AC:

K: ...

S, R, B, M and G: Well, go on.

K: Ok, ok fine! So hey everyone I am so sorry about being on hiatus for so long but I honestly had no idea what to write because of how season 3 ended.

B: No excuses K! Even if you had writer's block, that doesn't mean you can take almost an entire bloody YEAR off!

K: (mumbles)

Everyone else: Louder...

K: I'm sorry!

Everyone Else: LOUDER...

K: I'm Sorry!

Everyone Else: LOUDER!

K: I'M SORRY! :'(

R: That's better.

B: Now kneel and kiss my shoe.

K: ...no

S: Anyway! Now that everyone knows we are indeed not dead yet, let's get on with the chapter!

M&B: Hey S, can we...(whisper)...

K: Did I just hear torture…?

M&B: No...You heard nothing. (B Pulls out a book called '1001 way to torture someone without killing them') And we shall ensure that you no longer hear ANYTHING...

K: I should run shouldn't I?

Everyone Else: Yep.

K: Jaa ne! [Translation] See ya! (Dashes off)

M&B: COME BACK HERE YOU DUNCE!

Italic = Weapons, Sounds, words with importance

'Italic' = thoughts

Normal = what's happening and actions

Bold = Flashbacks and A/Ns

Bold italic = Quote/ Catchphrase

(Ramer POV)

"Nice to see you again-"

"-Dear Brother..."

"Eh?"

"Eh?"

"EHHHHHHHH?"

"DO I SMELL CUPCAKES?!"

"HOW THE HELL IS THAT RELATED"

(Random guy's POV)

"We interrupt your program to bring you trees!" The image of a dead tree invaded his TV as Bob sighed. Patiently, he waited for the useless interruption to stop.

"As you can see, the tree is withered due to the subzero temperatures of the Atlesian wilderness and is blanketed in pristine, crystalline snowflakes. Its natural ebony bark is highlighted by the-"

"EHHHHHHHH?!" A loud screech echoed throughout the frozen valley, carrying enough power to knock the snow off the tree. For many years to come, people would believe this sound to have come from the mythical Siren Grimm, never seen, only heard.

Coming out from under the table he had hidden under during that traumatizing sound, he looked around and landed his gaze back to the screen.

"Oh...The snow fell."

*Program ended*

(Ramer POV)

"W-Wait, Ramer you're a-a-a PRINCE!?" Leo stuttered as they all stared at their comrade as if he were their worst nightmare.

"Well yeah, to put it simply." Ramer nonchalantly replied as most of them paled, with Glacier promptly deciding that the floor was comfy as he passed out. Bloodraven continued to sip his beverage as he walked over and prodded at the ice-themed acquaintance with his foot.

"Didn't you guys know? I thought that Silver would have already told you about this." As Ramer let on, the group turned their heads to SKRB's 'idiotic' leader, who was slowly creeping away, hoping no one would see him. Turning around, he looked at the group contemplated before chuckling awkwardly and proceeding to wither under their murderous gazes.

*Sigh*

"So, dear brother, why did you call us here," questioned Ramer with obvious aggression as he remembered the grueling memories of his brother antics. 'Oh, the horror. I will never look at carrots the same way ever again.' The very memory caused him to shudder in fright.

"Well, half of the reason was because I wanted my cute little brother to come back since he ran away~" His brother replied in a harmonic tone as he prodded at Ramer's cheek. Slapping away the hand, Ramer grimaced as he recalled the memory of him jumping from the manor window down onto the cold, hard pavement, inches away from the pile of snow he had prepared beforehand to comfort his landing. He still felt phantom pains every time he thought of that. It was a wonder that the guards never noticed the river of blood his nose continuously poured out as he made his way to the bicycle he had hidden away.

"The other half was to give my little brother a message…" Counselor Thyst became more serious, causing Ramer to flinch and gulp in fear. Suspension filled the air, and Ramer's mind went blank with horror...The councilor let the words no one, not even Ramer, would have expected.

"You…Have a fiancée~" Ramer's brother changed back to his teasing tone when he informed Ramer.

The admission of that fact shocked everyone, to the point that even Bloodraven had raised an eyebrow. The cogs in Ramer's head slowed to a halt as he spoke out, stuttering.

"Wait...Please tell me that I misheard you when you said I had a fiancée…?" he asked, desperation seeping into his voice.

"Well, you have one." Ramer's brother nonchalantly answered his question as if it were a common fact.

…

Silence filled the room as the group found the situation too awkward to comprehend, that until…

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL!" Ramer screamed at the top of his lungs. Furious and absolutely enraged, he slammed his hands on the table.

"SO FIRST YOU DRAG ME ALL THE WAY BACK HOME, AND NOW YOU'RE MAKING ME MARRY SOMEONE I DON'T EVEN KNOW WITHOUT CONSULTING ME OR ASKING ME?! GODDAMMIT YOU WHY DO YOU ALWAYS DO THIS!? EVEN WHEN WE WERE BLOODY KIDS YOU ALWAYS DID THINGS EVEN IF I DIDN'T WANT TO BLOODY DO IT!" Ramer snapped, the years of constant irritation finally breaking through.

"Oh, really now? Name one scenario where that happened~" The older Thyst challenged Ramer, apathetic towards his brother's wrath.

"Well, where should I start?! There was the time you threw me off the balcony with a rope made of bed sheets calling it proto-bungee jumping in which the rope untied itself and I went crashing down the ENTIRE DAMNED MOUNTAIN! And then there was the time you dumped me into a pool of boiling water filled with salt and soap saying that it was a Pseudo-hot spring, and let's not forget when you shoved carrots-

"Okay, okay, I get it, sheesh, I'm sorry, just PLEASE DON'T TELL ANYONE ABOUT THE CARROTS!" Ramer brother frantically apologized to Ramer, sucking up his pride to ensure that no one would know of that horrid day ever again.

" *Ahem* Anyway, you might say otherwise once you see who it is~" Composing himself once again, the Councillor clapped, instructing the servants to open the hardwood double doors. Light poured through, blinding their eyes, which caused them squint and ignore Silver as he screeched "My eyes! They BURN!". After what seemed like an eternity, the light faded to reveal…

"Lilia?!" He shouted at the familiar attendant, going wide-eyed as everyone stared at her. Unlike on the ship, she was wearing a very...poofy formal dress that was as white as the snow outside. A multitude of accessories such as necklaces, bracelets, earrings and various other types of expensive jewelry adorned her form.

'Wow...She's...pretty damn beautiful.' Blushing, Ramer turned his head to hide his reddening cheeks, even as his eyes strayed back to her. He could not believe what he was thinking, after 16 long years he never fell in love, but now he can't tear his eyes from someone who he met only a few hours ago. 'Curse you teenage hormones! You screw up my beautiful logic!' A small part of his brain screamed, even as the rest went to work committing every detail of the young woman to memory.

Once his brain rebooted, Ramer smiled nervously. "S-So why are you here?" Ramer snapped out of it and asked, slightly shaken. Lilia's response was to smile gently, forcing his heart to skip a beat.

"Why would I not be? After all, I wanted to see my soon-to-be husband." Everyone stared at her blankly, unable to comprehend the situation at hand. Soon Ramer turned to his brother's desk and placed his hands on the table. If one looked closely, they could see death standing behind him, ready to re-oh wait, no, that was Bloodraven peeking over his shoulder.

"Explain...now..." he gritted out as he glared daggers at the target of his animosity. Ramer's brother grinned, used to him doing this, and answered.

"She is the daughter of the councillor of Atlas. This arrangement was to secure a bond between them and Mistral~(Whispering) actually it's because she fell in love with you at first sight at some ceremony after looking at you, from halfway across the hall, but she was too late to ask you so she asked her father, who is the type of man who dotes on his daughter, and he 'happily' agreed." He added the last part loud enough so the group could hear him but soft enough so that Lilla didn't notice.

Ramer, and everyone else faced-palmed. Bloodraven sighed and downed the rest of his drink, a slight frown on his face as he left to find more. "The tea is in the cupboard to the very left! Sugar is next to it!" called out the Councillor as Bloodraven turned around the corner.

Ramer frowned. Despite being rather...cheerful...His brother wasn't normally this comfortable with strangers wandering around the manor. 'Either he really bonded with Bloodraven during the short time he was here…' Ramer's frown deepened. '...Or they were already well acquainted with each other before this.' Before he could muse any further, Leo spoke out from the back of the group.

"There is something else isn't there." At this, everyone perked up and tension filled the room.

"Whatever do you mean?" Councillor Thyst asked, the ever-present smile not fading even a bit.

"I mean there is something else you want us to do, isn't there." Leo glared, his faunus instincts kicking in. The silence was ever present as they all stared at the councilor, who had kept quiet for the duration of the moment after Leo accused him, he hid his mouth with his hands in a pondering fashion, but his eyebrows were obviously frowned his eyes were still slits.

...

Seconds, that felt like minutes, passed before the Councillor failed to keep his poker face revealing a smile behind his hands and opened his eyes, revealing dark purple eyes that looked like they have seen hell itself.

"How did you know." he continued his creepy smirk letting his, long, blond and black hair flow as he stood up and turned around facing the windows that were behind him.

"Why would a councilor, a person who is trusted to make decisions for the benefit of the council, call his brother, who was basically on the other side of Remnant, to come to him just to tell him he had a fiancee." Leo stared at him, waiting for his reply, and question. He was once again met with a smirk.

"Ramer, you have made very good friends... Yes, there is another reason why I called you all" He whispered the former to himself and attempted the latter to the gang.

'What is it?" Mandeline asked, eyes squinting into a glare.

He kept quiet for a few moments brother breaking the news.

"2 weeks ago, someone, or rather something, attacked our reactor and damaged the dust crystal." He said as he threw a piece of lightning dust behind him and it landed on the table along with pictures of claw marks on pipes, crates, and walls.

"I would have sent the police or Professional huntsmen but because there is meeting of the nobles of mistral coming up, they are busy managing the safety of the city and its routes." he sighed as he set a file on the table that was about the recent attacks of the white fang, including bombings, theft, hostage bribery and assault, along with the normal report on Grimm attacks.

"So instead, I called the person I could trust the most in terms of dirty jobs like this. Which led to me calling all of you at the same time." that statement confused the group, but he carried on.

"And the reason I called 2 teams is because as I mentioned before there is a meeting of the nobles coming soon and though I may have the police and military watching the the event…" he paused to take a breath and recollect his thoughts.

"...I wanted a backup group just in case something goes south, and also the head of the schnee company asked me to call his daughter as I called my brother, so that led me to call team RWBY." finally after he finished his explanation everyone exhaled, relieving themselves of the thick atmosphere full of tension.

Everyone except the pale white heiress which was as stiff as frozen snow.

...

(Bloodraven POV)

Bloodraven walked back to the room tea in hand and was about to enter when he heard shouting

"W-Why did you agree… n-no... WHY IS HE EVEN HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE! WASN'T THIS SUPPOSED TO BE A MEETING OF THE NOBLES OF MISTRAL!?" Bloodraven peeked in and found Weiss sobbing into her hands, tears cascading from her covered eyes as she shivered in anger and depression.

"The Schnee Dust Company stretches from Atlas all the way down to even the unpopulated regions of Remnant towards the south. Your father has a base here and is an invaluable asset to Mistral, who does not have the sheer manpower and technology to harvest large amounts of dust from its' mines. It is because of him that Mistral flourished into the city of 'magic' it is today. We are eternally in his debt." Counselor Thyst said without hesitation.

"I-I refuse to see that insulting excuse of a father again!" Weiss screamed as she darted out of the room and down the hallway, almost running into him. Bloodraven saw the tears that were left behind as she ran, causing him to feel a slight ache in his chest.

'Hm…? What is this feeling?' he asked himself as he prodded at his own torso. He wasn't injured, and Krieg had already performed a biological scan of his body by the time he had felt it. Glancing at the holographic screen his mask displayed in front of him, he found no poisons or toxins in his bloodstream. So why?

By the time he had pushed the thought to the back of his mind, he had noticed that he was already jogging after the heiress. Finding no need to stop a task he was already committing to, he followed the shining teardrops that glittered along the floor.

(Krimsun POV)

"Weiss, wait!" Leo watched as team RWBY ran out of the room one by one, chasing after Weiss. Turning around he stared at the Counselor as he began speaking again after that fiasco.

"Worry not. Although the mansion is rather large, Bloodraven should have already seen Weiss zooming past him. Fret not, for he knows this place well enough to find her. I swear he's like a bloodhound when he's on the hunt for something~" Counselor Thyst said as he stared at the door. Shaking his head with a mirthful smile, he turned to address the others. "Your orders are as followed. Search around the town and the reactor and find the cause of the attack, because the town has been on tight security for a while it won't be able to leave." Team SKR looked at him and each other brother nodding.

"How about us?" Honey spoke out in her usual upbeat voice which completely destroyed the intense atmosphere.

"Oh, you four shall… provide backup by performing a short-range reconnaissance around this area~" as the Counselor said this his expression went back to normal.

They nodded as they all started to leave the room as orderly as possible. Though they paused and turned to look at Ramer's brother again as he had not finished.

"Ah right, there is no need to tell Ravy the plan I told him while you guys were getting here and Ramy, be a dear, and show everyone their rooms~" Everyone in the room cringed at the words of Ramer's brother, which they swear is a pedophile or a homo.

Sighing Ramer nodded and lead everyone to their rooms.

(Weiss POV)

Weiss ran aimlessly, dashing through beautiful ballrooms, divine dining rooms, halls that glowed orange with the evening dusk, and staircases that seemed to spiral infinitely. She had no idea where she was but when she finally collapsed onto the polished marble floor, she cried soft tears, not because of the pain of smashing into the hard marble ground but because of the painful memories of her father's constant abuse, physical and mental.

Wiping away the tears, she rose back up. A pang of fear and loneliness ran through her as she glanced around the room, unsure of her location. She was in a circular room, with doors encompassing her vision as she spun around on her heel, frantically trying to see the way she came from. She collapsed on her knees as her composure broke, and sobbed until her tears ran dry. It was only after a few minutes, that she heard the soft clap of a shoe hitting the marble, that she looked up. She listened closer. Another footstep, coming from the room to her direct left. Standing, Weiss wiped her tears, regained her composure, and strode into the room. Looking around the expansive room, she found a rectangular ballroom, with golden curtains draping from the ceiling and pulled to the sides of the ornate windows that allowed the setting sun to shine into the room. At the other end of the hallway, a balcony looked out towards the land, the glass doors that framed it opened outward. The orange glare shone through the doors, bathing the walls and floor with an almost holy light. Enchanted by the sight, she took slow steps towards the door and pushed them open.

The chilly air stabbed into her, and she almost sighed as it reminded her of days past. Ignoring the freezing wind, she gazed towards the sun-glazed mountains of the Mistralian Alps. A slight smile came to her face. 'It reminds me of home…' The smile faded into a frown. '...Home…' It was then that she noticed a slight whistling sound, almost non-existent over the howling of the wind. Survival instincts kicked in as she leaped back, dodging the blade that cracked the floor of the balcony. The owner landed moments later, his feet barely making a sound in contrast to the blade he threw. Hand on the hilt, he ripped the buster sword out in a shower of debris. A familiar white mask adorned his head.

'White Fang!? Here?!' She thought even as more rappelled in through the windows. Glass showered the floor as boots crashed into the ground like meteors. Weiss counted 14 of them, each glaring at her with the intent to kill.

Her hand crept towards Myrtenaster.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." The buster sword-wielding faunus growled out. The rest cocked their weapons, each ready to fire at a moment's notice.

"I have aura. A few bullets won't do much against me." Weiss reasoned, her initial fear drowned out by the sheer confidence that she-

"Aura-piercing bullets." The one in charge stated, shattering any semblance of hope that Weiss had.

Aura-piercing weaponry and ammunition were incredibly expensive, with a single bullet costing thousands of lien to make. They were incredibly powerful too, with the ability to negate the shield aura makes around its user. That kind of technology had only been released a couple years ago, and even Atlas was unable to get more than a few hundred bullets made, not only that, only the most elite of elites in the Atlesian military can even TOUCH them, let alone use them. For every Fang operative here to have at least a single bullet was almost impossible...almost.

"Th-that's impossible!" she attempted to assure herself, her icy persona breaking.

The opposition could only smirk. "Well then, why don't you come find out?" one said, before pulling the trigger.

Weiss saw her life flashed before her eyes, from the abusive childhood, all the way up to now. 'I'm sorry everyone.' she thought as her eyes closed…

And yet there was no pain.

Prying open her eyes, she found herself seeing black. 'Well, I suppose I'm dead now-' her thoughts were interrupted unceremoniously by a prod to her forehead.

"Weiss...You're not dead…" came a familiar voice.

Blinking in confusion, she stepped back and found herself looking up at Bloodraven's mask.

(Bloodraven POV)

He had seen her walk through the door and followed cautiously. The security cameras had been disabled, most likely by his targets. Phasing into the shadows of the coming night, he followed Weiss like a spectre. She was walking towards the balcony. 'Not the best-fortified position.' Bloodraven thought as he trailed behind, jumping to Weiss' shadow. She walked through, stopping and admiring the setting sun as he lurked behind. Immediately, he noticed multiple presences. One of which was rushing down to meet them.

Weiss jumped back to avoid the blade that sunk into the balcony, the weight causing it to creak. Bloodraven waited. His mentor had taught him to have patience, and to strike when the time is right. His ethereal gaze landed on his target. 'White Fang officer, wolf-faunus, utilizes buster sword.' More came in from the windows. 'Factoring in estimated aura and skill. Factoring in reinforcements x 14. Threat level: low.' Bloodraven analyzed. Ignoring most of the conversation and focusing on plans to eliminate them efficiently, he paused slightly at the sound of "aura-piercing bullets". As far as he knew, only Grenadiers of His legion had access to those, and only He could produce them. His mind worked in overdrive as he scrapped previous plans and made at least 13 new ones in the span of an instant. In the next second, he had selected the course of action that would end up with the least allied casualties and damage, all while maximizing damage to the opposition. An enemy raised his rifle in Weiss' direction. Bloodraven executed the plan.

Appearing out of her shadow, he blocked the bullet with a simple swipe of Blutsturm, before checking on Weiss. Seeing her with the expression of a slightly broken person, he poked her forehead. "Weiss...You're not dead…" he spoke, watching her blink in confusion before she registered what had happened.

Turning around just as she gazed up at his mask, he scanned each and every opponent. It appeared they were telling the truth, and their weapons were indeed loaded with rounds blessed by Him. His eyes narrowed in anger. 'The filthy mongrels dare to taint his holy treasures? Then they will have to pay their debts in blood.'

The officer snapped out of his shock before growling. "And who are you meant to be?" he asked, venom seeping into his voice as he shook with rage, angry that the Schnee still lived. Bloodraven's mind sped up, and his perception of time slowed to a crawl. Having Krieg connect to the Nightingale servers, he sent a message to Command.

+ Sir, White Fang units encountered. Weaponry class: BETA. Permission to show affiliation to incite panic? +

+ Threats acknowledged. Civilians? +

+ 1. Designation: Weiss Schnee. Continue? +

+ Weiss Schnee: Affiliated to Lady Schnee. Danger of information leak: Low. Proceed. +

Bloodraven's perception sped back up, his conversation with his superiors finished. Turning his monotonous gaze that promised death upon his foes, he answered their question. "I am the dagger that silences his foes." Bloodraven ran his fingers across his blades as his voice echoed from everywhere. "I am the poison that his enemies shall choke upon." Shadows wisped off the metal as his hand glided across the edges. "I am the nightmare that roams the reality of his prey." Black lightning arced off of the ground at his feet, threatening to strike the insects that dared to stand too close. "I… am a weapon of Nightingale." Bloodraven took a step forward. One of them panicked and let loose a burst of bullets. Shadows gripped Weiss' ankles and pulled her away from the battle. "And I shall purge my lord's foes." Bloodraven exploded into a burst of pure darkness as the bullet threatened to touch him. The nearest faunus keeled over, aura drained and Blutsturm now lodged in his stomach. Ripping the blade free, Bloodraven grabbed his victim and pushed him into the enemy's hail of bullets. 1, 2, 5, 15 bullets tore into the unrecognizable bag of meat in an instant, and Bloodraven threw it away.

In the blink of an eye, Death Incarnate vanished and a head fell to the ground, even as another body was eviscerated. Bloodraven expelled any thoughts from his mind, his body falling into a graceful, yet mechanical dance as a screaming corpse went sailing out the balcony and off the cliff. Bullets whizzed through the air, and every time they threatened to hit him, he evaded them with ease, redirecting their courses with expertly-timed parries. A few hit their own allies in the confusion, chaos erupting from having a Nightingale operative in their midst. Some small part of Bloodraven's mind supposed that it was understandable. When faced with certain death, many tend to panic. A Nightingale assassin was most certainly a death sentence. The faunus with the buster sword swung a horizontal swipe at him, and he flipped over the blade, narrowly dodging 2 bullets that sped dangerously close to his face. A quick glance at the kill counter in his HUD showed that 12 targets out of 15 were neutralized. Parrying a blow of the officer's sword, he snapped his fingers. Spikes pierced his foes' torsos, their measly aura doing little to protect against Bloodraven's crystallized kill count reached 14/15 as he painted the walls and floor red with blood.

"Damn you!" Yelled the officer, a fit of rage taking over. He swung his sword with wild abandon, and Bloodraven merely sidestepped from the blade.

"Enough." Bloodraven calmly said as he stuck his foot out. The anger-induced officer tripped, and fell onto a waiting spike of darkness. Sheathing Blutsturm, he turned to see the traumatized face of Weiss. Idly realizing that his shadows still kept her anchored in place, he dispelled them. Weiss fell, and Bloodraven caught her in his arms.

"Are you okay?" he asked. The heiress could only nod. Bloodraven placed her down onto her feet and wrapped his arm around her shoulder to steady her, and they walked towards the door. And yet, something didn't feel right to Bloodraven. Frowning behind his mask, he glanced towards his kill counter.

14/15.

His eyes widened behind the red visor and he turned to look back. His perception of time crawled to a halt, and the officer held a pistol in his hand, a victorious smirk on his face. Pulling the trigger, the anti-aura round went spiraling towards Weiss, even as the gun slipped from the man's cold, dead fingers. Bloodraven pulled Weiss towards him, using her as a counterweight to push himself in front of the bullet's path. Weiss could only widen her eyes in shock at being unbalanced before she felt the splatter of a warm liquid stain her face. Blinking in confusion, her eyes soon widened in horror as Bloodraven sank to the ground, blood leaking from his chest. Smiling, Bloodraven whispered. "In death...atonement." The doors burst open, and the rest of team RWBY poured into the room as the raven choked on its own blood.

(Ruby POV)

-In the infirmary-

The steady beeps of the heart monitor were drowned out as Ruby's partner cried aloud.

"It's all MY FAULT!" Weiss cried out as she sat next to Bloodraven's bed, her head held in her hands as tears streaked down her face. She blamed herself for his injuries, which had almost cost him his life. Ruby was not too sure what had happened in that room, only that the stench of blood permeated it. Yang, being the older sister had wisely covered Ruby's eyes from the horrific sight of dead bodies littered all over.

"Weiss…" Ruby began, unsure of what to say. "It's fine, anyone would-"

"BUT I COULDN'T DO ANYTHING!" Weiss yelled out, her red eyes wide and bloodshot. "I was there but I could only watch… He would have been fine if it weren't for me!" she shouted in rage, voice cracking as tears continued to pour out of her eyes. She gripped her chest as it felt like a hundred daggers made of cold hard steel had stabbed through her heart.

Ruby sighed, seeing that nothing was going to snap her out of it. Getting up from Weiss' side, she left for the door behind them. As she slammed the door open, she had accidentally used to much strength in her frustration, it had stop halfway. It seemed to have collided with something or…

"Ite!"

Someone, looking behind the birch door she found Leo holding his nose, preventing it from bleeding.

"O-Oh Leo! S-Sorry! U-u-u-umm are you ok?!" Ruby panicked as she asked Leo, her face being painted with colors of shock and worry.

Leo paused for a minute to let the dizziness pass before standing up, though he still has a little shaky, he shrugged it off.

"I am perfectly fine." He stated as he crossed his right arm across his chest and pulled a thumbs-up, though he was completely unaware of the waterfall of blood from his nose.

"No... you're not" Ruby deadpanned, before giving him some tissues, she kept in her pocket for emergencies, but in truth, she found the situation...funny… she had almost completely forgot about that feeling of doubt and confusion she had a moment ago, though thinking about it just brought it back causing her to frown once again and unfortunately, Leo noticed this and turned back to her after drying up all the blood.

"Hey… Ruby, are you feeling ok?" Looking up she saw his gold eye filling with worry, his expression, that was cheery and playful, became full of sorrow like the sun setting behind the horizon.

"...Leo…what should I do?" Confusion and doubt filled her heart as she continued looking his face before she realized it she was closely examining his facial features. His pale ghostly complexion, his triangle chiseled chin, his thin pink lip, his bright gold eyes. She didn't even realize that she was inching closer to him until they were close enough to feel each other breath.

"S-Sorry!" She became flustered and backed away before turning to the wall and sitting with her face on her knees.

"I-It's fine, so what did you want to talk about?" He blushed before gently placing himself next to her.

"Well you see Weiss keeps believing that Bloodraven injuries are her fault, even though she did nothing wrong, I mean anyone would be scared if someone aimed a bullet, which could break through aura barriers, at her head and-" Ruby kept on going about not only about Weiss's problem but her personal problems, her doubts as a leader, her worries as a friend and the awkwardness as a student, she kept going showing no sign of stopping and Leo took it in, all of it.

(Krimsun POV)

Leo had listened to Ruby for about an hour, though after awhile longer she fell asleep. He smiled as he lifted Ruby in a bridal carry back to her room.

He Continued walking, not knowing the dangers just around the corner.

(Silver POV)

"LEO YOU BASTARD!" Silver and Blake grabbed one of each arm and pulling as hard as humanly possible. On the way out of the infirmary Yang and Blake met up with Silver who was walking around looking for Leo but when they found him, he was talking to Ruby, at first yang was ok, just a bit edgy, so they only observed from a distance but it seems their conversation lasted longer than expected which lead to yang getting anxious and well the rest is pretty self-explanatory.

"Like we told, calm down Yang!" Blake and Silver attempted to reason with her which was responded with an inflamed fist fly in their direction.

"*Tch* we have no choice, Silver if you would?!" Blake turned to the Silver teen beside her.

"AH FINE just putting this out there I'm not responsible for what happens!" Let go one of his hands he charged electrical energy in the center of his palms before smashing said palm directly into her back, which caused her nervous system to temporarily stop and restart, though did this cause her go unconscious as well as forgetting what had happened for the last 5 minutes.

"(pant pant pant) We will never bring this incident up again hear me." Silver recommended and blake agreed, though Yang was forced to forget what had happened if someone brought something up related to it she would most definitely remember and most likely if she does remember someone will- no DEFINITELY die.

"Oh, Blake, Silver what are you doing here" Leo questioned as he found Blake and Silver standing over an unconscious Yang.

"O-Oh nothing, Yang just... uh" Silver nudged Blake to continue his sentence as he his brain failed to come up with any excuses"

"S-She accidently tripped into Silver's hand while he was showing us what else he could do with his powers" Blake told a white lie knowing Leo could basically hear their thoughts because of his hearing ability, being careful not to mention the fact that Yang was out for blood and need to be put down to relax.

"Y-yeah and I was about to carry her to her room when you came around the corner" Silver followed before grabbing Yang's arm 'trying' to lift it up, with a heavy note on 'trying'. Also known as she unexpectedly heavier than he thought.

"Need help?" Leo, seeing Silver struggling to lift Yang off the ground, offered to lend a hand but Silver shortly declined with his usual smug smile,

"It's Fine, I don't need any, though I wanted to keep this as my trump card." Silver muttered the last part to himself as he put his palms together and closed his eyes, going into deep concentration.

"…(muttering)..." he chanted only loud enough for his inner self to hear, not even Leo hearing ability could pick it up. Soon electricity arced around his arms and coiled itself through and around all of his appendages and eventually flowed back into his body.

After a moment of silence, due to the flamboyant display, silver opened his eyes which had, what looked like, 5 lightning bolts in it surrounding the iris with their points trained in the center. Quietly walking over to Yang, who he rested on the wall before the stunt, and effortlessly pick her up before resting the rest of her body weight on his back.

"Ok, shall we-... why does it look like you guys have seen a ghost?" Silver turned to his friends as they stared in confusion. Before long they snapped back into reality and followed Silver, who went on ahead.

The next morning

*grumble* *grumble*

Silver grumbled as the approaching dawn shine pierced his eyelids and entered his eyes, his head was a mess due to using THAT last night the after effects were causing him a slight headache and a sore neck,

'Must off used a bit too much that time, might need to visit Shiro-sensei during the summer'

"HAH" Silver craned his neck, painfully, to look out of the window of his room, he saw Leo in the courtyard practicing his swings with godly accuracy, each on intercepting on the same point, no excess movement at all, all the strike gravitated to the weak points of the human body due to the intense training he has probably did.

"Haha good thing we're on the same team" Silver laughed worriedly as a bead of sweat persisted to stay on his head. Leo paused from his training as he looked towards the window Silver was staring through, noticing the Silver sniper had been for quite some time.

"Hey Silver, want to spar?. Could be great practice" Leo offered, his voice blasting through the walls of the manor and into Silver's room, he gave a thumbs up as a sign of agreeing before changing into his combat gear.

After making his way to the courtyard Silver saw Leo waiting for him, as soon as he appeared from the shadow of the corridor a wooden knighting sword flew towards him but he just managed to catch it before to crashed in his face.

"The rules are simple no semblance, no dust, just your skill with the sword, first to knock the other down wins" Leo briefed Silver as he readied his stance positioning the heavy wooden Boken in front of this body ready to counter-attack or attack. Silver smiled as he got into position with his blade's point directed at Leo.

When an imaginary starting bell sounded the two charged forward in sync, their blades in position to strike the other when they are close enough.

The sound of wood colliding against each other filled the empty courtyard save for a couple of trees, bushes and garden beds fenced off with low foot high flower like fencing. Though it looks like they were equal, to experienced martial artists it was fairly one-sided. What Silver was doing was more akin to defense rather than an offensive approach, swinging his blade to meet his opponents. While Leo was on full offense not letting even a second for Silver to recover or counter-attack, waiting for the moment he knew he could perform the finishing blow without being blocked.

'Strong!, he hits like a tank shell' Silver thought as Leo forced him into blocking the strikes which caused him to take the brunt of the attacks which slowly but surely moving him back. Just as Leo was about to perform his finishing strike Ramer walked out of the marble archway to stop them.

"Oh, there you two are. Hurry up my (shiver) "brother" called for us" Ramer beckoned them to follow as he walked off, the 2 teens followed after placing the wooden swords against a tree and wiped their sweat. Making their way to a pure white door with gold and purple engravings

"Oh, I see everyone is here~" The Counselor mused as they open the door of the meeting room.

"Well then let's begin Operation: Locked Cage"

-End of Chapter 8-

AC:

K: (Peaks out of a Closet)... Are they gone?

Everyone Else: Well um…

B: You called…~ (pulls out ball and chain)

K: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! (Runs for his life)

B: Get back here! The fans deserve their vengeance!

K: Tasukete! [Translation] Help me!

R&S: Yeah, no we aren't getting between a murderous B and his prey...

S: Any way thanks for reading if you enjoyed please R&R oh and-

R: And K will try to get the next chapter in 1 or 2 weeks.

M&B: (Drags K's unconscious and bloodied body across the ground) We will make sure of it.

K: (Sleep talking) Dewa mata ne...