2 Fast Track to Vale

Don't Own Rwby, Only The Oc

'thought'

"Speech"

"Powerful Creatures Speaking, like a dragon or a god"

Divinity System

"Tv's, Radios, and Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."

(Mid Chapter Authors Notes)

"M-Mn..." Summer slowly wakes up and looks around, wiping her face as she concludes where she actually is.

She freezes as I assume, she remembers a key part of yesterday.

Tears threaten to spill out of her eyes again.

I glance over my shoulder to her. "You okay?"

"N-No!" She sobs, tears flowing fully. "My mom and dad, even my brother, are dead!"

"Why?!" She whimpers.

"Your eyes. They can destroy grimm and evil creatures."

She pauses. "W-What?"

'distraction successful.'

"The man that did that, flew away on a grimm wyvern, so, he has some sort of connection to the grimm... your family was murdered, because of simple things such as silver eyes."

"B-But my father didn't hunt grimm! He hunted animals!"

"Well, grimm don't age... whatever killed your family thought it would be easier to kill a simple hunter, instead of dozens of huntsmen one hundred years down the line... they are trying to erase all of the people with silver eyes... damn bastards... you didn't deserve it."

She presses her face into the back of my shirt again.

"Don't worry, Summer, I'll keep you alive... I have a plan... you want to be a huntress, right?"

"M-Mhm." She whimpers.

"Well, we are going to have to unlock your aura, then... we need to get to beacon."

She lets out a small pitiful moan.

"Hey... don't worry... we can get through this." I sigh with a small frown. "Eventually, you will be able to meet them again... nobody lives forever."

I frown slightly at her quiet sob, but continue on.

"Don't worry, Summer... we are nearly at Mistral... I know you must be getting pretty hungry, so we'll get something there."

"O...kay." She answers in a broken sounding whisper causing me to wince.

'this sucks.'

I shake my head as we reach the outer wall of Mistral... and walk directly through the open checkpoint.

I glare silently at a person who has just caused the largest commotion in a Remnant brand Mc'Donalds... or, well, 'Mack Fronalds'.

He takes his food and walks towards the door.

I prowl over to him, and as my hand glows brightly, I snatch the bag out of his hand, the bag floating through his hand as it becomes physical in mine.

He freezes for a moment, then looks down at his hand, then starts angrily- but silently- yelling at what I can assume to be the top of his lungs.

I turn and walk over to where Summer is slumped at one of the tables.

I place the bag on the table and smile briefly, trying to lighten the mood if possible.

She glances at the bag, her stomach growling briefly before returning her face to the table as she lays face down on it.

"Summer... you should eat it before it gets cold... it's not as good when its cold..."

"Mnnnnn." She pathetically groans, before reluctantly sitting up and carefully opening the bag.

She takes out a single fry and eats it, then shoves the entire bag towards me.

"Summer... you should eat, don't worry about me. I can take care of myself. I'm just worried about you right now."

She looks up at me, that lost and dazed look pulling at my heartstrings.

Her stomach growls again as she looks to the bag, then begins reluctantly eating.

"Hey, Summer... do you want to leave the mirror world?"

"Mn..." She grunts, as if to say she doesn't care one way or the other.

"I don't think it's healthy to stay in this silence for too long, so I'm going to take us out, right?"

She doesn't respond this time, so I just wordlessly step towards the window.

It shimmers for a moment as we step through it, then we appear on the other side.

"HOLY SHIT!" One of the people on the sidewalk shout as we literally just appeared basically out of thin air.

I wince as the bustling sounds of the city reach my ears.

I glance to Summer, still on my back as she lifelessly stares into the distance with her cheek pressed into my shoulder.

I shift my grip slightly, then turn and walk down the road.

"So, my plan is that we both go to Vale, right? I mean, that's where Beacon is, of course, then once we are there, we can move around the city in an attempt to gain attention."

"…"

I let out a sigh at her silence... she had blown through the first three stages of grief yesterday... now I suppose it's time for depression.

I honestly don't know how long this is going to last... I have- well, had- no experience in losing a close family member.

'I'm never going to see any of them again... am I?'

I shudder briefly but blink off the thought and smile up at the sun.

'Come on, Asmodeus, you need to be strong for her... you can break down later.'

I flinch as I realize something. 'I don't even remember my old name...'

I cringe slightly, but continue on.

'how the hell are we even going to get to Vale?'

'oh my gosh it actually worked...'

It took days, but it really worked...

Summer sits quietly beside me, knees brought up to her chest and leaning on my shoulder as the absolutely silent bullhead we are in lands, the ghostly apparitions of people going completely through us as they sit in the same chairs we are in.

Ugh... we are really starting to get filthy.

I pause. 'wait... if this worked... couldn't we just break into someone's house and use their mirror-world shower?'

I tilt my head. 'maybe?'

I really need to get a shower, actually...

And a nice warm bed.

My powers are REALLY strange... like... whatever happens in the physical world... happens here... but not everything in the mirror world happens in the physical world unless I use my powers to make it that way?

I really don't understand it myself, honestly... but I seem to be able to decide what is real and what is fake to me... I think that's what 'change aspects of this world' means... if I want something to be real here, it becomes real?

Is that why Cars and stuff are ghostly too? So I don't get hit by a fucking car?!

But in that case, why are the buildings and this bullhead real?! Those are manmade as well so they should be fake, right?!

Ugh. It's like debating over what a 'boundary' is for Yukari's power. Like, can she do ridiculous shit like manipulate the boundary between the color orange and a fish? The boundary between being here... but also there?

CAN YUKARI MAKE CLONES?!

I'm getting off topic.

Moral of the story: my powers are dumb and I feel dumb.

"It's time to go." I state to my depressed friend.

"Okay..." She whispers.

I grab her hand and help her to her feet, then gently tug her along as the ghosts leave the bullhead.

As we exit, the dull morning sun shines down upon us, a city of muted colors await in the distance, beyond the landing pad.

I cast a glance behind me and smile at her. "Come on! Maybe we can actually sleep in a bed today!"

"HUP!"

*CRASH*

The door to an apartment is kicked open.

I gesture inside towards my compatriot as she sighs and shakes her head... the first real emotion other than sadness I have seen on her in ages.

She sits down on the couch and lets out a small sigh.

I had decided this apartment is 'the one' due to its close proximity to a supermarket!

"I'll be back with some food in a second! Don't worry!"

She flops to the side and stares at the wall.

With my power, I require a Lesser Divine ability to snatch things out of people's hands... without it touching a mirror of course.

Petty Divine Abilities: Infinite/Infinite

Lesser Divine Abilities: 1 every day: (1/1)

So I can really only do that once per day...

On the OTHER hand, I can enter and exit glass and mirrors with a petty divine ability- yes, I was cutting it close with the Ursa Major when I first met Summer- but, now that I am no longer a quasi-deity... I can come and go as I please!

I reach through the glass of the freezer and snatch a frozen pizza, tugging it back through the glass and into the mirror world.

Apparently, with things like Glass, I can choose which side I come out of, allowing me to walk directly through them... with mirrors, however, I can only come out the reflective side... or maybe it just requires both sides to be reflective? I haven't exactly come across a double-sided mirror yet, after all.

Pizza in hand, I return to the apartment with a smile, only to freeze as I see Summer sleeping... and today it's at least slightly peaceful... she doesn't toss or turn... call out the 'momma, poppa' or the name of her brother... so I'm going to let her rest.

I simply put the pizza into the freezer and sit down.

My ploy is GENIUS! Basically I am going to mooch off the nearby supermarket to feed my new friend... taking like ten dollars a day for the foreseeable future.

Now, I get that it is three hundred dollar- well, I mean lien- a month... but just keep in mind how much food they throw out every DAY for passing its expiration date? Probably at bare minimum five thousand lien ish... are they really going to miss nine bucks from ALL that?

They should be THANKING me! Summer gets to survive, and nine lien of the food they were going to throw out ANYWAYS disappears... quite a fine trade if I do say so myself.

I scratch my chin with a frown as the sun beams in through the window.

'I should get towels... and soap...'

I shake my head. 'I really should have gotten them when I was there originally...'

"Here you go."

I give her a towel and washcloth, then hand her shampoo, conditioner, and some bodywash.

She looks down at the items, then back up to me. "What?"

"Go take a shower. Being clean is just as important as being fed or having a good night's rest."

She frowns slightly, but shrugs. "Okay..."

She stares down at the items in her hands, and for the first time in ages, I see a small smile.

She lets out a bitter-sweet sigh, then looks up to me. "Asmodeus... I know what I want to do when I grow up."

"Okaaay? What is it?" I ask.

"I'll tell you in a little bit." She states as she steps into the bathroom and closes the door.

"Oh." I call out. "Can you please toss your clothes outside after you're undressed? I need to clean them."

"A-Alright."

I stare down at the clothes with a small grimmace. 'how the hell am I even going to do this? I don't know how to wash clothes! It's one thing to follow the directions on the back of a pizza box, but washing clothes?! What if I mess them up?! Will she get sad again?! These are the last remnants of her family... I don't want to mess them up!'

I look down to my stained shirt.

'maybe...'

I don't want to try this on her clothes, but mine? That's an acceptable loss if they get ruined.

I hold my hand over the stain.

'clean.'

I watch as the stain disappears.

'HOLY- IT ACTUALLY WORKED!'

'AHAHAHA!'

"Summer, your clothes are clean." I call out to the closed door with a blank expression.

"Oh... You can come in. I... uh... have a towel."

I open the door to see her drying her hair with her towel.

"…"

I close the door... but the image is forever burnt into my mind.

"Summer. When you said you had a towel... I was expecting you to use it to, oh, I don't know, cover your body?"

"S-Sorry!" She whispers from the other side of the door. "But I really need my clothes, so if you could-"

I open the door just barely and poke my arm through, holding her clothes in it.

'why didn't I do this before?!'

I feel her take the clothing from my hands so I pull my arm back through and close the door completely.

I stare at the wall for a good thirty seconds before turning and walking away.

'Nope! None of that! lewd thoughts begone!'

I wouldn't be surprised if the fourth dimension fbi kicked down the front door right this second.

Summer eventually comes out and sits beside me.

She stares at the floor for a moment, before looking over to me. "Hey... I know I have been... sort of rude to you this past week, and all... I just wanted to say that I am sorry... I never had many friends... I was homeschooled, and very rarely went to the nearby town..."

She lets out a sigh and brings her knees up to her chest, her breath catching in her throat for a moment. "A-And well... when I saw what happened to... my family... it b-broke me... the only people I had ever known... gone in a single day..."

She sniffles. "B-But last night... I decided that I shouldn't let it hold me back... I-I'll remember the good times with them... and push forwards l-like t-they would want me t-to."

Tears begin freely dripping down her cheeks as she looks over to me, with a forced smile that is trying its best to not turn into a frown. "A-And... I'll be happy like they would have wanted me too."

"I understand." I sigh as I put a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, I understand your pain, I've just been trying to support you in any way I can."

"Thank you..." She squeaks.

I look to the wall. "Earlier you said that you had a plan? That you would tell me later?"

She wipes her face on her cape. "I did... didn't I?"

She looks extremely nervous for a moment, this nervousness even superseding her sadness, she lets out a long breath to calm herself, glancing at me for a moment before looking at the wall, chewing on her lip as she seemingly decides what to say. "I want... a family again."

I blink.

"I want to be able to have a gorgeous daughter... an adorable little son... a caring husband who can take care of me whenever I'm feeling down... and I was wondering if you..." She trails off after a moment, glancing briefly to me to judge my reaction. "Would be him?"

"Are you asking me to marry you?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.

"NONONO!" she waves her hands in front of her. "W-Well... not just yet at least... maybe in a couple years? Wh-what do you say?"

"Are you sure you want it to be me? Are you sure you aren't latching onto me as a coping mechanism?"

"You just proved that you care about my feelings... that..." She frowns slightly. "That makes me a little more sure."

"And besides... we would have a couple years to decide whether or not we w-want to go through with it or not... it's not like we can't change our mind, and well, I don't want to bind you into something that you don't want and w-well even if you did say no right now, it would give you time to warm up to the idea, maybe, perhaps and-"

I place my hand on her head. "If it would stop you from crying, then yes, I suppose I would be fine with that."

A small red blush appears on her cheeks as she looks away.

'huh... so that's how you christen a ship...'

"There's one more thing I want as well..." She announces. "I don't want to be weak... I want to be strong enough, so that if any grimm even dares glance at my family, I can tear them in half and incinerate them into ash."

'…'

'no comment on her slow descent into grimm serial killing...'

"So... we'd need to go to Beacon, then?" I ask.

"Y-Yeah... but we need aura for that... so how are we going to get aura?"

"hmmm..." I hum. "let me worry about that."

the ship has sailed... and on it's current path... Taiyang's gonna get cucked.

anyways, I'll see you all whenever i get around to posting another chapter.

also. guy repeatedly asking me for how i calculate Faith: this website has an inbox. fucking check it sometime and stop spamming my stories.