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Artyom-Dreizehn: I have a better idea to exterminate the Wyvern, but to tell you would be giving it away. Don't worry, there will be orbital bombardments in the future. The only reason there is none now is because the Magos Dominus is bound by a deal to not launch orbital bombardments on Vale's land without approval from either the council or the headmaster of Beacon.
Forge Master 00: I don't need psyker abilities to sense the passive aggression from your characters about the lasguns. Blake is not a threat to the Ad Mech, but she views that she can solve everything by herself and maybe with her team. The Faunus will try to stop the Ad Mech, but we all know the outcome to that. RWBY is filled with simple lines between good and evil with a few outliers, Warhammer on the other hand has no lines between good and evil. This is common knowledge to the readers, but since most of the local feudals that I am including in the story are not used to morally gray situations they will try to fit the Ad Mech into either good or bad (This pertains mostly to the students of Beacon). In reality the Cult of the Machine God fits in neither, but they will try nonetheless. I will concede on the point about the lasguns. Magos Pugnus would prefer to let the White Fang have no lasguns, than single use lasguns.
Dovashinn270: Welcome back comrade! About this nuclear toaster, how long will it take for a production line of the nearest Forgeworld and how long do I have to wait to be supplied with them?
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Notes: Sorry for not posting sooner, a load of important test rolled up last week and pulled me away from my cogitator and toaster to ancient paper textbooks. It did help me in my Quest for Knowledge, but at the sacrifice of not being able to write. This chapter will be extremely close to cannon, even more than the last chapter. Apologizes in advance if it get boring, even the Ultramarine Chant is more interesting than this.
Chapter Fifteen: Dance Dance Intermission
The dance was upon Beacon, the Arch Magos had signed an adapted treaty with Ozpin yesterday. In exchange for only moving troops thru their territory with his permission, the Adeptus Mechanicus' forces will have jobs in Vale and Beacon to earn money. At face hand it may sound like a one sided in favor for Remnant, but now Pugnus has eyes in ears across Vale. Some of the Skitarii at work even planted listening devices in as many buildings as possible. Sure they had access to the entire CCT network, but some of the most important conversations are done in person. Sadly they cannot crush anymore hordes of Grimm because Ozpin is a peacemaker, but that is the price to pay for more knowledge. None will be able to hide from the Adeptus Mechanicus forever.
"Oh, you look beautiful!" commented Yang as she saw her sister enter thru the door Ruby, who groaned to reply.
The crimson teen questioned as she began to stumble, "Can we have a serious talk about how Weiss fights in these?" She slowly made her way to the podium, making sure not fall in front of Yang. If she did, she would never hear the end of it.
Outside the doors, a certain monkey Faunus was fixing his wardrobe, "Stupid…dumb…neck trap!" The closed jacket was enough of a pain for him, but the tie was making it worse.
A familiar voice called out behind him, "I knew you'd look better in a tie." Sun turned around to see his fellow Faunus friend. She walked up to him and laced her hand around his arm.
The pair started walking toward the ballroom as the monkey asked, "So, does this mean we are going together?"
His date corrected him, "Technically, though my first dance is spoken for."
Blake and Yang finished their dance, they both gave a curtsey to the other as a jest. The blonde stepped back and gestured for Sun to enter the dance, which he gladly did. Yang left the dance floor to join with her two other team members, as they watched their Faunus comrade finally relax and even laugh. The blonde commented, "I told you she would come."
"Mission accomplished," added the heiress.
Ruby stepped forward and turned to face her friends, "So, what do we do now?"
Her team ditched her as Yang answered her, "Just have fun!"
"Does that mean I can change out of these stupid things and into my hood now?" called out the crimson teen to the fleeting figures. Without a reply she complained, "Stupid lady stilts!"
"Not enjoying yourself?" questioned the Headmaster as he approached the student that was surprised he was here.
She quickly caught her stumble, "Oh, no, everything's fine! I'm just not much of a fancy pantsy dancey girl."
Ozpin countered, "Well, you can't spend your whole life on the battlefield, even if you may want to."
Ruby crossed her arms over her chest as she glared into the crowd of dancers, "Yeah, that lesson's been floating around a lot lately."
"If you think about it, fighting and dancing aren't so different. Two partners interlocked, although one wrong move on the ballroom merely leads to a swollen foot," stated the old man.
Ruby looked down at the ground as she commented, "Or a twisted ankle."
The headmaster started to give his favored student advice, "It's not every day that friends are able to come together like this. Time has a way of testing our bonds, but its nights like these that can help keep them stronger than ever. Nights like these are ones we'll never forget." The doors to the ballroom opened as a pair of students walked in.
Yang greeted them, "You guys are just in time!"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world," commented Mercury as he walked past the blonde. Ozpin excused himself as he disappeared into the crowd to join his colleagues. Ruby was left all alone by herself at the punch bowl at least that was true until Jaune joined her.
He commented with his voice filled his displeasure, "I see you're hiding at the punch bowl too."
"Yep," Ruby stated, popping the p.
"To the socially awkward," proposed Jaune as he gestures with his cup to click them together. The innocent teen giggled to herself as she responded to the gesture.
She apologized, "Sorry things didn't work out with Weiss."
The dense boy looked around the room as he started to gripe, "Meh, its fine. Neptune's pretty cool. I get why she went with him." The scythe wielder gave him a weird look as he continued, "Well, come on, not many people can pull off blue hair." After he finished ranting he started to drink his punch. Which was surprisingly not spiked due to Professor Goodwitch's aura of power.
"Weiss came to the dance alone," informed Ruby, causing Jaune to almost choke on his drink. His confusion signaled her to explain further, "Yeah, she said that she had too much to focus on to worry about boys." The pair could both see the heiress at the lowest point in her time at Beacon, she was trying to keep the only drooping white rose. A far distance from Weiss, both of them could see Blake, Sun, and Neptune joking together and laughing the night away. Jaune unconsciously tightened his grip on his cup.
The blonde growled as he held out his cup, "Hold my punch." The girl obliged before he started to make his way thru the crowd to his destination. He stopped short when he saw his partner pass, she was downhearted and even the dense Arc could see that. He followed Pyrrha silently until she stopped at the balcony.
He made his presence known, "Hey, Pyrrha." She smoothly turned around to face her partner.
"Hello Jaune," responded the champion.
The Arc slowly started to walk closer to his friend, "You okay? I haven't seen you all day."
She explained as she looked off into the distance, the moonlight shining on her hair as if she was angelic, "I was looking for the Dominus in the morning and I arrived a little late, I'm afraid."
"Well, you look really nice," complimented the Arc
Pyrrha's hand covered her mouth as she stated, "Thank you."
Jaune shifted his weight from his heels to the balls of his feet as he scanned around him, "Your, uh, date isn't going to beat me up for saying that, is he?"
"I think you are safe for tonight," jested the champion as her partner was left out of the joke.
In his nervousness he started to rub his hands together, "So, where is the guy?"
She turned to face Jaune with her head held low, "There is no guy."
"What? Is he a she?" questioned the dense boy.
"No, it don't swing that way. Nobody asked me," corrected the champion who was still a little bid sadden.
Jaune on the other hand was flabbergasted, "But that's. You're Pyrrha Nikos! H-How could nobody ask you?"
His partner looked out to the horizon once again, but this time it was to vent, "I've been blessed with incredible talents and opportunities. I'm constantly surrounded by love and praise, but when you're placed on a pedestal like that for so long, you become separated from the people that put you there in the first place." She stopped to face her crush again, "Everyone assumes I'm too good for them. That I'm on a level they simply can't attain. It's become impossible to form any sort of meaningful relationship with people. That's what I like about you. When we met, you didn't even know my name. You treated me just like anyone else. And thanks to you, I've made friendships that will last a lifetime. I guess, you're the kind of guy I wish I was here with. Someone who just saw me for me."
Jaune could only spit out incoherent words as Pyrrha walked away from his and disappeared around the corner. His mood flipped on a dime when he saw Neptune walk around the corner past his partner, "Hey, uh, Jaune, right?"
"Yeah," he spat out.
Neptune attempted to reach common ground, "This party is pretty lame, huh? I mean, ballroom dancing. Pfft." His only response was the Arc glaring at him. He tried again, "Cute girls, though, huh?"
The blonde snapped, "Is that all you think about? Do you even care about the girls you're hitting on? How they feel about you?"
"Whoa!" the blue haired teen yelled as he throw up his palms in a sign of defeat. Neptune asked, "Where's this coming from?"
"How could you just turn her down like that?" berated Jaune as he made wide and authoritarian gestures with his hands. Both knew who was in control of the conversation.
He questioned, "Wait, h-who?"
"Weiss!" yelled the angered boy at the top of his lungs. Neptune could only rub the back of his neck with his hand as he suddenly grew interested in the tiled floor. The Arc pushed further, "What? You think that you're too cool, too many other options? Weiss Schnee asked you to the dance. What in the world could possibly keep you from go-"
"I can't dance!" yelled Neptune in desperation. Jaune stopped his rant and gave the student a confused look. He continued, "I can't dance, man!"
Arc's dense mind was trying to comprehend the situation, "But…you're so cool!"
The blue haired teen accepted the complement, "Thank you. I try really, really, hard."
"You would rather break a girl's heart and go to the dance alone than just admit to everyone that you can't move in rhythm to music?" questioned Jaune.
The typically suave student just shrugged, "That about sums it up, yeah."
The team leader turned to look to the horizon as he muttered under his breath, "Well, I certainly feel a lot better about myself."
"Please don't tell anybody. Look, if you want Weiss, she's all yours. I don't wanna get in your way," surrendered Neptune.
Jaune turned to face the other student once more, "Do you like her?" The blue haired teen simply nodded as the blonde continued, "Then just go talk to her. No pickup lines, no suave moves, just be yourself. I've heard that's the way to go."
Neptune tried to argue with him, "Yeah, but then-"
"HEY! You don't have to look cool all the time! In all honesty, if you could be a less cool, I'd really appreciate it. Go talk to her. I guarantee it'll make her night," his tone made no room for argument. Neptune walked up to him with his fist extended out, Jaune gladly returns the first bump as the blue haired teen starts to head back to the ballroom.
"Thanks. You're a really cool guy, Jaune," commented Neptune as he turned around the corner leaving the Arc alone to his thoughts. Alone on the balcony, the team leader started to go to his dorm to change his clothes. He had a promise to keep.
Yang and Ruby stood next to the handrail overlooking the ballroom, both of them resting their arms upon the dark wooden surface. "You know? I think we really needed this," commented the blonde as she watched her partner slow dance with Sun next to Nora and Ren waltzing. Ruby on the other hand spotted Penny dancing by herself next to two Atlesian Soldiers, she was still wondering where all of the Adeptus Mechanicus soldiers have gone to but that was on the backburner tonight.
"Yeah, and you did a great job planning it too!" complimented the youngest of the two sisters.
"Aw, thanks! It wasn't all me, though. Weiss did a lot too," stated Yang as she slowly got her sister into a headlock. After she started to squirm she loosened her gripe and cuffed, "Tomorrow it's back to work."
Ruby shrugged, "I'm sure we can handle whatever gets thrown at us. Except for that." Laughter filled the ballroom as a previous guest entered the room after a quick outfit change.
Pyrrha turned around to see what all the laughter was about, turns out is her partner in a white dress that surprisingly fit to his form without ripping. She questioned, "Jaune?"
He casually replied with a smirk, "Eh, a promise is a promise."
The champion finally broke and started to laugh her lungs out, losing her natural composure. "Jaune! You didn't have to!"
His voice became stern and confident, "Hey, an Arc never goes back on his word. Now do you wanna stand there and laugh at me, or do you wanna dance?"
"I would love to dance," answered Pyrrha as she light grasped unto his hand. (Could not take any more copy and pasting)
The Magos Dominus watched from the cameras as team JNPR started a group dance in sync that they did not practice, their coordination even rivaled that of Skitarii. The citizens of this planet do poses strange talents that he would search into later, is it a genetic trait of this planet similar to the purple eyes of Cadia or does it come with aura. He was currently bored out of his mind, because he had nothing to do. There was no attacks on the Grimm or White Fang to watch, Nova was cutting up the specimens and found nothing so far, and the Headmaster and General took the night off to enjoy the dance. All of the machine spirits have been blessed and he finished reading every file on the citizens of Remnant for the seventh time.
His boredom was quenched when he spotted at figure dressed in pitch black clothes running across the rooftops, he took a minute to contemplate how retarded these primitives are. The pure black clothes make you stand out in the light of the moon, and running on rooftops is not a common task for civilians to do. There are countless ways the figure could have done this act better, it is simple logic. Pugnus watched silently as the figure stalked up to the CCT tower right past one of the cameras, he now knew more about who it could be. It is a female with long black hair, her skin is white and her stature is that of a teenager. He send soldiers into arrest her, or he could wait and find out what she is planning to.
Once she entered the building, the criminal removed her mask as she approached the guards at the elevator. (It is from 9:47-9:50 in the episode) He sent a small snippet of the recording to one of the Logis to find out who she is, he will find the roots of corruption and rip them out of the ground. Red flames covered her dress as the two swords appeared in her hands, logic dictates that is her semblance. The Magos Dominus also got to witness Atlesian Soldiers in combat, Astra Militarum Conscript are better than them. The soldiers chose not to use their guns and attack the criminal one at a time. Pugnus started to question why he could not just invade Atlas now.
He got the results back from the Logis, the criminal goes by the name Cinder Fall. How ironic, that describes perfectly what will be left of her after she is captured by the Adeptus Mechanicus. Only cinders. She does talk to herself, hinting that she has accomplices who are most likely her team members. Cinder plugged an unknown item from her hand into the cogitator she was sitting at. He received a warning from the Logis, creator of the Talpa Code, -Unknown virus detected entering the CCT System. Orders?-
-To not engage. Find the source of anyone who uses the virus and report back to me your findings, - ordered the Magos Dominus.
The Logis countered, -Magos Dominus, logic states that we should remove the enemy before they become a threat.-
-Logic also dictates that we should crush the source of our enemy before they can regrow again, - the Magos Dominus reminded his subordinate. Pugnus went back to watching the camera footage to see Ruby Rose fighting against Cinder Fall. The enemy summoned what he assumed was dust crystals and sent them at the crimson teen. Miss Fall blocked the five 50 caliber bullets with her hand, aura must be the reason. Instead of summoning the twin sword, she summoned a bow with explosive arrows using what he assumed was her semblance. The fight was cut short when General Ironwood exited the elevator, Pugnus Rubrum cut the feed from his sight and turned around to see the map of Remnant in the noosphere.
He pulled up the list of Cinder Fall's team, turns out they are from Haven Academy. Minstral is known for their divide in the classes, similar to Hive Worlds but that is not important right now. What is pressing is that there might be a corrupt citizen of Minstrel in Haven Academy helping Miss Fall. Another task for the Sicarian Killclade in the future. With all of that aside all he has to do now is wait.
Adam Taurus was standing over a map of Vale as two cloaked figures walked into the room. Both were around the same height, the one on the left hand a monkey tail extending from his cloak while the other had a crow's beak jutting out of the shadows of his face. He heard a metallic voice emit from the cloaks, "We are using voice changers to keep us and our families safe if your plans go south."
"I thought you would bring all of you men here, after all I did hire twenty mercenaries. Not two," retorted the Faunus.
The other figure with the tail spoke this time, "They will be split into teams of five and sent to four different camps. All we need are the locations of the camps that you still have left, I did here that the so called Adeptus Mechanicus have been giving you a hard time."
Adam dismissed his statement, "They have only taken out small and lightly guarded outposts, and all they say is propaganda. They should not be a problem for us. That is unless you are too scared of them."
The beaked Faunus cut the conversation short, "Give me the locations and then we can be out of you horns."
Adam pulled out his scroll and pressed a few buttons, "Consider it done. If you do not hold up your end of the deal I will massacre you alongside the human scum."
Afterword: Should I do an Easter Special, if so it will be the next chapter. Also if any of you want anything added into the special, just pm me or leave a review.