A/N: 1. This is a direct continuation of Chapter 2... That's why the last line of 2 is the first line of 3. 2. I don't usually have a lot of time to write, so probably 7 hundred words will be the least amount I can get. 3. This chapter got moved ahead of schedule, cuz I had time, so here's a treat from me to you. AND There might be another on Wednesday. So... here y'all go.
Chapter 3
"Let's go save our friends!" Jaune said, excitedly.
"Wait!" Cardin called out unexpectedly, "If the victims pass out for a time... what should we do if they're out for longer than I was?"
Jaune hadn't thought of that... and was pleasantly surprised that Cardin, of all people, had thought of that.
"Yatsu, you know anywhere protected we can put anyone who stays unconscious?"
It was Yatsu's turn to think, then "Yes... Professor Port's classroom? As he frequently uses Grimm in his lessons, the headmaster saw fit to reinforce the walls and doors with very thick wood, to prevent Grimm outbreak."
"Got it... we should go there now, to clear it out, if necessary, and prep it for visitors." Jaune said authoritatively.
Cardin, despite despising the blonde, was slightly impressed... who knew the little pipsqueak could take control like that...
Luckily, the ten minutes it took them to navigate through the dark hallways was uneventful... aside from Jaune cursing loudly when he stubbed his toes.
"We are here." Yatsu whispered, and creaked the door open, peeking inside.
Two seconds later, he backed away from the door, and gestured for the others to join him.
Inside the classroom was a small group of students, six or seven of them, all grouped around a hunched figure.
Jaune's stomach froze when he saw a familiar red ponytail. He also recognized the crouching figure's bushy moustache.
"Students! Please! What is the *cough* meaning of this!?" Port pleaded, as two students had grabbed onto his arms, keeping him defenseless.
Their professor was obviously in pain. In the moonlight, they could see several bruises on his face alone.
"Our leader says 'All must be under his control.'" He recognized Pyrrha's monotonous voice, "However, our methods were not meant for adult use."
Port grunted, clearly very angry but the students holding him were much stronger than he was.
"You can tell your blasted leader, I will not succumb to your... your brainwashing." For Port, a word like "Blasted" was not thrown lightly, and Pyrrha seemed to know that.
A loud smack and grunt reverberated in the room.
Pyrrha had hit Port. Hard. "Do not insult our Leader. If you will not join us, we cannot allow you to interfere." Pyrrha drew her sword.
"M-Ms. Nikos! Please! You're my best student! Please don't do th-" Pyrrha cut his throat before he finished his sentence.
Jaune, Yatsu, and Cardin watched in silent horror the group of murderous students left though the classroom's back door.
Once the last of the students disappeared from view, they entered the classroom.
"What the HELL!?" Cardin asked, clearly shaken, and sunk into a chair.
Yatsu had gone to the body, and knelt. He'd closed Port's eyes, and seemed to be praying.
Jaune, meanwhile, went around and locked all the doors, and was now closing the curtains.
"Jaune, we should move the body... it is undignified we leave him this way." Yatsu said, getting up.
Jaune didn't hear him.
He sunk to his knees. Sure, Port was not the best teacher... or the epitome of modesty, but he didn't deserve to die... not like that. On top of that, his team mate and best friend had done it... he'd hoped that what ever this enslavement was, there wouldn't be casualties.
He felt a hand on his shoulder. "You can't save everyone, Arc." The voice was soft, but it wasn't Yatsu's.
He could see the tall samurai lift the fallen professor and carry him into a back room.
Cardin knelt next to Jaune, "You can't save everyone, but you did save me... it weren't for you, I myself might have been in Nikos' place..."
Yatsu returned and threw a frost dust crystal into the room, "To keep him until proper burial."
Jaune nodded, burying his grief, "O-Okay... we need more people. Yatsu, we'll get Velvet and Fox first, Yang and Ren, then Russell... you okay with that, Winchester?"
Cardin looked up at the use of his last name, "Yeah, Arc. Let's do this shit."
The three made a move to leave, but Jaune hesitated, "Hang a sec..." he rushed back, and wrote Port's name onto the white board. At the top, he wrote the words 'In memory of'.
"Just in case." He said, and Cardin nodded in agreement.
A/N: This one was sad. If Y'all were expecting a happy ever after, you're in the wrong fic. there WILL be many more deaths. Last point: Now that i think about it, Hunted might be a bit short... but fear not peoples... Hunted pt. 2! I actually had the idea for Pt. 2 before this, so itll be more fun and hopefully longer chapters... on the other hand, most of the death will be in pt. 2... so anyway... yeah... Lastly, PLEASE REVIEW! No flames and whatnot, but helpful reviews thatll help me write better. Whoever follows and reviews might get some sneak peeks of the next chapter(s)? so REVIEW MY STORY!
