Chapter 12: Jail time sexiness
AN: Warning, Going to be a lot of POV switches in this chapter.
Manhunters: An all Faunus division who specializes in finding missing people, their enhanced senses being the major part of it being an all Faunus group. Complete opposites of Headhunters, Identified by their bloodhound patch.
XM13: A collapsible assault rifle that fires in four shot bursts, A favorite among special forces because of its accuracy and stability.
[Patch, Cell block 5]
'They can't do this to me! This goes way beyond torturing your prisoners!'
"Heey babe want to get a little freaky before we die" Hinted shauno
"Three way!" Yelled Kale
They weren't the only ones who captured, the whole team was comprised. They originally had Shauno in with others at god knows where but they didn't want so many people in one place in case of an escape. Being with them for five minutes had banished any thoughts of escaping and welcomed thoughts of suicide.
Four gripped the bars harder willing them to break, just a few feet in front of her set a guard leaning in his chair reading a book. The door burst open with three guards restraining Three. 'NO!'
The guards pulled out their guns and herded them to the back of the cell before throwing Three into the cell. He lay there unmoving on the ground .
"Ugh aren't you going to check on him?" Kale asked
'I'm in hell, I don't know how I got here but I'm in hell.' She was beyond hysterical now
"Hes not moving….."
She could have been one those gossipy girls at the mall but no she had to go join the military…..actually that sounds pretty bad too.
"YOURE FRIENDS NOT MOVING!" Shauno's voice interrupted Four's pity party.
She spun around with a look of murder causing him to take a few steps back, that issue taken care of she walked up to Three and rolled him over with my foot. He was a bit ruffed up but looked fine other than that.
"Maybe you should do mouth to mouth." Shauno said throwing out ideas, not necessary. she pushed his legs apart a bit before lining up her shot. Just as she was about to ensure that his genes weren't passed down he rolled out of way the and next to Shauno who simply shrugged "Sorry dude, it was worth a try."
Adam pushed his way through the doubles door and walked past the saluting guard who had almost fell back in his chair from his entrance.
"I'll keep this brief so you can wrap your simple minds around it, which of you shot the woman in black." They wouldn't answer he already knew this but he would have fun testing their loyalty.
"He did it" Three voices chorused at the same time while pointing at the Kale, like they were going to die for his ass.
"Narks!"
"We had a good run mate…but this is where we say goodbye." Shauno was pretending to weep, without warning the Ginger jumped on his partner and the two began rolling on the ground trading blows. Fletcher not wanting to miss out on the fun joined the dog pile on the floor.
Adam felt his anger rise from being ignored, he pushed the top of his sword out with his thumb. An insistent ringing in his pocket kept him from cutting down one of the humans then and there. He pulled the devise out of his pocket, the identification pictured showed Erwin. Torturing the humans would have to wait.
Four watched the man leave thinking that it was a bit anti-climactic as her team full of trained 'professionals' slapped each other like little girls. It was becoming clear that they would rot in this cell until someone killed them.
"Wait!" Hissed Shauno pushing the others away from them "What are you guys willing to do for freedom?"
Inquisitive looks were thrown towards Shauno who was drawling a list on the floor, the others tried to push each other out of the way. Kale was the first to see and brought his hand to his mouth trying to contain his laughter. Three was the next to see and had the same response.
"Operation seduction commence."
5 minutes later…..
"This will never work."
"You overthink things Four, now get out there and shake that ass." Three attempted to motivate the sniper. There was only one person in this room who had keys to the door and that was the faunus guard sitting outside the cell reading a book.
"She doesn't have an ass." Mocked Kale
"Or tits" Chimed in his partner
"Have any better ideas assholes?" Three sneered
"Actually….I do." Kale brought his hand up to point to the man's book, it wasn't noticeable at first but then the top of a magazine could be seen hidden inside the book. The most off putting part was the visible part of the title 'Boy toys'.
Everyone threw incredulous looks at the guards, Out of everything the soldiers had experienced in their careers nothing could compare to the black pit this mission had taken a turn too. The guard thinking it was unnoticeable reached down to scratch an 'itch'.
"Get out there and shake your asses boys."
Three's cries of outrage were cut short when the duo both grabbed one of his 'man boobs'. "Mmmm fresh meat." Kale whispered into his ear
"We're are going to break you in real good boy." Shauno breathed into his neck.
Four gave the situation her full attention wearing a half smirk which was her equivalent of a full blown smile. The sniper duo fished through the poor Headhunter shirt feeling him up with the ferociousness of a Beowolf.
Kale spared a glance to at the guard who appeared completely unaffected, not on his watch. He turned Three over and looked straight into his flushed face before starting his decent.
"HELL NO!" Three yelled at the attacking Kale, he smashed the palms of his hands onto his lips holding him back. Three found a shred of hope when Four scooched next to him, Four neutralized this hope like she does everything else in her life.
Taking one from the books of the great torturer Ruby Rose she stabbed his sides mercilessly with her fingers causing him to fidget wildly and lose his grip. What happened next would give Three nightmares for the rest of his life…..
Kale came up from the flabbergasted man with light blush on his face while gripping his heart with his hand "That was my first…." He said shyly while looking away.
"How could you give him your first!?" Screamed Shauno
"It's not working" Four pointed out, the guard was still in his original spot enjoying his magazine.
"Tch I'm done playing games…" A menacing voice that somehow belonged to Kale was heard "Let's do this Shauno."
Three pushed his way to the back of cell trying to get away from the hell spawns that were Kale and Shauno. When they were no more than a few inches away from him they began waving their arms crazily in slithering motions slapping Three in different places across his body. The Guard stood up stiffly with an open mouth. The duo harrumphed with smug smiles on their faces.
"Tentacle Rape!"
[Patch, Adam]
"I need you here Adam!" Erwin screamed at me, he wasn't happy about my decision to move on to Vale.
"It's not your decision."
"Do you understand how important what I'm doing here is? What I'm doing could be the end to our struggle! We would finally succeed in making Vale a complete faunus nation! Where are you senses boy?"
"My senses? Erwin let me tell you something you probably already know but need reminded…..You're losing support in the White Fang. That little stunt you pulled leaving so many good men to die by the humans did not go unnoticed."
"We are the under dogs in this Adam, sacrifices must be made if we are to survive."
"Says the man enjoying the perks of a high position."
Silence.
"I hear them every night…"
"What?"
"They whisper promises of pain, do you not think I don't feel the weight of their loss? The betrayal they must of felt when one of their own personally decided their fate? I will not ask anyone to do anything I myself would not as the needs of the majority are more important than the individual."
"…..Do not be surprised if they send me to your door"
"When the time comes that I can leave with no worries I will welcome the release, go to Vale if you believe that is the right choice, until the next time we meet goodbye old friend."
The next time we meet will be your last day on Remnant…..I deal in death, I wasn't born to do so but the actions of humanity had forced all faunas into a corner. I entered the medical bay where the doctor had waited on me patiently
"In all honesty she should be dead right now, she's quite lucky." Explained the doctor
I nodded before moving past the doctor to get a look at my partner. Blake lay on table with her eyes closed while medical staff went around doing their business, she would be fine
Headhunter were nothing if nothing if not crafty, I would know after being targeted by them before. Usually I dispatched them like I would any other human but this had become a personnel matter. I had thought of beheading them and putting them on display as they had done so many of my comrades but I wanted them to suffer, kill one every day slowly and painfully. That would hurt the tight knit group more than anything else.
They were tight lipped about their reason for being here, once the blades start sinking into the flesh the mouth finds incentive to move. I flipped through the report one of his underlings had brought him trying to find which one would make the best first kill. The older one striked me as the teams mentor or someone to look up too, He would make a fine target. Then there was the girl, most likely the little sister of the group. So many choices…..
Explaining the death of one of our major suppliers would me a major headache. I could firmly see why he became a rouge with those pitiful skills of his, The cannon fodder soldiers were more of a challenge then him. Killing him though would prove to be nuance in more than just explain the details of his demise to my superiors; we would lose trust in our deals with other weapon dealers as well. None the less it was worth all of it. Out of all my problems only one was important to me.
Blake's health, if I were a doctor I would be the one in there with her. Alas, I was not a doctor and me being in there would only hinder the actual doctors. They may be member of my own species but when it came to Blake I was the only one I could trust with her.
And I got blood on my suit.
[Patch, Cell block 7]
"Mother fucker!" Biggs turned the faunus guard into a pin cushion, blood was splattered all over his clothes and hands. With one final thrust into the long dead guard's throat he pulled his waist closer to the bars so he could grab the keys dangling from his sash.
As he grasped the cold metal of the keys One and Five dropped their holds on the faunus letting him lifelessly fall to the ground.
"Hurry up!" Ushered Lt holding a mace made from shoelaces tied to his hand and a large chunk of the toilet in their cell tied to the other side. With a bit of effort came the satisfying click of the of the mechanism unlocking. They slipped out of the cell and searched for any other weapons in the small room.
"Don't use it unless you have to." The Lt spoke to Five who was pocketing the guards handgun "They took Three that way, I can only guess to torture him or put him with the others. We likely have only have ten minutes top before they realize what's going on, let's be quick and quiet."
While the last words were leaving his mouth Five drew his newly acquired pistol with lighting speed and fired at the door behind the slightly younger man.
"Shit." Biggs voiced what the others were thinking looking at the dead soldier that was about to shoot him.
"MOVE!"
They bounded through the double doors and into the hallway with haste, trying to find their comrades before they left. The corridors were empty but if the shouting outside was anything to go by they wouldn't be for long. A White Fang soldier burst from one of the rooms with his rifle still shouldered, his blood painted the front of the door before he could step all the way out. Biggs cut the sling with his makeshift shiv to retrieve the weapon.
A few who had a higher vantage point took pot shots through the window with poor aim that came from having almost no weapon drills. One of the Delta team who had a gun would occasional turn to drop a shooters who were more distinguished shots than their shitty counter parts.
A soldier attempted to rifle butt the Lt in the face with the help of surprise as he waited around a corner but with no success as he was tackled to the ground and his face beat in by the makeshift mace. Now that all of the three members were armed you would think things would go more smoothly but this was not the case as the enemies nearly doubled their ranks.
They pushed their way to a set of doors labeled 'Cell block 5 and what they would find in there would guarantee three individuals who would be visiting their shrink.
[Patch, Front gate]
"Damnit! I don't want to sit here with my thumb up my ass!" The Faunus who had waved thinking it was his friend seethed to his CO.
"I don't give a FUCK what you want! Our orders are to stay here, it's not like our guys can't handle a few military dogs."
The CO hit the ground first then the other, the guard tower sentries exploded in a mist of blood before they knew that they were being attacked. One faunus barley managed escaping death by jumping behind a concrete barricade. He peeked over the top just for half of his head to be removed from his body.
The lone figure sheathed his machete while still firing from the hip with one hand, he was clothed in Headhunter drab other than his metal gasmask and his helmet cover removed, the helmet itself bared hundreds and hundreds of tiny tally marks.
He side stepped a White Fang who was intent on stabbing him with a sword, as he was turning back around for another swing the soldier emptied his mag into him. This particular White Fang must have been one their elite as his aura flickered showing he had his aura unlocked.
Stepping over the body and rolling around a wall he brought out his handgun his rifle hanging from its sling and shot the remaining two guards. He did one sweep of the area with his eyes before putting his hand in the air and twirling his finger in a circle.
A dozen or so Headhunters stood up and ran into the gate fanning out on the other side, Headhunters take care of their own…..and getting rid of a White Fang depot never hurt either. They left numerous bodies in their wake
"Alpha team on me." The dead voice of Bravo-One or G-16 ordered.
Alpha-Four growled out a low response being pissed that his squad was being handed over to a shadow. He observed that the man leading them through this valley of death appeared to be unfazed by the things happening around them. No, 'Unfazed' wasn't the right word, it was more like he was only acting on his instinct. This guy was a psycho.
White Fang could be seen converging on a single building most likely where their comrades were holding up. A well-dressed faunus with red hair was slowly walking towards the building with a prideful gait.
"Secure the building" G-16 waved them off, He loaded a fresh magazine into his gun right when Adam noticed Alpha team moving taking position around the line of Fang surrounding the building. Adam reacted just a second too late before the bullets hit his aura; he turned in annoyance to the Headhunter approaching him with slow steady steps firing off short controlled bursts.
Adam face become dark as he shot towards the gunman with speed that seemed impossible, his hand went to his sword just as he was feet away from the annoyance. His arm and sword was one as he cut the man's abdomen horizontally.
He was not rewarded with a fountain of blood that would have been a bloody stump, G-16 had jumped onto his back and was leaning up with his gun firing. More bullets hit Adam then he'd care to admit but it wouldn't matter as he stabbed his sword straight down into the man-ground.
G-16 rolled away and stood in one motion brought a black cylinder out of his belt and put it in Adam's face. The intense ray of light from the flash light blinded the faunus's sensitive eyes for long enough to allow the soldier the time to jack slap him across the face with the flash light and disarm him. Adam hit the ground hard as the Headhunters boot caught him directly in the chest.
Half of the Fang soldiers were dead before they took notice of the muzzle flashes behind them, Delta team had been to buys with not dying that they just assumed that the flashes were one of the same as the faunus trying to kill them.
"Hey cutie we are going to finish our little playtime when we get out of this shit." Kale yelled over the gunfire
"Fuck you man! Did YOU JUST NON-COPISUISLY GRABBED YOUR SACK?!"
"If I say yes are you going to yell at me?"
"Quit focusing on his dick Three and focus on shooting!" Lt took the chance to make a jab at him.
The gunshots kept getting fewer and fewer until the remaining faunus dropped their weapons and raised their hands in the air…only to be cut down. Alpha-Four was yelling into his radio for the other teams to cease fire with no success.
As the last body dropped onto the ground the Headhunters moved from their positions to the building, Alpha-Four couldn't help but catch the eyes of the dead faunus as he passed them. Alpha-Two saw this and decided to give the younger man some company after this.
"Friendlies don't shoot!" Delta team peered through their vantage points unbelieving their current situation. Headhunters poured into the area taking positions on the outside of the building. Alpha-One waved his hand around the door before walking in to greet the thankful soldiers.
"Command says if you needed baby sitters then you might want to find work elsewhere."
"Robert…you cheeky son of a bitch!" Everyone was surprised when their Lt embraced the man
"Delroy, I can see you are doing so much better than me just like you said."
"Are you askin for a ass whoopin?
"From you? I don't know…I can always pay elderly woman to give me one"
"I know you guys have a lot of catching up to do but can we do it somewhere else!" Peachy the medic of Alpha team hissed.
Both men nodded but came to a stop as a tall man walked through the doors that were barely hanging on to their hinges. He looked through the people present in the room before coming to a stop on Four. He pushed Kale out of the way to get to the sniper. He dug a piece of black cloth out of his pockets and held it in front of her. She gave him a questioning look.
"Smell it, I have a hunt to finish"
AN: Alpha team belongs to my buddy CC
Team Leader/Grenadier: 1st LT Robert Clay. Age: 29. Physical Description: Brown hair, brown eyes. missing ring and pinky finger on left hand. 5ft 12' tall. temperament: a relatively inexperienced commander, having only had command of Alpha team for 6 months. Is very enthusiastic about his work and loves customizing weapons as a hobby. being a religious man he has banned porn, alcohol and gambling in his team barracks much to the dislike of his team.
2iC/Machine gunner: Master Sergeant Thomas Samuel. Age: 42. Physical Description: Bald with green eyes. A short but robust and very strong build 5ft Temperament: Been there Done that kind of attitude. would gladly take a bullet for any of his men. has "friends" everywhere from his time in Military intelligence and the Vale underworld and can always procure anything from illegal weapon mods for the LT, to grog for his men, to information from underworld informants for missions.
Medic: Staff Sergeant Peach "Peachy". Age: 23. Physical Description: Redhead, Blue eyes and Bronzed skin with a petite, beautifully proportioned body from a childhood spent on the beach. 5ft 5'. Temperament: Bossy, stubborn and controlling in her duties to make sure that wounded soldiers get treatment and don't just keep fighting like "Gung-ho morons". But is gentle and care-free and a party animal when off duty. has a personal policy of not sleeping with male soldiers, marines, sailors or airmen and anyone who tries to break that rule will get their asses kicked by either her or her brother-like teammates.
Explosives expert/rocket launcher soldier: Lance Corporal (US rank equivalent: PFC) Leon Cobalt. Age: 22. Physical Description: Jet black hair that is scraggly and unkempt. Brown eyes. and a crocked nose due to many broken noses. 6ft'2. Temperament: A pyromaniac who transferred to spec ops from the Military police. One of the most tolerant of Faunus in the entire Vale army (due to a secret marriage with a Faunus girl which he has told NO ONE of). he takes no pleasure in fighting or killing, and will shoot (and has shoot) any soldier he sees committing acts of rape or murder (including executing Prisoners of War, despite the protocol ordering such acts). former military policeman he uses his knowledge to get his way and his connections in the MP's to get his friends out of jail if they are caught misbehaving on leave.
Marksman: Lance Corporal Auburn Taylor. Age: 24. Physical Description: Brown hair with Blonde streaks. Pale blue eyes. 6ft. Temperament: A smooth talking ladies' man (who actually has a lot of success with them.) always goes out clubbing in uniform showing off his many medals which he has earned during his two years in Infantry and 1 year in spec-ops. currently holds record for longest one-shot one kill. at 1776m single shot kill on a Faunus officer.