His feet touched the ground with a quiet slap of rubber soles hitting concrete. Dropping into a crouching position, he hid behind a nearby freight container as he listened to the sound of Weiss's hard boots hitting the ground beside him. She swiftly joined him behind the container, peeking her head out as she did so.
"What should we do?" she asked staring daggers into the many hooded figures all wearing identical white masks.
"Maybe message Sun and Neptune, tell them what's happening if they don't know already."
"Got it." she said withdrawing behind the container further and pulling out her scroll as she did so. Roxas took her place and began watching the operation as they started. He took note of their weaponry, he'd say roughly a quarter of the group was armed with firearms while the remainder all opted for swords strapped to their waists.
One of the white fang members was hollering out orders, motioning with the barrel of his gun where the others should go when a shout sounded from back withing the carrier. Out stepped the first person Roxas had seen not wearing the White Fang uniform so far. He had distinct red hair that covered one of his green eyes, a black bowler hat that rested atop his head. The rest of his body was clad in dark black pants and formal shoes along with a white lined suit with a gray scarf that wrapped around his neck. The young nobody also noticed the man carrying a cane, which he thought strange considering it didn't appear as if he had a limp of any sort.
Roxas couldn't help but feel that this man belonged in the 1900's with his attire, but put the silly thought away almost immediately. The man was calling out to the rest of the group with irritation as he ordered them to speed it up, it looked like he was in charge to Roxas.
The young nobody felt that something was off about that man being here, studying him for several seconds before it hit him "Hey...Weiss?"
"I contacted Sun, they should be coming soon." she said ignoring his question as she put away her scroll.
"The White Fang is suppose to be a Faunas revolutionary group right? Standing for Faunas rights?"
"Well, They resemble a terrorist group more than that of a revolutionary group, but I suppose you could call them that," she nodded, moving closer to Roxas to peek over at what he had been seeing.
"Well... you don't think he looks like a Faunas, do you?" he said as she peeked out over the edge.
She stared the man with wide eyes before furrowing her brows after studying him for a short time, Roxas silently asked himself if he had made the same expression when he'd first seen him.
"Well he definitely looks human to me." she answered "But who knows? I've heard that some Faunas are able to pass themselves off as Human if they try."
"hmmm..." Roxas silently thought about that comment. He had read in the first day of Beacon about the treatment Faunas had been subjected to in the past, and he immediately understood why those who would be able to pass as human would do so. They wanted to be treated the same as everyone else, they wanted to be the same, no different from their peers and friends.
Roxas understood that concept all too well.
"For some reason I can't help but feel that man's face is familiar..." Weiss murmured under her breath as she stared on, after a few quiet moments she said "I do know that face! He appeared on the News in relation to several recent criminal activities. He is a very well known criminal... now if only I could remember his name..."after holding her chin in her fingers she sighed, giving up on recalling the name "Well regardless, We need to act Roxas," she said pulling him out of his thoughts "I don't think we'll be able to engage them all at once..."
"I don't know about that..." Roxas admitted, looking over at the troops, Roxas didn't find any of them particularly impressive. They didn't carry themselves like people who've been properly trained like most of the kids at Beacon. In fact they moved more like ordinary people, stumbling over their own footing and responding in disorderly fashions. The more he thought about it the more it made sense that they wouldn't be well trained in combat, if anything military at all. He realized that they weren't a well equipped army with the people's money to fund them and their exploits. They were a revolutionary group, their members willingly volunteering with only the skills that they have in their normal day to day lives. Roxas realized then that's was why their weapons were inconsistent, they couldn't afford every troop to have the same weaponry.
Upon this realization Roxas was almost impressed with all that the group had supposedly done, sure it was a bad reputation, but impressive none the less.
"You can't honestly believe that we can take on all of those guys at once do you?"
Roxas was snapped out of his thoughts for a second time before turning to her and pausing as he thought up his response "Well... if each of them are no stronger than an Ursa, then I'm pretty sure I can handle them."
"Haha funny- wait are you serious?" looking into Roxas's serious gaze, she did a double take, looking out to the numerous members of the White Fang surrounding one of the freight containers and then back to Roxas " You can take on that many Ursa?"
He grinned "And more." he said as the Oath Keeper was summoned to his hand.
"Whoa" she said jumping back from the flash of light "How...?" she stared at the peculiar weapon with astonishment "Just how are you able to do that?"
"like this." he said as the Oblivion appeared in his other hand.
She again startled as the weapon appeared. she looked back and forth between the two weapons with the same confused reaction, finally, she asked and how many times are you able to do that?"
Roxas released a low chuckle before stepping out from the cover of the container with his hood still up, obscuring his face from view. He looked out and saw several of the White Fang turning their heads to look at him, confusion and slight bewilderment washing over their expressions.
The young nobody new that given what he was up against, he probably didn't actually need both Key blades for this fight, but he didn't want to leave anything to chance. Weiss needed this to work out, so he wanted to make sure that this fight went as smoothly as possible, and ended as soon as possible.
Roxas slowly began to walk towards them, dragging his two key blades against the ground behind him as he did so. His pace quickened, transforming his walk into a jog and then a sprint as he quickly closed the distance between he and them.
The man in the bowler hat turned towards Roxas and said "Now who is this guy?" he buried his face into the palm of his hand murmuring "Barely ten minutes in and already you animals have managed to mess it up. It's truly astonishing just how competent you all are."
Roxas ignored his comments and watched as the White Fang members armed with fire arms raised the barrels of their rifles in his direction, ordering him to stop as they did so. The young nobody ignore their demands as with a powerful swing he flung his Keyblade at one of the armed members. The rapidly spinning keyblade was nothing but a spherical white blur as it raced just above the ground and struck the masked figure in the chest, sending him clattering to the floor in moments.
Roxas was quick to summon the Oath keeper back to his hand as a barrage of bullets all began to fire. The nobody dashed side to side avoiding the fire, nothing but blur of darkness streaking across the depot as he made his way towards the other members of the White Fang. At times the sharp sounds of metal striking metal could be heard as a shot was lucking enough to actually make it to Roxas, who used his two keyblades to deflect the lead bullets threatening to pierce his body.
He finally managed to close the gap between he and one of the shooters, quickly striking the assault rifle out of the Faunas's hands and sending it flying into the air as he slashed with the Oblivion. His other arm was already moving in unison as the man in front of him looked up trying to find just where his weapon had gone. Roxas brought the Oathkeeper down on the goon, cracking a powerful blow on his head which resulted in his knees immediately buckling. Roxas watching his unconscious form hit the ground just before he darted towards the other gunmen, all too stunned to continue firing. He dispatched the group with little difficulty, behaving like a whirlwind of black and white as his keyblades struck down the white Fang one by one.
Finally having taken down each of the nearby members who'd been carrying fire arms, he turned to see the others, all with their dark black blades drawn and pointed towards him. Just behind them he saw the man with the bowler hat pointing the end of his cane towards him. Roxas thought this strange as it didn't appear as if the others of the White Fang needed his direction as to who to attack. Roxas didn't have time to analyze this small action however as he caught movement out of the corner of his eye from one of the several Faunas surrounding him. The Faunas dashed forward and attempted to carve their blade into his side with a charging yell. Roxas easily deflected the attack with a sideways swipe and chopped the hilt of his blade into the man's nose. The Faunas staggered back, dropping his weapon and clutching his face as the rest began to charge forward, raising their weapons above their heads as they did.
Roxas positioned himself in a ready stance, his eyes darting back and forth between the wave of enemy's with both Keyblades raised and ready. He was unprepared however when a bright orange light suddenly shot into his chest and exploded, sending him rocketing backward and off of his feet.
"Owww..." he grumbled as he slowly began to lift himself back up onto his elbows, rubbing the center of his chest as he did. Luckily he knew that there was no real damage sustained, but that certainly did hurt. He rose his head and shifted his gaze to the man in the bowler hat who was now laughing, clearly amused from Roxas's injury. The young nobody squinted his eyes and saw a thin tendril of smoke rising from the end of the man's cane.
He connected the dots as he now understood what had struck him.
"Okay then... I've gatta be careful of that now..." he murmured under his breath.
"Hey!" the young nobody suddenly heard from up above.
Looking up, Roxas could only barely make out the form of Sun dropping from the sky, he landed with two feet atop the head of the man with the bowler hat before immediately leaping off of him. From behind his back he pulled out a contraption that immediately formed into a long red staff which he whirled around his fingers with impressive expertise.
"What, fifty or so guys against one? How's that fair?" he asked eying the other Faunas around him.
"Doesn't sound very fair to me." Roxas heard Neptune's voice as the boy with the blue hair stepped forward from behind the nobody. Offering a hand, he pulled Roxas back to his feet.
Roxas saw Weiss step out from her spot before, seemingly more confident now that Neptune and Sun had arrived "Well then, shall we be the ones to even the score?" she asked with a proper tone, unsheathing her Rapier and adjusting her footing to that of a fencing one.
"Sounds good to me." said Sun with a confident grin. He began to spin his staff to the point that is could only be described as a red blur, creating the image of several staffs in his hand at once before whipping around and using the momentum of the spin to carry out a strike that collided with a one of the quickly approaching goons. The man stumbling back by the collision, which prompted the rest of the remaining members to begin their charge once again.
Roxas was surprised to watch the scene unfold around him. Neptune had pulled out a staff as well, however it resembled that of a Guandao more than Sun's simple pole. It made short work of the oncoming White Fang members as he stepped forward, twirling the weapon above his head before bringing it down with a force that slammed the first assailant to the ground. As he lifted his weapon from the downed foe he stuck it between the legs of a Faunas who had been running forward with an intent to drive a dagger into Neptune's chest. He yanked the Guandao to the side, sweeping the member of the White Fang off of his feet and to the ground.
Roxas was impressed as the fighting commenced. He watched as Weiss went into action, each movement a precise and perfect motion as if this exchange had been practiced before hand. With every strike her feet moved to compliment the action. She darted forward, striking out at a goon who clearly hadn't been ready for her attack from the way he was sent flying back from the blow. She moved quickly, stepping out of the way of a wild sword swing to her right before moving out of the way of a dagger to her left which had been aimed at her neck. She rose her Rapier above her head before driving it to the ground. Roxas widened his eyes as he watched an emblem begin to form on the ground beneath her, the symbols being a circular bright white that swirled as she did so. In only a moment, ice beams suddenly erupted all around her, sending the surrounding enemies flying into the sky and shouting in justified shock as to what had just happened.
Roxas could tell that this fight would be over quickly, there were hardly any more of the White Fang standing as the team swept them away with ease. The young nobody eyed the man in the bowler hat as he turned and attempted to re-board the vessel behind him. Roxas could tell that this man was the one behind all of this, or at the very least the leader of this specific operation. The door began to rise, shutting as the aircraft's engines started just after he boarded.
You're not getting away that easily...
Roxas focused on a point just barely in view from the quickly closing gap between the door and ceiling of the aircraft and lifted his hand, summoning a corridor of darkness of which he immediately dived through.
He reappeared on the his hands and knees on the cold hard metal floor as the aircraft took off, sending him scattering to the floor.
Lifting his head he saw the man in the bowler hat display a truly shocked expression. The air craft was relatively small, longer than it was wide as Roxas could gauge it being only 10 feet by 20 feet and mostly empty aside from the rows of seats lining both sides of the walls. Roxas could see that just behind him was a wall with a single door of which he assumed led to the cockpit and to whoever was flying this vessel. The man with the bowler hat shook his head as he whispered under his breath "Man, they just keep getting weirder."
Roxas was quick to jump to his feet, but felt unstable on his footing as the plane was already in the air and moving. The man in the bowler hat rose from his seat against the wall, swinging his cane casually as he stared Roxas down.
"Are we really doing this here? You realize its proper etiquette to remain seated while the plane is taking off."
"Who are you and-"
"Who are you?" the man cut him off , loud and irritated "Here we are doing a normal Dust run only to have some blonde in a hood and his little friends come and interfere. You're not wearing the uniform of a police officer, and you certainly aren't someone I've ever seen before. So tell me, who are you, and just why are you and your friends deciding to throw such a big wrench in my plans?"
Roxas took a moment to respond, thinking it over as he did "I am helping a friend." he spoke calmly.
"Oh helping a friend, well that clears everything up, yup definitely know who you are now," he said in a sarcastic tone, he squinted his eyes with spite and crossed his arms "Glad we're on the same page here."
"I'm not here to chat." Roxas said coldly as he raised the Oathkeeper aimed at his chest "I can tell you're leading this theft. Weiss needs you and I plan to deliver."
"Who in the world is Weiss?" he asked with a tilted head.
Roxas didn't answer, instead a loud clang echoed through the aircraft as his boot pounded on the metallic platform and pushed himself forward, shooting him like a bullet towards the man in the bowler hat.
He had reached the man in less than a second and was already swinging the oblivion at his head. To Roxas's surprise the man managed to rear back his head, avoiding the strike while lifting the end of his cane to the nobody's chest.
Knowing what comes next, Roxas batted the end of the cane away with the hilt of his Oathkeeper. A loud explosion suddenly erupted, striking the side of the carrier. The bright flash of light momentarily blinded the young nobody, but he could now feel a strong air current coming from where the explosion had ignited. Opening his eyes, he could see a massive whole in the metal works, revealing both the wing of the carrier along with a massive blue ocean down below. Roxas realized that they must have heading away from vale, otherwise there would be buildings and streets below. Turning back to the man in the bowler hat he saw that he too was blinking his eyes rapidly from the explosion.
"Crap... that is definitely not what I was trying to do..." he murmured as he stared out at rushing wind. Roxas turned his head to the sound of a blaring siren as a flashing light coated the carrier bay in bright red.
"Great, now look at what you've made me do." the man growled.
Roxas noticed that the view was starting to lower, the sight of the deep ocean slowly growing closer. Roxas took note not to use any magic in such a enclosed space, he guessed that a well placed firaga would most likely explode the entire plane.
"Well it looks like we're going down," The man in the bowler hat said with mild annoyance. "But I'll probably have enough time to finish you off before we do."
Roxas frowned before lifting his oblivion and with a flourish bringing it down on the redhead. The attack was halted as the man with the bowler hat raised his cane horizontally, needing to use both hands to stop the strike.
"You hit like a- oof!" before he could finish his words the Oathkeeper had been dug into his side, causing him to stumble back clutching his ribcage.
"You talk too much." Roxas said as he stepped forward, drawing back his oblivion before striking out with a vicious spin attack.
Roxas was mildly surprised to see the attack again deflected and to actually be put on the defensive as the man swung in his cane back at the young nobody's head. He dodged the attack easily and countered with a swipe meant to take out the man's legs. The keyblade struck air as the man stepped back, rearing his cane as he did so and stabbing it towards Roxas's chest. Roxas only grunted as he felt the blunt object make impact, forcing him to take a step back.
Growling, he decided to dash in low and then perform a massive upward strike with both key blades. As Roxas predicted, the move missed as the man with the bowler had stepped to the side, barely avoiding the maneuver and raising his cane in the process. Roxas could read the man's move perfectly as he used the force of gravity to aid him in bringing both keyblades down on the mans head, completely crushing the bowler hat in the process.
The man without the bowler hat fell as the two keyblades forced him to the ground with their impact.
Roxas was surprised to see that the man was still conscious as he began to slowly pick himself up. Rising to a knee he felt the cold hard metal of the oblivion at his neck before he could reach out for his cane.
He said raising his hands "Haha, look at you, it sure looks like you've got me huh?" he said in an almost sarcastic tone.
Roxas didn't say a word as he began to plan what he needed to do next. This plane was flying pretty low at this point and he knew that if it went down, the only aircraft that would be coming for them immediately would be more members of the white fang considering he had no way to contact anyone else.
"Speechless are you?" he asked with again no response, a grin began to spread across his face that left Roxas uncomfortable before he said "Oh where are my manners? I've forgotten to properly introduce myself." he lowered a hand and used it to motion to himself saying "I am Torchwick, Roman Torchwich. It is a pleasure to meet you, truly." he said, his words laced with sarcasm "And you are?"
Roxas remained quiet as he contemplated whether or not it was safe to create a dark corridor when the plane was moving at such high speeds. Usually when he used those portals it was at a stationary location.
"Oh come now it's rude to not properly introduce yourself, but if you insist on being quiet, I may as well continue with our introductions." Roxas shot him a cold stare of annoyance as the man continued talking, he noticed Roman's lips spread further into a devious smile "You see my friend just behind you..." as he said this Roxas heard the sound of a door opening from that wall situated just behind him. Spinning around he could only make out what appeared to be a...closed umbrella? Before feeling it collide with the side of his skull. The young nobody stumbled back from the suddenness of the blow, loosing his footing and falling to the ground onto his back.
"Her name is Neo." Roman finished his statement as he dropped his raised hands and collected his cane from the ground.
Roman stood next to the new figure who had emerged from what appeared to be the cockpit of the air craft. She bore a sly closed mouth grin resting below two eyes each of which were of a different color. One appeared to be a dark brown as the other had almost a light pinkish hue. These colors matched her hair color as as the right side of her hairline was a bright pink with white streaks while the other was a distinct brown. Her outfit appeared unique with a white jacket with a pink interior that only reached to just below her chest where a dark gray corset ran the rest of the way down her torso to her slightly exposed hips. Her legs were covered by well fitted brown pants and a pair of white boots that went up to just below the knee. She was twirling what appeared to be an unopened lightly colored umbrella around her finger as she stared down at him.
As Roxas rose back to his feet he took note of the girl's short stature. Even with the high heals of her boots, it appeared that she was still shorter than him, if only slightly.
"Now then, enough with the introductions. Let's..." he paused as he raised his cane towards Roxas "Get to to know each other."
Just as the words left his lips Roxas darted forward, attempting to perform a hammer-like strike towards the new girl followed by a spinning attack for Roman.
Roxas felt his first blow hit air but found that his next had been stopped by the man's cane. Rather than press the attack, Roxas found that he needed to jump back to avoid a swift stabbing attack from the silent woman's umbrella. He crossed his keyblades to stop a swing from Roman Torchwich. Using the unique curvature of both the Oblivion and the Oathkeeper he pinched the blades together, locking the cane in place before with a great show of strength tearing the weapon out of the man's hands.
He allowed the cane to drop to the floor and tried to begin his assault on the surprised form of Roman Torchwich but instead felt the nose of an umbrella stabbing into his side. He grunted in pain before turning to meet this 'Neo' individual. He barely ducked underneath a blow meant for his head before feeling a well placed kick strike his knee.
He grimaced as he dropped to one knee, feeling the pain of the blow pulsing on his leg. He lifted the Oathkeeper to his side, deflecting another strike from the almost brunette before attempting to counter attack with a wild swing of his Oblivion. However, due to his position the attack had little speed, and the girl easily stepped out of the way, positioning herself to deliver a powerful roundhouse to the side of his temple.
The young nobody called out in pain as his body collided with the ground from the force of the blow. Growling in frustration he quickly leapt to his feet, ignoring the pain in both his head and knee to whip around with his Oblivion out stretched for an attack. The young woman appeared ready for this however as she easily ducked the attack and drove her umbrella into his stomach. Roxas was quick to recover however as he decided to drop his OathKeeper and use the now free hand to grab hold of the odd choice in weaponry.
She appeared surprised with a wide eyed expression as Roxas tugged on the umbrella, pulling her closer to him as he drew back the Oblivion. The keyblade made contact with the petite woman and forced a cry of pain as she released her weapon due to being sent flying into the metal wall just behind her. Roxas tossed the umbrella to the side, discarding the weapon.
Just as the sound of her body making impact with the wall rang across the aircraft Roxas felt the sharp sting of a cane making impact with his cheek. The young nobody scowled as he recoiled from the blow, recovering quickly and turning to face Roman once again.
"You're certainly something kid, I'll give you that." he said, still with a confident grin plastered on his face "But let's be honest here," Neo was pushing herself off of the ground, a distinct frown forming from her lips. She glared at Roxas as she made her way over to Torchwich's side "You're out numbered, and outmatched. And with a sinking ship-" he gestured to the airplane which had come dangerously low to the water at this point "You haven't got a chance in the world of stopping us."
He leaned forward as he began his next statement, his smile shifting into a scowl "So give it up kid. You've lost."
Roxas's gaze dropped from the two as he stared off at the floor, wondering to himself if he really had failed. Was their a way for him to overcome them and still make it back? He knew he had a distinct disadvantage with having so little space around him to work with. If this had been a field he would have been able to space out his opponents, knock one away so that he could finish off the other effectively. That's how he'd always done it in his mission against the heartless. Not only that but his magic was restricted, if he used too strong of a spell he predicted that the metal around him would warp, bringing them down and crashing into the water which was almost skimming against the bottom of the plane at this point. Roxas predicted that they probably had less than a few minutes before they made impact.
...but maybe I want to bring this bird down...
He thought to himself as a small grin formed on his face. He knew that the odds were not in his favor, but maybe he could turn the tides. Summoning the Oathkeeper back to his empty hand he raised both keyblades to either side of him and shouted "Firaga!"
The resulting explosion almost completely engulfed the trio, summoning a cry of surprise from both Roman and Neo. Roxas felt the nose of the plane suddenly hit the water and the entire craft comes to a sudden stop that sent all three crashing forward. Roxas felt his head strike the hard wall before his vision went black.
Awakened by the feeling of cold water splashing against his face, Roxas snapped his eyes open. He quickly took in his surroundings to see the carrier halfway submerged in water, the large hole in the side of the plane quickly pumping water as he watched. He heard what sounded like someone splashing through the water and turned his head to see Neo crouched down over Roman. He took note of the slow trickle of blood running down the side of her face as well as the unconscious form of Roman, slack jawed and limp. Roxas could distinguish the absolute fear in her eyes as she stared down at Roman, shaking him in a feeble effort for him to wake up. She was holding his head up, keeping it above the quickly rising water, but it was clear to Roxas that the petite woman was struggling to keep the grown man's torso even partially up.
Roxas slowly rose to his feet, making a small splash as he did and attracting the attention of Neo. She turned her head and her expression shifted from worry to anger in an instant, glaring at him with a deep frown, bordering on snarl. She too began to rise to her feet, picking up her umbrella from her side as she did so. However, as she began to stand to face the young nobody the man she had been supporting fell, submerging his head into the water.
Roxas watched in still silence as the woman immediately dropped her umbrella in panic and knelt back down to lift his head out of the water. She looked down at Torchwich with concern before looking back up at Roxas, this time however her expression was not that of anger.
It was the look of desperation.
It was as if she was telling the young nobody 'help me' with her wide and uncertain eyes. Roxas remained still for a short few seconds, it was a strange position to be in, you're enemy pleading for your help.
He couldn't bring himself to necessarily trust the young woman in front of him. She had been just attacking him minutes ago. He kept asking himself if this might be some sort of tactic to get him to drop his guard, giving her the opportunity to land the finishing blow. Roxas then realized that she had been conscious before he'd awoken, which meant that if she meant to kill him, she would have. Perhaps she had only just awoken seconds before he did and went to pull Torchwich out of the water? This would explain why she wouldn't have had time to finish the young nobody. Either way, Roxas couldn't know for certain, but watching the water flood the rapidly sinking aircraft Roxas recognized that this was not the time to stop and mull over things.
This was the time to act.
Roxas needed Roman, He knew that because Weiss needed Roman. To ensure that she would be given that second chance by her father, Roxas had to help this untrustworthy individual.
Roxas stepped forward and watched Neo closely as he did so, eying the hand nearest to her Umbrella to make sure there wasn't any sudden movement. He had a fleeting thought of just why she and Roman had chosen such bazaar items as their choice of weapons, but then he realized that he himself wielded oversized keys in combat and couldn't really talk.
He knelt down on the other side of the unconscious man and said " I can get us out of here, but that doesn't mean I'm going to let you guys go."
She nodded quickly seemingly understanding, her eyes still full of that same worry. It appeared to Roxas that she really cared for this man, whoever he was.
The nobody envied her for that. To still have someone like that.
He rose his hand, summoning a dark corridor from the water. The flames flickered for a short time when coming in contact with the water, but remained ignited none the less.
"Help me carry him through." Roxas stated calmly as he slung an arm over his shoulder before standing. As he moved towards the unstable portal he felt resistance from the other side. Turning his head, he saw Neo with wide eyes and a confused look staring at the purple and black flames.
"It's fine, it's just a portal," she still looked unconvinced as she took a step back, pulling Roman back with her. The water had risen to her waist at that point, and was colder than anything Roxas had ever experienced before.
His teeth had begun to chatter as he said " Look we don't have much time, We have to go now or soon we'll be submerged in water. Then I don't know if I'll be able to summon another portal at all."
Roxas watched the woman form a scowl before nodding, the two made wadded their way through the water before pushing themselves and the limp form of Torchwich into the darkness.
-The Depot-
"Well... this sucks." Murmured Neptune as he sat on a nearby barrel alongside Weiss and Sun. The fight was over with every member of the white Fang laid out and groaning from their bruises and injuries, but all still alive. The Trio stared bored as Weiss called the police, explaining the events that had just transpired.
"I don't think that sucked, we got them didn't we?" responded Sun.
Neptune shook his head "We got the goons, not the main baddy. I'm pretty sure that guy with the red hair and the bowler hat was in charge... at least I think so by the way he was ordering people around."
"So?" Sun said with a growing smile "We still kicked but and stopped the robbery. I think that's pretty awesome by itself."
Neptune paused to think about his comment, a smile growing on his face "You know what? Yeah, you're right. That was pretty awesome."
Clapping a hand on his friend's shoulder, Sun exclaimed "That's the spirit!"
They both turned as Weiss closed her scroll and announced "The police are on their way. They should arrive in less than five minutes given how excited the guy sounded on the phone."
"Neat." said Neptune before turning back to look out at the scattered Bodies all lying on the floor "I wonder where Roxas went." He said with mild curiosity.
"Me too." agreed Sun.
"I do question his well being." Weiss said voicing her concern.
Sun smiled and waved away her concern "I'm sure he's fine. I saw what he was doing before we stepped in. He looked like a mini hurricane down there taking out those White Fang. I doubt there's too much that could put someone like that down."
"You never know," responded Neptune.
Sun rolled his eyes but saw movement as he did so. Turning his head, he saw what appear like Roxas half carrying the man who they'd seen earlier flee inside the plane. He had the unconscious man's arm slung over his shoulder, while on the other side a petite looking woman did the same. Behind them was only the slightest glimpse of a dark purple flame dissipating as they approached.
"Whoa! Roxas?" Sun exclaimed as he rushed over. Neptune and Weiss both turned to look and after some shock also came running over. As they drew closer they could see that all three characters were soaking wet with a small trickle of blood running down the young nobody's head. The unconscious man bore a similar injury running down the side of his face as the two laid him gently down on the cement.
Neo appeared apprehensive as the trio approached, and soon the loud sounds of sirens rang through the air, drawing closer as they did so.
She frowned as she looked down at the man and then back towards where the sounds of sirens were originating. Roxas could see a conflict raging in the back of her mind.
"Who's this?" Neptune said with a charming smile, approaching the young woman in a sly manner.
A sigh could be heard as she dropped her gaze, staring at Roman for several seconds as police cars pulled up followed by several ambulances. She dropped the man's arm from around her shoulder and Roxas stumbled from the shift in weight as she suddenly darted the opposite direction. Roxas pushed the unconscious man off of him and quickly followed, ignoring the confused reactions from his Neptune and Weiss. Sun however seemed to catch on quickly, running after the woman along side Roxas. The two watched her turn around a corner made by the stacks of freight containers and soon followed, but when they turned the corner, they saw no sign of her.
Sun growled in frustration before quickly scaling the Freight containers, stacked three high and peered out over the entire depot before frowning and jumping back down "How did we lose her? We were right on her tail there..." he asked both himself and Roxas puzzled.
The young nobody was beginning to feel the fatigue of the night's events as he responded "I don't know, she vanished."
By this time the Neptune and Weiss had caught up, joining them as Weiss asked "What exactly happened? Who was that woman?"
Roxas shook his head "I don't know for sure, she seemed like That man's assistant or something. He called her 'Neo'"
Roxas could tell that she had more questions to ask, but Just then the four were called over tot the police who were simultaneously cuffing Roman Torchwich and carrying him to the ambulance.
"Well then." Spoke Weiss "It does appear that we will have some explaining to do." Turning to Roxas she said "What exactly happened to you? Why are you soaking wet?"
Roxas bore a feint smile as he said "Well, I had to sink an airplane."
Weiss just stared at him blinking a few times before saying "I'm sorry, but would you mind repeating that?"
Roxas smiled.
Author's note: I haven't got much to say in regards to this chapter. I felt it was fairly dense and felt a little weird to write however I couldn't tell you exactly why if I had to. I've been feeling less motivation towards this story than usual and I suppose that is due to exhaustion. This is probably why it has taken me such a long time to complete the most recent chapters. I have specific time segments allotted for writing, and I've usually kept to that routine but at times I find myself barely able to write a paragraph or just having to sleep instead due to sleep deprecation
Also, I've been having a tough time finding the right music to listen to while writing. The first 5 or so chapters have been inspired by 30 seconds to Mars primarily and during that time I literally couldn't stop writing the music was just so good. That is why those were pumped out so fast leading up to this chapter. As of late I've switched to Jeff Williams as I do like the RWBY sound tracks but even then I am barely inspired while listening. Not to say the music is bad, it just doesn't fall into the category of 'writer music' for me.
So for a personal request, I'm asking you my reviewers to make some suggestions to me. Following your review (if you are feeling like it) drop a song or two that you really like, and I'll compose a playlist out of the songs listed and see if maybe that can become my new writer's music.
All reviews will be responded to via PM!