Amber has no idea why she decided to take a small stop near an orphanage, but somehow she found herself inside of it. She actually didn't pay attention to the sign that told whom it belonged to. Maybe it was a way for fate to tell her that she should be here? After all she was chosen to harbor great powers, even if she didn't want it.

Amber truly wanted to believe that notions such as fate and destiny were just notions that people used to rationalize the unknown, but the more she learned, the more she grew, the more she believed the two ideas were reality and that she could do absolutely nothing to change it. No matter how many times she denies it, someone will always bring up the fact that she was chosen.

They told her she was destined to do great things… but why does she want to deny it? Perhaps to show that being destined to do something is just a lie that can be easily broken? Perhaps she wants to prove that she can't do great things? Perhaps she doesn't want to bear the burden of doing these things?

It was her responsibility to do it. Yet, she wanted to run away from it. However, she doesn't want to run either. Either face your duties, or run away from them. There is no inbetween.

When she entered the orphanage it was a rather strange sight. There were remnants of old furniture that have been remove, shadows of picture frames, in the back there was just a desk that has recently removed some items. It would give off the impression of the place being recently abandoned, if it weren't for the fact that one thing was out of place.

In the middle of the room there was a bunny ear faunus, with an orange dress, who silently read a book, there was some knitting tools around her and some dolls. For a moment Amber saw herself sitting there, all alone with no one to call friends, reading a book to have the days simply fly by.

'It must be lonely for the girl to be all alone.'

She couldn't have friends. Not with this power that has been bestowed upon her. No one told her she couldn't, she simply bestowed it upon herself. That way she wouldn't hurt anyone if her emotions ever go out of control. Amber pulled her green cloak ever tight. Yes, she must be careful. Though, it wouldn't have hurt have one friend. Her so called benefactors don't count.

She didn't realize that she was staring at the girl for a little while now. Lost in her own thought, she wondered what it would be like to have a family. A normal one that didn't try to hide her from the world, one that would scold her when she got in trouble, one that would always be there for her, one that loved her. Any semblance of that is gone, specifically due to her power.

"She's already been adopted." A voice startled her. She didn't jump, but she turned her head to see a man in a white sweater, brown eyes, light brown hair, and a seemingly nice pair of black trousers. If one were to look closer they could see a tattoo of chains on both his wrists, to which Amber could easily see them. It reminded her of her situation just a bit.

"I…wasn't looking to adopt anyway." She looked towards the ground, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Something the matter?"

Amber shook her head, "It's nothing. Nothing that you sh-" She stopped herself she didn't like that she was lying. Not because it's to a stranger, but because… because… she feels like she's lying to herself in the end. No matter what she thinks.

She shifted the conversation abruptly, "What happened here?"

The man didn't question her change in topic, instead he took a glace around the orphanage, "My job here is done."

Amber also followed his gaze around the orphanage, she could imagine this place was filled with children and accessories, then they slowly disappeared one by one until there was one left. The place would get lonely over time. However, the man's expression told a different story. It wasn't one of loneliness, but one of pride.

"It must be lonely now."

The man shook his head. Amber left it at that, not questioning his reason. It was in kind to him ignoring her shift in topic.

"Do you know what the purpose of an orphanage is?" The man asked her.

"To take in children to be adopted?" Amber only knew the generalization of it.

The man took shifted his gaze towards the child on the floor, "It is to give children what they were denied. It gives them a chance, to learn, to love." The man spoke as if he was paraphrasing.

"To have a family." Amber spoke, the words hitting close to home.

"Mr. B. Mr. B!" The faunus jumped in excitement, holding a doll in her hands. It resembled the man pretty well. She handed it to the man, who accepted it gracefully.

"Thank you for taking care of me. I won't forget about you." The bunny smiled as the man ruffled her hair.

However, that wasn't the end of her surprise. The girl suddenly shifted her attention to Amber and presented a doll.. of Amber.

"For me?"

The girl nodded, placing the doll of Amber in Amber's hands. She quickly retreated back towards her previous spot to continue reading her book.

Amber stared at the doll that represented herself. She vaguely remembers going playing with dolls before, but that was overshadowed by her remembrance of her great powers. However, she closed her hand into a fist. She'll cherish this item. Simple and straightforward. She'll cherish it no matter what anyone says. A single tear rolled down her cheek.

The man pulled up two chairs, both of them facing the child. He tapped the one right next to him to get Amber out of her funk. She sat down in the chair and began to fiddle a little with the doll she was given.

"Carrot was one of the first one's here, now the last one out. She always loved making dolls of people." The man told Amber. Short and to the point his statement was.

Amber wordlessly nodded, clearly thinking about something else. The man didn't budge, there's no need to force answers out of people.

Amber looked towards the ground, avoiding any sort of eye contact, "Do you think that there are things such as destiny and fate?" Amber couldn't stop herself for some reason, she didn't need to dump her problems on this man, but she found herself doing so.

The man shook his head after a few long seconds.

"I see. I.. didn't believe in the concepts for a long while now, but the more I learn, the more I start to believe it to be true." She could stop herself now, leave before she divulged any sensitive information to a stranger… Yet, she was somewhat at ease with the man.

The man didn't show any obvious reaction, just a slow nod to show that he was paying attention.

"I'm destined for greatness they said. That my choices and actions will affect the world as a whole, but I must-" Amber stopped herself from going any further.

What was she doing? She was going to risk telling a complete stranger about her power. Maybe it's all the stress? Maybe it would be her way of rebelling. Yet, as of now she stopped. She once again found her eyes wandering towards the man's wrists. A tattoos of chains, that what befitted her situation. It probably would look natural on her wrists.

The man suddenly stood up, making Amber think he was done listening to her. In actuality he stood as soon as the door opened a man and a woman came in. Carrot quickly ran up to them, her items in her arms. Two humans were adopting a faunus. Amber noted the strange occurrence, not something one sees everyday.

There was a quick exchange of words between the couple and the man. The exchange would end as Carrot hugged the man.

"Thank you, Mr. Bubbles."

The man simply returned the hug, providing a gleaning smile towards the young girl.

Amber couldn't help it, but she felt a pang of sorrow resound throughout her being… she must control her emotions. She has to or else people will get hurt. How sweet it would be to be as innocent as this girl… No. That would be selfish of her, to shunt her responsibilities. Whether she liked it or not, this was her burden to bear.

The exchange ended as Carrot left with her new parents. Now it was just Amber and the man.. Mr. Bubbles?

The man then took his chair towards the back, to which Amber followed. He quickly placed it behind the counter, grabbed Amber's chair doing the same, and finally grabbed a backpack that was hidden from sight.

No words were exchanged as the two exited out of the old orphanage. The man made sure to flip the sign to closed. A needless effort as there was a foreclosure sign right next to it.

Amber supposed that this was the time to part ways. She didn't have the luxury of waiting around, she needed to get someplace… Yet, she was ever so reluctant to do so, "I have someplace to be."

She didn't know why she needed to announce it to the man. Perhaps.. perhaps it was a plea for someone to stop her? For someone to notice a small bit of her plight. All he needed to do was say something to stop her.

"You have time for one drink?" He was blunt in his request.

She rather quickly nodded in affirmation. She just needed to get there, it didn't matter how fast. At least that's what she interpreted the orders to be.

Mr. Bubbles motioned for Amber to follow. She slowly walked behind him, towards a place a couple of blocks down the orphanage. Once again she didn't bother to read the sign as the two entered a place that looked like a bar.

The bartender seemed to perk up seeing the man enter, "Welcome back Jack. Carrot's foster parents must've swung by."

The man now known as Jack nodded in affirmation. Heading straight towards the bar, followed by Amber.

Jack Bubbles. It was kind of a funny name to Amber, but she didn't giggle as it was his name. She didn't want to be completely rude to him. Though… the bartender seemed to treat him as a regular. Did an alcoholic take care of- No. That would be rude of her to assume such things. The child looked very happy after all.

The bartender noticed the girl following Jack, "Ah, picked up a girl of your own? You know Jack, she's looks a bit too young."

Amber stopped for a second, she actually blushed for a solid second there. It quickly faded when the bartender bursted out laughing.

"I kid, I kid. You're not the first woman who's had troubles come in with Jack. Now don't get me wrong. He doesn't take advantage of them, just get them back on their feet. Even if he doesn't utter a single word."

Amber placed herself on the barstool right next to Jack's. The bartender was quick to give him a bottle of beer.

"What would you like Lass?"

"I don't drink alcohol." A lot of bad things could happen if she ended up drunk. Plus she hates the taste of it.

"Strawberry Soda comin right up."

"I thought this was a bar?"

"No, Lass. It's a pub, a very big difference."

To be fair she thought they were the same thing, "I don't have much money." She should be mostly saving it.

"Jack'll take care of it. Now before you open your mouth again have some Strawberry Soda." The bartender presented the soda. Throughout their exchange he filled up the glass, with Jack taking a few sips of beer.

Amber took a cursory glance at Jack, who placed some lien on the bar and gave a glance of approval towards Amber.

She took just a sip of the soda. And another one. Another. A lot more this time. Before she realized it she drank three-fourths of the whole thing. She placed it down on the table.

"Go ahead, sodas get free refills." Jack was the one to inform Amber.

She immediately chugged the rest of the soda and placed it down again for the bartender to fill it back up.

"You looked like you needed a pick-me-up." The bartender chuckled as he filled the glass, "I know a story that usually lifts up one's spirits. It involves Jack here."

Amber raised an eyebrow and took a glance at Jack.

"You can tell her, Berry." Jack named the bartender.

"Didn't even need to ask." Berry gave a sly smile and filled the glass for Amber once again.

"What's the story?" Amber asked Berry as she chugged her drink.

"Well Jack here came to town one day. He just appeared one day with six little girls and decided to open up an orphanage. By day he ran the orphanage, on occasions he would come to this very bar by night. The orphanage started small with just six little girls, plus a faunus named Carrot. Orphans quickly grew in number, expanding his little orphanage. It did take a while until it dwindled down though, until Carrot was all that was left."

Amber finished another glass.

"But that's not what we're focusing on, no. One day a pack of Grimm, Beowolves if I recall, just so happened to decide it was time to wreck some havoc, and havoc they wrecked. I was actually in the orphanage that day, checking up on Jack for no particular reason. When we heard of Grimm attacking we held up in Jack's orphanage. I had a shotgun at the ready and Jack had a revolver. The children were huddled in the corner, but Carrot was missing. That's when we heard a scream, it was Carrot."

Amber loudly gulped her soda, finishing another one.

"You know what happened next? As soon as Jack heard that scream he bolted out of the door, no matter how much I told him not to go out there. It was practically suicide. A man with no huntsman training, no aura, no semblance, and especially no crazy weapon, just bolted out the door upon hearing Carrot's scream. I ran after him of course to see an amazing sight."

Amber stopped drinking as Berry left her hanging.

Berry grew a wicked smile and Jack just kept on drinking his one beer, "Jack was beating the unlucky Beowolf, who dared to threaten Carrot, to death with a fucking Wrench." He swore to emphasize what he was saying.

Amber's eyes widened with her mouth agape.

"That was my exact reaction too. I was just standing there amazed at a man with no aura, nor semblance, just going to town on that Beowolf. He protected that girl as if she was his own daughter. It was like he was on pure paternal instinct right there."

Amber took a glance at Jack, and she wasn't sure if he was trying to hide a smirk. Berry smiled as he's seen plenty of people react like that, it never got old.

"That's not the end of it though. As soon as he took out the one though, its buddies showed up. Now normally a man would run away, but as he demonstrated, Jack was no normal man. Instead of running away Jack gestured for Carrot to run, while he slowly walked up to the remaining pack. It was like something out of an action movie." Berry gestured a bit wildly.

"Bam! He smacked one that tried to immediately rush him and summarily finished it off just as quickly. Another one tried to ambush him, but he quickly shot it dead with his revolver. Now there were about three left and they were done messing around. All three of them jumped him at once, quite literally. He took out one with the remaining bullets in his revolver and dodged the remaining two."

Amber finished another glass.

"He set another one on fire with a dust crystal, at least from my angle I couldn't see it, and bashed the one set aflame. For the last one he just repeatedly bashed its head in with the wrench. Pow! Pow! Pow!" Berry mimicked the gesture he saw that day.

Berry filled the glass once again.

"And that was it. This man with no huntsman training, no aura, no semblance, no statue to his name, took out the Grimm by himself. If I didn't know any better I would've assumed this man here was a huntsman on the downlow. He earned my everlasting respect that day. By the way, we're out of Strawberry Soda."

It would appear that Amber drank him dry. A small sheepish blush appeared on her face. This earned a laugh from Berry. Jack finished his beer.

Amber couldn't help but see Jack in a very heroic light. This man protected a little girl, a faunus at that, as if she was his own daughter. He could've stayed put and protected everyone else, he had no obligation to truly care for the little girl, she was a different species from him, yet he chose to protect her as if she was a part of his family.

She began to wonder what it would be like to have a guardian like Jack, who wasn't afraid to protect her because she was different. Who didn't care if her power was dangerous. Who would protect her even if she beheld dangerous powers. Who would treat her as if she was just a normal person. Who would love her no matter what. Who would treat her like family.

Amber smiled wearily, she was never going to get that chance. Not anymore.

Jack stood up.

"I guess it'll be awhile before I see you around here again. Any idea where you'll go?"

Jack gave a genuine smile and shook his head.

"I see. Just remember that you'll always have a place here Jack."

Jack walked out of the pub. He wasn't followed by Amber, but she was ready to make her exit.

"Thank you."

"No, thank Jack. He brought you here to cheer you up after all."

Really? She guess it made some bit of sense, why else would he buy her drink… well drinks technically. It was very thoughtful of the strang- Jack. It was very thoughtful of Jack to do that for her, a stranger.

She was about to leave, but the Berry presented a paper bag with a bottle in it, "I forgot to give Jack this, it's his farewell present. Do you mind giving it to him?"

"Of course." Amber said as she retrieved the paper bag.

"Oh and one more thing." Berry once again stopped Amber, "If you can, ask him the meaning of his tattoos. You'll be in for a surprise."

Amber simply nodded as she left the pub. Now it was her duty to find Jack an- he was just across the street, arms crossed against the wall. Almost as if he was expecting her. She went across the street to deliver the gift.

Jack wordlessly took the gift and slightly lifted the bottle before putting it back in the bag. He nodded as a form of a thank you.

"Thank you for your kindness Jack. It really helped me, a lot more than anyone thinks it did."

"Weren't you heading somewhere?"

In that moment Amber remembered the cruel reality that she was in and her thoughts shifted back to that reality, "Yes." She almost said it somberly.

"Do you mind if I accompany you?"

Everything seemed to stop in that moment. She didn't expect him to utter those words. She was technically obligated to say no. She was supposed to travel alone and a bodyguard would meet her along the way. She wasn't supposed to make any stops, unless it was to rest. Letting in a stranger will only lead to them getting harmed. Right.. Jack was still a stranger. He would probably freak out and demand answers if she ever revealed her powers. Anyone sane person would anyway.

"I would appreciate it." She found herself saying.

Maybe she just wanted the company, no matter how short lived it may be. She's been told that there will always be people that will seek to harm her, for her power. That there are even good people with foul intentions. Maybe she just wanted someone, anyone to stand by her side, even if it was just a little.

"The name's Jack Wynand." Jack introduced himself.

Wynand? It roughly means bold warrior if she was correct. The name somewhat fit from his actions that she heard from the bartender. Hold on.

"I thought it was Bubbles?" Amber questioned the different last name.

"The kids called me that."

"I kind of like Bubbles more." Amber was being a bit honest to Jack. It had a bit of a nice ring to it. Mr. Bubbles. Mr. B. Mr. Jack Bubbles.

"Refer to me however you want to."

She was definitely going to refer to him mostly as Mr. Bubbles. She did honestly like it for some reason.

Yet a realization dawned upon her, "I- never introduced myself, did I?"

Jack shook his head.

Amber could've sworn she hid a small blush. All of that and never did she once introduce herself. And she learned Jack's name through Berry, and Berry's through Jack's. No one really asked for anyone's name really.

"Amber. My name is Amber." She said giving a genuine smile. Perhaps the first one in a very long time.

…...

Here we go, something that I was thinking to originally be a short one-shot, but decided I might change it into a full story. This was originally going to end with Amber realizing she was in a memory, slowly dying.

I hope everyone enjoyed it, I'll see you next time when I update.

Have a funny little extra.

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Extra/Omake.

Mr. B was the most feared man in the criminal underworld of Vale. One that not even Roman Torchwick would dare to cross. He would never say why though, it was both out of fear and respect for the man. Apparently it's rumored that he's a single man. A lone man managed to become the most feared man in the criminal underworld without a gang of his own.

It was a shame that his boss and the 'animal' didn't understand. No, not a shame. It was hilarious to think they could go against Mr. B. Now he just needed to fake some worry for them. Their plan was suicidal anyway, presented by the 'animal.'

"It won't work." Torchwick said plain and simple.

"He's just one man. One human man." The 'animal' Adam Taurus told matter of factly.

His plan was to 'rescue' faunus children and have them join the White Fang. Normally Torchwick wouldn't care for it, but he was decisively taking children from Mr. B's territory. He was going to enjoy the beatdown.

"It's your deathwish." He smiled as he lit a cigar.

"Anyone named Mr. Bubbles should not be taken with this much seriousness." Adam said as he left.

"Neo, record his future failure and post it."

Soon after the video titled 'Raging Bull defeated by Bubbles' was posted and quickly grew in popularity.