September 29, 2010

At a local White Fang meeting in the evening, a man who appeared to have no outside faunus features was speaking from a podium. He had dark hair and sideburns, and he was a passionate speaker. "We cannot let this bill pass in Parliament! It will only serve to make this behaviour more acceptable," he shouted, eliciting a cheerful response from the crowd. "We cannot let openly homosexual persons adopt children! They will damage their mental health, and openly homosexual faunus will lead to our race's extinction!"

The White Fang, surprisingly, had taken an anti-homsexuality approach several months ago after staying silent on the issue for years, saying that the promotion of homosexuality would kill off the faunus race. This earned it both support and condemnation from various groups, and there were discussions in other faunus rights groups of severing ties with the White Fang over this.

"I, Tukson Ryder, will not stand for the government's continued promotion of homosexuality," the man said. "I hope you will join me!" The crowd once again cheered. "After the genocide at the hands of Vacuo, we need more faunus! Homosexual propaganda stands in the way of keeping our numbers up!"

Blake and Adam stood in the crowd, watching. Adam smiled at Tukson and clapped, whereas Blake stood still, neutral on the issue. Adam said, "Are you alright, Blake?"

"Yeah," Blake said, snapping out of her trance. "I'm good."

Adam then paused for a second. He began to get anxious. "Should I ask her, or should I not?"

Blake looked at Adam, now tense and blushing, and asked, "Are you okay, Adam?"

"Uhhh, yeah. I'm fine..." Adam then sighed. "Do... Do you want to go out on..."

"Go out and do what?" Blake was confused as to why Adam was acting this way. He was never nervous when asking Blake to do anything else before.

"A... A date? On Friday?" Adam braced himself for rejection.

"Sure!" Blake quickly answered. "I'd love to!"

Adam thought to himself, "No way... No fucking way... She said YES?!" "Oh, okay then! I'll call you then and we'll set it up from there." "YEEEEESSSS!"

Blake sat in her room later that night, writing in her journal.

"Dear Journal,

Today, Adam was... Off, to say the least. He was very nervous when he asked about going out and doing something on Friday. I've never seen him like this before. Normally, we can talk about practically anything together. Hell, I even told Adam when I first got my period in January right after I told my parents. Sure, it was a bit awkward, but it was nothing like the conversation at the White Fang meeting. Adam didn't get flustered or nervous, only a bit grossed out. But, that's to be expected of boys. I'd be a bit grossed out too if Adam told me about his 'situation' down there, but I'd march through it.

Anyways, my history teacher today showed us a film on the concentration camps Vacuo built in Menagerie. I have watched the film before with my parents. It was so weird seeing several human kids in the class start crying over it. I mean, it didn't affect you. Hell, your species started it. What gives you the right to cry over something that happened to us that you caused? At least, that's what Simon has been teaching me and Adam now.

Speaking of Simon, he's been teaching us some awesome moves in the forest. He taught us how to use guns, and soon he'll teach us how to unlock our auras. I really want a cool semblance like teleportation or making clones or something. I would kick ass in a battle with a semblance like that."

She then stopped writing when her mom yelled upstairs, "Blake, you gotta take a shower!"

"Okay, mom!" Blake then ran to the bathroom to get undressed and take her shower.

Meanwhile, Simon and his cronies met at his apartment again. This time, they numbered 4 including him. "We are already beginning to exert influence, my comrades," He began. "Ever since we have shown the White Fang the right way to go in regards to the homosexuals a month ago, we will continue to build our influence leading up to the coup."

Another man then spoke, saying, "Good job, Simon. Say, how's training going with Adam and Blake?"

"Pretty well," the mentor replied. "They're really good at using guns, and soon, I'll be able to unlock their auras. Once I do that, we will be unstoppable. I sense great untapped power in both of them." He then put a cigarette in his mouth and puffed it the smoke dissipating throughout the room. Once he finished, he continued by saying, "Blake in particular has the most potential."

The only woman in the group said, "Now, about that useful idiot Tukson... What do we do with him once we take over the White Fang?"

"We'll let him stay as a useful idiot. He sure knows how to keep a crowd hyped." Simon then laughed. "If he tries to leave, he dies. It's that simple." The rest of the group nodded in response. "Now, I have some plans for attacks on humanity once we convert the White Fang to our cause..."

October 1, 2010

Adam and Blake sat outside at a restaurant in downtown Vale in the evening. Both of their parents were proud of them having their first official and formal date. In fact, they had even joked together about them becoming married once they became older back when Adam and Blake were younger.

Blake was laughing at a funny story Adam had told her. "Oh my God, Adam, my sides..."

"I told you, Blake. It was pretty funny." Adam had managed to keep any anxiety about the date low. "Now, uh, how was your day?"

Then, a waiter brought their food. He said, "Here you go. Here is your meal, young man." The waiter handed Adam his meal. "And here is your meal, young lady." The waiter then handed Blake her meal. "You 2 enjoy."

"Thank you," Adam replied. He then turned to Blake, "I'll pay for this, by the way."

"Thanks," Blake said as she smiled. "You know, I'm starting to think this friendship is moving to a new level or something."

Adam then suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked at Blake. "Uhhh... To what level?"

"Well, I've noticed that you've been getting shaky around me now. Is there something wrong?"

Adam then paused. "Well... Umm... Blake, I have a question..."

"Go ahead. Shoot it."

"What would you consider too old for a... For... For a boyfriend?" Adam then braced himself for her answer.

Blake looked at him, blushing slightly. "Uhhh... Well... It depends on the person... I mean... If you're trying to tell me something, you need to be clearer..."

Adam became extremely nervous. "Shit... I really dug a deep hole this time..." "Well... I've... I've been thinking, Blake... About... Us..."

Blake replied, "Us? Well... I'll admit, I've been having some thoughts myself... But... I don't know..."

"How about this," Adam said. "We'll move on from that conversation and give each other a few days to think this through. In the meantime, we will be just friends until a decision has been made."

"Huh," Blake replied. "That's actually a pretty good idea..."

Meanwhile, at another restaurant, a man and his family sat outside at a table, enjoying a meal. The man was talking to his wife, saying, "So, the rally will be tomorrow at 5. You got the signs ready?"

"Sure thing," the wife replied. "Hopefully, those animal counter-protesters won't be too much of a bother to us."

"You said it. If one of those faunus thugs comes up to me, I'll be sure to kick their a-... Er I mean, butt..." He caught himself after seeing his kids.

Suddenly, 2 men wearing bicycle helmets and armed with pistols, came out of an alleyway across the street and aimed their guns at the family. One of them shouted, "Die!"

The human man tried ducking underneath the table as the 2 gunmen opened fire. However, before he could, he was struck in the head by a .45 bullet, blowing the top of his head off and splattering his brains and blood all over his family. The gunmen then aimed at the wife and the 3 children, aged 14, 10, and 5, and proceeded to murder them as well in cold blood.

Then, both of the gunmen threw 2 grenades into the restaurant, shouting, "Racism will not be tolerated!" They then ran back into the alleyway to get on a motorbike and speed away as the grenades exploded, killing and maiming many inside the restaurant.

One waitress stumbled outside, her herself a dog faunus. She was carrying her intestines, which had begun to fall out due to shrapnel damage, and screamed, "HELP ME! OH MY GOD, HELP ME!" She then collapsed to the ground as police officers and several volunteer firefighters arrived on scene.