Ch.7: I Need a Cigarette -Jet Holliday

Weiss was walked to the infirmary to check on Jet while his team was planning on a welcome back party.

As she walked up to the infirmary she stopped because she saw Jet being pushed in a wheelchair with him complaining about not being able to walk to one of his body guards.

Weiss ran up to them and caught what seemed like Jet was complaining about something. Weiss walked as fast as her heels could carry her, making a clicking and clacking sound on the cobblestone walkway.

"Honestly Talon I don't need a wheelchair to move about." Jet grumpily said, Talon pushed Jet along with the rest of his men surrounding him in a diamond shape.

"Sir the doctor said you need time to adjust to walking on your prosthetic leg, but for today you need to be in a wheelchair."

"I can walk myself to the cafeteria just fine I don't want it, anyways Bishop will be here soon and I don't want him to see me like this." Jet said looking at his hand and then his stump of his right arm which the sleeve of his school uniform was hanging loosely at his side.

Talon was about to respond but stopped as the sound of heels sounding off nearby caused the convoy to stop and the men to tense and ready themselves for combat.

"Jet it's good to see that you have woken from your slumber." Weiss said with a sad smile as she looked at the fearful look that Jet had.

Sigh* "Hey Weiss how are you doing?" Jet asked trying to make himself look a little presentable given that he only could do so much with him not shaving and able to fully get his uniform straightened out.

"I am doing well but the headmaster has provided a therapist for me because I have been having nightmares since that night." Weiss said as she messed with the hemming of her skirt.

"I'm sorry I wish there was more I could have done." Jet said as he looked down in shame for causing Weiss and her friends pain.

"No you did all you could do Jet honestly the fact you survived is a miracle, You should feel proud you got a VIP out of a dangerous situation and held out long enough for help to show up." Weiss said with one of her rare smiles that seemed far and few in between.

"Wanna join us for food honestly I could use the company?" Jet asked scratching his chin a nervous tic he developed.

"I would love to join you just let me message our friends that you are out of the infirmary." Weiss said as she pulled out her scroll and sent a message.

"Well let's be off Jet needs to eat." Heart said but was given a glare by Talon that told him to shut up.

"Give them a second." Wings whispered to Heart.

Weiss walked up to Jet and placed a hand on his right shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile.

"You look quite good for waking up from a two day coma." Weiss tried and failed to joke to elevate Jets visible tension, but the result was Jet's eyes looking even more tense.

"Let's get going." Jet said as he tried to stand only for Talon to place a hand on his shoulder.

"Let me have this at least please just a morsel of pride that I have left please." Jet said loud enough to Talon when Weiss stepped back enough so that only he would have heard it.

"Fine but I'll be behind you so if you fall I'll catch you." Talon relented allowing Jet to stand to which he wobbled but straightened himself out. Taking his first step with his left foot was shaky the prosthetic making a small whirring noise as it adjusted to Jets weight and the fact that it was being used.

Walking three steps seemed to be stressful for Jet and slightly harder for him mainly just balancing which cased a few people to stop and stair at them, it caused Jet to get nervous but all he could do is look forward and keep moving his legs walking over to Weiss and they began to walk to the cafeteria Albeit slowly.

Today was Wednesday and the cafeteria was serving meatloaf since it was lunch time apparently.

With Bishop Two days ago.

Walking into a hanger bay in the H.C. compound you could see the one and only Halo it was a flying bullhead carrier. On the top it had a multitude of anti air weapons below there was hangers for about ten bullheads on the underbelly of the bullhead carrier was a plethora of 50.cal machine guns.(Think the hellicarrier form captain America the winter soldier.)

"Sir, Halo is ready to go." An H.C saluted when Bishop walked past and the soldier followed him.

"10 billion lein that's how much it took to build her, 3 million lein to refill the amount of dust she uses in a day, 6 million lein for ammo Jet is not going to be happy about the logistics to keep her floating in the sky but for him I would move the heavens themselves." Bishop said to the soldier who was confused why Bishop was saying all of this to him.

"So you should understand that I wanted this ready to go yesterday damn it." Bishop turned around and glared at everyone present.

"Your commander in chief was almost killed and we move around like it isn't a problem, the Branwen's attack one of the most important people in this company we should be seething in rage and hate, we should burn the very ground they walk apoun, we should tear down the walls of every city that holds her killing those who stand in our way, but you walk around like nothing is wrong you walk like it doesn't affect you, are you not men and women of the H.C. we are the protectors of Mistral we stomp out any and all who opposed us, we burn those who think they can get away with harming us we are the rock that the weak stand on so they don't have to see the world for what it is, we are the men and women that go into this cruel world so the next generation of families don't have to grow up in a world that will kill them, So I ask what are you are you men and women of the H.C. or are you people who simply roll over at the first sight of conflict, Are we not men and women of stone and iron trained to defend the world itself or are we the sheep that will be slaughtered by the wolf who snuck in?" Bishop yelled as everyone stopped and gave their undivided attention to Bishop, Standing tall they all cheered their hearts filled with a renewed flame of determination as they all loaded into the bullhead carrier except for five squads.

"Pride, wolf pack, sand vipers, dead sands, and sigma squadron I want you five at beacon post hast and when you get there inform Jet what is happening and if dragons maw hasn't told him yet I want you to inform his that I am bringing a very big present." Bishop commanded the five squads got into two bullheads that seemed to be modified for speed the armor on them was lighter and the jets on them seemed to be able to out put enough power to break mach 3 once they loaded up they sped off to beacon.

Present time.

"Sir we are going to reach Vale in 5 hours."

"Good and the five squads I sent out?" Bishop asked.

"They are in vale and making their way to beacon they had to set up temporary living quarters and have maintenance done on the bullheads sir."

"Good they are on time." Bishop said as he sat in the commander chair in the cockpit of Halo.

With Jet and Weiss.

"So what did the doctor say about the prosthetic arm?" Weiss asked Jet as he walked beside her.

"He said it will be at least one day till he is able to attach it to me, they got the nerve connection already implanted but need time to adjust it to my body." Jet said while balancing himself with a hand on a pillar with talon standing near him to make sure he didn't fall.

Weiss was about to speak more but stopped when about twenty five men walked up to them and saluted Jet Who stood as tall as he could.

One of the men walked forward his helmet was similar to the atlas military helmet with the exception of the face of a wolf carved into the helmet.

"Sir Wolf pack reporting for duty assignment."

"Sir sand vipers reporting in." a man said his helmet was similar to dragons maw with the exception for a turban wrapped around his head.

"Sir dead sands are reporting for duty." thean that stepped up was in armor that was fit for desert combat with a shawl wrapped around his head.

"Sir the pride is ready to hunt at your word." A man with a lion's main walked forward but his face was covered in a mask that emulated a lion.

The last man was dressed similarly to Jet when he first came to beacon.

"Sir sigma squadron is ready when you are Raven Branwen won't know what hit her when we come." the man stood tall and saluted Jet with the others following his example.

"Well shit and here I was thinking I didn't have to move a whole supply line to accommodate us great, ok talk with dragons maw about posts and I will confer with Headmaster Ozpin to see if we can get clearance to make a barracks in the emerald forest. Eyes on me everyone else make sure you play nice." Jet groaned out as he reached into his pocket to grab his cigarettes only for him to remember that they were in his right pocket.

"Ugh I need a cigarette." Jets said as six cigarettes were placed in front of his face grabbing one eyes lit it for him.

"Ah much better, ok I have classes so get shit done and start tracking down the bitch that did this to me." Jet said his voice wasn't as cold as Weiss would have thought it would have been, but she looked in his eyes his normal fire wasn't their anymore it was replaced by emebers and jet seemed like he was putting up a front for his troops as they walked off to get their jobs done.

walking to miss Goodwitch's class Jet sighed and looked down his eyes distant almost like he was zoning out of the world around him students moved out of his way as they gave him looks of sympathy.

"Hey Jet since our date was ruined why don't we head out after our trip to the forever falls?" Weiss asked she didn't want to seem like she was asking him out of pity she kinda wanted to see where a relationship with Jet would go and if anything the SDC and H.C. merging would be unstoppable.

Jet looked up and looked me in the eye a smile genuine smile formed on his lips.

"Sure Weiss anything for you."


Hey guys and gals I am so sorry that I didn't post for a bit I got a new job and moved in with my brother, but I finally finished unpacking my shit and finally got settled enough to actually sit down and work on my story tomorrow I'll be working on midnight rising and hopefully get that posted hopefully is the key word here.

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But Jet not being able to find his fire with our resident ice queen help him or will he drown in his own self hate and doubt who knows but in the next chapter we will see what the others are going to do and the forever falls trip.

As always have a good day or not. It's your choice.- Noir.