Remnants Queen Of Monsters

A Gift For The Wicked

The woman with skin as white as bone smiles Devilishly as a golden light approaches. Soon the light enters her castle landing right in front of her. As the dust settles she can see the curled up form of a little golden three headed dragon. The woman, Salem approaches in curiosity picking up the tiny destroyer. Upon her touch the Golden Terror cry's out as A black energy surrounds the creature while Salem smiles.

She gasps as she glimpses at the creatures mind, memories of battles and destruction. Upon the end of the visions Salem's chuckles. "Well, well, well. I am most certainly happy you would land at my doorstep." She smiles. "Your being a man however still leaves me the trouble of finding a host for the maidens power though." An idea then comes to Salem's mind. "Hmm, lets see if this works." Salem casts a beam of black magical energy into the dragon. It's golden scales blacken as bony armor erupts covering vital parts of the beast it's already red eyes begin to glow brighter. Soon the beast begins to split at each head as the beings body shifts.

After a moment the dragon like roars begin to be replaced with the cry's of three human infants. The body's grow as the cry's stop, and with a look of pure sadistic joy Salem chuckles knowing her idea had become a reality. Once she was finished Salem wrapped her cloak around the three children she had created. Each with blank white skin, glowing red eyes with black Sclera, and red glowing veins. The one on the far left had wings and short white hair, and the one on the right had a long split Grimm like tail. Both of these children were clearly male. The one in the middle however had long elbow length hair and two dragon like horns, but most surprisingly it was a girl. Salem smiles with pure glee. It had worked.

The trio of children soon opened their glowing red eyes to see Salem's now soft smile. "Hello little ones. Everything is alright. Mother is here."

Miles away at the top of Beacon Tower, Ozpin's Office, Ozpin himself looked out with an uneasy feeling. He soon found Ironwood standing next to him. "Oz?" He questions. "What's wrong?"

"Something has happened." Ozpin says. "Something more than Amber's waking."

Said person was in the room sitting in a wheelchair. Amber. She was dressed in a simple bronze t-shirt with jeans. "Professor?" Amber asks in worry.

Ozpin sighs. "I'm sorry Amber." He says. "I'm glad you are recovering, but you need to stay here at Beacon for the time being."

"But, Salem, her people hunted me. Once they..."

"They are dead." Ozpin says.

"What?" Amber asks unsure if she had heard him correctly.

"A beast named Battra killed them a little while ago." Ozpin explains. "The weapons found and the DNA from the hand proved this when compared to your description of the attackers."

"But if that's true then why keep me here?" Amber questions upset that she was going to be stuck at Beacon.

"Because Battra is hunting Maidens!" Ironwood shouts. Amber cowers slightly at his tone. "I'm sorry. After recent events I'm a little on edge."

"It's okay." Amber states.

"James have your people been able to track its location?" Ozpin asks.

Ironwood sighs. "Yes. It's heading for Mistral as far as we can tell."

"Then it's likely after Spring. Let's just hope they can escape." Ozpin states. "Perhaps then we'll be able to find them after all this time."

In a run down apartment near downtown Vale Roman Torchwick tends to an injured Mercury with Neo helping. Mercury grunts in pain. While Mercury's injuries were mostly healed the still hurt like nothing else.

"Why are you doing this for me." Mercury grunts.

"Kid, listen. I'll be strait with you." Roman starts. "I don't think any kid even you deserves to go out like your 'friends' did. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't exactly Cinders biggest fan but whatever that 'thing' was obviously had something against her. You on the other hand remind me a lot of myself from back in the day. So you have three options. One you accept the help I'm giving and we part ways like we never met, two you join up with Neo and I, or option number three you try to fight us and we kill you. So! What will it be."

Mercury thinks for a moment. "Let's say I joined. What would I get out of it?"

Roman smirks. "Smart man, asking the right questions. If, and I say IF we work together well, we might just be able to pull of some pretty high paying jobs. Split evenly three ways."

Mercury smirks back liking the idea. "Well Roman. I guess I could stick around." He says holding out his good hand which Roman shakes.

"Welcome to the team kid."

The next night Weiss watches as Jaune struggles to use the dust properly. After their discussion Weiss and Pyrrha helped Jaune modify his weapon to be able to use dust cartridges much like shotgun shells. As it was Jaune wasn't the worst, but he had a long way to go.

"Your swinging the blade too much." Weiss says. "You only need one good swing with your sword. Try again."

Jaune sighs. He then ready's himself and swings the blade in a horizontal slash while hitting the button to use the dust. Almost perfectly fire dust covered the blade in a blazing fire. After the swing the fire dissipated.

Pyrrha and Weiss clap in congratulations. "Nice work." Weiss praises.

"Thanks." Jaune blushes.

Weiss then looks to Pyrrha. "Aura?"

"Aura." Pyrrha agrees.

Jaune sighs. "Great." He says unenthusiastically causing Weiss and Pyrrha to chuckle. He absolutely hated practicing with his aura. No matter how much he tried he couldn't unlock his semblance. "Can we, you know skip aura tonight?"

"Nope." Weiss smirks. Pyrrha laughs lightly with Weiss' words.

Great. Jaune thought. Just great.