Chapter 13- Shattered
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, back the truck up. You think that Nicky- our favorite, lovable grump, who has tried to kill each of us via glaring at least once, and whom I've seen slay giant Grimm without batting an eye- is being 'bullied?'" Oran sat on the edge of his bed with a look of disbelief on his face.
Across from him, sitting on Oreonna's mattress, was Maybelle and the cat faunus herself, the late afternoon sun shining in through their dorms window. "If Angus Carne is involved, then we can bet that's what I saw," May said with an annoyed look.
"You sound like you know from experience," Oreonna interjected softly, her hands clasped together in her lap, "I take it you two have a history with this 'Angus' guy?"
Maybelle could tell her partner was trying to get her to talk about what happened at Vast again, but this wasn't the time to get into that. Besides, Angus had played such a small part in what she'd went through it hardly even mattered in her mind, but she did know a thing or two about the bull faunus. "Yeah, me and Oran graduated the same year as him at Vast," the cow girl looked to her orange haired teammate to confirm to Oreonna, the only one in the room that hadn't attended the combat prep school.
"Yeah, Angus; Not just the founder of the douche bag club, but also a proud, card carrying member," Oran replied with an uncharacteristic scowl on his face. "I was really hoping he wouldn't get into Shade, honestly. Four years of sharing the same air as him was more than enough, reeeeeeeally not looking forward to making it eight."
Oreonna frowned, it seemed like she was starting to get a good picture about the kind of person Angus was. "Okay, so what's his beef with Nichol?" she asked. Oran snorted loudly from across the room, it took the cat girl a second to realize the pun she'd unintentionally made in regards to the bovine faunus. Oreonna put her face into her hands and slumped forward with a groan, "Oh my god. Oran, you are the worst."
The hyena faunus looked the proudest he'd ever been, "Heh, heh, my subliminal training appears to be working." The orange haired teen started rubbing his mechanical hands together in a sinister fashion, "Yes, Oreo, give into the puns, it is foolish to resist."
"Guys," Maybelle said trying her best to get her team to focus. Once she had the cat and hyena faunus' attention, May continued, "Angus just... hates humans, nobody knows why, he just does, and he goes out of his way to torment any that he comes across. The only thing he hates more than a human is a faunus who defends one. So at the very least, he's consistent," the blonde berzerker leaned back on her elbows on her partners bed, "and now, it looks like Nichol is his newest target."
Oreonna crossed her arms in front of herself with a concerned look, "It sounds like you guys know about this stuff first hand... did this guy ever... y'know, target either of you before?"
Maybelle sighed, her partner was persistent if nothing else, but thankfully Oran took the initiative to answer first, "He tried more than once with me, but I'm the type to laugh that kind of stuff off, in case you hadn't noticed." The hyena boy shrugged, "He never got physical if that's what you mean, but I kinda wish he had, then I would have had an excuse to introduce him to the twins," Oran said, bringing up his robotic fists and kissing each affectionately.
Maybelle hoped that Oreonna was too entranced by Oran's bizarre behavior to notice she hadn't answered the question. Angus had been the source of more than a few stressful days in the cow faunus' life, but he hadn't been alone in that. When May had began her fourth year at Vast, that was when rumors of her "promiscuity" had started spreading like wildfire and everyday at the academy became a trial for the blonde. Angus had been at the front of the line though, and was one of the most vocal of her antagonizers, he also wasn't afraid to say such degrading things to the cow girls face. It wasn't that May couldn't defend herself, it's just Angus chose to fight on a battlefield the blonde had no defense against; a war of words.
In addition to his imposing size and strength, Angus was also smart and manipulative, which was a terrible combination. While Maybelle could easily match him in a fight, when it came to quick thinking, she just lacked that killer instinct. Angus would just grab a posse and start talking down to the cow faunus and Maybelle would have no defense, while the bull faunus just laughed at her trying to come up with a comeback. It was infuriating, thinking about those days. Looking back, May could always think of tons of things to say, but in the moment her mind would always draw a blank as the insults were thrown at her.
It'd been hell, but it had nothing to do with the subject at hand. Unfortunately, the expectant look Oreonna was giving Maybelle meant she was still waiting for a reply from her. "It's not important, we need to focus on what to do with Nichol right now," May said, trying to dodge the issue yet again. From the corner of her eye however, Maybelle could see her cat eared partner giving her a sideways glance, the sudden change in subject apparently not going unnoticed by Oreonna.
The cow girl knew she was going to have to tell Oreonna about what had happened at Vast someday, but now really wasn't the time, though she wondered how long she'd be able to keep using that excuse. Oran knew already... mostly, the brawler and Maybelle hadn't really "hung out" much at their previous school, they'd got along fine, they just existed in different social circles back then. Regardless, the blonde was grateful for the hyena boys discreetness regarding the events, especially when it came to Oreonna finding out. Maybelle wanted to tell her partner everything, but with all that had been going on this first week at Shade, she just hadn't found the right-
No, she could lie to everyone else, but she at least had to be honest with herself; she was afraid. It was clear that in the short time Oreonna had known May that the cat faunus had developed a kind of bond with her, along with the insane notion that her leader was some kind of unstoppable goddess that could do no wrong, or at least that was the vibe May had gotten when she managed to catch a peak at the letter Oreonna was writing to her dad yesterday on her scroll. It was cute that her partner thought so highly of her, and May would be lying if she said there wasn't some small, incredibly vain part of her that enjoyed it, but Maybelle of all people knew she wasn't the kind of person her partner thought she was. That's why the cow girl was so reluctant to tell her the truth, she wanted to be that unwavering, pillar of strength for the cat girl... for as long as she could anyway. May... cared about Oreonna, her partner was an incredibly kind person and was going to be an amazing huntress someday, she could tell. Maybelle hated feeling like she was being deceitful to her, but if she could, she wanted to play the part of the infallible leader for just a little longer.
First though, they had to deal with Angus, "If Angus has his sights set on Nichol, we need to stop him," May said with conviction.
Oreonna nodded in response, "You're right, I might not be Nichol's biggest fan, but if this guy's half as bad as you both say, then we have to do something." Maybelle gave her partner an impressed look. Being willing to help someone you don't necessarily like? That was a big part of being the hunters they were all training to become; someone willing to save others without discrimination.
"Count me in, obviously," Oran chimed in, "I'm never gonna get Nicky to crack a smile with horns for brains pouring gasoline on that grump fire inside her."
"Grump... fire?" Maybelle mumbled in confusion.
"I really don't get what your fascination is with making that sour girl smile," Oreonna interjected. "First of all, I'm pretty sure it's impossible, and if you do manage to do it, I wouldn't rule out the chance of the universe collapsing in on itself as a result of you messing with the laws of reality." Oran smirked a bit at that, while May continued to look on confused as she kept trying to imagine what a "grump fire" would look like. "Secondly, if you want her to smile so bad, why don't you just... I don't know... um..." Oreonna thought for a moment before blurting out the first thing that came to mind, "strap her to a gurney and tickle her until she can't breathe from laughing?"
The other two members of team MOON gave Oreonna a shocked look, as the cat girl realized the implications of what she just suggested. "...Wow... Oreo..." May said with an amused look, "You uh... think about doing that a lot?" she said with a smile as she teased her teammate.
"I-I was just spit-balling!" the now red faced violinist cried out as she turned away from her friends in embarrassment.
"Okay, first off; Damn." Oran said with amusement on his face, "Second; Seriously, damn, Oreonna."
The cat faunus buried her burning face in her hands again, "You're both the worst and I hate you and I'm not even listening anymore," she quickly mumbled out through her fingers.
The orange haired jokester laughed a bit more before continuing, "Thirdly: you can't just force a smile on someones face, it's gotta come naturally," he explained, "It's gotta sneak up on them, like when you've had the worst day ever and you're friend says something so stupid and funny you can't help but bust a gut, and just like that your world feels a little brighter." Maybelle smiled softly at Oran, she could understand where he was coming from with this, and judging by the look on Oreonna's face, now that she had recovered and was back in the conversation, she did too. "I just... Nichol seems like she'd got a lot of bad days behind her, all I wanna do is make one of her future ones a little less... cloudy? I guess?" Oran rubbed the back of his shaggy head sheepishly as he finished, the dorm room settled into silence.
"Wow, Oran," Oreonna was the first to speak up, "that's... actually surprisingly deep for you."
"Pshh, I've always been deep," the hyena faunus said with a toothy smile, "you guys just haven't been paying enough attention."
Oreonna and May shared an eye roll at Oran's expense before the teams leader got to her feet, "Alright, we're all on the same page then, I think the next step should be to let Nichol know that we're gonna help her with this."
"You really expect that conversation to go well?" Oreonna asked doubtfully.
"She doesn't have to want our help, we just have to be willing to offer it," Maybelle retorted as she pulled her scroll out of her pocket. As leader of team MOON, Maybelle had been given all her teammates schedules, mainly so that she could get homework assignments from missed classes, but today it served a secondary purpose; a way of finding out which part of the academy Nichol was in right now. Team MOON had been on their free period for the last hour, the three members present had decided to use this time to discuss the issue at hand, and as usual no one had a clue where Nichol was, but they knew where she would be. "It looks like Nichol will be heading to Advanced Aura Control on the fifth floor next. we should try and catch her before she gets there."
"Aww, yeah," Oran said excitedly, pumping his arms up and down, "Operation 'Stop Nicky from being bullied by the ass-hat Angus that hopefully involves us laying a team MOON flavored beat down on his double cheeseburger with extra ugly face' is a go!... But we might need a better mission name though, it doesn't exactly roll off the tongue. Neither does the abbreviation; SNFBBBTAATHIULATMFBDOHDCWEUF? Meh, maybe we could call it- hey where did you guys go?"
Sure enough, Maybelle and Oreonna had both left the room halfway through Oran's babbling. The hyena faunus sprung up off his bed after them as he resumed thinking out loud about names for team MOON's new operation. Maybelle was feeling like a true leader for the first time since the Blighted Catacombs. Most of her team was aligned in a common goal now, and while she couldn't say for certain that Nichol was going to be thrilled with their meddling, she was sure they were doing the right thing. Or at the very least, it certainly couldn't make things any worse, right?
Maybelle and company headed down the hall and towards the nearby stairwell, sure they could have taken the elevator, but a little extra exercise never hurt anyone. The cow girl felt her apprehension grow as she descended the stairs, she wasn't looking forward to another altercation between herself and Angus, they had not gone in her favor in the past, but it was different now, she had Oran and Oreonna behind her. It was time to prove to her former tormentor that things were going to be different here, she was a leader now and her team was going to be unbreakable after today. Just as May started to feel a new wave of confidence, the team arrived at the fifth floor, they hadn't even gotten out of the stairwell before they started hearing sounds of an argument not far from them.
Oh no, May thought to herself as she broke into a run towards the familiar voices she heard,
"If all you have is more meager insults to throw at me, beast, then go waste someone elses time."
"Easy there, silver fox, me and my friends just want to talk is all."
"I don't have time for this, you and your fellow idiots can either get out of my way, or-"
"Or what, humie? You gonna move all four of us yourself?"
There was no mistaking who's voices these were now. Nichol's aggravated tones were unmistakable and Maybelle felt her skin crawl at the sound of Angus' booming voice. The cow girl slid around the corner, nearly knocking over a pair of students trying to escape the argument taking place in the hall outside the classrooms.
There it was, just the scene Maybelle had been hoping not to come across; Nichol once again cornered by all four members of team ANGS, and in front of her silver haired teammate was the horned leader himself, a satisfied smirk stretched across his face just below the golden ring piercing his nose.
May didn't even hesitate this time, her spirit booming, ready for retribution, "HEY!" she shouted down the hall, getting all five students attention as Oreonna and Oran caught up with her, each of them standing at her side. May didn't want the altercation to become physical, but if it did they would be ready.
Angus was the first to look towards them, his face going from surprise, to agitation, to recognition, to a kind of malicious amusement and May couldn't help but notice that look was just as punchable as it had always been. She lied, she really hoped Angus gave her a reason for this to become physical.
The rest of team ANGS all seemed to notice at the same time, as the three faunus cronies all turned to look at Maybelle as well. The tall, lean one at Angus' side had a pair of pointed wolf ears sticking out of a mess of dark gray hair with a few streaks of black in it. Next to him was a round looking, brown haired boy with matching colored bear ears on his head. The last member had a shaved head and a wiry frame, with small patches of scales all over his face and arms, he glared at team MOON through a pair of yellow, slitted pupils.
Nichol was the last one to notice her teams arrival, as she had to turn a full 180 degrees to face them. Maybelle had a hard time deciphering her silver haired teammates expression. She was so used to Nichol giving her and the other members of team MOON annoyed glares that the face of confusion and surprise staring back at her was unusual to say the least.
"What are-" Nichol started before Angus pushed past her, cutting her off.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here," he said as he crossed his muscular arms, "I was wondering if you'd actually show up to defend this little psychopath. It's always a pleasure to see you Maybelle."
May clenched her fist angrily, "Leave her alone," she spoke in a clear, precise voice, as the three newcomers slowly closed the distance between themselves and team ANGS.
The leader of the opposing team chuckled darkly, "Oh yeah? You three gonna make us?"
"Damn right!" Oran said, hands on his hips, a determined look on his face.
Angus didn't even look at the hyena faunus, instead choosing to stay focused on May, "Don't tell me, Daffidys, is this chick-" he said referring to a still confused Nichol, "-part of your new harem here at Shade? Wow, you move fast, gotta say I'm impressed," the belittling bull faunus smiled sickeningly at the blonde, "but I guess some people never change, huh?"
Instantly all the old feelings Maybelle had been trying so desperately to repress from Vast came back. Angus had a way of saying something and getting exactly the response he wanted from his victims, he had them seeing red whenever he saw fit. Maybelle wouldn't be surprised if Angus' semblance was just being able to piss people off, it certainly would explain a lot. It all felt very familiar to the cow girl, just like before, the anger was there, but the words wouldn't come to May. She hated this feeling of helplessness, but what made things even worse was that there was more truth to this insult than she would have liked. In the end, what right did she have to defend herself when she knew exactly what kind of person she really was?
"Shut the hell up!" a voice to Maybelle's left cried out, Oreonna stepping forwards towards Angus, "You don't know a damn thing about the kind of person May is! And we're not just gonna sit by and let you make up lies again just to hurt someone else!"
"Oreonna wait-" May tried to interject, but it was too late.
"What?" Angus said incredulously, his attention now focused solely on the small cat faunus he'd originally paid no mind to before.
Oreonna's resolve wavered a bit under the burly faunus' gaze, "You... you're the one who spread all those rumors about Maybelle at Vast, right?"
Maybelle felt the bottom drop out of her stomach, now she desperately wished she'd taken the time to explain her situation with Angus earlier to Oreonna. She had to say something before-
"Wait, what?"
Too late.
Angus' sneer returned, "Oh, Maybelle, Maybelle, Maybelle, what kind of lies have you been telling your little friend here?"
Oreonna looked from Angus to her partner in confusion. The cow faunus felt her mouth go dry as she tried to speak, "I didn't... Oreonna, I-"
"Let me clear some things up for you, two tones, by the way it takes real talent to be on a team with Oran "No Hands" Bellows and still be the one with the freakiest hair color."
The cat faunus winced slightly at the jab. Next to her Oran stepped forward, "Hey! Don't you dare-"
"Quiet, Bellows! People with hands are talking!" Angus shouted, interrupting Oran's outburst before looking back at Oreonna again, "Can't you see I'm trying to clear my name in the eyes of this clearly very gullible girl?"
A small crowd of students heading to class had started to gather around the eight of them, whispering quietly to each other. Angus seemed to revel in the attention he was receiving as he waved a finger at Maybelle, "Tell us, May, just how many girlfriends did you go though in just that first year at Vast?" The cow faunus felt her throat tighten, she could feel every eye in the hallway on her now, but she didn't answer the question. "Hmm? Don't remember? I understand, it can be hard to keep track once you hit double digits after all," the whispers got louder, Maybelle couldn't believe this was happening to her all over again, and she felt just as powerless as before to stop it.
She knew that any denial she made would only make her look worse, and at the rate Angus was going, he'd just steamroll it anyway. All the bovine faunus could think to do was tighten her fists at her side and clench her teeth in frustration, ride out this storm and hope against hope that her lack of a reaction would be enough to make Angus to think his jabs had no effect and he'd drop this.
However the bull faunus' smile made it clear he wasn't done yet, "You'd think any one of those girls would have had enough of a reason to want to destroy your reputation, but all it took was just one of your little harem to step out of line ever so slightly for you to show your true colors, huh, May?"
"Shut up..." Maybelle managed to croak out. Her hands were shaking now, she couldn't ever remember being this angry before.
Angus wasn't about to stop there though, as he moved in to deliver the final blow, "I mean, I know you like to throw your weight around, assert dominance and all that, but even I think it's going a little far getting another girl expelled-"
"YOU DON'T KNOW A DAMN THING ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED!"
May's sudden shout made the hallway go silent. All the whispers stopped as the cow girl bared her teeth at Angus in rage. Every bit of anger and frustration that she'd tried so hard to cover up over the last year exploded out of her in one moment of agony for the tall blonde. At the center of this maelstrom though, was the worst pain of all though; the feeling of a broken heart that had never fully healed.
The now much larger crowd of students all stared in a deadly silence at Maybelle's outburst, even her teammates where shocked. By far the look that hurt the most was the one Oreonna was giving her, the cat faunus was looking at her partner with and expression of sadness and confusion. May didn't blame her, it wasn't Oreonna's fault that her leader had tricked her into thinking she was some great person, some unwavering force for good that wouldn't hurt a fly, but now the truth was out about what Maybelle had done.
The catalyst for all these emotions; Angus, stood proudly in front of May and her friends. He looked ecstatic at the chaos he'd created among the members of team MOON who had only been trying to help their-
"EXCUSE ME!" a voice yelled out causing everyone to whip their heads around to the source as Nichol pushed her way past Angus, barely giving the giant bull faunus a look as she approached her team. The tall teenager sneered at the small silver haired girl as she passed, annoyed at being ignored.
"Will one of you explain to me what the hell is going on?! Why are you three here!? This didn't involve you!" the rest of team MOON looked at each other in confusion as Nichol seemed more angered by their presence than she was at team ANGS, a fact the other team seemed put off by.
May had to admit she was ashamed to have forgotten all about the actual reason they'd come to confront Angus and company in the first place. The cow girl reeled in her temper to explain what she thought should have been obvious at this point, "We heard Angus and his team were giving you trouble, so... we wanted to try and help," and look how well it's going, the cow faunus thought to herself. Maybe they should have come up with more of a plan than 'Run headfirst at the problem', but as they say; hindsight is twenty-twenty.
Nichols look of confusion only got more prominent as she looked genuinely bewildered as to why her teammates would do this. Why?" she asked.
Again, May was stunned by the girls response, "Because... I know you don't exactly like us, but we're still your friends, Nichol."
Shock exploded onto Nichols face, then an unreadable expression took over, "I.. you think..." Nichol stammered, before her face became deadly serious.
The silver haired girl turned in place and faced Angus, she began walking straight up to the bull faunus without uttering a sound. The horned boy let out a snort of a laugh as the much shorter girl approached, "What? Got something to say to me, sweetie?" Nichol just kept walking, stopping only when she was standing close to Angus, she stared up at him with a deep scowl on her face. The giant of a faunus looked down his pierced nose at the puny excuse for a human before him, "Oh, maybe you wanna kiss and make up? Sorry, but you're not really my-"
Angus' eyes went wide as Nichols hand shot up towards his face, gripping his golden nose ring tightly with her thumb and pointer finger.
Then, the smaller girl pulled, hard.
There was a disturbing ripping sound, almost a short "pop" before Angus started screaming in pain, blood pouring out of his nose as he tried to stop the flow with his hands. Everyone in attendance watched in horror while Nichol stood there, glaring at Angus as he howled in agony while the silver haired girl twirled the faunus' bloody nose ring on her finger.
The bull horned huntsman looked out past his red covered fingertips with murderous intent in his eyes, "Human bitch!" he yelled as he lunged forward with his arms outstretched to grab the girl in front of him.
Nichol didn't even blink as she swept in, grabbing her opponent by the large horns on his head. Angus was able to let out a grunt of surprise before the silver haired girl pulled herself upwards and slammed her knee into the bull faunus' temple.
Everyone's jaws dropped as the formerly intimidating teenager's head snapped back from the force and his body toppled onto the ground, breathing, but very much unconscious as blood continued to pour out of his nose. Angus hadn't even had time to activate his aura before he'd been soundly defeated by a girl that was about half his size.
Maybelle just stood with the rest of the students, in awe and terror at what she'd just witnessed. The ease and viscosity with which Nichol had dealt with Angus was almost haunting, like the orange eyed girl had done it a million times before...
"You three," Nichol said, referring to the other members of team ANGS, "When he regains consciousness, tell him I never want to see his repulsive face again, and if I do, he won't be waking up next time."
The other three faunus were practically shaking in fear at the coldness of Nichols voice as they scooped up their leader, struggling under his intense weight. Angus let out a low gurgle as he was moved, indicating that he was in fact still alive. The students surrounding the action all began to step away too, a few even running, hopefully to finally go inform a faculty member about what had just transpired. Team MOON remained in the hallway, Maybelle, Oran, and Oreonna staring at their teammate as she appeared to take a deep, calming breath with her eyes closed.
Then she opened them, orbs of orange fire burning a hole right through Maybelle, "You." Nichol spat, with a look that made every glare her team had ever received look meek by comparison, this was pure rage. Maybelle had to resist the urge to take a step back as the silver haired girl stormed right up to her and pointed her finger right at the tall cow girls chest, "Let me make this perfectly clear," Nichol said through clenched teeth, "I don't want your help, I don't want you friendship, and I damn sure don't want your pity!"
Maybelle stood her ground as best she could as Nichol lowered her hand and walked past her, shoving May slightly as she went by her leader. The blonde watched as her angry teammate passed Oreonna, who looked too shocked for words, without even a glance.
Then, as Nichol passed Oran, May saw a smirk appear on the faunus boys face, and before anyone could stop him, the orange haired jokester did what he did best, "Wow, talk about taking the bull by the horns, eh, Nicky?"
As usual, it seemed like Oran's heart was in the right place, but his disregard for the seriousness of the situation was baffling. This was just who Oran was though, he made jokes to lighten the mood, but sometimes in the end he was the only one laughing.
The faunus boy probably would have laughed this time too, if Nichol's fist hadn't slammed into his jaw.
Oran was completely caught off guard as he stumbled back, colliding with the wall behind him and sliding to the floor. The faunus boy brought a hand to his face and stared up at Nichol with a look no one had seen from him before; a look of hurt. Nichol seemed frozen after the hit, even she looked shocked at what she'd done, her face betraying her own new emotion; regret.
"What the hell is your problem!?" Oreonna shouted as she started stomping towards Nichol with her hands balled into fists.
She was stopped when Maybelle wrapped an arm around her waist, the leader remembering her bat faunus professor's words about fighting among teammates. She'd clearly failed at that already today, but at the very least she could keep it from getting any worse.
Oreonna struggled vehemently in May's iron grip as the cat faunus continued shouting at Nichol, "We came here to help you! And this is how you repay us!?" Nichol still wasn't looking at Oreonna, she was transfixed on Oran who stared back, rubbing the side of his face that'd been struck. "You refuse to be a part of this team, you cost us our match yesterday, now you outright attack your own partner!?" The cat faunus kept on her tirade, now having given up on escaping May's clutches, "You have the nerve to call us 'Grimmspawn', but you're the only monster here!"
Those words were the ones that seemed to break Nichol out of her trance, she looked up at Oreonna and Maybelle, then back down at Oran, who'd broken eye contact with his partner. Finally, the silver haired girl looked at her hands, Angus' blood still covering her fingers and palms. Nichol's expression was unreadable as she opened and closed her mouth several times as if she was trying to find the right words.
"I-"
"Nichol Cuillere, report to the headmistress's office, immediately."
A voice shouted over the intercoms, cutting off Nichol. Had Miss Evergreen found out about what had happened so quickly? It wasn't the most farfetched possibility, even Maybelle had begun to see that the headmistress seemed to have an almost uncanny awareness of what was going on at all times in the giant tree that made up Shade Academy.
As the announcement went off, May noticed a brief look of horror flash across Nichols face, before it disappeared and was replaced by a blank, neutral expression. If Maybelle had to compare the look to anything, it'd be that of a prisoner that had just been called up for their execution, it was a look of grim acceptance. Nichol gave her teammates one final look, before her expression hardened and she turned and walked off down the hallway to her fate.
May's arms went slack and Oreonna was able to squeeze out and immediately ran to Oran's side. The hyena faunus had stopped rubbing the place he'd been struck, a red mark settling into that side of his face. He hadn't made an effort to stand, he was just sitting there, looking downward at his feet in front of him, a sad look in his green eyes. Oran seemed completely unaware that Oreonna was even there at all as the cat faunus fussed over him.
All Maybelle could do was stand there, wondering how things could have possibly ended up this bad. She'd just wanted to help, to keep Angus form making someone's life as miserable as the bull faunus had made hers.
She'd... just wanted to bring her team together, but as the cow girl stood there, one thing became clear; right now, team MOON was shattered.
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A/N- "That seems like a good place to end it," he said, acutely aware about the growing mob outside his house, pitchforks in hand. I'm only one chapter ahead of this now, but I have a rough draft of everything to the end of this arc done, so hopefully the next chapter will be done swiftly!
But... I mean... maybe it you leave a review or something... it might uh... make my fingers work a li'l bit faster? No pressure or anything, I just love hearing from you guys.