-Chapter 1: Taking Control-

"WEISS!?" Jacques paid a visit to his daughter's room after a heated meeting with General Ironwood. He found an empty room, immensely cold from the air pouring in from the broken window. The bed, nightstand, and dresser were pushed away from order, leaving open space in the room's upper section.

Incoherent darts of words came at random as he searched for something that made sense. "You! When… I! Klein… Did?! Child!"

On Weiss' pillow, she left her scroll behind. Under his orders, the scroll had no lock function, so when he opened it, a video of his daughter began to play.

"Hello, Father. And for that matter, goodbye. By now, you know I'm no longer at home. Thank you for giving me my freedom. When you fetched for me after Beacon's fall, you did so to keep your legacy intact. A few weeks ago, you revoked my status as heiress to once again keep your legacy under your control.

"When you brought me to Atlas, the only thing keeping me was my heiress-ship. I did everything I could to keep status, hoping one day I could turn the company into something of my own. That is no longer possible.

"Now that I am no longer beholden to your company, I can forge a path to fix your wrongs sooner. To do that, I don't need your business. I don't need your money. I don't need you, and I certainly don't need your name. I have my own. That's all I need. Schnee always sounded better than Gelé.

"Your time as head has made Remnant a worse place. I don't need your 'charity' events to prove that. Your treatment of other businesses and Faunus have proven you unfit for power, but nobody is around to keep you checked.

"During my time at Beacon, which I know you resent, I slept every night in the same room as the daughter of the White Fang's former leader. Among the other two of my team, I have grown into a much more functional family with her than I ever did with you.

"I take full fall for my actions this morning. There were no accomplices or accessories to my departure. If you want to punish me for what I did, meet me in Menagerie. While there, I will work to restore the Schnee name with those who have been hurt most by it. It is also the center of White Fang activity, but since I am no longer a Schnee, I have nothing to worry about.

"If you choose to follow me, I am sure the public will protect me. You cannot force your will over them there, though. Don't forget that Ironwood is on my side. He won't do your bidding. Unfortunately, despite this, he refuses under military confidentiality to tell me where Winter is.

"You have made many mistakes in raising me and Winter. Most notably, you do not share our powers to bring back around what comes our way. I have left behind an example of this. Hopefully, it lets you know not to test me any further.

"I look forward to the future. Your daughter, Weiss Schnee."

The father looked to the room's corner. Where normally stood a suit of iron armor, it was instead in its summoned form. Upon being noticed, it turned its head to him, took a fighting stance, and disintegrated.

Jacques stormed out of the room and called for Klein.

Weiss disembarked from an Atlesian airship in a place very unfamiliar with seeing them.

*Lift* *SLAM*

Thirty seconds passed. The door opened. Before Weiss stood a tower of a man. "Hello, sir. My name is Weiss Schnee. Is this the Belladonna residence?"