It had been two days since Blake had run away, and her and Falcon were sitting in an old timber warehouse. It was the same warehouse that team FHSI had cleared Grimm out of a few weeks prior, only now, it was cold and quiet. Blake had wanted to go somewhere away from everyone and Falcon remembered the spot. They'd been hanging out in town for two days now, avoiding basically everybody. The two sat with their backs to one another, they had both since covered their ears again. Blake was reading a book and Falcon was sketching. Well, he was trying to, but his mind kept drifting to other things. He couldn't stop thinking about what Blake had told him. How she used to be White Fang, where she's from, and this mysterious man Blake refused to tell him more about or even name. Falcon had determined he must've been someone very close to her though, perhaps family or ex-lover. He found it odd really, that she would hide something from him now. Maybe she doesn't trust me as much as I thought? wondered Falcon. Then again, he'd been keeping just as many secrets. She had told him her past, maybe it was time to tell her his past. Falcon opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by Blake.

"I've told you my story" her amber eyes on Falcon, "What's yours?"

"I..." he began, before gazing at the floor Falcon wasn't sure if he should tell her. He hadn't told anyone his story or even about him being a faunus, not even his partner knew.

"I'm from Atlas." He began, Blake staring intently. "I always wanted to be a part of the Atlas Military and maybe someday become an Ace Operative. But…" Falcon choked on his tongue. He swallowed hard before continuing. "Things went wrong. They always did..." His tone had turned bitter towards the end.

"Falcon," Blake began, her voice quiet and soft. "What happened?" Falcon looked up at Blake with his golden-blue eyes, and found two amber ones staring back. They looked worried for him, and they were, Blake's voice confirmed that. Falcon laid his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. He felt Blake rest a hand on her shoulder. That reassurance and warmth was what he needed right now.

"I'll tell you, but not here, not now."

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It had been a few days since their leader had left and Iskandar wasn't happy about it. Hayate had come back from team RWBY's dorm alone and in a bad mood that hadn't left yet, and he refused to tell either of his teammates what had happened, so Iskandar decided to take it upon himself to find out. Hayate had left the dorm early in the morning as he had been recently, so after a quick chat with Syrian, Iskandar had left to search for Weiss. As he walked through the halls mentally reciting the dust he and Syrian needed, Iskandar's mind kept wandering. His team seemed to have a lot of secrets. Too many secrets for Iskandars liking. Falcon was always on edge, and playing with his beret, like he was hiding something. Something physical Iskandar theorised. Maybe scars? Then there was Hayate, who always seemed way too confident in himself, no matter the situation. Definitely some emotional baggage with H, Iskandar thought. H is what he had started calling Hayate. In fact, most of the team referred to each other by the first letter of their names, though mostly in combat due to how long each of their names are. It had just come naturally because the four of them hardly spoke during battle, just focusing on getting the mission done. But then there was Syrian, Iskandar's partner. He had seen Syrian take interest in Falcon's drawings and spoke to Hayate a few times about the stars but he mainly only spoke to Iskandar and even then, it was never about himself. He showed a lot of interest in Iskandar, perhaps due to the fact they were partners. Syrian had tried to get Iskandar into meditating, but he had declined, worrying it would give him too much to think about his demons. A large part of why Iskandar remained always working, constantly training or studying. It was a distraction from his deeper thoughts. He had also declined a trip to the coffee shop Syrian always goes to in Vale, something Falcon had decided to accompany him on. Yet despite this, despite how different their interests are, Iskandar was always eager to talk to his friend.

Iskandar stopped in his tracks. Friend. That was the word that came to mind when he thought of Syrian. He was friends with Yang, but that was due to their sparring matches, they didn't do a lot together outside of the arena. Weiss was his friend too, but that was purely because of their high intellect and the fact that Iskandar relied on dust to fight, and Weiss was a direct way of getting it. But Iskandar didn't have a practical reason to be friends with Syrian, it had just come naturally. Iskandar shook his head and continued walking, reciting the list of dust he and his friend needed in his head. He had to find Weiss and then find Falcon.

X-X-X-X-X

Upon reaching Team RWBY's dorm, Iskandar knocked three times. Weiss answered the door. "Oh, hello Iskandar. I presume you are here for dust?" she asked. Iskandar simply nodded and followed her inside. Iskandar noticed Weiss was the only one here, the others were gone. "You're oddly quiet." Weiss stated, handing him his dust.

"Have you seen Falcon lately?" Iskandar asked. There was no concern or wonder in his voice, as if Falcon disappearing was a regular occurance.

"He chased after Blake a few days ago." Weiss started. "We found out she was a faunus and then ran away."

"Why would she run if she's only a faunus?" wondered Iskandar. Weiss' expression changed to a more disturbed one.

"She used to be a member of the White Fang. I don't get why she ran, she could've talked it out with us." Weiss brushed her hands off. Iskandar stood suddenly.

"The innocent never run" he said under his breath before walking out the door and taking off down the hall. Weiss was stunned, something must've happened between the two for him to run off like that. She then remembered what she heard Falcon tell Hayate when Blake ran. Her eyes widened and she grabbed her scroll and sent a text to Yang, Ruby and Hayate.

"He knows."