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"Thank you for you help, Klein."
Weiss nodded to her butler as the man set the unconscious boy down onto a couch in the library of her home. After witnessing the events that had happened, even though it was only for seconds, the female still acted quick. Quickly getting out of her room, she tried to locate help and fortunately ran into Klein.
Kelin was a slightly overweight man with balding brown hair and a large mustache. Dressed in a white dress shirt and black waistcoat, he also had on trousers and shoes to match his outfit. But despite his looks the man was rather fit due to having been tasked with many requests since her childhood.
"It's no problem, Miss Schnee." The man shook his head, denying the action being any trouble. He turned to look at the girl. "Always a pleasure to help. Although, I do admit this is one request that is rather odd from you." The butler eyed the boy who was unconscious on the couch.
"Well I do have to agree with you there." Weiss nodded her head while putting a hand to her chin, eyeing the boy as well. He wore a black ankle-length tailcoat, a high-necked waist coat with gold accents, black jogger-style pants, brown-black winklepickers, and a pair of red gloves. "Odd or not, this is still extremely weird if I have to say. I am going to get some answers from him when he wakes up. This is just far too strange."
"Strange, Miss Schnee?" Klein asked from behind her, a bit of curiosity and worry in his voice. "Could you perhaps elaborate if you are okay with that?"
Weiss kept her gaze fixated on the unconscious boy, but then she still answered Klein. "An odd glyph appeared just outside and just seemed to… spit him out. They were symbols or an emblem I've never seen before… and they were purple. It's extremely odd though since the Schnee family should be the only ones with such an ability of glyphs. Even so, I've never seen or hear Winter explain that we have that kind of ability."
"I do not mean to be rude, Miss Schnee, but if I may search him?" Klein asked, taking a step forward.
Weiss looked back but then stepped out of the way for the man. "Go on ahead." She gestured, but then looked down with a bit of hesitation. "However, this is a bit of an invasion of privacy… But you have permission to do so."
Her butler then started to pat the boy down. A second later, the man rummaged through the coat pockets. Not even five seconds passed as Klein pulled out two odd looking handguns, what Weiss assumed to be a singlestick, as well as a few gems and odd coins as everything was placed on the floor. There was even some kind of device that looked a Scroll that lacked the ability to compact itself and was a bit thicket. The heiress was surprised at the stuff but then her thoughts were snapped back when she saw a wallet which the butler released a cry to triumph at.. "Ah-ha! Now, we might be able to see who this boy…"
His voice died down a bit as soon as he opened the small storage for cash. Weiss blinked as she leaned over to try and take a look. "What is it?" She asked.
Klein looked over to see Weiss attempting to eye what he was looking at. "I believe it would be better for you to see for yourself."
Confused, Weiss gingerly took the wallet and began to look at its contents. "What the…" She breathed when she saw what seemed to be a form of identification but then it had weird scribbles on it. Not only that but there were also odd pieces of paper and strange coins as well. "I don't recognize any of this. This ID of his doesn't have a name…"
Looking at the unconscious body, Klein looked back to the white-haired girl. "Should I inform Master Schnee or the authorities?" He asked. "The boy does lack the necessary proof to show who he is and it is quite suspicious being left on this property how he is now. Not only that, but strange weaponry inside of his clothing as well. Might I also remind you of the items? Perhaps the law enforcers will be able to find out who he is."
"…We could do that…" Weiss nodded slowly, yet she was rather hesitant with her choice. "…But I want to at least give him the chance to explain himself before go and turn him in. As I said, there are things I want to ask him. That list has just increased now though with this wallet as well as weapons."
"…Very well, Miss Schnee." Her butler agreed with her before looking at the unconscious body. "But I do hope that he wakes up… soon…" Klein leaned back a bit cautiously as he trailed off. "What is he doing?"
Hearing this, Weiss turned her head and understood why Klein asked his question. It looked as if… colored smoke was ascending from his mouth. But then he simple inhaled it again and the cycle repeated itself. She frowned. "…What is that stuff coming from his mouth?" She questioned, but then she began to lean back with a small look of disgust. "Oohh, I hope he's not sick." She moaned.
"Should we try waking him up?" Klein suggested.
Weiss hesitantly put her hand against the boy's shoulder and started shaking the body. "Hello?" She asked. "Can you hear me?" She realized that was a stupid question to ask as soon as it had escaped her mouth.
"Maybe he is sick?" Her butler asked.
"Well, he was outside in the freezing cold for a few minutes before we brought him in here." Weiss admitted while stepping back and folding her arms. "Perhaps he's hurt."
"Allow me, Miss Schnee." As Weiss stepped to the side, Klein made his way over to the boy and started to inspect the body once again. He frowned. "I see a few bruises…" The butler noted as he pushed up the sleeves of the boy. "No cuts… Some burn marks on his skin…"
"That could mean he was in a fight recently. What else would explain the guns?" Weiss hypothesized, tapping her forehead in thought. "So then a Semblance might be the reason why I saw that glyph… But then again, only the Schnee family has the power of glyphs and they're not even that purple color I saw." With a sigh, she rubbed her face. "You may leave if you like, Klein. I perhaps need some time to think while waiting for out… guest to wake up."
"If that is what you wish." Klein nodded his head.
"Thank you for your help, Klein." Weiss nodded her head back to her butler as he had left the library.
"Hello there."
Weiss nearly yelped in shock but then slapped her hands over her mouth to muffle her cry. Snapping her head back towards the body, she saw the boy was now fully awake but then not really moving up from his position of lying down. "Wh- huh? What?" Each of her questions were surprised suddenly seeing the boy awake.
"I said... hello there..." The boy gave her a strange look before looking back up to the ceiling as he frowned in thought. Rolling his jaw around silently, he had an odd expression. "…Fluent English rather than my native tongue, Japanese… Odd considering that I know that Japanese is in the back of my head right now, but everything is just coming out as English."
Weiss still had her jaw partially dropped open throughout the entire time of his small monologue to himself. "Excuse… me?" She gave him an odd look, still a bit baffled at how she was ignored for a good few seconds. Grey eyes blinked once before looking over in her direction. "…Who… are you exactly?"
"…" He was silent for a good few seconds. He didn't answer her question because it seemed he was mentally occupied at that moment. As if… he were remembering something. Something that made him… a bit sad… some of sorrow. But all of that disappeared within another blink of an eye. "Sorry about that, there are just a few things on my mind." The boy apologized right away while getting back up to his feet, albeit with a bit of stumbling in his step. "Akira Kurusu by the way."
The heiress stepped back when the boy got back up to his feet. When he almost fell off of such support however, she just about held out her hands. He fortunately however kept himself stable. His introduction came immediately after which caught the female off-guard. Opening her mouth, no sound escaped. When she tried a second time, she couldn't form proper sentences. "I… I… I…"
Akira tilted his head. "I, I, I?" He asked while taking his hand back to hold his chin up in a thoughtful look. "Is this some sort of greeting? Saying hello or something similar is something I would assume… Unless this is a completely different culture of sorts. But then I don't exactly think this would be the case anywhere on Earth." He looked back to Weiss. "Could you perhaps tell me where I am, Miss? Specify which country or continent I'm currently on?"
Weiss was still baffled at the vents and just the spouting nonsense that this Akira person was saying was perplexing. Earth? Country? "Look here!" She finally stepped forward with a bit of steel in her tone. "My name is not Miss, and I want answers-"
"Well, what do you expect me to call you?" Akira asked, his eyebrow now raised.
"Huh?"
"If not Miss, then who?" The boy explained, giving her a weird look. "Despite my introduction, you didn't exactly tell me your name at that moment."
"…Weiss… Schnee." Weiss found herself having to take a couple of deep breaths to calm herself from this boy just somehow stressing her out within seconds.
"Weiss Schnee?" Akira asked, but then nodded his head a few seconds later. "Hmm, seems like a lovely name." Bobbing his head up and down, his eyes then locked too the floor and he just ended up staring. "…Is that my stuff on the ground? Why would it be there?" He looked up immediately. "Were you trying to rob me?"
"No!" Weiss nearly shouted, but somehow managed to settle for raising her voice just a bit higher than her normal volume. "I just saw you outside being flung out of some sort of… glyph or portal in front of my home and had you brought inside! My butler searched you and found all of these items in hopes of being able to tell what your identity is!"
"…I already told you though." The male stated straightly. "Akira Kurusu."
"Before you were conscious!" Weiss exclaimed. "Which leads me to another thing, what the heck is all of this?" She grabbed his wallet, opened it, and shoved the item right into his face. "What are these random scribbles and symbols?!"
At this, Akira frowned partially. "That's not exactly a nice way to describe the writing of one's culture."
She gave him an incredulous look. "…Culture?" She asked in disbelief, putting her free hand on her hip.
"Yeah, Japanese to be specific." With a nod of his head, he pointed to the card that had his face and strange scribbles on it. "Those random scribbles and symbols are Kanji, adopted logographic characters used in the Japanese writing system." He then looked a bit confused. "You do know of Japan, correct?"
Weiss didn't even acknowledge his question. Instead, she stepped forward and jabbed a finger right to his face. "Now listen here! I've had it up to here with you!" She stated, gesturing to a certain height. "I have too many questions on my mind right now, and that list is only increasing with every second that you are standing in front of me! So, could you do me a favor, and stay silent for five seconds?!"
Panting, Weiss huffed as she had lost a lot of air in that tiny rant of hers. Taking in breaths, she had her eyes narrowed at Akira who had a bit of a straight face. Exactly five seconds must have passed because Akira opened his mouth. "Better?" He asked with a single blink.
Staying silent, she still kept glaring at Akira. The boy only stared back at her patiently. But then as no sound passed between the two of them, she realized that he was actually waiting for her to respond. Blinking, the scowl she wore began to soften as she looked away in a bit of embarrassment because of her suddenly yelling at him. "…Yes, that is a small load off of my chest." She admitted. "…Also… I apologize for having you searched earlier while you were unconscious."
"That's quite alright." Akira breathed while putting his hands behind his back and nodding his head in understanding. "From what I can understand, I'm just a random stranger that appeared right in front of your property all of a sudden without any form of identification you are unfamiliar with. I'm honestly surprised you didn't get straight to the point."
Like that, the irritation that was recently gone inside her grew just a bit in an instant. "I would have if it weren't for your small rambles." She answer back, getting Akira to hold his hands up in response that admitted that he was indeed guilty of such. Clearing her throat, she took a deep breath.
Akira waited without any problem.
Raising a finger, Weiss waited for her thoughts to sort themselves out. As she did, she kept herself trying to think while keeping an eye on Akira. He just stood in place without even batting an eye, just rocking on his heels back and forth. But the boy was thinking about something himself and it didn't make him exactly happy.
Letting out a breath, Weiss figured out how she was going to go about things. "You said that your name is Akira Kurusu, correct?" She asked slowly, seeming to attract the boy's attention as he nodded silently. "That name is not related to a color as is the tradition into the present day… You muttered some places about Earth, Japan, and country… I do not recall any places having those names here on Remnant. What your saying doesn't make any sense at all."
"…Remnant?" Akira asked, scrunching his face up into thought.
Weiss gave him a look of disbelief. "You know… Remnant? That is the world we live in."
"…" Still having his previous expression on, he also turned his lips down into a frown. "…Do you have a map on you by any chance?" He gestured around him. As his hands swept the area however, he paused for a second before looking around. "…Am I in a library?"
This conversation was just becoming a complete whirlwind of emotions. Right now, Weiss just gave him a flat stare. "You just noticed that?" She deadpanned before throwing her arms up in exasperation and walking away. "Hold on, I believe there is an atlas around here. Just let me look for it."
"As you could tell, quite a few things are on my mind at the moment." Akira simply responded as Weiss reached a shelf. The boy simply turned his head to the side when the female had walked past him. "My surroundings were something not exactly on the top of my list as there were… other things that I was concerned about."
"What kind of things were those then?" Weiss questions, pushing a ladder among the shelves to a specific area.
Akira went silent once more. Weiss didn't notice him tilt his head down towards the ground and look at his hands as if they were covered in something. He took in a deep breath and sighed quietly. "Friends… family… Where I currently am at the moment." He only responded, placing his hands back to his sides. But less than a moment passed when it occurred to him. "Can I pick my stuff off the floor?"
"You already could have done that from the beginning." Weiss rolled her eyes and she pulled a book out and descended from the ladder. Walking towards the boy, Akira was already picked his stuff up and storing them into his pockets. "Where did you even get that stuff anyways?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." Akira stated as he took the atlas out of her hands.
"I still would like an answer. At least tell me where you got those gems and… odd looking coins."
"I found them lying around and inside treasure chests in a magic netherworld while battling symbolic demons born from the dark desires of humanity."
Weiss glared at him silently.
Leafing through the atlas, Akira peeked up and saw the look he was receiving. "I said so, you wouldn't believe me." He only said as he eyed the map that he had found inside of the book. Silently he stared.
So… he wasn't on Earth…
It all came crashing down on him in an instant. Before, during his silent moments when he had time to think away from the talking he provided for Weiss. Yes… he remembered what had happened to him… to the Phantom Thieves. Piece by piece the memories came in as he found himself distracted for seconds. But now…
He took in a deep breath and held it in. Keeping his eyes fixed, he began to remember everything once more. How he was the only one standing against Yaldabaoth, the massive god with everyone dead behind him. The last one… a fact that swirled in his mind and eventually became a blur after what felt like an eternity of torment.
"…Are you okay? You been staring at the map for nearly a who minute."
Looking up, he saw that Weiss was frowning towards him with a bit of worry. She held concern for him… a stranger who she only saved and knew for not even more than a day perhaps! "I don't recognize any of the land masses among… Remnant." He had to take about a second to recall the name of the place he was in.
Not on Earth… not on his own home planet… gone from his home.
"I-I'm sorry." Akira apologized quickly, closing the atlas and handed it back to Weiss who was surprised due the speed of his two words. "I believe I need some air." He immediately stepped past her and pushed the door into a hallway.
With a bit of shaky breath, Akira paid no mind to his surroundings as he snapped his head back and forth to find a way out. Shaking his head, he started to go down the halls and turned a corner.
Weiss had her jaw open, just watched Akira go away from her. What made her just stand in a frozen state wasn't just the fact that he walked out on her, but also that there was… something behind his eyes.
She knew that kind of look. Weiss saw it many times whenever she would look at herself in a mirror… on any sort of reflective surface. Remembering… times that were extremely tough. Sad. Devastating. Shocking. The female knew that there were many people that experienced the feelings that she went through. But never, ever, has she seen it in someone else.
Putting the atlas on a table, Weiss quickly followed Akira to wherever he was going.
Break
Akira didn't know how he had ended up suddenly surrounded, but he had been walking for a good amount of time. Fifteen minutes if he could be more precise.
Looking all over the place, he saw people. Just like in Tokyo, there were people everywhere walking about with a destination or goal in mind. There were many buildings that were large as well as small. Actually… this place did remind him of Tokyo… a lot.
Tokyo… Japan… Earth. Phantom Thieves. Morgana. Ryuji. Ann. Yusuke – Makoto – Futaba! Haru! Akechi! Sojiro! Takemi Iwai Kawakami OhyaChihayaYoshidaHIFUMISHINYAMISHIMASAE-
"Akira!"
Snapping his body around, he held his hand up as he took up a defensive stance. Panting, he saw that Weiss was standing behind him. He also noticed that she had put on a rather warm looking coat. Swallowing, he took deep breaths in and out to try and calm his nerves. Bringing up his hands, he rubbed his face to try and get him back to thinking straight.
"Apologies." He finally said after a period of silence, surrounded yet ignored by many. "I just needed a bit of time to think about everything."
Weiss kept an eye on Akira. To her, the boy seemed… unstable at the moment. As if he were a building just threatening to collapse at any moment. She began to feel a bit guilty. Back at her home, she had didn't exactly give him an easy time. Rather, he did his best to make sure that she was content with what she wanted without any problems.
"It's… okay…" Weiss found herself almost at a lost of words. How was she supposed to go about this? Yes, he was a stranger. But then he mentioned that no landmarks or anything among Remnant was familiar to him. Also throw in the fact that he spouted all kinds of things she was pretty sure never existed among the world she lived him. He was… confused… disoriented…
She was concerned with him. Just a few minutes and already there was something about him. Maybe it was just the fact that there was a fair amount of charisma behind him. Akira did seem to hold a bit of a logical mind… although some of the stuff he said is questionable. Namely that explanation of where he found those gems and odd coins.
"Do… you want something to drink right now?" Weiss offered, pointing to a café they were standing in front of. Yes, they could go back to her home. But she felt like this was something she should tackle as soon as possible.
Akira looked over before nodding his head. "…Yes, I believe that would be nice right now." He then began to walk over to the building. Getting to the door first, the black-haired male held it open for Weiss.
As the two of them went in, they went towards a table that was free and sat down to wait. As soon as they seated themselves, a waiter came over. "Hello, Miss Schnee, a pleasure to have you select our establishment to settle yourself in for a bit." They greeted with a smile while handing them a menu.
Akira blinked as Weiss sighed. "It's nothing really." She only stated, taking the menu and the waiter walked away. Giving the booklet to Akira, she saw him giving him staring at her. "What?"
"…Are you a celebrity of sorts?" He asked, taking the menu out of her hands while looking through it.
Before Weiss could say anything, gunshots rang throughout the building.
This chapter was supposed to come out about a week ago. A few problems however. School is a real nuisance but it's still a requirement that I want to pass badly. Dragon Ball FighterZ is a second reason. Monster Hunter World is a third (especially since I'm all alone when playing it).
I think this is at least decent. No, Akira didn't really get the chance to explain himself. Nor did he give it much. Not exactly seeming affected of the Phantom Thieves and his sudden experience of actually still being alive but in a completely different? world. But I am writing him in a specific way I think may work out, so please stop the complaints about Akira acting OOC. He is, after all, a character we choose how his personality and how he acts.
Weiss… I think she's fine. Some of you may think she's OOC as well. I simply say then you go write a PersonaxRWBY fic in this exact context and my ideas in mind.
EQUIPEMENT AKIRA HAS ON HIS PERSON: He has Arsene's Cane. Yes, it is a bit of a weak weapon, but I just want to try and have a bit of fun in this fic (can't you all at least let me have that?!). He has both the Nataraja (from Metatron) and Tyrant Pistol (from Lucifer) guns as well because he can.
But yeah, I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter. Especially since I started this in favor of sticking around with the original Trickster.
ALSO! Planning to do ANOTHER PersonaxRWBY fic in a similar way. But instead of Akira and Weiss… it's Akira and Ruby! Oh, I wonder how you all will find ways to hate on this new idea.
No flames please.