For the love of all things in Remnant...he ain't going to Beacon! And as to what Angel is...well... it's kinda answered here, but not really. You'll find out more later. Also, I will do more character building for Casper, Angel, and Auburn. I'll throw out a bone here, Auburn's team will be popping up soon. All I'm gonna say. Anyway, read. I hope it's enjoyable!

Waking up with a groan, he looked around. He was in another building. It looked similar to the hospital he had been in, except for several differences. One thing was that his head was pounding, and he had chains on him. He tried to snap them, but his dust ability didn't feel like working.

A nearby door opened, that he noticed looked shockingly similar to a blast door, and the white haired girl from before walked in. Now that he had time to look at her, she ran his eyes over her. She had on an all white cloak, her gun was strapped to her back, she had some mechanical device over her eye that focused in on him. In her mouth she had a sugar cookie that she nibbled on. Her other eye was a soft blue that looked him over as well

"I told him he didn't have to hurt you to bring you in," she grumbled. "You're pissed at him, ain't you?"

He shrugged. "Not really. He's human, so what would you expect from one? Also, who are you?"

"My name's Angel," she said, swallowing the cookie. "And you're…?"

"Just call me the Demon. I don't see any reason to give you my real name. I won't be here long anyway."

"Do you even know where here is?" Angel asked as she wiped her hands off on her legs. "Do you?"

"Hmm…nope!" he said with a cocky grin. "But I have people who will get me."

"Hm…I dunno. I mean this facility is secret," she mumbled. "And only a select few know about it."

"Even still…" he grinned. "They'll come. I know they will."

"Hmph. Whatever you say," she grumbled. "So, will you work with us to get rid of the world of evil?" she asked bluntly. "Join Beacon and stuff?"

"Hah! Nope! Anyway, what is good really?"

"Well, its those people who fight to make the world a better place," Angel said as she looked over at him.

"And I'm fighting for it my own way correct?"

"Yes but it's not the right way," she said. "There are better ways it can be done."

"So what? My way is just faster. It may be more violent and the like, but it's another way to get the same result. You just want it because my way involves the Faunus being on top. A human like you wouldn't like it would you?"

"You're right, I don't like it, but for a different reason in all. Maybe that's one, but the other reason is that it's just wrong. You're hurting people and damaging companies. Companies that bring in lots of money for lots of people."

"Those same companies abuse Faunus. So what, I should sit to the side and do nothing? Sorry, not gonna happen."

"True, but there are legal battles against them that can be fought in order to gain Faunus more rights."

"Those take too long. I rather fight now for something I can fight for to help others. You want to help them in the long run, but if I were to get what I want now, then I'd already have Faunus rights for all of us. Well, all of my kind. I don't care what happens to you humans."

"You act as if we're different."

"We are."

"We aren't," she argued, getting agitated.

"Yes we are," he said with a grin. "If we weren't, then why are we being discriminated against? Why do we have better adaptations than you? Simple, we're better than you humans."

She sighed and stood up. "I'll relay what you said to Oz. He won't be happy that you won't join us, but oh well. He'll come to talk to you about it sooner or latter. Goodbye Demon," she said before she turned and left.

A week passed before anything happened. A meal was given to him by a guard with a white mask on, just a pure, white, mask every day, 3 times. He had his own bathroom in there, but there was never any sign of escape. Not to mention, his powers never felt like working, so he had to simply sit and wait. He spent most of the day exercising to keep in shape, because he knew Adam would get pissed if he didn't.

Exactly a week after everything had happened, there was a loud explosion that shook the building to the core. Casper had been asleep at the time, but the explosion shook the bed with enough force to send him tumbling out, banging his head on the ground. He groaned and sat up, looking around. "Da hell's going on?" he grumbled aloud.'

The stomping from feet outside his door made him walk up and knock on it. "Hey! What's going on!" he called out.

Nobody answered him, the guards guarding him even left to see what was going on. He sighed and sat down. "Aw…I wish they would at least tell me what's going on…" he grumbled.

A second explosion, then a third went off before a fourth one went off. The fourth one however blew open the wall next to him, sending pieces of rubble flying past him. He looked up in surprise and saw Adam standing there.

"A-!' he said happily, only to get hit on his head and let out a soft whine. "Ow…what was that for!"

"For being an idiot and getting captured!" he snarled before he took out his sword and broke his chains. He threw a new pair of tomahawks to him, as well as his old clothes and mask. "Here, get ready. It was a pain in the ass to get here, so you better be ready to go."

"Alright. No reason to have hit me though…" he grumbled as he got dressed again. His ears twitched happily as he felt the familiar cloth on him again. "Thanks for getting me my stuff."

"Another thing that took extra time to get…" Adam grumbled before turning and hopping out the hole he had made. He followed him, landing with a roll before looking around.

"Was I in a prison?" he asked curiously. In fact it looked like one. High, concrete walls, a thick forest surrounding it with one, dirt road out. Several buildings scattered through the compound made of concrete, most likely with more facilities underground with small windows. The only building that seemed to not be underground or above ground was where he had been blown out, which was inside the cliff's face. Yes, the facility was up against cliff side.

"No. This is a facility to help train amazing soldiers, hunters, and huntresses. Beacon owns it," Adam said as they began running.

"Oh really, so that freckles girl was from it?" he asked as they broke into a sprint.

"Freckles?" Adam asked, confused.

"Um…well…now I don't see her right now, but she was a ginger with lots of freckles. There was also this white haired girl named Angel."

"Angel?" he smirked. "And you're sure you're not just hallucinating? You're the Demon, so why would they have someone named Angel?"

"Fine! Don't listen to me!" he grumbled as they kept on sprinting. At the edge of the compound was a bullhead, waiting for them. There was a white fang pilot in the front and half a dozen other soldiers nearby.

"I'm surprised you had authorization to pull this off."

"I have strings that I can pull," Adam said as they loaded onto the bullhead. "Not to mention you're an important asset to the White Fang and to her."

"Ah. So they didn't abandon me?" he asked, curious. "Could have sworn they did."

"Idiot," Adam said as he hit him on the back of his head. "You did something stupid. It was 8 on 1 I heard, why would you even try to challenge them. You're at fault for not trying to escape."

"Ow…" he grumbled from the hit as he followed him onto the ship. "So are we going back to the base?"

"No. First we go visit Cinder. She is…not pleased with you."

"Cinder?" he rolled his eyes before remembering how quickly she had kicked his ass. A shiver ran through him. "How pissed?"

"Very." He turned and sat down, the other guards doing so as well.

Watching the compound fade away, Casper turned to him. "So how did you get me out?"

"Simple. Explosives and bullets. We did lose around 50 soldiers in the process…and several bullheads."

"Damn…" he mumbled. "I caused a lot of problems…but wait, what about Mercury and Emerald? They assisted in the problem making."

"According to her, they've already been punished."

"Oh…damn…was hoping someone would suffer with me…" he mumbled as the ship turn and flew off towards the warehouses of Vale, the area with the White Fang symbol rotating so that it was smooth and looked like another simple section of the ship.

He looked across a table at Cinder, fidgeting in place. Her neatly done nails clicked against the table as she stared at him across a mahogany desk, her grimace showing how pissed she was. They were in an apartment in vale where nobody talked, nobody asked questions, and nobody entered this apartment building without a purpose. Even street thugs knew not to come close to the building with the intention to steal.

"So…" she finally said, her voice sweet and sultry with malice laced through it, making him look up. "What the hell did you do?"

"Well…I was up on deck…fighting…" she saw her smile become more malicious. "And it was going fine. I was kicking ass and winning, but then suddenly everything went black and I was in the hospital."

She made a ball of fire in her hand. "Clearly you're weren't winning if you lost!"

"Someone shot me from somewhere!" he said quickly, raising his hands. "They weren't on any of the ships either! There's no way they could have gotten a steady shot off!"

"I need something better…" she said, the flame growing bigger.

"I escaped just find, but Oz, you know the head honcho from Beacon came with a girl named Angel and some girl with freckles who took me out. Didn't help that I had no weapons."

The fire vanished and she looked at him through narrowed eyes. "What?"

"Some girl dressed in all white and some girl with freckles took me out. The girl in all white was named Angel," he repeated, looking over at her. "Why? Do they mean something important?"

"…possibly…" she said as she turned around. She pulled out a file and tossed it. "These people?"

There were two exact pictures of them. The girl with freckles had a name tag of Penny, while the other was labeled Angel.

"Yeah them…why do you have a file on them?" he asked as he handed them back to her.

"They're special projects from Beacon and Atlas. That's all you need to know for now, if I think you should know more, I'll tell you."

"…alright…" It doesn't sit well with me, but if that's what she says, I can't oppose her. He thought as he stood up. "So is that all?"

"It is. Return to Adam, I'll contact him when I need you two for another mission, until then do what you wish."

He bowed and nodded, turning to leave while Cinder picked up the file and looked through it with a sigh. "So they're making their move hmm? Well, I guess that means we'll just have to move faster than earlier."

She picked up her scroll and ran down to Adam's private number and called him. "Get the White Fang moving. It's time for that plan."

"…" there was silence on the other end for a few moments before he finally asked, "Which plan?"

"We're stealing top secret military gear. I want you and Casper to lead the assault. Of course, none of my people will be getting onvolved, but if the White Fang were to do it, who'd expect anything different?"

"Does this need to be quiet or can we go in loud?"

"I'd prefer quiet," Cinder said as she leaned back. "For example, ambushing the transportation of the goods as its being transported."

A short wave of silence followed before he asked, "And do you have that information?"

She let out a soft feminine chuckle, "Of course I do. Roman isn't useless."

"That can be debated…" Adam grumbled.

"Did you say something?" Cinder asked as she sent the data through her scroll.

"Nope," Adam said as he opened them on his own scroll. "Wait…there are three different transport trucks…going three different routes."

"What I'm asking to be stolen is rather bulky, so prepare for lots of fighting. Not to mention, you will lose some soldiers and have to split them up. Each one has vital parts to it. I'd like you take care of the most delicate one, the one heading through the highway has the programming to the device locked away inside a harddrive. I want it brought back in one piece."

"Done."

"Your White Fang soldiers or whatever you call them can get the bottom half of what I want stolen, that one is the one that goes through the beachside."

"Done."

"And your assistant, pet, whatever you call him-"

"Assistant," Adam clarified. "Nothing more or less."

"Okay, your assistant can go get the top half, the one traveling through the forests. Each one will be with an armed transport, so do what needs to be done."

"Done. Anything else Cinder?"

"No, that's all that needs to be said for now. Just get ready. The transport leaves in two days, and I want everything in place by tomorrow."

"Done," he said before hanging up.

Cinder looked out her window, her snake-like smirk coming back. "Now what will you do Ozpin when I steal your little toys?"

Ah, what will happen next? What is good and what is bad? Follow or favorite if you like it and want to read it, and review if you have something you think you should say. Anyway, everyone have a nice day! Ciao!