Torvi ran at breakneck speeds to the east of Vale. She enters the industrial area and stopped running. The sun was beginning set, casting the city into a near soundless night.
It wasn't going to be soundless for long though.
She stops her sprinting and leans against a nearby wall to rest abit. Torvi then hears rapid footsteps approaching her and assumes it to be one of the henchmen. She hides behind a nearby dumpster and as soon as she hears the footsteps, now closer to her, she pounces out from behind the dumpster and on top of the bad guy.
Only, it wasn't a bad guy. Hell, it wasn't even a guy. "Torvi, get off me!" whispered Blake. The shaman hops off the cat, letting her stand back up. "Now be quiet"
"Why?" said Torvi, oblivious.
Blake looks at her incredulously. "Because we're sneaking around?" she said in a matter-of-fact tone of voice.
The shaman lets a silent 'oh' and zips her mouth shut.
"Alright. They should be around here somewhere. The guy said it's in a warehouse with the White Fang logo on it. Surprised it wasn't discovered already" Blake says silently.
The two look around, checking each warehouse for the symbol on it. Just as Blake was going to start searching another warehouse, a loud crash erupts behind her and she snaps her head in its direction. There she finds Torvi opening up her locker.
Sometime after the battle with Cardin and Torvi's talk with Ozpin, she spent her night fiddling with her scroll, familiarizing herself with its functions. One function she found was the ability to call your locker, which stores the user's weapons, from wherever you are.
"What are you doing?!" Blake hissed.
Torvi looks at her confused and just gestures to her locker. "Ummmmm... weapons?"
"Torvi, you do realize that someone might of saw and heard your locker rocket over here, right? particularly, the enemy?"
Torvi just chuckles in response and waves a hand dismissively at her. "It's... fine. Call yours" and she takes Blake's scroll out of her pocket. She fiddles with it and Blake curses herself when she sees it unlocked. She tries to snatch her device away but when she heard a familiar sequence of sounds, she freezes. A few seconds later, she jumps when her locker lands next to Torvi's.
She sighs, exasperated. "We are so caught" she says but retrieves her weapon nonetheless.
The two continue their search. Night was beginning to finally settle into the city, leaving only a handful of people to walk the city streets.
Blake checks another warehouse when Torvi directs her attention to her when she hears the girl cheer quietly. She looks at her to find that she found the warehouse, the White Fang symbol painted on its side. It was not large in that it would attract attention, but large enough to signify their presence.
"Good job Torvi. Now we just wait for the others. Here's what we'll do: I go in and..." but the faunus was drowned out by the shaman who already had a foolproof plan: Just attack.
However, she did notice how determined Blake looked. Either she loved talking about strategy or she had something against this group. If it was the latter, Torvi would be confused. From what she has seen, the group was composed of non-humans i.e faunus. What could have they have done to earn this girl's grudge.
"Why so... determined?" Torvi asks, stopping her battle plan talk.
Blake looks at her slightly surprised. She did not notice how focus she felt until Torvi mentioned it. She also was surprised that Torvi did notice. The shaman can be very smart sometimes if she tried. She sighs and says, "It's... complicated. Let's just say they do things I don't agree with, okay?"
Torvi shrugs and takes the answer. She then began to walk to the side door, surprising Blake. "W-What are you doing?"
"Ummmm... I will walk in?" she said as if it was obvious.
Blake looks at her dumbstruck. "Torvi, we don't even know how many guards this place has. We can't just bust in, guns blazing"
"But... we can... though"
Blake sighs yet again at Torvi's short-sightedness. "We should at least wait for the others. That way,even if we just busted in we have a higher chance of-" but Blake soon found she was talking to the air as she then noticed Torvi out of sight and the door wide open. "Oh Oum"
"WHAT THE FUCK?!"
Blake was yanked out of her mentally exhausted mind when she heard the loud yell. It was then followed by gunfire. ALOT of gunfire. She peeks inside only to widen her eyes at the sight; There stood hundreds of soldiers all fighting against Torvi. The shaman was quick though and avoided their weapons and gun shots and even if they did connect, her large, protective aura helped her. She, at the moment, took out three men. With her having to dodge and delivering quick attack at whoever crossed her path left her working slow in terms of dropping bodies.
Blake groans loudly, which was fortunately not heard over the gunfire, and reluctantly joins in, sticking to stealth and taking out targets from the shadows.
Torvi sprints left and right, swiping any foes near by with knife. When she had the opportunity, she would quickly pounce and hatchet and enemy until their aura dropped down significantly. She would then get back up and start moving again.
It did not take long for Blake's stealth approach to be breached. A guard spotted her and started attacking only to be incapacitated from the cat. Soon, other started attacking and she started to move around like Torvi, only more refined in her movements.
Torvi approaches a hulk of a man, like that of a Viking raider only with bear ears wielding dual hammers. She slides underneath one of his attacks to get behind him for a second where she then transformed her hatchet into its shotgun form. From all her training, she was still a beginner when it came to gun play, but also found that she was, at the moment, better with short range weapons than long ones and so used her shotgun more than her revolver even if it had more recoil than the pistol.
She shoots a shot at his back, making him grunt in pain before turning around and kicking her straight in the chest. Torvi is pushed back, yet continues to shoot at the man until he came in close again to strike at her. She quickly reverts her gun back into her hatchet and she parries him before drop kicking him back. She then rushes him and swipes his open neck. She then slides her hand up her hatchet where she then uses it like a knuckle duster and punches the man in the cheek, knocking out both him and his aura. She also cuts him with her hatchet blade, creating a large gash on his cheek. She moves deeper into the warehouse, hoping to find more stronger prey.
Blake was faring not as well as she found herself surrounded. She shoots at the soldiers, but with every one she shoots down, more appear until she was backed in a corner. Using her semblance and some fire dust, she fakes them out as they try to dog pile her, only for the clone to explode, taking a good number of them out. Her victory was short lived as more men surround her. Just when she was about to act, the wall next to them is busted down, revealing her three other teammates.
"Let's party boys!" yelled Yang before she jumped into the fray. While she was fighting, Blake regrouped with Ruby and Weiss.
"When Yang proposed we 'hit the town', I expected something ENTIRELY different" Weiss states as she attacked White Fang members. More started to gang up on them upon seeing Weiss, her family history fueling their anger.
"Gotta admit though, this is one hell of a Sunday!" exclaimed Ruby.
Meanwhile...
Torvi moves down stairs into the warehouse. She faced a few goons, but met little resistance against them. They were nothing more than cannon fodder for her to sink her axe in.
She enters a large room filled with dust canisters and weapons. It was empty with Torvi as the sole occupant. Walking to a nearby container of fire dust, she stuffs her pockets with some. She learned quickly in her gun training that the guns were fueled by this strange, powder-like substance.
She loads her guns and she moves to to the other weapons. She gently glides her hand over an assault rifle, contemplating the implications of what effect these weapons would have in her previous world. Catastrophic consequences more likely.
She was suddenly shot at the back of her head by a blunt object, knocking her head into the weapon rack. She quickly turns her head to a man holding a rifle at the entrance of the room.
He was a bull faunus, indicated by the reddish-black horns on his head. His spiky hair was red with some brown streak in it. He wore an asymmetrical black blazer over a red shirt along with black dress pants and black shoes with red soles. On the back of the jacket was a red wilting rose over a large white sigil of a deadly nightshade plant. On his face was a white mask resembling that of a grimm with red marks for decoration and two eye slits on each eye for sight.
"Thought we were well hidden. Guess not" said the man. A katana then fell into his hands and he puts the gun to his waist. He positioned it like it was a scabbard.
Torvi knew just from the look of him that he was strong. He was probably the leader of this group of soldiers. She grins and takes out her weapons. The man frowns as if he recognized trash in his living room. "You're that savage from Beacon" he stated.
Torvi ignores his words and charge at him, closing the distance between them and they clash. The man pushes her off before pushing in, aiming his attacks at her more exposed parts of her body. Torvi dodges each strike until the man cut at the side of her neck. She grunt slightly and slices back at him with her knife but she ends up only grazing his cheek.
He kicks Torvi back and even though she could not see his eyes, she knew his eyes were filled with contempt. "The humans call us savages but look at you. You're everything wrong with the human race, all rolled into one-"
The man was then cut off by eerie chuckling. "Like I care... I only... want to... fight and kill. I wonder... what does bull taste like?... Never had it"
The man scowls. "Don't reduce me to an animal when you're the one more animal than human" he said sternly. He rushes her and swipes her stomach before kicking her again and attempting to stab her neck. The man was left surprised when she deflects his attack, slipping under the blade and moving closer to him. His surprise was short lived as she then shifted her hatchet into a shot gun and shot his stomach, making the man curse and leap back. He then starts shooting at her, in which she responds by dodging said shots and closing in on him once again. She aims to kick his head, but the man deflects with his own kick and both fighters are pushed back from the great force of their combined kick.
Though her practice with her revolver was minimal, she pulls it out regardless. She shot back at the masked man only for him to block them all with his blade and quite easily in fact. Torvi growls and brings out her shotgun along side her pistol. She rushes him, shooting crazily at him hoping to land at least one good shot. He dodges and blocks all her attacks until she was close enough to him to strike once again. He slashes across her chest before elbowing her back. He then proceeds to attack her using a mix of well aimed kicks and precise slashes until she was pushed back against a wall.
"I've had enough of you" he said annoyed. He then gut punched her, but she did not bend for him. "Heh. Your aura is strong. You probably would have won if you weren't such a weak fighter"
Torvi widens her eyes at his words.
Weak? Did this bi-horned bitch just call us weak?
I think he did.
Oh girl, you better spank his ass good for disrespecting you!
Torvi's eyes glow red and she growls like a feral beast. She uppercuts him back until she pounces him, hitting him with the force of her entire body. She then spins, her dagger and hatchet colliding with him at a much more stronger and faster pace.
The man was shocked to say the least. He had her right where he wanted her, but then, suddenly, she got a power boost. He then remembered seeing the same thing in the video of her and quickly deduced that this was her semblance. Some sort of strength enhancement semblance from the looks of it. Her body moved so much faster and her attacks were so strong and fast, he took most of the hits.
He sees a small window and he attacks, assaulting Torvi with his own cuts but the shaman barely flinched. She stops his blade with her dagger and she slashes his open throat with her hatchet.
The man stumbles back clutching his hurting neck. He didn't know how much he had, but he knew his aura was running low. If things continued on the same as now, all that he worked for would be crashing down upon him.
He couldn't believe things came to this. To think he would be using his own semblance against this savage. He breathes in and out, focusing his energy into his sword. The weapon's blade glows a bloody red, just like Torvi's eyes and stands ready, but not ready enough. Torvi moves at him at with an alarming speed, faster than he could have predicted. The shaman pounces him, her mouth wide. He knew what she was planning, but had little time to react. Instead, he sacrifices his sword-empty arm and the pain he soon felt was one of the greatest he has ever felt.
As Torvi's mouth clamped down on the man's arm hard, his aura depleting rapidly, she too felt immense pain in her stomach. Due to the close distance between the two fighters, the man awkwardly swing his sword across her midsection but the strike rang true as it connected perfectly.
Both fighters lose their auras immediately, the man from Torvi's powerful bite and Torvi from the powered up slash. She was luck though as the man's semblance was capable of cutting through virtually anything like butter. However, due to her own semblance, her aura was strengthen much like her physical strength so she did not have to die from being bifurcated. As soon as the man's aura ran dry and the bite connected, piercing through his sleeve and skin, nearing bone.
He shakes her off him and he immediately examines his arm, pushing his sleeve up and gazing down at the nasty, bloody bite wound he received. From the look of it, it was going to scar immensely.
He clutches his fist in anger and he stares down at the shaman who was recovering and clutching her stomach. Underneath Torvi's arms, a big slash wound, size wise, was present, but once again, her aura protected her from most of the damage.
He was going to enjoy cutting up this human filth thought the man. The arm wound did little to stem his rage. His plans were shattered as he soon heard sirens over him. He lets of an annoyed 'Tch' before addressing the shaman. "You better pray we will never see each other again because if we do... I will end your pathetic existence. Do you hear me?!" he yelled.
Torvi stands back up and slowly takes one of her arms off her midsection and picks up her dagger. The man knew she wasn't going to rush him again, not in the state she's in but took a step back just in case. He also figured she ran out of dust so he was in the clear. "What... is your name?"
The man quirks an eyebrow at her but returns to scowling at her. "Adam Taurus"
"Well Adam... I'll be... counting the days" she said grinning like a madwoman. This unnerved Adam slightly but he scoff and starts running off to avoid the authorities. He did not get far when he suddenly felt pain erupt in his leg, making him collapse on his knee. He looks back and sees Torvi holding her revolver and the barreling was smoking. The bull faunus widen his eyes in confusion. He was sure she had no ammo left!
As much as he wanted to tear Torvi, limb to limb, the sirens above grew louder and he growls in frustration as he starts limping away, feeling more defeated than he has ever felt before.
Torvi frowns slightly and sheathes her weapons. "Damn... was aiming for head... Wanted bull for dinner"
She walks just one step and she felt like collapsing into a long sleep. She then remembered the other times she used that power and how she fell unconscious after usage. A major flaw she had to work on but not now. Later, she thought.
She walks back up into the main warehouse and sees no limping bull but a load of unconscious goons with Team RWBY in the middle of them. Ruby spots Shaman and how injured she looked and rushed over to her. The others soon join her and look on with worried gazes.
"Your aura's completely drained!," exclaimed Weiss. "Who in the world did you fight?"
Torvi lets out a chuckle. "A strong opponent".
Unbeknownst to Team RWBY, the bear faunus Torvi fought earlier was standing back up. He growls in anger at the five girls before picking up an assault rifle. Torvi catches him before he fires and acts speedily, throwing her hatchet into the man's chest. His aura was already drained so the axe was lodged deep into his chest. He screams in anguish and collapses on his back.
All the girls with the exception of Torvi look back at him in surprise until Torvi marches over to him and stands over his defeated form. She grips her the handle of her hatchet and forces it out of the bear. The faunus screams and clutches his chest wound, hoping to stop the bleeding. He was not able to do that as Torvi straddles his chest and raises her axe high up in the air, ready to bury it deep inside the man's skull.
Yang and Ruby quickly pulls her off him and Yang stares at her with the most angry expression Torvi has seen yet. Ruby then speaks, "Torvi stop it! He's already down! There's no need to kill him!" the redhead argues.
Torvi looks at all the girls in disbelief. He was an enemy. An ENEMY. Why on earth would they even think about sparing him? Hell, why are all of the soldiers alive too? Did they all forget the fact that they tried to kill them and that these are criminals? It boggled Torvi to the extreme before she snarls at them all.
"He... bad guy!... Why spare him?! Why spare any of them?!" she yelled, outraged.
Blake scowls at the shaman and say, "Killing them will only stoop us down to their level. We're better than that Torvi!"
Torvi lets out a hollow laugh. "No... Killing them makes... us better... because we live and they die. Simple"
Yang lets out an exasperated groan. "You're not getting it Torvi!"
"No... you don't get it! Okay sure... maybe almost killing student bad... I can agree," Torvi said referring to Cardin. "But this... this completely different!"
The blondes then regard each other hostilely. Ruby and Weiss had to separate them because a fight between those two would probably take down the entire building.
"Look, Torvi, lets just go before the authorities come in? Then we'll get some nice dinner and say this mission is a success" Ruby proposed. She was meet with a blank stare from the shaman until, like lighting, Torvi shifts her hatchet into a shotgun and shots the bear faunus in the head. The shot blasted a large majority of his face into bloody pieces, painting the floor around him in red.
Team RWBY acts quick to this and recoil in horror and disgust. Ruby acted the hardest, covering her mouth and looking frantically for a trash bin. The other stand froze in shock at the execution, but what made them freeze up the most was how effortless Torvi made it and how she didn't even react negatively to his death. She even smiles and picks up a piece of brain matter and swallows it down, much to their revulsion.
She then turns her attention to team RWBY, with Ruby returning looking paler than ever. She notices their expressions and her smile drops slightly. "Don't like it... then don't get in my way... This is how I do things... Live with it" Torvi states. She then began to leave, heading for the back door. "Have dinner without me... I'm going hunting"
The back door slams and echos throughout the warehouse. After coming down from their shock, team RWBY makes their way out the back door as well but sees no sign of Torvi.
"That girl has no boundaries" Yang states in a low, grim voice. She then groans in frustration and says, "How in Oum are we supposed to help her when she's so damn stubborn?! Why can she see that we're trying to help her?! That we're trying to be her friends?!"
"I don't know Yang" sighs Blake as she and the girls make their way home. "She too dead set on her own principles. Maybe we should just give up"
Ruby looks at her team with a sadden look across her face. "I know she's killer, but... I don't want to give up on her"
Weiss then speaks. "Ruby, just face it. She's beyond our help"
"I don't wanna think that! I know that deep down, Torvi's a good person. We can't just abandon her!" argued Ruby.
Yang sighs and hugs her baby sister. "We know you want to help her Ruby but... at this point, we don't know how" she replies sadden.
Meanwhile...
Torvi made her way into the inner city, her hood up and head low. The wounds she sustained were slowly healing and no longer were giving her any discomfort. Her belly wound though was surely gonna scar, but that didn't bother Torvi.
She growls in frustration when she thinks about how team RWBY opposed her ideas. It was stupid, she thought. The victors live while the while their enemies die. That was how everything is.
Back in Valkenheim, every kill she delivered appeased the people. At most, some argued that she should have ended them more humanely, but they did not argue about whether their lives should have ended or not. They opposed them, threaten them, and so, they deserved death.
It grind her mind how they didn't see it or at least understand that simple concept. She stops walking and kicks a trash can hard. It flies many meters until it lands near an alley entrance.
The noise it produced incited a noise that surprised Torvi. "Who there?!"
Torvi quirks an eyebrow and walks over and looks into the alley. There stood a human man, in a black hoodie. Lying down near the wall was an unconscious faunus boy with eagle wings. Blood was pouring down his head as the man stares at Torvi while holding what was presumably, the boys wallet.
Torvi grinned madly. It would seem that we would be having dinner tonight after all.
Shen then starts making her way over to him with her weapons drawn. "Stop right there! Drop your weapons or this this boy gets it-" but he was then shot multiple times until his aura broke. While she would have liked to savor the kill, she was quite hungry and wanted a meal inside her right away.
The man then quickly got on his knees and begged. "Alright you got me. Just don't hurt-" but he did not finish as his head was sliced off his shoulder.
Torvi grins. The blood on this one looked delectable. Just as she was going to dig in her, her body freezes mid motion. She was startled. What was happening? Who was doing this? Did this man have an accomplice she neglected to see?
However, the conflict was internal rather than external. Within her mind, Torvi's voices were screaming in alarm.
What's happening?!
I... feel so faint
A calm voice call out to the body-less voices. "Do not worry. You all aren't going to die"
Who are you?
The voices were all collectively confused. This voice was not one of them. It was unheard of before and radiated malicious intent. Yet.. it sound natural to them. It sounded like Torvi except more... refined.
"Me? I am your master. And you will all obey me"
The voices then screamed as they felt like they were pulled into cages. The sole voice remained an sighed as silence permeated thought the void that was Torvi's mind.
In the real world, Torvi stood straight up, her posture better than ever before. Her blue eyes turned a gray and more relaxed. She stretches, popping and cracking a few bones.
The sound of a boy's whimpering make Torvi turn her head towards the eagle boy. As soon as the boy looks at the headless copse he screams in terror and shields himself with his arms. "P-Please don't hurt me" he cries as Torvi approaches him. She pets his wings in fascination but to the body, he felt like she was trying to comfort him.
"Don't worry little one. I saved you from that bad man. He won't hurt you anymore" said Torvi. Her voice no longer stuttered and she spoke like a normal teenage girl.
"O-Oh. Thanks" he said somewhat awkwardly.
"However..." Torvi then said.
The boy widen his eyes, feeling as though he was going to get hurt again. "W-What?"
"This deed like this doesn't come cheap. I will need to some sort of payment. Unless...". She then swiftly places her dagger near the point where the boy's wings and body met and the eagle faunus freezes up in terror. "You will let me have these exquisite wings"
"Y-Y-You can have my wallet and everything in it! I-It's all yours!" he cried.
"Thank you little one" thanked Torvi. She picks up his wallet and starts to make her way out the alley. Just as she was about to exit, she turns back. "You know what I just realized"
"W-What?"
"The thing about kids is that they tend to blab a lot sooo..." and before the eagle faunus could respond, Torvi shots him in between his eyes with her revolver, ending him. Torvi sighs and sheaths her weapons. "No survivors. No witnesses for the police. Perfect".
She looks up at the shattered moon and smirks. "This world is just what I needed"
