There were quite a few changes since he had gotten here, he wondered what was going with his other comrades and how they were faring. Daniel was in a comfortable position in the library as he read on the verse of David and Goliath from his bible. He was most fond of this story the most when he read the bible. A little and young man taking on a toughened and brutal warrior.

It was like the situation back on Earth, though they suffered many losses eventually they finally got the rock to slam into the head of the bastion for the Chimera. It went on to show that humanity will retaliate and fight back with everything we got. We won't go down silently, we won't go down without a fight. We are rather spiteful like that, unwilling to accept our demise so easily. We will go down screaming, shouting, kicking, and punching all the way through.

Ha nothing says like total domination when you kill a giant of a man with a slingshot and then chop off the head to bring back to the king for a reward. He could not help but smirk to himself as he read that part over and over again. Then he thought about what he found to be interesting and thought about it some more, before coming to the conclusion he needed a new hobby to do.

Maybe he should talk to Weiss about that, she always seemed to have an idea of what kind of activities there are for him to do that he could surely do as a hobby besides reading about violent deaths. Maybe he should go back into singing again, those were good times that he had spent with the Minutemen. They made him feel welcomed, happy and something worth dying for.

There was someone back in Florida that perfectly described what he thought of the Minutemen as. He grew up rural Miami and without any of the families that most people took for granted, he still remembered his strong chilling words that solidify his resolve that made him want to fight to protect others. The Raiders should have known better than to kill some of their comrades in arms, without expecting some sort of proper retaliation against the lot of them.

(Flashback)

He was standing still as a black man walked around the beaten up forms of the Raiders before him. When they launched an assault on their base, they saw a lot of the old Confederate flag and the costumes used by the Ku Klux Klan. They knew immediately who it was they were dealing with and thus they had no mercy when they were exterminating these kind of vermin. But they let him talk his way through them as he silently started throwing them down a Feral Grim Pit.

"You people speak of family. Like you know what that word means." As he walked around waving a very bloody knife as he went on. "But you were born into yours. You never had to go looking for some place to belong. Never had to bleed in a wasteland just to find your real brothers." He then jabbed his blade into one of them before throwing him into the pit to be eaten.

"Never had to turn your back on God just so someone would finally treat you like a son. Family. To you it's just a goddamned last name. If you knew what family really meant, you never would have fucked with mine." He snarled as he stared in the eye of the last terrified Raider as he then broke both of his legs before kicking him off into the pit as they screamed in fear and pain.

He then took a look at me as he pulled out a cigarette and his lighter as he lit it on fire before smoking it, as he spoke to me. "All of their spilled blood, do you want to know what it breeds?" As I paid attention to him. "Loyalty, family isn't who you're born with. It's who you die for. I know what I must do for my family, what you going to do for your family?" He finished as he left blowing out the smoke to his side as I then slowly walked among the pile of the dead Raiders.

As I paid close attention to the dying screams of the Raiders and how the all met their end before I threw a firebomb into the pit destroying the Grim. "Family." I muttered quietly as I made my way the trucks. "I will go into Hell itself to protect and save my family from the demons of Satan." I silently declared to myself as a missile was fired and blew up the base easily.

(Flashback)

He could not help but agree with him, there was so many points that he made after that assignment that he found himself agreeing with. He was most right about what did family represented, he began to see his unit as people that he is willing to die for, to avenge for, to live for, and to protect for. Those Raiders learned the hard way of what it means to kill one of them.

When he thought back to that mission, he could not help but frown in disgust that something as monstrous as the Ku Klux Klan managed to survive the attack from the Chimera. Those Satan worshipping, Anti-Samaritan, good for nothing, rotten, digesting, and degenerative maggots survived the purge, it certainly frustrated him to no end when he found out about that detail.

At the very least those scumbags won't be around for long, since they show themselves to be nothing more than dangerous predators. They were certainly going to go all out to purge every last one of them from the face of the Earth. And since there was no government to actually say no to them, they can now finally put them to the blade as they purge the Ku Klux Klan violently.

Never had he felt such sublime joy as he gunned down one of the many scumbags in a violent raid after some raiders from the Ku Klux Klan decided to attack some civilians on their turf. It was almost matched by the time Jaune came in and dropped on all four limbs and begged for forgiveness after a long apology. The best part was, he got to punch him in the nose and break it.

…Okay that last one may have been too much but he would be lying to himself if he said that he did not enjoy that particularly painful punch. While Pyrrha may not have approved of it, she knew quite well that he stepped on a landmine and talked about his life like it was the life worth living in. No one in their right mind would have thought that it was a life to be proud of at all.

'But these teenagers did not have to go through what I went through.' His common sense spoke up to him, he remembered just how bad it was to deal with being a human that knows only how to kill. He does not have anything much to do as an actual hobby besides reading the bible. He needed to talk to someone that could truly understand him now, so he went off to see Blake.

She is one of the few people that actually got to know him a bit better than most, save for possibly Velvet; but she was not available right now as her team got sent on a mission. Besides, he did promised to talk to her about some of the hate groups that existed in America, and compare and contrast them with how different some of the hate groups that exist in Remnant.

He finally started to wake up as he heard the ship horn as he finally reached Vale, blinking the spots out of his eyesight he started to grin as he yawned heavily. As got up from his hiding spot, he sneaked around the ship he was on before silently and subtly getting off the ship as he went to one of the safe houses he bought while he was still in Patch, he needed a base to use after all.

Not to mention that most people would be disturbed to seeing a scary looking man in a clock with rather disturbing skulls and jawbones on it. So as soon as it reached night time, he went around and picked up more than a few gossips along the way as he made his way to his safe house. By the time he got there, everything he requested was there and he started setting up shop.

Looking around he was satisfied, he had additional rounds for all of his bullets with a few specialized ones using Dust, he had the provisions needed to feed him, and he had the clothes he needed to go out in public now. But would not be going again, he could still feel the lag from entering a different time zone. Not to mention he needed to do some research on the latest news.

After some time researching all the latest news and what not, he found details that the criminal mastermind and thief known as Roman was in town stealing all the Dust supply. He could not help but frown as he read on the latest articles of how he escaped long before the cops get there and how they do not even seem to be putting in that much effort for searching anything that might help.

It was crude, lazy, incompetent, pathetic, sickening, disgusting, and annoying to him; as he basically have to clean up after the cop's messes. Ordinarily he would go get the clues and evidence and whatever he could from the local police as he did in Patch. But considering that there was not much they were doing to do anything about it, he was not going to put any eggs in their basket for help at all, due to their lack of devotion and their own failure to do anything.

All he knew for sure now was that his employer want him to bring that thief's head to them on a silver platter. Not that he could blame him for thinking like that, but there was no way he was kowtowing to any of those rude assholes. He only did that for one person and one person alone, his Boss, the main reason why he was in this town in the first place. Only he mattered at all to him. Despite what his employers like to think, he was certainly not their attack dog or their bitch.

He was not going to get involved into the world of cooperate espionage, he already had enough on his plate as it is. When he first got here he thought he was the only man from his world to have made it. But then he learned of the existence of Daniel and his location that it took priority for him immediately. He would prefer not to be the only Minuteman in the world of Remnant.

Not to mention he would like to be with the one man that has truly earned his loyalty. He remembered like it was yesterday, a kid with no survival instincts walking up to him and just talking. He was honestly surprised that he was willing to talk to him, sure he did find him annoying but he had given him someone to talk to that was not scared of him so he tolerated him.

But then the strangest thing happened, the kid kept on coming back to talk some more with him each and every day and it surprised him a lot. But once he heard about the kid's backstory he did soften a little as he let him follow around. Then one day he asked why did he chose to follow him around when there were multiple other people that he could have followed and talk to?

It was something that he never forgot as it was his own chance to gain a rebirth as not just a monster that kills everything, but a monster that can protect others as well. "You are alone why do you have to be alone? No one should be alone in this dark world of ours." the boy took him by surprise, so he answered and talked to him. So for the first time in a long while, the wild monster of the Minutemen has finally been tamed and quieted in peace, much to the other minutemen's relief as he was a volatile ball of violence and indiscriminate pain and suffering.

So yeah he missed him, so sod off. There were not that many people that honestly made him feel as welcomed as his Boss did. Though that was going to be put off for now as he received Intel from his employers about another possible White Fang recruitment drive. Ah well, Boss was not going anywhere for a while, so he figured he should try to do his job now as he picked up all of the necessary tools to completely silence then and make their ends as miserable as possible.

Not to mention he had been missing the screams of the maggots that tried to be so tough but ran away like ants before smoke just because they see someone who is willing to shoot back at them. He scowled in contempt for the White Fang, they were nothing more than a group of racist pricks no better than the ones they are trying to call out on. All they do is give people reasons to hate the other Faunus around them.

They were no better than anyone else, sure they had some natural advantages, but at the end of the day, all that power means squat if you prove yourself to be a degenerate. They were no better than the hate groups that existed in the America of old and some managed to persevere through the invasion and preyed on the innocent. He holds the Ku Klux Klan in especially low regards.

They were the ones that showed him that humanity can be more monstrous than the damned Chimera at times. They were the ones to make him into the monster he is today, they were the reasons why he can no longer walk among the common man again. They were all deserving of death, torturing him just because he comes from a town that did not discriminate the Negros?

None of them would live to make other people's lives a living hell as long as he still walked on the soils of what used to be America. Now he found the Ku Klux Klan of this world, he would see to it that they will burn as they were intended to. 'None shall be granted mercy.' He thought to himself as he set about to exterminate some more maggots and trash from the world again.

Natasha realized it has been about three months or so since she had arrived here on the world known as Remnant. The situation was both familiar and different from the one back home that it just annoyed her in all honesty. Hearing that water still running she shut off the water as she exited her bathroom with a big white towel covering her body and protecting her modesty and a smaller white one covering and drying her hair.

After rubbing herself dry enough she took off her towels and started to put on her underwear and her sleeping clothes, as she read the latest news on her Scroll. It is almost time for the General to make his way to Vale as the time for the annual festival draws near. Recent Intel suggests that the White Fang are moving around or trying to stay quiet in some part of the kingdoms or prepping for something pretty big coming soon or something to do with the festival itself.

She did not like it in the least, these rats were scurrying around and when that many rats are scurrying around, then something big is going to go down for sure. Sure the general is going to be bringing his army and what not to help supplement the security for Vale. But damn it, the general has no sense of subtly for sure, it would have been something that irritated the captain.

As if that was not the biggest issues itself, the general was also bringing legions of automatous attack drones that he called the Knights to help protect the people. That seriously worried her and annoyed her. The Knights aren't as adaptable as humans are, they can be easily hacked and used against. Hell, she is not even familiar with this tech but if there is something like biometrics then they should be used instead of having the Knights skip the protection and the software guards.

All that it would take to honestly control them would be if someone skilled enough were to get into the main control room and make every last one of those units go rouge. It was why he put in the argument for either or both her and Winter to safeguard the main control room so at the very least even if they were hacked. As long as they were at the source they could be controlled still.

The only reason why Ironwood even listened to her is because of her exceptional skills and that Winter thought her to be a very powerful ally, so he does take her advice at times. He admitted that the points that she had brought up did have a very sound reasoning behind them so as soon as they leave Atlas, one of them was going to be trading out guard duty every day from now on.

While neither women looked forward to the upcoming and dull guard duty, they both knew that it was a necessary precaution to take no matter what. On the bright side at least since it was almost time for the festival to start, she was going to see Daniel soon enough and that thought made her smile. She really did miss him a lot and she hoped he was doing okay at Beacon too.

Just thinking about his smile made her blush a bit, there was not many guys that she could honestly say that she liked but Danny boy was clearly one of them. She remembered the time after they started to get along after that 'incident' that they tried to find new ways of talking with each other. The idea was to try and come up with nicknames for one another to call each other.

When they were thinking of new nicknames she decided to call him Danny boy as it was sweet and irritating to the young kid at the time. So for that he called her Snow Fairy in retaliation and treated her like how one snobbish noble addresses another snobbish noble. It quickly spiral out of control with each of them trying to insult each other with the nickname they gave one another.

It then reached the point where they just stopped caring and often use it to tease each other a lot. Which also had the unfortunate implications to everyone else on their unit making them think that they were flirting with each other. Mind you she would not have mind being able to date Danny boy, but the way everyone else teased them about it just annoyed her to literally no end.

Then soon enough most of those annoying jokers learned the price of teasing a young maiden that may or may not be in love with a dashing, strong, and kind boy. Their faces covered in paint and horrible haircuts were more than enough reasons for everyone to stop teasing her about it. Not that Laughing Dead ever did, considering he wanted to be the Best Man and the Godfather for their supposed wedding and the child that they might have in the future sooner or later.

She remembered very strongly throwing a rock at him and chasing him throughout the entire base as he sprinted off running like the mad man he was while singing out me and Daniel's supposed love life. While she ran with a very red face on her as she tried to make him pay for his sins against the Winter Huntress, or Snow Fairy as Danny liked to call her by most of the time.

Shaking her thoughts on the past she focused on what might be happening soon enough. Though she had been here for a short while, she knew that there was a war going to happen soon. She can feel it in her bones and war is but the most basic of human instincts, as her captain would say. "History Is Much Like An Endless Waltz. The Three Beats of War, Peace and Revolution Continuing On Forever." Never had truer words been spoken about the human race as a whole.

'Because unlike everyone else, we don't have the strongest military, the most advanced tech, the best conditioned bodies, the greatest of courage, the drive of insanity, or the greatest minds to assist us. It is because we are by far the most spiteful race in the whole freaking world, and we will not go down without a fight.' Natasha thought to herself as she started to get ready to sleep.

"So the Ku Klux Klan attack anyone indiscriminately against any of the black skinned people and those that support their rights without any consequences and do it with great joy for it?" Blake asked in disgusted astonishment as Daniel looked down on the ground sadly as he told her about them, not that she could blame him for having such a reaction to the actions of the Ku Klux Klan.

"Sorry Blake but it is very much true. They attack people that support their rights, whip them or hang them for just being different in the way they approach things. In a sense they could be considered to be a more violent White Fang at times." As she internally wince at hearing about the White Fang again, if they were even more violent than the White Fang, the thought made her shudder a bit.

But she pushed on she wanted to know just how bad racism was in Daniel's country. "Anything else about the Ku Klux Klan that made them quite despicable in their ways?" During that Daniel took the time to think about it as he thought about what else he remembered about the Ku Klux Klan; till he clapped his hands in remembrance.

"Well remember what I said about the Civil War that America had?" To which she nodded, the bloodiest American Conflict in their entire history till the Chimera came and attacked them. It was a war in which both brothers and sisters were divided over ideology and what makes them Americans. Then Daniel explained the origins of the Ku Klux Klan to the best of his knowledge.

"Well the original Ku Klux Klan like I said was founded back in the aftermath Civil War time where there were still an ungodly amount of people that still believed that Black people should go back to being slaves." He scowled heavily at this. "They were barbaric in their actions and complete monsters that should have been wiped off the face of the world in all their entirety."

Then Daniel explained about how former members of the Union army formed an anti-Klan against them and eventually they succeeded. It was only about round forty to fifty some years before Daniel was born that the second incarnation rose. Evidentially they were still the same monsters as they were back then and even had the audacity to burn the Cross of Christianity.

"They burn the Cross to show their so called allegiance to the Christian following but all they were doing was insulting God and what he stood for. They were even worse than raiders, they were hypocritical liars and Satan serving servants." Daniel snarled at the thought of them.

Not that she could blame him for it; if someone insulted her faith, if she had any, she too would have been offended by the gross miscarriage of representation of their faith and what not. It was here that Daniel was glad for the breakdown in Government so that way they can easily wipe all of the Klan out without any issues and they seemed to have almost succeed at their own goals. 'It seemed to be something that Daniel takes great pride in apparently', Blake thought to herself.

Well if there was anything that she knew for sure it was that Daniel hated racism and finds it to be the defining point of the weakness in people. "People are strong and weak, but each individual differs from one another. It is only when they work together that they can do the impossible and achieve amazing feat. That is how we managed to persevere over the years against the Chimera Blake."

She could not help but smile a bit as she heard Daniel describe all the different amount of people that he had met along the way that were completely different from him. And yet they have managed to find a common ground to unite. It was a rather nice topic change from the Ku Klux Klan for sure. Now she was a bit more interested in knowing what was the old world like for him.

But there was one thing that she was curious about. "Daniel?" as Daniel looked straight into her eyes with no discomfort, which ironically made her squirm a bit. "Just how was it that you were able to sing so well back in the orphanage? Were you always that good of a singer?" Daniel nodded in understanding as he seemed to drift off into his thoughts as though looking for better memories.

"Blake, as far as I remember it was something that I took up during the early days in my time as a civilian. It was hard to just live you know? There was no government that was going to save us, our armies fell one by one, we were scattered as a people now…it was something to give us hope." Daniel soon trailed off as she got the hint, it was a desperate measure for some semblance of normalcy, a way for them to remember what it was they were living and fighting for.

Daniel then soon realized that he was being depressing and tried to apologize for it, she tried to deny it. But he was stubborn and offers to do anything for her for being bad company of sorts. Normally she would not have cared but she did desire to hear him sing and that was what he did. So he picked up a song that he learned during his time here, a song that is called Wings.

"One life,

Is not a long time,

When you're waiting,

For a small sign."

Blake is amazed once again by his rather soft yet masculine tone as he put his heart into it.

"Patience,

Is hard to find.

Shadows,

Seem to fill your life."

She flinched away as though the song was directed at her, but when she looked back at Daniel he was just singing as usual.

"Don't be disappointed,

Don't let your heart break.

Don't spend another minute,

In this way.

It's okay."

She felt as though he was singing that no matter what happens, he will always fight at her side.

"Dry your eyes now, baby;

Broken wings won't hold you down.

You'll take flight soon, baby.

You'll be lifted up,

And you'll be there"

She felt there was a meaning that eventually all of her struggles will mean something in the end, because soon the past that binds her will soon be broken.

"Twelve hours,

Is a long night.

When you're searching,

With no hope in sight."

Sometimes she felt like she was lost in a sea of nothing and that she had to struggle her way out to just even think about finding another boat of hope to land on and stay for now.

"Aimless,

On the inside;

And the damage,

Makes you want to hide."

She sometimes found that it was just easier for her to run away, because no matter what everyone else said…she have always been a coward at heart.

"I know that it seems pointless,

I know that it feels fake.

I know you can't stand the thought of,

Being stray,

One more day."

She did not want to hide her heritage but she was just too scared and worried at how her friends might react. Until she felt a warm hand grab hers and saw that it was Daniel smiling comfortingly at her.

"Dry your eyes now, baby;

Broken wings won't hold you down.

You'll take flight soon, baby.

You'll be lifted up,

And you'll be there."

He ended the song softly and with understanding as he used his finger to wipe away the tears that had been building up on her cheeks and smiled warmly at her. She could not help but felt her heart beat a bit faster, here was a man who went through so much pain being the one to comfort her and not being one to judge her. He gave her a sense of peace that she had not felt in so long.

Then he spoke, "No matter what happens Blake, keep in mind that your team and I will always be there to support you. Even if the entire world saw you as who you are, I do not believe that anyone on your team will abandon you. You just have to give us the chance to prove out trust Blake, understand?" she nodded once more as she reaffirmed her own will and inner strength.

Truly she was glad to have made friends with the Minuteman from another world.

Cinder was breathing rather heavily from their recently failed mission, as she and the rest of her minions barely escaped with their lives. Apparently Adam forgot to mention they have a giant spider monstrosity as their guard dog and that nearly costed them their lives. Not to mention there were those stealth units that could easily shoot whatever cover they had and the Aura used.

It just pissed her off to be beaten so easily, especially since she had the powers of a Maiden on her side. But being surprised attacked by a giant spider that can easily ignore most shots they throw at it seems to be an exception. It only got worse when it started shooting out acid from its mouth. Mercury had to ditch one of his legs and will be out of commission for a month now.

Then came all the Grimm that decided to attack them as soon as they escaped. Being swarmed by Nevermores, Deathstalkers, Ursa Majors, and Boarbutusks was not her idea of a fun time. Now she had to retreat in utter humiliation and had to regroup now. Mark her words she will make those aliens pay for what they have done to her and delayed her plan by a lot soon enough.

Then as soon as she got back to the base she quickly ignored all of the White Fang operatives staring at her and not saying anything. Fearing for their lives from her wraith as they rightfully should she needed to get in touch with Roman and Neo soon enough. As much as she would like to demand them to speed up the Dust thievery. There was only so much that those two could do at their end of the line. But the White fang were proving to be quite useless right now and those two were being competent.