Author's Note: As a reminder, this story will have darker tones as we take a closer look at what the White Fang probably did a lot of... And it's not pretty. but I've seen the games teenagers play and the stories they read. Yeah, this is right up their alley. And no, it's not bad for adults to watch or read the same. Anyone can enjoy things that may not be targeted for them. Heck, I'm trying to figure out what RWBY is rated but it was supposed to be for mostly everyone to watch... Yeeeaaaah...
So that's enough of me trying to defend my story before it goes much further... Here we go!
Night time was just setting in. The city never truly went to sleep, but most of the docks and storage areas did. Businesses were long since closed as it arrived ever closer to midnight.
A group of Faunus gathered around a Faunus with a short brown and light brown tail in an side alley near a large warehouse. On the side of the grey building was a large white snowflake made of thin strokes. The group was made of different Faunus all wearing white masks, reminiscent of the creatures of Grimm. The dog Faunus was leading the group and gave detailed instructions to the others on his squad. His mask covered his entire face, red lines tracing along where his jaw was and swirled vine-like on the outsides, while he played with a short staff capped by a blank crystal.
"We're going to teach the SDC not to try and expand to Vale." The man twirled his weapon in a small circle. Lines of dust shone brightly in the night as it moved. "There's some guards here, and some of those Atlesian guards. We're going to go in and blow their supplies." He stopped the motion dramatically at the declaration.
The Fang members gave a silent cheer, Blake included, throwing fists into the air. They each had their weapons free with little else on them aside from white or black coats that stretched to their thighs. While the fighters had only their weapons, the others also had small, tightly sealed bags strapped to their waists. Most wore a protective vest that encircled their whole torso. A few of their more battle experienced members didn't wear the generic armor, going for more personalized clothing instead. Five members had their own styles while the other seven were in the basic uniform.
One was a bull Faunus with a long black trench coat, one was a chameleon Faunus wearing black shorts and black sleeveless shirt, the dog Faunus leader wore a white t-shirt and long black pants, his second in command, a lizard Faunus with gray plating on his face and arms, wore a grey tank top and dark grey cargo pants with half armor on his chest and forearms, and Blake wore a long white coat over top her clothes from earlier in the day.
The street they hid on was cloaked in shadows as they had long ago broken the bulbs. Any cameras that might have faced their way had been blackened out or hacked into by some of their crew. Since it was in the middle of a well protected city, there weren't any guards that walked the perimeter. A blessing for those with dark intentions. Something the White Fang were happily using to their advantage.
"Adam, Blake, you two lead us in. Take care of the guards, and we'll set the charges." The dog Faunus, Brutus, ordered, pointing to their best fighters. "Illia, you watch our backs."
The brown haired girl nodded, giving a tiny glance to the cat girl before loosening up her sword with a flick of her wrist. Adam gripped Wilt and Blush tightly, though his posture was straight and proud. Blake gave the bull Faunus a glance over and shifted into a ready action, keeping a sharp sense of where her boyfriend stood as they prepared to enter the building.
At the whistle, the two shot forward towards the side entrance. The door was set into the frame and had no handle on the outside. A keypad offered a slim chance of entry. Knowing they would never be allowed in officially, Adam powered up a slice, cutting the door in three pieces as he moved. The chunks grated against each other as they dropped away from its original pausing, the lad went inside, sword back into its scabbard with Blake hot on his heels.
Inside was a small antechamber with another set of guard doors with a large dust and metal detector in front. The room had half a desk as it's only furniture since the Atlesian Robots didn't require a place to sit. Lining both sides of the small entrance way was five of the non-sentient guards, hands at their sides and screens just warming up at the intrusion. Robot helmets turned on, the red lighting up the darkness, as they turned towards the intruders.
"Identify yourself."
Neither fighter bothered to respond. Instead, they shot in, keeping low to the ground and crossing paths, each taking one side. The enemy machines began to move out of their frozen states, pulling up weapons.
"Intruders, leave the premises at once."
Again, the White Fang members didn't accept the command and began the fight in earnest. In moments the lines of automations were destroyed, leaving an empty room while a light in the corner blared. A high pitch whine caused all the Faunus to flinch as they began to file in. Brutus nodded towards the other door frame and the two fighters crisscrossed in front of it, cutting through the defenses easily.
Once past the detector (which also turned on feebly, shining red at the large amounts of unauthorized items passing by), the group began to split into their assigned segments. Adam and Blake both ran for the Atlesian Knights that were pouring out of another room to the far right.
The room they were in was filled floor to ceiling industrial shelving. The rows between them were wide enough for heavy equipment to drive through, but didn't help the feeling of being insignificant in the presence of the supplies stored there. Metal crates filled every inch of the shelving, each stamped with the initials SDC along with the Schnee snowflake.
Along the far left was a large rolling door that would normally allow for large shipments as well as the forklift they used to move the crates of dust. On the wall across from where the White Fang entered was the front entrance and offices. The room on the right was nearly empty as dark gray robots now mixed in the aisles, the lights on their helmets helping to pinpoint where they were, even though the Faunus could see in the very dim light. Lights along the edge of the walls flashed dull red along with the shrill cry of the alarm.
The majority of the ground hung back, unwilling to risk the explosives in a gunfight. This left plenty of room for their vanguard to clear the area. With the ease of long practice and working together for years, the duo made quick work of the opponents.
Blasts rang out in the warehouse, blocked by swords or ducked entirely. Adam rushed forward, cutting through the robots easily. Down the other lane, Blake swung over the tops of the guards, using the ribbon on Gambol Shroud. Passing each clump of robots, she allowed herself to drop lower and clear them out in a series of quick swipes. They cleared the farthest corner as soon as they could and began closing in on where the Atlesian Knights came from originally. Their fellows stayed a safe distance away but worked nonetheless at setting charges along each row of containers.
Sirens began to blare louder while bright harsh lights turned on for the human guards. Their boots, if not their shouts of alarm, signed their approach. They tried to flank the two main fighters who were just finishing off the last of the Atlesian Knights. They raised up their blasters, taking aim.
"Watch out!" Illia cried out, jumping forward to strike at a guard who pointed his weapon at the cat Faunus. The slightly younger teen then cut her way through the group of men. They all fell with yells of pain as their bodies twitched from the electric dust used against them.
"Thanks!" Blake responded as she swung to attack the new targets. She didn't use the sharp point of her blade against the humans. She may not like them, but she didn't want to have to kill them just yet.
Adam held no such reserve. As they moved on from the robotic enemies to the living human ones, he continued to aim for the finishing blow each time. Soon the guards were retreating from the onslaught, heavily wounded or out of the fight entirely. The other White Fang members (aside from the three on the front edge now) had set the charges during the rush and were quickly filling out of the side room.
The three fighters began to slow down, standing guard instead, as there were no new opponents to combat. They kept an intense eye out for more trouble, as they were supposed to.
Brutus went last towards the room where they had first entered, making sure the rest of the group was out before yelling towards their guards. "It's time. Let's go!"
As one, the fighters turned on a dime and raced for the exit. They leapt over bodies littering the floor. Some moved at the sudden show, fear bright in their eyes. Some bodies didn't, their gazes glassed over permanently, wide eyed and surprised. A single black ear twitched at how scared the injured were but that didn't cause any of the running Faunus to pause in their race for the exit. Due to how Adam had opened the doors, they couldn't put any sort of blockade to prevent followers or retaliations.
Brutus was just outside the doorway and waved them onward. "The others have gone on to the second meeting site." He then gestured towards Adam and Illia. "Adam, make sure we're not followed. Illia, you know what you are to do."
They nodded once and split up. Adam swirled in place, his black trench coat impressively flaring out, as he watched the doorway, gaze alert for any sort of motion. Illia took off down the street, reaching for a bag that had been left behind by one of the other members, and started to pull clothing out from it. She quickly put on a bland shirt and coat over her fighting gear and placed her specialized mask into the bag instead.
Blake gave them both one parting check before following their mission leader towards the second site. Two blocks away and Brutus pressed a detonator, glancing over his left shoulder to make sure it worked. Blake's ears twitched as a soft explosion went off, followed by a much larger roam as more of the charges caught and set off the multitudes of dust crates. The dog Faunus smirked, pleased, as he put away the switch. Together, they reached the second site without issue and found the rest of the squad there, waiting with open excitement on their faces.
"It's done." Their leader pointed over the tops of nearby stores where the sky was beginning to light up orange with a large plume of smoke above it. The Fang members gave another silent cheer, patting each other on the back and relaxing from their tense positions.
Blake didn't relax however. She watched the smoke go up to the sky and pondered. Her shoulders were still creeping up to her ears as she thought about her boyfriend who had remained behind. Illia was able to hide among the crowds but Adam couldn't be able to do so. Or rather, he wouldn't. And it was all the SDC's fault. A spike of anger shot through her core but just as quickly dissipated, leaving her tired instead. She was left wondering if any of the humans were able to escape and had an uneasy feeling about the answer.
While she continued her vigilant watch of the road leading to the warehouse district, Blake felt her heart soar when she saw that Adam running along the roofs, catching up to the group who were talking quietly among themselves. The girl pointed out her boyfriend's location to the leader silently.
Brutus nodded just as quiet and waved for their group to join the lad on the rooftops. "Alright, let's see what it looks like…" He pulled a pair of binoculars out of a small pouch and looked to their handiwork.
Other members soon followed suit, though Blake waited for Adam to land next to her before doing so. She gave him a questioning glance, with a sing brow raised. He in turn nodded, reaching out to brush a strand of her dark hair back behind her ear. Reassured, the two also looked to where the fire raged, taking note of the situation.
The inferno was growing wildly out of control. Nearby warehouses, all belonging to the Schnee Dust Company, were hastily being emptied to prevent the fire from getting worse or spreading further. Fire trucks and police vehicles surrounded and closed off the area, their lights and warning sirens blaring loud enough to be heard to the Faunus who watched well over fifteen blocks away. Workers dashed to and fro, trying to figure out the best combination to put out the flame, but were having difficulty.
The dust that had caught alight prevented normal methods for fire control. Lightning Dust shot off as it continued to surge, preventing water from being used. Fire and Gravity Dust ruined the buckets of sand they threw onto test patches. The only thing that was in their favor was the random spurts of Ice Dust that exploded, extinguishing parts of the fire until another canister of Fire Dust went off.
Satisfied that the inferno would keep the authorities occupied for a while yet, Brutus shifted his sights to look for any Schnee workers. There was a few, standing off to the side and having a harsh conversation, judging from the hand gestures and facial expressions on the one doing most of the yelling. Just a few steps away, hidden among the growing crowd of worried onlookers, was Illia, her skin and hair the same as any other human around her. She was able to hide her interest in what the employees were talking about as she pretended to be worried about the fire.
"Good… Good… Alright, let's pack it up." Brutus commanded, setting his goggles down.
Everyone else did the same and began to trek back to their hidden base of operations. They kept to the roofs where there were no guards, no police, to see them, heading southwest. The area remained poor enough that no one cared about the group as they traveled on the tops of homes and businesses alike. They moved as a single unit, their training and natural agility helping them stay balanced on the uneven footing.
Soon however they had to drop down to the streets as they wound their way along narrow alleys and streets, following a set of red stripes that identified whose territory it was. They came up to a medium height building that was spaced apart from its neighbors. Other masked Faunus patrolled the space in pairs, weapons drawn and on alert. The building was dark grey, like the others around it, but had no windows to the outside. The few it did have were on the top floor and were boarded up. On the roof were even more White Fang members, stationed on each corner and some pairs moving in between. While there were multiple exits to the building, a feature they always made sure their bases had, the group went towards the main gate.
The road leading up to it was a little wider than the others, going to a large roll up door with a normal metal one beside it. The guards waiting there held up their guns as per protocol.
Brutus raised his hands, weapon attached to his belt, and put them together, palm to palm. "Greetings brothers. May the Faunus be ever free."
Hearing the passphrase, the two guards lowered their weapons with nods of acknowledgement. They stepped aside, the one on the right entering in the current code for the door.
"And may our Crusade achieve its goal." The two responded in kind, turning their attention back on the road behind those returning.
Brutus waited outside as the others on his squad entered, and faced the guards. "Sister Illia will be arriving soon. Keep in mind how much she doesn't like being teased." He watched the two stiffen, waiting for their agreement before going in after his group.
Once inside, they didn't wait by the entrance and went for a nearby meeting room to debrief. They found one that was empty, though it didn't have any furniture inside either. The group formed a circle, though their focus was on their leader.
"Brother Adam, did any get out or try to follow us?" Brutus turned to the lad who had managed to acquire a spot next to the dog Faunus with Blake on his other side.
"None." Adam's voice was low and predatory, his smile showing the pleasure he found in the fact.
Blake's heart sank as she thought to those they had left behind, injured. She shifted in place, her conscience trying to spur her into action, but stopped when she felt her boyfriend's gaze on her. She tried to go still, willing to wait to talk with the teenager when they weren't in the group or in the base.
"And you left a sign that it was us who did this?" Brutus continued his questioning, not having seen the cat girl fidget. When Adam merely nodded, the dog man clapped his hands before rubbing them together. "Good. Good. Ok. So aside from any information Sister Illia brings us, we have some news about those in Vale who need a 'lesson'."
The second in command, a Faunus with gray plating along his arms and face, held up his scroll, projecting the information there. "These are people, or even whole families, that need a lesson. Remember to go in teams of three or more, helps make sure we don't lose while 'teaching'." The lieutenant spoke as he slowly scrolled the information along.
The blue projection was filling with entry after entry of individuals or entire families who had been found to be racist in one way or another. On the left side was a picture of the target, while the remaining seventy percent of the line was filled with details about who they were, where they could be found, and what they had done to Faunus recently and in the past. It was unfortunately still a rather long list. Their 'crimes' ranged from verbal abuse, regular discrimination, and more violent actions.
Midway down the listing, a surname and family portrait of three caught Blake's immediate attention. She held up a finger, silently asking for the man to not move the screen further. "The Winchesters… They only have one son?" She pointed to the lad in the picture, easily recalling his features from the brawl close to the local library.
"Yes. Cardin Winchester was expelled from Beacon along with his team for racism and extreme violence against… everyone actually. Faunus and human alike." The lizard Faunus frowned at the projection, reading along with everyone else the rather long list of crimes the family had done towards the Faunus.
It was a wide expanse of grievances. Their houses, stores and affiliations wouldn't allow for Faunus employment or customers, they had been very vocal in not allowing more rights or services that catered specifically towards the Faunus, and their only son had a penchant for physical violence against everyone he deemed lesser than himself. From the information listed, it would seem the only reason people still put up with them is because the family was old and rich. As usual.
Once most were done reading, they looked back to the cat Faunus, curious. Blake took little notice of this attention as her mind raced with the information and what she'd seen. Jolting out of her private thoughts at a soft touch from the young man on her right, she shook her head and spoke a little louder than her usual tone.
"He's currently serving community service time with the CCSP… And has already been beaten for other offenses." Blake shrugged at the silent questions she saw in their gazes. "I didn't do it, but caught the end of the fight between him and his current 'teacher'." The hand on her shoulder squeezed, drawing her attention. She smiled timidly towards her boyfriend before growing serious once more and facing the second in command. "Sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt the briefing; I just wanted to let whoever picks him that he is much weaker currently."
Those in charge nodded in appreciation while some of the others smirked, pleased that the racist had already paid for being a prick. Before they continued to list off those on their hit list, a knock announced Illia's return.
"Sorry. I wanted to be sure I heard everything before coming back…" The girl's freckles turned a dusty red at the attention her arrival drew.
Brutus nodded gracefully and waved her forward, gesturing for her to report her findings. Steeling her nerves, Illia took a stand next to Blake who gave the girl a warm smile, happy to see her friend returned safely. The red on the girl's face darkened and she gave a tiny cough before staring at Brutus.
"We hit them hard tonight. They are running out of space for the Dust shipments, and they are expecting another one next week, on the third." Illia placed both arms behind her back to help her posture.
"You're sure?" The second in command asked, putting away the list for now.
"Yes. They don't want to but they have no other option than to rent out more generic storage locations to hold what Dust they still have while they wait for repairs to their warehouse." Illia smirked. She rolled forward on the balls of her heels as she went on. "They are also trying to see if any of their stores in Vale have room for the supplies."
"And it'd be a shame if they didn't…" Brutus spoke up with a sly grin growing beneath his mask. "Alright. We've got some fishing to do. We'll go over that tomorrow. Let's finish assigning 'lessons' and dismiss for the night. Remember, volunteers only for the 'lessons'." The leader commanded, signalling for his second to resume talking about the list.
The rest of the debrief went quickly. Considering the size of their group, one three targets were selected by two groups of three and one group made up of Adam and Illia. Since they were more experienced fighters, they were allowed to have only two assigned to the mission. They dispersed soon after that point, each leaving in a measured pace and distance from the others and they shed their gear and masks to blend in with the surroundings.
Blake had stayed quiet after Illia had returned safely. Her mind continued to dwell on the lost of life their actions caused and what might happen if the fire wasn't controlled soon. Her silence was noted by her two closest friends. They waited until the room was empty before turning to the cat teenager.
"Blake, are you ok…?" Illia spoke softly, reaching out to touch the girl's left shoulder. She tried to angle her face to peek at the other girl and gave a shaky smile.
The girl took a shaky breath and smiled back. "Yes. I was thinking about something, don't mind me."
"And… you're not hurt?" The chameleon pressed, glancing over the girl before focusing on her gaze with a blush.
"Yes. I'm fine. Really." Blake smiled first to the other girl then focused on the lad who was also staring intensely at her.
Suddenly, Adam looked towards the younger girl and cleared his throat. "Illia, if you could give us a moment?" He reached out and grabbed his girlfriend's hand, tugging her to his side.
The action was unexpected and caused Blake to almost knock into the lad. At the last second, she was able to get her feet beneath her. She couldn't hold back a blush at the warmth she felt from him, and wouldn't meet Illia's gaze.
"O-oh, ok…"
Blake didn't watch the other girl leave but could hear the sounds of the footsteps echo in the room. Once the door was shut, she shuffled in place, feeling her face burn up at being alone with her boyfriend and his overwhelming presence.
"My love, what is the matter?" Adam kept his voice low, tugging the hand he held. "What is running through your mind?" He used his other hand to brush through the loose bangs of the girl. He leisurely moved the mask from her face, allowing it to drop to the ground, and began to trace her jawline.
"N-nothing…" The younger teen tried to deny any problem but could tell he wasn't buying it.
"Blake. Do you doubt me?" The boy used his hand to move her head to face him directly.
"No Adam. I'm not doubting that you mean the best for the Faunus." Blake shook her head, unintentionally removing it from his touch.
Something Adam wasn't pleased to note as he immediately went to grab her chin.
"Then why did you hesitate when I reported my success at the warehouse? Why did you hesitate when it came time to pick targets to speak to?" The lad's voice stayed low but gained a rumble as he spoke. He tilted her head upwards, using his height to stare down into her eyes from behind his mask. "Are you ashamed of us? Of the White Fang?"
"I-I am not ashamed of us, of the White Fang." Blake frowned briefly. She then tried for a pleading expression. "Was it really necessary to prevent anyone from escaping the blast? Did you have to kill them?" She couldn't keep her sights on him.
"You are doubting me." Adam growled, shifting closer as he snarled. "If we didn't finish them, if if we didn't kill them, they would kill us. You know it. You've seen it yourself." He held her chin tighter. "Or are you saying that you are starting to think that your parents might be right? That we should just let us be stamped back down into poverty, into slavery?!"
Blake tried to shake her head in denial but couldn't break free of the grasp without using more force than she wanted to. "No! Adam, no, I don't want that. You know that. I just-... Never mind…" She slumped in place, already mentally exhausted from the conversation.
"Blake, I need you to be with me. To be there for me." The lad's voice lost it's threatening edge. He loosened his grip on the girl's chin and moved to trace her cat ears instead. "Are you still with me…?"
"Yes, of course I'm still with you Adam." Blake closed her eyes at the soft touch, enjoying the feeling of someone rubbing her cat ears.
"Good. I'm glad, my love." Adam practically whispered, a satisfied grin spreading on his face. He bent down closer to the girl. "I'm glad you see the truth…"
While he moved closer, Blake could feel heat bloom on her cheeks as her eyelids fluttered closed. She tried to lean upwards, sensing where this was going, and couldn't control how her ears twitched in anticipation.
Adam smirked, euphoric at the control he had over his girlfriend, and tilted his head to give more room as he had yet to remove his mask. They stayed like that for a little while, enjoying their kiss. Pulling back, Adam lingered after the touch with a smile. He could feel how it affected the cat Faunus and placed a chaste kiss on her forehead.
"I'll walk you home. Then I'll go and meet with the others for dealing with the racists of the city." He took a hold of the girl's hand, leading the way out of the base and onto the deserted streets of the city. He passed Blake's mask back into her right hand, though he kept a firm hold on her left.
The night was half over, most of the businesses closed and sealed, and those who were out had less than good things to do. No one bothered the two Faunus who boldly walked in the middle of the road. Adam made sure that his girlfriend stayed by his side for every step, a taunting smirk in place at any how shied away after seeing his mask.
Blake also noticed this. Her ears went flat as a ripple of anxiety ran through her chest. Monsters… She peeked towards her boyfriend and frowned when she saw the enjoyment he got from the look of fear in the eyes of others. Amber orbs skittered away as they came ever closer to where she lived.
"Are you still going to the library during the day?" Adam asked in a low tone.
"Yes. I will be there all day. Until it's time for our activities." Blake kept her voice low as well. "You know that."
"Yes. But I wanted to be sure. Wouldn't want to suddenly start to doubt you…" Adam sneered, tilting his head down so his hissed words were legible only for the cat Faunus.
He watched, eyes sharp under his mask, at how the black furred ears flattened in guilt. Happy to have made his point, he straightened up and continued striding down the roadway.
Blake got another kiss for the night outside her door. They kept it short, though Adam still hummed at the end, pleased. He left without much fanfare. The cat Faunus entered the small housing, glancing around the apartment briefly before going to the kitchen part of the main room. The only divider of the kitchen and living room was the floor, going from wood to tiling. The fridge had some food there that would make a simple meal. She had scavenged plates, some bowls, and utensils from second hand stores.
The White Fang might believe they should just take what they needed but she didn't. Everyone had a right to earn and work for their living. And taking things from others was something that bullies did. As she ate, she continued to ponder her situation.
The neighborhood was quiet, especially as the night wore on. The girl moved on from thinking about what the White Fang were doing and reflected on her evening and the battle. Every move was analyzed for efficiency. How to optimize the team movements. How to speed up the moves.
In the midst of thinking of rapid strikes, a flash of yellow came across her inner mind. The fluidness of the punches were surprising, showing expertise that belied her age. Bright red eyes reminded her of how some Faunus looked at humans. But lilac orbs… When they were the soft lilac… They held so much more.
Why was she in the CCSP? Fighting, maybe? Her mind flashed to the brawl-style fighting the blonde did. Probably was the fighting… I wonder if they'll realize she got into another one. Though she did manage to avoid getting hit… She realized that she was mentally checking over the blonde and shook the image clear. She looked down and found while she was imaging the other girl, she had finished her meal. With a soft hum, she cleaned up after herself, feeling curiosity build in her mind.
The itch became too much to ignore. Reaching for her scroll, she did a quick search for Yang Xiao Long, going through old newspapers articles. She was mildly surprised to see Yang was among the top students of Signal Academe, a special school for hunters and huntresses.
But it was when the tall brawler got to Beacon that there was an issue. There wasn't an official statement from the school but there was an article about Yang having gotten into a huge fight with Cardin Winchester's whole team, CRDL. The article was highly likely to be bias as it painted the Winchesters as an innocent, wholesome family, against a wild child abandoned by her bandit mother. The paper was more than willing to go in depth about this fact, though there were little details overall. A single ear twitched at the revelation.
They managed to get a picture of the tall blonde after her fight, taken from a distance as she exited an airship. She had a surly gaze that was emphasized by the black eye and bandages covering a large portion of her face and arms. For some reason, the picture caused Blake's heart to pinch. A short haired blonde grownup was escorting Yang away. The similarities lead to the assumption of him being a family member, more than likely her father based on how old he looked. While the girl's gaze wasn't scarlet, it wasn't the soft lilac Blake had seen before either. It was glassed over; from pain or something else, the Faunus wasn't sure.
She checked when the incident occurred and leaned back in shock. The court decision and date was a separate article that tried to paint the girl as a danger to everyone around her. It had taken place six months ago. Yang hadn't made it through more than two months of school before she broke too many rules and got into the large brawl that was the last straw. The picture that went with the court article caused the cat girl's heart to beat painfully. The blonde was dressed far nicer than she seemed to ever have before and had her head bowed, hair blocking most of her face from view, while the judge seemed to be giving his verdict.
Blake felt her spirits just as low, easily imagining how it felt to be unfairly blamed. It almost made her wish she had taken the Winchester assignment before she remembered that's what caused Yang to be expelled as it was. Instead, she sighed and tried to clear her mind of all the information she just learned. An almost impossible task, she could already tell.
Hmm.. I guess we all have little secrets… She looked over to the corner of her scroll and jumped when she saw the time there. I better head to bed if I'm supposed be helping the library tomorrow… I wonder if she'll be back there again.
Author Note: Okie dokie! So here we go... Told y'all it's going to be a long one XD I was tempted to wait until Friday to post this, but... I am too excited. Oh well. I'd like to say thanks to those who've already favored this story and followed; I'm definitely going to keep up a semi-regular schedule as possible.
To the two reviews this story already has: Thanks! I feel kind of silly having to look up 'catman'. -.- But I recognized both catman from Justice League cartoon and from the Fairy Odd Parents. Didn't realize it was close enough to come to some people's minds xD
As for the other review, glad to hear you're already hooked and while Blake may not need to cover for Yang this time (she was fast enough to beat Cardin without letting him get a hit in), I do have some semblance of a plan. That may or may not include something like the suggestion you've given. :P Everyone will just have to wait and see. ;)
Thanks again for everyone who is reading the story and liking it. Please let me know if there are things I could improve or what are your favorite parts so far! Or just anything really, feedback is helpful. And compliments are nice. :) See you guys in the next chapter.