A/N: Everyone knows that you can't have a good Story without a proper Conflict. I hope that you all enjoy this Chapter. And if you have the time please leave me a Review so I know what you think of the Story so far.

Oh, I just realized that I accidentally put Chapter 15 inside of Chapter 6 when I was in the middle of editing. I should probably apologize for that. Don't worry I've corrected that mistake since.

Chapter 22: A Needed Conflict

A few hours had passed since the Courier had been expelled from Beacon Academy. During that time Doctors had been trying to stabilize Coco's current condition. Whatever drugs she had accidentally taken in the forest had a very serious affect on her. But the Doctors assured everyone that she would be fine.

Velvet and the rest of team CFVY sat in a room with their leader. While RWBY and JNPR waited outside the room. At the moment everyone was feeling different emotions. Blake and Ruby were trying to get the horrifying images that they received when fast traveling out of their heads.

Weiss was glad to know that she had been right about Six the whole time. She was also happy that everyone finally viewed her that way as well. Yang was pissed off, very pissed off. She wanted nothing more than to rip Courier Six in half. No one gets to mess with her little Sister and live to talk about it.

She didn't keep her newly found hatred a secret from the rest of her team. ''When I get my hands on that bitch I'm gonna...'' Yang decided she needed to use a much harsher word. ''No, bitch isn't nearly a good enough word. I'd only say something worse if Ruby wasn't here.''

Ruby had a very tired expression on her face. She was sitting in one of the chairs provided in the outside of the room. Next to her was Blake, who had a very similar look on her face. ''You know what we should do?'' Yang asked, getting no response from anyone. ''We should find her and get even.''

Blake reminded Yang that Ozpin had already handled the situation a few hours ago. ''Ozpin kicked her out of the Academy.'' Blake took a few sips of water that was provided by one of the Doctors before continuing to speak any further. ''I think that her two friends took her back into the City.''

A quick Airship ride wasn't going to stop Yang from getting a little payback. Kneeling down beside Ruby, Yang asked her, ''What about you, Ruby? Can you honestly sit there and tell me that you don't even want the slightest bit of revenge?''

That was a bit of a hard question for Ruby to answer. Of course she was upset with the Courier. In fact if they ever see each other again she'd have to give her a good slap in the face. That is what she planned on doing back in the forest before Ulysses and Joshua showed up.

But right now she had no interest in getting even with anybody. The only thing that was on her mind was getting some sleep. So instead of answering her Sister, she just rolled onto her side and attempted to go to bed. Yang understood Ruby's action, but it still made her frown.

Yang didn't even bother asking Blake the same question. When asking team JNPR for their support, she was met with refusal from everyone. They all found it to be a pointless idea. However Weiss was fully onboard with the idea. Which surprised absolutely no one.

Together the two girls began to devise a plan. In a few hours when everyone else is sleeping they'd sneak into the City and find Six. And after they were done with her they'd be sure to turn her over to the Police. Just like Ozpin should have done when he first got the chance.

Both of the though it would be an easy mission to accomplish. They already knew that the Courier completely stuck out in a normal crowd. And thanks to her friends she'd now be an even easier of a target to spot. What they were also aware of was that she no longer had her Pip-Boy.

The same Pip-Boy that contained all of her equipment. In other words she was also defenseless. They expected that they would find her in some kind of firearms store. Maybe she was planning some sort of attack on the Academy, or worse, the City.

Clearly they had no idea just how wrong they truly were. The Courier was definitely planning something. But it wasn't to kill somebody or start some kind of attack. The only thing she was planning on doing was excessively drinking herself to death.

Whatever amount of money Ozpin had given to Ulysses was now gone, all of it spent on nothing but alcohol for Six to quickly consume. Neither Ulysses nor Joshua Graham, who had recently gotten a new pair of bandages for his face, approved of all her drinking.

They were inside of a place called Junior's Club. Upon hearing that the place had a bar, Courier Six wasted no time at all grabbing all of the money and heading inside. Now she sat at the bar, only one shot of alcohol away from needing a new liver.

The trio were receiving a lot of looks. Either from those who recognized the Courier, or those who were wondering what the hell Graham and Ulysses were wearing. No comments were made on Six's attire, she was still wearing Vera's Dress. Using the last of the money she ordered another drink.

But before she could take even a sip, her hand was grabbed by Ulysses, who had a mixture of anger and disappointment all over his face. Six tried to free herself from his grasp but she far too intoxicated to do so. She felt like any second now she would vomit all her guts out.

Ulysses threw the small glass of liquor to the ground, shattering it across the floor. Many more eyes were then trained on them. ''If I were still with the Bull you'd be up on a cross by now.'' Six's eyes widened upon hearing Ulysses's reference to the Legion's stance on alcohol and drugs.

He leaned in closer to avoid drawing further attention to them. ''We were supposed to use the money to afford shelter so we could wait until the morning.'' He explained, though the Courier wasn't exactly paying attention to him. ''Now we must face for what waits for us in the forest in the dark. The beasts will have the advantage now.''

Six began to laugh as loudly as she could after hearing that. As a result practically everyone in the club was now staring at them. ''They've always had the advantage.'' She said, trying her best to stop laughing. ''Those things are worse than anything we've seen before. Except for... the fly. But there was only one of those. And what makes you think I'm ready to go back home yet? Thanks to you I have to go back to the Academy so I can get my Pip-Boy.''

Placing his hand on his face, Ulysses let out a large sigh. ''You don't seem to understand. You won't ever see that device again. Know it's a part of you, or it was. It's done a better job at keeping you alive than anything else. But just like the Sierra Madre, you'll just have to let go.

''That must be easy for you to say, huh?'' The Courier rhetorically asked Ulysses. ''Seeing as you don't even have one. All of my things were in there. My clothes, weapons, notes that I never took the time to properly read. All of it's now in the hands of that fucking Professor. Why didn't you let me shoot him?''

It was then that Ulysses did something a little uncharacteristic. He actually began to quietly laugh at Six's question. ''Most of Vale already knows about you. Willing to tolerate you when they learned you enrolled in the Academy. But how will they react when they hear you've killed one of their people? You haven't seen their Military, haven't fought them either. I did, long before I saw the Dam. Even the combined strength of the Bear and the Bull couldn't best them. Nor could the entirety of the Mojave.''

The Courier refused to accept any of his words. ''I get that you haven't left the Divide in a long time, but Vegas has quite the Military to support it. Aside from the NCR we've got the Brotherhood, Great Khans, Followers, Boomers, the Kings, and I'm sure that all of Joshua's friends would be willing to leave Zion to help us. Right Joshua?''

There was no answer from Joshua, his attention was focused elsewhere. After a few more careful seconds of observing the other inhabitants of the club, Joshua asked his two Companions a question of his own in order to confirm his suspicions. ''Why did they let us in?''

It was true that Junior's looked like the kind of place not just anyone was allowed to enter. Every other person looked like they were in the upper class. Thanks to her dress so did the Courier, but that didn't explain why Ulysses and Joshua were permitted entry.

And why in the hell was it now just all of the Henchmen who were staring at them? Some of the Henchmen were even blocking the exit. Had they just walked into a trap, or were they simply being paranoid. That was not a chance Graham would be willing to take.

He inhaled deeply, and only after taking hold of his .45 Auto Pistol did he exhale. Ulysses had a Riot Shotgun concealed inside of his Duster. But he couldn't reach for it otherwise he'd be immediately spotted. As for Courier Six, her Silenced SMG was strapped onto her back, visible to everyone in Junior's.

This wasn't the first time she had been in a fight drunk. But it was the first time she'd be doing it without her Pip-Boy to assist her. Joshua wanted to speak to his friends further. Perhaps give them tactical instructions to make sure they'd get out of the club alive.

But he wasn't going to get the chance. He felt someone place the barrel of their Pistol on the back of his bandaged head. The same thing then happened to Ulysses. They didn't bother with Six, seeing as she looked like she was about to collapse at any moment.

One of the Henchmen spoke up. ''I can take your gun or I could just take your head off. The second option sounds more fun, but it's your choice.'' If it was just him, Joshua would have attempted to resist and fight back. But he wasn't willing to put the lives of his Companions on the line. He handed the man his .45 Auto.

The Henchman put on a grin as though he actually managed to threaten the Burned Man. He also enjoyed the times when his work was quick and easy. From how things were going so far, he assumed this would be another one of those times. He looked over to his friend who had his gun trained on Ulysses's head. ''Make sure he doesn't have anything on him, Nathan. By the look of him I'd say there's a high chance that he does.'' The Riot Shotgun was then immediately confiscated from the Duster.

No longer seeing them as any kind of real threat, the lead Henchman put his own gun away. ''Can't say that I know all that much about the three of you. Well, except that someone is going to pay us a whole lot of money just to hand you over. And at the end of the day that's all I really need to know.''

He turned over to the Courier, who appeared to be drolling quite a bit. ''Nathan, take away the pretty lady's gun.'' His friend nodded and began to reach for the SMG. But his arm was only able to make it halfway before his entire head exploded. Bloody Mess Entire bits of his brain and what looked like gallons of his blood flew all over the place.

There was no doubt that Six was drunk. But she was still sober enough to know when shit was about to go down. She was also pretty pissed at the racial comment directed at Ulysses. Which is why she wasted no time fighting back. Reaching into the now headless man's holster, she retrieved his Pistol. Using her lightning fast reflexes, she tossed it over to Joshua.

Joshua then used his newly found weapon to execute the man who took his .45 Auto from him. After the man's soul left his body, Joshua took back his property. And just like that all the Henchmen around them were dead. Of course there were many more divided all around the club. And needless to say, they were pretty mad that their friends had just been killed.

Taking charge, Ulysses pushed his two friends over the bar's counter in order to avoid all of the incoming gunfire. Joshua gave him the one of the new Pistols since he hadn't been able to retrieve his own Shotgun from Nathan's corpse. The three Companions didn't have any time to exchange any looks to come up with a plan. The only thing left for them to do was to start shooting.

This time it was the Courier who would assume control over the situation. She had Ulysses and Graham fire at any of the Henchmen who were shooting at their position from a distance, while she took care of anyone who dumb enough to try to rush towards them like a fool.

It was an exciting and even fun moment of action for the Courier. As for Joshua and Ulysses, they were just trying to survive the whole ordeal. The number of enemies charging them soon increased so drastically that Six actually had to create makeshift Fire-Bombs out of the alcohol behind them.

Not the smartest idea sense she was setting fire to the very same establishment they were currently having a small war in. Eventually they ran out of ammunition and to switch to their fists. Ulysses and Six took anyone on the left while Joshua handled the right.

The way Graham fought reminded Six why people once feared the legend of the Burned Man. He was one of the few people who could manage to frighten her on occasions. But without any real weapons to back them up, the three didn't last much longer.