AN: Alright everyone, I already said that Adam's design is going to be the one he had initially, the coat with the rose on it. I've decided to use a Jaune fan art I found for his (just sans the sword, image will go up onto Facebook). I plan to update Melanie's design as well, at the very least giving her the claws her sister uses along with her own heels. Any suggestions for updates to the combat outfits for Melanie or Amber will be happily listened to. If I use the suggestion, credit will be given.
AN2: AN: Hey everybody! I wanted to apologize for being silent for so long, things have been crazy. A few weeks ago my (then) Fiancé got a job offer in the Virgin Islands so since then the two of us have gotten married, I quit my job, we packed up what we could, flew down here, are going through a honeymoon period, and I'm looking for work here on St. Thomas Island. I hope to update more regularly now that the hassle of the move is over, but we'll see. Also, if anyone reading is a business owner/manager here on St. Thomas and are hiring or know someone who is, I'd appreciate a PM.
Second Coming of the Reaper 6
Chapter 6
-Jaune-
Leaning back in his booth, Jaune sipped at the glass of Scotch that Amber had ordered for him. Adam meanwhile had a bottle of Sake with a Saucer. Amber's friend, a man named Junior, had pulled through and gotten both Jaune and Adam some rather nice new clothes, their outfits apparently being initial ideas for the uniform that Junior's employees would wear before the man had decided to settle on something simpler.
"The wounds holding up alright?" Jaune asked his apparent new teammate, sipping his drink as he stayed rooted in his seat. Everything had been going on in a near rush since he had met Amber and he was appreciating having some time without the bubbly brunette dropping any more bombshells for him to be able to process everything.
"As well as can be expected." Adam was stiffly neutral with him but that was likely the best Jaune could hope for at this point. Glancing over, he saw Amber going from worker to worker, catching up with the very happy people who were talking to everyone. The Club's Owner, Junior, had told one of his workers to get the clothes he and Adam were wearing out of the back before going upstairs to find someone else. "How did you even meet her anyway?" Adam asked, leaning back against his seat and drinking his Sake.
"I was heading to Beacon." Jaune snorted amused, "My teacher's idea, a bit of 'character building', wandering the wilds before I got to the Academy and the cushy safety of a Kingdom Capital. I took a bullhead to the continent and then began my journey. I got lucky and came across Amber when she was being attacked so I interfered to help her. By what you described it was the same people who showed up to your camp that first time."
"Cinder." Adam spat, the man's dead black eyes narrowing sinisterly.
"Yeah." Jaune nodded, "We got taken by her ally Qrow to Beacon where she got Ozpin to agree to what she wanted in exchange for her being a student."
"Your teacher?" Adam frowned, "You didn't go to an academy?"
"I was an Apprentice, the heir to the Grimm Reaper." Jaune gave a confident smirk as Adam's jaw dropped at the name of the legendary Huntress.
"Hey boys, how're the drinks?" Amber slid into the booth, giving them a grin as she held an exceedingly large mug of beer.
"They're good." Jaune nodded as Adam gave a grunt.
"This place always has the best drinks around." Amber stretched happily, "And I can't wait for you to meet my friends Mil and Mel, those two are awesome! I wonder what's bugging Junior though, he seemed off." As if summoned, Jaune noticed the large man, Junior, return with two girls. One of whom was limping with the aide of crutches. "Mil!" Amber's tankard hit the ground with a thud as she ran over to the girl that was apparently her old friend. "Mil! Who did this to you?" Amber looked horrified and clearly wants to clutch her friend close but is resisting for fear of making the situation worse.
"Some blonde huntress in training." Junior scowled, "She came in demanding information, information I actually didn't have. When she didn't it she grabbed my nuts and squeezed. I could tell then that she had aura as she actually strained mine with that little stunt."
"She got Junior out onto the dance floor and acted like she was going to kiss him." The uninjured sister, Mel if Jaune remembered correctly, picked up, "When he leaned in she decked him in the teeth and sent him flying back. We tried to get rid of her, but she didn't just have aura but her weapons, fucking shotgun gauntlets. She started firing and attacking even with the civilians in here. Junior hasn't actively trained in years and the two of us have never had the time for dedicated huntsmen training. She demolished us with what she had and some crazy ass semblance. Mil…Mil got beaten badly, took injuries even after her Aura got broken. She'll recover but I'm not sure to what degree she'll be able to fight again afterward."
"I can get you into Beacon Mel." Amber didn't even hesitate, "That will let you get the training you need, and we can even find the one who did this to you."
"But what about the bar?" Mel protested, "While Mil could probably handle any civilians making trouble once she recovers and maybe even some people above regular civilians she's still hurt now."
"I can help with that." Adam spoke up, looking seriously at Junior, "Provided you're willing to agree to my terms."
"What are you talking about?" Junior grunted, leaning at the bar with a bottle of rum as he began to pour, "I need details kid."
"I had a team back on Menagerie." Adam spoke up, draining his saucer of Sake, "All Faunus with unique traits that gave them extra abilities, some even comparable to a semblance. I devoted extra resources I saved and acquired on my own to have them trained and prepped. If the cell that betrayed me was swayed so quickly then this group clearly has more tricks and resources than I know of, more ways to coerce. I plan to send my team an order to come to Vale. I do already see Faunus working for you. Agree to let them operate out of your bar and I'll have them act as added security here."
"I can vouch for Adam." Amber spoke up, "Trust me, he isn't lying."
"Deal kid." Junior grunted, offering a large hand for Adam to shake, "So long as you help look after Melanie at Beacon." Junior's face darkens, "If anyone hurts my girls again, I'll rip their spine out and beat em with it! They'll see why I was called the Bear of Vale."
"I'll need a Scroll to contact my team." Adam spoke only up as one of the grunts brought one over instantly.
"Untraceable burn scroll. Has one call ready and then will wipe itself clean for a new number." The well clad bar grunt explained before going back to their post in the building.
"You know, I never actually agreed to this right?" Mel asked with a raised eyebrow as Adam walked off to make a call, "Don't I get a say in this?"
"I'm giving you a chance to kick ass harder than ever and get back at the bitch who hurt Mil. Are you saying you don't want that?" Amber raised an eyebrow at her friend who just looked away and huffed while her sister and Junior snickered.
Watching the interaction, an idea struck Jaune as he frowned, "Hey Amber, let me see your scroll." He held his hand out.
"Um, sure, but why?" She asked even as she handed over the device.
"A hunch." Setting it on the table where the whole group could see, Jaune pulled up the files of the various students joining Beacon this year. "Let's see, remove all male students." He input some commands on the scroll as roughly half of the profile images went away. "Now blondes only." Only a handful were left, and the bar trio instantly scowled, pointing at one in particular.
"Her." Junior growled, low and deep in his throat, genuinely sounding like an angry bear, "That's the bitch who hurt my girls, thrashed my boys, and wrecked my bar."
"Good thinking Jaune." Amber nodded happily only to still when she noticed Jaune rigid and glaring at a different image on the scroll, "Jaune, what's wrong?"
"It looks like there are two blondes we'll be having trouble with at Beacon." Jaune spat, "I told you about my family Amber, well it looks like we're about to meet one of them. It seems we'll be attending Beacon with my twin sister, Joan Arc."