Memes, by the Meme Fox!

  Then with the help of the meme Fox we got more A.I art of Byzan!

  First one be Combat Byzan and second one is school Byzan

  Ok, now to the start of Volume 3!

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  "Give me a name!"

  In an older run down house Byzan's angry voice echoes from within. Then the sounds of flesh getting is follows suit.

  "A name! Give me a name!"

  Within the middle of the destroyed house is a faunus tried to a chair, he's wearing White Fang clothes. Bruises cover his face as blood drips down his cheek. He gres up at Byzan who gres down at him, blood dripping from his gloved hands.

  Byzan's got a couple gold rings in his left cat ear and a rge coat on.

  "Why won't you talk!" Byzan growls in frustration.

  The Faunus smiles and spits some blood towards Byzan, but the cat side steps the spit. "Du wirst nichts aus mir herausbekommen, Nachtschatten." [You won't get anything out of me, Nightshade.] The man chuckles. "You think you're a big man, don't you."

  Byzan snarls at the red panda Faunus' he has tied up.

  "But you're nothing more than a Ver?ngstigtes Kind."

  Byzan huffs as he walks around the Panda, before leaning in real close to him. "What makes you think I'm scared? Huh, from where I'm standing I'm the king of the fucking world here."

  The panda smiles at Byzan. "Well, Byzantine... You seem pretty desperate. Desperate enough to kidnap a White Fang lieutenant in broad daylight at one of our camps. Warum sonst tust du das?" [Why else would you do this?]

  Byzan growls and punches the panda across the face. A tooth flies across the room and nds at the feet of another Byzan, who's starts to pour something out of a Jerry Can.

  Byzan slightly grunts and clenches his hands in pain as he steps slightly away. The Panda smirks as he smugly speaks.

  "In pain, Byzantine?" The Panda chuckles. "I heard you had a fun time with a trap that your old friend Pink set up."

  Byzan lightly rubs the palms of his gloved hands as he grows lost in thought. 'So it was Pink.... Fuck! I... I have to leave Vale...'

  "Awww, Cat got your tongue." The Panda ughs at his joke, but Byzan chuckles as well, making the panda confused.

  Byzan grabs another chair and drags in in front of the panda, and Byzan sits with the back of the chair facing the White Fang member. The clone Byzan behind the panda, still pouring out some liquid, spshing some on the walls.

  "The way I see it..." Byzan pulls out a rolled up piece of paper and sticks it in the corner of his mouth. "Sie haben zwei M?glichkeiten."

  Byzan pulls out a flip lighter and lights up the paper, then puts the lighter away as he takes a deep puff of it. He then breathes out the smoke in the panda's face, making him cough.

  "You tell me what I want, and I'll let you go. Or...." Clone Byzan pours the rest of the clear liquid onto the panda, before throwing the Jerry Can off to the side and proofing away.

  The Panda sniffs himself. "Kerosene?"

  Byzan smirks as he flicks a couple ashes off to the side, lighting a small puddle of liquid below him up. "I can let you burn to death." Byzan smirks. "Der Ball ist in Ihrem Gericht."

  The Panda starts to sweat as he grits his teeth.

  Byzan takes another puff and coughs slightly. "Damn... I hate this stuff, numbs the senses and everything. But you lot-" He points at the panda with his joint. "-have been causing me nothing but trouble, been giving me a real headache." He takes another puff.

  "Now, I want to know who is running the White Fang while Roman's in jail."

  The Panda stares into Byzan's cat-like amber eyes, a smirk on the cats face as he smokes his joint. "...Fine..." The panda replies. "It's... It's your old friend Adam Taurus."

  Byzan's ears fold down as he clenches the chair below him. "Adam...?" Byzan stands up and takes a couple steps back as he runs a hand through his hair. 'Fuck... Wait... Wolf said that Lisa is working with him... Fuck, fuck-' "FUCK!"

  Byzan grabs the chair and throws it against a nearby wall, shattering the wooden chair. He takes a couple of deep breaths as he tries to calm down, the Panda starts to ugh.

  "Now realizing how fuck you are, Byzantine?" The Panda keeps ughing. "Er redete st?ndig von dir... und deiner Schwester, Bke."

  Byzan stomps over to the Panda and forcefully grabs his neck. "You keep her name out of your mouth!" He shouts in anger, growling more feral like. "I'm not scared of him or you, I'll kill him just like I've done the rest." He squeezes the Panda's throat, making him start to choke and cough.

  "I can do much worse things to you." Byzan forces panda to look right into his amber eyes. "I can make you beg for death, make you wish you never were born!" Byzan throws the Panda back, making him fall backwards into a rge puddle of Kerosene. "You mention Bke's, name again, I will destroy you down to your very soul!"

  The Panda just smirks. "Struck a nerve did I? Even if you kill me, Adam and his new friend Lisa. Ohohohoh, does she ever talk about you. You really pissed her off whatever you did."

  Byzan growls like a cat, but just does a small breathing exorcise and takes a rge hit from his joint and breaths it out into the air above him.

  "Yeah, I really did fuck up didn't I?" Byzan questions as he stares up to the ceiling. "But I won't have to worry about that soon... Soon, none of this will be my problem."

  Panda just tries to free himself from his binds, but the rope is too tight.

  "The fuck are you one about?" The Panda questions as he keeps trying to struggle against his binds.

  Byzan smirks. "Heh, nothing. But, now that I got what t I need." Byzan looks over at the Panda Faunus with a empty look. "I have no need for you."

  "Wait! WAIT! WAIT!"

  Byzan tosses his smoke onto the Panda Faunus, lighting the kerosene that covers him. The Panda starts to scream as Byzan slowly walks out of the building with a small smile on his face.

  Byzan get a few meters away and runs a hand through his hair, and rubs his ears. The morning sun shines down onto him. He then takes off the gloves and throws them to the ground, revealing his nails are painted Scarlet Red. He looks around at the abandoned buildings around him. A small part of Vale that was abandoned due to high living costs in this section, people had to move out and it cost the city to much to demolish the area; so they left it as is.

  Byzan's cat ears twitch as he hears cracks and he looks back to see fmes pouring out the windows of the building he was in. The screaming of the Panda has ceased. He stares at the burning building for a few moments, before some pain shoots through his hands.

  He grunts and rubs the burn scars that cover his entire palms. He then shakes his hands to try and get the pain to go away, only to jump in fright as his scroll loudly rings.

  Byzan takes out his Scroll and turns down the ringer and looks who's calling.

  Sweet Cheeks

  Byzan raises an eyebrow and answers Ambré's call. "Yeah?"

  "Where are you?!" Ambré shouts, causing Byzan to wince and move the phone away from his ear. "We've been waiting at the club for ten minutes! Where are you?!"

  Byzan moves the phone back to his ear. "I'm just getting a few things, I'll be right over, I didn't realize it was already past 9, I'll be there in less than an hour."

  "An HOUR?! Where are you?!"

  Byzan smirks. "Awww, you worried about me, Sweet Cheeks?"

  "More like worried about you wasting our day! I had pns for us all and you just ran off this morning!"

  "I just had to get somethings, don't worry. I'll be over as fast as I can."

  "YOU BE-!" Byzan ends the call and rubs his right ear as he pockets his scroll.

  Part of the building colpses behind him and sirens sound off in the distance. A wind blows, fluttering some red leaves past Byzan.

  "Oh~ Better get out of here~" Byzan sings as he runs off.

  Byzan runs through Vale taking backstreets and alleyways. He comes to an exit of an alleyway and looks around the corner, spotting several mean looking men at the corner.

  Byzan huffs in annoyance. "I thought Spinne's people would've left by now."

  A hand suddenly reaches out from the darkness behind Byzan and grabs him by the shoulders. Byzan's cat eyes narrow as his ears shoot up, he swiftly turns around and puts the barrel of his pistol to the mystery person behind him.

  "Calm down, would you?" An annoyed voice calls out.

  "Folly?" Byzan questions as he lowers his weapon.

  Fully stepping out of the darkness is a man, slightly shorter than Byzan. He has ft dull green hair with yellow eyes, a deep scar under his left eye. He has fair skin, with dark bags under his eyes. He's wearing a Valian police uniform with a trench coat over it. He's got a rge blue knife on his left hip.

  Folly gres at Byzan. "Who fucking else could it be?"

  Byzan stares at Folly for a few seconds, before asking. "Why are you here?"

  Folly snarls at Byzan as he pushes a finger onto Byzan's chest. "Keeping an eye on your ass!" He notices Byzan grow a smug look. "Not actually on your ass, but the fucking messes you've been causing! Do you know how many calls from Ozpin I've been getting, several a week!" Folly grips the sides of his head. "You know how hard it is to keep your actions from the public?! Lemme, tell you, it's not easy!"

  "But that's your job, isn't it? To keep young kids like me out of trouble?" Byzan gives a rge Cheshire smile.

  Folly grumbles. "Yeah, keep them out of trouble. Not hiding their trouble. Now lemme guess-" he motions to the smoke pilr in the sky behind him. "-That was you, wasn't it?"

  Byzan shrugs with a smirk. "Innocent till proven guilty~"

  Folly slightly shakes with anger. "I should fucking arrest you right now!" He holds up a pair of hand cuffs. "And have you sent to prison."

  "Oh, as much as I would like to be prison with all those BUFF and STRONG!" Byzan bites his lip as he shifts his thick thighs together. "I have pces to be today. And besides-" Byzan struts up to folly and grabs his tie and pys with it. "Wouldn't it be a shame if your wife found out what we did together a couple years ago?"

  Folly grits his teeth and puts his cuffs away as Byzan continues.

  "What, you got two kids, and a third on the way. And one of them is going into high school next year? It would be such a shame to ruin such a happy family." Byzan pulls Folly closer and licks his lips. "Or maybe I do~"

  Folly shoves Byzan away. "You tricked me into doing all that!"

  Byzan turns around, showing off his ASSets. "Oh, but you enjoyed it~" He grabs his ass, slightly lifting it up and dropping it, making it slightly jiggle.

  Folly keeps his eyes on Byzan's face as he gres at the cat faunus. "You better stay out of trouble from now on, or I will refuse Ozpin's offer next time."

  Byzan winks at Folly. "Oh don't worry, Stud. I'm not sticking around here for long, Detective~"

  "You're a horrible person." Folly mutters,

  Bzyan chuckles. "I never cimed to be the good guy."

  Byzan heads off, leaving behind a Folly, who leans against the wall next to him; pinching the bridge of his noise.

  "Damn that cat!" Folly grumbles, and his scroll vibrates and he takes it out, seeing a call from Ozpin. "Fuuuuuuu-!"

  Several minutes ter Byzan arrives outside a club called "Deadly Poison". Standing outside are the girls of team AMBR, all spiffed up looking nice.

  Maize is wearing a pink tube dress with her hair done up in a bun. She's got purple earnings and purple nail polish on. Her fan is closed on her left hip. Her hands are still wrapped in bandages.

  Rose is wearing a bck sweater that cuts off halfway down her stomach, and a bck skirt with red roses on it. Her hair is tied into a pony tail. Her pistol is mostly hidden under her skirt, on her right thigh.

  The Ambré is wearing a small top, barely showing off her rather small chest. And she's wearing skinny jeans with bck lip stick and nail polish on. Her short hair is slightly spiky. She's got her SMG on her lower back.

  Ambré crosses her arms and gres at Byzan. "Finally! You do realize when I make team pns, it involves everyone to participate."

  Byzan sways his hips as he walks up to Ambré, taking the rge coat off. Byzan is a more Mistral inspired outfit.

  "I'm here now, Sweety." Byzan looks at all three girls. "And I must say, you all look fabulous, we're gonna rock this club." He puts on a pair of bck gloves that match his outfit.

  Maize nods in agreement with a smile and Rose just slightly blushes as she looks down, while nervously shifting.

  "And what's with your outfit?" Ambré asks. "That isn't exactly party looking."

  Byzan shrugs. "My mentor heard I was in Vale and sent me this outfit." 'Along with a threatening note, that I better be practicing my instruments.'

  Ambré just rolls her eyes. "You know what, I don't care. Let's just head inside."

  "That's the best thing you've ever said." Byzan follows suit, along with the two others.

  Across the street a group of thugs watch as Byzan heads inside. One pulls out their scroll and calls someone.

  All four head inside and they're bsted with music over the speakers.

  Baxterbro

  Byzan smirks as he looks around at the full club, full of drunk and dancing people. Byzan licks his lips as Ambré talks to the four.

  "I saved us a spot on the second level, and remember, no alcoholic drinks."

  Byzan rolls his eyes as he follows his team up stairs and into an empty booth.

  Ambré picks up a drink menu and starts looking it over. "Damn.... They have some good drinks..."

  "Um, S?ur." Rose calls out.

  "Give me a second." Ambré keeps looking over the menu. "Ah, there's the non-alcoholic stuff."

  "Ambré."

  "Hold on, sis, give me a second."

  "Oh dear." Maize mutters.

  "Ah, a Citron Presse." Ambré smiles. "Haven't had one of those in a while."

  "Sister" Rose nervously calls out.

  Ambré sighs and lowers her menu. "What, S?ur?" She notices a certain cat is gone. "....Fuck. Where's Byzan?"

  Maize and Rose both point down to the bar, where they spot a rge group of gang members entering the building and walking towards him.

  Ambré groans in frustration and stands up. "You two stay here, if something goes down, keep your head down."

  Rose grows confused. "Why would some thing- Wait, never mind. This is Byzz we're talking about." Maize nods.

  Ambré swiftly stomps off.

  Down at the bar, Byzan gets a drink put in front of him. He smiles and picks it up, but he stops as his ear pick up the sound of footsteps approaching.

  "Ami, I swear I was just-" Byzan turns around and sees the rge group of gang members. "...Fuck."

  A deer Faunus steps up. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Byzantine. Haven't seen ya since you blew the brains of Spinne out."

  Byzan looks at his drink, quickly downs it and sets it on the counter beside him. "Well, I am a busy man, if you can't tell." He notices several people at other booths take their weapons out, mostly likely with the men in front of Byzan. "So why don't we take this outside, and act like-"

  The deer Faunus points a machine pistol at Byzan.

  "-gentlemen." Byzan sighs. "People always resort to violence." Byzan goes to stand up, but Ambré suddenly arrives.

  "What the hell is going on here!" Ambré shouts, and she notices the weapon pointing at Byzan. "Hey! Put you're weapon away, before I fucking break your arm."

  The deer faunus eyes Ambré up and down, Byzan frowns as he notices. "Well, what have we here. Miss, I can probably let your friend go, if you'll follow me to the back room and-" He snakes an arm around Ambré, which disgusts her. "-have some fun. I'll consider letting your friend go."

  "I guess violence is the answer." Byzan states as he stands up.

  "Huh-" The deer faunus does get a chance to react as Byzan kicks the gun out of his hand, then grabs his antlers and smashes his face into the bar counter where a gss cup his.

  The deer faunus screams in pain as he falls to the ground, gss shards in his face. Byzan catches the gun out of the hair and swiftly snatches a couple magazines out from the deers coat.

  "Kill the bastard!" Another gang member shouts as they all pull their weapons out.

  Byzan grabs Ambré and pulls her over the bar counter as bullets fly over them. Screaming echoes through the club.

  Byzan readies the machine pistol he stole and Ambré pulls out her SMG. "Remember, no killing." She orders.

  Bzyan smirks at her. "I'll try, but can't help it here."

  Ambré huffs. "Fair, just do your best."

  The beat drops as the two pop up. The thugs shift their aim towards the two, but bullets sm into their head as their aura fres up protecting them, but knocking them to the ground.

  "Left! Left!" Ambré orders.

  The two shift to the left, and over a railing as Byzan flicks out his magazine and loads a new one. A few more gang members run onto the dance floor as they fire onto the two.

  Ambré and Byzan swiftly take them down.

  "We gotta get to the entrance, I see Maize and Rose there!" Ambré orders as the shift left again.

  Byzan slides behind cover as a rocket flies past him, blowing up part of the wall behind him. Ambré reloads her SMG, putting the empty magazine in her back pocket.

  The two nod to each other and jumps out over cover as they fire onto the thugs. They run across the dance floor and towards the entrance as they fire at thugs, Clone Byzan randomly appears and drop kicks anyone that tries to get close with a melee weapon.

  "Down!" Byzan pulls Ambré close to him as a sniper round passes by them.

  Ambré then pushes Byzan away as a flying saw bde passes between the two. The two keep running and reach the exit, where their other two teammates are wating.

  "I should reward you ter for saving me~" Byzan slides up to Ambré, but she just shoves him away.

  "Never say that to me again."

  "You two okay?" Rose asks in worry.

  "We're fine, but I think we should get out of here!" Ambré orders as bullets fly overhead.

  Maize kicks open the doors, sending them flying. "Let's go, then!"

  The team exits the club as the song ends, a few speakers fall from the ceiling.

  An hour goes by and the team is now sitting at some park benches with Popsicles.

  "Quelle journée." Rose leans back on the bench.

  "Et il n'est que midi." Ambré gres at Byzan, and he notices.

  "What?" The cat opens the pstic around his popsicle.

  "I've started to notice, when we get Byzz involved, things usually take a turn." Maize takes as she puts the popsicle in her mouth.

  Byzan holds up his hands in surrender. "I'm just a hot commodity."

  "More like a hot mess of getting us in trouble." Ambré compins as she licks her popsicle.

  Everyone starts to calmly eat their cold treats but... Byzan starts to make it weird.

  Byzan slowly licks up the side of his popsicle as he moves some hair behind his ear. He then swirls his tongue around the top before slowly putting it in his mouth and moans, before going to town on it.

  The three girls slowly turn to Byzan, all with blushes on their faces. After a few seconds Byzan notices their stares and stops doing lewd things with the cold treats.

  Byzan blushes and turns away. "I forgot where I was for a second."

  "What's wrong with you." Ambré asks ins serious concern.

  "I haven't gotten any since the first month of school!" Byzan sticks the entire popsicle in his mouth, and removes the stick without the treat. He then shivers having eaten the entire popsicle in one bite.

  "You're disgusting..."

  "What does he mean by that?" Rose asks in confusion.

  "I think he means sex." Maize suggests as she puts a finger on her chin, and Rose's face starts to turn red.

  Byzan smirks. "A kitty's got needs~"

  "For fuck sake." Ambré covers her face.

  Steam starts to raise from Rose's face as it glows a bright red.

  Time goes by and the team arrives back at Beacon and as they get off the ship they see Professor Ash, with a new robotic left arm. He's messing with the arm as it slightly glitches.

  "Ash!" Ambré and Rose both run over to him.

  "Hmm?" Ash looks over and smiles when he sees his cousins. "Ahh, Ambré and Rose."

  The three cousins start talking to each other as Maize and Byzan watch.

  "It's only been a week and Professor Ash is up and about." Maize comments with a smile.

  "He is reted to Calico Ash." Byzan points out as he watches the interaction with a smile, but it slowly fades. 'I think... I'm kinda jealous.'

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  Moonlight shines down onto Byzan as he ys on top of Beacon's roof. He has another joint light up and is slowly smoking it.

  He stares up to the twinkling stars with slight envy in his eyes. He takes the joint of of his mouth and breaths out a rge cloud of smoke.

  "So this is where you sometimes hide."

  Byzan shifts his gaze to the side and spots Ambré climbing up onto the roof. She walks over to Byzan and sits down, bringing her knees to her chest and looking up to the sky with Byzan.

  She looks down at Byzan, noticing what he's smoking. "You shouldn't be smoking on school grounds."

  Byzan chuckles. "So what, rules never stopped me from doing anything."

  Ambré sighs. "Ain't that true." She suddenly grabs the joint from Byzan's mouth and takes a hit from it.

  Ambré starts coughing and looks at the joint. "What the hell even is this? This ain't Grimm's Weed."

  Byzan ughs as he takes back the joint. "It's Cat Nip, I like it more then Grimm's Weed."

  Ambré coughs a couple more times as she beats her chest. "Why the hell are you smoking Cat Nip?"

  Byzan wiggles his cat ears. "Because It works on me like it works on regur cats. And I like the smell and taste better then Grimm's Weed."

  Ambré gets her coughing under control. "Fair enough."

  The two remain in silence for several moments for Ambré speaks up again.

  "I... I want to make sure you're ok." Ambré gnces at Byzan. "You've been acting... weird...er. Then normal. So Byzz, what's wrong."

  Byzan sighs as he takes a hit of his smoke. "It... It's nothing, Ami."

  "Byzz-"

  "Look, I just can't tell you what it is. It's something very personal."

  Ambré sighs. "Okay, if you won't tell me that's fine. But are you at least fine to participate in the Vytal Festival, you know it starts tomorrow."

  Byzan smirks at Ambré. "I'll be fine, I don't pn on loosing the tournament."

  Ambré smirks right back. "There we go." She stands up and starts to climb back down the school. "Well, don't stay up here to te. We need to be up by at least 8 tomorrow."

  Byzan waves her off. "I'll be down within the hour."

  Ambré nods and slightly gnces away. "Well... tonight, Byzz." She disappears down the side of the building.

  Byzan rubs his face and pulls out his Scroll, and looks at something. It's a ticket to Vacuo, set a day after the Vytal Festival.

  "Don't worry, Sweet Cheeks, I'll be out of your hair soon enough."

  Down in the dark dorm of Team AMBR, Maize is sitting on her bed. Rose is off in dream nd in her bed.

  Maize slowly takes off the bandages around her hands, revealing metal underneath. Maize rubs her palms and sighs.

  "I need to get this fixed real soon."

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  07-30-2024

  4200 words.