El Dia De Mi Suerte I

Blood

There was a lot of blood flowing down Alex's face.

It wasn't that big of a wound on his head, but it still spurts out blood like a bitch. His ears were ringing and his whole body was in pain, those were the first things he felt when he came too.

He didn't know how long he was knocked out for, but it couldn't have been for long.

Alex groaned out in pain, while the cybernetics were already doing their job, he'd need Med-X and a Stimpack, he could already hear gunfire coming from outside the tipped over car he was in. He needed to get back into the fight.

The car he was in was flipped over onto its side, the driver was dead, he died during the ambush and before the car flipped over, his body riddled with machine-gun fire turning his head and chest into a fine red paste.

Alex started coughing up blood.

A few rounds got Alex in the chest and his right arm, he was wearing normal clothing not at all expecting to get into a firefight, his bomber jacket already riddled with bullet holes.

He still had his MP5SD strapped onto him.

Alex could still hear intense gunfire going off, the convoy couldn't be far off now, he needed to regroup with them and get the hell out of dodge.

He began crawling out where the windshield once was, glass cutting up his hands and knees, his wounds were starting to close now, but the pain still hasn't subsided. Once he finally climbed out the car and onto the dirt road, he took cover scanning the tree line with his right hand raising up his MP5.

Alex could see the convoy up ahead; White Fang was closing in and about to overwhelm the convoy

He took a moment to dematerialize his Med-X and a Stimpack quickly treating himself and ran to catch up with the rest of the convoy and regroup.

Adrenaline was pumping hard into Alex now, he could hear himself breathing hard in through his nose.

The big guns needed to come out now because nobody would be coming to the rescue, Alex would have to pull his weight once more if he didn't want his last moments to be on Remnant.

3 days earlier…

Alex was waiting for Daniel to show up with his paycheck, for an old geezer he sure did pick a trendy spot.

It was a two-story coffee shop with a very homey feel to it, wooden chairs with plushy pillows and small round wooden tables, 19th-century style couches, bookshelves with 'DO NOT TOUCH' signs.

Customers were mostly young college kids with laptops or their scrolls trying to get assignments done or write up that raunchy romance novel that'll never get published. There were older folk too, but they tended to stay off the scrolls and were mostly talking with each other or just spaced out looking to the horizon.

The coffee shop was mostly quiet, there was jazz music playing in the background sounding eerily similar perhaps to an early Yusef Lateef record. Alex liked to keep his music tastes diverse. People were minding their own business just trying to get work done or grabbing coffee before heading off to work.

It was early in the morning, around 6:50, Ozpin texted him a little while ago saying to come by Beacon at noon. Alex also got a call from Daniel not too long ago saying that he was going to be running late, he got stuck in traffic and at the most optimistic he'd be there within the next 45 minutes.

Alex decided to order something while he waited, getting adventurous Alex asked the barista what she would recommend.

She started listing off a bunch of words like 'Expresso' 'Grande' 'Affogato' and all these strings of words

'Jesus I should have read up on my Italian,'

"Uh…Can I just get a large Coffee,"

The barista laughed a little and after Alex paid she gave him a cup and pointed him to the coffee pumps near one of the couches and a pillar.

'Feel like a damn fool'

As he waited Alex would take notice of the people coming and going making his usual color commentary as they went. One figure was some greasy looking dude with a grey overcoat his collar popped up and a black fedora, looked like your stereotypical flasher. The man walked into the coffee shop scanning around the store then took notice of Alex and made a beeline straight for him.

'Why do I attract all the weirdos'

The man stopped right in front of the table where Alex was seated and gave a smirk that only perverts would find charming.

"Hey pal, you interested in buying a little erotica," said the man still giving Alex that perverted smirk.

"I ain't interested in what you're peddling,"

"Not even gonna take a peek? This is some premium shit right here, got the latest issue of Ninjas of Love, hasn't even hit the shelves and I'll sell to you for a low price,"

"No,"

"Alright, alright here I got two words you're just gonna love to hear,"

Alex started grimacing

"Erotic…Fanfiction…"

Alex took a sip of his coffee

"I hate it,"

"Alright damn, tough market,"

And with that, the man scurried out the shop

'Fucking prick, didn't even bother harassing all the other people here,'

It made Alex a little self-conscious

'Do I look like a pervert?"

He thought his clothing was perfectly normal looking even here in Vale it could be considered normal and he didn't have that ugly of a mug, some even said he was handsome, once. Mostly all the scars he accumulated over the years marring his face. Besides his facial features Alex just chalked it up to his ability to attract all sorts of weird occurrences, it was a thing and he stopped trying to make sense of it long ago.

One of those occurrences was when he was nearly beaten to death by a gang of old ladies out in Freeside.

After retrieving a sexbot…

Did he ever use it? Alex neither confirmed nor denied the claims, but he sure was walking funny after coming out that factory.

Daniel finally showed up with Alex's paycheck in tow

They chatted for a little while with Alex explaining why he was taken to the police station. Afterward, they parted ways.

Alex's morning was clear for the most part, he just ran a few errands before catching a Bullhead to Beacon, he had to show the pilot some clearance pass that Ozpin sent him before they could take off. He got a great view of the city from up in the sky, awed at the size of the city. It was much larger than any city in the wasteland he's ever seen, even by pre-war standards Vale would have been considered enormous.

Alex also got a great view of Beacon, a majestic castle with gothic arches and a tower reaching the sky's, it was obviously not made for defense but more for aesthetics. If you're going to have one of the most prestigious academies on Remnant, then you damn well better believe that you're going to have an impressive-looking school.

Alex read somewhere that Beacon used to be the palace for the kings of Vale but after the Great War the king of Vale at the time retrofitted his palace to serve as an academy for future Huntsman, it was also symbolic of the New World Order with the Huntsman at the fore.

Vale may not have annexed the other kingdoms, but they did establish Huntsman to deal with Grimm as most kingdoms' manpower reserves were severely depleted, along with keeping the other kingdoms in check should they get uppity.

It worked, for a while

Then somewhere down the line, it started getting hazy, Huntsman academies started becoming more independent while the Kingdoms themselves started becoming more dependent on Huntsman apart from Atlas as they had already integrated them into the military.

Once the bullhead made it's stop Alex exited the aircraft and was on his merry way to Ozpin's office.

Alex strutted around the campus trying to look as cool as possible, he had to hide the fact that he was horribly lost.

'He really should have sent a guide, I have no idea where the fuck I am,'

Apparently, school was starting back up in Beacon, kids were going back and forth between places grabbing luggage or going over to their lockers to store their weapons.

Students that had already attended Beacon the previous year were moving luggage back into their dorms, mostly kids that left Vale for the summer to visit family or fuck around on vacation in some foreign kingdom.

He came across the ballroom where students were laying down sleeping bags or thick blankets, it was all a haphazard mess there were no orderly lines just kids plopping themselves wherever there was space or wherever their friends were.

Alex got a few looks his way, he felt like an old man and wildly out of place, he quickly left, he wasn't going to find directions here.

Eventually, he found an older, portly looking man talking with two students that were looking for some way out of their current conversation. It was more like the man was talking, left hand behind his back and his right making wild motions, while the students nodded their heads and looked bored to death. They were ready to book it when they could find their chance.

"Hey, um, excuse me I need directions"

"Hmm? What was that?" said the man turning towards Alex

The Students vamoosed

"I'm looking for Ozpin's office but I'm kind of lost, I was told to meet him around noon,"

"Oh yes! You must be that Alex fellow!"

"Yeah, that's me,"

"My apologies, Ozpin said you were coming, I was supposed to guide you, but you see I was recounting one of my daring adventures to these find young…Children?" the man looked at where the students once were mentally scratching his head

"Strange, I wonder as to where they went?"

"No Idea," Alex held in his laughter, he was still annoyed that he had to wander the school for a while, lost, just because this dude was reliving his past glories, but he supposed it made the situation much more humorous.

"Well regardless, I am Professor Peter Port, but please call me Peter,"

"Nice meeting you Peter, I'm Alex Guerrero,"

Port already knew but Alex was trying to keep it polite regardless

Port guided Alex to the elevator leading up to Ozpins office

'I can see why those kids were ready to jump off a cliff, this guy never shuts up,'

Thankfully the elevator wasn't too far off sparing Alex from Port's version of the Odyssey. He went up to see Ozpin alone, Port had other duties to attend too if he could accomplish them without innocent students falling to his clutches.

Once Alex reached Ozpin's office, he came out to the sight of a glass floor with clockworks underneath operating the clock outside Ozpin's window.

"Ah, Mr. Guerrero, apologies, Professor Port can get a little carried away with his tales I'm afraid,"

"No worries, what'd you want to see me about,"

"Straight to the point then, very well. Recently I have been pressured into looking more into the White Fang. Currently, I have most of my resources tied up with another matter so I will need you to investigate a few trails,"

"So, where do I start?"

"You will be meeting with an agent of mine; you will also be assisting him in looking into these trails. His name is Warren Sloe he will give you more information and as soon as you leave, I will send you the location where you will meet him,"

Alex grumbled internally, Ozpin was basically assigning him a handler without saying so, his agent would most likely be evaluating him to see if he was going to cause any trouble, but Alex supposed it was the smart thing to do with an unknown.

"Any questions?"

"Nah, I'm solid,"

With that done Alex turned to leave and Ozpin going back to his scroll

"Oh, and one more thing Mr. Guerrero," said Ozpin without looking up from his scroll

"Yeah?"

"Perform well in your task and I'll even allow you to use some of the equipment within the academies armory, should you so wish,"

Alex nodded and left without another word.

As Alex was leaving, he came across two individuals who he wasn't particularly excited to see.

Pipsqueak and Blondie.

They were carrying sleeping bags and heading in the direction where the ballroom was, it was nowhere near dark, but Alex suppose they were trying to get the good spots first before they were all taken up.

Alex kept walking it wasn't like he knew her that well just someone he met during work and a shootout.

But Ruby sure did feel the need to recognize him

"Alex!?"

'Huh?'

She rushed up to Alex with frightening speed leaving a trail of roses, Blondie left in the dust trying to catch up to her.

'This damn kid is way too excited to see someone she barely met last night,'

"What're you doing here? Do you work here now?"

Alex took a step back as Ruby was a little too close to him, not face to face on the account of their being a massive height difference but he enjoyed his personal space. Mostly because if he got into a fight it gave him time to draw his gun and reach cover, it's the type of mindset most wastelander's have even when in a friendly conversation.

"Uh, sort of, I'm doing a few things for Ozpin,"

"Oh, alright," Ruby said with her cheery demeanor.

"Hey! Why'd you run away like that, never seen you this excited seeing a boy, let alone an old man," said Blondie wiggling her eyebrows at Ruby.

Alex's eye twitched a little

'I'm not that old you cow,'

Meanwhile Ruby was blushing

"It's not like that! He's the security guard I was talking about, the one at the Dust shop I usually go to,"

"Oh yeah, the one with the weird gun, right?"

"Yeah that's him, Alex this is my sister Yang," said Ruby pointing to her sister

"How's it going," Alex said, he didn't bring up the fact that they do not look related to each other at all, but he kept quiet, they probably got that a lot already.

Yang looked Alex up and down, irritating Alex a little

"So, what's a rent-a-cop doing at a place like this?" said Yang

'This has to be karma for shooting polar bear,'

"Running a few errands for Ozpin not much, now I don't mean to be rude, but I really need to get going before the bullhead leaves,"

"Alright see you later Alex!"

"See you later errand boy!"

As Alex walked off, he could hear Ruby chastising her sister, Yang defended herself by saying she was just messing around and didn't mean anything by it.

It hurt Alex's ego a little that he got his balls busted by some teenage girl and he couldn't even bust balls back. It wouldn't look good on Alex if he started feuding with one of Ozpin's students. Also, she didn't seem like the type to get smoke dished back to her evident by the fact that she fucking totaled a club because Junior was being slightly rude to her.

Alex got the location of his contact while in the bullhead, Ozpin told him to bring his gear as well, he'd be heading back into the Sewers.

The location was an apartment on 10th street, room 32

Alex got back to his apartment and started loading up his duffel bag with his weapon and armor, he'd wait a few more days before whipping out the Pip-Boy or at least until his job took him outside of the city itself.

Getting a taxi, Alex got out a few blocks away from the apartment and walked the rest of the way making sure he wasn't followed. He probably didn't even need to, but in his experience, it never hurt to be careful.

Reaching room 32 Alex knocked on the brown wooden door 4 times with 3-second intervals, to signal the agent that he was here.

'Feels like I'm in a dumb spy movie, was already feeling it when I was doing all of that extra shit'

The door opened revealing an older man, goatee, balding, red flannel shirt, black jeans, and red sneakers.

"Come on in," the man said

Alex walked in with the man closing the door behind him.

"Ozpin said you were coming, Alex, right?"

"Yeah that's right, and you're Warren?"

"Sure am,"

They shook hands, they were probably going to do some shady shit and Alex may not want a partner, but it doesn't kill to be polite.

Warren had a deep and resounding voice, not like an authority figure, more like a dad reading a bedtime story, at least that's how Alex processed it.

"Well it's good he sent someone with manners at least, usually I get drunks or kids with attitudes," said Warren

"Yeah, well, I like to keep it professional,"

"That's good to hear,"

"So, Ozpin was pretty vague on what we're doing, he only said that you'd fill me in,"

"Yeah, sounds like Ozpin alright,"

Warren walked into the kitchen, the place was old and wooden much like Alex's apartment but much more spacious, it was darker as well, the sun wasn't hitting this side of the building.

"Coffee? Usually, I don't drink past 12, but it's going to be a long night," said Warren

"Sure, I'll get some thanks,"

Warren walked back over handing Alex a white mug.

"Here, take a seat," said Warren motioning towards one of the wooden chairs situated around a small round table in the middle of the room.

"First let me ask you this, how much do you know about the White Fang?"

"I know they started out as a peaceful organization after the Faunus rights revolution then they started radicalizing about 5 years back, and that's about as much as I know"

"At least you know the basics but there's more to it than that," Warren took a sip from his mug

"Let me give you a little more info, it relates to our current mission. There are several cells within the White Fang, not all of them violent, but then there's the big three who influence all the other smaller White Fang cells. These are the Kuo Kuana branch, the Liberation front, and the Red Shirts, then a group called the enforcers keeping all them in line,"

"What makes them all different,"

"Well the Kuo Kuana branch is the original White Fang radicalized, they've been operating here in Vale as of late. The Liberation front started off as a White Fang cell but turned into an independence movement in Mistral on one of its largest Islands, it started incorporating humans into their armed forces angering the Kuo Kuana branch but they still manage to exert considerable influence throughout Mistral,"

"And the Red Shirts?"

"Oh boy, they're a doozy," said Warren looking out the dirty window of the apartment "They were the White Fang before the White Fang. They've been fighting Atlas on and off since before the Great War, they're the elite of the elite and once they joined the greater White Fang, they've managed to strike several Schnee factories and compounds outside of Atlas with alarming efficiency. Now that they have the resources to continue the fight, they've been running circles around the Atlesian military and even killed a decent number of Specialists and Veteran Huntsman,"

"These guys are the real deal I take it,"

"You bet your ass they are, while the other cells are either half-starved somewhere out in the wilderness or firebombing stores these guys are launching whole military operations against Atlas and Schnee facilities,"

"So, where does this tie in with the mission?"

"I'm getting to that. About a year ago, things started getting icy between the big three, one of the leaders in the Kuo Kuana branch took serious issue with the Liberation fronts practice of accepting humans amongst their ranks, the enforcers were sent. They had their heads cut off and sent back to Menagerie, then the Red Shirts pulled all their forces out of the White Fang cells they were working with and cut off all communications with the rest of the Fang,"

"Gotta hand it to you Warren you did a hell of a job procuring all this info,"

"It wasn't easy and most of it I only received just recently, as in a month ago,"

"So, I take this is what the mission is all about,"

"Bingo, we're still in the dark concerning recent events within the White Fang," Warren said as he grabbed a pair of binoculars from the kitchen counter "you see that apartment across the street?"

"I do,"

"I've been staking it out for two weeks now, there's been a lot of foot traffic, a lot of Faunus moving in crates to those last three apartment rooms over there. I also got a tip that a certain wolf Faunus came back into town not too long along ago, his name is Milo Rango and that he might be in one of those apartment rooms"

"Who's he?"

"An influential figure within the White Fang, real cozy with the higher-ups. He used to be a student at Beacon a year ago, he was a White Fang spy. We caught him when he would often elope with female Faunus students and try to convince to go in with the White Fang, he ran off before we could catch him,"

"What does he look like,"

"Average build, silver hair, yellow eyes, has a scar on his right cheek. See if you can get a positive ID on him, he's a secondary objective though, if you can catch him great, if not then don't worry. Your primary objective is to clear the rooms and take anything that might contain useful information Scrolls, laptops, paperwork, anything,"

"So, you wanna go in and raid the place,"

"I won't be doing the raid, just you,"

"We're the only ones on this?"

"Yes, unfortunately, Ozpin doesn't seem to think that its that much of a big deal so I've been sitting on my ass waiting for him to start kicking me more resources, sorry kid, but this is about as good as it's going to get,"

Alex could tell Warren was a lot more frustrated than that, seems he's not really a handler more like some agent who's begging for more resources to start investigating his leads.

He didn't press Warren any further, it seems like they were going to be in this boat for a while and would have to resource themselves.

They would wait until midnight before they hatched the raid, Alex and Warren passed the time playing cards and smoking cigars that Warren had on him. Once the clock hit Midnight Alex was getting dressed in his full Hoplon operator gear and using his BCM once more with all its attachments, it was something of his go-to rifle at the moment and as much as he loved All-American he wasn't out in the woods or anywhere green for that matter.

"Here, Warren," Alex passed over a walkie talkie "I got comms on my helmet let me know if you see any more bad guys come into the building and I'll let you know once I got the Packages,"

"Good luck, I'll keep in touch,"

The streets were empty and dimly lit, the apartment building where the White Fang were hold up in only had a few lights coming from it as well, none were coming from the White Fang's rooms.

'Guess the bad guys hit the hay,'

Alex activated his stealth nano-bots to hide himself from any lookouts that could alert the enemy, he didn't notice any as he walked into the apartment complex.

'These guys are sloppy,'

Continuing up the steps Alex didn't encounter anybody luckily, he had to enter through the front gate, it was pretty much his only option it wasn't like he had the gear to rappel down and crash into the windows.

Once he reached the end of the hallway, he considered his game plan. Alex would have to clear the rooms hard and fast, he's done this many times before as a one-man team, but it doesn't make it any easier.

Alex quietly picked the locks of each the doors so he could quickly throw in a flashbang then rush into the room. Flashbangs were a real bitch for Faunus because of their enhanced night vision and hearing making the effects of a flashbang more pronounced.

He started with the first door then would continue down

*BANG*

Alex rushed into the room quickly IDing targets then dropping them, there were three targets, he then proceeded to clear the closet and the bathroom checking for any more bad guys.

"First room clear, no Milo," Alex whispered into his microphone then releasing his comms button.

He could already hear movement in the other rooms, alarmed by the flashbang.

The second room was cleared much like the first this time with only two targets, one with Aura it took Alex a little longer to put her down.

"Second room clear, no Milo,"

By the time Alex reached the final door, there was a hail of gunfire, Alex quickly stepped out the way of the gunfire coming from inside the room.

"We got you now! You fuck!" one of the bad guys yelled out

Had Alex been any normal person without an Aura that would have been true, but Alex isn't a normal human being.

Rushing into the room, time seemed to slow down for Alex, there was two targets to his right and one target in front of him, Milo. Alex quickly dispatched the two to his right shooting them in their heads and necks.

Milo rushed him, sure that he would be able to tackle Alex and had confidence in his immense reserves of Aura, many told him he was unique and special. A lot of people sucked his dick, literally and figuratively, while he was at Beacon, he was one of the best students they ever had even Glynda Goodwitch said he was going to go places.

'Sure, this guy is fast but he's still a loser without an Aura' thought Milo

Unfortunately for Milo his world came crashing down when his head contacted Alex's body. Milo could actively feel his Aura deplete immensely with a speed that made Milo feel nauseous.

Alex didn't even move an inch

Alex seized the opportunity, flinging his gun to his back, he wrapped his left arm around Milo's neck putting him in a standing guillotine, then smashing Milo's body against the wall to the left, Alex balled his left hand into a fist and then with his right hand pushed under the fist choking Milo out.

Milo tried punching Alex but he ended up just flaying around in Alex's clutches, his Aura was depleted way too fast and Alex was too strong for him to break out.

With Milo passed out on the floor, Alex slapped flex cuffs on him and radioed Warren

"Okay, all the rooms are cleared, and the VIP is secure. Starting extraction of electronics,"

"Alright, I'll bring the car around,"

Alex began stripping computer towers, taking scrolls, laptops, and throwing them all into his duffel bag. A good haul, or at least he assumed it was one.

Nobody came out to investigate all the gunshots, something of a theme within the Sewers.

Alex threw Milo over his shoulder and had the duffel bag strapped over his body, it was a lot especially with his gun still being strapped on him, but he has a strong back, so it wasn't that big of a deal.

Warren waved Alex over once he saw him exit the apartment complex.

Milo was thrown into the back of the car with the duffel bag following him in.

"Okay, let's drop our friend here and the stuff at the warehouse,"

Warren drove for a little before they came up on a series of warehouses near the port.

Warren pulled over where a woman was waiting for them outside the warehouse door. She opened the backseat door and pulled out the duffel bag without a word.

"Who's that?" Alex asked

"That's Cassandra, she's kind of pissed right now because I interrupted her beauty sleep, so we'll leave her alone and let her get to work,"

"What about sleeping beauty here,"

"Let's grab him and take him into one of the rooms,"

Alex and Warren grabbed each end of Milo and put into one of the 'rooms' it was more like a shipping container with a chair and light. They propped Milo on the chair, Warren fastened the leather straps on the chair strapping him in.

"Once our friend here wakes up, I'm going to give him some enhanced interrogation,"

"Need any help?" asked Alex

"I got it from here, you did pretty good in there Alex. I'll admit I thought Ozpin was going to send me another one of his fuck ups, but you don't seem that bad,"

"Thanks, I guess,"

"Alright I'll meet up you in a few hours, go to a diner called Freddie's it's not too far from here, of course providing you're not too tired,"

"Nah, it's alright I'm use to this kind of stuff,"

"Alright, I'll see you in a few,"

Alex walked out of the container, closing the door behind him. He went over finding Cassandra and his duffel bag, she already emptied the contents out and was getting to work but left his street clothes inside the bag.

Choosing a secluded corner of the warehouse he took off all his gear and got dressed in his street clothes, walked out the warehouse and over to Freddie's diner.

4 hours later…

As Alex was waiting in the diner, he ordered some food and pasted the time looking at his scroll, looking at the news, there was going to be a Faunus protest tomorrow.

Honestly, he couldn't see the system-wide oppression against the Faunus groups were complaining about. Then again it was probably because he was a human so couldn't see the subtleties that the Faunus could pick up on.

Warren walked in, with a new set of clothes this time around.

"Got messy?" asked Alex

"Yeah, but I managed to get some intel from him,"

A waitress came over to take Warren's order, he got a few things and the waitress left.

"How're things on Cassandras end?"

"She's still digging through all the stuff you grabbed. We'll know more later in the day. Now usually we would have to check in with Ozpin but he's going to be busy today with assigning teams, so we'll go ahead and move on with the next thing. I got a guy here in the industrial district, he's got a little package for us, we're going to pick it up then head back to the warehouse,"

"Sounds easy enough,"

"Because it is, now let me eat before we leave, I'm starving,"

After Warren had his breakfast, they rolled out to meet his contact, it was a shady looking sweat shop alongside the canal.

"Alex, go ahead and get behind the driver's seat, I'm going to go inside and make the payment. I'm going to be pulling out that garage over there, follow me back to the warehouse,"

Warren left the car taking a briefcase with him. Alex surprisingly knew how to drive a car, albeit most of the time they were pieces of shit or stick shifts.

Alex waited for a bit behind the driver seat before seeing Warren pulling out the garage of the sweat shop.

He followed Warren back to the warehouse, they got out their cars and Warren popped the trunk of his car. There was a man bounded in duct tape and had a black bag over his head.

"Alright, let's get this guy out of here,"

They lifted the man and put him in the same container Milo was, although Milo was now noticeably absent. This time Alex stuck around to help with the 'enhanced interrogation' Warren was even impressed that Alex knew so much, certainly wasn't his first rodeo that's for sure.

They got some stuff out of the guy, didn't know a whole lot just that Adam Taurus was near Vale, he split off with some more extremist White Fang members without Sienna's consent and was stealing a lot of Dust. When pressed for more info the man said he didn't know anymore and that all he knew was that it must be something big.

Alex and Warren stepped out of the warehouse for a quick smoke break and to see what the next move was.

"Ozpin know we're out here snatching guys and tickling them. Not that I'm complaining but I don't know, seems like something he'd cause a fuss over," said Alex

"He's pretty hands-off with his agents and probably wouldn't take too much of an issue if he found out, it's the people surrounding him that would cause a fuss if they found out,"

"Ah alright,"

Alex didn't continue his line of questioning, if he did, it'd probably make him look suspicious wanting to know what Ozpin's inner circle could be.

"So, are we going after anymore leads?" asked Alex

"Not today, I have some things coming in, but we'll have to wait later, for now Cassandra should be wrapping things up with her reports so we can connect some dots. Let's head inside,"

By the time they entered the warehouse Cassandra was already on her way out, Alex got a better look at the woman, she was very pale, had bags under eyes, her hair looked like it was cut by herself, it was a bad bowl cut exposing a lot of her forehead. She walked up to Warren in basically pajamas and shoved a thick stack of papers stapled together into his hands.

"Reports done, getting sleep," she said, promptly walking out

Warren chuckled

"Yep, that's Cassandra for you, not much of a conversationalist regardless of whether she got sleep or not,"

"Seems like a real riot,"

"She's not that bad, just not a people person, but a damn good hacker. Anyways let's see what we got here,"

Alex followed Warren as they walked over to an area of the warehouse with computer monitors and metal chairs laying around, Warren flipped through the papers as they walked.

Warren took a seat in one of the chairs still looking at the papers

"So, what do we got?" asked Alex

"A lot if it's just inventory for the cells around Vale, no concrete locations just codenames for bases, doesn't look like their stocking much. There's not much here about the current situation between the big three. And uh… Ah! Here we go!"

Warren pulled out a highlighter from his pocket and marked a few things of interest before handing it over to Alex.

"Looks like these guys were trafficking drugs, racking in a lot of cash," said Alex

"Even better, look at the bottom of the report, the idiots left a solid location for one of their drug farms. It's outside a small village along the coast, low density of Grimm so they set up shop there, if we strike that we'll put a dent in the Fangs operations here in Vale,"

"Right, that's great news and all Warren, but we can't really do jack shit with this info. Unless you plan on me running around trying to play whack a mole with the bad guys, I don't think only the two of us can take this operation down, besides the farm they have a whole compound there"

Alex could probably take down the whole operation no problem, it's just the logistics of the operation, it would take way too long to take out White Fang and confiscate the drugs and the intel by himself.

Warren deflated, his excitement in the dumps

"You sure did rain on my parade kid," said Warren

"I'm just being a realist, you're going to have to get Ozpin to kick over some manpower for this Op,"

"No, no we can't,"

"Why not?"

"Last time I did that he sent over two teams of his fucking Beacon kids, said they were his best, but they were a pain in the ass to deal with and they fumbled the whole operation."

"So where are we gonna get the manpower?"

Warren took a moment to think, he'd open his mouth to say something but closed it shut to think some more. He would this a few more times before finally, he had an idea

"Listen, I know a guy he owes me a favor, his name is Junior, he has a club out on Rue street,"

"I know the place, but Junior? Seriously? He lent some of his goons to a high-profile criminal, I even dropped a few them pretty quick. If we're picking up his bozos, we should instead look somewhere else"

"Junior is more an information broker, he doesn't play favorites, and no we won't be using his goons. He'll get us some solid people,"

"Alright, I'll go see him then, what're you doing in the meantime,"

"I'm going to clean up our friend in the container, then I'm going to type up the reports for Ozpin. I'll give you a call tomorrow after you talk to Junior the rest of the day is yours,"

"See you later Warren,"

Alex on his way to Juniors was wishing that he had his Hoplon guys here, at least then he'd know he was going to be working with professionals. For his first day of working for Ozpin, he was essentially put into a complete shitshow, the only people on this team were him, Warren, and Cassandra.

Warren was decent enough to be working with even though he's not much of a fighter, he takes his job seriously and does the best he can with what limited resources he has. Cassandra, he didn't know that well, so he reserved judgment. Alex figured the council was on Ozpin's ass, so he put Alex in there to give the team a more aggressive element.

Alex finally understood then what Ozpin meant by being expendable,

'Not because it's necessarily dangerous, it's because we don't have any goddamn support, it's more of an appeasement team to shut up the council more than anything,'

That's what Alex believed anyways, there could be more to it that he just didn't know. Whatever it is, it's leading him to deal with the shadier parts of Vale, he had a strong feeling that this was going to be off the books, even from Ozpin.

AN: That's a wrap on the first part of this arc, I know there's quite a bit of deviation from canon, but it's been happening since day one of this story. I won't do anything too bizarre though so don't worry. From now on I'll try to be posting once a week on Mondays, the latest being Tuesday if I'm hung up on how to progress the story. Like always if you have criticism or like certain aspects of the story let me know in the reviews. Have a good one folks.