Aura Symphony Chapter 3: Oscar and Melanie & Miltiades, a Soul Eater + RWBY Crossover fanfic

Chapter 03: Oscar and Melanie & Militiades

The Grimm, dressed weirdly in a hooded cloak of all things, chuckled cruelly as it escaped with it's most recent loot.

A bag worth of souls ripe for the devouring!

*Bang!*

The Grimm instantly halted in it's tracks when two bullets nearly perforated it's head had it not jumped aside instantly at the sound. Looking up at the source, it was startled to see a figure standing right on top of a tower, with the broken moon shining eerily from behind him.

In a rare moment of self preservation, the Grimm didn't waste time roaring at it's challenger. It instead chose to flee as more bullets were fired at it, unaware that it had been slowly directed into a dead end between alleys. By the time it realized it's mistake, it was too late as it's pursuer had landed in it's only escape path.

"It's over, Geist Thief Lupin!" The speaker was a young man with tanned skins and freckles, along with brown hair and eyes a human shade of greenish gold. He was dressed in a black coat with green highlights, white shirt, black trousers. Topping it all was a belt with a cartoonish skull mask over the buckle. "I'm here for your soul!"

Lupin shrieked, it's form shuddering into a mass of darkness after shedding it's cloak before launching itself at Oscar.

"A sound Soul resides within a sound Mind and a sound Body."

Oscar nimbly leapt above the Geist and lashed out, cutting off the arm holding on to the bag of souls.

"From Darkness into Light is thy Soul's beginning."

The Geist regarded it's missing arm before looking at the Weapon in Oscar's right hand. It was a shortsword with a blade of alabaster white metal with cyan sparkles.

"From Light into Darkness is thy Soul's ending."

Charging once more, the Geist swiped at Oscar with it's other hand-

*Bang!*

-only to have it perforated by several bullets, them having come from the Weapon in Oscar's left hand. It was a Desert Eagle pistol of onyx black metal with red hexagonal patterns.

"May thy Soul return to the limitless embrace of Death."

With both it's arms gone, it was unable to stop Oscar from launching a double kick at it that sent it sprawling to it's back and being held down by it's attacker. Raising his hands up, the Weapons shifted their forms into new variations. Now they were both bayoneted Desert Eagle pistols with heavy detailing, both looking exactly the same while retailing their original color schemes.

"Látom."

The Weapons were stabbed into Geist Thief Lupin's body and fired immediately, obliterating chunks of it's upper half. Almost immediately after, Lupin's corpse slowly dissipated into smoky ichor and left behind it's corrupted soul.

"Hmm..." Oscar crossed his arms in thought. "Maybe the chant wasn't cool enough. What do you two think?"

"I think that you need to dial back the need for coolness." Melanie Malachite snapped as she returned to human form. Her outfit consisted of a white strapless thigh-length dress that buttoned up the front, a pair of cyan bangles and knee-high boots. "Is this chant going to be a new thing?"

"Of course, it is!" Oscar instantly replied. "Listen up, as the son of Ozpin the Reaper, I must pursue a life more vivid than others! I mean, sure it's hard being the second most awesome person in the world right after Father, but really, who else could do it but me?"

"Your ego is amazing, Oscar!" Miltiades Malachite commented after she'd secured the human souls and devoured the Grimm's soul. Like her sister, her outfit also consisted of a similarly strapless top that buttoned up the front (being red instead of white) which which not only exposed her cleavage, but also showed off her midriff. She also wore tight black jean trousers along with the same knee-high boots.

"See, Miltia gets it!"

"No, she doesn't." Melanie sighed as she pressed her palm against her forehead. "She's just a simp for you."

Paying no mind to her words, Oscar rolled his shoulders before biting deep into his hand. Flinging the bleeding limb forward, Oscar invoked his Reaper power and used the floating blood to create spatial link window.

Uncaring of his casual use of Nether Aura as it flowed off him, Oscar opened the link. "Good evening, Father."

"Oscar, you're looking cool as ever." Ozpin the Reaper greeted back from the other side, giving a nod to the girls behind him before noticing the bag of souls at the side. "I see that your soul collection is coming along well. Even so, as a Reaper, you really don't have to have to become a Meister and collect souls for a Weapon, you know."

Oscar shook his head. "I want to cultivate my own Deva Regalia for myself."

Ozpin chuckled. "But as the Meister of two Weapons, you'd need to put in twice as much effort... But that's not something you're complaining about, is it? Mel and Miltia, please hang in there with my troublesome son, okay?"

"No problem, Lord Ozpin." Miltia replied.

"Of course, sir." Mel gave a lackadaisical salute.

"I'm pleased to report that Miltia has just gotten her 99th Grimm soul, with both the twins being eligible for a Yaksha soul." Oscar spoke up eagerly. "Do you know of any troublesome Yaksha I can target?"

"Ah!" Ozpin's eyes widened as something came to mind. "If that's the case, what do you think about this?"

Yang Xiao Long yawned as she and Pyrrha Nikos traversed Beacon's hallways, only to notice a peculiar sight.

"I wonder what's up." Pyrrha noted as the two reached Jaune Arc and Ruby Rose before the mission board along with a large crowd.

"Yo! Ruby, Jaune." Yang greeted with her hand upfront.

"Ah, morning." Jaune greeted back while Ruby answered Yang's high-five.

"Has something happened?" Pyrrha queried.

"You don't know?" Jaune raised a confused eyebrow before thumbing at a particular mission plaque with the stamp of 'UNDERTAKEN' over it. "The execution order for the Swine Yaksha of the Zodiac 12 got assigned."

"What?!" Yang and Pyrrha exclaimed, the former glaring back at the plaque. "Who took it on?! Even if it was recent, that kinda stuff is crazy difficult!"

"Nobody knows." Ruby shrugged. "The guy who took it on must be super amazing, though."

"Amidst the pyramids of Vacuo, the Swine Yaksha has taken residence the ancient ruins of Anubis and resurrected the many mummies within. Night after night, he walks the mummies out in procession, feeding them on the souls of civilians. It's particularly troublesome, you know? Mummies fall under our domain due to their state of existence and it really feels like a personal attack at me. I was originally going to send either a teacher or A-Class Meister at him, but are you willing to take it on?"

"No problem, Father. On top of getting a Yaksha's soul, I get to travel abroad. This is a cool opportunity."

Oscar hummed as he travelled through the hot desert sky, Melanie and Miltia safely held in his hands while in their Weapon forms. When he finally arrived at the pyramid after two straight hours of flying, Oscar touched down with his Necroboard.

"We're here." Oscar called out while withdrawing the magical skateboard into his subspace.

"Staying so long as a Weapon makes my neck stiff." Melanie hummed as she and her sister transformed back. "Why didn't take us here in something faster?"

Sure the Necrocraft could've gotten him here sooner if he'd put it into the form of a plane, but that wasn't as cool.

"Let's go inside, already." Miltia complained. "The heat is killing me."

Nodding in agreement, Oscar led the excursion into the pyramid. It was as amazing as he'd thought. The walls were ancient yet steady, the pillars were rife with detailed hieroglyphs, but most impressive (and worrying) of all was the ambient energy.

From the very moment he'd stepped inside, Oscar had felt his Reaper power seek resonance with the all of the Nether concentrated within. What's more, he could also feel the disharmony caused by the supposedly resurrected mummies who'd been disturbed from their rest.

"Oh, man..." Melanie complained as she trailed behind Miltia, using her younger twin as a shield. "I don't handle places like this well..."

"Then what can you handle?" Miltia hummed as she walked ahead, a lot calmer. "I can't believe you can handle shootouts, explosions, gangsters, Grimm-"

"That's because I can either shoot or stab those fuckers until they die!" Melanie shrieked. "Mummies are different! They're part of the undead! They're the kinda guys who give death the middle finger just by existing!"

"Not exactly." Oscar explained as he brought up their rear. "Mummies are actually the corpses of royal humans who are actually permitted to be used by Death. It's like multiple Weapons subjecting themselves under a single Meister. By having their bodies embalmed, they are preserved for as long as possible, ready to be used by their deity whenever seen fit."

"Can you order them like so, Oscar?" Miltia asked.

"No." Oscar shook his head. While Mummies were in their domain, neither he nor Ozpin could actually order them about. "That power belongs only to the death god in charge of them."

Which was why the Swine Yaksha had to be eliminated.

Before the deity in charge finally woke up.

*click!*

All three of them suddenly halted when Melanie's foot suddenly made a tile sink in.

"RUN!"

Immediately, the trio rushed forward at Oscar's yell as many of the tiles beneath their feet began to fall away. When they'd almost reached the end, Miltia suddenly tripped and lagged behind. Before Melanie could turn about to grab her, Oscar had already scooped her up in his arm and was keeping pace with Melanie.

"Oscar!" Melanie screamed his name in teary gratitude.

"Keep running!" Oscar shouted back hastily, not slowing down until they'd cleared the booby trap.

"We made it?" Melanie panted.

"We made it!" Miltia cheered.

"We made it." Oscar sighed as he leaned back against a wall, only to yelp when it flipped about and separated him from his Weapons.

""Oscar!"" The twins shouted together as they pounded on the wall that had separated them, unable to make it so much as budge.

"Damnit!" Melanie kicked the wall in frustration. 'Is he okay?! Where'd he land?!'

Her worries spiked when she was alerted to the muffled taps of many footsteps. Turning about, she shrieked when she noticed the approaching forms of many silent figures, all tightly wrapped in dirty bandages.

"GYAAH!" Melanie shrieked before thrusting her hand out. "Miltia!"

"Right!" Miltia backflipped as she transformed into her Weapon Form and landed in her sister's waiting hands.

*BLAM!*

"Wait what?!" Melanie gaped as the mummy she just killed dissipated to reveal a Grimm soul. "You're Grimm?! Oh, thank fuck! That means you guys can actually die when you get killed!"

*BLAM!*

With every shot, Melanie mowed down mummy after mummy until one of them attacked her from behind.

"Switch!" Melanie backflipped out of their reach, transforming just as Miltia transformed back and caught her.

Twirling Melanie(sword) into a reverse grip, Miltia charged forward and swiftly decapitated the mummy right in front of her. From there, she leapt onto another one and stabbed into it's face. With every jump she did, Miltia killed more and more mummies until one of them grabbed her heels.

"Switch!" Miltia transformed to escape her grip and fell into Melanie's waiting hand.

*BLAM!*

Farther into the pyramid, the Swine Yaksha chanted ominously as he resurrected more and more mummies. Soon, he'd have enough to-

*SHLUCK!*

Slowly looking down, the Swine Yaksha fell forward dead with a hole in his chest. Above him, his murderer stood stoically with his soul in her hand.

His killer had been a heavily bandaged mummy with a feminine figure, having come out from the sarcophagus behind her.

"Trifle with the souls of my subjects, will you?"

The soul got crushed within her clenched hand.

"Okay, I... think that... was all of them..." Melanie panted as she and Miltia sat down on the ground, backs pressed against each other while surrounded by Grimm souls. "The Swine Yaksha... must've run out... of mummies to use..."

As soon as Melanie got back to her feet, there was a harsh whispering sound that emanated from further within the crypt.

"D-Did you hear that?" Melanie shook.

Miltia merely casted a curious look towards the sound before walking towards it. "Let's go."

"Huh?!"

"Oscar might be there." Miltia reasoned. "We don't know where he fell to, but the Yaksha was our original target from the start. If we go after the Yaksha, we're more likely to find our Meister with him than right here."

Reluctantly agreeing to that reasoning, Melanie followed after Miltia until they reached the center.

Before them was the Swine Yaksha's corpse right in front of a closed sacrohagus.

"H-H-He's already dead?!" Melanie shouted in shock. "B-But what could kill a Yaksha like this?!"

As if in answer, bandages slithered out from the sarcophagus before shooting forward faster than either of them could've reacted.

In an instant, both of the Malachite Twins had been tightly bound.

"No! Let us go!" Melanie screamed, but the bandages ignored her, holding her tight. They lifted them into the air, forcing the former's legs open and exposing her panties as her skirt rode up.

"Stop!" Miltia screamed, extremely embarrassed as the bandages started to slid into her clothes and pull it away. "Mel, I can't transform! What do I do?!"

Neither could she. Melanie hadn't felt this distressed in years. It didn't help matters that she could already feel her body reacting, as the bandages were most likely seeped in something that made it's 'preys' less resisting.

"Damnit!" Melanie gritted her teeth, trying to ignore the bandage that had just slipped under her top and was wrapping around her thumping chest. "Oscar! Where the fuck are you?!"

*BOOM!*

Like an actual god(wait, he was technically one) answering her prayers, Oscar smashed downwards from above, along with the corpses of a few mummies falling after him. "Mel! Miltia! Are you two alri-?!"

The moment he laid his sight on them, Oscar rightfully choked on his words. By now, their underwear was very well visible to him, with the bandages caressing their bodies as lewdly as possible.

"Stop gawking and help us!" Melanie cried as she tried and failed to shield her flushed body. Sure she was sexy, but this really wasn't the time.

Thankfully, Oscar seemed to decided that as well as he got himself under control. "I am Oscar Pine, fledgling of Ozpin the Reaper! Entity who presides in my domain, identify yourself!"

With those last words, a blast of Nether Aura burst away from Oscar's form and destroyed the bandages while also shaking the entire pyramid.

After dropping to the ground, the girls took a moment to rearrange their clothes before transforming into their Weapon forms. The moment they landed in Oscar's hands, they transformed into their twin gunblade mode.

Answering Oscar's call, the sarcophagus had opened up to reveal a heavily bandaged female. But even then, her bandages fell off to reveal her true appearance. She was a dark-skinned young woman with lots of black hair and was dressed in a cleavage-baring top that left her trimmed midriff exposed while accentuating her bountiful bosom, an ornate loincloth with translucent veils that swayed with the lightest of movements and plenty of golden accessories.

With a snap of her fingers, sand poured in from all corners before coalescing into the form of a throne she could sit in. After proceeding to do that, she reclined onto the armrest and crossed her leg lethargically. "Fledgling of Death, I am Pharaoh Terracotta and I ruled these lands 1,400 years before Khonsu's Ruin."

"Khonsu's Ruin?" Miltia(pistol) asked.

"Khonsu is Vacuo's moon deity." Oscar explained. "She means that she ruled Vacuo fourteen centuries before the moon shattered."

'Shit, she's ancient!' Melanie carefully held that thought in her head.

"So answer me, Fledgling." Terracotta demanded. "For what reason did you trespass into my resting grounds?"

Oscar pointed at the Swine Yaksha's corpse. "For him. The Swine Yaksha of this era had an execution order placed on him."

"I see..." Terracotta hummed before scoffing. "No matter, then. The Yaksha is dead, rightfully so by my hand. But even so, I am still vexed that my Aura has faded away enough for my protections to have deteriorated."

"Is that why you were draining Aura from my Weapons?" Oscar cut in. "Were you planning on killing them with how much you were draining from them?"

Melanie hated how Terracotta had had the audacity to shrug at apparently trying to kill her and her sister. "At the very least, I made the experiences pleasurable enough for them, did I not? I could've easily taken their Aura without expending such effort. So now I find myself in a bewilderment. I cannot produce my own Aura to rejuvenate my protections, the two humans can do so but will die from the effort... If only there was a being with Nether Aura potent enough to be a superior replacement."

"What?" Miltia(pistol) growled from Oscar's hand, having caught on just as quickly as Melanie had. "No dea-"

"I shall provide you with as much as you need." Oscar cut her off. "However, I must make you aware that I have no experience in... sexual matters."

"Fledgling, that does not diminish my desire in the slightest." Terracotta's tone was sultry enough to make even Melanie blush as her bandages instantly went to work, ripping away Oscar's Weapons along with dispelling the energy that was usually made up of his clothes. Now Oscar was naked on a makeshift bed with his Weapons bound again in their human forms. "Now, how shall I introduce you to the greatest of pleasures that is me?"

Miltia complained heavily, her words held back by the bandage muffling them. Melanie was no different as she struggled. While Terracotta wasn't taking their Aura as she had before, she'd still prevented them from breaking free or transforming.

Apparently, she either didn't mind or wanted them to be an audience to Oscar losing his virginity.

Now Melanie wasn't a prude in the slightest. Both Miltia and her had seen dicks before back when they'd lived in the streets where something like politeness or shame were urban legends.

But Oscar? Well, if Melanie had ever wanted to jump him like Miltia had (Wait, was this why Miltia had lusting for him?), she was at least assured that he was a good size.

Apparently, Terracotta thought so as well when she gave an appreciative hum as she ran a finger over the flaccid member, smirking when Oscar shivered at her ministrations. With all of their attention on her, Terracotta stood up and shed herself of the golden jewelry on her.

Melanie used to think that Glynda Goodwitch was a woman who could make models weep in envy, now Terracotta had firmly kicked her way into that position. Curves in all the right places, firm muscles and a light sheen of something that seemed to make her dark skin shine. She stalked about the bed, wearing nothing now but her skimpy attire, swaying her hips with so much natural grace that Melanie couldn't even call her out for it.

Tearing her eyes off her to focus on Oscar, Melanie wasn't surprised to see the blushing boy completely fixated on her every move. Death knew how much effort it'd taken for her to look away.

Finally, Terracotta stopped, standing behind Oscar so that he could barely see her. Locking her eyes with Terracotta, the Pharaoh pulled off her top and slowly laid it on Oscar's chest, smirking as his eyes went wide at the sight of it. His eyes met Melanie's again, panic mixed with lust as his cock slowly stiffened to life.

"Well, aren't you quite eager?" Terracotta teased as she leaned down and nibbled on his ear, unminding of Miltia's jealous and muffled growls. When she was done, she stood back up and slowly pulled down her loincloth after walking about so that her back was all Oscar saw, bending over almost fully as she slipped the clothing off her feet.

"How are you doing, Fledgling?" Terracotta asked as she turned about and leaned down to rest her hands on his chest. "How do you feel?"

"T-Tortured." Oscar whispered as he clenched his fists tight.

"Naturally so. Just because it is your first time does nothing to change the fact that you are serving me." With that said, Terracotta stood up and stepped over his body as she went on her hands and knees, hands on his body and knees to the side until her head was right next to his penis, whereupon she pressed her body down, her ass in his face and her head resting right before his cock.

Looking eyes again with the twins, Terracotta as she took the bulbous tip into her mouth with Oscar's muffled groan immediate from underneath her bottom.

Melanie watched in guilty fascination as Terracotta wrapped a hand around his girth and began to slowly bob her head, pulling him deeper with each downward movement. She'd seen hookers give blowjobs before, but watching Terracotta at work seemed to put all of that to shame, as Oscar already seemed ready to burst within seconds as he weakly pawed at the Pharaoh's thighs.

Never in her life had Melanie seriously considered giving a blowjob to anybody, having found the idea of taking a guy's smelly thing into her mouth vaguely disgusting. Now she couldn't tear her eyes away, feeling a stab of shameful arousal as she felt her panties begin to moisten once more.

Suddenly Terracotta pulled her head back, releasing him with a loud, wet pop much to Oscar's vocal displeasure. "Do not be displeased, Fledgling. There is only one place where I shall take in your seed."

Pushing herself about, Terracotta held herself positioned above him. Holding Oscar's gaze, she reached down between her legs and took hold of his cock between two long fingers and lined him up, licking her lips and wiggling her hips until he stayed in place when she lifted her hand away.

Melanie found her breath stolen, her eyes bulging as Terracotta began to slowly sink her hips down. She watched in fascination as the smug expression the Pharaoh had worn since she'd awoken was slowly and finally stripped from her face.

A look of intense concentration had replaced it, pursing her lips before gasping as Oscar fully sheathed himself into her with a small thrust of his hips. "Ah~! Yes, you are truly an adequate size~"

Terracotta began to slowly lift herself up till Melanie could see half of his slick member before she fell back down, eliciting a pleased grunt from both of them. She did it again, and again, her eyes locked with Oscar's the whole while as he started to match her movements.

The chamber was filled with the sounds of slapping flesh, Terracotta's provocative eye contact eventually started to turn into a thousand yard stare as she lost herself into the instinctual pleasure with her motions becoming more and more uncontrolled. Pressing down harder on Oscar's chest, she was now throwing her body up and down pretty energetically, her throaty gasps and cries of pleasure completely unrestrained.

Oscar for his part was bouncing furiously upward, his hands gripping the Pharoah's hips strongly as he strained and heaved underneath the dark skinned woman riding him.

Melanie distractedly wondered to herself how this day had gone so monumentally wrong. They'd come here to eliminate the Swine Yaksha, had been caught up fighting some mummies, got separated from their Meister, got molested by some Pharoah mummy, and now she and Miltia were tied and gagged, forced to watch Oscar lose his virginity to a vamp that surpassed all vamps Melanie knew.

And the worst of it all? Melanie hated just how insanely turned on she was.

Terracotta may have started off domineering, but Melanie could see that Oscar, for all of his lack of experience, had put himself into equal footing with nothing more than natural talent apparently.

"Hah~! Hah~! Hah~! Hah~!" Terracotta panted as she bounced furiously, her motions growing feverish until she suddenly peaked, her voice reaching a pitch and volume as she shuddered in place before falling forward to rest her boneless body against a still moving Oscar.

"Ah~?!"

Terracotta was now beneath Oscar as he'd pushed up and forward so that she was below him with both of her wrists restrained by one of his hands. Despite being in what was clearly a submissive position, Terracotta seemed to be far from unwilling, wrapping her legs about his back, rolling and thrusting her own hips against his as Oscar's free hand explored wherever he could.

However, Oscar was still a virgin and was soon reaching his limit and it seemed that Terracotta was close. Growling into her neck, Oscar pulled out of her and before she could complain, flipped her over so that she was on her front and dived back in, his hips smashing down furiously on her ass in what was unmistakingly a dominant position.

Terracotta could barely do anymore than take it, her wrists restrained again in Oscar's grip while his right hand squeezed the Pharaoh's right buttcheek just as tightly as he would've held Melanie in her Weapon form.

With a final hard thrust, Oscar threw his head back and groaned, his hands gripping Terracotta hard enough that Melanie swore she heard bones creak while his Aura burst off him with most of it being immediately absorbed into the Pharaoh beneath him.

Terracotta cried out again, that high pitched wail she'd let out the first time she'd cummed as her legs kicked up, toes curling and clenching while her arms flailed uselessly with her wrists still held down.

They stayed there a moment, their bodies contorted and heaving. Finally, Terracotta slumped and Oscar slid slowly out of her.

Off to the side, Melanie and Miltia were finally released.

A couple of minutes later, they were all back to looking as presentable as possible while the Pharaoh diverted her new Aura into repairing her protections.

Terracotta had the smuggest look ever as she positively glowed.

Oscar hadn't been able to look at anybody, showing a rare shy side.

Miltia had been glaring at the Pharaoh nonstop, her cheeks still red.

Melanie had just wanted to go home and drown in her bathtub.

"Melanie. Miltia." Oscar suddenly spoke up as they left the pyramid. "Let's never mention this to anybody, especially my Father."

Melanie and Miltia nodded in mortified and grim consensus.

Yang's jaw dropped at the sight of the updated mission plaque, now with a stamp of 'COMPLETED' over it. "Who did it?! Who beat the Swine Yaksha?!"

Polearm Meister Jaune Arc, and his partner, Mystic Spear Ruby Rose.

Multi-Form Meister Yang Xiao Long, and her partner, Multi-Form High Performance Weapon Pyrrha Nikos.

Twin-type Meister and son of the Reaper Oscar Pine and his partners, Mystic Shortsword Melanie Malachite and Mystic Pistol Miltiades Malachite.

These are the protagonists...

Ha, this is going to be fucked in so many ways.

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