After an exhausting two days of training Scarlet to fight against humans, the three were dressed and waiting outside the mansion the party was at. Dantos and Scarlet had entered as a couple and Aionion was leaning on a wall outside for their marks to arrive. Aionion was staring off into space thinking.

'Why have a party at this large of a place? Haven't they learned that gathering White Fang targets only- Fuck.'

'Dantos, we have a situation.'

Dantos grimaced before leaning over to kiss Scarlet's cheek. He breathed out a warning to watch for White Fang. Scarlet flushed but not from the embarrassment.

She let off a false giggle to acknowledge him and try to draw attention away from them. She nervously played with the hem of her dress before she opened her mouth to ask Dantos something before they both received confirmation that their marks were here.

Aionion pulled up his mask to cover most of his face before he went to intercept the heiresses. The younger one looked at him with a huff before she stormed off into the throng of people. The eldest faced him smartly as she observed how he stood. Aionion stood tall, literally-he was nearly a foot taller than her. His hands were in his pockets, showing that he either had a weapon or was unafraid of her. His face was covered, either concealing his face or grievous injuries.

"What do you want? As you can see I'm quite busy."

Aionion took his time sizing her up. She wore a formal black and white dress with blue accents. She had tilted her head up to look him in the face, showing her steadfast personality. Her right hand rested on her hip-suggesting right-handedness- and her left hung loosely near the hem of her dress- probably concealing a weapon of some sort. He recalled that her name was Winter.

"Well?"

'Wow, even her voice matches her name!'

'Now is not the time for jokes.'

'Sheesh, fine.'

Aionion pulled his scroll from his pocket, observing her slightly stiffen when he handed it to her with her fathers message on screen. She read over the message, her face becoming more and more red with anger as she did.

"I don't need your or my fathers protection. I'll have you know I am part of the Atlas military."

Aionion sighed before gesturing towards the grounds. Winter huffed before reluctantly following him. He didn't notice her reach under her dress when he turned. He did notice however when he stopped and turned to look at her that she had pulled a knife from somewhere and pointed it at his back.

Aionion groaned as Nebula commented on his situation. 'Didn't know you liked being poked. Aren't you the one who's supposed to be poking her with-'

Aionion slowly began pulling his mask down and she raised her knife in a threatening manner as he did. He gave her a blank stare as she looked in shock at his unmasked self. 'Now that your done, I suppose I can talk now.'

Her eyes widened and she looked around for the mysterious voice. Seeing as he was the only person near her, he pointed the knife at him again, angrily demanding answers. "Who and what are you?! Why did my father hire you?"

'Calm down, we are not with the White Fang.'

"We!"

'Shit. Well the cats out of the bag. Might as well let the kittens out too.'

'We were contracted by your father to prevent a kidnapping or the injury of his heiresses. My teammates are enjoying the party while it lasts.'

"While it lasts?"

'What happened the last time a large group of people the White Fang hated gathered together?'

"It was a massacre...Weiss!"

'Relax, they will take care of her. As long as she doesn't leave the party, she will be fine.'

She breathed a sigh of relief before looking back at him. "So why are you here with me? Shouldn't you be guarding the heiress to the company?"

She said this in a sarcastic manner. 'Aren't parents supposed to love all of their children equally? And why the obvious dislike of your sister?'

"She's the heiress to the company. The most I will inherit is a job in the building. In my fathers eyes, once I left to join the military, I was no longer his heir."

Aionion was curious about this. He assumed all siblings loved each other immensely from observations of Team RWBY. 'You don't love either of them?'

Her face became downtrodden at this. "I-"

She was cut off as an explosion resounded. 'Shit! You guys okay?'

'We have to go.'

Just as a precaution, he handed her a sword he kept on hand and ran towards the destruction. He dove as another shell flew overhead and tore up a tree behind him. The tree shuddered as he looked back at it, remembering a similar situation just a few days before.

The tree splintered and cracked, falling towards the dust plane that was taking on fear-stricken party-goers. Aionion watched as it smashed into one of the wings, throwing the plane into a tail spin. It clipped the other plane there and it began to tip over, tossing its passengers against walls and for the unlucky ones, out of the plane. The second plane turned tail and ran, leaving behind any others.

The first plane exploded on impact with the ground, killing many of the passengers. The unlucky few who escaped though, were cut through by the White Fang. They stood in a line across from Aionion, cutting him off from reaching Dantos and Scarlet. He looked down the line of White Fang, noting that none of them were ranked any higher than new recruits.

He unbuttoned his coat and took it off, showing that he still wore his trench coat. It cascaded down around him, causing several unsecured dust rounds to hit the ground. The Dust inside sparked on contact and blew his coat around. Reaching into his coat, he pulled a rifle from seemingly nowhere. It gleamed in the light of the fires caused by the dust planes.

He stood for a moment and watched them before one of them ran at him, drawing their sword as they went. It slid from the sheath smoothly, even being handled by a man with little experience with a weapon. Aionion parried the sword thrust by sweeping his rifle across in front of him before smashing the mans nose in with the butt of the rifle. The White Fang recruit flew back and collapsed in front of the others, a large cloud of blood running down his face from his nose.

The recruits gave a cry of outrage before rushing en mass at Aionion. He stood still for a moment before raising his rifle. Their lifeless corpses started dropping to the floor, causing the others behind them stumble on them. This was the schneene (A/N couldn't resist at least one pun) that Winter, Dantos, and Scarlet arrived at.

Scarlet looked a little overwhelmed, probably the pile of corpses ten feet away from Aionion. They were frozen with a look of terror on their faces. Some had even turned to run but they were cut down as well. Each had a bullet hole in the center of their chest.

Aionion looked at his weapon in wonder. 'Nebs, do you ignore aura when you are made into bullets? It only took a single shot to each of their chests. They had at least some training.'

'No, they were just civilians with a week of training. The White Fang overwhelm with numbers, not a well-trained army. I do not think any of them had their auras unlocked either.'

Dantos clapped him on the shoulder before directing Scarlet to look for survivors from the crash. It would keep her mind off the fact that Aionion had killed thirty men with nothing but a rifle at point blank and left no survivors. "You couldn't leave some alive to question? If not for answers, at least for Scarlet."

Then they heard clapping and witnessed a White Fang member with long, wild hair and two large wolf ears walk out from behind the crashed plane. There were two other White Fang, though they were busy restraining an irate Weiss.

The man bowed before introducing himself. "My name is Tyler Wilde. Now as you can see we are at an impasse. You need to protect the girl while we need to take her alive. Now we can do this the easy way-"

He was cut off as two shots from Aionion's rifle killed the two White Fang holding the heiress. 'I've got this Dantos, make sure Scarlet's safe.'

Winter sped over to her to check on her while Tyler unsheathed his weapon. "Never mind I guess it's the hard way!"

Tyler roared as he sprinted at Aionion. Aionion gave the equivalent of a smile and changed his rifle to a sword. Not just any sword, a sword that was nearly the same height as him and weighing twice as much. He hefted the blade onto his shoulder before smashing it into the ground in front of him, shaking the ground and causing Tyler to stumble.

The two stood across from each other with their large blades drawn. Tyler's wasn't nearly as big but it was still large. They both stood tall and began smashing their blades together. Aionion had the height advantage but Tyler could get inside his guard easily. They smashed their blades together one more time before they were caught in a blade lock.

Aionion pushed off first before trying to underhandedly cut his legs out from under him. Tyler pushed off his sword that he stuck in the ground before flipping himself and going for an overhead slice. Both attacks connected but neither did what either wanted. The low sweep to a diagonal cut a painful line across one of the White Fang captains legs. The overhead slice merely dealt a glancing blow to Aionion's neck. 'Thank Monty you cover there as well Nebula.'

Both had their blade half in the ground and were using them to steady themselves. Aionion released his hold on the blade which shattered and returned to his arm, rejuvenating him. He pulled the glove he had on his left hand off before shifting his crystalline hand into a spike. Tyler's eyes widened before he stood and prepared his final blow. They both ran at each other before Aionion leaped into the air, driving his arm towards Tyler's heart at max power. Tyler swung his blade up to meet Aionion. Neither would miss.