Ruby stretched out on her couch. For being the home of the second in command of the Atlesian army, Ruby kept the place barely furnished, and was there, usually only to sleep.
Today happened to be a day off for Ruby. She sat back, and turned on her TV.
"Hello, Rust Clark here for breaking news. Further details on the corruption in Schnee Dust."
Ruby was watching.
"Cerulean Verkov, an executive of Schnee Dust had been found to be embezzling money from the company, and is currently awaiting trial. That was, until more deatials revealed more to this story."
Ruby was paying close attention as Rust continued to describe that she had been found to have been supporting The Righteous Cause Movement, an anti-Faunus group in Atlas that believes Faunas to be equal to Grimm.
When Rust completed his report, Ruby turned off her TV, and leaned back. She hadn't seen Weiss in a couple months.
"Ms. Schnee," Blake said, opening the door.
"Yes Blake?" Weiss asked, not looking up from her paperwork.
Blake had changed from her clothes into a more business attire. She wore a white blouse with a black coat over it with her symbol in black over her heart on the blouse. She also wore a black skirt that reached the mid section of her shins. Her hair was strait as ever, and not held back. Her ears were shown proudly to the world. she was laos wearing a pair of glasses.
Weiss wore a Pure white business suit with the Schnee Dust symbol over her left breast and a blood red tie. Her hair was tied back in a pony-tail going down her spine.
Ruby walked around Blake. "Hey Weiss!" she greeted, amile on the genral's face.
Weiss looked up at her former leader. "General Rose," she greeted.
"So cold Weiss," Ruby proclaimed. "You hurt me. Oh why must your cold heart not accept the love a friend offers?"
"You practiced," Weiss replied, going back to work.
Ruby laughed. "That see through?" she asked.
"Very," Blake added, closing the door.
"On to the point," Weiss said, putting her pen down. "Why are you here?" she asked.
Ruby laughed. "Why is it weird for a friend to drop by?"
With a sigh, Weiss sat back. "Explain."
Letting another laugh escape, she brought up Cerulean. She had paid close attention to the evidence, and wanted to know more.
"So thats why," Weiss said, annoyed. "She was normally very calm and quiet, but worked exceptionally well. We knew she wasn't a fan of the Faunas, but her wanting them dead was a bomb shell. Same with the embezzlement, but still."
"People are really good at deception sometimes," Ruby agreed.
Blake nodded. "So if I may ask, why are you concerned with this?"
Ruby smiled. "Why do you guys find it so weird for me to help you. I am your friend after all."
Jaune grabbed his sword, and stood tall.
The Grimm before him were out for blood, mainly his.
Corcea Mors shinned in his hand. He was far different to back when he was at Beacon. His hair was the same. He had replaced his hoodie for a short sleeved white t-shirt. He wore a pair of worn jeans, and wore a pair of pure white tennis shoes. He had replaced his armor for a chest plate the covered his whole chest. His shoulder guards were still there, and he wore a pair of greaves on his shins. He wore no gloves, and left his arms bare. His face also bore the stubble of a beard.
The look in his face was concentrated and harsh.
An Ursa charged, and Jaune replied with a quick slash to the neck, slitting it throat. Same with the three Beowolves that charged afterwards.
Soon, the horde began to charge.
A death stalker soon had it's tail sliced off, only for Jaune to grab the stinger, and embed it into it's head. A Beowolve was also used as a club to kill another Beowolve.
Jaune blocked the paw of an Ursa with his sheild. He then buried his blade into it's neck, and let the Grimm fall to the ground.
A Creep charged, on to get it's brain skewered with Corcea Mors. He then threw the fading corpse at an approaching Beowolve, throwing it off guard and off balance.
The Boarbatusk charged, only for Jaune to dodge and kill them. Creeps were met with swift strikes. Beolwolves were cut down left and right. Ursa soon began to vanish like mad. Deathstlakers were also slaughtered like mad. The Nevermores proved harder to kill, seeing as how Jaune had no range.
Jaune sliced the stinger off a beowolve, and threw at one of the Nevermores. The beast screached as it hit it in the center chest.
Jaune ran up the side of a tre for a couple feet, then began to climb. He jumped onto the back of one of the Nevermores. He grabbed a handful of feathers, then began to direct the bird where to go. the Nevermore, reluctantly, obeyed. He jumped onto the back of another Nevermore after slitting the first one's throat. He repeated this process with the remaining Nevermores.
When Jaune stood on solid ground again, his ear piece began to transmit.
"Juanue, are you there?"
"What is it Pyrrha?" Jaune asked, pushing a Grimm back.
"We have a lock on your position, i'm on my way to help."
"Very appreciated." Was he flirting with her?
A laugh came over the signal, and soon, a certain someone was standing a Jaune's side.
Pyrrha wore a pair of red and gold combat boots with blood red camouflage pants. She wore a black tank top with a red camouflage jacket, unbuttoned. Her headband shone behind her long red hair. Milo and Akouo at the ready.
She began to give Jaune the ranged support he needed, until Grimm began to enclose on her.
"Bloody Rain," Jaune said, giving her the signal.
Jaune jumped into the air. Pyrrha aimed at him, and fired. Juane used his semblance, and his 'unbreakable' shield formed. The bullet hit, and shattered. The shrapnel embedded itself in the attacking Grimm, killing most it hit, incapacitating the rest.
Jaune landed, slashing one of the Ursa's throats.
Finally, the numbers were lessening. Jaune decided this was enough, as he was beginning to grow tired. Same with Pyrrha.
He gave the signal, and the airship came to get them. Both grabbed the ladder, and climbed as the ship began to take off toward Mistral.
"You really are something," Pyrrha said, rubbing her feet.
Jaune laughed. "And you aren't?"
Pyrrha just rolled her eyes. "The great Jaune Arc, master swordsman. I believe thats what you called yourself."
"I was drunk that night," Jaune replied.
The red head laughed, stood up, and gave him a kiss. "Well, we can save heroics until another day."
Jaune smiled, and gave her another kiss.
They landed in Mistral, and got off the airship.
Blake was writting down on her clip board, keeping an eye on the conversation.
Ruby sat in a chair. "So, you think it will work?" Ruby asked.
With a sigh, Weiss replied. "It actually might."
"Glad you agree Ms. Schnee," Ruby said, giving her a pat on the back. This resulted in Weiss abruptly standing up, grabbing Ruby's arm, and swinging her over her shoulder. Where rusy should have hit, she wasn't there. She had used her semblance to escape Weiss' grip, which had left her hands a little red and raw, which was healing as she spoke.
"Ruby Rose," Weiss said with growing anger, "I hate you so much sometimes."
"You know you love me," Ruby said, her enjoyment shown on her face.
Weiss punched, only to hit thin air.
Ruby laugh, now standing out of Weiss' reach. "Enough joking around for now. We have a plan to set in motion." Her smileing face suddenly turned very serious, and showed she was thinking over what to be done.
Cerulean looked up.
"Hello Ms. Verkov," Ruby said, taking a seat.
Cerulean let out a small laugh. Interrogated by a general. Thats a new one."
"I'm not interrogating you," Ruby replied. "I'm just here to ask a few questions and talk."
"Ask away," Cerulean replied.
Ruby cleared her throat. "I've read your case, and noticed a few consistences in your story," Ruby began. "You have plead guilty to your embezzlement, and to once being a member of Righteous Cause Movement. This brought up some questions of your whereabouts during some of the Movement's more 'shady' activities resulting in multiple Faunas disappearances. "
"I already gave my whereabouts during those occasions," she said, rather defensively.
Ruby smiled. "I know." She pulled out a scroll, opened it, and played a recording.
"Now miss, can you answer for her alibi?" came Ruby's voice.
"Yes." This voice was sad, defeated. "She was not out drinking that night."
"And the Movement supports these actions?"
"Yes."
"Did she partake in the murders?"
A moment of silence followed. "Yes. She was responcible for the murders of three of the Faunas."
Ruby turned to recorder off. "Anything you want to add?" she asked.
Cerulean's eyes widened. "How did you get that?"
"Never trust incriminating evidence to a known drug-addict."
Cerulean slumped forward.
Ruby walked out of the room.
"How did you really get her to confess on her friend?" Weiss asked.
Ruby's smile vanished. "Drug-addicts are really easy to get confessions out of Weiss."
Weiss nodded, understanding.
As much as she didn't act her age, Ruby had grown up very much over these 10 years.
"You really have changed Ruby," she commented.
"I know, right?" she replied, smiling. "Anyway, I need to take this to General Ironwood."
As she walked off, Weiss realized just how different her former leader was now. Her attitude, while still very childish, also had moments of intense seriousness.
It was a sad truth of what time had done, but Ruby still held onto things that made her Ruby.
Jaune was sitting on the couch, watching TV, wearing a pair of jeans, but no shirt. Pyrrha walked in, wearing her panties and a tank top.
Far different from their time at Beacon, Pyrrha was no longer afraid to admit things to Jaune, and Jaune wasn't as big of an idiot. The two had been living together for the past two years.
Pyrrha sat next to Jaune. They were watching a documentary on the war ninety years ago. They weren't really watching it though.
"You really have learned to fight Jaune," she commented.
Jaune laughed. "Yeah. Your still a far better fighter than me though."
"Circumstances and composure can change anything Mr. Arc."
"My last name, your being a little feisty tonight." Jaune gave her a koi smile.
Pyrrha responded with a a small blush, and a flirting smile back. If there is one thing Pyrrha Nikos had besides skill, it was looks. she never tried. Her eye liner was her only vanity. She just looked beautiful on her own.
Jaune leaned in, and kissed her. She kissed back.
They weren't the most lovey-dovey couple, they were more flirt and laugh than gifts and praise.
This only showed how far Jaune had come.
Ren was looking over the report. "Extermination Mission, ehh?" he said aloud. He wore a gi similar to what he wore at Beacon, though no they were solid green. and he wore black tennis shoes with it. His symbol on the back of his gi. He also wore glasses now, an unfortunite requirement since one incident with Nora the two prefered not to talk about.
"Yep," Nora said, busy playing with one of Ren's little knickknacks, a small statue detailed and designed to be an Ursa. "A whole lot of them."
Nora now wore a white t-shirt with a pink hoodie, unzipped. She also wore a pink mini skirt that just hid her panties, though she wasn't shy to flash them every once in a while. She wore white combat boots with pink laces. He symbol was in black on her t-shirt.
Ren took a sip of his coffee. "And who sent this to us?" he asked.
"Ruby," Nora responded, putting the Ursa back where she grabbed it.
"So the general sent it to us herself," Ren commented.
Nora rolled her eyes. "She has a name," Nora responded.
"She also has a rank, which is what I use."
Nora gave a small snort. "Ren."
Ren tilted his glasses forward. "Yes?" he asked.
Nora laughed. "It was a joke, smartass."
"I know," he said as he finished reading the job overview. "You ready to get to work?"
"Fuck yeah!" Nora said grabbing Magnhild.
"Language Nora," Ren replied, smiling as he grabbed Storm Flower. This was another thing that changed, Ren had upgraded Storm Flower over the years, allowing the two merge into one. Weapon aside, Ren had trained his aura very thoroughly.
The two walked out of the office, and went to their airship.
In Vacuo, a small bar stands near the heart of the city. This bar, named Wyvern's End, is a known collection of criminals. From two bit thieves, to murderers and rapists. Only thing that prevents an immediate arrest is lack of evidence. And if you supply the evidence, the owner will help you with the arrest.
The bounty hunter had such evidence. She walked into the bar.
Shown were multiple people with various records, other bounty hunters, and a few brave souls.
The bounty hunter tilted her hat down, hiding her face from view. She walked to the bar counter.
"I'm looking for a certain person," she said, ordering a small beer.
The bartender handed her her cup. "Who?" he asked showing her the room. "We have plenty."
"The guy i'm looking for is... noticeable," she said, sliding the picture forward.
The bartender looked at the picture. "Why him?" he asked, sliding it back to her.
The bounty hunter smiled, tilting her hat up show her eyes. The purple gleamed into the bartender. "I'm sure Junior has told you of me."
Clearing his throat, the bartender leaned down. "Ten million lien is a lot for this guy. Remember that."
"I know," she replied.
"Don't destroy my bar," he warned.
Yang laughed. "I'll pay for any damages."
The bartender pointed across the bar.
The bounty hunter walked forward, and sat next to the man.
Looking at the picture, she managed to see if this was her guy. He was.
The guy looked at her. "May i help you?"
She took her hat off. Suddenly, he knew this had gotten bad.
"The name is Yang, and you have a ten million bounty on your head." She smiled. "Now, you want to fight, or will you come peacefully?"
Author Notes:
This completes a little intro into the characters. next chapter will be a focus on Yang and her little journeys as a bounty hunter.
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