A/N: Hello and welcome to the next chapter of Wilt and Blush. Its been a long time since I worked with this story and am eager to get back to it. Dr. Whiskey is my favorite OC, hands down. Lets see what he's gotten himself into.

This chapter may be longer than normal, just because I want to fit in a lot of content.

New faces, old faces, and a ton of Atlesians. Lets go!

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The Atlesian March

Everything was behind schedule, but it was moving along. It was so hard to find good help these days but Cordovin made due with what she had. The soldiers she had were...inadequate, she knew this. But one thing you did not do was insult anyone under her command. There was always someone willing to step out of line, someone willing to test her will, but she had been scheduled at this post for too long for someone to take everything from her.

When those kids came, questioning Atlas, questioning her will, she was bound to put them in their place. Give her time and she would have, but Cordovin was tricked into thinking they were just children. No, they were anything but that.

They were strong. Powerful. They may have needed lessons in strategy, but they had teamwork down. Using this power they were able to best her in battle. Not win! She gave them mercy, of course. She blames her soft spot for the younger, more useless, generation.

Either way it put her in a precarious situation. She had submitted a report on the battle, her troops, and the mech damage. She had made her people sound strong. If her report was read it would make this base look like a base that fought tooth and nail in the defense of Argos facing overwhelming odds with understaffed members, and prototype weaponry.

The response to the report should be coming today. Atlas military was never on time with normal messages. When it came to official documents, they were prompt and blunt. Often having language one would associate with an iceberg, depending on the state of the mail carrier, ice included.

A young man slammed into the private office. "Sir!" He quickly stopped, saluting.

Cordovan quickly followed protocol, but had no emotion in it. This was not the time for her to care.

"Sir! Two ledgers came in for you today! Both are marked for your eyes only!"

"Two?" She was not expecting any other top importance today. Usually they would inform her beforehand. Maybe it was an emergency?

"Yes sir! One is from General Ironwood himself and is quite large! The other is small and from a Doctor Bronze!"

She grabbed the two pieces from the runner. You could tell the differences between the two. One was large white folder with the Atlas seal on it, followed by the seal of Atlas academy, meaning that it could have only come from the headmaster general himself. The other looked like a small card. Less a ledger and more something someone would see on their birthday, not like she ever got one.

Cordovin put them both on her desk. "Is that all runner?"

"Yes sir! On your orders I would pick up the station reports and return to Atlas!"

"You are dismissed" Cordovin shouted. The man quickly saluted again and ran out the door, shutting it behind him. An audible crash was heard down the hallway, muffled yells followed. So hard to get good help. I thought the damage to the long distance network would be the end of this base. If nothing else I can say we Atlesians are hardy. We don't cry from just a little pain…

First she opened the official document from General Ironwood. Now there was a man. Every man in Atlas should aspire to be like him. Strong, unyielding, he gets what he wants and doesn't believe in backing down or compromise.

It was paperwork on the mech that she was expecting. It also had a certificate of congratulation inside. Apparently she was getting promoted, though her post would remain the same. For her 'Excellence under extreme duress' and going 'above the call of duty'. From this day forward she was a Lead Specialist. It came with an impressive pay raise, and the ability to lead her own team if the opportunity presented itself. She was finally on the same rank as General Ironwood's 'golden child' Winter Schnee.

There was a military gala celebration where she would be awarded her rank in one week. They require her to head back to Atlas to attend the event. While Cordovin had not been in Atlas in so long, she was sure it was just as beautiful as she remembered it being. If she didn't attend it would be a slap against Atlas. No way was she, the pride of Atlas, going to do anything that looks like she is ungrateful to them.

She wondered how her soldiers were doing in the hands of that doctor. She loved to mess with him. She'd known the doctor since she took this post back in her youth. For as long as it has been he has always hated her. She didn't know why, but the frustrated look on his face always brought a smirk to her face.

Cordovin looked down at the letter, oh sorry, ledger, that had been given to her. The runner said it was for her eyes only from Doctor Bronze. Cordovin sat back on her chair as she opened the parcel. It was probably his acceptance for the post as her medical officer. Finally she pulled the last string from that old man. If his own son left him, he would finally have to admit defeat. That would be one more person checked off her list and one more great soldier added to her ranks.

I mean besides his medical prowess, he held himself up. Doctor Bronze was young, strong, tall and handsome. She may be old, but she was still a woman. He would make a strong addition to Atlas society.

Cordovin looked down at the now open letter. The front had a heart on it with the words "A little gift for you' written on it. Oh my, Doctor Bronze! She could understand why he was attracted to Atlas, but this was for her eyes only….I mean she was too old. Though maybe he was attracted to power? Don't get too excited.

She opened it slowly. Inside there was an old report. It looked like a cut out of an old newspaper along with two small pictures. One of them was folded, but the other was of a young woman with dark hair, smiling toward her. There were little droplet marks on the picture and creases on the sides of it. The sides worn like it had been held for a very long time.

The newspaper was reporting on a local village that was destroyed by grimm after an attack. The village didn't mean anything to Cordovan, but the date stamped on the paper she knew. It was the day she took over her post. The post she has kept to this day. It sent shivers down her spine. She had suppressed this information. Not thought about this in years. She needed to make sure that her actions that day never came to light. It wasn't that she was ashamed of what happened, but that in the politically fueled time today it could mean the end of her career.

Cordovin opened the picture and immediately scowled. "Guards!" She heard two people running down the hall at her call. They slammed the door, their rifles up, looking for intruders.

"Sir, we heard your call! What is it?" one of them said when they realized Cordovin was alone.

"Give orders to anyone on patrol! If you see Doctor Whiskey, arrest him immediately, and bring him here!"

"The local doctor? Why si-"

Cordovin stared down the man, a scowl still on her face. Fury in her voice. "Do I need to give you a reason to follow orders from your superiors!? Do it or you'll be the one in chains! Understand!?"

"Yes sir!" With that the two men ran out, not wanting to face the wrath of the small superior.

Cordovan sat back down, still furious. She ripped up the newspaper, but kept the two pictures. The one of the girl because she knew that she must be connected with this. The other because of what it had written on it.

She put it in her drawer, locking it. The picture was of a small village. The same one from the newspaper. The only difference was the villagers and militiamen that were bandaged and wounded on the ground in makeshift shelters.

On the top of the picture, in big letters, it said 'I KNOW WHAT YOU DID'. At the bottom of the picture in smaller letters it says 'And soon, they will too'.

Cordovin strode out of her office, heading quickly but still regally to the head engineer's office. She reached the open door to the small office to see a small man in large glasses mumbling over paperwork.

"-animals I swear, they don't know a relay tower from a tree….might get better results with the tree"

Cordovin made herself known with a hehem that sent the small man falling back

"Cordovin, Sir...er Mame!" He said saluting before hitting the shelf behind him with his arm, sending the paperwork on it flying in all directions. "I am happy to see you!"

"I need the relay tower fixed to send a message to the General. Fix it by tomorrow" Honestly this should have been done long ago. Its only that he was the best Corodvin could get that he stayed here, as clumsy as he was.

"Mame I currently don't-"

"It's sir! I am a higher rank than you, and you will respect Atlas while in my company! Is. That. Clear."

"Yes mame, I mean sir. SIR!"

"Good, now get someone on it. I want it fixed, and I wanted it fixed yesterday!" The man cowered under her gaze, shaking a bit as he spoke.

"Sir, uh… I don't have any personnel that I can put on that. We are overworked since the CCT has been strained. Even before that we were underfunded and overworked"

As he spoke he got quieter, seeing anger build in Cordovin's face. "Are you accusing Atlas of being unfair to its own military?"

"Um, no I-"

"Then you are accusing Atlas, the most efficient military in the world, of prioritizing inefficiency?!"

"No mame! Or Sir! NO-"

"You WILL have someone look at it. You WILL have it fixed by tomorrow. And you will NEVER insult Atlas in my prescence again! Am I understood!?"

He bowed his head, not willing to look into her eyes "Yes sir…."

"Good" Cordovin spun on her feet, heading out of the small office, while the small man rearranged himself back in his chair. She stopped when she went out the door. "Oh and don't make me come back here again, or you'll have a new post, as a private" The man started shaking. He knew he was too old. If he lost this job where he did mostly paperwork, he would loose everything. The man started shuffeling around, yelling at someone to contact Terra Cotta. Cordovin didn't care, its his problem now.

"So hard to find good help these days"

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The day started normally for Blake. After arriving in Atlas and being detained by the military for their impromptu flight out of Argus, they had been given their room or 'quarters' as the guard had called it. They were supposed to stay in the building while the Altlesian council approved the identification cards used in Atlas for foreign visitors. They had been there for a very long time.

Blake didn't mind it at first. She hid away on the bunk in the right hand corner of the room. If she closed her eyes she could even imagine that she was back in Beacon. The problem came when there was nothing left to do, and her pass still hadn't been approved.

This was Atlas, so it made sense that she was still waiting for her ID card while everyone else had theirs. Much to Yang's anger

"It's not fair!" Yang yelled, punching the wall next to the door, "Why is it that Blake doesn't have her card yet!"

"I'm sure its just taking a while because of how we came" Ruby suggested

Weiss looked down, folding her arms over her chest. "I think we all know why Blake doesn't have her card yet"

Yang turned on Weiss in a heartbeat "I thought you were different! How could you say that!"

Weiss looked like she had been shot before getting angry herself. "I am telling the truth! Whether you like it or not we both know that they aren't going to give her one! She's a faunus!"

"How DAR-"

"AND. There is nothing wrong with that. I don't like that they are judging her when they don't know her. They are responsible for the security of Atlas, and I respect that, but if they aren't giving her her ID simply because of stereotypical trash, they need to be changed or removed."

Everyone went silent. Yang still looked angry, but also sad. Ruby was trying to keep her sister from doing something she would later regret. The entire time Blake just sat in the back with her head down. Blake knew something would happen. She knew that she would not be accepted here, where people have been raised to hate faunus and thrive on stereotypes. She hoped differently, but she knew better.

Blake lifted her head. "Weiss" Everyone stopped to look at Blake. "Its okay. I knew this would be tough. They don't like my kind here. Thank you for sticking up for me, but its fine" She looked at Yang, "I'll be relying on you until I get my own card. Do you mind?"

That calmed down, and made her blush a little before she smiled "Of course kit-kat. You know I'll always be there for you"

"Awe, so adorable" a sarcastic Qrow says pushing open the door and ruining the moment. "Now I don't know about you, but I really want to get into town. Get a drink and this place isn't exactly stocked with food"

Ruby didn't like that at all. "I though you said you weren't going to drink anymore"

"I'm weaning myself off, but I just started. Trust me kid, you don't wanna see what happens if someone just goes cold turkey. Huntsman especially. Its the one time people wish huntsman didn't have aura"

Blake could tell that Ruby didn't like that, but understood why. Blake had seen it before, back in the fang. Sometimes they would just die, other times the people went on a rampage, doing anything and everything they could to get a drink. Some of the more zealots of the group would get themselves hooked just to put themselves behind enemy lines when they went off. It was always bloody.

Ruby and Weiss walked out, but Yang just stood there. "You coming firecracker?"

She looked at Blake, then back to Qrow "Nah, I'm gonna stay with Blakey. She'll need some company, and I still don't think its fair that shes the only one that doesn't have her ID"

"Heh, whatever you say firecracker" Qrow turned to look at Blake "Just keep it PG 'til you get your own place okay?"

Yang and Blake both blushed at that before Yang threatened him with death by fist. Either way the awkward tension remained when Qrow closed the door and walked off laughing.

"That old man, doesn't know what he's talking about. Right Blake?"

"….sure…." Blake was trying to suppress her blush while looking anywhere but at Yang. That response didn't seem to help Yang as she seemed to get flustered with just the few quick glances Blake gave

"You know" Yang said smirking "Its really hard to keep a straight face when every time you look at me your ears stand straight up"

Blake, who had just pushed her blush down, failed to hide it as the floodgates opened to her cheeks. "betrayed by my own ears". Blake smiled as Yang laughed.

You know, maybe this wasn't so bad after all.

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Time passed easy with Yang. Blake soon found herself nodding off on the bed. Darkness overtook her.

"It's how it has to be Blake! Humans will never trust us!"

"Why have you betrayed me, my love?"

"I'm coming for you Blake, not even death can separate us"

"Blake….Blake….Blake! Blake!" Blake grabbed Adam and threw him down onto the pillow, pushing the small knife she always carried into his throat.

"Adam!" She pushed down harder. Her intent clear. She's killed him once, she felt no remorse in doing so again.

"No, Blake. Its me Yang!"

Blake blinked a few times, bringing her back to her full senses. She dropped the knife and jumped back, falling off the bed in the process. She curled up into a ball on the floor, crying. "I'm sorry Yang. I thought. I thought. I was going to. I'm sorry"

Yang crouched down beside Blake. Blake figured she would laugh it off or chastise her for being so jumpy. She did not expect her to hug her tightly while she continued to cry.

After a while the door to the other room opened showing a sleepy Ruby and Weiss using their scrolls to see. "Is everything okay, we heard some noises" On hearing crying they went to move over, but before they could, Yang looked up at them and shushed them. Blake, while crying, had fallen back asleep while holding onto her.

Yang picked her up, put her back in her bed and slowly detangled herself from Blake. When she got Blake to let go, Blake started shaking and clenching her face.

"What's going on?" Ruby whispered.

"I heard Blake shuffling around on her bed and occasionally gasping. I thought maybe she was in pain so I went to wake her up" She put her hand up to her neck where she felt the small knife press into her throat. If not for her aura, she would have died. "Blake was just having a bad dream"

"Why was she crying?" Weiss interjected

"It was a really bad dream. Don't worry, mamma Yangs got it sorted out, you can go back to bed. Sorry for waking you"

"If you say so" Weiss still half asleep turned back to her room

"Weiss, we have to help her" Ruby said

"Yang said she has it Ruby"

"But"

"Ruby. Bed. Now. Let Yang deal with it" With that Weiss went into the other room and crawled into her bunk.

Ruby looked back at Yang, still concerned. "Don't worry Rubes, I've got this. Go back to bed"

Ruby still looked skeptical, but saw her pleading would get her nowhere, especially since she was still only half awake herself. "Fine, but if you need help?"

"You'll be the first to know" Yang smiled

"Good, and goodnight" With that Ruby went back to her bunk, shutting the door between the two rooms behind her.

Yang looked back at Blake, who was now tossing and turning again. Instead of crawling into her own bunk, she slide next to Blake, grabbing her. Blake recoiled from the embrace, still asleep. "Shhh, I got you" Yang whispered into Blake's hair. "No one will hurt you while I'm here". Blake stopped trying to get out, and after a while pushed into Yang, using her bust as a pillow.

Yang felt her eyes drooping. "While I'm here, you'll never be alone" at the last word, her eyes closed, drifting off to sleep. Right before, she swore Blake smiled and purred

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More days had passed with nothing changing. Blake still had no ID. With every passing hour Yang seemed to get angrier and angrier. Qrow tried talking to General Ironwood. He said the general had two seats on the council, giving him considerable power, but he only had two of the Atlesian council of six.

Still nothing happened. Yang went from angry, to frustrated, to murdery. You never wanted to go there. That brought her to where she was today. She was following the general to the council meeting. It was easy. She overheard from Qrow talking to Ozpin that the Atlesian council met every Friday. She was never the sneaky one, but she tired her best.

"I know your there you know"

He can't be talking about her. Its probably a test.

"Seriously Yang, I hear enough about you from your uncle to know you"

Yang looked over to realize the grizzled general was looking directly at her. "Was I really that bad?"

"I really hope your not the stealthy one on your team" Ironwood said smiling "I figured the dark one was"

"Her names Blake and that's why I'm here" Yang said "She still hasn't gotten her ID, which means she's restricted to the military building. I want that changed"

"She's really important to you isn't she?"

"She's my partner. I trust her with my life"

"No matter what I say you'll come to the meeting, won't you" He turned around and kept walking.

"You better believe it" She followed him towards an ornate house in the richer part of the city. They went into a large building that held your attention, even with the surrounding mansions.

"-and I'm telling you we don't need the funds from the dust embargo to go towards the construction budget! We need it more with the agricultural district, the embargo has left us rationing fire dust! If you haven't recognized, we live on ice above ice! We need the funds!"

"Councilman Williams I am an understanding woman, but you can't fool me. You have stockpiled enough for years of efficient produce! You just want the extra dust to show off at the next gala!"

"Like You're one to talk! The only fame you got is when the Schnee attacked you at the last one!"

Ironwood looked at the two from the doorway before looking back at Yang. "Listen, I will go in and try to get them to agree, but I've never fared well in politics. I'm more huntsman than politician. Stay here for now"

Yang wanted to protest, but could see the steel in his eyes "Fine, but I will be listening"

General Ironwood took a deep breath, opened the door, and strode inside. The two council members kept bickering between eachother. Both stopped when General Ironwood sat down. He motioned to both of them, giving greetings. Soon two holoscreens poped up from other seats revealing men that looked older than anyone Yang had ever seen. The youngest of the two already looked like he was on his deathbed.

"Councilman Brass, Councilman Chon, hope you have been doing well" Ironwood stated

"As well as we can be with your dust embargo" the older one (Chon) said with a raspy voice "It has been increasingly difficult to keep profit. We can only cut miners wages so much before the unions get antsy"

"Lets not forget the increased White Fang attacks because of it. Filthy animals!" Councilman Brass chimed in with a deeper voice

"I assure you that it is necessary to secure the security of Atlas, but that is not why I am here today"

"Don't tell me its still about that faunus trash that came in on your stolen airship?" Yang felt her grip tighten. How dare they talk about Blake like that! They didn't know her, or her team!

"Seriously we decided to humor you with the IDs for the others because they at least were human!" The councilman from the agricultural sect said, "Its enough that you let them into your school, now you want one from outside that has shown violent tendencies and harm to Atlas to roam free?"

"Listen, mind your tongue Councilman Sprout! They are people, the same as you and I and they make excellent huntsman and huntresses" That calmed down Yang a little, to know that the general was on her side kept her from running into the room and doing what she does best.

Councilman sprout sneered "I think I speak for everyone here when I say that filthy waste of life will never be accepted in this city! She deserves to be in the mines with others of her kind!"

Yang couldn't take it any more. She blasted open the door with Ember Celica, making it fly off its hinges. "YOU are the worthless filth I see!"

"Who?-" Thats all he got out before Yang's fist dislocated his jaw. She got a jab into the man's ribs before Ironwood grabbed her and pulled her down onto the table. The councilwoman was crying out for guards.

"What are you doing!? You just attacked a councilman!" He furiously whispered while struggling to hold her down

"He deserved it!" she said flaring her semblance, "Did you hear how they were talking!?" Yang turned her head to look towards the two holograms. Both men on them looked at her as if she were a bug in need of squashing. "Faunus deserve equality! Blake is my partner and I won't stand by while you insult her!"

Yang looked over at the councilman she hit, who was still on the ground, not moving. She tried to pull up again. Ironwood held fast. The fire left on the door caught on one of the rugs in the room, quickly spreading and burning everything it touched

"I'm sorry Yang"

"What are you-" She felt a stinging pain, and everything went black.

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A/N: Hello, been a while. Apparently all it takes to distract me is GoT and Avengers. The next chapter of this should be up relatively shortly (Couple of days max) since this was actually only half of what was supposed to be in this chapter. I hope I don't get distracted again…

Expect another chapter of The Renora Tragedy to be out soon as well (Should be Sunday-ish)

Until next time, Read and Review!