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Chapter 25
Inner thoughts
The room was dimly lit with a few oak bookshelves and a bed occupying most of it. Posters were decorating the room's ceiling, posters of famous huntsman or faunus rights activists indicating that the owner aspired to be a hero or at least change the world for the better. In the center of the room however was a boy browsing through a scrap book.
"Oscar!" he heard his aunt call from downstairs. "Dinner's ready!" Oscar didn't budge and playfully smiled.
"What are we having?!" he called back, knowing his aunt's answer.
"Whatever is on your plate!" he chuckled at her reply and decided not to go further with his banter due to him being famished. He closed the scrapbook that contained newspaper clippings and was about to head to the door when his massive headache returned.
"Oscar." the voice called out. He tried to ignore it and continued his way to the door. "Oscar." The voice called out once more.
"I am not hearing this." Oscar said to himself. "I do not have the headmaster of Beacon trapped in my head." He stood still and composed himself before opening the door.
"Like it or not this is how things are Oscar." The voice said calmly. "Now please, just take a few minutes to listen to what I have to say." Oscar stood there for a moment, contemplating his options. He then sat down onto the floor and closed his eyes. he decided the faster the voice went away, the better.
"Okay," Oscar said mildly annoyed. "Spit it out." He heard the voice sigh.
"I will be the first to admit that things are not as good as they used to be." The voice belonging to the late Headmaster Ozpin said. "and they are only going to get worse. That is why we need to go to Mistral as soon as possible." Oscar groaned at this and decided to stand up.
"If you think that what happened to Beacon will happen to Haven then I think your worrying too much." Oscar replied. "Mistral is basically a fortress now and some of the world's greatest Huntsmen and Huntresses live there. I don't think a grimm invasion will be a-" Oscar was cut off due to his head aching more.
"Oscar," Ozpin started. "Have you been to Vale recently? During the breech to be precise?" Oscar shook his head. He knew though what happened. The terrorist known as the Reaper highjacked a underground train and rigged it with explosives, causing the grim to flood into the city.
"No." Oscar replied. "I haven't." a brief silence resided in Oscar's head.
"I want you to think back to that day." Ozpin then said out of nowhere. "Tell me what you see." Oscar chuckled at this and headed to the door.
"Right." He said sarcastically. "Like I know what happened then. How the buildings were somewhat destroyed and how I was face to face with…the…" Oscar stopped mid-sentence and stopped all action. He was there.
There was rubble all around him. Buildings were smoking or already toppled to the floor. However, he was there in the middle of an alleyway with eight other people with him. From what he could see, Glynda goodwitch was next to him and in front of him were six girls and one boy. He didn't need to think long to realize that they were students of Beacon. What confused Oscar however were there looks of horror. Even the stoic Glynda Goodwitch, who was infamously known for her scary demeanor looked worried beyond belief. What really caught his attention were three of the students. He forgot their names but he read in one of the newspaper collums he kept that they were the ones responsible for creating the Reaper. Oscar saw the three of them horrified beyond belief. A sense of dread and fear trickled down his back as he looked forward to see something he never wanted to see.
The man in front of them was the same person in the newspapers. He flooded the scroll blog posts when the towers were active and he really did strike fear into his heart. Small specks of smoke radiated off the man in front of him. His hood was down and Oscar could feel his blue eyes attempting to burn a hole in his head. Oscar then noticed that the man was smirking.
"Good that you could make it Ozpin."
Oscar gasped and stumbled a bit. He made his way to the edge to his bed and attempted to calm his breathing. To no avail though due to the fear still in his system.
"What the hell was that." Oscar asked himself. His hands were still shaking and he could feel his heart ready to explode.
"An unpleasant memory." Ozpin replied. "It was the day that we discovered who the Reaper really was." Oscar nodded his head and felt his breathing was starting to slow down.
"Jaune Arc?" Oscar asked. He couldn't forget that name even if he tried. He was the son of one of his role models, Alexander Arc. Not to mention that his name was the talk of the whole world when the Arcs announced what really happened to their son.
"Precisely." Ozpin replied. "He isn't the only reason to head to Mistral, but he is the most dangerous reason why." Oscar grew confused at this.
"I mean despite the fact that he is a terrorist in the eyes of the world, Why is he the most dangerous?" he heard Ozpin sigh at this.
"You're not the only one with a voice in his head Oscar." Ozpin replied. "And I fear I may be right on who is residing in Mr. Arc's mind."
With Klein, Schnee Mansion
The massive halls of the Schnee mansion were of empty of any sound besides the occasional squeak from Weiss Schnee's wheelchair. The heiress preferred to use her automatic chair but she couldn't refuse Klein's offer to push her due to the butler always knowing how to make her life just a bit easier. During their walks, Klein would always talk and attempt to begin conversation. It took him a few times to realize that there wouldn't be much of a response in his attempts but he knew that his voice filled some void in her. every once and a while she would crack a smile at his stumbling or a joke he made.
However, this walk was silent for one specific reason. Every time the heiress's father called for her, there was always some unnamed dread amongst them. Klein was ever so loyal to him but for the past few months that Weiss had been back, the monster that he called master would spare no expense in milking her dry with publicity campaigns to show that the SDC has a "sensitive side." That they were "Hurting." Of course, Klein couldn't say a thing against this, but it didn't change the fact that Arcs were right. Jacque Schnee was a monstrosity, and he couldn't do a damn thing to stop this madness.
"Here we are Miss Schnee." Klein said as they stopped at the two massive doors that lead to Jacque's office. The butler opened one of the doors and propped it so that he could wheel Weiss in.
"You do realize what this means right?" the two heard the president of the SDC growl into a scroll. "It means that despite your efforts, you would be scum among the Faunus degenerates in the streets if it wasn't for me." Klein flinched at his hateful words. "I don't care where it needs to be done. You have a blank check. Just get it DONE!" Jacque slammed his scroll down and pinched the bridge of his nose. Klein decided this would be better than any other time to step in.
"Your daughter is here Mr. Schnee." Jacque looked up to see his daughter in her wheelchair, avoiding eye contact and his eyes narrowed at this.
"Thank you, Klein," Jacque said and waved his hand. "Now leave us be. I'm sure that Whitley needs something. If not, then just wait outside." The butler internally sighed and nodded. He shut the door behind him.
"I'm getting a little tired of his shit if you ask me." Klein shook his head to get that little voice out of his head. He looked over his shoulder, back at those two doors and his eyes narrowed. After taking a few looks around, he saw that the coast was clear and pressed his ear against the door.
"I'm assuming the explosion took a bit of your brain as well, considering that you have forgotten your formalities." Klein didn't know whether to feel angry at Jacque or sad for Weiss due to his opening remark, nevertheless, Weiss remained silent. "I will make this brief then." Jacque said. "There is a grand opening of a galla and concert hall in downtown Atlas. You will be there to perform for the audience. To show that the SDC cares for what is happening in the world." Of course, it was another one of these events. Klein mentally groaned, knowing that he would have to find one of Weiss's old recordings of her music. The explosion also damaged her vocal chords a bit so every event she had performed at was a lip-sync rip off. What made it worse was that Klein knew that Weiss was dreading every moment in there. He would see the look of misery on her face every time she came out of those doors.
"And I expect perfect behavior from you. These times as of late have been critical to show that the SDC are not savages." Klein tuned out the rest. This was not new as well. Jacque would boast and banter about the company for a few minutes before sending her out. Klein sighed, now knowing what the schedule around the mansion would be. He turned around and nearly had a heart attack due to Whitley only a few feet in front of him.
"Eavesdropping Klein?" Whitley tsked and took a step forward. "Quite a lowly action for a butler." Klein straightened himself and arched his back to show a perfect posture.
"All I was doing was ensuring what your sister would be up to. So I could make her time here a little easier. She is my responsibility after all." A skeptical look dawned the youngest of the Schnee's for only a moment before his smug look reappeared.
"You do realize your loyalty resides with father foremost, correct?" Whitley retorted. "Imagine if someone told him what you had just told me." Whitley's smirk never left his lips while he said that. But confusion did grow on him when he saw that Klein chuckled a bit. The butler walked forward and leaned into the boy's ear.
"Imagine if someone told him his son kept a few faunus fetish magazines under his bed?" that was all that he needed to say to make the smirk shatter off of Whitley's face. "Then again, he may never know. Perhaps if said son never spoke of this?" Whitley notice that Klein's eyes were red now and the boy recompose himself, knowing that this side of Klein shouldn't be trifled with.
"Very well Klein." Whitley replied. "Just remember where your loyalties lie." Klein gave him a sarcastic curtsey and the boy growled at him before heading on his way. The butler chuckled a bit before his eyes turned back to brown, along with some regret in acting that way.
"Klein!" Jacque called from the other side of the door. The butler opened the door and nodded. "Make sure she is clean and ready by tonight." The man looked down at his daughter and his eyes narrowed a bit. "Remember what we discussed." Klein saw that Weiss gave no response and Jacque ordered Klein out with Weiss. While the butler was making sure that Weiss was fastened appropriately and comfortable, he noticed that his master tapped an icon on his scroll, opening a contact that confused the butler. Klein then grasped the two bars of wheelchair and escorted the heiress out of the room all while having one question in his mind. Once the two were clear out of listening distance, the butler leaned into the girl's ear.
"Forgive me Ms. Schnee, but I have a question to ask." He noticed that Weiss leaned her head towards him, wanting him to go on. "But do you know anyone by the name Geppetto Polendina?"
With Widowmaker and Sombra, Anima Forrest:
"How do you know that name?" Sombra said as she stopped in her tracks. It was only her and Amelie at the moment while Jaune went forward to scout ahead for any towns, abandoned or otherwise due to his smoke allowing him to travel much faster. Amelie thought this would be a better time than ever to ask their intel expert who Reyes was. though Amelie was not expecting her reaction to be so shocked. The two stood there for a moment not knowing what would come next.
"Jaune was screaming that name in his sleep last night." Amelie responded. "From what could see, that name doesn't bring good memories." Sombra looked away for a moment while putting her thumb to her chin, not sure what to say.
"You didn't hear this from me alright?" Sombra asked and the sniper nodded. After taking a breath, Sombra looked back up to Amelie. "Gabriel Reyes was Jaune's teacher of sorts. I exchanged information with him and in turn, he would get me schematics or help me plan out infiltrations into the hotspots of information such as the SDC or Beacon." Amelie nodded at this and Sombra continued.
"Well after about a year of working with Reyes, I started sensing some unknown aura vitals in the outer areas of Vale." Amelie had a look of confusion and Sombra gave her a blank expression. "My aura is augmented amiga. I kind of use it as a radar or to keep tabs on specific people, such as you and Jaune's vitals and aura during the fall of Beacon." Amelie's eyes grew with realization and Sombra nodded.
"I investigated the hotspot of basically a cluster of dispersed aura and after a while of looking around, I saw this kid whose skin looked like it was dripping off his body." Sombra nodded at Amelies's look of disgust. "It was a nasty sight arana. Anyways, I didn't really know what to do. The thing was curled up and sleeping, didn't really want to know what it would do when it woke up. So, I sent an image to the one person that I could trust with what was in front of me." Amelie's eyes narrowed as the two began to walk once more.
"Reyes?" she asked and Sombra smiled.
"Ding Ding! There you go, your catching on." Sombra said while playfully elbowing Amelie. "Yeah, Reyes was the man I went to and I didn't expect him to respond so fast. I mean it was instantaneous. Told me that he would be at my coordinates in two minutes. And man, the guy was true to his word" Sombra chuckled at this memory.
"So, what happened?" Amelie asked and Sombra's chuckle escalated just a bit.
"I don't know why, but the look Reyes had looked like he hit the jackpot." Sombra said while shrugging. "The next thing he does is wake the bastard without warning. I decided to cloak at this time. I was NOT going to have that thing get in a fight let alone touch me. As you would expect, the thing rushed at Reyes and I hate to say this, the thing didn't have a chance. Despite bursting into smoke every time Reyes hit him, it didn't block the pain. Anyways, after about five minutes of Reyes forcefully calming it down, I decided to speed things up and knock him out." Amelie looked a little skeptical at this. "What? It was getting boring and I had a long day prior. It didn't see me come up from behind and knock him out. After that, Reyes told me to help him take whatever that thing was to his place." Amelie remained silent while remaining a little confused about the story.
"Really amiga, I gotta spell it out for you? That thing was Jaune." Amelie's eyes widened at this and Sombra let out a laugh. "Well after a little convincing, Jaune agreed to train with Reyes. And I'm not gonna lie, Reyes guilt tripped the hell out of him after we found out who he was. A few months later, Jaune started his little operation that led you to freeing yourself." Sombra smirked as she saw Amelie processing what she had just said.
"Reyes trained Jaune to kill. While I supplied him with information all around the city. Reaps and I went on a few operations in Vaccuo and Atlas as well. Reyes called them Jaune's "tests" to see how far he progressed and in turn I got loads of info. It was a pretty sweet gig for a while." Amelie noticed that Sombra had a somber look as they continued on. "Then I found out that night you and I met, Reyes offed himself with a bullet. The last person that saw him was Ozpin and I guess Reyes knew he would lose and wanted to avoid a confrontation. From what I've seen from Jaune, it hasn't phased him much." Amelie looked over to Sombra with a hint of curiousity.
"Why is that?" Amelie asked and Sombra looked back at her. a sympathetic smile formed on her lips.
"Well despite having excellent results, not to mention sheer rage as Jaune's motivator, Reyes was heartless in the training. I stopped by every once and a while and let me tell you, there was no holding back. If Jaune messed up, Reyes would cease the opportunity to rip his arm off, then reattach it so he could rip it off again." Both shuddered at this and after a few moments of silence, Amelie decided to speak up.
"Well if last night was any indication, I would say that some part of him was phased by Reyes being dead." the sniper said and Sombra nodded. "Though this only started just recently. I honestly didn't know if Jaune would have told me anything if I went to him about this." Sombra chuckled at this and nodded once more.
"Yeah. No worries amiga, but this stays between us." Amelie nodded at this and soon after felt her scroll vibrate. She opened it up to see an Icon of Jaune's face.
"How's it going Reaps?" Sombra said, causing Jaune to groan a bit.
"All good on my end. A few bandits here and there but no trouble." Jaune replied. Amelie then saw another icon appear on her scroll. "Just sent you my location. We'll set up there for the night." A smile crept on Sombra's face.
"Oh? Taking an easy day? This wasn't even half of what we went through yesterday." Sombra replied and a sigh could be heard from Jaune.
"I was going to let us have a break from the traveling," Amelie knew that Jaune was smirking at this. "But since you seem eager to traveling more," Amelie grew surprised when Sombra snatched the scroll from her.
"Ohshitgrimjustcameoutofthewoodsgottagobye!" Sombra rushed and ended the call. A few moments of silence passed until the two started to snicker. That snickering escalated into laughter and soon the two were leaning against each other to keep themselves from stumbling.
"Yknow he's going to lecture you tonight." Amelie said in between laughs.
"Eh the bastard deserves it if he thinks he can screw with me." the two shared one more laugh before heading further down the path. Unaware of the pair of violet eyes hidden in the treeline, aimed on Amelie. Along with a scorpion tail twitching with anticipation.
And scene. I gotta admit I despise myself when there is no action AND JUST EXPOSITION. But it is needed. Not to worry though. If the end of the chapter is any indication, we will get action soon. Just want to say shout outs to my beta SunwukongMogar for helping me out with this. Not to mention the numerous people that have PMed me to share their thoughts and input. It really helps and brings new ideas to the table. I hope you all enjoyed my perspective being on Klein during Weiss's scene. Personally he and Alfred Pennyworth are in my top butlers in fiction and I love how he is the reiteration of the seven dwarves. Hmmm what else? Oh! We get more hints at Reyes. I got big plans for that. Mwhahahahahahaha! Anyways, I hope you guys and gals liked this. Like always leave a comment or review. Even drop a PM if you want. BE FIERCE EVERYONE!
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