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Holy shit! It's been a long time! Nice to see you guys again. Sorry for such along time, but I lost my drive to write, but didn't want to abandon this fic. Well, here's another chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 10: Red Tape and Blue Blood

Location: Platform 09 Atlas Air Base

General Ironwood felt his heart drop at the words of the young MP. He knew that he would be getting alot of flak for losing the first fleet, but this. This was an outright arrest, by his own men no less. If he remembered correctly, this Platoon was fresh out of basic. "Oh, course. Mal knew my veteran troopers wouldn't make such an arrest."

As Echo squad started to recover from the shock, Rocket moved his way to the front of the group. "What the hell is going on here?!" As Rocket's words left his mouth, Swede placed his hand of Rocket's mouth and drug the trooper back into the group.

"General, I have orders to bring you in on multiple accounts ranging from cowardice to out right neglect of your duties." As the MP spoke the two Paladins took flanking positions of the WarHawk. The platoon also began to spread out, trying to gain better firing positions, if a fire fight were to break out. Echo squad also began to move, slowly, but surely. Each trooper set their weapon to "Semi" before trying to find cover in the cramped confines of the dropship.

Of course, Ironwood knew that if the Paladins opened fire then the WarHawk would be torn to shreds, before a single soldier could make a move. Jaune on the other hand was staying in the back of the group, trying to stay out of sigh.

"Hey, guys. I want to see." Jaune whined as he tried to look over the soldiers, as Sans just floated upward and looked out of the cargo bay, not really liking what he saw. "Sans, what do you see?" Jaune's thought was answered by Sans chuckling slightly. "Let's just say thing might get a little loud at this rate." Jaune swallowed and drew his sword and shield.

Councilor Mal is on his way to meet the new scapegoat

Mal hadn't had the best night or morning. Ever sense, the battle for Vale began, he had been up trying to resecure positions along the Atlisian border. For the most part, many of the outposts were secure,but that was the only good news.

Hell had broke out on all other fronts, with Vale under attack he tried to gather troops to send reinforcements, but Tarlac and Trace thought that would weaken the Atlas defenses and would leave Atlas open to attack. "Better to lose one Kingdom, than to lose two." Trace commented during the meeting and it drove Mal almost insane.

Another problem was flood of incoming evac ships. In total, three fleets worth of Vale ships had made it to Atlas. Numbering 4 civilian transports, 4 medical frigates and one light cruiser acting as an Escort for the first wave of ships with many other ships being destroyed in route to Atlas. In truth, this was only a small number of ships from the Vale Navy, but the White Fang, had focused their efforts on the Vale dry docks and had destroyed most of the vessels, before the crews even made it to their stations.

Then security was a cluster fuck. Security teams were spread thin, trying to keep the people of Vale calm and provide security to the vital areas, such as power stations and com. arrays.

Finally, the SDC mines near Vale evacuated, fearing that the higher Grimm count would threaten even the heavily defended operation. Making dust even more expensive, It was a great day.

But all of these problems seemed to fade as Mal opened the door to the landing platforms. What he saw was a stalemate, between the troops he sent ot arrest Ironwood and the general's own forces. *sigh* "I don't have time for this." Mal thought as he approached the scene with two Knight-200s flanking him on either side.

"General... or should I say former general." Mal shot Ironwood a smug look before continuing "Why do you like causing trouble for me?" Ironwood glared at the older man, who was dressed in a deep red suit with a black tie. "Counselor, I believe these troopers were given incorrect orders, maybe because of your ineffective leadership." This time Mal sent his own glare at the General.

The two seemed to enter a staring contest as the MP approached and came to attention as he saluted the counscilman. Mal didn't break eye contact with Ironwood as he waved the MP to speak. "Sir, I was just about to call you for instruction. The General refused your order to surrender." Mal just stood there for a moment. "Major, what is your name?" Mal's words came out in a very annoyed tone.

"Um, Klink, Councilor." The MP answered with a ounce of pride in his words. "Good, from now on you're private Klink. Get out of my sight." Mal finished without even making eye contact with the former Major. 'B-but, sir..." Mal drew a colt 45 from his jacket and pointed it at the now trembling soldier. "Would you like to be a former Private aswell?" Klink shook his head and sprinted for the nearest door.

Holstering the Colt, Mal broke eye contact with the General and motioned for the troopers to advance. Slowly the Atlas troopers began to approach the WarHawk, but before they came within 20 meters of the aircraft a wall of bones sprang for the ground making some of the forward troopers fall on their bottoms as the others recoiled from the sudden skeletal wall, even Mal's eyes widened at the sudden formation of the obstical.

Echo squad sprang from the WarHawk and took positions behind the wall of bones and readied themselves for combat, taking aim at the closet soldier and keeping them in their sights. With this most of the Atlas platoon fell back and took cover behind any form of cover they could find, as the frontline troopers froze like a deer in the head lights.

Mal's mind raced as he searched for the cause of the bone wall, but what he found was a young blonde teen in the door of the WarHawk standing next to Ironwood."Now this is interesting."

Team RWBY and NPR are taken to be debriefed by Atlas officials.

List of "debriefings"

CH. 10

Ruby, Weiss, Blake, Yang

Ch. 11

Nora, Pyrrha, Ren

"So, Miss Rose is it?" An Atlas soldier asked as Ruby sat in a hard metal chair in the center of a white room, with no windows. "Miss, makes me feel old. You can just call me Ruby." Ruby answered trying to be as friendly as possible. "Uh hmm, well Miss Rose. From our reports, you were one student, which was sent to the A.M.S. Vigil. Is this true?" "Yeah, I went to this ship to try and regain control of it." Ruby's legs began to shake a little from the memory of her fight with Roman and his colorful friend.

"And?" The Atlas soldier asked. "And what? I just tried to regain control of the ship." "And how did you plan to do this per say?" The soldier wrote something on a piece of paper, before looking back up at Ruby. "Well, w-well. I don't know. I just knew that the ship was important and causing the robots to shoot people." The soldier nodded, before writing something else on the paper.

"That's getting really annoying!" Ruby thought. She had been locked in this room for over an hour now and this was the first time someone had even spoken to here. No, "hi", "how are you?", or "kiss my bottom" from anyone for an hour. "I wonder, if the others are having as much fun as me?"

"Heiress Schnee, if your record is to be believed." A soldier spoke with a tone of humor before, sliding a personnel report infront of her. "Oh is there a problem, Sargent?" Weiss asked with an annoyed tone. "Oh no, no problems here. Except for the one little problem of the SDC being a major player in the White Fang mess. What I want to know is if your family had any part of this mess to bolster hate against the White Fang." The soldier raised his voice and slammed his hand on the table as the last sentence left his lips.

Weiss was taken aback by the question. It felt like she had been slapped. Weiss slammed her hands on the table and stood up glaring at the Sargent, before slapping him across the face. "Don't you ever accuse my family of such an act like that ever again!" Her voice rising almost in a scream.

"Seems that I hit a nerve there." The soldier massaged his cheek as he stood up straight. "It surprises me that such a family wouldn't be accused of such things on a regular basis. Seeing as how you treat your mine workers almost like slaves." This time the soldier threw down several images of malnutritioned fanus and a stack of dead fanus bodies stacked up in piles, all being very skinny and even showing bones. Weiss almost puked at the images. "I'll ask again. Did your family have a hand in this attack on Vale?"

"So Miss Belladonna? Your record or lack there of, is very interesting." An Atlas soldier walked around her as Blake sat unfazed. "When the CCT was brought down, many records were probably lost. So, I don't think there's anything to talk about my identity." She knew the argument had very little ground to stand on. "Oh, then why do we have a civilian record for all of your friends, then? I guess you were the only one on your team to have lost her civilian record. Well I guess its a good thing, we have a very detailed criminal record on you then, or else you wouldn't have a verifiable identity."

Blake froze, knowing she was caught by the tail. "Oh yes, Miss Belladonna. We have many, many accounts on this report. Six reports of theft, five accounts of destruction of private property, seven accounts of trespassing, blah, blah, blah, and a very strong tie to the White Fang. Oh Miss Belladonna, we have much to talk about." The soldier smiled and sat across from Blake as she looked down at her hands.

'Yang Xiao Long, a very nice name you have there." "Why thank you." Yang said acting flattered. The soldier let out a chuckle, before lifting a huge stack of paper, about the size of a large dog. "Also a very nice criminal record." "Yeah, I get around alot." The soldier sighed as he shook his head and Yang just had a smug smile as she held her one good hand behind her head.

"So, why don't you tell me about your accident with a certain White Fang Member, name of Adam." Yang glared at the very mention of the name. "He's a killer. I would knock him to the next life, if he were here." Yang's eyes flashed red as her temper flared. "Oh? How much do you know about your partner, a Blake Belladonna?" "Enough." Yang's answer came back quick.

"Hmm and your relationship with a club owner named Junior?" He's just a... friend of mine." Yang smiled weakly trying to look innocent and to try and pull a Ruby or to just get a free pass for being cute. "A friend? Then why does it say here that he sued you for destroyed his club, not just that, but if this report is correct you were also charged with assault and battery, both were footed by the Vale counsel. A total of two million, five hundred thousand and forty eight lien with some odd cents."

"Ya know, mistakes happen." "And your father has very good connections to the Vale's counsel. I wonder how many times he's covered up your little mistakes. Miss Xiao Long if you don't want to send the rest of your days in a jail cell, then you might want to start singing my song or you're going to be singing the Vacuo city blues."

Ah! This chapter sucks! I want to get into more action, but details and plot. They are important! Anyways, it's nice to be back. I'll try to update once a month, but no promises. Well, thanks for reading and Boi!