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Multiverse-Crafter [RWBY ISEKAI FIC]

58 – Arkos S2
WARNING: This chapter begins with smut.

[#] I tried to write the scene of Jaune and Pyrrha as something passionate, but also kinda funny in a dorky way. It's not Jaune's first time but he is insecure because of the super soldier processes he went through. It's Pyrrha's first time but the girl is kinda thirsty since chapter 21 at least. So I hope you guys enjoy it.

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COMMENTS:

Frostwolf3227:


....We can only hope for Jaune's pelvis.....Audra nearly broke it...and now we have the champ going at him....and the way she is saying it....She REALLY wants to get it on.

Avip:

Church=
"You have Aura, super soldier formula and Spartan body enhancements. How she broke your pelvis?"

Jaune= "I can't explain."

Lie Ren= "Listen to the voice of experience... Just, enjoy the ride."



bsgamer1:

Well Its looks like papa Arc is giving Jaune an excuse to kill him

Avip:

Father and son reunion gonna be a mix of WWE and jerry springer show





[#*#*# Start of Chapter #*#*#]

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[Point of View: Jaune Arc]
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I am in the fight of my life, sweating bullets, struggling just to open my hotel room door with a key card.

"Come on, you cheap piece of plastic." I grumble, trying to swipe the key card in the right spot.

This is the kind of everyday thing that nobody has trouble with, at least if they don't have a hot redhead amazon clinging to their body, almost dry humping me while kissing and biting my neck.

Already hot and bothered, I try to argue with my thirsty date.

"Come on, Pyr, chill just a sec so I can-." But she cuts me off, tongue kissing me.

She moans hungrily while her tongue explores the inside of my mouth. Instinctively I raise my hands, grabbing her waist firmly, pressing her groin against mine.

Pyrrha purrs, melting in my grip, but as I try to get her even closer to me I feel something in my hand preventing me from having a better grip on her.

'It's the fucking keycard' I think while having a tongue in my mouth.

"That's enough!" I declare, pushing Pyrrha away from my body.

She stares at me confused for a second, so I take advantage of the opening, I lift her with one hand, placing her over my shoulder.

"Yip," Pyrrha squeaks, surprised, but doesn't fight back.

With her finally settled down, I easily swipe the keycard and get us both in.

Finally inside the room, I stop and contemplate the place with my jaw dropped.

"Whoa." I mutter, staring at the place.

The space is bathed in a low, amber glow from the bedside lamps.

My shoes sink into the carpet so plush it feels like a cloud as I walk further in. A large crystal chandelier on the ceiling reflects the weak light coming from the lamps, giving a somber and romantic feel to the place. The centerpiece, a massive bed, almost double of a king size with navy blue silk sheets and wide pillows.

A doorway further ahead leads to another part of the room, but a voice calls my attention.

"Sorry," Pyrrha says, still on my shoulder. "Can you put me down? I also want to see the room."

"Oh yeah." I say, putting her down. "Sorry for manhandling you."

"That's ok-. I m-mean, it's n-not..." She stutters, avoiding my gaze until she speaks. "I kinda liked it."

A sly grin opens on my lips while I lift her off the ground once again and throw her onto the bed.

"Gyah!" Pyrrha yelps, giggling in pure delight as she lands on the bed.

Quickly her laughter dies in her throat the moment I kick off my shoes. I don't just climb in, I pounce, the mattress dipping heavily as I cage her body between my thighs. Her giggles turn into a sharp, breathless gasp as she looks up at me, realizing what is to come.

I tower over her, looming above the redhead amazoness staring at me intently with her emerald green eyes.

"You are so big." She whispers in awe.

"2.1 m, [6'11] to be precise," I say, removing my shirt.

"Sometimes I forget how much you changed since your sabbatical." Pyrrha says, her hand reaching for my body, gently caressing my abs.

I chuckle at her calling my suspension a sabbatical, but I don't correct her.

I lean down, covering her body completely, engaging in a deep kiss, not hungry like the one Pyrrha gave me before we entered, but one of fervent passion. Pyrrha's hands reach around my back, trying to pull me closer to her, but I resist, fearing my extra weight may be too much for a regular human.

"Hmmm," She moans, annoyed, releasing the kiss. "Why are you holding back?"

"I don't want to hurt you."

Pyrrha frowns at my words, "You would never hurt me, Jaune."

"Not intentionally, Pyr." I say, swallowing hard, avoiding her concerned gaze. "But I'm a freakish super soldier now, need to be careful."

Both her hands release me from her hug and reach for my face, squishing my cheeks, making me focus on her eyes.

"Jaune Romeé Arc." She says, sitting on the bed, her tone ice cold.

The sound of my full name makes me freeze on the spot.

"I'm not a fragile little girl, I'm a huntress." She states firmly, staring at me with a yandere glare. "And I swear by the Brother Gods, if we don't make love today because of some unjustified fear, I will use my Semblance on your implants to turn you inside out."

I blink, stunned by the threat for a few seconds, just for a smile to open on my face as I nod in agreement.

"Good." She says, removing her jacket, "Now lose those pants."

Without missing a beat, I do as demanded. When I'm about to take off my underwear, she speaks.

"Wait!"

I stop, looking at her, Pyrrha's emerald eyes are locked on my groin.

She crawls slowly toward me while kneeling on the bed, trying to position the target at a favorable height for her.

Her curious hand touches my member under the fabric, "It's so big" She whispers, widening her eyes while caressing me, "How can you be so hard."

"Because you are gorgeous." I say like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

She looks up at my face, with the brightest smile I've ever seen on her face with a pink flush on her cheeks. "Thank you."

We stare at each other for a few seconds in silence, a kind sweet moment… if you ignore that she is groping my dick while giving me "do me eyes".

I help Pyrrha take off her shirt and pants, revealing her beautiful toned body, wearing a grass green panties and bra in the same color.


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"Beautiful"

"Thanks, but you don't need to exaggerate," Says Pyrrha in a disheartened tone. "I know I'm muscular and not very feminine."

Is she really insecure about her own body? I need to prove that I really think that, and actions are better than words.

I push Pyrrha, making the redhead fall back on the bed, before she recovers from the 'surprise attack,' I approach her, placing myself between her legs.

"What are you-." She tries to speak, but I cut her off by lifting one of her legs. "Kyah!"

On her calf, I give a kiss, causing shivers in the invincible girl who locks her body, staring at me flushed.

With a sly smile on my face, I continue kissing the long and toned leg of the Mistral champion, passing her thigh, I feel the heat coming from her core. My lips approach her entrance covered by the slightly damp fabric of her panties, but instead of kissing as she anxiously expects, I move to her abs and give it a peck.

"Aaah." Pyrrha whines in a needy tone.

"Come on now," I chuckle lightly at her. "At least you know what I think of your body."

Her eyes dart to the left, avoiding my gaze once again. "I guess-." She starts hesitantly, but I cut her by grinding my groin to hers. "Ooooh." She moans, biting her lower lip.

Our heats mix, I feel through my member her hot and inviting wetness.

"Y-You…" She stammers, breathing heavily for an instant. "You are more assertive than normal, Jaune."

I stop for a second, processing what she just said, but quickly reach the obvious conclusion, making me smile. "It's because I have nothing left to hide."

Pyrrha blinks confused at me, waiting for more.

"You know everything about me, my powers, my past life, my plans, my flaws, my mistakes… and even so you want me." I conclude, lightly kissing her arms. "I have no reasons to hesitate, and I want you too, Pyr."

"And don't you forget," She starts, biting her lip, looking at me with hunger and desire. "I can take it."

…

After that kind of statement, there is only one thing I can say.

"I need a condom." I groan, harder than ever.

"Why?" She asks like it's nothing.

"I mean… I would love to start a family with you, Pyr." I say, scratching my neck, feeling embarrassed. "But we're too young to have kids, not to mention the war and-."

"No, you dummy." She says, cutting me off. "Huntresses can meditate with Aura to avoid pregnancy until the third week."

"For real?" I ask, surprised.

"It's pretty basic Aura control training for women," She states like the most obvious thing in the world. "But more importantly, are you serious about that? You want to have a family with me?"

"Yes." I respond promptly, without a hint of uncertainty.

Pyrrha's eyes widen once again, millions of thoughts pass through her head, making her face redden even more while her breathing intensifies.

I try to ask what's wrong. "Are you ok-?!" But she cuts me off by pulling me into another deep kiss, moaning hungrily.

She pulls back just enough to let me breathe, her tongue tracing the curve of her lower lip before she lets out a ragged breath. "Please," she rasps, her eyes dark and demanding. "Stop being such a sweet, endearing himbo and fuck me crooked so you can fuck me straight."

Happy to oblige, I pull my dick out and with my left hand align it at her entrance, lumbering over her body. Pyrrha's expression of excitement is tinged by a little bit of worry, I reach for one of her hands with my right hand, gripping it firmly.

She nods as I gently start to penetrate her folds.

"Ah!" Pyrrha gasps.

"Do you want to stop?" I ask, worried.

"No!" She grunts, body stiff as a statue. "And don't worry about my hymen, it's already broken."

"Aren't you a virgin?"

"I have been fighting since my pre-teens, Jaune. No hymen would survive a few kicks to the cunt."

"That's…" I hesitate for a second. "Not gonna lie, that's concerning and interesting."

A frustrated frown forms on Pyrrha's face as she locks her legs behind me.

"Focus, Jaune." She commands.

I chuckle ashamed, but reply by going deeper.

"Yes!" She yells, throwing her head back.

Without stopping, I continue slowly gaining ground inside the soaked organ of velvety walls, pulsing as if caressing me, pulling me in. My instincts roar on the back of my mind, demanding me to take her in a single stroke, but I hold my urge for Pyrrha sakes.

"Gods, it doesn't end." She moans, reaching for my shoulders.

"Sorry." I say sheepishly. "I will stop."

"Don't!" She shouts, both hands on my back, nails trying to break skin, only for Aura to flare in protection. "I love it, and don't you dare stop."

Feeling confident by the statement, I keep going until I finally stop.

Breathing heavily, a tear of relief runs down Pyrrha's face, not physical relief, but as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. "I can't believe it, we are one…" she whispers in my ear.

Slowly, I start to pull my member out of her pussy.

"Oooh!" Pyrrha moans, her sex grip clenching in reaction to me.

"Christ, you are tight."

"Christ?"

"Forget about it!"

Her grip is firm, almost like trying to drag my dick back into her moist warmth. Happy to oblige, I sink faster than before.

The pain and discomfort she felt on my entry seem to have disappeared from her, Pyrrha's eyes roll back in her head, her body trembling in pleasure. I pull back again to sink once more, unlike before, Pyrrha buckles, meeting my movement with gusto.

A wide grin opens on my face, noting that it is time to start picking up the pace.

"Hold tight." I whisper at her.

Pyrrha turns her face in curiosity as I grip her on the waist, pulling back my member and then burying it in a single move.

"Hmmmm." She moans, writhing in pleasure beneath me as her nails run on my back, trying to draw blood.

Thank Monty for Aura.

I pull back and return, this time I don't stop, establishing a slow and calm rhythm despite the velvet prison making my instincts scream to pound her as fast and hard as I can.

"Oh Jaune, please…"

"Want me to go slow?"

Her nails try to dig into my back, "Faster, harder." she whispers in a dark husky voice.

I firm my legs on the mattress and with more traction start pumping at a faster rhythm.

"Aa-aa-ah." Pyrrha trembles, moaning at each thrust. "Fas-ter."

Chuckling, I pick up the pace, my dick grinding harder on her folds, making Pyrrha kick and scream my name.

"Jaune!"

The beautiful redhead warrior beneath screaming meu name in pure ecstasy inflames my ego to levels I never thought possible. But as Pyrrha's vagina clenches on my dick, approaching her orgasm, I'm not far either.

"I'm getting close, Pyr."

"Me too!" She gasps, her hands going for my neck, fixing my eyes on her. "Let's cum together." She finishes, pulling me into a kiss.

She doesn't let go, determined to tongue me until I cum. Without holding back, I mount her, placing my weight on her body, the wet sound of our bodies slapping intensifies, until I feel the crescendo of pleasure reaching its apex.

"Hmmmm!" We moan together, one in the other's mouth when I finally explode inside her.

Pyrrha's vagina spasms, squeezing me, as if milking every drop of cum that comes out of my cock, while I try to sink my member even deeper inside her.

"Aaah!" She finally lets me go, inhaling fresh air.

The last spurts leave my member, as I collapse next to her.

We both pant tiredly, trying to recover from the exhaustion.

My super soldier body isn't completely exhausted, but I feel a good kind of exhaustion. I don't know how to describe it right, but it feels more like relief mixed with pure joy than simple physical tiredness.

Pyrrha rolls on the mattress, climbing my body, she lays on my chest, her hands caressing my body.

"That was great, Jaune." She whispers, resting her chin on my torso, looking at me.

Her eyes are so bright right now, she looks like the portrayal of joy and hope on a beautiful sunny day.

I bring one hand to Pyrrha's back, the other goes to her hair, caressing it gently.

"It sure was." I say, smiling like the lucky idiot that I know I am.

Pyrrha just lays there, enjoying my touch, breathing long and deeply.

"I feel like a weight has been lifted from me." She admits calmly. "That I finally took an important step that I wanted to take for so long.

"Sorry it took so long." I admit sheepishly.

"No apologies," Says Pyrrha, poking my chest. "You were busy helping the Faunus."

"Fair enough." I say, surrendering to her argument.

We stay there in silence, just enjoying each other's company. Seconds pass, then minutes, but when it's about to reach an hour, Pyrrha breaks the silence.

"So, are we gonna go back to Beacon, or spend the night?"

"Spend the night." I say without missing a beat.

"That was fast," She says, chuckling. "Any reason why?" she says, hugging my torso.

"Several." I say in a playful tone. "The room is paid for the full night, breakfast is included, we get to enjoy each other with some privacy, and I'm curious about something."

Pyrrha blinks at me confused and asks, "Curious about what?"

With a sly grin on my lips, I answer.

"How many rounds I can go with the Invincible girl."

Pyrrha's eyes widen as a yanderish smile graces her lips. "Challenge accepted."


[Point of View: Lie Ren]
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I fall flat on my belly, respiration heavy, vision blurry.

"Harf! Har!" I pant breathless with a dry throat.

With my hips pulverized, I can't feel my legs, so I start the painfull journey crawling to the door, my attempt to escape this torture.

My legs don't respond, but my arms are a little better, they burn from exhaustion and bite marks, hickeys, and grips too strong not to think that a Grimm crustacean hadn't tried to rip my limbs off.

"Reeenny," Sing-songs a voice that spells my doom. "Where are youuuu."

Cold sweat runs down my forehead while I swallow dry and move slowly to the door, but with my blurred vision, I don't notice the desk and bump into it.

BONK!

"No…" I whisper in dismay.

"There you are." Nora celebrates catching, raising me from the floor, holding me by the armpits. "You got me worried, mister."

She sits me on the bed, making me groan in pain because of the wounds on my pelvis.

"You have a booboo?" Nora asks, already reaching for the bag of beans Jaune left for her. "Momma got the right thing for it."

Once again she shoves one of the miracle healing beans into my mouth.

As soon as I start chewing, I feel fatigue and tiredness vanish from my body, when I swallow, all pains disappear and I even feel my legs again.

"You are healed? Yeaaaah!" Cheers Nora.

Her display only makes me feel emotionally tired. This is not the first, second, or even the third time she has broken me and healed me. This kind of torture where you exhaust and break someone only to heal them completely afterward is unthinkable, and I only tolerate it for two reasons.

The first is obvious, I love Nora and I want to make her happy all the time.

"Don't forget your water." Nora says, giving me a water bottle. "It's important to stay hydrated."

The second reason is… it just feels sooo good. I was such a stupid man for not trying to talk to Nora about my feelings earlier.

I put the bottle down, my breathing already at a normal rhythm.

"Now that we quenched your thirst…" Says Nora in a low growl. "Let's see what you can do about mine."


[#*#*# End of Chapter #*#*#]
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E ai gurizada?

[#]
Seven rounds, the invincible girl lost. But come on! Jaune is a double super soldier, it wasn't a fair fight.

[#] Ren lost consciousness on the 17th round. He may have lost, but he sure earns my respect. Ren is a machine, but Nora is a monster.

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Chapter 59 - Second chances
Chapter 60 - Redemption Arc
Chapter 61 - A new class
Chapter 62 - Lightish Red
Chapter 63 - Date-stuff

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59 – Second chances
[#] In my head, Maria Calavera's appearance is that of a Latina. Is that canon or am I wrong?

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COMMENTS:

[?]WatcherofWorldz:
Hey jaune give ya bro ren some super solder juice, let's see how nora reacts to that! Then again she is like the energizer bunny she just keeps going and going.

[=]Avip: Ren lies exhausted on the floor, sweating, with a broken pelvis once again.

- Ren shocked and confused:

"How? Jaune gave me the super soldier formula!"

- Nora with a wicked grin on her lips :

"You are strong, child, but I am beyond strength!"




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[Point of view: Ruby Rose]
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That's so unfair!

Weiss, Yang, and Blake are having a meeting with Pyrrha to talk about her date while I'm doing some dumb training in the middle of the Emerald Forest.

"Focus, you twerp!" yells the mean old lady, smacking me on the head.

SMACK!

"Ouch!" I whine, rubbing my own head.

"That didn't hurt you, baby," says Maria Calavera, pointing her cane right at my face. "You have Aura."

Crossing my arms, I whisper, "Still, it's rude and mean."

The old lady's bionic eye prosthetics hum like a swarm of bees while they adjust focus on me, and she lets out a tired sigh.

"You have as much raw potential as you have naivety, little girl," says the old brown-skinned lady.

"Hey!"

"Don't interrupt your elders."

"Yes!"

"As I was saying, here I am teaching you about your heritage and your silver eyes while your head is somewhere else, probably thinking about boys and other stuff."

"M-Me thinking about boys?" I stammer, laughing nervously at the end.

"Ah, young love," she sighs tiredly. "So pure, so dumb."

I growl under my breath, pissed off at this lady Professor Ozpin introduced me to for training. She just keeps saying mean stuff about me, but so far she hasn't said a single word about my silver eyes.

"Can't you just teach me how to use my eyes already?" I ask, frustrated.

"I can't."

My eyes widen in shock as I stare at the woman who just shrugs my question off like it's nothing.

"Then what am I doing here?" I ask, confused.

"I can't teach you without a Grimm," she states, pointing her cane up at the sky. "I'm annoying you on purpose to generate negative energy and attract them."

I squint and focus where she's pointing, and quickly I see a swarm of Nevermores flying straight toward us.

"Okay," I grunt, drawing Crescent Rose into scythe mode. "Let's do-. Ouch!" But I'm cut off by a cane whack to my shin.

"Don't fight with your weapon!" she yells at me.

"How else am I supposed to fight?"

"Are you deaf, little girl?" She cackles maniacally. "With your eyes."


[Point of View: Pyrrha Nikos]
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The sound of the gavel banging against the wooden table snaps me out of my thoughts about last night.

TOK! TOK!

"I hereby begin this meeting of the Arc Brides Sisterhood," Weiss declares, her voice crisp and authoritative.

"Arc Brides Sisterhood?" Blake repeats, raising an eyebrow. "That's the name we're gonna use from here on?"

"Would you prefer being called Jaune's Harem?" I ask the cat Faunus.

"Hmm." Blake's ears twitch as she actually considers it. "Sounds hot."

"No!" Yang, Weiss, and I answer as one.

Blake shrugs, completely unbothered, while Yang raises her hand.

"I pass the word to Sister Xiao Long," says Weiss in a reverent tone.

"Right…" Yang mutters awkwardly. "Why do we keep having meetings in this weird format? Ruby couldn't be here today because of her training with Calavera. Can't we just have a text group like normal people?"

Blake and I both turn our faces away from Weiss, since this whole formal meeting format was the heiress's idea.

"The idea of a text group is good," Weiss admits in an ice-cold tone, "but that doesn't diminish the importance of formal meetings for discussing more serious matters."

"This meeting sooooo could've been an email," Yang groans, bored and annoyed. "Like, what could possibly be so important that text wouldn't be enough?"

"Maternity," Weiss deadpans.

"Okay, you win." Yang admits in defeat, hands raised. "Way to go nuclear on your sisterhood."

Weiss smiles, satisfied with her tiny victory, and turns to me so we can get to the topic of the day.

"Sooooo," Weiss draws out, barely holding back her excitement. "How was your date?"

Yang barely holds in a chuckle at Weiss acting like a high-school girl fishing for gossip. "I feel sorry Ruby is missing this."

"He took me to Vale's boardwalk fair," I say, smiling happily. "We went on rides, he won me a plush lion, we kissed at the top of the Ferris wheel with fireworks behind us."

"Classic," Yang smirks in approval while Blake nods, smiling.

It is a simple but endearing first date, so I can see why both of them approve.

"At the pier?" Weiss asks, surprised. "No dinner? No play, concert, or even a movie?"

I shut my joyful expression down instantly, staring hard at the heiress and making her wince in regret.

"Weiss cream," Yang singsongs. "Not your date, not your problem."

"Sorry," Weiss apologizes, lowering her head a little toward me.

"Fine…" I groan protectively and go back to my story. "After that, Jaune proposed to me with a ring." I finish with a giggle, showing them the ring.

The girls react in different ways, but all of them are shocked. Yang and Blake both go wide-eyed, but Weiss, the most shocked, goes completely mute, both hands over her mouth trying to hide her slack jaw.

"That's surprising," Blake admits, eyes wide.

"Way to go, lover boy!" Yang cheers.

"I would never…" Weiss trails off. "We already have a contract and everything? For what reason would he do something like that?"

Staring fondly at my ring, I answer. "That's for me to know and for you to maybe find out…"

Yang bursts out laughing while Weiss frowns and huffs at me. Blake just stares at me with a knowing glint in her eyes, like I'm a completely open book for her.

"That's not all," Blake says loud enough to grab Weiss and Yang's full attention. "You have a distinct glow."

My face starts turning red under the prying Faunus's gaze.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," I answer, turning my head away, but that is basically the same as confessing to Blake.

A wicked grin splits Blake's face as she points an accusing finger right at me. "You finally fucked him." she exclaims.

"No I didn't!" I try to deny it.

"Yes you did!" Blake shouts, jumping up from her chair.

"Oh my," Weiss mouths in surprise, a tiny spark of excitement in her voice.

"Oh my god, the invincible girl became the invincible woman," Yang celebrates, clapping.

I raise my hands trying to shut them up and start explaining, but it is useless.

"Okay, I admit we made love," I admit, embarrassed, letting out a tired sigh.

Yang howls and whistles while Blake giggles and Weiss coughs into her hand, trying to compose herself even though her face is still bright red.

"Well…" the heiress starts hesitantly. "I hope it was pleasant for both of you, and don't worry, the details can stay between you two."

"Booo," Blake and Yang boo at the heiress.

"Seriously?" Weiss grumbles, staring disappointed at her team.

"Are you seriously not curious?" Yang asks, smirking.

"Curious about what?" Weiss retorts.

With an evil grin, Blake silences the whole room with two words:

"His dick!"

…

"Damn, Blake…" Yang groans. "Direct like a punch to the face."

"Can we please keep some class and civility?" Weiss begs, her face completely flushed red.

"Fine, I'll play nice," Blake promises, making the three of us sigh in relief. "But…"

We all freeze, waiting for the Faunus to finish.

"Could you at least tell us if it's big or small?" she asks, waggling her brows.

"BLAKE!" Weiss screams bloody murder.

"I… kinda… also want to know," Yang admits, unable to look me in the eyes.

Surprised, I look at the three of them. Their curiosity is so thick you could cut it with a knife.

Swallowing hard, I give up on keeping the secret and whisper, "He is big."

Both Yang and Weiss break into slight smiles, like they are holding back cheers. Blake, on the other hand, stares at me dead serious with a notebook and pen already in her hands.

"How big?" she asks.

"For fuck's sake, Blake," Yang groans in pain.

"Bigger than a Green Grimm energy can?" Blake insists.

"Dear Gods," Weiss gasps in shock.

"Can we please end this meeting?" I plead, trying to keep whatever dignity I have left.

Weiss and Yang both agree to end it while Blake scribbles in her notebook, whispering, "She didn't deny that it's bigger than a Green Grimm energy can."


[Point of View: Jaune Arc]
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'It is kinda disheartening to think that after a wonderful night with Pyrrha I have to deal with this kind of shit.' I think to myself as I step into a rented apartment in the bad part of the city.

Sighing tiredly, I knock on the door.

TOK! TOK!

Quick footsteps rush toward the door. After what sounds like seven locks being undone, the door opens, but there is no one standing in front of me.

"Seriously?" I complain, swinging a high punch to my left. The illusion shatters like glass.

CRASH!

I grab the small mute assassin by the neck and yank her close to my face.

"Gods… yes…" Neo mutters through clenched teeth, her whole body shaking in pleasure. "Harder, daddy."

"Okay!" I say, dropping her. "I'm happy you got your voice back, but the shit you say, girl."

"Be glad you don't live with her," Roman says, walking up. "Worst part is she doesn't speak most of the time, she only talks to get a reaction out of people."

"Goddammit," I growl as I walk into the rented apartment. "You said you had news for me."

"Indeed I do," the thief says with mock reverence. "Please take a seat at our most illustrious dining table."

The 'dining table' is a wobbly foldable table with three chairs, one missing a leg.

"You are subtle as a fart in a lift," I smirk, sitting in one of the good chairs.

"I don't know what you mean by that, my good sir," he answers in an exaggerated sarcastic tone. "Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I'm living with cockroaches bigger than cats while I do your dirty work!" He finishes the sentence by slamming his fist on the table.

SMACK!

Which was a terrible idea because the whole thing collapses to the floor.

CRASH!

I chuckle at the mess and pull five cards out of my pocket that I had Weiss and Church prepare for me. "Each one has a hundred thousand Lien and can't be traced to anyone."

Roman's sour face vanishes instantly, replaced by something that almost looks like respect and worship.

"My beloved savior, I am not worthy of your generosity," he says, wiggling his fingers toward the cards.

But before he can snatch them I pocket the cards again. "Intel first, then money."

"Fine," he accepts, hands up in defeat. "Neo, can you bring the-."

"Here," the ex-mute girl says, handing me a binder.

"Thanks…" I say wearily to the psycho assassin who is suddenly acting way too friendly.

"I miss the silence," Roman says, shaking his head.

"She said like, three words since I got here," I complain loudly.

"That's usually what she says in a whole day," Roman explains.

I open the folder and come face-to-face with photos, sighting reports, and itineraries of my two targets: 'Mercury and Emerald.'

"Why are you looking for them?" Roman asks, lighting a cigar indoors like the asshole he is.

"I want to give them both second chances."

Roman freezes, jaw slack. Neo ignores the whole conversation, purring and rubbing against my side like a needy cat.

"Did you have a stroke?" he shouts, dropping his lighter. "Why the hell would you do that?"

"Mercury grew up being abused by his father and Emerald was gaslit to hell by Cinder," I say, staring at their hideout and the mugshot of Tusk, the Faunus they killed for quitting the White Fang.

"By the Brothers, you are an idealistic fool," he says, shaking his head in disapproval.

"I am an idealist, maybe even a fool, but its not wrong to believe that if a person really wants to change and redeem herself, she should get that chance."

Roman stares at me with wide eyes for a few seconds. His face shifts and something like guilt flashes across it as he looks down.

"So you're telling me that if someone truly wants to change, you would give them a second chance no matter what crime they committed?" Roman asks, curious, trying to hide the hopeful tone in his voice.

"I'm not perfect and I admit my patience has limits, like if someone messes with kids, he should get thrown into a wood shipper," I say, nodding. "Feet first."

"Okay, I can agree with that," Roman nods. "But what about me? How can you treat me so badly even after I switched sides?"

I raise an eyebrow at his statement.

"Don't get me wrong, Roman, I treat you with the same energy you treat everyone else," I start explaining to the thief. "And you made a deal with me asking for protection."

"And what's the problem with that? Besides switching sides, I offered you something in return," Roman complains. "That should give me extra credit with your second-chance policy."

A big smile spreads across my face. I'm not sure if Roman is just bitching because I'm being hard on him or if he actually wants a real second chance to turn his life around, not just survive on the edges.

"Well, Roman, you need to answer two things first," I say, getting both Roman's and Neo's full attention.

The thief and the assassin lean forward on their cheap chairs, silent.

"Do you actually 'want' a second chance?" I ask, dead serious.

The thief blinks, confused.

"So far you've only acted like an opportunistic coward jumping sides to survive," I explain, staring straight into his eyes. "You never told me you wanted a shot at a normal life outside the law."

"I guess I never did say that," Roman realizes aloud.

"And the second one," I say, standing up and walking over to him. "Do you really regret the bad things you did?"

He looks up at me dumbfounded, opens his mouth, then closes it fast without speaking, hesitating.

"If you want a second chance and you're actually sorry for the crap you pulled, I'm willing to help you redeem yourself, Roman," I say, putting my hand on his shoulder.

"I don't know what to say," the thief says, standing up and carefully moving my hand off his shoulder. "You gave me a lot to think about, Blondie."

"For now I'll keep protecting you like I promised," I tell him seriously, sounding confident. "And when I'm done with Cinder, I'll give you and Neo a week's headstart to disappear."

"Seriously?" Roman asks, not believing it. "You'd do that for me and Neo?"

"I'll even throw some more Lien your way to help."

The thief grins, excited at the thought of getting away clean with cash in his pocket, but I raise a hand to stop him.

"But remember, the second chance is an option for you," I say, turning to the ice-cream-haired assassin sitting beside me, "and for you too, Neo."

The little girl stares up at me with big hopeful eyes but stays quiet.

"That's easier said than done, kid. It's like they say," Roman sighs tiredly. "'A Grimm may change its bone mask, but not its nature', and my old favorite, 'once a thief, always a thief.'"

"That's just an excuse for cowards and lazy bastards," I snap back, frowning in anger.

"That's easy to say when you never had real hardships in your life," Roman retorts with a shrug.

"Hell no!" I raise my voice, blood boiling. "I won't play in your pity Olympics, Roman. You can change if you want to."

"And I'm telling you it's not that easy, pal," he barks back, frustration thick in his voice. "If I actually want this precious second chance of yours, what kind of guarantee can you give me? How do you make sure I won't just get tossed in prison or executed in the public square?"

"I am your guarantee!" I answer, crossing my arms.

Roman and Neo stare at me stunned, letting the weight of what I just said sink in.

"You'd risk your good name, reputation, and life for the two of us?" Roman asks.

"Yes!" I answer firmly.

"You really are an idealistic fool," Roman mutters.

"And like I told you. Idealistic, yes, but not a fool. And you know what?" I say, grabbing my Scroll and firing off some texts. "I was going to handle this mission with Mercury and Emerald alone, but now you two just got drafted into it."

"Wait, what?!" Roman stammers, confused.


[#*#*# Chapter End #*#*#]
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COMMENTS:

[?]Gur40:
Em going to be a bigger problem then Mercury because end of the day a breaking speech is going to be needed to deal with Emeralds delusion that Cinder cares about her hell i've read a pretty good one that had Emerald get told she was better off in the gutter then in the hands of a psych like Cinder

Mercury has 3 points that would shut down his side

1 is he even getting paid as a killer for hire?

2 is he like Tyrian in canon said a broken boy clinging to violence as the only thing he can seek comfort and familiarity and

3 if the apocalyptic death cult wins what happens next, outside of dying

[=]Avip: Between Mercury and Emerald, I think Mercury truly is easy to sway. Offer him a better deal, not limited to money, and he may change sides. Emerald on the other hand...




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[Point of View: Emerald Sustrai]
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"I hate my life…" I mutter, walking under the cold drizzle.

I head back to the hideout carrying a heavy bag of groceries. Even with my hoodie shielding me, my body trembles from the icy dampness. The only reason I don't get sick is my Aura protection.

Wandering through the maze of streets in the poorest neighborhood on the far edge of Vale, I can't stop thinking about how the last four weeks have been completely insane.

Cinder's plans looked like they were running perfectly at the start of the four Huntsmen Academy school year, but everything went to shit with Lionheart's arrest. That cowardly director was one of our most important assets to keep mine, Cinder's, and Mercury's identities safe.

I figured that without him the risk of us getting exposed would skyrocket, but just like I expected, Cinder brilliantly predicted the problem was way bigger than that. Lionheart didn't just slip up and get caught, someone investigated him and blew the lid off his plan to assassinate every Huntsman and Huntress in Mistral just to suck up to Salem.

Unfortunately, even Cinder couldn't figure out who the hell was behind Lionheart's arrest. The guy has to be a real mastermind, an intellect that only shows up once every thousand years to outsmart Cinder like that.

After Lionheart got locked up, we ditched the school and went into hiding to regroup. Our whole plan relied on us posing as Haven students at Beacon so we could access the CCTS, hack the tower, and take control of Vale's communication systems.

Luckily we have Cinder as our leader. She was already planning to crash the Beacon Dance, but before she even finished mapping out that phase, we got the message that all of Arthur Watts' contacts had been arrested, every backdoor he used was sealed, and the system got upgraded with countermeasures against the Black Queen computer virus Cinder was going to use to hack the tower.

That one stung. The entire plan was already in ruins, but to make it worse, Roman Torchwick had just fucking vanished without a trace, his contacts unable to reach him, ghosting us completely.

After that, Cinder allied herself with Adam and told me and Mercury to keep our heads down… and that was already a week ago.

The second I reach the reinforced door I sigh, exhausted, shifting the grocery bags in my arms so I can free one hand to knock.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

The sound echoes off the metal for a few seconds, but nothing happens.

"That idiot," I whisper, frustrated, and knock again. "He knew I was coming."

KNOCK! KNOCK!

Seconds stretch into minutes until I finally hear locks being turned. The door swings open, revealing Mercury's dumb face.

"You came back!" he says in a fake happy tone. "And you really brought the milk."

"Fuck you," I grunt, shoving the bags into his chest. "I bought it, you put it away."

I push past him fast, heading straight for my charging Scroll. I yank the device out of the plug, feeling hopeful.

"Please, please, please," I whisper, unlocking it, but there's no new message alert. "No…" I mutter in despair.

I sit on my bed, cold, hopeless, taking hold of me.

"You should give up already!" Mercury shouts from the kitchen in our tiny apartment. "She put us on the sidelines, she probably forgot we exist."

Am I alone again? Have I been discarded like trash by the only person in the world who ever truly cared about me?

Furiously I stand opening my mouth to snap back, but nothing comes out. I close it and look down, disappointed, knowing that he is right.

I sit on the bed, hugging my knees. My chest twists with pain while I fight to hold back the tears threatening to spill.

"I finally found someone who actually cared about me," I whisper to myself. "I did everything for her… why did she abandon me?"

I drown in my own self-pity, ready to spend the rest of the day rotting in bed, when a male voice that definitely isn't Mercury calls out from the kitchen.

"Do you have strawberry milk?" asks a familiar voice. "It's my new guilty pleasure, for poor people."

"Roman?!" Mercury blurts. "You got a lot of fucking nerve showing your face here."

My eyes widen at the possibility that Roman Torchwick is actually here. Maybe he brought news or a new plan from Cinder. But if he really is a traitor, we can capture him and hand him over to her.

"I missed you too, boy," Roman laughs in his typical sarcastic tone. "Here's a present."

I get up from the bed and head to the kitchen.

"What the hell is this?" Mercury asks before I even get there.

"It's an EMP grenade, pin already pulled, of course," Roman says in his fake regal voice.

The moment I step into the kitchen I see Mercury holding the little device. It discharges energy in a small pulse around him. The magnetic wave fries our microwave, the fridge, and, most importantly, Mercury's mechanical legs. He drops like a sack of bricks.

THUMP!

"Motherfucker!" Mercury grunts, flopping on the floor. "I KILL YOU!"

I dash toward his attacker, who is casually drinking the carton of milk I just bought.

"Hey there, green!" she says with a little bow. "No strawberry milk, got any cocoa for this?"

"Traitor!" I roar, drawing my blades and leaping at him.

Halfway through the air, reality solidifies and shatters.

CRASH!

"Wha-?" I blurt, confused, as the illusion drops and reveals what was hidden under Neopolitan's Illusion Semblance.

Roman is standing farther back, near the door. Where I thought Roman was standing is actually Neo beside a tall, broad-shouldered figure completely covered in white high-tech armor with golden accents and a glowing circle of light on his chest.

"I'll take it from here," he says menacingly, stepping toward me, one arm reaching for me.

Neo purrs, grinning with pure delight, as the giant in white armor grabs me by the throat.

He seems immovable like a mountain. His grip is iron-tight. My blades clatter against his armor while I kick and struggle, but I'd have better luck flipping an Atlesian Paladin than trying to move this weirdly resilient armor.

With my blades useless against his armor, my strength meaningless I would be trembling in fear if this idiot weren't so close that my hallucination Semblance can actually work. Even sealed inside full-body power armor, he's helpless against my power.

With a flicker of my Aura I seize control of the sensory-processing part of his brain quickly manipulating what he sees.

'If Neo looks endearing to this guy, let's make him think I'm her and she's me.' I think grinning

His grip falters for a second. A victorious smile spreads across my face, but instead of letting go he pulls out a strange golden ring and slaps it onto my neck.

SLAP!

"Sucks for you that Neo gets on that shit," he grunts, dropping me to the floor.

With brute strength alone he disarms me, grabbing and tossing my knives far from me. Before I can even ask what the hell that is, a jolt from the collar shoots through every nerve ending straight to my brain. It doesn't hurt, but I feel strangely drained.

I try to influence him, but it's in vain, my Aura and Semblance don't react to me for some reason.

"Watch her, Neo," the white-armored giant orders. "I'll handle Mercury."

The mute steps closer, a mocking grin on her face.

"So that's your new owner?" I grumble, watching the armored man snap the same collar around Mercury's neck while he flails on the floor. "Didn't know your life goal was to be a trained bitch."

Neo's smile vanishes, replaced by an icy glare.

"So is he rich or-." I try to taunt, but Neo cuts me off with a swing of her umbrella, slicing my left cheek open.

SLASH!

"You psycho dwarf!" I yelp, slapping a hand to my cheek. My eyes widen when I feel something hot and wet. "Blood?" I mutter in shock. "That's impossible, my Aura wasn't even shattered. I shouldn't be bleeding… unless…"

I touch the cut. The blood on my fingers proves my Aura got shut off without being shattered, maybe that's how he disabled my Semblance too.

"Who the hell is he?" I mutter, stunned.

"My new daddy," moans a feminine voice right beside me.

I turn my head. My jaw drops when I realize it's Neopolitan, the supposedly mute assassin, who just spoke.

"You can talk?" I ask, confused.

She just giggles silently at me, not bothering to answer, and turns toward the armored man dragging Mercury by the shirt.

"I've got the cripple," he says, holding Mercury up like a prize fish he just caught.

"Hey!" Mercury snaps.

"It's a jerk move on my part, I admit," the armored man says in a carefree tone. "But you're an assassin, so shut your cripple ass!"

He tosses Mercury beside me while Roman strolls into the kitchen, swinging his cane lazily and still drinking the stolen milk.

"So what now, boss?" the ginger thief asks. "Torture? Gonna use some weird mind-altering gizmo?"

"No, Roman," the armored man says, shaking his head. "Mind control is not a shortcut I am willing to take."

He steps forward, towering over both me and Mercury, his presence overwhelming.

He kneels down, staring straight into my eyes through the visor that hides his face. "We're gonna have a sincere conversation."

…

"What?!" me, Mercury, Roman, and Neo all yell at the same time.


[Point of View: Jaune Arc]
​

The first part of my plan, the capture of Emerald and Mercury, is complete, just according to keikaku.

Both of them glare up at me from the floor, furious. Even with inhibitor collars locked around their necks and their hands cuffed, they still look ready to fight their way out.

Mercury was kinda easy to prepare. He got skills for sure, but no Semblance, and one EMP grenade from my COD was all it took to drop him.

Emerald, on the other hand, was a problem to plan. Her Semblance was the biggest threat to this whole operation. Lucky me Jaune Arc is still under the radar of Cinder and Salem, so my best defenses against her were my unknown identity, as she had fewer ways to manipulate my emotions with her tricks. The other is the second consciousness linked to my brain that can warn me if I'm being controlled.

"First things first, my name is..." I start to introduce myself, just to draw off as I forgot to choose a fake name before coming.

Lucky me, Church whispers the name I already used in my mind.

{{Colonel Trautman,}} he adds.

"Colonel Trautman," I say, keeping my tone steady.

The green-haired girl scowls at me. "White armor, imperialist attitude like you own the whole damn world," Emerald starts, her voice dripping with disgust. "Probably an Atlas soldier, Ironwood's trained attack dog, I bet."

"Not really an insult coming from Cinder's lap dog." I reply.

The green haired girl gasps as Mercury laughs his ass off, almost cathartically.

Emerald's cheeks flush bright red with embarrassment.

"The fuck do you want with us?" she snaps, turning her face away.

I sigh, already tired, knowing this is going to be a long conversation. "Better take a shortcut," I mutter, activating my Semblance.

A golden cloud swirls around my hand, temporarily forming the same truth ray from Kim Possible that I used on Ilia. Same limitations as before, it only works for three questions, then the target returns to normal and becomes immune for an hour. That way I don't burn through my Aura. [Avip note: chapter 27]

"What's that supposed to be?" Roman asks, one ginger eyebrow raised.

"Truth ray," I answer like it's the most normal thing in the world.

"Really?" Roman chuckles, barely holding in a laugh. "What's next, a freezing gun? How about a huuuuge stink bomb so we can conquer the world, mister cartoon evil scientist?" He can't contain it anymore and bursts out laughing, slapping his knee.

I deadpan him for half a second, then my serious face melts into an evil grin as an idea hits me.

"Thank you for volunteering yourself, Roman," I mutter, pointing the truth ray at him.

The thief throws his hands up in surrender. "Now wait just a minute-."

ZAP!

Roman clamps both hands over his mouth, eyes wide with panic.

"Now, Roman Torchwick," I say in a slow, condescending tone, "are you planning on betraying me?"

He swallows hard, then rips his hands away and starts singing like a canary.

"Betraying? No. Abandoning if I need to? Yes," Roman blurts without any filter. "Cinder's a crazy bitch, and the fact I ghosted her is already enough for her to burn me alive the second she sees me again. You, on the other hand, are way more reasonable and have a decent shot at beating her for good." His eyebrows shoot up in surprise at his own words.

Roman's shock makes sense. The truth ray doesn't just stop people from lying, it shuts down every brain inhibitor so people can't hold anything back.

I keep grinning as I lower the weapon and turn to Emerald and Mercury. "What do you think about that?" I ask, chuckling.

"That could've been rehearsed," Emerald spits, her conviction rock-solid. "Roman's not only a compulsive liar, he's a first-class drama queen actor."

"Well thank you, greenie," Roman replies sarcastically. "That was as offensive as it was flattering."

I shake my head and start thinking of the next question, but Neo beats me to it. "Did you eat my last pint of vanilla cherry Atlesian ice cream I was saving for later?"

Everyone in the room, even Mercury and Emerald, stares at Roman curiously. Even though he sounds terrified, he answers without hesitation.

"I destroyed your ice cream while I was watching my secret Vacuo trashy telenovela that I love."

Neo takes a furious step toward him, ready to attack. To stop the little psycho I summon my Semblance again.


[Multiverse Crafting System]

What would you like to make?

Magic: 92,125 Points

Aura: 75%

[Multiverse Crafting System]
​

With a mental command I craft a pint of dulce de leche Häagen-Dazs for 5 MP.

"Its one of my favorits, but I can make other flavor if you don't like," I say, tossing the ice cream to Neo. "Have fun."

The tiny terror catches it. Her eyes go wide as she stares at the icecream, frozen in shock.

"Next question, Roman," I say, turning back to the thief. "I know you've got escape contingencies plans to survive, and that's fine with me. But what I really want to know is, what do you truly want more than anything right now? What's your actual priority?"

Roman stares at me, confused for a few seconds while he processes the full weight of the question. Then his face clears and the truth pours out with zero filter.

"Neo's survival," he says, deadly serious, expression locked in determination. It doesn't even sound like the ray forced it, it sounds more like an oath. "Money, fancy cars, luxury dinners, mansions, penthouses, the thrill of a heist… those are some of my greatest motivators. But Neo's survival and happiness… that's my real top priority."

Neo looks up from the ice cream, staring at Roman in stunned silence. The whole room goes dead quiet. Nobody dares miss a single second of what Vale's greatest thief has been hiding inside his heart.

"I'm grateful for your help, and I even appreciate the redemption chance you're offering. But I'd cut your throat without a second thought. I'd rip your chest open and tear out your heart to hand it to that bitch Cinder if it meant saving this psychotic little gremlin."

Neo presses a hand to her lips, trying to hide her reaction, but the tears in her eyes give her away completely. Even I'd feel moved if the threat hadn't been so graphically aimed at me.

"Thank you, Roman," I say, nodding to him.

"Hmph!" the thief grunts, annoyed. "Not like I had any choice with that pretty little ray of yours."

"Still grateful," I reply, turning back to Emerald and Mercury. "Now it's your turn."

"Why are you doing this?" Emerald asks, genuinely confused. "Why don't you just arrest us or drag us to Ozpin?"

"Well." I grin, unlocking my helmet, when I finesse taking it off I answer, staring at the green haired girl. "I'm trying to force your redemption arc."


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