This took some thinking, trying to get Weiss and Sun moving through the story in a way that keeps them along with the main plot while developing in their own way took me a while.

Still unsure about this through.

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"Yeah, my tail connects to my tail bone." Sun wiggled it around.

Winter hummed. "Well, I could have sworn it was a prop that vibrates, furries do enjoy wearing them these days."

"I wouldn't mind if it did," Weiss said and Winter shot her a look of disdain. "I mean it looks nice regardless, not that I would ever use something like that."

Weiss had to groan at how relieved Winter looked and how she immediately went sexual with her statement.

"Hey look!" Sun pointed towards the windshield of the airship.

"Wow." Said Weiss, as their airship passed into a cluster of floating islands.

"Pretty cool huh?" Sun nudged her side.

"I've read about it and seen pictures but neither does the sight any justice."

"Yeah there's plenty of gravity dust in the ground and it got active enough to lift it off the ground."

"It's a perfect place to hide as well," Winter said cautiously. "Take us slow and radio the rest to keep their eye peeled."

"Oh come on, this way is supposed to be safe right?" Sun said ignoring the look Winter was giving him. "Headmaster Lionheart said this was the safest route to take, we'll be fine."

"I do not share your childish optimism."

Weiss stowed her scroll angrily, Ruby still failed to answer yet again. She had four small cargo ships carrying dust to Haven, getting Ironwood to agree and her father somewhat approving of Sun finally got them out of Atlas. Winter coming along was non-negotiable, in that Winter wasn't taking no for an answer. They had been sorning through the sky for a while now but Ruby still wasn't picking up. Ruby was sure to be at Haven when they arrived. Or at least almost there, she really couldn't tell. Weiss had tried calling but it seemed like Ruby was either out of range of the tower or most likely forgot to check her scroll.

"So Sun how difficult is it to sit with that tail constantly getting in the way?" Winter asked.

Weiss would try again but she needed to address something here and now and shouldn't put it off.

"Sun come on we need to talk." She gestured and flipped the hatch on the cargo hold open.

"Weiss," Winter said sternly. "This is hardly the time and that is hardly the place to engage in carnal activities."

"W-What?!" Weiss could feel her cheeks heating up. "Winter no! Sun and I are not going to-" Weiss stopped as she saw the tiniest curve at the edges of her sister's mouth.

Wiess groaned.

"Oh come now Weiss, I'm allowed to tease at last once." Her grin vanished as she turned to Sun. "Don't try anything boy."

He waved innocently. "Wasn't planning on it, Ms. Schnee."

Weiss dragged Sun into the cargo hold and slammed the hatched closed.

"So what's up?" Sun asked.

"Why are you being so passive?"

"What do you mean?"

Weiss wanted to groan. "You just sit there and take anything, even back in Atlas yesterday. Whitley kept making jabs at you, the way my mother acted, Winter has been looking as if she's expecting fleas to jump off you since the moment you met."

Sun waited for more, but it was becoming increasingly clear there wasn't. "Is that it?"

Weiss stiffened. "Yes?"

"Do you think I'm a dumb monkey?"

"No." Her head rose. "You're not."

"Do you think I like your mom?"

"No!"

"Do you think I am a Furry?"

"NO!"

"Then what's the big issue if they think or act that way?"

"I… but…" Weiss sighed. "They're my family."

"I know, but so what if Whitley says something rude? The kid has zero power over me, your dad does though. If I threw one back or made a scene in general, your dad would've had me in deep shit then and there, as he did you back at the charity thing. Your dad has the final say for whether or not we get to leave. What is Whitley gonna do? Make another overused comment? Is Winter going to give me another pointless look I'm used to?"

Weiss sneered. "They shouldn't be overused and you shouldn't be used to it."

"It sucks that she doesn't like me but in spite of what wacky questions Winter asks me. I'm not gonna let it bother me." He declared. "Your brother's actions also don't and can't change us, the way your father thinks and looks and says about us does. I could have but didn't want to because it wasn't the right call. Now he seems to like me."

He saw her wince. "Winter probably thinks of you less because my father likes you."

"Is your sister's disapproval gonna change overnight?"

Weiss shook her head. "No…"

"Then I'll just have to prove myself to her."

"You shouldn't have to Sun."

"No, but it doesn't bother me in any way. So don't worry about it, Weiss."

She sighed and Sun placed a hand on her shoulder. "We're home free, that's what should matter right now."

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay. We're going to be in Mistral soon, with both our teams finally being hunters."

"Yeah! Things are looking up for us."

There was a muffled sound of metal tearing filling the cargo hold and a moment later the hatch opened.

"Weiss up here now!" Winter ordered.

Roland Arc leaned back into his chair smiling. The bounties on Jaune and Sienna were officially taken, it by no means meant they were outta the woods yet. Atlas had by far the largest one but not the only one out there. Progress was progress however and a promise was a promise, the Atlas council was now in secret talks with Mistral. Roland doubted they accomplish anything but he'd gotten what he was after and that's all that matters.

Juniper was busy trying to figure out where Jaune and his baby momma went, Roland already called in every favor he had and still couldn't find anything.

Roland's scroll buzzed, he picks it up and answered.

"Hello?"

"Ugh finally!"

"Who's this?"

"Dad it's Jaune!"

"What?" Roland almost jumped out of his chair. "Jaune! Where have you been?" Roland checked the caller ID. "Why aren't you calling with your scroll?"

"I'm on a boat from Menagerie, it's heading to the city of Mistral and my scroll kinda broke a while back."

"Menagerie...?"

"Dad looks the White Fang are planning something for Mistral and I have a small army coming with me from Menagerie. We're heading to the city of Mistral there now to try and stop them and I need you to get the council to let us into the kingdom."

"What...?" Roland was taken back by it. "Jaune... let me get this straight you want me to ask the council to allow an army of Faunus into the Kingdom to fight a group of Faunus terrorists?"

Jaune had been gone for months and now he was just showing up out of the blue from Menagerie of all places looking to get an army form there into Mistral to do battle the White Fang. They have been rowdy lately but that was mostly with street gangs and each other.

"We need to get into Mistral," Jaune begged. "We know the White Fang is planning something, we don't know what but we have a good idea on who's leading them. Sienna is there, she's already fighting them. Dad, please."

Roland sighed. "Who's in charge of this army your bringing?"

There was a brief moment of the scroll being passed on and another, much older voice, took over.

"Hello, I am Ghira Belladonna chieftain of Menagerie."

"Weren't you the previous leader of the White Fang?" Roland asked. "Back when they were protestors?"

"Yes, I was."

"Now you're leading an army out to fight them for one of the previous kingdoms that historically don't like your people."

"Indeed I am."

"Sounds like the set up for a joke." Roland thought.

"Okay, so tell exactly what's going on and what you want me to do."

Weiss climbed into the cockpit with Sun close behind, there was a harpoon wedged into the cockpit floor. The shattered window curving on to the left of the cockpit appeared to be the entry point.

"What's going on!?" Weiss cried out to Winter.

"Sky pirates!"

"Sky what?!"

"Pirates with airships, now use your fire dust and melt the line!" The older Schnee ordered.

Weiss rushed over to the steel line and burned it off, outside was what looked like five Mistral style airships but with armor on the hull, the sails removed with a large harpoon gun in its place and propellers replaced with four Bullhead engines.

There was a blast and the cargo ship to their rear lost its engine and went down with one of the pirate vessels chased after it.

"We just lost Condor-two, they've got major firepower!" The pilot cried.

"What do we have, nothing? Active the guns and fire back!" Winter ordered and the pilot pressed a few buttons and the turrets on their airship whirled to life as well as their remaining ships in the convoy.

The combined shots forced the pirate vessels back until they answered it with a barrage of rockets destroying another of their airships.

"Damn it!" Winter cried sending a glyph out to summon a large Nevermore which imminently sent one of the pirate crafts spiraling out of control.

A thud rammed into the rear of their ship. "We're hooked!"

"Why are they firing harpoons?" Weiss cried.

"They want some of the cargo intact kid!" The pilot replied. "Probably aimed for one of the engines like they did with Condor-two!" Their ship slowed as it was dragged back and another thud connected to the rear. "Someone's gotta cut those lines if we take out those ships before the wrecks could drag us down or cause damage!"

"I'm on it!" Weiss jumped back into the cargo hold and opened the rear doors, one of the harpoons was dangerously close to the left engine, almost enough to damage it.

The lines were too far from Weiss for her to properly cut but the crafts flew just behind them and they were carrying crates of volatile dust. Weiss released the straps holding one of the crates and rushed over to the intercom.

"Fly the ship higher!"

"What?"

"Fly it higher, I have an idea!"

There was a moment of silence and Weiss worried he wasn't going to do anything, thankfully the ship began climbing and quickly. Weiss moved quickly and shoved the crate out off the ramp. It fell in a downwards arc that just barely went between the two hostile airships. Weiss was quick to summon a group of glyphs and sent fireballs at the Crate, most missed their marks but one connected with the crate. A beautiful yet deadly blast shattered the frontal hulls of both crafts. The right harpoon gun came loose, the left gun, however, stayed fixed onto the deck of the craft and Weiss heard the horrible screeching of metal tearing as the harpoon tore through the engine.

"Crap we lost one of our engines!"

Sun paled at their pilot's words, he wasn't an expert on airships but he was sure you needed engines to remain flying.

"Boy in your seat now!" The elder Schnee cried out and rushed over to the hatch in time to pull Weiss out. "Everyone strap in!" She ordered.

Sun wasn't arguing and rushed over to buckle himself in as Winter dragged her sister over to do the same. Weiss, however, had a different idea and pulled away the moment Winter let her go. Winter cried after her as Weiss rushed to the front and held Myrtenaster out in front of her and began summoning black glyphs in front of their plummeting ship. Sun jumped put of his seat and rushed over to help Winter pull Weiss back, both of them grabbed Weiss and the glyphs flickered and died.

"Stop!" Weiss cried. "I can slow use down stop!"

Winter pulled the rapier away and threw it to the floor. "Weiss get into your seat!"

Sun joined Winter grabbing the other arm and pulled Weiss back. Before either of them could take Weiss back to the seats the piolet screamed for them to brace and the ship crashed into the ground throwing the three out of the front window.

Qrow took a swung of his flask.

They were all dead.

One or two he'd get but all of them dead? The Hunters bounty board was full of missions terminated, with four to a month since the Huntsman or Huntress left on the mission. Terminated was just a way to say killed in action without stating it. Leo had set up all these missions and Qrow knew why. With the sudden loss of current and future Hunters with a sudden spike in Grimm Leo needed to move fast with limited resources, the rest of the council holding onto their Hunters he needed to hire locally. But the spike and losses made missions more dangerous and with fewer being able to go on the deadly missions. The pay was good and the people were cocky and Leo was probably panicking, reacting fast and leading to slopy leveled missions. Qrow didn't blame him honestly, with everything going on properly scaling the missions was the last thing on his mind.

"I wish Osma was here," Qrow muttered, leaning into the wooden bench. "He'd probably say something cliche but helpful." The flask was emptied down his throat and he stood.

He'd needed to tell Oz.

Weiss woke with a pained groan as her aura repaired the damage, looking around they had apparently landed in a small clearing of the Anima forest. Her widened to see Winter laying several feet ahead of her unmoving and Sun... well bones were meant to stay inside a person's body. His aura flared around the injury but couldn't fix it without the bone being reset. Winter was closer so Weiss quickly checked her pulse and fortunately found it. Onto Sun she found his shin had clearly broken and was the bone jutting out but without and actual medical professional she dare not try anything.

"This was supposed to be an easy trip." Weiss thought.

Engines hummed through the air as an airship came landing near their crash. Weiss looked for Myrtenaster but couldn't find it anywhere and instead tried adopting the "fake being dead" approach. The airship's engines hummed until they turned off and the doors of the craft opened to reveal a man in a dusty outfit and in a... White fang uniform?

"We're taking the dust, that was the deal." the pirate said.

The White Fang trooper stopped and look towards his companion. "I haven't forgotten our deal human, we give you intel and the firepower to take on an Atlan air convoy and we get to keep any Atlan armor on board."

"And we get everything else, just wanted to make sure we're clear." His companions cleared off the ship just as Sun woke up.

Weiss wanted to stop him as he tried to move and his hand instinctively shot to his leg and a scream tore from his mouth. Weiss couldn't blame him but the sky pirates and the Fang member immediately looked over and marched over to them. The first thing the pirate did was flip Sun on his front, aggravating his leg.

"Shut him up." The man order with one of his companions delivering a rifle butt to the back of Sun's head silencing him.

The White Fang member made a beeline to Weiss who shut her eyes, but she clearly saw she was awake because she hoisted Weiss up by the collar.

"Well, well what do I have here?" She said with venom. "The guys in Atlas said a shipment of some kinda was planning to cut through dangerous territory but nothing about you being on it." Her eye shifted to Winter and grin somehow got wider.

"Hey, you said we'd get anything that wasn't armor." The pirate said greedily.

"Talk to my superiors we'd gladly pay for her."

"Your gonna pay more than the Schnee's will?" He asks as his companions made a show of readying their weapons.

"I think we'll do whatever it takes to-"

A shot rang out from the tree line behind Weiss and the Fang trooper dropped her as a shot connected with the grunt's mask. The next few seconds were encompassed by chaos as the pirates tried to figure out just where in the forest the shooting come from. More were dropped as they tried to run but as they too were killed quickly. Weiss looked behind her and into the tree line as a few figures came out rifles rased. They carefully moved over to where Weiss was laying. Weiss stayed to the ground hoping they were here to help. Her hopes were dashed as two men stopped just feet away and looked down at her greedily.

"What do ya think Vernal?" One of them asked.

The Vernal walked closer and smiled. "I think we just hit the jackpot."

The last thing Weiss saw was the girl's boot coming down.

"Is Ozpin asleep?" Oscar throught as he laid in bed.

Always when it was time for bed Ozpin would go quiet after a while, although it was unclear if he was or even could fall asleep without Oscar.

"Does he even need sleep?" He wondered.

Oscar didn't know what to think about that, in fact, he didn't know what to think about a lot of things nowadays.

"Who is Osma? Is he a past Ozpin? Why is Qrow there with him? Is that Salem the same Salem I'm supposed to deal with? Is that the two thousand years ago? What about that fourth person Jaune?"

Oscar kinda wanted Qrow to get drunk if he was gonna start talking about it. But getting drunk makes it hard to speak, didn't it? There was this Jaune person he could ask that is if he ever found them. He wanted an answer to anything but it didn't seem like Ozpin would be any help either because of how confused he was about the whole thing.

"Maybe the memories," Oscar whispered. "They're kind of mind now, maybe I can look back on them." Ozpin's or maybe it was Osma's were getting more and more clear.

Oscar closed his eyes and dug deep into his, or their, head trying to recall anything about the past.

"Qrow... Jaune... Salem..."