Two Years Later
Crimson orbs look down on the team of students fighting against the Atlesian Paladin.
Despite their clear coordination and skill, they fall short of the Paladin's strength and their formation is broken by its sheer firepower.
???: Hahaha! |His laugh echoes from the military mech's speakers.| Now that's what I'm talking about! This Atlas tech's no joke!
The girl in red, presumably the team's leader, gets back to her feet as her Aura flickers on the edge of collapse. The rest are in a similar state, on the brink of defeat in the face of the military machine's might.
Ruby: Y-You aren't getting away with this, Roman!
Roman: Heh! Save the Saturday Morning cartoon shtick, Red! |He levels the mech's guns at her and her reeling team.| You should've realized this game was rigged from the start!
Ruby braces as the Paladin's guns heat up until a flash of red light flies through both of the arm cannons and pierces the ground in in front of her. As the Paladin's cannons explode, Ruby looks at the weapon before her.
It's a very ornately designed Kopis with a black and gold color scheme. The weapon is coated in a crimson Aura. Mesmerized by the phenomenon, she failed to realize the weapon's owner had arrived until he pulled the blade from the ground himself.
Drake: Disappointingly flimsy armor. Ursa bone is far tougher.
Their savior doesn't check Ruby and her team's well-being as he starts walking to the Paladin as it stands once more.
Roman: Argh! You know how long it took me to steal this thing?!
Drake: A superficial medium for strength would only last so long.
Roman turns all of the Paladin's shoulder-mounted munitions on Drake.
Roman: You think you're tough shit, kid?! Let's see how you handle this!
The Paladin fills the air between itself and Drake with rockets, but the boy does not stall his gait even slightly. Coating them in Aura, Drake raises Castor and Pollux and gives them one strong swing, launching an x-shaped Aura slash clean through the incoming missiles and the Paladin alike.
The shockwave of the resulting explosion blows the Paladin to pieces, producing Roman Torchwick as he briefly tumbles before landing on his feet smoothly.
Roman: Phew! |He dusts himself off.| That was a close one.
Roman narrowly dodges a thrown Pollux before a flash of light erupts in front of him, revealing Drake, his combat gear charged with Lightning Dust, catching the thrown Kopis mid-air.
Roman: Oh sh-!
Drake swings Pollux with deadly force, only for Roman to shatter on contact. Drake quickly glances around, finding no trace of Roman, causing him to grunt in frustration. He roughly sheathed his blades and looks down at his clenched fist.
Drake:...Still lacking...|His Aura, a furious crimson, flares like well-fed fire.|...Even now...
Starting to walk off, he pulls out his scroll and begins dialing a number until-
Ruby: H-Hey! Wait!
Drake puts the scroll to his ear, still walking away from Ruby.
???: A pleasure hearing from you so soon, Mr. Oxblood. |A feminine voice calls from his scroll.|
Drake: It's done.
???: Ah. Thank you. I've explained it to you before, but that girl's importance cannot be understated.
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DIVINE VIOLENCE <~{RWBY X OC}~>
FanficHelplessness and Overdependence are weaknesses that must be stomped out by strength, pure and Overwhelming.
