With everyone back at the warehouse, the Anti-fang and the outlaws pilled back into the ship, preparing to take off.

(Y/n) was in the cockpit, plugging in coordinates and   thinking ahead to what they may need. Ruby stood behind him, her arms resting on the chair and watching everything (Y/n) is doing.

"How can you remember all these numbers and functions? It seems like a lot to think of."

"It is, but I'm good at thinking."

Ruby smirks. "Only imply you're better then us. Very subtle babe" she teases, ruffling his hair and taking the seat next to him.

"Hey, all of you have a semblance. I barely have an aura."

"Yeah how is that? You've always avoided the question, but I want to know."

(Y/n) raises an eyebrow at Ruby, continuing to flick switches and running pre-flight on the ship.

"Oh yeah? And why is that?"

"Can't I know more about my boyfriend?"

"Sweetheart you know more about me then Annabel at this point. And she lived with me for years."

"Well I want to know more. Is that ok?"

(Y/n) smiles, flicking a switch to let proxy take over pre-flight and kicking his feet up.

"Only if I get to know more about you. I think that's a fair deal."

Ruby rolls her eyes and points to the switch (Y/n) just flicked.

"You could have done that this whole time?"

"Yeah. Technically all of this could be done in under 10 seconds, but I like the feel of manually doing everything. Now, onto our game of twenty questions..."

(Y/n) thinks for a moment and then points to Ruby's cross on her belt.

"Why the cross?"

"My mother always had one. It was part of one of her weapons. It's the handle part of a rapier she made once."

"Interesting. Alright your turn."

Ruby points to (Y/n)s exposed arm.

"The 'fake' aura. Explain it."

(Y/n) sits normally in his chair and leans in. Giving his arm over to Ruby, he pushes up his sleeve to show his whole inner arm.

"My dad used to do alchemy with dust. That part you know, but his aura allowed him to infuse dust to organic matter on a molecular level. Often he would experiment on Grimm, trying to turn them docile or keep them calm, otherwise he would use himself and have his own aura bolster his life. When he died I found a journal beneath the rubble telling me how to replicate an experiment that was designed to enhance a persons aura by infusing yellow dust into the blood cells to supercharge them and create a constant electrical field around the body. Because red blood cells regenerate and die, I infused it to my heart so there would be a constant supply refreshing itself, and create a small protective barrier when enough blood flow was produced. So in battle when my heart rate is up..."

"So comes the barrier...."

(Y/n) nods and Ruby stares confused.

"(Y/n) you realize that makes no sense right? You should be dead. How did you even infuse it? I thought that was your dads semblance."

"It was but I found someone on the black market who could replicate a semblance if they had a strand of their hair. So I payed my money and got it done."

"How did you-"

"A lot of digging and time wasted. But that's how I got my aura."

Ruby nods slowly, several questions on her mind.

"What happens when your heart is racing in other situations? Like a race or workout?"

"Well as long as I don't hit anything I should be fine."

"What about....you know?" Ruby asks, he face instantly flushing red and unable to maintain eye contact with (Y/n).

(Y/n) thinks and realizes what she means, his eyes going wide and shaking his head.

"I've never tried that! If I wanted to I'd have to make adjusts with the formula. Have some pill that nullify the currents. Or something. I don't know we will figure it out! Plus your aura could take the hit! Maybe electric shocks could be fun!"

Ruby's eyes go as wide as (Y/n)s and both develop a huge blush between them. (Y/n) looks away and presses a button to open the roof, Engaging the thrusters, the ship begins to lift off, and (Y/n) flies away, with both him and Ruby silent in the cockpit.

Several minutes go by before Ruby speaks up. Looking at (Y/n) she whispers "you think I take the hit?"

(Y/n) chuckles to himself and looks back to Ruby. "I think you could. I'm not making you uncomfortable am I?"

"No. You could never."

"Never?"

Ruby shakes her head. Her smile becomes soft, and her silver eyes fixate upon (Y/n).

"Like I said before,  I know you never will."

Ruby stands up and kisses (Y/n)s cheek. As she walks away, (Y/n) grabs her hand, stopping her from leaving the cockpit.

"No, I want a real kiss."

"That was a real kiss."

"Then I want another one."

(Y/n) stands up and lightly pulls Ruby towards him. Cupping her face with his hands, he pulls her into a slow and tender kiss. Ruby falls into it, putting her own hands to (Y/n)s cheeks. The two enjoy their moment.

That was until Weiss walked in.

"Hey (Y/n) how does-"

She stops mid sentence seeing her two friends kiss, too shocked to say anything. Ruby jumps into (Y/n)s arms, and he catches her without thinking. With a small amount of chapstick smattered onto his lips, (Y/n) defends himself.

"Look you did this to yourself. This is my ship."

"(Y/n)!" Ruby says,

"ITS MY SHIP"

Without another word Weiss turns around and walks away, letting the cockpit doors close behind her. (Y/n) puts Ruby down, and she calms down from the embarrassment.

"Well, guess they know we are at that stage."

"I'm just glad it was this and out date a week ago. I mean if she saw THAT-"

"(Y/n)?"

"Yes dear?"

Ruby puts her finger to (Y/n)s lips. "Shush."

***

After a few hours, the crew of dustbringer finds themselves approaching the landing site. Knowing they are going to have to travel on foot, everyone is instructed to pack a bag for the trip. (Y/n) is in the armory, packing his bag with extra ammo and making sure to collect everything he needs.

"I should have enough ammo for a week....I can always use someone else's weapon....knives are still working well....proxy is there anything else I should bring?"

The doors to the Olympus armor open, and (Y/n) rolls his eyes.

"No proxy, that's too flashy. Plus it needs constant power adjusts."

"Understood sir, but I should have you know, the software you upload last night is available. With a signifying sample, I will be able to replicate the other semblance of the 'outlaws' as you call them."

"Will hair suffice."

"For most yet. Mrs Schnee however would require a blood sample."

"Ha there is no way I'm getting that. Collect hairs from their sleeping positions and use them to run diagnostics. Also, engage plans 43, 64, and 105 while I am gone. Authorization code: W01rd WA9."

"Affirmative sire. Shall I track your location in the event of a pickup?"

"Negative, I will engage you and triangulate my position."

The doors to the Olympus armor close, and (Y/n) walks out with his backpack prepared.

He joins the majority of his friends in the common area, all waiting for him. Each has made their own survival bag, with only (Y/n) and Ruby. having to truly pack.

"We will be arriving in the drop zone in T-2 minutes sir."

"Thank you proxy. Change specifications to land and land on my mark."

"Right away sir."

The ship continues to fly into the drop zone, and (Y/n) looks to the rest of his crew. He sees everyone is looking to him to lead, to guide them through the coming adventure. Once they stepped out of the ship, there was no outrunning Atlas.

"This is the last time anyone will be able to opt out. I know I said it before, but I have to offer again. From this point on, there's truly no turning back."

All three teams look amongst each other. No one falters, no one backs down. Everyone stands together.

***

"And so (Y/n) begins his journey to break the prison Summer Rose has found herself. Brave young man, maybe the bravest I've ever met."

Arthur Watts raises his eyebrow at his queens statement. "The bravest? I would argue many more were braver then him."

"You misunderstand Arthur, he is unaware of his bravery. That gem is connected to him in more ways then one. Cinder saw to that."

"But Cinder joined only in the past 5 years. How would she have saw to him being connected to it?" Hazel asks, as confused as Arthur.

Salem slowly turns, holding a baby Grimm dragon in her hands, softly petting it and feeding it her magic to make it grow.

"The previous Cinder, the one that Summer killed. The three of them are connected. I think (Y/n) will discover some truths about himself before he frees Summer."

"My dark lady, are you sure we want to let the boy free Summer? I fail to see our benefit from it." Asks Tyrion, turning his head so far to the side it made Hazel uncomfortable

Salem whispers into the baby dragons ear and tosses it above her, letting it fly off to grow more. She looks to her inner circle, and gestures to the empty chair beside her at her right.

"That boy is a piece of a grander puzzle, a game that I have been battling for longer then any of you can fathom. He is the key to our future successes, but first we must let him struggle."

Salem looks out to her grand army of Grim, arising form their dark pools of dark matter and walking out into the world.

"And struggle he shall...."

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