A/N: Yo whats up guys... looks like I am back from the dead, at least until the spell wears off, but hey... also Ghost is getting a crossover to another Fic by CC-2224 Commander Cody's story 'From Hunted to Hunter'
Also on another note, I may get the next chapter up "SOON" and by soon I mean in a decent time... so yeah, just enjoy this chapter while you can, cuz it'll be a little bit until the next one comes out...
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Now without further adieu, here is Chapter 10
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Ruby hadn't seen or heard from Yang or Blake the past few minutes since their departure to the armory. Ruby twiddled her thumbs as she looked across the room and locked eyes with a stone faced Weiss. Weiss looked to the ground and hopped off of her bed before speaking.
"Somethings wrong, they would've contacted us by now." Weiss stated as Ruby nodded, agreeing to her grim statement. Ruby walked over to the door and pulled it open as Weiss looked into her eyes and saw an overwhelming amount of worry.
"Come on Weiss, I think they need help." Weiss nodded as she followed Ruby out the door. Ruby, more-so Weiss, had sent Blake to gather information on Davey as he had held their cautious gaze for the past week. Not a minute out the door an alarm went off, it was not surprising but what it said caused both Weiss and Ruby to tense up before picking up their speed as it was right around the corner.
"Attention, medical attention required in the Armory! This is not a drill!" The voice spoke as Ruby and Weiss rounded the corner heading towards the Armory. They both halted as they saw they behemoth of a man from the night a week ago running towards the locker room. Ruby only shared a glance at Weiss as she bolted off into the Armory leaving Weiss with the choice of either checking on her probably injured teammates or a chance one-on-one with the killer from a week ago. She took in a quick breath as she sprinted off towards the armory.
2 hours later
Davey sighed as he adjusted the straps on his duffle bag for the twentieth time as he crested the hill. Below him, nestled in the valley, lay the town of Waterson. Davey sighed as he approached the quaint and insignificant town. As he approached the town he was reminded why he had never really wanted to return. The town may appear pleasing and quiet from a distance but get closer and you will soon find that it is the single most putrid and repulsive place in the Kingdom of Vale.
Brothels and bars line the side streets as homeless beg for money on the corners of the main streets. Davey sighed again as he made his way towards the only place he would ever stay in this shit hole. 'The Waterson PMC headquarters' was painted on a poorly hung sign out-front of an even more poorly painted building. Music was wafting through the double doors as Davey stopped short and looked at the shattered and boarded up windows. Davey unzipped his bag and slapped the Ghost patches onto his armor before taking a deep breath.
"Gotta make an entrance." Davey mumbled as he Walked up to the double doors and gave them a swift kick smashing them out of the way. The music screeched to a halt as the band ceased their playing and the other people at the bar stopped what they were doing and looked to the doorway. Most of them stopped, their breath hitched in their throats, while others slowly turned around and acted like nothing had happened.
"What the hell… w-was that for?!" Came a slurred voice as a young man, no older than 24, stumbled over to Davey and pushed his finger into his chest. This elicited murmurs from the crowd as they wondered what was going to happen to the young man who just poked the Ghost. Davey grabbed the man's wrist and quickly twisted his arm around and smashed his palm into his inverted elbow shattering the joint. The young man recoiled in pain while screaming.
"Well? Is this how you great me… with a drunk and hushed whispers? Bartender… Shirley Temple." Davey motioned with his hands as he pushed the young man down to the ground and made his way over to the bar. The music slowly returning as a doctor went over and checked the young man's broken elbow.
The bartender nodded as Davey slid a few lien cards over to him and took off his helmet. The glass of lightish red and bubbly liquid slid over to Davey as he grasped it in his hand and raised the glass to his lips. After a few gulps he put the glass down and beckoned to the bartender.
"What do ya need?" The bartender said in a gruff voice as he scratched the scar above his eye. Davey took a breath before speaking.
"I need a place to stay… was wondering if I could stay here." Davey pulled out a few lien cards and slid them forward as the Bartender took them and threw his thumb over his shoulder.
"Up the stairs, third room on ya right." Davey nodded as the Bartender returned to drying several glasses with a rag. Davey picked up his stuff from the floor and made his way to the stairs which creaked and groaned from his suits weight.
Upon reaching the top of the stairs he was met with a significantly nicer hallway than what one might assume from the bar downstairs. Making his way to the third door on the right he turned the handle and pushed the door in revealing quite the bedroom. Not as nice as a four star hotel in Atlas, but, it was up there.
"Man, they really didn't spare any expenses in refurbishing this place in the time I've been gone…" Davey mused as he put his bag down and proceeded to remove his suit and lay it out on the table. The hissing of the joints and the clicking of the plates made Davey relax a little as he felt the weight leaving his body.
Walking over the bed, his armor now laid out on the table, he reclined and propped himself up with his hands behind his head. Closing his eyes slightly he pulled out the small notebook of nightmares. Giving it an once-over he sighed before letting the book rest on his chest.
"That old thing? You still have it…" A feminine voice echoed from a darkened corner of the room. Two dark red lights peered at Davey from the shadows as Davey sat up and put the book away.
"Shade, how is it that you always find a place where I never look?" The newly named Shade made her way from the darkness. A slender figure with a long ponytail of raven black hair reached to the small of her back. Davey looked her up and down again. Her familiar figure brought a slight twinge of comfort to his mind as she pulled the desk chair out and flipped it around, taking a reverse seat using the backrest to hold her folded arms.
"Ghost… it's been too long, you really mustn't be a stranger around these parts." Shade said in a soothing tone as she let her arms drape over the back of the chair and kicked her legs back and forth in a childish manner. She cocked he head back and forth as she locked eyes with Davey.
"What are you doing here anyways?" Davey questioned as he stood up and walked over to his bag, tossing his notebook through the air towards the bag it suddenly found itself in a gloved hand. Looking over with slight irritation Davey found two Shades looking at him. Though the mask cover her face he could tell a smile played across her lips.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk Ghost… it is I that should be asking you that question… oh my, it seems like you have accumulated quite the additions to your book since you left." Shade said teasingly as her clone flipped through the pages. The clone snapped the book shut and shrugged as it tossed the book to another clone who started taking a look as well.
"You know I hate your semblance, and I still have no idea what the hell mine is!" Davey stated angrily as the Shade clones raised their hands in defeat before disappearing into misty black abysses in the air behind them, the notebook falling to the floor the book opening up as it lay.
"Now, Now I think a Beacon Academy drop-out should be a little more forgiving to others…" Davey froze a little before clearing his throat and making his way back over to the bed and plopping down.
"It's in the past…" Davey started.
"It HAPPENED today…" Shade stated in a slightly irritated tone as she stood up from the chair and spun it back to the desk.
"Nothing I can do can revert the faults I have brought upon myself." Shade sighed as she planted a palm firmly on her almost blank mask.
"Stop wallowing in self…" Shade faltered as she glanced down at the floor and saw the page the book was opened to. "Wait a minute… you're still trying to avenge…" Shade had just started before a loud smash stopped her.
"SHUT UP!" Davey yelled at her as the remnants of the lamp peeled off of the far wall. Shade sighed again before moving towards the window.
"I guess I'll see you whenever… it was a nice reunion…" Davey blinked as he watched her leap from the window, an abyss swallowing her and another opening on a far rooftop across the street spitting her out. From there she disappeared from sight.
"Shade… they will not be forgotten by anyone, if anyone should never forget… it should be me." As Davey slumped onto the bed the book lay open, the pages scrawled with ink and pen. Signs of anger and torn paper prevalent as upon the page lay three names, unlike the others with dozens, and along with them a small poem.
Team GISE: Guise: Lost In Combat
Ghost: AWOL
Icarus: KIA
Shade: KIA
Eclipse: KIA
Though they fall one by one
my knife plunged deep
forget me not they say
as I stab them through and through again
Meanwhile back at beacon Ruby was anxiously pacing back and forth while a forlorn Weiss sat with her head in her hands. The doors of the infirmary lay behind them, and beyond those double doors their teammates lay in medical beds. Blake with severe internal bleeding and blunt force trauma, and Yang with a snapped arm, fractured spine, and a mild concussion.
"What the hell happened?!" Weiss finally yelled as she stood up and threw her arms about as she grabbed Ruby's shoulders and stopped her pacing.
"How should I know?! One minute Blake and Yang head off to check on some theories and now they're in the infirmary, both with major injuries." Ruby stopped talking, her head now on Weiss' shoulder, steady streams of tears coming from her eyes. Tears of rage, anxiety, pain, and many other emotions stained Weiss' jacket.
As Ruby and Weiss shared a moment the steady tap of a Cain could be heard. Ruby raised her head and looked over Weiss' shoulder and saw Ozpin approaching them. In a flash of petals she was over to him.
"Who d-did it?" She said in a choked voice as Ozpin put his hand on her shoulder.
"It's not that simple Ruby..." He was cut off with a quick smack to his hand.
"WHO DID IT?!" Ruby's voice, no longer soft and scared, echoed through the waiting room shocking both Ozpin and Weiss.
"Security Cameras identified the assailant as Davey Nikos… He has fled using the designated lockers. Thankfully the only injuries sustained were by your teammates…" Ozpin was cut off by an angry yell form in front of him.
"That bastard… we trusted him!" Weiss vented as she stomped around and sat down heavily on a bench before Ruby took a seat next to them.
"Are you two familiar with a man named Ghost?" Ozpin questioned slowly as Weiss looked up, her face portraying a sense of uneasiness, while Ruby nodded slightly.
"Well… we all have skeletons in our closets… and it looks like Ms. Belladonna and Ms. Xiao Long were too close to Mr. Nikos'." Ozpin stood up and started walking away as Weiss and Ruby shared a quick glance before turning to see that Ozpin had vanished like he normally does. However, before Ruby and Weiss could pursue a nurse walked through the doors.
"Ms. Rose? Ms. Schnee? Your teammates are available for visitation." The nurse spoke softly as Ruby walked off towards the nurse leaving Weiss in the same predicament she was in hours ago. Chase the figure or follow her leader. She wasn't ready to go alone…
Not yet…
A/N: So there's the chapter, tell me what you think and tell me how you feel by smacking that review button and following my story... also don't forget to check out Ghosts appearance in the Fic by CC-2224 Commander Cody's story 'From Hunted to Hunter'