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It was almost over. The remaining MDI ground and air forces were on the brink the breach in the palace gates and the lost of the flak towers allowed the MILFs to pour in the whole army and MILFAF dominate the skies. The only thing left was the empress herself.
"I can have a squad come to you!" a voice said with concern.
"It's fine Ilia, I need to do this myself. She wants me to come over, just finish off that battleship" Jaune replied.
"Ugh fine! Just be careful! Over and out."
"Copy out."
Jaune stowed the radio and kept following the trail of MILF bodies.
"Poor guys. Didn't know who they were chasing and what she could do." He thought.
Jaune eventually made his way to the end of the trail, two big doors. This was it. This is where it was going to end, all this pain, death, and destruction. It was time to face a demon. Jaune sheath his sword collapse his shield and pulled out an stA-18.
"This has to count for something"
Jaune kicked open the door and scanned down the sights, only to find the room clear. There was a dinning table with food still steaming on it. There was a mini bar to the right of it with a rack covered with various wines. The whole room was ready for a whole dinner party, but there was only two plates on either end of the table.
"She said follow the trail of bodies. Did she flee? I didn't take her for the type to run." Jaune relaxed for a moment.
The door, presumably to the mini bar's storage opened and a figure walked out. Jaune took imminently tensed and took aim.
"Ah, there you are. I was just getting some brandy, well I heard it was you favorite and I wanted to be a good hoist." Salem said walking over to the tables end Jaune was at and put the bottle down. She walked back over the the other end and sat down. Jaune followed her with his gun, never pulling his eye off her for a second.
"Oh, I recognize that gun. It's that Mael Radec fellows isn't it? Or I guess I should say it was his, Tyrian am I right?." Salem poured herself some wine.
"So who am I talking to?" She cut herself some turkey.
"..."Jaune raised an eyebrow and gave a silent 'what do you mean?'.
"Are you the Arc boy who came to reunite your father with your mother?" She took a bite chewing ever so slowly, then swallowing.
"Or are you the psychopath, who stabbed and shot your way across Molos just to break into this palace?" She took a sip of her wine. Again slowly.
"If you are the fist guy I would say sit down, have some food, drink a bit. Lets be civilized about this." She took yet another slice of turkey and yes she chewed it slowly, it was official she was trying to irate him.
"However." She brought a hand to cup her chin and adopted a frown
"We tried that already. Yes, you sat across from me and I said 'wait here enjoy the crab legs, I'll be right back.' Yes, I did say that and then you left." She lowered her hand and looked up at him with a disappointed look.
"So that must mean your the second guy. The one who decided to join the other monkeys and start throwing your shit everywhere."
"..." Jaune narrowed his eyes.
"But." She took another sip of her wine.
"I'm calling a 'do over' so to speak. You have just two options." She took yet another slice of turkey.
"*Gulp* You can shoot me." Her aura visibly lowered opening herself to an attack.
"Boring. Or you can sit down eat, we can have a nice family chat and you can reunite Roland with Juniper at last." She smiled, locking her figures together and propping her chin on top of it.
"Well?" She asked, uncaring that her aura was down and he had a gun aimed right at her head.
"How can she be this confident? Her army's numbers are dropping. That Atlesion battleship is on the brink of destruction. The palace will be swarming with MILFs in a few minutes. Her dragon is still too far away to help her. Doesn't she understand? She doesn't stand a chance at wining today! ...So why is she doing this? Is Tyrian, Hazel, and or Cinder in the other room waiting to intervene?" Jaune didn't understand her game. If this was a game. It did get him thinking though, Jaune needed to make a decision.
So he did.
Several Months Ago Arc Manor
*Cough*
*Cough*
*Cough*
Roland Arc was dyeing. As if the blood he kept coughing out didn't already hint at that. He had been sick for weeks now. Serious lung cancer had filled his lungs and wasn't caught until now. So here he was on his death bed.
"Should've listen to all those PSAs on smoking." Roland thought.
"Dad? You wanted to see me?" Jaune asked with concern.
Roland had called his only child had him come over from Beacon. He'd put this off for too long and needed to do this.
"Come over here Jaune." Roland gesture to his side.
Jaune walked over and got on his knees. Tears where clearly seen on the edges of his eyes. He certainly wasn't ready for this.
"Jaune when I die-."
"Don't say that! Your not going to die!" Jaune cried out.
Roland persisted. "When I die I need you to do something for me."
"*Sniffle* What?"
"Burn my body and take the ashes to Molos, go to the capital Denver-." Roland started a coughing fit.
He felt himself slipping.
"I-I'll get the doctor!" Jaune made to leave, but Roland grabbed his arm and tried to sit up.
"Jaune *Cough* I want *Cough* you take me to *Cough*-." Jaune turned back and pushed Roland down.
"Dad save you strength!" Jaune was full on crying now.
"Take me to Juniper." He poured everything into that sentence.
"Juniper? What do you mean?" Jaune asked.
"Dad? Dad!?" Jaune ran out of the room, he needed a doctor.
"Jaune how is your father?" Pyrrha asked.
"..."
"Hey, I know exactly what your going though. I've lost family too." Yang said understandingly.
"..."
"Molos, the continent in the northwest of Remnant? Why are you going there?" Ruby asked.
"..."
"Well let's get planning! We all could use a trip over break!" Nora said excited.
"..."
"Alone? Jaune are you sure?" Ren asked.
"..."
"If your set on this you still needed to plan. I believe this falls under funeral, you could be allowed to skip school for a while." Blake said.
"..."
"I know someone who can get you permission to travel easily." Weiss said.
*Ring*
*Ring*
*Ring-*
"Jaune Arc, this is Jeff Peterson from the Vale embassy in Vale... um, I'm calling you about the tour visa to Vacuo with further travel to the city of Harvest in eastern Molos. We can only except you status as as citizen of Vale as we cannot find any form of records for your birth in Molos. Further more I must legally advise against you traveling deep into Molos we have no diplomatic presence with the Molos empire and there is still serious unrest there with the Molos independence and Liberation Front. In regards to your intent for bring the cremated remains of Roland Arc you'll need to bring the passport for the deceased with you, if you are still set on going that is. Have a nice day and goodbye."
Jaune was in a bus traveling through the countryside, he was decked out in his combat attire. He was the only person on the bus visibly armed, no huntsman or army. When asked the driver said they weren't needed. Jaune insisted on the Grimm and he just laughed saying they were more likely to be hit by a stray artillery shell than see Grimm.
The bus stopped about a block before the check point, and six heavily armed MDI soldiers came around the left side of the bus and also a woman. She had black hair with some of it draped over her left eye and she was wearing a red dress that did well showing off her figure and breast. Especially her nice inviting legs that seem to go on forever- focus Jaune! The tension became so thick he could probably cut it with his sword.
"What's happening?" Jaune asked.
"Passport Jaune." Operand said across from him.
Operand was a friend who work at the manor for years and had also come from Molos. Jaune handed him his passport and Operand opened to his picture and put some Lien there. He did the same thing when they got off the boat. Said it help 'move things along', apparently government officials were extremely corrupt here, or desperate as Operand vaguely muttered. Everyone handed there passports up to and the driver got out.
"What's happening?" Jaune asked.
"Sh!" Someone said.
One of the soldiers had a scroll tablet out and was scanning the bus. There voices were muffled, but Jaune could make out what they were saying.
"I have all the IDs here." The driver tried to hand it to the officer.
He waved it away. "We are here to stop and hold this bus." Officer said.
"We need to go. Look the IDs are here and everything should be in order." The driver tried to hand it again, but the officer knocked it to the ground.
"We are holding this bus here for now. Get back inside."
"Sir!" The guy scanning cried out getting everyone's attention even the lady in the dress who looked captivated on the fact any thing was happening.
"We got MILF guns on broad!" He cried.
At that two men from the back of the bus grabbed their bags and ran out the back door of the bus.
"Fire!" The lady in red said.
All the troops unloaded there mags out at the presumed MILF rebels. The driver shot the officer in the right shoulder and the MDI troopers turned and gunned him down.
"Get the rest!"
Operand grabbed Jaune and pulled him to the ground shielding him with his body as bullets filled the bus killing everyone else.
"Go!" Operand said and Jaune dragged himself over and out the back.
The solders came around and crusted around them.
"Get on the ground!"
"Hands in the air!"
"Put the weapon on the ground!"
Operand layied down and put his hands over his head. Jaune would have joined him, but was stopped to the troopers could remove his sword. A VTOL landed and a figure stepped out. The lady in red had grabbed the gun pointing directly in Jaune's face and had it lowered. The cluster of troops moved away and stood at attention. Jaune looked at what he believe was a woman, but wasn't too sure. Skin as white as snow, black veins viable all over it's body, and white hair in a large bun. She, Jaune decided to call, looked over the scene and pinched her nose. She walked over the group and stopped at the officer and the lady.
"Edward, Cinder. I distinctively remember saying for you to stop the bus. Yes stop the bus, not shoot the bus." Anger began to form on her face.
"I'm vary particular with my words. Stop. Shoot." Her eyes glowed red.
"Stop! Shoot! Do those words really sound the same to the both of you!?" The lady in red , or Cinder, flinched and looked like she was on the verge of having a panic attack.
"But it got out of control." Edward said quietly.
"I'm sorry I didn't seem to hear you. What did you say?" She asked stepping closer to him.
"It got out of control." Edward said not meeting her gaze and seeming to shrink under it.
"It. Got out of control?" She seemed more calm than before.
"Yes." Edward said.
"You know? I hate that excuse." She pulled out a knife and stabbed him in the throat and forced him to the ground repeatedly stabbing him.
"You *Stab* had *Stab* one *Stab* fucking *Stab* job *Stab* and *Stab* you *Stab* couldn't *Stab* fucking *Stab* do *Stab* that!" She got up, her face, chest, stomach, legs were covered in splashes of blood.
"Now I have blood over my favorite dress!" She turned around and grabbed Cinder raising the dagger over her head. She was about to bring it down, but stopped and inch before jabbing into her left eye.
She looked over and saw Jaune. She smiled, putting Cinder down.
"Silver lining, you didn't completely fuck it up. Get up boy." She grabbed Jaune and brought him to his feet. She gently cupped his chin moving his head and looking over his face, her own faces excitement growing until she found what she was looking for.
"I know that face anywhere *chuckle*." She brought him into a hug, Jaune tried to push back, but she was a strong as an Ursa and the more he struggled the more tighter she seemed to get, so Jaune just gave in. They held there for a while until she broke the hug and pulled back, but still kept him locked in place by his arms.
"I have a party waiting for you, but I don't know his name, who is this? Is this your plus one?" She removed one of her grips to gesture at Operand.
"..." Operand said nothing.
"Strong silent type, I like it. I am terribly embarrassed, this was suppose to a vary simple job, but you know, if you give food to monkeys then they just throw their shit at each other. Oh, would you hold this for a moment." She handed Jaune the dagger.
"Lets get a picture." She warped and arm over Jaune's shoulder and pulled a scroll out from her chest.
"Ok, right into the camera, there we are. *Flash*" The picture was her with a grin and Jaune looking confused all to hell.
"Hm. Well get more. Cinder, dearest close you mouth before you drool." Said woman had her mouth hung opened, she stared as if she didn't know what she was looking at. Her jaw clamped shut, but she still stared on in disbelief.
"Clean up your mess will you."
"Y-yes, mistress."
A trooper zip tided Operand and put a bag over his head.
"Don't worry about a thing my boy." She let go of him and stepped back.
"This will soon be behind us, and well be on our great adventure." Someone had gotten behind and zip tided Jaune's hands.
"I have cleared my calendar for you, you and I are going to TEAR SHIT UP! WOO! " She threw her arms in the air and a bag went over Jaune's head.
Harvest Governor's Manor
"Well you give my congratulations to Ashley on you next visit home. You know, you've kept Harvest rather nice, I mean I expected more wailing and chains, but knowing you, this is a dark place where the secrets flow like blood. Ah, that rite smile betrays you again De Pluer. *Chuckle*. Well someone take the bag off their heads!" A moment later the bag over Jaune's head came off and he could see again. He was at a small table for four with, four people sitting at it. Operand was to his left looking nervous where as Jaune was confused.
"Again, sorry about what happened before. This was more of what I had in mind. Now fresh start Jaune Arc our guest of honor, Paul De Pluer our gracious host, the plus one whose name I still don't know, and me of course Salem." Her smile when away as she noticed Jaune's confusion.
"You really not know who I am? You father he never said anything about me he never mention me?" Salem asked.
"No, so I am assuming you and dad have a history?." Jaune replied.
"..." Salem put down her fork looking hurt.
"Well, I guess this really shouldn't come as a surprise considering what happened." Salem said quietly.
"Um?" Jaune really didn't know how scattering his fathers ashes could get this complicated.
"Well, me and your father at one point, were close. He knew me in a different light." Salem reached over and grabbed the urn.
"Hey!" Jaune made to stop her, but Paul pushed him back into his seat, shaking his head.
Salem looked at the urn meaningfully. "He understood me and accepted it." She hugged the urn closely for a few moment, then placed it the table.
"When I last saw Roland, he said that he loved me, you men can do that, you can say that you love someone and really mean it, but women. No women only really love you in hindsight, and then a large wedge was made between us." She picked up a fork and stood up.
"So. When your father left with baby you in his arms. I couldn't help but blame myself, then I realize it wasn't me." Salem had walked around and was behind Operand.
"It was fucking Ozpin." Salem pushed Operand down to the table.
Salem stabbed the fork she had into his back. "AGH!"
"Him and those MILFs ruin everything. Like lunch, didn't your parents teach you it's rude to text at the table?" She grabbed the scroll out of his hand.
"Ok seriously? Are you all not checking for these anymore?" She looked around at the guards who all shrunk under her gaze.
Salem looked at the messages. "'I'm with Jaune Arc', oh you all love this next part. 'Help'. *Chuckle* A text for help? Come on you don't text for help you cry for help. So come on, if you going to do something you going to do it right." Salem pulled Operand out of his seat and over to the balcony's railing.
"Now cry for help." Salem twisted the fork.
"Cry for help." She commanded sternly.
"Help." Operand said meekly.
"That was just pathetic." Salem said disappointed.
"Help!" Operand said with more vigor.
"Help! From you vocal cords!"
"HELP!" They both said together.
"Sh! Now we listen." Salem put a hand to her ear and listened.
Jaune wanted nothing more than to go over there and help his friend, but it was clear with the amount of guards and this Salem's clear strength it would be a fools eirn.
"Oh, it appears your friend aren't coming buddy." She yanked the fork out.
"Agh." Operand fell to his knees.
"Find out what he know Paul." Paul got up and with all the guards left with Operand.
Salem put the fork on the table. "Terrorist am I right?" She pulled out her scroll.
"Now I need to make a call, you just wait here enjoy the crab legs I'll be right back." She walked out the room as the call was pick up.
"Watts we need to talk."
When Jaune was certain she left he got up and grabbed the urn.
"I'm coming Operand." Jaune thought.
He turned to find a railing and when he got close he realize there were stairs on the other side of the room. He made his way over and down them. Looking around and saw multi able doors.
"Agh!"
He heard Operand's scream and made to follow the voice. He followed it until he found a room with a smaller room in it glass was there and Operand was strapped to a wall and there was jumper cables connected to it.
"Oh, fuck!" Jaune said.
"Whew. Used the fork. Now you know this can get a lot worse, right?" Paul said.
"Did he just now start questioning him?"
"Actually, lets rewind a bit, because I want to make sure you know exactly what I want." Paul went and sat down.
"Now, do you know why you are here?" Paul asked.
Paul pressed a button. "Agh! Operand screamed as he was electrocuted.
"Good. You're a MILF. A terrorist. A 'bad guy' so to speak, and I'm a 'good guy'. Which means that I don't want to hurt you. I only want to listen. Did you know that people tell me that I am a fantastic listener. So if you'll just tell who your friends are what there planning and where it's happening the..." Paul stopped to press the button.
"Agh!"
"Come on come on!" Jaune was trying to look for a way to get inside.
"Good. Breath. Now, we already know you've been spying on the compound. So how do you know Jaune Arc? What do the MILFs want with him?"
Pual's scroll began to ring.
"Sorry. Hey babe. Hey listen, I'm in a meeting right now, I can't really talk. Yeah, you know it is stressful times over here. We've got a new client am I not sure he's going to buy in." Paul walked over to the corner of the room.
"No, I, I will call you as soon as it is done. I don't think it will take much longer. Yeah. How are the girls? Yeah? Good, good, good, good. Give everyone a big kiss for me, okay? I love you. I love you too. Okay. Bye" Paul ended the call.
"*Sigh* You know, I would retire here if I could, but the missus, she would, she would never understand. Like a few years back, my settlement I took charge of started downsizing, outsourcing all of my work to shit whole faunus communities who all just piss way all we provide for them and have the gull to call us racist, and the next thing I know. I'm a desk jockey. Me, I hated it." Paul walked back over to the chair.
"I got sent home for stress leave, and there I am. My wife at work, my kids at school, and I'm sitting home for, for stress leave. Staring at that... idiot box." Paul sat down.
"That's when I heard her. Empress Salem. I remember her speech while I was listening to the radio. I remember this very clearly, because it really stuck." Paul got up and walked over getting with in a few feet of Operand.
"She said 'if your going to be successful find what your good at.' and... lighting bolt."
"Agh!"
"I realized that if I was to make life better for these people, my people, here in Harvest. I needed to embrace the things I'm good at! Which, unfortunately for you, is this."
"Agh!"
"Damn it!" No matter how hard Jaune looked he couldn't find anyway in, hell he didn't even know how they got in there to begin with.
"That's good. So here's what I'm going to do. I am going do the best me that I can possibly be. If I have to follow that work halfway across the world, that is what I am going to do. I am off the couch. I am supporting my family. I am the FUCKING MAN. Look at my face. Can't you tell I can do this all day? So, why don't you just, let it all go. Yeah?"
"Agh!"
"How do you know Jaune arc."
"Agh!"
"Y-you want to know something?" Operand said.
"Yeah?" Paul looked at him.
"If Jaune was here right now. I would say that he's wasting his time."
Jaune stopped and looked at him through the glass.
"If he was here he would be trying to save me, and it's would be pointless due to the fact that if he did barge into this room and some how took all you out, we would still need to fight our way out of here. The two of use against over eighty guards with machine guns, and high caliber rifles not to mention Salem. The queen of the Grimm."
Jaune look on and got what he was saying. It would be a vain attempt and it would end up with Operand dead anyway.
"However, if he escapes on his own, it would make me. His long time friend a valuable asset."
Jaune's eyes lit up and they met Operand's.
"I would be tortured sure, but I would need to be kept alive for when he would come for me. So he should leave. Now." Operand smiled weakly at Jaune.
'I'll be back' Jaune mouthed.
"I can make this worse for you."
"I know you will." Operand held the smile.
"Ok, I'll get the big guns." Paul left through a secret door, and Jaune left the room entirely.
A Few Minutes Later
Jaune made his way through the compound dogging guards and making his way to what he hopped was an exit. He opened the door and was greeted by a handgun his face. The holder was a guy likely as old as Jaune was wearing a camo uniform with a tan equipment vest with magazines all over it, and cargo pants with every pocket budging out. The guy in question had pale skin and a grey butch cut. He looked ready to kill, but widen his eyes and lowered his gun.
"Jaune Arc?" He asked.
"Y-Yes." Jaune answered.
"I'm commander Mael Radec. I lead the MILFs, we got Operand's message and came as fast as we could." Behind him were four other similarly dressed men and women, except they all had black ski mask on and tinted sun glasses.
"We have to get you out of here now. Come quickly."
"Wait! Operand he needs help." Jaune cried.
"If we help him it will be in vain. We'll see about a rescue when we get back to base."
"We will have that talk." Jaune thought as they walked over to the door.
"I'm going to call the assault force. The confusion caused will allow you to get to a truck unopposed. When I tell you, run and get into the truck. No matter what do not stop moving for anything ok?" Radec asked.
"Ok." Jaune replied.
"This is Radec we have the crown emperor in hand, commence ex fill operation over and out." Radec said into his radio.
"Radec what do you mean by crown-." Jaune was interrupted by multi able explosions.
"GO! GO! GO!" Everyone ran out and started firing their weapons.
Jaune ran out at full speed following the path out. There was shooting and explosions everywhere. He made it to a blue truck and got in. The driver floured it and drove off as fast as she could.
"Your majesty let's just say I am honored to have the privilege of taking you to safety and I am glad that my skills were trusted for this important task." She said.
"Well I'm glad you feel confident in your ability. What do you mean by your majesty-?" Jaune said.
"Incoming!" She pointed at a squad of jeeps coming up on them.
They began firing at them, the gunshot shattering Jaune's windshield.
"There is a gun in the glove box!"
Jaune opened it and pulled out an Apache.
"The safety is right above the trigger!" She cried out.
"I think I know how to fire a gun!" Jaune click the safety and began returning fire.
"They must have seen you get in! This is way too many for just one truck!"
"No really captain obvious?" Jaune briefly thought between reloads.
"Please tell me we have something bigger!" Jaune cried out, seeing how his rounds were bouncing off the MDI's jeeps.
"No that is literally the only gun we have!" I was a really one sided fight. MDI had assault rifles not to mention purpose build attack jeeps and they had one sub machine gun and an armor pickup truck. One of the jeeps rammed them bringing them dangerously close to the edge of a cliff.
"I would hold onto something!" Jaune yelled bracing himself for what was going to happen next. As the jeep hit them again and they went off the cliff.
"GUECK!"
"Tell me? What part of do. Not. Hurt. Him. Did you not understand! *Crack*" Salem broke the man's neck dropped his life less body to the ground.
She looked to the man keeling before her. "Lieutenant."
"Y-Yes, E-Empress Salem?"
"Your in command now, find the boy, and bring him here."
"Y-Yes, your majesty."
"...Go!" She gestured to the door.
He ran out as fast as he could.
"So, out of curiosity, why did you leave in unattended?" Paul asked.
"*Sigh* In hindsight I should have left a Beowulf or something. How is, what's his name?"
"His name is Operand Tachalama, loyal servants to the royal family."
"Well, he's loyalty is a good trait. Is he a... *Sigh* a MILF?" Salem deadpanned.
"Unsure on that front, what I do know is he maybe useful for getting Arc lured back here or at the vary least into a trap."
"Ok good... Paul tell me, do you think Jaune survived the crash?" Salem looked back concernedly.
"If he's Roland's son I highly doubt a fall will damage his aura all that bad."
"Agh." Jaune said weakly.
He was somehow thrown out of the truck and landed on the ground. Still it was better than the driver, her upper body was crushed under a tree.
"Alice! Alice come in!" Radec's voice was coming through a scroll. Jaune went over and grabbed it and a machete.
"H-Hello?"
"Your majesty! Thank the gods your alright, is Alice there?"
"No, she... she didn't make it."
There was a pause. "Damn, ok do you see a radio tower where your at?"
Jaune looked around and saw one.
"I see a radio tower, but I don't know if it's the same one."
"Well it'll have to do. Head over to it and be careful Salem will sent troops to find you. She's not the one to give up a prize easily. Over and out!"
"Ok, I guess I'm following this ravine." Jaune mutter and he walked carefully, keeping a close eye on his surroundings.
"Hello!" Jaune hear a voice cry out, making him duck behind a rock.
"Hello!" Jaune peaked out and saw someone walking out with his gun slung behind him and his hands up.
"Jaune Arc! I'm lieutenant Vex, I don't want any trouble, shooting at and ramming your truck off the cliff was not what the Empress had in mind. Just come out and we can talk. I'll take you back and you two can... do what ever it is she wants to do with you! Hello!"
"Is he even here? Did he leave already or is he just hiding? Oh Salem, what if he's dead? What am I suppose to-." Vex's thoughts were interrupted when a hand went over his mouth and a blade came out of his chest.
"Just how I practiced." Jaune thought.
Roland had taught him how it's done and had him practiced, granted they were dummies, but is they were close enough to the point of him not actually stabbing someone. Jaune took his F90, glock 43, and some fragmentation grenades off him and kept moving forward. Avoiding MDI when ever possible and pulled the ones he couldn't behind bushes and rocks. Eventually after some serious walking he made his way up a snow covered mountain to the radio tower.
A MILF noticed him immediately and cried out. "He's here! Everyone he's here!" Out from the snow, walls, and the tower itself came out a dozen or so for there hiding spots.
Jaune waved. "Hey everyone!" He jogged over to Radec.
"Your majesty, we manage to get your armor it's in here." Radec opened up a duffle bag and poured out his chest plate and gauntlets.
"We couldn't acquire you sword though, but we will find it.."
"Ok, well just get it back later." Jaune began to put his armor on.
"So, just who are you people? I mean I know your the Molos Independence and Liberation Front, but my impression was... well-."
"We were just a bunch of terrorist?" Radec finish for him.
"Yeah."
"It's ok, not many people from the cities really know much of anything about us. Or anything truthful really. Empress Salem may have improved lives for the majority of people, but it was at the expense of minorities, who make the bulk of our ranks. She has removed elected governors in favor of her loyal psychopaths like Paul De Pluer. She took over after your father was forced leave."
"MDI! We got MDI jeeps incoming!" Black jeeps came up the road.
"Battle positions! Rex how's our evac!"
"Twenty minutes out."
"You know how to use that right!" Radec gestured to Jaune's rifle.
"Yeah I had to crack a few skulls on the way here!"
"Just stay close to me your majesty."
"Serious what do you all mean by-."
Shooting started and Jaune ducked behind a concrete wall. He stuck his rifle and fired back, he noticed they were firing shock rounds so he knew they were defiantly here for him. As it seemed his fathers shooting lessons had come in handy. MDI had a full platoon of heavily armed solders, but they had the high ground and a lethal option.
"Eat this!" Some one threw a grenade.
"No don't!" Jaune cried out.
The grenade went off and set off several trucks creating a large explosion.
*Rumble*
"Avalanche!" As Jaune expected snow from the mountain came crashing down in a huge wave.
"Run!"
"Into the tower!"
"By the moon!"
Jaune popped out of the snow, he almost suffocated there. He pulled out the scroll he got and use the radio feature.
"Radec are you there?"
"Oh, your majesty! I thought we lost you!" Radec replied revealed.
"Yeah I'm ok, I have no clue were I'm at the bottom of the mountain. I need to know were to go."
"There is an old town, Quebec. It was abandoned, but we've settled into it."
"How do I get there?"
"Just follow the road sighs, it's still marked."
"Ok, I'll be there."
"Time to walk."