The sleeping woman awoke to a very interesting sight unfolding before them, and the first to see this was Nix as she was the first to wake. The long-haired girl sat up from in between Glynda’s breasts and turned towards the rest of the room, and what she saw made her wonder whether or not she was still dreaming. She saw her lover twice, but that wasn’t what surprised her so much, it was the fact that her twin lovers were moving in exactly the same way, perfectly mirroring one another. As Nix continued to rub the sleep from her eyes, she questioned what she was seeing, “baby, what are you doing?”

The moment she spoke, the two mirroring (Y/N)’s turned to face her in perfect unison, “Oh, uh, good morning, Nix/ Oh, uh, good morning, Nix.” As the duo spoke in unison, they both came to the same conclusion at the exact same time, “Oh shit you can talk too/ Oh shit I can talk too?” The duo then immediately started chuckling at the revelation, “Damn that’s fucking wild! This Skill is sick as fuck/ Damn that’s fucking wild! This Skill is sick as fuck!” The duo continued to confuse Nix, but the commotion that they were causing quickly woke up the rest of the lovers that were cuddled up in the bed. Pyrrha, Neyah, and then Glynda, all awoke to the same sight that Nix woke to.

Neyah was the first of them to voice her thoughts, “Darling, why didn’t you leave your damn clone last night? Sleeping with Glynda was cool as fuck, but it probably would’ve been better if you’d been there to” she exclaimed, barely even registering the weird interaction that was happening between him and his clone.

“Uhm, Neyah, that is a great question, but I don’t believe that is what we should be asking about right now. The real question that I find myself wondering about is what Hubby is doing with his clone, and of course, why its talking.” As Glynda rose from her slumber, she rubbed the rest from her eyes and tried her best to focus her eyes on the scene unfolding before them, but unfortunately, she wasn’t able to see much.

“Pura, lovely, could you grab my glasses off that nightstand for me?” Pyrrha immediately acknowledged the woman’s question and turned her attention to finding Glynda’s eye wear.

“Of course, miss Glynda,” she said as she reached across the bed to the nightstand and handed Glynda’s glasses to her. As the mature woman put them on and adjusted them to her face, she quickly recognized what all the commotion was about.

“My love, what are you doing with you clone this early on in the morning? If you needed physical comfort, we would’ve been more than happy to let you into the cuddle session” she said with a sly smile.

“No, that’s not what happened/No, that’s not what happened!” He and his clone exclaimed, “but that does beg the question, would it be gay or just masturbation/ He and his clone exclaimed, “but that does beg the question, would it be gay or just masturbation?” As they asked the question, they both turned to face one another with a knowing smile. As soon as they saw each other’s look, they immediately started to laugh, “Yeah that’s what I was thinking/ Yeah that’s what I was thinking.” After the laughter died down a little, they quietly noted, “maybe we should invest in some transformation skills/maybe we should invest in some transformation skills.”

“Hey! I know how much you love talking to yourself, but now aint the fucking time. Darling, or Darling’s, explain what happened” Neyah loudly spoke, breaking the duo from their thoughts.

“Oh right/oh right” they both thought as they turned to one another, “hey you think you can sit this one out while I tell them about what went down/ hey you think you can sit this one out while I tell them about what went down?” Their eyes widened in sudden realization, “Fuck, we’re perfectly synced/ Fuck, we’re perfectly synced!” This was an idea that (Y/N) had for a while even when he was still on earth, and the concept was simple. What would happen if you had a perfect, identical clone that shared all of your growth, experiences, and memories and you put the duo in the same space? He always thought that since the two would be identical in every way they’d automatically respond to anything in the exact same way, and thus be in a perpetual loop of synchronicity. “We have to think about different thoughts or say something the other wouldn’t have said/ We have to think about different thoughts or say something the other wouldn’t have said!”

That was the solution that he had concluded all those years ago in his silent thought experiment. If two perfectly identical clones of one another were to meet, then they’d be in perfect sync until they could somehow expose one another to a different environmental stimulus, or simply start thinking different thoughts. Luckily for them, there was a simple solution to their small problem. “You know you’re a clone, right? / what different thoughts should we think?” If the (Y/N) clone didn’t know he was an Aura clone then he would have simply asked the same question to the other one and the synchronicity wouldn’t have been broken, but since that’s not the case it worked.

“Nice move me! That was some nice thinking there” the Aura clone said to his originator.

“Nah not really, if our positions were swapped then you would’ve come to the same conclusion.”

“True, you are not lying.”

After the duo relished in their small victory, Glynda spoke with, “are you two done figuring out your little issue, so you can explain what you were doing, playing with yourself so early in the morning?”

The both of them sighed in unison, “Yes/Yes” in a sudden realization, the duo turned back to one another with a horrified look, “shit not again/shit not again!” The two took a moment to calm themselves down, “wait, wait, wait, you’re a clone, so just let me talk first in these scenarios/ wait, wait, wait, you’re the main, so just talk first in these scenarios” as they finished their sentences, they gave each other another knowing look, before the clone took a step backwards to give his main man the floor.

“So, basically what happened was, when I came back, I saw you guys sleeping super soundly and I didn’t want to bother you, so I decided to sit around chill for a while. However, after like 5 minutes it started to feel like a waste of time, so I decided to increase my skill with my Call Off. And as you can see, I think I did that pretty extensively.”

*Call Off* {Lvl: MAX}- A skill using your Semblance, Overtime, to create a complete perfect replica of yourself. It has the same touch, taste, look, sound, and smell as you, but it is created entirely out of Aura. Now that you have mastered your connection with your Aura, you and your clone have a completely one to one shared experience. Anything you see, your clone sees, anything your clone sees, you see, and the same is true for all other senses. Most impressively, your Aura has evolved far beyond what it was previously and now has gained its own consciousness that perfectly replicates your own; Shared Experience; Skill Usage; Cost 100% au

EX: Elevated Consciousness- Your Aura is now perfectly identical to you in every single way, and is now a true thinking, feeling, smelling, tasting, replica of yourself

“So basically, my Aura clone functions like an actual clone. He is me in every way except for strength I think.”

“Wait, hol up, I think we’re just as strong as one another” His clone said as he took a small step forward, “you know how I have all our skills and I can use my own substance to use those skills? Essentially, if we were to fight one another, you’d definitely win, however, if we’re talking pure strength as in damage output then I think we’d be the exactly the same.”

“Yeah maybe base to base, but I still have all this equipment stuff on,” (Y/N)’s eyes then lit up as he came to a sudden realization, “no way, do you-“

“Hell, yeah, I do! Shield included OG!” The conclusion that the duo came to was that the Aura clone of (Y/N) had both the same level, physical stats, and equipment as the original, meaning that their strengths were perfectly identical to one another.

“Damn that is super overpowered,” he said to himself. “Ok I take that back, we have exactly the same strength and everything. The only difference is he’s made of Aura, kinda, and I’m made of flesh and stuff, but we literally share each other’s senses, so we are always experiencing the same thing as the other is.”

“Your abilities truly never cease to amaze my love” Glynda spoke quietly as she laid back down in the bed. “But do you think that right now is a good time for all this skill testing and what not? It’s the weekend, I want to sleep. Matter of fact, everyone wants to sleep” as she decided that it was time for rest, she pulled everyone back into her embrace. “Now its your turn my love, and you to (Y/N), don’t think your getting out of this. Strip and join. Now!” At the command, the two (Y/N)’s looked at one another for a moment before obliging the sleepy mature woman’ s command. The OG (Y/N) took his clothes from his body as usual, but the clone simply phased the clothing from existence which was confusing for a moment until he realized that he was made entirely from Aura, clothing included.

The duo got in where they fit in, cuddling into Glynda’s sides in place of Neyah and Pura, which prompted both of them to snuggle deeply into their preferred lover’s embrace. The group of lovers then fell asleep again, this time for an additional 3 hours. After the group awoke, they cuddled for a while before the sister lovers decided to take the time to test (Y/N)’s statement on them having a shared perception. At first it started with little things like Neyah gently pinching or slapping the clone or the original and asking if the other felt it. Then Pura started kissing the original and asking if the clone could feel it, and these kinds of exchanges continued until they decided to take things up a notch.

The girls followed Glynda’s lead and started calling the clone (Y/N) and calling the original, well, what they normally called him, using their pet names. After a while of testing the physical shared perception, they took the clone into the bathroom and started to show him things and then telling their lover to identify what he was seeing. They continued this with sound, taste, and everything and anything else they could come up with until they were satisfied with concluding that they truly were one in the same.

The experience for (Y/N) was interesting to say the least, but it helped him a ton to learn how to see, feel, touch, taste, and hear through his clone properly. At first it was incredibly trippy, having his eyesight forcibly expanded to accommodate what was essentially two people’s visions, but having the stuff tested by his lovers helped him get used to the feeling. The same was true for the other senses, not so much touch since he already had gotten used to it, and his clone had to get used to it as well. When they finished with the testing and all that, Glynda said she needed to do some things with Ozpin, so she left the group for the moment, leaving them to their own devices. The group decided to eat for a while before they went to Glynda’s room, telling her that they’d be there before they left, to practice some more. Before they left the room, (Y/N) dispelled his call off and as the Aura came back into his body, the clone’s memories, from its perspective, were absorbed into his brain and was instantly played in his mind like a movie. For a moment after the experience, it was incredibly disorienting, but he eventually got used to it, and as they trained, he took advantage of the opportunity to fight with himself.

Unsurprisingly, neither one of them were able to land a hit on each other, it turned into an endurance test since the moment the clone ran out of Aura to use, he disappeared, but as long as he didn’t go to 0% he could use his MAX Aura Recovery to build his reserves back up. Eventually, Glynda returned, and their training continued, now with both (Y/N)’s teaming up on Glynda to get extra practice in, but since she was easily able to sense the difference between the two of them, she could instantly destroy the clone forcing (Y/N) back into a temporary one on one while he waited for his Aura to recover. The rest of the session went really well, allowing (Y/N) to learn how to properly coordinate his attacks with himself mainly through thinking up separate attack patterns for himself and his clone before he spawned him in, allowing the knowledge of its job to already be placed in its mind.

The rest of the day was spent cuddling and snuggling with one another, and as the group was winding down, the duo of (Y/N)’s had a similar thought. “Yeah OG, go ahead and handle our business. I’ll hold down the fort here, I already know that you’d much rather be here than there.” As the clone spoke, the girl’s attention was brought to him and their lover who was lying on the bed next to them.

Pyrrha was quick on the uptake, “so it’s time for you to leave already Hubby?”

(Y/N) let out a quick sigh, “yeah it seems that way.”

Neyah then chimed in with, “but the suns still up a lil bit. Why do you gotta leave so early?”

Nix followed with, “the sun is down and has been down, but I know what you mean sister. You normally leave so much later, why must you go so soon? I’d much rather have both you and (Y/N) then just one of you.”

“I’d love to stay, chat, and cuddle with you all for the rest of the night, but I can’t today” said the original.

“He’s got a lot of stuff he’s got to go handle tonight, so its best if he leaves a little bit early tonight. Don’t worry tho, if anything happens to him, I’ll be the first to know.” After being reassured by their lover’s clone, they decided to let him leave after giving them kisses and promising to be alright. Their lover scooped up his furry partner Byakko, opened up the rooms back window, and jumped out of it, sending himself flying towards the ground. Even as he leapt out, the girls inside remained completely calm, unsurprised by the way he chose to exit.

“Hey (Y/N), why the fuck do you jump from windows instead of just leaving like a normal person?”

“Uhm, because its faster” he said sheepishly as he was then tackled down to the bed by the woman.

After the aggressive tackle, the girls quickly snuggled into the cloned man, preparing themselves for sleep. As they began settling into position, Nix looked up to (Y/N) and asked an interesting question, “hey (Y/N), can you sleep normally? As in, can you regularly choose to fall asleep, unlike Babe?”

The man thought of the question for a moment before he came to the answer, “nope. I probably have even less of an ability to sleep than the OG does. Funnily enough, when we took a nap earlier, the ‘sleep’ I had didn’t even feel like sleep, it just felt like I was back in OG’s body when he sleeps.”

“Interesting,” Pyrrha began, “the more you know” she said as she snuggled deeper into (Y/N)’s embrace. That was the last thing the girls said before they slowly seeped into unconsciousness, watched over by the very much awake (Y/N), who closed his eyes to focus on the actions of his original counterpart.

The original saw as his clone put the girls to rest, and it was at that moment that he fully focused on what was happened in front of him. He already cleared the gate and began running/teleporting down the mountain whenever he saw fit, and he soon passed the gate at the base of the mountain, heading into the city of Vale. As he leaped from roof to roof, he quickly shifted into his devilish appearance and Byakko quickly followed suit. Before they reached the club, (Y/N) paused on one of the rooftops where they would remain unseen, and he placed Byakko on the ground for them to talk about something really quickly. “Alright girl, tonight we’ll be killing a lot of people, and therefore we’ll be getting a lot of Human Essence. Which is great, but I can’t have you on the battlefield munching on peoples remains so you can get to the core inside. So instead, can you store it in your inventory for later, or just gift them all to me so I can feed them to you later?”

Byakko nodded her head in understanding and let out an adorable, “Mwrah” in response.

“Good girl, now you can have these to hold you over until then” (Y/N) took the moment to pull out ten of the small, multi-colored balls of Essence from his chest and fed them to his furry companion. The reason he was giving these to her now was mainly because he had no use for them. He looked through the beast tamer menu to see if he could make a person or something, but unfortunately, he couldn’t, but he could use them to enhance a formed egg. However, he still didn’t need to do that now, and he’d be getting a lot more tonight anyway, so it didn’t matter.

| Byakko |

Human Assimilation Rate (20%)

“It seems like it only takes a hundred Human Essence for her to assimilate humans, which means it only takes a hundred kills. I’m gonna have way more as extra than I thought I would, guess that means that I gotta find a use for the rest” he thought as he picked Byakko back up and teleported into Hel’s Kitchen.

This time, the moment he entered, everyone was completely ready for his presence and even though he was earlier than usual, they greeted him formally as he entered. The Elites, even Mil and Mel, stood from their seats and bowed as he appeared, “Boss/Chief/Bro/Brother!” They all greeted him in perfect unison and even though they all called him different names, they still sounded incredibly unified in there meaning. (Y/N) wasn’t confused by the sudden formality, he understood the importance that today held, but at the same time it felt incredibly unnatural for the twins to not give him a hug and kiss on entry. So, he simply raised his hand and motioned for the group to raise their heads.

“There is no need for formalities today, or any day for that matter. We are a Clan, and you all are my closest confidants, so we will never act any differently from how we normally would with one another. It is simply not needed.” In that moment, the twins immediately shot up from their positions and leaped at the man, wrapping him in a tight embrace.

“Like it was super weird not to show you love when you can in!”

“Yeah, I got so antsy when I thought I wouldn’t be able to give you a kiss today!”

After a moment of hugging the girls in return, they let go to give way to Z approaching him with an extended fist, “what’s up chief, how you doin on this fine evening.”

(Y/N) happily pounded the extended fist and answered the man’s question with a smooth, “I’m coo, but I’ll be cooler after tonight’s over.”

Zeb chuckled slightly at the Chief’s response, “yeah, I feel that.” After there quick exchange, Junior gave his Boss a small bow from his seat before the Devil walked over to Hel and received a quick masked kiss.

“Hon, everything should be ready. All that’s left now is for us to suit up and move out as silently as possible.”

“Do we have eyes on what’s going down at the docs right now?” The Devil asked everyone in the room.

Junior quickly rose from his seat and spoke, “yes sir we do. First, we spotted lots of movement, mainly large black vans making their way towards the complex about 2 hours ago, but a few Bullheads were spotted about an hour after that. As of right now, the Bullheads have already landed, the vehicles already pulled up, and the fighting has begun. Its only a matter of time before Roman takes control of the shipyard.”

“That’s perfect, lets hurry up and get there then. Make sure the men’s other vehicles are parked at least a block away from the location, I don’t want anyone knowing that their coming.”

“Yes Boss!” After the announcement and orders, the group quickly made their way through the club and exited the glowing archway making their way onto the balcony. As it was the night before, the entire floor was an ocean of Red suits with the exception of the seven Sins that stood out in front. Instead of giving a huge motivational speech as he stood above the group of Acolytes, he simply leaped from the platform, and watched as the men parted like the red sea so the Devil, his Mistress, and the Elites could walk through.

The Devil and his crew walked through the parted men and up the stairs, but before they exited the premises, the Devil turned around to face the men. “There are no words that need to be said tonight. Tonight, we’ll let our actions speak for themselves. Above All” after the quick words, the ones above everyone else walked out of the club and waiting for them at the end on the black carpet was different vehicle than before. This car was much larger and armored than the previous black SUV, and it appeared to be a heavily armored Hummer like vehicle that was mostly crimson in coloring. The only parts of the car that weren’t a vibrant crimson was the lining on the four doors, the pitch-black tinted windows, the rubber on the tires, and the massive battering ram like bull guard on the grill of the Hummer, all of which were pitch black. There was also a black demon decal on the hood of the truck, and the rear of the car was a large truck bed that could easily fit anything someone would want it to fit on it. Due to is large size, armor plating, demonic decals, and the loud rumbling of the engine that shook the ground even when the car was at rest, this large, monster truck was clearly the official vehicle of the Elites of the Demon Clan.

As they did before, Junior got in the driver’s seat, Hel sat passenger, the twins sat on the edges in the back, the Devil sat snuggly in the center with Scylla on his lap, and Z hopped in the bed of the truck, to which shockingly the car didn’t shake an inch. Once they were perfectly situated, Junior took the fuck off, roaring the engine down the street and fully announcing their presence to anyone who had ears. “I guess this car is supposed to lightly represent my upfront values and what not,” he thought as they sped down the streets. Along the short car ride, nobody spoke a word, but it was an incredibly comfortable silence and it felt as if they all understood what was about to go down, so they saw no need to talk about it.

Like before, businesses soon turned to warehouses and storage facilities, and once the group got close enough, Junior slowed the car to a stop and turned off the car’s engine. The place where the car stopped was surrounded by large warehouses, factories, shipping containers, and a massive dock that stretched far along the district. However, there was one massive section that was covered by fencing with a single proper entryway, watchtowers, and what should have been alive Atlas military grade guards and weaponry, but the guns had already been destroyed, the men were dead, and there was a massive whole in the usual one-way fencing. This was the large section that was dedicated to the Schnee companies imports and as of right now it was occupied by Roman and friends. “Boss, how do we go in? You want to just ram the car through, or should we hop out and continue on foot?” (Y/N) thought about it for a moment, thinking about the best and worst ways that it could end in both scenarios.

“Do we know if the fighting is completely over with yet? I haven’t heard any extra Bullheads flying in to help with exporting the Dust yet.”

Junior thought about it for a moment, “based off of what the spotter said, they started bum rushing in about an hour ago, I highly doubt that the battle would last longer than that considering Roman’s reckless abandon and aggressive style. If anything, it’d be likely that the Bullheads are simply late instead of Roman no getting the job done as fast as he usually would.”

After taking another moment to think it over, the Devil made a decision, “we’re going in on foot, follow my lead, and when I give the signal wreck house.” As the order was given, they all exited the vehicle and formed up behind their leader, and after taking a moment to look everyone over and cloak the Hummer, they took off for the area. “Scarlet isn’t exactly combat suitable, so first things first we gotta get her up to a vantage point so she can drop knowledge on us from above. After she locates Roman and any other major threats, we can make some noise.” This was his general thought process as he scoured the area for a safe enough location for Hel to spot for them, and after he saw an especially large building that towered over the immediate area, he led the group to it. He took a moment to feel around the premises for any enemies before motioning for the Elites to stay and grabbing onto Hel’s hand to teleport to the top of the building. It took a few more teleports than he expected, but he eventually got Scarlet to the top of the tower, letting her overlook the entire premises. “Alright, you’re our eyes in the sky, if you need me just tell me” he whispered to his lover.

“I’ll be fine, just make sure you stay alive, ok Hon” she joked as she pulled up his mask and her own to place a chaste kiss on his lips. After the small kiss lasted a minute longer than expected, the lovers broke the showing of affection with smiles on their faces before (Y/N) teleported off the building, rapidly falling towards the ground. He fell incredibly fast but as his feet touched the ground the only thing that the Elites could hear was a small puff of air, and as he landed, he motioned for them to continue following.

The group that he was working with was by no means a stealthy team, the only exceptions being Mil, Mel and Scylla, so their goal wasn’t to remain unseen, it was to stay hidden long enough for them to get close to Roman to ensure that he wouldn’t be able to retreat before the Devil got to him. The Devil silently led his small group up and over an opening in the fencing that allowed them to silently enter the massive property and by slowly creeping in between storage containers, they were able to close the gap between them and the main force. The closer they got, the thicker the smell of gunpowder, Dust explosions, and blood became, giving a general idea of how close they were to the central action of the battle.

(Y/N) had his mental map pulled up so he could see the large mass of red dots in the center of the yard, but there were still a bunch of them spread out around the yard giving a skewed sense of how many men there truly were. It was because of this, that with every step forward, it became three times as hard to keep their presence concealed, mostly because of the two massive figures that walked at the back of the group, but luckily, they didn’t have to wait much longer as they heard the Mistress’s voice in their ears. “Target one is in the central most zone of the complex, I repeat central most zone. He’s surrounded by a bunch of no name black suits, but there is one person who looks to be an obstacle. Small white woman, hair brown and pink, has an umbrella on her hip, looks to be Neopolitan. Air is clear, streets are empty, you are clear to fuck shit up.”

Back on the floor of the complex, in the midst of an army of Xiong family men a man dressed in a pure white suit lined in red with a black bowler hat and long black dress pants, was erupting on any and everyone in the area. “What the fuck? What the actual fuck!?!? I take over the stupid fucking base, I corner all the Dust anyone could want, I do all the hard fucking work, and what do I get? A whole bunch a RETARDS who can’t arrive on time! Now, I’m sitting around with like 400 plus idiots with idle fucking hands! I swear to god, I think I’m gonna kill somebody if SOMEBODY doesn’t get the fuck up and do something!” He yelled loudly while he stood at the center of a literal army of black suited men who were all sitting around, waiting for the Bullheads to show so they could load the Dust.

One of the men who was nearest to the Boss stood up from his spot and approached the angered man, “Boss, what should we do while we wait?” The man’s eyes widened slightly as he was asked the simple question, and in an exaggerated manner, the Boss turned to his partner, who was sitting on a crate swinging her legs, and asked her a question.

“Neo?” He began, getting the girl’s attention. The girl called Neo’s head perked up as the man requested her input, she then smiled brightly at the man, waiting for his question. “Did this fucking idiot just ask me what he should be doing?” Neo being completely honest simply shrugged her shoulders at the man, not knowing what he had asked since she wasn’t paying attention. “That’s what I thought. I really don’t know either because like Neo, I don’t speak retard. However, you could literally be doing ANYTHING! Patrol the area! Grab some crates! Check some bodies! Stand up and stretch you goddamn legs for all I care! Just stop sitting around like a bunch of fucking lazy assholes and do something!” As he finished erupting on the man, he took a moment to calm himself down, taking in deep breaths, before he them placed his arm heavily on the man’s shoulder. “Actually, never mind, for you specifically, you won’t have to do anything else, ever again.” He then turned back to his partner who went back to doing the same thing she was doing before, “Neo? Please kill this man for being an idiot and a lazy fuck” for a moment it was silent, but after that Neo happily hoped down from the crate as she extended a blade from the tip of her umbrella. The man attempted to move but he was paralyzed in fear, and everyone in the camp watched as Neo cleanly sliced the Xiong Family man’s head from his body.

The silence that rang through the army was deafening, but once again, a loud voice cut through the silence with fake smile and some encouraging words. “Now, I have no use for fat, lazy, idiotic men in my new Gang! So, you better get your fat asses up before I stick my foot up your ass and shove Neo’s umbrella down your fucking throat!” After screaming the command, the men across the compound began chatting with one another as they stood up to appear as if they were going to go do something, completely unfazed by the death of another one of their own. The Boss then went and sat down by his partner in crime who was incredibly happy that he sat next to her, “damn these guys are idiots. Now I’m kinda mad that more of them didn’t die in the fight, at least then they’d be a little more manageable.” Neo only half listened to the man as he spoke as she was much more focused on something else. The small woman lightly tapped on the man’s shoulder to get his attention, “what Neo, I’m lookin out for the late assholes” he said dismissively, not even turning to look at her.

So, she tapped again, only a little bit harder this time to get her attention, “Neo, what the fuck do you want? Ok, ok, you want my attention, you have my attention. What do you want?” He was clearly irritated by her tapping and that made her feel bad, but she still wanted something from him, so she tried her best to ignore the way she made him feel. Now that she had his attention though, she rapidly tapped her head and moved it towards him, signaling him to pat her head. “Wait, you want praise?” She quickly nodded her head yes, “Now?” she nodded her head faster. “You didn’t even do anything tho. You gotta earn praise from the great Roman Torchwick Neo, all you did was kill some nobody. I could’ve done it myself if I wanted to, I just wanted to give you something to do.” Neo’s happy expression quickly turned sour as she tiled her head down, stopped swinging her legs, and stared at the concrete floors like something interesting was happening down there.

Roman saw this and tried to make it right by saying, “I know how you feel, and I didn’t mean to make you sad, but you gotta understand shit is different now. I’m moving up to the big leagues and your gonna be my plus one, so I gotta switch things up a little bit. We can’t be all, you know, buddy-buddy like we were before. Those days are behind us” the moment he said it, Neo’s mood only worsened, but as soon as Roman noticed this he turned back to her. “Hey, how about this, one more time for old time’s sake, and after this let’s get some ice cream, I think I’m in the mood for some.” Neo’s mood instantly lit back as she tilted her head back towards Roman and he began gently rubbing her for a quick moment before he stopped. “There, you happy now” he asked with a faux smile on his face. Neo rapidly nodded her head yes after she got what she wanted, happy that she got praised for a job well done. “Well, if you wanted it so bad why don’t you just ask next time?” Neo immediately pouted at the insensitive comment and punched him lightly in the shoulder as Roman laughed his ass off at his own joke.

(Y/N) watched the entire go down after he quickly acknowledge Hel’s reconnaissance, and when he turned back around the corner to his crew he thought for a moment before he gave the next orders. The crew remained silent for a moment, waiting for the Boss to give them the signal, and after a moment of stillness the Devil stood up from his crouched position behind the cargo container and reached into his chest to pull out a long black scythe. “Aight, lets fuck shit up” he announced matter of factly. The moment he made the announcement, his Elites quickly followed after his example, standing up and stretching for the coming battle. Standing tall by his side, Scylla suddenly grumbled excitedly under her breath as she stretched out and barred her fangs and claws.

Name: (Y/N) (L/N)

Age: 18

Race: Awakened One, Deus~Humanus

Titles: Awakened, Savior of Earth, King Slayer etc.

LVL: 12 (69.47%)

HP: 14150/14150, (+3419), {+3288}

SLD: 7075/7075

MP: 9600/9600, (+595), {+2125}

AU: 1690/1690, (+453), {+353}

Attributes:

STR; 328, (+361), {+82}

END; 282, (+151), {+71}

DEX; 280, (+252), {+70}

VIT; 263, (+342), {+66}

INT; 340, (+119), {+85}

LUK; 195, (+185), {+49}

EX AP: 270

SY: 60

SP: 100

$Money$: 80,000 AUG | 10,0403 AUS | 0 AUB | $3,084 Lien

Name: Byakko (Grimm)

Age: ???

Race: Celestial White Tiger, Grimm

Titles: Celestial White Tiger, Goddess of Righteousness, Queen of Animals, Guardian of the West

LVL: 16 (67.89%)

HP: 15000/15000 {+3500}

MP: 2850/2850- {+388}

Bond Lvl: MAX

Attributes:

STR; 328, {+82}

END; 254, {+64}

DEX; 205, {+51}

VIT; 280, {+70}

INT; 62, {+16}

LUK; 21, {+5}

“Like, it’s been a while since we’ve done an assassination Mil” exclaimed Mel as she clicked her heels to reveal her stiletto like blades.

Name: Melanie Malachite

Age: 22

Race: Human

Titles: The Devil’s Elite, Daughter of the Spiders, Fearless

LVL: 46

HP: 4920/4920, {+1568}

AU: 3485/3485, {+918}

Attributes:

STR; 242, (+36), {+97}

END; 153, {+61}

DEX; 235, (+59), {+94}

VIT; 196, {+78}

INT; 47, {+19}

LUK; 97, {+39}

‘Melodic Stilettos’- Elegant, beautiful, white heels with unbelievably sharp blades that stand tall attached from the bottom of the heal to the top of Melanie’s phenomenal shoe. This gorgeous, bladed shoe’s blade is retractable in both that it can be hidden from the opponent, and can also be extended past its original length; +25% DEX, +15% STR

“I don’t think this counts as an assassination, more like a slaughter” laughed her twin as she shot her long, red claws out from her wrists.

Name: Miltia Malachite

Age: 22

Race: Human

Titles: The Devil’s Elite, Daughter of the Spiders, Fearless

LVL: 46

HP: 4920/4920, {+1568}

AU: 3485/3485, {+918}

Attributes:

STR; 242, (+61), {+97}

END; 153, {+61}

DEX; 235, (+35), {+94}

VIT; 196, {+78}

INT; 47, {+19}

LUK; 97, {+39}

‘Malicious Claws’- Aggressively powerful retractable claws that extend from the wrists of the beautiful Miltia and meet her opponents with deadly slices that are sure to leave them dead and gone. These blades are completely omnidirectional and if she so chooses, Miltia can change the angle at which she swings at any time; +25% STR, +15% DEX

“Aye Chief, do I get that weapon after this? I don’t really enjoy punching my fists through peoples’ chests, it isn’t very pleasant getting blood all over my clothing” explained Z as brushed the dirt and grime from his knees.

Name: Zeb, Z

Age: 27

Race: Faunus

Titles: The Devil’s Elite, Fearless

LVL: 53

HP: 6740/6740, {+2296}

AU: 7310/7310, {+2406}

Attributes:

STR; 345, {+138}

END; 401, {+160}

DEX; 222, {+89}

VIT; 287, {+115}

INT; 59, {+24}

LUK; 111, {+44}

“Don’t worry Z, after this little mission the Boss would have enough Dust to take over the damn city if he wanted to. Shit, knowing how crazy impressive the Boss’s strength is, we might all get something even better from this exchange” Junior spoke as he pulled his massive rocket launcher out and draped it over his shoulder.

Name: Hei Xiong, Junior

Age: 37

Race: Human

Titles: The Devil’s Elite

LVL: 50

HP: 3100/3100, {+840}

AU: 5150/5150, (+130), {+201}

Attributes:

STR; 265, (+27), {+106}}

END; 260, (+26), {+104}

DEX; 105, {+42}

VIT; 105, {+42}

INT; 260, (+26), {+104}

LUK; 55, {+22}

‘The Bazooka’- This is the preferred weapon used by Junior, in essence it is a combination of a strong metallic club and a rocket launcher. When used in rocket launcher mode, based on the type of ammunition and how Junior wishes to fire this weapon, Junior can choose whether he wishes to shoot one massive rocket or many mini missiles that heat seek towards his opponents; +10% STR, +10% END, +10% INT

“You all know the plan, execute it to the best of your ability, even though I doubt its possible for any of you to lose to anyone here in a fight, minus Neo and maybe Roman, but we’ll see once I establish visual contact” he thought as the group prepared to storm the army of black suits in front of them. “Are my Elites ready?” His question put a small smile on each of their faces, simply because they already knew that he was aware of the answer.

“Yes Boss/Hell yeah/ Like, yup/Yeah totally!”

“Then what are we doing behind this stupid fucking Schnee box? Let’s get fucking active!” After the quick words of encouragement, the Devil and the twins leaped up into the air, landing loudly on top of the metal cargo crates nearest to the army of Roman’s soldiers, and at the same time, Zeb and Junior leisurely walked into the open with their weapons on full display. The instant the five of them appeared, they were immediately noticed and recognized by the idly standing army and they immediately began pointing, chatting, and laughing at their sudden appearance.

Eventually the sudden mood changes in his army caught the attention of Roman Torchwick, who stood up and pointed his cane at the group. “Who the fuck is that? Are those the dumbass twins, and the shittiest mob leader of all time?” He said aloud as he recognized a few of the members present, but the other two he was having trouble identifying. For a moment he simply looked and tried his best to remember until, “oh shit! That’s the uhm Devil guy, the fucking idiot who cut off Junior’s arm! Hah! I can’t believe it, he’s here for what, to take the Dust from me? With a couple white girls, an unwanted child, and a literal animal! I can’t fucking believe it!” Roman couldn’t believe that this rag tag group would attempt to take on his entire army of weaponized men, but to him this was a joyful event. “Hey you lazy fucks! Look, your old boss has decided to give all of you something to do! Hurry up and dispose of them before I dispose of you!”

On the other side of the yard, a very, not very, similar conversation was happening as the Devil told his Elites their orders. “None of Roman’s allies leave alive” was all he said in a monotone voice as he raised his scythe to his side and teleported in front of his charging opponents.