A/N: I forgot to clear something up last chapter on the initial release. Mithril is the tall version of Weiss for the large part. Obviously, she has ears instead of a tail though. If I haven't corrected my mistake by the time I upload this, I'm sorry.

I don't own RWBY or Rooster Teeth.

.Two Weeks Prior

Sterling POV

"It's done," Sterling spoke into his scroll. "Yes, the alarms are already going off, now get to the airfield," Winter's voice came through the phone. "I still think we shouldn't be getting her involved, she's a faunus like me, they'll have her executed," Sterling sighed. "You're honestly more worried about her," Winter chuckled soberly, "I'd have thought you'd be worried on whether or not she could be trusted." "I'm trusting you, not her," Sterling replied.

Sterling finally made it to the airfield where a white and blue fox faunus in her class A was waiting for him. "You must be my fare," the fox faunus cheerfully greeted him. "All units, the base is being locked down," the P.A. system blared. "Well, I guess we're not leaving 'til I get the clearance," Mithril deflated. "It's fine, I'm on an official mission," Sterling said. Mithril looked at him for a few seconds before shrugging, "not like they'll charge me with treason." Sterling's heart sank. He only knew Lieutenant Mithril in passing, but Sterling knew she didn't deserve the trouble she was going to be in for helping him. "Well, come on," Mithril waved him into her bullhead.

Mithril POV

Mithril stood as tall as Winnie in her heels, taller if you counted her ears, but once again, she felt small looking into those silver eyes. Her weight difference with the wolf faunus was only about two inches, but his expression always made her feel small. "Yes, Mithril, I survived my little tumble out of your bullhead," Sterling responded. "Little, you fell two thousand feet into a grimm infested forest," Mithril was shocked at his nonchalant attitude. Wait, my bullhead. Mithril reared back and punched Sterling square in the jaw. His aura shimmered and he was forced to stumble back. "That's for my ship," Mithril said while shaking her hand out. "I'll be the first to admit, that was my bad," Sterling rubbed his jaw, "I didn't expect them to just open fire like that." The other women around them were quietly watching the two, only Winnie had a slightly amused expression. Then Mithril witnessed something she had yet to believe possible. Sterling's expression softened, "how's your shoulder by the way." Mithril was too shocked to respond right away. "Um, yeah, I was lucky it was only a small caliber that hit me," Mithril rubbed her shoulder, not able to look him in the eye. Wow, what have they done to him in the last two weeks. "Good, I was worried," Sterling cleared his throat and extended a hand towards her, "I don't remember us ever having proper introductions, I am Sterling Hound." "Mithril Schnee Vixen, at your service," Mithril chimed after grabbing Sterling's hand. Sterling smiled softly before his expression darkened. "I assume your here to get asylum," Sterling sighed. Mithril squeezed his hand that she had yet to let go of, "hey, they didn't like me anyway, so it was only a matter of time." Mithril's assurance seemed to fall on deaf ears. She let go of his hand and instead grabbed his shoulder, "I'm serious Wolfy, it's okay." Sterling's expression returned to it's normal cold one, "no Mithril, it's not."

Sterling POV

There was a long moment of silence. "Did you say Mithril Schnee Vixen," Weiss finally said. The blood drained from Mithril's face as she turned to Winter for help. Winter just held her head in her hand. Mithril then turned to Sterling with a pleading look. "You are going to have to explain your resemblance sooner or later," Sterling shrugged. "You're a lot of help," Mithril groaned. Mithril turned to look at Weiss finally, "I'm sorry, but I can't explain that in public, Winnie made me promise." I really wonder who needs an explanation with these three standing side by side. "Let's go to Ozpin's office, get everything straightened out," Sterling sighed.

"Wolfy," Mithril chimed. "Please don't," Sterling shot back. "What, I didn't even ask anything," Mithril sounded dejected, "you're always so serious." "That tends to happens when you join the military," Sterling scoffed. "You owe me an entire bullhead, I get to ask questions," Mithril poked at him. "Didn't Winter give you an explanation," Sterling grumbled. Mithril pouted a bit, "Winnie won't tell me anything." "Don't call me that," Winter added. "Fine, ask your questions after our meeting with Ozpin," Sterling groaned. Mithril let a victorious grin spread across her face. "What," Sterling nearly barked at her. "Nothing, just nice to see you with different expressions," Mithril giggled. Sterling just rolled his eyes.

"So, are you two dating," Ruby broke the silence. The rest of the group had similar mischievous grins on their faces, even Winter. "Miss Rose, I would like for you to keep your teenage imagination under control," Sterling growled. Mithril was too busy snickering to shoot a response back. "Ah, finally Ozpin's office," Sterling welcomed the sight of the elevators.

Winter POV

Ozpin's office was as large as ever. "Specialist Schnee, as I've already told you, I cannot offer Miss Vixen asylum, regardless of her circumstances," Ozpin sighed. The one time he won't bend the rules. "Ozpin, this is a matter of life and death, if Mithril doesn't receive asylum, the Atlas military will kill her on principle," Winter fumed. "I'm sorry, my hands are tied," Ozpin shook his head. "Ozpin, would you please reconsider," Sterling finally spoke with a hardened expression. "Mister Hound I've already," Ozpin began. "Then you can cancel our contract, I'll be heading back to Atlas with Mithril," Sterling interrupted him. Ozpin didn't look pleased, "if that is what you wish." "No, this falls on you," Sterling's expression twisted into a grisly grin. What does he have up his sleeve. "I mean, now that I remember everything, including a few of the machinations of a certain woman in black, maybe going back to Atlas won't be so bad," Sterling's words seemed to affect Ozpin. "I see, that changes things," Ozpin sighed. Ozpin began typing into his scroll for a moment. "Miss Vixen, you have been granted asylum, Mister Hound, I expect you to share what information you remember," Ozpin looked very displeased. Mithril snickered and hugged Sterling, "My hero." Sterling looked uncomfortable in the sudden embrace. "Please don't," Sterling groaned.

A/N: Please forgive the filler chapter.

I kinda got a bit of writer's block, but I wanted to publish a chapter this week.

I've thought of another story, What's left of her, it should be interesting. I haven't seen a story that has the same premise yet.

Guilty Rose is coming soon, I'm building up chapters for it so it won't interrupt Grimm Hound's release date.

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