The Enemy of My Enemy
Arcade's body laid slouched over a table that had a computer above it, illuminating him under a green glow. The medical equipment around the hall continued to work well he slept. Monitoring the patient that laid within the confines of her glass tube. Any movement, including breathing, remaining unseen from her.
Footsteps then began to echo throughout the hall. Belonging to the heels of Miss Goodwitch as she went into a rush to see who this intruder was. Drawing her cattle crop as she neared Arcade, close to using her weapon until she saw the patch of the MoJave sewed into his lad coat.
The teacher sighed in frustration, putting her weapon away and coming to a stop.
"Andrew."
Glynda pinched her forehead, walking up next to Arcade and placing her hand on his chair. In one swift motion, Arcade's chair was pulled out from under him. Waking the man just as his back slammed into the concrete floor.
"I suggest you explain yourself quickly or back pain will be the least of your troubles this morning," Glynda threatened, starring down Arcade.
The Follower responded to her with a tired expression. Pushing himself off the ground and keeping his head straight, uninterested with Glynda. Stretching out his body once he was standing.
"Funny, most individuals wouldn't dare threaten a MoJave man," Arcade said, finally speaking to the woman but still ignoring her somewhat as he went back to the table.
"When it comes to this school's safety I don't care who employs you. Now explain."
Arcade couldn't help but become deadpanned at the woman's tenacity. Reminding him of Veronica in a sense, though, minus the eccentric behavior the Paladin could show. First impression saying enough that if he held out answers this woman would follow up with her threat.
"Andrew asked me to check over this girl," Arcade then pointed towards Amber. "And after a long night of continuously burning my retinas, I was able to do just that."
After he finished explaining, Arcade grabbed a clipboard off the table. Flipping it over towards Glynda to see what was printed. By a glance her fears towards Ozpin's last attempt at saving Amber showed themselves.
"This has to be shown to Ozpin," Glynda said, retrieving the clip board and placing it under her arm.
"Mind if I come with? Remaining in your school's dungeon isn't the most appealing of propositions," Arcade asked, receiving a small nod from Glynda.
A multitude of punishments for both Andrew and his doctor were already filed away within Glynda's mind. Though, which one it would be was left to Ozpin. So, bringing him to the Headmaster was only the most logical solution now since Andrew should be joining them all in the Headmasters office soon.
Well they walked, Arcade's sleep deprivation became more and more noticeable. Wobbling with each step as the bags under his eyes seem to grow whenever the lighting improved. Glynda, though, felt no sympathy for the man. The state Arcade was in being what he deserved for getting involved in this matter.
"We wouldn't have happen to have time to get coffee now, do we?" Arcade asked, the exhaustion in his voice much more noticeable now then earlier.
"No."
That was the last thing Arcade heard from the woman as they reached the elevator. Destroying his morning more than any physical pain could. Once inside, Glynda pressed a button and the two were sent up. Arriving inside the C.C.T building after a good minute of silence.
When the elevator doors opened, Arcade was greeted to a sight extremely different from the one last night. What was an example of fine stone flooring and ceiling was now a crumbled mess of rubble blocked by caution tape with a giant hole in the ceiling above. MoJave Grunts guarded the area while an odd civilian or two walked on by.
He was about to ask for an explanation but was interrupted before he could.
"Damn. And I was just about to get you to."
Andrew had finished speaking to some MoJave officer. Turning to Arcade and Glynda as the officer ran off to follow whatever orders Andrew had just given.
"Well at least it wasn't hard getting a confession," Glynda commented, anger swelling up for her disruptive 'ally'.
They were caught red handed. Neither Andrew nor Arcade would bother trying to convince Glynda otherwise. The former knowing firsthand how time wasting such a thing is well the ladder just didn't have the energy to lie nor cared.
Before making any other reply, Andrew grabbed something off the desk he stood next to. Walking over towards Arcade as he handed the Follower said something. Nearly pitch black dark coffee contained inside a Beacon style mug. Well Arcade finally smiled for the first time since he woke up, Andrew went and faced Glynda. Both expressing a serious tone with the other.
"I'm going to assume Arcade gave you a report of what he found?" Andrew received a nod from Glynda. The CEO now relieved Arcade's involvement here has ended. "Get some rest then, Arcade."
Glynda eyed both men back and forth well Arcade walked away. Presumably to the guest house provided to Andrew and the rest of his men.
"Don't worry about him. Ozpin's only concern is with me," Andrew stated as a matter of fact. Beckoning Glynda to follow him as he to walk towards the C.C.T exits.
For as furious as Gynda was, she followed. Now more than ever determined to see justice be done against Andrew. Andrew's doctor can be dealt with later given the man's current state. Andrew on the other hand must be dealt with for continuing to act against both Ozpin's and Remnants best wishes. Putting everything at risk when he placed a stranger in charge of Amber's care.
As the two walked in silence through the grounds of Beacon, Andrew kept flipping through his Pip-Boy. Looking over a sea of reports and images about both last nights attack and Graham's mission status.
For the most part, no serious or immediate damage could be seen by their woman with burning eyes. Andrew guess it was because she wasn't able to finish. He and Ruby interrupting her before she infiltrated any of his, or any Kingdom's, systems. The likely hood she uploaded a virus of some kind was slime to Andrew. Since he nor anyone else could find something that indicated as such.
Still, no damage or not, Andrew was pursuing this woman. Going so far as to check the schools list of students and staff for anyone who may match his infiltrator. Of course, much like with Arcade, this was kept private from Ozpin and the rest.
When it came to Graham and Boone's recon mission east. Nothing truly spectacular was found besides an abandon White Fang outpost filled with prosthetics. A medical outpost didn't concern Andrew all to much so seeing as their mission was a bust, he ordered for them to return home.
The White Fang hiding from the MoJave was nothing new but it still tick Andrew's nerves. Even when the Legion used guerrilla tactics, finding Caesar's men wasn't ever that difficult. Burning campfires and the screams of slaves being dead giveaways for their positions. Not to mention the constant stream of Legion assassins sent after Andrew since his first run in with them at Nipton.
Never was hard to find a man wearing crimson but a Faunus dressed in white armor? Well, the term rat easily applies.
Andrew did not want to wait for another White Fang attack. A massacre at Junior's Club being far to much blood spilled under MoJave protection. A solution was needed. Therefore, Andrew hoped his meeting with Ozpin ends as quickly as it began. He was needed else where.
"They were here. Ozpin, they were here!" Ironwood slammed his fist onto Ozpin's desk. Shacking it and nearly causing a cup to tip over.
Andrew and Glynda had arrived at the office minutes ago and, much like Ozipn, were equally annoyed by the General's ranting. Since they've arrived, before Glynda could get a word out, Ironwood was on Ozpin's case. Demanding they respond to the attack quickly and relieve themselves of the current plan of action.
Were after, Ozpin would reply with a calming voice that their information on the intruder was still small. Therefore, any response would be foolish and misplaced.
"James, we most keep a clear head. Acting out now will only hamper our cause," Ozpin said for the third time over. Trying his best to handle Ironwood quickly so he could move on to Andrew.
"I agree with Ozpin. We do have other matters that take importance right now," Glynda took control of the room after she spoke. Distracting Ironwood long enough to hand Ozpin the report she was carrying.
Ironwood walked behind to desk to see what the report said, both men releasing any hope to save Amber was lost. As shown, the Maiden has a collapsed lung, two points of fracture on her spine, internal bleeding in the stomach, and numerous bones that would need to be fixed. The only thing still healthy about Amber was her brain. Which showed no signs of severe damage. Even so, neither the MoJave nor Atlas could help the Fall Maiden. She was going to die no matter what, this much was clear.
"Sorry it's not the best of news," Andrew commented, reading up on the report before arriving. "But you now have no choice but to accept reality. That girl is going to die."
As depressing as Andrew's statement was, Ozpin and the rest agreed with it. Ozpin had put some hope that maybe, with Mojave's improved medical equipment and technology, Amber could survive. Now, though, he knew his hope was just that. Hope.
"Wait?" Ironwood turned to Andrew, bringing everyone back. "You were at the dance last night. When was this report filed?"
Andrew didn't bother speaking up. Knowing Glynda would beat him to it.
"Last night, James. But instead of Andrew looking after Amber some MoJave doctor did it for him," Glynda finished explaining and not a moment later. All eye's were on the CEO. A mixture of betrayal and anger all now directed solely onto him.
"You brought a stranger into this!" Once again, Ironwood slammed his fist onto the desk. Knocking over the cup of coffee this time which was ignored by most in the room.
"I'll have you know the man is trust worthy," Andrew started, calming down no one. "And is a doctor that had the potential to save Amber's life. But now we know he can't. Which means we have to plan what happens next."
Ozpin remained in silent anger, as did Glynda, well Ironwood looked ready to charge. A collection of Andrew's recent behavior now coming to a head as they all came up with a response. Ironwood thought best to beat Andrew into submission. Whether that be through physical or mental means he did not care. Glynda somewhat agreed with the General but not to the extent were it could become public. Wishing to keep this matter as below radar as possible. The Headmaster, though, would be the one left to decide and his punishment was probably the most simple.
"Mr. Garnet, you can leave now," Ozpin said, getting eye's glued onto him with various ranges of surprise. "The situation with the Maidens will be left to us. You on the other hand shall continue our work in tracking down our enemies inside the White Fang."
It was not the response Andrew had expected but still he understood. Nodding his in agreement well the rest stayed in a state of disbelief.
"Very well, Oz. I'll trust you to do that much," Andrew waved his hand goodbye. Leaving the office by elevator all well smiling at the enraged group of 'humanities defenders'.
Once he was gone, Glynda final took note of the spilled coffee. Walking off to find a towel or napkin, leaving Ironwood to ask Ozpin one question.
"Why?"
The Headmaster took a deep breath, placing his own anger under control unlike the General. Who, displayed his for all to see.
"I will not have a war on my hands James," Ozpin explained, looking up at the General from his seat. "We both know what Andrew is willing to do but for right now. Peace must be kept."
"He put everything at risk," Ironwood put both hands on the desk, lining forward. "If news about the Maidens gets out. People's reactions will be..." Ozpin raised his hand, signaling the General to stop.
"From here on out, Andrew will only be given information when we deem necessary. And after our current situation is handled we'll deal with him, professionally," Ozpin finished his explaining, calming Ironwood down some but not by much. James was going to continue their conversation when again he was interrupted. This time by the elevator opening up to reveal one Ruby Rose.
"Hi"
Walking through the dorms of Beacon. Andrew made his way down a hall well eyeing the room numbers. Checking his Pip-Boy ever so often to remind himself were he was headed.
His mind was far to preoccupied to care about Ozpin and the rest. If they were angry then let them be angry, Andrew did not care. All he cared about right now was finding his checkmate. Which he did, stopping in front of a door that matched the number on his Pip-Boy.
Knocking twice, Andrew was greeted by a young girl with dark skin. Trying her best to conceal the fear she felt under her red eyes.
"Sorry to disturb you but I'm looking for someone named Cinder. I was told her dorm's here?"
Izzycity12: Sorry this is short but I couldn't resist the cliffhanger ending. Any who, I hoped you've enjoyed. Until next time.
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