A/N: Hello and welcome back to Wilt and Blush! This will fill in some more information and try to answer some questions (While also leaving more!). I hope you liked Yang and Blakes interactions last chapter. This chapter we get to see the consequences of Yang's actions, we get back to the doctor we all know and love. Also some more backstory!

Yay!

SmOkeyPanda brought up the concern about OOC for Yang. I can understand why you could see it that way. I just know that if anyone portrayed my friends and loved ones as 'trash' I don't know many people who wouldn't fly off the handle. Either way, I can understand the concern.

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Results of Our Actions

Two guards struggled with the small man, pulling him towards one of the cells Atlas kept in the lower floors of their Argus base. He had been gagged and cuffed but that didn't stop the small man from being a complete and utter pain. For his small stature he put up quite a fight, holding nothing back towards the large Atlesian soldiers.

"Mah mmfh! MMMffhwh FMM!"

"Look old man, get in there!" one of the guards said picking him up by his cuffs and throwing him against the cell wall. The old man hit the wall with a thud, but in a rare moment of youth jumped at the guard from in the cell. His defiance was met by a kick from the guard and the slamming and locking of the cell door. The old man decided this time to stay down.

A long period of time passed before he heard the opening of the large door leading to the cells. Instantly the two guards that were on watch in front of his cell stood up straight. They had more determination in their eyes. They saluted. A single smaller figure stood in front of them, an air around her as she completed the sign of military superiority.

"How is he?" she asked

"Sir, he was uncooperative!" One guard said

"Very vulgar!" The other commented

"And generally rude!" The first completed

"Well nothing some time in a cell won't fix right? Open it up and chain him to the wall. I have some...questions for him" The two guards went to work without question. They opened the door and not so kindly latched his cuffs to the chain on the wall.

"It is done Sir!" They said while moving away from the man.

"Good, the communications network channel to Atlas should be up by tomorrow. My promotion is in three days, which means I need to leave tomorrow so I can prepare. I cannot have anything interfere with that! Now leave us, I need to have a word with him alone"

The two guards looked at each other before turning back to their superior. "But Sir-"

"Did I not give you an order!? Leave! If I have problems, which honestly I won't, I will call you! Do as you're told!" She said sneering

The two guards had snapped back to attention at the tongue lashing. "Y-Yes Sir!" With that they both ran out, not wanting to face her wrath again, but also with a new appreciation for the strength of their superior.

"Honestly its so hard to find good help these days, but Atlas is still the best of the best. Isn't that right Doctor Whiskey?" She turned addressing the doctor as he struggled against his chains. He wasn't paying attention to her at all, and here she was giving him nice accommodations, keeping him in the best cell she had. That was not going over well. "Well say something you idiot! Seriously how did you become a doctor in the first place!"

He stopped trying to undo his chains at that and looked at Cordovin in contempt, like someone would look at a bug. "Mhhmm?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I can't seem to understand you and your 'language', can you speak up up?"

"Mhm, famm mhhmm!" The small man seemed to struggle against his chains again. This time while staring directly at Cordovin.

"Oh! Right!" Cordovin said with a smile, "You're still gagged! I thought that's just how you and your kind talked. Let me fix that for you" She walked over to the chained man and gripped the large strips of leather that was wrapped around his mouth. She gripped it and started pulling, earning a yell from the old man. At the apex of his scream she pulled a small knife out of her uniform and cut the stitches where the leather was tightened.

The leather snapped off his head, hitting him in the face and cutting his cheek. The doctor quickly spat out the sock they shoved in his mouth, It was used and tasted like dirt. He could feel the cut on his cheek stinging, but he wasn't going to let something like a cut break him. He had seen worse. Been through worse.

"There we go, ready to talk now?" Cordovin said putting back the small knife. "I usually get someone else to do that part, but you are a special case". She grabbed his face, turning his head to look at her. "Talk! You know what I want to know!"

Doc was old, and he had seen many things. Usually when someone gets taken down to a place like this they break. Some sooner than later, it depends on what they did to you. If you gave them what they want there was a chance they might let you go. It was slim, but generally even if they weren't going to let you go, if you give them what they want you could skip the part where they are forced to break you. So he did the most logical thing he could think of.

He spit in her face.

Cordovin stepped back, in shock that someone would dare do that to her. She was stunned and angry, oh so very angry. She used the leather to wipe her face, not sucessfully, but enough to where she didn't feel like she just got spit on.

"You and your moronic lackeys. Atlas is always the same, all words no action. By the time you do finally do something, you act like you've saved everyone. People are so happy to be alive, but they remember. You could have saved them all, instead you play politics with lives!"

Cordovin wanted to kill him. She could and no one would stop her. It was easy controlling the media since the CCT was strained. She could have said he died of a heart attack, and noone would know the difference. But she needed information first.

"How do you know about that town?" Cordovin said, getting straight to the point.

Doc still fuming at his circumstances, not felt his anger deepen. "You Atlesians! So ready to help people, except that you don't! That town is one of the many instances of the failure of your so called 'glory of Atlas'! You failed to do what was promised!"

"It was an unfortunate decision that had to be made at the time, not a failure. I am sure that Atlas would agree that the cost of troops would be to high just to save a couple of villagers"

"A couple? A couple!? Try hundreds! That was not a small village, but you wouldn't know since Atlas only came in once only a handful was left!"

"Villages come and go daily. It was no big deal. We were still at war, I was new, and military protocol needed to be followed!"

Now it was Doc's turn to smirk. "And I'm sure that in tension filled times like these Atlas will back one older military leader. Its not like they would make an example of you just to ease rising tension right? No, you're safe, right?"

Corodvin could see the path laid out. Atlesian politics were always more shaky than that of the military. Where the military would use a heavy hand and put down the riots, the politicians would always try to blame someone. Villianize them so that the people had someone to blame over just all of Atlas. She would loose everything. Forget her promotion, she would be court marshaled and live in a cell the rest of her life just so Atlas big-wigs could stay in power. Especially since she made the call to pull back.

"What if I just kill you, then the story never gets out" Cordovin said with a neutral expression on her face, staring down the chained doctor.

"You could, and the story would be remembered by some, but probably would never actually come out" Doc admitted, "But your people were not exactly subtle when they grabbed me coming into Argus. But only about half of Argus knows that I was 'taken to Cordovin herself'. Oh yes, you should be fine"

Cordovin's cover up plan went down the drain as the same consequences could come from rising tensions if one of the main local doctors ended up dead right after he saw her. Idiots every single one of them! Cordovin didn't say to be subtle, but couldn't they have been more subtle than that? He could be lying, but she doubted it. Doctor Whiskey may be a grouchy, old, Atlesian hating man, but he was not a liar. If anything he was too blunt.

"You cause me so many problems. You speak out against me and Atlas constantly. Several people would say you are the entire reason for Atlas's conflict in Argus. Several would thank me that you were gone"

"But the people of Argus and villages will not, and it will end the same, so what will it be?" Doc smirked.

Cordovin kept staring at him, thinking. Either way she had backed herself into a corner. But she never lost. Could not loose. It wasn't in her Atlesian nature to do so.

"I will think about that and get back to you" She turned and walked out of the cell, shutting and locking it.

"Where are you going? I have some more insults for Atlas stored up in here!"

"I have a promotion to get prepared for, so I'm afraid I cannot humor any longer. If you must, tell them to the spiders. At least the noise will show them where to find food"

Cordovin opened the large door to the cells, getting greeted on the other side by the two guards that brought him in. They had news of the military call, and were reporting back to their guard duty. The last Doc saw of Cordovin, she was smiling, thinking of her promotion, with all her troubles behind her.

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Blake was enjoying herself. She was around a table, talking to her mother about all the things she had been through. So much had happened. To get it all off her chest felt like she was flying.

"-and now we're in Atlas. It gets really cold here, but I'm finally with my team again. Its like a dream come true"

Her mother Kali sat down beside her on a pillow. She handed Blake a cup of tea and smiled. "I'm glad you are happy Blake. You went through so much. I know you're a huntress and can take care of yourself, but your father and I still worry."

"Haha I know mom, but I swear I'm fine. My team will look after me" Blake took a sip of tea. It was still too hot to drink. If she wasn't careful she would burn her tongue.

"There is one thing you left out though"

Blake looked at her mom. Kali was still smiling a large smile.

"I didn't leave anything out. I told you about the train, the apathy, Argus, and Atlas. All that I have done between when I last saw you"

"But you didn't even mention me, my darling" a deep voice said from behind her.

Blake jumped up from the table, startled. She looked behind her, but just the wall greeted her.

"What's wrong Blake?" Kali said with a large smile, "Is something wrong?"

Blake looked around and saw nothing out of the ordinary. Blake sat back down "No mom, nothing's wrong. I just thought I heard someone"

"Was it me Blake?" Adam's voice came out of the side door. Blake jumped up again.

Her father pushed the door open. "Was it me Blake? Sorry for the noise dear, I am trying to keep it down, but politics never was my strong suit"

"Its okay dear" Kali said still smiling, "Carry on, I'll bring you some fresh tea later"

Her father left, but Blake wasn't crazy. She heard Adam. He was here...somewhere.

"Blake finish your tea before it gets cold" Kali said smiling

She grabbed her tea from the corner of her eye. "Sure, thanks mom"

Things were getting weirder by the minute. She pulled the tea to her lips. It was cold. She looked at the tea cup, which seemed to have small pieces of ice on it. The tea was rotating in the cup, turning darker and darker until it was pitch black.

"Now the tea is cold, just like me" Adams voice rang out around her. Blake dropped the tea cup and it shattered against the ground. When she looked up she was back on a cliff, overlooking a valley, with a waterfall coming off the ledge above the one she was on.

She looked at the edge, where a single hand grabbed the side. Another joined it. Then Adam pulled himself up onto the cliff. He pale skin contrasted his black coat he always wore. His mask was off, but his eyes were completely black.

Blake reached for her weapon on her back, but it wasn't there.

"Looking for this" the Adam voice rang out all around her.

The Adam in front of her now had the two pieces of Gambol Shroud sticking out of him. He started shambling forward coming towards her. Reaching for her.

"Blake I'm here for you"

Blake blinked and Adam was gone. She felt a pressure on her shoulder, a hand wrapping around it, a voice right next to her ear.

"I'll always be here"

Black fell all round her. She couldn't move. She was trapped! He had her! She had to get out! Out! Out! Out!

"Blake, We're here for you"

"NO!" She felt that she could move. She lashed out as quick as she could, cutting deep into Adam's arm before grabbing him and throwing him against the far wall. She looked around quickly. It was dark probably night, she was in a familiar room, but with what she just went through she couldn't think. She had to get out.

Blake scrambled to the door. She heard a commotion on the other side before the door exploded inward, almost crushing her. Four men in white suits holding guns came in. Blake was still panicked. Since she just took out Adam these must be his White Fang lackeys.

She pulled up her aura and slammed into the first one. The second one tried to grab her, but she dispatched him with a solid hit to the jaw. The fourth managed to tackle her to the ground. Before she could react the first one was pointing a gun at her face.

She realized her mistake when Qrow turned on the lights. "So much noise! Seriously I know you're young but come on! Wait. Whats going on here? Who are you guys?"

Qrow looked over at the wall and saw Ruby knocked out, blood coming from her arm. He instantly went on the offensive. All four men were knocked out with aura timed precision, Qrow using his anger and stress to knock them all out. He examined Ruby with a worried expression, bandaging her arm to staunch the blood flow. One quick call to Ironwood later and the room was filled with robots.

"Hello Qrow, I'm sorry to disturb you this early"

"Stuff it Ironwood. I just want to know why these four attacked my niece and her teammate"

Blake shrunk down, knowing now what happened. Ironwood looked at her knowingly and raised a hand. Suddenly all the robots in the room raised their weapons. All of them pointed at her.

Qrow squinted his eyes, analyzing the room. "Whats going on Ironwood. Talk! Before I do something I really won't regret"

Ironwood sighed, "I'm sorry to be the one to inform you of this but it has to be done" Ironwood pushed past Qrow to stand in front of Blake. "You are under arrest and pending trial for conspiracy in the aggravated assault of four Atlas councilmen, the attempted murder of one, and now apparently the assault and battery of a huntress in training. Please come without resisting"

Blake was in shock. She thought there would be some explanations and an apology given, but attacking a councilmen? She didn't know what was happening.

"Wait a minute Ironwood" Qrow spoke up, "What's going on. She was here the entire night. The only one I don't know about is Yang, and she should be back anytime now."

"No she won't. I know where Yang is" Ironwood looked at Qrow, "She is currently being held in a cell for attempted murder of a councilman, and pending other charges"

"What the hell!?" Ironwood this isn't funny!" Qrow was not buying this. Sure, Yang had a temper, but she had been in control as of late. She was doing better than she used to, and Qrow knew that Yang would never attack someone

"And if I were not present to witness her attack him I wouldn't believe it either, but its true! She attacked him, and I had to subdue her….I took no pleasure in it"

Either Ironwood was lying, which he didn't look like he was, or there was some serious problems the team was about to go through. "Huh, and I thought coming to Atlas was supposed to be easier than fighting off grimm and bandits. Turns out there are parasites here too"

Qrow was about to fight back. Ironwood knew this, Blake knew this. Even Weiss, who was trying to get Ruby to wake up knew this. Qrow looked from the droids, to Ironwood, to Blake, and finally on Weiss and Ruby. His gaze lingered there before he put his hands up.

Qrow spoke low, almost at a whisper, "I'll remember this Ironwood. Don't forget that"

Before Blake knew it Ironwood had cuffed Blake and started to pull her towards the door. Blake went willingly. She didn't know what was happening, but she knew it was bad. Right now though she knew one thing. She just attacked Ruby, her leader, her friend. She was unstable.

Better she be locked up where she could not hurt anyone else.

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Pain lanced through Adam's head as he opened his eyes. He was being carried by someone he didn't recognize. The man was moving slowly, like he was walking through knee deep water. A look around proved otherwise. The mining facility was burning. Bodies of prisoners, guards and robots littered the grounds. The man looked down and realized Adam was awake.

"Don't worry sir. I promised that I would get you out, and I will." The man continued to walk. Compared to the man Adam was small. This man was built like a tank, with large muscles that told of several years in the mines.

"What happened? It all feels like a blur"

"You were amazing sir. You brought people together. You convinced us we could fight back when all hope was lost. Some people thought that you were just using us, but no, you were there with us on the front lines, fighting off guards!"

"I did?" Adam didn't remember doing that. He knew he fought, but he never thought that he was in the front. It always seemed that someone was there to take a stray bullet for him, to die for his safety.

"You were amazing! You unlocked and opened the doors that were already shut down so all the other prisoners could get out. And you distracted that bullhead so we could take it down! Then, you stole one of the large guns from the guards and used it to push them back!

This man had a very different view of the actions that lead them to this point. Adam did let the others out of lock down, which was more a stroke of luck with a lucky button push and lever pull in the control room. The bullhead distraction? He was terrified, screaming from one hiding spot to another in the chaos as it shot at him and his small band of prisoners. When it stopped he thought he got lucky. And the large gun thing, wasn't even him! His buddy who he knew as claws did it. Claws was able to push them back, but he paid the price for it when the dust went up.

"We lost track of you when the stored dust started exploding, but then I found you in the wreckage. Alive! To think that you inspired us to do this. I thank you, for giving me hope."

The man kept walking towards the far side of the base, towards the outer gates. As they went towards the gates Adam tried to get down, but the man held him tight, a determined look on his face. The closer they got, the slower the man seemed to get. There was a weariness to the man, and every once in a while he would stumble, but his grip held firm. His breath got labored.

Once they passed the gates the man stopped. Looking up he smiled and shed a single tear. "I'm out Martha. I'll be with you soon"

His grip loosened and Adam dropped like a stone. "Thank you" The man said. Adam thought he was going to say more, but he just stood there, facing the clouds.

"Are you okay?" Adam tapped the man's large chest

Suddenly the man fell over. Adam sidestepped as the man fell forward, showing the full extent of the damage. The mans back was littered with dust round holes. The man had a tail at one point, but now it was just a burnt off stub that showed the path they took with a trail of crimson.

Adam didn't know what to say. He was about to touch him again when a dart came out of the trees, hitting him in the arm. Everything went blurry, then there was black.

…..

…..

"-I don't care what you say doctor, we did not bring him to you for you to fix him, only to make sure he would not die!"

What was going on? Adam could here people talking, but it was cutting in and out. He was in pain. It hurt all over, but he wasn't dead, and that was a blessing.

"You came to me! He is my patient! I will not let you break what I just fixed!"

Break? Fixed? Were they talking about machines? No, that man said doctor. Were they talking about him?

He opened one of his eyes. The other was just too heavy to open. Looking around he saw several Atlas suits and a middle aged man in a doctors coat arguing with another Atlesian man. Said man turned around. Adam recognized him. He was the leader of the set of mines Adam was from. The man used to do PR in the mines to tell them how their sacrifice was 'for the greater good of society'. He was a thin pencil-like man that was young for his position. Adam couldn't remember his name though, he thought it was-

"Nicolas, I beg you, don't do this!" the doctor said

Completely ignoring the doctor he turned to look at Adam. "Ah, he's finally awake! I thought we would have to search through ruble to find you, but then you showed up outside the mine complex. It was perfect."

Adam shook. This guy had a reputation in the faunus for having extreme prejudice against the faunus, and even more for riots. What would he do now. He looked down, realizing he was strapped to a medical gurney.

"Nicholas!"

Nicholas picked up something from the fireplace on the far side of the room. "Now I just wanted to kill you at first, but as the mines collapsed, I figured out….well….something better. You need to remember who owns you. Atlas and the SDC own you!"

"Nicholas don't do it!" The doctor balled his fists and looked more determined than before.

"And what better way then to make it something you have to face everyday?" The SDC brand came out bright red. He walked over to Adam. "So lets get started"

"No!" The doctor jumped at Nicholas, trying to grab at the brand. The doctor almost had it before the guards from the doors grabbed him and pulled him back.

Nicholas was not happy. "Why you insolent little!" Nicholas swiped the brand against the doctors leg, earning a yell and a searing sound. "You had such potential Doctor Bronze. To think if that little incident with your wife hadn't happened, you wouldn't have tried to change things."

"You knew!?" the doctor, now on the floor clutching his leg asked worried.

"Of course I did you fool! You were such a good doctor too, but let me give you the information you want. Cordovin was the commander that made the call. And whats even more ironic, if you want to find her, just head home to Argus."

"Why?" the doctor seemed disbelieving

Nicholas started chuckling. "Simple, to prove to you that Atlas does not like sneaking. That no matter what chaos you cause, nothing will change! Atlas rules all!" Nicholas looked at the guards, "Now get him out of my sight. I never want to see him again!

Nicholas turned towards Adam, "Now where were we, oh yes!"

The brand had turned from red hot to a dull black, but Adam could still feel the heat coming off it when the man pushed it closer to his face.

"Know your place!"

Adam screamed.

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Adam woke up. Opening his eyes he saw a wooden roof above his head. He still hurt, but it was much easier to move. He reached up to feel his face. He could still feel the fire scorching his face. The only reason he kept his eye was the interference of that doctor. That was so long ago though, that doctor was probably dead and gone.

The door at the end of the room opened. In came Sherry, in all her clumsy glory. She looked at him, and he stared back.

"You're awake!"

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A/N: That was longer than I expected, and I still had to push some content. Oh well, until next time!

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