Author's Note- So for today's pairing I rolled Adam Tauras and Neo Politan so it was a little more tricky to think of a story for them. I'm happy with what I ended up writing but I'm going to warn you now that this story is very dark with graphic depictions of blood, torture, and death so if you don't like that just wait for tomorrow's story which I promise will be much more light hearted. Read, Review, Favorite, Follow, and most importantly Enjoy!

Drip drip drip the sound of water falling from a rusted pipe was loud in the empty warehouse. It was repetitive falling regularly as it pooled on the hard concrete beneath it. Hidden away in the industrial district of Vale this warehouse was nearly impossible to pick out from all of the other identical buildings in the area which made it a perfect hideout. The interior of the warehouse was massive, built solely for storage with one large door to bring in any cargo. Wooden boxes filled the space, stacks of them reaching up to the ceiling. Most were filled with Dust, Roman had been busy before he was captured by the authorities and there were several similar warehouses scattered around the city. Some of the containers held weapons, guns, swords, axes, all the various tools of the trade you would need to outfit an army. Unlike the other areas where Romans criminal network had stashed their supplies this one was being used for a different purpose. In the center of the room lay three Atlas security personnel, brought by General IronWood for the Vytal festival. They were bound and gagged with the only light in the open area hanging above them, casting them in a pool of dirty yellow light. Thick ropes held their hands and feet together so escape was not an option and a simple piece of white cloth prevented them from making any sound louder than a muffled whimper. They didn't know how long they had been there, the only thing they had to keep track of time was the slow repetition of the dripping water. They had been ambushed part way through their patrol and knocked out, when they had regained consciousness they had found themselves in the warehouse alone in their current state.

Breaking the monotonous drip of the water was a new sound, the grind of steel against steel as the warehouse door was opened. Light from the broken moon overhead flooded the interior of the building, squinting behind their visors the three bound men saw a tall shadow walk into the room before the door was closed again casting the rest of the room into utter darkness. Whoever had entered the room was remaining on the outskirts of the light, the Atlas guards were unable to see the new arrival. A sense of dread filled them when the pacing stopped, the new arrival standing inside the light and clearly visible now. His clothing was all black, a long jacket and pants with black boots and matching gloves. His hair was bright red with two horns nestled in the mess of hair, it was impossible to make out any distinguishing features of his face behind the mask he wore. Grimm mask! The guard who was in charge of the patrol thought with new panic, it's the White Fang.

"Hello gentleman, I would apologize for the violent way you were brought here but that would imply some level of empathy. And we both know you humans have none for my kind so why should I show you any different?" His voice was calm but they could hear the hidden anger and subtle threat behind every word, like a barely sheathed blade. They had heard of this particular member, rumor had it that he had taken a train of Dust with only one other person.

"Adam, she's here!" a voice from outside of the warehouse called out, a slight tremble in his voice.

"Excellent, send her in" Adam called back, a small smile on his face. After Roman had been captured Cinder had told Adam to gather information in anyway he could and she had said she would be sending a 'specialist' to aid him. This must be the specialist, Cinder said it was someone who had a real interest in getting Roman back.

Without a word there was a new person standing next to Adam, she was barely half his height in a white and pink jacket, her pants were brown and ended in white boots with pink lace and large heels. Her hair was pink on one side and brown on the other, with her eyes looking the same only the sides were reversed. In her right hand was a parasol umbrella that matched her ensemble, she didn't say a word to the red haired Faunus.

"You must be the specialist Cinder mentioned, Neo the mute girl who is always around Roman." At the mention of the orange haired criminal Neo pouted a little before hiding her emotions behind a wicked smile. "Well let's not waste any time then" Adam said, stepping forward towards the captives who flinched away from their captor as much as they could. "You" was all the masked man growled as she grabbed one of the Atlas men and pulled him away from his comrades and closer to the short girl who had taken a seat on a crate with her legs crossed.

Adam tossed the man at Neo's feet and removed his gag before stepping behind him. The mute girl stared down at him with a playful smile, the foot closest to him shaking. With no warning her leg shot out and kicked him across the face, knocking him to the floor as he grunted in pain. Without a word Adam pulled him back up as the girl only smiled wider at her new toy,

"What do you want?" the man shouted, the fear and panic all to clear as he swiveled his head from Adam to Neo.

"We want information, where is Roman Torchwick being kept?"

"I can't tell you that"

"Wrong answer," Adam growled as he gripped the man's wrist and held it his hand against the ground. Silently Neo dropped from the box, landing with her heel right on the man's hand breaking the bones in his hand. His pained screams filled the warehouse as the short girl ground her heel further into his hand. Lightly she stepped off, her eyes never leaving the Atlas guard as he curled around his broken hand. "Let's try that again. Where. Is. Roman. Being. Held?" This time the White Fang Faunus spoke slowly and emphasized every word.

"Be..Beacon Academy" the prisoner whimpered, avoiding eye contact with his torturers and his comrades. Neo smiled at the information, her eyes blinked and the colors switched.

"Good, now how heavily is he being guarded?"

"I don't know...I don't know please don't hurt me" He pathetically begged, looking at the Faunus and not the sadistic girl who seemed to be taking pleasure in torturing him.

"Then you've outlived your usefulness" Adam quietly replied, starting to unsheathe his sword the red blade glinting hungrily in the light. Neo stopped him with an upraised hand, they stared at each other for a moment before the Faunus nodded and sheathed his blade. Before he could feel relieved, the sadistic mute pulled a thin blade from her parasol and ran it through his helmet. The naked blade sliding through the visor and out the back easily, coming out stained red with the deceased guards blood. Adam watched with interest as the girl pulled the blade free and stared at the dark red blood covering the blade with a look that betrayed the bloodlust hidden behind her innocent face. The guards lifeless body fell to the floor with a thud, the crack in his visor and the hole in the helmet both leaking his blood out onto the cold concrete floor.

"Let's move on to the next and for your sake I hope that you know more than your friend" Adam calmly said at the two remaining captives who were watching with horror at the scene before them as Neo approached them. Adam watched the mute girl approach their prisoners, a smile upturning the corners of his lips as he looked the short girl up and down.

This is the beginning of a beautiful partnership I think