Chapter Two : Lil' Red


[Undisclosed Location, 1 Hundred hours]

The flight back to Vale was a long yet quiet trip. The two Cry brothers, Adam and John were quietly speaking in Atlesian to each other. Or rather, one of the two brothers was speaking Atlesian. Suddenly, Reyna, who was usually the quiet one whenever it came to these sorts of trips spoke up.

"How the hell do you two stay warm?" Reyna said, curling herself into a small ball inside of her jacket.

"Well, eventually you get used to the cold around Atlas," Replied Adam. "Anyways, Pilot how much longer till we get to the closest base?"

"2 Hours sir." Pilot answered, flicking various meters every once in awhile.

Two hours had passed, they had arrived to an isolated, snowy mountainside. "Unidentified Aircraft, identify yourself or risk shot being down." Came one of the control towers which were hidden inside the mountains.

Pilot had read off his Bullhead's identification number, landing in what appeared to be a snowy plain. Until the plain revealed to be just two hidden steel doors inside of the mountain range. Inside the hangars were Bullheads ready to be mobilized in just mere minutes, and various maintenance crews working to keep the place in top shape. John, Adam, and Reyna jumped off the craft as it was landing on one of the various landing pads. Pilot however, decided to stay on as he was only there for pickup and transport.

"See ya later Pilot." Adam said taking off his winter coat while leaving the platform.

"See you later sir!" Pilot replied, once again preparing for takeoff to leave to Vale.

Pilot had heard that Vale was wonderful around summertime and wanted to visit so he could tour more of Beacon, not that he was going to get into the academy of course. He was fully aware he needed transcripts and excellent skills to join Beacon academy in the first place, neither of which he had. However touring Vale was enough for him as he already called in for vacation as soon as he had finished his operation. However little did he know that John was still silently sitting in the back, following Pilot just for fun.


[Vale, 6:00 Civilian time]

Pilot was touring the city, looking at various stores and dust shops as he needed ammo for his revolvers. Well, he wasn't exactly alone as he had found out John was following him but decided to let him come along, for what reason however he didn't know. John was following him keeping conversation with him until he saw a rather particular shop called 'From Dust Till Dawn',

Pilot, who was still in his military uniform, was browsing the various dust supplies until eventually he had stumbled across the magazines section. John on the other hand, was leaning on one of the far walls of the building, watching for any suspicious activities. Anyways, Pilot was looking at a magazine which detailed everything about the aircraft of the Atlas military which was rather unimpressive. He scoffed at the thought Atlas military, as he had been taught by his best friend and superior officer, Adam Cry, that robot or more specifically the Atlesian Knight to be unreliable and crappy.

He was reading a rather interesting fact about Bullheads, until a voice spoke to him.

"Um, can I see that magazine please?" A girl with silver eyes asked him, pointing to a weapons magazine next to him.

"Sure." Pilot said, handing the little girl the magazine while still focusing on his own.

He was undisturbed for the next 10 minutes until he felt a tapping at his shoulder, "Give me your money." An unnamed goon commanded. Pilot slowly turned around to see a gun pointed to his face. Pilot silently tapped the silver eyed girl next to him on the shoulder.

"Hm?" The girl who looked around fifteen, turned around to see a hostage situation with the hostile man.

However what happened next surprised the girl, as a man in black military clothes had knocked the hostile person unconscious with a rather large and grey shield with it a silhouette of a wolf on it.

"Thanks John." John nodded towards Pilot before pointing his rather large sword towards the rest of the thieves. "Sure." Pilot had responded to him, however he turned around to see that the caped girl wielding a rather large scythe in her hands. Pilot had disbelief in his eyes seeing how small she was compared to the scythe.

"What?" The girl gave him a questioning look, John just shrugging at how she was even able to hold up the weapon.

A few moments later, another hired goon was thrown out the window to the combined efforts of John and the unnamed girl who Pilot had nicknamed 'Red' due to her clothing. Pilot was wielding his duel wield revolvers before switching them to daggers, however the notorious villain known as Roman Torchwick had sent his last three men to combat them before they ended up on the ground next to him.

"Truly, you were worth every cent," Grumbled Torchwick. "Anyways, it was nice meeting you three, but I must be going now ciao!" Yelled Torchwick, throwing an explosive Dust crystal at their feet, knocking both Pilot and John to the floor. However 'Red' sprinted off towards him with John scrambling to his feet to follow her. Pilot on the other hand, was still on the ground with his body aching he tried to get up, however a few seconds later Pilot passed out.

Meeting on the roof, Torchwick was just stepping onto a Bullhead before looking at the two of them. "Goodbye Red and Mute!" He yelled over the roaring sound of engines before throwing a large Dust crystal again. However John was quick enough to bash the crystals off the roof before turning his sword into a Degtyaryov. He had fired at the Bullhead causing one the of engines to be damaged, before a woman wearing a red dress had used her powers against him. If a woman otherwise known as Glynda Goodwitch had stepped in, both 'Red' and John would have been dead. However that had cost time as both the unknown assailant and Torchwick had escaped.

"You three, come with me." Glynda commanded, that is after John had picked up the unconscious Pilot from the ground.