The girl was kneeling on a rooftop, she was small and compact in build, armed with a sniper rifle held right-handedly. Her outfit consisted of a green cloak and hood, with a grey t-shirt, bulletproof vest, and jeans underneath. Her hair was mauve and tied into a braid over her right shoulder, draped over her flat chest. Approximately 100 feet away was a large group of civilians flocking one man, the man was wearing a black suit and sleek looking sunglasses. His Name was Max Brall, an atlesian fashion designer who was well known for his controversial opinion on faunus' place in society. As she aimed the rifle at him she began to inhale before holding her breath. She aimed the crosshair right at his temple. She pulled the trigger. the bullet fired. She felt a sharp pain in her left hand and heard screams. She grinned, that grin quickly fell when she saw that Brall was indeed not dead, and rather being escorted to his limousine by three security guards while the other two watched the rooftops. "The hell?" she thought as she lowered her rifle, feeling another jab of pain in her left hand she looked down to see her rifle had EXPLODED. A misfire had torn open the bottom of her rifle and her hand had been grazed
"Are you kidding me?! How the f…"
She dropped down as a bullet flew over her head. "What do i do?" she thought to herself, she had never been good at making decisions while under pressure, so of course she made the rash decision: kill Max Brall. She vaulted over the ledge of her roof landing on the next one, a sharp pain as her aura deflected a bullet
"Well, looks like they can aim"
She muttered in a deflated tone, she ran to the next rooftop, seeing Max and the three guards she jumped down on top of the first one, pinning him to the ground she quickly struck him in the back of the head with her rifle before rising to see the other two guards aiming their pistols at her. She pressed the second trigger on her rifle, causing the handle to come off in the form of a pistol. The guards put two and two together and fired their weapons at her. She spun the rifle part of her weapon like a staff blocking a few bullets while her aura handled the rest. She swung the staff part of her rifle horizontally, the first guard stepped back, avoiding the attack, but the second guard crumpled as the butt of the rifle hit him in the temple. The first guard aimed his pistol at her only to see her dash past him, after Brall, the guard gave chase, but was not nearly as fast as the girl. As she neared Brall she tackled him to the ground, pinning him down she said
"Max Brall, fashion designer, millionaire, racist pig."
"Please! Take my money!"
Brall shouted as he struggled. The girl heard the sound of the guard approaching her and turned to aim her pistol at him, all the while keeping a foot on the small of Max's back. The guard stopped as he saw the gun levelled at his face
"Go, said the girl, i won't hurt you if i don't have to"
The guard looked down at his employer
"W-what about mister Brall?"
"You don't share his feelings on faunus, do you?"
She said, steeling her glare
"No"
The guard meagerly shook his head
"Then i see no reason in killing you, go be with your family"
As the guard turned and ran she wheeled to Brall who was wheezing from trying to escape, but still no less pinned, she rolled him onto his back.
"Mister Brall, I'm assuming that you know what your opinions on faunus have done to vale? I'm assuming you know that i have been forced to watch as my brothers and sisters transition from protests to murders because of people like you hindering the progress of peace."
"I'm sorry! Just pl..."
He sputtered, but before he could say any more a gunshot was heard.