Rick stretched his muscles as he got to his feet, yawning all the way. Being a vigilante was always tough, and you could get very understandable cramps. The psychopath got out of bed and went about his business, showering, getting dressed, brushing teeth, making sure any cuts and bruises were hidden from view. After all that, he sat on his bed and took out his scroll, it read 6 AM. He had gotten up early for some research, the new students. He watched the footage that everyone else could, which included teams RWBY and JNPR fights with their respective Grimm.
"Impressive," Rick said, observing Ruby's and Jaunes plans against the Grimm, "Good plan, that Jaune kid though…"
Rick put a thoughtful hand on his now scruffy chin, unlike most teens; Rick only shaved if he had to. The teen then remembered something; he quickly looked at the Beacon history files to find EMAD's initiation files. He watched as, for some reason, the teams were sent through some huge caverns filled with Grimm.
"Huh, nice…" Rick muttered again as he watched the teams battle with subterranean Grimm, he yawned as he got to his feet. The psycho walked out of his room, only to be run into by a white blur.
"Watch where you're going!" Came a rather annoyed voice, Rick looked at the source of said voice. It was a teenage girl with white hair, he recognized her as Weiss Schnee.
"Oh, excuse me princess, slow down. What's the rush?" Rick said as he got to his feet.
"I have to get to class!" Weiss yelled as she got up and started running.
"Class? It's only…oh fuck!" Rick yelled as he looked at his scroll, revealing the time of 8:56. The teen started running, only to realize he was being followed. He turned to see a nicely busted blond, a red hood wearing red head, a black haired girl, a blond boy, a redhead with green eyes, another boy with black hair and a pink strand of hair, and a rather energetic orange hair. He recognized them as team RWBY and JNPR.
"Oh hi!" Rick yelled as Ruby caught up with him, "Names Rick! Yours?"
"Ruby!" The reaper yelled back.
"Where you off to?" Rick asked back.
"Grimm Studies!" The red head behind him yelled, Rick recognized her as Pyrrha Nikos.
"Funny, that's where I'm heading!" Rick yelled back, the group ceased communication as they had reached the door to said class room. They entered at the last minute, earning a few stares.
"Hey Rick!" Came a familiar from the top of the class. Rick looked to see his good friend Ben waving at him, next to the rest of team EMBR, who sat alongside team EMAD. The Psycho ran up to the ninja, grabbing his hand in a bro shake.
"Running a little late I see." Richard said with a laugh, making the rest of EMBR crack a smile.
"Of course he is," Micca replied, "Fool can't seem to get anywhere on time."
"You wound me," Rick said with mock hurt, "I can't go on living, I must commit soduko."
"It's Seppuku, you Dumbass." Emily whispered back, class was actually starting at this point.
"I know," Rick whispered back before turning to EMAD, "if I may inquire any idea on why we're here? This looks like a first year class."
"You have to take all the years you're here," Maria explained in a harsh whisper, "It's a hands on class, on top of that, they keep discovering new ways of hunting Grimm and they are supposed to be taught to us by Port."
"Not a good teacher?" Ben asked back.
"It's not that, he just launches into stories about his younger days. When he takes us out, it's a fun class, but most of the time it's just an excuse to catch some shut eye." Thatch said with a yawn.
"Speaking of which, here one now. Ready for some sleep, my friend?" Francois said as he leaned back in his chair.
"Agreed." Thatch said with a chuckle as he did the same thing. The rest of the teams actually watched as the professor continued on his rant, at least until Maria's scroll light up. She quickly snatched it, finding a message from Harry: "Got some details on that corpse, come find me later. I'll be at a bar named the Last Stop, don't worry, I know the owner. He doesn't object; meet me after you're done with classes."
At the Last Stop…
"You don't object…do you Aedan?" Harry asked as he nursed a double shot of whiskey.
"As long as they don't try and start drinking, fine with me." Came a rather Irish accented voice from the man behind the bar. He was big, his hair was short and his trimmed beard was quire red.
"One of them will probably ask," Harry said, before suddenly thinking, "Wait, you don't happen to have any fine wines, right?"
"I don't know if I should laugh, punch you, or charge you extra for that whiskey. I do, though, and it's expensive. Whoever you're thinking of probably couldn't afford it." Aedan said with a sideways glare at the detective.
"Actually, he probably could." Harry said with a grin, taking another sip of his drink.
Back at Beacon…
The class had just ended, teams EMBR and Rick noticed that Weiss had stormed out.
"That's gonna suck later…" Rick muttered as he and his friends walked out, "Really hope that doesn't become a usual occurrence."
"Rick, you should go talk to her." Ben said suddenly, making Rick jump.
"What?! Why me?!" Rick yelled, attracting the attention of EMAD as they walked out of the building.
"Well, you are kind of the only one who we know who can do that kind of conversation." Micca said, Emily picking up on the small waver of her voice.
"Hey, it's problem with teammates, not gonna get involved." Rick said as he practily stormed away.
"He's got a point you know," Francois said as he walked past the teams, "It's never a good idea to mess with other teams personal problems unless you have to."
"Yeah, but do you think that Weiss Schnee is going to talk about it to Ruby? That little girl beat her out of a leadership role; she's probably not going to forget that." Richard said with a frown.
"True, we'll see were it goes," Maria said back, waving at her team to stay as the other filed away, "hey, I've got a message from Harry."
"Really, this quickly? What's he got?" Thatch asked back.
"He didn't say, asked us to see him after school." Maria replied back.
"Uh, where?" Allison asked, her face showing interest.
"A bar called The Last Stop, think it's a new place." Maria said as she started off for their next class, combat training. Another class for all the years of students, and one she was looking forward too. The team walked in, the arena was nice and clean, and the rest of the teams who where in their previous class where there as well. Well, all except Weiss from RWBY. Maria actually had a smile on her face; finally she had her chance, her chance to prove that she was better than before.
"Would Edward Thatch and Micca Sol come to the stage?" Goodwitches voice boomed across the arena. Thatch groaned as he got to his feet, he woke up from his nap just a few minutes ago and was understandably sore from it. The pair walked into the arena, Micca with her huge ax and Thatch with his duel cutlasses. As they took to the edge of the stage, Thatch looked over his opponent.
The pirate had been in his fair share of scraps and he knew never to judge a book by its cover, sometime the biggest of men got his way by being faster than they looked. The bell rang, and Thatch found out he was right to assume that his opponent would be faster. Micca came at him so quick that he barely had time to dodge, the girl followed with another swing that Thatch had to deflect.
The pirate could feel the power behind those swings, so he knew that if he wanted to win, he couldn't risk more than maybe two hits from her. The pirate leaped back, creating some distance, he knew that she probably had some sort of long range attack but he needed some room to be able to rush in. As he though, Micca did have a long range attack, her weapon shifted into a sniper rifle. What Thatch didn't expect was for the girl to suddenly charge, firing all the way.
The Pirate dodged the bullets, only for Micca to get in close and switch back. Thatch grit his teeth as he took a hit, as he imagined, Micca hit like a truck. In his mind, he realized that in a tournament setting, she had all the advantages. If this was a real fight where he could get away with being dirty, he would have this in the bag, but…there are "Ways" to allowyourself to gain an advantage in this setting. Thatch grinned as he shot his foot out at her shin, an underhanded tactic that was usually frowned upon by the tournament folk, but it's was quick enough most people didn't notice.
Those people, ironically not containing Goodwitch, were Pyrrha Nikos, Maria Gaia, Allison Tzu, and Rick Grimmes. Maria's and Allison's eyes rolled…but the Asian huntress eyes caught something. Ricks hand gripped the seat tightly, as if he was holding back something. What happened in the arena next was, to the people who saw the trick, was unexpected. Micca, rather than look down and open her self up for attack, swung with all her might at Thatch, who barely managed to dodge it. He got a good hit on his shoulder for the trouble.
Thatch once again leaped across the arena, his mind racing. You only got those kinds of moves if you had fought on the streets; he was confused until she smiled. That was when he saw the fangs and he knew exactly what was going on. Allison, whose accuracy semblance allowed her to spot details at long distance, eyes widened.
"Allison?" Rick asked, noticing the eyes.
"It's…it's nothing." She responded back, making Rick all the more curious.
"Allison, you should never play poker, you can't hide your emotions worth jack. What's up?" Rick replied back, making Allison a little nervous.
"Uhm… is Micca a…?" Allison started.
"Faunas? Yep, she is. Didn't I mention that? Awkward…" Ben said as he leaned over. Their eyes were then directed back to the arena, Thatch and Micca still had their stare down going. Then Micca saw Thatch's eyes turn red, before he could do anything though, she said something.
"I forfeit." Micca said as loud as she could, making everyone jump.
"Wait, what?" Thatch said, his eyes turning back to normal.
"I forfeit, it's not that hard of a concept." Micca said with a look at him.
"I…guess that's all for this match then, Thatch wins." Goodwitch said as the upward screen showed Thatches face. She was as confused as everyone else was; Thatch was even more confused as he walked to his team. He sat down behind them as the next fight was called.
"Yang Xiao Long and Cardin Winchester, come to the arena." Goodwitch yelled, prompting the two to get into fighting mode. As you would imagine, this fight was easy for Yang, but that's not important.
"Why?" Thatch whispered as Micca sat down.
"I saw your eyes, I assume that you were about to use your semblance?" Micca asked, to which Thatch nodded, "I won't use my semblance in a tournament fight, so when I saw you about to use yours, I had to decide whether to break my own rules, or to win."
"That's a pretty cocky answer." Maria replied as she leaned in.
"No, it isn't, allow me to demonstrate. Maria, kiss Allison," Micca responded as she leaned back. Normally Maria would slap anyone for making such a statement, but suddenly she realized that her partner…was actually quit attractive. Allison looked nervous as Maria grabbed her shoulder and started leaning in, "Stop."
Maria suddenly felt free from that urge, and promptly fell out of her seat as she jumped away.
"What the hell?" Maria asked as she got to her feet, giving Micca a cold stare.
"That's my semblance; I can express a limited amount of control over someone. I can make them do certain things, like surrender if they aren't so wrapped up in what their doing, or forfeit a match." Micca said with a look at Thatch.
"For lack of a better word, it was face whatever the hell your partner's semblance is or her to give herself the victory." Emily said, looking as Cardin got pummeled.
"That's…actually quite honorable of you." Allison said as she leaned back, resting her back on the next set of bleachers.
"Besides, me and Mango Cutter can usually handle whatever comes out way." Micca said with a grin as Cardin was defeated with Yang's usual flourish.
"The winner is Yang; will Ben Keno and Allison Tzu come to the arena?" Goodwitch called out. Rick had a though as the two walked to the stage.
"Are we not going to address what just happened?" He asked as the pair walked away, "Really? We're just gonna ignore that almost kiss? OK, whatever…"
The two walked to their sides of the arena, Allison used her semblance to pick out Ben's face. All she could see was his giant grin, one that took her a little off guard.
"Hey! What do you call that?" Ben suddenly yelled, making Allison jump, "Your weapon! What's it called?"
"Uh…Pianja…Uhm yours?" Allison asked nervously, not expecting this kind of openness from someone she had just met.
"Mine? It's called the Ivy Pirate," Ben said with a grin, "It's my pride and joy!"
Goodwitch cleared her throat, signifying that it was time to begin and the buzzer went off. Allison attacked first in an attempt to figure Bens style, she charged across the fight and swung at the ninja's chest. Ben dodged said attack, knowing its purpose, and, as soon as he landed, pressed his attack. His blade clashed with hers, creating sparks as he struck her against. Allison was actually surprised, he didn't hit nearly as hard as she though he would…
That was when she noticed that his weapons cross guard had a barrel, her eyes widened as she dodged with a flip. At first her mind raced, she had scanned him with her semblance, how had he hidden that from her? She dodged a few more bullets as he stopped firing, giving her time to rest.
"If your wondering how I deceived you, allow me to retort since that cats out of the bag," Ben yelled as the pair circled each other, "You didn't notice, but I kept the guard out of sight."
Allison's eyes widened as she thought back, she had noticed that he walked a bit funny, but she never though twice about it. Ben smiled as he readied himself, that was when he noticed Allison's smile. Two could play at the game of deception; she swung her weapon and sent a blast of lightning straight for his face. The surprised ninja barely had time to dodge, his arm getting the worst of it.
"Nice," Ben yelled back as he looked at his aura, "didn't use to much, did you? Want to see if I have anymore tricks? Well, I've got one more."
Allison readied herself for what she though was going to be a charge, what Ben did next was unexpected to say the least. His weapon suddenly separated into chained chunks that he swung at her with all his might, almost taking away her ranged advantage. Almost being a key word, for she responded with sticking out her pole and catching the chain around it. She pulled him in for a quick kick to the jaw, leaving him open for a follow up kick that sent him into the red. The ninja landed with a quick thud, he opened his eyes to see that Allison offered him a helping hand up, which he took.
"Nice, not many people counter Ben's whip." Rick said to Thatch who had a smile on his face.
"Yeah, not many people are like Allison." He replied back, making Rick crack a smile.
"Is that love I hear? Thatch, you came across as a man who doesn't settle down easily, I'm proud of you." Rick said back, making Thatch's cheeks go red.
"That's not what meant," Thatch said before realizing the second part of Ricks statement, "Hey, wait a minute…"
Thatch's anger was interrupted by Allison running beside him and taking a seat.
"Good fight," Thatch said with a glare at Rick, "nice…counter."
Allison looked at Rick with a strange look, wondering about what the two had been talking about. Her thoughts were interrupted by the next fighters.
"Richard Necro and Francois Delatrois, come to the stage." Goodwitch yelled, prompting the two to walk into the arena. Francois looked over his opponent; he saw the two scimitars at his hips.
"Nice blades, if not a little common." Francois said with a grin, only stopping when he realized that Richard had an even bigger grin.
"Blades yes, but…you've never fought some like these, I assure you," Richard said as he took the two blades and, with expert flourish, put them together at the hilt. That drew multiple gasps; a Twinblade was a very rare weapon style to use. It was almost impossible to master, making Richard one very scary son of a bitch, "Me and Arm-Strong here are ready to kick some ass."
The bell rang as Richard charged in, making Francois block with his rifles butt. The monk quickly countered with a slash at Francois's gut, taking off some of his aura. The Frenchman growled as he tried to pop a few shots, but Richard dodged them all. The Frenchman's rifle switched to its rapier form, the rifle obviously wasn't going to work, and went to work. He slashed as Richard, who blocked at supplied a kick to the rifleman's head.
Francois muttered some choice French cuss words that made Richard chuckled right before he charged in again, the monk received a strike on his chest for his foolishness. The monks face never changed as the pair started fighting again with such speed that even Pyrrha couldn't track them. Maria was actually having a lot of fun as she watched said fight, she had always wanted to see a twinblade fighter and she was getting to see a proficient one now.
Francois locked him again, and this time, it seemed like stalemate. Richard was firmly in the green, while Francois was in the yellow, one good smack would end him.
"You know, don't feel bad," Richard said as he suddenly switched his footing, tripping up Francois, "not many people have even seen a twinblade, much less know how to fight it."
He struck the Frenchman on his back and ended the match. Allison heard a small gasp; she turned to see Velvet with a look of shock on her face. Francois, meanwhile, had taken the hand that the monk offered. The only thing seriously wounded was his pride, but he still didn't show it. He showed the respect that his opponent deserved.
"The next fight will be between Maria Gaia," Maria's heart fluttered, was it time? Was she finally going to be able to do it? Prove she was better than the great Pyrrha Nikos? "And Rick Grimmes."
Maria face fell a bit, she could almost taste the victory, but she hid her disappointment as she entered the arena followed by Rick. She assumed her place at her end of the arena, her mind racing as she thought of what she knew. Rick Grimmes, at first glance he looked like an idiot, but he didn't get to be at Beacon without having a few fights under his belt. She observed as he drew his weapon, a Bowie knife, a knife primarily made for hacking. It was also throw able, giving him a versatile weapon as well. The stance he made, the knife down across his palm, suggested a more formal approach to knife fighting.
These thoughts were interrupted as the bell went off; Rick charged in almost quicker that Maria could react. The woman raised her shield, a huge hunk of purple metal, and felt Rick's knife connect. The force was impressive, especially since it was just a knife, but she had to react quickly to block his second strike. He kept striking, each time she blocked with her shield. She analyzed his style with a smile, he was trying to find an opening, but all he did was give her more data.
He struck again, only this time, Maria slide her shield upwards and opened Rick up for attack. She hit him three times, once in the gut, once in the chest, and once in the face. The last hit stunned Rick and allowed her to smack him with her shield again, sending him across the arena. He landed with a hard thud, his eyes widening. He grinned to himself though; he knew what he had to do know. He had to take that shield out of the equation, that was when the base of said shield opened up to reveal…a minigun.
Ricks eyes widened as he looked at it, to him…that sexy piece of hardware was just his kind of gun. Allison heard Micca take in breath, she turned to see Micca with a little bit of jealousy in her eyes.
"Shit!" Rick yelled as the barrels started turning, spewing hot lead at a few thousand rounds per minute. The Psychopath dodged by running around the arena, Maria had to admit, he was fast, but soon he had an opening. He saw the distance and he took it, leaping upward and falling towards Maria at high velocity. She could tell that she could rev up her gun in time, so she switched to shield mode again and blocked the hit. What Rick did next, was unexpected.
Rick hung onto the shield, moving his hands to just the right spot, and slammed his hand into Maria's shield hand. The unexpected blow was enough for Rick to slide the shield off and slam it into her face, sending her flying. She looked flabbergasted as Rich threw the shield to the other side of the arena.
"Sorry, the shield was getting annoying. Now, shall we?" Rick said as he readied his blade, Maria grunted as she readied hers. The pair rocketed towards each other, locking knives and gritting their teeth. Rick quickly did a punch to the jaw that opened Maria up to a combo of slashed to her chest, that surprised her; she had analyzed his style and didn't expect that blow. She had a little epiphany, Rick was switching up his style, and unluckily for him…she had just analyzed that style.
She started countering, slashing at Rick and taking down his aura, Rick was groaning with effort. They broke apart, both heaving, All it would take was one hit to bring him down, Maria grinned as she charged, what she didn't see was Ricks hand in his back pocket. She couldn't dodge the knife that he threw, hitting her square in the chest with enough force to take down her aura. She didn't stop, this was all or nothing, she leaped…and Rick caught her hand and shoved his into her chest, sending her to red.
She fell back a few steps, the shock doing its work. She almost tried to hit her again when Goodwitches voice rang out: "It's a tie!"
Maria looked at the scoreboard, it showed that, in the time he caught her hand, he had taken a blow as well. It just lowered him enough to reach red, in a big tournament, they would just slow down the footage to find a winner, but since it was just a sparring match: it was a tie. Maria hands clenched, right before she remembered what her loss to Pyrrha had taught her. She needed to learn from defeats and to keep going, there was always tomorrow. Still, the tie stung, she turned to see Rick offering her a hand. She decided to take it, showing goods sportsman ship.
"Good fight, sorry about the cop out at the end, got desperate." Rick said with a laugh as the two walked out, the appropriate friends congratulated each other and the rest of the classes went off without a hitch.
A few hours later…
Rick walked out of weapons shop, his eyes heavy and his hand sore. The point of that class was to modify your weapon, and it was always hard work. He yawned as he almost ran into Ozpin, a man he never though he would just wander into.
"Director! I didn't see you!" Rick said in surprise.
"It's fine…Rick was it? How are you settling in?" Ozpin said with a sip of coffee.
"Great, schools actually really nice," Rich said as suddenly his watch stated beeping, "Crap, hey I gotta go, nice talking with you!"
Rick stated down the corner, only to see Ruby and Weiss.
"Ozpin made a mistake." Was what Weiss said as Rick walked down the hallway, storming off as well. Ruby sunk to her knees, making Rick silently groan.
"Of course I have to, why the fuck not," Rick muttered as he walked next to Ruby, "Rough day?"
"What? Rick!" Ruby yelled as she got to her feet, "I guess you could say that."
"So, what's on your mind? I did hear that conversation, by the way." Rick replied back, making Ruby's face fall.
"Yeah, Rick? Do…you think I'm a good leader?" Ruby asked the psycho in a sad voice.
"Uhm, yeah," Rick said without hesitation, surprising Ruby, "Look, I've only met you a few hours ago, but you're doing alright."
Ruby brightened up at that.
"Ruby, you do have a few problems, but that's normal for a new leader," Rick added, "You just need to remember to be on your best behavior, you reflect your team. Besides, it's only been a day, that's not even long enough to tell if a TV show is good. Ruby, don't fall down on this, you're doing fine."
Ruby nodded as Rick walked away; she walked the halls, only to see a window with Weiss and Jaune.
A few minutes earlier…
"Weiss, what's going on?" Jaune Arc said, he ran into her as she was storming off form something and they were now on the roof.
"I think I should have been leader of RWBY," Weiss said begrudgedly, not even trying to disguise her feelings, "Not that little brat."
"Uh…Weiss?" Jaune asked cautisly.
"What?!" She yelled back.
"You do know that...you kind of sound like a bitch, right?" Jaune muttered, earning a stare from Weiss.
"What did you just call me?" She said in a threatening tone of voice.
"OK, apparently Honesty isn't the best policy, alright," Jaune muttered to himself, "Look, it's only Ruby's first day. You sound like a spoiled brat; you haven't even given her a chance."
Weiss stuttered at the blond, only to stop as she actually thought about what he said. He…was right, it had only been one day and…Ruby was still new to this. Wow, she really had been a bitch.
"Oh…" Weiss said, the sheer horror that she had just done coming down on her. She had just wanted to be a leader so bad.
"Hey, Jaune?" Weiss asked suddenly.
"Yeah?" Jaune muttered back, still worried about Weiss.
"Thanks for talking to me, I needed that," Weiss said, before smiling devilishly, while this was a tender moment, it was the perfect timing for her plan, "Would you like to go out for coffee, tomorrow?"
"Uh…sure! I'd love that!" Jaune said as he started off, not noticing Weiss evil smile, "Meet you at the shop at…eight?
"Sure," Weiss yelled back before muttering "Idiot, still, he's perfect."
Back at RWBY room…
Weiss entered the room as quietly as she could; she wanted to see if Ruby was still awake. She opened the flap that separated Ruby from the world, only to see the red head in a cold sweat. Weiss heard her breathing erractily; she knew instantly what has happening. Ruby was having a nightmare, and it looked like a bad one. Weiss knew she probably should ignore it, but for some reason, she couldn't. The heiress gently put her hand on Rubys should and tried to shake her out of it.
The shaking worked as Ruby's eyes shot open, she gripped Weiss's hand tightly. Right before actually looked at the heiress, as she turned her head, she saw the white hair. She quickly let go.
"Oh Weiss! I meant to talk to you…" Ruby started before Weiss cut her off.
"Ruby, I'm sorry about earlier, but…what was that?" Weiss asked, more than a little concern in her voice.
"It was…nothing, just a bad dream" Ruby muttered, turning away from the heiress.
"Ruby, you can talk to me…" Weiss said as she gently touched Ruby's hair.
"I can't…" Ruby muttered, before a squeak came out, "Weiss, could you…lay down next to me? I'm scared."
Weiss almost berated Ruby, but remembered what she and Jaune had talked about. She remembered that in some respect, Ruby was still a kid.
"Sure." Weiss replied, climbing into the bunk with Ruby. Weiss had to admit, Ruby was very cute when she slept…
At The Last Stop…
"Welcome to The Last Stop! Can you give me some ID?" The bartender asked as EMAD walked in.
"We're not here for drinks; we're here to meet someone." Maria said as she took a seat at the bar. Thatch and Francois both looked around, Thatch liked the place, Francois didn't agree with the choice of wine, but it was cheery. Allison was a different story, she hated crowds, and this, while not packed, was a little tight for her liking.
"EMAD?" The bartender asked back.
"Yes, we are looking for…" Maria began before the bartender cut her off.
"I know, Harry's in the loo. Wait for him." The bartender answered as he polished a glass. As if on cue, Harry walked out at just that time.
"EMAD, good to see to you." Harry said, sitting down at the bar.
"Harry, how long have you been here?" Thatch asked, noticing the comfort that the detective expressed.
"All day, and no, I'm not drunk," Harry said with a hard stare at Thatch, "It's my day off and I wanted to catch up with an old friend. EMAD, meet Aedan Flint."
As he said that, he gestured to the bartender.
"He's a former huntsman; you can trust him with anything." Harry said as he leaned forward onto the bar.
"Harry, we didn't come this way to meet a new friend, what do you have on the corpse?" Maria asked her voice full of annoyance.
"Straight to business?" Harry asked, "Alright, first things first: your buddy, the Axman? He didn't kill him."
EMAD all almost fell down at this.
"I though that might be your reaction, anyway, I looked over the crime scene. Your friend was executed with a bullet from a high caliber pistol, not the kind the Axman carries. Now, of course, you could argue that he could have just switched guns, but there were two sets of foot print, the Axman and a second set that belonged to a female. She came in after the Axman left, and she shot your snitch in the head." Harry told the teams in a grave voice.
"How do you know that she just didn't come in after?" Allison asked back.
"Because, I know this chick's style, the man was killed for being a snitch, so you're not in any danger as far as I know. I praise what ever god presides over this universe, that your not."
"Who is it?" Maria asked, hoping to get information.
"A White Fang commander by the name of Caroline Leon," Harry said gravely, "Luckily for you, she was spotted leaving this morning. She isn't after you…yet."