Two pairs of footsteps knocked on the stone road as Captain Vastano walked beside the stepsister of his captured friend. He remained silent with his head looking at the ground as he paid no attention to the person walking alongside him. "Captain, where are we going?"
After Ilia had spoken, he lifted his head to keep her attention. "There is someone who came here with me. I think she'll recognize you." The paratrooper stopped in the middle of the street as he faced towards the building to his right. His men kept tabs on the woman, but he took the opportunity to stand in front of the door's porch and knock on the door.
A woman called out from the inside. "I'm coming!"
Johnny waited silently as he slipped his hands into his pockets, once again, broke the silence. "Whose house is this?" He grinned at what the possible events could transpire, but he remained silent.
When the door opened, he saw the Winter Maiden stand at the doorway. "Captain Vastano, what brings you-" He watched her gasp in surprise when she made contact with Ilia's presence. "Ilia?"
"Hi mom." The young girl waved her hand to her stepmother while the tone of her skin changed the normal human skin to light blue. "I heard what happened to Persinette."
"Do you know about it?"
Ilia shook her head. "No, mom. No one told me about it, not even the entire group I'm working with knew what happened at Atlas."
"Let's take this conversation inside, I don't want someone to overhear us." Replied the stepmother as she opened the door for her stepdaughter to come in. "I know we have our differences, but I also know you were really close with Perse."
"Yeah, I'm here to help you find her.'
Mrs. Jackson expressed a smile underneath the hood of hers. "That's my girl, watching out for your sister as she watched out for you."
Knowing he had no reason to be here, Captain Vastano took a step back from the porch as he turned his back from the temporary home of the maiden.
"Captain, aren't you going to come in?" She asked.
He turned around and was only confused by the question. "Me?" He asked, gesturing a finger towards himself. "This is something between you and Ilia. I just happened to bring her here."
"It's cold tonight." Mrs. Jackson stated. "I don't want you to get sick."
"Ma'am I am all right. I've had colder."
"No, you are coming into this house this minute." She was enjoying having him around. "Besides, I think I could use the company than usual." The maiden turned away from the door and walked deeper inside of the wooden house. "Come in, I'm going to see if I can get some coffee done."
Then he heard Ilia call out her flaw. "I don't want to discourage you, mom, but you don't know how to make coffee just as good as dad's."
Jackson, the mere mention of his mentor, reminded him of his first time at Normandy where he cooked a pot of coffee for him and many other paratroopers. Before the rest of the men from the beaches could reconnect to the paratroopers, he remembered how Jackson taught him to make coffee just to pass through the boredom that didn't include shooting some poor French guy's cow. Never had he thought making coffee would be useful for him. "Mrs. Jackson, I think I can help you out on that part."
Slinging his Thompson over his shoulder, Captain Vastano entered the house with a smile on his face.
Blake chased after the mysterious spy as she leaped from the jungle floors of Menagerie and climbed up the walls of the building, only to confront the spy at the rooftop. She immediately pulled out her weapon as it transformed into its ranged function. "Why were you spying on me?" She demanded from the cloaked stranger.
With her weapon aimed at the stranger, the person slowly brought their hand and reached out for the only piece that kept the cloak together. When the stranger unstrapped the button, Blake recognized his face, blonde hair, and the infamous monkey tail. "Hey Blake, it's been awhile." As soon as the cloak was off, she growled in anger. "What's wrong?"
The faunus cat-girl had put away her weapon as she stormed towards his general direction. "Sun, what are you doing here? Why were you spying n me?"
The blonde man scratched the back of his head as he slightly smiled at his own predicament. "Well, I wanted to see how you were and heard what happened. Though, I'm kind of surprised that you live in a house that big."
"Are you really trying to test me?"
"No, I didn't want to piss you off, but that guy has some good senses if you ask me. Is he your boyfriend?"
"Boyfriend? No, I am not dating anyone."
The two faunus teens were quickly surprised when they saw a white figure land on her high heels. "Blake I was looking for you." Blake turned around as she saw Weiss hold her rapier in her hand. "Sun, what are you doing here?"
Sun was surprised. "Weiss, what are you doing here? I thought you were at Atlas."
Then she rolled her head. "I escaped."
"Nice, the heiress getting rebellious." He grinned at the thought.
"Though, I'm with Blake on this one. What are you doing here?"
Then his expression changed to a serious tone as he looked at Blake. "People were asking what happened to you, so I decided to find out where you were really hiding."
Blake relaxed after learning what Sun was doing, she sighed before she explained. "I left because Adam Taurus. I almost got Yang killed because of me. I didn't want anyone to be caught in my problems." Then she felt the cold touch of Weiss's fingers on her shoulder.
"Blake, we could have helped you." Commented the heiress.
"No, Weiss. This is not Roman Torchwick, this is one of the leaders of the White Fang and he is too dangerous for any of us."
"That's what friends are for." Blake realized it was not Weiss or Sun who said those words. Across from her, she watched Sun's face look like he had seen a ghost.
Then she saw Sun speak. "Pyrrha?"
Turning around, Blake saw the red-haired girl stretch her arms out as far towards the sky before yawning. "You don't want to face someone like him alone. I tried and I almost died, but you have better chances if you do that."
"Are you guys seeing what I am seeing?" Sun asked his peers.
Weiss was quick to inform him. "Turns out that someone teleported Pyrrha to another world and she came back with an army of soldiers from the other world."
"How does that make any sense?"
The heiress shrugged her shoulders. "You're going to ask one those soldiers then, I don't know much about them other that they came here with me, and Pyrrha."
"You mean, those guys with the leaves in their helmets?"
A simple nod was enough for Sun to sink in that information. "Wow, that is a lot to take in."
Pyrrha was quick to meet with Blake as they talked. "Pyrrha, I don't want anyone hurt. Adam might be after me since I left him and I don't want anyone except myself to take him."
"Blake, you can't do this to yourself. If you fight Adam like this, you will be on the run and you might not have the time to run."
The quiet night was erupted with the echo of a large explosion, which caught the attention of the four teenagers.
"Oh no, what happened?" She asked.
However, Blake knew something was behind this. "That explosion came from the docks. Let's see what is going on there."
The great explosion was enough to bring Captain Vastano as he ran towards the only place where his men were gathered. There were cries for medic come forth and perform their duty; however, it worried the CO that his paratroopers were now at risk. After running past the faunus, who were trying to get a good look at the scene, he reached to the front of the crown and saw stretchers being laid out with the bodies of the dead and the wounded.
Yet, this was different. There were five people wearing the uniforms and masks of the White Fang. Their hands were on the handles of their blades as another two carried their rifles in their hands, but that did not mean his mean were not intimidated. The anonymous figures remained silent, but on guard in comparison to the shouting paratroopers.
One of his men, a sergeant cocked his carbine. "You fucks, I'm going to kill you."
Then one of the hidden figures had spoken. "What are you humans doing on Menagerie?" He asked. "You don't belong here, this place is for the faunus and us alone."
"It isn't my business, cocksucker."
Before he could aim his weapon, Vastano's hand gripped the barrel. "Sergeant, get your shit together. You're scaring the living shit out of the people around us." Then he lowered the man's weapon.
He expressed his relief as he nodded over the members of the White Fang. "Captain Vastano, you're right on time. These guys decided it was a good idea to bomb us while we were taking a nap."
Turning away from the sergeant, a horned faunus girl had stood beside her companion. "None of you belong here."
Then Johnny slung his Thompson off his shoulder as he confronted the tall people. "Did you guys kill my men?" He demanded.
"Captain, you should leave as soon as you can. You and your men are not welcomed here."
"Answer the fucking question?!" Johnny demanded of him.
A man with tiger ears tightened the grip of his sword as he was about to walk towards him. However, Johnny recognized a masked Ilia land beside him with her arm stretched out. "Everyone, stand down. We do not want a fight with these people."
One of her people, criticized her request. "Why should we? We have these humans sulking around on the only soil we get."
"Hey kid, shut up." Ordered Vastano. "We have enough firepower to level this entire place and I don't feel comfortable doing it right here and right now. Now will someone answer the goddamn question, did any of you kill my men?" The paratrooper officer was met with turning heads that told him no. "Stand down men, I they didn't do it."
His sergeant, was quick to call him out. "Captain, what the fuck is this? You're letting these fucking animals get away with the deaths of Conti and Jackson. I think you're going soft on them." If his words were like fire, he just lit the powder keg. The crowds of faunus that were surrounding the paratroopers began to boo at them. Some even went to the lengths to correct them. "Yeah, fuck you."
Turning away from the crowd, he heard Ilia talking to her companions behind his bake he focused his full attention onto the sergeant in question. "Sergeant Ackerson, shut the fuck up. That's an order."
"Sir-"
"Unless you want a bunch of angry people to rip our guts out, you close that trap of yours." Such conviction was enough for the sergeant to be taken aback by his superior officer's order. Realizing there were no more words to continue this conversation, he took a step back from Captain Vastano.
"Yes sir."
An inhuman cry screamed from the distance, catching everyone off-guard. Johnny's gazed his eyes onto the distant seas shimmering underneath the moonlight. Despite the beauty of the night, the moonlight also displayed its horrors. Red eyes slowly appeared from the waters before they made a slow move towards the docks. The monsters lurking in the depths of the sea were closing in on the beaches of Menagerie. A woman cried out, horrified at the numerous beady eyes that were appeared to come after them. "It's the Grimm! Everyone leave the docks, immediately."
Johnny had just realized the most terrifying thought that occurred to him. He was going to be fighting the Grimm. Unlike the defenses of the base camp, there was nothing to support him in holding off the creatures from descending upon the sands. What remaining paratroopers that remained from the explosion was all the men he had left. Here, He was outnumbered and in this case, outmatched.
Then he glanced over to the head of the armed faunus group, only to see Ilia shouting orders. "Ready yourselves, we have to protect the civilians."
When the civilians had departed from the docks, the company commander found his paratroopers surrounded by the dozens of White Fang members. Many of whom, were civilians who immediately shown their leanings when their faces wore the infamous white masks. Despite their quick transition from civilians to combatants, they were quick to bring out their assortment of weaponry, which usually consisted of swords and guns.
Realizing that it was not enough firepower to possibly hold them back, Captain Vastano spouted orders at his men. "Eagles, get your shit together. Pull the wounded back and get those anti-tank guns in position!" I want a defensive perimeter by the docks, none of them are getting through." He made enough gestures to his standing men on which direction they should have been as he took a quick glance at Ilia and the White Fang, who simply watched a few meters away. He didn't mind their attention, thanks to the sea Grimm that was coming towards the docks.
Someone tapped his shoulder, causing him to look over his shoulder, only to see Sergeant Ackerson standing beside him. "Captain, I'm going to get our pack howitzers in position."
"You go do that." Replied Johnny as the sergeant ordered three paratroopers to follow him elsewhere.
Then he heard the familiar voice call out from behind his back. "Captain Vastano, what is going on here?"
Seeing the distinct figure hidden underneath the cloak, she slowly came over to him. "We're dealing with Grimm." He answered. "They're coming from the sea. Mrs. Jackson, you should stand back."
When she stood beside the officer, a simple shake from her head was enough to tell him that she was not willing to adhere to his last request. "I am not backing away from this. If Ilia is here to fight, I'm not going to let her get hurt."
"Okay, just watch out."
However, the Winter Maiden made a slight chuckle. "It's not me who should be worried about. I can handle myself, it is you and these people who are going to need me."
Johnny slipped his hand around the handle of his Thompson as the weapon's stock was pressed against his shoulder.
What seemed to be the only defense to Menagerie had increased when hundreds of young faunus men and women were gathering out in the streets with their weapons out. Watching the road coming to the docks, the captain found himself in awe when Mr. Belladonna was leading the armed crowd towards him. "Gather the militia." He ordered. "I want all of you to provide support for the White Fang defenders, we are not going to let any Grimm get past us."
Unlike Johnny's previous encounter with the man, he was now carrying a greatsword in his right hand as he made a long stride towards the docks. His lips whistled at the size of the blade, seeing that it had the length of a bazooka.
"Captain Vastano, what a surprise to see you here?" The giant of a man began.
"Mr. Belladonna, I never thought someone you would be here."
He smiled. "This is my home do you really believe I would let something like this happen here?"
"No sir. Just seeing you with a giant fuckin' sword makes me wonder."
"Then we will see. Captain, bring your men over to the left flank. The Grimm will be likely to get ahold of the beaches and try to work their way over to the docks. It won't be an easy task."
"Don't worry sir, Able Company can make do with what we've got." Johnny replied as he quickly glanced over to his men. "Able, move to the left flank." His men acknowledged him with their 'Yes sirs', but it was enough to know they were willing to obey his orders. On his right, Johnny saw Blake run out from the vegetation of the jungles with Weiss and Pyrrha, but he didn't recognize the fourth member of the group. The blonde male with the monkey tail made a quick pass with a wave of his hand as he stopped behind the trio of teenage girls.
"Right on time, Blake. See if you can hold the beach from the Unipeltata for as long as you can. It might keep the Grimm off the militia and give us some wiggle room to help you and your friends out."
At the mention of the name, the company commander was curious why it was called that way. "Uni-what? That is the weirdest name for an animal."
However, Pyrrha Nikos was quick to explain to him. "Johnny, it's called a Unipeltata. They're a very dangerous type of sea Grimm out there. They have hard shells and often come in two kinds, one punches and the second one stabs. Try to avoid getting close with it."
"You fought these things before?"
"No, but I did a lot of studying on these Grimm back at Beacon. Isn't that right, Blake?" Pyrrha answered as Blake and the red-head gave a quick glance at each other.
A man shouted to the top of his lungs as he pointed his arms at the direction of the Unipeltata. "Here they come, everyone get ready!"
Realizing there was no point in continuing the conversation, Captain Vastano was quick to understand that he was out of his league. He was fighting creatures that were way above his paygrade and there was a possibility of being brutally murdered. Yet, he sensed some hope as he joined his paratroopers on the ramparts while he saw the four teenagers run down the ramp of the docks and stand in the sand.
Standing behind the only obstacle against the monsters, Johnny glanced to his men and over to the White Fang have their gazes focused on the sea. Realizing there was something big, he looked at the hundreds of menacing red eyes slowly get closer. The closer they came to the shore, he noticed how their eyes were rising out of the wire with their white crusted armor shown on the front of its shell.
When the Grimm had contacted where the water and the sand met, the captain could not have expected such size to be his enemy. Here, he was seeing a monster the size of a tank and could possibly fight like a tank.
The creatures waited for one-another to join in a large formation with their claws and mandibles cleaning out their mop-like hands.
Then he heard a gun crew spew orders. "Shot out!" One of the anti-tank guns he had brought with him had fired. The shell whistled over the heads of the teens as the paratrooper watched the tip lunge itself into the armor of the Grimm. As the shell exited the beast on the other side of its body, the projectile was deformed while the Unipeltata slumped to the ground.
Silence was all that mattered after the shot of the anti-tank gun. Then the armored Grimm began to chitter at the sight of their fallen brethren as they stormed the beach in full force. They stumbled forth and were met with gunfire from the militia and the White Fang, who shifted their fire from the docks.
Realizing his men were not doing the same, the captain knew what to do. "Lay it on 'em!" Johnny aimed down the sights of his Thompson while his finger pulled the trigger. Brass shells were ejected out of the weapon as he focused his attention on hitting the Unipeltata gaining the ground.
Despite their sheer size and their armored hide, the four teenagers confronted them. One of the Grimm took the chance to attack Pyrrha, who immediately pulled down her shield when the creature's claws extended towards her. She ran forth and deflected the sharpened claws grind over her head while her rifle transformed into a spear. Her body slide underneath the creature's shell, but he saw her figure lunge her weapon towards its underbelly.
Then he looked over to Weiss Schnee and saw her leap forward towards her first targets with her rapier, but he noticed the blade glow red. A strange sight to see while she made quick slashes at its arms. Unlike the one Pyrrha faced, this one shot out ball-like parts of its body in an attempt to hit her. However, she was able swiftly dodge the attack when she slid over to its left side and torn its blade into its claws.
To his horror, he watched as the teen was helpless against another Unipeltata. Her back was facing towards its attacker, only to see its claws lunge out towards her.
Johnny was about to shout her name out, but was surprised when Blake pulled out her sword to block one claw. However, their fourth member of their group carried a staff as he parried the Grimm's other claw away from reaching Weiss. His worry for those teens could be the death of him while he looked to the very nature of the threat. While they were dealing with the Grimm at close range, they were unable to stop the wave of Unipeltatas that bypassed them, trying to reach for the ramp to the docks. "Shit, we have to keep them off the docks." He ordered as he sprayed his sub-machine gun downrange and saw how useless his rounds were.
The paratroopers beside him tried to repel the oncoming attackers that had gained too much ground. Some even resorted to using bazookas to break their armor while others primed mortar rounds in their hands and tossed them in the direction of the unrelenting Grimm. There were great explosions that erupted from impacting the sands and the Unipeltatas, but it was not enough to deter them.
Then he looked to the defenders at the top of the ramp, only to see Mr. Belladonna with his greatsword out. A great sense of fear had overcome Vastano as he quickly ordered his men to do their best to throw everything they had at them. "Keep firing, don't let them up the ramp!" No matter how much he screamed at the threat, they refused to bow to such firepower. Could it be that he didn't bring enough to handle the Grimm threat? His gaze looked to the melee defenders with their various swords gripped in their hands. They were scared from the looks of their eyes and it wouldn't seem like they would last long.
Out from the crowd, a woman walked past them as she ripped the cloak off her body. The blue-haired maiden surprised the young militia as she continued to step forward towards the oncoming rush of Unipeltatas.
Captain Vastano watched with awe as her hands glowed in a light blue light. However, he sensed a kind of power behind it and he could feel it based upon its temperature. His shoulders were chilled at the feeling of the unwelcoming air while she raised her hand at the incoming Grimm. Her hand shot out with a blast as snowflakes touched their armored bodies and slowed them down to a frozen state. She left it out there while she stepped forward, but the Winter Maiden was unafraid when she came close with the Grimm. Then she looked up to the defenders at the ramparts, particularly the captain. "Johnny, open fire on the frozen Grimm, I'm going to help all of you out."
Glancing away from the lady, he looked to his men, who were also awed by her power. "Alright you knuckleheads, time to punch their teeth in." He ordered before he fired the remains of his magazine into the frozen Grimm.
He was surprised to see that his bullets broke the frozen bodies into multiple pieces thanks to the impact of the Winter Maiden.
"Damn, she's powerful." Soon after, he reloaded his weapon and kicked the empty mag out of his Thompson.
A paratrooper on his left cried out in surprise when his light machine gun pulled him out of the ramparts and towards the sand. He landed safely alongside his M1919, but he was at risk when his body wasn't moving.
"Shit." He swore to himself as he slid off the ramparts and ran towards his body with his Thompson at hand. A Grimm on his right had tried to intercept him, but he noticed a spear made of ice break into its body. However, he was glad that Mrs. Jackson was watching his back.
When he arrived at the unconscious body of the paratrooper, he patted his face in hopes of recovery.
"Hey, wake up. You don't have time to nap right now." Vastano ordered, but the man's face remained unchanged.
Then someone cried out to him. "Johnny, look out!"
He looked back to the beach to see a Grimm launch its claw towards him without any hesitation. The young man tried to dodge it, the paratrooper leaned back towards the sand as it continued to plunge after him. However, the sharpened blade of its claws had managed to take a deep cut into his shoulder. Blood stained his uniform as he screamed in pain. Captain Vastano took a quick glance at his own shoulder, but he noticed the Unipeltatas' tendrils reach for the unconscious body of his fellow man. Then he raised his Thompson and held the trigger down while he tried to control the recoil.
The Grimm was taken aback as it pulled itself away from the two and removing its sharp claws away from him. Yet, it was only an opportunity to not be killed.
The officer heard his men on the ramparts behind his back. "Cover the captain, take it down!"
Gunfire and explosions peppered its armored hide as it lunged forth with its spear-like strike. Its edges could not be avoided and there was nothing Johnny Vastano could do. He remained in the sand, convinced he was not going to make it out alive, only to be wrong by the mere blade which had torn both of the Grimm's arms away from its body.
Captain Vastano recognized the blade as he trailed it back to its handle and recognized the man who carried it. "Mr. Belladonna?"
The giant man swung around as he slashed the sword at the nerves connecting into the Grimm's eyeballs. As soon as the beast was eyeless, a rocket trail flew into its chest and tossed onto the side with the great explosion. The man who gave him information had now rescued his life as he knelt beside the wounded officer. "That wound looks bad." He glanced away from the tired paratrooper. "Someone get these two off the beaches!"
When his gaze turned back to him, Vastano felt like his body was fighting his own weight. Over time his strength was weakening as he leaned back and from away the giant.
"Captain, stay with me!"
Vastano's body landed on the sand and felt his own wound burn to the contact of the ground as his eyes were looking up at the skies above. The stars were different and the moon was shattered, but that didn't matter. It felt like the scenery above him was… fitting. He slowly closed his eyes to his tired body, but could hear the drowned cry of Mr. Belladonna scream for him. Then he felt a hand grab him by the collar.
A hand had patted him on the shoulder, forcing Captain Durante to open his eyes. "What?" His vision was fuzzy, but recognized the man. "Doctor Sauer, how long have I been asleep?"
The older man who stood beside his bed had smiled. "You have slept long enough to recover."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"You got enough rest. Besides, I think twelve hours of sleep is good enough for a man like you." In his hand, Sauer handed him a German assault rifle onto his legs before he added with a pouch of magazines. "I've managed to raid a few patrols trying to find us. I know this would come in handy in the future since you barely have anything to defend yourself with."
The young man took the Sturmgewehr into his own hands as he sat up from the bed. "I appreciate that, you know."
"Captain Durante, get on your feet. We're going to leave soon. Trust me, we do not want to be around here when they come."
"Of course, how can I not forget that I am also being hunted down?" The captain asked as he slipped out of bed and tied his boots on. "It's the reason why I'm in this cabin in the middle of nowhere."
"Don't be so ungrateful. You should be glad we found this place of refuge before we continue on our journey."
After Monte was ready, both men stepped out of the cabin where they had rested. However, they both stopped at the sight of a single person standing across an open field. His crazed eyes were enough to tell there was something off about this person. "Doctor, do you know who that man is?" The officer asked.
Sauer made two steps forward and gestured his hand with an open hand. "Yes, his name is Tyrion. He works for her and my guess is that he is after something we stole from here. Now stand back, he is completely dangerous and you don't have a chance to fight him."
The stranger was wrapped in his greatcoat as he slowly clapped his hands. "Well, well, well. It's my queen's failed master." He began. "I have heard many tales about you and your powers, but to think that Salem used to bow to someone who takes the form of a frail old man. I am shocked." Tyrion followed that up with a crackling laugh for a few seconds until he glanced over to the soldier. "Who is this? Who is this young man you have taken under your wing?"
The mood in the air was tense as Sauer spoke. "He is none of your business." He replied. "You must be Tyrion. It must be a pity that she would stoop so low to recruit you to her side. I would pity you as well since you are nothing worth of value."
"You say I am nothing?" Tyrion asked, offended by the old man's response. "I disagree, you are nothing. You have spent the years, hiding away and not embracing the true power that you deny yourself. However, my queen wishes to show the world how powerful she can become and whatever remains of your ancient world shall be the end of you." Then he slipped his arms out of his great coat and dropped it on the ground. "Now is the time we end our talk and finish what should have ended a long time ago."
Monte noticed his arm bracers have sharped blades attached to the sides, enough to tear through more than flesh. However, he was surprised by an additional weapon that was on such bracers. There were barrels of two attached to the top of his wrists, but that was what worried the Ranger captain the most. The fact that he was facing someone who knew how to use that and close the distance with said weapon made him a bit fearful.
Yet, it was not as much when he noticed a scorpion tale on the back of his body. The captain had seen many faunus people in his life, but seeing someone with a scorpion tale was nightmare fuel for him. How he managed to deal with that, he may never know, but that was not what mattered. What mattered was the fact that this man wouldn't get in the way of leaving the cabin.
However, he was assured when Doctor Sauer stepped forth from the cabin as he raises his right hand from his side. "I will finish what has begun and you will be another step to her end." Out from his fingertips, black energies flew towards Tyrion, but it was a miss when the man sidestepped to his left.
The ground exploded when the energies contacted the ground, missing him entirely. "Ha, you really think I wouldn't dodge that." Tyrion scoffed as he rushed forth headfirst into danger.
Monte watched with awe as the doctor lowered his powerful hand while a black cloud began to form around it. He didn't know what he would expect out of it, but he waited as it slowly dissipated and revealed something dreadful. In his hand, Doctor Sauer carried a whip made of bones.
When the assailant closed the distance, Sauer's weapon reached towards Tyrion without the need to close the distance. He almost touched him, but Tyrion was fast enough to dodge the tip with his head. However, his eyes were staring at the captain as he followed it up with a crackling laugh.
The American raised his Sturmgewehr and pulled the trigger. His weapon went full auto as he tried to hit him. Then the man saw the barrels on his bracers raised. Tyrion bypassed Sauer as he returned fire on Monte while he jumped to the side. With his face in the grass, he glanced over to the charging maniac and tried to repel the attacker. However, he felt his aura flicker at the bullets.
Little did the officer, realize that the tail was also a weapon itself. When his assault rifle had emptied, the assailant had taken the opportunity to attack him with his tail. The man spun around with the scorpion tale directed at his body, but a sudden snatch of the tail had pulled Tyrion back.
Surprise caught the attacker out of balance when he glanced over his shoulder with Sauer pulling him away from the Ranger. However, Monte noticed a grin on Tyrion's face as he aimed his barrels at him, but it was enough for him to get a burst off.
Captain Durante screamed as his hand covered his left eye. A warm trickle fell from his face while the searing pain flared throughout his body. However, he knew something went wrong was wrong as he realized he could only see through one eye. Then he released his hold on his assault rifle and pulled on the grass, but he looked at the fight between Sauer and Tyrion.
Tyrion was pulled away as Sauer knocks him onto his knees before his other hand was planted on his face. "You will pay." Black smoke rose from his hand as the assailant cried out for mercy. Then the doctor removed his hand as he kicked him onto his back. "Consider yourself lucky, no one escapes from me in a fight."
The attacker covered his face as he scrambled off the grass and left off into the woods. It seemed that Sauer had enough power to do more than kill a platoon, but that did not matter when the whip of bones dissipated into thin air when he came over to Monte.
Doctor Sauer knelt beside him as blood continued to trickle from his wounded eye before he had spoken. "Captain, I am going to have to put you to sleep, but when you wake up you will find yourself in the company of another. When you find Qrow, tell him I sent you?"
The officer was about to speak, but Sauer placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Now you rest."
Was it magic or Sauer's power? Monte would never get the chance to speak as his body needed rest. He tried to resist, but it could never beat his body's need to rest as he succumbed to his own weighed. Then his only eye began to slowly close on the rest of the world.
