Justin flipped a deck of cards in his hand, sitting on the top of a tree outside a White Fang outpost a few miles north, north east of Vale. He didn't know if the police knew about it, but you might as well label it history once he took a look at it and marked it as a target.
He pulled out a small coin and flipped it in the air, thinking quickly of plan on how to infiltrate and blow it up. He caught it right as it neared his face, grinning devilishly. He saw some transport trucks arriving. His plan was now formed.
He snuck down the hill, taking out a bunch of red cards. 'Time to use my semblance.' He thought, slipping the mask on. He stood behind a large tree, closing his eyes. He leaned against the tree, and as the first truck passed by. If anyone were to look on the bottom of the truck, there were red cards stuck and scattered across the bottom. He did the same on the second and third truck as they passed by, panting in exhaustion after he was done.
His semblance allowed him to teleport short distances. The only problem was the fact it took a lot of energy and a lot of concentration to do so. Smaller objects, like one card at a time were easy. But that many cards in such rapid succession on moving targets, not so easy.
He grinned as they got clearance to enter from the guards out front, waiting to make his move. As soon as they entered the encampment and other White Fang members gathered around them, he waited for the guys in the car to exit. As soon as they did, he snapped his fingers and one card under each truck went off. This was enough to set off the others as well, knocking out everyone near the trucks, as well as knocking their auras into the red.
The other White Fang members, mainly the ones in the mess hall, in their quarters, or in the medical bay all went on high alert. The rest of the guards at the time also went on high alert, but the majority were taken to the infirmary after that incident, as most of them had gone to go see what was in the new trucks.
Of course it was just more dust, but that didn't stop them from wanting to see what they had been working for. In fact, this outpost was where they would take the dust then transport it to wherever their main base was. Although he didn't know the location of said base, he didn't want to. He couldn't do anything about it, he wasn't that strong to take out the entire White Fang, but, he at least gave them hell.
He snapped himself out of his thoughts, realizing he still had a mission to complete. Sneaking around that wasn't his strong suit, he liked making a big entrance with lots of surprises. He climbed to the top of the largest tree next to the entrance. He grinned at the sight of the White Fang looking everywhere, but up. He jumped off as if he was on a diving board and hopping into a pool. He did a few flips in the air, he was on a very large tree in a tall forest. Another fact that made this a wonderful hiding spot for White Fang actions, it was almost impossible to see from the outside. As he did flips, he finally free fell, landing on the back of a White Fang member, accidently killing him. He had only planned on paralyzing him. He gave a small shrug, before turning to the rest of the White Fang whom had their guns on him.
"Why hello there! Do you wish to all," he unfurled a hand of red joker cards from seemingly nowhere. "play a game?" he finished with a dark chuckle.
One of them screamed fire and they started to shoot while some others rushed him with swords drawn. He just began to dodge the bullets calmly, seeing to use no energy as he swerved around the bullets. He kept his hand in his coat pockets the entire time, just calmly moving towards the people shooting at him without a care in the world. As the other soldiers rushed him, he didn't even take his hands out until they were two feet away. He whipped out his pistols faster than another human could see and shot two in the chest before shooting another two in the balls with electric dust powered shots. It made the shots faster and had a, shocking effect. He just kept on shooting, taking out every single one of the soldiers who rushed him in some fashion. It didn't matter where he hit to him as long as it wasn't the head, neck, or heart. He didn't want to kill them, just get them in jail to suffer for the rest of their miserable lives.
What he didn't see was that a guard in a large tower that over looked the camp had not only a sniper rifle with him, but a rocket launcher as well, as well as some binoculars, water, and a snack cause it was around noon, and he was hungry but couldn't abandon his post. He readied his rocket launcher, and as he pulled the trigger, right as a purple tinged glyph appeared in front of him, making his eyes open wide in shock. The rocket blew up in his face, knocking him out and destroying a good part of the tower in process.
A woman across in the forest with golden hair flowing down her back, a black skirt, black tights, and a white top, a purple and black cape fluttering behind her in the light breeze lowered her wand. She was sent to bring him back alive and in one piece, so as long as she did that it would be fine. She had to keep him from dying form a rocket of course. She took out her own pair of binoculars and looked at him again, curious as to what he would do now.
(Meanwhile at the White Fang outpost)
Justin let out a small yawn. His new 'friends' were starting to bore him. And when that happens, it's time to just get rid of them. He whipped out his pistols, popping the clips out and reloading them in one swift motion. Now with fully loaded pistols, he began firing at the soldiers, taking one out after the other, being slow and methodical. Soon he had to reload again, and he finished off the rest of them that he could see, but unknown to him another group had split off and was hiding in a warehouse, ready to ambush him. He calmly started to throw explosive cards at the tower, warehouses, and other structures, determined to wipe this base off of the map so nobody could ever use it again.
As he was doing so and had his back turned to the other group, they jumped out and fired at him. He was slow to react and a few bullets hit him, opening tears in his clothes and cutting him lightly in many places. He whipped around and launched several cards at them, which took care of them.
After most of the buildings were destroyed, the main tower and the warehouses, he began to move all of the soldiers together. He tied up their wrists, ankles, and gagged them, preventing them from doing anything. He then attached their hands above their head and separated each of them so they couldn't help each other.
He disarmed and searched everyone on them, even going so far as to strip them and search them, regardless of gender. It didn't bother him when he had the mask on, nothing did. He finished destroying the rest of the building until just the medical area was left. He wouldn't kill the wounded, all he did was walk in and knock out anyone who was awake or able to fight before moving on. As the flaming rubble began to cool down, he heard a small rumble in the center of the base. He turned around, whipping his cards out before realizing what was coming. A large hole opened up in the center, and a Spider Droid appeared.
"FUCK!" he cried out, his grin falling behind his mask. "You buggers are good pieces of tech, but a pain in the ass to take down." He stored his pistols and took his cards out. "But, I'm also known for being a pain in so many people's asses, so we aren't that different, you and I."
The Droid responded by raising it's four cannons, getting ready to fire.
"Not much of a talker are we? Eh, fine by me." He began to run to the left, dodging shot after shot while firing his own which were shot down. He swapped for his two blades, running straight at it. It raised a foot to crush him, but he hopped in the air, twirling over it and slashing down onto it's head, hoping to damage it's only way of seeing.
It didn't work though and seemed to only agitate it even more. It raised an arm and knocked him away into a metal chunk of wall, causing his body to make a dent in it and made him groan. He stood back up, shaking himself.
"Okay, time to fight for real now." He started throwing out cards faster than the cannon could charge to shoot down, many hits landing along the points and dealing tons of damage. As he kept on throwing cards, his eyes behind the mask started to turn red, his canines grew, his finger nails began to grow, and his look became more crazed. He let out a primal growl, rushing the droid, switching to his melee weapons again. The droid noticed this, and raised an arm and swung it at him, creating a large slice into his arm and side, but he didn't notice. He was in a blood lust. He jabbed the knives into the droid, and tore them out with many wires. He kept on doing this over and over again, tearing out everything as the lights on it's eyes began to dull before shutting down. He kept on stabbing, relentless, until his eyes slowly started to change back to their normal color.
He finally stopped and panted loudly, staring at what he had done, before gasping as the pain overtook him. He clutched his side and withdrew his hand to see it coated in his own blood and grimaced. He could fix himself, but he needed supplies, and needed them now. He stumbled over to the medical tent, gripping his side and arm where the cuts were the largest.
The woman on the hill put down her binoculars and nodded. Ozpin was right to send her, he could either be their greatest assets or one of their most destructive enemies, so it would be better to recruit him now. She walked down calmly after he entered the tent, knowing there wasn't anyone else to fight him or her.
Inside the tent, he had his shirt and coat off as well as his mask and fedora. He had already bandaged his side and was working on his arm when his keen ears picked up someone walking outside towards him.
He slipped his mask on quickly and swung his gun around to point it at the woman who calmly grabbed it and took it from him. He couldn't fight her for it as he was badly injured, and they both knew it.
He bowed his head. "So, to what do I owe this pleasure, Miss Goodwitch?" he asked sarcastically. "Here to try to take me out. Well kudos for you, you got the player when he's at his worst game." He saw, throwing his arm that wasn't injured with a laugh. "So, common now, do your job." He sat calmly as if he was perfectly fine with her shooting him.
"You are Justin Reef. Also known as the Red Joker correct? You attended Signal, but have no seeming intention to join Beacon. You work as a vigilante at night, and have few, if any friends at Signal. Is this all true?" she asked him, handing him his gun back.
He looked at the gun in confusion, before pocketing it. "Yeah, that's me. You did your research, so no point in hiding it I guess."
Glynda tapped him on the shoulder and motioned for him to dress himself. He then realized that he wasn't wearing much besides his pants, and slipped his shirt and other clothes on before following her outside.
"Mind if I make a call first?" he asked, taking out his scroll. He called the police and told them where he was and who he was, as well as what he had. "Well, we have about 15 minuets until they arrive, so anything you want to say, say it now." He said while pulling out a coin, playing with it in his hand.
"Well, to put it simply and bluntly, Headmaster Ozpin, despite what I say to warn him," she muttered under her breath but he picked up on it and coughed loudly. "He wishes to invite you to our school, on a few grounds. One, no more hunting people at night. Two, you can wear your mask for fighting only, otherwise we would like you not to, but you can wear the fedora. Three, you must join a team. Four, please keep the violence in the school to a minimum and finally, join and become and hunter of grim, bandits, and all things evil. You would also have to have a meeting with the Headmaster of course. You also won't be hunted by White Fang, criminals, or police. We will send word that you are… protected to them."
He sat back and pondered for a few moments. "You guys would help train my skills, and then I can work legally as who I am….. alright, you have a deal." He shook Goodwitch's hand. "Okay, now let's get going back to my place, I don't have much to pack."
She nodded in affirmation. "I will be waiting for you in Beacon, please, arrive before 9 pm, we all need our sleep."
He nodded as she walked away, before going over to his ride. It was a hidden, camouflaged ATV that he used for long travel missions. He had modified it though so that there was an extended trunk, a larger gas tank, the exhaust was quieter, and he had an extra part he added that was different. It let him speed up his vehicle for a short time, using dust to speed up the engine fast enough to keep up with a train, but it only lasted 20 sec.
He hopped on and pulled his hat down before starting up the engine and driving home, stopping along the way to change clothes into his civilian ones, storing the rest in his trunk. He parked outside before rushing inside. He took the few clothes he had from living in the dorm, as well as anything valuable and stuffed them in the trunk. He rushed back inside and took the two suitcases filed with lein from under his bed and stuffed them in there as well. It was money he stole from crooks and thieves, after all, he never was paid by the government, so he had money by stealing stolen money. He checked the time. It was only 5, he had time to stop for a quick bite.
He stopped at a small café, buying a small sandwich and an orange soda. He ate them both quickly then continued on. Most people took the air ships, but he had a different way to go up so he could take his ride with him. He drove all the way to Beacon, stopping once for fuel. He parked outside Beacon on the drive, parking his car before hopping out and slipping his mask on.
He climbed the stairs and entered the school, noticing nobody was there. He walked up to where it said Headmaster's Office. It was pretty high up and he had to climb quite a few stairs, He knocked on the door before Glynda opened it.
"Good, you're here on time, the Headmaster was waiting for you." He made a dramatic bow, tipping his fedora.
"Thank you m'lady." He said, before entering to see Ozpin sitting behind his desk, sipping a cup of tea.
"Please, Justin. Take a seat," he said, laying a plate of cookies on the table. He did as the headmaster said, sitting down and eyeing the cookies before taking one and slipping it under his mask to munch on it. His eyes went wide. They were good, really good. He reached over and took another, and another, until half of them were gone. "So, you're the Red Joker correct?"
He just nodded in response. "Well, I'm the headmaster of this prestigious school, Headmaster Ozpin. Now I'm sure Glynda already told you all of the details, but I want to make sure. Are you willing to join this school and put effort and hard work into it?"
Justin reached up and gripped his mask, removing it slowly. "The me behind the mask isn't fit to answer this. Yes, I'll join, only to become stronger." He put his mask back on. "Now Ozpin, I have my own question, where is everyone?"
The headmaster let out a small chuckle. "They will all be here soon enough, they start arriving tomorrow, so make yourself at home. You can sleep in an empty teacher room tonight, but you will have to sleep with the others though, tomorrow when everyone sleeps in the ballroom. Is that alright with you? If not, you can have your own room."
He removed his mask again. "No, it's alright, I need to get used to people again anyway if I'm going to spend my next four years here." He let out a small sigh. "It was nice though while it lasted, but," he slipped his mask back on and stood up, "As I would say, sometimes, a game needs to be thrown out or reset, just to see if the outcome would be the same of different."
