Murray Gold's « A good man ». Why? Spoilers!
"Any idea what this 'anomaly' can be?" Yang suddenly said, tearing the silence of their walk through Forever Fall.
"If even Oobleck doesn't have the slightest idea of what it is, how do you expect me to know?" Blake answered with a tired smile
Yeah, she was tired, mostly because they had been walking toward this anomaly all day, and that there was not trace of it anywhere… If they had come here for nothing, Oobleck would have to endure her lecturing about checking his systems.
Her train of thoughts was suddenly interrupted when many Beowolves howled in unison. Instinctively, her hand went to rest on Gambol Shroud's handle, and she was reassured to hear the distinct 'click' of Amber Celica developing in attack mode.
"Look like we've got company…" Yang muttered, all senses in high alert.
But strangely, no Beowulf appeared. Instead, a strange voice raised over the relative silence of the forest.
"What are you? What do you want? And perhaps more important, why do you look so strange?"
Blake and Yang exchanged a look, and then started running toward the voice that was visibly struggling with a huge pack of Beowolves. There was a great chance that it was the anomaly that they had been searching for, plus they couldn't just let whoever this was defenseless against Grimms. They arrived at it sooner than they'd expected, arising in a clearing crowded with a dozen monsters and a big blue box just sitting there. Not giving themselves or the Grimms any second to think, they both started moving again, slaughtering the creatures in a perfectly synchronized fashion thanks to their training.
A dozen wolf was no match to their combined attacks, and they rapidly found themselves back in front of the box, staring at each other questioningly.
"Umh… Mister?" Yang hazarded hesitantly. "You are safe now, the Beowolves are dead."
The door of the box opened slightly, before a seemingly old man propped his head through the opening, staring frantically right and left and ended up staring at Blake.
"You there, black hair and bobbly head, which planet is this? And which time?"
"We're on Remnant, Monday, and a little bit after noon." Blake answered slowly, starting to seriously doubt the sanity of the man
"Remnant? How come I never heard of Remnant?"
"Sir, you might want to sit down. You look shaken… You sure the Beowolves didn't hit you on the head?" Yang added, still reluctant on storing her weapon.
"No, they didn't! No one can enter the Tardis! But seriously, what's wrong with you? You all look like weird three-dimensional versions of manga!"
"Sorry, what?" Blake interrupted.
"No offence, it looks good on you. By the way, I've been really rude not presenting myself. I am the Doctor."
"Okay, that Beowulf definitely hit him on his head." Yang said, deciding that this man was just a weirdo.
"I told you it didn't! Oh, and thanks for saving me, but did you have to kills those poor animals? And where are the bodies anyway?"
"They vanished, like they always do. And what were you planning to do anyway, try to reason them? Well, scoop of the year, those beasts have no soul, no Aura and are chasing mankind since the very beginning of Remnant just for the fun of it. So yeah, we had to kill them." Yang said, fiercely putting a hand on her waist.
Blake's ears suddenly twitched, and her eyes fell upon another beast… inside the blue box. For a second she wondered how there could be so many things inside such a small box, but then her Huntress training came back to her.
"Sir get out of the way! Yang, there's another one inside of the box! It's weird, it looks like…" she turned to see if her orders were followed, only to resume the conversation normally. "Who are you exactly, and what brought you on Remnant?"
"Oh no… no no no no! It can't have followed me!" The Doctor said, starting to rummage his pockets
"Sir? You know something about the creature she was talking about?" Yang said, hesitantly looking between a dumbfounded Blake and a gradually panicking Doctor.
"Yes, I do know some things about them, they are Silence! You forget about them the moment you look away, that's why your friend here look like a fish out of its tank!" he then got out a pair of sunglasses. "Finally."
"That's ironic for a cat, right Blakey?" Yang could help but point out
"Could you stop making fun of me and explain to me what's happening?" Blake hissed, visibly not liking to be left behind
"You saw something weird in that blue box, and according to this weirdo, forgot about it the moment you looked away. I wouldn't have trusted him if I didn't see it happen. Now sir," she said turning to the doctor. "Tell me, are those creatures vulnerable to gunshots?"
"Yes, yes they are, why?"
Without adding anything, Yang cocked back Amber Celica and entered the box. Now staring at the creature, she saw that it looked nothing like her usual Grimms prey. Worse, it tried to speak to her with a raspy, disturbing voice. She kept her eyes focused on him, waiting for it to attack first, before realizing it wouldn't. It was defenseless, else it wouldn't erase itself from memory. A devious grin appeared on her lips, and in one quick bounce, she was close enough to punch the hell out of it.
The thing that surprised her the most though, was that it wasn't disappearing. Suspiciously, she shot another round at its corpse, before saying without letting her eyes trail off of it:
"Uh, sir… Doctor? It's not disappearing… Is it still alive by your standards?"
"No, it's dead. What you don't know what a dead body look like? Never seen a corpse?"
"Actually, they do not exist, Doctor… Either you're alive, or you don't exist. Existing while being dead is… unnatural." Blake said, cautiously stepping in the Tardis behind the Doctor
"How do you eat meat or fish then?" the doctor asked, almost turning to her but seemingly remembering at the last second that he had to keep an eye on the Silence.
"I never wondered." Yang shrugged. "But seriously, who are you and what are you here for?" she added, quite eager to hear his story.
"I'm the Doctor, I travel through time in my Tardis and I try to help wherever I go. Wait a minute… You're not surprised?"
"Surprised by what?" Blake genuinely said
"It's bigger on the inside!" the Doctor exclaimed, arms wide open to emphasize his point.
"Probably works like Coco's handbag." Yang shrugged. "Even Ruby's scythe uses a bit of it."
"This world is really, really surprising. Wait, I'm missing something." He started walking in circles. "Why was there a Silence in my Tardis? No, more important, why have I come here, a planet I never heard about? Wrong question. Why did the Silence want to get here? You there, reckless blondie, has there been any changes in the recent political situation?"
"Ehh… Well Beacon fell, and Vale followed, but that was a long time ago… We defended Mistral successfully, and since then there's some sort of status quo with Salem I guess… Since she hasn't tried to exterminate mankind."
"Exterminate?" The Doctor stopped in his tracks to look at Yang. "What does that Salem look like?"
"No idea, never seen her. Tough Ozpin says she's a kind of hybrid between human and grimm… And Qrow says she looks like a spider."
"No metallic outfit, no tank-like armor?"
"No, why?"
"Oh god I thought I had another Dalek invasion to handle. Now since there isn't, thanks for saving me but I really gotta go. Maybe I'll get around here some time. You two best get back to your normal lives." He started pushing them out of the Tardis, both huntresses too shocked to react, until the box had vanished into thin air.
"Can we say we dreamed this all?" Yang said, slowly turned to Blake. "I don't want to ask myself more questions."
"Yeah. We'll tell Oobleck that there's a failure in his systems. How about we head back home?" Blake answered, willing to forget all of this as fast as possible.
"With pleasure, milady." Yang bowed
"Flatterer."
But nonetheless, they headed back home together on the same way they had taken to come as it was emptied of its Grimm. Yang's hand delicately placed in Blake's, as always when they came home.
Okay, this one was a long one… And truly, I do not like it as much as I liked the idea at first. Anyway, got another review from a guest that I'll answer here! Yay, I love reviews!
I didn't know that there was another 'Memory' story for Bumblebee, so thanks for warning me. Luckily, I was more seriously thinking about writing Light and Dark, since I have a beginning of a plot, so… Yeah, great chances that I write this one. And you're right, competing with another story would do no good to either author, even if I think it's ridiculous to even speak about competition. I mean, I'm writing 'cause I love writing and I love those bees, and personally I wouldn't mind if someone took one of my ideas and developed it, because it would only mean more bee… But I understand that some people might think of plagiarism.
Also, thanks for the kind comment at the start, it really makes my day 3. And you're not "just a random guy from Texas"! There nothing such as random people, everyone is unique and interesting. Do not underestimate the value of your life and acts… see, with a single review, you greatly helped me in avoiding an error!
I'm losing myself, am I? Anyway, hope you enjoyed this one even if it was long and in my own opinion, only 'meh.' And I'll see you tomorrow!