Chapter #11: Check Ins Around Remnant #1

Blake

After her trip across the seas and the incident with the Sea Feilong, a Grimm she'd never seen before. It was only thanks to her and Sun, the latter of which she didn't know had followed her all the way from Vale, that the ship even made it to Menagerie.

With Sun in tow, not by choice, but because he refused to leave her side, Blake took him to her home. Pointing it out as the very large, multilevel house with wooden siding and brown roof tiles. This obviously took Sun by surprise, seeing that Blake had lived in such luxury before.

But for Blake it was bitter sweet. She'd left her mother and father to be with the new White Fang after her own father stepped down as leader. The organisation turned south, diverting to more criminal and physical means, sometimes resulting in death, mostly from Adam's group, a group she had found herself a part of many times.

That very man had been her significant other, they'd promised themselves to one another, but the more ruthless Adam became, the more Blake came to regret her decision. He was strong and fought hard for his beliefs, but his temper grew wilder, his missions increasingly violent against the humans who they were trying to become equals with.

She grew apart from him so much that she'd decided to run away from him but being terrified of returning to her parents after choosing Adam and the White Fang over them, against their wishes too. She had gone to Beacon where she'd made some surprisingly good friends, even with a Schnee. Not to mention her partner who was an amazing friend, a friend that had suffered a grievous wound because of the relationship Blake had with Adam, and the fact she considered Yang to be an ally above all others at that time. Because of this, Yang lost her arm, Adam wanted to hurt Blake and it had worked.

Now after managing to escape, to run away yet again, Blake had no choice but to return to her parents, beg their forgiveness and inform them of what had really happened at Beacon, who was responsible and just lie low. Blake was done with fighting for now, she just wanted a quiet life away from Adam, away from conflict. And to do that, she had to leave her best friend and partner behind to suffer the pain of dismemberment without her.

Alright, you can do it. Just knock on the door and apologise to them. They'll forgive you… maybe. Turning to Sun she gave a nervous smile and knocked on the door to her family home. The handle rattled against the wood, the sound carrying inside and out making her even more anxious as she waited to see who would answer.

"Coming!" Came a feminine voice, a voice she hadn't heard in years now, her loving mother's. She'll still love me… it's her job. Blake thought, trying to keep herself positive.

"Why are you so nervous? They're your parents, right?" Sun asked, not knowing how long it had been since Blake had seen them.

"Yes… But its been a while since I saw them, talked to them even. I left on bad terms with them, I…" The door began opening, silencing Blake whose ears flattened against her head in fear.

A black-haired woman poked her head around the side of the great doors of the Belladonna home, her ears pierced with three gold piercings on her cat ears, two on her right, one on her left. Blake knew who is was even before her face came into view. Smiling with her eyes closed, a calm expression plastered on there. Her heart swelled, love, fear, hope.

"Blake?" the woman asked, her eyes wide and her ears on full alert. Those same amber eyes of Blake's, reflecting to match the woman's, her mother Kali.

"H-Hi mum." Blake answered, raising one hand in a failed wave in greeting.

The gap between them was closed by the older cat Faunus, her arms wrapping around her daughter who had run away so long ago, embracing her without a moment's hesitation.

"My baby girl." Kali spoke, stroking her daughter's hair while Blake remained frozen for a moment, unwilling to believe that her mother had welcomed he back so easily.

"Mother." She whimpered in response, tightly hugging her back while Sun just watched on in silence.

"Kali! Who is it?" Came a deeper, gruffer voice. Dad. Blake realised, becoming worried once more. Her mother was one thing, her father the former leader of the White Fang, a man of strength and renown. His gaze held with the two cats embracing, his hands resting on his hips, he looked just as she remembered.

A tall, muscular man with black hair, a beard and yellow eyes, similar to herself and Kali's but lighter. His top was open, dark violet coat with white fur trim, exposing his hairy chest. Over his beige pants is a matching sash that wraps around his waist and is secured with a large, silver metal buckle. On the shoulder of his coat is a silver metal spaulder, which through a pair of curved strips across the chest attaches as a clasp on the opposite front panel of the coat. But just like her mother, Ghira's face melted from stern to surprised the second he realised who was standing before him.

With her hands held together in front of her, Kali's hands on her left upper arm, her ears slightly down and forwards, Blake looked to her father with a tense smile. It wasn't at all subtle when he started to smile, an expression that put Blake's heart and mind to rest as she was welcomed home. Turning to Sun, she smiled softly at him, her ears standing normally as she felt more comfortable.

Sitting around the low-sitting square table in the dining room, the fours of them, a family of three and a monkey Faunus in Sun sat there eating and drinking as they started talking about what happened to Vale and how worried Ghira was. The giant man tried to play it off but failed thanks to his wife's words. Then Sun went on a rant after making a comment about seeing Blake in action.

While he and Ghira were left talking, Sun more babbling hurriedly to try and defuse the situation he put himself in, he only made things a little worse before poring himself another tea. However, this was all ended when there was another knock on the door. Ghira got up to dismiss them, but while he left, Kali informed them that it was the White Fang, the representatives on Menagerie at least.

Neither Blake or Sun cared much for the slight difference and having survived to bear witness of the fall of Beacon, they both stalked off to the door. She was recognised and greeted by the two Faunus at the door, wolf brothers. Corsac and Fennec, twins, one with a tail the other with ears.

"They represent the White Fang in Menagerie now." Ghira told. Sun freaked out a little.

"Those psychos are here too!?" He spat out, the wolf eared brother defending his organisation calmly.

"We are not as ferocious as the media would have you believe."

"What we've heard! We've seen first-hand, your fanatics slaughtered people." Blake shot back, causing Ghira to question the representatives about his daughter's meaning.

They were there to apparently inform Ghira, the chieftain of Menagerie about the events that happened in Vale, the White Fang "Splinter group" they called it, Adam Taurus' group was following their own path under his direction, against the wishes of their organisations leader, Sienna Khan.

The Belladonna's knew both Adam and Sienna, with the prior being somewhat romantically involved with Blake in the past. But the brothers still defended their organisation, even providing Ghira with information they'd obtained and offering to let him review their plans for bringing back their strays, something Ghira would look into, after he'd spent more time with Blake.

Sending the representatives on their way, Ghira and the others returned into the home where the parents had many questions for the teens. Both Blake and Sun were amazed to hear that Ghira and Kali didn't seem to know what happened, which is when they told them exactly what they experienced and in detail.

White Fang members were part of the attack on Beacon. They unleashed Grimm inside school grounds that spread into the city, the fear and panic it caused only drawing more and more Grimm into the action since dark emotions called to them. She told them how they killed innocents, civilians and students alike, fighting where the Grimm weren't present so their own forces remained out of the Grimm frenzy.

With Ghira and Kali now informed of what truly happened at Beacon, minus the part about Yang losing her arm to try and save Blake from the very man trying to track her down, she and Sun went to inspect their rooms.

Sun was given a guest room while Blake was given her old room back, one she hadn't been in in years but it hadn't changed at all. The sheets were all new, but other than that, all of her old belongings hadn't been moved much save for when Kali had gone about dusting and cleaning.

Heading into Sun's room she gave him a soft smile, but seeing Sun sitting on the bed and looking deep in thought, she almost left him to mull over whatever it was.

"Are you really done fighting?" He asked suddenly as her back was turned.

"No, but for the next while I'd like not to get dragged into any confrontations." Looking into Sun's blue eyes she could see the hope in his eyes. Don't rush me Sun, I just want to be with my family.

"Sure thing! But when you're ready, I'll be right here ready to fight alongside you, just like when we kicked that sea Grimm's ass." His toothy grin was at least comforting, though she did roll her eyes. Blake knew that if he hadn't been there then beating the Sea Feilong might not have been possible at all. Thank you, for not giving up on me… even though you kind of stalked me. She giggled and left the room, Sun sitting there dumbfounded about the giggling.

Vernal

Returning from a raid on a nearby village, one that resulted in many deaths by those who chose to fight back, Vernal returned with not one by two wagons filled with supplies ranging from ammunition to seeds. Among the supplies was a small supply of Dust she managed to liberate and she was given priority over the fire and ice Dust.

Trained by none other than Raven Branwen, Vernal was a very capable warrior, even going as far as toying with some of the newer huntsmen whenever they arrived. Raven was well known as she'd killed many hunters who had thought they'd be the ones to finally free the smaller villages and towns of the bandit queen, none were successful, never even getting close.

But there was a huge secret Raven kept, only Vernal knew of the truth of it and once asked by Raven, she'd quickly agreed to become a decoy for her leader. Posing as the Spring Maiden, Vernal had allowed a huge target to be painted on herself if someone ever found out about it, but so far, they'd been safe and Raven had continued training her.

"Take the food and medicine to Ollie, he'll divide it equally and see that the medicine is kept safe within the vault." The vault was just a small safe, big enough to fit dozens of smaller, more potent medicines safe from getting damaged, but this was also a decoy, that safe held only a small amount, the real safe was under Raven's tent and always would be.

"Raven, we've returned from the raid. No losses, a couple of minor injuries, a couple of deaths on the villages side but that should hopefully just scare them into future submission when they see us approaching." Vernal waited outside the tent for Raven to answer her.

"Come in Vernal." And that's exactly what she did, sitting on one of the cushions as Raven poured them both a cup of tea. "I take it there was nothing out of the ordinary, no one or thing watching you?" She inquired.

"No Raven, I couldn't see anything watching us and didn't feel as though there were eyes upon me."

"So how was the haul? Anything interesting that you think I might like?" Vernal shook her head and took the cup to her lips.

"Actually, there was some different flavoured tea that I thought you might appreciate so I grabbed a box." Vernal pulled out a slightly crinkled box of tea, Passion fruit, pomegranate and honeysuckle flavoured. Raven took it from her hands and smiled.

"You always find the sweetest of gifts. What of the Dust supply, did you gather enough to keep up your supply?" Vernal nodded in response to Raven's question.

"Oversupplied now, its been a while since I've had to actually use Dust, most hunters know not to interfere with our raids, mostly because they assume you're lurking in the shadows waiting for them." Both women smirked at this, they'd cultivated such a fear in even the hunters of Mistral, that most didn't even bother to step in to defend innocent lives during a raid, and when they did, Vernal could hold them off for a time if needed to, as Raven was called in for support.

"Perhaps we need to go searching for a challenge, I can't have your skills or mine getting rusty."

"Why not a friendly sparring match? No Dust or powers, just blades and bullets and skill." Raven smiled at her suggestion and nodded.

"Are you trying to gauge how you stack up against me Vernal? I may have taught you a lot of things, but I still hold a few secrets and skills close to my chest."

"Secrets or not, we're the strongest and most skilled here, the best training we can get is against one another." Vernal knew she was right, Raven knew it too.

"Ok then, we'll finish our tea and prepare ourselves for a good hard sparring match. First to surrender or lose their aura loses." Vernal took a sip of her tea mentally preparing to face her trainer one on one in an almost real clash. Attack hard, avoid her blade at all times. I have the advantage of extreme close range.

It was true that Vernal's weapons required her to get up close and personal, even more so than a sword. But doing so meant getting through Raven's considerable defences and skill, something she knew was easier to plan than to put into effect.

Qrow

Ever since Pyrrha left, Qrow and Glynda had been reminiscing about old times. Their time at Beacon and the years after. Experiences hunting down Grimm and fighting rogue hunters. Qrow had killed other hunters on occasion, the bad ones, but Glynda had always been able to subdue her opponents and take them in to the authorities.

Qrow didn't like talking about his teams separation, but Glynda knew about how he and Raven were from a very different upbringing. Qrow was able to change his ways of thinking and for a time Raven seemed to as well. But once the female twin gave birth and abandoned her daughter for Tai to support, the team fell apart. Summer and Tai remained strong and eventually married, Qrow had remained a close friend but kept his distance thanks to his semblance which caused all kinds of trouble.

Glynda had remained at Beacon, becoming a part of Ozpin's inner circle of trusted people alongside Lionheart and the headmaster of Shade and the previous headmaster of Atlas, Ironwood hadn't been taken in until later. Qrow had joined with Raven years earlier too, both being granted a certain transformation to aid in their watch of Salem's forces.

But all that had led to mixed memories, emotions, tales that shouldn't have been shared and finally, a kiss that was one more to cover and mend their aching hearts. Their losses had weighed them down, now the responsibility of carrying on Ozpin's work against Salem until his new form had fallen to them. That kiss had only been the start of what was to be a long passionate night between two of the most powerful hunters on Remnant. One a prominent figure and one who worked in the shadows.

Qrow opened his eyes feeling groggy, an unfamiliar ceiling above him. Where the fuck am I? He sat up, scars on his torso from past encounters with both Grimm and human. Why am I naked? There was also a certain stench that he was all to familiar with, a smirk came to his face as he looked to see who his previous night's conquest was. But what he saw, who he saw gave him the chills.

Ah fuck, she's going to kill me. Qrow slipped out of the bed and pulled his underwear and pants on before there was a mumbled from the bed. He turned back to see Glynda's eyes fluttering open. He was going to just leave, make it difficult for her to kick his ass after what they'd done, but he didn't.

"You're… leaving?" Glynda asked, still in the early stages of waking up.

"No… I was." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I figured you'd want my head on a pike." The smile that came to Glynda's face told Qrow he was right, but the words that followed made him realise something.

"If this was a few months ago I think I would have, but right now I'd like the company, maybe a little more than just company." She sat up, her chest and breasts covered in the dark spots that were without question, hickeys from Qrow.

"Well then, how about I go and get us both a cup of coffee and something savoury to eat?" His eyes were fixed on the marks he'd left on her body, wondering what else he'd left down below.

"That sounds wonderful, it'll give me time to make myself presentable too."

"Right, so dark coffee and a pie?" Glynda gave him a disappointed look. "So, you've changed your taste, maybe that's why we had some fun last night." He ducked under his own weapon, thrown at him by Glynda who used her semblance to do so.

"A caramel macchiato and a grain honey roll." Glynda replied, pointing him towards the door. Qrow pulled his shirt on and left his weapon where it landed. He wouldn't be long so he figured he wouldn't need it.

As he walked to the nearest café, he thought about what happened. He and Glynda had gone at it obviously for a while considering the marks, he wasn't even drunk just in disbelief as the memories flooded to his mind clear as day. She has the most perfect tits. Her ass jiggles too. Licking his lips as he entered the café, it would make sense to most that his was simply enjoying the smells within the shop.

By the time Qrow returned, two coffees in a cardboard coffee holder and the food in a paper bag, Glynda was fully dressed. Her usual outfit just with different colours. The white long-sleeved pleated top she wore, was the same only green like her eyes. The high waisted pencil skirt instead on black was a deep grey. Wow, even dressed she looks great.

"Coffee and a roll, just as you ordered." Glynda turned and smiled, the action causing the usually unimpressed Qrow to blush. Dammit, this woman. She took her coffee and roll and went to the table, Qrow joining her in eating their breakfast.

Once they had finished there was an awkward silence, neither seeming to know where to go from there. Both adults, both having had experience, yet but unsure since they held a certain respect and expectation for the other.

"You're serious about following Pyrrha when she leaves to find Emerald?" Glynda finally asked.

"I am. She might need help, she will if her team doesn't decide to go with her." Qrow was bent on finding emerald too, his hatred towards that girl was beyond anything he'd felt before.

"Well make sure you come back to Vale. I'll need a friend and strong ally when we decide to retake Beacon." Qrow looked at her with a face that provided nothing.

"Friend, not friends with benefits?" He asked, a tiny smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Oum." Glynda groaned, putting her palm against her forehead. "Qrow, I'm not one to usually do things like that. It was a one-time thing, I'm not a screw once kind of woman. I want something more." Qrow nodded, acknowledging her reasoning.

"Well, what if it wasn't a one-time thing then? What if you and I did it some more?" Glynda looked up after lifting her head from her palm and held his gaze, studying him.

"I mean a relationship Qrow, I will not simply do it more because it was enjoyable. If you're not going to commit then go back to hunting other skirts." Qrow laughed at this, he had certainly chased more than a few skirts in his time, often succeeding.

"And what if we were to be in a relationship? I can promise that I won't try and get into other skirts until I get back to you." Glynda's cheeks turned pink, flustered by Qrow's sudden offer, as stupid as it sounded.

"You're unbelievable, you just want someone waiting for you when you return don't you." Qrow didn't give an immediate reaction which annoyed the professor.

"Look Glynda, you're and attractive woman, we've known each other for a long time and know each other's semblances. You know what kind of guy I am and I know you're a strict goody good who happens to be fucking sexy." A book hit him in the back of his head, Glynda's eyes held a fire in them, her crop in her hand.

"Ok so I'm making a bad point, but I've always been… worried about being with one person. My semblance isn't the most forgiving, hell it's a plan pain in the ass the majority of the time." This was why Qrow had to keep his distance from his family and friends, he didn't want his misfortune to affect them too much. Thus, the temporary visits to his nieces and Tai over the years.

"Ok, ok. I'll give you a chance Qrow. I've been alone for so long and having someone I think, is attractive even if he can be a bit of an ass. Sounds nice." Glynda had a smile now, something Qrow was surprised about. She said? Is she saying yes? He raised an eyebrow at her making her growl.

He apologised as Glynda got up and rounded on him. She smacked him atop his head and pushed him backwards off the chair. But he didn't hit the ground, her semblance placing him very gently on the ground and moving the chair so he was flat on his back., legs able to extend fully. She straddled him and untied her hair.

"One chance Qrow, you fuck this up and I'll make sure I find a way to make you regret ever suggesting we become a couple, got it?" Qrow nodded quickly, dumbstruck. "Good boy, now how about round two, I'll make sure you know who this cock belongs to." Thank Oum. Qrow prayed, kissing Glynda back as their morning perked up, in many ways.

Weiss

Having been forced home after the fall of Beacon, against her will. Weiss had remained in the Schnee manor, her father giving her only limited freedom. Her brother being a constant pain with his stuck up attitude that Weiss couldn't help but realise, she once had. Whitley thought he was so much better than her, that he knew more, would be more. Too bad I'm the heiress Shitley. Oh how she found her brother annoying, his nose was constantly sniffing around searching for anything she done wrong, not that she cared nearly as much as she used to.

But with her father being over protective, more like freakishly controlling. Weiss didn't get to do as much training as she wanted, she had to revert to training in her room, mostly focusing on her summoning skills. Luckily for her, she had a couple of friends in Atlas, and one that was constantly within reach.

The Schnee family butler in Klein Sieben, a man who had some very strange personalities that went along with the change in his eye colour. Light brown was his normal colour, the colour that Weiss called his normal state. Red was anger, yellow was for his happiness, purple seemed to mean he was tired or tiring.

He was always nice to her, offering comforting words, taking and delivering messages for her. She recalled that even before Beacon he was her best ally there, even more so upon her forced return. He wasn't someone that she would take for granted again.

Another ally, or at least someone she liked more than her father was a person who had constantly visited during her time in her home prison, and that she'd heard argue and even threaten her father. It was General James Ironwood, a man who'd been at the fall of Beacon where his own forces were turned against one another and set against any living thing. It was a disaster for all who experienced it, but his image seen on the screens across Remnant showed him fighting against his robotic soldiers.

Two that were the most surprising were the two that she and Yang had fought in the doubles round, the Faunus Neon Katt and the boy whose father had been bullied her father. The result was Flynt's father being forced out of the Dust business. She'd won his respect in their match and whenever she was able to get news to them, she did, she liked having allies outside her prison.

Today however she arranged for Klein to summon General Ironwood into her room for a quick talk. She needed information and the chance of freedom, he was likely the only person who could provide her with the best of both.

Sitting on her bed in her new attire, a short, glittering dress with a colour gradation of blue to pale blue at the hem, a sweetheart neckline, and a white, tulle petticoat. A white ribbon is wrapped multiple times around her waist, and over the outfit is worn a slightly sheer long-sleeved blue shrug fastened at the collar with a large sapphire broach that has three pendants dangling from it. Printed on the back of the shrug is the Schnee Crest. Completing her attire are dark blue wedge heels and sapphire drop earrings.

She hand picked it, an upgrade from her previous outfit and one that she thought showed her growth both in stature and maturity. A sign of the change she'd gone through since attending Beacon. However, there was one major thing that she had missing from her attire, something she wished she could have gotten from Yang.

She wanted something of Ruby's to complete her attire, something her partner and best friend wore that she could use to make sure a part of Ruby was always physically with her. The months at home had been hard on the Schnee heiress who had been torn away from Vale right after Ruby's funeral, more accurately, as soon as they started putting the dirt on her grave. It was something that pained her to no end. She'd wanted to say her goodbyes, comfort Yang and be comforted by the bright brawler, but she was forced to leave, sobbing and crying, no one helping, not that she blamed Yang in the slightest.

All she got was night after night of tears, crying herself to sleep as the pain remained. Hear heart ached for Ruby and her team, to find the one who'd taken her bestie from the world. But all she got was the cold and uncomfortable prison that was her family estate, a place she would rather not be kept.

With tears in her eyes as she sat there remembering her dear friend, a knock at the door made her heart race in fear. Not now, focus Weiss, dry those tears and make a strong front. She ordered herself, dabbing her tears away with a soft handkerchief, a fresh one unused since it had been sent through the wash.

"Miss Schnee. It's General Ironwood, I understand that you want to have a private meeting." Came the male's voice from the other side of the door. Walking over, Weiss unlocked the door and stood there giving him a small curtsey.

"Thank you for coming to see me General. I'll try not to take too much of your time." She closed the door locking it once Ironwood was inside, but not before mouthing a silent thank you to Klein. She joined him at the small tea table in her room, two seats and a hot tea kettle with cups enough for just them. She poured them both one.

"So, what is it you wanted to know Miss Schnee." Ironwood asked, keeping up with the proper way to address the woman who would one day own the Schnee Dust corporation.

"Questions, information, and a request that I am very hopeful about." Ironwood nodded as he took a sip from his tea. "First… did Winter manage to convince you to send that new prosthetic arm to Yang?"

Ironwood again nodded, but neither of them knew that Yang had yet to try it on, it was stored away in Tai's room as the brawler was still struggling to come to terms with everything that had happened and the almost complete loss of everything she held dear.

"Good… Good, thank you for helping her with that." Weiss had been the one to suggest Winter get an arm made for Yang, the very best, the pinnacle of Atlas technology for her friend.

"It was a simple decision really. Your friend is a competent warrior, a warrior without an arm is nothing, feels empty, pathetic." Weiss knew Ironwood could attest to that, Winter had told her that almost his entire right half was Prosthetic from an old military wound.

"I just hope she's recovering… And what's happening in Vale? Have they retaken the school yet? Can I return there?" Ironwood expression darkened as he shook his head.

"Vale isn't being very cooperative with Atlas right now, and with how my forces were made to attack Vale, Vacuo and Mistral aren't as trusting as they once were." Weiss pressed him for more information, but all she got was. "We can't afford to weaken our boarders at the moment. Not with threats all around us."

To Weiss, this sounded very bad. Does he mean that Atlas could be force into a war? There hasn't been a war since the great war. She grew worried about the future of the world; the great war had lasted around a decade with the Vacuo and Vale alliance winning against the Mantle and Mistral alliance. Mantle was the capital back then but it was moved to Atlas.

The Vytal Festival was commissioned to happen, named after the island of Vytal where the treaty to end the war was made and signed. It was held every two years and went from one kingdom to another to make things fair. Beacon had been holding the 40th festival when Beacon was targeted and attacked.

Eighty years of peace… undone by who? Weiss knew Atlas wouldn't have so openly attacked Vale, their relationship had seemed strong enough as the countries two prominent members were somewhat friends. It was well known that Ozpin and Ironwood were in frequent talks, partly because they were both headmasters of their respective hunter training schools.

"Then, then can you at least get me out of here? I can serve under Winter or you can make her my guardian until I'm eighteen. I can't stay here, it's awful." This was Weiss' request, the best chance she had of getting out from her father's overwhelming control was to have General Ironwood escort her out.

"I'm sorry Miss Schnee but doing that would be against your father's wishes and cause some political worry. I've already taken one of his daughters, for me to take you also would surely make it seem as though I was trying to undermine him." Ironwood had a genuinely apologetic expression on his face as he told her all of this.

"But it'll be of my choice, I don't want to be here, I want to be with Winter, my father is…"

"In charge of you until you come of age." Ironwood interrupted, closing his eyes unable to look at her. "Your sister is currently on assignment in Mistral anyway. There is no way I can risk sending you there, you could interrupt her mission."

Weiss was both furious and forlorn. Having Ironwood tell her no and give reasons that were completely stupid to her in every manner since she wanted nothing to leave, she knew what he meant. I'll just have to figure out another way out of here. I can't stay.

"I understand General. I am sorry for wasting your time with my, foolish request." She got up and went to the door unlocking it, letting Ironwood know that he was being dismissed from her presence.

"If there is anything you need that will not affect the relationship between your father and I, please get word to me of how I can help. I hope to see your name show up on my desk in the future, you're almost at the age for enrolment in the Atlas military after all." He gave a small bow, noting the glum look on the young heiress' face before taking his leave.

Weiss returned to her bed, flopping onto it after kicking her heels off. She stared up at the ceiling with her right wrist on her forehead. Stupid Ironwood, stupid politics. I should be able to choose my future, Winter would support me. If only I could contact her, or find her… "That's it!" Weiss said sitting up with a renewed sense of purpose.

I'll see you soon Winter, just give me a little more time before I come after you. She got up and went right back to her summoning training, the arm and sword of the knight glowing, it's legs also showing up this time, although only to just above the knight's knees.

White Fang Underling

Having searched Vale for the girl called Yang, the blonde bombshell that in the tournament footage was teamed up with Blake Belladonna in the team battles, the underling had gathered more information. He found that she was living on the island of Patch just off the coast of Vale, a small island that was relatively peaceful and untouched, even the number of Grimm on the island was insanely low.

The island itself was large and was home to one of the primary combat schools that was used to train and educate children in fighting the Grimm. It was covered by large areas of forest making it seem more devoid of humans than other places. Though with the school for hunters in training and a single large city with a port, it was still very advanced, and considering its close proximity to Vale, well supplied and protected.

Getting on the next ship he'd made his way over to the island, the information on the finalists being very easy to find. Each one's name listed, hometown, a like and dislike, their team name and school they were representing. It was enough for him to track her to Patch and from there it was just a matter of time before he stumbled upon Yang in town.

Her long golden mane tied back into a pony tail, her lack of arm as his commander Adam had describe was the real give away though. But there was no Blake with her at that point. He stalked her the entire time she was in town, his brown bear ears getting a few people looking at him. Luckily for him, he wasn't wearing his White Fang mask and Faunus were treated well on Patch, much better than any place save for Menagerie of course.

He followed her home to a small house in the woods. He remained under the cover of the trees and bushes, living a few meters inside the forest in a small makeshift shelter where he lived for several days. He had to remain there to watch the house, making sure that there was no sign of Blake.

What he saw was three females and a single man, all of which trained almost every day. He was acutely aware that they could probably all beat him in a fight. But after days of seeing nothing but them, two blondes, one male and one female, as well as two twins living and training together, he came to the conclusion that Blake was not living with the dismembered human.

Though he figured Adam would like to know that the girl was training once again, not that she would be any match for Adam's power. Stupid girl, she should have just died when Adam intended her to. With that thought in mind, the underling left his post.

Getting off Patch was easy, and once in Vale he met up with a group of White Fang members who were still stirring up trouble from time to time in the troubled captial. He gave his report to the superiors there but was told to go and personally report his findings to their leader, a mission that would take a while given that Adam was said to be returning to Menagerie.

Hey all! Sorry it took me so bloody long to update, I had lost the motivation to write anything for a long while, but with this I hope to get back in the groove.

I know this isn't what a few of you want, but before I get back to Yang I wanted to highlight a few other points of interest for my story.

Thank you to those who have left comments, they made me smile and laugh, often getting me to open up the document and write even a little. Thanks for the support.