Well, this one is also a kinda short chapter. I mean, I didn't mean it to be, it just came out like that, ya know? Sorry. Well, here's Chapter 9!

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Chapter 9: A Meeting of Evil Proportions

Atlas, Schnee Headquarters: Cinder

I walk up to the door, a look of disgust hidden behind an arrogant smile. 'This bastard better be lucky that I need him right now.' I smooth out my dress and walk in. The office is horribly gaudy. Silver and white gold adorns everything, such a frivolous display of wealth. I scoff at his attempt to impress.

The chair turns around, revealing the bastard himself, Mister Schnee. "Well, hello, dear Cinder." He motions toward the chair. "Please, take a seat."

I sit in the overly plush chair carefully, crossing my knees. "What have you called me here for?"

He gives me a devious smile and leans back in his chair. "I have interesting information regarding you, Cinder."

"And what information is that, Schnee?"

"My men have uncovered the fact that you are branching out from my interests." His fist comes down on the desk, shattering it. "Do you want to incur my wrath?"

A sly smile spreads across my face. "Of course not. This is all working toward our end goal. All you have to do is sit tight and wait for me to finish this."

"You expect me to just sit here and let you wreak havoc on my company? I know about your little group attacking and freeing those slaves. What has possessed you to make you think that you can cross me in such a manner?"

I give a sharp laugh. "Cross you? You think that I give a flying fuck that I'm crossing you? I'm offering you a place by my side after a revolution. Do you take it?" I cross my arms, daring him to turn me down.

He strokes his chin in contemplation. "What revolution?"

I lean forward and uncross my knees. "Mine. Ours. A new realm, brought together, ruled in tyranny, ruled by us."

"I see." He raises a dismissive hand. "How do you intend to proceed in this foolish plan of yours?"

I sit back again, tapping my fingers rhythmically on the arm of the chair. "I have a four part plan, Schnee. Stage one is complete, but you are currently interfering with my plans. I am supposed to be in Vale right now."

"What is this plan of yours? What does Stage one even involve?"

"I am giving you plausible deniability, Mister Schnee. I am not giving you any reason to doubt me, am I?"

He smirks. "I doubt everyone. Why should you be any different?"

"Touché. But this, this is all for the procurement of power. Even if you doubt me, do not doubt what I can do for you." I stop tapping and get up. I walk around his desk, trailing my fingers along the busted wood. A small smile teases at my lips. The sway of my hips become more pronounced as I approach him. I circle around his chair, sliding my hand across his cheek seductively. I lean over the arm of his chair, my face just inches from his. "And I can do more things for you than you can imagine." I back away from him and sit at the edge of the desk.

His lust filled gaze travels down my body. I hide my revulsion behind a suggestive smile. "I see. I'll keep in touch." He waves his hand in dismissal.

I stand and straighten my dress, very much aware of the bulge in his pants. "I knew you'd see it my way." I turn and leave, closing the door behind me. Away from everyone, I give a wicked smile. "Step two is now complete. With my infiltration of Beacon, and financial backing out of the way, I'm so much closer to staging this revolution and ruling all of Remnant."

I walk out of the building in a confident stride. A cab, airship ride, and six hours later, I'm back in Vale, ready to take the next step to acquire my throne.

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A/N: Mmm, yeah that was a thing. Oh, a Schnee felled so harshly, and by seduction at that! Ok, that was the surprisingly unbelievable part. I intended it that way. Mr. Schnee is so easily manipulated by a pretty face. Oh well, so, how did you like it? Was it surprising enough, informative enough? Follow, favorite, review!