Heya, it's been a while since I've updated the story. Sorry about that, had a lot of things to do and deal with and I couldn't find the time to think about and write my story. But updates should get more frequent from now on. Hope you're still interested in the story.

"Oh what's this? Have you grown so desperate *punch* that you've asked a little girl for help? *punch* Oh how far Atlas has fallen *punch* to not even be able to do basic info gathering." Says a person who is in the middle of being beaten to a bloody pulp.

James finally got Pyrrha someone to test her improved powers on. And that someone is part of a terrorist group that's been taking advantage to the already grim situation down in Mantle to cause even more chaos. And right now, the torture and information team are trying to get him to tell them where their main base is located.

"You'll tell us one way or another, it's all just a matter of time." One of them says as they switch their tactics and slowly starts to break his fingernails before ripping out the different pieces of it that are still left on his nails.

After another unsuccessful half hour of a variety of torture methods all for the cause of trying to get him to speak, one of the members tells Pyrrha to help them. Some of the torture team look at Pyrrha with doubtful expressions while the one getting tortured, even when fully covered with bruises and cuts and other injuries, still managed to give her a mocking smile even with parts of his being swollen.

"*Cough**Cough* How disappointing. You can't even do your jobs properly. Now come on little girl, give me your best shot." He says between ragged breaths.

Pyrrha doesn't say anything as she keeps a neutral face before extending her hand with the palm of it facing him and she closes her eyes. For a few seconds nothing happens and every second of nothing happening the team's expression grows more doubtful and the captive's more arrogant.

"Whats wrong little girl, you nerv-" He suddenly stops talking as his eyes grow wide open before he spits out several razors with a black aura surrounding them and a lot of blood following right behind.

This understandably shocks the torture team and everybody else that was there to watch because they've likely never seen something like this happen.

"*Cough* What kind of *Cough* fuckin semblance is *Cough* that!?" He shouts with a pained expression as blood is still oozing out of his mouth with no signs of stopping.

But Pyrrha doesn't answer, she's still in the same position before and hasn't moved an inch, only covered with some splatters of blood. The man's already ragged breathing was now cut even shorter as he's now taking only half breathes.

"I've made needles around your lungs and all the way up your spine, so I suggest you cooperate, or I'll slowly use them one at a time to puncture your lungs and spine until you're eventually paralyzed and die." She says cold tone with the face to follow. I'm surprised to see that she has this hidden side of hers. Good thing no one else from the group was here to see this. Well maybe Raven would be the one to enjoy this little show.

Now that it's been a minute of the man not answering Pyrrha starts to move one of the needles, and the pain is evident on his face, but he keeps silent. This goes on for another 5 minutes until finally the man relents and tells the torture team what they want to know.

"Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Pyrrha asked.

"The fuck *Pant* you gonna do to me *Pant* now?" He asked.

"Well you see…" Pyrrha starts saying in a monotone voice until something makes him take a sharp intake of air which causes him to shout in pain.

While before he stopped after the initial shout, this time it didn't stop. No, it kept going, with each shout getting more pained and slowly getting raspier from all the shouting he's done. The man tries to move around, even if that's hurting him more, I imagine, but doesn't get anywhere due to his restraints. She then slowly closes her outstretched palm into a fist. This causes the man to shout one last time before his chest starts to bloat and get bigger and bigger before it inevitably explodes in a mess of innards and blood.

And there was silence. Long, unnerving silence. Now while I imagine the torture team have seen quite a lot of gruesome things in their line of work, I doubt they've seen something like this. Which is why some of them are looking cautiously at Pyrrha while some back away a few steps.

But Pyrrha doesn't notice this, she's too preoccupied with what she's done to the man. Her already pale complexion turns even paler as she covers her mouth and darts out of the room.

"… She's not going to be charged for murder, is she?" I ask James.

"No she isn't… but I would like to know where all… that came from."

"I don't know, I merely gave her the idea to use her semblance in that way. The rest of it was all her, a hidden side of her it seems."

"… I see. I suppose one good thing to come out of this is that she got her first kill out of the way."

"Indeed, I'll go talk to her. Send me a recording of that would you. I know you have cameras somewhere in that room."

"Yes I do, but what for?"

"I'm going to show it to someone."

"… I suppose it's fine then. Anything else?"

"No, have a good day." I say before leaving Ironwood in the observation room.

(Small Timeskip)

"I'm going to say this right now, I'm not mad at you or anything. I just want to know why you did that. And no you're not going to be charged for murder."

"I… I don't know what happened!... a-at the start I just didn't want to be treated as a kid, but… but..."

"You can tell me, Pyrrha. I won't judge you."

"I enjoyed it Dominus. I fucking enjoyedit!" She shouts with a crack in her voice before crying into my side.

And I let her do it, I slowly stroke her back as she cries out non-stop. And she only stops crying because she doesn't have any more tears to shed.

"You better get some rest now."

"*Weakly* Please… I'm tired. Very, tired."

We slowly make our way back home in silence. I take a look down at Pyrrha who's eyes are now red from crying so much and has an overall tired-no exhausted feeling to her. We make it back and I hear voices talking inside, more than usual.

I slowly open the door and everyone turns to me but then immediately Pyrrha as they notice her current state. Now the additional people there were Penny and an old man sitting on a chair with four robotic legs attached to it.

"What happened!?" Jaune shouted.

"It's a long story, but not mine to tell. You should ask her that yourself when she gets better. For now why don't you let her rest? She's had a long day." I say

They all (RWB_, Oscar and JNPR) nod before escorting Pyrrha to her room. With all of them gone the remaining ones, Oscar, Raven, Qrow, Maria and the other old guy are looking at me for answers.

"What the hell happened to her?" Qrow asked.

"It's easier if I show you." I send Qrow and Raven the video while I give Maria and the other old person my scroll.

(Small Timeskip)

"… Damn, didn't know that the brat had it in her." Raven says.

"That's what you have to say?" Qrow asks.

"What do you expect me to say, brother? That I'm sorry for her? Well I'm not, she's going to take a life eventually. The earlier she does, the better." She says.