Path to Redemption Ch. 10: True Colors
Double digits! I don't know if I ever thanked you guys for 20+ followers, and if I did I'm going to do it again. I now have 2 new ongoing stories that I don't know if y'all want to read {since Legend of Grimm got one-shoted and Against the Grain is not something that I wish to write after realizing what it entailed}. So, What Good is Love? and Good Old PT are up if y'all want to read those. Also, someone mentioned finding time to read Child of Grimm. Never'll happen in one sitting. That story is so long. Anyways, you care about this one. So here you go, this one. Rating might get changed to M depending on how graphic I make this scene.
Melanie let her boot rest gently on Junior's shoulder and she just tapped her other foot softly.
"I wonder how long I can balance?" Melanie said aloud, ensuring that Junior would hear it.
"Should we find out?" Miltia asked.
"Ask the questions!" Junior said. "I swear, I'll tell you what I know."
"Why is the White Fang with Torchwick?" Miltia asked, her claws lowering down to his unoccupied shoulder.
"I don't know!" He cried out. "Money, I guess." Melanie added on some slight pressure, and Miltia gave his other shoulder a similar treatment. "I swear! They didn't tell me."
"Count these as a warning," Miltia said.
"Now for the next question," Melanie said. "Why are they robbing dust stores?"
"Because that's what Torchwick wants," Junior said, his breaths growing longer as he tried to reduce the pain. "I only report to the White Fang, I can't tell you why he wants the dust." The pressure eased a little bit, allowing for him to take a breath of relief.
"Last questions," Miltia said.
"Where are they?" Melanie contributed.
"I don't know!" Junior said. "They send people to me, not the other way around." The pressure increased, and Junior cried out in pain. Miltia made an error sound with her mouth, and Melanie leaned down.
"Wrong answer," Melanie said. Both her and Miltia increased the pressure, breaking through Junior's skin. He howled out, but couldn't even fight against the pressure.
"Do you want to try again?" Miltia asked.
"I swear!" Junior cried out. "I don't know where they're based! None of the external informants do!"
"External informants?" Miltia asked.
"Tell us about them," Melanie demanded.
"External informants are people that are hired by them," Junior explained, his mind becoming more and more conscious of the blood that he was losing. "I'm an external informant, the Station was an external informant, the Rabbit's an external informant. You want people on the inside."
"Such as?" They both asked in unison.
"I don't know!" Junior cried out. "I swear, I have no names for you." The pressure slowly started to increase, and Junior cried out again.
Outside of Junior's Club
Team RWBY were all seated by the exit, trying their hardest to ignore the obvious screams of pain coming from within. Not one of them believed that this wasn't some form of odd torture, but they couldn't ignore it completely. But, the twins had told them to stay out of their way.
"What do we do?" Blake asked, unable to stand the cries any longer. "They're in charge, and they told us to stay outside."
"We stay outside," Ruby said, pulling out her custom headphones. "They're telling us too, so we have to stay outside."
"For once, I agree with Ruby," Weiss said sadly. "We can't go against direct orders from our superiors." Yang tapped her foot against the ground, and quickly folder her hands together. She brought her head down, and just waited for the cries to end.
Finally, Blake snapped. She stood up, and kicked open the door.
"Blake!" Yang yelled out. She stood up, and ran after her partner. Ruby and Weiss trailed shortly, all three of them yelling for Blake to stop. Soon, she did stop. All of them did.
They saw the twins standing over Junior, their weapons thoroughly embedded into his shoulders. They were asking him questions, and every time he gave a response they didn't like, their weapons went further in.
"What are you doing?!" Ruby yelled out, horror filling her face. The twins both turned to face them, scowls evident on their faces.
"Look who's ignoring direct orders from superiors," Miltia snarled.
"I guess that we're going to have to report you," Melanie added in.
"Report us?" Weiss shrieked. "We should report you. There's no way that Ozpin-."
"Ozpin knows nothing about this," Miltia replied.
"Correction," Melanie added in, scowling at her sister. "Ozpin doesn't directly know about this."
"He only tells us to get the information."
"And leave it at that." All four girls stared at them, clearly horrified by the events. Junior still hadn't moved from his position, unable to really do anything.
"Well then Junior," Miltia said. "You don't know anything."
"I can give you names of people they're looking for," Junior pleaded.
"You could," Melanie agreed. She casually drew a pistol, and put a bullet straight through his head. "But we don't need that." The twins withdrew the weapons from his dead shoulders, and turned to walk away.
"We're leaving," Miltia told them.
"I expect to hear nothing of this," Melanie followed up. The girls watched as the twins walked towards the airship, wondering how anyone could be that cold.
Bullhead
The twins sat in their seats, and just stared daggers at the four members of team RWBY. Team RWBY may of have had better manners, better education, a better grasp on Grimm's fighting styles, but the twins had more human combat experience. If the members of RWBY decided to take up arms against them, neither of the twins were all that concerned. They were prepared to lash out if need be.
The members of RWBY were all just watching the twins carefully. They had treated Junior, who really wasn't a great person anyway, with complete ruthlessness. If it wasn't made clear before, it was certainly made clear now. The twins weren't playing by the same rulebook as everyone else. They were playing by the rulebook that only explicitly stated for them to get a paycheck. Otherwise, they had no rules. Whatever got the job done. It was now made clear to team RWBY that they were dealing with cold blooded mercenaries.
And they didn't know if they could ever get past that fact.
Beacon Academy: Twins Housing
The twins walked over to their housing, with team RWBY close in tow. Both of the girls stopped outside, and faced team RWBY.
"You four, stay here," Miltia ordered.
"We're getting cleaned up," Melanie continued.
"Because even though he doesn't care," Miltia continued on.
"We're not showing up to Ozpin's covered in blood," Melanie finished. The four girls nodded, and took a seat on a nearby bench. The twins opened up the door, and started to go through their cleaning process.
The members of RWBY just waited on them. After seeing exactly how capable the girls were, and especially after Yang had been beaten handily by them earlier in the year, none of them really wished to make them mad.
"What do we do?" Yang asked, her foot tapping nervously. "We can't just not report this."
"I don't know," Blake said softly. "It seems to me that Ozpin is more then aware that this happens, and that it happens frequently."
"I agree," Weiss contributed. "Since he knows, we'll just tell him that we saw. Maybe then he'll be forced to do something. He is headmaster after all, and he has to play by a certain rulebook called the law."
"So we just say that we saw," Ruby finally said. "Clear?" Everyone nodded. The door opened up, and the twins instantly started to make their way towards Ozpin's office.
Ozpin's Office
He took another sip from his coffee, and cleared out more news reports about Junior's demise. It was disappointing to him that he hadn't been able to supply the girls with everything, that much was at least evident. But he was still intrigued to learn exactly what the girls had been able to learn.
The door to his office opened up, and the six of them walked into the room.
"Welcome back," Ozpin said. "What did you learn."
"They're in with Torchwick for money," Miltia started.
"And they don't trust any external informants with valuable knowledge," Melanie continued on.
"So he tried to resist," Miltia continued.
"And we put him down," Melanie finished. Ozpin nodded, and took one last sip from his coffee.
"Well, it appears that you fulfilled the requirements of your pay raise," Ozpin said. "I'll get the contract done as soon as possible. Good work." The twins turned to leave, but team RWBY remained. "What?" Ozpin asked.
"We saw their interview process," Ruby said. "All of it." Ozpin mumbled something to himself, and then faced the girls again.
"But did you really?" He asked.
"Of course we did!" Weiss said angrily. "We saw them! They tortured him!" Ozpin stood up, and looked down at team RWBY.
"If you wish to remain the mix of things, I suggest that you say nothing about this," Ozpin said angrily. "If I so much as hear about this, your roles at this school will be reduced. You saw nothing, you heard nothing, and you did nothing. This didn't happen, and it never will. Are, we, clear?" Team RWBY just looked up in fear at Ozpin. He never became this kind of person, not once. Now that he was forced to be the authoritarian, they could see exactly who he was. "I said, are we clear?" He repeated.
"Yes," all of RWBY said in unison.
"Good," he continued. "All of you are dismissed." Team RWBY turned to leave, and saw that the twins had been waiting on them. The door closed behind them, and Ozpin just sighed. He didn't know if he would be able to get RWBY's full cooperation again. At least he still had the twins. They were never too concerned about what was legal and what wasn't. They could operate within any given set of requirements, so long as they weren't too specific.
End: Short update, I know and I'm sorry. Questions, comments, follows, favorites, and feedback is appreciated.