I noticed that there was a couple of problems with some previous chapters, as they printed the HTML as well, but they should be fixed now, so go back and read them!

The team made their way around town, Weiss and Yang talking about plans for the school dance, Blake, Ruby and Penny chatting about something that he couldn't quite make out, and Eric trawling behind, flicking the sword open and close in his hand. He flicked it open and held it in front of him, staring at the flickering light of the power sign in the hand guard.

"Yo, can anyone else hear that?" Yang shouted to the back of the group.

"Hear what?" Blake asked, her bow twitching.

"That!" Yang repeated, pointing at a wall. Everyone slowly stepped closer to the wall, curious as to what she was on about. Eric stuck the side of his head to the wall, and noticed it was making a faint, but slow ticking noise. Slowly but surely, the ticking grew faster, but before he could tell everyone about it, a different, much louder noise caught everyone's attention. The sounds of treads echoed from down the street and as everyone turned to acknowledge it, they were all met with the sight of a barrel bearing down on them.

"Duck!" The shell barely missed the group as it whipped past their heads, missing them all by a hairs length and destroying a building just behind them. Everyone looked towards the building in shock as it crumbled, crushing some of the shoppers and the owner inside. The sound of treads appeared again as the tank turned and started plummeting down the street, not slowing down for the children.

"Shit! Move!" Yang shouted, pulling Ruby and Weiss. They got to the junction at the end of the street to find two more tanks coming down either way, boxing the group in. The rest of the group joined them, a look of defeat plastered on their face. Everyones attention was drawn away from their impending doom as their lives flashed before their eyes.

Ruby remembered the first time she had completely assembled Crescent Rose, the look of happiness Yang had given, and the proudness obviously plastered across her uncle's face, the warmth those looks had given her,

She remembered how she'd never feel them again.

Weiss remembered the first time she aced her combat training. Her father stood in front of her, ruffling her hair, while her personal servant was holding a pillow in his hands. On that pillow was a completely new, polished Myrtenaster. She remembered holding it in her hand, the grip easily adjusting to the curves in her hand, the clicks of the cylinder changing, and the look of proudness on her father's face. She remembered how she'd never feel them again.

Blake remembered the time when she and the other abused women finally revolted against her father and her ex-mentor. She stood victorious, a flag with a simple pair of cat's ears impaling her fathers chest, sticking him to the floor. She remembered the look of fear on Adam's face as he ran away from the community. She remembered the feelings of awe everyone gave her as they stared at the shining beacon that she was.

She remembered how she'd never feel them again.

Yang remembered the first time she'd bested her sparring partner in a match, and how everyone congratulated her for it. She remembered getting the first version of Ember Celica as a present for beating him. She remembered how, even though they weren't actually family, Summer treated her just like they were, and she remembered when Summer baked them her special cookies.

She remembered how she'd never feel them again.

A loud roar of pain echoed down the streets as the girls were snapped from their day dreams. The looked around to see that they were all slumped against something, or someone. Weiss looked up to see Penny stood in front of her, her gears and servos crunching and grinding as she tried hard to stop the vehicle from flattening her. Her legs crunched and moaned as the force of the tank slowly pushed her through the floor.

Ruby looked up to see Eric stood there, arms outstretched and blood covering him as bones broke and shattered, half his forearm shot through his elbow. His legs snapped under the weight of the heavy vehicle, the bones crunching and shredding the skin of his legs as they shot out and glowed purple.

Blake looked up to see Yang stood in front of her, her arms buckling slightly as the tank carried on it's charge. Her bones shattered as her forearms caved in, sending bone through her upper arm, tearing at the muscle residing there.

Eventually, the tanks stopped their advance, and their engines came to a halt as the hatches on the top opened and people poured out of them. The clicks of safety's sounded as hundreds of guns pointed towards the group. Lasers danced across their bodies as Eric, Penny and Yang slumped to the floor, their bodies too battered to do anything. Everyone thought for sure that they would fall here.

One rebel fell.

A second quickly followed, soon tailed by a third, then a fourth, and quickly, the group were cut down, a few members managing to find cover behind the tanks and return fire from whatever shot them. Making use of the distraction, Eric sprinted towards a member, slamming shards of bone into his head, quickly tearing it apart. His heavy aura quickly started healing his legs, the bone already knitting itself back together. He slaughtered the one next to him, and soon, everyone was back on their feet, savagely tearing apart their attackers. They sat back down, taking a breath for a minute to look at everyone's wounds.

"Penny, I didn't know you could fight!" Ruby remarked, punching the synthetics shoulder.

"Of course I can fight!" Penny laughed, seemingly oblivious to the situation she was in. "I'm combat ready!" A man clad in military armour jogged round the corner, sporting a standard assault rifle.

"Everyone ok-" He cut himself off as he saw the extent of Eric and Yang's injuries. "Hey, we need a medic over here! STAT!" He kneeled down next to Eric and pulled something out of his pocket. Noticing the medical sign, he waved it away and pointed towards Yang.

"Go give it to her." The soldier looked towards Yang, who had gone pale due to blood lose. He nodded at Eric, then quickly rushed to Yang's side and jabbed the needle into her arm. slowly, the color returned to her face as the wounds scabbed over.

"Where's that damn medic?!" He shouted again. After a few minutes of no reply, he started cursing as he walked to the edge of one of the tanks and peered down the street he'd come up. His face flushed with shock as he took a couple steps back before recomposing himself.

"We need to leave. Now." He held a hand out to Yang and proceeded to sling her over his shoulder and brandish his sidearm in his other hand. Blake helped Ruby and Weiss up before hefting Eric onto his feet, still sore from being broken. Slowly, they began to walk down the opposite street the soldier had come up and Eric turned his head behind him, getting only a quick glance at the mangled corpses of what he could only assume to be the soldiers team.

"So, er, Mr Army man. What's your name?" Ruby asked, hefting herself under her sisters over shoulder.

"Andy Roussel." He replied sternly, shifting Yang's weight as best he could without hurting her.

"What did you inject my sister with?"

"How old are you, Miss?"

"15. Why?"

"They're healing meds."

"What do they do?"

"They temporarily seal wounds so that they can be attended to."

"How does that wo-"

"Hello." Weiss butted in, cutting Ruby off. "Name's Weiss Schnee, of the Schnee dust-"

"I know who you are, I've been part of your security detail before." Weiss gave him a sour look before backing down and returning to her silence.