Rapeyard (Otherwise known as Beacon Ruins)
It was violent. It was brutal. It was bloody. It was horrifyihg. It was fucking manly.
The Teufort Nine vs. The Creatures of Grimm. Nine vs thousands. A perfectly fair fight considering the mercs had an advantage against the Grimm. They had a vengeful rage opposed to the mindless primal rage that filled the black hearts of every Grimm in existence. There butts were not ready for this battle. So much si that if they lived to see the next day, ointment would need to be applied unto thy ass for the whooping that has been done onto it.
The nanosecond the camper van's wheels stopped turning from all the Grimm goop lubricating the wheels, all nine of the boys hopped out and said FUCK YOU in physical for to all Grimm close by in melee combat. Even good old Engineer joined in on the action, furiously ripping Grimm flesh to pieces with the Southern Hospitality and even cracking skulls with the weapons every man is born with. His two hands. When it was clear enough, he tended to his sentry guns as usual, though he was far more aggressive than he ever was.
Spy did not have any of his swords as Nora broke them, but he did not give a Goliath's ass about that fuck shit and used his wide assortment of knives and close quarters combat expertise on them. He didn't care if some of the creature's backs for not available for stabbing at the moment, he wanted the Creatures to be as stiff as French dirt. He jammed his blades into their stupid red eyes and their unarmed throats, and sometimes when they got too close he would STRANGLE them to death. Only when an ass hole was far away enough did he bother to use his gun, or if he felt like putting holes in them up close.
Pyro was riding a burning Major Ursa with a Fire Axe stuck in its head, making the beast destroy large numbers of fellow Grimm while it's insane Pyromaniac of a rider doused Grimm with fire from on top. A Beowolf jumped up with the intention of trying to kill Pyro, but you know Pyro wasn't in the mood for this silliness. A shotgun shoved down its throat certainly solved that Beowolf's problems. It then lit the headless Grimm on fire and filled it with the incendiary grenades on its straps, then it the it far for a huge fiery explosion to wipe out a few dozen monsters.
Scout, like the rest of the team, was extremely aggressive. With his improved stats, he took way more ballsier approaches to fighting the Grimm than he normally would. He would happily take hits just to score extra damage while still light on his feet.
"COME GET SOME!"
The bruiser from Boston had a crazed look on his face as one handed his Scatter gun against some Beowolves while shoving his fist down a Boarbatusk's throat to choke it to death. An Ursa had enough of this little shit so it picked up a Beowolf and threw it at him before rushing in. Scout dodged the flying creature, but he was not able to dodge the Ursa which had gotten a good slash across his chest. Thanks to damage resistance and self healing, Scout survived with a rage. That Ursa regretted it's decision when a baseball was hit into its balls and a Cleaver thrown at its neck.
Much rocket jumping was had as every jump blew a Grimm as there were that many here. Instead of switching out for another rocket launcher, John Doe decided to use the weapon his grandfather gave him. An American steel 1860 Cavalry Saber. Such were the combined levels of democracy contained in man and saber, that Grimm were slaughtered to pieces. A King Taijitsu reared a head at Soldier and swallowed him whole. Shit.
Nah, it was all good. Soldier pulled off a Howard Doe and crawled straight through to the other head of the snake, destroying its insides with his saber and shovels. He cackled maniacally once he emerged out of the painfully dead giant snake's other head.
"JUST LIKE GRANDPA SHOWED ME! HAHAHA!" The veteran then shoved his foot up a Beowolf's ass because FUCK the Grimm.
Demoman was very melee heavy, not using any bombs after he shot all his grenades and dynamite. This was due to his rage and how happy Eyelander was to be able to kill shit again. He even randomly reached into his endless pockets for another melee weapon, and I t happened to be Nessie's Nine Iron. The Scottish maniac spread death where ever the steel of his weapons struck. Goddamit, Eyelander was so angry that he began wielding HIMSELF.
"DEUS VULT, MOTHERFUCKERS!" Yeah, Eyelander was a Crusader in life.
It seemed like the anger of dying (as a ghost sword. wut) and facing that cursed witch again caused his trapped soul to manifest itself as you can see the glowing, ghostly for of a knight faintly appear to be wielding him. Fucking awesome. When Eyelander started magically using himself, Demo used his trusty unbreakable bottle of DeGroot Clan rum. He can have a drink and kill fools at the same time!
Sniper was unusually aggressive like the others. Instead of a traditional at range approach, raging Sniper went full point blank noscopes and Jarate+Bushwacka, and SMG. The .308 rounds of his Sniper absolutely pierced Grimm flesh and armor up close while the hollow point 9mm of his SMGs fucked the unarmored parts of a Grimm's body. Out of all the mercenaries, he took the most damage from how ill-suited he still was for close combat. He even suffered a few life threatening injuries that required Medic to heal quickly enough to save his life.
Said DeutchMann was using the Kritzkrieg on Heavy, and be also was extremely aggressive The duo doing that aggressive Uber push that they are known for. Heavy spent the first half of the fight tearing Grimm to pieces with his bare hands and Minigun, until the Grimm were starting to waver and retreat further into the ruined academy. When the Grimm began running with the sudden rush of the combined VDF and huntsmen attack, that is they came in after the mercs began their brutal massacre, the nine pushed forward from behind Medic's shield while still blasting all sorts of ranked attacks at them.
That was until Goodwitch pulled them back with her wand, letting the huntsmen and heavy units of the VDF take the front.
"I think you've done enough..." Glynda was still shocked with the savagery of the mercenaries. A savagery that matched the Grimm. Seemed like the negative emotions had an opposite effect on the Grimm as they ran instead of got stronger. Maybe they did get stronger, but their instincts simply told them to run with all these advancing Humans.
"Come gentlemen. I don't care how angry you are, I do not want you to die again." She had a valid point.
The boys were so focused on killing shit that they took severe damage, but it was only their anger that kept them from noticing. That and the slow self healing as well as damage resistance kept them in for that much longer. However, it was only a matter of time before the elder and more dangerous forms of Grimm deeper in the school faced them, so maybe it was a good idea to pull them out and let the huntsmen try and secure all the ground they gained.
They mounted up in the camper van now that the huntsmen were keeping the area secure, and drove out to to the safe zone. The VNN sent veteran reporter Cyril Ian over as soon as they heard an effort to recapture Beacon lead to some success.
"This is Cyril Ian reporting live from the battleground of Beacon Academy." People watching at home can see troops from the VDF as well as some huntsmen make their way to the front while a banged up camper van slowly drove by. "After months of unsuccessful action against the Grimm here at Beacon, the huntsmen have finally made some substantial gains."
The camera panned just to the side to show fighting between the huntsmen and the Grimm. "What you're seeing-" Suddenly, Ian was totally unaware that a man had popped out the back of the camper van and rushed over to the news crew, pushing Ian out of the way and taking hold of the camera. Viewers were shocked to see the camera show a helmeted man screaming at them.
"LISTEN UP, GOOD DEMOCRACY LOVING CITIZENS! MY NAME IS JOHN DOE AND I AM THE HARBINGER OF DOOM FOR ALL EVIL WHO DARES TO EVEN CONSIDER DESTROYING FREEDOM! I SWEAR ON MY NEW LIFE THAT ME AND MY FELLOW SOLDIERS OF JUSTICE WILL HUNT OUT EVERY SINGLE CRAP EATING MAGGOT WHO HATES FREEDOM! DO YOU KNOW WHO HATES FREEDOM!?" Soldier let a pause.
"U-um... terrorists?" The cameraman, who was pinned to the ground, answered nervously.
"NO-well... yes. BUT I'M TALKING ABOUT SOMEONE IN PARTICULAR!" He smiled.
"Am I right, Cinder Fall?"
Soldier would have screamed more had the other eight hadn't come out to restrain him and beat him again.
"So sorry for our friend. He is very stupid!" Heavy apologized to the cameraman while people across Vale were shocked by the sight of him breaking Soldier's arms. Soldier gave no shits.
"HAHAHA! YOU BETTER FEAR ME! YOU BETTER FEAR THE MIGHT OF THE UNITED STATES! FOR FREEDOM NEVER DIES! COME FELLOW SOLDIERS OF FREEDOM, SING WITH ME!"
"MARCH ALONG, SING OUR SONG,
WITH THE ARMY OF THE FREE,
COUNT THE TRUE, COUNT THE BRAVE
WHO HAVE FOUGHT FOR VICTORY"
Soldier was still singing as they were dragging him away and beating him. The cameraman had gotten up and was filming them taking Soldier to the van while Cyril Ian was dusting himself off.
"THIS IS THE SONG OF THE ARMY OF FREEDOM, YOU EVIL SONS OF BITCHES!" He kept singing.
"WE'RE THE ARMY AND WE'RE PROUD OF OUR NAME,
WE'RE THE ARMY AND WE PROUDLY PROCLAIM,
FIRST TO FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT,
AND TO BUILD THE NATION'S MIGHT,
WE'RE THE ARMY AND WE'RE ROLLING ALONG..."
They got Soldier into the van and sped off, leaving all of Remnant shocked at what just happened.
"Why do I always get the crazies..." Ian mumbled. "Come on Jerry, let's finish this and get out of here."
City of Vale
Glynda told them to leave, but not without giving them thanks. They had indeed done a good job as the huntsmen now reclaimed the area between the air docks and the fountain monument. Now it was only a matter of fortifying it from the Grimm that constantly came into the school if they had any hope of keeping their gains.
The guys were a little salty that they couldn't keep up the slaughter even if it meant their lives. Then again, dying so soon after coming back to life sounded embarassing, and they had a dragon girl and dragon father to get back to. As they were driving back to the docks in Snipper Snipes severely banged up camper van (from crashing into a horde of Grimm and not giving a fuck), they took the streets instead of the highway as some accident backed up traffic there. Travelling along the streets, they remembered there was one more face they needed to see.
"Go on ahead, Sniper." Spy, Medic, and Engie got out of the van as they reached a hospital in Vale. "Leave the bread van for us." Sniper threw them the keys for the bread truck so they could take it back to Yang's place when they returned to Patch. As for what they were doing at a hospital? Nothing much. just seeing a dear old student of there's.
"Excuse me mein freund, but is zer a Pyyrha Nikos here?" Medic asked the reception lady.
The woman nodded and had someone show them the way to the ICU where Pyyrha is. She did question who these beat up men were, but they assured her that they were the teen girl's friends. That was good enough for her so she let them in. Inside was Pyyrha on life support, and her mother. Aleka Nikos was asleep by her daughter's side. Pyyrha's father was actually one of the huntsmen trying to retake Beacon so he was over with Goodwitch at the moment.
With a stir and then a surprised look, the red headed woman opened her eyes.
"Afternoon." Engie smiled. She eyed the three mercenaries suspiciously. Their clothes were torn up and tattered from the battle earlier, though their skin is fine.
"Hello. Who are you and why are you here?" Apparently, she didn't hear about their exploits back when they were here nor when they were made huntsmen.
"We're your daughter's professors, ma'am. Just dropping by to see her." Engie answered. Aleka tensed up a bit when they got closer to her injured daughter, especially when Medic got a little too close.
"Sir!" She yelled when Medic nearly put his medically trained hands on her daughter. "What are you doing?" She demanded.
"Have no worries, Ms. Nikos. For you see, I am a doctor!" Medic proudly declared. He did look the part, it was just that Aleka only knew them for a couple of minutes.
"My apologies, doctor. Still, I don't know if there's anything you can do that the doctors here haven't tried already." She sadly looked at her poor daughter. Pyyrha's been unconscious since Beacon. Medic gave Spy and Engie cheeky looks.
"Hehe... you see, I am not a normal doctor. FOR I HAVE ZIS!" He pulled out a Medigun, scaring Aleka into thinking it was some kind of weapon. Aleka did not have her weapon with her, but that didn't stop her from trying to throttle these men for threatening her daughter.
"Shhhhhhh..." She was suddenly and quickly restrained when Spy got her in a lock. "Please, I know you barely know us, but we would very much like to help your daughter... do you understand?" Aleka nodded, not able to say anything since Spy had her in that tight of a hold. "I will let you go now. Promise you won't attack us and we'll help your daughter..." She did, and she anxiously watched as Medic used the strange device on her daughter.
Medic pulled off the bandages covering up the hole where the landed arrow narrowly missed her heart and set the Medigun to maximum. Strangely, the hole disappeared but Pyyrha was still not waking up.
"Hmm... very curious..." Aleka cringed when Medic poked her daughter's chest as if it wasn't a big deal. "She ought to be awake by now..."
"Um... sir? Can you please stop-"
"No, don't worry! This should be working..." Aleka had enough when the German began gently shaking Pyyrha like a ragdoll. "Ms. Nikos? Wake up! Pyyrha? WAKE UP, DAMN YOU!"
"That's enough!" Aleka screamed furiously.
"Indeed it is." Medic agreed, getting off of Pyyrha. "She should have been awake by now. Do you mind if we take her-"
"Take my daughter!? I'm sorry gentlemen, but I cannot allow that."
"Ma'am, trust us when we say we can help your daughter. Only if you trust us..."
"That maybe so, but I don't trust you. I'm sorry, but I feel much safer with my daughter in the hands of trained medical professionals..."
"I am a professional!" Medic whined. "I just don't have a medical license!" Yeah, that didn't help their case at all. Safe to say, Aleka told them to leave or hospital security will get them. Grumbling, the mercs left.
Patch, Yang's House
When the three returned to Yang's place, they found that the other six were currently dealing with Yang's dad who woke up around the time Spy and his companions rejoined with the others.
"You mean to tell me you psychopaths just came back from killing a bunch of Grimm? What, is that like a holiday that maniacs celebrate?"
"Not really, but let me tell ya buddy, it was a real walk in the park." Scout smiled. The torn up state of the mercs' clothes said otherwise. Taiyang gave his daughter an angry look for being friends with crazies.
"Least they did something good..." Yang smiled nervously.
"Ugh... look guys, I'm sure you're nice people, but I can't risk you guys wrecking my home since, you know, you're all a bunch of maniacs! No offense. "
"None taken. We get that a lot." Sniper admitted.
"But we already moved our stuff into yer home." Demo held up another bottle of the same drink he raided from Taiyang's personal stash. "And these drinks are really something else!" He got the bottle snatched from his hands.
"Give me that!" He snapped the bottle out of Demo's hands. "If you can move your stuff in, then you can sure as Hell move it out!" Taiyang demanded furiously. Wouldn't you be mad if nine guys you barely know hung out with your daughter and damage your home? Dragon dad was.
"Fine. We will." Spy said.
"That's righ-"
"Tomorrow. It's getting late." Yep. The moon was high in the sky. It's fractured side facing away from the planet so that it looked like a regular full moon back on Earth. Taiyang was going to object, but Yang had put her one hand on his shoulder and shook her head.
"Just let them stay." Yang begged. "It's only for a night."
"Fine. You guys can sleep in the living room." Taiyang stomped off to his room upstairs. "There better not be anything broken when I wake up in the morning!" He yelled from upstairs. Yang got the men blankets and pillows for their night here. Against her father's wishes, she slept on the couch in the living room with them since they didn't mind sleeping on the floor. Yang told her father she'll keep an eye on them. She slept long before any of them did.
Later that night, poor Yang was having a nightmare. A nightmare about Adam taking her arm again. Eh, she was pretty used to it by now. These dreams happen so often since that day that she no longer wakes up screaming, only in a cold sweat. It still scared her though. She looked around the dark living room and saw the guys were missing, except for Pyro who was playing cards with Zwei.
"Pyro?" She whispered. "Where is everybody?"
"Mphhm!" Pyro pointed outside and Zwei barked in agreement. Yang shook her head because it was impossible to understand Pyro, but at least it bothered to point some direction.
"Uh... okay. What are they doing?" Pyro started mphming out responses while acting out what the others were apparently doing. All Yang got was that they were building something.
"...okay. Are they going to be back soon?" Pyro and Zwei looked at each other, then Pyro gave a thumbs up.
"Mphm hmm!" Pyro nodded. Sighing, Yang laid back on the couch. She didn't really feel like going out and looking for them after that nightmare she had. Whatever they were doing, she hoped they wouldn't cause any trouble.
Meanwhile, the distant noises of light construction can be heard.
Somewhere on the Western Dragon Continent
Salem's council. An organization under the command of the mother of all Grimm with only one purpose. To destroy the order and peace of the huntsman academies and kingdoms. Destroying all that Ozpin had set out to achieve.
The council had just concluded their meeting concerning the White Fang and the search for the Spring Maiden. Tyrian and Hazel already left while Watts sat at the meeting table a little longer, looking through stuff on his scroll. As for Cinder and Salem, Cinder was sitting next to the Grimm mother while Emerald and Mercury watched the healing process. From an observer's standpoint, it was uncertain if any healing was being done at all on Cinder. All that seemed to be happening was Salem telling Cinder to concentrate while having a hand on Cinder's while the new Fall Maiden looked to be in pain.
After a few minutes, Salem suddenly stood up and said she had some business to attend to, leaving out the large doors in that floaty manner in which she walks. Cinder needed a moment to rest after the treatment, Emerald and mercury coming by her side to aid with anything.
"Hmm... how curious..." Watts said to himself as someone from his scroll was screaming something. He kept a rather uninterested look as he watched a news broadcast from the VNN. He had connections that kept a constant relay of information to him even with the CCT in Vale being down. His uninterested look changed with a single raising of the brow when he reached a certain point of the broadcast.
"Oh Dear... another slip up on your part, Cinder."
"What are you talking about now, old man?" Mercury groaned. He really did not like the snobby gentleman that was Watts.
"It would seem as though people know who our dear Cinder is. Failed to take care of those who oppose as well as being defeated by a mere girl..." He grinned, then he looked at Emerald and waved her over with a finger. "Come and show your beloved Cinder this. Take care not to break it, or else you'll regret it..."
Emerald's response was just a growl. She didn't like him either. Snatching the scroll out of his hands rudely, she went over to Cinder who was still pained from the treatment. Cinder's one eye struggled to follow what was happening on the scroll, barely staying open from how much pain she was in. All three of their attentions were immediately caught when a familiar bunch of psychos rolled by, and then Soldier tackled the camera.
"Holy shit..." Mercury gasped with a look of fear.
"N-no... you killed them!" Emerald gasped, nearly tripping as she actually jumped back from Soldier's face suddenly taking the camera screen. Cinder's eye went wide. She killed them. They were supposed to be dead. This wasn't possible...
A mixed look of anger and shock was on her face as the maniac known as the Soldier began ranting and singing about freedom, but her jaw dropped when a familiar masked man came along with the other mercenaries to take him. That being the Spy. While Spy said nothing to the camera, he did give a death stare at the camera. No doubt meant for her. The look of those eyes scared her. Memories of him almost defeating her forced her hands to cover the healed wounds from her battle with him.
This man... this man wanted nothing more than to kill her. He and his companions at that. Not only did she have a young silver-eyed girl to worry about, now she had to worry about nine maniacs who will stop at nothing to kill her.
Things just got far more complicated than it should be.
Patch
Somewhere near Yang's place but far enough as that they can be barely heard, the mercenaries were in the process of building their base. Engie hadn't any of that special dust that apparently made the teleporter capable of interdimensional travel yet so they were just focusing on setting up the basic needs of a fortress. Cuz Team Fortress.
It was midnight as the full moon shined brightly in the night sky. Turned out Patch wasn't completely free of Grimm as every now and then Beowolves would pop up. Beowolves that would be brutally dealt with in melee as they didn't want to alert anyone that they were here. Logs had been cut down for use in building and a central structure had already been built. Trenches were dug and some logs were made into makeshift battlements.
"Whooie... can't wait until this place is up and running." Engie marveled at the progress they were making.
"Indeed. All we need is another trip to the city tomorrow and we'll our portal will be fully operational." Spy patted Engie's back. The mercs were done building tonight and were going back to Yang's place to sleep it out. Tomorrow they'll move out of Yang's house and put all the stuff here in their base.
Upon return to the house, they found Yang still fast asleep and Pyro was sleeping on Zwei's doggy bed while the pooch was cuddling up to it.
"Sweet dreams, mates..." Demo placed a blanket over them.
The boys got settled in and rested for the night, all except Spy, Engie, Medic, and Sniper who were gathered at the dinner table with a map of Remnant. They were planning their next move. However, they also realized they had no information at all on Cinder's whereabouts as no one's seen her since Beacon.
There was also the matter of what to do with their scattered students. As far as they knew, the vast majority of the kids they made friends with at Beacon are alive and currently with their families, though it did worry them that Ruby, Blake, and Team JNPR had disappeared. The fight against Cinder was there's, but it still was disheartening that some of the kids they trusted were gone. Especially Ruby and Team JNPR since Yang believes they're going after Cinder.
That's a big no no. They will 100% die against Cinder's power.
"Piss." Sniper cursed at their current predicament. "Only thing we've got is the White Fang."
"Ja, but they haven't been in ze area since ze Fall of Beacon, und... hehe... the disappearance of zer leader." Medic giggled, remembering Adam taurus.
"They're the only lead we have though." Spy said. He wasn't smoking as he didn't want to stink up Yang's place and be rude.
"What do you suggest we do then?" Engie asked. "Travel by the Faunus districts when we go out for supplies tomorrow?" He joked.
"I don't see why not." Spy calmly answered.
Currently, we are playing a game of ESCALATION.
I want to thank al who came for game night yesterday, but I'm still disheartened by how many missed out. It might be a matter of time zones, but I feel it's also because of bad communication. When we do these things, contact me (Steam Name: Sorun_c) so I know to invite you to the server.
I hope you all have a Happy New Years Eve! Right now as I type this out, gunfire is lighting the night as Americans happily shoot their guns in the sky in celebration!
Anyways, it was a lot of fun. In the future I will figure out how to make a Garry's Mod server where we will do fucked up shit we will definitely regret. LOL
Other anyways, feel free to PM me or review on whatever you like. Tis always a pleasure to read yon thoughts.
Christmas special delayed. Remember it will be posted in the extras.
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