There was a girl, playing around; in a small grass field. She was joyful, and full of pride. As she played around, the sun that was glistening before her, was darkening. For what the girl then saw, was a large group of individuals, throwing sticks; and stones at her. The girl was starting to cry, as when all hope seemed lost; she saw a figure.
The individual that then woke up, was the teenager, Margro Hunt; panting, and sweating. For as she woke up, she was lying in a bed; by herself. She then remembered, that she was thousands of feet in the air, on a personal jet; owned by the Schnee Dust Company. As she woke up, she looked around the cabin, small and cramped; for five individuals only.
Margro then looked in a bag of hers, under her bed; seeing the bag. She then got dressed, in a new outfit; given by Winter. It was for the over-coat, a dark blue leather jacket; with clean lines; resembling some of the higher class agents in Mistrals previous Hunters and Huntresses. She also had a combat shirt under the over-coat, that was ice white, with grey lines going down, to where it could be seen. The combat pants and boots were chosen selectively; as it was a dark grey, tactical jeans; with black boots.
Before she walked out; she looked at her jacket, as where behind the jacket; her symbol is there; of it being shattered ice, forming with water, in a black and white circle. She was fond of the use of her symbol, as she walked out of her quarters, seeing Winter Schnee; having a glass of tea, overlooking the skys and little spots of the sea.
Winter said, "Mind if you have a seat, Miss Hunt?" to which, Margro had a small bit of hesitation, before sitting down. When she sat down, Margro asked to Winter; "Nothing of food and drink has posion, right?" to which, Winter says; "I know that you think that us Schnees are bitter. And to be truthfully honest, I get that."
Margro sees a glass of wine next to her; as she says, "Aren't I too young to drink?" to which, Winter responded; "Its not wine, if thats what your asking. To be honest; its a non-alcholic cider, formed from a non-alcholic winery in mistral." Margro with caution, takes a sip; as it tastes to her like a strawberry.
Margro then says, "So, you mind telling me why with the cider and the new get-up?" Winter then looked at Margro, and said; "All in due time. To be honest, the clothes were my idea, as your older get-up was getting more wear and tear. I thought it'd be nice, thats all." Margro kept looking at Winter, and said, "I usually have problems with someone choosing what the hell I wear; so i'll say, Thank you. It suits me, with the jacket, especially."
Winter then asked, subtly; "What is that, of which you love most?" Margro said, "What do you mean by that, Winter?" Winter then thought, and then said; "I meant, of what do you care most in this world? If you don't mind me asking." To which Margro thought, and said; in a low voice. "..No..noone really."
Winter was surprised, and said; "You must love something, if i'd have to think Miss Hunt?" Winter looked at Margro; as Margro became shy. "I did, but now I can't justify loving anyone really. All that matters to me now, is to work with Elena, Auro, and.." Winter when she heard that, knew something was off.
Winter asked Margro, "If I had to wager, you may of left if it wasn't for the one thing that Elena has setted herself to find." Margro then looked at Winter, in anger. "Whatever is it that your trying to say; just don't try to postpone the damned thing, Ice-" as Winter grabs Margros jacket; as Margro hangs high. Winter then says to Margro; "Never call me by Ice Queen ever, as someone whos in higher command; thats an order."
Winter then lets go; as Margro looks in suprise. "Hmm, I never imagined you to be upset by a certain name. Why is that..?" Winter then thinks; knowing what to say, but she can't; not to Margro atleast. "Thats classified Margro Hunt." Margro sits back down, as she asks Winter; "Whats your favorite fable tale from the days of old?"
Winter looked at Margro, and said; "Theres one story in particular. One that a member of my family read to me, with several other members of the family." Winter would have had the chance to say it, but as she was saying it; a individual says in the comms; "This is Kain, Winter; we are about to approach the Airstrip for the Vacuo base of operations for the Schnee Dust Company. Rodger?"
Winter walked to the pilot cabin, as Margro realized that she was about to head to her old home, of Vacuo. To Margro; she vowed never to return to Vacuo, but now under pressure from Ironwoods order; she thinks that she has to, considering the past before she was recruited to the Remnants Program. And for that; she just sat, waiting for the moment to come.
When they landed; Winter was first to see the desert landscape of the kingdom of Vacuo, as Margro was still in the jet. To Winter; she thought that it was barren, with nothing else than the villages and the main city around it. And the city was two hours away, as the reason why Winter and Margro are at the Airfield is due to Vacuos hesitation to cooperate with the Schnee Dust Company, due to taxes and other means.
Winter, looking around said; "Come on Margro, we don't have much time to do." To which; there was no response. Winter said it again; but this time in a harsher tone. She then went in the jet, to find Margro. Winter looked around; until she noticed something in the restroom. There was a hole in the restroom, that went all the way to the ground of the airstrip.
Winter; as first, was shocked to see that Margros semblance could be able to cut steel; but she then became fustrated when she realized that an individual that was to be protected; is now gone. So, she figures out what to do, as she calls Ironwood.
Ironwood picks up by a scroll; as he says: "Hows the job going for the Vacuo and Vale shipments, Winter?" Winter says to Ironwood, "Sir, the shipments for the Vacuo operations have gone with success..but we have a problem." Ironwood then says; "..How..much is it of a problem?" Winter then says; "Well; define someone trying to break out of a athlesian grade air-ship, specifically designed to not be able on ripping through five layers of metals, that aren't common."
During the hour past; Margro was walking in the desert of Vacuo, seeing the city closer and closer as she traveled. During that; she encounter small herds of desert grimm; called Coys. Margro defeats them with ease; as she has only one objective. And as she sees the city; only by a few minutes, she mutters to herself; "Time to find your goddamned ghost.." as she arrives to the gates of the city.
When she arrives; the guards quickly notices her face, and runs to her. They say to her; "Get on the ground now, freak!" to which, Margro looked around. She then says, "I'm not here for you; but if you are going to be like this, I have no choice." The guards multiplied, as she realized that they wouldn't take no for an answer. To which; she showed a inspection sign, ordered from the Athlesian Military as a certified huntress, with her yelling out; "I am not your enemy! If you try to harm me, you'd be going straight to the Athlesian military leader, General James Ironwood to proceed in doing so!"
The guards then become in shock; knowing that an enemy of theirs from the years before; is now a huntress in the world of Remnant. She then saw the guards lowering down their weapons. They then opened the gates, revealing to Margro; the city of Vacuo as she once knew. And with that; as she walked into the city she once knew, people started to notice her, walking tall and strong. Some were skeptical that the person they once knew that was a major factor of the White Fangs operation in Vacuo, would be there in their eyes again.
Some were standing to the side, both human and faunus alike; not sure what to think. Some of the human citizens that stood, as she walked more into the city started to throw rocks at her. Calling her a wench, fraud, murder, and other names. To which; she kept walking, as she payed no heed to the rocks, as they beated to her, bruising her. And with that, some of the faunus stood; in shock that she was being treated like this. Even with some of the faunus citizens trying to stop them, she stopped and looked at those trying to protect her; not wanting them hurt. And so they stopped; as she kept walking with the damage.
As she got to the center of the town, where a statue lays; with water coming trough and out of it, she then is noticed by almost everyone and anything in sight. Most were faunus, but even so; humans were there too, as a mob started to loom. She sits on a bench, made of wood and brick; as she rests. She is then greeted by a human member, not minding her business; as the human being asks to sit down. To which; Margro was fine, as they just talked; as Vacuo military started to form, wanting to break up the forming of citizens to restore the flow of the city.
Within that, a hunter walks through the barrier; to see Margro sitting down. Margro kept her eyes on the individual, as she wasn't sure who she was looking at mainly. To which; Margro stood up from the chair, and in that she asked quietly: "Who..are you?" To which; the man stood, leaningfully; holding a bottle of alcohol. The man, says; "Just an drunk, that would want to talk to you in private."
During that time, Winter was traveling to Vacuo by a personal vehicle; hoping to god that nothing goes wrong. She also hoped that she can kill Margro for leaving without authorization, as Ironwood ordered Winter to protect Margro. Winter did thought; that she could protect herself, but she followed it netherthless before they left Atlas.
As the day went on for them both; Margro was then walked to a rooftop, by the man. She then said to him; "Who are you. You seem to have some kind of knowledge towards me, and I deserve to know; since the damned events of this day." The man then held his weapon to his side, high into the air. The man says; "Margro Hunt, On behalf of urgent order of Jimmity Ironsnot;" as his weapon transforms to a sword at first, to a scythe. "I; Qrow Branwen, will take you to Vale under his own order. And if you decline; I will have to do it by force."
~To Be Continued – in Chapter VI: Regius~
Crimsons Words of Wizdom: Well, Margro sure has a lot with her. And yes! I've finally made way for my data to hack into these 'N/A' things. So, with that; its very interesting to see Margro Hunt called by these names..which, I guess we'll find out soon..