Chapter 27: The Designated Day

Here we are folks! The beginning of the climax! All the stuff you had to put up with during the story is about to pay off! Now, we'll finally see how all the work and dedication Sun and Neptune put into their detective case will finally play out! Oh, and don't forget to look out for how chance and luck will play a part in this climax! So, what are we waiting for? Let's get going!

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Sunday was the day. Evening was the time.

It was the day that those sons of bitches at the White Fang hideout would finally be taken down.

But first things first, Sun and Neptune needed to pick up their hunter team escort. After all, since the involved officers were also hunters, it stood to sense that Beacon would send a hunter team to support their own kind.

So, Sun and Neptune took their trusty—no, acceptable van, the Gabby, to the air dock to pick up their back up. They would know it was the right people when they would knock on the side of the door and say the correct passphrase. It was what Ozpin said would happen, anyway. There was no such thing as too little security under his watch.

"Who d'ya think we're gettin'?" Sun asked as he leaned back in the Gabby's driver seat.

"How should I know?" Neptune replied. "It could be some people we've never met before."

"Nah. If I think I know Ozpin, he'll send us people we know," reassured Sun.

"But you don't really know him all that well," Neptune pointed out.

There was an awkward beat as what Neptune said sank in. Both knew that that point was completely true. They had only really interacted with Professor Ozpin on a few occasions, and those were for the hunter assignments they got put on. Never in any other context.

"…Shut the fuck up," Sun mumbled, conceding to Neptune's logic.

The inside of the van grew silent as the hunter duo waited for their escort to show up. So far, they had been waiting at the air dock parking lot for a good twenty minutes. Unfortunately, there wasn't all that much to do. They could only watch the sun transition to dusk for so long before the nice view got boring.

However, there was a sudden knock at the trunk doors. Sun and Neptune whipped their heads around to catch the sound. Okay, someone knocked on their van. But now they needed to get the passcode right.

Sun rolled his eyes as he remembered the passcode. Did some fucking weeaboo come up with this stuff? He couldn't stop a small cringe as he called out to the others outside. "Ugh… Do you remember love?"

From the outside, a familiar voice replied completely unironically, "Will you love me tomorrow?"

"Come in," beckoned Sun. he just couldn't get over how someone up in higher Beacon command had gotten away with using an anime reference as their official passcode. If it was up to hum, Sun would institute a few changes in the academy's system. Passcodes were supposed to be cool and vague, not a reference to some show only nerds would watch. …Not that he watched it. He'd just seen a few clips of the show on DustTube. That's all. Really.

Sun smirked to himself as his sentiment was proven right. He knew Ozpin would send people they knew. Surely enough, Team RWBY climbed into the back of the van and shut the trunk doors behind them.

"Hey guys!" Ruby greeted with a smile.

"Hey Lil' Red! How ya doin'?" Sun replied.

"Pretty good! We're excited to kick some butt! Right guys?" she exclaimed, directing the last part towards her teammates.

"I'm ready to stop the White Fang here, once and for all," Blake immediately replied, steel in her voice.

"I'm as ready as I can be," Weiss replied, crossing her arms.

"Hell, I'm not gonna turn down a fight," smirked Yang.

"Now that's what I like to hear!" Sun cheered.

Turning to Neptune, Ruby then asked, "So, uh… where are we going, exactly? We were just told you to meet here…"

"To Vale City docks. That's where the White Fang and Roman Torchwick are hiding out," explained Neptune.

"Wait… back there again?" asked Blake with a measure of disbelief. Was it really that the White Fang was located not far from that one major dust heist a few months ago? She was there! If only she knew, she could have stopped the White Fang right then and there! If only…

"Yep. It makes sense," Neptune mused. "I mean, it has big enough warehouses to hide all the dust and weapons they have."

"So… Any plans for attack?" Yang asked.

"…Well… Uh…" went Neptune. Honestly, he hadn't put all that much thought into it. In hindsight, he really should have. Noticing that everyone was waiting for a response, he eventually said, "Okay, tell you what. Yang, Blake? You'll got towards the cargo bay. You can't miss it, it has a big door. Sun and I'll go up front. And uh… Weiss and Ruby? You'll be our clincher. You'll go in through the side. If we go in at three points, then those bastards won't be able to fight us with any coordination."

It took everyone a minute to absorb the (kind of) strategy that Neptune came up with. A few minutes later, Weiss chimed in with, "Well, that's what I was going to suggest." The looks she got from the others, including Ruby, showed that they didn't believe her in the slightest.

"…Anyway," Sun said, "Let's go. Be sure to stay on those benches, alright? There's no seatbelts."

Nodding, the members of Team RWBY held onto the metal benches lining the walls of the van. They would have given anything to sit in actual seats. These things were pretty damn uncomfortable. But, they figured that criminals as heinous as the White Fang deserved no better.

So, on that note, the Gabby pulled out of the air dock parking lot. In it, it carried the best hope for stopping the White Fang and their bomb plot.

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Twenty minutes later…

"—I swear, who built this van? Cavemen?" Weiss complained, shifting awkwardly on the top of the bench. "Seriously, if you'd just gotten me through to your chief, we'd be in a nice, Schnee Dust Company provided car. No this… this… rolling scrap heap!"

In response to Weiss' nagging, Sun turned on the stereo and put it onto the most public station imaginable: Public Domain Music 90.64. Nothing but the royalty-free music that the particularly bland crowd loved.

Once again, these were the best hopes to stop the White Fang's plot.

"Don't you drown me out, you hooligan!" Weiss protested. But, unfortunate for her, her complaints were drowned out by the metaphorical oatmeal of the music world.

This continued for at least another good ten minutes. It was by then that everyone was getting tired of the completely lifeless music, even Sun. Fortunately, they were finally coming up in the street that the warehouse was on. Turning off the radio, Sun and Neptune, plus Team RWBY cruised down the street silently.

Sun scanned the street for the spot they parked at yesterday. It was a nice spot: far enough not to be blatantly seen, but close enough to keep a good eye on what was occurring at the White Fang hideout.

Ah! There it was! Sun spun the steering wheel to park on the side of the curb. Putting the Gabby in park, everyone else saw through the front window where they were. For Blake, there was no mistaking it: they were half a block away from her first battle against the White Fang as a huntress. Of all the places… There was no doubt that this was the oddest chance Blake had encountered in a while.

While Sun parked the car, Neptune pulled his d20 out of his pocket and played with it a little. There was no way he was going to roll it now. The Random Number God could take away any luck he may have if he made it concrete with a die roll. And right now, he needed all the luck he could get for the upcoming raid.

"Well, we're here," Sun flatly announced. At that, he turned off the Gabby and stashed the keys in the sun blocker. After that, he then unbuckled himself from his seat and slipped out of the van.

Following Sun's example, Team RWBY and Neptune did the same. However, when Team RWBY stepped out of the trunk, they saw Sun waiting for them to get out. "Excuse me," he apologized to Weiss and Blake as he shoved past them.

As Neptune walked to the back of the van, he saw Sun begin to root through the back storage area. "What're you looking for?" he couldn't help but ask.

Sun brushed off his question as he continued to dig through the Gabby. Then, he suddenly declared, "Ah! There it is!" Then, whirling to face Neptune, Sun tossed his partner his lightning-caster rifle. It was his personal hunter weapon.

"Wha? You brought this?" questioned Neptune.

"You bet. I figure us two would need some fuckin' firepower, man," Sun replied, dead serious.

"What about your stuff? The… gunchucks? Whatever they're called," asked Neptune.

"I wouldn't be able to swing 'em all that well in tight places. Especially as a staff. So, it's the pea shooter for me," Sun explained, holding up his service revolver.

"Ah. I get it," accepted Neptune. With a nod of thanks, he slung his rifle across his back. At least this felt a little familiar. Way better than using his service revolver. With his lightning rifle/trident, he felt a little more confident in being able to take down any White Fang member who'd try and kill him.

Turning to Team RWBY, Sun asked, "You guys ready?"

Team RWBY activated all of their weapons at once. Weiss spun the barrel of Myrtenaster, Blake cocked back the pistol form of Gambol Shroud, Yang pumped her fists and cocked Ember Celica, and Ruby unfolded Crescent Rose in its scythe form and planted it against the ground. "I think we're all ready," Ruby confidently replied.

Sun and Neptune smiled. "Now that's what I wanna hear," Sun smirked. He decided then to check his service revolver one last time. Yep, fully loaded. And he had a few reload cylinders in his pockets, so he was good. Then, he was suddenly hit with one regret. He and Neptune forgot to wear their cool cop costumes! Man, what a fucking bummer! Now they wouldn't look as cool when they brought the bad guys to justice! Oh well… Maybe the next time around. Sun made a mental note to hang out his and Neptune's cop clothes the next time they worked with anything involving the Vale City Police Department. Damn it, though…

Neptune, on the other hand, pulled out his trusty good luck charm, the green d20, and slipped it into his jacket pocket. He somehow felt better now that it was in his jacket instead of his pants pocket. It was like that the closer it was to his heart, the more Neptune felt that the Random Number God was on his side. And, in one last check, he also felt a round for his spare ammo reloads for his service revolver. Yep, he had a fair amount. Plus, now that he had his rifle, he figured that he wouldn't use his revolver all that much, anyway. How fortunate. Neptune thanked the Random Number God for that stroke of good luck.

Out of nowhere, Sun pumped his fist out for a bump and cried, "I'm so FUCKING ready for this!"

"Yeah!" Yang immediately replied, returning Sun's fist bump. Soon enough, Ruby and Neptune did the same. Not Weiss and Blake, though. They were too focused on the task at hand to indulge in such trivialities.

Once his fist was bumped by his friends, Sun then turned to face the warehouse/hideout. "We're comin' for ya, White Fang," he said, a smug, cocky grin plastered across his face.

Sun and Neptune began to walk towards the main gate. Seeing this, Team RWBy followed, their weapons at the ready. All of them were ready for this. This was the type of thing they trained for. No matter how personal the vendetta was, one thing was certain in all of their minds:

The White Fang would be stopped here and now.

And by THEIR hands.

Now the raid was on.

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Now we're heating up in here! The nonstop, infinite climax has just begun! Get ready for a bunch of crazy badass and awesome shit to sling towards your way! This is going to be so awesome, it'll make my gentleman readers fight fully grown bears with their fists and my lady readers become femme fatales from the sheer awesomeness! Just strap in, and take it all in! Their stand is here, and the time is now!

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