I kinda believe this chapter was unnecessary but i still put it in. I guess its to show what kind of person the Arcs are. But i still think i needed.

Thanks Cross-over-lover for my White Claw mistake. (That does give me a good idea)

The small office was square and bland the only way in or out was through one door. The room was a bleak gray with the only decoration was a small desk, a few cabinets, a chair and a file cabinet next to the desk.

Clara Arc, Just sat there on her computer finding any kind of lead to all the dust going missing and white fang members almost always at the seen in the end. She had been search the web for any kind of new unseen evidence.

With herself deep in thoughts, she barely heard her bass coming through the open door. He was the average depiction of an old overweight detective that everyone expected. "Hey Arc."

With her train of thought lost she turned her chair to her boss waiting for him to continue.

"I doubt you haven't heard about the recent strange activity up at Beacon with the break in."

"Yeah. I've heard of it. A person was seen breaking into the communication tower and was thought to be scared away by one of the hunters in training."

This got a surprised look from her boss but he quickly got back to his thought. "Well from some recent calls about how there is a White Fang member in Beacon and some pressure to stop the White Fang. I'm going to send you there to look into the situation. We've already made plans with the headmaster Ozpin."

"Yes sir. I'll leave just after lunch." Clara said Turning back to her computer trying to recreate her train of thought she had before her boss came in.

Just as her boss was about to leave her office he turned back around to see her. "O' and before I forget." This again broke her thought train and she faced her boss. "Because of the recent disappearances of two of our detectives. We are making all our people wear their weapon at all time out of the work facilities. On or off duty." He left the room right after that.

The news of the two detectives didn't really surprise Clara, just like a hunter, this was a dangerous job. Only difference is, while being a hunter you usually seen your enemy. As a detective they could be anywhere or anyone. She was wondering the change of heart, usually they would tell people to not bring their weapon to show they didn't always need to end violently. Something must have changed... They must have found the bodies, and weapons they must think they were directed toward us, the scene must have been a horrible sign to make the weapons mandatory.

She waited for her lunch break and with every day it came, and it went, with little excitement.

She soon grabbed her lance and place it on her back with its holder.

With little inconvenience to the dust plane she was off the the far plateau of vale where beacon stayed.

She watched out the window as the scenery changed from water, to a beautiful red forest of forever fall forest, then at last she saw beacon.

As the plain finally touched down her mind began to sway as she got a little motion sickness. She ignored this and continued to find the headmaster.

After finding a small help desk at the front of the tower she was pointed to a pair of elevator doors.

The elevator doors came, open and soon she was on her way up to the top. When the elevator stopped, the two doors slid open. The room was very empty except the for a big desk, a clock tower like window and and the gears that had the clock window actually tell time.

"Hello detective." Ozpin said looking out of the window.

She walked to Ozpin. "Hello. Mrs. Ozpin."

He turned around with coffee in his hand and his can in the other. "The request from Vale to send a detective was not under the best of times. We will permit you access to one of our new faunes students but she does have the right to hold back all information she desires."

The mere shock of the way he said what he said surprised. His voice didn't give out much emotion but there was the slightest part of his voice that told her, he wasn't happy with what she was doing. "Well... Thank you Mr. Ozpin... I'll try to make this as quick and painless as possible."

The two were clocked in silence until ozpin broke the silence with his voice. "The room she is in right now is two levels below us. Her name is Blake Belladonna and please detective she's been through quite a lot, be polit." Clara could again hear the change in his tone, but unlike his anger the minute before was completely gone replaced with a protective father would have.

"Yes. Well again i thank you again. After this is done we will hopefully go our separate ways." She walked out of room back into the elevator. She pressed the appropriate button and the elevator was off. As she entered the next floor there was an six doors down a hall, each with a glass window. Clara walked down the hall there was only one door open and with its lights on.

She walked to the door and she saw a young girl with black hair, a nice bow on her head, and a uniform that almost every other student she passed on her way in had on. She was sitting at one of the two black chair both across from each other with a table in between, and to finish off the interrogation room, it only had one light within the room that was hanging above them setting the scene. As she walked in she was certain that the girl was unpleased with the event she was in but showed almost none of her emotion on her face.

"Hello." She said, taking the only other seat still. getting the silent treatment in return. "We've gotten an anonymous tip that there was a White Fang member at Beacon academy. Would you confirm that this is you."

The girl remained silent.

This new that this interview would not go well and she signed. "Are you a spy for the White Fang?"

"You cops are all the same. Judge us before you've know us."

"Ya. Well From what I've learned if you start with the farthest you can go you can keep going back, until you find the answer." She said with a little smile able to get something out of the girl. "And it's detective to you."

The room was again quiet as the girl refused to look her directly in the eyes. Clara looked at her and could start to put a few of the facts together she could tell from what she could see. "Well you are definitely not a spy from you reaction, but I am also not wrong all the way."

The only reaction she got was a slight raise of the girl eyebrow, trying to hide her mild surprise of why the detective did continue to accept her thought of her as a spy.

"If i'm wrong at all with my guess please correct me." Her question was again silence. "Ok. You've been in the White fang for quite a while. From what I learned about the White Fang they recently got a new leader who because of the ways he gets what he wants get some disagreements between the members. So you left but you still believe in the cause of the White Fang... Old not new. And you came here to help fix people thoughts on Fanus."

This left the fanus in a some shock but almost none could tell from her facial expression. "You have a record on me don't you."

"As much as i can tell from Ozpin I bet he does but he didn't even want to give us your name."

"Them how did you know." Blake said still looking for how she did that.

"This might be a little rude but the a few of the ex White Fang still want to fix what the new White Fang has caused."

The two again sat there until blake started the conversation up again. "So there are a lot of people to quit the White Fang?"

Clara gave a quick sign. "That is a little tricky subject. Do you really want to know?"

"Why would it be tricky? It's just a question."

"That's not what I mean. Do you really want to know?" Clara said not wanting to bring the girl's hopes down.

Blake finally understood what she meant. After blake thought about it she decided. "Yes i want to know."

"Well." Clara adjusted her spot to lean more on the table. "So far, only a few White Fang member quit and came to us. But from all of them they wanted to leave as a group and talk to us about what the White Fang were planing. Once they leave the White Fang they are no longer safe. There were only a few who are allowed to actually quit the group and that is usually because of age or injuries. But those who quit are hunted down..."

"Hunted down." The shock was now on her face. "By who."

Again this got a sign from Clara. "We are not quite sure. The patterns are always different. From what i can tell. Once the hunt begins they almost can't be ended on a good note. The killer is always different but follow the same pattern. The few that we did get were so scared that they didn't want to give us almost any information. They were like an animal who were corner so they, in a final resort, they come to us. But, they were still scared to tell anything just incase one of us was a spy and we were to scared for them that we had to hid them."

The facts definitely surprised her because she was no longer trying to hid her facial expression. "So we are being hunted by our own kind now." She took a second to accept what she just heard. "They are worse than the humans keeping us down." She was now mad with her hand in fists and but again she gained control of what she showed the world around her, but Clara could still see that she was now sad. "Do you think that the people who did get to you guys are safe."

"I can't say all of them 'cause they give little info not directly incorporated in the protection. But there is one that is currently being kept safe by my family. I made sure that the department knew none of this 'cause I also think there something going on in the department."

This made the young girl look up. "So you don't think of us as a menace?"

"I think everyone chooses what they do, human or fanus. Your only bad if you act bad." Thank you."

"Detective. Not cop, and don't actually mention it." She said leaning back from the desk.

Clara started to stand up and walked to the door. Before she left she turned back to the young girl. "Well Miss Blake. I thank you for the meeting. Have a nice day."

As she was about to leave Blake spoke up again. "Wait. With all my question. I never was able to get a name."

"Detective Clara Arc."

The young fanus quickly responded, "Have a nice day."

She exited the room to find the headmaster there. Still drinking his coffee and leaning on his cane. "Well. looks like the meeting went well." With a slight smile on his face.

"Well. Yes. Looks like the tip was wrong about that young girl. From what i had learned she had never been part of the White Fang. I make sure that you won't see us again for this matter."

"Since. Meeting went so well I think you shouldn't leave this place empty handed." She took a sip of his cup. "With all records aside. A student of mine has told me that they had seen a base of white fang working from the Southeast side. Now I can't prove this by any means but Miss belladonna was in the group that found them, and I believe they can be trusted." With this he turned and took the elevator.

Clara just stood there thinking of how this narrow down their search for the white Claw.

"Hey Detective." Her train of thought was broken as she turned around and faced the person that she was suppose to integrate.

"Yes. Blake."

"You said. Your last name is Arc correct."

"Yes."

"Are you at all related to Jaune Arc."

The hearing of her brothers voice was shocking to say the least but she didn't let her emotions show at all just a slight pause. "Yes. He is my brother."

"Well. You to are very similar. I'll have to tell him I meet you."

She was happy to hear about this fact but they she started to think about the facts. uh-oh if he hears that I was here that could make him run again. "This might be a little rude but could you not. Me and his sister want to surprise him." She said with a small, fake, smile on her face.

"If that's what you wish." Blake left on the elevator just leaving Clara who was was thinking.

Well this helps.