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"Everyone on board!"

A loud man's voice called out to few people as he stood in front of a ship. He was a tall man, close to 7 feet tall in height, and he was dressed with only a long purple overcoat with a long tail to it. He had brown pants on, with a black belt around his waist, with silver armor over it. He had very thick chest hair, and thick arm hair to go witj it. He was peach ckinned, and he a thick black beard on his chin, and yellow eyes.

Next to the man was a much smaller woman.

She was close to 5'7" in height with two larger black cat ears sticking out of the top of her head. She had slightly tanned skin, and had a very small frame of body. She had black hair that was kept shorter, chin length, and yellow eyes. She wore a black jacket over her shoulders, with a single black sleeve on the right side, no sleeve on the left. She had a white top underneath, and she wore black hakama pants and wore sandles with white socks underneath. Finally, she had arm warmers on her arms.

"Ghira, is this the right choice?" She asked the man as the few numbers of Faunus started to get on the boat.

"Kali... Menagerie is not safe for Faunus anymore. We are to few to stop any grimm hordes. We are too little in number to survive here anymore. Travelling to the Kingdom of Vale is our only option." Ghira spoke as he placed a hand on his wife's shoulder. The disease had wiped out nearly their entire species. Very few of them remained, and they almost went completely extinct if not for a lucky cure.

The news was saying that was it the love between a Faunus and a Human, two people named Naruto and Yang, that was the deciding factor in the survival of the faunus race. The human had lost an arm, Ghira didn't know which one was the human in the relationship, and the faunus had given the human their arm.

It was only that factor that had allowed for the cure.

"Our home... there aren't even bodies to bury. So many abandoned homes... can you believe just a few weeks ago I was complaining about the market being crowded?" Kali asked with tears in her eyes that didn't stop forming. She used her sleeve to wipe her tears. Being forced to abandon not only the home she had been raised in, and the live that she had lived, but also her people's way of life, was heartbreaking for her.

Her life would change forever, as would the lives of their people.

The little spit of land named Menagerie could never be their home again. Sure, Menagerie had only been given to Faunus as a way to seperate them from humans, but it was still their home. It was a place they could call their own, where they weren't second-class citizens.

The conditons were harsh, but they survived.

"It's going to be okay... Ozpin's message said since their... since their are so few of us." Ghira had a hard time saying those words, not because of any distaste for Ozpin but for the fact he was forced to admit that they had almost all died. "Since our numbers are so low... That Beacon is setting up a temporary home for us until we can all get on our feet again. We'll be close to Blake again." Ghira tried to stay on the positive.

"Hey Blake, sorry for the unannounced visit, our home is gone." Kali spoke bitterly, not really seeing the positives.

Seeing their daughter, that would be great, wonderful, explaining to her that their entire race was gone and they could never return to their homes... horrible.

"At least she's okay, we'll be okay as long as our family is whole. We're doing better than some... most families were wiped out." Ghira said before he looked at a woman with her eyes burning red and swollen from crying walking onto the ship. Kali went over to the woman, and she placed a hand on the woman's shoulder.

"How are you doing Cinnamon?" Kali asked Cinnamon, who looked down.

"... My babies are all gone." Cinnamon looked like she was going to break down crying again. Kali placed her arms around Cinnamon, and helped her onto the ship. Kali looked towards Ghira, and she nodded her head. While he oversaw the faunus getting onto the ship, she was going to make sure that they were all comforted in this harsh time.

'I'll kill whoever did this.' Ghira thought to himself as he looked out over the remains of the dead Menagerie.

Their dead way of life.

-A Dust Shop-

"It says here that you are Beacon's Dust supplier. Can I trouble you for your records of purchase, and also a list of your suppliers?" Oobleck asked an elderly man running a Dust Shop as he looked at the papers he had recieved from several other dust shop owners in the area. Now that they were 100% sure that the Dust was the blame, they needed to find the cause that had led to the Dust all being infected.

The virus was manmade, being their was a culprit behind it all.

"Mmmhmmmm." The Old Man hummed as he pulled out a binder that had written records of who he bought his dust from from under the cash register. He gave it over to Oobleck, who nodded in thanks.

"Your contribution is appreciated." Oobleck stated as he opened it up and started to walk out of the shop. When he was out of the shop, he was met with Peter reading other sets of papers as well.

"The SDC, but it looks like it isn't from SDC shipments though. The infected Dust is either coming from dust that was shipped by Red Apple Industries, or the Mirror on the Wall company. Could the Dust have gotten infected during shipment?" Peter asked Oobleck, who was better at him than this kind of thing. All he could see that known of the Dust that was shipped by the SDC itself was infected.

It was when the SDC used either the RAI and MW shipment forces that the Dust got infected.

"This implies that somebody used the shipments as their time to infect all of the Dust... or the Dust was already infected before the shipments set out. You contact James and ask him to place Jacques Shnee under arrest until this is all figured out. With all of the infected Dust coming from his company, that is enough reason for his arrest... though I fear the power of his lawyers." Oobleck started out louder, but ended soft as he tried to think of all of the different things that could be at play. The SDC could be completely innocent, and somebody could have framed them by infecting the Dust with the virus mid-shipment. That would mean that this somebody was trying to get the SDC out of the way.

That would be very easy to believe actually, it was a convenient story, and would be very believable.

"The Dust shipped by the SDC came up negative with the virus, while the dust shipped from RAI and MW both came up positive." Peter told Oobleck, and the man nodded.

That was very... odd.

"You inform Ozpin that it is time to find a lawyer, and a good one, the best that we can get. Only somebody with a lot of money can afford to create such a deadly disease... and the White Fang is clearly not the culprit. This has evolved from a battle of the fists, to a battle of the minds." Oobleck informed Port with a dead serious voice. Peter nodded his head and got to texting Ozpin what they had discovered so far. If anyone would know what to do, it would be Ozpin of course.

-With Ozpin-

...

"This is troubling." Ozpin said as he looked through his number list, and he found who he was getting ready to call. Ozpin looked at his desk for a moment. Funny, James had just been in his office not hours ago in order to drop something off for Naruto.

Naruto's new arm.

Now he was going to have to call James once more to let him know that he was going to have to place the CEO's of MW, RAI, and the SDC under arrest until further notice. To think, Jacques daughter Winter, and Weiss would both have their somewhat good reputations dragged through the mud over this.

He hoped that they would take this well.

-With Winter-

"You bastard!"

"Listen Winter, I don't know how you found those files, but I suggest you calm your tone when talking to your father." Jacques stated with cold eyes as he placed his hands together. In front of him, Winter was holding several files that had the process of the creation of the disease written on it. He didn't know how she found those files, but the fact remained that she had them and that was a problem for him.

His eldest child, Winter.

A proud and powerful figure in the Atlas military, and the first heir to the SDC before he had disowned her from it for leaving the family to join the military. She wasn't that tall, and shared many looks with her sister. She had her white hair kept up in a bun though, and unlike her small chested sister, she was large chested. She was more physically mature than her sister, and she wore a combat uniform for the military.

Her blue eyes were filled with anger.

"You slaughtered good people, you killed your own scientists. I'm lucky that one of them left these files hidden from you before you could destroy them!" Winter shouted at him as she pointed her sword right at his throat. She had been investigation the deaths of the scientists in the lab, she did believe they had died in a chemical accident, but it was still something that needed to be looked into.

Before all of the scientists had died, one of them had taken all of the files on the disease and the orders her father gave them, and hidden them in the lab.

She had found them herself taped to the bottom of a table.

"The traitor." Jacques absentmindedly spoke to himself when he realized that one of his scientists had betrayed him.

"You're the traitor. You forced them to create a virus for your own profit, and then... and then you used it to wipe the Faunus out. When there wasn't a cure, you killed all your men to save yourself. Many good people lost their lives just for the sake of your... profit?" Winter sarcastically asked Jacques as she glared death at him. She could honestly say she hated her father, hadn't liked him for a long time.

Her mother turned to drinking because of this man, and the proud family name of the Schnee had been dragged through the mud because of a bastard like this. They had gone from a company that treated everyone with respect and cared about their employees, to a company that treated everyone like numbers and treated their employees horribly.

This was the last straw.

"My actions wiped out a terrorist group, and prevented any further uprisings. My intentions were not to wipe out their species... and I'm afraid I can't let you leave here with those files. Give them to me, as your father-" Jacques said to her as he held his hand out to take the files from her. She was his daughter, she would do what he said regardless of his actions. She couldn't resist him if she wanted to.

He stopped when she stabbed the painting behind him, her sword going right next to his head.

"My father is dead, as it would turn out. In his guilt over destroying the faunus species, he tragically took his own life after he signed the company over to me. Don't worry father... unlike you, I'll be a far better CEO..." Winter spoke harshly as she grabbed Jacques by the face, her hand over his mouth and pulled him into a standing position. She dragged him across the table, knocking everything on the desk over.

She made a point of slamming him into each and every object in the room that they passed by as she made her way towards the window, and then, she took her sword and destroyed the glass as a cold rush of air blew passed her.

She let go of him and then grabbed the back of his jacket.

"Any last words?" Winter asked.

No matter how much she hated him, all people had the basic right to have their last words. Even scum of Remnant, and though he was a horrible person, Winter was not like him. She would give even scum he basic right to repent right before their deaths.

"Your mother was a drunk and a slut!" Jacques knew she was going to kill him. "Neither you nor Weiss are my children!" Jacques finished off, and Winter laughed a little at his words.

"Is that suppose to hurt my feelings?" Winter asked with some amusement as she smiled. If anything, that made her feel relief. "If I was mother, I would turn to drinking and cheating as well. Heck, I would sleep with hundreds of men and women if I were her, just to get back at you for what you've done. After all, being a slut is still better than being married to you." Winter spoke.

She pushed Jacques out the window with a smile on her face, and she leaned out of the window and looked down below.

Winter took a moment to contemplate what she had just done.

"I just killed my father in cold blood... pushed him out the window. Yep, didn't imagine this was how my day was going to go when I woke up. Klein, I know you're listening behind the door. If you could make me a cup of coffee, it would be very refreshing." Winter spoke with a fond smile as she looked out to the door.

"Very well Winter, I'll get right on it."

"I love you too Klein, and if you see Whitley... kick that little shit right in his dick for me. Really nail him between his legs... hard as you can, and as many times as you feel you need to stop him from having children. You'll find a raise in it for you if you do..." Winter spoke with a wide smile on her face. She loved Klein, and hated her brother, the little shit, and wanted to give Klein and excuse to get a nice bonus in his check. A nice bonus, while also making sure that Whitley could never breed again.

Whitley was too much like Jacques to NOT be from his bloodline.

"Should I tell your mother of the good news?" Klein asked through the door.

Winter nodded her head.

...

"Was that a yes, or a no?"

"Yes, tell her." Winter blushed when she realized nodding her head didn't tell the man anything. Winter smiled to herself, before she took out her Scroll.

Well, time to call General Ironwood and let him know the truth.

Chapter End!
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