AN: The winner of the Poll, and therefore the story to be updated every other time in the next cycle, is 'Shadow of the Force'. For the next Poll, I'm going to put up one poll to decide what fandom the story will be for and after a couple updates I'll put up a second one with the stories from the winning fandom.

AN2: I'm starting to feel doubt about the idea of putting Harry with Ruby as she's starting to feel a little vanilla pairing wise. I picked her before I met some of my favorite characters in later seasons. So, I'm asking for opinions on if it should stay Harry/Ruby or if it should change. Your options for other pairings are Winter, Coco, Velvet, Reese Chloris, Ciel Soleil, Nebula Violette, May Zedong, and maybe Death. Harem is not an option for this.

AN3: I've decided what everyone's special gear is going to be. Any changes would be a result of me adding someone else to their group (such as a change of pairing for Harry of if I just feel like them taking in others)

A Grimm Huntsman

Chapter 16

-Qrow-

Chuckling the drunken huntsman, the adult one at any rate, sipped from his flask and watched Tai give the overprotective father glare to Harry and Jaune. Jaune made sense, even half drunk Qrow could feel that the blonds had a thing going on, he wasn't completely sure about Harry and the half pint though. Feeling his scroll vibrate he frowned and pulled it out, seeing a group message from the Tin man to the other inner circle members.

Admiral Oaken-Penis: Winter is coming and she's on the war path

Choking on his whiskey, and ignoring the stunned looks from Tai and Summer's ghost, they knew he never choked on his drinks, he quickly began to type out a message only for Glynda to beat him to the punch.

Resting Witch Face: What did you do James?

Ozzy: I'm not going to be the one explaining things to the council if she blows up anything.

Admiral Oaken-Penis: She found out what her sister has been doing and is coming to provide a little 'education' for her sibling.

Resting Witch Face: Anything she destroys is on your head James.

Admiral Oaken-Penis: I'm warning you now aren't I? She agreed to being a liaison between our schools and seeing if Mr. Potter wants her as a trauma councilor. Either way, she'll be there in a day or two.

Getting an idea, he began snickering to himself and added his own comment to the group chat.

Oum's Gift to Women: Winter is Coming XD ;)

Admiral Oaken-Penis has left the group chat

Resting Witch Face has left the group chat

Ozzy has left the group chat

Oum's Gift to Women: Assholes! Everyone's a critic.

"Qrow!" Summer's scolding voice startled him out of his focus as he looked up at the faded looking form of his old friend "This is family time, you can go back to texting whatever floozy that is later!"

"Floozy?" he asked but acquiesced and put away the scroll.

"I remember your habits." She smirked "Anything with a skirt that wasn't driven off by the smell of cheap whiskey, that limits your options quite a bit." She finishes off with a teasing grin as Tai and the others laugh.

"Ha, ha, ha." Qrow deadpans "You're as hilarious as always Summer. And it was a group chat with Ozpin, Glynda, and Ironwood…but I'll be sure to tell him that you called him a floozy, or maybe say Tai did it."

"Oi!" his old teammate protested.

"Something wrong?" Harry asked concerned.

"Your classmate Weiss? Her sister learned about her behavior and isn't pleased. Big sister Schnee is coming to give an ass whooping to the little brat." He laughed before yelping when Summer started tugging his ear.

"Language!" she scolds him as he tries to attain freedom, the others offering no help as they laugh at his predicament. Despite the pain Qrow couldn't stop the smile on his face, Summer was here with them. For the next few hours everything in the world would make sense.

-Winter-

"Of all the stupid, irrational, arrogant, illogical-" her grumbled tirade continued on and on as the Atlas specialist packed her bag, having already gotten what she needed from her quarters at the base and was now getting a few things from the Schnee family manor.

"Is something wrong lady Winter?" turning she saw the family butler, Klein, looking in concerned at her obvious foul mood.

"It would seem I should have spent less time aiding Weiss in her combat abilities and more time beating proper manners and behavior into that thick skull she inherited from our father." She scowled "She is very close to getting herself expelled from Beacon due to how she's been acting."

"Is that so?" a new voice spoke up as she glanced down the hall to see the smirking form of her horrid little brother Whitley "I guess father was right in that she shouldn't have gone off to Vale. Well I'm sure he'll be pleased to have her back in Atlas academy soon enough if not here, focusing on the company as she should be as the heiress." The term heiress was said with such restrained venom she could tell Whitley hadn't gotten over his jealousy at all since she had last seen him.

"General Ironwood is far from pleased with the behavioral reports he has seen from her time at Beacon." She said with cold professionalism to the little brat who was almost a clone of their father, from the arrogant attitude to the cruel behavior, all that was missing was Whitley growing that stupid mustache their father favors for some reason.

"How interesting." Whitley said with a politeness that had to be painful to force before walking off. Winter knew Whitley wanted to be the heir to the company and knew his chances of getting said title were better with Weiss as a huntress than here focusing on taking over the company. It was quite possible Whitley was going to try using what miniscule influence he had himself to keep Weiss in a huntsman school to achieve her dream just to give him a better chance of achieving his own.

"What sort of behavior has little Weiss done that is so terrible?" Klein asked concerned, the kind butler having acted more like a father to Weiss than Jacques, even if Weiss still inherited her blood father's racism and arrogance.

"Blatant acts of racism and racist comments to her peers, trying to undermine and usurp control of the first team she was on and the new team she was moved to, abandoning her team leader, injuring other students, and several other smaller instances. She is one infraction away from expulsion if she doesn't get her act together." She scowled, horrified and furious at what her baby sister had been doing.

"I'll prepare your private ship." Klein sighed sadly, the man truly seeing her and Weiss as his own children with how he had been the one to raise them.

"I'm going to go see mother first," she sighed sadly, another victim to the hell that Jacques has put this family through "hopefully she's sober, or at least sober enough to talk."

-Salem-

Frowning, the queen of Grimm gazed out over the dark Grim lands, pools of ooze birthing her precious creatures at random intervals. "You summoned us mistress?" the mad voice of Tyrian spoke up eagerly, the scorpion Faunus having always been eager to please her.

"I have news of someone who could be a possible threat or a possible ally, I'm not yet sure which one he is." She turned to look at her agents minus Cinder who had passed along the report she had read only hours before.

"A threat? Should I kill him mistress?" Tyrian asked gleefully "Oh the beautiful screams I can draw from him in your name."

"I could always recruit the man my lady," Watts spoke up, the man's tone dripping with his usual aristocratic arrogance "or were you planning to use Cinder and her 'charms' to convince him to join us."

"You both will be staying here." Her cold voice made Watts' jaw clamp shut and Tyrian to whimper "I would prefer having this man as our ally so having him killed is out of the question for now." She said to Tyrian who bowed submissively to her will "And given from what I've read from the report dear Cinder sent me he would be less than pleased after interacting with you Watts, he would likely take offense at your mannerisms and find them insulting." The fact that the man probably would insult this 'Harry' notwithstanding.

"And of his suggestion of sending Cinder to bed him?" Hazel asked. The bear of a man wasn't as fanatically loyal as Tyrian, wasn't as single minded as Cinder, or as professionally skilled as Watts. No, Hazel's benefit was not only his strength and wit but his ruthless determination. The man let nothing stand in his way and refused to let any problem get him angry enough to be unable to think.

"A possibility but no, I'm sending you Hazel. I think he might grow to respect you and you would be the best one to gauge the chances of recruiting him and convincing him to join our side."

"As you wish ma'am." The giant man nodded, "Just tell me where to go."

"All the information you need is now on your scroll." Salem said with a wave of her hand "You will be in vale. Should you be able to help Cinder with her plans feel free to do so but this is your priority."

"Cinder won't like that." Her enforcer grunted, opening his scroll to look at what she sent him "If she tries insisting her mission take precedence?"

"Leave that," she stated coldly "to me."