'I do not own RWBY. It was created by Monty Oum, and is owned by Roosterteeth.'

Note: Haha! Man do I love writing this stuff!

Welcome back my friends to 'Criminal Mastermind!' where today shit is going to get real crazy! Writing this Monday since someone else is playing on my Steam account, and I have nothing else to do- Shit I mean, I am writing this Monday because you are all super supportive and deserve this?

Also turns out the idea of mine that I am most hyped for, which I thought was totally unique was not unique and there is one story that is the same concept but from what the reviews said was poorly executed. When mine comes out (In a long ass time!) I know it'll take off though...

Anyways, on we go my friends! Enter: The Aftermath!

Criminal Mastermind!

Chapter IV

He entered the vault throwing in his duffel bag and then hopped in himself, giving off a low whistle at what he saw inside. Along the walls were some safety deposit boxes ranging from as big as a shoe box, to as big as a crate. All of them probably belonged to people from all around the world, either that or locals. They could belong to people as normal as your usual businessman, or lawyer avoiding taxes, to people as abnormal as the crime lords of Mistral.

Inside on a raised platform in the middle of the room looked like massive stacks of lien cards that were what was probably a hundred high and there was eighty or so stacks going horizontally across the wall.

"Holy shit that's a lot more than twelve million!" Jaune walked up seeing that they were red all one hundred lien cards. Doing some quick math he realized that that was sixty million lien at least! Maybe he should skim some off for himself? But why would they keep so much physical cash here when most money was going digital? Jaune felt that there was more to this than meets the eye...

Putting fourteen million liens worth of the thin small cards into his duffel bag he decided it really wouldn't be too bad about to skim some off for himself. He would just stop by his apartment before heading back to Roman and it would all be okay yeah?

Now that he had the money he was preparing to leave but he saw one of the safety deposit boxes was slightly further out than the rest of them. Almost like it was a millimeter open or even not properly closed. Deciding to investigate Jaune looked at his watch seeing that he had a few minutes to spare.

Walking across the floor of the vault towards the out of place box Jaune as he moved closer could see that it was indeed five millimeters out of the wall of other safety deposit boxes. Looking down at it it was about as wide as a piece of paper and had the I.D of 724633 on the front.

Pushing it forwards into the wall until it clicks and then comes all the way out Jaune looked inside the box hoping that nobody would come in. Inside was a vanilla coloured folder that was very similar to the one that he had received this assignment in, on top of which was a silver USB stick about two inches long.

Taking the file and the USB and placing them into his duffel bag Jaune turned around began his walk out of the vault happy about the fact that everything was going so well.

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"Jacques trust me... The things I am going to tell you are completely true and will change your perception of the world. What I need you to know is if you are okay knowing that things will never be the same. If you are okay with the fact that this world is much larger than you think." General Ironwood walked down the foyer towards the door bank manager and Jacques Schnee in tow.

He was about to reveal one of the world's best kept secrets to a man who is hopefully able to be trusted. It was immensely difficult to convince Ozpin and most of all Qrow to allow him to tell Jacques, especially when it required heading into the bank. Normally this information would be kept in Atlas, but Ozpin insisted that they should have their own copy...

While in town for the world leader's summit, the both of them figured it would be an opportune moment to introduce the admittedly ruthless, but powerful business man into the group.

That said, Ozpin and Ironwood himself both had issues with the man, saying that his treatment of others was too unethical for him to be allowed to know the secrets, the information that could lead to years of destruction and in the wrong hands the literal end of the world.

But at the end of the day he had convinced Ozpin about how they could always just kill him off if he does anything terrible. He hoped that wouldn't be the case though, because it seemed like Ozpin had everyone in his pocket. No matter what his idea, no matter his reasoning Ozpin always got what he wanted but if he got Jacques in on it he would have at least one ally. Two, if Glynda ever forgave him for... The incident.

"Yes James, I can understand the importance of this now let's just get it over with. Vale is disgusting compared to Atlas..." The businessman said with an air of superiority about him, his Lorax-like moustache twirling about for a moment along with his lip.

The bank manager turned to himself, and Jacques taking a key card out of his pocket before nodding to the guards beside the door to Vault hallway. The first of many security measures to stop anybody from infiltrating the vault.

They were currently on the way to his safety deposit box in Vale where they would pick up the files about the things for Jacques to know and then heading to a meeting with Ozpin to get Jacques sworn in. James could still remember that so called 'blood pact' Glynda made him take part in... He never saw those pints of red liquid again!

"Mr Ironwood, when you go into the Vault your safety deposit box will be sticking out by about five millimeters. Nearly imperceptible to the human eye but knowing which one is yours it should be simple to open it." The bank manager told him the things he already knew about the security protocols yet it was appreciated.

The door opened sliding open with a hiss as the foot thick steel door was unlocked and opened.

Standing inside the landing was a totally befuddled man, with blond hair slicked back, wearing a charcoal suit who was holding a duffel bag and was surrounded by shards of ice.

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'Oh shit, Oh shit, Oh shit, Oh shit!' Jaune looked at the two guards holding fully automatic rifles, the bank manager, and the two men wearing the stark white suits.

His mind flying into overdrive, he reached his hand into his pants and grabbed the tranquilizer gun, as he whirled around on his finger, shooting towards the middle of the group and before they could react two shots went off and red bloomed on the white suit.

One of the guards instantly checked on the man on the ground, and the bank manager reached for his walkie talkie. The man with the strange metal piece over his eye reached towards his holster, withdrawing a pistol that was really more of a handheld cannon, before raising for a shot that would blow Jaune to fucking bits.

Time slowed down and before he could comprehend what the red meant, Jaune did the first thing he could to close the doors. Leaping towards where the scanner of the bank managers face, he stuck in his own and watched as the scanning light went red and beeped the doors slamming shut before the man in white could gethis shot off.

An alarm began blaring throughout the bank, and Jaune knew he had only seconds before the side door was locked too. Leaping to the side he blew through the door shot the fire extinguisher tank, sending off a spray of foam. Ducking through, he slid down the hallway before sprinting as fast as his dress shoe clad feet could carry him.

He could hear the sirens as the police got closer and closer to the bank, and as he passed the security terminal he tossed the guns into a nearby garbage can before hustling to the garage.

Jaune crashed through the door to the garage turning to the side and jumping over the passenger door to the driver's seat. Pressing the ignition key he started up the car and could smell the burnt rubber as he screeched out of the garage. Purring like a tiger in heat the engine roared to life, automatically switching gear after gear as he flew up the ramp and onto the road. He sped out onto Mainstreet which was now cluttered with police cars, and ambulances, while the fire trucks were still on the way honking through the now very confused traffic.

Speeding out onto the road Jaune turned sharply scraping against a nearby minivan, and scared the shit out of some kids and their soccer mom. Flooring the accelerator Jaune sped down the street weaving through the traffic, and drifting around the ice cream truck as he heard police sirens starting behind him getting closer as the cars pulled over to allow them to pass.

Great! Just fucking fantastic! Now he was part of a high speed chase along the busiest road in Vale being chased for a bank robbery and a possible homicide! Wait. Did he forget to mention that grand theft auto was now on that list? Well it was and if Jaune got caught he would go to jail. Almost definitely for life. Sadly, having criminally good looks wasn't likely to get any time reduced off of his sentence.

'Shit! Red light up ahead!' There was no way ahead, all the cars stopped, obeying regular driving laws like the good law abiding citizens they were.

Realizing that since both the traffic going forwards was stopped it also meant that the traffic moving towards him was stopped. Turning into the currently empty lanes of oncoming traffic Jaune nearly closed his eyes seeing that the two other sides of the intersection were starting, the cars moving from left to right in front of him as he quickly advanced.

Leaving his eyes open because he was pretty sure that driving with your eyes closed was probably as bad as driving under the influence or driving distracted. Jaune didn't want to die today. Though, he didn't particularly want to go to prison either, so he had little choice.

It was time to play the most dangerous game of Frogger ever! It was also life sized. Coming to a city n- Wait! It was already a thing and dangerous as hell. Good thing that he was about to do it at eighty kilometers an hour with no side airbags and no roof. It was a convertible after all.

Slowing down so that he could time it right Jaune sped forwards at the intersection speeding in between a massive red truck and a tiny smart car, his cherry red ferrari screaming through the gap.

Damn did he hate those tiny cars. They had surprisingly small windows despite the fact that the windows looked so big on the outside. He tried crawling inside one back when he was still a learner at breaking into cars and forgot about unlocking the door when the window was broken and tried crawling in. He got stuck very quickly and was there until Neo picked him up minutes before the cops arrived. He was talking about the smart car not the truck by the way. Maybe he should've clarified that before starting.

Now ahead of the traffic he floored it, pedal to the metal heading forward. He could see automatic police blockades rising up from the side roads and alleyways to stop him from fleeing that way. There was likely police watchdogs on his tail already on the cameras watching his every move. The sirens were getting closer and he had no way out.

There was one way he could go though. One way where he had a ever so slight chance to get away. He would have to time it right though and make it up to Jim and Jeff sometime.

They were supposed to be robbing the docks today and he was talking to them about it by the stolen soda fountain on break the day before. He knew that there would be a shipment of dust arriving today. If that was true, their way in for the dust would be his way out!

A few minutes of driving and avoiding later, Jaune was down at the end of the street and at the docks. Flying off the elevated street level he flew until he landed skidding back under control on the docks. Driving around and navigating the containers he showed up at dock thirteen where the Bullhead was supposed to arrive.

Now if his math was right the back of a bullhead was just large enough for this kickass car and if he assumed the driver of the bullhead had to take one hell of a piss after the thirteen hour flight from the nearest Schnee warehouse then he should be good to go.

Seeing the Bullhead just touch down he realized that the police would have already grounded all air traffic and since they knew where he was goi-

"Stop the vehicle! We have you surrounded!"

Slamming on the breaks Jaune stopped the car. Surrounding the Bullhead was an entire SWAT team and a whole bunch of other cops security guards and that one guy in the white suit from the bank with the strange metal thing above his eye. The vans deployed the backs, and more men came storming out their rifles raised. It would be immensely lucky if one of them didn't just have an itchy trigger finger and shoot him dead.

'Shit! Need a way out! I can't go to prison I'm still a virgin! What if I took a hostage? Shit! Can't since I left the guns behind… Wait!' Jaune grabbed onto the duffelbag in the passenger's seat and raised the file in the air.

"Oi!"

Getting up out of the car Jaune stood on the seat the duffelbag once again over his shoulder the file held out in front of him with one hand. As if he was using it a shield. Pointing it towards the man in white it didn't take much thinking to figure out who it belonged to.

"You! Over there in the white! You look important how about you call em off yeah? Let me walk and I can make sure that this never gets out to the local news… I know it's important. So what do you say?"

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James' semi-robotic heart nearly stopped. He was holding it. The missing file that in reality, only he could be holding. That criminal was holding the one of the most classified files on the planet. In it contained everything.

Names of the current maidens, who was part of the still unnamed protection group, the location of safe houses across the world, numbers to get into accounts of unlimited funds and the records of so many non-council approved operations it would land everyone involved in prison for life.

That wasn't even the worst part. The panic those files would create, the widespread outrage at the government at everyone in charge would ruin the kingdom. For fucks sake that file could very well end humanity! In more ways than one too.

"I've already sent everything here in picture form to my friend in the news! I told them that if anything happens to me to release it. Now let me take this Bullhead and get the fuck out of here and I will make sure this never gets out!"

'Shit! This guy is good. Broke into the bank like a ghost, stole- Holy shit! That's the Sergio carrying… How could he have known of our surveillance?! Oh my Oum this is by far the greatest criminal I have ever heard of. Doing all these things at once… Now was the bank the target or the distraction? Was the assassination of Jacques meant or an unexpected circumstance… No! He couldn't have not known that Jacques would be there. He would have to have known to get the file… Shit! This guy knows what he's doing. How have I never heard of him? How has nobody?!'

All the while remaining stoic on the outside the only sign of his aggravation a fist clenching angrily and he was sure if it was made of human skin still it would hurt like a mother fucker. Raising one hand into the air he halted the fire of the police on loan from the Vale council.

"How do I know you're not bluffing?"

"That's the thing… You can't know whether I am or not until you do something. You shoot me you risk this getting out. You detain me you risk this getting out. You don't shoot me you risk this getting out anyways. Or if you don't detain me you risk nothing but letting little old me getting away. Now what will it be. Let me go or Stop me here?"

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Jaune had no clue what he was doing. He wasn't a negotiator how the hell was he supposed to know what to do? Negotiating for hostages was something that cops did more often. Blackmail or extortion? That was more up his alley but still he didn't know what he was doing.

But from the looks of it, it was working. The white metal dude was holding up his hand in a way that only could've meant stop. Unless of course it was a signal for the snipers to shoot him. The cops always had snipers positioned on the roofs right?

He still couldn't understand how things went so wrong. All he wanted was to break into a vault and get some extra cash for himself, while not disappointing Roman in the process... And just maybe buy some extra special ice-cream for Neo. After all if he was suddenly going to fall into a few million she would castrate him if he didn't buy her something.

It just hit him now how much he had done. Broken into a bank, now extortion, grand theft auto, going way above the speed limit, soon to be grand theft Bullhead, assault against those guards, likely robbing a still full Bullhead worth of dust, and he assumed at the same time as he was currently held at gun point, he would be somehow charged with threatening to leak state secrets. Surely something in that list would end up being treason yeah?

Hell, the only thing they wouldn't arrest him for are his criminally good looks!

Nothing happened. No shots no words back just frozen. Everything was frozen. Nobody seemed to breath but he knew they were all holding their breaths in tense silence as they waited for the man in charge to make the call.

"Leave. But before you do... Can I get a name to put on your damn record?"

Hmmmm. He hadn't thought up a cool nickname yet. How about 'Fire Blaster'! No Jaune didn't use fire in anything. The Ghost? That was pretty cool but didn't quite suit him considering he did get seen and now seen by a hundred people or so... Ah he got it!

"Call me Rogue."

Watching as the police officers lowered the guns Jaune got back into his seat and drove his car into the now open back of the Bullhead. They were still watching him as he closed the back door and got into the front seat of the Bullhead.

It was easy to drive right? Pull back was tilt up, push forwards was tilt down and left and right were both obvious. Lifting off after fumbling around for the on switch, he ignored the accidentally turned on windshield wipers as well as the disco ball he had extended from the bottom of the craft.

Flying off, he was amazed he wasn't shot down. Now he just needed a place to fly to… How about safehouse sixteen? The middle of nowhere and run by the White Fang right now it would make sense to fly there. One thing first though.

Setting the Bullhead on auto pilot he opened up the dashboard and ripped out some wires that were probably connected to the tracker. He knew it was the black cable... It was just that all the cables were black… Maybe that was why he was such a bad criminal. Uniformly coloured wires! Yup, that's what he's blaming it on.

Setting course for warehouse sixteen on the GPS he just left it on auto pilot and walked to the back now sitting in the front seat of his car the file in his hands. It was time to see what all the fuss was about.

That simple file would help create the legend of the Rogue.

That file would change everything he thought he knew.

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Note: Haha! Victory! I managed to crank this out Monday for you fantastic peeps! Now I'm going to lay down and die…

No but seriously this was a longer chapter and don't expect me to do the shorter ones anymore. Expect these Monday instead of Sunday and Monday at a length more like this so three to four thousand words. Which was actually the intended length for this.

By the way I hope you understand the power within that file. I really tried hammering that home in here. Some of you may ask: Why didn't SteelDick just shoot him and risk it? Mainly because if it was really leaked the resulting outrage and anger would cause grimm to be attracted and could start a chain of events that lead to the end of a kingdom.

Anyways, have a wonderful day and or night! Leave me a review to let me know how I'm doing! Apparently you guys think I'm way better as an author than I think I am.

See you!

-DragonManMax

As of Nov. 11th 2018 I'm starting writing again properly. Currently going through editing and fixing things. This is complete.