Saviors of Remnant: Book 1 Beginnings
Made possible by the joint efforts of Keeper Of The One Winged Angel
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AN: TheBoredBoot here, and holy crap sorry guys for the wait. I recently was relocating back stateside from Japan so you can imagine that the time that it takes to do all that cuts into me and partners writing time. For those of you who are just joining us, welcome. I hope you all stay and enjoy this adventure of intrigue and mystery. As always Rwby and the characters besides the OC's are owned by Rooster Teeth, this Fanfic is a joint work and without the help of our fellow writer and editor OS Worldmakers, it wouldn't be nearly as successful. Well without further adieu, here's the next chapter of Saviors of Remnant.
Chapter 2
"I'm glad to see you made it, Ms. Xiao-Long," Morven said with a smile, extending his hand in greeting he chuckled, "I figured you'd make up your mind in the end and join us on this little venture, and I'm glad that once again I'm proven right on a judge of character."
"Well, I couldn't just stay at home while my friends risk their lives," Yang said as she shook his hand, noting he wasn't even shocked with the newly acquired arm she had on. "Besides, I have some personal things that I need to settle. Maybe by going with you I can come to terms with them."
"I'm sure after we deal with a certain problem we picked up recently, and depending on where your friend is, we might be able to help," Morven said, walking back with Yang to her cycle before asking, "who is your missing friend anyway? Was she a fellow student at Beacon Academy?"
A sad smile appeared on Yang's face as she mumbled quietly, "her name is Blake Belladonna. She's a faunus that used to be in the White Fang and... after the events that led to the Fall of Beacon, she ran away and has been out of contact ever since."
Morven raised his eyebrows at Yang and pondered for a moment digging through his memory before replying, "you mean the cat Faunus daughter of Ghira Belladonna? He was the old leader of the White Fang, well before he left and became the chieftain of the island of Menagerie, rumor has it because he stepped down that's why the White Fang became so much more aggressive over the last few years."
"Well I know she is a cat Faunus... but she never told us about her past or her family, so I don't know," Yang said as she shrugged her shoulders sighing, "I wish that I asked her more about her past, that way I could find her now."
"Well, conveniently enough we have someone who knows about recent changes in the Fang. He's a Faunus from the White Fang we have in custody right now, so when we get in the air I'll arrange a meeting so you can ask him a few questions, if you would like to speak with him that is."
"Who are you talking about?" Yang asked with a confused expression on her face.
"I'll fill you in after we load your motorcycle into the cargo bay, then you can ask all the questions you want, Ms. Xiao-Long," Morven said pushing her cycle towards the airship.
"Please just call me Yang," Yang groaned as they walked to her cycle into the airship closing the bay doors behind them.
Back in the ship Fenrir sat on the floor a nervous wreck. Being captured was one thing, but flying on in a ship was going too far he thought to himself, "I can't believe this is happening, I've fought Grimm and killed Huntsmen... but when it comes to flying I act like a frightened pup, how could this get any worse…" As if answering his own question, the airship begin to power up, causing a certain Fenrir to pale. "Calm down Fen, just clear your mind and everything'll be fine."
Looking up when Morven returned Fenrir to his surprise found he wasn't alone, he was accompanied by a young and incredibly buxom blonde who gave the Faunus a curious look when she spotted him. Fenrir had to admit for a human she was quite the looker, her long golden hair was tied back in a simple ponytail and her lilac colored eyes looked as if they had seen true tragedy, but what really caught his eye was her sophisticated prosthetic that seemed to be out of place on this otherwise flawless young woman.
"Who's the dog?" Yang asked, seeming to take him completely by surprise with that comment as Morven held back a chuckle, "Actually Yang, Mr. Argyros is not a dog Faunus, he's a wolf that we picked up on our way to the village," as he looked Fenrir a out of place smile playing across his lips.
"Hey! I'll have you know that if I was a dog Faunus I would be more excited to see you people, and being locked in this goddamn cage is not what I'd call fun. But if you'd like to join me," Fenrir said in a haughty voice giving Yang a wink, "I wouldn't object…"
"Careful Mr. Argyros," Morven warned shaking his head, "unlike you, this young lady is coming with us of her own accord, so I would show her same respect that you show me, unless you really do want to sit here by yourself."
"Well even if he does, I'm going to stick around, after all you said he's with the Fang right?" Yang asked, turning to Morven and narrowing her eyes. "I want answers so I'm going to stick around and get them."
"Although that is correct, now he's more like ex-White Fang," Morven explained crossing his arms, "and considering how hard his brother was trying to kill him, I'd guess that soon enough they'll issue a kill warrant on him ."
Fenrir glared at this and turned to Morven spitting in a heated tone, "you know just telling a stranger my business is pretty rude, especially when it has nothing to do with her Morven."
Raising his eyebrows again, Morven gave Fenrir a tired look before looking back at Yang explaining, "Ms. Xiao-Long is actually our newest addition right now, and when registered she will be authorized with almost the same clearance as Winter and myself, regarding information gathered in the field that is."
"Really?" Fenrir asked, looking incredulously between the blonde and the Specialist, "please tell me this is a joke right," he said waiting to see if it really was some sort of joke.
"Yeah really!" Yang growled, raising her voice, eyes flashing red as she sized up the Faunus who looked genuinely surprised at her reaction and replied, "wow that's a rare sight to see, it's not everyday a girl's eyes change color like that. So what's your secret Blondie we can keep this just between us and those two won't know a thing…"
"All it is Mr. Argyros, is a manifestation of her semblance and emotions," Morven interrupted pulling out his scroll, "her file states that it's not only seen by her eyes, but also the almost fiery effect that can be seen in her hair when angered."
Hearing this Yang's eyes immediately reverted back to their normal lilac color, her face plastered with a look of surprise as she stared at Morven's calm face asking, "how do you know that much about me?"
"Like I said, we had a file to review of both you and your father before coming to Patch. In said file, we compiled all the information we know about the two of you, as well as several of your teammates and associates," Morven replied evenly pocketing his scroll again. "When we arrive in Atlas, Winter will take you to Headquarters after settling you in, there you'll get your access to all the records you could want depending on your clearance."
Yang was shocked to say the least, she knew that the people from Atlas were well informed and they had some of the most capable information gathering systems, but she had no idea that this Specialist, one who she had met not to long ago, had that much information on her and her team. Yang's thoughts were interrupted upon hearing the side hatch open, turning she watched Winter enter, her demeanor seeming completely different from when the two Specialists had first arrived with her gift from the General.
"So I take it now that she's here we can finally get a move on," Winter said ignoring Yang and Fenrir's presence moving beside Morven, "I told the pilot to get ready to leave at a moment's notice so now we are just waiting on you Morven."
"Alright thank you Winter, I'll head up to the command deck and let them know we are all ready down here, could you please supervise these two while I'm gone," Morven said gesturing to their young guests. "I'll be back later after I prepare my report for the General so you're in charge now." With that Morven walked off too the bridge leaving a irritated Winter, her face a mixture of annoyance and much to Yang's surprise, heartache.
After a moment Winter finally spoke again asking, "well how are you settling in Yang," snapping her attention back to the blonde, her piercing blue eyes seeming to rove over her at lightning speed making Yang feel as though she was being peered under a microscope.
"Well this is all very new to me but so far Morven has been very gentlemanly to me," Yang replied quickly catching Winter's twitch at the mention of kind her partner was being. "Yeah he is quite the professional isn't he," Winter commented internally fuming, "don't you even think about it you blonde bimbo, I've had my claim to him for years now so there's no way in hell I'm leaving you alone with him," turning to Fenrir she shot him a smug smile seeing his face go pale as the ship started to lift off.
"Looks like we are finally on our way," Yang said nervously, the idea of traveling to a whole new Kingdom having an almost surreal feeling to it which Winter picked up saying, "I take it you've never been outside the Kingdom of Vale," spotting the nervous way Yang was wringing her hands, "If you have any questions I'd be more then happy to answer them for you, Morven and I are quite well traveled considering our line of work."
"I have one, can I at least get a goddamn barf bag already before this flying monstrosity becomes the death for me!" Fenrir groaned loudly as he went as pale as a ghost. For him being stuck in a cell with two humans while becoming sick as a dog was rather embarrassing.
"You're kidding me right, this guy gets airsick, oh this is priceless," Yang laughed clutching her sides, "I thought most of the White Fang were tough killers but this is almost too funny."
Fenrir glared at the blonde human laughing at him and growled, "hey you better watch who you're laughing at blondie, how would you feel if you had airsickness, and just so you know not all Faunus are killers we are just misunderstood."
"Misunderstood huh," Winter snapped glaring down at Fenrir, "try telling that to the loved ones of the Atlas soldiers you monsters killed at Beacon, or how about the just the countless civilians that have lost their lives because of your kinds fight for justice." Winter turned her cold eyes to Yang and sighed deeply, her thoughts drifting to the men and women that served beneath her that wouldn't be returning home.
Fenrir gave her a glare that would terrify any normal person and spat, "Well if your fucking father did not treat us like slaves we wouldn't be acting this way having to do this shit!" Fenrir took a deep breath before calming down using his free hand to clutch his scarf tightly.
Yang standing quietly next to Winter looked away, her voice barely audible as she whispered, "yeah but a dear friend once told me that the White Fang wasn't always violent like they are now, so is it truly wrong for them to hate us? Us humans I mean."
Looking incredulously at Yang Winter scoffed again, her lips pursing as if she wanted to say more then then stopping, with an almost angry sigh she stormed off leaving Yang alone with Fenrir who also looked confused at Yang's words. He looked at the blonde brawler giving her a small smile, his crimson eyes meeting her lilac orbs whispering, "whoever your friend is she sounds like a good person, who believed in the old ways, before we went from trying to bring peace to a group of killers, but I just did what I thought was right." Looking at Yang with a understanding smile as if knowing the true meaning behind her words.
Sighing deeply Yang looked at Fenrir and shrugged, "she wanted peace and equality too but the methods that were being used were enough to drive her away, at least that's what she always told me anyway," the room falling silent besides the thrum of the engines as they flew across the sky to Atlas.
Fenrir stayed silent as he looked at Yang, his gaze starting with her face but then eventually trailing down to her arm, the curiosity about it kicking in making him decide to ask to her about it saying, "not that it's any of my business, but what's the story behind that arm" he said pointing to her metal arm.
Still feeling self conscious about the arm Yang turned away, a scathing remark on the tip of her tongue but she could tell from his voice he meant nothing by it, taking a deep breath Yang turned around and said, "I lost my arm during the fall of Beacon. While I was out trying to find one of my teammates I found her cornered by Adam Taurus, because I wasn't focused and I let my emotions get the best of me Adam not only hurt one of my closest friends, but also crippled me."
Hearing that Adam was the one who hurt her Fenrir immediately stiffened up, he knew that telling her he was one of the direct students under him would do nothing but make her hate him even more. Seeing how downcast her expression became he could only choke out a half hearted, "dammit, I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring it up now I feel like asshole, sometimes I forget to follow my mothers advice but if it makes you feel better, I promise you that I was not involved in the attack on Beacon."
"While that might be true it's like Winter said, a lot of people died that day and we almost lost a whole Kingdom, that means that with the help of your actions, one of the pillars of our world versus the darkness is gone." Yang took another deep breath and looked at Fen again before saying in a frustrated tone, "you should know that if our world falls, your are part of the blame."
Fenrir sat quietly while looking at the blonde thinking to himself selfishly, "she thinks she knows what she's talking about, try being in my shoes and having to face all the discrimination, not to mention losing the only person who cared for me, she is no different then that bitch Schnee, blaming the Faunus when we were just fighting for our freedom," the wolf faunus thought looking at Yang with a mixture of emotions, one being regret for killing innocent people, while the other was anger, anger for what the humans had done to him and his family.
Fenrir was about to open his mouth and respond angrily when the airship suddenly shifted sharply causing him to pale, and all over the ship alarms began blaring a warning saying multiple Grimm have begun to attack the ship. "Aww dammit," Fenrir groaned turning from pale to green as the airship rocked again, a blur of black and red flying past the window with a ear splitting screech as a Gryphon flew by. "Just when I thought flying couldn't get worse now we have to deal with a fucking Grimm attacking us, I just can't catch a break.
"Attention everyone," Morvens voice suddenly came across the intercom getting their attention, "we have multiple Gryphons attacking as well as an alpha class Nevermore on rapid approach, those who are not needed for critical jobs please, return to your quarters and secure yourselves, Winter meet me at the upper hatch, we're dealing with that Nevermore."
"Wait, Morven and Winter are going to fight that thing from the top of the ship?" Yang asked looking at Fenrir noticing his angry expression despite how sick he was looking.
"Goddammit! I feel so useless being locked up in this fucking cage, if only I could bust out of here then I could probably help," he yelled looking out the window only to be greeted by the sight of the Alpha Nevermore flying past the ship straight up into the sky.
"Alright everyone brace yourselves," the Captain now cried over taking over the intercom, "we're going to engage evasive maneuvers to buy us some time."
"Wait what did he say," Fenrir moaned, the feeling of weightlessness as the nose of the ship sharply angled down towards the ocean being too much for him. Making one last effort Fenrir twisted and managed to snag the empty trash can in time before throwing up.
"I'm gonna go to go up top and see if they need help," Yang shouted to Fenrir running towards the hatch stopping right before exiting, "you'll be ok in here right Fen," her lilac eyes meeting his red ones, the concern in her voice surprising him. Sharply breaking their gaze, Fenrir turned back to the trash can vomiting again before muttering, "go, I don't need you here anyway and I doubt they'll need your help too."
Scoffing at his words Yang headed down the hallway following, the signs leading to the top of the ship, the anticipation of seeing the two Specialists in action making her run even faster up the last flight of stairs stopping at the base of a ladder upon seeing the scathing look Winter gave her before she demanded heatedly, "what are you doing here Yang," holding her hand out to stop the brawler, her eyes noting that Yang had her combat gauntlets on, and a determined attitude about her.
"I'm here to help you and Morven," Yang retorted staring back at the older Schnee, "I figured you two could use the help even if it's just from a student like me," Yang's metal fist clenched as she heard movement from behind her and turned around to find Morven entering the hallway, a sort of thoughtful expression lightning his face when he spotted her.
"Hello Ms. Xiao-Long, I'm assuming you came to help us," his voice even as he moved past her to the ladder giving Winter a nod, "while we appreciate the gesture Yang, this is something to leave to the professionals, at least in the scenario." Giving Yang another smile Morven began climbing up the ladder and opening the hatch, pausing only to give Yang a confident smile, "If you want though you can see how Specialists get the job done, maybe you'll learn something from watching us."
Following Morven out the hatch, Winter first conjured up her hold glyph to hold them in place before she pulled her own sword mirroring Morven as he unsheathed his own and looked at the flock of Gryphons that were rapidly closing in on the airship, the ones and twos that were already circling around them gave a screech of anger before diving down at the two Specialists who stood their ground.
"Winter, keep me on the ship, I'll deal with the Grimm," Morven yelled sidestepping the first Gryphon and slashing through one of it's wings, the beast screeching as it skid across the hull trying to use it's claws to stay onboard, another Gryphon using this as a distraction suddenly came flying towards Morven from up and under the ship, it's talons open and going straight for his back as Winter cried out, "Morven behind you!"
Crawling up the ladder and peeking out, Yang managed to catch Morven turn around with almost inhuman speed and gut the Gryphon that was flying at him from behind, his blade easily slicing through the tough skin, muscle, and bone of it's chest making it land in a bloody heap atop the airship giving one last screech before falling silent, it's death putting throwing the remaining Grimm into a frenzy.
"Yang keep your head down," Morven called out spotting Yang poking her head out of the hatch following the Grimm with her eyes, "it's about to get a little hectic here." As if on cue the ship began to tip to the side forcing Winter to widen her glyph catching Morven sliding towards the edge, another Gryphon screeching as it fell unable to fly.
"Hey you be careful too Morven," Winter called sounding exasperated as he gave her a grateful nod getting back to his feet, the rest of the Grimm getting closer as the massive Nevermore circled around once again, it's red eyes focusing in on the white haired ex-heiress as it made one last pass, unleashing a torrent of arrow-like feathers into the hull of the airship forcing Yang to duck back into the ship while Winter dove out of the way.
"Dammit," Yang hissed ducking down as one of the feathers pierced the hull next to her, the Nevermore giving an almost gleeful shriek in response as it dove again disappearing into the clouds as the rest of the Gryphons resumed their attack on the specialists.
Three of the Grimm left the flock first flying straight for Winter, their talons outstretched ready to grab her and take her away only to be blasted out of the air by a shards of ice, leaping from one glyph to another Winter pulled her blade and passing over one one the Gryphons she sliced deep into one of it's wings sending it crashing into the hull, it's talons scraping the metal of the ship as it tried to cling on before getting blown off. Winter who leapt again twisted to dodge the next one the came up silently from behind and miscalculated, to Yang it appeared she was going to fly off the side into the open air.
Panic gripped Winter as she could feel the wind begin to catch her and carry her away, opening her mouth to cry out for her partner she suddenly felt a hand grab her wrist stopping her fall, looking up she met Morvens collected gaze as he held her over the edge, his sword embedded deep in the side of the airship keeping them both from sailing away.
"Up you go Winter," Morven said with a grunt pulling Winter back up onto the top of the ship sliding in front of her to fend off another Gryphon who dove in for an attack, this time rather than slashing at the wings, Morven aimed for the beast's neck and easily cut through with one slash splattering his white trench coat with it's blood standing before Winter, not allowing a single drop to land on her.
Winter looked up her partner and could only smirk at the irritated expression on his face as he looked at himself, when he turned around to face the other Gryphons she could see that all across his back the blood was splattered and stained upon his faded coat as he muttered something under his breath before raising his blade up into the sky pointing towards the rest of the Gryphons closing in.
"Winter get back inside the ship with Yang," Morven growled roughly reaching inside his trench coat pulling out his aviators and coolly placing them on his face, "I feel as though we've wasted enough valuable time dealing with these pests as it is, so I'm taking them out now so we can focus on the bigger problem at hand."
Winter nodded seeing the golden streaks along Morvens storm razor begin to glow, and dashed back to the hatch Yang was poking out of, using one last glyph she launched herself and landed gracefully beside Yang before looking back her mind racing, "lightning, does that mean he doesn't need my boost glyph anymore," she asked herself in awe watching him activate his swords ripper mode, the edges of the blade suddenly splitting into a jagged chainsaw as the golden streaks burned bright along his blade.
"Finally I get to test this out in an actual fight ," Morven breathed activating the second stage of his storm razor, the crackle of lightning becoming more prominent over the roar of the winds and the airship's engines, "if this works I'll be able to work some better moves out utilizing stage two," the sky darkened slightly as he drew his blade back staring calmly at the flock before finally whispering, "Fall to my Tempest."
Back inside the airship Fenrir still sick to his stomach felt a sudden change in the air, the hairs on the back of his neck standing as he looked up from the trash can out the window to see a now dark sky surrounding the airship, groaning to himself, "great now we flew into a storm, what else can go wrong," Fenrir leaning back against the bulkhead, his red eyes unable to leave the window as the low rumble of thunder and crackle of lightning could be heard all around them.
"Everyone," the Captain's voice suddenly called out from the intercom again getting his attention, "we are going to ride through the storm so brace yourselves and don't worry, Specialist Morven is using the storm so we will all be fine, I repeat we will all be fine so please stay in your quarters and remain calm."
Fenrir sat still for a full second processing this new information before laughing to himself and looking back outside, the lightening flashing as he said to himself with a nervous chuckle, "ha I guess that's why they call him the storm commander," the crashing boom from above rocking the ship causing Fenrir to to pale once more as he saw the bodies of singed and burned Grimm drop from above.
On the top of the ship a slightly singed Morven stood looking at the aftermath of his tempest, singed black feathers and smell of burnt flesh hanging heavily in the air as the surviving Gryphons retreated, an unusual but not unheard of thing for older Grimm who knew they were outmatched. Exhaling his held breath Morven turned back to Winter and Yang, reaching up to remove his glasses, as a dark shadow suddenly passed over him he froze as Yang yelled pushing past Winter pointing up into the sky, "Morven! The Nevermore, watch out It's coming back for another attack."
A piercing cry of triumph came from the beast as it came crashing down upon the airship, the whole vessel losing altitude as Winter, Morven,and Yang were all thrown up into the air. Ack inside the ship passengers that were not secured slammed into the bulkheads, Fenrir too was thrown slamming against the ceiling violently crying out in again at his own discomfort and pain before hitting the deck again.
"Dammit," Morven thought within a split second narrowing his eyes at the Nevermore, "looks like I have no choice but to use it," suddenly all around Morven the world fell still as he focused his aura into his Semblance, the three bands on his arm darkening slightly before only the bottom one faded.
5...
Swiftly twisting and landing on his feet Morven flash stepped towards the beast, his eyes darting all over the place locking in every detail in his mind as he surveyed everything above the ship and around the ship.
4…
Looking over to where the girls hanging frozen in the air to his left as he dashed, and noting their position, Morven then glared back at the Nevermore, his plan fresh in his mind as he calculated his next moves, "kill the Nevermore, grab Winter and Yang, don't fall off the ship, seems easy enough."
3…
Activating the ripper blade again Morven took one last step before leaping at the Nevermore, with a single slash he easily parted it's head from its body, placing his foot on the stump where it's head was Morven then kicked off, the force of the kick multiplying due to everything else being frozen as he headed back to where the girls were still floating, frozen in time.
2…
"Yang's tough so she'll be fine with the landing," Morven reasoned leaping up to the same height of the airborne girls, just barely pushing Yang back in the direction of the ship before turning in midair back to Winter, gulping once he gently wrapped his arms around her as he felt time begin to resume once more.
1…
For Winter and Yan, who not even a split second had passed witnessed the Nevermore that had crashed into the airship suddenly lose it's head and get launched back at breakneck speed back over the side splattering the area with it's icor like blood as it fell.
Yang who suddenly felt herself change direction in midair towards the ship heard Morven shout from behind her, twisting she saw him throw his blade towards her shouting, "Yang use this." With speed surprising herself Yang shot out her new right arm and skillfully caught the blade tumbling once before hitting the top, bouncing and sliding towards the edge, realizing his intentions for giving her his weapon Yang stabbed his sword into the hull instantly halting her, breathing a sigh of relief she looked back up too see Morven and Winter sail over the opposite side.
"Morven what were you thinking doing this!" Winter screamed in his ear as the two of them fell, the Airship seemingly moving in slow motion as he held her answering back with a shout, "Winter I planned this perfectly," Morven shouted back over the roar of the wind pulling her close, "use your glyphs and get us back on the ship."
"Yeah I got it!" Winter grumbled to herself ignoring the sense of vertigo as they flipped one last time before gently landing on her conjured glyph, after all the turning in the air and the two of them finally coming to a stop, as this happened Winter realized Morven was holding her princess style for the first time in years, becoming only slightly flustered Winter regained her composure and with the force of her glyph sent the two of them flying back towards the hatch, the two of them sticking the landing before a disheveled looking Yang.
"Wow that was quite the landing," Yang commented still breathing heavily from getting launched by the Nevermore, "What happened during all of that Morven, one second we're all flying through the air and then the next that Grimm is dead, and I go flying while you appear next to Winter," realizing she was still holding his sword Yang gave a sheepish grin and handed it back noticing that the three bands tattoo on his right forearm now had one ring faded.
"Thanks Yang and well you see…" Morven started before he was cut off by Winter who just sharply told her, "that's classified right now Yang, but if you decide to stick around with us then we'll tell you," the hostility in her voice silencing Yang for the time being. With that the three reentered the ship breathing heavily from their fight returning to where they had left their prisoner.
Back inside the Airship
"Dammit what was that," Fenrir groaned pushing himself up to his feet, looking to see some blood lightly splattered across the window he thought to himself shaking his head, "something just happened, I can't tell exactly what it was because that fight ended way faster than expected, who is that Specialist?" Fenrir's thoughts were interrupted as Winter, Yang and Morven entered the room, all of them breathing heavier the usual and Morven the only one with blood on him.
"Alright everyone the Grimm have been dealt with so it should be smooth flying from here," the captain said in an almost forced cheerful tone over the intercom, "those who require medical attention please notify our resident physician and they will be with you shortly, that is all."
Clenching his fist Fenrir listened to Captain before yelling, "hey you can go ahead and send someone in here, I think I might have gotten a concussion from your shitty flying!" trying to stand back up he lost his balance and fell flat on the floor, not bothering to try again he sat there looking at the trio with an irritated look, his tail moving from side to side in an agitated fashion.
"You know he can't hear you unless you use the intercom Mr. Argyros," Morven said with a halfhearted chuckle pulling out a an old looking cloth and wiping down his sword, once the blade was spotless he sheathed it and turned back to Fenrir giving him a somewhat concerned look which made Fenrir spit out, "what's with that face, don't tell me you're concerned about me Morv," narrowing his eyes at the swordsman, "what the hell was that thing you did on top of this pile of scrap anyway, for some reason it felt like for a split second there was a pause, mind filling me in?"
Hearing this a look a disbelief came across Winter's face. "I'm actually impressed dog," Winter said haughtily glaring at Fenrir, "not many untrained people are even capable of noticing that temporal disturbance, let alone figuring out Morven was the source of it." "Now do you see why I was so adamant about bringing him with us," Morven said giving Fenrir a nod of approval, "there is something about this one, so during his hearing I'm going to request they allow him to be my ward."
"Well my mother always said I was very observant even at a very young age, guess that one the perks of being a wolf faunus," Fenrir said to no one in particular a hint of sadness in his voice at the mention of his mother. "I do want to know what you mean by ward though," Fenrir said immediately switching back to being wary of the Specialist, "are you meaning you're going to own me like some sort of slave?"
Morven looked almost offended at this and just shook his head as Winter hissed, "what he's saying you ungrateful dog, is that he is going to request to take the risk and responsibility for your past crimes and give you pretty much a clean slate, a slate", Winter said shooting Morven a shocked look before finishing, "that I personally don't think you deserve."
Fenrir looked at the Specialist shocked, as his tail stoped wagging. "Why would this human do something like that for me? It doesn't make any sense, I'm in a member of the White Fang, if anything he should have killed me back at vale, but yet here he is risking his job for me."
"I see something in you Fenrir," Morven said his tone becoming much more serious as they locked eyes, "I feel as though just cause how you were raised, and maybe due to your situation you were forced into the White Fang, but if you could've made the decision yourself I'd like to think that we'd be working towards the same goal, towards the peace and safety for all those who call Remnant home."
Nodding to the Faunus one last time, Morven turned to Winter and gestured for her to lead the way, the two specialist about to leave when Morven stopped looking back at Fenrir and add, "I'll have one of the onboard medics stop by to check your head, I wouldn't want you to suffer any serious injuries before we arrive at Atlas."
Fenrir stayed quiet and watched Morven leave, his tail stiffening up slightly staying on guard as his mind raced, "I guess I should give this guy a chance, I mean he's the first human who's treated me with any form of respect so maybe he's not all bad," he thought, turning his sights to Yang who had been quiet this entire time.
That guy is really something huh," Yang said almost to herself as she met Fenrir's gaze, the two of them staring at eachother for almost a minute before she cleared her throat expectantly at the Faunus before saying, "hey you gonna say something to me, or are you just going to sit and stare at me?"
Fenrir shook his head before saying, "sorry it's just that I'm not used to talking with humans, so I'm a bit uneasy, but if there's one thing that my mom always tell me is to be polite to anyone I meet," he said with a hint of sadness in his voice.
Yang raised her eyebrow and shook her head saying in a disappointed tone, "your mother taught you that, yet you were still killing innocent people just trying to escape the Grimm, what do you think she would say if she saw you now," Yang's lilac eyes searching his face for any sign of remorse for his actions.
Fenrir glared angrily at the blonde brawler, "let's get one thing clear blondie, you don't know a damn thing about me, you didn't have to deal with the glares, the verbal or physical abuse I had to endure my entire childhood, so don't you dare lecture me about what I did, it's because of judgemental people like you that I joined the White Fang," Fenrir yelled as he glared at Yang for a few more seconds before turning away from her and closing his eyes.
Seeing Fenrir begin to close up emotionally Yang looked away, an abashed expression came across her face as she sighed and approached him, moving beside him she could see the paleness returning to his face as another bout of airsickness began to start, kneeling beside him she gently placed her hand on his shoulder and sighed again trying to get his attention.
"Man I need to learn how to control my temper, she was just speaking her mind, I shouldn't have snapped at her like that, after everything she's has been through, but she had no right to bring up mom like that," Fenrir thought as he felt the blonde humans hand on his shoulder, causing him to flinch slightly, never in his life had a human comforted him before, after letting it all out he turned his head slightly to look at the blonde human, his red eyes meeting her lilac orbs.
"I'm sorry Fen, I overstepped my boundaries," Yang muttered quietly removing her hand from his shoulder and standing up, looking around the room she spotted the trashcan that he had been using earlier when he was sick and grimaced, walking over and picking it up Yang brought it over to Fenrir and patted his shoulder again before moving to leave without saying another word.
"Yang wait," Fenrir muttered catching her hand as she tried to leave, looking up at her his expression a mixture of just being tired and scared halting her for a second. His voice catching in his throat as he looked up at her, the cool metal of her hand not even fazing him as he noticed a faint red color start to appear on her cheeks.
"Umm excuse me is there a Fenrir Argyros here," an elderly voice said coming from behind Yang causing her to jerk her hand back from Fenrir, turning around to look at the small elderly medical officer pushing a small cart that walked into the room, the red on her cheeks quickly disappearing as she pointed behind her to the Faunus.
"Yeah he's right here Ma'am," Yang said quickly stepping out of the way allowing the elderly woman past her, "I believe he said something about being worried about having a concussion or something from that bit of turbulence we hit when fighting the Grimm."
"Ahh thank you deary," the woman said cheerfully not even surprised at the sight of the young Faunus, pulling her cart right besides him she clucked her gums noticing his pale complexion and the trashcan beside him before asking, "are you also suffering from airsickness young man besides the pain in your head?"
For Fenrir two sympathetic humans was surprising enough, but with this third one appearing and checking him over medically he couldn't help but let an animalistic whimper of discomfort leave his lips, a noise that didn't even deter the old lady as she pulled out a small handheld scanner from her cart and began waving it over him, merrily humming to herself as she checked him, Fenrir was surprised to hear a loud click and, it took a full second for him to realize that she had just undone the handcuffs that held him in place.
"Please don't think about running away dear," he heard her say suddenly grabbing his chin with a surprisingly strong grip bringing his eyes to hers, to his shock he found that she also had dark red eyes, eyes that as soon they met his his, they seemed to glow slightly and his body began to slip out of his control becoming sluggish, "don't worry I'm not going to hurt you Fenrir," he heard her say softly releasing her hold on him, "Morven sent me specifically to check your wounds and make sure you are doing fine."
"W-w-what did you do to me," Fenrir struggled to say as he fell onto to his side, the small woman kneeling over him muttering to herself as she looked over her instruments, "you said M-M-Morven sent you, why isn't he here then supervising then, making sure I don't overpower you and escape?"
"Sweety you think you're in any condition to try and overpower me," she said tittering to herself quietly placing the scanner back on her cart before lightly pressing on the side of his head, "tell me Fenrir does this hurt when I press here?"
"Ahh!" Fenrir growled loudly before saying in a much more polite tone, "yeah it hurts behind my head Ma'am," as the nurse pressed again on the back of his head, while Yang looked at the wolf faunus with a slight grin on her face, which thankfully he didn't notice.
"Alright it's just what I thought then, nothing too serious just a little bump on the head not even bad enough to consider a concussion," the old woman said with a little chuckle before reaching back onto her cart rummaging for a second before pulling out a needle and a vial containing some clear liquid.
"Could have fooled me,"Fenrir said sarcastically before noticing the needle in the woman's hand, making the wolf Faunus pale harder then when the Grimm attacked, "W-w-w what the hell is that thing in your hands," he almost yelled as he saw the woman pull up the sleeve of his jacket.
"Please calm down Fenrir," the medic said wiping his arm down with some rubbing alcohol before she started counting down, "five, four, three…" Fenrir closed his eyes and waited for the needle enter him. "Two, and alright you're done now Fenrir," she said with a little laugh putting the needle away placing a small bandage on his bicep, "I can't believe big ol' you was scared of a little pinprick like that, oh this is a hoot," she said laughing to herself as she finished packing up cart.
"Wait what," Fenrir opened his eyes and looked at the old woman in confusion before it dawned on him that she had just played him for a fool, growling slightly he realized that he had movement in his body again and sat up again looking the old woman in the eyes again with a glare before turning to Yang who was stifling her own laughter.
"Hey eyes over her wolfie," the medic said turning his gaze back to her, "I'm going to ask you to turn around now and lift your shirt up so I can check out the stitches on your back alright, Morven mentioned that he wasn't sure he did a good enough so he wanted me to look them over."
Nodding his head the Faunus took off his shirt exposing his bare chest before muttering, "well I hope you can do a better job than he did, otherwise I'll be in some deep shit," the sarcasm in his voice obvious as he turned his head to the blonde human who had been giving him a strange look the entire time, most likely because the scars on his body.
"Well that's awfully rude of you Fenrir," the medic clucked again gently checking the area around the stitches before looking at them directly, "his stitches are actually fine, not as flawless as my own work but nonetheless doing their job." Nodding for Fenrir to put his shirt back on she then turned to Yang and gave her a questioning look.
"For what it's worth thanks doc," Fenrir said as he sat back down against the bulkhead, the click of the handcuffs sounding as the medic swiftly cuffed him back in before giving him a almost sad look, "sorry Fenrir but you are a prisoner and you have to be secured, Morven must trust you to some extent though normally prisoners end up in the windowless detention wing, anyway that injection should help with your airsickness, and if you need anymore attention I'll be sure to take care of you."
Moving towards the door the medic paused and looked at Yang, her gaze going from her face down to her right arm before asking, "so how long have you had that arm young lady, your body seems to be accepting it rather well, or is that just an attachment and not fused in yet?"
"Well I'm still getting used to it, but what do you mean fused in," Yang said giving the woman a confused look, "I mean I can take it off whenever I want, but I wish I could do something about how it looks, I feel like when I get around people that's all they'll be looking at."
"Why worry about that blondie, what you should be worried about is what the soldiers in Atlas will think, when they are see that smoking hot body once we arrive," Fenrir chuckled under his breath and a smirk on his face.
Yang didn't hear exactly what he said, but judging from the smirk he had on his face she shot him a dirty look before turning back to the old woman saying, "I was going to talk to Morven about it when we arrived at Atlas but if you know any information about the arms I'd like to hear it."
"Well there are some things that they could do for you young lady, although I'll tell you now, the procedure can be very painful but at the end of it they'll give you a almost indistinguishable synthetic skin to cover the arm making it look and feel the same as normal flesh, if that's the route you want to take I suggest you do talk to Morven about it, he'll give you the full details on it and take you to have your arm reformed."
"Alright thank you… I'm sorry we never even asked your name," Yang said becoming slightly flustered at her rudeness, "what's your name Ma'am?"
"Oh don't worry about it you two, you kids can just call me Eve, everyone does," she said with a cheerful smile, "well anyways I have to run along, I'm sure there are plenty of other injuries I have to see too so the two of you take care."
Watching Eve leave Fenrir then shifted his gaze back to Yang who stood awkwardly in the doorway before chipping in saying, "I think you should go through with the procedure blondie, who knows it might even help you out mentally," Fenrir said as he looked at Yang's face.
"Yeah well whatever decision I go with," Yang said tersely looking at Fenrir, "it's not going to have to do with what you say, now I'm going to go find where I'm staying on this ship, so don't miss me too much," she said with a flip of her hair before walking out, a general idea of where the crew quarters was in her mind as she left.
Fenrir leaned back and closed his eyes, whatever Eve had given him working since he only felt slightly groggy and not violently sick like he was earlier, thinking to himself, "damn this just keeps getting weirder and weirder for me, I just hope that when we get to Atlas these humans will start to make more sense to me," sighing deeply to himself he shifted till he found a comfortable position and drifted off to sleep, not necessarily at ease, but also not completely worried anymore.
Meanwhile back in Winters Quarters
"I thought you told me Morven you were going to cut back on using that stage of your Semblance, " Winter said heatedly removing her coat and placing it in her closet before turning back to her partner, "Morven ever since you've discovered that side of your Semblance you've been wary of it, and I think for good reason too otherwise you wouldn't have asked me to lecture you every time you use it like that."
"I know Winter," Morven replied slipping of his jacket as well and setting it on the back of a chair before sitting down, his eyes never leaving Winter as he watched her stride over to him, their eyes locking onto each other as she just plopped herself in his lap.
"How long has it been Morven," Winter asked a strange tone entering her voice as she rested her head against his chest not moving before asking again, "how long have we known each other, I'm not talking about when we were kids and our parents were doing business, I'm talking about us as adults… As partners Morven, how long have we been close?"
Having Winter this close to him Morven immediately tensed up, he looked down and met her clear blue eyes with his own and felt his heart rate speed up as she leaned against him, swallowing once Morven shakily answered, "It's been almost seven years Winter, seven years since I've been with you, and they have honestly been the best years of my life," Morven added mentally standing suddenly picking Winter up and carrying her towards her bed.
"Morven what are you doing," Winter said her voice going up a pitch as she looked and realized he was carrying her towards her bed, looking up all emotion aside from a determined look on his face making her think, "On my god it's finally going to happen," her heart pounding in her chest as they moved closer to the bed, her breathing getting heavier until she realized that she had no idea where to start, and before Winter could say anything she suddenly she was on her bed with Morven looking down at her, a strange look on his face as he stared into her eyes.
"Winter… We've been together for a long time as partners and I trust you with my life, and I would do anything to keep you safe because… Well you are very special to me," Morven's cheeks reddened slightly at this and he stood up straight releasing Winter with a laugh.
Seeing Morven begin to move away, Winter shot her hand out and grabbed his halting him, her gaze pleading as looked at him, inside she was crying out, "please… Stay with me." "I'm sorry Winter," Morven started, his voice having a regrettable tone to it as he reached and stroked her cheek, "I still have that report to type up for the General, then wash the blood off my coat, and the go check on Fenrir later, his hearing is going to have nothing in his favor and I do want to help him."
"But why Morven? Why is this Faunus so important Morven," Winters voice took on a harsher tone as their prisoner was brought up, "ever since we found him you've been incredibly protective of him, even stepping between him and the entirety of the White Fang," Winter stared at Morven trying to find out what was going through his mind, her hand moving to his on her cheek as she closed her eyes, the silent fear in her heart becoming more realized.
"That Faunus is going to get him killed," every fiber of Winter's being screamed to her as she stared into her partner's strange eyes thinking of the wolf Faunus, the more she thought about it the more it seemed like finding him as he needed saving seemed to be very convenient, almost as if it was a set up. Pulling Morven down to her Winter waited till he finally met her gaze, she then asked in a scared voice, "what do you know about him, what have you seen?"
The two of them stayed like that for a minute in silence before Morven finally replied, "I didn't see anything Winter, it's not like the kid is some savior or he's going to bring peace to the human and Faunus, it's just that I wanted to help him out of a situation that I feel he was forced into, he may be sounding aggressive now but can you blame him, to him for the longest time we've been the enemy, and now he's being held prisoner while still being treated with respect, I'd have a hard time trying to wrap my head around that too if I was raised being told that humans are cruel."
"Morven I just can't help but feel that trusting him is going to lead to something bad happening," Winter's hands dropped to her lap as she realized that no matter what she said, he had already made up his mind. Sighing deeply Winter just shook her head before giving Morven a sad smile and whispering, "you know I feel the same way about you… I don't want anything to happen to you either."
Smiling and stroking Winter's cheek one last time Morven bid her goodnight, grabbing his jacket and sword off the chair Morven returned to his own quarters right next door, a sigh of relief escaping his lips as he closed the door behind him as he thought to himself, "I wish I could tell you the future Winter, hell I wish I could know the future just for my own peace of mind," looking at his desk with his report half typed Morven gave a tired sigh and sat down returning once again to his work, knowing that for good or bad this decision was going to change their lives.
Eight uneventful hours later
"Hey it's time to wake up now Mr. Argyros we have finally arrived," an even voice said waking Fenrir from his surprising deep and restful sleep, he looked up to find Morven standing over him, the Specialist not looking nervous per se, but something did seem to be agitating him as he unlocked the cuffs keeping Fenrir in place before offering his hand saying, "now you're in our territory so I suggest that you listen to me and don't even think about running, not everyone around here thinks as clearly as me and wouldn't hesitate to kill you if they perceive you as a threat.
Looking up at Morven, Fenrir narrowed his red eyes at first before realizing that the Specialist was just trying to give him some advice, scoffing and ignoring the hand offered to help him Fenrir stood and looked Morven in the eyes again before finally nodding and held out his hands before muttering, "I would at least hope you'd try to stop my would be killers since you're so damn honorable, but anyway where are the others, I mean a big day like this I would think your partner would be jumping in joy to bring me to the General, since she hates my guts," Fenrir chuckled completely changing his tone as the two of them headed towards the main loading bay, with the Specialist holding his shoulder as they walked.
"Winter and Yang should already be just ahead, and as for my partner's views on the matter, I'd prefer to keep that opinion to myself," a slight bit of annoyance in Morvens voice as they arrived to find the bay busy with workers unloading and checking over gear, one of whom was approaching them with a tired and irritating look.
"Specialist Morven, while all of us appreciate you and your partner Winter for eliminating the Grimm attacking us during our flight back to Atlas, I have to ask you to please remember that these airships are quite expensive to maintain and operate, so on behalf of my fellow workers I'd like to ask you to please be a bit more careful around our equipment."
"Hey mate try being in my shoes, I suffer from airsickness so being off this flying death trap is like a blessing from the gods," Fenrir laughed glad to be out of the dreadful bullhead.
"Yes while I'm sure the flight was most unpleasant for you but this is a much more serious matter," head worker said ignoring the interruption, and giving Fenrir the typical look of those who harbored grudges against the White Fang, turning back to Morven and continuing saying, "at any rate please do remember to not cause so much trouble when you're traveling with us alright," with that the worker strode off immediately yelling at several of his underlings who seemed to be just standing around.
"Alright Mr. Argyros let keep moving, I have the feeling that the General himself is going to be arriving so I'd prefer to not keep him waiting," Fenrir could hear the almost imperceptible edge to his voice as Morven nudged him along down the catwalk, looking around he easily spotted the mane of blonde hair that belonged to Yang as she walked her motorcycle out of the bay, Winter elegantly walking beside her seemingly deep in thought.
"Maybe I should apologize to Yang for the comment I made in the ship yesterday," Fenrir thought as he walked down the catwalk stealing a glance at the blonde beauty, "I mean so far it's just been her and and Morven who have treated me like a actual person, well them and Eve, maybe I should just…" Fenrir was jerked out of his thoughts when a deep booming voice called out, "Morven, so you're finally made it back from that little side mission you were sent on, although I did not expect you to come back with souvenirs."
Fenrir turned first towards the voice, the hackles on the back of his neck rising as he instantly figured out who the voice belonged too from just looking at the man, he was a tall well built man in his late thirties, with neatly combed back black hair and a good amount of stubble on his face, wearing a white double-breasted Atlas officer tailcoat with blue accents, with a black collared shirt with a red tie underneath that and a massive revolver on his hip Fenrirthought to himself, "so that's General James Ironwood, I gotta say he sure as hell looks a lot taller in person, I should play it safe right now and not get on his badside."
"Welcome back Morven, I must say I'm a bit surprised that it took you longer than expected to complete your mission," Ironwood said in a casual tone striding up to the two before turning his sights on the Faunus giving him a look of distaste, "so this must be one of the White Fang from Vale, I must say from what your original mission was there I did not expect you to be bringing a prisoner back with you, I'm assuming you have a very good reason for this?"
Morven gave a sharp nod before explaining, "well General this is no ordinary member of the White Fang, this right here is Fenrir Argyros, alias the White Beast. After delivering the arm to miss Xiao-Long like you asked, Winter and myself were making our way back to the town we landed in when we ran into Mr. Argyros here, he was being attacked by his brother Caius Argyros alias the White Devil. After scaring him off I decided to tend his wounds and then bring him back to Atlas for questioning, I'm sure with as cooperative as he has been with me he may be willing to share information about who was really behind the fall of Vale," Morven replied as he shook Ironwoods hand.
Seeing Morven had finally exited the airship with Fenrir, Winter and Yang came to join them, the female Specialist shooting a respectful nod at the General before saying, "General we have also brought along one of the Huntresses in training from Vale a survivor of the attack on Beacon, I'm sure you remember Ms. Xiao-Long," Winter said gesturing for Yang to step forward.
"Yes I remember Ms. Xiao-Long, I remember that at the end of her last fight we now know that you were baited and then framed by one of our now revealed enemies, Emerald Sustrai," Ironwood said giving Yang a sympathetic look before turning back to his two Specialists, the expression on his face indicating he was deep in thought as he looked over the group again before finally coming to a rest upon Fenrir.
"Oh yeah now that you mention it, I remember a person named Emerald, always hanging around someone named Mercury, but if not she would act like a little lap dog for the so called Queen," Fenrir chirped looking the General dead in the eye before stealing a glance at Yang, who climbed onto her bike waiting for something.
"Hmm well I assume by Mercury you mean Mercury Black, so there's another name we can add to the watch list Morven," Ironwood asked looking past Fenrir at Morven who responded with, "right away General," waiting for whatever orders he was given next as several vehicles rolled onto the landing zone, one of which bearing the Schnee family emblem pulling up besides them.
"It seems my ride is here, Gentlemen, General," Winter nodded before she waved Yang over telling her to follow them to the Schnee estate, and getting into the vehicle they took off while Morven loaded Fenrir into a separate one with several guards as escorts, before closing the door he laid a hand on Fenrir's shoulder and said in a low voice, "I can't promise you that others will treat you with the same dignity that I have but know this, just like how not all Faunus are bad, the same is with humans." With that he released Fenrir and closed the vehicle door heading to the other with the General as they made their way to Atlas HQ, the rising sun signifying the start of a new day.
Several hours later at Atlas HQ
"So that's your plan with the White Beast, Morven I have absolute trust and faith in you to carry out your duties as a Specialist but…" Ironwood stopped pacing in his office and turned to one of his most trusted Hunters and sighed, "Morven I doubt even the Council will agree with allowing you to deal with your prisoner, just listening to it now I barely am agreeing to it."
"I know sir, it's just that I feel that this kid was placed in this situation by forces out of his control and he's not really to blame," Morven reasoned still leaning back against the bookshelf in Ironwood's study looking at his commanding officer with a thoughtful expression, he could see what the General was inferring by bringing up the council but knew that he couldn't throw the kid to the wolves of the Council, pausing for a second Morven finally replied, "then I'll become his ward and take full responsibility for the kid, since I also managed to convince Yang to return with us that'll make a full four-man team, with both Winter and I looking after him, and Yang being there to help with his transition I don't think the Council would argue with that, I'm even going to speak with my grandfather about this."
"Hmmm," Ironwood sighed to himself resuming his pacing for a minute before nodding, "that might help, but then there's the fact of if he doesn't cooperate with us, I'm talking about right now with giving us any up to date information on the White Fang and whoever else is working to destroy the Kingdoms, if he surrenders whatever information he has easily then you'll be more likely to have the Council to allow your request, at least that's the way I see it, but you don't have to worry about me Morven I will already back you up with this."
"Thank you sir," Morven said shooting Ironwood a grateful smile before his scroll began buzzing, pulling it out and apologizing to the General he answered it to find it was Winter calling him from the Schnee estate saying, "Morven I'm settling Yang in right now to one of the extra rooms in our estate, she wanted me to ask you though if you plan on taking her to the medical division for her arm, if not today then maybe sometime soon if you are free," even hearing her through the scroll Morven could hear a slightly irritated edge to her voice and shook his head and sighed, "alright Winter I'll head over to the estate possibly tomorrow, I have to speak with my grandfather now that my meeting with the General is wrapping up, tell Yang that I'll get a hold of her later and we can discuss it then alright."
Saying their goodbyes and shaking hands Ironwood waited till Morven left the room before he sat down, pulling up once again the filed report Morven had typed for him going over again the part that mentioned a possible White Fang encampment near the town of Mirfield and paused, trying to recall the area before shrugging it off thinking to himself, "that operation sounds too small for the leaders of the White Fang to be located there, I'll have to order my men to widen the search from Beacon area once we retake the Kingdom, I will not allow these criminals to get away with what they've done."
At the Schnee estate
"Yang it's really good to see you again, especially now that you're back in the fight," Weiss said hugging her old teammate before pausing and looking around and realizing that Ruby was nowhere in sight, turning back to Yang, the questioning look on her face answered when Yang told her, "Ruby left a couple months ago with Jaune, Ren, and Nora, no one has seen or heard from them since, but the note she left said they were going to find Cinder and avenge Pyrrha." At the mention of their deceased friend both girls fell silent and broke eye contact as Winter walked back in foyer with a older gentleman and a young boy both of whom had the iconic Schnee white hair.
"There you are Yang, I see my sister has been showing you around the estate, what do you think so far?" The man behind Winter cleared his throat and an annoyed look flashed across Winter's face before she continued, "Yang this is my father Jacque Schnee, current head of the Schnee Dust Company, and this is my younger brother Whitley, they both wanted to come down and welcome you since our father is being gracious and letting you stay here," there was an almost imperceptible glare of irritation from Winter as Jacque moved passed her and took Yang's hand, looking into her lilac eyes with cold blue ones he gave her a smile that for some reason sent a shiver down her spine.
"Welcome Yang I do hope you enjoy your time here with us," Jacque said shaking her hand lightly, the smallest look of distaste in his eyes as he stared at her arm before releasing it looking back into her eyes, "if you require anything at all Klein will be more then happy to get you it," releasing her hand Jacque walked away noticeably lightening the mood and the tension of the room.
"And I am Whitely Schnee," another voice came bringing Yang's attention back to the young man standing before her, a sense of arrogance in the air about him as he looked at her, gently taking her hand before continuing, "you know Yang our family is having a concert and a ball in tribute of what happened to Vale, and I'd be honored if you would accompany me as my guest to my dear sister Weiss's concert," Whitely shot his sister a smug look before looking back to Yang expectantly.
Realizing that he was waiting for an answer, Yang answered in a friendly tone, "I appreciate the offer, but I'm going to have to say no thanks, don't get me wrong it's not you it's just that I'm not looking to go to a fancy party, besides you're my teammates brother so It'd be a little awkward."
The smug look on Whitley's face turned sour as a stifled laugh escaped Weiss, turning to shoot her a dark look he scoffed and muttered under his breath, "oh you can bet that this won't be the last time we meet Yang, I'll have you I promise you that." With a huff the young Schnee left and Yang gave Weiss a confused look.
"Did I say something wrong," Yang asked her teammate, hoping that she did not offend her brother in anyway by declining his offer, the Heiress just looked with small smile before answering, "Don't worry he is just not used to being turned down before, if I could guess I'd imagine he'd never been rejected before, in any case I'm just glad you're here Yang, I could really use a friendly face right now."
A small smile appeared on the blonde brawlers face, as she placed her hand on her friend's shoulder before saying, "the feeling is mutual Ice Queen, I'm still trying to comprehend everything that has happened these last few months sometimes I think it's all a bad dream and we will wake up in beacon, talk about wishful thinking huh," Yang said chuckling slightly before noticing the sad expression that Weiss seemed to be hiding. Taking on a more serious tone she asked, "so has it been that bad for you here Weiss? I can guess Winter hasn't been around much since her and Morven we assigned a mission and…"
"Wait Morven came back with my sister?" Weiss almost shouted interrupting Yang, "so he's back here in Atlas," the excitement in Weiss's voice obvious as she looked at Winter for confirmation with a hopeful look on her face.
"I know it's been awhile Weiss since you've seen him but Morven is busy right now, while we were in Vale we picked up a bit of a nuisance that he's dealing with at the moment," Weiss noticed the annoyance in her sister's voice at the mention of a nuisance and looked at Yang quizzically waiting for an answer.
"By nuisance your sister means they captured a member of the White Fang," Yang explained shocking Weiss, "Winter give him a chance he must have had a reason for joining the White Fang, we shouldn't just judge him just for being a Faunus and Morven did say that he wants to help him," giving Winter a stern look before looking back at Weiss.
"Was this member a part of the attack on Beacon," Weiss asked with a harsh tone, her eyes narrowing as she looked at Yang, "was this one of the animals that played a part in destroying our school and hurting you and Blake?"
Yang pursed her lips and thought to herself before answering saying, "Fenrir claimed that he wasn't at beacon during the attack, rather that he was with another group that was dealing with a group of those large mechs to be delivered, also what would he have to gain from lying to us!" Yang said giving a stern look to both Schnee sisters while keeping her arms crossed.
"Well if he was lying we'll find out, our interrogator back at HQ is very effective so we'll learn everything he knows soon enough, in the meantime Yang would you like to continue your tour of our estate?" Winter asked changing her tone, "I have the feeling that you'll really enjoy our garden, that's where our mother spends her time so you'll be able to meet her when we get there.
"Sure it will be a good change of pace," Yang said as they resumed their tour of the Mansion, the further along they got she had to admit that the mansion was the most beautiful place she had ever seen, the gorgeous Grimm statues that decorated the house as well as the many one of a kind pieces of art only impressed her more as they made their way to the garden, still her thoughts couldn't help but drift to the young wolf Faunus she had met, not doubting Morven's words that he would be taken care of, but rather if there were those who would do whatever in their power to harm him.
Meanwhile back at Atlas HQ
Fenrir sat alone in one of the many detention cells located below the Atlas HQ with an angry expression on his face, Morven had informed him that he had to report to the Council in regards his mission and left telling him that he'd return later saying he wished to speak with him about something important. Sighing heavily Fen looked around the the room and noticed a security camera on the wall, no doubt allowing the guards to keep an eye on him. "Great not only am I captured by these asshole humans, now they have me in this goddamn cell playing the waiting game," he thought to himself angrily shooting the camera a glare before flipping whoever was behind the camera the bird, "I guess they are trying to break me but they are in for a big surprise, if they think I'm just going to roll over and beg then they have another thing coming."
Shifting around and feeling his pockets Fen realized that something missing, to his shock his picture was missing, out of all the the things left in his possession, out of the all things he held dear, only things that he cared about more than life itself was that picture and the scarf around his neck, "oh this is just fucken-tastic now I lost my picture!" he thought angrily as he frantically looked through his coat pockets only to find nothing, but his panic was quickly cut short as he heard the door to his cell suddenly open.
"So you're the one they called the White Beast huh, I must say I'm kinda disappointed, I expected you to be a bit bigger and older but you're just a kid," a monster of a man growled striding into Fenrir's cell, he was at least a full head taller than Fenrir, and his broad shoulders almost brushed either side of the cell door as he walked in, looking down at Fenrir with the disgusted look he was used to getting from most humans.
"Holy shit you're tall, you know big guy if I didn't know any better I would say might be built like a Mountain by the way you look, all your missing now is a set of armor and a fucked up face," Fenrir mocked as be he sent a glare of his own to this man, who no doubt had dark plans for him.
"Well aren't you the talkative one, now I'm really looking forward to this," the man growled again his voice for some reason filling Fenrir with a sense of dread as the man's disgusting yellow eyes met his. "My name is Lore Black and I'll be in charge of your incarceration for what little time you have left in Atlas, so if you need anything, please hesitate before asking."
Fenrir looked at the mountain of a man with a mix of fear and hate, under normal circumstances he would continue making snide remarks, but by looking at this man it's safe to assume that he has tortured many people before, "you don't need to sugarcoat it, by interrogation you mean torture and I can tell by just looking at you that you enjoy inflicting pain on people, you might as well be as monstrous as the Grimm."
"Oh I would never hurt another human being, just the idea of doing that brings a sour taste to my mouth," Lore chuckled feigning hurt before his expression darkened and he snapped, "but when it comes to inflicting pain on you dirty animals there's nothing I love more, you Faunus are a plague and I personally think that you should all be slaves or just put down like the animals you are."
Fenrir shot the man a hateful glare while tightening his hand into a fist, "You know it's assholes like you that make glad that I joined the White Fang," Fen yelled at the man, if there was one thing he hated more than Grimm, it was the humans that compare his kin to animals and this man was no different.
"Ahh yes the White Fang," Lore's voice had a mocking tone to it as he stepped closer to Fen, looking at him with a sick grin, "your little organization has given me plenty of practice to perfect the art behind my semblance, one that I use in this line of work and that you will become very familiar with soon enough," the ominous meaning behind his words puzzling Fen as he noticed it started to become hard to breath.
Fen began to panic as he felt the air grow thin, as if something was sucking the air from around him, "what the fuck is going on why is it so hard to breath, it's like there is no air in my in the area is this a semblance?" losing his balance Fenrir fell to the floor blacking out while Lore looked at him, the evil smile on his face being the last thing Fen saw as he thought desperately, "Morven please… help me…"
At the Council's Tower
"And that's the conclusion I've come to sir," Morven finished watching the old man from across him set down his report and rub his temples, the normally tired expression on his face now replaced with one of deep thought as he looked at Morven. The information he had gathered all pointing to the fact that the main forces of the White Fang were pulled out of Vale already, their chances for capturing the leaders out of their grasp meaning another frustrating loss for their military.
After a moment of silence the old man nodded and and then asked, "so what about this prisoner your report mentions, this White Beast of the White Fang. Do you really believe that he will cooperate with you despite his history of bloodshed? This record of his crimes seems to indicate that he is just as likely to continue fighting."
"Before I answer, can we please keep this conversation off record right now sir," Morven asked standing up and moving over to the window, his almost nervous demeanor intriguing the old councilor who nodded and gestured for Morven to continue.
"This young man was about to be slain by his own flesh and blood brother for trying to help a pregnant mother and her sons get to safety, an act unheard of coming from the recent White Fang," Morven explained looking out over the shining city, "then there's the cooperation he has shown me since I took him in, given the prime opportunities he possibly had to escape, Fenrir Argyros remained in our custody and since then hasn't caused an incident."
"Have you considered perhaps he's waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike, here he's capable of delivering a crippling blow in our military chain of command? Here he is in the center or our territory now, with the council or even the General within striking distance," the old man reasoned taking a sip of his water before releasing a tired sigh, wincing slightly in his old age as he moved.
"Are you feeling alright grandfather," Morven asked returning to the desk refilling his elders glass of water before taking his seat before him again.
"Morven, every time I see you it makes me proud to know, that I have such a kind hearted grandson," he said a smile coming across his old and weathered face before turning serious. "You need to be careful though, I know that your esthetics and code are what you live by, but as our history shows many of the males in our bloodline have died defending their esthetics, but I for one don't want to see you fall to the same fate."
Morven paused for a second thinking over his grandfather's word very carefully before replying, "if I don't die defending my beliefs, then what's the point of having them? To die for something worth fighting for is honorable, is it not?"
"But needlessly throwing your life away is pointless as well," Morvens grandfather snapped back raising his voice as he stood up suddenly, looking down at his grandson who didn't even flinch. The two of them held their stares for a minute that seemed like an eternity, eventually he old man broke his gaze and scoffed chuckling under his breath, "it seems the line of knights in our family hasn't quite disappeared yet, very well Morven, you have my support for your case of the young Faunus, just be sure that the two of you do not waver from this path. For now both of your fates are intertwined in this end of an age."
With that he waved Morven away and turned his chair around to look out the Window, Morven bowed respectfully and left without another word, his mind already focusing on his next objective, winning over the rest of the council and getting Fenrir his freedom. "He may have been on the wrong path, but it's not too late for him," Morven thought riding the elevator down pondering his options, his hand unconsciously drifting to the photo he picked up of Fenrir and his family, Morven felt his resolve strengthen as he exited the elevator, in his heart knowing that he was doing the right thing, and hoping that in the end others would be able to see that.
AN: Hey guys your boy Keeper here I've hoped you enjoyed this chapter, Now I know Fenrir's being treated badly but don't worry he will have his time to shine soon, if you enjoyed this chapter please leave a review and if you have any suggestions on how me and TheBoredBoot can improve our skills please PM us or leave it in the review.
The next chapter will probably be out soon so with that said this is Keeper of the One Winged Angel logging out (fades away).