{Author Notes.}
Hey guys, sorry for the shorter chapter, I have some things to work on.
There are some important details at the bottom of this chapter, so pay attention and try to enjoy this small little Prologue.
"Alright dear, who on Remnant are we waiting for?" Roman knew that asking Cinder in such an annoyed tone had many consequences that could easily harm him in the long run, but even he was starting to notice the rather impatient tick across Cinder's face.
But there was something else. Cinder had made it absolutely important—implied threats—that if not everyone showed up for this little meeting with one of her allies, they would not be able to 'benefit' from it.
Yes even Neo, Mercury, Emerald, the creepy Masked minion, the higher up of the White Fang, and Adam himself.
He, Cinder, and her two lackeys were waiting in abandoned ware house along with a group of White Fang members.
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm with the red fruit loop." Mercury spoke out as he kicked the ground of floor.
"I didn't come here all the way just to stare at an near empty warehouse Cinder, what is this?" Adam added in. He was getting rather impatient.
Cinder leered back at Adam's complaint most of all. She was practically seething at how many people were questioning her. However, the more annoying fact was that they all had the right to be.
"I assure you all, I too am feeling… ticked at the lack of punctuality by my associates." The Woman of Flames turned away, looking at the other side of the warehouse where there was a large open gate.
It was at this moment, the Masked Minion stepped forward to the exit. His right hand was extended and it transformed into a giant Grimm like claw.
Everyone seemed tense if the Creepy One was getting ready to fight. However, only Cinder smiled and almost gave a sigh of relief.
"Finally," She turned back to the masked figure. "You can stand down."
The masked figure returned his hand to normal before walking back towards the corner he came out off.
Adam was about to ask what that was all about until he and his other brethren heard faint sounds of trunks… and engines popping?
What first entered through the ware house gates was the limo—a heavily damaged limo with dents, shattered glass and—
"Are those… giant icicles?" Emerald gaped as they noticed that the limo looked burnt on one side, but had protruding giant icicles on the top of its roof as if it was attacked.
The limo, damaged as it was, came in front of the large group of people and stopped. From the back car seat, a black clothed teen that looked as pale a s bed sheet with red hair and wearing a strange set of goggles threw himself out of the care and started kissing the ground. "Finally! Ground! Sweet Ground! I will never take you for granted again!"
They all looked at the pathetic looking boy crying his eyes out to finally be back on solid ground. Roman and Neo were slightly amused while Emerald and Mercury were incredibly confused.
Everyone else looked at Cinder, who seemed to be scowling harder than her face showed.
The driver seat opened up, making the crying teen boy stop.
Once again, the Masked Minion stepped out of his corner, getting ready to move. However this time it wasn't just him. As soon as the door opened, and when that calm male leg stepped out, everyone but Cinder felt the urge to be on guard.
Who came out of the driver's seat was a (Chinese) looking man with long dark green hair that reached just a little beyond his waist that looked like pony tail wearing an intimidating suit. Just like Cinder there was an annoyed frown on his face, but unlike the limo, he looked to be untouched and clean.
What made everyone on guard though was the man's eyes. They were pure orange with slits for pupils, almost making him look like some kind of reptilian Faunus, but there was just something… off about them.
"Spicer, get off the ground and get the package ready." He spoke with authority in his voice that was not unlike a certain woman also in the room. The scared boy yelped and quickly made his way back into the limo with a slam.
The man looked back towards everyone and fixed his tie. He locked eyes with Cinder before politely bowing. "Ms. Fall. Apologizes for the delay, we ran into…"
All four wheels of the limo gave way and made the metal object fall into the ground. many heard the muffled yelps of panic coming from inside.
"Difficulties." The man finished.
"Were you followed?" Cinder asked with any lack of emotion, looking straight into his eyes.
Something was different, even Roman could see it. Besides the kids and animals, he had never seen anyone else Cinder worked for. The man in front of her… almost gave the same feeling off as her. Even Cinder sounded like she respected this co worker—which was a scary thought if that witch showed respect for one of her own allies when she pretty much acts like a tyrant.
"That was why we took a little more time, we didn't want our pursuers to find us after we escaped them. I would have called, but I didn't want to risk any form of interception."
"Well done Mr. Young." Cinder smiled graciously. "As for the package?"
A smirk appeared on Mr. Young's face before he looked back at the broken Limo. "Spicer!"
"I'm coming! I'm coming! The lock isn't the easiest thing you know!"
"Alright, what's going on? I want answers." Adam spoke out while folding his arms.
Mr. Young smiled towards Adam, a smile that felt as real as Cinder's. "Forgive me for making you wait so long sir. Ms. Fall here ordered for more fire power, and I was happy to oblige here with some of our finest weapons."
"Finest weapons? That is an understatement." Cinder scoffed as the door opened from the broken Limo. The pale looking teen came out with a pair of golden chopstick and a small palm sized bag.
"Cha—I mean Mr. Young, I got them all!" The teen spoke out as he walked toward the rather menacing looking group.
"Weapons!? Cinder are you joking with us?! That kid just has a bag and chopsticks!" Adam barked, looking angry and more frustrated as the seconds passed.
However, Cinder giggled. "I guess it would not look that way, would it? Tell me Adam, are you aware of the Legend of Dashi, The Master Weapon Smith?"
No one uttered a single word, but their minds all knew who Dashi was, or at least his story.
As the story goes, a very long time ago, a powerful and ancient Grimm threatened one of the ancient kingdoms of old. Dashi, a Xiaolin Monk had unlocked the secrets of Dust and crafted thousands of Super weapons to defend his temple from the Grimm. Legends speak that Dashi's weapons held amazing power and could even last the test of time.
"It's a famous fairy tale, so what?" Adam didn't know where she was going with this.
"It's no fairy tale." Mr. Young spoke out quickly with an all knowing smirk. "I assure you, Dashi's weapons and tools are as real as the air we breathe. Spicer?"
The teen age boy beside Mr. Young nodded and placed the bag on the ground before backing away from it. He pointed the golden chopsticks towards the bag and seemingly concentrated.
The rest besides Young and Cinder all looked at Spicer holding the chopsticks like magic wands with confused faces. Then, the golden chopsticks started glowing and a soft humming noise was emanating from the seemingly normal objects.
In an instant, the small hand bag grew 20 times in size, dwarfing that even the limo and surprising everyone else in the room who weren't Spicer, Mr. Young, and Cinder. (And the Masked Minion as well)
"W-What? How?" Adam was almost tempted to remove his mask and rub his eyes to suddenly see a bag grow exponentially.
"You should put more faith in stories Adam." Cinder smiled pleasantly. "You'd be surprised how much of it is based of reality."
"Wait, how the heck do we know if that wasn't just the kid's semblance?" A random grunt pointed out.
"No, it was the Changing Chopsticks." The assistant boy of Mr. Young called out as he held the golden pair of sticks. "This Wu has the ability to turn things smaller."
"Wu?" Emerald raised her brow at the odd word.
"Oh right, Dashi called these weapons, Shen Gong Wu, or Wu for short. They're Mystical Tools that have their own unique power." Spicer explained before heading towards the bag. He climbed it up and started fishing for something in the bag. He smiled as he pulled up a blue sash and tied it to his waist.
Spicer smiled as he looked towards the one grunt near the back who questioned them. All other grunts stepped back and left the guy hanging all along.
"What's with that look, kid?" Roman warily noted.
"Oh, just showing an example. If he believes that my semblance is shrinking things…" The boy smiled as the sash around him gave off the same glow as the chopsticks. "Then that just means I get to use the bigger Wu."
A giant third arm shot out of the Sash and grabbed the grunt whole. The poor guy screamed as he was lifted into the air and all the other White Fang Members aimed their weapons as the teen with red hair.
"HyaaH!" The Boy squealed like a little girl and jumped behind the bag. However, as he did so, his third arm dropped the man on top of some of his fellow grunts.
In awe of such strange tools, the others looked towards Cinder with an amused smile on her face and Mr. Young rolling his eyes towards his subordinate.
"Does this prove it to you Adam? Dashi's Weapons are real, and the best part? You are getting armed with as much of them as possible."
"… You're just giving us supposedly legendary and mystical weapons? What's the catch?"
"Unfortunately that is a bit long. You see there is a reason why I needed all of these weapons in the upcoming plan…"
"Uh hey." Everyone turned over to look at Roman. "As interesting to hear that even Mystical weapons are real and that we are going to use them. I can't help but wonder…" The thief pointed towards the broken Limo. "Who the heck attacked you guys?"
Mr. Young smiled, not smirked, smiled. When he smiled, they all noticed the fangs in his eerie smile. "Do you think we're the only ones after Dashi's tools?"
{APRIL FOOLS! *Blows funny little Kazoo.*}
Oh yeah. Despite how serious this looked, this is actually an excerpt I made just for fun!
This is NOT an actual chapter for (Current Story name here), but don't worry your pretty little electronic device, the real chapter is already finished but it just needs some fine tuning. It will be out by tomorrow for sure.
I am an old fan of the series Xiaolin Showdown (If you've heard of Xiaolin Chronicles, then I have to say I felt disappointed watching it.) it was one of the cartoons that got me waking up on Saturday mornings. (As you guys could see with the reference of the character hints of Chase Young, and Jack Spicer… maybe some hints of four other certain characters?) I also saw a very interesting way their premise could fit into the world of RWBY—even in this story, but I decided not to do this because it was too left field and out there, and maybe even a little random. (But I could include actual cameos since some of their stories offer a lot for this story.)
There is another (Somewhat) cameo event coming up with the semester finals I planned for this gang. So for this arc there's going to be a familiar character from an obscure television series I am sure over 70 percent of you have never heard off before! Whoo!
Anywho, April Fools Day! Next chapter for sure is coming out soon! (This one is not a joke!)