Dear Lord, I have been neglecting this story for far too long. I am very sorry for taking so long to get back to this story. My little plan to finish one of my other stories quickly sorta took a longer time than I originally expected. But, as you can imagine, that story is now completed and I can now focus my attention back onto this story and Blind Huntsman just as I originally planned before. Now, I must ask you all for some forgiveness for this chapter because it has been a long time since I wrote and tried to be funny. Trying to be funny and just letting it come to me are two different things sadly, at least for me, anyway.

Beta: CrowSkull

Detective Grimm

Chapter 29

Ozpin sat at his desk as he always would. Well, 'always' seemed to be a subjective memory of the past now. Since in the past he didn't have two brother Gods with nigh-omnipotent power arguing about teenage girls in front of him. But alas, here he was. Not knowing what to do, cursing them in his mind for what they did to him and his wife in the past, and also wishing beyond wishes that they don't somehow lose their temper to the point where they would take it out on the planet again like they had done years prior. It was a conundrum, one could say. And Glynda was hardly any help. Before she was head over heels for the God of Dark- Diam Grimm (He was still getting used to that), and now she was hiding behind his chair crouched behind him like some kind of whipped puppy. She even had the eyes of one, which was strange coming from her since she was one of the very small amounts of things that still scared him up to this day.

"I am just saying, brother, that it is simply not as big of a deal as you are making it out to be!" Diam explained.

"The silver-eyed girl was under the influence of some very unintelligible plant life last night, brother."

"It's called weed, brother." Diam snorted. "You don't need to keep speaking with such strong words, the language we are speaking is flexible and I guarantee you no one speaks it like you do. Well, at least you are sounding your chosen race."

"That is beside the point, don't change the subject with me." Liam barked. "Where in your 'vacation' was getting teenage children high on drugs? Ozma, surely that is looked down on and is a punishable offense in this establishment."

"Er…" Ozpin pulled at his collar nervously. "Well… this is a school meant to train young men and women to become huntsmen and huntresses - The protectors of humanity. It can be a high-stress life even at the best of times with all the studying, training, and stress that comes with the learning of the profession and-"

"To the point, Ozma." Diam yawned loudly and rudely. "Every second you speak is another second you drag it on. It's annoying."

"Of course, my lord." Ozpin begrudgingly continued. "What I am trying to say is that the possession and use of plant-based hallucinogens are preferable to a different kind of stress relief that may or may not lead to a birth in the Beacon infirmary."

"Ah, so what you are trying to say is that you're afraid they'll-"

"Fuck each other and get pregnant, yes." Ozpin sighed. Such crude language usually never escaped the concepts of his mind, but in this case with the God of Darkness, there was no point in even trying to filter himself.

"You see brother? Isn't the little abomination getting high a more preferable thought than her with seed in her womb?"

"I never want to hear you say the latter part of that sentence again." Liam stifled a gagging sound. "Ever. Anyway, what is it that you requested our presence for Ozma?"

"He called us here?" Diam asked, picking his ear as he glanced toward the white-haired headmaster and his blonde deputy, who was desperately trying to look anywhere but at him. She tried for the brother, but once she realized who he was as well opted to look away and toward the window to the side. Diam watched with an amused grin on his face. Glynda certainly showed just what kind of friend she was after she found out about his nature last night. He morbidly wondered how she was able to sleep it off last night. "Heh, my memory must be starting to fail me. Tell me, what is it you desire from us?"

"Death," Ozpin said automatically, then slapped a hand over his mouth and glared at the God of Darkness. After shaking the odd feeling in his mind away, the immortal spoke again. "As I am sure you are aware of," He went on, ignoring his earlier forced slip-up. "Specialist Winter Schnee found an oddity at the CCT last night during your impromptu starting of the school dance. Which by the way, has caused Beacon an unprecedented amount of damage to its finances."

Diam rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers. Cutting Ozpin off and making Glynda jump away in fear as a briefcase appeared out of nowhere on top of Ozpin's desk. It landed in such a way that it opened up and showed off the millions of lien stacked up within the case. Ozpin looked at the cash with shock in his eyes before looking back to the God of Darkness, astonished and in awe of the uncharacteristic act of charity.

"What is…" Ozpin tried to ask, but the words failed him.

"Compensation," Diam said as he stuck that hand back in his pocket. "That should keep this school afloat for the rest of the semester, shouldn't it?"

Ozpin chuckled and refrained to point out that this kind of money would do Beacon a service for far longer than just the rest of the semester. An act of charity from the God of Darkness was not one to go wasted. "Yes, it should. Thank you."

Diam waved to him dismissively. "Whatever, continue what you were saying before."

"Of course," Now in a better mood and admittedly much more comfortable, Ozpin did as he was told. "Winter has found that something has been implanted in the servers of the CCT. I have told James about it and he has promised that once he arrives he will make sure to have his best teams of IT engineers take a look at it and attempt to root it out. However, there is one other thing that we are suspicious of. You see, Winter has done some digging overnight and found out something more. Diam, tell me, have you been in contact with Roman Torchwick as of late?"

"Not for a few days, no," Diam said with a shrug. "I spoke to his accomplice, apprentice, girlfriend, daughter, or whatever last night though."

"Hm. Interesting. Glynda, can you-"

"No."

"Alright," Ozpin didn't want to know what that was about just yet. He had to guess that it was because of the two brothers before them being literal Gods, but there had to be something that went beyond that. He mentally noted that he would have to try and talk to her about it later. "Well, I won't mince words or attempt to brief you as I would my agents. We believe that there may be terroristic activities going on in Mountain Glenn. Are either of you familiar with the tragedy?"

"I do," The God of Light confirmed.

"Ah, is that the city that you fools tried to expand with?" Diam laughed. "I read about it online. Really, what were you thinking attempting to expand like that? You should have known something was bound to go wrong. All those deaths could have been avoided so easily."

"Quite…" Ozpin swallowed down his spark of anger and continued. "What I am asking is if the two of you can use our powers to investigate what is going on over there. I understand that you're a detective and your brother here is a professor at this very school. I am sure that there-"

"No," Liam cut off the headmaster, his silver eyes and hair glowing as his endless magic boiled. "I will not be your errand boy, Ozma. My brother may be stooping down to that level for the sake of his own entertainment, but I am not him. Do not rely on me. Remember that I am only here for as long as my brother is. No sooner and certainly no longer."

"I-I understand." Ozpin hung his head in submission as the all too familiar sensation of fear washed over his emotions. "I apologize for suggesting such a thing."

Diam whistled an impressed tune as his brother allowed his magic to subside and fade. He wouldn't ever admit it, but he was impressed by his brother's action of putting his foot down. Usually he was the one who had to do the disciplining. Now he was sure that while his brother was taking on new experiences that came with being a human mortal on Remnant, he still held himself in high regard. So proud. If it was being directed toward him, he might have been annoyed by his brother's outburst.

"You are forgiven," Liam said as he turned around, whipping his dark gold trench coat as he made his way to the elevator. "A word of advice, my brother is the one playing the detective role. Him and his partner, the Schnee. They are the ones you want to rely on. I am simply an observer with my own agenda in this world."

"Understood, God of Light."

"Good. Brother, I think you can handle the rest from here."

"Sure, why not?" Diam chuckled. "It's not like I have anything better to do. Mountain Glenn right? Hm, I wondered where Roman was going, it says here that my scrolls range is too insufficient to reach him at the moment and I could have sworn he was in Vale just a few days ago."

"As you say," Liam waved goodbye as he descended down the elevator.

"Well then," Diam smugly smirked at Ozpin. "It's been quite some time since I saw my brother like that. You have quite a way with Gods, Ozma."

"I did not mean to offend…"

"Oh, I know. Don't worry, he's the understanding type as you know." He winked, knowing just how screwed over Ozma was many centuries ago. "I'll go see what is happening in that ruined city after I go collect my partner. I'll reward you with that much in spite of my brother's outburst."

Ozpin nodded his head gratefully.

"And Glynda," Diam looked to the blonde professor, who has been nearly completely silent the entire time that he's been there. "I do hope that you are still open for our meetings. I feel like we have something to discuss…"

"I-I…"

"Good!" Diam snapped his fingers. The familiar black and purple wave of energy began to wash over his body. "See you soon, Glynda~." He disappeared in a flash, tiny particles of bright purple faded where he once stood.

Ozpin looked to the woman with a pitying expression as she looked down, eyes shaking and a light sheen of nervous sweat over her face. She looked back at him and sneered, silently asking him why he never thought to tell her such an important truth. All Ozpin could do was shake his head, as if using the example that was provided for him just before as his answer. If he went and told anyone about the true nature of either brothers, then their wrath may be wrought upon him and the world. He couldn't risk that, and the worst thing about it was that Glynda was a smart woman and understood that, yet she still couldn't help but be angry.

Her entire world was flipped upside down on its head after all. Gods were real. She knew the tale, but she never thought that she'd actually meet them firsthand. Much less expect them to be anything like Diam or Liam.

Ozpin looked back to his monitor and typed away at the keyboard with shaky hands. He was counting the days until a potential apocalypse. Any second of any day or night, they could literally destroy the world with a snap of their fingers.

Such power… no being should have that much power. Much less those two fallible beings. There was omnipotent evil and omnipotent good, the icon of destruction and the icon of creation, which would snap first? Was the only question on his mind.

Liam knocked on the door to the room of one Team RWBY. After his little outburst, he needed some winding down and with nothing else going on in the school at the moment he found himself with nothing better to do than steal his apprentice for some more training. Frustratingly enough, no one came to answer the door for him, and he was being polite this time. No teleporting into the room anymore! She said. It gets really awkward when you suddenly appear out of nowhere! She wailed. Bah, if he was his brother he wouldn't have cared, but he knew that mortal girls, especially teenage ones, were very sensitive about their bodies and appearance for some reason.

That was one thing he never could understand about the female side of his creations. They were meant to be pure, innocent, yet strong and firm. Though the modern women of these times weren't so… innocent, most of the time. Perhaps that was what attracted him to the young silver eyed girl. There were so few left in the world and most of them don't even know of the gift he has bestowed among them. Ruby was the embodiment of purity, and one of the mortals he would admit he was more fond of than others… less pure ones.

He would blame his brother for that one. Silly little spiteful brat, always finding ways to frustrate him at any given turn be it intentionally or no.

After waiting a few moments he knocked on the door again, when he received no response a second time, he knocked a third time and announced his presence and business. Asking for the budding rose as he always did. This time, he received a bump and a slam that sounded like a body hitting the floor. Curious, Liam huffed and crossed his arms, choosing to wait and see what happens next, literally. His eyes shined and in a small flash, he willed himself the power to see through walls. If he saw anything less than innocent he swore to look away, but thankfully no such guilt was witnessed.

That was until he saw Weiss, the girl that his brother has taken under his wing, staring out the window. Or rather, a window that was painted onto the wall in very cheap and still wet white paint. If that was enough to make him uncomfortable, he physically winced as he saw the other two girls, Yang and Blake, entangled together on the floor and not in the way he knew some men would have enjoyed a voyeur over. The girls were quite asleep, and were wearing many layers of clothing over their bodies and were huddled together as if yearning for even more warmth. Surely, it wasn't that bad, was it?

What did Diam spike that punch with again? Something called LSD? But what he promised was his own personal brew that was twice as strong as a hallucinogenic but not nearly as fatal. Well, the chance was small, but that didn't mean it was zero. Anywho, the girls were high off their asses and were clearly still being affected by it. At least Ruby didn't seem nearly as afflicted as the rest of them. She was lying on her bed in a tight ball asleep. Sure, she might have indulged in some of Diam's special chemical, but clearly not nearly as much as the other three.

"Ahem," Liam coughed into his fist as he placed his hand on the door. Doing his best to look casual and totally not like he was about to cast a spell. "Let me fix this...

Sanitatem Mentis!" He chanted in a whisper. The door before him flashed gold, and the affliction that the girls were all under faded away in an instant. Taking his glowing hand back and sticking it in his pocket, he knocked on the door a third time.

This time, he received a response.

"Coming!" He heard Ruby exclaim as she hopped out of bed, suddenly much more energized than she was before. Upon opening the door and seeing him her eyes widened with joy. An emotion that Liam wasn't all that familiar of, but made him smile back in any case. "Hey, Liam! How's it going?"

"Quite alright," Liam nodded in agreement with himself. "For the most part at least. How was the dance last night? I am sure you all enjoyed my brothers little experiment."

"Hehe…" Ruby nervously scratched her temple. "Yeah… it was definitely a lot of fun. Strangely enough, I feel like something is missing."

"Fun has always been a blessing for a time and a distant memory even in the most recent of days to follow," Liam said whimsically, dodging the entire implied question. "Are you prepared for some training? Today won't be physical, don't worry." He added when he saw Ruby's face scrunch up ever so slightly. "Just a lesson, but it will be considered training for your mind."

"Hm. Okay!" Ruby agreed easily. "Let me just clean myself up and get dressed and tell my teammates."

"Go right ahead."

"Hey, guys! I'm going to go train with my new teacher!"

"Mhmphaca…" Yang replied, still half asleep.

"Okay," Weiss added. Now laying down in her bed and staring up at Ruby's bunk.

Blake didn't say anything, she was still asleep.

"Alright, permission has been granted. Hm, I wonder why they're so tired still." Ruby wondered out loud.

"Yes," Liam pulled at his collar and stifled a cough. "I wonder why as well…"

"Hm, alright, just wait a minute and I'll be right back Professor! Or should I call you Mentor? Liam? Teacher…? Mister-"

"Liam is fine," The God said with a snigger. He would have been fine with Mentor and Mister Grimm as well, but he didn't want to share the same name as his brother would. Mister Grimm was his brother's trademark sadly, as was Mentor because of that Weiss girl. "Or Professor Grimm. Either is fine." He added as an afterthought.

"Liam it is!" Right, Ruby was fifteen. Of course, she would choose the more casual and familiar option.

He crossed his arms and waited patiently for Ruby to get ready, then when she returned, he walked her to their predetermined training area, which just so happened to be Bart's classroom since classes were canceled for that day because of certain actions by his brother.

Mercury bowed down to Neo, who rewarded him by stroking his face with her big toe.

Emerald was too busy throwing up in the bathroom because of the utter disgust she felt bellowing up from within her stomach. "I can still taste it," She cried as the stinging sensation of acid continued to burn the inside of her mouth and throat. "Oh God, that was so much worse than I thought it was going to be. I am never going to do that again."

"It wasn't that bad," Mercury said unhelpfully. "I would have loved it if she stuck her toe in my mouth like she did to you. The taste… what was it like?" As an apology, Neo patted Mercury on the head and poked her big toe into his cheek. He then nuzzled into the crook of her foot with what sounded very disturbingly like a purr. Emerald for once took her face out of the toilet bowl, looked to her left, and felt more stomach acid rise up from her stomach when she saw Mercury sitting in front of Neo on the floor on his belly with his legs in the kicking happily in the air as Neo rubbed her feet against his face.

Are Neo and Mercury a thing now? Emerald thought as she emptied the contents of her stomach, acid and all. It was confusing, she thought Roman and Neo had something going on! She could swear that the two of them have never even really talked until like two weeks ago, and that's maybe if her memory was correct! Was Neo just waiting to find the right person who would let her rub her feet on their face? Was that even a fetish with a name? Also, when the fuck did Mercury manifest any kind of fetish when he was locked away in his own house for eighteen years until Cinder and her found him!? What did his father teach him!?

All those thoughts just made it harder and harder for her to take her head out of that toilet bowl. She threw up more than any normal one hundred and forty-pound girl had any right to let out of her body.

"Uh oh, hold on a second honey," Mercury said as he sat up and sadly away from the comforting feeling of Neo's ever soft, firm, and graceful toenails. "Cinder is calling us again. Think it's about that God guy or whatever?"

Neo shrugged her shoulders helplessly.

"Do not answer that call without me!" Emerald screamed from the bathroom, suddenly a lot more energetic and healthy than before.

"Too late," Mercury laughed as he accepted the call. "What's the password?"

"We created no such password." Cinder replied with narrowed eyes.

"Yeah, it's her," Mercury confirmed when nobody asked. "What's up?"

"Did Neo do what I told her?"

"Uh… lemme ask her. Honey?"

Neo popped into the frame from over Mercury's shoulders, her multi-colored eyes staring curiously into Cinders confused orange eyes.

She chose to ignore that last word.

"Did you do that thing that Cinder asked you to do?"

Neo smiled and nodded her head happily.

"Did you refrain from killing anyone like I asked you too?" Cinder asked.

Neo nodded her head and kept smiling.

"And the virus is in the CCT?"

Neo kept nodding.

"And Diam Grimm did not notice you?"

Neo thought about telling the truth, and then chose to lie and nod her head again.

"Hm." Cinder forced herself to look impressed. "Good work. I will contact you again later- What are you doing?" The third most powerful being that Mercury knew took on a disgusted expression as she looked upon the sight of Neo sitting behind Mercury and flexibly stretching her legs so that her feet rested on his shoulders. The sides of those feet rubbed into his cheeks, something that Cinder leaned away from as if she was in the room witnessing the sight herself.

Mercury hates being touched. Cinder thought as she watched the wretched scene. What is happening here? She did NOT ask out loud.

"Do not do that in front of me." Cinder said right before she hung up the phone and erased that entire memory from her mind.

Then proceeded to erase the memory of her erasing that memory so she didn't have to remember erasing a memory that would cause any sane man or woman to lose such sanity.

In fact, she was going to erase that entire conversation and send a text to Emerald later. Surely she was saner than the other two would ever be.

"D-did she hang up?" Emerald asked as she peeked her head out of the bathroom, having slammed it shut prior to when Mercury answered the scroll call against her wishes.

"Yeah, you're good now," Mercury mumbled, feeling sleepy because of Neo's comforting touch.

"Okay, good," Emerald said as she crawled out of the bathroom on her hands and knees. Pointedly looking in the opposite direction - anywhere other than the sight that is unfortunately burned within her mind. "I'm just going to go over here and… forget that this day ever happened. Wake me up whenever Cinder needs us again. Or more preferably, me. You two can stay here and do nothing."

"We haven't done anything since we got here Em." Mercury pointed out. "And I doubt that we are going to do anything later either."

Emerald sneered at him, but looked away as she realized her mistake. Mercury and Neo were sharing a bed, but not in the hot way. Not in the hot way at all.

He could have that one. It wasn't like he was wrong anyway. Too bad, they'd get their time to shine soon enough, she was sure of it. Cinder wouldn't just forget about them, would she?

Ruby sat cross-legged in a chair as Liam stood before her with a large green mobile chalkboard. Usually, that particular chalkboard was reserved for Doctor Oobleck, but Liam made sure to assure her that he did indeed have permission to use it for this little lesson. Usually, Ruby was driven to boredom by history lessons and the like, she was much more of a practical student than an intellectual one like Weiss. But the knowledge that Liam was bestowing onto her at that time was especially interesting to her. It was the history of the silver-eyed warriors.

"The first silver-eyed warriors from over a thousand years ago are said to have been normal humans before, but were bestowed a fraction of the power of divine light. In other words, the bane of Grimm." Liam said as he traced a part of text next to an expertly drawn picture of a figure of a human being bathed in light.

Ruby thought it was so cool! Not only was Liam awesome with weapons, but he was a really good artist as well! Who would have guessed?

Liam hid a smug smirk as a mere thought in his mind. He knew a thing or two because he's seen a thing or two. Or rather in this case, he was the one who created that thing in the first place. Not that Ruby needed to know that of course, he was fine with her remaining ignorant for the time being. It made him feel the part of a teacher, and she was a good student for how much attention she was overly giving to his teachings.

"Wait, so I can laser beam down Grimm with my eyeballs?" Ruby asked, more excited than she has been for any of his lessons.

"If you choose to word it that way, then I suppose so," Liam said with a nod. She technically wasn't wrong anyway.

"Have you done it before?"

"Hm?"

"You have silver eyes too, don't you?" Ruby asked, to which Liam smirked.

"Ah, you've noticed that have you?" Liam chuckled. It wasn't a surprise that someone was able to notice what the color of his eyes was, but it was a surprise that the first one to actually point it out would be a young teenage girl like Ruby. Honestly, he didn't think she was all that bright in anything other than the art of combat. Now to her question. "Yes, I have indeed used them. Several times in fact." In a manner of speaking of course. The last time he found himself using the power of light against the Grimm was when his brother foolishly sent the creatures after him when Salem came to try and revive her husband. The Grimm wouldn't have done any damage even if he'd let them strike his golden aura, but it would have been a dishonor to let them get any closer.

"Can you show me?!" Ruby gasped, her own set of silver eyes glistening in the light as she beamed up at him.

"Well…" Liam thought about it for a second, then figured his next idea wasn't that big of a deal. "Okay then, take my hand and I shall show you."

"Really!?" Upon seeing his extended hand, Ruby quickly placed her much smaller one in his.

Gold and white flashed before her eyes and when it was over she felt her bum strike the ground. With no chair to stop her and the power of gravity a much too powerful adversary, she took the defeat with a huff and a pout. Only then noticing that the air tasted much more fresh and green. "Where are we?" She asked as she found that they were in a forest. A very green forest. Almost like an emerald gem. Maybe Liam teleported her to Patch?

"We are in the Emerald Forest," Poop. "Where the Grimm are closest to Beacon. Now, the creatures of darkness are most attracted to negative energy. So I must ask you to get depressed."

"Eh?" Ruby blinked up at him. "That… I can't just get depressed on the spot!"

"You can't?" Liam looked genuinely surprised at the idea. "But I feel so many young men and women around the world who carry that emotion wherever they go and expertly hide it under the guise that their life is perfect and that there is nothing wrong with it."

"Not only is that creepily specific and sadly true but someone can't just get depressed in less than a minute!"

"Hm. Can you cry for me then?"

"LIAM!"

"I jest, I jest." Liam chuckled. "Of course I know that I was just teasing you. I know just the way to attract Grimm to our location."

Ruby pouted and crossed her arms, refusing to look up at her teacher.

"Come now little Rose, surely you aren't offended."

"'M not…"

"Good. Now just sit right there please."

Ruby did as she was told and moved her legs so that they were underneath her body. Kneeling down and sitting on her legs, Ruby waited to see what her new mentor was going to do. Strangely enough, it didn't look like he was doing much. He was just standing there, his blonde hair glowing ever so slightly and little else was happening. He was looking over her head though, as if he expected something to happen at any moment, which was only a little strange to her. With a shrug, Ruby continued to do as she was told. She didn't have Crescent Rose and she was sitting down in a forest that was known to be infested by Grimm, but she still felt safe since someone who was just as strong as Mister Grimm if not stronger was standing right before her, ready to defend her at a moments notice-

"GROAR!"

"AH!"

Ruby yelped and dove forward and used her semblance to make herself fly forward just a few feet so that she wouldn't get mauled to death by the Grimm Beowolf that had jumped out of the nearby bushes. She continued to crawl until she was literally at her master's feet and stared over her shoulder with a small degree of fear in her eyes.

Then came the white flash. Her fear was washed away instantly and she felt a comfortable warmth within her body and especially within her head. The white flash continued to explode outward and she looked up to see the silver-white tendrils of light coming out of Liam's eyes. He still had the same expression that he had before, completely calm, and focused. Not bored as some other awesome teachers may have seemed, but that just made it better. So cool, she wanted to be able to do that too!

The flash of white faded just as fast as it came. The Beowolf that had just tried to sneak attack her was now petrified in stone. The statue was in a panicked position as it futilely tried to protect itself from Liam's light. Ruby took the offered hand that was given by Liam and let him help her stand. Then stayed behind as her mentor walked up to the Grimm statue and poked it with his index finger. The petrified Grimm immediately crumbled down into dust and drifted away with the wind.

So cool.

"I can do that!?" Ruby asked, looking down at her own hands in awe.

"Yes," Liam said as he looked over his shoulder at her. "And we aren't going to leave this forest until you do it yourself."

Ruby could have sworn she heard something shatter in the distance. But Liam didn't seem to hear the same thing she did. He just continued to stand there, watching her, and then brought up a hand that was in a standby snapping position. It only occurred to her that he was serious when he snapped those fingers and then teleported away in a flash of gold and white.

Ruby hung her head and sighed, she should have known today wasn't going to be a rest day…

Winter perked up as a sphere of purple and black manifested itself into a space in her room. Thankfully not in that wretched adult club that she was being forced to work at, but rather a private bedroom that was generously offered to her by Beacon's headmaster after the dance. She greeted her partner with a small smile, not even surprised to see her partner once again dressed in his purple tux as he always was before. She started to expect such things from the eccentric man.

"Hello Diam,"

"Specialist," Diam nodded to her in greeting, matching her smile with his usual smirk. "I hear that we have an upcoming mission to a place called Mountain Glenn, know anything about it?"

"Only as much as I told the headmaster to tell you," Winter replied. "We will be leaving sometime this week. General Ironwood wants to meet with us one last time before we go, however, and there is an idea that we can take a certain team of students with us to make it seem like a training mission. I assume you already have one in mind?"

"Your sisters, of course." Diam huffed. "Who else would I bring?"

"Fair enough. They are the only ones who seem to have a head-on their shoulders around here. Well, there is one other, maybe, but I'd rather have my sister in my sights."

"Then it is decided. Why does James want to see me anyway? We're one scroll call away from each other with the range of the CCT in our grasps."

"General Ironwood," Winter made sure to emphasize the man's title. "Will be here later tonight or tomorrow morning. And he is a man who always preferred speaking face to face to his soldiers."

"I am not his soldier, Specialist."

"I wouldn't refer you as one." Winter agreed easily. "Which is why I am honestly surprised why you haven't simply used your semblance to transport yourself to him already."

"Specialist, just because I can teleport wherever I want and whenever I want doesn't mean that I would use it so immaturely." Diam huffed, turned his chin up and crossed his arms. "I can be patient as well, you know."

"Yes," Winter stifled a chuckle. "Patience. Yes, that does make sense."

Diam looked at her suspiciously.

Winter looked more innocent than she ever has before.

Diam narrowed his eyes at her.

"You're mocking me." He claimed.

"I would never," Winter said, feigning a tone to sound offended. "You are my partner, and as such, I hold you in such high respects."

"If I wasn't so proud of you I'd be disappointed." Diam laughed as he moved over to the nearest seat and sat down. "Are you still drunk?" He asked as he sniffed the air, checking to see if he could smell the unmistakable scent of alcohol. Unsurprisingly, he found none. Because of course, a woman such as Winter Schnee would never stoop down to the hobbies of the middle class. Somehow, the thought amused him.

"Perhaps to your disappointment, I am not," Winter said as she took the seat across from him. "But I am in a good mood, I will admit. Things have been going well ever since we started working here in Vale, and it's even better now that Qrow has chosen to bother a different woman."

"Oh yeah, I was wondering what Celeste was doing," Diam thought out loud. "Good for her, I'll make sure to find an update on her later. Well, what do we do in the meantime? I'd offer sleeping together but I wouldn't want to get kicked out so readily."

"Hmph," Winter shook her head. "It is a rare day we have a day off, though I am surprised you would choose to spend it with me. I thought you'd be at the club."

"The thought came to my mind," Diam admitted. "But you were closer, and I won't be here all day. Me and Glynda have something important to discuss after all." At Winter's shifted expression, Diam added, "No, not whatever you're thinking right now." He sighed. "Something actually important."

"Such as? If you don't mind me asking."

"Hm… Glynda found out something about me that caught her off guard. I feel as though she deserves an explanation, or needs some clarifying at least."

"Is it that bad?"

"From a certain perspective, maybe…" An amusing idea came to his mind. "How would you react if I was revealed to actually be a God?"

"Hypothetically," Winter began. "I would be surprised, and shocked, and a mixture of many other feelings I'd imagine. But most of all, I'd most likely have a lot of questions."

"Such as?" Diam egged her on.

"I'd ask what a God is doing here sitting next to a mortal when he should have far more important matters to attend to."

Something about that made Diam feel a very conflicted emotion of anger and disappointment. Really, mortals held God's up in much too high a pedestal. Being a God wasn't as hard as some made it out to be. He was a destroyer and his brother a creator. It was just that easy. He did have some creation abilities, sure, but there was a reason he was the God of Darkness and his brother of the Light. It wasn't like he could blame them, however, they've never seen a God before. Certainly not any as omnipotent as he and Liam.

"Yes," Diam chuckled bitterly. "That does sound like something you'd say." He stood up from his seat. "I'll go get that talk with Glynda out of the way right now in fact, in the meantime, pick a movie or something. I'll be back."

"I plan to go see my sister later." Winter pointed out.

"Great, I did too."

Diam turned his back on the woman and snapped his fingers before hearing her response. He wasn't angry per se, but he was more surprised and admittedly a little disappointed. Maybe angry as well, but not enough for it to cause any problems.

Glynda might be the one to push him over the edge, if her green eyes widening with shock and fear had anything to say.

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