Chapter 7: Like secret agents bro
[Patch Island, One]
"-Three day conflict is finally over, Commander Vespin stated that White Fang engaments is becoming daily life for the military however, he refused to comment on any questions relating to the treatment of the Faunus in captivity. In other news-"
"Turn that shit off" I growled
Fletcher turned to me with a winning smirk "Don't like a little news propaganda Lt?
I took a threatening step forward and he stood from the bed with his hands up in defense moving to turn off the TV. The only competent members of team were Four and Five, sometimes that fact was made glaring obvious. I was only thirty seven and I had more gray hair then dark, bastards were going to put me in the grave before I even reached my forties.
"Fletcher, we got a hottie in the building over who forgot to close her blinds" Leered Biggs. Glaring obvious, what did I do to piss off my superiors? I was going to be stuck with these degenerates in the same room for two whole weeks. Fuck, did I die and go to hell?
I need some air. The room that we would serve as our home base was actually quite big, there was three beds, a kitchen and even a hot tub. It suit it purpose well as we were to appear to be a family going on vacation. What a weird fucking family, Five was to pose as the divorced father of the younger three while I posed as the go happy uncle…..who wears beach flower shirts with shorts. I ask again superiors what have I done to anger you?
After the last operation we didn't even have a few days to rest before we were shipped off to our next gig. An information gathering run on the whereabouts of a one Erwin Rommel. He was a slippery bastard, he doesn't stay in any location longer than a week and he has no set pattern, he just goes with the flow.
The familiar smoke scent found its way to my nose "Good I get one of those?"
Leo just gave me a lazy grin and dug into his pocket, a once upon a time he outranked me. We had served together for almost fifteen years now; the team had replacements many times since I've been in the squad. Me and him weren't friends, we were fellow survivors.
"They are a handful" he chuckled.
I gave him my silent agreement as I lit the cigarette. Down the hall a service lady was busy stocking a room with new blankets. An older woman but not yet in her forties, even a bit pretty. She finished there and moved to our room. She looked the two of us smiling and saying her pleasantries before she promptly slid her huge roller right into our room.
"your equipment gentlemen" she said with a smile before walking off. We both moved back into the room and closed the door behind us before tinkering with the stroller. It opened with a small electric puck to reveal every soldiers wet dream.
Inside lay an assortment of handguns and small arms weapons. The biggest of the weapons was split into two pieces waiting to be put together, an APR. Aura Penetrating Rifle, a beast of a sniper rifle. The entire weapon had a silver sheen color to it; the barrel was almost too long. Most who looked at it would think it was a cylinder weapon but the four slots were for custom sized Dust crystals while the bullet was loaded into a flap in front of it. This was not for fighting with, it was for assassinations.
"Damn what are we secret agents?" exclaimed three at the platforms that emerged from the stroller, In what seemed to be planned timing a young woman with black hair reaching mid-back walked out of the bathroom with a buttoned up black suit and slacks with a white under shirt and black tie.
Dammit Four, how do you expect me to keep the guys off your case when you dress like some lesbian. Not to one disappoint "Where you going doll? The Lickety Split club is closed on the weekends."
"Three…" I said with almost barley contained anger.
She looked like she was about to turn him into a sad sterile man when she spotted the large rifle. Almost like a kid at the ice cream truck she picked the weapon up and started checking every nook and cranny. This could get bad, she's supposed to be meeting the informants in an hour.
"What alias are you going to introduce yourself as?" I clumsily tried to pull her attention away from the hunter killer.
She gave me side glance "My names Four….Delta Four" I face palmed
"You do know this is a undercover operation?" she hummed an affirmative while inspecting the gun once again "FOUR!"
The change was instant. Her hands went to her side and her feet together "SIR!"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" yelled our neighbor.
Three rose up to the challenge "YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he said before adding "Don't think I won't come over there give you an ass whooping!"
"Come on tough guy!" responded our neighbor
Three snarled before making his way to the door. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back "Listen stupid you can't go picking fights on our 'VACATOIN'!" He wanted to argue I could see it in his eyes. He let out a breath before returning to his spot.
"OOOOHHH bitch got told by an old man!" YOU LITTE FUCKING PILE OF SHIT! The arms of my team held me back attempting to restrain me from tearing into that little waste of sperm. I'm not old!
[Patch Isalnd, Four]
I made a hasty retreat out the door while my teammates received a verbal lashing, taking one last look behind me the rifle lying all alone on the bed. I shook my head and slipped out the door. This hotel was quite extravagant; the floor was lined with an expensive rug of an assortment of colors.
The lobby was in a word, expensive. A line of butlers stood on both sides of the doors waiting to attend any arriving customers. The downside with expensive hotels are always the same, snobby people. A white haired beauty yelled at the woman behind the long counter asking things like "Do you know who I am?!" none of my business though.
"Please come back safely madam" came the rehearsed reply from the doorman.
Right on time, the bus was about to leave the stop. I boarded and paid the large gutted man and took a seat in the back. I looked out the window and watched the building pass in a blur. As we went the streets started taking a less expensive look to a more normal look.
Another stop and the bus was almost full, I laid my briefcase on the seat next to me to stop any undesirables sitting there.
"Filthy animals" muttered an older woman as she watched a few Faunus take their seats in the front of the bus in the Faunus section.
"Ugh don't even get me started Margret." Replied the woman a little too loudly "This use to be a Human country but now look, we got these THINGS running amok like they own the place!"
"Things are going to change around here soon….I heard a Black Fist presence in Vale isn't far off." Gossiped the woman. The Black Fist, a Faunus hate group who feuded with the Fang. With luck the two would kill each other off.
I pulled back my sleeve to check my watch, plenty of time. For now I just got sit back, relax and listen to old women gossip.
"Um excuse me, mam" said a timid voice, I open my eyes and looked at the unwanted distraction. Short, she was short. She was wearing a black shirt with pants and a…cloak. "May I sit here? There are no more open seats."
Being the grown adult I am I handled the situation as such. I made shooing motions with my hand while turning back to the window. I was with the sight of the towering structure that is Signal Academy. A place to train young aspiring that little punk just through my briefcase on my lap.
"What do you think y-" my comment died in my mouth at the intense puppy eyes I was being subjugated too. Five years of military experience and torture training, this stuff is like a walk in a park filled with babies.
[Five minutes later]
"So you are in the military." Correction, a walk in a grimm filled park with only a toothpick. Seriously this girl could end war with those things she calls eyes. "Why are you in the city?"
"I'm on leave" I lied
The girl wouldn't give me a break, she shot out questions like a machine gun shot out bullets. I got to admit though having a little bucket of joy like her around really lightens up your day. I had learned she was training to be a huntress at Signal so it was ego killer knowing this little girl could most likely stomp me into the ground.
I told her I was a sniper in the Army when she asked what I did, only a partial lie. I knew this would prove to be a fatal mistake when the girl's eyes lit up and her mouth started moving at speeds I thought was impossible.
I silently jumped for joy when it was my stop. I passed the old ladies from before and made my way out. I checked my watch once again to make sure I wasn't running late. This was as close to my destination as the bus would take me. I didn't mind walking but the universe decided it wasn't done messing with me yet.
"I swear I'm not stalking you" Ruby as she told me was her name said sheepishly. "My house is in this direction."
"How far?"
She thought for a second before answering "Do you know the store 'From Dusk Until Dawn'?"
"Yes….." I answered forlornly
"Well I live really close to it" She grinned and laced her hands behind her back before standing next to me. I heaved a sigh before turning around starting my trek. Mentally preparing myself for the barrage of questions I was soon to be attacked with.
By the end of our shared journey I'm pretty sure she knew more about me then I knew about me.
"Well seeya " She waved before turning to depart. I watched the back of my headache as she rounded the corner. Someone needs to put that kid on medicine.
I opened the doors to shop and went straight to the music section not even sparing a glance at the shop keeper. I was a few minutes early but it was fine. I never really was a music person but even I could appreciate a good song.
Being alone like this it was hard to keep my mind from the beast of a sniper rifle waiting for me at home. I'm going to show you a real 'girls night out' when I get back.
"Do you like Grimm Reckoning?" asked a voice from behind
I turned to see two men who were almost a head taller than me "A little too loud for my taste" I said. Informants and there secret code…
"They said they were sending a soldier not some girl dressed up as a dyke" Said the ginger
"Lezbo" Added blondie
I felt my face grow hot and my hands squeeze into fist "Can we just go?"
"Hate to break it to you but the place we are going to doesn't serve clams" I most likely getting arrested for murder tonight…
[Vale, Three]
"ughhhh" I groaned rolling on the bed. Everyone ignored me doing their own thing so I tried again "UGGHHH"
One slowly turned to look at me with fire in his eyes "WHAT?"
"I'm bored"
Multiple complaints were filed that night on suspicions that murder was being committed in our room.
AN: Hello followers and random passersby's, let's get some stuff clear. First, the Black fist and the two mystery men belong to CC-2224 Commander Cody who if you haven't already go READ HIS FIC. That is all my peeps :P