I'm surprised by the lack of angry people there, considering I just killed off one of the main characters with barely any kind of fight. But that'll probably change once Jason (or Anarchy as everyone else knows him since he hasn't told anyone his real name) gets his hands on the others. Don't worry, what's left of team RWBY will get what's coming to them. Now! Without further adieu, on with the show.

It was almost time for the Breach. In between the satisfying death of Blake and now, Jason had been gathering more and more Grimm. He wanted to make this so successful that he would control part of Vale. So he had amassed an army so large they had to excavate some extra room so they wouldn't be overcrowded. Cinder tried to get him to slow down, but what's she going to do? He was going to ensure this worked.

As he was wandering the ruined city, searching for more Grimm, he was also looking for signs of RWY. They would be the ones to ruin everything, so he wanted to get the upper hand on them before they could scuff everything up. And he knew exactly how he was going to do it. He had gotten his hands on some very special plants. Turns out the Australian Gympie existed on Remnant as well as Earth, but they were exceedingly rare and dangerous to harvest, for obvious reasons. He had bought some off what is basically the dark web of the CCTV and had used them to fashion a dart. Because of how rare and dangerous it is, he could only afford enough to make one dart. But he planned on using it to torture RWY further. He would wait for them to arrive with their annoying professor, and shoot one of them with a dart gun containing the Gympie. He hadn't decided which one to shoot, but he would have to before they got here.

He was also thinking of what to do when he would take control of Vale. He could easily gather hundreds, even thousands of Grimm, and storm Vale and wipe them out, but he didn't want to risk not awakening the Dragon. And Cinder's plan to cause as much negativity as possible was his best bet. So he would have to bide his time until then. Then all would fear the name Anarchy.

As he led a group of small Deathstalkers back to base, he thought he heard gunshots. He was immediately hopeful. If this was Team RWY, then he would get to destroy them further much sooner than he'd anticipated. He ordered the Deathstalkers to hide somewhere, as not to give him away, and quietly went to investigate the noise. After walking down the block, he peeked his head around the corner to see what was happening, and he saw the three girls, along with that green-haired coffee addict, fighting a group of Ursa.

Jason was ecstatic. This was so much sooner than he'd thought. And even better, he didn't see Ruby's dog anywhere, so there was no reason for them to go off in the middle of the night and find them. He crept away, grabbed the Deathstalkers, and went back to base, happy as can be.

When he got back to base, he immediately went to his room. When he entered, he admired the new trophy he had. He had put Blake's ears in a glass refrigerator, so they wouldn't rot. They were coated in a thin layer of frost, but there was no mistaking what they were. After looking them over for a few seconds, he went to his workbench, put on his thick work gloves, and took out the dart to make sure it was in perfect condition. It was a tiny, light green dart, very light because of its small payload, and the tip was covered in Gympie needles. The tip of the dart would pierce the skin, while they were sleeping so the Aura wouldn't get in the way, and embed the needles deep under the skin, making them nigh impossible to remove and causing excruciating pain. He had even painted a small A on the side of the dart, so they would know exactly who to blame.

After grunting in satisfaction and putting the dart back down, he picked up the dart gun itself and examined it. It was a regular dart rifle, but modified to be extremely accurate. It had an expensive auto aiming system that would take gravity and wind resistance into account, then show you exactly where to aim to hit where you wanted to hit. It didn't work on moving targets, but that wouldn't matter, since his targets would be asleep. He loaded the dart in the dart gun, and slung it over his back, and went out into the main area to oversee the Grimm loading the train.

Some of the White Fang were chatting while on break and taking a smoke. It may have been indoors, but who really cared? As they were talking, they got on the topic of their resident Beastmaster. The human only known as Anarchy had been making waves since Cinder had recruited him. At first the other Grunts hated him because they thought he would be like Torchwick, but it was very different. He was in charge of the Grimm, not them. And he didn't antagonize them unless one of them pissed him off.

"Hey, since when has Anarchy had a gun that wasn't Dane?" One of them asked. They looked and noticed he had a long dart gun slung over his back.

"Huh, nay idea what it's for?"

"Nope, not a clue. But I heard from that new kid, Samuel, that he got Cinder to get him some Gympie."

"Gympie? The fuck would he need that for?"

"Dunno, but when asked, he just said it was for a 'special project'. I feel bad for whoever's gonna be the victim of that."

"Yeah, and speaking of Samuel." He pointed to one of the new recruits helping load dust while giving Anarchy the hardest death glare they had seen behind his back.

"Yeah, no one really knows what his deal with him is, but my buddy asked him, and he said that he 'Ruined his life' but he wouldn't elaborate."

"Yeah, but if he really did, wouldn't he recognize the kid?"

"He always wears the mask when around Anarchy, so I'm not surprised. Oh shit, here comes Mr. Drag." He said as Roman was storming towards them.

"Ah hell, well, back to work."

Jason was excited, night had fallen and it was time to torment RWY. He made sure his rifle was loaded, then left the base and entered the ruined city to search for the girls. He had decided who to hit, and it was sure to make waves across Remnant. As he was walking through the empty streets, he saw some light in an abandoned building. He climbed up the adjacent building until he was on the third floor, right across from the window. He took out his rifle, took off his mask so he could use the scope properly, and aimed. His target was right in view. He activated the auto-aim and waited as it calculated the shot.

It was a fairly straight shot. There wasn't any wind due to the buildings, and they were only about a street's width apart. The tech finished its work, and told him where to aim. A pointed slightly above his target until the crosshairs turned green and he pulled the trigger. The dart was launched with a near silent pew and it hit Weiss right in the back of the neck. Jason continued to watch through the scope, he didn't want to miss out on the chaos.

Weiss was jolted awake and quickly swatted the dart off her neck, but the Gympie toxin was already starting to work. She started aggressively scratching the back of her neck, before she sat up and started scratching even harder, almost drawing blood. He could see tears leaking through her tightly shut eyes. Before long, she emitted a loud scream as the pain quickly reached its height, waking the other girls and their teacher up. He watched with glee as the others quickly went to her aid, but it was all in vain, as there was no removing the needles without extensive surgery.

It all came to a head when Weiss stood up, still screaming and clutching the back of her neck, ran to the window, and jumped head first. Jason could hear the sickening crunch from his perch, and it was euphoric. Ruby leaned out the window and yelled her friend's name, before collapsing into a sobbing mess when there was no response.

Well, they don't call it the Suicide Plant for nothing, do they? Jason thought to himself as he snickered to himself. Then Yang found the dart. She must've seen the A on the side, because her hair went flaming red in an instant. She crushed it, her Aura protecting her from the needles still on the tip, and started looking around frantically, probably looking for Jason. That was his sign to leave.

Under the cover of darkness, he slipped away, and started making his way back to base.

"You!" He heard a shout full of rage behind him. He turned around to see Yang, her hair ablaze, staring at him with pure hatred.

"Hello there miss. Lovely night isn't it?" Jason taunted. Yang was having none of it. She charged at him quickly. He was able to dodge to the right and blasted her with his shotgun, sending her flying backwards.

"C'mon then! Gimme a fucking challenge, unlike that bitch you called a friend! What was her name again? Bloke?" He continued to taunt her.

"You sick bastard!" She charged him again, blinded by rage. Just what he wanted. He blocked her punch with his shotgun, putting them at a stalemate.

"Yeah, let your anger out. When I kill you, I'll cut your hair off and take it as another trophy, just like I did the cat's. Maybe I'll just take the whole damn head?"

"You mother-" She got cut off when he kicked her leg out from under her, quickly placed the barrel of his gun under her chin and fired, sending her careening through the air. He used this chance to run to the base. He wanted to kill her, but he wasn't an idiot, the other two would be here, and he wasn't going to be taken alive, and he knew Ozpin would love to get his hands on him, since he undoubtedly knew about Jason's powers by this point. He got inside, still hearing Yang's screams of rage behind him.

"Everyone! Get the train started, we got company incoming." He ordered everyone.

"But the train's not even fully stocked." One of the White Fang told him.

"Did I fucking stutter?! It'll be enough, just get it started before I feed you to my Grimm!" He wasn't having any of their shit. They immediately got the train started and moving as Jason went to mobilize said Grimm. There was enough to wipe out all of Vale, but he wanted to wait. He would be captured, but that was part of the plan. He would kill as many as he could before being captured.

As soon as he heard the first explosion, he mounted Chuck, and yelled "Charge!" as his army surged forward like a tidal wave. Beowolves, Ursa, Deathstalkers, and even a few King Taijitu, all began chasing the train, with Jason at the forefront, his ax raised, bellowing a war-cry. He could see RY and their teacher fighting the Grunts on top, and even a few of the Beowolves that had stayed on the train. Most jumped off and joined the tide of darkness. Those that stayed would die from the explosion. Then came the Breach. The entire train exploded, blowing a massive hole into the middle of the city, the hole being much bigger than the one in the show. Ten seconds later, and Jason and the Grimm burst forth, bringing death with them.

That day was the day Remnant was introduced to Anarchy, and the power he wielded. He looked at the civilians, and gave that fateful order.

"Kill them all! Leave none alive!" His Grimm charged towards their prey, killing civilian and soldier alike. It was a bloodbath like known seen for years, with Jason in the thick of it, cleaving through any who would stand in his way with his double-sided ax. The ground was soon soaked in blood. He spotted Goodwitch trying to seal up the hole, but he would not allow it.

"Kill her!" He commanded, pointing at Glynda with his ax. Every last Grimm turned their attention to her, and she didn't last a second. With every single Grim attacking her at once, her Aura was quickly depleted, and she was torn apart. They continued with the bloodbath, until the Atlasians were able to cull their numbers to where it was just him. He snapped out of his blood-fueled rampage, and looked around. He was absolutely soaked in blood. All the Grimm he had brought along with him perished, and he was surrounded by Atlas soldiers, all pointing guns at him. His Aura was weakened.

"Put your weapon on the ground, now!" One of them yelled in barely contained rage. Jason did what they wanted. He slammed his ax head into the ground, embedding it it the stone. The soldiers put cuffs on him and dragged him to a Bullhead. As he was being taken, he saw Yang and Ruby gazing in horror at the carnage he had wrought. He started laughing at their faces like it was the funniest thing in the world. The soldiers shut him up by ripping his mask off and slapping a muzzle on him, like a damn dog.

Everyone finally got to see his face. His eyes were dark green, with a beard that was short enough that it was easily concealed beneath his mask. His hair was dripping with blood, the soldiers were disgusted by having to touch him. They got him in the cell in the Bullhead and took off. He was silent during the ride to one of the main airships. They disembarked the Bullhead and they started to escort him to a cell. The blood was starting to dry, but it was still dripping onto the floor. He looked around and saw some other soldiers taking his mask and weapon into another room, likely for study. They threw him in a cell that looked just like the one Roman had been tossed into. He wondered if he had been put on the same ship as him. That would make things easier.

"Your gonna be stuck here for the rest of your miserable life, scumbag." One of the soldiers told him with disgust. Jason just fixed him with a glare, which startled him into closing the door, casting him in darkness.

Meanwhile on the VNN

A massive hole was blasted in the center of Vale today by White Fang terrorists. But what shocked the world was when a man who is only known as Anarchy came charging out of the Breach with an army of Grimm. He was commanding them like soldiers, most prevalent when Glynda Goodwitch, a combat teacher at Beacon Academy, was killed when Anarchy ordered the Grimm to target her as she was attempting to use her Semblance to seal the Breach. It is currently unknown how many people died during this catastrophic event, but is estimated to be in the triple digits. The Grimm were eventually eradicated by the combined efforts of Huntersmen, Huntresses, and Atlas soldiers, and Anarchy was arrested along with Roman Torchwick. It has also come out that he was responsible for the tragic death of Weiss Schnee, daughter of Jacques Schnee and heiress to the SDC. Anarchy is currently locked away on one of the Atlesian airships. The fact that someone with such a powerful and dangerous Semblance had remained hidden from the Remnant's governments for so long is concerning, and we hope that he will never again be able to hurt anyone else ever again.