Dove Bronzewing cringed as his body slammed into a shipping container, leaving a large dent, and fell on a decomposing corpse of a Creep. He quickly got up, inwardly chastised himself for getting sloppy. He roared as he prepared for another aura charge. He glowed for a short moment before flying forward at neck breaking speed towards the Ursa Major that hit him.

The impact made the beast stumble, giving Dove an opening for him to grab onto its head and brought his sword across its neck. He then jumped off and novaed what was left of a Beowulf pack trying to crawl up a shipping container to get to the Atlas soldiers. All of the Grimm in the area were now taken care of for now.

"You took my kill." Chemo mock complained as he reloaded his weapon.

"I didn't see you name on it." Dove joked back as he jumped and climbed up to join them.

"It does, look!" He pointed to the decomposing body. Coincidentally enough it had bullet holes that were in the shape of the letter C. "C for Chemo." Archer and Meat burst out laughing. Peasant could only smile and shake his head.

"PEASANT!" They all sobered up at Buck's call. "PEASANT!" They all turned to see Buck, Sky, and Russel sprinting towards them, carrying Jaune and Yang's maimed bodies.

"Bring them here!" Peasant called out as he and Dove jumped down. Peasant detached his medical kit from his back. "Place them here." He kneeled down as Sky and Buck let the two wounded huntsmen down. "By the gods…." he said is shock as he examined them "alright, we need to inject them with antibiotics and then some morphine."

"Hey, eyes up! Watch the perimeter! Let Peasant and Sky do their thing!" Buck ordered, snapping the rest of the squad out of it as he took position behind a crate. "Chemo, try and get 479er on the horn!"

"Yes sir!" Chemo replied and took out his scroll. Buck nodded and then turned around. He looked back at the two medics injected the hunters with antibiotics and then with some medical fluid. He could hear them talking but it sounded like mumbles at this distance.

But then something peculiar happened. Sky leaned close and said something to Peasant. He recoiled back with a gasp and looked at the unconscious girl, then back at Sky. He tossed a syringe at Sky, pointed at Jaune, then rushed over to the girl.

Even with the helmets covering their eyes, Buck learned to read his teammates facial expressions. Whatever the huntsman told him, it shocked and scared Peasant. It made him immediately rush to the poor girl. What was so special about….. Yang was her name right? Did she suffer a more critical injury?

"We're here!" Buck turned to see Cardin and the rest of his squad storm up from the stairway. "How are they?" Cardin asked with concern as he, Scarecrow, Ozone, and Royce jogged up to the two medics and came to a halt in front of them, grimacing at the sight.

Scarecrow dropped his arms, his gun rattling in his shaking hand, his mouth agape with shock. Ozone made a motion with his hands and offered a silent prayer for those two poor souls. Royce gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on his weapon. Cardin slowly walked up and kneeled next to Jaune.

"What the fuck did they do to you man?" He asked rhetorically as he placed a hand on Jaune's forehead and wiped some blood off.

"Fucking animals, the lot of them." Royce growled in anger.

"Chemo, any luck?" Buck called out.

"No sir," Chemo replied. "I can't raise 479er. I'm only getting static." Everyone took a moment to realize what that meant.

"Uh, does that mean we're stranded until reinforcements come?" Meat asked, breaking the silence.

"It better not!" Sky shouted in frustration. "We need to get these two out n-"

"Movement!" Archer cried out. "At the breach point!" Everyone barely had time to aim their weapons before gunfire erupted.

"Oh shiiiiit, WHITE FANG REINFORCEMENTS!" Meat yelled as he, Dove, Peasant, and Chemo jumped off the container for cover, dragging Archer down with them, who cried out in pain after landing on his bad leg. Everyone else took cover and began taking pot shots at the approaching terrorists.

"Looks like I was right about everyone being away." Scarecrow muttered as he blindly fired his rifle.

"Stop being right all the fucking time!" Royce retorted before ducking down to avoid incoming fire.

Cardin took out his scroll for a brief moment to check his team's arua levels. They were all in the dark orange. Sky had the highest at an estimated 15%. "Fuck." he muttered. "Guys, our aura is in the shit!" He called out, hoping it wasn't loud enough for the White Fang to hear. "Don't charge out there!" He yelled with concern. He grabbed a gun from one of the grunts they've taken out earlier and began taking potshots. The rest of his team, except Sky, followed in his actions.

The White Fang soldiers managed to gain a foothold and began using crates and shipping containers as cover. The sounds of motor engines reached the ears of the Atlas and huntsmen trainees. Four armoured police vans, the PD logos scraped off, rolled in. They paused to unload the grunts they were carrying before parking at an angle to give the White Fang more cover.

"WAIT FOR THE TURRET TO ARRIVE BEFORE ADVANCING!" a feminine voice echoed over a loudspeaker. Moments later a SWAT van with an shielded machine gun rolled in. "TURRET'S HERE!" The soldiers and huntsmen ducked behind cover as the turret provided suppressing fire.

"Auto 43!" Ozone shouted. While the Auto 43 used a much smaller round than the Bolter 42, the Auto 43 had a significantly higher fire rate.

"WAIT FOR THE TURRET TO FLANK THEM BEFORE ADVANCING!" The woman on the loud speaker said, followed by a minor chorus of cheers. Continuing its strafing fire, the SWAT van started to move forward, off to their left flank. Buck was about to panic and give orders to turn back. But then he realized the SWAT van was heading towards Cardin, and grinned.

Cardin prepared himself behind a crate as he saw the SWAT van coming towards him. When the van was about to drive right next to him, he striked. With a loud battle cry, he channeled aura through his arms and in the dust crystal in his mace. He then hopped out of cover and slammed the mace down in an arc. The force of the impact smashed in the frontward engine and caused the van to flip forwards. It rested on it's front bumper for a moment and then fell to the right, on it's side.

One of the rear doors opened, revealing a grunt groaning in pain. He only managed to poke his head out when he came face to face with Royce's rifle. His head exploded as Royce pulled the trigger, and then emptied the rest of his clip into the van, killing everyone else who survived. No one noticed that he had a grin while doing so.

"THEY GOT HUNTSMEN!" the loudspeaker woman said.

"That bitch really likes to hear her own voice," Russel grunted as he took blind shots with a rifle.

"HOLD POSITIONS AND KEEP THEM PINNED!" Buch peaked over his cover and singled out the speaker. "I'LL DEAL WITH THESE HUNTSMEN MYSELF!" The woman was speaking through her scroll. She was a tiger faunus with orange skin, slanted yellow eyes, platinum blonde hair , cat ears, and sharp fangs. She had white armour covering her biceps and thighs. A black set of armour protected her chest, stomach, and back. She had on black pants and combat boots, as well as a black long sleeved shirt and fingerless gloves. She had a rifle holster strapped on her back.

"We have an officer!" She heard one of the human scum yell to his comrades. She turned to see one of them aim their rifle at her. She raised her hand and an orange glowing shield appeared in front of her, blocking the shots. Her semblance allowed her to create barriers to block incoming attacks, but each hit took away some of her aura. "Fuck, she has aura!" The same Atlassian pig cried in fear. Her eyes narrowed as a smirk formed on her face. She equipped her rifle from the holster on her back.

The rifle had the design of an old war rifle, but the wood has been replaced with a shiny chrome finish, the grey metal parts were now jet black, the buttstock has been removed, and a bayonet was added on the barrel. Where the buttstock would attack to the rifle's body, right above the trigger, were two slots where she could insert vials of powdered dust to enhance her bullets. In this instance, she can fire incendiary and cryo shots due to the ice and fire dust vials. However, she can only use one at a time and was low on dust thanks to the Grimm, and her rifle can only fire in semi-auto.

*Note for Qopster: imagine an SVT 40 rifle but with chrome instead of wood and without the stock, and jet black instead of grey*

She flipped to the ice dust vial and fired a few rounds towards the Atlas soldiers. They ducked down as the bullets impacted and created blocks of ice on their cover. One trooper in the middle of their line wasn't fast enough and had his arm encased in ice, stuck to his cover. She brought up her aura shield and switched to the fire dust vial. Leaving a small hole in her shield for her gun, she quickly advanced towards their right flank. She fired shot after shot at her enemy, keeping them pinned as her incendiary rounds lit and melted the crates and containers they were using for cover.

The tiger faunus reached a large container on their flank and hid behind it. She checked her magazine to see she had enough fire dust for one more shot. She stealthily peaked to the side and saw that she had a clear line of sight on the one dual wielding pistols. She shouldered the rifle, aimed for his head, and pulled the trigger.

Russel cocked the gun after putting a fresh magazine in when he heard Buck cry out in pain. He turned to see Buck fall to his side, desperate to get his helmet off, which now had an orange glow on it's left side. He rushed to his side and helped him get his burning hot helmet off. He tossed it aside and examined his face. Buck had streaks of second degree burns across the side of his face.

"Fuck you, you animal cunt!" Royce shouted as he opened fire, trying to get an angle around the approaching tiger faunus's shield. As she sprinted closer, Royce's gun clicked empty and the White Fang officer transformed her gun. The bottom of her gun folded to the top, revealing a revving up chainsaw blade made of stainless steel. The gun handle folded up to line up with the rest of the rifle and the barrel retracted into the rifle. She lowered her shield as she swung up her chainsaw sword.

"Gah, fuck!" Royce shouted as he raised his rifle to block the blow. The chainsword cut through Royce's rifle, but it gave him time to back away to avoid the swing. The faunus quickly kicked him in the chest, denting his armor, sent him back to the ground. She let out a roar as she jumped into the air with the intent to end the man's life. But while in mid-air, Cardin hit her in the side with his mace. She fell to the ground but quickly got up to charge at the mace wielder. However, Dove intercepted her with an aura charge. The impact sent her flying back, but she recovered in time to bring her shield up to block Dove's nova attack.

Russel saw what was happening and knew he had to act. "Scarecrow!" he ran up to the man. "I need some grenades! I'm going after that officer!" Scarecrow nodded and handed a leather strap with 5 grenades attached.

"These are all I have left. Waste the bitch!" He shouted over the fire from the White Fang line. Russel nodded and rushed to aid his teammate.

Dove's sword was blocked by the officer's aura shield. She put the shield down and transformed her weapon back into its rifle form. She fired two shots in rapid succession at Dove's chest. His armour stopped the bullets from hitting his skin, but his chest and right arm became encased in ice. The weight brought him down to the ground on his stomach. He struggled in vain to to try and free himself. His eyes widened in fear as he heard his scroll alarm going off, signaling his aura level was now just around 5%, maybe lower.

The faunus licked her lips, her eyes shining with glee at the boy's despair. Before she could do anything, she jerked back to dodge bullets fired at her. Bringing her aura shield up, she saw the spiky-punk haired huntsman hip fire a rifle as he sprinted towards her. When the rifle clipped empty he threw it at her and equipped his daggers, switching the canister to fire dust, giving his blade's a red glow.

The faunus let the boy's strike hit her shield before dropping, attacking him with several long slashes with her loud, revving chainsword. After a fourth lunge was blocked by his daggers, Russel began to do quick, aggressive slashes against his opponent, sparks flying with each impact. He quickly gained the upper hand. Though unable to land a blow on her, he was quickly pushing her back and gaining ground.

They quickly found themselves among rows of large shipping containers. The faunus saw an opportunity and took it. With her next strike she brought her chainblade down, forcing him to block it with both daggers, and pushed forward. Russel stumbled back but still had his daggers up, ready for another strike. Instead, the faunus picked a grenade from her rear belt and threw it straight down. It exploded on impact, creating a smoke screen. Russel waited for her to make a move but the smoke disappeared two seconds later, revealing that she disappeared.

Russel didn't even panic. He closed his eyes and activated his semblance, hunter vision. He then frantically looked around him and finally found her. She was prone on top of a shipping container, no doubt waiting for an opportunity to strike. An idea formed in his head as he spun the canister on his daggers to ice dust.

The faunus peaked over and saw that the punk haired human was moaning and rubbing his eyes. Perfect, the smoke must have irritated his eyes. Maybe he's sensitive? It didn't matter. She quietly and quickly got up and launched towards him. But half way and while mid-air, Russel jumped and did a backflip to dodge her strike. The faunus just missed her strike and landed on the ground. Not even a second later, Russel slammed his daggers down at an angle, covering the floor in front of him, and the woman's legs and weapon, in ice.

"Damn it!" she yelled in rage as she tried to free herself. She managed to rev up and free her chainsword, when see saw the huntsman drop something in front of her.

"Burn bitch," Russel said as he dropped the grenade belt and ran past her to go unfreeze Dove. The faunus gasped in panic and slashed faster against the ice to free her. She luckily managed to free herself two seconds later and quickly tossed the belt back at the huntsman and raise her shield. All five grenades exploded in mid-air, protecting her from damage, but the force of the blast sent her flying back.

Russel reached Dove and managed to thaw him out with a quick strike with fire dust equipped. Dove stood and was about to thank him when the grenades exploded. To make matters worse, the grenade's explosion pierced a nearby container and ignited the fire dust crystals stored inside, catch both of them in an inferno. The force from the massive explosion sent them flying back, landing close to where Cardin was. They didn't get back up, and their clothes and skin were covered with scorch marks.

"Dove! Russel!" CRDL's leader shouted in fear upon seeing his friends' still bodies. He tried to rush out to get his friends but was immediately forced back down when heavy gunfire tore off a chunk of flesh from his left shoulder. His aura reserves were completely depleted. His scroll showed the same for Dove, Russel, and Sky had poured what aura he had left into Jaune and Yang. Cardin wasn't a religious man, but at that moment he started praying to whomever would listen.

"Running low on ammo!" Chemo shouted.

"Here, last mag, make it count!" Meat responded as he tossed a magazine to Chemo.

"I'm completely out!" Ozone said as he unsheathed his sword. All Atlas soldiers were equipped with a sword as a last, desperate measure against the Grimm if you ran out of ammo.

"Same here!" Scarecrow said, also pulling out his sword.

"Half a mag left!" Royce said as he fired two more shots from a pistol Buck tossed him. "Buck, what do we do?" He fired another shot and crouched back behind cover. "Buck?" Royce turned to where his leader was. Buck was sitting down clutching his burnt eye. Buck slowly began to stand up.

"L-lads," Buck addressed them slowly, taking a few moments to look at Jaune, Yang, Russel, Dove, and the rest of his team. "I-... i-it's been an honor." He leaned back against his cover, dropped his empty pistol, taking his officer's sword out of it's seath. "I'm sorry."

"TWO OF THEIR HUNTSMEN ARE DEAD AND THEY HAVE NO AMMO LEFT! CHARGE!" The tiger faunus rallied her forces, followed by a chorus of battle cries as the White Fang began their mass charge.

At that moment, any small amount of hope Buck had was gone. All of his thoughts turned to his family, the broken promises he told them about being safe, the good times he had with his squadmates. He hoped they could forgive him. Team CRDL, though he met them briefly, they were tough sons o' bitches and were good people. He was proud to have met and fought alongside them. He suppressed his tears and gave one last, long sigh between his gritted teeth. This was the end.

At least, he thought it was until he heard the all too familiar roar of multiple bullheads coming in fast.