"You did what!?" Winter slammed her fist on Jacques' desk.
"I hired some additional security for the event," Jacques repeated.
"You hired an assassin!" Winter yelled.
"I did," Jacques didn't attempt to hide it, "I've never trusted Ironwood's security, and I needed the best."
"Do you really think I can't protect my own sister?" Winter accused.
"No I don't think you can."
Weiss took center stage.
She looked nervous as the crowd went silent.
Mirror, tell me something.
Tell me who's the loneliest of all?
In the rafters above the stage were men. They wore Grimm masks and a wolf with three lines slashed through it.
They clung to the shadows about to strike their prey in front of the crowd.
But they didn't know a predator was lurking in the shadows with them.
Mirror, tell me something
Tell me who's the loneliest of all?
A garrote silently slid across the neck of one man and dragged him into the darkness.
What's inside me?
Tell me can a heart be turned to stone?
The predator hadn't alerted his prey, he had been informed that 12 men were coming.
"11," he whispered to himself.
He drew a silenced glock 32 and brought it to the base of a man's skull.
"10," he pulled the trigger.
A rapid piano solo played while Weiss vocalized.
It was then his prey was alerted. Many came out of the shadows and the Predator struck them down.
"9," he fired, "8...7...6...5..."
Mirror, Mirror what's behind you?
Save me from the things I see!
I can keep it from the world
Why won't you let me hide from me?
A pair of claws came from behind striking downwards. He ducked under the strike shooting the assailant in the torso then head.
"4," he scanned the area around him.
Using his aura he reached out looking for the last of them. He reloaded as he searched.
Mirror mirror tell me something
Tell me who's the loneliest of all?
Found them.
Three were with him in the rafters while one was trying to escape. He swiftly dispatched the ones in the rafters and ran after the last one.
The Predator watched him from a walkway as the last ran down the alley. He would've gotten away, if the predator hadn't had boobytrapped his escape.
He felt a trip wire, and a thin wire wrapped around his neck.
I'm the loneliest of all...
Several hours later: Schnee Study.
"12 just like you said," Jacques counted out his money.
"All confirmed dead," the predator sat deathly still across from the Schnee Patriarch.
"I'd like do discuss anew contract," Jacques handed him his payment, "My daughter wants to attend a school in Vale. I would like to hire you to protect her during her time there."
"You know my price," the predator didn't move.
"And I'll double it if you take the job," Jacques rested his head behind his hands.
"Done," the predator stood to leave.
"What do I call you?" Jacques stopped him.
"Indianapolis," he said before leaving.
