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The Warrens: A RWBY Fanfiction

While the Schnee Dust Company is known for its production of dust, the Warren Weapon Dynasty (WWD) takes that dust and manipulates it for various weapon production. The Warrens are so successful in the business front, due to their charismatic/laissez-faire way of conducting business, that they have spread their wings into other ventures; such as clothing lines, technological advancement, faunas rights, and even creating blueprints for future Huntsman-in training to craft their weapons. Although with their endless wealth, this does not mean one of the members of the family, the heir, does not want to do something new (:

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The Fam

The Warren Main House, also known as "Gold Rock", is considered one of the most historically significant buildings in Atlas History. Originally, being a Social Club for various high-ranking politicians and Generals during the great war, this house was later bought by Bernie Warren to serve as his family's base of operations and keep a close eye on his competitor and good friend Nicholas Schnee. In the present day, Malachi and his older Brother Nasir would walk down the very halls of his grandfather.

"So Nasir, what was it like when you went to Atlas?" Malachi would question as Nasir would begin to laugh. "And no, I don't want to hear about all of the girls you knocked up."

"But that is the best part!" Nasir would shout as he high-fived one of his security guards. "In all honesty, it was pretty difficult. Atlas' curriculum was pretty strict and my squad (the equivalent of teams at Beacon) was a no-nonsense bunch. And our squad leader, oh boy, that Winter Schnee knows how to turn heads and also dislocate them in the process. If that girl had a heart, I could walk on water." 

The brothers would both laugh as they heard loud music coming from the patio, while someone was screaming at the top of their lungs.

"Get those hips grooving and your feet moving! Jabari, you need to feel the music! You got no rhythm and you are stepping over your dance partner's toes!" The Dancing Director would shout as Malachi and Nasir would watch the dance rehearsal. "Cut! Cut! Everyone take 5 to rehydrate and we'll get back to it."

The Head of Public Communications + Proud Community Clothing Line 15-year-old Jabari Warren would thank his dance partner before walking over to his two brothers who was watching.

"Look what the old cat dragged in!" Jabari would shout before dabbing up his brother. "See that your business with that wealthy billionaire ended more quickly than expected, didn't know why pops sent you to deal with someone like that though."

Both Nasir and Malachi would look at each other before looking at Jabari.

"What billionaire?" They'd both say as Jabari blinked.

"The one dad asked you to rough up?" 

"Here it comes." Malachi would say with a smirk as he leaned against the railing and looked out at the various performers, props, videographers, dance directors, etc.

"Nah jit you tripping right now. See, that is exactly what happens when you don't lock in and spend all of your time at that influencer's house making your Rem-Tok!." Nasir would scold as Jabari rolled his eyes.

"Bruh don't step all over my career man, you already know I be pulling my weight, and it's not an influencer house, it is called a content house, where aspiring minds come together to produce marvelous content for others to see!" Jabari would explain as Malachi noticed Jabari's dance partner looking at his little brother before chuckling to her friends.

"Speaking about the content house, I thought the whole purpose of that house was so you can make content at the house? Why are you doing it on our patio?" Malachi would ask as Jabari placed an arm over her brother's shoulder.

"Cause brother man, see how the city life in the background perfectly encapsulates the shot that I'm going for and also how the black fences separate us from the city life, showing how we are locked behind cages and just want to break out and join the city, but can't because of our wealth?" Jabari would ask as he looked at his brother for an answer.

"I...guess? I thought the fence at the content house was bigger though." Malachi would retort as his brother shrugged. 

"Just doing me man."

"Alright people! Places! Places! Jabari, we are going to try that scene where you are on the ground and you immediately shoot up!" The director would shout as Jabari gave a thumbs up.

"See you two underdogs later." Jabari would shout as he joined the others.

"That kid needs an intervention, I swear." Nasir would say with a shake of his head as Malachi turned.

"Almost the same age and sometimes I think we are living in two separate worlds." Malachi would say as he patted Nasir's shoulder and entered the house.

The brothers would walk down the halls that showcased various Atlas Veterans/Politicians' but the further they walked, the more the photos show more of the Warrens doing various deeds and receiving various awards. Malachi and Nasir would wave to the various housekeepers and help them with some of their duties, like re-arranging a photo, picking up a table while they clean underneath it, etc. Unbeknownst to the duo, a camera was watching their every movement.

*WRRRRRRRRRRIINNG*

The brothers would stop at a door as they turned towards it, before looking at each other. 

".....Why do I feel like something bad is about to happen?" Malachi would ask his brother before looking at the door.

"....Lock your aura." Nasir would order as a gold glow would flow around his body.

"Wh-"

Suddenly the door would fly off its hinges and slam into the boys, sending them directly into the wall. Malachi groaned, while Nasir slowly looked up at the culprit.

"Kiana Mississippi Warren! God damn it! You could've killed both of us!"

The 23 Year Old Head of Warren's Research and Development & Project Manager would rub her chin while looking at the door.

"Damn, clearly the power output was not enough....." Kiana would say before noting this down. "Hey Malachi, how do you feel?"

Malachi would give a weak thumbs up as Kiana wrote this down.

"Hey! Are you even listening to me!"

Kiana would glance up at Nasir before her face lit up as she quickly brought her brother in for a tight hug.

"Nasir! Why didn't you call me when you were back? I would've increased the power beforehand if I knew!" 

"What?! Kiana!" Nasir would scold as Kiana would chuckle

Malachi would somehow recover and slowly begin standing

"What did you hit us with anyway, Kia...." Malachi would groan before rubbing his chest.

"I would like to introduce you two to the Nova Series 416X!" Kiana would say excitedly as she showed a gun that was being held up by wires.

"Nova..Nova.....wait...is this for the military?" Nasir would ask as Kiana nodded, Nova being the designation given to either the Law Enforcement or Military services.

"We are trying to find new ways of breaching into a building and one of the interns recommended releasing compressed air, which is not a bad idea. Basically, we overload the weapon with air dust and the systems within the weapon will store that dust and release it." Kiana would explain as she walked to the side of the gun. "Here lemme show you how it works-"

"NO!" Both of them would shout as the two brothers ran off, but while on their daring escape, Malachi would trip and fall, causing Nasir to turn.

"Brother! SHE GOT THE WEAPON! SHE IS AIMING IT AT US!" Nasir would shout as Malachi would quickly get up and run while Kiana would laugh at the top of her lungs. 

The brothers would run down the halls and run up the stairs until they came to a large door. 

"Is she still following us?" Malachi would ask out of breath while Nasir looked back before shaking his head. "That is good...think we made it in time?"

The giant door would open as the 18-year-old Elijah Warren, who is the Chief of Operations & twin brother of Malachi would look at his two brothers, obviously displeased.

"Taking the scenic route I see?" Elijah would question as his brothers would chuckle nervously before Elijah sighed. "Nasir welcome back, but Mom and dad will be expecting a report about what happened with the Fang, while for you Malachi, they want to know how the dealings with the Schnee went."

The duo would nod as Elijah made way for them to enter. The duo would walk down the corridor before coming into a large room where two people were talking with one another.

"But maybe you should try wearing a wig." Jasmine Warren, the 45-year-old CO-CEO of the Warren Enterprise would recommend as she patted her husband's bald head.

"A wig?! I thought you married me for my lack of hair." Darrel Warren, the 50-year-old CEO of the Warren Enterprise and whose lineage traces back to the founder of the Warren Dynasty, would say as his wife sat on his lap.

"Well, not the only thing honey." The wife would say as she placed a hand on her husband's collar.

"...Please Mom...I don't think this house...Malachi's chest...or the doors could handle another sibling." Nasir would say as he adverted his eyes from the madness in front of him while Malachi had a fat smirk on his face.

"I wasn't going to do anything..or was I?" Jasmine would say before pulling her husband in for a passionate kiss, while Nasir gagged.

The two would pull away as they smiled at one another before looking at their sons.

"Young bucks, how did your tasks go? Tell me what I am dealing with." Darrel would ask as his wife poured herself and her husband a cup of prune juice. "Nasir you go first."

"As you know father, the fangs are being sent directly back at Menagerie to be dealt with by their leader. One of our guys, Brayden Orelios, was injured but is recovering at Vale Medical Center and will be picked up by one of our pilots once he is fully recovered." Nasir would explain as his father nodded.

"Good work son, I know that you've been away for a while, so go rest up and be down for dinner." Darrel would order as Nasir would nod before patting his brother on the shoulder before leaving.

"Alright, your turn Mal." Jasmine would say as she took a sip from her drink.

"After much persuasion, the Schnees agreed with our terms for the trade route and once the money started coming in, we could start sharing it with our ice-cold counterparts." Malachi would explain as the two parents nodded.

"Not easy to convince Jacque to follow through with a dealing, good work, Son." Jasmine would say with a nod. "How's the family doing?"

"Well, I didn't see Whitley or Willow, but Weiss got accepted to Beacon Academy and will be going there this fall." 

Both parents would look at each other as a fat grin came upon their faces.

"I bet Jacque was fuming, honey." Darrel would say as he started laughing, while his wife nodded before turning to Malachi.

"We found a letter in the pile about some sort of party, so as an act of good faith, me and your father will be going. Would you like us to bring you back anything while we are out?" Jasmine would ask as Malachi thought for a moment.

"Maybe a new back?"

*WOOOOSSSHING* 

Suddenly there would be a large bang before the sounds of Elijah & Jabari's screaming and Kiana's maniacal laughter would echo throughout the mansion.

"Make that three new backs."

The parents would chuckle as Malachi walked off to deal with his siblings.