This isn't exactly how I expected this mission to go. "I swear to god the minute we get untied I'm kicking your ass Crimson." I rolled my eyes at the voice.
"Please inform me as to how this is my fault Orion." I swung my fists back and hit Orion's arm. "Now shut the hell up while I think about how to get out of here." I looked around at my surroundings.
"How about both of you just shut the hell up! Orion, Crimson didn't know how this would play out, get over it! Crimson, just focus on getting us out of here." Leave it to Lavender to make me feel like shit.
"Hey the chairs aren't tied together. Crimson if you can get a good enough boost, the impact on the wall should break the chair." Amber you beautiful brainiac. I hopped in a small circle, getting the chair situated with the back facing the nearest wall.
I heard the familiar whirl and click as the dust chamber settled into place. The decal on my jacket, pants, and shoes glowed green. "This might hurt a lot." The release and ignition of wind dust from my shoes launched me backwards. I connected with the wall and heard splintering. I collapsed to the floor. "I was right, god that one hurt." I groaned.
"Just untie us." I pulled the rest of the rope from my wrists and walked over to where my team was tied back-to-back. I undid their bonds. "Ok so where are our weapons?" Lavender looked over the room. "Because they certainly aren't here." I checked over the dust chamber to make sure I didn't damage it on impact.
"I say trial and error. It's only a matter of time before they figure out we broke free. Kick in as many doors as possible until we find them, do what we came here to do, then get the hell out. Our mission hasn't changed guys." I stretched my arms out, feeling my shoulders and back crack a little.
"Easy for you to say, you still have your weapon with you." Orion retorted. He wasn't wrong. My jacket, pants, and boots were all my weapons. I had a rotating dust chamber on my jacket that linked to one on the belt of my pants and the two smaller ones on my shoes. The decal on my clothes acted as a circuit that channeled the dust from the four different chambers. The dust can then be released through the ends of the jacket sleeves, the knees, the ends of the pant legs, and the bottoms of my shoes.
"Which is exactly why we need to move fast." I walked over to the door and pressed my ear to it. No sound from the other side. "Okay I can't hear anything, we should be good to go. Stay in the shadows and stay quiet." I cracked the door open and looked out into the hallway. "Let's move."
Yeah so the plan kinda went FUBAR. We were sent on a reconnaissance mission out in the wilderness where an unusual size of Grimm activity was recorded. We were to find the cause of the increase and put a stop to it. The increase as it turns out was due to a small fraction of the White Fang hiding out in the area. We discovered that they were trapping Grimm. We reported back in and were told to disrupt their actions and breakup their presence in the area. How hard could that be? For Team COAL a mission that would seem trivial went to shit faster than you could blink. That was how we ended up in our current predicament. We were captured and our weapons confiscated… except for mine (mainly because they didn't know my clothes are my weapon).
The hallway stretched on for a while and we hadn't yet seen another door or hallway. "You know if we run into any members of the White Fang you're gonna have to take care of them right?" Orion asked. We bickered and attacked each other constantly. But I knew that deep down we both cared deeply for each other.
"Yeah I know, but let's hope it doesn't happen until we find your weapons." We continued down the hallway for a while longer. "Ozpin's gonna be pissed at us when we get back." We didn't participate in the Vytal Tournament qualifiers and instead choose to go out on our current mission. "I wonder how the teams from Beacon are doing?" We came to a fork and took the left path.
"I'm sure they're doing fine. RWBY, JNPR, and CFVY have some great potential to go all the way to the finals." Amber stated. Every group had one and ours was Amber. She's a nice girl, smart, funny, cute, she's just a little socially awkward around others. Lavender is the mom of the group, if one of us is sick or hurt she nurses us back to health. She's great even if she is slightly overprotective of us. Orion, the wildcard of our team. He'll call me on my mistakes as soon as they happen. He gives me a lot of hell but I'd have it no other way.
I stopped walking and the rest of my team stopped right behind me. "Do you hear that?" The faint sound of machinery reached my ears. I looked back at the others and they nodded. "Ok we need to move carefully." We crouched down and kept at a slow pace until we got to a very large hangar like area. Cages of Grimm were being stacked and loaded onto large shipping vehicles or airships, while Members of the White Fang went about loading smaller boxes.
"Time to split up. Lavender and I will take the ground floor." I pointed off to the right where a ladder was leading up to a large catwalk and multiple different rooms. "Orion and Amber, you'll take the upper levels. Amber keep us all linked up, if either group finds our weapons we can meet up." They nodded and took off quickly. Amber has a pretty unique semblance. She can telepathically communicate with those she's close too, which probably explains why she's socially awkward.
"Lavender we need to look for a way to bring this operation to a halt. I'm open to any and all suggestions." She quickly surveyed the area and pointed to a White Fang member with a scroll in his hand. I looked closer and realized he was our captor from earlier. He was ordering some smaller members around as they carried boxes to an airship. "Good call, he brought us in here and he'll know where our weapons are too. How are we going to get to him though?"
"I'll let some of the Grimm out of the cages. They should cause a big enough distraction for you to get over to him." She motioned to some cages that weren't being loaded yet that had some Ursai and Beowolves in them. I grabbed her arm before she took off. "Be careful." She nodded before crawling into a vent.
I ran into cover behind some crates as White Fang members approached my current position. I peeked around the corner and made note of the time it took between them grabbing boxes and crates and them coming back for another. I had roughly twenty second intervals where I could travel from without being seen. "Crimson, we found our weapons." I heard Orion's voice in my head. I felt something cold and hard press against the back of my head.
"One second Orion." "Who the hell are you?" as he asked I heard the click and lock of my dust chamber and the decal glowed blue. I spun fast and struck his hand leaving a thick coating of ice on it. Before he could shout and alert the others I clapped my hands forcefully over his ears freezing his head. I popped the top on the nearest crate and set him inside before closing it back up. "Ok we're good, Lavender and I are working on a plan to shut this down. Grab her weapon and just wait for the signal." I moved up to another stack of crates where I could see both Lavender's target and mine. "What's the signal?" This time it was Amber's voice I heard. "Oh you'll know."
I watched Lavender crawl out of a vent on the backside of the cages and slowly approach the locks. One by one she swiftly grabbed and ripped the locks off of the cages. When the Grimm realized what had happened they busted out of their cages and roared. Lavender made a mad dash and slid into the vent before any of the Grimm could get to her. Most of the Grimm turned to the White Fang and charged at them. "That's the signal," I relayed to the others. The audible click and the familiar sensation as the decal glowed green brought a smile to my face. "Let's finish the mission team."