4 DAYS LATER

First of all, Velvet was rather hesitant on talking with the group except for Y/N who she was strangely comfortable with. She liked how kind he was, and especially loved the headpats. Although rubbing her ears was a bit excessive, she liked it too and eventually Hank was allowed to do it after getting over his intimidating look. They did go on some chaotic adventures, to which Velvet didn't really mind.

It reminded her of the fun she had at Beacon.

It took a while but eventually Velvet opened up and told about her home world......although....Hank was trembling with excitement.

Hank: *serious* Let me get this straight. You're in a world inhabited by monsters called Grimm and you use dust to combat them as well as aura and your camera and semblance that copies someone's attacks and weapon. Not to mention everyone can have this aura and semblance as well?

Velvet: *flustered* I-I-

Velvet looked a bit nervous at Hank's enthusiasm and squeaked when Hank grabs her shoulders and shook her back and forth.

Hank: *excited* It's fucking cheats I tell you all! A fucking broken power plus bullshit elemental energy! If I had that I wouldn't even have died once in Nevada!

Velvet: C-CAN Y-YOU LET M-ME G-GO?!

Seeing that he was shaking Velvet intensely he lets out a chuckle as he lets go of her.

Hank: *chuckle* Got a little too excited there.

Velvet: *shy* It's fine. Besides our worlds have our own perks.

She then turns to Y/N who was just paying attention to the conversation.

Velvet: So what about you. What's your story?

All eyes turned to Y/N as he starts sweating.

Y/N: Uhhhhh......*flashbacks*

3 HOURS LATER

Velvet: *sorry* Sorry for your loss.

Y/N: *sigh* It's fine. I got over it like 4 months ago before I died.

BBQ: Yup. That's our multiverse dimensional traveler for ya!

Y/N: Tell me about it.

*VROOM*

Everyone: Huh?

???: *angry* LET GO OF ME YOU F-FUCKING BASTARDS!!

???2: *grin* Why would we?~ You caused enough trouble killing our men and now you're in our clutches, I wouldn't mind having a lady like you in our base tonight~

The voices faded as the convoy drives down the dirt road that headed to the city.

Hank/BBQ/Y/N: *grin* GODDAMN FINALLY SOME ACTIONS!

*THUD*

BBQ jumps onto Hank as he runs towards the fleeing convoy and drawing out 2 LMGs he brought out from his trench coat.

BBQ/Hank: YOU BETTER CATCH UP TO US Y/N!

Y/N bends down, signaling for Velvet to get on him which flustered her though.

Y/N: Velvet get on my back!

Velvet: *red* HUH?!

Y/N: *sigh* Cmon we'll catch up with my friends more quickly this way. Now get on my back Velvet.

Velvet hesitantly got on Y/N's back and pressed her face against his head. Feeling her rising temperature due to her embarassment, Y/N sighs before piggybacking her, running at the speed of sound as he made his way towards his friends with her trying to hold onto him.

Later

Y/N: *cautious* I didn't take you guys for being the stealthy type.

Everyone was inside a militaristic supply vehicle, having already killed everyone inside with their silencers and listening to the vehicles ahead on them to see what they're doing and which direction they're facing.

BBQ: What's the plan Y/N?

Y/N: Since there's 8 transport vehicles here and 4 oncoming from behind us in 10 minutes, let's just-

Hank/BBQ: *grin* Kill them all.

Velvet: Wait! Can't we do something else instead of killing them?

Hank/Y/N/BBQ:..........

Y/N: We can just throw them out or crash their vehicles. I can't say the same thing about the transporters catching up to us though or the woman at the front truck and I definitely can't guarantee everyone will live. You don't have to kill though Velvet.....but it is what it is for us.

Velvet looked a little nervous at the prospect of killing but hesitantly agreed to the compromise as long as she doesn't need to.

Hank/BBQ: Alright Y/N on 3.

Velvet's eyes widen as they pressed their hands together with BBQ counting down.

BBQ: 1..2...3

Everyone: LET'S DO THIS!

Meanwhile

???: *angry* WHAT ARE YOU FUCKING DOING YOU SICK FUC-

???2: *grin* You know I might just have a bit of fun with you now for being disrespectful~ *gesture* Men.....hold her down.

5 of the commander's guards grabbed the woman by the head, arms, and legs, pinning her onto the floor of the vehicle as the commander takes his belt off.

???: *eyes widen* Wait no YOU FUCKING BASTARD DON'T YOU DARE-

???2: Tape her mouth. I don't want to hear anything coming from it.

Another guard tapes the woman's mouth as she tried to scream for help but couldn't. Her face once angered was replaced with fear as she watches the commander take his pants off and begins to lower her shorts. Tears stream down her face as she could only accept her fate, betrayed by the very company and friends she worked for and left for dead to the enemy's mercy as they prepare to have their way with her body.

???2: *coo* Don't worry girl~ In 40 minutes, this will be all over-

*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG* x50

*BOOM*

*BANG*

The guard holding her head in place had his arm and head blown apart from gunfire before dropping onto the road dead.

???3: NO, NO. HEL- *CRACK*

???2: FRIENDS! Get your guns! We're under attack! *CRACK*

The guards holding the woman down lets go of her to grab their weapons, leaving her sitting there with her hands and ankles tied with a rope. With a newfound thankfulness for her supposed savior, she found a glass shard conveniently placed next to her to begin working at the impossibly thick rope on her wrist. The guards however were confused as they looked outside to find their convoy gone as if it wasn't there in the first place or maybe.....crashed minutes ago.

???4: Where did everyone g-

*SLICE*

A katana appears seemingly out of thin air and slices 2 of the guards by their ankles, causing them to fall out of the vehicle and onto the rocky road, breaking their necks upon contact.

???5: *scared* I'LL KILL YOU YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!

*RATATATATATATTATATATA*

The guard fires like a madman onto the tarp covering the right side. Once his ammo was depleted, he rips the tarp off to reveal....nothing?

???5: *confused* The fuck? I could've sworn there was someone there-

*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*

After seeing what happened inside, Y/N and Hank killed the 3 guards with a bullet to the head with Velvet on top of Y/N looking apprehensively at the scene. Seeing the 3, the coward of a commander tries to escape into the front seat and urges the driver to open the door only to find him foaming with a chicken standing on his head.

BBQ: *grin* You know...

The supposed commander couldn't react in time as BBQ turns around, a wide grin on his face as he raises his bottom.

BBQ: I like my eggs......SCRAMBLED!

*BAM*

He was immediately pelted with a barrage of egg that poisoned him in the process. His cries of pain to stop were met with ignorance as BBQ laughs like a maniac while firing his eggs onto him at rapid succession, enjoying the pain on his face. After BBQ was done, the commander can be seen with his clothes partially melted off and his sickly melting skin dripping as if he hadn't ate for 20 days. His condition wasn't the best as his organs actually already partially melted, even exposed somewhat to the outside world

BBQ: Y/N has a message for you rapist.

???2: *wheeze* W-who-*BANG* AAAAHHHHH!

Tears streamed down the commander's face as he tries to hold whatever was left of his lower pelvis and dick only to look up and see Y/N pointing a magnum pistol at his face.

Y/N: *glare* Fuck off you limp dick coward.

*BANG*

The man's head was blown apart as his body flies out the car and onto the ground. Meanwhile behind them, the 4 approaching vehicles saw the group in the leading transporter and were about to fire their guns when-

*BOOM*

One of them happened to unluckily roll over a grenade as it explodes, taking down all 4 vehicles with it in the process.

Y/N POV

Well, that went better than what I expected.

I got out of the driver seat and went into the back side where I could finally see the woman taken.......probably kidnapped or held hostage.

She did have burgundy hair and she looks a bit older than me. She was wearing boots, a black tank top, and denim shorts held up by a belt. But goddamn....she looks fine as hell. Though the look on her eyes were that of someone dangerous......someone who isn't afraid to kill.

She was already out of her ropes and got the tape off her mouth with the help of Velvet although she immediately went for her two guns, taking them off the floor before she points them at us.

???: *angry* WHO THE HELL ARE YOU ALL?!

Y/N: *hands raised* We were passing by when we heard you. Naturally we came to help you and kick some ass.

???: *growl* That doesn't explain rabbit ears and the talking chicken here.

Hank: *driving* We were trying to get to the city and stay for a just a day or less.....or more depending on what we see.

???: *eye raised* There? I was planning to go there when these dipshits took me by surprise. You can probably get there in like 6 hours with this vehicle.

Y/N: Huh....looks like you're ok.

Seeing that she was fine, I grab one of the guns from the floor only to find a gun pressed against my head.

???: *scowl* You didn't answer my question though. Who the fuck are you?!

Y/N: Save it for the ride woman. I'll tell you as we are heading there.

The woman reluctantly lowers her weapons, seeing us as friendlies as she sat on the side seat, taking out a cigarette to smoke and alleviate the stress of....whatever just happened.

Y/N: What's your name by the way?

???: Me? Name's Revy.

Revy: Mind telling me how the fuck there's a taking chicken?

Next chapter: Quality Time