Cutting the Cards: Ace of Spades X Scissorman Crossover (Collab)

Chapter 6: Lust For Blood

~Ace of Spade's POV~

Scissorman: "...You wanna do what?"

The unnaturally short boy was sitting upside down on a couch, looking bored and twitchy as he stared at the ceiling. I almost sighed, hating the fact that I had to explain almost everything to him. I sat opposite him, on a sofa in our dorm, after having just returned from our lessons. The other 2 from our team were out, presumably in the shopping districts of Vale.

Ace: "I want to infiltrate the Beacon CCT Tower. So far, simply wandering around Beacon and attending classes the past days has told us next to nothing about this Remnant. All we've confirmed is that this is indeed an alternate dimension, that some of the people we've known before aren't here, not including team RWBY, JNPR, and a few others... and, apparently, that you can't listen to somebody for five seconds without forgetting what they were talking about."

Scissorman: "...huh?"

The Scissorman quickly shook his head around as he returned to a listening pose staring at Ace.

Ace: "I rest my case."

The Scissorman gave a nervous smile and got up, walking around the room awkwardly, hands and fingers often making small, twitchy movements.

Scissorman: "Sorry, just... having... problems concentrating..."

Blood, blood, just tell him you need blood!

We don't need blood. We need death.

Yeah, like, at least one or two grizzly murders.

I feel like slurping down some blood too though...

That lukewarm sensation, the feeling of exposed flesh against our lips...

Chow down, bite bite bite bite...

Scissorman: ".........Yeah, I'll be fine."

I gave him a skeptical glare. If not even he sounded sure, I was FAR from sure.

Ace: "...Look here, Scissor-boy-"

Scissorman: "MAN!"

I still called him by his nickname... Or, rather, my nickname for him, when we were alone. The reason? He didn't perform child-like tantrums whenever I called him Tad or Scissorman. Watching him when he was angry was just... too entertaining sometimes.

Ace: "This will be a delicate operation. As I'm sure you know, we aren't actually allowed into that tower's Restricted area... Which is likely the place we'll need to get into."

Scissorman: "...Ooh? Why is that?"

Ace: "Well, I highly doubt they'd keep some of their more sensitive plans and pieces of info in the 'Accessible to All' section. If we were thrown into this dimension by the cause of some... Failed Atlas experiment, or by the semblance of an all-powerful rogue villain, that kind of intel would be located where we'd not be allowed to access it... The only place that could be is the CCT Tower Restricted area."

Silence transpired as I finished speaking. I narrowed my eyes and looked over at my partner in crime, noticing he was now on the floor, looking up at the ceiling and drooling a little.

I swear to Oum...

Ace: "...You know I can't work like this?!"

He blinked in surprise and looked right back at me, eyes wide... Before his look of surprise slowly morphed into crazed giggles and laughter.

What's gotten into him...? He wasn't this bad when we joined Beacon a few days ago... Come to think of it... the last time he was like this was during our fight. He was weird all the times after that, true, but... Maybe killing is the answer? We've been in here all this time, gathering intel that's taken us nowhere, and he's only seemed to be getting worse...