Aura?! What's That? (A RWBY x Reader Fanfic! )

Welcome to Atlas (Chapter 26)

"I'm guessing that's the city."

You look out the window from a different perspective, as the pilot finds somewhere to land.

Pilot: Alright, here we go.

The Pilot lowers down as he hits straight into the water, transforming the plane into a submarine.

Y/N: Whoa, they built a converting plane?

Pilot: Yup, we're near the docks. Don't want us to get spotted now, do we?

Adam: I have never been here. This seems so surreal.

The submarine emerges near one of the abandoned docks, and stops at the docks.

Pilot: There's your ride, Adam.

Adam: Thanks for driving for me.

Pilot: No problem.

Adam pays off the smuggling payment as the pilot waves goodbye.

Pilot: See you guys later.

He submerges into the deep seas again before leaving.

Y/N: We're gonna go change for a bit, Maria, mind looking the other way?

Maria: Oh sure.

You have a little conversation while you put on your new clothes.

Y/N: Adam, I thought you weren't coming with us.

Adam: Well, where else am I suppose to go?

Y/N: You make a fair point, but aren't you going to be wanted here?

Adam: Not if they recognize me.

Y/N: Oh, I forgot, we changed your name.

Adam: Yup. Just call me Axel.

You finish putting on your new clothes.

Y/N: Alright, we're ready.

Maria: It seems for the better we call Adam as Axel. Now come on, I know where to go.

You open up your scroll as you try to call Ruby, but no answer.

Y/N: That's weird. They're not calling.

Maria: I wonder why that is?

You walk into the city as you look around.

Y/N: Whoa. This city looks like a place in the dump.

Axel: Yeah no kidding, did you watch the Fall of Beacon?

Y/N: Yeah, I remember that impacted the Atlas military reputation, a lot. It became recognized as one of the greatest tragic events.

Axel: Then you know why this place is in ruins.

You and Axel enter the building with Maria as someone at the counter is looking for something. Maria then walks up to the counter and tries to get his attention.

The man behind the counter fixes his glasses and pays attention to Maria.

???: Oh yes, yes. Have we met?

Maria: Cybernetic Optical Implants? You adjust them?

She points at it.

Maria: Every 10 years or so?

He squints his eyes to remember who she was.

???: Maria! Of course! The Cybernetic Optical Implants! I have adjust them every 10 years or so.

He laughs as he takes Maria's hand and walks her over to the counter.

???: Has it been that long already?