A/N: Now I'm going to try pushing my luck here, and experiment with a something I don't exactly care for. I'm just glad it's for this and the next chapter. Nevertheless, enjoy.

Chapter 2: Tastes like Criminal

Emerald didn't understand 'Ken'.

It wasn't even his language, which she's managed to understand as slightly more than babbling thanks to some helpful signing. it was the way he acted, the fact that he was eating coffee beans head had found in his satchel, and the nervousness that faunus passer-bys exhibited towards him on the way back to Cinder's hideout.

When they got to the entrance, she wasn't exactly happy to find Mercury waiting, a bag of chips in his hands. He had a smug grin on his face, which disappeared instantly upon seeing her company.

"Care to explain why you brought some scraggly friend of yours?" He asked derisively.

"Because I saw him punch a giant beowolf's head off, that's why." Emerald attempts to walk past him, Ken in tow. Said attempt partially succeeded. Partially because Mercury continued to interrogate her, tailing both of them.

"I don't see any gauntlets on him."

"He did it with his bare fists. Which is exactly why I brought him here." Mercury snorted.

"You're full of shit." He said, pointing at the man in front of him "Look at him. He's more feminine than you." He narrowly avoided a kick aimed at his crotch, laughing softly.

"Ass hat." The thief muttered. The young man next to her looked at her curiously. She waved a hand dismissively. "It's fine. Don't worry." He seemed to accept that, and went back to his coffee beans.

"Doesn't talk much, does he?" Mercury asked. Eyeing the man.

"Doesn't speak the language." Emerald replied. "He can understand hand gestures, so it's not like I have no clue what he's going on about."

"Why is he eating coffee beans anyway?" The grey-haired boy pulled a half empty bag of chips out of his pocket. He tapped the man on the shoulder, causing turn his head slightly to look at him. "Want some?" He lifted the bag up to offer them, but the man just grimaced and shook his head. One of Mercury's eyebrows rose slightly. "Really? It's salted. Everybody likes salted."

"I offered to buy him something else, but he refused." Emerald commented.

"I'm still confused as to why you brought him here." She turned to glare at him,

"I already told you he's-"

"I heard that." Mercury interrupted. "But why do you think it's a good idea to present him to Cinder. Roman's already trying to get muscle-bound moron King to be included in this little pow-wow we have. I very much doubt she'll consider bringing someone she's never even heard of."

"We'll see." Emerald says dryly. "We'll see."

"Ah! The children are back!" Roman Torchwick exclaimed, smugness painted across his face "And they've apparently brought another rat with them." Next to him stood the large Indigo King. Who held an impressive reputation as physically, the strongest killer in Remnant. It was rumoured that he could tear an ursa in two. It was also rumoured that he ran a very large violence ring. Rumours however, are still rumours unless proven otherwise. His face was quite handsome in all honesty, in a brutish kind of way. He was dark, his hair a lush black, his eyebrows were just thick enough to make his features rugged, yet sophisticated. His beard was large but kept. And his eyes were a beautiful gold. He wore a violet suit with a black shirt underneath and some expensive brown slacks. The only thing really 'thuggish' about him was was his hulking build, making him almost twice the size of anyone else in the room, and a massive brass knuckle-duster on his left fist.

Quite a contrast to the young man Emerald had brought with her.

"Ah, these two must be Sustrai and Black." His voice was rough compared to his features. "Roman here has told me a lot about you."

"Oh really?" Emerald snarked. King hummed in affirmation.

"He described you as 'little shits'." He took time to chuckle. Then looked down on them derisively. "Frankly, I'm already beginning to agree." He turned to Kaneki, who was giving him a hard stare. "And who might this be?"

"Ken Kaneki." Emerald answered for him,

"Sounds quite foreign, doesn't it?" King offered.

"He is foreign." Emerald continued. "Doesn't speak English."

"That would explain why you're talking for him." Roman commented, tutting. "Poor man looks absolutely exhausted. Stressed so hard his hair's turned white before his time. Why'd you bring him here anyway?"

"He punched a beowolf's head off." Roman whistled.

"Impressive. So impressive it's undoubtedly bullshit."

"What is going on here?" A voice arose from behind Roman and King.

"Ah, here she is." Roman announced turning to find Cinder walking towards them. "Hello Cinder."

"Would you care to explain why our little group here is two people larger than it should be, Torchwick?" Cinder asked irritably.

"This is Mr. Indigo King." Roman introduced his friend, who bowed towards her.

"Ah yes. You wanted introduce him to our group, didn't you?" Cinder looked the large man up and down. "You're exploits are well known to me. You would be quite useful." King smiled at her heartily.

"I aim to please." He said.

"I would except nothing less." Cinder said. Her glance switched to Kaneki. "And who would this be?" She asked.

"I'm not sure." Roman replied. Emerald introduced the young man.

"This is Ken." She said. "Ken Kaneki." The older woman looked him up and down. She didn't seem impressed.

"And why would you bring an old friend of yours here? We can't have everybody we know brought into this. The only reason Mr. King is not currently ash is because not only because he was invited, but because I know what he can bring to the table. This 'Ken' is someone I've never even heard of. All you've done is give him the location of our base of operations, when he could be a possible Atlesian spy." Emerald looked shocked.

"I thought-" She started, only to be interrupted by the older woman.

"Don't think, obey." She said cruelly. Emerald's head sunk low, hugely disappointed. Cinder turned to face King. "You can seal your position by removing this one." She gestured to 'Ken'. The large man grinned sadistically.

"With pleasure, ma'am." He said. Suddenly, at speeds that should not be possible for anyone, aura or no aura, He had sprinted and grabbed hold of the smaller, white haired man. He hoisted him up to the air, and threw him at incredible speed into a wall. Said wall exploded as Kaneki flew through it, appearing completely dead.

Emerald couldn't help but look mortified at the dust cover hole that had been left. Cinder simply looked irritated again.

"I had hoped you would have done it in a less destructive manner." She spat out. "But I guess it will have to-"

"Heheheheheh..."

All heads suddenly snapped back to the hole.

What they saw was a completely unscathed Ken walking through the dust. His eyes closed and his entire being laughing at King.

"Hahahahahah..." His eyes opened. His right one, the same old gray. His left one...

...was black. With a red iris.

"Sore wa chōdo omoshiroidesu."He cackled out something in his own language. "Sore wa hontōni omoshiroidesu."

A/N: Yay, OC...Joy.

I've never really been a fan of OC. Bad ones can ruin a story, and decent ones are few and far inbetween stories. Well, at least that's my opinion.

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