Chapter One: The Bank Crisis

First National Bank

Downtown Vale

12 October XXXX

2234 Hours

People were in terror as multiple gunman watched over them inside the bank. Several minutes ago, six men entered the bank and drew their weapons, demanding for everyone to get onto the floor. So far, they were getting angry about negotiations with the police which made the situation more volatile.

"Like I said, I want a bullhead waiting for us at the airport along with transport there. You have exactly one hour to do so or else we kill the hostages one person every ten minutes we are delayed." The leader warned, causing gasps and whimpering from the people trapped inside the bank. One of the gunmen laughed and aimed his assault rifle at the hostages.

"You know the rules, ladies and gents. They try something, you all die."

Meanwhile in the sky...

A black painted Valean Bullhead flew fast across the sky in Vale, it's occupants readying themselves for an operation. Inside the passenger hold, four black clad special operations soldiers listened and watched their CO via holoscreen as he explained the situation.

"At 2225 hours, six unknown hostiles entered the bank armed and seized control of it. We have confirmed reports of hostages inside but no exact number to attach to them so check your fire in there. They are making the usual demands but we believe they are a distraction for the law enforcement. Most likely they are mercenaries hired by the White Fang for this purpose." Six, the codename for their CO, paused as someone offscreen handed him a file. "Thanks, doctor. I have new reports that suggest that these guys are getting angry and plan to start killing hostages every ten minutes past the deal date. So make sure you put an end to this situation."

"Understood, Six." Ding, the team leader for this group replied. He turned to the three other members and began his planning using a tactical map of the building they had to work with. "Okay. We are going in via roof insertion and flashing and clearing via the glass windows above and by the windows on the side. Knight. You and Bishop storm through the roof top window. Logan and I will rappel down the left side and will breach into the windows on the first floor. Remember. Watch your fire."

"Copy that, Ding." Knight replied, adjusting his helmet and vest before picking up his silenced SMG. The Bullhead pulled to a stop and the doors opened, allowing the team to leap into action.

Inside the bank...

"Look at these cowards. None of them willing to fight back." One mercenary commented, causing a mother to hug her daughter and son closer to her. His friend laughed before turning to him.

"Yeah. Makes me wonder what the White Fang is doing right now." This caused the leader to glare at his subordinate.

"Idiot. You weren't suppose to tell them about that."

"Whatever. It's not like we were even going to let them live in the first place." This caused cries of terror from the hostages as they huddled closer together. Meanwhile outside the windows, Ding and Logan were in position above the first floor windows while Knight and Bishop waited with their own ropes and flash grenades above.

"Go code Alpha! Go go go!" Ding shouted into his radio, him and Logan pushed off the building on their ropes. The same time that happened, Knight and Bishop dropped their flashbangs down below and fast roped down, SMGs in hand. The flashes blinded the terrorists and the hostages as the windows shattered inward from Logan and Ding's entrance.

Bishop and Knight opened up and nailed two terrorists in the chest. Logan and Ding took down a pair near the hostages. The last two gunmen tried to ready their weapons while blinded by the flashes. One managed to fire his weapon and hit his own friend before Knight shot him in the chest twice.

"Terrorists down, Ding." Bishop replied, the hostages looking up at their saviors. They wore black combat clothing with vests and balaclava under their black helmets with NVGs mounted on them. On the right shoulder of each of the soldiers was a silver logo of a globe with the word RAINBOW in the center. They were the warriors that defended Remnant against terror within secret. They were the best line of defense against the White Fang besides the Hunters and Huntresses. However they also were the last line of defense as well.

Later...

Jaune finally vomited into a trash can nearby as the Bullhead transport flew back to Vale. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, looking up to see the tower of Beacon Academy light up the sky. He shook his head and pulled out his scroll to make a call. The scroll rang until Pyrrha picked it up.

"Jaune! Where have you been!? I was getting worried about you for a while." Pyrrha's voice came out clear on Jaune's end, earning a smile from him.

"I'm perfectly fine, Pyrrha. I just had to go pick up something downtown. Why? What's wrong?"

"There was a hostage crisis at the bank! I thought you had gone down there to try and stop it alone." Pyrrha replied, Jaune shaking his head.

"Pyrrha. I would never go do something like that without help from you guys." Jaune replied when his mind said otherwise. 'I did so do that and I wasn't alone in stopping it.' "So what happened now?"

"They had some SWAT unit storm the building and save all the hostages. Thank Oum for them. They were worried about the bad guys killing the hostages."

"Sounds like they did a good job." 'Hell yeah we did. Took them down fast as well.'

"Well. I'm heading back to the dorm. I think we can practice more tomorrow morning." Jaune replied, trying to stifle a yawn and failing miserably.

"Yeah. Maybe you are-" Jaune snickered as he heard Pyrrha yawned on her end of the line. "right. Well head back to the dorm then. I'll see you there."

"Okay, Pyrrha. See you there as well." Jaune replied before hanging up. He pocketed his scroll and looked at his jacket before smirking. 'Guess some things are too good to give up.'

He walked back to his team's room, the word KNIGHT written in white showing proudly on the front of his black jacket.