From the bottom to the top (Titanfall x RWBY)

Chapter 17: Do You Believe in Destiny?

Rose's PoV:

Several hours after I made up my mind on who I truly was, Locus and Felix came in the room and the first thing Felix said when he saw me was "I'm probably gunna get smacked for saying this, but you're hot."

Indeed, Locus punched him across the room. I simply rolled my eyes and leaned against the window sill, the gentle breeze brushing my hair back and forth.

"I've got something to tell you two."

Felix (rubbing the massive bruise he just received) stood up and looked at me. "What's that?"

"I'm a Faunus."

Their eyes grew wide and Felix shouted "WAIT, WHAT?!?" at basically the top of his lungs.

Shaking my head, sighing, I turned a bit to show them my tail. Nothing was said for a long time.

"So that's why you -." He was out cold in an instant.

I let out an exasperated sigh. "I'm not so unstable anymore, Locus. I can handle being reminded of (Y/N). As a matter of fact, I'm picking up where he left off."

Locus gazed at me with cold eyes. "And that is...?"

"Make all of us the best Huntsmen and Huntresses to have ever graduated from an academy."

Lowering his head with a smirk, Locus chuckled quietly. "You'll have your hands full with Felix, given how much of a flirt he is."

I crossed my arms and looked at Locus with zero emotion. "You're helping, too."

"What?"

"You heard me. You're helping me with Felix."

"But-!"

"No 'but's. I don't care how long you've had to deal with Felix, you two are on the same team and have to help each other, got it?"

Locus simply looked at me, stunned. Smirking, I left the room and TOM in his Stalker frame accompanied me. We got several looks but I didn't care. (Y/N) never did, so why should I? But, of course, life wasn't that simple.

"Well well well. Looks like we've got a Faunus who thinks she's all high and mighty! What do you say we do, boys?" Cardin and his friends stood before me, arms crossed.

TOM took a cautious step forwards. "P-."

"Leave this to me, TOM. You can watch from the sidelines."

CRDL drew their weapons and TOM gave me an unneeded warning.

"PILOT. THEY ARE ARMED."

"I have eyes, TOM. And besides, you forget what my Semblance really is."

Smirking, I held out my hand and red particles appeared from nowhere and clumped together, forming a crude version of my spear. Wrapping my hand around the shaft of my trusty weapon, the red particles shot away, revealing a perfect version of my spear. This naturally confused CRDL because they don't know how to listen.

"Whoa, what the-? How'd she do that?" Sky Lark backed up a bit, as did his teammates.

"Oh, what? Scared? I thought you guys were gunna get me."

Cardin narrowed his eyes and growled. "Oh shut up! We all know that your Semblance has been confirmed to be Precision! That was just some fancy space-tech you got alongside that stupid robot of yours!"

Hearing him insult TOM like that caused one of my eyes to be engulfed in the flames of my Semblance, Soul Release. TOM, seeing this happen, simply said "YOU'RE DONE FOR." and walked away.