Is it really that time, again? (G-man male reader x RWBY)

Chapter 17: The Truth

When people think of the moon, they usually imagine a vast, grey desert with the earth and sun off in the distance. A pale and bland palate that stretched for miles. However, that was not what remnant's moon was like in the slightest. It was if someone detonated a nuclear bomb on the side of it, with debris and large asteroids floating around, and then your traditional boring moon surface on the other side.

The irregular shape of the lunar body was always a mystery to the inhabitants of Remnant, but of course me being my all knowing self, I knew exactly why it turned out like this. When I ever do meet the God of Darkness, I going to un-god him, then beat the ever living shit out of him for having a temper tantrum so large he broke the fucking moon and leaving me to fix up his mess.

But that was the least of my focus, I was in space! Sure it wasn't all that impressive since I could be here whenever I wanted, but it was still a wonder to see. Not that I could see much since broken moon bits kept crossing my vision, but they would all go away very soon.

It was then that I snapped out of my inner thoughts and recalled why I was here, to convince Team RWBY and JNPR of my true nature. Turning around as I adjusted my blue suit and took in the view of both teams laying on the floor...

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... Grasping their throats with ...

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...were they choking?

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OH SHIT ON A BRICK THEY WERE SUFFOCATING IN SPACE!!!

Time froze in a second, the movement of all things coming to a stop. I'm a fucking idiot, of course I can survive in space, but regular fleshy humans ( and Blake) couldn't! Immediately, a glass dome filled with the richest and cleaned oxygen formed overhead, and every single member of team RWBY and JNPR got a space helmet and a subdermal layer of temperature regulating fabric for good measure. Couldn't have them freeze in the vacuum of space and be cooked alive if they got caught in the sun's rays, that would be bad.

I was going to resume time, but decided to lay down some grass and a few benches. The moon was very dusty, so having some good old fashioned soil would help a lot. A few trees here, a little koi pond there, and I had myself a little functioning ecosystem on the moon! Maybe when I was done with trying to convince teenagers of my goldy superiority over them, I could come back here with Raven on vacation?

Those plans could wait later, now came the hard part. With a snap of my fingers, the world woke.

The orbit of Remnant's only accompanying celestial body returned to its normal route, the grass and leaves swayed in the artificial wind, and the beer I was trying to pour myself actually went into the cup. My young tag-alongs also regained their senses. No longer choking for their lives, they inspected their surroundings. The look on each and every one of their faces as they looked outside and saw the deadly black abyss that is the cosmos and their small little planet just a few hundred thousand kilometers away was certainly amusing.

Once they were down with that, they all saw me, sitting one of the stone benches I installed on a small hill, sipping my coffee flavored beer.

Y/N:"Welcome, and congratulations! You are the first people to arrive on and slightly colonize the Moon! How do you all feel?"

My response was met with a fist to the face, courtesy of Yang. Of course it didn't do anything, as Yang had a higher chance of breaking her own wrist that to actually bruise me, so it was just an awkward position were her fist was resting on my face.

Y/N:"Are you done?"

Yang:"How are you not hurt?! I just picked you in the face, with shotgun shells?!"