Ch. 6
"Here we are," said Yang as she and Abaddon walked up to a pair of large black doors.
The stars were somewhat visible as it was now early into the night. Since Yang didn't have her motorcycle, Bumblebee, with her, she and Abaddon took a cab. Now they were in a dark and gloomy part of town. From the looks of it, Abaddon guessed that very few people lived here.
As they neared the entrance of the club, they could hear music playing from within. Yang pushed the doors open as they ventured in. The corridors were dimly lit, but Abaddon could see perfectly thanks to his night vision. As they walked, he caught sight of two men standing in front of another pair of black doors. They wore black suits, hats, shoes, and had black hair with red ties and sunglasses.
When they caught sight of the duo, the two men seemed to panic and ran behind the doors.
"Close the door-she's coming!" he heard them say.
"More friends of yours?" Abaddon asked Yang.
Yang chuckled at him. "Sure, you could say that."
When they made it to the doors, Yang pulled one arm back. The yellow bracelet on her wrist expanded into a gauntlet that seemed to house a circlet of what looked like shotgun shells. Then she punched the doors, the force of her punch and the explosive blast from her gauntlets, Ember Celica, causing them to blow right open.
Yang walked in through the smoke. "Guess who's back!" she said with a smile and playful pose. Although, eight guns were abruptly pointed in her face. She wasn't fazed at all, but when the music track began screwing up Yang cast a glare at the bear headed DJ. Frightened by her gaze, the DJ took the needle off the record and proceeded to hide under the table.
Abaddon entered through the thin smoke from behind Yang. "That's one way to make an entrance," he said. He then saw the multitude of guns pointed at her. "Heh, I've been in this situation before. What'd you do Yang?"
Yang just kept her pose and grinned at him in response.
"Stop, stop! Nobody shoot." Through the crowd of armed men came a very tall man with grey eyes, short black hair, and a black beard and mustache. He was wearing a white dress shirt under a black vest, red tie, black gloves, and black dress pants. "Blondie, you're here! Why?"
"Just showing a new friend around town, thought this would be a good place to have some fun and have a few drinks," she said, pointing a thumb at Abaddon. "Abaddon, this huge fella is Junior. He's the friend I was talking about."
"Abaddon Rizer, nice to meet you." Abaddon held out his hand for Junior, who hesitated before taking the handshake.
"Junior Xiong. Are you really here for a drink? Last time a certain someone came in here, they nearly destroyed my club," he said glaring at Yang. Yang merely shrugged in response.
"It was Yang's idea to come here. I have no intention of destroying your club. And don't worry about Goldilocks, I'll make sure she behaves," Abaddon assured him. Several of the henchman gave him strange looks as if he had gone insane. Yang lightly punched him in the shoulder.
Junior had a look of interest on his face after hearing that. "Alright kid. That girl packs a mean punch, but if you're saying that you can keep her on a leash then you must be one tough shit. Come on, the bar's over here."
As Abaddon and Yang followed Junior, his henchmen parted to let them through. They all shared looks of caution as Abaddon and Yang passed, but kept their guns down like Junior told them to and soon dispersed to do other things. As the duo followed Junior, Abaddon got a good view of the club's interior. It was a large black room with an interchanging red and white color scheme coming from the overhead lights. Six glass pillars and small trees lined the white glass tile dance floor. The DJ had started the music again and the attendees who were already in the club were dancing just as they had been before. As they danced, what looked like red petals began falling from the ceiling, probably to add more color and style to the place. The many lights on the ceiling were attached to a circular platform that continually rotated at a fast pace.
Junior led his new guests to the other side of the room where the bar was situated. Abaddon and Yang sat on two bar stools while Junior went behind the bar. Alongside him were two woman who looked like twins, as they both had the same long black hair, facial structure, and pale green eyes albeit with different colored makeup and outfits. One of them had cyan makeup and wore a white, strapless dress in cyan lining, a white flower hairpin, white gloves, cyan wings on her back, and white heels. Her twin sister, on the other hand, had red makeup and wore a red strapless in black lining, black fur on her shoulders, red gloves, a black bow tied around her waist, and long red stiletto heel boots.
"Fix these two some drinks would ya," Junior told the twins before he exited the bar. "I'll be right back."
The twins didn't complain and walked towards Yang and Abaddon with looks of disinterest on their faces, especially towards Yang. Abaddon thought that the henchmen at the bar would be serving them, but he guessed that Junior specifically ordered these two to do it since he and Yang were "special."
"What would you like?" asked the twins.
"I'll haaaavvee, a small glass of wine please," Yang said.
"And I'll have a ginger ale," Abaddon said.
The twins nodded and began going through the shelves that were stationed behind the bar. The shelves spanned the length of the bar itself and carried a large number of drinks, many probably from the other kingdoms. The twin in white grabbed a red bottle that was filled with a bubbly liquid and filled a wine glass with its contents. She then gave the glass to Abaddon.
"Thank you," Abaddon said. The twin huffed in response.
"Aren't you gonna ask her name, ya' know, for a proper thank you? Like a gentleman would?" Yang asked smirking as the other twin set her glass in front of her.
Abaddon chuckled. He knew Yang was trying to stir up shit, like Junior said she supposedly did last time she was here.
"I don't know Yang. From the looks on their faces, these girls probably don't feel like talking, so I don't think I should bother them much," Abaddon responded. He gulped down his entire glass in one go and managed to suppress a burp.
"There's no harm in trying," Yang said. She took a quick sip from her wine.
The girl in front of him crossed her arms. "Ha! As if I'd tell you my name. We're just staying here until Junior gets back, but he never said we had to talk to you."
"But you just talked to me right now," he said.
"Whatever," she said. "I can't stay here any longer. Let's go sister." The twins then left the bar and walked off. A few minutes later, Junior reappeared.
"Where'd the Malachite twins go?" he asked.
"Oh they left after Fido here tried to get their names," Yang told him.
"I told those two idiots to stay here," Junior said in a frustrated tone.
"No harm done Junior. They probably had better things to do. I can tell they must have high standards," Abaddon surmised.
Junior nodded. "That is true. A few of my men have tried to sweet talk them, but they never prevail. The one in white is named Melanie and her sister is Militia. If you really want to get to know them, then you'd have to earn their respect."
"Noted," Yang said before grabbing Abaddon's arm. "Come on wolf boy, let's dance!"
Yang pulled Abaddon into the crowded dance floor. "Follow my lead," she told him. She then began dancing, moving her body in ways Abaddon had only seen few experts perform. He tried to keep up with her fluid movements, but lacked the expertise to do so. As Abaddon struggled, Yang laughed at his efforts. After almost half an hour on the dance floor, the duo went back to their seats at the bar.
"Haha, who taught you how to dance?" Yang asked.
"Jurano did, but I'm not a very flexible dancer and it's been a while," Abaddon replied.
"Well, you just need some practice. Maybe one day you'll be worth a personal dance from yours truly," she joked.
"Yeah sure, I'll look forward to that day," Abaddon replied sarcastically.
As Yang was drinking the last of her wine, the doors of the club opened again. This time, ten individuals wearing black and white hooded uniforms with grey masks entered the room. The music still played and the attendees kept dancing, but all the henchmen in the room seemed to be on alert.
"Whoa, what's with them?" Yang asked, noticing that some of these guys carried swords and guns.
"The White Fang," Abaddon growled. "What're they doing in the city!?"
The group of White Fang walked around the dance floor and came to the bar, specifically towards Junior. Junior stood up with his arms crossed, looking like he was ready to face them head on, but Abaddon could sense how nervous he was. He knew that any wrong move with the White Fang could make things turn ugly.
At the front of the group was a tall, bulky fellow. He was a tiger faunus, judging by his striped orange and black tail, carrying a pair of axes on his back. He walked up to the bar on Yang's left, right in front of Junior.
"What the hell do you want now Sigmund? I told you I have no idea where this crystal you're looking for is," Junior told them.
"Yes you did, but our contacts around the city always point straight back to you," Sigmund said.
"So what? I said I don't know. I haven't heard a damn thing about it, so why don't you just leave before things get ugly," Junior said. His men kept their guns at the ready while the twins stood nearby, ready to strike if necessary.
"Hehe, you know what? I get tired of humans with their lies and feeble threats. I think I'll show you what happens when you try to pull one over the White Fang." Sigmund grabbed his axes and struck at Junior, smashing a small portion of the bar in front of him. Junior was thrown back into the shelves by the force of the attack.
"Clear the room," Sigmund ordered one of his cohorts. The White Fang fighter next to him nodded, then aimed his gun and fired warning shots into the air. This alerted all the attendees to the situation and they quickly fled the club through the front doors.
"Aww come on. I just had this bar fixed," Junior whined as he stood back up.
"Don't worry. When I'm done, you won't be around to fix this place again." The White Fang Colonel lunged and slashed at Junior, only for his axes to collide with Abaddon's left gauntlet shield.
"Where'd you come from?" Sigmund asked in surprise.
Abaddon responded by pushing him away, over the group of fighters and onto the dance floor. The White Fang fighters then charged towards Abaddon, but Yang jumped in front of Abaddon and sent several blasts from her Ember Celica into the crowd. The blasts knocked several of them back towards Sigmund, while only two were knocked to the ground.
"Trying to start the fun without me?" Yang asked.
"Not really," Abaddon replied. He gazed towards Junior, who was carrying a grey and red rocket launcher in his hands. "Tell your men to stand down Junior. They'll just get in the way. Yang and I will take care of this."
Junior nodded. "Stay back! Don't shoot, don't do anything!" At the sound of his voice Junior's henchmen put their weapons down. They stood against the walls of the room in order to stay out of the fight.
"The floor's all yours," Junior told him.
Abaddon nodded. "You and the twins are free to help if you'd like, but I doubt you'd like what you'll see."
"And what exactly do you mean by that?" Melanie asked.
Before Abaddon could answer, one of the White Fang fighters who was on the ground charged at him from behind. The boy quickly withdrew one of the shorts swords from his right gauntlet and back stabbed the fighter through his chest. The fighter began to spit up blood for a few seconds before drawing his final breath. Abaddon pulled his sword out as the limp body fell to the floor.
"Whoa," Yang said in surprise. Junior held his mouth slightly agape while the twins looked away from the dead body.
"Don't worry, I'll clean it up," Abaddon said before dashing at the other fighters. Another White Fang stood in his way, brandishing a silver sword. Abaddon easily dodged the fighter's horizontal sword, then quickly slashed him across the chest. The fighter fell to ground as his blood began to stain his chest and then the floor. Abaddon didn't hesitate to look at what he'd done, and continued his advance.
Yang stood near the Malachite twins and Junior, astonished by Abaddon's murderous behavior. She had yet to see this side of him.
"Maybe this is what he meant when he told Blake about going too far," she thought. She wanted to help him, but she didn't know how he would react. Although, she wasn't about to back down now.
"Screw this, I'm going in!" Yang yelled as she rushed towards the dance floor.
Abaddon had already cut down the other seven White Fang fighters. He now stood in front of Sigmund and his last two lackeys, but they proved to be more than what they appeared to be. Nevertheless, Abaddon liked the challenge.
"Traitor! How could you!?" Sigmund screamed. He was gripping his axes in fury, seeing this mutt cut down his own kind.
"I thought I kicked you assholes out Vale," Abaddon said in a serious tone. The sclera of his left eye was completely black and the darkness was beginning to spread to his right.
"You guys give the rest of us faunus a bad name, and I grow sick of it," Abaddon growled at them. He charged at the two fighters guarding Sigmund. They both carried curved swords and blocked his attack, but he pushed them both down with his sheer strength. Before Abaddon could go for Sigmund, however, two explosive blasts hit the White Fang from the right which made him stagger.
"Let me take a crack at the big guy," Yang told him as she rushed towards Sigmund. The faunus gripped his axes and lunged at Yang, but she dodged left before the twin axes hit the floor where she had been. She ducked under the swing of his left axe and gave him a dazing punch to the face. Yang continued with a right jab to the Colonel's chest, dodged a diagonal swipe from one of his axes. She then bombarded him with a quick four hit combo that ended with a heavy uppercut. Sigmund landed on his back unconscious.
"Bad kitty," Yang said. She dusted herself off and turned to see how her friend was doing.
Abaddon had sheathed his swords as he dodged the attacks from Sigmund's last two subordinates. He smiled, much to their frustration, as he was clearly toying with them. The duo tried picking up the pace, but to no avail as they still couldn't touch Abaddon.
"Rarrrgh! Stay still!" one of them growled.
Abaddon laughed a bit at their efforts. He grabbed the blade of both their swords with his bare hands, as his semblance had increased his durability to the point that they couldn't cut him. Abaddon then kicked the one on his right in the chest, which caused him to clutch his stomach. The boy grabbed the second fighter by the wrist and threw him into the bar. Abaddon had used enough force to hurt his opponent, but not enough to damage the bar itself.
The White Fang fighter's mask had come off, revealing a girl with brunette hair and rabbit ears. She shook her head, but it didn't help to take away the blurriness in her vision. As she looked up from her position on the floor, her brown eyes gazed at Abaddon's form.
As Abaddon was walking towards her, he felt Yang's hand grab his right shoulder. He looked at her and saw a look of concern on her face.
"Abaddon, please…don't. I don't know what you have against the White Fang, but you don't need to kill them," she said.
"Not all of them," he said, shrugging her off. He walked up to the rabbit faunus and knelt down so he was eye level with her. "My name is Abaddon, and unlike the others, I've noticed that you and your partner here seem like you don't wish to fight. Why is that?"
The girl didn't know what to say to him. Not only was he strong, but the darkness in his eyes scared her. "It's true that we don't, but we have little choice. I…I was taken from my home a few years back and told that if I did what Sigmund wanted, then my sister would be safe and I could see her again," she stuttered.
Abaddon stared at the girl for a moment before the sclera in his eyes turned white once more. "A few years is a long time. Seems to me like they lied to keep you in line. Maybe I can help," he said as he stood up and held out a hand towards her. The rabbit faunus hesitated at first, but took Abaddon's hand as he helped her to her feet.
Yang stood next to Abaddon with her arms crossed. "Making promises huh Fido?" she chuckled, but they all turned when a loud moan came from the other White Fang who was on the ground. He slowly got to his feet and looked at them. His teeth gritted together when he saw the rabbit faunus with her mask off.
"Remora, why did you take off your mask? We're supposed keep our faces hidden! Get away from them!" Remora's partner exclaimed. He reached for his sword, but remembered that he dropped it after he collapsed. Looking around, he found it laying near Yang's feet.
"Klyde, wait. I think they can help us," Remora said. She was still scared of him, but ever since being forced to join the White Fang she never got any closer to her goal. At this rate, she wanted all the help she could get.
"This guy just killed the other faunus like they were child's play. How can we trust him?!" Klyde screamed. He still wasn't convinced by the offer and held his fists up in a defensive position.
"It's been years since we were forced to join the White Fang. They always said that we'll see our family again, but we've never been closer to our goal. Please Klyde," Remora responded.
Letting those words soak in, Klyde lowered his guard. He slowly took off his mask to show his dark blue eyes, short cream colored hair, small ram horns, and dark skin. He walked up to Remora and held her hands in his. "Alright, if you can go along with this, then so will I," he told her. Remora responded with a kiss on Klyde's cheek.
Abaddon turned to Yang, who was giving him a weird look. "No Yang," he simply said.
"Oh come on, we're in the spur of the moment here," she joked.
"This is their small moment, not ours," Abaddon replied.
Yang laughed, but then froze for a second after she looked back towards Klyde and Remora. Abaddon followed her gaze and saw Sigmund standing behind the couple with both his axes raised to attack. Abaddon quickly grabbed both Remora and Klyde. He made them duck down as Yang fired multiple blasts that bombarded Sigmund's chest, causing him fall back. Abaddon let go of the two faunus and jumped on Sigmund as the latter was trying to regain his balance. He put the big guy in a tight headlock and pulled him away from the others.
"Let me go you traitorous shit! I'll kill both you and you're damn human bimbo!" Sigmund screamed as he struggled.
"Look away," Abaddon told the others.
They did as they were told and looked the opposite way.
"What're you going to do? Don't! Stop iiiiiittt!"
CRACK!
Sigmund's lifeless form fell to the floor at Abaddon's feet. Abaddon walked away from the body and stood in front of Yang. She put a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"You ok?" she asked.
"Yeah. It's nothing. It doesn't really bother me," he said to her. Abaddon turned towards Remora. "Hey Remora, what's your sister's name? For all we know, she could be in Vale right now."
And much to Abaddon's surprise, she said, "My sister's name is Velvet, Velvet Scarlatina."
