A/N: Hello everyone and welcome to my first foray into RWBY FanFiction. Do please leave a review and let me know what you all think.
"Daddy, wake up!"
The sleeping man groaned, "Mmm, five more minutes..." he said drowsily.
"Daddy!"
Francois's eyes slowly opened to see the coffee brown eyes of his his son, Jonathon Midnight. "Alright, alright. I'm awake."
Jonathon leaned over and hugged his father, "I love you daddy."
Francois smiled and returned the hug. He loved how affectionate Jonathon was and he wouldn't trade it for all the lien in Remnant.
"I love you too my handsome boy. How does some breakfast sound?"
The six-year old climbed off the bed and jumped around, "Yayy!"
Francois got up and stretched out his sore muscles. He had only gotten back home from his last mission a few days prior, and he was still a little bit stiff.
"What do you want to eat Jon Jon?"
The six-year old thought quickly before answering, "Cereal please."
He smiled, "Sure thing big boy. How about Pumpkin Pete's?" Knowing what the response would be.
"Yeah!" The child exclaimed, jumping into the air before hugging his dad again.
Francois grabbed one of his maroon t-shirts and put it on. He then grabbed his scroll from the charger and walked out of his bedroom, through the living room, and into the kitchen of his and Jonathon's house.
He grabbed one of the small bowls from the cabinet, poured some cereal and milk into it, and then set it on the table in front of Jonathon, "Here you go handsome boy."
"Thanks daddy." he replied, quickly digging in.
Francois put the cereal back on top of his refrigerator, pausing momentarily to look at the front of the box. Pyrrha Nikos smiled back at him. Even though the fall of Beacon, and subsequent death of the young woman, had happened more than six years prior, the company had apparently not found someone that they felt was suitable to replace her on the box.
He shook himself out of the memory and reached onto another shelf, grabbing the bagged loaf of bread and the jar of peanut butter from the cabinet and quickly made himself a toasted peanut butter sandwich.
Finally finished, he sat at the table next to Jonathon and switched on the tv. The Vytal Tournament was happening again and he had some lien riding on the matches today.
"Hello viewers and welcome to our coverage of this years Vytal Festival Tournament!" The voice of Peter Port called out. "Coming to you live from Shade academy in Vacuo, we have our qualifying round matchups today."
"That's right Peter," replied his partner, Doctor Bartholomew Oobleck, "and these matches are sure to be exciting, first up we have Team SKYY of Haven Academy taking on Team STLL of Shade Academy. We spoke to the leaders of each team earlier and they both had high praise for their opponents, but they're confident in their team's abilities to move on to the doubles round."
The screen changed to show the tale of the tape between the two teams, the commentators continuing to talk before each giving their predictions on the upcoming match.
"The teams look evenly matched, but I've got to give the edge to Team STLL. Their abilities with ranged combat are far superior than their opponents." Port said as the tales went away and the screen showed the team walking out to the arena floor.
"I have to disagree Peter, melee combat is where Team SKYY shines, and there are a limited number of places to hide, especially if they don't draw a woods biome. I give this one to Team SKYY in a close match, but they'll win with two members of their team left standing." Replied his commentary partner.
The teams walked out to thunderous applause, Port gave the official introductions, and the biomes were selected, a ruined city and a desert.
"Three, two, one, BEGIN!" Port called out as the buzzer sounded.
Francois leaned forward, watching the battle intently. Willing team SKYY to win.
"Daddy?" Jonathon said.
"Yes big boy?"
"I'm done."
He smiled as he looked at his son, "Alright handsome, go put your bowl in the sink, then go to your room and color, we'll watch a movie when the fights are done, okay?"
"Okay daddy!" He said excitedly, hugging his father before running off to his bedroom.
Francois smiled again as he turned back to the tv and silently celebrated as two members of team STLL were eliminated. A few minutes passed and team SKYY was victorious, winning the match with three members left standing.
"What an incredible display! I'm sure that Mistral is proud to be represented by these fine young men and women." Exclaimed Oobleck.
The fights continued for another hour or so before concluding for the day. Francois stood up and stretched out again, happy that most of his bets had paid off.
"Jon Jon!" He called out.
His son peeked out of his bedroom, "Yes daddy?"
"Come on out and we'll watch a movie."
No sooner had he said those words than his scroll rang. He looked at who was calling and groaned. "Darn it! Why now of all times?"
He answered the call, "This is Midnight."
"Midnight, we've got another assignment for you and your team." Replied Alfred Blue, the head of the huntsman corps.
"Come on Al, we just got back a few days ago."
"Sorry Midnight, but this came from above me. Don't worry though, you're not leaving Vale and you won't be gone for more than a day."
Francois shook his head, "Alright, what are we doing?"
"Your team is one of the best we've got at infiltration. We need you four to break into a White Fang compound about twenty miles outside of Vale. That facility has some heavy hitting artillery, so a direct assault would just lead to heavy casualties on our side. So we're sending you in to take it down. We'll be providing your team with enough explosives to do the job. If you come across any intelligence, bring it back with you. Understood?"
"Yes sir, when do we go?"
"Tomorrow night, we'll have a Bullhead pick you and your team up from Beacon. Notify your team and we'll see you tomorrow."
"Any backup in case something goes wrong?"
"Your old friends, Team CFVY will be on standby if you need backup."
This drew a smile to Francois's face. He couldn't wait to see Coco, Fox, and Yatsuhashi. "Understood sir, we'll be there."
He hung up the scroll and immediately called the rest of Team FRST
"What's up boss?" Said Rufous Witte
"Hey guys." Replied Silver Slinger, Rufous's partner and horse Faunus.
"What's going on?" Said Tiffany Gumbs, Francois's partner
"Alright team, I just got word that we've got another assignment," he heard a collective groan from his team, "I know. I told Blue the same thing, but he said that these orders came from above him."
"Uh huh, so someone higher than Blue needs our infiltration expertise?" Asked Tiffany.
"That's exactly it. There's a White Fang facility about twenty miles outside of Vale. Our objective is to go in and plant explosives on the heavy artillery so that the Vale military can move in and drive them out."
"So what are our orders, boss?" Asked Rufous.
"Rufous and I will stay back outside of the facility. I will be providing overwatch as well as staying in radio contact with you and HQ. Rufous will use his semblance to cause rain and fog to cover your approach as well as your escape.
"Tiffany, since you're the explosives expert, you'll be planting the charges. Silver will watch over you."
"If we're spotted?" Inquired Silver.
"If the base goes on alert, Rufous and I will come down and assist your extraction. And Team CFVY will also be on standby if we need reinforcements."
"Sweet, I'll be able to see my bun-bun." said Rufous with a chuckle.
"Yeah, and she can shoot you down for the hundredth time." replied Silver.
"Oh yeah, well-" began Rufous
"Enough out of both of you... I swear, you two argue more than my brothers. If it weren't for you being a Faunus, Silver, I'd assume you two WERE brothers. But then again, Rufous IS a bit of a horse's ass."
Laughter and Rufous sputtering on the other end of the lines was his reward.
"Now, back to the mission. Once Tiffany and Silver have met back up with us, we'll move out about a mile before calling for pickup. Everything clear?"
"Yes, sir!" Replied his three teammates.
"Good, we leave tomorrow night from the Beacon Academy Bullhead Docks at Nineteen hundred hours. Get some rest and don't be late." He hung up his scroll and turned to Jonathon.
"Come on big boy, let's go watch that movie," he said, smiling down at his son.
"Yay!"
A/N: Thank you all again for reading, feel free to leave a review. Now I'll answer some questions that may arise.
What is the pronunciation of Team FRST? Forest
What is the history with CFVY? They've been close since before the fall of Beacon and have gone on several missions in the years since. However, it will be touched on in future chapters.
Who are the members of Team FRST based off of? Francois is based off myself, Jonathon is based off my son, Rufous is based off my friend Connor, and Silver and Tiffany aren't based on anyone in particular.
How often will this be updated? To be totally honest, I don't know. Updates will be sporadic at best because my laptop died on me, so I've literally been reduced to writing on my phone. So, at the very least, updates won't be regular until I get a new laptop.
Thanks again for reading.
~Johnny