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A Gamers New Game Plus by The Dark Wolf Shiro
Anime X-overs & RWBY Xover Rated: M, English, Supernatural & Adventure, Words: 306k+, Favs: 4k+, Follows: 4k+, Published: Sep 19, 2019 Updated: Nov 24, 2021
2,228Chapter 7: Cats and Clubs
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Chapter 07 : Cats and Clubs
Adding the other cards to my collection, I frown in thought.
They all give minor bonuses, Lie Ren gives a 1% bonus damage to automatic pistols, Trifa gives 1% bonus damage when ambushing targets, Zwei increased my sense of smell by 1%.
Except for the Beowolf, that one adds Beowolfs to the Grimm Lord Summon Skill. I don't have the Grimm Lord class, but now I know that it exists and I know how to unlock it.
I just have to get all ten Grimm Cards, that's all. There's twenty-five total.
Then I can summon and control the Grimm themselves. As I side note, adding them to the collection has let me see them on the map and there are hundreds of thousands, if not millions of them.
I'm starting to see why the kingdoms focus on producing Hunters so much. That's just one kind of Grimm, and there are countless numbers of them pretty much everywhere I check on the map.
Still, that's for tomorrow, I really am exhausted. Bed time for me I think.
- Next Day -
I've taken a trip back to my apartment to grab all my stuff, most of it is replaceable of course, but things like my Familiar Egg aren't so easily left behind.
I still don't know how to hatch it, so I've put it on a pillow in my bedroom. I think I'm just playing the waiting game for it to hatch.
Still, I could use more clothes. I have a small collection but most of my wardrobes are empty.
Which is why this is happening.
"Here, try this one on! And then this one." Weiss says passing me some more shirts and trousers. I'm killing two birds with one stone today, I need to do some shopping and Weiss wants to spend time with me.
Neo has decided to spend today preparing for the strip-club's opening, she's very excited, and she's enlisted the twins to help her start hiring staff and making arrangements for stock to be delivered. Willow has joined in as well, I think Neo convinced her it would make me happy.
Unsurprisingly, Willow is a pretty amazing business woman, it took her about half an hour to arrange for the club to be stocked with drinks at a discount, the Schnee name is powerful indeed.
"Will do, thanks for the help today, I've never been good at clothes shopping." I say easily making her beam at me. Weiss is easy, she just wants approval, nothing more. A few compliments and thanks have her following me around like a lost puppy.
"Of course, I'm happy to help. Still, you seem to pull off every outfit you wear, I'm almost jealous," she says with a slight blush, her Rep Perk paying off already.
"I guess good looks run in our family," I say with a smirk as her blush deepens, even as she sticks her nose up slightly.
"Naturally, we're practically nobles, royalty even, it's only right that we would be better looking than other people," she says smugly.
Yeah, she's easy. Play into her pride, give her the approval she craves, and she'll do anything for you.
- Jacques Schnee -
Sitting in the Atlesian prison cell he scowled in anger, some bastard survives and everything goes to shit.
His secretary was an idiot, leaving a trail when he placed the bounty on the little shit's head, why would some assassin even care if he was trying to have some nobody killed?
Still, as uncomfortable as the cell his beloved daughter had thrown him in was, it was probably the safest place for him. Someone clearly wanted him dead and the moment his wife found out he tried to have her bastard son killed, she'd no doubt want him dead as well.
It wouldn't surprise him if he already had a price on his head, the crazy bitch would probably find it funny.
Still, he'd survive and get out of this place. His secretary would take the fall for the attempted assassination, he had enough dirt on him to make sure that would happen. They would have to let him out eventually when they failed to find evidence of his crimes.
His daughter had been questioning him about his 'poor management' of the SDC, which was proof that she wasn't cut out for the position of CEO, of course the company was rife with corruption, he'd made sure of it.
How else would he manage to funnel billions of Lien away into private accounts? His daughter was naively dismissing and punishing people he'd used as fall guys, not realising that they were just his tools.
Which was wonderful since while his wife might be crazy, she wasn't stupid, if she pulled herself away from her son long enough to run the business herself she'd notice the trails of evidence leading back to him, and then he'd be back in this cell for embezzlement.
Better that Winter went and accidentally destroyed those trails in her crackdown on corruption.
Once he was out of here, he would leave Atlas for a while, find a new place to lay low for a while before he made his move. Willow would pay for all this, why was everyone treating him like the villain?
She's the one who cheated on him, despite their arranged marriage he'd really tried to make it work, he'd been faithful, even loving.
But Willow had hated him from day one. Bitter her parents had 'stolen her freedom away', and blaming him even though he'd not been happy to be stuck married to a stranger either.
She wouldn't let him even touch her, Winter was only born because he got her black-out drunk and did what he had to do while she was passed out, both their families were constantly scolding him for not getting her pregnant after all.
Finding her in their bed with the drunken Hunter he'd hired to deal with a large Grimm that had moved into one of their dust mines was the last straw for him.
So he stopped trying at all, and while she fell into her drunken depression over her sons 'death' he took over, stealing as much as he could while he ran the company into the ground.
He always figured Willow would come out of her slump and catch on eventually, and he'd made plans to flee with his ill-gotten gains when she did.
But then months of depression turned to years, and he'd gotten lazy and lost his caution. While she was too drunk to resist, or perhaps just too drunk to care, he'd gotten her pregnant again in the hopes of getting a son, Winter reminded him too much of Willow for him to care about her, as did Weiss.
Of course Whitley turned out to be a little shit as well, so he'd decided that there was clearly something wrong with the Schnee bloodline, once he got out of Atlas he'd find a new wife so he could have an heir he could actually care about.
He just had to wait out his imprisonment, then he could get out of Atlas and start plotting, Willow would pay and the best way he could think about hurting her was through her beloved son.
- Shiro -
Giving Weiss a tight hug, I smirk at her blush.
"Thanks for all your help today, little sister. I really appreciate it," I say easily making her beam up at me. It's been nice, we did some shopping and we stopped at an upscale restaurant for lunch.
"It was my pleasure, I want to spend as much time getting to know you before I head to Beacon." she says happily.
"My little sister, the Huntress." I say ruffling her hair making her pout cutely at me. "Even after you go to Beacon, it's not that far from Vale, I'll come visit you. Besides, we have all the time in the world to spend together so don't worry about it." I say giving her a light kiss on the forehead making her blush deepen.
"I-yes, exactly. Y-you have things to do, so I'll leave you to it, Brother. I-we'll do this again." she stutters as she promptly runs away.
She's easily flustered.
But she isn't wrong, I do have things to do.
Heading into the tower, I stretch as I prepare for the work I have ahead of me. I've spent a considerable amount of Lien on materials so I can put my Engineering skills to work, to be specific, I want to build some machine servants.
Neo is busy at work preparing for the Nightclub and Strip-club opening, apparently she's already lining up interviews with the Twins and Willow's help. I've basically given them free reign to go wild on the recruitment, the real benefit of the clubs is the information I can steal from the patrons, the more popular the club gets, the more data I have access to.
Plus, once my Mind-Influencing tech is up I can start messing with all my customer's minds, even if it's something small like 'Buy more drinks'.
Heading straight into the workshop, I lace my fingers together and stretch before I get to work with a wide grin. Soon the piles of metal and wiring will be my machine army.
Letting out a slightly mad cackle I cover my mouth, let's try and avoid any acts that make me seem like a mad scientist.
I'm not mad, I just like robots.
- Later -
Cackling to myself as my five robot snipers line up in front of me, each clutching a silver rifle in their hands.
I've been careful this time, I have an alarm that goes off every hour to alert me to the passage of time, but this? This took me three hours, once I activate the skill my hands just go into auto-pilot, building whatever I want in no time at all.
The start of my machine army, five Machina Snipers.
It's not much, but it's still a start. I also built five Sonic Jammers, the small fly shaped machines can jam technology around them so I thought they might be interesting to use.
But the most important creation I've made is this.
Looking over the sleek black metal with white and red racing stripes along it I have to hold in another cackle.
I have a hover-bike, it has a top speed of 250 Miles per hour, it never needs gas, oh and it can fly. Screw Gravity, I am bound by your laws no more!
Naturally the first thing I have to do is take it for a ride, right? I could make more Machines, but really why make them if I'm not going to use them?
Putting the F.A. Hang on Mach in the freight elevator, I grin. Here's hoping the streets are empty but hey, even if they aren't I can just use the skies.
Still, the colour scheme isn't quite right, I can fix that.
- Yang -
Riding Bumblebee through the streets of Vale, she frowned.
She was many things, Sexy, Badass, Independent but she was also impulsive and she wasn't patient.
Which is why she barely bothered on making a real plan to meet her cousin. She just set out after realising that Drunkle Qrow didn't seem to be in a rush to meet his son.
Instead Qrow had vanished off the face of Remnant, leaving no message over where he was going.
So she'd taken things into her own hands, she'd managed to find some information Qrow had gathered on her cousin, mostly his home address which was abandoned now since Shiro had apparently moved away.
So where was he?
Apparently just showing up at his home without any warning wasn't the best plan. Tch, why was it that she seemed to be cursed to not find family members she was looking for?
As she sped down the road, she was passed by a man on a hover-bike? It didn't even have wheels as it swerved through traffic with ease.
Well, she could use some stress relief. Smirking beneath her yellow helmet, she sped up as she caught up with the driver at a stop light, stopping by his side.
Looking over at him she revved her engine a couple of times, she couldn't see his face under the white helmet he was wearing, he did seem to like white since he was wearing all white biker leathers, white leather jacket, white leather trousers, even his Bike was White with an Icy Blue strip.
As he revved his high-tech sounding engine, she grinned. No words were needed. Still, they needed a destination.
"First to the bridge to the residential district?" she asked with a smirk, they were in the more upper class area at the moment, to get to the residential district they'd have to race through the entire commercial district.
"You're on hot stuff, try not to get arrested before I can rub my victory in your face," he said with a laugh making her smirk at him.
"Try to keep up but don't worry, I won't think any less of you after you lose," she drawled as she watched the lights turn from red to amber.
"Somehow, I don't think that'll be a problem," he said, turning back to the road.
As the lights turned green, they both set off shooting across the road. The roar of her engine drowning out the hum of his high-tech bike.
Immediately, she started to fall behind, making her frown, Bumblebee was a masterpiece, it was her baby but in comparison to her opponent's bike it fell behind in terms of acceleration.
Handling as well, watching her opponent glide around the corner with ease, barley slowing down as he did. She had to slow down to stop herself from crashing into the wall, while he barely let go of the acceleration as he turned.
Trying to keep up she scowled as he looked back at her, giving a mocking wave. Speeding up again she frowned in concentration. Her and Bumblebee wouldn't lose.
As she watched the hover-bike take off flying over the traffic she froze.
Well that was just cheating.
- Later -
He was toying with her, she'd realised that.
He wasn't actually that good at driving, she'd noticed that after a while. He was inexperienced and if they both had the same ride then she would have left him in the dust, but she had to admit, Bumblebee couldn't keep up with the Hover-bike.
Seeing the traffic ahead, she scowled as her opponent simply flew into the air going over them without a care as she had to slow down to weave through them.
She could see the bridge already, but she had no way of keeping up as her rival flew over the water instead of using the road, having the sky to himself, no traffic up there.
Watching him land on the bridge, pulling up and dismounting as he rested against his bike with his arms crossed.
Pulling up next to him, dismounted with a scowl with she quickly suppressed. She lost, no need to be a dick about it. No one liked a sore loser.
Taking her helmet off she strutted towards him, even if she lost she could still win a small victory if she could embarrass him with some harmless flirting. A tiny revenge.
Watching him take him helmet of she nodded in approval, that was one check-mark in the potential boyfriend column.
She had a problem, mostly a really overprotective dad who chased away all the boys she was interested in. He caught with an older teen when she was sixteen, and since then he'd made it his mission in life to cock-block her. She was only wearing a thong and was jerking him off while he played with her tits, something her dad did not approve of.
Since then any attempt to get some action had ended in tragedy. She was adventurous, flirty and a complete virgin. The furthest she'd ever gotten was some groping and handjobs that always got interrupted before she was finished.
Either her father would burst in chasing the guy off, her uncle would interrupt seemingly just for his own amusement, or Ruby would stumble on them and she'd have to quickly make up excuses to not scar the innocent girl.
One time she snuck into a forest with her boyfriend, and just as she was about to go down on him, Zwei showed up, bit her boyfriend and stole his scroll making him chase after the dog and leave her half-naked in a forest alone.
Seriously, it was like she'd inherited her uncle's bad luck when she was trying to get some action. Still, she wasn't easy. She could easily lose her virginity just by going to a club and getting drunk, but she had no intention of putting it out for a stranger.
She wanted a boyfriend (or a girlfriend, she wasn't that picky), not a fuck-buddy, and she had standards. If she just wanted to get laid she would have and no-one would have been able to stop her. She wanted to lose her virginity to someone she could see herself in a lasting relationship with, not till death do us part or anything but someone she could see herself spending at least a few years with.
She had a few tests for any of her potential boyfriends to pass, nice simple ones.
One, be good looking. It was vain but anyone who said they wanted to date someone ugly was lying. Two, don't be a dick. Nice and simple right? No one wants to date an asshole. Three, and the most important one. Pass the Ruby Test.
Anyone she was dating had to get along with Ruby if she was going to get serious with them, and that was the hardest test. Family was a massive part of her life after all, and Ruby was an acquired taste. Her weapon obsession mixed with her inability to socialise really made it hard for her to deal with people, most of her boyfriends lost their patience with her which got them kicked straight to the curb.
If they couldn't get along with Ruby, she wanted nothing to do with them. She'd give them a pass for not getting along with her father or uncle, her father would sooner feed her boyfriends to a pack of Beowolfs than get along with them, and Drunkle Qrow was an asshole, not to her but just in general, he enjoyed being a dick.
Walking up to him she leaned forwards, putting her hands on his bike at each side of him as she smirked up at him.
"Fine, hot stuff, you won. Want a prize?" she asked flirtatiously, she might not be willing to put out to just anyone, but she wasn't shy either.
"Oh? What did I win?" he asked in amusement, smirking right back at her. He had a great view of her cleavage in her little crop top, but he kept his eyes on her face after a quick glance downwards. She was expecting him to be embarrassed by now.
"Hmm, let's just go with this." she said quickly moving up and capturing his lips with her own, she felt his tongue immediately slide into her mouth as one of his hands wrapped around her waist coming to rest on her ass.
Straightening up, she pressed her exceptional chest against his, she opened her mouth wider, fighting his tongue for dominance.
After a moment she broke the kiss, hiding her surprise at how unphased he was, not even a single blush.
Passing him her scroll number, she smirked at him.
"Yang Xiao Long's the name, remember it, you'll be screaming it later," she said cockily making him laugh.
"Will I now? I'm Shiro, Shiro Eis. It's a pleasure to meet you Yang," he said in amusement as her eyes shot open, her mind racing even as he gave her ass another squeeze.
"I don't suppose there's another Shiro Eis in Vale is there?" she asked after a moment making him look at her in confusion.
"Err, no? I don't think so at least,"
"Ahh, thought as much. I was kinda looking for you. Hi, I'm err... your cousin? My uncle Qrow is your father, right?" she asked with a deep blush as she realised that she'd just made out with her cousin, hell of a way to say hello.
"He is, didn't know I had a cousin," he said in amusement. "So, you must really love family huh?" he asked with a smirk making her scowl at him.
"I don't suppose we can forget about that whole thing?" she asked reluctantly, her eyes widening as he gave her ass another squeeze.
"I think you're pretty unforgettable. Besides, this was a pretty good first meeting," he said easily making her blush.
Despite knowing that it was wrong, she found herself leaning into him just a bit more, if he didn't see a problem with it why should she?
Honestly he was one of the better choices so far, did she really want to let something like a blood-relation get in her way? Thinking harder she smirked, her father wouldn't see anything wrong with her spending time with her cousin in private.
"I guess you're right, who could forget me?" she asked with a smirk. "In all seriousness, I am glad I found you, I went to your apartment but it looks like you moved out?"
"Yeah, I've moved to the penthouse above my club now, not that it's opened yet. Here, this is my new address," he said easily, texting her an address.
"You own a club? Okay, that's pretty cool. I'll have to check it out when it opens," she said, wincing as she spotted a considerable amount of missed calls from her father.
Such a helicopter parent. Maybe she shouldn't have just left without telling anyone.
"Ergh, I think I need to get home if I don't want to be grounded till the end of time. And I just found you as well," she mumbled in annoyance.
"Well, you have my number, we can meet up again later. I've got a message saying I'm needed back home anyway. When the club opens, I'll invite you over, it'll be fun," he said cheerfully, making her smile back at him.
"Definitely. Plus I need to introduce you to Ruby, she's my little sister, she's a bit dorky and shy so you better be nice to her," she warned only semi-playfully.
"Dorky huh? Sounds fun, we'll work something out," he said calmly before he leaned down and kissed her again, only briefly. "I think you and me can have a lot of fun together," he said as she backed away, despite herself she smirked back at him.
"Oh, that's guaranteed. Everything is fun while I'm around," she said trying to suppress her blush. She was Yang Xiao Long, breaker of hearts and kneecaps, she shouldn't be getting embarrassed.
As her scroll went off again she facepalmed.
"Yeah, I've gotta go before the old man comes looking for me. Beacon can't come soon enough," she muttered before she leaned forwards giving him another kiss before she broke it and strutted away, shaking her ass as she walked away.
Despite everything, she'd take this as a win.
- Skye -
Doing something as crazy as quitting her job was something she would never have even considered a few weeks ago but as Neo called her to their new tower and demanded that she leave her boring job to become a stripper, she couldn't stop herself from texting her boss and quitting on the spot.
She was a stripper, her job was to take her clothes off on stage for men to enjoy.
She would have talked with Jaune about this, but he was ghosting her for some reason, so she'd decided to just go with it.
She didn't actually know how to strip, but that was why she was in the club now, they had gotten a professional to teach the 'new girls'.
This job even paid better but that was for a simple reason, her job description was 'Erotic Dancer and stress reliever'. Neo had made it clear that she was being hired because she was good at giving head to both genders, she was Neo and Shiro's 'stress relief'.
It was so wrong and yet she couldn't argue as Neo ordered her to kneel.
- Shiro – Later -
Heading up to the penthouse I frown, the message was from Miltia asking me to come back as soon as possible, but it lacked details.
Heading into the living room, I see the twins stand up, glancing at each other before they walk towards me.
"So, you have company, a woman came here asking to speak with you, Neo stuck her in the waiting room, but first we wanted to speak with you," Miltia starts before Melanie continued.
"We've been talking and we want in," she said bluntly. "Junior is smart, but he lacks ambition, he just wants to be an information broker, with some drug dealing on the side. Basically if we stay there we'll be bodyguards and eye-candy forever. So we want in." she repeated.
"Won't this piss off junior?" I ask making them glance at each other again.
"No, we've spoken to him about it, long story short, he took us in for a favour to our mother, they have history together. I don't think he's our father but we wouldn't be surprised if he was," Miltia admits.
"I think he is, he would have tried to fuck us if he wasn't but he's not exactly the fatherly type, he's got like twenty bastards in Vale, he pays the mothers a pile of Lien for them to fuck off and not bother him. Honestly I think he's glad to be rid of us, he's pretty much exactly like the piece of shit you'd expect a crime lord to be," Melanie says making Miltia wince, looking sad for just a moment.
Someone isn't happy possible-daddy doesn't care about her, she does seem like the type to be sentimental.
"So, what exactly do you want to do here?" I ask making them focus again.
"We want to run the night-club and the casino, actually run it not just stand around looking hot to draw in more drunken idiots, we're smart, we have contacts and it'll keep you free, running a club is hard work after all," Miltia says making me frown in thought.
Realistically, what do I have to lose? If Junior isn't going to care then I have nothing to lose?
"Fine, consider me convinced, as long as you can gain profit. You can have two of the floors upstairs, no point making you run back and forth," I say seriously, if I want to get as much money as my predecessor I need everything I can get.
"We will, you won't regret this. We'll tell the old fucker that we aren't coming back and grab our stuff. Your mother is scarily efficient by the way, she's arranged almost everything you need to open up, once we get a few more staff members we'll be ready, and we'll take care of that. We know some people we can trust to do their jobs and mind their own business," Melanie says giving me a kiss before setting off, Miltia hesitates before she gives me a kiss on the cheek, her lips touching the edge of mine before she runs away to join her sister.
+20 Affection with the sisters for taking a chance on them
+50 Obedience with the sisters, they work for you now.
[The only one for them] – Miltia Malachite [50]
Your the perfect man, probably. Even if you aren't the people around you haven't realised that. Any potential romantic partner with above 25 affection will have no interest in other people. Has a lowered affect on people already in a relationship (Relationship Loyalty over 30), instead it will cause relationship loyalty to fall slightly faster.
Nice, I do like my girls being just that. Mine.
Still, I better go and see who came to see me, I wasn't expecting anyone.
- Nora -
This place was hell.
And it was entirely her fault she and Ren were trapped here, she was the one who wanted to play the hero, picking a fight with actual criminals with delusions of grandeur, thinking she was stronger than them.
And now they were paying for it.
Even now Ren was being defiled by that mad woman and her collection of toys, from her cell she could hear the sounds of him grunting as the thick plastic toy was slammed into him, or the whimpers and yelps as she took one of her whips to his back.
She was a demon, normally by the time she was finished Ren's back was a bloody mess, and he couldn't sit down even the day after.
She got an easier treatment, she'd been told that the only reason she wasn't getting a plastic dick shoved in her was because she was a virgin, and she wanted 'Shiro' to take her virginity.
Instead she was forced to go down on her tormentor, that was all. Everyday the woman returned and forced Nora to eat her out till she came all over her face.
She spat in her face the first time, then watched in horror as the demon took a large knife to Ren's body, carving him up as she forced her to watch, any time she looked away the torture intensified as punishment.
The next day she'd dropped to her knees without argument, not wanting to put Ren through that again.
Their Faunus prison-mate was different as well, instead she was just drugged over and over again, she'd seen the cat-girl perk up when the demon returned, the hunger in her eyes as she stared at the needle, the shame after she was forced to degrade herself for a dose.
Even now she was wearing a leash, normally she was walked around the cell, being made to meow and paw at the monsters leg before she got the dose. She'd said no the first time, and the demon had simply left her, no punishment or torture.
The sight of her writhing on the floor that night, scratching herself as the withdrawal symptoms kicked in was not pretty. When the demon returned the cat-girl wasn't so disobedient.
But she had a plan, her Semblance to be exact. She could power herself up from electricity, getting a super-strength boost when electrified but it wouldn't be enough, the woman was too strong, she'd beaten Ren and her with the greatest of ease.
But then she had an idea, what if she absorbed the electricity from being shocked by the collar and didn't use it?
She'd never done that before, didn't even know she could. She wasn't the sort to think ahead after all.
So every time she was electrocuted, she started stockpiling power. Once she had enough she'd be strong enough to snap the collar she was wearing and break free from her cell.
She needed an immense amount of power to smash her way out of the dungeon, she couldn't unlock the door after all, and she had to time it for when the demon wasn't here, her power-up wouldn't last long before she ran out leaving her weak and vulnerable.
Fortunately, the demon liked to shock them all on a regular basis.
For now she had to do something she had never tried before, biding her time.
- Shiro -
Sitting across from the entirely too familiar woman, I try to hide my concern, Neo is standing by with her umbrella if this goes violent.
"Is there something I can do for you Mrs..." I trail off as she glares at me with golden eyes.
"Kali Belladonna, and cut the bullshit, I can smell my daughter on her," she says gesturing at Neo who scowls at her. Yeah, I figured that would happen. Turns out terrorists have family too.
"Fine, yes your terrorist daughter is here," I say with a shrug, she isn't even that high level.
Kali Belladonna, Cougar
LVL – 60
Tier – Veteran
Faction – Kuo Kuana
Thoughts about you – Mama Kitty is pissed.
Unique Skill – None
Reputation – -40
Relationship Loyalty – 96
Being a Veteran her level is essentially double what it says she is, but that's nothing compared to Neo (who I still can't actually see the level of).
"Give her back to me, I won't tell anyone you had her, I just want my daughter back," she says angrily making me glance at Neo, smirking at her as she smirks back. We're on the same wavelength, we aren't giving back anything. Texting her something, she nods with a cruel smirk.
"No, I won't be setting the dangerous terrorist free," I say leaning back with a smirk, making Kali scowl.
"Don't be ridiculous, you're both criminals, where do you get off calling my daughter..." she trails off as the TV turns on, showing security footage of Blake fighting Juniors men, killing several.
It's fake, obviously. It's just an illusion over the TV, but Kali doesn't know that.
"Perhaps I should send this to the Vale police, they are still looking for the horrible terrorists that set off an explosion in the middle of Vale after all," I say in amusement as I lean back, watching Kali wince at the clear shot of Blake on the screen, I like the details Neo added, I can see Adam fighting Roman in the background.
"Fine, I see how it is. How much? It'll take me awhile to get the money, but how much do you want for Blake?" she asked with a sad sigh.
- Kali -
"Look around, kitty cat. Do you really think you have enough money to buy me off?" he laughed, making her wince. This tower was incredibly expensive, and in the middle of Vale down-town? She could sell everything she and Ghira owned and then sell themselves into slavery and she still wouldn't have enough money to afford a single floor of a place like this.
It probably had a price-tag with eight digits, maybe even nine. She was very rich for a Faunus, which made her slightly upper-class by human standards.
"I'm not leaving Blake in your hands, what do you want?" she asked reluctantly, watching him smirk.
"You don't really have a choice, you could attack me of course but I think my girlfriend might have a problem with that, and you don't have a weapon," he said with a laugh, making her glance at the smirking mute.
She scared her, she didn't even know why, she felt like prey when she saw the look in the younger girl's eyes.
"My husband is the chieftain of Kuo Kuana, and the leader of the White Fang is a close friend, even if you kill me this won't be the end of it," she warned, bluffing. Sienna wouldn't risk anything for a single girl, and the Vale council treated the Menagerie like an island of plague victims half the time.
As he pressed did something on his scroll the screen changed, showing Blake sitting naked in a cell, making her gasp.
"See that collar she's wearing? It's a pretty cool gadget, it means I can send a fatal amount of electricity into your daughter, killing her instantly. Sure, you could bring the White Fang, and I'd kill her before they managed to assault my fortress. Or you could set investigators on me, and I can assure you, they wouldn't find a trace of her corpse," he said coldly, pressing a button as she watched Blake grip the collar as she writhed in agony, lightning coursing her body.
"STOP! Please, I'm sorry, just stop!" she begged, watching as he smirked before letting go of the button, Blake stopping her writhing as he did.
"Don't threaten me again, even if you managed to rescue Blake, as unlikely as that is, I'd just release the video of her murdering people along with her name, is your husband so influential that he can protect her from that?" he asked making her flinch.
No, no he was not. The Vale Council would demand they hand her over, and Ghira would have to choose between refusing and badly damaging Kuo Kuana and their people, or accepting and dooming his daughter.
She didn't want to think about what would happen to an attractive Faunus girl in a Vale prison, she'd heard horror stories from White Fang women who had been busted out, it'd be kinder to leave her here.
"What do you want?" she asked again, wincing at the defeated tone to her voice.
"Why don't we make a deal? I'll release Blake, and delete the video and all you have to do is work for me for... let's say six months," he said easily, leaning back with a smirk as she stared at him.
"Six months? I can't be away that long, why would you want me working for you, what would I be doing?" she asked quickly, watching him grin.
"I'm not negotiating, take it or leave it. And what you would be doing is whatever I tell you to. I'm opening a strip club soon, and you have the Milf look going for you, so you'll be there most of the time," he said calmly with a shrug.
"Is there nothing else I can do? I'm sure I can get you more money than I'd make you stripping," she said, watching him laugh.
"No, that's my offer. Either accept or leave and never see Blake again," he said coldly making her flinch. Could she strip in some seedy club for Blake's sake?
Yes, yes she could. A mother's love is a powerful thing and there is nothing she wouldn't do for Blake.
"Can I call my husband first? I won't leave the tower," she asked reluctantly.
"Sure, just know that if you leave the tower, my offer expires," he said with an amused grin.
Leaving the room she pulled out her Scroll, calling Ghira as she tried to work out what she was going to say.
"Kali? Honey? Have you found her?!" he asked, looking excited as she winced.
"I-I have, but there's some complications," she said, explaining that Blake was in the hands of some criminals and about the video. It broke her heart to see the beaten look on his face. "I-they offered me a deal, they'll release her but I have to work for them for six months," she finished watching his eyes widen.
"Six, is there no other way? I can try to get Sienna's help," he started before she shook her head.
"No, they would kill her long before anyone could reach the top floor. Honey, I think this is the only way, I honestly think that if I decline, if I leave this place, we'll never see Blake again," she said, tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes.
"What do they want you to do?" Ghira asked after a moment, steeling himself.
"He's mentioned a strip club, I don't know how far I would have to go or what I would have to do. At best, I'd be stripping on a stage, maybe giving lap-dances, at worst? I'd be whored out. Ghira, what should I do? I can't make this decision alone," she said feeling her tears start to fall.
"We agreed that we'd do whatever it would take to get Blake back. I don't want you to do this, I want to storm that tower and end the bastards life, but that would get our daughter killed. If-if you accept, I won't hold anything that you have to do against you, I wish I could do something, anything to help," he said trailing off.
"I-It's for Blake," she agreed, making him smile sadly.
"When you're both back, I'm grounding that girl till the end of time," he said making her laugh through her tears. He always knew what to say to cheer her up.
"Thank you, I love you honey, no matter what, never forget that," she said with a smile.
"And I love you, I always will even if we can't meet in person, we will keep in touch, I can't be there for you, but I can at least try and support you," he said making her smile.
"I know, goodbye Ghira, I'll call again soon," she promised as she ended the call.
Heading back into the room, she rolled her eyes as Neo climbed out of Shiro's lap, her lipstick smudged.
"I will accept, on two conditions," she said seriously, hating the amusement on his face.
"And what would those be?" he asked with a grin.
"One, you don't touch Blake while I'm working for you and two, I want to wear a veil or a mask while I'm on the stage," she said quickly, hoping he would agree.
"Fine, I won't lay a hand on Blake without her permission, as long as you are behaving, if you disobey me then it'll be Blake that gets punished though and sure, as long as it matches your outfit," he said easily. "Now, why don't you lose the dress, I want to see what I'm buying," he ordered, leaning back and relaxing as he watched her. As she went to speak, she saw his hand resting on the control for Blake's collar, a smirk on his face.
Her arguments died in her throat as he fiddled with the buttons calmly, the message clear. Taking a deep breath, she reminded herself that this was for Blake.
This would just be the start of a long and likely humiliating six months.
Undoing her skirt, she let it fall to the ground revealing her long pale legs, taking a brief moment to remove her shoes and socks. She tried to focus on anything but the smirking asshole she was standing in front of, or the grinning woman she could see recording her.
Moving her hands quickly, she undid her top and let it fall to the floor, leaving her standing in a pair of matching black underwear, nothing sexy, she kept those for nights with Ghira.
He said to remove her dress, she wasn't taking off a single piece more than he told her to.
"Very nice, give me a spin," he said with a mocking smile, she hid her scowl as she slowly turned around. "I can see where Blake gets her ass from, maybe it's a cat faunus thing," he laughed as she hid her anger.
If he decided to hurt Blake, there really wasn't anything she could do to stop it, she could only behave and hope he had some mercy inside him. She couldn't do anything to draw his wrath onto her daughter.
"Now, you'll be giving lap-dances so I should make sure you know what you're doing, get to work," he said as he moved from the couch, sitting in a large chair and taking his shirt off, before starting at her in expectation.
Biting her tongue she moved closer climbing into his lap. She didn't particularly know what she was supposed to do, but she could make an educated guess.
Placing her hands on his bare chest she reigned in her anger as she gyrated her hips against him, she could feel his growing bulge pressing against her plain cotton panties. As she moved he reached down, undoing his trousers and pulling them down past his knees, leaving only his silk boxers covering his hard shaft.
As she kept gyrating she flinched slightly as his hands moved to her backside, groping and squeezing her covered ass while he smirked at her, daring her to complain.
She bit her tongue again, trying to take her mind off her situation.
"You're a stripper, kitty so start stripping. Lose the bra now," he said coldly making her flinch, undoing her bra quickly and tossing it away without argument, she could still see the controller for Blake's collar on the arm-rest.
As she moved her arms away she watched helplessly as one of his hands moved to her exposed breasts, gripping one carefully as he ran his finger over her nipple.
She could feel it hardening beneath his touch, but she didn't let it concern her, she was a hot-blooded woman, her body reacting to being touched was only natural. She could already feel the front of her panties starting to grow damp as her covered pussy rubbed against his shaft.
She had never given a lap-dance before, so her moves were simple, just grinding herself against him as she gyrated randomly, it wasn't that she was unused to being in a man's lap, she was in her husbands regularly.
Daily even, sometimes more. But normally by this point she'd impaled herself on Ghira's fat dick, bouncing in his lap as she rode him into the chair. But she was not going to fuck Shiro, not without him making it an order.
Realistically if he ordered her to fuck him, she could either steel her resolve and let him take her in a way that only Ghira had ever done before, or watch as her daughter was taken the same way. That was an unpleasant, but an otherwise easy choice.
There was the unfortunately likely scenario that she would spend the next six months being whored out to the seedy underbelly of Vale, just another Faunus woman selling her body, nothing out of the ordinary in a place like this but sex wasn't going to scare or break her.
She was a woman with a strong libido, one her husband satisfied several times a day. Taking a moment to think about happier things, she felt herself grow wetter at the memories of her trysts with her beloved.
Her libido had always been unusually strong, even for a Cat Faunus who were infamous for having strong sex drives, and Ghira was always willing to satisfy her, no matter the time or place.
There wasn't a room in their house, a single piece of furniture that they hadn't fucked on, even Blake's bedroom wasn't safe. Ghira had taken so many important calls while she sucked him off under his desk, so many walks had ended with them fucking in a dirty public bathroom, or even in some bushes, barely hidden, she knew half of Kuo Kuana knew what they got up to, with so many Faunus noses there how could they not?
It was common courtesy not to mention whatever your nose picked up in Kuo Kuana. Ghira was far too well respected in Kuo Kuana for their actions to get more than a disapproving scowl from some of the older generation.
She'd been fucked thousands of times, and Ghira was far bigger and likely had more stamina than any Vale scumbag, she wouldn't break. She'd do her time, and then she'd leave taking her daughter away from this place, turning this into nothing but an unpleasant memory.
"Did I tell you to stop stripping?" he asked in amusement making her sigh as she climbed from his lap, spinning around and bending over, her firm ass sticking out towards him as she slowly pulled her panties down her legs, feeling them stick to her for a second due to her wetness as she exposed her slightly dripping pussy to the asshole's eyes.
He wasn't even in the first ten to see her pussy, she and Ghira had been caught satisfying their needs so many times she couldn't really bring herself to care. Her husband's secretary walking in on her being railed over the desk, the guards in their house catching them rutting in the dining room, people taking late night walks stumbling onto them in the bushes, she'd been seen in all her glory more times than she could count.
Sitting back on his lap, facing away from him this time, she grinded her hips in a circle, holding in a moan as his still silk covered shaft brushed against her naked pussy.
"That's better, I think my strip-club won't allow clients to touch the dancers but I'm not a client am I? Make me cum, kitty cat, I don't care how," he ordered as he groped her ass.
That was good to hear, assuming she was wrong about the prostitution she could easily handle dancing for a few months, and most of the people in Vale wouldn't recognise her, maybe some council-members, but other than that no one would think the Cat Faunus shaking her ass on a stage was the wife of the Chieftain of Kuo Kuana, if she kept a veil on she'd just be mistaken for another Faunus down on her luck, maybe some Faunus would recognise her but Faunus weren't welcome in a lot of clubs, especially when the leader had history with the White Fang, as wrong as it was she kinda hoped Shiro wouldn't serve Faunus. If she could get away from her time here with just dancing and her reputation in tact she'd be overjoyed.
Still, at the very least she'd have to service her new boss. Reaching down, she undid his boxers, raising herself up before she lowered herself, letting his shaft slide between her thighs as she tightened them up.
She could feel his hot tower of meat rub against her bare pussy, spreading the lips slightly as she grinded herself along it, deliberately letting out a moan as she leaned back against him, guys like Shiro liked to think they were the biggest and best man around, and if it got him off faster she'd let him keep that delusion.
Ghira was bigger, longer, thicker. Don't get her wrong, Shiro was impressive for his age and size, but impressive wasn't enough compared to her beloved.
As she moaned she felt his dick twitch, making her smirk to herself, typical teenager, stroking his pride was almost more effective than stroking his dick.
She'd been grinding against him for a while now, even with him being covered, she doubted he would last that much longer as she leaned back and moaned right into his ear, placing a series of kisses on his cheek, deliberately avoiding his lips.
She didn't want to kiss him any more than she wanted to fuck him.
She was good in bed, her husband could confirm that, some teenager wasn't going to last with her.
Rubbing her pussy along his shaft she smirked as she felt it twitch again, before it exploded, his seed spurting onto her stomach.
Climbing out of his lap, she suppressed her smirk. If he felt insulted he could punish her or Blake.
"Will that be all?" she asked calmly, ignoring the feeling of his cum dripping down into her neatly trimmed bush.
"For now, so do you think her daughter enjoyed the show?" he asked his girlfriend with a smirk as her eyes widened, shooting to where the girl was putting away her phone with a cruel smirk.
Neo gave him a thumbs up as she smirked back, making Kali pale, they hadn't been recording her, they'd been streaming straight into her daughter's cell.
They were assholes.
As the twins she met earlier returned, clearly called here they looked over her in disinterest.
"You called boss?" the white one asked calmly.
"This is Kali, she's going to be working in the strip-club from now on, get her settled in and tomorrow take her shopping and get her a new wardrobe on my account, something sexy, her current underwear bores me," he said getting up with a stretch, one of the twins blushed and looked away, the other ran her eyes over his naked body in approval.
She supposed she could see what the girl liked, but she liked her men more muscled, and bigger than the teenager.
As she was pulled away by one of the twins, not even being allowed to pick up her dress, she sighed.
This would be a long six months.
- Jaune -
Standing before the tower he flinched at how intimidating it seemed.
He'd text Shiro to ask if he could come over, and gotten a new address.
As he entered through the garage, he took note of a van parked near the elevator, the keys just hung up on the wall. If he could get Shiro to the elevator he could put him in the van and drive him to the drop-off point. He could drive, more or less.
Okay, he'd taken like three lessons, but he could probably work it out.
He didn't want to do this, but glancing at his phone he checked the picture he had been sent again, Lemon seemed okay, but she was also naked surrounded by men ready to defile her.
Shiro was smart, he'd find a way out. Or he'd be rescued by Neo, he was a criminal so he had to have a plan for things going wrong right?
He couldn't place the life of a friend he'd just met over his baby sister, no matter how wrong it felt, checking his pocket his hand brushed against the syringe, he had to do this.
Once he had saved Lemon, he'd go back to Neo and tell her everything, he'd help as much as he could to undo his actions, but his sister came first. He'd already had a very awkward Scroll Call with his mother where she tearfully told him that Lemon was missing, and he had to try and act like he didn't know where she was, he didn't want the rest of his family getting involved in this, they might be descended from Hunters but neither his mother or any of his sisters could fight, they'd get the police involved and he couldn't see that going well.
Thankfully his mother being distraught was enough to stop her from noticing his bad acting. The police had ruled it as a Grimm attack, it wasn't that unusual to hear about someone vanishing, their mostly eaten remains being found later on, but his home was pretty safe in terms of Grimm, so no one expected it.
Going up the elevator he took a deep breath, he had to do this for Lemon.
- Shiro -
"Is it just me or is Jaune acting like the most suspicious person in the history of being suspicious?" I ask with a sigh as we watch him shift around in the elevator.
"He's been checking something in his pocket every ten seconds. Maybe he's got a wiretap? The police might be onto you already, but why would they get that idiot involved?" Melanie asks staring at Jaune as he fiddles with whatever is in his pocket for the twentieth time. "Want us to go and question him, bet he'll fold in a second," she asks.
"Nah, let's fuck with him instead," I say with a smirk. "If he's betrayed me I'm going to make him suffer. Neo, care to help out?" I ask making her grin at me.
- Ironwood -
Was he seeing things?
No, he'd checked it for falsifications, the video was real and besides he'd seen several other videos showing the same thing.
Who in the right mind would A. Build a Hover-bike, something that should be impossible with modern technology according to his scientists who'd been gushing over the videos while they ranted about anti-gravity dust and propulsion devices, their techno babble making his head hurt and B. use it in an illegal street race though Vale?
That said, the driver was both incredibly smart and just as incredibly reckless. He could already picture the uses of a personal vehicle that could go that fast and fly over any terrain, preferably in a troop transport vehicle to move Hunters where they were needed faster than the Bullhead's could.
He'd have to send someone to look into possibly recruiting the inventor, or buying the technology.
Still, right now he had bigger problems.
Not least of which was what the fuck was with this Beowolf? They'd killed it, at great cost and risk, and the black mist had simply floated into the sky before it possessed another Beowolf, and then they had to start the whole process again.
Their best guess was that it was some kind of Grimm Parasite that took over another Grimm, making it far stronger and more intelligent.
They'd managed to capture it without killing it, it had cost them a small army of mechs, eleven hunters and six Atlesian Specialists, but they had the bastard locked up in a cell made just for it, it's arms and legs bound with the most secure chains they could make.
Ozpin had visited, claiming that he could sense magic in the beast. That opened up an entirely new set of problems. Salem was experimenting, making new Grimm types that were imbued with magic and he'd already seen how horrifyingly strong they could be.
He would have lost an arm to the bastard if he didn't already have a mechanical arm, it was annoying to go through having a mech-arm installed a second time after the Grimm tore his old one off, but this one was more advanced anyway.
Why did things keep ripping his arm off? It didn't hurt but it was really annoying.
- Bonus Scene - Raven -
The Magic User she had been tracking was a Branwen, her nephew to be exact, interesting.
The fact that her manwhore of a brother had managed to end up with a bastard didn't come as even the slightest surprise, he was always good at sticking his dick into whatever stood still long enough, even when it was something he really shouldn't stick it in.
She was planning on killing or ignoring the magic using teen, even with the knowledge that he was her relative, he was weak after all.
But she'd been watching very carefully and he was getting stronger and stronger, at a baffling rate. Far more than any teenager should be able to.
Which made him suddenly a lot more interesting, and more importantly a possible addition to the Branwen Bandits, she needed power to survive against Salem and her minions and that meant she needed powerful followers.
But that meant she needed to act before he was grabbed by Salem or Ozpin, Salem would either kill him or make him her enemy, and Ozpin would make him soft.
Ozpin was always soft. If he wasn't, he would have done the smart thing and killed her when she left his little faction.
Fortunately, Ozpin seemed to be leaving it to Qrow now after her pointed message to him and she could still lead Qrow around in circles with exactly zero effort, she'd bought herself time to decide how to approach this.
How to recruit him? She wasn't the best at recruitment, but that just comes with being a sociopath, she'd think of something, she just needed to spy on him a bit longer first.
And if she didn't? Well, violence and fear was always effective at forcing people to obey, even if she'd rather not resort to that, it would taint any cooperation if she had to use violence to make him join her after all.
Authors Note : The more observant of you will have noticed that this isn't a chapter of Necromancer, and before you yell at me... there's a reason for that.
So, this story is much easier to write, and I need some free days to work on Necromancer, next week I have some days off where I can focus on it, but right now? I'm busy as fuck, I haven't had a day off for... let's just say a while. For various reasons this story is easier to write in smaller bursts (like before and after work) so I decided to just write this one instead while I'm busy, sorry but it's better than a shittily written Chapter of Necromancer. Kuro will be returning I promise, but winter is going to be a weird time for me.
If you've got that Necromancer urge and can't wait for the next chapter, I'd recommend you check out "A Necromancer's Path to Power" on , I don't normally do recommendations (in fact this is my first) but I'll make an exception, though I will say to bare with it through the early chapters, it had some growing pains but that's pretty common.
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