Ruby: And we're back!

Weiss: We never left...

Ruby: We'll now be reacting to chapters 4, 5, and 6. From what I've heard, (y/n) will be encountering a group Yang knows.

Yang: I'm still pissed about the ending yesterday.

Weiss: Has it been a day? I can't tell down here.

Nora: At least I got popcorn this time!

Ren:..... Where did you get that?

Nora: *nomnom* Doh' wur bou i'.

Pyrrha:...

Jaune:... Can I have some?

Ruby: That's enough prologuing. BEGIN!

*CLICK*

Chapter 4: Now what?

((Y/n)'s p.o.v.)

Probably wasn't a good idea to steal a bike when I don't know how to use it! I fly down the road while my legs hang to the sides, constantly in fear of falling over at 25 mph.

Yang: Already, I wanna break something.

Anyway, long story short; Some dumbass left the keys in a yellow motorcycle, I drove right out of the school, and somehow I haven't ran anyone over or fallen off the bike. All that was around twenty minutes ago, and I'm finally arriving on the outskirts of a city. Not wanting to look like a complete ass to the public, I slow down,, get off the bike, and just walk with it while still holding onto the handle bars.

Yang: *calmly repressing murderous intentions*

Jaune: Pyrrha, can I switch seats with you?

All in all, enough boring crap to leave me alone with my thoughts...... What the hell do I do now? I made it out of Beacon with little resistance. I'm free and roaming. Now what? Not like I can start my life anew with my literal ZERO life experience... I wonder how much the homeless makes while begging?

Ren: 50 to 300 Lien. Depending on generosity.

Jaune: How do you know that?

Ren: Nora and I used to be homeless at an early age.

Nora: *munchmunchmunch*

Well this won't do. Three on one is completely unfair. Especially if the one is in the fetal position. I'm sure if I walk up to these gentlemen and explain that what they're doing is wrong, they might see the error in their ways and leave the poor fellow alone......

Ruby: Oh, that's nice of him.

Meh, better be safe and just beat them up. I enter the alleyway and make my way towards the group. On the way, I grab a trash can lid off a bin.

Ruby: Oh, that's not nice of him.

Getting closer, I get a better look at the four. The three instigators have strange animal features. One has rabbit ears, one has what I think is a donkey tail, and one has curved horns. All three wearing weird white masks only covering their eyes. The fourth guy they're beating up has no animal traits, but has a very sharp looking black suit with a red tie. Well, given how hard he's getting beat, there's some more red here and there.

Yang: Why do I feel like this is going to be racially motivated from here on out?

Blake:...

The other two stop as well and turn around. Right as they do, I swing the trash lid and bash Donkey across the face. He goes stumbling into a wall as I quickly swing the lid again and it smashes into Sheep's face as well. This sends him crashing to the ground as one of his horns snap off, causing him to writhe around as he clenches his stump.

Ruby: Youch.

Rabbit, after seeing his buddies get owned by the city's new hobo knight, reaches into a pocket trying to pull something out. I just toss the lid at him as I charge at the fucker, jumping over suit guy. The lid hits the guy as he pulls out a knife, dazing him long enough for me to tackle him to the ground. He hits the pavement hard, knocking the wind out of him, as I hold his knife arm down with one hand and start punching with the other. He tries to defend himself with his other hand, but that just proves pointless.

Ruby: Double youch.

Nora: Hah! Hobo knight!

Pyrrha: It's amazing how many people don't use a shield. It's obviously useful.

Jaune: Yeah!

Weiss: You can't toss yours.

After beating his face black and blue, I yank the knife out of his hand and prepare to stab him. That gets interrupted as one of the other two grabs me from behind, trying to pull me away from their friend. Annoyed, I take my new knife and swing it back and around on the dude's thigh. This elicits a scream of pain as he suddenly loosens his grip on me. Pulling the knife back out, I quickly break free, spin around, and stab the dude in the shoulder. Turned out to be Donkey. Not letting up, I continue stabbing the bastard over and over, his shirt taking on a new shade of red. After about ten or so stabs, he finally falls over, blood quickly pooling around his body. At least he's not crying like the other two.

Yang: Geez!

Ruby: That--I--

Weiss: Well, that's... concerning.

Nora: I'm out of popcorn....

Remembering suit guy, I turn around and see him sitting against a wall, breathing a little heavily as he spits out a gob of blood. I walk up to him and reach out a hand.

(Y/n): You all right, my dude?

Jaune: Oh, right... He was saving someone.

Ren: I have mixed feelings about this.

Blake: He killed two faunus!

Weiss: And all three of them were White Fang beating up one person.

Pyrrha: That still doesn't mean they deserved that!

Yang: This suit guy kinda sounds familiar...

Suitguy: Uurgh. Thanks for the save. Those animals were gonna kill me!

Blake: *triggered*

(Y/n): Is there a hospital close by? Maybe somewhere you can squat down in?

Suitguy: Yeah. *grunt* Junior's isn't too far from here. Take me there.

Yang: Okay, I thought I recognized the description of his outfit.

I insert the key and start up the motorcycle. Without another word, I launch us both down the road as tires screech through the air. Pen immediately holds on to me for dear life.

(Y/n): Sorry! I'm still learning how to drive!

Yang: Aaannd I'm pissed again.

Ruby: Well, that took a turn.

Jaune: Gee, you think?

Weiss: Even I admit that was a bit much.... And we're still four chapters in.

Nora: I got more popcorn!

Weiss:..... How?

Ren: I wasn't looking, but I know she didn't get up.

Nora: Don't worry about it. *munch*

Ruby: Alright, next chapter!

*CLICK*

Chapter 5: Interesting career offer

After several minutes of Pen screaming directions into my ear as I disregard most street safety rules, we make it to what looks like an inconspicuous parking lot.

Pen: Oh, we made it, thank the Gods...! The club is just over there to the left.

Yang: He's gonna join Junior's gang.

Ren: How do you figure?

Yang: The title is a bit of a giveaway.

Pen: Again, thank you. Just wait a minute by the bar, ok?

Without another word, they walk off until they disappear in a crowd of patrons and fellow suits. Leaving me to just stand around to the sound of crappy dubstep. Deciding why not, I do as Pen says and make my way to the bar. Resisting the urge to bust a move, I walk past the dance floor and spot the bar just on the otherside, a few club goers hanging around with drinks in hand.

Nora: Ron goes nuh gimprr rsis rah eurh fo must ah moof.

Ren: Swallow your food before talking.

As I'm about to, I overhear a guy next to me, obviously drunk, trying to flirt with some chick who is not even giving him the time of day. The half assed flirting turns to demanding to hook up, as the douche starts getting touchy feely. The girl is definitely not interested in any of this as she tries to shove him off. I just get up and walk behind the guy. Without a word, I grab him by the shoulder, spin him around, and sucker punch him in the face. A meaty thump is heard over the music as he immediately falls unconscious in his stool. Blood leaks from his nose as he just sits there with an agaped mouth.

Yang: Whammo.

Weiss: Well, that was the only comfortable thing to read.

Nora: *cough* Corn kernel! *gag*

Within a backroom office, sits the owner of Junior's club. A fairly burly individual in a white dress shirt and black vest by the name of Hei Xiong, also known as Junior, looks over some papers detailing his business practices over the last year. So far... he's borderline fucked. With the decrease in certain 'side job' opportunities, and the loss of every man he loan to Roman Torchwick awhile ago, the Xiong Family is barely hanging on even with the club still up and running. Plus, the taxes he's forced to pay to keep the club open certainly doesn't help... Xiong Senior would definitely turn in his grave from all this.

Jaune: Wait, wait, wait! Who are these guys?

Yang: The Xiong Family is a gang that has a business in selling information. They use a club in the city as a front for that business. As you can see, they've been falling on hard times.

Ruby: Plus, they're right about Roman having some of them work for him. Back when they robbed a dust store, that was the night before I came to Beacon.

Weiss:... How does the writer know all this?

Ruby: Don't worry about it.

Weiss: I feel like I should!

Junior: Fucking hell, this is the third time this week! Ever since that Adam punk rolled into town, these freaks have been getting ballsier every day! At least you made it back alive.

Pen: Heh, yeah. You should see how the three that attacked me ended up.

Junior: What, you actually managed to fight back?

Pen: Oh Gods, no, I thought I was going to die! I was lucky to be saved by a good samaritan. (Y/n) jumped my jumpers and whooped their asses. I'm pretty sure he even killed one of them.

Blake: This is definitely going to be racially motivated.

Nora: *snicker* Jumped my jumpers! That phrasing is weird.

(Y/n): I uuuuuuuh; I'm from Beacon?

The teens slight hesitation flies over Junior's head, as the gang leader is more focused on the fact that (y/n) is a Beacon student.

Junior: The combat school?! Wait... Shouldn't you be in that school right now?

(Y/n): Eh. *sips* Let's just say there was a lot of bullshit that I didn't appreciate. So I dropped out, so to speak.

Ruby: Underselling it, but okay.

(Y/n): Right now, I'm enjoying this hard cider. After that.... Not really sure. Probably become a hobo, terrorize the normies from alleyways and dumpsters.

Junior: Sounds reasonable. Ooorr... How would you like to work for me? Not as glamorous as a hobo, but you'll get paid, have a place to sleep, and you can still do that terrorizing thing when needed.

Nora: Hah! *munch* nurmrrs!

Ren: You were right, Yang.

Douche: Aauurgh, God. What happened?

(Y/n): This.

The violent teen throws another punch into the guy's face, causing the drunk to swivel around and slam his head on the bar table from the force. Unconscious once again. Junior looks on with surprise as (y/n) lets out a chuckle before signaling his new boss to lead on.

Thus beginning (y/n)'s career in honest criminal business practices.

Jaune: Wow, all that concussion can't be healthy.

Weiss: Honest criminal bus--Who comes up with this?

Ruby: Theeee author?

Weiss: Ruby, I swear to God.

Pyrrha: So, the main character is easy to provoke, attacks first without restraint, and joins a criminal gang... I feel like the story's conclusion won't be our kind of happy ending.

Jaune: I'm sure it won't be that bad... Or worse.

Ruby: We'll find out soon. Next chapter!

*CLICK*

Chapter 6: Welcome to the Family

In the halls of Beacon Academy, two sisters walk about as the short scrawny one tries to counsel the angry slutty one.

Yang: I s--mmmmmh.

Yang: He stole my fricking BUMBLEBEE! Auuurgh, dad even told me to get insurance for it. But I said "Nooooo. It'll be fiiiine! I'll just beat up anyone that tries to steal it!" He's never gonna let me live this down... (y/n) is SO dead!

Nora: And this is why--*num*--I never learned to drive.

Ren: You were banned from driving in both Mistral and Vale after you keep driving through a--hmmf!

Nora: Balalalala! Nobody else needs to know.

The green ninja is quickly silenced by Nora shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth.

Ruby: Hey, look. It's Patina and Kiwi.

Ruby waves them over, hoping to distract Yang long enough to calm her down. The two girls see her waving and walk over to them. The sisters immediately spot the splint keeping Kiwi's arm in place. A pissed off expression on her face that could rival Yang's.

Blake: Oh, it's those two.

Jaune: Bimbo and Punk?

Ruby: Where's Hillbilly?

Patina: Still in the infirmary, getting high on painkillers. He's stuck in bed until the pain subsides enough for him to walk again.

Yang: Geez. He's been in there since yesterday. How bad is it?

Kiwi: He sounds like a chick whenever he tries to talk.

Yang: Pfffft!

Ruby: *snort*

Nora: *hysterically chokes on popcorn*

Ruby: Say, do either of you know why (y/n) would do this to you guys?

Patina:.... We have no idea! We were seeing if he wanted to hang out with us over the weekend, when suddenly, he just attacks us out of nowhere.

Yang: Oh bull!

Blake: they're those kind of people, huh?

Kiwi: His aura?

Patina: Let's just say I have a talent for reading people... I don't know. Best to just let the Headmaster deal with it. Until then... *sigh* We're gonna have to do our own essays.

Kiwi: Aaw, fuck! I forgot we had him do everything.

With a collective sigh, they walked off to the library to see what homework they have to do themselves.

Jaune: They are horrible people.

Pyrrha: I'm certain karma will catch up with them eventually.

Ruby: Something tells me it won't be pretty.

My, what an interesting few hours it has been for (y/n). After getting to know the rest of the gang, also known as the Xiong Family, he was given his own bed to sleep for the night! Granted, it was a bunk bed lined up with half a dozen others within the backrooms of the club, but he felt included at least. However, it was after a moderate night's sleep that the fun began. Before the teen could join the gang, he needed to be put through initiation. Somewhat of a two parter. First, getting the shit beat out of him. You know, normal gang stuff.

Now, normally, a newbie is more than able to fight back if they wish. Junior thought it was only fair, seeing as it's usually a five on one beat down. Well, imagine his, along with everyone else's, surprise when little (y/n) only made it out with a bruised cheek. While the five guys he was up against got laid the fuck out, from broken noses to broken balls.

Jaune: Haaaagain with the balls...

Weiss: It said the initiation was a two parter. So what's the second--

(Y/n): So, all I have to do is rob a gas station?

Weiss: I need to learn to shut up when I need to shut up.

Goon: There're no cameras in the back of the station. Once you've got the goods, rush to the back and I'll pick you up from there.

(Y/n): How the hell do you know that?

Goon: I used to work there. Management never bothered to add more cameras, and they never will.

Yang: Huh... so that's why dad always told me to never work at a gas station.

Today has been a good day for Johnny the gas station employee! He was made employee of the month, got a raise for it, and it's been a quiet and peaceful day for him. If it weren't for that incident with the toilet, it would have been perfect. Otherwise, all is fine as he cleans off the front counter with a towel as he hums to himself.

Ruby: They had me at "today has been a good day", and I already have a bad feeling about this.

Before he could say a word, he is greeted by two feet flying over the counter and slamming into his chest. This sends him flying back into the glass shelves filled with cigarette packs and miniature whiskey bottles. The force of him colliding with the shelves causes them to break and rain down on him as he falls to the ground. With the wind knocked out of him, the feeling of pain in his chest, broken glass falling on him, and alcohol bottles breaking on top of his body, Johnny simply lies motionless in pain as he lets out a small whimper.

But who cares about him?

Ruby: I care about him!

Jaune: Stop the Johnny violence!

Moving fast, he runs down a hall and immediately spots an exit sign. Busting through the door, he arrives in a back alley and snaps his head side to side, looking for his getaway driver. Not long after, he hears a honk to his left and spots the car he was in not long ago coming his way. Rushing towards the vehicle, the boy opens the car door and practically jumps in.

Slamming the door, the two soon drive down the alley and quickly make it to the road, driving away from the gas station. All while (y/n) lets out an excited laugh.

Blake: Well, that was a lot of words, but I can imagine all that taking no time to pull off.

Junior: 770. 780. 790. 800 Lien. Not bad, kid. You even did it in less than three minutes, I hear.

Blake: Huh.

(Y/n): Yep. So... Am I in?

Junior: oh, abso-fucking-lutely you're in! Welcome to the Xiong Family, (y/n). We'll get you your own suit in just a bit.

Jaune: I never thought I'd be concerned with someone succeeding in getting a job.

Nora: I never thought I'd be concerned with eating two buckets of popcorn in twenty minutes.

Pen: Congrats, kid! You're gonna get on just fine with Xiong's.

(Y/n): Good to hear, I didn't think it would be enough for my first try. So, what now?

Pen: Well, now you get acquainted with what you'll probably be doing most of the time. But trust me, it's fun and easy.

Ruby: And that's it for today! Things are.... developing.

Pyrrha: That's an understatement.

Yang: I feel like something horrible is going to happen to my Bumblebee, and I'm gonna have a stroke because of it.

Weiss: We're done now? Good, if you'll excuse me.

The white chick gets out of her seat and makes her way to the only door in the room. Taking a knee, she pulls out a hairpin and gets to work on the lock.

Ren: So, a Huntsman-in-training joins a criminal organization.

Blake: With the hesitation to harm others like a starving lion.

Yang: Kinda sounds like my mom.

*snap*

Weiss: Damn it!

Ruby: So, we're going to take a break. Until next time, goodnight, everyone!

Nora: Man, my pee is gonna smell like butter...... Where's the bathroom?

RWBY:...

JPR:...

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Ruby: Please tell me there's a bathroom!

A/n: Sure there is! Remember in the last chapter, Weiss mentioned it smelled like urine?

Ruby: Yeah?

A/n: Long story short, that brown spot in the corner isn't for show.