:OK! Here it is the fabled last stand of team Juneberry! In other news WE DID IT! This story just reached one hundred followers! And I am through the roof! Thank you all for reading, following and favoriting this fever dream inspired storyline! Any ways a brief announcement. I am going through finals right now and with the holidays coming, this will be the last update on any of my stores for awhile! :(
Sorry about that but life you know? During that time though, while I will not be uploading anything I will be taking the time to go back through all of my stories and basically re proofreading chapters cleaning up the inhumane amount of spelling errors and the what not. So I will be updating those soon. In better news when I do come back there will be a special Suprise for you! That I think you will all enjoy!
Ps. Warning, this chapter will probably be heated, I'll be honest when I said the words last stand I meant them. I was not using the as just an excuse to build drama. This is team Juneberry's last stand. So be prepared for that. This might not end well for everybody involved. Just remember that last stands tend not to end so well for the people doing them.
Pss. Also! To address some criticism and to answer some questions, mainly about Blake remember this. Blake in this fic is a true believer in the light. She has been taught and told her entire life that the light is true and that it is good. So when the light "speaks" to her she thinks of it as a lateral god telling her to go out and kill people. And when God tells Blake to kill people they have to die. Not defending her! But just saying that is how she thinks.
Also, this WILL sound heretical as it goes against the fic but I would Like to clarify one thing. Roman Torchwick is NOT broken, he is, in fact, the single. Weakest. Character. In the entire story. It sounds insane but it's true, Even Ruby could beat Roman in a fight eventually. Food for thought.
All. Men. Die.
Until then enjoy...
"I said I'd take the ugly one!" Jaune yelled as he stabbed into the embedded Deathstalker stinger as it pierced into the pavement of Vale. Jaune thrust into the stinger felling the flesh break as Crocea Mors pierced the stinger, relishing the feeling of its impact before it ripped itself from the ground and took Jaune screaming into the air. As the ground vanished from his feet the blonde let out a scream as he was hoisted over three stories into the air by one of the single most dangerous creatures to ever exist.
"I know I said I wanted the big one, but I could use some help!" Jaune yelled as he dangled mid-air above the massive deathstalker swearing once before infusing the sword with aura and slicing it in half. Severing the stinger and sending him falling straight to the carapace of the elder monstrosity.
"Here goes nothing!" Jaune yelled as he fell face first into the deathstalker before striking an aura infused blade straight into the monsters back embedding his sword deeply into the things back causing it to scream aloud as a virulent stream of sticky foul-smelling yellow ichor sprayed from the wound as the aura infused blade severed it's spine killing the thing in an instant before it began to dissipate into nothing.
Jaune's victory was short celebrated as another stinger stabbed forward and struck the ground right next to him. As a second deathstalker emerged, form the yawning tunnel that continues to spawn wave after wave of Grimm into the city.
"Nora! Blake! Stealth bomber!" Jaune yelled as he half sliced the stinger form it's tail as the singer was retracted back to the monster that owned it. There was a puff of purple smoke at the top of the thing's tail as Blake appeared right next to it before slicing it completely off causing it to fall down as the thing roared in pain as Blake teleported away from the monster.
The monster roared in defiance as it's limb was sliced clean off. "Hammer time!" An incredibly happy novice shouted as Nora launched herself into the air on a pink cloud of explosive gunpowder as she flew mid-air before slamming her massive Warhammer into the things stinger slamming it down to its carapace piercing it completely killing it instantly.
As the monster fell, it teetered back and forth bere slumping down on the ground, before it was cover in amass of Ursa, Beowulf's and creeps as the Grimm swarmed its corpse desperate trying to get into the city to find the source of the palpable fear that radiated from the city.
" Team Juneberry fall in!" Jaune yelled as his team rallied to him as the Grimm swarmed the area in a carpet of fangs, talons, and claws as team Juneberry had their last team meeting.
"Jaune what's the play?" Blake asked as she aimed Gambol Shroud at the tide of grim. "We need to protect the people! We can't win this fight, but we can stall them!" Jaune sad as Nora and Ruby nodded in agreement preparing to rush into the horde before Blake spoke up.
"Even if we do fight the Grimm Jaune we can't hold them off for long. I give us ten minutes at best. That's nowhere near enough time for the people to evacuate the city. If we fight here to save the people of Vale we will die for nothing." Blake said As Nora opened her mouth to say something she might regret before Jaune gave her a hard look.
"Blake is right. There is no way we win the fight with, or without our help, most of these people are all probably going to die. That being said, I've spent my whole life running from problems, I ran all the way to Vale from my home in Arcadia. And I've been running from my problems since, but I'm not running, not now."
"I came to Beacon to learn to be a hunter, I did not come to run away when I am needed. I came here to save people and that's what I am going to do and even if I die in the process, even if all of these people will die within minutes and my actions are pointless I'll still do them."
"I can't ask this for any of you so if any of you want to go and live your lives then go. I won't hold it against you. This is my fight, not yours."
"Nope!"
"Not today ~Jaune-Jaune!~ If you stay, we stay!" Nora said as Blake sighed. "This may be my final chance at finding redemption within the light. If run now I might never hear it's voice again, so I guess I'm stuck here."
"Yay! Team Juneberry gets to die together! WOHOW Last stands!"
"Nora that is not a good thing." Blake deadpanned as the Grimm broke the theory foot line to their team.
"Team Juneberry this probably my last order so listen up! Split up! See the Grimm away from the civilians for as long as you can! If this is the last time we speak, you were the best team I have ever had the privilege to lead!" Jaune said as team Juneberry gave one final nod before splitting into four groups to fend off the grim. As the four members of the team split apart, the battle for Vale began. The action would be four beacon students and literally hundreds of Grimm. As the Grimm swarmed the town the student's plan was simple. Stall.
Hinderance was the name of the game, as team Juneberry began to enact their stalling tactic. The goal was a simple stall the enemy for as long as humanly possible. And kill as many Grimmas they could before inevitably falling to their superior numbers. They knew that they could not win, not even a chance. There was no way for a victory to be had by four students against a literal horde of Grimm that numbered in the hundreds. The students had no chances of winning, but the way the could do was hold. Them. Back.
Since victory could not be achieved the four would split into four groups with a simple strategy. They would split into four groups each member of team Juneberry would be acting alone and each drawing the attention of as much Grimm as humanly possible.
This might split their firepower into quarters, but it also made it hard for the Grimm to surround and overwhelm them all at once. And while each member of the team would not last long against the horde their survival rate alone when compared to together was negligible, this was decided as the best course of action to enact, and the students went to work. Buying desperate seconds preparing to sell their lives dearly for the people of Vale who would in all reality soon be following them to the afterlife.
'Come on!" Jaune yelled as he jumped forward and bashed a Beowulf in its snout. The monster yelped in pain before Jaune deliver an aura infused sword that decapitated and Ursa before smashing the smaller Grimms skull in with his shield. "That's two! Whose the nest lucky monster?" Jaune yelled as three more Beowulfs charged forward. The stage was laid out perfectly, As Jaune braced his legs before charging.
He moved forward before jumping at the Grimm spinning his body in a corkscrew attack pattern with his sword thrust out front that turned one of the monsters into a shish kebab as he slammed into it. The other two Grimm sailed behind him as Jaune grunted as he grimaces outwardly as he ripped his sword from the monster's mouth spilling teeth and blood everywhere and swung it to his left.
The sword cut the hind back leg of one of the Beowulf as it cried in pain before he delivers a punish sword strike slicing its spine in half and killing it instantly.
The other Grimm roared in rage as it leaped at him jaws snapping. Thie one was shield bashed once breaking its frontal fans before getting its head severed at the neck by a sword strike.
" That's six! Any more takers!?" Jaune yelled as he stood on the bloodied tiled floor of the laundromat. Jaune had ended up fight the Grimm in the open until being forced into a small dry cleaning shop scale. Neo Politans express dry cleaning! Was the name of the business, it was a small laundromat with a very pink interior as the entirety of the building was draped in bright pinks, whites, and brown color schemes. That was being smashed to pieces by the Grimm as he forced the grim through a small opening in the shop's door.
This plan was working rather well in his opinion. Or as well as a plan that would lead to his death could ever work. As Jaune slashed and took down a small horde of slinking creeps. First part attract the Grimm to an enclosed area. The second step force them into a bottleneck position. The third step pick them off piecemeal and hold your place. The fourth step repeats until he died. Easy!
This plan had been working for three minutes though it felt like four hours and the small mountain of disintegrating corpses led credence that theory. But still it was working, Jaune just needed to keep the grim coming on in group fo three an fours, and this would work out-Whatever plan he had was tossed out the window as the will of the dry cleaners were broken down as five Ursa majors reared into the building.
"You can only pick up your clothes after four o'clock!" Jaune yelled as the first grim charged him. As soon as the was collapsed Jaune knew he was dead. It was one thin got kill three Grimm at a time nearly indefinitely at an enclosed place was one thing. It was another to try to fight off a never-ending horde from all directions.
As the Ursa charged him, Jaune realized that his life was soon going to be measured in the seconds decided to go out in one final blaze of glory.
" Alright, boys! Do you really want your clothes? Come get em!" Jaune yelled picking up a white leotard on the floor and throwing it at trying to distract the first Ursa Major as it reached him striking forward with a massive paw strike that he ducked and retaliated by slicing off the arm with an aura infused blade.
The beast yelled in ager before Jaune silenced it with decapitation. The first one died, but the other four roared on. The first to reach him was massive beat that leat at him roaring in deafening one that sent Jaune's face causing it to have a physical grimace as he stabbed it in the heart killing it in seconds.
The victory was short lived as the thing mass carried on past its death and bore him to the ground. Jaune gasped in pain as over three hundred pounds of flesh, bones, and fur slammed him like a black tidal wave.
Jaune gasped in fear as he felt the monsters massive bulk bear him down taking him to the slick tiled floor and smothering him. The beast was enormous, as its body force itself on him Jaune screamed into its fur as the dense coarse oddly soft material proceed to snuff the air from his body.
As the things body smothered him, Jaune screamed into the dead things fur as he tried to force it off him. He forced Arua into his hand burning through a decent chunk of his reserves as his lungs felt like they ere of fire as his eyes teared up. The monster fur was completely covering his mouth and nose as it forced itself into his throat, Jaune cried into it as he felt he hear beating out of his chest as deas coarse material began to strangle him to his death.
The pressure was suddenly lifted off as titanic force ripped the beast off of Jaune. He screamed aloud as he gasped huge mouthful of it before seeing death. A wad of spit smacked into his right eye as he saw a monstrous face of an Ursa Major leering at him. As a wad of spit fell on his face a mass of pointy white teeth fell on him, Jaune closed his eyes and waited for the end.
"The flesh is weak"! A voice called from the left as there was a blur of grey followed by a loud THUD! Jaune froze as he saw the Ursa's head formerly looming above his own was now mere inches from his own face as his body was covered in thick red liquid. As blood rained down onto Jaune's body, it was followed by the sound tearing flesh followed by rapid gunfire and the howls of Grimm dying.
Before a hand gripped his body and hauled him his feet. "Arc! The hell is wrong with you!?" The familiar voice of the fourth year student said as he hauled Jaune to his feet. "Venke?" Jaune asked as the bright red skirmish outfit the fourth year wore shined in the sun as his bronze skin was entirely covered in Grimm blood.
"Who else did you expect? The Legio? Who told you that you could have a last stand without me?!" He asked as two more Ursa charged through the hole in the wall.
"Your flesh falters!" Venke yelled as he swung his two long grey vibro-knifes at the Ursa. Each one decapitating it as the weapons vibrated at a supersonic frequency approaching its maximum limit.
The Vibro knifes hummed lightly as they dissipated the blood from their handles as Jaune finally got his wits back. "We need to get out there! They Grimm are overruling the city!" Jaune yelled as the roars and snarls of the Grimm filled the broken laundry mat as Venke nodded. "Damn straight, let's see how this monster like some good ole fashion Arcadian steel," Venke said as the two teen charge out of the hole in cleaners and into the melee.
"Have a nice day!" Nora shouted as she uppercut an Ursa into the fort story of a bakery. The Grims head was turned dot pull against their hammer as took her momentum with her never missing a beat and slamming Magnihild down right on top of another Ursa's head smashing half of its body into red paste.
"You see that Blakey! Perfect form! Don't you agree?" Nora asked as the cat faunus sliced a Beowulf in two before taking the leg out from a creep and slitting its neck.
"Nora we don't have time to gloat. We need to kill these things." Blake replied calmly as she ducked a swipe of an Ursa only to cut it's arm off at the wrist and stabbing it in its right eye killing the monster. Already their plan had failed, Blake and Nora had been cornered against a storefront by the waves of Grimm poured from the hole. They had failed in trying to prevent from spreading the Grimm out, and now they were busy making a real last stand.
"Why so serious Blakey?" Nora asked as began to swing her hammer in a chaotic motion. As she turned her hammer in a full circle swing making it build up speed before becoming a mass swinging death machine fueled by momentum.
She crashed into the horde of Grimm smashing skulls and breaking necks. As she used her momentum to build up continuous swings before ending her attack with a final side strike sending a Beowulf in a nearby building. "Fore!" Nora called as the Grimm sailed into an office building halfway across the plaza.
"Nora look out!" Blake yelled as Nora turned to see a looming shadow as Ursa major charged her. Too close! Nora thought as she gritted her teeth as the dog ears went flat waiting for the impact that never came as instead the sound of tearing flesh filled the air.
"They cannot withstand us!" An unfamiliar voice shouted as a tall boy in a Beacon uniform worn under a light suit of red combat armor yelled as he crashed into the Ursa decapitating it with a long knife before turning his attention to a horde of creeps.
"Nora! Are you ok!?" Jaune shouted as the lid next to her sword glowing blue as he forced aura into it.
"Jaune-Jaune!? What are you doing here? Are you ok? Who is he!?" Nora asked as the tall bronze skinned student with coarse black hair laid waste into a small pack of Beowulf's.
"The fourth year from clan Moulder?" Blake asked as she eyed the student warily.
"Actually yes Venke girls, girls Venke and- get down!"
Jaune yelled as he tackled Nora to the ground as a car slammed into their previous position. WHAM!
"The hell!?" Blake shouted as she turned to see a monster down the street. It was a tall ape-like Grimm who easily stood over two stories tall and was covered in bony armor. The thing beat its chest yelling defiantly in a roar that shattered store windows and sent team Juneberry puls Venk to their knees in pain, before picking up another car and tossing it at the hunters in training.
"OH! ME! ME! ME! LET ME GET THIS ONE!" Nora shouted as she lept into the air hammer raised and struck the car right back into the monster. The car slammed into the ape thing with the force of a guided missile and exploded into bright yellow flames taken the monster back several yards and making it howl in anger.
"The hell is that thing?!" The fourth-year yelled as he ran back to the covered in blood as the apr monster roared and ripped a car in half before placing both halves of the vehicle on its hands and charging them.
"Did it just use a car for... boxing gloves?" Blake askes the student readied their weapons the monstrous Grimm charged them. Their preparation turned out to be utterly unnecessary as a vast from leaped into the path of the monster and cut it clean in half.
As the ape, Grimm dissipated a giant seven-foot tall figure loomed before it wielding a titanic long sword in its hand. As the figure turned, Nora finally saw its face. He was a tall ox faunus with black hair, horns, and lightly tanned skin. He wore heavy light green armor and wielded a massive claymore sword in one hand.
"Yat's?! Is that you?" The fourth-year human said as the man nodded his head to him. "Yes sensei it is me. I came as soon as I could." The large man said as the fourth year grinned.
"You know him Venke?" Jaune asked as the fourth year smiled. "Sure do! That's Yatsuhasi Daichi! I met him as a first year when he was still trying to master that monster of a sword of his. He needed to learn how to fight against quick opponents and I liked the cut of his jib." Venk said as Yatsuhashi grinned at him.
"Venke has taught me much since that time, and I am grateful for his insight and tutelage. Though he has never told me what the cut of his jib is or what it means." The large ox Yatsuhasi said as Venke? Nodded once and pointed out the Grimm.
" Don't worry about it Yat's! It means I like you! Now I have no idea why you came to Vale on this of all day's Yat's but it must be the moon at work! How about you pay me back for all those sparring sessions and shoji matches you lost by helping us kill some Grimm?" Venke asked as his red armor shone on the leat Vale sun as the large Ox smiled at him.
" I would like nothing more sensei. What is the plan if I may ask? Assuming we do indeed have one that is." The huge faunus asked as he readied his massive claymore sword and stared at the Grimm with naked contempt.
"The plan is to get their attention! We can't kill them all but if we can make them focus on us then maybe we can stop any more form getting into the city!" Jaune yelled as the teens nodded.
"You heard the man lets get to work!" Venke yelled as the group of teens prepared to charge.
"You can do this!" BANG! A Grimm died as twin feet ran through the street.
"You're strong enough!" BANG!" Another Beowulf fell as the creature toppled off of the building it had been scaling. Sending it flying to the ground with a wet SMACK!
It doesn't matter that you're a Vulf of not!" BANG! Feet slid under a car in a blur of rose petals as a monster slammed into it nearly catching their body.
"You just need to keep a calm head, and it will be OKAY!?"
Ruby gasped as a Beowulf nearly clawed her face off as she ducked the swiping claws and rolled onto the ground. "Get off!" Ruby cried as the monster was blown apart as she unfolded Cresent Rost tearing it in two. Ruby was up in an instant as she took in her surroundings.
At the onset of the battle, she made circles around the town. Finding and killing any Grimm that was attacking fleeing civilians and trying to get them to safety. After that, she tried to run crowd control using her resemblance to corral the Grimm into a kill box for her friends, whom she desperately hoped was still alive.
Team Juneberry may be a new team, but to Ruby, they felt like a family. They had only known each other for months, and over the last few days, she felt a genuine bond forming between her and the people we treated her with absolute respect and trust.
That being as it was the Grimm needed to die! As Ruby ducked another swipe of class, she knew she was in a bad spot. The Grimm had learned her sweeping patterns, and she had been corned by a whole pack of Beowulf's.
"Three on the left, four on your right! Ten in front of you! Eight on the building, six from the side- there's too many!" Ruby shouted as the Grimm chased the young Vulf into a corner.
The hunter was the hunted as the Grimm slowly, efficiently with practiced patience worked Ruby into smaller and smaller parts of the city. Slowly but steadily cutting off her avenues of escape.
Typically this would have been a piece of cake to avoid for her. She could have just sprinted into a corner and fired onto all of the Grimm killing them with well-placed shots from her rifle. But this time the young Vulf was running out of ammunition!
But she only had two and a half magazines in her possession. She had fired half of her load into Grimm attacking civilians, and now she was on reserve ammunition and aura which her most liberal estimate pointed to be in the low yellow or high orange levels.
As Ruby ran, it finally happened. "AHH!" The girl cried as the Grimm found their area, as a mouth finally found her heel. The Grimm snarled and growled before Ruby cut its head off in a graceful arc of Cresent Rose before a second Grimm bit into her right leg sending fresh waves of agony throughout her body as she screamed at the top of her lungs.
As she aimed her rife at it, it was too late. The other Beowulfs had encircled her and were charging full force. Even if she killed this one, it would only be a matter of time before she was surrounded bore down and eaten alive.
"I'm sorry mom. I guess I am a failure after all huh?" She said as she turned her gun on her head swallowing the barrel of Crescent Rose as she prepared to end it. Better like this than being eaten alive. Ruby thought as hot angry tears fell from her eyes they were right, they were all right. She was a failure a waste of space a true spot of the faunus legacy as she went to squeeze the trigger, BANG!
Crescent Rose fired loudly as the bullet barely missed her head as an unknown force pushed her to the side.
" Freaking kids!" A dry raspy voice yelled as the pain on her leg vanished as the smells of hard liquor, and unkempt hair filled her nostrils making her flinch. As she opened her eyes, she saw the lines of Beowulf literally exploded as a reddish brownish blur tore through them as they Grimm were annihilated.
As the blur moved faster than even her semblance, the image resolved itself into a tall man with a dry, raspy voice as Ruby felt her heart stop.
"Jeeze short stuff! You had me worried there!" A dry, raspy sounding human with blood red eyes and loose shirt said as Ruby felt new fresh tears come to her face."Uncle Qrow?"
Ruby asked in disbelief as she nearly dropped her scythe as the human smiled down at her. As she tentatively reached out a hand to the long-lost family member still not believing if he was truly real or she was imagining his return like she had done countless times in the past. As she reached out a tentative hand she gasped in shock as she met real flesh as the human looked down warmly at her as the Vulf began to cry. "Uncle Qrow?"
"In the flesh and blood! And by the way is that any way to hold you scythe?! I know I didn't teach you to do that! If that's how you've been fighting It's no wonder the Grimm are getting to you! Now if you just-"Uncle Qrow!" Ruby yelled at the top of her lungs as she tackled the human who caught her small frame in his arms as he sighed deeply. Over five years later and she was still the same.
Ruby instantly fired off a barrage of question that an Arcadian supercomputer might have difficulty following as the small Vulf berated her uncle for leaving while somehow managing to efficiently and simultaneously thank and condemn him form the bottom of her heart for coming back. All the while demanding that he never leave her again. As the girl cried on his arm he did the only thing he ever did when Ruby was sad, he comforted her.
"Hey, there kiddo. It's going to be ok alright? I said I would always be there for you didn't I? So how about you stop crying an help me out alright?" Qrow asked as his niece stopped her tears and nodded once. "You said you'd be back, and you came... Thank you, Uncle Qrow don't ever leave me again... Please?"
"Not for all the liquor in the world! Or well maybe not the world more like most of Vacuo and part of Val-"Stop being a Jerk!" Ruby said as she punched him in the should as he gave amock gry of pain. They laughed for a small moment before realizing there was a still a battle raging on in the background.
"Stop being a Jerk!" Ruby said as she punched him in the should as he gave amock gry of pain. They laughed for a small moment before realizing there was a still a battle raging on in the background.
"Oh yeah, the city. You ready to kick some but Kiddo? Show your uncle some new moves?"
"You bet!" Ruby said as the two scythe wielders shared a tender moment before a deathstalker crashed into the building beside them and roared. "Well, I guess my work is never done," Qrow said as the two readied their scythes and charged.
"Hold together! We need to keep them off of the town!" Jaune yelled at the top of his lungs as the Grimm swarmed them. The remnants of Juneberry had aligned themselves with Venke and Yatsuhashi, and after constructing a makeshift barricade, thanks to Nora made out of cars the team now had a temporary fort to wether the storm of Grimm.
"Don't let them cross the lines! We need to hold them off an-
"Who died and said you should be the leader?" A dry raspy voice said as the familiar forms of Qrow and Ruby lead over the lines of upturned cars. Narrowly avoiding the ever-growing crowd of injured faunus that had been gathering behind the barrier in the process.
"Ruby! Qrow?! The hell are you doing here?!" Jaune asked the older huntsmen as he casual tossed his scythe into the gun form blasting three charging Ursa into smithereens before sighing dryly and turning his red eyes to Jaune.
"Oh, you know me! I was just going to his hotel where the staff has the shortest skirts and- SMACK!"Stop being a pervert! You've been back less than five minutes, and you're already being lewd!" Ruby shouted making Qrow laugh in his dry, humorless tone.
"You are still a kid you know that Ruby?" Qrow said ruffling his niece's hair as she squirmed petulantly.
"I am not a child Uncle Qrow!" Ruby shouted at her uncle petulantly about to start another mock fight before Blake intervened.
"Look as touching as your reunion is for you and I am sure it is very emotional indeed. There is al literal horde of grim that we need to kill so less hugging more killing. Unless you really want this to be an old-fashioned Arcadian last stand we need to fight." Blake said as Qrow waved his hand in distress.
"Uh oh! Kitty's got claws!"
"OH! Guys! Guys! This is my uncle Qrow! Uncle Qrow these are my teammates Jaune, Nora! and Blake!"
"Hi there Uncle Qrow! You smell nice!" Nora said bounding over to the human leaping over to him before stopping on a dime and staring into his blood red eyes expectantly, Qrow who regarded her curiously blinked once before reaching out a hand and scratching her head right behind her dog ears making her whine affectionately as he legs stamped rapidly on the pavement. "Faunus gets em every time." The man said as he scratched the gingers head.
"Pleasure," Blake said as she eyed him warily.
"My uncles a kick but huntsmen! Who always looks out for Ruby's-
Ruby's voice was halted as Qrow grabbed her by the arm and forced her head down before pushing down one of her animal ears.
That's a gnarly scar. Not the kind you get in a fight either.
"Apparently not always. We'll talk later." He said in a severe tone as Ruby nodded once and trembled.
"We, don't have to!If you do-
"That wasn't a question. Now let's see if these bastards have us shaking in our boots already." He said in mock fear before turning his attention the Grimm horde which was lucky focusing all their energy on the barricade of upturned cars and the terrified faunus and huntsmen defenders in their midst. As the majority of the horde attacked them, Jaune addressed the situation.
The tides had changed, but they were still fighting a losing battle. With the addition of Venke, Yatsuhasi and now Qrow? They stood a much better chance of killing the Grimm in sufficient numbers to save civilian lives. Although all that would be for naught if they didn't close the damned tunnel! As long as it was opened the Grimm would never stop coming. Never stopped killing, and the battle would never end. Even now their fighting had only stalled the Grimm as a steadily growing pile of dead civilians was slowly pilling u[ on to the pavement.
"We need to close the tunnel! If we close it, this is over!" Jaune yelled as the next wave of Grimm swarmed them."Who has explosives!?" Qrow asked as he dashed too and fro on the barricades of cars slicing and dicing any grim that dared reach their lines that Venke didn't gun down with his pistol knife hybrids or the tall ox faunus didn't swipe with meticulous precision and strength.
"Venke? You're still alive and kicking? Didn't your own clan put a hit on you or something?" Qrow drunkenly asked the other human as he took a sip from his flask as Ruby gave him a dirty took.
"Nice to see you as well Qrow. And no for your information Clan Eshin has a hit on me, not Moulder ok?" Venke said dryly as Qrow laughed dryly as the Grimm charged them.
Jaune knew that until they closed the tunnel, this fight would never end and if he wanted this battle to be over that had to happen. As the first new wave charged them team Juneberry plus the additions of Venke Kage Qrow Brawren and Yatsuhasi Daichi stood against them. Nora Broke the line as she leaped on to the tallest car of the newly formed barricade and proudly planted the Juneberry team flag on the highest car letting it soar proudly over the battlefield before challenging the Grimm to attack.
"Well it's not the 301st flag but it'll do," Qrow said as he took a swig from his flask Venke sighed.
"Even if it isn't we will still be victorious. We have the best weapons humanly available at outside they cannot hope to win."
"Let's hope you right," Qrow said as he took a final swing as the Grimm reached their line. He wanted to take another but he was already sauced and that might get him or more importantly, his niece killed. He had already failed her at least once and he planned on dying before he did it twice, determined to fight the monsters until he was dead they were dead or they were all dead.
But until that could happen the hunters did the only thing they knew how to do. They fought...
It was a battle for the history books. A real showing of champions! A testament to the statement men are born but legends are made. As the Grimm poured out of the tunnel like waves on a beach, the huntsmen in training and lone hunter rose to the occasion every time meeting them halfway on the battlefield each time. As the Grimm poured out of the hole they were met head first with the hunters in training from Beacon Academy, and they gave no ground to the enemy, not. One. Inch. It was a final stand that even an Arcadian would take pride in being in.
As the two sides clashed hammers swung turning heads into stains on the ground, grey knifes flashed out removing limbs from bodies and spilling internal organs onto the field. Bullets flew through the air as scythes took to the grim like they were wheat before the harvest as they tore grim apart in bright, vibrant displays of skill and dexterity. As cohesion broke down on the hunter side as they were swallowed into the melee the battle broke down into individual engagements as scattered members of team Juneberry found themselves back to back with each other and their new found allies.
"Take that you bastards!" Venke shouted as he danced into the grim Vibro knifes slashing and slicing. He danced into the grim avoiding, riposting and parrying blows before sticking out with his knifes. Where ever they struck Grimm limbs flew free, bones were split, legs were cut and heads were liberated from their bodily prisons as the knives vibrations made quick work of bone, flesh, and muscle.
As he fought an idea came to his mind as he sliced open a fire hydrant drenching an entire was of charging Beowulfs stunning them and covering the ground with water.
"Have a little surprise from clan Moulder!" He yelled as he pulled out a small silver ball that began to pulse with electricity.
"OH! OH! Is that an electric attack!? If so hit me! Hit me!" A happy sounding dog faunus that he thought was called Nora? Said as she bounced in front of him standing proudly in the miniature lake like a literal Valkyrie as the Grimm charged.
"Are you sure? This is an Arcadian shock grenade, a clan Moulder one at that! This has over a couple hundred thousand volts of power in it!"
"That makes it even better!" The Faunus said as Venke shrugged thinking she knew better and tossed the bomb into the water.
FSSSHHHTTT! Instantly there was a shower of sparks as a bow wave of electricity flowed into the pond before slamming into the girl. Venke expected her to be turned into a fried dog, but instead, she began laughing? The strange faunus girl began laughing as literal waves of electricity flowed into her as her body started to shoot our bright as bolts of lightning through her arms and into the surrounding buildings.
"Uh... Nora, was it? Are you... ok?" Venke asked as the girl turned to face him.
"I! Am! Amplified!"
The girl said in a deeply unsettling voice as her eyes glowed bright blue completely eclipsing her normal teal ones. After that the girl began giggling manically before turning herself in a circle, she spun herself faster and faster and faster still until she became a literal tornado of lighting, debris and hammer blows as she crashed into the Grimm horde shout out something about Queen of the castle as a literal tornado ripped the horde in two.
"Don't see that every day," Venke said once before shrugging his shoulders and charging back into the fight.
As knifes flashed and scythes slashed, the sound of bone on metal filled the air as claws and talons met claymore and shield. As the sword wielders always the first to the field meet the unyielding horde of claws, slobbering jaws and jagged nails with cold determination, and brutal pragmatism.
While the others fought with grandiose flourishes and exquisite and elaborate displays of killing prowess the sword wielders fought like a stream on the rocks. They met the Grimm head on like the rest of their comrades, but they did not flourish. They did not take grand gestures as elaborate combat moves. Instead, the moved like glaciers, slowly but implacable in purpose.
They hacked and bludgeoned their way into the centers of the horde each and every time the Grimm rose to challenge them driving the monsters back with steely determination and practiced movements as metal met flesh, bone met armor and the Grimm were once more driven back into the shadows for wince they came from.
"You have exquisite form Jaune. You are a testament to your people." Yatsu said as he swung his massive claymore taking down scores of Grimm with each strike. Every time he swung Grimm fell by the half dozen, be they Beowulf's, Creeps or even Ursa they all fell to his massive claymore as he bullied his way through them.
"Thanks, I try," Jaune said as he ducked under a Beowulf's swipe before stabbing it through the throat. As the thing died Jaune leaped into the charging Grimm shield first. Unlike Yatsu Jaune lacked the physical strength or sheer area of denial ability to cleave his way through the Grimm. He had to be quick and fluid like flowing water stabbing, ducking, bashing and slashing his way through the horde. Never stopping, never resting lest he is overwhelmed and dragged down to his death under a sea of fur and claws. Ocassionly putting an aura infuse blade through a tougher monster like an Ursa or any type of Major Grimm that opposed them.
"You infuse your weapon with aura? You must teach me how to do that." Yat's said as he sliced an Ursa in before reversing his strike and eviscerating half a dozen Beowulf's before bisecting a leaping Creep.
"Venke hasn't taught you that?" Jaune asked as he ducked a Beowulf smashing forward with his shield and stabbing it through its snout killing the beast.
"Venke has taught me many things. Mainly to expect the unexpected and to never take my eyes off a game board." Yat's said as they battled the horde.
"Yup. That sounds like Kage." Jaune said as the two went side by side into the horde.
As the battle raged, another darker subtler force moved through the battlefield. While the other hunters fought the Grimm head on like blunt instruments, there was another amongst them. A flicker in the dark, a cloud of purple in the air and a steady but unerring shadow that stalked the back of the Grimm lines.
Whenever a Beowulf got to smart for its own good the shadow was there. Whenever a griffon tried to fly around and encircle them the shadow was there. When an alpha Grimm emerged tried to rally, it's lesser kin in the shadow was there.
It struck without warning or remorse. It came in a puff of purple mist and struck with the force of a falling comet. Each time it appeared a sword stabbed into a spine or eye hole. Each time it slit a throat or gutted an enemy as the Grimm horde died in droves as the shadow kept the horde just that. A horde a headless directionless body lashing out in whatever direction it saw fit with no leadership or direction. The Grimm were rendered leaderless and ineffective as they fought on.
And fight they did. Time and time again the Grimm roared out of the cave in droves. A cascading mad tidal wave of black fur bone armor and beady red eyes. And time and time again he huntsmen came to fight them. And time and time again the huntsmen drove them back.
As the battle ragged Jaune couldn't help but remember the old Arcadian saying as he was suddenly back in the snow-drenched field listening to Roman talk...
"When living your life, you must know that it doesn't matter where you go or what you do. What really matters is who you do it with. The people you meet on the way, the ones that don't turn their back on you, that stick by your side through thick and thin. The family you make rather than the one you born with, that's what truly matters.
They bashed they slashed, they shot and clashed. The met the Grimm inch by inch foot by foot as two inimical sides met, both unwilling and unable to give the other an inch as they were bot unwilling and to be quite honest they were both simply incapable of showing the other quarter, both stubbornly refusing to back down until one or both of their sides was eliminated. Neither willing to accept any outcome but the complete annihilation of the other. As they fought the hunters time and time again steadily drove them back, but it was not without cost...
"Finding people who will always stand with you, no matter what. People you are prepared to live with, fight with, laugh with, and when the time comes to die with you."
The words rang in Jaune's ear as he bounded to and fro on the battlefield. He found himself constantly fighting at somebodies side be it Venke, Nora, Blake Qrow or even Yatsuhasi. He bounced back in forth in his battles but there was one constant. Ruby. No matter how much they shifted, no matter how far they ran it seemed the young Vulf always found him each and every single time. They two gravitated to each other as they fought back to back against the horde.
As the two teens fought back to back they cleaved a bloody path through the Grimm. As they Grimm fell in droves Jaune caught the young Vulf's silver eyes as she smiled widely at him promising him that they would be home just in time for cookies and milk. Jaune returned her smile with equal force as he realized then and there that out of the entirety of Beacon hell even in all of Remnant! There was no one that he would rather have at his side as the teens fought back to back against the endless tide of black and red.
Each and every time the Grimm came for them like a tsunami, as they were indeed acting like waves on a beach by this point. The hunters roared in a challenge to the Grimms bestial growls. They charged them out form their barricade and met them halfway on the field of combat. As the bodies of defeated Grimm littered the ground, the hunter's wounds began mounting.
At first, it was simple jaws met armor and claws met flesh. It was simple really, basic injuries that anyone with aura could withstand. But most of the hunters had no aura. Almost all of Juneberry's aura was in the red, and after awhile the real wounds started to mount...
Blake was struck by an Ursa Major. Its claws tearing right through her like she was made of paper and leaving long deep bloody claw marks on her chest. She screamed in agony before Yatsuhasi dove into the Grimm lines braving claws and talons to drag the girl back to the safety of the barricade where the evergrowing crowd of faunus refugees was steadily mounting.
Jaune was the next to be injured as the stinger of a deathstalker found it's way into his stomach. The boy gasped in pain as an object the size of a suitcase found it's way into his stomach coughing up a mouth full of blood as the blow put a watermelon-sized hole in his stomach before retracting the stinger before roaring into the hunters. Luckily he had his aura, so the wound was healed within moments of it being delivered, but after that, the poison began taking effect.
The human semblance was strong, but a Deathstalker sting was no laughing matter. As his veins bulged out from his skin and turned the color of the night sky and his eyes swelled to a completely unhealthy purple, he knew his time was running out.
Qrow was the next to suffer. A grazing strike from a Beowulf followed by glancing wounds from several creeps met his chest leaving deep gnashes in him that stayed. When questioned about his lack of healing he revealed he had been heavily drinking the past week and his semblance was out of order. Jaune swore at the man louder then he thought possible as his midnight colored veins threatened to break out of his skin.
Yatsuhashi was the next to fall as his aura severely reduced from his successful rescuing of Blake. He had suffered numerous grazing blown from a horde of creeps as his armor was torn to shreds before finally, his aura quit and his flesh was exposed to the Grimm who took a precious toll from it.
Nora was the only one to not fall due to injuries from the Grimm but to simple frailty. The hammer wielder was exhausted. She had pushed herself to and beyond her bodies limits, and she could finally push no more. Her limbs became sluggish, and her movements slowed to a crawl, and she finally dropped her hammer. Nora was finally exhausted, she fought with all she had, and now she was ready to die. As the Grimm swarmed her only a mad rescue form Qrow saved her life as he tossed her behind the ever-expanding car barrier where Blake lay now, they were down two.
As the Grimm swarmed her only a mad rescue form Qrow saved her life as he tossed her behind the ever-expanding car barrier where Blake lay now, they were down two of their number. To be fair it was still two to hundreds but the Grimm had seemingly endless reserves and the huntsmen did not.
Venke was the last to fall. No one blow ended him, he simply suffered too many minor injuries from all sorts of threats, talons, claws, blunt strikes. They all came and took their tool of flesh, as his once immaculate light skirmisher red armor once the pride of the clan Moulder forges was broken shattered in numerous places and laid to bare as his aura long since exhausted was eating into his flesh as it flashed red, his semblance was finally turning on him as it began cannibalizing his flesh in order to heal him he was finally knocking on death's door.
As the hunters fell apart, the Grimm kept charing. The horde never ceased never stopped. It ebbed and flowed, but it never quit never showed a hint of restraint. As the hunters were slowly gradually reduced by the Grimm like a stone in a stream.
The Grimms roars doubled in strength as the hunters cry of defiance slowly dipped and dwindled to mere shadows of their former glory as the Grimm surrounded them.
Jaune fought with all his strength, his aura long since exhausted making him rely solely on his steel and shield to carry the day. As his breathing became labored, he tasted the familiar taste of iron in his mouth as his veins swelled. They were ugly black things that threatened to break his skin as he cursed the insanity of the situation.
It was one thing to die to fight, it was another to die betrayed. And yes this battle was the act of treachery. Halfway through the engagement, Venke figured out that some type of EMP must have been deployed to disable all their scrolls, also answering as why despite the literal Grimm invasion the town alarm was not ringing right now, and since the alarm was not sounding no one knew of their struggles, and apparently, someone had shut down the city gates. Sealing off all the exits and entrances trapping the people inside as a meal for the Grimm.
This fact was a double-edged sword. As scared desperate faunus found their way to the makeshift barricade this no doubt saved dozens upon dozens of lives but cost them many more. As the civilians ran to the barricade there was simply not enough hunter sot cover their entry, as for every one civilian that made it to their barricade two more did not. And by the second hour of combat, the ground was covered in half smashed barely recognizable faunus copses as any Grimm not intercepted by the waning hunters found the running faunus as they were ripped apart, slashed if three or eaten as they fled to the safety of the barricade.
Their plan to save civilian lives was somewhat working with the fifty or so rescued ones safe in the barricade, but it also attracted each and ever Grimm from the tunnel to their position. Despite this being their goal the intent was to get the Grimm away from the civilians not call them all into one ready to eat location. As Jaune knew once they fell the citizens of Vale would fall soon after making their fight just as Blake predicted. Futile.
As bad as this news was the next fact drove in the nail that he was most likely an inside job. In a desperate attempt to signal the outside world Venke and Qrow decided to light several cars and buildings on fire. Hoping that the resulting smoke would act as a signal and draw help from the outside.
At first, this was an inspired idea as the two went about torching cars and buildings and for a time they thought it would work! That was until the drones came and the battle was well and truly lost.
The VFD Vale fire department apparently used robotic drones to put out fires so when the fires were lit the sound of rushing turbines filled the air as drones flew in form the sky and put fire retardant on the flames smothering them instantly. Normally this would be a good thing as it meant emergency service were alerted and help was the way.
That never happened as the drones merely extinguished the fires before fleeing ending their attempt at creating fires and left. At first, Qrow and Kage fired into the drones attempting to take them down. Qrow with his cannon and Kage with his strange gun knifes. This worked for a time but there was always more drones then they had ammunition. In the end, they gave up that fight, causing the men to waste invaluable magazines of their precious ammunition and time in the process. The drones were camouflaging the area making it so that no one thought anything was amiss. As the sirens fell silent and the drones killed any attempt at signaling the hunters never quit.
Not when their aura ran low, or when their pitiful amount of ammunition finally ran dry the huntsmen never once stopped fighting. And they met the Grimm time and time again on the blood-soaked ground, as sheer determination and refusal to die met raw hatred and belligerence as the two clashed and the Huntsman began to win.
It was like a fairy tale miracle. As the heroes rallied past their wounds and injure. They rallied their war cries called upon their wounded up form their beds to make one final heroic charge one grand last stand in the face of the darkness and the hunters began to win.
They grim were beaten back, bludgeoned and shot into submission. As the hunters fought back Nora even planted the team Juneberry banner high above the stack of cars declaring that this was there first but not last! Final stand! As endless waves of claws and talons met sheer determination and raw spite! As the Grimm was torn in three butchered swords, carved up by scythes, smashed by a hammer or eviscerated by a pair of vibrating knifes. Eventually, the tide turned, and the Huntsman began to win.
It was fairy tale battle as the forces of good fighting the forces of evil! Light fought darkness as the warriors of light battled back the creatures o the night, The hunters finally found their inner strength, and called upon their hidden reserves of their embedded power and fought back and banished the corrupted darkness! The beat they bashed! They fought they crashed! The stuck the night back into the tunnel from which it came and sealed them off for good!
At least they would have, but real life is not a fairy tale, and last stands are called last stands for a reason.
As the miracle charge of team Juneberry finally, faltered the huntsmen met their final fate. One by one. The Grimm cornered isolated and eliminated the hunters as they finally met their ends. The first to go was Nora as the battle reached its fourth hour the inevitable happened. The hunters got tired.
It was inevitable really, hunters being human or faunus were still living beings. they needed food, water, shelter, rest. As the Grim poured out form the tunnel the battle began to reach its inevitable conclusion of their fight began, the hunters became simply exhausted. They were only human well mainly faunus but still, the battle was still seven hunters, and hundreds of Grimm. To be fair they had made a good account of themselves, even by Arcadian standards, the seven combatants had proved to be exceptionally efficient in the three hours of frantic combat. The ground by the barricade was neigh unrecognizable with mounds of dead, as there were mountains of disintegrating Grimm corpses and only small hills of dead civilians as their brutal desperate charges bought time for even more civilians to reach their barricade it still mattered not.
It didn't matter how hard they fought, it didn't matter what plans they had, or the sheer hatred for their enemy their bodies had simply been pushed too far to continue and their mounting wounds only speed this process up as the spirit of the Huntsman stayed high even as their bodies finally broke down, as the Grimm who never needed to rest simply kept coming it was just like how a steady stream erodes a large rock as the hunters faltered. They would soon learn the other part of a glorious last stand! Specifically the last part as lasts stands are famously known for having rather permanent and often fatal conclusions...
"HIYA!" Nora screamed aloud as she broke an Ursa in two as she swung Magnihild forward in a brutal uppercut arc, the god faunus nearly collapse in exhaustion as her limbs felt like they were on fire as her lungs struggled to keep up with her relentless combat. She got no time to rest and recover as a second Ursa charged her and tackled her from the side.
Nora was bored into the ground by an Ursa major she grimaced in pain as her skin was ripped off on the asphalt leaving long red stains on it before she swung her hammer and smashed half of its face, with Magnihild it happened. A cry left her throat as her arms suddenly shook, jolted and froze in place as ever her enormous reservoirs of strength finally faltered, fizzled out as she dropped Magnihild before she could finish it off.
It was just enough time for its paws to strike not once not twice but thrice! Against her aura, it glowed a violent pink color as it shook and held with all the tenacity and power that lived in the young girl's soul! As her inner light resisted the darkness one last paw strike came and stuck true...
Nora gave the single most painful scream of her young life as the Ursa's claw drove right into the young girl's kneecap striking clean through the skin, then the flesh then muscle. It sheered clean through her bone, and as it pulled back, it ripped Nora's leg clean off. The dog faunus mind nearly went blank as her eyes saw white and her body convulsed violently, she howled in agony as hot blood spurted out of her leg as a jagged white piece of bone jutted out from the wound in an awkward and painful looking angel. She cried in pain as hot large tears fell falling from her eyes as lighting bolts of agony traced up her body, she grabbed her lost leg as two more Ursa came down to finish what the original started.
The dog faunus sobbed loudly as bright tears fell from her face as blood poured out from her wounded leg that she gripped with both hands as the bone stuck out like a jagged white stalagmite. As she bleed life fluids by the bucket loud bright red and virulent liquid poured out from her as The Ursa closed in on her. The was a puff of purple as one's head was sliced clean off before a fully automatic burst of Gambol Shroud killed the other one. As the gun clicked dry Blake teleported her partner to the wall of cars tossing her over the wall into the arms of the civilian faunus praying to the light that hey could help her partner, before turning back and meeting her fate...
FIT! FIT! Blake was gone, just gone. One moment she was tossing Nora's broken bleeding body over the wall of cars into the arms of the waiting faunus, the next she was just gone. As two jet black feathers, each twice the normal length of a car impaled her straight to the ground. The cat coughed up a mouthful of blood as she saw the massive projectiles embedded in her stomach and one in her right chest. She felt her lung filling up with blood as she gripped the feathers impaling her body as tears fell from her face she used last bit of strength to turn her face to the setting sun as she looked at the giant boiling ball of plasma in the sky she curled her fists as hot tears fell from her mouth as she spoke.
"Why? Why did you stop talking to me? What did I do wrong? I did everything you asked of me! I did Everything! I! DID! EVERYTHING! I did whatever you said without complaint! Without hesitation! I followed your directions to the letter! Each and every time! Then you just stopped talking to me!? Why!? Why did you stop talking?! What did I do!? Why did you forsake me!? I don't deserve this! I did Nothing wrong! What did I not do right? Why won't you answer me?" Blake said through pained breaths As she stared viciously at the sun.
Blake felt it rise form beneath her it was like a tidal wave of pure viciousness erupted form her boy, as hot painful tears fell onto her chest. The bloodied bandages were soaked with tears as looked at the sun. Hatred, pure and raw welled up against form her chest as she glared at the ball of light, she hated the damned object more than she thought she could hate anything as she cursed its name loudly before her strength finally failed her. The girl sighed once in frustration as her deity her reason for exiting, simply ignored her pain, the girl gave one last pathetic whimper of "What did I do wrong?" Before she gave a gurgled gag as a wad of blood left her mouth as she closed her eyes as her limbs went still Gambo Shroud fell form her bloodied hands and clanked loudly to the ground as her body went still never to move again.
As the team slowly fell Qrow was the next to falter. "AHH!" The human screamed as a Deathstalker clipped his right arm clean off. Sending the man screaming at the ground as his limb was taken from him and did not grow back. The wound did not glow green, blue or any other color. As instead, only a steam of bright red blood emerged from the wound as Qrow rolled under a stinger attack that would have ended his life.
Qrow balmed as his face lost all color to it as he felt his body grown cold and numb. He fired three cannon shots into the deathstalker stunning it before dashing forward clipping off it's pincer and stabbing it in the eyes killing the beast before finally realizing much too late that he had lost, far. Too. Much. Blood.
As he ripped off a pieced of his shirt to make a mock tourniquet for himself, he used his last strength to jump over the metal barricade landing hard into the asphalt of the inner wall terrifying the nearby faunus as a one-armed human leaped over their fragile wall fired twice into the horde of Griim before collapsing. Qrow swore loudly as he vision went bleary and his pulse dimmed.
He cursed once and took one last swig from his flask as the concerned voice of faunus rushed his body he gave one last look to see the form of Blake and Nora their bodies were still motionlessness surrounded by pools of blood. One impaled by what looked like feathers from a Nevermore the other with her right leg ripped of being tended to by a crowd of Faunus. Qrow sighed once as he dropped his flask to the ground as his vision went blurry and finally black as his pulse stilled, a final mumble of "Rae," left his mouth as he prepared for the inevitable end.
"Jaune... This looks like the end." Yat's said through haggard breaths as he coughed up a significant amount of blood. The massive faunus was breathing heavily as he coughed into one arm. Blood flowed freely from the scores of dents and tears into his light green armor as he coughed up blood.
"If this is how we die... I am glad to have met a warrior such as yourself. Jaune it was a pleasure to fight at your side, my only regret is that we will not get to do this again. You do yourself proud. I am sure if your clan members could see you here today you would be welcomed back with open arms."
Thel large faunus Yatsuhasi said as Jaune grinned at him. The newest wave of Grimm swarmed out of the tunned dozens strong with the weakest members being an alpha Ursa.
"So this is how we die? I guess I got my wish in the end. I get to die with honor!" Jaune said through pained breaths as he readied his sword."How about it boys? One last charge? For old times sake?" Jaune asked as he caught up greenish yellow liquid from his stomach. As he looked, the veins were entirely the color of obsidian and thick as celery pieces. As his skin lost all tone to it, he took one last look on the battlefield. All his friends were wounded or worse.
Nora had her leg ripped off, by an Ursa, and Blake was impaled by the feathers of nevermore that had somehow managed to get past Vales aerial defenses. Meaning that it was an inside job after all. Qrow was bleeding out behind the barrier and Ruby. RUBY! Jaune though as he saw his partner far on his right his heart paused, stopped and shattered, as Roby Rose was ripped in half.
Ruby was in agony. Ithurts!Ithurts!Ithurst!Ithurts! The small Vulf was screaming in agony as she was brought to the ground roughly, Crescent Rose was ripped viciously form her hands as she found herself caught between the jaws of two Grimm. The Vulf cried out in agony as she was being pulled in two opposite directions by a pair of Beowulf's. Both monsters had a jaw on one of her fragile Vulf limbs. Her Vulf ears were ramrod straight as her mouth yelped in pain as the teeth sunk into her flesh and pulled.
"Ithurst! Help me! Please! Uncle Qrow!? Mom!? Raven!? Somebody! Please help me!" The girl cried in pain as her limbs were torn bloodily form their sockets. Her eyes bulged out in pain as searing white hot agony soared her body as the sound of tearing flesh filled the air as her aura already in the deep red finally failed and the teeth sank into her skin.
Pearly white fangs tore like l hot knife through butter, into the creamy smooth flesh of the Vulf, easily ripping apart her calf and upper arm making her howl in torment. As the teeth sunk into her flesh splitting the muscle and tearing bone apart, they were going to rip Ruby in two. She screamed louder than a being her size should have any right to, as her arm was torn clean from its socket and leg severed in a brutal shower of blood and bone before a shower of bullets filled her position. FIT! FIT! FIT!
Bullets fired blindly into her area killing the Grimm in a hail of rounds the bloodied Vulf dropped to the ground, her mind exploded in agony as a rough hand grabbed the bleeding girls shoulder. "Get up! We need to move!" A voice yelled as Venke bleed from all manners of wound leaped to the girl's side.
He barely held in his own intestines with one hand as he grabbed the young Vulf tossing her into a nearby blown out building courtesy of one of Qrow's cannon shells. He winced inwardly as he Vulf whimpered in pain. Her right leg was ripped clean off and her left arm hung on by thin sinewy threads of muscle. It was hard to say what would kill her first blood loss or shock as the girl began to shake violently on the ground. Either way, large amounts of blood poured from her arm and leg as her body began to shake violently as it went into shock.
"Here this will help." He said taking out a long grey syringe and stabbing her in the leg. The Vulf gasped as the powerful anticoagulant flowed into her body as the powerful Arcdain medicine went to work on her stopping what was most likely an already fatal amount of blood loss. As the painkillers kicked in her once glazed over silver eyes regarded him.
"Venke? What's going on? Why are we in a building? Where is my leg?" Ruby asked as she regained some cohesion as the Grimm swarmed them.
"Look, kid. It's not looking good for us right now. We are about to be overwhelmed by Grimm and I need to go out there. If they get too close use these." He said placing an intricate revolver that looked like the one Jaune had threated to commit suicide with in one hand and a small silver ball in her second.
"One's a gauss pistol. Use it kill the Grimm as they enter the room. Once you run out of ammo pull the pin on the ball. It's a plasma grenade and it's better than being eaten alive. Trust me." He said as he gave the Vulf the weapons and began to leave the building, there was a battle to be fought and he would be damned if he wasn-
"Venke wait! Please! I.. I've lived most of my life alone, I was never accepted into the world as a whole. Please... Please don't let me die alone. Please, not like this." Ruby asked the human as she begged him to not leave her to die.
The human sighed as he took a step down from the broken window still as he walked over to the Vulf blood flowing freely from the scores of cuts on him as he went to sit by the young vulf. He was dead anyway so what's the harm in honoring the last request of a comrade?
"There is an old Arcadian saying that goes nobody dies alone. I abandoned that saying once, but I will be damned if I do it again."
He said as he sat down next to the girl who took the silver pistol in her hand as her animal ears twitched in shock as the first black forms roared into the build only to be met by a wall of muzzle flashes and a literal hail of gunfire as the hunters fired into the mass of black fur and red eyes, the Grimm shook shudder and were blown apart as bullets and gauss rounds tore into them. Their bodies jerked and faltered before the final bullets were expended as a new wave of Beowulf's appeared.
'Venke, I don't want to die." Ruby said as the Grimm was temporarily obstructed by the walls of the small building and the bodies of their own disintegrating comrades as they fought to get inside.
"Nobody does kid. Nobody does." He said as he took the silver ball form her hand and pulled the pin.
"You know I always thought that I was a failure, I guess this proves it huh?" The girl asked as her eyes glazed as even the powerful medicine in her was struggling to keep her alive.
"I don't think you're a failure, you were willing to die to save total strangers today, and in my opinion, anyone willing to die for another person is a good person in my book." He said as the Grimm finally broke down the flimsy building walls and swarmed them.
"It was nice to know you, I wish we got to know each other better," Ruby said as she closed her eyes not wanting to see her own end.
"You too Red, for the record, I think we would have made a great team." He said before tossing the grenade at the horde as the room turned into a blue sun.
"It's been a pleasure and a privilege," Jaune said as he gripped his sword. As a bright blue sun appeared in his peripheral vision. A plasma grenade? Why did Venke throw that? Jaune thought as he felt himself waver. His wounds were mounting his aura was gone the poison in him was bypassing his semblance by all accounts he should be dead! but he wasn't... Instead of collapsing or succumbing to his wounds Jaune felt something cool and calm enter his body. As he heard a voice speak to him...
"My child, why are you suffering like this?" A voice said in Jaune's ear as he felt the most blissful feeling enveloped him as he felt a cool breeze enter his body.
"Suffering like what? Who are you and why are you in my head?"
"My child do not try to deceive me. Your wounds are mounting. I can fell you suffering now tell me why you are in such pain?"
"The Grimm. They are going to kill me soon. I am going to die."
"Oh no, no, no. My son! You are not going to die like this. Not today. Calm yourself, my child. Dig deep inside of you and remember who you are."
Who are you?"
"Who am I?"
'Who am I?"
"Who am I!?"
"Who AM I!?"
"WHO AM I?!" Jaune shouted to himself, again and again, his brain nearly tore itself apart with sensory overload until he finally felt it happen as his mind became clear he remembered who he was.
Even if couldn't fight, even if he could barely stand, he would meet his death on his feet! He was not some weak child or scared boy! Not anymore! No, Jaune finally remembered who he was.
As Jaune remembered who he was Yatsuhasi looked at him with a look of pure horror etched on his face. At first, he believed Jaune to be having a near-death hallucination common to men about to die. But then he saw it. At first, Yatsu was sure he was seeing things, as Jaune was surrounded by a cool silver mist as he stared at the attacking Grimm then he looked up and saw his eyes.
No longer did Jaune have light blue eyes, now he had deep red ones like the color of blood. And his face! It had lost all color to it resembling a layer of freshly fallen snow and there what looked like bright red veins!? Running throughout his face as an eerie silver mist surrounded him, as for the first time in a long time Yatsuhasi knew true fear as he stared as Jaune's transforming figure.
He was an Arcadian! He did not fear death! He embraced it! And if these soulless abominations thought they would find his warrior spirit lacking they were sorely mistaken! As he snarled at he Grimm win for his final moment as the wall fo claw and tales reach them the world speed into light as massive yellow light filled his vision and he was blown away. Jaune gasped as the world in front of him turned into a bright wall of fire as he was thrown back by a massive bow wave.
A mass or rockets slammed into the ground blanketing it in a carpet of fire and shrapnel as the whir of turbines filled the air. As a roar of engines filled his ears as a wall of dust was kicked up around him.
As Jaune looked up he saw a lone silver gunship firing missile after missile into the Grimm before unloading another payload of assault cannon shells them. As The ship fired a bright silver object fell form it. Instantly recognizing it for what it was Jaune leaped forwards summoning all the energy he could as he dove and caught the falling object, it was a scroll. As he dove to catch it a large call pending icon was on it as he slammed his finger into it answering the communications device.
"Hello! Hello! Is anybody down there!? This is VKH-2 pilot first class Mike Hail reporting! Are the hunters down there receiving this?!"
"Mike?! This if Jaune Arc leader of team Juneberry! What's going on?!" Jaune shouted into the scroll as the Grimm were momentarily driven back the appearance of the gunship's weapons.
"Arc!? Why is an Arc in Vale?! It doesn't matter! The Atlesian fleet is coming in! We just need to hold out for a little bit longer!" The man yelled as bullets tore into the Girmmas another fresh salvo of missiles burst into their lines decimating them as the ship attacked.
"Tell him to stop shooting the missiles! We need them to destroy the tunnel" Yat's said pointing to the cause of the infestation as Jaune nodded once.
"Mike! Are you listening to me?"
"Go ahead Jaune Arc! I read you loud and clear!"
"You need to destroy that tunnel! Stop hitting the grim with those missiles and hit the tunnel instead!"
"Aye aye!" The man said as the craft pivoted once as it fired two misses into the tunnel detonating in bright red clouds of fire before a sharp shiny object embedded itself into the crafts cockpit and the gunship spiraled into the ground.
"Light Dammit!" Mike shouted as what seemed to be an obsidian arrow lodged itself in his chest. Blood spurted from his mouth as sparks flew wilding in his cockpit as warning klaxons and blaring sirens filled his ear as the craft rocketed out of control his cat nail dugs into his control stick desperate to make his final moments count.
"Mike! Mike! What's happening up there!? Are you ok!?"
"Jaune! I'm hit! Some type of arrow! I'm going down! I"ve lost control of the engines!" Mike yelled as he flicked a series of brightly colored buttons in the gunships cockpit before sighing once. "If I die I might as well die the hero."
He said as he armed all of the reaming warheads in his ship before slamming the thruster and ramming the sip into the tunnel collapsing it in a titanic fireball...
"Mike!? Mike!? Whats happening?!" Jaune yelled as the silver gunship suddenly kicked it's thrusters into high gear and rammed the tunnel scappling it in a ball of fire. As the tunnel collapsed, Yatsuhasi spoke. "Jaune! The time is now while they are stunned!" He yelled as the few surviving grim lingered in a daze.
As the two teen looked at each other they saw their chance. Both of them were dying, that fact was as clear as day and neither Jaune nor Yatsuhasi planned on seeing tomorrow but they had a job to do and they would be damned if they gave up now.
As a massive Beowulf alpha charged jaune the boy shot out a hand and yanked it by the throat forcing it to come to a stop.
"Yield," Jaune said in a deep resonating voice as the monster looked terrified at him before it fell back as Jaune cut it's head off. As it died the remaining Grimm changed. It was as if they were puppets with their strings cut as they stopped charging the teens and seemed to wander about in a confused trance. "Jaune! This is our chance!"
Yatsu yelled as Jaune broke out of his stupor and joined the older teen as they charged. After coming so close, not after losing so much. The two teens charged the dazzled grim falling onto them like wolves to sheep as the hacked and slashed until there was nothing left but blood and fur.
Victory, Jaune thought as he finally let his lungs break. The teen cried in pain as finally, he collapsed bodily into the blood covered streets of Vale. They did it! They won! Team Juneberry's final stand was not so final after all! As the team flag waved proudly over the piles of cars Jaune was once again reminded of the loss. Not even counting his team who were surely all dead by this point. Oobleck was still missing presumed dead at this point as even if he was alive he was now stuck in a tunnel full fo Grimm. The town was covered in a virtual mountain of Grimm corpses and a literal mountain of faunus dead.
Even with Team Juneberry's best efforts, they were seven against hundreds and in a city of thousands, the numbers did not work well for them. Out of all the faunus, they accounted for a full eighty resided behind the relative safety of the car barricade. While well over the two hundred mark lay dead in the street. And that was only the dead they saw.
Not counting once elsewhere in the city, buried under the mounds of corpses or simply eaten alive. Blood flowed freely from the desecrated faunus dead. As they were laid bare by the Grimm. Blood filled the streets forming massive puddles of viscera and bile as the bodies of men woman and children all bleed freely.
As Jaune almost collapsed to the floor Yatsu gave a sigh of relief. It was all a hallucination. Jaune no longer had blood red eyes of ghostly white skin, no longer were his veins red like blood now they were once again normal as his skin reverted to a healthy color thanks to his semblance.Yat's smiled as the boy barely kept himself conscious as he covered the still open wounds on his body. Yatsuhasi had no such luxury as he finally gave out and crashed to the ground with his sword embedded into in to brace himself as he left consciousness with a prayer for his team on his lips.
Even if they won the day the victory was a hollow one at best, As Jaune thought to the mound of dead faunus he couldn't help but wonder was this his fault? Was all the death caused by his hubris? Had he taken Ozpin's offer and allowed team Weapon to come with them on this mission, could this have all been avoided? Or would team weapon have just ended up as another fresh number of corpses to the already knee-high mass of dead bodies that were now downtown Vale.
As he watched the mounds of dead Faunus the sound of footsteps came from behind him as Jaune turned to see a faunus in purple with a camera on her shoulder walking up to him.
"You... You saved us. I got it on tape! You are heroes! All of you!" A tall fox faunus with the word Lavender on her name tag said as she held a camera to Jaune with a bright red light on it, as the human smiled once and fell into darkness, the last memory he had was the whir of additional turbines the yelling of voices and somebody yelling "Jaune!" At the top of her lungs, "Pyrrha?" Jaune thought as his consciousness left him and he slipped into the blackness and his grip faltered as Croce Mora fell onto the blood-soaked streets.
"Damn Cinder was this really necessary?" Roman asked as he watched the Atlas fleet Finally arrive in Vale. Their pearly ships started to clean up the Grimm as the metal robots landed expecting to go in guns blazing. Had the plan been a success? I mean the town was wrecked but not destroyed in fact beside the piles of dead faunus there was very little property damage done to the city. It looked almost pristine as Roman eyed it.
"I don't mean to be rude, and- well actually I really don't mean to be rude but was it really necessary to let them win?" Roman asked as he twirled his cane observing the rescue fleet as it swarmed over Vale.
"Why of course my dear Roman. If the hunters lost this fight it would mean further complications for us." The alpha fox cooed at him as he simply shrugged his shoulder as Neo put another lit cigar into his mouth. Roman ruffled the small mongoose's hair as she giggled brightly as he watched the now useless Atlas fleet arrive.
"I have no idea how letting them live was a good idea, and if it was why did you kill the pilot? Surely he would have made their win a bit quicker right?"
"Roman, Roman enough with the questions all right? I killed him because he was interrupting the show. Nothing more nothing less. And besides Vale needs it's heroes after all. Now, how about we go about phase two of our plan shall we?" Cinder asked as Roman sighed and took another drag of his cigar.
"Oh, sure! Big words form the one who is not going to get arrested!" Roman grumbled as he sighed once and took a long drag from his cigar before walking away into the falling sun.
Neo giggled at her boos in an off-kilter way that set Cinder's teeth on edge. If Cinder was not so happy she might have attacked the off breed to save not only herself but most of Vale some misery. But she did not. In fact, Cinder had to fight the urge to smile. I have your number, Roman. Cinder thought as the thief made his way back to the warehouse.
Cinder always did love a good smack of irony in her life and how she would bring Roman Torchwick to heel in what was the most delicious ways possible. As she licked her fangs she couldn't help but laugh. Roman's surrender would come from the most unexpected of sources "Enjoy your last hours of freedom Roman. You will be under my boot soon enough." She mumbled as Neo growled at her as Cinder flicked a hand of flame at the girl before the two walked away for their own individual contribution to the plan.
"Well, we made it back in one piece!" Roman said to no one in particular as he opened the door to his warehouse and stepped inside.
"I'm home! Not that anyone is actually listening, just me my cane and my-
"Heat signature detected!"
Roman wasted no time firing Melodic Cudgel as he saw a flash of green as a familiar red-headed girl lept over him.
"Plese stop! There is no need for hostilities! I mean you no harm! I am just here to help!" The strange robotic faunus girl from the docks said as Vi lost its shit.
"WARNING! ROUGE SERVITOR DETECTED! USE OF EXTREME CAUTION IS ADVISED! ROMAM WE CAN'T WIN THIS! WE MUST RETREAT NOW!"
"You say so! VI we ju-
Whatever words Roman was going to say were gone forever as the robot lept forward in a blur of speed knocking his cane another side before gripping his throat and squeezing. Roman coughed as his cane was knocked from his hand as the robot pushed him against the wall of his warehouse lifting him up against it with contemptuous ease.
'You can't hurt humans!" Roman coughed at the machine as the girl cocked its head up at him.
"Correct! I can not hurt a human! It goes against my programming to harm you in any way! But since you are a criminal I can subdue you according to Atlas law!"
"VI do something!" Roman yelled as his Ai went to work.
"Attempting firewall incursion! Accessing! Accessing!"
"Warning! enemy AI detected! Initiating defensive protocols!" The Rouge Servitor said as its eyes went blood red before the single most off-kilter smile Roman and eve see came to its face.
"That won't work. I have no external access points for you to hack into my systems." The girl said as removed a piece of her hair showing a tri-pronged insertion point.
"Wired connection only. I can transmit but not receive date only your efforts are for not."
"Roman I can't help you! You need to run!"
VI yelled as Roman instantly tuned to run only for the girl to jump in front of him slamming a hand on his neck and smiling sweetly. "Resistance is futile." The girl said sweetly eyes began flickering green as she stared into his eyes. A hand opened up revealing several scalpels and cutting tools as the machine opened its mouth. "Roman Torchick! Thank you for reporting for your processing!"
: Well there we have it, the final? Fight off team Juneberry! I know that came out of nowhere but there it is. There will be no updates to any of my works for a week or so as I said earlier but there will be a surprise after that so until then take care! Until then have some lore! It seems people really like the lore segments for some reason so here you go!
" Start transmission. Audio Recording personal note of doctor Malroque regarding Arcadian clan psychology and intriguing individuals in the world part one. Encryption level epsilon recording Start."
"The Triumph De Arcadia! The most intriguing part of the Arcadian history that I have stumbled upon in my years of research. I have finally been able to decipher the strange and baroque wording of the ancient text and it confirms our suspicions."
"Triumph of Arcadia! Is an ancient oath signed by the various clans of Arcadia saying that if any threat of danger to Arcadia that all of the Arcadian clans will unite for the combined protection and survivability of the country. Now, this might seem like a binding treaty, it even says that if any clan that has signed the treaty betrays Arcadia in any way they will be declared war upon by the rest of the clans."
"This document gets interesting as it appears that two Arcadian clans have not signed the treaty. The two being clan Moulder and clan Eshin respectively. Meaning that while these two clans are still part of Arcadia they have no loyalty to Arcadia or its citizens outside of their own clan. And are not bound by most of the same rules. Now while both clans have not signed this treaty it is important to know that they have done so for very different reasons."
"Clan molder is the industrial powerhouse of Arcadia and the world. They make and create things in such quantity that their economy is better than most of the kingdoms combined. The personal motto of clam Moulder is the flesh is weak. This stems from their belief that while the human form is the ideal base for all life it can only be improved by the addition of mechanical prosthetics and augmentation. Clan Moulder views the rest of humanity as ideal if not weak and fragile beings of flesh. And only supports them due to their belief in humanity having the ideal form for all life."
"The other part of their motto is the strong are always strongest on their own. They often refuse to work with other Acadians for any reason, only doing so when something threatens Arcadia or they have a vested interest in something, such as the great war. Besides that, they stick to their own affairs and care little for the lives of their fellow humans. This attitude has been exponential in our dealings with them. As our alliance with their Fabricator general is now affirmed."
"A side note on clan Moulder is that their obsession with prosthetics has led them to have some of the most advanced medical devices in all of Remnant. Their knowledge of living flesh or more specifically how to replace it has led to them being able to save anyone from almost any injury by simply replacing their flesh with metal. As long as you are alive clan Moulder can replace limbs, flesh and even internal organs with incredibly advanced prosthetics. Though they only do this for their clan members or those they feel have helped their clan in some way. After all, the flesh is weak and the strong are always strongest on their own."
"Clan Eshin, on the other hand, is- (Shattering noises in the background followed by off tape whimpering.) Sera please make a note to give the Vulf her eyes back. I took its eyes in an attempt to see if removing one of their sensory organs would enhance their others enough to make up for their genetic deficiencies. As it turned out removing her eyes did, in fact, increase her hearing capabilities but nowhere near enough to compensate."
(mechanical voice: "Very well sir, shall I administer anesthesia for this operation or shall I proceed like last time?")
"No idea lets flip a coin." (Coin flips.)
(More whimpering.)
"Tails! You hear that Sarah! You are getting the good stuff!"
(Whimpered crying.)
"Any ways clan Eshin has not signed the treaty because they were banned form it. Unlike the rest of Arcadia clan Eshin is treated with outright distrust and scorn by their comrades. Unlike the rest of Arcadia who values honor and integrity, clan Eshin values stealth and guild. They are the only humans who will outright lie, cheat steal and do anything to better help their cause. They are known for viciousness in battle, experiment with chemical weapons and having such a callous disregard for life that even Arcadians think they are mad."
"At first we thought they would be the ideal partners for our coup against Arcada but they are blatantly racist against he faunus despite liking us on a genetic level. Clan Eshin repeatedly abducts fauns form the world particularly Vacuo as it is closer for experimentation with biological weapons. Faunus physiology is so similar to humans makes us ideal test subjects for them and they can abduct faunus with no threat of reprisal from Arcadia or the world. They are dangerous, mad and have no qualms about downright genocide to get their way. Caution is advised"
("Endnotes on Arcadia. Begin Notes on important individuals in the world.")
"As utopia draws near I have taken the time of compiling a list of all those I deem worthy of our attention in this matter and beyond.
"number one: Roman Torchwick."
"Note all post-Arcadia information gathered on subjects is courtesy of rouge servitor unit 001 codenamed Penny."
"Eldest son of Solomon and Rosmaire Torchwick, Roman is the eldest of four children, having three younger sisters back in Arcadia. He is a truly rare example of an Arcadian not only flying off the handle but going on a rampage in the faunus territories. Former and technically current commander of the Arcadian three hundred and first light infantry unit otherwise known as the first and only, Roman was a fairly standard human until being signed up for the breeder contracts and being married in Vale."
"Reports are sketchy as to what exactly happened to him in this marriage but we can assume it was some type of domestic abuse. Damn cougars don't even know how to care for a human. Anyways Roman is interesting for he is a rare example of a human without a fully functioning semblance. "
"Years of alcohol and drug abuse have rendered his healing factors null and void and his semblance is no longer fully functioning. Interestingly though he has used this disability to his benefit as he has become a master of aura manipulation that makes him worth this slot."
"Aura is always a fascinating subject human aura even more so. Roman's aura has been compressed and trained in such a manner that he has gained full control over it. In case you were wondering, though if you have the clearance to her this fact should be obvious as the light. Aura operates much like muscles when it comes down to infusing it into weapons or melee attacks. You can never put your full aura into your attacks for your body will prevent it, just like it will prevent from using your muscle at full capacity."
"But! Roman's semblance has been diluted to such an extent that he has found a way to fully manipulate his aura into a combat form he has mastered over the years. He can fully force his aura into his weapons, hands or whatever object he comes into contact granting him immense physical prowess, for what is aura but simple raw energy?"
"Thought this is strong he lacks any form of a human semblance or any type of protection barring any armor he wears on his person, he cannot heal without outside help though we believe he has access to Arcadian technology courtesy of the off breed Neo which might help him a fair bit."
"Note aura fully unlocked and controlled would allow the most basic of humans to crush a pure breed faunus in minutes in unarmed combat such is the potential of the substance, Though due to Roman's injured state he can only be combat effective for three minutes at a time before requiring to rest for extended periods of time. That said his body could prove invaluable for research, should he be rendered compliant I have tasked our rouge servitor to bring him back to us in one piece to study."
"Jaune Arc."
" Youngest child of Nicholas and Catherine Arc, Has seven older sibling all female and all accomplished warriors, and candidates for the breeder program. Former Heir of Clan arc. He revoked his clan when he was told to join the breeder program for humans by his family but he refused. He wished to be a hunter when his family demanded he be a breeder he responded by refusing the offer and ripped his crest off revoking his family to become a hunter."
"He is now currently enrolled at Beacon Academy. As the possible? Heir to the most powerful Arcdain clan and have plans for him in the future. Note: Clan Arc has strict rules for those who remove their own crest, often seeing his action as the ultimate stain on their legacy and the only way for him to regain his honor is for him to be killed by one of his own blood relatives. We do not know his individual relationships with his elder sibling but there is a high probability that one or more of them are actively trying to hunt him down to save him even as I speak."
"Venke Kage?"
"The younger brother of the fabricator general is the utmost priority for us. His safety is paramount and we have several teams monitoring him at all times. Like Jaune "Venke" also removed his crest to become a hunter, unlike Arc however clan Moulder cares little for their members when they leave. Seeing them as once clan Moulder forever clan Moulder. We have also been in touch with the Arcadian specialist in Vale who has personally guaranteed his safety as well that of his mate and team. Clan Moulder is fanatically loyal to the fabricator general and will follow any order he decrees so making his younger brother who he cares deeply for appreciate Atlas is a top priority for us."
(End Transmission)
" All goals are pricedding as plan I need to-(Glass shattering.)
"Need to conduct surgery until then personal log completed. This is doctor Malroque signing out.