Chapter 10: Another side
AN: That's one person who won't be being castrated anytime soon….
[Patch, One]
"Shhhhh she's waking up!" hushed Three "Places everyone!"
Five rolled his eyes with smile and moved to the corner of the room to sit down with a newspaper while Two finished up angling the camera. I refused to participate in my team's shenanigans. After being left hanging to dry and worry the team decided a bit of payback was in order.
Four groaned as the light hit her eyes and a pounding sensation in her head. Her left eye was extremely sore as well, it sorta felt like she got ran over. Deciding to just get over it and get out of the comfortable bed she stretcher arms and rolled over to face a shirtless Three on his side in a 'come hither' position.
"I hope this doesn't affect our professional relationship" leered the half-naked man. "I never knew you to be so wild! It was like I wa-" The rest of sentence was cut off by two flashes and a fist impacting his face.
I watched the situation unfold with a wide smile gracing my face. Yeah that's right, kick his ass! I pulled out my scroll that I would be using while on this mission to film nature at its best. "Dust! Look at the size of that Beowulf!"
The beating continued for a good while before the other members finally pulled off the rampant Four from the visibly frightened Three who now look liked he had been beaten down by a gang. My smile started to disappear and I could only watch the back of Four as she skulked out of the room.
She threw open a door right as a chubby short guy was about to knock on it. He had a pair of glasses on and dressed like a deucebag. He straightened up and sized up the seething soldier before him. "Listen bitch, I've been listening to you peoples shit for- "Just like Three his sentence was cut off too as Four made sure to send his scrotum all the way up his asshole.
My smile returned to its former glory.
Four angrily stepped over his body and left to go gods knows who were. I slowly strutted my way to the overweight man on the ground; I went on one knee down to his level. He looked at me with sincere regret but little did he know I wasn't done with yet. I pulled back my arm back real fast and watched him flinch "Bitch"
I stoop up making it look like I was going to walk away then change positions so my ass was above his face, then "YEEEEEAAAAHHH!" as I started t-bagging him like some punk. I was too happy to care at the moment.
He protested loudly but I didn't let up, opportunities like this don't come often. An idea hit me as I looked in the direction that my designated marksman disappeared to.
Four…prepare to become my brown nose
[Vale, Rommel]
"Are you sure?" I felt my hands clench together.
"There is no doubt about it sir, the Black Fist have set up in Vale." Informed my aide
Damnit, they shouldn't here so soon. The loss of our home base in Atlas was a giant loss but I still had thousands of White Fang families under my care. I even had attained a wonderful army of metal machines but none of this was going to help me if the Fist was starting trouble.
Vale had no idea that I had what I had in my possession but if the Black Fist started breathing down our necks I would be forced to use them and reveal my ace in the hole.
I tried not to show any emotion around my subordinates but I couldn't resist running a hand through my hair. The fate of the White Fang rested on my shoulders at the moment. We had caught wind of this early so there was still time to stop the Black Fist from getting a foothold on Vale.
They probably only just set up a chain of command and I would exploit this. They would only have a handful of loyal soldiers with them most likely some of their best but we still had them outgunned. If we could destroy their command or stop them from contacting there spread out troops they will either scatter and make themselves easy prey or return to Atlas.
"They have most likely started hiring recruits from the Vale populace; hire a few humans who can be swayed by Lien to infiltrate them." My aide waited to see if I had anything else to say before saluting and walking away.
We had two weeks to fend them off. In that time they can successfully set up in Vale and become a royal pain in my ass. My faunus hearing alerted me to another guest at my door, the uncomfortable shuffling of feet and timid knock telling me who it was. The reason I was doing all of this….
"Come in Jayden" I changed from cruel White Fang leader to loving father in a second. He pushed the door open slowly with his little hand and slowly walked in unsure of himself. His ears were tucked down and his tail was curled under his legs to his front where he was shyly playing with it.
Having none of this I got and left my desk approaching the boy and scooping him up in my arms. The years had not been good to me; no doubt I won't be able to do this in a few years. I clutched my son tightly to me while his arms wrapped around my neck.
I cherished every one of these moments like it was my last, because it could very well be the last time. I set down on the leather couch with him still clinging to me for dear life. It was now that I felt the dampened skin of my shoulder. I smirked evilly formulating a sneaky plan like the fox I am and playfully rubbed my tail in his face causing him to sneeze. He looked at me with accusingly with eyes red from crying with and adorable pout on his face when I continued to attack him with my tail.
"Quit it daddy!" he whined causing me to double my efforts now attacking under his arms as well. He squirmed in my grip before his body started to shake from laughter that washed over me with a warm feeling.
"Oh so you think you're big enough to tell me what do now huh?" I teased as I pinched his nose "I assume you're going to tell me you grew chest hair too and you wish to be in the company of women instead of your dear old dad?"
"GROSS!" he stuck out his tongue at me and wiggled in my grip making faces. I smiled lightly at this happy that he was no longer brooding about my long disappearances. My family knew what I was but I kept them out of all White Fang business.
I looked to my desk and back at my son's smiling face and made a decision. There was nothing more to do today, one day with my family would be good for me.
No, I needed this…..
[Patch, Delta team]
"It was just a joke!" Three pleaded, the other team members keeping their distance while Lt took another bite of popcorn. "I swear, you knocked yourself out yesterday on a light pole."
Four seemed to let this run her brain for a second before her eyes lit up remembering what happened "What time is it?"
Lt sighed dejectedly at Three's survival before answering "Nine am"
"We have two hours to get to Vale and make our way to Junior's club."
Everyone stopped what they were doing to stare at Four who had adopted her usual blank mask. The room was silent for a few seconds before everyone started going ape shit putting on clothes and hiding weapons on themselves.
Two hours later a group of well-dressed hobos stood in front of Junior. He just stared at them like he wasn't sure if he should conduct a deal with them or throw them out of his club for making it look bad.
"Couldn't you take the time…present yourself better?"
Glares found their way to Four who returned them, Three answered for everyone "NO. We couldn't."
Junior stood for a few more seconds before shrugging and motioning for the Lt to follow him leaving the others to guard their escape. The club was one of the best in Vale if Remnant. A giant dancing in the center with a second circling around suddenly stopped what he was doing and started scanning the crowd with crazy eyes.
Biggs looked at him questioningly" What is it?"
Three turned to him with a serious look before whispering out one word "Poontang."
Immediately Biggs went back to back to back with Three to watch his six. They slowly crept their way to the center of the building keeping their eyes peeled. Five watched the younger men antics with a bit of nostalgic remembering the days when he and Delroy were younger. Four however looked on with contempt at the men leaving their posts.
"Target spotted" Three said to Biggs before noticing something very off. Biggs spun around to face the direction that Three was looking to see the two beauties sitting next to each other on a pair of bar stools. They had a whole angel and devil dress scheme going. A stupid grin made its way to his face as he started to walk towards them only to be pulled back by Three who hisses "Look at their drinks man! Who goes a club and has water?! It JAILBAIT, fall back immediately!"
Biggs face become one of horror as he rolled to the side under a near table while Three expertly back flipped his way back to the door in a show of very wasted movement. He stopped halfway on his way to the doors to snatch drinks off a passing serving table and chugging them in an attempt to make 'The Beast' fall asleep. Deeming the action useless he took the large bottle from the man and gave him a handful of lien.
"Getting drunk on duty is a good way to get us all killed." Said Four eyeing the bottle.
"I'd split it with you so I wouldn't have to drink as much but I'm afraid this stuffs a bit too strong for you" laughed Three.
He looked around at the nearby tables to try and find a corkscrew so he didn't have to pry it out but before he could Four snatched the bottle from him. He was about to start begging when to not throw it away when Four bitt the top of the cork showing off her long canines and pulling it out. She glared at him for a second cork still between her teeth when she judged her aim to be right she blew it right at his face.
"Why thank you Four you shouldn't have" he said ignoring the fact she hit him in the face with a cork and reaching for the bottle. She took a step backwards while bringing it up to her lips and tipping it upside down glaring at three while she chugged the bottle down.
With a long sigh she brought the bottle away from her mouth and turned it upside down. Not a drop came out, Three looked at her like had grown two heads.
"That's our spunky dyke! Gave it to him right in the arse ya did" Laughed Kale as he came up behind Three.
"Here, I believe this would suit you better mate." Shauno handed Three a small juice box before leaving him in his stunned state to go mess with their favorite dyke.
One returned to find his team in utter chaos, Two was hiding under a table cloth, Three was sitting in a corner sipping a juice box with a dark aura radiating from him, Four was looked to be vomiting in a flower pot with two men helping her and Five was…..smoking a cigarette.
"This is why we can't have nice things…." He sighed while pinching the bridge of his nose.