Inter Mission: Prologue

Going from falling asleep next to a sex kitten like Cheetah to being woken up by an eldritch abomination yelling at you is both disorienting as hell and quite disturbing. It got even worse when I realized Stress Defense wasn't kicking in because I no longer had it. Or any Company assets at all which meant the monstrosity in front of me was a Company representative and apparently really angry at me. That was about the gist of what I could make from his yelling as I felt my sanity fading. Then there was a second eldritch abomination only it didn't look quite like the first one though I couldn't tell you just how they were different. It was yelling at the first abomination instead of me which was nice, or well slightly less awful I guess, and the first turned to yell back at it. This briefly brought me back from the brink but I didn't think my mind would last long. Then...

Suddenly I was in a police interrogation room and the memory of the previous awfulness was fading away like a bad dream. Standing on the other side of the table I noted I was chained to was a grotesquely obese bald man stuffed into a really nice brown suit who seemed very mad at me, that would be the bad cop I guessed. Next to him was a tall extremely thin older woman with a rather severe attitude in another immaculate suit, this one grey. Less bad cop maybe? To make things even stranger the two weren't reflected in the mirrors along the back wall and worse my reflection was just a blur yet the rest of the room and its furnishings showed crystal clear. The fuck was going on.

The severe thin woman leaned towards me and put one hand down on the table "You have been accused of going against Company orders" well fuck me "A future audit was pulled that showed the prime Earth under the control of an army of Dragon hybrids. Your children in fact. What do you have to say about this?" No wonder the fat man was pissed if that's what he thought I was doing.

"What?! No way! My mission was to establish a foothold for use in future capture of special targets from the cluster, and that's what I've been doing. Yes I've been planning on taking Earth Prime, but as that foothold. This is a whole multiversal cluster ripe with variants but that means a greater risk of invasion, with the whole of Earth Prime in my grasp I'll be able to snatch any variant desired no problem and have already isolated the ritual needed. I even captured one variant to prove the concept." The fat man was looking a whole lot less angry by this point but I was still cuffed to the table.

The big guy spoke up then "I'll concede it was not done on purpose but it remains that you've gone completely beyond the scope of the project you were given. The future Earth Prime was swarming with Dragon hybrids, some of them extraordinarily dangerous."

"Wait, you're pissed about the kids? But I was getting a ton of quests for impregnating women." He looked really pissed at that but oddly not directed at me it seemed.

The woman drew my attention again as she continued "Regardless a decision must be made with what to do moving forward. It has been proposed that you be given a test to see if you have the capacity to stay on task. I have created a game world with a very set quest criteria." Oh shit, she was a Worldmaker. That was supposed to be a big deal in the Company "If you accept my offer you will run my gambit. Win and you will return to the DC cluster, with whatever gains you can make in my world as well even. Fail the quest and you will be returned to the void to maybe be drawn as a beta tester again eventually but the cluster will be scrubbed of your influence." No mention of what happens if I refuse her test but I already had a taste of that I'm sure. No thank you.

"Yeah sure I'll run your game world, no problem."

"No Heritages." Brown suit barked "No Shroud, no Power Swaps, no Templates, no Yoinks." Well fuck. "In fact no capture purchases at all." Double fuck.

"Are you quite through?" She asked of him, he grunted a reply. She then turned back to me "As he said, you'll have to balance Intensity against these restrictions during set up. You will be given full credit for a level 6 danger world as well. Chose wisely." And with that both of them and most of the room just faded out leaving me sitting in front of a desk with a old PC on it thankfully no longer cuffed.

A cough brought my head around swiftly to note that now a red headed woman in a tight black leather jumpsuit was sitting next to me "Well you look like shit but I guess she got to you in time Baka."

I knew that voice "Destroyer Of Souls?"

"You can just call me Rose. Lucky me my Patron pulled my ass out of the fire or I'd have been dying by inches with you in that hellscape after the shit hit the fan. Lucky you she listened to me when I told her this wasn't your fault and she called in... call her The Weaver for now, who decided she could use you. Play your cards right and you might get a Patron of your own out of this."

"Thanks. Shouldn't you be monitoring the cluster though?"

"Nope, whole things frozen solid while your case is being resolved so lucky me I get to run the game you'll be in."

I thought of her repeated troll quests from before "Great..."

"Hey don't be like that. You got this, heart of a gamer and all that."

And with that and a punch to the shoulder with a fading "BAKA......" she was gone. I turned back to the computer.

The splash screen just had four characters in four different colors. Red, white, black, and gold. RWBY.

Well this should be interesting.