Chapter 8
The Spider and the Shadow
"ENOUGH!"
Blake quickly took out Gambol Shroud and sped forward. She split her weapon in two. As shots filled the air and the small alarm sounded, Blake ducked and dodged. She then jumped up and kicked one of the men, and he crashed into the other man. Two more men entered and quickly fired at her. She quickly combined her weapons, flipped away and landed on to the ground releasing purple wave toward them. The four men crashed down to the ground. Two of the men faded away, but the other two men charged at her. Blake stood in crouching position as they were about to punch her. At the last moment, Blake jumped up leaving her shadow clone and fired ice dust into it. The two men's fist was frozen in the ice Blake clone. The two men struggled as they were stuck. Blake landed behind one of the men. She quickly grabbed his head and slammed it into the ice clone. Before the other man could do anything, Blake quickly threw the unconscious man into the other man. She jumped and kicked them back and launched them into the wall and they faded away. Blake promptly looked to the wall to see an alarm panel. She took out her weapon; she held the gun part up and shot the alarm panel. There were a small explosion and the alarm sparked, and then the alarm sound stopped.
Blake quickly put her weapon away, and she ran to the corner of the warehouse. Noir leaning against the wall holding his bleeding shoulder. "It went through."
"Do you need to be bandaged?" Blake asked in a serious tone as if she was Noir herself.
"No, I can and heal. I just need a minute. It has no speed, but it works best if I sit," Noir responded as he adjusted himself.
"Does it hurt?"
"It's not a walk in the park, but it could be worse."
"That's good…" Blake quickly reeled her fist back and quickly punched him where he was shot. "Cause that should hurt."
"Ahhhh!" Noir groaned as held the part where he got shot. "What the hell was that for?!" he yelled.
"That was for leaving me behind!" Blake yelled. She then slapped him across the face. "That's for not telling me what was going on." Noir was about to talk but… "Shut up!" Blake yelled. "You're listening to me!" Noir was silent and just stared at her. "I don't care how we ended up together, but we are." Blake sighed. "Look, my home, my whole dimension, will shatter and be gone and the same goes for you. Not just Osborn. You can't leave me behind expect me to wait for you."
"I didn't," Noir finally as he started to stand up. "I expected you to leave me and go ahead."
"No."
"That wasn`t a question."
"No. Not without a plan, not without a meeting place and not without you telling me." Blake went up and glared at him. "In my dimension, you fight monsters both human and… creature alike. I have a partner," Blake chuckled a little just thinking about Yang. "She is the opposite of me, but one thing we know is that: we are partners, and we have to work together. Like, we did before, or we die and fail. We don't need to be friends. We don't need to tell everything about our lives. We don't need to like each other. We need semi-trust, compromise and get this done. Comprise, or we will never get there."
The two heroes stared at each other Blake was waiting for an answer. Noir was studying her. Her look… was dead serious and determined. She was not innocent, and she knew at any moment, any slip up would be her last. Even he had to grow up fast; no doubt so did she.
And from a world where a lot of people want to hurt me or want me dead for a living!
That was what she said. He had so many questions… none that she really answered. But…
"I want Osborn," Noir finally said. Blake didn't flinch. "You want to get tablets much more than I'll admit." Noir sighed. "But we both want our… worlds safe. So," he held out his hand. This time Blake was surprised. "So, for now, we work together. I don't trust you, but we compromise."
Blake only gave a small smile and grabbed his hand and shook it. "Deal."
"One question," Noir said surprisingly. "Noir," Blake stepped back a bit surprised and embarrassed. "That's what you called me. I am a motion walker to you-"
"No, no," Blake said quickly. "Madame Web called you Spiderman Noir, so, that's what came out. Besides… it fits?"
"Like Shadow?"
Blake just gave a nervous chuckle even though she could feel smirk under his mask. "You're not completely… black."
Noir scoffed. "Don`t go soft on me," he then started running. "Let's get going before Hammerhead gets the slip."
Blake nodded and followed Noir. "He has a sense of humor… I'm glad… I don't remember the last time he did… maybe he never did. Or it was a long time ago since he did."
As the two made it out of the warehouse, they made it to another trainyard. Noir shot a webline and swung on the structure above.
"And long come the spider and the shadow," said a voice echoing over the speakers.
"Don't whether to be honored or not that he got my… I guess my new name, right." Blake thought. Her ears then twitched to the closing of gates.
"Noir," Blake whispered. "Look down."
Noir quickly looked down to see Hammerhead's men pushing different men into the train carts like caged animals.
"I had a feeling you'd make short of those other jerks," Hammerhead continued. "This might be a little bit more difficult for ya. Five of my best triggermen. Five hostages. And you two are such a bleedin' hearts; you'll wanna rescue 'em won 'tcha?" Hammerhead chuckled darkly.
Blake frowned. "He's not wrong, and I hate that he's right."
"Good luck. My boys spot ya-even for a second and the both of ya will wake up in hell."
"You're a pip, Hammerhead," Noir muttered. Blake glanced at him confused. "Pain the neck," he translated.
Blake just looked down again. "That's NOT how he wanted to phrase that."
"Sayonara, Creeps." Hammerhead once again chuckled darkly and faded out.
Noir groaned. "The floating-head lady sure walked me into it this time!" Blake continued to look around ignoring the side comment. Noir looked at Blake. "What are looking for?"
Blake looked at Noir. "3 hostages on the left. 2 on the right. 2 Hammerhead's men on the left. 3 on the right."
Noir hummed in thought over the options. "We gotta stick the shadows and make our play. Take these palookas down." Blake nodded. "You take the right. I'll take the left. That fancy knife of yours can get more than I could."
Blake smirked not the Yang way but more of her way. "See, what planning does?" she said sarcastically. Noir didn't bother to respond. "We'll meet back up here." Blake quickly and carefully ran across the trail.
Noir gave a light scoff. "She's not wrong." He quickly shot a webline and pulled to himself to a far-off scaffold.
Two men sat in the cage miserable and frightened. And the three Hammerhead's men stood outside. "I swear to God almighty," the man muttered. "I'll kill Paul."
"Paul?" the man muttered in question.
"Asked me to work the night shift. Kids birthday coming up. Damn Paul read me like a book. My wife would skin me alive if couldn't get him nothin'."
"If not her Hammerhead or his boys will if the Spider comes," the other man mentioned.
The man with the kid looked to the bars of the cargo. "You can't keep us here!" Before the man with the kid could continue, one Hammerhead's man poked the man in the chest with the front of the tip of his gun.
"If you don't want to stay here," Hammerhead's man said with a smirk. "I can do ya the favor."
Before the man could say anything or move, he saw the shadow like figure with shining gold eyes. The man didn't know if he was shaking from the gun on his chest or the eyes staring at him? His question was answered as the shadow covered the Hammerhead's man's mouth with one hand and grabbed the back of his head. Then quickly slammed him it the cargo. Immediately, he was on unconscious fell to the ground. The man gasped as he quickly moved away from the bars. The other man just looked shocked. "The hel—"
The figure quickly puts up a finger to its lip. The men remained quiet but shocked. The figure picked up the unconscious man but leaned close to the bars. "If you want to get out, play like you don't know anything." She quickly jumped up; holding the unconscious man.
"The hell was that?!" the other man muttered.
"Doesn't matter if we say anything. Hammerhead's men with pop us or that thing will."
"Wasn't that a girl's voice?"
"I don't care if that was the devil himself as long as it gets us out of this cage alive."
Before the other man could respond, the two heard boots scrapping across the gravel. They quickly backed away from the bars and sat down looking away as if nothing happened. Two of Hammerhead 's men came up and looked to see they were missing a man.
"Where's Sam?" one asked, and the other one shrugged. He then turned to the two men in the cage. He then looked to the men in the cage holding his gun up to the bars. "What's going on?!" he demanded. "Was it the Spider?"
"No!" the man with kids quickly yelled looking to the man. "He told us not to tell!"
The other man glared at him. "Shut it," he muttered.
"You zip it!" the henchmen snapped. "Who told you?! You have 10 se—"
"Alright!" the man with the kids shouted. "He… the guy watchin' us. He walked off somewhere. He was walkin' off somewhere. He told us if we even thought about saying something, we'd be dead already."
The henchmen groaned. "Damn it, Sam," he growled to himself. "Hey, Mark go find that—" when the henchman looked at his partner gone. "Mark?" he called. No response. "Mark?!" still no answer. "Mar—" Suddenly wrapped around his mouth and dropped his gun. The two men in the cage were shocked, and the man was pulled up and vanished. However, the two men heard a crash on top of them.
They looked to the bars of the cargo and the shadowy figure was standing. As she got closer, they saw it was none other than a teenage girl, Blake. They were shocked but seeing what she did, they didn't question it.
"Stand back," she said lifting her weapon. The two men immediately stepped back. Blake shot dust that turned to ice. She the quickly kicked and the bars shattered like glass. The men quickly can out. "Listen," Blake stated before the men could say anything. "There's door a few feet away. Stay in the path of the shadow and don't tell anyone. Just go home unless you want your friends to end up like you almost did."
The men nodded and started to run along the path. Suddenly the man with the kid came back and grabbed her hand much to Blake's surprise. "Thanks! Thanks a million, miss!" Blake didn't say a word, and the man ran off again.
Blake stood there for a moment. She couldn't help but look at her hand. However, she shook it off. She sighed. It was still there. Then again she would have done it yet… but…. If Noir found out… She shook off the thought again. "It doesn't matter. We agreed to comprise. What kind of… type I am doesn't matter?"
"That was fast."
She quickly turned around to see it was Noir beside her. "How does he do that?"
"Same to you."
"Anymore?" Noir asked ignoring the comment.
"None that I can see."
Noir shot a webline on a metal scaffold above. "Then let's get a different view." He then pulled himself up. Blake quickly pulled out her weapon and threw her extended and to the metal bar and pulled herself up.
The two stood on the metal bar a reasonable distance across from the walkway. There was a clanking sound made across the walkway. It was Hammerhead himself, looking mad. In his hand, was the fragment piece they need.
"Hammerhead," Blake called. "Hand it over, now!"
Hammerhead glared at the two heroes a distance way. "You want this tough guy?!" he countered. "Come an' it. Just you and me, Spider. Mano a Mano." Hammerhead quickly walked off.
"That suits me fine." Blake turned at Noir and glared. Noir looked back. "What?" he countered. "Compromised, remember." Blake just continued to look at him. Noir looked back to the walkway. "Besides, I'm not going to let Hammerhead have another hostage."
"Let's go," Blake stated as she looked back.
Noir pulled her close to his side. "That weapon of yours won't reach that far." Noir jumped off, holding Blake, and quickly shot webline and pulled them both forward. As the two got close to the walkway, Noir let go, the two flew over the walkway and landed on the ground. Noir let go of Blake as she easily stepped to the side. However, it was dark…
"Wait, they're up—" Blake started.
Suddenly, the spotlights flash on them, and they revealed surrounded by still cargo train cars with some Hammer's head men in view with guns pointed at them. "There," Blake finished.
"Finish 'em boys," Hammerhead from a distance.
"You miserable, lying snake!" Noir yelled at Hammerhead as Blake gritted her teeth.
Noir's head buzzed just as Blake's bow (ears) twitched. Two quickly moved as a train zoomed by on the track. "And now there are trains," Blake thought drily.
Soon men started to jump from the top of the train cars and surround them but careful not to stand on the train track. To the point, Noir and Blake were back to back to each other. "This not the place to fight," Blake stated. "There are no shadows for you."
Noir chuckled as he held up his fists. "We don't choose the ballroom, we just dance."
A small smile formed across Blake's face. "It's not my first fight on a train."
"But we can create the atmosphere." Noir quickly dug in his pocket and slammed a small pallet down, and smoke covered the two heroes.
"Don't just stand there guqin'! Get them!"
And the men ran into the smoke and soon as they entered they were blasted out. Some faded but others quickly got up, waiting for the heroes to emerge. Blake quickly sped out the smoke from the front with Noir exiting from the back.
One of Hammerhead's men with a bat swung at her. Blake ducked and skip against the ground and stood behind him. He quickly swung behind him and she promptly blocked it with her knife. He continued to swing as Blake continued to block. She immediately flipped back and at the same time kicked the bat out of his hand. Defenseless, she jumped kicked him in face launched him across the trainyard.
Her ear twitched. She turned and saw a fist heading towards her. She activated her semblance and quickly moved away. The shadow took the hit, and it vanished. "What the—"
He then felt something hit his head. He then fell down to the ground unconscious. Blake just hit him the back of the head with the hilt of her knife.
Her ear twitched once more. She quickly jumped back as another fist was about to hit into her. But he promptly was hit her in the face with a bat. She stumbled back, and before she could recover, she was punched in the stomach, then in the face, and slide across the ground till she was near the tracks.
"Not so fast are ya?" one of the men taunted.
Blake gritted her teeth; however, she felt the ground shake, and she caught something moving towards her fast. She smirked. "I don't need to be."
Instantly, a train came. Blake quickly looked behind and grabbed a bar on the train. She automatically lifted off the ground. She threw her extended, and it wrapped around the two thugs. The two, tied together, were lifted off the ground screaming. Blake struggled but fling the two against the still train cars. As soon as they hit, Blake let go. One of her shadows took the first hit but skid to the ground. The unconscious men fell to the ground and faded away.
"Just got to be smarter," Blake panted and vowed never to do that again.
Noir quickly gave two quick punches to one of the man's chest before he delivered on a hook swing to the man's jaw. He then grabbed him and threw him into another man.
Compared to Blake, Noir was just as simple as can be. He WAS simple. He wasn't a natural fighter. Before the spiders, he preferred not to get into tussles unless he had to. Even with spider strength, he wouldn't call himself the champion fighter. That's why preferred the shadows.
Suddenly his head started buzzing, he quickly ducked, jumped, turned and right hooked the man in the face. Before he could turn to the next one, he was whacked in the with a wooden bat and then in the stomach. Before he could recover, he got to fast punches to the face and stomach once again. Noir skidded across the ground to the ground. Noir groaned as he rubbed the back of his head. He surrounded by two goons and one with a bat. "Looks like the spiders about to be squashed," the man with the bat.
Noir smirked underneath his mask. "How about we play ball?" Quickly, he shot a web line around one of the men. "Hey, batta batta swing!" Noir pulled the web line and swung the man at the man with the bat. The two collided with one another and crashed with another on to the ground and faded away. "STRIKE! YOUR OUTTA HERE!"
Hammerhead gritted his teeth. "You idiots!" He yelled. "I want this done! Bring in the big guns!"
Noir quickly got up and whipped the side of his face with his finger. "More guns?" he asked tauntingly. He then heard stomping. He looked out of the tunnel to see a large man with equally large muscles carrying a large hammer. "Oh," Noir said quietly. "he means this guy." The large man quickly swung his hammer and Noir quickly flipped out of the way. "Sharp outfit. What are you supposed to be?" The large man swung again but this time Noir webbed the hammer, pulled it, and swung it out of his hand. "Strong silent type. Gotcha." The large man growled and started to charge. Suddenly, a figure swung in with a swift kick to the face. The large man tumbled over. He looked down to see Blake land on her feet. The man quickly slammed his fist down. Blake vanished as soon as his fist it. Suddenly something wrapped around the man's arm. He suddenly felt himself being pulled down. Blake gave two swift kicks across the face. She then gave a downward kick to his head and fell to the ground unconscious.
Noir finally walked over to Blake. "Not a fan?"
"Let's just say I'm getting tired of trains and he's just one of the people in the way of that!" And she was NOT kidding. She even felt her inner 'Yang' coming out.
"Whoever comes next better be ready!"
"It`s true what they say about a woman scorn," Noir thought feeling a slight shiver up his spine. "Almost feel sorry for the big guy. Almost."
Two of the men above exchange other men exchange looks with one another. One of the men threw down the gun. "Nuts to this!" he shouted. "Let's beat it!"
The men next to him threw his gun down as well. "Right behind ya!"
Soon the men above started to run away, and others walked away, either way, none of them wanted to fight the spider and the angry Shadow.
"Yeah, run away," Noir added and looked to a steaming Hammerhead. "Last time hand over the fragment!"
Hammerhead gritted his teeth harder. "You idiots!" he yelled and quickly ran through the door. "You're all worthless!"
Noir and Blake quickly jumped over the train cart and ran to the door. "I'm comin' for you Hammerhead! Time for that "mano-a-mano" we talked about earlier."
"And me?" Blake stated. She felt she was somewhat teasing, but she wasn't sure.
"Ladies first."
Blake only nodded as she ran ahead through the door. "Well, he is chivalrous."
The two heroes ran out of the door. They were on a dirt path that led to a worn-out tall circle building. It had some were dirty and some broken windows. "Let's go," Noir ushered. Blake nodded.
Suddenly, the ground shook the two stumbled and quickly looked up to see: strange yellow light flashed through the building and out of the light was Hammerhead's laugh.
Blake frowned. "What did he do?"
"Well," Noir started. "He either used that hunk of rock or smashed it."
Blake looked at the building with worry and seriousness. "Which do you think?"
"I'm hoping the oaff dropped it and it just lite up and he thinks it's hilarious." Blake just looked at him. "But my luck isn't worth two pennies." Blake just continued to look at the building. "We just got to face… the power of the fragment."
The two entered through the door. They were a little above ground a small area when they looked down to see what happened to Hammerhead. His forehead looked like it expanded with filled with lava coming from the cracks and his Tommy guns were now his hands.
"Holy…" Noir muttered.
Blake blinked in amazement and shock. "What did it do to him?"
Hammerhead chuckled darkly and then looked up them. "I shoulda used this rock sooner! First, I'll get rid of you two!" he said as pointed his 'hand' at them. "Then I'll get rid of Osborn. I'll OWN this town!" He gritted his teeth at then with both his hand pointed at them. "Ready for a real fight tough guy?!"
Noir and Blake quickly jumped down though distance away from the mutated Hammerhead. Blake immediately took out Gambol Shroud as Noir got into his fighting stance. "Mister, we were made for it."
Immediately, started firing shots everyone the two quickly dodged/ left shadows behind as the avoid the more powerful fire bullets.
Noir quickly slide himself behind a destroyed concrete wall. Blake was behind another concrete wall a short distance away.
"We need I plan!" Blake shouted.
"I know! I know!" Noir responded. Noir quickly peered out and then back. "We need to get in there for a minute, that place is a war zone."
Blake frowned as she thought. He was right, but there was a tiny cover for them especially Noir. Blake nodded to herself. "Watch my back! Don't move!"
Before Noir could protest, Blake quickly ran out a fired duct round at him.
"Let's go little girl!" Hammerhead yelled and fired her rapid speed. Blake used her speed and her shadows as fast as she could. Blake quickly sped up using her shadows. The blast was a lot faster than usual. Considering he did have guns for hands, she had to put normal out of her mind.
Blake used one last shadow and swiftly jumped to kick. Before she could think to use her semblance, Hammer pointed his more massive gun at her. He fired and she was immediately blasted back. She slid across the ground and hit a large radiator. As soon as Blake hit it, she hissed as she felt the heat on the heater. She fell to the ground as Blake slowly stood up. Suddenly felt something wrap around her waist. It was familiar.
Without another thought, Blake was pulled and lifted a little bit off the ground. She then was pulled back to the destroyed concrete wall.
"You afraid to play with the big boys, girl!"
Blake panted as she was now finally able to catch her breath.
"Are you crazy?!"
Blake finally looked up to see and feel Noir grabbing on to her arms and him close to her. His mask didn't show it, she didn't know he was angry, worried or both.
"No," Blake said. "I had to know what we're up against. My Aura is a lot stronger than the endurance your powers give."
"I know that," Noir said bluntly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Hammerhead was now firing again and still laughing like crazy.
"But you don't know spit about him."
Blake nodded. "I know, but I need to know the new Hammerhead."
Noir didn't say a word but slowly let go of her. Blake was slight confused quickly ignored it. "Then what's new?"
"We can't attack from the front with a stealth attack it's too much of risk. No one-on-one too dangerous. We have to go behind."
"Now, all we need to do is figure out how, before Trigger happy figures us out."
"Your smoke bombs?"
"No, not enough."
"Without cover, we just bait him and attack from behind?"
"He's not that stupid. We need something else for that to work."
Blake thought as she touched her arm wondered if her burn mark had healed. She quickly stopped. Why didn't she think of it before?!
"That radiator?"
"The one you hit."
"When I hit it, it burned me. That means it works. What does heated water make?"
Noir didn't say anything and even with the mask on; Blake could feel the smirk.
"I think your growing on me."
Blake just simply nodded as now a plan was in place.
Blake went out and started shooting again. While some dust hit, they didn't have any effect. Hammerhead just cackled as he turned to her. "Now that was the jolt I needed."
Blake started shooting at him as she flipped away, used her semblance, and fired some more rounds. She had to make it look good. Blake finally fired one more as she made it one of the radiators. "It's sad you need a magic rock just to bet me," Blake taunted with a smirk, one she believed could rival Yang's. "It's touching if it isn't wasn't sad."
Hammerhead gritted his teeth and pointed one of his bigger guns at her. "I'll show you touching."
Bang!
He fired his more giant gun. It might as well be a cannon itself. Blake quickly left behind a shadow and moved. The shadow vanished, and his shot hit the radiator. It exploded, and smoke filled the air. Blake couldn't remember a time when she happier than to be Faunus. She was glad to be one, but sometimes there are moments where she loved it more. One of those moments was her eyesight. She could see through the smoke and with Hammerhead shooting wild, she couldn't be gladder. Blake fired, dodged, used her semblance.
"Hurry, Noir."
As smoke filled the air, Noir quickly shot a web line on a broke structure beam. He couldn't see much but heard Hammerhead's shots, and other shots echo. He felt tense, and it wasn't nervousness for himself.
"Hang in, there Blake. This spider-sense is not a walk in the park."
Noir's head finally buzzed. Noir smirked. "There you are."
Noir quickly shot two web lines wrapping around Hammerhead's arms. It lifted his arms only slightly enough for the shooting to stop. Noir jumped and pulled himself down with webline. Noir stomped on Hammerhead's back slamming Hammerhead face, face-first into the ground. Noir quickly bounced back and stood a distance away from Hammerhead.
"Funny, even with that glowing head of yours," Noir taunted as Hammerhead. "You're still not so bright."
"You lookin' hungry, spider," Hammerhead still slightly struggled to stand up. He then pointed his Tommy gun hand and pointed at Noir. "How about you bite on these?!" He rapid fired. Noir quickly moved out of the way.
Noir scoffed as he moved out of the way. "You know what Hammerhead? Shut up!" More shots came and the more he had to move. He was, by no means, as fast as her. He wasn't going to try. He hated to say… well more think it, but… she was much better as the bait than he was. Hammerhead's brain may not have gotten a boost, but his trigger finger and insanity increased.
Noir finally landed in front of the heater. "You're just full of baloney! With all that power can it the Braeside of a barn!" he taunted.
Hammerhead quickly switched to his large gun hand and fired. Noir dove out of the way, and the large bullet hit the heater. Once again, smoke filled the room.
Blake was thankful Noir did it. She would have been the bait again, but Hammerhead's not that dumb. He was mob boss for other reasons than his trigger-happy finger and his metal platted forehead. Compared to her, Noir was only slightly stronger the Hammerhead and normal men. He is very much capable though. He knew what he was doing.
Blake looked through the fog of steam and followed the gunshots. Blake quickly jumped to the next broken beam. She then threw her extended end down and around Hammerhead's neck. She immediately pulled and then jumped down and kicked him the back before stomping on it.
She jumped back a distance way. Noir ran to her side. "No more heaters."
Blake nodded and pointed her weapon at Hammerhead. "Just give it to us. It is not worth it."
Hammerhead just stood up without saying anything much to Blake and Noir's surprise. "NOOOO!" he roared and glowed bright red and orange.
Noir and Blake stepped back in awe and caution. Before they could ultimately register the situation, Hammerhead charged with his head pointed at them like a charging rhino. Blake and Noir quickly moved out of the way as he charged in the wall.
Blake looked to Noir. "Your turn."
Noir didn't bother to say anything. He knew what she meant. This much worst than baiting him and running he was a lot faster and a WHOLE lot stronger. If one of them was hit, it could be curtains. Blake… she was still kid*… he had to break his promise
"Blake, get out—"
"Say Goodnight Spider!"
"Look out!"
Before Noir looked to see Hammerhead charging at him, Noir could just feel the hit. He wasn't fast enough to move from that "charging train." However, he felt a push and looked to see Blake. Before could Noir stop her, he was out of the way, and Blake was in the path.
Blake screamed as she flew in the air, and her bow flew off. She skid across the ground and landed there unmoving as she landed in front of her unconscious body.
When Noir saw her on the ground, nearly all logic went from his mind and replaced with concern and rage… mostly rage.
Hammerhead darkly chuckled as he turned to Noir. "Ready to join her spider."
Noir gritted his teeth and mad his hand into the fist. "Just don't forget to say "hi" to the devil on the way down!"
Hammerhead charged again. Noir stood there firm, and this time he was ready. When Noir could feel the heat of the light. Noir quickly jumped up in the air, and as soon as Hammerhead's head slammed into the wall, Noir shot a webline and pulled in himself toward him.
However, Hammerhead quickly turned and wrapped his guns hand around Noir as if him he was hugging him. Noir groaned as he slammed his fist on Hammerhead's shoulder struggling to break free. Hammerhead smirked as reeled his back. Noir knew what that meant: a headbutt and all worse than usual. Noir quickly used his feet and pushed off of Hammerhead's chest finally breaking loose. Noir quickly saw his chance and gave Hammerhead a few good punches to the face. Only for Hammerhead to grab him again and they repeated.
Blake groaned as she started to gain consciousness again. "What… what hit me?"
She slowly and shakily looked up to see Noir pushing himself off, once again from Hammerhead's chest. "Right."
She mentally groaned. Blake looked down to see her gun in front of her. She struggled as she reached for Gambol Shroud and finally grabbed it and slowly pulled out her extended part. She slowly adjusted herself up as Noir was in Hammerhead's grip and again and Noir looked like he was running out of energy. She quickly as she could, threw her extended end was it wrapped around Hammerhead's neck. She then pulled as hard as she capably could.
Hammerhead loosened his grip around Noir as he slightly stumbled back. Noir took this chance and tackled him in the stomach to the ground. Noir quickly jumped over Hammerhead landing on the ground. Hammerhead struggled to get up but tried to throw a punch. Noir jumped above it and webline on Hammerhead's chest and pulled himself toward him kicking in face. Hammerhead fell to the ground and stayed down.
Noir panted as he stood tall. He looked to Blake, who was kneeling and panting, but as long as was breathing, it was okay with him.
Suddenly the fragment tablet Hammerhead merged with, floated above Hammerhead's unconscious body.
"Thank you, Spider-Man. Ms. Belladonna," Madame Web in a dry voice.
"What's wrong with her?" Blake thought.
"The floating lady appreciates your assistance."
"Oh, that's why." Blake gave a slightly nervous laugh.
Noir did the same as he grabbed the floating tablet piece.
"Heh… yeah sorry about that." The piece soon vanished from his hand.
Noir looked down and on the ground. There he saw a long signal black ribbon. Noir picked up. "That's right. That flew off her."
Noir turned to give it to her. "Blake, this is—"
He stopped finally he had a good look at her. No adrenaline. No worry. He finally noticed. As Blake slowly stood up, he saw where her bow use to be were small black cat ears and they were slightly drooped from exhaustion. He could see them none the less.
Noir didn't say a word but walked towards her. Blake finally stood tall by time Noir reached her. Noir had his hand held out. Blake looked down and worried look swept across her face and looked at Noir with the same worried look. Noir didn't say a word. He didn't move. Blake snatched the ribbon and looked away gripping it in her hand.
Noir suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist. Blake was startled only enough to take a quick look at him before looking down again. "Let's go."
He shot a webline and swung out of the broken window. Blake knew once they were out of there. She had explaining to do.
The two finally made it to a rooftop. They were maybe two or three miles away from the port and trainyard. There were police sirens, whether they got Hammerhead or not was a mystery.
Blake was silent as she was looking over the city. Noir stood not too far behind as equally silent. They two were still slightly recovering from the long night, but the silence wasn't for that. Blake knew that as she finally started tying her bow back on her head.
"Where I come from this is common," Blake finally said as she finished tying the bow. "At the same time, it's not."
Noir was silent and didn't say a word.
"There are some people who are born with animal-like features. Some have small features and some have big ones. Some have monkey tails, bunny ears, sharp teeth, lizard eyes, or little cat ears. We're called Faunus."
"Faunus?" Noir finally asked.
Blake nodded. "Yes. Faunus aren't treated like people. We treat us by what they see us as, animals, monsters, lairs, degenerates, killers, psychos, heartless, insane criminals, stupid mutts, and nothing but pure evil. That's only a few names. Sometimes I had to fight to get away from the hate. So, when I left home, went to school to train as a Huntress, I wanted people to see me for who I am, not what I am. All it took to do that was a little black bow."
There was silence once again. Noir's head was honestly filled with questions.
She may be at some school to train to fight. Lord knows how that works. Hell, what is that world like that where you have to learn how to fight! However, he knew first hand, no one learned that much about crime knowledge unless you were like him and studied it first hand or if you did it yourself. She also said she had to fight to survive. If that didn't raise any danger signs, he would be died by know. All those questions he had, he wanted answers. However, her last conversation they had echoed in his head.
"We are partners, and we have to work together. Like, we did before, or we die and fail. We don't need to be friends. We don't need to tell everything about our lives. We don't need to like each other. We just need semi-trust, compromise and get this done. Comprise, or we will never get there."
Trust is never an easy thing. God knows that it was hard for him. Being different never made it easy. Yet, she told him. Maybe not everything but enough. If he had one person to trust back, then… maybe the world wouldn't look so dark.
"Does anything else matter?"
Blake's ear perked, and she finally turned to Noir.
"What?"
"Do you know anything else that will stand in our way?"
Blake thought it over. He didn't need to know about the White Fang or Adam or her criminal life. If she didn't need to tell, she wouldn't. Honestly, just like that when she came to Beacon.
"No, there's nothing else you need to know."
Noir was silent but nodded and held out his hand. Blake looked at it but then shook it. "Deal."
Noir nodded. "Let's go."
"Where are we going?"
Noir stood at the edge of the rooftop. "My apartment. I do sleep you know."
Blake just stared at him and then she smiled. "Now I do."
Noir and Blake stood on the roof looking over the city. Noir looked at her. "Are you sure you can keep up?" he asked.
"Now he's just being bitter… well at least in a good way."
Blake gave a small smile. "I was worried I had to ask you."
Noir scoffed leaped to the next rooftop. Blake quickly followed through the night.
I think… our path is looking bright. Maybe a better future… I really have been hanging out with Ruby for too long. I guess that's good too."
Weiss blinked opened her eyes. And then realized she was falling into a bright electric city. Weiss rolled her eyes and sighed. All she wanted to do was finish her work and train before the tournament. Now she's in another dimension and forced to fix a mistake an idiotic hero made. Not that she had a problem with saving her home, but this really wasn't their fault but… huntresses and huntsmen fix messes whether they made it or not. Right now, she just needed to land.
Weiss reset her body to standing form, took out Myrtenaster, and summoned her white glyphs. She landed on each one as she zoomed down to a nearby platform. However… something wasn't right. She felt she was being followed by hearing a small voice talking. If she looked back, she might lose focus, and this wasn't Emerald Forest or even Remnant.
As soon as Weiss was an inch on the platform, she jumped down on it. She didn't bother to turn. She had to at least make it look like she didn't know.
Tap! Tap!
"There you are."
Weiss turned and spun her spinning dial to her flame dust and summoned her red and black glyph small on ones in front of her and fireballs shot out of them.
"Shock! Shock! Shock!"
That voice was… familiar. Weiss let her glyphs fade but still stood in a fighting position. "Why?" she finally asked. "Why are you—" Weiss stopped. Now she was finally getting a good look at her follower.
There was a figure in an almost futuristic like suit, who stood in a defensive stance. It was similar to the other ones, she remembered, but with a more skull-like spider and much bluer throughout. It also featured a cape made of a web-like material and different skull-like mask. She remembered him as Spiderman 2099, and she attacked him.
Weiss was about to apologize, but 2099 chuckled as loosed his defense stance completely. "Now that's an entrance. Mind if I copy it, I've been looking for a new one."
Weiss's face to one of concern but a glare.
"I forgot he's the one with the "wonderful" jokes and conceded personality. This is going be a long mission."
A/N: Life! Life happens! I know it took a long time! But life happens. But I finally done with the first Blake and Noir. Now, Weiss and 2099, which is my second one I am excited to write besides Yang and Ultimate, God there will be a lot of puns in that. The next one might MIGHT come in better as summer is coming. However, until then review, follow and favorite. Also check out my other stories and repeat. Hope you enjoy! BYE-NEE!