Author's Note:

Welp, I had the inspiration for this chapter so here it is soon after the last one came out. Hope you all like it.

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Remnants of a Courier

Chapter 15: Schnee Grief and the Mission

Neo was a problem. A week had gone by since the train heist and Six had gotten to see that multi-colored hair way more than he appreciated. The girl had taken to doing three things in her boredom back at the base.

The first was to disappear for random intervals. No one knew what she was doing during this time and no one really asked the deranged mute. Joshua figured it was better left to other minds. Besides, he had things to do that were more efficient than tracking her down.

The second was to bother Roman. She would constantly hound him, often simply annoying the conman. Six figured that she enjoyed annoying others to the point she couldn't stand being left alone.

The final and most problematic habit she had picked up recently was to annoy him when Roman wasn't around. This was the current predicament Six faced as she sat on his bed.

Joshua himself was seated at his desk, using his modified Pip-Boy to check some of the local news. Ever since the heist news channels, articles, and most social media was blowing up.

"Jacques Schnee Found Dead on his own Train!"

"SDC in Chaos at CEO's Death!"

"Who Will Inherit SDC?"

The Courier idly flipped through some of the pages before finding a video. Opening it he saw the face of an Atlas reporter. Blonde hair, pretty face, classic reporter.

"This is Amberly Flame with RN Inc. and I'm here with Whitley Schnee." The video panned over to reveal both Weiss Schnee and Whitley Schnee. "And Weiss Schnee, son and daughter of the recently passed Jacques Schnee."

All three were located in what looked like some official newsroom. Flashy lights, comfortable chairs, a desk, a big monitor to display news. The works.

Joshua noticed the Whitley glanced to the side before facing the reporter again. Taking a closer look Six noticed that the kid had bags under his eyes. Loss of sleep probably, common when losing family. Though the kid didn't show it that much, it looked like he was trying to hide it. He guessed the Schnee's couldn't get out of the public eye to grieve.

Weiss, on the other hand, looked composed as the reporter continued, "the public knows these are trying times for the both of you and we thank you for coming on the show today."

"It has been hard to lose our father," Weiss began, this in turn caused Whitley's neutral expression to sour for a moment before returning to normal.

It was only at this point Six realized that Neo had gotten closer and Mercury had entered the room at some point.

"That the kid of the guy you killed," the grey-haired teen asked, taking a seat on the bed for a show.

Joshua's room was not some public theatre for people but for some reason everyone felt the need to barge in uninvited. In this case, Neo had gotten through the electronic lock on the door and left it open for Mercury.

Neo shushed him which meant Six didn't have to respond as he glanced back towards the video.

"But the Schnee name has always been strong and father taught us to be strong. Even this won't' break us." Again, Whitley had a minute reaction, a slight clench of the jaw before relaxing.

A moment didn't pass as the reporter asked, "the public has many questions as I assume you'd guess."

The girl was good at keeping a straight face. Weiss simply smiled before nodding her head.

"The people have been wondering who will be taking over responsibility? Winter Schnee is obviously the oldest but she is with the Atlas military under Ironwood. Likewise, there were rumors you were going to become a Huntress yourself?"

Weiss opened her mouth to respond but was cut off by Amberly. "Speaking of, is there a reason she isn't here? I understand she's very busy with official Atlas business but it seems like her father's death would warrant her return?"

"Wow, she's an asshole," Mercury commented and Six couldn't help but agree that she was blunt.

The two siblings both had reactions to this. Whitley's grip on his seat noticeably tightened as Weiss's smile shrunk just a little.

Neo pulled out her scroll and typed out a message before presenting it to Mercury and Six. "The reporter or their sister?"

"Both," Six answered for Mercury.

"Well, as you know she's very busy," Weiss responded while doing her best to maintain her composure. "She'll come when she can."

There was a small lull in the conversation as Weiss glared the reporter down. With an even tone, the white-haired girl continued, "and it's unclear at this moment who will be taking responsibility. There is an executive council within SDC that is discussing this as well."

"What about your mother? Will she be stepping in for your father?" This time Weiss clenched her teeth at the reporter's words.

"No, she has decided not to step in," Weiss replied in a quick and sharp tone.

"And why no-"

"Next question," Weiss interrupted while leaning back in her seat. The female Schnee crossed her legs and took on a more irritated pose. It was obvious she was getting upset with the reporter.

Ms. Flame took a moment to look down at her notes, clearly not bothered at all by the attitude of the teens. "What about you Mr. Whitley? You've been rather quiet this interview. Can you tell us about the… Perpetrators behind the crime?"

"You mean the monsters," Whitley replied, trying and failing to keep his anger in check. He took a breath before continuing, "White Fang of course. Adam Taurus—a leader in the White Fang—and…"

The only male Schnee left paused for a moment. "Someone unknown. Black armor… Red eyes…"

"I'm sorry… I'm not supposed to say anything else," Whitley continued, leaning back in his chair. It was clear his emotions were running high. His sister seemed concerned, glancing at him for a moment before composing herself.

"Right, rumors have been circulating about this individual," the reporter replied, looking towards Weiss. Apparently, even Amberly had some form of tact. "Can you tell us anything about this individual? A man dressed head to toe in archaic black armor? Glowing red eyes resembling Grimm. People have taken to calling them Mimic: The Human Grimm. The man who mimics the appearance of Grimm."

Mercury's laughter cut in, breaking Six's concentration. "O-Oh gods, that, that's funny… I mean at least it's better than Courier Six." At his own joke, the Cinder lackey broke out in laughter again.

"I didn't think about Grimm with this armor. Hell, I didn't even create its design." Six's response was a little defensive. He did repaint the armor to be pitch black with glowing red optics. And he hated how they called it archaic, just because he wore armor didn't make it archaic!

"I think it's cool," read Neo's message as she held up her scroll and gave Six a thumbs up.

Mercury's laughter renewed after he read Neo's message, causing the girl to pout.

"Thanks," Joshua replied in a quiet tone. "Now be quiet, I'm watching."

"-u're not even supposed to have that information. His description is supposed to be classified," Weiss said in a much less calm tone.

"Oh, well I wouldn't worry about that. The public is just curious if…"

"This interview is over," Weiss responded, not bothering to let the reporter speak again. "Come on Whitley."

The boy slowly rose out of his chair and followed after his sister who stormed out of the room.

And that's where the video ended. Six leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms. There was a lot was going on that he didn't like. Again, that nagging ping of guilt kept creeping up his spine. And Again, he had to suppress it.

There were a few moments of uncharacteristic silence before Mercury spoke up, "c'mon you don't actually feel bad for that spoiled rich kid, right?"

Six got to thinking. Why had Mercury bothered to come bug him? The two of them had passing conversations that weren't hostile since the mission ended but visiting him was something else.

"Why did you come here," the Courier asked while watching Neo quietly hum to herself.

A squint came from Mercury as he eyed Six. "Roman and Cinder want to see you. I don't understand why you're broken up over this, I mean we got enough Dust for Beacon and…"

The boy paused before chuckling. "I get it, you're just trying to get me talking. I've already said more than I'm supposed to. You're good at this."

Mercury stood up before stretching. "Welp, I'm getting out of here before you weasel more info out of me." With that said, the teen made his way to the door. "See ya around," he continued as he disappeared into the hall. "And we'll talk about your lack of Aura later!"

"Well… Guess I better go see them." While speaking, Joshua rose to his feet before heading towards the door himself. Trying to ignore Mercury attempting to tell his secrets.

It wasn't comfortable wearing his armor all the time to disguise who he was but it also meant that when Neo tugged on his coat, he felt it.

Turning to Neo, he saw that she had a soft smile and was holding up her scroll. It read, "don't worry, you'll get used to it." Did that mean to Mercury? The group? Killing? It was hard to tell with her.

"Uh, thanks," Six replied before moving to stand next to his door. "But now you need to leave. I can't just leave you in my room."

The girl pouted at him to which Six leaned forward, giving her a look of his own. Neo sighed before hopping out of the bed and skipping past him.

With one last glance at his room to make sure no one had stolen anything, Six was ready. He closed the door.

"What kept you," Cinder asked as the Courier walked into the briefing room.

"Your "employee" didn't inform me you needed me until after a short conversation." Joshua's words caused the raven-haired boss to frown.

Roman smirked but otherwise didn't comment as Cinder made a clicking noise.

"Well then, let's get down to business," the conman said in a cheery tone as he stepped towards Six. "We have a mission for you. Well, two but this one sets up for the other one."

"There's a Huntsman who's been asking too many questions. We need you to accompany Adam and take care of it." Cinder's explanation was straight to the point.

"Right, and why didn't you brief us together?" Six knew there had to be a reason for it.

"In due time," Torchwick replied while pointing his cane at the Courier. "You see, this guy has been questioning the local Faunus about what the White Fang has been up to. He's a Faunus so he gets farther than other people."

Roman's cane went from pointing at Six to pointing at the image displayed on the holo-projector. A man dressed in a grey hoodie and jeans came into view with the hood pulled over his head. Two brown fox ears were sticking out of the holes in his hood. He looked like a normal guy, a little pale like he hadn't seen the sun in a while. A five-o clock shadow on his face. This guy kind of looked like a loser actually.

"Is he… Deep cover," Six asked in an uncertain tone.

Roman nodded his head before replying, "actually yes. Kestrel Swift here is skilled in reconnaissance and espionage. He's forty-three, an accomplished Huntsman, his semblance is heightened mental processes, and he carries a concealable spear that doubles as a sniper. Apparently, he packs quite a bit of other equipment too."

"Adam will be your contact and guide for this one. Just follow his lead and you'll find Kestrel. I'm sure you both can take down a big, bad, huntsman together." The taunting tone Torchwick took made neither Six nor Cinder laugh.

The conman lightly pulled on his collar while saying, "tough crowd."

"When am I setting off," Six asked, ignoring Roman's words. "And why isn't Adam here?"

"Because there's another mission we need to brief you on," Cinder replied while crossing her arms.

Roman crossed his arms as well though more in annoyance. "I wanted to tell him why he has to stay in his armor."

Cinder sighed before saying, "you'll strike fear as Mimic when you kill a trained Huntsman which will work towards our end goals"

And that's when Six realized that Roman and Neo shared more personality traits than he thought as Roman pouted at his boss.

"With that out of the way, in less than two months Beacon starts its next term. You're going to work there as security." Roman's façade of sadness disappeared as he explained the second mission.

"How long, what's my alias, and why," the Courier asked. This was definitely a different kind of mission. He also knew that Beacon was part of this big plan of Cinder's.

Roman's smile never faltered as he replied, "for… Until the Vytal Festival. Make up one, we'll get the background figured out. And… We can't tell you."

Oh great, more information he couldn't know about. And he vaguely remembered something about the Vytal Festival being important in Remnant's history. Wasn't it a way off from now?

"Just keep low and we'll let you know when we need you to do something." This time the conman's words served to irritate Six.

"How are you supposed to supply me with materials and Lien inside the school." Joshua still hadn't told them about the transportalponder yet but he didn't want to be cut off from his supplies.

Roman chuckled before responding, "banks are a thing and the academy has raw supplies and tools there for your little project."

So they did know he was working on something. That wasn't good for him but they probably didn't know what it was yet.

"Fine, I'll do it but I want more funds. When do I leave for this mission and for Beacon?" Six wasn't happy to be going undercover but he was a professional. He wouldn't show his irritation.

"Done and done, and you'll be leaving in four days," the conman replied.

"You're free to go," Cinder said after Roman finished.

Good, he didn't really want to talk to them anymore. Six made his way out of the room deep in thought. What didn't they want him to know?

Beacon, Vytal Festival, Dust, White Fang; what did all of these have in common? It clicked then. Was she planning an attack on Beacon?

Why hadn't he seen it sooner? They were terrorists, Beacon was a symbol of knowledge and hope, the Vytal Festival was perfect for publicity. They also had the numbers in the White Fang and enough Dust to create massive explosions or stock a small army.

But was it really only to spread terror? Why were they doing it? There wasn't enough information at the moment for Six to piece it all together. For now, he'd stick to figuring out his alias.

And as he walked back towards his room, spotting Neo still waiting outside it to annoy him, he thought of.

Ulysses House. A perfect insult to both Ulysses and House.

Author's Note:

Will Six figure out Cinder's scheme? Will Adam and the Courier be able to take down this new Huntsman? Will Neo and Mercury ever stop annoying Joshua? Find out next time on Dragon Bal-Remnants of a Courier!

Current Gear:

Burned Man's Armor

Elite Riot Gear

Modified Stealth Suit Mk. II

Mysterious Magnum

Rebreather

Maria

Survivalist Rifle

Modified Anti-Material Rifle.

YCS/186 Gauss Rifle variant.

C4 – Plastic explosives (4)

Detonator.

Frag Grenades (4)

Frag Mines (0)

Combat Knife.

Plasma Grenades (10)