AN: Wow this turned out to be a lot longer than I expected. But anyway, sorry that this is very late. Part of the celebrations of my birthday on Sunday spilled over to today, so I haven't had much time to write this.

Anyway, enough about my boring life. I hope you guys had a good day today! Or are having a good day. Or are about to have a good one. Whichever one fits your time zone.

Alright, on to the chapter! This morning/this afternoon/this evening, I present to you the promised conclusion to the Jaunedice arc, as well as a few continuations of threads left hanging from the last chapter.

Okay, hope you guys enjoy!


Jaeger's neck began to hurt from simply following Oobleck, who was, as always, zipping back and forth across his classroom. Why am I even here? Oobleck never needed an assistant teacher when I attended here, so why'd he get Glynda to force me to 'assist' today?

After an annoyed sigh, he over at the students from his seat at the left wall of the class. Looks like everyone except Weiss is back up and running after earlier.

He took another sip of the indescribable coffee in his mug as he passively listened to a lesson which Oobleck had taught in Jaeger's second year—that of the faunus civil rights movement.

Jaeger suddenly watched with interest as Oobleck posed a question to his students—or more specifically to the faunus pupils. "Now, have any of you been subjugated or discriminated because of your faunus heritage?"

The hand of a student went up in the fourth row. Jaeger smiled internally. Good. Eve always said that one of the first steps to being outwardly proud of being a faunus was to admit to the discrimination against you because of your being a faunus.

He waited for any other faunus to raise their hands; his reply coming in the form of Velvet Scarlatina, who had waited for a fellow student to raise their hand before even considering doing the same.

For some reason, Jaeger's gaze flicked a bit higher for a moment. He caught two clashing emotions in the eyes of Blake, who was seated directly behind Velvet. She looked at no one in particular with anger, but her eyes also looked... guilty?

What has she to be guilty for? Did she bully faunus when she was younger? No, Blake isn't the kind of person to have ever disfavoured someone. Then what is it?...

His thoughts were interrupted as Jaune yelled "Hey!"

Oobleck dashed over to the formerly-slumbering freshman. "MR. ARC! Finally contributing to class! This is excellent! Excellent! What is the answer?"

Jaune began to mumble and stutter, clearly knowing nothing on the topic, or even what was going on.

"Uh... the answer... the advantage... uh, the faunus... had...," he said as he tried to crane his neck past Oobleck to see Pyrrha, who was signing something to him, "Over that... guy's stuff... ... uh, b-binoculars!"

The class broke out into laughter as Jaeger and Pyrrha simultaneously face-palmed. Jaeger smiled to himself. He wouldn't be sleeping no matter what if he had some of this incredible concoction. Of course, its off limits to these guys. Only I am worthy...

Oobleck meanwhile was trying to get the class back on track.

"Cardin?" he called out, hoping to find the answer elsewhere than Jaune. "Perhaps you would care to share your thoughts on the subject!"

Cardin was about to make a speciesist remark about the faunus when he caught the smouldering glare of Jaeger. Remembering the ordeal that he went through yesterday, he quickly bit back his wise-crack, instead choosing to simply state that he unfortunately didn't know the answer.

Looking to actually give Professor Oobleck an accurate answer, Pyrrha raised her hand.

"Yes, Miss Nikos?" Professor Oobleck said expectantly. Surely she knows the answer.

"It's night vision. Many faunus are known to have nearly perfect sight in the dark." From his seat on the other side of the room, Jaeger beamed proudly. That's right! That's my girl! I taught her that very fact, you know.

Blake then joined in, expanding on Pyrrha's answer. "General Lagoon was inexperienced, and made the mistake of trying to ambush the faunus in their sleep. His massive army was outmatched, and the general was captured."

"And eventually stripped of everything on his person, including his clothes, and forced to trudge home, a humiliated man, after the war," interjected Jaeger, sparking a wave of laughter throughout the class, even Velvet and Oobleck.

After calming down, the professor zoomed over to a still cracking up Jaune. "Don't think I've forgotten about you, Mr. Arc. You and Mr. Winchester can both see me after class for additional readings."

"Aw..." groaned Jaune.

Oobleck ignored, instead taking up his regular routine as he whizzed over to the other side of the room. "Now, moving on!"


Later that night...

Jaeger heard a knock at his door. He glanced curiously at his wall clock. It's quarter to eleven. Who in the dust would be visiting me right now? Is it Ozpin? Yeah, it's probably Ozpin. Which good, because if he personally came down here, then he must have found them.

He got up from off his sofa, stopping in front of the door for a second to ponder what he would need for the mission before expectantly opened the door.

"Hey, O... you're not Ozpin," he said to Jaune with a frown. Oz hasn't found them yet. He better hurry up, because Ironwood is almost definitely gonna come barging in here soon if he doesn't.

"Are you alright?..." asked Jaeger, really unsure as to what Jaune could possibly want at this time. "Did something happen to Pyrrha?"

The shy student lowered his head slightly. "No, she's fine. I, um... I wanted to talk to you about what you did for Velvet, actually."

"Oh... alright. Come in then."

Jaeger opened the door wide and allowed Jaune to come in. The two men seated themselves in sofa chairs opposite each other before Jaeger motioned for Jaune to say what he came to say.

"Well, I first want to say how awesome that was. B-but anyway... I was kinda wondering... well, Pyrrha was telling me that I needed help. She insulted me!"

"I mean, she thinks that I'm not good enough, and that I should train with her! But I don't want her help just so I can get onto the level of everyone else! For once, I want to be the hero, not just some innocent bystander, and not just some plot device to get the hero to fight the villain!"

"I have a lot to live up to, Jaeger. I'm not on everyone else's level. I'm nowhere near my family's level."

"But after seeing what you did to Cardin, I saw what I want to be. I don't simply want to be on the average level. I want to be better, the best. I want to be like you!"

"You're the hero! You swoop in and save the day! You probably get all the girls too!"

"I... I just... I need to know how to be like you. How to be a man. How to be a hero!"

Jaeger sighed, remembering when he had a similar conversation with Pyrrha's father.

"First of all, Jaune, what I did yesterday, I did because I felt that it was the right thing to do. Not because of some sense of 'being a man' or whatever."

"And I don't care if anyone disagrees with my methods, because I know that they work. I try to ingrain a lesson in their mind, so that they learn and never forget. Since you came to me for help, I'll try and do the same for you."

"Jaune, let me let you in on something which you could probably look up about me but you probably haven't. So anyway... I was only here at Beacon for three years. My team and I were advanced through our studies at a quicker pace than our peers."

"But despite that, despite all that you may have heard about us, we didn't go it alone. Part of becoming a great leader, as well as a great huntsman, is to know when you need help, and to be able to accept it."

"This is something I taught Pyrrha, and now she's putting it into action. I hope that you learn it too."

"Some people will tell you that part of being a man is to know when to not fight. Well, another part of being a man is to know your weaknesses and to accept help. Yet another part is being able to accept that you will make mistakes and doing your best to rectify them."

"And remember, the best of friends are those that will criticize you and not sugar-coat everything. Those are the kind you should look out for."

Jaune smiled fondly at the sage-like older man. Despite Jaeger's youth, to the students that were his friends, he was one of the wisest people they knew. "Thank you, Jaeger. Though I know we aren't really friends yet, you've been a friend to me tonight. Now I know why everyone thinks of you as such a great leader."

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go apologize to Pyrrha."

Jaune rose out of his chair, shook Jaeger's hand, and was about to walk over to the door when he remembered an exchange that he had just minutes before coming to talk with Jaeger.

"Hey, um, Jaeger. I have one more question. Cardin apologized to me after I argued with Pyrrha. He said that he regretted all his years of bullying, and that someone was trying to help him turn everything around. Did you have anything to do with that?"

Jaeger smiled knowingly before explaining, "I spoke to him after your 'talk' with Oobleck. He told me why he is the way he is, and I honestly think that there's still hope for him. Just try to be friends with him. He needs friends like you."

Jaune nodded and walked happily over to the door. He was half-way out the room when he heard Jaeger calling his name, stopping his departure once again.

"One more thing, Jaune."

"Yeah. Anything, Jaeger."

"I want you to take care of your team. Especially Pyrrha. I'm not going to be able to be there for her all the time, and despite her strong exterior and her long list of accomplishments, she's a more fragile than you could imagine."

"I love her like a sister, Jaune. She's one of my very best friends, and if you let her, she could be the same for you. And you should go to her if you ever need advice. She's got a lot of wisdom. Trust me, I was the one who put it there!"


Even later that night...

Two wraiths flew covertly from rooftop to rooftop under the cover of the night. After several minutes of bounding across buildings, the two made one final leap to the next building before rolling to kill their momentum.

The two hooded figures moved to the western side of the roof, sitting down behind the parapet there. It was low enough that they could see over it, but high enough that only someone actively looking for someone in their position could spot them.

They began their surveillance of the club across the street. It had glass walls so they could see inside. Both were tense as they waited impatiently for their mark to arrive.

One of the hooded figures looked over at the other on his right. "You can take the hood off, Qrow. You wear a mask anyway."

Qrow did as he was advised. "And you should wear one too."

"Nah, Chane always hated not being able to see my face. She hated masks, and she'd burn me if I ever wore one. Besides, you know I've always preferred hoods," Jaeger responded. "Anyway, back to the task at hand. You still haven't told me what our suspect looks like."

"Our man always wears a sky blue dress shirt under a lilac blazer. He wears charcoal grey trousers and jet black Derby shoes. He wears a black fedora, which he always takes off the moment he enters this club. He has worn the exact same outfit over the past three days. Today should be no different."

With this new information, Jaeger's gaze began to dash from person to person below. Ozpin was yet to find Jaeger's missing suspect, so they had decided to interrogate one of Qrow's.

"There... is one more thing, Jaeger."

Jaeger turned his head expectantly to Qrow, who looked very reluctant to speak, but he eventually spit it out. "This man that we're tracking... he wears a ring. Its a ring of the Dynasty Clan."

A tinge of hate coloured Jaeger's face. "You think that Torchwick is an associate of a member of the Dynasty Clan?" He received a nod in response.

"If the Dynasty Clan and the White Fang are working together..." trailed off Jaeger, not even wanting to consider what else was in store.

Qrow stared at his friend and former protege seriously. "You're avoiding my obvious implication, Jaeger."

The younger huntsman glared back at the elder. "Quin would NEVER cooperate with the Dynasty Clan. And don't you even dare bring up what happened with Ironwood, because you know that nothing would change his feelings for the Clan," he spat out in anger.

Qrow reeled back slightly in regret, knowing that he should have never brought up the topic of Quin. "We should get back to our recon."

Jaeger nodded, pushing down the flames of anger inside as he turned his gaze back to the club. The two huntsmen eyed every single person suspiciously for twenty minutes without success.

The impatience began to show on Jaeger's exterior as he found it harder and harder to stay still. Even at Beacon, he always doing something, whether it be interacting with students, helping out with classes, or discussing the mission with Ozpin.

Then, after what seemed like a whole day of watching, Qrow finally spotted their mark. "Jaeger, he's coming down the street."

Beacon's youngest teacher turned in the direction that the teacher at Signal was pointing in. The man, who wore exactly what Qrow had described, was a front seat passenger in a black sedan driving down the street. Written in white on the driver's door was TAXI. There were two figures in the back whose faces were obscured by the headrests of the front seats.

The cab slowed to a stop just before reaching the club. First emerged the mark, who once again was dressed exactly like the previous few days. Looks like a fresh set of clothing, though. He must have a whole wardrobe of identical clothes like these.

Jaeger's eyes scanned the face of their mark. "That's Lupa Dandaem, Quin's cousin," he threw out to no one in particular.

After him came the two other passengers. Jaeger and Qrow scanned the duo carefully. Both men knew that they had seen them before but they struggled to place them.

Then all of a sudden, it hit Jaeger. His eyes widened and fire flared up in them. I know those faces, those feathers, those dresses, those eyes...

"Qrow... those two girls are the twins that escaped the night Dax died."

Even though the elder huntsman was wearing a mask, Jaeger knew that Qrow's eyes had grown exponentially as well.

"Jaeger..." Qrow said with clear warning in his tone. His friend glared back at him, angry that his intentions were that clear.

"They didn't kill Dax," reminded Qrow.

A spiteful Jaeger turned his eyes back to their target. "You didn't tell me that he had escorts."

"He didn't. Today was the first time anyone came out of the car with him."

Both men knew how suspicious it was that Dandaem had 'escorts' the night that they were supposed to make their move.

"We need to bring him in for questioning. The fact that their are guards with him shouldn't matter," stated Jaeger, steeling himself for a fight, though he knew that some of that steel was forged by the fires of fury.

"We've fought them once before," said a hesitant Qrow.

"And we beat them," Jaeger fired back.

"With three other people by our side, Jaeger."

"And those girls were with a small army!"

Qrow glanced around, glad that the bustling streets had masked Jaeger's raised voice.

"Our mission was not to start a fight, Jaeger. We simply need to bring him in for questioning without the public's knowledge."

"And how do you suppose we do that with the twins following Dandaem everywhere he goes?"

Qrow furrowed his eyebrows, not having an answer to that question. He did, however, hope to to find the answer to another. "Why does Dandaem have guards tonight? There's no way that he knows we're tracking him."

"We must have a leak, Qrow. And I know that it wasn't someone at Beacon. No, this is because of someone at Atlas."

Both pondered the thought of a traitor in their circles, before noticing that Dandaem was already departing the club, with his 'bodyguards' following close behind.

"We need to move, Qrow. If there's a leak in Atlas, we can't afford for Dandaem to to continue his operations. He may be the boss of our mole, and if we cut Dandaem off, we can cut off the information flow to the Organization."

"Agreed," the elder huntsman responded as they both rose from their positions behind the parapet. They once again became ghosts of the night, flying across the rooftops while using the shadows to conceal themselves.

Jaeger and Qrow followed Dandaem into an alley a couple blocks away from the club. They got about half-way through the deserted back alley when Jaeger and Qrow suddenly dropped down in front of the trio, cutting off their path.

Qrow was first to speak. "Lupa Dandaem, we were sent to take you in for questioning. Come peacefully and we won't hurt you.

Jaeger eyed his friend suspiciously. Where's this pacifism coming from? Usually he'd use death as an incentive. "Come on. You know no member of the Dynasty Clan would ever surrender without a fight.

Dandaem smiled cockily at the duo standing in his way. "Your friend's right. No Clan member would go peacefully... Melanie, Miltia," he beckoned as the twins moved in front of him.

Behind his mask, Qrow grinned widely. These girls don't remember us, or the fact that we're highly skilled huntsmen. Should be quick and easy.

And within a minute, the old crow was proven right.

The one that Dandaem had called Melanie flew at Jaeger with her heel-blades drawn. She tried to slice at his chest, but he took the blow head-on, using aura channelling to minimize the damage. His kevlar did the rest.

Reacting with incredible speed to Melanie's failed attack, Jaeger slammed a fist into her back, sending her reeling to the ground in pain.

Miltia fared slightly better against Qrow. She feinted to his right, so Qrow instinctively moved to his left. Miltia however had planned for that and sent a kick arcing at his right temple.

Being the younger, more rapid fighter, Miltia's strike landed before Qrow could fully dodge. He was able to avoid the brunt of the blow, but the kick was still strong enough to fling his head back momentarily.

Qrow was only on the back foot for a second, however. He ducked under another arcing kick before standing up slightly and landing a fast-paced barrage of punches to her solar plexus, sending her stumbling backwards in pain at the sheer force applied.

He followed that up with a spinning kick of his own, knocking her out with one blow to her head.

Qrow whirled around, spotting a motionless Dandaem on the floor and Melanie clawing at Jaeger's hand, which was dangling her a foot above the floor by the neck.

"Jaeger, put her down!" ordered Qrow. He knew that the only way to stop Jaeger was through diplomacy, because Jaeger would have beaten him in combat on any day.

"She worked for the man who killed Dax! She tried to kill us! And who knows what else she's done?!"

"And what will killing her do?"

"It'll be vengeance for Dax! I never got revenge for the deaths of any of my teammates! What good will it do if she stays alive? Her life is worth a fraction of Dax's!"

"And will it bring him back? Will killing her bring your teammates back? Tell me, Jaeger. What would Eve or Dax do? What would Raven do? Tell, me Jaeger. What would Chane want?!"

Jaeger's eyes suddenly widened, his breath hitched, and his hand began trembling as if he had been snapped out of a trance and was absolutely horrified with what he had done.

He released his grip on Melanie's windpipe, easing her down to the floor as he profusely repeated apologies to her.

"Look, I'm so sorry! I really am! Okay, just hold on. I'm gonna get you some medical help, okay! Oh my days, I'm so sorry! Please forgive me! I... I don't know what happened to me."

Melanie simply raised her eyebrows before smiling weakly at Jaeger. He pulled out his scroll and sent a message to Ozpin to summon a med van.

Qrow watched with curiosity, knowing that his former student was overreacting, but not willing to intervene because he rarely got to see the more caring side of Jaeger. In fact, he couldn't recall any scene like this that didn't predate Chane's death...


Jaeger apologized one last time to Melanie before leaving her to rest.

The van had quickly arrived and taken Melanie and the rueful Jaeger, who refused to leave Melanie's side, to Beacon's medical centre.

A containment bullhead had arrived to take Miltia and Dandaem, along with their soon-to-be interrogator Qrow, to a secret facility in Atlas. Before departing, Jaeger had told Qrow to hunt down and expose any possible leaks.

After a quick check-up, the doctor reported that Melanie was fine other than some minor bruising on her neck. Jaeger had still refused to abandon her until Melanie had convinced him that she was fine and that she had forgiven him.

He was about to exit the centre when he heard his name being called. Knowing exactly who's voice was beckoning him, he turned around and passed a couple of beds, separated into 'rooms' by hospital curtains, before turning into one on his left.

"Hey, Weiss," he greeted to his recovering student as he sat down next to her bed. It had only been a few hours since he had last seen her and already the heiress was looking much better.

I can probably chalk that up to her aura. Must be pretty strong if her wounds and bruises are already healed like this. Better take that into consideration when she's available to attend class again.

"How are you feeling?" he asked with concern.

Weiss smiled back at her friend. "I'm doing alright. They gave me some meds to ease the pain."

The two continued small talk for a couple of minutes before Weiss brought up an earlier conversation. "Hey, Jaeger, I was talking to Ruby earlier, and she was wondering why you hadn't apologized for what happened earlier. And, well, not that I'm asking for an apology, but, um... why didn't you apologize?"

Jaeger smiled, knowing the answer instantly, having given it to many people over his short life-time. "I didn't apologize because I didn't feel guilty for what had happened to you. Once you agreed to what the lesson was, you became responsible for yourself."

"While I am sorry for what happened to you, and while I wish that I could just donate aura to heal you, you knew the risks going in. And that is why I didn't apologize. While not everyone may agree with my opinion, it is what I believe. And it won't be changing any time soon."

Weiss nodded, her mind processing this principle that Jaeger had clearly established for himself a long time ago. Despite not really knowing what her opinion was herself, she couldn't find anything in his belief to argue against, and that was good enough for her.

The heiress decided to take control of the conversation. "So... what were you up to tonight? I saw you walk in with a girl. You were repeatedly apologizing to her."

Jaeger looked down in shame, not wanting Weiss to know what he was doing, but not wanting to lie to her either. "That was a criminal that I fought earlier tonight. She... we have bad history with each other."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "I almost crossed the line tonight, Weiss. I almost killed that girl. A part of me that I thought I had buried before coming to Beacon emerged, and I almost took her life for no plausible reason."

Weiss simply smiled, happy that someone was confiding in her. She took hold of his hand comfortingly. "Jaeger, if YOU were willing to kill her, then I think that she must have deserved it at least a little."

"No, Weiss, you don't understand. My teammates and I took an oath a short time after we had first formed into teams. We vowed that we would only kill someone if necessary. But tonight... tonight, that wasn't the case. I was ready to kill her simply for revenge."

"But you didn't. And from the look on her face, I think she's forgiven you. You didn't cross that line, Jaeger. Your vow is still unbroken."

Jaeger smiled at the white-haired beauty. While he had originally thought that he was to always be the one to instruct Weiss and help her to become a better person, that night, she was the one that helped him to realize the truth.

"Thank you, Weiss. For a long time, I haven't had someone to speak to like this. Even Pyrrha and I don't have the same relationship we used to. You're a good friend. And don't let your friends forget that."

They said their goodbyes for the night before Jaeger left for the launch pads, eager to get to Atlas as soon as possible. I still have a lot to do and a lot to talk about, Dandaem. I would really appreciate it if you would be quick to spill to Qrow. That would be awesome. Sincerely, the Destroyer of Your Evil Organization.


The following noon...

Jaeger set down his stuff at a vacant table, scattering his bags and such in different seating spots to effectively reserve the table for his group. Yang soon joined him, sliding next to him.

"Hey Jaeger! Why didn't I get into your class?" said Yang as if it were the most normal question in the world.

"Um..." Jaeger trailed off as he frantically scrambled his mind for an answer. "Well... you see... there are a few requirements to get in. One of them having a, um... tactical mind, and well... you don't exactly fit the bill.

He watched tentatively as Yang stared at him for far too long for comfort, before she shrugged and went back to her usual upbeat and nonchalant air.

For a full minute, the two ate their food in peace before Jaeger felt the blonde suddenly freeze up. He turned his head to her, noticing that she was clearly about to say something, but it wasn't easy for her to spit out.

Yang finally steeled up enough to say what she was going to say. "Did you know my mother?"

Jaeger lowered his head, knowing that Yang's mother had left her soon after she had been born. "No, but I knew the rest of her team. Taiyang, Qrow, and Summer. I lived with Pyrrha for a few years, and her parents were hunters who studied and fought alongside of your mother's team. They frequently came to visit."

Jaeger gave a small chuckle. "I didn't even want to become a huntsman until Qrow began regaling his stories of his beautiful nieces that wanted to one day follow in their family's footsteps," said Jaeger while giving the blonde a wink.

"He told me of the stories that he would tell you two. Stories where he would tear a Grimm's head off with a single slice; stories of jumping off a cliff into endless waves of Grimm. I always anticipated his next visit, his next story."

Yang smiled, remembering those stories of fighting Grimm and rescuing people that he used to tell to her. Who needs a fictional bedtime story when you have real ones told to you by your family?

"So why'd you live with Pyrrha's family?" she asked, remembering his earlier mention of residing at the Nikos house.

"Well, I was an orphan. Her parents found me and took me in."

Yang listened intently, wanting to know more about the childhood of the famed Jaeger Banzai. "You're an orphan? What happened?"

Without a show of pain, Jaeger launched into his little backstory. "I was born in Elysium, a town in eastern Mistral. My parents were killed when I was eight. They went out on their sixth wedding anniversary and never came back. A mugger jumped them from an alley that they were passing."

"They had left me alone because even at such a young age, they knew that I could take care of myself for a couple of hours. Besides, they left me food and I had enough forms of entertainment to keep myself busy until they got back."

"Pyrrha's dad was patrolling two days after I was orphaned. He somehow found me, malnourished and almost unconscious. The doctors said that I could have died in two more days if he hadn't found me. Funny thing is, that was the only day in the next year that he would visit Elysium."

"He took me in and allowed me to live at his home. He and his wife were so kind and loving, and I got one of my best friends ever in Pyrrha. You know, while I sometimes wished that my parents had lived, I buried that longing a long time ago. I'm happy with the way it turned out."

His head had been lowered for most of the story, but once he had finished, Jaeger noticed that a small crowd had gathered. Teams RWBY and JNPR encircled him, and apparently even Port, Oobleck, Peach, and Goodwitch had decided to listen in. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see Pyrrha standing supportively by his side.

"Alright, everyone get back to your food. That's enough of my past for today," ordered Jaeger, realizing that he had dropped into his story mode. He quickly grabbed all his personal belongings that he had laid out earlier to reserve seats for his friends.

The rest of the group fell into their usual raucous act, completely oblivious to Jaeger, who had fallen deep in thought about what they had learned from Dandaem the previous night.


AN: So yeah, a lot of stuff going on here in the longest chapter yet. And I was afraid that it would be the second shortest.

By the way, did you guys like the changes I made? Jaeger's actions have obviously altered the way the Jaunedice arc went. But despite all the changed events, I still tried to get them to the same place as the anime, just through a different route. I hope I accomplished that goal.

We get more of Jaeger's past. While it may seem that a lot of pieces have already fallen, trust me, the puzzle is still much bigger.

So what did you guys think of Jaeger going to the edge? What did you guys think of the little cameos of Miltia and Melanie? Or the bigger role played by Qrow? Or the moment between Jaeger and Weiss (again)?

And yes! The mystery of the Organization thickens! So yes, Jaeger and Qrow believe that 'Queen has Pawns' but they haven't confirmed it yet. And who are the mysterious Dynasty Clan, and what do they have to do with Quin? Who is Quin?

Also, did anyone catch a little reference I made to a certain villain of the Flash? It was completely unintentional, but when I realized what I had done, I just had to let it stay.

Anyway, remember to favourite, follow, and review. Criticism welcome!

Also, the beta-reader spot is still open. It'd really help it if someone could help me out by filling the vacancy!

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All will be revealed next time! (Well not all, but just go along with the line for now.) Same Bat-time! Same Bat-channel!