Maybe you can help us track her!"
Resh blinked looking at all three of them with hope written all over their faces.
His mind suddenly felt guilty. He probably could help, but he had already promised himself to let things play out and stay his hand. Thankfully, there was the fact that he knew Blake. Without showing them he knew Blake was previously a White Fang member, Resh knew that tracking her down would be different than with Jaune and Weiss.
He hated to be the one to kill their hopes, but what else could he say really? Lying or trying to escape would only bring them false hope.
"Guys… I know it may look like I have good tracking skills, but the thing about the kidnapping was that I was given a clue to where they were imprisoned. … Do you guys have any idea where Blake could be?"
Yang and Ruby looked at each other. "Uhh… well…"
Resh sadly sighed.
"There's also another reason why I hesitate to help out. Blake pretty much focuses her style of fighting based on hit-and-run tactics, I wouldn't put it past her to keep covering her tracks if she wanted to remain hidden. After all, she is the most stealth based member of our group. If she really didn't want to be found, she might remember I can potentially find her with any hint, and make sure her tracks are clean." Resh explained slowly and softly.
Resh frowned with the girls as they deflated. He decided to say something more.
"Still, if it means anything. I think she's still in the city."
"What makes you say that?" Ruby turned her gaze back at Resh questioningly.
"I have this gut feeling that someone who's fought and laughed with us so far doesn't want to leave us yet," Resh voiced out. "I trust Blake and Wiess. They'll work it out… call it faith. Now if you'll excuse me, I have other customers to serve."
With that, the strange boy was off. Logically speaking, Blake could be anywhere in Remnant right now, maybe on a dust plane or ship to another kingdom, but Resh did have a point. Their fight was bad, but she wouldn't run across the world from it… right?
Ruby slumped into her seat. Maybe some food would get her mind off it all.
So when Jaune came over, carrying a lot more than she, Pyrrha, and Yang were expecting, they were surprised.
"One Emperor Chicken salad," He handed over to Pyrrha. "One, Boartusk Bacon breakfast platter," He placed the plate in front of Yang. "And one 12 oz. Medium well Ursa steak." He put the surprisingly big meal in front of the smallest girl in their group.
Then he took out more things from another tray. "And three Strawberry Sundaes. Enjoy your meals, my masters."
"W-Wait Jaune!" Pyrrha quickly called out. "We didn't order dessert."
Jaune smiled at her reassuringly. "The meal's on the house as are the desserts. Don't worry about it." He smiled before leaving the three looking at their now free meals.
"… And here I thought Vomit Boy couldn't be smooth." Yang managed to say with a sly grin.
It was the dawn of the next day.
"So you're going to help them look for Blake?" Resh asked as he and Jaune walked towards the Dust Plane. It was the dawn of the next day and only Resh was wearing preparing his uniform. Jaune was in his jogging gear, if he wasn't going to work, he was going to take the training path.
Yesterday, the girls had waited two hours until Jaune and Resh were done with their shift. Afterward, Ruby explained what they were originally there for. Jaune, being the Good Samaritan that he was, wanted to help them out and offered to join them in searching for Blake. Resh wanted to help, but he really needed some of the cash as soon as possible. Losing one of the functions of his weapon, especially most of his offensive capability, made him somewhat more of a liability than an asset. And perhaps maybe he could converse with the costumers, maybe ask if they had seen the black themed girl as the travelers came to town.
"Yeah. Sorry I can't help you. I called Mr. Xio last night." And his boss replied told him it was alright and sent him an eerily girlish looking email with smiley emoticons and hearts, but he wouldn't say that. It was probably a mistake. "He said it was OK, but that means I have only one sick day left."
"Don't worry about that. Semester Finals are coming soon, so we might be able to convince him to gives us a few more."
"Yeah well, good luck with work. It's surprisingly hard."
The boy from the future gave a small smile. "Like looking for a single friend in the big city isn't?"
"Just go."
The red eyed boy's smile grew into a normal size. "Good luck to you too sir."
That was what he said before he got in the dust plane alone.
Later that morning, the impressive seven man team of RWY and JNPR stared down the large city of Vale once more.
"So where do we start?" Pyrrha asked.
"Well, Blake likes books, maybe we could look around the book stores if they saw her?" Jaune offered.
"We didn't check every book store did we?" Ruby asked.
"Still kinda wishing Resh was here." Yang commented.
Weiss huffed. "We should have made him come along in the first place! He obviously has more experiences in tracking things down."
Yang grinned. "Oh hey come on! I think I have my idea for sources!"
"I question this…" The white themed girl questioned cautiously.
Jaune spoke out. "Come on guys, we don't need Resh to find Blake."
After one abrupt segway later…
Resh felt a vein pop in his head, but no one would ever notice it. He hid it too well as he bowed politely in front of the customers.
"Welcome masters."
"Oh hey! Resh! Dude, it's me Sun!"
Resh smiled at the blonde Faunus, before tilting his head towards Blake Belladonna, her own vivid colored eyes widening in shock when seeing him.
Resh motioned in politely to them towards the stairs in the back.
"I'm afraid that most of our first floor seats are filled today, so may I guide you over to the second floor then?"
There was no one up there, and they were safe to… converse… in the second floor.
"Did you know, Glynda, that at the lowest point of the war, people from both sides had almost given hope to the point that they all stopped caring about naming children during that period? Contrary to after the war, where some children were named after colors for freedom, the names of that time were faceless, uninteresting, and common. Names such as Jacob, Bob, Sarah, Phil, and other simple common names were prevalent during that era because at that time, what was the point of naming them? They would probably die soon anyway?"
"Wasn't that an older generation though? What brought this conversation up, Ozpin?"
"… Among those common names… 'Jared' was one of them. I recently read a newspaper study on simple curiosity that inspired made some social historians to discover that during said period, a good percent of death certificates had the name of 'Jared' in them, the only other name close to its number was 'Jason'. I bring this up because I couldn't help but wonder if we fail? Will there be another era where children are lazily named because their parents gave up hope?"
"We won't let that happen."
"I know, I know. I would rather much die than let that happen."
"…"
"Still, I can't help but wonder: what kind of world would such a place be? What kind of person who lives in such a world be like?"
He was creepy, to put it simply.
No, the word itself could even grasp the 'kid' completely.
Roman Torchwick had his fair share of dealing with loons before, like the White Fang for example. They keep preaching about freedom and equal rights when they're all wearing the exact same uniform listening to whatever he tells them to because other higher ups tell them to listen to him.
Yet this one, this strange 'kid' who wore a large black cloak covering everything was just… unnerving… to be around.
Cinder had apparently found him, or rather, he had found Cinder and followed her like a puppy. Not really saying anything to her, but listening to her every command. At first she questioned who it was, maybe wondered if any of her 'acquaintances' sent her an extra pair of hands. But when he didn't say a single word, at least out loud since this punk has been known to mutter and ramble on about something to himself, she checked who it was under that hood.
A mistake that both Roman and Cinder made when they first met him.
You see, when she had removed his hood, she had to admit she was surprised and disgusted… for a moment… before calmly putting the hood back on.
"Ah that's why you wear it." She said with a look of interest
For Roman, he almost barfed and mentally swore to Monty, Dust, Grimm, and whatever religious god that he heard of at that time when he had done so.
Maybe if the kid's face was ugly, he would have laughed it off and made fun of the cloaked figure every chance he got.
But it wasn't ugly. Nor was it pretty.
In fact, he didn't even know what kind of face he had. He was wearing an empty white mask that covered even his whole face.
Now you would probably wonder why, both of these criminals would find this disturbing, or why they couldn't remove the mask in the first place.
One explanation would simply be that the mask was absorbed into his skin as if it was a part of his face.
Yes, the mask was actually embedded somehow into the face. You could see along the 'edges' where the skin was growing over the marble mask and it was seeping into his face. You could swear there where skin piece of it so thin, the veins were shown pumping over the marble mask.
Somehow, he was still breathing and able to utter something thought to be words, but that didn't change the fact that taking off that mask was going to be hard, not that anyone dared tried.
At least the stranger didn't speak—except for creepy ramblings—and did what he was told without question, something Roman thought of as a silver lining.
"Uh Roman? Mr. Torchwick?" A White Fang grunt came to him and who the stylish thief was briefly thankful of his appearance over this… henchman…
The grunt looked over to the cloaked figure staring at the corner of the wall, as if he were a child in a time out. His sharp hearing could only get hushed, garbled sounds of words that sounded raspy, dry, and almost desperate. One could even compare it to something impossible like a broken record playing in reverse.
He walked towards Roman while taking the path furthest away from the other being in the room.
"We uhh, we got word that no one will bother us at the Vale Docks. We're getting the planes ready."
"Then let's not waste any time!" Roman said hurriedly. "The less time with this weirdo, the better!"
The grunt winced at the direct insult. "S-Should you have said that out loud?"
"He doesn't mind, heck, not even sure if there even is a brain in that… thing…" Roman took his hat and quickly left the room, not even wanting to see if the cloaked boy would follow him. Hell, even the other two brats might have been better company!
The grunt quickly followed nothing wanting anywhere near the masked being.
As they both left, the figure stared at the wall. Or at least it didn't move his head at all from facing the wall.
His ramblings got louder as they all left, but you could swear that he was a little more coherent, but only saying one word over and over and over and over and over and over and over….
"Jared… Jared… Jared… Jared… Jared …Jared… Jared… Jared… Jared… Jared… Jared… Jared…"
Sometimes it's best not to listen to the ravings of a mad man, especially if there is a piece of twisted truth in their hysteria.
"wHY dId yoU LeAvE mE, BROthEr?"
…
A pawn is an essential part of the game of Chess. It is the footstone and foundation of many complex strategies and attacks.
However…
The thing about Pawns is their unchangeable fate of being sacrificed so that the others may win.
{Extra: The Secret Society/Cult of Beacon.}
Jaune: Finally! I call to meeting of the S.M.A.N.F.S.! Or the Secret Man and No Females Society!
Resh: (Thinks he should protests adamantly, but thinks against it.) … Ah well, roll call. First we have, our host and (self) appointed leader… Blonde Moon.
Jaune: Thank you, "Future Grimm Bait".
Resh: It's actually "Violet Crusader", Lord Buttflap, but please let me continue. "Too much Pancakes?"
Ren: Do I have to do this?
Resh: The sooner we get this through, the sooner we can go back to sleep.
Ren: I am here.
Resh: "He Whose Leg's Aren't Broken"?
Cardin: … I know I did not choose that name.
Resh: (Moving on) Is "Gender Identity Crisis" here?
Russel: I think I'm going to have to choke a—
Resh: I'll deal with the edits later. "Ornithophobia"?
Dove: Are you doing this on purpose?
Resh: I wish. Next up! "Paranoid Lloyd"?
Sky: *Bangs hand on desk* I'm not paranoid dang it! Who wrote these names?!
Resh: Our most recent recruit, "Mount Abs-ilicious"?
Sun: Hey, I was promised free Kool Aid if I came here!
Resh: And our final, and in no way least member, "Not Together-Together"
Nora: I can't wait for today's meeting!
Sun: Wait. *points to Nora* Aren't you a girl?
Dove: We let Russel in here, so I don't see the problem.
Russel: (Stretches out hair dryer cord) Don't you dare underestimate the chocking power of an electrical cord…
Sun: Well uh, so what is this place?
Sky: Basically a place for us guys to complain about the girls about this place.
Sun: What!? Are you guys crazy?! All the girls here are like super models!
Resh: Easy for you to say, you don't have to fight against some of them. Seriously? Has anyone noticed that the girls get the more powerful semblances?
Sun: … What are your semblances anyway?
Everyone stares at Sun.
Jaune: Resh, what are our semblances?
Resh: Don't look at me, I'm not a clairvoyant.
Nora: This is also the R.G.S.S.! The Randomly Given Semblance Society!
Jaune: I didn't authorize this.
Resh: Well I didn't authorize you being the leader, but we all can't get what we want can we?
Ren: Nora we can't be called that. We only have one semblance.
Nora: What? I thought each and every one of us, except Sun, are given one random new semblance every day that either vary in helping us, making us all super overpowered, or make us look weak and unoriginal? But well except me, took me three seasons to finally reveal my semblance officially!
Everyone else: ….
Jaune: What?
Resh: Nora, we don't have new random semblances each day.
Nora: Yes we do! Our fearless leader has the widest variety of semblances of all! Ranging from absorbing, to killing us all, to gaming, to…
Ren: Nora.
Suddenly the dark room was lit and revealed a slightly bewildered janitor looking at a bunch of cult like kids in his closet.
Well it was at least more decent than walking into a stupid couple that thought they won't be disturbed.
Janitor: … Be sure to clean up when you're all done.
Everyone: Yes sir.
And thus another meeting of SMANSF/RGSS went duly on.
[Extra 2: It's time to Hu-Hu-Hu-Hu-Hu-Hu-Hu-Hu-Hu-Hu-Hu-Hu-Hunt!]
Jaune stared incredulously at what was before him. Every fiber of his being wished to deny its existence, yet here it was in front of him, becoming a great, growing power.
"Sir, how long are you going to stare at that strange puzzle?" Resh asked.
For some reason, Thal, their upper classman, brought Jaune a gift with a golden box that had a beautifully crafted eye on it and was designed much like she and Hermera were styled off.
"I'm trying to solve it, not stare at it. I think I've got it down, so I just need to place this last piece…"
As Jaune placed the final piece of what Thal called, The Millennium Puzzle, he had unknowingly unleashed an(other) ancient evil upon the world.
[Some random amount of time later.]
"Hello, Arcy boy, I kidnapped your grandfather and trapped him in a Grimm Card… that has no attack or defense points.!"
Jaune, with a strange pointy hair that must be magic, slammed his fist at the floor in front of the T.V. "Curse you, Maxwell Unicorn! Curse you and your fabulous design!"
Then there was the fact Resh was immune to a time freeze for some reason caused by Unicorn and saw this all happening.
"…... This is going to be the longest four to five years of my life."
He then started looking for the Grimm-oh card game instruction packet. Something told him that would be his bible for these next few months.
[More random amount of time later.]
Jaune and the rest of his posy (potential harem—yes even Ren and Resh) went to Hunter Island, a private island not infested to brim with Grimm.
"Aww." Ruby whined.
"Is something wrong with Jaune's hair?" Yang pointed to the now tri-colored boy with a deep and manly voice.
"His hair looks, fine, I'm more afraid of who we're going to even find food here if the only place of civilization is that huge castle in the center of the island. Heck, there aren't even any Grimm here. How'd he do that?" Cardin asked.
Then a large guy wearing sunglasses with a strange mullet walked over to the large amount of people. "Attention, Hunters! My Mullet invites you to Unicorn's castle for the tournament! Which is totally not an over elaborate plan to steal some kid's ancient artifact of power!"
"Well that seems innocent enough, is there wifi here?" Resh asked.
"My Mullet says no."
"Anndd we're off to a grand start."
[An even more random amount of time passes.]
A very sexy (Egyptian) man with gold jewelry stood in front of Jaune and the others on top of a large tower in the middle of a deserted island "Behold, Pharaoh! I, Evil Malik Blishtar, am a much better designed and overall more attractive and sexy character than you are!"
The man then threw off his shirt, revealing his braod back, toned muscles, and scared body. "Bask in the power of my totally hard-core tattoo that was carved by knives into my body! The ladies love it!"
Yang 'lost' her soul to the shadow realm after witnessing Malik Blishtar's 'power.'
… And Blake
… And Weiss.
… And Coco.
… And Velvet.
… And Russel.
Sun and Neptune fell to their knees. "We can't handle such power!"
"Are we done with this adventure yet? Cause I think we got like, three more of these left?" Resh asked before Jaune accepted Malik's challenge and threw off his shirt, causing Pyrrha to 'lose' her soul to the 'shadow realm' along with Ruby, Zwei, Cardin, Ozpin, Mercury, Roman, Professor Port, Dr. Oobleck, Sun, Neptune, Ren, and pretty much all their friends, enemies, and allies except Resh/Jared because he was wearing the Millennium Ring.
"Nope, nope. Trust me, being here for two years will make you want to be the final villain of this place too." Resh told the audience. "And yes, for the sake of his ever growing and infinite harem, I too am his love interest. Just as you are. We are all his love interest. There is no escape. The gods can kill me now."
[Time Skip, go!]
"Get your game on!"
[Oops too far.]
"Let's rev it u—"
[That's even father, not what I meant.]
"I—"
[Oh lord, it's Zexal! Nuuuuuuuooooooo! BACK BACK!]
Future Resh grabbed the box from Jaune after he had received it from Thal.
"What hey!?" The blonde boy cried in shock.
"Sorry Dad, maybe in another time line or (crack) fanfiction crossover! Fare thee well!~" He saluted before taking the box and making sure it reached a certain midget with pointy hair that was as cute as a baby panda.
[And then it never happened. The end.]
{Author Notes.}
Decency demands that I apologize for this (the extras) abomination of literary work.
So I apologize.
I was in the mood for Yugioh and watched the Abridged series for it. Ahh LittleKuriboh, you just had to spawn a multitude of Abridged spin offs didn't you? I love ya for it you glorious man who is not in fact an actual Kuriboh.
He did have a point. Does anyone notice that Yugioh has a lot of sexy men? ... And I'm fairly certain I'm a guy. *looks down* Yep, pretty sure. Little Kuriboh also got me into Thiefshipping, so thanks for that Obama.
Also, do note that I might have been eating too much donuts when I wrote that last skit.
Take that as you will.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Take it.
Take all of it baby.
Rub it all over that will… awww yeahhhh…
I should probably end this Author Notes now.