Something to know if you don't know yet.
*Soifon's full name is Shaolin Feng.
"Look at Toph dance in congratulations to the remaining 700 racers! Ooo! Lookie! The Red Knight had just spun out a 180! Another damsel must have fallen once more! Let's go see who-" The large screen sporadically changes as Nora commentates the race like a sugar high child with a horrible case of ADHD.
"Nora, the lead racer." Ren interrupts Nora's endless chatter. Subtly directing her attention towards leader of the race.
"Breaking Legs! Looks like our racers have finally reached the point where they choose their destiny! Their fated paths! Sapphire Zaki repping the Azire Company, our current leader of the race has chosen to ride the curves! Fellow racers behind her are opting for the same path after watching our second place racer fail to ascend the steps with his vehicle! Making him fall into..." With Nora's attention complete focused on the race and away from the crime scene, Ren sighed in relief. He can only imagine what could have happened if she knew. Broken legs, incomplete race and scariest if all, a yuki-onna.
With Ren trying to keep Nora's attention diverted and Toph on the other side of the track, two assassin began to make their move.
"What the fuck just happened?" A voice cut through the buzz within the cargo hold of a non-descript peterbilt truck. "Did you imbeciles not set up the EMP field properly?!"
"No Sir! Their electronic communication is down, but we failed to take down the wolf." The closest underling replied.
Turning toward the Faunus with a murderous glare, Roman steamed in anger under his calm facade. Gritting his teeth, he calmly stared at the Faunus with eyes that could kill.
"Y-Yes S-Sir?" Stuttered the Faunus, unable to gather his wits properly under the death stare.
"The mutt." Confusion riddled the stuttering fool's face. Useless animals. "Why do we need to take down the damned mutt?!"
"Uhh...ummm... Th-h-he r-" The underling managed to say before he dropped to the ground. A chained kunai jutted out from his forehead. Seconds later the chain went taut, the kunai fell to the ground as blood gushed out from the dead underling. Like a snake, the chain slithered back into the darkness shrouding the commanding officer.
"You were worth every cent. Truly you were." He commented with his stare gone blank. Standing up he made his way around the table to address the rest of the abhorred race. "Now which of you animals can prove your worth to me? Unlike this blubbering pile of trash you call a brethren." The Faunus underlings squirmed and seethed in quite anger. They feared they would meet the same fate as their fellow friend if defied him. The human side of the truck silently chucked in unison.
"You." A high pitch squeak came from the underling he randomly pointed to. Ignoring the squeak from the mousy Faunus, he commanded her to talk. "Continue."
The mouse Faunus deeply inhaled and exhaled before she began. "The red knight, a pureblooded wolf Faunus. At least this is what we suspected from your last encounter with her. Now we can officially say she is one and possibly working for SDC Security Force, seeing how she plays knight for the Heiress."
"That does not answer my question you animal!" Screamed the man as he held his hand up in a motioning for his personal guard to rid the Faunus. Only to halt as the mouse quickly replied.
"Purebloods can communicate with their animal halves Sir! Please don't kill me." She cried out, cowering into defense stance. This was a surprise to the Faunus race. Why had Roman not known of this important tidbit of purebloods? Opening one eye she saw one tightly black clench hand float slowly float further away. She sighed in relief, he was returning back to his command table.
"Why that piece of bullshit..." Mumbled the seething the commander cursing the shit out of his ally who failed to inform him of the important fact. "Call for a full retreat. We're leaving."
"B-but what about our comrades?"
"We are leaving." The tone of the command left no space for disobedience. The underlings tried their best to hide their disgusted faces, many were successful, but the few that failed luck out for their commander's back was still facing them. As Roman continued to mumble curses under his breath, the underlings began their process of shutting their equipment down.
"Stop." a lustrous voice commanded, freezing all underlings in their position seconds after they began.
"This is my operation, I am the commander here. Who dares-" the commander swiveled around slamming his hands on his desk.
"I dare." A well-manicured hand holding the head of Roman's personal hidden guard, slipped out from the dark shroud behind the desk with a finger pointed straight at the middle of the five communication specialist. "You. Turn it up."
After dismantling the fifth strange metal device surrounding the second Earthen room, Soifon rushed in to check her beloved's little sister's condition, since Yoruichi had volunteered to take out the further metal devices. "Ouji-sama! Daijoubu desuka?!"
"It's heiress actually. Feng-dono*." Blake replied with a bow.
Realizing her mistake, Soifon let out a loose cough and steeled her facial expression. "Ah yes. A common mistake in translation between heir and heiress. I meant to ask if the hime-sama, is alright. Belladonna-San."
Before Blake had left the village, she made sure Yoruichi and Soifon would not call her by her true name or heritage. With White Fang trying to kidnap Weiss again, she had to be careful. They knew of her past self and she didn't need them to know, she was still alive.
"Weiss was thrown over the ledge by her traitorous steed, I was about to interrogate him before you came in." Blake scoffed as she continued her menacing prowl towards the silver wolf.
"Interrogate?" Blake stopped in mid-stride as Soifon flashed between the black and silver pair. Somehow she knew Blake wasn't in the right of mind. After all... wasn't the wolf one of Weiss's most trusted guards? "I know you're a cat, but I didn't know you-" The curiosity written all over the petite women's face only served to further frustrate the black cat.
"This mutt threw Weiss over the balcony without any hesitation! When I looked over the balcony minutes later, she was nowhere to be seen! This mutt is conspiring with the enemy! Soifon!..." Blake rambled out point furiously at the cowering silver wolf then the balcony.
Tuning out Blake's rant, Soifon subtly surveyed the situation while tuning in Nora's voice and observing the wolf's behavior.
"Ooo! Lookie Yang! Hiiiiii Yyyyyyyaaannnnggg!" The wolf whimpered in fear of Blake. Nothing out of the ordinary there. "I mean Yang Xiao Long had just hopped off her bike. What are you doing? No way. Are you thinking what I'm thinking of? Seriously?! Oh broken legs! She's going to do it! Yang has chosen to climb the final stretch towards the gate on her own two feet! While carrying Bumblebee no less! Yang must really want to Yang on to her bike!"
Upon hearing the outrageous feat Blake's lover was pulling, Soifon looked towards the large screen implanted into the earthen wall right across from the balcony. Yang was blowing a raspberry into the camera at Nora's comment. Figures with the amount of crashes that had happened, the blonde wouldn't trust the remaining racers to not ram into her baby at the split. Blake was still rambling about the wolf being 'evil'.
"Remember competitors, your goal is the Shoalin Temple and you only need your body to physically pass the goal line to finish the race." Eyeing the screen a while longer, Soifon hoped Nora would explain why the Red Knight had pulled a 180 turn. But all she learned was a handful of racers behind Yang decided follow her lead. Without the whole carrying their transportation feat of course. Cardin and his groupies were a few of the contenders that followed her example. Probably how the dishonorable scum had won last year's race. Turning her attention away from the screen to find other possible clues, she whipped her head back around the moments later when she heard Nora's voice level elevated exponentially.
"renRenREnReNREN!" Nora cried out, leaning over the ledge with one hand in salute fashion above her eyes in hope to catch a glance at the upcoming racer that she had just saw on one of her multiple mini screens, while waving her other hand commanding Ren display the footage on the main screen. "Am I going crazy-…" Nora fired out questions like a machine gun, while Ren choose to answer with simple nods or shakes of his head.
"Isn't that Hime-sama?" Soifon questioned pointed towards the screen, disrupting Blake's rant.
"What?" Hissed the black cat, quickly turning towards the direction the petite women was pointing to. Her face riddle in confusion. "What on Remnant?"
On the large screen showed two figures on riding a monstrous death contraption made of steel. The driver, noticeably larger than the passenger and most likely the Red Knight, wore no helmet or the Knight's trademark red cape. It was hard to tell what the knight was wearing with her passenger clinging on to her like a koala. A thin line of red, was the only indication she had some sort of protection against the cutting wind. Her long locks of onyx colored hair, slicked back from the drag, covered the petite dog-eared helmeted passenger wearing a pauldron with the exact same design as the Red Knights sitting on her left shoulder, but it sported a white cape instead.
All of a sudden, it came back to Blake. The Red Knight was part of PRSEI's elite team. She should have known they would have sent their closest security guard to secure the heiress. Silber was just following orders.
"Belladonna-san. I think you're overworking yourself. You should rest, please allow me and Yoruichi retrieve Hime-sama." Soifon patted Blake's back as she slowly led head shaking and muttering cat in the direction of the last room.
"Someone called my name?" A flash of purple and orange blocked their path.
Arriving at the split, the Knight had opted to climb the steps. Gently manhandling the heiress arms that held her in a death hold, she dismounted her bike and turned to aid the disorientated princess. Plucking the heiress off the passenger seat and setting her on the ground, she noticed the increased paleness. "Are you alright princess?"
Weiss, frightened from the near death experience, gave out a slow nod of acknowledgment. She didn't think it was possible to ride with someone who can put her closer to death's door than Yang.
"Awesome! Your new guards will come collect you shortly, my princess." The Knight graced Weiss with bow before starting her trek up the steps.
"Ah... Wait..." Weiss finally called out with her mind partially functioning again. "I never got your..." She got out before a frown creased her face. How did she not notice before? "...Red Knight?..."
With her face, or well the knights helmet firmly planted into the knight's back during the ride, must have been how she missed the majestic white wolf symbol. She saved me once again. Wh- A slight weight on her right shoulder caused her to tense up and jumped a few feet into the air while fumbling to draw Myrtenaster. "Relax hime."
She knew deep yet soothing voice, but couldn't put a face to it. Turning around she saw a tanned Cheshire smiling female with one hand on her stuck out hips. "Ms. Shounin. Now I see where Blake gets her humor from."
The exasperated sigh Weiss had let out, prompted a light chuckle from the cat king. She was grateful for backup since she had probably dropped Myrtenaster before or during her flight. Hoping before. "Speaking of Blake where is she? Is she alright?"
"She's fine. Just tired. Soi-bee and I will be your guards for now. Let's head back. Can you walk?" Yoruichi had noticed the subtly shaking if the heiress's body as well as her face being paler than usual.
"Soi-bee?" She doesn't remember meeting anyone of that name. But the nerve of this damned cat! "Of course I can walk! Who do you think I am!"
"Hime of Schnee DusnCompany, Weiss Schnee. Who else?" The tanned women answer. Her eyes grew a feral as she answered the former question."Soi-bee is Soifon, only I'm allowed to call her that. "A petite silver-eyed women materialized from the shadows to confirm the facts with a simple nod.
Ah her. Her eyes. Silver eyes. They remind her of her beloved and so did her knight...wait her knight? I like the sound of that. The knight had eyes, unlike Blake's were closer to gold than amber. Metallic gold.
"Say Hime~" Yoruichi sung out, breaking her out of her trance. "Spiffy cape you got there. Mind if I check it out?"
"Cape?" Weiss Schnee wore no capes, they are a hazard to her health. Capes can easily be snagged by the enemy, increasing one's vulnerability exponentially. Just like the time her beloved's cape got pinned by a nevermore feather. Capes are for dunces.
Then she remembered. The knight had strapped something to her left shoulder during her daze. A cape. Well technically a pauldron, with the ability to take one's aura to create a protective shroud- can't be snagged by enemy, because the wearer can shape the cape to one's will. Weiss growled. How dare the knight cape a Schnee. "That damned dolt." She muttered with a shaking fist. "I hope you don't make it to the top 200." She whispered before stalking off towards the last box leaving the confused assassins in her wake.
In the end, the Red Knight was the 201th racer to pass the gate. But! She was allowed into the next round, as well as the other 69 competitors who climb the steps and passed through the gates after the Knight. Meaning the last 70 competitors who took the longer path around of the first 200 to pass the gates, were dropped.
Earth Dragon's Dance was solo created to determine one's integrity. Toph believed the Cup's winner should be one worthy enough to be a leader. After all, the Cup is founded for was had the highest potential to be the greastest leader in history.
And a leader one must have integrity, the ability be honest, fair, candid and forthright, and treat everyone in the same way that you yourself would want to be treated.