Hey everyone! I would like to firstly apologize for the really long break we have had before me updating Nevermore's Wrath. I have been working a huge amount and struggling with a big choice in my life. I have decided to take a semester or so long break from school to work full time and to give myself more time for my writings. This amount of extra time will allow me to get further into this story before finally starting on my original work that I plan on trying to publish. I hope you guys haven't missed me too much and understand this long break I've taken recently. I love all of you and hope you enjoy my new chapter which features one of my new OC's, Frost Bonadea!
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Frost Bonadea struggled against the weight of the man holding her down by her shoulders. His middle finger situated on top of a bullet wound in her right shoulder. She looked on with tears streaming down her face and her mother's screams filled her ears as the smoke from the White Fang thug's gun still hung in the air. Frost's mother wiped at the blood of her husband that dripped from her face, his body still twitched on the floor of their small home outside of the Kingdom of Atlas. The White Fang member who just killed Frost's father simply laughed at the reactions of the two remaining members of the Bonadea family. The other four thugs just looked on silently.
"Your husband made a big mistake, thinking he could simply escape us like that." One of the thugs said as he kneeled down in front of Frost's mother and offered her a rag to wipe the gore from her face. "We know it's not easy to accept, but you should know we have no plans to let you or your daughter live here alive. Your entire family knows too much about our plans. That is why these things are happening to you." He continued from under his Grimm mask.
"P-please…spare my daughter." Frost's mother said as tears filled her eyes. "She's only just a child. She's just sixteen! She hasn't done anything wrong. She doesn't even know what your plans are!" She continued to beg as she gripped at the rag the White Fang member had given her.
"That's not my call, lady." Said the man with an almost sad tone.
"Hey, why don't we have a little fun with these two before we kill them? Adam never lets us have our way and he isn't here. What you think?" Said the White Fang member who had his weight pressed down into Frost's shoulder. He casually let his finger slide into Frost's bullet wound as he spoke.
Frost screamed out in pain as she fought to stay awake. The pain in her shoulder was so immense that every second the thug had his finger inside the wound, she could feel herself getting close to passing out. She clinched her teeth to stop herself from screaming as she looked across the room at her mother who still kneeled next to the corpse of her father. The look that appeared on her mother's face turned her stomach inside out.
"No. If I tell you everything I know, all of the plans he made, all of his contacts that he talked to. Will you let my daughter go? I…I will even let you have your way with me. Don't do that to her, she's just a teenager. She's a stupid girl who knows nothing about what went on in your organization." Frost's mother said as she looked up at the White Fang member who had now stood up from kneeling.
After a few seconds of silence, the White Fang member in front of her mother looked around the room and saw that none of his men were complaining at the offer. He nodded slowly before grabbing ahold of the back of her mother's head and jerked her upwards.
"Okay, bitch. You got your wish. But your little girl gets to watch. And if she so much as makes a sound then she'll get another bullet in her. Hell, I might even let my friend standing above her poke around inside that hole in her shoulder. Just to see if she screams." The thug said cruelly, much to the amusement of his friends before he threw Frost's mother against the small table situated in the same room and tore her clothes to expose her rear.
It was in this moment that Frost's eyes snapped open and she shot up to find herself on her cot inside her small apartment above Yang's bar. Frozen droplets of sweat clung to her skin as her semblance started to calm down. She looked around at her room and took in the sight of what her nightmare induced semblance flare had caused in her apartment.
Icicles hung from her ceiling and ice covered her floor in every direction. She sat on her small cot for a few moments as she took in the nightmare like memory she had dreamed. It had been months since she last had an episode like this. As she sat on the cot she thought about how she needed to destress her life and go on vacation. However as she thought this her computer flickered to life, ice cracking from the heat of the monitor and sound coming from the speakers. She was receiving a video call from her handlers in Atlas.
Frost carefully walked across her still frozen floor and shook the ice from her computer's monitor before sitting down in the cold seat before answering the call. The face that shown on the screen seconds later was that of Winter Schnee, who looked worried at the sight of Frost's apartment behind her.
"Agent Ice Widow? What happened to your apartment?" Winter said with a worried tone.
"My apartment? Oh…yeah…I think my air condition might be broken or something. It's weird how cold it got last night." Frost replied jokingly before clearing her throat at the sight of the unamused look on Winter's face.
"You had another flashback, didn't you?" Winter asked.
"W-what? No…of course not." Frost replied with a small chuckle.
"Frost. Do not lie to me. I know how you get when you have these flashbacks. Tell me what happened." Winter commanded her.
"W-well…" Frost began with an embarrassed blush. "I dreamed about the night I lost my family." She continued.
"Oh…well I know this is a difficult way for you to wake up. And if you need to have the day off I can pull some strings to have you on rest duty." Winter said with a sad smile, at which Frost shook her head.
"No, ma'am." Frost said with an instant change in her tone. "I'm operational still and until our mission is complete I will remain operational and good to go." She continued.
"Good, send me your report for this week by the end of the day. Schnee, out." Winter replied before disconnecting the call.
Frost sat at in her seat for a few moments with her eyes closed. She silently thought about the day she lost her family before taking a deep breath and standing up. As she did so her scroll lit up from a message. She opened the message and sighed in relief when she saw it was from Yang.
"Frost, open The Wyvern as soon as you can. We have a big meeting scheduled to start there shortly and we need everything running smoothly. Also, please prepare some drinks and food as I am sure people will be hungry. Thanks!" Frost read the message aloud as she started for the door, quickly changing into some clothes as she slipped on some ice on the floor.
Frost growled at the sight of the ice still covering her room before just shaking her head and leaving the apartment with a firm slam of her door.
"I don't have time for this bullshit. I'll deal with the ice later. Hell, maybe I'll get Ember or Yang to help me. They do owe me for that one time they both drunkenly trashed my apartment with Amber and Rose." Frost said to herself as she walked down the dirt road towards Yang's bar.
The Wyvern was a bar situated on the edge of the area of Vale commonly known as The Slums or The Forgotten Sector by those living inside it. About a half mile area between it and the rest of New Vale was an area simply known as No Man's Land. This area of abandoned buildings and empty streets was created shortly after the war as a way of letting this run down section of the city be cut off from the rest of the city. This was highly popular in the rest of the city due to the amount of crime in this area. The fact that even Atlas peacekeepers disliked venturing into this area of the city made it a prime location for the VLA to set up its headquarters, which just happened to be in the basement of The Wyvern.
Frost arrived at the bar and quickly unlocked the door before walking in. She wasn't five feet into the bar when a flash of black fur leapt through the air at her. She caught the flying animal with grace and spun around with it in her arms.
"Hey, Zwei! How's our little guard dog? Did you miss me? Yang will be coming by shortly." Frost said with a smile on her face as she rubbed Zwei's ears.
After a few moments of loving on Zwei, Frost let him jump from her arms and back to the floor. She quickly moved across the bar and got out several glasses to pour beer in before ducking into the small kitchen in the next room to begin making some snacks.
Even though she had only been working for Yang and Blake for less than a month, it was a normal occurrence for one of them to call her in early for these types of meetings. After all, Yang and Blake were two of the five leaders of the Vale Liberation Army. Reminding herself of this made a shiver sneak down her spine. Winter had told her that she had made contact with Weiss and informed her of Frost's position as a spy for her. However, Winter had yet to inform anyone within the VLA, even Weiss, of Frost's position as a double agent within Ironwood's ranks.
General Ironwood had recruited Frost personally from Atlas' secret service to act as a spy inside Vale and to get information on the VLA. However he had thankfully never learned that Winter Schnee had already recruited the young faunus. Winter had taken Frost on as her spy with the sole purpose of dismantling Ironwood's operations in Vale due to her own political rivalry with her former boss. Frost's job was to play the role of Ironwood's spy inside the VLA while feeding him false information and feeding both Winter and Weiss correct information on Atlas movements. It was a highly dangerous act she had to put on but for Winter she would do anything.
About an hour after Frost arrived at the bar she heard the sounds of a group approaching the entrance. She quickly used her semblance to frost over the several drinks she laid out before silently taking a deep breath. Moments later Weiss, Team GRAY, and Eira all came through the entrance of the bar. Frost perked up at the sight of Weiss before coming from behind the counter to great her friends.
"I thought you were Yang and Blake." Frost said with a small smile before hugging each of them.
"Are they late again?" Weiss said with an annoyed tone.
"Sadly, yes." Frost replied. "I don't get how they are always late to their own bar." She continued.
"It's mainly Blake's fault." Came the voice of Yang who had just entered the bar with Blake.
"I'm so sure. Basement?" Weiss asked as Eira turned her wheelchair so that she could face Yang.
Yang nodded with a playful smile before turning to Frost and nodding towards the bar.
"Be a dear and stay up here, will you? We need security for a meeting of this level. I'll even leave little Eira here with you so she can keep you and Zwei company." Yang said before grabbing a drink off of the counter and patting Zwei on the head.
"Yes ma'am. I'll be up here if you guys need me." Frost responded with a submissive nod before getting back behind the counter.
Yang and the rest of the group exited through a door behind the counter that led to the basement where most of their meetings took place. Deep beneath the bar rested a homemade headquarters that was usually, like this day, guarded by Frost. She had never been below in the basement but she knew one day that the leadership in the VLA would grow to trust her enough to join them downstairs.
After about a few minutes of small talk with Eira, Frost noticed Zwei acting strangely towards the door. Frost's ears twitched at the small sound of someone trying to force the lock on the door. She quickly let out a low whistle to command Zwei to come to her before turning to Eira who sat at the bar as she sipped on a soda.
"Stay here." Frost commanded as she left behind the bar and walked towards the door slowly.
As she reached the door she took in a deep breath as she prepared herself for the worst scenario, that being a Peacekeeper raid. She quickly snatched ahold of the doorknob and pulled the door open to reveal four male faunus. One had been knelt down while trying to pick the lock, the other three seemed shocked that someone was inside as they spun around. The four of them were very athletic looking and had weapons. Their clothing was red and black tunics with a hood over heads and a mask on their faces. The masks resembled the old White Fang ones but with a painted red handprint on them. The sight of this uniform that so closely resembled the old White Fang ones made Frost's blood begin to boil.
"Eira, why don't you take Zwei into the next room and see if he will do some tricks for you?" Frost said over her shoulder, silently sighing as Eira did as she was told at the sight of the four faunus. She then turned to the four faunus before smiling confidently. "May I help you?" She asked them.
"We weren't expecting anyone to be here. The place is usually closed this early." Said the biggest one with a gruff voice.
"Well there is. The bar however is closed so I'm going to have to ask you to leave." Frost replied as she started to shut the door.
As the door started to shut, the biggest faunus in the group stuck his boot in the way to block her from closing the door. Frost smiled at this as she was hoping they were stupid enough to pick a fight with her. She slowly opened the door again as the four faunus barged their way into the bar.
"Do you know who we are?" The biggest one asked her.
"A couple of assholes who don't know our hours of operations? Or are you just some idiots who like to dress like weirdos?" Frost said with a smug grin.
One of the other three faunus quickly stepped towards her but was held back by the biggest one. Frost made a note of this as it showed who the leader of the group was and which one was the quickest to react to insults.
"We are members of the New White Fang, lady. And seeing as you are a fellow faunus I'll let those two insults you just threw at us go. We're taking all of your money. Think of it as payment to protect your sorry ass from Atlas Peacekeepers." The big one said calmly.
"New White Fang? What, did you guys not get the memo a few years ago? Your cause is as dead as Adam Taurus himself. And even when the White Fang were around, they were nothing but pieces of shit bullies. Now, how about your pathetic excuses for faunus flesh get the fuck out of this bar before you make me angry." Frost replied, letting her anger for even the name of the White Fang's late leader show.
"Make you angry? What you going to do? You're just one little faunus girl without a weapon." Said the one who had been trying to pick the lock.
"How about this, you give us all your money and maybe we don't rough you up. You give us some lip again and we might have to teach you some respect, bitch." The hot headed one said as he took another step towards Frost.
Frost made her move quickly, she activated her semblance and gripped her right hand closed before slamming the bottom of her fist into the chest of the hot headed faunus. She smiled at the big one as she felt the familiar warm sensation of blood wet her fist. The hot headed one silently fell to his knees as Frost pulled the object she had slammed into his chest from his body, letting his lifeless body slump to the floor.
The remaining three thugs took a step back as they took in what they had just witnessed. Frost had conjured a large spike of ice that looked like a short sword from midair before she slammed it into the chest of their dead comrade. Frost winked at the big one before closing her left hand and summoning another ice sword.
"You couldn't have known this. But six years ago the White Fang murdered my father in front of me. They did this before forcing me to watch them gang rape my mother. After they had had their fun with her they beat her to death." Frost said with a twisted smile on her face. "You see, my semblance had not awoken before that night. But the amount of emotions I felt while being forced to witness the White Fang do these things to my family awakened my powers. Now either you three can leave this bar alive or you can make me pay for killing your friend." Frost finished, twirling the ice sword in her right hand to face blade upwards.
The two smaller faunus looked at the bigger one for a few seconds. He was clearly shaken up at the speed that Frost used to easily kill one of his men. He quickly pulled a large combat knife from its sheath with the other two thugs drawing their weapons. The three of them slowly began to encircle Frost with the larger one standing directly in front of her.
"Well shit." Frost said with a tiny chuckle. "Yang's going to be pissed off about the amount of blood that I'm about to get on her floor." She continued before lunging to her left towards one of the smaller faunus.