Mal wakes up at his usual 4:00 am and, after doing his usual chores, visits Fenrir, who luckily was still able to intake his aura passively the whole time, and pet him. He then tells Fenrir his whole plan while petting the "beodog" as he calls him. He then makes a mental note to change that to something better if someone decides Fenrir shouldn't be classified as a Beowolf anymore.
As he patted the head of his beodog, he then feels something strange as his "aura circuits" interacted with Fenrir. He can somehow alter Fenrir.
While it may not be possible to clone or project Fenrir, as he passed his ability to scan around Fenrir, he realizes he can still alter Fenrir's shape and even allow Fenrir to go inside a weapon if needed be, by giving him the properties of a... Geist... whatever that is. Professor Port wasn't really on that topic yet.
Mal then smiles at the thought and then decides to create a black, ominous-looking knight shield using his weapon copy ability by amassing multiple bits of information from various sources. The wolf head-shaped pommels of Alice's Black Fangs were turned into the center piece and crest of the shield, Weiss's and Cenn's dust revolver cartridges were mishmashed into a revolver mechanism on the part of the shield where his fists were meant to be facing, he used Yang's gauntlet as a glove piece of sorts to keep the shield from being disarmed off him, he then took information from Crescent Rose to make the sides bladed.
He then pants after creating it and while he does, Fenrir curiously sniffs the shield. Mal then exhaustedly says "Hey bud..."
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After a bit of rest, team MRACL is finally out in the city alongside team RWBY. Amongst their crowd of anime-clothed students, Mal stood out in the fact that, today, all he wore was a white T-shirt and black slacks combo alongside his flipflops. While Cenn may have been different in his almost similarly grounded black-themed outfit, his design choice and general disposition made him basically invisible anyways, while Mal's more... outgoing, cheerful disposition when he isn't either sick or hero mode made him as visible as a coffee stain on a canvas and, in a way, this serves to worsen his feeling of alienation by a slight margin.
Out of nowhere a voice then calls out.
"HEEEEEY CEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENN!!"
*Crash!*
Having only recovered from the madman Bara, the two teams immediately then went into a defensive pose as they see a girl with brown hair crash into Cenn before hugging him.
"K-kairi?!"
He then looked up and saw the rest of his team before panicking and saying "C-calm down guys! S-she's a friend.". After a silent conversation of stares and facial gestures, the team then nodded in unison before lowering their weapons.
Mal then looked to the side and saw team RWBY moving somewhere else and then shrugged. Might as well hang out with his sisters and Saber... and Blake... right Blake was there. WAIT! Mal then had a devious smirk as he went up and managed to climb atop Lex's shoulder and then said "Cenn! Since you're gonna take some time to hang out with your old friend, I think I'm gonna take the rest of the team to hang out with team RWBY kay?".
Cenn then looked at him and said "W-wait, you're going to leave me?".
Mal then tapped his chin while humming, before blatantly saying "Yes." with a hint of childish mischief he rarely shows. Alice and Cenn then looked at each other. Alice then scratched her nape sheepishly before saying "Actually, Mal, um, y'see... since Kairi here is... um... a friend of Cenn's... I'd have to... decline... I-I hope you understand?".
Mal then looked at her with narrowed eyes before nodding. He then said "You're not doing this because you want to get away from Blake right? This isn't some weird aversion between dog and cat faunus right?". Alice's eyes then darted left and right before she forced herself to look him in the eyes and say "Y-yes.".
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MiRACLe: Infinite Mindworks (A RWBY story)
FanfictionA broken husk of a boy from a different world, a sword on a quest for revenge, a mere tool yearning for retribution, an angel who was involuntarily used as the devil's cage, a man who seemed to have everything but really has nothing. This is a story...