I do not own RWBY
A storm is coming
Arriving in front of the abandoned factory I take a deep breath before moving to the front entrance. Opening the door I walk into the lobby directly having a feeling of being watched. Trying to ignore it the best I can, I just start looking around for a sign of Indigo or Ghost. After having walked around for a good ten minutes I find Indigo sitting in the main assembly hall.
"Well well well look who we have here, did you miss me this bad." He says sarcastically not even bordering to look at me. "Cut out the shit, I know that it was you who shot that Faunus!" I answer getting straight to the point otherwise we could be here till the end of the day.
"Didn't sleep well last night? But hey not my business right." He says, not answering my question, instead he just starts to hum. "Motherfucker answer the goddam question!" I yell taking a step closer to him I was going to slap him but stopped myself because I sense somebody behind me. Spinning around as quickly as I can, I come face to face with 'the poet'.
"Ok like ghost wasn't bad enough." I mutter to myself starting to feel that this was a bad idea. "Could you answer me?" I say bitterly, if there is one man I dislike the most he has to be on top of the list. "Good to see you to grim reaper."
"Ones again not an answer to my question." I say getting really annoyed by all this. "But seeing that you are here together with Indigo and Vincent I gonna take a wild guess and say that this is a big mission."
"Right as usual, but I am only going to say this ones you either help us or stay out of our business." He says making me take a step backwards and bump into Indigo. "Who knows I might reconsider it when you say what you are doing." I answer trying to get some information out of him.
"All we have done to this point is for the good of Remnant." Indigo says actually making me jump a bit before I turn around. "You killed the last Faunus who was able to keep the peace! With the recent attacks on Faunus communities this can turn out to be a second Faunus war!"
"Yes we did, but you don't see it! While you and your 'friends' are running around and playing the hero, we have been doing the dirty work. You don't see it because they got to you but i see it, humanities hand sees it!" He states getting up and pushing me backwards. "What?! Tell me then what do I not see?"
"A second war would be just what we need! Then we can show them their place ones and for all. The kingdom the army, all are sitting around doing nothing! They don't even see the army assembling on their door step!" He shouts in pure rage and frustration taking a second to think about my next words.
"Wait you are saying that the White fang is assembling an army to attack Vale?" I ask trying to keep my cool and not come over scared. "Yes they are more than a hundred have gathered outside the city doors and the government isn't doing anything." Looking over to the poet I process this new information and make sure that my scroll can pick up everything said so that everyone can hear it.
"So you are all here to stop that army?"
"No there is no stopping them now, that new third party has given them weapons and 'hope' we don't know exactly what their end game here is but it's not going to be anything good. They are talking about the fall of Vale like the breach only a thousand times worse." Indigo clarifies while pulling out his side arm and checking it. "But why are you here than?"
"We can't stop them but we can make the best out of the worst situation. When it happens the world will see the true face of the White fang of the Faunus race. And then we can use it to start the war that will put them in their place!" Indigo declares, he holsters his pistol and goes back to lean against the wall.
"We killed that animal leader to just speed forward the inevitable. Killing those animals in those villages is just...fuelling the fire." I just shake my head trying to get my head around all of this. "So those innocent people are just..." What I was going to say was cut of by the wall exploding and a dozen atlisian soldiers and four specialists running into the building and pointing their guns at us.
"Put your hands in the air!" The leader I presume yelled at us. At the same time all the others turned the safety of their weapons off. "Well...shit." I say while slowly putting up my hands. However the poet and Indigo looked at each other and both nodded. What felt like a couple of minutes no one moved and everyone just stared at each other. Eventually the leader had enough of it and took a step forward.
Only then I noticed his mistake, he stepped right into the shadow of a nearby machine. Before I can warn him ghost appears and slids the man throat. Before the other soldiers could react he had disappeared again. I look at the man suffocating in his own blood. The soldiers are also distracted by the sight of their leader that they don't notice the poet pulling out a what looks like a simple green iron bar. But in the blink of an eye it changes into a long bow. Shooting of three arrows at a time the soldiers are all hit in the head and immediately drop to the ground dead.
One of the specialist reacts by pulling out his sword, but before he can charge us ghost appears besides him. He is able to block the incoming machete but by doing this he turns his back to Indigo who uses the opportunity to pull out his gun and shoot him. His aura absorbed the damage but it makes him loose his balance giving ghost time to stab him right in the gut. The last specialist tries to sneak up on him but before she can strike she has to duck under an incoming arrow.
By dodging it she announced her presence to ghost who quickly focuses on her. All the while the normal soldiers are being slaughtered by the poet and his arrows and Indigo who climbed up onto a support beam and starts shooting from up there. Lowering my hands I grab the hidden combat knife and charge the poet. He just turns around and dodges my attack and follows it up by hitting me on the back of the head with his bow. Regaining my composure I take on a fighting stance and charge him again.
This time however I spin around catching him off guard and deliver a round house kick to the side of his head. Trying to follow it up with some quick slashs he blocks it with his bow. Trying to break his defence by kicking him in the stomach sending him backwards. I start running at him as fast as I can so I can continue my assault, however he just pulls out an arrow and shoots it at me. Dodging it at high speed it goes by me but ruins my hoodie and graces my aura.
However by dodging it I am send of course and balance, trying to stop myself and prepare for another attack. I am send straight into the poet who is waiting for me and is holding an arrow that he uses to stab me with, in the same shoulder that got hurt during the breach. I however don't have time to think about it because he follows it up with a punch to the face sending me backwards and making me land on my back. Looking up I can see him walk over to me very slowly, using my last resort I activate my semblance. He stops dead in his tracks giving me time to pull out the hidden pistol and shoot at him.
But it doesn't really do any real damage, only downing his aura slightly. I stop firing when the body of the atlas specialist lands next to me, she has small cuts everywhere and is missing her jaw. On top of that her own weapon is buried in her chest. Looking back towards the poet I see that he's looking at me. Looking behind him I can see ghost and Indigo standing on top of the dead soldiers. Before anyone can say something the sound of police sirens and bullheads is heard. Ghost grabs the poet and leaves into the shadows. Indigo just looks at me before giving me a thumbs up and activating his semblance.
Looking around I decided that being at a murder scene probably won't do my reputation any good, I stand up and just start running till I am out of breath. Leaning against a wall of a closed supermarket I look at my shoulder, seeing the arrow sticking out of it. Taking a deep breath I pull out the arrow before starting to scream in pain. Flaring my aura to stop the bleeding and start the heeling process.
Catching my breath I slide down the wall and take out my scroll to call the rest, only to discover that during the fighting it was destroyed. Cursing everything, I stand back up and start walking to the landing docks. During my walk there I got a lot of strange looks from people, not that I blame them a teenager walking the streets in ripped clothes and blood on them. After finally arriving I don't see any one else there. I am so tired at this point that I don't even care anymore, so I just board the first airship to Beacon. Probably going to get a lecture from Goodwitch if she finds out but I think I can survive that.
When I land I don't waste any time and run to my dorm not wanting to attract any more unnecessary attention. Arriving at my dorm I lock the door behind me and fall onto my bed and instantly fall asleep. I think I must have slept for a good three hours because when I open my eyes again the sun has set. And I am looking at the angry faces of my team and JNPR, they probably spend all that time looking for me.
"H-hey guys...had a good day in town?" I ask scratching the back of my head and looking the other way. "I, no we were all scared that you had died and that's the first thing you can come up with?" Yang answer trying and failing to control her anger because her weapons are activated and her eyes are blood red.
"Did I ever tell you, you look beautiful with that eye colour." Probably not the smartest thing to say in this situation. Because the next thing I know she slaps me in the face and grabs me. By doing this however she and everyone else in the room can now see my wounds and destroyed clothes.
"I didn't get out without a scratch." I say nonchalantly while pushing Yang of me. I lay back down and pull the covers back over me. "I am sorry Blake I really do want to help you but...it's just to dangerous. Indigo ok, ghost I start doubting or changes, the poet we aren't going to make it. Like really he is one of my uncles personal bodyguards."
"B-but they are..."
"No! He is right, we are stopping before anyone gets killed." Yang cut Blake of mid sentence, the others just look uncomfortable until Jaune asks the question everyone is thinking. "What happened?"
"Well didn't you hear, Atlas crashed the party." I answer sarcasticly trying not to move to much because it hurts. "And after that..." Ruby continues trying to get more out of me. "Well they got slaughtered, all soldiers and specialist were killed in a matter of minutes."
"And you did nothing?!" This time it was Weiss turn to yell at me. "Of course I did something, and look how I ended up." I answer gesturing to my shoulder and torso. "Believe me when I say that those three together can take all nine of us with ease." I continue trying to ram it into their thick skulls that you don't want to cross their path.
"Can you than at least tell us what we are up against?" This time it was Yang, looking at me with sad lilac eyes. "Okay...I already told you about ghost or also known as Vincent. Than you have Indigo my former partner and last but not least you have 'the poet' I don't know his actual name."
"Indigo is the red hands number one sniper, his semblance is invisibility making him even more deadly. He joined after his little brother was killed, when fighting him try to go up close and personal. The only hand to hand combat he knows I teachd him."
"And then you have 'the poet' I don't really know much about him, but just like the others he is first generation. I overheard a conversation ones with my teacher and from what I picked up from it he is ex military. His semblance allows him to slow down time pretty handy for him when he is using his long bow."
"First generation?" Pyhrra asks confused, looking at the others I see that also they don't know what I am talking about. "You have first, second and third generation. The first are the OG trappers I am one of them, we are seen as the best. The second are the ones that came behind us they aren't that good but don't underestimate them. And then you have the third that are the trappers that are now coming out of training."
"So the first generation is the most skilled." Yang says urning a nod from me. "Yes, my uncle is the one that started it he still is the one in charge of all trappers, he than takes his orders from the big boss. Under my uncle you have the poet and the doctor the one who trained me. Then you have all the others with the first generation being the most respected."
"But why would they lie about all that to justify a second war?" Blake thinks aloud making me groan in frustration. "You don't get it do you, they weren't lying. I have spent seven years with them the last thing they would do is lie about something so big. The White fang is planning something big, but that of course doesn't justify what the red hand is doing."
"What ever it is I am sure we can take it." Yang says trying to cheer everyone up. After we talked a little bit longer team JNPR left leaving us alone. Deciding that we better go to bed I change into my sleepwear and climb into Yang bed. I am soon joined by her and everyone else also go to bed. Ones I was sertend that everyone else was asleep I finally turned to face Yang who has been staring at me for the entire time.
"Something on your mind sunshine?" I whisper so that I don't wake up anyone else. "It's just...are you sure everything will be fine. You say you believe those trappers and in three days you got hurt two times and..." I cut her of by pulling her into a passionate kiss.
"Believe me everything will be fine." I say making her smile before she pulls me into a kiss. We start to make out, only stopping because we run out of breath. "I really wish we were alone so we could have some fun." Yang says her eyes filled with lust. "Who says we can't do that now." I reply with a grin on my face before I dive under the covers.
"W-what are you...ahhh." She puts her hand over her mouth to muffle the moaning. "W-what if..oh..somebody wakes up?" She is able to say while looking around the room. "We will figure it out when that happens."
The end
First name: Edward
Second name: Swart
Weapon: has a katana just like Drake, only is his one infused with dust. So it causes extra pain when cut with it. This makes him however useless in ranged combat.
Affiliation: is the second in command of the red hand. And the one who started the trapper program.
Personal life: ones won the Vytal tournament, was seen as a great huntsman. However after the dead of his wife that he blamed on the White fang he fake his own death and left. The only family he has left is Drake.
Joined: originally he just left to find the White fang members who did it, but soon he met the future leader of the red hand. He convinced him to join his cause and they started the organisation together.
