Annnnnddd We're back! I know you are dying for a chapter... hopefully. So let's get straight to it. Oh! I don't own anything RWBY or RvB, but Roosterteeth does have their dope music on Spotify if you didn't know that. And this fic kinda relies on it.

Two years ago
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A response to the Headmaster of Beacon Academy:
Dear Headmaster,
While I agree with you in that there are newer threats out beyond our borders, I must also feel the need to point out the state that our kingdoms are in. Do you not see that we need to fix the corruption within our very walls before we can begin to look outside? I believe that the extermination of those who make our kingdoms the hell it is will bring a greater peace than defeating those that are outside our walls.
Sincerely, The Director of Project Freelancer.

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One year ago

I am bored out of my mind. No, seriously, I am looking for anything to do and I have just been staring at cactus and mesquite trees for two hours now. The skies and land are clear, but it is getting darker out. I start to fidget out of my boredom until I look at the piece of metal in my hands. I start to examine it in further detail. I notice a cap on the machinery. So naturally, I start unscrewing it. With a final twist a spring soars into the unknown with a loud FLING! I stare up… and then down at the now completely disassembled and disabled pump shotgun in my hands and on the ground.
"What's that noise?" a voice asks. My head shoots back up at the sound of his question. As my head turns to face him as I only think one thing…
Oh crap.
I hastily but eliquently reply, "Ummm... Uh... What noise? I mean... I don't know... Wait... No... I'm sorry."
The soldier walks up to my bumbling mess, "You dismantled the gun didn't you?"
"No."
"Jaune, who do you think you're trying to fool here man? You're like a bull in a china closet." Damn... I can just hear the smile on his face, even if I'm looking down and he is wearing his helmet.
"You know we're supposed to use codenames, right?"
"Whatever." He probably is going to crack another joke at my clumsiness here in... Three... Two... One...

Start Playing: Overlook from Red vs Blue season 13
"Did you know this area was cleared of Grimm a week ago?" The taller man asks. Invisible smile still present. Wait. What?
"No... You told me that this place was 'teeming with Grimm,'" I say air quoting him. He patiently waits as I slowly grasp the concept he hand fed me. " So are you telling me that you not only lied to me, but that I have been sitting here waiting for Grimm that are never going to be coming only because I trusted you enough to believe you?"
Ah damn. The smile is getting bigger, I swear.
"Yep. And there are two lessons that you need to know before going on your next and most important assignment. One, NEVER take apart your equipment if you don't know what you're doing." My head falls back down at his mirth in that statement. " And two, don't go in on blind faith... do your own research before a mission assignment."
I look back up at the tan... brown... poop... whatever color armored Freelancer with a question in my eyes and head cocked to the side like a dog.
"What do you mean?"
"You're going to Beacon in a few weeks, right?"
"Yeah."
"Well what do you know about it?"
"What is this, a pop quiz? Ummm... It's a school to teach Huntsman how to hunt." I say, confident in my answer.
"And?"
"That it is... a really cool place to learn about... Huntsmany things?"
A sigh escapes the older Freelancer, "Is that it? Because that was awful."
"Hey, don't ##### at me. I haven't gotten the mission report yet."
"So what have you been doing? Sitting around playing with your dick?"
"No!"

"... Not all the time... I was doing other things too... like practicing with my knives," I say pulling one out for emphasis.
He takes it out of my hand, throws me over his hip onto the hard ground, and puts the knife to my barely exposed neck in one fluid movement. But what he says makes my head sink lower than him throwing me into the dust. "Yep. And it looks like you still have work to do. Look, kid. What I'm trying to say is, don't wait for a mission report or a teacher to give you lessons or knowledge about something or how to do an amazing trick. Sometimes you just have to go out there and experience it for yourself."
My head shoots back up with a quiet grin behind my mask. "Oh yeah? Then why are you teaching me about this? Does that mean I shouldn't listen to you?" I finish by standing up with a finger pointed at him... not dramatically at all mind you... no I'm not standing on the rock I was just sitting on. That's just your imagination.
"No dumb ###... You shouldn't listen to me, be your own man. Yada yada," He shoots back. "But I am being serious. If you want to be exceptional on the battlefield there are two things you need to understand," He says, holding up two fingers. "Can you guess what they are?"
"Always have a back up plan," I reply without fail.
"Well... that's kinda what I meant. One is always assume that your Intel is off. Two is that you should always have your team's back."
"But don't Carolina and Texas run off to do their own thing? And what about actually knowing how to fight?" I question.
Funny. The guy almost looks sheepish, even with the helmet still on.
"Well, they are hard ### ####### that think they don't need a team. Which they are wrong about by the way... And I'm assuming that you already know how to fight. I mean, you are a Freelancer."
"I thought you said to not assume things?"
His mirth returns. "I did... didn't I?"
I sigh and sit back watching the trees with a new found joke about this trip in the back of my mind that is obviously going to come back to bite me in the butt... but I go with something else entirely.
"Hey York?"
"Hmmm?"
"Thanks for all the advice."
"No problem Felix."
"It's... okay... you can call me Jaune when we aren't around the others."
"What about code names?"
"Eh... #### em."
"Well then... No problem Jaune."

Present day
Location: Unknown

Radio static... then suddenly, chatter.
Start Playing: Control from Red vs Blue season 12 soundtrack
"Mercury, are you in position?"
"As always, ma'am, wish these comms were better though..."
"Emerald?"
"Yes ma'am."
A pause... before the radio crackles back to life... "Good. Do it."
*BOOOOOOOMMM!*
Two dozen slit throats and a semblance infused escape later, the pair of assassin terrorists make a clean escape to their safe house, which so happens to be right under their enemy's nose.
"Green Steel reporting back in ma'am." The pair said in unison.
"I take it you were not traced back here, correct?" It wasn't a question. Both of them knew it.
"We weren't ma'am, everything went smoothly. Almost as if they were asking for an attack." The more vocal of the subordinates claimed.
"I don't think that's true, Merc." The other countered.
"Hmmm... I'm sure not everything is as fine as it would seem Emerald. We should begin to pull out now while we have the chance." The leader finally stated.
"But-"
*SMACK*
"Do not question me. We will slip away within the next week while they are still pulling the rubble off of their remains."
"Yes ma'am." The pair said, with both a little humbled at the cold, calculated hit and retort, reminding them both just who and what their leader was.
She opens up the curtains to reveal her curvaceous body that, while beautiful, there was a deadlyness to it that made her even more intimidating.
As she looks out upon the world that will soon burn she reminisces, "A great text from a great man once said, 'It doesn't take the most powerful of Kingdoms to bring about the next great conflict in Remnant. It only takes the will of a single man.' Or I guess in this case, a woman. He was a true visionary... You are dismissed. Check on our contact within the city, make sure he is still dedicated to our cause." The two inferior soldiers look at each other, then leave without another word.
As she hears the door click shut, she watches with utmost satisfaction at her work... Oh how easy everything was going according to plan. She loved it, but still, one doesn't survive as long as she has without remaining cautious.

End: Control from Red vs Blue season 12 soundtrack

At the Targeted Site

As alarms of security, law enforcement, firemen, and ambulances overpowered the city's normal hustle and bustle, a lone figure stands from the top of a two story building, observing the scene that has played out before his rifle's sights.
Start Playing: Schemer from Red vs Blue season 12 soundtrack
The soldier sighs to himself without any hint of emotion. He isn't worried about being questioned, because no one will find him.
"Unfortunate." He turns around to walk away from the horrific scene, his radio kicks to life.
"Command this is Locus. Objective complete. Returning to safe house bravo."
Almost half of Vale's leadership was destroyed in the explosion, the elections that take place after this "tragedy" will be the most influential in the world. Especially when talks of war start up again and with the entire country cut off from the world, this kingdom will be in panic soon...

End: Schemer from Red vs Blue season 12 soundtrack

Duh duh duh... Is Locus good or evil? Was that a callback to an amazing video game that I saw? Will this guy ever upload another chapter? These are all questions we ask, myself included, but are never truly answered. The best kind of cliff hanger is the cliffhanger that makes you think what the #### is going on. Isn't it? So sorry for not posting guys, but my first year of college was crazy and it has been a ride, to be honest I did have part of this chapter already completed, but I didn't know how to wrap it up (damn writers block)... then RWBY volume four gave me some encouragement to use the villians. I will have another chapter uploaded when I have a better idea of where I want to take this series as it is a pretty cool idea if I do say so myself. I also try to insert music into the story to immerse you just a tad bit more (and no, the idea to do that was not my own, but RebukeX7's first, so if you haven't already then go check out some of his stuff. They are dope!). And if you think a song could work in this fic, please hit me up and suggest it... As always leave a review and follow this story if you feel so inclined and give me a pm if you have an idea. I am open to suggestions. I would also like for you artistic types to make an image for this fic as all the cool kids seem to be doing it these days. Alright guys have a blessed day!