Author's Note: Here is ch 12! We're slowly building up to Adam returning to Blake.. and the eventual conflict that arises in the future.~ Enjoy.

*TheBritishRose*- Yep, Yang had to forget someone.. At first I had it written out that she had forgotten Blake, but.. that seemed the wrong path to take. From the start I tinkered with the prospect of her forgetting her very mother, all the memories, fights, everything between them. That seemed more suitable. I hope you agree haha! Ooo, you mean the eventual Yang-Blake x Adam fight?

The White Fang marksman had secured a location in the ruins of a building's rooftop, which was shadowed by the body of a large aircraft that had slammed into it hours ago. The smoldering smoke still stirred heat, but the fire from it had died over an hour prior. From here, he could see.

Halcyon was locked in a heated battle with Beowolves. His hands moved with the grace of a highly trained fighter, his Atlas-military coat flapping behind him as he slid around the Beo's strike. His leg shifted, his booted top slamming into the Beo's side with enough force that when he applied his semblance, it sent the Beo slamming into the wall of a structure.

"Tch." The Fang soldier muttered as he lined his rifle, peering down the sight to locate his target.

Halcyon Gild. A high ranking Atlas military personnel. He was in the way.. A Grimm swooped down and Halcyon punched the beast's jaw, making him hit the ground with enough force to break concrete. Halcyon was strong. He grabbed one of the wings, using it to literally swing the body of the Grimm up into the air at another that was flying down. The pair were sent rocketing away with screeches.

Four new Grimm birds soared down and Halcyon thrust his fists together, his gloved hands sending out a pulse of gold energy.

He lifted a hand, thumb up, licking his lips as something appeared, falling into his other hand that was held slightly back. A spear. He planted his feet very firmly before launching the spear toward the center most one. He held a device in his other hand as he lowered it, sliding his thumb down the side to imitate it. Once the spear connected with the bird it sent out a pulse via the device's command, and the birds exploded into smoke. The spear dropped a few feet within radius before sailing back into his hand.

He caught it expertly.

Just as he was about to catch it the White Fang soldier fired. As he caught it the bullet clipped into the man's shoulder. Just as he was about to spin towards the marksman's direction he had already re-aligned.. and fired again, this time hitting his forehead just as he turned.

He tapped his comm. "Target down."

Adam tightened his hand around Wilt's hilt, his fingers tapping along the part in his hold as he eyed Fay down like a dead man.

"Atlas will not fall today, I assure you. We will rebuild the damage and thrive." Fay Ashcroft said with a smile, his hard features making the gesture seem more deadly and dangerous. The fire on his arms seemed to grow a little brighter and heavier, not hurting the skin underneath.

"That could prove true, perhaps, but Atlas will be down two of it's main leaders."

Fay's eyes narrowed. Just as he said that Adam's comm buzzed at his waist. He gazed down with an arched brow beneath his mask. "Target down." The voice of his marksman came through and a grin split Adam's face as he peered back up to Fay.

"Well, it seems one of the two is already out of the picture."

"Who was it? Who did you have your men kill?" A cold edge had seeped into Fay's frame, tensing him up with an angry glare to his eye.

"I'm sure they'll find his body among the street somewhere." Adam said dismissively.

Fay grit his teeth as the fire began to crackle on his arms. He darted forth, meeting Adam, who yanked his blade out to defend himself as the fires exploded around him. Adam shoved, pushing Fay back before he jumped away, flinging Wilt at him and running to sweep-kick Fay.

Fay had just landed and raised his arms, using the fire to shift the blade's path down into the ground to his right but was unprepared for his legs being shifted. He fell but used his momentum to his advantage, twisting his weight around to slam his foot against Adam's shoulder, flinging him away. He grabbed Wilt and threw it at Adam, who rolled. He rose to his feet, pulling Wilt free and smiled.

"You fight like a feral monster." Adam commented, the irony of it not missing either.

"Says the bull-headed brat." Fay quipped, his tone as icy as his expression. He hadn't broken a sweat and neither had Adam.

The thing that Adam sharply recalled about Fay's semblance wasn't that he could fling fire everywhere.. it was that it was a perfect defense. It took the brute of attacks and kept him undamaged beneath and it was offensive enough to use when striking to cause burns or light things on fire. Getting struck with that kind of heat wouldn't be good for Adam, so he had to move carefully.

The two darted forward to meet each other midway- Adam used his sword as both his protection and his offense, striking when he could get a hit in, but was met by Fay's defense, his arms shifting and weaving like a boxer, taking blow after blow with the fire as his shield. When Adam had enough energy stored he unleashed it onto Fay in a powerful strike, using the attack to dash forth in a spur of black movement. When Fay lifted his arms to defend Adam appeared just at his back.

The two stood that way for a moment before Fay grunted, the energy having dissolved from Adam's attack to reveal that Wilt was wedged into Fay's chest, jutting out his back. Blood had trickled down Fay's mouth, dripping from his chin as he held the ghost of a smile.

"Bravo." Fay muttered, glancing to the boy. He coughed, more blood leaking from his mouth as it poured from his chest wound. "One could almost say I feel.. proud of you for how far you've come in.. battle prowess.. but you've wasted it on the enemy.." He frowned, peering up towards the blue sky. "Cardinal will-" He coughed, Adam yanking the blade out now so that Fay staggered. "-not be pleased.."

He collapsed onto the ground.

Adam hit his comm for his marksman to hear and all the other soldiers. "Mission complete. We head back to HQ."