"What do you have for me, Monkey Boy?" Blake stood in front of the pier where Sun hung, tail curled on the lamppost. Sun grinned, and popped a bite of banana into his mouth. "Well," He said, through a mouthful of banana. "Ya see, there's this dude, down in Oasis. He gets me what I need. Now, get this. His brother was crippled by the Tribe. Nikos specifically." Blake nodded, a ghost of a victorious smile playing on her lips. "And he's willing to testify. So that's a plus."

Blake's eyes widened and she grinned. "Sun, that's perfect! When does he get here?"

"In about a week or so. You ready?"

"With this? Hell yeah."

"I'm glad you're happy with it." Sun folded his arms and smiled. "All in a day's work for Sun Wukong, Super Information Broker!" He struck a heroic pose, flexing his rather large biceps and winking. Blake giggled, covering her mouth with her hands to hide the sound from any passerby.

"Sun! Someone could hear us!" She reprimanded.

He grinned sheepishly. "Sorry."

She shrugged. "Oh well, we can't change it now. When's the guy coming?" Blake asked expectantly.

"Three days." Sun replied.

Blake fist-pumped. "Thank you so much, Sun!" She hugged him. Sun hugged her back. "No need to thank me, kitten. I do this all the time."

"Still."

"Okay then." Sun gave in to the warm embrace and wrapped his arms around Blake.

~Skeletons in the Closet~

The buzzers rang out through the halls. A calm but firm male voice sounded over the speaker, ordering all inmates to return to their cells. The sound of guards' feet thudding on the floor filled the air. Pyrrha smirked, laughing to herself.

Soon, when this is all done, I'll get back to Jaune, and we'll be together again. She thought. Pyrrha squirmed in the vent, trying to fit in the tight metal space. Oh, are you kidding me? The shouting of the guards came up from below and she froze in place. The shouting eventually faded away. Pyrrha moved toward the small exit at the end of the tunnel. When she reached it, she took the small toothbrush that she had filed into a point from her pocket. Pushing it into the screw, she loosened the vent cover and pried it off. Sliding her body through the opening, Pyrrha hopped out, placing her directly outside the electric fence. She began to run, and while she ran, she giggled at the prison's stupidity. The giggle became a chuckle, and the chuckle became a full-on maniacal laugh.

Fools. Idiots. Really, they didn't know? The tattoo should have been enough. At the mention of the tattoo, she looked at her left forearm, where a red bird tattoo dwelled. Underneath, Salem's emblem stood out proudly, indicating she was part of the much-envied Inner Circle. Still, it is amusing enough. Pyrrha could hear the sirens off in the distance, so she did the smart thing and hid near a bush.

I think there's a safe house around a here… somewhere.

~Skeletons in the Closet~

The door opened. Raven folded her arms. Qrow glared at her. "Oh, so they finally let you out?"He asked coldly.

Raven bit her lip and suddenly became fascinated with the carpeting. "It wasn't me."

"So who could have done it?" He spat. "Huh? Who could have killed Summer? We both know you had a gun."

"I didn't have it that night." She pleaded. "But Summer had hers."

"So Nikos just took it from her? Is that your story, you goddamned liar?"

"I've never lied about something that serious." Raven lifted her chin to glare back defiantly.

"You have and you know it." At this, Raven flinched at her brother's razor-sharp words.

"I wouldn't lie about this."

"Yeah? Well tell that to Summer." Qrow tried to slam the door, but Raven held it in place. "Telling her what you were doing, putting her life at stake. I guess it wasn't enough for you, was it, huh?" He blinked back tears. "I can't believe I covered for you."

Raven swallowed. "Please, I never-"

"YOU NEVER WHAT, RAVEN? WHAT GOD-AWFUL THING HAVE YOU NOT DONE?" He roared "How many people do you intend to drag down to the fiery depths of Hell with you? Because mission accomplished, Raven, I'm going straight down with you!"

"I…" Her voice trailed off. "I'm sorry it has to be this way. I never intended for Summer to die, nor did I kill her. I loved her, Qrow, just as you did!"

Qrow clenched his fists. "You have no right to say that about me or her! You have no right to be here in front of me!"

"Qrow, please…"

Qrow stared at Raven murderously. "Get out of my face." He spat, and slammed the door with a thud. Raven sighed, closing her eyes and placing her hands in her coat pockets. She kicked at the dirty carpet. Raven tried opening the door, but found it was locked. She inhaled sharply, nostrils flaring. Raven fished a key out of her pocket and jammed it in, only to find Qrow had changed the locks. "Go the hell away, you murderer! Get away from me before I call the cops!"

"Qrow, I didn't… I would never..."

"No. Get away me. Stop haunting us with your past. I can deal with it, you should have too." His voice was muffled by the door.

"Please… don't… please, I'm begging you. You're my brother, you're supposed to help me."

"You were supposed to help me. And you didn't. I'm not returning a favor that was never made. Now go before I take matters into my own hands."

"Please…" Raven's voice pitched. "Please, Qrow. Don't do this."

"Goodbye, sister. I wish I could say it was nice knowing, but that would be a lie. And we both know how much your master Salem hates lies."

"She's not my master!" Raven shouted, losing control of her anger and kicking the door. The impact made a small dent.

The sound of Qrow walking away was heard. "Goodbye Raven. I'll see you around, I guess."

I really must apologize for getting this out so late. I'm so sorry. My time has been taken up by a project that required (Oh thank the two gods it's finally done) all of my time and attention. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading. Please leave a review on your way out, and I'll see you in the next chapter.