Mad Max: Road to Salvation: Volume 3
Episode 3: The Next Lap
[Echoclonet: Your welcome. :) ]
[Wombag1786: I agree, and I think I'll work it into an episode. I don't know really about Jaune going that far into his inner war boy.]
[Dragonbluejay1: Thank you, I'm trying my best to be funny with what I have. As for Anya using her powers, well... I will try to put it into one of ht e next episodes.]
It had been around the middle of the night when she woke from her sleep to settle some late-night personal issues. The wife of Max had briefly looked at herself in the mirror and then slowly checked a small tab, its small discarded box laid in the small trashcan. The tab's edge turned pink and Glynda's heart nearly stopped, she didn't know whether or not to smile with joy or worry herself over whether or not she was ready. Just as she threw the tab in the trashcan and walked out of the bathroom, her scroll began to buzz rapidly. A bad feeling welled up in her gut as she went to grab the device, and with a sigh of frustration, Glynda picked up the call.
"Glynda, it's Mari." The foxy faunus teacher said in a cautious tone.
"It's the middle of the night, this had better be important." Glynda replied with a moody snarl.
"Well…." Mari trailed off.
-BEACON INFIRMARY: THE NEXT DAY-
To say Glynda was worried about her husband would be an understatement, when he came back to the school in the state that he did, her worrying swiftly turned to furious anger. She stomped through the hallways of the school with a burning fury in her jade green eyes and riding crop ready for punishment. Students who were still hanging around the academy during the break were avoiding her as if she was an angry ursa with toothache. When she arrived at the infirmary room's door, the angry matriarch of Max's family used her semblance and violently flung the door open, causing it to slam against the wall.
Doctor Grey looked her way and sweated nervously as the head mistress looked her in the eyes. "Oh h-hi Glynda!"
"Emily, where is he?" She hissed to the good doctor.
"Bed at the end of the row, don't kill me, I fixed him!" Doctor Grey babbled in fear and braced herself as if Glynda was going to strike her.
The angry woman said nothing and walked over to Max and then stared him down. Her husband simply responded to her soul piercing glare with a stoically blank stare of his own. She placed a finger on the rail of the bed and began to slowly tap her manicured nail against it. The road warrior simply continued to stare at her, blinking occasionally. Doctor Grey attempted to step out but accidentally dropped a pen on the floor. The physician of Beacon academy froze as she felt the wrathful eyes of Glynda upon her. Slowly the doctor turned her head to face the angry wife and her knees wobbled under the oppressive aura radiating from her female friend/colleague.
"Doctor." Glynda said in an eerily calm tone.
"Yes, missus Rockatansky?" Emily said nervously, sweat dripping from her forehead.
"Get Mari, now." Glynda ordered to the doctor.
"Sure thing, Glynda! I'll be back in a jiffy!" Emily said with a terrified grin as she took her leave from the infirmary like a bat flying straight out of the burning pits of hell itself. She shut the door behind her and shivered as she heard Glynda's voice begin to rise.
"YOU IDIOT!" Glynda screeched at her husband. The furious screech was accompanied by a loud slapping noise and a grunt of agonizing pain.
The good doctor winced at the sounds of fury that originated from the extremely infuriated Glynda. She couldn't help but briefly listen to her colleague breaking into a long rant at her husband for his incompetence. Emily shook her head and began running to find Mari, she had no desire whatsoever to have her pretty little head bitten off by a moody Glynda. Speeding down the halls, Emily ran as fast as her feet would carry her until she was sure Glynda was very far out of earshot. She couldn't help feeling pity for the man the head disciplinarian had married, but there was nothing she could for him. The doctor slid down to the floor and began huffing and puffing rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.
At that moment a familiar blue figure strolled around the corner humming a happy tune to himself. He didn't notice the doctor's outstretched foot though, and swiftly tumbled to the floor.
"Ow." The big blue dummy said as he began to stand up.
"Oh, I'm sorry Caboose!" The doctor apologized to the big boy in blue armor.
"That's ok pretty doctor lady!" Caboose said with his sunny disposition.
"You know, I forget how easy going you are." The doctor chuckled to the happy go lucky blue trooper. "I know it sounds silly but, are you alright?"
"Yeah, the floor broke my fall, so I'm okay." Caboose said cheerfully. Trailing right behind the friendly blue giant were the school's favorite two mischievous little residents.
"Tag! You're it, mister Caboose!" Anya said happily she slapped a hand to the blue soldier's armor.
"Aw, you didn't count to 3!" Caboose groaned.
"I counted to twenty, honest!" The little faunus girl crossed her heart.
"I guess that's okay, …because I forgot how high twenty is anyway." The big blue idiot replied.
"Now it's your turn mister Caboose!" Daniel shouted as he grabbed Anya's hand and the two little kids ran down the hallway, laughing happily. Caboose then chased after the two little tykes with all due haste. Doctor Grey just sweated nervously as the three of them disappeared into the labyrinth of the school's hallways. She then sighed and smiled as she began walking away to find the Foxy faunus she knew as her friend. The doctor hadn't seen a certain dark-haired girl with Amber eyes walking the halls nearby, a sadistic smile on her face.
-MEANWHILE-
The foxy instructor was battling the ex-freelancer in her classroom. Some of the students had gathered to watch them duke it out against each other. The agent turned gunslinger fired a burst from his battle rifle and dodged a retaliating shot from Mari's twin magnum pistols. He leapt to his right and pulled knife from his back sheath and moved in close to battle the foxy teacher. She countered by swapping her pistols to night stick mode and blocked a swipe from Wash's serrated combat knife. Mari then whacked at Wash's arm to try and disarm him, only to fail as he clashed with her and blocked the other nightstick with his arm.
The agent the levied a door kick to her gut and broke off CQB. He swapped back to his battle rifle and fired two more bursts at Mari, making her aura decrease. Mari dodged a third burst from the long gun and swapped back to her magnum pistols. She fired at Wash as he emptied the magazine at her, forcing him to switch to his side arm. The two of them then began a fast-paced pistol duel as they dodged and traded shots at each other. Wash was lucky enough for the training bullet to simply graze him. Though the rubber bullet was still very painful, as it made Wash grunt in pain and want to scream in his helmet.
Wash powered through his pain and then wade a hail mary throw at Mari with his combat knife. He was lucky enough for the knife to swipe her across the chest and make her aura take a powerful hit. Mari gritted her teeth in pain and rushed Washington in order to end the fight quickly since Wash seemed to prove that he could keep his efforts up as long as necessary. The agent realized what was about to happen barely sidestepped the foxy lady's incoming knee strike. He countered her attack with a well-timed roundhouse punch to back of her head. The foxy faunus tumbled along the floor for a few feet and slid to a halt on her face.
Mari got back up to her feet and took up a karate stance, her eyes focused on Wash's visor. The both of them stood at the ready, watching carefully for each other to make a move. Wash twitched his hands in anticipation for action and Mari cracked her neck in a show of toughness. Almost simultaneously, the two gunfighters moved their hands to their pistol in a blur of speed. Wash brought his modified M6 gunfighter pistol up just in time to fire a shot and disarm Mari. She hissed as the pistol flew from her hand and spun in the air before landing on the arena floor. She drew her other pistol and managed to get a shot off at Wash, the freelancer grunted again as he took a round to his arm.
The freelancer ran at her and tried to finish the up close and personal, he just needed a bit more effort and Mari would be beat. Now on the defensive, Mari swiftly evaded a series of quick jabs from Wash and countered one of his punches. The agent winced as Mari grinned and twirled her arm around his own. The next thing Wash knew, he was on the ground with a heeled boot on his throat. The foxy faunus snorted smugly in triumph as her opponent tried in vain to force her off of him. Wash then tapped her shin and Mari took the gas of the pedal, releasing the ex-agent.
"Looks like I win agent Wash." Mari grinned at her armored colleague.
"It was only a sparring match, nothing to brag about." Wash dusted himself off as he stood up from the floor of the arena. He then stretched a bit to relax himself and chill out from the sparring battle he'd had with Mari.
"Which is your way of saying yes, I kicked your ass." The Foxy faunus said as she crossed her arms over her bust.
"No, it's not. But it is good to see you feeling confident after last night." Wash shook his head and retrieved his knife.
"Oh, please don't remind me." Mari winced at the memory of her monumental failure.
"I'm not the one who let a criminal slip through their fingers like an amateur." Wash retorted to the woman's earlier smugness.
"You really tell it like it is, don't you?" Mari deadpanned to the elite former soldier.
"Better to know and accept the truth than living with the alternative. Trust me when I say that I'm speaking from experience." Wash said coolly.
"What's the alternative oh wise one?" Mari raised an eyebrow at her work friend.
"I don't know, guilt and misery? I was trying to be supportive, and inspiring." Washington shrugged.
"Well you suck at it, big time." Mari replied sourly.
"Hey, I'm just trying to help out. If I recall correctly, you were the one who asked to spar in the first place. Don't you remember?"
"*sigh*I know." Mari sighed. She then bit her lip anxiously at the prospect of Glynda's upcoming fury. "I have a bad feeling Glynda is going to rip me apart."
"She's probably doing worse to Max. So next time if you're in same room, and Glynda isn't breathing down your neck, I'd thank him for taking the worst of it. God knows I would." Wash said as he sat down on the edge of the arena floor. He then looked at the students from various schools, who turned their attention away from the faculty members and began typing away on their scrolls. For a brief moment the room was filled an eerie silence, like a calm before a massive storm.
At that moment doctor grey walked into the classroom and signaled to her coworker. "Uh, Mari? Glynda wants to see you. I have to warn you as your friend, she's really, really mad."
"Good luck." Wash said coolly.
"Easy for you to say. You aren't the one Glynda's going to scream at." Mari slumped her shoulders as she followed the doctor to what she felt was certain doom. Wash shook his head at them as they left the training room and began cursing in his helmet repeatedly and dancing in pain, much to the amusement of the students who'd watched the fight.
-MEANWHILE: WITH FELIX THE MERC-
Felix had been the less than fortunate middle man lately between Salem and Cinder, and he absolutely hated it. The merc with a mouth knew if he tried to strangle the girl, she'd barbecue him and then roast his nuts over an open fire. Another thing that sucked for him was that his pal Roman had been thrown in the slammer aboard an atlas airship, although it was part of Cindy's little plan. He hated it nonetheless since it left him with no one to hang around with except for Roman's psycho little sidekick Neo.
But he had to admit, even though she didn't talk much or at all really, the little girl wasn't really a pain in the neck for him like the three teens who he and Roman hated so much. If anything, she was growing on the merc with a mouth in a way, after all they both liked money and causing trouble. In fact, it sort of made him feel fuzzy inside, to have something akin to a feisty little sister to look after while Torchwick was locked up. But there were the times when she had to be at Beacon to keep up appearances, but hanging out with the ice cream themed killer whenever he could, that was definitely a bright spot in his misery. The mercenary spotted the little killer in the usual ice cream shop and made his way into a nearby public restroom to change. Minutes later the orange striped psycho had changed into his suit and tie and made his way inside. The little youngster waved to him and he casually sat down at her booth.
"I got you orange sherbet." Neo typed on her scroll.
"And you got yourself." Felix chuckled to her. That made Neo tilt her head and raise an eyebrow.
The deadpan look she gave him practically screamed 'Really?'.
"Really, really, kiddo." Felix snorted and took a spoonful of sherbet from the cup in front of him.
"That's a bad joke even for you." Neo typed and shook her head.
"IF you want to hear a bad joke then you'll love this: What do you get when you throw hot Cinders into a glass of Emerald wine? A Mercury shake."
"That one was a million times worse, it didn't even make sense." Neo typed on her scroll's screen and took a bite out of her ice cream.
"Eh? Still it's a funny burn at least, right?" Felix shrugged with a grin.
"Roman would definitely love to hear you insulting them any time. I know I do." Neo replied to her psychotic cohort.
"And that's part of why you and I get along so well kiddo." Felix grinned as he began eating more ice cream and trading jokes with Neo for the next few hours until the two of them had to return to their respective duties. With a friendly fist bump, the two criminals left the shop and went their separate ways.
-END CHAPTER-