An Alarm Clock's ring pierced the silence of the room as Filia shot upwards startled from her sleep. She Looked left and right seeing where it was coming from before recognizing what was making the sound on the Bed rest. She sighed in relief that it was not a siren as she deactivated the noisy device and got out of bed. Samson however seemed to be a heavier sleeper since even her own movement was not waking him. She looked at him still snoring heavily. "(Best not to wake him yet)" She thought to herself as she walked across the shabby hotel room entering the bathroom. She started the shower to warm it up as she brushed her teeth. Samson never used a toothbrush despite that he somehow kept his canine like teeth surprisingly white. She once touched them they felt like teeth to her despite that he does have some form of manipulation of their location as long as it's within her hair.
The two had been here for nearly two weeks scrounging what they could. A couple of kind charity cases came around for them and eventually got enough to put a tab on the motel room they had been hiding in. But it was not a good long-term solution.
Suddenly several strands stretched out toward the corners of the room with a yawn that could double as a predatory growl signified him awakening from the room's humidity. "Morning kid" his gruff voice mumbled. He never was much of a morning person.
"Morning Samson" She responded slightly less groggy in comparison "Hungry?" She asked mildly amused as she put her hand near the spray to feel its heat.
He gave a tired laugh "Thought you'd never ask." Slowly he started to stray and untangle some of himself though other knots would need a firmer action.
"We'll go after I shower." she responded.
After a long shower allowing Filia to wake up and allow Samson time to untie any of the harder bed head knots he had. The two walked out of the shower got dressed in Filia's only clothing she had since the two have arrived on this mysterious planet. After a few moments to check some more simpler supplies she made their way to the front of the old room remembering to grab the baller hat they conned from some merchant from the bazaar on their first night.
"We need to be quick today." Samson muttered, "Front Desk has been getting tired of the freeloading we've been doin'." The two sighed mildly in disappointment. They had only gotten the room two days ago citing business reason and would pay at the end of their visit. Hotel was sketchy enough catering mostly to individuals that looked like some of the ferals the two had back in New Meridian, they never seemed to bat an eye otherwise.
The inn keeper looked at them angry as they left. They were late on what they owed for their occupancy. Unfortunately, the two didn't make much to begin with as a store clerk for some store that sold brightly colored sand called dust, top that with having to buy double what was needed for food because of Samson's parasitism effects to make sure he doesn't drain her in the process. To his credit he has been more than cooperative since being here due to his lack of contacts in this world.
"I'll get the money, payday is today." Filia stated to the angry inn keeper while trying to avoid his gaze.
"You better if I don't get anything to night your ass is out! got it?" He stated sternly as he unlocked the front door.
Filia let out a short sigh in mild defeat "I know just wait until tonight I promise." As she quickly scattered to the streets simply trying to get by unnoticed.
"Sheesh, and they say the Medici Mafia is scary." Samson mumbled from under Filia's hat as they left the building.
"It can't be helped Samson; we are there without paying. He wants what we owe. No different than home." She remarked rather innocently as they walked to the corner coffee shop. Samson seemed annoyed at her cavalier thought process since he did not trust many people near her. "The Bistro should have some discounts today… hopefully" Trying to remain a little optimistic.
Sitting in line proved to be no different. many smells permeated the active bistro anyone in there being a high school student from a place called Beacon or a traveler.
"Oh, if it isn't the baller cap girl" a medium built man stated looking at her with slight annoyance. "What will it be today on the Tab?"
"The usual but I have what I owe today." Filia responded rather pleased that she earned her first pay last week handing a handful of linen to the man.
He quickly changed tones "Okay then two double shot expressos and two breakfast specials coming up." He turned around and began working on the order as she took a seat at the window looking out at the unusual environment. Flying ships flying to and from the mysterious Beacon academy populated the air as multiple people moved to and from places on the street.
She sighed "it's hard to believe that it has been two weeks since we got stuck here." She recalled the third night when Samson scared some local garbage collectors trying to protect her from getting thrown into the back of their truck. The time they got a job interview for a shop called From Dust Till Dawn and had to quickly bathe in a nearby forest river to look presentable. To Filia it was both surreal and funny how they seem to be in the middle of a fantasy comic book. as she was lost in thought her order came up slightly startling her as the food hit the counter.
"Two Breakfast specials and two double shots." The teenager said as he walked off. Filia grabbed the food with the drinks on top and left the building turning left on to the market street that was active the night she arrived. She was scanning the streets looking for an empty alley to seek refuge for Samson to eat.
not ten minutes go by before she finds one with no one in it walking into it and sitting behind a dumpster. She carefully removed the hat as Samson fell down her back, he stretched two tentacles wrapping around the large coffee and large breakfast box and tossed it all into his gaping jaw swallowing it in one gulp. Filia on the other hand ate a decent portion before handing what was left for Samson to devour. She grabbed her cup and began walking down toward the dust shop the two worked at. Strapping the apron on as she walked in. it was a small shop cozy in appearance; bright colors outside and its interior having a slight resemblance jewelry shop mixed with a salon or as Samson called it, a liquor store on the inside. "Boss I'm here" Filia yelled out as she walked in. She took in the scenery with interests slowly making sure that Samson was hidden enough to not be fully seen.
An old man was behind the counter taking inventory his grey hair as always looking like a mad scientist that would turn a sports car into a time machine. "Ah Filia, a little early today." he said rather glad she showed up "I need you to sweep up a little before customers come in."
"I'll get right on it" She nodded not the first time that she had handled this task, though one she knew would be hard not to slack off on.
"Thank you, I have a delivery I need you to make as well." He stated calmly as he went to grab a broom from the back.
"A delivery?" She started to sweat a little. "I don't know this place to well yet sir, it'll be late."
"Oh, come now Filia, it may look daunting now but it's the best way to learn these roads. Besides not many would dare mess with my best helper." He tried to speak nicely though well received.
"Um, thanks? I think." She remarked unsure of this as she was effectively the old man's only employee. It seemed not many wanted to work this line of work as a massive string of robberies made trust in workers go down.
Grabbing a broom in the back Filia moved her way to the front of the store and started some of the more mundane tasks. Dust till Dawn was not exactly a bustling store which made the jobs simpler many individuals already seemed to know what they wanted meaning she just had to quickly grab it for the store owner for him to ring up the strange substances.
Dust to Filia was an enigma that she tried to wrap her head around multiple times but seemed just out of reach. Day one Samson snuck a small yellow scrap no one seemed interested in and ate it resulting in him being puffed outward and paralyzed for an hour. The two agreed not to mess with the stuff afterwards as the concluded that it was dangerous.
After she cleaned up the front and back, she went to the main counter to see what she was delivering. It was two boxes one marked in yellow the other in red same dimensions for the two boxes. There was an image on the yellow one that depicted what looked to be a shotgun shell. "(oh, one of these deliveries)" was going through her head as she saw the label. She grabbed the delivery bag and left to where the address said. Entering an alley, she placed her hat in the bag and covered it up and let Samson do his work. In most cases Samson remained quiet, sometimes fast asleep for the entire shift as there was little in what he could do. Deliveries was the one thing he could stretch out a little and aid in the tasks
He grabbed two fire escapes and scaled the building in an octopus like fashion. Reaching the rooftop, Filia grabbed the sheet of paper and read the symbols that looked to be an address then cross referenced it with a town map she got from a tourist kiosk. After finding matching street Names she showed it to Samson who just grunted as she ran toward two chimneys Samson Wrapped around them a then tossed the two of themselves over the skyline.
As they took a sharp left a handful of people saw what looked like a black shadowy figure shoot across the air. Filia noticed the small group "looks like we're going to be on the news again." She sighed looking at Samson who was more focused on what to latch on to next. The two passed across several other building before a decent sized gap between buildings got in their way. "Great that's going to take too long" Filia stated in disappointed "and we were making good time to."
As she was heading to the fire escape Samson spotted what looked like a low moving airship flying about the same distance it was to the ground "Hey kid, I think I got a better plan."
She turned to look in the sky squinting from the sun. her eyes widened realizing what he was about to do "Samson don't even think…" she was cut off as Samson extended out 5 tentacles in a starfish like formation shaping them like springs coiling up immense amount of force. "Samson Please don't" It was too late, her own hair wrapped around her locking her in place all she could hear was his mild and malevolent chuckle.
"This is going to be fun" his daredevil grin spreading farther across the presented surface area. Just then he let loose the building tension catapulting the two of the toward the slow-moving ship. Filia screaming with fear as they inched close to it. At the last minute before falling, he wrapped around a landing gear on the flying machine swinging themselves across the street like a monkey on a vine. They still were high up as he let go of the landing gear and braced her legs back and arms on the drop. He miscalculated his swing however and landed in the alley between two buildings on the other side of the street.
Their impact left a shock wave in the ground cratering it due to its force. Filia was surprised she didn't break a leg from their landing. "Never do that again Samson." catching her breath from her screaming.
"Pff, we've done worse." He blew her request off which annoyed her "Besides the location is ahead." He noted a nearby street sign that matched the destination on the address.
Filia looked forward shocked at Samson's observation. She straightened out her Apron and pulled out the baller hat she left in the delivery bag. As Samson began to get tucked underneath it, she walked to the other end of the Alley. It was an entertainment district bright lights littered the street signaling for dance clubs bars and a few other buildings. She pulled out the delivery form and began to read it again. The names street matched but not what would be in place for numbers. instead has some faded chicken scratch for a description.
"Well, this is going to take a while" She groaned realizing just how hard this got. "How do we deliver something if we don't know the name of the place?"
She began to walk up and down the street looking for some sign that they ordered two boxes of shotgun shells. She was about to give up when a blonde girl around her age in a leather jacket and matching brown skirt that was longer on the back side approached. "Hey, are you okay?" she stated looking at Filia's attire. "I mean no offense, but you look more lost than a tourist."
Filia was also mimicking the individual's first response gazing at her attire. She was a lot taller than her by comparison she seemed to be eye level with her neck or so. Her yellow tank top had a design to it left the woman was adjusting her scarf when she noticed her long yellow hair "(this woman gives Samson a run for his money)" was all she could think looking at her. In the back of her head her mind ached a little, another vison of her past. Though she was not sure why.
Her vision looked to be a restroom likely in her high school given the more utilitarian look, she felt the cold-water splash on her face briefly when she felt a hand on her backside, she turned to see another student though the face was blurry. "Hey, you okay?" the voice familiar but to her amnestic mind was blocked. Her mind slowly started to return to the current situation.
"Hey." the blonde spoke up "are you even listening?" She began to wave her hand in front of her face trying to break Filia's trance.
"Huh?" Filia responded shaking her head still lost in thought. The blonde in front of her seem to be still concerned over her stupor "Oh uh, I was trying to deliver a package for my boss." She started to explain before shaking her head, "Unfortunately, his directions were less than usable. Just a street address could not read the buyer's name."
The woman tilted her head down toward the bag in Filia's hands "Dust ammo, right? one box of standard shells for a shotgun and another box filled with explosive rounds?"
"Yeah, wait how did you know?" Filia froze up shocked at the blonde's assumptions. She could feel Samson starting to tense as well, it seemed he was about to get on edge over this stranger.
"Well for starters, I was the one that ordered it." she stated firmly "What took you so long? you passed by me like three times."
"Not familiar with this side of town." She stated calmly "doesn't help if there is no number on the address only a street."
"I said to the storekeeper that I'm the girl with blonde hair and is in a brown jacket and skirt. How hard is it to not find me?"
"It's hard to tell the clients from the service providers" Samson mumbled he was getting annoyed and it's clear he wants to fight. Filia felt sweat drip a little bit she concluded that she would have to work fast.
"Just sign here." Filia quickly said shoving the boxes and the manifest to her.
The woman rolled her eyes and signed the documents then handed them back. Filia could have sworn she saw her lilac irises turn red briefly as she wrote her name on the documents, but she may have been seeing things. The Girl shoved the paperwork back into Filia's hands before walked away. she looked to Samson under her hat. "let's just take the bus" she stated tired as she moved into an area to jump on top of the main line transit.
Several hours later.
Filia was behind the counter polishing the case when a girl in a red hood walked in with headphones on, she paid little mind to her as she continued her work. "Hey kid, when's lunch?" Samson asked under the hat, it has been the first time since the delivery he had been active.
"We didn't bring any." She replied, "and we owe this paycheck to the inn keeper otherwise were out on the street."
"So, breakfast today was all were having? You got to be kidding." Several strands drooped down the sides of her hat as he let himself droop a little.
Filia sighed at the situation it was also taking a bit of a toll on her. "I know it sucks, but we don't have the contacts you used to have." She muttered in response leaning on the broom to support herself a bit as she glanced around the store. "What are we supposed to do?"
Just then five customers walked in. Four of them dressed similarly in dark fancy suits, black fedoras, and red stained sunglass; the middle guy was in a white trench coat, Black pants and a black Baller hat that was a lot more elegant in design. He walked up to the counter smug look in his eyes as he approached holding the cane in his hand clearly not in need of it. "Isn't it a little past your bedtime?" his smug grin trying to intimidate her.
"I've heard that one before." she responded very unamused at the flashy individual. "If you want the manager, I'll go get him." She responded wincing a little at Samson's tightening grip on her head. Luckily none of this had gone noticed by the shifty figure.
"Please do, I have business I would like to discuss with him." the mysterious man said impatiently. Filia eyed him and his other members who entered the store. Even though she easily trusts most people she could tell something was off. They reminded her of the Medici Mafia goons that hung around the River King Casino back in New Meridian. But she went to get the old man anyway to avoid a confrontation with them.
"Okay Kiddo, I don't like this." Samson whispered on their way to the back.
"Yeah…" She whispered back to the parasite passing the red hooded teenager still oblivious to the predicament. "She looks to be unaware of the problem. Should we-"
"No." His sharp response came before she could finish the thought "Do as they want for now. Don't follow the old man to the desk and finish cleaning the back."
Filia sighed to herself as she entered the back. "Um, Sir we have guests that are needing some extended help." She remarked walking into the back. The old man nodded as he went out for the moment as Filia grabbed the broom hesitant at the situation. The two waited expecting one of the grunts to come back and grab the two only for it to never happen, instead the sudden loud sound of a crash came from the front of the store. She ran out there to find the front window shattered, a guy on the ground and the girl in red outside on top of one of the men in black suits. Most of them gathered at the window wielding what looked like red elongated Scimitars in their hands. The girl in red on the other hand was wielding a giant red Scythe.
"This world just gets crazier every week" Filia rubbed her forehead almost unamused at this point.
The man in white Who was smoking a cigar stood dumbfounded at the girl. "OOookayy" his mouth muffled by the cigar in his mouth. He looked at his men waiting for them to act. frustrated they didn't seem to get the memo he finally spoke up "get her." Shaking his head, he turned and noticed Filia "Someone get her to. Geez, how sloppy can you guys be?" he muttered slowly making his way to the door.
Two of his goons ran out toward the red caped kid as the man in white just walked out nonchalantly out there to aid them. The ones who remained turned their attention to Filia completely confused as to what was happening. She managed to figure it out when she saw the owner tied to the ground. "Filia run!" the man yelled.
Filia however was not listening. Her red eyes narrowed on the two coming after her she was nervous about the whole thing. "Deep breaths kid." Samson spoke up still out of their ear shot. "It's just like any other fight we have been in." Filia tried to stomach the problem as she got herself into her usual fighting stance.
The two men approached her. "Give it up hero, you don't got what it takes." One of them said using his size to intimidate. It was working a little as Filia barely came to the man's chest as he got ready to subdue her.
"She doesn't" a low growling voice spoke up scaring the two henchmen and the shop keeper. "But I do." Samson tossed the hat on Filia's head in the air having it land on the floor nearby as he opened his extended jaw in an attempt to scare them. His demonic mop flowed down Filia as his eyes appeared from the back of Filia's head just near the top of her scalp so he can see a little behind him. His sides extended outward forming a set of defensive spikes at her side. The rest of her hair flowed to her mid back acting like regular hair.
The two men lifted their blades at Samson Shaking in fear from what they witnessed. "What kind of semblance is that?"
"Who cares?" the other spoke panicking "kill it."
The two charged at Filia just for Samson to grab them with his tentacles and flinging them into the store shelves. Filia then positioned herself in front of the manager who was shaking in fear at the creature spawned from his employee's back. The two paid him little mind as a fight had now broken out between the two. Samson moved his tentacles toward the man who began Screaming. He slammed him down in front of his host who landed a few mild kicks at the assailant before the hair wrapped him up and threw him across the store into the back storeroom.
The one facing Filia attempted to cut at her forcing her to sidestep from her position. She punched back though it did little to the man. Samson on the other hand watched as the man attempted to attack Filia from behind only to get stabbed by several very sharp split ends. He then sent a tentacle around Filia wrapping the man in the hair throwing him at the guy he just impaled with the jagged ends seconds prior. The two got up Staring furiously at the torrent that was throwing them like a used tissue. One of the men ran straight for Samson and Filia angered the other began to charge at them. The other one reached into his jacket a pulled out a grey device with a barrel attached to a handle "(Wait is that?)" was a Samson asked himself before the man fired missing him luckily. "Kid, don't stop moving. Unless you want more lead in our diet." Filia turned around to see the man with a gun right as the man with the Scimitar dropped a vertical slash at her. She tripped him suffering a minor cut to her left cheek. The two of them almost simultaneously grimaced in pain. Samson out raged at the sword wielder picked him up and slammed him against the ground like a primate angered at a branch. Smashing the man constantly with no remorse.
Filia watched scared at his rage "Samson, calm down he's out cold." She yelled to get his attention Samson heard her as he threw him right out the other window shattering it. The red hooded girl was missing as well as the man in white. The other two henchmen that chased after the red-cloaked figure however where out cold on the ground.
She sighed with relief that Samson did not kill the person. She fears the day he decides to go over bored. Though as he did say once. "I don't want to kill, but if the cards are on the table, it's my host over them." He always avoids killing but wouldn't back down from a fight. His antics in New Meridian were more than enough proof.
Her flash backs were cut short at the sound of a clicking. She refocused to see the man pointing the gun right at her head. "Good riddance, freak" he muttered as he pulled the trigger. Causing her to fall to the ground.
Time at that moment stopped for her as she fell. "(So, this is how I die.) she spoke melancholic. "(No idea who I am, or who my family was, just here, on the floor of this strange shop on this strange world in a robbery attempt.)" She began to go to sleep let her last moment be peaceful. Her body hit the floor no movement.
Seconds earlier...
Samson saw the gun pointed at her "Kid? KID, SNAP OUT OF IT! FILIA!" quick to react he used his hair and wrapped it around her legs.
"Good riddance, freak"
BANG!
Right before the gun went off Samson tugged on her leg knocking her over. The bullet missing her by centimeters though grazing Samson.
Filia feeing Samson's pain woke right up breathing heavily coming to the realization that She isn't dead. "Let's not do that again" she panted as she got up. "Samson you alright?"
He opened one of his eyes "It'll grow back." He growled glaring at the damage the bullet did seeing it was already repairing itself.
She Sighed as she drew her attention to the man Clicking the gun again. She moved quick enough for the shot to miss her. In a split-second maneuver Filia dashed away from the gunman grabbing the scimitar from the unconscious thief. Throwing it at the other attacker. She did not hit the man, but it was not her plan. Her plan was to get close to him. She quickly saw Samson lash out at the man with the twin tendrils of hair before Filia delivered a few moderate kicks only for the last one to be a sweeping kick knocking him to the ground.
The thief struggled to pull the gun only for him to hear a click implying the gun had long since been depleted. "Empty?" He yelled quickly trying to pull a fresh clip from in his coat only to feel the two staring down at him. He looked up at Filia and Samson paralyzed with fear.
Filia bent downward smiling at him with a pacifistic aura of calm to herself. He felt at ease. Until she decided to turn around to see hair now spanning her entire backside forming something terrifying and canine in appearance. The black wolf head stayed there staring at him upside down. It breathed on him as a menacing aura infected the area around it. It let out a powerful roar that sounded more like a bear or dragon if anything. The assailant screamed in response before fainting.
"Well, that takes care of that." Filia smiled as Samson reverted to normal grinning with glee at what has happened. Her eyes shot upward in realization "Oh right, my boss" she ran to the counter he had been hiding behind ever sense Samson's reveal. "Boss, you okay?"
He nodded shaking badly.
She Smiled in relief then turned around looking at the trashed store. "I'll clean this up tomorrow. Don't worry it'll be done fast since you know about Samson now." She was trying to be comforting though she doubts it was working.
"That won't be necessary" he said making Filia look at him puzzled "You're Fired." Her eyes widened. "I'm doing this for your own good." He reassured her "your abilities would be more useful elsewhere than here. But for now, the police need to talk to those at the crime scene, you included." Sirens could be heard outside getting her attention She grabbed her hat and placed it on Samson.
"Before they get here." Filia spoke up looking at him.
"Don't you worry dear; your secret is safe with me." The shop keeper responded the same reassuring smile he had the day she joined on his face. "Though, I would like to hear your story one day." He added on.
Filia smiled at him. "Thank you, sir. You have no idea how much this means to me." That moment, red and blue lights began to flash outside the store as police and a tall blonde woman in teacher's attire marched in waiting to send in their report.
Hours Later
It had been a long day for Ozpin. Between several meetings with the other schools of Remnant and preparing Beacon Academy's first year inauguration challenge this was the least of his worries. Today alone he had interviewed Blake Belladonna, a former White Fang member and Ruby Rose, a student from Signal Academy. The two proved to be unique students to say the least. He was about to call it a night until Professor Goodwitch interrupted him with footage from the robbery showing a third man getting tossed out a window thrown after several powerful crashes are heard. Followed by a few gunshots and a bloodcurdling roar that shook the camera. Shortly afterwards a girl in a hat walks out to be confronted by Goodwitch, the huntress on duty at the time and local authorities. Everything seemed normal until Goodwitch got a disturbing presence from the young sixteen-year-old teenager. She insisted that Ozpin take some time to interview her do to her unsettling danger sense.
From what he saw she looked to be a five foot four black haired and looked to be dressed in what may be a school uniform though he did not recognize any of its details. the biggest draw was the white baller cap she wore, the way it appeared to match her outfit though it contrasted with most uniform regulations as far as he could recall. She clearly was hiding something the way she mildly fidgeted with her hands. "Mrs. Goodwitch." He spoke up She looked up to acknowledge him speaking "What do we know of this girl?"
"Name is Filia. No last name given" She stated clear and to the point as usual. "Age: 16 least that is what she believes, no former or current place of residence though she said she has been staying at a cheap motel across town"
He gave her a side eye as she watched her more from behind the glass. "Did she say a nation?"
"None given" she spoke with familiar stern but professional tone she always had. "She claims that she is from a city called New Meridian."
"New Meridian?" He never heard of this place.
Goodwitch nodded again. "That is all she gave us for information."
Ozpin hummed to himself watching the mystery girl sit there alone when something caught his eye. She began to speak again, to who was an unknown. "Curious" he thought out aloud he noted that she seemed to be surprised briefly before falling back into a quite waiting position. it was cut short quickly though when she looked at the one-way window "Let's not keep her waiting." He went to enter the room this mysterious girl was in.
As he entered the room, he eyed the teenager in question. Goodwitch was right, even though there was only two of them in there it felt like there was a third more dangerous Presence in the room. "Ms. Filia, I presume?" who asked trying to break the abnormal tension.
Filia nodded "Yes sir?"
"I assume that you know of me." he spoke calmly only to be caught off guard by the girl shook her head. "I see. Well, I am Ozpin, the headmaster of Beacon academy. If you don't mind, I would like to ask you a few questions."
Filia nodded again though she slowly showed that she got slightly anxious. "Why didn't you put a last name on file?"
"I don't know" He raised an eyebrow at her response "Oh, my last name, I don't Know it."
Her response perplexes him he came to a very quick conclusion, however. "No memory of who you are?"
Filia nodded. "Yeah, it was about a year ago when I woke up with no memory of who I am." she explained.
"Surely you decided to investigate as to who you were. I'm certain that you would be on file no doubt." Ozpin tried to refute the claim to see her get nervous again.
"The police have more concerning issues than a kid with no memories" She concluded Ozpin gazed at her watching her movements carefully observing details on her. she never seemed to be lying.
"I see." He calmly understood as he took a sip of his hot chocolate before asking the next question. "You told local authorities you are from New Meridian, yes?" The mysterious teenager nodded again. "You are aware that it does not exist, yes?" he continued the same line of questioning.
Filia shook her head. "No, It's a real place. though if I said where it was, no one would believe me."
Ozpin smirked and decided to humor himself and see how she plays this claim out. "Try me." he stated as he passed her a map of Remnant. He patiently waited to see her response. to his shock she began to sweat a little more. She was getting nervous.
"It will not show up on this map because it does not exist in this world." she said while being reserve in her actions.
This rebuttal made Ozpin glance at her face looking as if he was trying to figure out if she was either crazy or if she was messing with him "You by chance have proof of this place's existence."
"Yeah, my school uniform. It's for Saint Theresa High School" she responded quickly.
His face remained unchanged "anyone can fake a uniform." he stated bluntly though his tone suggested he seemed rather disappointed. Looking over her attire he noted that it may be the only clothing she has. As he did something caught his eye a single strand of hair moving as if to adjust itself before defying gravity and move back into the hat. This piqued his interests more so as he noted that there was little airflow in the room. "Regarding the incident tonight, can you account for the events prior to Goodwitch's arrival." He changed topics but began to watch the way she moved more than anything else.
Filia nodded again as she began to tell a semi true story suggesting she was just a bystander. her story was inconsistent however and Ozpin saw right through it.
"You never mentioned the roar that Ms. Goodwitch had on file." as he stated it Filia looked up at his confused
"R-roar?" Filia started to sweat more so now. Strangely at the same time however the third presence had started to grow more malevolent.
"Yes, a roar was heard on the site before police arrived. Current speculation is a Grimm sighting in the city was the likely cause." He noted that more of her hair had started to disobey basic physics slowly getting into various places under the hat. Filia however not only was nervous but seemed to be getting scared as if she was aware of the invisible presence. Ozpin however continued undeterred by this new force. "But now, I think your statement of not being of this world is more likely the case. I just wish you were more forth coming with your proof." his eyes narrowed at Filia. her hat being a particular focus.
She was nervous someone was about to discover Samson. this could be good or bad. she looked at Ozpin just staring with a blank face, she couldn't read it to see if he was bluffing. Samson had been shifting a lot and she recognized the location was moving the strands of hair. she suddenly took a deep breath; it was time to come clean, about everything "Okay, you win. We fought the other two perpetrators."
Ozpin's face remained unchanged as he looked at her "We?"
Filia sighed as she removed her hat. her hair cascaded down her back as she slowly turned around in the chair. At first, it looked like normal hair, aside from a weird hair band that seemed to look like a bunch of jagged teeth. He did not realize fully what he was looking at until two yellow pupilless eyes began to appear glaring at Ozpin. "You certainly have a unique sense of hair styling. the accessories make it look as if its alive" he stated still observing the face.
"Who are you calling an accessory?" a low intimidating voice came from the moving lips of hair that lays in front of him. He clearly wasn't Grimm in origin. but in comparison to Filia this entity seemed more aggressive and very much ready to fight if he had to. This came off as concerning to him, in his experience this would what he could call a wild card.
"Well, this is a new one." He mused to himself he raised a tilted an eye toward Goodwitch who was looking in shock at the talking mane in front of them. "I assume this is who you were also referring to when you said 'we' Ms. Filia?"
"Gee, did it take your degree to solve that one? Outside of you, the kid, and her" He jabbed a few strands in the direction of Goodwitch causing the two to flinch but the strands dropped just as fast as they came up. "There is only me."
"Samson" Filia blurted out tightening her grip on her hat.
Ozpin looked at Filia who the moment was blushing over Samson's brash behavior. "Filia what is Samson exactly?"
"What?" Samson barged his voice into the conversation "Never heard of a parasite before?"
He raised his eyebrows to the creature "Parasite?" Samson's grin widened a little as he repeated the answer.
Filia spoke up before Samson could give the wrong opinion of them or worse, killed. "Samson, is a Parasite." she continued "Where we are from creatures like him will infect a host till their death." she gestured to herself as she spoke though there was a lot more she had to say. "In exchange for feeding of their host's nutrients they provide for the host as well. In my case, Samson Manipulates my hair to be used in daily life or in a fight. He also has enhanced my endurance, strength, and healing capability."
"I can't imagine that he provides that only in exchange for nutrients." Ozpin stated rather suspect of what she had said.
Filia again nodded as her lesson on her partner continued "Because of him being attached to me, he is linked to my memory loss as a byproduct. We also share the pain that we go through, eat three times as much, and should he be removed against his will both of us will die. that is just the parasitism effects."
"I imagine the other issues come from your partner's own sentience?" The aged professor began to understand her disposition when dealing with the monster attached to her backside. "If I may ask another question then." Filia looked at him with curiosity "Would you be interested in putting Samson's abilities to good use?" Filia's red eye's stared at him more intently clearly interested though Samson was quite the opposite.
"As I have said before, I am the headmaster of Beacon Academy. no doubt by now you have heard of our establishment." he presumed as Filia remained quiet. "Someone with your partnership would make a dangerous opponent for protecting innocents from Grimm."
"There was that word again Grim." Filia pondered aloud for a second as if confused "why would your world have a disdain on certain outlooks on life?"
"You don't watch TV?" Ozpin asked surprised at her question. "Grim is an outlook, yes. But I'm referring to the creatures the people of Remnant call Grimm."
"Black furred creatures, bone armor, red eyes and markings?" Samson clarified
"So, you do know them." he responded a little relieved that they would not start from a very bad disposition.
"Yeah, one attacked us the first night we arrived here on this damn planet." Samson was more angered that there seemed to be more of them.
"So, I take it You are interested?"
Filia looked up toward what she could make of Samson whose menacing grin twisted into a look of pure indifference. He was an odd one as Filia discovered a little bit his behavior tended to come from him more interested in protecting her and nothing else. she sighed and looked at the headmaster "Very well, we accept your invitation. But if we could, I would like to keep Samson hidden from the others until I believe they are ready to see him."
"Very well." Ozpin stated as he stood up. "The flight to Beacon Academy leaves tomorrow please be ready." He was walking out the door before he turned around looking at her "I look forward to observing you."
Filia sat in that room for several minutes before looking up at what she could see of Samson "What have we got ourselves into?"
"Hell, if I know, but it sounds like fun." was Samson's response. It was weird how his view of it was a lot more optimistic than it usual.
"(Guess I made the right choice.)" was all that Filia thought as she got up and went back to the hotel room to prepare for the trip.