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*May receive some edits in the future and maybe additional dialogue.

I've been checking some information on POV in writing. I must say that I am thoroughly confused now because there are so many of them. First Person, Third Person, Omniscient, and all that other stuff. I'm not exactly sure where I classify. I think it switches from Third person limited to Third person subjective omniscient... fudge.

I know nothing!

"How's our progress?"

A map of the City of Vale on a table was the center of attention of Cinder Fall and several White Fang members who are currently discussing the recent strings of robberies that they have made across the entire city. Crates, boxes, and trailers full of Dust encompassed the entire warehouse as other members of the White Fang continued to unload more of the stolen Dust into it.

One of the faunus next to Cinder, marked an X on a dozen points in the map. "We've hit every single major Dust store in this area. We've pretty much robbed every Dust shop in the whole city, and our own storage space will soon be filled to capacity. There is still plenty of room right now for that large shipment coming in from the Schnee company, but I think we'll need to find a few more empty warehouses if you still want us to continue our operation."

"No," denied Cinder. "Take what you can and get ready to proceed with the next phase of our plan once we've filled our current stores. That should be plenty enough Dust for us to continue on."

A slight unease spread throughout the faunus in the meeting.

Noticing this, Cinder asked with narrowed eyes, "Is there a problem?"

For a few moments, not a single faunus among the White Fang was willing to speak and were trying hard to avoid the woman's gaze. That was until a faunus with glasses over his mask decided to take a chance. "Uhhm… most of u- the members are… concerned about the location of the next phase," he said meekly, with a hand raised. "The new place is pretty much a den of Grimm, and considering the history there, a lot of u- our members are not decidedly happy with the relocation."

Of course, Cinder was displeased by this information. But she made no show of it on her face, and instead gave the White Fang members a calm smile. "Perry, isn't it?" she inquired, to which the faunus nodded to in response. "Didn't you join the White Fang in order to change the world? Change it for the better for all faunus kind?" Once again, the faunus nodded. "Didn't all of you agreed that the human government has gone long enough with allowing the discrimination that every faunus currently feel?" She pointedly asked the others. "Are all of you going to back out now just because of a little danger, now that we're getting closer to achieving our goals?"

The entire room went silent.

"No!" shouted a faunus. "We'll not let our fear get the best of us! If it helps the goals of the White Fang, then no Grimm infested mountain is gonna stop us from doing it!"

A chorus of cheers from the others rang out in agreement. The knowledge of getting so close to what they've always fought for, fueled their enthusiasm for what lay ahead of them.

Cinder smirked inwardly at her control over the gullible faunus. Only she among them knew the truth about the entirety of their plans.

"Good," she said. "You can continue with the robberies until then."

"Yes, ma'am!" All the faunus nodded firmly in reply.

The meeting was dismissed and everyone set off to do their jobs, except for a single faunus who continued to stare at the map on the table.

"Is this really for the best?" said Perry doubtfully to himself.

The Headmaster of Beacon Academy sat in a cozy little chair out on the veranda of Radix Book Café. Accompanying him was Professor Glynda Goodwitch, who sat at his side whilst drinking from her amorous cup of tea. They were currently enjoying the peaceful lull in their daily activities as they waited for their guest to arrive.

"Ozpin!"

Turning their heads towards the voice, the two Professors could see General James Ironwood being guided towards their table by one of the maid staff. The General of the Atlesian military and Headmaster of his own academy looked certainly pleased at seeing the both of them.

"Hello General," greeted Ozpin.

"Please, drop the formalities." Ironwood went and shook hands firmly with his old friend. "It's been too long."

"It certainly has been," nodded Ozpin.

"And Glynda!" Ironwood saw the stern woman sitting beside Ozpin. "Certainly been quite a while since we last met."

"Hello James."

Those were the only words the General received from the crop wielding Huntress, as she proceeded to continue drinking her tea in favor of ignoring the poor man.

"Well, you certainly haven't changed," sighed Ironwood.

"Pull up a chair and join us, James," said Ozpin.

The General needed no further as he took the seat in front of his two friends. The maid that guided him left a menu for him to peruse. It didn't take him long before he ordered a hearty brunch meal for himself.

Once the maid left to turn in his order, Ironwood said, "This is definitely a… unique place you chose for us to meet, Oz."

"It does have a very different charm to it than the normal places, that is for sure," agreed Ozpin. "But I'm quite certain you'll understand once you've tried their food."

Ironwood raised an eyebrow, curious at what his friend meant.

"But I suppose we should talk more before that," said Ozpin. "Now, why are you here so early, James?" He looked expectantly at the man before him.

"I don't suppose you'd believe me If I said I missed seeing the both of you?" Glynda scoffed at that remark. "Guess not," sighed the General, and then facing them seriously. "I've heard of the reports about the increased Grimm activity around the city. There is also the news about the recently expanding string of robberies of Dust that has been impacting the city. While not yet concrete, there is sufficient evidence that led us to believe that the White Fang have been responsible for the thefts."

"While the presence of the White Fang certainly is a cause for concern, we've had no problems with the Grimm too much as of late," said Ozpin.

Ironwood stared at Ozpin. "That's only because of this unknown Huntress that's been keeping the beasts away."

"True," admitted Glynda, who had now gave her full attention towards Ironwood. "You've certainly done your homework on this. We've asked all the currently established Huntsmen and Huntresses in the city, and none of them know or admit as to who this Huntress is. And so far, our drones have only been able to manage to see the aftermath of her battles and not a single sight of the Huntress herself."

"As you can see, there is a lot for me to be concerned about, Oz." The General put his hands together on the table. "You know that this might be exactly what Qrow told us about, don't you?" he asked.

Ozpin sighed.

There was little the Headmaster could do about those facts. Qrow's warning had certainly caused Ironwood to be on guard at even the remote sign of their enemy. And there were plenty of signs all across the City of Vale right now.

"While I still prefer that we tackle these problems in a more subtle approach," said Ozpin. "Admittedly, there have been far too many strange occurrences as of late." He stared, focused on Ironwood. "Just recently, our students encountered another such occurrence." Ironwood straightened and listened in close at that. "On a field trip to Forever Fall Forest they encountered a large number of Grimm…"

"That's not really strange," commented Ironwood, deflating his earlier tension. "Grimm have always been known to prowl in large pockets around that place."

"If only that was it," stated Ozpin. "This encounter did not go well for the students as the Grimm forced them to retreat. What was strange, however, was that the Grimm did not, or possibly, could not follow them after they reached a certain part of the forest. One of the… younger students decided to check this for certain and stood only a few inches away from them." He paused before continuing, "The creatures did not attack her, or probably more accurately, were unable to. The other students described it as if a wall stood between them and the creatures."

Disbelief was apparent on Ironwoods face. "…That's not possible," he said slowly. "The creatures of Grimm do not stop attacking people, unless they are one of the older ones who have just a hint of self-preservation."

"And yet, I saw it happen with my own eyes when I went to retrieve the students," said Glynda demurely as she drank from her tea. "A horde of Grimm pacing along a section of the forest where I found the students waiting a little further in."

The General furrowed his brows in light of this information, a glint of fire in his eyes. "Did you find the cause for such a thing to happen?"

"Possibly," answered Ozpin. "Our students informed us of some sort of stone pedestal that they saw deep inside the area they were in. They said that it had some Dust crystals on it, and surmised that it may have been what kept the Grimm at bay."

"Is that so?" said Ironwood, more than a little interested now. "If what they are saying is true, then if our scientists could replicate that technology…"

Glynda shook her head at this. "Unfortunately, it would seem that the object was destroyed before they could get close to it," she told Ironwood, much to his dismay. "They told us that once it was destroyed, they heard the roars of the Grimm, and wisely made ready to defend themselves. This is in line with what happened on my side, when I saw the Grimm had started to move towards the students as soon as they roared out."

"Did the students know how the object was destroyed?"

"The consensus among them say that it may have been trapped. But one of them, Pyrrha Nikos, said that she thought she saw something red hit the object just before it exploded," answered Glynda.

"In either case, someone didn't want anyone else finding out what exactly this object was." Ironwood frowned at his own realization of this. "Was there anything left of the object at the scene?"

Ozpin and Glynda shared a look that the General did not fail to notice.

Ozpin answered, "As soon as we debriefed the students on what happened, once they arrived at school, we sent out a team with Oobleck and I to further investigate the matter..."

Ironwood felt that Ozpin was hesitating at giving him some less than pleasing news.

"…Once we arrived, there were no traces left of the object, aside from the small crater from the explosion."

General Ironwood groaned and massaged his brow. "So we have nothing on this mysterious object that can magically keep the Grimm away," he said sarcastically.

"Not exactly…"

Ozpin did not wait long until he had his friend's full attention once more. "There were… statues that littered the surrounding area where this took place."

"Statues…?" said Ironwood in puzzlement. "That is certainly quite odd."

Ozpin and Glynda nodded in agreement.

"The statues were of Ursa Grimm," said Glynda. "More than two dozen actually, and incredibly detailed and life-like to boot. I saw them on my way to where I found the students. And it was almost as if someone literally turned them to stone where they stood."

"I saw it myself with the rest of the investigation team as well," added Ozpin. "We're currently in the process of moving some of them to study. Professor Oobleck himself was ecstatic with the find, and wants to conduct a detailed analysis of it personally."

His right hand on his chin, General Ironwood mulled over the implications of these strange occurrences and their possible connection to the warning the Qrow gave them.

"Given the circumstances, I be—"

"Here's your order!" A raccoon-eared maid faunus interrupted the General and placed down a steaming dish in front of him, along with the rest of his order. "Be careful not to eat too fast," she quipped before bowing quickly and taking her leave.

The General couldn't help his mouth from watering at the sight before him. "This is really quite something," he said as he unconsciously took the utensils left on the side of his meal. "I haven't had a chance to have breakfast before I made my way here..."

Seeing that his old friend's attention was now somewhat compromised, Ozpin gestured for him to eat first before they continue on with their discussion.

Ironwood was hesitant to do so, given the serious nature of the matter at hand. "I'm sure I can wait a little longer before eating," he denied firmly. The sounds of his hungry stomach echoed through after what he had just said.

Glynda broke her passive mask and giggled at the now slightly red embarrassed face of Ironwood. "Come now, James. I do believe it wouldn't hurt to table this matter before you've had your fill, surely?" she said teasingly.

General Ironwood sighed in his defeat caused by the betrayal of his own body. "Very well, we will settle this discussion for later, once I've made sure to sate the beast that growls inside my own gut."

Both the General's companions laughed softly at his exaggeration.

And thus, the General came to taste one of the most satisfying meals he's ever had in the Kingdom of Vale.

"Did you make sure not to leave any trace of the Bounded Field behind?"

Rin Tohsaka stood calmly behind Shirou, as she thought carefully on how to proceed with her plans, now that they encountered a minor setback. Meanwhile, Shirou was busily brewing a pot of tea. They were in one of the largest office suite of their new home, along with Saber and Illyasviel, who were both sitting on the couch with a collection of snacks on the coffee table in front of them.

"I think you're being a little too paranoid, Rin," smiled Illya at the concerned magus, crumbles of cookies around her mouth.

Breaking out of her thoughts, Rin addressed Illya, "We still know little about this world, and I for one, won't make the mistake of underestimating what potential danger we might face if we become too careless."

"Relax, Rin." Shirou offered her a cup of tea he had just brewed. "I made sure to get every single piece of it before other people got there," he said, trying to allay her concerns.

Rin gratefully accepted the cup and drank some to settle her thoughts. "Well, at least that's one problem solved."

"Is there more problems we are not aware of, Rin?" questioned Saber, her hand stopped mid-air to her mouth with a chocolate truffle as she heard of another possible problem.

Sighing into her cup of tea, Rin took out a familiar looking sack that she placed down on the coffee table. "This is the problem," she frowned seriously at the limp sack.

Everyone looked confusedly at the sack, blanking at what it could possibly be. Illya was the one who seemed to have finally remembered what the sack was, as she clapped her hands at the memory of it popping into her head.

"That's the sack of Dust Crystals you were slobbering all over before!" she declared, whilst pointing at the sack.

"No, I wasn't!" vehemently denied Rin, before regaining her composure. "Ehem," she coughed embarrassedly. "Aside from the slobbering part, you would be correct. This is all the Dust crystals we have left after selling some of it to fund our business. Our experiments have also used up a considerable amount of it, and the recent one just used up pretty much all the remaining crystals."

Everyone around the room noticed how completely sullen Rin was at looking at the now empty sack. They could guess pretty well just how badly the first rate magus was feeling right now. It was fortunate, however, that they did not completely share Rin's pain from it.

"I'm not sure I understand, Rin," said Saber, looking at the gloomy girl. "Are we in still need of more currency?"

"No, it's not that." Waving off the question with her hand, Rin explained, "Our business is actually doing extremely well right now, so we have enough money for ourselves for the foreseeable future." She clasped her head in frustration. "The problem is, there are no more Dust crystals for the experiments we have to do!"

"That is too bad…" said Shirou. "Especially now that we've confirmed that the Bounded Field is able to work well enough against those Grimm. The plans to enlarge the scale of its effect would probably have to wait."

"So why don't we just buy more then?" asked Illya. "You said we have enough money anyway, why not spend some of it to get some more Dust crystals then?"

Rin sighed and collapsed on a chair beside the others. "I would have done that already, but the prices for Dust around the whole city is through the roof. The amount of lien needed is absolutely absurd. We probably couldn't even pay for a quarter of what we'd need to continue our tests before our bank account runs dry."

There wasn't much anyone could offer as a quick solution to Rin's problem. Supply for Dust was scarce and demand was high. They had no idea on how to acquire more of the stuff, and the only reason they had any in the first place was because—

"Hey boss! I've got those account statements you wanted to check."

A knock and Roman Torchwick's voice rang out from behind the closed door of the office that everyone was in.

"Yeah," absently answered Rin. "You can come in and just leave them on my desk."

Roman opened the door, holding a stack of paperwork in his hands. He noted the rest of the people in the room, as he dropped the pile of paperwork on Rin's desk.

"Got something interesting going on here, boss?" he queried.

"We're out of Dust crystals," replied Rin, not bothering to break her sullen gaze at the empty sack.

"You know I could always steal some more, right?" Roman smirked. "It wouldn't be that hard for me to get much more than that."

Rin just sighed at that, while Shirou and Saber gave Roman disapproving looks.

"We're not thieves, Roman." Shirou said so with conviction. "We're not desperate enough to resort to that."

"There is no honor in unlawfully acquiring the property of others," added Saber.

"Jeez, you guys are so serious." Roman held up both his hands in gesture of surrender. "Stealing isn't that really a big of a deal," he said. "I just thought about it since the White Fang have been cleaning out the whole city lately. Don't want to get left in the Dust, right?" The sleazy gentleman snickered at his own joke.

Rin's ears perked up visibly from where she sat.

"Catch you guys later then, see ya." Just as Roman was almost through the door, a strong pair of hands firmly gripped his shoulders, causing chills to run down his spine.

"Oh…? Where do you think you're going?" said the visage of a chuckling demon from Roman's back.

"Yeeee!" Roman let out an uncharacteristic noise of fear and surprise at the sudden appearance of his boss behind him. "J-Just heading back to work!" he rattled.

Rin had an innocent smile on her face as she still held on firmly to Roman. "Now, now. I couldn't help but notice what you said just now," she said, an undercurrent of darkness in her tone whilst still holding the seemingly normal smile.

Roman began sweating bullets as he felt the gravity of the situation on him now. "I-I was kidding! I swear on my life!" He gulped as he said so. "I promise I won't steal Dust like the White Fang ever again!"

"Really?"

The enslaved criminal nodded his head vigorously.

"We can't have that now, can we?" said Rin gently, much to Roman's surprise. "A leopard can't change its spots, after all."

Obviously perplexed by this, Roman said, "…I'm not sure I understand."

"I need you to go out and steal some stuff," said Rin happily.

"…"

A momentary pause was apparent in the entire room at what had just been said, before the eruption of an argument came from the two Servants present.

"Rin! You can't be serious about this?!" said Shirou incredulously.

Saber also added her disapproval. "Such an act is beneath you, Rin!"

Rin looked entirely confused at the abject refusal she was getting. "Why not?" she tilted her head in question. "It won't really be any different from how we got our previous stock anyway."

It was now the others who looked confused.

Again, it was Illya who realized first what Rin was talking about. "You're planning on stealing from the White Fang!"

Rin smiled and nodded. "We're not really doing anything bad by stealing from thieves, right? Plus, they are the reason why we can't just buy the Dust crystals too," she argued. "In the end, we get to stop them from robbing people AND we solve our shortage of Dust. I would say that's a win-win for everyone."

"Everyone but the White Fang…" mumbled Roman, which was ignored as usual.

Shirou had his hand to his chin, seemingly pondering at the idea. "That does seem to be a lot better than stealing the Dust outright."

"I am not so sure how I feel about this…" Saber was understandably more reluctant at the slightly twisted logic behind Rin's plan. "Would it not be more appropriate to return the stolen materials?" she said.

Rin sighed and let go of Roman for the moment, which greatly relieved the man, as her grip wasn't the only thing that disturbed him whenever she was enacting whatever devious machinations she had.

"Saber..." Rin moved closer to her Servant. "This is for the best. Not only for us, but for the people of this world as well," she said so smoothly. "If we can perfect the Bounded Field that can ward off these Grimm, how many lives do you think this will improve? No, how many lives would this save?"

Saber's face scrounged in thought of that idea. It was not entirely against her morals to make a little sacrifice to save the many. After all, she once did more reprehensible acts during the wars of her reign. What Rin had in mind was a lot more acceptable in its process and end result.

After thinking about it for a short time, Saber finally agreed with her Master's argument.

"Good," smiled Rin.

However, one other person was not too keen on this idea.

"I'm not so sure how I feel about this either…" whispered Roman.

"Well, you don't really have much of a choice." Rin pointed out, much to the man's annoyance.

The Jewel obsessed magus though, knew just what Roman's personality was like. While the contract did ensure the gentlemanly dressed criminal's loyalty, it would still be preferable if he were to follow their orders with a little more willingly.

"Don't tell me you were just lying about calling yourself a 'Master Criminal' all this time?" said Rin slyly.

"What?!" said Roman, offended by the accusation. "I'll have you know I'm the best criminal this Kingdom's ever even heard of!"

"Really? Because it sounds like the White Fang are doing quite well without you." Roman frowned at Rin's words. "Even if they are you're former employers, you seem a bit afraid of them really."

"Hell no!" yelled Roman, his hands tightly balled into a fist. "I'm not scared of Cinder or those little pets of hers!"

"Wouldn't you like to see the look on their faces when they find out that they were the one's who got robbed?" Rin was acting as the perfect little devil on Roman's shoulder as she continued to spout her evil intentions. "Now, wouldn't that be the crime of the century?" she said, trying to tempt him further.

Roman's head was filled with the images of just how furious his previous employers would be. He pictured the look of outrage on Cinder's face once she got the news. The simple idea of it brought a wicked smile to his face.

Unbeknownst to Roman, Rin's visage had a vicious triumphant smirk at his side at having him playing in the palm of her hand.

Meanwhile, Saber and Shirou shared feelings of unease at Rin's actions. Illya was holding tightly to her Servant, as jitters ran through her whole body at the sight before her.

"Shirou…" said Illya. "Rin is really scary…"

"Yeah, Illya." Shirou agreed without hesitation. "We know…"

Omake: (A small tidbit of a practice portion from potential crossfic #3 on my profile)

A Wise Man's Gift: ~LOVE Fate~

"No…"

Medea fell to her knees, hands limp at her sides, as she stared at the assassin's fallen body before her. A tear dropped down from her eye, making its way past her quivering lips.

"This can't be real," she whispered. "It can't be you…" Her hands reached out haltingly towards the assassin's face, while she prayed hard to herself that what she was seeing wasn't true. The familiar feeling she felt as she grasped his face gently in her soft hands proved her wishful thinking wrong. Then the tears came flowing down her face, once she realized the truth before her.

"After all this time… I've finally found you," she cried softly, whilst cradling the assassin's head gently in her arms. "The gods must truly hate me." Lightly moving her fingers to brush away at the hair on his temple, Medea gingerly caressed the man's cheeks. "For us to meet in such a way... Are we truly not meant to be…? Souchirou?" she whispered, hoping she would get an answer in return. The feeling of pain and sorrow marred her beautiful face, as her grief left her vulnerable for all the world to see. It was to be expected, because there was now way the man could answer her.

As if in response to that, rain slowly fell down from the clouded skies above them, covering the surroundings of the man and the woman, like the world itself was grieving over the tragedy of what has occurred in front of it.

The man Medea had wanted to see for so long was, at last, in her arms once more. There was no joy in her heart because the only things she felt right there and now were the pain and the cold body of her beloved, who she held closely to her chest. The gradual heavy sounds of rain falling on the ground around them, drowned her anguished cries for killing the man she loved. And for the longest time, she cried and cried.

At the end of her ceaseless crying, until there were no more tears left for her to give, a cold hand reached out gently to touch her tear-stained cheeks from beneath her, causing Medea to pause in her grieving to look down and find herself staring into deep dark eyes.

"Cas...ter...?"

A/N:

Sorry for the unrelated omake but I just posted it here so more people can see it.

Anyway, there are many things coming up soon for me. Too many games and other stuff. Tree of Savior beta, Overwatch beta, Fallout 4, Starcraft: Legacy of the Void, just to name a few. You can pretty much guess what will happen with the updates on this fic.

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