Okay, before the chapter starts I gotta say a few things and explain why I did some things the way I did. I've decided to cut up the chapters of the story into little transitions were it will switch between Gray and Fire. That's all I needed to say for now I guess. Camp Fire out.

Time To Explain

Gray couldn't believe how fast things were happening. Just yesterday (was it even yesterday?) he was fighting giant robots that came from no where, woke up to become leader of a team, became a student at Beacon, had met his "brother" and then as soon as he met his brother he left. If he didn't get answers in the next three minutes he was going to shove someone through a wall. To make matters worse he didn't even know were he was going! He was just wandering around the halls aimlessly, searching for the cafeteria or his dorm. He assumed Andrew or someone else that he knew would be at one of the two considering classes were over for the day and they were probably unpacking still (unless he had been out cold for a week). He sighed and kept walking. This was too much to digest at once. Even worse was the fact that the writing here made no sense! It was like a different language and made navigating the halls of Beacon even more difficult. He had used his scroll earlier to try and translate it, but everything was written in the same gibberish! He had asked a student what the words said and she merely laughed at him. "Everything here is written in the same language as everything else in Vytal. Are you sure you aren't illiterate?" Gray seemed to be a little annoyed now and talked through gritted teeth. Why was his luck so bad? "Ya know what, never mind (ass wipe)." Gray stumbled through another door and had finally found the cafeteria. "Finally, now were's Andrew?" Gray looked around for a second, and then remembered what a womanizer Andrew was and preceded to walk towards the largest group of girls he could find. He found Andrew in the middle of the group wearing crooked sunglasses and had a bottle in one of his hands. He was lying on top of a table as girls continued flocking towards him. "Who knew there would actually be girls desperate enough to tolerate Andrew." As he began to get closer he started picking up on what Andrew was currently blabbing about. "Tell us about the time you took on a whole army of robots again Andrew."

"Anything for such a pretty face, now I was alone, facing a hundred-no three hundred robots!"

"Actually it was ten and I took out half of them and you got one or two." Gray was steaming at this point. If Andrew was so oblivious then how did he pick up chicks so easily, or a least know how to flirt? He was like a different person when he was around a pretty face. Andrew jumped up and nearly fell of the table he was on. "Oh, um... hi Gray. How was your two week nap?" Gray grabbed him by the shirt with his scythe and slowly raised him in the air. "Two... weeks? Tell me what happened after I passed out before I blow your brains out, I have not been having the best day." Andrew gulped and started to explain as Gray slowly put him down, trying to keep up with what he was saying.

Andrew cried out as a missile sent him flying back. He got back up but his ears were ringing and he looked around. Everyone was panicking as he saw them go down one by one. He looked over to were he last saw Gray and he watched as his friend took a punch to the face. He flew through a wall and seemed to be unconscious. His hearing started coming back as he heard Ruby scream retreat. Blake had just flown past her and into Weiss while Yang tried to keep Roman at bay. He easily hit her aside as he slowly came over to Andrew. He fell to his knees, all of his energy was gone. He had been fighting for what seemed like hours and was covered in wounds. Roman smiled as he prepared to finish him off, but he suddenly stopped and the room began to become warm. Andrew turned his head to the source of the unnatural warmth to see someone in a red hoodie with Gray slung over his shoulder. "It's been a while Roman." Three other figures stepped out from behind him. One had a black hoodie and a hockey mask, another had a messy work shirt and was reading a book and the last one was straightening the tie on his suit. The boy in the red hoodie pulled back his hood and had a huge grin on his face. "Sup losers. I see you need my help, yet again. Catch." Fire threw Gray at Andrew's feet and walked over to Roman with the other three. "Are we really going to fight a giant robot?"

"Don't worry Arthur, if anyone is gonna die it's Dan."

"Fuck off."

"Well at least we had a nice little vacation before all of this. Anyways, we should probably hurry before the police show up, I'm pretty sure I'm still wanted."

"Then go all out."

"What ever you say Grim." Roman watched as they slowly walked towards him and he had to admit, he was really confused. He had taken down who knows how many huntsmen at once, yet they were so confident they could beat him that they completely ignored his presence. He was about to say something witty to get under there nerves until Fire appeared in front of him and headbutted his robot. He staggered back a bit, but regained his footing and charged. "You brats think you can take me on! I beat all of your friends at once easily! How are just the four of you go-" Roman was interrupted after skidding across the room on the ice coated floor. He engaged the "cleats" of the robot and regained is footing for the second time. He had had enough! He pressed a button as tons of missiles, guns, lasers and energy swords came out of the robot. He was about to fire at them until he saw Arthur ice skating around his legs. His arm slowly became covered in ice, forming a sword on his arm. He effortlessly swung it, taking out two legs. "Oh I'm sorry, were you using those?" Roman lost it and slammed down a button, turning on every weapon that the hunk of junk that he was in carried. He was not about to lose another chance to kill this test tube freak! Fire sighed and simply shot a stream of flames out of his hand, melting the bullets while Dan shot the missiles with his pistol to make them detonate before they reached them. "You guys got beat up by this guy?" Fire could tell that Roman was starting to get frustrated as he watched Grim easily cut off all of his weapons and deflect any plasma rays. The robot was reduced to a simple ball of metal as Fire walked over to it and tore it open, ripping Roman out of it. He stuck his head under his arm as he put on Roman's hat and lit one of his cigars. "Okay, that took literally five minutes. Now tell us wat you know or I'm gonna kill you." In response Roman spat in Fire's face. Fire smiled as he wiped it off. "Wow, you're nothing but an asshole with a gun." Fire took out his cigar and rubbed the end in Roman's eye. He screamed in pain as Fire held it in his eye. "Now, tell me something about yourself. Like your hobbies, hopes, dreams, were all your bases and secret plans are."

"Fuck... you.." Roman snarled through gritted teeth. Fire sighed, he didn't want to do this but oh well. "Dan, zap him." Dan put his hand on Roman's forehead as electricity wrapped around him. Roman's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he started foaming at the mouth. Andrew gasped as he watched what they did to him. When they finished they dropped Roman to the floor. "Y-You killed him."

"What? No. That was Dan's semblance, he can suck all the info outta your brain like he's sucking on a straw. Unfortunately it turns whoever he uses it on into a vegetable." Fire bent down and picked Roman's face up by the cheeks as he made fun of him. "Your just a big ol'dummy aren't you? Yes you are, yes you are." Fire pulled back on his head ripping it off and tossed it to the side. "Now he's dead."

"You're insane!" Andrew looked around and saw that he was the only one still conscious. There was no way he could fight these guys!

"I'm not insane, it's just scare tactics. It's all part of Plan B."

"P-Plan B?"

"Oh crap, I wasn't supposed to say that, but whatever. You won't even know what Plan B is until it happens. Oh yeah, behind you." Andrew looked over his shoulder just to see the hilt of a sword and everything went black.

Gray dropped Andrew and stared at him. "So that's everything?"

"Yeah, pretty much. I kinda summarized the robot fight, it was a lot longer than that. In fact I think that guy with the flames coming out of him tortured Roman a little more before he..."

"Thanks, that's all I need to know."

"Hey wait up!" Andrew stumbled after him as Gray walked out of the cafeteria. It was time to find his dorm. He sighed and stuffed his hands in his pockets as Andrew started to blabber on about what had happened. Meanwhile Gray was making his own plan, but not to destroy the White Fang, but to destroy the one that stole his memories, the monster, the one that had damned him and the one that could kill everyone he loved easily. His brother.

- Two Weeks Earlier -

Fire watched as Andrew fell over. "Good work team. Now to initiate phase two of part one!" Fire took out some stencils and spray paint. He put a wolf mask over his face to protect himself from the fumes and started setting everything up. "Well you can count me out." Fire looked over at Dan as he pulled up his mask. "What? Why!? I need all the help I can get to take down the White Fang and to finish Plan B!"

"Well I'm leaving, you're a bad luck magnet. Besides, I hate you." And with that he walked away, holding up his favorite finger (if you know what I mean).

"Well that sucks. I didn't really need him for the plan anyways. Besides, he already told me what Roman knows."

"And that is?"

"Almost nothing, it seems that our old buddy Cinder, or should I say Summer, does. Good thing I know a few things about her too."

'And that would be?"

"I'm not going to tell you right now, but I'll give you a hint. If Cinder is really Summer Rose, then why is she Yang's age right now, yet she obviously is Ruby and her mom." Grimm shrugged. That was weird, but they had bigger fish to fry. "Oh yeah, here. Arthur wanted me to give it to you."

"Why didn't he just give it to me? He's right ther-SON OF A BITCH!" Arthur had left when he wasn't looking. Fire opened the letter and the whole thing was written in cursive. "Um, I can't read cursive."

"I think that's why he wrote it like that. He obviously wants nothing to do with this. He finally got a body and can do whatever he wants."

"What was that? Actually never mind I don't care, I translated cursive to print with my scroll. He said some very mean things about us, that and he's going to live out his dream of becoming... an entrepreneur? He also said we should go fuck ourselves. Wow this is the fanciest swear word I've ever seen, this must be how rich people swear." Grim face palmed, Fire really needed some education that didn't come from TV or the internet. "Let's just finish writing our "message" to the White Fang."

Fire clapped his hands together as he stepped back from what they had done. "Think it'll get the point across?"

"If a dead guy with his head duck taped to his crotch doesn't, I don't know what will."

"Well we should leave, we probably got like two minutes before the police can find this place." Grim nodded as the ran off towards the train station.

- Present Day -

Fire had just woken up after having another nightmare. He stumbled over to the doors of the house he had bought recently and pushed them open. He walked onto the awning and looked down at the town he lived near. He had just recently bought a house with some cash he had left over and it was a good ways away from the town and it was decently high up. It had been built into the side of a mountain and he had to say, the view was amazing. Grim had to get a job though to pay off their bills. Fire would have done it, but someone might recognize him. Fire thought that it was a one in a million chance someone would recognize him though. The town was super secluded and was surrounded by mountains, the chances of someone being able to tell he was wanted was pretty slim. In fact they weren't even in Vytal anymore. They had relocated to a whole new country, Fire believed it was called Incendium. He was a little tempted to send Ruby a postcard to mess with her but... He shook his head, trying to forget about her. There was no way that would ever happen... then again... no. She would only get hurt or worse. Sure he had a crush on Ruby and sure he felt like his heart was being cut in two just thinking about never seeing her again, but he would have to get over it. There were plenty of fish in the sea, weren't there? He needed to stop thinking about this. "Beer give me strength." Fire walked to the kitchen to get one until a baseball wizzed past his head and smashed his window. "What the?" Fire picked up the ball and examined it. There weren't people around for miles, how did this get up here? Had he already gotten drunk? Fire's thoughts however, were interrupted by his door bell. "I swear to god, if it's another girl scout." When he opened the door he saw a kid standing their holding a bat. "Hey mister, could I have our ball back. Sorry if we smashed a window, Al went a little overboard."

"Wait, a kid did that?"

"Super strength semblance."

"And you got here how?"

"Super speed. Man, you're kinda stupid. Well anyways, can I have my ball back? You reek of dog and tobacco and I would prefer to not smell that." Fire narrowed his eyes, he didn't like his tone. "I don't know, that last comment kinda hurt my feelings."

"What do you want? A cookie?"

"Ha, good one. Nah, don't worry about it. I'll feel better after I bang your mom, oh wait I already did. Here's your ball." Fire dropped the baseball into the kids hand and grinned. "W-Well I bet you... have AIDs."

"Yup, and now your mom does too. Have a nice day." He slammed the door and grunted. Kids are ass holes, heck he'll probably see that kid again when he turns on Call Of Grimm. Fire hated that game, but his favorite past time of being a huge dick to random people involved making three year olds scream into their mics. He was actually just about to do that until Grim ad texted him. "Get off your lazy ass and buy some groceries~Grimm" He sighed as he put his hoodie on, when did his life become so boring.