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[After Team SSSN'S match had ended]
Everyone one from the same friend group at Beacon had silently congratulated their unorthodox victory in the fight. After all the dorks did a great job at what they do, emphasis on the dork part. Team SSSN had bested Team NDGO, either by pure luck or whatever you wish to call it. The match concluded and half of them went down to congratulate them, while some went off to do whatever they wanted to do.
Weiss stopped in her tracks as she looked up to the sky to see a grand Atlesian military flagship fly overhead. With a smile on her face she made her leader confused as she bumped into her, "Oh uh... what are you doing?"
"She's here." Weiss smiled with happiness in her heart as she knew who was here.
Weiss wasn't the only one as another bullhead flew overhead following behind from a good distance, more of a public airship but still quite luxurious. The gunslinger, Church sniffed the air as he squinted his eyes knowing who was here as well, "He's here."
In the same bullhead Caboose could catch a whiff of a one strong familiar scent that he known all his life. With a big sniff he smiled like a kid, "Polaris..." Like a bullet from a gun, he took off.
Being chased by Emerald, "Caboose? Wait!."
[At the School]
The two ships had landed and began to off-load passengers and their precious, valuable or for a few cases not that much cargo in general. The luxury bullhead was actually used by all types of people, not simply the wealthy. People wanted to see their families and students during this time and the bullhead company decided to offer free trips as a new promotion. So everyone got to experience a first class trip at a low price that anyone could afford.
The military flagship was used for elite Atlas military, if it wasn't used for the General, often times it was used for his most trusted people. Those trusted individuals being his inventors, his lieutenants, even high ranking political Atlas officials. Which made Weiss run to the ship as she knew exactly who it was that was on that ship specifically.
Ruby tried to keep up with her but seemed to be struggling for a bit, "Weiss... What is the big deal? Who is it? Who's she?"
"Winter." Weiss answered while admiring her sister from afar.
"Wait... Your sister?"
"Winter!" Weiss called out to get bigger sister "Winter! I'm so happy to see you! Oh... Your presence honors us."
Winter took a gander at the sight of one of the most prestigious huntsmen academies, "Beacon... It's been a long time. The air feels... different."
"I mean it is fall, so, eh, it's probably colder." Ruby answered the rhetorical non question.
Weiss punched Ruby in the shoulder, before turning back to her sibling "So, what are you doing here?"
Winter plainly said, "Classified."
"Oh, right. Well, how long are you staying?
"Classified."
"Of course." Weiss smiled while understanding her sister.
Ruby stood anxiously by waiting for the awkward bonding moment to end, "Well... this is nice... I think."
"You're going to love it here! I know you travel a lot, but so much of Beacon is different from Atlas! Vale, too. The government and school are completely separate! Can you believe it!? I-" Weiss attempted to inform her sister the best she could.
"I'm more than familiar with how this kingdom handles its... bureaucracy. That is not why I came." Winter hinted at her boredom of the topic.
Weiss offered her apology, "Right! I'm sorry!"
"Nor did I come here to watch my own blood fail so miserably in battle. But it appears that I have no choice in the matter." She said with disappointment in her voice.
Weiss was puzzled by this, "But, we won!"
"Only a novice would refer to that as a victory. I counted at least three strikes missed." Winter scolded her younger sister unaware of a familiar presence.
"So these the new tin soldiers of Atlas?" Church asked as he inspected the faceless machines, "Don't seem so tough to me."
"Excuse me? These are the new state of the art protectors of Remnant." Winter declared.
Church gave Winter a quick glance and went back to the machines, "I wonder if they work the same..." With a loud yawn that sounded like a growl, Church bared his large feline teeth and and sharpened molars, causing the Atlesian Knights to aim their guns at his face making him smile and back up, "Guess they do work the same."
"You are testing my patience..." Winter warned as she placed a hand on her saber and readied to draw her blade.
Church smiled at the opportunity of a fair fight, he really wanted a good match so he placed a hand on his .308 revolver and prepared for a quick draw. Until Weiss had to spoil his fun by smacking him on his shoulder, "Would you cut it out Church. It's just Winter."
"I'm just having a laugh... wasn't gonna shoot... first..." The Tiger faunus admitted.
Weiss shook her head and turned back to winter, "Winter, you remember that tiger faunus that we played with as kids, right?"
"Vaguely but I do remember him..." Winter nodded as she removed her hand from her sword and took a better examine of Church. Looking at his face she could see several similar features that she remembered from her childhood, only more rugged, rough and kinda refreshing to the eyes, "Oh my goodness... it is you?"
"I know, I have missed those times. I especially missed the scratches behind the ear." Church recalled Winter believing all the big feline predators were truly just big indoor cats in disguise as he she would let his head. The exposure of that past memory made Winter blush as she ordered her troops to carry on without her, "Leave us."
Weiss nudged his large arm, "Church! That was a long time ago"
"Oh c'mon Snow Crystal. Sure it's a little embarrassing but it was rather a fond memory. I seem to remember you were fine playing with me using a few cat toys as well. Ahh such good times." Church poked at the long not so forgotten past.
Until another strike had hit him on the back of the head, followed by the voice of the someone he had hoped to see, "Now c'mon I raised you better than that."
"Sorry Pop, just having a bit of fun." Church shrugged as he spoke to his Dad, "Is... SHE here?"
"She's at a training grounds area away from the school for... reasons." Dr. Church admitted to his son.
With a big hug, Church II embraced his father after what was over a good four years, "Good, I've been wanting to do this for a long time."
"I know... that was quite the performance you put on for your sister to see." Dr. Leonard proudly admitted to his son, referring to the last time they saw each other.
Church nodded but wore a frown, "Yeah, but you know what it is... It's just the way it is."
"I know..." The Doctor sighed as he shook his head sad by the scenario his kids were in, but wouldn't let that affect his business, "C'mon son, why don't you show me around."
"You've been here before." Church II mentioned.
"Do I need another reason to spend time with you?" The father said.
While an awkward reunion was taking place a soon to be super cute reunion was about to take place, just nearby. As Caboose slowed to walking pace with his nose in the air, standing a head taller than most of the people in the crowd at 7 ft tall. While Emerald followed as close as she could with Caboose she couldn't help but worry as to who it was that Caboose was going to meet.
"Caboose, who are searching for?" Emerald questioned as he sniffed past the crowd.
Caboose came to a pause as he looked straight ahead to find the only person that was slightly taller than him. A 7ft 6in polar bear faunus women with a sort of emotionless expression on her face. She stood very still with her big, muscular arms resting at her side, her chest about where most people's heads were. She wore what seemed to be a fur and leather wardrobe that covered her shoulders, her chest while leaving a (There is no other name for this) cleavage window for her. Her midriff was out in the open showing her hardened abs as her white fur and black leather skirt was ended below her knees as her legs were taped up like long socks. Her face was beautiful dark brown, icy blue eyes, long white hair, smooth skin and in terms of chest size, she puts Yang to shame. Almost double the size. His sister, Pila. (Yang is around 88 cm, while Pila is 145 cm.)
"Pila!" Caboose shouted to his older sister who turned to the sound and gave a small warm smile as he made his way to her. The two tall, strong giants hugging each other was a sight too cute for Emerald to not take a picture, especially as Caboose nuzzled into his big sister's neck, "Oh, there's a few people I want you to meet. You're gonna love it here. The school is so big, the people are so amazing. Oh you have to meet my best friends. Like Emerald, she's right here. Remember I told you about her?"
"That's good Caboose..." Pila said in a calm and soothing voice, and looked in Emerald's direction. Emerald's 5' 7" height forced Pila to bend down to look her in the eyes because of the large height difference, "So you are Emerald? The one Caboose had told me about?"
"Yes, what did he say?" Emerald wondered as she was being stared down.
The fear was easily replaced as Emerald was brought into a big hug by the taller woman, "Only that you have been the kindest person who he has met. Thank you for being his friend."
"N-n-no problem..." Emerald squeezed out of herself while being her tight grip.
Caboose then grabbed the two of them y the hand as Caboose ran to his other best friend, "Church! I have someone I want you to meet!"
The noise coming from Caboose practically echoed as Church and his Dad decided to hang back in order for his friend to catch up.
Caboose made it there in no time while Church couldn't help but gaze at the much taller woman in front of him, "Hey Caboose, who's this?"
"This is Pila, my big sister..." Caboose answered.
Church then extended his hand out for a simple handshake but met the same fate as Emerald as he was practically buried within her chest.
Pila lifted Church from the ground and hugged him tight, "Thank you so much for looking out for my little brother."
"Anytime." He grunted out, "I was just talking to my Da-"
When he turned around his Dad was gone, but after a brief survey of the area, he was found standing between Winter, Weiss and some rather drunken older man that looked like a dusty bird.
"Qrow... this is neither the time nor the place for your foolish antics." Dr. Church advised.
The man, now known as Qrow simply laughed, "Always we're the good student, huh? Guess that's why only the teachers liked you."
"I was simply smarter than you, my good manners were just how I am, which made me very successful in some aspects of life." Dr. Church hinted at.
Qrow smiled and glanced to the side, "And look where you are now?"
"Hey." The loud bark of Church II got Qrow's attention, "Ain't nobody ever teach you some manners?"
"How drunk am I?" Qrow said looking between the two men on opposite sides, until the conclusion was drawn, "Oh... ohhh haha... I guess her options were kinda limited huh?"
"Keep running that mouth and I'm gonna knock all those teeth out and wear them as a necklace." Church warned as placed one hand on his right holstered revolver.
Qrow smirked and within the blink of an eye drew his sword and fired a round so fast that some could hardly see him, but Church was just as fast as he had time to raise his arm up to stabilize his revolver. As the two shots went off at the moment a loud ringing was heard just after as the two men frowned at who had just arrived.
Church rolled his eyes while with a groan as his bullet and Qrow's bullet was blocked with a shiny metal arm that caught the bullet. The arm was connected to a man that wore a green flak jacket, a red bandana under his dark black and grey crew cut hairstyle, and red camo cargo pants that went with green combat boots. His face had a dark black and greying five o'clock shadow, a few scars on his cheeks, a well wrinkled look and dark brown eyes that were almost a red color. He had scars on his exposed arms, along with a tattoo that had his old gamer rank on his right arm's upper side. With a gleam in his eye he let the bullet drop to the floor, "Hey now, don't tell me that you forgot about me."
"Sarge, did I ask you to butt in?" Church complained.
Sarge patted the tiger faunus on the shoulder and smiled up at, "I know, but you just had a fight today and ya have one tomorrow... and the day after tomorrow. Rest up kid. Besides, he owes me a spar."
"Sarge, how long has it been? Still a hillbilly I see?" Qrow joked.
Sarge taunted right back at him, "Still a no good punk, even at your age?" He said straightening his jacket while he showed off the medal he was most proud of.
The Atlesian Medal of Duty: for going above and beyond the call to arms and representing all of what the Atlas military is all about. Very few of these medals were ever given in all of Atlas history, some even say that fewer than 100 medals were ever distributed. Upon seeing the medal and the face that went with it, Winter had realized who it was that earned it. She waisted no time honoring the man with an Atlas army salute, "Sir, it is an honor to be in the presence of the Red Guardsman, Sir!"
"At ease, Miss Schnee, I'm no military man now, just an old man looking for a fight." Sarge corrected as he cracked his knuckles.
Qrow kept smirking, "You sure you wanna do this?"
"Afraid I'll whoop your skinny ass?" Sarge quipped back as he grabbed his shotgun and gave it a pump.
Qrow and Sarge stared at each other and then made a dash for one another as they both decided to hold off before really using their weapons. As Sarge went for a few punches for Qrow's perfect face but was unable to connect as Qrow simply moved his head back and forth, left to right to avoid the hits. Qrow dodged the final attack by blocking an overhead smash with his scythe/sword/gun and unsheathed the large blade and held it out waiting for his opponent to officially begin the match. Sarge smiled and removed the ax shotgun he named, Hellraiser, The two men tipped blades and seriously started to fight. Sarge was forced to back up by taking large leaps backwards to the point where he could avoid the spinning slashes that were aimed for his head and neck. Until he used the ax head to stop the last strike, now they went back to cuts and deflections.
Amidst the crowd that formed Ruby made it back to her friends, Church, Weiss and Winter, her new aqcuaintance, who were watching the battle take place. She hadn't seen the participants of the fight so she turned to her friends for information, "What's going on?"
"Some A hole was talking shit, but don't worry he's fighting an old Atlas specialist." Church informed her, just as Emerald and Caboose came back.
Ruby was offended by whatever words someone could have said but her tone quickly changed, "What? Who would do such a thi-THAT IS MY UNCLE! Kick his butt Uncle Qrow!"
Emerald was happy to cheer with Ruby for her uncle, until she saw who he was facing, "Ruby I'm sure your uncle can some id- IT'S SARGE! Put the hurt on him Sarge!"
All the friends closest to them gave them a sort of sideways stare making everyone worried, after all, who could win this fight now. However another group had just caught a glimpse and realized that this could only be bad news. Ivan and Kiss passed by and saw the duel of the two professionals and disappeared to report to their leader.
Back at the current 1 versus 1 match, the two were going at each other hard as hell, slicing and cutting, blocking and blasting. Even the fight had just begun, the different skill set between the two men were very obvious. Qrow was Manny focus on offense as his moves were quick, his strikes were precise and some would say he fought kind of dirty. Sarge on the other hand was fighting defensive, he would block a strike, deflect it, but when he had an opening he would hit hard. So hard in fact, that on an and overhead ax strike he had missed Qrow but shattered the concrete, cement and tile floor beneath him.
Lucky thing Qrow jumped far back, but had to keep dodging to avoid the never ending pursuit of Sarge as the ax wielder missed again, slicing the light post behind Qrow. With another series of slashes that wouldn't connect thanks to Sarge's practically indestructible defense Qrow decided to go for a punch and struck the bigger man in the jaw. While distracted, Qrow made another leap onto the high ground in on the pillars behind him. Sarge fired his shotgun slugs to try to get a hit on Qrow but all those hits proved to miss, as his shotgun was missing all the shots. With a mighty tall jump Sarge struggled but made it to the top of the column and traded shots with Qrow.
Both of them missing each other by just inches as they tried to shoot the other on the target they each marked on each other: Sarge in his open chest, Qrow in his smug face. Qrow managed to hit his mark as a huge cloud of dust from the destroyed stone covered the air around Sarge. However Sarge was not dead as both his arms turned to metal and blocked the hit while he soared through the air over to Qrow, smiling and laughing like a maniac as he enjoyed the fight.
Clashing metal weapon against metal limbs the two continued their quick fighting style as Sarge was now going offensive with Qrow. The old soldier threw a wicked right hook that was blocked by the broadside of Qrow's sword, causing the force to send both men backwards. Sarge smiled at the chance opportunity to finally go all out, or at least blow off some steam as he grinned. Qrow smiled back just as he took aim and began pelting Sarge with so many shots, forcing the soldier to use his metal arms to block frantically.
The nonstop bullets kept coming forcing Sarge to bring out his true final hand, as he reached for his shotgun a slug passed by Qrow making him seize fire. The bullet storm ending had revealed to everyone Sarge had converted his entire body to a nearly indestructible metallic material that shined and was sentient in him. Qrow smiled even bigger as he was about to unleash his weapon at it's truest form, the blade began to click, unfold and bend as it was about to show it's final form. Sarge was nodding and smiling brighter with anticipation, until he looked over Qrow's shoulder and frowned, shaking his head gave his battle buddy the signal it was over. Qrow sighed as he wished he could "play" with Sarge a little more but knew what that look meant as he deactivated his weapon's transformation.
The two walked towards one another as Qrow and Sarge went for a manly hug, "Ahh, haven't had a fight like that in a long time."
"Me neither. Been too long Sarge." Qrow finally greeted after their fight.
"You haven't changed a bit, huh?" Sarge said before they heard a sound that reminded them exactly of what their years at Beacon was like.
"SARGE! QROW!" Old stick in the mud Ironwood barked at them, "Just what did you think you were doing?"
"Aww don't be like that. Just having a bit of fun is all." Sarge replied.
Ironwood was not pleased, "Your fun, is causing quite a scene."
"Loosen up Jimmy, we're just catching up." Qrow backed up Sarge.
As they kept talking another old came into party, "Did I miss Sarge and Qrow duking it out already?" The old familiar face of Junior asked as he walked towards his old teammate.
Sarge smiled as he walked towards the only man who matched him in Grimm kills in school, "Junior... you son of a bitch." The two men locked hands and began pushing each other's arm with all they could, Sarge was struggling to push forward, "Here I thought... they'd have you pushing too many beer kegs."
"Take it easy on your self Sarge." Junior responded as they wouldn't give in.
"Ahem." Ozpin cleared his throat, "There is a sanctioned fight happening just around the corner at the colliseum, that I can assure you has better seats... and popcorn."
"Break it up everyone... we will take care of this mess." Glynda glared her icy stare at the two troublemakers.
Until the Director had to save his friend and old teammates, "Don't be mad at them Glynda. You know how Sarge is, always on hunt for his next fight."
"How did you put up with him after all these years?" Glynda smiled at the Director.
"Huh?" Sarge asked, offended as if she talked about like a wild animal.
The Director took the joke question seriously and answered, "One day at a time and with the help of my... my other teammate." Glynda unintentionally set off a painful memory, but he put it aside to walk with her. Leaving Qrow, Sarge and Junior behind to converse among themselves or catch up with their young ones.
"Uncle Qroooow." Ruby called out as she clinged to her Uncle, "Hi. Aww, it's so good to see you. Did you miss me? Did you miss me?"
"Nope." Qrow jokingly answered.
Sarge smiled at the warm sight of the two while he looked back to Junior hugging his daughters who made their way to see him. Then Sarge stood there alone, knowing he didn't have someone like that to speak of.
Until Emerald and Mercury called out to him, "Sarge." Emerald stood still with a smile waiting for him to say something, while Mercury had a more laid back attitude.
Snapping out of his daze he patted both their heads and grinned, "Hey kiddos. You're doing well I hope."
"We are... uh sir." Emerald replied.
"That's great to hear." Sarge acknowledged.
His own moment was ruined as the Director called back to him and Junior, "Sarge, Junior, Y'all coming?"
"Duty calls." Sarge said as he gave a half hug Emerald and Merc, carrying on his way.
While Emerald was filled with joy after seeing Sarge after so long Ruby had to come to join her to poke some fun at her. Ruby asked Emerald, "So you mad you're teacher lost?"
"Oh, please. Sarge would've won." Emerald argued.
Ruby then offered an offer, "Call it a draw?"
[Ozpin's Office]
The elevator ride was tight and packed as Qrow, Sarge, Junior, The Director, Ozpin and Glynda all squeezed together, with just enough room to turn and talk while they wait for the ride to end. The destination was not something that a few of them would look forward to, mainly Sarge and Qrow, but mostly the Director for a reason he would announce.
When the elevator stopped, Ironwood wasted no time scolding Sarge, "Of all the wreckless, irresponsible, stupid things you could do this takes the cake. If you were one of my men, I'd have you shot."
"I was one of your men. And I did get shot leading to stupid conversation just like this one." Sarge mocked as stepped next to Qrow.
Winter wasted no time attempting to defend Sarge's reputation, "With all due respect General, Qrow was the drunkard who stared the fight."
"He's always drunk." Glynda and the Director said in unison as they looked back to find Junior handing Qrow a large bottle of bourbon as a gift. The two grown men stopping like deer in headlights.
Ozpin groaned as he had little to no patience for this foolishness, fortunately his wife was there to comfort and speak for him, "Qrow, why are you here?"
"You've been out of contact for weeks, You can't just go dark like that in the field." James scolded Qrow.
"I'm not one of your special operatives, Jimmy." Qrow retorted.
"General." Winter corrected his title.
"Whatever." Qrow brushed off, "You sent me to get Intel on our enemy and I'm telling you our enemy is here."
"We know." Ironwood gestured to everyone in the room.
Qrow was pissed at the fact he basically wasted his time in the field, "Oh, oh you know? Well thank God I'm out there risking my life to keep you all informed."
"Qrow..." Ironwood tried to reason with him.
"Communication is a two way street, pal." Qrow commented, pulling out his scroll, "See this. That's the send button."
"They had reason to assume that you'd been compromised." Winter admitted.
"And I have reason to assume that you don't need to be here. Seriously, who invited her?" Qrow pointed at Winter.
Forcing Ironwood to issue an order, "Schnee we'll discuss this incident back on my ship."
"But sir..." Winter wanted to argue.
"Winter, leave." Ironwood demanded as Winter made her way to the elevator while giving Qrow a sideways glare and Sarge a respectful salute, irritating the General in the process. Ironwood looked at Sarge and Junior who stayed to make sure they would leave, "You two, I suggest you leave as well."
"Why's that? We know everything about what's happening." Sarge answered.
Ironwood, being careful of what he would reveal wanted to know what he meant, "You know... what exactly?"
"James they know everything because I kept them informed for years." The Director explained, somehow only shocking James.
Ironwood stared Dr. Leonard Church down, "You told them?! How? Why?"
"In this seemingly never ending battle of the unknown we constantly face... I feel I must remind you that it is an undeniable, and may I say a fundamental, quality of all humanity that when faced with extinction, every alternative is preferable. Intelligence is a valuable resource these two have provided us for several years. Sarge is head Sheriff in a well known trading town, whatever he hears is relayed to us. Junior has more contacts in the shadows than you have ships in your military control. Anything happens in the dark or the light, they'll know." The Director stood staring out the window to tell James, "We aren't just teachers, Generals, Lawkeepers, and so. We meet behind closed doors, cross lines that we never hope to meet just to make sure the line is there. The people who infiltrated us... Qrow has told me he believes they are the ones responsible for Autumn's condition."
"What?" Glynda questioned as to who could have done that, "How is that possible."
"James we work in the dark, do bad things for a greater means, just to ensure that the lines we draw in the sand will always be there just so we can cross them again." The Director placed a holographic device that showed all of Vale, including the large army above their heads, "So when you brought an Atlas fleet did you think no would notice or did you just not give a damn."
"Hiding wasn't working." The General walked past the Director, "I'm here because this was necessary."
"Compensating." Sarge coughed as he pretended to be innocent, "Oh uh... allergies."
"James, Ozpin brought into this inner circle, opened your eyes to the dark truth that was brought upon us." The Director corrected.
Ironwood defended his position, "And I am greatful."
"Oh well you got a real funny way of showing it." Qrow commented.
The General stood his ground on why it was necessary, "The people of Vale needed someone to protect them, someone who would act. When the people look up to the sky and see my fleet, they feel safe and our enemies will feel our strength."
"Tiny package." Junior coughed out as well, "Cold and flu season?"
"James, if this was a card game then you just showed the enemy all your cards. I fear they will be planning around this." The Director sighed, "I've only heard from what Sarge and Qrow have fought the sliver of nightmares he has created. Trust me, I fear nothing, but those things are fear reincarnated."
"And fear will bring the Grimm." Ozpin joined the conversation again, "A Guardian is a symbol of comfort, but an army is a symbol of conflict. There's an energy in the air now, a question in the back of everyone's mind. 'If this is the size of our defenses, what is it we are expecting to fight?'"
"Your intentions were good James, you are still a great man." The Director comforted him.
The General sighed but accepted the compliment, "Thank you for understanding."
"Of course... erectile disfunction." The Director said under his breath. Earning a laugh from Sarge, Qrow and Junior, a chuckle from Glynda, and a hidden smile from both Ozpin and Salem.
"Would you please take this seriously!" Ironwood yelled tired of the immature jokes being made at his expense.
Glynda went serious for a moment, "Ignore them James. Besides... one out of every five men have it." Glynda attempted to keep a straight face while saying the joke, causing all three of the rowdiest people in the room to full on laugh, while everyone else chuckled.
The General through the small holographic device across the room, "What are we going to do?!"
"Isn't it obvious?" Salem asked, "We find our guardian."
[Elsewhere Within The School]
"Are you sure?" Cinder or Tex asked as she questioned her two subordinates.
"One used a scythe sword gun hybrid and the other turned into steel. It was them?" Kiss answered.
"What happens now?" Ivan asked.
Cinder refused to back down, "Nothing. They have no idea who we are, so there is no reason to panic. Besides the rest of the heavy lifting is being taken care of, thanks to our friend on the inside." She said swiping through the tablet with a yellow symbol with a man in a circle on it, "We even have a new access point."
"Somewhere good?" Darius wondered.
"You can say that. You and Ivan prepare yourselves for tomorrow I will handle the rest. Oh and your next fight... don't get too cocky about who you face." Cinder said as she matched up her team against the duo of Mercury and Emerald her former candidates, "This will be fun."
End of Chapter
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