(T-L-G)
In the headquarters of the Vale Branch of the new White Fang, High Leader Blake Belladonna is in a meeting via holograms with the Branches of the new White Fang, Chief Ilia Amitola of Mistral, Admiral Brawnz Ni of Vacuo, Marshal General Flynt Coal of Atlas and Commander Saber Rodentia of Menagerie. "I'm glad that you all were in contact." Blake greets.
Brawnz is in a light gray suit with a purple tie. A blue scarf hangs from his with the White Fang symbol on the end. On his shoulders are bronze form-fitting pauldrons, "You came at a bad time, Reds just attacked our HQ."
"That's real harsh, man. Any dead?" Flynt says. He still wears his old outfit from Atlas but he has grown a soul patch and his glasses are replaced now a singular visor that gradually switched from four colors.
"23 out of 86 of the critically injured survived. I've sent all the letters to the families of the ones that died." Brawnz hangs his head low in shame.
"You all knew what could happen." Saber reminds. "It was a matter of time. In any case, the Reds activities have grown more and more frequent, right Chief Amitola?" He seethes in anger as he says her title.
"Well, possibly." Ilia says. "There was a-"
Saber stands up, "We don't work on possibilities, Chief Amitola. We work on reports, which you-"
"Rodentia." Blake says in a calm manner, "Let her speak." Saber looks at her with anger before standing down. "Now, Amitola. Continue."
"I'd sent a team of 5 Rangers, including a Captain to investigate a strange disturbance. A howl."
"She says a howl as her 'evidence'." Rodentia says, almost like he's trying to put down something.
"Rodentia. That 'evidence' I heard. I saw a couple of Faunus reacting to it during my off-time."
"Yeah, a lot of Faunus, all them with ears said that they were a off-putting howl." Flynt adds.
"So it between Anima and Solitas." Rodentia assumes. "So then-"
"Actually, a lot of citizens at Vacuo reported a howl, saying that it was Beowolf'." Brawnz says.
Rodentia now looks confused with everybody having the same topic. Blake sees that she needs to take control, "So we've all heard, this will be investigated at a later time. For now, let us focus on the reason I've called this meeting. The monthly report of criminal activity." She taps on the table, a holographic map of Remnant appears on it. It suddenly highlights most areas of the Four Kingdoms red and blue, while the outskirts are mixed with red, blue and gray.
"Over the course of 5 years, we've set up Branches and set the goal of improving the organization's relationship with Humans and Faunus. So far, we have a positive relationship with the former oppressive company known as the Schnee Dust Company. That's all we've done. The former White Fang, commonly known as Reds still want humanity to become their slaves and are willing to do anything to stop us. Such as Incident 4." She nods to Ilia.
"Incident 4 was a devastating event. A female Spider Faunus, Trifa hid various bombs around the stage and herself during a public interview. Hundreds of people were injured, including a severe number of members. Many of the bomb positions were placed near Humans and a on-goer who I recognized accused us of planting this. The Mistral Branch was requested to relinquished all firearms and lethal weaponry. But my Branch isn't the only one being harsh upon."
"Despite the non-discriminatory citizens, the people have protested us to leave Vacuo for our previous actions. Unfortunately, I've found out that some of my members are actively partaking in black market trading, particularly all of our personal. We've lost more members because of this. I only have the number for a skeleton crew."
"At least you're not getting bombarded by requests to be integrated into the Atlas military. General Ironwood is constantly railing my ass to join, despite that a lot of my people are ex-military. But now, I have a little militarian society." Flynt suddenly looks behind him, a White Fang member shows up, "What is it?"
"Sir, General Ironwood-"
"Tell him again that I won't take his proposal. I will not let my Branch get married to his military!"
"But sir-"
"Tell him that."
"He sent Specialist Schnee for a negotiation."
Flynt pinches his nose in response, slightly lifting his visor, "I better take this. Laters." His hologram disappears from the meeting, with the projector in Blake's perspective turning off.
A voice is heard through Ilia's hologram, "Hey Ilia?"
"Yeah, Neptune?"
"The scanners just lost the team's signals you sent."
"What?!" She gets up, running out of the projector' range. Neptune comes into view before turning off the projector.
Brawnz Ni looks uncertain, "Is this meeting concluded then?"
"Yes, Brawnz, it's done." She turns off her projector, walking out of the room, rubbing her temples.
(Somewhere in the forest)
Asoar and Cyrin start to return to the camp, with Cyrin carries herbs and berries in her bag while the older sister carrying a dead turkey and mumbling as well. "Welp, breakfast is going to be fast. Right, sis?" She hears more mumbling from her mature, older sister, "Sis?" Cyrin decides to hear what her sister is saying.
"More mass, really? Does he really see that?"
"A bug just landed on your chest."
"What?!" She drops the turkey, scrambling. She looks at her in realization, "Cyrin!" Asoar kneels down to pick up the bird caress.
"I'm sorry but I can't your stupid mumbling, lil bitchy self!"
Asoar drops the turkey, "Oh, we're fucking doing this again."
"Yeah, we fucking are."
"Ok, then. Well, I'm not playing." She picks up the turkey again, going more ahead of Cyrin.
"Really... Ok, fuckin walk away. We're going to the same place, dumbass." She pull up one of the straps, shaking her head and sighing. She walks to her sister, looking down, "Soar, you really ought to have..." She notices her sister's wide-eyed look, "What are you looking at?"
Looking at the direction, she sees why. "Raahh!" Ares is being pinned by Red and Jaune on a tree. He pushes them back with open palms, forcing Jaune to slam on the floor while lightly forcing Red off. The mutated bull charges back, throwing a right hook. The Grim-min stops it with his left forearm, punching Red's chest with his right. "Ah! Oh, you were right about one thing, Ares."
"What's that?"
"You... hit like a softie!" Red throws barrages of fists at Ares. Behind them, Jaune flips himself back on his feet, instead of recovering his fatigue, he immediately runs back at the 1v1 brawl, fist up. Ares continues to play defensive, blocking and deflecting Red's attacks. Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen-
What are you doing?
Counting. He lunges at Red's incoming right fist with his left hand, twisting him around as a human shield when Jaune comes close. He makes impact onto Red's unprotected face. "Ow!" Ares lets go of him and kicks him to Jaune. He props him back up after he catches him, "Thanks."
"Stay focused." They nod at one another and starts to run at the sole survivor. He blocks both their attacks, grabbing their arms and pulling them in. Jaune and Red punches his face and pulls him instead, clotheslining him to the floor. They relax, though it was their one mistake as Ares grabs their legs to drag them down. He kneels back up and places his hands their throats. They soon struggle with breathing, clawing at his nerveless arms.
"What are you three doing!?" Asoar gets their attention. "Why are you all fighting!"
"Aww, I was enjoying it." Cyrin says. Instead of getting a response, Ares starts to snuff a chuckle, his stomach reeling in and out, but he can't hold and begins to laugh with a deep tone yet sounds joyful. The other two begin to chuckle but not as strong as Ares's. "Ok, this a inside joke or what?"
Red eventually stops but Jaune and Ares continue, "Honestly, I don't even know why we started to." Ares bellows out a even louder laugh, "Though Ares seems to have a better insight."
(Into the eyes of Ares)
Gods, what is this feeling? I feel excited and joyful. My lungs are retracting and expanding, gods, I love this feeling... Shaking my head, I stop it. "That was... Exhilarating."
"Dude, you were laughing for a solid 2 minutes." Cyrin says.
"Laughing..."
Father, Father!
What is it, Aislinn?
Look! It's a little bug in the water! It's so weird looking.
That child, is a tadpole. And it'll become a beautiful frog.
Hahaha, really Father, a frog?
And when it becomes that frog, we'll cook it and eats it's legs! Speaking of legs, I've just made some.
Really?
Lets go eat some, Aislinn.
"Yo!" I hear. Looking up, I see Asoar and Cyrin looking at me. "Ares, you froze on the spot man."
"I was... caught in some thoughts." I lie once more. Something is coming, multiple footsteps though muffled. Paw pads? "A group of creatures are coming."
"What?" Red says. Can you tell what kind?
They're muffled, as if they have padding on their feet. I'm hearing too many, possibly quadrupedal creatures.
There's a lot of animals with that type you described. But with the local area... It could be-
"Ying Wolves!" Asoar's voice loudens. Looking at their way, four Beowolf-like creatures emerge from the shrubs and bushes. They look quite vicious, they have no fear in their yellow eyes surrounded by white fur. That white fur extends from the eyes to the snout, almost like a pattern. "Shit, I thought they were migrating."
Asoar steps back, as well as Cyrin to the fire. "They're supposed to. What brought them?" One of them snarls and charges at Adam. He quickly slides out Wilt, slicing the wolf's body. His hair glowed briefly, getting blood on Wilt. Two more run at Jaune, snarling with no mercy in their minds. Reacting quickly, my body runs to him, grabbing one by the neck and snapping it. The other one charges Jaune, but his sheath props out, blocking him from the jaws. He pushes it back and slams it down.
I look back to Cyrin and Asoar and order them, "Stay behind us!" Raah! Swiveling back to the front, two Wolves have bitten down on my vessel' forelimbs. They've bitten below my wrists, I can't get a grip on them!
(Bird's eye view)
While the three proficient warriors fight the wave of wild canines, one slips behind them and silently approaches Asoar. It starts to pick up its pace, as it quietly makes it approach. The Ying wolf finally comes out and jumps at Asoar. But Cyrin reacts quickly by grabbing a long flaming stick from the campfire. "Sis, hit it!" Cyrin shouts. Asoar looks around to hit the wolf.
"Got something!" Asoar whacks the wolf on the head with a frying pan. Cyrin looks at the pan in question, eyebrows scrunching with confusion along with snapping to the pan and her sister. "What?! It was the only thing!"
"Didn't you bring knives?"
"Fair point... But fuck it." She swings it to a sneaking wolf on her right and another coming midair. Cyrin sees another and sticks the flaming end to the wolf's snout. Back in front, Red continues to use the energy he acquired from the last fight, using a small amount to instantly kill the wolves, Jaune flips away a dead wolf on his shield while Ares is still struggling with the two wolves biting into him. The elder blue-dressed woman knocks out a wolf to the ground, looking to Ares, "Mr. Dougal! You need some help!?"
"No, I got-" A wolf bites into his left tendon, ripping it off, "RRRaaaaahhh!" he falls down, giving more ambushing wolves access, two bite on above his feet, pulling them away. "Let go!"
"Ares!" Asoar runs to him, but sees that Cyrin is getting pinned by two wolves trying to bite her with the now snuffed stick between, running back to her. A wolf snatches her pan by the rims and begins to it from her grip, "Hey! Let go!"
Another runs out to Jaune, he prepares puts up his shield for the attack, but he doesn't see the brutish-sized wolf coming from his flank. It headbutts Jaune off his feet, tossing his sword and shield in the process. The wolf jumps at him, forcing him to stop it with his forearm, the wolf snaps and drools down on him as he tries to reach for his sword. "Shit!" Three more stalks around him, snarling and canines out.
In front of him, Red slices a wolf head cleanly, holding Wilt with both hands, audibly exhausted, "How many are there?" He sheathes back Wilt and tries to recharge his Moonslice Semblance but he doesn't see anything glow or feel the sense of power. "Dammit, I'm-" A wolf lunges at him, going for a snap to the face. Adam gets Wilt halfway out, having it at the wolf's neck.
Coming out of the shrubs is another Ying Wolf but it's considerably larger than the rest. Sporting visibly large fangs from top to bottom, making its presence and standing known to Ares. As the Alpha Wolf readies itself to kill him, its attention turns to a small, wincing wolf, shaking its head and convulses, whimpering in pain. Rolling over in the ground, the Alpha walks over, tilting its head at the crazy-looking juvenile. In a blink of a eye, the juvie snaps down on the Alpha's throat.
All of the wolves stops their attack as they watch the juvie and Alpha struggle. It's a short one-sided affair as the juvie audibly snaps the Alpha' neck. Small white spikes grow, lining on the spine, it looks back at the pack with red rings surrounding its yellow eyes. It bares its teeth out, showing four fangs on the top and bottom. Ears flap straight up as well as the tail.
All while the wolves' ears lays flat on top of their heads, tails between their legs and slumping down. "They're submitting." Ares deduces. Ares holds his rapidly healing wrists, looking at the Grimmified Wolf. "Hmm. Must've eaten my tendon."
Jaune gets up, grabbing Croceas Mors and turning his shield into sheath mode, "Really? How can... Never mind." He walks to Red, extending his hand out. While he helps Red up, the sister dust themselves.
Ares kneels down to the Grimmified Wolf, staring directly at its eyes, "What is your name, brave juvenile?"
"Great, Grimm-guy is talking to a animal that can't even think." Jaune says. He gets a snarl from it.
"I don't know, its vastly different from Adam' mild transformation. Its eye patterns are similar to his but that's about it. He has grown spikes, his claws are retracted, showing that she is calm."
"She?" Cyrin says. "How do you know its a girl?"
"She told me." Ares holds out his hand to the she-wolf, "I am Hunter Ares, that is Knight Jaune, Bull Red, Sister Asoar and Historian Cyrin." The she-wolf puts her hand on his. Hello, Hunter Ares.
Cyrin looks around in confusion, "Woah, who's talking?" Hello, Historian Cyrin.
Asoar looks at Cyrin, putting her hand on her shoulder, "Sis, you alright?"
"There's a woman talking, you don't hear that?" She cannot hear me, Historian Cyrin. I have built a link to us only.
Intriguing. You've created a cross-species thought pool.
It was not difficult.
So our little chat now has two more members.
It seems so, Adam.
I should introduce myself. I am Juvenile. But I like to be prefer to the word Red had spoke to me with. Adolpha.
"Ohh shit."
(T-L-G)
Yeah, I decided to add wolves into the story because, wolves. Now I started adding some minor confliction between the New White Fang leaders. And Saber Rodentia is a canon character if anyone doesn't know. Though apparently he's supposed to be a gerbil because of his buck teeth? Yeah, that's a lazy move on RT.
And now I just realized I have to create more ranks for the 5 cells of the NWF... More work for me, I and myself! I have no regrets cept for my ever creative mind, seriously I thought of another fanfic idea after I watched Coco. I never got to watch that, it's very heartwarming and horrifying at the same time. There are so many deaths in that Disney-Pixar film.
Review/s
merendinoemiliano: *Smiling*
Gabe2000: Eh, I like to think Emerald and Mercury are more siblings then a couple, but then again, they acted like they just started to know each other. And Mercury as a soccer coach... Hmm, he would just shoot the ball back in RWBY Chibi.
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