...Chapter 5...
[Schnee Manor]
Weiss's mother hangs up on her daughter. Like her children has white hair and pale blue eyes unlike the other Schnee's she doesn't wear that much white. A Black/Gold version of a female Atlas officer's uniform with with the logo of the SDC on her back. Despite being a drunk she still trains and is in peck physical condition. Her active Aura slowing down aging by half looks no older then her oldest daughter Winter. She marches down the spacious halls of her lavish but empty feeling home. Paintings of her Father hang on the walls, a man who built the Schnee Dust Company from the ground up and made Atlas the power-house it is today. She stops right in front of the personal office of her husband whom she not-so-affectionately nicknamed "Jock-itch". She slames the huge doors open with a single kick. Jacques is startled by this as he stands up to yell. One glare from her eyes makes him sit right back down.
:Jacques: GLATTEIS WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!? :Glatties: Jock-itch I would watch your tone if you wish to keep your remaining testicle [grabs two walnuts out of a dish and crushes them in her hand]. :Jacques: [crossing his legs behind the desk] Is there anything you desire my dear? :Glatteis: Besides you getting a prostate exam with a power drill? I need Ironwood's scroll number. Give it to me and I won't detonate the Shockwave Glyph I placed inside your skull [sadistic smile] or not! :Jacques: Just take my scroll and go! :Glatteis: Vary well if also a shame this room would look fantastic in red [maniacal laughter]! Next your going to say "Why did I ever marry a barbarian like you". :Jacques: Why did I ever marry a barbarian like you!? :Glatteis: Simple for my fathers compeny. When Your courting attempts failed you tricked him into arranging our marriage. I had to marry you or lose everything anyway. I hate you more then I've hated anyone ever before in my life [face twist into rage and hatred]! You took MY company, MY good name and turned them into something ugly! :Jacques: I've made the Schnee Dust Company better then that old fool could have ever dreamed of! You think that lowlife huntsman you had feelings for in your youth could have done a better job!?
Glatteis Schnee punches him so hard in the face his nose bleeds as he gets knocked out of his chair and on the marble floor! The look on her face is cold and emotionless as she is about to snap her fingers. Ready to murder her husband then and there before she stops herself, a unhinged grin before creaking up into a fit of crazed laughter at the big yellow stain on her husband's white pants and terrified face.
:Glatteis: You look absolutely pathetic "Dear" ! My Father and my Ex-Lover may not have been perfect but they are leagues above you! Don't test me Jock-itch by insulting them again! Now if you'll excuse me a REAL Schnee has work to do "Gale"!
[Team JST-Goodwitch house]
Jason and his two remaining teammates finaly out of the Hospital and back home. Him and his resonantly revealed girlfriend are in the kitchen helping Glynda get dinner ready dispite her telling them to just relax. Snowbird in a dark purple hoodie and matching jeans both tight enough to show off her toned yet curvy figure. Jason in a white dress shirt, black dress pants. He hasn't attached the prosthetic arm Snowbird made for him yet just leaving an empty sleeve. Glynda can't even look at it directly without feeling a little remorseful. She won't admit it outloud but she blames herself for the whole thing.
:Glynda: I've told you two I got this under control. Jason you three just got out of the hospital relax. Where is Miss Starling? :Jason: I think I see her on the back patio. :Snowbird: Is she crying? Jason we better go out there with her. :Jason: I can't stand seeing her like this. You win mom I'm getting out of the kitchen. :Glynda: Good I was about to threaten to show your Girlfriend embarrassing baby pictures of you [playful smirk] :Snowbird: Oh Really do tell! :Jason: No absolutely not! Are you sure your not a supervillain? :Glynda: The most diabolical of them all "Your Mom"! Go take care of your friend, she needs you two now more then ever.
Jason and Snowbird walk outside to comfort there graving friend Troya. She has been sitting at a table clutching a little black box, tears pouring down her face. Her eyes bloodshot and puffy and even wearing her killed girlfriend's hat. She feels a hand on her shoulder she looks up to see her two remaining friends sitting down with her.
:Troya: She proposed to me! [she opens the little box to show an engagement ring] We wanted to surprise you guys with the news about us getting married! I never got to tell her good bye and now she's gone! I feel so alone without her! Why Juile!? Why did she have to die!? :Jason: We miss her too Foxy. Were still here for you. :Snowbird: And we love you Troya.
Jason gives the griveing fox Faunus a one armed hug. Snowbird joins in nearly crushing her two smaller teammates the big lug. Troya and Jason try to tap out from the ursa hug of they're loveable "Frost Giant" She notices and reluctantly lets go.
:Troya: Thanks you guys at least I still have you two. So you guys want to smoke up and play mario kart? We didn't get to a week ago so why not now! :Jason: I was hoping someone would ask that! :Snowbird: Do we even have any weed? [Jason looks at her completely dumfounded] Right that is a dumb question. :Jason: To my room ladies! :Troya: [wiping tear from her face] I love you guys, but I got to know. Why are you two not mad at me for trying to kill Team RWBY? :Snowbird: Honestly I would have done the same thing if Jason was the one killed! :Jason: I wasnt able to walk without falling over and I've recently been "disarmed". [crickets] :Snowbird: I get it! :Jason: shut it Nap...Frosty! Anyway I wanted to stop you but not able. :Troya: Should I apologize to them? :Jason: Hell no! They think of themselves as clandestine heros who can do what they want to people and not have to face the bloody aftermath! I can respect that they're legitimently sorry but that is not good enough! The worse part is that Ruby girl is like Uncle Ozpin's little favorite and can seemingly do no wrong! Lets smoke up already I need to cool off after that mini-meltdown.
The three make it to Jason's bedroom in the basement. Jason may be a laid back guy but he is still a huntsman in training. Swords and guns all over the well furnished room. Troya sets down on the designer couch. Snowbird and Jason plop down with with a bag of weed. Glynda who overheard the whole thing cant help but feel a little offended about what he just said.
:Glynda: I really detest irony!
[Atlas Airship]
James Ironwood General of the Atlas military sleeping in his quarters when his scroll goes off with "Awaken The Pillar men theme"as the ringtone.
:Ironwood: This had better be important! [a small glyph appears in frount of his face and a fist shoots out punching him] :Glatteis: That is not proper scroll etiquette Jimmy! :Ironwood: General! :Glatteis: Whatever! If I wasn't unhapply married I would have your job remember! But that's [burp] not my I'm talking to you! I want to know why you used my DNA in that disgrace of an APEX initiative! :Ironwood: WHO TOLD YOU!? :Glatteis: Who told me is irrelevant also raising your voice is unbecoming of someone in your position. It shows weakness of will. [Gun with silencer pressed against the back of his head through a glyph] now are you going to give me details on my fourth child? :Ironwood: Pointing a gun at me is a capital offence Schnee! :Glatteis: How's Salem doing? [sweat drips down Ironwood's face] You know for a General of a major military force your cyber security leaves a LOT to be desired. Frankly it is just sad! :Ironwood: Comeing from a former Spymaster! At any rate you have no place in my affars. [She shoots his ear off] :Glatteis: I can make your little conspiracy public with the push of a button if I don't get what I want! :Ironwood: I don't have anything relevant that I give you! Years ago some of the subjects escaped leaving behind a destroyed facility and one dead scientist! The only thing I know about her is her numerical designation #33! That whole project was just one huge mistake after another! :Glatteis: I have leads of my own. See you at Beacon Jimmy!
Glatteis hangs up on him and her hands vanish. Ironwood with his ear still bleeding calls Ozpin in a panic. The only reason he is not screaming in pain is fear.
[Beacon- Headmasters office]
Ozpin going over paperwork for the Vytal Festival when his scroll goes off.
:Ozpin: Hello James ho... :Ironwood: Glat...teis kno...ws about her and she's coming your w...ay!
A huge glyph appears before the old headmaster with Blumenkranz somehow playing as Glatteis steps out of it.
:Glatteis: Headmaster Ozpin it has been far to long! Still using people as playthings? [crazed smile]
