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Chapter Cover: Blake seating down upon a boulder as Mirkia was standing by her feet with both of her arms crossed. Torchwick was seating down on the ground with his cigar in his mouth.

Chapter Fifty-Four

Las Hazard

The silence inside the bar was almost deafening. Blake had stayed silent staring at Torchwick, her golden eyes seemingly empty of feelings. She was thinking about what the man had revealed to them, and she didn't know what to believe. She didn't trust the man in front of her despite him giving the White Fang the knowledge about Schnee and that lead to the Vale incident.

From what Blake had heard during her stay with Noir and what that White Clan captain had revealed. It seems that the said Schnee girl was being blamed to be the one who was the one who told the White Fang about everything that was happening. Blake wasn't stupid and she know a setup when she sees one and that knowledge in the back of her mind was making her weary of what Torchwick had revealed to them.

"So is the information all that you wished to know?" Torchwick asked as he smoked his cigar, "Because if it's all you want, then I'm sure you know the way out."

Blake stared at him for a few moments.

"The information is sound," Mirkia told her from where she was, "Torchwick hadn't lead us wrong before. He had given us information about Schnee."

Torchwick smirked and gave a light nod toward her.

"Nice to know that you have some level headed ones in your group," he said.

The man made to walk past her but Blake had raised her sword again and stopping him from going anywhere. The golden eyes turned toward him and Torchwick let out a sigh.

"What do you want?"

"A boat," Blake said, "Something to cross the water that will lead us to the Island."

Torchwick chuckled, giving her a light stare. His gray eyes seems to shine with something but what it could be, Blake couldn't identify it well. The man took a drag on his cigar again before letting out the small gray cloud from his lips.

"Give me three hours," he said, "I might have something ready by then. Meet me at the docks by then alright?"

Blake lowered her sword and sheathes the weapon upon her back.

"You have two," she said.

With that she turned away from him and walked out of the room. She could hear another set of footsteps following after her and both of the Faunus girls stepped out of the room and into the streets outside of the bar. Blake gave her companion a glance.

"You seem tenser than usual back there," Mirkia told her.

"I don't trust him," she said.

Mirkia blinked, "Who? Torchwick? The guy is more scared of you than he like to admit. You have nothing to be afraid about him."

Blake stayed quiet for a moment, thinking about it.

"It's not that I am afraid of him," she said, "He knows I could kill him before he could even realize it. It's what he told us back there that I don't trust. I feel that he is holding something back."

"I wouldn't be surprised if he was," Mirkia told her, "I'm more worried in what type of trouble did Adam get himself into this time. Las Hazard…that island doesn't have a good history."

Blake gave her a glance.

"What is that island anyway?" she asked.

Mirkia frowned lightly.

"Before I joined the White Fang," Mirkia said, "I have heard talks about the island. Well, mostly the local fisherman of my hometown talking about that it's cursed or something. They have been ships disappearing in the area around it and when something like that is happening…bad rumors tend to fly around places like that."

"Disappearances?" Blake said surprised.

Mirkia shrugged her shoulders.

"I never paid any attention to them to tell you the truth," she said, "But one can't help but wonder you know."

Blake understood that feeling quite well.

"I know," she said softly.

Adam…just what are you getting yourself involved in now, she thought.


The past two hours passed slowly for the two girls as they returned to the docks finding Torchwick there waiting for them. The young man looked toward them as they approached. He once again, have a cigar hanging in his lips and it didn't look like he had lit it up yet.

"Well here are my favorite Faunus," he said, "I've got you your ride."

An average looking boat was seating there. Blake stared at it for a few moments, inspecting it. It had a small cabin in the middle of the small boat, where the conductor is going to stand in to drive it and the motor at the back. There was some ropes which were tied to the pier.

"Well it's not pretty," Torchwick said, "But it got a full tank of gas. It should be more than enough to get you to the island and back."

Mirkia had already climbed into the boat and was doing her own inspection. Since she used to live in a fishing village, Blake trusted her to give the verdict more than the smoking man beside her. When Mirkia was done she looked up toward her and gives her a nod, telling her that the ship was in good condition.

"Let's prepare it to go then," Mirkia said.

"What you don't trust me Blake?" Torchwick asked her with a light smirk.

Blake gave him a stare.

"No."

"Oh…that's hurtful," he said faking his shock, "You're going to give this old man an heart attack you know."

"That's actually a comforting thought," Blake told him as she removed the ropes that was holding the boat at the pier.

She threw the ropes at her companion who took hold of it and placed it at a random corner. Blake glanced at Torchwick beside her as the man smirked lightly at her.

"Well then," he said, "I wish you happy hunting."

Blake took hold of his coat drawing his attention. Torchwick turned toward her with a small smirk.

"What…missed me already?" he asked.

"No…you're coming with us," she said.

"Wait…What?"

Blake pushed him into the ship causing him to fall down upon his back upon the dirty ground of the boat. The man let out a soft groan of pain as she herself jumped down upon it. Mirkia gave a shake of her head before starting the boat up and then soon enough they were getting out of the harbor.

"A…what the hell?" Torchwick said seating up, "You…You got dirt all over my coat. Do you know how hard it to keep this coat clean is?"

"I can just imagine the hard labor," Blake said, rolling her eyes.

Torchwick gave her a nasty look.

"So…you want to tell me why you want me here on this boat?" he asked, "As far as I am concerned, this is kidnapping."

Blake stared down at him.

"By all means, report us to the authorities," she said, "I'm sure they'll just love talking to you."

Mirkia chuckled as she guided the boat toward the open ocean. The sound of the motor was loud as they moved forward, aiming straight toward where the island known as Las Hazard was situated. Blake glanced at Torchwick before walking toward him.

"Okay…so why did you drag me along?" he asked.

"I don't trust you Torchwick," she said simply, "If you're leading us into a trap well, then don't expect us to go out of our way to save your lying ass."

Torchwick shook his head, "You're unbelievable you know that? When have I ever let you down huh? Every time we have dealing together the White Fang and I, I thought that we were business partners."

"Adam does dealing with you," Blake said, "I never agreed to them."

"I thought he was the leader of the White Fang," Torchwick said, staring at her, "From what I heard, he was the one who brought you into the organization when you were just a child. Shouldn't that have warrantee a little bit of trust from you?"

Blake was upon him in a second. Her sword at his throat.

"Where did you hear about that?" she hissed, her eyes becoming cold instantly.

Torchwick didn't seem to be fazed at all.

"Well, unlike you and I," he said, "Adam is somewhat…a friend you could say. Considering how long we've worked together, we come to know quite a lot of about each other…you get what I am saying?"

Blake narrowed her eyes at him before removing her sword at his throat. Could it be true in what he was saying? Could Adam really have befriended that guy? While Blake didn't make a lot of friends with Humans, she couldn't believe that Adam.

"Hey Blake," Mirkia called out, "Can you come here for a second?"

Blake turned away form him and approached Mirkia who was steering them through the sea water. The young woman glanced at her.

"You need to chill out," Mirkia told her, "The way you are now, you're not going to be of help at all."

Blake tightened her hands.

"I'm just…I just don't like this at all," she said, "A cursed island…Adam disappearing…and we finding Arkos's body…things are just not adding up."

Mirkia nodded, "I'm worried too, but that still doesn't explain why you wanted to bring Torchwick along?"

Blake glanced behind them and saw that Torchwick was still at the same exact place she had left him but this time he was smoking his cigar. Blake then turned toward her friend and lowered her voice a little.

"While I was in Vale," she said, "I learned something about the White Clan."

Mirkia gave her a curious glance.

"It turns out that someone inside the Clan was twisting the information," Blake told her, "And it seems it made the White Clan believes that Weiss Schnee was the one who gave us the information about Vale."

The look of disbelief was all over Mirkia's face as she stared at her.

"What?"

"Keep your voice down," Blake told her, "I don't want Torchwick to hear about this."

Mirkia gave the man a glance before turning her head forward again, "But that's insane right? Torchwick was the one who gave us that information…no…you don't think…?"

"I don't know what to think Mirkia," Blake told her, "But what I do know is that there is something going on, and I have a feeling that Torchwick is somehow involved."

Mirkia frowned lightly.

"So that's why you wanted him to come along," she said, "You think it's a trap?"

"That depends on what we found at Las Hazard," she said.

The boat ride continued in silence for the following hours and then like a ghost out of a fog, the island came into view. It looked completely average to Blake's eyes. She could see a lot of rocks growing out of the water around the island…

"Are those ruins?" Mirkia said as they passed by what look like a pillar that was half submerged by the ocean.

"Is this the place?" Blake asked.

"It has to be," Mirkia said glancing at the map that was on the dashboard of the boat.

Blake stepped out of the small cabin and made her way toward the front of the boat and glancing around trying to find a way for them to dock but she couldn't see anything that looked like a place they could dock the ship. She can feel the boat slowing down as Mirkia maneuver the transport around the rift.

"We're going to have to drop anchor close to the shore," Blake said giving the two behind her a glance, "I don't see anyway for us to actually dock."

Torchwick approached, still smoking his cigar as he held the cane in his hand.

"You know…from all the tales," he said, staring at the island, "I was expecting something more…creepy."

Mirkia approached the boat as close to shore as she can before dropping the anchor overboard stationing the boat there before she made her way toward where Blake was standing. Torchwick approached them, cigar in his lips as the smoke danced around him.

"Don't count your chicken before they hatch Torchwick," Mirkia told her, "This Island seems to still have some surprises left in it."

With that she jumped forward flying above the water and landing on the shore in a crouch. Torchwick let out a whistle.

"So…as you know," he said, "I don't have Aura like you do so…will be too hard to say that you could give me a ride…"

Blake took hold of the man's jacket, "Don't count on it."

With that she tossed him forward sending Torchwick flying forward before following after him. Torchwick yelled out as he was flying through the air and landed down on the beach upon his front with Blake landing beside him. The man let out a groan of pain as he pulled himself up shaking his face from the sand that was around him.

"You made me lose my cigar," he said, "Don't you have any idea how much they cost?"

"I'm sure you have some others in your coat," Blake said as she stared at the island in front of her sensing for Adam's Aura but she couldn't feel anything.

That's strange, she thought, I can't sense any Aura around us…it's just like back at that place we found Arkos body…the Aura in the air…it's absent.

"Blake can you feel that?" Mirkia said, "It's just like back there where we found Arkos."

"I noticed," she said, "Keep your guard up. This place is already living up to it's name I fear."

Mirkia nodded at her.

Torchwick let out a sigh as he pulled out a cigar pack from his coat and placed one of them in his mouth.

"Well, from the way you two are acting," he said, "I'm getting the feeling that things aren't going to go according to plan."

Blake gave him a stare before walking forward with Mirkia and Torchwick following.


Somewhere…

"Huh? That's strange…the Thousand Eyes just picked up on something."

"What was it?" another voice asked.

"Two Aura signatures from the East side of the Island…Faunus from the looks of the type of Aura," the first voice said, "And it seems that the third companion is a normal human."

"Sends out the Hounds to take care of them," the second voice said, "After all…it's been a while since their last meal."

They have arrived at Las Hazard and already...someone knows they are here...

Next time: Mysteries of Las Hazard

Jacques0 out.

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