A/N

Well, Well the shit post Goblin's back at it again…

Okay bruv your last review cleared up your previous ones. Her(Shino's) character and psyche is very damaged. So damaged. Shes got many PTSD's and mental problems. Somewhere preexistent even before her joining of the Air Force.

And even though I consider this a spoiler(Her soul was fractured before remnant) the subsequent killing of her Air force buddys led to her. Going off the deep end.

And aftershocks of ptsd fueled reaction's make people do strange and dangerous things.

I'm honored that people are even giving my story reads and reviews.

Shino and Blake are very similar. Both run from their problems. Their souls are the skittish type. Blakes clones to Shino's 'Fade'

P.s. Sorry if the edge is too much. It's one of my specialties

And thank you for clearing up your last review. I'm a bonehead sometimes. I don't blame you for dropping my story, if you do.

As I said before. Reviews and follows help me lots. Shall we get back to the story? Before I make a 6000 word a/n… Imma go write the book now.

Thanks again Ladies and Lords~

LL14, out.

—-

Frantically flipping switches in the cockpit of the A10, I finally hit the correct sequence. With a half choked rumble the turbines came to life. Pushing the throttle forward. My hand went right through the object. I briefly noted my other hand was doing the same.

Hearing my heartbeat in my ears as my tail wrapped around my waist. 'Get a grip dumbass' Between my flicking form I pushed the throttle fully forward.

Unprepared, my head kissed the seat with a crack. If someone took a picture they'd note the petrified and almost wild look in my eyes even as they watered.

Sure going full tilt on take off was not even close to safe. I probably didn't have enough speed to make it off the cliff. But I didn't care.

The nose went off first and I pulled up on the stick. Next just as fast the back gear left the cliff. And the A10 dropped. Like a stone. Clipping off the tips of several trees. Which in reality should've drug me straight to the forest floor.

Miraculously like the rest of this worlds bullshit it didn't.

And just like that. The A10 became nothing but a sparkle in the night sky. The roars like a lion echoed off the surrounding oceans. It seemed like the noise of American fury stayed with Patch. Like a comforting blanket.

Even in this world the A10 would be a sign of hope.

—-Qrow~

Tai and I finished our battle. A stalemate like always. Frowning I hunched over and gave the blonde bastard the finger. The jackass chortled at me. "I'm going to check on the girls" Tai wisened up. "We definitely should do that"

Tai and I marched into the hall. Only to meet one silver eyed niece and one whose eyes were red.

"Firecracker?" I prodded. "Ruby?" Tai asked. Pipsqueak stayed silent. Yang bit her lip. "She ran"

Just then Bluberries Recogniseable vehicle roared. "What" Tai spit out. Watching my teammates' expressions slowly become haunted. I grimaced. Nudging Ruby aside, I charged through the house and through the main door.

I then made it to her parking spot just as fast. Channeling my aura. I dashed off. Just as I did. The large aircraft started picking up speed.

Something echoed in my mind. Raven. 'You'll never be fast enough, brother.' Off the cliff she went.

As she plummeted. My heart did. Skidding to the edge next to Sum's grave. I watched. Her aircraft ripped up tree tops. And then went vertical. It seemed to float before it launched, straight up in a corkscrew.

Panting. I would've called that maneuver badass. Something I would do. But now wasn't the time. All I could do was watch. Frowning. "Unnnncle Qrow!" my youngest niece sled up next to me.

Ruby looked down and over the edge. "She's fine kiddo" Bringing her gaze from the drop. Ruby had Tears in her eye's.

It made her eye's shine. They flickered bright white. "No! She's not" Sighing. "I meant she's still alive Kiddo" The snapping of branches. Had us looking.

Tai whistled. "When she comes back. I need to tell her. that was impressive" I felt a stab in my heart.

He said those words minus the impressive part when Summer was confirmed dead. Tai didn't think we'd see her again. He looked to age ten years on the spot. Farther back was my eldest niece. Obvious tear tracks marring her face.

Though Firecracker seemed to have realized something new. "Qrow" Her voice was what got me worse than Tai's words. It was the sound of pure aguish. And a hint of her newfound budding crush. It might be Uncle's intuition.

But our Sunny little dragon has more on her mind than the three of us combined. I opened my arms. Ruby took advantage before I even had my arms fully open. A few seconds later Yang paid the hug a visit.

Wrapping my arms around my nieces. I made eye contact with an approaching Tai. He seemed to already be morning. Arms crossed he gave me a nod and kneeled on Yang's flank and rested a hand on her shoulder.

He grimly stared out into the horizon. Tai gave Yang's shaking shoulder A squeeze. "I'll find her" I muttered to the girls.

Pure determination in my gaze. I met Tai's "I won't lose her to" Tai looked to the horizon again. Then down to Sum's final rest. "We both know what happens to distraught huntsmen in the field"

His words brought Yang and Ruby over the edge. Metaphorically. Ruby openly bawled. Yang tensed, pulled taught.

"I need to get into contact with Oz" Shifting the girls over to Tai. "He's our best hope in finding her"

Tai agreed. "She can be all the way to Mistral. In a few days with that thing" Brushing a tire track in the grass with his boot.

"Try, hours Tai" I rasped. "That things faster than anything we have" I shook my head. "Besides those new APTF's Things Ironwood's cookin' up."

Smirking wryly "Her's is still faster, And all round a bit better" Standing up "Imma go get Oz. to help in the search. I'll be back"

With a parting nod. I blurred into the forest and shifted. As a crow I filtered Aura into my wings and took off.

A long boring flight later. I drifted along with the wind. And broke the clouds. I zeroed in on Oz's office window. In a quick minute. I was soaring in hot. 'To HOT! To Hot' I slammed right into one of the large windows with a thud.

I precariously teetered on the concrete edge. Only for the window to be opened. And a green cuffed hand snached me up. With an angry Squak. I was tossed onto one of the chairs. Right next to a frowning Glynda.

With a poof I was human again. "How drunk are you this time" The woman next to me stated. "Hey. I'm perfectly sober" She snorted. "You said that last time" Throwing my feet on the table. "Was not"

"Besides I'm not here for a run of the mil yabbing session" Oz quirked a brow. "Your way early today Qrow"

He leaned back in the chair. "I take it. This meeting isn't for the rest of the pictures and research for Miss Branwen's Aircraft?" Frowning, I took my feet off the table.

Leveling a mild glare in the oldest huntsman's direction. "Going behind her back for that tech wasn't cool"

"I'm aware" he replied. Glynda interjected. "What are you here for?" Uncorking my flask I took a large gulp.

"Shino ran. Hopped in that fancy plane of hers and left." Pausing. "She was distraught, I think she was planning to leave anyway" Ozpin gaped. "What direction did she fly off in?" I scratched my scruff.

"South" Oz nodded. "Atlas. Dose she know?" Shaking my head negatively. He sat forward in speed I can only hope to match.

"Hmm. No matter, I'll let James know to be on the lookout for her. If she stops in Atlas or Mantle. His Ace ops. Will have no trouble locating our Wayward huntress"

"We'd be better off telling the Queen where she's at" Shaking my head in scorn for Jimmy's military "At least She wouldn't Kill the girl via shooting her down"

I received a snort for my barbed insult. "General Ironwood is our best if only hope of finding Miss Branwen"

I never knew how right I was in my conclusions on Atlas 'finding' her.

—-Shino~

Day's later I was idly gliding above some ice capped mountains. And no it wasn't a fat set of pale tiddy. Unfortunately. I was currently. In what I think is Atlas wilds 'Has to be Atlas.. Nothin but white'

Just then my radio crackled to life "This is Atlas Battle Cruiser Fairy. Your in restricted Air space. State your Name. Callsign. And prepare to land" My mind blanked. "Uhh" Adjusting my helmet.

"This is Shino Branwen. Callsign Wraith." Waiting for a response. "Fairy to unknown Aircraft" The man cleared his throat. "You. Are. Trespassing. Failure to respond to this transmission. You will be marked hostile"

"Holy shit" I muttered. I smacked the side of my helm. "Wraith to Battleship Fairy. I'll divert my flight path, away from this area" Silence 'Can he not hear me?' I dipped below the clouds and rolled the A10. 'Where is he?'

Turns out he was about 600 feet below me. All canon's on this hulk of a ship all swiveled to my now visible jet.

My brain's conclusion: That's a lot of dispensable freedom. "Ohh Noo" I gawked. Then they all started glowing. I just about shit myself when a bolt of lightning streaked past the A10's nose.

I mashed the flare button as I violently went into a nosedive. Banking left and up. About a hundred explosions echoed behind me. Shaking the A10. My wings rocked as a fireball singed my tail.

"FUCK THIS!" I admit I screamed like a little girl, a fowl mouthed one at that. Turning my jet perpendicular I scraped through a gap in the mountain. Looking behind me I watched as the rock bastion's peak got vaporised.

In a flash of lighting and a little bit of fire. Nonetheless.

Now I'm shitting myself. Pushing the throttle as far as it would go the A10 screamed through the peaks.

I mashed the flair button again just as a lighting bolt clipped the snowy peaks that I rolled over.

Bad idea time. I pulled the A10 into a viper. Hearing the violent rattling at my newest stunt. I might've soiled myself now.

Another bolt of pure fuck you slid under me and obliterated a flair .leveling out I angled myself towards the clouds and prayed.

Stealing another glance behind me. I watched the floating battleship line up. Lengthwise to me. 'It's seriously squaring up to me like I'm another battleship'

This world was a mismatch of really old things and futuristic bs.

I did a taunting maneuver and disappeared into the clouds. Assuming I'm out of range

'Ookay pick a random direction' pulling a stray bullet casing from Qrow's bag. Funnily enough this shell ha scratched into it…..

All four of the cardinal directions. West and east on the empty mouth. On opposing sides. The same could be said for the bottom. Flipping the shell.

I caught the piece of brass. South it read. "Again, seriously?" looking inside the casing "Did birdbrain weigh this?"

unbuckling the harness. I pulled the bag into my lap. "Let's take a looksie" I flipped it open and rifled through Qrow's items:

Seven MRE styled military rations

Ammo for Harbinger

The cardinal bullet casing

Dress pants

His elaborate shirt

Alcohol in another flask

Bandages

And his wallet. "I just mugged him.." I've gone this far so I might as well take a look. I flipped it open with care. He has an assortment of colored cards that I didn't know the value of.

'He has pictures' Pulling a much older one out I flipped it open and was greeted with the STRQ team picture. 'It's hard to know I'm in RWBY' I guided The A10 with my off hand, on a south heading. Giving the Atlas battleship area a wide berth.

He has a few more so I pulled them out. "And that's a nude" I stated like a robot. Pink slowly dusted my face. "At least it ain't him"

It was a nude picture of a faunus woman. She has peach hair and vibrant green eyes. Her face was lit bright red. Her very vibrant emerald eyes stared at the camera. She had a lecherous grin on her face.

Eyes half lidded. And by my standards this single image beat all the rule 34 I've seen.

Refolding it up I slipped it into my breast pocket and in a swift movement flipped open the last picture.

It was us. Me, Tai, Ruby, Yang and Qrow. in this picture my hair was as unkempt as always. All of us were either smiling or smirking. 'Sorry guys' I took this particular picture and jammed it in the cockpit.

I fiddled with it for a few minutes and finally found a crack that it slipped into. Now it was facing me, half wrinkled and ripped on a corner but it was up.

I sniffed. Stinky my brain provided. I mean I have been marinating in the jet for a day or two.

It wasn't ripe but there was definitely a stench. 'Atlas and then shower'

—-

A solid four more hours of straight flight led me to Atlas. But my plan was to go to Mantle. It's shady and seedy so maybe they'll miss a teenager roaming the streets.

"This landing will be fuuun" I brought my freedom dispenser through the clouds and got my first view of Atlas/Mantle.

The floating city almost took my breath away. "Maybe I can stop Atlas from falling. The eta on that is maybe two years?" I wished I had watched the show more. The A10 rumbled. So I pulled back on the throttle as I prepared to land.

The rear gear opened followed by the singular front one. I gently tapped the rear tires on the snow. Correction, Ice. I flared the air break as the A10 rumbled some more. 'I get the feeling it isn't happy with me'

I skidded on the ice as the tires locked up. 'A couple ton sled..' I slid for a few miles at most. I've killed the engines already so I really was in a glorified sled.

And I stopped. Unlocking the canopy I pushed it open and howling winds greeted me. "Aura protects from biting cold, neat" I stated. Magical world of bullshit.

The city was a half day's trek. I made sure to land far away. Hopefully I wasn't heard. Stretching in a feminine way before I hopped off the A10. a satisfied little moan betrayed me. Snagging United from the nook behind the seat.

I gently closed the canopy. With a hop, I landed with a crunch.

Giving the bird a once over. "This thing isn't built for fighter maneuvers yet its dose them like a champ" I hummed out. With a skip I twirled. Let's get walkin.

—-

The walk was boring and very cold. Turns out my dumbass forgot that cold like this eats at Aura.

So here I am Shaking in the cold standing in the Streets of Mantle. Dust screens advertising Atlas military propaganda. There was one on every street. I mean Fuck theres several every block. I see why Qrow despises Atlas.

I've gotten many odd looks because of my non winter climate clothes. I was covered in the white stuff. The blue hair was almost blasted white. And my forest green attire looked very much like my hair.

I've already tucked my tail around my waist under my shirt. I noticed the lack of bra. So like any normal body's reaction to the cold.

My nippers are hard and you can plainly see them through my shirt. Oh! I finally got to see the absolute wreck my face has been. From my episode.

Lets just say I look homeless and with the half healed not bandaged gash in plain view.

I very much look like a kid in need. And with that comes concerned people to approach. Or one person.

Yeah the people of Mantle stayed clear of me. Was it the gun on my thigh. Or was it the Huntsman weapon.

This lady leading me by my ice cold hands thinks I'm a huntress. I followed her tugging numbly. This lady had fire engine red hair and eyes of the same color.

Pulling me around the corner I laid my eyes on someone huddled in the snow. Another girl around ten years in age lay there. "What's wrong with her Miss?" I then noticed how frail this girl looked. She's the same age as me.

"She's starving Mrs. Huntress" I winced she was too. Both of these girls were. The frail and dull look she had donned on me. "We're so cold" She muttered. I pulled Qrows bag from my back and opened it.

Taking four MRE's out I offered the food out. The girl didn't do anything for a Second.

She made eye contact with me. Dull cyan met dull red. She seemed to inspect me. "Your not a huntress, are you?"

"Nope" I popped the p. "Just another poor soul like you and her" nodding my head to the other frail form. She kneeled down to her sister "Flannery. Baby sis. The nice huntress gave us food"

I paused. I wasn't a huntress. Putting my hands in my pockets as the little girl looked up at me.

"Thank you kind lady" I shook my head, knocking snow off my cyan locks. "Don't sweat it kiddo" Flannery looked much like her sister. The only notable difference was the caution orange eyes she sported. Kneeling next to the little girl's sister.

I brushed snow off her hood. "Stay strong little one. The world needs strong souls" Brushing my frozen fingers on her shoulder.

"What's your name?" I spoke to the elder sibling. "Rory" I nodded "I'm Shino Branwen" Standing up and sliding my bag onto my shoulder. "Head's up girls" I stiffly walked to the mouth of the alley. "You need to leave Atlas and Mantle in a year"

I pulled out Qrow's wallet and tossed the two brightest cards to the girls. "H-hey t-this is too much" Rory called. "It is?" She nodded "this much can get us two ferry trips all ways around the world"

I shrugged "Good, Leave this frozen hell immediately then" I stuffed my hands into my pockets. "Keep it"

And with those parting words I disappeared into the streat. Not noticing an ocean colored headed girl hopping across rooftops. I made it maybe a block away before I heard a thud behind me.

Even in the snow I whirled around. Pulling United out in one swift movement. the winding of gears and United collided with a haft of something. With a resounding clang and a grunt.

My furious and skittish cyan met. A molten pit of pure gold filled with surprise.

"If I was a normal person I'd be missing my head" She summarized. I didn't reply.

She pulled back from my blow and left me in a half guard. "Who trained you?" I pressed a button and my sickle transformed back to a short sword. I spun United around and sheathed it in one swift move.

Still on guard "What do you want?" She shrugged. "There's many things I want" She pointed at me. "Who trained you for starters?"

"My Dad" technically wasn't a lie. May became exasperated. "What's Daddy's name?" I cringed. Never would I call Qrow that. "Qrow Branwen" She crossed her arms "Famous huntsman, huh" She nodded off to herself.

One of those drone's flew by and zeroed in on our conversation. Covering my face I pulled the .45 from my thigh and popped off three rounds at the drone.

"On the run to" May noted. I holstered the handgun "Bite me" I scowled. She gestured to follow her "In your dreams" I snorted. If only she knew.

My Aura trickled back to a higher level. May turned invisible "Come" I held up a finger. A flash of cyan and I was Faded from existence. "A semblance like mine" she noted. Just as fast my Aura shattered and I reappeared.

"Work in progress" She deadpanned. I walked into her bubble of narnia.

—-

May ended up leading me to a building. Which had heat and a shower which I promptly took over She also ended up introducing herself. I already knew her name.

For now it seemed to be just us two in this bar-like building. She told me she liked what I did with the homeless girls and said I'm welcome to use this building to hide out. I did shoot a security drone.

I just ended up passing out shortly after my shower and subsequent use of the bathroom facilities.

I needed to meet Robyn though. May said I have skills they can use. I was kind've huntress knapped.

I can't spend very long in Atlas. I'm just asking to be caught at that point. Knowing Qrow he probably badgered the Wizard for help locating me which means Tinman knows who I am and since Ozzy would use all his assets to find me.

Fuck it I rolled over on the rundown love seat and promptly closed my eyes.

That's a problem for tomorrow's me.