I do not own RWBY. Warning: there is some "light" torture in this chapter.

Red's pov

"Good job Red," Blake commented after Red had finished recounting an edited version of how she killed Weiss' bodyguard. All she really did was leave out her conversation with Weiss. "You really deserve your 500,000 lien bonus."

"I appreciate it."

"I need you to get some new security software written by Andres Rosario."

"The head programmer at Plum?" This makes doing both jobs simultaneously easy! This is great!

"Yes. And if an opportunity for you to kill Rosario presents itself, please do so."

"My pleasure," Red smiled cruelly, making the crime boss shiver. Red vanished in a burst of rose petals.

Before she got on an airship that would take her to Plum headquarters, Red pulled out her scroll and sent her sister a message telling her she would be with friends and not to worry. While she was in transit she changed clothes into something more sexy and sophisticated. Combining that with makeup she made herself appear to be in her early twenties and very attractive. Inside Plum's HQ, she walked up to the only male receptionist and leaned on the counter, showing off cleavage that was accentuated by the dress she was wearing.

"Hello, I need to speak with Andres Rosario right away. Sorry, I don't have an appointment, but it's about his medication," Red spoke hurriedly, sounding slightly flustered.

"Err, I'm sorry, but without an appointment—"

"It's of medical nature, really important, it won't take long," she begged.

"Seventh floor, suite three."

"Thank you so much," Red said, expressing fake gratitude. The assassin walked swiftly over to one of the several elevators and called it. While she was waiting she took note of the layout of the room, particularly guards, cameras, and exits, not that she thought she would need to know any of it, but it doesn't hurt to be prepared. There were doors at each end of the floor with two guards standing to the side of each. They didn't look very strong, if their intimidating but functionally horrible stance was any indication, but she had known people who sent of that kind of false vibe. The other two walls were lined with windows, which looked to be made of ordinary glass. Idiots. There were other guards posted around the room: three near the reception desks, one near the elevators, and one more guarding, seemingly, nothing. That was a dead giveaway that there was something near where he stood. She made a mental note of that.

The elevator doors opened and she stepped inside, noticing that This Will be the Day was playing. Rather odd choice of elevator music, Red thought,but she wasn't complaining she liked the song, even if it was a bit upbeat for her tastes. As that was her only problem with it she pretended to like it a lot more than she did when her sister or other such people were around.

When she reached the seventh floor she stepped out and started walking towards suite three, but as she was walking she noticed something that looked suspiciously like a supplies cupboard. Inside were, surprise, surprise, supplies. She grabbed a roll of duct tape and a stapler and walked the short remaining distance to Rosario's office. She knocked before entering.

"Hello miss, what can I do for you?" a man who Red assumed was her target asked in a friendly tone.

"You're Andres Rosario?"

"I am."

"I need to know a few things, but first," she darted across the room and clamped a hand around his mouth, "If you scream I will kill you." She pushed the chair he was sitting in, which conveniently had wheels, to keep him from activating any silent alarms. She removed the roll of duct tape from a pocket and pulled off a strip, placing it over his mouth, muffling any potential screams. She then pulled of a short piece, which she stuck to his arm, without separating it from the rest; she then proceeded to wind the tape around his arm and the armrest of the chair about two dozen times. She did this with the other arm, and restrained his legs.

"There we go. Now you're ready for plenty of fun. Unfortunately we don't have a lot of time so we'll have to do this quick." Red pulled out the stapler and pulled the small trigger that allowed it to unfold, and she slapped him with it. He tried to scream, but the duct tape Red had placed over his mouth turned it into more of a groan. She slapped him a few more times leaving a plentiful number of staples in his face. Andres' tormenter glanced at his desk and reached over to grab a staple remover, which she tested a few times with a vicious grin. Red swung one leg over him and sat, straddled on his lap. She reached up and gingerly began pulling one of the many staples from his flesh. While Red was very gentle, it only really served to draw out the pain, after several minutes of removing staples, the duct tape preventing Andres from speaking was finally removed.

"Where is the new security software you wrote?"

"On my computer. The password is '811942Ra='" Red followed his instructions, eventually loading the file onto a rather large flash drive she had gotten from Blake.

"Thank you. Just one other thing: where are the designs for the newest scrolls?"

"I- I'm sorry, but I only know somewhere on the twelfth floor. Please don't kill me," the programmer said, breaking down into tears halfway through.

"It's okay, I was always going to kill you and it's probably not that bad. Unless you're going to Hell in which case it will be very, very bad." This statement caused his blubbering to momentarily increase before Red stuck a knife between his eyes. Cleaning up, the criminal cut the duct tape restraints and stuffed the body in a closet.

Starting her search where Rosario recommended, Red looked for a room that was obviously far more secure than any other room. That is where the designs would most likely be stored, even if making them easy to find was a horrible idea.

Unfortunately, while the assassin was looking for said particularly secure room, she found a security guard and Red was not in the visitor friendly areas.

"Hey, who are you?" the guard called, reaching for a gun. Red ran forward and reached an arm around his throat, which she used to break his neck. That way no gunshots would be heard by other guards and there was no blood. There was only the issue of how to dispose of the body. Her attempted assailant ended up being stuffed in the nearest broom closet and quickly covered with some tarps, which were in there. This happened several times with small variations each time, for instance, when someone came around a corner some 150 meters behind her. This particular guard had particularly good aim and, combined with the standard high quality equipment, he managed to hit the space Red's left lung had been occupying moments before.

Less than a quarter of a second after the guard's bullet was fired, Red had dodged, turned around, aimed her sniper rifle, and send her own bullet back in return. Leaving, the guard's headless body in the hallway, she continued her hunt for the new scroll plans.

Two minutes later Red discovered a room that looked akin to a vault. Fortunately for her Crescent Rose was far stronger and could cut through six-inch, dust infused, steel like butter. After a rather flashy twirl of her scythe, Red stepped through the pile of oddly shaped metal chunks and into a room with two computers. Red, on first inspection, could not tell which computer would have the designs. Nor could she tell why there would even be a second computer. Faced with this choice, instead of attempting the almost completely hopeless task of bypassing the digital security on the two computers, she simply removed both hard drives and returned to the elevator.

Eleven floors below the destroyed vault and six floors below Andres Rosario's dead body, Red walked across the room as far from the reception desks a possible to avoid being recognized by the young man that had helped her or any of the other receptionists. Outside it was a beautiful day, which matched Red's mood as she had just done two jobs for two rival, insanely powerful women in less than half an hour.