She opened her eyes, realizing that her alarm clock had been beeping. Groaning as she smacked the snooze button, she got herself out of bed groggily, flipping the switch to shut the alert off before it would blare and make her more awake.
'What time is it?'
Her eyes went for the clock, seeing that it was nearly ten. 'Five hours of sleep. Doable, if I need to crunch down a little.' She could not stop the yawn from coming from her mouth, her assistant standing at the ready in the kitchen with a freshly brewed cup of coffee, the caffeinated brew bringing her greater clarity, her hand scratching over her side. "Your appointments for today, Miss Khan." The assistant set the schedule in front of her, her eyes going over the names that had been in attendance. Her bodyguards would know where to go, mostly.
"The faculty at Beacon called earlier, wishing to inquire about an application made that you apparently signed for?" The surprise in her assistant's voice was clearly something that she hadn't counted on. 'When did I do that?'
The memory of the late-night session with the paperwork came to the front of her mind, as she grabbed one of the bagels that her assistant had brought for her, slowly munching on it whilst her mind went to the calculations of actually getting those things arranged. 'A good price for that would be… what? 400 Lien for the paperwork done? Not a bad choice for something like that. Dancing lessons would cost more than that.' The prices for those wishing to dance were something around 30 Lien an hour. Ten hours of dancing… well, that was a little pricey if one had to learn how to.
'A good bargain, someone who can teach me… and someone who'll be gone and dead after initiation, if I calculated his skill well enough.'She smiled savagely, her bagel chomped in half. "Miss Khan?" Her assistant asked again., "I signed off on that." She said, taking another sip of her coffee.
Freak rolled his eyes at Sienna's thoughts. He wanted to say something, but would rather wait until someone in the audience brought it up. He just couldn't believe that some people were as hypocritical as Sienna was being. He looked at Team JNPR and saw that they were glaring at the White Fang leader, who promptly ignored them. The petty problems of these mortals really got on his nerves sometimes.
'We are NOT animals.' Her eyes twinkled, her assistant looking at her with eyes that seemed to pry at her for more information, to divulge the secrets that had been kept hidden. 'Plus… I was a little tipsy when I signed those papers.' She smiled softly. "The young man who we met at McSchnee, he got ripped off. What better way to ensure that his dream of gloriously dying for a doomed cause is ensured, right?"
Her assistant was not sure whether she was joking or not, the headache starting up now, as she sipped more of the coffee. Awareness brought with it the hangover, her whole body throbbing with the pain of her head being wrapped in barbed wire. "Professor Ozpin would like you to call him about your signature." The words were reasonable, yet she dismissed it easily.
'Obviously, the human would want to verify whether it is my genuine signature.' The thought of that being the case was something that she had anticipated beforehand. Some inquiry was to be expected. "I'll give him a call."
It would be needed anyway. One of the people who were invited to the gala was the headmaster of Beacon, with his status as one of the Headmasters of the Huntsman institutions he would scarcely be thought of as anything else than a VIP.
Ozpin raised an eyebrow when he heard that he would be attending this ball as well. 'How strange. This never happened in our reality. I wonder what else is different.' He pressed the order button on the side of his chair and asked for some coffee, having a feeling he was going to need it soon.
She pulled her business Scroll out of the cover, dialling the number that the Headmaster had given for official communication. The waiting tune was a few soft chords from the Vacuan Opera, the piano chords soft, even as the Headmaster answered. "Good morning, Miss Khan." The man's tone was business-like, warm and friendly.
'As if he really means well for the Faunus… His school has caused more deaths that could have been prevented… The Faunus never will reach acceptance if they are forced into the death camp that is Beacon Academy.'
'I knew I was going to need my coffee.' Less than a second after hearing Sienna's thoughts, Freak turned his head to her and looked at her with irritation and disgust.
"Do you really think that the Fannus is forced into Beacon?" He asked her, half expecting her to deny his claim. Sienna met his gaze and answered with a snarl. "Damn right I do. You fucking humans have treated us like slaves since the begining of time! Even now we are treated as property by the fucking Schnee's!" She yelled at him, distracting the others next to her, causing Freak to pause the screen.
"Sure, those worms have not been kind to your race." Weiss's and Whitely's eyes twitched when Freak insulted their family once more. "But Fannus was never forced into Beacon or any school like. Take Blake for example, who lied about her past so Ozpin would accept her." Blake wanted to shout at him, but her mother put a hand on her shoulder, calming her down. "Ozpin or any of the Headmaster's of Huntsman schools have no authority to force anyone into their school."
'Though maybe with a few exceptional grey eyed individuals.' Freak said the last sentence to himself, to avoid spoiling the future. Sienna looked ready to yell at him again, but she caught Girah's gaze, silently ordering her to stand down. "Let us continue this discussion later." He pressed the play button.
She did not feel regret, even as she schooled her face in the neutral expression. "You wished to talk to me, Headmaster?" The man's eyes met hers, the glasses on the bridge of his nose looking sharp in the image of the Scroll, a sternness of his face showing clearly his feelings on the subject of this business.
"I have gotten an application that was signed with your signature, Miss Khan." The man's tone was neutral, yet she could detect the aggression that he had against Faunus. 'No Faunus on staff… None of the books at least. All applicants are personally screened by the Headmaster, unless they get transcripts…'
The list of Ozpin's crimes against Faunus Kind could go on, yet this was not the time. "Would you care to elaborate?" The man's voice was neutral, perhaps a tinge warm to her ears, yet her eyes were sharp and fierce. She would not fall for his lies of 'peace and tolerance' in the slightest.
"I signed it because he needed a sponsor." The professor's eyebrows rose, his lips pressed tightly together. "I… see." The look on his face changed slightly, a thoughtful expression on his human face for a moment. 'He's thinking about how to hold this over me.'
Ozpin nearly growled at Sienna's accusations. He had never discriminated against the Fannus. Sienna's comments were starting to annoy the rest of the audience judging by the looks of irritation.
"I am pleased to see that you have come to at least be willing to extend a hand towards a young man in need. Beacon Academy is an elite school, so we will not be lax in our standards." The man's hypocrisy was telling, as she knew of the deaths that were caused by his hands over the years. Many of the people who had survived the deathtrap that was Beacon Academy, would hardly speak ill of the man's skills, yet she knew better.
"What are we if not here to serve our people?" The official line of dialogue was about cooperation from the White Fang towards the humans, though several people subscribed to her more hardline interpretation of the rule through fear kind. The man's hands pulled something up to the screen. The face of Jaune Arc stared back at her, her mind immediately thinking back to how he would teach her how to dance. "I will see you in three weeks, Miss Khan." The man said, as he seemed to put the file down once more, his face looking as responsible as a man could. "Thank you for giving humanity a chance. We are all in this world to fight against the Grimm, after all."
'I can't care a single Lien for your platitudes, Ozpin. Your whole race has suppressed us for too long, with your stinking cologne and your brutal stripping of the hopes of innocent Faunus!' She did not show her frustration outwardly, her eyes sparking dangerously, even as the headmaster's head bobbed once as he acknowledged her. "Have a very good day, Miss Khan." The man waited for her response, yet she merely sighed. "Goodbye, Headmaster Ozpin." The Scroll disconnected the call immediately, allowing her the peacefulness of her morning once more.
"Are you sure that you did the right thing?" She heard her assistant ask, even as she threw her head back and looked at the ceiling, exhaling slowly. 'I wouldn't want to shame the Faunus by being some rube who was unable to dance.'
The benefit outweighed the issues that it would cause. "I am sure." He was just a human boy, willing to die for his dream. What harm could it be if he was let to go to kill himself in some stupidly heroic fashion at Beacon. She pulled her other, personal Scroll out of its case, looking through the messages that had appeared on it.
'We'll be in Vale in two weeks! I look forward to seeing you again! Have you found a cute boy to date yet? Love, Kali!'
Kali and her husband perked up at seeing the alternate Kali's message to Sienna. The three of them have always been friends. Despite Girah's disapproval of Sienna's views on humanity and her methods, he still valued her greatly. "I guess this means Girah and I will be making an appearance soon." The cat's eyes sparkled with excitement at seeing her alternate self. Her Husband chuckled at his wife, not denying he was intrigued himself.
The words stood on the screen, yet her irritation flared once more. 'That damn nosy woman, always trying to get me to open up about my dating life. Is it really that bad that I haven't had a date in over… four years?'
Yang looked over to Sienna. "You haven't dated anyone in four years?" The tiger Faunus scowled at the brawler.
"Yeah, so what?"
"You poor, poor creature." Yang shook her head in pity.
The realization that it had indeed been over four years now that she had last been out on a date was something that she could only carry with her. Her eyes fell onto the new contact that had been added during that sleep-deprived state, the name 'Jaune Arc' boldly peering back at her.
'I look forward to meeting with you and Ghira, Kali. I have been eagerly awaiting your presence once more.' That would assuage the nosy cat from prying too much into her private business. It was none of Kali's business who she slept with or who she dated.
'It would be nice to have a chat with her, though. It gets… It gets a little lonely sometimes.'Her assistant was one of the pillars that held her up during the negotiations with the other factions of the world, the Valean council having some strident remarks to be made about the Faunus presence within their borders, which had to be deterred by the official legislation that had been instituted by the late King of Vale.
She could count her friends on one hand. Kali and Ghira Belladonna, Adam Taurus… Even Blake Belladonna, if the girl could be found again. 'Wherever she has gone… I hope you're safe, little one.' The fact that she was around twelve years older than the young daughter of the Belladonna's had been instrumental in the forging of at least some connection.
'Adam was moping about how his darling had abandoned the cause… perhaps she has simply gone away for a while. I remember her doing that from time to time in order to clear her head. Ghira... well, she certainly takes after her father more than after her mother.'
The red headed Fannus growled at the reminder of Blake's betrayal. If one were to see beneath his Grimm mask, they would see him glaring hatefully at the young Belladonna. Blake shivered in her seat at the sudden feeling of dread. Her partner looked at her weirdly when she noticed her shifting in her seat, looking around the room.
She could feel the tension inside her shoulders increase. "Schedule for today?" She asked. Her assistant rattled off some of the charitable goals that they would have to visit, in order to get more donations for the cause. It would be something that would require her best performance as High Leader, so it was definitely something that she would have to prepare for.
"Slot in the evening off." Her fingers taped onto the keyboard of her Scroll, sending a message to her dancing coach. 'The boy better be able to dance or I'll tan his hide.'
'Tonight, you will teach me.' The words were short, to the point and business-like. It wasn't like she was actually trying to keep up the pretence of civility for him. He was just a human, after all. Humans didn't deserve to breathe the same air as the Faunus.
Weiss glared at Sienna, "How can you say something like that with a straight face? You treat humanity itself as a disease." Sienna didn't look at the heiress as she answered her question in a flat voice.
"That is exactly what you vermin are. Humanity has treated us like dirt far too long. It's the Faunus turn now." Weiss growled at the leader, but decided to just turn back to the screen. As much as she wanted to argue with Sienna, she didn't want to risk upsetting Freak. There was always time later.
'Oh Sienna, you have no idea how I am going to enjoy destroying your world view.' Freak chuckled into his hand to not disturb the viewers.
She saw the typing icon appear below his name, the message obviously having been received. She set the Scroll down and drank some more coffee, the heated brew making her insides feel warmer, allowing her to briefly forget about the headache that was consuming her mind with the pain of bad regrets. 'But I'll be suffering it all over again in the morning.'
'Thank you so much, Sienna! Eh, at what time do you want me to come? Do you want me to go to your office, or will your boss have any complaints about you staying at the office for too long? She looked like a really strict lady.'The snort of amusement that she gave drew the attention of her assistant, the car ride that they were currently enduring in silence broken, as the message blinked on the screen.
"Is something amusing you, Miss Khan?" Sienna looked at the screen of her Scroll, shaking her head a little. 'As if the leader of the White Fang would ever have a superior… But I guess he's just a simple human, unable to recognize one of the true fighters for Faunus equality.'
"Just a message from our little blonde rat." The response was easy, as she looked at the message another time. "Our… little blonde rat?" She heard her assistant inquire, yet she knew her assistant well enough to immediately offer more information. "The human. Blonde, tall, looked like an idiot moron with his stench…"
Pryrah bit back a yell, biting her bottom lip to avoid making a sound. She still had to be polite, no matter how much she thought some people didn't deserve it. Nora leaned into her teammate and whispered, "And they call humans racist? She has done nothing but insult our fearless leader." Pyrah nodded in agreement with her close friend. Ren looked just as dispeased as them, his semblance being what kept him from saying anything he might regret later.
The assistant gave a low 'Oh' in response, her gaze looking at her with an expression that seemed to be torn between disapproval and faint puzzlement. "Why exactly are you exchanging messages with him?"
'She's thinking that I've gone soft on those filthy mongrels…' Sienna smiled in her 'hungry tiger' manner, her fingers tracing through her hair. "The charity gala is up in three weeks. I have decided to grant some poor misunderstood blonde yokel the chance to go to Beacon Academy… And get dancing lessons in return."
The look on her assistant's face was disapproving, her mouth opening. "Miss Khan, I am sure that-"Sienna held up a hand, silencing her assistant's words. "You may be present whilst he instructs. I am sure that I can at least glean something from his educational efforts… And otherwise, we shall see him removed."
Jaune's friends and family growled at Sienna's choice of words. "Are you threatening my son?!" Willian Arc yelled at Sienna. She glared at him, her challenging stare further pissing off the Arc leader. "So what if I am?" She challenged him. William and Joan almost leapt out of their seats before Freak's voice stopped them in their tracks.
"I believe I forbid fighting in my dimmenion." His annoyed tone made the two Arc's growl. Sienna smirked at them, taunting them into attacking. With much difficulty, they sat themselves and were comforted by their daughters. Sienna looked satisfied with her success of getting under the Arc's skin. Girah and Kali looked with pity and disappointment at seeing their predecessor's behavior.
'I am Sienna Khan. I lead the White Fang. A thousand people, rising up to bear their arms and fangs against this cruel world that is dominated by humans. Who would dare to challenge my supremacy?' The thought was ludicrous that some untrained huntsman trainee could do something like that to her. Her Aura was like a warm sheath around her body, burning brightly during the cold nights, the headache she got from drinking hardly going away, yet she knew that she could fight.
"Have we prepared a practice space?" She questioned her assistant nearly four hours later, the burning in her muscles not enough for her yet, her assistant, whose attention was fully dedicated towards the schedule she had in hand. "Brother Milk's gym has been made available for your use, High Leader. I have taken the liberty of preparing your exercise clothing for the preparation."
"Milk? Who is that?" Adam asked his high leader. She shrugged her shoulders. She had no idea either. "I don't know, maybe it is part of the alternate reality. Adam hummed in agreement.
'Good. A place that caters to the Faunus. Solid ground with supporters and an ease of access that wouldn't make it look too out of place.' She hummed to herself as she got out of the car, her body smelling faintly of the sweat of exercise, as she darted into her apartment for a quick shower. To comply with the standards of hygiene, she always made sure to shower as quickly as she could, without the additional hassle of getting into a place where the bodyguards would have to move to in order to protect her.
'Meet me at Milk's Gym, 50 Orange Street. 20:00. Be on time.' The message was sent whilst she was in the car, already made up for the next meeting. Her gaze went towards the clock tower that was visible in the distance, the time being four in the afternoon. Her lips curled in a soft smirk. "We're getting takeout tonight." She announced, her assistant nodding at that. "And I'll get some exercise at the gym too."
A fit body was a fit mind. A fit mind was one that was dedicated to the cause. Some extra exercise beforehand in order to loosen up the muscles would be preferable. 'The least I can do is to show off some of my body's prowess before the little human comes with some inane idea.'
She was a good-looking woman, with a great smile (even if she said so herself) and more than worthy prospects. Her heart had been untamed and wild for as long as she had been on her own, dedicated to the protection of the Faunus as a whole, to be respected through the fear that their presence would create in humans.
At seven in the evening, she arrived at her destination. Her bodyguards fell in line behind her, as was the standard protocol. The run-down gym that stood in the row of houses in one of the poorer areas of Vale was a place where she had been a few times beforehand, in order to get the exercise out of the way. Most of the clientele was Faunus, though Brother Milk did not discriminate. If any human would wish a gym membership, they were free to. 'Milking the system of humans for all that it was worth.'
Roman chuckled at the thoughts of the Faunus. While he could care less about discrimination, he greatly enjoyed taking advantage of the system by stealing from the more fortunate. It is what a thief like himself lived for. Stealing to survive. Neo looked at her partner and smiled. She could tell what he was thinking just by looking at him. With a silent laugh, leaned further back into her chair and pressed the service button for ice cream.
She walked into the women's changing room, her eyes catching the gaze of a young Faunus woman with a set of floppy dog ears, their gazes meeting for a moment. "You're new to the place? Hi!" The excitable tone of the woman's voice was something that Sienna could appreciate. She smiled softly at the woman, feeling the sensation of comfort surge inside her. Her assistant set the gym bag beside her, looking the other woman over. "Hello. I'm here to get fit again." The woman nodded, her head bobbing enthusiastically. "This really big famous person is apparently coming here in about an hour. I heard it might be Sienna Khan herself."
Sienna did not preen, as she slowly slid her top off, enjoying the briefness of freedom that she enjoyed. "Oh?" She asked, as she reached into her gym bag. Her assistant had packaged her clothing, so she knew exactly where to get her clothes from, the dark green top and the black shorts fitting her perfectly. "I don't think the High Leader would be so easily found in a gym like this." She smiled, even as she adjusted the glasses on her nose. "You look a little like her. Same tattoos, but you wear glasses."
'That's the plan, actually. Nobody would expect Sienna Khan, a member of a species which has perfect eyesight, to wear glasses. It would be something out of a delirious dream to remember.' She knew that with a few changes to her style, she would easily be able to pass as 'someone who resembled Sienna Khan' on the surface level. "High Leader Khan is a marvellous woman." Sienna said, her smile real and warm. "We should aspire to be like her." The woman nodded.
"Heheh, the high leader of the White Fang ladies and gentlemen." Roman clapped for Sienna mockingly. Glaring at the criminal, she snarled at him, "What are you talking about, human?" Freak looked at the two and smirked, knowing what Roman was about to say.
"That has got to be one of the laziest disguises I have ever seen. You would have to be retarted to not notice the obvious signs." Neo chuckled at Roman's insults towards Sienna. She was Roman's right hand, and she was a master of disguise. Sienna's was possibly the most pathetic.
Adam started to twitch from anger at Roman's disrespect. Before he could say anything, Freak added more fuel to the fire. "And calling yourself a "marvelous woman"? What an ego you have." Freak's mockery caused Jaune's team to laugh at the insult. Even his family let themselves smirk in satisfaction. Sienna now growled hatefully at the humans who insulted her.
"Now listen, I enjoy insulting stupid people as much as the next freak, but let's continue the viewing." Sienna forced herself to shut her mouth while everyone else quieted their laughter.
"The White Fang's real popular around these parts, these days. I'm going to see whether I can join up!" Sienna looked at her assistant, who was in the process of tucking the gun away in her waistband, ready to dress her body appropriately. The best thing about bodyguards was that they tried to dress the part of civilians whilst protecting their clients. As the other woman left the dressing room, Sienna allowed herself a moment of rest before opening the door, the need to get some steam worked up for the dancing lesson she was about to experience there.
Sienna's hand brushed over her forehead nearly fifty minutes later, the punching bag in front of her swaying slightly, her legs feeling sore and needy for a break, the kicks that she had delivered to the sandbag having swayed it back and forth, her whole body lit up with that nervous energy that seemed to fill her body. 'You're Sienna Khan, you can control yourself. No need to feel nervous, it's just a stupid human boy with dreams of heroics that'll be teaching you to move like a dancer and how to dance, and then you can just let him gallivant off towards the death he so craves.'
She turned her head as she heard the door opening, the sight of the young man standing there in the door opening looking like he had just been washed up. His bag was slung over his shoulder, his eyes looking far more determined. "What're you up to, human?" The owner of the Gym, Eustace Milk, asked, Jaune's head swirling to the man. "Ah, sir? I'm looking for Sienna, if you'd like to-"
"Ohh, bad move there Jaune." Saphron sent her alternate brother a pitying look. Ruby looked at Jaune's sister confused. "What do you mean? She asked.
"You'll see what I am talking about." She answered simply.
Sienna prowled towards him, her eyes bright and the grin on her face somewhat more wicked than she'd originally intended. 'You're going about this the wrong way, if you just bluntly state your purpose like this…'
"I still don't get it." Ruby whined. Taiyang looked at his daughter.
"She is concerned about her public image. If the Faunus public get word that she is being taught by a human, it will cause some distrust among her ranks. She had been adamant about her dislike of humans."
"Ohh, I think I get it now."
"Jaune." She snapped, his attention turning to her immediately, like a good obedient little human runt, fit for the exterminator to wipe out. "You're here. Get dressed." The snappy commands were just her style, her anger showing through in her voice, yet she merely felt annoyed at him trying to make a scene.
The owner of the gym looked between the two of them, nodding to Jaune. "First door on the right. Enjoy your stay." The man said mechanically, as he turned to look at her with a questioning look. 'Explanations are in order, I presume.'
"I didn't know whether you'd wanted me to be on time or not, so I came a little early. I took the liberty of finding some music that is good to start out with. My sisters always said that to start with the beginnings is one of the best things to do when teaching someone about the dancing, so-" She growled out loud. "Shut up and get yourself properly dressed, boy." She snarled at him, his face showing some surprise at the tone that she took, yet quickly recovered. "Ah, I must be late then. Sorry, it won't happen again. " He departed for the men's changing room with a hurry, the bag on his shoulder looking like a ratty example that'd seen much use.
"Oh Jaune, why must your social skills be non existent?" Joan sighed at her son's behavior and lack of awareness. The rest seemed to share her sentiment. The only ones who weren't bothered by it were Ruby and Pyrah, who found it to be cute.
"I found a dance instructor. He wants to be a hero, go to Beacon…" She shrugged, the gym owner looking at her with a disbelieving look. "You can't be serious…" The man said, her eyes narrowing as her gaze turned fiercer.
'How badly do people doubt my judgment, if they respond like that? I am Sienna Khan! I am always serious!' "Can you find me a Faunus dance instructor at such short notice?" She growled, the gym owner's face showing his distaste for the question, the unspoken difference clear. Clearly, there would be none to be found.
"I didn't think so. This is for the good of our public image. Imagine, a Faunus able to dance like the humans can..." The words were so easy, as she was in command. The man's mouth shut with a clack, his eyes looking at her with a newfound respect, somehow obtained by her curt handling of the human. "Miss Kh-" She cleared her throat. "Just call me Miss." The man nodded.
"Would you be requiring the entirety of the room upstairs?" The man inquired, even as she looked at the staircase leading upwards. Most of the Yoga classes were given upstairs, she'd been told by her assistant, with the schedule predetermined by the man months beforehand. "I would. Do you think you can reschedule any classes for a few weeks?" The man would do as she asked, she knew. The dedication to the cause within the man was not small.
'With such fervour and such devotion, it would be hard not to have this world grovelling at our feet.' She smirked, her eyes glinting. "Thank you." The man nodded. "Of course, Miss. We live for the cause."
Freak rolled his eyes at Sienna's arrogance. 'She actually thinks that the world would bow to someone as pathetic as her.' He was surprised no one vocalized their thoughts. Based on most of their expressions, they were thinking something similar to himself.
"Sienna?" The human's voice came from behind her, her eyes looking over the young man's delicate features, the hair cut in a style that looked like someone had taken his mother's scissors and made do with that in order to practice hairdressing. Her eyes looked him over, the clothing that he wore being fairly loose and showing very little in the way of definition.
'If this were a fairytale, I'd be the blushing maiden, falling into his arms and without a fault, hope that my dancing would tear the stars down... Urgh.' Her eyes were suspicious, even as he extended a hand, palm facing upward. "May I have this dance from you, Miss?"
Pyrah and Ruby both blushed at seeing the outfit their friend was wearing. Yang snickered at Jaune while Blake and Weiss simply rolled their eyes. The Arc's were smiling fondly as the outfit the alternate Jaune wore made them reminisce on the past when Jaune took dancing lessons with his seven sisters. The others simply stared at the screen bored, not caring about Jaune's attempt of being romantic.
She would've gagged at the sweetness of the gesture as well as its stale romanticism but managed to suppress it. Her eyes were sharp and fierce as she looked at the young man who had his hand extended to hers and did not take it. "You may. We're going to the first floor in order to have the space to ourselves."
The space upstairs wasn't much to really move around in. A good ten people could fit in it, yet it was just the two of them. He looked at the speakers that had been hooked up to a sound system with a look that screamed inability to work with it. "Eh…" He started, her voice snappy. "What's the matter?"
He coughed, embarrassed for some reason. "I don't know how to work with this." She looked at the old system, the way that it had been arranged at the side of the room, something that she knew rather well. 'No doubt some rich boy who's been treated to the good parts in life all his life, without ever knowing the suffering of working with technology that just isn't current anymore.' "Give me the disks." She growled, pulling the bag from his hands.
The Arc family smiled sheepishly. While it wasn't for the reasons Sienna stated, they were not the most knowledgeable in today's news and technology. They just never bothered with it as it wasn't important to them, and always used the most simple items.
Sienna and Adam rolled their eyes at Jaune's inability to use such a simple piece of equipment. 'What an idiot. Now I see why the Schnee heiress treated him like a tool.' Sienna looked at Weiss who did not notice her stare.
She could smell the scent of sweat and oil on him, mingling with his own putrid scent of humans. How men could smell like that was just beyond her, with her own scent something perfect… But that was human evolution for you. They stayed monkeys, instead of evolving into the grand form of the Faunus. Looking through the bag and hearing with her accurate ears the tread of her bodyguards coming up the stairs, she allowed herself a moment as the door opened up and the two men came inside. "Ah, I'm afraid that I'm giving private instruction here, at this time." The blonde human's voice sounded like he was apologizing for his gaffe, with his dorky look making it look like he genuinely was interested in teaching her.
"And you claim the Faunus are better than humans?" Weiss asked Sienna.
"What are you babbling about?" She grunted while dreading what the heiress was about to say.
You claim that all of humanity is racist and every human is evil. But based on your actions and words, I'd say that you are a huge hypocrite." Pryah's voice surprised the two women as she interrupted before Weiss could answer Sienna's question. After recovering from being off guard, she snarled at the red headed spartan.
"What the fuck did you just call me?!" She half yelled and half questioned her. Pyrah wasn't intimidated by her glare, and simply gave her own glare back. "A hypocrite. You say that all humans do is insult and spit on you, but from the very start, all you have done is treat Jaune like dirt."
"What do you expect? It is what you humans deserve." Sienna's immediate response managed to stun Pryah. Weiss and the rest of her friends were just as shocked. Weiss was about to start a shouting match with Sienna before Freak cut her off.
"Hey you women, enough with the chatter. Let's continue with the viewing." With as much willpower she could muster, Weiss sat back into her seat and breath in through her nose to calm herself. The rest of her team and friends turned back to the screen.
Seeing Weiss calm her emotions, her teachers smiled proudly. She was finally learning. Willow herself was surprised. In the past, Weiss would have shouted back at Sienna regardless of what anyone said. It seems that her daughter has matured.
"We're here for her protection." One of her bodyguards said, his voice loud in the suddenly silent room. Jaune looked at her for a moment, his eyes deep and thoughtful before he shrugged. "Alright, alright. I guess you must be someone famous then. Does your boss have to go through this as well?"
'What an idiot! How does he manage to remain so ignorant of just what the White Fang is… Does he even watch the news?' She cleared her throat. "Come on, human. Get your ass into gear. I want to have this thing over with before I die of boredom." He snapped back to his regular state, seemingly dismissing the presence of her bodyguards from his mind, as she fiddled with the disk drive, pushing the disk into the drive. 'Kids these days just go 'Oh, I can put it in the scanner, it'll surely work!', as if Faunus have these advantages!'
The Faunas in the room put their heads down. It seems that no matter the universe, the Faunas race's living conditions were less than optimal. Blake felt her hand being held and saw that Yang was holding it while giving her a smile. Blake smiled back, and squeezed the blond's hand.
"Damn humans…" Adam cursed under his breath. Only the Faunus heard what he said and sighed. Adam's hate causes Blake to shiver.
A rousing sonata came from the musical speakers, her fingers twisting the knob so that it would be a little quieter. He smiled at her in what was supposed to be an encouraging manner, yet his human features just made him look even more like a degenerate monkey than he already looked. "This is one of the first musical numbers that I was taught how to dance on. It's got some history behind it, being one of the fi-"
She snapped irritatedly at him. "Shut up and teach." She growled, which he seemed to take in stride. 'How dare he patronize me! I'm a woman! I'm a Faunus! I am a thousand times better than him!' "Of course, I was just telling something about my own experiences. Now… Take this pose." She saw him stand there, his arms spread, as if wrapped around someone who stood there.
"Like I said, a hypocrite." Sienna growled at the champion. Girah nodded in agreement with Pryah. Sienna has been blinded by her hatred for humanity. While some do treat them poorly, not every human was guilty of that.
He looked like an idiot to her eyes, enough to bring a grin to her face, as she mimicked his pose. Without caring, she slipped into the position that he had indicated, his strides forward bringing him closer. The cologne that he used was heavier as she inhaled it, his hands adjusting hers. 'He's got big hands… Not really a bad thing. They're good with gripping.'"There, there…" He said, patronizingly once more, as if she were just a woman with little in the way of thought than 'This is a man who's telling me what to do, I should obey!'.
"What's this? Is little Sienna checking out Mister Arc?" Kali teased her friend. Sienna blushed in embarrassment, and turned her head away from the cat. Kali chuckled at her female friend, finding her flushing face to be cute.
Her eyes blazed. "What's the use of this?" She growled at him, her voice sounding pressed, even as his arms carefully held her. "The starting pose for one of the dances that I'm going to teach you." He said, as if that explained everything, her eyes looking up at him, as he began to move slowly. "Approach. Take a step. Disengage. Step back." His voice was stricter as he told her what to do.
Ozpin and Glynda were both impressed by Jaune's teaching skills. "Maybe I have underestimated Mister Arc." Glynda whispered to herself. Ozpin nodded to himself.
"I would say so. Mister Arc's mind is truly impressive. It makes me wonder what he would be like as a teacher. Ozpin mused. Freak nearly laughed out loud, instead shaking in his chair while his chest convulsed.
'Oh Oz, you have no idea.' His mind flashed to a certain reality where Jaune's transcript caused him to become a teacher instead of a student like he wanted (You know which fic I am talking about).
She had to give him the credit that he was incredibly good with his feet, even as she stumbled a little through the dance, his steps slower than they would be, as he had explained. The steps were a short measured pace, his eyes smiling at her as she had done them correctly. 'Dancing is a little different from fighting… but there are some similarities.'
"Ain't that the truth." Freak said as he rolled his neck. Before Sienna could ask what he meant, the entrance to the auditorium opened with a young man with chocolate hair with a pot of coffee in his hands walking over to Ozpin. "Here is you Coffee sir." His polite speech pleased the headmaster and thanked him for the beverage. He took a sip from the mug and gleamed at the taste.
'This is just as good as my personal coffee!' He chugged the rest and released a breath.
She would have to grudgingly admit that he made for a decent teacher, in the field of dancing. As she stood in front of him nearly three hours later, she could feel the burn in her calves and ankles even worse than before. "That's it for the first dance, for today. You'll be… eh?" He seemed lost for a moment. "What sort of party is it?"
'Oh, right… I haven't told the human moron about what sort of event it would be.' She normally was more astute than that, but her anger had clearly influenced her way of thinking. "A formal gala. It is a charity gala, in order to raise more money for the destitute Faunus children in Mistral." 'With how the humans package it, it'll undoubtedly mean that there'll be more attention given to those 'poor human babies' than any real Faunus babies. We're always the last kind to be adopted.'
He smiled at her broadly. "I knew you were a good person, Sienna." The words took her by surprise, as she blinked once. 'What?' The expression told it all. From the way that she'd hissed at him to keep his hands to himself for the first time that they'd moved together in a dance to the expression that now showed on her face, it had all been a whirl of emotions that she should not feel, that she should not humanize him too much because he was, after all, a human.
Weiss scoffed to herself, "I somehow agree with Arc. How is she a good person?" Adam nearly lept out of his chair to strangle the Shcnee.
"It is because she is going out of her way to protect the next generation of Faunus. It is one of the reasons she is so respected by her fellow brother and sisters." Freak surprisingly answered her question. Weiss turned silent as the answer, making Sienna chuckle at her being stunned.
"You looked like someone who was really passionate about something yesterday. You helped me out when I needed it and you did it with…" He seemed lost for words, as her eyes met his own. Anger flared inside her again, the compliment not being one that she would like to hear coming from him. "Just do your job." She hissed, his face falling a little. "Sure. Same time tomorrow? What sorts of music will be played at the gala?"
"But on the other hand, she is still a massive hypocrite with an over inflated ego." Sienna's chuckle turned to snarls as everyone beside her and Adam laughed.
'He really doesn't have any ulterior motives? No, Sienna... this is a seventeen year old. He'll have some motivation towards getting his hands on you. Teens are always a horny bunch.' The suspicious change in her thoughts was suspicious enough, as she could smell the sweat on his skin, the way that his clothing had been mussed with that rank odour of a man, in such close proximity to her own sovereign self…
She would be the last to admit that the closeness had made her feel a little bit of a tingle. A tingle that seemed to have brought perhaps a warmth and a dearth of something inside her to the fore. 'A filthy human, perhaps evoking compassion within me? Perish the thought…Undoubtedly he'll be congratulating himself on his good job of managing to lay hands on a sexy and skilled woman like myself.'
"Heh, your arrogance never ceases to annoy me Sienna." Pyrah, the teachers and her friends nodded in agreement with Freak's statement.
'I am not arrogant! I don't care what that shitty human says.' Sienna breathed deeply to stop herself from retaliating. Adam put a hand on her shoulder to show his support. She nodded to her soldier in thanks.
Her gaze followed her line of thoughts, studying the front of his gym shorts, trying to find some sort of sign that he had been affected by her glorious presence, her nostrils flaring as she inhaled deeply and found… nothing. 'This is odd. There should be pheromones in the air. Am I... wrong?' Her eyes looked up at him, the position that she had, smaller than him in stature and yet, more powerful in strength, something that some human would deem to be 'suitably humble', or some other form. "I'll make an inquiry." He smiled at her.
Her heart beat a little faster. His blue eyes were so guileless; as if there was happiness gained by her manner of divisiveness. 'This guy... He seems happy that I'm willing to do him a favor.'
"Oh, is the little human managing to melt the tiger's heart of ice?" Roman sarcastically asked the audience. Sienna who had calmed down looked surprised as well. 'Is this guy for real?'
"I hope to see you tomorrow then. Do you…" He seemed to hesitate for a moment, as if he was uncertain of her response. 'Now comes the little Tajitu out of its hiding hole… He'll make a suggestion, we'll get drunk, and before I know it, there'll be pictures all over Scroll Hub.'The public image of the White Fang she would preserve with dignity and grace, even if the world did not think of it that way.
"Do you have a dress to wear? I'm pretty decent with my sewing, so if you need someone to do some tailoring for you… I mean, it's really not a big deal, if you get me the fabric, I can make you something." Her eyes blazed at him.
Jaune's family groaned at the alternate Jaune. Ruby, who is the most inexperienced in the room, looked at them confused. "What is it? Jaune just did something nice." She found the thought to be romantic.
Joan palmed her face as she sighed. "You'll see in a moment I'm sure."
'I KNEW IT! He's just after my size, so he can imagine it! All men are perverts!' The angry scowl on her face must have informed him of her thoughts, as she looked into his eyes, his hands up as if to ward off an attack. 'A weak little blonde boy with a crush for heroics… Fucking cut me a break…'
Ruby still looked confused. Summer turned to her daughter to explain. "What Sienna is angry about is she thinks Mister Arc is hitting on her. And since he is a human male, she is taking offence to it because of her pride." Ruby nodded in understanding. Though she still wasn't sure as to why it was an insult to Sienna. If Jaune offered to make an outfit for her, she would be touched. Pryah shared her sentiment. One of her dreams involved Jaune making her a wedding dress.
"I will not be requiring your tailoring skills, Boy." The look on his face fell as her snappy and curt tone was laced with her anger and frustration. "It is a fancy gala, so I obviously have something prepared."
The dress that she had in her closet would be enough. Nothing for the boy to get excited about, in the slightest. He would just be another human who she could forget about later on, when his dead body was carted off from Beacon and his family cursed their ill fortune of their son dying due to some creepy Grimm that'd taken his head off, or whatever those creepy crawlies did.
"Oh ye have little faith kitty. Do you have no hope in anything?" Sienna chose to ignore Roman's taunt. Adam settled for just glaring at him, making him chuckle in amusement.
"Ah, yeah. I knew that. I knew that, yep." The false confidence that he had seemed to be a trait that he seemed not to be too knowledgeable about, her eyes peering at him with disgust in them. "Of course you did, boy." She said with a snappy tone, even as she exhaled slowly. "Just… get out of my sight. I'll see you again tomorrow for my lessons."
She got into bed early that night, her body curling up in the comfortable sheets, her eyes closed as she let herself drift away on dreams, the music of the dancing lesson drifting through her mind. Her blonde partner's face appeared to her dreams, as he guided her through the steps.
'As if I have any need for a human to take the reins of MY life. Undoubtedly, he has never heard of the name of Sienna Khan… so it will be my duty to educate him on the folly of crossing the White Fang!'
"And that was chapter 2 of this story. What did you all think of this?" Freak asked the opinion of his viewers.
"It was alright. Kind of boring without any action." Yang complained about the lack of fighting. A few of the others nodded in agreement.
"I agree with the blond. Do you know when we will get to the action?" Mercury asked their host.
"Don't work there Merc, we will be doing a time skip for the next chapter. That way we'll get to the more dramatic side of the universe" Mercury raised an eyebrow at the nickname. Emerald snickered at his giving name, finding it to be amusing.
"You are capable of fast forwarding through the time of these alternate realities?" Ozpin asked Freak, impressed by the feat. Freak snorted in response to his question.
"Of course I can. Watching these realities are like watching a movie to me. Observe." He pressed a button on his remote and a series of images appeared at a rapid pace that none of them were capable of following. "There we are. Now we will be watching the interaction between Adam and Jaune."
Adam's head perked in interest. "So I will be appearing on screen. Interesting…" Sienna looked intrigued as well, wondering how Jaune would handle Adam's aggressive personality.
"But before we start, I believe Neo's ice cream has arrived.' As soon as he said that, a person holding a pint of Neo's favorite ice cream was delivered to the excited assassin. With vigor, she took the spoon that was given to her and swallowed a large bite of her treat. Roman chuckled at his partner's obsession with ice cream.
"Now, let us begin the next chapter." Freak presses the play button.
How did you like it? An improvement from last chapter? I hope it was. Before I end this chapter, I would like to announce some of the Fic's I have plans to use.
1. Freelancer by Bookishten8
2. Saiyan chronicles: The Chosen Child by Superale2
3. Puppy Arc by blaisengfire
4. A Darker Shade of Gold by Khor Evik Vlakhavlakh
5. And some one shots.
I hope you continue to enjoy my attempt of fanfiction.