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Deaged Oz AU - So WHAT If I'm Not Actually Winter?

The thing about the Tipverse AU is that a lot of people have claimed to be the missing Schnee boy over the years... and the latest one really isn't sane. Meet Zyan, who really, *really* isn't nice.

This guy was originally introduced in the fake Winter's lineup, but since he's a nasty man who isn't, in fact, a one shot character, have his thoughts about being in jail. And the Schnees. And Tip.

Everything hurt. Alone and fuming in his cell, Zyan could at least admit, even if only very grudgingly, that Clover Ebi definitely had one hell of a right hook.

But it just wasn’t fair. Plenty of people had to have claimed to be the dead Schnee brat over the years, it was no secret that there was probably money in it, if they were brave enough. He’d even paid to have a little something fitted that would fool a casual blood test, and once he was in? Well, the Schnee family fortune could easily be rerouted to more deserving people. Like him, like all the people that family had fleeced over the years. Mostly him, though. All that money, so annoyingly out of reach.

And now his freedom, too? How was it his fault, that the Schnee bitch of a huntress had looked so very appealing, dressed as she had been? Had he really been her uncle, maybe he might have thought better of it, but surely what he’d done hadn’t been that bad? Hadn’t been worth being beaten and tossed in a cell to rot? They hadn’t even bothered to test him, though he’d demanded it. What did they know that he didn’t?

There was no way that the rumours about that little boy could be true. Everybody knew that even if old Nicky’s mongrel had lived, he’d be close to Zyan’s age. Older, even, though that wouldn’t havw mattered much. He could fake being older for awhile, though most of his cons tended to skew towards the younger end of things.

Oh, but finding all the necessary things to make him look like a Schnee had been far from cheap, and not all of them had been legal. It was meant to be worth it, to rub it into all the faces of those that hated him for being low, lowly, less than, that he, Zyan… or should that be Winter was better than they could ever be. And of course, now he owed a lot of money to a lot of very dangerous people.

No matter. He’d get out sooner or later. Nobody was in these cells forever and, much though Atlas’ security would beg to differ, they could be escaped from. He’d done it before, for far lower stakes than he faced now. Although… maybe he was safer in here than out there right now, at least until things died down a bit?

He was relatively certain that nobody had found out about the other items he’d… ahem ‘liberated’… from his were benefactors, there had been no rumbling, no angry men showing up to break his legs in return. No, everything had been going just perfectly until he’d been arrested.

Damn them, though. Atlas probably did know he was Zyan, Ironwood had always been irritating about knowing these things in ways that weren’t normal even for the hunters. Like Ozpin had been.. he was rather glad he wasn’t going to end up facing that one again. Irritating and dictatorial Ironwood might have been, but there’d been something downright creepy about Beacon’s headmaster.

Good thing he was dead, really. Now all Zyan had to do was bide his time, wait for them to be distracted and for things to heal as much as they would while in here, and flitter away again.

He might even look up the whispers about that little boy that had supposedly stolen his idea. After all, children were so very breakable… and if it turned out that the little brat actually was Winter? Well, he owed the Schnees a bad turn or fifty. Finding the brat dead in an alleyway somewhere would pay those back in full, even if it would close the door on a few things regarding all that lovely money.

But then, he could always ransom the little midget. That had some merit, that way he might still come into some money. He knew enough people with the right semblances to ensure the brat kept very, very quiet about anything that might identify him.

If they’d even return his calls once it got out just which of the Ace Ops had arrested him.. and why. Being arrested by Clover, even if he was technically their leader, was far from a badge of honour. Being beaten up by him? And worse, he was almost certain one of the snot nosed little punks had caught it on camera, too. He’d never live it down.

Oh, it wasn’t even as though none of them would have tried it, in his place, either. There had been plenty of times when they’d discussed doing just that, really showing the Schnees their true place in the world.

The thought of strangling the little brat that had so fooled them was nice, though. A little boy, helpless and in his grasp? Well, he was quite sure they’d do a lot for family…

The dark smirk that touched his lips didn’t help the anger of those holding him, nor their worry. He’d said a lot of his plans out loud, not that the guards thought he’d been aware of that.

No, this was one man they wanted to keep as far away from Tip and the others as possible.

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