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As Raven and her bandits raided the White Fang camp, she watched the gore and cries of their victims. This was routine now. Find a camp, raid it, kill everyone, and leave with the survivors who proved themselves. She would be lying if she didn't admit to enjoying the slaughter just a little bit. She kept a cold look under her mask, but deep down where her heart would be, was a sense of excitement that she derived from the raids.
It was like running a marathon and winning.
Eventually the screams died down, and all that was left was a raging fire coming from several tents. Groans of pain and laughter replaced them as they found their loot. But a sudden cry of pain caught everyone's attention.
Everyone slowly made their way to the largest tent in the camp; the commander's tent.
As they entered, they witnessed the scraggly blonde boy Raven had brought, shoving a cigar into the animal ears of the commander, who howled in pain while the boy moved calmly.
"Please... stop... I'm sorry..." The commander sobbed. The boy, Jaune, walked to a corner of the tent, and returned with a tool box. As he placed it down on the table and retrieved a hammer from inside, Raven his eyes. It sent a cold shiver down her spine, as the frail and weak gaze he had when she saved him was replaced with cold, black hearted intent.
Calmly, Jaune pulled the commander away from the table to have his body presented to everyone, and with a swing, he brought the hammer down to his left knee.
The sound of bone and metal coloring rang out, as well as the screams of the Faunus. Blood began to pour out of his knee and down his leg, but Jaune continued, crushing his kneecap. The boy turned the hammer in his hand and brought the teeth down to his right knee. A louder scream filled the air, and Jaune pushed it deeper before pulling it away, ripping the kneecap right out of its flesh containment.
Blood spurt out, and the kneecap stopped in front of the shocked group of Bandits. They wanted to do something, but they could only watch in frozen shock as the boy continued.
Jaune casually untied the mans right hand, and pulled his arm out before twisting it, and slamming the hammer down on the hand. He continued until every bone in the commanders fingers stuck out of the skin, and then brought the hammer down on his elbow. The commander let out more blood curdling screams, begging for him to stop.
Jaune looked at him. His empty gaze lingered on him for only a moment, before he set the hammer down on the table behind him.
The commander sobbed and thanked him as he was shoved against the table. Jaune placed a hand on the mans back, and pushed him to lay his head on the table. The blonde grabbed the hammer again, and he looked at him, waiting.
Glazed brown eyes looked into empty cobalt eyes.
As the hammer impacted his head, a chunk of his skull cracked open and flew i to the air. A sneer made its way to Jaune's face as he slammed the hammer down on his head repeatedly, sending brain matter into the air, against his face, the floor and his hoodie.
"You crazy-"
SLAM!
"Fucking!"
SLAM!
"BASTARDS!'''
SLAM!
Raven stepped away from the scene, as well as the rest of the bandits.There was only the sound of the hammer impacting flesh, and the cracking of fire in the air.
Raven felt sick.