Chapter 1: Head hunters
"C'mon on man" whined Travis the dog faunus
"I've only got two more and their mine" Today was not a good day for Travis. It all started with getting assigned guard duty and it only got worse from there. The toilet was broken and they were not allowed to use the one inside the facility, so that meant shitting in the bushes like an animal. The humans would probably have fun with that one. His nerves were killing him; he had only started smoking to impress the older faunus. That still didn't stop them from making wise cracks about his age. He joined the White Fang to earn respect but all the older members looked down on the newbies calling us things like young bucks and cubs, pun intended.
"Do you really want me twitchy with a gun in my hand?" He snarled at the older man.
"I want you to shut the fuck up and do your job" being a bear faunus the man towered over him. He didn't let it show but he was honestly scared
"Do you wa-nna fiHGT?" He scolded himself for showing weakness.
The bear faunus tightened his grip on his gun and took a threatening step towards Travis. Travis's whole body tightened up getting ready for a fight. The bear faunus looked him straight in the eye before he started laughing his ass off.
"I'm just yanking your chain pup!" The laughing continued. Travis didn't know whether to be relieved or insulted. The man held out a cigarette to the smaller of the two. "That's good though, keep standing up for yourself like that and you'll make it far in the White Fang. We only give the newbies trouble to see if they have what it takes to stand up for themselves; which is what our cause is all about." He clapped the younger boy on the shoulder before walking off.
'What just happened' he thought, looking down at the cigarette in his hand he smiled. "Shits starting to look up" he laughed
The report of a rifle and the bear faunus head exploded into a unrecognizable mess. It took a moment for what happened to process through his brain. He was covered with his new friend. Shaking uncontrollable he slowly turned towards the forest. A second shot rang out.
Today was not a good day for Travis…
[369 yards away, Delta-Four]
"Clear. The entrance is clear" I pulled back the bolt on my rifle and chambered another round. Lt. Delroy or Delta-One's voice came in through my earpiece
"Copy. Moving into the nest" I stood and moved to a better position to cover my squad. The facility was a hidden base in the woods with a mostly open inside other than a few barracks here and there. The large round dome building in the middle was what they were here for. I had moved to slightly higher ground to have a bird's eye view of the entire base. I perched my rifle on the branch of a fallen tree and zoomed into the fortified ring surrounding the middle. Three fire teams at most; they were being very full of themselves.
"A skeleton crew, Sir." My remark earned a few smug replies before the Lt. told everyone to promptly shut he fuck up.
They had run into little resistance. What they did run into they quickly dispatched quietly; which is no easy matter when it came to dealing with faunus. Whereas we had night vision goggles the faunus was born with it built in. I spotted out a lone sentry making his rounds I quickly lined my crosshairs the side of his head and pulled the trigger. The man hit the ground; I chambered another round into my rifle and looked for my next target; which came in the form of a cat faunus. I dropped him, they thought they owned the night so they got sloppy.
The guards around the perimeter of the dome were done before they even knew to begin. They had made it the building my new job was now to keep watch and make sure no one sneezed in their direction without them knowing it.
"Package retrieved " Lt's voice rang in his ear.
"Falling back to point bravo" I replied
I got up and headed to regroup with my team; gun sweeping the area around me. The forest was quiet tonight as if sensing an intruder, not even the crickets were chirping. Pushing a few branches out of my way one got rebellious and smacked me in the face. My helmet and balaclava stopping it from doing any real pain but it's the thought of the matter that counts, damn branch.
Having a base out this far was a smart idea if you want to hide, but horrible if you didn't have the manpower to hold it. They must have grimm attacks on a daily basis not to mention food and supplies for all the personnel here. This had been quite a large operation they had going on here. Atleast until we showed up.
I crouched low to the ground as I neared our rendezvous point, the watch post with its recently killed occupants. They had almost raised the alarm because of a mistake on Delta-Three's part; he will no doubt get a verbal ass whooping when we get back to base.
Gunshots rang out in the direction of the base. My squad should be halfway here by now so it's probably grimm who had smelt the fresh blood in the air. Tough luck…..Look at this asshole, a Beowulf had stalked out of the forest and was enjoying himself some `White Fang Sue Flay'. I pulled up my rifle to end his all you can eat buffet but someone else beat me to it.
"Thanks for having the place clear when we got here Four" Delta-Three always the smartass. I left my position to jog towards them. After regrouping we all headed to the distraction point. We didn't encounter any Charlie on the way, the grimm and the White Fang to busy with each other to deal with us.
Two radioed in and our ride was there in less than two minutes. The airship was a StealthHawk, known widely by most Vale special forces by its unique ability to not show up on any type of radar and virtually make no sound at all. It touched down and the side doors opened up, we all pilled in. Everyone strapped in the StealthHawk lifted off. One reached into the bag on his side and pulled out what was inside.
"Good hunting boys" he smirked. In his hand was the head of White Fang ring leader Zae hues. He turned to two "Hit it sweetheart"
Two flipped the cap on the detonator and pressed the switch. For what seemed like eternity nothing happened. The dome exploded in bright flash, blanketing all around it in flame. The bright light hit my eyes harmlessly thanks to my dark tinted combat goggles.
Man I love my job.