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Chapter 26

"His eye changed as soon as the fight started and throughout the entire match he seemed to be able to predict my movements." Mercury flipped the page in his comic. If it wasn't for the fact that they were worried the place was bugged with cameras only, he'd have been sitting up and relaying this information directly to her. Thank God Cinder wasn't worried about mics in the room, otherwise they'd be pretty dumb right now.

"Is that even possible?" Emerald asked. She looked away from her scroll and to Cinder as the young woman suddenly stopped her work, whatever it was she was doing, and gave the male teen a strange look. "Was he predicting the future or something?"

"If that was the case, I wouldn't have been able to hit him. And I don't think that's what he was doing. He seemed to have issues detecting anything from the knee down, meaning prosthetics don't work that eye of his." He sat the comic down and sat up, his eyes hardened as he opened his mouth and shut it a few times before finally getting out, "And that speed of his, along with the ice and fire abilities as well. Having two elemental types, an eye with the ability to, for all intense and purpose, see the future, along with high speed just isn't normal. You think he's…" Mercury let it hang there.

"Well," Cinder sat down her needle and thread. "It's not out of the realm of possibility. But they telegraph such power? He didn't show up until after the Grimm attack nearly a year ago here in Vale. It was right after a big battle broke out between two people. All information was scrubbed and anyone that might know about it is going to be very hard to track down. But his records say he's a prodigy and someone with exceptional talent for aura manipulation."

"Aura manipulation?" Emerald repeated quietly. "Is it possible he's just using Dust and us not seeing it?"

Cinder put a hand to her chin in thought. "There's no way he would have been able to do it without us seeing him do it. And even if he was using Dust as a means to use those abilities, he'd be running the risk of it blowing up in his face. No. I think his power comes from being a pure Elemental-type."

"But that's only limited to one element," Mercury pointed out.

"There are a great many Semblances out there. Who's to say Ozpin hasn't found someone that can utilize all of them and just needs some proper training to further hone his skill with it. Ice and Fire types aren't that rare, but it is rare to have two of them at the same time, let alone an eye that seems to read your movements." Cinder's scroll began to vibrate and with great reluctance she answered it. "Hello, Sweetie. How are you doing?"

"We may have an allegiance, but I wouldn't go so far as to say something such as that to me."

Cinder rolled her eyes, thankful he wasn't here to see her do it as she said, "Do forgive me. I'm trying to remain hidden in a school full of a powerful students and teachers, Sweetie. I do hope you understand."

"I understand, but I don't like it."

Cinder rubbed the bridge of her nose as she cut to the chase. "How are your preparations going?"

"We're a little behind schedule. One of our bases lost two of their members to a Grimm attack a few days ago." Cinder couldn't see his men being that stupid that they'd go out without a weapon in hand, but then again, people, Faunus included, were stupid. "We think they were out checking a craft that had come through the area a few days ago."

"Could it have been a recon team?"

"Possible, but unless they were Faunus operatives, they shouldn't have even managed to sneak in. All known entry points were heavily guarded. But that's beside the point. We need a bit longer before we can start up our operation. We need a location to setup the trap."

"I can think of a few spots that are out of the way unless you want to make this a public spectacle."

"The Humans and Faunus look to him as some sort of hero. I'd rather have them not see him fall."

"I doubt they see him as such," Cinder informed him, her eyes lighting up with annoyance. "What he is, is nothing more than a small bump in the road. A powerful fighter he may be, but he is nothing but a mindless warrior if the two instances he's appeared are to be of any indication to his combat ability."

"And his closeness to Blake?"

That was why he was doing this. Because he was still holding a flame for the female Faunus that betrayed him. Cute, but stupid. And even if this wasn't just about his closeness to Blake, there was obviously the threat to their plans. Adam wanted Haven destroyed, Cinder needed Beacon destroyed, and this was their mutually shared goal. However, adding in Sasuke and the red aura Faunus/Human warrior to the mix didn't exactly complicate things, it just made them a little mixed. Both were unknowns with varying powers and abilities. For what little she could gather, the unknown Human/Faunus seemed to be able to have accesses to a multitude of abilities that range from shapeshifting to full on invulnerability thanks in part to that red aura he gained.

But now there was Sasuke, someone who seemed to have a multiple Semblances. Was it possible to have that many? Cinder doubted it very much that someone could be in possession of two Semblances, but how else could anyone explain Sasuke, and to a great extent, the Human/Faunus warriors' abilities. They had to be stopped, even if it meant only stopping one of them.

"They hang out regularly. She spends a lot of time in his room… alone." The joy of torture. She could see it now. Adam was most likely seething at that little piece of information. A brutal beast he might be, but a jealous ex-boyfriend he most certainly was. "I'll keep an eye on them for you until your plans are set in stone. When that happens, do tell me and I'll see what I can do to arrange a meeting between the two of you."

"Please do. In the meantime, please do something about Roman. His methods, while effective, aren't exactly leaving any lasting impressions with those that work with him that are a part of my group. Please keep him on a tighter leash, or you just might find him put down like a mutt he is."

"I'll speak with him." She hung up and sighed. "Idiot. If he thinks killing one boy and taking back his girlfriend is going to make things better for him, he's got another thing coming."

"Isn't he older than her?" Emerald asked, a brow raised in confusion to the matter.

"Age doesn't really matter at times," Mercury pointed out, a grin as he did. "Besides, they're terrorists. With all the crimes they're committing, why not add that on their list as well?"

While Mercury and Emerald argued over their view points on the subject, Cinder thought more on the operation to kill Naruto, the unknown Human/Faunus type. If he was considered a hero to the people of Vale for his actions in stopping both the White Fang operation and the Grimm attack, then taking him down now might cause a backlash in the Grimm. Too much negative emotion before their plans could be put into place might weaken their numbers and potentially half their fighting strength for the day of the attack. If they could take him out without anyone noticing, then perhaps they could bolster the ranks of the White Fang as a result.

I should speak with Salem about pulling back the Grimm just in case this goes out of control.

(-)

Yang stared at Sasuke as the teen sat in a meditative stance with his single eye closed. Every so often Pyrrha would pace around him, stop moving, raise a hand, and then brain him with a light tap from the back of her hand across his head. This was because he wasn't focusing and she knew it. Same with Jaune. He'd shake his head and sigh when he caught sight of Sasuke losing focus and then receiving a whack for doing so. It was his own fault. He made a simple mistake in saying that sometimes the best way to learn something was through pain.

Yeah… He dug his own grave with this one.

"I guess I fail to see how this helps him gain control over his Semblance," Yang confessed in boredom. Sasuke was going to get hit by Pyrrha during training? Sign her up to watch it. But this wasn't what she was expecting. She was expecting him creating his ice armor like he did before with his fight against Mercury, but instead he was sitting and just trying to focus on something. When he didn't or he began to slip in his focus, Pyrrha knocked him one. "The comedic value of watching Sasuke get hit at random is sort of dying now."

"What would you rather be doing?" Jaune asked her. Yang shrugged. She honestly didn't know what she'd rather be doing at this very moment? Maybe she should start working with Weiss on the party that was coming up? "You should consider a hobby then," Jaune pointed out to her.

"I have a hobby."

"Training and making puns doesn't count." Yang turned away, unhappy at being put down so easily. "Driving your bike could be a hobby. I think it is one. Not sure about that. Driving is always seen as a hobby, but I just can't see how it is. Maybe that's just me."

"Probably is."

Jaune decided to keep quiet on that since it was a subject of debate and he didn't feel like losing another debate today. Losing a debate with Nora on the matter of pancakes and why they're not food for all times of the day. How anyone could survive eating just one type of food as long as Nora has been beyond him. Maybe that was what made her so strange?

Pyrrha suddenly hissed in pain and Jaune's eyes quickly snapped to the redhead as she held her hand and stared at a few pale pieces of flesh that had been subjected to something very cold. Jaune and Yang both leaned forward to examine the two before noticing tiny cracks forming along Sasuke's cheek where she had clearly decked him one. They spread out quickly before his entire body froze over and shattered, leaving a panting one-eyed student in the center still sitting.

"Lasted a little bit longer than I expected," he confessed. Yang opened her mouth but Jaune was quick to cover it, his eyes narrowed still on Pyrrha's pale hand. "Not as long as I would have liked, but it was enough to get by and get a good start on. How visible was it?"

"Not visible at all," Pyrrha told him as she shook the numbness from her hand. It'd return in a few minutes. "I'm a little surprised that you managed to do that as well as you did with so little time to train for it. Unless you've been training behind my back."

Sasuke released a small chuckle as he shook his head. "You're still my master when it comes to this stuff. But I have been speaking with Weiss about the nature of a Semblance like mine, along with doing my own research on it. I want to be able to have a firm grasp of this so that I know what I can and can't do with it. That takes too much out of me to make it as clear as it was and while I could do it this time, I don't think it's a good idea to make as clear as I did if it's so taxing on my aura. Besides, it was just an idea."

"Maybe you just need better control?" Yang told him, a small smile on her face. There was a pun there and she was damn happy she got it out.

"That's not really much of a problem for him," Pyrrha confessed, and if the very well-hidden scowl on her face was anything to go by, she meant it. "It just seems to come easier for him. Almost like he knows what he's doing with his aura better than anyone I knew from my tournament days."

"I was getting Professor Glynda's help long before this kicked in," Sasuke confessed, though that might not help his case if she knew that he was only as good as he was because he'd spent years beforehand learning how to control his Chakra prior to getting aura. The two were vastly different, but the idea behind it was still the same. God forbid the day Naruto gets aura in his system. That many energies floating around in his body might not be the best thing for someone such as him.

"Why were you getting help from her?"

Sasuke blinked and for a moment opened his mouth to tell them that he didn't know anything about Aura or that she was the one that had transferred some of her Aura into him to unlock his and begin the cycle of him converting all of his chakra into Aura. If that wasn't done, it'd be harder for him at their school then it already was. Adding in Naruto to that every growing concoction of problems wasn't exactly making things any easier. Even with Blake knowing the truth, things still seemed rather hard for both of them.

"Well he did come in with little to no Aura training or control over his Semblance, Yang." Pyrrha crossed her arms as she walked around the former Uchiha and sized him up. She couldn't place it, but there had always been something odd about that. How did he even get in to the academy if he couldn't control or even use his Semblance prior to this? If his Semblance simply evolved then she could understand why it was the case, but he had always dodged any real form of an answer when the question of his Semblance was presented. "A few extra lessons from a professor never hurts either."

Yang shrugged and started walking away only to stop and turn back to Sasuke with a pointed look. "How come Naruto hasn't been training with you anymore? I thought that was your thing?"

"He's been preoccupied with trying to sort some things out with his life right now."

"Like what?"

Sasuke licked his lips and shut his eye. Just off the top of his head he could think of about eight different things, but each and every one of those things was something he couldn't talk about, wouldn't talk about, or simply didn't care to talk about with any of them.

"He's trying to find himself," he finally settled on. "Besides, it's his journey and his story to tell. I'm sure if you ask him, he'll tell you. I'm just going to warn you that whatever he tells you, you should take it with a grain of salt."

Yang rolled her eyes. "Fine. But just keep an eye on him. He's been spending a lot of time with Blake. I'm worried about the two of them. Blake is being… well… Blakey. I just don't want to see him get hurt."

"…No. No, we don't." Sasuke shut his eye again and felt a cold chill pass through his body.

(-)

"Orochimaru might have been a terrible person, but he was damn good at making seals of his own. I'll give him that much, at least."

Sasuke sat in the chambers of Naruto's mind shirtless while Minato, arguable the now strangest Hokage he'd ever officially laid eyes on, which wasn't saying much when one considered that he'd only ever seen three to begin with, studied the seal on his shoulder. Kushina chewed on her lip the entire time as she too studied the strange seal. Naruto remained off to the side, hands in his pockets and his eyes fiercely locked on the object as well.

"And you're saying that it only activated recently?"

"Yes."

"Strange…" Minato went back to his work on studying the seal.

Sasuke looked up to his blond friend with a look of worry. Naruto didn't like the idea of Sasuke's seal running rampant on him. Their fight at the Valley of the End was certainly a deciding factor in this thought process, but his mind hadn't been damaged during the fight. He was damaged long before he got the seal. He knew that. Accepted it, even. But getting the seal, coming here, fighting Naruto and then seeing with one good eye after losing the other and getting his brains nearly turned to pulp snapped him out of his delusions long enough for logic to set in. The seal had never played a part in his mental state until he got it and even then, he never fully gave his will to it. He desired power. It gave it to him to beat his enemies. Nothing more. Nothing less.

But on the subject of seals, Sasuke couldn't help but look behind his former teammate and stare directly at the bigger, eviler, and less forgiving seal that held an unspeakably powerful, evil, unhappy, and large monster of power: Kyuubi.

What were they going to do about it?

One such idea, cleverly brought up by his mother, was for Naruto fight said beast and take control of his power to better save this world and hope that upon his death, after having kids, getting married, and dying of old age – Like that would ever happen for him! – Naruto would somehow have drained Kyuubi dry of all his power and he was subsequently die as a result and never come back.

On a scale of one to stupid, Sasuke rated that plan as asinine. The reasons for why this was such was fairly obviously with the real glaring one being that it was impossible to kill. Also backed up by Minato and the Kyuubi. Both of which were delated to inform the redhead that any attempts to "drain him dry" would be impossible as he was a limitless source of power as the legend and Kyuubi himself seemed claim. Limitless didn't mean much to Sasuke and Naruto seemed to think along the same lines as his mother in thinking that he had a limit. Maybe he did. Maybe he didn't. But if Naruto was going to try that, Sasuke felt obligated to ask him to drink all the water in the world while he was at. Salt water included, obviously, because he'd be doing the exact same thing here: Fighting an utterly hopeless and pointless battle against something that neither cared nor could be stopped from replenishing itself.

"What's strange about it?"

Minato ignored Sasuke for a few minutes before standing up and finally answering him. "The seal isn't so much a seal anymore. It's something else. It's not a living thing, but it acts like a living thing. I'd need more time to study it, which I feel I don't have. This already puts tremendous strain on Naruto's body and mind having all of us in here. I don't want to put him through any further strain than what he already is."

"What about the Evil Sealing Method? Would that do anything to it?"

The former Hokage bit his lower lip. "it could be. But the seal is different now. It's not how it was. It's not alive, but it acts like a living thing. Chances are that it reverted to its true nature of being an infection. But with my limited knowledge on such things…" He let it hang there.

Sasuke nodded. He knew what that meant. This was more in the culprits' field than Minato's. They'd have to find and bribe someone to do something about this. But even then, how would they explain this away?

Sighing, he cracked his neck and felt a moment of joy when he saw Naruto begin having the array for Evil Sealing Method explained to him. Sasuke wasn't going to hope Naruto could get this down by the end of the night. That'd be way too much of a stretch for him with how complicated it seemed to have been when he watched Kakashi doing to him. The entire thing was beyond his level of understanding and it was clearly beyond Naruto's.

If this thing could be removed…

"This is enough for the day," Minato wave a hand as if he was waving goodbye to them, which he might have been.

Sasuke blinked and he was back in his room, his single eye burning from dryness as he snapped back to reality. Naruto didn't stir immediately, but Sasuke knew he was fine.

"So," Jasper began, fully awakening his team leader, "You guys have a blinking contest or what? That looked rather strange."

The former Uchiha rolled his eye. How could explain to them that he was speaking with Naruto and his family inside his mind via ocular telepathy with his Sharingan?

"He was speaking to him in Naruto's mind," Emert said softly.

Sasuke wasn't sure when it happened, but as of lately his male Faunus teammate had grown more attentive to Naruto and his actions. But it was now starting to worry him that Emert was waiting for something to happen. Or maybe Naruto let it slip that they weren't from this world and the male Faunus was simply waiting for Sasuke to come out and say it.

"I'm not a telepath."

Emert winked in reply to mirror Sasuke's one good eye. The former Uchiha stiffened and then got up to go to the bathroom and look at his eye to make sure it wasn't dried out. Once he gave it a full look over and was satisfied that no damage was done from his prolonged use of the Sharingan, he moved back out to the main room where Naruto was coming out of it and holding his head.

"You alright?" Naruto nodded in reply as he got up off the bed and stretched his legs. He wobbled for a moment as his legs hadn't woken up yet and then began moving around to try and get feeling back before sighing and rubbing his eyes. "I thought I lost you in there. Everything okay?"

The blond rubbed his eyes some more while nodding. "Yeah," he answered tiredly with a yawn. "I'm just going to go head to bed. I'll talk to you later." Naruto left before Sasuke could ask him what was wrong, leaving the confused team leader behind with his team.

"He's not okay," Emert confessed. Sasuke gave him a curious look and the wolf Faunus sighed explosively. "Keep an eye on him, Leader." With that said, he stripped and jumped in bed to go to sleep for the day.

Sasuke rubbed his tired eye again and decided that it was best to wait for morning before handling this one. If Naruto was worried about something and not wanting to talk about, going to him now would do him no good. He'd contend with this issue tomorrow.

(-)

Blake rubbed his tired eyes as she looked over the documents she had managed to get on her Scroll. They were detailed plans about an attack, but these attacks were all trivial things that was nothing more than petty theft. Yes, the White Fang was involved and all the stuff stolen was Dust, but these plans were already done and over with. She needed a new lead. Something to tip the edge in her favor for finding these guys and stopping them before things got worse. If she didn't…

She shook her head.

Thinking like that would lead her down a path she didn't want to follow. She was already following one path she didn't like. Why bother starting another that she knew she wouldn't like.

Since it was the weekend she wondered if she could grab up Naruto for another information hunt on the White Fang. He had always been eager to assist her. Maybe she could persuade him to help her again. They might have hit all their targets for the list she had on them, but since they were in a general location to each attack, that meant they had a meeting point somewhere close by. Moving all that dust without stirring up any kind of air traffic responses would be hard. That meant they were transporting it on the ground from jobs in the city. Which meant their base of operation was close by, or, failing that, it was just a storage facility until it could be moved later on.

If the two of them were to head out and attempt to take a shot at finding their base…

Closing her Scroll and walking out of the library, she made a hasty right turn and started heading for Naruto's room. If she could get him to go they could get more information on what the White Fang was going to do next. That would solve so many problems before they became serious ones. That was the lucky break she needed. She needed to get somewhere with this now rather than later. Failure to do so would see her father's work ruined. She wasn't going to have that. Even if he had left that life behind, he didn't need them besmirching his name and his work that he had done to try and help their people.

His door shut before she even got to him and she blinked at the fact he failed to notice her head towards him. With a slight hesitation she knocked on the door and waited a minute before it was opened by a confused looking blond. "You okay, Blake?"

"Yeah," she answered quickly. She put a hand on his chest and gently pushed him back into his room as she entered in after him. He let her in and shut the door. Blake looked around as she continued. "I need your help with something this weekend. Are you free?"

"This weekend?" He shut his eyes hard. Blake could see the gears turning in his head. He was honestly thinking. Did he have plans already? He didn't go anywhere it seemed. What few times he had gone somewhere, Sasuke generally told them well in advanced and it was mostly for school related stuff. Sasuke hadn't mentioned anything to her or the others. And if he had, she sure as hell wasn't paying attention. "I think I'm free. I know I'm needed for a few lessons for those that have detention this weekend, but that's Sunday morning."

"It'd be Saturday night and going into the morning. Another all-nighter for me."

The Jinchuuriki blinked. She realized that she got him with that one. "I think I'm free then. But I'll need to get some sleep in and I have training I have to take care of for something with Sasuke." He sat down on his bed and scratched at the back of his head. With his free hand he started pulling his shirt off and tossed it to the side to a pile that had started to form from the last time she had come over. He hadn't been able to do a lot of his chores around his place due mostly in part to the jobs he'd been taking and then the work he did with Blake. She felt a smidge of guilt for that. "What are we doing?"

"We'd be looking in on a spot for White Fang activity."

Naruto's brow nearly knitted itself together with the look he gave her. For a moment she worried he was going to turn her down and go report her for her planned operation. When he blinked his eyes softened and he nodded slowly. Relief came a moment later for her when he opened up with, "What time are we heading out and where are we starting?"

Blake grinned and started explaining her plan.