Chapter 4
Ruby stood there as Qrow atared at her blankly before he shook his head, "No... No. That's... That's complete and utter bullshit. Ruby's dead, Summer, and this woman is way too old to be her-"


"I'll have you know I look very good for someone pushing a hundred and fifty," Ruby said dryly.


"Pushing how old!? Summer asked in bewilderment.


"Time passed differently for a while," Ruby shrugged, "but seriously, it's good to see you Uncle Qrow."


Qrow drew Harbinger at that, growling, "Don't call me that. You're not Ruby!"


"Qrow-!" Ozpin started, but Ruby and Qrow were already in motion. Qrow had launched across the gap between them so fast he was a blur, but Ruby saw the attack coming in her mind's eye, drawing Pyra's Aegis in a backhand grip and catching Qrow's attack on the flat of the blade. Qrow strained against the blade, but Ruby was rock solid.


"Gotta be faster than that," Ruby said, aware her wives had summoned their Blades to hand as Ruby used the bifurcated version of Pneuma.


"Let's all," Ozpin said, "just settle down. Now answer this truthfully, and I will know if you're lying, are you Ruby Rose?"


"I am," Ruby said, "and you're Ozpin, Headmaster of Beacon Academy, and next to you is Glynda Goodwitch, deputy headmistress."


"She's telling the truth, Qrow.," Ozpin said, "she's Miss Rose."


"Mrs. I'm married."


"Apologies," Ozpin said., "May I ask who the lucky- ah, person, is?"


"That'd be us," Mythra said.



"Us?" Ozpin said, only for Nia and Pyra to raise up their hands with their wedding rings, "I see. Mrs. Rose, can I assume that by your injury and weapons you became a fighter wherever you were?"


"Bit of an understatement, but yeah," Ruby said, "Why?"


"I'd like to offer you and your wives a mission, in return for which you will be made official Huntresses."


Ruby scratched her cheek, turning her good eye to Pyra, Mythra and Nia, "What do you say?"


"Can't be that different from the Garfront mercenaries," Mythra said with a shrug, "but I suppose it depends on what the mission is."


"We recently got information about a radical White Fang cell hidden within the Vale docks district, I'd like you to take them out."


"Rules of engagement?"

"Alive, preferably, so we can find out if there's more, but if you have to kill them, so be it."


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Nia waited until they were in the flying machine before she spoke, "Just to make sure, I'm not the only one who finds this offer suspicious, right?"


"He wants to keep us somewhere he can watch us," Ruby agreed, gripping a handrail as they took off towards the massive, sprawling city in front of them, "Being Huntresses will let him keep a tab on what missions we take."


"He does read as the type that doesn't like rogue pieces," Mythra agreed, while Pyra nodded.


"He just met us," she said, "he definitely wants to be able to keep an eye on us."


"So, what are the White Fang?"


"Dunno, been over a hundred years and I don't remember everything," Ruby said, looking at the the device Ozpin had given them all, "sounds like it's an organization where some parts are radicalizing while others stay peaceful though."


"There was a group that wanted to continue the war, after I declared it over," Nia said, "maybe it's like that?"


"Maybe," Ruby agreed, stepping off the machine "We'll have to do research after we're done. Come on, let's get this over with. Nia, can you hear them?"


Nia closed her eyes, stretching her sense of hearing as far as she could go, before saying, "Third warehouse on the left."


Ruby casually walked over to the offending cargo bay door, flaring the Aegises and letting them ignite with fire and plasma before stabbing them into the door, cleaving through it and leaving a hole big enough to let them in.


Men and women clearly not ready for battle, they had weapons but most were wearing t-shirts and pants, with bone white masks sitting next to them staring at Ruby. Then a woman on her left slid on the mask and charged at Ruby with a mass produced machete.


Despite being on Ruby's blind side, Ruby swung Pyra's Aegis, a slash of flames colliding into the woman's gut, burning up the "Achieve Men" shirt she was wearing and leaving her with second degree burns across the gut.


The clear leader, a man already wearing his mask and a sleeveless combat vest stood up, grabbing a massive chainsaw and growling, "You take the humans, I'll deal with the traitor!"


"I'm guessing you mean me," Nia said, drawing the Catalyst Scimitar from her side, "don't try taking it, Ruby, I'll handle him myself."


Fine, I'll keep myself busy with the small fry," Ruby said, sounding rather put out.


"Take care," Pyra said before walking to the other side of the warehouse.


"Yeah, we're not there to cover for you anymore, Nia," Mythra said, joining her sister.


"Oh, worry about yourselves," Nia laughed, "especially you, Ruby, I can't be healing you and fighting at the same time."

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Verden brought Evicerator down, planning to tear through the traitor's Aura and split her in two in one move. An appropriate lesson for a traitor to faunuskind, allying with humans and coming to stop the revolution.


The fox eared girl flowed out of the way like the water that followed in her blade's path. The flowered scimitar raked across his side, his Aura flickering against it, then again against the water that dragged in its wake.


"Ruby!" The traitor called, "Some of them might have some sort of barrier, watch out!"


Turning his head slightly, he saw the one eyed woman dueling four recruits at once, dodging their attacks and lashing out with her blades. The red one caught the machete of one and melted through it in less than a second. A blast of flames launched from the blade, sending the recruit flying back and smoking slightly.


The traitor whirled around Verden, more water washing off the blade until it made a high pitched whining noise. This time, when it ground against Verdan's Aura, it punched through, the blade biting into skin and dragging as it fought his Aura each step of the way. Verdan swung Evicerator around, ignoring the wider hole he was opening in his gut, to try and take the traitor's head off.

Instead, he got it up in time to block blows from the two human women, who had finished off their recruits with ease. Evicerator shattered with ease against their blades, and Verden tuned his head just in time to get a combat boot to the mask from the duel wielding human
 
Chapter 5
Glimmer sat in one of the waiting rooms, waiting, alongside her grandparents, aunt and great uncle. The red eyed man was staring at her before saying, "So, you're Ruby's kid? Who's the father?"





"There isn't one," Summer said, "they did something with Nia's "powers" to create her. She's Pyra's daughter."





"Pyra was the redhead, I'm guessing?" Qrow said.





"Yeah," Glimmer said, rubbing the back of her neck, "listen, don't ask me about her, I grew up away from them. Didn't meet Ruby until I was 19 and that was mostly by accident. Don't blame them, it wasn't their fault. The world got broken shortly after I was born and we were all separated."





"So, you only really know Ruby?" Yang asked.





"Yeah, and we… We got closer on our adventure together, but I'm not sure I'm ready to call her, or any of them, Mom."





Summer's eyes softened, and she reached out to take Glimmer's hands, "I know what it's like to lose a daughter at a young age only to reunite when they too old for you to coddle them. I'm sure Ruby loves you and will support you."





"I know, it's just… We grew up in entirely different worlds. Ruby was an independent salvager growing up, I was a soldier, and-"





"You were what?" Tai asked, reaching out to take her hand in a callused one.





"Everyone was a soldier, where I was. We lived until we were twenty and then… If you survived that long, you were given a "homecoming"."





"Why don't I like the sound of that?" Tai said.





"You met the Queen of your kingdom and then they decapitated you. It was freedom from the war, and I was… I was days away when I first met Ruby that I can remember. I was so angry I wouldn't get my Homecoming."





"You were angry you wouldn't die?" Yang said, sounding horrified





"I'd spent my entire life fighting a war," Glimmer pointed out, "Ruby was pretty harsh about it, but she later explained it was because Pyra and Mythra had a suicidal phase too."





"Weird question, what's with that crystal in your chest?" Qrow asked.





"It's called a Core Crystal. Blades or descendants of Blades have them. Ruby said they're a dominant gene."





"Blades?"





"They're a species that… Well, real Blades go through a loop, their Core Crystal bonds with what we call a Driver, and then they live together until the Driver dies, at which point they return to their Core Crystal, forget everything, and take a while to be reborn. Ruby is Pyra, Mythra and Nia's Driver."














Blake reached the walls of Vale after a week of walking, turning to her companion and saying, "We're only here to gather supplies and apply to Beacon, then we're camping out, ok?"





"If that is your desire," Perceval said without a hint of protest in his voice.





They approached the checkpoint, where an older huntsman sat, flipping through the pages of newspaper. Glancing up, he said, "Here for the registration?"





"Registration?" Blake asked, a bad feeling in her gut.





"You been out in the wild the last week, kid?" The the man said, "that's dangerous, though I suppose having him around helped," He nodded towards Perceval, who was staring down the opening of his bottle.





"Blake, if it wouldn't be too taxing on our budget, could we pick up a kit for making tea? I am, unfortunately, out."





He had been drinking tea?





"Yeah, that should be fine, now what's this registration?"





"Something the council voted on, emergency vote. All new, eh, what's the term you lot call yourself?"





"Driver?"





"Right, that. They made a show of the… Er… Master Driver, I think? Registering to show everyone's doing it."





"Master Driver?" Blake glanced at Perceval.





"This I do know," Perceval said, "the Master Driver is the Driver of the Aegis, the strongest Blade in existence. If she didn't feel comfortable registering, they would not have been able to make her."





"That's what she said when they tried to give her a Huntsmen escort," the man chuckled, finishing looking through Blake's bag, "Pretty funny, watching a middle aged woman walk into town hall with a pair of cute girls and a faunus after shoving two fully grown Huntsmen to the ground, looked like she'd had the Blades for half her life the way she acted. Anyways, you're good to go. Good luck with the registration."





For a split moment, Blake was tempted to ignore the new, clearly unfair legislation, but then she reminded herself she was trying to get into Beacon, and they would almost assuredly look up Driver's records. Sighing, she began to walk towards city hall.





Two hours later, they made it to the old fortress that made City Hall. The secretary looked up and saod, "Blade Registration?"





Blake nodded.





"Third floor, first door on the left," she said kindly.





Once they were there, Blake knocked on the door and got a quick, "come in!"





Inside sat a wheelchair bound man with blue eyes and laugh lines around them and blue hair. He reached out a hand, which Blake took, then he turned it to Perceval, who took it in turn.





"I know, you're not happy about this. I can see it in your eyes, but trust me, it's better than what Atlas is doing."





"What are they doing?"





"General Ironwood is offering heavy incentives to get Drivers to join the military." He said, a scowl forming on his face, "don't know how well that's going. Anyways, name?"





"Blake Belladonna," Blake said.





"And yours, sir?" He asked, typing the information into a desk mounted scroll.





"Perceval."





"Weirdly common name for a Advanced Blade, I'd say?"





"Advanced Blade?" Blake asked.





"Hmm, according to Mrs. Rose, that's the Master Driver, nice woman, anyways. There are three types of Blades. Basic which all follow one of four set appearances, Advanced, who look different from each other and have more clearly defined personalities, and Legendary, who are so rare and powerful you could make millions of Lien off selling one if you found it."





"But I digress, I'm just guessing, outside of the Aegis, I've only registered one Advanced Blade. Can't say who for confidentiality reasons. Anyways, element and role?"





"Darkness and Tank," Perceval said, and the man typed them in before hitting the enter key. Seconds later, a small card with Blake and Perceval's faces on it popped out of a slot next to him and he handed it to Blake as Perceval wildly looked around for the camera.





"See? Nice and harmless. You can go now, that's everything."





Blake walked out of the office with Perceval, staring at the card, no bigger than a driver's license, that had a photo of each of them, an issuing date, a renewal date, and a number.





I.D.#00013











Qrow sat on the back deck of the Xiao Long-Rose house, swigging from a bottle of whiskey. Suddenly, the door opened amd the sound of bare feet on the deck drew his attention. Ruby sat next to him, holding a six pack of beer, "Mind if I join you?"





"Guess not," Qrow said shifting to let her sit, "Where are the girls?"





"Out shopping with Mom, she wanted them to have more than one outfit to wear," Ruby said, popping the metal cork off the first bottle and drinking from it, "she's taking this the best of all of us. Isn't questioning having three daughter-in-laws, seems to be able to give Glimmer the love and affection I suck at."





"I'm sure you're fine," Qrow said.





"I never really had to be a mom," Ruby said, taking another swing, "and I was overly harsh with Glimmer the first time we met since she was a baby. I don't blame her for not wanting to call me "Mom", I'm a bad one. Hopefully her and Pyra's relationship goes better."





"This is because you started off on the wrong foot?" Qrow asked.





"Glimmer told you about that?" Ruby said, "Yeah… it had been a hundred years, and I still remembered holding her in my arms as a baby… I never forgot that feeling for any of them. And then she was there in front of me, talking about how she was angry she wouldn't be killed and I just," tears had welled in Ruby's eyes, causing Qrow to suddenly realize she had opened the one she kept closed, revealing it to be a dark, cloudy gray instead of the the bright silver of the other one, but clearly active, "I couldn't let that happen, Qrow, I couldn't. I had already almost lost Pyra and Mythra to suicide, I couldn't let my baby actually go through with it.





"You know what that sounds like to me?" Qrow said, wrapping an arm around Ruby, "It sounds like you're a really good mom that was scared. Every parent snaps at their child occasionally, the amount of times Tai's had to ground Yang for getting into fight," Qrow sighed, "you should have seen it. Give her time, make it clear how much you love her, and you'll have a relationship eventually."














Jaune's plan had been simple and, after talking it through with Perun, foolish. Sneak into Beacon with a fake transcript and... Then what? He had no combat training and there would be no essentials class.





Perun's solution to that was, while not quite hellish, certainly more uncomfortable than exploring Vale like he planned to.





Each morning, they got up early, far earlier than Jaune was used to or enjoyed, then went to a nearby gym for Huntsman traniees and off duty Huntsman to keep their skills sharp. There, they rented a practice room for the day and Perun began to drive Jaune through drills with her spear and Crocea Mors's shield.





Robotic versions of basic Grimm came towards him. Repeatedly for hours without end. Stab, block, swing the icy trident in a way to tear it from the Grimm. In the past two weeks, Jaune had become adept enough with Perun's spear that he thought he would be able to legitimately make it into Beacon.





A news report came on the wall mounted scroll, which had been set to VNN for lack of a better thing to do.





"Professor Ozpin, in a controversial move, has announced that people with Blades, "Drivers" will be allowed to bring their Blade to Beacon and deploy with them at the Entrance Exam. He has also announced that Ruby Rose, the so called "Master Driver" will be joining the staff to help Blades and Drivers bond."














Hazel walked into the meeting room of Evernight castle, noticing two bobbing Seers reflecting Cinder and Lionheart's faces. Pulling up a chair next to Arthur and across from Tyrian, he crossed his arms and waited for Salem to appear.





It took nearly half an hour for that to happen, though no one dared complain when she entered the hall. She quietly danced her fingers across the armrest of her chair and sitting in such a way that made it feel like she was looking down on them all, "Report." she ordered, and Lionheart quickly spoke up.





"My Queen," he said, a slight quiver in his voice that implied whatever he was about to report, he wasn't happy about it, "there has been a… Development, while you were busy, not that I blame you for or anything for that, it came out of nowhere-"





"On, with it, Leo," Salem said.





"Well, Ozpin called every Councilman in the world, and I do mean everyone, even Chieftain Belladonna was called, to reveal a world changing discovery. One that may upset the balance of power you've worked so hard to create in the Kingdom's favor."





Which is?" Salem prompted, clearly becoming irritated at Lionheart dancing around the point.





"There was, a please note I'm quoting one of the people there, I don't know what it means, "a macro scale reality shift between Remnant and the destroyed world of Aionos, shift hundreds, if not thousands, of beings known as Blades or related to them.""





"Arthur?" Salem prompted, and Hazel turned his eyes to the disgraced scientist who was tapping one hand on the table and the other on his chin.





"Macro scale implies it took place across a long range, it wasn't only in Vale, it was a large area, though how large I don't know. As for a reality shift, that implies something or someone was transferred to a new world. Considering Aionos was "destroyed", it's far more likely things and people, these Blades, were shifted to Remnant than the other way around, my lady."





"Thank you for that explanation Arthur, it explains a lot," Salem said, "so what are these Blades, Leon, I doubt you would have requested this meeting if they were just weapons."





"Blades start life as what is known as a Core Crystal, upon being found, you can attempt to forge a connection with it. Failure ranges between "a nosebleed that lasts for weeks" to "complete hemorrhaging" if a connection is formed, you become what is known as "a Driver" and the core crystal forms a body, which can look like anything from a talking animal, to an ordinary person, or even a Faunus, the only part making them distinguishable from a normal one of their kind being the Core Crystal being lodged in their body. They also grant their Driver a weapon to use. Blades are additionally split into three categories, Basic, Advanced and Legendary."





"And how did Ozpin know this?" Salem asked.





"He appears to have already made some form of deal with the so-called "Master Driver", wielder of the Aegis, the strongest Blade. They've announced she'll take on an advisory role at Beacon with her Blades. Each kingdom has already passed emergency legislature for Blades and Drivers. Mistral requires all Drivers to register and take a course at Haven, Vacuo has said they don't care what a Driver does so long as it doesn't break standing laws, Menagerie the same, Atlas is passing major incentives to join the military to Drivers. Higher base pay, a unique unit, training with Winter Schnee, who has apparently become a Driver herself. And Vale just requires a registration in case Driver or Blade breaks the law."





"I see," Salem said, "Arthur, you're to go to Atlas, find any Driver dissatisfied with this state of affairs and convince them to join us. Tyrian, the same to Menagerie. And Hazel, you will go help Cinder at Beacon. Both to kill the Fall Maiden after her last attempted failed so horribly, and to help her eliminate this so called "Master Driver". If she truly has the most powerful of these Blades, they should be mine."
 
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...Salem's greed just bit off way more than she can chew. This is going to be a fun one, there's no way Ruby's going to take this sort of crap lying down.

Did not see any egregious errors, so your betas have done a good job.
 
...Salem's greed just bit off way more than she can chew. This is going to be a fun one, there's no way Ruby's going to take this sort of crap lying down.

Did not see any egregious errors, so your betas have done a good job.
Salem's pretty used to being the most powerful entity on Remnant. She also has no idea exactly how powerful these blades actually are, but it seems like she thinks they're just extra combatants or something. She just knows that the Master Driver is adding a wrinkle to her plan so she needs to figure out how to either circumvent her or get rid of her, preferably the latter.
 
There are a few candidates for Winter's blade. there are two Chroma Katana's that could work as well as a certain Jewel if her original Driver is indisposed at the moment.
All the Party are on Remnant, that's why I included this line
known as Blades or related to them
Being a driver counts as them, so Morag, Tora, Zeke, ect are around, just not in Vale. One of the overarching plots is gonna be putting the band back together.

It is a Chroma Katana, you're correct about that, it's just, as I said one that will make you go "oh, that makes sense" while probably not being your first guess

Salem's pretty used to being the most powerful entity on Remnant. She also has no idea exactly how powerful these blades actually are, but it seems like she thinks they're just extra combatants or something. She just knows that the Master Driver is adding a wrinkle to her plan so she needs to figure out how to either circumvent her or get rid of her, preferably the latter.
Yeah, the way Leo phrased it made it sound like "Huntsmen are gonna get more powerful and that's a problem" and not "holy fucking shit, that sword fires plasma out of it, that bitball just ate a Goliath in one sitting and is still complaining its hungry, that axe creates shockwaves of air like a drum everytime they're swung".

Salem is assuming "Most powerful driver in the world" means "High Tier Huntress" not "combat precog, speed blitzs you without her Semblance, and even if you manage to inflict a lethal blow on her, she has another Blade capable of fixing that and could probably make you wish you could die" without even putting in the reality warping if she decides to fuse Pyra and Mythra's Blades into Pneuma.
 
The reality warping at least is questionable, since neither half of Pneuma is plugged into the Conduit anymore and they don't have a giant reality altering supercomputer helping compensate like their sibling of flexible gender did that one time. They're strong, but they're not "can be mistaken for major deities" strong without the Conduit or Origin - Aionios and Z wouldn't have been as problematic as they were had the Pneuma or Logos cores had the kind of power they used to/the kind Ontos had re-acquired via Origin

Vis-a-vis Blades, the real question nobody is asking (because nobody but Ruby et al. know to ask it), is what happens when one of the blades on Remnant hit data collection cap and metamorphose into a continental Titan in a place without a cloud sea.
 
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The reality warping at least is questionable, since neither half of Pneuma is plugged into the Conduit anymore and they don't have a giant reality altering supercomputer helping compensate like their sibling of flexible gender did that one time. They're strong, but they're not "can be mistaken for major deities" strong without the Conduit or Origin.
Never said they could, I didn't say it was Macro Scale like Alvis did on both Bionis and Aionos. If I had to give a range, it'd be 50 feet in every direction where doing too much at once would exhaust Ruby, Mythra and Pyra.
 
Chapter 6
Pyra stepped into their room at Beacon, seing Ruby lying on the bed and crawling over to Ruby's blindside, snuggling up against her and kissing her cheek as a arm wrapped around her. Ruby mumbled out, "Love you."





"I love you too," Pyra said, "We need to talk about your relationship with Glimmer."





Ruby sighed, not opening her eyes, "I didn't expect that from you."





"I gave you three weeks to brood, it's clearly not going anywhere, so I'm going to have to take the Mythra route," Pyra said, looking around the sparsely decorated room. She knew they would decorate it as time went on, but it didn't feel like home tge way their room in the Xiao-Long cabin or their house on Alrest had felt, "Why are you avoiding her?"





"I'm not-!" Ruby started to protest, only to stop as Pyra softly laid a finger across her lips.





"Yes, you have, and we all can see it, so, why?"





"...What if I'm not a good enough mother for her?" Ruby asked quietly, insecurely, "I… I hadn't had a Mom since I was five, Pyra. How am I supposed to be a Mom now?"





"By trying, for one," Pyra said, "I know you and Glimmer got off on the wrong foot, I know you're scared to be a mother. But you have to at least try before you can say you failed. You gave up everything for Glimmer in Aionis, why wouldn't she want you to be part of her life? So please try, if not for her, than for me?"





Ruby was quiet of a long moment before sighing, "Yang and Glimmer are supposed to show up later today, right? Why don't we show them a thing or three about cooking?"











Yang sat in the airbus taking the students, next to her niece. That was a thought, that while still strange, she was becoming more comfortable with. She had a niece, and it honestly felt like they had more in common with each other than Glimmer had with her parents. They were both rebels, around the same age, that chafed under their parents' eyes





Yang had taken Ruby's disappearance… badly, to say the least, she had got into more fights as time went on, to the point it was, her Dad and Qrow had made clear, pure nepotism that kept her in Signal. She just… She had, for as long as she remembered, defined herself around being a sister, and now she had no one to be a sister to. And when Ruby had reappeared, she was too old to easily slide back into the dynamic they had beforehand, and more focused on reuniting with her wives than with the Xiao Longs, when she wasn't sparring with Mom or Qrow. Mythra was the same, more focused on reuniting with Ruby and Nia. Nia was nice enough, but with a sarcastic edge to everything she said. Meanwhile Pyra…





Maybe it was because Glimmer was her daughter, maybe because that's the way she just was. But Pyra had been the most helpful around the house, cooking, making dishes, bonding with Dad. She was someone Yang had no shame in calling Sister-in-law. And Glimmer wasn't someone she had any shame in calling her niece.





"Hey Glim?" Yang said, nodding at a pair on the airbus. One was a cute black haired girl with a bow in her hair, a cleaver magnetically attached to her back and reading a book, the other a tall man wearing a samurai's helm, drinking from a jug that hung at his side. On his chest sat an X shaped Core Crystal, "Looks like we met the first neighbors, think we should introduce ourselves?"





"I guess," Glimmer said, following Yang over.





"Hey there!" Yang said and both of them looked at Glimmer and her. The Samurai Blade stopped his drink and spoke, "your eyes hold much sadness, the two of you. I won't ask why, but I will wonder why."





"Sorry, Perceval's like that," the girl said, "I'm Blake Belladonna."





"Yang Xiao Long," Yang introduced herself, and this is Glimmer Rhodes."





"Hi," Glimmer said.





"You gave your Blade a last name," Blake said, sounding confused.





"She's not my Driver," Glimmer corrected, sounding irritated at the mistake, "She's my aunt. I'm the result of a Human-Blade union. Ruby and Pyra did something to have me."





"Ruby, as in Ruby Rose, the Master Driver?" Perceval rumbled out.





"Yeah, that one."





"Then it is a pleasure to meet the daughter of the Aegis," Perceval said, taking a knee for a moment.





Suddenly, a news report came on, Lisa Lavender reporting about how the weekends Faunus Rights Rally had turned violent, the White Fang showing up, clashing with Huntsmen and demanding the release of the members Ruby had taken in. Yang saw Perceval plant a hand on Blake's shoulder out of the corner of her eye as the black haired girl twitched.











Weiss walked past the boy throwing up into a trashcan and the Blade patting him on the back. How had he even become a Driver? She had assumed, given the way Winter and Mòrag were, that there was a certain decorum required to be a Driver. This boy, and the blonde haired girl she was following, certainly destroyed that image.





She was chatting away, apparently uncaring that her companions didn't seem for advice on hand to hand combat and beauty tios in equal messure. The Black haired one was reading from a book, while the masked one drank from a bottle, the smell of tea hitting her nose as he uncorked the bottle.





They stopped suddenly and the blonde asked, "What are you doing here?"





"I can feel the love," Weiss leaned to the side, staring at the blonde girl leaning on the Beacon statue. She looked to be a year or so older than them, with golden eyes and a white dress that exposed quite a lot of skin, "Listen, I'm only here because Ruby and Pyra are busy and can't be here themselves, while Nia is scouring the CCT for signs of Dromarch. Pyra and Ruby are making dinner tonight for you two and any friends you made, so I guess… Three others?"





"Three?" the blond turned to look at Weiss, "who are you?"





"Weiss Schnee," the black haired girl said.





"Heiress to the Schnee Dust Company, wbo use exploitative practices on Faunus and regular civilians?" The Blade rumbled, eyes narrowing at her through the mask.





"That's the one, Perceval."





"I see," Perceval's hands went to his side, like he wanted to draw a blade.





"Listen, if you've got problems to work out, then don't do it in the middle of the courtyard," the golden eyed girl said, "anyways, I'm leaving, I have other things to do before dinner. See you there, Yang, Glimmer."





She turned, walking through the crowd which seemed to part for her.





"So that is the Aegis," Perceval rumbled out, causing Weiss and the black haired girl to both freeze.





"That… That was the Aegis?" Weiss asked, shock in her voice.





"How can you tell?" The black haired girl said.





"The sight of their core crystal is seared into the mind of every Blade."





"Yep, that's Mythra," Yang said with a sigh, "if you thought that she was annoying from that small interaction, imagine living with her."





"Why would you live with her?" Weiss asked in confusion.





"She's my Sister-in-law," Yang grunted out, "and my sister is her Driver."





"Your Sister is the Master Driver?" Weiss asked. According to Winter, General Ironwood had sent her a letter of invitation to be one of the leaders of DriveOps… Only to have it returned with a burn hole through it. Mòrag had given a rare laugh and said that sounded like her.











Blake walked with Perceval behind Yang and Glimmer, wondering how she had been roped into being considered a "friend" this quickly. And especially how she had become "friends" with Weiss Schnee, who had changed into a formal dress for the occasion.





They stopped in front of a door in the teachers quarter, and before Yang could even knock, the door swung open to show a red headed young woman wearing short shorts and a shirt that showed off her sides. She smiled widely, and pulled Glimmer into a hug, "Hi, Mom."





Mom?





After a minute she let Glimmer in and gave Yang an equally right hug, before focusing on the three of them and smiling, "Hello, I'm Pyra Rose. I'm glad you're getting off on the right foot with my daughter, come in, I need to help with the cooking.





"Blake Belladonna," Blake said.





"Perceval," The Blade introduced himself.





"Weiss Schnee," Weiss said, curtsying. Suck up.





"A pleasure to meet you, now please, come in!"





They stepped into the room to see a fifty year old, one eyed woman working the kitchen. Shoulder blade length red and black hair was caught in a net as she cooked. Pyra walked into the kitchen, putting on her own hairnet before joining the woman.





"Who's that?" Blake asked, even as her eyes landed on Mythra and a fox Faunus snuggling up against each other on the bed.





"That's… My mom," Glimmer hesitated before the word "Mom" like she wasn't sure she wanted to use it.





"I thought you said Glimmer's mother was your sister!" Weiss said towards Yang.





"She is!" Yang said, "Listen things went wonky in a way I still don't understand, but that's my sister, Ruby Rose. That's," the pointed to the redhead, "her wife and Blade Pyra. That's," she pointed to Mythra, "her wife and Blade Mythra and that's," she pointed to the fox Faunus, "her wife and Blade Nia."
 
That's an interesting way Yang put the situation with Ruby and her girls. But then again what do you expect from her when it took her losing her arm to start putting a least some thought into how she fights besides "punch, punch, and punch some more". Though it was a bit funny how Blake and Weiss reacted to it, with their expectations and what not so I'll let it pass.

Glad to see Mòrag is doing well and hopefully helping Winter and Weiss with their relationship problems due to their "Father". Hope she can help Ironwood with his semblance by acting like a counter to it and reminding him of his humanity. We'll see what's in store later.
 
Interlude 1
Mòrag sighed as she heard the doorbell ring through the Mantlen home. Relenting that she had had enough time in the bath, she stood, pulled on her pants and did her hair up in a bun, slid on the black button up shirt and jacket over it, opening the bathroom door, she walked down the hall amd said, "Hello, Winter, before you even ask, the answer is still no."





"General Ironwood ordered me to ask anyways, so I have to, will you join DriveOps?" Winter said, chuckling slightly as she offered Morag a cup of hot chocolate.





"No," Mòrag said.





"Weren't you part of your military on Alrest, though?" Winter asked, sitting across from Mòrag.





"Exactly, my loyalty lies with Mor Ardain, and, if it's no longer there, to my friends. Tora and I are only staying long enough to make enough money to buy tickets to Vale so we may reunite with Ruby."





Winter drank her coffee, clearly in thought, before saying "I might be able to help you with that…"





"Go on," Morag said, raising an eyebrow.





"Project P.E.N.N.Y has shifted due to Poppi lending access to herself for the project. Doctor Pollendina thinks that within the next month, he can get a functional Ether Furnace working. Making P.E.N.N.Y an-"





"Artificial Blade," Mòrag finished, "You're playing dangerous games, Winter…"





"Professor Pollendina's contract was clear. He would have a functional limitless budget in return for the most advanced prototype he could give us, even if it took decades to recreate. It'll take even longer to have Artificial Drivers anywhere near the skill level of a natural one. Anyways, I put forth Weiss as P.E.N.N.Y's Driver, and General Ironwood has agreed, of course, that such an important asset needs an escort. And while officially I am going to be enough, I doubt General Ironwood would protest if the two most experienced Drivers in Solitas came along."





Before Mòrag could respond, both her and Winter's Scrolls went off with the sound of an early Grimm warning. Winter expanded hers, which had more (read:any) military data than Mòrag's, to show about fifty red dots rapidly approaching Mantle's left side, about six blocks away.





"Brighid!" Mòrag called, her faithful Jewel appearing out of her bedroom, "Grimm, we're going to go deal with them. Aegaeon will meet up with us."





"Newt!" Winter said into her Scroll.





"Already on the way, Specialist!" Newt said, "Permission to recall my Blade?"





"For the time being," Winter said, Mòrag watching as the chroma katana vanished from her hip and she drew her saber.














Winter wasn't so proud as to refuse to admit, in her mind at least, that she looked up to Mòrag. It was hard not to, when she was everything Winter wanted to be. Former right hand of the leader of a nation, seemingly unflappable no matter the circumstances and, as something new, a better Driver than her.





Winter was getting used to Newt, both as a person and a weapon faster than anyone in DriveOps, but compared to Mòrag, she couldn't help feeling like an amateur.





In the time it took Winter to impale one Sabyr on her blade, Mòrag had split her blades into a whip form, whirling to pick up momentum before slashing through two Sabyrs and then, with seemingly the barest of effort, flicked her arms and changed the momentum to sheer the wings of a Manticore off, easily sidestepping the fireball before closing the distance and impaling the Manticore on Brighid's blade.





Not to be outdone, Winter cut down two more Sabyrs as they reached Newt, who was cleaving apart Grimm, back to back, with Aegaeon. jumping from glyph to glyph, Winter couldn't help but think- this was definitely more than fifty Grimm.





"Specialist!" Newt called, tossing her the Blade. The massive blade shrunk until it was barely a katana and more a wakizashi. Winter caught it in a backhand grip, spinning over another Manticore, glyphs lighting up along her saber before she slashed into it, leaving a wound covered in frost. Finishing the spin, Winter drove the flaming sword through the same wound, melting the ice and causing it to boil. The Manticore roared before turning its head to glare at Winter, firing a fireball at her. Winter sheathed Newt's Blade, just for a second, before drawing it fast and splitting the flaming blast in two. Before she could finish it off, a giant stone axe slammed into its head, slamming it into the ground and letting it decay. Seconds later, Donovan landed and drew his Blade, Yama, from the ground. Off to the side Lilac landed with her Blade Yura, and on the other Ishikawa landed with his Blade Gomen.





Still in the air, Winter flipped Newt's Blade into a front grip, coming down to bisect an Ursa about to hit Donovan, who was laying his axe against his shoulders with a grin.





"Eyes up! This isn't a drill, there's no time to be posing!" Winter reproached, turning as they heard a noise from the distance. Coming down the hill into Mantle were ten more Sabyrs, a Megalith, and a flock of Teryxes charging right for them. Before she could give an order one Teryxes flew down and snatched Lilac by the arms, leaving her struggling as they climbed higher and higher until.





Splat.





It dropped her from on high, her Aura, meger as it was to begin with, couldn't handle, shattering it and leaving her lying in the path of the Megalith, which promptly crushed her underfoot, Yuri having just enough time to gasp in horror before returning to her now dim Core Crystal. Winter tightened her grip on her weapons.





And then was reminded that Ishikawa had a teleportation Semblance, beating her to the punch as the middle aged man drew Gomen from its sheath, both of his red eyes open and blazing with rage. The Teryxes was split in two horizontally. Before Ishikawa teleported out of the way of two swooping ones. Appearing above, he decapitated them both before teleporting to the ground.











Ishikawa Kanji had an advantage his compatriots didn't, and he knew it would make all the difference in this fight. Unlike all the fighters except Commander Schnee, he had been an experienced Huntsman before joining DriveOps. One who's entire team had broken in the wake of exiting Atlas Academy. Some joined the, at the time, burgeoning Specialist Program, some moved to greener, and warmer, pastures, and another had died. But he had stayed home at Mantle, wanting to protect his hometown.





Even now, Ishikawa and Gomen had agreed they would only be part of DriveOps for a maximum of two years before returning to guardianship of Mantle.





And he could feel Gomen thought that was the right decision, which he was in agreement with. Awakening Gomen had shown he had an aptitude for Blades, but Ishikawa didn't think it would ever be as good as those two's.





The Commander had thrust her Blade in the air, making a flock of flaming Teryxes to distract the ones in the sky, meanwhile, she used her saber to cut down any Sabyrs that got too close. The other woman was efficiency in motion, swapping between her two Blades without missing a beat. One moment, she was swinging whip swords around to clear out Sabyrs, the next she was splitting an Ursa Major in two with a slash of a katana.





Finally, all that was left was the Megalith, which had been watching them throughout the fight. It was smart, it was learning…





Donovan ran forwards, swinging Yama for its head, where it left a prominent crack. The Megalith reared back, and Ishikawa realized with horror that only he would make it in time, and he had no way to stop the goring tusk. Gripping his Blade anyways, Ishikawa half drew it as he prepared to give his life, determined to at least take the beast out with him.





Before he could activate his Semblance, however, somethings rocketed through the air faster than he could blink. One directly towards the Megalith and the other towards Donovan.





Slamming into the tusk was a shield held by a strange, medium sized creature with fur and wings apparently. Engines fired off the back of the shield, holding it in place against the force of the Megalith.





"Meanie-big Grimm not hurt Driver!" It yelled.





"It's about time you got here, Tora!" The dark haired woman called.





"Not Tora's fault!" The creature protested, "Tora had to wait for Poppi. Tora came as soon as he could!"





"And just in time, I might add," Winter said, "Newt!"





"Right, Specialist!" The Blade called as she caught her blade, growing to massive size in her second pair of hands. Ishikawa, on instinct, tossed the blade to his partner. Gomen's eyes closed beneath his tengu mask, his ether lines flaring beneath his kimono as he lowered himself into an iaijutsu stance, the ambient ether causing the snow around his feet to gently swirl.





Then, in an instant too small for Ishikawa to keep track of, Gomen's eyes had opened and the katana was unsheathed, a wave of light ether rushing past Newt to slam into the spot where Donavon had cracked the bone, shattering it and leaving a deep wound in the Megalith's face. Newt brought her giant sword down on the wound and slashed it in half.











Mission Report, DriveOps, 0001





On Site Operatives





Winter Schnee, Specialist Commander Rank 1





Lilac Orchid, Specialist Rank 10, deceased. Blade will be recycled when possible.





Donavon Stone, Specialist Rank 10, uninjured, but reprimanded by Specialist Commander Schnee for un-Operative behavior. Several more weeks of drills before allowed back into the field.





Ishikawa Kanji, Specialist Rank 9, pending promotion to 8. Fought commendably with Blade, nothing but praise from Specialist Commander Schnee. Credited with partial defeat of Megalith Alpha, nominated for promotion for efforts.
 
Hello Morag! Nice to see you, Bridget, and Aegaeon are doing well, and still loyal to Mor Ardain and her crew. Glad to see I was right that Winter's blade was Newt. That blade is the perfect match for her, which anyone who's played Xenoblade 2 and pulled her would agree. Plus, seeing Winter look up to Morag was just adorable.

Also… TORA AND POPPI TO THE RESCUE!!! That little ball of fluff has saved my ass so many times with his adorable badass of a Blade. Heck, he's my go to Tank for any battle I get into with Rex as my main with Pyra/Mythra, Roc, and Nia (if she's not playing full on healer) as my blades, and either Morag or Zek as the aggressors. Though I'm wondering, does Poppi have all three of her forms or just the two from the main storyline?
 
Hello Morag! Nice to see you, Bridget, and Aegaeon are doing well, and still loyal to Mor Ardain and her crew. Glad to see I was right that Winter's blade was Newt. That blade is the perfect match for her, which anyone who's played Xenoblade 2 and pulled her would agree. Plus, seeing Winter look up to Morag was just adorable.

Also… TORA AND POPPI TO THE RESCUE!!! That little ball of fluff has saved my ass so many times with his adorable badass of a Blade. Heck, he's my go to Tank for any battle I get into with Rex as my main with Pyra/Mythra, Roc, and Nia (if she's not playing full on healer) as my blades, and either Morag or Zek as the aggressors. Though I'm wondering, does Poppi have all three of her forms or just the two from the main storyline?
Poppi is currently stuck in Alpha form because that's what's shown in all depictions of her (the photo, when she pops out of the Supercomputer at the) in 3 is. She will eventually get QT amd QTpi back.
 
So, I'm curious on people's opinions of making Penny a Artificial Blade. I know it's a risky move, so I'd like to hear opinions
 
Penny the Artificial Blade doesn't strike me as a bad thing. Given what Poppi and Rosa can do, It's not a huge upgrade, it's more of a side-grade with an aim for durability over mobility.
 
Penny the Artificial Blade doesn't strike me as a bad thing. Given what Poppi and Rosa can do, It's not a huge upgrade, it's more of a side-grade with an aim for durability over mobility.
Aside from the potential for aether based attacks AND ability to grant aether based attacks to a partner, both of which are pretty damn big, particularly for folks like Ironwood read in on the Maidens and how magic used to be a thing
 
Given things that come up later in RWBY? It's a side grade over a straight up grade. She gets the pseudo magic faster but doesn't get the range she had as a Maiden in the late-mid series of RWBY.
 
Chapter 7
Weiss stood around the apartment, feeling surprisingly awkward and relieved as she realized she didn't know any of the people there and that they didn't particularly care she was heiress of the SDC. Blake and her Blade had settled on the outdoor balcony, Blake reading a book and Perceval had joined her.





"So," Weiss said lamely, "How did your… Uh, unusual relationship start?"





"It started with my and Mythra," Pyra said, "Well, Nia was there at the beginning too, but it started with me asking Ruby an impossible favor. That, in typical Ruby fashion, she made come true."





"Hey, don't making me go sounding like some miracle worker here," Ruby said with a laugh, "I was just a really stubborn girl who had made a promise."





"And that makes you a miracle worker for us," Pyra said, kissing Ruby on the cheek, "anyways, by the time we finished the journey, we had both fallen in love with her, and as sisters we couldn't really take her for one- are you alright, Yang?"





Yang had been drinking from a bottle of root beer (at least, Weiss hoped it was root beer, she knew Vale had a younger drinking age than Atlas), only to start choking suddenly, grabbing her throat and coughing wildly. Glimmer, who was sitting next to her watching the news, slammed her fist against Yang's back until she spit out the liquid that had gone down the wrong pipe.





"You're WHAT!?" She demanded with, strangely, red eyes, still gasping for air, "Ruby, you married a pair of sisters!? What the fuck!?"





"Huh?" Ruby said, looking up from cutting the fat off Weiss's steak at her request, "Uh, yeah? Did that never come up? I know I told Mom… Anyways, yeah, Pyra and Mythra are sisters."





"No, no, we are not moving past this! Why the fuck would you both want to marry her!? I mean, I know it's my sister and that's a strange thing to ask but-"





"She made us feel whole," Mythra said, "We had… I had… Something traumatic happened, so I created Pyra as a coping mechanism and hid away. And Ruby never cared. She never doubted either of us's right to exist, and given the thoughts that were going through our head at the time… That was everything, and more."





"What do you mean "made Pyra as a coping mechanism"? Glimmer asked, looking away from the TV screen to look between her mothers and aunt.





"We call each other sisters," Pyra said, "but it's really closer to me being a split personality of Mythra that got her own body."





"How's that work?" Weiss asked, only to get a shrug from Ruby.





"Blade are weird, kiddo. Either they got a strange personality or strange biology or something else. When you're a Driver as long as I've been, you see all sorts of Blades. Blades that love their Driver, Blades that hate 'em, Blades that act like their parent, or kid, or anything in between. A Blade with two personalities splitting into two bodies so they could be separate and together with their Driver… Well, I'll admit it's stranger than most, but the Aegises never played by anyone's rules but their own to begin with."











Nia walked outside, subtly gesturing for Pyra to lock the balcony door behind her and taking her chair and wedging it in so the door couldn't be made to open, "So, what's your war?"





"My war?" Blake asked in confusion.





"A man Ruby really looked up to, a long, long time ago used to say that everyone has their own war they're fighting. A place they're trying to go, someone they're trying to stop, things like that. But he also meant up here," Nia tapped her head meaningfully, "Something that's got you fighting the hardest war, the one against yourself. You got one, I can tell. Don't worry, the only people I might tell are my girls, and they can keep a secret. I'll tell you the war I fought, if you tell me yours."





"Only if you go first," Blake said, stubbornly. Nia just laughed.





"So you can back out if you decide I don't know a whit of what I'm talking about, right? Fair enough. My war… Well, there's a big part I don't feel comfortable sharing about, it has to do with the nature of Blades and we'd prefer that information never get out. It was a mistake from the first to the last. So we'll start where, I'd bet you a pretty coin, our wars are very similar."





"Sure," Blake said, sounding like she didn't believe that for a second.





"It starts… With that thing I can't talk about. To do it is a mistake, from first to last, everyone who did it was a mistake that broke the rules of being a Blade. Which meant I was a mistake. So I joined a group of other Mistakes. Thought we were gonna carve out our own little piece of the world, only to realize the others were… Not as well intended as me. I took Ruby, who they had just run through, and ran. And that was my war, grappling with being a Mistake while also slowly coming to love a girl who didn't seem to have eyes for me… Course, I was wrong about that.











Blake quietly thought to herself as she cut into the steak, a perfect medium-rare, thinking about her and Nia. It was scary how similar they were in the past. Both a faunus, or faunus like Blade in Nia's case, that had joined a terrorist organization under the belief of them being anything but, before breaking away when they realized the truth.





And when she told Nia her story, struggling not to cry and Perceval's hand on her shoulder, all she had seen was understanding. Not pity, not judgment, but pure understanding of what it was like to know what Blake had come from.





And when it was all over, Nia had just planted a calming, motherly hand on her head and told her she was there, if she ever needed to talk, even if Blake didn't feel comfortable talking to her wives. Unwedged the door and knocked so Pyra would know to let them in, and went back to cuddling with Mythra on the bed.





Finally, dinner was ready, a small salad with steaks for them all. Pyra and Mythra had swapped positions, so now Mythra was leaning on Ruby and Pyra and Nia sat together to the side, doing the same to each other.





Blake swallowed as a thought ran through her head. If Perceval wasn't judging her for it, and Nia wasn't… Was it possible that…





"Do you mind if I eat quickly? I have a call I need to make."





"No, go ahead," Ruby said, "We're not trying to keep you hostage, if you need to be somewhere, you need to be somewhere. Who are you calling, if you don't mind me asking?"





"My parents, I- I don't- I haven't talked to them in a few years."





"Teenage rebellion?"





"Basically," Blake said, taking the convenient out from talking about her past.





"Well, I hope they're as happy to hear from you as I was to see Glimmer again. I know I might not be a very good mom, but losing contact with your children is always kinda rough-"





"What do you mean 'not a very good-' is that why you've been avoiding me!?" Glimmer demanded, standing up and marching to her mother, "listen, I'm your kid. I set the boundaries, and I might not really know how the spark having a mom is like, but I decide if we try to have a relationship with each other and I want to try before we both give up. Understand, mom?"





"Yes, Glimmer," Ruby said, meekly, and Blake would admit it was funny to see the Master Driver, supposedly the strongest Driver in the world, practically cowering behind her wife at her daughter's tirade.
 
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