Broken Apart Ch. 5: Life After: Torchwick
BOOM! Big surprise, it's on Torchwick. Final Life After, and I did it ahead of pace because I want to get to ze breaking {I mean, what breaking? Everything's fine here}. So uh, not a whole lot to address. But here we go, the final chapter of Life After.
Torchwick flipped around his cane, and just whistled to himself. Today was a very good day for him. He hadn't had to resort to anything criminal yet, nor did he have to try and do anything else rash.
It had been a month since team RWBY had broken apart, and about a year since they had become a much smaller factor. Yet they had made his life hell for over six years. Those types of things weren't so easily forgiven in his books.
He even had all of them still laid out. Four images, each labeled with there names and the stupid code names that they went by.
Ruby Rose: Red Reaper
Weiss Schnee: Frozen Fencer
Blake Belladonna: Attentive Assassin
Yang Xiao Long: Burning Brute
Yes, cute nicknames that would get you plenty far in a sorority. But in his world, they wouldn't get you anywhere. So why did these girls, whom he knew while they were teens, manage to run everything.
About two years ago, they had graduated Beacon. An accomplishment for any, but Torchwick wasn't happy. His four year operation with Cinder had been put under a lot of fire from these four. So all that this meant to him was that they would be free to harass them whenever they wanted too. That was something he couldn't stand to see.
But for a month, their operations continued on without much issue. Then they had found and killed Cinder's male associate, Markus. About a year later, they had discovered and killed Cinder's female associate, Cleo. That left Torchwick and Cinder to themselves, but he wasn't too concerned. That was true, until they had discovered and, this time, placed Cinder under arrest. That left Torchwick alone, and he had made the decision to go into hiding.
For one year, he had been rebuilding his assets. It was a slow, and grueling process. None of it was easy, but all of it necessary for one simple reason. Torchwick was an excellent businessman. He was able to work his way through the black market, and he could more then hold his own in a fight if it came to be necessary. But he wasn't a man that took pride in an ability to plan things long term. So he needed another mind for this, and that mind was Cinder's mind.
He had mapped out a route to exactly where she was being held prisoner, and it was going to be a simple affair to break her out. He employed the help of some mercenaries that were good enough to hold their own, and trusted that his own cane would be more then enough for him to deal with any other unpleasant obstacles.
"Sir," someone called out. He turned around, and looked back at one of the mercenaries that he had hired standing in the doorway. "All of the men are aware of the plan, and all of us are ready to go. Do we move out now?"
"But of course," he said, lighting a cigar for himself. "It is best to save us some time, and begin our mission soon." Torchwick pushed aside the images of the former team RWBY, and walked towards the airship. This was going to be easy.
Vale High Security Prison
Cinder sat within her cell, and absently flicked flames against the Dust that sealed her prison. There were brick walls on any side of her, but those walls were reinforced with Dust energy. Nothing she could do would break the bonds unless they were weakened. So the guards let her waste her semblance and aura on the bars. She only had a few days until execution. Though even with her limited access to the news, she never once saw Torchwick's name come up.
She couldn't help but wonder what the idiot was doing. He was the last upper member of her council, thus meaning that she would hope that he could carry out her hopes. But it seemed as though she had overestimated his bravery, and ability to lead.
In a few moments, she heard a loud explosion from outside. The guard that rested outside of her cell picked up his rifle, and aimed it at the door. He waited patiently, unsure of whether or not he would actually need to pull the trigger. But the guards that resided within a high security prison were always ready to fight.
Cinder's ears picked up to gunfire and the sounds of death, and she allotted herself a smile. It sounded as though someone was trying to let some people out. And that meant that she might be freed. But something else caught her interest. It was a similar hiss to something she had heard before. But she couldn't quite figure it out.
After another moment, the door was blown off it's hinges and it slammed into the security guard. He fell over and grabbed his stomach in pain. He looked up briefly, but just watched as someone walked over to him and slammed something into his jaw. After another moment, something sharp entered his side, and he felt the life leave his body.
Cinder turned her gaze away from the dead security guard, and smiled at the sight in front of her.
"Well, well, well," Cinder said. "I must say, this comes as a present surprise for me. I certainly didn't expect to see you, Roman." Torchwick tipped his cap at her, and smiled back.
"Oh you see, I couldn't live without you," Torchwick continued on. "And look, I even bought some new friends." After another moment, he swung around his cane into the control panel that held her cell. Cinder stepped out of it, and smelled the air.
"Such freedom," she said happily.
"Tell me," Torchwick continued. "Those in the cells around you, would they be good for hiring?"
"Now why is that?" Cinder asked, rolling her wrist boredly.
"Because we may need even more help. I say we continue out aspirations, but maybe add something more. I was thinking a bit of revenge against those that killed Markus and Cleo, and those that put you in here. What do you say?" Cinder lit a ball of flames in her hand, and then used it to frame her face.
"I say free all of them," she said wickedly. "It's time we do what I should have done six years ago."
End: And thus we say goodbye to prequeling. But I won't miss it since I am very excited for the next few chapters. Questions, comments, follows, favorites, and feedback is appreciated.
